At the Northern Fort

[Proper Description for Forgotten Characters]

-Mill, Milphilia: protagonist. also a mundane white child, a fox. Snow Spirit. also fufufu. In my previous life, I was a Japanese high school girl, but my memories of my family and myself were lost. also fufufu. This world tends to be dragged by the spirit of a son, a fox. Anyway, mundane.

-Snowlea: Mill's mother. While drowning the mill, he wants to grow strong and hard. The human figure is an endless beauty.

-Highlilis: Spirit of the still young wind. It was totally with Mill and Snowlea in the second part, but now we're friends.

[Below is this edition]

Summer is here again in my Aridora country.

... tough. Summer is hard.

I hate it when it's hot. I don't like the glitzy summer sun. I don't like bugs because they're flying, too. I don't like it because I sweat and stick to meatballs.

I don't like everything anymore. I don't like all summer.

As the Spirit of Snow, I was pulling into the cave of my dwelling as I uttered my own resentment in the summer.

It's cold and feels good to me because my mother snows regularly even in the summer near the top of Mount Snowlea.

I think it's a lot cooler at the foot compared to the summer in Japan, but the temperatures are hard for me to spend. All the knights in the northern fort seem to spend much more time in the summer, though.

"Milfilia"

The mother of the figure of man calls out from the outside when I, who is also in the fox of the mundane son, mourn in the cave.

"Come on, it's time for special training."

……

I stopped moving perfectly and decided to pretend I slept. I knew you'd find out because you were moving until just now, but I couldn't help sleeping with raccoons. 'Cause I don't like special training.

Mother says no, I want you to give up that you can't raise me strong. I want you to realize that your own daughter is lazy, hates fighting and all, and wants to live without anything but sleeping and eating and playing if possible.

Milfiria, today is a special training day to hide from the enemy.

My mother talks normally on the assumption that I'm awake, hugs me and takes me outside. I can't open my eyes willingly. Me, too, but my mother can't break it on me either.

"... to hide after coming?

Out of fear of what I would see now, I finally opened my eyes and asked. Mother seems to enjoy special training and explains with a smile.

"There are few external enemies in winter, but the animals are active in summer. Today you will be able to protect yourself from the Raptors."

"Are you ready..."

Then I thought maybe I could give you some special training. There's a chance that they might actually be after me, Taka, or Owl.

A big eagle would have caught and flown as easily as a little fox like me.

I've also seen footage of eagles hunting goats on TV in their previous lives. Can you lift a goat, too? And I'm surprised, so I still remember.

This could be more of a special training for you than getting stuck off a cliff.

"Milfiria, if you see a big bird around here, how do you think you should hide yourself?

"Hmmm...... Hurry back!

I hear the birds are blind at night, so they hide behind dark caves. I answered confidently, but my mother told me, "You can't do that."

"When you find a bird, don't move first. It hardens perfectly on the spot."

"But if you don't run, I'll catch you."

"If this cave was right around the corner, you can hide yourself, as Milfiria said. But with a little distance, while you're on the run, the birds will be flying in no time to catch you."

"So what do you want me to do?

I look up to my mother and ask.

"Like I said, don't move off the spot. There are no trees or woods here, all there is is is snow covering the ground. So to hide yourself from the birds, it's important to assimilate with the snow. If the white fur milphyria is still round on the snow, the bird will not find it so. Predators are not good at finding escapees, but they're not good at spotting immobilized ones."

Hmm, is that what it is?

My mother starts special training when she puts me down on the snow.

"Come on, run. And when you slap my hand, it stops and circles."

"Okay."

I could have expected it to be some kind of dumb sight, but I ran waffly over the snow for now.

Wahoo, wahoo, wahoo...

So my mother slapped me on the bread and my hand, so I got all round on the spot. Cover your ears with your forelegs and don't move.

"Do you see it?

Ask your mother while you're round.

"I can't see the whole thing from the scratch."

You see the whole thing?

"- It will be difficult to see from the sky"

My mother seemed to look up into the sky there.

"Hi, Lilith! What do you say?

"Huh? Hi, Lilith?

I unexpectedly see the sky, too. There are colorful birds flying in the sunny skies that the South is likely to look good on. That is certainly the Heililith of the Spirit of the Wind.

Why is Heililith here? and before I uttered my doubts, she yelled from the sky.

"Why would I have to cooperate with such a special training!

"I don't care if I'm free."

My mother says spicy.

"I'm free, but I don't have time to do this!

Maybe Heililith was summoned to her mother for this special training. I'm sorry about that.

But she was so angry, she helped me with my special training.

"But if you don't move, Mirfiria's appearance is properly lost in the snow. Yikes!

Hi, Lilith, good man.

Upon completion of the special training, the three of us went back to the cave to rest. My mother turns into a fox and sits on the bed where she lays dead grass, and I tease the hard work that she took on my mother beside her.

And Heililith was stretching her beak over her tail feather, trying so hard to get hairy. Haililith's tail feathers are long, so her posture looks a little tight.

I stop flirting and ask Haililith.

"Hi, Lilith, are you having a hard time?

I thought she was tired of flying all the time, and I asked her if she would rehydrate.

"I don't want it"

But when Heililith gives a glimpse of the hardship and responds instantly, she returns to the task of fixing the tail feathers again.

"There, you care? Spring."

"Well. We need to keep it clean."

"Jung, it's beautiful. Glitter."

When I compliment him, Heililith looks up good with a "humph" feel.

"Thank you. This tail feather told me that Hirg cares too."

Heililith said happily. Hilg, the Spirit of Fire - that's what I call him because he's Kugarg's dad - is the thinker of Haililith.

Hilgdad seems to like my mother, and she can't see Heililith as an adult woman yet, so it's a one-way romance.

But Heililith hasn't been jealous of her mother lately, and she's enjoying this one thought.

"'Your tail feathers are long and flickering, so I'm worried about you.'"

Heililith says happily, but since Hilgdad's animal figure is a black leopard, doesn't that mean he'll care as a cat carnivore? Isn't it targeted in a prey sense, not as heterosexual? Will it be okay?

Well, I don't think Kugarg would actually jump on Heililis anyway.

But that's what Hilgdad told me, and Heililith, who tries so hard to get her tail feathers in order, is healthy and cute.

(feels like a maiden in love)

Nice. I want to be in love with you too, but I'll make it hard again.

"Milfilia, if you're eating too much, you're gonna break your belly again."

"It was."

My stomach ached when I ate a whole bottle of hardship because it was hot the other day. Maybe I'm the same spirit who chills his stomach and causes abdominal pain. Besides, I'm a cold resistant snow spirit.

"Milphyria is really unusual."

Heililith says so, but I argued.

"Isn't Heililith involved? 'Cause it's rare to fall in love, right?

"That's not true. Kugarg obviously likes Milphilia, and I hate to say it, but even Hirg is like falling in love with Snowlea, right?

"Oh, well."

It is immediately debated.

"Not at all! Don't make me say that!

"I'm sorry. Heililith thought of Hilgdad, and it was hard... I'm sorry. Let me tell you that Hilg Daddy likes my mother... Hi Lilith even though it's hard...... sorry...... Even though it's hard."

"Hey, stop it! It's not that hard!

Haililith was angry when she bashed her feathers. Sorry.

But besides Heililith, Kugarg, and Hilgdad, are there spirits who fall in love? The spirits we haven't met yet, maybe they're in lovely love.

Oh, my God, I admired love. That's all I cared about.