At the Northern Fort

And the next day, when I went to the fort, I left the office telling the Shipyard that Mr. Tina had business.

But while I'm looking for Mr. Teena, a scorched-brown-haired knight with a big box - he gets caught by a zildo.

"Oh, Mir. I was in a good place."

"Wow, what?

When Jildo put the box in the hallway, he captured me with one hand and put me inside that box with no lid.

Then lift the box again and open the door of the nearby room.

This is a small room to collect the letters and luggage delivered to the fort.

Once inside, on a large desk, which accounted for one-half the size of the room, there were large luggage, small brown wraps and letters piled up.

"Well, that's a lot today"

Gildo looks disgusted.

The gatekeeper will take the baggage delivered to the fort, and keep it in this room for those who are not in a hurry, and Zildo will distribute it to everyone.

But this luggage handling job is plain and uninteresting, so it is often left to knights who are distracted by yawning at work or sloppiness in training to feel punitive, mostly the three Jilds, Kicks and Jets being put in charge in turn.

If you don't like packing, you can be serious, but the fact that you never change your attitude is the amazing thing about the three of you. I don't respect that.

Zildo seems to have caught me to help with this troublesome job. Not every day, but I've actually been helping carry letters for a long time.

I have to work for a good meal at the fort.

"That's a lot of big baggage. It's getting cold, so I guess the blanket and the hand-knitted sweater sent me some cold gear."

Worried about the knights spending the winter in the harsh northern fortress in the cold, it looks like their families are sending them.

"Oh, there was mine, too. It's from my mother."

Zildo burst and luxuriously tore his baggage for himself wrapped in brown paper.

What was inside was one glove in blue yarn and five socks that looked warm.

He said he'd be paid a decent pair of gloves and socks.

Zildo, while saying so, looked like he was lit, happy.

"Do you wear the socks on top of the supplies? I realized last year that it would be warm to wear it in double."

I don't care about the kids. My parents are sending me luggage. It's nice. Just watching makes me warm, too.

Zildo put his baggage aside and sorted out the rest.

"Is this a letter addressed to the Branch Leader? You're always the one because it's from my parents' house. As thick as ever."

Mr. Branch Leader's father seems to care about communicating with his son, and every month the envelope arrives in a thick letter swollen in bread, according to Mr. Branch Leader, the content doesn't matter, so Jildo, who knows that, also put the letter back to his desk softly with a shaken face.

And now when I slouch through the square baggage that looks heavy, I attract it.

"Heavy! What's stuck? … Oh, is this the usual monthly food for Mr. Bountz?"

The fat bounts of the Kowamote Corps receive food from their mothers in the countryside on the first of the month. I know you're worried your son isn't having a twitch, but I want to tell you that Bountz is still getting quicker and bigger now instead of losing weight.

"Oh, this is for Teena."

That's where Zildo's voice played.

"Take it to him later"

Apparently, Jildo thinks Tina is cute. But Mr. Teena is better friends with Kicks, and she doesn't seem to be aware of Jildo at all, so even if this love comes to fruition, I doubt when the hell it will be.

Jildo's love wants to support you, but while I was thinking, I put my forefoot in a small package for Mr. Teena.

"I'll take it to Mr. Teena. I was just about to go to Mr. Teena's."

"Really?"

Zildo conceived a little and seems to have taken the latter compared to the advantages of being able to talk to Mr. Teena and less luggage carrying work.

"Well, let's leave it to the mill."

So I didn't take the former, so I figured after all this time, my friendship with Mr. Teena wouldn't progress, but I stopped putting it in my mouth. Jildo's contents are elementary school boys, just like Kix's, so I can't help it.

Didn't even know it was analyzed that way by child foxes, and Jildo has put a white rabbit backpack out of the shelf. It's the one I used when I went to visit Wang Du. I keep it in this room because I often help carry baggage these days.

Zildo stuffed the bunny backpack with a small package for Mr. Tina.

"I also asked for this and then a letter to the Branch Leader. And..."

That's what I say and look over my desk, but today it's all big baggage, and there's nothing more that's going to get in my rabbit backpack.

Zildo said disappointingly.

"It's about these two things that the mill seems to be able to carry. I was going to ask you to help me with about half of it."

When he got me out of the box, Zildo put the package that arrived in there. They always carry letters and small wraps in this box to each other, but today it's all big stuff, so I only get two.

Spilling bumps and stupidity, Jildo now makes me carry a rabbit backpack.

"I want to be."

"Oh, bad."

Jildo and Kix suck at letting me carry my backpack. I want you to get used to it, but my legs are never bent that way.

Zildo stroked my head in regret.

"Isn't it heavy?

"Yeah, go"

The two of us leave the room with our luggage. Though Zildo has to go back and forth some more.

"Well, I asked you to."

"Let it be."

I broke up in front of the door and proceeded in the opposite direction. Let's head to Mr. Branch Leader's office first.

Continue down the hallway wondering how the shortest way to get to the office was. The sound of the rabbit backpack swinging and my footsteps are the only sound and quiet.

At the end of the hallway I saw the back door. Speaking of which, I remember Mr. Rekka jumping out of there before this, and I realize.

I was wondering if this hallway was the hallway where my aunt was suspected of leaving.

I paused perfectly and looked back.

There is no one in the dim, limp, cold hallway but me.

Even though I've been fine walking through here by myself before, I figured Mr. Rekka was witnessing his aunt then, and I was getting more and more scared.

I don't have a bright Mr. Teena now, or a ship-eyed knight who's going to defeat my aunt.

Speaking of which, you've heard of frozen deaths in this fort in the past.

Sweat seeped through my meatballs.

What if that person hasn't been able to form a Buddha yet? What if I resented the snow spirits that could snow heavily?

That's what I think and my spine freezes.

Reversing the hair in my body and swelling like a balloon, I moved my stiffened legs and moved forward.

We have to get through this dim hallway fast!

Running from his early feet, he finally ran through the hallway at full speed.

Run up the stairs without losing momentum as it is, aiming for Mr. Branch Leader's office. Only at times like this, for some reason, no one's walking down the hall.

Was the fort so quiet?

I can't hear you, but is nobody training outside today?

Being present in the fort makes me feel like I'm alone and anxious.

When I got to the office, I scratched the heavy wooden door shaky and called for Mr. Branch Leader.

As the cum rang to rush, the door slowly opened inside.

"Mill? What's up?

Mr. Branch Leader looks at me with pleasure, as usual.

Good! Mr. Branch Leader was there! and wrap it around the other person's leg and have him put inside the room.

Sitting in a chair and putting me on my lap, the chief of the branch looked at my swollen hair and said:

"That's rougher than usual. Even Tina's mushrooms were falling in the hallway?

The office had big windows and it was bright, and when I regained my tranquillity, I was embarrassed to be afraid of my aunt, so I deluded myself by saying, "I'm not..."

"Well, more than that, I have a letter for you."

When I pointed the rabbit backpack at the chief of the branch, the chief of the branch creased between his eyebrows and murmured, "Oh, from my father?"

Take out the letter in an uncomfortable manner and release it appropriately on the desk.

"Don't you see?

"Looking at it, the letter and contents that came last month remain little different anyway." It's getting cold. "" Don't catch a cold. "" Keep warm at night and get some sleep. "

"But you wrote it for me."

When I said it, Mr. Branch Leader opened the envelope and started reading the letter, even though he looked troublesome.

stroking me with one hand, reading and skipping the paper that has many. Read it more carefully for him.

However, it seems that when I got to the last one, it finally said something to interest Mr. Branch Leader. It slows me down reading there.

"Brush your teeth..."

Mr. Branch Leader shrugged as he dropped his gaze on the letter.

Brushing your teeth? I wonder what happened to brushing your teeth.

Without answering the questions in my head, Mr Branch Leader moved on to the next topic.

"'Next time you get a break, be sure to bring the Snow Child home'"

Read the text your father wrote and then turn to me.

"I'm saying, what do you say? You want to come stay at our place? It's a hassle going home with my parents, but hopefully I can sleep with Mill."

Mr Branch Leader said in an exciting manner.

"Yeah, fine. Shinoko looks like she's having a good time."

"Is that true? That means I dined with Mill, took a bath with him, slept in his bed with him..."

I'm counting my fingers folded with my eyes shining. A lot of dreams seem to be swelling. But I wonder when Mr. Busy Branch Leader will be able to take the next well-rounded break.

I thought so, but I kept my mouth shut because it's pathetic to break my dreams.