"What do you say, Master Richt? I like this Rosé."
"Ha..."
Rosé, about five years old, smiles and photographs where Cano pointed.
An evil heart smiles as if it were all to be purified.
I could also understand that all the maids would mellow down, starting with Arius and Camilla.
"Lady Rosé was very well and very difficult these days. Follow us all the way after our maids..."
"Heh. After all, Rosé had a time like that."
"Yes, when I fell or made a scratch, I nursed all over the castle"
Cano tells his memories with a face he seems nostalgic.
Even if it's a memory from hundreds of years ago, it hasn't faded at all.
It has a tone as if it were yesterday's events.
"I also like the calm Rosé now, but I miss the old Rosé too - Ah! Excuse me. That's a weird story..."
"No, it's fine. Is this the picture from that time?
"That's right. This is a nursing picture, and this is a picture of you falling asleep after treatment."
A description of the cano was added to the photograph found by Richt.
If you leave me alone, I'm going to talk to you forever.
So far, I guess, it's a memorable event.
A frightening number of photographs exist to back it up.
They take pictures every minute, from the start of treatment to completion.
It was well documented enough that Richt, who knows nothing, could grasp the carry-over even if he saw it.
"... Dear Richter"
"Yes?"
"Actually, I also wanted to leave a picture of Rosé working for the Demon King..."
With that word, Cano hands one camera to Richt.
This act alone made me fully understand what Cano was trying to say.
"Naturally, we will have a reward. Would you mind with the money in the human world? Or would you prefer something like treasure?
"No, no! I don't want any of that stuff!
Richt stops the cano from trying to show his reward.
The size of this castle makes it no wonder you were given one golden mountain.
Just a photographer, I could feel it getting paid that much.
"Ho, are you sure...? If you want, you can also prepare extra...?
"It's okay, because it's okay. You just need to take a picture of where Rose works, right?
"Yes! Regards! Thousands or so will please both Arius and Camilla."
"Thousands!?"
Richt haunts his head.
Taking on the job is definite, but it's too heavy a labor.
Thinking in a hundred days, you have to take about ten pictures a day.
That far would be a stalker, not a photographer anymore.
"A thousand pieces of boulder..."
"Kilograms of gold per sheet, please"
"... send that to Rosé. I'll do my job."
The guilt of using Rosé to make money was not something that Richt could stand.
And.
Taking a thousand photos is a certainty because everyone in Vampire Castle doesn't show signs of giving up.
"Well, good luck! Looking forward to it!
"... ok"
Richt put the camera around his neck with more than a hundred expectations.