20demayo Chapter 83
Chapter 83
A Modest Happiness
“Meg, what’s wrong?”
I opened my eyes, and there was Gil-san, tilting his head, looking at me. I looked around, and it seemed like it was already morning.
Ah, right, I had a dream... and there was something important I had to tell Gil-san. I tried so hard to remember...
“I-I fogot...”
I slumped my shoulders. Why!? I remember thinking that I had to remember, that I couldn’t forget!! How frustrating...
“What?”
“Dweam...”
“Dreams are easily forgotten.”
“But it was an important dweam. I wemember... thinking that I had to tell you, Gil-shan...”
“Hmm...”@@@@
As I groaned, “Gunu, gunu,” Gil-san crossed his arms, a troubled look on his face.
“...Ah, sorry, I was lost in thought. Let’s go have breakfast after you get dressed. ...Do you need help?”
He must have noticed me tilting my head, staring at him. I hurriedly replied. My muscles weren’t sore today! As expected of a child’s body.
“I-I’m okii!”
“Well then, I’ll be in my room. Come over when you’re ready.”
“Undeshtood!”
“...You can tell me about your dream when you remember. Don’t worry about it, it can’t be helped if you’ve forgotten. That’s what dreams are like.”
“Yeah, I appreciate it.”
Oh, so “toome” is tomato, and Gil-san likes spicy food. “Karri” must be curry! It has that distinct spicy aroma! Ugh, I want to eat it, but this body probably can’t handle anything too spicy! I could just tell. It’s frustrating to like something but not be able to eat it...
But! I have fluffy pancakes with sweet syrup! Looks delicious. Itadakimasu!
“...You’re really enjoying that.”
“It’s yummy!”
The pancakes are fluffy, as they look, and the rich, tomato-flavored sauce goes incredibly well with them. Heart-shaped? I cut it in half without hesitation! Food comes first!
As always, I took my time, finished the salad and milk, and then, “Gochisousama.” I was full. I leaned back on the chair, rubbing my stomach.
“...You look satisfied.”
“Yesh! I’m so happy the food is always yummy!”
“Hmm. It’s these little joys in life that allow us to work hard on our missions.”
“You’re right. I shlept well, ate well... sho I’ll work hard!”
“That’s the spirit.”
That’s right. Waking up in bed, someone greeting you “Good morning,” someone to eat delicious food with.
A modest happiness, that isn’t so modest after all, a happiness I want to cherish.
This mission was connected to my future, I’m sure. If possible, I wanted to stay in this happy place. I’m sure this body’s original owner would like it too, she’d be safe and sound.
And because of that, I’d do anything! Happiness wouldn’t come if I just waited.
I’d seize it with my own two hands!