Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

Leo was in a good mood.

The sky seen through the carriage window is clear as if it contained plenty of blue paint.

The smell of roasted meat and the hung voice of the shop owner are carried along with the wind, which has grown much warmer.

The Sabbath, which also plugged in the second half of the snowflake month.

Leo was on his way to Hannah Orphanage, off Richiert - in Lower Town.

"Hehe, hehe, nice weather,"

"Really. This place will have a warm day, as if spring had already arrived"

Speak to Kai, who sits across the street with a smile, and he hammers with a smile, too.

This squire, who does not take the carriage vibration as anything, but sits with his spine stretched properly, was a useful actor in the realization of this trip to the lower town.

Leo said he wanted to go to the orphanage about two weeks ago.

Kai also negotiated with me tenaciously, but initially the Marquis' permission was never granted, and replies just came telling me that it was not possible.

For some reason, from the time I entered last week, I was suddenly interrupted by a letter from the Marquis. Anything, he said he was sunshining in the royal palace with his wife, and he didn't even have time to admit to replying.

And it was Leo who finally cut the paralysis.

There is still room to try if there is an opponent's reaction, but if they get through, they can't hit their hands.

(Oh, my God, why, I just need this permission to go downtown for a little while!

Leo had a plan.

That's why he leaked to Kai when he was in a hurry.

"Next Sabbath, if you can't go, I, I will die..."

It's called, "If you're hungry any more, you're gonna die," or, "If you're bored like this, you're gonna die!" It was a very mild statement, "but Kai, who overheard it, faded slightly.

And

"Dear Leonora! Please, the premature imitation...!

And when I shouted with a sad face, I grabbed my fist and jumped out of the room, as I had decided to do - and at dawn when I came back later that day, I had fitted my permission to go out.

Anything, he hung up on his father, the deacon, and obtained permission in the form of ex-post consent for the Marquis, who didn't have time to read the letter. He is indeed a child who can.

Kai then held his stomach for a while and managed to whine, "Give me protection..." but one day, he looked neat as if the possession had fallen.

I don't know, but I guess I put on some sort of fold.

(I'm sorry about that, Ky)

I don't see what would happen to a person who would also be twelve, just enough to go downtown for a day, but I know that an overly worrying disciple has unnecessarily caused me to recruit hard work.

(If you make money from cancer at the Snowflake Festival, I'll split the part-time fee for you.)

Inside, for him, he considered a breaking consolation, and Leo smiled again with an unfettered grin.

That's right.

Leo was secretly exhaling pneumonia to take part in this "Snow Flower Festival," which opens two weeks before the Spirit Festival.

Snow Flower Festival is a festival, so to speak, like the front seat, of the Spirit Festival celebrating the coming of spring.

Before the Spirit of Light illuminates the earth with spring sunshine, the Spirit of Snow melts itself and the Spirit of Flowers begins to swell its buds, celebrate it.

Specifically, you will receive a bowl of Torpe flowers that will be distributed all over town on the day of the festival, and you will begin to grow them for the Spirit Festival.

Full-blown torpedoes are used to convey love to heterosexuals, or to sprinkle petals on Spirit Festival Day to life the Spirit descent.

but Leo's purpose was not, naturally, to sell or eat torpedoes like that.

At the Snowflake Festival, you set up a large city that won't even take a pull on Spirit Festival Day in the hope that the torpedo will grow safely.

Leo treads that the reluctant merchants, who have no idea why flowers grow when the city stands, but were probably not tired of making enough money just for the Spirit Festival, had a similar festival.

In that city, unlike the Spirit Festival, even individuals without stores are allowed to sell their products.

In other words, goods can be sold without a special business license in the form of a bazaar.

Harnessing the dexterity of his hand, Hannah Orphanage handled a wide variety of things, from embroidery to flower making to meat skewers, and was one of the winners who usually earned rough money every year.

(Snow Flower Festival is tomorrow. I'm so glad I made it. I just want to thank Kai.)

For the Spirit Festival you can buy and earn, Snow Flower Festival you can sell and make money on.

Both have different pleasures.

Leo managed to jump into the orphanage the day before Snowflower Festival and was willing to join him in the sale.

As he was rocked by the carriage, he made his thoughts circle again about the plans for these two holidays.

First, meet Dean Hannah on her way to the orphanage. Meet Emmy Rio and the others who are good.

Then I meet Lena, get a gold coin for good, and attach a step back to good by the Spirit Festival.

And good things. Round up Kai to bring in for the night and prepare for the snowflake festival the next morning.

Before going to bed, we have a meeting with the children to open stores, staffing and timetables, get out around 4: 00 at dawn, inspect the shopping district before the city opens to analyze the price range and gather information. Just before the city opens at six o'clock, it's just a morning celebration, and then it's a furious sale.

(hehe...... no cloudy spot, perfect plan!

Whilst the action plan on Snowflower Festival is unusually specific, otherwise it is much more extreme, Leo did not doubt the robustness of the plan.

For the most part, when Leo works as a staff officer in a group, the plan is mostly cleaned up in one word. "Let's go ad hoc!".

"Enjoy,"

"Yes, Master Leonora"

A peek through the smile and out the window revealed the triangular roof building I had seen.

"Well, welcome aboard!

As she got off the carriage and Kai carefully knocked on the orphanage gate, an elderly woman dressed in a qualitatively clean dress ran over to the front door.

He is Dean Hannah, with grey-haired dark hair and wrinkles engraved in the shape of a grin, blue eyes with deep mercy.

Leo saw Kai standing in front unconsciously pulling out his shoulder in a personable atmosphere that seemed calm to see.

(Shit, sweet, Ky. This grandmother, two names like "Rihiert's Suzuran")

Suzuran is a terrible poisonous flower that has adorable white flowers but also sometimes causes heart failure with only live water.

"You must have been tired of coming from the college to this kind of out-of-town. Please come in. I am the director of this orphanage, my name is Hannah."

"Be polite. This is Lady Leonora, Marquis of Harkenberg. My name is Kai, my servant."

"Dean. That, the tone -"

Next to the two smiling names, Leo was about to put in a scratch, "Something, a tone like that nobleman".

but

"Well! You say to my lowly self, you can speak to me intimately! What a noble will!

Words can be sealed by Hannah, who has been hugging me for a long time.

Behavior that also looks daunting, but there's a cover with a flamboyant granny correction.

She then stepped on Leo's foot in a grand manner, under which the hem of the dress overlapped.

".................. Huh!

Slowly in my ear as I was stomped,

"You keep your mouth shut for a second."

and whispered.

Leo nodded reluctantly.

'Oh really, that you are as beautiful as the Spirit of Light!

Furthermore, Hannah somehow switches to quick-spoken Erlandic to celebrate Leo - she is also one of those fluent in Erlandic.

Leo was surprised, but she apparently looked at Kai.

(Kai confirms that he understands Elando...?

Unfortunately, Kai, who can read and write a little Ellandic but can barely hear, just looks back at Hannah with a face like a face eaten.

"Uh, what's that...?

"Well, I'm sorry if I did. When the Spirit of Light came to beauty, I felt like I was in church, and Ellandic came out. We are currently investing in education in the Ellandic language."

She excuses herself so in Weitz, "But will you let me praise her beauty again?," he put in a no and smiled at Leo.

That's how I tell you with a horrible quick mouth, only with a smile on my face.

"You have a lot to preach about, you big fool, good thing, sprinkle this beautiful boy and come to my room, in less than a minute."

"Huh."

Leo cramped his face all the time.