Tearmoon Empire Story

"... what? Am I the harvest thanksgiving dancer?

Suddenly, Meer tilts her neck.

The day after the dinner party, Ragna, who had visited the room, said at the opening.

"Mia, could you join us in a harvest thank-you dance?

Somehow, to Ranya, who said so with a serious face, Meer leaned her neck unexpectedly.

"But wasn't that..., an act that was only allowed to the Princess of Perugia?

Offering God gratitude for the harvest is what the Princess of Perugia, who leads the people and directs the harvest, should do. Weren't we talking about that? and Meer tilts her neck. but......,

"Normal dance is, but actually, there is a dance that invites a guest named" Marebito's Dance ". It's a special dance when you have a guest…"

"Hmmm..."

Meer arms up and gets smaller.

- So it is true that the princess of Tiermoon, the great power of the neighbouring country, is coming, my dear guest, does that mean...?

For once, I'm convinced of that...

"But can I do it? I don't know what kind of dance..."

"Meer, you'll be fine. Because it's a dance step that I've been advised to take before…"

"Oh, that happened too..."

Meer, who is good at dancing (only), has once been consulted by Ranya.

Every year, I had to do a harvest thanksgiving dance at Thanksgiving, but it was hopelessly rhythmic.

At that time, it was very difficult… I remember Meer.

"Besides, Mia wanted you earlier than planned. I think we have plenty of time to practice."

The festival's production is in seven days, so you can practice slowly until then.

"Hmm, well, if that's what you mean..."

Meer, who is good at dancing (only), is not particularly worried about remembering choreography, etc.

Plus, Tatiana tells me to exercise.

- Even at the festival, you're sure to eat a lot, so it's important to consume it in your dance practice.

And, there, Meer comes to mind.

"That's right. Hey, Mr. Ranya, would you mind if I joined Belle for that dance practice? I'm not saying put it up for real..."

Like Meer, he has been an overeating bell for a lot since he came to Perugia.

If you don't let him exercise, he could be like a sharok......

"Yes. I don't mind. Uh, Mr. Bell is on the edge with Mr. Meer, right?

"Yeah, it's not... It's my sister."

For a moment, Meer, the way you say it, and the word 'sister' that came out. So, as if he had guessed everything, Ranya nodded.

"Okay. If you have a connection to Tiermoon's Imperial Room, rather, you might want to come out for real. It is also said that the dance of Malevito used to be performed by around ten people. If you want to take part in the practice and it looks ok..."

"... to? Um, Meer, your sister, me too?

The center of the room, a bell swayed by a hammock stretched between columns and columns, jumped up in surprise......,

"Ha ha."

I rolled off of it......

Meer, who returned from Sharoke's hospital room last night, was swayed loosely by a hammock and found Belle sleeping comfortably.

"... I can't eat anymore, Sister Meer"

and so on...... he had a really satisfying grin.

When I looked at him, he turned on his bedding and had a slightly cute navel peeking at him.

"Oh man... you look serious in the princess of a great power..."

By the way, Meer's sleeping minister isn't so bad. Sometimes, as much as I go into Anne's bed by mistake (... when I hear a suspicious conversation, etc.)

Anyway, who exactly does that resemble..., etc., whilst twinkling, Meer tried to fix Belle's clothes for you..., I noticed.

That adorable belly is a little bloated!

"... such a delicious thing, I've never eaten it. Whatever it is, they'll eat it, they'll eat it."

In good time, I can hear Bell's sleeping words.

Oh, this child inherits the same abominable and sweet curse as herself, and Meer realizes.

A curse that delicious food will be eaten infinitely..., a curse of the devil that will erode your body in the future.

But now Meer knows how to circumvent that curse.

Yes, exercise! Regular life!

"You have to let Bell exercise too..."

For Meer, who was burning with such a sense of purpose, the offer from Ranya was a boat to cross.

"Belle, you have to exercise hard for what you eat. Practice dancing with me."

In response to Meer's words, Belle gets up a little. Then I said in a good position.

"Yes, I get it! Aunt Meer, if that's what your sister said, I'll do my best."

It is a very honest bell.

"Oh, but I don't even have time for production anymore, so I also need to cut my time studying with Dr. Ludwig..."

"... do that. We'll see you cry later, won't we?

It is a very tight bell.

"Ugh, Meer sister, I knew it was a ghost..."

Meer sighs small at Bell, who cries as soon as possible.

- This child..., if it was about your father, I would easily take it off my hands, and it would be horrible... Is this what you call a demonic woman...?

It was Meer who felt a little complicated.