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    Really Really Decorating the Lair

    Really Really Decorating the Lair

    Really Really Decorating the Lair

     

    Hearing the voice speaking with genuine concern rather than teasing, I couldn’t help but freeze.

    If Grandma Lecia was saying such things.

    It meant that my lair looked even worse than an abandoned house to others.

    ‘……’

    Was I shocked because I received such an evaluation despite working hard to decorate it?

    Or was I shocked to realize that my efforts were meaningless?

    I don’t really know what it is, but I’m feeling a bit sad and drooping.

    Seo-rin hurriedly picked me up and said.

    “Ha-eun, it’s not like that! You know, that thing! That thing where grandmothers want their grandchildren to be in good places!”

    I understand what she meant to say.

    But what Seo-rin was saying now was no different from saying that the lair I created wasn’t a good place.

    My lips, which I had been holding back until now, pouted out, and I couldn’t hide my emotions anymore.

    ‘……’

    I disliked everything.

    I was lying limp in Seo-rin’s arms.

    Grandma Lecia, who had been looking around my lair, seemed to have finished her inspection and turned around with a worried expression.

    “If I had known it would be like this, I should have come sooner. Even if the child wanted to make it herself, still, without even ensuring safety…”

    Grandma Lecia suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

    Then she closed her mouth and, elegantly squinting her eyes, said to us.

    “Ha-eun… you’re here?”

    “……”

    Normally, it would have been right to answer “yes” with a bright smile.

    But my body didn’t seem to want such a sensible action, instead openly showing ‘I’m upset’ by drooping my tail.

    I tried to act like I was okay, thinking I shouldn’t be like this.

    ‘I have no strength…’

    Whether it’s the body’s influence or not, I keep drooping and can’t muster any strength at all.

    While I’m flopping around like a rolling plastic bag.

    Grandma Lecia, watching my mood, approaches and tries to speak to me with a forced smile.

    “… Ha-eun?”

    The primordial dragon, Philip Lecia, said to possess absolute power and authority.

    It seemed like it might be the first time she was at a loss for words, looking flustered.

    Those around were watching with extremely surprised expressions.

    “What that grandmother said was because she was worried about Ha-eun’s health… No, that’s not it.”

    Grandmother Lecia, perhaps thinking it was better to admit her mistake than to make excuses.

    Gently stroking my head, she apologized.

    “I’m sorry. Can you forgive grandmother?”

    In response to that question, I nodded and reacted saying it was okay.

    Of course, I only nodded, but since my mood hadn’t improved at all, I couldn’t help but pout.

    Grandmother Lecia looked at me like that, thought for a moment, then spread her arms and suggested something to me.

    Seeing this, I thought it was right to follow grandmother’s suggestion at times like this, so I came down and hugged Grandmother Lecia.

    The smell of expensive perfume.

    Thinking it was a scent that somehow calmed my heart, I was blinking my eyes when Grandmother Lecia carefully arranged my hair and continued speaking.

    “Come to think of it, my dear. You couldn’t eat because grandmother was coming, right? Grandmother knew that might happen and packed a lunchbox, would you like to try a bite?”

    I almost nodded unconsciously at those words.

    But somehow, wanting to eat as soon as we met seemed like the reason for meeting Grandmother Lecia was for food, so I shook my head.

    “……”

    Grandmother Lecia spoke to me with a very shocked face.

    “Oh, you won’t eat? Is it because you’re upset about what grandmother said earlier?”

    I shook my head to indicate that wasn’t the case, but.

    Ha-eun doesn’t listen well to others, as is typical of adults.

    They interpret my reaction differently and speak to me urgently.

    “Still, you need to eat. You’re so skinny. It breaks this grandmother’s heart to see Ha-eun so thin… Can’t you eat just one spoonful?”

    “That’s not…”

    “Well then, how about half a spoon? Just try a little. Grandmother asked the best cook in the world to make this lunchbox, so it’s sure to be delicious.”

    “……”

    If this continues, it seems like the same words will be repeated endlessly.

    I had no choice but to nod.

    Grandmother Lecia looked at me and sighed in relief as she spoke.

    “Thank you so much for listening to grandmother.”

    “… Yes.”

    “Now then, let’s go eat.”

    With those final words, she patted me gently.

    Then she carefully lifted me up as if carrying something truly precious.

    Just as I was thinking how strange this felt.

    “Chae-a is here too!”

    The momentarily forgotten Chae-a tugs slightly at Grandmother Lecia’s clothes and confidently says.

    “Chae-a eats well too!”

    Seeing this, Grandmother Lecia, perhaps feeling guilty for forgetting Chae-a for a moment.

    Hurriedly picks up Chae-a and begins to pat her as well.

    “That’s right, let’s go eat, Chae-a.”

    “Yes!”

    “That’s right.”

    Chae-a seemed quite happy to be lifted up, smiling broadly and letting out a cheerful laugh.

    As I watched Chae-a laughing beside me, I felt my mood gradually improving, and I smiled a little in response.

    *

    An excessive amount of food for a lunchbox was laid out in the lair.

    Originally, we had planned to eat in the guest reception room, not in my lair.

    But since Grandma Lecia seemed to feel sorry for calling my lair a dump, she suggested eating in my lair, so now the small space was crowded with people sharing food.

    There was barely room to step with all the people and food laid out.

    I was feeling a bit happy about receiving attention from so many people when.

    Suddenly, Grandma Lecia briefly spoke to someone who appeared to be an executive from the association.

    “I’d like to purchase the land around here, including Ha-eun’s lair. Is the association willing to sell?”

    = Sell it.

    Although her tone seemed to be asking for an opinion, the words contained within were quite forceful, causing the association executive to look very perplexed.

    It seems they were caught off guard by this unexpected approach.

    As I watched the flustered association executive, trying to read the situation, the executive spoke up with a bewildered expression.

    “I’m truly sorry, but selling the land around here is… a bit difficult. Since we receive support from the central government, it’s not 100% owned by the association.”

    “Hmm.”

    Grandma Lecia smiled brightly at those words and seemed to ponder for a moment.

    The people nearby quickly read the atmosphere.

    Then, after whispering something to each other, they came up with the answer, “We, we’ll sell it.”

    I was blinking in confusion at the current situation.

    Grandma Lecia continued speaking while patting my head.

    “Then it would be best to proceed in the form of a loan.”

    The expression quickly softened, as if lending wasn’t difficult.

    I was still worried that it might be too forceful, but.

    Grandma Lecia continued speaking while poking my cheek.

    “Don’t worry too much. This is a good offer for them too.”

    If that’s the case, then it’s fortunate.

    I was feeling Grandma Lecia’s touch while letting out a sigh of relief.

    Grandma carefully picked up a nearby sausage and offered it to me.

    “Perseus said you really like sausages. Grandma went and bought this herself.”

    This is food with care added to care.

    I couldn’t refuse such food, so I carefully accepted and ate it. Grandma Lecia was very happy and said to me.

    “That’s right. Now, how about this…”

    An endless barrage of food.

    It feels like she’s removing fish bones for me from the side as she feeds me, which makes me feel very sorry.

    After accepting food for a while, I thought this couldn’t go on, so I quickly picked up some food with a fork and said to Grandma.

    “You eat this.”

    At my action, Grandma Lecia froze and said to me.

    “A-are you giving this to Grandma?”

    “Yes!”

    I was tilting my head, wondering if I should obviously give it to them.

    Grandmother Lecia speaks to me with a very touched expression.

    “With Ha-eun, I’m experiencing something I never experienced when raising Perseus.”

    “…?”

    “Oh, how lovely.”

    Grandmother kept expressing her affection by rubbing my cheeks as if I was truly adorable.

    I didn’t mind it and was giggling, when

    Perseus, who was standing nearby, spoke to Grandmother Lecia as if he was bewildered.

    “It can’t be helped. Dragons are inherently individualistic, so during their hatchling stage, they prioritize themselves over others.”

    “Is that so? Our Ha-eun did it though?”

    “……”

    Perseus seemed to have nothing else to say and closed his mouth.

    Then he looked at me with an expectant gaze.

    It seemed like he wanted me to give him food too, so after thinking for a moment,

    ‘I should give him some since he helped a lot.’

    Thinking that I should repay kindness, I swallowed my embarrassment and fed him a sausage.

    “Hmm. Come to think of it, I think I was wrong when I was young.”

    “It’s good that you realize it now.”

    The atmosphere is more harmonious than I expected.

    I was smiling along, enjoying the scene, when I noticed Chae-a sitting next to me with her eyes tightly closed, making an ‘ah’ sound towards me.

    ‘I guess she was envious of me feeding others.’

    Thinking that Chae-a is cute like that.

    While I’m busy putting food that Chae-a usually likes into my mouth.

    Grandmother Lecia asks me a question.

    “Ha-eun, would you allow this grandmother to help decorate your lair?”

    “My lair?”

    “Yes. It’s common for hatchlings to receive help from adults.”

    I’m not sure if what grandmother is saying is true.

    Regardless of the truth, it was a bit awkward to refuse, so I nodded.

    “Then grandmother will help as much as possible, so let’s make it pretty.”

    With those final words, grandmother pulled out a black card from her bosom.

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