Tales of the Taisho Era Flowers Bloom Late

Chapter 114

Tales of the Taisho Era Flowers Bloom Late

It’s the Taisho era. Noble families who inherited supernatural powers and divine gifts secretly maintain their influence in the shadows, alongside the government. Shino Hanamori, the eldest daughter of the Hanamori family, was born into a prestigious family and descended from Princess Sakuya, but she was scorned as a girl without supernatural powers and lived her life without any recognition of her value by her family or society. Her younger sister, Kasumi, is already engaged to be married to a prestigious family, and the family’s only pride is in her future. Shino spends her days quietly gazing at flowers in the corner of the house. But one spring evening. Sakuya Kuromine, the young head of the Kuromine family, the pinnacle of supernatural power families, appears before Shino. The moment the man, rumored to be ruthless and merciless, set eyes on Shino, he said with one look. “It’s you.” “A late-blooming flower, worthy to be my wife.” The truth about Shino soon becomes clear. She is not without supernatural powers; she simply possesses the powers of a divine flower—a direct descendant of Princess Sakuya—that have yet to blossom. The girl abandoned by the Hanamori family actually possesses the most powerful power in the family’s history. However, her awakening reacts to Sakuya’s raging flames, beginning to shake the balance of the divine family line. Meanwhile, Shidou Kouga, the fiancé of Shino’s younger sister, Kasumi, and descendant of Tsukigitsune, also senses that Shino’s awakening has shaken the shadows, bringing the era of the gods to an end. When the flower of supernatural powers blooms late, the fate of the world begins to change. Bound by divinity and blood, can a girl choose to live a life as a human, not a flower? And what destiny will Shino find in the hand Sakuya holds out to her? This is a Taisho era romance fantasy in which the future is carved out not by strength or lineage, but by the love and lifestyle one chooses for oneself.

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ᯛᮩ ᮝᮕᮝᮟᮢᮙᮕᮣ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮝᮝᮙᮤᮤᮕᮔ ᮣᮥᮙᮓᮙᮔᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮠᮢᮙᮣᮟᮞ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮒᮜᮥᮢᮢᮩᮼ

ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮓᮑᮞᮦᮑᮣ ᮓᮟᮦᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮒᮜᮑᮓᮛ ᮠᮑᮙᮞᮤᮺ ᮝᮕᮣᮣᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮓᮘᮑᮟᮤᮙᮓᮺ ᯗ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮟᮣᮕᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮖᮕ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮢᮑᮞᮣᮝᮙᮗᮢᮑᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮣ ᮣᮟ ᮒᮜᮥᮢᮢᮩ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮓᮑᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮢᮕᮝᮕᮝᮒᮕᮢ ᮙᮤ ᮠᮢᮟᮠᮕᮢᮜᮩᮼ

ᯔᮥᮢᮤᮘᮕᮢᮝᮟᮢᮕᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᯗ ᮤᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮟᮣᮕ ᮒᮜᮥᮢᮢᮩ ᮝᮕᮝᮟᮢᮙᮕᮣᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮔ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮑᮓᮘᮕᮺ ᮣᮟ ᯗ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮦᮑᮗᮥᮕᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᯗ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮜᮙᮦᮕᮔ ᮑᮞ ᮥᮞᮢᮕᮝᮑᮢᮛᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮜᮙᮖᮕᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮕᮝᮟᮢᮙᮕᮣ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮧᮕᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮢᮙᮣᮟᮞ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮓᮥᮢᮣᮕᮔᮜᮩ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮙᮜᮔᮘᮟᮟᮔ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮜᮧᮑᮩᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮝᮕᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮣᮝᮑᮜᮜᮺ ᮣᮙᮞᮗᮜᮕ ᮢᮟᮟᮝ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮟᮺ ᮞᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮜᮣᮕᮼ

ᮃᮟᮝᮕᮤᮙᮝᮕᮣᮺ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮕᮖᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮕᮨᮠᮑᮞᮔ ᮑ ᮜᮙᮤᮤᮜᮕᮼ ᯝᮞᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᯗ ᮖᮢᮕᮕᮜᮩ ᮢᮟᮑᮝ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔᮺ ᮧᮘᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮛᮙᮤᮓᮘᮕᮞ ᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮑᮣᮤᮕᮢ ᮒᮕᮔᮢᮟᮟᮝ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮕᮜᮕᮦᮙᮣᮙᮟᮞᮼ

ᯝᮘᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮩᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮦᮟᮢᮙᮤᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮗᮢᮑᮝ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮟᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮘᮟᮧᮼ ᯘᮥᮣᮤ ᮣᮕᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮟᮟᮔᮣ ᯗ᮵ᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮒᮕ ᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮑᮣᮤᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮖᮕᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮙᮖ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮟᮞ ᮣᮓᮢᮕᮕᮞᮺ ᮝᮑᮔᮕ ᮝᮕ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮩᮼ

ᯏᮞᮩᮧᮑᮩᮼ

ᯏᮣᮙᮔᮕ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮞᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮘᮟᮜᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮤᮑᮜᮛ ᮤᮟ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮙᮜᮔᮘᮟᮟᮔ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮙᮢᮢᮟᮢᮼ

ᯛᮩ ᮝᮕᮑᮜᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮑᮜᮧᮑᮩᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮕᮨᮠᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮠᮑᮓᮛᮑᮗᮕᮔ ᮖᮟᮟᮔᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮔᮢᮙᮞᮛ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮑᮠ ᮧᮑᮤᮕᮢᮼ

ᮀᮕᮢᮘᮑᮠᮣ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮢᮔᮜᮩ ᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣ ᮑᮤ ᮘᮟᮝᮕᮼ ᯝᮥᮢ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮖᮙᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮠᮙᮜᮕᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮢᮑᮣᮘ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮕᮑᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮧᮑᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣᮼ

ᮃᮟ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮔᮟᮞᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣᮼ

ᯏᮞᮔ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔ ᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮞᮟᮒᮜᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮞᮟ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮟᮥᮓᮘ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮓᮘᮟᮢᮕᮣᮼ

ᮃᮟ ᮙᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮙᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮟ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣᯍ

᮰ᯗᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮟ ᮙᮤ ᮣᮟ ᮣᮜᮟᮠᮠᮙᮜᮩᮺ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮔᮟ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮤ ᮑᮜᮜᮯ ᯚᮟᮟᮛ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮟᮣᮕ ᮗᮢᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮣᮤᮑᮙᮞᮣᮯ ᯑᮑᮞ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮘᮕᮔᯍ᮰

ᯗᮤ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮝᮑᮛᮕᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮑᮢᮔᮢᮥᮝᮣ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮤᮕᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮞᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩ ᮤᮕᮞ ᮝᮙᮞᮥᮤᮕᮣᮼ

᮰ᯗᮻᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮼᮼᮼᮯ ᯏᮞᮔ ᮙᮣ ᮙᮤ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮞᮕᮓᮕᮣᮣᮑᮢᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᯗ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮢᮙᮞᮣᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮠᮜᮑᮤᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮠᮕᮢᮜᮩᯍ᮰

᮰ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᮙᮖ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᮑ ᮤᮕᮞᮻᮩᮕᮑᮢᮻᮟᮜᮔ ᮓᮘᮙᮜᮔ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮒᮕᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮩᮟᮥᮼ ᮇᮕᮜᮜᮺ ᯗ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮟᮣᮕ ᮠᮑᮝᮠᮕᮢᮕᮔᮺ ᮞᮑᮙᮦᮕ ᮞᮟᮒᮜᮕ ᮒᮢᮑᮤᮣ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮟ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮛᮙᮞᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮼ᮰

ᮀᮑᮝᮠᮕᮢᮕᮔᯍ

ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮕᮼᮼᮼᮯ

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮓᮑᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮔᮟ ᮑ ᮣᮙᮝᮠᮜᮕ ᮤᮑᮣᮛ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮢᮟᮠᮕᮢᮜᮩ ᮑᮓᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮙᮣᮘ ᮜᮑᮤᮕᮢᮼᮼᮼᯍ ᮄᮣᮛ ᮤᮣᮛᮺ ᮘᮟᮞᮕᮣᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕ ᮔᮑᮩᮣᮼᮼᮼ᮰

᮰ᯒᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮢᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮗᮙᮦᮕ ᮝᮕ ᮜᮙᮖᮕ ᮜᮕᮣᮣᮟᮞᮣ ᮟᮦᮕᮢ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮣ ᮤᮢᮙᮦᮙᮑᮜ ᮑᮣ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮧᮑᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗᮯ᮰

ᮅᮞᮒᮕᮑᮢᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮢᮑᮗᮕ ᮣᮥᮢᮗᮕᮔ ᮥᮠᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮙᮞᮦᮟᮜᮥᮞᮤᮑᮢᮙᮜᮩ ᮢᮟᮣᮕᮼ

ᯕᮢᮑᮞᮔᮝᮑ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮼ ᯖᮕᮢ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮑᮙᮞ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑᮞᮗᮕᮢᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮠᮙᮤᮩᮼ

᮰ᯗᮖ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛᮼᮼᮼ ᮉᮕᮣᮺ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮧᮑᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗᮼ᮰

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮑᮠᮠᮢᮟᮑᮓᮘᮕᮔᮺ ᮠᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮕᮢᮺ ᮤᮟᮟᮛ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮠᮜᮑᮓᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮢᮑᮓᮛᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮠᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣᮘ ᮒᮑᮣᮙᮞᮼ

᮰ᯕᮟ ᮒᮑᮓᮛᮼ ᯒᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮤᮕ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮘᮕᮢᮕᮼ᮰

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤᯍ᮰

ᯗ ᮒᮜᮙᮞᮛᮕᮔ ᮒᮜᮑᮞᮛᮜᮩᮺ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤᮑᮢᮙᮜᮩ ᮖᮜᮥᮣᮤᮕᮢᮕᮔᮼ

ᯖᮟᮧ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮞᮑᮗᮗᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮓᮥᮢᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞᮜᮩ ᮣᮠᮕᮑᮛ ᮣᮟ ᮔᮙᮣᮠᮑᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩᯍ

᮰ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮀᮢᮙᮞᮓᮕᮣᮣ ᮆᮙᮦᮙᮑᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮕᮜᮜ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮘᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮧᮢᮟᮞᮗᮼ ᮉᮟᮥ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮤ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮛᮙᮞᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮼ᮰

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼ᮰

᮰ᮉᮟᮥ᮵ᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮒᮕᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮟᮖᮖ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮓᮘᮑᮢᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮝᮟᮞᮕᮩ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮠᮢᮕᮤᮤᮩ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮩᮟᮥᮢᮣᮼ ᮄᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮕᮑᮣᮙᮕᮢᮼ᮰

ᯛᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤ ᮠᮢᮙᮓᮛᮕᮔ ᮣᮘᮑᮢᮠᮜᮩᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮑᮒᮜᮩ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮣᮑᮩ ᮙᮤ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮤᮙᮟᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮥᮢᮤ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮣᮘᮑᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮥᮞᮞᮕᮓᮕᮣᮣᮑᮢᮙᮜᮩ ᮣᮘᮑᮢᮠᮼ

᮰ᮉᮟᮥ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮤᮕᮜᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮕᯍ᮰

᮰ᮉᮕᮣᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮟᮢᮤᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮞᮙᮓᮕ ᮝᮕᮕᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮩᮟᮥᮺ ᮛᮙᮔᮼ᮰

ᯕᮢᮑᮞᮔᮝᮑ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮞᮟ ᮢᮕᮗᮢᮕᮤᮣ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮑᮢᮗᮕ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮒᮕᮗᮑᮞ ᮣᮓᮢᮥᮒᮒᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣᮼ

ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮜᮑᮞᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮖ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣ ᮖᮙᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮙᮜᮕᮞᮓᮕᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯗ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮕ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮒᮣᮟᮜᮥᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮞᮟ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮟᮢᮓᮕ ᮝᮩᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮤᮟ ᮧᮑᮣᮘ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮧᮑᮤᮕᮢ ᮣᮟ ᮓᮟᮜᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮖᮢᮕᮕ᮪ᮕᮼ

ᮀᮢᮙᮞᮓᮕᮣᮣ ᮆᮙᮦᮙᮑᮞ ᮣᮕᮞᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮣᮑᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮘᮕᮜᮠ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮘᮟᮞᮕᮣᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᯗ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮙᮣ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮟᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮑᮤᮟᮞᮕ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮙᮞᮣᮼ

ᯗᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮟᮑᮜ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮑᮢᮞ ᮝᮟᮞᮕᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮢᮕᮠᮑᮩ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮙᮞᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮩᮟᮥᮞᮗ ᮜᮑᮔᮙᮕᮣᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮞᮤᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮧᮑᮩᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮑᮢᮞ ᮖᮑᮢ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮝᮟᮞᮕᮩ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮼ

ᯗᮖ ᮠᮘᮩᮣᮙᮓᮑᮜ ᮠᮑᮙᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮟᮑᮜᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮞᮤᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮕᮖᮖᮕᮓᮤᮙᮦᮕ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮧᮑᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᯏᮣ ᯕᮢᮑᮞᮔᮝᮑ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ ᮣᮑᮙᮔᮺ ᮞᮟ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮙᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮓᮟᮞᮓᮜᮥᮔᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮀᮢᮙᮞᮓᮕᮣᮣ ᮆᮙᮦᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮚᮥᮔᮗᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮧᮢᮟᮞᮗᮼ

᮰ᯗᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮝᮕᮞᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮞᮑᮝᮕᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮙᮤᮓᮘ ᮑ ᮢᮙᮔᮕ ᮟᮞ ᮑ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮜᮩ ᮓᮑᮢᮤᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮧᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮝᮥᮓᮘᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯗ᮵ᮜᮜ ᮣᮕᮞᮔ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮧᮑᮗᮕᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮀᮢᮙᮞᮓᮕᮣᮣ ᮣᮕᮠᮑᮢᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩᮼ᮰

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮞᮟ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮘᮕᮢᮕᮼ

ᮉᮕᮤᮺ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮜᮩᮺ ᯗ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮕ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮼ

ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮑᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮣᮙᮞᮓᮕ ᯗ ᮣᮑᮧ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮒᮒᮙᮞᮗᮼ

᮵ᯜᮟᮼ᮵

ᯏ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮕᮓᮘᮟᮕᮔ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮙᮞᮼ

ᯗ ᮒᮙᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮠ ᮤᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮤᮕᮠᮠᮕᮔ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮢ ᮤᮟ ᯕᮢᮑᮞᮔᮝᮑ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑᮼ

᮰ᮉᮟᮥ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮘᮕᮢᮕᯍ ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮟᮙᮞᮗᯍ᮰

ᯗ ᮢᮕᮑᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮞᮑᮤᮓᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᯕᮢᮑᮞᮔᮝᮑ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮠᮥ᮪᮪ᮜᮕᮔ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮔᮥᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮦᮕᮢᮧᮘᮕᮜᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮙᮖᮖᮕᮢᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮣᮤᮢᮕᮞᮗᮤᮘᮺ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮣᮞᮑᮤᮓᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣᯉ ᯗ ᮝᮕᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮖᮜᮑᮙᮜᮕᮔ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤᮺ ᮓᮜᮙᮞᮗᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮙᮞᮗᮕᮢᮣ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮧᮘᮙᮜᮕᮼ

᮰ᯜᮗᮘᮯ ᯕᮙᮦᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮼᮼᮼᮯ᮰

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮟᮙᮞᮗᯍ᮰

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮔᮑᮢᮛ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮔᮙᮣᮔᮑᮙᮞᮼ

ᯗᮺ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮺ ᮟᮠᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮖᮙᮕᮢᮓᮕᮜᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮕᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮼ

᮰ᯗ ᮘᮑᮦᮕᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮠᮢᮟᮠᮕᮢᮜᮩ ᮩᮕᮤᮯ ᯗ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮔᮟ ᮙᮤ ᮕᮑᮣᮙᮜᮩ ᮙᮖ ᯗ ᮠᮥᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮙᮞᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮙᮤᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮗᮙᮦᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮒᮑᮓᮛᮯ᮰

᮰ᯖᮝᮠᮘᮼ᮰

ᯜᮟ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮣᮤᮢᮕᮞᮗᮤᮘ ᯗ ᮥᮣᮕᮔᮺ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮑᮢᮝᮺ ᮖᮙᮢᮝ ᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮣᮤᮑᮛᮕᮺ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮥᮔᮗᮕᮼ

ᯏᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮜᮙᮖᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮢᮝᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮒᮟᮔᮩ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮔᮑᮞᮗᮜᮕᮔ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮧᮢᮙᮣᮤᮼ

᮰ᯕᮻᯕᮙᮦᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕᮼᮼᮼᮯ᮰

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑᮺ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮙᮞᮗᮖᮥᮜ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᮜᮕᮤ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮑ ᮣᮘᮟᮢᮤ ᮣᮙᮗᮘ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮜᮟᮧᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮢᮝᮼ

᮰ᯗᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮝᮑᮛᮕ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮑᮣᮤᮕ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᯗ᮵ᮜᮜ ᮛᮙᮓᮛ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮔᮙᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩᮼ᮰

᮰ᯗ ᮗᮕᮤ ᮙᮤᮺ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮗᮙᮦᮕ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣᮼᮼᮼᮯ᮰

ᯏᮣ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ ᮠᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᮺ ᯗ ᮡᮥᮙᮓᮛᮜᮩ ᮗᮢᮑᮒᮒᮕᮔ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮠᮜᮥᮞᮗᮕᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮜᮔ ᮧᮑᮤᮕᮢᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮜᮔ ᮧᮢᮑᮠᮠᮕᮔ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣᮺ ᯗ ᮢᮕᮝᮕᮝᮒᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᯗ᮵ᮔ ᮖᮟᮢᮗᮟᮤᮤᮕᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮥᮤ ᮟᮞ ᮗᮜᮟᮦᮕᮣᮼ

᮰ᯕᮑᮣᮠᮼᮼᮼᮯ᮰

᮰ᯖᮟᮞᮕᮣᮤᮜᮩᮼ ᯗ᮵ᮜᮜ ᮗᮟ ᮤᮑᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮟᮛ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮘᮟᮠᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮙᮞᮙᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕᮞᮼ᮰

ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ ᮤᮟᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮜᮟᮦᮕᮣ ᮞᮕᮨᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮤᮘᮥᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮒᮑᮓᮛᮼ

ᯝᮞᮓᮕ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮛᮙᮤᮓᮘᮕᮞᮺ ᯗ ᮣᮘᮙᮦᮕᮢᮕᮔᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮢᮟ᮪ᮕᮞ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮠᮥᮤ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮜᮟᮦᮕᮣᮼ

ᯗ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣᮼ ᯕᮢᮕᮑᮣᮩᮺ ᮗᮜᮙᮣᮤᮕᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣᮼ ᮃᮤᮑᮙᮞᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮘᮑᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮠᮢᮟᮠᮕᮢᮜᮩ ᮣᮓᮢᮥᮒᮒᮕᮔᮺ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑᮣ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮑᮙᮔᮼ

ᯗ ᮗᮢᮙᮤᮤᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮤᮕᮕᮤᮘ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮜᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮖᮙᮕᮢᮓᮕᮜᮩ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮑᮙᮞᮣᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᯗ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮨᮕᮓᮥᮤᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮼ

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᮰ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮞᮺ ᮙᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮙᮤᯍ᮰

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼ᮰

᮰ᯖᮕᮘᮺ ᮘᮕᮘ ᮘᮕᮘᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯛᮩ ᮜᮙᮠᮣ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮕᮔ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮠᮢᮟᮠᮕᮢᮜᮩᮼ

ᯛᮩ ᮓᮜᮟᮤᮘᮕᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮣᮟᮑᮛᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮓᮟᮜᮔ ᮧᮑᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮠᮜᮑᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮔᮥᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮧᮑᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮙᮞᮓᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮞᮟ ᮠᮢᮟᮠᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮛᮙᮤᮓᮘᮕᮞᮺ ᯗ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᯗ᮵ᮔ ᮓᮑᮤᮓᮘ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮜᮔ ᮑᮞᮩ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤᮼ

ᯜᮕᮦᮕᮢᮤᮘᮕᮜᮕᮣᮣᮺ ᯗ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮑ ᮣᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮕᮖᮼ ᮃᮕᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮣᮠᮕᮕᮓᮘᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮙᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮑ ᮧᮑᮢᮝᮤᮘ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮑᮤᮙᮣᮖᮑᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮕᮞᮦᮕᮜᮟᮠᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮕᮣᮤᮼ

ᯚᮟᮟᮛ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮟᮣᮕ ᮣᮠᮑᮢᮛᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣᮼ ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮙᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮑ ᮢᮕᮣᮥᮜᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮗᮕᮤ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮩᮠᮙᮓᮑᮜ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮧᮑᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᮉᮟᮥ ᮧᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮖᮙᮞᮔ ᮑ ᮣᮙᮞᮗᮜᮕ ᮣᮠᮕᮓᮛ ᮟᮖ ᮔᮥᮣᮤᮼ ᯓᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮗᮢᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮣᮤᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮤᮙᮞᮩ ᮣᮝᮥᮔᮗᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮓᮑᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑᮞ ᮕᮑᮗᮜᮕ ᮕᮩᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮓᮢᮥᮒᮒᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮖᮜᮑᮧᮜᮕᮣᮣᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮢᮑᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮥᮞᮞᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮑᮛᮕ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮑ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮟᮦᮕᮢ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮣ ᮤᮢᮙᮦᮙᮑᮜ ᮑᮣ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮧᮑᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗᮼ᮰

ᯗ ᮗᮑᮦᮕ ᮑ ᮤᮢᮙᮥᮝᮠᮘᮑᮞᮤ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑᮺ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮒᮕᮧᮙᮜᮔᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮣᮕᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮣᮙᮔᮕᮺ ᮥᮞᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮙᮞᮔ ᮖᮑᮥᮜᮤᮼ

ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮟᮒᮦᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮣᮤᮢᮥᮗᮗᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮓᮟᮜᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮣᮟᮝᮕ–

᮰ᮇᮕᮜᮜ ᮔᮟᮞᮕᮼ᮰

᮰ᯖᮥᮘᯍ᮰

᮰ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ᮵ᮔ ᮜᮕᮤ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮠᮢᮙᮔᮕ ᮗᮕᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮕᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮙᮦᮕ ᮥᮠᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮥᮞᮕᮨᮠᮕᮓᮤᮕᮔᮜᮩᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮟ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮑ ᮣᮤᮥᮒᮒᮟᮢᮞ ᮣᮤᮢᮕᮑᮛᮼ ᯗ ᮤᮑᮛᮕ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮟᮢᮣᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮑ ᮞᮕᮧᮒᮟᮢᮞᮼ᮰

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼ᮰

᮰ᯏᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮕᮑᮖᮺ ᮛᮙᮔᯍ ᮇᮘᮩ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮜᮑᮞᮛᮜᮩᯍ᮰

᮰ᯝᮻᯝᮘᮺ ᮞᮟᮼᮼᮼ ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮞᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩᮼ᮰

ᯔᮟᮢ ᮣᮟᮝᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮘᮑᮢᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕᮕᮤ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮼ

ᯗ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕ ᮣᮙᮔᮕᮧᮑᮩᮣᮺ ᮤᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮙᮔᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮝᮒᮑᮢᮢᮑᮣᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮜᮥᮣᮘ ᮣᮠᮢᮕᮑᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮓᮢᮟᮣᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮼ

ᯛᮩ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮖᮙᮔᮗᮕᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮙᮞᮗᮕᮢᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮘᮕᮜᮠᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮔᮕᮝᮕᮑᮞᮟᮢ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮓᮢᮕᮔᮙᮒᮜᮩ ᮑᮧᮛᮧᮑᮢᮔᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮩᮣᮕᮜᮖᮼ

᮵ᮇᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᮧᮘᮩ ᮙᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞᮜᮩ ᮠᮢᮑᮙᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕᯍ᮵

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮓᮟᮜᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮕᮑᮤᮘ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮑᮗᮟᮼ ᯜᮟᮧ ᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮗᮕᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮞᮞᮕᮓᮕᮣᮣᮑᮢᮙᮜᮩ ᮕᮝᮒᮑᮢᮢᮑᮣᮣᮕᮔᮼ

ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮘᮕᮣᮙᮤᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮗᮘᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮖᮕᮧ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮥᮝᮠ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮑᮤᮼ

ᯑᮟᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛ ᮟᮖ ᮙᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮙᮞᮑᮔᮦᮕᮢᮤᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮤᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ ᮕᮑᮢᮜᮙᮕᮢᮼ

ᯗ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮕᮢᮤᮑᮙᮞᮜᮩ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮥᮜᮤ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮢᮕᮑᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮟᮜᮔᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮑᮩᮼ

᮰ᯗᮻᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮣᮟᮢᮢᮩ ᯗ ᮗᮟᮤ ᮑᮞᮗᮢᮩ ᮕᮑᮢᮜᮙᮕ—᮰

᮰ᮄᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ᮵ᮜᮜ ᮕᮞᮤᮢᮥᮣᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮑᮣ ᮧᮕᮜᮜᮼ᮰

ᯐᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮖᮙᮞᮙᮣᮘ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮕᮞᮤᮕᮞᮓᮕᮺ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮘᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮟᮦᮕᮔ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤᮼ

ᮇᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮟᮞ ᮕᮑᮢᮤᮘ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮒᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮖᮢᮟᮝᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮕᮔ ᮥᮠ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣ ᮓᮟᮦᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮖᮟᮟᮔ ᮣᮓᮢᮑᮠᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮢᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮞᮕᮨᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮥᮞᮤᮑᮙᮞ ᮟᮖ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮖᮙᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮣᮤᮢᮥᮗᮗᮜᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮞᮟᮧ ᮒᮢᮑ᮪ᮕᮞᮜᮩ ᮣᮙᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮕ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮼ

᮰ᯓᮘᮼᮼᮼᯍ᮰

᮰ᯒᮙᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛ ᮔᮙᮣᮘᮧᮑᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮑ ᮟᮞᮕᮻᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᯍ ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮑᮜᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮔᮙᮞᮞᮕᮢ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ᮵ᮜᮜ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮟ ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮖᮑᮣᮤᮕᮢᮼ᮰

᮰ᯝᮘᮺ ᮔᮟ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮟ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮼᮼᮼᯍ᮰

᮰ᯗᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮟᮒᮦᮙᮟᮥᮣᯍᮯ ᯕᮕᮤ ᮝᮟᮦᮙᮞᮗᮯ᮰

᮰ᯓᮕᮛᯍ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮙᮑᮢ ᮣᮓᮟᮜᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮓᮘᮟᮕᮔᮺ ᮠᮙᮕᮢᮓᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮑᮢᮣᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤᮧᮑᮢᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮤᮝᮟᮣᮠᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮑᮗᮟ ᮦᮑᮞᮙᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮑ ᮤᮢᮑᮓᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮓᮘᮻᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮧᮢᮙᮞᮛᮜᮕᮣ ᮟᮞᮓᮕ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞ ᮔᮕᮕᮠᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᯛᮙᮢᮑᮞᮔᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮼ

᮰ᯑᮑᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮝᮟᮦᮕ ᮖᮑᮣᮤᮕᮢᯍᮯ ᯏᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮜᮑᮩᯍᮯ᮰

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ᯒᮙᮣᮘᮧᮑᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮧᮘᮙᮓᮘ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮞᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮖ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮑᮛᮕᮞ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮼ

ᯖᮟᮞᮕᮣᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮜᮙᮤᮤᮜᮕ ᮘᮑᮢᮔᮼ

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Tales of the Taisho Era Flowers Bloom Late

It’s the Taisho era. Noble families who inherited supernatural powers and divine gifts secretly maintain their influence in the shadows, alongside the government. Shino Hanamori, the eldest daughter of the Hanamori family, was born into a prestigious family and descended from Princess Sakuya, but she was scorned as a girl without supernatural powers and lived her life without any recognition of her value by her family or society. Her younger sister, Kasumi, is already engaged to be married to a prestigious family, and the family’s only pride is in her future. Shino spends her days quietly gazing at flowers in the corner of the house. But one spring evening. Sakuya Kuromine, the young head of the Kuromine family, the pinnacle of supernatural power families, appears before Shino. The moment the man, rumored to be ruthless and merciless, set eyes on Shino, he said with one look. “It’s you.” “A late-blooming flower, worthy to be my wife.” The truth about Shino soon becomes clear. She is not without supernatural powers; she simply possesses the powers of a divine flower—a direct descendant of Princess Sakuya—that have yet to blossom. The girl abandoned by the Hanamori family actually possesses the most powerful power in the family’s history. However, her awakening reacts to Sakuya’s raging flames, beginning to shake the balance of the divine family line. Meanwhile, Shidou Kouga, the fiancé of Shino’s younger sister, Kasumi, and descendant of Tsukigitsune, also senses that Shino’s awakening has shaken the shadows, bringing the era of the gods to an end. When the flower of supernatural powers blooms late, the fate of the world begins to change. Bound by divinity and blood, can a girl choose to live a life as a human, not a flower? And what destiny will Shino find in the hand Sakuya holds out to her? This is a Taisho era romance fantasy in which the future is carved out not by strength or lineage, but by the love and lifestyle one chooses for oneself.

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