A Wish to Grab Happiness

On the eve of the joint ceremony between the Crest Church and Gaza. The book of the night enveloped Galuamaria, and the gentle silence was covering the world. But that doesn't mean anyone and he can all be immersed in the comfort of that silence.

A glimpse down the ground from the top of the Great Wall of Gallu Amalia, soldiers and carpenters were running around here and there just to spare me while I breathed. Perhaps in preparation for tomorrow's ceremony, they're making me do piercing work. It's as if the ceremony venue isn't showing up right now, but it's still Largued-Ann's job to get it ready. I guess I'll be able to do the right thing tomorrow morning.

I kept biting cigarettes on my lips, and I looked down on the walls like people were running around busily. Nothing to do, nothing to think about. He was just devouring his passing time, emptying his head.

Is it because the moon hasn't come out today? Weirdly, my vision remains dark.

"You're in good shape, sir. What's the matter, did you admire the birds too? But don't just jump off imitations."

Silver swims through the dark at night.

Kalia looked down as she stood at me, sitting on the walls of the castle, in footsteps with a cling. The expression is trying to loosen her cheeks gently and she is smiling.

In a good capacity, or not as good as you, I returned the irony, and Karia's fist gently struck me in the forehead.

"If you don't need anything, I think it's a good idea to fall asleep. Tomorrow's ceremony, you will not be at peace."

Karia sat down beside her and went with a whispering voice. Your soft lips say that you are no longer in a position to be left alone.

He's the one who really touches things people forgot about.

Tomorrow's ceremony, I was hearing a little bit from Mattia about what would be done there. I remember Mattia looking me straight in the eye and saying it was no longer inevitable.

As Karia said, I'm sure I won't be able to do a long imitation tomorrow. That may not even give you time to breathe. With that in mind, it is certainly a good decision to fall asleep quickly.

But the truth is that I still feel loose and smoky in the back of my chest. The uncharted impatience of a dry stomach left him sitting in his body. Every time he lays on the floor, he gives me weird pain. That's why I had to be distracted by the wind at night in a place like this.

I shrugged so much at Karia staring at me as she peered this way, shaking her lips gently, well everyone has the one called anxiety.

As Karia rounds her eyes for a moment, she narrows her silver eyes so that she thinks about it.

"I am, Rugis. To be honest, I'm not sure about the anxiety you have. I mean, you know, your chest is shaking."

Karia ripples her lips as she gently leaves it on my shoulder. The weight deposited did not weigh strangely.

Karia slowly leaks her voice as she occasionally closes her lips so that she chooses words one by one.

"I grew up taught that I was happy to grasp glory. Glory is a testament to the powerful. There can be no anxiety or worry about grabbing it. Yes, I thought so."

That's why I'm not sure what your patrol is, Karia said repeatedly.

I see, after all, Kalia is a strong woman. She's a very, very strong woman.

I guess it's impossible for her to be burned by the glory of glory, I guess I've never felt any backwardness in the praise given. Karia has people's expectations on her little back, and she can move on without breaking her knee. That's a good woman.

If I do, I can also understand how hard it is to understand the small emotions I have. Pity. Pity there's more to it than that. I am swept away by an emotion that is nothing more than trivial for Karia.

Karia looks at me with her lips pointy, shaking her silver eyes.

I thought Karia would tell me to get on the floor if I had time to worry about something stupid next time. That's the woman named Karia, and it was another word that suited her well.

But he's had a slightly different wind blowing place today.

"I just don't understand a little bit about your anxiety - no, I'm sorry."

What the hell?

Thoughts ran through my head, but I really don't understand it. Even if you run around looking for that meaning from end to end, the results are still the same.

It was spit out of Kalia's mouth, which was a word I didn't really envision, so I twisted my lips a few times to look for words.

"... what, to dip your tongue in booze for the first time, you'll have a little courage. Same as that. I'm going to touch something I've never gotten before. It's only natural that the back of my heart trembles. That's all."

Yes, I speak to Karia beside me, forcing her to line up her words. Karia was listening to me with her silver hair gently swayed.

Yes, one of the things I once wanted from the depths of my chest and still didn't get is in front of me right now. Besides, come on. It's all on a plate, so people like me get anxious the other way around.

Can't this be too lucky for a long time, but is this really a real thing in reality? The silly delusion that this was not won by legitimate means or something comes to mind after a moment. It's really, really silly.

Gently exhale as you pour the smell of chewing tobacco into your nostrils. As it went with it, Kalia was also taking a big sigh of breath. And as I gently flaunted my shoulders, my silver eyes caught my whole body.

"You're still the same, you're no different then, you're still a fool."

That said, Karia rattles her throat.

He tells me. Karia must be talking about when she was forced out of Birdnick's mansion.

Speaking of which, you're the one who won't change. She's such a horrible woman who's selfish and strong and doesn't know how to break it. Well, there are parts of me that I can't tell you about very people.

"Absolutely, having a stupid husband is a constant struggle. You don't have to say a few compliments or words of labor to me."

I clapped my shoulders with a sarcastic distortion of my expression against Karia like that as she joyfully held up her cheeks. And keep the chewing cigarette away from your lips, while distorting your eyebrows.

No, wait. What is that? My husband, what is it?

The questioning became strangely stiff. Don't listen to the words that Kalia will answer. But there was such a distorted intuition behind my brain that I had to ask.

"Isn't it decided - did you forget the duel at Belfein? I've been deprived of my whole life by you. This body, this spirit, everything. This body is nowhere in the world anymore. Except in your hands."

Yes, as I said, Karia eased her cheeks and grinned, floating. That's a frank, smile, as if you drew a beautiful single line on your face. I remember the beauty as if it were demonic, that, it was a laugh.

Karia says to me that she has no response to the vomited words and just leaves her cheeks clutching. It's like overlapping my body with mine, while I do.

- Don't worry, Rugis. If you stop, I'll pull over. If you don't know the way, I'll pave the way to glory. I'll get you everything you need. Don't you think it's a lot of loyalty, yeah?

Somewhere like that, a voice that can't hide its delightful state, rides the wind and disappears into darkness.

On the eve of the ceremony, the darkness at night darkened its black.