Dragon Princess V2 Chapter 3 (Patreon)

Chapter 3 - The Wandering Beggar is the Eldest Daughter of a Wealthy Family

"You... don't seem... to like... the food...eh..."

"Ah......... Ghost!!!!"

“Ah!!!”

The bleak voice, coupled with the cold touch on my leg, I only felt a chill rising from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

It scared me so much that I jumped straight to my feet and kicked at them…

Then the white thing beside my leg rolled several times on the ground and bumped into the pillar of the private room like a ragged doll.

“You… are you a person or a ghost?”

I carefully approached the white figure who was lying still and poked her with the chopsticks in my hand.

The white figure suddenly moved, struggling to support itself as it slowly stood up.

"Oof... it hurts. Of course, this lady is a person!" The figure shouted as she rubbed her waist.

Only now did I realize what I kicked away was actually a young girl, but the clothes she wore were ragged and worn out. Though I said white, the clothes had already been tainted in gray-color. Her long black hair was filled with innumerable twigs and leaves, and her face had black stains as though she had just climbed out from the bottom of a stove.

"I'm sorry... I thought a ghost had appeared in broad daylight, are you alright?" Although it was just a light kick, with my physical strength an ordinary person would’ve had their spine broken.

But the girl was acting like nothing happened. "I’m okay, I’m alright. Fortunately, this lady is tough or else she’d have been killed by you."

“You’re really alright?”

“I’m really alright.” The girl did a few squats to prove she was healthy.

"That's good," I patted my little chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought I would have to pay for damages."

When I said the words ‘paying for damages’, the girl’s eyes shone brightly, as if seeing an oasis in the desert. She quickly rolled her eyes, then suddenly grabbed her chest and started rolled about on the ground.

“Owie, owie, owie, my chest hurts….. Your foot kicked me in the chest so hard you have to pay for damages, if you don’t pay I’ll tell on you.” 

I looked at the girl who was rolling around on the ground and my heart was not shaken at all. In fact, I actually wanted to laugh.

“But I hit your belly.”

"Eh..." The girl stopped awkwardly, slowly moving her hand from her chest to her abdomen.

"It hurts... Ah... even my stomach is starting to hurt now."

I looked at the girl who was twitching in front of my eyes and didn’t know what to say.

"Knock, knock." A knock suddenly came from the door of the private room, then the waiter poked his head into the door.

"Miss, there seems to be a lot of noise coming from this room, did something happen?"

Then he saw the girl on the ground.

The girl on the ground also saw him.

Instantly, the room became silent.

The two held each other’s gaze for more than ten whole seconds.

The gaze that is revealed is as complex as the deep sea.

They created an atmosphere like the reunion of lovers who hadn’t seen each other for two decades, leaving me holding to my breath.

The shop's waiter broke the silence first. I watched as he opened the door, walked in, stopped in front of the girl, and lifted the tray in his hand to gently hit the girl’s head…

... As if that’s what actually happened! The waiter stared at the girl as if she was his father’s killer, then he used the tray to hit her head with so much force I thought he was going to kill her.

“You damn beggar! How many guests have you scared away these last two days, and yet you dare to return again today! I’m going to resign if I can’t bash in your brain today!”

The girl beautifully dodged the fatal blow of the waiter. As she stood up and jumped to her feet she said, "You’re a beggar. Your whole family are beggars. This lady already told you I’m just here to look for something to eat. After finishing my business and get back home, I will come back and give back everything I owe you. Stingy! Miser! Ptui ptui~~”

She acted just like a little girl pulling her face and spitting saliva at the waiter.

The waiter dodged the girl’s spit and sneered, “Did you really think that you’re a noble lady? You even have to receive the charity of others to eat. What kind of destitute young lady are you?”

“The lady already said I brought too little money with me, so I don’t have anything left to eat with, you cheapskate. You’re just a waiter! After I go back, I’ll bring a mountain of copper to smash your shop.”

“You really are a beggar, and have only ever seen copper coins in your life,” sneered the waiter.

“No, you are the short-sighted one. Don’t you know that copper coins are the most valuable of all?” The girl puffed out her chest that wasn’t any larger than my own and put on a know-it-all’s face.

“Wait, what was that? Can you say that again?” I asked, noticing how strange her words were.

The girl looked at me strangely, “I said copper coins are the most valuable.”

Me: “……”

Waiter: “......”

“This may be presumptuous to ask, but how much money did you bring with you when you go out?”

The girl’s expression withered, as if she were recalling a bad memory, “because of my haste, I only brought a hundred copper coins with me. As a result, I ran out of money after only two vegetarian dishes. One meal and all my money were gone. Now I can only wander around aimlessly and live in unspeakable misery.”

The waiter and I both looked at the girl with a dumbfounded expression like we were looking at a precious animal only seen once a century.

No, in fact, she is already one. The legendary rich girl spoken of in all corners of the world who sneaks out of her home and doesn’t understand how money works...