788 Lesson 92 The Development and Application of Yes-Man Tactics - Love Edition

The boulevard, the center of the capital city of Kraubart... From there, it's on its way to the former residence of Clausius, once the residence of the lord... Meir is sensitive to the subtle change in the atmosphere of the town.

--Something... the whole town is getting dark... like that...?

Looking around, Meer quickly realizes why.

--Oh, there's a tree... You're blocking the sky...

However, the number of trees increases as if they had come into the woods. Plus, the vines crawl into the tree-lined streets, giving it a creepy vibe!

--The Cursed House of Clausius... "

Gokri, to Mia, who throats,

"Oh, I miss you..." This path doesn't change, does it? "

Father, Matthias spoke cheerfully.

"When I was young, I didn't want to go through this road, but my legs were completely distant..."

"Oh, is your father too?"

To my own father... this father! "There was a delicate place where it was melancholy in a dim atmosphere, but there was a gaze of mea..."

"Of course." "After all, the slopes here are long..." It's hard to climb the stairs... oh, why did you build them like this...? "

In my father's words, Meer, I saw a dim path...... I looked up!

The dim road is as long as a mountain road! It went on!

"Hey, this is..."

"Well, maybe it's just right for your body." Wahahaha

In spite of my father's laughter, Meer glanced up at the museum.

"Oh, I want a horse..." A horse is something that carries us to a high place...... "

When Lin MaLong heard this, she sighed as she crushed the name Zerif, which seemed to make her fall in love again.

--Well, if you exercise a lot, you can also eat cake for that amount... I'm sure you can put up with it if you want to make this dinner extravagant. Let's think about things!

Meer then turned to Anne.

- Anne, I'm going up this hill. Can I add some cake to dinner today?

With that in mind, Meer says.

This is going to be a good exercise, isn't it?

In response to Meer's words, Anne smiled at Niccoli and said:

“Yes, I ate a sweet cuttilla in the carriage, that's all.”

--Oh? That's weird... It seems that the calculations don't agree with me...? Isn't going up this hill enough for the cake I'm going to eat tonight...? Oh...?

Meer and Anne didn't have the feeling that there was a slight discrepancy in the calculation, but well, it's a common story with difficult math problems.

That's it, Meer, hee, hee! As I said it, I saw my father, Matthias, and Bell running up the slope energetically.

"Ahahah, it's a competition. Here, Lina too. Cyril, I'm coming with you."

Nnnh, a cheerful voice bell. From behind, Cyril also ran happily.

"Ahh... you're doing really well..." I wonder if that's what youth is all about...? "

Gently, as Matthias, who was running cheerfully through the front, suddenly looked behind her. And then...

"Phew..."

She was exhaling lightly, and Shutrina was wiping the sweat off her forehead.

The sudden breeze swayed her honey-coloured hair and sparkled.

...... Meer fell in love with the sight unexpectedly.

Noticing her gaze, Shrina smiled cheerfully,

This slope is quite tiring, Miss Meir.

And so on, he said in an adorable voice.

--Hmm, that's weird... Why...? You must be wearing the same butter as me... why does Lina look so pathetic...?

Of course, it's "hee hee hee!" or "Yeeeeeee!" "... because even when I'm tired, I don't say anything weird...

Something like this... the power of heroine, the power of daughter, the power of maiden... something that I can't afford to lose, and I feel like I've lost fatally... I don't feel like that.

"But..."

Are you okay, Meer?

"Huh? Ah, ahhh... Abel"

As I turned my gaze around, Abel stared at me worriedly.

"Yeah... it's okay. It's okay."

"I see. But don't push yourself." If you're about to fall, I'll support you. "

"Well! Abel..."

Meer, your cheeks are blushing with a dazzling face. If you narrow your eyes from a distance, you won't look cute... I wonder if it falls under the category of Gritty Heroin? It was a face that made me think!

Even if you lack the charm of heroine, you will reign as a heroine by placing people around you who will find heroin power.

Meer created a good situation by simply responding to herself.

It can be said that the application of Meer, who imposed Jesus Man on himself, shone brightly on the romantic side.

"Well, anyway..."

"Come on, we're almost there, let's do our best."

Meer goes up the hill, inspired by Abel. Up. Up!

Keep moving your legs inadvertently, and again, hee hee hee! As I was about to say it, I suddenly saw the museum.

The building overlooked the top of the slope...

"Oh, is this the Clausius Mansion...?"

Zero crushing is a small question. But there was a strange certainty in Mea's chest before I could hear anyone's answer.

Definitely, this is the cinema of Clausius. Cursed, it was Clausius' cinema.

A cinema with a red sunset on its back. At first glance, it looks like a building of common imperial architecture.

But... something's wrong. Somewhere, I get the impression that it's a bit uncomfortable.

For example, it's in the form of a roof. In imperial architecture, the place where a beautiful triangle should be drawn has a strange rounded shape... Or a window. If you think of it as an unusually small window, it might suddenly have a large unbalanced stained glass...

As for the pillars, I don't know what they are, but I feel somehow sick.

A small sense of discomfort can be seen everywhere... a subtle disharmony of architecture evokes a slight sense of anxiety in the chest. It's as if the alien castle is hiding in the skins of imperial architecture... and its inexplicable scourge is overflowing...

Father, Matthias said that it was depressing to go up that steep hill, but Meer wonders if the words were half lies.

--This mansion... somehow I don't really want to go in. I really feel like I'm being cursed.

Meer looked up at the mansion, groaning.