Shinario-dōri ni Taijō Shita no ni, Imasara Nan no Goyōdesu ka?

"You're Miss Cristiane?

Kind to the voice that speaks to me that way.

"Yes, Mr. Aerme introduced you, in Cristiane"

"After all, was it? My name is Coatie, and I've heard more from Alume. There are no difficult cases today, so I think you will be asked to take a look at your daily work, there may be some parts that are a little boring, thank you."

"Yes! Thank you!

Momentum said, Master Courty leaked a funny smile.

"You get tired when you're in so much momentum, pull out your shoulders. I'll introduce you to my boss, only then."

That's what you can say, and I finally lose a little shoulder strength. Although I hadn't noticed it myself, I was apparently quite nervous.

Encouraged by Master Courty, he walks down the corridor of the Royal Castle, listening to an overview of the work of the City Clerk.

The royal castle is luxurious and brilliant everywhere I've seen, but this second floor is calm with a beige pattern in tannic blue.

For the first time, I learned that the parts of the Royal Castle that can be seen from the inside, even the conditioning, lights, and window frames, are chic, and that the parts of the Royal Castle that are used for clerical duties have an easy environment to concentrate in.

Master Courtie stops in front of the poking door in the hallway, where he bends the corner many times even upstairs and walks to twist.

"This is the room where we city officials mainly carry out our duties. This snowdrop is the mark."

If you look closely, the pattern of the door symbolizes the flowers of the snowdrop.

According to Courtie, each of the Royal Castle rooms has its own pattern of flowers, animals, and so on, which distinguishes the room.

If you put on a sign or something, it's not beautiful, and that seems to be why it's so ingenious. It was an amazing aesthetic.

"Come on, I'm coming in. My boss is waiting for you inside. Smile."

Courtie's voice gives me courage and gently knocks the door open.

At the window, a gentleman was standing. I looked out the window. I looked back, but I can't see your face in the backlight.

As I slowly proceeded to walk this way, I finally saw its shape.

He strokes his short silver-gray hair with a chicken and wears a suit that was perfect for his body. Though not as tall as Master Courty, he was a very nice, skinny odyssama.

"This is Mr. Mist, the one who told your father behind the scenes is actually Mr. Mist."

I was very convinced by Lord Courty's words.

My father was a little surprised to forgive me this time strangely and immediately when I asked him to do it before.

That and this must be because this lovely gentleman, Chief Mist, persuaded your father in advance.

"Hey, you're the odd lady who wants to be a city marshal, right?

Deep baritone voice sounds.

The voice sounded so subtle that it was amusing, delightful.