The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

"Were you here?"

"... Oh, is that Mr. Coata"

Through the main entrance of the splendid gateway, the Hotel Larchia main building garden is located on the left hand side of the road that leads to the Hotel Larchia reception. The flowers of the season soothe the bloomers. It is called the Garden of Whispers because they are commonly used when people talk about love. It's one of the most popular spots in Hotel Larchia.

"I was looking for you, Mr. Scion"

Sitting on the lawn in the garden, Kota also lowered her hips next to Klaus, who looked out at the night sky. He shifted his gaze to Hirota and immediately returned his gaze to the night sky. He took his consent to Klaus and looked up at the night sky as well.

"... the moon is beautiful"

……

"Mr. Coata?

"Excuse me, because 'the moon is beautiful' is synonymous with the confession of love in my country. I'm glad you're feeling... sorry, I don't have a hobby."

Klaus turns his eyes round like he was surprised by Kota's response and turns his usual soft grin into a bitter laugh.

"Maybe I was thinking a little bit about Mr. Coata."

"Really?

"I was wondering if you wouldn't tell me a joke."

"He thinks he's a tough guy, about me?

"Yeah, with all due respect,"

Kota returns this one with a bitter smile in reply to a bitter smile.

"... sorry"

Eventually.

"What is it?

"I've shown you an ugly place."

Potty and Klaus opens his mouth.

"Mr. Zion was quite surprised." I can't believe that warm Klaus exposed his emotions so much. "

"Do you despise?

"Contempt?"

Turn the smile into a painful look.

"... that's what I said to Velour"

"... oh"

While scratching his cheeks as usual, Hota reinforces the colour of his bitter laughter.

"Well, it's not a very good thing... but I don't know what's going on around here."

"Really?

"I don't really like the way you say 'when money is involved'"

Bankers, especially those involved in loans, are slapped into one belief after entering the bank.

"Get along with your customers. But don't get too close to your customers. '

Banks are an industry that keeps people's money and does business with the sheath of interest that lent it to them. It is often said that 'banks give umbrellas on sunny days and take umbrellas away on rainy days'. It is out of the question, such as deciding on the availability of a loan on the basis of mere facts rather than lending money that is not my own money, and I need you to prove on some basis - that is, that 'the money will be returned'. That, too, in a way that is objectively convincing to everyone.

"... Sometimes I say that, when I can catch up"

The banker I've been friends with suddenly said, 'President, sales are dropping. Please offer me some radical solution. Otherwise, I can't lend' em. The president they say will be hard, but even the banker they say is hard. The president curses me, "I knew the bank would be on a sunny day," and I get stuck ungrateful, blamed, and thrown out of the company for all the cursing noise I can think of. To the president we have been close to, is. I'm not a robot without blood or tears, even a banker.

"It's not that I don't have any experience, and I don't know what it feels like to say about it. But I think you should apologize sooner."

The words I said when I got angry, I corrected them inside and they are hard. Because emotions don't convince me, even if I know by reason. And words of this kind are often more and more difficult to correct as time stands.

"... right. I'm gonna go apologize to Velour."

"Well, you forgive me for saying what I said, Mr. Velour."

"... I hope so"

Say so, meditate for a while.

"... a little, can we talk back in the day?

I returned my gaze to the sky and opened my mouth.

"... go ahead"

"We talked about me being an adopted son, didn't we?

"Yes."

"My parents run a small hotel in a city called Laura, Did you know about Laura?

"Sure, it was The City of Gambling, wasn't it? The only public gambling allowed in Flame."

"That's right. My parents' hotel was originally a branch of Hotel Larchia... but in my grandfather's stead, I have a history of independence from Hotel Larchia"

"Hotel Larchia's branch, is it? Then you have the right history."

"I hope so"

That's what I said, smile bitterly.

"... Laura is a tourist destination, and a gambling city. Even security wasn't as good as Larkia's... well, there was a fight between drunks. Especially since my parents used to deal with 'that kind of' guests and use the first floor of the hotel as a liquor store, fighting was a routine tea meal."

"I don't think it was a branch of Hotel Larchia, it was"

"My grandfather himself was never a good bareback person either. Drinking, hitting, buying, he seemed to be a reasonably three-beaten human being. While I lived in Laura, I often went to Parsena to see her."

Make the smile a little stronger.

"Dear Adolph... The chairman of Hotel Larchia now seemed to like such a thing about his grandfather, and he used to come and visit me at my parents' house. Always slacks on a crisp jacket. Wear a glued shirt and a medium soft hat on your head."

Like this, he puts his left hand against his head and pushes the door open with his right hand to show it.

"When Master Adolphe comes in slowly as Cowbell rings Karan, Karan, the atmosphere of the entrance that has been wrapped up in the hustle and bustle will change. The silence fills the place, and through that silence the shoe snails and Master Adolph walks up to the counter. It's like watching a single relief… I guess it means something like that."

Show me your distant eyes, as you miss the past.

"I was overwhelmed by the charisma that such Adolph's, the top management of Hotel Larchia… I was overwhelmed by, and admired by, Adolph's sophisticated tricks, his clothing, his work, everything. Makes me think I'm a 'well-dressed man' in my child's mind and want to be like this guy at some point... in that way"

- At the same time, my own father couldn't help but look 'miserable'.

"... I am now aware that I am saying terrible things. But at the time, I couldn't stand my father. Not a sophisticated, well-dressed man like Adolphe, crude, gutsy, gladly intruding into a fight between customers, stirring up booze like a bath. It seems to me that my charm as a human being is lacking."

And.

"I don't like it... I had no choice"

……

"Dear Adolphe, the opposite, while running the same profession as his own father. With that difference intact, it seemed to be the difference between Laura's lodging and the world's crowning Hotel Larchia. Why am I the child of this house? Why wasn't I born a child of Hotel Larchia? I thought for the rest of my life I'd live as the manager of this tiny, filthy hotel... and I couldn't help but hate it."

So.

"... when I was, seventeen. Adolphe's use came from Hotel Larchia. 'If you want, why don't you move on to the University of Larchia and work at Hotel Larchia any day?' and"

In the night sky full of heaven, look up and smile - smile like a child, show me.

"... I was glad. I live as a superior hotel person from now on. It's a scorching goal, a goal, and I can work under the person that I want to be like this one day, and it even gives me a place to study. I'm glad to think so, I'm glad... I'm glad, I'm not happy."

Really, really happy.

"... On the first day about Hotel Larchia, I was told." You're lucky, "he said."

……

"I myself nodded with a full grin because I thought I was lucky"

He smiled bitterly, not realizing it was ironic.

"Much different from Hotel Larchia, but still, for once, even I am the son of a hotelman. I thought I was learning basic job descriptions and a whole lot of courtesy. I told Master Adolph, 'You just have to concentrate on your studies'... but I still wanted to work. I want to be like Adolphe as soon as possible..."

You know what, Mr. Coata, and.

"What, what?

"At Hotel Larchia, you say no to chips."

"That's unusual, it's"

"Hotel Larchia is meant to provide the best service. The idea is that there is no need for chips because we have received sufficient consideration for the service."

Kota twists his neck just a little to Klaus' words.

"I thought Chip meant something to thank you too. Isn't it rude to say no the other way around?

"I don't deny that idea either. But."

That is the 'tradition' of Hotel Larchia, he said.

"... it's the 'tradition' of Hotel Larchia. That's it with a chip. The way you serve food, the way you guide your guests, the way you talk to them, that's completely different from the hotel in my house. Any common sense I have ever learned does not work. That's the place."

……

"At Hotel Larchia, I was scorned as a 'country man'. I was scolded for not fitting the 'character' of Hotel Larchia. of Hotel Larchia, working as part of it, without 'qualification' … yes, I was mocked"

Klaus vomited with a long breath.

"I'm scared, Mr. Coata."

Like whining, softly.

"Scared?"

"I am afraid to disparage the tradition of Hotel Larchia. I am afraid to tarnish the pride of Hotel Larchia. Afraid to scratch the Hotel Larchia sign. Continuing with continuous cotton, I am afraid to paint that page of the history of Hotel Larchia with mud. Scared and scared..."

I'm afraid to make new decisions.

"... it's been ten years since I've thought about all that. Sometimes I just start to live by asking people about their complexion. To the person that Hotel Larchia deserves, not to degrade the sign of Hotel Larchia, to be such a person... I thought so"

I may say that Klaus Burkhardt's efforts are commendable. Just a year. After just one year of study, he enters the Royal University of Larchia. The seating itself was never a good thing, but the human being admitted to the Royal University of Larchia is not only a talented person in the Kingdom of Flame, but also in other countries. Even in the last seat, just hooking up is fine enough.

"... In Larchia's life I must have acquired a way of living in 'peace'. Don't let me stand out in the countryside, don't let me out in the countryside. Don't be angry, don't make a scene, don't say no to unpleasant things, always laugh Nico like no one hates you, don't spit poison, don't give opinions, don't make accusations"

……

"... Velour is a smart person. Perhaps that's how I laughed and laughed at Nico all the time... even realizing she was alive 'falsely'. That's what I said."

I'm sure... I thought that was the real deal.

"... no. Maybe that's who I am."

"Mr. Klaus."

"... let's get back to it. That's how I decided to live Hotel Larchia in order to preserve its tradition, pride and signs. If you have a paved path, walk over that paved path. If a stone is falling on the road, you will avoid passing through it. But… but I don't want to go off the sidewalk until I risk getting my clothes dirty"

As surprising as it may seem, there are many things that employ more presidents and have stronger thoughts about 'tradition' and 'pride' than the founding clan. From the founder, not. than the founding clan.

It is even questionable whether it is appropriate as an example, but after prejudging - the third general of Tokugawa Shogun, Tokugawa Jiakuo, said he declared before the people gathered in the Great Hall that 'the rest are born generals'. It is not true that Lord Jia Guang made the heavens and the Tokugawa Shogun contempt, but "thoughts" and "visions" about the heavens were probably stronger because Jia Guang admired him as "Dada's Father's Palace".

It is not hard to imagine that Jia Guang would have had a strong perception that being born general, or 'under heaven', is Tokugawa's, and pulled, is his thing, and that he would have been raised as his heir, except for a time when he was a child. Taking it to Lord Jiayuang like that. What is under heaven would have been his own thing of 'being and being normal'.

The "appearance" that succeeded has no feelings of "being and being normal". Because there is none, there are often patterns that make tradition and pride other important things. There was no such thing as "tradition" or "pride", but it came down and sprung up. Because it's hard to have, 'thank you', it's a shame to let go of what you got rather than lose what you originally had at hand... well, it would be common.

"Take the paved path, is it"

"Yes."

"Personally, I don't think it's paved?

The management of Hotel Larchia at the moment is by no means luxurious. Either way, it's a bumpy road.

"... Still,. Still, I want to keep 'tradition' and 'pride'"

"... Hmm"

Hands on his chin, Hirata slips his gaze to Klaus, eyes on the night sky behind him and the hotel. In this continent of Orkena, where there are no electrical facilities, even at night, it is difficult to say but the magnificent appearance of the bright Hotel Larchia is ruled by sight.

"... my house was a Japanese confectionery... yeah, I was a confectioner making Yamate-style confectionery"

"... ho"

"It's not as good as the Hotel Larchia, but it's an old confectionery shop there... and it has some insides, but it tasted good, so it had some customers. I was trying to keep the tradition and not scratch the signs."

"I was?

"We have a cheap and delicious shop nearby. He's a competitor."

……

"My father, who is contemporary, was troubled. I'm not supposed to lose out on flavor, but my feet still go far away. My father made up his mind that my parents, who were going with me day by day, had a crucible in their childhood."

"... what?

"Western-style confectionery... let's make a treat like the one sold on the continent of Orkena,"

……

"It's an Orkena-style treat in the midst of not knowing how to make it or anything, even though it's the same treat. After trial and error, my father manufactured it and arranged it in stores. With nearly a hundred years of tradition and pride as a Yamate-style confectionery shop, our family was changing into a store that also handles Orkena-style confectionery, losing the course of the times."

"... so"

"Yes?"

"So... what happened to Mr. Coata's father's confectionery shop?

"With some rarity, our feet are about twice as good as before. I still run a big business."

"... Really?"

Klaus, who was listening to Kota, exhaled a long, cheeky breath, pointing his sad eyes at Kota.

"... thank you for sharing your valuable story"

"No, it's just an old story."

"But, Mr. Coata. I still don't want to bend myself when I hear that story. If you have abandoned tradition and pride, that cannot already be said to be Hotel Larchia. As I said, it must be necessary to take a new steering wheel. But..."

"Oh, wait a minute, please"

"- So... Huh?

"Please don't be rude. Nothing. My family didn't mean to abandon 'tradition', did they?

"... Huh?

Pokan, and Klaus, who opens his mouth and sees Hauta, can continue to wear words.

"Tradition and pride are property. There is no ton of demonstrations to throw away that property. There's no reason to throw it away."

"So, but Kota's parents left the system, which was a Yamate-style treat, and turned it into a store that also handles Orkena-style treats, right? Then the century-old confectionery store..."

"We did change our home from just a Yamate confectionery to a store that also handles Orkena confectionery. But that didn't mean I despised pride or tradition... well, as I said, I thought I'd abandoned tradition at first."

"Bye!"

"It wasn't. Mr. Klaus and I thought," Tradition. "

"... what does that mean?

"I thought it was tradition to deal with Yamate-style treats."

"Me, too."

"But it wasn't."

Take a breath.

"Our 'tradition' was' facing confectionery sincerely '"

"... Huh?

"Because it was a Yamate-style treat, customers weren't looking for our treats. Because it was a sincere attitude towards confectionery and customers, customers wanted our confectionery. And as a testament to that, there was our wrapping paper."

"... 'wrapping paper'?

"Guests who buy our sweets will be wrapped in their own wrapping paper. And 'face confectionery making sincerely' our wrapping paper is worth while"

"Value, is it?

"As a souvenir when I disturb you somewhere, you won't be ashamed to take a treat wrapped in our wrapping paper. It's not expensive like confectionery, and it wasn't the amount that made them pay attention, it was something they would love to take to any home."

"Did you bring me that treat over there? Glad! 'there is a thing called an iron plate product that pleases me. Among the surprisingly attentive hand and souvenir choices, it would be a human being who would want to choose a surer better than the uncertain vest.

……

"Sure, our house is no longer just a yamate-style treat making store. But I haven't lost the 'tradition' of working hard for every treat and continuing to make it without losing my hand, and the 'pride' of being definitely delicious for that treat."

He spoke so much and cut the words, and Kota looked at Klaus.

"I will now ask you, Mr Klaus. What exactly is the 'tradition' of Hotel Larchia?

"Hotel Larchia's... tradition... that's"

"Is it expensive? Is the food delicious? Is there an historic building? Giving the customer the status of staying at Hotel Larchia? Simply, just old?

……

"Come on, which one?

"Oh, that's"

"Come on."

But he wandered his gaze into the hollow like he was lost, and opened his mouth, and shut it.

"It's a customer."

I looked back at the voice I overheard from behind, surprised.

"... el? And Theon!

"'Providing the best service to our customers'. That is the tradition and pride of Hotel Larchia… that is the greatest strength of Hotel Larchia, brother"

Elle, who, as usual, stood upright and immovable, and Zion, who clad his cigarettes, were laid in sight.

"... el"

"Hotel Larchia is not a good place to be pricey. Hotel Larchia is not a good place for good food. Hotel Larchia is not a good place to have historic buildings. Hotel Larchia is not a good place to give status to the people who stayed there. Hotel Larchia is not good because it's old."

……

"Whether you are a royal aristocrat, president of a chamber of commerce, a dignitary of the country or an old couple who will use you as their own reward, you will equally be treated and served as a customer. No customer discriminates and no distinction is made to any customer. That is the starting point of Hotel Larchia. Hotel Larchia was not a 'luxury hotel' from the beginning. Before becoming a hotel for the Flame royalty, it was a hotel everywhere. But I believe that Hotel Larchia has always provided the best and greatest service possible at that time."

"... el"

"To make all our guests feel comfortable staying and provide wholehearted service. That's what Hotel Larchia tradition is all about."

Fix your gaze to Klaus.

"… that is Hotel Larchia's 'pride' to protect"

……

……

"... ha"

From the staring at each other often, with a bitter smile.

"... surrender, el"

As usual, Klaus turns that bitter smile into a soft grin.

"At some point, you've become so splendid"

"... Really?"

"I thought you were just a kid."

"... I am very dissatisfied with the treatment of children, brother"

"Oh, yeah."

"That's right. Elle, too, it's already seventeen. Children forever - oh, oh, my brother! Oh, that, my hand! Hands over your head! Phew... hey, what is it suddenly!

"Yeah? Oh, didn't you like being treated like a child?

"Yes, I didn't say I didn't like it, it's more like rising to heaven, what do you make me say!

"No, it's not like I made you say... Hands, should I get out of the way?

"Who told you to get out of the way! Well... it's been a long time since your brother stroked your head, so let me stroke you."

"Really? That's sweet of you to say... El, you have beautiful hair"

"Wow... I see. What is it? Suddenly! Well, hey, I'm glad you compliment me..."

"El? Your face, it's bright red, right? Cold?"

"On purpose!? It's on purpose, brother. Well!

"... what?

"... good day, Coata"

There was still a voice to be heard by Kota, who watched with a gentle and bitter smile, as if he had been stunned by such two couples of comic talent. Theon.

"Since when have you been watching?

"Klaus said, 'Can I talk to you a little back in the day? You're from around the beginning."

"Aren't you from the beginning, Sole! I wish you hadn't shut up and called me!

"It's been tough, huh? And stop El from trying to apologize for jumping out and sitting in the ground."

"That's... thank you for your hard work,"

"Uhm. Praise me."

"Yes, sir."

That said, I move my gaze from Kota, who gives me a frightened look, to the two of them who show how friendly they are.

"... can it be difficult to say the opposite if we're too close?

"... well, I won't deny it"

"For better or worse, Klaus was a 'mediator'. It would feel like a brother or sister to me or Velour."

"You're brothers and sisters in hand, that's"

"What? Wouldn't Kota be happy to have such a pretty sister?

"In change"

"... you're a rude guy"

Take a sigh, one.

"Even for El it is. Klaus was genuine... or no one could speak of weakness. I heard that he was coming here from Laura and that he was worried about the fate of Hotel Larchia..."

"Mr. Klaus, the 'brother's share', could not speak weakly inside," he said.

"Friends disqualified, but not this one."

"... one question,"

"What?

"Think that far. Did Mr. Scion bring me to Hotel Larchia?

Just a little bit, Kota sees Scion with a look of respect. Earlier he said his friend failed, but if he thought that far and brought Kota to The Foolish Listener, then Klaus could say he got a friend who was difficult to gain from it. If you don't take into account Kota's annoyance,

"There's no way. Just lucky."

"... right"

but too bad. Scion is Scion.

"Well, I thought it would be somewhat of a thread between men, and I thought it would be easier to have a coater who didn't know anything about it than us who knew better if they were going to make weak noises anyway... but I can see they were weak for the rest of the time. I didn't expect you to speak so honestly."

Talking that far, Futoshion turns his gaze to Kota.

"What?

"I've never known it before"

"What?

"Coata, were you the son of a confectioner?

"... is that you"

"Oh."

"Aren't you lying?

"Right, lie. So, that's it, huh? You'll inherit the confectionery shop in the future. Ugh, you're lying?

"Yeah. I'm the eldest son of my father, who's acting chief of the rubber division at a mid-sized trading company, and my mother, who's cashiering in a supermarket, me. I'm not that good at sweet stuff in the first place."

Kota tells Shion, who opens his mouth rarely with Pokan, that it is nothing.

"Well, then why are you lying like that!

"It's more credible to say," Someone told me, "than to say," Here's an example. "

Third-party discourse, the basic language of sales. Someone's experience is more credible than airborne theory on a desk.

"... that's more immersive in you, isn't it?

- That's what I'm saying.

"... I mean, that was all a lie, huh?

"Yes."

"The... I'm ashamed, I thought it was a true story?

"I guess so. I've been practicing like that."

"Is there even practice?

"Roleplaying," is the method. I see my boss and colleagues as customers and practice sales. Well, that being said, I've never made my own parents confectioners before. "

……

……

"... I don't know what to say... what was it? Your profession."

"Banker, is it?

"Oh, that's it. What do you mean," banker "? Is it a profession that deceives people?

"To a boulder. That's... well, not far away without hitting it, is it? It's a bunch of lawful con artists, the banks."

He sighed like a coward at Kouta, showing him with his shoulders flaunted, and Sion stared dissatisfied from the bottom.

"... you demon king"

"Though it is very heartfelt to be called the Demon King in Array. Besides, if you're lying about no one getting hurt, it's gonna be okay, right?

"You broke my heart!" Oh, have you summoned an important trail son? My chest crushes to the blame of my conscience! 'I almost thought so!

"Feel the blame for your conscience, even if it's not an important trail, as a person"

"I refuse!

"... I guess. You really don't have a brace, do you?"

Though he deliberately sighs and shows, Theon stretches his chest with grandeur. You just can't crush it with blame, and you have that pretty fine chest.

"... Mr. Coata"

Cartoon talent like that - I say no and put it down, but I don't mean to be hairy on Kota - to both of them, Klaus called out. Elle's cheeks next door are red rather than slightly level, but Kota doesn't care. I wonder if the saliva is dripping.

"Thank you for everything."

"I didn't do anything, did I?

"No... that's not true."

That's what I said, with a smile on my face.

"... the hotel industry is, after all, 'people'. Forget about such an important thing until you and Elle tell you..."

No, and.

"I didn't even know it was important."

That said, Klaus bows his head to Kota. In that appearance, Hota called out to Klaus like he was in a panic.

"Ku, Mr. Klaus! Oh, give me your head!

"... there are many people in Hotel Larchia who think like me. Never think that's wrong. Old things, the deliciousness of food, it's all not the charm of Hotel Larchia. And it's never wrong"

……

"But then we can't protect this Hotel Larchia. Even employees are 'people'. I have a duty to protect their lives."

"Mr. Klaus......"

"So, Mr. Coata, please lend me that help. Together with me, we help to preserve Hotel Larchia's 'tradition' and 'pride'."

Please, lend it to me.

At the same time as that word, Elle, who was listening behind him, bows his head at the same time.

"... please give me your head"

"Bye!"

"Originally, I meant to... and it's Zului. You know, if you two could keep your heads down."

You won't be able to say no, and Kota shows his shoulders flaunted with a bitter smile.

"... thank you!

"Good for you, Klaus. Thank you."

"... why are you acting like you took the head of a ghost?

"But there's still a problem."

"Um, are you listening?

"Klaus, what are you going to do with Velour? Velour must be the liver for this plan, right?

"... hey"

Klaus gazed with a little pity at Kota, who appealed to Theon so diligently.

"I know the lodging in Velour. I'm just gonna go."

"To apologize, huh?

"Apologize?"

To Theon's words, Klaus laughed.

"I need you to help me get my head down."