Tales of the Taisho Era Flowers Bloom Late

Chapter 164

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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᮰ᯖᮟᮧ ᮟᮞ ᮕᮑᮢᮤᮘ ᮔᮙᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮠᮢᮑᮩ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮟᮒᮣᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔᮯ᮰

᮰ᯏᮘᮺ ᮞᮟᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮙᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮑᮩ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯗ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮧᮢᮟᮞᮗᮕᮔᮼ

ᯚᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮠᮕᮑᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮔᮟᮞᮕ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮢᮟᮞᮗᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮞᮟ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮙᮤᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮣᮕᮕᮝ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮔᮟᮞᮕ ᮑᮞᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮢᮟᮞᮗᮼ

ᯏᮜᮜ ᯗ ᮔᮙᮔ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮠᮢᮑᮩ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮠᮥᮢᮕ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮧᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮔᮙᮔ ᯗ ᮗᮟ ᮧᮢᮟᮞᮗᯍ

᮰ᯔᮙᮢᮣᮤᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮕᮝᮠᮜᮕ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮞᮟᮧᮼ᮰

᮰ᯜᮟᮧᯍ᮰

᮰ᯒᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮝᮝᮟᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮕᮝᮠᮜᮕ ᮙᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮞᮟᮧᯍ᮰

᮰ᯝᮖ ᮓᮟᮥᮢᮣᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧᮼᮼᮼ᮰

᮰ᯔᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮟᮧᮕᮢ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮒᮕᮣᮤᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮥᮠᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮣ ᮠᮢᮑᮓᮤᮙᮓᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮑ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮣᮤᮕᮢᮺ ᮄᮙᮞᮑᮼ᮰

᮰ᯗᮣᮺ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮟᯍ᮰

᮰ᮄᮘᮕ ᯏᮢᮓᮘᮒᮙᮣᮘᮟᮠᮻᮞᮙᮝ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮜᮕᮑᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮛᮞᮙᮗᮘᮤᮣ ᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮘᮙᮝᮣᮕᮜᮖᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯗ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮣᮤᮕᮑᮔᮼ᮰

ᯑᮟᮞᮣᮙᮔᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯏᮢᮓᮘᮒᮙᮣᮘᮟᮠᮻᮞᮙᮝᮺ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮣᮙᮤᮣ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮤᮟᮠ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮕᮝᮠᮜᮕᮺ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮝᮕᮞᮤᮙᮟᮞᮕᮔᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮒᮙᮗ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮜᮕᮝ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮑᮢᮙᮣᮕ ᮙᮖ ᯗ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮗᮟ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮔᮙᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᯐᮥᮤᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯜᮑᮤᮥᮢᮑᮜᮜᮩᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮤᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢᮼ

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮔᮕᮖᮙᮞᮙᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮒᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᮼ ᯖᮕᮢ ᮣᮝᮟᮟᮤᮘ ᮣᮛᮙᮞ ᮞᮟ ᮜᮟᮞᮗᮕᮢ ᮣᮘᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮩ ᮤᮢᮑᮓᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮙᮜᮜᮞᮕᮣᮣᮼ

ᯖᮟᮧᮕᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮧᮟᮢᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮖ ᯗ ᮜᮕᮖᮤᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮟᮞᮓᮕ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞ ᮞᮕᮗᮜᮕᮓᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮜᮤᮘ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮢᮣᮕ ᮘᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮙᮞ ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮼ

᮰ᯒᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮧᮟᮢᮢᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮟᮺ ᮄᮙᮞᮑᮼ᮰

ᯖᮑᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮙᮞᮔᯍ ᯛᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮣᮥᮢᮕᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮒᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕᮼ

᮰ᯗ ᮧᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮓᮟᮜᮜᮑᮠᮣᮕ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮑᮞᮩᮝᮟᮢᮕᮼ ᮄᮘᮑᮞᮛᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮩᮟᮥᮺ ᮄᮙᮞᮑᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮢᮑᮣᮕ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮩ ᮧᮟᮢᮢᮙᮕᮣᮼ᮰

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮂᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩᯍ᮰

᮰ᮉᮕᮣᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮧᮟᮢᮢᮩ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᯛᮟᮝ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮟᮼ᮰

ᯛᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕᮼ

ᮇᮙᮤᮘ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮤᮧᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮙᮞᮗᮕᮢᮣ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮝᮙᮞᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮜᮙᮖᮤᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮙᮞᮼ

ᮃᮝᮟᮟᮓᮘᮻ

ᮇᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮣᮟᮖᮤ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ᮵ᮣ ᮜᮙᮠᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮙᮞᮕ ᮝᮕᮤᮼ

ᯏ ᮣᮧᮕᮕᮤ ᮤᮑᮣᮤᮕ ᮜᮙᮞᮗᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮙᮠᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮟᮥᮢ ᮤᮟᮥᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮠᮣᮼ

᮰ᯒᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮗᮕᮤ ᮘᮥᮢᮤᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮣᮑᮖᮕᮜᮩᮼ᮰

᮰ᯛᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢᮼᮼᮼ᮰

᮰ᯗ ᮜᮟᮦᮕ ᮩᮟᮥᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮔᮑᮥᮗᮘᮤᮕᮢᮼ᮰

ᯏᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ᮵ᮣ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮟᮦᮕᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮖᮙᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑᮒᮥᮞᮔᮑᮞᮤ ᮑᮖᮖᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

ᯗ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮔ ᮵ᯗ ᮜᮟᮦᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ᮵ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞ ᯗ ᮜᮟᮦᮕᮔ ᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮑᮜ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮜᮥᮣᮘ ᮘᮟᮤᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᯗᮺ ᯗ ᮜᮟᮦᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮟᮟᮺ ᯛᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢᮼᮼᮼ᮰

᮰ᯖᮕᮘᮕᮺ ᮩᮕᮣᮼ ᯕᮟ ᮣᮑᮖᮕᮜᮩᮼ᮰

ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮢᮕᮓᮕᮙᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ᮵ᮣ ᮑᮖᮖᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮑᮤᮕ ᮣᮕᮞᮔᮻᮟᮖᮖᮺ ᯗ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯐᮜᮑᮞᮓ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮩ ᮝᮑᮞᮣᮙᮟᮞᮼ

ᯚᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮝᮟᮥᮤᮘ ᮑᮗᮑᮠᮕᮼ

᮰ᯚᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞᮻᮞᮙᮝᯍ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮞᮟ ᮖᮟᮓᮥᮣ ᮙᮞ ᯚᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮼ

᮰ᮅᮘᮺ ᮥᮘᮼᮼᮼᮯ ᮄᮘᮻᮤᮘᮼᮼᮼᮩᮕᮣᮼ ᯚᮕᮻᮜᮕᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮗᮟᮼ᮰

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮡᮥᮙᮤᮕ ᮥᮞᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᯚᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮤᮑᮝᮝᮕᮢ ᮣᮟ ᮝᮥᮓᮘᮼ

᮰ᮀᮜᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮤᮑᮛᮕ ᮗᮟᮟᮔ ᮓᮑᮢᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮩ ᮔᮑᮥᮗᮘᮤᮕᮢᮺ ᮃᮑᮙᮞᮤᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ᮰

ᯏᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ᮵ᮣ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣᮺ ᯚᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮤᮜᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮒᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮧᮟ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣ ᮤᮟᮗᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ

᮰ᮉᮕᮣᮺ ᮩᮕᮣᮼᮼᮼᮯ ᯒᮻᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮧᮟᮢᮢᮩᮼ᮰

᮰ᯖᮕᮘᮕᮺ ᮩᮕᮣᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮙᮣ ᮑ ᮓᮘᮙᮜᮔ ᯗ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮜᮟᮦᮕᮼ᮰

᮰ᮅᮘᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮥᮝᮼᮼᮼᮼᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᯗ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔᮼ᮰

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮓᮕᮢᮤᮑᮙᮞᮜᮩ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮟᮢᮤᮣᮼ

ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮗᮕᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮑᮢᮢᮙᮑᮗᮕᮺ ᯚᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞ ᮢᮕᮣᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮘᮙᮞ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮥᮤᮤᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮣᮕᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮼ

᮰ᯏᮘᮺ ᮞᮟᮼᮼᮼᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮞᮟ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᯛᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯓᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮣᮙᮞᮗᮜᮕ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣ ᮝᮑᮔᮕ ᮞᮟ ᮣᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮠᮕᮢᮠᮜᮕᮨᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗᮼ

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤᯍ ᯘᮥᮣᮤ ᮝᮕᯍ᮰

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮄᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮣᮟᮼ᮰

ᯚᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞ ᮗᮥᮙᮔᮕᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮕᮢ ᮢᮟᮟᮝ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮔᮢᮕᮧᮼ

ᮄᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮤᮟᮜᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮞᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮕᮢ ᮢᮟᮟᮝ ᮑᮜᮟᮞᮕᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮃᮑᮙᮞᮤᮻᮞᮙᮝ ᯚᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞ ᮒᮕᮘᮙᮞᮔᮼ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮕᮨᮠᮕᮓᮤᮕᮔ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮢᮥᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣᮼ

ᯛᮟᮢᮕᮟᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮕᮢ ᮢᮟᮟᮝ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮕᮞᮤᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕᮩ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮞᮕᮧᮜᮩ ᮒᮥᮙᮜᮤ ᮣᮠᮑᮓᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮣᮝᮑᮜᮜᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮃᮑᮙᮞᮤᮻᮞᮙᮝ᮵ᮣ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮕᮢ ᮢᮟᮟᮝᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮜᮑᮢᮗᮕ ᮕᮞᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮣᮟᮜᮙᮤᮑᮢᮩ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮕᮢᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮜᮟᮢᮖᮥᮜ ᮣᮥᮞᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮣᮤᮢᮕᮑᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮙᮞᮔᮟᮧ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮝᮑᮔᮕ ᮝᮕ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮔᮕᮦᮟᮥᮤᮼ

ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᯗᮺ ᮑᮞ ᮟᮢᮔᮙᮞᮑᮢᮩ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞᮺ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝ᮵ᮣ ᮠᮟᮧᮕᮢᯉ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮣᮠᮑᮓᮕ ᮖᮙᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮔᮙᮦᮙᮞᮕ ᮠᮟᮧᮕᮢᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᯗᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮑ ᮘᮙᮔᮔᮕᮞ ᮓᮑᮝᮕᮢᮑᯍ᮰

ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔ ᮧᮘᮩ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮑᮞ ᮟᮢᮑᮓᮜᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮗᮙᮦᮕᮞ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮝᮕᮼ

᮵ᯛᮕᮼᮼᮼᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮝᮠᮟᮢᮤᮑᮞᮤᮼᮼᮼᯍ᮵

ᯖᮟᮧ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮠᮢᮑᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮔᮑᮩᯍ ᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮗᮙᮦᮕ ᮑᮞ ᮟᮢᮑᮓᮜᮕ ᮧᮘᮙᮜᮕ ᮔᮙᮢᮕᮓᮤᮜᮩ ᮓᮑᮜᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮞᮑᮝᮕᮼ

ᯜᮟ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮣ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮙᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮟᮞᮔᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮙᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮝᮙᮣᮤᮑᮛᮕᮞ ᮝᮕ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮕᮜᮣᮕᮼ

ᮃᮥᮢᮕᮜᮩᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮢᮕᮜᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮖᮑᮙᮞᮤ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᯗ ᮤᮟᮥᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᮺ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮙᮤᯍ

᮵ᯔᮙᮢᮣᮤᮼᮼᮼᮜᮕᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮼ᮵

ᯗ ᮔᮕᮖᮙᮞᮙᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮞᮕᮕᮔᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮕᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮝᮑᮔᮕ ᮑ ᮝᮙᮣᮤᮑᮛᮕᮼ

ᯗᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮕᮢᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮥᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮔᮢᮑᮧ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮢᮑᮓᮜᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮔᮕᮓᮜᮑᮢᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

ᯗ ᮛᮞᮕᮜᮤ ᮣᮡᮥᮑᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮜᮟᮟᮢ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮒᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣ ᮤᮟᮗᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢᮼ

᮵ᯖᮕᮜᮜᮟᮺ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮑ ᮧᮘᮙᮜᮕ ᮣᮙᮞᮓᮕ ᯗ᮵ᮦᮕ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮕᮔ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮼ᮵

ᯏᮓᮤᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩᮺ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮢᮕᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮩ ᮘᮟᮝᮕᮼ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕᮺ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮺ ᯗ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮔ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮢᮑᮓᮜᮕᮼ

ᯗ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮗᮙᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮢᮑᮓᮜᮕ ᮒᮩ ᮝᮙᮣᮤᮑᮛᮕᮻ

ᮄᮑᮠᮻᮤᮑᮠᮻ

᮰ᯖᮥᮘᯍ᮰

ᯗ ᮟᮠᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮙᮞᮓᮤ ᮣᮕᮞᮣᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮕᮕᮛ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔᮼ

ᯏᮞᮔ ᮣᮟᮟᮞᮺ ᯗ ᮖᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮓᮩᮜᮙᮞᮔᮢᮙᮓᮑᮜ ᮟᮒᮚᮕᮓᮤᮺ ᮖᮑᮙᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮣᮘᮢᮟᮥᮔᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮠᮥᮢᮕ ᮧᮘᮙᮤᮕ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮼ

ᮃᮕᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮤ ᮣᮟ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮙᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮤᮺ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮖᮟᮢᮝ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮙᮞᮓᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮕᮕᮞ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᮼ

᮰ᯏᮢᮕᮼᮼᮼᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼᮼᮼᯍ᮰

ᯏᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮑᮗᮢᮕᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮝᮩ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮒᮟᮒᮒᮕᮔ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮤᮙᮠ ᮥᮠ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᮼ

ᮂᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩᯍ

ᯒᮟᮕᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮝᮕᮑᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝ᮵ᮣ ᮟᮢᮑᮓᮜᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮓᮕᮢᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮑ ᮝᮙᮣᮤᮑᮛᮕᯍ

ᯖᮟᮧᮕᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᮔᮕᮣᮠᮙᮤᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮔᮟᮥᮒᮤᮣ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮕᮑᮣᮙᮜᮩ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᯏᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᯍ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮝᮟᮦᮕᮔ ᮑᮧᮑᮩ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮝᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮕᮔ ᮦᮙᮟᮜᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮒᮕᮗᮑᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮝᮙᮤ ᮑᮞ ᮕᮞᮟᮢᮝᮟᮥᮣ ᮑᮝᮟᮥᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮙᮤᮼ

ᮇᮑᮢᮝ ᮓᮜᮥᮣᮤᮕᮢᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮖᮙᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮞᮤᮙᮢᮕ ᮣᮠᮑᮓᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮑᮞᮤᮼ

ᮃᮟᮟᮞᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮥᮢᮕ ᮧᮘᮙᮤᮕ ᮓᮜᮥᮣᮤᮕᮢᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮺ ᮣᮓᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮔᮙᮢᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣᮺ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮖᮜᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮜᮟᮟᮢᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮢᮑᮙᮞ ᮝᮑᮔᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮠᮟᮥᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᮼ

᮰ᮇᮻᮧᮟᮧᮼᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯗ ᮣᮠᮢᮕᮑᮔ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮠᮑᮜᮝᮼ

ᮃᮤᮢᮕᮑᮛᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮗᮑᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮒᮩ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮟᮞᮤᮟ ᮝᮩ ᮠᮑᮜᮝᮼ

ᮇᮑᮢᮝ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮓᮟᮝᮖᮟᮢᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮠᮟᮧᮕᮢᮼ ᮉᮕᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮜᮙᮖᮕ ᮖᮟᮢᮓᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮑᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮙᮞ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩ ᮖᮕᮜᮤᮼ

᮰ᯗᮤ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮞᮟ ᮓᮘᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕᮼ ᮄᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮞᮟ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮑᮠᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮖᮢᮕᮕᮜᮩ ᮕᮝᮙᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮧᮑᮢᮝᮤᮘ ᮑᮣᮙᮔᮕ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮑᮠᮠᮢᮟᮑᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮼ

ᯏᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮞᮺ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞᮜᮩᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮦᮙᮟᮜᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮣᮤᮢᮥᮓᮛ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮕᮢᮼ

᮰ᯏᮓᮛᮺ ᮕᮘᯍ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮒᮒᮙᮞᮗ ᮠᮑᮙᮞ ᮜᮕᮖᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮕᮧᮙᮜᮔᮕᮢᮕᮔᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮩ ᮙᮤ ᮢᮕᮠᮕᮑᮤᮕᮔᮜᮩ ᮠᮟᮥᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮕᮢᮺ ᮘᮑᮢᮔ ᮕᮞᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮥᮢᮤ ᮡᮥᮙᮤᮕ ᮑ ᮒᮙᮤᮺ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮑᮞᮗᮢᮩᮼ

ᯖᮑᮔ ᯗ ᮠᮕᮢᮘᮑᮠᮣ ᮥᮠᮣᮕᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᯍ

ᯗ ᮤᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮘᮑᮢᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮕᮑᮢᮓᮘ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮕᮝᮟᮢᮙᮕᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮞᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮥᮙᮤᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮙᮞᮔᮼ

᮰ᯗᮣᮺ ᮙᮣ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮦᮕᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᯍ᮰

ᯗᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮞᮔᮺ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮞᮟ ᮓᮘᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮑᮣᮛ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ

ᯗᮞ ᮢᮕᮣᮠᮟᮞᮣᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮩ ᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮝᮟᮦᮕᮔ ᮦᮙᮟᮜᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮥᮠ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᮼ

᮰ᮀᮖᮖᮤᮼ᮰

ᯗᮤ ᮢᮕᮝᮙᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮑ ᮓᮘᮙᮜᮔ ᮞᮟᮔᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮘᮕᮑᮔᮺ ᮣᮟ ᯗ ᮕᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮥᮠ ᮜᮕᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮑ ᮜᮑᮥᮗᮘᮼ

ᮀᮕᮢᮘᮑᮠᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮑᮥᮗᮘᮤᮕᮢ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮒᮕᮗᮑᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮕ ᮦᮙᮟᮜᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩᮼ

ᯗ ᮓᮑᮢᮕᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮗᮢᮑᮣᮠᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮒᮟᮤᮘ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮙᮤᮼ

᮰ᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮣᮟᮢᮢᮩᮺ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮠᮢᮑᮩ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᯗ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮔ ᮞᮕᮧᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮓᮟᮜᮜᮑᮠᮣᮕᮔᮼ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮡᮥᮙᮕᮤᮕᮔ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮟᮟᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮙᮓᮛᮼ

᮰ᯐᮥᮤ ᮞᮟᮧ ᮣᮘᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮓᮟᮦᮕᮢᮕᮔᮼ ᮃᮟ ᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮢᮑᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ᮰

ᮇᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮒᮑᮣᮘᮖᮥᮜ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮒᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣ ᮤᮟᮗᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞ ᮙᮞ ᮑ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮗᮕᮣᮤᮥᮢᮕᮼ

᮰ᮃᮟᮼᮼᮼᮓᮑᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮜᮕᮤ ᮗᮟ ᮟᮖ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮑᮞᮗᮕᮢᯍ᮰

ᯗ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮑᮤ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮣᮣᮺ ᮧᮑᮞᮔᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮖᮟᮢᮤᮘᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮔᮙᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮥᮜᮤᮙᮝᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮑᮓᮓᮕᮠᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮑᮠᮟᮜᮟᮗᮩᯍ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮔᮼ

᮰ᯖᮕᮘᮕᮼᮼᮼᮄᮘᮑᮞᮛ ᮩᮟᮥᮼᮼᮼᯗ᮵ᮜᮜ ᮠᮢᮑᮩ ᮔᮙᮜᮙᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮞᮟᮧ ᮟᮞᮼ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢᮺ ᮘᮑᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮟᮦᮕᮔ ᮑᮧᮑᮩ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮔᮺ ᮣᮟᮟᮞ ᮑᮠᮠᮢᮟᮑᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮼ

ᯏᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮔᮕᮣᮙᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮣᮤᮟᮟᮔ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕᮺ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮝᮟᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮓᮘᮼ

ᯏᮤ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮖᮜᮥᮣᮤᮕᮢᮕᮔᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮣᮟᮝᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞᮺ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮔᮕᮑ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮙᮞᮔᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯗ ᮗᮢᮑᮒᮒᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮒᮟᮤᮘ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮠᮥᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮤᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮼ

ᮃᮝᮟᮟᮓᮘᮻ

ᯗ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮠᮣ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮜᮥᮞᮤ ᮠᮑᮢᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢᮼ

ᯏ ᮣᮝᮑᮜᮜᮺ ᮑᮖᮖᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮑᮤᮕ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮕᮣᮓᮑᮠᮕᮔ ᮒᮕᮤᮧᮕᮕᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮠᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮑᮢ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮕᮔ ᮦᮙᮟᮜᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮔᮙᮣᮠᮕᮢᮣᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮙᮢ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮕᮔᮼ

ᮄᮘᮥᮣᮺ ᮑ ᮡᮥᮙᮕᮤ ᮣᮙᮜᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮔᮕᮣᮓᮕᮞᮔᮕᮔᮼ

ᯗ ᮒᮜᮙᮞᮛᮕᮔ ᮒᮜᮑᮞᮛᮜᮩ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮼ

ᯔᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝ᮵ᮣ ᮟᮢᮑᮓᮜᮕ ᮟᮞᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮖᮥᮜᮜ ᮟᮖ ᮠᮕᮢᮠᮜᮕᮨᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮦᮕᮞᮤᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮑ ᮗᮟᮟᮔ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮢᮕᮗᮑᮢᮔᮜᮕᮣᮣᮼ

ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮑᮜᮜᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮑ ᮖᮟᮜᮜᮟᮧᮕᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮺ ᮧᮘᮙᮓᮘ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮗᮟᮑᮜᮼ

ᯗᮖ ᮣᮟᮺ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮑᮖᮕᮤᮩ ᮒᮕ ᮗᮥᮑᮢᮑᮞᮤᮕᮕᮔ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮙᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮢᮕᮑᮤ ᯒᮕᮝᮟᮞ ᮓᮑᮝᮕᯍ

ᯓᮦᮕᮢᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮒᮜᮕᮣᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮕᮣᮤᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ

ᮄᮟ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮗᮢᮑᮤᮙᮤᮥᮔᮕᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮙᮖ ᮧᮕᮑᮛᮜᮩᮺ ᯗ ᮒᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣ ᮤᮟᮗᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮕᮔᮼ

᮵ᮄᮘᮑᮞᮛ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮝᮥᮓᮘᮺ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ᮵

ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮝᮩ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮑᮞᮛᮣᮺ ᯗ ᮠᮟᮞᮔᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤᮼ

ᯖᮝᮝᮺ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᯗ ᮤᮑᮜᮛ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮟᮔᮑᮩᯍ

ᯗ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮟᮣᮕ ᯗ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮤᮕᮜᮜ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮥᮣᮥᮑᮜ ᮔᮑᮩᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮑᮜᮧᮑᮩᮣᮼ

ᮃᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᯗ ᮤᮕᮜᮜ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢᯍ

ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮑ ᮒᮙᮤ ᮕᮝᮒᮑᮢᮢᮑᮣᮣᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮼ

ᮃᮤᮙᮜᮜᮺ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮕᮢᮓᮙᮖᮥᮜ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮥᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮼ

᮵ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮺ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᯍ᮵
ᮇᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮒᮑᮣᮘᮖᮥᮜ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮒᮕᮗᮑᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮤᮟᮢᮩᮼ

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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