Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

"- Aginis?... That's what she called Amelia."

The voice of the earthy spirits asking so was trembling. But my scorched brown eyes are seeping with joy, staring straight at me.

"Amelia, do you know your wife?

Amelia is my best friend.

The Spirit of the earth, whose face was broken by the zero fallen question, answers so with his chest stretched out.

'What do you mean, you call Amelia your wife...?

"I am your grandson."

"Grandchildren are Amelia's children, right? If you ask me, the quality of magic is a little bit similar. '

She comes to the side with a full grin if she nods and shows it to the earthy spirits who ask with joy.

Where did you get acquainted earlier? She started to roll around like intrigued, apparently observing me saying, "My mouth and nostrils may be similar. Plus, the way I curl my whirl hair is with me. Otherwise - 'he mutters with pleasure.

- I didn't know your name would come up.

Amelia, I sneak out of breath so that the spirits of the earth who look for the shadow of your wife don't notice me.

She died before she was born, so I know very little about Grandma Amelia.

There was a verse where both Grandpa and Father and Sebastian avoided talking about their mothers, and Mother never talked about whether she felt the atmosphere around her. For that reason, by the time I felt comfortable, I thought I shouldn't ask about my wife.

I was never interested. It's just that the grandparents and Sebastian in front of me were more important to me than the old lady I'd never met.

The figure depicted in the portrait and the fact that she inherited the Duke of Aginis, albeit temporarily a woman, and that she was a childhood friendly and core woman with Master Celery.

That's all the information that shaped a woman named Amelia von Aginis in me.

It was this summer that it changed.

From the phrase "Amelia is not the only one who can strike", which Grandpa zeroed in his own roots, the anticipation was added that she was a winning woman.

And a record of a student who recently applied for a night out I saw. It was new to my memory that someone with a look, such as a deep-window warrant, was surprised that he was a warrior family, and from the name of his wife, who remained a representative of combat training, I imagined an active girl who was always at the heart of the circle of people.

And I just joined the title [Best Friend of the Soil Spirit].

The image of your wife has changed dramatically over the past few months, and in proportion to that, a person named Amelia von Aginis takes shape from the person in the portrait as my grandmother.

- Is this encounter a coincidence or an inevitability?

I met an arrow tip that made me want to know about my grandmother, I think that to a dirt spirit named my grandmother's best friend.

Now I wait until I feel like a dirt spirit, inflating my chest with the expectation that I might be able to listen to my late grandmother.

In the middle of this, I see Ballads watching worryingly. I thought about speaking up that it was okay, but I stopped because Rafael and Albione seemed to be explaining the situation. It's hard to surprise the earth spirits by moving suddenly.

That's how I often wait not to irritate her looking for something that my wife and I have in common.

The earth spirits, satisfied with observation all the way through, exhaled a breath of smudge and admiration.

'- I can't believe the kid Amelia showed me before when she told me she was her son, she was such a little baby and she already had a grandson. People grow up really quickly. "

Breathtaking in her words as she tries to convey the size of her father at the time as she tries to hold a baby in her arms. I was also surprised that my grandmother came all the way out here to show it to me, but how the hell did my grandmother put her father face to face with the earthen spirits?

The spirits under contract have connections, so they respond to calls wherever they may be. Nevertheless, I have never heard of a woman who had a contract with the Spirit.

Was there any way of exchanging words with the earth spirits? But if you were close enough to have a special means of contact, why didn't your grandmother and the earthly spirits come to terms? Various questions run over my head.

- Was it on your wife or the earth spirits that you couldn't contract?

I don't think a lot or conclude. But there's someone in front of me who knows the answer.

I slowly opened my mouth to avoid frightening her as I calmed down the feeling of departure.

"Have you ever met my father?

"Yes. Amelia came to the woods outside the school. She said she was very pretty and happy with her baby in her arms. '

The earthly spirits who gladly narrow their eyes with that said also seemed kind of happy and felt that they really cared about their mother-in-law, but could not get the answer at the heart.

What an inquiry, can you poke at the core?

Albione, who remained silent until then, raised his voice when I was so troubled before the spirits of the dirt laughing loudly.

"- Hey, Mr. Soil Spirit living in this land. I'm sorry about the excitement with your husband, but maybe it's time you showed up so these kids could see you? I'm having trouble interpreting anyway."

Albione's hands, who told him so, are placed on the shoulders of the Spirit of the earth to prevent escape. But all of a sudden she doesn't get to the point, and once she calls and then starts talking, she also seems to take into account the character of the earthly spirits.

Such Albione's consideration played its part, the earthly spirits let their shoulders jump, but look around without diving into the earth again. And when he put the Ballads in his sight and nodded, he immediately gave them a troubled look.

'Okay, but... it's okay if I show up? Amelia's grandchildren seem fine, but wouldn't the other kids be hard if they increased their magic enough to see it in people's eyes?

"You can put it in the earthly shape. You're showing up enough to be rumored to by people's kids, so you don't have a problem getting into the earthly shape, do you?

"! Right. I will. '

The Spirit of the earth, with a hazy look on Albione's words, reaches out to the earth with no hesitation. and at the next moment, the magic emitted from the ground increases, gradually forming a recognizable form, wondering if the soil swirled towards heaven as it made a sarcastic sound.

In the earthly form of a black cat that could do so, the earthly spirit enters in a delightful manner. Then the indescribable cat's earthly fur glowed, and his eyes lit with brilliance.

"- Now, you see?

A luxurious black cat looks up at me with burnt brown eyes and asks.

... Why Black Cat?

Such a question passed in the back of my brain, but for now I turned to the Ballads to answer her question, which sees me with a full eye of anticipation. Then everyone gave an indescribable look but nodded firmly, so I tell the earthly spirit to this effect.

"You seem to see..."

That's all I said. I remembered the character of the earth spirits and swallowed the words I wanted to continue. Instead, spin doubts in your chest that perhaps everyone would also think.

What are you, the late black cat? No, it's cute. I'd like to touch some glossy wool and tea. Why aren't you even human? Can we go into this case?

It occurred to me to recall the earthy Spirit, which was more delicate than I could imagine, but I fly a question mark in my heart into her immeasurable thought circuit.

Should I ask thoughtfully or pass without touching it? More than a dozen seconds of grinding with feelings of constant gaze from the Ballads.

If I remain silent any longer, the earth spirits will wonder, if I have to draw a quick conclusion. Albione moved when I rushed all over my chest.

"Why are you a black cat? You should have made your own doll anyway."

"Making my own doll is kind of embarrassing..."

"Well, she's cute"

To Albione, who asked without hesitation as he stroked the throat of the black cat, the Spirit of the earth answers as he moves his mound and tail.

Fia and Lafar are also added there, stroking the black cat (the earth spirits) around.

"Slippery!"

"Sounds warm and real."

"Because I practiced hard to get a glimpse of the sons of men"

The earthy spirits, who answer lightly but happily, are in a good mood or a voice plays.

- Are you glad to hear it?

I think about that while Albione and the others set me up, watching the dirt spirits rolling through the mountain fairies crowded with their tails. For one thing, I don't know her harp line.

Well, that's something I can say about any spirits...

After watching the soothing girls, look at the blurry night sky with some unpleasant emotions in your chest.

That's how I felt as I narrowed my eyes to the glare of the moon for a while, tapping my shoes with Tessitesi.

If I dropped my gaze to a feeling so light that I thought it was probably my fault, the spirits of the earth, who had finished playing with Albione and the others, were looking up at me with their little hands on my shoes.

"I'll invite you to my place."

If the Spirit of the earth tells me that while turning his gaze sequentially to me and Ballad and the others, he will hear a happy voice from Jeff and the Sorciers. The Spirit invites me to his place of residence immediately. That's not the case, so it's a natural reaction.

Was glad to hear Jeff and the others rejoicing, the black cat tells with a pleasantly narrow, bounced voice.

"Amelia was happy to say it was like a [secret base], so I'm sure it'll be fun."

"Are you sure?

"Of course. So let me tell you more about Amelia?

The spirits of dirt nodded in the confirmation words, and when they told me so, they stood up squishly on four legs.

I almost said yes to her, and I stopped.

Amelia, I barely know her, even as I talk about her. I tried to tell the earth spirits about it, but I was similarly breathtaking in the discomfort I noticed.

- Speaking of which, isn't it too bright for you to have met your late friend's grandson?

Normally, if a person appeared in front of him that reminded him of the deceased he had been close to, he would be more or less immersed in sentiment.

But the dirt spirits have been in a good mood ever since they named me Grandma Amelia's grandson.

Even when you're looking for a shadow of your wife in me, all the time.

- Maybe she doesn't know that your wife is dead?

The conclusion that came to mind falls ston the chest.

At the same time, I felt the pain of being grabbed by my heart.

"There's an entrance we built to invite Amelia over here, so come on, everybody?

"" Yes!

Jeff and Fia respond energetically to the spirits of the soil that walked out, and everyone moves out of their overlapping voices on the skin.

In the meantime, I couldn't step out.

What can I tell my grandmother's death by saying to the earthly spirits who were so glad that they were only grandchildren of my grandmother that they spoke happily of the memories of the day of her presence? The more I think about it, the more chest aches, the less words I have. At last, the sinister feeling that if I let it remain deluded peeps into my face, but such sentiments were fogged by an innocent inquiry from the earthly Spirit.

"Speaking of which, I haven't heard from Amelia lately, how are you?

To that word, the Ballads stop perfectly. And then he looked back at me. They looked out, breathtaking.

Apparently, I looked awful for a long time. I realized that after watching Ballads react, I meditate my eyes and exhale heavily to let down my emotions.

If I slowly opened my eyes that way, a beautiful black cat would look up at me wonderfully.

"What's going on?

When did you come back, the dirt spirits sit at my feet and tilt their necks.

"Soil Spirit"

Getting ready for the scorching brown eyes looking straight up, I said so and knelt before her and took that little black cat's hand.

"I'm definitely Grandma Amelia's grandson, but unfortunately I've never met her."

"You've never met him?

That's what the earthly spirits ask me, even with an anxious look on my face at the changes in the air.

"Yes."

"Why is that?

To the natural question that came out of her, I clog the words.

But he opened his mouth, determined by a gaze that would not be distracted.

"My Lady Amelia has died before I was born. So I know only the portrait lady."

If I told her without clouding her words considering she was a spirit, she opened her eyes.

And

"The stone I gave Amelia won't respond. You always wore it..."

Disappearing Voices When you squeal like that, you zero a pole and a clear stone from the eyes of a black cat.

Amelia is dead?

"Yes."

"You can't see Amelia anymore, can you?

"Yes."

If we responded to the earthy Spirit asking him to be sure with a trembling voice, looking straight back at the scorching brown eyes, each time a small drop fell to the ground.

"- Yes."

Her short whine tightens her chest. Transparent stones overflowing instead of tears from the eyes of the black cat descended without being absorbed into the ground, causing her grief to feel cut.

"... Soil Spirit"

The mountain fairies lean softly against her as she continues to cry.

But Fia and Albione and the others didn't say anything.

In that way, the burnt tea eyes that were lying on my back as I continued to see tears that could be zeroed out for a long time and a few minutes as time.

"If I thought I'd come to show my son happily the other day, I'd never be in the world again."

I could not answer that word, which the earthly spirits murmured. But you're glad, when she shakes her head off like a zero-flowing droplet, she sets her sights on me again.

"I miss you so much... but Amelia connected that life to the next generation. So go around. You're in front of me now."

"Yes."

I felt her atmosphere soothed if I forcefully affirmed the words spinned by the earth spirits to say to myself.

"- Amelia did a good job of people. Then you can't keep me mourning her death."

That's what I told her. She closes her eyes for a few seconds to offer silent prayers. The black cat, who then opened his eyes, rose with four legs as he wiped off the clear stone on his eyeballs with his forelegs.

And when he turns around, he plays his voice and tells him.

"Shall we go? Amelia called me a [secret base], and there's a lot of stuff left in my address that she brought."

"Yes."

When we responded to the spiritual back of the earth we walked out and stepped out, we all moved slowly.