"No, it's cold!"
After taking a little longer than usual to get back from the water draw, I take off my shoes with the cloth that I had wrapped around my feet and place my feet on the stove that someone in my family had set on fire for me.
The heat of the stove melts my legs. It warms me up, but it's also wet, so I need to dry it off.
Seasonally, it may be okay, but I don't really want to allow the bacteria to reproduce. I need to know that there is no place for you to live on my feet.
... maybe I should ask Liddy about magic or medicinal herbs or something that might work sooner rather than later.
The heat from the stove keeps the room warm. If you ask, Maribel will also work as a heater, but here it is not.
Anne, who was combing her hair for Riquet, was puffy, but it had nothing to do with the warmth of the room. It was the usual sight.
Riquet had been doing things for his sisters before, but it was every morning, so he was completely used to it and tied his hair quickly.
Next to that, Helen, who had finished all the preparations, was stretching with Samia, and Diana was combing her hair and chatting with Lidi, who was wiping Maribel's legs.
A picturesque and peaceful morning was flowing. I usually go to the kitchen immediately, so it's a sight I don't often see, but sometimes it's good to make a day to look at it like this.
It warmed up and my feet dried up, so I added water to a pot instead of a humidifier on the stove, and I headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Oh, you're out there.
"Ohh!"
At breakfast, snow became a topic of discussion. It was Samya who replied to my words.
I would have noticed that the situation outside was very different from usual, if I had woken up. It's very quiet when it snows. Maybe because the snow plays a role like a sound absorber.
So if you look outside from inside the house, it's clear that the landscape is changing.
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