Bear-san Paints a Picture
Primme and Ronne kept coming to my place, but the Queen warned them not to.
Also, I didn’t know Sherry was a stuffed animal mender.
When the orphanage was poor, she used to mend clothes, so maybe she ended up becoming good at mending during that time.
I would prefer it if they played with Swaying Bear and Hugging Bear plushies until they were damaged, instead of letting them sit on the shelf gathering dust.
I had thought that if the stuffed animals fell apart, I could just buy new ones for them, but for those children, their stuffed animal was unique and there was no replacement for it.
But Sherry could have told me that she was going to the market to help fix children’s stuffed animals.
If she did, I would have been able to do something for her.
Just as I was about to relax again today, a rare visitor came to my house.
“Yuna-chan, is this a good time?” (Mylene)
“I’m going to sleep now.” (Yuna)
“That means you’re free, right?” (Mylene)
“I said I was going to bed.” (Yuna)
“And that means that you have time, right?” (Mylene)
She didn’t understand a word I was saying.
Sleeping was also an important job.
If you don’t sleep properly, you could even die.
But the person in front of me was not going to leave.
I gave up and asked her to come inside the house.
“Swaying Bear, Hugging Bear, it’s been a long time.” (Mylene)
Swaying Bear and Hugging Bear were relaxing in their room when Mylene greeted them and patted their heads.
“So, what can I do for you?” (Yuna)
“I’m going to ask Yuna-chan to do a painting for me.” (Mylene)
“What?” (Yuna)
“Yes, a painting.” (Mylene)
I was so surprised that “What?” was my immediate reaction.
“By painting, do you mean drawing on paper?” (Yuna)
“Yes, yes. What else could it be?” (Mylene)
“I’m not a painter.” (Yuna)
“But you drew picture books for the orphanage. I’ve seen them.” (Mylene)
Did she find out about those picture books?
Mylene said in a regretful voice, “I would have loved to sell those picture books, but the royal family is involved.”
“You know about that?” (Yuna)
“There is a small royal emblem on the back of those books. Even I can’t interfere if the Royal Family is involved.” (Mylene)
It seemed that even the great Mylene couldn’t compete with the King.
“But I’m sure asking you to paint will be fine.” (Mylene)
“But is painting something you can request from an adventurer?” (Yuna)
“Of course not, it’s not a request for Yuna-chan as an adventurer. It’s a personal request.” (Mylene)
“Then I can decline, right?” (Yuna)
“Do you really not want to paint?” (Mylene)
“Well, yeah, there’s no reason for me to paint in the first place.” (Yuna)
“Even if it is for your friend?” (Mylene)
I was not so cold-hearted as to deny her implying that “we are friends,” and it was true that I was indebted to Mylene.
She helped me when I was building the store, and she even did me a favor when I asked her not to sell eggs to Cliff, even though there was no benefit to her in doing so.
Considering the future, I could not treat her badly.
“All right. You just want me to draw a painting, right?” (Yuna)
I took a piece of paper out of the bear box to draw a picture.
“What should I draw? Do you want me to draw Mylene?” (Yuna)
“I’d love it if you could draw me, but that paper is too small to begin with.” (Mylene)
“Small?” (Yuna)