Posts from Sakuramoria Auto-translated

- Humu-humu... Coach, I have the same question for you, - Futa tapped on the barred window behind her. - But you don't necessarily have to choose someone from the underage students.

— Do you allow me to speak frankly, madam?

- Yes.

— My beloved is you, Your Majesty. I am certain that with your radiant beauty, you will be able to dispel the dark clouds hanging over Sakuramoria and bring smiles to the faces of all your subjects... But if you are curious to know whom I find most attractive in terms of appearance, I will name your adopted granddaughter, Her Highness Levisia Starlight.

- What an excellent answer from someone serving the royal family, - Futaba sighed, shaking her head. - Maybe you should find yourself a wife...
She flipped through the workbook. The remaining sections were too difficult to apply to everyday life, and it was unclear what goals they pursued.
Towards the end of the visit, the queen stepped onto the path leading to the villa, with the maids on either side bowing their heads as usual. Futaba's nervous gaze darted to the clothing of the nearest maid, trying to catch some hint to answer the first section of the book, but the closed dresses did not allow for this. With trembling hands, she took out a handkerchief and dabbed the sweat from her forehead. Gradually, she began to understand what Elliot and Yumiko had to deal with. The insidious feeling that made one view the people closest to them only as tools for fulfilling hidden personal goals caused notes of anxiety and despair. Truly, this book was a diabolical artifact, capable of enslaving the mind of a weak-willed person and leading them to dubious actions, promising nothing in return. Whoever this Lauren E. is, it was clear that this person was a skilled manipulator of hearts, or even a sorcerer on par with Carvia. She would need to request this information from Neves Sipe and stop the supply of these "training" materials, in case this is not a single artifact, and their mass production has been established in the country.
Slightly calmed by these thoughts, Futaba steps aside and, with a stony face, calls the maids one by one, whispering a question from the first section in their ear, and demanding the same private verbal answer, after which she orders them to never tell anyone about it, not to discuss it among themselves, and in general to immediately erase this event from their memory. She repeats the procedure until the first section is completed.

Even Rinze wouldn't stoop to that...

The quarter was coming to an end: it was time to start preparing more actively for various exams and tournaments. Entering the library, Varya browsed the shelves in search of the most useful literature, and it seemed she had found something. "The Beauties of Aeolia." It was about the cultural and religious traditions of the region. It would be a good warm-up, especially since Aeolia was an interesting country. Opening it, Varya was somewhat surprised by the small amount of text in the magazine. I mean, where are all the instructive things, where did you lose them? The second surprise (not counting the look at the scantily clad Avatarian, Tiarell) was that there were a lot of re-skins. "Excuse me, Your Majesty Celestia, but it seems that culturally, you will soon be defeated. And that would certainly not be the worst outcome compared to what you are experiencing from that bandit, Suitangi, about whom teacher Altino told." Overall, it was quite informative; Varya looked with interest at the representative of the Kaoli race, and the warrior Kiera Rin made a certain impression... Although, from the point of view of preparing for the exams, there was surprisingly little information. Hmm, what's next?

Although the queen's question seemed unexpected, the servant obediently lifted the hem of her uniform and showed her something white.
— Your Majesty... This is... Excuse me... But underwear is part of the uniform, so we all have the same ones...

- I just asked if it wasn't necessary to show it... - the queen took the servant's hands in hers and gently placed them back down. - Don't overthink it, it's all for the good of Sakuramorii... - she murmured. - We're working on a new design for the uniform. But nothing is decided yet, and it's a secret... So don't tell anyone about it, - Futa wagged her finger at the servant, trying to look stern, although it was hardly possible in the current situation. - The Crown is proud of you. Go.
After this scene, Futa realized that she had enough "lessons" for today, and taking a breath, she went to her usual voluntary-compulsory gatherings with the old man.

Then, according to her priorities, Varya borrows the second issue of the "Castle" magazine from Leila, reads it, learns something new and slightly worrying about the king's guard (I wonder if Futaba knows?), and returns it.

+5 to Dodge, +1 to Initiative.

and how do you get the stats from an exhibition item?

No way. They're just showing us how cool the things a king can afford are. Maybe at the end, they'll let us choose one of the bonuses, besides the usual catapults.

— Quite an... interesting collection of exhibits.

—Tell me about it. —Without paying much attention to the stuffed animal and the outdated toothpick, Nira immediately moved on to the portrait. —Now, this is more my style! Wonderful selection of clothing and style, magnificent artistic composition, hairstyle, makeup, and that handbag from the new collection for seventy thousand reeves? Mmm. 😍 You can immediately tell it's a truly royal "exhibit," hee-hee.

“Have you found a queen to your liking?” the Taïmanian smirked, watching her companion’s reaction. “Once you’ve had your fill, I suggest we move on. Perhaps we’ll encounter something else that catches your eye. With the local approach to arranging the exhibits, it’s hard to predict what we might find.”
Let’s go further.

—Well, as they say, you can kiss the most fashionable and newest shoes, bought with love and expertise, and it won't be a sin! 😘 Just kidding...
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