Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 291 The Celebration (Part 1)

"Good morning, residents of Aristotle! Today is January 31st, also the annual Harvest Festival! The new year has arrived. Congratulations, everyone, and may you all enjoy the celebrations..."

The atmosphere of the Royal Capital Harvest Festival was still very grand. Early this morning, the whole city's radio broadcasts celebrated the arrival of the festival in a high-profile manner.

Yumilia yawned, woken up by the sound of the radio, rubbed her eyes, and went out of the room.

Happy Holidays, Yumilia.

As soon as I stepped outside, I received a hug from Caesar.

"Hmm, Caesar, you're up so early..."

"Yumeria! Happy holiday! Hurry up and get dressed, let's go to the celebration together today!"

Before she could finish speaking, she received another hug. Looking down, she saw that Ita had also come to her house.

She then remembered that Ita had said yesterday that they should come together to celebrate the festival and go to the festivities. She was so excited last night that she couldn't fall asleep for a long time, but she had completely forgotten about it this morning.

By now, music was playing outside the window, the sounds of celebrations from several blocks away reaching here.

The weather is exceptionally nice today, with bright sunshine, which adds even more to the festive atmosphere.

"Hurry, hurry, let me help you change your clothes. You need to dress up nicely today!"

"Wait, Ita..."

Ita couldn't wait to push Yumilia into the dressing room. After a bit of fuss, she came out dressed beautifully in a festive dress, adorned with all sorts of sparkling accessories.

"Ita...did you put all the ornaments on it...?" Caesar couldn't help but complain.

“It’s really a bit too flashy…” Yumilia complained, touching her hair which was covered in various ornaments.

“Today is different, so we need to dress up to create a different atmosphere,” Ita said matter-of-factly.
"Oh, right, Yumilia, hehe."

Ita smiled and extended both hands to her.

Yumilia understood and smiled helplessly: "I know, I've been prepared for this for a while."

She took out two flower-shaped pouches and placed them in Ita's hands.

“Here, this is yours, Ita.”

Then he handed the other one to Caesar:

"This belongs to Caesar."

"Thank you, Yumilia."

This is a tradition of the Harvest Festival. On this day, parents give their children some money to spend, similar to the New Year's money in the previous life. One reason is to make the children happy on this day, and the other is to express good wishes, saying that after the children spend the money, they will be blessed with peace and good health in the new year.

Ita happily opened her little flower bag, which contained one hundred gold coins in banknotes.

She certainly doesn't lack money normally, but money with this special meaning is definitely different. Hundreds of millions of gold coins couldn't buy the Dragon Clan Head's happiness at this moment.

Caesar was more interested in the flower bag that Yumilia had sewn by hand than the money for the candy inside. He put it carefully into his pocket without even opening it.

"Hurry, hurry, the celebration is about to begin! Let's get out of here!" Ita eagerly grabbed Yumilia's hand.

"Hey, wait a minute! Let me brush my teeth first!" Yumilia called out.

...

The entire city was filled with a festive atmosphere, with colorful decorations everywhere. Trees along the roads were adorned with ribbons, and everyone wore a joyful smile, greeting each other warmly. Various mascots dressed as mascots handed out candy and gifts to children on the streets, and grand parade floats passed through the streets and alleys, with dancers on them scattering flower petals on both sides of the street.

"Wow, this is truly a big city! It's so much grander than anything I've seen back in my hometown."

Yumilia exclaimed in amazement as she watched the parade floats filled with singing and dancing.

“There’s something even more fun to do. Come on, Yumilia, I’ll take you over there.” Ita took Yumilia’s hand and led her toward Emerald Street.

This is the main street of the celebration, which is now occupied by stalls selling all kinds of food and toys. The street is bustling with people and is very lively.

This was Caesar's first time seeing a harvest festival in a big city. Back in his hometown, the harvest festival was just some small-town event, and the scale and atmosphere were nowhere near as grand as this one.

In terms of scale, Eldaria actually attached great importance to the Harvest Festival back then, and held large-scale events on the day of the festival. However, as the emperor, he could only inspect it from afar and did not have time to participate in the celebrations.

Seeing this scene today, he didn't know what to do, so he could only follow behind Ita and let her lead him to participate in the activities here.

The games at these stalls seemed to be similar to those in his previous life, such as ring toss, target shooting, archery, and riddles. One area even had horse lassoing, with prizes tied to the horses. The more spirited the horse, the bigger the prize. As long as you could lasso the horse and subdue it within a minute, the prize was yours.

Caesar watched for a while, and some unlucky fellows were already being dragged along by horses.

"Caesar! Come over here!" Ita waved to him from a short distance away.

Afterwards, the two of them were at a shooting range stall. Ita smiled and handed a model gun to Caesar, pointing to the large teddy bear doll on the stall and saying:
"Yumeria wants that, twenty shots, so I'm counting on Caesar."

"Don't get your hopes up too high for my marksmanship," Caesar said.

Although I'm a veteran of countless battles, I'm certainly good at archery, but shooting is a bit...
After all, there were no firearms in that era, and he had hardly ever touched a gun since his rebirth. He could only rely on instinct to fight. He raised his gun and pulled the trigger repeatedly. He shot very steadily, hitting the target accurately with the first eighteen shots. Unfortunately, the last two shots only grazed the edge of the target, missing by a hair's breadth. In the end, he could only regretfully put away his gun.

When the stall owner saw that he had missed the last shot, his tense expression relaxed, and he said with a laugh, "Young man, you shot pretty well, but you still need to practice more."

Caesar shrugged helplessly.

"It's alright, it's alright, let me try." Yumilia took the gun from his hand, stood in front of the shooting target, and raised the gun.

"The recoil is quite strong, so be careful." Just as Caesar was about to warn her, Yumilia fired a shot, hitting the target precisely.

"Yumeria is amazing!" Ita clapped her hands from the side.

Then the second shot,
"You hit it again!"

The third shot,
"You won again!"

Soon, Ita, Caesar, and the stall owner's expressions changed. They fired twenty shots in one go, all hitting the target precisely, without missing a single shot.

"Yay! I hit them all! Ita, Caesar, I won!"

Yumilia put down her gun and became as cheerful as a little girl again, hugging the somewhat dazed Ita and jumping up and down happily.

“Oh, Yumilia, wow, that’s amazing,” Ita said.

The most tragic person was the stall owner. He thought the little boy was the most powerful one, but he never expected that the girl was the real mastermind.

He reluctantly picked up the large plush toy.

"Thank you!"

Yumilia said happily,

"Let's go back to playing! Huh? What's wrong with you two?" Yumilia looked at her two children, who were staring at her blankly.
“No, it’s nothing. Did you use a gun often before?” Caesar asked.

"Ah, this..." Yumilia avoided eye contact.

“Before, I would sometimes shoot at targets when I was bored,” she said.

When I'm bored.

Considering Yumilia's previous familiarity with firearms, she's definitely not a novice.

However, in those war-torn years, it was not uncommon for people to know how to use guns.

Yumilia happily hugged the doll she had won and continued strolling through the festival with the two children.

Ita was playing a ring toss game with Yumilia when Caesar suddenly heard a familiar voice. He turned around and saw two familiar figures.

"I only have fifty gold coins on me today. Can you please stop taking me to those high-end places? Wouldn't it be better to just stroll around the roadside stalls?" Leon said helplessly.

"Stop talking nonsense. What do you think I came here for? Besides, you owe me so much money, what's wrong with paying some back?" Tess said fiercely.

"Don't pick now either," Leon said, troubled.

"Hey, Happy Harvest Festival!"

The two turned their heads together and saw Caesar waving at them.

"Hey! Caesar! What a coincidence!" Leon rushed to his side as if he'd seen a savior, whispering, "Come help me take some of this blame, this guy's been upset at home and now he wants to take it all out on me."

"What do you mean by being bullied?"

"Hmph, it's all because I didn't do well on my final exams, and Dad canceled my private event at Fira Boutique this year. I've lost my only happy moment of the holiday," Tess said angrily.

"If Grandpa hadn't been away on a business trip this year, how dare he treat me like this? When Grandpa comes back, I'm going to give him a piece of my mind!"

The young lady clenched her fist and said.

“You’re not this tough in front of Uncle Kent,” Leon said.

"Cut the nonsense!"

"Well, actually, I've wanted to ask that for a while now," Caesar said.
What is the relationship between the two of you?

From their previous conversations, it's clear that the Tess and Leon families have a close relationship, and they often interact privately, but their family backgrounds don't seem to be very compatible.

Tess and Leon exchanged a glance, and it was Tess who spoke:

"Relationship? Ah... I guess we're related."

"Hey, that's pretty redundant," Leon couldn't help but say.

"Relatives?" Caesar had no idea that the two friends who had been together for so long had such a relationship.
“Yeah, this guy is mine… I don’t really know, anyway, we’re so close that we don’t even have a proper name for each other,” Tess said.

“No matter how far apart we are, we’re still family, Miss Tess,” Leon said.
So stop coveting my meager earnings.

(End of this chapter)