Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- You know... - Beata sniffled, wiping her eyes and pulling away from Gion. - With all this crap going on, I don't believe we'll be able to get married. Gods, with all this crap, I don't believe I'll even make it to tomorrow. Or that you will...
- Hey... Don't talk like that. We're still alive and kicking. We promised our people they'd have a wedding to attend.
- I'm not backing down from those words. They'll have a wedding, we'll get married, and we'll exchange those damn rings. But... do we really need all the formalities? You've already been deeply and firmly attached to me since the beginning. I think those bonds are stronger than marriage.
- It's still not quite the same, - Gion smiled.
- I don't give a damn if it's the same or not. We're already like husband and wife. All this fuss with the dress, the veil, and the rings is just for show. We're already together.
Beata took Gion's hands in hers, settling Mysterius on her shoulder. She looked intently into his eyes.
- Before the omnipresent, omniscient, and all-knowing Mother Anush, do you, Gion... Gion Tamaris, take me, Beata Laxes, to be your wife, do you swear to be with me in sorrow and in joy, in sickness and in health, at least morally, and to die on the same day, so that we won't regret that one of us outlived the other?
- Yes. Yes, I, Gion Tamaris, take you, Beata Laxes, to be my wife, and I swear to be with you in sorrow and in joy, in sickness and in health, at least morally, and to die on the same day, so that we won't regret that one of us outlived the other. And will you take me as your husband?
- Yes. I, Beata Laxes, take you, Gion Tamaris, as my husband, and I also swear before the gods to be with you in sorrow and in joy, in sickness and in health, at least morally, and to die on the same day, so that we won't regret that one of us outlived the other, and all that. I don't know if the gods are listening, but the main thing is that we hear each other. If necessary, I can say it again. I'm ready to say it every day. I've never said anything better.
- I'd be happy to repeat all this in a church, but even without that, I'm not going to back down from these words.
- As if I would... And now, in the absence of wedding rings, I suggest we exchange at least saliva, - Beata pulled Gion into a deep kiss.
"I wonder if either of us will change our last name, and if so, who?" - a silly thought occurred to him.

I'll sing and finally skip this part – we can add what everyone was doing in the past at this point. I'll have to leave Ayano in the past for now, but her actions don't really affect the future, so it's okay.

I'll have to leave Aiyano in the past.

These were the words Aiyano had hoped to hear from the Lord.

Guyon takes on a part-time job at the hospital, even if it's just as an orderly, cleaning up. This helps him reinforce the medical knowledge he gained.
Beata takes him to and picks him up from work, and she goes out with other Carnelian residents; generally, no one goes out alone. In their new home, they immediately buy a flag of Margel.

Applying her fantastic origami skills to wrap herself in a towel from neck to toe in a way that it couldn't possibly "accidentally" come undone, surrounded by ofuda charms, and holding her bag with clothes and a dagger of honor almost in her hands, Aiyano immerses herself in the water. In the process, she restrains herself from performing this action in the proper manner – letting out a heavy grunt like an old man, and sits like that for a while, not thinking about anything. "Problems keep piling up, don't they?" – the unwanted thought finally comes to her belatedly. She receives no sensible answer or continuation. The best method for dealing with difficulties that she has developed over the decades is to ignore them in the present moment and gradually contemplate them over a long period. This way, the chance of making a mistake approaches zero, and, moreover, on the level of her own thoughts, she arrogantly shows the problem that it doesn't bother her, and she gets a small dose of confidence and control over the situation from it. Does it sound silly? Ineffective? But it really works. Startled by the realization that she is starting to doze off, and clutching her bag more tightly, she sits for a little longer before finally deciding to get out. Returning the ofuda charms to their deck, she tidies herself up, gets dressed in the tightest and darkest corner of the changing room, and leaves the pond.

almost in hand

A fatal mistake.

I'll sing and finally skip this part – basically, we can add what everyone was doing in the past at this point. I'll have to leave Ayano in the past for now, but her actions don't really affect the future, so it's okay.

It's hard to say, as I don't know where we live at this time...
If it's a rented room with 1 interior slot, then buy Farrelian furniture + the Margel flag + the Minua flag (Minua > Margel).
If you get a new headquarters right away, then just the Margel flag + the Minua flag.

Otherwise, nothing changes.

Just a reminder about feeding Kiliki. Well, the house burned down, but the child still needs to eat...

Are there any photos of Erathia in just stockings feeding Kilik, who is also wearing just stockings?

Did their personal belongings survive?

Is there a picture of Erathia in just stockings feeding Kilik, who is also in just stockings?

No, she doesn't have stockings, only armor. But you can go ask Dionysus for her armored bikini (hopefully, he'll release an album).

She doesn't have stockings.

But she should!

These stockings are a modern fake. True attire is a set of lingerie that is 100% beautiful.

Having listened to the gray voices, Guion smiles mysteriously. "What's up?" Beata raises her eyebrow suspiciously. "The voices in my head again. They're discussing how lovely Erephir or Kilik would look in just stockings..." "Well... they're not wrong, you know." "And I think you would look even better in just stockings." "Guion, Guion..." "Am I wrong?" "I think you're probably right. But you know what?" "What?" "I'd like to see you in just stockings," Beata grinned wickedly. "Help me," Guion mumbled helplessly.

Having listened to the gray voices, Guyon smiles mysteriously.
“What’s up?” Beata raises her eyebrow suspiciously.
“The voices in my head again. They’re discussing how cute Erephir or Kilik would look in just stockings…”
“Well… they’re not wrong, you know.”
“And I think you would look even better in just stockings.”
“Guyon, Guyon…”
“Am I wrong?”
“I think you’re right. But you know what?”
“What?”
“I’d like to see you in just stockings,” Beata said with a sinister, lascivious grin.
“Help me,” Guyon mumbled helplessly.

"Undress!"

"Undress!"

"It's good that the curse forces me to obey Beate, and not the gray voices and whispers of Rinze, and Beate respects me enough that even if she makes me appear in just stockings, only she will see it, and maybe Mysterius."