After having lunch safely, it was already afternoon. After returning to the dormitory, Loran Hill carefully checked the dormitory. Although it was not dirty, there was still some dust in some corners.
Looks like we need another big cleaning.
"Does Keti have any other clothes?"
"No, but I'm very clean. I burn it every day." Katie thought that Loran Hill was disgusted with her for not changing clothes, so she defended herself in a low voice.
"No, we'll clean the room later. If you wear this, it will get dirty."
Loran Hill searched in her ring. Since she was about the same height as Katie, Katie should be able to wear her clothes.
"Well, this one will do." Loran Hill took out a brand new white dress, which she had woven herself from moonlight cotton and then cut. She had several identical ones, all silver-grade. She had never worn this one herself, so it was a perfect gift for Katie.
However, in order to distinguish it, Loran Hill took out the needle and thread and embroidered a small flame pattern on the hem of the dress. Because it was also made of white thread, it was not conspicuous, but it was just to prevent it from being worn incorrectly in the future.
"Katie, come here, take off your clothes and put on this." Loran Hill sat at the head of the bed and called Katie over.
Katie walked over obediently, then reached for the belt behind her, ready to take off her clothes.
"Stop for a moment."
Luo Lanxier held Keti's hand, then stood up and looked out the window. It was already dusk, and outside was a golden afterglow and forest. She first used her ability to sense it, then closed the curtains, and then turned to speak to Keti.
"From now on, you must change clothes in a closed and quiet environment, and don't let others see you."
"I understand, Loran." Katie nodded and continued to take off her clothes.
"Stop, stop, stop. Wait until I leave you before changing." Loran Hill held Katie's white wrist and continued to correct her behavior.
"But Loran is not someone else." Katie looked at the girl in front of her with some innocence.
"This... change it to: no one can see it. Um, ghosts, elves, monsters, even intelligent creatures." While a bit extreme, this child should understand my intentions in the future. Loran Hill pondered carefully to see if there were any loopholes. Common sense is something you don't usually pay attention to, but it turns out to be a profound learning experience when you think about it carefully.
"Okay." Katie put down her hand temporarily.
"Then why can't people see it?" She started a new round of questions.
"Because it's a very embarrassing thing." Loran Hill would never say that you can indulge yourself when you meet the person you love. Love is too mysterious. Given Katie's current condition, it's better not to try it.
"Is being shy because you did something not so good? Keti understands."
After changing clothes, the two of them first scrubbed the interior, especially the bathtub. Loran Hill first had Ketti carefully heat it with fire, killing viruses with the high temperature. The stone walls burned hot, creating a ceramic-like glaze. After cooling for a while, they added water, causing white steam to rise. Then, they used the wind to sweep clean water around every corner, repeatedly flushing it. Finally, they felt relieved.
After all, it is something for bathing, so Loran Hill still likes to keep it clean.
After cleaning, Loran Hill and Ketti took turns taking a shower, then opened the window. It was already dark outside. The night breeze blew through the room, carrying away the moisture, and a cool and refreshing feeling came over them.
The candlestick on the bedside was lit, and the small flame swayed, casting a faint light in the room. Loran Hill leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the night view outside the window. There were some faint spots of light flying in the forest, which seemed to be fireflies, but their appearance was different from the fireflies in Loran Hill's memory. Perhaps they were local unique creatures.
At this moment, a small sound of movement came from the side. The girl turned her head and saw that Keti was already lying in bed. This was her first time to cover herself with a blanket, and she was a little excited. After all, she was a witch made of fire and was not afraid of the cold. But Luo Lanxier still let her cover herself with the blanket, because it would have a sense of ritual, letting her body know that it was time to sleep.
"Is Keti sleepy?"
"Not sleepy yet." Katie's red hair was scattered on the pillow, and part of the delicate collarbone under her neck was exposed outside the white quilt. Her eyes were looking at Loran Hill with energy.
It seems that this guy has a very irregular schedule, the girl thought, and then recalled what Chris had told her at the time, it seemed that she wanted to sing some lullaby for her.
Loran Hill, wearing a white nightgown, got out of bed, first helped Katie to pull the quilt straight and cover herself, then pressed the corners, and then sat at the head of the bed and sang a soft song to the child who didn't want to sleep.
[The dark sky hangs low]
[Bright stars accompany you]
[Insects Flying]
[Insects Flying]
[Who are you missing]
....
The song was soft and gentle, and Roland gently stroked Katie's forehead. The magic power of the angel sequence slowly settled, bringing a feeling of warmth and stability, allowing Katie to gradually enter the state, and her eyes opened and closed from time to time.
....
[Not afraid of the dark]
[I'm afraid of heartbreak]
[Whether tired or not]
[Regardless of east, west, south, and north]
Finally, Katie fell into complete sleep and her breathing gradually became rhythmic.
Loran Hill placed the golden pocket watch belonging to Katie in front of Katie's bed, so that when she woke up, he could sense it with the other pocket watch.
I walked to the window and looked at the cold moonlight reflected on the lake. The evening breeze as spring approached was less cold and more gentle.
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