8. Self-introduction

The forest was quiet. 　

I could still feel the presence of monsters, but for some reason I didn't hear a single unnatural sound. The sun is just above the sky and the sunlight is even brighter. The forest road is cool, and the sunlight filtering through the trees and the smell of the soil soothes my soul...

Doldren, who was holding the reins, was unable to enjoy the scenery of the forest because he was uncomfortable with the posture of riding a horse that was wrapped around a woman. I thought about how I should take care of this woman from now on, and how long she would protect me, but somehow I was distracted by her.

"Isn't it cold?"

Doldren tried to speak to the uncomfortable time that had passed through the silence from the fountain.

The woman turned and looked up at Doldren and smiled.

"I'm not cold because I got dressed. It's very warm."

"Really····· "

"The story doesn't last." She nodded at the woman's reply, but was at a loss as to how to proceed from there. 　

There are many things I would like to ask about how they appeared, as well as about the unfamiliar clothes and races in this country.

However, she just doesn't know about it, and if she's an ordinary person who has been put in this situation due to various circumstances, she doesn't mind being questioned by strangers. mosquito.

I just thought she might have that possibility. It's a bizarre encounter, and it looks questionable, but it's actually not that big of a deal. 　

I just happened to see her in a dream, so I'm just wondering if there's something there. But she doesn't say anything either. Is she nervous, doesn't want to talk, does she have anything to say?

As she wondered where and what she should say, it occurred to her that she might as well ask her name again.

"I want to ask you something."

At Doldren's low voice, the woman turned to him again.

"Your name. I asked you earlier, but can I ask your name again?"

"Ah," the woman opened her mouth. "Yes, of course." She was a little taken aback by what she saw, but she was relieved that she would listen again.

"I'm Hiai Hiai..."

"Ian?"

Doldren had difficulty pronouncing her name and asked back. picture? and the woman let out her voice in a small voice.

"Are you Ian?"

"Umm. Huh, uh, uh..."

Looking a little confused, she said her name again slowly and with her hesitation. But the name Doldren repeated was still "Ian". The woman blinked her eyes and groaned "Hmmm", her eyebrows lowered and frozen.

"Pronunciation. I can only hear the name Ian because the pronunciation is different from each other."

She brushes up her black hair mixed with gray, and Dordren also says troubledly. Moments later, she let out her voice and bent over to look into Ian's face. 　

"I didn't use my name either. My name is Doldren Davato. I'm sorry, I forgot."

Oh yes... Ian nodded in amazement, staring into her close-up gray eyes, then exhaled her breath one big time, and she ha ha ha and laughed. Doldren panicked at her laughter and put his hand over Ian's mouth. Ian paused in surprise as his large hands covered half of his face.

"Ian. Laughing later. It's dangerous here."

Doldren whispered to Ian, loosening the strength in his big hands. Ian gulped, knowing that her laughter was dangerous. "Is this a dangerous place?" Seeing her eyes, Doldren relaxed her cheeks, smiled and nodded. 　

"Just in case."

When I get to a place where I can laugh, he added quietly. Ian also whispered, "Be careful. I laugh a lot." Ian turned forward again, Doldren closed his mouth, and the horse proceeded along the forest path at a regular pace.

A brief self-introduction. But for Doldren, this time for self-introduction was completely satisfying.

Until a while ago, silence seemed uncomfortable, but now it's gone. Ian's smiling face was so friendly that it almost made me laugh. So did he feel safe?

I didn't know what kind of person he was, so I imagined this and that, but it turned out that the woman who called herself Ian wasn't that much to be wary of. Although she was surprised that she could trust people so easily.

"Ian is a normal person." A calm adult who doesn't react to Doldren's stern appearance. If he asks, he will give an honest answer, and he probably isn't lying. He doesn't feel alert either, so he won't be carrying anything to contain. 　

"A normal adult who can handle normal conversations normally." he is just an ordinary person. He was not dangerous in nature, he decided.

"Birthplace, position, things like that are just appearances." It's good to listen and check things like that later. I came to this country for some reason and fell into the spring. No, is this unreasonable?

It's been a long time - Doldren recalled that he didn't trust anyone.

Most people have an impression of Doldren when they first see him. The attitude of contact is fear, probing, stance, flattery. Women would snuggle up to her because she thought she was bold, but she was more often intimidated. 　

Especially in recent years, the number of men and women who come to his furious side has decreased. The relationship did not reach the heart, and trusting someone would lead to danger in exchange, such a relationship continued.

"Ian." "Is it because she came from somewhere other than this country?"

There is no fear in her eyes as she looks at herself. She exchanged a little, and she gave me an innocent smile. I just met her, but for some reason I feel good about trusting her.

A normal conversation after a long time. (Although the content is not normal), she usually enjoys the state of having a conversation with a person she met for the first time.

in addition--

"It's a beautiful color."

A word that looked straight into her gray eyes.

As soon as I remembered, something in Dokun and her body made a big noise. Doldren panicked that Ian, who sat on the inside of her arm, could have heard it.

Did she hear Ian's heart? Her head was tilted back slightly and we met each other's eyes.

"I've been thinking about it for a while now, but the color of Doldren's eyes...it's really beautiful, isn't it?"

"It's the first time I've seen her gray eyes," smiled Ian. She doesn't look embarrassed, she just wants to tell you. It becomes words obediently, and she flows into Doldren without a hitch.

Doldren couldn't answer anything, just muttering things like ah, yeah. Something inside him swayed like a cathedral bell, and Doldren was puzzled for a while.