Extraordinary – Ordinary – Soap!

When we left Artad, we were headed to the city of Hathaway.

Once in the mist, I said hello to Mr. and Mrs. Ceres' sister, but when I first greeted your father and mother in Hathaway, they refused.

"Lucia was found, I want to report it. I asked you to give it back because I'm sure you'll be happy, and you don't think it's a good idea not to thank me, report me or say hello?

I can't say anything if they give it back to me that way with a straight face. Mr. Ceres, did you say that?

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The cemetery outside the castle gate was more beautiful than I remember.

Until now, the grass has grown and been rough all you want, but now it is neatly mowed, and with some exceptions, the simple little headstones that were placed in the graves of those who have died over the past decade have become much more decent.

"Ah… the tomb is changing"

The tombs of your father and mother, which were lined with small round stones, had been replaced by brand new tombstones whose names and years had been carved before my knowledge. Small bouquets of flowers are also served.

"Different before?

"Yes. Look, a cemetery is outside the city, isn't it? I'm scared of demons, so I buried them and put the simple headstones down, so I was right back. Who did such splendid stones and flowers?"

And I laid the flowers of the field, which I had picked on my way, before the graves of the two

"When I got here, it was already like this."

"Really?

Mr Ceres, who poked his knee next to me, says such a thing. Indeed, the tombstone was a very new one. The marks on the engraved name are also sharp.

"Father, Mother. I'm home."

As I crawled my fingers to the engraved name, I spoke to both of them. Then Mr. Ceres, next to me, lowers his head deeply toward the headstone.

"Thank you so much for being late. Thanks to you both, I got Lucia back safely. Thank you very much."

What Mr. Ceres takes is a knight's most salute. It is the same as what Me and Maria received when we finished purifying the Tenjin tree.

"Thanks to you, I was able to finish my wedding with Lucia as well. I swore in front of both of you then, but let me swear again. I will be her family instead of you, and I will protect you for the rest of your life, as long as I can. Lucia will always be happy. Please, keep an eye on me."

I kind of embarrassed myself next door when I heard Mr. Ceres with a serious look say his swearing words in a serious tone to your father and mother's grave.

At the same time, it makes me very happy that you treat your deceased parents dearly.

Father, mother. The man whom I chose and who chose me is such a sweet and lovely man. He's like letting go of his important knight position just to protect me. That's how you care more about me than anyone else.

I'm not alone anymore. There's nothing to be sad about. I don't have to stand up hard anymore. If it's hard, someone can reach out and support me.

You will always be happy, so keep an eye on me and Mr. Ceres.

Talking like that in my chest, I accidentally fluttered and the wind blew. When the wind strokes my cheek for only a moment, it returns to being windless again, as if nothing had happened.

It kind of seemed like my mothers were able to stroke me, and suddenly my breasts were full. When I bite my lips and weep, I smile and turn back to Mr. Ceres.

"Thank you, Ceres."

Glad and thankful, Mr. Ceres, with his face up, smiled nicely.

"Shall we? We're still a long way from here."

"Let's stop by the city before then. Lucia would like to see everyone, too, wouldn't she? The city wanted to see you, too."

"Do you mind?

"What, you weren't going to stop by?

"No... if you stop by at my wagamama, it'll be bad."

"I'm not going in while you're such a wagga mom, and I want you to say more wagga mom, okay?

When I stood up while Mr. Ceres gave me a hand, I was gently touched by my hair.

"Colour, you're back a little."

"Yes. The dyed colors don't seem to fall out completely, so for a while it will only feel strange that the ones on the front end have different colors. I'm going to cut the dyed part when it stretches."

The hair dyed with medicinal herbs has a peek at the original chestnut color only on the top of the head, which is a bit dull. But I can't keep dyeing it forever, and I can't help it.

"Father, Mother, you'll be back. Let's go to the city, Lucia."

When I greeted the mothers, Mr. Ceres smiled and shook my hand.

And the smile rejoiced, and I shook his hand back, and walked out.

At the edge of my vision, the flowers I served swayed with a touch.