The Great Sage Who Did not Remain in Legend - 33.2

“Look, there are people who like children like you. That’s why I told you to pitch a tent close to someone.”

“I-I’m sorry…”

“Well, since she’s safe now, don’t be angry. She must be fine now after such a frightening experience.”

Even when Rocka says that, Mergin still scolds Iris, saying it’s too late if something really happens.

“Mergin, you’re like a father.”

“Indeed. Iris was picked up by a good person.”

Cisco and Rocka say this, looking at the two of them.

The chanko-style hot pot and alcohol are well received and finished. Since everyone wants to drink a little more, they grill some stingray fins as a snack.

“This is delicious. What is it made from? It looks like dried fish.”

“It’s stingray fins. It’s from a fairly large, flat fish, but mainly, only the fins are eaten. The tail has poison, and since they prefer to eat shellfish, they are considered pests.”

Barley shochu pairs extremely well with dried fish. Although Iris doesn’t drink, the members of the Star’s Guidance drink quite a bit.

“Iris, you live here with Mergin, don’t you?”

Vanessa clings to Iris, pressing her chest against her.

“Y-yes. I’m staying here.”

“Where are you sleeping?”

“In the bedroom over there.”

“With Mergin?”

“N-no, that’s not it. Mergin-san is sleeping on the sofa over there.”

“Huh? You’re using the bed while the homeowner sleeps on the sofa?”

“Y-yes…”

“Vanessa, it’s fine. I can sleep on the sofa.”

With just half a tatami mat and one tatami mat, there’s no problem as long as there’s space. The air conditioning is working, so I’ve been sleeping like this, but Iris is considerate and makes sure I use a blanket.

“Let’s go check out the bedroom.”

I don’t know why she’s interested, but Vanessa goes to see the bedroom.

“Wow, what is this bed and futon? They’re so fluffy!”

It seems Vanessa jumped onto the bed.

“What’s she doing?”

Mergin is astonished.

“Sorry, Vanessa doesn’t hold back with things she’s interested in. Her body’s an adult, but she has the mind of a child.”

“Is Vanessa the scout for the party?”

“How do you know?”

“Well, it was Vanessa who got caught in the trap, and those who are interested in various things are suited for scouting. They notice things others might miss, right?”

“That’s right. Even when we’re moving, she immediately picks up something. Her room is a mess of junk.”

That’s the way it is. Veloche from the hero party was a similar type.

“Iris, you live with the lockers; instead, I’ll live here.”

Vanessa shouts from the bedroom.

“What are you saying? Come over here quickly. Don’t sleep like that.”

But there’s no reply.

“Seems like she’s asleep.”