Tower of Karma

When it comes to winter, there is nothing left to do. Especially if it snows, there's a lot more to be done. There was a decade-long snowfall in Arkas today. Winter visits about a week earlier than usual will suddenly bump into a strong embrace.

None of them are out of the house except those who work for snowflakes. I don't do shops or anything.

"It's full of crap. If I hadn't been here, I would have."

(This kid snuck into the house as if he had a clear shot)

Marianne purposefully imitated wiping sweat with "blush blush".

Marianne skipped school yesterday and ran into William's house. It was sundown that William discovered Marianne hiding in William's costume shelf after a spectacular hideout when he got home. Lucky, unlucky for both sides, heavy snowfall before sundown made it impossible to go home.

If William goes that way, he'll get here a little bit. Even if I go this way, I'll get there quietly. If William sat in a chair, he would climb up on his knees and fit in his pocket as normal.

"... isn't school fun?

I have no choice but to shake the subject, William. I have nothing more to do than to do.

"I would love to. Claude is stupid, Beatrice is oh yeah, Shin's Rafael is serious...... Ignaerts is frightening though. Mary would be nice. I give you sweets a lot. Marianne's with us."

William comes to mind with the name of the person he is naming. Claude and Mary are orphans we got in Garias, and the loser Claude and the blind Mary are close. Beatrice is Osvalt's daughter and Gilberto's sister. When I told Bernhardt that I was building a school in public discourse, it was an opportunity that he asked me to include my daughter. It's also memorable that that was my last conversation with William. Ignaerts seems to be struggling quite a bit. All the talent collected are children with high vitality but strong habits. It would also be a struggle to get a hand on it.

And the last one, Raphael. He was in a way the most troublesome student and the most important to William. I had my first conversation with First Prince Felix at a promotion ceremony the other day, in which I was asked to include my son in "William's School," which somehow was in the Prince's ear. The position of the First Prince's eldest son is obviously imperative. At first he showed a tender attitude to say no, but Felix pushed him in and made him decide to enroll.

I lay low on everyone. Spreading it would not be genuine for Felix, nor would it increase the risk of assassination. It would be a harsh story to tell one Ignatz to protect it. Above all, special treatment diminishes the meaning of school. The neighborhood has gained recognition from Felix, and without that assurance, I wouldn't be afraid to keep the son of the First Prince or anything.

"I hope you enjoy it... because they skip a lot. I thought you weren't stuck."

"I'd love to, but they're all giddy and frightened inside. Claude in particular is frightened. It's hard on you because you're scared."

Marianne and the others would certainly have a different attitude. No, perhaps Marianne as well as Beatrice and Raphael should be feeling the same way. That's all the tardiness that has survived at the bottom and the enthusiasm to somehow open up from it would have been something they never had in the world they lived in.

"He's desperate. Living is not enough. Live, crawl up, prove your worth. As a child, I believe it is the duty of those who are kept alive."

"I wish Claude was stupid. I wish we all stayed put. I thought I'd grab it if I followed my frightened face. Marianne wants to be more diligent."

William stroked Marianne's head for you. Marianne laughs like a tickle. She wouldn't even be able to imagine. A world you can't even live in if you're not desperate. I can't be more of the same than I was born as a noble daughter when I found out about it.

Understanding is fulfilling and convincing. That is that there is no choice.

"William! Marianne! Let's play snow outside!

"... are you kidding me even though it's cold?

"Okay, I'll show you Marianne's honks!

"I don't like it. It's cold. I'm reading a book here."

"" Go!

A young hero, a white knight, who is pulled when sloppy. He couldn't beat his wife's momentum again, just like any other pawnbroker. Plus, I don't even have the strength to fight on the day my sister grows.

"It's snowball. Ahhh!

"I make the calves. Don't disturb any of them."

William, who at least trains what he termed kamaki making because of his resistance and all. It is a load generated by being taken by snow, a load that lifts a lot of snow, and a full body workout that can be worked out with both the lower torso.

Of course not.

"Totsuki!

Snow-covered Victoria and Marianne stormed in and blew out William every tease in the making. William snuggles a little when he sees the shattered calves. Maybe an attachment had been created in producing it.

"Hey, have you gained weight again? It's a little heavy."

Victoria riding over William, who fell on her back.

"Because Marianne's on board, too. I rather lost weight. Already, ah, enough to wear that dress"

The face was a little red. Are you tired of moving too much, or are you nervous about whether you're going to notice, in a way that includes being retarded?

"Dress, are you ready to wear it?

"Well, a little hard work, it feels like I'm getting in"

"Then lose some more weight. I don't need a week."

"Uh, that."

"A week later, make it a ceremony. That's a lot of people. I don't mean to be polite, but at least dress it up and show it to me. You can laugh later."

Victoria puts her head over William's chest. Her face is bright red and she smiles. A happy, truly filled look. William, who is riding, blushes at Marianne's position as well.

"A week later, well, you remember, you gave it to me."

That was the first day I met Victoria face to face. All of a sudden, the undead who emerged from the corner and hugged him. At the time, I didn't even think of it as dew, such as being tied to her. The scenery is too different from that day, but on the calendar it is certainly 'the beginning of winter'. Zero degrees saying William began to invade, the day is coming soon.

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Six days have passed since the heavy snow. Most of the snow had already dissolved and disappeared, with a raging sunshine that did not seem like winter. My sisters are very busy running around at the Bernbach mansion. At its centre was the problematic child of Bernbach I, and the figure of Victoria, the nine beloved women above all else.

"... you seem to have lost some weight"

"Eh heh. I've been ready to skip sweets for the past week."

Four women, Wilhelmina, dress Victoria. My oldest daughter, Theresia, is in charge of makeup. All the free hands were gathered, including the other sisters and the ones who went to their daughter-in-law. Even the second and third daughters, who did not try to get as close as possible to Bernbach's family, showed their faces flaunting the high praise for Victoria.

"This is Marianne! There's no such thing as stuffing! Ernesta, aren't you shiatsu?

Eleven women's reprimands fly. Sisters who decided to get engaged and leave the house earlier than the ten female ernestas. She is a girl who closely resembles Wilhelmina in discipline. Naturally Marianne didn't like it.

"fufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufu"

Marianne dares to flaunt the sweets in large quantities tactical retreat. Seeing the eleven women chasing it like the devil's brakes reminds me of the illusion of being a long time ago, albeit only a few years ago.

"I like the whole family together, the cute noise, and the busyness after all"

Victoria thinks of Bernbach's mansion, which Nico and I haven't had in a long time. My sister was reduced and I went to my wife even to my sister. The rest of the sisters are three. Vlad has barely come back to this mansion lately. Just a little, the mansion was too big for the three of us.

"That's a lot of haste. Should we put it back out?

William appeared in Bernbach's mansion in such a bustle. The chaotic mansion momentarily quiets back. Bernbach gorgeous with Telagia at the head of the line. Everyone presents their compliments gracefully. It is elegant and spectacular.

"Hey there!

Except for Marianne, who jumps. Sisters who complain about the way it is. Theresia and Ernesta hold their heads, Wilhelmina fisting. The only person I'm laughing at is Victoria, who jumped at me and wearing it.

"Ko, you idiot Marianne! Do you know what you're doing!?

Eleven women bow their heads to William sooner than anyone else.

"I sincerely apologize for my stupidity. Please forgive me for my childhood."

William was about to spill tears over the Eleven women's response. My senses were paralyzed within spending time surrounded by two people who usually didn't know what to say about courtesy, but this is normal with noble ladies. There's something wrong with Victoria and Marianne.

It was worth it today just to be able to confirm that.

"I won't come to you."

"I care. So get away."

"Oh, no."

Marianne wrapped herself around her neck with the jumping power of a threat, but at the end of the day, hanging by her will with absolute letting go. Even if you try to swing and passively drop it looking troublesome, this is just an attraction. It just seemed like the wind playing with playthings.

Marianne climbed William's body and was in a shoulder position. Shake it off of this state and you're done playing, so Marianne's root win and William give up.

"And won't you be reprimanded?

The other sister, surprised and confused by the way it was going, asked.

"I don't want to preach any courtesies to these two. Well, I don't feel I need it myself. People learn if they need it, and that Marianne doesn't need it if she doesn't feel that way. Either way, you don't have a choice if you care about me, do you?

Everyone who didn't usually show their faces to William, with Marianne around his neck and flat. I can't help but be surprised. William himself had a surprise that his current words were in his mouth. Maybe the real me wanted to do this, or the future to be.

"You're a lot more stylish, William."

Victoria is sleeving through tomorrow's dress. Pure white. That looked great on me. Even a dress so wonderfully made is no match for a human being named Victoria.

"Whatever you're wearing, you're Victoria."

Victoria inflates her mouth with "mu" in return for William. I can't hide my smile even if I'm pretending to be angry.

"... I think you can say it when it's cute or beautiful"

"It was meant to be the finest compliment to me."

"Eh heh, I know"

In the end, he broke his face, the usual Victoria. A vessel filled with warm things every time you see it. It waves in the vessel all overflowing. Living with it on your back is also strength. That's what I've been feeling lately. It has.

"What are your plans for today?

"Once your sister is back at home, Ernesta will take care of Tellegia's house, and Marianne will take care of Gabriele's house."

Marianne, who was wrapped around her neck, looked like the end of the world. Behind you, eleven women. Gabriele shoots through Marianne with the eyes of a raptor. "I have to be shiatsu" and "It's for that kid," he whines, making me feel horrible, even if it's not Marianne the subject.

"What about the Marquis Vlad?

"I was there earlier, but he's gone somewhere"

I know where Vlad is. That's the only place. I guess I couldn't keep William out of the expensiveness of keeping him completely in my hands. As always, he is a man who can't help it.

"Will Helga and the others be with you then? Damn, we don't have enough heads of guard."

"The White Knight is with us. I don't need protection."

"It's the night before, so it's a separate room. Well, not even a royal marriage, surely you don't need that much protection, do you? At the very least, let's keep my men in position. Now it's perfect."

On the eve of the wedding. The splendour of Bernbach, of course. A wedding was imminent for William's men, colleagues and large crowds. There is not necessarily a cap on happiness, but if there is, tomorrow will be the best time for William Lewis. Happiness is extremes, and all the misfortunes we've had are dew and vanishing, until the golden moment is one step later.

Where is the right path?