# 17
I couldn't say anything.
" Yes ……."
"How is this? How is this?"
Dearyn asked with great expectations for Sirius.
Sirius just complained.
A variety of rooms opened before my eyes.
Sirius's eyes were wide open just looking at her.
I was asking you to please put me in an empty room.
"…… I hate."
After he finally expressed his opinion, Dearyn looked sullen and closed the door.
However, once I moved to the next room, I regained my energy.
“Wow, this room is decorated with bright colors! Isn’t it so beautiful? That shiny lace...”
explosion.
Sirius closed the door instead of answering.
If colors could make sound, the room would be so loud that eardrums would burst.
Sight doesn't scratch your nerves as much as hearing. But Sirius also knew for the first time that it was possible to scratch that much.
“……If you don’t like it, say no…”
Dearyn grumbled with sadness at her tastes being ignored.
After that, the room tour continued until all the palace rooms were visited.
Among them, there was not a single room where Sirius felt like staying.
In the end, after examining all the rooms, Sirius chose the simplest room with no windows.
And that night.
Sirius opened her eyes at the room she had been taken to.
Dayarin said that she might become more sensitive after moving to another room, and soothed her with divine power until she fell asleep.
But soon after, my eyes opened on their own.
"after……."
Sirius tried to calm his excitement by repeatedly taking long breaths, just as Dearyn had taught him.
However, as time passed, tensions increased.
I felt like I was running away like the day I moved.
Even though I knew I shouldn't, I couldn't control it.
Eventually, Sirius couldn't take it anymore and stood up.
Sirius, who had been pacing around anxiously, decided that wasn't enough and left the room.
When I left the room, all the sounds of the world that were blocked by the door pierced my ears.
The locusts chirping in the night, the owls hunting, the leaves rustling in the wind, and the heavy breathing of Darin.
All the other sounds were as annoying as the sound of metal on the battlefield, but the last sound, the sound of Dearyn's breathing, was not as annoying. In fact, the more you listen, the more at peace you become.
Sirius staggered and followed the sound of Dearyn's breathing.
As I passed through the long hall and approached Dearyn's room, my heavy breathing calmed down a little.
"after……."
Before visiting Dearyn, Sirius took a deep breath again.
The first night, I was so angry at the sound of Dearren's snoring and gnashing of teeth that I ran to him.
While I was wondering if I should open the door and kill that thing, Deyarin woke up.
In fact, this concern has been going on for a very long time.
During this time, Deyarin felt no look or presence at all and slept peacefully.
So, if you open the door for a moment and you're next to her, she won't wake up.
But Ceres has recently received a lot of education about what not to do.
One is that everyone has their own space, and if you want to get close, you have to ask permission.
Upon entering the room, it was polite to knock on the door and announce your presence.
If I knock on the door, I'll wake up Dearren.
I didn't want that.
However, it was comforting to listen to Dearyn's breathing.
I felt like I could rest if I heard the sound of breathing from a little closer away.
Sirius gave up trying to open the door and instead sat with his back to the door.
Although there was only one door between them, there was the sound of Deyaren's breathing on the other side. And the quiet vibration of the heart.
Ceres' heart matches the vibrations of that heart.
My heartbeat, which was rising to the top of my head, gradually calmed down.
At some point, Sirius fell asleep.
* * *
“……What? Why are you doing this here?”
"I woke up."
Sirius suddenly raised his head.
Deyarin couldn't help but feel absurd.
I thought I could now understand the reasons for most of Sirius' actions, but sometimes he would do unthinkable things like this.
“If I wake up, can you go back to sleep?”
“I love this place.”
"…… interest……."
What would you say to this?
"But this is not your room. People should sleep in their rooms."
“I can't sleep.”
Dearyn, who knew the Sirius language system better than anyone else, immediately recognized the meaning in the words.
“Isn't this the right room? What if I move him to another room?”
Dearyn was in the mood to start touring the room again immediately.
Sirius shook his head quickly.
Yesterday was hard too. I didn't want to do that again today.
And it was decided which room Sirius wanted anyway.
“That room.”
The room closest to Deyarin's room.
“Oh, this room?”
Dearyn opened the door Sirius had indicated, but then froze.
On the pink wallpaper...
On a bunny pattern blanket….
It was a room with a strawberry-shaped rug.
Anyone could see that it was a nice room for the baby.
On top of that, it's full of bright, crazy colors and patterns that Sirius hates.
It's not just full of colour. Various dolls in the shape of snowflakes, raindrops, butterflies, etc. were hanging from the ceiling and window sills.
"…… Are you well?"
Dearyn was really worried about Sirius.
I wonder if I'm going crazy now. I was aiming for extreme simplicity, but I couldn't do it, so I went to extremes.
"…… maybe."
Sirius also had no confidence in himself.
But that night, Sirius had a much more restful night than he expected.
The sound of Deyarin's breathing coming from one of the walls made me relax as if I had taken a drug to calm my nerves.
Sirius lay on the strawberry-patterned pink carpet and listened to Dearyn's breathing for a long time.
* * *
After resolving the room problem, the two began intensive training on etiquette for welcoming the royal family starting today.
I finished cleaning up faster than expected, which gave me more time to focus on training Sirius.
Maybe we can organize a successful visiting event.
Darren was full of dreams and hopes.
“Okay, let's start by saying hello.”
The priest was a panacea for people's hearts.
I thought that if I stuck to the priest and complained, or if it seemed impossible, it could be solved with a blessing.
Even on the battlefield, I was reassured that if I met a priest, I would live even if I had to die.
Naturally, the shrine was often visited by high-ranking people. There were many nobles who came to the temple.
Although Dayaren didn't have to deal with them directly, she had learned well the temple-level etiquette so that she could deal with them without panicking even if she encountered them somewhere.
I never thought the day would come when I would use this knowledge in this way.
"… … you're good?"
Dearyn was stunned when she saw Sirius flaunting her salute pose at the perfect angle.
I only taught him once, but Sirius received me kindly, like a teacher who has never left a noble family since the moment he was born.
Perhaps it was a natural result.
Ceres is someone who has honed his body to the extreme.
Of course, he could do things with his body as precisely as a knife.
“Now, let me invite you, Your Highness Sevian. Let us do so from the moment we get off the carriage.”
“Huh.”
The entire protocol process is a scenario.
Even every word and look is specific.
Dearren planned them taking into account the palace's movements, and Sirius did an excellent job.
However, there was a fatal problem.
"No no! Where do you go while I say hello?"
"Yes……."
The problem was that Ceres' sensitivity had not yet been properly resolved.
Even now, as I was just leaning in front of the front door, I almost jumped out of my way when I heard something rustling inside the garden tree.
It's like this even when I'm alone with myself, but what happens when I'm surrounded by strangers?
You could see an amazing sight with blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
Even with the blood and flesh of the royal family.
It was scary to even imagine.
‘Please be patient with that……’
Diarine cried and arrived.
However, if I was going to cry, I would have finished my debut as a young teacher long ago.
“I think they would tolerate even a mild error in etiquette, but they cannot tolerate murder.”
What if the person who cares about you dies?
Even if you are not lucky enough to die, it is of course impossible to be seen.
In order to get through this royal visitation event safely, it was necessary to change Sirius' habit of jumping in response to something.
“You're not doing this because of an order to kill anything that moves, are you?”
“No. This is just for operations.”
“So how did the members of the Eighth Division get along on the battlefield?”
“It kills existence.”
Only those who could do so were active as members of the Eighth Division.
For some reason, the Eighth Division barracks were very far from the general camp.
“Even on the battlefield, you hear a lot of insects and wild animals. More than here. How about that?”
"killing."
“…Aren’t you asleep?”
“When she kills, she becomes quiet.”
“…….”
It was a really elegant and simple solution.
Yes, no matter how brutal an animal is, if you kill it, it will be gone.
It reminded me of the times when anonymous meats were distributed in large numbers.
There was also a ghost story going around that the 8th Division captured and killed human meat without her knowledge.
……It was not a ghost story.
This is how I knew the identity of the meat
Which I enjoyed very well.
Through this conversation, Deyarin learned a clear truth.
The habit of rushing towards sound is not something that can be corrected by trying for a day or two.
“Oh, what should I do…….”
Dearyn covered her head and groaned.
Why is the Third Prince making such a fuss about coming to visit at a time like this?
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