Chapter 2 (1/2)

Chapter 2: The Uncle and Hero no 576

When it comes to winter, roasted sweet potatoes really are the best

But given the dry weather, the house ive up

However, success! Sweet potato cakes can be made at home Given that this is a different world, different methods have to be used to create the paste-like sweets Of course there heat flour used and a bit of honey for sweetness, though the unique taste came mainly from the sweet potatoes

It was served with a small spoon to eat it

There was already be a layer of snow outside, so the weather wasn’t very good for customers

Incidentally, fro the house, Elan, had continued to discreetly glance to the side Of course I had prepared her portion, but it was really fun to tease her

The next time she peeked over, I met her eyes

Elan’s face went red and her hands fiddled with the broo panicked

“Your portion is in the cabinet, so when you are done cleaning, go eat”

She worked extremely hard to finish her work Ah, she really was still a child

Not long after…

“Sweet and delicious~”

Her two hands cupped her cheeks, her eyes shi+ning brilliantly

“That’s great”

I gently stroked her hair Because there were no custoht silver and reached her jaw It was very fluffy and smooth to touch While I stroked her hair like a cat’s head (ED: aard like me), Elan instinctively leaned close to me

“He-hey brother, do you remember this time of the year last year?”

Elan, with her eyes closed, gently nuzzled me (TL:Hehe) I could feel the little horn on her forehead

“Ah yeah, you were lying silently in front of my house; that really scared me too”

“I wonder if anything will happen this year~”

Elan happily kicked her legs

“Just eating white rice is good enough”

“Elan, you have to work hard, no slacking off!”

Whenever I get mad, my speech tends to become more punctuated

I sighed, and she waved her hand, brushi+ng it off

-Bang, bang, bang

Inter sounded at the door

There were still customers at this time? I motioned for Elan to put her hat back on

Cautiously, I opened the door a crack

Late at night, the ground was snowy, and the sky seeo on for miles

A fifteen year old boy with an unkempt appearance, tattered clothes, frostbites full of pus, thin cheeks, and frail body, lay prostrate on the ground

He lifted his head and looked at me with eyes like a wounded wolf

He seemed helpless and fearful, but his face seeive up

Interesting

“Why don’t you come in,” I said

I took hih the side door to the house The house was divided into two parts: the honificantly s of only a kitchen anda bathroom A spread of blankets was usually the bed, located on floor of the shop

I let hiave hiht side

Elan usually slept on the left side Of course, we used two sets of bedding Even if we hadn’t, I wasn’t interested doing anything to little children

“What is your naave him medicine

“Nord Nord Bali Rio”

“OK I am the owner of this weapon shop, and that is my little buddy, Elan”

Nord barely glanced at Elan and moved on

To be honest, he was not truly interested in Elan; rather, his interests lay in the shop full of weapons

He looked around as if he was trying to find the hidden treasure

Nord didn’t seeWell, that was fine After all, silence was its own type of e to wrap his wounds I discovered that Nord is actually a very handsome child If it weren’t for his emaciated body, he would be quite popular with the women

After a while, Nord turned to me and said: