Rice for Enoch’s Second Expeditionary Unit

"-Hi!

As always, I'm not used to flying on Amelia. When will I be able to fly magnificently? Woo.

Amelia lands magnificently in front of Mr. Zara's house.

"Excuse me, will Amelia wait for me on the roof of Mr. Zara's house?

"Que ~ ~"

"Thank you"

She's cute, so it'd be tough if someone took her. So have them wait out of the reach of the perverts.

After I saw Amelia winged up to the roof, I knocked on Mr. Zara's house door.

Would he still be asleep?

The milk bottle delivery box is empty. I guess I had the energy to come and collect it in the morning.

From inside the house, I heard things.

"Zara."

Gatan! Sounds like it. Are you okay?

I heard a doorbell and a rush to the front door, and the door opened.

"Mel!?

"Hello"

Zara, with her face on, feels much better. Not yet, though I'm a little pale. But if you ate the snowdrop filled tart I made, you'd definitely get better.

"I'm here to see you."

With the door slightly open, Mr. Zara was solidified, so I'll say it.

"Oh, sympathy?

"Yes."

"Alone, are you here?

"No, with Amelia. Oh, Blanche, I forgot."

Before I went here, I saw you... No, it may have been too much like being surrounded by a samurai and getting her hairy done, and I had the illusion that she was a Marquis phantom beast.

"Later, I'll bring you in. And I'm here to make a tart of sympathy."

Still, Mr. Zara remained solidified.

"Mr. Zara, are you okay?

"Oh, hey, wait, me, my hair and stuff, my clothes are good too..."

"It's better than when I was in my room yesterday."

Mr. Zara holding his head and squatting on the spot. The door was about to close, so let me go inside.

"Your complexion, you're much better"

"Yeah, thanks to you. Thanks for the soup too. It was delicious."

"Good."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Inside."

"I'll Grandpa"

I am led to the living room and recommended a bench. Mr. Zara sat across the street.

Just now, hand me the tart I've been making.

"This contains snowdrop fruit, body weakness, and things that will help you recover from fatigue."

"Oh the fruit of snowdrops...... Well, you've been able to find it."

That's right, I'm from Snow Country.

Mr. Zara knew about the fruits of the snowdrop.

"Snowdrop thieves used to come to our village woods."

Anything, they were trading at a high price.

You think you're going to buy the snowdrop flowers for one gold coin, actually five gold coins?

"How do you look for it?

"I'll sign with the fairy."

"Oh my God!"

I say we find the fairies, sign a contract, split them into snow mountains and let them find them.

"But, you know, only some high-ranking fairies and phantom beasts can find the fruit of snowdrops -"

"Huh!?

"So, don't know. Many poachers went into Snow Mountain and lost their lives when they were shipwrecked by a fairy guide who made a pact halfway through."

"Is that to cancel the contract?

"Yeah, yeah. Fairies are cruel creatures..."

Zara cautioned me to be careful with fairies.

"They're cunning, 'cause they don't know what they're gonna do"

"Oh, you know, it was Album - the fairy who signed with the Marquis - who found the fruit of the snowdrop."

"Uh... a contract with the Marquis is about a fairy like those white weasels we found?

"Yes."

Talk about how things have been (whispering).

Zara fluttered over to me and sat down next to me.

Stand still, I'm turning a serious eye.

"Mel, please, don't engage with the fairies"

"Oh, no, but, you know, out, with a good boy"

"Good boy? You caught Mel and hung her upside down?

"Ugh..."

Sure, he's a bad fairy, but the roots are just simple guys who want good food.

However, I do not know how to explain its virtues.

I'm sorry, Album.

"I'm worried about Mel. I was wondering if the bad guys would fool me..."

"Mr. Zara."

Indeed, if the album was a really bad fairy, it could have been led to the demon, and it has the power to manipulate powerful spreads that can restrain the Great Eagle. You could have caught me and Amelia lightly. I trusted him and followed him, but he could have been the worst.

But the album didn't do it.

Simply, he helped me eat pancakes.

I also know what Zara is trying to say.

I didn't grow up in an energetic weather environment like I did, I grew up in a snowy country with severe cold weather, and I see a lot of tragic realities.

"Thank you, Zara"

I would be a happy man. So much for someone to worry about.

I'm glad I came to Wang Du. Sincerely, I think so.

And, after thanking you, report.

As a matter of fact, Album wanted to act with me.

"What the hell!?

"Yes, no, you discovered in that, uh, snowdrop fruit search the other day that the album has the ability to find excellent ingredients. Intention, do you say you did"

"Mel, who are you!

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry"

For the second time today, Zara became a good fit to hold her head.

I just hang up on worries, and I'm sorry.

"I think a little happiness would suit Mel. I don't want you to get too involved with nobles, fairies, powerful people."

"Yeah, I wish I could too, I wanted to be..."

I noticed they were gathering around.

"But there's Zara and everyone in the second unit, so I think it's okay."

"To me, what can I..."

"You worry about me, and you've protected me many times before. I truly trust Zara."

"Oh, no..."

Mr. Zara covering his face with both hands. Do you trust me wholeheartedly, or was it heavy?

Here, I realize. It was glowing in my earlobes, in the presence of a lapis lazuli ornament.

"Ah, Zara, you used ear decorations,"

Listening to what I have to say, Mr. Zara is hacked.

"Oh, yeah. Thank you! I wanted to tell you! Thanks, Mel!

Good, happy for you.

"Me, after that, I felt terrible... and I couldn't help Mel well during the mission, and I had a fever and fell asleep... But the card says, 'Good luck' and I'm happy..."

Yes, it is. I was worried a lot about what I would do with the words I would give Zara.

"Good luck," he said, being somewhat behaving differently, and Zara seemed to care that she was "taking care of herself," which was a little difficult.

Because in normal condition, I could have written more easily, but after everything happened.

I was wondering if 'Good luck' was a bit of a gaze from the top, but it seemed okay.

"I can't believe you even have such lovely ear decorations..."

"I'm grateful!

"Really, glad"

Glad you liked it.

"You're still tough, aren't you? I'll do anything. Cooking, cleaning, shopping."

Here's a surprise suggestion from Zara.

"Um, Mel, it's a glamorous favor."

"What is it?

It's hard to say. It's a favor, it's hard to say.

He let his eyes swim and looked restless.

"Don't hesitate"

"Then... well, can I?

Does that mean you want to hug me?

"I mean, we were pretty cuddly when we met, right?

"Oh, that's... I'm sorry. You mean he was making a little bright personality."

"Right"

Zara's mystery becomes more and more discreet than it was when we met.

Though he's really a quiet person, I guess he was doing a lot of imposing.

"Fine, go ahead"

"That light."

"Because it's Mr. Zara."

If it's the captain or Vulgas, he's quick to say no.

When I told her about it, Zara finally gave me a bright smile.

"... thanks"

At that moment when Mr. Zara reached out to me - I heard a dong-dong and a knock on the door.

"Hey Zara, I heard you fell, are you okay!?

I can hear you from the outside. Pass well, wild voice.

"Hey, we're going in!

I opened the door and came in on my own.

"... wow, it's the captain"

My face is still creepy today. What a word, swallowed on the brink.

"Oh, my God, there was Lislis too"

"Yes."

Instead, the atmosphere becomes awkward.

But I don't know, this, man feeling.

More than that, where did the information leak from?

"No, I was getting word from the Marquis of Liechtenberger. Zara's down. I'm sorry, if I've been doing so much, I'm late reading your letter."

"I see."

Mr. Zara looks a little tearful. The hand I was stretching was squeezing tightly and putting it back in its original position.

"Captain... I'm so glad you're worried..."

"Oh, never mind"

"If you seem tough, you can rest tomorrow," the captain said, but Mr. Zara shook his neck sideways saying he was fine.

"I don't know why, but I feel like waving a battle axe right now"

"Well, I'm sorry I can't."

Mr. Zara, will you be all right? I feel less pale than I did earlier.

"Mel, I'm fine"

"Ha."

"Don't hesitate to eat because I've brought you dishes and everything"

"Thanks...... really...... thanks. Captain, I will never forget this favor."

"You're such a jerk."

This brought an end to our sympathy.