047 – Finding Mom #2

047 – Finding Mom #2

Torret, a 5th grade civil servant.

He was a tougher man than I thought.

middle aged.

I trimmed my grey-gray brown hair with oil.

I felt like a civil servant.

But those sharp brown eyes trembled with fear.

“What are you so afraid of?”

I asked.

Then the official with a pottery bottle in his hand shouted.

“It’s you, savages! He came into the house on his own without the owner’s permission! This is trespassing!”

“That’s right. I like that. Civil servant Nari. I have a question for you, so please give me some answers. If we hear the story, we will back off.”

“Dad, look at this, there is a strange pottery!”

Clink-.

“… no more… hehehehe… It’s not on purpose. Naru is Molu… .”

Naru scratched the back of his head as if embarrassed.

However, the official’s eyes turned white when he saw the scene.

“The pottery my wife made for our 10th wedding anniversary… .”

I’m mad.

If it was only expensive, I could compensate.

Porcelain made by his wife—a personal treasure of the same kind is hard to compensate for.

Should I just say this at a time like this?

“Well, the kids can make some mistakes.”

“… … .”

Guggets -.

The civil servant frowned, looking strict.

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Just when I wondered if the conversation would become difficult, I felt a presence from inside the kitchen.

-Honey, who’s here?

“Halaris Yi, don’t come this way!”

lightly.

With the sound of small footsteps, someone appeared from the kitchen.

It was the wife who cut her blue hair short.

He was wearing an apron and holding a cookie in his hand, and he looked very young.

I guess I was only in my early 20s.

but.

The thing that caught my eye the most was the ears exposed through the hair.

Short, pointed triangular ears.

different from the human ear.

It is also different from the elf’s long ears.

Garot was the first to react.

“Are you a nymph?”

nymph.

A race of fairies different from the elves living on the continent of Pangea.

This official’s wife was probably a nymph.

“Oh, I didn’t hear that guests were coming. Ho-ho-. I’m glad though. Just in time, the cookies were overbaked, so it was obvious I couldn’t eat them all.”

It was the nymph’s wife who covered her lips with her hand and smiled ho-ho.

Seeing this, Garot admired it.

“Awesome. I heard that the nymphs I know maintain the same appearance throughout their lives as pre- and post-pubescent girls. Was it just a rumor? I don’t know about nymphs because I’ve never seen them before.”

It was as if he had never seen the Garoddo nymph, an excellent hunter.

Soon after, the nymph Halaris set down a plate of cookies on the table.

“Nymphs are few in number. Anyway, nice to meet you all. I am Thorette’s wife, Hallaris. you guys… ?”

“Naru is Naru Barjuda… ! I like strawberries… !”

The naaru hugged the nymph who identified herself as Halaris.

A stranger hugging without warning.

“Somehow it feels familiar… !”

It seems that Naru is not shy at all.

Halaris stroked Naru’s head.

“Naru. He is a small and cute child like nymphs in the gutter. Are you your daughter? Is this your father and this is your mother?”

“This is Naru’s father, Yuda.”

“I am Garot. Not Naru’s mother. Neither is Judas’s wife. I just came to this place because I was curious. I’ll ask straight forward. 25 years ago. Tell me about what happened in the basement auction house at 61st Street.”

Garot was a hot-tempered person.

After his wife appeared in response to his question, the civil servant who had been watching the situation quietly frowned with a rather serious feeling.

His eyes turned to his wife’s face.

His wife, Halaris, began to shake her hands, looking rather uneasy.

Seeing this, the official let out a deep sigh.

“I have nothing to say. I want all of you to leave.”

“Didn’t you hear the story?”

Garot asked.

The official then lifted the pieces of the broken jar.

The cross section looks pretty sharp.

“I made it clear. Get out.”

“… … .”

Garot closed his mouth and opened his slender eyes.

It must be trying to gauge the difference in skill between the man holding the piece of the jar and himself.

This man, Torre, looked pretty strong for a civil servant.

It will be about silver grade.

However, it was clear that he would not be Garot’s opponent.

Officials are well aware of that.

If I reach the silver level, I’m a veteran, so I’ll be able to judge my opponent and my skills.

However, even so, the civil servants set the edge as if they would not step down.

“Get out of my house.”

It was a sad cry.

At that time, the wife, who had been hidden behind the official’s back, placed her palm on the man’s shoulder.

“Honey, it’s okay. I was just surprised to receive a question I hadn’t thought of for a while.”

“Halaris.”

“it’s okay. Maybe you have some circumstances. If you are Judas, it is also a name you have heard. I also have a small child. Not bad people. You can tell I’m a nymph.”

“… … .”

At Halaris’s words, the official put the piece of jar he was holding in his hand on a nearby table. Then he sat down on the sofa and sighed deeply.

“I will tell you for sure. I washed my hands in the world of shadows. I don’t serve snix or nocturne anymore. It is the body that goes to the Church of Heavenly Father every Sunday. They even do the choir.”

* * *

“25 years ago. Back then, I was living a pretty crappy life. They go on a spree as they don’t even raise money. In fact, it was money. It was enough to earn money by going to the slave market.”

The official sat down on the sofa and started talking.

I also sat on the sofa with Naru and ate cookies.

It was more delicious than I expected to chew.

“Jack the swordsman, the owner of the slave market, was a villain among villains. He was a very scary guy. Because he was the one who stabbed his subordinates with a knife because of his bad breath.”

The official’s expression was serious.

However, Garot shook his head as if he did not like the situation.

“The introduction is long. Just tell the main story. We are looking for Lady Rione, who disappeared 25 years ago. As a daughter of the Ragdoll family, the swordsman must have been carried to Jack’s slave market.”

“Yeah, it must have been. All kinds of people flowed into the slave market. rione. I don’t know if it had a name like that. 25 years is a long time for me… .”

He was a civil servant who was immersed in reminiscence.

Soon, his wife, Halaris, who was sitting next to him, opened her mouth.

“Blonde, blue eyes. If it’s a girl who looks like a doll, I Halaris remembers it. Back when that halaris was still a nymph in a small ditch. I was caught by the hunters too.”

Shuk-.

Halaris held out the palm of her right hand.

Now that I look at it, the tip of my little finger is missing.

“Nymphs are the race most loved by the Demiurges. The bodies of the nymphs are God’s blessing itself. That’s why nymphs’ blood and hair are said to be valuable ingredients. Even your fingers.”

“… … .”

“I was captured by a human hunter. And in the next room of my prison there was an aristocratic lady. She was a kind and beautiful girl. I remember clearly. Even now.”

Right.

I could see why public servants don’t like to talk about things from 25 years ago.

It seems he didn’t want to make his wife think of the past.

“But the dark-haired people came in and the story changed. They looked like warriors who came to rescue their people from being sold into slavery. It ran wild.”

It was said that Jack the Swordsman’s auction house was destroyed by savages rampaging from all sides.

Slaves escaped, savages screamed, and it wasn’t even a fuss.

An official soon added an explanation to his wife’s story.

“The swordsman Jack, who was the culprit behind all the incidents, is dead. When the soldiers arrived later, they found only his torn left hand at the scene. It’s because the savages ripped it to pieces.”

“What about Lady Leone?”

Garot asked.

At that question, the nymph Halaris shook her head.

“I don’t know either. A lot of things were confusing. But looking at it like this reminds me of the old days. You look a lot like the Barbarians I saw back then. As for taking the kids… .”

is it.

While I was nodding appropriately, the official tapped the table with his finger twice.

Then he stormed out onto the balcony.

“I’m going to light some cigarettes.”

“Garrot, Naruya. I go out with you too.”

I also followed him.

knocking on the table twice.

That’s what people in the back world said, ‘I have something to say, so come out.’

When I went out to the balcony, the official was already lighting a cigarette.

he said to me

“I’m not going to say it, but Jack the Swordsman was trash. The evil deeds he has done are countless. Even the vampire Scheheherazade was a nobleman compared to him.”

“yes?”

“I believed in Nocturne abnormally. As a sacrifice, they put knives in their hands and made the children kill their parents.”

“… … .”

“but. I know your name with the body I walked through the back alleys. Judah. king of sin. Something like Jack the Swordsman won’t even reach your toes.”

“is it? I wouldn’t be like that.”

“It’s fine. Swordsman Jack. Everyone says he’s dead, but I don’t think he’s dead. I want to know for sure he’s dead.”

“Is this a request?”

“I still come to you in my dreams. I dream that the peace I barely earned, my home, is crushed and burned at the hands of the returned man. It’s a dog dream. But you are a nightmare that is scarier than that dog dream.”

“great. You answered our questions, so I’ll take care of that. Because Naru and I also got cookies. I will have to pay for that.”

He said it was a return, but it wasn’t a bad request for me either.

It was always nice for thieves like me to have one official connection.

This civil servant guy was pretty solid.

It would be good to be resourceful.

So, isn’t it living with a pretty wife in a nice house with a large garden?

Also, even though he washed his hands, he was from the underworld, so he was bright about the background.

There is nothing better to use as my franchise—that was the word.

“Did you say Naru? Is this your real daughter?”

Soon after, an official asked me.

I nodded.

“yes. Even though I don’t know your birthday. Do you know what it means to be the daughter of a lion and a virgin?”

“What metaphor? Maybe my wife would know. Nymphs are a race favored by the gods, so they are well versed in strange metaphors.”

Shuk-.

We now return to the drawing room with the sofa.

“So Naruga picked up this anvil in the treasure chest! Morumoru, smart! They say you can count to a thousand! I told you about the equation last night, but Naru doesn’t know what it is!”

“Oh my, what an amazing kid, ho ho ho.”

The atmosphere is quite friendly.

I sat down on the sofa and asked the nymph Halaris.

“Halaris, have you ever heard of the daughter of a lion and a virgin? It refers to birthday. The daughter of the tearing lion, the daughter of the maiden who roams the grass— Maybe that was the story.”

“It’s your birthday. lion and maiden. Could it be a parable? No, it’s not a metaphor, it’s a story as it is. Naru’s birthday was between a lion and a maiden. I see, he was born in late summer.”

What a late summer.

When I wonder, Halaris laughs ho-ho-ho.

“It’s a constellation story. We nymphs are knowledgeable about the stars. August 22nd. It’s probably Naru’s birthday. You were born on a hot summer day. Between Leo and Virgo.”

belt.

it’s a constellation

I had no idea.

But once I thought it was a constellation, there seemed to be no other correct interpretation.

Absolutely the answer itself.

“Ow, shack… ! Come to think of it, I remember playing in the pool on Naru’s birthday… ! Mom, Dad, and everyone were splashing around in the hot sun… ! It was very hot… !”

“I see.”

Anyway, it was a day when I found out Naru’s birthday through a strange relationship.

born in august

Then take about 10 months, and at least October for Naru… .

It’s only March now, so there’s still plenty of time.

I felt like I had passed a big hurdle.

Now my eyes turned to Garrot, who was sitting quietly in the chair.

If you knew Naru’s birthday, now you should know who her mother is.

From my point of view, Garot is a very strong candidate.

However, I honestly didn’t know much about Garot.

Until now, there were various circumstances, so I honestly didn’t even tell you.

Now, it seemed better to find out one by one.

“Let’s get some fresh air for a while.”

Shuk-.

Garot seems to be heading towards the garden for a moment, so I followed him.

“Why are you following me? Do you have anything to say to me?”

Garot asked me.

I said simply.

“I was rummaging through your luggage the other day and saw a picture in it.”

“… … .”

“I didn’t know it at the time. Now that I think about it, the person in the picture looks just like Lady Rione. Although he looked a little older. Probably the two are the same person.”

I had seen the picture in Garot’s bag.

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Just as a civil servant regarded the pottery his wife had made as a treasure.

Perhaps the picture was Garot’s treasure.

-Are you a client?

I thought so, but I didn’t ask because it seemed like there was a complicated situation in my own way. In the first place, I wasn’t the type to be interested in other people’s stories.

But now I felt I had to ask.

Soon Garot said coolly.

“She is my mother.”