The Struggle of Returning to The Other World

The next day, from noon onwards, we were struck again by severe thunderstorms.

The rain that was once up at dawn seemed plenty ready on the sky for that matter. I don't even feel like opening a window and peeking into the sky to the sound of heavy rain that worries me about breaking through the roof of the building.

Today, I was supposed to leave this city.

For this minute, it's very unlikely that even getting out of the inn will come true.

Naturally, the noon departure was postponed.

Because of this, Master Ardina was excited to try her best, but she doesn't feel good that she was frustrated with her nose. If this rain is one of the disasters caused by the distortion of the temperatures, enough to protest against not hurting her any more.

Spend time thinking about such an irregular thing.

I was sitting at the window for nothing, listening to the rain and waiting for my time to pass. Everyone else, though mostly gathered in the living room, spends their own thoughts, and there is no conversation.

Worried, but somewhat serene time.

After a while, there was a delicious smell coming from the inn's kitchen that was not even mentioned.

It is already noon, without doing anything.

Let me at least help you prepare your meal, which is what I thought and lifted my hips.

If you peek into the kitchen, you can see him standing around in a hurry with a small number of inns.

"Uh, is there anything I can do to help?

"Oh, no. No, that's outrageous. Please take your time."

Though I reluctantly tried to speak up, the innkeepers return a no as they panicked. Well, so is that. If an amateur like me sticks his neck in, he's going to get in the way the other way.

I had no choice, I knew I'd go back to my living room and make an adult out of it.

"Hey, what are you doing here, you?"

I dropped my shoulder and accidentally got a voice from behind.

It is Mr. Elliot.

"Oh, good luck. No, I was so free, I was wondering if I could even help the innkeeper."

"Such a thing, rejection would be annoying. Keep her company."

"... Yes. Realize that now, and we're about to disperse."

There is no standing when people even point it out to me. I got a pulling grin.

"First of all, under these circumstances, I can't imagine walking alone often. I can't believe that nerve."

"Huh?"

"I guess that knight like Ars was just about to take me away. You didn't want to cut your stomach off because you didn't want to. You didn't even make a scene, and now you don't think about the danger of wandering around on your own?

"Ugh."

Unsalvageable energetic weather idiot, I felt like I had been told, and I circled my back small.

But the truth is, I don't have that much of a crisis in me right now.

I don't know what to say. Mr. Ars said he was a big man now, and I don't think there's a lie in that word. I feel, just because there is no certainty. But even though I've been with him for a short time, I feel like I've been grasping something like the temperature difference between what Mr. Ars said and done. That guy right now is probably not really going to force me to take him.

Is it, after all, an unsaveable energetic weather idiot where you think like that?

"If anything, do you think Master Noel will come and help us? Unfortunately, he's on Master Ardina's side now. He won't come to you."

"... I know. I'm not asking Master Noel to do something about it. Besides, it was Mr. Elliott and Mr. Sizzle who came to help us when we were talking about Mr. Ars."

With all due respect, I don't think I've been properly thanked yet.

"Well, thank you so much then. Thanks to you for your help. Uh, I'm terribly scared by now."

"No, I didn't want you to thank me."

"Yeah, well, thanking me isn't even a belly addition, and I'd like more of something else if you would. For example, I have information about your relationship with Noel and who you are."

And, suddenly, another man's voice broke in, so me and Mr. Elliot dotted their eyes.

"Mr. Sizzle."

When did they sneak behind us was one of those who helped me out of Mr. Ars, Mr. Sizzle. He narrows his thin eyes with a grin and raises one hand.

"Surprised. Suddenly what?"

"Huh? 'Cause I heard you want to show us your gratitude?

You're the same hell of an ear, this guy.

"So I was hoping you'd let me talk to him instead of feeling"

"No, my story doesn't add to my stomach at all, does it?"

"Intellectual curiosity is satisfied, right?

Yeah, and here's the guy to say it.

I'm the type of person who hasn't been around me before, so I don't know how to cut it back. As I was pampering my mouth, Mr. Elliot gave me a helping boat.

"You, don't stick your neck in anything that way. Lord Noel will take care of you."

He's the one who talks about experience.

"Shut up."

Oh, the clouds are getting suspicious.

"... and well, make the joke around here. I'm here to get you both. He said we should all get together for lunch soon."

Saying, Mr. Sizzle shrugged his shoulder.

Lunch announcement. If that's all, it feels normal. But the truth is, it was a very strange story.

Because it always feels like caregivers and guards don't just hang out with each other, but somehow get together and somehow eat together. Never before has there been a deliberate (and Mr. Sizzle) call.

My question like that would have appeared on my thoughtful face.

Mr. Sizzle continued his words with a bitter smile.

"Ardina says she wants to have dinner with us."

"Huh!"

Me and Mr. Elliot face each other.

"Nah... why?

"I don't know. Ask him in person."

"Anyway, if that's true, it's not a good idea if we don't hurry to the dining room. We can't keep Master Ardina waiting."

Mr. Elliot tells me, and I change my mind that's true, too.

"Are you sure you mean the dining room we're letting you use?"

"Isn't that right? Because it looks like Ardina was eating in her private room until this morning."

As we speak, we return to the hallway for a small run.

So I jumped into the dining room - fulfilling it, Nico and Master Ardina, seated in an upbeat mood, and everyone who was nervous and solidified into a bee, greeted us with an unusual air.

That was a strange sight.

There are two large round tables, Master Ardina, sitting around the middle of one of them.

Next to both of them, Noel and Mr. Sotini. After that, the seat was almost filled with the feeling that Mr. Quinn, Master Ardina's escort and caregiver, Gunne, the leader of the guards, and a few other people.

Another table is centred around people who weren't very involved on this road.

In the meantime, I also discovered Mr. Ars, who fits in properly as a member. The Ars invited me to come, and I sat down next to him, mindfully.

"It's been interesting."

I was able to speak to him in an easygoing manner and I was unable to respond at all.

Because I don't know what it is. When I wandered my gaze confused as to what the situation was, I saw Noel at the table across the street.

(Ugh)

- Shit.

I've lost sight of it with tremendous momentum right now.

('Cause it's kind of awkward!

No one, make excuses in your heart.

I get stunned myself that I have so much to be aware of, but now I don't even have the courage to send Noel another glance. Still, I looked around in awe of something that really bothered me.

And be sure.

Mr. Rayburn's not here.

Maybe he just doesn't happen to be here yet.

But it doesn't even look like someone is going to call him, like Mr. Sizzle called us.

Lord Rayburn doesn't seem to be coming.

Apparently he understood exactly what my gaze meant by the seeping of confusion, and Mr. Ars snuck me in the ear.

"Why?"

"I can't allow a witch to dine with us."

I see. If that's the guy, I don't know how to say it.

"Still, Master Ardina forced this dinner party. That's why Lord Rayburn decided not to participate, including in the protest."

"Oh no..."

If I knew that and looked at Master Ardina, I'd feel lonely in my smile. I don't know what her intentions are, but because of this, I guess we all wanted to surround the table.

"Thank you all for coming together"

Lady Ardina, who looked over together with a soft grin, cut her mouth so.

"I'm suddenly sorry. Suddenly, I think you'd all be surprised. But I've always wanted to try this with everyone. I miss eating alone.... Until now, I thought it was the work of a witch, so I silently obeyed her, but I want to stop doing that."

So, uh, Master Ardina lays her eyes down.

"... I don't want to do anything that doesn't fulfill the role I've been given and claims all my hopes. But I don't get many opportunities like this. Um, of course, I promise you, there's nothing to blame for today."

"It's just lunch, so you don't have to face the end of the world like that. That's the opportunity in the corner, and let's have fun."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Ars, next door, raised his voice in a light tone.

Concentrate your gaze on Mr. Ars at once, including me.

"Right, Harka?"

Wow! Talk to me here!?

And I wanted to protest, but now it's more a precondition than that to cut through this place.

"Uh, uh, sure, I was wondering if this would be a good idea, as long as Master Ardina"

I agreed with the mosquito's crying voice.

No, the truth is, I know how Ardina feels, painfully. Because I was the same.

As much as one meal was missed and Mr. O'Turand was present. So I also think it would be best if this luncheon, in the form of so-called rude lectures, could be enjoyed with Wye by all.

But I'm the lowest end of this membership right now.

I'm talking about which mouth can say "rude"...

"Right. If Ardina wants it, there's nothing wrong with it."

There, Mr. Sotini's cover came in unexpectedly.

Ardina brightens her expression all the time next to her with a tung and a soot face. At that time, the innkeepers came into the room with a number of delicious meals.

"Well, that looks delicious!

Master Ardina narrows her eyes before the meal that is arranged in front of her.

"It's been a really long time since I've had such a delicious meal."

Like talking to herself, Master Ardina shrugged.

I felt kind of like crying at her whispering whine like that.