Belaque shot Uchiha Madara a fierce glare, but there was nothing she could do. She couldn't exactly tell these people that she was a dwarf.
So she said helplessly, "Hello, Uncle and Auntie. Hello, little brother."
"I'm not a little brother. I'm taller than you," the little boy said to Belaque.
"You have to be polite to others. Besides, this big sister is much more sensible than you are. You should learn from her," the innkeeper told the boy.
"I don't like children at all," Belaque muttered to herself.
After they sat down, the innkeeper smiled and said to Uchiha Madara, "I've already had my eldest son go clean up a room for you. It should be ready by the time you finish eating. You two are father and daughter, so sharing one room shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"No problem," Uchiha Madara said with a smile. "My daughter is still too young. I'd be a little worried if she slept in a room by herself. Besides, she's naturally timid."
"I'm not scared sleeping alone. I sleep in a room by myself now," the little boy said to Uchiha Madara.
"Boys are brave," Uchiha Madara said with a smile.
"Our child only started sleeping alone this year too. Before that, he always slept with us," the little boy's mother said.
They chatted as they ate. Uchiha Madara found that while the dishes were simple home cooking, they tasted quite good. It seemed the innkeeper was indeed skilled at cooking.
"Our little city doesn't usually get many guests, though travelers do pass through from time to time. But I've never seen anyone travel with a child before." The innkeeper smiled as he asked Uchiha Madara, "Where are you headed?"
"Winterfort." Uchiha Madara smiled. "We're visiting relatives in Winterfort. We only go