"I'm just home. Mother."
"Welcome home. Noah."
Noah, who hasn't been back from boarding school in a long time, turned thirteen and was totally a brother. When Noah turned eight, a royal boarding school of His Majesty's Remembrance was created in Wang Du. It is a school built to educate royal and aristocratic sons.
The boarding school starts as a first year student at the age of six. Noah was already eight years old, so he was admitted from third grade. Adorable Noah's parent into boarding school away.
Although there was a lot of anxiety, he was allowed to return to the mansion every weekend for about three years after enrollment, and he sent it out to broaden his horizons. Noah also went through it and every weekend for about a year, she had returned to the mansion but gradually stopped coming back. If I was worried, I would go into the student council and have good friends, and they were having a good boarding life.
As long as I miss him now because he was no longer coming home except for a long vacation. Even though I hate going to boarding school so much, the kid who was crying has become so splendid...
I think the months go by early. Noah asked me if I was feeling emotional.
"Mother. What about Clara?
"I'm sending a samurai to pick me up in my room right now. She couldn't wait for Noah to come home and she's been softening up since yesterday."
Clara and I were born between my husband Fion and me when Noah turned eight. He looks a lot like Fion with a burnt brown eyed child, like Fion's reddish hair. Noah was very pleased with Clara's birth.
"Thank you for being so good with me. Clara."
That's what Noah cried and delighted me. It was Noah who named her Clara after her newborn child. Noah was always on Clara's side.
"I'm with you."
And I was talking to Clara, the baby, who I couldn't talk to yet. Clara was also in a good mood laughing at Noah. Noah said she was worried about Clara. Every weekend from boarding school, it was like coming home to see her sister's face.
It was only natural that Clara would like such a brother, and the first time she spoke the words was "Nini," not "Dad" or "Mom," she followed Noah around when she could walk, and now that she was five years old, she was shocked to say, "Lara, congratulations on staying here," Fion.
As for Fion, she wanted me to tell her beloved daughter, "I'll be your dad's boss when I get laid."
That Clara doesn't show her face on the front door today to say her favorite brother Noah is back. The samurai who sent me to pick you up hasn't come back, and what's the matter? And when I thought, "Wow," he cried loudly as if it had caught fire. From the garden. It must have been Clara's voice.
"Clara!"
"Lara?"
Turning to Noah and those who spoke face-to-face, a maid of honor sent to pick up Lucia under a large Matebashi tree called out, "Ma'am," he said.
"Clara..."
Clara clings to the tree crying on the tree. From what I've seen, Clara is apparently climbing a tree and can no longer go down. On the side there is a crow's nest and the parent glass is gargled and standing.
"Oh shah... ma... Oh my... oh my..."
"Lara. Wait. Now your mother will help you."
When I speak to Clara crying and hang my hand on the branch, one crow flies in and blocks my sight. Thank you. The crows seem to be on guard while raising their children.
"What shall we do? Lara..."
"Mother, I'm coming."
"Noah?"
"Mother, leave this to me."
Noah, alongside me, grew tall and had the same shoulder position as me. When he starts climbing trees, the crow tries to get rid of it by gargling. He tried to stick his hands and shoulders at me as if to interfere with Noah approaching Clara.
"Noah......!
Danger! It was time to whine in my heart and meditate my eyes. I hit a crow that was attacking Noah when I thought a black object had flown in.
"Negro III."
Negro is a crow whose husband Fion was previously untouched. Negro had died at the end of his life. Negro's grandson is now succeeding him.
Negro III spoke to his fellow crow with Kaakaa. Then the crow who was attacking Noah grew up. Thanks to this, Noah succeeded in approaching Clara's side. Negro III felt like he had told his people that we were not the kind of people who lay hands on the crow's nest.
"Lara, it's okay now. I'll wait for you there. I can help you now."
"... Oops... ma"
Noah crossed the branch carefully as she told Clara to. I don't think the tree branches will break that easily because they are strong, but the branches Clara is sitting on were thin. It just hurts to watch Noah climb up.
"Lara. Come here. Hold on to me."
"Yeah."
Safely Noah reaches Clara's side and holds her with her reached out. The branch trembled with the weight of two, but Noah carefully put his foot on the branch and slowly began to descend the tree.
I kept my hands together and watched the two of them. I kept believing in Noah, although there were parts of him that made me want to meditate my eyes by accident.
After a long time that I could feel, the two of them came down from the Matebashi tree. Negro III followed as if to watch after it.
"Clara."
"Oh well."
Clara rushes straight to me and jumps. Her father-in-law was definitely similar to me. And I stroked her head and I said, "Did I thank you?," said Clara, looking back at Noah. "Thank you for coming."
"Lara, you can't climb that high on your own."
"Ooh, are you coming?
Noah, who usually looks sweet on Clara, was also a tough way to put it all this time.
"I'm not mad at you. I'm worried about you."
"I'm sorry. Oops. Don't make fun of Lara."
"I'm not the one to apologize, am I? Who did you bother?
Noah, bending over and urging Clara, looked like her good brother. Clara had been thinking about it for a while, but the samurai who looked out for herself worryingly, as well as my eyes met and apologized.
"I have to apologize. Ellen, I'm sorry. Oh, my God."
Clara apologizes as she almost cries. Ellen is the name of a samurai. Noah was stroking her sister's head fine like that.
"Good boy. Well done. Lara."
"Oops."
Clara, who was clinging to me, "Oops, Shijuki," hugs Noah away from me. I also felt a little lonely for that, but I know my daughter prefers her brother to her mother. You have no choice, do you?
Welcome back.
"I'm home, Lara"
My two angels embrace each other. Noah is getting closer and closer to adulthood. I didn't just adore my older away sister, I even went so far as to tell her. His growth is remarkable. I feel so lonely for his growth, but maybe it's time for me to get separated too.
I envied the friendliness of the kids, and I was thinking about that.
"How could Lara have been in such a high place?
To Noah's inquiry, Clara looked sad. That's what I thought, too. Clara is my wife, but she doesn't climb trees by herself without meaning. Clara must know it's dangerous for a crow to come near a tree she's raising. I just thought there was a reason.
"You know Lara, I took something from you, Mr. Crow. I wanted you to turn that back."
"What treasure?
"It's a brooch of beads for you to stay in."
"Yes, it was."
Noah said so too. On her birthday last year, Clara was getting a brooch made of beads from Noah as a gift. The brooch was bought from her by Noah by saving a penny. When everyone was speechless to Clara, who looked disappointed, "Wow," Negro III rang and walked out to Clara.
"III?
Negro had something in his mouth.
"Ah, Lara's Brooch"
"That's just great. Negro III"
"Wow. When?"
When Clara offered her hand, Negro III dropped a brooch in it. Noah and I were impressed when we saw that.
"Negro, Aishiki"
Clara lifts the negro and cheeks. Negro III was, but remained. Looks kind of happy. When I look at it, Noah tells me it's rotten.
"Terrible, III. They took the best part."
"Noah?"
"'Cause I said I love Lara..."
I gave him a blurry Noah hug and he said, "Mother," and it's getting sweet. Pretty Noah still looks alive. In the Garrant family, separation of children and separation of parents is postponed for a while, no, it appears to be on hold.