So much so that dark clouds swallowed up the starry sky in the hiding place.

Heavy storms erupted around the ancient castle in pounding dusty heavy rainfall, leaving us with an unusual night.

We weren't nearly ready for dinner, so it was too late to eat.

Now only those who can gather in this way in the dining room were gathered and put their hands on it for dinner tonight.

The hastily harvested tomato and spinach vegetable soup was not well washed out or slightly silly sandy.

Soak the bread made and the dried meat in it and fill your stomach with a more refreshing dinner than usual.

Flattening what was served earlier than anyone else, I borrowed the Alstromerian violin.

"I'm scared, Dr. Madrid..."

"Neither am I. It's okay. It's safe in the castle."

"That's right ~. There are some strong cats here, and the Barneys are hanging in there"

"Beh, nothing. I'm not scared...!

"I'm shaking my voice."

"Huh, shaking, that's good. Yikes!

"What a mess, Carl..."

The majority of adults pay for it.

I hope I stuck it in the castle, but the storm was a rampage over our assumptions.

I was rushed to respond because the wind was what smashed through old wooden doors everywhere and slammed storms and heavy rains inside the castle.

"K, kung fu..."

"Oh, all right, all right. Love, Patia, I'll give it to you."

"Nothing to be afraid of - hyang?!

That's when the fierce thunder melted away, causing Lovelay to scream.

I was still calm when I was with Barney, but now I'm sitting in the seat next to Patia, with the perfect shoulder and butt.

"Love, I'm sifting... So heh, cute..."

"Yes, we are now..."

"All right, all right, come on. It's not frightening.

"Khun... ah, chi... eh"

I'm no longer just a talking wanker.

I think Patia should be a little more scared of the storm......

"If Mr. Electrum hadn't told me, it would have been a big deal by now...... Um, by the way, not me, do I have to help...?

Madri was surrounded by young girls.

The contents are good house boys, so they look uncomfortable.

I guess the frequent mistake [I] make is that Reid is also scared of the inside.

She was also a proper sister to me (...).

"When Mr. Madrid is gone - who will comfort those children?"

"Look, don't guzzle me. In the castle, thunder is a relief. Eat more than that, don't make your food crude."

Cookles and Liseri, with kids stuck to redhead tarts in somewhat unexpected places.

Jog is paying for emergency repairs to the castle, but if he was there, he would have been hot as well.

"Cat, cat, yah yah yah yah yah! Oh, my goodness, that's funny, but I want to kick your balls!

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu since we met"

"Ohtan? Who's that?

"It means you have a lot of nerve and you can't help it."

Only Patia had an appetite for soup.

Madri's hands are blocked, too, and Patia's harp is going to beat the storm by volume.

This must be my place for tonight.

The storm-frightening children were turning their eyes to Patia's unwavering courage, respect and envy.

People have their own resistance to fear.

Not all aggressive species flourish even in the wild.

"Then, ladies and gentlemen, please accompany my violin tonight. Patia, please help me after dinner."

"Okay, let it go, let it go!

I felt like I was mistaken for a nickname.

but I can't throw away any more scared kids.

I chose a gentle and warm song.

With a relaxed tempo that is easy to follow the melodies, I fill the dining room with the sweet tones of the strings.

The wind sounds that would happen and the hearing that had been swallowed up by the repeated thunderstorms were overwritten by the music.

It was only because of the beautiful melodies that the thunder would wipe me out.

But it wasn't a bad feeling, either, as far as I'm concerned.

It felt comfortable somewhere to be one with a horrible storm and to fight it with music so that you wouldn't lose.

The children's gaze gathered on the performers and a slight joy floated over the complexion that mixed fear.

Patia progresses with her meal and looks happy and proud to stare at this one.

I'm going to be proud of my proud cat, who even wipes out the storm.

Eventually there was a smile and appetite back in the dining room, and me and Patia were always violins and harps to comfort our friends frightened by the storm.