HBWnovel Chapter 229: It's Not Over Until It's Over! (4)
Chapter 229: It's Not Over Until It's Over! (4)
Cecily was known as a fashionista in Freesia. This was because Cariote would take Cecily around town every weekend to show her off to people. Cecily also enjoyed being admired by others. So Cecily always kept an eye on the latest fashion trends and styles.
Even when Naru or Hina enjoyed getting dirty playing in the soil, Cecily would always elegantly watch her sisters from a distance with a parasol. When Naru, covered in mud, tried to run and hug Cecily in excitement, Cecily would often get angry like a cat spotting an intruder, puffing up her hair.
“You’ll get my dress dirty!”
Of course, Naru didn’t care whether Cecily got angry or not and hugged her anyway. That’s the kind of fashionista Cecily was.
But today, this same Cecily was taking the initiative to dig in the ground. I watched her digging in the garden with a small trowel and asked.
“What are you trying to bury? The map you drew on the blanket last time?” “No! And I told you that wasn’t me drawing a map, it was Molumolu knocking over a cup of water!”
Cecily was like a very fierce cat. Of course, while she might shout like this, she was actually somewhat timid and caring beneath her prim exterior. Anyway, Cecily continued digging in the garden with the trowel.
Soon Naru and Hina appeared and started helping Cecily dig wildly in the garden, and everyone came out to watch this scene.
“Why are you digging holes? They’re definitely trying to bury me Sifnoi... Eek...!”
Sifnoi trembled in fear. The year the children turned five. When the children were at their most mischievous, they had once made a pit trap to catch nymphs. It was a very basic trap, just a hole covered with bushes. But Sifnoi, not knowing anything, had walked right into it and fallen in. That memory seemed to have been quite traumatic for Sifnoi.
“Judas, did you teach the kids something weird?”
Brigitte looked at me with drowsy eyes. She seemed to think I had convinced the children to do something strange. Of course, in this case, I was innocent. Because I really hadn’t done anything at all.
Rustle- Rustle- Rustle— The children kept digging up the garden whether the adults were watching or not. Naru even put down her trowel and started digging with her hands.
Rustle- Rustle- Rustle- Rustle- Rustle- Rustle- Rustle- Rustle- Rustle—
“......”
Aren’t they digging too enthusiastically? The ground must be quite hard to dig since it’s winter and frozen solid. Watching this scene, Cariote made a worried “Hmm...” sound while looking at the increasingly darkening sky. Cariote approached Cecily and said.
“Cecily, it’s going to snow soon. I don’t know what kind of game you’re trying to play, but your new shoes and dress are getting dirty with soil. There’s dust on your face too.” “......”
Cecily seemed too focused to hear Cariote’s words. Cariote looked at Cecily worriedly and added.
“Didn’t you say nobles should maintain a clean and beautiful appearance? Cecily, are you sure it’s okay to do something so unnoble-like?” “Even gold buried in mud remains gold, so no matter how much dirt and dust gets on me, my beauty won’t be tarnished!”
It was certainly true. But Cariote found it quite strange to hear such words from Cecily who usually hated getting dirt on her hands. Though at the same time, she seemed somewhat moved.
“Then maybe we can go hunting together again!”
Clang— Just then, there was a sound of something hard hitting Cecily’s trowel. I thought maybe she had hit a rock, but Naru was the first to react to this sound.
“That’s the sound of pottery! As someone who has broken lots of pottery, Naru knows the sound of breaking pottery better than anyone!”
Naru was a pottery master. She loved breaking all kinds of pottery. Because of this, Brigitte had taken up pottery making as a hobby to make pottery for Naru to break. According to Brigitte, “It was difficult at first but now it’s quite fun.” As a side note, Brigitte’s pottery was of such high quality that connoisseurs would pay good prices for them. Brigitte’s pottery was one of the main sources of income for our odds-and-ends mansion.
Staaaare-
“......”
Hina silently looked at the chicken. It just looked like an ordinary white hen. Soon Naru said.
“Let’s cut open its belly to see if it’s holding the sun!”
━Kot- Kotkot-
The chicken, sensing death, started struggling frantically. Naru let go of the chicken while giggling.
“Just kidding!”
Flutter— The chicken escaping. Soon Naru went around Provence village and brought another bird. It was a white goose. The goose in Naru’s arms was very docile. The Provence villagers smiled slightly seeing Naru who had suddenly appeared and caught chickens and geese. It was because Naru holding the goose looked very cute.
“Could this be the ‘Chicken Holding the Sun’?”
Hina and Cecily shook their heads at Naru’s question.
“Probably... not.”
All the children fell into thought. What could the chicken holding the sun be?
“Children.”
Among the villagers watching the pondering children, an old man with a white beard raised his cane and pointed at a building.
“If you have questions, why don’t you ask the 「Priestess of Gluttony」? The priestess sometimes appears in this village to solve difficult problems!”
Priestess of Gluttony. It was an interesting story. The children followed the path the old man showed and stood in front of a house. It was just an ordinary looking house, but what was unique was that there was a sun and chicken design drawn in front of the door. It showed a chicken standing inside a large sun. Seeing this, Naru suddenly shouted.
“This must be the chicken holding the sun!” “No, isn’t this a sun holding a chicken?”
Just as Cecily was wondering, Hina opened the door of the house feeling like she might remember something.
Creeak— An easily opening door. Soon they could see a beautiful woman sitting inside, wrapped in veils all over her body. She gave off a very mysterious impression. She literally looked like a fortune teller or priestess. Naru raised her hand suddenly and shouted.
“Salome!” “...I am not Salome. I am a nameless, mysterious and beautiful wanderer. So little ladies, what business brings you to this humble fortune teller?”
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The woman asked softly and gently. The children were all overwhelmed by the woman’s mysterious atmosphere as if they had entered a fairy tale, and Hina, who especially loved magical and mysterious things, was even excited.
“Priestess! Magician! Scroll!”
Swoosh— Hina held out the mysterious ancient treasure scroll to the veiled /genesisforsaken