My name is Lucy Greyrat. I’m the first-born daughter of the Greyrat House.
I have a big family. I have three Mamas, three small sisters, three small brothers, two Grannys, two Aunts and three pets. There are 16 people in total. It’s a big family.
“It’s important to make friends, okay? And you must never bully the weak, okay?”
“Live however you want, if you don’t understand something then just ask someone.”
“It’s important to protect someone. For that reason you must become strong.”
I have 6 siblings in total.
The oldest after me is my younger sister, Lara. She’s a very kind kid. Her hair is similar in color to that of Blue mama and her long hair stays in one single braid. She’s quite strange too, and is often seen talking with Blond-haired granny and our pet, Beat. Though both Beat and Granny don’t talk at all, she’s the only one doing the talking.
When Sieg tries to climb on Leo, Lara moves back a bit and let’s him take the forward. And then, hugs Sieg tightly from behind so that he doesn’t fall off and ends up falling asleep peacefully.
I also have two Grannies.
The Blond-haired granny is Papa’s mother. Her name is Zenith-san. She was a really lovely person once but now she can’t talk, even having a conversation with her yields no reply from her. She always looks absentminded and is seen together with Beat in the garden a lot. However, when I feel sorry or get angry, she caress my head for some reason. She’s a very mysterious granny.
The Brown-haired granny is Aunt Aisha’s mother. Her name is Lilya-san. It seems that she was brought along to serve Grandpa’s house as a maid at first, but acts just like how a maid would upto this day. The three mamas are very grateful and tip their hats off to this granny, but for some reason, in the past I wasn't sure just why she was my granny. Once, when I was walking in town, I heard someone saying “A maid is someone from the lower classes, someone to push around for work.”. And when I tried saying that back at home, Red-haired mama got really angry and I got scolded. She slapped my butt until it got completely red and told me to reflect upon what I said by throwing me out the house for the night. When I was shivering, huddled together with Leo, Brown-haired granny was the one who let me inside the house. At that time, granny told me what actually happened. And then, I learned on that day that even though she’s a maid, she’s still my granny and she shouldn’t be pushed around to work.
We have three pets.
The big white dog, Leo, is a Sacred Beast. He is very smart and understands what we say to him. It feels like he’s watching over us all, Papa said to rely on him if anything bad ever happens. His favourite is Lara, and sticks to her most of the time inside the house.
Armadillo Jiro is Blue-mama’s vehicle. He has a timid personality, when scolded he immediately shows his stomach or rolls up into a ball. But if something happens when we’re leaving, he growls to intimidate anyone. He too, in his own way, tries to protect us.
Treant Beat is the watchful protector of aunt Aisha’s vegetable garden. Since it is a plant monster, I really don’t know what he’s thinking but he’s often seen together with Blond-haired granny and Lara. He’s ruthless towards anyone who may lay waste to the crops in garden. It’s not a rare sight that we get to see it catch small birds which try to eat the seeds of Papa’s favourite Rice, those birds in the end become it’s nutrients. It’s a little scary, but it never attacks family members. On the contrary, when we approach it, it let’s us have a fruit. It is too, a family.
16 people. I have a lot of members in my family. I have lots of mama, and younger brother and younger sisters.
But Papa is alone. He’s the only one alone.
I love Papa a lot. It seems like I tended to avoid him since I was a small child. Papa’s odour gives me a peace of mind. Sometimes his beard scrapes me a bit, but I like that too. Papa doesn’t let me touch his beard much. When it gets a bit muzzy, and I try to touch it, he grabs my hand and says “Sorry, I’ll just go and shave it now.” and leaves for the bathroom. Though I think it’s fine, but Papa may think something otherwise. It’s a pity that he doesn’t let me touch his beard much, but I don’t dislike that part of him at all.
But, it’s just that… I think Papa doesn’t really expect much from me. I sort of think that way. He cares for me, even loves me a lot, but I think that he doesn’t expect much from me.
Surely, it’s because Papa is an amazing person. Yep, that’s right.
I know that my Mamas are amazing as well, but I knew since childhood that Papa is a special case. That Papa of mine, not expecting much from me… no, from us is understandable, I think it can’t be helped.
But I want Papa to praise me. I will abide by what my mamas has taught me, and I’ll protect my siblings as well. In doing so, I will receive a lot of praise from my mamas. But I want Papa to praise me too.
I’m already 7 years old. I’ll be attending school from today onwards. A school where adults attend as well, the school where Papa, Blue-mama and White-mama attended. Red-mama never attended this school, but I’ve heard that she teaches Swordplay from time to time.
“If it’s you, it’s going to be fine. You’ll be just fine if you properly follow what we have taught you” or so Blue-mama had told me but I’m still a bit nervous. A place where adults are in majority. I’m worried whether I’ll be able to make friends there, whether I’ll be able to do my best. I have some hopes as well but my anxiety is greater.
But I think if I worked hard there, I will be praised by my Papa. “Lucy is amazing. As expected of my daughter.” or so I think I’ll be praised like that. And then, surely my hopes will be reached as well.
That is why, I’ll work hard in order to achieve that goal.