All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

"Well done, Tata." This is our heart from the Lord. "

"Yes, I would appreciate it."

A room in a monastery attached to a temple.

This year, Tata, a thirteen-year-old nun, hastily received a small paper bag from an elderly nun.

This is your salary for this month. In a monastery where the spirit of service is honored, the award of money is never called a salary, but it is practically a salary because it is a reward for labor.

Well then, I will continue to encourage you very much.

"As the Lord wills."

Suitable for an honorable face, Tata responds with a lifelike voice and leaves the room.

Dedicating a paper bag to her chest, she stretches her spine and walks in the hallway of the temple, exactly what the nuns imagine.

However, when I turned around the hallway and reached the dance floor halfway down the stairs, I collapsed like a role model.

…………

In an unpopular place, Tata glanced around. There is no sign of anyone around. If the sound echoes here, I can react to the footsteps when someone approaches me. Tata unconsciously confirms the two points and quickly takes the banknote out of the paper bag and counts the salary amount.

The amount was about 50,000 phosphorus.

"... ehehehe"

Tata, the nun, laughs furiously.

It is generally too expensive for a month's labor remuneration. Even with the same nuns, for example, if Fan goes to work full-time for a month or six times a week and is given this salary, he will either fly a drop kick to his supervisor on the spot, or even solve his parents' and children's obsessions for a decade before rushing into a direct trial with the mayor of the same day.

However, Tata, the so-called monastery group, received more money than the nuns who grew up in the same monastery. They are all orphans or people who, for whatever reason, can no longer be close to their parents. Since childhood, clothes, food and shelter are provided in the monastery attached to the temple, so there is a strong sense that labor is a reward rather than a reward.

Regardless of the amount of salary, there is no shortage of living. Tata's salary was increased according to merit because she worked best for a newcomer from this year.

That was a pleasure for her.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph!"

Tata returns the banknote to the paper bag, causing her to bounce more than before. I'm not happy that I received the money. Tata's cheeks were loosened when her achievements became visible.

This amount is the result of your work.

The fact that the effort was recognized as a result brings to mind. What a sacrilege and a heart to mock, but that's it. Once, Tata, who was affirmed by the slave girl, learned that it was good to be honest and happy.

When I was walking around the temple grounds in such a better mood than usual.

Oh, Tata!

Hiding the pay bag in the back of my hand when I heard it.

This voice is someone I know. When I checked the direction of my voice with a tight rusty motion, there was a girl dressed in exotic costumes younger than Tata.

"Ri, Rinrin...!"

"Ooh, Tata." We haven't seen each other at reception lately, have we? ”

She's not a friend of Tata's, waving in a casual tone. It was rather a natural enemy.

Lin Lin.

I know her name because Tata was in charge when I registered her as an adventurer. A girl who was only eleven years old and had jumped into the iron fire of an adventurer in combat.

Eleven years old, she is still sheltered by her relatives. Tata also reasonably admits that she is an adventurer younger than herself.

But the personality is water and oil.

For the kind of words and actions that lick the world, I wave a scornful trick around me. The combination of the pride of words and deeds that reveal talent with the best boy, who is absolutely aware that he is cute, can't help but think of Tata's nose, which respects purity and chastity.

"W-why are you here?!"

"Why, I just stopped by the temple to ask if Ren-chan was there, because I got a break from Master today." Tata, have you seen Len-chan? "

"Oh, I see... no, I haven't seen it, so I don't think he's in the temple."

"I see. You weren't even at the training ground." Damn, if you had time for me, you'd have to come and pick me up, but Ren-an-chan is dull, right? "

"Yes? I don't think it's possible to match them without a promise...?"

"Haha? I'm letting you stroke my head, so naturally what?" I wonder if Tata thinks that bad talk is a strength? "

What I don't know is your reasoning and your sensibilities.

The tone of Tata's voice, which is often praised for its seriousness, became stronger.

This girl's party leader is called "Ren Oni-chan". He's older than Tata, but he's still a teenager. From what I can see, Rinlin, who was born in the east of the country, obviously has a different race, so he has no blood ties, but for some reason I have seen him nostalgically calling him "Onii-chan."

"More than that, I'll hide it from Tata... ah"

Hey, Tata's mischievous eyes peering into the back of her hand captured the pocket.

I hold it in my chest to reflectively protect the paper bag.

"Ah, I won't give it to you!" We use it to make a living, and we donate the surplus to the church! ”

Huh?

Lynn frowns in surprise at the attitude of not being deprived of her proof of labor.

"I'm not taking people's money. What do you think Tata means to me?"

Ugh

The guilt in your moody mouth makes you feel guilty. I'm sorry for what I said and did. It is a serious attitude as a person before the priest, such as mistrusting people.

"I'm sorry, I was caught in the middle of a foolish suspicion. Please forgive my immaturity."

"I can't understand it." In other words, you donate the salary you received? "

"Of course it is."

In response to frequent questions from the secular world, Tata stretches her chest at a young age.

“Money is the price of labor, and it doesn't mean anything more. The surplus of living well is purified by giving back in the church!”

Donating the surplus of the salary received by the nuns can be called an implicit understanding that is close to common sense for a monastery grown-up. It's where I grew up, and it's where my little juniors grew up. And they shall redeem their labors for them.

Just a little bit, I'll skip the cafe bill with Fan, but that's an error. You are allowed to use a little bit for yourself.

However, it seemed that Rinlin from another country was unfamiliar with the idea.

"Hmm. It's weird."

What do you mean, weird?

Before Tata was born, her mouth was caught in the habit and her lips were clenched.

"I pay to the church without extra money. Accumulation is a sin. If you learn to save, people's minds will rot. There is nothing wrong with purification!"

If you don't allow us to store money, what will you do with the money you donate?

"The money donated will benefit our brothers and sisters in the monastery!"

"That's right. I don't think the temple people are luxurious with money."

Huh?

Murmuring unexpected objections.

The monastery's brothers and sisters said that spending money was luxurious, and I couldn't deny it. Lynn pointed out from a point of view that Tata had never thought of before.

"I know it because I learned it from my madam, but of course, I get subsidies from the city for the operation of the monastery."

"Ho... you?"

"Yeah, that's not extravagant, but it's enough for Tata's 'discreet life'. Especially in this city, there are rumors that the mayor is not involved in the temple."

Huh? Huh?

Hearing about the mechanism and rumors at first hand, Tata's eyes turned black and white.

"Considering that amount, isn't Tata's salary a mistake?" In other words, we recommend that the salary given by the temple be used for donations other than living expenses. In the end, we only give the salary other than living expenses. The money of the Western Church circulates in the Western Church, the system of exploitation, that. If we don't spend money on things other than living expenses, we won't have a chance to find out about the outside... oops! It's a brainwashing facility. "

Lynn's valve is extreme. Of course there is room for disagreement, but Tata, who gained faith as part of her life, did not logically learn faith. I couldn't say it back.

On the other hand, Tata's doubts about "maybe" even surfaced in her chest as she woke up to the joy of capitalism as a reward for her achievements.

Y-You guys, let's go.

Chang himself, who has planted suspicion about the environment, makes his voice bounce and wraps Tata's hands in both hands.

“Why don't you go play with me? Spending money is a fine thing to do as a person, isn't it?"

Forget the glittering eyes pouring into Tata's pocket.

In response to the unexpected suggestion, Tata's heart bounced more than expected, inviting her to play outside for the first time.

Tata hardly knows how to play in the city.

Because her life is complete in the monastery. There is no need to go out of the temple grounds, from waking up to labor, from clothes and food to shelter to be given. The people they come into contact with are also nuns who share the same values that they grew up in the monastery.

Farn, a nun from the outside, taught me how to breathe, but it was a little extravagant in the café, and it was a little bit of a play. Even so, it was a courageous step for Tata.

Not a single step from the abbey site is normal for nuns who grew up with orphans.

"Wait, wait, Linlin...!"

"Oh no! Tata, it's too late to walk." Come on, come on!

I'm not used to walking, so don't let the waves fly, and let Tata be pulled by the rinlin.

I'm holding hands.

The streetscapes that were being pulled back were exotic to Tata.

It's funny to say that I will guide you with confidence, and I only know one cafe.

"No, that's not true!" That shop is in a nice place. "

"Well, that cafe certainly looked adult and nice." I feel like I know it from someone's introduction. "

"Ugh"

Exactly, the crack in the elderly's daze is based on the speculation of the star.

Unsurprisingly... it was only natural, but Rinlin was paying for his own expenses. It seems that Tata's pocket made her eyes shine when she discovered the same generation that she was earning as an adventurer.

“If you were born in this town, why don't you get to know the locals better? It's a waste of your life that you're poor and unaware of."

"I can't get out of the monastery that way, so I can't help it." You may not know what it's like to be poor! "

"I can't help it, there's no excuse!" Is it fun to close yourself with a cramped idea? "

Rinlin was angry at the dialogue, but she was even more sassy now. Tata glanced at her surroundings.

Clearly, it is not the Herbaria people that are passing through this street.

"This place..."

"It's an immigrant town."

Tata's whereabouts are revealed.

As Lynn responded lightly, most people dressed in modest Tohoku costumes.

"Tsinghua's resettlement area is usually located in every country. In this country, there are quite a few second and third generations."

"Hee..."

Tata was the first time she had set foot in an immigrant town. You're supposed to be born and bred in a city, but you're caught in the middle of an unfamiliar neighborhood. Wooden buildings have different roofing materials. It is a city built by people who want to feel their homeland in a foreign country.

As expected, Rinlin, who was only born in Tsinghua and was completely familiar with it, had bought food that Tata did not know about at a stall with such a fragrant scent.

"Above all, the food is delicious." Tsinghua's cuisine is the best in the world! Look! "

"Hey, muguuu"

Ahaha

As she said, she thrusts a baked bun into Tata's mouth. Looking at Tata's cheeks, Lynn, the bad guy, smiles.

"Tata's face, heheheh!" It's a bun girl with a bun face! Ahahah! "

”Mu, guguuuuuuuuuuuuuu”

This is the way to say it, while doing it yourself. Tartare stuffed with baked buns will not make food crude, so chewing and swallowing is a priority first. The meat loin packed in thick skins is filled with plenty of spices.

"It's a feast... but, Rinlin!"

Irritating and dark seasoning on the tongue is rare in monasteries. It's definitely tasty, and I'm sure I'll stare at it after I finish tasting it.

"Don't be such a prankster!" Food comes from praying with respect for the Lord and gratitude for his daily life! I'm not going to force you to do your faith, but please give me time to pray before my meal! ”

"Wow, I'm mad, I'm mad!" Praying is all about compassion and habit! I know what kind of mysteries Tata can use! Why don't you study theology more than you know your habits? Since Tata is so obsessed with looking at it, it's better that way, isn't it? "

"N, nnnh...!"

Since I started working in the temple, I was stepped on a mine that was troubling me because there were not enough mysteries to use, and vermilion rose up on Tata's cheeks.

“By melting prayer and commandments into your life, you can earn miracles!”

"C 'mon! Tata, you lifted your eyes and looked at the ghost!" Wow! "

"Oh, ghost...!? You're more of a ghost than a nun!" Hah, really! Oh, I can't wait. You haven't preached yet! Wait... wait! "

"Ahahah, oneeeeeee!" This way! "

Rinlin, who was laughing sharply, raised his hand and made fun of Tata, who was angry.

An active child teases a little serious child. the people who walked along the path of the common child chase looked slightly annoyed and smiled more than that