Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

When Leo left the classroom door that day to go home to the dorm after class, Kai, who usually refrained from doing so in his own room, stood with a full grin.

"Good day, Master Leonora"

"That, Kai. what have you done?"

When Leo asked properly about the appearance of a rare squire, Kai offered one letter in a respectful manner.

"This is Hannah, it's from the orphanage. Looks like a thank you letter."

"Ah."

In the name of Hannah Orphanage, her little lips slightly created the shape of a laugh.

"Thanks, I'll read it carefully in the room"

"Yes, sir."

Kai also let his heart bounce again when he saw his husband's expression of joy.

Even today, by my beautiful husband, my surroundings are always sneaking my ears. Kai somewhat raised his voice when he saw several of them tilt their necks when he heard the word orphanage, which was not suitable for the noble girl.

"The expensive dresses, fabrics, and preserved food that Leonora sent us are all greatly delighted by the children in the orphanage."

"Oh,... yes"

"Each one of you even wrote down his name... and the Dean seemed thrilled that this had never happened before"

"... Kai"

Master Leonora even made a donation to the orphanage at such a young age, and he was polite enough to address each orphan, not hypocrisy, etc., when Kai appealed to him, his husband stopped it.

"Not really, don't say"

"Sorry"

Perhaps her husband, the bearer of the belief that virtue is something to do in hiding, was ashamed of Kai's such attitude.

Kai lurked his voice saying he was a little dissatisfied inside, but itchy everywhere.

"Dangerous, dangerous..."

Meanwhile, Leo, who was blurring and grumbling, was scratching a cold sweat that his embezzlement wasn't getting too big.

That's right.

Leo has no intention of making a donation to an orphanage. I'm just sending my future self after escaping from this academy something that seems easy to replace with hardware and something that seems savvy.

However, Hannah Orphanage has a strong policy of directors to "share everything equally".

Because of this, I didn't just send it to myself, but only a dozen of it would be left on hand without a leak, so I had no choice but to allocate around the dress that I didn't need to, appropriately, to other orphan companions. The bracelet imitating gold coins and the oil pickling of herring were absolutely a dead preserve.

Now, in that way, Leo was steadily preparing for his escape from the College, but there was only one existence that prevented him from carrying out that plan.

"Leonora!"

"Wow."

is the First Empress of the Weights Empire, who has been hugging momentum from behind.

"Long time no see, Leonora. I haven't seen your face in over twelve hours. Oh, nice dress today, too, stable savaran, stable thin ink. Hey, when will you wear the dress I gave you?"

"Ah..."

"Well, fine, I've decided to respect your feelings. So, let's go today. You're done with class, right?

"Huh..."

"Oh, there's still field training in magic? Fine, you know what? You're not good at it either, aren't you? You're right, you weren't in town, you weren't supposed to have any connections. You can do anything if you want, but you have cuteness in that place. Fine, fine, I'll teach you magic."

More and more talk goes on while Leo only emits one syllable.

Bianca had an affair with Natalia about what the hell she liked so much, and then she stuck around every time after school.

Leo, who was originally not at all interested in magic, was going to retreat his training, but for that matter he was going to concentrate on his internal job in his own room, so if Bianca took the time, the manufacturing plan would go crazy. Looking at the troubled face, Kai, who looked familiar, broke in.

"I'm afraid, Master Bianca. My husband had plans after this…"

"Scheduled?"

"Yes. In this way, I have received a letter from Saru, so I want time to read it slowly. I'm still unfamiliar with reading and writing, so why don't you just give me some time today?"

Though to get Bianca in a good mood, denigrating her husband as "unfamiliar with reading and writing," etc., Kai spun the words smoothly without distracting her from such emotions.

It is only today that I have boarded my husband, who is always taken by Bianca and returns late with a tired face, to the classroom to be freed. The effort was also a bubble when I screwed up here.

Bianca, however, became more interested than ever.

"Oh, who wrote to you? My stranger? I wonder if it's the one on the horizon. Then I'll take care of it and teach you how to write a ladylike letter - you said Kai, you can back off now."

"Oh no..."

Kai in the outfit, whose claim was completely behind her back, lowered her eyebrow butt.

and that's when.

"That's Biancasama, a junior academic. Junior thoughts. Could you please divide that tender heart into a few common seniors?

A light voice with a smooth tongue tickled everyone's ears who was on the spot.

With a faint look on his face, Bianca stretches his face all the way when he sees someone who gives thanks backwards.

"... Rolf Kvanz. What can you do for your junior year building?"

To the question made with a hard voice, but the other person answered only sneerily.

"of the Tea Party, to invite"

"It's a tea party?

Rolf keeps grinning. When he smiled with his thin eyes originally, he was like a fox.

"It is so good to see you. Doris, do you know the name?

Bianca's shoulder shook with tingling.

"... whatever it is, it's my maiden's name."

"Yeah. Well, I'm a 'former' samurai, to be exact."

Strangely enough, they said they were just talking without absurding their voices, but it was as if an invisible spark was splashing around them.

"I'm Doris, that 'former' samurai, but it looks like she took care of Bianca a long time ago, so we're hers too - what do you say, as a brother? I was wondering if you'd let me entertain you, well, depending on what you thought."

"Fine."

Bianca turned down the clown-like invitation with a hard look.

"I have no reason to be entertained."

"Oh, you don't even know what you're doing to Doris?

"You ask me how to be aware of something that doesn't even exist. If you want to make any more weird arguments..."

"Can you tell your brother Sama?

No, it was poisonous rhetoric.

Rolf put an odd amazing smile on his uncharacteristically mediocre face when it came to this.

"That's Biancasama, your brother Sama loves. If you're also with your brother Sama to make up for the fight, you can't take on a single invitation to tea without him. Well, then, we'll never mind."

"Rude -!"

Bianca, who tried to skip reprimand sharply, but noticed the girl beside him looking up at herself properly, lurking her voice.

"... I don't know what you mean, but fine. If you're going to invite me to tea, I'm going to give it to you."

"Oh."

Rolf raised one eyebrow in a meaningful way. I narrow my fox-like eyes even more and look at the girl watching the conversation wonderfully.

"- I see?

What did you think, Rolf, besides, reached out one hand toward the girl.

"Leonora von Harkenberg. Will you come with me?

"Rolf Kvanz! What are you talking about! You're saying I'm going. Don't give her a hand!

"Oh scary, scary. Nice to meet you, Leonora. I'm Rolf. Even you don't like being off the hook, do you? Come with me. And then..."

The fox's eyes draw a beautiful arc.

"Delicious treats and a great show."

It was clear to everyone that the "show" and their contents were something that wasn't even Rokuro's.

"Rolf Kvanz!"

"Master Kvanz, I'm afraid -"

Bianca, Kai, and a conscientious surrounding who couldn't overlook the girl of beauty trying to get caught up in it, try to stop Rolf. But the person blocked it.

"I'm coming."

Rin's voice makes everyone look back at her all the time.

"Dear Bianca, on your own, Shaw, it will be boring. So I'll go, too."

"Leonora!"

"Dear Leonora!

I told him that there would be more of them, and Rolf's eyes glistened at the girl's audacity.

"Oh, hey, Leonora's pretty brave."

Swinging around voicing thoughtfully, Rolf grabs Bianca and the girl's arm.

He dyed his cheeks in anger and pulled Kai apart, but he flinched.

"Whoa, your squire is leaving a message. This one's for women only."

"What?!"

"Kai, don't come"

Finally, to an exasperated squire, a girl tells her to behave herself. The voice was full of majesty.

"I'm fine by myself. Kai, stay in your room."

Young, it is also to the power of her husband, who is a woman, Kai swallowed words for a moment.

"But..."

I wonder if I should obey orders. But as you poke that gap, when Rolf squeaks his fingers properly,

"Wow."

"Hey, what is it!? Let go of me! Don't let go!

A large number of students emerged from somewhere - perhaps a Bernstein faction - and Kai's master and Bianca were taken away.

"Dear Leonora!

Scream, if it's not something you can catch up to in time, it's not someone you can stand up to by yourself.

Kai muttered, "Oh my God..." I'm sure he raised his gaze and hurried back to find the person to rely on.

(Uh...)

Leo regretted it.

(I knew it. I thought that might happen. But I believed there was a chance it wouldn't)

Next door, Bianca fades into anger. Placed in front of me was something soupy that emitted a strange odor.

Leo sighed in his heart as he laid low.

A man named Rolf was finally invited to a "tea party," and the first thing Leo thought to himself was, of course, "Put it on free rice! It was."

Even Leo, for once, had guessed that the exchange between the two was disturbing, but because of the clarity with which he described it as the honorable reward, he could not decide whether Rolf was seriously trying to harm Bianca, or whether he was just trying to act like he hated tea.

Still, Leo doesn't remember buying Rolf's grudge.

He also told me, "I'll give you a delicious treat" on top of each other, so I said, "Bi, you're going because you're going to miss Bianca alone! You really don't mean it! It is up to me to safely ride the invitation while pretending to be.

It is no longer a conditional reflex that has lowered Kai and tried to take more of his share in case a really tasty treat behaves.

(Tasty treats aren't really what you think they serve, are they? This is harassment, isn't it?

Leo stared with skepticism at a plate of apparently unpleasant hospitality.

"What's up? Don't hesitate to eat."

That's what I've been hearing is a young man with habitual dark hair and sweet blue eyes.

The second dining room occupied by the Rolfs - where the first dining room is reserved for royalty and superior nobility, and here the second dining room seems to be used by others - sits in a chair placed at the bottom of it and looks at this one with an elbow over his assembled leg.

He called himself Oscar Bernstein.

Leo and the others, taken by Rolf, arrive at an old table without saying whether or not, surrounded by the students, wandering along the walls.

It wasn't comfortable to be surrounded by boys from advanced grades who were just as good as the downtown loitering, but who were nevertheless physically fit, or female students who stared at them with grudging eyes.

"Oh, or are you thirsty? Then have some tea. This tea leaf is prepared by the Bernstein Chamber of Commerce, so I'm sure it will taste delicious. Depending on how it's brewed, it gets a little tannic, but it has a reputation that a good cut aftertaste will eliminate the raw odor aftertaste of fish and meat."

When Oscar raised his hand lightly, the girl who was holding back behind Bianca - apparently named Doris - poured tea.

Not in a cup, on a plate.

"Nah......!

Bianca breathed. Its beautiful face is blue in anger.

"What...!

"Oh, don't you mind?

Rolf grinned as he wrapped his arms around the nearby wall.

"Then you can leave it. Or do you want to slap Doris? As usual."

"You guys think you can be forgiven for doing this......!?

"That's the dialogue here, Bianca von Weitzzecker"

Oscar blocked Bianca, who was furious. Wild-flavored eyes gleam hard, staring at prey from the front that can only shake.

There, however, was another different masculine attraction than Alberto's, and Leo was somehow driving his thoughts around about the handsome ratio of this college, driven by uninterrupted thoughts.

"The recent actions of royalty and superior nobility are remarkable. You think we don't have the right to throw things if you don't like it? Just because you're a princess, that's not an acceptable idea."

Oscar pulled up his thin lips.

"If you're a royal family that doesn't even exert extra magic, it's a shame."

"Don't apply...?

Bianca frowns in confusion. But Oscar, just about enough, cut the story off.

"Now, if Her Royal Highness Princess Bianca will you enjoy the creation of the hearts of our citizens? If we are to be rejected again, our hearts will be torn apart by grief"

"Oh no..."

Everyone in the dining room watched in a slight fashion about Bianca, who had lost her complexion.

(Um, I'm totally involved, right?)

Speaking of Leo, on the other hand, listening to Oscar and Bianca take over, he was calmly determining the situation.

Bianca bullied a common maid named Doris.

Doris told the Oscars, the Bernstein faction.

So, Oscar's ordering his partner Rolf to bring Bianca in and try to harass him with eye contact, here and now.

Whatever you think, there was no need for Leo to hang out with this farce.

(But Nah)

Leo stared quietly at the plate that was then placed before him as well.

This dish is dreary, even releasing a strange odor from earlier.

This is what Doris and the students around him were able to do as a result of mixing a mess with fish and sweets in front of them.

But Leo thought he was crushing observing the process by which the drool was made.

Materials are luxury.

(The raw cream at the base is called a neatly cornered finish, it's called the original color flavor, it must have milked the cow, not the goat. The fish that got stuck in, in the oil marinade of my favorite, raw salmon. That means you can eat with sashimi, that's a pretty fresh guy. Plus, fruity dried fruit with lots of butter, lemon cake and blue cheese...... luxury ingredients jade boxes and, well, I can't even tell you)

At the point where raw fish were stuck in the raw cream, it was pretty out on the nerves of the constant, but Leo was serious.

That's the Bernstein Chamber of Commerce trail son. Harassment also costs money.

Even in Lower Town, there are many products bearing Bernstein's name in circulation, so it was Leo who wanted to be close to Oscar if possible.

(Think about it, me. Turn the pinch into an opportunity. Hey, no, fine, no, pretty much, I just wanted to eat it separately if I could, but if I calmed down and changed the way I looked at it, I could also say I saved you the trouble of mixing it in your stomach. Yeah, but I guess I could have cut back on my efforts)

Leo was calmly insane.

(Put your hands on your chest and think. What I'm looking for is a good meal? No, no, it's a free meal. What's delicious? That's the emotion that the joy of getting for free brings. I mean -)

I want to eat this.

If the mind is extinguished, the fire will be cool again, so that even the five senses will be lost before the penetrating monetary greed.

It was a man named Leo who could do it.

"Oh, no, Your Highness, you look scared. Brother, are you being careful without me? Then you should tell your younger friends."

"Hey, Oscar."

Approximately to the reticent Leo, Oscar had sharply spotted Bianca's weakness and hung on to hunt down his prey.

Basically, Rolf, who loves cute kids, blamed it, but it's not a strong stop. For them, Leonora von Harkenberg was also a man who could fall within the boundaries of the higher nobility.

"What shall we do, Your Highness? Do you want Miss Harkenberg to eat instead? If you want to push your friends who aren't even old enough to finish what you do, we're fine. Accidentally, people might rumor about it. There's more to it than not being able to stand a door in a person's mouth. Wouldn't you?

"I won't let that happen..."

Bianca bravely glanced at Oscar, but his hand holding the spoon was trembling with fear that outweighed his anger.

Growing up spoiled as a princess, she had never been exposed to strong malice before, nor had she ever spoken of such ugly food.

"Leonora has handouts, etc…. Here I am."

"- Then I'll have it"

As a proud princess and as a junior schoolmaster, Bianca tried to protect a girl who cared as much as her sister, but her grievous determination was broken by the person of the day.

Looking next door, her young friend was carrying exactly a spoon in his mouth.

"Leonora......!?

"Buuuuuu"

I guess it was pretty bad. Girl can choke. But when she chewed and drank well, she reverted her expression and continued to eat silently.

"Leonora! Good night! Leonora!"

But the little hand that manipulates the spoon never stops.

(Ma... uh... not bad, yeah, not bad, not bad! That's not good!

Leo had even shut down the ambient stiffness and concentrated on the meal in front of him.

No problem. Just a little bit, sweet, bitter, sour, salty and stinky. You just have to break it down and taste it.

(See, for example, the plump flavour of salmon that you feel beyond this muddy texture. A refreshing lemon acidity that gives the darkness of raw odor a single light. None of this is anything you don't have in Lower Town. High. High. It smells like gold and tastes like luxury)

Just replacing his taste with money, Leo seemed to have the joy of trance there.

(Mostly, you see, even in an orphanage, when meal duty was Brigitte, it was pretty much like this. Easy win)

At the disciplined Hannah orphanage, even when meal duty failed to cook greatly, it was not allowed to leave it behind.

The gentleman was also kind to the lady, which was the director's firm guiding principle, so the men always had to say something of a compliment, such as praise the flavoring if it didn't look good and the freshness of the ingredients if it didn't taste good.

By the way, when a girl named Brigitte wiped out the stew, they all complimented the dish pattern uniformly.

"Thank you very much."

"Leonora......!

Roughly blue Bianca, Leo finished his meal without leaving a drop.

"Ha... What a surprise. You seem to have such a nice grown tongue."

It was Oscar who squealed like a surprise.

Seeing a girl who had eaten up the first bite, even he himself, without changing her expression, a rare upset ran into her blue eyes.

"Leonora, you're okay!? Look, water, water!

As far as Rolf goes, it's the end of putting it on the shelf that we did it and even offering it water.

Faces, including Doria, also turn a considerate gaze in a way that completely drains her liver. Leo thanked me for the free water.

As I moisten my throat very much, I see Oscar staring at me.

I thought it was exactly what you wanted even with your thoughts.

"... uh"

In his usual habit, Leo tried to twist some compliments.

"All the materials were first-class"

"- Hey, are you insane?

Oscar also has a frightened face, or a face like seeing something scary.

"No, uh, the... the plate"

Reflecting on just how unconvincing the comment was, Leo failed in an aggressive attempt to roll out a secret/dish pattern compliment.

It was a blank plate.

"... well, on a plate, it's nice to be eaten"

In the end, it turned out to be an ill-defined statement, as if the primitive had touched civilization for the first time.

"Someone, for my sake, will let me go. Eat on a plate. It's wonderful."

It is no longer yakexoxo.

But Bianca took a lot of breath out of that yakuza statement.

"Leonora, you are a child...!

"What do you mean?

Oscar frowns when he misses the thrust. But there was no answer to that question.

"What are you doing here!

It was because the dining room door opened to be kicked open and Prince Alberto appeared.