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"Nh... what the hell! Get off me!"

Laocles put an angel on his shoulder so that he could not go down to the earth. Yeah, there's no escape from Laocles' height and muscles.

Is this it?

"Yes! Thank you! Thank you!"

I thanked Laocles, and then I thanked the tube fox, who had served as a stumbling block, and I put it back in my pocket.

"Damn, what are you guys doing?!

Angels are as violent as ever, but Laocles is not scared. Well, normally, there's no child who can beat a plaster statue.

"Hey, don't sneak up on me."

When I looked into the angel's face, the angel intimidated me, and Laocles hastily pulled me apart.

"... I'll hold it down, but if you touch it badly, it'll bite you."

"Yeah."

Then Laocles held the angel on his shoulder with both hands and feet. So I look into the angel's face with confidence. [M]

"No, what the hell! If you can get me into the gendarmerie, do it!

Peek into the boy's face. It is dirty with mud, soot and dirt, but perhaps it looks beautiful after washing it clean. I don't really know the color of my hair. Too dirty, this kid.

The offensively distorted expression is a little scary, but there's something that's fascinating about it...

And above all... your blue eyes are shining brightly with your face!

He's aggressive, he's obviously alert to me, and he's so beautiful.

... yeah. Very good.

You're so angelic to watch out for humans!

"Nah, what are you laughing at..."

"Happy, follow me."

It was time for the angels to start freaking out. Yeah, I'm sorry. You'd be surprised. They caught me all of a sudden.

So I quickly start scouting angels. [M]

"Celeste, is it right?

When he called out his name, the angel shrunk and shrunk.... ah, I guess I scared you too much. Yeah, sure, I might be scared if I get caught in the evening by someone who failed to pick up around noon and call my name. But we're not suspicious.

"Um, Celeste. I want to hire you."

"... what?

However, the fear has suddenly turned into a pocahon. I'm not going to say anything that weird.

"I'm painting. Still running, though. And I wanted to paint you."

"... I don't know why. You're rich. You can buy something more beautiful in the shop."

"No one was more beautiful than you."

To tell the truth, Celeste had a faint face, and then she looked so... scared, illuminated, and confused.

"I'll pay you properly. About a month... no, two weeks. If you come and paint it, I guarantee all the food and clothing in between. Apart from that, I'll pay you. I don't know."

Celeste had long, dark eyelashes like that of an angel, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Ha...? No, why?

"No, I'm starting to want to paint..."

"... is that your hobby to paint dirty little kids?"

"Um, I'm sorry, but you're going to have to clean it up. If you wash it, you're an angel."

"I, uh...."

Said the angel, Celeste had an unspeakably uncomfortable look on her face. Hmm, really angel.

When I was satisfied with Celeste's first angel, Faye followed me from the side.

"... corn. Um, just in case... I think there's something else I have to ask you first."

"Huh? Hope for a costume?

"Wait. Before that. Before that... If his parents were here, we'd have to talk to them, right? Huh?"

Oh, that's right.

If this kid had a Guardian, he'd have to talk to you too. Yeah, I know you have to get parental approval to use the kids model.

"Well, then, Celeste. Your parents....."

... but as soon as she said that, Celeste showed her nervous expression again.

This is....

"... I think my father would sell me if he paid me."

... wow. Well, that's... uh...

And for now, it's convenient!

"Then let's go to your house!

There seems to be some kind of complicated family situation, but let's go forward now. I can catch angels. I can catch angels. Mm-hmm.

Wait a minute.

... when I thought so, Celeste called out.

"Well, we haven't talked about it yet! Salary talk!

Oh, that's right. Yes, I do need your parents' consent, but most importantly, your will. If your salary is going to be involved, we need to talk about your salary.

"Hey, how much do you want?"

"Hmm...."

But I'm not good at payroll. Anyway, Krah's salary was "one house with interiors".

"Corn, stand back a little. I'll talk to you here."

If I was in trouble, Faye smiled and walked forward... dropping her hips in front of Celeste.

And then...

"How much do you want?

... I've heard so much about it. Driftstone, nobility.

"... 50 gold coins"

And Celeste answered immediately. Uh, driftstone, angel...?

Hmm. It's quite good.

Faye makes a little thought... and then asks Celeste again.

"If I say I'll give you 50 gold coins to model a painting, will you come?

"Let's go."

What a brave angel.... even though it's a bit sad.

"Oh, you need money, don't you?

... Celeste didn't answer this. And that's almost the answer.

"... well, no. Fifty gold coins for now. So, how much does your father want?

"I don't know. How much do you owe? I'm borrowing money from everywhere so I can't be enslaved...."

"Oh, debt." If you gather all of them, they'll enslave you. I like that guy. "

Fay laughed hard... and then I heard it with a little serious face.

"Do you like your father?

I don't want him to die.

... maybe I'll never forget Celeste's eyes at that time.

"Okay, that means... mmm"

Fay thought of something and then scratched his head and looked awkward as if he had remembered it.

"... I need to talk to you for a second."

"Yeah."

"We have the means to get him legally. If you pay off his parents' debts, we'll get him for that."

Eh?

... when asked in detail, the point is, 'people who can no longer pay their debts' are also slaves. And if he chooses to be a slave, it seems that the person he is supporting will be a slave as well.

In other words, in this world style, it seems like it would be subject to life protection. There is only one feeling around here, but I don't know yet.

"I think sending a child as a slave to a debtor is enough. You have money, or if you buy it in my name, you have a guarantee of identity, and you can't complain."

I think it's for the protection of children.

"Celeste's father would have chosen to be a slave to a boulder if he had to pay off his debts quickly."

"On the contrary, why haven't you ever made that choice?"

"I can only drink alcohol when my husband admits that I am a slave, and I won't be able to go to gambling. That's why there's so many people alive who don't become cheap slaves."

… process. Yeah, I sort of figured it out, and slavery isn't bad in this world.

Well, let's do that.

"Wait, wait, wait. You know what? You're gonna do that, which means you're gonna pay his father in full?

Yeah, I'm not in trouble with the money. Let's do it. I'll draw about 100 gems for that.

"... depending on the negotiation, you might be able to pay your father a fraction of the debt and get Celeste in exchange."

"Hmm... but that doesn't mean much to me."

"Well, if you don't have to think about the money... but I think it's definitely lighter for you. I don't want to be a slave. Making him a slave is, well, the right thing to do, but... I don't need it. I'll buy a grudge. What do we do?"

If you pay off the debt, Celeste gets it legally. Celeste's father will also work as a slave. I can get a guarantee of food, clothing and shelter for that.

... but that means that I'm going to take care of Celeste, and Celeste's father doesn't want to be a slave because he wants to play alcohol and gambling, and if he identifies them as slaves, he's going to be "not light", as Fay says.

Hmm...

"... you want to leave your father?

"Of course."

When I asked Celeste himself, he gave me a quick answer.

Well... then, the story is simple.

I see. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll take your father's debts in full and make you and your father a slave. So... uh, will you temporarily become my slave?

"I'll let you go immediately. Once the painting is finished... um, I'll let you go in about two months. I will also pay 50 gold coins. In the meantime, food, clothing and shelter are guaranteed. It may be a little inconvenient to live in the woods, but I will try not to inconvenience you as much as possible."

Describe the conditions as well as possible. Because I think it would be unfair if it wasn't.

"If you want to return to King's Landing afterwards, I will send it properly. If you live in a place other than King's Landing, you can help.... I'd be happy if you'd been in the woods forever, but I'm not forcing you to. I'll help you do what you want. [M] I don't know."

When I heard that, Celeste... looked like she was in trouble and confused.

"Nh, what is it, you just... why do you care so much about me? I'm the kid you just found, right? I think it's a slug. Wherever you need to be....."

... mmm.

That's true when they say so.

I'm happy to find the model, but more than that... well, what is it? I feel so dishonest to have the model do it, yes, goodbye, and I don't think I'm an adult either, but I think I'm old enough to call this child a "child", and I want the child to be as happy as possible, especially if there are children who want to leave their parents...

... above all, I value this powerful, beautiful angel as a model and then as a child.

"There's someone I can really take care of. I was so happy to have my meal divided, to have all the information taught me, to have him spend time at his house... and to have his place. Why he did that to me was because he was rating me."

"It's the same. It's interesting to watch. And he liked what I painted."

I was evaluated and I was given a place to stay.

I wasn't merciful, I wasn't proud, I was told it was a definite reason, and I got a place. As a legitimate reward for my evaluation, I was given a place by my teacher. [M]

I don't think that was pitiful at all, but I do think I'm really glad to be there.

... because I know what it means to be nowhere.

"I appreciate you, too. You're a great model, and you have great eyes. [M] That's why I want to help. I don't think so."

Now it's my turn.

I also want to 'rate' someone.

For a while, Celeste remained silent. Lie down, stay still... that's why I was waiting.

Meanwhile, Laocles' arms slowly relaxed. Still, Celeste didn't run away, so we just waited...

"... if you want me and my father to be slaves to your debt, don't let them see you at your feet too much. That son of a bitch, if you look like a duck, you'll get fucked."

Yes, he gave me advice.

"... um, I mean, is that okay? Will you be my model?

When I checked, Celeste looked me in the eye and said.

"What if you give me the money? Of course, apart from the debt, pay me 50 gold coins. That's the deal!

... what a brave reply, I'm glad.

This bravery! He's a real angel!

Then we went around King's Landing, visited loans everywhere, walked around, and collected Celeste's father's debts.

The money I had made available to buy a model at the slave shop was useful here. Mm-hmm.

... so I managed to collect most of my debts before nightfall.

"... you guys do a good job too."

"Right? This is the guy. If you become this guy's model, you'll be in trouble.

Celeste worked hard to collect the debt. She seems to be familiar with the back street and the money lending situation. Looks like Mr. Crowe.

... no, maybe this would have been faster if Claire had been here...

"I'm sorry."

So we went to Celeste's house.

It's a small, old house across the narrow alley on the back street. I'm leaning a little. And maybe the roof's leaking.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn..."

And I was knocking on the door, and someone came out and looked at us and looked at us. Well, you'd be surprised if I had a plaster statue with a nobleman.

"Yes, who is it?"

"Nice to meet you. It's Kirigo from above. I'm a painter at Lord Redgard's house."

With a much more decent title than "The Spirit of the Forest," I greeted Celeste's father. Then Celeste's father looked at us with a smelly smell.

"... what are you drawing for?"

"Um, I want to paint your son."

Celeste's father glimpses at Celeste behind us and then looks at me as if I deserve to be trampled.

"Huh. So?

... "So? It would be troublesome if they said '. But it certainly is. Just' I want to draw 'doesn't convey my claim. [M]

"So I came to get my son."

So I made a proper claim. Fay says, "How do you say that...? It was blurry, but I couldn't help it. I want what I can get.

"That's not good. I don't want Celeste to take me."

But Celeste's father laughed at that.

"Because you're the only relative I've ever had? That's not going to be easy for you to take. How can you let me take my beloved son?

Yes, the moment Celeste's father said it, Celeste murmured low. 'What is only one relative,' he said.

... I don't think there's any reason for that. However, I am hesitant to find out the circumstances involved here.

So... I remember what Celeste said earlier.

Don't look at my feet.

"Well, if you want me to lend you my beloved son, let me show you my sincerity, eh? Depending on what you give me, I'll think about it, too.

"... I see. Then this is it."

I looked at Celeste's father. Best of all, then say, recalling a few of the teachers' arguments (those who were rubbing with people at work).

"I bought all your debts. Look, it's your signature. I won't let you say I don't recognize you. I certainly look warm, but I don't like it when you lick my mouth thinking it's a breathtaking painting."

Seeing through the evidence of the debt signed by Celeste's father, he pulled Celeste in with his other hand.

"You and your son will be enslaved. On top of that, I'll take him. [M] Tell me if you can complain. I have rights."

... sir.

The teacher was ashamed to show me the quarrel, but your quarrel is now useful.