Pom, Pom.
"Okay."
Hang the clothes that have been packed in the trunk on the hanger to avoid wrinkles. The sweets I brought were on my desk, and the toothbrushes, crockery, and gemstone cleaning tools were placed next to the washroom. At the end of the day I put the stuffed animal - beside the bed pillow, and Crewe nodded loudly, yeah. Now I can settle down and spend the night.
- Well.
The work to be done is done. Take off your shoes and jump right into bed. A duvet thicker than the one in the house took hold of the crew that flew in. Breathe in heavily, and, uh, vomit. I was worried about staying alone, how it would go, but I was able to book the inn and say hello properly. All you have to do is wait for dinner time! Naturally, there was a laugh.
Dinner can be eaten at the diner on the ground floor. Until then, just a little, let's get sloppy. Too often for my first experience, I'm a little tired.
Lie down on the bed, around the right. About to the left. Little by little, my eyelids are getting heavy.
I had a dream.
That was shortly after Sputnik hired me.
It is an old, old memory for Crewe.
When the sleeping crew raised their eyelids, it was dark all over the room.
It's dark out the window, and time is like midnight. Roll over, lie down depressed, and wake up with your hands in the bed. I still have a lot of scratches on my arms and hands that 'employer' just changed a few days ago. But there will be no more new scratches on the body, nor on the mind. That alone made Crewe happy.
Seriously, when I look at my hands.
"Guh."
From close range, there was a short sound.
Crewe just woke up with the same sound. Next to him, Sputnik, Krew's new employer, is asleep. Krew, who has two beds in this room but dreams of being scared when he sleeps alone, always dived next to Sputnik and leaned in and slept.
I'm thirsty. I get out of bed, trying to drink water before I go back to sleep. Then about two gems fell out of the clothes. Wear slippers, pick up the jewels on the floor, and place them on your desk.
The water bottle was on the same desk. After all, the lights of the western lights shining weakly and weakly on the same desk are what Sputnik is turning on "to make it easier to get water when you need medicine at night".
"Come on."
Crewe took the bottle and poured it into the glass.
I want to drink fast, but when I try to move it into a glass full at once, I don't want to sneeze everywhere. During the day yesterday, Crewe studied it. A few days ago, I even had Sputnik open the bottle, and I couldn't get a drink on my own. But this is how I can handle water now.
Even Krew remembers a lot, a little bit. Naturally, because I am his' cuckoo '. I learn to work properly as his' cuckoo '- sip, sip, and quench my thirst. The water surface of the glass is shaking. I was so happy that I did well on my own.
Every day you teach me a lot of things and remember a lot. I've met him, it's only been a few days, but he's already had a lot of help. I'm sure you will continue to get help again and again.
But what can I do for him?
When I thought about it...
Unexpectedly. In Crewe's eyes, a bag was placed in the dark. That is Sputnik's work bag. The square, black and heavy bag holds the tools of the journey, the jewels, and his merchandise.
Second, I think. If I could walk you through this bag instead, I might seem like a very employee. I'm sure the journey will be easier, and just as Krew is glad he was hired by Sputnik, Sputnik may be glad he hired Krew.
Crewe dropped the empty glass and stopped by the bag. The only part of the black body of the bag that is silver is the key part. The key barely reflects the slightest light that arrives from the top of the desk.
I don't know how to open it, but I don't have a problem with it because the purpose is not to open it. The question is, can you carry it?
Hold the handle, on your hips and arms, and put your strength into it.
"Mmm."
But.
The bag was not even frightened. No matter how much Krew pulls, he tries hardly to get off the floor. It's as if you've applied a powerful adhesive. Crewe doesn't know that Sputnik just purchased a new ornament, which is getting particularly heavy.
Is it a bad way to lift it? Change your grip, try twice, three times.
"Mm-hmm."
Is it because I was roaring like that?
"... what are you doing. At night like this."
Looking back. And there was a shadow looking down at this one with his arms together.
Krew's employer, Sputnik. I think I woke you up.
"Medicine?
"No, sir."
Recently Krew, hourly, has taken medication to clean heal wounds all over his body. You also need pain medication when your wound hurts or hurts due to your physical condition.
But both medicines are very bitter. You don't accumulate when you're drunk by mistake! I shake my head from left to right.
The words followed by it were even more what Krew did not want.
"So you're a thief?
- Thief.
With the kind of shock struck by lightning, Crewe solidified on the spot.
"Chi, chi..."
That's very, very bad.
It's a very, very bad thing that people used to 'hire' Crewe before.
But if you ask me, Crewe's behavior can also be seen as trying to carry a bag while his employer is asleep, which is not surprising.
What would Sputnik do with such a bad boy as try to steal his husband's bag? If I can't hire you, will I leave you?
What would happen to me if I were left alone?
At the same time I thought, boo, tears flooded me. And a runny nose.
"Chi... chi, chi..."
"Ah, shit. You've got to be kidding."
But Sputnik, he didn't mean it. "It's like a stereotype, I guess. Don't cry to that extent," he wiped Crewe's face with a removed handkerchief.
Finishing wiping the blurry, overflowing tears, Sputnik says "So."
"If it's not medicine, what's wrong?"
"Oh, work… I want to help,"
"Huh?
Tell Sputnik, who frowns, what he thought while drinking water.
I was hired as an employee. I want to do something. Crewe wiped his tears many times, snuggled many times, and tried so hard to convey his hopes - I was going to, but it didn't seem to convey any enthusiasm. Sputnik seemed frightened.
"If you think of something in the middle of the night. It's enough to throw up jewelry, because it's gold."
"So, but, but..."
"Then don't come in my bed tomorrow and sleep alone. That's the job."
"That's a little"
"Are you ready to answer me?"
I don't like dreaming of fear. It is very, very scary.
Shake your head. A very fluffy hair recently followed Crewe's neck.
"Okay, then. I'll do your job."
"Yes!"
"but"
but.
The paradox that followed immediately. Waiting to see what it was, Sputnik suddenly gave in and did his hand to Krew's hip. Lift it up as it is - the destination is the bed of the one who was vacant until earlier.
Slightly dropped from the top, Crewe's body jumped pompously.
"It's late today, so I'm going to bed now. Tomorrow."
"Tomorrow, will you work?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
When I asked him to press caution, he returned an unconcerned answer. Is it true...... I think, but I was afraid to persevere and be hated or angry.
Put down Krew and Sputnik leaves Krew's sitting bed. Yawn one, say, "We're going to bed," and look at Sputnik lying on the other bed...
When Crewe got out of bed, he entered Sputnik's sleeping bed.
Sputnik couldn't open his eyes, but he didn't try to kick him out.