The trade city Spirit is noisy both above and below Momi-mi.
The sky is Umineko, and the earth is Draneko.
Both jump and roll their clams at will.
Rumors are circulating that a dwarf has lived in the back alley lately, but yes, I'm sorry. That's probably my doll.
I think about it after I leave the house, and some dolls have me lurking in the city here and there... all the time I'm sneaking around. Spirit, the trade city, is one of them.
Just.
Something's wrong with this city.
Your father acted differently because he had a few errands.
I was guided by the Duke of Roselem and Els, while fluttering around the boulevard sandwiched by an outdoor shop.
I have a favorite fruit shop ahead of me.
I sell fruits through skewers to make it easier to eat and walk, but all of them are so thick that I'm worried they won't make a fortune.
Bowkers (fruits similar to mangoes) are recommended.
I'd like to have a bite to eat with Pacri, although I behave a bit like nobles.
You shouldn't spill a drop of that sweet juice from the fruit of color.
Oh, look forward to it.
... is that it?
It should have been here all the time.
"What's the matter, Alty?"
"Wait a minute, Else. I can't find a familiar store."
That's crazy.
The shopkeeper over there had a beard full of immortals, and he was remarkable in how many crowds.
Even if the place was changing, you should know right away......
I was just looking around.
(Ma'am, you've been beautiful before. If you can compare it with my scarce vocabulary, white onion polished with snow for a long time, let's also say)
A line that seemed to float in my teeth reached my head.
Across the legs of the crowd, we find a doll with a face squeezed in the shadow of a brick building.
Borsalino hat in a black suit, like an Italian mafia.
Is that so?
In fact, it can be the mafia itself.
Instead of blending into the city, the dolls living in the trade city of Spiril had eaten disappointingly into the back society.
Call people Ruthia Family.
It culminates in "24 unidentified executives" (whose identity is the doll) and is a major force that reigns in the darkness of the spiril.
How did this happen?
Maiden gay on the subject of the mafia, was it a bad idea to model that characters and make dolls?
(Can I help you, Cajero?)
(Sorry for the fun. I wanted to get something in your ear as soon as possible.)
Cajero is the best old stock and brainchild of the Spirit dolls. Honestly, I'm smart enough to be and can't be.
(There are three in all. First of all, this is the fruit store you are looking for, but it crumbled within the last month)
(Liar......)
I don't believe it.
I don't want to believe it.
Now it's like half the fun I've had coming to Spirile has disappeared.
(The Lord fell ill. Rest assured though, the store was taken over by our family)
(Could the doll be doing the seller?
Though it's a much cuter sight if so.
(No, we dolls are never on the table. As before, we have surrogated the usual humans)
I'm sorry to hear that.
(We apologize for not meeting your expectations. Atonement will always be.
Next is a delightful story. Our Ruthia family finally got a seat on the council of this city)
The trade city of Spirile is in whisper territory, but rather in an independent form. It is governed by a dozen councillors.
(Masonry guilds and accommodation unions are already under umbrella. I mean, a quarter of this city won't be an exaggeration when it comes to ours)
That's amazing, or, uh, wait a minute.
Isn't it an infringement of the right to autonomy that I, the daughter of a lord, have influence?
(What are you talking about? I was just bragging about the expansion of the Ruthia family.
In the first place, the lady is not even part of the family lord. It won't matter how much power we have.
... Well, in-laws may "consider" the Principal Lady of Creation)
The voice of Cajero, who speaks that way, was as bad as any con man could possibly escape barefoot.
When I was at the Mansion, I was a more honest and good kid...... not either.
From the beginning, he was belly black, power-oriented, and more demonic than the demons in the story.
(Aside from that, ma'am, has the Duke of Whisp told you about tonight?
I wonder why your father's name comes up here.
(Leading players, including council members, are to be gathered at the 'dock lodging' pavilion)
Hey, wait a minute.
That's a fancy inn we're supposed to stay in.
(They say it's a party to celebrate the birthday of your Duke's Lady.
Of course those in our family are supposed to show their faces. Though I'm just a non-doll member.
Oh, don't worry. They have not been informed that the "unidentified executive" is a doll, nor that its creator is a lady.
I will pretend to be a soulless doll near the lady and let you see, Kuk. Pleasant, yes, pleasant, too)
By the way.
Cajero has a terribly hard personality to understand, so follow him.
What I said earlier can mean, "I'm gonna stay by your side for the rest of the party because I'm worried about you."
He's hypocritical and outrageous, but he's not that different from the other kids at the root.