458 Because its cold. (1/2)

We got dressed and ready. We were leaving the mansion and coming to the east woods.

It's white in the woods. The growing trees are colored with snow falling down.

Slightly unladen areas emerge as contours, and it's cutting-picture beauty.

Step on the snow that is accumulating every time you advance your feet. I enjoy the feeling of stepping through soft snow crisply.

Then, the foot stops by the stepped snow.

Sometimes the snow is deep and my legs sink quite a bit, but it's also adorable.

”Boy, walk as far as I can where I've stepped on it, okay? Otherwise, you're gonna get your foot taken off unexpectedly and you're gonna get hurt, okay?

What a snowy step to play with and Baltro noticed me.

”Sorry, I was just enjoying the feeling of snow”

”Are you having fun stepping on the snow?

”It's fun.”

When answered clearly, Sister Elinora leans her little neck just because she doesn't know why.

Well, it's hard to find these kinds of fun from kids. Sister Elinora is tired of working too and I think there will be a time when I can tell when I want to relax.

You're very quiet in the woods. It must be because of the snow and most creatures are hibernating. You don't have many signs of life compared to the rest of the season.

”Ah, deer.”

Sister Elinora groaned potpourrily as she looked around wondering if she was also a creature.

I don't see a deer even if I follow his gaze.

”Where?”

”Between the trees over there. I'm wearing snow, so it's hard to simulate and see.”

When Sister Elinora told me that and put magic in my eyes, I really had a deer.

But the deer already noticed this way. When I did my gaze, I ran away.

As usual, it's something you can often find so far away.

Take a closer look and I'll follow Bartolo's trample.

Baltro's legs are so big, don't feel like he's no match for me even if my legs are twice as big.

It's like we're chasing a dinosaur's footprint.

”Hmm? If you look closely, there are other footprints besides ours, right?

It's snowing and subtle, but there's a slight footprint on the ground other than ours.

”Oh, I guess the villagers are coming to fish for walrus just like us”

”I see.”

It's a rare time for delicious little fish. Maybe the villagers are coming too.

Then it doesn't seem like the three of us will be lonely fishing.

As I walk, the snow falls inadvertently far away. And a few ice columns that were sticking to the branches due to the weight of the snow also fell.

Baltro stops unexpectedly when he sees it. And when I saw that I started making snowballs, I guess what I wanted to do.

Bartolo throws a snowball with three ice columns in the tree ahead.

Baltro's snowball, released as a fastball, hit the middle and the columns that hit him directly fell to the ground.

”All right!”

Apparently, he shot it out intentionally, only in the middle.

I used to do a lot of snow in my last life, too. Ice Column Dropping in Snow Balls.

Running around other people's private houses, I dropped snowballs of ice columns on the roof. Sometimes I went off and hit windows and walls, and I was pissed off.

”I'll do it too!

Bartolo's little play inspired Sister Elinora's child's heart.

And I was silently making snowballs, too, inspired by my childhood heart.

”Then the lady is right and the boy is left. Hit it tight, huh?

That's what Bartolo said, and me and Sister Elinora are going after separate ice columns.

I just want to hit it right because it's visible that if you take it off here, you'll be fooled.

But it's too hard to beat Sister Elinora in a competition like this.

I guess, too, if Sister Elinora keeps hitting it, I'll take it off while she keeps throwing.

So I decided to take one step.

”Can I throw first?