I Reincarnated as a Noble Girl Villainess But Why Did It Turn Out This Way? (WN)

When Raswiwok was summoned in the tent, the children surrounded the wolf dragon with fright, but also with joy.

"─ Amazing."

"It's okay, it's just like horses and sheep, if you don't do something terrible, it's great."

I'll stand beside Russywok first and stroke his nose as he grins bitterly at the children who are overwhelmed by the power of the wolf dragon he sees for the first time. Raswiwok, who had never been surrounded by so many children, seemed confused, but he fell asleep on the spot in such a fascinating manner.

"Eliza, can I touch you?

"Laswiwok is scaly, not fur, so gently stroke him"

"Ugh, yeah."

A few of the elderly children came forward and touched Raswiwok. Hands were about too cautious.

"Wow, it's crunchy"

"Not like a horse at all."

Did you decide there really seemed to be no danger, and the other kids would stop by and start reaching out to Russywok. They grew up with livestock from birth, and a little bit of it made them completely accustomed to Laswiwok. Raswiwok is also at some point lenient in the way he makes contact without any danger.

When that happens, he breaks up with those who observe Russywok even more intriguingly, who continue to stroke him whether he likes the feeling or not, and those who leave that side satisfactorily if he can see it a little.

I squeezed the reading stone in my pocket and spoke to the disinterested children from Laswiwok.

"Hey, do you guys know what shape snow takes?

"Huh? Snowflake?

I feel a little excited about them with a uniform and decent look. Nodding and affirming, they shook their necks sideways, not knowing. Some raise their voices that it's like a grain of dirt.

"Why don't you take a look"

"But how? It just looks like grain."

"I brought you a secret tool."

That's what I said, I offered him a flat hand, and spread my fingers. Secret tools, what rhetoric makes me so funny myself, I decide to leave my cheek muscles intact to the mood of dawning.

"This, what? Wow. It's like ice."

"No, I'm not. Maybe this isn't glass?

"Something's wrong with Eliza's hand."

"True. Looks big...... oh, maybe now you want to look at the snow grains?

If you nod at the child who seems to have understood the spirit of the story, the children's eyes begin to shine with curiosity again.

"I want to see!

"Yeah, I want to see it too. Shall we go outside?"

The children nodded back simultaneously, and then each began to wrap the muffler firmly around his neck. I thought I didn't need it because it was really for a little while, too, and the most caring girl quickly wrapped around the muffler.

When I crawl out of the tent with the cold protected that way, it shouldn't have been that long, but at some point the snow clouds drip in quite dark. The area was dim, and the snow piled on the ground was brighter.

The children surround me now. I remember Ruswiwok earlier and laughed a little, I received a grain of snow coming down at the palm of my hands wearing mittens.

On top of that, I'll put the reading stone on it. Well, is the snow crystal that flowery hexagon in this world as well? Peek into the lump of glass on your hand, and there, as you could imagine, was a beautiful six-flower floating around.

"I see it."

When I offered them a flat hand against the kids, they looked at it with interest and jumped the tension all at once.

"Wow! Beautiful!

"What?

Hear the chattering children and let the grownups peek at their faces strangely from the nearby tent.

"You know, the snow is amazing. Like a flower."

I was delighted with the girl's expression, which I explain with a regular face. Again, this hexagon looks like a flower.

"Which one?... ho, it's true. This is the shape of a grain of snow? That's amazing."

A man peering into the reading stone as he was told praised by stroking the girl's head earlier. Oh, well. When praising, should I have stroked my head?

When I worked for Latka, I remembered that I never took that kind of skin. I realize now the mistake is whether the child should have praised him or not.

The man stroked the head of a near-field child once, then looked down at me confused. I hesitate to say anything, but I immediately return my gaze to the children.

"... don't catch a cold."

Smiling so calmly, the man goes back to the tent.

Someone suddenly stroked my head from behind, dropping it off in silence.

"Eliza, it's amazing."

Cut it off, the surrounding child rushes over to the top and strokes my head with us first. I was pushed from all sides with a gymnasium and thought it was a bit like a pressed competing bun, etc.

"Hey, it's time for dinner!

When a child who was in Laswiwok from the tent peeked into his face and said so, the children began to walk to the rice cooking area with cheer. As usual, someone held my hand, but there were too many children around me today to know who I was holding hands with. To the right and to the left, I feel high temperatures over the mittens.

"─ Ah. When we're all stuck together, it's warm."

If anyone noticed and raised their voice like that, I would have liked this dough move to be the children's call from now on.