"Maybe my father can repair the Snow Crystal Sword."
Betting on that possibility...
The next destination was decided: my hometown, Snowlake.
For that, the first thing to do was to prepare for the journey.
Food and water.
Arranging for a carriage.
And, most importantly... clothes.
I stopped by a clothing store to look for cold-weather gear.
Snowlake is a place where snow covers the land for more than half of the year, so if I'm not properly prepared, I'll catch a cold...
No, I might even freeze to death.
"Fate, how about something like this?"
With a somewhat excited look, Sofia held up a thick coat and showed it to me.
It had fluffy fur attached and looked very warm.
The length was also long, covering up to the knees.
"Yeah, I think this would be perfect for cold protection."
"...That's not the kind of meaning I was asking about, though."
"Huh?"
If that's not the case, then what does she mean?
"Well... Also, gloves and boots. If possible, I'd like a hat as well. And just to be sure, I might want to get a new shirt to wear underneath."
"Is Snowlake that cold? From my memory, it wasn't that bad..."
"When Sofia was there, it was a warm year that happened once every few years. Normally, Snowlake is several times colder than it was back then."
"...Several times..."
"Recently, it seems like the cold has been getting worse, so we need to take proper precautions."
"Father."
I felt a tug on my clothes.
When I turned around...
"How about this?"
Aisha was wearing the coat and looked all fluffy and puffy.
It wasn’t just a regular coat.
Perhaps because it was a child’s coat, it had a bear costume-like vibe.
"‘C-Cute!’"
Sofia and I said in unison.
"Aisha-chan, you're so cute! Really, you're so cute!"
"Ah!"
Aisha was hugged tightly.
Though she looked a little uncomfortable, she seemed happy to feel Sofia’s warmth.
Her tail was wagging back and forth.
"Father."
"Yeah, you're really cute."
"Hehe."
When I honestly expressed my thoughts, Aisha blushed and smiled shyly.
Is she an angel?
"Hehe, now it’s time for the main event!"
Suddenly, I heard Licorice’s voice.
When I turned around...
"How about it!? Behold the miraculous, wonderful fairy, Licorice-chan, and ascend to the heavens from her cuteness!!!"
"‘...’"
Sofia and I fell silent.
"A furball?"
Aisha tilted her head slightly.
As Aisha said, there was a furball floating in the air.
No, it wasn’t just a furball.
When I looked closely, I noticed wings growing from the furball.
Probably, Licorice was inside it.
"Uh... Licorice?"
"Yes."
"What is that?"
"As you can see, it's cold-weather gear! Isn’t it cute?"
"Cute... I guess?"
A furball with wings.
It wasn’t exactly cute... but it wasn’t not cute either...
Though, it seemed more surreal than anything else.
"Why does it look like that?"
"Well, this store doesn’t have cold-weather gear for fairies. So, I got some discarded feathers, and made do with what I could. Ta-da!"
Licorice seemed proud of her work.
But it was really nothing more than a furball...
Yeah.
Licorice... I feel a little sad for her.
"I'll make Licorice's cold-weather gear later. Don't worry. As part of my bride training, I’ve learned how to sew."
"Huh? Why do you have such a strangely gentle look on your face?"
"Hehe, it’s nothing."
"What’s with that smile!? What is itーー!?"
The sound of Licorice’s voice, filled with dissatisfaction, echoed through the store.
TL Note- Press F if you feel bad for her.
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