Chapter 927 – Ep.925 Smith, a Black Company in Another World
The sun above my head was slowly starting to decline.
“Uhm… ?”
Siron woke up in the late afternoon, well after noon.
“Huhmm~”
Sleep time gradually increases as the day passes.
However, today again, due to the drowsiness that did not go away no matter how much sleep he had, Siron stretched out of bed, blinking the drowsiness that remained in his eyelids.
“… “Are you protesting because you want to see your dad?”
Siron slightly lifted her pajamas, and muttered as he looked sullenly at his still unfulfilled belly.
Knock. Knock.
“Come in.”
“You’re awake.”
The person who opened the door and came in was Giena, who had ears longer than those of an ordinary elf.
“Any news?”
“No.”
“… “I didn’t even expect it.”
Siron got off the bed, lying to himself.
So I approached Shiron and carefully grabbed one of her arms.
“I’ve told you so many times, but are you okay? “I’m not an ordinary person like Kernax.”
“Your body must be strong. But the other day, you fell down the stairs while walking while dozing off, right? “If it weren’t for Nemea who happened to stop by to see Winter──”
“… Hungry.”
As Siron tried to avoid her gaze and change the subject, I lightly tapped her on the bridge of her nose and left the bedroom with her, heading towards the kitchen.
“Hi.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Well, it’s the same as usual. “I feel listless and unmotivated.”
Siron greeted Cernax, who had taken her seat first, and instead of sitting on her chair, he approached her side.
“How is our princess?”
… Tsk tsk.
Winter, who was in Kernax’s arms and sucking on her breast, glanced at Siron and then focused on sucking her breast again.
In the past, she had greeted him with a loud laugh, but since she completely lost contact with her Smith, it was the winter that she stopped smiling even at Kernax.
“After all, it’s not an ordinary baby.”
“… “I don’t want to agree, but it’s hard to deny that our winter is definitely not ordinary.”
Siron poked Gyeoreum’s cheek, who had gained a lot of weight these days and had become chubby, a few times, then moved across from her and sat on her chair.
Soon after, she started putting on her table one by one the menu items she had prepared for Shiron in advance.
“Thank you so much, but can you just take this away?”
In this situation where she couldn’t even go out, Shiron scrunched up her face as if she was going to gag at the salad with the plump caterpillars she didn’t know where she got them from.
Still, she was a person who was close to meat and stayed away from grass, so she couldn’t help but feel an instinctive repulsion regardless of the taste.
“It’s not possible. “Doesn’t she know that He approved it too?”
Since it was a good dish for her pregnant body, I did not mention Smith’s name to prevent Winter from reacting and firmly refused her request.
“Ha, I really don’t like it…”
Shiron wasn’t expecting anything either, so he grumbled like usual and slowly started emptying the bowls one by one.
No matter how much I disliked the dish, I chewed it and swallowed it as thoroughly as I could, thinking that eating it too quickly might have a negative effect on my unborn child.
“Ugh…”
“Here.”
Finally, as I finished eating the caterpillar salad, which I was most reluctant to do, Giena, who was waiting behind me, handed me warm milk filled with honey.
“Puh-ha~! I guess I can live now…”
After cleansing her tongue with a mild sweetness, Siron emptied her glass by drinking the remaining milk.
“But what about Amela?”
There was a set time to see Winter, so I couldn’t help but be curious because the nobleman who always came down at this time to soothe his depressed mind was nowhere to be seen.
“You left early in the morning, saying you were going for a walk, but you haven’t come back since.”
“… The girl who doesn’t want to look like that… “If you look at the fact that Seokdeul didn’t come, it’s probably not an accident.”
“You are a person who knows how to take care of things well──”
Upright.
As a result, my long ears slightly pointed upwards at her.
“You just came back.”
“I see.”
Although there was a slight difference, Siron also sensed her familiar footsteps.
She could tell that the other person was coming this way from the sound of footsteps getting closer, so I cleaned up her empty bowl and Siron waited for the owner of her footsteps to arrive. I silently admired her cheeks sticking out cutely from the back of her head.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Same as usual… ?”
“Hey, our princess is cute today again.”
“… ?”
“Giena, give me a beer.”
“…”
The three women, Siron, Cernax, and Gyena, smiled with very subtle gaze and looked at Amela, who was sitting on the chair she had just pulled out.
“Ok? “What are you looking at like that?”
Amela, who belatedly noticed the three people’s gaze, tilted her head and asked them.
OK.
“No, what should I say?”
“You seem like a completely different person than when you left.”
“It feels like my skin is vibrant. Am I mistaken?”
They couldn’t ignore the huge change that was so noticeable, not just as women, but as humans, so they asked Amela.
“Well, what has changed about me?”
“Would you like to go and look in the mirror?”
Siron responded a little crookedly to Amela’s very confident question.
“Okay? Hehe, I went to Bambino to look at the face of the cat that ran away from home, and there I saw a priest… I took care of the stones. So is that so?”
“”…””
Haha, Amela smiles and shrugs her shoulders, and the three people still look at Amela with strange eyes.
There was a feeling, but no physical proof, and it was clear that Amela was hiding something from her as a woman, but there was no evidence or method to prove it, so the three had no choice but to nod at her.
“Any more beer yet?”
“… “I’ll bring it to you now.”
The very moment I thought it would be roughly organized like that.
“… “Winter?”
When Winter, who still needed to be nursed for a little longer, was suddenly weaned, Kernax hugged her and gently brushed down her cute black hair.
“My daughter, are you full?”
“Flattery…”
“Huh?”
“Abuuuuu!!”
“This guy.”
Kernax, who had been treating Smith as kindly as possible to fill his empty space, was wondering what to do when he suddenly struggled with his clenched fists, and then gave up with a straight face, hoping that he would not grow up to be such a spoiled child.
“Abuaa!!”
“Are you doing this now to ask if your mom is coming?”
How can you push a baby who hasn’t even reached his first birthday yet just because he knows so much?
… If it had been a normal baby, Kernax would never have pressured it like this.
However, Winter’s extraordinary nature is already known to everyone, even in the institutions.
That was why Cernax was now yelling at her daughter, who wouldn’t hurt if he put it in her eye.
“Sister, wait a minute.”
“No matter how much you are──”
“Oh, it’s not like that!”
When Shiron, who had not lost her temper even once since finding out she was pregnant, raised her voice, everyone present immediately flinched.
Since we know the original nature of poetry, it is natural that it should be so.
Kernax had no choice but to follow Siron’s words because it was obvious that if he continued to act like his old temper, it would have a negative impact on the unborn child.
“Aboo! “Abua!!”
“… Abu, abua, ubu… Dad?”
“Cadet!!”
“Dad! Smith?”
As Winter flapped her clenched hands, Siron jumped up from his seat.
“Sister!”
“… “Winter.”
Cernax carefully placed Winter on her table.
OK.
“Abuah!!”
“… ?”
Amella, who was sitting waiting for her beer, blinked when Winter suddenly pointed a finger at her.
“”…””
At the same time, Siron and Kernax’s eyes were focused on Amela.
“Daughter, I mean… “Are you saying your father is over there?”
“Aboo! Abuuu!!”
Winter nods her head enthusiastically, pounding the table with her small fists.
“”…””
Siron and Kernax glared at Amela without saying a word.
“Well, something is wrong──”
“Abuaa!!”
“…”
Amela swallowed her saliva without even realizing it because Winter was so firm with her point.
There was an old saying that sometimes animals and children feel things that adults do not.
And Amella now thought that Winter, as the old saying goes, really felt something about Smith in her.
“Well, that’s it… Actually…”
Grrr!!
“”… ?””
Amela, who was trying to reveal the secret she had been trying to hide, as well as Siron and Kernax, who were waiting for her answer, heard a sound and turned their gaze in the direction from which it came.
“Giena?”
I opened the window right behind where Amela was sitting, and as she was stretching out her hand toward it, Siron, who found me, called out to her, so I did not respond even when Siron called, but just turned towards the window and looked at her. He appeared to be concentrating on extending his hand.
And everyone saw.
A small note the size of a palm landed on Giena’s palm in the empty air.
