【①】

Tyres, who was clichéd, obediently shut his mouth and chose to remain silent.

"Let's go, get to work. The Golden Bird had already gotten what he wanted to know, and waved his hand at Shure.

Tyres probably found that he was really put on the table, and his eyes were quite sad when he looked at them, and the goldfinch naturally would not take him such a look in his eyes.

"Boss Tyres's sad expression ......"

"These two kids are a bit awesome. ”

"To be honest, I think the boss is a bit menopausal. ”

"??? he's not a man?"

"Didn't he do that before...... Mother?"

"No, no, no, I think he's been quite weird since he brought up this village. ”

......

Goldfinch and Shul also heard Tyres's younger brothers talk with a look of pain...... Strange words.

"Ahh Walking out the door and looking out at the silence, Shul said, "They're so interesting. ”

This sentence sounds a little interesting.

It's just early morning, the sky is clear, the sky is very far away, and there are the maroon trees that fall into the eyes—they have been like this for decades, if not centuries ago.

The Plantage subconsciously looked at Shuer, and found that there was emotion in the latter's eyes, and there was also some leisure—in short, very relaxed.

He always did.

"Haven't you ever been nervous about something? The Golden Bird couldn't help but ask him, feeling a little guilty after asking—what did she say to the children?

"Not before I met Teresa. Shul replied at the same speed as usual.

...... Wait, I wasn't moved at all, and I even felt a little wrong.

"Teresa is good, but there are a lot of big things that I can't understand – I guess I'm nervous about them. Shure doesn't hide anything, "I want to help you." ”

The goldfinch fell silent for a long time before saying, "Okay?"

Her focus was surprisingly in the adjective "worthless" - Shul had said it before, but for the first time it seemed to the Sparrow that he was not joking.

"Hmm. Shul smiled, took a few steps forward, and looked back at her.

The most attractive thing about Shure is not his handsome appearance or his unique eyes.

It's the feeling that doesn't seem to be erased anyway – "purity".

It's incredible.

Like all the other good things in this world, it makes people want to protect.

Shur smiled at the Golden Finch, and he had actually become accustomed to it when he received no response, and then he walked into the distance, as if he was still somewhat comfortable.

So he didn't see that the goldfinch standing behind him was first clenched into a fist, released, picked up again, and released again—and so on, as if a person who was sinking somewhere, a person who could not float, and was constantly struggling.

【②】

The goldfinch also finds some kind of pleasure in these jobs.

When the fence is repaired -

"Shure. As the craftsman brought the required wood with her, and was about to explain which piece of wood to use, she picked up a piece and threw it towards Shur.

"Wang!" Shur stood aside, and when he saw this, he responded cheerfully, and then a figure rushed out.

Craftsman: "??? what the hell, is there still an atavism among the races on the continent now?!

When cleaning the streets—

The Goldfinch swept the fallen leaves into a heap - her movements were so fast that her job was over before Shure, who wanted to help, could figure out where to start.

So the golden dog Shur stood in the fallen leaves and pondered.

"Let——?!'s go," the goldfinch looked at him, and was about to let him go, but he saw Shure crouching down and raising the fallen leaves on the ground with his hands rather childishly—for a moment the goldfinch only felt that his eyes were covered with golden red.

What does this do......

She felt a little helpless in her heart, but she saw the young man's smile after the leaves.

...... Forget it, it seems to be okay, interesting.

"It seems a bit boring. Shul probably sensed the helplessness of the Golden Finch and scratched his head.

Seeing that he was a little depressed, the Golden Finch was silent for a while, and then crouched down.

Shuer was puzzled.

Bang——!

The goldfinch raised his hand, and a handful of fallen leaves smashed into his face—

"Ahh The golden finch said a cold joke, looked at the surprised Shuer, and turned his head with a hint of red on his face.

"Poof—" But Shul quickly laughed.

Yes...... It looks really inexplicable.

【③】

"Little girl, this is your ......" Later, one of the locals noticed them - they were much more harmless and approachable than the "heavily armed" men of Tyres, and the locals were willing to talk to them.

"Son. The goldfinch blurted out.

“？？？”

Okay, just kidding...... It's just that...... The goldfinch looked at Shuer in the distance, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly bitterly.

【④】

Today's job is to help the village chief sort out the books.

To be honest, the goldfinch didn't have much interest in the job - she had a high demand for books, and this kind of work only made her more disdainful of the village chief, who was rather weak in her impression.

This village chief......

She has always been indifferent to other people's affairs, and she really wants to know who gave him the idea to find the adventurer.

When breaking a cup –

"Whew, the cup is broken!"

The ink on the pen is dripping on my hand—

"My hands are black!"

Someone suddenly pushed the door open—

"Whoa——!" then fainted, and the people around him were so frightened that they ran to him for emergency treatment before he was rescued.

It's really not easy to mix up until now.

The Golden Sparrow felt in his heart that he had nothing to say about such a village chief—probably, because he had been in office for too long and was a little delirious.

While helping to clean up, the Plantagenet asked Shul to go out to play, after all, the dog still had to be thrown out for a walk...... Phew, I just think this kind of work is too boring, and Shul probably won't like it.

The village chief's office - not much bigger than the other houses in the village, things are neater...... Or rather, it's a strange mess.

Whose room is in a mess, with bookcases neat and desks in a mess?

When the goldfinch saw this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he stepped forward, glanced at the book on the table, and took out his to-do list as if confirmed—the tasks were neatly written on it.

This is probably the last job, and tomorrow they can leave.

Tomorrow is probably their Sleep Festival ritual as well.

This kind of ritual - the goldfinch actually doesn't like it very much.

Hey.

Goldfinch held the list in one hand and reached for the table with the other—a slight pause in her other hand when she caught sight of something.

Sand...... Just touched something on the table.

There was a rustling sound, and there was a cascade of reactions—the things fell down until the half-centered, obscured thing was exposed.

Bite......

Damn it. The goldfinch suddenly realized something, and his heart jumped.