Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

How long has it been since Kai grabbed the pen with a difficult face?

"..." When the dwarf squire asked, his beautifully wise master answered this way. “Yes." "

Write rhetoric as if it were a Bible, roar "hmm" and then write on again.

"'Yes. No.The word affirming and accepting everything sounded like it would make you feel the mercy of the Spirit again this day, illuminating the world, and dissolved in the pinch-tight cold air of the snow-cut moon.'... you should also write about Master Leonora. Er..." The lips that spin Yi are a poor word everywhere, and the dark hair that spilled with the snort is of sandalwood... "

So Kai said, "Oh!" and threw down the pen.

"I've used 'sandalwood' about ten times already...!

Plug your hands into your forehead and roar.

He was writing a report to the Marquis.

It was a long time ago that I thought that I should send a letter about once a week, etc. to comply with the directive that I would rather hear about my grandson's condition.

Within three days of enrolling, Kai, who had been prompted by arrows to "write letters," "learn more," and "learn more," was only to break the majority of the day and write this letter every day.

(But I need to properly tell you how wonderful Leonora is...!

Everything I wrote - "Dear Leonora of the Day" - is being turned and read throughout the mansion after the Marquis himself opened the seal without even letting his father, the Deacon, pass, and was looked around to lick it by the couple.

It's a popular playwright level with a massive audience and a tight deadline.

"Hmmm... overlay this nodding trick with a tolerant spirituality that embraces all of Master Leonora..."

This squire, who loves her husband too much, thinks this is a big job of responsibility, but he doesn't feel bitter because of it. Instead, he was active on his own, increasing the literacy of the letter or adding a little foot color, while at the same time working on a large stoke.

So, I was just like, "Would you like to make today's meal a savaran, too?" Around using up three slices of parchment to recreate conversations like "yes,"

"I'm home."

With a bell-ringing voice, the door opened.

It is the return of the master of this room, Leonora von Harkenberg.

The girl looked at Kai, who was rarely sitting in the back of the room, and opened her eyes of the large purple crystal, tilting her neck.

"Kai, what are you doing?

"Les, Master Leonora! Sorry!

He's disqualified as a squire, not even realizing he's on his way home to his desk.

Kai hurried to throw down the pen and rushed under the girl.

"I'm very sorry for your loss. I was writing to His Excellency the Marquis......!

Quickly pick up your package and answer by pushing and killing your bad thoughts as you prepare your tea.

The indulgent husband did not show any angry bareback and blinked his eyes "Yes".

"Letter, write, me, I'm good at it. If you like, can I help you?

"It's a hell of a thing!

Kai shouts unexpectedly at the unexpected offer. Never heard of her husband helping her with her squire's work.

When I lowered my head flat and put in a no, the girl pointed her lips just a little too bad.

"Really? But if, I'm going to need help, say it. Hey."

Apparently, he's willing to help at any time.

Kai felt it again for its honorable kindness.

Meanwhile, the girl - Leo, conscious in the body of

(Eh, I thought I could make money from the proxy business)

I dropped a small sigh of sigh that the profit line that I thought I had glimpsed for a moment had just disappeared.

Essentially, Leo, who only thinks about money making everything while he's conscious, of course doesn't do things like offer to his squire for free.

Well, I don't exactly want to spend money on my Kai counterpart, who has identified me as a disciple, but I am willing to be rewarded for the fair consideration of my labor.

(If you notice, come to college - I mean, three months after I switched. I'm totally spoiled by this situation, but I need to get out of here. In order to do that, we need to secure the escape funds.)

Leo was Leo, even in a bit of a hurry.

That means if you look at the calendar, it's Snowflake Monday 10th.

In other words, it is now noticed that a whole three months had passed since the day of enrollment.

More to Leo, I didn't intend to stay in college for this long.

That's why so many months had passed while I was inadvertently finding a fruitful internal job, accidentally rushing my neighborhood into the scourge of Harald, and inadvertently getting gold coins from the prince again.

(Damn it, my idiot! Always, always, getting caught smelling like gold!

Now it's like with a toddler caught in a treat and kidnapped.

It was Leo who was still painful and reflecting on what the Bruno area had pointed out long before.

"Nevertheless, it's been snowing a lot lately, but you've suddenly gotten more cheerful this month. Is the Spirit of Light gaining momentum for the Spirit Festival"

And, unknowingly, such as the mood of a rough master, a squire speaks with a smile. Leo looked up at the content.

"Right. Spirit Festival, you're close."

"Master Leonora is looking forward to the Spirit Festival."

Kai chuckled knowing that this spirit-like beauty master was eagerly awaiting the Spirit Festival to announce the spring.

Glossy dark hair, purple hydrating eyes for a finished beauty as young as possible.

I'm sure if a girl walked through town fooling this brunette, that would make a fuss that the Spirit of Light had descended on her.

Kai wondered how wonderful it would be to be able to show this wonderful beauty and personage once in a while to the people of the world, even though he had been the master who had been distanced from the town since the Harald disaster.

"Yes, very, very exciting"

Leo, on the other hand, was looking forward to this Spirit Festival from a completely different point of view than Kai.

(On the morning of the Spirit Festival, it is the annual Great Morning Market. Even though the snowflake festival two weeks ago was difficult, I managed to get my body back by the Spirit Festival, and I joined the Great Morning Market...!

That's right.

On the morning of the Spirit Festival, when we bid farewell in the long winter and celebrate the beginning of spring, we set up a sale of big behavior in every market.

Instead of a deficit, to a big service ready to bleed, Fukuro, all you can pack. It's not Leo who doesn't respond to the hotness of the shopkeepers. If it's a regular year, it takes a whole month to set up an operation, train at the orphanage general, and come the day - so much for the big event.

In other words, - Oh, my God, it was Leo who remembered the presence of the Great Morning City of this Spirit Festival, but remembered to abandon the comfortable status quo.

"Um, Ky."

That's why the money-keeper, who made the poor girl, tries to cut it out as an aside.

"Me, Lower Town, I want to go"

I didn't get back on Spirit Festival Day in time. It was Leo who wanted to make contact with Lena, who is in the orphanage from now on if possible, and be ready to put her body back together.

(Last time, I hung up on my escape plan once and failed. Hurry up and go around. In advance, it would be smoother to take the situation of going to Lower Town for granted)

It took a lot of thought and concluded that even if we were to lurk in the lower town anyway, we should keep a hit on the escape route and infiltration.

Suddenly my husband disappeared and my servant Kai would not be spared punishment, but if it meant that the girl who had completely fallen prey to the lower town ran off with her wings on her, I stepped on to see if she would sympathize with Kai as well.

(At my convenience, it would be pathetic for this guy to get a pay cut or something)

As much as I think so, Leo had an eye for this healthy disciple - unfortunately, there was no perception that Kai would be anywhere near a pay cut if Leo were to bullshit me now.

"Downtown..."

But honest squire rarely reluctant to respond. Difficult colors often floated around the prominent and adorable appearance of the almond eye.

"That's... if you don't forgive the Marquis, what the hell..."

The sun is still shallow since the girl was painfully sheltered growing up being abused in the lower town, but again caught by a despicable man in Harald's wreck.

The wound to the heart of losing his dear master made Kai hesitate to give an instant answer, as the circumstances further suggested that Lord Harkenberg would not allow him to go to the lower town.

"No, why not?"

Leo lowered his eyebrows to Kai's such attitude, which is always basically said but remains.

Kai and the Marquis care too much, but when Leo wants to go out, he tries to disagree for some reason.

Their attitude like this was a little troublesome when it finally came to the phase of escape, although I don't usually pay much attention to it because it is more productive to be caged in the college and concentrated on their internal jobs.

"But Master Leonora. Why do you suddenly say you want to go downtown, etc.?

"Huh?"

Asked back, stuck in answers.

Leo, who had not prepared a logical reason, let his gaze swim aggressively and made up the answer with a hint of a note that he had captured at the edge of his sight.

"Uh... uh, yeah, from the orphanage, I got a letter"

"Hannah, are you from the orphanage?

"Yes, it is!

Hannah Orphanage is a prestigious institution where girls frequently send donations, and Richiert has a reputation for discipline.

The girl also began to take the brush aggressively because of the letter of thanks received, and often seemed to exchange letters with the dean,

(As far as I can tell, it didn't say anything like that)

Kai tilted his neck.

"Afraid it said something about it so that Master Leonora himself would take a trip to the orphanage?

"Huh? No, you mean, it was written, uh, I felt it"

To the scratch of a polite but sharp squire, sweet Leo on the side is twitchy.

I will try to persuade you to do this by adding words later, while no longer sending a response like Esper's.

"Uh, Spirit Festival, it's coming up, but the town, they're not lively. Kids, I felt it, and there was no place, no energy. I'm worried."

For once, it is true that the town is vibrant and the children are healthy.

But before the Spirit Festival, Leo, who was hitting on me wondering if I was confused because he didn't have a staff officer named himself, wasn't seriously worried or anything.

"Really..."

Kai, on the other hand, thinks with a difficult face.

I received a letter from Hannah saying, "Well," but I guess my husband, who also reveals the conspiracy from a few clues, had something to feel.

It is the most powerless people bracketed as lower citizens that break my heart, I think my husband's way is honorable, and I want to be powerful if I can.

But I couldn't possibly expose a girl who didn't look over there to congratulations and danger.

(For one thing, I must ask His Excellency the Marquis to forgive me...)

Kai, who thought it would be a difficult negotiation, remembered what could be a trading material there.

"Speaking of which, Master Leonora. How about a ball or tea party?"

"Huh?"

Asked not to hang his thoughts, Leo blinks his pussy and eyes.

I almost gave it back, and I remembered it right there.

Speaking of which, Mrs. Emilia told me what kind of debutante it was and that it was Nantkakakakantka for the ball and tea party.

- That Leo's memory of a topic that does not involve money making is to this extent.

"We are finally in the snowflake moon and the spring social season begins. Master Leonora is still young, but no, that's why I would love to have that social debut at home, and the invitation continues to arrive, and it seems that your great wife is also being chased to deal with..."

No one in the College can rumor about a girl with rare beauty and immense magic, purple eyes that discern the church's conspiracy from a single painting and a spirit of heart-breaking charity to the common people.

The students brought the rumors back to each family, full of visions, and nobles throughout the empire, no, even ambassadors from neighbouring countries, were definitely approaching the Marquis with a presence at the meeting.

Some of them are tired of reminding me by letter, and "until I get a good color reply," he said, sitting in the mansion.

Exactly because my sweet husband would be sick to tell him that, and I refrained from explaining the details, Kai, but the wise girl seemed to have read how serious things were with just a brief explanation earlier.

Cloud your beautiful face and give it a contemplative look.

(Yeah... prom or something, seriously, don't... Shiny dress, makeup, oh my god, just thinking about it freezes my spine)

In fact, under a sinking face, I was thinking about that.

I can somehow see that the "tea party" that Bianca opens all the time is Leo, who has a cheeky face that wants him to be followed by a golden, luxurious treat, but is just different in the balls officially opened by the nobles.

From what I've heard, it's also a place where matchmaking makes sense. It was only fear.

(Besides, you don't know a lot about tough manners. You can't eat a lot of treats all over the social dictionary, can you? path, path)

It's just torture to have a fine free meal in front of you but you can't eat it.

Well, if you attend, you may get some hands-on manners for free that seem to work as a seminar lecturer, but it didn't suit you at all to be forced to behave like a nobleman because of "uhhhh, haha" - for Leo what nobility is is all about singing, dancing, crying, and the bizarre people who laugh sometimes uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

(For the most part, it's a lot of trouble if you go out poorly in an official place and the nobles remember your face. Only, small copper coins dispersed in gold and silver treasures, I need to keep about plain presence)

Whatever it is, this one is on you planning to escape.

Lena probably won't reintegrate into aristocratic society or anything when she returns to her original body, and it's fortunate to dilute her impression a little.

- To Alberto, the First Prince of the Empire, Bianca, the First Princess. To its cousin Natalia, the Marquis of Imperial Shield Harkenberg, and Oscar, who is already showing a single scale of business talent.

At a time when these beautiful star-like faces are being seen, even the treasure mountains stand out vividly for about a gleaming purple crystal (amethyst), and the plain plan is already perfectly broken, but Leo firmly believed and did not suspect that he was only a student distracted by the college.

"Um, Kai. I don't want to leave, but I don't want to leave."

Somewhat, Kai sighed slightly at her husband, who seemed to open his mouth to say the least.

"Are you…"

"Yes, I want to be seen, I don't want to be seen."

As for Leo, he had just stated his true intentions without a threshold, but Kai made his face harder on it.

"Why do you always say that......!

As for Kai, such a wonderful husband did not truly try to thorough himself into the shade. Humility is a lady's virtue, but it's gone too far nonetheless.

And he bites his lips, but the truth is, he also knew why.

(You're afraid of Lady Claudia's two dances... Alternatively, you think about yourself as the fallen son of evil and restrain yourself from imitating what has always been done...)

In that evidence, my husband still wears a thin ink savaran today, caressing unconsciously the gold coin that he has found to be home to his mother's soul.

No matter how much love and how much praise is poured into her body, her frightened habit of shaking her shoulders will not disappear because self-denial and fear are carved deep into her heart.

Kai was driven by the urge to tear the young girl apart and abuse her with this hand.

"Kai, are you angry?

And the girl, who seems to have cared about the rugged look of her squire, asks meticulously.

"Marquises, are you angry?

Kai turned back to me and shook his head in a hurry, as he asked with his beautiful eyebrows lowered.

"It's a hell of a thing!

Buying the wrath of the biggest asylum-seeker, the Marquis, will surely be an intolerable fear for her husband.

Just as much as I turned down a tea party, I can't make the girl anxious.

(Negotiate your way to Lower Town, think of other ways)

Leonora von Harkenberg's squire, what are you gonna do if you can't do that much?

Kai told himself that, smiling and forgiving the girl.

Meanwhile, by absent from the Tea Party, he said, "Well, no pennies!" I thought so, and Leo stroked his chest down relieved that it didn't seem that way.

I'm glad the Marquis is a tolerant figure.

(But that sounds like an excuse, or should I follow up?

They seem to be drowning their granddaughters, so I can't just explain, "I don't want to be remembered for my face, sooner or later".

(Something like this... sounds like a cute granddaughter... oh yeah!

Leo looked up all the time.

"Kai! Marquises, tell them this"

"Yes?"

"'I'm marrying the Marquis. So, pageant, prom, no need. Manners are taught to Emilia. So, a tea party, you don't have to,' he said."

At that moment, Leo gave a little bit of a bare gesture as Kai held his chest down and squatted (groaning).

"What's wrong!?

"Yes...... no, sorry, disturbed"

Does that mean I pulled a dong?

(Ha...... after all, just didn't you have one of these)

Leo scratched a cold sweat. A selfish youngest child in the short term (part-time) often saw the sight of his father manipulating that dialogue, but it just seemed impossible to apply it.

Anyway, the contents are my own. I was pretty embarrassed when I calmed down.

(Whoa, I don't know how to add or subtract it because I don't have a parent or anything like that. Please, give me an extenuating circumstance!

I'm even trembling in small pieces about how much Leo's first child attack took me out of my heart and gall.

"Shh, excuse me, I'm in good shape, I got on. Really, sorry."

"No......"

"I was about to be taken for a moment by the awesomeness of the offense when I texted it," Kai muttered as he held his chest down.

Reflecting on whether it was such a cold statement, Leo immediately decided to remove that dialogue from his brain dictionary and sink his earlier memories into the Sea of Decay.

and Kai, who seems to have finally regained his attitude, brews tea and brings a clean thank you.

"Um, I'm very sorry, but this is how I prepared the tea, so may I leave this place often?"

"Huh?"

It was unusual to want to stay away from Kai, so Leo tilted his neck.

"Of course it is. What's the matter, sir?

"No, early, I wanted to say hello to His Excellency the Marquis. I'm sorry it took so long because I had to be creative about the text."

Apparently, Kai will deceive the appropriate response earlier and try to carry things like Leo's.

(Really, you're a good guy)

Leo, who thought he was stingy, thought that, uh, he might be able to split his identity if he became Kai.

For this disciple, although he tried to reveal himself long ago, the conversation remained unmeshed.

"Um, Kai..."

"What is it"

With his sincere gaze turned, Leo bit his lip a bit before opening his mouth broadly.

"Um, I want to talk to you, I do"