# 51
To maintain the prestige and dignity of the nobility, money cannot be dispensed with.
Without money, prestige cannot be obtained.
So, isn't it the money you earned and offered that saved my brother's dignity?
Thanks to that, I learned about the “essential” tutorial I had been overlooking.
“This is money.”
Dearyn put the remaining money into Sirius' hands.
Money fell from the pocket and piled up on Sirius' palm.
Gold, silver and copper.
The money was shining in different colors.
Sirius looked at the money as if fascinated.
“This is...money...”
“Yes, you can buy anything with this.”
Djaren thought to herself with a sense of pride and a strange feeling, while Sirius seemed enchanted by the money she had given him.
A person who loves money might just smile at the sight of money, but Sirius looked at money with magic.
A look that suggests money can achieve everything.
"anything…?"
“Uh… not everything, but most things…?”
Dearyn had to be careful with every word she spoke, as Sirius had a complete lack of economic understanding.
Deyarin quickly tried to correct her mistake after she realized she had said something inaccurate.
“So, can you also...?”
...But it seemed like it was too late.
Sirius's eyes were rolling with an expression that indicated he was obsessed.
Dearyn saw in Sirius's eyes the kind of attachment that a young puppy shows to its mother.
“No, I'm not your mother either...”
“Is Deyarin also among this majority?”
“No, humans are not among them.”
“Why?”
It is difficult to explain why, as the slave trade was widespread at that time.
The moment of hesitation in answering was a big mistake.
“Can I buy two houses?”
“...No. Two houses cannot be bought. They will not be sold.”
Deyarin explained firmly.
Don't talk like that about buying and selling people!
Although she herself may have been brought from somewhere.
…But why, when he hears such conversations, does the corner of his mouth start dancing?
“So, even with more money than this, two houses can’t be bought?”
“No, money can't buy me.”
“So, how can I buy two houses?”
"…What?"
Deyarin answered a question that had never occurred to her.
But did she think to herself that she might be sold?
'Have you never been sold before?'
If we are to be precise, two monasteries were sold in the past as a means of supporting the temple.
To provide money to raise a girl, or to have a priest for the family, money was not clearly circulating, but there were unseen financial benefits.
In this case, wouldn't it be considered a sale?
M.M.: Her family, like those who sold her to the temple, intended her to be a priestess
“What can you buy two houses with then, if not money?”
Sirius's innocent question made Dearyn discover that she didn't know how to answer.
The answer became even more difficult because the person who asked had sacrificed his life for the temple, as if it was a serious question from someone who might have been subjected to a scam.
Indeed, there are things that money cannot buy, but upon closer examination, it may be possible to consider it a sale. Purchasing requires multiple procedures and details.
'How can I explain this?'
Most things can be bought with money, but there are things that can never be bought.
The more I try to explain unseen phenomena, the more I realize my lack of ability to express myself, and this is another one of those moments.
"You can buy people's work with money, such as when they agree to work for you. People who work at home get paid for the work they provide."
“I understand.”
“But buying the person himself, as a living being, cannot be done.”
Sirius frowned at him, it seemed to have confused him.
“What if I asked to continue working?”
“You can ask for it, but it depends on whether the person wants to respond.”
“Will Dearyn not respond?”
“…Ah…”
Deyarin is well aware that Sirius is attached to her, but for the matter to be brought up so openly as if it were the premise of a contract was a new experience.
“Well, I'm a bit of an exception, because my life is dedicated to the ruler, so my will follows the will of the temple more than my personal will...”
While Deyarin was speaking, she felt something unusual.
Is it true that your life cannot be controlled by your own will?
But everyone lives like this.
So there was no time to feel weird.
“So, can I ask the governor?”
"…What?"
But Sirius' question was very strange.
Dearyn looked at Sirius in astonishment.
He seemed endlessly serious.
“Could you ask the governor to give you two homes?”
“…Maybe…ah, I don’t think so.”
…maybe.
...but not really!
The conversation was so irrational that Deyarin felt like she was about to lose her mind.
It was almost like a kid talking about conquering the world.
The more seriously it is taken, the more complex it becomes.
“But, Sirius, do you have that kind of money?”
."Ah. Money. I don't have it."
Sirius admitted frankly.
This is the first time he has actually seen money.
Naturally, he doesn't have any money.
“…What? You don’t have money?…Wait.”
Is it possible that he spent his life on the battlefield and never earned a penny?
Even Dayarin, who dedicated her life to the ruler, received some personal rewards.
“I'll ask Robin later.”
It made perfect sense for him not to give the money, especially after the children had been kidnapped, their memories erased, and turned into “mad dogs.”
But it is illogical for a person to be prepared to become a “master” and begin his social career without being given any money.
The “Sayyid”’s lack of money was illogical.
“For now, use this.”
Dearyn presented the bag of money to Sirius.
He must learn how to use money.
Even if he got the money later, if he didn't know how to spend it, it would be of no use.
Or he may spend it in inappropriate places and lose it quickly.
“You can't buy people, but you can buy anything offered in this market.”
Dayarin pointed to the stalls that gradually began to appear.
Besides food, other merchants began to settle in the place.
"Hello!"
Sirius looked at each product carefully.
Like the food, most of the things he saw were completely new to him.
"What is this?"
“This is a scarf that is wrapped around the neck.”
Even with the explanation, Sirius didn't understand very well.
He was supposed to have some experience so he could understand things easily.
These daily outings were very important.
What Ceres crucially needs is experience.
Deyarin showed how the scarf is worn around the neck.
“Ha, like this.”
Sirius looked at Dearyn as he nodded.
“It's like petals falling on a flower.”
“…….”
His tone was calm, but his words were not calm.
Perhaps the sweet food he ate had affected his expression.
Dearyn was astonished by Sirius' astonished expression that appeared unexpectedly, as if she had tasted honey.
“Wow, how could you say something like that!”
Instead of Deyarin, who was at a loss for words, the merchant responded.
“If it's so pretty, you should buy one!”
“Buy.”
“No, wait a minute.”
Before Dearyn could stop him, the deal was quickly completed.
In the blink of an eye, Sirius' purchase of his first product was over.
“…No, how can you buy something for me?”
Deyarin was stunned as she held the scarf she had ended up buying, confused about what to do.
“I told you to spend the money.”
“Money is not unlimited! You should have chosen what you wanted from the money you had and bought it!”
Even though there was some money left over, if he kept spending like this, he wouldn't last long.
"This, this. We're going to have a problem."
Dearyn was aware that teaching Sirius about economics was more important than teaching society etiquette.
So, she changed her order of priorities.
But even with Djarin's insistence, Sirius was determined.
“I wanted to buy it.”
“It's mine.”
“Because I like to see what Diarin does.”
"……What?"
“I bought it because I wanted to see that.”
“……Ah…”
The day was full of moments that made her lose her ability to express herself.
Sirius looked at Dearyn with an innocent expression and asked sincerely.
“Is this not true?”
“Not that it's not true, but...”
Dearyn was concerned that Sirius wasn't spending money on himself, and also because she couldn't ignore the fact that the only one interested in watching it was herself.
Her relationship with Sirius, which requires them to eventually go their separate ways, could become difficult if she gives him too much affection now.
She could clearly see that receiving this emotion would make the future more difficult for her.
Was there anyone else in her life who was as attached to her as Sirius was?
'He wasn't there.'
The presence of someone anywhere made no difference, whether he was there or not.
No one had ever shown such intense interest as Sirius had.
This devotion cannot be unsweet.
It was an interest and attachment that could not be avoided.
“I should be the one to leave him first.”
Sirius was like a little kid.
As time goes by, as he meets more people and experiences more, Sirius will forget someone like Dearyn and say, “Ah, there was someone like that.”
At that time, instead of facing the pain and wounds, it was better not to give her entire heart to protect herself.
“Okay, now let's look for something for Sirius.”
Dearyn turned her body toward another booth.
Although Sirius followed her quietly, he did not show the same enthusiasm that he had shown when he was choosing something for Deyarin.
Dearyn nudged Sirius, who was moving slowly, and pulled him towards the booth.
Dearyn had never seen Sirius move so slowly before.
“You lazy puppy.”
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