Chapter 3

September 13, 2022

Everyone has their own dreams.

It is like asking person what he want to do when he grows up

Pastry-Mil-Morteln’s dream is to one day create his own perfect sweets . In order to achieve this, he is currently doing his best to improve his father’s territory. However, this is a dream is a little bit different from that of a child of this world.

Most boys’ dreams are pretty much a standard dream. They want to be brave and defeat dragons, or become a knight and protect their loved ones, or save a girl from bandits and have her fall in love with him. Even if half of these dreams could be called fantasies, they are still dreams.

A girl’s dream also has various established patterns. They dream of meeting a handsome prince, being accepted by him, and becoming a princess; they dream of being dignified lady knight; or dream of having a perfect body that will not get fat even if they eat a lot, and eating all the delicious food they want. It could be said that about half of these dreams are fantasies.

Then, what is a parent’s dream? As long as human beings are living creatures, giving birth to and raising children is something to be treasured.

Everyone has the possibility of becoming a parent. For women in particular, childbirth is a major event, and it is natural to think about the future once a woman has given birth. They inevitably think about the future with their children in mind. As parents, it is difficult to imagine their future dreams without their children. If that is the truth, then parents’ dreams are often related to their children.

The answer is clear in the case of one woman. Her dream since becoming a parent is to “one day dress her son in the best clothes in the world . She is the well-known Baroness Agnes-Mille-Morteln, Pastry’s mother. She is . She is currently doing everything she can to make her dream come true. The way she goes all out to achieve her goals is very similar to her son’s. They are strangely similar.

“How do you like this jacket? Yes, it looks good. Oh, but I don’t think it matches the color of socks. But these socks are so carefully sewn that they look good, and I can’t just get rid of them. I wonder if they would be better to match the shoes first. Hmm, I wonder if I can find shoes ofyour size. I’m so confused.”

It is fun for mothers to help their children dress up in new clothes. It is similar to playing with dolls, and there is a similar feeling of “dressing up” a child to her own liking as there is with making things. Even if she cannot wear something herself, she can dress her son in it. It is like the spirit of a chef who makes the best sweets, or a mother who is determined to make the finest “boy” she can. In some odd way, they are very similar . At this very moment, she is enjoying the pleasure of searching for the best combination, which is similar puzzles.

The son, who had been taken away without resistance, was already at the point of despair. . And there was someone else who was just adding fuel to the fire.

“Mother, how about this one? I used to wear them, but I think they’ll fit him better”.

“Oh, my God, dear, those are your precious shoes.”

“It’s all right. I’ll lend them to him for his big day.”

” Oh, what a good older sister you’ve become, José.”

With an exaggerated reaction, the mother hugged her own daughter. The mother hugged her own daughter, Josephine, the fifth daughter. since other sisters have already married, she is the only daughter stayed in the family.

Josephine, a.k.a. Jose, is already used to excessive physical contact from her mother. She has been used to it since she can remember, so she accepts it as a matter of course. The skinship between mother and daughter is still more pleasing to the sight than a boy’s hug,Pastry thought. Since she is usually the one in the victim’, he would be somewhat grateful if they stayed like this .

But since he could not progress with his task as it was, he was forced to call out to his sister.

” Thank you, Sister José..”

“I don’t need to be thanked. Good luck , brother. I can’t keep up with you, but you must listen to what father says.”

‘Yes, all right.”

The Mortern sisters are famous for their beauty. Some say that since their father was bold and fearless and their mother was beautiful, it is only natural that they should be beautiful because they inherited their mother’s beauty. Each of the six siblings inherited, at least to some extent, the appearance of their mother, who was famous for her beauty.

Sadly, the youngest of the siblings, the eldest son , was the one who resembled their mother the most.

There is one creature that all sisters adore together. It is not that they have pet, but their younger brother instead When it comes to siblings, the younger one is often the one in the unfavorable situation. In particular, this world is a society similar to feudal one , and there was a common sense that it was natural for the superior to lead the younger one.

And because their parents praise them for being so close, it makes things even worse.Pastry is used as toy by his sister and his is not happy about that .

Pastry was lucky to have a good relationship with his sisters, but “just now” he was unhappy.

” How about this dress, Mother? Wouldn’t it look nice on him?”

“Well, it’ s pretty. Well, maybe we should try this dress on him.”

“Mother, sister, please stop it .”

“It’s okay, it looks good on you.”

“Well, wear it for a little bit. , just for a little bit.”

The most important thing to remember is that you can’t be a man and you can’t be a woman. He felt that he was a man, and he wanted to avoid cross-dressing.

“Why don’t you try wearing women’s underwear?.”

Although he felt it was impossible to resist his sister and mother’s powerful duo , he did not want to dress as a girl. He felt that he was a man, and he wanted to avoid cross-dressing.

“Then I’ll just take it off myself!”

“Please don’t do this!”

That day, the offensive and defensive actions until sunset exhausted Pastry greatly

…

“What’s the matter, son? You look so tired. It’s a special day for you.”

On the next morning Casserole saw his son’s exhausted face and understood the situation. Casserole had not seen his son like this for long.

They were about to go out on a big day with everyone in the village, but the son’s face was not cheerful. He has the ability to see that it is because he is being treated like a dress-up doll day after day. However, although he feels sympathy for his son, he can only tell him to just give up on the clothes. The mother’s excitement is understandable, considering the circumstances.

Although the overall economy is booming, the territory of the barong of Mortern, which is still underdeveloped at least ig has a lot of untouched and undeveloped land, with a small population and income, it is a luxury for any family to make or buy clothes. He understands that it is the same for his own family as lord. Of course, they do not wear their clothes only once but several times, but if they buy one piece of dress, it is normal to use it for a very long time. It is not unusual for people to continue using clothes they bought when they were young until the day they die, and they even inherit them. This is especially true for formal clothes, and therefore, durable clothes are preferred. In the Japanese kimono is passed down from generation to generation, Similar customs can be found here as well .

Clothing is an important personal property, although it would be hard to imagine in an age of mass production and mass consumption. It is quite a high-end property. There are neither lords nor people who thinking otherwise , and so it’s common sense.

The one exception is children’s clothing. Children’s growth is an rapid one , and particularly when it comes to growth periods, it is quite common for children’s clothing to stop fitting in just a month or two. If a child is not careful, they may be the same height yesterday evening as they were this morning. Mothers sometimes adjust the length of the dress to match the child’s height, or spend a long time sewing a formal dress, but this is not always possible in the daily routine , and there is a physical limit to the amount of work that can be done to adjust the length of the dress.

In many cases, a custom of mutual aid was established in which siblings or households in a village would share their children’s clothing. Since no one family can afford to buy a large number of clothing, it is often necessary to buy clothing that fits the size of the child’s body from neighboring families.It is a village-wide shift in the rotation of children’s clothing. In some cases, clothes that were worn by the children when they were small have been passed on to their own children, often with the clothes worn by the children themselves . In the poorest families is, children are often found naked, so it is a blessing to have clothes.

Who wears the “new” clothes from the very beginning of the rotation? In most cases, it is the ” lord’s son,” who has the highest status. This is a custom that is practiced in every territory, partly to make the hierarchy of the territory clear and to make the children understand the ranks of status. It is so common that even if a person has a little money, he will buy a used item instead of a new one. Therefore, it was only natural that the people around him would look enviously at his brand new dress for this occasion. It was also natural for mother to wait a day and a thousand years to see the proud display of growth.

Who wears the “new” clothes from the very beginning of the rotation? In most cases, it is the ” lord’s son,” who has the highest status. This is a custom that is practiced in every territory, partly to make the hierarchy of the territory clear and to make the children understand the ranks of status. It is so common that even if a person has a little money, he will buy a used item instead of a new one. Therefore, it was only natural that the people around him would look enviously at his brand new dress for this occasion. It was also natural for mother to wait a day and a thousand years to see the proud display of growth.

“I heard  they are going to the capital.”

“Oh, really? Is that the reason why he’ s dressed like that?”

“Look at that dress. , it’s so fine and detailed. I wonder if that’s the emblem of the mansion. It looks expensive’.

” It’s amazing. I also want to have such clothes .”

The boys and girls of the same age stare at him with admiring gazes, too. In fact, many of the people in the main village were looking at him as well. There was enough appeal in front of everyone’s eyes to make that happen. Her dignified and handsome face, his silver hair shimmering in the wind, and the bluish tint that blended so well with his face. The The jacket fastened with a front belt button has a subtle waistband that matches the slender body shape of the person wearing it. Perhaps because of this, it gives the impression of a slender, slim figure. The pants have no creases at all, Only the shoes have a slight hint of feminine, but you can tell that they are of the highest quality. From top to bottom, from all angles, the dress is wonderfully tailored, as if he was the son of a good family. The innocent looks he gave them were nothing more than a subject for the boys and girls who were in the prime of their youth to taunt him.

“I love it. I wish I could go to the capital dressed like that.”

” You can’ t do that. That’s the impossible thing.”

“Why not? I might be able to wear something like that someday.”

“Still, you can’t do it .Even if your clothes are good, you can never be good-looking because you are not what you seem on the outside.”

“What the hell!”

The boys, who are still a little too young for their own good, quickly become noisy. I And then, as usual, they were shut down by spirited mothers. With a bump on the head.

Of course, the young ladies’ eyes also have a hint of yearning in them, but it’s a slightly different gate than the boys’. They are cute little talkers to the “prince” around them. The girls are being quieted by their mothers when their voices start to get noisy , with a heartwarming casual remake that the boy will not like such noisy girl.

Everyone was noisily gathered in this manner for the sake of seeing them off. Yes, they were gathered, not assembled. This was partly because the lord wanted to show off his son, but more importantly, it was an action that was necessary for the ruler of the territory.

Baron Moltaerne is a newly established domain that the current head of the domain, the Knight Baron Casserole-Mille-Moltaerne, has managed to expand so far in one generation. It was originally a wasteland and mountain range owned by the royal family, and it has been slowly developed over the years territoryThe yellow voice is getting noisy, but the mothers are quieting it down. The mothers are also quieting her down, along with a heartwarming reminder that the little boy will not like a noisy girl.

The reason everyone was gathered in such a noisy manner was to see them off. Yes, it was not a gathering, but a gathering. This was partly because the lord wanted to show off his son, but more importantly, it was an action that was necessary for the governance of the territory.

The Knight Baron of Moltaerne is a newly established domain that the current head of the domain, the Knight Baron Casserole-Mille-Moltaerne, has managed to expand so far in one generation. It was originally a wasteland and mountain range owned by the royal family, and it has been slowly developed by the correct lord.It is a geographically difficult to contact with other territories in the country , because it is a den of wild beasts and the monster , and yet it is a buffer zone because it is exposed unnecessary pressure from the neighboring countries if it is meddled with. In the worst case, it is a neglected non-intervention zone. The land is so barren that not even weeds grow, and the amount of rains is clearly less than in other territories. It is no wonder that the land is abandoned . No one would be happy to receive it, and yet it is a land that cannot be given to a hypothetical enemy.

Casserole was granted a territory because of his exceptional military achievements and another reason that only he could rule it. This reason served as a strong deterrent to the neighboring countries and also made it possible for him to rule this remote and difficult territory, which was nearly isolated from the other territories.

The territory’s stability is ensured and it’s showing to the people .Almost every chance it gets, it is a centripetal force..

The reason for this is a rare ability that is said to be unique among all people called magic .

“I’m off , everyone.”

With these words, the lord leaves the circle of people with his son. There is the pride of a man with a sense of responsibility on his shoulders.

” Have a safe trip dear. Be careful out there, son. don’t ta;l with strangers.”

” Go , my Lord . We look forward to your return .”

” Don’t forget to bring me a gift .”

“You can forget about this fool’s gift~. Don’t forget gift for me~”

Casserole puts a hand on Pastry’s shoulder, waving off in front of the people who are seeing them off.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes, Father.”

With these words, the two of them disappeared from the scene. They seem to have vanished without leaving any trace. In fact, there was nothing but an empty place as if no one was there at all.

“The magic of the lord is still as great as ever.”

” What is it called again?”

“Isn’t it called ” instantly teleportation ?”

“That’s it” instantly teleportation .”

“Dumbass, this is the “instant, movement “. Your ears are like that of a goblin.”

“That’s what I said.”

Earlier there had been a lot of noise about Pastry clothes , and now there was a lot of noise about lord’s magic. They are just now realizing once again that their lord possesses unique talents. The baron Mortern must be adored for his good territory management from the number of his

people who are proud of him . Nodding their heads in satisfaction, they all return to their homes.

Among them, there is one person. Or rather, two. There was a woman who was staring at the place where the lord and his son had disappeared . It was Agnes, Baroness Mille-Morteln, and her daughter, Josephine. They were among those who were returning to their homes, but for some reason, they looked doubtful. Both of them were constantly twisting their heads.

They realized something important mother called out to her daughter, Josephine, who was standing nearby, as the person to whom she would tell the story. Not surprisingly, José also noticed the same thing.

” Hey José.”

” Yes, Mother.”

The eyes of mother and daughter notice what each is trying to say to the other. The words they spoke were in perfect unison, .

“Pastry is still a looking better in women’s clothing.”

Pastry nightmare days seemed to be far from over.