The majority vote is everything.
　the twenty-nine wards which Marul affirmed.

　Marul, who had been looking at the city as a feudal lord since childhood, told us about the distorted reality.

"As Palm Pippi said, there's too much pressure in this city to go along with. Minority is suppressed as if it were evil... it's a bad habit that was created when the 'BU' community was established and still hasn't improved."

Maul says BU is causing this extraordinary synchronization.

"As you know, each constituency of 'BU' has a small territory, no industry, and weak power. But I'm so proud that I don't want to lose to the outside world... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"No. Keep going."

　Maruru apologizes to the expression that sounds inferior, but Estella encourages the future.
　There's no need to gloss over it now. Let's just tell the facts. That's easier.

"That's why I tried to create communities in the seven wards, generate mutual benefits, and maintain strength." To do so, each ward had to be equal and equal. and so there is a staring contest between the wards to keep tabs on each other to make sure they don't run away."

　In order to maintain a community, each district must be equal.
　Therefore, those who try to get ahead are thoroughly denounced, and if they are isolated, the district will be attacked and destroyed in no time. By creating such a system, the whole district became a check‐and‐balance relationship.

"That's why the pressure to agree with them and the majority vote that can be said to be a symbol of that pressure."
"Well, it's hard to express your opinion in the BU right now."

　If we do not get approval when we call for sanctions against the 42 wards, we may become isolated. If this happens, they could be accused of "overdoing" and eliminated and rejected by unusually strong pressure on their alignment.

　That's where the majority vote comes from.
"I think the 42 wards are too much." "Oh, I'm sure you're going to do it." "Then you're going to impose sanctions." "Maybe it's OK."…" It may have been decided.
　It's sad that I don't feel so wrong.

"The majority vote I saw in the lord's house certainly felt a little bit of barrenness."

　Estella probably recalls that intimidating majority vote on the day she met with the BU guys.
　The majority vote was enforced as if it were absolute justice without regard to our opinions.
　The decision is inviolable and impossible to overturn...

"That's the nature of the city, and that's why he was turned away by the people at home."
"Yes, sir," The reason why I was promoted to the next lord may have been because of pressure from his sympathies. No one was on my side."
"If you can't go against the majority in accordance with the opinion of your lord, it might be a sin to even reach out to the weak...?" How pitiful are the people of this ward?"

　Lucia slashes the system of this ward.
　Lucia has launched and implemented a number of policies that will snuggle up to the vulnerable.
　You don't want to acknowledge the psychology of those who kicked Marul out, even though you understand it.

"It may be fair to decide everything by majority, but..."

　Estella also clouded her expression.
　Is majority voting equal...? I guess that's the kind of perception that people in this ward and BU.
　That's just a justification for suppressing the opinions of the minority."

"As a result, 'BU' has become very distorted." So are these beans."

　The system of imposing beans, which can be said to symbolize the distortion of this ward.
　This is another rule decided by a majority vote by BU.

"Each leg of 'BU' has to produce one bean professionally, divide it equally within 'BU' and use it equally......that's the rule."

　According to Maul, the beans each district is responsible for producing are as follows:

　23 wards "peas"
　Twenty-four wards "Soybean"
　Twenty-five wards, "Rakkabu" (Flower Flowers)
　Twenty-six wards "Cacao Bean"
　"Coffee Beans" in the twenty-seventh Ward
　28 wards "Ozu" (red beans)
　Twenty-ninth Ward "Soramame"

　And surprisingly... they produce the same amount of these beans.

"It started with a toll."

In the BU, the 23 wards adjacent to the 30 wards with gates and the 25 wards adjacent to the 35 wards with harbors were sufficiently rich with only tolls.
　But communities must be equal.
　Therefore, it seems that the tolls that had been collected up until now were distributed to each ward under the pretext of "passing through BU."

"And you didn't complain?"
"It's out. That's why I'm making beans."
"Because of the toll, beans...?"

　Marul laughs a little when he sees Estella with a difficult face.
"You don't usually understand it," he says with a self-deprecating smile.

"The districts that join the BU originally produced beans. However, sales and production were mixed up. They didn't sell that much, and peanuts and peas were well known. but,"
"Among them, there were beans that boasted explosive sales?"
"Yes, yes,"

Among the beans produced at BU, there are many varieties and processed products made from them...

"Soybean,"
"Yes. Soybeans are exceptional. That alone would have overtaken the sales of the other six wards."

　There are soy sauce and miso in this town.
　At first I was surprised by its existence, but somehow I was convinced that the invention of the processed product was produced by farmers and guilds with a single desire to sell the product.
　Soybean sales would have been one-tenth as good as they are now if they had only been boiled and eaten.
　It must have been a desperate effort to develop the product development.

"It's inferior to soybeans, but adzuki beans and cacao were also quite popular."
"But there was inequality there. That inequality has been eliminated, in order to offset it with the toll."

　Mercia nodded silently to Lucia's words.

　distribute tolls Instead, it also distributes the profits of the blockbuster soybeans.
　But that doesn't solve the injustice.
　The twenty-ninth leg, for example, has so far only benefited.

"The twenty-nine wards without particular specialties were like the number of 'BU's'."
"Number is power. I can't say it's unnecessary."
"Well, even if you're negotiating with Lucia's 35 wards for a toll, it's more advantageous to challenge her in the 7th leg of 'BU' than in the 25 wards alone."
"...huh. I'm having a hard time."

　The wards that benefit play a role of mutual aid as a force of numbers.That's how they seem to balance themselves.

"In BU, equality and fairness are respected anyway. Therefore, it is unacceptable for soybean farmers to be burdened or profitable. That's why there's a rule that beans in 'BU' should be produced uniformly."
"... a fool?"
"I can't deny it,"

　Estella and Lucia glanced at my remark for a moment, but they didn't remonstrate. You must have sympathized with me. Because it's a stupid rule.

"So have you reduced the production of oversold soybeans and increased the production of other unsold beans as much as soybeans?"
"Yes. And as a result, to get rid of the massive inventories, we created a rule that says, 'Let's each district consume this much beans every month,' and a funny rule that says, 'Sixty percent of the food we serve to our customers must be beans.'"

　In order to ensure equality, unnecessary increases in the production of beans and imposes the rest of the beans under the coercive name of 'rules'.

"The word equality forced the city to accept a distorted system."

　To sum up roughly, what is BU????

　In order to keep up with the outer peripheral districts, the lords of the seven wards colluded to show off their power and created a system in which equality was enforced equality.
　In order to equalize wealth and labor, the government completely ignored sales, matched production, and even regulated consumption to consume surplus.
　What's more, because we want to make even a small amount of soybeans with strong sales, we've run out of other beans, and the beans are sowing so much that we can'together.

　I see.
　That's why you're being forced to use peanuts, beans, and so on.
　You're trying to force beans that you can't use inside on people outside.

"Wouldn't such a distorted system be an idea to get out of the BU?"
"That's impossible," for our ward is weak."

　There are no specialties, no industries, and small territories.
　If the twenty-nine wards leave the BU because they don't like the distorted rules, they will be hostile to the other six wards and collapse economically in no time.
　The people of the domain will flee to other wards and disappear in real terms.

"Yes, there's a benefit to it said. But more than that... you can't be isolated. To live in this world."

The reason for staying in BU seems to be "to live."

　The food was clean and gone, leaving the beans behind.
　As I nibbled at the boiled bean, I was wondering how to confront this warped but tightly united community called BU.

　It is a majority vote to exercise power in this town.
　But there are seven enemies over there.

　The easiest way to win is for us to have more than eight people together and have a majority vote, but it's very unlikely that outsiders will be able to interfere with the decisions made in BU.
　If we were to take the eight of us and urge them to participate in the majority vote, they would vote it down in an instant, asking, "Who wants these people to participate in the majority vote?"

　The most realistic of them would be to turn four of the seven over to my side."

"Yasilo,"

　Gently, Natalia approaches.
　Natalia, who had listened in silence and refrained from speaking. There seems to be something you want to say to me.

"If you go to another ward in the BU, I will accompany you."

　Apparently, Natalia was thinking the same thing.
　To overturn the majority vote, more than four people must be drawn in.

"They say there is a very extreme tuning phenomenon within the BU. So, if you have... I'm a motte wherever I go!"
"For now!"

　Estella's tsukkomi sticks into Natalia, who has a dark face scraping up her black hair with all her might.

"It's a temporary boom. In a few more weeks, another trend will come out."
"That's why I think I should go to other wards in Motemote and negotiate with the lords. Anyway, I'm a motemote!"
"Yasilo! I'm against using this trump card! It's going to work, but it's extremely unpleasant!"
"Oh, that's strange, Estella. -- me, too."

　It's true that if you take the person you're talking about, you'll feel better.
　But......I don't want to negotiate properly with a guy who's sticking out his nose at the sight of Natalia.
　I'm afraid he'll hit me with a rock.

"I'll go with more ordinary hands,"
"Oh, I can't believe Jillo recommends a direct attack."
"What are you saying, Estella?"

　You really don't know me, do you?

"I'm going to attack you with a more ordinary `cowardly means'."
"... Oh, my God, I want to stop with all my might."

　Estella. Turn that fist at the lords of BU, not at me.
　I haven't said anything wrong.

"Did my story do you any good?"
"Oh, for the time being, it was the harvest that we could see vaguely the reality of the 'BU' which was too mysterious."
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

　Grasping, clasping and popping over his belly, Maul gazes out of a large window at the garden.
　Beyond the magnificent garden lies the 42 wards.

"I can't believe I can't see such a beautiful thing anymore because of this nonsense... I absolutely hate it."

　At first, I couldn't understand what Marul was talking about.
　Soon after, however, Marul's gentle smile at Theron and Wendy finally made sense.

"You watched the fireworks?"

　Estella says earlier than I say.
　From here, I might have seen the fireworks of that day beautifully.

"Yes, it was very beautiful. I didn't know what was going on at first because of the sudden loud noise."
"I'm sorry. You didn't take enough care of me."
"No, it's a festival in your ward, and you'd better make it big. I love that sort of thing."

　I thought I'd made a round of greetings to the neighboring districts, but I wasn't even interested in the BU.
　If fireworks could go up at this distance, you'd be surprised.

　Well, that's probably why I got your eye on it.

"My wife really likes festivals."

　The meal is over and tea is brought in.
　Cindy "tells" us while putting a wagon next to Marul and pouring tea into a stylish teacup.

`You went to see the Spirit's feast secretly,'
"Well, Cindy," Don't say anything unnecessary. I'm embarrassed."Clapping Cindy on the shoulder with her hands like Oba-chan, she hides her slightly red cheeks.

"Mr. Theron and Wendy's shining bricks... they were so beautiful... and the march of light... I've never seen such a beautiful festival in my life."

　I wonder if he thinks of the scene of the day, but Marul looks enraptured with his eyelids closed.

　a festival of spirits designed to attract highways
　Even now, I can clearly remember the scene at that time.

　Was Marul here to see him?

"After that I went to church in the Forty-second Ward to see the shining bricks. It was a shining brick, and even in the light it was very nice."

　Maul says shyly.
　So you were wandering around the church when you met me?

"Oh, I'm ashamed of myself. I should have kept this to myself."

　Marul is probably a fan of Theron's bricks, even though the story of his marriage to Theron is gone.
　It's certainly a bit embarrassing to know that you're longing for sure.

"Wendy,"
"Yes, yes,"

　Being called by name, Wendy quickly walks up to Maul.
　Stand in front of Maul, who is sitting on a chair, and wait for Maul's words with a nervous look.

"I love you, too," the best of the insect tribes."
"Mr. Maul..."

　Breathe and hold your mouth.
　moisten one's eyes with an about-to-cry face

`I prefer Wentan more!'
"Don't destroy the good atmosphere,"

　Lucia gets angry and Wendy smiles at it. Tears fell to the bone.

"Mr. Maul, you know the word 'insect tribe'?"
"Yes. I went to see Theron and Wendy's wedding, too."
"What!"

　Estella's eyes roll at the unexpected fact.
　Turning his eyes to Theron, he explains the time shyly.

"Actually, I thought it might bother you, but I thought I should contact you, so I sent an invitation to Mr. Maul."
"I couldn't attend the reception, but I only saw the parade." Wendy, you were so pretty."
"If that's the case, I wish I'd told you. If I had done that, I would have been able to deal with it in my own way."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Estella," I asked him not to do that you don't do it. "Keep it to yourself,"

　It was Marul who soothed the disgruntled Estella, and I understood her feelings somehow.
　He probably didn't want to entertain himself, leaving the two main characters alone. Lucia was the guest of honor then.
　If Marul's personality is good, wouldn't it be more fun to look at him secretly from the corner? Somehow I feel that way.

"But it's a lovely word, "the insect race." The Beast Man is also wonderful. It's much better than the words used before."

　Marul apparently disliked the names 'Ajin' and 'Aseed.'

"It was palm-pippi who rebelled against the old name and established the new name, wasn't it?
"By chance,"

　I just gave it a random name by appearance. People around me copied it on their own, and when I realized it was a bit widespread, I had no intention of rebelling or establishing a new name.
　by chance

"Yes, palm pippies. If there's a strange, interesting person anywhere, would you introduce him to me? He's a person who could be hired to serve us. If you're a palm-pippe acquaintance, you don't have to be skilled."
"Well, well... certainly all my acquaintances are strange,"

　It's flat there, it's bug mania, etc.

"Astella, Lucia. Would you like to try a part-time job?"
"Why are you trying to recommend us?"
"You must work here. And get out of the 42nd leg. I'll take care of Hammarotan and Milly!"
"Well, Lucia is forbidden from the 42nd leg for now."

　Sure enough, I know a lot of strange people, but no one can satisfy the requirement of being a 'servant.'
　Everyone has a job, and they're all proud of their work.
　Also, serving here means living in the twenty-ninth leg... no, I don't think so.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know,"
"Oh? That's too bad. Well, let me know if there's any good person out there."
"I wish I were rolling somewhere."
"Well, I'd rather have a strange person like that who really is 'rolling' on a road. It looks interesting."

　I think it's better not to do anything that really rolls on the roadside.
　Unless he's a Dangumushi or something.

"Yes, I'd like to ask you something."
"Is it an appointment for my brother?"

　Uh... It's a slap on the wrist.
　Beyond the level of understanding, it's tempting to suspect that he really knows how to read.

　As expected, he was born and lived to become a feudal lord.

　If his younger brother had not been born, Maul would have been the lord. Perhaps he could not have acted as wildly as he does now, nor could he have had such a calm atmosphere.
　...maybe there was a more powerful lord than Lucia. ...and everything.

　for some reason or other If Maul had been the lord, wouldn't I have been detained when I tried to sell the spices that I had stolen, in this twenty-ninth district?
　That's what I feel like that.

"If my brother ever confronts Palm Pippi on a one-on-one basis... I'm sure he'll be easily beaten."

　He smiled and sent me words that seemed to see through what I had in mind. I'm glad I'm not the enemy. For now,

"But I'm sorry," I can't make an appointment for my brother.""Why?"

　Estella must have wanted an appointment with her lord. I'm cramming into Marul who says it's impossible.

"Because I'm easy to give".

　What about .........?

"You know, I'm dumbfounded, I'm dumbfounded, you know? I'm afraid I'll be taken advantage of by a good talker, and I'll be able to interfere with the lord. I'm sure you'll be rejected by a majority vote. That's the kind of house we live in."

　......the lord of this place, stupid.

"Thank you, Maul," I got a very good hint."
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,"

　Is it easy for Marul to give?
　This guy will help you a lot where it's in his own interest, but he's a tough opponent to resist if he thinks it's detrimental.
　The more you talk, the more you understand.
　After all, Maul has had everything he wanted to get in his life.

　I wonder if the lord of this place even intended to drive Marul away by building a house in such a remote place.
　I used to say that I didn't have the right to make a decision about the waterfall, but it's ridiculous. The waterfall here is completely under Marul's control.

　a vast garden stretching from the backyard to the cliff
　It's such a fine garden. It will be known to florists and gardeners. Neighbors must know their existence.

　If you try to use that waterfall for anything, this building in Maul will surely get in the way. That garden will be destroyed, too.

　What would the inhabitants think if they did that?
The feudal lord expelled his sister for the sake of his rights and destroyed the beautiful garden.'
　If such a rumor were to be rumored, it would be a deadly notoriety in this unusually strong city, and the worst -- the possibility of not being able to keep the lordship.

　It's as if it were Theron.
　It wasn't Theron that Marul wanted.
　What Marul wanted was Theron's brick -- or, more importantly, to create an environment in which Theron could make bricks to his heart's content.
　And it was protected by the appearance of Wendy, who gave us more by-products.

　Perhaps he donated to the Church of the Spirit because he wanted to prevent the decline of the Forty-two wards by the inability of the Church to survive.
　Theron and Wendy... to protect the shining bricks.

"But I think I'll see my brother some day." before long."

　Marul put his mouth on the tea with a prophetic remark.
　It seems that the story is over.

　Marul wants to change. in this twenty‐nine wards
This inconvenient city bound by a community called BU.
　That's why they are reluctant to take advantage of us.

　Show, hear, and smell the reality of this city...If it were one‐on‐one, the present lord was not my enemy...
Break down BU and this city will be reborn.

　Marul is telling me to do it.

"The reward will be expensive,"
"Oh? What are you talking about?"

　...this guy!

　I'm convinced to hear such a vague answer.
　That Marul is a woman you shouldn't underestimate.

"I'm sure palm pippies are smart enough to think a lot of things about, but don't forget this."

　Until now, Marul, who had been calling the people around him in a chair, stood up and approached me with his own feet.
　Then, as soon as he comes in front of me, he gently grips my right hand with both hands.

"I love palm pippies".

　I'll trust you for now.

"The boss of BU is going to put off, and if there's anyone else he can meet at another lord, why don't we go and see him?"

　Marul's hand slipped away as he spoke to Estella.
　I think it's a provisional contract, but the handshake I had just made was...

　I wish I could. Even if you can't do it, that's no use.
　But I want you to do your best.

　That's about it, isn't it?

"Then, as soon as I have an appointment, I shall go and see another lord."

　Estella looks at Natalia. It may be an expression of intent to make an appointment, but Marul puts a stop to it.

"Then, first of all, I think you'd better meet the lord of the twenty-seven wards."

　The twenty-seven wards are the wards that we always pass when we come here.
　The high‐altitude outer circumference and BU. The point at which the 38th and 27th wards meet is that they are the same height.

"I'll write her a letter of introduction because it's easy to get an appointment from me."
"Do you know the lord of the twenty-seven wards?"
"Yes, just a minute. We have similar hobbies."

　Maul makes Cindy prepare the letter with a smile on her face.
　Estella is watching Marul write a letter close by her side.

　So I ask Lucia.

"What kind of man is the lord of the twenty-seven wards? I think 'she' is the only woman who was there at that time."

When I met with the members of the BU, there was one female lord among them.
　Maybe it's a guy who suggested that we should listen to our opinion, which is about to be suppressed by a majority vote, and maybe it's someone who can act as it suits us.

"The lord of the twenty-seven wards is a young girl named Tracey McCurry. He became a feudal lord two years ago when he was seventeen years old, and he has been taking a very aggressive policy to dispel the image of being a 'new feudal lord.'"

　A young woman. That alone seems to be quite a windfall.
　If you're working hard to suppress those opinions, you can be a bit of a nuisance. Self‐martial and stubbornness are sometimes misled.
Sometimes I can't even listen to useful stories because I don't want to be licked.

　However, it is certain that such a guy is easy to attract people into his company.

　Marul is the one who goes out of course. There's something.
　Do you have a chance to take advantage of me? Are you the most difficult person? Are you the first one to take advantage of?

　Marul is like Assund, a troublesome but trustworthy person when they have a common interest.
　Then I'll be quite on your mind.

"I can't accompany you to the Twenty-seventh Ward."

　Suddenly Lucia says such a thing.

"I'm not always free, either,"The expression on his face, which had said the most obvious thing, seemed to worry him, depending on how he looked.

"Don't be so lonely, Lucia,"
"You, I suppose, are you?"

　They smile invincibly at each other, and make their true intentions go amiss.
　We're not going to get used to it, are we? ... well, don't worry so much. I'll do it well.

"Yasilo, I got a letter of introduction."

　And here's a motivated look on my face.
　Estella, though she's a sharp hand, still lacks a bit of experience like Lucia and Marul.
　If we fight with various lords in this case, we will be able to make up for it.

　...similar to the feeling of raising the most troublesome 'enemy'.
　The sharper the estella, the harder it is for me to do evil.

"What's wrong with you, with a funny face? ... from the beginning."
"You're noisy. If you're done with your business, I'll be right home."
"Oh, yes,"

　I thanked Marul once again, and we left the 29th district.
　Before that, I made a 'little wish.' If this were to be realized, it would be easier somehow easier.


　And for a few hours I was swayed by a carriage.
　When I reached the Forty-two Wards, it was dark."