Chapter 125: Learning Manners (2/2)
“Chirrrp. (Is this life?)”
If the chicken accepted this place as its home, there would be no reason to go outside and fight. Perhaps it was fighting against the cats in order to find the way to go back.
In any case, the baby chicken had the right to stay in this place, just because Kaeul liked it.
In the evening, Kaeul hugged the baby chicken and fell asleep on the living room sofa after coming back from her walk. While sleeptalking, she scratched her stomach. The Regressor placed a thin blanket on top of Kaeul, who was sleeping with her stomach revealed.
A yellow-haired girl hugging a yellow furry ball to sleep was quite good to look at.
The Regressor, who had his position stolen away, went into the study and began writing the daily record as a guardian.
Peacefully, daily lives continued.
A daily life that was quite realistic, which he hadn’t expected at the end of the sixth iteration, had surrounded him. The hazards were far apart and the kids were happy. Within a peaceful time, good memories and experiences were repeated.
The Regressor felt content.
The abnormally long winter had already passed.
It was already fully spring.
*
“Gyeoul. You have to be polite.”
“…Iing.”
“Polite.”
“…Ppolite.”
“Nn. You don’t know how to be polite?”
“……Uuing.”
“Hmm… I think you do. I’ve seen you copy us sometimes.”
If you continue being like that, people will think you’re like Yeorum, okay? After Bom said that, Gyeoul also turned serious. Watching on from the side, it seemed that something had happened while they were outside.
That night, Bom went into her room with Gyeoul and began teaching her manners.
“Repeat after me slowly.”
“…Nn.”
After a few hours, Bom peeked out of the room.
“Ahjussi. Can you help me with something?”
“What is it?”
“I tried teaching manners to Gyeoul, and I wanted to test it.”
Do dragons need to learn manners? The Regressor didn’t know, but thinking back, he too tried to fit into the frameworks of society and daily lives by showing manners.
Apparently from what Bom told him henceforth, it seemed that the dragons learned ‘Askalifa’s etiquette’ in their youth, except for the red race. It was because the dragons tended to be involved with the ones in power including nobles and politicians.
Since Bom was always right, he went into her room and sat face-to-face with the child sitting on the bed. Therefore, Gyeoul had to sit in front of both Yu Jitae and Bom.
“Are you ready, Gyeoul?”
“…”
For some reason, Gyeoul nodded with an extremely excited expression.
“Now, there’s an adult here. What should you do when you first see him?”
Gyeoul bent her back to a 90 degree angle.
“…Hello.”
Her words were still slow, and her reaction time was also slow, but that was because she always thought extensively before putting her thoughts into words.
“Good. Now, ahjussi will give you something.”
Bom gestured with her eyes, to give her whatever it may be.
You didn’t tell me this.
In any case, he had to give her something so Yu Jitae put his hand into his pocket. He found the pocket watch he always carried around, so the Regressor handed it over to Gyeoul.
<The Authority, [Vintage Clock (EX)] rejoices in joy.>
Why are you happy.
“Ahjussi is… lending you his watch for a bit. You know what to say in response, right?”
“…Nn. Thank, you.”
“Good. And what do you have to do after you finish using it?”
Gyeoul looked at Bom and Yu Jitae before showing a bright smile. She then put the pocket watch into her own pocket.
“Are you going to just take that?”
“…Nn.”
“Whose watch is that.”
“…Mine?”
She gave a wide smile despite knowing it wasn’t hers. In other words, she wanted to have it.
<The Authority, [Vintage Clock (EX)] cheers for the pure desire.>
“No. Gyeoul. That’s ahjussi’s. You have to give it back to him.”
“…Do I, have to?”
“Of course. You can’t steal someone else’s stuff no matter how much you want it. Your unni will buy one for you later, Gyeoul.”
“…Hing.”
Gyeoul carefully took the pocket watch out with her two hands, appearing regretful. She then slowly pushed it towards Yu Jitae.
He tried to take it, but her tiny hands fiercely held onto it. She appeared reluctant to return it, but Yu Jitae still took the pocket watch from her hands.
<The Authority, [Vintage Clock (EX)] is depressed.>
“Now, ahjussi will go somewhere. He will go outside, and visit the supermarket on the way back. You know what you have to do?”
“…Nn?”
“Say goodbye, and tell him if there’s something you want.”
“…Ah, nn.”
Gyeoul stood up on the bed and waved her hands.
Yu Jitae, who had been looking into those water-like eyes, also returned a wave albeit awkwardly.
However, she didn’t say anything.
You have to say what you want, so that I can get it for you. He thought and waited.
She mumbled like usual as she carefully pondered on the words to use, before finally deciding to share what she wanted.
“…Can you, not go?”
*
Starting from that day, Gyeoul started being more polite. After the lesson on manners, she began talking more about the things she wanted. She also seemed to think that bidding farewell to anyone leaving the house was a rule that had to be followed.
For example, the protector had to leave the house for a bit so it wore a large coat, rubber gloves, a mask and a hat, when Gyeoul came to the entrance with a bright smile and waved her hands.
“Yes? You mean me, young lady?”
She appeared indifferent for a few months already, but now Gyeoul greeted and bid farewell whenever it was going to and from the house.
The protector was moved.
“…Nn. Good, bye.”
But after listening to her farewells several times, it started to feel slightly strange. Gyeoul always said ‘goodbye’ when the protector left. Instead of that, the protector wanted to hear, ‘see you soon’ and ‘take care’.
“I’ll be on my way, young lady. Cat spirit beasts seem to have appeared nearby, so I’m going to go there for a bit and will come back ‘soon’. I’ll be back soon, kmm, kmm…”
It then waited for the reply to come with a flickering crimson gaze. It waited and waited.
Gyeoul looked at the protector with a blank gaze and asked.
“…Aren’t you going?”
The protector was sad.