Avoid the Death Route!

My father took the knights and the killer back to the castle.

Originally, I would go to the castle with him and ask about the situation, but I was going home because I would be tired.

"Oh, I'll take care of Leah."

Miriam spread her hands.

Just say……….

I'm not... well, okay.

But before crossing Miriam's arm, her body was lifted from her father's arm.

Is that it?

I thought it was something that Miriam could hold me in now, but Hewley took me from the side.

I was in Hewley's arms.

"Hey, you can't have Leah alone."

"Oh, shit."

"Oh. I can't help it, kid."

Huley never tried to give me to Miriam.

Miriam seems to be dealing with the adults here and giving way to Hurley.

I'm sorry, Miriam.

When you get home, let's make some sweets together………………………………………?

"Yes! Do you like cookies, Spirit of the Wind?

"Kuki"? What is that?

"It's crisp sweet food"

When I make sweets at home, I think the Spirit surprisingly likes sweets because some spirits come to ask for them.

So, thank God, I'm going to give cookies to the Spirit of the Wind in a whisper!

Me, too.

"Tataru"

Hey, hey.

Me, too.

"Kuki."

Ooh?

For some reason, we've got a bunch of junior and intermediate spirits.

Little girls and boys, little birds, Marimo-like kids.

You look like a lot of things, but all of them, you're the Spirit of the Wind.

You're the ones who taught me to stay away from this mansion.

"Really?

Ooh!

Then these kids are my benefactors, too.

"Yes, go away."

I handed the little spirits one palm-sized cookie at a time right now.

This is a new herbal cookie I recently made with Miriam.

These are the little ones, so they are big enough to hold even one in both hands.

The spirits happily started eating cookies.

"Delicious?"

Yummy

Apparently it fits your mouth.

Well, I didn't think it would be a problem because there was Miriam's heartbeat, but the taste might vary depending on the type of spirit, right?

But I'm glad it looks okay.

She looks so cute eating crunchy and big cookies with her little mouth!

Oh, the advanced wind spirits who helped me look at it all.

You're worried about cookies, aren't you?

"How about that?

Once again, I offered Mr. Spirit of the Wind a cookie wrapped in a handkerchief like cloth.

Yeah. Well, you can have it.

The dialogue feels vicious, but only the eyes still look at the cookies.

Could this Windy Spirit be Mr. Tundre?

"Yes, please."

I smiled nicely and handed him the cookies.

"Huh!!

"Is that it?"

When the Spirit of the Wind received the cookies, he disappeared neglectfully.

Ah, I ran away.

"You lit up. You're shy."

Wow.

Did you get embarrassed and run away?

I knew that Mr. Spirit of the Wind was Mr. Tundele ~.