I can eat it... by myself.

　A window seat in the dining room.
　On the pure white tablecloths were sumptuous dishes, mostly of seafood.

'Are you shy?　Hmm?　Embarrassed?　It's okay, don't be shy. See, ah-hah?
No, I'm good...

　Kurohiko resists softly.
　Kurohiko is sitting in a high chair.
　Next to him, Cecily had moved her chair.
　Currier has also taken up a position next to the opposite side of the table, so it can be said that the chair arrangement of this round table is oddly unbalanced.
　To the other guests, this scene must have seemed odd.
　The combination of two girls and a toddler who could not be her brother from the color of his hair.
　But Cecily doesn't mind.

''Haha, Kurohiko... it's not bad that we're being one-sided, isn't it?
Don't be too hard on her, Cecily.

　Currier quickly nails it for me.

'I know that. So, Kurohiko is able to eat properly by himself, right?
Uh-huh.

　While saying this, Kurohiko's hands are awkward as he grabs his fork.
　Cecily holds out her hand.

Yes, this is, hold it like this, you know?　Look ... like ... like ... like ... understand?

　He takes Kurohiko's small hand and instructs him on how to grab it.

'Oh, thank you ... thank you.'

　Perhaps because of her pettiness, Kurohiko's voice and mouth trembled a bit.
　Cecily felt her chest tighten, cooing at the shame-infused expression on her face.
　Cecily said in a fading voice, so faint that no one would hear her.

'Well, not good...'


　--pleasure.


　The sensation of the heartbeat, increasing in speed.
　Normally Kurohiko is surprisingly firm with that one, and he doesn't need much help.
　But right now, Kurohiko can't even hold a fork well without his own help.
　And he's somewhat ashamed to ask for help.

'Hey, Cecily you're drooling...'
Ha!

　Currier points out to her, and she hurriedly wipes the drool off her fingers.
　Flicking her fingers with a hand wipe, Cecily gives one coughing fit.

'Shh, excuse me.'
Hmm?　Look, Kurohiko you've got food particles on the edge of your mouth.

　Currier leans in close to Kurohiko, takes a mouthwipe cloth in his hand and wipes the edges of Kurohiko's mouth.

''Hmm ... ah ... thank you, thank you.
Hmph. Don't thank me. You can count on me more you can count on me more than you usually do, you know?
Maybe.
I'm sorry, but... okay. Yeah, you're looking good.
Um...

　This time Kurohiko picked up a mouthwipe cloth and grabbed it in his little hands and wiped Currier's cheeks.

''Currier-o'-niece is lucky, too.
Hm?　I'm sorry ... thanks for that, Kurohiko.
No, no.
..........

　Cecily looks down at the plate in front of her with a chirp.
　Quickly, she checks her surroundings, left and right.
　With her fingertips, she scoops up a quick scoop of stewed fish soup from the edge of the plate.
　This unmistakable speed and precision of movement.
　This is the quintessential example of Cecily Arkwright, the renowned genius.
　Cecily finally saw the opportunity for Currier's consciousness to pour all the way down to Kurohiko, and in an instant she had the fish juice on her own cheek.
　The overwhelming precision that led to the piercing of the skin of those four deadly disasters.

　--You've won.

"Kurohiko?　
Hmm?　What is it, Cecily?　You got juice on your cheeks too, huh?
..........
Hey, what's up?　Aren't you going to wipe it down?
''Well yes. Thank you.
Oh, yeah ... well, you know, are you okay?

　Wipe...
　Wiping it out, wiping it out.

..........

　Wipe, wipe, wipe!

..........

　Squeak squeak.

'You shouldn't be cheating...'

　It was Cecily, with tears in her eyes, huffing and puffing out.




　After eating, they headed to the facility's bathhouse.
　Once back in their rooms, Cecily and the others changed into their lodging clothes.
　Cecily's mood was improving.
　While she was changing, she played a prank on Kurohiko, who was in the same room with her.

''You can turn away now, okay?
"Yes.
"Oh, no, not yet!
"Yes, sir!

　I couldn't help but tease Kurohiko about it.
　But I didn't like Kurohiko's reaction.
　I feel a little sorry for her.
　Anyway, Kurohiko's reaction made me so happy that the matter of the cafeteria had completely disappeared from Cecily's mind.

''Hmph, what's different from the usual Kurohiko is that he doesn't understand what he's embarrassed about, huh?
'What can I say about Cecily today, she's so ... emotionally expressive.

　That's you too~, said Cecily, cutting back inwardly to Currier.

　This accommodation has an open bathing area.
　This time we were also able to get a separate bathing area, but since the open bathing area is famous for its open bathing area, I wanted to try it at least once.
　However, this place is separated for men and women.
　However.

Do you think you'd be able to get away with it if you were as old as Kurohiko is now?

　If the children are too young, they are allowed to bathe with a parent or companion, regardless of gender, due to safety concerns.

Hey, it's okay. You can go in there by yourself, okay?
Really?
Yeah.

　With determination on his face as if he were standing up to a powerful enemy, Kurohiko clenches his fist.......but the current innocent Kurohiko doesn't have a shred of the same awesomeness that he had when he defeated the Four Deadly Disasters and Noise.

　--Kay, cute!

　Moreover, there was a tense look on Kurohiko's face.
　Clearly, he's overwhelmed.
　In truth, he is not confident.
　Cecily, who had been bending down and making eye contact with him, stands up.

Then, Currier, shall we go?
Hm?　Are you sure?　Now, if you leave Kurohiko alone--

　Cecily squeezed one eye shut for a moment.

'It's part of my education,'
"...don't you forget that it will probably go back to normal over time?
..........

　It was.

'And anyway!　We'll go to the women's bathhouse!

　Cecily pushes Currier back, gingerly.

''Then, Kurohiko, I'll see you later!
Uh-huh.

　Once in the dressing room, Cecily and Currier quickly turn back and gingerly look out into the hallway.
　They keep their voices down.

''Well they're still here.
Yeah.

　Kurohiko stood still in front of the entrance.
　Sometimes she let out a weak voice, "Hmm...." or something like that.

' "But hang in there, Kurohiko........

　Currier is praying.
　Is this what a parent's mind is like as they watch their child grow up?

''Uh ... uh ...''

　Kurohiko's voice is laced with something a step short of a sob.

''I, no!　Cecily, I knew it--
Blackbeard?

　Cecily called out to Kurohiko to interrupt Currier as he was leaving.
　Then Kurohiko, who had a few tears in the corners of his eyes, turned to me.

''Cecily, lady........''
What's going on?
I, I, I...
'Hmmm, it's okay?　Perhaps it would be difficult for Kurohiko to enter this bathhouse by himself yet now... Of course, it would be better if he could go in alone--
Cecily!

　Currier interrupts.

'Why are you being so mean to Kurohiko!　That's terrible!
''Ugh ... you're right ...''

　Isn't your mood different from the usual, Cecily reflected to herself, muttering in her mind, but Currier was not wrong, either.
　Because no matter how cute Kurohiko was, it was true that he was being mean to her.

'I'm sorry, Kurohiko ... here, come here?
Hmmm.

　Teko-teko-teko, and Kurohiko walked over.
　Cecily gave him a gentle hug.

You've done your best. Then why don't we take a bath with the ladies?
Hmmm.
That's a very good answer.

　Cecily turns around and looks up at Currier.

'Will you forgive me for this?'
Well I know Cecily doesn't have any bad intentions. Kurohiko likes Cecily too, doesn't he?
Hmmm. I like you, Cecily.
Oh!

　This was the moment when Kurohiko's 《Like》 pierced Cecily's chest as much as the third forbidden curse.

　Cecily, keeping their gaze level, smiled her own best smile and put her hands on both of Kurohiko's cheeks.

'When we go to the bathhouse I'll be a good, good girl for you, okay?　So, please forgive me?
?

　Kurohiko made a face that didn't swallow the words well, and then nodded with a small "...hmmm...".




　Kurohiko's face was like a boiled octopus when he got out of the bathhouse.


You were very popular.
''Now Kurohiko is a fearsome older killer.......should we call it 'Forbidden Reception' rather than 'Forbidden Curse'?
"...What are you talking about, Cecily?
No, it's nothing.

　He gently seated the poofy, wobbly Kurohiko on the couch.
　Cecily smiled, feeling strangely satisfied.

''Fufu, shall we go back to your room................................after we get some rest?