In a Different World with a Smartphone

It is spring.

There are four seasons in this world, and there are no countries that mix and dot, so I don't really enjoy seasonal shifts.

But that, on the contrary, means that the people who enjoy it enjoy it. Ethan is the best of them all. The people of Brunhild naturally have a strong temperament because nearly 70% of the total is from Echen. And thankfully, Brunhild had four seasons.

And on the road leading from the castle to the castle town, if the cherry tree-lined roads transplanted from Echen on a trial basis are full by the time they are stunning, there is one thing to do. It is a feast.

Originally, adventurers like festivals. Soon there was a group of drinkers and singers under the cherry blossoms. Well, if you haven't taken it up and caused any problems, I've decided to take a big look at some noise this time. The people in town seem to be having fun watching the flowers. Of course, the guy who worked too much ridicule and rambling gets a day of reflection in the pig box though.

And naturally, if people get together, the store opens. This is exactly Brunhild, such as the Flower View Platter.

Of course, we don't have any hands on this either. The young cherry blossoms in the courtyard planted by Julio and those I had replanted from Echen were also full. The cherry blossom petals fall into the castle digs and have an indescribable flair.

Just after the East-West Alliance meeting, I set up a seat.

Not an ally, but I should have invited the kings of Ferzen and Lyle, too, but just today, from now on, I stopped saying it would be impossible.

Still, Brunhild, Belfast, Regulus, Leaf Lease, Leenier, Mismid, Ramish, Lestia, Roadmere, representatives of nine countries are overcrowded faces, such as banquets.

The dining table set in the courtyard is lined with a narrow force waved by a kitchen unit led by Mr. Claire.

As a delegate, hold the cup and I'll take the head.

"Then I wish you every success and happiness... Cheers!

Cheers!!

The liquor we all have on hand is a plug I received from Tae, Yishen's house. Mine is fruit water "juice." No, no, because I'm a minor.

Our Knights are taking turns, but they are at the banquet. The seats are far from the kings, though. Of course, anyone with security duties after this is forbidden to drink.

Each knighthood of another country also participates in the banquet, with the exception of a few who guard the kings. Except those who drink will have their weapons removed. I wouldn't let anything happen in front of me.

"But until a little while ago, that's an incredible sight."

"Absolutely. The knights of Belfast and Leggles are drinking together. Mismid beast man and Ramish saint knight share food on the same plate. No, ever since I met the Winter Night Hall, a lot of things have changed too dramatically to know what's normal"

Two daughters sit beside each other where Emperor Leggles and King Belfast are talking like that.

"This is Mr. Winter Night's normal, Father. It's only trivial, like birth, identity, race, or nation."

"Winter night will keep you company and make you happy. I'm Fiancé, our fiancée!

Two fathers laughing bitterly at Yumina and Lou's words. Please leave it at that because of the lighting...

"Winter Night Hall! Can't we get a frame unit out here? I'd like to compete with the Knight King for a moment!

In response to the request of King Mismid Beast, who has said that, several frame units and large monitors were installed in the courtyard for the match. Since the fuselage is the same setting, the battle is determined purely by skill. Well, even the choice of weapons depends.

Soon the Knights' winning battle begins, each showing off his or her skill. People in other countries are getting used to maneuvering. Well, is it obvious if you're thrown into all that fierce battle of frays?

In time, one of them said to the sister-in-law who had been drinking, "A guide with one hand." It is the knights of other countries who are applying. As someone with the same sword, they want to fight our strongest swordsman. Seeing that, our knights laugh bitterly or send a sympathetic look. It's gonna break. A pillar named Confidence. Poor thing.

On the other hand, Sister Hana is blowing something into the female knights. Probably, or it's the only thing, but it must be romantic.

I guess I'm in for a consultation...... is that it? Is that Lord Mere's Knight Commander, Mr. Limit? He looks so serious and eats on about Sister Flower Love... Does anyone even like it?

Instead of Mr. Limit, the guard of the governor-general of the state was accompanied by another. Sometimes the Knights Commander says we should stretch our feathers.

Like me, the governor of the state doesn't drink. [M] Will Pope Ramish add up and the two women be Shimoda?

"Looking at these beautiful flowers, you want music. With that said, Your Majesty. Is there no orchestra in this country?

The governor-general of the state of Roadmea asks as he sees the falling cherry blossoms.

"You don't have an orchestra. I don't think you have much work to do, do you? We don't really party or anything."

I don't have nobility or anything. Like Belfast and Leggles, they don't call or call the Duke or Count. I wonder if I should think about a title or something sometime.

Either way, it's useless to just hire an orchestra or something... oh, but can music do it?

Open the "gate" and pull the piano out into the courtyard. The Governor General of the state was surprised by the black object that suddenly appeared.

"Wow, do you play something!?

"Oh, I love winter and night pianos! What song are you gonna play for me?

Linze and Su rushed over as they sat in the piano bench. Press one or two keyboards to confirm the sound. The state governor seems to have found out that this is an instrument.

Su sits next to me. [M] Right...... so you mean give it to them.

Start playing quietly. As the gentle melody flowed to match the cherry blossom petals, everyone turned their gaze towards me.

The song supposedly composed by English composer Edward Elgar and given to his fiancée, "Greetings of Love".

It is a song that has such episodes where a fiancée woman is eight years older, or because of her religion and identity, she pushed off her fiercely opposing relatives to marry her.

This guy also makes "prestigious" etc. also known as the second national anthem of England, but I prefer "Greeting Love".

After a short performance, applause was received from all around. You're thrilled. Su suddenly jumps at me and manages to hug me. Dangerous.

"This is amazing. The same goes for the performance, but this instrument is great...... Dear Winter Night, what's this?

"It's called a piano. It's an instrument that makes all sorts of noises by tapping a keyboard."

Explain with laughter to Pope Ramish, who looks at the piano. Well, if you're a church, do you have a hymn or something? Put Su down to the ground and ask.

"Is there an accompaniment to church hymns or something in Ramish?

"It is an easy instrument. It's not like I can make so many different sounds by myself."

"Then I'll give you one. If you're a musician, I think you can play it."

"Is it true!?

I can replicate it in the workshop and magically grant it a little bit. Unfortunately, it's a hassle to teach you how to play.

"King......"

"Hmm? What's up, cherry blossoms?

Soon cherry blossoms came next to the piano. Amber follows me at my feet.

"I sing too. Play" that "."

"Huh?" Is that the one you taught me before? But that song means "September," and I don't think it's right for the season. "

"I like that. Play it."

You're so pushy when it comes to songs! It's so hard, that song......

I'd like to add as much gold brass or drums as I should, but I can't help it. It's supposed to be disco music.

Activate the unattributed magic "speaker". Two large and small magic formations floated in the air, while the smaller ones, about 10 cm in diameter, stood still at the mouth of the cherry blossoms and in front of the piano.

I sit back in my chair and start playing upbeat. The sound of the prelude is gently carved and the sound of the piano echoes from the magic formation of the "speaker". Nori is a good song so her body moves naturally and she's having fun. Cherry blossoms were also rocking their bodies left and right.

Cherry blossoms start singing for little magic formations. It's not the usual light voice, it's a belly-sounding voice.

As I was drawn in, the body of everyone listening swayed left and right. The lyrics aren't supposed to make sense because they're in English, but the music doesn't seem to have anything to do with the border or the other world. Although the group name "earth, wind, and fire" seems to suit different worlds.

rusty and sounds a soulful singing voice I can't imagine from my usual cherry blossoms. Shit, I'm getting on this one more and more. Fun.

Everyone sings aloud, even though they don't know, according to the lyrics sung by cherry blossoms. Nature and clapping were also born, and they were all norinoli to cherry blossom songs. Like a live venue, a vortex of fanaticism wraps us all up.

And at the end of the song, a louder applause and cheer came to us than earlier. Cherry blossoms look happy somewhere.

"Great song! What about this guy?

"It's our singing princess."

Answering Pope Ramish, he returned to his usual faceless expression, and when Cherry Blossom bowed small, he immediately hid on my back. I don't really know how you can stand out like that. It also looks a little lit.

"Heh, Your Majesty!

Hmm? Our Knights Spica runs to me. Being a dark elf, she is very conspicuous. No, some of them are beautiful.

"What's up?

"Um...! The cherry blossoms are losing their memory, aren't they?!?

"Really?

Mr. Spica opens his mouth as he stares at the cherry blossoms hiding behind me.

"Is it Master Farne...?

Mr. Spica drops his shoulder when he sees the cherry blossoms that are Kyoton. What the fuck?

"What is Master Farne?

"Ah, oh. Excuse me. It's Zenoas, the demonic kingdom, and you're the one I was serving. Dear Farnese Forneus, If you like the song...... the singing sounded just like it now. So, unexpectedly...... I'm sorry. Impossible...... Lady Farne is no longer in the world... even though her face and hair color are different..."

I can tell from Mr. Spica, who laughs lonely, how important he was. What does that person's death have to do with Mr. Spica leaving Zenoas?

"Looking at this flower with the same name as cherry blossoms reminds me of Master Farne. And his hair was this beautiful light peach color."

I think of someone who has gone far away, and Mr. Spica chases the cherry blossom petals in the wind with his eyes.

Really? I heard you sing just like that, so make a mistake... Hmm?

"... wait a minute." Light peach "? Did Mr. Farne have light peachy hair?

"Yes... what is that?

"No, 'cause just now, cherry blossoms and I said," Hair color's different. ""

"Yeah. I couldn't believe I was mistaken for Sakura's beautiful black hair."

What's this all about? Does Mr. Spica have cherry blossom hair that looks dark? Light peach, cherry blossom, whatever the difference in expression, would be the same in terms of saying light pink.

Something's working? Magic that distorts perception, like the color of your face and hair?

But it doesn't seem like cherry blossoms use magic...

"What do you mean...?

"Um... what...?

Surprisingly, Mr. Spica looks at my complexion. [M] Ignoring that, I spoke to Su, who was next door.

"Suh. What color does cherry blossom hair look like?

"? Isn't it cherry blossom? Same color as this flower, so winter night named it that, right?

"!? Oh, hi, hey...! Your Majesty! Didn't Sakura have anything like a medal!?

You remember something in Su's answer, Mr. Spica asks you that.

Is that the medal? The silver one I was wearing when I helped cherry blossoms......

"... this?

I pulled out a silver medal about 10 cm in diameter with cherry blossoms on the string from my chest.

"... can you... take that off..."

Mr. Spica speaks to the cherry blossoms in a thirsty voice. Though I didn't know what I was going to do, I urged Sakura to honestly remove the medal from her neck.

"Oh, oh..."

A great deal of tears flow from Mr. Spica's eyes. He knelt before the cherry blossom, took his hand as it seemed important, and pressed it against his own forehead.

"Dear Farne...... Definitely...... this one is Master Farnese Forneus. Alive... Alive..."

"Farne......?

As always, in front of the cherry blossoms that shook his neck, Mr. Spica continued to weep.