All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

The day they ended their revenge on the man who killed their bloodless brother, the two girls made a sign.

Simple and sturdy signs were made to give shape to their brother's desire.

"All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes and a Thousand Lines Once."

"All Denied Slave Girls: Hours Unlimited Free"

With it, the girl told her sister to stand in a park square.

"... you know, figs. If you don't need me... I'm going to disappear from this world."

Gently strokes the breathtaking fig head.

The figurine tried to persuade him. I want you to stay with me. You don't have to do anything on a day like this. Shaking it off, the girl grabbed the sign.

I'm sorry, sister, I can't.

Saying goodbye, which could be the last word, she went out with the sign in her hand.

The season was in the middle of winter.

A girl standing in a park square puts a sign in front of her mouth as it snows and hives.

A girl pretending to be an emperor. A girl who couldn't save her family. That's who I am. The girl exhales white breath as she watches the snow dance.

……

It was not until she lost her brother that she learned how guilty she was.

Sadness and loss that precious people die. The opponent who took the family members will be angry enough to feel uncomfortable if they don't cut through. In fact, she did not complete her revenge.

I did that to almost all the people of this country.

After the revenge was over, she had no idea what she was worth. At that time, I remembered my brother's words.

"All Affirmative Slave Girls: 10 Minutes at a Time 1000 Lynn"

Most people who didn't want to pass looked suspicious. Men who thought it was a kind of prostitute shook the signs and chased them away.

I really wanted to practice the way my brother thought about saving the world. I only know what I can do without sounds. At best, it's enough to make my brother's words come true.

The day passed, the sun was tilted, and none of the customers came.

Her exhaling breath turned white and was illuminated by the sunset.

I wanted to think that I needed my words. I wanted a place where I could stay in the world.

Perhaps no one needs their own words without sounds. No, maybe not. Who needs the words of a powerless little girl?

I knew it couldn't be needed.

But I wanted to deny it.

I wanted to affirm my dead brother's last words.

I wanted to measure the value of my existence.

All I wanted was my heart. The sun sets and the moon rises. In the cold winter sky, the stars shine cold. Whether it's night or night, I'm going to stand until the days change. The girl was going to lose her worth and disappear if no one could affirm it even if the days changed.

With the sound of a ball, she can transfer her body to the everlasting world.

That way, you won't be able to follow us, whether it's Ease Ann or not. There's only one person in the wilderness that's gonna live forever, along with the Proconsul's body.

I mean, I'd rather not be here anymore.

That's why the girl stood with a sign to measure her worth.

No visitors yet.

The cold freezes the girl's core. We don't have much time until we set our own time limit. When you twitch, your frozen disappointment freezes your body and mind.

……

In words, I wanted to save people.

It was an inadvertent noise, and I was just hurting people with a light word that didn't ask for any consideration. He was the emperor who had just killed the people with idleness without thinking. It was a slave-like life that just moved with someone's intent.

That's why I wanted to save someone with my own words without any power.

I wanted to practice what my brother said about saving a ridiculously convenient world.

That way, it might be worth something to me.

I thought you could keep your stupid brother's will. I saw hope that I would be able to engrave his words, which were dead to be treated lightly by the world.

However, there are no customers.

How many times will it happen? She exhales disappointment after expelling a man who mistakes him for a prostitute.

It's time to change the day. The man who seeks her words does not appear.

Again, I dropped my shoulders in disappointment.

I'm worthless. No one can help you if you lose the element of sound. No one can ask for help. What kind of value do I have that others don't need me for?

Then you don't deserve to be in this world.

It was when I felt my end approaching and I was exposed to the cold of winter.

A woman stepped into the park square.

Fahn returning home from the temple was deeply depressed.

She became a wishful nun a short time ago. Separate from my father, I chose to abandon my family. Initially, it was stretched out and burned with a sense of purpose.

You can help people, even if you are not good at faith. I was going to build a path to help someone with my abilities.

But today I was beaten from the bottom of my heart.

The Transferred Virgin Ease Ann.

Age is no different from that of a fan. As a nun, it seems to have been the first time I have worked in the treatment department as well as Fan.

Yet she was of a different character.

The more I can afford to take over all the duties of the incumbent priests belonging to the church, the better I am as a priest.

Eez Ann, with no expression on her face, didn't give a damn about Fahn. She didn't even have a fan in her eyes.

"I wonder what you've been boasting about, me."

Do you think you are special? Were you just saying that the little man was clever and superior to others?

The people you need to save people are masterpieces like Ease Ann.

I noticed a girl in the park square on my way home, where my thoughts had been shattered.

She's still a little girl.

Prostitution or begging.

I narrowed my eyes to pity. It gives rise to mourning that such a small child has to do such a thing in a world that doesn't like it.

If you chose to be involved in urban policy, you could have saved her. Tingling and chest pain.

Politicians are the few who can offer a fundamental solution to the problem of poverty.

I threw it away.

With 10,000 phosphorus, you won't have to sell your body for a week. Take out the money for immediate use that won't solve anything. I stood in front of her and offered 10,000 phosphorus instead of hypocrisy.

……

The girl is strangely shrugging her head. Looking at 10,000 phosphorus, I wonder why.

Tong pointed to what was written as "1000 phosphorus".

Now it was Fan's turn to lean his neck.

The clothes are dull, but the hair is neatly prepared. If you look closely, you don't see the dirt that tends to be found in begging, and your body is clean.

Could this be her business? The fan who came up with that idea grabbed 10,000 phosphorus. And once again, I offered you a thousand phosphorus.

This time, you took it.

After receiving it, the girl asked me where to put the thousand phosphorus and put it in her pocket in an unfamiliar manner. The obvious inconvenience of showing that I didn't have any change was rather smiling.

"Ah, I affirm everything about you...."

Spinning words as hard as you can. As I look at it, there is a novelty in the front that I am not used to talking.

I wondered if it was like confession, and what the girl wanted to do.

"Er...."

There was something I wanted to talk about.

The current fan is weak. Few trusted acquaintances have entered the monastery separately from their families. But even though I gave you the money, is it okay to spit it out to such a child? Even if it doesn't seem appropriate for an adult to rely on.

Seeing confusion and hesitation, a girl desperately spins her voice.

"Don't be shy. Er... eh, eh"

I suddenly burst into an unnatural smile that I knew I had to laugh.

The smile loosened the shackles of my heart. With the remnants of his smile on his mouth, Fern began to speak.

I'm a church sister.

"That's so... amazing!

"There's a lot going on, and I'm lost in my way of life. I was going to think about it myself and make up my mind. But I just regret it a little bit."

That's right. Something like that could happen... there is!

The voice of a girl who immediately affirmed, Fahn felt her irrelevance emerge.

"I'm not for the Sister, I'm sure."

"That's right - it's not... um... is it?

"Fufu. Yeah, it is."

Fern nodded with a bitter smile.

She has no talent as a Sister.

Even with a little knowledge, there are not many secrets that can be handled. Of course. I'm not a good believer, so there's no way I can use a big secret.

It's another dream, like saving a lot of people as a mystery therapist, even though your mind is not suited to being a priest in the first place.

If that's the case. Wouldn't it be better to stay with your father and get involved in the administration?

"If you could wave a great power, maybe that would have been better. I had a way. He was talented and blessed with the environment. I regret not choosing that."

"That's...."

The girl took a breath.

"... do you understand?"

The voices exhaled with white breath were deeply sympathetic.

Unaware of the circumstances, her sympathy, conveyed by words, lightened Fahn's mouth.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, very, very well."

Even though it was nothing, the sound of emotions propagating echoed in my chest.

A slave girl spins words into a fan immersed in words that spill into her chest.

"If I were in my position, I would have done better."

"Yes, that's it."

"I know. I know!

Fan nods at the girl's words. The girl echoes the voice of empathy as if she had been freed from the traceability she had just achieved.

"Even though I was small, I was born with great power."

"That's right. That's right."

"If we could do what we were given, we could have saved a lot of people."

"Yeah, that's right. But still, I thought."

As she nods to the girl's words, the runaway sister, Fahn, tells her dreams.

"I want to test my power."

The girl opened her eyes to a spill.

"You're an idiot. I know it's not for me, but I really want to try it."

When I mocked myself for being stupid and tried to make myself laugh.

"Absolutely... that's right!

The girl shouts surprisingly loudly and affirms Fahn's decision. The van, who tried to discredit himself, accidentally swallowed the words of self-oppression.

"I'm sure you're wrong... It's the path I chose, so even if it wasn't right, it shouldn't be wrong! So!!"

A crying girl burst into tears.

A drop of her tears melts the snow in the snowy, freezing air.

The girl has no talent, no reason, just a loud voice to affirm the fan.

"The path you chose is definitely not wrong!!!!!!!"

When you're done screaming, you'll be able to swallow. Hiccup, the next words don't take shape.

So Fahn waited slowly. Until the thousand phosphorus I paid stood up. I watched gently until I shed my feelings with tears because of the little girl in me.

Enough has passed. Separate it, the fan smiles.

"Thank you. I feel so relieved."

The girl is still crying. But I'm sure it's okay. I'm sure she'll be fine, even if she doesn't need more comfort than she needs.

"I'll be back."

That's all, Fahn leaves Park Square.

In the meantime, let's get along by talking to the faceless seniors who just transferred from tomorrow. My secrets do not extend to Eyes Ann, but it is because of such an amazing opponent that communication is meaningful.

With a much more positive mind, Fahn built up his plans for tomorrow with what he could.

The girl was crying in the park square where the first customer had left.

There was no sign of stopping crying, and tears were pouring.

For the first time, all the affirmations could not be properly made. With such a nasty narrative, I always smiled and my tongue didn't turn around. On the contrary, I've been crying all my life.

Above all, it was me who was saved.

It is a good place to disqualify as a business. If you score, it will be zero.

But I got it.

You can save people with words.

Even if you don't have a position, even if you don't have any special powers, even if you don't have any interactions until then.

If we meet at the right time, people will be saved by someone else's words.

Because I was saved today.

By talking to that sister of yours and speaking with the same voice, she was definitely saved.

I hugged the fig that approached me worried. She has been watching over her sister from the shadows under this cold sky.

"... Ichiki"

"Yes"

"... I'm going to do it."

"Yes"

The fig's hand strokes the back of a cold girl.

If you're my sister, you'll be fine.

The day two girls made up the sign of the boy's dream, it was the time they cried the most in their lives.