We returned to my house the mont the sky turned completely dark.
Once we opened the door, the aroma of boiled Mirte Mushroom and freshly baked bread enveloped us. Our attention was imdiately drawn to the humming figure of my mother, busy at work the kitchen.
"I’m ho," I said, announcing our return.
"Welco back~," My mother replied from inside.
After we stored our equipnt, we quickly went into the kitchen.
She turned to look at us the mont we entered the room, and she frowned as she noticed how dirty we were—or more precisely, how dirty Tizmilly was.
"My! Tizmilly! Are you okay?" She gasped and rushed toward Tizmilly. She checked Tizmilly’s condition, wiping Tizmilly’s cheeks with her apron.
"I-I am okay, Mrs. Roost. I am just a little tired..." Tizmilly muttered with a vague blush on her cheeks.
"You need a bath. Don’t worry, Aunty had ward the water for you."
Then my Mother looked at and narrowed her eyes. "And you, Theo!"
I could only tilt my head, oblivious of why she suddenly beca angry.
"Why do you always bring Tizmilly into Dungeon!? Which girl will be glad dating inside a monster-filled place?" My mother asked while placing her hands on her waist in an intimidating pose.
"Don’t worry, Tizmilly is strong. And we were not dating..." I answered, looking at Tizmilly to seek her help, and Tizmilly nodded in response.
But My mother seed to be still unsatisfied even after that.
"Even if that is so, can you say that Tizmilly enjoy her ti while you two were inside? Huh?"
Only after Tizmilly herself told my mother that it was her who wanted to beco stronger and joined that my Mother cald down. She seed to recall about the boiling soup in the kitchen after that. My Mother rushed back to take the pot off the stove and turned off the switch of the stove.
I let Tizmilly take a bath first as I went to help my mother setting up the dining table. Once Tizmilly finished, it was my chance. Then, it was our dinner ti.
The dishes couldn’t be called luxurious whatsoever, but it was warm, and that was what important.
"Mom’s cooking is always incredible!" I praised as stuffed the bread into my bowl of soup.
"Haha, of course!" She replied as ssing with my hair.
I could feel eyes filled with longing watching . And it was Tizmilly, as expected. My mother also noticed it, as she ca closer to her and started to ss her hair up as well.
"Here, Tizmilly, too!" My mother giggled with a bit too wide smile, clearly having a good ti.
"Ah-ah... M-mrs. Roost?" While Tizmilly could only blushing, ’!?’ marks popped out of her head.
I laughed watching them and ignored Tizmilly when she pleading to help her getting my Mother off her. After all, I couldn’t defeat my Mother.
We continued to slowly digging our dinner until we finished all the soup. And, surprisingly, it was Tizmilly who ate the most. She could only cover her red face with her palms as my mother teasing her about how she would beco a big woman if she continued her current appetite.
She ate five bowls and 8 pieces of bread, so actually, maybe she might really beco one. I laughed at the idea.
We washed the utensils together at the sink and let my mother rest at the living room, before the fireplace. As I rubbed a spoon with the sponge, I turned at my left and saw through the small window that the snow was already started to fill the world outside. Naturally, it brought to think about the Academy.
"We have to return to the Academy... Right?" Tizmilly muttered.
She also looked at the snow. And maybe even thinking about the sa thing as I am.
I nodded before opening my mouth.
"Yes. After the festival, what about hiring more maids? We will not be able to go to restaurant everyday once we’re back at the Academy, and it will be too much if we just leave my Mother and the girls managing it."
Tizmilly slowly nodded her head.
"You’re right..."
I noticed that Tizmilly’s hands had slowed down. She also lowered her head. And as I looked at her more closely, I could see that her hands were subtly trembling.
’Returning to the sa place where she lost everything... It wouldn’t be great. She must be afraid. I knew that feeling.’
I quickly finished washing the utensils on my side and washed my hands.
From personal experience, I knew that saying too much things or trying to cheer her up here wouldn’t be good for Tizmilly. And I also wanted her to solve her problem by herself so that she could grow stronger in the future. Both ntally and physically.
I lightly tapped her shoulder.
"Co on, wash yours faster," I said, showing her my best smile. "You don’t want my Mom to finish all the cookies alone, do you?"
Tizmilly imdiately perked up the mont I ntioned about cookies. She stopped getting down over the thought of the Academy and imdiately hastened her movent.
’Heh, her appetite really has been greatly increased after she tasted my mother’s cookings, huh? So cute.’
We then put the utensils back into the cupboard.
The first snow has co.
The Deep-Lore Delve Festival was waiting for us days later, and once the winter ended, our third year in the Academy would start.
Hopefully, nothing troubleso would happen then.
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