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  • ็›ฎ่“‹ใซใพใฐใ‚†ใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€้ˆใฃใŸใ‚‹ใ„ใพใฉใ‚ใฟใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆ‘ใฏๆŠœใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚

    ๆˆธใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅ…‰ใŒ้›ถใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœใŒๆฅใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใฏใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚้•ทใ„ๆ™‚ใ‚’้š”ใฆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใใ€ๆœใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ‘ปใๆง˜ใซใ€ไฝ“ใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ€ใ™ใๅ‚ใงใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ใจๅฏใผใ‘ใ‚‹ๆง˜ใชๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ใใฎๅฃฐใฎไธปใฏใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใ€‚ๆ•…ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚’ๅฑ…ๅ€™ใ•ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฉไบบใ ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใฏๅฝผใซๆŠฑใใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผใฎ่ƒธใฎไธญใงๅฏใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅง‹ใ‚ใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฝผใฎไฝ“ๆธฉใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ไปŠใงใฏใ€ๅฝผใฎ่ƒธใฎไธญใŒๆˆ‘ใฎๅฏๅบŠใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅ‰ใพใงใฏใ€ๅƒๆ•ฐๅนดใ‚‚ๅฏใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใพใ•ใ‹็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใŸๅพŒใ€่ฆ‹ใš็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใฎใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใฎ่ƒธใฎไธญใŒๅฏๅบŠใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ๆƒณๅƒใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใฎไฝ“ๆธฉใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๆ—ฅใ‚’่ทจใ„ใง็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใŸใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใฏๅฝผใฎไฝ“ๆธฉใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฏใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚่‚Œๅฏ’ใๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ๆœใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๆˆ‘ใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใฎ่ƒธใฎไธญใงใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใฎไฝ“ๆธฉใ‚’่ฒชใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใจใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใฏใใฎๅพŒใ€ๅฏๅบŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ตทใใฆใ€้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚้ฃŸไบ‹ใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ€ๅคงไฝ“ๆˆ‘ใŒ่ฉฑใ—ใ€ใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใŒ่žใใจใ„ใ†ๆตใ‚Œใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใฏไบ‹ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸใŒใ‚Šใฎๆ€งๅˆ†ใงใ€ใคใ„ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹้ข็™ฝใใ†ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅพ—ๆ„ใซใชใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ—็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅ›ฐใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“ใจ้ ทใใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚’่ค’ใ‚ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๆˆ‘ใซใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใใฆใ€ใŸใ ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใฆใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใจๆšฎใ‚‰ใ™ๆ—ฅใ€…ใŒๆˆ‘ใฎๆ—ฅๅธธใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปๆšซใใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใฏๅ‹คใ‚ใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ในใใ€ๅฎถใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ไปฅๅ‰ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใŸใ„ใจ็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใฏๅ›ฐใฃใŸใฎๆง˜ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใซใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ—ฉใ„ใ‚ˆใจๆ–ญใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใฎๆ–นใŒ้ฅใ‹ใซๅนดไธŠใ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใซใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚’ๅญไพ›ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฏ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๆ‚”ใ—ใ„ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใฏใ€ใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใฎใŠๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใกใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€‚ใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใซใ‚‚ใ€ๆˆ‘ใฏใ‚ˆใๅญไพ›ใ‚’ใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆง˜ใซๆˆ‘ใจๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใฎๆง˜ใซๅ›ฐใ‚Š้ก”ใง็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒปใƒปใƒป้ŽๅŽปใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใ€…ใฏ้ŽๅŽปใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไธๆญปใฎ่‚‰ไฝ“ใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ€3ไบบใšใฃใจไธ€็ท’ใซๅฑ…ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ไฝ™่จˆใชๆ€่€ƒใ‚’ๆˆ‘ใฏๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๆง˜ใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๆŽƒ้™คใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ€ๅฎถใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆœฌ็ญ‰ใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใง้Žใ”ใ™ไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅคงๅˆ†ๆ™‚้–“ใŒใŸใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆˆ‘ใฏใตใจใ€ไบบ้‡Œใซ่กŒใฃใฆใฟใŸใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใจ่กŒใฃใŸใ€ใ‚ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„็‰ฉใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงๆฅฝใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใชใใ€ไบบ้‡Œใธ่กŒใใ€็”บไธฆใฟใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฆ–ๅคขๆฎฟใจๅถ็„ถๅ‡บใใ‚ใ—ใ‚ใฃใตใ‚‹ใ‚ใฃใตใ‚‹

    Feeling the brightness on my eyelids, I roused from my slumber and stole away.

    Light is spilling in through the entrance. It seems morning had come. As usual, I greeted the morning early rather than wasting any time. As I stretch out my body, I hear a sleepy-sounding groan coming from nearby. It was the voice of my lord. He is the good will that took me in and let me stay with him for free. I sleep with him in my embrace, tucking my head into his chest. At first it felt awkward, but now I am used to having his warmth there when I sleep. I could say that his chest is my futon now. A short while ago, I never would have imagined that after waking from my thousand year slumber and meeting my then-unknown lord, I would be sleeping so soundly in his grasp. His warmth makes me feel safe, reassuring me that I have managed to make it to another day. I have truly become dependent on having his warmth there to sleep. Being a cold morning, my skin felt cold; I decided to snuggle back up to my lord and pilfer his heat. A bit later, we rose and had a meal. During our meals, I mostly speak while he mostly listens. With me being the type to love fooling around, whenever I think of something interesting to do I tell him. He usually puts on a hesitant expression but nods and approves, praising me. It makes me delighted. That is how we spend our days.

    A while later, having things to do, he departed. In the past I offered to help him, but he declined, saying I was still too young. Even though he says I am much older than him, there are still times when he treats me like a child. It is somewhat vexing... I just want to be of use to him. Now that I think about it, that person also treated me like a child when speaking to me, wearing the same uneasy smile as my lord. ...I should stop thinking about the past. Those days are long gone. I thought the three of us would be together forever, immortal, but.... Stopping myself from overthinking it any further, I returned to the room and started cleaning as usual. Then, I read the various books around the house. After a seemingly long time had passed, I suddenly felt like going to the human village. The place I had gone to with my lord one time. It was fun, seeing so many things I had never seen before. Thus, I randomly set off for the village, and looking around at the sights I happened to see Youmu... to be continued

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