I want to protect you in this hand.

Arsh, eight years old, at the end of the month of 13.

After winning the big bet, after the exhilaration, a state of disillusionment came.

I thought it was a presentation and made suggestions and requests. The trick to my presentation is "I'm an actress". It's not for me usually, confidence.

But when I think of "who I was playing," I'm ashamed to say, "Nyah!" I scream and want to roll around. Not to mention in front of the Cylons.

After the embarrassment, I got scared. What did the adults think? But what about Cyril? What about Will or Mal? Didn't you find that disgusting? 'Cause I don't even like being eight like this.

What should I do?

What should I do?

But you noticed me like that,

"Doesn't make me cringe"

That's what he said. Tons of them.

You handsome bastard! You must be hot. It's very different from the Ares.

Having completely recovered, I turned my attention to the renovation.

In relation to breakfast and lunch, Maria, Sophie and the helpful wives are going to be asked to help the inn as it is.

the end of the thirteen months,

"Hey, you guys"

... was guild leader.

When I was called to see it, it was all orphans.

"Just now, the place of the Zashes was to be demolished"

……

Zash and the others already knew. I'm upset.

"Since then, Merrill's lack of accommodation has been a problem. And yet, somehow, more adventurers have come to Merrill lately. We're going to set up a factory, and we're going to make sure of this when we live. So we're going to demolish it and set up a place for adventurers."

That's a good thing. What...

"Well, Zash and the others are moving up the hill."

Cyril says.

"Well, I wasn't originally planning to have that many guests, and I was just thinking about Zash's room."

"Maria, I'm happy with Sophie and Mal"

"Just fine, let's plan a renovation together!

"I want to be on the floor like you guys, not in bed!

"Me too!

"Bath, make it for women!

"Solve it... I was worried about you"

"Me too... Me, at the top, but with pity..."

"Uh, that's not it. You, yourself. You know what they call it?

"What is it, it"

"Meryl's Young Eagle"

"... I'm ashamed of you..."

"Always watching from high ground, so be it"

"The eagle watching over the lamb, is it? I wonder if I can..."

"Zash, I'm going to make up my mind."

"Wait, wait, my room would be splendid, wouldn't it?

"I don't know."

The laughter begins.

Children become one.