My Pet Is a Holy Maiden

Next up in the tiny metal noise was the great cheer of the gathered crowd.

The words of Tatsumi's proposal, like Giuseppe's, the wizard of the (wind) flies its voice.

For this reason, the people gathered in the chapel understood what Tatsumi had said to Calcedonia.

But the great cheer raised by the people was not because Tatsumi proposed to Calcedonia.

The reaction Calcedonia showed to Tatsumi's words of proposal. That was the reason for the great cheer of the people who were here.

"Oh me and...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

As soon as Tatsumi uttered the word, Calcedonia took away the sanctified water in her hand - no, she threw it away and jumped in without showing a bare gesture of thinking for a moment.

To Tatsumi's chest.

And I nod silently and again in tears as I rub my forehead against Tatsumi's chest.

Naturally it is clear to those gathered what that attitude of Calcedonia means, even without words.

The Virgin responded to a proposal from an exotic youth.

People accidentally cheered for that fact.

On the altar of the chapel, towards two people who snuggle together perfectly, watched by the Supreme Priest of the Savaive God, patron saint of marriage.

Predicting that Calcedonia's feelings had settled, Tatsumi gently pulled her body apart just a little.

"I... still, come here. The sun is shallow. So because I don't really know how to get married over here... uh, that... I'd like to do it my way from here on out... and of course, I have Mr. Giuseppe's understanding attached."

If Calcedonia turns her attention to her grandfather, Giuseppe nods graciously.

To tell the truth, the wedding in Largofili is quite plain.

When Tatsumi told Giuseppe about the wedding in Japan before, Giuseppe showed great interest in it.

Perhaps, since then, Giuseppe has been thinking.

He wants to perform what Tatsumi called a Japanese-style wedding someday. And he wants to root for it in this country someday, too. It was also understandable to Tatsumi that Giuseppe, who liked surprisingly flashy things, thought so.

That's why we don't have to do that test case ourselves.

To be honest, I also have such thoughts in Tatsumi. But if Calcedonia is so happy to be here, I can also bear to feel somewhat embarrassed.

When Tatsumi thought so, two elderly female clerics approached them.

"As this young man said earlier, from now on the rites of these two marriages shall be performed according to the customs of his homeland. Calcedonia will marry this young man, Tatsumi. Then it can also be said that following the custom of the dowry is a natural accomplishment"

Giuseppe on the altar explains to the people gathered in the chapel.

While doing so, Calcedonia, still wet in tears, followed the chapel with two elderly clerics.

"From this, the bride will come back and get her costume ready. What, it's always time consuming a woman's discipline. Thank you all for waiting for me. [M] By the way, in Tatsumi country, they call it 'Oironaosi'."

A laugh rises from the audience at the words of Giuseppe, who joked.

Technically, I wouldn't call Calcedonia a color change right now. However, Tatsumi thought it might not be too far away if it didn't hit him, and that it would not be necessary to reproduce the Japanese style so strictly.

In the first place, Tatsumi herself is not so familiar with the wedding procedures.

He's just a high school student in Japan, too. I had very few relatives, so I didn't even get to go to the wedding.

Being waited for awhile.

When the entrance to and exit from the chapel opened again, the people there accidentally swallowed their breath.

Like the young man waiting on the stage, there was a woman wearing a uniform dress in white with unfamiliar designs.

Platinum hair is intricately tied up, and the lace veil adorns the hair.

The chest opens wide and the rich breasts of the woman are highlighted with a deep valley peek, but there is no nasty disgust there.

Skirts with plenty of drape and lace flutter from thin bracketed hips to feet. The jewels and costumes that are praised everywhere sparkle the magical light that is lit all over the chapel.

A long, laced bag to the top of the elbow on a thin arm. Holding in its hand is another bouquet that Tatsumi is familiar with but not seen in this country.

For the first time, people see pure white costumes - dressed in wedding dresses - without words about the beauty of the bride.

There are no wedding dresses in this country, in the Kingdom of Largofiri.

There is no custom to prepare costumes for weddings, although we dress up during marriage rituals.

The ritual is also truly simple, if you swear to God that you will marry, and the bridegroom and bride will bear witness to your marriage. If you wear ear decorations, that's it. Marriage is deemed to have been formed by replacing each other's ear ornaments if they are engaged and putting them on the opposite ear.

The ritual itself is that far away, after which banquets are held at home, in the tavern, etc., with family and friends. That was the general wedding in this country.

Most recently, even in Japan, the ceremony of Shinto may end lightly, and the reception may often be flashy.

People in this country who don't know what a bridesmaid costume is, had accidentally nailed their eyes to Calcedonia in a wedding dress.

Escorting the bride to the stage is her brother-in-law tawload dressed up. I suppose it was originally the role of Giuseppe, my adoptive father, but this time this role was turning to my brother-in-law because Giuseppe would perform the ceremony.

With her face down, the bride walks slowly through the chapel escorted by her brother-in-law.

People just zero their sighs at the bride's pure white costume and her own beauty, which passes too far in front of them.

Eventually, the bride arrives on the waiting stage for the bridegroom.

Calcedonia dressed in a wedding dress and standing in front of herself. Tatsumi stared at her.

Calcedonia tilts her neck at Tatsumi not saying anything. Tatsumi also realizes about it and finally opens his mouth.

"... Calse is beautiful after all"

"Huh?"

"I first met Calse when I first came to this country... and since then I thought Calse was beautiful... but I can't believe Calse in a wedding dress is so beautiful... and I can't believe that such a beautiful Calse is my bride... honestly, I still can't believe it"

Calcedonia unexpectedly turns bright red after receiving Tatsumi's overly straight-ball compliment directly from the front.

But soon she smiled fluffily.

"What are you saying? Since I was born... no, not from my husband before I was born"

"Yeah, I was. Calse was my calse from the beginning."

Only two conversations echo in a chapel that quietly returns.

At this time, Tatsumi and Calcedonia had completely forgotten all about each other.

That our conversation now is delivered to every corner of this chapel by the Wizard of the Wind.

Later, Bath and Jaddock asked me about this, and I was stunned with embarrassment, Tatsumi, but that was a little later.

In addition, Giuseppe, who had secretly recorded this scene with a magic seal, gave it to me for the wedding anniversary and its magic seal, and it was later that Tatsumi, who saw it, would again be smothered.

Furthermore, today's scene will be left in later life by the bards and actors as a performance under the title "Marriage of the Virgin", but it was again later that the present exchange between Tatsumi and Calcedonia will be passed on to future generations as the most famous scene of "Marriage of the Virgin".

Marriage rituals-- No, the wedding is going well.

Giuseppe's dialogue, the executor of the ceremony, etc., is almost familiar with Japanese weddings, however slightly different.

Regarding this, it seems that a thoughtful meeting was held with Giuseppe even between Giuseppe and Elle, whom Tatsumi introduced.

I have had my own wedding experience, and I would say that Elle's knowledge of attending an acquaintance's wedding also helped me to the fullest.

And finally, the wedding celebrates the biggest mountain range.

Speaking of the Largofiri wedding mountains, that is an ear decoration replacement that bears witness to your marriage.

However, this time, the Japanese style means that the ear decorations will not be replaced.

Tatsumi took a small box out of his nostalgia as he turned to Calcedonia.

What size, small box wrapped in a fine bristle cloth to ride on the palm. This is also familiar to Tatsumi, who is Japanese, but the people of Largofiri are the first to see it.

Tatsumi opens a small box for Calcedonia to show.

"... ring... is it?

As Calcedonia put it, in the box are two rings of the same design, large and small.

"Yeah. In my country, wearing a ring to your left hand pharmacopoeia is a sign of marriage."

Two simple rings made of platinum and not particularly decorated.

Unlike engagement rings, wedding rings often do not have treasure stones or small gems embedded in the ring.

There are theories about this, but it is also said that the jewels popped up because they interfere with everyday chores and other things.

"Come on, Calse. Left hand out."

"... Yes"

Calcedonia, which offers its forehead and left hand to Tatsumi. Tatsumi gently held his hand and gently pushed the little man's ring into his thin finger.

Of course, there is no such thing as different sizes. The area is well researched in advance.

Platinum rings gleam hard at the roots of my left pharmacopoeia, and Calcedonia is unintentionally fascinated by its brilliance.

"Now Calse... will you put a ring in me?

"Yes… of course"

Calcedonia took the big man's ring and inserted it into Tatsumi's left hand pharmacopoeia finger.

A ring of the same design that shines on Tatsumi and his left hand. The unspeakable joy boils down to the heart of Calcedonia who sees it.

"Calse... is this a curse?

"Curse......?

"Yes. Now Calse can't escape the curse of me. I'm not going to miss Calse either. I mean... Calse has put a curse on me that I won't be able to break forever."

At first it was a proper facial calcedonia, but I understood what Tatsumi was trying to say and let those red ball-like eyes overflow with tears again.

Of course, that's never cold tears.

"... Yes. If you are such a happy curse...... I will gladly be cursed. But... I put the same curse on my husband, don't I?

"Oh, I don't mind. If I were to curse Calse, I'd be happy to take it."

Neither, the two leaned closer… and touched their lips and lips together.

Until then, Giuseppe, who was silently watching the interaction between the two, declares to the gathered audience.

"Now, at this time, these two have become husband and wife! This was also recognised by the Savaive God, and this couple's bond will not be forever broken in the future! Come on, bless you two young people once now!

At the same time as the end of Giuseppe's words, the bells of the Temple of Savaivo echo a majestic tone.

And the people who were there also cheered and rang their hands as loud as the bell sounded.

Thus.

Tatsumi and Calcedonia, sunny and conjugal with the blessings of many people.

Though it was the lips that let go, the statue of the god of Savaive watches silently over the two people who still hold each other tight.

It was later spoken of by those who participated in this ritual that the idol, which was usually supposed to be faceless, was somehow only very kind on this day.