Resurrection of Duke Werstein ~ I Didn’t Hear Anything About Being A Middle-aged Man ~ 18

A/n: I greeted in the activity report, but I'll do it here too.

I'd like to wish you a Happy New Year!

It's been a while since I've written anything!

I've been working hard on this, and before I knew it, it was longer than the last.

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In a room of about 8-tatami mats¹, I took a seat at a desk and chair near the window and looked over some papers.

These documents were the ones I had brought from the mansion and had not yet calculated.

I pick up my quill and dip the nib into the inkwell.

I glanced out the window and saw that the scenery outside was drifting by at a steady pace.

But there was no shaking at all.

...... Yeah, um, this seems to be a horse-drawn carriage.

It's been handed down from generation to generation in the Duke's family, or rather, it's a venerable, extended magic tool that was given to Augusto-san's great-great-grandfather by the royal family as a souvenir when he was disinherited.

It seems to be a carriage for the head of the family.

There was a very spacious 16-tatami living room, a 6-tatami kitchen made of magic tools, and an 8-tatami nap room for servants (with a capacity of 4 people).

Next to that, there's an 8-tatami room with a bed for the head of the house, where I am now.

Let me say it again.

This seems to be a carriage.

I don't understand!

... Well, yeah, if I think about it too much, I'll go over my capacity again, so I think I'll just let it go.

At any rate, the butler said it would take about two hours from the mansion to the castle, the venue, so I'd better recalculate a little before then.

It's also called escaping reality!

I can't help it, because when I'm working on paperwork, I get lost in it and for some reason, it calms me down!

I can relax and get my paperwork done, two birds with one stone.

By the way, Shitsuji-san is controlling the horse-san at the coachman stand.

And Onmitsu-san is following him in disguise as a servant.

Basically, a partner is required for parties such as soirées, but in Augusto-san's case, since Julia had already passed away, he's fine on his own.

It seems to be the result of Meikko-chan not being able to go because she hasn't made her social debut yet, and his sister being married and naturally going with his brother-in-law.

It would have been better if he knew a widow, but in that case, Augusto-san and the widow might get married!

Seriously troublesome for nobles.

Well, that's why I'll be attending alone, but shitsuji-san won't be able to follow me inside the hall.

Shitsuji-san can't come to the venue, and neither can the clandestine staff.

According to Augusto-san's memory, servants and stewards are made to wait in a special waiting room and then sent to help out in the hall, in other words, behind the scenes.

In other words, today I'm seriously the only one who has to attend a party where there are only nobles and hardly any acquaintances.

Let's be honest.

I'm really nervous.

I want to say it again.

I'm reeeeally nervous.

Oh no! I want to go home!

On July 9, 734th year of the Kingdom's history, the 734th anniversary of the founding of the Kingdom was to be celebrated tomorrow, and in the Royal Castle, ladies in glittering costumes and gentlemen in various formal attire, including surcoats made of luxury, high-quality fabric, were chatting among themselves.

The Great Hall, which serves as an evacuation site for the citizens in case of emergency, has a capacity of about 500 people.

At the moment, however, the number of people in attendance was much smaller than that, with an estimate of about a hundred.

It consisted of a large number of nobles who had been invited by the royal family, knights who had been entrusted with guarding the hall, servants who had been assigned to serve the guests, and a court orchestra that provided background music for the event.

The chandeliers were illuminated with magical objects made of large amounts of crystal, the floor was covered with mosaics made of different colored marble, and the musicians played music.

On the large long tables set up here and there, there were meals served on luxurious dishes.

Servants used trays to carry wine glasses and champagne glasses in the crowded areas, and carts in the larger areas to carry bite-sized hors d'oeuvres and sandwiches for the nobles who wanted to have a light meal.

In the midst of all this, the knight who was in charge of guarding the entrance called out to announce a new visitor to the glittering venue.

"Augusto Werstein- Kōshaku-sama has arrived!"

At the sound of his voice, the nobleman and his wife who have nearby distorted their once cheerful expressions in disgust.

"... I hate it, I was in such a good mood... and now I have to see someone who looks like animal livestock…"

The nobleman's wife wrinkled her brow, hiding her mouth with an open fan, but he could tell that she was really disgusted.

I'm not sure what to say, but I'm going to say it. He has a higher rank than we do.

"Don't do this. He's a duke, you know? He has a higher rank than we do."

“Seriously, what will you do if he hears?"

"I don't care, he can't hear a word anyone says.

Besides, everyone is thinking it."

As I said this, a strange woman, who seemed to be a friend of my wife's, quickly approached her.

“Madam is right, why did God give such an ugly man power... Oh, my God! I can't even look at him!"

"Oh, dear! Do you feel the same way, Jacqueline?"

The nobleman, who looked at his wife and her friend with annoyance, smiled but did nothing to stop them.

It was a smile filled with mockery and disgust at the ugly duke.

"That pig, I haven't seen him for a while now, but I heard he was in bed."

"It's no wonder he's in such bad shape. I think he's lost some weight."

"That's it? I don't think so. He can't control himself. That's why he's like that."

"No doubt!"

I can hear such mocking conversations whispering here and there.

The sound of a heavy door opening echoed through the hall filled with such mockery and disgust.

Immediately, those who were near the door must have felt as if the sound of the hall had disappeared.

The only sound in the hall was the sound of shoes clacking.

His silvery-blue hair was slicked back, and his ice-blue eyes looked as if they could sharply cut.

His nose is straight and his lips are well-shaped.

He was a beautiful man of mature age, wearing a dark blue surcoat, the formal attire reserved for knights, and possessing a sex appeal that only comes with age.

A certain mature sex appeal that sets him apart from the young men around here who only have good facial features.

Just by looking at it, you can tell that it is of high quality, and it is richly embroidered with silver thread and ornaments.

On his chest, there were three medals, probably given to him by the royal family.

The man with the cold, chilling good looks that made them instinctively feel awe, as if they were being confronted with a sharp blade, stepped into the hall with his surcoat fluttering gracefully and without a hint of concern for his surroundings.

Everyone who caught sight of him was stunned, their mouths hanging open as if in a daze, and they naturally made way for the man so that he would not be interfered by their path.

As the man made his way through the hall, the silence grew.

"Well, well, well. I don't know who you are, but you're very bold.

Everyone! Don't worry about it! That thing can't even be a shadow warrior, it's just a fake!"

That is until a tactless voice rang out.

Let me explain the situation.

First of all, when I got off the carriage and tried to enter the venue, I was stopped by a soldier for some reason.

I was wearing my ring, the sign of the head of the family, and I had even brought the invitation card.

These two items and formal wear are required when attending parties, which by the way, this knowledge came from Augusto-san's memory.

The soldier said that my appearance had changed so much that I needed to be identified.

I could understand what he was saying, and I could understand his feelings, but he had a bad attitude.

He asked me where I had stolen the ring from the head of the family, and if I was trying to cheat the royal family.

Anyway, he was treated like a criminal.

According to Augusto-san's memory, there is actually a magic tool in this country that allows you to register your magic power.

This is the same technology that is used to make cards for the adventurer's union or guild.

In addition, the same technology is used to make student ID cards and lists for national schools.

I know what a school is, but I have no idea what an adventurer's union and a guild are, but that's okay for now.

It is also convenient for the government to use the same technology to register the nobles on the list, and of course, they use the same magic tools for identification and verification.

It is said to be a simple device that records magic power by touching it, and also allows you to register your name and simple data together, but I'll leave the detailed explanation that I had in my knowledge for now.

Anyway, I was using this magic tool to verify my identity, and it actually takes about three minutes for the results to come out.

Since it registers the magical power of all the nobles in this country, I think it can't be helped that the search takes time.

In fact, I think it's faster than three minutes.

It's not a computer or anything.

Well, if it's normal, that's the assumption.

While I was waiting, I was subjected to a depressing amount of verbal abuse.

In addition, even when the results came back three minutes later that I was him, he still made an annoying fuss about it being a malfunction. I was so angry that I almost hit the soldier with my magic power.

No, I held back, though.

But then, a man who seemed to be a superior who heard the commotion and came over, hit the soldier with all his might, made him kneel at my feet, and apologized with all his might while rubbing his head on the floor.

He said that he was a soldier who had not been there 12 years ago, and that he had always been a troublemaker.

I'm going to have you suspended today and dismissed tomorrow, so please pay up.

I felt sorry for him, but he was so apologetic that I had no choice but to act as if I had forgiven him and let him go.

I couldn't help it. He was crying lightly as if half crying.

I wondered what Augusto-san had done in the past to scare him so much.

I'll pretend I didn't think about it!

I've been cried at by an Ossan.

I'm so embarrassed.

I don't know what's going on, but I'm being stared at and it's getting really quiet, and the irritation I was feeling earlier from the unreasonableness is coming back.

What is it? Why are you looking at me with such a puzzled face?

Bullying? Harassment? Are you trying to pick a fight? I’ll buy it, alright?

It was in the middle of all this that I heard that line.

I looked over and noticed that a balding messy Ossan was looking at me with a smug look on his face.

I've only seen that kind of mess on stage actors or in comedies, but to think it actually exists.

It's hard to explain, but it's like a mixture of barcodes, broccoli, and skinheads.

If I were you, I'd get a skinhead.

No, I can understand from Augusto-san's knowledge why he keeps his hair on his head even though it is so lonely.

It's because there are basically no skinheads among the nobility.

The main reason is that it is not a good appearance for a nobleman to be a skinhead, since those who are sinners in this country are forced to have their hair cut into five shaves for women and skinheads for men.

Well, there's no way around it, then.

“Fake?"

"Oh, my God, there's no way the duke could be that nice."

Suddenly there was a whisper, I don't know from where, but... but I'm sure I'll find out when I become aware of it, but let's not do that right now.

Anyway, I heard a whisper that sounded like a mockery.

According to Augusto-san's specs, I can hear him perfectly, but I'm sure he doesn't even think I can hear him.

But, I see, that's why they were all puzzled when they saw me.

It can't be helped, Augusto-san is handsome now.

I mean he’s already a handsome ojisama after all!

While thinking about this, I almost let out a sigh at the sheer stupidity of the aristocrats in the area.

What can I say... Are there only idiots here?

Well, let's put it aside for now and listen to this balding messy Ossan first.

"Well, you seem pretty sure of yourself, do you have any proof?"

"Hahahaha! Look what you're saying! You're obviously not the same person!"

I don't know what it is, but the balding messy Ossan answers my question full of confidence.

Yes, the evidence is as weak as the hair on your head.

I don't know what he's talking about, this Ossan.

"If I were someone else, wouldn't I have been thrown out when he entered the venue?"

"Hmm, you must have had given some silver or something."

The balding messy man who sneers at me with his nose while looking down at me is making me angry for nothing, but I'm going to pull out the hair on his head.

I'm not sure if it's because of this series of events that I've been through, but I'm really pissed off at this guy.

"I don't know... Are you an idiot? Do you think the soldiers of this country's security can be fooled by that? Do you think the royal family is stupid?"

Because I was super caught.

If it turns out that I was really not him, I'd be beheaded for sure.

"Hmm. Hmm! Well, that would be easy if you had someone on the inside, wouldn't it?"

"Well, you're an idiot."

“What?"

In the end, I was convinced by the balding messy Ossan's reply, which was quite off the mark, while laughing through my nose.

The old man's face turned bright red and he became indignant.

No, you know, it's true, isn't it?

"First of all, there is no way that the royal family, which is of the same bloodline, would overlook the fact that the head of the duke's family has been replaced by a different person at a ceremony where the whole country is present.

Before that, how could the royal family not even be aware of such things?"

If it wasn't for that, there's no way the royal family would have survived the huge pustule, that is the Prime Minister, intact.

That means I've seen through most of the Prime Minister's schemes and such.

Well, this balding messy Ossan may not be aware of at all at all.

Speaking of which, I wonder what the Prime Minister does for a living!

All I know is that he's great.

Yeah, well, whatever.

"But he's not the same person! Hey! Don't you think so?"

The ridiculous balding man who was upset and asked for opinions from the people around him.

This guy is making the image of people with lonely hair worse, so it's time for him to shut up.

Just as I was thinking about this, a new character appeared on the scene.

"What the hell is going on?"

White with silver armor, ...... I'm wearing something similar, but is this a coat? It’s fine right? I'm sure it's fine.

Anyway, that and a cloak of the same color.

A young man dressed in such gorgeous equipment.

He had silky blond hair and blue eyes.

At his appearance, the balding messy Ossan, ...... ah it's a pain in the ass, so I'll just call him hagechira² from now on.

Hagechira's face broke into a happy smile.

Uhm, it's disgusting.

"Oh, oh! Soldiers of the Order of the Guard! Pick out this insolent person! He's trying to pass himself off as the head of the duchy!"

“Wah?"

The young man raises his voice suspiciously making an unintelligible sound.

Then the young man who looked at me who was labeled insolent.

I mean, this young man.

"Oh... Michaelis, huh?

It's been a while, have you been working hard?"

You're Augusto-san's son, right?

When I called out to him to find out for sure, the young man looked at me and looked surprised for a moment!! And then he broke into a smile with such joy that I could almost hear the sound effect.

"Chichiue⁴! You're here! Yes! Of course, I am!"

He was so fresh that he couldn't even be compared to the disgusting hagechira man from earlier.

For the time being, I'll pretend that I didn't see that earlier.

But it was good! I got it right!

I looked at musuko-san, feeling very relieved inside, but with a dignified attitude on the surface.

Musuko-san looked very happy as he walked up to me, but then he suddenly opened his mouth with a worried look on his face.

"I heard from Alfred that you work a lot every day, please take a day off once in a while."

It seems that he was really worried about me.

Shitsuji-san, you don't have to report such things to musuko-san....

You can't let musuko-san worry about things like that, he has a job to do.

"...... I'd like to take the day off, but I can't. I've got a lot of paperwork to fill out while I’ve been down."

"...... That can't be helped, but please take a break in moderation."

Uhm, I'm very happy to hear that, but I don't think I can take a break until the paperwork for the last 12 years is taken care of.

I've been thinking about it for a while now, but I wonder if I can't do something about those documents with magic.

Hmm?

Huh? I think I can do something with it, don't you?

There's some kind of application or software on the computer, right? There's such a thing, right?

If you make a screen with magic power, type in numbers with magic power, and set it to add up the numbers on its own, you can do it, right?

Then all I'd have to do is copy the numbers onto a document.

If there's magic that can be printed out, ......, but that's the image of a wise man's magic, isn't it?

In other words, if I wanted to do it, I could do it, couldn't I?

As I was pondering this, Hagechira suddenly started laughing.

"...... Hahahaha! I see I see! If you have a son in the Order of Knights, it's easy for you to inform them! You're a fake, after all!

I was just thinking, but what the hell, shut up.

What's more, he started to get convinced in some incomprehensible way.

While I was annoyed at the thought inwardly, I just looked at hagechira without any outward sign of concern, when musuko-san opened his mouth with a serious face.

"............ Chichiue, is this poor man with poor hair on his head also poor inside his head?"

Wait, yes, I'm sorry, wait a minute.

Good, okay, okay, okay, calm down, me.

...... I was so surprised, I thought I was going to erupt.

I wondered what he was going to say all of a sudden, but musuko-san has a sharp tongue

I don't know if he's trying to test Augusto-san's stomach muscles or what.

Anyway, I'm still irritated, so I'll join in and spit out some venom.

"It seems so. I thought it common sense that the eldest son of the duke family is the commander of the order of knights of the kingdom."

I searched my memory, and it seems that there was a national appointment ceremony, and most of the people know about it, it's common knowledge.

"What are you talking about?"

He stammered, his gaze wandering from place to place, haphazardly hiding his agitation.

　..... I was just thinking, if you have such a distinctive head, a search of Augusto-san's memories will bring you right up, won't it?

Oh, yeah, I got it.

As soon as I thought about it, it came up immediately.

"It'll come out then, right?" It came out about halfway between "then" and "right?"

What's this?

The Honorable Nord Rhodriess- Jōkyū Hakushaku³.

It's no exaggeration to say that he's the first representative of the corrupt nobility in this country.

He's a former commoner who's risen to power in the last decade as an upstart nobleman.

It seems that he is involved in a wide range of evil activities such as drug trafficking and human trafficking behind the scenes, but there is no evidence of this, so it seems that there are some troublesome people behind him.

That seems to be the case, yes.

Can I have one?

...... It's you again!

I mean, if you go back in the memory, I've met him before, and if anything, him and Augusto-san were having a friendly chat.

You're having a very normal conversation about how your wife is suffering from chest pains or how the crops in your territory are not growing well.

"Hmm, even though I don't recognize you, I do remember you, Nord Lodriess- Jōkyū Hakushaku."

“Huh?"

Wow, what a stupid face.

"Oh, yes, your wife's illness, which you once consulted me about, was probably caused by mental illness.

I'm sure she'll improve if you just try to make her feel a little more at peace."

I think the chest pains are probably stomach pains.

It's nothing but stress, like, her husband is up to no good.

"Ehh, ehh, ehh?"

Hagechira, who was acting suspiciously and confusedly, blinking his eyes incomprehensibly, was quite the miserable sight.

I think it's time to put a stop to this!

"You don't even say hello, you don't even identify yourself, and you unilaterally make delusional statements and try to put others down.

How could you be so rude and stupid? I thought you and I were friends, but I guess not.

I hope you will stay away from me from now on."

“Ehh, ehh?"

Hagechira, still unable to grasp the situation, made an intelligent sound.

It may be that he doesn't want to understand what he has done, but it's a shame.

"Chichiue, His Majesty is about to arrive. This way, please."

"Oh, I see."

As I was about to turn on my heel at musuko-san's call, Hagechira called out to me as if in a hurry.

"Wait, wait! Wait, please! Then you are ……!"

"I don't know why I have to identify myself to people who haven't even told me their names, but that's okay.

I'm Augusto Werstein, head of the duchy himself actually?"

When said the name straightforwardly, Hagechira's face grew pale to the point where it could almost be called pallor.

“Wh……! Aa! I’m very sorry! Please, please forgive me.”

It was almost a plea.

Finally realizing what he had done, Hagechira apologized.

But basically, you should not talk to people who are higher than you until they talk to you.

However, if the other party speaks to you, it is a basic courtesy of the nobleman that the person of lower rank should identify himself first and greet him.

Hagechira skipped over everything and made fun of Augusto-san.

In some cases, this is a crime punishable by death.

But, well, no matter how hard I try, I can't sentence this Ossan, so for now, to all the people present that I have nothing to do with him anymore! I'll just declare it.

Let's see, okay, let's go with this line.

"Don't get involved with me in the future, that's all I want from you.”

I said straightforwardly, trying to maintain a condescending and disdainful gaze.

Then, Hagechira began to argue still more haphazardly.

“No! Please have mercy! If you don't, our family will!"

Oh, man. What a pain in the ass this old man is.

"... Huh, I don't know. It's rust that comes out of your own skin. Solve it yourself."

I thought about it after I said it, but I don't know who's the villain here.

No, they're definitely the bad guys, okay?

It's not my fault at all.

Just as I was calmly thinking about this, Hagechira glared at me with regret, and then pointed her finger at me.

"…… hm …… if I go under, the duchy won’t get out of this easily! Is that okay with you?”

What's that? I'm not sure what he's talking about.

“It will all work out though?”

“Wha….. !? You’re going to betray me!?"

Hagechira who opens and closes her mouth, perhaps because he's upset, looks incredibly dumb.

Oh, that's weird, huh?

"It's not like I'm betraying you, I just gave you a loan or money. I did not do anything else.

The reason for the loan was to reform your territory, right?

Isn't that a legitimate reason for the loan? What's the problem with that?"

Even in the memories, the documents had only such a reason for the loan, though?

Even if it was a false pretense to deceive the eyes of many, it said so, so there's nothing to betray, right?

“Wh…..!"

I turned away this time to leave the exclamatory Hagechira fella who stood alone, and called out to musuko-san.

"... Hmm, Michaelis."

"Yes, Chichiue?"

"At this time, I would like to inform Your Majesty about today's matter."

"Oh, I think that would be a good idea."

As I walked away with musuko-san, who agreed with a good smile, I heard a rude cry from behind me.

“God no! Only that! I beg you only not that! Please!"

"Hphm, you reap what you sow. Michaelis"

Can't you do something about this guy? I'm not sure what to make of this, but I'm sure it's a good idea.

"Yes, Chichiue.

1st Division Captain! Count Rhodriess is on his way home, give him a lift."

“Haa!"

As soldier appeared at musuko-san's orders, it ended up that he had to drag Hagechira away uglily as he shouted.

Aah! That was refreshing!!

"…… Chichiue”

“What?"

As I walked along the marble floor, the sound of my boots echoing in the air, I was suddenly approached by a voice, so I answered simply.

"It's about the Count, is this really alright?"

Musuko-san glanced at me and stared.

His voice sounded somewhat worried.

"... You don't need to worry about it."

This is something I did on my own, so you don't have to worry about it, okay? I tried to put my feelings into it, but since I was acting as Augusto-san, he probably didn't get through at all.

"No, that won’t do. I only just recently said that I would support Chichue."

"...... I see."

That's all I could say to musuko-san, who seemed determined.

I'm sorry to have caused you such unnecessary worry, as I'm sure musuko-san has his own work to do.

"... If we leave it like that, won't it be inconvenient for the Wersteins?"

"... Then I ask you, what kind of inconvenience would that be?"

"…… It’s the infamous Rhodriess- Hakushaku, I'm sure he'll use any and all means to put pressure on the Werstein territory."

Ah, I see.

So there is a possibility that they will do things to the territory.

"Hmm, our family is already notorious, but we are still second in power only to the royal family.

So there are people who will ignore that and help put pressure on us."

"......... Yes, unfortunately, the Wersteins are underestimated by the other families, so I think it can't be helped."

"... After all, twelve years is a long time…"

I guess I should go to the territory as soon as possible.

From my knowledge, it looks like Augusto-san's family home where he was born and raised.

If a territory has a lord and is well governed, it's easy to deal with anything that happens.

Yeah, the biggest problem with ruling is that I don't know what to do!

“… I wish we had a good method"

"... Hmm."

"Ah, Chichiue, please wait here with me. If he’s on time, His Majesty will be here soon."

"All right."

Three seconds later, the orchestra stopped playing and a nearby door opened with some kind of grand music, mainly trumpets, bugles, or something like that.

And then, the king himself! A man about the same age as Augusto-san, dressed like a king, accompanied by a beautiful oba⁵, no onee-san⁶ of the same age, appeared.

At that moment, I thought I made eye contact with the king for a moment, but it might have been my imagination.

"Long live His Majesty, King Stylhang Vere Lunamilia!"

"Long live!"

That kind of cheer could be heard from all over the hall.

I didn't know that was the name of the king of this country.

That's a really cool name.

The king walked gracefully and majestically through the crowd, stopping in front of a luxurious chair on a stage one step up, and looked around.

In the midst of all the hailing, the king suddenly raised his hand, and the area suddenly became quiet.

“I am Stylhang Vere Lunamilia! Thank you for coming here on the eve of our National Day! Well, that's all for now, everyone, enjoy the next three days!

Glory to the Kingdom of Lunamilia!"

The crowd immediately erupted in cheers. They wrapped around the venue and shouted glory to the Kingdom of Lunamilia! Repeating one by one.

The cheers were like those of a celebrity in front of a crowd.

I guess that's what a king is supposed to do.

It was the next moment when I thought about it.

This time, I couldn't believe it was my imagination, but my eyes met the king's.

And then, for some reason, the king walked towards me with his hands outstretched, walking fast.

The next moment, the king's fast walk turned into a gallop and then a dash.

I was bewildered without understanding the reason, but for some reason, my body reflexively moved when the king came dashing towards me.

If I had to describe it, I would say the most appropriate sound effect is gashi-tsu⁷.

Uhm

I grabbed the king's face with one hand as hard as I could.

... How did this happen?!!!

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//Melki: these people really got slapped in the face, expecting a pig but getting a cold beauty oji-sama. Hagechira (wait sorry I mean Count Rhodriess) is literally the dumbest character ever. Looking forward to the king though.

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[1] : 畳(Jō) - kanji for tatami/tatami mats, here it's used to measure space by the number of tatami mats that could occupy it, and just in case you guys don’t know what a tatami is, here is a tatami room, a tatami mat is each individual rectangle you see in the ground.

畳(Jō) is in a way working as a measuring unit here, like cm, ft, m, etc, for example, 8畳(Hachi-Jō) is used in this case. I thought for a while whether to keep using Jō or just leave tatami, but I thought it’d be easier to understand and harder to forget just leaving tatami in there instead of Jō. Sizes of the actual mats vary from region to region, so I can’t really tell which one she means, examples: ~ 1.8 m x 0.9 m - 5.9 ft x 3.0 ft; 1.76 m x 0.88 m (Tokyo). I’d say the most standard full-size tatami is 3 ft x 6 ft. At least as far as I could find.

[2] : ハゲチラ - it’s an abbreviation of what he was previously using which is quite long: 禿げ散らかったオッサン(hage chirakatta ossan) - balding messy Ossan(old man/uncle/etc)

[3] : 上級伯爵 - Senior Count

[4] : 父上 - father, in Japan it was used in samurai families prior to the Meiji period

[5] : おば - from おばさん(oba-san), meaning aunt/old lady/ma’am(vocative)

[6] : お姉さん - elder sister/(vocative) young lady/miss

[7] : ガシッ- SFX grabbing or tugging something; a sudden, forceful action/jumping up from stationary position; like a *glomp* or something sometimes.