Simmering Jams at the Edge of the Forest

I'm embarrassed to think back and I can't look up. How did this happen? Mark found me a little centimetred, and when I solved the misunderstanding that I didn't miss Mr. Hugh because he left, he dictated.

No, no, that's it. I couldn't stand the subtle atmosphere anymore and I looked for a topic and accidentally asked, "Is a man better than a girl? 'That simple question, that one's been switched on... you're scared of a beautifully shaped awesome smile. I felt the crisis in so many ways.

I know. I didn't really think Mark was from that line either. But I came out aggressively. I think he was a lot tempered.

My mouth is the source of disaster, let's be careful... I can't even talk about it.

What a joke though.

... Wow.

That thing in the back of the office, isn't it at work there? After that, what would have happened if Grandpa Tom from 800 houses hadn't come, already, uh-huh.

The teacher's definitely gonna find out. As soon as I came down from upstairs, I was seen with warmer eyes about 50% more than usual.

Even twenty-eight have so little experience of this kind that they can't catch up. Historical boyfriends are for a long time, but only one, and it was a cold relationship somewhere because we started dating from the beginning. I mean, why is Mark so sweet? I thought my heart would stop.

And I knew my troubles were all foreseen by that guy. I was distracted, but I was forced to turn to it. Accept it properly, and swallow it. Maybe you've waited until I get used to this world. But I won't be fluffy for long.

I was the only one who wasn't able to take it with a lot of questions about what I was here for. This world and one's feelings. It's been a long time.

... can I put it on that arm? I don't want to just be protected, but what can I do? If you can't stand on your own feet, you don't deserve to take the hand offered.

That being said, it's also true that I was glad and relieved to be hugged. My head thought so loudly, but my mind and body asked for it on their own. The instruction-shaped confession was totally glaring at me for not being able to snort otherwise.

Still, is that one really younger? People in this world feel like they have a higher mental age, probably because they have a lower average life expectancy than Japan, but they said they did.

I'm two years older than Mark at twenty-six at one time even if I fix it to this age, but I don't feel like I have the slightest advantage. I don't know, do you mean my experience is low? Or is it because of his birth that there was a struggle in the birth house?

I've never even thought of it this way, and it's perfectly overcapacity even though it's already full. Please, give me a little bit of cold time. Speaking of which, how many escorts do you get when you're in a carriage for the first time? Do you get kissed by the hand you take every time you get in? I don't know!

In the meantime, Master Walter made fun of me. Ah. Why did you find out, Mark, while I was back at the clinic? Your face is red anyway. Okay, oh, now, where's the hole, let me in! Buried!

If you couldn't afford to enjoy your first carriage because of it and you were burying your face in the basket, there would be a confession of shock from Master Walter's mouth.

... Good.

I know it's not a problem for me to pinch my mouth, but I was itching to watch, and most importantly, Adelaide.

If you don't have to feel that disconnect when you look at the pictures above the fireplace anymore, that would be very... good. Oh, I don't know what to do, I want to see you soon. I want to see your face now.

That's how I get to the mansion. No, I was embarrassed again that I should not run into the kitchen and hug and run to Master Adelaide, who worried about my injury. Sure, my ankle hurt a little, and although Master Walter is laughing behind my back, I sparingly wondered why I don't have Dr. Daniel here because Master Adelaide laughs like a girl more than that.

That evening, it was very peaceful. There's a pleasant air flowing through it, and a little silence between meals doesn't bother me. So much so that it seems preferable instead. Even without Mr. Hugh, I was perfectly fine in between.

Prepare the tea after dinner and leave the two of you in the living room, and I'll take Buddy out to the veranda. There will be stories that don't have a lot of mouth count but will accumulate. I've been away for a long time, so I want you to stay as long as possible without parent-child water while you're here.

The veranda is not dark because the lights from the indoors leak. Wake up a candle with insect repellent effect and a warm tea mug to a small table and sit back in a rocking chair. gibberish, and the foot of the rocking chair and the wood on the floor rub, slowly swinging back and forth. The sky I looked up to as the sun was getting longer is still not dark, but slightly bright.

On a tall tree, a thin thin moon was rising. Who said the thin moon around the crescent moon was like a cat's claw?

There was also a moon in this world, and two. Although uncertain in my eyes that I'm not sure of my vision, they both look about a turn smaller than the ones I'm used to seeing. Sometimes the turning period and angle seem different and can be seen at the same time, sometimes only one, and today there is only one. I don't know because I'm basically early asleep, although I might be able to get it all together later.

Once a few years, it will be a festival that the two moons will be aligned and what a day it will take in Jomtien, and there will be a great festival in the temple of the king's capital.

Yes, it seems like all worlds have a little festival called Festival. There are festivals about seasons and harvests, and then spirits and royal palace relations. I heard there is a festival in the summer to thank the Spirit. Well, when it comes to festivals, there doesn't seem to be any stalls out or bonsai dances, either close to divinity. Sounds like a spiritual flush or something. I heard it gets quite gorgeous in the castle town of Wangdu.

Sip a sip of tea with Buddy's loosely rocking tail lying next to him and a glimpse of the starry sky. Warm tea flows to your stomach and soothes in your heart.

I wonder if the clinic is closed yet. It's like there's no time for checkups, so Mark said the time to go home was wrong... and the moon looked down on me like I had narrowed my eyes when I realized once again that there was one person who would unconsciously come to mind.

The apprentice, who stopped his hand on the way to the cleanup when he told me he was glad, seemed unhappy.

"... Am I that easy to understand?

"No? If it's anything else, I'll do it perfectly well. Margaret seems like the only exception."

"... Really..."

I'm turning my face away to such an extent that it won't be unnatural, but I can't hide the fact that the tip of my ear is stained. It makes it fun to pretend not to notice and to see my child grow up in that appearance. Would it have been conceivable since that alley that this child could have embraced someone and asked for more?

"... well, that being said, it's still like a one-way street"

"That's unusual and humble."

"I guess so, I'm heavier than you think."

Oh, I don't seem very confident. You mean some things are too close to be seen when you're in the vortex? I take the last appliance from the disinfectant and put it in a container.

"Margaret's not a kid who lies about his feelings, you know.

"Doctor."

"From what I hear, you didn't seem very happy with your lover in the original world. Take care of it. If you make me cry, Addy and Buddy will fly."

"I don't need to be told. Even the teacher wouldn't shut up."

"Naturally."

As the bitter laugh breathed, Mark pointed straight at me with the bag in his hand at his desk.

"Doctor, we've got the last paperwork. The story you've been telling me for a long time, let me move on. May I?"

"Here's what I'm asking you. There's not much for you. I'm the only one who gets it."

"Gain etc... I appreciate it so much that there is no more"

I have no doubt that those eyes are sincere and sincere. However, I still feel backwards.

"However, the barons of the province take an excellent trace from the prestigious Count Dizleiri family in Wangdu."

When Mark settled his hips on Meeserie for a while, I was the one who told him first if I could keep adopting him. Since when did you start seeing it more than just as a successor to the clinic... maybe from the beginning.

I was discerning trends in my agreeable but firm parents' homes, but did you decide at this time?

"If you don't even tease me, those people are pretty good too. First of all, I've never felt attached to that family name. If the teacher hadn't picked it up, I would have thrown it away... and now I can't let that house use Margaret"

Although "invitees of the Holy Spirit" are not directly influential politically, many people expect sweet honey from their position as important figures even on the continent. It's futile to think about what Margaret thinks of the world like that when she hesitates to receive even a small amount of grace.

The existence of the Spirit has already been made public, but the official announcement about the invitee comes after Walter returns to the King's Capital and the report is scrutinized. They are working to keep Margaret from making noise around herself.

"... right. Have you decided when you're going to King's Landing?

"We're going to go with Walter when he returns. I'll take a couple of days off, though."

"I don't mind."

"I'm Mark Reynolds when I come back. I won't accept returns."

I deliberately offered Mark my right hand to make him laugh like a prank.

"You're going to nurse me, aren't you? It's my son's job."

"We're still ahead of you... Father"

Use it to “protect" the strongest card you have. It's not something you can do easily with your mouth. I am purely happy to have a good son.

The shake of the blindfold was powerful.