The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

A baby was born at Mr. Safir's house.

That's how we rushed to celebrate.

I'm going to Saphir's house with Faye and Faye's brother... Lian and Ange.

Apparently, Saphir's wife said, "If there is a child who has become a model for this angel's painting, I would like to see him." Both Lian and Ange wore the clothes they had prepared for the day, and flew on the pontoon feeling nervous.

"... an angel on a blue bird, huh? I don't know."

With that sideways, it's fun to ride the Red Dragon. I see my brothers and sisters while being grabbed by the phoenix... yeah. It's kind of very good. Each bird is more blue than the blue sky, carrying an angel on board. Yeah, that's good. Very good. I want to draw this too. I'll draw it later.

"Oh... that's amazing! Looks like our garden has become a world of myths!

As the dragon, phoenix, and two birds descended into the garden, Safir, who had come to pick us up, saw us with a mixed face of surprise and happiness. I'm sorry to bother you.

"Saphir, congratulations!

Fei's older brother, who got off the Red Dragon, rushed over there and they held hands happily.

"Thank you, Rose! Now I'm the father of one! Fufu, that's impressive!

We were in a slightly lower position as friends continued to interact with each other... but eventually Saphir found Fai, me, and Celeste's brother and sister... and sparkled his face.

"Oh, you two are... angels, right?

Lian and Angel, called angels, were embarrassed to play with each other... but eventually they gave Saphir the package that Lian was holding in their hands.

"Happy baby's birthday this time!

And when Lian said that nervously, Saphir smiled and thanked her and received the package.

"... oh, this is it!

And when he opens the package, he brightens his face again.

... our present to the baby is blanket. Blue blanket.

Hair loss of the pigeon (... or feathers?) is a collage blanket that is placed directly on the paper. Because of the lingering texture of the wings, it is soft, light and good to the touch, and it is very warm even though it is thin.

There is a story that the blue bird is a bird that carries happiness, so, of course, I hope it becomes a blanket that carries happiness to the baby.

"Very nice!... is this a blanket made of angel feathers?

"Ah, these are their feathers."

When Ange said that with a twist, Saphir looked at the bow... and leaned his neck intriguing.

"What kind of bird is this? Roses, is this the bird that's with you?

"No... it seems that this bird lives in the Spirit Forest."

Fay's brother said that with a giggle, secretly sending me a wink. [M] Hmm, dexterity.

I see. You've come on such a lovely bird, you look exactly like angels. I would love to see my child and my wife. Especially my wife, who was looking forward to seeing you. "

Mr Safir may have had something to look into, but he invited us into the house without asking too much. While I'm a little nervous, angel brothers and sisters are more nervous and enter the mansion. [M]

... and we met the baby and her mother.

"Nice to meet you. Who did you paint that?

"Yes... Ah, congratulations on the birth"

"Fufu, thank you.... and you're angels, right?

The soft woman sits on a fluffy sofa with her baby in her arms and stares at her angel siblings with a smile.

"Wow. You really look like an angel. It's strange that no wings have grown. Can I see your face better?

"Eh, ah, um..."

Lian is particularly nervous and in a hurry. But that looks fun to Saphir's wife. She giggled and stroked Lian and Ange's head.

"I hope this kid will grow up to be a nice kid like you guys... no. In the meantime, just grow up healthy, that's all."

Saphir's wife talks to her baby. The baby had a decent face, but you knew she had something to say to her. It's kind of moving happy in the first place.

"... can I touch your baby's cheek?

Ange, who was watching such a baby, offered to stop. Then Saphir's wife, please, will lower the baby a little.

... and then Ange gently, gently touched the baby's cheek.

"... it's pounding."

"Ufufu, that's right. It's so gloomy."

"Oh, can I follow you, too?

"Yeah, be nice."

Lian continued to wear the baby and looked kind of emotional.

"... soft"

The baby was picked up by someone she didn't know, but she didn't cry strangely. I'm just reaching out to my angel brothers and sisters, holding their fingers tightly, and shouting.

"Oh, my God. I think she likes the angels. Looks happy."

"Baby, cute. It's beautiful."

"I see... I'll love this fairy too."

Ange and Lian saw such a baby.

... it seems that the fairies who settled in Safir's garden quickly liked the newborn baby. After a closer look, there were many fairies outside the window. I'm looking at the baby. Somehow, what's more, you look happy.

So I looked at the baby in full, and then I had the Oscar show me the prized garden, where the fairies greeted me a little bit... and we decided to spend some time.

That's why we had to see you off at the entrance hall.

"I love this picture."

Saphir's wife laughs when she sees the picture.

... it's a terrible thing, but the painting I drew is well decorated in the entrance hall. Um, somehow, yeah, I'm afraid, I'm exhausted.

"When she was in her stomach, she was often frustrated and anxious... but I'm relieved to see this painting. Look, the angels in this picture have really nice expressions, don't they? It makes me feel better when I look at this painting."

Smiling, the wife turned to me. [M]

"It's hope. This painting showed me a promising future. It reminds me of a lot of anxiety... and a lot of wonderful things."

... it's getting scarier and scarier. Thank you for the rating. Yeah, thanks. It's hard, it's precious, and that's what it means, thank you.

"And, look. This kid likes this painting, too. Even if you cry a little, if you bring it in front of this painting, you'll stop crying."

The baby is in your wife's arms, and she's crying.... but this may not be the power of this painting, but of the fairies waiting around it. Yeah, the fairies, they're sneaking up on babies.

"Thank you very much. Young painter. I really like this painting!

But... I'm so glad you said that.

I'm terrified, thankful, and I wonder if that's okay... but I'm happy after all.

"Hey, can you draw me another one? I love your paintings."

"Yes, definitely. I'll draw it right away. What kind of picture would you like?

"Wow, really? I'm glad! Well, then I'd like a picture of the woods. I can't go out for the moment until she's a little older....."

Then, after listening to your wife's wishes, I decided to accept the next request. I feel like I'm drawing all the pictures in the woods. Well, okay.

"But is that okay? Aren't you getting a lot of other requests?

"It's okay because it's not."

"I wonder if... you could go higher if you wanted. I think you'll get a much bigger favor than my favor, but... are you okay with this? I'm glad to hear that."

Saphir's wife jokes about me and says so. [M]

That's why I say it to reassure her... and, above all, to check it out for myself.

"Yes, I don't like high places very much."

Yeah, well, if you want a place to stay, you'd better not go high.

Seen from a variety of people, there may be something special about everything, but I'd rather... have someone in the corner of my heart give me a place.

Yeah, I like narrow spaces. Perhaps the rating you get is the same.

Then a few days later.

We received a letter and a parcel from Mr. Safir.

The contents of the parcel are a beautiful tea set, tea, and cookies. It seems to be a return of blanket. Quickly, Mr Crowe made tea with them. Because it was delicious when I made milk tea, I put in milk and drink it.... it tastes kind of happy.

While drinking tea and pinching cookies, I see fairies discussing whether or not to improve their cookies while eating them... I remember the contents of Saphir's letter.

... the letter from Safir was a thank you for coming to visit and a blanket for the baby.

I hear that blanket was popular with babies. Wrap it up and the baby will fall asleep soon. "An angel gave me a blanket to bring me happiness," Saphir wrote.

... when my wife tried it on, she kind of had a good dream and reported it to me. Oh, I see. Above all else. Please, mother and child, be healthy.

Then, about the client's painting. I ordered another one besides the one ordered by my wife. Now it seems to be a fairy painting.... I think I saw a fairy in the garden.

Yeah, I'm here. There must be a lot of urban fairies in your garden...

... just...

Saphir wrote one thing in her letter that bothered me.

I heard that there is a painter named Tougo Uesora in the King's City. However, I didn't have the impression that you were in King's Landing, so I am writing this sentence for confirmation. If you're not painting in King's Landing... maybe your fake is appearing. "