Singing Lady Bird

Chapter 15

The beach I visited in the morning was beautiful. Iris exhaled calmly. The beach that Tiffany likes is beautiful, but this beach has an atmosphere of paradise. The tranquility of a place called Heaven, a foreign land in the south. He made a difficult choice last night, listened to the breeze, picked out just one book from his beautiful study collection, lay in bed and read it late, he said, and who as soon as he wakes up. beach without being disturbed. Neu may also be stretching his wings over a large area. Sometimes I hear something like footsteps, but he seems to be adventuring on this island and the building in his own way.

　Iris spent the day walking around the island. At breakfast, I asked Su to grab a bottle of water with a sandwich and a drink, and went from the northern cape to the south coast. For the first time, he fully enjoyed the feeling of coming on the way. The sun burned his white skin, and the first bird he saw flapped over his head.

　Guided by a mountain of mangrove trees, I set foot inside the island and arrived in the dense forest of a small river estuary. The mud littered the feet of the sandals, and Iris chuckled. The mud was cold and comfortable. As I passed through the swamp, I found a large pond. The water in that place was clear and I could see the trees rooted all the way down. It was beautiful water, like a cold glass melting. I'm sure there's a goddess downstairs, waiting for the lost item. The fish glazed silver fins, and light green sunlight shone from the treetops. The ripples caused by the insects formed a large circle at each corner of the pond.

　I wanted to eat there, but I couldn't find a suitable place to sit, so I went back to the beach, washed my feet there, and ate a sandwich barefoot. The hot sandy beach tickled his feet. The sea is a mysterious light blue. Judging from the sand of the beach, it looks as clear as it is painted with paint, but when you approach it, it is a transparent water that is somewhat greenish.

　It's quiet. What Iris wants is here. I thought it would be nice to see Neu, so I decided to take him on an expedition. The child's laughter exceeded any excitement. Of course, you can laugh together.

　Waiting for dusk and seeing the red ball-like sun suck into the horizon, Iris returned to her mansion.

　Fulham didn't show up at the dinner table that day. Sue said, "I'm going for a walk and I'm not going back," and smiled, "You don't have to worry." He said there was such a place.

"A place like that?"

"When I want to think for myself, I can take a walk on the beach. It's a habit that's been going on for a long time."

　Iris recalled being calm when she heard the sound of the waves. Just blowing in the wind and listening to the sound of the waves made me feel strange. I felt that voice was heard when I met Fulham and my lips. However, in this case, I tried to take Iris's foot with a rogue wave.

　And maybe Fulham are aware that Iris feels that way.

　The food is not just Tui's food. Further west from Tui, I saw roasted chicken soaked in yogurt and spices, and rice cooked with soup from Edica, a country where rivers flow. Salad with sour fruits and sauces with fresh herbs, the flavor is not spicy, rather sweet, and seems to be a favorite of Neu.

　Noi rushed to the study room when she finished eating quickly. He seems to like the book very much.

　Iris also left the mansion, saying she would walk along the beach after a short break after finishing eating. It didn't take long to leave the forest. The road the car was traveling on seemed to be made to rotate so as not to spoil the scenery, and Iris walked on a small road that was only paved for people to pass. It's headed to the west coast of the island.

　The sky was bluish purple, the horizon was dull blue, and the sea was also the same color. The wind blew and shook the top of the tree where Iris came. When I landed on the beach, I found footprints heading south. It would be Fulham.

　If you wait here, you might come back. Maybe not.

　Iris still did not know whether she wanted to meet him or not. But his kiss shook him deep inside. May you wake up from sleep. Not around the age of waiting for the prince, Iris, however, sat on the beach like a girl.

　I feel like I do this all the time. Did you stand up at that time? I listen to the wind and the sea. Thinking far.

　When I noticed, there was a figure walking towards him. He was a man who wore a golden but very deep jacket, a red cloth on his shoulder, and black trousers. As I walked to bring the night, I looked at Iris and smiled. A man I don't know. However, her appearance looked like formal clothing.

"There's a blonde angel" said the man in a tickling voice. "When you shower, what about the fountain at home?"

Iranian TUN?” The sleepy Iris immediately stood up. "I……"

He controlled it when he said, "Let's guess." "Toot Cup or tapetator?"

　Iris is in trouble. "I'm sorry, I don't speak fluent Twi."

　It was not a bad wind, but he happily shook his shoulders and laughed. "It's arguing."

　Iris was relieved from laughing. "Thank you for your invitation, Sir. It's a beautiful island."

"Thank you very much, Toot Sawan. I wasn't invited, but the stars and sea seemed to have met me beautifully."

"But you are Mr. Thun Iran."

"That's right, but a hundred people claiming to be Iran's Tun was nonsense," he stroked his hair that was interrupted by the sea breeze. "But only a small number of people do this."

　He struggled to close the gap with Iris. Black eyes seemed to be exploring his butt and looking all over Iris.

"It's magical" said the man. "Old old magic, playfulness and the fate of spirits."

"magic?"

　When he said it, the word magic was mysterious. It was just a fairy tale from Iris' mouth.

"Yes, it's magic. It seems the spirits have made a mistake with you. I have to get it back."

"I've never met a thief."

"Although so," he gave his sincere approval. "It was hidden, not stolen. They love their weak hearts, but they seem to be playing."

"What are you talking about ..." Shake your head loosely. Iris doesn't remember ever being naughty, stolen, or even missing something.

"People on your side can finish it. Well, what's that Iranian Tun doing?"

"I don't think you're here. I came with an acquaintance at his invitation. My name is Fulham."

"Fu Lam?" He grins. "Well, are you her boyfriend?"

　Iris suffocated for a moment and took a deep breath to answer.

"I'm not a lover, I'm a friend."

"Maybe I'm Hu Lam's closest friend, and in that case, I want to be with her for the rest of my life."

　In a good mood, he spread his hands over Iris and pushed her shoulders with his hands. Iris thought with an embarrassed mind and circled around. Did Fulham really think about my life, so clearly that this guy would understand? My chest rings. Some suspicions turned into mortal hopes.

"Now, let's see his face. He doesn't want to see me, but I have something to do with him."

　Following the road from the beach to the mansion, Iris returns with a man who does not know which Iranian Tung is. Su, who knew that he had returned, appeared and took a breath when he saw this.

"Kou Im - same"

"Hey, Su. Amulet hard work ”She cheerfully hit Su's shoulder.

"What exactly did Fu Lam play? Catch a woman like that. Sorry I don't seem to know him "

"Iris-sama" Su smiled at Iris. "Noi's in the study."

"Yes ..." It seems he was trying to get rid of her. I'm afraid he can't be taken. "I'll see you"

　As Iris walked away anxiously, a voice rang out in Twi. It sounds calm on one side and a little stiff on the other.