Ascendance of a Bookworm

I woke up to be Taro Urashima.

The clergyman who was inside the concealed room was completely unchanged, so I didn't think anything of it when I woke up, but the moment the clergyman held me up and I got out of the concealed room, I wondered if my heart would stop.

The bigger they are, the bigger they are. Nicolas and Monica were adults, with raised hair, noticeable breasts, and longer skirt lengths. Gil, what a growing season, in my memory I was about the height of Fran's chest until just now, but my head is a little over Fran's shoulder. Besides, my voice was as low as someone else's.

... Something scares me.

When I fall asleep and wake up, my surroundings grow in an instant. Honestly, I'm scared, or creepy. In fact, I slept for two years, so I guess not for a moment, but my feeling is that it feels like we're all growing up in one night.

In the meantime, I'm not the only one growing up. Or it's degenerative. You're losing muscle strength while you sleep for two years, and you can't move your body the way you think. You can't move the way you want, but you get naked by people you know but don't know, and you get them to take a bath in complete care.

Even if you feel unspoken fear and anxiety, you can't even say "I'll do it myself" and you can't say "I want it to stop". Keep your mouth shut, try to open or close your hands, or force your feet to hang out and move.

Moving my immobile body little by little, I was so frightened inside as I pasted a smile towards my surroundings that I knew but didn't know.

Now I calmed down a little when I heard from the chief cleric in the stash room and heard how worried everyone was waiting for me to wake up. Still, I still feel like there's a wall I can't cross in front of me when I see the passage of time that I can't do anything about.

The chief cleric, who described in digest what had happened while I was asleep, struck his hand as if he remembered something.

"Rosemaine, I'd like to get some magic equipment, but you want to wait here? Or do you want to leave once?

"... please take one of the books there as we wait here"

Just gazing at the book Gil was piling up for me, the chief cleric took the top book and placed it on my stomach. And he leaves with his heels back to take his magic equipment.

"It's a new book. Ugh."

I slowly moved my hand and touched the book on my stomach. My cheeks loosen to the feel of a new book.

Come on, let's read, and I moved my hand. I desperately try to open the page with a trembling hand that doesn't help, but I can't quite do the act of just opening the page. Pick only one piece of paper and open it, that's all that's so hard.

"Ah..."

I couldn't even keep the force in my hand holding the book down, and the book slipped, making a sound of bass and falling to the floor. I reached out to pick it up, but even my own arm, which fell sloppily off the seat of the bench, was too heavy for me now. Needless to say, there's no way I can pick up a book.

... I can't believe you're weak enough to even read the book.

I've sacrificed two years and I don't feel healthier at all. My body hasn't grown at all, and I can't believe I've lost muscle strength and more magic.

I also feel like it's useless to stick a smile around so I don't worry, and the moment I lose my strength, I get zero bollocks and tears.

"You kept me waiting... Why are you crying?

"I can't read the book. I can't move my hand and I can't open the page myself. I don't like it anymore."

Ha, and the sighing cleric grabbed my left hand, and put a decorative bracelet on my arms. The witchcraft bracelet changes shape with Shun, and sucks away magic softly about both arms.

"Chief Cleric, suddenly what... that? Arms moving?

"It's a magic tool to aid in the magic of physical strengthening. Used to use it until I grabbed the hang of strengthening my body. You have a lot of magic right now. You will be able to do things to the extent that they normally move. Give me your arm too."

"Yes."

When I put it on both arms, my torso could move easily. This is amazing. I'll spin my arm around Guru.

"Now you can read the book!

"... would you be more impressed with something else?

"Huh? It's caged with the finest emotion and respect, isn't it?

And the chief priest, who shook his head so lightly, saying unto him, Put this on his feet later, put two rings upon my hand. I take it and lean my neck.

"Why don't we just get started now?

"It doesn't make sense if you haven't touched your skin directly. Are you going to expose your legs here? There is a lot to be desired. I don't care if you have an exposure hobby, but at least, you're where I am. Forgive me for eating this weird roll."

I wear socks that tie and hang in a belt of cloth wrapped around my waist. It's like wearing a garter with no shades of color on it. From above, he wears underwear like drawers. In other words, if you want to wear a ring in contact with your skin, you have to put it on your thighs, and before that, you have to take off your underwear.

I, who have difficulty moving my feet on my own, now say, "Let the chief priest take off his underwear."

Of course, I'm not going to ask the Cleric Chief to do that. I was wondering if I should be caught in my ankle. I don't have an exposure hobby. No, I don't have that hobby.

"What is an exposure hobby!? There's nothing like that! The Chief Cleric doesn't explain it enough. I just thought I should get caught in the ankle. You have to be fat legs. I'm convinced. Call Monica and Nicolas."

Ask the Cleric Chief to leave the stash room and let Monica and Nicola in instead. And then he took it off and put a ring around his thigh. If I wave my legs with Bran Bran, it works the way I thought it would.

Monica and Nicola rounded their eyes as their feet moved freely, which only slowly until earlier.

"I can't move. The clergyman lent it to me. I'll stand up, so could you both give me a hand?

"Absolutely."

When I put my strength into it, I can stand as I thought I would. Let go of Monica and Nicola's hands, and I walked all the way around by myself and decided to pose bissibly.

"Me, I feel better at last"

"... Chief Cleric's magic equipment is amazing"

"I'm glad to have a smile back on Master Rosemaine's face."

Nicola laughed as relieved and said so. Apparently, the smile I was trying to paste was made and found to be smiling.

"Sorry to bother you, both of you"

I walk out of the den on my own feet. I never thought it would be more comfortable for my body to move the way I thought it would. Realizing the gratitude of my health, I rush to the door in a light foothold and open it with momentum.

"Thanks to the magic equipment of the Chief Cleric, see! You can move yourself now. Thank you. I know."

Beyond the clergyman, who nodded lightly, naturally, the Frans circled their eyes and then broke their faces as if they were hoarse.

"Rosemaine, in three days we move to the castle. He will then give the stuffing lectures necessary to make his way to the House of Lords and remain in the winter social world. If you want to meet with the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, make sure you get it done early."

"Okay."

… pack it up to the House of Lords, huh.

Feeling the chief priest's bloodthirsty guidance, I nodded with dismay and dropped my shoulders. I'm done for, the Chief Cleric is leaving the room.

"Dear Rosemaine, may I report back in turn on what happened during your holidays?

"Yes, please"

When I looked up to Fran's words, my side service was in full swing.

Fran, Zahm and Monica, who kept the Temple Chief's office for me, line up, and Nicola has been in and out of the kitchen more for the past two years, so she is in a single-person frame to make a report about the kitchen.

Reports about the orphanage are Burma and Rosina. Vilma seemed to be able to get into and out of the Temple Chief's office at some point, waiting for the order of reporting.

And Gill and Fritz were the last to report on the workshop relationship.

"Nothing particularly significant happened in the Temple Chief's Office. For the assistance of the clergyman, me, Zahm and Monica packed it in the clergyman's office every day. At prayer ceremonies and harvest festivals, Lady Charlotte and Lady Wilfried went around the direct jurisdiction instead of Lady Rosemaine. The first year was a bit of an uneasy treatment, but the second year was a brilliant treatment of divine objects, blessing them."

"Yes, I have to thank you both."

"Your two trips to the temple for departure and arrival have also seen a slight change in the consciousness of the Blue Clergy, with a few serious attempts to work for facial connections"

When it comes to cash, it's cash, but that would be nice if it motivated me to work at all.

"What worried us the most was the amount of medicine the clergyman had? You are starting to use your medicine as often as you did before. Also, pay attention to a word from Master Rosemaine. Our opinions will be heard."

I nod once to Fran's worrying words. This is the amount of work I've done as a clergyman who used medicine all the time and told him to just clean up the job in front of me. Just paying attention, I must have been unable to let go of my medication.

"... I'll have to help you do your job so the Chief Cleric doesn't have to take your pills."

After finishing Fran's report, Nicolas next takes the wooden plaque and starts reporting.

"Thanks to Master Rosemaine, I was able to train for two years as a cooking assistant. I can now make all the recipes Master Rosemaine left me. And there is a culinary confrontation between Hugo and Ilse, and there are more new recipes"

... culinary showdown? What, that sounds interesting!

"I'm looking forward to the new recipe, but what happened to winning or losing?

"Now it's a draw, one win at a time."

"Looking forward to seeing what happens next."

"Then, Hugo and Ella are filing for marriage. When Lady Rosemaine wakes up, Hoogo wants you to hear it the most."

... Oh my God!? Hugo's opponent was Ella!?

"They say noble women quit their jobs when they get married, but Ella hopes to continue. Hopefully, we'll be happy to take you into account there as well"

"I'm glad you still work after marriage.... but what should we do to prepare your room? I'll ask the Chief Cleric as well, but we'll arrange to be able to get married next summer."

"Wow, Hoogo will be delighted. Thank you. I know."

And Nicolas finished her report by telling her that the recipe book was complete.

As Nicolas lowered, Burma and Rosina advanced next.

"So here's a report from the orphanage. There are three more orphans in the two years Master Rosemaine was off. Two of them were abandoned in front of the gate, and the other was born to Lily, the gray witch who was serving Lord Egmont."

Speaking of Egmont, he must have been the precautionary figure who vandalized my library.

... Now let me conceive a side service, and the child is an orphanage? Huh? Wait a minute. Is this normal here? Am I angry? Which one?

Having failed to react immediately, I decided to leave it to myself to think about the good and evil of Egmont's deeds.

"... er, you mean the birth took place here?

"No, we couldn't deal with it here because no one has any knowledge of childbirth. After consulting with Touri and the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, we moved the gray witch to the little temple of Hasse and asked the residents of Hasse to help us."

The chief cleric would be born on his own, he only said. Thinking about that, Vilma, who was so anxious, said she talked to Touri and Lutz. Then they pointed out ignorance to the two of them, which they couldn't be. They're both good jobs.

He said Benno's instructions with his head on the fact that there were about twenty women in the orphanage, but he didn't even have the experience of helping give birth as one person, led him to move the gray witch to the little temple of Hasse. She called a Hasse woman to give birth, ahead of Nora, who had helped give birth.

At that time, Benno scolded the head of the orphanage for not knowing what to do, and Vilma was also taken out to Hasse with several gray witches.

"That... would have been tough on Vilma, wouldn't it? Um, are you okay?

Even just being scolded on that Benno sword screen must have been a considerable fear experience for Burma, who was male phobic. All I can think of is how to overlap trauma on trauma.

"... It was very difficult indeed, but it was a difficult experience. Now both mother and child are spending time in one of these orphanages. I take care of Dirk as he takes turns using his experience."

"What about Dirk? Are you absorbing magic?

"Yes. As soon as I saw the signs, I consulted the Chief Cleric through Fran. We have no particular problems with dilk because you responded immediately"

Too much magic seems to have allowed the dangerous dilk to go unharmed. Most importantly.

"Music education at the orphanage is also doing well. After I let the fesh peel touch me all the way through, I only educated interested children. From what I have seen, there is only one person who seems to be able to become a musician. But they don't seem to like practice very much, so they don't think it's going to grow."

Unlike a nobleman who has a revelation, music education in an orphanage is not compulsory. I'm just talking about looking for talented or motivated kids. Some people are talented but unable to make an effort or are not interested in music. If you're not motivated by yourself, that's the story.

"But there was a kid who seemed to be able to be a painter. I like to paint, I imitate Vilma's paintings, and I paint when I find time on the tablet."

"Yes, Vilma, you can buy extra stone brushes, so let them keep going"

"Yes, sir."

Looks like Rosina took the job of educating the kids seriously at the orphanage. Such is not the job of an exclusive musician, I was wondering what I would do if he refused, but I didn't seem to need to worry.

"Workshop report."

Gil, who is taller, has a lower voice, and is close enough to an adult to keep an eye on him, gives me a two-year report.

He lost the manuscript I had left behind and borrowed a book from Thuri. Instead, he taught Tulli and Lutz how to behave in an orphanage.

"To the extent that we can both get out in front of intermediate aristocrats, it seems we've got our manners."

When Fritz, who was teaching Lutz, said so, Vilma, who was teaching Tulli, also nodded.

"I was very upbeat and trying. And thanks to the fact that you two went to the orphanage on a regular basis to give advice and help with Dirk's parenting consultation and Lily's birth, it was very helpful."

"Well, I must thank you both."

Gil suggested to me in my words, "I tried to print it last winter because Touri suggested that I should make a book about behaving. A book summarizing greetings with nobles is sold to millionaires. Thank you for that," he added.

... Touri could really be an angel.

They have one book that summarizes the knight's story I wrote down, one "mother's sleep story" that I gave to Tulli, one recipe book that Nicola put together and Vilma painted, two manners books that the sides put together in Tulli's proposal, and a total of five more as commodities.

"In addition to these, I also printed a book I had deposited from Dear Elvira, which I didn't leave because the deadline was critical and I printed the perfect few needed. There is a caution from Elvira when you take everything from the unsuccessful objects, and the original, the finished product, the failed work, none of them are in the workshop."

At a time when Gil's gaze was swimming slightly, he had a good idea of the content. I wouldn't be able to leave that behind. If there's anything we can find at all, the angry clergyman is going to crush the printing workshop with all his might.

... Mother, did you want the Ferdinand book so badly?

In addition, Gil also reported his activities in Haldenzel. A major movement of Gutenberg took place, creating branches of plant paper associations and printing associations, making decisions about profits and their respective appropriations, and sending Gutenberg to the workshop prepared by Geebe Haldenzel to provide technology.

"The metal-related parts that make the printing press were brought in from Aerenfest. Because Johann said he didn't know if they could do exactly the same if the equipment was different."

"So?"

"I wanted you to teach me how to make it over there, but the equipment is not skilled enough anyway..."

"I guess."

Johann's technology is getting better and better because of all the fine orders I make one after another. It's a level that doesn't allow other followers.

"They want us to see what we can do because we try metal typescripts during the winter."

"Yes, Gil's traveling a long way, too. That was tough."

"No, to expand the printing industry."

In the face of Gil, who laughed with a ni, the shadow of my knowledge appeared colorful, and I laughed unexpectedly.

"I know very well that everyone worked hard on each one of them while I was away. Thank you. That's my side of the line."

Finishing the report, and laboring everyone, Fran put me in the bedroom with a number of wood plaques.

"Dear Rosemaine, I am depositing this one with you today by the Chief Cleric. Rest your body as you read this. Don't push it."

"But I, the letter..."

"Rest assured. I will keep you in touch with both the Plantan Chamber of Commerce and the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce. Leave it to us enough to get the meeting ready, and now rest. Three days from now, we will go to the castle and start packing and learning until we head to the House of Lords."

To Fran's words I nod, and as I fall asleep in bed, I glance through the wood plaque. The wooden plaque prepared by the clergyman was a list arranged in order of priority that had to be done by the time he was admitted to the House of Lords.

Reading and remembering books and materials about the geography and history of the country, the ranking of territorial influence due to magic and economic power, and the names of royal families and lord candidates in school were the top priorities. This is good. Looks like you can read all you want for a while.

... Ugh, uh-huh, seems like a lot of books to read....... hmm? What, this service dance practice? Plus, your uncle and strength enhancement training? I will not die before I go to the House of Lords?

Fran, as I said, immediately got me ready for the interview. The next afternoon is scheduled for a meeting. For this reason, I was to do my usual schedule at the temple in the morning.

When I woke up, as soon as the two bells rang, Darmuel also came to the temple to do the work of an escort knight.

The boyish-like atmosphere is completely gone and Darmuel is an adult face. I wondered if the fatigue was due to my broken heart, but apparently, it was due to my uncle's lust.

"It was a workout day when you said that Master Bonifatius would train the Guardian Knights of the Lords' clan so as not to put Master Rosemaine in danger again. Angelica and Cornelius are incredibly strong."

"Really? I'm looking forward to going to the castle for a little while."

After breakfast I practiced feche peel with Rosina, but I was surprised that my fingers were stopped moving like they were rustling.

"Three days, if you don't practice, there's a difference in sound. You've been asleep for two years, so I can't help it. But is it because Rosemaine practiced until the other day because of her own senses? It's quick to get your mind back."

"... would you be ashamed to head to the House of Lords?

My level stops at 8. Exactly. It would be too little practice to head to the gathering place for the nobles who practiced all the way up to the age of 10.

"No, I'm not worried about you. Keep practicing like this and you'll be fine. I was practicing harder and harder with the Chief Cleric's policy, so if you go back to finger movements, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

Still, it would be a level where we managed to reach the point. Practical systems like this are difficult to fill in the blanks, so we have to practice even.

And after three bells, I helped the chief cleric do his job. When I went to take Fran, Zahm and Monica to help me, I was delighted with tears in the service of the chief priest, and he complained about how the chief priest was carrying an unfavourable workload on his body.

"I'm heading to the House of Lords, so I can only help you today and tomorrow..."

"Still, different hearts"

"Just a little less calls from the castle is enough"

... you adoptive father!

In the meantime, I even calculated to make the Chief Cleric a little easier for you. "Very well," the clergyman nodded with great satisfaction, giving me the medicine to recover my fatigue.

"Thank you, I know."

I feel very subtle, but half of this fatigue restorative drug that has improved my taste is made up of the kindness and care of a clergyman. This is a delightful occasion.

After lunch, I take a light look around the orphanage and the workshop and go around with the report of getting better and the words of labor that everyone is doing well. My companions are Gil and Darmuel, and Monica and Nicola went to the orphan director's office first to prepare me.

There were also many changes in the orphanage. There were many adults who were apprentices, and those who were not very different from me were apprentices. There are three pre-christening children, Dilk and a walking baby.

Delia, who originally had a beautiful face, had become a completely beautiful girl, and Dilk had become a toddler with no shadow of a baby.

... I guess that's how much Kamil is too.

If I do not grow hard from now on, I may be plucked out by Kamil or Dilk. I felt such a danger.

After turning to the workshop and speaking of encouragement, go into the orphan dean's office and prepare to welcome visitors. While I glanced over the documents describing the income and expenditure of the workshop I had received from Gil, the sidemen were busy cleaning the hidden room, preparing tea and sweets, and working.

"Dear Rosemaine, The Plantain Chamber of Commerce has arrived"

Let me through.

Three of them came upstairs: Benno, Marc and Lutz. Not as good as Gill, but Rutz's back is also growing, about Fran's shoulder. My face was crisp because of being rubbed in a busy workplace and I felt close to the atmosphere of a man who could.

"Let me talk to you here."

After a long and serious greeting, we led him to the hiding room. Me and the face of the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, Gil the Side Server and Darmuel the Guardian Knight and a member as usual.

When Patari and I closed the door and faced each other, I jumped at Lutz for now.

"Lutz, you've grown up!

When I jumped and hugged him, my head, which was supposed to be around my shoulder, was all around me from Rutz's chest. The difference, which was about 15 cm before, has spread to about 30 cm.

Somehow I didn't feel - Benno approached me where I was depressed and slapped my head gently and tilted my neck, still clinging to Lutz.

"... Rosemaine, you, aren't you shrinking?

"It hasn't changed, but it hasn't shrunk. It's terrible, Mr. Benno. I don't like being in this state either..."

While I was saying that, - tears flooded me like I cut a weir. I don't know, because it's an acceptable place to give as much emotion as you want, it doesn't stop.

"Ah, bad. After someone already said something to you?... or couldn't you cry to cry?

Later words fell into Ston and himself.

"To the Chief Cleric, don't disturb your emotions because the magic runs wild, he told you, but it seems I wanted to cry as my emotions"

"It sucks that magic runs wild!?

"Now I've got four magic tricks to help strengthen my body, so I'm fine."

"Right. Then cry thoughtfully. Anyway, there's nowhere to cry, is there?

That's what Benno says, he squeaks and scratches my head and then he leaves. Lutz also laughed small and slapped me gently on the back with a pomp.

"Okay, okay, cry, cry. I'm relieved you haven't changed, to be honest. I was talking to Thuri about what I'd do if I was suddenly like someone else."

"Uh-oh, Lutz."

Cry till you feel better, and when he told me to stick to Lutz, I started crying amazingly myself.

I cry for a while, you feel better, and then I stop crying. I feel refreshed, as the sprouts I've been holding flowed with my tears.

And I lifted up my face, and looked up at the face of Lutz, which is above remembrance. The jade eyes of Lutz, looking down on me, had not changed, and I was horrified.

"Lutz, you have a completely different feeling than you did before. It's so stiff and rough. Gil and Lutz are getting too big. Plus, we both got so cool. Gil has a different voice, too. With that, Mr. Benno is old."

"Wow! You, what did you just say!?

"Akanbe!"

I, who shielded Lutz, uttered my tongue, and laughed, hehe, and Benno, who had his cheeks drawn all the way round my head.

"Geez! Ouch! Ouch!

"I don't know what we're going through. That's all you need."

"Wow! Didn't you come to hear that hard talk today!

"Then listen! I'll teach you a gut."

Encouraged by Benno's words, I sat down. On Lutz's lap. Benno, sitting in the front, sighed.

"Hey, Rosemaine"

"Me, I haven't had enough Lutz refills yet, so this is fine. We're going to have to go to the castle and pack up two years of study in a big hurry and go to a school where all the nobles get together. Gotta keep plenty of refills."

"Oh well. Make yourself at home already. Let me report this one."

A report from Benno informed me of the progress and the situation in Haldenzel. He's also headed for Haldenzel the next spring, and he's got a few things to check. And they also have a few things that need my permission and are stopping.

"Okay. Let's go with the horseman and clean it up."

"... Pfft, dude. I hope so. In the meantime, you woke up and were horrified. Keep a good grip on the perimeter. I've had enough business talks with senior nobles lined up and sympathetic gaze at the clergyman."

I slipped my gaze softly when I thought of Benno surrounded by his mother, who was willing to build his own printing workshop, and his parents, who suspected that it would really lead to profit.

"Ahhh, I don't know what to say anymore... good luck"