The Traveling Hero Won’t Let the Innkeeper’s Son Escape

Looking back at her voice, a five- or six-year-old girl with a doll under her hallway was staring at this one. The brown hair, close to red with a length to the shoulder, and the eyes emitting strange shades were very similar to the dickhouse. She's an unbelievable girl with a big red bow and a light skirt.

The girl went to the back of the first floor after Ruth and the others asked her how she was doing.

"Lady Tiana"

"That's the lady...... haha, did she hate you ~. And, eh, Ed!?

When Ruth tried to follow up after seeing Benno frown slightly at the girl's attitude, Ed, who had always been a grown man next door, suddenly let go of his hand and ran towards her.

"Eh, Ed! Wait, he said if I ran at people's house on my own, I can't!

Ruth, who was turning his attention to Benno, is surprised at Ed for sudden action and rushes to chase him. But before that, Benno took control of me.

"Ed-kun is still small, so I can't help it. Dorte, can I take care of Ed-kun?

"Yes."

Dorte, who was holding back behind him, leaves with a small run to follow Ed. Watching how it was going, Benno urged me to go in the opposite direction.

"Mr. Ruth will send you to your room first. Don't worry, Ed, Dorte will take you to your room later."

"Ha, ha... sorry. Really."

Sure, Ed. If they run the mansion by Ruth together, they won't be able to resist managing it. Ruth decides to go to his room apologizing that it would not be more inconvenient to follow Benno here.

(I don't know what's wrong with you, Ed... Something's wrong with you...)

Ever since I came to the mansion, to be exact, after Ruth fluttered outside, there's something wrong with Ed. There are too many things to say and do that don't seem like it.

In the first place, Ed is a child because of his appearance, but the contents are much more adult. I'm not the type to run around where I come to someone else's house. Moreover, the earlier appearance appeared to be more of a "chase after Tiana" than a "run with a shake".

(Hmm, wait. Could it be...... Ed liked girls a lot......?

She didn't seem too interested in women, but speaking of which, even in the inn, she had a faint reaction to Rossa, while she shook a childish smile at Celine who was good at it. I didn't know because I didn't have the same age, but Ed might also be the year to chase if he had a girl normally. A man is a man, even if he is small.

(Tiana was cute...... is that right Ed's preference...... I feel lonely as a brother, but that's a good thing)

When I first met him, I had no idea what Ed was interested in or interested in, but I felt kind of happy as Ruth, who gradually understood his personality and was meant to be my brother.

The room seemed to be upstairs opposite to the one with the Dickhout going up, en route to the left.

When he was put through the room and the butler exited, Ruth sat on the couch where he had been placed.

"It's a big room…………"

Two beds and a sofa set, a closet, etc. were placed in one room twice the size of Ruth's room.

"Ah…… it's here too……………."

And the table next to the sofa set was once again decorated with a picture depicting Natasha. Much smaller than what was in the hallway, the type to stand up for, but I didn't think it was even in the guest room.

"…………………………… good. If you put it back together later."

Ruth gently lay the painting down on the spot. I know you're a picturesque beauty, but it's just uncomfortable being stared at by pictures all the time. It's extra because it's a photographic painting.

(That, what is this book?

When I lay down the painting and then tried to get back on the couch, I noticed that there was a book on that table. A carefully placed book also appears to be placed for leisure time rather than forgotten by someone. Ruth, who was out of hand because Ed wasn't there either, casually took it and opened the book as she sat on a soft couch to jump.

"Uh... 'Happy Afternoon'... That's a subtle title."

Ruth, who opened the first page, frowned at the title that seemed to begin even in the love play, but when she read the contents, she noticed it was a little different from what she expected.

There were also illustrations inside, and the letters were almost made. Maybe it's somewhat close to a picture book.

"Heh..."

Reworked Ruth decides to turn the page and read it.

What was written there was that the protagonist, his sister and brother, would get lost, visit a mansion and attend the birthday party of his daughter, which was about to take place there. Although no major changes will occur, the main character, his sister and brother, will solve the problems that are happening in the mansion one after another and will have a successful birthday party.

"Yeah.... well, that was hilarious"

As for Ruth, who likes adventure theatre, it was a little short, but still not a bad development to uncomfortable after reading it. It feels just right in my spare time.

"Even so, there are sisters and brothers in the mansion. Similar to my current situation..."

As Ruth is crushing herself, a knock sounds through the door. When Ruth spoke, the door opened and Ed and Dorthe entered.

"Ed, where have you been? You can't move around in people's homes on your own."

"………………… I'm sorry"

I was surprised by both the pretence of a good boy and the very dear reply that can be taken seriously, but there is also a Dorte in front of him that caused trouble, so I will push my thoughts to think it's not a good idea if I don't tell Ed properly. Then I lowered my head to Dorte.

"Mr. Dorte, I'm sorry my brother bothered you."

"Fine."

Dorte, who smiled while saying so, once he lowered, pressed the wagon and came into the room again. Apparently, he brought me some tea.

I feel a little sorry for Ruth for the way he treats me as a serious customer. Anyway, Ruth and the others just got lost and came here, because they're not real guests. In the first place, the fact that he is a sister and brother is also a lie.

"Um, I'm really sorry about everything. It's just for one night, but I've been given all these things..."

"No, I don't mind. If your husband is welcome, we will only imitate it. We will take care of you as a customer. And……………"

Dorte knelt softly, placing the cup in front of the Ruth's. Our sense of being out of place is even worse when it comes to tea utensils that are exceptionally more fancy than what we can serve in the village, and beverages that smell different.

"... Your husband also said, if you don't mind being the lady's talker?

"Tiana...... with the lady?

"Yes, I think Ruth and the others can be trusted that the husband who sees people has welcomed you both as guests..."

Dickhout seems to be good at discerning business patterns, human nature, and dangerous humans don't let even the powerful get near the mansion. That's why Dorthe and the others seem to trust Ruth and the others who were gladly invited in by him. It just didn't seem like Dickhout could even spot Ruth's gender.

"But how could you do that to us?

"Actually..."

Speaking of Dorte, apparently Tiana has no friends because she is an only child and rarely leaves the mansion. Besides, everyone in the mansion is an adult, and no one can be Tiana's playmate. In the meantime, Dickhout is usually busy, and his parents and children seem subtle. Because of her mother's absence in such circumstances, Tiana stopped talking and said she now has some hiding from servants.

"Is that so…… that's worrying."

"Yes. The smile disappears from the lady and we want to do something about it, not just the husband, but unfortunately we seem to lack the strength and the lady won't open her heart. So I'd like to ask Dear Tiana and the two of you who are close to your age."

There was a servant on his face who seriously led his husband's daughter. I'm sure Ruth is a woman (who thinks she is) and Ed is a child, so she thinks there are no dangerous elements.

"Okay. I'm going to give you as much voice as I can when I see you. But I can't really roll this one..."

"I don't mind that. My husband has entrusted me with walking around the mansion as long as I don't try to force the locked door open."

"Eh, okay?

"If it's for the lady, I think it doesn't matter to us as well as my husband. Thank you very much."

When he's ready for a bath or meal, Dorte says he'll come find Ruth and the others himself. So at this time of preparation, I was even asked to actively interact with Tiana.

When Dorte talked that far, he pushed the wagon and left the room.

"... that's kind of weird."

Ruth sighs small, surprised by the deliciousness of the tea served.

I got lost and got help, but I never thought I'd want someone to talk to about my daughter.

But if this is the only place in the back of the mountain, I can also snort that I'm starving for them.

I just don't think it's safe to let the strangers Ruth walk freely through the mansion. What would you do if you were a thief? Of course, I'm not going to work stealing at all, but I get too trusted to worry about it the other way around.

"Ed, what do you want me to do............... Ed?

When Ruth sent his gaze to Ed, who was quite and dear, he was annoyed for some reason. The expression is still bright blue of the stiff one, and if you look at the atmosphere, you can see that you are worried about something.

"What's wrong, Ed? Anything wrong?

Ed looked up as Ruth stroked his head gently. The look disappeared from the juvenile look I saw a while ago, and I felt like I was having the same young atmosphere I had seen at first.

"I…… I can't always do anything. I can't change it……………."

"What do you mean?

"Ruth, what can I do………?

"What, Ed?

Ed didn't answer the question and leaned on Ruth when he looked like he was going to suffer. Ruth panicked at the condition.

Ed was also more expressive than usual when he was saddened to know that he could not meet his friends, but now his emotions are conveyed more clearly than ever.

But I was more concerned about why he was suffering than about such a change of expression, and Ruth called out as he stroked his head.

"Ed, what the hell's wrong? Anything wrong? Or did I do something?

All to Ruth's question. Ed shakes his head. But the more I didn't know why and asked the questions, the more powerful I was to grasp Ruth's clothes.