Chapter 51

I conveyed our room's wishes to Mother and obtained her permission.

After that, I thought about writing letters until Darc's toilet arrived, but Sara started to doze off.

She must be tired from all that happened today.

"Sara, let's take a nap with Luria."

"Mm... okay."

"Then, I'm going to the bedroom!"

"See you. Ah, you, carry Sara for me."

"Understood."

The maid carried the half-asleep Sara to the room.

Sara's precious stick doll, along with the cool stick, I carried carefully.

"We need to make Sara's dress, don't we?"

The maid said as she carried her.

"Can't we bring clothes from the baron's house?"

There should be clothes for Sara at the baron's house.

"Please look at this."

"Hm?"

The maid turned Sara's bottom towards me.

"There's no hole for the tail."

"Really, it's true."

"Surely, Sara hasn't been provided with a special dress."

"Is... that so?"

Indeed, when I first met Sara in the baron's parlor, her tail seemed cramped.

"Because she was wearing nice clothes..."

"The material is good. It just doesn't fit Sara."

"Why... why is that..."

I know the baron didn't dote on Sara, but I don't understand why he would provide her with ill-fitting clothes.

"The design is old, and this is probably second-hand."

"Is that so? But making a hole for the tail isn't much trouble."

"That's true. However, adding a tail hole would lower the resale value."

"I see..."

I've heard the baron is wealthy.

The resale value shouldn't be a significant amount to the baron.

He must have been so indifferent to Sara that he begrudged such a small amount.

"Hmm."

I feel angry again.

"Also, I don't think she usually wears this dress. It's probably special because the lady is here."

She might usually wear much more tattered and shabby clothes.

In my previous life, I also wore tattered clothes.

"Hmm. I want to tell Mother about Sara's clothes."

"I understand. I'm sure the lady is already taking action."

Since we are in quarantine, we can't have new clothes made, but she will surely provide better clothes than what Sara has now.

When we entered the room, the maid gently laid Sara down on the bed.

I placed the stick doll by Sara's pillow.

I put the cool stick under the bed, so it can be easily grabbed if an enemy comes.

"Miss, I've been wondering, that is..."

"The cool stick."

"No, not that..."

The maid pointed to Sara's stick doll.

"It's Sara's precious doll."

"A doll, is it?"

I lowered my voice so as not to wake Sara.

"When Luria entered Sara's room, Sara was hugging this doll."

It's just a stick with cloth wrapped around it.

The small branches growing slightly off-center could almost pass for arms.

"I see."

"Maybe she would be happy if you gave her a stuffed animal."

"That's true."

"But this doll is also precious."

This shabby doll is something that supported Sara during tough times.

Therefore, it must be treated with care.

I got into bed and lay down next to Sara.

Carrot stood guard near Sara's face on two legs.

"Luria is going to sleep too."

"Would you like a picture book—"

"It's fine."

I declined the maid's kind offer to read a picture book.

Then, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.

The maid is busy.

Besides, I need to talk to Crow while Sara is sleeping.

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