Shouldn't your family have someone taking care of that for you? Unless you mean hunting for sport...
[No one in Hiyori's family has to do much cookint, let alone hunting; that's what their personal chef is for. Most noble households have one of those. But although Hiiro's sickly father is allegedly a monarch, Hiiro never specified whether his village was large and wealthy, or small and destitute. Hiyori has no idea what sort of conditions the boy lived in.
How likely is it that someone from such a radically different lifestyle could move to the city and become a successful idol...? Could the boy's brother possibly have done such a thing?
There's no use in wondering now. Hiyori shakes his head, returning to the topic at hand.]
Anyway—I don't know what's in that bag, but whatever it is won't last you forever. Someone in dire straits such as yourself shouldn't be turning down food. So, you might as well save that bag and accept my offer for tomorrow. If it'll ease the guilt squeezing your heart, just think of it like this: I already have myself to feed. It won't take much extra effort to pick up two meals instead of one.
[Though he does hate having to carry things himself. If only Tsumugi was still around to act as his servant...]
As for your brother, we'll find out where he is tomorrow, or at least we'll find out where he isn't. And if worse comes to worst, I guess you can crawl back here and get a job working for my family as a servant? But that's all hypothetical, so for now, try to rest up, okay?
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[Time for another eyebrow raise.]
Shouldn't your family have someone taking care of that for you? Unless you mean hunting for sport...
[No one in Hiyori's family has to do much cookint, let alone hunting; that's what their personal chef is for. Most noble households have one of those. But although Hiiro's sickly father is allegedly a monarch, Hiiro never specified whether his village was large and wealthy, or small and destitute. Hiyori has no idea what sort of conditions the boy lived in.
How likely is it that someone from such a radically different lifestyle could move to the city and become a successful idol...? Could the boy's brother possibly have done such a thing?
There's no use in wondering now. Hiyori shakes his head, returning to the topic at hand.]
Anyway—I don't know what's in that bag, but whatever it is won't last you forever. Someone in dire straits such as yourself shouldn't be turning down food. So, you might as well save that bag and accept my offer for tomorrow. If it'll ease the guilt squeezing your heart, just think of it like this: I already have myself to feed. It won't take much extra effort to pick up two meals instead of one.
[Though he does hate having to carry things himself. If only Tsumugi was still around to act as his servant...]
As for your brother, we'll find out where he is tomorrow, or at least we'll find out where he isn't. And if worse comes to worst, I guess you can crawl back here and get a job working for my family as a servant? But that's all hypothetical, so for now, try to rest up, okay?