Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

The mansion, which I visited a long time ago, still had a fragrant golden scent there.

If you call Oscar's mansion extravaganza, let's call it delicate and elegant.

It's not like it's a subtle placed condiment or a decorated flower that pushes out the luxury feeling strongly, but if you look closely, it conveys its value carefully. The more I chewed, the more flavorful it was, the more luxurious it was. This is fine.

Emilia and the others were already seated in the dining room, which was led by Kai.

An elegant chandelier that shines through the day at a huge table with delicate design crosses and fresh flowers everywhere.

Apparently, servants from all over the mansion are meeting together, and there was a line of people in maid and swallow tail clothes drifting along the wide walls, but...

(Oh, how dazzling!

Above all, what caught Leo's attention was the appearance of a rich woman, also wearing a golden dress, a golden cloth stranded on a pork plated human body. There seems to be some men beside it, but anyway, the gold cloth, not the woman, is too dazzling to see it any better.

"Oh, Leonora! Nice of you to come."

When Emilia stood up with a full smile on her face saying so, the golden pigmatized woman stared at this one.

but at the next moment she also got up and smiled, so Leo tilted his neck inside wondering if the cancer flying earlier would be an illusion.

"Mother-in-law. Please introduce her to us."

"Oh, yeah, Adeira. This is Leonora. Our precious granddaughter. Leonora, this is Adeira. Dietrich next door. Adeira was married three years ago from the Count's house."

Listening to Emilia's explanation, Leo stares carefully at the two people in front of him, Adeira and Dietrich.

This was the first time I saw them because they seemed to vacate the mansion all the time.

(of what? Not "Beauty and the Beast," like "Pigs and Shepherds,")

No, no, I'm rude to my female counterpart, such as a pig.

It's just that white skin, crushed little eyes, snout shapes like crushed with fingertips, and gravity-obedient cheek lines - whatever you might say, it was a pig.

Apparently, it's not just in financial terms that I'm fat, it's also physically so.

Meanwhile, Dietrich, who sat trying to hide in Adeira's giant, is only tall but flimsy. From his elongated stature and rounded shoulders, he was a person who made an unreliable impression.

Her face sounds good when it comes to tenderness, but her young grassy eyes look sleepy (...) and her mouth with a loose grin is somewhere sloppy.

But Leo, who believes that inward than outward appearance - or the good payment of money determines human value, greeted him "nice to meet you" without difficulty, especially without having any feelings about it.

Dietrich relaxes and Adeira answers it with a tall voice and seats again.

When the Marquis, anticipating the time, put in a "then" compartment and sent their gaze to the servant, they moved in unison - Leo was frightened after all - and began to prepare champagne for a toast.

Emilia's birthday party, it is the beginning.

Leo was led to the seat immediately next to Mrs. Emilia and proceeded with the meal as she spoke with a smile.

"Thank you for coming today. Adeira said it was the Sabbath, and you were supposed to be sleeping, so I rubbed your mind, but I'm glad you're here on time."

"No, of course not."

I would never work overtime, but it is Leo's rule to come earlier than the start time and take a step forward to get to work.

Speaking of which, even as he did something like try Leo's business manners, Leo thought that he had properly explained to Emilia the possibility of being late, and he looked at Adela and smiled.

"- Hmm."

but adeira gets her nose ringing and turns that way.

(Is that a lighter?

Leo thought that to swallowing, having free clothes (comfort) and free carriages arranged and totally believing in the "adeira = good guy" drawings.

The meeting progresses with great soothing, mostly in the form of Emilia talking down in a superior mood.

Leo listened to her as he drummed his tongue at the delicious fine rice. The public discourse is not as fun as the money-making tale, but it is nevertheless good to see Emilia, who is beginning to think like her real grandmother on the inside, speak with joy.

The most interesting part of it was the story about Dietrich's job description.

Anything Dietrich seems to be given the duty of working day and night in music and art appreciation, even if he is often dispatched to perilous areas on the border, in anticipation of his tattooed structure.

I don't feel that he is simply left and spending time in daylight lanterns (Hirudan) without much work, but because he lives away from the king's capital, he doesn't see the attitude of nobility at all.

Leo liked Dietrich because it was still the latter there, if he were told which he preferred: the nobleman of Killekire or the laid-back, common-law youth.

Besides, if you like music, give Leo some tips on the opera group concept - no, maybe you can get some assistance.

Leo played a guessy Abacus in his brain and swore he'd get close to Dietrich at any rate.

By the way, according to what Dietrich explained to me in that extended tone, Adeira's brother, the Earl of Tennisen Seal, was his best friend, and it was unfamiliar to see his sister Princess - that is, Adeira performing a pastime at that birthday party - and offer her engagement in love with it.

I mean, Dietrich was snuggly dictating women while he was so pompous.

His merit was surprising to Leo, but at the same time he was convinced by the information that Adeira was a master of art.

Anyway, he's the one who plans the birthday party that Emilia's always been reluctant to do, and gives Leo the clothes of his choice. I'm sure its ability to spot people's needs differently will enhance the quality of the arts.

A wife who similarly foresees the hearts and minds of the common people to a common pavilion owner who may become a patron. Leo is a very preferred two.

That's why Leo was secretly trying to get closer to Dietrich and Adeira while he was nagging.

(What the hell is this girl...!

When it came to Adeira, she was causing frustration at a development that never went as far as she'd hoped.

No, maybe it's more right to say confused.

So much so that this girl's words and actions were doing the diagonal of Adeira's expectations.

(I tried to make you scratch your shame...... you're just dodging it all, what do you mean, an extra laugh!

It was also surprising that Adeira had been creeping through the trap of late, but more than that, she was surprised that the girl had smiled and dropped in to greet her, even sending her a blurry old outfit or carriage.

If you're being maliciously poisoned to put a crying face to it, or you're going to look at this one hatefully, even though it's still like an attack.

As it stands, Kai is the only one who stares at me hatefully, and the girl, rather, makes her eyes shine and talks to me when she does, just as she wants to get along with this one. The miscalculation was also a good point.

"I don't know... you're such a good kid. I've never been looked up to with such an unbridled fondness."

From next door, a husband I've seen for a long time sneaks up on me.

He was often seen with disdain by the person and job descriptions as "remaining" and "grain crushing", but for that matter he seemed surprised that the girl would treat him as if he were also an important dealer. I'm shaking my head like I'm impressed.

Adeira intensified her frustration.

Though it's not funny how little couples even look at each other, it's not funny that husbands praise other women.

"Well, sir. Don't let them fool you. The mindset is a lowlife girl raised in Lower Town. Even if you're grinning on the surface, it's not something you know what kind of low-profile calculations you're working on inside!

He meant to whisper, but he sounded unexpected. As soon as I said it away, Emilia, the girl, and even Klaus looked up all the time.

"Adeira! What are you talking about!

"Adeira, apologize to Leonora."

The Marquis makes his face look rude and says it orally.

The girl was just looking at this one with a shocked look.

(What...!? No way, they read my mind!?

No, no, Leo was just dogging me that he might have spotted the bottom line.

Damn, it's called a hobby of clothes to give away, it's called an earlier statement, thank you this woman named Adeira seems to be a good discerner of the essence of Leo.

If this man, even the magic of the reading mind system, hurriedly tightened his expression, what did he think, Adeira pulled up her thin, neat brow.

"Oh, my God, you look scared. Could it have been a star? Neither do you. I just told you the truth."

"Adeira -"

"Because you didn't? No matter how clean you dress, you can't wipe your stained Lower Town guts that easily. Even dresses are a waste of putting such expensive things on this kid. I'm sure you'd be more than happy to give them even a repaired shirt or trousers. Yeah, why don't you try throwing some silver coins? Like a dog, I'm sure. Who's going to drool and jump! Ho ho ho -"

Perhaps that was a word that represented its essence more precisely than any depiction ever directed at Leonora von Harkenberg.

but the moment Adeira laughed high,

"Okay, Adeira!

A sharp voice echoed in the dining room.

It's Klaus.

When he lets his anger seep into his squeamish voice, those people will have the immediate force to fall down.

That's just Adeira was swallowed up by that temper, and she pulled in a mockery.

"I will not tolerate insults to Leonora. If you want me to say anything more, I'll ask you to take a seat."

"Same words from me."

When Klaus tells him low, Emilia also keeps quiet.

She admitted that her granddaughter, sitting next to her, was glaring at her and took that hand softly, painfully.

"Leonora, I'm sorry about Adeira. Please don't worry about it."

…………

The girl doesn't say anything, she just stares at Adeira.

Noticing that his purple eyes were moistened, the Marquis, of course, let Kai, who had refrained on the wall, and all his servants seep their wrath at Adeira deliberately, and the birthday party air stuck out in obscurity.

but.

(Shh... Yikes! This guy, he understands me!

Of course Leo was just moisturizing his eyes with emotion.

After inadvertently being disputed by the aristocratic society, it is no longer about two months.

For Leo, who was often tearful or suddenly touched for reasons he was not sure of, and secretly stressed about it, the unclothed remarks on Adeira's teeth and their sharp pointers rather aroused inspiration and refreshment.

As for the statement that the cost of the dress is a waste, it is a momentum that I strongly agree with, and it is the truth that none of us can be ashamed of the fact that we love to take care of ourselves, the money.

Maybe Natalia and the prince occasionally call them "the eyes of Harkenberg who sees the truth" - I don't remember Leo mounting such a thing - but this Adeira has it.

(Eyes that foresee the truth or something! What? That's awesome! Be your friend!

If you get a hundred business advisors, there's nothing scary about starting a new business.

With all the heart around it, I still wanted to stay close to this Adeira.

but the future acumen advisor tries to take a seat by sounding his nose whether he was overwhelmed by the air in a place that suddenly went bad.

Thought it might be something to let him get away with, Leo stood up with the momentum to kick down the chair and raised his voice of restraint.

"Um, Dear Adeira! Wait, please! I, Lady Adeira and I want to talk more, more! I want to get along!

"- What?

To a desperate cry, Adeira looks back as surprised.

Leo unconsciously gripped Master Carr, who lowered to his chest, and intensified his offense all the way here.

"Dear Adeira, everything you say, you're right. Even I, yes, I think. Dear Adeira, you're right. I, Dear Adeira, like it. I want to get along!

Even if you are unfairly scorned, accept that you are all right, and let the person you have hurt you sooner or later - the figure, through bullying, is as painful as a handy dog who scolds humans for slight affection, kicked or beaten.

Headed by Emilia, the surrounding area is "Dear Leonora......!" He narrowed his eyes and held his chest.

but Leo didn't know that he was heavily sympathetic or anything, he was just desperate to pull off Adeira.

(Don't lose sight of Adeira here. Something… Is there any topic (topic) that would draw Adeira to the occasion!

I grab a list of topics with a little momentum and manage to come up with content that will keep her on the spot. Leo shouted.

"P, present! Time for a gift giveaway and why not!? Dear Emilia, I'm sure you'll be delighted. Hey, Dear Adeira, go ahead!

That was Adeira's statement from earlier on in anticipation of her stroking the small box she had hidden under the table.

A beautifully packaged little box must be a gift for Emilia. If you let me give it to you, you'll at least earn enough time to open it and share your thoughts, and more importantly, Emilia's mood should get better and soothe the air in the field.

Hey, and seeing the girl desperately recruiting, Adeira frowned a lot.

(What are you thinking, this girl...?

Honestly, I can't read the girl's thoughts.

I don't know what to say to myself, but if I can get all that rambling on me, I should be either frightened or angry with this many children.

Nonetheless, the girl takes it for granted and then says she wants to get along, etc. The figure was such that even the servant Adeira remembered the pain for a moment.

Moreover, obviously, to shelter Adela, who is being poked through the middle seat, let her try to change the subject.

(- No, don't be fooled. I'm sure this is her M.O.)

Adeira rushed up the guard of her mind, which had become slightly loose, and shook her plump, thick head.

Yeah, but I'm sure this is what girls do.

Good boy, trying to earn the love and joy of Emilia and the others.

When she told herself that, Adeira pulled up the edge of her mouth.

(Then the prospect, I'll cut you off)

In the first place, I planned this meeting to show the Emilias that I was better than the girl, and the real show came from here. It was a foolish choice to leave the place without fulfilling it.

Yes, Adeira was going to show the difference between generosity and character by giving her mother-in-law a gift that was more overwhelmingly luxurious than the girl.

The other person may have pulled this one off to show mercy, but in an attempt to make him regret it, Adeira grinned with a garlic inside.

"-... right. That's a good idea. I don't want to leave this place without apologizing, and I want to see your mother-in-law's happy face."

For one thing, I get a grumpy attitude.

"I'm sorry," Adeira said, dropping in an apology that wasn't in her heart, once bringing the field air back to the calm. For in order to overwhelm the girl after this, it is only better to show that there is no malice in you.

"Oh, my God, my mouth is a little lousy. But the truth is, I want to get along with everyone, and I'm always grateful. So this time, in an effort to tell my mother-in-law how grateful I am, I was actually straining to prepare a gift. If you'd let me give it to you, I'd love to."

"No, of course not! Hey, Master Emilia!

A girl peeps at the lady with a relieved look. Emilia looked at Adela with surprise and groaning at her suddenly changing attitude, but her granddaughter smiled and said, "Right?" He smiled bitterly at me urging him to do so, "he replied.

"Adeira seems to be reflecting, too. Even for me, if the whole family could celebrate this day, there would be no greater joy than that."

"Good!

The girl joyfully joins hands.

At the same time Adeira, staring at the girl thanks to love together and realizing that this house was turning around around around her, felt a blunt pain in her chest for a moment, but soon overdid it by substituting it for frustration.

(Well, now's the time to spare)

At the heart of this house, next to Emilia, you should reign as a mistress, because it is you.

When Adeira took out the box, she humbly offered it to Emilia.

"Happy birthday, mother-in-law"

"Well, thank you, Adeira"

Emilia soothes her expression and receives the box sometime.

Unbowing the ribbon, carefully removing the wrapping paper and opening the box, she opened her eyes wide "well".

"What a splendid, brooch......!

What emerged was a gorgeous and luxurious brooch surrounded by delicate goldsmiths, centered on the same emerald gem as Emilia's eyes. It is the supreme dish I have prepared for a familiar merchant.

(What do you say, don't drop five silver coins!

Anyway, it has a presence and is a substitute that you can follow, even if you are invited to a royal hosted night club.

I think I can prepare the girl to stand upside down, and if I turn a blind eye to her, she's just nailed to a luxurious product that she rarely even sees.

Likewise, the lady who sparkled her eyes thanked her, and Adeira snorted, feeling better.

"Nevertheless, Adeira, if I were you, I would have something so big..."

"No, mother-in-law. Naturally. Nothing, I don't think we can express our gratitude for the price, but we're still celebrating the Marquise of Harkenberg's birthday, so this much (...) needs to be prepared."

Pull up the girl's gift hurdles as she shows her humble bare hands.

In college, you're basically only allowed to go out on the Sabbath.

So Adeira figured out when to send the letter, so that the girl wouldn't have to go outside and buy a present.

There can't be a shop or anything that would do foreign business to a caged girl in the college, so if she even sealed her legs off heading to the sales office, the girl would no longer be the same as a shopping refugee.

(Come on, what the hell has this kid got for you?)

I wonder what the gift itself is prepared for, that I have been speaking from myself.

Now if it was a shoulder tap ticket or something, I'd laugh a lot, and as I watched, the girl grabbed a piece of cloth.

"Um, Dear Emilia..."

"Well, Leonora. Can I get a present from you, too?

"Yes, but, you know, compared to Adeira's, wow, the..."

I guess it's miserable.

Emilia laughed "well," and replied, "I'm just happy with that feeling you're trying to celebrate, etc., but next to it Adeira said,

(He is. But what if it's physical or human evaluation around him?

and a mean grin.

but.

"Um. Happy birthday. This, me, I worked hard, I sewed."

That said, the moment I understood the identity of the cloth the girl offered as I leaned down a bit,

――……

Everyone lost their word.