A Butterfly That Can'T Fly
Stay on?

Obviously Alurra did not expect that the incident would happen, he even still thought that this man must be a fraud. However, this doesn't make sense. This guy is weird. His hair, his eyes, his clothes, the silver wings behind his back, and the living fire from his fingertips.

"Who are you?"

The confused face of the man. Didn't he explain, and then what's more?

"your name"

It seemed like she was happy when Alurra asked about her name, smiling like a child being given candy.

"Iron, my name is Iron"

"Well, Iron, when are you coming home? it's late and I want to sleep"

His expression was not good as Alurra chased him away, he hoped that Alurra was a person who was happy to mince words. But it seems like it's just wishful thinking, a loner woman with a pile of electricity bills where it might do that.

"Me, can I stay here? Until the snowfall stops tomorrow"

"stay? No!"

Wherever possible Alurra will let a stranger who is not clear of his origin and what his purpose is to stay at home. Although it has been explained by a man named Iron, but it is difficult for Alurra to believe this. After all, which human would let a stranger stay at his house?

"Please, just let me stay here one night, when the snow stops I'll go. I promise,"

"I won't bother you, I'll just be in the closet until tomorrow"

Strange guy, why in the closet? There are obviously chairs or mattresses that Alurra does not wear, or are more comfortable on the floor than those weathered and dusty wooden cabinets.

Alurra thought, it seems like she has no evil intentions. Yes, if he has then Alurra is done from now on.

"Well, you can sleep in my bed. I won't sleep there because it's cold"

Hearing the words of Alurra, Iron walked to the mattress, but instead of sleeping he even fumbled on the mattress and pillows on the mattress.

"It's over, it's not cold anymore"

Alurra who still thinks he is a liar certainly does not believe, but he still stands and walks towards the mattress. When he sat on the bed, he felt warm. The cold that had been piercing the bones had already disappeared.

He believes it now. Iron, the foreign man who entered his house is not a human, knowing that, Alurra a little creeps.

"You're not gonna kill me, are you?"

Iron did not like it when Alurra said that, seen from his fused eyebrows and the look on his face that seemed to say 'what do you mean?'

"We peace-loving Elves, we will not kill while nothing interferes with our peace"

Although his intention was to make Alurra calm, the sentence made him even more panicked. He just disturbed his calm.

Iron seemed to understand the meaning of that gaze. He sighed, and shook his head.

"Relax, I'm not gonna kill anyone here"

"What's your name? You didn't tell me what your name was, and I told you my name. Very disrespectful"

In order for this conversation about killing to stop, Iron shifted the subject, which seemed to work because Alurra's countenance was no longer frightened.

"Yes, I forgot. My name is Alurra, which means a beautiful fairy. My grandmother said my name was given by my mother"

"Your mother was right, not wrong to give you the name Alurra"

"It's late, sleep. I'm going to go in the closet"

Alurra seemed to disagree with what Iron said. Is there a sofa? why in the closet?

But after Alurra asked that Iron laughed, strange. He walked into the closet and into it.

"It's more comfortable"

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The snow has started to subside, and the day is starting early. Already heard the sound of birds chirping, Alurra woke up because the glare of the sun hit his face.

Suddenly he instantly woke up, rushed towards the closet and looked inside. Blank. He remembered what happened last night, and was pretty sure it wasn't a dream.

But it seems like the foreign man with the charming appearance who sneaked into his rum had left last night. Of course you have to go, otherwise Alurra will call the police, or maybe invite him to play monopoly?

After that day, he never found another man named Iron with golden hair and red eyes.

Even today he makes warm tea and sits on the porch of his house while looking at the snow-filled streets.

sleep during the day, eat, and drive around the city without buying anything. His life was like unemployment without a job. Well, actually it's unemployment.

On the way home she met her neighbor's aunt next door who was dressed in all-pink clothes with her blonde hair and thick red lips.

Alurra who had just wanted to escape undo his intentions because it was already visible. That woman is a very annoying human being.

"Hi, Alurra"

He smiled which made the wrinkles near his eyes visible, his red lips rose upwards which instead of looking pleasant even looked creepy. Not to mention the very pungent smell of roses that can make the nose clogged.

"Oh, Hello, Madame Penelope. How you doing?"

Alurra why awkward, he was not used to making small talk, was visible from his extremely insincere facial expression and his stiff smile.

"Very good, my dear, what are you doing here? Are you not working?"

I told you, she's a very annoying woman. Even more annoying than when our little fingernails got hit by a table.

Alurra who still maintained her awkward friendly expression tried not to throw the woman with the old black boots she was wearing. Clearly this woman knew that she was an unemployed man who had just been fired from her job.

"I'm relaxing, so I don't want to find a job yet. Madam What are you doing here?"

It seemed like that question was what the pink lady was waiting for, because she smiled happily after Alurra asked that question.

"This old me is walking around spending the money I've collected during my life"

Her happy expression made Alurra upset. It was very curious that he threw these ugly shoes at the ugly face of the old woman.

"Yes, you're right madam. Parents must enjoy life, so that when his time in the world runs out he will not regret"

Saying such a thing while smiling sweetly. Not knowing where Alurra got the skill from, but it seemed that it was able to make Madam Penelope angry.

He went away to go home, saying that his cat had not eaten. Alurra also came home after not long Madam Penelope came home. His days were so boring, shouldn't he be looking for a job?

Lazy to think about it, Alurra began to re-ignite the dead firewood earlier and prepared to cook because it was getting dark.