I hope to go to the ruins, but I don't know if I can go to them next. Because there are quite a few people who want to go to the ruins.
However, it seems that Mr. Run has decided to go next time. Because if anyone finds anything in the ruins other than Mr. Run, they don't know what it is. Mr Lan really knows a lot of information. I thought Lan saw that knowing a lot of information was a big weapon.
I think I know a lot of things, too. But I still can't reach Mr. Run.
"I've heard a lot about Dourojan, but Dourojan doesn't seem to know anything about the ruins, so I don't know much about them."
"That's right. Mr. Dourojean is a dragon, so he won't come to the land of men."
Douroëan knows that there was a country in the ruins. But Mr Douroëan doesn't know until inside the country.
Mr Dourojean is not a man, but a dragon. We do not act like people. Mr. Douroëan doesn't know how people lived in the country or what they used to do.
"Even so, you went to see Mr. Douroëan while I was away... I would love to see Douroën, too."
"The next time I go to Douroën's, I'll come with you."
"Yes, let's go together."
"Yeah."
After talking to Mr. Run, it settles down.
I felt lonely just because Mr. Lan wasn't there - I knew this time that I was much more lonely than I thought.
It used to be natural for no one to be around, but I totally felt it was natural for everybody to be around.
"Hey, Mr. Run."
"What is it, Lernda?"
Mr. Run looks this way.
By the way, Mr. Run was just sitting on his chair trying to put the ruins together. He even had a conversation while writing something in his own notebook.
Little bit of a giggle, okay?
"That's fine. Did you miss him?
"Yeah, I missed you."
When I said so, Ran, who got up from his chair, said, "Come on, Lernda."
I embraced Mr. Run as much as I could.
Mr. Lan hugged me back, and I was relieved by the temperature and the smell.
I feel once again that I love Mr. Lan.
"Fufu, Lerunda is sweet."
"... I'm 12 years old, but I'm a little embarrassed."
"It's okay. No matter how old you are, Lerda is sweet to me. You can always be as sweet as you want to be to me as your parents couldn't."
"... Run-san, like your mother."
I don't remember my mother spoiling me like this. But if my mother had spoiled me, would it have been like this? That's what I thought.
I'm twelve, too. In the next few years, you will be called an adult.
Lan laughs like that at such an age, no matter how old she is, she can be sweet.
"Realnda is a hard-working shop, so please sweeten a lot when you want to. Not only me, but also Dong-san and Gaius."
"Yeah."
"Whether she's a priest or not, it doesn't change that she's a 12-year-old girl."
"Yeah."
It is an unchanging fact that I am the Son of God.
Recently, I have learned to realize that I am a priest.
"Realnda, if you get to interact with more people, it may be emphasized that you are more of a priest. But at least sweeten me."
Yeah!
After that, I had a conversation with Mr. Run. I was relieved to be hugged by Mr. Run.
If you want to be sweet, let's be sweet to Mr. Lan. Ran-san said it might be good to sweeten Nishi-san, so I'll try to sweeten Nishi-san next time.
"I'm sure it'll be interesting... you'll accept it"
Speaking of something, Mr. Run put it another way. I didn't know what to say, but I thought it would be good because Mr. Run seemed to be having fun.
In the meantime, let's move on to the ruins.
Plans are also progressing to make the playground a more enjoyable place.
I'm working on a playground with Kayu and Shinomi.
"Realnda, isn't this going to be fun?
"Looks fun!! Let's make it."
Yeah, let's make it.
If we were having this conversation, we could see the smoke coming up. It's getting noisy around.
If we hurried to you, it would have burned.
A house is on fire.
It's a fire.
Along with that voice, fire extinguishing work was proceeding, but the fire seemed to be gaining momentum.
--With the girl, fire one.
(The girl is sweet to the lady. And there was a fire in the village of Miko.)