"Um... I've never done anything like this before. How's Amlet? Have you ever done this before? Embroidery and buttons."
"Not at all. I've never done anything so embarrassing." "This is what I did in my last sewing class..." But I've never had a child other than myself who can't sew. "
Apparently, Amlet hadn't really experienced sewing at the moment. I mean, you're with me. I never thought I'd see Amlet so far away from the game.
Perhaps he was shocked by what he was telling Yaga, but the teacher sighed briefly. I may have lamented to two people who were completely uninterested in the subjects I taught in front of them and who had no technology.
If you turn around in a hurry and say "I'm sorry," Amlet and her voice will instruct you to try to do it slowly and straight again where there is no hole. It was a one-to-one lesson from the time before sewing.
The teacher dropped his shoulder and put his hand on his cheek as I and Amlet passed the needle through the cloth so slowly that it was not strange to be told it was a slow motion.
"I can't imagine it because I've only been doing this for a long time, but... what would you do if your clothes were torn and your buttons were removed?"
The maid wore it and basically never wore it next time, I can't say.
Unlike my favorites, when I become a royalty, I don't use clothes as old as clothes. It would be superfluous if it was torn or broken.
And without being able to say that honestly, the narrowed answer was, "My mother did everything for me." What an embarrassing reason to be fourteen years old. The actual mother would not even have a needle.
Then, Amlet lowered her face once as she put strength on her shoulder, making it hard for her to say.
"I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I..." "She does all the chores and stuff..." Because the knife and the needle are dangerous... ~ ~
Pounce, pounce.
The next moment, Amlet's face turned bright red. She squeezes her little lips as she shakes her shoulders.... somehow, I'm very convinced.
Oniisama Efron... and in my heart, I call him who only appeared in the silhouette of the game. When he remembered his brother, who was so overprotective to Amlet, and Amlet, who was so angry, he said, "It's not dangerous to Amlet! I can imagine my brother doing it all... and taking the needle and the knife from her.
”Even in the cooking practice, the contents of the pot will be burnt and the seasoning will be too much... I really can't do anything but study...”
A sad voice like a sinful confession can be heard from the rustling amulet.... by the way, it looks like there was a mess in some class in the cooking class.
I'm sorry I burned you!
That voice might have been Amlet's right now. Furthermore, I remember the case where a team had to dilute more than twice by adding too much seasoning. At that time, my damage was too severe to be noticeable, but cooking was entirely an in-group division of labor, so Amlet may not have been taught a lesson.... I mean, I'm the only one with the reverse cheat who can make up for it in a part-time class.
In other words, oniisama Efron, is Amlet's family affairs omnipotent? Somehow I don't have anything to do with my friends at Rocksteel.
Oniisama is unknown in the game, but is that the first time Amlet has been involved in housework since he disappeared? Then I can understand why I can't do it at all now.
"It's a happy thing to have someone to do it, and I think it's good, but... have you ever wanted to try it?"
Sewing is fun, isn't it? Sensei Nell tilts his head and asks.
It's not a dislike, it's a face where we think it's purely unworthy of us to have so much fun that we want to be at work. To be honest, I was more sorry that I couldn't cook than sewing, and I wasn't very interested in sewing, so I didn't think it was inconvenient until now...
"Oh, that's not true!"
Amlet lifts herself up halfway from her desk and shouts.
With her eyes wide open, she clutched to the teacher's hand, and there was a cloth that was overgripped and slightly crumpled, and a needle in a nearby position. Suddenly, the teacher was surprised by the loud voice and rolled his eyes. With a serious expression, Amlet started to speak quickly.
"Even I was the first to do it...... I've ever wanted to do it!" But after all, I think it's not suitable for everyone. I'm busy studying, and I can't get much chores. I don't have time to sew, wash clothes, make soup, bake bread, or brew everything. My family is all better and faster than me. Moreover, I don't have enough room in the house to fail with the dishes, the food, the clothes, the threads...... I'm just sweet after all...... "
Amlet's voice gradually withered as the first momentum seemed to be a lie.
Amlet, who finally dropped her shoulders and fell to her desk, was hot and embarrassed again. I smile at the girlish troubles and the reason why she is.
“I'd be glad to be able to do it,” I continued, as I responded to her. In fact, if I can handle this curse, I'd like to. I don't even want to say that I'm such a nice skill like Dr. Nell, so I want something that won't be embarrassing even if I find out about Steyl, Arthur, or Tiara.
When I turned around, Dr. Nell gave me a smile. Reach for Amlet's first depressed fingertips, reassuringly saying, "Good."
"I'm glad you said that." It's not too late at all from now on. "
Gently grab the needle and cloth on each of Amlet's fingers, moving her hand gently like a child's vegetable cut.
The thin fingers of the teacher, who laughed at me, moved the thread to guide Amlet's hand. Just now, the needle that was passing through the cloth at a very low speed so as not to open a hole passed like a lie, and then it went up like a dolphin on the sea surface and dived back into the fabric again.
"Of course, clothes don't change the technology needed for daily life... but if you're not interested and don't like it, you don't have to force it."
When you're good, Amlet's eyes are rounded by a teacher who is gentle enough to say to a small child.
Only the shoulders were tight, and only the fingers were loosely guided by the teacher.
“What I can't do is just rely on someone.”
After overcoming a row of stitches, the teacher smiled back at the dazed amlet and reached out to me.
I'm sorry, I'm not the amulet of the developing world! I couldn't escape while shouting in my heart. In my head, I have repeatedly been guilty of a catastrophic bird meat incident, no matter how much help I received from my teacher in a cooking class.
The same hands were attached to the Amlet, and even though it was done slowly, the hole became larger than the needle, and the needle passed through the fabric from another place, and the needle pulled a line and sewed the waves to the fabric again.
"But if you want to do something, let's do it one by one." I'll help you, too. "
... I dived gracefully.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Unlike the repair of the cooking, I can't hide my amazement that a single line was formed cleanly.
It may seem like a big stitch, but it's a big stitch for me personally. Even though it's not something that can be done with the help of people...
I don't feel forced or manipulated, but I want to suspect that it's a special ability. Once I took a breath and looked back at the teacher in front of me with eyes that could not blink anymore, I returned the same gentle smile that I had pointed at Amlet.
"There you go. You both can do it properly." Let's start today by learning how to embroidery more than the basics. ”
Hey, Nell-sensei, who laughs at me, looks radiant.
Contrary to Amlet, who replied with a cheerful and happy voice, I still didn't hear. Anyway, she can't help wondering why I've been able to do it properly so far. And then... I remember.
The characters in the second work.
I remembered Dr. Nell's position when I first met him.
Unlike a cooking instructor, Professor Nell appeared in the game as a mob character. And naturally, the subject of the class is the same clothes as now.
In order to make a handmade shoulder hanging gift for the sister of the Farnham brothers, the teacher taught her to work hard to complete the masterpiece.... if you think about it, it wasn't a quality shoulder strap that could complete a typical sewn-up child.
In the game, I didn't even care about the sparkly, lovely feather weave, but normally, it's a horrible technological evolution.
If her skill itself is a skill that has been trained because oniisan has lived alone since she disappeared, then it's nothing but a protagonist cheat. Then... suppose the teacher Nell taught me is a cheat.
Like Tiara, who had never cooked with Leon in his first work, and who was a huge success in cooking with him.
"Let's start with Amlet." What kind of embroidery do you want? You can say whatever you like, even if it's not your own name. "
I like it, so I'll help you. With that said, Amlet's smile twinkled and glowed at Nell-sensei, who was laughing fuzzily.
Goddess………………………
She had a small, thin body on her face, and two long, triple braids like Arthur in disguise, and obviously she could see rings and white feathers on the head of a cultural teacher.
When I noticed the unexpected fateful encounter with the Saviors, I put my fingers together.