festival Harold-Lutz

[usual disclaimer: http://pastebin.com/wDPCns6f]

Harold: Ha ha ha! Everything will be all right now that we are here! Lutz! Let us exterminate the bandits together!
Lutz: Yep! Dad! I'm gonna do my best!
Harold: By that way Lutz, is there anything you want to do when the festival resumes? This is a festival of celebrating and wishing for your children's growth afte all! Just for today you can do as you please!
Lutz: Thanks dad! Well, let's see...I want to try the lottery!
Harold: Hm hm hm...the lottery, where you draw lots to get prizes huh...
Lutz: Eh? Is that not ok?
Harold: Well, there's no good memories there for me...When I was a kid I tried it every time I went to a festival but...every time I only won tissues...
Lutz: Dad...
Harold: That was sad! I was really sad! The despair of having your pocket money turn into tissues...that kind of bitter memory...I don't want to let you go through that!
Lutz: It's all right dad! Even if I win tissues I won't be sad! Because I'll be really happy if I can just play together with dad!
Harold: Lu-lutz...Waaaaaaaah! Don't look son! Don't look at your overjoyed father's wailing figure! Waaaah!
Lutz: Ahaha! Dad, even if we won lots of tissues now it'd be fine cause we could put them to good use!