A year later, my daughter became a little lady.

He grew up to be an adorable girl about twelve years old.

I have Chloe knit a little blonde hair of habit.

He's wearing a white dress and sitting in his birthday seat.

Today, the day she was born, she turns two at full age.

Then how many candles (candles) can be put on top of the prepared large candle shortcake?

Ask the women.

First I tried to ask Iris, my mentor, but she controls the desk.

"My birthday cake is always seventeen, by the way"

From now on, she will only say seventeen.

Don't you have to add me if I'm your age? Even if I asked, I would only tickle seventeen.

Well, regardless of age, baking a cake that makes 1200 candles will be a task for even confectioners to break their bones. "I'll only put seventeen candles on my master's birthday," he said, looking satisfied.

It was Chloe who then sandwiched my mouth. She describes common sense theory.

"Master Fiona is two years old at full age, but the look of it is a girl. Besides, Fiona is admitted to the Lean Grad School of Magic as a 12-year-old. Shouldn't we have twelve candles up here?

Chloe suggests so, but that's probably the easiest part.

In the first place, I haven't told my daughter Fiona how old I am.

Soon after he was born, he started growing up five times faster, quickly becoming a five-year-old, and then in a year he grew up to be a lady enough to name a 12-year-old.

It wasn't strange that he was also thinly questioning his body.

No, I've been asking openly lately.

"Hey, old man, maybe I'm not a normal kid?

and -.

Each time, I was stuck with answers.

The master said it was time for this rapid growth to be a paragraph and at the same rate of growth as a normal human being, but how should we explain the blank time she grew from five to twelve years old in a year?

"Should I explain the lie that I was losing my memory?

In my words, my master shakes his head beside me.

"On top of being too cheap, too lying"

"Chloe thinks so too"

Denied by the women below.

"What if living in this hall changes the course of time? It's a space full of special magic that thousands of years of living witches claim to be seventeen. There will be credibility -"

My words came together in the middle of nowhere, because some witch had made me stare. She was staring at this one with such expressions as, if she met God, she would kill God, if she met the Holy Spirit, she would slay the Holy Spirit, and if she met the devil, she would slay the devil.

If I cough lightly, I withdraw.

"On second thought, that's a chunk of contradiction. There are many normal people working in this hall."

When I say that to escape my mentor's gaze, me and Chloe twist their heads.

Hide from Fiona that she is a homunculus. I was going to hide it at least until she was an adult who could tell things apart, or until the need came.

But even if you can hide being a homunculus, her special physical characteristics cannot be hidden.

"Well, what should we do"

So troubled, the master laughed out loud.

"Ha ha."

and opened her mouth wide, hands on her hips, a loud laugh unworthy of an elderly woman.

"What's wrong?"

I returned it in a critical tone, but she returns it in an honest way.

"No, there are three big adults. It's funny how the two of us got together enough to be called sage."

"Indeed."

I laugh bitterly.

Often, staring into the universe, I made up my mind.

"- Okay, I've made up my mind. Let's tell her the truth."

"Do you tell Master Fiona the fact that you are Homunculus?

Chloe asks, but I deny it.

"No, I'll just hide that. Only three people in this world can know that fact. Me, Chloe and my master, just these three. You shouldn't even let the person know. You may be dishonest, but that's the best thing you can do to protect her."

"Right. I like that. Now it's a strange space, if you fix it up with crap about amnesia, that girl will be even more confused. You should be honest with me that's what I'm talking about here."

The witch, a master, also agrees with me.

That's how an aging witch concludes for 1,200 years, so perhaps, my choice is not wrong.

That's what I thought. I'll call Fiona and explain.

When she came before us, she sat before me.

He has a nervous face.

Maybe this one's conveying tension.

This is how sharp the kid is. It's very sensitive.

I said it in a gentle tone to teach my daughter and not surprise her.

"Happy Birthday, Fiona"

…………

"There would be cake here, wouldn't there? Fiona's favorite shortcake. There are two candles standing on it. You know what that means?

"... that I'm going to be two?

"Exactly."

She seems confused. Knowledge is probably gained from books and such. Speaking of humans, two-year-olds and others are old enough to finally get up and start walking. Still around the age of being treated like a baby.

Yet Fiona's body was already splendid.

Still girly, I can't say enough, but little by little, it's starting to round, and one scale of femininity emerges.

to Chloe and others when we take a bath together,

"You're a pervert."

Like,

"Loricon Sage"

Or pussies, sometimes they say grandiose.

No matter, I wasn't a pervert, I wasn't a lolicon, but anyway, I was being that much of a fit girl. He or she will feel uncomfortable without children of the same generation around him or her.

Not to mention Fiona was a brighter and more sensitive child than a normal one. That heart will be full of discomfort.

That's why I told you honestly.

"Fiona was born with a special body. Its growth is unusually fast. But from today on, I'm no longer the same as a normal person. Fiona should grow up like a normal human being. You should be able to live like normal. No, you live as a normal girl."

Fiona nods with a serious look.

"How could I have been born into such a body?

It wasn't me who answered that question, it was my maid Chloe.

She tickles the dialogue she would have thought about beforehand.

Placing his hands on Fiona's shoulder, he says as he bends his back to get the same gaze as her.

"I'm sure the Holy Spirit blessed Fiona."

"Blessed is the Holy Spirit?

"That's right. Fiona's dream is to be your daughter-in-law, right?

Fiona nods loudly, "Yeah".

"Then the Holy Spirit must have distracted me. I've only been able to marry since I was fifteen years old in this country. If Lady Fiona had spent her childhood relaxing, in the meantime, other daughter-in-law candidates might marry Lady Taruji."

"That's troublesome!

and Fiona panics.

"You can count on me. So I guess the Holy Spirit gave me protection. Grow up quickly and become the daughter-in-law."

"Well, the Holy Spirit has given you protection."

"That's right. Cheats. But that's it for cheats, too. Fiona will grow up like a normal girl next year."

"Right. So you're not cheap for another three years."

"That's right. In the meantime, Chloe could become Fiona's mother"

"Uh..."

"Chloe's a great competitor, too."

She turned to Fiona when she answered her critical remarks with a smile.

Chloe is

"What about this drop?

He had that look on his face.

I cross my gaze with my master.

Isn't it too simple? The master sent such a gaze, but I ended up on Chloe's proposal.

It would be better for a child to have as simple an explanation as this.

Because I thought so.

It is much better for her to learn the intricate sociality and pre-construction of adults.

As much as I was a child, could I honestly believe in the presence of the Holy Spirit and the Winter Solstice Festival Chief (Santa Claus)?

That's what I thought.

Anyway, Fiona convinced me with the words.

"So I'm twelve now!

When she smiled like an angel, she headed to the kitchen herself and brought one big candle.

Stick that in the cake.

"What's that?

and Chloe asks.

"It represents the position of ten. Thick means ten."

"I see, Master Fiona is very wise."

Chloe laughed that way, but she's a smart kid indeed.

To honestly accept her situation and ease the worried adults, I guess she went into that action while serving and making a smile.

Fiona makes a bright look and says, "Father, light a fire".

I light a candle when I fire out of my fingertips.

When the light came along, Fiona said, "Can I turn it off? Can I turn it off?" He asks.

When I gave her permission, she filled her lungs and cheek bags with air and pulled it out all at once.

Candle fire that goes out in no time.

About ten candles, thick candles resisted to the end, but still Fiona's lung vitality prevailed.

Fiona said, as she proudly won, "Isn't that amazing? I gave her the look," but she is amazing indeed.

I then made this statement.

"Aunt Illis is 1200 years old, so I have to get 12 candles twice as thick as this."

My daughter is amazing indeed. Because making such drastic remarks only brings bitter laughter to the witch.

The master responded with an adult without being angry that he had been told his real age.

"Okay, I put out the fire, too, and you want some cake? It was made by the city's best confectioners. It should taste good enough to drop your cheeks."

I thought as I saw that warm sight.

He said that family is good.

The four then befriended each other, cheeked the cake and smudged their mouths with cream.

smart and healthy daughter,

sarcastic but maneuverable made-up of a mechanical doll,

A broken personality, but sweet witch to my niece,

No one, blood was not connected, but I thought family was the word used to describe people like us.