Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

"Come on, Master Leonora. This is the room."

When he crept through the corridor of the crowd's eye and reached the dorm room, Kai opened the door respectfully.

Only Weitz College boasts a huge area, and just as spacious a dorm room. In addition to the furniture provided, there were also small items that the Harkenberg family had made available abruptly, and the fireplace burned in the morning, so much so that it could be called a room in the royal palace.

"Really, you didn't think this noise was just about enrolling. You must be tired. I'll make you some tea now, so please, Master Leonora, relax."

Kai, who worked on unloading and tea support, noticed something was wrong with her husband and raised his face.

"Master Leonora?

"Here..."

Leo was stunned.

"Really, me, is that the room?

"Yes. I'm sorry, it's still a lot narrower than the Harkenberg mansion, but there's something about the college that puts up qualities, solidity, so this size seems to be the limit even though it's the Marquis. For that matter, we are focused on furniture…"

Apparently, an orphanage would describe a space where about fifteen people could sleep in miscellaneous fish as "narrow" in the college.

Leo thought seriously about cracking the head of this squire and college associate to write down the correct meaning of "qualities, solidity".

(Thought the college didn't have any treasures, but maybe we should reconsider this minute...)

I was wondering if the jewellery the nobleman would bring in was a mountain of Sekiyama, but what is it, paintings hung on walls, marble coloring the hallways, even the toilet door knobs are first-class.

(No, no, no, no, I'm not a thief. You shouldn't pick it up, except for what's falling. Neither the floor nor the door knob will fall on the road. So there's nothing I can get. Without it!

Leo and his fellow orphans are all of a kind character, but Hannah Orphanage has a strict commandment: "Don't steal, don't kill, don't harm". Between stealing and catfish, there's a wide, deep ditch.

But even though I knew it, Leo thought what a trouble-ticking space it was with the college, where his hands seemed to nod unexpectedly.

"Come on, Master Leonora. After an hour's break, from ten o'clock, it is a tea party for freshmen. I'll fix your clothes and your hair, so please take your time. I'm staying with you."

"Tea Party!?

Different story. Leo's slender plan to just retrieve Master Carr and see the gaps and escape seemed to be getting more and more postponed.

"Yes, the first prince of" Spirit's Beloved ", who is also the student chairman of the College - at the mercy of His Royal Highness Prince Alberto - seems to offer sweets that are rarely seen, etc."

"Mm..."

As for Ky, he intended to highlight the extraordinary presence of Prince Alberto, known for his brilliant eyebrows, but Leo was moved by the confectionery part.

Sweet things don't mean I like them special. but the food you can get for free is first and foremost the best in the world.

(I don't have a choice. If I get here, it won't change after I get the confectionery.)

The plan fell to its knees before appetite and monetary greed.

"So, uh, Master Leonora. This dress will be summoned to the Tea Party..."

Kai cut it out like it was hard to say.

"The one you're calling for right now doesn't look great either, but because of this, why don't you get dressed for something more glamorous? We store the dress that Emilia sent us in this closet."

When the squire opened both open doors, in the tall cat-foot closet, a luxury dress was causing a flood of color.

"Mm-hmm. I don't want to. Keep it up."

But Leo looked at them slightly and shook his head lightly. The thin ink dress I'm wearing right now is also hard to walk with, but the stuff I'm wearing is even more decorative and looks worse.

What Leo is looking for is only workwear that is easy to move. If that was the case, it was still better with a thin ink dress that seemed to have noticeable dirt.

Speaking of the prince-sponsored tea party, Kai frowned painfully when he saw his husband trying hard to put on a thin ink dress, even though it was an unparalleled appeal opportunity for the noble lady.

Around the age, it's also such a beautiful girl that there's no reason to push herself into the dark colors. But Kai ended up refraining from saying anything more after being watered down by her husband's firm resolve. One day, hopefully, a man will show up that will clear her worries and let her put together a brightly colored dress.

"Okay. Then let's keep that dress."

"Yes."

Kai tried and laughed brightly at her husband, who snorted.

"Dear Leonora, You are the daughter of the Herkenberg family at the heart of the Weitz Empire, and I am your squire. I repeat, please don't use respectful language."

It was both a carriage on the road and something Kai has repeatedly complained about.

But Leo just shakes his head like he's in trouble.

"I, other than this, can't talk"

I'd like to speak to Frank with Leo, but when we prioritize establishing it as a sentence, this has to happen. But Kai, unaware of such circumstances, thought to herself of her origins in Lower Town and her condition that she might have been abused by adults, reflecting on her own lack of thought.

(I'm sure Master Leonora is reluctant or afraid to talk to me intimately. Don't impose too much, you have to wait for your heart to relax...)

Kai prepared for the tea party as she subtly switched the subject and somehow coached her husband, who wanted to stroll alone.

Leo made his way to the tea party venue with a laid-back face, although he managed to defend his simple standing as it was after a battle with Kai, who wanted to decorate the whole thing.

(Damn... I couldn't go looking for gold coins after all...)

I'd like to wrap this squire around and explore the courtyard, but I'd also like a free meal. Leo's heart was disturbed by a thousand things.

As I walk kicking in my abominable dress, I get near the dining room, which is the venue - even though this is again a palace-like stand-up with heavy stone construction -. The other freshmen, accompanied by their squire, kept knocking through the dining room doors, so much so that Leo seemed to get tired of relaxing just by treasuring their clothes, which he had congratulated.

(I know it looks fancy. I know...... something - too different dimension to move my forefinger)

Yes. It's only gold that I like Leo. Gems and beautiful cloths are not great in themselves, but attractive because their value when redeemed looks transparent.

I guess it would be expensive if there were plenty of gems and embroidery on it - Leo knows about it, but even if he shows off an animal feather that he's not sure about, or a bizarre design that suffers from understanding, for Leo who doesn't know how much it's traded for, it just feels like watching the town festival masquerade.

I think Leo would be interested if he even put it on the price tag.

And as he walked with his dead fishy eyes, the students in front peeled off, and the Leos also reached the entrance to the dining room. The other students seem to be entering with their faces up, so the moment I step out to imitate it myself -

(Hmm?

Leo found something to worry about.

Technically, it's a person. At the entrance to the dining room, make sure to hold the door and a young man stands.

Though standing is beautiful, its hair color and appearance was a mediocre word, but that's not an issue for Leo. What mattered was what he was wearing.

(Ooh, he's lowering the coin from his neck! Then you're a homosexual)

The young man was hanging something with a leather strap under a qualitative shirt like that worn by a servant. Speaking of a man hanging with strings, a amulet with his lover's hair, a rocket of his mother's shapes, is about another amulet replacement coin, but Leo knows that he has hung coins himself for years.

(Tension of this string, this color that looks clear from the shirt, let alone the Needlershelm silver coin!

It is the same in that it is of inferior value compared to the cars, but rarely in the hands of ordinary people. If you deduct that Leo's car was given to you by people over a certain period of time, how economically privileged he must be to be hanging silver coins.

Leo stepped on the youth as a "monetary enthusiast" and threw a gaze full of companionship, but the other guy just gave him a suspicious look back.

(- Mm, didn't you pass it on)

Rather, it seems suspicious in one way or another. My gaze hurt.

(Yabe Yabe)

I can only laugh and deceive at times like this. One of the meetings would be perfect.

Speaking of which, remembering that I was a girl now, Leo decided to show Emilia the "Lady's Thanksgiving" she had just been taught yesterday.

Then pinch the soot of the dress with three fingers and drop one knee inside the cloth.

(Er, I'd love to see you wash clothes all over the shit. You pinched them with your fingertips and squirted a little clueless. So, turn your face up a little like when you peel the kid's peeling sheets, thank you,)

It was also surprising for Leo to get a pass from Emilia in one shot, dubbed walking manners, simply by combining routine operations in the orphanage.

"Dear Leonora...!

But there's a rushed voice hanging from behind. Well, looking back, Kai whispered

"That is the finest thank you......!

And I've been pounding my ears.

(That)

Even Leo somehow figured out that it was not a good idea to give an obedient standing youth opponent a thank-you for pointing at the royal family to see it. The advice, along with whispers like, "No, look," comes signs of ridicule.

(Yabe yabe, erm)

It's not Leo who cares about this offense, but it's one bad thing to play the lethargy in front of Kai, who is a component - and I think Leo. Leo, slightly panicked, snorted heavily.

"... it's fine. Don't you see?

Secret moves · "Huh? What, were you wrong about yourself? The other way around, huh?" It is a method of warfare. It was also a very versatile and versatile method for inadvertently masturbating in front of fellow citizens.

No, I'm in trouble. You really don't know? When I sent a targeted gaze, the squire, bewildered, looked at the youth again - so I opened my eyes all the way.

"Also, sorry!

It is the first time that Leo's gratitude has been so flat-headed as to be sumptuous earlier. Confusion spread around me.

On the contrary, it was Leo who intensified his impatience.

(Ugh......, do it, Kai's one, did my method of warfare work too well)

Besides, I'm lowering my head a few steps lower than the earlier finest courtesy because I have the awareness that my identity is below Leo's.

To that figure, Leo remembered about his disciple in the orphanage.

(No, those guys, too, when I deceived the evil, would have believed it stupid honestly and imitated it, and Hannah would have spilled it on me. I'm gonna cry about the pomegranate case.

The pomegranate case is an event in which Leo, who wanted to harvest the pomegranate faster, deceived "this is how the pomegranate grows" by watering it more than necessary, and his disciples believed and watered it further, wiping out all the pomegranates in the yard. Hannah was furious, Leo was sentenced to snare forfeiture, and his disciples were also experiencing butt slapping concerns.

It was a bitter memory for Leo, who hurt not many disciples avoiding temporary shame, and also lost his hidden possessions.

"... Kai, stop"

If you look, the youth are frowning as well as troubled. Leo followed the lessons of the past and decided to wear his own shame.

"The pomegranate doesn't want it."

"Pomegranate...?

Wrong.

"No, you know, I, I was wrong. Thank you, let's not. And let's go."

Encourage him to leave the scene anyway, whilst at odds. Kai was on tour, but eventually when he met the young man again in small measure, he walked out.

From behind it, Leo was unaware that the youth was giving him a thoughtful glance.

"Master Leonora, why were you earlier..."

"Shit."

Kai tried to steam the story back when he entered the dining room, but it got blocked. It was stopped by my husband, and more than that, because my surroundings were simultaneously defied by the appearance of the two.

Everyone on the spot was overwhelmed by Leonora's beauty, which could not be deceived by a qualitative dress, and was breathtaking uniformly.

Stunning, envious, praising. The gaze directed at the girl varies, but they all have fever in them. Kai was proud that her husband enchanted her surroundings with that beauty and also in an instant.

(What, this eating cancer watching attack...... ha)

On the other hand, Leo, who has a faint sense of being a broken girl, interpreted the students who turned this one around at the same time.

(I see, this sharp glance is allergic, with us jumping cancer when the newcomers arrive waiting for the order of the morning market. I don't give you the vegetables I picked in the morning (because of you), I feel as strong a will as that...)

In the morning market of the Knee and Richiert of the Weitz Empire, the first hundred people are behaved free of charge with stuffed vegetables and fruits, but Leo was a fierce warrior who received it fifty times in a row.

I mean, that's all the bumps on the table ahead - expensive treats. Leo, who stepped on it, shut up the mundane Kai and approached the table with slippery footsteps. Smooth movements that do not alert others are fundamental to morning market hunters.

Even though it is a tea party, it seems to take the form of a standing meal because it is a meeting aimed at interacting, and the wide round table is dotted everywhere in the dining room. We were able to get to the table you were looking for right away.

"... what"

But Leo, who had slightly tested the food on the tabletop, leaked a disappointing grunt.

A tea wrapped in cloth and served warmly, sandwich. A cake with a scone full of raw cream and plenty of raw fruit. They were all first-class products that became the hands of first-class craftsmen,

(- It's just sweets, it's not going to be sunny...)

Food available for free is honorable.

Just to greed, free rice that lasts longer and ends up replacing lunch, dinner or breakfast the next day is more honorable.

For Leo, who is not as interested in sweets, a few steps would have been more appreciated for things that are suitable for preservation and easy to take home, such as pickling herring oil, pickles and assorted nuts.

(No, no, you shouldn't say luxury. Free rice is free rice)

There are no more shards left in Leo's brain, such as the spirit of the Tea Party. In its head it was filled with steps on how efficiently to fill its belly.

And that's when.

Geez, and the yellow scream went up in unison, and Leo looked back at every cheek inflated with food.

"- Welcome to Weitzzecker Imperial College. As a student representative, let's welcome"

Behind the dining room, on a briefly arranged stage, the refreshing young man who appeared said a refreshing greeting.

Clear blue eyes reminiscent of the southern ocean with pale blonde hair that melts in the sun's rays. The sweet and tidy appearance is enough to be called "beloved son of the Spirit" - First Prince of the Weitz Empire, Alberto.

His appearance, however princely, as if appearing in a fairy tale, was uniformly coloured by his surroundings, mainly female students.

"Oh nice......! That's Alberto, the brainchild of the empire. I'm also convinced that I left my senior year and became student chairman. I am so glad that I, Master Alberto, was able to enroll in this college while you were at school!

"Yeah, really! Look, check it out! The high magic remains a particle, and your whole body will glow lightly."

That's no longer a surprise human being.

When you decide and see that it will surely be an aristocratic and specific expression, there are indeed glittering grains of light scattered around the prince's surroundings. I was surprised.

His Highness sings, and the Prince glows. Apparently that's what the aristocratic world is, Leo carved it into his heart.

"The care of freshmen is basically to be seen by the student council in the lower grades, mainly the first Crown Princess Bianca von Weitzzecker, a junior academic senior. Bianca, say hello."

"Good afternoon. I'm Bianca von Weitzzecker. As I now refer, I am the First Empress and the sister of the Student Chairman, but on the premises of this College I am only one of the ultimate academics. Ladies and gentlemen, please call me Bianca and feel free to talk to me."

Earlier in the corridor, the girl standing by the piercing with the jewels seems to be Bianca. Like his brother Prince, Leo thought he had a beautiful blonde look, but he looked like he had some kind of a keen face.

Finally, I think it's quite easy to talk to him while appealing to him about being an "empress" or "sister of the student chairman." While completing a sandwich that had all eight species, Leo wrote the names of the Weitzzecker brothers and sisters on the "Who Want to Stay Out of It" list in his brain. Either way, today or tomorrow, I'm going to leave this college.

The speaker then returned to his brother, the prince, and he concluded with a smile when he stated in a clear tone the attention and mindset to be taken in the college.

"Let's treat the tough stories with this. From now on, be free to deepen the interaction between freshmen. Let's go around the table too."

Both men and women cheered when they knew the prince they admired would come right beside them. The quick minded move to the table closer to the princes, and even the dragging contrived stare at them in such a way that they cannot hide their hiccups and expectations.

"Dear Leonora, Why don't you come near me?"

Prince Alberto is not only a heterosexual person, but also an important person who should definitely stay close to you as a nobleman. Considering that he would be neglectful of the political rush, Kai has been earringing, but Leo shook his head lightly.

"Fine."

"Huh..."

To Kai raising his confused voice, Leo drank the last cake before stating it clearly.

"Anyway, it's a fake. Greetings, no need."

I was going to lay low that I was not a real Leonora as much as possible, but I also ate the sweets I was looking for, and at last there was no more untrained in this college. As much as Kai, who thinks of himself purely, he wondered if it was okay to deny him his identity.

I thought you'd be asked what that meant, but unsurprisingly, Kai, when he bit his lip softly,

"Well then... still of the earlier pomegranate..."

"Let's not talk about it."

Leo quickly blocked the story because he somehow steamed it back.

When Kai, who was interrupted from the conversation, nodded small "yes," he somehow began to turn his glittering and respectful caged eyes to Leo.

"As Leonora said."

Apparently, he has no intention of pursuing Leo's identity.

I was surprised Leo, but, well, if he wants to assume he's Leonora about himself, that's nothing. That's not what I found out.

(Well, are you there...?

Instead of another cup of tea, Leo quit the spot early as he tilted his neck.