I told my mother about our preferred room and got her approval.
Afterward, while I was thinking of writing letters until Daru and the others’ toilet arrived, Sara started to doze off.
She must have been tired after everything that happened today.
“Sara, let’s take a nap together with Luria.”
“Mmm… okay.”
“Alright, I’m heading to the bedroom!”
“Have a good nap. Oh, could you carry Sara for me?”
“Understood.”
The maid gently carried the half-asleep Sara to the bedroom.
As for Sara’s precious stick doll, I carefully carried it myself along with her “cool stick.”
“We’ll need to prepare some clothes for Miss Sara,” the maid murmured as we walked.
“Wouldn’t it be fine to bring over clothes from the baron’s household?”
Surely, Sara must have some clothes back at the baron’s home.
“Take a look at this.”
“Huh?”
The maid turned Sara, who she was holding, slightly to show me her backside.
“There’s no hole for her tail.”
“Y-you’re right.”
“Most likely, Miss Sara doesn’t have any clothes specially made for her.”
“I… I see.”
Now that she mentioned it, when I first met Sara in the drawing room at the baron’s estate, I thought her tail looked cramped.
“She was wearing fine clothes, though…”
“The fabric is high-quality, but it simply doesn’t suit Miss Sara.”
“But why would they do something like that…?”
I knew the baron didn’t care for Sara, but I couldn’t understand why they’d prepare clothes that didn’t fit her.
“The design is outdated, and it’s likely second-hand,” the maid said.
“Second-hand? I see… but cutting a hole for her tail isn’t that much trouble.”
“True. However, adding a tail hole would decrease the resale value.”
“I… I see…”
I’d heard the baron was wealthy.
Surely, something as minor as resale value shouldn’t matter to him.
Yet he must have neglected Sara even to that extent.
“Grr…”
I felt anger bubbling up again.
“Besides, I don’t think Miss Sara usually wears those clothes. She was likely dressed that way because the lady of the house was present.”
Perhaps Sara typically wore even shabbier clothes.
I had worn tattered clothes myself in my previous life.
“Hmm… Could you let my mother know about Sara’s clothing situation?”
“Of course. I believe the lady has already begun making arrangements.”
Although we were currently in isolation, she would surely prepare something better than what Sara had now.
When we entered the room, the maid gently laid Sara on the bed.
I placed her stick doll next to her pillow.
As for the “cool stick,” I slid it under the bed so she could grab it quickly if enemies appeared.
“Miss, if I may ask… what is that?”
“The cool stick.”
“No, not that—this.”
The maid pointed at Sara’s stick doll.
“It’s Sara’s precious doll.”
“A doll, you say?”
I lowered my voice to avoid waking Sara.
“When I went into Sara’s room, she was hugging this doll tightly.”
It was just a simple stick wrapped in cloth.
The slightly uneven branches protruding from the stick almost resembled arms.
“I see.”
“If I gave her a stuffed animal, she’d probably be delighted.”
“Indeed.”
“But this doll is precious to her.”
This humble doll must have been something that supported Sara through her hardships.
That’s why it had to be treated with care.
I climbed into bed and lay down beside Sara.
Carro stood near Sara’s face on his hind legs, standing guard.
“Luria is going to sleep too.”
“Shall I read you a picture book—”
“It’s fine.”
I gently declined the maid’s kind offer to read me a picture book.
Then, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.
The maid was busy, after all.
And while Sara was sleeping, I needed to hear various things from Kuro.
