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Chapter 25 Do I just want to care about you?

 When this mighty team stopped outside the white windmill tower, Ieta was also frightened. She shrank behind the door and asked tremblingly: "You, what are you going to do?"

"Please don't be so surprised, Miss Ietta." Siesta gently raised the food box in her hand as a gesture, and said with a smile: "We are just here to deliver breakfast to you, and by the way, decorate your room."

Ieta showed a confused expression: "Decorate my room?"

"That's right, don't you think the place you live in now is a bit too... monotonous?"

The landlady said, and walked to the door naturally, ignoring the owner's worried and nervous expression, and looked around the empty interior of the windmill tower. Everything in sight was dull and pale, except for the cold stones and bricks.

There was nothing, and the cold and lonely atmosphere lingered in the corner of the rain-soaked wall. It felt like even my bones would become moldy and rotten if I stayed there for too long. I really don’t know how this angel lady could endure it for so long.
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She shook her head and said with a sigh: "This won't work, Miss Ietta. Have you heard of this sentence?"

"Eh!?" Iyetta, who was huddled in the corner and wrapped herself tightly in feathers, was startled and shook her head in denial: "What, what are you talking about? I haven't heard of it! Absolutely not!"
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This frightened expression of "If you know something terrible, you will be killed and silenced", it is really pitiful and makes people want to protect you. The landlady is no exception. She slowed down her tone and said in a gentle voice: "In the book

It is said that beautiful girls are made of all the beautiful things in the world: flowers, gems, chocolates, dolls, dreams and sugar; they are simple, cute, kind and fragile, and need careful care before they can bloom into the brilliance of dreams."<

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"The place where you live now is not a suitable environment for a girl to grow up, isn't it?"

She showed a crescent-like soft smile to Ietta: "So, we are going to decorate it in a style that is more suitable for you. For example, as described in the book, a house made of candy and snacks, made of ice cream

On the roof, the newly baked biscuits are used as walls, and chocolate is used as the door; milk pudding is used as chandeliers, and frosted donuts are used as windows... Finally, caramel jelly is used as the chimney, and the smoke emitted is hot.

What do you think of the smell of cocoa?"

"Eh?" After hearing this, Iyeta felt something was wrong: "Excuse me, what is the book you are talking about?"

"It's a fairy tale written by a human named Andersen. It's called "The Candy House in the Forest". If you want to read it, I can lend it to you~"

Sure enough.

No wonder the "beautiful girl" she mentioned sounds so like a princess from a fairy tale.

But she is not a princess, just an ordinary farm girl.

Iyeta shrank his head, looked at the stone spirit guards surrounding the door and the various furniture they were carrying, and muttered: "I have no money."

"Poof!"

Siesta was amused by her words, and she shook her head slightly: "No money, this is our thank you gift, Miss Iyeta, thank you for allowing us to move to this island, and at the same time -"
She suddenly stopped here and stopped talking. Instead, she waved towards the door: "Okay, everyone, move everything in! Remember to handle it with care and don't break it."

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So the stone spirit guards packed all kinds of furniture and decorations and poured into the windmill tower room. They were huge, so they quickly occupied the inside of the house, but their movements were orderly, and they also interacted with each other.

It works well together, so it doesn’t feel crowded or cluttered at all.

Ieta huddled in the corner, staring blankly at these uninvited guests who were busy in her house, arranging furniture. They assembled the new bed, put on pillows and quilts, and the neat and clean sheets were actually lingering with the fragrance of primrose.

; The cabinets and wardrobes were arranged, and various snacks and toys were stuffed into the cabinets. The wardrobes were filled with various styles of dresses, and women’s hats in more than a dozen colors were hung on a row of clothes hooks on the wall.

Although Ieta didn't recognize it, they were actually the most popular styles nowadays; a few rows of simple display racks were nailed to the wall, on which were placed books, wind-up alarm clocks and several pots of green potted plants;

A dressing table, a large oval mirror, various cosmetics, hair accessories, ties, silver combs and gold scissors are essential for a girl's room; they even opened a few more windows on the wall to provide more light.

, at the same time, off-white curtains were hung on the window, a vase was placed on the window sill, and a small flower bed hung under the window frame. Green branches and leaves and bright flowers poked out, and the leaves and petals were covered with last night's dew.

It has not yet completely dried, revealing a flourishing vitality.

There were also several stone spirit guards who climbed up the spiral staircase to the second floor, carrying furniture such as bathtubs. It seemed that they wanted to transform the second floor into a bathroom.

In just ten minutes, his room completely changed. The previous desertedness and loneliness were gone. Instead, it had many similarities with the room where he first lived in the village of Avignon. For example, the furniture was all different.

It is very simple, but very clean; for example, the space is not large, but it can give people a sense of compact layout, which is very fulfilling; for example, there is a familiar and warm atmosphere lingering in the air, which can make people more clearly aware of

, I am living, not just living.

Iyetta stared at all this, whether it was strange or similar. She did not notice that a figure had come to her side, frowning slightly, looking at the silver chain on her ankle, and the iron grating of the window at the end.<

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"This chain -" she suddenly said: "I heard from Xie Mi and Meridian that it is actually no longer needed. Have you never thought about untying it? I think the feather elves should not be affected by this.

The right race is to be bound by things."

"Eh?"

Ieta turned around in a panic, only to realize that it was Shelia, the second sister of the three Traveler Fairy sisters, who was talking to her. This handsome and calm girl with short silver hair and slanted bangs gave her a kind of calm temperament.

The indescribable sense of oppression was like that of Grandma Maria when faced with anger. She straightened her back subconsciously, tried her best to maintain a well-behaved posture, and softly replied: "I, I don't want to untie it. I want to

Keep them to remind yourself not to forget the past."

What happened in the past? Shelia knew a little bit after listening to her sister's story, so she didn't force it and nodded and ignored the matter.

Just when Ietta breathed a sigh of relief, the bartender suddenly held up one of her wings and carefully looked at the gray-white feathers whose ends were stained by the shadows of time, making them look a little dull. Then, her unstretched brows furrowed.

He went deeper: "How did you do it? These feathers are all dirty. Have they not been maintained for a long time?"

Iyeta lowered his head guiltily: "Yes, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'm not blaming you, it's just that the cleanliness of feathers is very important to feather elves, especially feather elves like you-" She paused for a moment and did not continue.

, but turned back to a stone elf guarding the door and said: "Go to the hotel and boil a bucket of water, and then bring it over. Remember to sprinkle rose petals in it. I remember that this kind of flower has the best maintenance effect on the wings of feather elves; also

Yes, bring the fragrance, hair cleanser and fairy dew... Uh, you said the fairy dew is my sister's treasured bath product? It doesn't matter, she will agree, go quickly, remember not to let Alice see it."
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The naive Shi Jing shouted, turned around and left.

Iyetta asked nervously: "Excuse me, what are you going to do, Miss Shelia?"

"What to do? Of course I'm going to give you a bath. Your wings are very dirty and they should be washed properly." Shelia looked at her with strange eyes and couldn't figure out why she asked such an obvious question.

"Eh?"

Iyetta opened her mouth wide. Of course she knew that Shelia wanted to help her take a bath, but the problem was not this, but——

"Why are you so nice to me?" Miss Angel couldn't figure it out.

Helping me decorate my room, sending me so much furniture, decorations and clothes, even helping me take a bath, and caring about whether my wings are getting dirty... This level of help is obviously not something you can just say "thank you".

Explanation?

"Hmm."

Faced with this problem, Shelia thought for a while, and finally said slowly: "This question is more complicated to explain, you can simply understand it as, we just want to care about you."

"Care about me?"

"That's right, Xiaoxia and Oveira are your sisters, so they care about you; Xiemi and Metien are your friends, so they will also care about you; as for Linge, although Linge looks pretty

Leng Dan is actually a good person, and he cares about you. You know all this, so you didn't ask them: Why are you so nice to me? In this case, the eldest sister and I are the same, no matter you regard us as sisters

, friends or ordinary residents, at least, as long as we live on this island, we want to care about you, take care of you, and make you live a happy life. That's all."

The tone of the bartender was very sincere, without any falsehood. Even Ieta could feel the sincerity in it.

She fell into silence for a moment and did not answer, perhaps because she didn't know how to answer. Shelia didn't care, and after explaining her reasons, she continued to carefully observe the maintenance status of her feathers, wondering which method should be used to clean her later, so that they could be cleaned.

These feathers became cleaner. At this moment, she heard a very soft and inaudible thank you: "Thank you."

She lowered her head and met Miss Angel's eyes, which were as clean and clear as the blue sky. As a result, a smile appeared on her usually calm face, and the intensity of stroking her wings slowed down slightly:

"You're welcome."

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