Chapter 305 – Film.K
“Excuse me.”
“What, this pervert.”
“Pervert! It’s not like that on purpose.”
Leah tried to say something at Yakaf’s words, but met narrowly open eyes and avoided his gaze. She was able to wash her body clean after all, but her clothes were not clean, so she borrowed his clothes.
“Well, even if you loosen the rope now…”
Although, of course, her arms and legs were tied back together.
“If I release you, will you attack me again?”
“Oh, it’s a mistake.”
It was then that the awkward silence lingered again. Growl! And the boat horn rang out. Of course, it wasn’t Jacob’s.
“Hehe, I’m hungry.”
“Ha ha, really.”
He sighed at Leah’s shameless appearance and checked the figure of La Skippa growing up in her corner of the kitchen. Thanks to the unintentional increase in manure, the Raskippa grew a lot, so he cut and cooked the Raskippa in moderation. Then he looked at the food and remembered that most of it had become manure. He has no choice but to take out any leftovers and, as usual, gathers them together between two bowls and shakes them randomly. I handed out the finished round rice ball to her.
“Eat.”
“Can I really eat it?”
“If you don’t like it, don’t eat it.”
“Oh, no! I’m not saying you won’t eat!”
Seeing him looking at him suspiciously, Yakaf frowned and tried to take it back, but he grabbed it with his tied hands. In the end, Leah took a bite of the rice ball he made.
“Eup!? No, it’s not tasty.”
“I guess so.”
He didn’t expect it, so he made his share of rice balls.
“Do you usually eat like this?”
“What.”
“Ugh, I think it tasted much better when I just ate it.”
When she saw that the food in the rice balls were so jumbled up that it was hard to tell what they were, she said tremblingly.
“It’s more troublesome to eat every single meal.”
“Does the person downstairs get angry when they hear that?”
“What do you know?”
Leah, who watched Yakaf get used to eating the rice balls he made again, munched his mouth and bit into the rice balls again.
“It doesn’t taste good either.”
In fact, she ate the whole rice ball. After a simple meal, there is silence.
“So what are you going to do with me?”
“So what do you do?”
“What is it? Did you catch it without thinking?”
For some reason, Leah smiled happily. He looked at her and opened her mouth.
“Did you say you came from downstairs?”
“Yeah, what about it?”
“How did you get up here?”
Downstairs there must have been guards, mostly called datchiks. Those employed in the Pavilion sector must have been monitoring the people downstairs so that they could not go upstairs without permission. For some reason she had come upstairs and was even stealing food from his house.
“That’s a secret! If you get caught by Datchik, you’ll be in trouble.”
“Did you ever think that I would report them?”
“…Eh heh?”
Leah looks at him with an awkward smile as if she hadn’t thought of it.
“Do you report it?”
“Wait wait wait! That’s no way! You might not be able to come back up!”
So desperate that even with her hands and feet tied, she hurriedly crawled to the ground, grabbed Carp’s ankles and begged. Although it was easier for him in many ways to report her or not.
“…Okay.”
“Report, won’t you?”
“Okay.”
“Wow! Thank you so much!”
Leah’s appearance made him wonder how downstairs was really so delighted, but he didn’t want to know. I didn’t know anything else, but I knew at least that the underground was a very barren and dangerous place. It was enough to know that. What mattered to him was what he had to do in the future. Yakaf didn’t want to set foot in such a place, nor did he voluntarily want to know.
“Because it’s okay. Stay calm. I have work.”
“Day?”
Leah looked at her yakaf in puzzlement, but he left her alone and headed for her smithy. Then, what greeted me was the air that felt sultry and stuffy. That’s because there was a furnace here. If you approach the brazier and carefully look inside, it will still contain red-burning embers and emit a hot haze at you, even though you have left it for a long time. It wouldn’t be bad for him to work on it as it is, but he also had to keep this fire going, so he looked at the other side of the furnace.
There was a heap of small, black pieces piled up. As always, Yakaf grabbed a shovel and shoved it into the pile to scoop out the black bits. That’s how he moved the pieces as they were answered by the shovel and threw them into the furnace. Then he checked the black shards scattered inside the furnace, repeated it a couple more times, and took out the air pump. The pump, which was made with a frame made of iron and covered with cloth and leather, was a convenient object that could inject air into the furnace through a nozzle simply by unfolding and folding it by hand.
In this way, when air is pushed into the inside of the furnace, the red light leaking from the inside of the furnace brightens and emits more heat. Next, he gathers together some scrap metal piled up near the furnace, places it in a stone barrel, picks it up with long tongs, and pushes it into the hot furnace. When he feels that the time has come to wait for a while, he takes out the barrel, checks the melted iron, and pours it into the prepared mold. He also pulled out the hardened iron with tongs, although a red stain remained after time had passed.
It looked like a suitable iron ingot, but it was just iron that could not be used as it is, so it was when he brought it to the anvil and pounded it with a hammer.
-Kang! Kang!
– Puffy!
Except for the sound of his hammer hitting iron, he heard a noise in his ears. When I looked at the place where the sneak sound came from, there was an iron door that was firmly closed, so I focused my attention on tapping the iron again.
-Kang! Kang! Kang!
– Puffy!
“…”
The noise he heard again intervened between the knocks on the iron, so he left the iron for a while and went to the door and swung it open.
“Ah?!”
Then Leah suddenly loses her place to lean on and falls.
“I think I told you to stay calm.”
“But I’m bored just lying around!”
Rather, seeing her struggling as if protesting against him, Yakaf sighed, but since it wasn’t something he could handle right now, he tried to focus on his work again.
-Kang! Kang!
“Was your job a blacksmith?”
Even if she hadn’t heard her curious question.
“I’m not a formal blacksmith. I’m just practicing as my father tells me.”
-Kang!
She shouldn’t have had to answer Leah’s words. All she had to do was concentrate and continue doing the same homework her father gave her.
“Huh, my dad was a blacksmith.”
“Okay, so now…”
“I think you’re a blacksmith too?”
She tried to tell her to get out, but she shut her mouth at her ensuing words.
“Because the sound of you tapping the iron was so clear.”
“I heard that somewhere.”
“Oh, did you find out? Hehe.”
Seeing Leah stick out her tongue and smile, he raised the hammer again, thinking it was a waste of time.
“Don’t talk like that. It’s rude to blacksmiths.”
Forging was not an easy thing to see. He was only forging such a small piece of iron, but his father and other blacksmiths were putting in a lot of effort to make a large cogwheel in time. He remembered seeing the process of melting countless pieces of iron together and hammering them together to make a large cog wheel right next to his father. The occasional death of blacksmiths was also not uncommon.
“Mmmm, hey, does Karp really like his daddy?”
At her words, Jakaf stopped his hammering again.
“How do you come to that conclusion?”
When I looked at it, I saw Leah smiling.
“Yeah, because Karp is so serious. He didn’t like talking about what his dad was doing, did he?”
“…I don’t know. Think on your own.”
-Kang! Kang!
He kept banging the hammer, but she didn’t talk to her again until she was done. She just stared at him through the open door.
“Are you going to keep doing that?”
“Huam, is everything over?”
Leah, who is peacefully dozing in front of the door, seems to be inconvenient.
“I’m going to eat. If you don’t want to eat, sleep.”
“Hot?! I’m going to eat! I’m going to wake up!”
By the time he finished his work, it was already evening. As expected, it was all the rice balls he made.
“Ooh, it doesn’t taste good either.”
“You talk a lot while eating.”
“Just loosen this rope and I’ll cook for you!”
“What do I believe in?”
“Wow.”
Of course, he didn’t loosen the rope in case something happened. Then she stared in the direction of her smithy and asked.
“Do you know how to make something too?”
“Like this?”
“Ugh! Was that what you made?”
Leah was frightened at the sight of the insect toy he took out, perhaps remembering being stung by a steelworm.
“But you’re not a blacksmith?”
“I just copied it. This one was made by disassembling something I received as a toy.”
“Uhh, I don’t know how much you think of blacksmiths.”
“South director.”
In the end, Yakaf couldn’t help but take her and spend another day with her. Time, which normally flowed so slowly, became especially fast today, and night came.
“Hey, I’m cold.”
“Ha.”
Her original intention was to put her to sleep the same as yesterday, but she kept muttering her words that she was cold, so she couldn’t fall asleep due to her nerves. I thought about bringing her extra quilt, but I had no quilt of her own or her father’s, so I moved her to her own bed.
“Ah! Is this the blanket you’ve only heard about? It’s completely different from what I’ve known!”
“Go to bed soon.”
She wondered if it was so good to see her sighing and pulling the blanket over him. Like that, Yakaf also lay down on the futon and tried to sleep with his eyes closed.
“…Don’t cling to me.”
“Ehehe, isn’t it cold when we’re apart?”
“Is the futon a decoration?”
“Still~”
As if the only thing that bothered him was the delicately fragrant scent that casually clung to him and the skin that brushed against him, Leah came close to him. She couldn’t figure out why her soft skin was getting bigger, even though the rough, rough texture of the rope was obviously stinging her skin. Because of this, he couldn’t easily fall asleep until late at night because her naked body, which he had captured in her eyes for a while, came to mind even in the dark and shimmered before her eyes.
“Hot.”
The next day, Yakaf realized that his body was not moving as he tried to toss and turn to remove the blanket because it felt exceptionally hot today. Especially when he opens his eyes to the feeling that his arms are tied to something heavy.
“Coo.”
“Why is this guy…”
He saw Leah’s face right in front of him, breathing lightly and sleeping soundly. Thinking about how this guy was next to her, she remembered that she had fallen asleep with her the night before. But the problem was not that trivial. When I wondered why her arm didn’t move, she found that she was sleeping with one arm wrapped around her, cleverly with her tied arm.
“This guy is real.”
Realizing the soft touch that wrapped his entire arm belatedly, Leah’s figure wrapped around his arm came into my eyes more closely with the feeling that it was getting hotter. The green eyes that stood out from her first meeting are now hidden behind her eyelids, but long eyelashes the same color as her hair catch her eye instead. The small lips that had been talking to him incessantly were now firmly shut and pulling him oddly.
“Ha, am I crazy?”
Then, with her girlish breath clearly tickling her face, Yakarp realized that he was approaching her involuntarily and pulled her head away. And he took a deep breath and cried out.
“Wake up!!”
“Kyaaaaah?!”
That morning also started out loud with her screams.
