âToo much real breaks.â\n
Ginal sighs as she eats the sweets on her desk.
Sola, who is on my lap, leans strangely and looks at Dinal.
On Jinal-sanâs lap, Sol seems to be asleep⊠no, heâll be asleep soon.
âDinal, what youâre saying is not accompanied by action.If you think so, donât eat. â
Sure, I hear youâre wondering about this condition, but your hands are firmly reaching for the sweets.
Ah, I also reached out for the next sweet.
The other hand is stroking the solâŠ
âDo you usually take a break from your desk in the cave and boil it down to the hot water?
Speaking of which, I may not have had a relaxing break in the cave since I joined the Dinals.
âSometimes, but I still do.â
âWell, yesâŠ. my common sense hasnât worked since I met Siel.Ah! â
Ginal offers a new treat from her magic bag.
âI forgot to give it to you.I bought it if it was delicious in Hataha Village.Have you ever eaten Ivy?
The confectionery that Mr. Ginal put on his desk was purple baked confectionery.
Iâve never seen anything eaten before, so I shake my neck sideways.
âIâve never seen it before.â
âItâs a confectionery from a shop on the corner of Hataha Village Boulevard.They make vegetables called mules. â
When Ginal offers the sweet, his father hurries to pick it up.
âDonât let them eat that smelly mule!
Looking at Mr. Ginal in surprise, he smiled and shook his head sideways.
âI think so because I use incredibly bitter vegetables, but this is not bitter and tasty.â
When Ginal waved to Fischer, Fischer nodded.
Father leans his neck on it.
Is it such a bitter vegetable?\n
âIs it really delicious?
âOh, if you doubt it, weâll eat first.â
That said, Mr. Ginal eats baked confectionery with mule vegetables.
My father sees it with a little surprise.
Iâm kind of worried about the muleâs tenderness.
When my father looked at the confectionery with wrinkles between his eyebrows, he had a bite of it.
â⊠itâs not bitter.â
To your fatherâs surprise, Ginal laughs well.
âBetween Hataka Village and Hatahi Village, there is no village now, but there seems to be a small settlement.It seems that the mule was well removed and used for everything.My husband, who sells this baked goods, is the descendant of the settlement and knows how to get rid of the traffic. â
Take one of the baked confectionery and eat it.
The fabric is very moist.
Is it because youâre using mules?
âThatâs right.Thatâs how it works. â
Itâs definitely delicious.
Because itâs so sweet, it seems like you can eat quite a few.
Everyone turned their eyes to the sound of Sierra.
Gathered together in the middle of a wide cave, Dora and her body gathered together.
Youâre tired of playing, and it looks like Sierr and the others are taking a break.
âItâs a really strange sight.â \nFischer nods to Jinalâs words.
âAdandara and Dora⊠is that it?
Mr. Fischer leans his head with a thoughtful face.
âNo, I feel like I remembered something at Adandala and Dora⊠what⊠ah!The guardian of the cave that Dinal just said!Yes, thatâs what I remembered earlier!
Mr. Fischer nodded as he was convinced, but Mr. Ginal, me and my father leaned their necks.
I have no idea what this is about.
I look at Ginal because Iâm on the same team, but I look at Fischer with my eyebrows between my eyes.
Apparently, he doesnât understand either.
âFischer, what are you talking about?
Call out to Fischer, who is a little excited about what Ginal remembers.
âHmm? Donât you remember?Adandala and Dora were the guardians of the cave, right?
Adandalaâs the guardian of the cave?
Do you have a book like that?
âBook⊠oh, that book we saw when we were teenagers!
Fischer laughs happily at Ginalâs words.
My father sees Mr. Fischer and Mr. Ginal.
If I had a book like that, Iâd read it!
âThereâs a book store in Kashime, the town next to Kingâs Landing, with a different look.I only had one of those books read, and it was about Adandala and Dora, right?
A book that looks different?
âWhat kind of book is that?
Itâs such a thick book.
That said, Jinal-san made it by hand about 3cm wide.
And I looked at it and I said, âWhat?I think.
What Iâve seen in the bookstore so far is a booklet spelled with threads.
\nItâs impossible if youâre blind to the rarity of the book, but people who are interested in the content of the book donât care what it looks like.
Well, they turned me down right away.
âOnly the rightful owner of the book can know the contents of the book.â
Your father replies to Mr. Ginalâs words.
âOh, I said I had a legitimate owner.I asked him back, wondering. â
Tilt their necks to the conversation.
Is there a problem with ârightful ownerâ?
âWho was the rightful owner?
Dinal sighs at your fatherâs question.
ââIâm not here yet.They said, âTheyâre going to show up.â
Itâs a good thing they donât exist anymore.
Is that what this is about?
âWhat is thatâŠI donât know what that means. â
âDoloidâs right, weâre not.He didnât answer any more questions. â
Mr. Fischer shrugs his shoulders.
âOh, but⊠Didnât I say something funnier?
Mr. Fischer looks at Mr. Ginal strangely in his words.
âIs that it? Were you there?Was it Gallit? These books disappear when there is no need.Itâs best to disappear before the owner sees it. â
Ah, it seems that Mr. Fischer and his father are feeling together.
It doesnât make any sense to be together.
Nevertheless, donât worry about the bookstore.
Look at the magic bag hanging near the cave wall.
Thereâs a book in there that I got.
Should I show it to Mr. Ginal?