The Girl Who Spits Up Jewels (WN)

I heard a knock and wondered who was here, he was an earlier servant. What was carried was bread and warm corn soup, in addition to tea and tea confectionery, for Crewe, who had not had lunch.

Crewe took the bread while recommending them to Lieye, placed on a round table by the bed. It looks like it's freshly baked and when you break a warm round from the middle into two, it reaches your nose with the hot air.

- At that moment.

Lee's gaze looked at Crewe's hand.

"... do you want some?

"Yes, I don't need it! Because it's not as mean as taking the sick man's rice and eating it!

But it's delicious.

"... well, just for a moment"

Give me half. Leae narrowed her eyes as she moved her mouth as she applied blueberry jam to the white and soft part of the bread. Looks like you liked it.

After enjoying tea and meals for a while.

Lee asked me this.

"Were you okay last night?

"Last night?"

"After I was sent home."

Think as you throw a shard of cookies into your mouth and watch the leashes pour in with tea. Unlike when I woke up, I already remembered exactly what happened last night.

After Crew Lol showed up at the museum, Lee was told to "go home properly" and went home in the carriage the teacher called for. I remember watching this one through the window all the way from when they put me in the carriage until I moved it out.

One, left in school, cared about Crewe.

"Lee, were you okay? Weren't you angry, shopkeeper?

"That idiot was grating at home. I was worried I wasn't coming back, but in the morning, he yelled," Don't follow me, "so I called school and thought I'd be mad again, and it was hard to do either, and I was worried about what I was going to do."

"It is. I knew you were worried."

"He's too worried! Because of the rush, I completely forgot that I had guests at night, and I couldn't prepare for the hospitality, and I was rude in my pajamas..."

"Wow, that was tough."

"Totally. Well, he wasn't a jeweler's customer, he was a friend of the store owner's jeweler. He said he came all the way from the city to the east. But either way, they saw the embarrassment of taking a bath, and it really sucks... because it's okay with me! Talk about you!

Ponytail rumbles again.

"Were you okay? Didn't the teacher piss you off after that? And then..."

Leae, just a little, pressed silence. To get lost. Then blur and tell them to look at how things are going,

"... Tomorrow, school, you're coming, right?

The meticulous expression went hand in hand with an unreliable voice.

Make a scene at school the night before, get caught. I went to school the next day and the other one I waxed evil with wasn't here and when I asked my teacher he said "absent"... the unpleasant predictions would swell. Maybe he won't come to school anymore - no wonder.

To wipe Leae's anxiety, he made a smile as bright as possible and nodded.

"Yeah...... yeah. It was all right."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I was a little scolded, but, as much as I was cautioned, 'It's not good to be playing without any contact,' and then, you know, they told me about school. My teacher remembered our store owner and let me hear memorabilia and stuff about that time..."

"Oh, shit."

What Lee returned after Crewe's explanation was a clap-out kind of association. But that relieved appearance disappears quickly and my eyes hold up to be replaced.

"Damn, I was worried!

"Sorry, sorry"

"I have no sincerity in being apologized for laughing! Sincerely!"

I get up, get stuck in bed and scream, but I know that's not anger to hate Crewe, so my face really gets loose. When I said "sorry" several times, Lee finally got me back in the chair.

"That was fun, after school. The museum...... didn't take a slow look, but listened to classes and looked around the campus"

"What are you saying, like a memory? We still have school tomorrow. The day after tomorrow."

What was your class tomorrow? I blur with that in mind. Crewe sipped the soup, Leae held the teacup to wrap with both hands, while we shut each other up for a while - and, uh, each other's eyes met.

Looking at Lee's blue eyes reflecting Crewe, I heard it last night, remembering what the teacher said.

By the word, there was a sprouting in Crewe's chest.

"Lee."

"What?"

"Me too, I want to go to jewelry school"

I heard that, Lee's face.

I didn't seem so surprised. It is also as if he had anticipated that Crewe would someday say so.

So, after all, Lee is amazing.

"... Yesterday, my teacher said." Knowing a lot, before the process, I wish I could meet what you want, "and that helpful thing is school."

"Yeah."

Lee nods at Crewe's words.

"I want to grow up. Growing up, all the time, there's someone I want to be next to. I don't just want to stick with that person, I want to be protected, I want to be able to protect, support and help that person."

"Yeah."

Reae nodded again, I know, I said.

That is not an affirmation of outrage on the spot. I'm sure Lee, in a true way, knows. If she wants you to admit that she doesn't want the store owner to treat her as a child, I'm sure.

Next to someone important. - If she's going for the same place as Crewe, I'm sure.

"I can't be next to Mr. Sputnik just because he's protecting me. If you know a lot at school and you know what I can do, I want to go to school, too. It's not an experience, it's an exam, it's an admission, it's more, more, more, something that Mr. Sputnik doesn't know, so that I can learn, and so that I can support Mr. Sputnik..."

I want to be someone worthy of learning, knowing, and being useful to him.

Be the right person, I want to find a way to do that. I want to go to school to find a way to do that, to be next to him, his - excellent jeweler.

"... but"

But Crewe's troubles don't end with that.

Going to jewelry school means leaving the city of Liafiat. Until graduation, it means living away from Sputnik.

That's a lot to miss. I don't know if Crewe can stand it.

And as more of a problem.

Meanwhile, he did.

"I don't know if you'll wait for me to come home."

There it is.

Anything but Krew's problem. If you get lonely, you just have to be patient with Crewe. If you think it's an effort for the day next to him one day, I'm sure, I can work hard.

But Sputnik's mind, he can't.

Sputnik likes women, he's always playful, mean, he drinks all the alcohol, he's appropriate, but - he's such a good, first-rate jeweler that he has more to make up for that.

So I'm sure Sputnik will do well, even if Krew is gone from the Sputnik jewelry store. I can even hire a new employee. With Crewe gone, I'm sure we won't have any trouble. Maybe while Krew isn't around, he'll find someone who's not Krew, someone he loves.

That can't be helped by Crewe's patience alone.

At the jewelry store where Crewe's gone.

Will Sputnik keep waiting for Krew to return?

Will Sputnik continue to need Crewe?

Soon, I lay my eyes down. A vision that mirrors a futon without meaning, and in it, my hand has reached out. There are two hands that closely resemble the size of the crew. They were quietly placed on both hands of the assembled crew.

Face up. Lee stood still, watching Crewe.

"... Liee"

Calling his name, but Lee didn't say anything. Maybe it's because she has the same problem that I couldn't tell you.

But Lee knew how Krew felt about Sputnik, like he did about himself.