Autumn.
The weather was cloudy over Albion.
Football stadium.
There was a match between a club owned by Svyat and a team of men who just came to play football. Ange and Svyat were sitting in the stands among the small crowd. The kid was more attracted to the game and gesticulated at every moment when the ball reached the feet of the players.
The last minutes of the match were playing. Ange looked around at the stands. Even if there were few spectators, they supported their team. Svyat, who saw the dangerous moment, began to scream.
— Come on, come on and-and-and...!? Where are you hitting!? — Svyat lowered his head.
— I see that you and the fans really like the team's gam — decided to support Ange.
Svyat grinned.
— Actually, the game is so-so, we missed so many chances and conceded two simple goals, and the guys are already walking around the field. But that's what the fans are for, to support even in the worst moment.
A few moments later, the ball flew into the goal in a crazy trajectory. Ange, soaked in the charge from the fans, screamed, as she never screamed.
— Go-o-a-l!
Svyat said in a frustrated voice.
— They scored for us...
Ange felt awkward. The match ended with a score of 3:3. Svyat said in a slightly upset voice.
— Well, let's at least say hello.
Ange and Svyat entered the field when the opposing team left. Svyat gathered everyone in a semicircle with an inspiring voice.
— So, guys, you did well, well done, you put pressure on the whole match, it's a pity you gave up a little bit in the end.
The man standing closest.
— Of course, thank you, but who are you?
Svyat laughed a little.
— Glory, Glory Lavigne, you can just say glor. — Svyat held out his hand and the man shook it.
— Well, hello, Glory.
— And by the way, it so happens that I am a co-owner of the club, so I will also be responsible for the sports part.
Everyone looked surprised.
— And this is Ange, her... — Svyat was silent for a moment.
— Glory's girlfriend and I are very pleased with our cooperation. — Ange said slowly.
— Well, in general, I wish you success, you will come to the office for your salary tomorrow. — he said, gradually leaving.
The players went to the locker room with happy faces.
On the way to the academy, Svyat started talking.
— It's a great idea to share the management with the second owner.
Ange in a monotone voice.
— Efficient time allocation, if you spent more time working on the club, you would help us less.
A smile lit up on the kid's face. Ange sighed: "And the club under his management will go bankrupt."
Svyat thought about it and asked.
— What would you do if you hadn't become a spy?
Ange remained silent for a while and replied.
— I would have worked, traveled, found a loved one... — Ange lowered her head.
Svyat, noticing this, immediately said.
— What modest wishes the princess has. May I open an umbrella for you?
Ange chuckled a little.
— It doesn't seem like it's going to rain today.
Svyat began to speak with a Western accent.
— Yes, but still it is not allowed for the 3rd princess of the 30th generation to walk along a muddy road with her royal feet.
Ange with a smile.
— Stop it, people are watching.
Holy continuing.
— Excuse me, boyar, allow me not to bow 5 times and not to kiss your great heels.
Ange rolled her eyes and walked forward. Svyat followed. Passing by a bakery stall, the kid noticed.
— It was a good idea to travel.
— That you're planning to use a key ball on a car again? — Ange asked.
— No, that was an experiment, but this is different.
The academy. Science class.
Svyat shouted out with a piece of paper.
— We're going to Paris!
Dorothy, reading the newspaper, is surprised.
— What is it now?
Beatrice is happy.
— I've always dreamed of trying cakes there.
Charlotte, sitting on the sidelines.
— I think it will be fun.
Only Chise.
— Where's that?
He is also holy with inspiration.
— Pack your things and we'll leave today or tomorrow, let's see the weather, and since we live in Albion, it's not worth waiting for a good one!
Day. The sun was shining.
Two cars stopped at the door of the hotel. Our tired heroes take turns coming out of them. Dorothy, getting out her luggage.
— Hey Glory, you said we'd be there in the morning.
Svyat, passing the luggage.
— Well, the sun seems to have risen recently.
Dorothy takes out her watch and points at it, poking the boy in the face.
— It's half past 5 pm!
Svyat looked at his watch.
— As it is, I don't know how to use a watch...
Dorothy stared at the boy in shock. Svyat and Steve took their things and went to the hotel. Chise and Beatrice followed them. Dorothy, Ange, and Charlotte stayed outside. The princess noticed.
— I can't stop being surprised by him.
Ange sighed.
— You have no idea how much.
The hotel room of Svyat and Steve.
While sorting things out, the mechanic asked.
— So why couldn't Lawrence come with us? He seems to have relatives here.
Holy, unbuttoning his shirt.
— He has a lot of work.
Steve, taking a cigarette.
— And the unofficial version?
— The booze is stronger here... I take care of him so that he doesn't get drunk here. — said Svyat, putting on a cardigan.
Steve lit a cigarette.
— Well, what's stopping him from getting drunk now while we're gone?
Svyat froze, but then he spoke.
— «blette».
The hotel room of Chisa and Beatrice.
Both are enthusiastically sorting things out. Beatrice is excited.
— I'd rather try the local cakes, and also climb the tower and ride that wheel. What do you want, Chise?
Chise thought about it, but she took out her katana and said.
— Fight with the best warrior here.
The girls laughed.
It was getting late.
After leaving the hotel, the team split up and agreed to meet at the tower. Steve, Dorothy, Chise, and Beatrice went together, while Svyat, Ange, and Charlotte went separately.
First, both parts of the team stopped by for a snack. Dorothy's team went to a decent restaurant where they tried croissants and cakes. At that time, Ange's team stopped at a small eatery, where, according to Svyat, they served delicious Ratatouille.
After that, Svyat saw a shooting range in the distance and wanted to win a prize for Ange.
Taking a pistol and 10 rounds of ammunition, Svyat began shooting. And out of 10 shots, the kid hit only once. He was handed a comforting keychain, which he handed to Ange with a sigh.
Ange decided to try it too and, taking a gun, knocked out 10 out of 10 and was handed a music box, which she handed to Svyat with a smile. The boy took the box and proudly walked faster forward. But feeling my insignificance in my soul.
Dorothy's company walked through the deserted streets, illuminated by lanterns. Dorothy herself was looking at the shop windows, Steve was smoking a cigarette, looking at every lamppost and muttering.
— Yes, it doesn't look like it, but maybe it does, probably not...
Only Chise and Beatrice take turns.
— 6280.
—6281 — said Chise.
—6282 — Beatrice continued.
—6283... — replied Chise.
Dorothy, who was pretty tired of these numbers, asked.
— What are you doing?
Beatrice turned around.
— We count the steps from the hotel so as not to get lost.
— Is it necessary out loud and alternately? — Dorothy continued to ask.
— To keep going. Oh... And what was the date?
— 6283 — Steve stubbed out his cigar.
At this time, Svyat led Ange and Charlotte to the catacombs. Ange asked.
— Where do these mines lead to?
Holy with enthusiasm.
— These lines are laid all over the city and it's a lot of fun to hide there. You can't find better entertainment!
They entered the caves, and after walking a little along a dark corridor, the company discovered walls and columns built of bones and skulls. Charlotte was horrified, Ange took a closer look at the walls, and Svyat spoke with chagrin.
— Damm... I used to think it was a little more fun...
Charlotte offered to go back, Svyat and Ange did not object. When they came back, they saw a fork in the road. Svyat asked.
— That's it... I understand we're lost.
— Maybe you are, but the spies from the planet of the black lizards are well-versed in underground tunnels. — Ange replied with a smile.
At this time, moving along the lighted road, Beatrice noticed a Ferris wheel and offered to ride. Everyone agreed. After they bought their tickets, they sat in two-person cabins. Due to age restrictions, children were not allowed to board without adults, so Dorothy went with Beatrice, and Steve went with Chisa.
Having reached the highest point, the heroes saw the moon. She exuded her light and decorated the leisurely river with a shimmer. After these entertainments, our heroes set off towards the Eiffel Tower, discussing everything they could see along the way.
— I wonder if the water is cold? — Chise was curious.
— Of course it's cold, it's autumn! — Beatrice replied.
Steve, looking back.
— They say that somewhere a bridge is being built in honor of the friendship of the Moscow Emperor and the local ruler.
Dorothy with a grin.
— If the Holy had heard, he would have immediately started to get conceited.
They walked slowly along the river. At the approach to the tower, our heroes saw Svyat, Ange and Charlotte. The mechanic immediately decided to tease his friend.
— You don't look too happy, you wanted to come back here yourself.
Holy with shortness of breath.
— So why should I light up, because you are there. By the way, how many brothers did you count?
Steve just laughed. The whole team began to climb the tower.
Charlotte asked Beatrice about their trip. The girl began to talk about how they had a snack in a restaurant, walked along a shining road, rode on a Ferris wheel. Charlotte only said awkwardly with a smile.
— And we tasted the village food, shot at the shooting range and almost got lost in the dark catacombs.
At that time, Svyat was discussing something with Chise.
— «blette».
— «blet»? — Chise tried to repeat.
— No, it's pronounced B-L-Y-A-T-T, "blette". — Svyat repeated.
— «blette». — Chise replied and immediately asked — how does it translate?
— Some kind of beetroot.
Having climbed to the top, the heroes discovered the amazing nightlife of Paris. Everyone was admiring, only Svyat did not want to go to the railing. Dorothy asked.
— What happened? — Are you scared?
Svyat is wary.
— No, it's simple... I've never been so high!
Steve walked over to the kid, picked him up, and pushed him forward. Svyat gripping the railing, opening his eyes, he saw the city shining with small lights. Everyone admired, Beatrice offered.
— We're going to the Louvre tomorrow, and then...
But Svyat was no longer listening, and standing next to Ange, he took out the box and started it... she doesn't work. The boy was not upset, and taking the girl by the hand, he looked at the view.
— «blette». — Svyat said sharply.
— What is it this time? — Ange asked with a sigh.
— And I didn't give the men a salary...