Some time after that, the time was in the early morning when the sky also began to whiten.
After the work to tighten up the store, everyone in the 'Rusty Sword' was gathered in the office.
"So, let's talk about it again."
The other members of the guild, the Rust Brigade, of course, have not even told Mr. Albes or Guys anything yet.
You expected me to leave in time, but how would you react to Reesha?
Maybe it means I can hold him back.
Will Risha be able to communicate her thoughts honestly then?
And what should I say when Reesha gets lost?
While holding a little sprouts, I invited Risha to call in front of everyone.
I can't help thinking about it.
Nothing starts without talking.
"I'm sorry I'm tired, everyone will want to go home and sleep soon, so be quick"
"Oh, what? Are you finally announcing your marriage?
A laugh occurs lightly.
Guys is not the only one who misunderstands my relationship with Leesha.
"Guys, if you don't shut up for a second, I'm gonna tear everyone apart my next date with Nancy."
"Ha!? Why did you..."
"And Risha is this way, yes, forward"
Grab Risha's shoulder, which stopped right in front of me, and turn around on the spot to the right.
"It's okay, all you have to do is say exactly what Leesha thinks"
Reesha turns her anxious face this way.
I pressed gently to encourage a slightly rounded back with tension.
Reesha snorted like she had decided to, then turned forward and inhaled deeply and heavily.
"Wow, me!
With that serious voice, the office, which had bothered to tear it up, quietly returns.
Reesha looking down like she was afraid of the atmosphere.
Still, as he shook his head to inspire himself, he raised his face and raised his voice again.
"I, Rosie and I are going to King's Capital! Maybe I can go to school like this. If I miss this, I don't think I'll have another chance in my life...!
A gaze gathers in the envelope Lisha holds in her chest.
Some saw the seal of the Romelian School of Magic Instruction inscribed there and leaked a surprising amount of voice.
But more than that, you'd be surprised at how Leisha speaks her thoughts so clearly so far.
"School will be dormitory life, so you can't work at the store anymore when you're enrolled. You've really taken care of Mr. Albes, but you're leaving here. All of you, we only see each other a few times a year -"
Still, Riesha continues as she squeaks.
"Still, I want to go to school! I want to take the chance Rosie gave me. Shh...!
Let Reesha, who breathes on her shoulders, praise the good fight on her back.
Healthy and not moving a step from there, Riesha waited on the spot for an answer.
Mr. Albes was the first to open his mouth after a silence that did not make a single noise for a while.
"- I was hoping that someday the time would come for Risha to stretch her chest and travel to the outside world"
Sit on the skin sofa and light a flame on the wrapped cigar.
"It's just that if you have to come that day... it's something you feel out there, lonely. I see, this must be how you feel about a father sending his daughter off to a wedding"
The better, he spits out smoke and closes his eyes with a bitter smile as he whines, "It's an early one".
Like to think of something, or to grieve at home - there was nothing more Mr. Albes could say.
There may have been no communication as a so-called normal family, such as stroking your head or hugging you.
But Mr. Albes always treated Risha with the same love as his father.
Otherwise, Leisha wouldn't have had family feelings so far.
It was just a little slow to open my mind, maybe even to have a real family-like relationship.
"... no, you can't be too late"
"Huh?"
Grab a decent Leisha's arm and force her to take her to Mr. Albes' sitting couch.
"I am, in other words, 'a bad man who takes his daughter away from her father'. If you're going to cheat anyway, you have to make it right to the end. It's against my policy to leave the cause behind."
That's what I'm gonna say. Let Risha sit next to Mr. Albes.
Then he knocks on his hand to draw everyone's attention and opens the door to the office leading to the hall.
Encouraging the outside in the palm of his hand to invite guests, everyone began to feel something and come home silently.
Some of them slap me on the shoulder or stick out their fists along the way, and some of them wink and leave.
And the last remaining Guys stroked one of my heads, then held me up outside the office with a thick arm like Marutai.
I closed the door gently as it was, and today marked the end of the day.