Chapter 826: Harvest Festival Day 7
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Going back from rookie to ancient ginseng, Naia and Beatrice in this corner.
In the order in which I know her, Naia was a long way ahead, and she's also a bit of a senior at deciding to prepare herself as a female slave, but it doesn't make that much of a difference when she actually accepts a collar.
So I'm going to make sure which one comes first in the order I found it.
... maybe I feel like I'm with you.
Looking around the square thinking so, it was Naia who was found first.
Because the hat stood out.
"... hat?
I was supposed to keep that, wasn't I?
Seeing it twice. After all, the characteristic old Hattori Hiroshi hat is supposed to be the shape of Master Faria.
Lord Lyla gave you the hat in the morning.
"Emma."
Emma listens to my questions at a distance and comes sooo close to answering them.
"Was it something I shouldn't have given you"
"... no, I'm not"
Even though I keep it, I don't keep it that tight. Of course I haven't troubled it because it's a troublesome thing to lose cheaply, but if it gets behind the Smythson family closet, you can't usually steal it.
but there's no way lila doesn't know that, and she dared not report it to me and give it to Naia... hmm.
It's hard for me to say, but I wonder if it was even sentimental enough for Lyla to say.
Shouldn't we go in too deep?
And, thinking, the lila of the moment appeared fluttered.
"It would be inappropriate to wear that hat. Then I didn't mean to show it to you. If you wait, we'll change the color and come out."
"... oh well. On the hat... you mean you wanted to show Faria something like this"
"That's the place to be."
Soil improvements and tax adjustments will also proceed, all of which will allow Carlwin more room to celebrate the harvest than enough to live.
In that way, the concept of harvest festivals will also be exported to Karlwin through this polka and the new city, and such a simple festival will become the norm over there.
Until now, Naia had only seen the richness of the outside world as a seed of the underworld souvenir tale, on the assumption that she would die, but she probably wanted to talk to Faria about "this is how Carlwin is going to be from now on" with a sense of purity without hindsight.
... Oh, my God, I can only imagine it all, but it would be impeccable to make Naia confess it all.
It's not a big deal if you're somewhat wrong, and let's just keep it imaginary.
"Well, Naia's Mantra as fun later...... Shall we dance with Beatrice first"
She'd be there.
Even if Emma pointed me out, I didn't know at first.
Corti, who's already done dancing with me, is baking care of her wearing to her unknown daughter with light purple hair...... yeah, maybe that's Beatrice?
"The color of my hair is changing..."
"They say it's a hair dye that passes between the elves. You think it's characteristic of being able to react to witchcraft and easily change it into a variety of colors, and falling clean in a day? Hundreds of years ago, they said it was fashionable on Halle Day."
"... I guess Christie"
"Did you know"
"No."
I can bring out such a handy item in the woods for Beatrice, who is a human, albeit female slave, and I know an epidemic several hundred more years ago...... all I can think of is Christie. Irina has more food and magic skills than spills.
It's a bit unlikely that an elf I don't know yet is generous... considering that a new student named Beatrice is the target.
But you really make a different impression when your hair turns glassy...... I think your usual dark hair would be nice too.
But Nah. Beatrice, I'm only 15. Nah.
When I think back to myself when I was 15...... if I could easily dye my hair and put it right back, I'm not sure I would try it.
Everyone wants to transform for once or so.
Besides, I'm in the middle of a youth, and I might even have been delusional about just dyeing my hair to make me different from what I am from my personality.
"Has Emma ever wanted to dye her hair?
Ask Emma.... and I realize after I finish saying that Emma is a lot older than my mother.
Even if she doesn't look very different from Beatrice, I wonder if she graduated a long time ago from feeling like a little girl at an unstable age.
"Dragon hair color is like scales, because it is a pride of the race...... I don't think I ever wanted to change it. We silver dragons are also especially said to be the top species of ice. Even if I'm proud, I don't really think other colors would be a good idea..."
"Uh... yeah"
It wasn't a question of my age.
Well...... the idea that you want to change your appearance dramatically in the first place is that you get out because you're not sure about it, and the dragon is just a horrible aesthetic shape for both nobody and him (and it's almost impossible to leave ancient wounds) so you don't know what it feels like.
"Do you have a Lord?
"I used to wonder if it would be hot if I made it a flashy color."
"... are they liked or hated in human society for differences in hair color?
"Not really... but it makes me want to try it when I think it might work at all"
As a matter of fact, I knew it was brighter or more aggressive than the color of my hair. There was a darker, hottie with thinner hair.
But... Still, I think the world might be different if things changed a little bit.
In the end, I didn't do it because I was scared that my thread parents would get me drunk.
"... does the Lord like or dislike changing the color of his hair"
"No, because it's not like I'm worried. I used to want to, too, because I just missed it. Emma's beautiful, so you don't have to change anything."
I was a little wondering what color Emma was going to dye when I said "do more and more hair dye," but like nudity, my hair too. I decide to pierce the naturalists.
That being said, Beatrice's stylishness would like to compliment him.
As we approached, Corti noticed better than Beatrice.
"Look, look. What do you say?"
"This is Beatrice... looks like someone else"
"This kid doesn't seem to have any connection to the feminine look of the book. That's why I've been trying to decorate it with some of the others."
Some of them would be Christie, who provided hair dyes, or Oregano, whose clothes are specialty. It's a shaped dress I don't see much in trots, and maybe this is another trend somewhere in the woods.
"Hey, something... not too uptight about anything at all? Some guys come here in their usual clothes, but they're just like princesses..."
"Isn't it beautiful?"
"Eh... but it's like it's floating"
"There are a few real princesses, and they're not adding or subtracting anything."
Aurora, Sharon, Christie, and Princess Run. They are real princesses, no less.
And then I tend to forget, because Angelos is also the daughter of one of the trot's leading big merchants. It's also close to aristocracy in a way, and Mr. Deane and the Onyx group, in Celesta, are close to a kind of ruling class, so broadly speaking, princess.
They also dress well enough for the festival. No, Mr. Deane is the only one who wears it everyday (like he doesn't like to wear it as much as ever).
But when Beatrice says "princess," I guess I mean Sterna.... Is that all there is? You don't know anything else.
Maybe I don't really have a good impression of these outfits themselves because that woman was a hunk of arrogance and vanity. I don't even think he was such a good boss to say how much he honestly followed.
"You should be grand. You must be the last brave man in Karlwin, not the princess. You must be a country dignitary. It's not like you're mismatched by a beautiful suit."
"Oh, no... it doesn't matter anymore"
It is intricately tied to a thin blue toned elf cloth dress, dyed in thin purple, secured with a large gemstoned hair fastening, and also wears a tiara, a few beaded necklaces, etc.
I wonder where the accessories in this area come from around Lyla. The rich princesses would own each of them.
Heel-high shoes are unlikely to be walkable in the cobblestone of the square, but Beatrice isn't the only one wearing those shoes, so it's the thought of seeing the guts of the women who still don't sound weak.
And the face is well covered with thin makeup. I don't usually have a makeup daughter, so I can see the difference just fine.
The scented perfume is also a smell I don't normally smell, and the plethora of people who wanted to stop by definitely made Beatrice your princess.
"Besides, it's as good as it's stylish and floating. From a man's perspective."
"Hey, why not?"
"You bet. You can't be unattractive about a girl who's stylish enough to be noticed by everyone to wait for herself."
Then the more I'm proud of the girl, the more stylish you are, the more I have trouble when she tells me. Everyone would be happy to stand out if they wanted it...... but, well, again. So.
"Let's dance, Beatrice. If you dress this far, you have to dance. That's a lie."
"... ugh, yeah"
Escort a gutsy girl who's completely different, only like a princess, and dance to boast to everyone.
That being said, we're all focused on our own partners and steps, so it's not going to happen as much as I actually say.
That's the same because Beatrice is full of my complexion and my steps.
"Beatrice, not that way. Not that way. You can be a little late, just calm down."
"Ugh... I can't do this..."
"You'll get used to it as soon as you've lived here for three years. Because there's no other entertainment."
"... that's where I live, but there's other entertainment..."
Beatrice pointed her mouth out of sight and looked up at me.
"... a lot. Eh, you do."
"That's a different story!
You didn't ask me that every time, but by way of example, it was Carlwin, so it was safe.
After the dance with Beatrice, Naia was now standing in front of him with a full
When I was wearing my hat earlier, I wore a clear bright white dress that was my usual easy-to-move male winner's everyday wear but now shows a waking glow.
"... er"
"Thank you for waiting. Can I ask you to dance?
"... isn't this a wedding dress?
"I wonder. I know that weddings are knowledge..."
The hair is just fastening the minimum part with the hair clasp I gave you at the end of the Carlwin case, and the overall silhouette remains the same. That's why the wedding costume is so vivid and Naia has become the bride, with a strong impact.
Looking around, I see Oregano, who I believe offered that costume.
"Oregano"
"It's a traditional white family dress. It's a coincidence that they look like wedding dresses over here."
"Oh, really?"
"But I think you're free to immerse yourselves in the mood. ♪ Everybody said they'd take it to their daughter-in-law anyway."
"... uh"
Yes, it is. I'm certainly making a public announcement.
That's why I think it's a theme that should be handled in a very cluttered and biased way, and many female slaves don't feel good about being pushed ahead.
... but I don't even "have" to take it off to Naia now. Yeah. No.
"Then I'll remember what Oregano said."
"Hey, don't make me feel anxious..."
If the other female slaves complain later, let's be sincere. Yeah.
That's what I decided, and I start dancing with Naia in the square.
Naia, who is just as good at foresight and archery, is not as shabby as Beatrice, but gracefully and serenely engraves the steps.
"... Mr. Smythson. No, sir."
"No, Naia."
"Huh?"
"Sir, if you don't say something like that, you're not gonna get soaked, are you?
It's already because of that, and I get on with Oregano's sweet words and force Naia to do that too.
Naia smiled and nodded.
"Sir.... I'm happy, me"
…………
"Really.... every night, I hope I don't wake up if this is a dream"
What did she tell the hat, what did she think, and put it down to come here?
I nodded and hugged Naia as I put my mind to it only once more.
(cont 'd)
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Going back from rookie to ancient ginseng, Naia and Beatrice in this corner.
In the order in which I know her, Naia was a long way ahead, and she's also a bit of a senior at deciding to prepare herself as a female slave, but it doesn't make that much of a difference when she actually accepts a collar.
So I'm going to make sure which one comes first in the order I found it.
... maybe I feel like I'm with you.
Looking around the square thinking so, it was Naia who was found first.
Because the hat stood out.
"... hat?
I was supposed to keep that, wasn't I?
Seeing it twice. After all, the characteristic old Hattori Hiroshi hat is supposed to be the shape of Master Faria.
Lord Lyla gave you the hat in the morning.
"Emma."
Emma listens to my questions at a distance and comes sooo close to answering them.
"Was it something I shouldn't have given you"
"... no, I'm not"
Even though I keep it, I don't keep it that tight. Of course I haven't troubled it because it's a troublesome thing to lose cheaply, but if it gets behind the Smythson family closet, you can't usually steal it.
but there's no way lila doesn't know that, and she dared not report it to me and give it to Naia... hmm.
It's hard for me to say, but I wonder if it was even sentimental enough for Lyla to say.
Shouldn't we go in too deep?
And, thinking, the lila of the moment appeared fluttered.
"It would be inappropriate to wear that hat. Then I didn't mean to show it to you. If you wait, we'll change the color and come out."
"... oh well. On the hat... you mean you wanted to show Faria something like this"
"That's the place to be."
Soil improvements and tax adjustments will also proceed, all of which will allow Carlwin more room to celebrate the harvest than enough to live.
In that way, the concept of harvest festivals will also be exported to Karlwin through this polka and the new city, and such a simple festival will become the norm over there.
Until now, Naia had only seen the richness of the outside world as a seed of the underworld souvenir tale, on the assumption that she would die, but she probably wanted to talk to Faria about "this is how Carlwin is going to be from now on" with a sense of purity without hindsight.
... Oh, my God, I can only imagine it all, but it would be impeccable to make Naia confess it all.
It's not a big deal if you're somewhat wrong, and let's just keep it imaginary.
"Well, Naia's Mantra as fun later...... Shall we dance with Beatrice first"
She'd be there.
Even if Emma pointed me out, I didn't know at first.
Corti, who's already done dancing with me, is baking care of her wearing to her unknown daughter with light purple hair...... yeah, maybe that's Beatrice?
"The color of my hair is changing..."
"They say it's a hair dye that passes between the elves. You think it's characteristic of being able to react to witchcraft and easily change it into a variety of colors, and falling clean in a day? Hundreds of years ago, they said it was fashionable on Halle Day."
"... I guess Christie"
"Did you know"
"No."
I can bring out such a handy item in the woods for Beatrice, who is a human, albeit female slave, and I know an epidemic several hundred more years ago...... all I can think of is Christie. Irina has more food and magic skills than spills.
It's a bit unlikely that an elf I don't know yet is generous... considering that a new student named Beatrice is the target.
But you really make a different impression when your hair turns glassy...... I think your usual dark hair would be nice too.
But Nah. Beatrice, I'm only 15. Nah.
When I think back to myself when I was 15...... if I could easily dye my hair and put it right back, I'm not sure I would try it.
Everyone wants to transform for once or so.
Besides, I'm in the middle of a youth, and I might even have been delusional about just dyeing my hair to make me different from what I am from my personality.
"Has Emma ever wanted to dye her hair?
Ask Emma.... and I realize after I finish saying that Emma is a lot older than my mother.
Even if she doesn't look very different from Beatrice, I wonder if she graduated a long time ago from feeling like a little girl at an unstable age.
"Dragon hair color is like scales, because it is a pride of the race...... I don't think I ever wanted to change it. We silver dragons are also especially said to be the top species of ice. Even if I'm proud, I don't really think other colors would be a good idea..."
"Uh... yeah"
It wasn't a question of my age.
Well...... the idea that you want to change your appearance dramatically in the first place is that you get out because you're not sure about it, and the dragon is just a horrible aesthetic shape for both nobody and him (and it's almost impossible to leave ancient wounds) so you don't know what it feels like.
"Do you have a Lord?
"I used to wonder if it would be hot if I made it a flashy color."
"... are they liked or hated in human society for differences in hair color?
"Not really... but it makes me want to try it when I think it might work at all"
As a matter of fact, I knew it was brighter or more aggressive than the color of my hair. There was a darker, hottie with thinner hair.
But... Still, I think the world might be different if things changed a little bit.
In the end, I didn't do it because I was scared that my thread parents would get me drunk.
"... does the Lord like or dislike changing the color of his hair"
"No, because it's not like I'm worried. I used to want to, too, because I just missed it. Emma's beautiful, so you don't have to change anything."
I was a little wondering what color Emma was going to dye when I said "do more and more hair dye," but like nudity, my hair too. I decide to pierce the naturalists.
That being said, Beatrice's stylishness would like to compliment him.
As we approached, Corti noticed better than Beatrice.
"Look, look. What do you say?"
"This is Beatrice... looks like someone else"
"This kid doesn't seem to have any connection to the feminine look of the book. That's why I've been trying to decorate it with some of the others."
Some of them would be Christie, who provided hair dyes, or Oregano, whose clothes are specialty. It's a shaped dress I don't see much in trots, and maybe this is another trend somewhere in the woods.
"Hey, something... not too uptight about anything at all? Some guys come here in their usual clothes, but they're just like princesses..."
"Isn't it beautiful?"
"Eh... but it's like it's floating"
"There are a few real princesses, and they're not adding or subtracting anything."
Aurora, Sharon, Christie, and Princess Run. They are real princesses, no less.
And then I tend to forget, because Angelos is also the daughter of one of the trot's leading big merchants. It's also close to aristocracy in a way, and Mr. Deane and the Onyx group, in Celesta, are close to a kind of ruling class, so broadly speaking, princess.
They also dress well enough for the festival. No, Mr. Deane is the only one who wears it everyday (like he doesn't like to wear it as much as ever).
But when Beatrice says "princess," I guess I mean Sterna.... Is that all there is? You don't know anything else.
Maybe I don't really have a good impression of these outfits themselves because that woman was a hunk of arrogance and vanity. I don't even think he was such a good boss to say how much he honestly followed.
"You should be grand. You must be the last brave man in Karlwin, not the princess. You must be a country dignitary. It's not like you're mismatched by a beautiful suit."
"Oh, no... it doesn't matter anymore"
It is intricately tied to a thin blue toned elf cloth dress, dyed in thin purple, secured with a large gemstoned hair fastening, and also wears a tiara, a few beaded necklaces, etc.
I wonder where the accessories in this area come from around Lyla. The rich princesses would own each of them.
Heel-high shoes are unlikely to be walkable in the cobblestone of the square, but Beatrice isn't the only one wearing those shoes, so it's the thought of seeing the guts of the women who still don't sound weak.
And the face is well covered with thin makeup. I don't usually have a makeup daughter, so I can see the difference just fine.
The scented perfume is also a smell I don't normally smell, and the plethora of people who wanted to stop by definitely made Beatrice your princess.
"Besides, it's as good as it's stylish and floating. From a man's perspective."
"Hey, why not?"
"You bet. You can't be unattractive about a girl who's stylish enough to be noticed by everyone to wait for herself."
Then the more I'm proud of the girl, the more stylish you are, the more I have trouble when she tells me. Everyone would be happy to stand out if they wanted it...... but, well, again. So.
"Let's dance, Beatrice. If you dress this far, you have to dance. That's a lie."
"... ugh, yeah"
Escort a gutsy girl who's completely different, only like a princess, and dance to boast to everyone.
That being said, we're all focused on our own partners and steps, so it's not going to happen as much as I actually say.
That's the same because Beatrice is full of my complexion and my steps.
"Beatrice, not that way. Not that way. You can be a little late, just calm down."
"Ugh... I can't do this..."
"You'll get used to it as soon as you've lived here for three years. Because there's no other entertainment."
"... that's where I live, but there's other entertainment..."
Beatrice pointed her mouth out of sight and looked up at me.
"... a lot. Eh, you do."
"That's a different story!
You didn't ask me that every time, but by way of example, it was Carlwin, so it was safe.
After the dance with Beatrice, Naia was now standing in front of him with a full
When I was wearing my hat earlier, I wore a clear bright white dress that was my usual easy-to-move male winner's everyday wear but now shows a waking glow.
"... er"
"Thank you for waiting. Can I ask you to dance?
"... isn't this a wedding dress?
"I wonder. I know that weddings are knowledge..."
The hair is just fastening the minimum part with the hair clasp I gave you at the end of the Carlwin case, and the overall silhouette remains the same. That's why the wedding costume is so vivid and Naia has become the bride, with a strong impact.
Looking around, I see Oregano, who I believe offered that costume.
"Oregano"
"It's a traditional white family dress. It's a coincidence that they look like wedding dresses over here."
"Oh, really?"
"But I think you're free to immerse yourselves in the mood. ♪ Everybody said they'd take it to their daughter-in-law anyway."
"... uh"
Yes, it is. I'm certainly making a public announcement.
That's why I think it's a theme that should be handled in a very cluttered and biased way, and many female slaves don't feel good about being pushed ahead.
... but I don't even "have" to take it off to Naia now. Yeah. No.
"Then I'll remember what Oregano said."
"Hey, don't make me feel anxious..."
If the other female slaves complain later, let's be sincere. Yeah.
That's what I decided, and I start dancing with Naia in the square.
Naia, who is just as good at foresight and archery, is not as shabby as Beatrice, but gracefully and serenely engraves the steps.
"... Mr. Smythson. No, sir."
"No, Naia."
"Huh?"
"Sir, if you don't say something like that, you're not gonna get soaked, are you?
It's already because of that, and I get on with Oregano's sweet words and force Naia to do that too.
Naia smiled and nodded.
"Sir.... I'm happy, me"
…………
"Really.... every night, I hope I don't wake up if this is a dream"
What did she tell the hat, what did she think, and put it down to come here?
I nodded and hugged Naia as I put my mind to it only once more.
(cont 'd)
Going back from rookie to ancient ginseng, Naia and Beatrice in this corner.In the order in which I know her, Naia was a long way ahead, and she's also a bit of a senior at deciding to prepare herself as a female slave, but it doesn't make that much of a difference when she actually accepts a collar.So I'm going to make sure which one comes first in the order I found it.... maybe I feel like I'm with you.Looking around the square thinking so, it was Naia who was found first.Because the hat stood out."... hat? I was supposed to keep that, wasn't I?Seeing it twice. After all, the characteristic old Hattori Hiroshi hat is supposed to be the shape of Master Faria.Lord Lyla gave you the hat in the morning."Emma."Emma listens to my questions at a distance and comes sooo close to answering them."Was it something I shouldn't have given you""... no, I'm not"Even though I keep it, I don't keep it that tight. Of course I haven't troubled it because it's a troublesome thing to lose cheaply, but if it gets behind the Smythson family closet, you can't usually steal it.but there's no way lila doesn't know that, and she dared not report it to me and give it to Naia... hmm.It's hard for me to say, but I wonder if it was even sentimental enough for Lyla to say.Shouldn't we go in too deep?And, thinking, the lila of the moment appeared fluttered."It would be inappropriate to wear that hat. Then I didn't mean to show it to you. If you wait, we'll change the color and come out.""... oh well. On the hat... you mean you wanted to show Faria something like this""That's the place to be."Soil improvements and tax adjustments will also proceed, all of which will allow Carlwin more room to celebrate the harvest than enough to live.In that way, the concept of harvest festivals will also be exported to Karlwin through this polka and the new city, and such a simple festival will become the norm over there.Until now, Naia had only seen the richness of the outside world as a seed of the underworld souvenir tale, on the assumption that she would die, but she probably wanted to talk to Faria about "this is how Carlwin is going to be from now on" with a sense of purity without hindsight.... Oh, my God, I can only imagine it all, but it would be impeccable to make Naia confess it all.It's not a big deal if you're somewhat wrong, and let's just keep it imaginary."Well, Naia's Mantra as fun later...... Shall we dance with Beatrice first"She'd be there.Even if Emma pointed me out, I didn't know at first.Corti, who's already done dancing with me, is baking care of her wearing to her unknown daughter with light purple hair...... yeah, maybe that's Beatrice?"The color of my hair is changing...""They say it's a hair dye that passes between the elves. You think it's characteristic of being able to react to witchcraft and easily change it into a variety of colors, and falling clean in a day? Hundreds of years ago, they said it was fashionable on Halle Day.""... I guess Christie""Did you know""No."I can bring out such a handy item in the woods for Beatrice, who is a human, albeit female slave, and I know an epidemic several hundred more years ago...... all I can think of is Christie. Irina has more food and magic skills than spills.It's a bit unlikely that an elf I don't know yet is generous... considering that a new student named Beatrice is the target.But you really make a different impression when your hair turns glassy...... I think your usual dark hair would be nice too.But Nah. Beatrice, I'm only 15. Nah.When I think back to myself when I was 15...... if I could easily dye my hair and put it right back, I'm not sure I would try it.Everyone wants to transform for once or so.Besides, I'm in the middle of a youth, and I might even have been delusional about just dyeing my hair to make me different from what I am from my personality."Has Emma ever wanted to dye her hair? Ask Emma.... and I realize after I finish saying that Emma is a lot older than my mother.Even if she doesn't look very different from Beatrice, I wonder if she graduated a long time ago from feeling like a little girl at an unstable age."Dragon hair color is like scales, because it is a pride of the race...... I don't think I ever wanted to change it. We silver dragons are also especially said to be the top species of ice. Even if I'm proud, I don't really think other colors would be a good idea...""Uh... yeah"It wasn't a question of my age.Well...... the idea that you want to change your appearance dramatically in the first place is that you get out because you're not sure about it, and the dragon is just a horrible aesthetic shape for both nobody and him and it's almost impossible to leave ancient wounds so you don't know what it feels like."Do you have a Lord? "I used to wonder if it would be hot if I made it a flashy color.""... are they liked or hated in human society for differences in hair color? "Not really... but it makes me want to try it when I think it might work at all"As a matter of fact, I knew it was brighter or more aggressive than the color of my hair. There was a darker, hottie with thinner hair.But... Still, I think the world might be different if things changed a little bit.In the end, I didn't do it because I was scared that my thread parents would get me drunk."... does the Lord like or dislike changing the color of his hair""No, because it's not like I'm worried. I used to want to, too, because I just missed it. Emma's beautiful, so you don't have to change anything."I was a little wondering what color Emma was going to dye when I said "do more and more hair dye," but like nudity, my hair too. I decide to pierce the naturalists.That being said, Beatrice's stylishness would like to compliment him.As we approached, Corti noticed better than Beatrice."Look, look. What do you say?""This is Beatrice... looks like someone else""This kid doesn't seem to have any connection to the feminine look of the book. That's why I've been trying to decorate it with some of the others."Some of them would be Christie, who provided hair dyes, or Oregano, whose clothes are specialty. It's a shaped dress I don't see much in trots, and maybe this is another trend somewhere in the woods."Hey, something... not too uptight about anything at all? Some guys come here in their usual clothes, but they're just like princesses...""Isn't it beautiful?""Eh... but it's like it's floating""There are a few real princesses, and they're not adding or subtracting anything."Aurora, Sharon, Christie, and Princess Run. They are real princesses, no less.And then I tend to forget, because Angelos is also the daughter of one of the trot's leading big merchants. It's also close to aristocracy in a way, and Mr. Deane and the Onyx group, in Celesta, are close to a kind of ruling class, so broadly speaking, princess.They also dress well enough for the festival. No, Mr. Deane is the only one who wears it everyday like he doesn't like to wear it as much as ever.But when Beatrice says "princess," I guess I mean Sterna.... Is that all there is? You don't know anything else.Maybe I don't really have a good impression of these outfits themselves because that woman was a hunk of arrogance and vanity. I don't even think he was such a good boss to say how much he honestly followed."You should be grand. You must be the last brave man in Karlwin, not the princess. You must be a country dignitary. It's not like you're mismatched by a beautiful suit.""Oh, no... it doesn't matter anymore"It is intricately tied to a thin blue toned elf cloth dress, dyed in thin purple, secured with a large gemstoned hair fastening, and also wears a tiara, a few beaded necklaces, etc.I wonder where the accessories in this area come from around Lyla. The rich princesses would own each of them.Heel-high shoes are unlikely to be walkable in the cobblestone of the square, but Beatrice isn't the only one wearing those shoes, so it's the thought of seeing the guts of the women who still don't sound weak.And the face is well covered with thin makeup. I don't usually have a makeup daughter, so I can see the difference just fine.The scented perfume is also a smell I don't normally smell, and the plethora of people who wanted to stop by definitely made Beatrice your princess."Besides, it's as good as it's stylish and floating. From a man's perspective.""Hey, why not?""You bet. You can't be unattractive about a girl who's stylish enough to be noticed by everyone to wait for herself."Then the more I'm proud of the girl, the more stylish you are, the more I have trouble when she tells me. Everyone would be happy to stand out if they wanted it...... but, well, again. So."Let's dance, Beatrice. If you dress this far, you have to dance. That's a lie.""... ugh, yeah"Escort a gutsy girl who's completely different, only like a princess, and dance to boast to everyone.That being said, we're all focused on our own partners and steps, so it's not going to happen as much as I actually say.That's the same because Beatrice is full of my complexion and my steps."Beatrice, not that way. Not that way. You can be a little late, just calm down.""Ugh... I can't do this...""You'll get used to it as soon as you've lived here for three years. Because there's no other entertainment.""... that's where I live, but there's other entertainment..."Beatrice pointed her mouth out of sight and looked up at me."... a lot. Eh, you do.""That's a different story! You didn't ask me that every time, but by way of example, it was Carlwin, so it was safe.After the dance with Beatrice, Naia was now standing in front of him with a fullWhen I was wearing my hat earlier, I wore a clear bright white dress that was my usual easy-to-move male winner's everyday wear but now shows a waking glow."... er""Thank you for waiting. Can I ask you to dance? "... isn't this a wedding dress? "I wonder. I know that weddings are knowledge..."The hair is just fastening the minimum part with the hair clasp I gave you at the end of the Carlwin case, and the overall silhouette remains the same. That's why the wedding costume is so vivid and Naia has become the bride, with a strong impact.Looking around, I see Oregano, who I believe offered that costume."Oregano""It's a traditional white family dress. It's a coincidence that they look like wedding dresses over here.""Oh, really?""But I think you're free to immerse yourselves in the mood. Everybody said they'd take it to their daughter-in-law anyway.""... uh"Yes, it is. I'm certainly making a public announcement.That's why I think it's a theme that should be handled in a very cluttered and biased way, and many female slaves don't feel good about being pushed ahead.... but I don't even "have" to take it off to Naia now. Yeah. No."Then I'll remember what Oregano said.""Hey, don't make me feel anxious..."If the other female slaves complain later, let's be sincere. Yeah.That's what I decided, and I start dancing with Naia in the square.Naia, who is just as good at foresight and archery, is not as shabby as Beatrice, but gracefully and serenely engraves the steps."... Mr. Smythson. No, sir.""No, Naia.""Huh?""Sir, if you don't say something like that, you're not gonna get soaked, are you? It's already because of that, and I get on with Oregano's sweet words and force Naia to do that too.Naia smiled and nodded."Sir.... I'm happy, me" "Really.... every night, I hope I don't wake up if this is a dream"What did she tell the hat, what did she think, and put it down to come here?I nodded and hugged Naia as I put my mind to it only once more.cont 'd
