Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

That day, Leo had been on since morning.

I succeeded in pushing the cleaning duty around in the orphanage in turn to the newcomer boy, instead I snuck my newborn eggs into my hand at the chicken shed I went to, and during the newspaper delivery I got baked chestnuts from my pleasant chestnut selling uncle, and if I went to the bakery to buy them out, I could give them a taste of the new work. The autumn sky cleared blue, and then the bakery aunt was a pretty good woman.

Hannah, the harsh orphan dean, often scolded the children for saying, "If you just float, you'll be at your feet," but Leo on this day, to the point of completely forgetting the teachings, was on and floating. Anyway, it's great that I continued to have the good fortune of getting a good place without cutting a penny more than my appetite was satisfied. Leo loved money the most in the world.

Gently drop a kiss on the gold coin hanging around your neck as a good luck amulet. Rubbing his plenty of filled stomach, but still haven't lost any change in his habit, Leo started walking through town in Eagle Eye mode.

It is then.

Behind the bakery, outside the powder hut, he saw a sight of concern.

"Oh...?

Outside the barn, are you even playing with paintings, or a brunette girl squatting on the ground with a branch? I was also concerned that the side of it was so beautiful that it stirred, and that what was painted was too graphically superior for a painting, but more importantly, there was something that rushed Leo.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa...!

Over her head, the heavy stone that was holding down the straw roof of the hut began to lean about as if it were still going to fall.

Leo is not a good boy. Instead, it was worthy of growing up in an orphanage, somewhere a little rubbed, and even more so, it was a prayer, a prayer, a prayer - to the point that in this neighborhood people would say, "After Leo walked, not a single piece of copper coin fell off".

So it would have been surprising if it were normal, and I would have done enough to anticipate what the consequences would be when I came in to help, or, as an extension of that, to calculate how much I would be grateful.

I ran over it without thinking about it, not at all, but because it was floating.

"Dangerous!

The brunette girl turns around all the time. Leo's eyes slowly caught sight of his long, glossy hair twitching into the wind and punching him in the cheek.

The sound of rushing shoes rubbing the ground, the feel of fabric touched by stretched fingertips, giant stones shadowed overhead, and, nay, dazzling autumn skies -

Leo's world turned dark as he heard the girl scream something.

-... I see, this is... So.

-... and this one... well... here it is.

I hear voices.

-... but that's weird,... I didn't know you read it in... Oh, you know what?

It's a familiar voice.

A stretchy tone characteristic of the boy, which has not yet been voice-changed. I've been solicited by the church to the choir, secretly a proud voice.

-... well! That feels strange!

But strange. Wasn't this your voice?

Why, that sounds, "from the outside" -?

"Ugh..."

With a small groan, Leo snapped open his trembling lid.

It hurts like a crack in the head. And it's out of focus.

As I wrinkled between my eyebrows and did the pain still, the landscape around me gradually became apparent.

Dim indoors. The first thing that comes into view is a ton of books. Then a ton of books. And tons of books. In Lower Town, a book of paper, considered precious, was hissing from floor to ceiling. Clothes and bread leftovers, lamps and toiletries are dotted so as to sandwich between the book and the book.

I follow with my eyes the light that shoots in, realizing that it leaked out of the straw gap in the ceiling, and finally understand that this is inside the cabin earlier. If you clear your ears, you can hear the water wheel on the outside grinding the shavings and powder, and if you stare, you can see fine wheat flour dangling in the air. It was quite beautiful for the flour to gleam in the red light of the sunset.

(... what, sunset!?

As soon as he rose bulky, Leo moaned with his head in his arms, fulfilling his promise that he would be struck by a severe headache and fall into his bedroom.

"Oh, woke up?

Leo peeked his eyes a little bit as he peered right from the top there.

Brown hair with no weird philosophy whatsoever, colored eyes. With a slight residual scuffle, he looks like a pepper - a "own" face that he sees in the mirror every morning.

"Ha!?

A force caged in his hands, which held his head in his lap, and he realized that his hand was grasping something. I waved away a little again, a moment late, my lustrous dark hair clasped on my shoulder.

"Ahhhhhhh!?

When he exclaimed, the boy with Leo's face frowned loudly and pulled his face in.

"Hey, you, aren't you surprised a little quieter?

"No, what? Oh, what? I don't know why I'm the two of you. This hair, it's a voice!

I pulled my hair and then tried to touch my face, but obviously it wasn't my own I was used to. Even the screaming voice belongs to the poor girl.

No way, and a bad feeling runs through my brain.

(No, no, no, no, no. That's unreal.)

Before that possibility came to mind as a clear word, he shook his head and denied it.

"Oh, here we go."

In a tone such as, oh boy, the boy next to him in his own face gave him a slight mirror.

A peek into a mirror full of dirt that I don't know something about - and I like Leo beautifully for it, by the way, so this kind of unclean mirror, I don't usually use as much as I can - showed there a beautiful girl with a flashing look on her face.

Pottery smooth cheeks, eyes big enough to seem zero. Long dark hair has been shattered earlier, but still glossy and bright.

Undoubtedly, it was the girl Leo reached out to earlier to help.

"Duh..."

"You switched, didn't you, us? In short."

"Huh..."

"I'm late for my offer, but I'm Lena. She's the bakery girl here. I've seen your face before, isn't that Leo at Mr. Hannah's?

Well, your face, or mine now.

Lena, with Leo's face, laughed at Leo by the way, who had only one syllable in his mouth.

... "By the way" with your own voice? Leo fought quietly.

I can't keep my head up with the information I get one after the other. but to the bewildered Leo, the Lena boy pokes relentlessly at reality.

"I don't have much time, thanks to you sleeping well. I'll explain it to you. Listen carefully and understand at once."

First, stand your index finger.

"Though you may not be able to imagine growing up in Lower Town, I have a tremendous amount of magic, and with this clear brains and unobtrusive exploratory mind, more or less magic can unfold. I'll put aside the reason for the magic."

It's a rushing story from the beginning.

On this continent, an approximate country believes in the Spirit. A Spirit is a noble life that has dwelled in the land since the age of legend, when it stands before people in various figures, such as light, wind, flames and water.

However, it is said that in ancient times their figure that they were walking wide across the earth also became less visible as the times progressed, and now only a limited number - the great sages who bind the Church and the fairly high-ranking mentors - could exchange words with the Spirit. It was often the general public, who could not see the Spirit, by touching folds and praying, and at times with the help of priests, that they were asked to resolve every thing that man could not reach.

On the other hand, what Lena calls "magic" is something of a completely different dimension from the Spirit Faith, basically held only by the royal family of the Weitz Empire and the superior nobility.

The history of the Weitz Empire is ancient and is also said to be the descendant of the dragon, the former champion of this continent. What they manipulated was the power, the magic, to activate based on the dragon's blood ties.

Magic is a powerful force formed by the blood of a fierce dragon against the spiritual power that divides the power of nature and the earth. Historic Weitz royalty, born with immense magic power, says that some manipulated the fireworks, some interfered with the spirits of tens of thousands of people, and others were able to move instantly from the edge of the continent to the edge. And that was also why the Weitz Empire has held the hegemony of this continent forever.

Nevertheless, it is a very unrelated story to the ordinary people, who cannot possibly have magical blood. For 90% of humans living on the continent, spiritual power was so much more familiar than magic, and that was the same thing for Leo.

The Lena boy in front of him, who is the daughter of a bakery, yet says he has magic power over himself.

Looking with suspicious eyes, Lena glanced at him with a smile on her shoulder and then pulled Leo's - or Leo's - consciousness on the girl's arm and chanted, "Flame." A slightly pale fireball emerged from the small palm as soon as possible, so I giddle. Apparently, this body was really magical.

Leo was surprised and said, "Wow...!," he opened his mouth, "but as he controlled it, no, he put up another finger perfectly.

"Premise number two. I had a circumstance from which I really, absolutely, at any rate, wanted to get out of that transcendentally poor and imperative body of beauty. So, I was reading the literature, and I was pulling a magic team to replace the object with the body."

To a nasty hunch, Leo pulled his face apart.

"An unforeseen situation here. Isn't Leo, the money-guarding boy from the orphanage, coming forward screaming something?"

The Lena boy glanced at the colourful eye and glanced at his shoulder.

"The collision, the darkening, along with the oversized octopus if you notice, said that each other's bodies were exchanging brilliantly... well, that's why"

Leo was stunned.

I still can't chase my head to the status quo, and even more so, it's a hard story to believe.

But even though Lena's story must be more true than what she actually looks like in the mirror. For example, my rare and conscientious behavior was entirely an extra favor - and that fact hurt.

"By the way, this is the bat I was originally trying to replace."

It was the body of a totally shaken bat that Lena made me try to lift.

"Wow!

As a man, I liked bugs, but if it were an unbroken corpse, it wouldn't be a story. Approximately Leo screaming, Lena caressed Batta's body with her fingers worryingly.

"I was going to fly around the autumn field freely... Oh, but you had this little egg. I almost became a mother without even knowing the man."

There are so many penetrations, I don't know where to cut from. And in light of Leo's experience, what an insect lover is mostly a freak or a pull cage or a human hater.

"... well, that would have been nice too. Life without touching a dirty man or anything, and the life I've been pulling here with my children my whole life."

…………

Look, Leo thought.

Then, if Lena had been replaced with a bat, she wondered if she would have been able to have a beautiful girl who would have jumped sooner, freezing her spine.

"For one thing, I know the general situation"

When Leo shook off his creepy thoughts, he just decided to come back to a realistic problem.

"Then why don't you find a new bat and get my body back to normal?"

"Yeah, so why do I have magic?"

"Hey, Cora."

When annoyed Leo tried to block Lena, he was dropped the bomb faster than that.

"I'm the Marquis of Harkenberg."

Often, silence.

"- What?"

The Lena boy repeated, smiling as Leo's face did.

"So, I'm the daughter of the victim, Marquis Claudia von Harkenberg, who made the Empire a party to the Flora disaster."

"Ahhhhhhh!?

It would be impossible for Leo to scream once in a while.

Flora's disaster.

It's a big scandal, even to say that there are no strangers in the territory of the Weitz Empire.

It started thirteen years ago. Everything went crazy with the Weitzzecker Imperial College, where the Weitz-empire is using the prestige of the country to develop talented talent, with a common girl enrolled.

The girl's name is Flora. She said she was a naive woman, with flowery adoration.

Even though the gateway is open domestically and internationally, it basically has magic - that is, she was heterogeneous in a college where only those who joined the noble bloodstream were allowed to enroll, with immense magic while coming from the common people.

While not drawing any royal blood, Flora showed enough magic to destroy the measuring instrument with a magic meter at school. Even after school she wielded her magic and appeared dizzy and heady.

If that were all, it would have been done with a heartfelt success story.

The problem is her behavior, and the surroundings swung by it.

With tremendous magic, but with values different from those of nobility, she was quite vividly reflected in the students. It was then that the young men who occupied the top of the College Karst, such as the first prince of the time, the son of the prime minister, and hence the son of the chief knights and the prince of the neighbouring country, who were enrolled in the College, fell one after the other into Flora.

It was their respective fiancées who ate the acne. Among other things, Claudia, the Harkenberg Marquis's maid, who had been ordained the righteous queen at a younger age, was unilaterally pushed to break her engagement, suddenly distorted by her fiancé, the First Prince.

Claudia, a proud pride who at the time was bewitched with the Rose of the College, although he impatiently imparted the Prince, is not heard and, at the end of the day, is banished from the Empire under a trial centered on the Prince.

The College had a powerful extraterritoriality that even the Emperor couldn't get into, and Claudia's family found out it depended on what was going on after it was all over and she was thrown out of the College door alone.

Growing up in boxes, Claudia wanders the city at night, but is attacked by night thieves and unfortunately becomes pregnant. Having also been left to go home, she took one of her child-rearing servants down to the lower town to give birth to her daughter after an unsustainable commoner's life.

Meanwhile, the Angry Marquis harshly impeached and investigated the princes. And what became clear was that many of the college, including the prince, hung on to the magic of Flora's charm. In other words, even though Flora was the bearer of very little magic - to that extent, it is a rare thing for civilians as well - she falsified it by attracting those involved. Her ultimate aim was to fit into the righteous queen of a prince known for her brilliant eyebrows.

After everything was exposed under daylight, the Empire mobilized large numbers to explore the Marquis, but she was never finally found. The only thing I could tell by connecting the slightest amount of information I had left was the sad news that she lost her life in childbirth.

Since then, the Empire has no longer given a girl the name "Flora".

Even Leo, who lives in an orphanage, knows so much about the outline, so many cases.

"... No, no, no, no, no, no, no. How could Claudia's daughter be in the middle of an empire like this, when the Imperial Army couldn't find her around!

Here, Richiert is the capital of the Weitz Empire.

Lena glanced over her shoulder.

"It must be decided because I've waited for most of them to cool down and come back. Your mother is a hidden ghost genius. That Lower Town assimilation has now evolved to a legendary level after thirteen years"

"I mean, your mother's alive!

"You see him like every day, too, don't you? The bakery general, that's your mother."

"It's that old lady!

Leo was wondering if the bakery had even been picked up as an adopted daughter.

"With the arms of a mother who manipulates white flames who was also told to kill dragons, 'Bakery Dia Dia' is still thriving today, thank you for every visit"

"Don't warm the bread seeds with white flames! I mean, I've been wondering if Deer Deer is a good name!

"By the way, I can't believe I was attacked by a night thief. My father, a former squire who just planted me, is still an asshole with his mother today, and your father's baked chestnut is an asshole"

"You just baked chestnuts, that's the old man!

Miss Claudia, spoken of in synonym for the Lady of Fortune, and the circumstances behind the "Flora scourge," Leo dazzled.

"Well, I just got a paragraph with a one-piece, no-great scratch, and let me continue the story."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Lena dropped her voice.

"Our family is about to be torn apart by the dragon's curse and plunged into the bottom of misfortune, even though we are satisfied with our boring lives"

The colored eyes dwelt in darker colors than I normally thought I was seeing.

"Weitzzecker Imperial College - How do you know that only the Imperial College has produced pulsating and outstanding personnel? Even though there are many other schools. For one thing, the College has used the dragon's curse to surround the blood of the royal family."

"Dragon Curse...?

"Yes."

Lena raised her face and stared into the void as if there were enemies there.

"The blood that brings to the royal family is the blood of the dragon. Whoever has magical blood, wherever he may be, in the autumn of the twelfth year, on the eve of the entrance ceremony, will be forced to summon him to the college."

Leo repeated the unfamiliar words "summons..."

"Yes. I'm twelve this year. I've tried everything, but I couldn't deceive the dragon's blood flowing through this body. When the time comes, you'll react to this blood and I'll be summoned to the college, too. Once found, my mothers prepared it for me with their bloody thoughts, and my life in this town is over."

"No, from what I hear, you're messing up your downtown life, aren't you?

"You've prepared me with your bloody thoughts, and my life in this lower town is over."

Was it important, Lena repeated twice?

"No... well, that's sad, but, uh, summons? That's the only time they're gonna do it, right? Then why don't you and I go to college, talk about the situation, and come back?"

Pointing out in confusion, Lena exhaled and grabbed with both hands the face of a beautiful girl who was largely Leo - or Lena's.

"Are you stupid?

With the boy's hand, he finally strokes the girl's cheek. The gesture was strangely compelling, and Leo groaned his throat.

"The purple eyes characteristic of the Harkenberg family, which continue to moisturize beautifully, no matter how rough their diet, their white and clear skin, and their wet feathery hair, which continues to grow glossy because of their magic, whether cut or cut. Who the hell would want to let go of a girl of great beauty who was finished as a child?

…………

Leo got a long shot. I'm concerned about the roughness of her personal life, even though the remarks are a lot from the top.... but from what I did see in the mirror, I would have to admit I'm a beautiful girl.

"You don't believe me, do you? I'll tell you what, it's amazing when you walk defenselessly through town with this look, every swelling bastard but your father comes over and says hahaha, the dog tries to mount, and the rat wants to get excited. I was born with nothing but reading, working night-time delusions, getting three meals and getting some sleep."

"You're enjoying your life in a cage!

Lena exhaled at Annui all the time.

"What a college, that's the nest of lusty, boiling men up to their brains. Whether it's something you can throw in there and get out of it safely. I want to be a bat and jump around the field freely, as long as I live a colorful life as the bastards say."

It's a joke rhetoric, but the voices are out-of-the-box serious. Leo first decided to convince himself that the beauty owner of the plucked out would have a distress that only the person in question could understand.

"Well... I know that's tough. Clearly, it's none of my business. Why don't you just put me back in my original body?

…………

The Lena boy grinned.

"You, fate or fringe, believe me?

"... hey"

"It's also on the edge of something that we've let each other in like this here. I don't know if you want to play college life like this, or if I want to play Lower Town Orphanage Life."

"Hey."

"Look, if you're from the academy, you're a fingerfolding elite within the empire. Big time. It's a rosy future to wait for."

"I thought you said it was colorful."

"It's okay. I'm a little, pretty, intensely unsure about manual labor, but I'm good at brainwork. You can rest assured that I will set up the Hannah Orphanage in good stead instead of the irreplaceable money-keeper boy."

"It's not like you're a dis from the ground up about people subtly!

when Leo woke up bulky and grabbed both Lena's arms and rocked, she - no, he just slipped his gaze. No way, the feeling seeps into Leo's brain.

"I don't think so... you can't go back, or you won't say...?

"... you're not gonna tell me, are you?

"What in the meantime!

The Lena boy laughed in Leo's face.

"I just don't know if it's going to take a little while until the magic that I almost ran out of in the swap magic recovers."

"... how long will it take?"

Lena showed a hesitant bare gesture of "hmm" with a duck mouth, but not at all cute with a mediocre Leo face on such a look. As Leo made the doss, Lena opened her mouth shaking.

"Well, it's a little wide, but, you know, it's... from a week"

"From?"

"Maybe a year."

"You're too sloppy!

Exasperated Leo screams. Lena just clapped her shoulders, "You don't have a choice."

"Mostly, you're the one who went in."

It was hard to give back when they told me that, but still Leo's belly worm didn't fit. I was just trying to help people, so why do I have to see myself like this?

"Seriously... I'm kidding. This is such a huge inconvenience to people's bodies that I shan't... If that's what you're thinking, you should have stripped this body naked and walked through town."

"Ha!? Don't do that! Are you still a Hannah orphanage child?

Hannah Orphanage was famous for being disciplined and well-educated among the best here in Richiert. Especially since Hannah's policy is to keep all the children out of trouble for their future jobs - not if that's the case now.

"Do you have any benevolence or shit on a guy who can't get through? Oh, yeah, and then I'm gonna get naked and dance to you, and I'm gonna take your beautiful steps. Ah."

"Stop it!

The Lena boy is on the verge of falling. I hold my head with both hands and tremble hard. but so I looked up to the feeling of swinging on my chest. Take out the old gold coin hanging under your clothes and stick it out to Leo.

"Carl Heinz Lymund Gold Coin!

That's the official name of the gold coin Leo was always carrying. It's so much money that ordinary people ask if they'll have a chance to see it every five years - it's Leo's Leo's Leo that he takes care of it without using it.

"What happened to my lord Carr?"

With love and respect, Leo called that about the gold coin with its long name.

Retrieve the gold coin you were carrying without letting go of your skin and hang it back on the neck of the girl who became you. Lena told me as she watched with a cramped face stroking around cherished gold coins.

"Go to college instead of me, whenever - for a day or two - and when you get back, I'll pay you another piece of this gold coin"

"All right, let's think."

Leo immediately caught the spear.

To the speed of that transformation, now Lena turned her eyes round.

"Yes, okay...?

"Am I right? Don't pay for it if you're sure. I'll tell you what, I'll have you write a memoir or something."

Lena nodded teasily when she gave her glance that she would increase her interest in Toichi if she violated it.

"Write! Or I'll pay. I'll pay! Even so, Dia Dia has a good flow of funds."

"It's your parents' money, not yours."

Lena was slightly breathtaking when she whimpered casually with a gentle sigh.

"... right"

Eventually, I nod small.

"I'm sorry."

It was about myself innocently spending my parents' money, and perhaps a far-fetched apology for getting into this.

Leo whispered his nose small and accepted it.

"... well, let me tell you, your situation isn't easy either. Life in the orphanage is so hard. If you said it was a woman, you wouldn't even get it for dinner that day, and you wouldn't even get a penny. I mean, in the first place, it's the body of a man who hated it... and there's something inconvenient about it."

Lena stared at Leo, who shrugged with her thighs in the second half.

"Surprised. You're such a good man."

"... it's not like that"

"But it's okay. Earlier, I explored this body like a lick, so... to the corners."

"You've explored it!

"Ugh."

"Don't fuck around, you son of a bitch!

Unsurprisingly, Lena seemed to like the man's body. Anything, they prefer to be lightweight overall.

"If the fat next door upsets you, you often say you wouldn't mind if you were more fat than that, but that's what it is. When I try to be a man, my disgust with the awesome man is gone and I'm dying to tell you so much more."

"I don't say it often, and don't say a lot!

As soon as she screamed, Lena glanced around at Leo with a slight half-eye.

"I've just been thinking, that tone, can't you do something about it a little bit more? Even so, your mother was harsh, and I've been trying to keep my tone pretty quiet."

"... you don't have a choice, because I'm the one with the contents. I mean, you don't even speak a woman's language in my face. You look like a cunt."

Leo brought it up on the grounds that the contents were men, but that's not the only reason. The way Lena talks is polite even if she takes one pronunciation, - yes, it's terribly aristocratic. So much so that an orphanage-grown boy can't imitate it overnight.

"Oh well. Right, no, right,... right? I'm the only one... No, me."

While Lena tilts her neck, she is steadily modifying the way she talks. Unexpectedly, I seem to get used to slang. In fact, for Leo, who is a little confident in the language, it was a lot easier for him to adapt.

"Look, Leo... hey, Lena talk like that too"

I'm going to say it back to Leo, too, when he's totally in the tone of the man himself.

"Are you kidding me? You can't say that, can you?

"Wow... exquisitely disgusting"

With a grand look on her face, Lena pulled her former and own body together to see what she thought. Fold your girly, sneaky arms and tangle those little palms around your delicate neck. And

"Seal the ramblings."

The moment Lena chanted sharply, Leo felt his neck burn slightly and jumped.

"Yikes...... Huh!

Pain, trying to scream, makes my mouth puff for some reason.

…… ……

What is this, what's going on, and my throat never spinned a word at me trying to scream?

Lena laughed at Leo moving her mouth like a goldfish.

"Unworthy ramblings of ladies - because I left them speechless, only in abusive language, slang, etc."

"Oh my God......!

Shit, you bastard, the part of disappeared so you could play it in the back of your throat. What a fine and precise reaction. And this paralysis, which runs frighteningly around my neck, is plain painful.

"You don't have to do this, shut up all the time so you don't find out who you are,..."

Leo grabbed his throat and with an angry look on his face, he replaced "You can shut up" with "You can shut up".

(What a humiliation......!

For Leo, who grew up in the birthplace of Lower Town, insect spit runs, such as using the honorable words of your nobility. The only time a Richieltian can use a language that a man has become obsessed with is when he visits her parents' house with permission to marry.

"Are you an idiot?

Lena nodded her shoulders, not even on her teeth, such as how Leo was so exasperated. It is heartfelt that it feels clean and refreshingly adaptive.

"You can find out who you are otherwise, because it's a limited time story - well, there may be a problem with not believing it rather around. And it's just not my aesthetic to be spoken rough with the delicate beauty that the Spirit of Beauty has crafted."

"Bi, i, and ki!

As much as I recite a word I thought was fucking abominable with fucking abominable thoughts, it's the utmost scratch I can give Leo right now.

"In the first place, I got into this, and, oh... oh, you, you, how dare you, this...!

Leo cursed himself for losing the pain of paralysis and being steadily corrected for his language. Still, because the downtown intonation is not completely wiped, or words that do not meet Lena's magical criteria are intermittent, resulting in a one-word way of speaking. It was frustrating and about to explode.

"Yeah. I do feel responsible for that. So let's do the same thing for me - seal the phrase."

As Lena grabbed Leo's wrist quickly and now tangled in her own neck, a fluttering light appeared on the boy's neck, where the throat buddha began to stand out.

"Mm-hmm. Now I can't speak noble language. But now you're completely out of magic."

(I didn't run out of magic like this. Hey!

The cry of the soul, but I wonder, is not pronounced.

(No, wait, magic resides in this body, which means I should be able to disarm it...!

Leo cuddled his neck and said, "Undisarm! shouted," but because there was no sign that the surgery would activate.

"That's why I said I ran out. Finally, magic is about imagination. Light an oil called magic with your imagination. Words are like flint stones because of that. No matter how much stone there is, it strikes it exquisitely - that is, it doesn't light a fire without the power to vividly imagine activation. You can't imagine how, but you can't disarm it."

Lena explains pale. I also feel I'm getting a simple metaphor to go with Leo somehow, but I see it was easy to understand. By the way, when it comes to why the technique was activated in response to Lena's voice, which belongs to Leo, it is because the body spun the image on its own to the rhetoric of Lena, who is familiar with the body.

(If the contents are selfish, the flesh is selfish, you bastard...!

In a world that remained, Leo almost resented heaven.

Lena is steadily preparing for the memorial, approaching Leo, who bites his teeth.

"Mm, Lena, daughter of Bakery Deer Deer - hereinafter referred to as A - and Leo of Hannah Orphanage - hereinafter referred to as B - exchange each other's flesh for a limited period of time on Frost White Moon 9, 2008, of the Weights Empire Calendar. In addition, the following are imposed on each other as constraints. I.…"

I pull out the parchment that was pinched somewhere, and this again clutters the pen that was rolling somewhere, spinning the words smoothly. The handwriting is surprisingly smooth. If you value it with habit, all the stationery Lena has is of good quality. As we talked about earlier, maybe Deer Deer has a good flow of money.

"... wait a minute... wait. Why is Carr paying… one of the constraints"

Leo quickly objected as he began to glance at the signs of a loss. The payment of the Carl Heinz Reimund gold coin is a compensation for this replacement and a sine qua non for Leo's approval. Lena opened her eyes when she single-handedly argued that the constraints associated with the exchange of flesh - for example, not to hurt each other's bodies so much - should draw a line and be mentioned first.

"... surprised. Um... Ouch, you can read the letters, too. - I'm so upset, the vegetarian word came out. This hurts."

"If you get it, I'll put it back. - Literacy is Hannah's educational policy. The unschooler loses money. The loss is to impoverish people. Poverty means no school. Negative chain, break off"

Even at this time, Leo was beginning to get used to speaking only words. The point is, you just have to make it harder to tell if it's rambling or not.

"I see," Lena stroked her jaw, staring again at Leo.

"It was a coincidence that I switched with you, but maybe I'm glad you did. I hear the college was only a crappy greenhouse when my mother was around, but it's a lot better now - without trying, thanks to Flora's disaster. The knowledge you get in college is yours even if your body goes back to normal. I want you to learn how to... cut the negative chain that Hannah calls yourself."

"Lena......"

Leo glanced back at Lena, pointing, in large part, to part of the memorial.

"Then put the gold coin here in two to make the severance better..."

"You're doing better than I thought."

He was a quick penetrating Lena, but he stroked his jaw slightly "Hmm" for what he thought.

Take the pen and modify the amount of gold coins to be paid into two pieces.

"Lena......?

It was Leo who surprised me. I didn't think what I was going to say was going to pass.

"When I get back safely, I'll pay you another piece of gold. One of them is my own money."

Lena pulled up the edge of her mouth. Strangely enough, that look looked just like Leo's before it was put in.

"Well, watch. I left the magic behind on your body, but with this clear brains, you can make a quick buck on one or two of Carl Heinz Rymund's gold coins."

Leo was a little awkward. Not in that manly statement. in a situation where two gold coins jump in. - Leo was also, and everywhere, Leo, just as Lena was Lena everywhere.

After then meeting how to explain to the surroundings and the detailed rules of everyday life, the two signed each at the end of the parchment.

"- Hmm. You managed to make it."

"Oh, it's night already. Curfew?"

The light leaking from the roof had been completely replaced by moonlight. They've had an unexpectedly long time.

When I asked her, mainly worried about Lena's body, if I didn't get back to the hospital soon, he shook his head, "No."

"I told you first, I don't have time"

"Huh...?

The figure of Lena, laughing at him, somehow began to seep.

"hey... what"

With a little bit of Leo, Lena stretched out as though she was tired of working alone.

"Weitzzecker Imperial College's admission ceremony is the tenth day of the Frost White Moon each year. The summons was the night before that, when the moon hung in the sky."

"Oh... the night before Frost White Moon 10th...!

Reminds me of the contents of the memoir. - Today, Frost White Moon 9.

"It's a sunny day and a full moon for you. Good for you!

Lena smiled curly, at that moment.

"Heh...!

Leo's - no, the beautiful girl's body scratched out while leaving an undecided scream because of the curse of rumbling.

"... to Lena's beauty, Leo's manly soul, huh? - It's hard to say."

One leftover Lena in the powder hut squeaks.

"Son of a charming girl, if you find her, could you let her go?... Ouch"

Lena stroked her throat when she was burned to death by her magic trick. After all, you shouldn't do things that don't seem like people's worries, etc.

When Lena just shook her head and changed her mind, she pulled out the necessary tools appropriately and left the cabin behind. Late at night, the explanation for the rather relentless parents is around tomorrow.

Full moon in the sky.

I thought of a new life to begin with, and Lena lifted the edge of her mouth more.