Resurrection of Duke Werstein ~ I Didn’t Hear Anything About Being A Middle-aged Man ~ 20

The king's heartfelt shout was so sad and regretful that he looked like he was about to cry, and grief was the best word to describe his face.

Normally, this would be a very serious scene.

But for me, who is a different person inside, it's not hard to imagine that if I wasn't a wise man, I would have had a terrible headache.

What's with the kingly appearance and calling himself “boku"?

No, in the world, to call yourself boku, what is that called again, first person? Well whatever.

I don't mean to speak ill of people like that.

Because their personalities and the way they live their lives are very cool to some people, uhm.

But this king is no good.

The way he talks and acts makes him seem unreliable.

No, but I can’t possibly relax in such a serious situation, even if with that appearance he says boku! There’s no way I can point that out.

If it comes to this, I have no choice but to keep on trying my best.

Ah it’s painful, what’s with this situation.

I was lamenting inwardly, but I couldn't just stay like this, so I re-focused myself and opened my mouth, putting all the effort I could into my eyes and acting like I was serious.

"It's obvious! Because that's who stands above the people!"

The difference between my inner and outer tensions was so great that it made me feel very uncomfortable, but I held my ground.

"No! Why do I have to, to my precious friend!"

The king's voice was raised in objection, and he looked like a spoiled child, and the reality of such a cool man doing such a thing made me feel indescribable.

It’s no good, hang in there, let’s switch this up.

It's okay, I can do it, I can do it if I try.

It was full of contradictions, but I had to do it.

Anyway, here I am, assembling the lines in my head and searching for the best words to say.

First, I'll point out what the problem was.

I put a lot of pressure on my stomach and look at the king.

"You're the king! You’re more righteous than anyone else, and you must bear more responsibility than anyone else!

That you, of all people can’t be driven by the flow and make a mistake!"

I raised my hand to hit the table, but I quickly judged that with Augusto-san's specs it would probably end up smashed. So I squeezed my hands and slowly lowered them.

That was close, that was close.

I guess my words were right on target.

The king's expression twisted somehow with regret.

That’s obvious.　

That kind of king would be nothing more than a nuisance to the people.

In fact, I wouldn't even want to live in a country with a king like that.

The king, knew all of that, but couldn't accept it. With the expression of a brat, he averted his gaze from me.

… King, you bastard, you don’t get it at all.　

Augusto-san's reputation is already not good, and if something like that happens, it’s not surprising if he were to be accused of holding the king's weakness and blackmailing him into cheating.

I mean, I feel like that's already happening, but I want to chalk it up to my imagination.

I ignore the king who is still averting my gaze, attempts to argue stubbornly, and continue.

"If you were worried, then you should have just confined me!

Why did you leave it be!?

If it's between my life and the people's, the people's is many times more important!"

This is definitely not wrong.

I can only imagine how many people had to suffer because that pig of a man, Augusto-san, was left on the loose.

The only thing I can do is imagine, but no matter how I think about it, it’s obvious it was nothing but difficult.

Without even taking that into account it’s precisely because he took the trouble to follow up on the matter, that it only made the damage worse and prolonged it even more.

It's nothing but the worst.

The king of a country, even if a friend is in the position of having to in order to save a hundred, cut off that one, that is his friend.

If he didn't want him to die, he should have imprisoned him until he came to his senses or until he died.

The king, who was supposed to support the country, is nothing but a fool to turn a blind eye to the corruption of the nobles and then try to protect them.

Because a nobleman is a position exactly because there are common people, right?

If the people don't like them, the nobleman has no choice but to die.

Even if they manage to get by, they will eventually go bankrupt somewhere.

It's karma, it's what you deserve, and as a result, you will die in a coup d'etat.

I really wonder what this king is doing.

Even if the king doesn't die, I might die because I'll be blamed for everything, damn it.

In response to my lecture, I thought the king finally glanced at me, but then he stiffened, and finally turned over with a tearful look on his face as he raised his eyebrows.

“Uhh ……"

He also leaked out such a voice unreliably.

… It’s no good. This king is a naughty boy.

What’s wrong, it's not only that he knew what he was doing, but also the fact that this king got really depressed when I lectured him.

Because, you know, this wonderful ojisama who is full of dignity is kind of drooling.

No, where did the dignity go?

What should I do? Should I just spank him? I can't?

I'd like to hit him with a harisen¹ or something, but… I can’t?

Uhm, with Augusto-san specs, it will become a splatter.

While I was looking at the king with some regret, I noticed that his shrinking condition was gradually accelerating.

At first he was just drooping, but before I knew it, he was hunched over, and then he shaking with a purupuru² and shrank his figure, and as a result, he become compacted quite small for his size.

…… The hell is this.

At that moment, the queen, who had been completely absent until now, suddenly opened her mouth.

"... Augusto-sama, please let him go with that. This person was desperate too."

The queen's words, spoken apologetically and somewhat regretfully, suddenly made me calm down.

I tried my best to be calm, but I guess I couldn't be completely calm.

It can't be helped.

No matter how angry I am, I can't be a big guy accusing someone and scaring the hell out of them in front of a woman, even if she's my age.

Uhm, it’s no good.

"... No, me too, for raising my voice at you. I'm sorry…"

I feel guilty, so I honestly say the words of apology, but on the outside, I'm trying hard not to spoil Augusto-san's dignity, so it's quite a hard work ...... No, it's not that hard because of Augusto-san's specs.

Actually somehow it was super easy to do, this is awesome.

"No, please don't apologize. This person is the one who's at fault after all."

The queen smiles sadly as she quietly tells me in a gentle voice.

Yes, if it wasn't for me, this would have been a very serious scene.

"Augusto, I can't ask you to forgive me, I'm really... I'm sorry."

With a complex expression of guilt, regret, and self-loathing, the shrinking king made a quiet apology.

I was tempted to let out a huge sigh at the king, but I held it in.

I thought for a moment about how much more I had to endure, but I’ll ignore it for now.

"... Your Majesty, if you're going to apologize, please don't do it in the first place."

"... Are you mad at me?"

I said calmly, and the king glanced up at me and asked fearfully.

Ah, what should I do, I want to spank him so badly right now.

No, it’s no good, bear with it, me. Hang in there.

Inwardly, my face twitches grandly, and I open my mouth, trying desperately to mend it somehow, even though it would be completely unrecognizable on the outside.

"... I'm dumbfounded."

"No, you're angry, aren't you? That's why you're being such a stranger."

Then the king shrank back, now pouting his lips slightly, and he began to behave in a frightened, sulky way, that kind of annoying manner.

I'm not saying that this is an attitude that a middle-aged man should not have at all, but when he does something that a toddler would do, I just want to spank him with all my might.

Somebody give me a harisen.

Ah, it's no good, a harisen made of ice might come out, let's not.

"......... I'm just being sensible of my position, you know?

If it were the original me, my facial muscles would have tensed up in a big way due to my lack of training.

However, as I thought thanks to Augusto-san's specs, I was able to but on a calm act.

I don't really like it being left to my specs, but for now, I'm grateful.

However, the moment I said so quietly, the king cried to the queen with a tragic face, somewhat exaggeratedly.

"He's still angry...! Lily, what should I do! Augusto is angry!"

"I think it would be better if you straightforward took the lecture."

The queen laughed softly like that and smoothly abandoned the king.

“Ehh!? Lily you're so heartless!"

“Say as you please"

The queen smiles lazily as she watches the king exaggerate his grief.

All of a sudden, a tremendous sense of guilt struck my heart at the joyful banter of such an amicable couple, as if it were a comedy act.

In my mind's eye, I saw the Augusto-san of the past, who was watching the two of them, much younger than he is now, with a dumbfounded but somewhat amused look on his face.

Oh, here we go again, I thought, but I was enjoying it and smiling.

However, the who held those feelings, wasn't me.

... Why am I here?

Because this was supposed to be Augusto-san's place.

This is a relationship that was created by Augusto-san, a relationship of trust that was created because Augusto-san lived.

"...... I'm sorry."

I felt so guilty that my apology spilled out.

It was precisely because Augusto-san was Augusto-san that this warm space existed.

It wasn't not me who was thought of as important, but Augusto-san.

That’s why.

This isn’t a place that I should be.

"Why is Augusto apologizing?"

The king's curious question brought my gaze back to him, and I could see his face, which looked sincerely curious.

I felt so guilty that I couldn't think of anything else, so I opened my mouth with all my might.

“… I, no, …. Augusto Werstein has died.

I have no memory of growing up with the two of you, and I am no longer the Augusto you knew."

The reason why I couldn't change my tone of voice to my true self was due to my insufferable pride as an actress.

Augusto-san can’t have a okama³ tone.

I felt frustrated when I thought about it that way.

… Wrong.

In truth, it was because I was resigned to the fact that no one would accept me, who was a girl.

As I let out a small breath, fed up with my own weakness, and felt my heart lighten, though only slightly, and as if to regain my composure, I stared at the king and told him in a mumble.

"I'm a different person."

I said it plainly, but crisply, putting a lot of pressure on my abdomen so that even a mumbling voice could be heard.

I'm sorry.

I made a wish to live, but I didn’t want this.

I didn’t at all, ever, not even a little bit, thought that I wanted to live in someone else's place.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Even so, I don't think even a little, that I want to die, not even by a grain of rice.

"......... Augusto, you never change."

To those gentle, calm, and slightly troubled words at some point I had returned my gaze back, which had been lowered.

Then I saw the king looking at me with a nostalgic, but slightly troubled smile.

"… Your Majesty?

I haven't changed? Why not? I'm a different person, you know?

I don't know what he means, so I can only call out to him, and he begins to speak quietly.

"Serious, negative thinking, hates crooked things, actually hot-headed."

The king spoke of Augusto-san with a nostalgic, happy expression on his face.

If you say it like that, I'm sure that Augusto-san might have said something similar if he had lived with me.

I don't know if he actually would, but I felt that the Augusto-san in my memory would have done so.

With a gentle smile on his face, the king continued.

"And I don't mind if you are a different person inside.

You've become a wise man, so it's not surprising that it's possible."

... I don't know what this person is talking about.

As I thought I didn't understand, so I opened my mouth as if to confirm.

"……… Even if I say the soul of another person has intruded?"

My voice was grave as I said this, but the king tilted his head, expression unchanged.

"Is that so? What kind of person is that person?"

"A young woman. Died suddenly in the middle of pursuing her dream."

"What was her name?"

“Youko."

“Youko, is it.⁴

Hmm, Augusto has never lied to me, so I believe it."

It was a straightforward look, one as if fully trusting me.

... Oh, this is no good.

He didn't understand me.

I think it's probably because I'm still playing Augusto's role even now.

But, probably this person hasn't realized that Augusto's soul doesn't exist in this world anymore.

When I thought of that, I felt very disappointed and discouraged, though it was very selfish.

I'm sure the king thinks that I'm mixed in with Augusto-san's soul.

... Then, forget it.

“Augusto?"

"What is it?"

"What's with the sudden silence?"

"No, I was just thinking that I've been blessed with good friends."

The king asked curiously, and I answered as if it was exactly as the words said.

As Augusto-san would do, I said calmly, but with a bit of dismay, and then, as I'm sure Augusto-san would feel the same way, with a bit of guilt on his face, but still with a bit of happiness.

While acting out a complicated expression, I inwardly mocked myself.

I don't think there are many people as stupid as me.

I'm an idiot, no matter how I think about it, to confide in someone when I don't want anyone to notice.

After all I am nothing more than a foreign object in this world.

I'm a soul that shouldn't exist.

Then it's even more important that no one find out about it.

I knew it.

... Hm?

Suddenly I realized that I was a wise man, so only a little came out, but a strange sweat broke out.

No, no, no, wait a minute, I...

Keep calm, think it over.

Am I an idiot after passing the stupid hurdle?

What am I am I saying as if going somewhere to die?

That was dangerous!

What are you trying to reveal to the king, me! As I thought they won’t notice- …, it’s not time to be getting depressed about that! I'll be beheaded if it's find out!

Rather I’m glad he didn't notice! I'm glad the king is a little disappointing!

No, this is a result of my acting skills! As expected of me!

But I dripped cold sweat…, what am I doing ……!

The unconscious mind is scary. From now on I'll try to think more and more before I act.

I'm sure Augusto-san's specs will allow me to think in a matter of seconds, so I should be able to handle it.

Alright, do your best, me.

“Uhm? Augusto, you, where's the ring?"

The king unexpectedly asked me such a question, and I stopped thinking for a moment.

Well, what is it?

If it's the ring of the head of the family, I'm wearing it, but it's not that, is it?

“I mean Julia's ring, you're not wearing it?"

Uhm? Julia-san's ring?

Well, uhm, alright, it’s times like this that I should search Augusto-san's knowledge, Julia-san's ring, Julia-san's ring...

"Hey, dear, that's enough, you really have no delicacy at all ... I'm sorry, Augusto-san.”

As I was searching, the queen hurriedly stepped in to stop it.

I did get the results, but it sounds like I don’t have to say anything.

"I'm sorry, Augusto …"

"No, don't worry about it."

The king started to look depressed again, but I decided to answer him in a dignified and appropriate manner.

Meanwhile, as for the search results I should start from what an engagement and a marriage certificate are in this country.

What you need is a stone the color of each other's eyes.

It can be of any size.

During the course of the engagement, the stones are exchanged and both parties work the stones of each other's eye color into jewelry of their choice.

Mostly, earrings and necklaces are made.

When the couple gets married, the jewelry is transformed into rings, bangles, and other types of jewelry that can be worn on the hand.

Therefore, in this country, they don't call it a wedding ring, but a ring or a bracelet with the partner's name.

Incidentally, when a person is predeceased by his or her partner, the rings of both the surviving and the deceased are often placed in the coffin, or the rings of the deceased partner and the rings of the remaining person are exchanged and buried.

For financial reasons, the former tends to be the nobility, while the latter is the general public.

The above was Augusto-san's knowledge.

However, considering the king's appearance, it seems that Augusto-san was always carrying Julia's ring with him.

What should I do? I didn't bring it with me today.

But I'm glad it seems I don't have to tell you right now.

But more importantly, I have to find where the ring is when I get home.

“However Augusto, what do you plan to do?"

“About what?"

As I was turning ideas in my head of where the ring might be, the king suddenly asked me another question that I didn't understand, so I just questioned him back, the king closed and opened his mouth a few times in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and then said in a whisper.

"... The books don't add up, do they?"

Uhm.

"Whose fault is that?"

"I'm sorry."

As I glanced at him as if looking at a deranged person, and he quickly apologized.

"No, seriously I'm really sorry.

So, with that, murder? I'm just squishing a bug though? Don't look at me with that look, I'm scared, I'm seriously scared."

Uhm, I'm sorry too, king, well, Augusto-san's has a scary face, it was really scary, I can't help it.

I just thought about it now, but I used it for the first time, scary face⁵.

As expected of Augusto-san, right.

But I've used the word Udon⁶ quite often.

Delicious isn’t it, Udon.

Oh, no, I want to eat Japanese food so badly.

I want to eat udon with bonito soup⁷, or even kombu soup⁸.

I want to eat udon.

I want to eat it with sweet fried tofu⁹, green onion, boiled eggs, tenkasu¹⁰, and a little bit of shichimi¹¹ on top.

Oh, but meat udon is good, too.

… Uh, I feel like… I think I'm hungry.

This won't do, what were we talking about, eh, yeah, we're talking about the ledger.

"... I'm in the process of recalculating.

Then I'm going to check how much of it is actually unaccounted for and see if there's any difference between that and what we have on hand."

In a slight panic in my brain, I regained my composure and told him again in an outwardly completely normal, but slightly dumbfounded manner, then picked up my teacup and swallowed the cold, lukewarm tea in my mouth.

Uhm, it's expensive, isn't it? It tastes good even if it's lukewarm.

Amazing huh, luxury.

"Well... If you don't mind, I'll send my trusted tax agent."

“Unnecessary."

I rejected the king's suggestion, even interrupting him in the middle of his speech.

"Why, Augusto! You're still mad at me, aren't you?

“That’s not it."

Ga-n¹²! With a reaction that was almost audible the king who lamented making a sound effect similar to that, was plainly annoying, so I immediately denied it, but I don't know if the king wasn't listening or what, but he cried out to the queen again, lamenting exaggeratedly.

"Lily! Augusto is angry!"

“My, my."

"Listen to what I have to say"

"Yes! I'm very sorry!"

Perhaps it was because I was irritated, but my voice was exceptionally cold, and at that moment the king apologized to me with a very serious face.

For now, while exhaling lightly in a dumbfounded manner I decided to tell him the reason, or rather the premise.

"…… Seriously, you ….

I'm not going to let anyone else get involved in my affairs when I don't know where they're going to leak from or when they’ll hit me behind my back."

I don't like the idea of having someone else help me with my finances, it scares me.

I'm the type of person who can't entrust my wallet to even a friend, let alone a family member.

I was thinking such, when the king tilted his head with a strange expression.

"But since Augusto has become a wise man, wouldn't it be pointless even if you were to be caught in your sleep?"

"… It’s an analogy, you fool.

I meant in a political sense or otherwise a social sense."

Ah, I just called the king a fool.

What should I do, somehow it came out of my mouth. I wonder if Augusto-san and the king were always like this.

“Uhm, even so I don’t think there's anyone who could do such a thing to a wise man, but…"

As the king stroked his chin and beard, and didn't seem to be particularly bothered by this, I guessed ah, it was probably always like this.

"Well, I don’t plan to make use of the information that I've become a wise man."

"Why not? There is no other card as powerful as this one."

"That's exactly why I want to use it as a trump card."

The king's voice was surprised, but he sounded somewhat agitated. I replied calmly and put down the teacup I was still holding.

The trump card was just a pretext.

If I reveal it to the world now, I might get scammed like that old man, or get into all sorts of trouble.

I don’t want that, I'm already in a lot of trouble right now, and if there's more trouble, I don't think I can handle it.

At least, I'd like to ask for it to happen when things have settled down.

While inwardly I was thinking such a foolish thing, outwardly I looked at the king seriously and earnestly.

The king's eyebrows lowered sadly, but he looked somewhat resigned, then a little troubled, and then he covered his eyes with one hand and muttered.

"... Why do you always try to carry a heavy burden, Augusto…"

His voice sounded sad, but also helpless.

Always, which means that Augusto in the past also went out of his way to choose something that was more burdensome for him.

"It's for the best, so it can't be helped."

“But, like that it will destroy… !"

Yes, I'm sure that's why the Augusto's of the past went under.

However, I am not a woman who can be crushed so easily.

I'm not going to let you underestimate a woman who has all three of the following: insensitivity, nimbleness, and randomness!

I won’t think something like, I'm not proud of it at all!

"Hmm, recalculating, governing, and defending myself is such a burden that it would crush me?"

Maybe it's not just that, but I have to say it outright.

I don't have confidence in myself, and I don't think I can do it, but I'm sure with Augusto's specs it will be fine.

I'm sure!!

Seeing me like that, the king was a little surprised and blindsided.

"...... Augusto, have you changed, a little?"

As if to answer the king's words, the edge of my mouth lifted up and I grinned.

If I do that with Augusto's face, it might be terribly scary, but it should get the vibe that I'm confident through.

Probably.

"You realize that now, don't you? I told you, I'm not the Augusto you knew."

I said crisply, and the king had a stupid, stunned look on his face for a moment, and then chuckled troubled and lowered the hand that was covering his eyes, muttering.

"...... You're right, you're stronger."

“Like that it sounds like I was weak before."

I wrinkled nt brow lightly and replied as if to say that I’m offended.

No, as a matter of fact, I think that Augusto-san was a weak person.

However, I judged that he probably wasn't aware of it, and that's why I said and did what I did.

"What? You've always been a coward to Julia."

"I see, Your Majesty wants me to hold his face again."

“Ah, eh, I'm sorry! Please forgive me!"

I saw out of the corner of my eye that the queen was smilingly watching over us as we exchanged these words.

Personally, I don't want her to watch over us, I want her to stop us.

I’m super worried if this is really okay.

Okay, it's times like this when we should divert the conversation to another direction!

"By the way, about Nord Rhodriess- jokyo hakushaku…"

"Oh, that guy.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, he's a pathetic guy who's being used as a pawn."

When I asked him about Hagechira, the king gave a small snort and rubbed his beard and chin with one hand while responding as such.

Heh, so that's what hagechira looks like from the king's point of view.

But a discarded pawn, huh.

"I see, one of the paths I might have taken eventually, huh."

"... Yeah, if it stayed like that it wouldn’t have been strange if it turned out like that."

“Then, even more so I wish you hadn't left me be."

I pointed out to the king, who agreed with my calm words with a wry smile, while giving him a blank stare.

Then, the king looked troubled, as if he had just been hit with a sore spot.

"Don't say that, Augusto.

At that time, I may have lost the ability to make normal judgments without even realizing it."

"Are you saying that things are different now?"

When I asked quietly, the king laughed, looking somewhat refreshed.

"I think I'm awake. It was a wake-up call for me.

Julia was a dear friend to me, too.

That's why I was afraid that I would lose you next."

"... I see."

I get it. That's what you mean.

Well, yes, I guess that's what a normal person would do.

I guess he's a king, so he's in a terrible position.

This king is probably not suited to be a monarch.

I saw that he was getting by with the help of the people around him.

"Hey, Augusto, won't you call me Iru¹³ anymore?”

When I was pondering, the king suddenly asked me such a question, so for a moment my train of thought stopped.

Oh, no! The conversation came back to a similar place!

Stop this kind of thing! I don't know what the best way to handle this is.

‘Cause I'm not Augusto-san after all!

While thinking about this, It's not like I can not answer the question.

"... When I feel like it."

"... Oh, oh I see!"

I was still pained to see the king smiling happily at my reply, which was just complete procrastination, but I pretended it was my imagination.

Then I went back to the party venue, but as soon as I returned, the area was enveloped in a mysterious light.

While various lights were flying around softly and fluffily, a particularly large six-colored light illuminated the venue.

When I looked around to see what was going on, I saw people who were also confused, and I realized that this light was apparently visible to everyone in the hall.

At that moment, I heard a low voice in my head.

'...We are the King of Spirits.'

What?

As I stood there in a state of extreme confusion, I heard murmurs and confused voices coming from everywhere.

"What, the King of Spirits…?"

"Why are you in the castle?"

"No, more importantly, everyone kneel down!"

It seems that everyone can hear them, as they are all panicking in confusion.

Uhm, I'm sorry, I don't understand.

At that moment, the voice echoed in my head once again.

'There's no need to be afraid.'

It was the voice different from the previous one, the voice of a man, low and nice.

'We have appeared here for the rebirth of a new wiseman.'

'The new wiseman, Augusto Werstein.'

'We, the King of Spirits, congratulate you on your rebirth.'

A woman's gentle voice, a girl's voice, and then a graceful woman's voice spun the words in turn.

There were ohs… in the form of murmurs of exclamations from all around the crowd.

Rather than that can I say one thing.

Kami-sama, what the hell are you doing, goddamn it.

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A/n: hang in there, ojisama

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//Melki: got to love the king, got to love the Kings of Spirits for ruining Youko's plans, kakaka

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[1] : ハリセン - paper fan used in slapstick comedy. Like this:

And this:

[2] : プルプル - SFX for trembling from fear, embarrassment, anger, or some other emotion.

[3] : オカマ - male homosexual/effeminate man/male transvestite; often used in the derogative and it’s a colloquialism usually written in kana.

[4] : Stylhang says the kana (ヨーコ), Youko says the kanji (陽子) but the pronunciation should be about the same.

[5] : 顔怖(Kao kowa) - 顔(kao)’s katagana is ガン(gan) and the hiragana is かお(kao) - meaning face or expression; 怖(kowa)’s katagana is フホ(fuho) and it comes from the hiraganas こわい(kowai) - scary/frightening/eerie/dreadful, こわがる(kowagaru) -to be afraid of/to fear/to dread/to be nervous (about)/to be shy (of), おじる(ojiru) - to be scared, and おそれる(osoreru) - to fear/to be afraid of

[6] : For those who don’t know what Udon is, they’re thick Japanese wheat noodles. Something like this:

(Niku)Meat Udon:

(You might want to scroll to number 11 so you don’t have to keep going back up and down to see what the foods are.)

[7] : 鰹出汁 (katsuo dashi) - (dried) bonito stock. This:

[8] : 昆布出汁(kobu dashi) - soup stock made from kombu; 昆布(konbu) - kombu, normally a Saccharina japonica, konbu, kelp, any edible species from the Laminariaceae family. Something similar to this:

[9] : 甘いお揚げ(amai o-age) - sweet (甘い - amai) aburaage, thin deep-fried slices of tofu. This is what it looks like:

[10] : 天かす - tenkasu, crunchy bits of fried batter left after cooking tempura. This thing:

[11] : 七味を - shichimi, seven delicious flavors/blend of seven spices (cayenne, sesame, Japanese pepper, citrus peel, etc). Looks like this:

(Well that was a lot of food wasn’t it ( -‸-,))

[12] : ガーン - SFX for a state of depression/disappointment/dramatized desperation; it can also be the sound of a gong.

[13] : イル - part of his name, シュタイルハング(Shutairuhangu) - Stylhang; it’s technically the "yl" part but I thought it would be nice to leave the romaji, just to leave some of the flavor of the original Japanese.