I enter the lodging and rest as if nothing happened, and the day changes.
Today too, classes that aren't very important to me proceed, and I watch them. Unlike humans, I don't need to care about grades or make efforts to gain knowledge.
If needed, I can just create harvesters, right?
I watch the classes while simultaneously viewing the world through the harvesters' eyes.
The Purple Twilight Association in Bern City.
It's an organization created to survive during the accident that occurred in Bern City. Originally, it was spontaneously created by the second harvester I made, but after the accident, it officially announced itself as a charity organization. The royal family provided financial support there.
Officially, the royal family didn't support it, and even the office people don't have clear evidence of where the money came from.
But there's a harvester who noticed where the funds came from.
I learned by eavesdropping on what that harvester said.
And when that support was cut off, those who felt they had suffered losses gathered together.
Of course, not all harvesters are trying to cause discord in the Purple Twilight Association. Rather, it's only an extremely small portion.
But sometimes a loud minority seems to represent the majority. And if that becomes the majority, people who get swept up in the flow and participate appear.
It will surely escalate into a big fight.
In fact, even now, there are people inciting others by gathering people in front of the office. They shout that the office embezzled money and that they should hand it over.
The office side presents organized records of financial transactions, but those people shout that it's lies. Probably even the shouting people know it's true.
But here, the truth isn't important.
Because the will to somehow recover what they feel they've lost by their own standards is stronger.
It's selfish.
That's a good thing.
What happens to others comes later. First, you have to survive yourself. That's what any living being should naturally do.
Therefore, self-sacrifice has value. Would it have value if everyone did it? I like such a world. A world where sacrificing for someone else is noble.
In other words, it means a world overflowing with selfish people.
Befitting a world with many selfish people, they act selfishly.
Right now, some selfish individuals have just entered the office, overturning tables and kicking chairs to break them.
The atmosphere is hostile.
Verbal fights break out, and they grab each other's collars and shout.
But it doesn't go all the way here. Especially the person who was acting up stopped when others tried to stop them.
At first glance, it looks like they stopped after listening to people, but I know.
They stopped on purpose. It means even getting stopped is part of the plan.
Because they have experience. Looking at the memories, it started with not getting paid at their original workplace. They extracted money on the border of legal and illegal to get it. But they saw the person who took the lead get caught by the police.
They misuse the method they learned like that.
While working, they demand additional money with various excuses and if not given, they stop working or gather people to raid places that should pay money with tools. That's how they extract more money. Instead, the person taking the lead is someone else.
Such people became harvesters.
To put it crudely, harvesters only raise ability scores, they don't touch anything else.
In other words, it means bad people remain bad. Of course, it's not that there are no people who change. There are people who can be reformed.
But that's only one in a hundred. One in a thousand.
In other words, more than 90% remain unchanged or become more vicious. So even if I don't do anything, they naturally give warmth.
Those 90% are the harvesters I'm watching.
Now they're going back laughing. Boasting about how scary they looked, saying if they do this others will participate too, and then they can pin it on them and just take the money themselves.
When I hear their laughter full of desire, I feel good too.
I hope they can do what they want.
Meanwhile, the situation is similar for the harvesters obtained in the Brightshin area.
Will anything change just because slum people's bodies became clean? After the first day passed, realizing that nothing about their reality has changed, they do the same things.
They do dirty work and abuse their bodies. Because they've become stronger, they easily fall into violent acts.
Among them, there are people trying to change.
I can see people here and there writing down whether the knowledge I'm leaking is entering properly.
Maybe I put in too much content, but as if possessed by something, they write on walls, floors, objects, anything without discrimination.
The reaction of people around them is that they've finally gone mad.
I think anyone would think that.
I'm not sure if they're understanding it properly, or if I need to reduce the amount of memories. I put in as much as I remembered from when I sent Yasle's memories before. But seeing this phenomenon occur, are human memories and non-human memories different?
I'll have to reduce the volume a bit if they go completely mad while I'm watching.
Except for that, everything is flowing smoothly.
Discord will soon break out in Bern City, and in Brightshin, those with the Great Kraken and the Primordial Heavenly Lord's techniques are growing.
As I was observing the harvesters like that, the morning classes quickly ended and it became lunchtime.
"Belle, I'm tired..."
As soon as she sits down, Victoria complains.
Yesterday, around the time I went to the royal castle. Victoria went to the Clockwork Knight School and took separate classes.
It's not every day, but once every few days, but it seems quite tough.
"Is that so?"
"It's because there's a lot to do. It also takes time to go to the Clockwork Knight School."
Saying that, Victoria started eating the food placed in her bowl. Grains, vegetables, meat, fruit. It's a rich meal in many ways.
Above all, from the fact that it's full of spices, you can tell this is a good school.
When living with Soo-oh, even salt was rare.
"So are you going to give up?"
"No. It's just that it's hard compared to before, but it's not something I can't do. Still, what's hard is hard. Belle, sympathize with me!"
Even as she says that while deliciously cutting and eating meat...
"I met the king yesterday."
"Okay. Don't sympathize. Let's stop this conversation."
As soon as I spoke, the cafeteria suddenly became quiet. Although no one was looking this way, it became quiet as if they were listening in, so Victoria urgently stops the topic.
It would be strange not to be interested, right? So I decided to skip the details and only tell Victoria what she needs to know.
"Then, I'll only say what I need to tell Victoria."
"To me?"
"I'm getting an escort. Get along well."
At the word escort, she looks at me with a puzzled expression.
"Why?"
"It seems going to the area called Brightshin recently was a problem."
Strictly speaking, it's surveillance rather than an escort. Rather than simple surveillance, it would be correct to call it a manager to control me.
Despite being able to escort me without telling me, the reason for attaching a person like this is probably because they need someone to convey their words.
And there's also the matter of the witch.
"I don't know when the escort will come, but when they do, I probably won't have much time alone, right?"
I said that while glancing around. If there was someone who wanted to do something to me, I included the meaning not to be too late.
"Wow, you're getting an escort. Even today the newspapers are going on about miracle person and God's apostle, so it's not strange."
Victoria nods.
"Then, who's coming? A man? A woman? Are they old? Will a knight come?"
Then she shows interest in who will become the escort.
"I don't know either. I was just notified that someone will come, so we'll know when the time comes."
"Since it's your escort, we'll be able to see them at school too, so we can see then. No, really, what is this? This kind of story would have been from a different world from mine, it's really strange."
If I had to say, Victoria is of the citizen class, and the people attending this school are of the noble class, so it's not strange to think that way. Of course, the bourgeoisie, or vulgarly speaking, the children of nouveau riche also attend this school.
Here, nouveau riche means those who have land and capital but are awkward outsiders who can't participate in the habitus called nobility. Usually, they try to advance higher by drawing in bloodlines from here and absorbing them.
Victoria doesn't have capital, and there's a possibility she wasn't called here because of ability. There's a possibility she was taken as a hostage to use me.
At first, I thought it was because she gave tremendous help in saving Bern City, but if that were the case, other harvesters should have come here too.
There are many people who became harvesters there, awakened superpowers, and were more helpful in resolving the incident than Victoria. It's not like there weren't other children around Victoria's age.
So, Victoria being here is almost like an accident.
"Adapt."
"You're really harsh sometimes when I look at you."
I shrugged my shoulders. I'm not speaking that harshly, but it's right to look at words from the listener's perspective.
If necessary, I should make my words a little gentler.
After that, we finished lunch while chatting. Of course, even if I say chatting, it's mostly Victoria talking one-sidedly.
Maybe because it's been like this since I stayed at Victoria's house, Victoria doesn't think it's strange either.
After eating lunch like that and taking a short break, afternoon classes.
And after the afternoon classes ended, the teacher left the classroom. Now as I was about to go home, one person approached me.
Long dark black hair. And a girl with a sharp expression with ears like those of a canine animal rising up over her head.
It's Shekal. I don't know her name. Because she only told me she's a person from the Shekal family.
"Lady Theodor is calling you. Follow me."
She's consistent. A stiff and sharp way of speaking. Judging by the fact that there's no emotion like hatred towards me, this is just her innate nature.
There's a murmuring sound as people look at me and Shekal.
"What should we do?"
Victoria approaches quietly and asks from behind.
"You go ahead."
I answered like that, and while looking at Shekal who is a head taller than me, I said.
"Let's go."
Shekal nodded and immediately turned around to lead the way. Looking at then and now, she's quite like a hunting dog.
Like last time, based on the central hall, straight to the left.
And then turning at a right angle again and going straight to the innermost room.
Shekal guided me to the entrance and then stopped, and I went inside.