Ascendance of a Bookworm

... Ah, it's our living room. I miss it.

The temple landscape became the living room of the Reino period where you can't go home even if you want to.

"Because of this, I want to go to places like libraries and my own rooms where there are tons of books."

"Unfortunately, it's not in my memory because they haven't guided me there"

"Oh, hey, how come you didn't take me last time? You can go to the last library or bookstore. If you have a book, let's go here."

"I don't like it."

Ferdinand thought, "I'm glad I didn't know because just reading a book is going to be a waste of time," when he said that I wanted to be surrounded by Reino era books. Too much.

Ferdinand, who completely ignored my words when I asked him to go where the book was, headed to the shelf with the octopus art and pointed to the lace knitting.

"Last time I got an explanation from you, would this be the lace knitting on which your hair decoration was based?

"You're right, but you remember it well even though you only saw it once"

Ferdinand firmly remembered what he had shown and explained in what way, even though I did not remember. I guess the structure of the head is different. When I was impressed, Ferdinand's emotions bothered me a little. Somehow, I feel a little nervous.

"What's wrong, Master Ferdinand?

"Rosemaine, do you remember where and who made the first hair decorations you sold into Benno for what?

"Huh?"

Feeling the signs of Ferdinand waiting for my answer, I explore my memory. I remember making a paragraph of paper and selling hair decorations to Benno as a new product. The guild chief said he wanted new hair decorations for Frieda's christening ceremony and should have made quite a bit of money by then.

... Is that it? But how did you make it at first?

"I don't know."

He said it was for Touri.

"You're a hair decorator, aren't you?

"I haven't seen Touri face to face many times, but I've been with delivery of hair decorations"

The sight changed forever. It can be seen from the conversation that delivery of the hair decorations made for Eglantine will take place in the orphan dean's office and that Ferdinand will be present.

"I remember taking orders for Eglantine hair decorations."

"Right. So, do you remember why you've been staring at us so far with disgruntled faces?

"I don't think you remember why, regardless of whether your memories are connected."

Rosemaine in memory stares at this one with a wary and disgruntled face. Ferdinand, who has to test his gifts to the royal family in his busy schedule, is also unhappy with "what's that face to you for bringing troubles". Ferdinand is surprisingly childish around her cheeks and lowering her drink retention until she's half a beard.

... half of it was an eight-hundred hit!

"She's the Touri"

A girl with three braids of green hair behind her came along with the face of the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce. Ferdinand watches Tulli and observes Rosemaine, who will have a slightly stronger face.

Ferdinand's mind is full of anxiety and alarm about how shocked Rosemayne will be when she wakes up from Jurevé to her first face-to-face encounter, and how much there has been a change in her relationship with her family in the two-year blank. My hands were attached to the leather bag so that I could take out the Demon Stone immediately so that I would not let the magic storm with shock or waves of emotion.

With such Ferdinand's worries to spare, Touri unraveled Rosemaine's strong tense by simply turning his gaze and smiling. Nicole and smiling blue eyes are caged in love at a glance. An eye for an important, important person. That was in common with the eyes of my father and mother I can't remember.

... I know these eyes.

"I would like to present this to Lady Rosemaine."

Touri was apparently making spring hair decorations while he was soaking up in Yulevé. I smiled happily as Rosemayne did before the book and said, "Will you put it on?" and change the orientation of the body to make it easier for Touri to attach hair decorations.

Touri turned her gaze to Ferdinand once before gently removing the hair decoration she was wearing now with a polite trick. Apply a new hair decoration while flushing the hair that was slightly disturbed and resting on the shoulder to the back while finishing it with your fingertips. The touch of that hand is gentle.

"Does it look good on you?

"It's a hair ornament I made for Master Rosemaine. You look great."

Rosemaine gazes and laughs at Touri. I can read from the look on their faces that only a small touch is an important time.

...... I want to see more.

It was so difficult to tell whether it was me or Ferdinand who thought so. The narrow connection between Rosemaine, who desperately reaches out for just a few touches even when pulled apart, and the family trying to take that hand, does not dazzle Ferdinand. At the same time, he bites bitter thoughts about his actions and the raids that were to create a two-year blank that pulled him away from his civilian family, even though there was no other way.

"Does Master Ferdinand know what the first hair decorations were made for?

"Benno told me that you made it for my sister Touri. I made it for the whole family to celebrate the christening ceremony..."

Did Ferdinand recall his conversation with Benno? From the orphan dean's office to the scenery of the clergyman's office. Benno and Marc are in front of me, and the delivery of the hair decorations I put on at my baptismal ceremony as a nobleman is taking place.

"How about this one? As ordered, the finest yarns are used for a gorgeous finish. Hair decoration begins with something that a child who has sold into my shop has made for her sister's christening celebration. Therefore, we believe that Rosemayne deserves very much to celebrate her baptism."

"Ho."

"... Touri and her mother, who have always made the Witch Apprentice hair ornament, knitted the thread and her father carefully shredded this tree to make it. I know Rosemaine will be delighted."

Benno's grin comes from a time when he is certain of victory. When that Benno grin disappeared, he returned to the sight of the living room again.

"Can't you remember? How you used to make hair decorations. [M] Other than the book, I'm not interested in you. Though it's good to start, I probably got tired of it as quickly as I did with the embroidery. Perhaps your parents and sister watched in awe of what you were going to start, just as I would be wary when you started something. Or it's about that family. Maybe we all worked together from the start."

In Ferdinand's words, something floated behind his brain. "I want yarn," my voice sounds, and my hand is reflected as I begin to knit with carefully scraped needles. I have a shadow around me, and I can tell I'm not alone.

"... I'm here. I was there. But I don't know whose fingertips touched the raised flower. Wow, who praised you?

Expectations bud in Ferdinand's emotions, as he finds a small thread.

"It will be your family. We could have made cages and bags like this together."

My Reina-era mother got tired of me on the way, so I was the one who finished it to the end. The bags I was making as a civilian have people I was making with next door. In an attempt to capture the figure that floats behind my brain, I desperately explore my memory.

"He also said he made phosphors, candles, soap, glue, and ink, but you can't possibly make it alone. There must be someone who made it together. There would have been someone who would have nursed you, who would have fallen ill immediately and fallen asleep, and supported you in your infirmity and made it together? How were you making that? Who was there for you? Weren't a lot of people worried about saying novels?

A number of shadows pass through Ferdinand's words in his head. "Here, Mine!" "Be quiet," "Mine, what are you doing!?" "Look, let's go," many voices say at the same time. My head hurts so much.

"I am so angry and worried... weak and powerless that I can't satisfy your help... So there's a lot of people around."

While we're talking about that, there's something hot in my eyes that distorts my vision. I can see that important memories are there.

"But I don't remember taking care of my family. The book is the most important and more important than the book is only about like Ferdinand......"

"I'm the only one who's more important than the book because I'm the only one connected after Mestionora disconnects me from memory. Your love for your family is as deep as drowning."

Ferdinand's emotions are mixed with just a little joy, giving up and mourning, and a plea is added for him to remember quickly. My chest came all the way to me in Ferdinand's agony.

"I think of your parents and family. Your feelings were emotions I didn't know about until then. Thoughts of admiration that are completely different from the emotions that I was pointing at my father or Zilvester. If I were to say thin, I think I was more thin. Your emotions are too strong and deep."

A meal came out with Reino's mother with Ferdinand's words. Ferdinand's memorable menu. It is lined with freshly cooked white rice, tofu and miso soup, grilled rice noodles, meat potatoes, a fifth hinge, and pickles.

"I've never eaten myself, but I felt delicious and nostalgic."

"Is it going to taste like I miss your mother's cooking even for Master Ferdinand?

"No. I'll just feel that way because I'm in tune with you. What I miss and feel delicious about is the dish you invented.... I found out in Arlensbach"

Is it praiseworthy that it's just great to feel safe without poison? Ferdinand's standards for eating were surprisingly low, which he thought was quite a foodie and a lover of good food.

"What kind of life is the criterion for poisoning..."

As soon as I said so, the meal in front of me was no longer Japanese. There is a meat dish like roast beef, and a woman like the old Dietrinde grins terribly and looks on hand. The pain of Ferdinand, who couldn't breathe and was desperate to spit it out, spread all over his body in an instant.

"You fool"

Soon with Ferdinand's fury, the woman disappears into Reino's mother's figure, and the dish in front of her returns to Japanese food.

"Be sure to choose the words you say to your mouth. You'll see the extra stuff. Think only of getting your memory back. [M] I don't need those memories when I have to get my family's memories back."

Ferdinand's emotions ripple with frustration and hatred. Was that the everyday dining landscape of Ferdinand?

"I know the woman earlier was like Veronica, but it was worth it just to see it. I knew exactly how much I was loved by my family. My family is completely different from the people that Master Ferdinand shows me."

"... oh yeah. You've really been raised and loved."

I can see deep affection in the eyes of a mother who sits in front of me and eats with me. You're happy, I thought. This is how I was raised with love so much that I could see it at a glance. Joy and happiness descend into my chest.

Perhaps it was because of the memory of when I was in tune, or it was also conveyed that Ferdinand at the time was perplexed by the love that could be directed straight from his mother. What I was feeling was a love for my family for regret, reflection and nostalgia. Of my intricately intertwined thoughts, the strongest emotion is thoughts about my family. My love for Reino's family, the family I'm spending time with, both of which I've already lost, is swirling.

... Everybody, love it.

"Dear Ferdinand, even though my family memories don't connect well, I feel like I'm only getting my feelings back. It's so important about my family, me. I love everyone, I love them and I can't wait to see them.... I love it, but I don't know..."

I also saw your face. I also listened to my voice. I also know the name. It's right there. I really think we're just a few moments away from spending time with important people. And yet, I can't grasp the kind of memory that's beyond the thin membrane.

"Hey, Master Ferdinand. Was I able to return my affection to everyone properly? Didn't you leave me with it? How did you love it?

In my inquiry, thoughts close to pain spread in Ferdinand, changing the sight in front of him.

... the Clerical Office. I have an adoptive father and a father, but when will I remember?

Arnault is told to come and say the usual words to welcome the guests. Guided into the Cleric Office by Fran was the father who held hands with Touri, the mother who put the baby in the sling.

"Mine!"

"Touri."

Touri waves his father's hand and rushes over to Mine in blue witch apprenticeship clothes with a glowing smile. After hugging him to jump, he leaves Ba and starts checking Mine for injuries.

"My dad got hurt so bad, he picked me up with a scary face, and he was really scared that something was going on with Mine that he was going to go to the temple with his mother to Camille. Glad Mine's okay."

Touri is innocently delighted with Mine's safety, and I'm starting to feel somewhat happy that the "love" I have in me meshed with the love that is emanating from Touri.

But Ferdinand, staring at the two of them, is full of sadness. We have to keep that family apart now. I'm glad there's a way to save the lives of civilians who defied the nobility, but whenever I hear a report from Fran or Dermuel, I feel a smile or envy, and I have to break the connection myself that Mine managed to keep until he was ten years old when he entered the House of Lords.

Mine's parents seem to understand the situation and kneel with a spicy distorted face. Touri, told to kneel in the same way, looks around and kneels in panic. He seemed to notice a situation where Mine wasn't kneeling, and it was from Ferdinand's point of view that he made his face tense.

Payments are made, and Sin and the room are quiet. I can also see hesitation in the actions of the adoptive father, but the adoptive father allowed his seat and direct answer to the family kneeling with a lord-like face. Then we talk about Mine becoming a nobleman and an adopted daughter.

"My fault!? You were raided because I picked you up, right?

"No, Touri. Whoever attacked me was in the temple, so even if Touri didn't pick me up, I was attacked. Instead, I'm sorry you got involved. Touri, you were scared, weren't you?

Mine diligently explains that he attacked a noble opponent because it was dangerous, so as not to be a burden to Touri, and that he would become noble to prevent that sin from spreading to his family and his side services as well.

... No. Because of my poor education.

If Arnault had correctly conveyed Fran's message and the visit of the former temple chief, it would have been possible to prevent it beforehand. Ferdinand bites his giraffe and back teeth as he leans down and sees Mine reach out and stroke Tulli's head to zero tears.

... I had no such plans.

Mine's family exchanges promises and hugs one at a time as he is frustrated by regret and humiliation. Ferdinand had his chest tightened by deep family sentiment and was about to be crushed with remorse and guilt by the appearance of a family to be separated.

"I promise, I will. I'll definitely make you mine."

"I love it, Touri. My proud sister."

"Don't just push it. Be well.... I love you, my mine"

"I love my mother too"

"I don't think Camille can remember, but I'll just make a bunch of picture books for Camille, so read them properly"

"My father always protected me. If I were to marry one day, it would be better for someone to protect me like my father."

"Mine, that's when you say you want to be your father's daughter-in-law."

"Yeah.... I, my father's, want to be your daughter-in-law"

It seems like there's nothing I can give back even though I'm getting promises from my family that I want to be able to see them at all with the love that makes my chest hurt.

"Don't I just get the affection"

I can't cry because I want to cry but it's in Ferdinand's memory. I want to remember it all quickly. I can't keep losing my memory with these important people.

"I, too, change my name, and I can't call you Father anymore, but... because I'm Father's daughter. So I will protect everyone in the city."

That's what I said. Mine's ring glowed. I can see emotions getting expensive and magic overflowing. Ferdinand immediately grabbed the stamp and stood up. Don't let Mine's magic hurt your family. But Mine started praying for overflowing emotions as they were, "Think of your family, it's overflowing magic, so you have to use it for your family".

"Highly pavilioned, presiding over the great sky, the supreme god is the couple god of darkness and light, who presides over the wide and hospitable earth, the goddess of the five pillars, the goddess of water, the goddess of Fruitrene, the goddess of fire, the goddess of Rydenshaft-style Szeeria, the goddess of earth, the goddess of Gedurleich, the goddess of life, Aveliebe, hear my prayers, bless and pay me"

If Mine slowly raised his hands as he prayed to God, at the same time as the name of God, there began to be an influx of loose, thin yellow light from the ring. Neither the magic formations that aid nor draw the symbols of the gods, just pure thoughts and prayers dance the light of blessings.

... too much on your body!

Mine also prays while Ferdinand wonders if it should be stopped. Pray to the gods with your own words.

"I dedicate my prayers and gratitude to you, and I grant you holy protection, and I grant you the power to keep moving towards your goal of healing pain, the power to malice, the power to retreat, the power to endure misery, to my loved ones."

The sight of the light of blessing dancing all over the room by the congratulations spun solely by love for the family was too beautiful, and Ferdinand had lost his word. I also just stare at how the light of blessing falls from Ferdinand's sight.

"Hih!

"Rosemaine, what's up?

The moment the light of blessing fell, suddenly many of the memories began to connect. It connects one after the other from where I woke up floating in heat. In the days I spent with my family, when Lutz rebelled and accepted me, when I was excited about the joy of being made of paper, and the completion of the printing press, some of Benno's and Marc's and Ferdinand's memories were also missing, he said.

I can tell for the first time that I'm starting to connect. It wasn't just the memory of a loved one that was disappearing. They were disappearing memories when their emotions were shaking off even in a bad way. The appearance of the young children in the basement of the orphanage resuscitates behind their brains. Sikikoza, who has been threatened with a knife in a trombe crusade, when he thought he would die wrapped around a trombe, when he was captured by Lesser Kun in a belt of light and drugged with strange drugs, when Eglantine and Anastasius told him to tour the temple, when he thought he could help by getting Gluthris Height after a tour of the temple, the way Ferdinand fell poisoned, the memory of a man who became a demon stone the moment he was killed, and so on and so on.

"... Rosemaine, Rosemaine!

I heard Ferdinand calling. If I don't get back to you soon, I'll be pissed. I hesitate, although I tried to reply, because my voice is already angry.

... I'm still getting in my head, so wait a minute.

I opened my fearful eyes to see what was going on around me. Ferdinand's face is close by. The moment his eyes met, his face loosened to relief as he was carving wrinkles firmly between his brows. The whisper of "Good..." as it is embraced and mixed with sighs echoes in my ears.

... Huh? Who, in person? What happened to you? Is it possible that Master Ferdinand is broken?