Chapter 45

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Chapter 45: The Shiro Buta’s Tackle was Strong

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While lying down on the floor, I heard a worrisome mishi mishi (creaking) sound.

This is definitely not because I’m chubby! It’s because it’s an old building, surely!

I’ve cut my weight to 60 kilos, which while heavier than a petite thirteen year old girl, is lighter than an adult man.

There’s only one final push until I hit my target weight… I’ve finally hit a weight where I can say that.

“Britney, come over here.”

Before I knew it, Ricardo had freed himself and was standing nearby.

“Ricardo, just how did you unbind yourself?”

“There was a tapered point on that pillar over there. I frayed the rope against it until it was cut.”

Looking over, in the corner of the room I saw an old pillar with what looked like countless nails poking out of it.

The words tenuki construction came to mind. (TLN: shoddy construction, cutting corners, intentional negligence.)

“Yosh, I’ll go over to cut my bindings.”

As I unstably stood up and started to move, we suddenly heard footsteps drawing near.

“Mazui, the kidnappers are coming up.”

Ricardo said in a flustered low voice.

“Ricardo, hide behind me!” (TLN: Huh??? You’re not THAT fat, Britney.)

With my current condition where both my arms and legs aren’t usable, I thrust Ricardo towards the corner of the room and sat myself down in front of him.

At the same time I sit down, a part of the floor lifts up and one of our kidnappers shows his face.

The hole in the floor is large enough for three, no, four, people to climb through, but it seems only one came here.

“Please behave yourselves. Right now, the other guys are leaving to collect the money… if there’s no trouble, you’ll be released soon.”

Thanks to my body’s surface area, Ricardo was splendidly hidden from his gaze. (TLN: Apparently she is!)

Our opponent doesn’t know that he’s freed himself.

As for me, I’ll play the part of a frail Earl’s daughter.

“There were so many unfamiliar men, I was scared. Right now, are you the only one left here?”

“You’re a slow oujo-chan, aren’tcha? Like I said, all the other guys went to go collect the ransom money…”

“Huh?”

Grinning and smiling I stood up and slowly approached the man.

I came up with a good idea.

My opponent became bewildered why this still-bound shiro buta reijou started making thudding sounds and jumping around the place.

… Floor, why won’t you break?

“Oi-, Britney? What are you doing?”

Behind me, Ricardo was confused and quickly got up.

“Ricardo, it’s dangerous so wait there. In a moment, I’ll have escaped from here.”

“Oi-, you, your rope…?”

The man seems to have noticed that Ricardo’s restraints are gone.

But, I won’t let you tell the others!

I’ll only get one chance…!

“Oriya-!”

I tackled our enemy and fell downstairs through the hole with him.\n<h6>American Football NFL Tackle</h6>

Along with a tremendous sound, I threw my body down the stairs to the floor below… the man was trapped under me.

“Gua-”

The man let out a cry of pain. It seems he received more damage than I imagined.

Among our kidnappers, he probably wasn’t the best fighter.

After getting crashed into, and taking the force from my weight falling from the second floor, he seems to be in pain and can’t move.

I thought about letting Ricardo escape alone during the moment I jumped at the man… It was lucky my opponent can’t move.

(I’m so happy I’m fat-! No, I’m not happy, but…!)

Were I frail like a normal reijou, the flying me wouldn’t have enough weight.

For the first time in my life, I felt thankful for my weight.

“Britney!”

Ricardo came down in a panic.

Grabbing the fruit knife on the table, he quickly cut my ropes.

Afterwards, we bound the arms and legs of our kidnapper.

“Thank you, Ricardo.”

“No, rather, I’m grateful to have been saved. But still…”

He placed both hands on my cheeks, and with his clear emerald-like eyes stared into mine.

“It’s too rash to jump downstairs like you did. With both hands and legs tied, a single misstep would have caused grave injury.”

“… right, I’m sorry. I saw a chance, and thought the timing was right.”

What Ricardo said was very true.

Was my timing to be slightly off, or the man resisted and his posture crumbled, I would have hit the floor and broken a few bones.

Beyond that, if I was unlucky and the man came out uninjured, he would have definitely flown into a rage. My Aunt and Uncle had ordered to capture me “without injury” but…

“That was bad for my heart… also even if it had only partially worked, I wouldn’t have tried to escape. There’s no way I’d escape leaving you behind.”

He looks straight at my face with an expression full of worry from the bottom of his heart.

To the bitter end, he’s an earnest and honest man.

(… I think our current position is quite bad for my heart, though.)

Were it a young lady about my age, with this they’d definitely fall in love with him.

Since he’s grown up a little, I’m somewhat flustered being like this with such an honest good man.

Translator’s Corner:

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First down! Ah, that’s an injury. *moment of silence to take care of injured*. Red card for number 60, Britney Hakusu! Also that’s serious foul play. Red card for number 13, Ricardo Astaru! Both of you get out of here!

<h6>Ricardo is 13 years old right?</h6>

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