My father and I went home with Mina, who lost her parents and became an orphan in the battle against Behemoth.
Along the way, your father asked you to stop by her house and ask Mina to pick up the clothes she needed for the moment.
And while she was packing, her father explained the situation to the landlord who lived in the same condominium, and told her that the room that she lived with her parents until her mind was settled would continue to be rented and the rent paid in advance.
For her, who will continue to live, the house, which will remain a symbol of her parents, has decided to keep Mina and her parents' memories in order until she can organize them.
Then, taking a detour and returning home, your father first informed Sebastian, the butler in charge of the house, about Mina and his future policy.
Mina decided to leave her room for the time being. Even though she is a civilian, she is the custodian whose father decided to take custody of him. Sebastian, who guided Mina to the guest room, explained to Mina and told her not to hesitate to use the room.
Mina finally sat in her room by herself on the bed, worried about the elasticity of the bed, and bounced. I've never seen such a fluffy futon. While pressing the fluffy feeling against the peach cheeks, the soft bed gently received the injured kitten, and on that day slept until it was time to eat and be called by the maid.
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Dinner time.
Since I was a 'guest', the meal was with the Presleria family.... I don't even know how, but I seem nervous. As an expression of this mood, my pure white tail slowly falls down and unconsciously shakes.
That's when it happened.
I'll leave you some bread.
That said, the maid's sister tries to put bread sandwiched with tongs on a plate to place my bread. Just as beautiful as I've ever seen, the bread rubs my nose, and the scent of fragrance and a little fruit tickles my nasal cavity.
Curiosity, my tail is pinning! That's it.
It's a pin, and just the tip of my tail shakes.
Wow, I want to eat this! Can I have some?
When I watched all the Presleria houses around me, I reached out to all of you for bread, and I took the bread.
"... soft"
The bread was easily dented in my hand.
"Mina, this bread looks delicious, doesn't it?
Daisy's brother, Ramses, called out. He was a little older than me, a gentle boy with light light light light blue hair and eyes with his father, Henry. Soft, tight eyes are gentle.
"This bread is called 'Fluffy Bread' made by Daisy with alchemy!
That explains Daisy's sister, Daria. Daria is a slightly cheerful young lady with the same Apple green hair and eyes as her mother.
"It tastes best in the warm, so try it."
Daisy, the inventor of the mysterious bread, also suggested it with a nice smile.
Daisy had her mother's Apple Green hair and her father's Aquamarine eyes.
"Well then, I'll take it...."
Cut the bread into pieces about the size of the mouth. Then, the scent of the fluffy fruit grabs the tip of the nose.
"Wow, that smells good...."
I get comfortable with the fragrance. And Pakley.
Mm-hmm! Fluffy!
My tail is sticking. Oh, no, this is bad manners!
I feel like Mr. Ramses is smiling at my tail!
"Ah, um, this bread is so delicious! And then, I was so moved that my tail moved... I'm sorry for my bad manners."
I bow my head to you as I turn bright red.
Henry, the head of House Presleria, smiled and said it was okay.
"Yeah, don't worry about the hard stuff."
Rosemary will also follow me.
"Speaking of which, Daisy said she wanted to make more different bread."
Mr Ramses talked to Mr Daisy about keeping me away from the subject.
"That's right." Denish, "and now there's a book about how to make crispy bread, and I want to try it too."
Daisy's face is nicotine, imagining a very nice bread.
"Is it 'crispy' bread? That's strange. I want to try it...."
Hmm, what kind of bread is that? I can't imagine.
"Then next time Daisy makes it, if it doesn't bother you, you can invite Mina too!
As if she had come up with a good idea, Dalia slaps her hands with a pop.
"That's lovely! Mina, why don't you come with me this time?
He leaned his neck and invited me.
"Yes! Absolutely! I love cooking too, so I really care!
... there was one pleasant thing in me that was filled with sadness. I'm sure thanks to all the Presleria family who are very careful.
After that, I was able to relieve my tension and enjoy my meal and conversation slowly.