Ascendance of a Bookworm

My name is Vilma. You'll be 17 in the fall, so you're 16 now.

As a side service to Master Mine, the blue witch apprentice, I gave him the care of my pre-baptism children for a few days now as a job.

"Did you guys go over there? Then let us pray and thank God for His grace and receive it. We thank and pray for the will of the Gods, the Supreme God who presides over the high pavilion sky, the Great God of the five pillars who presides over the wide and haughty earth, who graces tens of millions of lives as our food, and we receive this meal."

Following me, the young children began to cheer in unison and eat lunch. Guys, you seem hungry and eating indifferently. I'm done ahead, so I just teach my kids how to eat and clean up the spills during their meals, but it's surprisingly hard to take care of six kids at once.

"Today's meal is delicious, too"

"That's right."

The children's meal will be the last, as adult clerics and witches will eat the meal that will be carried to the orphanage, followed by the apprentices, and the young children before baptism will eat the last thing left.

It's going to make you wait a long time, so aren't you just bound to be happy that you can eat your meal now, compared to when you didn't have much, even taking a meal that would be half way to pitiful to be hungry, little left?

"The soup is delicious"

"We have all the vegetables today, so maybe Lizzie was there?

I always think of Lord Mine when I see the soup that has always been lined up on the table, both on days when there is much and little God's grace. I think everything that changed the presence of the orphanage is stuck in this soup.

"Master Mine taught me how to make this soup, and everyone's buying ingredients from the woods and selling paper."

"Vilma is always all about it. And then this is what happened, right? Thank you, Lord Mine."

These children will be the ones who laugh when they say that in solidarity so as to tear me up, but who are most grateful to Master Mine. Because they are cleansed, fed, and brought to the outside world called the woods.

Carefully cleaning up everyday where blue clerics and witches go is a downward job, but orphanages where blue clerics don't come in have never been exactly the object of cleansing up before. It took me a while to clean myself up if my surroundings were too dirty, so it was only to the extent of cleaning up my surroundings from time to time.

That's why rooms and dining halls beyond apprenticeships are never as dirty as facial expression, but I never had the idea of cleansing my pre-baptism children and their surroundings. It was decided to take care of the children before baptism as the grey witches who had given birth to them, so there was no reflection of the young children in their own sight or consciousness.

I don't think I was the only one surprised to hear from Fran, Master Mine's side service, about the pre-baptism children. Because those who came from outside the orphanage were informed that there were no more witches to take care of them, and that the apprentice was only taken care of by eating and leaving only a little leftover portion in a plate.

"Vilma, can I go to the workshop because it's over?

"Yeah, after I get rid of my dishes and clear my hands and face. Gil scolds you for soiling paper."

"Rutz is no better than Gil."

I hear a lot about Gil keeping Mine Workshop scolding me or picking me out, but I only knew that Master Mine was a trusted boy about Lutz, the merchant apprentice who was in and out of the workshop.

"Yes, yes. How many days and hassles do you think this one is taking!? That makes you yell, doesn't it?

"Oh, me, how much do you think this will sell for!? Don't touch the product with your dirty hands! That pissed me off before I touched it. If I get dirty, they won't take me to the woods for a while."

"I've been waging violence in the meantime. You shouldn't be violent, and when you caution, you say you don't know what's wrong with him."

I don't like priests and barely show my face to the workshop, but inside the Mine Workshop, even inside the temple, it doesn't seem like a temple. They're moving according to Dear Mine's own rules, which are a fair mix of merchant and temple rules.

... Although we have seen a lot of parts of orphanages moving in their own way these days as well as Dean Mine.

To clean up the inside of the orphanage, just like the temple; to make our own meals so that they are all filled to some extent; to make our own money and get ingredients, not just waiting for God's grace.

He said that everything Master Mine taught us was normal if we were civilians.

Master Mine said, "I just taught. If you made life better, it's everyone's effort, not mine," Master Mine says, "but who else could have taught us that in a temple with only nobility and orphans? I am thankful to God for using Lord Mine in my temple.

Lord Mine praised me for being like a Virgin to take care of my children, but to me Lord Mine looks more like a Virgin.... From the looks of it, is it the Son of God rather than the Virgin?

After a crunchy laugh, I remembered the story of Master Mine who was here before lunch. This is the story of Rosina, who sidestepped with me.

Dear Christine and Mine have too different perceptions of side service. I don't think Rosina, who refers to Christine as the first Lord, can be Master Mine's sideline. Although you listened to my wish and said "consider," Rosina felt like she would be sent back to the orphanage.

Rosina is a really beautiful girl. Adult faces, fluffy chestnut hair and blue eyes like those with gems were Christine's favorites who liked beautiful things.

And it wasn't just beautiful, it was the same year, it was equally interested and talented in art. That is why Lady Christine, who was let into the temple by being separated from her family, treated Rosina like her own friend.

Even if you ask Mine to treat you the same way, there is no way Mine will accept you.

"... Is it time?

After lunch, Master Mine said he would hear opinions from all the sidekicks and have a discussion. It would be a hard time for Rosina if she hadn't changed her mind when it was Master Christine's side service.

Sending the kids to the workshop after lunch, I took out a board to make a carta in my room. This is a carta that will be a gift from Master Mine to the children. You have to draw carefully. My arms will ring.

The carta that Master Mine had in mind for Gil to learn to write was a great one. Gil sometimes brings it to the dining room and he proudly lets us play together, but while he's playing, the kids naturally remember the letters and the names of the gods. And I remember my painting as the figure of the gods, so painting a carta painting is just a little nervous.

Paint a painting of gods and deities with ink and pen given by Master Mine on a carefully polished and smooth surface board. I remember the reading cards most of the time as they have read the Carta reading cards many times already. Even if I don't know, if you ask the kids, someone will tell you, so you know what to paint.

Time to take care of the kids is also a fun thing, but again, the exhilaration when you're immersed in a painting is another special thing. You will be comforted to be reminded of how hungry you were to paint.

After several paintings, the concoction and lightly knocked on the door of the room. Oh, still. With that in mind, when I urged, you know, Rosina came in. As soon as you enter the room and close the door, you begin to accumulate tears full of blue eyes. How much on earth did you put up with it?

"Vilma, Master Mine is terrible. You're telling me to work like a gray cleric!

"Rosina, that's not all I know. Why don't you tell me what the hell happened?

"Yeah, listen to me. The only thing that makes sense to me is Vilma, who served the same Christine side."

Stop and I turn the chair toward the bed. Sitting in bed facing each other, Rosina began to complain with a large tear of molluscs.

"The worst part is Delia."

"Rosina, I don't know Delia. Since you don't know all the sides of Master Mine's service, why don't you tell me who you are?

In the service of Master Mine, I am no longer busy out of the orphanage, and I have no information that comes in from the outside except conversations that are exchanged at meals and information from children. Fran and Gill had moved as a side service to Master Mine when cleaning up the orphanage, and I've never heard the name Delia before, although I know her face and name because each of them has been a celebrity for a long time.

"Delia was originally a witch apprentice at the temple chief. She's an impressive girl with red hair."

The age of 8 means we should have been in the basement when we were sent back to the orphanage. But I don't see such an apprenticeship in my memory, even though it has the characteristic of an impressive red hair.

"If you're an 8-year-old apprentice, you've seen it, but you don't seem to remember me at all."

"Delia was picked up by the temple chief shortly after the christening ceremony, so she went to the aristocratic area without going up to the first floor of the orphanage. If I asked you a question because I didn't remember either, you'd be proud to say so. I don't know what Christine would have said if she'd listened to me, but if she'd been a mistress, she wouldn't have been ashamed."

Lady Christine hated gray witches who offered flowers, saying that flowers were something that someone with no handle would do besides be a woman. So I don't think we want to be summoned by a blue cleric.

But the gray witch in the orphanage doesn't seem to hate flower dedication. He said he wanted to have a life where he could eat as much rice as he could satisfy, as God's grace was less, and as long as he lived a tough working life, whether it was a flower offering or a mistress.

"If Delia had no grey witch to look after and was a child in the basement, wouldn't you wonder if she wanted to get out of the orphanage and get a stable life? What if, say, Rosina, you were trapped in that basement?

"Please stop, Vilma. You're going to feel bad."

Despite being ordered to wash the children in the basement, Rosina said she was going to clean the women's building and was the most on the run. It must be very influential for Christine, who has often said that she only wants beautiful objects in her eyes.

Though coincidental, I cannot help but sigh at the difference with Master Mine, who found the children and managed to send Gill to save them.

"Delia describes the sound of fesh peel as loud, without any shards of upbringing, without solving art. Ha! Ha! And even though Delia is the one making the noise, Master Mine just laughs like a little trouble and doesn't even scold..."

I think Rosina and Delia are the same in the sense that they moved to the aristocratic area without working under the temple. However, unlike Rosina, Delia's heart certificate does not seem bad, since in general the work of side-serving apprenticeships is a lower work that focuses on the Lord's care.

And Delia complained badly about me.

Rosina lined me up one complaint after another that Delia said during the meeting. It often overlaps, and it feels to me as if it represents the frustration and anger of the furious Delia.

"What did the others say to Delia? Did Delia tell you she was right? Wasn't anyone on Rosina's side?

"Yep. Gil was on Delia's side. Unworking people, not eating, not playing instruments at night, such things in abusive terms..."

If you're playing fesh peel until the same time as Master Christine was, you won't have to be reluctant. Delia and Gill are still apprentices and must sleep as fast as the orphanage kids do.

"Late evening instruments must be annoying for kids around that age. If they play in the orphanage kids' room, I'll be in trouble too."

"Vilma!?

"The morning was slow in Master Christine's room, but just like in the orphanage, is Master Mine's room early in the morning?

Only slightly Rosina lay her eyes down. Perhaps they said the same thing.

"Still, I can only remember Gil being a messy, prankster, unattainable bad boy, but you changed your impression a lot?

I can only remember being often put into the reflection room by a gray cleric who heads the temple's lower workings. When I heard Gil was going to serve the side of the Blue Witch, the whole orphanage was suspicious of my ears.

"If you kneel before Master Mine and see how Gil is getting compliments, Vilma will be more surprised."

Gil, whom I haven't seen in a long time, was seen intoxicated by Master Mine. I think Gil serves well and has a good subordinate relationship with Master Mine, because he is enough to be rewarded with a carta.

"What did Fran say? It was originally the side service of the Chief Cleric, and unlike the young children who are still young, aren't you looking at things with a fair eye?

Fran, as everyone in the orphanage knows, is originally a side service of the clergyman, a being who helps, teaches, and guides the civilian, Lord Mine. He is also the only adult gray cleric in Master Mine's side service. You can see if Master Mine trusts you and relies on you.

"Even though Fran is a gray cleric, he won't move if you instruct him. He doesn't even work hard for me. Something tells me."

"... wouldn't it be natural for Fran to order Rosina?

"Well, why?

As I really don't know, Rosina tilted her neck with a decent look. Now you can also buy objection from Master Mine's side service and nod that Master Mine comes to me for consultation.

"Fran is the head of Master Mine, and Rosina is a new apprentice."

"But I'm from Feshpeel..."

"Rosina, Lady Mine and Lady Christine are different. Wanting the same thing can't be accepted"

"... Master Mine said the same thing."

"I cannot be your Christine," Master Mine said to Rosina.

"What else did you say?

"Musical instruments late at night can be a nuisance to everyone, so that when the 7 bells ring, it's over, and I understand that my hands are important to deal with musical instruments, so if you don't want to work underneath, I want you to practice."

"Practice?"

Rosina nodded loudly as I listened back.

"There are too few sides to Master Mine's room. So Fran's practice in general, Gil's work on the men's wing in the workshop and orphanage, and Delia's work on the inside of the room."

"... that's certainly not much"

It is inherently just a side service to take care of your life, but Master Mine is the director of the orphanage and the workshop manager of Mine Workshop. Though the job description is diverse and varied, the number of people who can help is likely too small compared to the workload.

"Will Vilma be working on the girls' wing of the orphanage and the painting work? You told me to do music and other things. He said he couldn't afford to play music alone."

I have trouble not being able to do the work that is supposed to serve. Rosina is an adult now, so she wants me to do some of Fran's work. If you're understaffed, that would be natural. And the ability required by the Lord to serve is different.

"What is practice?

"Written proxies, and calculations of books for rooms, workshops, orphanages, etc. You said you wanted Fran to be less burdensome."

"It is...... It must be difficult for Gil or Delia, who has just become a sidekick and can't read or write. They would have thought that Rosina, with her adults nearby and her upbringing, could..."

Ha, and I sighed.

Read and write calculations are taught when it comes to side service, but in the case of Dear Christine's side service, even if you can compete for the beauty of the letters or write poems, you have no experience in the proxy of practical writing. I don't like to calculate, it hardly makes me a warrior. It's really a side service dedicated solely to art.

I felt like we could see our faults better than we had ever seen before.

"If you want to reduce the burden, you can add more side service, but you want me to remember.... I don't know, I just want to remember what I can't do, but Master Mine said I don't need the sidelines to say I won't do my job."

"Yeah, I guess so. Unlike Master Christine, Master Mine is a civilian. I'm not a nobleman, and I wouldn't be financially strong enough to hold more than 10 sidelines, would I?

"If you want to eat full stomach, make your own money on the cost of the orphanage," you say to the kids who haven't even finished the baptism yet. They don't seem to have the financial resources to hold as much side service as they need.

"Master Mine is a blue witch, isn't he? That should be..."

"There are about five blue priests in the temple, right? Master Christine was special."

There are about 3-5 side servings, then it is normal to hold a cook or assistant.

There are two samurai seconded by their parents, six gray witches to enjoy the arts, four gray clerics for downwork and practice, cooks and assistants, and they should not be considered by reference to Master Christine, who was able to hire a few tutors.

"Rosina, isn't it right for you to serve Master Mine? It would be hard to live with each other's grievances, wouldn't it?

"Vilma tells me to go back to the orphanage, too?

"Even if the criteria for thinking so far were different, I thought there was only one option for Master Mine to choose from."

Oh, again, the thought occupied my chest. Master Mine told Rosina to go back to the orphanage.

"... Master Mine said think about it by tomorrow. He said to go back to the orphanage, accept a different environment than when Christine was there, or choose who he likes."

"Well, it's already Rosina's problem."

If you take my word for wanting Rosina to give you time and Master Mine has conceded that far, you have nothing more to say from me. Rosina just chooses.

"Vilma... you don't think it's wrong to let the gray cleric work as a witch?

Look at me as I start painting, and Rosina calls out anxiously. It seemed bewildered without my endorsement, which was Master Christine's side service.

"Well, it's only natural in rooms other than Christine's."

"... So you're wrong about me"

Rosina scratched the potpourri. For Rosina, Master Christine was everything. I've only known that life since I left the orphanage, and I've been begging to live with Master Christine ever since I got back. It will be hard to deny what you have cultivated there.

But we must know that Master Christine's common sense does not prevail in the margins that there is no longer that life.

"Rosina, you're not wrong. Master Christine's decision only works at Master Christine's. On the contrary, what Mine has decided will only work for Mine."

"General, don't...?

"Hey, Rosina. Think about it. If it was served to the side of other blue clerics, not Master Mine, there might not have been an instrument. Flower dedication could have been a job, too. And leak dissatisfaction?

Before the Blue Cleric, there's no way the gray witch apprenticeship claims of "I don't want to go where there's no instrument" or "Flower devotion isn't about educated witches" can go through.

"You didn't tell me Master Mine shouldn't play music, did you? You just said you couldn't afford to let me play music all day, and you wanted me to do a job that other sides are serving. You said you didn't want to hurt your fingers. You're taking Rosina's word for it, and you're telling me you want me to learn practice. I think Rosina said she would serve Master Mine wholeheartedly, but was that just a word on the tip of her mouth?

It will be easy to truncate if you don't need a side service or something that doesn't go with your intentions. But Master Mine seems to me to be making all the concessions he can.

"It means that if we leave it to the Lord to serve, and you're still unhappy, Rosina can't do anything but serve Master Christine's side. You should go back to the orphanage before you bother around."

Rosina quietly wept and slowly lay down her long eyelashes with a flashing face, like she'd given up everything.

"... you can't go back to those days, even if you serve as a witch apprentice"

"Yeah, Master Christine's not here anymore. Because no one else can be like Christine."

While I painted up a few pictures, Rosina was sitting in bed, dripping down and crying quietly. I will soothe myself to continue crying to push away all sorts of gushing emotions until the tears wither naturally.

"... Vilma"

When Rosina looked up, she had her resolve in her eyes.

The look on Rosina's face looking ahead, apart from her long clinging past, was extraordinarily beautiful and so regrettable that she didn't have the painting material on hand.

"I want to be a little bit about music. So, back to Master Mine. And I'll remember practice."

"Master Mine will admit it if he tries. Like the first time you rewarded me in an orphanage...... All I can do is listen to you, but good luck."

A few days later, Master Mine laughed happily and came to the orphanage. Though a witch apprentice, Master Mine has a similar physique compared to his pre-baptismal children.

"Vilma gave you a mouthful, didn't she? Rosina, you don't seem to like it, but you're also trying to calculate it. Thank you, Vilma."

Mine, who then narrows her golden eyes and laughs, is innocent, very cute and wants to hold her up just like the kids, but Mine is the Lord.

Because you are a civilian, you are polite but familiar with your hips. It's not that Master Mine has no elegance, but compared to Master Christine, who was a biological nobleman, the majesty and character of the Lord are not enough.

"I heard that the chief cleric attaches Rosina as a sideline to make Master Mine wear upbringing. The best example than the absence of an exemplary blue witch in the temple is Rosina, who was educated together in the manner of a friend of Lady Christine's. Just as Rosina is working hard to overcome her ills, so must Master Mine work hard to develop her upbringing, right?

Ugh, and Master Mine gets stuck in words, letting his gaze wander around like trouble. But by nature, those who stand on top should not show themselves wandering off like that.

"Dear Mine, did Rosina go out of sight when she gathered her side services for a discussion? Did you lean down and cry with no one on your side?

"... though I was raising my face upright and stating my opinion without bending it?

Master Mine just says he doesn't understand very well, he tilts his neck. My tricks as a toddler are adorable, but I shouldn't.

"That's the right way of being a nobleman.... Rosina came to me and cried. Until then, I've been patient."

"... I have to be like Rosina, don't I?

I pulled my lips together and Master Mine looked up at me. Those eyes look a lot like those from when Rosina decided.

"Even a grey witch growing up in an orphanage can wear standing behavior, so you can't possibly do it to Master Mine. Learn how to behave like Rosina."

"... Yes"