Chapter 316: 316 Episode 228: Arrival of the lord. ...... And.

"Welcome to the Twenty-Fourth Church,"

Donnis and Firman were greeted by all the sunmen.

With makeup-clad magda and loretta on both sides, Jeanette greets guests in the center with a sun-like smile.

...or Loretta. When did you get your makeup done? Before Estella picked you up. Did you beg for Libeka and Sophie's touching reunion in that short time? That's quite a guy, really.

Normally church sisters Sophie or Barbara should have greeted her... but bringing Sophie could harm Filman at the beginning of the encounter. If not, Sophie left her behind because she would show her face.

Barbara...

Suppose I were in Donnis' shoes and came to this church for the first time. Barbara was standing at the end of the heavy steel gate... screaming and fleeing.

There's a thick forest behind you.

I left Barbara behind because she looked bad for my heart.

That's why I'm a member of the Yodamari-tei.

These guys are used to welcoming each other, and above all, they look gorgeous.

In fact, the area around the Jeanettes looks vividly colored.

"Oh, this is beautiful,"

The words trickle down Donnis's mouth.

"However, it seems that ""beautiful"" refers not to the beautiful employees who are proud of the Yodamari-tei, but to the flower arrangement with all their might."

They were greeted by the beautiful flowers of the flower garden in the Thirty-Fifth Ward.

It's a presenceful decoration, where a small flower garden is born.

Although it was not appropriate to fill the way to the venue with flowers, the lack of decorations was well compensated for and even made you feel as if you were "darely doing so."

Milly has a good sense.

If you grow up well, you have the makings to be a top‐notch swindler. The sense of making what you don't have look like what you don't have is sure to stand out in the world of fraud.

"Try this first,"

In Jeanette's words, Magda and Loretta offer the nectar of the flowers in the garden.

The nectar in a flower cup is just like a welcome drink.

"It tastes great,"

"Yes, yes. It's very delicious."

Donis, who doesn't drink, seems to like Nectar quite sweet.

Filman's expression, on the other hand, is dull. ...doesn't it bother you that you received a drink offered to a woman? Don't expose your guilt‐stricken expression, you sulky boy.

"Oh, my God... I'm glad to hear that."

Milly breathes a sigh of relief next to me hiding in the forest.

I came to see how I could see the flowers I had decorated.

"Well done, Milly," Thanks to you, my first impression is great."

"Hehehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A large ladybug swings over Milly's tickling head.

"Well, I'll show you again," Mr. Donnerty,"

Jeanettes step aside and Estella leads Donnis and Filman. My lord is Natalia.

The Jeanettes are in charge of seeing off, plus and closing the door.

"Then we'll go back, too,"

"Well, let's get ready for the next one."

Milly and I leave before the Donis go into the forest.

When I returned to the garden, I saw a line of children, centered around Bertina.

Long sheets of paper are being held and spread out by juxtaposed kids.

The paper reads, "Welcome, lord. It was an honor to meet you." When did you make it?

"Hmm. The children said they wanted to be of some help."

So it seems that Bertina made this suggestion, and the kids worked together to create it.

That's a nice idea.

You'll be happy to be welcomed by the kids, even more so by the lords.

"Oh, this is,"

When Donnis comes through the forest, he is welcomed by the children and breaks up.

He doesn't seem to hate kids. Rather, they may like it a little. That kind of joy is on my face.

...I don't want to believe that there's anything like a nine-year-old girl in here.

......you don't have one, do you?

"It's been a long time since I received such a warm welcome. Thank you."

At Donnis's words, the children looked at each other and shouted.

Donnis nodded greatly at the joyful boys, but only for a moment raised his eyebrows.

Perhaps there was something in his mind about the wounded brute kids.

You may have known that this church protects and supports such people, but you rarely see them in personally.

Barbara confirmed that it was the first time Donnis had visited the church.

If anything happens, Barbara is being called to the lord's house.

What a contrast to the lords who come to church every morning to eat.

Well, given the significance of this church, I can see that we can't let outsiders in without good reason.

"They're fine children,"

"Yes, energy is their specialty."

Bertina says such a thing.

Donnis looked a little surprised, but when he saw Bertina smiling, he muttered, "I see."

"Well, Mr. Donnerty," And Mr. Filman. I'll invite you to my seat."

Estella escorts the Donis, not Natalia.

I guess it's an appeal to the effect that they're treating us with such special treatment.

a large wooden table in the garden

There are eight chairs lined up there.

This is the seat of Donis and Filman, Libeka and Versa, Estella and Bertina, Sophie and Barbara. The rest of us will have a stand‐up party. We're going to set up another table and lay out the dishes there. ...however, I'm going to picnic with the kids around Bertina instead of sitting in a chair. In other words, eating and drinking on the ground with rug.

You can do whatever you want, whatever style you want.

"Well, Mr. Jiro. I'll bring you some food.""Oh! Hammer, it's work!"

```` `Well!''

a hamster rushing into the kitchen with his hands up.

She seems to be happy with her work because she's done helping her and has been free for a while.

Three people from Yodamari-tei and Delia join in to bring out the food.

Natalia and I are on Estella's side for the unexpected.

Marsha keeps her water tank beside the table and swings the water inside.

"Oh, are you a marine guild?"

Hello, DD. I've heard about it from Lucia's sister~☆

"Well... I see... I beg your pardon."

Donnis is embarrassed by Marsha's casual response.

I can't believe DD is the first person to use the name of a close relationship... Marsha's guy, he's quite a step forward. Well, I don't want to call you off.

Lucia doesn't get along with Donnis, either, do you?

"I always envied the thirty-five wards. I'm getting along with the sea-fishing guild."

It's okay~☆ If you get along well with Yashiro, you'll be envied by others. Is it, Mr. Jiro?"

"Don't throw such reckless behavior at me irresponsibly."

`Oh, you trust me, palm-pie,'

"Don't call me that, I'll call you Chorolin."

"'Hoot!'"

Somehow, I heard a whimper from all over the place.

When I looked around, Estella, Marsha, Womaro, Loretta and even Bertina shook their shoulders with their mouths pressed.

Ah, was everyone curious after all?

"Yasilo . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Estella stares at me desperately, holding back her laughter.

It's you.

That's because I don't think I should touch it.

That's a kind of hairstyle. curly hair, long hair, and single hair There's nothing strange about it.

That's because you have a consciousness that you shouldn't touch.

To put it bluntly, it's just like the kids here.

Because I'm injured, I think it's too much. The result is a touchy attitude.

But it's a painful thing for the kids, on the contrary.

It's a vicious sense of justice.

They want us to treat them as normal as any other.

You must have seen the faces of the children in the 42 wards when they were making a big fuss. That's what the kids here want.

`So I'm going to play with my hair aggressively!'

"You are the worst!"

"I just want to make the world smile."

"It's empty! For the most part... I don't admire making sensitive stories laugh."

"It's a delicate story...? You mean Chorolin!"

"It's noisy!? What's that impersonation?"

The kids are laughing loudly and the atmosphere is very bright.

And yet, if Donnis... he looks very frightened... Mmm.

"Well, what? I know a nobleman in the Twenty-ninth Ward."

Donnis reacts faintly.

"I told him about Donnis, and he listened with great pleasure."

Oops, I'm trying to pretend to be expressionless, but I can' The edge of my mouth is twitching.

"When I talked about my hairstyle, I found myself smiling the most. Of course, it was a pure smile without malice. Well, if I knew his character, I wouldn't have to tell everyone."

and glanced at Donnis.

Wow, you look so happy.

If you say, "If you know his personality," your pride will be stimulated by saying, "The eagle knows best." That's right.

It's obvious that it's taken on its own terms and it's too positive for us.

"Well, what is it is. Even the eagle has some confidence in this hairstyle. I always think that individuality should be seen as an advantage, yes."

I had confidence...

"Well... did you give me a nice smile? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . of the Eagle."

I think with a bites In a calm atmosphere reminiscent of the depth of the years, a drop of vermilion spreads through Donnis' expression.

It's as if an old tree of hundreds of years had sprouted a bud. Donnis felt a breath of youthful emotion in his mind.

"...huh!"

Such a breathless hair that destroys dignity and emotion.

"Call the eagle Chorolin!"

"Mr. Donnerty! That's what I expected!"

Estella works hard to stop Donnis standing up excitedly.

Then he glares at me lightly.

What? It's just soothing the atmosphere.

"Lord,"

Barbara walks up to Donnis and bows her head deeply.

"Thank you,"

"What are you talking about, Sister?"

"Individuality is an advantage--"

Barbara smiles as if to speak for everyone's feelings with her kids behind her.

` -- those words will surely help them in the future,'

one's individuality

That's what all the kids here have.

We affirm the characteristics of the kids, who are different -- unusual -- depending on their injuries and illnesses as "individuality." That may be something that people here are most pleased with.

It's not unusual.

It's just a little unique.

"I am proud that you are the lord of the twenty-four wards,"Say, Barbara, bow again.

Donnis, knowing that the unintended words had encouraged Barbara and the boys, brought out even deeper wrinkles and laughed.

"That's the same here, too," The Eagle is proud to have a sister like you."

Oh, I unintentionally put together a nice atmosphere.

Oh, I'm so good.

"Huh! Just as I intended!"

"Yasilo... I can't trust you."

Estella may want to give you a piece of advice, but the results are not strong enough.

Well, luck depends on ability. It is good to worship.

"That's it,"

Donnis turns to me.

He may be trying to maintain his dignity, but his good humor is evident in his eyes.

"What's wrong with the craftsman at the koji factory? I heard he'll be with me."

Firman stiffens himself at Donnis' words.

There's tension on my face. I thought they were getting more excited and excited, but the tension seems to be winning.

"Now, towards the church,"

said Estella, muddlingly.

Now Libeka, Bartha and Sophie are in the church.

Libekah, who had grown more nervous as Filman's footsteps approached her, ran away to church, saying, "Oh! I can't do it! I'm embarrassed!" just before she was about to go meet her with the Yodarmari-tei.

Sophie saw such a sister and began to smile -- kill. So we kept them in isolation together.

I'm sure Versa is looking at the same time.

Now it's a crucial moment.

"Aesthetica..."

Call Estella in a low voice and whisper in her ear to avoid being heard by Donnis.

"Can I ask you?"

"Yes, I'll manage to make time. Is it OK to eat?"

"I'll serve Mapo tofu after this, so don't worry about it."

"All right. ... Amazake?"

"That's afterwards,"

"Well... I think I'll ask the children to help me."

We're going to separate Donnis from Firman.

Or, rather, abduct Filman.

Circumstantial evidence suggests that Filman and Libeka think of each other.

However, it is only speculation based on the circumstances. It is necessary to establish it first.

Then confirm their intentions.

There is no point in introducing them to Donis unless they are going to keep their eyes on the future.

So first of all -- let Firman confess.

Let Estella earn the time.

"We will delay the start of the ""celebration"" a little, but we ask them not to feel the delay and not to feel unpleasant."

"Well, I hope you'll lure me out of Filman said.

I patted her on the shoulder and Estella headed for Donnis.

Confidential conversation is over.

The mission has started.

"Mr. Donnerty," Actually, I have another gift from the children."

"Oh, an eagle? That's great."

Estella approaches Donis, but the kids are making a fuss. Ad‐libbing?

I'm sure the kids haven't heard of course. Well, what are you going to do?

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"Guys, why don't you have the lord look at the bamboo dragonfly you practiced earlier?"

"Well, that's a great idea."

Bertina agrees with Estella's words.

He turns his face to the kids around him and gently talks to them as if he were telling them his best strategy.

"I'm sure you'll be happy if you can fly well." Okay, everyone. I'll show you the results of my practice."

``Yes!'

Bertina gives the kids a good ride and follows Estella.

Each of the kids takes a bamboo dragonfly out of their pocket and spreads it into the garden.

"Oh, my God. I'm looking forward to seeing what's going to start."

Donnis has a gentle eye for the kid.

You really like kids, don't you? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

As the kids spread across the garden, Estella winks at them.

It seems to be a sign that you should do it properly too.

Let's lure Filman out of the way.

"Huh? What's wrong with Filman? with a face like, 'I'm itching to see a church chapel!'"

"Is there anything else, Jillo?"

Estella closes her mouth in a hurry.

Stupid, you. Shut up. What if I get caught?

"What, Filman? Are you feeling sick?"

"What? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

"Phew. Don't be so shy as to defecate. I've always thought you've been strangely quiet, but... I don't see."

"... to?"

Donnis nods with a knowing air.

Filman on the other hand was blank."Don't trouble palm pippies. I'll just have to go."

"What? ... what?"

Filman looks at me, looks at Donnis, looks at me, and hardens.

Donis apparently said, "Filman was speechless because of his stomachache. I noticed it and tried to take it out casually."…He seemed to have misunderstood it like that way.

"As expected, palm-pie-pie-pie-pie-pie-pie-pie-pie-pie-pie.

Oh, did you still have the influence of spirituality?

Well, if that's the case, I'll take advantage of it.

"Filman, follow me."

"Oh, no, but I..."

"I'll take you to a good place."

Hold both hands over your head as you speak. a hoarse ear

"Ah...."

Philman, who guessed it, looked at Donnis in an unnecessarily hurry, looked at me, looked at him, and put his finger to my mouth, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

This guy's behavior is getting more suspicious.

"Well, then, Uncle Donnis," I'll leave the seat for a moment."

"Well, there's no hurry."

"Yes, then... let's go, Mr. Jiro."

They run up to me, and they run down against me.

It's close!

What's going on?

"I'm nervous and nervous."

"I see," Don't get nervous sticking to me. It's hard to walk."

"Well, I don't think you'll squeeze your hands..."

"Don't be silly. Ask Libeka."

"Why, can't you ask for such a shameful thing!"

Don't ask me to do that shameful thing.

It's not shameful."wa

Fast enough to leave Filman behind, I walk into the church.

"Ah, Jiro! Wait! Don't leave me alone! I'm so lonely!"

The construction of the twenty-fourth district church was very different from that of the forty-two.

This place is well functioned as a residential facility, perhaps because many adults live there.

On the other side of the aisle leading to the chapel is a lobby and even a lounge.

Hotel... No, it's like a pension.

There is a kitchen across the lobby, and the Jeanettes must be finishing their dishes now.

But now I have something to do with the chapel, not there. That's where Libeka is.

"Mr. Jiro,"

I was about to head to the chapel when the lobby approached me. Jeanette is the master of the voice.

"Are you going to the chapel?"

"Oh, what about you?"

"I'm all set. We are waiting for Mr. Jiro's signal."

"How about tofu?"

"Yes, it was very delicious."

"No, I wanted to ask you if you had any trouble with your cooking. Did you eat?"

"Ah... well, it's a taste! You can't cook deliciously without knowing the taste!"

"... my mother's influence?"

"Oh, well, never like that."I can't argue with you with pride."

Let's hope Jeanette doesn't turn into a bertina.

Well, if Jeanette tasted and tasted good, it wouldn't be a problem.

Mapo tofu is also promising.

"By the way... what the heck is Mr. Filman?"

Filman kept his head down on my waist all the time talking to Jeanette.

I'd love to ask you what this guy is doing. And I'd like to hit you with a single blow, whether the answer is good or bad.

"Well, I now wish to go to Libeka with a sacred mind, and I wish to refrain from talking to and seeing other women..."

Wow, what's this guy? That's scary.

"Are you restraining yourself because you can't help but look at milk?"

"Oh!? No way!? I'm going to sue the court for libel!"

"Ah... defamation..."

Jeanette looks a little tearful.

The real meaning of this guy is, "I don't do such a disgraceful act! Please refrain from making disgraceful misleading statements in front of Libeka!"

The preference for Jeanette's milk doesn't mean she's disgraced.

"Don't worry Jeanette," I'll take a good look at him."

"Confession, please.

I was told with a smile like that.

"Oh, brother! I was in a good place!"

Loretta comes running up from the kitchen, raising her hand.

Oh, another bad feeling.

"The manager is not at his desk right now, so I'll ask him where he's hiding the steamer... Whoa!? Was he here?"

"Well, the steamer...?"

"It's nothing! I'm hearing nothing!"

Loretta seems to have been unable to see the Jeanette here.

Are you suffering from a disease that requires regular hints?

"Loretta... I'll punish you later.""Yes, I'll do it but I'll do it, too.

Holding her mouth with both hands, Loretta shrugs her shoulders.

"…it's not a steamer, it's a shower. Milly was looking for raindrops."

Magda appears in the pinch of Loretta.

But honestly, it's painful.

No matter how natural the Queen Jeanette is, you won't hear the word "seiro" and "joro."

--as I had thought.

"Well, was it rain and dew?" I was mistaken for a steamer."

...I still seem to have underestimated Jeanette.

You're amazing. You've never heard of the word 'suspect,' have you?

"... by the way, it's true that Milly is looking for raindrops."

"Well, then I'll ask Sophie later."

Magda supplements me with a voice that I can only hear.

What a deception you've made!

"...and Jillo," What's the waistcoat?"

"Oh, this is it? It's a terminal symptom of a certain disease."

With the increase in the number of girls, Filman was trying to break into my clothes with even stronger guards. My head is stuck in my clothes. Haha. You're going to kill me, right?

"Are you a man who likes men?"

"Don't worry, it won's no such thing,"

"... without palm-roes, but over there..."

"Nothing,"

This guy just loves one girl extraordinarily.

to the point of extreme abnormality

"I'm about to meet a girl in the chapel."

"... well, I smell love."

"We must keep up with this!"

Why are you guys here?

When I turned to Jeanette to do something about it... she had glistening eyes.

I mean, I think Jeanette likes it, too. Another person's love affair...

"If you're ready, you can come with me."

"It's over!"

"Here we go!"

"...look at me."

I've been eating so hard that I'm going to give up and take you there.

Anyway, Jeanette looks like she's having fun.

I'll let you have your own way.

"Come on, little boy, clinging to his back. Keep your head straight! He's behind the door."

"You, behind the door...!?"

At my words, Filman straightens up and looks straight at the door. However, even after I'm away from my waist, he will grab my clothes by the hem. Don't be spoiled.

"Make up your mind you.

When I thrust him with my elbow, Filman staggers away from me.

After a big breath, Filman stands in front of the door.

Open this door and you'll find Rebekah.

I'm going to go get rid of it.

Filman holding his hands tightly in tension.

Do you want me to open the door?

About three steps back, the Jeanettes are watching the developments.

Put your hand on the doorknob and slowly open it.

I hear a dry squeak, and the air leaks out of the chapel. The scent of trees, carpets and candles wafts faintly.

The door connects to the side of the chapel.

It's not the front gate, so you go out of this place.

Passing between rows of wooden benches, it heads out into the chapel's central aisle. It's what we call the "Virgin Road" at weddings. A red carpet connects the entrance to the front altar.

"Ah...."

Filman exclaims in an unexpected manner.

At the end of Virgin Road, in front of the altar, Libekas stood.

Libeka's ears are erect, perhaps hearing Filman's faint voice.

If... Libeka's mistress wasn't Filman, it would be The End.

It's no laughing matter.

Oh my... I'm getting a little bit nervous.

The air in the chapel is tense and difficult to breathe.

Behind me, Jeanette and others are also breathing.

Even the talkative Loretta doesn't say a word.

Rebekah is in front of the altar.

and Sophie, dressed beside the altar--by the wall with Versa and a murderous aura.

...the air is so tense here, isn't it because of him?

Firman and Rebekah stare at each other for a while.

Libeka didn't recognize Filman last time, but not this time.

I informed him in advance that the whispering prince was coming. You must have guessed that this is the case. I hope so.

What if it's really different?

Anyway, I'd like you to confess quickly and give me the answer. There's nothing I can do here. It's not good mental to have to wait.

If things go well here, I can do the rest.

So if you can get over here...

I should have confessed quickly, but Filman wouldn't budge if he was in love with me.

It doesn't have to be a confession. Every word Filman says should make a difference in Libeka's face. Read it and you'll find the answer.

Say something, Filman!

"My throbbing chest is like a straw hat in a tornado..."

I'm starting to write like crazy, that shit!?

"Don't write! Speak!"Immediately confiscate your notebooks and pens!　

These important things should be conveyed in your own words!

So I won't return the notebook even if I look at you with such spiteful eyes!

"Show me your guts, Filman!"

approach and set off a small blast

All you have to do is say, "I like you." I'll show you when I don't show you guys here!

But Filman is not boiling.

I can't speak at all when I open and close my mouth.

You bastard!

"You've been thinking about Libeka, haven't you? You just have to tell me how you feel!"

Gritting his teeth, Filman shakes his head.

"It's time to be shy!"

shake one's head even harder

"You can be nervous, you can't be bad, you can't look good. Tell us how you feel."

Still, Filman shakes his head.

"Why can't you say it!"

"Because Libekah is so cute today!"

"Huh!"

Libekas exploded.

Oh, that's good.

Prince Whispers, it seems, was Firman.

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