Chapter 6
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"Tia, what would you like to have as a birthday present?"
My father asked me when I was watching the servants take out the breakfast bowls.
As a result of a very careful search last night, I was able to find out that I was still seven years old and had about a month left on my eighth birthday.
“A teddy bear! A very big teddy bear, I want to have it!"
I shouted out loud, picking a gift that a seven-year-old child would want.
“But don’t you hate dolls?”
"Ah …."
It ruined.
Since I was a child, I wasn't happy with dolls whether they resemble humans or animals.
I feel like they were alive and moving at night.
I said that I wanted to have a huge teddy bear.
My father looked at me as if it was a little strange, and sweat was flowing behind my back.
“Now, when I think about it. I think dolls are not good.”
“Then what would you like to buy?”
“Hmm… .”
I had nothing to remember.
What I want as a gift is a villa in a quiet place or a manor where you can live with money for life?1
But I can't ask for something like that.
I must tell you to buy a suitable book or one.
At that time, my father clapped his hands as if he had a good idea.
"Okay! How about a horse, Tia?"
"What do you mean?"
"If you take a foal about one-year-old and put it on and raise it from now on, it will be a great horse by the time you are an adult."
"What……."
I couldn't answer for a moment and blink my eyes.
Horses are expensive.
Depending on how many horses they own, it was an important asset that could measure the size of the owner's or the owning group's property.
The ransom of a horse was the same, but more important was the cost of maintenance.
If you weren't going to feed them and get rid of the excrement, you'd have to hire someone to do the job for you, and you also needed a stable.
There was nothing to say about the vast land where horses could run freely.
Even the average noble family buys horses for their children, but it was a perfect gift for the 18th birthday of adulthood.
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"When I was only your age, I received my first horse as a birthday present."
But this is Lombardy.
Such general economic standards were not used.
He is usually a very modest and gentle person, so I sometimes forget it, but my father also a member of the Lombardy family.
With that thought, I stared at my father.
"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that, Tia?"
"It's nothing. But Dad, when that happens, the foal is a no.”
I didn't really want to learn horse riding, so I came up with an excuse to refuse.
"You do not want?"
"It only one-year-old, but have to separate from the mother. Then it will be very sad."
"Tia."
Oh my.
The moment I spoke, I realized I had made a mistake.
It was because my father's eyes, looking at me, became moist in an instant.
"You don't like being separated from your mother...."
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I forgot for a moment.
The fact that my mother died as soon as she gave birth to me.
It was obvious that my father misunderstood that I was thinking of identifying me with the foal.
"Oh, Dad. So that's...!"
I tried to fix it later, but it was late.
My father, who looked sadly at me with tearful eyes, hugged me and said.
“This dad had a short thought. Let's bring that mother horse together.”
“I’m okay… Yeah?"
What have I heard now?
“As you said, it seems too cruel to separate a foal that is only one year old from the mother. So, if you buy the mother horse together, you won't be able to live happily without falling apart.”
That's right.
Foals are also expensive, but mares that can give birth are more expensive.
But my father, son of Lulak Lombardy, couldn't have that in mind.
I nodded in a half-given state.
“How can our Tia be so good at heart?”1
My father stroked my hair as if it were lovely to the world and then hugged me tightly again.
Okay.
"You can learn horseback riding, well."
My father said to me, snarling like a fat cat.
“Shall I not go to the library today, but read a book in the parlor?”
Unlike other cousins who leave nanny and spend most of the day with them, I didn't have a nanny.
Small things such as washing or changing clothes were solved by borrowing the hands of the maids, and instead, my father took over the whole of my life.
In a word, I said that I was sticking to my father like a scab until I woke up and fell asleep again.
It was also because my father and I were close because they were only two small family members, but the reason why such a simple routine was practically possible was that my father an unemployed.
"I have to write a book today."
He was an interested and well-educated father in many places, from arts to economics, but he did not use them in practice.
Is knowledge just the type that ends up like that?
Then, sometimes, when there is a department that he is really interested in, he organized what he knew and made it into a book, like that.
Of course, there is no revenue generated there.
The finished book is only placed on the bookshelf in my father's study.
Nevertheless, my father has the money to buy mother horses and baby horses at the same time on the birthday of his seven-year-old daughter.
After all, Lombardy is the best.
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"Tia, what would you like to have as a birthday present?"
My father asked me when I was watching the servants take out the breakfast bowls.
As a result of a very careful search last night, I was able to find out that I was still seven years old and had about a month left on my eighth birthday.
“A teddy bear! A very big teddy bear, I want to have it!"
I shouted out loud, picking a gift that a seven-year-old child would want.
“But don’t you hate dolls?”
"Ah …."
It ruined.
Since I was a child, I wasn't happy with dolls whether they resemble humans or animals.
I feel like they were alive and moving at night.
I said that I wanted to have a huge teddy bear.
My father looked at me as if it was a little strange, and sweat was flowing behind my back.
“Now, when I think about it. I think dolls are not good.”
“Then what would you like to buy?”
“Hmm… .”
I had nothing to remember.
What I want as a gift is a villa in a quiet place or a manor where you can live with money for life?1
But I can't ask for something like that.
I must tell you to buy a suitable book or one.
At that time, my father clapped his hands as if he had a good idea.
"Okay! How about a horse, Tia?"
"What do you mean?"
"If you take a foal about one-year-old and put it on and raise it from now on, it will be a great horse by the time you are an adult."
"What……."
I couldn't answer for a moment and blink my eyes.
Horses are expensive.
Depending on how many horses they own, it was an important asset that could measure the size of the owner's or the owning group's property.
The ransom of a horse was the same, but more important was the cost of maintenance.
If you weren't going to feed them and get rid of the excrement, you'd have to hire someone to do the job for you, and you also needed a stable.
There was nothing to say about the vast land where horses could run freely.
Even the average noble family buys horses for their children, but it was a perfect gift for the 18th birthday of adulthood.
Please read this chapter at www.lightnovelreader.com for faster releases
"When I was only your age, I received my first horse as a birthday present."
But this is Lombardy.
Such general economic standards were not used.
He is usually a very modest and gentle person, so I sometimes forget it, but my father also a member of the Lombardy family.
With that thought, I stared at my father.
"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that, Tia?"
"It's nothing. But Dad, when that happens, the foal is a no.”
I didn't really want to learn horse riding, so I came up with an excuse to refuse.
"You do not want?"
"It only one-year-old, but have to separate from the mother. Then it will be very sad."
"Tia."
Oh my.
The moment I spoke, I realized I had made a mistake.
It was because my father's eyes, looking at me, became moist in an instant.
"You don't like being separated from your mother...."
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I forgot for a moment.
The fact that my mother died as soon as she gave birth to me.
It was obvious that my father misunderstood that I was thinking of identifying me with the foal.
"Oh, Dad. So that's...!"
I tried to fix it later, but it was late.
My father, who looked sadly at me with tearful eyes, hugged me and said.
“This dad had a short thought. Let's bring that mother horse together.”
“I’m okay… Yeah?"
What have I heard now?
“As you said, it seems too cruel to separate a foal that is only one year old from the mother. So, if you buy the mother horse together, you won't be able to live happily without falling apart.”
That's right.
Foals are also expensive, but mares that can give birth are more expensive.
But my father, son of Lulak Lombardy, couldn't have that in mind.
I nodded in a half-given state.
“How can our Tia be so good at heart?”1
My father stroked my hair as if it were lovely to the world and then hugged me tightly again.
Okay.
"You can learn horseback riding, well."
My father said to me, snarling like a fat cat.
“Shall I not go to the library today, but read a book in the parlor?”
Unlike other cousins who leave nanny and spend most of the day with them, I didn't have a nanny.
Small things such as washing or changing clothes were solved by borrowing the hands of the maids, and instead, my father took over the whole of my life.
In a word, I said that I was sticking to my father like a scab until I woke up and fell asleep again.
It was also because my father and I were close because they were only two small family members, but the reason why such a simple routine was practically possible was that my father an unemployed.
"I have to write a book today."
He was an interested and well-educated father in many places, from arts to economics, but he did not use them in practice.
Is knowledge just the type that ends up like that?
Then, sometimes, when there is a department that he is really interested in, he organized what he knew and made it into a book, like that.
Of course, there is no revenue generated there.
The finished book is only placed on the bookshelf in my father's study.
Nevertheless, my father has the money to buy mother horses and baby horses at the same time on the birthday of his seven-year-old daughter.
After all, Lombardy is the best.
"Tia, what would you like to have as a birthday present?"My father asked me when I was watching the servants take out the breakfast bowls.As a result of a very careful search last night, I was able to find out that I was still seven years old and had about a month left on my eighth birthday.A teddy bear! A very big teddy bear, I want to have it!"I shouted out loud, picking a gift that a seven-year-old child would want.But don't you hate dolls?"Ah ."It ruined.Since I was a child, I wasn't happy with dolls whether they resemble humans or animals.I feel like they were alive and moving at night.I said that I wanted to have a huge teddy bear.My father looked at me as if it was a little strange, and sweat was flowing behind my back.Now, when I think about it. I think dolls are not good.Then what would you like to buy?Hmm .I had nothing to remember.What I want as a gift is a villa in a quiet place or a manor where you can live with money for life?1But I can't ask for something like that.I must tell you to buy a suitable book or one.At that time, my father clapped his hands as if he had a good idea."Okay! How about a horse, Tia?""What do you mean?""If you take a foal about one-year-old and put it on and raise it from now on, it will be a great horse by the time you are an adult.""What."I couldn't answer for a moment and blink my eyes.Horses are expensive.Depending on how many horses they own, it was an important asset that could measure the size of the owner's or the owning group's property.The ransom of a horse was the same, but more important was the cost of maintenance.If you weren't going to feed them and get rid of the excrement, you'd have to hire someone to do the job for you, and you also needed a stable.There was nothing to say about the vast land where horses could run freely.Even the average noble family buys horses for their children, but it was a perfect gift for the 18th birthday of adulthood.Please read this chapter at www.lightnovelreader.com for faster releases"When I was only your age, I received my first horse as a birthday present."But this is Lombardy.Such general economic standards were not used.He is usually a very modest and gentle person, so I sometimes forget it, but my father also a member of the Lombardy family.With that thought, I stared at my father."Huh? Why are you looking at me like that, Tia?""It's nothing. But Dad, when that happens, the foal is a no.I didn't really want to learn horse riding, so I came up with an excuse to refuse."You do not want?""It only one-year-old, but have to separate from the mother. Then it will be very sad.""Tia."Oh my.The moment I spoke, I realized I had made a mistake.It was because my father's eyes, looking at me, became moist in an instant."You don't like being separated from your mother...."Please read this chapter at www.lightnovelreader.com for faster releasesI forgot for a moment.The fact that my mother died as soon as she gave birth to me.It was obvious that my father misunderstood that I was thinking of identifying me with the foal."Oh, Dad. So that's...!"I tried to fix it later, but it was late.My father, who looked sadly at me with tearful eyes, hugged me and said.This dad had a short thought. Let's bring that mother horse together.I'm okay Yeah?"What have I heard now?As you said, it seems too cruel to separate a foal that is only one year old from the mother. So, if you buy the mother horse together, you won't be able to live happily without falling apart.That's right.Foals are also expensive, but mares that can give birth are more expensive.But my father, son of Lulak Lombardy, couldn't have that in mind.I nodded in a half-given state.How can our Tia be so good at heart?1My father stroked my hair as if it were lovely to the world and then hugged me tightly again.Okay."You can learn horseback riding, well."My father said to me, snarling like a fat cat.Shall I not go to the library today, but read a book in the parlor?Unlike other cousins who leave nanny and spend most of the day with them, I didn't have a nanny.Small things such as washing or changing clothes were solved by borrowing the hands of the maids, and instead, my father took over the whole of my life.In a word, I said that I was sticking to my father like a scab until I woke up and fell asleep again.It was also because my father and I were close because they were only two small family members, but the reason why such a simple routine was practically possible was that my father an unemployed."I have to write a book today."He was an interested and well-educated father in many places, from arts to economics, but he did not use them in practice.Is knowledge just the type that ends up like that?Then, sometimes, when there is a department that he is really interested in, he organized what he knew and made it into a book, like that.Of course, there is no revenue generated there.The finished book is only placed on the bookshelf in my father's study.Nevertheless, my father has the money to buy mother horses and baby horses at the same time on the birthday of his seven-year-old daughter.After all, Lombardy is the best.
