Master Jaren

Carl, dressed in a fine outfit and proudly holding his chest out, had little of the boyish look of his past.

"I'll grow more, what if you start crying here already?" he said.

"I really… I really hope so," Lilly replied, her voice trembling.

"No, I said I'll grow more," Carl reassured her.

Eventually, Lilly started to sob, and Carl had to sweat profusely trying to comfort her.

"You've become so handsome that you could get married right away. All the ladies of Himmeln won't be able to take their eyes off you," Lilly said, while crying and adjusting Carl's clothes. She wrapped a rich scarf around him.

"Then that's good. Stop crying," Carl said gently.

"Even if you like it, tears will still flow," Lilly laughed through her tears.

Finally, as Lilly, who had fixed Carl's hair, took a step back, Carl also stepped back slightly so that she could see better. He stood with a confident posture and a slightly playful expression.