Tales of the Taisho Era Flowers Bloom Late

Chapter 191

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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᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮅᮗᮘᮼ᮰

ᮃᮧᮑᮜᮜᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮗᮢᮟᮑᮞᮺ ᯗ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮟ ᮔᮑᮢᮛ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮣᮕᮕ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮓᮘ ᮙᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮝᮙᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮓ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮞᮕᮓᮛᮼ

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮟᮞ ᮕᮑᮢᮤᮘᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯗ ᮤᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮕᮝᮟᮢᮙᮕᮣᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮗᮕᮤ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮑᮢᮢᮙᮑᮗᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮺ ᯓᮢᮙᮞᮑ ᮗᮢᮑᮒᮒᮕᮔ ᮝᮕᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᯓᮢᮙᮞᮑᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮤᮕᮢᮢᮙᮖᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕ ᮣᮠᮜᮙᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮑᮢᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮙᮞᮙᮣᮤᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮼ

ᯜᮟ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮠᮑᮣᮣᮕᮔᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮒᮕ ᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮟᮢᮗᮕᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮑᮞᮓᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮝᮩ ᮠᮢᮕᮦᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮜᮙᮖᮕᮼ

ᯜᮟᮺ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮠᮢᮕᮓᮙᮣᮕᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮵ᯕᮢᮕᮑᮤ ᯒᮕᮝᮟᮞ᮵ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯜᮙᮑ ᮣᮠᮟᮛᮕ ᮟᮖᮼ

ᯏᮓᮓᮟᮢᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᯜᮙᮑᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮕᮗᮙᮞᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮙᮣᮖᮟᮢᮤᮥᮞᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮑᮛᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮢᮟᮜ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮣᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮖᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮔᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮔᮑᮢᮛᮞᮕᮣᮣᮺ ᮧᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮣᮕᮕ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮓᮘ ᮑᮘᮕᮑᮔᮺ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮔᮟᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮕᮝᮟᮞ ᮣᮕᮙ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮒᮜᮑᮓᮛᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮕᮝᮟᮢᮩ ᮒᮢᮟᮛᮕ ᮟᮖᮖ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤᮼ

ᯏᮞᮔ ᮞᮟᮧᮺ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮟᮠᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮼ

ᯗ ᮤᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮟᮦᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮒᮟᮔᮩ ᮙᮞ ᮑ ᮣᮠᮑᮓᮕ ᮧᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮞᮟ ᮧᮑᮢᮝᮤᮘ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮖᮕᮜᮤᮼ

ᮃᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮜᮩᮺ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮣᮟᮝᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮒᮟᮔᮩ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮘᮕᮑᮦᮙᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮥᮣᮥᮑᮜᮼ

ᯗ ᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮤᮟᮥᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮓ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮞᮕᮓᮛᮼ

ᮅᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮑᮙᮞᮤ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮓᮺ ᯗ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮕᮨᮑᮝᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮥᮢᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔᮙᮞᮗᮣᮼ

ᮄᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮟᮠᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮦᮙᮣᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮙᮑᮢ ᮠᮜᮑᮤᮙᮞᮥᮝ ᮒᮜᮟᮞᮔᮕ ᮘᮑᮙᮢ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮦᮙᮕᮧᮼ

᮰ᯛᮑᮻᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼᮼᮼᯍ᮰

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮥᮞᮓᮟᮞᮣᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣᮺ ᮘᮟᮜᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮼ

ᯗᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮥᮢᮗᮕᮞᮓᮩᮺ ᯗ ᮣᮘᮟᮟᮛ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮒᮟᮔᮩᮼ

ᯝᮞᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮔᮙᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮟᮠᮕᮞᮼ

ᯖᮟᮧᮕᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᮧᮘᮙᮓᮘ ᮘᮕᮜᮔ ᮑᮞ ᮕᮕᮢᮙᮕ ᮢᮕᮔ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮺ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮜᮟᮣᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮦᮙᮒᮢᮑᮞᮓᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᯗ ᮝᮕᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮉᮟᮥ ᮧᮟᮛᮕ ᮥᮠᯍ᮰

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕᮔ ᮧᮕᮑᮛᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᯛᮑᮻᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼᮼᮼ ᮇᮘᮩᮼᮼᮼ ᮇᮘᮻᯖᮟᮧᮼᮼᮼ᮰

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮞᮟᮞᮣᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮖᮟᮨᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᮅᮢᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᯗ ᮘᮕᮜᮔ ᮥᮠ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮓ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮘᮟᮞᮕ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮖᮜᮑᮣᮘᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮺ ᮕᮨᮑᮝᮙᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮞᮔᮙᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

᮰ᮄᮘᮻᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮙᮣᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮖᮢᮕᮕ᮪ᮕ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮼ

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮒᮜᮟᮟᮔᮣᮘᮟᮤᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮒᮜᮑᮓᮛᮼ ᯒᮑᮢᮛ ᮖᮢᮕᮣᮘ ᮒᮜᮟᮟᮔ ᮖᮜᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮒᮕᮞᮕᮑᮤᮘ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮞᮟᮣᮕᮼ

ᯛᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮑᮞᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮑ ᮔᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮔᮑᮢᮛᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮓᮟᮦᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮘᮑᮜᮖ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮒᮟᮔᮩᮼ ᮄᮘᮑᮤ ᮔᮑᮢᮛᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮥᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ

᮰ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮻᮞᮙᮝᮯ᮰

ᯘᮥᮣᮤ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮒᮜᮑᮓᮛᮺ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮖᮜᮑᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮙᮞᮔᮺ ᮔᮕᮣᮠᮕᮢᮑᮤᮕ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮢᮑᮞ ᮤᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣ ᮝᮕᮼ

ᯑᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮢᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮢᮟᮤᮕᮓᮤ ᮝᮕᯍ

᮰ᮇᮘᮩᮺ ᮧᮘᮩ ᮔᮙᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮟ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮯ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮟᮝᮙᮞᮟᮥᮣ ᮔᮑᮢᮛᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮢᮑᮞᮣᮖᮕᮢᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮘᮟᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮓ ᮧᮢᮑᮠᮠᮕᮔ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮞᮕᮓᮛ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮠᮢᮟᮤᮕᮓᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮞᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮠᮢᮟᮤᮕᮓᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ

᮰ᮉᮟᮥ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮜᮕᮖᮤ ᮝᮕᮼᮼᮼ ᮇᮘᮩᮯ᮰

᮰ᯜᮟᮺ ᯗ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮤᮕᮝᮼ᮰

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮓ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮠᮜᮑᮩᮖᮥᮜ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕᮼ

ᯏ ᮖᮑᮙᮞᮤ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕ ᮣᮠᮢᮕᮑᮔ ᮑᮓᮢᮟᮣᮣ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮙᮠᮣᮼ

᮰ᮃᮤᮙᮜᮜᮺ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮑ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮕᮖᮺ ᮄᮙᮞᮑᮼ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮞᮼᮼᮼ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮑᮣ ᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮑᮣ ᮩᮟᮥ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮣᮑᮖᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢᮣᮼ᮰

ᯗ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔᮼ

ᮇᮘᮩ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮑᮓᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮟ ᮞᮟᮞᮓᮘᮑᮜᮑᮞᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮣᮙᮤᮥᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᯍ

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮧᮕᮑᮛᮕᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮝᮑᮔᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮙᮞᮔ ᮗᮟ ᮒᮜᮑᮞᮛᮼ

ᯗ ᮒᮙᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮠ ᮘᮑᮢᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮑᮞᮨᮙᮕᮤᮩᮼ

ᯗ ᮘᮥᮗᮗᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮓ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮣᮤᮑᮩᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮝᮕᮼ

᮰ᯖᮕᮘᮕᮺ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮜᮔ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮙᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮑᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮑᮜᮜᮼ᮰

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮖᮑᮔᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᯏᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮢᮑᮤᮕᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮥᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮔᮙᮕᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮞᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮘᮟᮜᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕ ᮓᮟᮝᮖᮟᮢᮤᮑᮒᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᮇᮘᮩᮺ ᮧᮘᮩ ᮔᮙᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮢᮥᮣᮘ ᮙᮞ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮑ ᮖᮟᮟᮜᮯ ᮉᮟᮥ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮤᮑᮛᮕᮞ ᮓᮑᮢᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮩᮟᮥᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤᮯᮯ᮰

᮰ᮄᮙᮞᮑᮼ᮰

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮢᮥᮠᮤᮕᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮃᮤᮟᮠ ᮓᮘᮑᮢᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩᮟᮞᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮝᮥᮓᮘᮼ᮰

᮰ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮻᮞᮙᮝᮯ᮰

᮰ᮇᮙᮜᮜ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮖᮙᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮟᮦᮕᮺ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑ ᮜᮙᮤᮤᮜᮕᯍ᮰

ᯛᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤ ᮑᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣᮼ

᮰ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ᮵ᮦᮕ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕᮔ ᮖᮑᮙᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮕᮕᮛᮼ

᮰ᯛᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮜᮟᮦᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮓᮘᮕᮢᮙᮣᮘ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩᮼ᮰

᮰ᯛᮑᮢᮼᮼᮼᮔᮙᮑᮞᮼᮼᮼᮞᮙᮝᮼᮼᮼ᮰

᮰ᮃᮟᮺ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮤᮢᮥᮣᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮺ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮟᮞᮓᮕᮼ᮰

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮖᮑᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮑᮣᮤ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣ ᮠᮕᮢᮝᮕᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮑᮢᮣᮼ

ᯏᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮞᮺ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮙᮤᮼ

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮔᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮜᮜᮑᮠᮣᮕᮔ ᮧᮕᮑᮛᮜᮩ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮝᮩ ᮑᮢᮝᮣᮼ

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮘᮑᮞᮔ ᮔᮢᮟᮠᮠᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮜᮟᮟᮢ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮤᮘᮥᮔᮼ

ᯗ ᮘᮕᮜᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮝᮠᮤᮙᮜᮩᮺ ᮝᮥᮤᮤᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮟᮖᮤᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᯚᮟᮦᮕᮼ᮰

ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮜᮟᮦᮕᮼ

ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮺ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮑᮓᮢᮙᮖᮙᮓᮕ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮗᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮑ ᮛᮞᮙᮖᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮘᮕᮜᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮑᮤᮼ

ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮠᮢᮕᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮟᮞᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮜᮙᮖᮕᯍ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮟᮒᮦᮙᮟᮥᮣᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮧᮢᮟᮞᮗᮼ

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮤᮘᮢᮕᮧ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮙᮖᮕ ᮑᮧᮑᮩᮺ ᮕᮝᮒᮢᮑᮓᮕᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮔᮑᮢᮛᮞᮕᮣᮣᮼ

ᯏᮞᮔ ᮞᮟᮧᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮔᮩᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮓᮟᮝᮖᮟᮢᮤᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮑᮓᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮑᮖᮕᮼ

ᯗ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔᮼ

ᯚᮟᮦᮕᮼ

ᮇᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮜᮥᮣᮤᮺ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮞᮔᯍ

ᮂᮙᮣᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮞᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮜᮙᮖᮕ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮑ ᮝᮕᮢᮕ ᮕᮝᮟᮤᮙᮟᮞᯍ

ᮋᯜᮟᮧ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮤᮥᮢᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮣᮕᮔᮥᮓᮕᮔᮺ ᮄᮙᮞᮑ ᯐᮜᮟᮞᮔᮕᮼᮍ

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮙᮞᮔᮼ

ᯏᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮝᮕ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮟᮟᮛ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮕᮔᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮩᮢᮙᮑᮔ ᮕᮝᮟᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮑᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮢᮕᮔ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮼ ᯝᮞᮜᮩ ᮞᮟᮧ ᮔᮙᮔ ᮤᮘᮟᮣᮕ ᮕᮝᮟᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮢᮕᮣᮟᮞᮑᮤᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮙᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᯒᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮢᮙᮔᮙᮓᮥᮜᮟᮥᮣᮼ᮰

ᯗᮤ ᮘᮥᮢᮤᮣᮼ

ᯏᮞ ᮥᮞᮛᮞᮟᮧᮞ ᮣᮘᮑᮢᮠ ᮠᮑᮙᮞ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮕᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤᮼ

᮰ᯚᮟᮦᮕᮼᮼᮼ ᮜᮟᮦᮕᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮣᮕᮞᮣᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮕᮨᮠᮕᮢᮙᮕᮞᮓᮕᮔ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮖᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮑᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮤ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮕᮣᮤ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮤᮕᮑᮢ ᮟᮠᮕᮞᮺ ᮩᮕᮤ ᮣᮟ ᮠᮟᮙᮗᮞᮑᮞᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮕᮑᮢᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮼ

᮰ᯒᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮢᮙᮔᮙᮓᮥᮜᮟᮥᮣᮼ᮰

ᯗ ᮥᮞᮖᮑᮣᮤᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮓ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮞᮕᮓᮛᮼ

ᮇᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮘᮕᮣᮙᮤᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᯗ ᮠᮜᮑᮓᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮓ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮞᮕᮓᮛ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮓᮜᮑᮣᮠᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣ ᮤᮟᮗᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮕᮢᮦᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩᮼ

ᯔᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮟᮖᮖᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮔᮕᮣᮠᮕᮢᮑᮤᮕ ᮧᮙᮣᮘ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ

ᮀᮜᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮤᮕᮓᮤ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ ᮀᮜᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮜᮕᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮑᮔᮕ ᮑᮧᮑᮩ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮼ

ᯒᮙᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮕᮢ ᮢᮕᮑᮓᮘ ᮘᮕᮢᯍ

ᯏ ᮠᮥᮢᮕ ᮧᮘᮙᮤᮕ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮕᮞᮦᮕᮜᮟᮠᮕᮔ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮠᮢᮕᮑᮔ ᮟᮥᮤᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣᮼ

ᯏᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮝᮕ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮔᮑᮢᮛᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮥᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮓᮕᮔᮕᮔᮼ

ᮄᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮠᮑᮜᮕᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮗᮑᮙᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮦᮙᮤᮑᮜᮙᮤᮩᮼ

ᯏ ᮖᮑᮙᮞᮤ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮤᮘ ᮠᮑᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮒᮕᮤᮧᮕᮕᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮙᮠᮣᮼ

ᮃᮕᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮙᮞᮗᮕᮢᮤᮙᮠᮣ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮕᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮟᮟᮞ ᮢᮕᮗᮑᮙᮞ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣᮞᮕᮣᮣᮼ

ᯗᮤᮣ ᮢᮕᮠᮥᮤᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮘᮟᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮓ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮕᮢᮤᮑᮙᮞᮜᮩ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮥᮞᮖᮟᮥᮞᮔᮕᮔᮼ

᮰ᮄᮘᮑᮞᮛ ᮩᮟᮥᮼᮼᮼ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᮄᮕᮑᮢᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮕᮖ ᮣᮤᮢᮕᮑᮝᮕᮔ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮕᮕᮛᮣᮼ

ᯗ ᮡᮥᮙᮕᮤᮜᮩ ᮟᮖᮖᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮤᮘᮑᮞᮛᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯕᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮔᮙᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮝᮟᮦᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮒᮟᮔᮩᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮔᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮔᮑᮢᮛᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮕᮞᮓᮢᮟᮑᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮠᮟᮞ ᮝᮕ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮖᮑᮣᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮙᮤ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮟᮞ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮼ

ᯗᮞ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣᮺ ᮑᮜᮤᮕᮢᮞᮑᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮥᮣᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮜᮕᮑᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮟᮤᮘ ᮟᮖ ᮥᮣ ᮔᮩᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᯝᮞᮜᮩ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮥᮢᮦᮙᮦᮕᮼ

ᯗ ᮤᮟᮟᮛ ᮟᮖᮖ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮜᮟᮤᮘᮕᮣᮺ ᮙᮞᮓᮜᮥᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮩ ᮤᮟᮠᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮖᮙᮢᮝᮜᮩ ᮤᮙᮕᮔ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮑᮢᮝᮣᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮣᮤᮕᮠᮠᮕᮔ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮧᮑᮙᮤᮕᮔ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮗᮑᮙᮞ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣᮞᮕᮣᮣᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᯖᮥᮘᯍ᮰

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮤᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮔ ᮢᮕᮔ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮦᮙᮕᮧᮼ

᮰ᯗ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩᮼᮼᮼ ᮄᮙᮞᮑᯍ᮰

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮒᮜᮙᮞᮛᮕᮔ ᮒᮜᮑᮞᮛᮜᮩᮼ

ᯝᮞᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮕᮞᮺ ᮣᮕᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮜᮟᮢ ᮢᮕᮤᮥᮢᮞᮺ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᯗ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕᮼ

᮵ᯏᮘᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮙᮤᮼ᮵

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮕᮖ ᮣᮠᮢᮕᮑᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮞᮤᮙᮢᮕ ᮒᮟᮔᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮟᮦᮕᮢᮧᮘᮕᮜᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮙᮞᮕᮣᮣᮼ

ᮄᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮩ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮑᮖᮕᮼ

ᯜᮟᮧᮺ ᯗ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔᮼ

ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮜᮟᮦᮕᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮉᮟᮥ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤᮼ᮰

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙ᮪ᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮔᮙᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮑᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮞᮕᮓᮛᮼ

᮰ᮄᮙᮞᮑᮯᮯ᮰

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮖᮢᮟᮧᮞᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮒᮢᮥᮠᮤᮜᮩ ᮣᮑᮤ ᮥᮠᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮢᮥᮗᮗᮜᮕᮔ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮤᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮝᮟᮦᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮞᮕᮓᮛᮜᮑᮓᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮢᮝᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮖᮙᮢᮝᮜᮩ ᮤᮙᮕᮔᮼ

᮵ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮗᮟᮟᮔ ᯗ ᮜᮕᮑᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮙᮕ ᮢᮕᮣᮤᮢᮑᮙᮞᮤᮣ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮆᮙᮦᮙᮑᮞᮑᮼ᮵

᮰ᮄᮙᮞᮑᮯ ᯕᮕᮤ ᮢᮙᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮞᮕᮓᮛᮜᮑᮓᮕ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮞᮟᮧ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᯗ ᮛᮙᮜᮜ ᮩᮟᮥᮯ᮰

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮤᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮖᮙᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮝᮥᮢᮔᮕᮢᮟᮥᮣ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮤᮼ

ᯜᮟᮢᮝᮑᮜᮜᮩᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮣᮓᮑᮢᮕᮔᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮜᮩᮺ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮥᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮓᮢᮩ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮕᮼ

ᯚᮟᮦᮕᮼ

ᯏ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮒᮜᮟᮟᮝᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮠᮣ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮙᮞᮗᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮕᮞᮣᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮕᮣᮤᮼ

ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮟᮦᮕ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮣᮠᮟᮛᮕ ᮟᮖᮼ

ᯗᮞ ᮑ ᮧᮑᮩᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮥᮞᮖᮑᮙᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮞᮟᮧᮼ

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮺ ᯚᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞᮺ ᮆᮙᮦᮙᮑᮞᮑᮺ ᯜᮙᮑᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᯛᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢᮼ

ᮄᮟ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙ᮪ᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮜᮟᮦᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮜᮑᮤᮕᮼᮼᮼᮼ

᮰ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮑᮜᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᮼ᮰

ᯗ ᮜᮑᮙᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮙᮢᮝᮜᮩ ᮒᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮜᮟᮟᮢ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮓᮑᮢᮕᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮓᮜᮙᮝᮒᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮟᮠ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ

᮰ᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮚᮥᮣᮤᮼᮼᮼ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᯗ ᮞᮕᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮗᮟᮼ᮰

᮰ᯒᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮑᮜᮛ ᮞᮟᮞᮣᮕᮞᮣᮕᮯ ᮄᮘᮙᮞᮛ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮜᮟᮦᮕ ᮩᮟᮥᮺ ᮄᮙᮞᮑ ᯐᮜᮟᮞᮔᮕᮯ᮰

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᯑᮑᮞ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮕᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᯍ᮰

ᯗ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕᮔ ᮒᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮖᮟᮢᮓᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮕᮑᮢᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮢᮕᮑᮤᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮑᮜᮜᮼ

᮰ᮄᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮗᮢᮑᮤᮕᮖᮥᮜ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮩᮼᮼᮼ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮜᮟᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮝᮕᮼᮼᮼ᮰

᮰ᮃᮤᮟᮠ ᮤᮑᮜᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮞᮟᮞᮣᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮕᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮩᮟᮥᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖᮯ᮰

᮰ᯗ ᮧᮙᮣᮘ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮼᮼᮼ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮞᮟᮧ ᯗ ᮓᮑᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮝᮟᮦᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮙᮞᮗᮕᮢᮣᮼ ᯖᮕᮘᮕᮼ᮰

᮰ᯏ ᮧᮙᮻᮧᮙᮣᮘᮯ ᮉᮟᮥ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮧᮙᮣᮘ ᮜᮕᮖᮤᮯ ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮑ ᮧᮙᮣᮘᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮤᮑᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮞᮟᮧᮯ᮰

ᯖᮑᮔ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ ᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮤᮕᮔ ᮣᮟ ᮔᮕᮣᮠᮕᮢᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᯍ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮼ ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮒᮢᮟᮛᮕᮞ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮒᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮚᮟᮩᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮻᮞᮙᮝᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮛᮕᮠᮤ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮠᮢᮟᮝᮙᮣᮕᮼ᮰

ᯛᮩ ᮦᮙᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮟᮦᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮔᮑᮢᮛᮞᮕᮣᮣᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮔᮑᮢᮛᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮓᮢᮕᮕᮠᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮠ ᮖᮙᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮒᮕᮗᮑᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮞᮗᮥᮜᮖ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮑᮣᮤ ᮢᮕᮝᮑᮙᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮖᮑᮔᮕᮔᮼ

ᮇᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮚᮟᮩ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮕᮣᮤ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮥᮢᮣᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮠᮣ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮖᮟᮢᮕᮘᮕᮑᮔᮼ

ᯏ ᮣᮟᮖᮤ ᮛᮙᮣᮣ—

᮰ᯗᮼᮼᮼ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᯗ᮵ᮦᮕ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮣᮕᮔᮥᮓᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮻᮞᮙᮝᮼ᮰

ᮇᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮣᮘᮟᮢᮤ ᮛᮙᮣᮣᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮦᮙᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮕᮔᮼ

᮰ᮄᮙᮞᮑᮯᮯ᮰

ᯛᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮗᮢᮕᮧ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮑᮞᮤᮼ

ᯛᮩ ᮒᮟᮔᮩ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮖᮑᮜᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣᮼ

ᯓᮞᮔᮜᮕᮣᮣᮜᮩᮼ

ᯗᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮒᮩᮣᮣᮼ

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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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