The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

Located along St. King's Street, the Burkhardt family mansion is roughly unparalleled within the king's capital, Larchia. And even so, it's never as wide as a fool, or as luxurious as waste. Purely, 'old'. Built by its founder, Nicker Burkhardt, when Hotel Larchia finally started on track, instead of rewarding itself, that mansion has been three hundred years since, and continues to engrave the glory of the Burkhardt family all along in the same place. The head of the Burkhardt family for generations also cares very much about this house, so much so that there is anecdote, for example, that Karl Burkhardt, the fifth generation, continued to refuse even if he had a request to receive it in the name of 'protection of cultural property' from the king of time. It is precisely the history of the Burkhardt family itself.

"... how will your father do?

"Shall I?"

Such a Burkhardt family living room. Adolf Burkhardt sat on the sofa in his room, drumming his beloved daughter's brewed tea. Such, in front of Adolf, who was having a relaxing time, Klaus, who likewise received tea from Elle and thanked him, turned his gaze to Adolf.

"... what's up?

"I just need to talk to you a little bit, Chairman"

"... are we talking about work?

"Yes."

After just a little frowning at Klaus' expression, Adolph shook his neck left and right in the wind he told him to do it.

"The trick to doing a good job is to switch it on and off well. Now's your private time, huh? If so, I don't want to talk about work in this place?

As if urging the other person, conveying it in a questionable form is only conclusive in fact. Adolf's 'decision', chairman of Hotel Larchia, to hit Klaus' father-in-law, and 'the Lord' of the Burkhardt family, is in fact as heavy as it is. Klaus immediately changed the subject to "I'm sorry," if usual, and is.

"... bend over there please... father-in-law"

To eat down at any time, to talk about work, but to call you 'stepfather'.

"... ho"

I'm just a little surprised by these two, and Adolph roars low so he doesn't put them on his face.

"... talk to me. Just ask, I'll ask."

"Thank you"

Just a little bit of interest. To that word of Adolf urging, Klaus happily places the cup of tea in his hand on the table as he loosens his cheek.

"… Mr. Cota Matussillo of Rondo de Terra came to visit today. Do you remember anything about Mr Matussillo, Chairman?

"I'm not that busy. Of course, I remember."

That said, Adolf sipped tea.

"... No, this isn't the exact way to say it. I'm not talking about where I remember it. I appreciate it. Beloit of the Searching Chamber of Commerce."

"Thank you, is it? Larchiana just moved out, didn't she?

"... you got great, Klaus? You want to try me?

"Excuse me, I'm on track"

Adolf sighs bitterly, too, at Klaus, who says so and giggles and shows, without as much wind as he cares about words. Even though "frightened" isn't out yet, Klaus's efforts to become a little bit "family" from her engagement to Elle are favorably reflected in Adolf.

"... because I didn't think I was in the 'critical' business from now on until I became general manager of the main building either. Mr. Cotta and Velour's idea was to cross the ship."

Until Kota came to visit, it was difficult to say how well Hotel Larchia operated in flattery. Under the influence of war, not. Originally, Hotel Larchia's finances crossed over a dangerous bridge.

"Hotel Larchia is not a lucrative business."

It's not like you're drooling over a deficit. However, it is still difficult to say that the most prestigious hotel on the continent of Orkena, "Hotel Larchia", is financially and physically a stone.

... Well, I want you to look at it even when you think about it. Hotel Larchia serves up to two hotel men per customer. Regardless of the corresponding "cost", it is easy to imagine that the proportion of labor costs as a percentage of sales will be high.

Of course, the hotel named 'Larchiana', a joint venture with Yuna Hotel, has only just begun to run and is still in a state where it has not improved the financial content of the painful Hotel Larchia. As Klaus puts it, Larchiana's profits are not accounted for at all. But that's not what Adolf appreciates.

"You need a 'person' to perform an exhaustive service. I'm not just a person, I have to 'know' Hotel Larchia. For this reason, we at Hotel Larchia must continue to have surplus personnel."

"Exactly. And" Larchiana "was the solution to the problem."

Due to the war, the Danieli branch of Hotel Larchia was painful enough to put the closure in perspective. Fortunately, although the end of the war spared the closure of the branch, that only fueled the problem and would not be a radical solution. It is a fatal problem when you say "labor costs" for Hotel Larchia, which has always had a surplus of personnel and still cannot fail to invest in human resources.

"It may be a good idea for employees with some experience to send it out to Larchiana once to see it. Turn Hotel Larchia with a combination of veterans and newcomers, while getting your training in Larchiana. A returning mid-level hotelier will now become a veteran and educate newcomers"

"Right. I have a job to do. Recruit a few more rookies."

Snort at Klaus' words and sip Adolf to bite off his tea. Hotel Larchia, which has been suffering from headaches for many years and still has no solution, has certainly eased considerably, even if it is not to say that as long as Larchiana continues to suffer from labor costs… it is gone. Whatever it is, you can hire me in Larchiana even if you have a surplus of employees in front of you. Besides, you can call them back when you need them. This can be taken to Hotel Larchia, plagued by chronic labor costs, and described as a pretty big 'reform'.

"... so? You even bothered to let me reaffirm the importance of Courta Matussillo. What kind of impossible challenge did you bring here?

"... have you noticed"

"It's up to me to understand... and then, let me tell you. The impossibility that Courta Matussillo brought is always about the 'right to issue currency', right?

Klaus' face stains a stunning color. To that appearance, Adolphe placed the empty cup on the side table, sighing just a little.

"Fix the habit of appearing on your face immediately, Klaus. Remember a little belly art."

"... I'm sorry to bother you. But... that, Chairman? Which way did you tell that story?

"This is still one of the nine-member committees. To a certain extent, I am complacent that I am ears fast"

"... Mr. Coata told you to keep it to yourself?

"I never meant it the way it was. You'll find out soon enough, and a lot of important stories aren't a big deal. Well, that's good. So? Courta Matussillo is' which '?

Wordless Adolph question. Still, there is a consensus between these two that makes sense.

"... who will transfer to Wang Fu, will be"

"... the Lottes"

That's what Adolph says. He puts his arms around him to think about it. He stared at Elle pouring tea into the cup where he was placed and finally opened his heavy mouth where Elle had finished pouring.

"... first of all, a reading. Klaus?"

"In Mr. Cota's story, four people are turning in favor of the nine-member committee."

"What's the breakdown?

"I imagine so."

"I don't mind. Say it."

"First, the Baumgarden Chamber of Commerce. It is within His Excellency Chancellor Lotte Baumgarden, and perhaps Baumgarden will turn in favour. Next, the Rote Chamber of Commerce"

"The inheritance is from 'I did it,' right there. Aim for reversal? Not a bad read. Anything else?

"Becker Trade Chamber"

"Reason"

"President of the Becker Chamber of Trade, sister of Alois Becker, since you are a lady with Erica, Duke of Rondo de Terra"

"Aloys' sister lover is a famous story. But you think Becker would be convinced? Whatever Aloise is, Bianca's a tough one, isn't she?

"But if you agree with the Four, the Becker Chamber of Trade is a must, isn't it?

"Why?"

"One thing is that if Mr. Coata were to take the story, it would only be there. When it comes to dealing with notes rather than coins, the profit from being treated by a purely high-handling Becker is immense, but another thing."

"... I see. The last one is...... oh, good. Probably Ritz."

"... I think so too. That one... is highly honorable."

"It's just stupid"

With all due respect, Adolphe sipped tea.

"What are the benefits to my Hotel Larchia?

"It would not be an exaggeration to say that in the history of the Kingdom of Flame, His Excellency Chancellor Lotte Baumgarden is a particular masterpiece. I foolishly believe that you have immeasurable advantages in being able to make a 'loan' to that person. At the same time, the Becker Chamber of Trade."

"What about the Rote Chamber of Commerce?

"That won't be the case if you feel owed elsewhere. Well... Chairman Antonio may not be."

"That man has a May fly in his brother-in-law. Enrique and... he wouldn't be indispensable for that kind of in-laws. Maybe less in direct return... well, it's not a bad idea to sell intangible favors"

Talking that far, Adolf turns his emotionless gaze to Klaus.

"So? What are the benefits to Hotel Larchia?

"… so earlier -"

"Well, let's change the way we say it. What the hell is the return you should get until you turn a coin into a note and let go of your right to issue a currency? Until now, the explanation is only indirect profit. By turning it into banknotes, can we at Hotel Larchia, for example, profit like the Becker Chamber of Commerce?

"... no. We take it to Hotel Larchia, and the manufacture of banknotes cannot be positive."

"Four of us on the nine-member committee would agree. I don't think Lotte Ong would throw up such a beneficial lie. But, Klaus? The nine-member committee is not the only one of our customers."

"... you're right"

"And I don't think you're stupid enough to know that."

That said, another sip of warmer tea.

"Well... based on what I've got, what the hell do you want to do?

"… I would like to accept this proposal"

"Reason"

"I seem to disagree with the Chairman's remarks, but I believe that there is no direct or indirect interest. More precisely, ultimately, if we at Hotel Larchia are going to moisturize, we can do both."

"It makes sense. Go on."

"As I said earlier, this proposal will come from the King's Palace… precisely from His Excellency Lotte. The chairman will have no objection that he is a masterpiece, and I believe that accepting his proposal would be of great benefit to our hotel Larchia."

"People are dying, Klaus. Do you think Lotte Ong is doing well at all times?

"People die, but the facts don't. I accept your proposal, Lotte."

"... the King's Palace is a whole lotte of 'factions' from top to bottom. Win trust from the King's Palace? You've already won the trust of Wang Fu, haven't you? Efforts are needed that do not diminish the trust of the King's Palace, but no more adventures are needed. Next"

"I can sell thanks to the Becker Trading Chamber"

"Not required for the same reasons as Wang Fu. Next"

"The stock of coins replaces the banknotes so that they can be vacant in the warehouse. It's limited land, I was wondering if it needed to be used effectively."

"You're a big idiot if you're serious. That doesn't add up to anything. So, if there is... I dare you, I don't need to buy an unhappiness. I disagree."

Deny Klaus' words and Adolph sees Klaus again. Quite the opposite, intriguing, stare.

"- Come on, it's time to tell the truth"

To that word, Klaus bites his lips with regret - and drops his shoulders small.

"… I don't think the idea of introducing banknotes in itself is ever bad"

"Right, let's admit it. Sometimes the time will come."

"This is Mr. Courta, who saved the management of our Hotel Larchia. If that's what Coata suggested, I'd like to drink it for you. I... want to repay him. I don't like the guy who saved us."

Talk that far, take a breath.

"... no. Even without it... a 'friend' came to me for help. I want to help you."

Straight, shooting Klaus gaze.

"... don't go down. Say that from the beginning without a reason, fool"

With that gaze, he sighs, and Adolph sits back on the couch deeply. After staring at the figure, Elle broke into the conversation.

"Father."

"... what?

"I too would like to accept Courta's suggestion in the same opinion as Brother Klaus. At that time, it was definitely Master Courta and... unwillingly, Master Velour who saved Hotel Larchia. I was wondering if I needed to reward him."

"... I'll tell you something first, your marriage to Klaus is originally the default route. The power of Courta Matussillo has nothing to do with the power of Velour Search.

"Isn't that convenient for your father?

"... what?

It flushes the surprised Adolf's gaze, and Elle shifts his gaze straight to Klaus.

"... Elle is right. If... if I'd never met them, I wouldn't have been able to positively accept Elle's marriage."

"... say it in front of my daughter's father or something like that."

"Because there's nothing wrong with Elle. I'm talking about the way I hold my heart."

"... hmm"

Now it's like I'm really scared.

"... I see, Klaus. Sounds like you had a good friend, huh?

"Yeah. I had a difficult friend who would grow himself. And... I wouldn't be happier if I could help such a difficult friend."

"I said no?

"I heard you."

"Do you defy 'me'? to Adolf Burkhardt, chairman of Hotel Larchia"

"... if that's what you need"

Klaus and Adolph's gaze are involved.

"... please, Chairman. Make sure you agree with this idea."

That's what Klaus says. He gets up and bows his head. Elle's head bowed to imitate it, Adolph sighed loudly, really loudly, after watching the two for so long.

"... head up, Klaus. And Elle."

……

"As I said earlier, I disagree. I dare say, I don't think it's worth it until I take the risk. Taking the same risk doesn't translate to Larchiana. So I can't agree to this proposal."

There's no island to tackle, Adolf's response. To Adolph like that, Klaus stacked his up voice.

"Chairman! So, but-"

"But... well, I don't have much to talk about."

"Huh?"

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, free time as a matter of priority. Make sure you're in the main building of Hotel Larchia, so come visit me if you need me."

Ask Adolph if that's okay.

"Oh, thank you!

"Heads up, I told you.

Klaus, again, bowed his head.

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"... bye, El. I'll stop by Theon and Cotta's tomorrow, then I'll make sure they're at work."

"Okay. I'll be up in the morning."

"Mmm. Nice to meet you."

That's what I said, Klaus waving at the front door. Well, I was just taking a step to get home.

"... el? Will you let me go?

Elle grabs the end of my clothes.

"... are you sure they're leaving?

"Really... el? Look, even before, even if I disturbed you, you were home, right?

"... but..."

Engaged, even though Elle is still her pre-dowry daughter. 'We're engaged, so you can stay, right?' Around the corner, Klaus may also be a rooted Flame Kingdomman.

"... are you sweet today?

"... I'm not that much of a child. No..."

Speak, pick the edge of your clothes.

"... I couldn't convince your father"

"... oh"

"Master Kota and Mr. Zion would have expected... after all, I... we..."

"I don't think so, El."

"- Anything I can do for you... Huh?

Put a bitter smile on Elle, who rounds his eyes.

"Personally, I think today's outcome is a big fight, I am."

"... Yep..."

"Originally, the introduction of banknotes was a national business. I'm going to need to explain to the person in charge what's going on and the equivalent. There's no way the chairman's gonna make a decision with one of my stories."

"But... it seemed to me that your brother was recommending that your father... introduce..."

"Right. Of course, you said you were going to have it here, right?

"So, if it is!

"I just didn't think it would be hard to think about it in common sense. So we're just talking about making the most of our demands the first time. That way, Holla, you might make a 'concession', right?

It's called a low-ball technique.

"... Were you"

"Well, I think even the chairman was understood around there. So I guess you put my face up this time. It's pathetic, though."

That's what I said, 'Don't be hostile,' Klaus, smiling bitterly. Somehow to that appearance, I felt like I was the only one being 'chased' and Elle held Klaus' hand without accumulating.

"... el?

"... I had no idea."

"... uh... right, El. Sorry? Without a proper conversation."

"... no. I don't mind that. I don't mind..."

Just for a moment, I regret it.

"... el"

"I regret that your brother has grown ever since he met with Courta. Alone, I regret that nothing has grown. I regret the fact that it was Courta who changed your brother."

As the unspeakable and impatient emotion of the word stands, Elle softly buries his face in the chest of the dreaded Klaus. Klaus graciously embraced Elle like that.

"... Aren't you glad you grew up?

"... no. I'm happy for you. I'm here..."

I like it, so I don't want them to follow me.

I like it, so I want you to push on and go.

"... it's a mess, me"

Still conflicting emotions, bury his face a little harder in Klaus' chest. The scent of Klaus gently smeared Elle's nasal cavity.

"... it's cheating, brother"

"I'm not sure what the cheat against... Yeah, I'm sorry, El"

"Zulu, I demand that your brother embrace me and sleep today."

"... No, that's why, El? Isn't El a good year, too? I want you to do what you did when you were a child."

"You did yesterday!

"- Even if they say... yes? Yesterday? Huh? I don't remember, do I?

"My brother was nagging me on the couch, so I snuck him to sleep next door. By the way, the day before that, and the day before that!

"... once in a while, I thought, 'You've got a saliva on your collar,' but the killer was Elle."

I'm kind of not even willing to get angry. He smiled bitterly as he exhaled, and Klaus bowed his back and dropped a kiss on his forehead as he let Elle's body away from his own.

"Whoa, whoa, brother!

"That's it for today. Bye, El. Sweet dreams."

The rush to contain his forehead lifted Elle's restraint. Instead of Klaus missing that gap, he melted his self into the darkness of the night waving a hiccup.

……

Often, Elle swells her cheeks after shouting off her appearance. With your cheeks red, you seem dissatisfied - but happy.

"... your brother cheats at all times"

With that said, still smile.

"- But I love it, brother"

Elle's voice dissolved in the darkness of the night and disappeared.

... By the way, as you enter this back room at the same time, 'How about you snuggle in front of the front door?' and Adolf complained that Elle dyes her cheeks brighter red than earlier... well, that's another story.