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

Later, Ruth, who noticed it was rather late, sent Celine, who was waiting for Rossa, to her bedroom.

That's how I make sure nobody's in the living room anymore, and then I take Cyrus downstairs, who was a lot dirty. To sneak him into the bath.

The contents are male, but the outside is a girl's doll, so Ruth should stay out of the bath. Cyrus complained that she didn't like the bath because her body was difficult to wash, but when she had to take a bath, she was shouting joy. They don't mean they don't like baths.

In the meantime, Ruth was to prepare a dress change that had gotten worse in a dispute with Orha. Ruth's clothes don't change it very much, so when I looked for the storage, I found the unbuttoned shirt I wore in my childhood. When I stopped wearing the clothes, I would give them to other houses, but I guess I happened to have left them on hand to see if the color faded badly. Celine may be taking it as a memory, not as a rag. This would just fit the doll's back length.

"Oh, that sounds good - to be honest, I just want my pants, but I can't tell you how luxurious I am."

Ruth laughed bitterly as the adorable facial doll looked odd because she wore an old shirt like a piece.

(Well, I'm glad he's easy to move around, okay?)

The clothes in that dress stand out, and I'm going to try to get them to stand up with this clothes for a while.

Later, Ruth, who took a bath herself, decided to go to bed before she crossed the date.

(Tiana said I'm not doing weird tricks, so I don't have any more bad dreams.)

It would be the cause of Ruth's nightmare, Flor doll Cyrus sleeps happily on the blanket bed he has now made simple. I don't think I'd be scared anymore if I saw that one.

When Cyrus was making her surround think she was a doll, she was put in a standing position, so sleeping slowly seemed to stir her up. When I heard that, Ruth felt rather a little pitiful.

I was thinking about when I would tell my family about Cyrus, but Ruth was asleep when I realized it was due to a lack of sleep for a while here.

"……………… Ruth, Ruth"

Sleeping without dreaming, Ruth noticed a voice that had sounded in her head. It's a warm voice I used to hear when I was young. At the same time, I thought you'd stopped listening at all lately.

The first person to open his eyelid was Celine, as expected. The complexion is not very good.

"…………………… Mother? Hmm? Mother!? Oh, that, why are you in your room?

"'Cause you won't be awake forever......"

"Oh, that's already the time?

When I woke up surprised by Celine's words, the window was already open and I could see the outside, much brighter. I can see it's later than the time I'm always awake.

"…… Oh, I'm sorry. Sleek."

Celine must have come in to wake me up because Ruth's room isn't even specially locked unless she needs to. I might have been angry 'don't come into the room on your own' if you were in adolescence, but I rather feel sorry for letting you take the trouble out of me because of my previous life I didn't have adolescence.

(Been a long time since you slept)

After all, as Tiana said, Ruth had Alec's art of protecting him, and he never had a nightmare. Because of this, I slept well and slept too much. After all, that nightmare just seemed to come from Ruth's fear. A little pitiful.

"It's okay, if you slept well. I can't believe I'm sleepy but I can't sleep well..."

Ruth frowns at my mother's words.

"Maybe you're having weird dreams or something? A really bad one, like………."

"Huh? Right... sort of..."

Celine clouded her words, but her face said 'I had a very bad dream'.

(Tiana said the black Moya technique is on everyone, after all, making everyone in the village dream nasty dreams)

It's also a problem that a weird bunch of people have come to the village, but Ruth's heart is in a hurry to see if it's better to deal with this problem early as well. But I just told Celine that and Ruth doesn't have a solution. I decided to keep my mouth shut that I shouldn't be anxious.

(Gotta be real quick)

So far Celine seems to think it's just a nightmare too, but she can get sick if her insomnia continues like this.

"Mom, if it's hard, you can sleep. I'll do what I can. … I want you to cook at the inn."

"What are you talking about, it's okay. And if I let you cook, it's gonna be a big deal."

"…… Indeed."

What my mother is saying is not wrong. Alec always tells me it's delicious, but it's Ruth's dish that even that sweet Rossa sometimes shuts up. I can't say enough about the food. I know very well that my arms are not far from Celine.

(I need to be able to cook without my mother...... seriously learn it)

Ruth gets up thinking about the future and heads to the chest to get dressed. Having seen it, Celine left the room, but when Ruth finished dressing, she returned to the room with something as if it had been foreseen.

"What's wrong, Mother?

"... Ruth. I don't care what kind of hobby you have, but if you don't really care about Alec, don't do it. She's gonna be jealous."

"What, all of a sudden? What do you mean?"

"Yes, this is what I used to make and play with when I was little, I'll give it to you. So stop wearing those clothes for a minute. It just doesn't look good on her."

"Huh? That kid?

Without listening to the bewildered words of Ruth, it was with the grin of the Virgin Mary that Celine perceived it all - a little garment that looked like a girl, not a person's. Because of their size, they're smaller clothes than human babies.

(Ah, - Ahhhh!

Ruth looked at Cyrus the Flor doll sleeping on the floor in a shabby motion.

Happy or unhappy, Cyrus the Flor doll is lying in a simple bed without snoring. Exactly in an atmosphere like "Ruth let me change my flor doll and put it to bed next to me”.

"Or, Mother, no. This is a misunderstanding. For a reason……………"

Celine, who came into the room to wake Ruth, must have “guessed" at this. in Ruth's own unintended direction.

"It's okay. Because people have their own hobbies. I don't even know what it's like to look at a cute doll and want to love it. You just happen to be a boy, you don't have to be proud, but if you're in the house, leave me alone. But if Alec doesn't like it, just think about it."

Celine's warm eyes staring at Ruth, saying so, belonged to her understanding and kind mother.

(Ugh!! Completely, misunderstood!

Ruth panicked when he was hung up on the "adult son who woke up playing with dolls after he was twenty years old” filter. It's not if you're showing care, trying to teach the truth later because Celine is already afraid.

(I won't deny that some people in the world like that, and if you like them, you should, but I'm not!

Ruth doesn't have a hobby for playing with dolls.

"No, Mother! This doll, first of all, is not a flor doll, but, uh, alive! In a man! Um, talk. I had dinner, too! So these clothes aren't my hobbies, either. He said it would be nice for this guy to move easily."

But if you don't explain to solve the misunderstanding, the more hasty you are, the better the word doesn't connect. That gives me a gradual, excuse-like vibe.

Celine's eyebrows, who had tender eyes, gradually drifted away.

"No more excuses like that! If it's a hobby, be grand, and I can't believe you're a man with a girl doll... If it's such a delusion, that's fine..."

"Paranoia!? Oh, so!

Ruth turns blue on Celine, who has even begun to interpret another. Totally in Celine, Ruth's secret hobby had been developed.

"Mother said no. Hey, Cyrus, wake up! Wake up! I'll give you dinner, wake up! Cyrus!"

If this happens, I'll have to ask Cyrus to wake up and tell me the truth. Then some of the apologies you said yesterday were one stone and two birds. I thought so.

……

- But Cyrus won't wake up when Ruth shakes at the heart. On top of that, it's the one sleeping in an upright immobile position, so it just looks like a doll. Ruth resented 'Why, therefore now' even though he was in a terrible position yesterday.

As Ruth was about to wake up Cyrus in a cold sweat, she heard Celine's deep sigh.

"... Yes, yes, I understand. That's the thing. Yeah, fine. I didn't see anything. But I'll leave the old doll-playing clothes in Ruth's room. It's about the size of a doll I had when I was a kid, so I'm sure it will fit. You can do whatever you want."

"No, I do appreciate the clothes. But!"

"I already thought you were putting it in the house again, even in the occassion, because I'm definitely taking a lot of meals, but you weren't. As far as I'm concerned, I'm relieved. So, don't worry about it. Let's go downstairs first."

"So, no, no, no, Mother!

Guess all the shame and pride of my son (?) Shit Celine goes straight down the stairs without looking back. She's going to take 'My Son's Secret Hobbies' for granted.

"Uh-huh. Mei? I'm hungry……………."

Later the ones left were Ruth, who had the doll's clothes in his hand, and Cyrus, who by now would say his bedtime words.

My mother's generous love hurts, Ruth wept with her heart.

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After finishing the inn breakfast and eating ourselves, Ruth couldn't stand Celine smiling at the Mercy Mother and just returned to her room. By the way, Cyrus' meal is being sneaked out.

We had less breakfast because Rossa wasn't around, and we needed to avoid Celine's gaze and bring out the food. If you don't make excuses later, you'll be making a thief scene again.

Upon returning to the room, Cyrus and Orha had seen the costume and dressed. I kind of feel like I'm sneaking up on two little animals.

"Not only is that wife, beautiful, but people are nice. I'm a little concerned about the cuteness, but I think you have pants."

"…… It's all made by my mother."

"Wow, you hand sew doll clothes. Well, it gives you more personality than a mass-produced ready-made product."

"…… Right."

Ruth sighed and listened to Cyrus' praise for Celine.

There was an unexpected variety of doll clothes that Celine gave me, from one-piece clothes to bedtime clothes to ethnic costumes like Chinese dresses. Each one seems to be hand-crafted and the size of Cyrus' body is no problem. The buttons are also made small and finely in a way that is close to human clothing. I guess this is how she got better at sewing.

Cyrus was in a good mood after changing the top to a greasy chinese dress style ethnic costume and the bottom to sleeping trousers. Enough to ask Ruth to put her hair together. He always thought it was out of the way.

"Yes, please."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Cyrus was pleased with his neat neck. Tied her hair and put her pants on, she lost her teenage look and had an increased boyish vibe. This would still fit the way he talks.

"That's a lot of sighing. What's wrong? What's wrong?

"No, stick around. It's just... it's something that doesn't work in the world."

"What are you talking about in the morning?

"……… leave me alone for a moment."

Ruth looked away.

I took Cyrus to Celine and proved that it was not a hobby, but I thought back to thinking about how it would be so annoying.

I'm sure I'm ashamed of that, but there are two more problems in this village at the same time. It's the invasion of that weird group and the black Moya curse that Tiana is hanging from all the villagers she was saying.

Even though those two things are enough storm-calling for a peaceful village, if they distract Cyrus from who he is, it is decided to confuse him even more. It is a talking doll. Besides, it's a beautiful girl doll on the outside, but the contents are men. Probably an older woman than Ruth.

If I tell Celine, she'll tell Marianne the story. And I don't think Marianne, who took Cyrus home and left him in the room, can stay calm.

(I'm sure he would have dressed in front of me or something...)

I thought I shouldn't tell you who Cyrus was for a while, even for Marianne. At least not until that group leaves and the curse is cleared up. It is not a good idea to bring up each of the three or four problems at the same time.

(Until then, patience)

Until then, Ruth will have to hold the title of a man who has grown up and woken up to play with dolls. The only salvation is that Celine has no way of saying it.

Pass the meal to Cyrus as he sighs. He is still happy to flatten it all. I really wonder where the food is going.

"Well, I have business to attend to so I'm going out. Mr. Cyrus can go outside, but don't let the villagers find him. Even if they find you, pretend to be a doll and make fun of yourself, right?

"Eh, you're not gonna tell me to stay home?

"It's useless to say that to Mr. Cyrus, who can fly freely through the sky, right?

Even yesterday Cyrus was floating and moving in the universe. It is impossible to decide to lock him in the house like that. Then you'd better make sure people are only careful and stay free without stressing.

Fortunately, my body is not big, and the clothes I changed are less noticeable than before. If you act like an adult, 'The doll in the Blau family is moving!' What a rumor it won't be.

"… is that okay with you? Right."

"What's wrong?

Though I thought that I would be glad to crouch with Orha, Cyrus tilted his neck like a little bit of a shudder.

"... No, I was expecting to be tied up one way or the other, locked up in a room, and put in a box like yesterday again."

"That's because I thought the Flor doll was hanging on the curse and moving on its own. I'm not doing anything to imprison you."

"You're still moving on your own, aren't you?

"Now that we have a conversation, I know that if you ask me, you will stop. What scares me is who I can't speak to."

Ruth was afraid of the Flor doll because, of course, he thought it was someone who was too pretty to communicate with, as well as the fact that his behavior made no sense. Humans hate demons for the same reason. There's nothing more scary than someone who doesn't know what they're going to do. Of course, I know there are other people in the people who can't talk even if the words make sense, but that's a different story.

"So you can stay free. However, if you find it and make a scene, you can't leave it at our house, it will be sent to the worst laboratory and it will be dismantled - so be very careful for yourself"

"Oh, wow."

To be honest, I want you to pretend to be a doll in the house for the most part. But when people say no, it's their habit to want to do it. Then it would be better to tolerate it to some extent and protect me if I told you to stop this any longer. That happened a lot in my previous life.

The other day, when I locked it in the box, it was enough to pull it out and look for food, and Cyrus made a concession thinking it would fit into this.

"But didn't you say you asked for a job or something?

"That's what I want to do, but it's fine now. It's a little messy out there, so I'll ask you when it's done."

"Mm-hmm. Got it."

Cyrus said so, posing as a salute. Even though it looks like a cosplay doll, it looks strangely like a soldier. He made a statement as if he were a soldier, so it's also likely that he really was.

(But being a "soldier" could really be dead...)

Ruth shakes his head and pays for the floating hunch.

When I opened the window and made the entrance and exit for Cyrus, I left the house with Orha on my back for the first time in a long time.