Even if you moved her now, you wouldn't be able to move her in time.
...... Oh, no!
I look at the witch who was just behind me, probably named Ys. You'll be able to see that she's in an atmosphere of tears, although you can't see her expression.
I can't believe I'm losing Dori. ......! Don't go away. ......! Duh, because, wow, wow, my ...... friend, but ......!
Then she clings desperately to Doriade.
It was like caressing her sister.
"I don't blame you, Ys-chan. But you're an adult now. You'll be fine without me.
I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it happen.
But, as I said before, I'm not a doctor, so how could I do such a thing?
As I was watching the Doriad in front of me, a method came to me.
Could it be this.
"Snow Witch. You know what? I can't save her, I can't save Doriade.
I can see the Snow Witch reacting to my statement with a jolt.
But there's one thing. There may be another way to keep her alive. Let me try it.
A few days later, the bottom line is that Doriade didn't make it.
We weren't there, but it was our later impression that the Snow Witch was very sad.
But we might have been able to wipe away her grief soon afterward.
See, I think I made it.
In front of me there was a small sapling, and from its upper body a little girl was born, breathing heavily in her sleep.
The Snow Witch crouched down and watched the scene intently.
Afterwards, I was given a piece of doliad's hair, a piece of a tree, and I decided to plant it in my garden.
It was called cuttings.
I've seen in books that some plants can be grown by planting part of such a tree, not just the seeds.
I tried to see if a doliad might be one of those trees, and it seemed to take root and grow well.
Watching the little doliad grow up, she wakes up, yawns, and gives a carefree smile when she notices the witch squatting in front of her, yawning.
Yes, girl.
Then he called out the name of the witch in front of him with his lispy mouth, which he couldn't quite manage to speak yet, and shook her hand in his little one's.
......
Hmm?
There is ......, but there are
I looked up to see the Snow Witch looking up at me.
Her face, hidden by her white bangs, was revealed, and her face, with tears in her eyes, and a bashful expression on her face, was very--
"Or, pretty
At my unintentional muttering, the snow witch turned her white skin red and covered her eyes with her bangs and put her hat on deeply.
Incidentally, Dora-chan, who was riding on your shoulder, is puffing out her cheeks again, looking unhappy.