Shiro Buta Reijou Chapter 29

Chapter 29: White Pig and the Royal Capital’s Party

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It was noon on the day of the party.

Held in the central garden, it was comparatively small-scale yet still utterly extravagant.

As there were many young participants, it was held around noon rather than in the evening.

Young men who I’ve never seen before are seen chatting with each other. Around the edges of the garden, Reijous are eagerly observing them. (TLN: Reijou = noble’s daughter.)

As you’d expect, Ryuze is surrounded by a large number of reijous. Lily is amazing for naturally mixing in among them. In the far back, Nora is surrounding Ryuze as well. I spotted her fluttering, frilly light pink color dress.

(Nora! Why, why are you wearing that dress?)

The design emphasizes childish cuteness, and Nora’s exceptionally attractive figure isn’t shown at all. That design coupled with her height looks unbalanced and stands out in a bad way.

It’s too bad she isn’t wearing the same dress as when we were traveling. She seems to be worried about the surrounding gazes, and just like the first time we met she has a nervous attitude.

While observing my friends and standing nearby Ryuze who’s my only family member in attendance, something unexpectedly collided with my body.

“Uwa-…?”

I firmly planted my feet to avoid falling. Looking around, I saw a nobleman boy scowling at me. He looks a little older than Ricardo, but a bit younger than Ryuze.

“You’re an obstacle to traffic, fatty! With such an ugly fat body, you have a lot of nerve showing up to a party sponsored by His Highness the crown prince!” (TLN: … Can I kill him? Also, she’s not exactly that fat anymore.)

Even though he collided with me, he did not apologize and instead started to quarrel with me. He’s the worst.

He said so much, but I was actually asked to participate directly from the His Highness the crown prince.

“In the first place, why are you even participating? This is a place to look for future fiancé candidates… No way, you, do you actually expect someone to propose to you with such a fat figure?”

What the-! My participation, and whether I’m fat or not, are none of your concern!
In the first place, that you’re bullying a young girl in public makes you the worst!

I played innocent about the age of my previous life, and locked eyes with the hateful man in front of me. Does he expect me to remain silent after saying so much?

I opened my mouth to retort, but a shadow moved in front of me before I could utter a word.

“Noisy… What are you shouting in such a place?”

Protectively standing in front of me was Ricardo, my former fiancé.

I don’t know who our opponent is, but the Astaru house is wealthy and has strong influence in the royal capital. There should be few nobles that could pick a fight with Ricardo.

It’s different from the Hakusu earldom which is destitute and only barely avoided bankruptcy… even though they’re both earldoms.

“Aa, the noble son of the Astaru household… This white pig woman was a nuisance blocking the path.”

He probably doesn’t know Ricardo is acquainted with me. This boy uttered his claim with such confidence while pointing at me. The surrounding young nobility also leaked stifled laughs.

This world is too cold to chubby people…

However, the next words Ricardo uttered surprised them all.

“She’s blocking the path? That’s funny, no matter which way I look, I see many other paths you could take?”

Certainly, I wasn’t standing in the pathway. There is a narrow passageway near the table where the entrance and food is lined up, but the place I’m standing is in the middle of the square and people can easily get past me without trouble.

“But, don’t you think she’s an eyesore? There’s such an ugly woman attending the party of His Highness the crown prince.”

“So you’re saying that she’s an eyesore, huh? She was directly invited by His Highness the crown prince… Are you criticizing His Highness Marlow’s actions?”

“What the-!”

Ricardo looks somewhat superior.

“With that being the case, if you keep uttering such false accusations, you will greatly lose face.”

Spouting off that last remark, Ricardo grabbed my hand and quickly left the area.

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Translator’s Corner:

Yeah! Sic ’em, Ricardo!

A somewhat cliché chapter, but good to see Ricardo standing up for our lovable heroine. I wish it were the prince though… I want to see Her Majesty the Queen Britney.

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