22. Draw a picture! (1)
[Episode 22] – Draw a picture! (One)
The dawn of the day when he taught the princess a dance.
I haven’t been able to get a good night’s sleep lately, perhaps because my mind is complicated, so I took a walk alone in the quiet castle at dawn. I explored the royal palace at dawn with only one candle in my hand.
Perhaps it was the time when everyone was still asleep, the royal palace at dawn was very quiet. There were no maids running around doing their jobs, and there were no nobles who went to work in the palace.
As if I was alone in this large castle, the palace was so quiet that it gave me the illusion. Step by step, let’s move as if taking a walk while looking around the palace.
From the room at the far end of the hallway, I heard someone sobbing.
‘Again…?’
After being possessed by Vivian’s body, I was able to see things I couldn’t normally see. Like Ainsel, Sylphy, or Undine. Other than that, a fairy or something.
I can recognize those beings that others cannot see or hear. In particular, many such beings could be seen in the early morning hours when there were no people.
I listened to the sound of sobbing, and slowly moved towards the sound. Originally, you would have been scared, but once you get used to ghosts, they aren’t that scary.
-Heuk, heuh… Heuk, heuh…
I let out a small sigh and approached the door from where I could hear sobs. And when I carefully turned the handle and entered the room, a certain ‘woman’ was sobbing in the corner.
A woman with scattered hair wearing a gray hooded cloak and messy black hair. She cried so much that the corners of her eyes were so red that they looked painful.
Others would have screamed if they saw that, but I let out a sigh before screaming. I must have told you not to cry here…
“…Are you here crying again? Banshee? I told you not to cry here, the maids keep saying they hear ghosts crying and they’re afraid.”
-Huh, heh, heh… Vivian… Heh, heh…
A woman whose eyes were swollen from crying turned her head to look at me. Then she took a deep breath, thinking she was about to cry even louder, and began to let out a squeaking-crying sound.
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-Huong, heuhuh! Whoa!!
“Haa…”
At the sound of crying that rang in my head, I shook my head and entered the room and locked the door. If I ever see her, I’ll look like a crazy woman talking to herself into the air.
I put the candle down on the table and sat down on the bed where the ‘crying woman’ was sitting. Then he patted the back of the crying woman who was wiping away her tears with her hand.
“Banshee, why are you crying again? Did the other fairies bother you again?”
-Huh, huh, Ryanan City is coming again…
“…I told you. Listen to the story of Ryanansi with one ear and let it out with the other? He just enjoys teasing you.”
-That’s not enough… Black, heuh…
I sighed as I saw the Banshee crying out loud as she covered her face with her hands. This fairy right next to me is, as the name suggests, a ‘crying woman’, and is also called a ‘banshee’.
When Banshee showed no sign of stopping crying, I patted her on the back and tried to calm her down.
At least not here, but somewhere else to cry.
“Stop crying, pop!”
-Huong, heuhuh!
As I was trying so hard to placate the banshee, I heard giggles from above her head. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and looked at the place where the sound came from. A woman floating in the air smiled wickedly.
“Ryanan City…”
-Hello~ Vivian~ I can’t sleep today too~?
A fairy wearing a light white dress floating in the air.
Snowy white hair and red eyes. Even to me, the fairy with a beautiful appearance had a beauty that captivated people to the point that I thought it resembled a ‘succubus’ that seduced and ate men.
In the first place, the characteristics of the fairy named Lianyanshi were also similar to the succubus that everyone knows. A fairy who receives and eats spirit and blood in return for giving artistic talent to a man she likes.
That was a fairy called Lianasi.
Banshee and Ryanashi.
In fact, they are all fairies who appear as enemies in the game…
I frowned and asked Riananshi floating in the air.
“…You said out loud the other day that you were going to another region, saying that there were no good-looking men in the royal castle. Why are you still here?”
-I’m going soon~ I was meeting a ‘friend’ here for a while~
“…Really?”
I looked at Liana Nanshi with a suspicious look, and Liana Nanxi grabbed my face with both of her hands and made me meet her eyes. Blood-red eyes, vertically slit pupils.
It was the eye of an infallible predator.
-Did I tell you? There’s no man I like here. Should I say don’t eat it? And, anyway, my ‘friend’ has already settled down here. Usually we don’t ‘eat’ in the same place as each other.
There are already victims of Lianan City in the royal castle…
Lyananshi, giggling and laughing, swung around in the air and approached Banshee. Banshee was still busy crying, making a loud noise as if she was sad.
Lyanansi looked at the crying banshee as if in a fever, smiled and sighed, and put a gray hood on the banshee’s head.
-Really, I thought you were hiding here again. Let’s go, Banshee, if you don’t hurry, the ‘Gate of Fairy Land’ will be closed. Now, say hello to Vivian and let’s go.
-Huh, huh!
Lyananshi smiled as if he couldn’t help it, grabbed the hand of the crying banshee, and flew away in the sky. Seeing that you said ‘fairy hometown’, you must have returned to the land of fairies.
“…Finally gone.”
Is it because the noise of the banshee is gone and it becomes quiet? He slowly started to fall asleep. When he came out of the room and looked out the window, the dark outside was getting a little brighter as if it was dawn.
I looked at the brightening window with wide eyes and sighed quietly.
‘If I sleep now… Will I be able to sleep for two hours…?’
*
Bang-bang-bang! Bang bang bang!
It seems not long after I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes, but when I opened my eyes, it was already a sunny morning. I woke up to the sound of something knocking on the window, and I looked up to see where the sound came from.
“…? What is that…?”
Ho X Watt?
A white owl was knocking on the window with its beak holding a letter. Upon making eye contact with the owl, the owl started punching the window with its beak harder, as if telling it to open the door quickly.
Bang-bang-bang! Bang bang bang!
I rubbed the mirror with her hand, as if telling Ainsel beside me to get up quickly. Then, Ainsel looked at me with a hazy and sleepy expression, probably waking up just then.
-Good morning… Vivian.
“Ainsel, what is that? What an owl…”
– Ying? Are you an owl?
Dawn Ainsel rubbed her eyes and turned her head away, bang bang bang! I looked at the window where there was a sound. Then, as if slightly puzzled, he tilted his head and looked at the owl outside the window.
-What? Kerven’s invitation?
“Curven?”
-Ah, it’s not suspicious, it’s okay to open it. And that child is not an owl, but an owl. White owl. Look closely, doesn’t it have a round face without a bunch of feathers on its head?
I don’t know.
I believed Ainsel’s words that it was not suspicious, and opened the window wide so that the owl could enter the room. Then the owl looked around him and came into his gun room.
Food Duck spread its huge wings and circled the room, then sat on the bed, spread its dainty beak open, and put down the letter it was holding.
I tried to pet the owl’s head because it was cute and commendable, but the owl poked the back of my hand with its sharp beak as if telling me not to come closer! Pecked
“It hurts!”
“Gurruk! Whoops!”
After pecking at the back of my hand, the owl spread its huge wings as if threatening me.
I touched the back of my hand, which was red and swollen, and lifted up the letter lying on the bed. A letter in a seemingly plain white envelope. I looked back and forth through the letter and asked Ainsel.
“Is this an invitation to ‘Curven’?”
-Yes, that’s right. A coven of 13 witches with Vivian. This is an invitation from there. But is it strange…? I’m sure the Curven knew that Vivian was dead…
Ainsel tilted her head, saying she really didn’t know why she sent me the invitation. To be honest, I’m a curven and a witch and I didn’t care. Because I had no intention of getting involved.
“…Isn’t it okay if I don’t go?”
-Uh, yes? Uh… I will. It’s a free-spirited place anyway, so Vivian didn’t really do anything there or anything like that.
That means he was a ghost member of Keven.
“That’s all right. Aren’t I a witch?”
-That’s true, but… Is that okay? A chance to build a bond with another witch?
“Do you need other witches with you?”
-Heh, hehehe.
Not interested in the curb, I put the letter delivered by the owl deep in the dresser drawer. It felt awkward to tear it up and throw it away, so I decided to keep it in case I would use it someday.
I wanted to sleep a little longer, but…
Because the owl pecked the back of my hand, I completely lost my sleep. I lifted my arms and stretched them all the way to get a little more refreshed, then started doing some simple stretching.
Aincel made an expression of disgust as he sang the rhythm he had taught the princess, who had somehow become addicted to it.
-Ooh, ah. A childish dance with Vivian’s face.
“It’s not dancing, it’s rhythm. Gymnastics is gymnastics.”
As Ainsel was twitching at her waist, she heard someone knocking on the door. Perhaps the maid came to wake him up.
Before the maid opened the door, I opened the door first, and she looked at me with a surprised look on her face. I smiled and greeted the maid with a surprised expression.
“Hello, good morning.”
“Wow, welcome to Her Highness the Queen…”
*
Today’s lesson for the princess has decided to do something a little special.
After receiving the preparations prepared by Bang Chao, I moved to the room where the princess and I had classes each time. A large drawing paper in one arm, crayons and paints in the other, and various tools for drawing.
As I entered the room with the various materials needed for this lesson, the princess tilted her head as she looked at the items in my hand. I smiled and laid out the ingredients on the princess’s desk.
“Your Highness the Queen…? Today’s class is…”
“Let’s do something different for today’s class. Aren’t you tired of party etiquette and dancing every time?”
The princess’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the large drawing paper and tools such as paints and crayons. Maybe you’ve never really painted a picture before.
“Draw something the princess likes on this large drawing paper. Anything is good. I like cake, I like flowers. Also, you can draw Her Majesty and the First Queen.”
“Amama and…Abamama…?”
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The picture the princess drew today was intended to be placed in the king’s room. If the king were still a man, wouldn’t he feel something when he looked at the pictures his daughter drew? I had such an expectation.
“Yes, and I will send the finished drawing to His Majesty. Since His Majesty likes to draw, I’m sure he would also like the pictures the princess drew.”
“……”
Please, I hope that the author of the king can feel something when he sees the picture the princess drew…
The princess looked up at me with a puzzled expression. The princess, who looked at the white drawing paper and me alternately as if thinking for a while, put her palm on the drawing paper as if she had made up her mind.
“…Can you draw Her Highness the Queen as well?”
“Me?”
“The drawing paper is too big for me to draw alone.”
The hesitant princess held out a red crayon and held it out to me. I stroked the princess’s hair and received the red crayons the princess handed to her.
“…Okay, let’s draw His Majesty’s jaw-dropping picture.”
“…Yes!”
