"Oh. Oh, oh, oh!
and the innkeeper general said it should not be just because the merchant who was supposed to have left in the morning came again after noon. When she saw the child in her arms, she opened her eyes and put her hands on her mouth.
"What's the matter, customer? The child......"
"I was out of town and I was down, so I protected myself and I came back. You're a child of this city."
"I don't listen to you talk about having a missing child... poor thing. Are you okay?"
He didn't tell the truth, he was going down, because the explanation was troublesome.
Crewe says, in his wrapped jacket, laying face down and trembling in small pieces. Hi, people seem scared. When the general brought her face closer, she rang her throat like a cucumber and a small animal, more round.
"I'm going to contact the person upstairs and request the protection of this girl. I can't get through the night... In some cases, I'd like to rent a room until I get in touch with you for a couple of days, can you ask for a room for two?"
"Please, because I have a vacancy for a while. And then... well, the doctor..."
"Please."
Once the crew is down on the floor, take out the rent for two and the care (chips) and release them to the counter. And the general returned the key to the room, and left it to me. The number of the key given, coincidentally, was next to the room where Sputnik was staying until now in the morning.
Huh.
- Something, I feel uncomfortable.
It's like the back of your brain was picked weakly with your fingers and thumbs, uncomfortable. But there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with the key in your hand. I look up at the general, but I don't see anything special suspicious about her either.
"Take your time."
"Hi."
I wondered but didn't see the cause and eventually decided to forget.
Put the bag through your arms and lift the crew. And she looked up and looked at this one. I guess he confirmed that it was Sputnik who held himself. Reaching out from the cloth, he grabbed Sputnik's chest again.
Up the stairs to the corner room at the back of the second floor. When I unlocked it and went in, it was somewhat larger than the room where Sputnik had stayed in the morning. desk and sofa for writing to the right towards it. The bed was on the left, there were two. The bathroom and toilet position remain the same. Sputnik got a little lost before lowering Crewe onto the couch.
Drop your luggage on the floor and roll it into bed with your shoes on.
"Well, what is it..."
The letter I wrote up was already delivered to the post office. The administrator did send it out there because he said he was currently trained at the Chamber of Commerce headquarters, but if it didn't make a mistake in putting it in, he should check the mail tomorrow. Can you contact me as soon as possible and the morning after tomorrow? Regardless, if you have a problem with the other appointment or if you have a postal problem, you will be late for that.
"Probably going to the police, but don't be too frightened."
Speak up. And the jacket on the couch also moved this way, and Crewe turned this way. Seems like he's got some better blood color than he did when he was in 'there' because he let him eat.
"There 'll be plenty of people, but it's the police, not where the bad guys are"
Police stations are policing organizations on this continent. In addition to his activities related to crime prevention, investigating cases and capturing bad guys, he also searches for and protects strays like her. If you visit, you will help us.
But is she listening to such an explanation or not, and Crewe groans for a while on the couch, eventually sawdust, and falls off the couch. Lifting her half body wondering if she should be assisted, she walked over as she pulled over her hung jacket as she stood up faster than he went. When I come next to the bed, I sit on the floor and stare up at this one.
"What. What's up?"
Asked, Crewe lay silent on his face. I stare at the foot of the couch to see what bothers me, or doesn't make any particular sense... then I could see leaf shards tangled in her hair.
I reach out and take it, I realize.
And I remember. Her body was dusty.
"... take a bath or not"
Let's put aside this troublesome story for the future. The important thing is now.
I need to disinfect the wound first to show it to the doctor. I also fed him a meal, and to the extent that I let him bathe lightly in clean water, he'll be fine. Crewe blinked and repeated Sputnik's words.
"Ooro"
"Wait. I'll get you some water."
Get out of bed and head to the bathroom - call me.
Looking back. I told him to push in case.
"I'll tell you what. Get in there yourself."
I shouldn't be in a position to just help and hire this person and have to help him do all the bathing and everything in his life.
Said, she has a strange look.
You don't seem to understand, so I added more.
I'm not gonna help you.
Turn your big eyes over here, for a few seconds. Eventually there was no change in expression, slowly, only the neck leaned.
But it's no use looking at me like that, there's no obligation or responsibility here. Preparing for a bath or rebuilding an inn doesn't have the right to make it worthwhile until I help you take a hot bath. And even if she doesn't know how to use the faucet, if she collapses in the bath, hits her head, slips her legs, drowns in strained water, it doesn't matter here.
…………
Sit back on the couch.
"Why am I even doing this?"
Sputnik sighed as he wiped the girl's hair, which sat properly between her own crotches, with a dry towel. Why should I let my child bathe and so on when I say that I am still not related to parenting or the family - I do not want to have an edge - I do not want to take responsibility - I am about my age.
On my own, it's the same room, and I don't have trouble getting poked to death. When that happened, it wasn't something I figured out what the janitor would see me... from that thought, I gave up on a bunch of things and helped bathe, but it was a completely bone breaking task. How many times have you been surprised by the scratchy and groaning crew?
It was thinly dirty all over the place, but I wiped him with water over and over again, and he became beautiful to the crowd. The dirt on the stretched hair did not fall off at once and was to be washed three times and four times, but if it was still washed, it settled into long, fluffy, soft and palpable hair.
The whole body of this with the clothes off was scratched again, and after all, the amount of abdominal wounds in particular was remarkable. It hurts to lose weight everywhere you look on your shoulders, arms, feet, and entire body. but fractures and potentially life-threatening injuries could not be seen from the outside. I don't know about the built-in one, so I'll just have to leave it to the doctor - and so on, but it's the current state of Krew that I could observe in the bath.
By the way, as for her current outfit, she didn't have exactly the right clothes for her height, so she put on Sputnik's shirt. I was able to completely cover up to about her legs, so I think it only passes the original use of clothing: 'Hide Your Body' and 'Put It Together'.
Damn, he's a baker to take care of. Sigh again and look at the child in front of you. And she had her hands in front of her face somehow. Keep it quiet, I'm thinking of something.
"What's up?"
Stop wiping your hands and ask.
I was wondering if he was going to throw up the gem again, and Crewe took his hand off his face and looked back at this one.
And. I kneaded my open hands in front of Sputnik's face this time. What do you think, boom, and they touch your nose?
hands off his face after a while, Crewe said.
"... good smell"
Both hands did smell good with the soap.
- I'll comb the area where my hair is somewhat dry with a cheap cup. There were some tangled places, but after passing them several times, they flowed. Though stretched everywhere, the quality seems good and soft. I'm sure a lot of decorations would suit you if you fixed them up.
The protruding hands were also many small scratches, but all healed. Well, what design do these kids look like?
"... me."
I just told this here and now, it's not going to be anything. I knew it, but when I was looking at that hair, somehow, it leaked out of my mouth.
Crewe looks back at this one. Her neck moved and the chestnut color ran away from her hand.
"I'm a traveler now, but I want to settle somewhere and have a shop. At that time, I would prefer a shop with machining facilities."
If I can sell, process and earn a living selling gems in a peaceful city.... but for that, well, how much money would you need?
Krew had been watching Sputnik for a while. But when he realized that he would speak nothing more, he silently put his hand against his nose again. I think I liked the smell. Such a thing, so that you can smell it as many times as you want to.
Eventually Crewe's head starts to shake loosely back and forth. After several swings, her torso tilted even louder and her shoulders jumped all the way. Turning hastily and making sure Sputnik was there, he grabbed his chest so that he could change his posture and squeeze.
That's how he came and went several times with his dreams and present, and when Sputnik's chest eventually remembered the weight firmly, he stopped putting her through and put her to bed.