Ascendance of a Bookworm

Two days after I had the fever, the fever finally went down.

It's also quite risky to fix sunny clothes. In this minute, I'm going to have another fever by the end of the fix. With that in mind, I went out of bed and searched for my mother.

I leaned over to the table in front of the kitchen and saw my mother and Thuri doing their handiwork for good. Apparently, while I was feverish, I couldn't fix my sunny clothes, so I was putting out my sperm for manual work.

"Oh, Mine. Did the fever go down?

"Yeah."

"So why don't we just keep fixing it today?

My mother cleans up her handiwork with a little regret and starts spreading her sunshine.

"What about Dad? Morning shift?"

"It's noon shift, but the snow's deep, so I'm out."

Soldiers are also driven out by the snowflakes on the boulevard. He gets paid like a special allowance for snowflakes, but it's a heavy labor that doesn't fit for him, and my father is often blurry with alcohol.

"Come on, Mine. Put on some sunshine."

Seeing the thin fabric of the short sleeves spread out, I draw my cheeks all the way. If my mother wore it as she said, even if she stood in front of it, she would have another fever.

"Mother, can I wear a long-sleeved shirt?

"That's not gonna be the perfect outfit, is it?

"Fine. Because it's gonna be big by summer."

My mother put her hand on her cheek and leaned her neck with a hugely suspicious frown. After scouting his gaze in a variety of ways, he exhales.

"... Isn't that hard?

At least, I hope so, Mother!

I didn't want to fever again, so I put on a long sleeve shirt and got permission to fix it.

"It's the shoulders that don't fit the most. What are we gonna do with this?

My mother is right, the most sloppy and unadulterated part of wearing Thuri's sundress is the shoulder area. So I pull all the shoulder-width areas together. Then it becomes like an off-shoulder dress with a drape over his shoulder.

He said, "Well, you're gonna get a shoulder, aren't you?

"Yeah. So you put a shoulder strap with the right cloth or string around here close to your neck. If you still have the pieces of cloth left when you make this sundress, that's fine. If it wasn't, would it be a blue cloth? It goes with embroidery and sash, so I guess it's okay."

"There's still a cut. Just shoulder straps would be enough."

My mother brought a slice from the cloth closet. After rounding the ends of the pieces like strings, I could sew them up as shoulder straps. A sloppy piece of shoulder appeared to be an off-shoulder-like design piece with camisole-like shoulder straps.

"Oh, you can't lose your shoulder with this."

My mother nodded satisfactorily, then frowned and pointed to the side of her clothes.

"Mine, whatever it takes, I can't believe the cloth on this side. What are we gonna do with this?

By putting together the shoulder fabric, the wavy fabric is gathered on the side. And I picked the part, and leaned my neck.

"You squeeze your waist with a wide range of sash anyway, so you don't have a problem with a little fabric stopping by the side, do you?

"No, you can't. a lame thing."

"Really? So why don't we just do this and stitch it up properly? It's gonna take a lot of work, but it's gonna be cute, right?

I carefully folded the cloth at equal intervals, which I was told was disgusting, and made about three tucks from my chest to my side to show them. Although sewing strawberries will be cumbersome, there will be no extra cloth, and the chest will be decorative.

"... right. That's fine."

After my mother, who was roaring hmm, nodded, she offered her hand to me.

"Exactly. I can't sew this without you taking it off."

I undressed myself and gave it to my mother. And put on a bunch of clothes instantly and exhale in a ho. It was cold, to be honest. By the time the sunshine is done, it's going to have another fever.

"Nice, Mine is. Be such a fancy sundress."

Staring at Tuck, whose mother started stitching, Tulli sighed enviously.

It does look luxurious because there are so many flickering parts. But that's because Touri and I are too different in stature. Ordinary sisters don't need this fix, so I feel sorry for taking the trouble out on my mother.

"... because Touri is too different in size. But it's hard to rebuild, so I'm just doing this fix. Originally this sundress was made for Thuri, wasn't it? New clothes are always Thuri's. I'm all Tulli's back, aren't I?

"Oh, well."

It is the fate of those born below who cannot wear new clothes. Though most of the clothes that have come around from the neighborhood, such as the Thuri above, are rarely worn new clothes.

"While my mother's sewing, I think I'll even make some hair decorations"

In the time leading up to the end of sewing the tuck, I decided to make my own hair ornament. Because of this, I want to make something a little different from the ready-made product.

"Mom, can I use our yarn because I want to make hair decorations for myself?

"You can use it if you want to decorate your hair because you no longer need to make mine sunny"

"Thanks."

Last year I didn't understand that I was going to make hair decorations, so I also had a hard time getting threads, but I know what I'm going to do this year, so I could get them without being rejected.

Feeling the importance of mutual understanding, I took the thread of creation in my hand.

"Sure, like this..."

As he pulls out his memories, he knits a tiny, rounded, shaped little flower like a tin needle.

Touri, who completed one hand-worked hair ornament, peered into my hand.

"Mine, what's this? The little flowers from Frieda's time, and the little hand-worked flowers, are a little different in shape, though?

"This will be a decoration that I will use in the baptismal ceremony."

"You're not gonna make it look like Frieda to make it? It was luxurious and beautiful."

Touri, who liked rose-shaped flowers, pointed her lips as she rolled tiny flowers like tin runs at her fingertips.

"Because the yarn quality is different, I don't think it's going to be the same."

I sighed lightly, remembering the elaborate, lustrous red roses I had made for Frieda. Making the same would not be as rosy as that.

If I thought so, Thuri grabbed the needle for a long time.

"If it doesn't have to be the same, I'll make it. Just like Mine made it for me, I want Mine to make it for you too."

"Thanks, Touri. So can you make the bigger flowers I made for Frieda with this yarn a little bigger?

I was delighted with Touri's feelings and I decided to ask Touri for the rose part. It must be nicer to leave the large and conspicuous rose part to Touri, who is better than me.

"Thuri, do you remember how to make it?

"It's not mine, and I remember it right. Leave it to me."

... I'm sorry I'm a bad sister.

Let Tulli make rose flowers, and I will make small flowers. My mother had finished sewing tucks by the time I finished making the 3 because I didn't make them so fast.

"Mine, try on some sunshine."

"Huh."

Be one long sleeve again and wear sunny clothes.

It became an off-the-shoulder piece with a tuck in the upper body. With the tuck in, the flickering of the sleeves looks like a natural drape.

"Mother, take the sash. I'll put it on."

"Right."

If the wide blue sash was cuffed tight, the skirt part had a fluffy spread like a balloon.

"I didn't think so much while I was sewing, but this way you look so cute"

"Because I'm cute?

"Because I'm good with my arms."

After the two of us looked at each other and laughed puffily, my mother turned her shoulders around.

"All you have to do is hem. It's cute as it is, but it's too long."

Touri's knee length piece will be my ankle length.

I don't know who made the decision, but around here it seems that skirt lengths for children up to the age of 10 are set to the knee. By the way, they don't exist like miniskirts. If you insist, a 1-2 year old has too short a thick crotch and enough knee length to look like a mini skirt.

And troublesome, you can't be short, but you can't seem to be long.

About the length of the tibia is from 10 to 15 years old. They prefer lengths where you can't even see your ankles when you grow up. Though it would be about the woman in the house who doesn't need to work to be able to wear a skirt that sloppy length.

The skirt length of my mother and neighbor's wife, a fine working class, is about ankle length.

"Would you like me to pick the hem just like my shoulder and make a strand?

"I think you should pick about two places before and two behind, what does your mother think?

"Right. I think it's just fine."

The hem can be draped like a balloon curtain when you pinch up about 4 places to knee length.

After stitching with yarn, the yarn was decorated with the same small flowers as the hair decoration so that the yarn was not noticeable. And if you drape it so that the embroidery that was hemmed looks beautiful, the sunshine is done.

"You're dressed like a rich lady."

"... yeah"

There is a tuck in the chest, the sleeves are flickering and rippled, and the hem is ballooned draped. Decorative sundress with plenty of cloth is not a poor sundress from anywhere.

Picking sloppy, dull parts, sewing, and purposeful clothing meant to be deluded, even by millionaires, has become a rare design. Obviously, my house doesn't deserve a minute.

"... maybe I should have sewn it back?

"It didn't take much longer than I expected, so it was easier for me... but this is pretty obvious, isn't it?

Touri, listening to my mother's words, gently clasped her shoulders and pointed to the hair decorations in the making.

"Isn't that now? Even hair decorations are noticeable, so they don't change much."

Even Touri, who was just braiding and decorating hair that no one around her wore, was noticeable enough to catch Frieda's eye.

It is obviously decided that I will make new ones, so it is no different that I will be noticed.

Frieda said it would also promote hair decoration if it came to her attention. I've already decided to reopen it.

"I made it, it's cute, and you can get noticed. I'm going with this!

It's sunny clothes that are fever and finished until we sacrifice ourselves.

Besides, compared to pretentious mini-length maid clothes that were forced to be worn at the Cultural Festival in Reino's high school, it's definitely a quiet design, and I'm not ashamed because it even has a knee length.

"If Mine is okay with that, I don't mind. So, what do you make your hair decorations look like?

My mother peeks into the rose flowers that Thuri is making with her intriguing eyes.

"I make more than 10 of these little flowers because Thuri is making me these big flowers"

"I'll do it, too. It's a celebration for Mine."

Laughing furiously, my mother took the needle out of the sewing box.

"Thanks. So can I get some blue yarn and some water colored yarn to celebrate? About enough to make three small flowers at a time"

"You have no choice. Fine."

"I did it."

We all knit properly and create hair decorations.

Fast when made by 3 people. 3 large white rose flowers, 3 small blue flowers, 3 small water flowers, 15 small white flowers. I got all the parts in one day.

"How do you decorate this?

"Not too many little flowers?

"Enjoyment since it was done. Don't look, I'll make it sneaky."

I laugh at Ni and say that, but there's only one place to make it, so I can see it round.

It's kind of funny to see the gaze of the two of us pretending not to look at each other here, and also to know that we're talking because we want to ask questions but we're not supposed to see them.

"I'm home. Oh, I'm tired today. Just take care of the snow and the drunks and the day's over."

With that said, my father went home.

He seems to have paid off the snow for once before entering the house, but he still has a little bit left. I asked my father as he and Touri patterned it up.

"Dad, are you ready for my christening?

"Oh, wait a minute."

My father, who laughed so well, brought me a politely shredded and polished hammer from the storeroom. My mouth naturally bursts into a smooth touch that I can see was brushed over time.

"How about this?

"It's so beautiful. Do it, and I don't have a single hook. Thanks, Dad."

I sewed a small cloth with three white rose flowers sewn into the holes in the bamboo my father made for me. Then, through a needle in its cloth, it takes the small flowers together at equal intervals, like a vine flower dripping down and swaying.

The closest small flowers to rose flowers are blue, followed by water color, and a series of 5 white produced. After a little gradient, three decorations with seven small flowers in a row came in the form of shakes.

I made reference to the Yukata hair decoration I had during Reino, but it was better than I expected. It turned out to be a hale day.

"Wow, this shake, it's so cute! Mine, put it on."

"Because of this, let me try on some sunshine. He's not the only one watching you."

"Right. I want to see what happens when I actually wear it, not from the top of my long sleeve."

My family pushed me, and I changed into sunny clothes. Then, beside the jaw, a baptismal decoration was inserted.

"Oh, Mine. Wow! Guys, you must think it's some lady. I've been working on it a lot more than Frieda's costume I've seen in the meantime and it's adorable. Touri's back is too big for me to think I fixed it. That's Aefa."

Praising me, while doing the clever thing of praising my wife's sewing arm, my father looks at my sunshine as impressed.

My mother blamed the words a little while, smiling bitterly at my father's words.

"Exactly comparing it to Mr. Frieda's costume is rude because of the different quality. But for an easy fix, it turned out to be a really luxurious and cute finish. I knew there was room for cloth."

He said, "If the quality is the same, Aefa will do better."

"Gunter already."

Something has gotten my parents into the world between them.

It's mentally tough to be able to have an exchange between two people in front of you that can only be described as Yi Yi. I want you to stop showing me what Leah looks like, who has never been Leah since the Reino era.

I want to get out of here, what am I supposed to do?

It was Touri who was paying attention to the hair decorations in the back and wasn't in my sight that brought me back to reality, feeling like I was leaving you.

"Yeah, cute! You're so cute, Mine! The clothes are luxurious and cute, but the hair decorations are amazing. Every swinging decoration attracts attention, and Mine's hair is dark blue like the sky at night, so white flowers are very noticeable."

"Really?"

That's right, Touri. My angel.

Follow the voice of help, and I turn my back twirling to my parents. The two flirting figures just disappeared out of sight, and I was horrified.

"Aren't the decorations too big when you're making them? I thought so, but not when I put it on like this."

"Unlike Touri's fluffy hair, my hair doesn't feel weighty, so if I don't glamorize it with hair decorations, I'm gonna miss it compared to my clothes"

"Oh, yeah."

I'm just talking about that, but I can't stop shivering from being cold in the thin sunny summer clothes. I got goosebumps all over my body and began to tingle at my spine feeling unpleasant.

"Huh... Kushi!

Surprised by my sneeze, he comes to me so that my mother can push my father away.

"Mine, enough of the sunshine, get dressed and go to sleep fast. You're gonna have another fever."

"Huh... Damn! Mother, it seemed a little late. Even though my spine is tingling in the cold, my neck muscles are getting a little hot"

I can see my pyjamas rushing me to get dressed and thrown into bed but the fever is definitely going up.

I sighed haha as I dived into a slightly stinging straw futon.

Well, I thought you'd have a fever again from the beginning, and it's a guy called Schedule Harmonization.

My body, something that won't get a little stronger?