Ascendance of a Bookworm

Between reading Japan every day, practicing a service dance, discussing and practicing efficient physical enhancement with your uncle, you must also be prepared to head to the House of Lords.

What was most needed was a request to create clothing. Apparently a lot of cloth was prepared so that cloth could be made at any time, but not yet because I didn't know when I was going to wake up. The Guilberta Chamber of Commerce, which is dealing exclusively with your mother's exclusive needle and your adoptive mother's exclusive needle and mine, was to be summoned to start making clothes. For this reason, both mother and adoptive mother come to my room today.

"I can't believe you're gathering information about the fashion of costumes in the House of Lords, too, Rosemaine."

Some of the information brought in from the House of Lords that Darmuel was organizing for me was about what costumes the Lordship candidates were wearing. A senior noble lady named Brunhilde wrote in detail, and she wanted me and Charlotte to refer to her when making the costume that she was about to enter the House of Lords.

I had no intention of gathering such information, but my adoptive mother praises me for being a visionary. Any information feels useful to someone somewhere, and it seems like it would be more useful for everyone to have each piece of information collected as it is.

By the way, I had not received any information about the stories everywhere I wanted. Originally, I didn't plan to use Jurevé in the winter, and I planned to explain it properly with my own mouth, so all I wrote was "ask the House of Lords to gather information," which is the cause of my defeat. When I was gagged, my brother Cornelius laughed bitterly that I could not anticipate collecting stories from a memorandum called information-gathering.

"Princess, the most important thing you have to make is a costume to wear in the social world this winter."

"In winter, the social world should wear the costumes they wore before, right? Happiness or misfortune, for I have not grown."

I had been discussing with Richarda the order of the costumes I would make from earlier. Richarda tells me to make them in the order in which they are to be worn, but as far as I'm concerned, I want to give priority to the clothes I take with me to the outside world.

Sadly I have not grown at all in the two years I have been asleep. Even costumes from two years ago can be worn without problems.

"I can't believe I'm wearing a costume that went through my sleeves again with that revelation two or three years ago..."

"But Richarda. The first thing you need to make right now is a costume to take to the House of Lords, right? Wouldn't you be able to take the costume you already have"

My mother, who was listening to me and Richarda, exhaled lightly.

"Rosemaine, I know exactly what Ferdinand said about your senses stopping two years ago."

"Mother?"

"Rosemaine, going to the House of Lords means you're 10 years old."

"Yes."

"Skirt length is different than before, so even if you're not growing, you can't wear your previous costume"

... Oh, I did. Skirt lengths change.

At the age of 10, the girl changes from knee length to tibial length. Originally, happiness is free of shards and only uncomfortable because you're supposed to be happy to bite off your growth, because nothing in it has changed, and because you haven't celebrated your 10 year old.

"You'll also have to make a new costume to attend the social beginnings feast, won't you?

"... to attend the beginning feast, decide to just fix the skirt length. That won't take long, will it?

I ask you to call Corinna from among the needles that are sloppy on my side.

"Corinna, I want you to fix this skirt part. From this part of the back, put on my tibial-length skirt, and don't pick the skirt like this until now, put on the flower ornament."

I decided to get through the costume of the feast, as I did when I reworked the Tulli costume at the Baptist ceremony in Lower Town, with a simple rework where I had the skirt part of the present day picked like a balloon and decorated, with a tibial-length skirt underneath.

Corinna, who had previously been briefed by her mother about my brief fix, swallows immediately where I demand, and when I take out the needles and threads, she easily picks them with tailoring threads and balloons them.

"How about this long? As Lady Rosemaine said, if you're going to have a new knee-length stitch shape, this will happen, okay?

Corinna lets another needle bring a cloth and shows her mother and adoptive mother what kind of fix she will do.

"Oh, isn't that adorable? The shape is good, but the cloth on the new skirt should be used with this year's fashionable cloth."

"Yes, sir."

"If you want to decorate the picked area with flowers, why not add the same decoration to this chest?

"Lady Lordship, then I know that the decorations on the chest are cute even in the form of small flowers and arranged in this way"

"Well, nice"

Corinna writes down her mother's and adoptive mother's orders on a wooden plaque. Then, from among the fashion-colored cloths prepared by the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce, the materials were chosen to match and the dimensions were measured and determined.

After that, we have to decide on the costumes to take to the House of Lords. The House of Lords doesn't have a determined outfit called a uniform, but they say the policy dictates it's a black based outfit. Anything, he says, shows respect for the Dark God who absorbs everything and shows greedy absorption of his teachings in the House of Lords.

But the only thing that's decided is to base it on black, so it seems pretty free. According to information gathered from the House of Lords, some people are surprisingly brightly coloured embroidered in black based clothing, and others are wearing flickering jackets with sleeves that feel like boleros from above the fitted clothes on their sleeves, adjusting the length of their sleeves depending on the content of the lecture.

"Me, I want a costume that can adjust the length of my sleeves more like this than embroidery"

Long sleeves are honestly out of the way and I can't help it. However, since there seems to be some practical skill in court practice, it may be necessary to have a sleeve length. I think it would be easy and very efficient if I could adjust it by wearing and removing the bolero.

To my claim, the adoptive mother, the mother, and Richarda all shook their heads.

"Lordship candidates must not put together such sleeve costumes"

"... Huh? But will the Lordship candidates get lectures, as well as practical skills? Will your sleeves never get in the way?

"Doing that gracefully is the Lord's candidate, Rosemaine"

Laughing nicely at my adoptive mother and changing the length of her sleeve was rejected.

I have no choice. Be sure to prepare only the strings for sagging so you can adjust your sleeves yourself.

As far as costumes are concerned, my opinion seldom passes apart from fixing them, and it has been decided what costumes to make with the three opinions. It would be better to leave it to the three of us than to put together a costume out of common sense. I can only look blurry as I "want to read the book" how it keeps deciding.

Thanks to the mobilization of a large number of needles, my costume was successfully completed by the beginning of the winter social world.

"Rosemaine, I'm talking about their exclusive cook and their dedicated musician... can I send them to the House of Lords?

That is how I was cut out by my adoptive father at the dinner table one day. In the House of Lords, students will run dormitories by territory. The musicians to be dispatched there say that five of the students are selected and dispatched, including five exclusively from those above, and five from the cooks of the castle.

Being a Lordship Candidate, Wilfried and I will be positioned at the top, so the dedicated musicians will automatically join the membership. But Ella and Hugo are going back and forth with me between the temple and the castle, and it is hard to say that they are the cooks of the castle. That's why he wants to send you to the House of Lords with permission.

"You'd give them both back to the temple while they were more absent, wouldn't you? Then a good cook wants to use it as effectively as possible"

"I don't mind if I have the best flavor I'm used to, but I won't flush new recipes to the cook I'm going with, will I?

Although I don't mind the original recipe Ella and Fugo thought of during the two years, my recipe should not be flushed except for what I paid for.

"... I have no choice about that"

He was an adoptive father who seemed to expect just a little new recipe, but gave up and nodded.

"Hopefully, at a gathering of Lordship candidates and at a tea party, they want me to show off the treats for the recipes I bought from them"

"Doesn't your adoptive father want to keep it hidden?

I should have been harsh on the nobles not to divulge it outside, even when it comes to teaching materials, picture books and new recipes. Will it lift the ban?

"Every single thing they've made has a lot of influence. He thought it would be easier to keep it hidden until he was enrolled as a Lordship candidate. From now on, however, they and Vilfried, and from next year, Charlotte, will be enrolled as the Lordship Candidate. I want to take this opportunity to increase Aerenfest's influence as much as possible."

The face of the adoptive father is the face of the lord. I don't know what the hell kind of future you're looking at, but even considering your relationship with Arlensbach, it's better to keep your influence as high as possible.

"... From what I've asked Master Ferdinand, you should improve your grades in the House of Lords, right?

"Oh, yeah"

"How long does the budget come with it?

"Yeah?"

"If you want to earnestly improve your overall territorial performance, there are a few ways to do it. But it's too expensive for me and the students alone. Because what you can do will change depending on how much the budget comes from the territory as an educational expense."

What it takes to do anything is money. Then, time. If I could get up a year earlier, there was more I could do.

"There is very little we can do in the period between now and the House of Lords, so full preparation will begin in the spring. This year the House of Lords will review the achievements of the teaching materials so far and compare the information gathered with reality… we will endeavour to grasp the current situation. On top of that, I'll come up with some ideas that I can think of to improve my overall territorial performance, so please don't let my adoptive father squirt his budget."

"... ok. Ask him and Wilfried for what's in the House of Lords. Work for everyone as a Lordship Candidate."

To his adoptive father's words, Wilfried nodded "I did," with a stern face.

As preparations are well under way, the magic training for physical enhancement with your uncle is also in order. I have removed my magic gear and exercised the magic of physical strengthening on my right arm, so that the horseman can be put out.

Angelica, who saw it, opened her eyes, fluttered, disappointed and depressed.

"How can Master Rosemaine use the magic of physical strengthening so easily? I lost my confidence as an escort knight."

Over the course of a year and a half, Angelica finally managed to get the beast out while using the magic of physical enhancement.

"Ha-ha. Because Rosemaine has all that magic. Even if you are strengthening your whole body, you have enough magic to just do other things. That's all we're talking about. Those who have raised their magic and trained to use the magic of physical strengthening with less magic. It's not like comparing. I can't help but envy the magic my lord's adopted daughter desires. More tunnels than that, refine the technique a little, and reduce the amount of magic you need to go."

"Apprentice Darmuel when it comes to saving magic," my uncle said, laughing. Dermuel, a junior knight and with little magic, is always mindful of how little magic he fights with, and he's very keen to research when it comes to saving magic. "We fight plain battles in the tunnels, but with very little waste," he says.

"The Lord's Master is right. Since the Lord is not yet used to the magic of physical strengthening, there is much waste of magic. The use is much more sophisticated in the Lord. It's not depressing."

Angelica was recognized by her uncle as a disciple and became a knight who could use the magic of physical strengthening, which not many advanced knights even had. And Steinluke seems to be growing well, too, longer than before.

"You've grown up, too, Steinluke. Have you learned so many things?

"Oh, you're the Lord of Bad Memories. I struggle."

When said in the voice and tone of the chief cleric, "You don't remember things at all. Think of my hardships, too," and I will feel scolded.

Remembering the challenges that the clergyman put out today to do, before me I felt like sinking, my uncle coughed up and put out a dagger all the time. If you look at the large demon stone in the pattern, is this also a demon sword?

"Rosemaine, I'm raising the Devil's Sword, too. Can you pour out their magic?

"... I, Master Ferdinand, am forbidden to cast magic on the sword of the other."

"What!?

It's bad for my uncle, who was a little grumpy, but I can't instill magic on my own. It was banned by the Chief Cleric before.

"Mm, mmm.... with Ferdinand's permission."

My uncle roared with such a difficult face. I rush to stab the nail, feeling the atmosphere that seemed to thrust into the Cleric Chief with momentum.

"Even with Master Ferdinand's permission, I find it difficult if I am not accustomed to the treatment of my magic"

I still can't use the magic of the present day when I've solved it in Yurevé and I have more to use.

By analogy, it's like being told to pour the water previously poured in a water drain, now poured in a bucket, which is difficult to adjust. If you are using a massive amount of magic magic to strengthen your body, it feels like pouring water into the toilet, so pouring it all the time is not a problem. But pouring magic into the Devil's Sword feels like weighing it carefully and with a large spoon, so pouring it in a bucket is too difficult. That's what I am now.

"Besides, Angelica needed an auxiliary, teaching and guiding presence. It was by instilling magic in him, thinking of someone who would give him strict guidance, that he became the Devil's Sword who would tell the story of Master Ferdinand. But I, my uncle, can't think of enough. Your uncle is already strong enough."

"... right"

With such an exchange, we are steadily preparing to head to the House of Lords. At the behest of Richarda, the preparation of the luggage begins and, by means of a short intensive course of the clergyman, the knowledge is packed. Naturally, a move worthy of 10 years of age was also demanded, as was a study on court practice.

It quickly became winter. Today there will be a feast of beginning. There will be a winter baptism ceremony, a revelation of new children, and an awards ceremony.

I have to attend the award ceremony this year, so I am leaving it to the clergy chief regarding the baptism ceremony and the revelations. I'm not even attending as temple chief. I had my hair done in a pretty relaxed mood, dressed, and ready to relax.

"Sister, would you like to come with me to the Great Hall?

Charlotte came to visit the room, ready, as she had foreseen that I would be ready. I will leave the room with complete acceptance.

"My sister gave me a special class to go to the House of Lords, and even though I was in the castle, I only had time to meet her at dinner with the archery of the service dance, and I missed her a little."

... Charlotte is as cute as ever.

The fact that Charlotte had grown bigger was such a shock to my sister that she had a crack in her heart. But my appreciation for my help and my apology for taking the escort knight meant that the moment Charlotte gave me the book, my fondness for Charlotte jumped, and the shock of being outgrown, etc., blew away.

... My sister, she's seriously healthy and too cute.

I get in with the horseman out, and I go down the stairs talking to Charlotte and myself. There, Wilfried was also waiting for him when he was ready.

"Do you still use horseman? Is Rosemaine feeling better?

And when he saw that I had come down the stairs on the mounted beast, Wilfried turned his eyes round.

"I got better once I used the pills, but if I didn't use magic equipment, I really couldn't walk yet."

"What!? I thought you said you were training with Master Bonifatius in the Knights. It's suicide!?

For Wilfried, who seems to have trained on the side where the escort knight was moistened with Bishibashi, training with his uncle appears to be a suicide act. In fact I thought "I might die" too, so maybe it would appear that way in anyone's eyes.

"Master Bonifatius has taught me about the magic of physical strengthening, so I haven't done so much as train yet"

"Your sister has improved her service dance so quickly, I didn't know that."

I haven't spoken very broadly about using magic equipment. Anyway, it's something to remove in the meantime.

"… we are talking about going back from the House of Lords and, if we can afford it, removing the magic tools and putting our strength and muscles back a little bit."

Wilfried and Charlotte walk beside me moving with a horseman, and the escort knight solidifies his surroundings. The three of us walked this way since that raid, so we also found ourselves a little nervous around.

"I'm a little nervous. They say the killer has already been captured..."

That's what Charlotte laughs small. The nervousness disappeared slightly from the surrounding area, which I laughed at when I was caught.

At the last bend towards the Great Hall, I shall walk down from the mounted beast. You can't use a horseman from here on out. And you'll be standing almost all day.

... Me, are you okay?

Was such anxiety on his face that Wilfried frowned worryingly just a short walk away and offered me his hand?

"... Rosemaine, grab it on my arm?

"No, me, it's too late to walk, so Brother Wilfried gets tired. You and Charlotte can go first. I walk at the right speed for my health."

"Then no. As the three of us are solidifying today, they say."

In the end, everyone was to accompany me in my steps. Take the escort knight with you, and we will form the front row of the great hall. The aristocrats who came to greet me and looked lightly at me, whether I was barely visible surrounded by escort knights and vilfried and Charlotte during the journey in the Great Hall.

"Dear Rosemayne, you're awake."

"What a blessing. So you can join me, Lord Rosemayne, in the House of Lords. I'm so glad."

"We apologize for your concern, Count Grechel, Brunhilde. Your sister is perfectly well now."

Charlotte responds with a smile in front of me.

Would Brunhilde have been on my two, I remember seeing it three years ago in my winter children's room. She has bright red straight hair with light brown eyes. I think she was a fashionable girl who liked to chat. Brunhilde is the child who has gathered information in the House of Lords about the costumes of the Lords' candidates.

I stand next to Charlotte and laugh nicely at Brunhilde. You better say thank you properly.

"Brunhilde, the information about the costume you gave me was very helpful. Thank you."

"Well, I can help you. Above all,"

When Brunhilde raised his glorious voice, the other nobles began to gather to greet him.

Having slept for two years, I seem curious and intrigued, and one aristocrat after another comes.

"May I also greet Lady Rosemayne"

"Oh, isn't it the Viscount Dardolph"

Wilfried came out before I opened my mouth.

"They seem to be breathing more than anything else. I'd like to speak with Viscount Dardolph for a moment, but do you have any idea where he is?

"Oh, Master Wilfried.... I'll look for you. Good afternoon."

I am hated by Shikikoza's mother, so I was glad that Wilfried had just repelled me.

I felt so swallowed that I finally realized where the aristocratic greeting had lasted for a while.

... I am protected by Wilfried and Charlotte.

When the nobles speak up, one of the two will come forward. Unless you move to speak from me, greetings are over without a word.

I tried to shelter the two of them on their backs, keeping an eye on the fact that they were in a completely opposite position to the two years before I was relative to the nobility.

"You both studied a lot"

"You can't just be protected."

There was a considerable amount of correspondence with the nobility that I was slapped into by the chief priest. When I think the two young men did that, all I get is a sigh of admiration.

"Something I have a lot to remember. It must have been very hard, huh?

"... yeah, it was tough. But it's not much different from what your sister did two years ago. In addition to dealing with the nobles, did your sister even prepare for my baptismal ceremony and revelations? I saw the wood tag my sister remembered back then, and I thought I was going to fall."

The two men were poked by the clergyman to study the wood plaque and the correspondence with the nobility made to remember for the prayer ceremony, he said. My efforts beneath the water have become a full sight.

"You two even helped me with my work as head of the temple, didn't you? I'm sorry I pushed you through so much work."

"Sister, it's me and the son of the lord. In the last two years, I know exactly how difficult and important it is to instill magic in the direct jurisdiction. Next spring I will be heading to the prayer ceremony. You can't just burden your sister."

"That's right. If we all split up, we'll be done soon."

... What shall I do? I am left entirely with these two.

The Lords and their wives came in just as they chewed up the growth of two people, not just their physique. He went up to the stage, sat in his seat, turned his gaze toward us, and smiled lightly. We smile back, too.

The chief cleric came in to perform the baptism ceremony. The clergyman, who ascended the stage, circles around the great hall. The voice "Welcome the new Aerenfest child" echoed loudly, as well as the doors opened wide and the new Baptist children of the nobility entered.

"Dear Rosemaine,"

"May I help you, Cornelius?

As I watched the children going up to the stage for the baptism ceremony, a voice was heard from Cornelius standing next to me.

"After this, I'm Nicolaus, who will make a disclosure..."

"Yes."

He's our half-brother.

"... Huh?

Nicolaus, the son of the Second Lady Tordelide, will appear in the unveiling this year.

Unlike me, who baptized Elvira, his rightful wife, as his mother, Nicolaus, who completed the baptism as the son of Calstead and Tordelide, is said to be publicly treated as a half-brother.

"I know you'll probably come and say hello later with Tordelide."

"Do you have something to pay attention to?

"No. There was just a message from my father that I couldn't afford to have a blatant fling in the children's room in the winter. Master Rosemayne seems to be a little sweeter than herself."

The brothers and sisters that I have to think about most when I have become adopted are Wilfried and Charlotte, followed by my half-brothers, Brother Eckhardt, Brother Lamprecht and Brother Cornelius. Nicolaus has quite a drop in priority, so be careful how he adores you.

... but your siblings are cute and you want to be relied on?

Nicolaus, a senior aristocrat, played fesh peel at the end of the unveiling. It was a tone that I could see practicing well. A boy with bright chestnut hair and light blue eyes. Do you look like your mother, your face didn't feel much like your father's? However, since I am in good physical shape, I am sure that once I have lined up, I will lose my height.

After the unveiling, it's an award ceremony. Civilians go up to the stage so that they can be replaced by the clergyman who gets off the stage. Eight civilians lined up with luxurious boxes. And then my adoptive father walked into the center of the stage, making sure he was ready.

"We will now have an award ceremony. Freshmen heading to the House of Lords forward!

The voice of a civilian sounds, and I ascend to the stage in the form of being escorted to Vilfleet. Eight people lined up together at the unveiling three years ago. An unexpectedly eyed filine laughed nicely. I smile back, too.

When I looked around, all that was lined up on the stage were familiar faces, but everyone was growing from what I remember. My lack of growth emerges and my heart sinks.

"Rosemaine"

And I was called by my adoptive father, and I lifted up my face hah, and went forward. One civilian enters and puts the luxurious box in his hand in front of his adoptive father and opens the lid. From it, the adoptive father took out his cape and brooch and offered it to me.

"Through a variety of experiences, I hope to learn and grow well and become a nobleman as Aerenfest deserves"

"We honor the Dark God and sincerely strive to make every experience our strength"

I take my cape and my brooch, and when I take a few steps back, I line up again. Upon completion of the award to all, there was an announcement of the date of travel from the clerk to the House of Lords. As usual, they're going to be moving from the finest students. Me and Wilfried, freshmen, move at the end of our last day.

Thus began winter life.