Ascendance of a Bookworm

Returning from the workshop one day when the snow began to flake, I was more and more summoned by Gil with a dark expression to hand over the letter.

"Be sure to read it where no one knows what's going on."

I don't have to be explained what the circumstances are. When Gil clouds his name that way, it's about Mine. So when I always keep Mine's letters, I decide to stop by Mine's house before I go home.

Even today, I ran up the stairs and stood in front of the front door of Mine's house, worried about the bag containing the letter.

"Good evening. Lutz, are you all there?

"I'm here.... Oh, could it be?

To Touri's words that came out to the door, I nodded and sent a letter out of my bag to show it. Touri glowed her blue eyes with joy, rocking the three braids and looking back.

"Here comes your letter!

It was Uncle Gunter who jumped out of the bedroom at the same time as the bounced Touri's voice sounded. Maybe he fell asleep in a hypnotic sleep for a night shift, dressed in a slightly sleepy face. Aunt Aefa quickly wiped her hands and cut up her kitchen job.

Seeing everyone waiting for a letter so that they could meet each other at the kitchen table, Kamil says, "Camus too," demanding that she hug herself too.

As Aunt Aefa hugged Kamil, I spread Mine's letter over the table where everyone was.

The letter addressed to me said, "I use medication to get better, so I think I'll sleep for about one season. In the meantime, say hello to the workshop and the Gutenbergs" in a mine-like light tone. Other instructions to Gutenberg are arranged in detail.

The letter to the family said, "I made your medicine, so I'll be fine. I'm going to be a normal girl. I'll sleep for a while, but don't worry," it says, with words lined up against each and every member of the family.

"Can you finally get better"

"I still can't believe Mine's getting better."

"Lutz, there are other letters in there, aren't there? It says Fran. It's a letter that I can read, but I'm not sure what it means."

It was a letter from Fran that came out after reading Mine's letter. Fran's letter contains a lot of rhetoric to use for aristocracy, so it's a little hard for Thuri to read. I have been made to practice in the store, and I learned it in Ilkner the other day, so I can read a little bit.

I took Fran's letter and began to look through it.

"... are you serious?"

"What's wrong, Lutz?

Beyond the neck-leaning Touri, Uncle Gunter stood up gutted when he noticed my strong face.

"What happened to Mine!?

"... someone attacked me in the castle, and they poisoned me. In the clergyman's opinion, his life was saved, but the time spent using the medicine extends to more than a year..."

I want my husband to tell me about it, but it doesn't matter right now.

When I speak, Uncle Gunter snatches Fran's letter and glances at him like he wants to be sure with his own eyes. But he couldn't understand it with Touri. Frowning, throwing the letter out to the table.

"Sleeping time only stretches, there is nothing else in life... is that all you save"

Uncle Gunter, who held a tight fist, put his fist on his forehead several times, exhaling slowly as he exhaled his anger without a place to go.

"Mine, are you sure you're okay?

"It's okay, Touri. Mine is a strong kid. I used to see him thinking he was going to die all the time, but Mine woke up right. You'll be fine this time.... Yes, believe me, we'll have to wait."

It's okay, and Aunt Aefa's smile is also tense, which I repeat all the time. I can't even go see him. I can't even ask him about his body. I wouldn't be able to help but be anxious in that condition.

More and more, Kamil looks up anxiously to her darker family when she doesn't know what's going on. When I met him, he reached this way.

"Lutz, Lutz. Toys......"

"Nothing new for a while, Kamil. My sister is sick and sleeping for you."

I tap Camille's head gently with a pom pom, fold a letter to myself, and put it in the bag. I will have to show this to my husband tomorrow.

"I'll ask Gil how it goes again. That's all I can do..."

"Lutz has always done well for me. Thank you. It's too late, so go home. This is the hem."

Aunt Aefa gave me one pig's bowel stuffing and I left Mine's house. Run down the stairs, through the well square, up the stairs again, back to us.

"I'm home."

"Welcome back, Lutz. You're too late."

"Oh, I had a delivery, and I was at Mine's house. This, from Aunt Aefa."

When I gave her the bowel stuffs I had just received, her mother laughed small as she received them happily.

"It's been almost two years since Mine died, but if you think it's still Mine's house for Lutz, it feels kind of weird."

"... it won't be fixed any time soon. You have no choice, do you? I'm hungry, so if you don't have anything left, boil it down."

"I'm staying, just leave your stuff."

When I went to my bedroom to leave my stuff unfaithfully, I heard my mother laughing behind me. Still it's "Mine's house" to stick your mouth out, so you can't help it.

The bedroom where the four men, whose bodies are getting bigger and bigger, have to sleep is cramped and I can't help it. Given that Zasha decided to get married early, this bedroom should be a little bigger by next summer as well, considering we're starting to get our new home in order.

... I have money too, so if I want to leave right now, I can leave.

I have enough savings to rent a room on my own and leave my chores to work downstairs. If you're really unhappy with a small room, it's possible to rent a bigger room and move with each family.

But if I do that now, it's going to be hard to deliver the letters to Touri and the others, and I have a Dapra contract anyway, so I'm going to move my address to my husband's house when I'm 10. So until summer, I want to be with my family as always. That's especially true because I saw Mine torn apart by the situation.

I left my bag and headed to the table lined up for dinner, and Ralph stared at me with a grumpy face. He's rarely at the table after dinner because he's complaining about me. I know what they're complaining about.

"Lutz. You were at Thuri's again?

I got a delivery from the workshop.

Answering shoulder to shoulder, I draw a plate of soup and start eating. This is how they often complain about Thuri relations these days.

Ralph started slamming frustration and the edge of the table at his fingertips with a face he had said something about but was swallowing when I flushed it away. Honestly, I'm in the way of a meal. I get frustrated this way.

"... you know, Ralph. If you care so much, you can ask Tulli out in person, right?

"If I could do that, I wouldn't have a hard time!

At the age of 10, Touri became the Dapra of the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce, where he also moved to Corinna's workshop north of the city. It's a promising stock that's unlikely to be born in this neighborhood. This would mean that Thuri is beautiful enough that there is no one lined up around here. Over the age of 10, many men around have eyes on Thuri, who are starting to look to the future little by little. Ralph is one of them.

"I'm asking you out. But if you ask me to go to the woods with you on Saturday, Thuri will say no to you more often."

Ralph is raising his sewing arms more and more, he's cleaning himself up, and he's completely in love with the worker Thuri. I know you want to use the strengths of neighborhood childhood taming to get close, but they both turn 10, so they have work every day except Saturday, and they can't wait to see each other.

"... then you don't have time to go to the woods"

"Why?

First of all, Mine's house is gone sick Mine, and it doesn't cost drugs. And Touri has become the Dapra of the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce, and she has received her lord's adoptive daughter's hair decorations on special orders. As a result, it is no longer an economic situation in which we have to go out of our way to the forest to collect.

I don't want to leave my home of memories for Mine, and I don't want to change my living environment much, so I'm just not moving, and now I should be able to live in some more good rooms. I don't care about the economic situation in someone else's house like that.

"Tulli is working hard to be a first-rate needle, with no flanks. She goes to the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce on days when she doesn't have a job, and she's been teaching me a lot, so I'm really busy."

"Oh, hey, I know I can't help it with my work pattern, but it's annoying that you're more familiar with Thuri than I am!

"What, then, should we stop talking about Touri?

"... no, just wash up and talk about what you know"

I sighed at the annoyance of a man in love as I taught him a few things I knew at work about Touri these days.

... I don't care what you say, he's my brother, so I'd love to support Ralph, but I don't even think Touri, who's looking to hold his lord's adopted daughter, is going to marry a guy around here.

The next day, I went to work for the Plantan Chamber of Commerce. It is a store close to the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce but bought another store. Recently, my husband and Mr. Marc have finally finished moving and are living upstairs at the Plantan Chamber of Commerce.

Once we've cleaned up the bags we still have, now the Corinna ladies who lived on the third floor are moving to the second floor of the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce. When the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce move settles down, Touri will also start living at the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce as a dapla, he said.

"Good morning, Mr. Marc. I need to talk to you about the Temple Chief, so I'd like some time to talk to your husband."

Immediately nodding to my request, Mr. Marc immediately spoke to my husband and called me to his office. I admire Mr. Marc for his quick and polite work. I'm trying to imitate it, but it's still hard for me.

Except for my husband and Mr. Marc, I paid people and I reported that Mine would stay asleep for over a year.

"You don't have anything else in your life, do you?

"Yes, Fran's letter said he wouldn't wake up for more than a year in the sight of the chief cleric. This is the letter."

My husband and Mr. Marc look at the letter and groan, "I see."

"Then you won't start a new business for a while."

"Oh, just fine"

Mr. Marc's words put my husband a little out of his shoulder. Even though Mine sleeps for over a year, I'm unexpectedly frowned upon for being told "just fine". "My emotions are too much on my face," my husband said, pushing his eyebrows in a gut and exhaling heavily.

"As you know, Rosemaine suddenly moves things too far. We also need a period of time to anchor it, because new things are sprouting up in large numbers. When you wake up, the rampage will start again, so let it settle in now."

"Settling, is it?

If you think about expanding your business more and more, they don't.

"Contact Gutenberg and the others so that instead of expanding your business, such as researching Irkner's materials, developing new inks, spreading hand pumps, and increasing the variety of books, you will also spend your efforts in the direction of getting deeper. I'll tell Dalua and the others."

"Okay."

When I nod loudly, I immediately send out an invitation to the Gutenbergs to gather them all. I put out a new Dalua apprenticeship in Gutenberg and asked him to deliver the invitation.

"Hey, Johan. Is the Plantain Chamber of Commerce okay here?

"Yeah, right here. Excuse me. Please follow Lutz. Huh? Both of you, it's Johann. Oh, the... Gutenberg's"

On the day of the convocation to Gutenberg, a familiar voice was heard from outside the room, and I left the room to greet him in a hurry.

"Johann, Zach. Thank you for your efforts in the snow. Please come this way."

"Oh, oh."

Put the Gutenbergs, who arrived at the appointed date and time, in the conference room of the Plantan Chamber of Commerce.

Johann and Zach in metalworking, Ingo in woodworking, Heidi and Joseph in ink research, Gill in rosemaine workshop representation, and the three of us from the Plantan Chamber of Commerce. When I line up this way, I'm surprised at the surprisingly high number of people. I miss it when Mine and I were just making a shitty piece of paper.

... You're kind of dying for carfe butter.

Remembering the taste that was exceptional when eaten during the cold season, I recommended Zach and Johan to take a seat, and I took a seat myself.

"First of all, I have to keep Gutenberg informed. I'm talking about Master Rosemaine."

My husband informs me that Rosemaine has entered long-term care, and I will later read out the contents of a letter I have deposited from Mine.

"... I mean, they want printing to be the way it's always been and ink to develop something that fits the new paper. Then, Ingo is asked to create a bookshelf that he used to talk about, and Johann and Zach are asked to increase the amount of metal typography and spread the hand pump."

As soon as I read out the letter and explained what it meant, Heidi holds her fist and sticks it up high and stands up.

"It's a new ink study! Yay! Lady, I love it!

"Look around. Read the air. Easy, Heidi!

Heidi, who brightens her eyes and her husband Joseph, who tries to calm Heidi down, is set to take on a new paper and ink study in one hand. As he held Heidi back, there was a figure of Johann stopping with his eyes open with a blurred face before Joseph turned his gaze to caress him slightly.

"... hey, Lutz"

"What is it, Johan?

"Metal typography on a hand pump, maybe I'm the only one who's busy? What does Zach do!?

It is up to Johann to make fine things. All that Mine ordered is certainly Johann's stuff. If I thought the workload was unfair, Zach looked at Johann reluctantly and whispered his ear.

"You know, I have to think about a bed with springs, and they're asking me to make the carriage shake less. I have a lot to design, and my patrons are not the only ones. I have other requests. Johann doesn't have any patrons other than Master Rosemayne, so you just have to do what you're told, okay?

Johann will have to give up and make fine parts because he cannot understand the true value of Johann unless he is the one who places fine orders like Mine.

"Johann, if you don't like making the same parts so much, grow a backward step that you can do the same as yourself. When Lady Rosemayne wakes up, we'll have another new request."

"No, no, that's just not it," Johann says to himself, shaking zach blue at Zach's words, but I agree with Zach.

Mine said, "When I wake up, I'm healthy." Unlike before, you can't stop feeling better, and Mine stays on the loose.

... Wow, just a thought and you have a headache.

As I held my head to the earlier prediction, my husband turned his gaze to Ingo.

"What is an ingo bookshelf? Something new again?

"Ooh, it's a flying bookshelf. It's a mobile bookshelf with moving shelves. Did you say anything else about a dense library? Only a few original bookshelves have been brought in. Complete this first with other requests. I have a little bit of metal parts, so I guess I'll be asking Johann to do that... well, what? Don't ask me."

Ingo said so looking at Johann with pity. Johann, who was asked, gets pale.

"Huh? Does that mean... more work for me?

"Good for you, Johan. I could do a different job than a metal typeface."

"Isn't it fun to have a new job? Let's all do our best. Hey!

"I don't like it. Ahhh!

Inspired by Zach and Heidi, the Gutenberg gathering is concluded by her husband, laughing at Johann in tears.

"That's the way it is, until Master Rosemayne wakes up, get to work on each one of you. Master Rosemayne's money is kept by the clergyman, he says. I'm prepared to replace it here, so I want it to work as it has always been."

"Ha!"

And when the winter ended, which had a longer snowstorm than last year, and spring was halfway through, I was consulted by Gill. Apparently, there are few more stories left for printing that Mine was preparing.

"I talked to Fran about it. Then the clergyman gave me a story I heard from the noble children at the Winter Castle, and it's all written in the children's language and it's hard to read. I think Rosemayne was fixing that sentence in a book, so I don't know what to do..."

Without stories to print, I can't print. I also think, um, of Gil's problems. Picture books that can be sold to the nobles are our main product. With the touch of selling to the nobles, it's starting to sell to the merchants. It's hard to stop printing here.

"... ah! Surely Thuri must have gotten a handwritten book. I'll ask if I can borrow that."

"Mm-hmm. Please. If I make a lot of books, Master Rosemayne might wake up early because she wants to read them. Trying my best."

"Sure. If I'd stacked up a book, I'd be jumping up."

After talking to Gil like that, I went to Touri, where I was supposed to live at the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce, and asked Touri if he could lend me a book.

"Gil and the others are going to treat me politely, so it's okay to lend... I don't think this is for business because Mine wrote this for my family, do you?

That's what Thuri put out for me while I said it was "A Collection of Mother's Sleeping Stories". The stories that Mine had accumulated since he was writing on the clay slab were all things that were written. Turning paralytically, there are a number of stories I've heard on my way to the woods that kind of make me want to go home and cry back then.

"Touri's right, it's too different from any picture book I've ever had, but can I borrow it for once?

"Fine, but will you do me a favor, too?

It's unusual for Thuri to come up with exchange terms that way. When I blinked, Touri raised her determined blue eyes.

"Me, I want to learn how to behave. Lutz was taught by a gray cleric in Irkner, and he's moved so much better, and he can read difficult rhetorical letters for nobility, right? Me, when I learned how to behave, Master Corinna told me to take you to the aristocratic hall, but I don't know how to remember. Instead of lending this book, I'd like you to introduce me to a gray cleric who teaches me how to behave."

I was educated by the Grey Clerics along with those working in the Irkner Hall. I didn't really feel it myself, but my husband and Mr. Marc complimented me, and the movement seemed sophisticated enough for Thuri to know right away. I can understand how Tulli from the same favela would feel in a hurry.

Before Mine entered the temple and started the workshop, I and Thuri looked down somewhere that gray clerics and gray witches were orphans. With the exception of Mine, who said, "I respect you just by putting you in the library," I think the people in Lower Town probably had the same idea.

But if we knew them deeply, they were those with a demeanor and upbringing who, in order to live, were only not ashamed to be put forward before the nobility. He's the one with the knowledge you want to get even if you give him money.

"Okay. I'll talk to Gil and Fritz."

The Rosemaine workshop at the orphanage where printing is taking place went from the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce to the jurisdiction of the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, so without Rosemaine's invitation, Touri, the dapla of the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce in clothing relations, could no longer enter or leave. We have to talk to the temple first.

When I went to the workshop, I asked Gil to give me the book I borrowed from Touri.

"So can we do something about Thuri's demeanor? Please, Gil."

"If you want to remember Thuri, maybe it's better for the Grey Witch to teach you than for the Grey Cleric. I've been taking care of Tulli, and I'll ask Vilma and Fran."

By now Thuri has broken my bones teaching me sewing and cooking for the orphanage kids, taking me to the woods. He is also familiar with the orphanage by showing his face over and over again in the Temple of Winter classroom. So in the form of repayment, Fran and Vilma gave me permission to teach me how to behave. However, it seems to be conditional on me bringing Tulli in and out of here.

I'll tell my husband a story about learning how to behave in the temple. I have to go with Touri, so I'm finally going to be taught. Though he taught me a lot in Irkner, he makes quite a difference from Gil, who serves the side. I have to work harder, too.

"Sir, that's why, for a while, I, on Saturday, go to the orphanage to study behaving"

"Is it just Lutz and Touri? Can't we get anything else in there?

My husband seems to want to knock his demeanor into the Dalua of the Plantan and Gilberta Chambers of Commerce as well, but he can't screw any other human being more than Mine sleeping giving me permission.

"I just don't think I can. Touri's been doing a lot for the orphanage, 'cause Fran and Vilma just gave me permission."

"Exactly at a time like this, don't think if that runaway girl was awake"

My husband, who was smiling bitterly, squeezed his expression.

"Lutz, learn well. You two have connections to the Lord's adopted daughter, even though it's not weird when they disconnect you. Don't fail to make the most of that valuable connection."

"Yes!"

"Then again, this is what Rosemaine told me before..."

My husband gave me permission to buy it out, so I headed to Corinna's workshop. And show the invitation from your husband in the workshop, and call Tulli.

"Thuri, I got permission. He said he'd teach me how to behave."

"Thank you, Lutz. Good luck and you have to remember!

Touri held his fist with a motivated eye. I was just taught how to handle things a little before by Mine, and Touri isn't very well educated. In order to prevent the behavior taught by Master Corinna from floating in the workshop, he said that needlework accounted for the majority of matters over behavior.

"Well, we're going to go buy it out. She wants to buy clothes with long sleeves because they are used. It's necessary to practice standing and behaving."

"Huh!? I don't have that extra money!?

With his affiliation with the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce, Tulli also has guild cards, and he's taking on hair decorations in one hand to sign a Dapra contract and give to the lord's adoptive daughter, so his salary is considerably higher than his age. Still, they don't have enough money to buy a costume for a lady with flickering cuffs as a pong.

I glanced at my guild card. I have money. I'm too busy to use it, so I'm saving up.

"I'll buy you today."

"I'm sorry, that's not true."

"Touri, you don't have to worry about it. When Mine wakes up, I'll get it back from Mine Savings, so don't worry."

I waved flirtatiously at Tulli trying to be as solitary as I expected.

"... Lutz, what's Mine Savings?

"Mine was saving up to death, money to spend for my family. Mine won't complain about using paper or ink to get his family to write to him or Tulli or Camill to study, because he said so."

"Teaching materials are expensive clothes with long sleeves, right? I can't believe I'm using that as a teaching material..."

It's a waste, Thuri shook his head, but the luxury merchants pay a lot more to acquire a common demeanor for the nobles.

"It's a necessary expense. I can't catch my senses without my sleeves. If this feels like a waste, you should give up on learning how to behave from the start. This time, I mean to give back the goodwill of Thuri so far, so you can teach me in an orphanage, but it's supposed to cost me a fortune and I have to invite a teacher to teach me how to behave, right?

"... right. I'll ask Lutz."

I went with Touri to buy some flickering clothes for practice, and eventually stacked a few everyday clothes that I could wear to the workshop. Touri screams at the scene where the woman's clothes pile up.

"Lutz, I don't need this much!

"My husband told me that because Corinna's workshop and Plantain Chamber of Commerce have a lot of rich apprenticeships, Mine was worried about me and Thuri floating around, and he always specified when and how many clothes to buy. Mine's gone, so my husband told me to be careful and buy my own clothes.... So this is for me"

I also stacked my clothes. If my husband doesn't point it out to me either, I don't mind the outfit at all, so I really need to be careful.

I didn't know, Thuri shrugged, staring at the pile of clothes. And happily loosened his mouth, moistened his eyes, and reached for his clothes.

"... I was in the mood to replace my salary for helping me buy my sidekick clothes, but Mine was giving me instructions about us. You don't know that until you tell me. I thought Mine was already busy over there and forgot about this one... I feel like an idiot."

"The Tourris can't talk directly, so you may not know, but you guys, you both like each other too much. We're not that bad, but we're not like our brothers."

Thus, on a dirt day when work would be off, Ole and Touri were to be taught how to behave in an orphanage. At the orphanage, I told Fritz, Thuri told Vilma.

Ralph began to see it with a tight eye, as Thuri would go out with him every week on holiday. Whatever you say seems futile. I have no choice, so I decide to put a little exploration into Touri for Ralph.

"Hey, isn't it time for Thuri to think about romance or something? That's the kind of topic we're getting around, isn't it?

"I'm around, but honestly, I'm not around."

I know you're old enough for your surroundings to get tinted, but it seems to me that it has nothing to do with you, or rather, don't get me involved. I've felt the same way before, and I know exactly how Touri feels.

"Ah, I know how that feels"

"Right? If you want to catch up with Mine, rather, this one's busy, so don't interrupt me with romance or anything. So you don't feel like it?

"Be"

I apologized to Ralph in my heart for thinking the same thing, surrounded by the women of the inhabitants at Ilkner, who could not be disturbed.

...... bad, Ralph. I can't seem to fall in love with Touri right now.

And at the end of Fall, when Mine fell asleep and it was about time for a year, my husband assembled all of Gutenberg with his bloody face.

I'm in the middle of a winter shift, but Gutenberg, who looked dissatisfied, also sees her husband's complexion and stretches his spine.

"He says that you would rather have your own printing workshop than hit Master Rosemaine's mother. They do a lot of business in Haldenzel, where your parents are. The clergyman talked to me about building a plant paper workshop, building an ink workshop for you, and a printing workshop. It is the mother's job to expand the printing business instead of Master Rosemayne."

"Uh, that's... what do you mean?

I tilted my neck so that I didn't really know Heidi.

"Between the next spring and autumn, there will be a great journey for all of Gutenberg. Prepare yourselves during the winter months so that the workshops and shops can go around even after a long period of time. Talk to each association, too. I'll take the commercial guild."

They all changed their complexion to the big unexpected business of all of Gutenberg being driven out.

"Suddenly even if I went to Haldenzel, I still succeeded in postponing it until spring because I couldn't work without a workshop to help me, and because in winter the river was frozen and I couldn't make paper"

Initially even now, he said, but he managed to get a reprieve in exchange for printing the items he wanted to print first in the Rosemaine workshop. That's our husband.

"Master Elvira is a living senior nobleman. Unlike Rosemayne, who grew up in the temple, he doesn't take into account the circumstances of the civilians. I can stop that one. Master Rosemayne is on vacation. Don't fail to prepare to leave whenever it's spring."

When Mine fell asleep, the family started rambling. We're dealing with a nobleman who can't stop us.

They didn't have any rest in Gutenberg. The bright-blued Gutenbergs flew out of the conference room in unison.