Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

"Gossip" Reading by Leo and Bruno "Peach Taro"

One, autumn night.

At Hannah Orphanage, young children were twirling into one sheet in an attempt to survive the freezing autumn night.

All right, let's start reading.

He scratched a horse seat at the foot of only one lamp lit, and told him so, Leo.

Tonight, he, along with Bruno, was on duty to put the young children to sleep.

"Even today, this is it? Princess Ash Covered"

Leo frowns a little when he sees the blurry book Bruno offers all the time.

"Hmm, I've read that a lot, and I've got two guys today, so you'd better be different"

"I like the sequins!

The children strongly agreed to Leo's consideration.

"Combatants...... Around here, then."

Bruno stuck his hand in the picture shelf with a mess and took one of the blurry picture books.

"What is this? Momo...... taro?

"On the eastern continent, fairy tales being read and passed on, it seems. I read a little, but in the second half, I fight."

Yeah, and Leo glanced at the book all the time.

It's so hurtful and hard to read that it almost takes a fitting, but it seems a story of a boy born of a fruit called Momo, who recruits his people to exorcise his enemies.

"Momo, what kind of fruit is that?

"I don't."

Bruno has no taste for it.

As usual, Leo was not particularly offended, "Then why don't you go with a pomegranate? Me, I'm a grenade lover," I decided to easily get my hands on pretty much the root of the story.

"Is this Tallow a person's name?

"Oh. The eastern continent, sounds like a lot of names"

"Well, maybe Hans, in Weitz style."

Empathy is important for reading. To allow even young children to enter the story, Leo decided to replace "peach taro" with "Hans the pomegranate".

"Brother Leo, hurry up!

"Yes, sir. Uh, once upon a time, there was a poor but beautiful grandfather and grandmother. Grandpa goes to the mountains...... er, what does it say here? And it takes..."

The letters are rubbing off quickly and I can't read them.

but if a man said why he would split into mountains, it would be about the dust, the illegal dumping of garbage, or if again his identity was a bandit.

Leo can't be such a heavy portrayal from the beginning, so for a moment.

"Grandpa went to the mountains to gather branches, and Grandma went to the rivers to do laundry."

I decided to put it together without difficulty.

"Grandpa's job is better, but let's!

"Idiot, you know, it's hard to witness branches that have a price. I'm sure you'll be picking up some fruit at last, and some dead leaves to compost. Heavy labor."

I embarrass my disciples for putting in unnecessary scratches right away.

"Now, as Grandma was doing the laundry, from upstream of the river,... Laco, Co and... what, this part?

"Isn't that the sound of the effects when the fruit flows?"

"Ha ha."

Leo is convinced of Bruno's assumptions. Again, this is how we need impressive sound effects to make us read fairy tales from time to time.

"From upstream of the river, Charlene! Charlene! And the pomegranate is flowing."

"Why Charin Charin?

"You idiot, Charlene! It's the most honorable sound effect in the world."

It is mainly the sound effect of coins falling or saving.

"Grandma rejoiced in the glowing big pomegranate. When I took it home in charge, I decided to ask my grandfather to crack it."

"Zakuro! I ate!

"You can cut into the jungle!

The next time I scream, it's the girls with no eyes for the sweet stuff.

"You know me well," similarly pomegranate lover Leo nodded, continuing ahead.

"Then what did you do? Did not a boy come out of the cracked grenade?"

"Huh..."

The children's eyes shake in confusion.

The pomegranate is a stunning fruit of pulp and seeds on the inside.

I couldn't imagine how a boy emerged from either side of it.

"Where were you...?

"No way, from every single piece of pulp, lol...?

"That's like, cockroach..."

The grotesque imagination was about to swell, "Wait!" and Leo stops.

"The boy who came out is singular. Alone! The tiny one. It didn't come out, right, the contents of the grenade were just hollow then, and only one boy that was quite big fit!

"Oh, my God."

"Good."

The children stroke their chests down with relief.

Inside, he said, "But then, can't you eat that pomegranate?" And there was a child with a sad face, "Leo said," The skin of a pomegranate is a medicine, so it won't be wasted. Don't worry, "he consoled.

In this way, when cautioned, children immediately try to derail.

Leo paced his mind and proceeded to read the fairy tale.

The boy named Hans is raised by his parents' substitute grandfather, Grandma, and grows into a fine young man.

"One day, … on… the island's … was raging and the story reached Hans' ear that he was tormenting people"

"What shima?

Bruno, with a strong sense of territory, listens back aggressively.

Leo exclaimed, "I don't think so," and decided he had no choice but to rub the name of the island.

"Uh, I guess Zeni is the island. It's a terrible island for money victims."

"Brother Leo, please!

"Yiju!

The children rejoice.

Realizing that he was a monetary deceased himself, Leo decided once and for all, however, "Such an intelligent island, who will go?"

Because there are such opponents, Leo, the worshipper, can still live today.

Now, Hans, the brave pomegranate, decides to defeat the monetary deceased for Grandpa and Grandpa.

Because Leo couldn't understand the spirit of throwing himself for world peace, he interpreted it as strange, Grandpa and Grandpa were also taken out of debt by the deceased of this money.

"So Hans asked his grandmother... to make a dough and embarked on a journey to exorcise the deceased of money"

"What are you talking about?

"It's a wheat rounded confection."

The shape fits.

Leo turned the page thinking you were hungry.

Hans meets the dog on the road and comes up with the idea of keeping the dog company.

Then the dog responded to the invitation, but instead demanded the dough Hans had.

- Oh, my God.

"What's up?

Bruno frowned suspiciously as Leo suddenly shook his head and sighed.

Then Emilio, Leo's disciple with particular eyes, made a young but realistic point.

"It's crazy! Why are you following me on such a difficult journey?

"Exactly, Emilio."

Leo's pale eyes hold a serious light.

He looked softly at the children and whispered in a low voice.

"You know what this is all about?

"Huh...?

"I mean, Kibi dough was the so-called 'golden treat'...!

Leo well-educated children instantly thought of a dog slapped on the cheek with gold.

- Here, it's in a golden treat.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. The Lord is evil too.

From no one, the sound of sloppy throat ringing.

Hans the pomegranate...... what a dark fantasy, no, a dirty fantasy.

The journey of Hans, who made him say things to gold, continued, and he succeeded in bringing in other things: (10) and monkeys to his people.

"I don't know which is the money anymore..."

My disciple Emilio squeaks.

"Good and evil are not measured by one thing," you say.

Contrary to the fantastic beginning, Leo roared that it was a deep story in the back.

"At last, Hans, the money reaches the island... all the time..."

Turning the page, Leo flaunted his shoulder.

"Sorry, I'm almost out of pages from here. The last one congratulated me, so I knocked down the deceased."

When I tried to put it together in the light, booming occurred simultaneously from the indicative children.

"Yeah eh!? I just want to hear it!

Sure, now it's just a journey diary depicting you on the road, Lord of the Money.

Not so imaginative. As Leo lowered his brow, "Because hey," Bruno, who had kept his silence until then,

"Lend it to me. Kids need a fight scene"

I took the picture book.

He held the broken page in his hand unbroken, and glanced at it as if there were truths between the lines.

"- As Hans boarded the island, he quickly explored the shadows of his enemies. Then the nocturnal squeal shouted sharply." Enemy shadow found in the direction of ten o'clock. Middle meat middle back, supposedly a man '"

"I'm suddenly such a hard boiler!

Leo quickly takes the book back.

The shock made some of the pages sound ominous again. This is how orphanage books get blurry.

"I don't know what children's favorite battle scenes are, but more like this, they're all bright enough to fight together! What are you collecting dogbird monkeys for, to unite!?

Leo is the owner of an extremely legitimate sensibility, except that he loves money too much.

"For example, you see - Hans shouted with his right hand up in heaven to face the deceased with all his strength." Fangs, cleave, wings, spread, legs, jump high, now is the time to gather your strength into one and defeat your troubles and the dead! Metamorphous for...... zze!

Ooh, and the children thrived.

but bruno continues with sharpened eyes beside it.

"The dog slaughtered the flesh, the oxen sharply choosed the eyeballs, and the monkeys jumped around spitting poison. Blood odododours can no longer enter the battlefield, and the deceased who exposed their guts..."

"It's... it's not eg dull! You don't fight individually, you don't deserve to be transformed together!

When Leo had a drink, Bruno dropped his heart or shoulder.

"... sorry. When it came to battle, my hometown was destroyed..."

When you honestly apologize, it's hard to blame you any more.

Bruno is the owner of brown skin, which is also rare in the Hannah orphanage.

He is a refugee from the kingdom of Eland, destroyed by the Weitz Empire.

Leo said, "Oh, no!" and scratching Gashigashi's head,

"I get it. Bruno, you go away already."

"But..."

"After I put these guys to bed, let's talk. Let me hear a lot about your hometown."

To reluctant childhood taming, "Huh?," he chuckled.

Bruno had often thought in silence, but when he stood up largely, he approached the children who were wrapped around the sheets.

"Bruno, what's up?

"No."

He seems to be whining about something low, but he's too small to hear it.

When Leo called his name again, Bruno looked back in a curly fashion.

"Guys, I'm asleep already"

"What? Seriously!?

Surprisingly, Leo also looked at the children's faces and they did all meditate on their eyes for a healthy sleep.

"What the heck, these guys... You didn't know until just now..."

"It's a child."

When Bruno summed it up without incident, he just turned his heel back.

"Look, Leo. Let's go."

"Hmm? Ah... oh"

Leo stands up with his picture book closed while he feels something unexplained.

"... I don't know"

Now it was Bruno's bedtime.

"-... gone?

"Gone. Gone."

After a while, it was the Emilios who have shaken the sheets so badly that they came out with their heads.

Instead of sleeping, they screamed small with no heart or excitement.

"Whoa! Brother Bruno, seriously, whoa!

"Because you'll never let Brother Leo go, you idiot!

When butterflies and the youngest boy rise, the girl with the face of translation skips reprimand.

To a decent boy, Emmy Rio, who was watching beside him, had no choice but to explain.

"Brother Leo, hey, he's popular. Even Brother Bruno can't wait to talk to Brother Leo more than to put us to sleep."

"That's why I didn't have to threaten you with such a scary face..."

The boy shuddered, recalling Bruno, who had approached the sheets softly and had made dos advantageous in shapes such as Battlefield Ghost General Kakaya. As for that, Emilio agrees.

"I don't have to use the power of the group boss at a time like this..."

Blurring, the boy shrugged like a pummel.

"For the most part, you speak Weitz so fluently, you pretend to say something."

Girls are better about this.

"You talk to Leo young in front of him, don't you?"

and drank it.

As soon as possible, both the boy and Emilio shut up.

"Because..."

I need you to think about it.

The little voice dissolved in the autumn darkness and disappeared.

The orphanage is filled with children hungry for love.

Even though he is always a money-keeper, Leo, who is a good caretaker even though he is a money-keeper, is secretly a favorite of children. - Though a money-keeper.

"Ma, I got my brother Leo from the other kids today, so let's do it."

When Emilio could forgive him as an adult, they both nodded, "Right."

"Next week, Brother Leo looks like a market squad. We have to work out an operation so we can be a market squad."

"Then I, Brother Leo, will let the church squad run its debut."

"No, more than that -"

Thus, Hannah's orphanage night is further apart.

Leo was the only one who didn't know that his apprentice, his sister, grew up much stronger than we thought.