As soon as I walked down the corridor upstairs with lots of paintings, I could find Charlotte.
I have a broom in my hand. Looks like he was cleaning it.
When she noticed me, she turned to me with a dazzling smile like the sun.
Charlotte is coming for us.
"Ah, Lute! Good morning... you're here."
Uh-huh.
"Great. Ugh, I'm so glad...."
When you say such a word, it's kind of exciting.
"I was just cleaning it. I'm sorry, can you hold on a second?
"Can I help you?
"No, that's fine! I can't let a customer do that!
She used broomsticks and wipes. It's an attitude of absolute rejection.
"Is this where Charlotte lives?
"Yeah, that's right."
"Hmm... Oh, my gosh."
"Yeah, but it can't be helped."
I can't help it...
"I'm sorry, I can finish in a hurry."
Well, I don't have any rush work to do, and I can't help you.
"Okay. May I go upstairs?"
"Yeah, hold on."
When I got down to the first floor, I sat on the chair at the round table in the dining room.
Waiting softly. I haven't felt so relaxed in a long time.
Wait, wait. Wait...
No, I'm free.
I want to do something.
Yes. Are you sure you don't have a front door?
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I was a little worried, but I decided to wander this mansion. All you have to do is walk down the hallway and stay out of the room.
Leave the dining room and enter the hallway.
Walk straight down the aisle.
There was a wooden door. There is a plate attached and it is called "library".
Based on the appearance and the feeling of walking from the inside, I can predict the approximate size. This library seems to be quite large. Do you have a lot of books?
Continue exploring.
Toilet, bathroom, kitchen, storage, machine room...
Isn't it too big to live alone?
I finished looking at it to some extent.
In conclusion, there was no entrance on the ground floor. The hallway is in the shape of a lobe, and there is no place to come from anywhere.
Hmm, why? I don't know.
But instead, I found something.
It's an iron door. Because it doesn't fit the interior, it's floating.
I don't think this is an exit. It is thought to be a room in the center of the building.
As measured by my feet, I think it's probably not that big a room. Six tatami mats, maybe?
There is no plate here, I don't know what room.
I wonder...
I lost my curiosity and put my hand on the door knob, thinking it was bad for Charlotte.
"Nh... it won't open. It's locked."
That's funny. There are no keyholes. Is there a switch somewhere?
Ah, Lute.
I heard a voice. Looking back, Charlotte was there.
"I was here. What's going on?
"Oh, no. I was just walking down the hall. Hey, what is this room?
"This is the delivery room."
…… What the hell is that?
"You get ingredients for cooking, drinks, books, paintings, whatever you need."
"... do you accept it? Who?"
"I will."
"From whom?
Mother!
"... hmm"
Mystery.
I don't know why there is such a room.
And didn't you just say you lived alone? How do we get to this room, which is surrounded by all directions, even though there is no entrance to this mansion?
"Can I open it?
"Ah, I can't open it. When there's nothing in there, I won't let it in."
"Why?"
"I don't know... that's how it is."
"Hmm. But I can open it."
Bwan, let out the smoke.
"Sometimes you can open it, which means you usually lock it with something. Then we can unlock it with smoke."
"No, you can't! I'll get mad at you."
Charlotte broke in between me and the door and spread his hands to protect the door.
"To whom?
"To my mother.... And if it doesn't work, it doesn't work!
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I pulled in the smoke.
I don't care, but I can't help it.
I don't want this kid to hate me either. Let's do it now.
Shake another topic.
"Speaking of which, you said the painting materials earlier. Does Charlotte paint?
"Ah, yeah. There were lots of pictures upstairs, right? That's what I drew."
"What!? Really?
"Uh-huh... what's wrong?
"You're so good!
A pretty girl, good at cookies, good at painting, is that it?
"Hmm, what an embarrassment. But thank you."
"I want to see it again."
Yeah, that's fine.
We left where the iron doors were, went up the stairs, and came to the corridor upstairs.
It's an amazing number of pictures. Did Charlotte paint all this?
Is it an oil painting? Each piece is very carefully drawn. Looks like a professional painted it.
Big waterfalls, steep mountains, beautiful skies, blooming forests... It's full of fascinating scenery that seems to be coming out of the story.
"Do you like to paint landscapes?
"Uh-huh. Well, I imagined where I wanted to go. Someday, there was so much more."
Hee...
Is this the sea? It glows seven colors like a nightpool. Is it a natural phenomenon?
"That's where I want to go, number one. It's called the sea."
Whoa.
Is there such a view in this world? I'd like to see it too.
I took a closer look from the edge to the drawing of the dragon. Observe this picture carefully.
Hmm. I wonder if I look like this. I don't think I look as scary as I can get...
I'd like to look in the mirror in dragon mode. Now that the size has grown, it seems impossible in this house.
"You're scared, that dragon...."
"Hmm? Oh, yeah."
"Well, I imagined it."
"Hmm. Wow, it's detailed as I've seen in Scale."
"Yeah, that scale just touches my hands and rots."
"Huh? I'm scared!
"Fufu. That's the setting. Also, the dragon has two remaining transformations. Even though it's strong, every time it transforms, it increases its power."
I've heard of him.
"And then, that dragon is incredibly evil and takes away the human princess. Then, the brave ones will destroy you. This is the final battle scene."
"... terrible."
How would Charlotte react if he thought I was a dragon man?
... I wonder if they'll hate me.
That's a little - no, it's pretty painful.
"Um, can I paint Lute next time?
"Of course. Rather, I want you to draw it."
"Gotcha! Yeah, I'll do my best!
I'm gazzling. Cute.
Painting. I'm clever, but I don't think I was good at painting. Have you changed since you were reincarnated?
"Hey, Charlotte. I want to paint too."
"Really? Then let's draw together! I have a drawing room over here. Come on!"
Charlotte gladly said so, walked down the hallway early and led me to my room.
Charlotte opens the door.
I smelled the smell of fluff and oil. The smell of paint.
It's a room that looks like an atelier.
There is Easel in the middle and a canvas with cloth on it. Is it halfway through Charlotte's drawings?
"I have a lot of tools, so I'll lend them to Lute."
There are a lot of tools in the corner of the room.
"If you like, do you want me to draw it now?
"That's right. All right, let's do it."
"Mmm! Now, let's get ready."
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