Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

"Hmm...... big stupid sister!

In a narrow garden, Gustav's dossed fury echoed.

Instead of flowers, this is still a flower bed filled with vegetables.

Old but well-maintained cobblestones.

It is the backyard of Hannah Orphanage.

Now Gustav was about to scold the little woman by giving in to a giant body that didn't look good in an orphanage that was so tight overall.

"Instructor quit and become a baker!? I gave up your name for baking!? That's what 35 good adults would do with a high-ranking mentor who could follow you all the way to the Lady of the Lake!

"No, don't tell me how old you are."

Meanwhile, the woman who gently flushed it to about a feather worm that had been on the breeze - Chris frowned a little and pointed her lips.

"I entrusted her to your name so that you could live."

"Oh, oh, in a letter that can only be read as that suicide note!

Gustav is a tannic surface that looks like he chewed up about a hundred bitters.

Every time he spoke to this sister, he felt more and more guilt swell in his chest for a girl with purple eyes.

It was five days ago that Gustav was taught by Leonora von Harkenberg and contacted Hannah Orphanage.

Though they took the time to deal with the aftermath of what had happened in off-campus learning, I rushed to the hospital feeling like doing it, and the boy with the mediocre face left to shake was taught that just the next Sabbath, Chris was promised to come to the hospital.

Anything, Chris and the boys in the yard seem to have frequent meetings about the site of Husheim Church, which is becoming ruined.

After all, my sister was alive. I was just missing.

But why. Where. What are you doing now?

Five days to wait while yakitori.

I rushed on the promised Sabbath, early horse, and what I saw on the front porch of the yard - holding a lot of bread, relaxing and interested in chatting with the children in the yard, was the appearance of my sister Chris.

Gustav had a bad feeling at a time when his sister, who was supposed to disappear in despair of a civil outrage, was smiling and talking.

As a result, she quickly turned down her surroundings and took her to the backyard to listen to her with her eyes open to surprise.

"... no kidding"

Gustav became a feather with a grand head.

What I heard was that my sister was not persecuted or anything, that she was fooled with bread but was out of a butch, and that her duties and spirits were thrown out and dawn on bakery training.

"What was my agony..."

Those days I thought I'd lost just one flesh parent, when they hurt me.

But yes.

In retrospect, this sister, when she confessed and was shaken by a man, or when she scorched the baked bread for the first time, was something that would have been the next day or kellow, so magnificently depressed that her surroundings were worrying.

Gustav stood in the courtyard, wrapped around Chris between the trunk of the tree and his arm.

"Oh, no, you're not going back to your sister, are you? I'm in big shape for nothing, and it's a tremendous amount of pressure. What, you want to dictate?

"Who talks about your sister? Oh, and more."

Gustav wakes himself up with a look on his face to his sister, who comes in with a quiet and disgusting remark.

Being young and pulled out by the Knights, and growing up in a sports club environment, he often had his hands ahead of his mouth, and his distance from people was often a little too close.

Thanks to you, I've never had a hard time dictating women, but how on earth did my behavioral tendencies hunt down that girl?

"... damn, you scared the innocent girl because of your sister."

In an attempt to identify the girl, it was Gustav who missed the prospect.

But it is also undeniable to him that he had a personal grudge that he might have lost his flesh parents because of her for harshly capturing the girl.

Around confusing my duties as a holy knight with my personal grievances is something to reflect on, but nevertheless, if Chris had even explained the situation more decently.

Gustav struck his tongue and cursed himself with his heart for being a fool and his sister for not dropping in various explanations.

To my brother, who shook his head abominably, Chris said, "What's wrong?," he asks relaxed.

When Gustav confessed to a series of interactions with a female student known as the "Abnegation Virgin," she opened her eyes completely.

"Oh no! You did that to Leo!? You suck."

…………

Gustav's stern face becomes the top of the Buddha.

I know, but I didn't mean for my sister to tell me. Besides, what's the name Leo?

When he gave such a look, it was a great force beside him, but it seemed, of course, that there was no damage whatsoever to this large and diagrammatically fat sister, and she frowned rather to blame her brother.

"Just looking at it, you realize that kid, he might have been abused, too, don't you? Besides, it's all rust out of us - our responsibility - that the scourge has spread and the church has been slapped to great lengths. I can't believe you're blaming her for that. I'm gonna have to scold you for being such a genius."

Her remarks were earaches to Gustav, and were not something that Natalia had already poked at and reflected on herself.

but again, is it because I am immature as a mentor that this sister tells me no more?

"... if you could have lost your family, that's the only flesh and blood parent you've ever raised about me... you'd be a little less calm"

Told regrettably, Chris laughed as troubled.

Gustav has a good physique and deserves to be described as fierce, even with a face.

Blaming him with that often passing low voice was mostly more shrinking, but in front of this sister, after all, he is only a handy brother forever.

With abominable thoughts,

"I repeat, are you qualified to talk to your sister about adulthood? Easily renouncing your name."

Gustav stares at his sister.

He was proud of his position as a knight, although his attitude was light-hearted.

For reasons I don't really know, such as because I can't bake bread, he let go of the carneliant sperm lightly and was really angry about his sister, who was driving the world into chaos.

"Hmmm......"

but chris doesn't move.

She blurred and told in the same serene tone as she looked up at the clear snow-cut moon sky.

"Well, hey. But I don't know, I felt like that was the right time."

"What?

"When prayer began to lag behind and water began to weaken, it was no longer I who asked the Carnellient to cover it adequately.... Somehow, I thought you were getting tired of helping me."

The Spirit is whimsical.

And the flow of nature is unshakeable, magnificent, and cannot be changed where humans have scratched their feet alone.

"If time wants it, the Church and Empire will perish, and if not, they will survive. Whether I take it or scream, I'm sure the flow won't change."

Instead, if I had, I might have truncated Chris from the carneliant.

Because the Spirit is a creature who loves an unfeeling soul.

- I will intervene myself, but the results will remain the same.

But if anyone else caught her eye, or.

Chris looked up at the sky blurry for a while, but laughed furiously,

"- Nah. I mean, I just wanted to be a baker."

I gazed at my brother like a prank.

But Gustav didn't say anything back.

With him, I know how little the Spirit captures.

That is why he does not seek to borrow that power in mischief, no matter how much he is loved by the Spirit of Fire.

"... I knew you were going to suck at Auxiliary. And Princess Bianca, pity you."

Chris reacts to that whine this time.

As she had asked what the hell was going on, Gustav had scratched and explained that the Empress had obtained a new sperm of the Lady of the Lake, and that behind it was the activity of Leonora von Harkenberg.

"Well......! Regardless of the fact that Her Royal Highness is my beloved son, if Leo, even then..."

Chris was taken aback.

I didn't think that was the intention behind your name.

But the way that the kind hearted girl ran for a citizen who couldn't even pull a well fell so heartily that Chris leaked a sigh of admiration.

"When I got back to the academy, he showed me the formation he was holding back, but it was brilliant. After circulating the water safely and bringing grace to men, it is a beautiful, mutually beneficial formation that draws a circle and returns to the lake. I think it's the prince."

The small formations against the Great Formation are created quickly by outstanding students and, through the Bernstein Chamber of Commerce, exam operations are carried out in some poor villages.

People who had only been able to drink cloudy swamp water due to earlier water shortages also had cheap access to clean lake water, freeing them from the fear of infectious diseases and from the burden of well drawing.

People are therefore thankful to the maker of the formation -.

Chris gave a haunting look when Gustav told him about the miraculous later conversation.

"That's great though...... Is it okay that His Royal Highness drew the formation? Well, in your position?

"Oh. As for the Church, it is a formation that does not exploit the Spirit, but maintains a sympathetic relationship with it, with a particular indication of will not to view it as a problem.... but still, if you're nobles, I don't know"

Gustav looked up because it was visible that the ancient nobleman with the right to cure water would be raging when he knew what was going on.

All in all, they have heavy hips and show unusual anger at being vandalized with their vested interests, even though they never try to get their hands on the challenge of "expanding water and sewer to the poor".

If they hit that grievance in unison, they would have to punish the prince with an emperor of mighty power.

Using the power of the Church as a shield, clear up the girl's worries.

To this end, I put my restraint on being Gustav so that I could avoid the punishment of the prince whom the girl admires -.

"Hey, Gustav"

Unexpectedly, Chris looked up at Gustav and smiled.

"With me, you're gonna wipe your ass, aren't you?

Gustav blinked at the calm, but powerful, voice.

This is the voice, and the smile, of this seemingly serene sister when she blushes.

- Why don't you show me how temperamental you are to wipe that ass, rather than being outdone and resented by the 'kid'?

A certain word came back to Gustav's brain.

It belongs to a girl who has glistened her colored eyes into strong anger and stared straight at this one.

It was, unlike that of the Abnegation Virgin and the Praiseworthy Girl, harsh and aggressive, but also deeply engraved in his chest for that matter.

"............... eh?

Thick lips lift unconsciously.

I can't help but fly to such a pleasant offer.

"What can I do?

Chris smiled and opened his mouth to his brother, who had his usual fierce grin completely and tilted his neck with pleasure.