Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

The year is near, one winter night.

In an attempt to survive the accumulating snow cold, the children stared at the light of the swinging lamp as they stuck together perfectly.

All right, let's start reading.

It was Leo, of course, who spoke up.

He didn't like the cold, but spared no money to get firewood, so he clumsily walked around with a blanket wrapped around his whole body.

"It's been a long time since I've read to the Emilios."

Sleeping cannot be given priority only to certain children, as older people turn around multiple groups in turn. As for Leo, who has a special eye for the Emilios as his disciples, he missed it a little and looked forward to reading today for that matter.

"Today, how about this? Match Selling Girl"

"Oh, that's good, Bruno. This is a setup for the year. Oh, you're still new."

As always, Leo opens the picture book with a light twist on the childhood tame he has been giving away.

But,

"Match Uri no Jitsu, right..."

Marcel, the youngest boy who was caught in the middle, sighed at Annui, so Leo said, "What's up?," he frowned.

"That's good, Match Uri no Jitsu. You just have to be a match. Tomorrow morning, we'll see each other, and then we'll see each other."

"It's cold, I use water, I just work outside!

"I don't think so."

Suddenly, the grown-up girl in this - Anne and Emilio - also leak their displeasure in mouth. to children who are somehow wandering at some point, Leo

"Whoa. It's hard to make money from one business. It would be more fun to make money in many ways."

And I forgived them, but the three of them just took a deep sigh.

"Oh, my God, what's up? You want to stop today?

"Oh no!

"Read it, brother Leo!

"Alright!

I thought you were feeling better or worse, but that's not how it seems.

Leo cleared up some of those days and turned the page with his shoulders flattered.

"Uh - once upon a time, there was a girl, one, who lived selling matches"

If you start reading, the children are listening to their voices with a serious face.

Leo grinned slightly as he pulled his mouth together to clear his ears.

"One day when the year was approaching, the girl was carrying a heavy cage and shouting up whether she needed a match for the people on the road"

Whatever, the girl can't go back to the orphanage to not sell all the contents of the cage. But from the cold, from the busy, people who go on the road never buy me a match. Gradually when I told her that the girl in the story was about to break her heart in the cold, Emilio, who had listened in silence until then,

"-... this looks yummy."

I put my arms together and squealed.

Anne and Marcel also have a rugged look on their young faces, nodding yeah yeah.

"I wonder what it means to not be able to sell matches this way, despite all this writing. I don't have the talent."

"This is, yes, just the way it is."

Leo sighed heartily at the children's sharp point.

Yes, the protagonist's much commercial beta was also concerned as Leo.

Years old, often dealing with fire. I just think I missed the first 4P strategy, such as not selling matches at all despite it.

It was an unthinkable situation from the children at Hannah Orphanage who had thorough revenue simulations before the sale.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"It's too sloppy."

The children are no longer outraged.

It's a fairy tale, so forgive me.

"But Brother Leo would sell better, wouldn't he?

and was pointing water at Emilio, and Leo scratched his nose to say yes.

"Well, there's a trick to this."

"Tip, I heard - hey!

"Tell me!

There are early signs of momentum starting to derail from the reading.

But Leo, along with Bruno, decided to improvise and recreate the sales recommendation scene, wondering if it would be okay if the children, who had a strangely dark look, were happy.

"Okay, look at that. Hey, Bruno, you're a guest, aren't you?

"... no"

But unexpectedly, childhood tampering turned it down.

"When you do, the heat's too caged, these guys, they get excited. I'll be the seller."

"Amma."

It is the beloved who has been denied his sales style, but it is unusual for him to get on with this hand thing. Leo, who thought that was the case, accepted the offer lightly.

"Whoa. Well, I'll take care of it."

"Oh. Here we go."

Bruno called to Leo with all his strength in his belly as he inhaled his blurred breath.

"Hey, customer."

"You must have stumbled from the beginning. Whoa! There, 'Um, customers' right? Ooh!?

Unexpectedly, Bruno seemed annoyed,

"… I was wondering how the Weight-style business habit would be for passers-by who would not even confirm their intention to buy it at this point."

"Weitz has a beautiful concept called 'prospect', and he relies on it to twist his salutation, you son of a bitch!

Because it was something I squealed softly, Leo was set to roar childhood taming in abundance.

"Ah, that's enough! If I start with you, it won't be over at dawn."

Leo scratches his head with gassi. I had no choice but to be somewhat explanatory and decided to cut it out of here.

"Oh boy, what's wrong with having such a massive match and calling out to me on the road? I'm sorry, but I'm done shopping for the Harvest Festival, so I don't need any more matches. My husband would be here."

This is a friendly specification that puts a finely crafted V-sign up in front of your face and even presents a cut to sell in.

"- I see, he hates me so much that he wants to blind me"

"What kind of interpretation is that! Tobacco, obviously!

"Ho ho, would you like a fire man? Then how about this match? Rational."

"I'm not meshing!

No, this won't get you to the key sales talk for long.

Leo said, "Enough! I'll be the seller!" and I apologize for Bruno,

"Can someone do the guests instead?

"Yes! Yes, yes! I'll do it!"

Anne, who raised her hand the most, was nominated as the opponent.

"All right, then, I'll talk to you. - Um, beautiful customers there! Sir, yes, it's about you. I have the perfect match for you today, why don't you take a look? Just look at it."

"Hmm, what do you mean it's perfect for Atashi? Is that what you want?

"Absolutely not, sir!

In a rather intelligent return, Leo rides himself out here all the time.

but there, Bruno, who fired the seller, interrupted "hey".

"In Weitz, there is no word for 'absolutely nothing'. Don't refer to 'boring' as' boring ',' outrageous' is an error. If you want to be polite, 'It's a hell of a thing' is right"

"... no. I did it for you. Is that now? Was that what you were supposed to say now?

Leo, who took the form of a red disgrace in front of his disciple, is slightly in tears.

"I don't know, you've been fluent in Weitz a long time?

When distrust is also asked to the expose, Bruno leans his neck properly - I wonder what the hell it means to be faceless but decent - and replies, "Yes, but not".

While Leo somehow felt something that was gone, he said, "Well, fine.... it's a hell of a thing, customer," he rephrased to discipline and decided to undo the conversation.

"Its tons of ingredients! I'm sure you'll be able to cook extravagant dishes."

"Huh? That's not true. Well, hey, meat pie, turkey."

"Wonderful, customer! But if that's all the cooking you've got, it's gonna be tough if you don't muddle the wash, right?

Anne, who was supposed to be a match seller but was pointing the water at the washing situation, answered it with her neck tilted.

"Hey. It's a lot if you don't clean up your plate."

"I understand -. Wash the slab a little, and bake the pie. Wash the vanilla a little, then put the turkey in the oven. Your hands are wet and difficult only when you want to use a firestone."

"Yes, yes. I don't usually wipe my hands in those days."

It took.

At that moment, Leo stuffed a subtle distance with Anne and nodded, "I know," he said.

"In that regard, no matter how wet or dirty your hands are if it's a match, you can easily ignite it. What I have with me today is the type that rubs easily even in a woman's grip. Shh! Pa! It's something."

"Oh... that would be nice"

Anne said small, "Shh! Pa!" he muttered.

"It's just here, it's too sold and I'm not going to have it until tomorrow. Well, if you don't mind, by the end of the day."

"Hey...... if that's the case, just one thing - oh!

Anne let her face shine and screamed.

"Wow, brother Leo! I bought it!

"Wow!

"Brother Leo, wow!

Kids are a big deal, too.

"Look, you guys. Listening and empathy are key points when selling to female customers. Compare specs and sell to male customers. This is the secret, don't forget it."

The children nod "ooh". The eyes were shining with respect.

"Give it a try, you guys. If it's a threesome, how do we attack it?

It is the Leo formula that puts it down to a practice that combines immediate application.

The three thought, um, um, then moistened their eyes and cut them in from Emmy Rio, the most facetious of them all.

"Please, sir. This is all we can do if you don't buy us this much more."

"As a customer, you can lose two small copper coins......!

"Whatever, take this with you already!

It is a bold extra triple combo to cry down and suddenly discount from.

Leo embraced each blanket as soon as he tried to achieve more than his own instruction.

"Wonderful! You are my treasure!

With all their strength, the three muttered their throats satisfactorily, "Kufu".

and Bruno, the interrupter there, grabs Leo's collar and pulls him back.

"Hey, you're way out of line."

Leo turned the page "around" because he was right if you ask me.

"Uh, - well, unfortunately, a girl's match never sells. When the last one finally passed by, the girl lost the freezing cold and tried to rub only one match"

"Huh..."

As soon as possible, the faces of the children who were giggling become more rude.

The use of products excluding demonstration sales is strictly prohibited. Despite how cold it was, the Emmyrios showed a difficult color to the girl who, as a seller, risked her work ethic in the worst possible way.

"What do you mean..."

"I can't fully expand..."

"Is it just a little too much?

In one way or another, aware of his personality, which was easily captured by the immediate greed, Leo continued the conversation only with forgiveness for the stoic children in the sales position.

"And then, oh my God. Beyond the fire, don't you see a delicious looking turkey? The girl reached out in a hurry, but as the fire went out, so did the turkey figure."

"Oh, my God."

"You're pretty much cornered."

They are children who have left their fantasy minds somewhere.

"So the girl tried to light another match. Then this time, didn't you see the warm room? The girl became obsessed and rubbed the match, and each time, when the girls appeared in front of her, they disappeared."

Leo also tilts his neck as he reads again. I would have thought of shiny gold coins first, but some orphans were a lot more abnegated.

When I rubbed a match, now I see my grandmother, whom the girl admired. The girl, who didn't want to lose her grandmother, burned all the matches she had there.

"He's here. Oh!

"At this point, you have unlimited empathy for the protagonist!

"Shit, you're gonna get blamed for it!

The children are blameless.

Some of the kids were moisturizing their eyes with sympathy when they read it in the other group, so Leo twitched.

I love Leo and making money, but if he says which is more important for life or the balance, I'm not sure I can give him an instant answer - although it's a sad thought.

"Ma... well, don't be so angry. Girls get sad too."

"Huh?"

"The next day, the girl who burned the match and couldn't keep warm, she was found dead."

Anything that goes against the money-making laws pays off - some fairy tales preach what a deep work ethic to the child opponent.

"I see, burnt suicide"

"Read the context. It would obviously freeze to death, though. Why do you want to inflame fairy tales so badly?

When he sipped Bruno and silenced him, Leo turned to the children.

"karma, you're convinced of this, aren't you?

I thought I'd get a "right" response back, but for some reason their expression didn't clear up.

The Emmyrios,

"Shh... shouldn't you be dead...?

"With my life, it was enough to make amends...?

"I don't want to..."

They began to moisturize their eyes simultaneously.

Leo had a little bit of this, threw out the picture books and ran over to the kids.

"Oh, you guys don't cry like that, do you? Look! This is a fairy tale!

The next moment I laughed, Emilio sighed her nose off as she gurgled.

"It's not a fairy tale...... Neither do we..."

"Huh?"

I can't see the story.

Towards Leo, who frowned, Anne offered what was from the gap in the sheet.

"We... really wanted to hear Brother Leo's story, make flowers, make tochu just..."

It was a green paper core with no petals attached.

"Really, I have to make another one, Tomorrow, I have to sell it..."

"I'm sorry, you're in Leo..."

Emilio and Marcel also confess one after another.

From now on, make hundreds of flowers.

Totally catastrophically, Leo said, "You're lying..." He covered his eyes with his hands and looked up to heaven.

"What are you doing, you guys... Not if you're listening to a fairy tale. Look, get up, I'll help you, too. Come here."

I don't know what else to do. Trying to wake the kids, Bruno.

"Wait, Leo."

and controlled it.

- Possu.

A small hemp bag was thrown on the sheet at the same time.

Leo looked up all the time, distracted by the sound of the cloths rubbing against each other and hearing the dull metal bump.

"Bruno......?

"Copper coin, contains two pieces. It'll be for 100 flowers."

"Bruno!

Leo stood up, stirring for a moment to the word of a copper coin, but quickly ruined his face.

"That's not for these guys. Let us make it ourselves."

"Of a little kid, shred your sleep?

…………

Bruno continued quietly, approaching the silent Leo.

"Except for a hundred, these guys, they make it. If you fail to make it, the elderly will take care of you. Naturally."

"Brother Bruno......"

The Emilios looked up at Bruno with a bewildered look on their face. Honestly, such a development was unexpected for them as well.

Leo had been nagging for a while, but eventually he exhaled small, "Okay," he said.

And if you feed your children decopin in turn,

"Look, you guys. This isn't always the case. Thank you Bruno today."

Preached lightly and laughed more.

"But sleep well."

Finally shaking and stroking the children's heads, they rise again.

"Hey, Bruno, hey. Let's talk over here."

"Oh."

That's how he walked away with Bruno with a look on his face like a mother challenged by educational policy.

By the way, Bruno was only floating - no, he looked heartless or happy.

…………

Eventually, Emilio groaned pompously, dropping off the two of them walking away completely.

"Got hit..."

Anne and Marcel also had a deep sigh, pulling the tears that had been floating until earlier, all the way back to close the plumbing plug.

"Because of this, I was going to oar with Brother Leo..."

"Brother Bruno's. This is what you call, buying time with money, right? Adults are filthy."

Yes, they had been coming to this scene with a close plan since they learned that Leo was on read-and-direct duty for a long time - sweet that they couldn't get an inside job in time, trying to stay up late with Leo.

"Damn. Brother Leo, I would never pay you, but I would never abandon you about us, so I thought you could!

"Right, I don't pay for it, but taking care of it is a good thing! Oh, already!"

The three simultaneously stepped on the estate waste. The plan is ruined thanks to Bruno, who showed unexpected good money payments.

Eventually, the most calming Emmy Rio said, shaking his head sadly.

"Unfortunately, we lost this time when we couldn't read the indeterminate element of Brother Bruno. Let's use reflection and try our next best."

The other two were nodding yeah, but Anne, who made her face stretch all the way, makes realistic allegations.

"... wait. I don't think it's a good idea to stay in debt with Brother Bruno later. Tomorrow the postcard will earn money and I need to pay back this copper coin."

"... Ugh."

"... sucks"

They turned bright blue and rushed to the futon.

Out of the 4P of floral sales, sales are not expected to ensure a quality outlet (place). Early waking up was a must for that.

Cause and effect go around, you deserve it.

With such words bitten, the children closed their eyes on Weitz's cold night.