111 Kings Castle Walk "Colona" (1/2)

--I've never been good with the cold.

I don't know if it's my body's inability to withstand the cold, or if it's just a matter of my personal endurance.

I'm not an expert on the human body, so I don't know the truth.

However, at least as far as my own senses are concerned, I have always had a greater dislike for the cold than the heat.

There are many reasons I can give.

One of the most sentimental ones is that people have a sense of warmth.

I have missed the warmth of human skin, but I have resigned myself to the fact that it is out of reach, and that I am out of the loop.

It is in the cold, but not in the heat. A typical example of this is the necessary warmth.

When I was hot and people were cold to me, it didn't make me feel any cooler, so I thought that maybe it was different.

But as I watched from afar the scene of people huddled together happily around a warm pot, I couldn't help but feel that they didn't look cold.

I closed my eyelids softly, not wanting my eyes to burn.

--I was never good at being cold.

Under the cold weather, everyone stays inside.

Even when I walked through the cold and somehow found a village.

Everyone seemed to be happy and warm in their caged rooms.

At least it's warm outside the walls of those houses.

I spent every night wondering if I would ever have to get up again.

--Inside the castle. Wine cellar in the basement of the kitchen.

In this dark and chilly place, now.

Two men and a woman are locked in here.

Yes, without a shred of tension.

”Oh my God, oh my God.

The maid who is walking around in circles in the cellar at a half-running speed, making a lot of noise.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do.

Futa leans his back against a barrel and crosses his arms.

In this place where there is no sunlight, the only thing to rely on is the fire from the cantera.

But even that feeble light was about to be lost.

It all started with a discussion about what to drink with the meal.

As the next step for Futa, who had been following Korona to learn about cooking, he was in the middle of a lecture by Korona about the combination of each dish and sake.

Dr. Corona was correct in his teaching and cooking methods, but he also played around a lot. When we entered the wine cellar, she started to ride on a ball with a wine barrel.

It was a while ago that she was having a lot of fun, saying something about going down the river on a barrel.

When they got tired of playing and became quiet, the top door of the wine cellar suddenly closed.

Futa climbed the ladder down from the door and tried to open it by force, but failed.

The door was locked tightly, and it seemed that no one had noticed that he was inside.

If Corona hadn't been making so much noise all the time, that wouldn't have happened.

I'm sure you've heard of it.

But that's another story. At the time, I hadn't heard any explanation about the types of alcohol.

Anyway, there was no sign of the two of them in the kitchen today, and it was hard to hear them when they were locked up.

That's why I came back to the ”Tehendada, Tehendada” of my head.

”...... is the worst of it, but I have a feeling you could smash it if you really wanted to.

I don't like the idea of the sun getting into the cellar while it's being repaired.

”Oh. I don't want to bother Lilac-sama with this. ...... I'd like to find another way.

Although Fouta does not know it, the top door of the wine cellar also plays a role in maintaining a constant temperature. If you break it open, you can be sure that the quality of the wine will be affected.

For this reason, Corona did not agree with Huta's idea.

But that doesn't mean that there is no other way out.

There ......

Oh.

And here comes the fire of the cantera.

The complete darkness is slowly becoming chilly.

I wondered if she would be okay, let alone me. I glanced at her with that thought in my mind and saw Corona holding her arms, shivering like a freshly bathed dog.

...... What are you doing?

It's warm when you shake.

You don't have to shake in such a physical way. ...... Is it cold?

Hmm, yeah.

She muttered to herself, ”I can't lie.

However, in the darkness, Futa realized that.

Even in Futa's room, a month ago, before the cold season had fully arrived, she had camped out by the fireplace on her own, saying, ”It's cold.

The temperature in this cellar must be unbearable.

Shouldn't we bust down a door or two?

”No, Master Futa, it's fine!

”No, it's too cold.

What's more important, the maid or the princess?

Isn't that what you say when you want someone to take care of you?

Come on, come on. Breaking the door should be a last resort. I don't want a future where I can't drink.

......

Hooter reluctantly climbs down the ladder.

I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but it's a good idea. I could see the smoke coming out of his fist even in the dark. Obviously, it's like five seconds before he smashes it.

Well, I'd rather give Corona the cold shoulder.

...... You're such a jerk, Hooter. Don't do that because you'll get the wrong idea.　Okay?

What's with the misunderstanding?

I made eye contact with Korona, who was standing at the bottom of the ladder.

It's hard to tell in the dark, but once your eyes get used to it, it doesn't matter that much.