My mother's love song

Chapter 509 Gray's Little Wish

The sunlight dispelled Scathach's sleepiness.

After opening her eyes, she immediately felt difficulty breathing.

When he looked down, he saw the face of the drooling boy buried in his arms.

“…It’s in the way.”

Scathach grabbed Rhodes' face and put it back on the pillow beside her.

After leaving Glastonbury Abbey yesterday, Rhodes and his group did not return directly to London because it was getting late, but instead found a hotel to stay in locally.

Because Scathach and Rod were handcuffed together, they had to sleep in the same bed. There was nothing they could do about it.

However, Scathach did not expect to find the mess all over the place when she woke up in the morning.

"Tsk, are you a baby who hasn't grown up yet..."

Scathach frowned slightly, picked up the handkerchief on the bedside table and wiped her chest which was soaked with saliva left by someone in his sleep.

As a warrior who has entered the realm of gods, Scathach is invulnerable at all times. Even in her sleep, she can feel the opponent's malice and make a perfect counterattack.

If Rhode had tried to do something wrong last night, he would have been kicked away by the sleeping Scathach, so it was probably not intentional for him to bury his face in it.

But this guy has developed a mechanical memory of doing this in his dreams.

Scathach couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I really don't know whether I should denounce your lifestyle or praise you for successfully avoiding my perception."

Looking at the culprit who was still sleeping beside him, the sun had already risen, but he had no intention of waking up.

"Hey, Rod. It's about time you woke up..."

"Emmm...let me sleep a little longer."

“…Haha.”

That happy sleeping face made Scathach give up the idea of ​​waking him up to accompany her for morning exercise.

The queen sighed, "I never thought that there would be a day when I would pamper someone else. And it would have to be someone like you."

Is it true that, as Rod said, I am old?

Scathach frowned slightly and looked nervously at the floor-length mirror in the corner.

What was reflected in the mirror was a lazy face that had not slept well because the heart was under pressure all night.

Her messy hair and melancholy beauty made her look even more charming than usual.

"call……"

Scathach narrowed her scarlet pupils, raised the corners of her mouth, and made a scissors hand gesture beside her face.

"Well, I'm still young and can still do it."

Nodding with satisfaction, the Queen of Shadow Kingdom stretched lazily, her soft and graceful body stretching in the warm morning light.

Then, Scathach untied the handcuffs on her wrists.

Of course it is a lie to say that the handcuffs cannot be removed.

She locked Rod's hands to the bed, covered him with a blanket, and left the hotel bedroom.

Coming to the living room, Scathach discovered that Gray, who should have fallen asleep on the sofa last night, was not there.

The borrowed blanket was neatly folded, so was she already out of bed?

As expected, he is the child who looks so serious, completely different from someone with a chaotic schedule.

But where else could Gray be if she wasn't in the living room?

As she was thinking this, a faint voice came into her ears.

It was the sound of a girl humming a song.

A very subtle and restrained singing voice that seemed to float in the morning air.

Scathach pushed open the door leading to the entrance from the living room, and then a special smell of oil stung her nose.

For a moment, she seemed to see a gray goblin bathed in the sunlight.

There was a very small round stool placed at the door of the hotel room, and a girl wearing a gray hood was sitting on the stool stiffly.

If she were in a landscape covered in snow, she would probably continue to be sad and gray alone.

This girl seemed to come from a world of black and white.

Her skin, hair, eyes and clothes are divided into black and white.

The Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, who was burning like a flame, formed a sharp contrast, like a winter fairy in a colorless world.

Gray was holding a rag and carefully wiping her shoes.

There were bottles of stain remover and shoe polish next to the girl, and she was happily wiping the entire shoe with different rags.

Not caring about the slight dirt on his fingertips, he continued to carefully wipe the parts where the leather overlapped.

Scathach recognized at a glance the boots that Gray was holding so carefully. They were the London boots that Rhodes bought at a street shop when he left London the day before yesterday.

When buying them, the guy was yelling something like, "Master, do you know? London boots are the standard outfit for the protagonists in this world, even though they're heroines. Do you want a pair too?" Such confusing stuff.

"Ah, good morning... Miss Usaha."

Although she looked a little slow, the girl was surprisingly sharp.

The shoulders beneath the hood trembled, and Gray turned to look at Scathach.

"Why are you alone?" the girl asked, staring at her empty wrist.

Scathach replied: "Come out for some fresh air. I have locked that guy to the bed."

"That's it..."

Gray's doubts grew: So, after all, what was the handcuff for? Was it some kind of game?

Scathach looked down at the girl.

To be honest, such a situation would make Scathach feel like bullying someone, but incredibly, she simply couldn't muster that kind of thought towards this girl.

Maybe it was because someone had scattered it all over the place this morning.

Scathach pointed at her boots with her chin: "Did Rod ask you to clean this?"

Gray shook her head and replied, "Lord Rhodes didn't ask me to do it. I just wanted to wipe it on my own whim."

"Does the hotel have shoe-shining tools?"

"Well... Actually, I secretly bought this in town last night after you fell asleep."

Scathach asked curiously, "Is it necessary to do this for that guy? Were you bullied by him?"

"No! That's not the case at all!"

Gray’s eyes flashed with determination: “I respect Lord Rhodes very much.

I was able to come to the Clock Tower to study magic thanks to that person, so... I want to do something for him.

But I can’t cook, and I’m not good at anything… This is the only thing I can think of.”

It was a rather impassioned voice at first, but by the end of her speech, the silver had become noticeably greyer and more gloomy.

"……Yeah."

Scathach couldn't help but frown at that adorable expression, and she said, "You seem to be wiping it happily, let me pour some cold water on you.

That thick-skinned guy won't be able to tell the difference, I can guarantee that. So it's best not to get your hopes up."

Gray blinked: "..."

As expected of Lord Rhodes' companion, this guy is very capable. He saw at a glance that I didn't have the courage to tell Lord Rhodes that I had polished his shoes for him.

“…It doesn’t matter even if it’s like that.”

As the girl Gray said this, she held the soiled rag and shoe polish in her arms as if they were treasures.

"Hey hey..."

Looking at the gray goblin, Scathach raised her eyes.

What’s going on? This itchy feeling in my chest… It’s really uncomfortable.

Scathach said, "Let me help you too."

"That... this is my job!"

Grey-chan's shoe polish and rag hugged each other tighter, like a kitten protecting its food; although there was a sense of rejection, it looked very pitiful.

"I'm not trying to take your job."

Scathach turned her head and said helplessly: "I just thought you looked very happy and wanted to know what was so interesting about you."

"…Do I really look that happy?"

The girl's gray-green eyes flickered as if she heard some unbelievable words.

Scathach nodded noncommittally: "Is that song from your hometown? It seems to be singing about a utopia in a distant country."

"Uh……"

Gray stared at her polished shoes and thought for a moment before speaking.

“…Maybe… yes.”

Scathach said, "You are singing but you don't know it?"

Gray said, "This is a song I learned in my hometown, but I haven't heard of its origin or any information... I didn't even know if this song was related to my hometown."

"Yeah."

The topic came to an abrupt end here, and Gray lowered her head and began to organize the shoe-polishing tools.

She did not stop what she was doing and quietly said, "Does Miss Usaha have any memories of her hometown?"

"Well, me? Not at all. It was so long ago that I can no longer remember it.

Although humans always say that learning to forget can help them live longer, in fact it may be the other way around.

When you live longer, it’s easy to forget things.”

At this time, Gray spoke with determination: "Ms. Usaha and Lord Rhodes have known each other for a long time?"

Scathach was surprised.

Because she doesn't seem like the kind of kid who likes to explore other people's relationships.

In fact, the girl seemed to feel embarrassed to ask such a question, so she pulled down her gray hood and lowered her head even more.

"Do you care about the relationship between Rod and I?" Scathach raised her beautiful eyes with ill intent.

"... a little... a little bit."

Gray lowered her head and started wiping her boots from the top to hide her embarrassment.

"It feels like... the relationship between you two is special."

"Haha, that's true. They are so close that they even sleep in the same bed at night."

Looking at Gray with her head down, Scathach's sadistic desire could no longer be suppressed and she smiled maliciously.

"Oh, it was a disaster when I was taking a shower with Rod yesterday. That guy didn't hide his gaze at all. His eyes were almost straight."

"That's because Ms. Usaha's bikini is very beautiful." Gray answered in a straightforward tone.

Scathach's overly righteous answer made her lose the motivation to bully her.

"Gray, do you want to be my disciple?"

Scathach suddenly said: "I will train you into a warrior that even Rhodes will look upon with admiration."

"........."

After a long silence, the girl shook her head.

There would be no point if that were the case, Gray said.

Before, Scathach sensed the girl's inner desire...that was to become Rhodes' disciple.