I Will Leisurely Become Healer in Another World

There’s always Shaw by my side.

“I see it. That’s where Falco grew up.”

“Mine, the house I grew up in”

Out of town, through a wheat field for a while, rocked by horses with Cyrus and Rik, there was a gentle hilly area on the other side, at the foot of which stood one small farmhouse.

“That triangular roof, the window in the middle, is my room.”

Rick explains it happily.

“Right.”

For Falco, the house is where he sleeps, with no good or bad. It is not cold, and if it is clean, there is nothing to say.

I feel happy that I did have a father, but as much as I finally remembered a faint memory during this time, I have no obsession or resentment whatsoever. There might have been, but I forgot about that. For Falco, at a young age, because Lyla was everything in the world.

The house I thought was small, when I approached it, it was out of sight. It was large and the white wall felt warm.

“Someone knocked on the door one winter night. Even in the neighborhood, you can do it during the day. I opened the door wondering what it was, and there was light there.”

I narrowed my eyes as if Cyrus remembered the blindness of that light.

“Is that your mother?”

“Yes.”

Cyrus dropped his narrowed gaze into the garden like it was illuminated.

“I’m asking if I can put a camp in the garden. It’s winter time. I’m a hunter, so you can’t do that when they say you’re used to camping.”

“You let me in my house, too.”

“Oh, adults and children, a man wouldn’t get lost, but you worried for a moment that a woman would be bad at being alone. I don’t mind, but I figured if they lost their reputation, they’d be in trouble. But I still couldn’t forgive myself for letting you stay out in the cold.”

He must have left town just because he wanted to go, even though it was already night in the winter. Think we’ll figure it out. Falco grinned bitterly that it was something Lila was going to do.

Even Falco can tell. If you’re a wise person, and if you don’t want to bother people, you don’t do that. Falco was seriously worried for a moment about whether he should apologize instead of Lyla.

“Apparently, you liked this house. Lyla was traveling all over the plains based here as it were. One of these days, you’re gonna be with me.”

He said I was born.

“That’s right. Someone who came with the light and flooded this house with light. That was the lila for me.”

Well, Lyla was popular wherever she went, and I guess she was here. But even when I was taking Falco, there was no town I stayed in for more than a year. That means Falco looked up at the house, wondering how cozy it must have been here.

“Come inside, please. The first floor is hardly different from when Lyla and Falco were there.”

That’s what they said and I went inside, but I never remembered anything. It’s not my house, it’s someone I don’t know. Falco felt somewhat chilly on his back.

“You wanted to bring Shaw and Hal too. I don’t know what you said, but I think a country house was popular with girls.”

Rick is looking over his house again.

“Shaw will be pleased”

I’m not sure what the country tone is, Falco, and I couldn’t tell that from my own house in the northern town. If I dare say so, I think the room is big and the windows are huge. If Shaw thought he’d be happy, the chill on his back went somewhere as soon as he could.

“I don’t know about Deep Forest, but I think I’d be interested in these puffy cups and patterns.”

Next to Cyrus boiling water trying to make tea right away, Rik is putting the cups out of the cupboard and lining them up.

Something in Falco’s memory was stimulated when he saw it. Yes, I do feel like I was reaching out from that cupboard, wanting to get the cup out myself. Apparently I have some memories.

“Falco, I want to serve dishes.”

“Yeah. Jibu.”

“Yes, do it.”

I hear Lyla. I wanted to stretch my back and get the cup, but I still dropped it. The thick cup broke nicely into two pieces.

“Yeah, yeah.”

To Falco, who accidentally cried, Lyla said:

“Why are you crying?

“Because the cup”

“If you drop it, it’ll be something that cracks. What if it cracks?”

“… hiatsu”

“That’s all.”

Falco cried desperately, cleaning up the broken cup and cutting off his hand.

“Lyla’s tough on little Falco, too. I didn’t say anything wrong, but when Falco cut his hand with a broken cup, I remember yelling at him, too. Do you remember anything?”

“Oh, somehow”

That went on, and I couldn’t help crying, I learned that I’d do anything I could myself.

Lyla is doing nothing wrong.

But if I were Shaw, I’d wonder what would have happened.

“Falco, do you want the cup?

“Yeah, Jibu.”

“Then I’ll bring the table.”

I’m sure Shaw would have said that. I carry the table with me, even if I take the cup safely, I still drop it.

What would Shaw do if he broke a cup and cried?

“I dropped it. That’s sad.”

That’s what he says. He waits until he stops crying. If I stop crying, he’ll watch me clean it up. And I’ll try to take the cup again.

“What’s up, Falco”

“No, it’s nothing”

I’m sure I had fun in this house, Falco thinks.

Though I can’t recall the pleasure right now. I wonder how Shaw would have felt and what Shaw would have done, I’m sure he had fun.

“If you drink tea, let’s go to the attic!

“Oh.”

Shaw would surely have tea there too, running up the stairs to the attic.

“I wonder how far it was done when Falco was there.”

What can I say.

For my father, Shaw is the light, just as my mother was the light. You’re pulling me up glittering in the quiet waters like the swamp I saw in the lake swamp.

“Must have been fun, me”

“I guess. I’ve always done something with a serious face, and at least there’s such a Falco, and I am.”

Cyrus’ voice trembled so that he could hang on to something.

“It was fun.”

“Yeah.”

It’s not just a home with memories. I have Rick now, and he’s adding new memories to this house.

It’s still fun, isn’t it?

Rick stands aside and Cyrus nods honestly. Falco, who turned away gently to avoid being rude, found the ladder.

“Well, show me the attic”

Because I’m sure Shaw would love it.

“That’s cool!

Now let’s come with Shaw. It was Falco who rose out of the chair thinking so.