Sylphy's home stood almost at the northernmost edge of Buena Village.
When they had first chosen the location, it had been for the convenience of Rolls, a hunter, going into the forest to hunt. When Rolls's wife, Norda, was about to give birth, the two had already discussed moving somewhere closer to the village for the sake of their future child's social circle.
"If we keep living all the way out here, won't our child have to walk a long way to play with the other children?"
That was Norda's suggestion.
Rolls had naturally agreed without hesitation.
Buena Village was large, with plenty of vacant land for building a new home, and the knight was on good terms with Rolls. Surely he would lend them a hand.
Amid those expectations, their child was born.
The moment Norda saw her child, she froze.
Rolls was stunned as well, but then he excitedly shouted in an unusually high voice, deliberately forcing cheer into his tone in a way he normally never would.
"My child is so adorable! How about we call her Sylphiette!!"
Held in Rolls's arms, Norda answered through tears.
"Okay."
Luffy was adorable. She had smooth, silky hair that gleamed emerald green beneath the sunlight. It was beautiful.
That was what Norda thought.
Rolls thought so too.
But neither of them ever brought up moving closer to the village again.
Luffy was a very thoughtful child.
At the age of four, she had softly offered to help support the family—by bringing lunch to her father when he was keeping watch at the edge of the forest.
Yet she would always return home after lunch drenched from head to toe, stammering beneath Norda's heartbroken gaze that she had accidentally fallen into the irrigation canal and ruined the food.
At first, Norda