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Chapter 79 of 100

Chapter 79

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I took out a cool stick from under the bed.

"Owl, please grab Lulia's shoulders and fly a little."

"Hmm?"

"There's no time to explain. Please."

The owl grabbed my shoulders as instructed and floated in the air.

Despite flapping its wings vigorously, the sound of its feathers remained as quiet as ever.

"Amazing. Owl, you're a lifesaver."

It would be difficult to explain why my shoulders were tattered if asked.

So, it would be better if no one asked.

"If I do this, no one will ask why my shoulders are tattered."

The reason for the tattered state was obvious to anyone.

"Ah, I see!"

The owl seemed impressed. I am a strategist.

"Quack."

Caro looked at me with a bewildered expression.

Perhaps she didn't understand the true intent of my plan.

"…Lulia-sama, why are you doing such a thing?"

"This is for that."

I swung the stick around.

"With this, it looks like I'm just practicing aerial combat."

"…I see." "Quack quack."

I felt like Crow and Caro were bewildered, but it was probably just my imagination.

"Huff huff! Huff huff! Cha~!"

I immediately started swinging the stick.

If I didn't look a bit out of breath, it would be suspicious.

—Flap flap

As I swung the stick, the owl flapped its wings in sync.

"Owl, are you okay?"

"Hmm!"

The owl seemed to say, "I'm fine, leave it to me."

"If it gets too hard, you can put me down, okay?"

"Hmm!"

I swung the stick.

I recalled the sword practice I always did and swung it.

Sword practice while not touching the ground was indeed difficult.

(The teacher said that weight shifting is important, right?)

The sword teacher said, "Weight shifting is important. Footwork must not be neglected."

Swinging the stick while not touching the ground made me understand the importance of footwork.

—Flap flap flap

"Huff huff!"

Swinging the stick became fun.

As I concentrated on swinging the stick, my mother entered the room and shouted,

"Let go of Lulia!"

She rushed at the owl in a panic.

—Flap flap

The owl easily dodged.

"Owl! Put her down!"

The owl lowered me to the ground.

"Thank you."

I patted the owl firmly.

"Lulia!"

Then, my mother hugged me tightly.

"Mom?"

"Please… don't worry me like that anymore…"

"Sorry. I was just practicing with Owl's help."

"…It looked like you were about to be kidnapped."

"Sorry."

I hadn't thought of that.

But if a large bird of prey is holding a child, it might look like a kidnapping.

"…Hmm."

The owl seemed apologetic and moved closer to my mother.

"Mom, Lulia asked Owl for help. Owl isn't bad."

"…I see. Owl isn't bad, then."

"Yup, Mom, sorry?"

"…You always manage to get along with animals so well."

"Yup. Everyone is good."

Sara, who had entered the room behind my mother, approached and patted the owl.

"Owl is cute."

"Yes, it is cute. I was surprised earlier, though."

Sara and my mother both patted the owl, who seemed to enjoy it.

—Flap flap flap

"Cluck."

At that moment, Cocco entered through the window.

Cocco is a chicken, so it can't fly for long periods.

But chickens can fly up to the second floor.

As a guardian beast, Cocco can probably fly longer than an ordinary chicken.

It might even be able to fly up to the third floor.

"Cocco, welcome back."

Cocco had left the room earlier while we were discussing Roa's meal.

"Here."

Cocco greeted us with a small voice and walked to the other side of the bed.

Then, it quickly moved to the window and tried to go outside.

"Cocco, wait a moment."

"Cluck?"

My mother stopped Cocco, who was about to fly out the window.

"…When you came in, you had a bug in your beak, right?"

"Cluck?"

"Why don't you have it now?"

"…Cluck."

Cocco looked away.

"…Don't tell me!"

My mother stood up and ran to the other side of the bed.

"Ah!"

My mother let out a small scream and collapsed to her knees.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Sara and I rushed to my mother's side in a panic.

"Whoa~!"

Sara's tail swayed in surprise.

"Ah, this is…."

Under the bed, there was a basket, and inside it, a large number of live caterpillars were wriggling.

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