☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- The bride and groom hold one bow together, so there is only one arrow. There used to be many different omens associated with this, but now the main thing is just not to hit anyone.

At that moment, Erephir began to realize that it would be good to give Kilike a wedding gift.

-- And is the bow special, ceremonial? And the arrow? What do they look like, what is the tradition, can you describe it?

- Damn, this is really a bummer. - The boy's eyes reflected notes of bittersweet longing, which were unusual for his everyday demeanor. - I was pretty sure that at least such a harmless scenario would definitely work out, but it seems not. You know, you and Sonatka are the only ones I enjoy spending time with for something other than just sex, so it's even more disappointing that all the best girls are already taken or just aren't inclined to anything serious. Well, my "Tower" is ready to explode at any moment, but your rejection really hurt, so you can consider that you broke a young man's heart... Sigh, what bad luck! - Shaking off his hand, Muda-kun extends it to the priestess. - I don't want to be a parishioner; I don't see the point in it, and I'm not really interested in moving down the hierarchical ladder, but I accept your offer of friendship. Who knows, maybe your guy will kick the bucket or something, and I'll have another chance, so being around won't hurt. By the way, when is your birthday?

- Well, listen... she glanced suspiciously at the hand, unsure – or perhaps knowing – what it might have done, sighed for the third time, and shook it. - The 29th of the 2nd – as expected. But my "guy" won't "give up," he promised me. Otherwise, I'll give him such a dressing down that he'll regret being born, - only now, suddenly realizing that the guy might be nearby, she cast a menacing glance at the surrounding forest. - You know, you're quite emotionally mature, Muda-kun. Is this an innate trait of your character, or something you acquired through a difficult life?... By the way, do you have any Zimivian roots?... Anyway, I'm glad you understand, and - my offer regarding Sonata still stands, no matter how small her chances are. She's married, by the way, and values this above all else, so be aware that if you cross the line, you won't get anything at all in this life. But besides all that, remember - if you "die" or allow someone, either us in general or your friends in particular, to do so, you'll get an equally harsh dressing down. Although this won't make you my "guy." Keep that in mind, got it? And finally learn how to use your shield. Why did you take it off someone's body and still haven't put it to use?... You know, we could really use your skills right now. But you don't have enough experience for that.

Twenty-ninth of the second month – as expected.

So, Ayano is really just a pushover, huh?

-- And is the bow special, a ceremonial one? And the arrow? What do they look like, what is the tradition, can you describe it? )

- The bow is given in the church by the priest Anuzish; it has many decorative elements and is not very suitable for use in battle. To make the arrowhead, you need to melt something from the bride and groom's household items. For the shaft, we use branches from a tree that grows near their home, and for the fletching, we take leaves from trees of their choice.

- The bow in the church is given by the priest Anuzish; it has many decorative elements and is not very suitable for combat. To make the arrowhead, you need to melt something from the bride and groom's household items. For the shaft, branches from a tree growing near their house are used, and for the fletching, we take leaves from trees of their choice.

Alaria wasn't sure how their gathering turned into a discussion of Hellesian wedding rituals, but she didn't object to the conversation. It was quite interesting to hear something new.
— Hmm, but if the future couple doesn't yet have a home, for example, they travel a lot around the world and only returned to their homeland to formalize their union, then how is the issue with the tree resolved?

- What an interesting and lovely custom! - Yes, it sounds really great.

"You have a very delicate palm," Hein concluded after a firm handshake that cemented their friendship, "perfect for... Well, never mind, it's not that important today. So, when will you celebrate your birthday, on the first or the twenty-eighth? Just don't say never. I'll bring you or send you some little gift. Maybe a vial of my mysterious white liquid, or something else, although sending something like that to a princess's villa is risky, and if I send it to the Temple, you'll definitely start lecturing me about how such things don't belong there, or something. By the way, about the Temple, haven't you thought about changing or diversifying your work wardrobe a bit? For example, you could make it so that your stomach and armpits are visible; then you'll probably have more visitors, and they'll be more willing to donate. And as an alternative, you could have special outfits for holidays – a maid's outfit for Valentine's Day, a casino bunny outfit for some other important day, and so on. As for your lineage and traits, I don't know. Who is Sonatka's husband, by the way? Lucky bastard."

- On the twenty-ninth, Muda-kun. And considering my lifestyle before Margel – never, because I was always traveling before I ended up here, and dates didn't matter to me. If you send me your "mysterious liquid," I'll make you drink it – keep that in mind. Wardrobe... Do you even understand the meaning of "uniform"? - a heavy sigh and a wave of the hand. - I will definitely consider your requests, undoubtedly... However, if you think this is being done for money, you are terribly mistaken. I hope that over time you will understand this... You don't know Sonata's husband, I can tell you that right away. If you want, ask her, but she probably won't tell you. Lucky – yes, there's no doubt about that. You can't even imagine how much. His luck stat is probably over a thousand.

- Nah, drinking my mysterious liquid would be a real pain, so that's not an option. But if you give me your liquid, that's a different story. - Winked. - My birthday is on January 1st, by the way. Alright, buddy, I won't take up any more of your time; it's clearly been more than a couple of minutes.

He's practically a New Year's miracle, not just a person.

So that’s why Ayano is, what, 17 years old? )

- Come on, come on... - another sigh accompanied by a wave of her hand. - Learn to use the shield and survive alongside your comrades. I don't even want to write you down in my diary just to forget about you in two seconds.
Upon returning to the camp, she sighs again, for what seems like the umpteenth time, and pats Anpan heavily on the shoulder:
- An-chan... - says Aiyano with a sigh. - Let's step aside for a moment. I want to tell you something.

Considering that embarking on a dangerous mission while in a state of XXX-tension could be risky, Gnilomud steps aside, takes a picture of Ayano in one hand, and his tower in the other – the one he shook her hand with.
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- An-chan... - Ayano says with a sigh. - Let's step aside for a moment. I want to tell you something.

- My name is Anpan. Do you really lack the intelligence to remember that? - He steps back. - What do you want?

- Hmm... I know your name; that's just my personal nickname for you. It's strange that you haven't figured that out yet.
- So, here's the thing... - she frowns and shakes her head. - You're a really unpleasant person - quite nasty, in my opinion, which completely contradicts Sonata's opinion of you. I'm just being blunt. Well, I think you understand why I feel this way after our only meeting - you ruined my mood that day so much that I was actually surprised by myself. So much so that I almost took it out on the next person, which would have been... extremely wrong. Yes, yes, it shouldn't be something that defines a person forever, especially someone in my position, and yet... You know the principle that "first impressions are the most important"? Well, it worked perfectly here. And yet, - she sighs and shakes her head again. - You ran away very quickly. In an instant, you hurled insults at me personally, as well as at all my followers and my faith. And you did it so quickly that I didn't even have time to respond - as if you were afraid to defend your views. Do you think that's normal?... Is that befitting a man?... I don't. But okay, I'll admit that you might have misunderstood me, or I might have misunderstood you... Anyway, I've decided to temporarily remove you from my "to-do" list until the end of our current conversation - and then we'll see what happens. And I don't want that misunderstanding - as I'd like to believe it is - to influence my actions even a little bit. Go ahead, tell me, explain your position in detail. You're an ideological guy, so I'll consider your individual opinion from the perspective of a self-respecting woman in its entirety. ...but listen, I'll tell you right away - you can keep your insults to yourself; they'll only make you look worse, and nothing more. They won't strengthen your point of view in any way.