"Hey, and Leila, that's funny. I've never seen anything like it."
"Huff, in terms of something I've never seen, I think it's probably something we have at home, too."
While answering that to her own husband, Layla was thinking of something else with her head.
- After all, what do I think of this guy?
Serving master.
Interesting person.
Unknown chunks.
Subject of study.
Those words, they immediately come to mind.
No matter how much we are together, there is no more unknown as the subject of the study so that the search heart, which is the driving force behind this body, continues to hurt.
With him we will be able to reach a knowledge that no one in the long-held clan of sheep horns would surely have been able to unravel.
But - I calmly analyze and understand myself that if I am who I am now, that's all I am with him, and in the 'world' he makes, I am not.
In that place, day after day, I do chores as a maid, joke with them, laugh at each other, and take care of the toddlers who come home.
I feel that they are so happy that they stand alongside the quest for knowledge.
And it is this master who is creating such a routine, and therefore I cannot deny that I see him as anything more than a subject of research.
But...... that's how I take it one step deeper, and when I even think about whether I'm looking for this man as a woman, I don't know as soon as I can.
... I guess that means that it's my first experience, so I don't know, I don't know.
I've never been in love before.
In addition to the fact that there were originally only women in the inside, because curiosity was more overwhelmingly important than such.
It has always struck the unknown with great interest and exuberance, but for this unknown, it is only bewildering.
- I remember what the Heilong girl said one day.
Having met him brings a number of emotions to my chest that I've never felt before, and I don't know how to judge them, he said.
That's when Heilong's girl and this husband haven't been married yet - I'm sure I'm savoring the same thing as her now.
I am surprised that such emotions existed in this flesh.
... I think I'm a cute woman compared to the faces that live in the labyrinth.
It doesn't show great joy and sorrow like everyone else, it just bystands and watches.
In other words, it would just be a certain distance away.
Yes, I know very well because it's about me, but until now, I've built one wall against others.
No... to put it correctly, because I'm not really (...) interested (...), I had an unusual look on my face and it was the usual means of doing it over.
I'm not saying that I don't care what I'm not interested in, but I still can't deny that there was a verse in me that I was looking down one.
Perhaps, spending time with them is changing that.
The walls are gone, and we're stepping forward or not.
- Right.
It must be her own encouragement that the master suddenly told him such a story.
I haven't spoken to my master in a long time while this master was gone, but that's where they spotted me.
A helpless disciple is beginning to learn a little bit of manhood by going out and living, and it was the demon king named Yuki who exchanged it.
That's why you want to say live with them like this and do it right.
"… it's troublesome."
When I realized it, the words were leaking out of my mouth at will, and my husband, who heard it, turned to me with a strange face.
"Layla?"
"No... Hi, do you say you can't linguize your emotions well... I'm not sure what's in your chest..."
I'm sure you don't understand why, to his own words that don't get the guidelines, but he laughs and returns the words.
"Haha, you've never heard anything like that from Leila. But I think emotions are usually hard to put into words. Words are rational, but emotions are not rational."
... unreasonable, huh?
"... Yuki, a little, okay?
"Mm-hmm. Oh, yeah, Leila...?
tons, and deposits his head in his chest.
To behave roughly like himself, he raises his voice of agitation, but a little bit, stroking his pompous and this head.
The feeling of a gotten man.
Warm, calming heartbeat.
It's like being enveloped, the smell.
- Oh, this.
Here it is.
I'm sure everyone is instinctively asking for this and for it again.
Often, he leaves his body silently in his chest, then opens his mouth.
"... Yuki"
"... ah"
"This problem is probably something I have to find answers to myself - So, uh... will you wait -...?
To a word that swayed anxiously, he showed a little thought before opening his mouth.
"Leila."
"... Yes"
"I already think I'm inside you. It's not just me, it's all of us. That's why I'll wait. Until your heart can tell for itself."
From up close, I look up at his face.
A loving, gentle smile.
Token and warm chest.
Layla smiled and deposited her head in his chest again.