Shining clarine is called to heaven...... no, that probably went back to the heavenly realm, I'm sure. Anyway, it was dissolved after Clarin was gone.
Now I am rocked by Dilk and the carriage home.
[incomprehensible]
[incomprehensible]
[incomprehensible]
Gatagotto is the running sound of a carriage.
It's the sound of Dilk's tail swinging at you and hitting the carriage.
"Why is Dilk in such a good mood?
"Huh?"
No, I'm already in a super mood for expressions, Nico.
"That's... I'm glad Rosalind relied on me... because I'll give you a good comfort at home!
"Tonnola!??
It was totally blown away by Clarin's impact! No, no, no, no! Glad to hear it, but off the hook! I want to roll around. No!!
"... Rosalind is really cute, isn't she? Because you and I are finally gonna cry."
"Ugh!?
It's Curtis time!? Black history!!
* You can't be a villain's warrant lady. Rosalind, age seven, knights. See also Dirk in your work edition, mundane.
"So, when? Now?"
Dilk chuckled.
"Yes, no... I'm not sad anymore because my head is purn with some clarine..."
"Is it lit? Lovely."
Mr. Dirk, you're not making sense. Light up... yes, but it's not even cute. I'm sorry I'm honestly an unsweetening, adorable daughter-in-law.
And if you don't like it when your wife asks you, you have to be at home.
"... so don't worry about it"
Me pointing that way. While I'm at it, it's not cute. Wow...
"Yeah, you're good at home. Lovely."
I ask you not to read your mind. Plus, there's something wrong with Dilk's cuteness. He said he wasn't sad in the first place. But that's crazy.
"... something Dilk hasn't read my emotions better?
I don't know how creepy I am, but I think Dilk knows it pretty accurately.
"Hmmm... is it because magic works easier inside than humans? Maybe the connection to the connection is stronger on the beast side... and maybe it's because of that. Instead, if you can't do that, your partner is going to hate you."
Maybe the beast man is a developed ability because he's not good at guessing, I told him.
I thought I distracted you. Dirk didn't say anything when I got home, and Dirk spread his hands at me when I was about to have dinner and take a bath. Come on, let's go to bed.
"Come."
Rosawanko would happily go hugging Dirk if he asked him to come. Wow.
"Eh heh..."
"You've been patient a lot. You can cry. I'm the only one here."
………
I want you to stop making me cry. I think it's cowardly to be nice.
"How dare you melt it out with your tears? When you're with me, you don't have to be strong."
"... it's in front of my favorite dilk, which is why I want to be cool"
Tears creep into her gently stroking hands.
"... I know Rosalind is cool. But I decided to walk with Rosalind... and I want to be the husband who can support Rosalind."
Dirk put it that far, beastified. also fufufu... happiness.
"Hey, sweet wife"
"... Yes"
"Your husband wants to be counted on by you. Would you please let me comfort you?
Peppered, and licked his cheek. They licked a few overflowing tears.
"... you want to make me cry so bad?
"... you want to make me cry, or you want to be relied upon. I want to make Rosalind happy."
…………
You don't have to cry anymore, not so much anymore. I was fully healed and comforted by Dirk's kind words. I want to tell you that, but I can't say it well.
"... ugh... ugh..."
Wordless gratitude overflows with tears. Hey, Dilk knows my emotions, so he's passing them on, right?
"... yeah. It's coming through."
I don't like sweetening from myself, but my consciousness faded, thinking that Dilk will always do everything in his power to spoil me… maybe this will do just fine…