Tanaka Family Reincarnates: Volume 3 (eBook)

Choco (Autor)

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2025
250 Seiten
J-Novel Club (Verlag)
978-1-7183-1327-9 (ISBN)

Infos

The Tanakas are back and they're facing their greatest foe yet: international politics! What's stranger is that this new country they're involved with seems to be Japan in all but name. Melsa's determination to keep them from standing out has, unfortunately, been for naught. In a brief lapse of judgment, Emma spoke Japanese in front of the prince of the new world...and he understood every word. The whole royal family is now in a tizzy, desperate for the Tanakas' help to broker good relations with the Eastern Empire. Will the Tanakas be able to handle such a task? Will their knowledge of their past lives be a blessing or a curse for them? Just how Japanese is this new world? And most importantly...will the Tanakas get to eat Japanese food again?! The Tanakas and their cats will just have to find out!

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Chapter 38: Bridal-Carried by the Prince

“Lady Emma, a carriage from the Sullivan house has arrived for you.” At the sound of her maid’s voice, the girl in a white floral dress turned around. Her outfit was a far cry from the revealing clothes that were popular in the capital, but it suited her nicely.

The girl, with golden blonde hair, light green eyes, and flawless pale skin, nodded with a worried expression. The frail young thing did her best to hide her sighs from her maid. If she just sat quietly, she would appear to be a perfectly proper young lady, but alas...

“Martha? Do I really have to go?” The girl had been invited to a banquet where the royal family would be in attendance. She had begged and cried to be excused from it, but she was the daughter of a count—no matter how rural her region—and an invitation from royalty was something a count’s daughter couldn’t escape.

“Lady Emma, if you truly do not wish to go, you can tell Duchess Sullivan yourself. Now be off. You mustn’t keep her waiting.” Martha wasn’t so easily moved, well-versed in her attempts to get out of school with those same puppy-dog eyes. She’d been taking care of the girl her whole life, so she knew far too well what she was trying to do.

“M-My stomach kinda hurts!”

“You must have eaten too much.”

“I-I have a headache!”

“I’m sure it’s just your imagination.”

“I-I might have a cold?”

“A fake one, I presume.”

“Urgh... Martha, you’re so awful to me...” Emma slumped her shoulders and trudged to the carriage, fully resigned to her fate.

The woman accompanying Emma today was none other than Duchess Hilda Sullivan, her grandmother from her mother’s side. She was an exceptionally stern woman who was known throughout the capital as the Etiquette Demon. It was no wonder Emma was so insistent on staying home. On top of it all, she’d be under constant surveillance, and her brothers (who were usually around to back her up) were not invited. However, sympathy was not a thing that could be afforded to her.

After all, she and her brothers had snuck out of the house without permission and stayed overnight in the slums, of all places. It was unthinkable behavior for a lady of her status. Emma was the Herald of Hullabaloos. The worst troublemaker. A walking disaster. Upon the children’s return, their mother Melsa’s rage had reached a fever pitch, and she decreed that Emma was to undergo one-on-one lessons with the Etiquette Demon herself as punishment. That night’s banquet was a part of the punishment, so she couldn’t escape it no matter what. As they say, one reaps what one sows.

“Emma, be careful out there.”

“Mrowr!”

Though it would only take a few minutes to get to the castle where the banquet was being held, the whole family (cats included) had lined up to see Emma off at the door. Leonard was nodding in fervent approval at her, pleased with how adorable she looked all dressed up.

“Emma. You know what your goal is at the castle, right?” Melsa gave her last warning.

“I know, I know. Don’t stand out.” Emma had heard the same line over and over again all day, and she was tired of it.

“Just stay calm, okay, sis? Calm!”

“Just listen to what grandmother says and don’t do anything weird, no matter what!” William and George couldn’t go with her, and that had them worried as well, so they piled on the warnings too.

“I’ll be fine. I swear, I can do this.” Emma had thrown a tantrum about not wanting to go in front of Martha, but with all this nagging, she couldn’t help but want to talk back. It’s not like I’m the one causing issues all the time. Besides, I’m not a little kid! I don’t need to hear the same thing over and over again! Everything had been fine until she’d arrived at the banquet...

“Lady Emma? A-Are you able to speak, um, the Empire’s language?”

Less than an hour later, the family’s worst fears had been realized.

Look, I may have spilled the beans, but it’s still good... Emma thought, though she was standing smack-dab in the center of attention at the banquet. She’d snapped at her family about how she’d be fine, but it was just one disaster after another tonight.

They’d seated her far from her grandmother. And that seat happened to be at a table with the four great ducal families’ children, the second-born prince, and the guest of honor, the prince of the Eastern Empire. Everyone had eyes on her table from the start.

Mother, you see this, right? The only way for me not to stand out here is if I’m completely invisible.

The one thing she’d been looking forward to (the cooking) was something she had never seen in this world. No, it was something she’d only dreamed of since she’d been reincarnated: a full-blown Japanese meal of spinach salad with sesame dressing, miso-glazed eggplant, and rolled omelet. And as if that weren’t enough, the language the imperial prince had spoken was very obviously Japanese.

How was she supposed to figure out what to do here? This was more like a buffet of ridiculousness than a banquet of food.

William, you see what I’m dealing with here, right? It’s not my fault, right?

She’d tried everything in her power to not stand out. To not make her grandmother angry. Yet when she’d seen the imperial prince Tasuku Hinomoto struggling with his words...

George, you understand, right? You’ve gotta lend a hand when someone’s in trouble, right?

Emma had just thought it would be nice to give the imperial prince a helping hand out of the kindness of her heart, and that had been the finishing blow. The beans had been well and truly spilled.

“Um... I, uh... Did you understand what I said?”

“You were amazing! Your, um, pronunciation, and grammar, and formality were all perfectly imperial! I heard that, um, our language was very, um, difficult for people in your kingdom, but! I’ve, um, never! Met anyone who could speak as well as you!” He must have been overjoyed, because he was gripping both of Emma’s hands and almost seemed like he could hug her.

She was fully in the spotlight now. Nobody was getting more attention than Emma.

“Emma! You can speak the imperial language?!” The king, who had freed Emma from the imperial prince’s grasp, was shocked through and through. However, though she’d initially assumed he’d come to her rescue, he was now firmly grasping Emma by the arms.

This was less rescuing her and more taking the prince’s place.

Why is the king getting in on all this mess?! Doesn’t he know how terrifying my grandmother is?!

Oh, but he’s so close...

But now’s not the time for that! But surprise looks pretty damn good on him... I wouldn’t mind if a rugged, muscular man like the king were to pull me into a hug... Wait.

Actually, now might be my chance!

Before she knew it, a devilish idea had come to her mind. She knew perfectly well that this was not the time to be hoping for something like this, but she knew what she was about, and she wasn’t going to deny herself. She stiffened, waiting for his warm embrace to make up for all this hubbub...but suddenly, someone pulled the king away from her.

I was so close...

“Your Majesty! You mustn’t grab Emma’s right arm like that! Think of her wounds! You’ll hurt her!” This time, the prince came to her rescue by pulling the king off of her. “Emma, are you all right?” Prince Edward seemed genuinely worried for her.

The king had been holding her by her upper arms, where the deepest of her wounds had been (though it was covered by her dress). The prince had seen the true extent of them before they had healed, so he was always on alert about it.

Emma’s first thought was that he’d ruined the moment, but she instantly felt guilty for the impulse.

Sorry, Your Highness, but...my wounds are totally healed, so I’m fine. I lied and said it still hurt so I could get out of dancing, but I’m actually totally fine. Really. I’m completely fine. So you don’t have to worry. I’m fine. Emma kept apologizing to the prince in her heart.

The king snapped out of his stupor when he saw his son’s concern and was now looking Emma’s way with worry. “Oh no, Emma! Did I hurt you? Are you okay?”

The royal family shouldn’t apologize so easily! I know you’re not technically saying it, but it’s written all over your face! I’m super grateful that you’d allow me to save that expression in my mental silver fox folder, though!

But more importantly, why were the imperial prince and the king acting so rashly? They were both royalty, so it was odd to see them lose their composure. They said it was rare to find someone who spoke the imperial language, but Emma didn’t even know where the Eastern Empire was.

“I-I’m quite all right, Your Majesty. Please, pay me no mind.” Emma tried to smile it all off, but this made it clear that she was the center of the commotion. She was too scared to even look in her...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 7.7.2025
• Reihe/Serie: The Tanaka Family Reincarnates
• Illustrationen: Choco
• Übersetzer: Choco
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Fantasy / Science Fiction ► Fantasy
• Schlagworte: Cats • Comedy • Family • High Society • lighthearted • Light Novel • Low Fantasy
• ISBN-10: 1-7183-1327-6 / 1718313276
• ISBN-13: 978-1-7183-1327-9 / 9781718313279