Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

I had a dream.

"If it was something like that, how good..."

of the Spirit Festival, at night.

Approximately around the still colorful air of the festival, Lena had earlier pulled up to the orphanage and was caged in its attic.

There's no desk, there's no chair. In that space where you don't even have a sleeping table, you just stare at the night sky with a candlestick in one hand and through a creeping window.

On that day, which marks the beginning of a new season, the sky was clear even at night, and by the way, it was blinking the stars.

From the outside, you can hear cheerful singing of people who feel better with wine and dancing.

Lena was blurring and listening to it, thinking back about this past day.

Embraced by the prince of beauty, "Leonora von Harkenberg" is out.

The crowd, completely grasped by its beauty and awkwardness, cheered all deaf and praised her.

By the way, that big idiot Extremely Blunt (Gekinib) Flag Mass Production Money Keeper is something that makes sense or two hands together, so the treatment of the Virgin has become completely widespread.

Yes, at that time, that idiot and I met for a moment.

No, he was scared and prayed to the Spirit because he skipped the kill.

Anyway, I remember thinking, "Let it die, you big idiot," but the memories around there are vague.

I don't actually remember much about how I got back to the orphanage afterwards.

Fragmentally, I also feel somewhat in the back of my brain that it was something I would have been excited about if the children had done it, or that Bruno had brought himself and them back together, but there was no certainty.

When I realized it, I was sitting in this attic.

Lena learned that too much despair and anger deprive humans of a sense of time.

Nothing, if you don't want to know, it was such a delightful discovery to know.

- Conn.

and that's when the door was knocked and someone came in.

I also know I don't have to look back.

The way you knock like this besides, and walk without footsteps, is Bruno.

"Lena. Were you still awake?"

He often speaks Elando, his mother tongue, when he speaks alone with Lena.

Lena, who is as good at that language as Weitz, no longer unconsciously returned it in Errand as' What? '.

'There's no way you're asleep. It's not your night's sleep yet. "

"... for once, it's time to change the date."

Oh, my God, it was hard to tell because the drunks were making a scene, but they were totally late at night.

Lena frowned bitterly as this seemed to have genuinely paralyzed her mind.

'... okay, I don't care. What? What can I get you?

It was also possible that Bruno cared for me, but to the point that I couldn't take that into account, she was crunchy.

Anyway, in front of this guy, you don't have to show off your sociability.

Lena listened back in a dull tone, but when he lifted his thin lips slightly,

It's a letter.

I've offered you a bunch of thick paper.

"... a letter?

'Oh. I'm here early. You're in an orphanage, and that's in the middle of the night. The giver, you know what I mean?

"- Lend me."

When Lena stood up all the time, she quickly picked up the letter from Bruno.

Put it on the candlestick and check the giver.

Leonora von Harkenberg.

Big Fool Extremely Blunt (Gekinib) Flag Mass Production Guardian.

Lena, sitting silently again, quickly opened the seal and glanced through the contents. Bruno also silently sits next to him and peeks in.

The fine parchment had surprisingly written texts in small letters.

The first two or so spells out even an apology to Lena.

Always a letter is a broken expression of gratitude from that money-keeper who fits every single letter, but also in a succinct sentence. - I really hate myself for being able to understand that.

After the grand apology, a letter was written explaining that Leo and Lena had struck a hand in the future not to require any censorship.

Anything, Lena - "Leo of the Hannah Orphanage" - was an orphan but deeply brainy figure in witchcraft, and this time the water summons was inspired by his ideas, so he persuaded his squire not to keep the two exchanges secret in the future, even for the sake of confidentiality of the formation.

Indeed, Kai seemed to admit that he was "the owner of the serious brains in Lower Town" about Lena, so he seemed to fool me easily, but I don't think he's unscrupulous, nonetheless.

However, there is no doubt that only one of the troubles was resolved, so Lena avoided the scratches around it.

Well, if you dare, I thought you'd crack those "forces of consideration" in a different direction.

The letter then moved on to a description of how it had been this time.

Thinking his last grandparents were filial, he attended a tea party set up by the Marquis.

On that occasion, a prince, sealed with magic, appeared.

That the emperor smelled the prince stripping him of his inheritance, and at the same time that the empress was advised to engage him, "Take responsibility and corrupt you too, common man".

That's it, not yet. It's hard to say he's the only one to blame.

The question is whether Leo can "disappear in grandeur if he becomes a commoner" or the quote that I thought, "Then disciple the prince and make him an orphanage workforce," just grandly, "Even if he is corrupted by the commoners, he is with us!" and proclaimed to the prince, "So don't worry!" It was in my mind.

'Um, idiot......!

Lena held her head to what was written in the letter.

But even more so was the sentence spelled out in a serious tone.

Hey, I can't deny I was on track, too.

Inside, just a little bit, I can't deny that I thought after the prince, or that I was treating the field kakashi again.

Anyway, it meant that the other person who had always wanted to imprison and execute me would lose power, so out of that sense of liberation, I tried to call him "Al Fong" or something.

But that shouldn't have happened.

Because the prince, who bumped into my attitude like that, detonated his magic powers and even handcuffed his ancestors with the legendary magic seal - seriously, I thought it would tickle -.

The anger-headed prince, restraining my arm and proclaiming again a life sentence of "never letting go again," as well as telling the king that the Empire would take over, saying, pulling me apart, reluctant, and dragging me out onto the balcony.

To expose this face to the people and make it difficult to escape.

I fought a lot, but I was no match.

Later, as you can see, Lena.

I'm so sorry.

My shallow choice has caused such a disaster, and I can't apologize...

After that, words of apology continue for a while.

but Lena didn't even look there.

'Otherwise hey hey hey hey!?

And I squeezed the note with my trembling hand.

Prince Alberto was not furious with the girl (Leonora), who had told the common man he was still with him, but rejoiced.

So, I don't know the details, but I'm sure his extra "push" must have aroused the prince more and more.

Perhaps saying "I tried to call you Al Fong" or something, as a result of the absurd action of the rumbling sealing magic, was arranged to feel like "Al...... (grunts)" and an increasingly courageous prince exploded his magic into it.

"Never let go again" is of course a proposal, a declaration of takeover is of course a statement of reign, and taking to the balcony is, of course, an introduction to the beloved woman.

Even Lena, who wasn't on the spot, said it was so easy to imagine, how could she be interpreting herself as if she were a rare person -!

"What is it!? Are you stupid? Are you an asshole? Isn't this guy missing about ten head screws!?

'Don't say it. It's a specification. He's terribly oblivious to favors and romances that can be directed at him. "

He stopped believing in those things.

To a word Bruno adds endlessly, Lena silences herself for a moment.

The orphanage children are all cheerful, rampant and stretchy - but at these moments, very occasionally, the shadows peek.

"... and I don't think it's the first time you've done that."

After grumbling, Lena pulled her mouth together.

Well, depending on what you think, you're also responsible for not letting Leo just put you back in the orphanage when he comes back.

I left myself to the extra sentiment.

After all, emotions, etc. only do evil.

If you at least explain properly that you are in love with the prince, or...

(... No, wait?

Lena thought so.

It's about Leo, like he was loved by the Spirit of Misunderstanding.

Again, that's not what I figured out about what happened.

Let's simulate, for example.

What if Leo finds out he's being favored, not hostile to the prince...?

(First of all, you'd be surprised. So, he's an idiot, so to be honest, you ask the prince directly, "You're lying about how you like me" or something. No, I'm sure it's going to be a terrible tone for an example. "Prince, I can't believe you like me... lying, right?" or something like that)

Lena froze her spine.

What a mistake maker.

I don't know what to say to myself, but if you ask me that in an appearance that tickles that craving for asylum, I can only be perceived as having been harassed in some way and doubted the prince's heart.

(So, "Why are you doing that...!" 'Cause I can't believe it, "or" I, the prince, can't believe you're supposed to love me, "and I said," How can you believe me, Leonora...! Come on......! "like... feel...)

Hereinafter, self-regulation.

I am not a romance novel enthusiast at all, but when I multiply the nature of a man who must be boiling in lust up to his brain with the nature of a distracted and seemingly aristocratic, I inevitably get an imagination in that direction as well.

(Jiu, you're twelve years old, and that's just such a deep development... you're not old enough to "marry" an old aristocrat custom! No, but they're Leo, and that's just not... That's why you don't know what unexpected things can cause!

When optimistic thinking comes to mind, the immediate horrible possibility overturns it.

Yeah, at least if you just untie the rumbling sealing magic... no, that's not what I could read about what the consequences would be. As much as we can talk about it, perhaps the scale of the mistakes caused will also increase. Or they will.

Output every input into a horrible mistake, that's rheo quality.

(How do I...)

I somehow put my gaze back on the note without thinking together.

There, as usual, was a serious tone, this time about future measures to launch.

After all, I think the biggest reflection of this one, or the source of the prince's anger, is that I fit into the prince's fiancée or something.

So to take things in the slightest direction, I thought, above all, that we should dissolve this engagement and quell the anger of the prince.

The quickest way is to go directly to the prince and ask him to "dissolve my engagement" -

'Stop, stop, absolutely stop! Damn, that wasn't the pattern!

Lena exclaimed.

If a girl who shouldn't have anything to do with it offers to dissolve her engagement, that would be "not sure she's loved" or "blackmailed" or taken in that direction would be Sekiyama.

Now it was even horrible to imagine what kind of action the prince, who seems to be motivated to get the girl's "love", would take it that way.

But that's just how Leo seems to hesitate to do it, too.

This is how the letter went on.

But to be honest, I don't have the courage to go directly to the prince right now and touch on the engagement.

Because the prince who resurrected his anger may snap my neck on the spot.

I'm so sorry about the chicken.

If possible, I would like to take an indirect approach.

'Indirect...?

With some relief, Lena frowns.

The point is, they have the soul guts to behave like their fiancée doesn't deserve it and have their engagement destroyed from the other side.

Lena continued loading, wondering if she knew a little about it.

I don't feel comfortable dyeing my hands in crime, but I still think that in this case, it's best to do what you shouldn't do as a person.

Whatever the case, when it comes to crimes that you shouldn't commit as a person, embezzlement into robbery. I'll run out of this.

So, I don't mind, but I'm wondering if it's a good idea, for example, to break into the prince's room and steal some jewellery.

I think if you aim for what you wear often, you will discover it faster and disengage faster.

Or embezzlement, which could mean spending the money they're going to pay in the future as an engagement settlement.

By the way, if you sneak that money around to the orphanage, everyone in the orphanage is moist and happy.

Lena, too, as a consolation, take a little (this is the biggest apology for me).

Lena was seriously considering the proposal until halfway there, but she came to the terrible pitfalls lurking there,

"Oh, my God, oh...!

and held his head again.

"What's up? In Leo's proposal, it seems decent. '

"It's not decent!

Lena had an exciting sip of Bruno, who was peeking into the letter from the side.

"First of all, the former. I'm your fiancée, so what a free pass to the prince's room." Breaking and entering "doesn't make sense in the first place. By the way," I take jewelry I wear a lot "can only be taken by cute babes, more and more like" I think I want someone I love "!

'Really...?

'Yes! I know......! That's what he's got, a horrible misfit!

Staring at the note, Lena continued.

"And the latter. It must be interpreted as" even the money set aside for me will be turned over to an orphanage donation, sweetheart girl ". Even the guy will try to make a sneak donation. But, you know, for some reason (...) there's such a development waiting to happen that it seems virtuous to have broken down and rather (...) tried to hide and donate. Absolutely!

Bruno said, "Don't wear too much...?," he tilted his neck, but Lena did not give way.

Because without those peripheral thought habits and patrols, even such a terrible "statue of the Virgin" could not have been possible right now.

- And it was something no one knew, but the reading was terribly accurate.

Lena, who made her emotions expensive, said, "Wow! When he shouted and slammed the note to the floor, he shook it and stomped it.

"By and large, the biggest crime that comes to mind is robbery and embezzlement, and it's mind-boggling! Normally, when it comes to crime, you would think that you were planning to assassinate a prince, or trying to overthrow a state through your neighbor. Ooh!?

'... that's the moment when a normal definition is asked'

Lena grabbed up Bruno's chest barn, which calmly scratched her.

'Mostly, Bruno! Why don't you take it a little more seriously, too! Yours! My best friend! Of a man! He's about to be my wife!? You were so messed up before, how could you be so flat!

'Cause it is.'

Bruno answered without letting his expression be microscopic, even though he was shaken by reluctance.

"People die when they're executed, but people die when they're married. Besides, last time Leo was just involved, but this time he's got something to do with it too '

…………

I'm not his guardian, he calmly added, and Lena unwittingly loosened the power of her hand holding his shirt.

I'm not sure if it's because it's a friendship between men or if their dating is hot and painful or dry.

Bruno looked out the window as he was ready to be freed.

I look up softly to taste the night breeze, and 'to it' I whine.

"I Don't Feel It's Time"

"It's not time...?

Somehow, feeling difficult to defy that tone, Lena unconsciously rebuffed the words.

Brown skin, obsidian eyes.

When he comes up with a serious look with a rare color in the Weitz Empire, it is oddly compelling.

Yes, it's more like when you face a warrior - like when you put a spiritual experiment obvious mentor in front of you, intimidating.

Bruno spinned his words pale as he threw his gaze at the stars spreading out the window.

"Nature's flow is unshakeable and magnificent. The palm of fate is enormous, and no one can escape it. Those who try to swim against the stream suffer unnecessary wounds and drown '

'... what...?

Somehow, when I felt a disturbing chest noise and Lena squealed like that, Bruno put his expression back - but it still didn't change that he was faceless - but he continued.

'No, so. Anyway, even if we work hard right now, if they summon us again, it'll be the same thing, right? Throughout the year, or when he's twelve, it's no use doing anything. And I hate futility. If he kidnaps you after he's thirteen, it'll only take one shot.'

"- What, that kind of thing?

The point is, it stinks.

I said it in a big way, so I thought I'd set it up.

With a relieved, annoying, and odd feeling, Lena picked up a note that hit her with emotions.

It was also to delude myself, who became nervous without a pattern.

'I think so, too, but the other guy's the big dumb moneyguard who made things worse this far in only two weeks, huh? At least I have to hit my hand so it doesn't get any worse.'

With bumps and stupidity, Lena was only feeling a little, her mind was getting lighter.

Even so, I thought I'd have to do something about it now, but in about ten months, no matter how I escape, I'll be re-summoned to the college.

But on the contrary, it means that there is a respite for that period.

Instead of arguing about opening up everything right now, for one thing, if you can figure out a way not to make things any worse, that's fine.

The margin of just a little birth allowed Lena to regain her usual sober thoughts and her temper.

In the eyes that looked at the night sky until earlier, the usual cheerful expression now comes to mind, and the whirlpool of thought begins to roll around in the brain behind it.

'First of all... work to make sure the level of security around him doesn't increase any more... wait, more importantly, we need to hit him with our hands so he doesn't make any extra moves. Think of all the maneuvers over here, just keep your mouth shut and breathe to him, about it...'

Bruno looks at Lena with an intriguing look at her hands on her lips and takes her seriously.

"-Lena."

"What? I'm a little busy right now, will you come back later?

"No."

He seemed to lift the edge of his mouth just a little bit.

Leo's faulty, and you're gonna help him wipe his ass? - It's sweet. "

"Nah......"

Lena interrupted her thinking and quickly glanced at her opponent.

"That kind of hot and painful interpretation, will you stop!? I'm nothing, I'm not being nice or anything, I simply can't help it, I guess, because if I'd let that fool do it, I'd see things worse...!

"Maybe, you're gonna carry it all on your own, wipe your ass."

'No!'

Lena made her mouth a letter to Bruno, who wouldn't hide what seemed unusual and pleasant.

No, it's not.

Definitely not.

I'm not trying to run for Leo, I'm just trying to clean up all the things I caused.

It's the same reason my boss suffers from Leo's demerits.

That's the responsibility, and my men don't have the ability to do that, so they do.

If I had chosen words about how to disprove this, faceless bastard stained with such crappy values as friendship, Bruno would have called me sooner than that.

"Hey, Lena."

"-... what?"

"Why don't the Emilios call you" brother, "you know?"

Why are you giving me such a question now?

As usual, you illegible bastards of context, while thinking, Lena returned it on the top of the Buddha.

'That's because you don't think you're "brother" about me.' Cause I'm someone else in red who hates me. '

"You're half right, half off."

Bruno, shaking his shoulder delightfully, picked up the candlestick he had left on the floor and headed for the door.

That's how I looked back in front of the exit,

"Those guys. I don't know if I should call you" brother "or" sister. "

Yes, I told him.

…………

Lena goes out of her mind.

I saw her trying to get the only light in the room taken away, but I couldn't say anything, and Bruno continued.

"Well, aside from which one is more accurate, you're a fine" brother "now that you're in a hurry for taking responsibility. Orphanage-style."

That way, I blow out the candle fire all the time.

Tell her there's no fire.

I only shoot the starlight, leaving the dark room,

"Get back to your bedroom now. Emilio and the others care while you pretend to be asleep. '

Bruno added that.

That way, only the hustle and bustle from the outside pours in, in the dark room.

"What, it..."

Lena, reddened to the edge of her ear, shrugged pompously.

Yourself, "brother"?

You take Leo's life, his brother's share of the orphanage, and you can't control the quote, the situation, yourself?

(Isn't it a horse deer? That's not the place to say, "I don't think you're my brother.")

- Leo. It's all Leo's fault.

Lena lowered her eyebrows and stuffed Leo, who was not here.

His disciples are stupid under the influence of the weather, because he's a good person, and he's a stupid person to believe in.

Friendship, fellowship, etc. isn't a lot.

Says it's a horrible emotion that's hot and bitter, sticky, and corrodes a person's ability to think, but now.

'Till my head, it's gonna rot...'

The leaked voice was surprisingly, pitifully, myself.

Lena crouched on the spot, scratching the wooden floor with her face nodded to her knees.

She didn't really know what she was trying to scratch off herself.

Hannah orphanage.

This is a horrible place.

In exchange for telling us something important, it corrupts reason and replaces a person's spirit in a terrible direction.

(We need to get back to where we came from...)

Otherwise, your values will be polluted to irrevocable levels.

Quote - Never again, if I don't want to give this seat to you, I think.

Eventually, when Lena looked up, she instantly glanced at the star through the window.

'I'll help you, help me....... Fool Leo'

The magnificent and unwavering stars had only returned a glowing light.