Master, Being troubled at the Young girlâs story.
Since a while back, the person who Latina talked to about her troubles, was Kenneth.
It wasnât Dale, the one publicly stating how much he âLoves herâ, nor was it Rita, who was the same sex as her. It was Kenneth.
There was also a reason that could be speculated.
To Latina, Dale was someone she liked in a ăspecial wayă. At the same time, she was scared of being hated by Dale. She was anxious, thinking that he would come to hate her by troubling him with her questions.
Because of that, it seems sheâs had thought that she ăcouldnât botheră him, and couldnât trouble him with her selfishness or consultations.
In this recent one year, there was no one who could even compete with Dale in the sheer amount of affection given to her. Which made him treat her ăunlike that of a childă. When he thinks about how much he lets his guard down around this young girl, he even came to think that each and every one of her pranks and failures were adorable, and precious.
Rita was always at the ăDancing Ocelotâsă counter, dealing with customers and chasing down paperwork.
Latina was, to the end, a serious person. It seemed she didnât want to bother Rita who was in the middle of work.
Ever since the first time Latina had come to the ăOcelotă, she had spent a lot of time by Kennethâs side. A large part of this was probably because she held an interest in cooking, and was striving to ătraină herself whilst helping Kenneth.
With such a reliable ăMasteră, along with his naturally helpful personality, you could almost say that it was natural for Latina to rely on such a broad-minded person.
However, right now Kenneth was extremely troubled.
He had realized this small girl had still been keeping many secrets within her chest. However, one of those secrets. Something she had never talked about up till now, the cause of his troubles, the tale behind her ăMotheră.
(âŚ.What exactly, should IâŚ. doâŚ.)
Kenneth was fiddling with a half peeled potato, sitting in front of Latina who was looking down, depressed.
Hermione was still staying in Kroix.
Dale had also sent back a message to Duke Eldishtett about his return, but just as Hermione had said, it was about the upcoming battle against the ăDevilsă. (TL: Devils, Demon race and Demon king will be the three differences now. Devils are followers of the Demon King)
He had received a message that he didnât have to go to the Royal capital for his ăjobă until that time came.
It seems that the smaller countries neighbouring them now had a burning smell, and the advisor of Raband, the duke, was terribly busy right now.
The situations around there, was outside the jurisdiction of Dale, the expert against ăDevils and Demon Kingsă.
His friend, Gregor, had assumed the position of guard for his father and brother, and was also busy, which was what was conveyed through the private letter sent together with the Dukeâs correspondence.
It also appeared that Hermione wasnât lying when she said she had some matters to attend to, as she seems to be meeting with old friends here and there. In any case, she was a flashy woman and, it was easy for her to gather up rumours along with the specialty of the ăOcelotă.
Even if it wasnât what Hermione was planning to find, it would still end up in her ears.
And Latina was acting unpleasant as usual.
With what happened this time, she had gotten to know everyone, but it didnât seem like Latina could hide her emotions well. Up till now, she was a happy young girl who would normally show good will towards strangers, so she wasnât conscious towards things like that.
For Latina, who wore a smile as a norm, her unpleasant face could be more simply stated as, a face that ăcouldnât deal with Hermioneă.
Because it was too easy to understand, the truth of the matter spread out immediately to not just Hermione herself, but even the regular customers who would frequent the store.
âThis was what she had heard later, but the day that Latina and Dale had returned, there wasnât much business in the ăDancing Ocelotă. The next day however, it became unusually lively.
The news that ăThe poster girl had returnedă, was spread by one of the regulars, a gatekeeper working at Kroixâs Southern gate, and through some sort of information network, it was shared between all of the regulars.
And as if they had made arrangements beforehand, it seems like they thought that she would be tired on the day that she came back from her travel and restrained themselves from going to the store. Which is why there was such a bustle the next day.
It seems that the rumour going around, that the regulars of the ăDancing Ocelotă as well as the adventurers of Kroix had formed a Non-for-profit organisation ăLatinaâs Fanclubă, wasnât a false one and her guardians, Dale and Kenneth were shocked.
It was then, whilst Dale was holding onto his stomach sometimes, standing in between Latinaâs unpleasantness and Hermione, who seemed to be finding this funny; A scene no one could even comment on.
Latina absolutely despised being treated as a ăsmall childă by Hermione.
Latina had already been conscious about her small frame previously, so she was sensitive to the word ăSmallă. When Dale or Kenneth called her ăSmallă, she doesnât appear particularly uncomfortable, because she could feel that they say it out of love. However, it appears that this didnât mean she was okay with just anyone saying it.
Hermione was ăOne of those peopleă.
Back then, after Latina puffed out her cheeks in front of Hermione, having said âTheyâll grow bigger soon, monâ, she went into the kitchen, and sat down at her designated spot, looking downwards, feeling sad.
Seeing that she seemed to be brooding over something, Kenneth brought over a bucket to put vegetables in, thud, put it down and sat next to her.
Without saying a word, he quietly started working, waiting until Latina was ready to talk.
âKennethâŚ.â
âWhatâs up?â
âWill Latina get bigger⌠once Latina grows upâŚ.?â
âYouâre definitely smaller than your friends Latina, but you see, compared to when you arrived here for the first time, youâve grown taller by quite a lot, you know? Youâre definitely growing up properly.â
âUnâŚ.â
Even with that, she didnât seem to lighten up. Latina brought her hands to her chest, and let out a deep sigh.
âLatina, might not get bigger, even once Latina grows upâŚ. Rag often said that Latina was similar to Mov after allâŚ.â
â ăMovă?â
âUn. âŚ..Mov was small after all. âŚ..Thatâs why Latina might stay small as wellâŚ.â
It was the first time he had heard that word. Kenneth repeated what he thought he had heard.
âWho, is Mov, Latina?â
ââŚ..LatinaâsâŚ. Other parentâŚ. My mum.â
She answered, saying that it was her own mother. Kenneth had noticed that Latina had never talked about her own mother before, for whatever reason. Perhaps due to the surprise from that unexpected topic, he couldnât sense that the knife movements which he was familiar with, started to tremble.
âWhat kind of person was your mother, Latina?â
âMov was small. You see, Latinaâs hair and horn colour is the same as Ragâs, but I was told that the shape of my horn and face and stuff, was similar to Movâs.â
After answering in bits and pieces, Latina sighed once again.
âEven though Mov was an adult, she was small. The customerâs said this. They said that bigger is better. I wonder if Dale will say that bigger is betterâŚ.â
ââŚ.Hm?â
âSomethingâs not rightâ, Kenneth realized. He felt that there was some sort of inconsistency compared to what he was thinking.
Pausing his hands on the half peeled potato, he stared at Latina.
She was looking down, making a crestfallen expression. â With both her hands, on her chest.
ââŚLatina?â
âWha~at?â
âWhat were you talking aboutâŚ. when you said your mother was small?â
ââŚ.Her breasts.â
The first thing that Kenneth heard about Latinaâs birth mother, was that she had small breasts.
With that piece of ridiculously meaningless piece of information, it was no wonder that even a person like Kenneth was feeling chaotic.
Shouldnât this sort of conversation, at least, be held with Rita, a person of the same sex?
ââŚ.How about, you talk about this, with Rita?â
The instant that thought hit Kenneth and he voiced it, Latina paled for some reason.
âRitaâŚ. Isnât big.â
Well, thatâs true. His wife was a slender beauty. This didnât mean that she didnât have none. She definitely had some.
âItâs not good to ask someone whose arenât big. Long ago, when Latina asked Mov, ăWhy?ă, Latina got pinched on the cheek!â
Somehow it seems that when Latina was younger, she had straight up asked her mother this, and was punished for it. Perhaps it had been terrifying for her, as she was holding onto to both of her cheeks, trembling.
âI seeâŚ.â
Speaking of which, Hermione was definitely a key stakeholder in that field, being extremely womanly. She definitely had something which people couldnât hope to understand.
âDo you⌠drink milk?â
âWould I get bigger?â
âItâs just something people sayâŚ.â
It might be of some comfort.
And he was wondering if he should share this piece of information with ăDaleă. Also, who was the idiot (customer) who made Latina think that âBigger is betterâ.
As Kenneth resumed peeling his potatoes, he searched for an answer to some questions that couldnât be answered.