Sevens: Prologue

TL: It seems this is my site’s first anniversary, and my own anniversary of taking up translating. Maybe I should just go buy a domain already. Ah, also, I’m struggling to innovatively translate the toxic maid’s insults. Maybe I need an englishman.

Prologue

Inside the Circry House’s estate in Arumsaas, I was eating my meal.

I usually eat Novem’s cooking, but only for today, a certain 【Toxic Automaton】 insisted she would do it, and she wouldn’t budge on the matter.

It seems she possesses a sense of rivalry against Novem, but it’s strange no matter how you look at it.

That scrap metal maid… the moment she came to the mansion, she directed an attack at the girl.

She had picked up the nearest broom, and tried to lower it on Novem’s head, but I stopped her…

“How is it? The taste of the food I put my all into making for a wimpy chicken dickwad?”

Chicken dickwad was likely referring to me.

It seems that since I didn’t have the high spirits of when we first met, she added a wimpy to it.

“No, it’s delicious. It’s much tastier than I imagined, but…”

“But? But what? A chicken dickwad has some complaints to voice against my cooking? Now out with it. Tomorrow, I’ll make use of those complaints to prepare the supreme dish.”

I looked at the other dishes lining the table.

The presentation was perfect.

There was no problem with the taste. In fact, it was delicious.

The fact that an automaton could do this much was truly a truth I hadn’t imagined.

“… Isn’t there a gap between my plate and the others?”

Only I had a larger portion.

The scrap metal looked at me, and let out a scornful laugh.

“That, of all things? I prepared a greater portion of food for my master, the chicken dickwad. I did not exceed the sum of money I was permitted, so there shouldn’t be a problem?”

There was a problem.

“Hey, you see, this is Miranda-san’s mansion. We’re just freeloaders!”

Miranda-san, who was eating alongside us, spoke.

“Ah, you don’t have to worry about that. How about it. Why not just become the master here?”

The pale green haired Miranda-san looked at me with her emerald eyes.

Her mischievous intentions were blatently visible.

She was definitely having fun.

I thought she was a cat-like person, but following the events of our previous dungeon expedition, more of her personality was showing than before.

I looked towards Novem, with her brown side ponytail.

Novem didn’t seem to be noticing my glance.

And she took a bite…

“For Lyle-sama’s preferences, the taste is a little light.”

And said that.

Hearing that, Aria let out a sigh.

The red-haired Aria directed her violet eyes at me.

“Make sure you don’t let them go too far.”

The reason Aria felt fed up was because of this piece of junk.

I mean, this pile of scraps…

“Mu! So this is the rumored 『Stepmother Bullying the Young Wife』 entry in my data! Are you perhaps unsatisfied with my cooking? Considering nutritional balance, I have surely created the finest of tastes.”

… Liked to compete with Novem.

I’m not even sure why, but only to Novem did she ever display an emotion like hostility.

Seeing the situation, from the blue Jewel hung at my neck came a voice only I could hear.

The Fourth Generation Head of the Walt House, 【Max Walt】 had his long blue hair parted in a seven to three ration at the front, and glasses hanging on his face.

Within the Jewel, everyone had manifest in a form somewhere around their thirties.

This Fourth’s notable characteristic was… not just his glasses.

『Good grief, what a strange automaton. For her to pick a fight with Novem-chan, just what could she be thinking… now stop them already, Lyle.』

In regards to women, the Fourth was quite loud.

No, to be more specific, in regards to the treatment of women.

“Hah, scrap metal, isn’t that enough? Why are you always on at Novem?”

As the Fourth requested, I stopped the scrap metal.

But surprisingly, Novem…

“Lyle-sama, I think scrap metal is a little cruel. We’ve finally gotten ourselves a new comrade, so we’ll have to decide on a name.”

What a nice girl…

In contrast.

“For you to show mercy to the enemy… that naivety will cost you your life one day. Even if I look like this, I was manufactured as a top of the line model, and I’ve even been praised as his greatest masterpiece. I can’t be receiving mercy from…”

As she started into some incomprehensible words, Miranda-san spoke.

“Then isn’t scrap metal good enough?”

“… Chicken dickwad, I am pleading to you with upturned eyes, so please decide a worthy name for me, dammit.”

That isn’t the right attitude to ask a favor.

But only her mouth was bad, and pertaining to me, she did actually apply her all.

The housework that was hard for Novem alone had become much easier because of her, or so I’ve heard.

“… Looking at the movement of those twin tails, something’s come to mind.”

As I voiced that, scrap metal took the bait.

“Oh! For you to lust after these twin tails, you’ve got good eyes there. My makers even got into a fist fight over deciding between black bobbed hair, and these blond twin tails. As I thought, twin tails truly are the greatest.”

“I kinda get a poyo poyo feeling as the move back and forth, so 【Poyopoyo】 is…”

(TL: Just imagine the feeling something swinging back and forth leisurely gives off.)

The scrap metal’s refreshing expression suddenly turned expressionless.

The one who was holding her stomach in laughter… was Shannon.

In the past, she was a sightless, frail noble lady, but with her sister being something like that, the younger sister was quite a villain in her own regard.

“You’ve got no naming sense.”

The one who extended her hand towards the giggling Shannon was Miranda-san.

She used her left hand to grab the top of her head, squeezed, and lifted her up like that.

I’m starting to hear a creaking sound.

“O-onee-sama, it hurts! It really, really hurts!”

“There’s no point in giving me that cute tone. You’re being rude to Poyopoyo, who finally received her long-awaited name.”

As she said that, Aria covered her mouth.

Only Novem continued eating while she seemed to be thinking of various things with a serious expression on her face.

“… Chicken bastard. If it’s now, I will accept a revision.”

Poyopoyo said that, so I shook my head.

“No alterations, Poyopoyo.”

The Fourth raised an angered voice from within the Jewel…

『No matter how you look at it, that’s going too far! You have to be nice to girls!』

And said something like that.

(There’s no doubt this guy’s wife subjected him to something.)

From the other’s ancestors’ conduct, I can guess he was quite a submissive husband.

This man acting up about women, was the head with the longest term of service in the Walt family’s history.

The Third fell in battle in his thirties, and so he took over the title in his teens.

From there on, I heard he mostly contributed in domestic affairs, but…

『And wait, is there really no maintenance costs on that girl? She just sucks Lyle’s Mana, right? If there’s a service fee, wouldn’t that be a pain? Perhaps even a normal servant maid would be better.』

He was also loud about money.

I heard he handles things on the financial front as well, but when I’m actually here conversing with him, he just keeps prattling on about money.

It seemed he was the sort of man who would choose money over women.

That was the Fourth Generation, but only concerning his wife did he ever turn frail.

His son, the Fifth spoke.

『Oy, weren’t you saying something about being nice to girls? No wait, while her outside is female, her insides are iron, or something, right?』

The Fourth…

『Oh, right… but Poyopoyo is cruel.』

But yeah, perhaps Poyopoyo was a bit much.

Expressionlessly, Poyopoyo (temp) continued to grumble on about demanding a change.

“Master, won’t you consider it a bit longer? Please use that meaningless godforsaken brain of yours to think of a name for my sake. I’ll be sure to treasure it. If it’s a proper name, I’ll be sure to treasure it, so…”

Scary. This automaton is scary.

“Oy, that’s a little scary, so please stop. I get it. I’ll think. I’ll think about it, so please give me some more time”

As I said that, the troublesome pile of scrap metal returned a smile.

“As expected, the chicken dickwad is weak to a woman’s pressure!”

I also shot back a smile.

“Only your skin’s a woman, and your insides are black, right? How about we stop denying reality here.”

An angered scrap pile told me.

“What are you saying? As a special model of the highest grade, there is nothing impossible for me. If I was in the mood, then even a gentleman’s lustful urges are…”

After she said that much, Novem spoke.

“We’re in the middle of a meal, Poyopoyo-san.”

The scrap metal bit down on her hankerchief mortifyingly.

“T-this bitch…”

Dinner at the Circry House has become lively all of a sudden, but it’s gotten quite enervating.

“And so, that’s why you’ve come here, is what you’re saying?”

The Library.

It was a place meant for one to drop by and store up knowledge, but today, I was reading alongside Clara.

While we read our books, we exchanged various conversations.

A while ago, I accepted the request of Damien, a famous professor of Arumsaas, the City of Scholars, and we ended up working together.

While she specialized in support, she was a skilled adventurer.

Her deep blue hair was cut around her shoulders, but perhaps she had done that herself, as the edges were quite ruffled.

It seems she liked reading books here, as whenever I came, I had quite a high probability of finding her.

I usually ask her about what books are interesting, but we would occasionally exchange such gossip.

“That’s right. That scrap metal keeps insisting I decide a name, and she competes with Novem.”

“How strange. Could her rivalry with Novem be on her job as a maid?”

I don’t know that one either.

I mean, that piece of junk… is broken.

There’s how she doesn’t remember some important things, but her tone towards me is generally terrible.

“The individual herself said her sensors labelled her as an enemy or something.”

“Well, she’s an ancient automaton, so it’s amazing enough that she can even move. Ah, come to think of it…”

Clara remembered something, and conveyed it to me.

“At the academy, Damien is moving around more automata. He’s gotten three of them operational, and he’s confirming the situation.”

Right now Damien was the talk of the town.

Just being able to move an ancient automaton and control it was amazing in itself.

Hearing that, I thought…

“Why is it that my scrap metal is like that… should I swap it in?”

Clara responded.

“She’s properly doing her job, right? Is there some sort of problem?”

“Her choice of words, I guess? Everything else is perfect. Cleaning, laundry, and cooking, she’ll do it all.”

She really was quite perfect, but I’d like to do something about that mouth.

“Well, I think you should give up on that. I did hear it was a form of contract, and the means to sever it are as of yet unknown, so you’ll be like that all your life.”

“Please don’t make me remember those things…”

For the contract to the automaton, my own blood was needed as a catalyst.

But having just gone through a Growth, my spirits were high, and I went ahead to kiss the Automaton to activate it.

(Was that where it went wrong? No, she said she got broken of her own accord.)

“Even so…”

Clara looked at me.

“Hmm?”

“You sure do some troublesome things. Restricting your own Skills, and aiming for the labyrinth’s thirtieth floor?”

Last time when we challenged the labyrinth, we made it past the fortieth floor’s boss with but a party of six.

Apparently, it was an enemy that would usually require fifty.

And it’s good that we achieved results and all, but seeing that, the ancestors imposed a restriction of my Skills until I defeated the thirtieth floor’s boss.

Under the banner that my own abilities were overwhelmingly lacking, they forbid any such usage of any Skills in my possession.

Because of that, I somehow have to use my own strength to break through the chappence.

While it may sound easy in words, the challenge was on a scale where it required from twenty to thirty adventurers.

“It’s a personal matter. If I remain too reliant on my Skills, then it will be dangerous once my Mana runs out.”

As I expressed the ancestors’ reasoning, Clara made a slight surprised face.

“… I was sure you hadn’t noticed it, and that you were going to make a huge mistake one day. It seems I’ll have to reassess m evaluation of you, Lyle-san.”

“H-how cruel.”

As I said that, I get the feeling she was smiling a little.

“If anything happens, call out to me. With your ample funds, I don’t think I would be at a loss to hear you out.”

So it’s a matter of money, I thought… but in truth, to adventurers like us, money was essential.

In order to live, we threw ourselves into life threatening situations.

And if the money we obtained was what we used to get by, we had to be firm in that regard.

Of course, I’ve taken various things onto myself, and I’m in a standing where I have to earn enough to support two women, and one automaton.

(But really, what is it that I should to)

If we simply raised greater numbers to challenge it, then it really would be easy.

But during Damien’s request, I displayed quite a sorry sight.

(Because I returned to the guild carried by Novem, my reputation… is quite low.)

At the end of the end, I became unable to move my body, and I showed off quite a terrible state to the other adventurers.

For that reason, my own personable credibility is low.

While I want to gather the numbers, my questionable standing in Arumsaas is dragging my feet.

(As I thought, there’s no choice but for me to steadily build up my own strength.)

My sudden Growth, and the fact that I produced results was all because of the Heads of History’s Skills recorded in the Jewel.

If I become unable to use them, it’s exceedingly troublesome.

(I’ll have to think of a way to overcome the thirtieth floor.)

As I thought that, I continued to pile up the knowledge of the library.

About Yoraikun

A college student who really should be doing something more productive with his time. Also, he can read a bit of Japanese.
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111 Responses to Sevens: Prologue

  1. Mdot13 says:

    Happy Anniversaryyyyy!!! :D

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  2. AsianOtakuGuy says:

    Aye :D

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  3. RKain says:

    I really feel sorry for the walking scrap metal. Imagine what it’s like for her – she’s just doing her job as a hunk of junk, but her beloved master insists of insulting her and talking down to her. The worst would be if her consciousness is untouched, and her voice generating system is simply adding in words and tones that don’t match her intent. It’d be like being trapped in a cage, a cage you reinforce every time you open your mouth.
    And Lyle almost named this trash pile “Poyopoyo”. Oh, how I feel for the toxic maid. Such a pitiful scrap metal.

    My thanks to you, Yoraikun.

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    • Owl says:

      Actually, there *IS* such a medical condition, think it was called coprolalia.
      Think it was a small rare subcondition of Tourette’s Syndrome.

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      • RKain says:

        Ah, right. I knew it wasn’t Tourette’s, but the name escaped me.
        From what little I know of Coprolalia, it’s not quite as… thorough as the toxic maid’s condition. Which is a relief, for those people in the real world suffering from what is probably a very frustrating and embarrassing condition.

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    • zekkendo says:

      i didn’t even think of that. Thank you for enlightening me to this possibility

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  4. verynew says:

    Thanks for your hard work.

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  5. diablo says:

    Thanks for the chapter! :)

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  6. Pun says:

    Thanks for the chapter.
    Also Happy Anniversary~

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  7. heyo mayo says:

    :D

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  8. SamS347 says:

    Thanks for the chapter Yoraikun.

    When I began following Tate no Yuusha’s web novel around, I found your blog along Bakahou’s and Kookie and well… I had not let go since then !

    Thank you so much for letting me read awesome stories since almost a year, I could not be more grateful of you and also your godly procrastination.

    Happy Birthday !

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  9. Tabeleta says:

    Thanks for the Chapter and happy Anniversary. Continue taking responsibility for getting we all addicted.
    I want to see if how long till Lyle knows that she’s a tsundere and he’s reaction when he get the new skill that’s sucking his mana.

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  10. JustChilling says:

    The author is suddenly giving us too many hints towards Novem’s true identity that it makes me wonder whether he is trying some sort of misdirection to distract us from something….

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  11. Skoll says:

    I wonder if scrap metal can detect that Novem is a monster? Btw, this was mentioned before, but does anyone else imagine Novem as a close eyed type character?

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    • diegodeveze says:

      I also thought of that. Her sensors might’ve detected the potential threat that Novem’s abilities are.
      Also, nah, I think she’s the usual pretending character. The closed eyes one is probably the Fifth.

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  12. BakaGrappler says:

    “feom the blue Jewel”
    “fRom the blue jewel”

    “seven to three ration”
    “seven to three ratio”
    A ratio is a proportion. A ration is a serving out of pre-prepared etc. Like “war rations.”

    “to pich a fight”
    “to picK a fight”

    “reassess m evaluation”
    my

    Mr. Lyle:
    I hereby name you, Kuroganeko! The Iron Maiden!

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  13. alu says:

    The information I find most disturbing/interesting is the: “she said she got broken of her own accord.”
    Was it the kiss?

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  14. stelvis says:

    Ty for the ch and happy anniversary <(^0^)/

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  15. Who Are You People?!?! says:

    I like the maid. She just walks around insulting people without giving a fuck.

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  16. gm_rusaku says:

    Thanks for the chapter and happy aniversary!
    Why do Poyopoyo(temp.) remind me of RyuZU from clockwork planet, both have a very sharp and toxic tongue but they themselves haven’t realized it.

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  17. The Unknowning Fan says:

    Hmm, the Prologue is not a recap of everything that happen that happen in the story.
    When you compare it to the other Prologues that exist.

    THX + Happy Anniversary

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  18. NZPIEFACE says:

    I’m amazed, your anniversary is my B-day O.O

    Good job, and continue with the great work :)

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  19. Rnfunk¥$! says:

    it’s RyuZu!!!! Clockwork Planet

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  20. k says:

    Thank for the update

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  21. moridain says:

    I am really curious what/who Novem actually is. I don’t think she is a bad guy, at least not in the convensional sense, but I am certain she isn’t who/what she is pretending to be.

    I also have grave doubts that the is his former fiance at all.

    Perhaps some kind of Cuckoo or Doppleganger? Or a Devil with a contract to the family or his Sister?

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  22. polerli says:

    Happy birthday my lord ^^

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  23. kirindas says:

    Happy anniversary!! And thanks for the chapter! Poyopoyo what a terrible name. XD

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  24. RAWR says:

    Happy Anniversary!

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  25. necrosis says:

    happy anniversary I guess its been a year since I started ready your and bakahou on the shield story really nostalgic maybe I should buy you a book as a thank you gift although I don’t think you’ll like Charles Delany’s works

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    • necrosis says:

      also in regards to the chapter if I had leach draining me like a battery while constantly insulting me I’d probably burn it can’t really blame Lyle for being fed up with the machine

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      • Yoraikun says:

        Poyopoyo doesn’t even treat him poorly. She’s a perfect maid, and if you read the intent in her words, she’s not even asking for much.

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        • Tolack says:

          Yea, but not everyone would be happy with someone calling them ‘wimpy chicken dickwad’ without fail. Especially if the maid does so in public. She needs ‘discipline’/’taming’.

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        • Yoraikun says:

          I don’t think discipline does anything to corrupt data. You need a coder for that.

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        • Eiourion says:

          I suspect it is not corrupt data but the makers have tsundere fetish or M . You know there is an establishment that you pay to get insulted by a woman.

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        • odyssey says:

          you some ppl get off by being insulted could be buried in her programing that should she be awoken by a “pervert” that Sadist Mode with Toxic Mouth: ENGAGE

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        • diegodeveze says:

          Yeah, she actually looks like a kind girl. She’s like a super-scathing tsundere-esque litle thing. She’s saying she’ll try her best for Lyle and she even gives him preferential treatment. It’s just the insults. I think treating her with temperance is the way to go since she probably can’t even do anything about her mouth.

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      • Alort says:

        But just like it was stated in this history, and as Yoraikun said, her way of speaking is due to her data being somewhat corrupted. It’s like what happens at Clockwork Planet, where RyuZu does a lot of badmouthing because her speech is corrupted. Though WE may assume it is a tsundere, in reality it is a “deficiency” of hers.

        Point to prove it is that she does talk that way to everyone, not only to the one she may – or may not – have feelings.

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  26. Orange Light Saber says:

    It is at this point I feel that Lyle might become twisted..

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  27. Chronos5884 says:

    Thanks for the chapter!

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  28. ArKain says:

    Happy anniversary!

    One motion for referring to the robot maid as ‘Poyo’ or ‘Poyopoyo’ in the comment section regardless of whatever name she may officially receive. All in favour?

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  29. cellsoul says:

    Merry anniversary.

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  30. Happy anniversary Yoraikun!

    May you have another year as productive as this one!

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  31. SonodaYuki says:

    “The individual herself said her sensors labelled her as an enemy or something.”

    Doesn’t trigger anything on fifth’s (or was it sixth’s?) hospitable/hostile-sensor though, so what is it? A sleeper agent? No… It might just be an enemy from the maid’s POV, at the maid herself instead of Lyle.

    It’s not going to be something like where Lyle subconsiously makes females mentally susceptible and Ceres & Co is a result of a Reaktionsbildung, is it?

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    • BalthasarH says:

      First happy anniversary Yorai.

      I think that the “labelled her as an enemy” part could hint, that monsters like Celes and Novem were the reason for the ancient civilizations downfall and that at least this automaton was build by someone who fought them.

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  32. cheesepizza says:

    I still remember how bakahou went to go read kingdom and never came back as yoraikun came in and took over Tate no yuusha happy anniversary.

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  33. Nukoko says:

    Happy Anniversary and thanks for the chapter!

    I’m rather curious if our dear meido Poyo will be shuffling her names for Lyle and I certainly do hope so.

    Chicken dickwad is a nice start… hopefully it goes in tyrannical royalty like names such as ‘Incompentent fool’, ‘Perverted Mongrel’ and such.

    I’ll taker her apparent hostility to Novem as a flag. She’s detecting some kind of ancient stuff out of Novem that she’s naturally opposed to. Maybe something she was made to detect in the olden days.

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  34. Rain says:

    Every time I hear poyopoyo, this is the image I get in my mind:

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  35. WILL says:

    Happy poyo2, keep the pace yoraisama

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  36. Thanks says:

    Ahh I’m going to… overdose

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  37. Ronderic says:

    Happy Anniversary my Lord and Savior Yorai-kami sama.

    I pray that You continue to bless us, devout followers, with more chapters.
    Amen.

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  38. Happy First Anniversary Yorai~kun :D hope we enjoy this and more time with you.

    Also thanks for the Chapter .

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  39. odyssey says:

    So is Maid-san reading Novem as an enemy because of the monstrous mana pool or is her metal woman intuition screaming at her “Final Boss!”

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  40. Loli Dregenz says:

    She reminds me of RyuZU from Clopla..

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  41. contention says:

    I’m not fluent in japanese, by any means. Just know a word or two here and there, and know absolutely 0 kanji. So, this could very well be wrong, but….

    The maid is calling him something like “chikan yarou” right? Isn’t it chikan as in “molester”, like all those train molester h video’s that the japenese seem to love?

    I’m guessing a translation of that might should be something like “molestor bastard” or some such. You know, referring to the kiss he used on her when she was activated. Well, that doesn’t really flow well, I guess.

    but, just a guess.

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  42. Reaper Phoenix says:

    Thanks 4 the chapter and HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!

    Could Novem’s secret be related to why that robomaid is hostile to her?

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  43. ZaX says:

    Happy anniversary and thanks for the chapter!

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  44. hezat says:

    Happy survival-spree yorai-sama (Halo and Bungie ref if ppl don’t get it)
    thanks for having been the translation god you’ve benn this last year and may the … ah what pain. lyo

    Happy anniversary ^^

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  45. goblinrou says:

    *Yoraikun received 1st year anniversary achievement*

    Poyopoyo is really foul lol

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  46. GonZ555 says:

    anniversary?! aww.. meatbun didn’t prepare any gift.. :(
    do you want a meatbun ? >///<

    lol.. thank you for the chapter :)

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  47. Friasco says:

    I-It’s not like I’m happy you made it through your first year or anything. I just happened to be holding this cake, b-but I don’t mind giving you a piece if you insist, baka!

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  48. sdeligar says:

    Thank you

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