A Wish to Grab Happiness

Silver hair touches the air of prison bella. This is where I smelled it, Karia thought. Sometimes it just bears two names: burial.

It's shady, smells darker blood than death odor, causing people to imagine it's not good.

This doesn't just get dirty anymore. Smells and delusions are no longer stained in the prison itself.

I guess the only way to forget everything is to smash every building in here.

"I wonder why the Garrison soldiers have left. Is the elf soldier that threatening to them?

By the side, said Fialert, who rocks his dark hair. Perhaps even I had skepticism about the words I let go of myself. There is obvious confusion in the expression.

Naturally. If you are an untrained soldier, you may be afraid to fight in the name of an elf and lose your will.

But not the soldier led by Valerie-Brightness, her wrapped in magical armor. I was definitely the elite themselves. They're fighting to fight, including Valerie.

Even if they are frightened, they will not lose their will. Terrified, I never turn my back. Karia knows that very well.

So if that they have retired. There's more to it than that.

"Something happened. Something that keeper Valerie has to go to herself. There's something we need to retreat from before our weakened enemies."

Karia even smiled and said so. My lips are small and pointed.

Karia wonders if Rugis knows something about it. He has been, no, ever since we met.

Talk as if you saw through everything on this side, move. It behaves like it's natural. He seems to trust me, and at the heart of it, he doesn't try to tell me anything.

Abominable. What more can you hide now? Do you think you can't put so much credit into it? No matter what you find out, you can't change your mind.

That is an indisputable fact. If Rugis were to spit out everything in his chest, Karia would happily take it all, no matter what it was.

- Yeah, but... He didn't say anything. I didn't even tell him where I was going and I came here. How many times has this happened? It seems stupid to even count anymore. I can't stand it.

Karia rattles her sharp, pointy dog teeth. The irritation accumulated around my chest was going to flood out of my skin. Fingertips shake multiple times as if they were cramped. A blackscarlet sword offered at his waist roared, stirred by Kalia's passion.

It's not about attitude, but Fialert is no different from Karia in its own mood. Swallow the enthusiasm and set it on your belly. He gleams his eyes with muddy emotions.

If Kalia was a sharpened blade itself, the fialert was like a gunpowder bank. Though I push everything very hard into the back of my throat. If something happens, everything bursts. That's how it looked.

The jail penetration, coming to the top room of the surveillance tower, Kalia wants the door lightly. I don't need to do that, but it seemed indiscreet to open the door without a knock.

Elves queen Eldis from the inside, go ahead and tell her. Apparently nothing happened while I was doing my job. With a slight facial expression, he walked indoors prompted.

"... did you even come to see me? Or should I leave now?"

Almost at the same time as I went indoors. Such a voice reaches my ear. Karia put a thin line in her cheek and responded. Slight throat bouncing.

Oh, how sweet it is to think that people will always be there if you go.

"Sleeping is what you say in your dreams, Rugis. If it was meant to be, I wouldn't even allow it to come out of my sight."

Caria jokes and carries on the words she says, Fialert says.

"And that's all the scratches. You'd have trouble if you could go out in the dark...... Yeah, speaking of which, it was a huge injury, but it sounds like some people have come all the way to a distant prison."

Looking at the fialert, who could have been, speaking with a full grin, Rugis makes the chewing cigarette stick to his lips. To see how it goes, I guess I feel uncommonly guilty for him.

I've done something wrong. I made a bad choice. At least now Karia is convinced that's what Rugis assumes.

That is why he sweetened the situation close to his present detention. We were entrusted with locking ourselves in the room until our bodies were fully healed and staying within our reach.

That's all guilt, hence.

Her face was hot, Karia felt her cheeks loose before she knew it. Yeah, now he's showing weakness. My body is exhausted and I have to rely on us.

Then right now, I want to intertwine his spirit. I want to take the lead in thinking and remind you that it's only natural that I'm here that I have to be there. No, it should be.

When I saw Rugis lying on the bed with his shoulders clasped, Eldis rolled the book at hand and said: Bigeye grins as she collapses.

"Rugis, this is all about accepting it. Nothing feels free in boulders."

Make it a fia alert, Eldis. Karia understands you're thinking the same thing.

Both myself and them already have something like distortion. Deeper than distortion, something.

As someone else, I am not willing to throw them away.

Kalia sits down beside Rugis and says while she is sleepy.

"Besides, your representation in prison is trying hard. I also do what I want. What more do you want?"

When I saw the side of Rugis as I said, I told him to sigh at nothing.

Karia gently touched Rugis's arm, which remained thrown out on the bed. The wounds are still noticeable, but before that, there is something that Kalia feels.

It's blood. The very circle of blood. Running around Rugis' body at the same time as breathing and cardiac movements.

Karia leaks her exhale like a relief. I understand. Now his own blood is clearly increasing its influence in Rugis' body.

Blood coincidence. A scene in Flimslat. To cut those opportunities, Kalia poured a lot of blood into Rugis. They were originally only meant to be ritual.

But not now. Now the blood does exhale in Rugis. It makes sense.

The meaning is diverse, but there is one place Kalia thinks. Just that we want to be together.

Karia thinks. I am no longer a pure human being. It has become a species that only appears in mythology: the giant. That's instinctive.

No matter, I have no regrets about the shards. Had it not been for this in Flimslat, perhaps neither myself nor Rugis would have had life. That abominable woman could have taken everything away from me.

His heart trembles and his boiling anger boils quietly. With that in mind, what kind of regrets do you have about becoming a giant species? Rather a joyous thing.

Yes, I have no regrets. But there's just one thing I think. It means that I have become a single race in this world.

No longer are compatriots doomed. The species Giant bears the statute of being lost. I'm sure that's an unchangeable fact.

Instinct as an organism, or as it passes in the chest, an unspeakable sense of loneliness erodes Kalia. Emotions like never felt before. Even if there were people beside me, my brain would understand that it was a different species than I was.

Loneliness eating breasts. Not very much, but someone else, that's how I can't tell Rugis. I don't want people to think I'm weak enough to worry about such things anymore. By then, I don't want them to know I'm a weak woman.

But that's why. Feeling his presence in Rugis, Karia produces joy that is just overflowing from her little body. My cerebromedulla is going to melt and fall as-is.

Even now at this moment, my own blood is degenerating him. Originally, the wound that needs healing for a few months is almost blocked.

I don't like being the only race in the world. But if it is but two, then it is good. Very, very good. Karia boils her chest uncontrollably with her loose cheeks.

Rugis leans her shoulder gently, keeping Kalia's hand tangled in her right arm, he says.

"If you want me to be adult, I will now. But there's someone I want to talk to. I was wondering if you could talk to him."

I laughed at Rugis' words, saying, "Where is the woman?" I can see the area around my cheeks getting stiff. Eldis had also narrowly distorted his eyeballs.

Rugis shook his head at those reactions before responding.

"I'm not a woman. Not so much a human being - Doha Sura. When were you in this prison?"

Rugis opened her lips when she wanted to ask him something.