At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"Hey, Kroto, are you coming home, a little late?

When the sun goes down and we return to the inn at a time when it's completely night, Inai speaks of her concern for Kroto when she sees how we are the first to return.

Kroto, I can't find out, so you don't know.

"Right. I wonder if he joined Sigal."

"Hmm..."

"Want to go find it?

There is no chance of anything happening. Given that, I'm pretty sure you should go look for it for once.

But it also makes me wonder if I should wait for you more than I said I believe in croto.

"In the meantime, wait till Sigal gets back"

Inai concludes with a head, sitting in bed. When I sit beside it too, Inai deposits her body with me naturally.

I hold it for granted, too, and kiss Inai's forehead.

"Something still makes me feel fluffy"

With a cheerful face Inai speaks of her condition. It can be something similar to mine.

Seeking and embracing each other's lips without either, giving them the kind of kiss they seek to ascertain their existence.

"Heh heh, good. I've always admired it."

"Really?

"Somehow, for the rest of my life, I thought I'd never see anyone who could do this."

"Inai is so cute, I think he's definitely in love with Inai, right? I would never give up even if I were you."

"Hehe, what is that? I wonder. I can't imagine a decent guy falling in love with me."

The look of Inai. If you simply see what it looks like, you're a beautiful girl younger than me. You don't look completely older.

But it's actually getting old there, and there's got to be a few people who know that.

Besides, Inai is a purely "good woman". If you understand that, I think there's definitely someone in love.

"But I'm glad I didn't have a competitor. It wouldn't have happened if I was here."

"Haha, I guess so"

Taking my word for it, Inai strokes her head as if she was having fun. Bite this happy hour now while being left without.

Really, I'm glad you're not here. If this guy hadn't been here, I wouldn't have felt so happy.

Of course, even Cigal has my back. It's important about her, too, and I like her.

But there was this guy, so I could cry then. I leaned on this guy from the bottom of my heart.

"I like it, Inai"

Tell her as she stares at her face. Purely because I like you. [M] From the bottom of my heart, I like you. [M] I'm glad you're here. [M]

"... so am I."

Happily, respond to me and kiss me again. Maybe we haven't gotten into each other's hearts yet. So I guess this is what happens when you two go on.

I don't like this any more when everyone comes home, but I guess I'm okay. With the atmosphere like this, I'm not sure I can contain it.

What do you think, I felt the door open a little. Inai notices it too, slowly moves away from me and looks at the door.

"... just... right now"

Kroto walked into the room with a little relief. The figure is black. But its blackness is not the power of croto, it is simply black and dirty.

"Welcome home Kroto. What's the matter, the way it looks"

Inai greets Kroto and asks about the dirty circumstances. Not to blame, but it must have been a gentle voice.

"... sorry"

But Kroto replies with an apology to it.

"Kroto, I'm not angry about anything, and I'm not scolding you. I'm just asking what's going on. It was a little late to come home, and something happened?

Inai asks with the same kind voice. Kroto looks up at Inai with a slightly crying face as he grips his sleeve.

"... when I realized, it was dark, my clothes, they were so dirty, the"

Oh, well, I was concerned about your promise not to be too late. Seems like he cares about his clothes, but I don't think he cares about getting dirty as much as his kids do.

Instead, I was more surprised that Haku and I had only interacted with that and that it wasn't too dirty. Normally it's not weird to be worn out.

If you were injured or something, or your clothes were frightening, I wonder if something happened. But when I think of the croto as that dirt, I wonder if something happened.

But hey, I don't know, but I don't think that's what Kroto looks like. Somehow.

"Bye."

Inai hits the croto gently. Kroto takes it with his eyes closed.

"You can wash your clothes. It's late to come back, but it's just a little late. You're back."

That's what I say and stroke Kroto's head. Kroto is still up and watching.

Inai looks at such a croto with tender eyes.

"Tallow, I'm coming to wash my croto. You wait for the cigars."

"Mm, okay."

I guess Crot's situation will be heard on that road. Maybe, but I guess that's just what I was playing with.

That kid just said he was late when he noticed. I guess that was so obsessive that I didn't realize it was late.

Well, I'm sure I'll be around later. What are the sigals doing? Looks like he hasn't come back to the city yet. Though it's got a hack on it, you're a little worried.