CH.344 Dinner with Cailie
<span style="font-weight:400">After the concert, as the people began leaving, pulled me towards some backstage area of the concert hall. It was guarded, but only by a single guard, so I think a powerful adventurer could easily force their way to the backstage if they wanted to.
<span style="font-weight:400">We on the other hand just got past the guard after showed the card she used to manipte the Castle Dungeon earlier. So it clearly is some high level official card, something akin to a police officer showing their badge and demanding ess, maybe? Then again, cops usually need stuff like warrants to get ess to ces, depending on the situation. And the country.
<span style="font-weight:400">But I don’t have to worry about it. We aren’t cops. We are just … people. Well, I guess I am a noble, so… Am I the bad guy? If I am, I’ll me . She is the one that got us through. And she is some sort of a government employee, so it has to be her fault.
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<span style="font-weight:400">The backstage area we walked into was very quiet. I suppose because we were in the ‘onnd’ section, and today’s performers were all mer-folk. They can’t exactly walk, so it would be difficult for them to use this area.
<span style="font-weight:400">But eventually we got to an area where the ‘floor’ was water. You could still walk there, as they had these thin raised metal catwalks. Kind of like the ones used for emergency exits, in some factories and so on. It was actually a somewhat genius way of making both swimming and walking work in the same area.
<span style="font-weight:400">As we walked over the water, I spotted a few of the mer-folk singers that performed that day swimming under us. One of them even came to the surface and asked if we were after her signature, but that isn’t why we were her, and I don’t even know who she is, so we didn’t stop for one.
<span style="font-weight:400">At some point, stopped in front of a door leading to what I assume is a dressing room. Now my question is, why this door? It doesn’t have a name on it, nor does it have a guard, so how would know that this is the room Cailie is in.
<span style="font-weight:400">After a knock on the door and no response, opened the door and we went inside. The inside was a … well, I was going to call it a rtively normal dressing room, but it kind of wasn’t. While it had stuff like a big mirror, make-up table, clothes hangers and so on, it also had a floor that was clearly designed to stay wet at all times. The floor was actually about 30 cm under water. This probably was enough to allow mer-folk to crawl on the floor decently, but still not too deep for humanoids to walk. As long as you don’t mind your feet getting wet.
<span style="font-weight:400">And in the room, there were two mer-folks. One that I knew and one that was quite a bit older than her. The olderdy seemed to be consoling the younger one, while the younger one seemed to be crying into her chest.
<span style="font-weight:400">I wonder what happened to her? I know she left the concert a bit abruptly after she saw me, but that shouldn’t cause this kind of reaction. At least I think as much.
<span style="font-weight:400">And while Cailie didn’t see us walk into the room, the older mer-folk most certainly saw us, so she spoke to us.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Miss . I don’t think now is a good time.” She said to .
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, I’m not here for a talk. Is it the same with her?” asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. She saw the man again and …”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So those visions still bother her.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“She hasn’t had one the past two concerts, so I was hoping it was getting better, but no.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Actually, she might be.” said. “I mean, this time he really is here.”
<span style="font-weight:400">… okay? What? Has Cailie been seeing a phantom of me in the audience or something? Cause that is what I’m getting out of this.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What?!” Cailie raised her head and turned to look at us, after she processed what just said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hi Cailie. Good to see you again.” I just said.
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<span style="font-weight:400">In a sh, okay Cailie isn’t that fast, Cailie was hugging me as if I was a phantom that she thought was going to disappear if she didn’t hold onto it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“B-Brian? Is that really you?” Cailie questioned.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... have you forgotten me already? Yes, it is me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm.” Cailie drilled her head into my chest. “... not convinced. What monsters were at the ce where Brian got me a wheelchair?” Cailie asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“At HomeBase? That would be treants. 28 of them, in case you want the exact number.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What monsters did Brian give me to get me out of the prison?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Venomweb Spiders, Poison Aloeveras and Sky Hawks. Well, there were some others as well, but those three made the bulk of it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“One more. Who took care of me when Brian had to go see a noble?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That would have been Alice. Why did you ask the easiest questionst?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... Brian… What took you so long? You promised you’de to see me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... sorry. I just wanted you to adjust to your life here.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“But what if I wasn’t doing well? I haven’t been doing well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then that is ’s fault. She was supposed to contact me if you had any problems.” I turned my ming gaze towards the cat-girl. “But I’m sorry. I should havee sooner.” Sure I might shift the me, but I’ll also admit when I was wrong. Most of the times.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“So Cailie. How did you end up bing a singer?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... It just happened.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, that doesn’t really exin anything.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It was the manager of one of the other singers that located her.” Cailie’s manager answered. “They picked up some flowers for their singer and heard Cailie singing to the flowers. She was then invited to a test and everyone loved her voice.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t tell him that!” Cailieined.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why not? I think it is a sweet story.” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... because it is embarrassing. I never even wanted to be a singer.” Cailie admitted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“But you are so good at it. I mean, out of everyone that performed today, you were by far the most popr.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... I only did it because I thought you’de to hear my singing if I got popr.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, you seeded.” Imended her. “That second song by the way, did you write it yourself?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... some of it. But I had some help.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is it about me?” I just straight up asked. I’m not trying to be condescending, but considering what happened, I feel like the chances are high it is about me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... yes.” Cailie admitted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... is it bad? Should I … stop singing it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course not. I love that song. I think it fits you very well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... I never really wanted to sing it… to anyone but you. But…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“The producer liked it too much, so she was nearly forced to sing it.” Cailie’s manager informed me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... that isn’t very nice of them.” Imented. “Songs are only to be sung if the singer wants to sing them.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is business.” said. “If a singer can’t bring in the crowd, they are let go. And building up a rising star is important.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... but I never even wanted to be a star.” Cailie admitted. “I was happy just tending to the nts at the store.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then why did you? You could have just refused, right?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... because… I wanted you to be proud of me. So I thought…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, I feel like you seeded. I am proud of you, Cailie. You’ve done so well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“T-Thanks.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">Cailie then invited me out for dinner and I had no reason to refuse, so of course I agreed. Though the part I didn’t expect was her asking me to push her in the wheelchair. Of course I still had it in my Storage, so that was no problem. Cailie’s manager tried to give her a bit of an issue about it, because apparently Cailie being seen with a man could cause problems.
<span style="font-weight:400">But Cailie just said she would quit if she wasn’t allowed to do this, so the manager had to give in. We even ditched the manager, as Cailie didn’t want her toe with us. did though, so it wasn’t quite a one-on-one dinner.
<span style="font-weight:400">I let Cailie pick the ce we went to, though we were turned away from the first ce she wanted to go to, because they were full. But at least the second ce had some space and we got us a table. It was a reasonably high-ss restaurant built right next to one of the water channels in the city, and it even had an area where mer-folk could swim into the restaurant, but of course Cailie was in a wheelchair so we essed the ce from the ground.
<span style="font-weight:400">During our dinner, I told Cailie about our adventurers that happened after I took her here. So everything that took ce with Wilma and cat-folk twins, how we took down the nken Company in Burch city, I even told her about my visit to the Dragon Coast. That got some good reactions from both Cailie and . From Cailie because… well, I think you know the reason, and from because I may have mentioned my y-fight with Lady Janina. Yes I called it a y-fight, even thought it was 100% a serious fight on my part. I mean, I don’t just summon 3 Divine-Beasts and call it a y-fight. It just is better to call it that when telling others about it.
<span style="font-weight:400">I’m still surprised that realized what dragon I was talking about, as I only described Lady Janina as the golden dragon, not the divine dragon. I don’t know if she has ess to some knowledge left behind from times long passed, or maybe she knows of Lady Janina through the Crystal Empire. I mean, Lady Janina did say that she sometimes visits the Crystal Empire to barter. Or was it that people from the Crystal Empire visit her? I don’t remember.
<span style="font-weight:400">Now as it came to storytelling, I of course made sure to avoid any mention of HomeBase. I mean, if it was just Cailie and I, I’d tell her about it, but I’m not sure needs to know about it. Sure it is kind of an open secret already, and soon it is going to be even more open, but I don’t feel like telling her. I don’t want to feel forced to invite anyone from the Hero’s country to the grand opening of HomeBase. It would be a pain to bring them over. Well, maybe I will go through that pain with Cailie.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... I wish I could have been there with you.” Cailie said, after I concluded my story. “If only I could walk.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Come on Cailie. Just because you can’t walk, it shouldn’t limit your life. There are ways around those little problems.” I told her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... like what?” She asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If you can’t walk, you can always fly.” I responded. Sure it is a bit of a ‘if they can''t eat bread let them eat cake’ response, but it is kind of true. If you can’t walk, use a wheelchair. And if you don’t like that, I can always develop some mechanical legs for you. Or a floating wheelchair. Or even an anti-gravity pendant. … Actually, the anti-gravity pendant would be easier to make than mechanical legs, because I can just use the levitation magic both HomeBase and Lua’s levitating sickbed use. With that, I could make a levitating wheelchair in an hour or so, and a levitation pendant in a few hours. Well, maybe a bit longer for the pendant, as I’d have to perform some Factory tests, just to make sure it is safe to use.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... but I don’t have wings, so how should I fly?” Cailie asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do you think wings are required for flight? Well, maybe they are, but you can levitate without wings. It is quite simple really.” As I said that, I levitated myself off of the chair I was sitting on with Telekinesis. Not too high though, as I didn’t want to disturb the other diners.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... Could I really do that?” Cailie asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Telekinesis is actually a terrible way to float, so I wouldn’t rmend using it. Mana Flight is much better for that. And I think there are other ways as well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You should keep improving your Wind Magic.” said. “It is the mostmon way people learn to fly. Lord Brian there is just … abnormal.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Wait? Cailie? You can use Wind Magic?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... yes. Just a bit. I learned it from the stagehands.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s cool. Does she have an instructor in that?” I asked .
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not as far as I know.” answered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why not?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... because a singer doesn’t need magic. They just need to sing.” Cailie said. “I did want to, but they said no.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... I’m starting to really not like this idol work you are doing. They are way too controlling.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That isn’t … even the worst of it.” Cailie said. “They almost made me… quit my job at the herb store. Even though I didn’t want to.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... okay, the officially suck ass. , can you shut them down?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who do you think I am?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... mm… Some sort of an intelligence officer disguised as a tour guide?” I said my honest guess.
<span style="font-weight:400">“NO! Why would you think that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? So you are even higher ranked than that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why would I be?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... because you have that card. You can’t tell me they give them to just anyone. I know how rare Dungeon cards that can do something like that are.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... why did I even think you might let it be?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I would, but you asked, so this is on you. Also, honestly speaking, I don’t really care what the truth is. But don’t think I don’t know you are assigned to me to keep an eye on me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... ? Is that true?” Cailie questioned.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not quite, but it is close.” The cat-girl admitted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“T-then why? Why would you visit me so often?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because Brian paid me to do so.” said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That money was meant to help Cailie, not to be your wage.” I pointed out.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Th-then… the money for my performance dress… and the money to pay for my song..?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“They came out of the money Brian handed me when he dropped you off here, yes.” confirmed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“W-why didn’t you tell me?” Cailie asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because Brian asked me not to.” said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is … Is that true?” Cailie asked of me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t recall it that way. I gave that money to in return for her keeping an eye on you, and so she could use that money to help you if you would get into trouble. I never said anything about not telling it is from me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How much did you give her?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I think it was fifty gold coins.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“..fi- fifty? Why would … that much?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because I could. And I wanted to make sure you would be fine.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... Brian? Do you … love me?” Cailie asked, almost out of nowhere.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... I guess in a way. I do think you are extremely attractive, but I don’t love you in a way where I would call it actual love. I just want to take care of you.” I admitted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... then… is it fine if I don’t live here? Can Ie back? And adventure with you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don''t mind, if you want to.” I told her. “But will it cause problems with your jobs?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll just quit. I know Kim will be a little sad to see me go, but she will understand. And I don’t care about what my manager says. She can be disappointed all she wants.” Cailie said. “... but why didn’t you let me stay with youst time?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alrighty then. I like how assertive you are on this. But the reason I didn’t let you stayst time was because I didn’t have HomeBase ready at that time. Now I do, so you can move right there.” I told her. “But I guess let’s sleep on this, and if you still want that tomorrow, I’ll help you quit your jobs. And punch your manager in the face if she causes any trouble.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Please don’t do that.” said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sure-e. As long as you can rmend a ce to stay for a night.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... why are you like this?” questioned.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because it is me. If I wasn’t, it wouldn’t be me.”