Ascendance of a Bookworm

The practice of fesh peel by the clergyman began. Handed to me is a pretty big one, given my height, albeit a little fesh peel for the first time practicing.

The number of strings for children is considerably lower than for adult fesh peels. Compared to having a range of about 5 octaves for adults, it's roughly half, and there are about two pianica minutes to play.

"I try to stand on my shoulders and support them, but when they are diagonal, the weight gradually increases. Be as upright as you can."

"Yes."

Hold it so that it is sandwiched between the thighs and supported by two arms from the left shoulder, as the clergyman had done. It is basically made of wood and there is not much heavy material used, so I could have managed to set it up, if only to support it.

"Feshpeel is said to be an instrument packed with all the sounds. Now if you learn the sound, it will also be useful when touching other instruments"

Is it because it's a practice instrument, only one string is colored. The chief cleric played the string with a pin.

"This is the most fundamental sound."

... Ah, the sound of the dots.

Even though my mother forced me to learn, I had learned the piano for about three years during Reino, and here again I learned that the sound underlying the music was de. Fly one, Les, and one more, Mi.

It's a thin string lined up all the time, but the half-sound seems to change, and it feels like I'm playing the piano string directly. Unlike the piano, there are no black keys, so it is very difficult to find the sound.

"This is the scale, high, or low, the sound goes on forever"

As when I remember the numbers, I can see that the basic scales that the clergyman will explain will be replaced with doremi facoraci in my brain.

It will be difficult to slurp until you get used to it, but if you find that the colored strings are dots, you are likely to be able to play the songs you know.

"There he is... there he is..."

As I followed and played "tulip" to my satisfaction as I matched these words, the clergyman looked lightly at me.

"What's that song?

"As I hear it, it's a flower song"

Tulips don't exist here, but it's no problem because the clergyman doesn't even know all the flowers. As I put it, the chief cleric looked down at me after putting his finger on his chin and thinking for a while.

"... don't you have a musical talent?

"No, I don't! This one too!

Shit. I got a hurdle up from myself.

If you just watch the episode, isn't it like a moz alto to suddenly play a homemade song with an instrument you've never touched? I have trouble seeing such a genius with my eyes.

What I am reciting is about a few songs played in school chants and piano presentations that I was reminded of as a student. There is no talent for music.

"No, it's not something I decide from myself. To be honest, I was anxious to see how much civilians could do, but this would be quick."

Regardless of my desperate denial, the clergyman begins to plan his practice with a niggardly look. Mostly in the direction of cutting off my important reading time.

"Um, Chief Cleric. I'm not gonna cut any more reading time, am I?

"But it takes daily practice to remember the instrument."

"Yeah, I know that. Still, I won't give up just reading time"

It's not that long to go see how the orphanage is, to see how the Mine Workshop is, to help the Cleric Chief, to be busy with Fran, to be caged in the library even if he's in the temple. The time for rice is well managed, and it's tied up in chains and I can't get you to lend it, so the amount of time I can read a book is much less than I thought before I went into the temple.

"As I entered the temple, the job description presented by the clergyman was the provision of magic and the organization of the library room. The clergyman's help is only meant to be my help in good faith, isn't it? If you put your time in Feshpile practice to help the Chief Cleric, you'll never give up reading time."

He was a clergyman stuck in words, but after putting the clerk and music on the scale, he decided that music was more important. I was told to strike the time between coming to the temple and the three bells rang for Feshpeel practice.

"Now, let's keep Vilma and Rosina informed. Then, come and check sometimes, so encourage Feshpeel practice with your intentions. If you're lazy, you'll soon find out."

"Ha-hi..."

I've been stabbed with an oversized nail, but if I'm not monitored, there's no way I'm serious about practicing instruments I'm not really interested in. In that sense, the Chief Cleric is really right.

"So, Master Mine. Let's go to the orphanage. Because we have to serve Vilma and Rosina."

After dropping off the Chief Cleric, I decide to head with Fran to the orphanage. And while we're talking in the orphanage, have Delia and Gill clean the room for Rosina to use.

"Leave it to me. I'll be clean by the time I get back."

"Cleaning Gill is something Lutz is amazingly fast at. Nice to meet you."

"Ooh!

Fran and I went to the orphanage cafeteria and had them summon two people, Vilma and Rosina.

You know what I mean to call, the orphanage kids who finished their Mine Workshop work look at this one with intrigue.

"Is Master Mine going to sidestep Vilma?

"Vilma, are you going to be gone?

Little children look at me anxiously. Vilma seems quite admired by the children and exhales relief that she is glad to have been able to leave them in the orphanage.

"I'll sidestep Vilma. And as the director of the orphanage, I'm going to ask Vilma to work in the orphanage. It's your job to take care of you."

"Wow! Really?

"Will Vilma be gone?

The cheering children rushed to Burma, where they appeared in the dining room. Pulling clothes, pulling arms, clutching to Vilma.

"Vilma, he said you'd do your side job in an orphanage!

"As Vilma said, Master Mine did something about it!

Vilma came early enough with a happy smile as she took the children with her.

"Master Mine, I heard you wanted to talk to me."

"Yeah, as I was saying the other day, I'll take Vilma as my sidekick."

I told Vilma to take a seat, and the children told him to stay away and quiet until the end of the conversation. As the waves draw, the children line up against the wall, still, staring at this one with a delightful face.

I saw Vilma sitting in the front. The calm brown eyes are delightfully moisturized.

"Vilma's job as a sidekick is to take care of the children before baptism and get them to paint the paintings I request. Young children will basically live in an orphanage because they may also have a fever at night. I've also spoken to the Chief Cleric."

Now Vilma can stay caged in the girls' wing of the orphanage and live. It is also not used by other blue clerics to dedicate flowers.

"Thank you. I know I want to serve you, Lord Mine."

"Please"

After communicating to Vilma, Rosina appeared in the dining room. I half-up my hair in one behind me today when I saw it before. He had bright blue eyes shining in his fluffy, chestnut hair just like Touri.

"Master Mine, I heard you wanted to talk to me."

Rosina has a beautiful, grown up face. I haven't put my hair together, so it looks like I haven't grown up yet. She looks like a clear lady because of her luxurious habitual hair and luxurious standing behavior. Looking at how Vilma and Rosina behaved, it seems to me that the previous Lord's standing behavior was that he liked art.

... Maybe the clergyman wants you to behave like Rosina.

I know, but there's a human being, a disoriented person. Beautiful and every move is sophisticated, and I wonder if I can compare it from now on to a certain aspect of service up to upbringing, and somehow I get a heavy sigh.

"Make Rosina my sidekick."

"Well!"

Just as incredible, Rosina holds her mouth and dyes her cheeks rosy. Even though I did the same thing, I lay my eyes down lightly on a trick that I could see would make a difference in my surrounding feelings.

... Beauty's cute trick, I think, is cowardly.

"The clergyman told me to wear upbringing, and I was advised to sidestep Rosina. Rosina's work will be to teach me feche peel from the moment I arrive at the temple until three bells ring, and the rest of the time you will work in the same way as the rest of the others. May I?"

"Yep. Yeah, of course. What can I do for you or not? Feshpeel is my best instrument."

Having finished the conversation, I followed the orphanage with Rosina as Vilma and the children dropped me off. There is no personal baggage in the orphanage. It is up to the Lord to move the room by himself and prepare what is necessary for his side life.

When I return to my room, with Rosina waiting on the ground floor, Fran takes me upstairs. He took Gil and Delia back to the first floor after including saying that he would never go down to the first floor to be forgiving.

Side services converge on the ground floor and each introduction is made by Fran. Apparently, this kind of communication between side-services, etc. should not be allowed to touch the Lord's eyes.

Left alone and free, I was looking at the scores of this world that the Cleric Chief had left behind. It is the first issue song. It's hard to remember a song that's not that long but unfamiliar with your ears.

I heard Gil say, "Me, I'm going to clean up the workshop and check the locks," and I heard him leave the room. Looks like we're done introducing you and guiding you upstairs, and Fran came upstairs with Rosina to take you to a side room for women. Delia is with me to help set up Rosina's room.

"Well! The fesh peel... Dear Mine, may I play it quickly?

Seeing the fesh peel placed side by side in the room, two small and large, Rosina spoke out like she was impressed.

Knowing the gratitude I had had for a long time to explore what I sought, I wanted to snort at you immediately, but I thought of Delia's voice.

"Me too! Mr. Rosina! Instruments don't run away. You'd better get your room ready first."

"... Delia's right."

It's not good that we're scratching our instruments even though Delia is helping us set up the room.

Rosina walked into the room, looking regrettably at Feshpeel. I still don't have a lot of luggage, so it shouldn't take that long to get the room ready.

"Dear Mine, may I play fesh peel?

When I nodded to Rosina, who had quickly tidied the room, Rosina let her blue eyes shine with joy and took the fesh peel in her hand. Gently stroke the fesh peel with a thin fingertip and play one string. A high noise sounded, his eyes slightly lowered and he sighed as he listened with an inadvertent look.

"I'd love to hear Rosina play fesh peel. Would you like to play it?

"Yes, sir."

When Rosina held the fesh peel, she gently lowered her hips and moved her hands from top to bottom as she fluttered and danced. After a behavior similar to a ballerina greeting, Rosina sits in a chair and sets up a fesh peel.

Rosina's fingers moved gently to stroke the strings softly, while the delicate and stirring sound was spun away. I'm supposed to be playing the same instrument, but it sounds a little different to the sound of the chief cleric, whether it's the personality of the performer or the difference in song selection.

The song sung in a thin, high voice was still something I didn't know, but my moist eyes and my broken mouth were filled with joy that everything could play the instrument.

"... it was a very nice performance."

"It's an honor. Also, I'm really happy to be able to play... I will serve you with all my heart."

Thus my side service was increased by two, and the practice of fesh peel was to enter as a routine.

The next day I was on my way to the gate with my father. Looking for Tau's fruit to keep the trombes in bulk. Rutz is supposed to go to the orphanage and bring the orphans. Join us at the gate and go to the woods.

"Is it a boy? Is that a girl? Which is better for Dad?

The only conversation I have with my father right now is about the baby. A similar story is endless, but I can't wait to talk about it because I'm looking forward to it. Touri recently said, "Mine should talk to my dad," and he stopped dealing with me much.

"... that's hard. If I were a man, I'd finally have company in the house, and if I were a woman, I'd be cute."

"I'll be adorable both ways! I make pictures, I read them, I read them."

"Right, right"

A little when I got to the gate, the orphanage kids were taken by Lutz.

"Lutz, don't ask for Mine"

"I know. It's okay because he's gonna carry it."

Lutz pointed to a boy who was fit among the apprentices. I turn my back and crouch. I ask him to carry me on his back and leave. When I walk, if they tell me that we are all in trouble, I can only be carried quietly.

"You've never been to the woods with Master Mine."

I nodded at Gil's words as he groaned. I myself stopped going to the woods at all since I started heading to the temple. It's because Lutz is overburdened with pulling the orphans. This time he was able to take the men who could bear me, and the orphans were accustomed to the woods.

"Let's pick up the tau fruit and prune the tree again. What you have to save money and buy in winter firewood and food from now on"

Even the winter support for the four members of the family is tough, but I don't know how much it costs to have an orphanage winter support. Because of God's grace, we just make up for what's missing, but we don't know how much is missing.

It was also recently here that I started picking up firewood in the woods. Regardless of the thin tree cut, the thick tree cannot be used as firewood unless it is dried for about 1-3 years. I will basically buy firewood this winter.

"It would be great if you couldn't help starving in a warm room in the winter.... but you can't even go to the woods because you can't even make paper in winter, right? What the fuck are you doing?

Children in orphanages basically live locked up in orphanages. If you can go to the woods and go back and forth to the woods and orphanages for paper making, but you can't go to the woods in winter, it's another life of closure. Gil pointed his lips boringly.

"I need to think about some winter handiwork I can do in an orphanage."

Touri and her mother have been contracted by Corinna to turn the hand job of making hair decorations, but they have not promised the orphanage children to turn them around. Looks like you should think of some new handiwork.

When I get to the woods, I basically wait at the rendezvous point. While I was picking up pieces of wood around me or taking fruit that was fruitful and putting it in my mouth, everyone came back after collecting them.

Actually 4 tau's I picked up. They take it in bulk at the star festival, and it actually cracks easily when the beast steps on it like a swollen water balloon on a po po, so there didn't seem to be much left.

And I will have the fruit of Tau, which I have been given, in my hand, to shed my magic. I'm also a little used to the fruit of changing my appearance as I look at it. The children are all in a state of war with knives and blades.

"Shit!"

"All right, come on! Bit of a tree on!

When you throw the tau fruit, the "little tree on" that has settled among the children begins to pop and sprout.

There is no place for me from here on out. Stand back at the rear. Think about handiwork in an orphanage while admiring the way kids have been getting used to mowing by sitting on big stones.

... I was busy making hair decorations last winter and studying Lutz.... Ah! You may also want to study.

Because we have time, why don't we teach the kids how to write? You may want to prepare stone slabs and textbooks and try the temple classes during the winter months. Teach reading and writing calculations. Let's start with the literacy rate of Mine Workshop, which will eventually be the workshop that makes the book.

It's something you can make me remember if you serve it anyway, so it won't be a problem to remember it from a young age, and it shouldn't hurt to remember it even if it's not a side service.

...... then a picture book for Burma to make might be a good scripture for children.

If we fix the contents of the Bible into plain and simple words for children, it must be easier to attach to orphanage children than to ordinary stories.

And if you're going to make a picture book for a textbook, I'd love to have a mass production system here. If you're going to make a bunch of books for the orphanage kids, it's not going to be possible to get Vilma to paint them one by one.

... but I don't have a printing press.

When it comes to mass production, I've thought about printing, but I don't know if I can do it by winter, considering making tools from scratch, whether it's convex printing or Gali printing. Unlike Japanese, there are not many basic characters, so I don't think we can handle even convex printing.

... hmmm, convex printing is difficult if the compressors aren't powerful enough to handle it, so if the kids are going to print it, is it the Gali version?

The iron pen won't be a problem if you ask Johann at the blacksmith workshop, but you have to figure out what to do with the original paper. Wax workshops are also the busiest season of the year towards winter support to make wax pulling paper. I don't think I can afford to go along with the development of a new product.

... So, is it a print this time?

Let's decide to make the first textbook with the easiest prints. Ask Vilma to paint on the board, even ask the woodworking workshop to carve it, and if printed, you must be able to do more than one picture book relatively easily.

Think about Gali edition printing at the same time. If we can't make the original paper first, we won't talk about it. It's Mine Workshop's job to make paper.

"Oh, let's do it!

Burning up to make a book, Gah and when I stood up holding my fist, Lutz, who had finished caging Trombe, was looking down at me with a frigid eye with the next tau of fruit.

"Mine, before you act, don't forget to report, contact, or consult."

"Ha-hi..."

... I didn't have to look at you like that, but I was willing to go talk to Mr. Benno tomorrow. I'm not lying. Really?