As soon as he said this...
The girls, who had been immersed in the joy of being praised, instantly erupted into a commotion.
"Wow—!!!"
"I want the south-facing one!"
"I want the one with the big window!"
"I want the room that looks directly at the laurel tree in the courtyard!"
"Me too!"
"Wait! I'm going too!"
"I want to stay next to Tsukiyo!"
The next second...
The girls rushed towards the stairs leading to the second floor, cheering.
That lively energy...
"They're so full of life."
Tsubaki, sitting by the table and idly playing with an empty teacup, watched the girls' retreating backs and couldn't help but sigh.
"Youth is wonderful."
"It reminds me of when I first started following Lady Hephaestus."
Heimdall smiled but didn't respond.
He simply turned to look at the black-haired girl still standing quietly beside him.
—Kirukiru Amou.
As the strongest and also the most solitary among the group...
Kirukiru Amou naturally had no intention of joining the commotion.
She just stood there.
"What's the matter?"
"Aren't you going up to take a look?"
"If you wait any longer, the good spots will all be taken by the others."
Heimdall teased.
"It's fine."
Kirukiru Amou shook her head gently, her long, straight black hair swaying slightly with the motion.
"Any place to sleep is fine."
"I'm not picky."
"Go on."
"You can't just sleep in the hallway, can you?"
"Tomorrow has its own matters."
"Get a good rest tonight."
Hearing these words carrying a hint of concern, the lines on Kirukiru Amou's perpetually icy face seemed to soften for an instant.
She nodded.
"Yes, God."
After saying that...
She no longer hesitated and turned to walk towards the stairs.
Although her pace remained unhurried, there was a rare lightness in her retreating figure.
"..."
Only after Kirukiru Amou's figure also disappeared around the corner of the stairs...
...did the hall finally grow quiet again.
Only the occasional sounds of play from upstairs remained.
"Sigh..."
Heimdall was just about to sit down and have a sip of tea.
Suddenly...
...he felt a slight tugging sensation on his trouser leg.
"Hmm?"
Heimdall looked down.
He saw...
...on the carpet at his feet...
...a furry lump lying there.
It was that little bear cub—the child of the Fierce Person.
At this moment...
...the little fellow was struggling to stand on its two hind legs, its front paws clutching at Heimdall's trouser leg.
It lifted its round head.
A pair of small, pitch-black eyes were looking up at Heimdall with an expectant gaze.
Seeing Heimdall look over...
"Awoo?"
The bear cub called out.
Then...
...it stretched out a chubby front paw.
It clumsily pointed at its own back.
"Hmm?"
"Mm! Mmm!"
Seeing Heimdall looking, the bear cub became even more excited.
It made urgent noises with its mouth, desperately wiggling its plump little bottom to show its back to Heimdall.
That appearance...
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