Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

"Oh......! This is the dormitory of the prince before him......!

Rolf, who was put through the room, did not even try to hide his delight.

Refrain from sunset, deliberately open the curtains that were closed, and try to take in a little sunlight to observe this in the room.

Next door, Oscar also looked indoors, curiously narrowing his eyes.

"Heh. Looks like there's more rooms than ours, but other than that, it's a normal room. When I opened the door, I thought the specification was red carpet, total stained glass in a sun-like chandelier."

"... what were the seniors imagining? Because it's a college with rigid qualities, when you say royalty, you don't get to live like a palace or a cathedral."

To an older friend who leaked teasing thoughts, the prince answers as if frightened.

But Rolf, whose eyes sparkled with excitement, wielded his fist with his nose rough.

"What are you talking about, both of you! 'Cause that painting over there, that was Gaephardt's early work!? Every book in line on the bookshelf has a golden colour, and even the sofa set, the first of its kind in Dausenburg, the cross that is still being replaced, is the latest from the Lassen Workshop! It's not insignificant, but it's Kinkikikiki! It's gorgeous!

Even a fraction of the furniture is a fortune to the poor aristocrat Rolf.

He burst into a law enforcement talk that Leo would feel comfortable with, followed by further narrowing of his fox-like eyes and a suspicious gaze under the bed and beside the shelf.

"I'm sure if it's the First Prince of the Empire's room, even the springtime book will have something luxurious and special...!

"Rolf, stop. I'm free to tread, but the color of my hand is impeccable."

"No, can you not trespass or look"

The Prince stops Oscar's real face even more with his true face.

In the wake of the formation business, the three people, who were totally intent on doing so, were starting to enjoy a conversation they couldn't care less about.

Alberto, who is somewhat busy, happens to have no plans for the day and was trying to invite two older friends to enjoy the after-school.

The prince brewed himself a cup of tea and handed it to him, and they said, "Oh! Royal!" "Hi," he thanked Ruff and received it.

"Oh, yeah"

Eventually when Oscar looked up as if he remembered something, he put the cup down.

Fish your nostrils and take out certain things.

It was a small cloth bag embroidered by the Bernstein Chamber of Commerce.

"Prince. I'll do this. I entrusted it to my brother."

"From Mr. Bernstein?

The prince, who had no idea, somehow received it, examined the contents and gave him a rugged look.

"... what? This."

"You'll see, it's money."

There, a few silver coins fit in.

Oscar shrugs his broad shoulder and tells him that "it's just a fraction of the profits that are just emerging in the formation business".

But Alberto stumbled back at it silently.

"... Fine. I can't find a reason to accept these things."

That's how he pointed his cold gaze at Oscar.

"I didn't mean to inconvenience a particular chamber of commerce. I lent a hand to the formation business because I believed it would benefit the people, and... because I believed there was a friendship with you. It's liquidated with gold."

"Come on, what are you doing? Give due reward to those who have rightfully devoted their labour. Even if he's a prince or a slave. It would be troublesome to have that policy of the Bernstein Chamber of Commerce followed."

"But..."

Oscar gently waved his arms to control Alberto, who frowned and tried to say it back.

"Don't get me wrong. This is neither a bribe nor a consideration for friendship. Rather the other way around."

"Reverse...?

"Oh."

Oscar laughed at the prince, who frowned in confusion.

"Prince. You know, I don't think you actually have a friendship without loss. - Ready? Between friends, you shouldn't even allow a single piece of copper to be loaned. Even if he's the son of a chamber of commerce... no, that's why."

And he gazed upon the prince of beauty, blessed with magic and brains.

"Anyone who tries to exploit you in the name of friendship in search of your magic, power, and such sweet honey will be overflowing. Nothing. I don't deny them. You can take advantage of them if you like. But I'm sorry if I exploited you or used you."

…………

"You drew formations and built the backbone of this business. That should definitely be rewarded. It's because we're friends. It's done, not put in. So this is the right reward. We pay for this, and you take it, so we can sit back and drink tea. You know what I'm talking about?

As Oscar turned his gaze, Alberto's white beauty had feelings like understanding and faint lighting.

When he nodded "... yes," he finally loosened his hand poking back at that cloth bag.

"Reward, right? If you ask me, this is the first time I've ever made money on my own. … quite fresh"

"You'd feel good, wouldn't you?

While telling him to tease, Oscar softened his expression slightly relieved.

"That was quick to understand and helpful. Until then, when it comes to the merchant's crappy intentions, it's the part where you can't give up. - Even you show so much resistance. When we pay the Abnegation Virgin, it gives me a headache."

"You haven't paid her yet."

"Oh.... I was a little cautious when I thought I'd buy friendship for gold, even if it was misunderstood for a moment, and even if I was crying. I'm sorry, but you let me practice."

Assuming Leo cries, it should be a tear of joy, so there's no need to be cautious at all, but the three men looked difficult and discussed, "... I feel, I guess," "It's a difficult question," "Damn, you've had trouble with his abnegation," etc.

Especially Oscars and others, throw their backs in the chair with a sledge,

"I'm a merchant who can only make money. I thought it would be better to get used to treating women, but before him, I'm in trouble for being different."

Blurry with mourning.

Instead, if only moneymakers could do it, it would likely shoot the girl's heart more than anyone else here at that point, but no one noticed it, happy or unhappy.

After that, when the business progresses and a little rumor gets a little exciting, Rolf eventually takes a big sigh of "haha".

When he threw the drunk cup out to the table, he leaned all over the couch unwillingly.

"High-so conversation in a luxurious room with luxury tea in one hand. No, okay? It's fun, come on. I wonder if there's a cute little Leonora beside us right now."

Apparently he was mourning the absence of Leonora von Harkenberg, the college's idol for his younger friend.

"Whether the formation business works, or some Count gets released and joins the Bernstein Chamber of Commerce. Come on, all the men whose listeners are bitter. Then there's no point in talking."

Even though all my information was for a pretty girl, Rolf pretended to stroke the air around the girl's height.

"Leonora blinks me, and it's amazing, is it, because she listens to me, and I'm trying to gather information. Come on. After all, a hard-working boy needs a listener this big, up-and-coming, cute and honest. Today is the second day of the contract festival? How many more days till you get back? Yeah. I wish I'd set the sun early this evening. I want to see Leonora a little bit sooner!

Alberto leaked a bitter laugh at Rolf, who stared out the window at the sunset.

"Excuse me, Senior Kvanz. It turned out to be like taking her away from you."

"That's right, it's about right! Oh, I should have put the rumor in the Prince's ear then."

"Rumors? What's this all about?

Oscar, who was listening, tilts his neck.

Then Rolf explained how it was happening.

"This time, Leonora's appointment as a longevity witch has been decided quickly. Well, there are things about the identity of the maid to be dispatched, but the truth is, it was decided by Her Majesty's presence."

"Your Majesty? Why?"

"Well, I think of my future daughter-in-law."

To a friend with a suspicious face, Rolf dived his voice and whispered.

"As a matter of fact, just here, in part of Lower Town, there are suspicious documents out there that slander Leonora. After the Spirit Festival. I heard the rumor that I wanted to share my concern for Leonora, so I told the prince."

"Oh......"

Ralph's information is just finally coming to light. When Oscar hammered his face around the "slander," but his fox-faced friend shook himself like he remembered something.

"If you look at the prince's face when you hear that! I wanted to show Oscar too. No, would it make my dreams worse if I saw them? No, no, that's why I should have seen it. You should have taken on half of my nightmare. [M] Anyway, I got so angry, I cleaned up my affairs with a huge sword screen, I tried to get down to town. Find the killer."

"... excuse me then"

"It's true, think about it often.... but his Majesty wondered about the strange prince because his administration was with you that day. So, if the prince tells you it's just a tease, come on, it's tough. Both sires, totally in Leonora's parental mood, said, 'Don't leave your future daughter in vain! Move the whole army, but explore downtown. Yes! The killer was executed after pulling around the city.' Cause I fired on the spot."

The narrative is light, but the content is quite hard. When Oscar caught the edge of his mouth, Alberto nodded awkwardly, realizing that the army could have moved.

"Soon, the dragon symbols that should only be used for governing almost went wild. But when I saw it, I returned it to me, too. I'm sure she doesn't want her surroundings to punish herself or anything else if she finds out she's been slandered. Instead, I thought I'd show my integrity and let that killer be revamped."

When you look at more drunk than yourself, it is an alley that the drunkenness cools down.

Restored in peace, Alberto persuaded his parents to stay with him.

Instead, I asked for your help so that the girl could not feel drawn to the seat of the Queen's candidate.

Then the Empress said, "Why don't you leave the role of a suicidal witch to the girl?"

Alberto thankfully decided to accept Natalia, who insisted that it was his life.

Thus, he bought himself the role of ambassador and went to the Harkenberg residence, which is why.

"I thought I shouldn't let you worry weirdly, I only told the Marquis about the circumstances of her identity...... apparently, before her purple eyes, it was all a prospect"

Alberto shrugged his shoulder lightly, recalling a girl who had made a statement to that effect, such as taking it on for the prince.

but he couldn't hide that his mouth was irresistibly broken and his gaze was filled with joy.

I gently coughed up because Rolf had been turning a jito eye.

"... that's what she told me when she took it for me. So, as long as I'm sorry, she's lost time with the seniors trying so hard to meet my expectations."

"... something about being apologized for and being unnecessarily angry, come on...!

Karesi, scratching his head and roaring, Rolf turned to Oscar all the more.

"Oscar! Go! Take it away! Take Leonora from the prince! It's weird how good-looking faces, power, and Leonora are given! Take Leonora and at least reduce it to two things!

"... I know how you feel, but why don't you go take it yourself"

"That's silly, Oscar took it, but Leonora devoted herself to the cheating Oscar, and it's a one-set thing until I'm gently comforted and tied there!

Instead of words and deeds, more than anyone else, the bearer of thoughts, that is Rolf Kvanz.

And, as such, the three were thriving in almost a conversation, but then -

"Excuse me, I will...!

A voice sounded like a stuffed feather, and shortly after I told my permission, a certain person fluttered open the door.