When I got to the dining room, I was framed for rubbing my eyes many times. Why? 'Cause that's where the guy who waited for me--
"I'm home.... Meg"
"Gil, Gil!
It's not a dream! It's real!! Happily I rushed out to Mr. Gill. I thought I heard your voice yesterday, but wasn't it a dream? Or maybe it's just a dream. Yeah, I don't care about that! Oh, dive. Bye!
"Gil! Welcome back!
"Oh.... were you being a good boy?
"I was!
Gill, who took me lightly for a jumping attack with a rushing momentum and held me in his left arm with a hug, spoke to me with a soft grin. This stable hug is definitely the real Mr. Gill!
I stuck with it, but I was hacked. I rush to pet Mr. Gill's body everywhere. I never feel comfortable. It was a great muscle though.
"What...?
"Oh, Gil, are you hurt?"
Yes, it was your job, so I was worried that you might be hurt somewhere. But I know Mr. Gill is so strong, I'm not that worried about him. But look, as far as I'm concerned about losing someone I can trust, anyway.
"Huh?"
I was waiting for your reply as I stared up at Mr. Gill, but with my big hands I was suppressed in the back of my head and I was supposed to bury my face in Mr. Gill's chest. Something.
"... no problem. No injuries, etc."
"Good for you then!
I was gently stroked with my pom pom and head as it was. Is it a lightning mask? Maybe he was embarrassed to be worried. Besides, it feels like a little guy like me told you to, doesn't it?
"Mr. Gill is illuminating......!
Maryla was just surprised to see something unusual nearby. That's still a rare reaction. Enjoy yourself. It works, it works!
"Are we going to have breakfast?
"That's right! What about Girshi?
"Coming up."
And then you'll eat here with me! So the three of us are going to have breakfast today with Maryla and Gil! Mr. Gill wouldn't have complained about Maryla either. I guess it still means Juma can't be special. Poor Juma.
"Morning, Meg. Are you with Gil today?
"Ha, no! Yes, what is it?"
"You look happy. That's right, parents aren't."
Apparently, Mr. Gill has established himself as my guardian within the guild. It was Mr. Gill who brought me here, wasn't it?
"Maryla feels like a maid, and Mr. Shrier's a master, right? I guess I'm a cook bitch."
Haha and laughing. Sister Chiolis like that is still fine today. And I don't care if it fits you or not, but Mr. Chiolis is not a woman! Your sister's skin, but she's still young!
"Wow, am I a maid of honor? Looks like you want your sister!
"Hmm? Sister, isn't that Mr. Saura's position?
"Mm-hmm, you're after my sister Pozi! I'm not giving up.
I'm not sure. Burning a fighting spirit, Mr. Maryla. She thinks she's a sweet enough sister... I've lived far less years, but what do you say? I'd feel older if I were your age. That's why I feel so close to my sister Pozi, I'm sorry.
"Yes, please wait! Sausage and croissant sandwiches in consomme soup and salad for breakfast today!
"Hey hey hey hey hey!!
"It's easy to overflow, so I cut Meg's to bite size."
"Thank you. Thank you."
A menu that looks delicious as ever. The meal so far has been delicious, so you can be sure! And you don't have any dishes or size for kids? Until now, it was a teaspoon or something and the plate was just a small plate, but this is definitely a kid's plate. Spoons and forks also have cute handles for easy holding in small hands!
"Have you noticed? Heh heh, we can't help but find Meg cute! Carter, the blacksmith, and Maille, the decorator, prepared dishes, chairs, and everything else you need for your little one. There would have been a chair, wouldn't there? So is that."
Oh, my God! I really need to thank you for that. If you ask me, Mr. Carter and Mr. Maille are the leaders in charge. It's a luxury to have the top make it on purpose.
"Saura guy...... you mean it"
"Right. Didn't you allow Meg to compromise because it's what she uses?
No way, was it Mr. Saura who gave the instructions? … it was just overprotective. Of course, I appreciate it!
The croissant sandwich is a crisp tooth that does not betray expectations when it is put in the mouth and chewed. I was happy with the fluffy texture and butter flavors spreading across my mouth right after that. There's lettuce, eggs and cheese between the breads, and they're good enough to eat! But I really get this bread dough overflowing with rundown. She said it was cut to bite size, but if I did! But it was very surreal how Gil cleaned it up.
"Wow, there's no gap in my hand......!
Mr. Maryla, a declaration of defeat. Mr. Gill, take good care of him!
Then a round fat sausage. I can't wait to hear the pacifier! I'd love to eat more, but I also have soup and salad, so I'm full. Drinking milk after a meal with great satisfaction, Maryla asked me what I was planning for today.
"Um, Kaisha today. Whatever!
When I told him so vigorously, everyone in the dining room stopped moving simultaneously, and then began to let the cold air drift. Hey, what's up...?
"Don't worry. I'm going to get to the escort."
In that one word of Mr. Gill, the cold air fogged and I heard a sigh of relief here and there. Mr. Maryla was also good, a momentum that just shed tears that he was really good.... why.
But not if I care!
"Gil, were you coming with me?!?
"Oh. I heard you were looking for an escort last night while you were making a report. I rushed back."
They were actually planning to go back tomorrow, but you think they cleaned up the work they had left and went back in the middle of the night?... I know you're working fast and competent, but over-protection is just as laudable when it gets this far.
"But if Mr. Gill is with you, I'm relieved! Have fun, Meg."
"Ahhh! Shimmer!"
But I'm sure I'm happy. Three dates with Mr. Kay and Mr. Gill!
Hmm? Kay and Gil...? I can't really imagine the conversation between the two of you. What happens now? Mr. Gill is handsome too, so I wonder if Kay is at that rate. We're not close, are we?
... Hope you're all right today!