I opened my eyes just as dawn was breaking.

Well ...... My head hurts a little.

The drinking capacity of this body seems to be quite poor ...... The monster of the abyss is so weak. Not only drunk easily, but also have period.

This is different from the promised ah!

I seem to have lost my mind, what did I do last night.

I shook my head hard, trying to recall the fragmented fragments.

Hmm ...... Looks like someone got into a fight ..... ...Aria approached me for a chat ...... Premarital anxiety ...... Then I went to the bathroom, and then what?

"That's really ...."

That familiar voice suddenly sounded in my head, and my eyes snapped open!

Last night, met the bearded swordsman!!!

An instant cold sweat seeped out.

What had happened!

I panicked and felt around my body for a while ...... The head is still there, and the arms and legs are fine.

I am still alive! Why didn't he kill me? And how did I get back?

He ...... I think he said something to me, what did he say?

I can't remember.

The door of the room was pushed open with a creak.

"Sylve you already get up. Breakfast is ready.’’

Grandma's voice sounded outside the door.

"...... Oh."

The meal was eaten with a look of heavy thoughts.

"Sylve, what are you thinking about, you're about to eat up your nose."

"Grandma. Last night I, how, I went home?"

"We still want to ask you yeah, you scared the hell out of us last night know!" Aria, who had been silent at the dinner table, suddenly slapped the table, "You went to the bathroom so far away from what, I waited until the party was almost over and did not see you back! Everyone is worried, looking for you everywhere! They said ...... They all said that you might have been carried away by the wolves ......"

The girl's tone was rare and stern, and her eyes were actually red at the end of the sentence.

"I'm sorry."

Seeing Aria, who hid her fears deep in her pupils, I couldn't say a single extra word and immediately apologized.

"It's not your fault, it's mine. I was drunk too, and I let you go to the toilet alone ......"

Shifting from stern to a rather self-condemning whisper.

"Sylve, you can't drink anymore."

Barry's face was swollen and he was also frowning tightly at the moment, speaking in a somewhat jarred voice.

"Barry, your face?"

"...... Don't you even remember?"

I shook my head.

"...... Forget it, it's nothing, just a fight with someone." Barry's eyes dodged and immediately digressed, "Sylve, I couldn't even stop you yesterday, you're a girl, you can't do that."

...... You're the girl.

"You guys, where, found me?"

"We didn't find it, it was Grandma who found you. You were like a cat, cowering in the doorway, asleep."

"I, myself, come back?"

Where's the bearded swordsman, no one saw him?

"Yes! Probably walked back by yourself when you were drunk, you really don't remember anything at all?"

"I, don't remember ......"

"Well, well, let's not talk about that, it's more important to come back safely than anything else. Here, Sylve, open your mouth." Grandma scooped up a spoonful of vegetable soup, blew to cool down and sent to my mouth, "last night it happened to go out to collect clothes, otherwise grandma did not even know that you slept at the door, what if you are sick ...... I'll let Doug teach Ryan a good lesson."

The warm soup into the belly, dispel the residual alcoholic fumes.

The simple table, there is a warmth called home coiled around the heart.

Sometimes it may be hard to tell if someone is lying to you, but you can always tell at a glance the heart that comes from the bottom of your heart.

"In the future, no more."

After I repeatedly promised, the matter was closed.

After breakfast, I took some coins from my grandmother and ran to Uncle Doyle's to cut the meat.

Along the way, I met many kind greetings.

"Yo, Sylve, it's okay."

"Sylve, you gave little Barry a hard time yesterday, hahaha."

"Sylve, if you are naughty again you will be spanked by grandma, yo~"

"Sylve, come over here uncle to show you wrestling ♂."

...... The last one ignored just fine.

"Sylve, yesterday uncle is sorry ah, drink too much, muddled up." Seeing Uncle Doyle, he was a little embarrassed to scratch his head, "Finally okay really too good, otherwise uncle do not know how to explain to Granny Clare."

"Uncle, I'm fine."

I smiled sweetly at him, smiling at him even more ashamed.

"Here, this is the front leg of the wild boar that was just killed yesterday, look at it! The meat is delicious, and it's still hot and whistling, haha! Here you go!"

Uncle Doyle held up a large leg of pork and handed it over.

"Uncle, my money, not enough."

"No, this is from uncle to you, as a small appreciation. You don't know that yesterday when I got home, your aunt scolded me so badly! If you do not accept, uncle may have to go back tonight to be scolded again."

"Really, no need ......"

"Take it!" Uncle Doyle saw me still want to resist, the pig leg a hand into my arms, "that what, not little Aria will soon be married, uncle also nothing can give as a gift, this is also considered to bless her in advance! Alan that boy is a good person, his father and I also considered a lifelong friendship, Sylve should not be polite!"

The result is still not able to resist the persistence of the uncle.

When she returned home with a big pig's leg in her arms, her grandmother was discussing the upcoming wedding with Aria.

"...... I don't know if Father Merrill can find the time to come. He's so busy, how can he be bothered ...... Ah! Sylve, where's the boar's leg!"

Aria saw the meat I was holding in my arms and her eyes lit up.

"Uncle Doyle, a gift."

"Uncle Doyle is so nice!"

"Sylve, put the pig's leg up first." Grandma gave me a sideways glance, then pointed at Aria and said, "Don't digress my little one, what is a wedding without a priest's blessing. Tomorrow I'll go to the town to find the priest, this old face still has some thin face."

"Don't, Grandma, Alan's father has already spoken to the church, when the time to invite a monk to officiate!

"Who is closer to God, a monk or a priest? If possible, Grandma would like to invite the bishop."

"Grandma! Why are you running around at such an old age?"

"What do you mean by "running around"? How can you talk like that, little girl? You don't even worry about your own marriage!"

"I have Alan here, just leave it to him."

Aria pouted.

"Grandma, tomorrow, I'll go."

I put the meat in the kitchen and interjected.

"You've never even been to town, you don't even know where the church gate is, what are you getting involved in? That's it, no more talk."

Said the grandmother took out a long aqua blue dress.

Blue is the color that represents fidelity in this world. The style of the dress is quite simple, very ordinary compared to the modern world's exquisite and complicated dresses, but it was hand-sewn by Grandma during this period of time, is carefully prepared for Aria's wedding dress.

"Aria, try this on."

"Eh~ It's so beautiful, thank you grandma!"

Aria gleefully hugged the long dress and entered the room.

"Sylve, how's the hymn learning, don't be too reluctant oh."

I had mentioned to Grandma that I would lead Aria's wedding hymn, and for that reason I had been practicing every night recently. But because of my pronunciation problems, the process was extremely difficult, but I was able to sing it completely. When the time comes, everyone in the church will be singing along, so there shouldn't be any problems with hearing it.

"Well! I can."

"Sylve, that's good."

Grandma touched my head, and I immediately closed my eyes and jumped into her arms and rubbed them hard.

No matter what happens, even if I don't do well, Grandma never blames me and always gives me the best first.

This is probably what it feels like to be loved.

"Grandma! Sylve! Look at this, how is it~"

Aria, who had changed her dress, jumped and stood in front of her, lifting the hem of her dress and gently spinning it around, her lithe body overflowing with joy.

"Aria, beautiful."

In fact, it is far from beautiful, but it is such a simple to simple happiness, but more exciting than just beauty

"Hehehe." Aria happily hugged me, "Not as pretty as our Sylve!"

"Aria, won't it, bother you again?"

I remembered what Aria told me just last night.

"Nasty, Sylve still remember what I said ah ...... I just drunk la, in fact, I still like Alan very much ......"

Aria showed a rare shy look.

"...... Are the shoulders a little wider? You stand still, I compare the size, the two days to grab and change again."

"Grandma ~ you can praise me first!"

"Beautiful, beautiful, of course my Aria is beautiful~"

"Thank you, Grandma~" Aria kissed her grandmother heavily on the cheek.

"Aria, this, for you."

I took out a blue ribbon tied with a bow from the small room and handed it to Aria.

"This, is made by Sylve Oh, Her hands are torn several times, what a little fool."

"Really? Thank you, Sylve."

Aria gave me a big kiss on the cheek too.

"Aria, be happy."

"Yeah, sure."

............

Two days before the wedding.

Grandma Clare went to the next town early in the morning, and Aria went to Alan's house.

"Sylve, do you think Aria will like this hairband?"

Barry turned the hairband in his hand over and over. He made a special trip to the next village yesterday and asked someone to make this hairband, ready to wear it for Aria by hand on the wedding day.

"Yes. You, ask eight times."

I looked at Barry with a rather impatient gaze.

"...... Fine. Anyway, even if she doesn't like it, she can't say it. Or I'll just ignore her for the rest of my life."

"You're not, looking for, Aria?"

"Yeah, oh, there's so much to get ready, I have to hurry over and help. Sylve is not going?"

"I, am going, to pick flowers."

For two days I had to go to the forest to pick enough flowers to make a bouquet to decorate the church.

It can be quite a heavy task.

I was going to make the most beautiful garland and put it on Aria on the day of the wedding, making Aria the most beautiful bride in the village.

"Oh, be careful then. I'm off!"

Barry left.

I carried my bamboo basket and walked towards the forest humming a tune.

At noon, the sun and the breeze were warm, bathing the quiet little village.

I walked on the muddy path.

I was approaching the forest, but I gradually stopped and looked at the ravine not far away with some doubts.

There, I felt a scent.

A very familiar, so I felt a kindred spirit.