537 535 Green Ancient Wood Pavilion (2/2)
Fran and medium-sized dog-sized Ursi look up at giant trees side by side in the middle of the garden. It's a tree that resembles a kusnoki, but the spread of its branches is already wider than the roof of the inn, as if it had another roof.
Satisfied to watch for a while, Fran opened the inn door. Well-maintained but very old wooden doors.
”Ooh.”
And I raised an exclamation I don't know how many more times.
”There's a tree inside too”
'Well, you do. Well, I know how surprised you are.'
The trunk of the tree was thicker than I imagined. It's supposed to be a big inn there, but half of it is occupied by tree trunks. Giant trees sitting in the center with Dawn and floors strewn around their roots as if they were wooden decks.
The shape of the floorboard around the tree is convex, probably because it is cut into its shape as the roots grow.
”Oh, hey, are you a customer?
”Who?”
”Who, who are you?
”Fran. Adventurer”
”Ha-ha. I see.”
It was one little elf old woman who had spoken to Frans, who had stopped at the entrance to the inn.
”I'm the owner of this inn. Are you staying?
”Mmm! Overnight!
'Come on, are you staying here?
(Mmm!)
I haven't even discovered the guild or anything yet...... They liked it a lot.
Nevertheless, the old man in the elf may not have seen it before. Apparently the elves spend the majority of their long lives looking young and aging just like humans in the last hundred years or so. When that happens, the approximate elf is said to pull into a cage and sleep for a long time.
Isn't it pretty unusual to be an old woman and yet work in a people's town?
”Dinner and breakfast are included, not 500G”
”Okay.”
”And then there's something to watch out for. If you hurt this Daiki, I'll knock you out. All right?”
Master Oki. Is it some kind of special tree? Fran asks, what a spiritual abode. They say this old woman has a covenant with the Spirit.
”If you don't do something wrong, be nice.”
”Spirit, can I see you too?
”Come on. Maybe I'll see you, maybe I won't. Well, for a good girl, maybe I'll see you.”
”Okay. It's good.”
”Well, well, well, well.”
After that, the room I was shown was more normal than I thought. Beautiful bed, easy decor. Nor was there anything like a tree branch strewn around the room, like I was worried.
Dada doesn't have spirits living in it, but Daiki herself is adjusting the direction in which it grows to match the inn, he said. Because of this, the Guest does not have a large tree branch in the room.
I can't seem to help but get the roots and stuff thicker.
”Good room”
”On!”
”You seem to like it a lot.”
”Mmm! It's like being in the woods, it smells good”
For Fran, who is also a natural child, this inn, in the town but with signs of a forest, may be a place of peace of mind. I was sitting on the bed, breathing heavily in.