⚔️Serberia Auto-translated

Upon learning the purpose of the visit, the girl working at the store ran upstairs. "Mother, someone came from the newspaper!" After a few long minutes, the owner of the bookstore came down to greet the guest; judging by the fact that she didn't even have time to get dressed properly, the woman seemed very flustered. "Good afternoon," she said, "could you explain it again? Hmm... well, what do you need..."

"Hello!" Ilva replied with a phrase etched into her mind, while trying not to stare at the shopkeeper's "clumsiness." "Sorry for the intrusion! My name is Ilva, and I am conducting a survey for 'Eidolon.' If you have some time to answer a few questions, that would be simply wonderful!"

— Any questions? Okay, but… could you speak a little slower?

“A little slower…?” Ilva asked, but then she composed herself and nodded affirmatively. “Of course, as you wish!” She opened her notebook to a new page and prepared to take notes. “So, the first question: what is your favorite season?”

“What’s your favorite time of year?” Katarantia asked again. “Oh, that’s a very difficult question… I really like the autumn foliage, and in winter, the snowfall is magical in its own way. In spring, everything blooms, and it makes your soul happy, and in summer…” she paused. “Peaches ripen in the summer.”

Ilva carefully wrote down the saleswoman’s answer in her notebook, so that she would feel more comfortable. “Peaches are great!” she said, raising her eyes to face Katarantia and then immediately lowering them. “Um, do you have a favorite color?”

— Blue, I guess... It reminds me of my home, Anemone.

say that I'm also from Anemone.

Why? Okay.

—Anemone? Cool, I have an acquaintance from there. I've always wanted to visit, even though I don't know why... —another page is done. —Next question, sorry for being forward: do you have a favorite person?

I don't know, maybe she can teach him the Dawn Sword skill...

Acquaintance

I thought we were family...
Revan, can the scores in the contest be changed?

— Isn't love immodest? — The woman didn't understand, and then she hugged her daughter. — My dearest little one is right here.

Added 2 minutes later

Revan, can you change the scores in the contest?

Sure, go ahead and change them, but post the new ones in a new thread.

“How lovely!” Ilva smiled sincerely for the first time in the last few hours. If things had turned out differently in their lives, perhaps she too could have been in the place of this happy girl, hugging her mother, and possibly her father, and of course, her brother... “Excellent, question number four: what is your opinion on a possible conflict between Rohental and Serberia?” the girl quickly pushed away the overwhelming feelings.

— Conflicts are bad... And why can’t we all just live together in peace?

“I completely agree with you.” Ilva, still lost in her own thoughts, somewhat absentmindedly wrote down the saleswoman’s answer. “And, um… oh yes… one last question: what do you think of Her Majesty, the Queen?”

— About her…? — The woman didn’t understand who they were talking about, but luckily, her daughter whispered to her. — Ah… just a moment… — She takes a book titled “Sophia der Grosse” from one of the shelves and hands it to Ilve. — Here, I think you’ll find all the answers to your questions. But please, when you’re finished reading, put it back on the shelf and don’t take it out of… the store.