Chapter 45 - The Real Reason Family Time is Cancelled
With her newfound—if bizarre—youth, Malwine had come quite close to forgetting one her least favorite parts of life.
Deadlines.
She’d yet to process, let alone recover from, the multiple realizations she’d come to about her existence, and here she was, all but watching time go by as The Harvest grew closer and closer.
And then it was here.
She still didn’t have a clue as to how she was going to get herself some harvestables.
Should I sneak out?
Malwine’s brain caught up to her, and she winced. Well, could I sneak out?
She had opportunities aplenty to be outside, but not anywhere near where the flowers were, and all she had to go off on was the vague explanation for the seasons. Harvestables came from the flowers that bloomed outside the wards, but she didn’t know how grabbing them even worked.
Not to mention, the distance between even the furthest gazebo she’d been to, and the outskirts of what Malwine believed to be the protected area, was frankly a bit much. With her current size, she wasn’t sure if she could make it that far, at least not as quickly as she’d need to. She’d have guessed it’d take her anything between ten and fifteen minutes, as a minimum. Whenever they went outside, Bernie was constantly around, so she was never alone for long enough to pull something like that off.
If only Adelheid deigned to show up.
Her little half-aunt did no such thing.
Sighing, Malwine straightened, letting her elbow rest upon the table, and her chin upon her hand. Bernie had brought her here early, and no one had shown up for what she dubbed probably-dinner yet. She’d been getting more interesting soups lately, but she had to concede, that random book had been right. Grēdôcavan cuisine was terribly lacking in flavor—and frankly, she might not even have noticed it so starkly before reading that.
She brought up a panel, absentmindedly rechecking her latest list, as if any of the items would have ticked themselves off the list while she hadn’t been looking.
| NEED HARVESTABLES FOR: — Astral projection Skill or equivalent bullshit — A Trait to make sense of the timeline (probably for a Soul Skill) MAIN THINGS TO FIGURE OUT: — Why was Beryl cursed? — How can I make Elflorescence regret existing and/or possibly handle the aforementioned existing? — How did I become me if Beryl’s kid was supposed to be dead? — When was I born and how did stasis affect the timeline for me? — I should get everyone’s birthdates while I’m at it, it’s essential information. — Who does {Ore} come from? — What’s up with Katrina’s parentage? — Was OBeryl in a cult?
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