Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

Spirit Festival, same day.

The sky was blue and clear, and the flowers beautifully broke its buds, exactly as they deserved on that day when they celebrated the coming of spring.

Artillery has been ringing in the morning in the town, and cities and dances are held everywhere.

All this day, tons of wine and sweets were behaved from every store, as if the cheerful laughter of the people would echo all over the country.

"Hehe, you seem to hear the festivities in town so far, you"

"Yeah, a little closer to the royal palace, and now there's another noise waiting."

I look out the window of the carriage and answer Lady Emilia, smiling with pleasure, as Klaus, Marquis of Harkenberg, strokes her beard.

On the day of the Spirit Festival, it was common for parades to begin at noon in the Royal Palace, followed by royal greetings from the balcony.

The people, intoxicated by shopping, dancing and wine in the morning, follow the day parade to the royal palace, where it is a series of rituals on this day to glorify the royal family.

Emilia remained smiling and spoke to her granddaughter, who sat next to her.

"Leonora. Why don't you look out the window, too? Spirit Festival vibes can be felt on the wind."

It was a girl as beautiful as a spirit who looked up all the time.

Carefully combed and some braided hair is a shine of sandalwood.

The little face has purple eyes full of zero, the nose through it and the adorable lips that fit in perfect balance.

The skin was white and smooth, with only the cheeks and lips slightly pale and precisely the beauty that they were likely to believe, even when said to be the Spirit of Spring, or Spirit of Light.

Such is her unconscious stroking of a soft shade of dress, like between beige and pink, from earlier on.

I was wondering if the lady was nervous. I tried to speak to her.

"No, it's fine."

The girl had a poor voice and only answered with few words.

In such a way, the lady rubs her mind just a little inside.

Because she had thinly guessed the reason why her granddaughter, who always had an adorable grin, was today as if she were preparing herself for something.

(Both sires, what are you thinking...)

I can hardly bear to see the sigh coming out.

Rumors about the royal palace and aristocratic society had still arrived in large quantities and quickly under Emilia, who once reigned as the hua of the social world.

Also delivered to her are letters from Kai day and night.

Inevitably, Emilia understood that the environment surrounding Prince Alberto, which she expected to be her fiancée, was now in danger.

(The prince overstepped his authority and used formation to get his hands on the area of water healing. Both sires ordered him to be magically sealed and discreet. Perhaps it is today - in some cases, a place for a tea party - that Shannon will come down to. To Leonora, I wonder if I can think of sin.)

Emilia quickly spins her thoughts inside, keeping a smile and smile on the surface.

She had grasped in a letter from Kai that in the context of the Prince's appearance in such an "outrage," there must have been a granddaughter's formation concept and doings.

And the fact that the prince is trying to take up the dragon symbol so that his granddaughter can't be blamed.

At the same time, the girl takes care not to blame herself. Not really, the prince seems to be laying low to facts about prudence.

(To be honest, I didn't expect that prince to show his temper that far.)

Emilia took out the fan loosely.

Her Ladyship valued the fact that the prince was trying to help her for her granddaughter and destroy herself to give her away, but she was just trying not to blame her.

Speaking in the first place, Emilia and the others hated the habit of enjoying the benefits of water treatment, and the Count Hagmeyer, who would never accept loads such as expansion.

Noble things, rights and duties must be fulfilled equally.

It's only a shame you can't do that, and you can't possibly have any right to complain where the kids have moved on.

Tea party with a matchmaker with a prince who may be stripped of his inheritance rights.

Such a thing, a normal person, would throw it out, but that's why Emilia dared to keep going in the line.

Being a crownless student, yet thinking of the people, forming a complex formation, and yet trying to shoulder its responsibilities alone, is heavenly sunny.

If you're such a superior man, there's no shortage as your precious granddaughter's counterpart.

Some blue odor is something that adults should correct while wiping their butts from now on.

What, assuming the emperor has ordered the usurpation of his inheritance, all he has to do is let the prince, who became a commoner, be adopted around the Count's house, and welcome him to the Marquis' son-in-law on top of that.

Weaving in the various elements of this one, Emilia was stepping on that it was possible enough.

(Today's is an "informal" place, sewn only between official duties. But at the same time, for the first time, both sires invited their subordinate daughters to a tea party. Whether the public takes this as a pageant or not depends on the way the rumors go)

This tea party is so unusual.

But that's why Emilia thinks she can roll if she manipulates the information wrong.

For example, if you think the prince is a boring man, then this tea party should only be "what brought my granddaughter to greet me during the Spirit Festival" and not make me smell engaged or anything.

You will only receive the foil, that you have been invited to a tea party hosted by both sires.

If, on the contrary, you are a prospective man, you will even triumph through the royal life and make sure to tailor the prince to his granddaughter's fiancée.

That much strength and power was in the House of the Marquis of Harkenberg.

(Most importantly, Leonora will not be able to organize her mind so easily...)

The only thing I care about is my granddaughter's heart.

Emilia looked at the girl, who had been silent from earlier, with a painful gaze.

According to a letter from Kai, when the prince told him to return the dragon symbol, the girl was disturbed sometime.

That would be true, because it's like being told by someone you admire to destroy a substantial engagement, no matter how much it is to protect yourself.

The girl then said she didn't even listen to the Prince's persuasion to cross again and again and was stuck in the room.

At first Emilia was going to scold her for her granddaughter, who, however much for her citizens, recklessly endangered her life and involved the prince of a country.

But as I read Kai's letter and heard about the girl being blocked, I couldn't wait to worry and wanted to hold her and comfort her.

But today.

I tried to see the girl for a while, and Emilia couldn't scold or comfort her, and she opened her eyes.

Because my granddaughter had some clear and ready look on her face, not knowing what was going on, not being scratched by the prince's transformation.

When she saw it, Emilia realized.

This brilliant granddaughter knows everything.

The seriousness of what I caused, the intention of the prince, everything.

If so, there's no word for Emilia to hang on her.

All I can do is protect my granddaughter, no matter what happens.

Her Ladyship dropped it so sincerely, and later decided only to enjoy the day of the Spirit Festival with her grandson, which had been fulfilled for more than thirteen years.

(Hmmm I should have dyed my eyes a little darker......)

Leo, on the other hand, had carefully checked the dress he had put together from earlier with the eyes of the producers.

After all, showcasing this "new product" today is the greatest thing in the country.

The check didn't matter how much.

(Though I was going to choose a dress with simple tailoring so that I could see this stain as much as possible. With so much space, on the contrary, would it be a bit prolonged? No, no, because your lower body should almost hide at the table......)

If it were to come true, Leo wanted to take off this dress now, put it on a mannequin, and start considering the most attractive looking pose. But I shake my head immediately.

(No, I've had my consideration over the course of the week! Human resources have been exhausted. All we have to do is wait for Heavenly Fate!

Yes, he had been locked in a room for the past week, giving blood to the tea dye of his dress.

Things happened last week on the Sabbath.

It's about the day when all of a sudden the prince came and asked me to return the gold coin.

Leo was of course greatly shocked and faded.

Because the prince's assessment, which had come and gone between the "good man" and the "fear taker" many times, was suddenly declared dignified by the arrow tip, which was finally about to fit into the "good man".

At that moment, the prince who protected himself from the cathedral's ransom, the prince who created the summoning formation of the water, and the prince who protected Leo with the thought of complying with his interests, only remained the statue of the vicious prince, who made a ragged noise and collapsed, later taking the gold coin under high laughter.

(What the fuck, that guy! I knew you'd end up taking gold coins! Why the hell not this time!

Leo got confused.

Even after the prince went "I'll come back tomorrow" and left, he was stunned in his room for a while.

But Kai, who came running over,

"Oh no...! I can't believe His Royal Highness wants his engagement broken...!

The shouting finally brought us together.

Earlier, the prince went into such outrage as soon as Leo waved about the tea party and said, "Sounds like a matchmaker."

I mean, it's me.

Leo, who dislikes it, was invited to a tea party hosted by his parents and thought he might accidentally become his fiancée, so he kicked it out.

I think he said give it back before they think he's my fiancée, so that's still the thing.

He understands that Leo can't resist if he takes the gold coins hostage.

(You don't have to do that, you can't be my fiancée from the beginning!

Through the shock, Leo got angry.

What a guy he is, trying to steal gold coins to avoid the possibility of not doing so.

Leo, I'm sorry if the prince... or the man is my fiancée.

I thought I'd go after him right now and make a grand claim to the area, but I immediately reconsidered.

That's when the prince is a man who disjoins people when he doesn't like something.

For today's sake, even though the threat alone was enough, it was not enough to actually deprive me of the gold coin by provocation.

(I'll protect you! I'll protect you, gold coins! This guy's already mine!

For Leo, gold coins are only gold coins.

Leo, who doesn't think that's what a fiancée candidate means, squeezed the gold coin all the time, swearing to his heart to escape the demon hand of the evil belt.

Then again, the prince came to see Leo, as he did every day, but Leo did not resolutely try to meet him and was running away with all his might, even when he was spoken to.

Anyway, it's important to stay out of sight in order to escape the installer.

It doesn't make any sense to someone with blood on their head.

It is fortunate that I decide to tell both sires on the day of the Tea Party that I am not willing to be engaged to the prince or anything else, and that I will continue to flee until then anyway.

That's why Leo kept pulling into the dorm room - and I hadn't noticed Kai seemed to be hurting or anything at all - but less than a day later, I quickly had time to spare.

Leo with more poverty than originally.

Though to protect how much gold coins, I couldn't bear to spend my days without attending free classes or selling sachets to my classmates.

So I looked at the tea dye.

In fact, this was inspired by the fact that when there was one incident with the prince, he had sprinkled his tea on a carpet in a grand way.

The stain of black tea was beautiful, but it was difficult to remove it even with the chi of the chore meister.

Then on the contrary, I wondered why not use it for dyeing.

Fortunately for the tea leaves, they were sent in large quantities by the Bernstein brothers.

Kai discards the tea leaves as soon as they are brewed, so Leo is also worried in the corner of his head, which was convenient in that regard.

Leo switched consciousness to commercial mode and embarked on tea dyeing when he sent a letter to the orphanage to get a postponed euphoria reply from Lena.

In choosing the white clothes that were becoming fattening, it was discovered that they were dyed at first dawn and that even the tea leaves that emerged could be sufficiently colored.

It took me five days to finish the best dress I could.

(It's called this soft pink color, it's called a natural gradient, and it's going to be taken by an adult woman who likes the feeling of not decorating. Waste use and handmade concepts have been a bit of a boom lately. I can...! If this comes to Her Majesty's attention, we can go...!

Business goes to the big.

Be bold if you want to set it up.

Of course, Leo was willing to use this tea party hosted by Her Majesty the Emperor and Her Majesty the Empress, the biggest sunny stage, to sell in tea-dyed dresses.

If only the Empire could disappointingly grasp the heart of its proud fashion leader, it wouldn't matter later.

Then you teach the Bernstein Chamber of Commerce how to dye and formulate and make money as a patent.

(All right, give me a voice!

Leo grabbed his fist all the time and hung his broken heart.

If I think I'm going to see both sires, even Leo is nervous, but if I think I'm going to present to a great customer (duck), I'm only excited.

Outside the carriage there is a spiritual festival going on, and I wanted to dip my nose in such a town atmosphere myself, but not if I'm shaking my heart to such a grief now.

We must prepare our minds to the fullest.

Leo repeated the simulation with care, Mrs. Emilia pushed all sorts of thoughts under her fan and Klaus just stroked her jawbeard.

The carriage carrying the three crept through the gates of the royal palace.