episode_0100

Camilla has a blank expression, and her reaction is weaker than expected.

Hmm, did I get too nosy?

I scratched my head in embarrassment.

…but.

If I think about it carefully, I think I would have the same reaction as Camilla.

Those who lecture as if they know everything and are right just because they were born early are hated at best and despised at worst.

“Ugh… .”

Only when I remembered that fact did I realize that I had made a mistake.

I’m abnormally old, but Camilla won’t go anywhere and be ignored because of her age.

… I guess I sounded too old-fashioned?

He rolled his eyes and looked at Camilla.

Still looking dazed.

I think it can still be learned.

He awkwardly raised one corner of his mouth and smiled at Camilla.

“Well, not everything I say is true, so judge for yourself… ?”

I was just trying to get some advice.

Why does it seem like the more I open my mouth, the uglier I become?

I can’t stop now.

I wave my arms around in a panic, trying my best to tell Camilla that I ‘didn’t mean to offend you!’

“So what I’m saying is… .”

“Pfft.”

Camilla seemed to sense my earnestness, and smiled slightly even before I finished speaking. Her expression seemed much more relieved.

“Yeah, I guess what grandma said is right.”

What is this sudden positivity?

Gulp – I swallowed.

This could be a trap question, so you need to answer it carefully.

He opened his mouth as if to check the mood, wiggling his fingers.

“… Not all of them are correct.”

I felt secretly proud after saying that.

Isn’t this a comprehensive expression that says that what I say can be somewhat affirmed, and that Camilla’s thoughts are also correct?

I’m sure Camilla would be satisfied too.

With that thought in mind, let’s take a quick look at Camilla.

What is this?

“What? Then everything you’ve said so far was a lie?”

Pak- He has a furrowed brow and a look of discontent on his face.

“That’s not it!”

He quickly waved his arms and denied Camilla’s suspicions.

…Pretense!

I told Camilla with 100% sincerity.

If you don’t know my feelings, you will be disappointed.

Camilla’s eyes began to soften at the sight of me, and then she made a peculiar expression that made her look irritated.

“Then what do you mean not all of them are correct?”

“…”

I bit my lip because I had absolutely nothing to say.

… I misspoke.

Nothing will change even if you blame yourself later.

“Huh? Grandma? Why aren’t you talking?”

Camilla’s words continued as if urging,

All I can say here is the usual words.

“… I’m sorry.”

Let’s mutter while avoiding eye contact,

Not the usual, muffled, mocking laughter.

“Ahahaha!”

A hearty, hearty laugh was heard, and given Camilla’s appearance, it could even be considered cute.

…Why are you laughing all of a sudden?

My eyes widened, I couldn’t quite grasp the situation.

I tilt my head, wondering why he’s suddenly laughing in this situation.

“Ah… Really.”

Camilla laughed so hard that tears welled up in her eyes.

“Thank you, Grandma. It’s been a while since I laughed so hard.”

Could it be that Camilla has been up to some mischievous pranks?

Looking at Camilla talking like that, that might be true… .

“Um, okay… .”

Not all doubts are cleared up.

… This must be the first or second time that I’ve been through this.

Still, I didn’t question him,

I didn’t want to bring it up on purpose and get cornered again.

Above all else.

Wouldn’t something good be good?

Like Camilla, I too smiled bashfully.

“Then let’s go back.”

It’s time to go back,

He tapped Camilla’s shoulder twice and then moved on.

“Let’s go back? What do you mean, Grandma?”

Tried to move,

If Camilla hadn’t put her hand on my shoulder.

“… Hmm?”

“Can’t you see it over there?”

Camilla raised her index finger and pointed toward the top of the mountain.

What was there?

A question arose and I followed Camilla’s fingertips with my gaze.

“Ah.”

Spilled red water and what were once monsters were piled up so high that they formed a huge wall.

no way.

“Do I have to clean all that up and leave?”

No, when will it take to clean all that up?

Just me and Camilla?

Let’s make a face as if it’s absurd.

“… Then what?”

Camilla took on an awkward posture, as if she was rather taken aback.

“The smell of blood and meat wafting from there, would other things just pass by?”

That’s certainly true, but… .

Why should I do that?

Just as I was about to pout my lips in frustration, Camilla continued.

“And the stench is also a problem.”

“…”

“No matter how far it is from the village, there’s a festival coming up soon, so don’t be so picky.”

No, so the question is why do I have to do that?

I just kicked the ground for no reason.

Although it was a sign that she didn’t want to do it, Camilla ignored it and pushed my back.

“Clean it up quickly!”

Does that mean my legs will be pushed?

I dug my feet into the ground like a tree rooting itself and began to hold on.

“Ugh! I don’t want to do it!”

The expression of will was a bonus.

Camilla opened her mouth with a look of disgust in her eyes.

“Why don’t you want to do it! If you’re like me, it’ll be over in no time!”

What the hell is this? You think it’ll be over quickly if I do it?

I’m only a little good at handling a sword, but I have no expertise in cleaning.

Why has anonymity been my scapegoat until now?

“I can’t do it!”

He threw himself onto the dirty dirt floor and stretched out on the mat.

“… Are you really that crazy?”

A look of contempt began to creep into Camilla’s eyes.

… it hurts.

Still, what I don’t want to do is what I don’t want to do.

I’m the one who handed those things over, so why are you asking me to clean up the mess?

This is a very ungrateful act, repaying kindness with enmity.

You stick out your lips like that and close your eyes.

“Haaa… .”

Camilla’s deep sigh was heard.

Well, I still won’t do it.

My will is already firm, no matter how ruthless Camilla is, who is called Iron-Blooded.

You can’t break me.

“… Okay, I’ll give you one of my favorite drinks.”

Huh, how dare you try to bribe me with something like that.

This is truly incredibly foolish.

“Huh, I don’t drink alcohol or anything.”

He turned his head roughly.

Then Camilla swept her forehead a few times and opened her mouth slightly.

“… The pickling liquor I mentioned before.”

“Pickle?”

Perk up – ears perk up.

“Yeah, that’s the strawberry that Grandma is crazy about.”

Strawberry pickle… .

“Tsup-”

He wiped the drool dripping from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and then sat up.

“How do I deal with them?”

Isn’t there a saying like this from ancient times?

If you can’t buy happiness with strawberries, check to see if you have enough strawberries.

I can’t resist strawberries.

A bright smile appeared on her face.

* * *

On the way back after finishing cleaning up.

The sun has already made its presence felt above the snow-covered ground, its head half-down.

“It’s already this late.”

I looked over the mountain with a hazy expression,

Camilla poured cold water on this warm atmosphere.

“… If only grandma hadn’t been slacking off in the middle of work, it wouldn’t have ended up like this.”

“Hehe, what are you talking about.”

Sneakingly- he avoided Camilla’s gaze.

Camilla found my appearance even more absurd, and let out a short, empty laugh before opening her mouth.

“Because Grandma keeps doing that-”

I closed my ears.

I didn’t know much about Camilla because I had never been with her for this long.

Once this guy starts nagging, there’s no end to it.

You’re just walking around blankly like that.

“Master.”

In the distance, a nameless person waving his hand came into view.

“Disciple! I missed you!”

“Grandma…! Hey!!! Are you running away?!”

Running away? That’s ridiculous.

I never run away.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen my disciple, how could I not be happy?

I just want to welcome back my disciple.

He ran towards the nameless man, who was standing with his arms spread wide, one corner of his mouth raised in a crooked manner.

“Disciple!”

“Master!”

The touching hug that followed soon made me wipe away my tears.

I finally escaped from Camilla.

Of course, even putting this joy aside, it was true that I was happy to have met Moo-myeong.

That would be the case, has he ever been separated from anonymity for this long?

I don’t remember, but even if there were, it would be extremely rare.

Anonymous also smiled brightly and looked down at me, as if he was happy to see me.

“Are you here?”

“Yeah, have you been waiting long?”

A joke, said with a snicker,

Moo-myeong, who was expected to nod his head at him, nodded and opened his mouth.

“Yes, I’ve been waiting for a long time.”

It’s quite peculiar.

He stretched his arms out over his head and stroked the nameless man’s head.

Unlike me, who has soft, flowing hair, her hair is somewhat choppy and frizzy.

I really like that feeling,

Ignoring the strange stares from those around him, he continued to stroke the nameless head.