A Wish to Grab Happiness

On the record leather paper, each sentence is written to carve, and the name is taken.

Each letter has its own weight unchanged, however different it is in its writing. Everyone put down a beat when writing their own signature.

In any case, it is officially the first time in history that the Garrist kingdom and the Volvato Dynasty have signed a declaration of harmony and cooperation. I could definitely say a penny in history.

It would be normal to wonder if I would make a mistake there.

The signing ceremony had taken place in a large VIP room in the palace.

The first to take the feather pen was Princess Philos, followed by the young monarch of the Volvato morning. Once the two signatures are finished, the names of the high officials, including Virgin Mattia and the Magic General Mastigious, will also be taken underneath them.

Fialert said everyone with that name would be a witness to the document. It seems that this form of covenants and declarations is common.

Well, it's going to be knowledge that I don't use for anything, even if I remember.

"You're next, Rugis. And finally, sign to the end."

Mattia, the Virgin sitting next to me, handed me a feather pen and said: I guess they use fairly luxurious blades. My hair tips were so neat that I had never seen them.

Screw your lips accidentally by placing the recording skin paper in front of you. One beat, that's how I put another breath down, then I said.

"... I'll stop. I don't remember writing my name on the document and it was in my busy eyes."

The moment I said it, I saw Mattia's blue eyes stopped in front of me. My cheeks are creeping funny. He was as emotional as ever.

The contents of the document were like declaratory texts to swear the inviolability of both sides and to carry out collaborative operations against the threat of demonization.

There were various other fine clauses, but I'm not even willing to see them. I guess the greats of Mattia and Volvato thought about it anyway.

I think the content is quite good, but I don't like the fact that I have to sign it.

Once upon a time, the bitter thoughts of being grabbed by a debt you can't remember by signing without knowing why come back to life. First, an attendant would have had enough. More than a dozen people are named after me.

- If I sign this, won't I get into another mess?

With that thought, I lay down trying to give him a break from the feather pen. I tried to open my hand and Mattia's fingers overlapped mine.

And I've been holding on to it with so much momentum that I should keep pushing it.

"Hey, wait. Mattia. Wait a minute."

"- Is that good, Rugis? You are a facilitator of bilateral harmony and cooperation. There's no way you're not going to sign this as a mediator."

I think I made up my mind while I was asleep. I only drank alcohol yesterday at the celebration ceremony for the crown of Monarch Volvato, and all I found out was after this signing ceremony started.

Mattia's fingers are holding me back more and more forcefully, even while I'm tapping such a slap. There were times when boulders jumped out onto the battlefield with their own spears.

"This does not oblige you to do anything strange. It's an indication that the battle between mankind is over. Aren't you the one who said there's no more time for mankind to fight each other?"

"... you really don't have anything?

"Yeah, whatever. Have I ever lied to you?"

Mattia pointed her eyes at me and made me grip the blade pen once now.

It's probably the reason I've been asking questions for a while, the people around me are starting to blur, and multiple gaze piercing at me. Including Kalia and Fialert, who were each in rows as Garrist and Volvato.

Well, I sure don't remember Mattia setting me up before. It's also a bad habit to doubt people too much.

At the end of the document, in the place indicated as mediator, write the first name.

What an odd mood. I'm not supposed to have been involved in public affairs at all. Even the thought of humiliation overflows.

At the same time as I finished writing, Mattia and I hit the fingers and made a strangely stiff noise. Unexpectedly shifting your gaze to you.

Apparently, it was the sound of a meeting between the rings. Mattia's "Saint Maiden" crest ring that was put on my finger and the "Golden" ring that I kept with her.

Speaking of which, I was totally relaxed. Indeed, it was exchanged during the infiltration of the Wang capital controlled by the demon Drigman.

Should I give it back on this occasion? Yeah, I told Mattia to pay the gaze she gathered on us before I put it in my mouth.

"Let's take another time on the matter of replacing the ring, Rugis. It's a signing ceremony now."

Mattia shows a gentle grin and soft eyes to ripple her lips off. It was such a look, like I had seen it once somewhere.

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Reu was looking at the sky. The sky, covered in dead snow and cloudy in gray, was just right for the feeling right now.

Hold your own chest gently, then try to hold your shoulders with both hands. The only thing I could feel was my body temperature, and I didn't even feel any shards of the signs that should have been there once.

I wonder why. I was born, and I was alone long after my mother died. It shouldn't have happened, but now this lack is too much to bear.

From my eyes, my tears fall off naturally in a flabby way. Above all, the glorious gem is nowhere to be found.

"What the fuck? You cry a lot! You're so unhappy to cry in such an eye-catching time!

Outside the window, a red hair peeks into the room. How do you get your face out the window when you say this place is upstairs?

Shad, the Lord of Voices, came into the room on his own through the window, and this again jumped onto the bed on his own.

I wonder what it really is. Reu rounds his eyes unexpectedly in a series of abrupt events.

"… what is the sight?"

"Naturally, Vrilligant is dead. If the menace is dead, it should be celebrated."

Reu bluntly distorted his expression. Since Agatos, the jewel, was lost and gained its principals - and became a clogged demon, Reu's expression and words and actions have occasionally resembled hers.

"Whether you're an enemy, you're not happy with someone's death."

"You don't like it! Delightful things are delightful!

For the first time today, I felt Reu had a slight but contemptuous emotion. In the world, there are people like this, and I thought so. Most of all, Shad is not a person.

I don't know why you're here. Seeing Reu's obvious confusion, Shad got out of bed and said:

"-Ma. I don't care to cry. Once you cry, it's a habit to cry every time someone dies. That way, at the end of the day, it's like I can't cry. Keep it that way."

After a few seconds of being told that, Reu raised his eyelashes.

Is this perhaps her own consolation? To be honest, it wasn't comforting, but Reu felt somewhat out of his shoulder strength and leaked his exhale.

That's how I transfer my gaze to Shad's red copper eyes again. Shad nodded loudly when he asked if there was anything I could do for him. Red hair bounces hard and moves. It even seemed to represent her chest.

"If you inherited the original, you must also have the jewels Agatos had. One, you want it back."

I want it back, gem. After hearing that, Reu finally got to the point. Perhaps you are referring to what Agatos had enclosed in his past gems.

Agatos' original is permanently stopped by the living, even one of the cities, enclosed in gems. That is the mystery of Agatos.

Honestly, I'm sorry about Reu, such as letting go of what she had. But if you have something that was originally Shad's property, it would be a problem to keep holding it.

Shad builds momentum and rises out of bed as Reu presses in silence with a complex intertwined mood. That's how I said it in grandeur.

"You're Zebrelilith enlivening your behavior. Don't you want to be prepared?"

At the same time as her words, the wind accidentally hit the window hard. The snow I've stopped falls fluttering and zero again.

A dead snow butterfly was flying lightly out the window.

That was as if trying to bring in ominousness again.