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

"Hahaha, you jumped so fast right now!

Haku is laughing a lot when he sees Tallow get jumped economically.

I'm not very much, but I don't feel like laughing.

Haku would be fine, but that way of falling was usually an unsavory way of falling.

Tallow's not supposed to be physically protected by magic right now. That way of jumping sucks with that raw guy's body.

"Ta, Mr. Tallow, you're all right, aren't you?

Sigal pulls my sleeve with her worried eyebrows between her eyes, but even if I tell her, I'm in trouble.

Tallow is still being flirted with by an unprovoked attack, jumping like some kind of toy.

I honestly don't know what I'm doing either.

Perhaps Tallow hasn't figured out how good it is.

I can't see any signs of behavior such as preventing.

But, Sigal, it's true that Tallow is getting messed up without doing anything right now, but you probably did the same thing yourself.

Well, now Tallow doesn't even seem to be able to afford to use magic, so are the prerequisites different?

If he's the one now, he'll win even the usual cigars.

That guy has to be fortified with witchcraft, there's no way he's on the move of Mirka that's gotten serious.

Besides, I've never seen it before. I don't even know how to attack it. I'm eating an attack, but I still haven't used it.

But it's not without magic. Instead, we don't use magic at all, so we should be able to afford it.

I'm not using it, I can't use it.

I don't know if the reason I can't use it is a fairy wound or another reason, but at least I can't use it now.

And Mirka doesn't stop the attack because she knows it.

Only Mirka can figure out if that's the right way to do it or if Tallow is safe at the end of it.

But...

"I'm fine. Well, let's see."

Yes, I respond lightly to reassure Sigal.

I'll put the worry in my heart back on the table, with a spare attitude.

Don't worry about me here, you'll be stuck between Sigal's eyebrows.

"... it's okay, if it's your father"

That's what Kroto said as Cigal held the opposite hand from the one who held the sleeve.

Thanks to me and Kroto saying it was okay, Sigal got a better face than just now.

At least until just now, it would have been better than a face with a snuggle between your eyebrows.

It's not like I'm no longer worried though. Sigal has better eyes on magic than I do.

Sigal knows best if Tallow is using magic right now.

That's why you asked me so worried.

"... it's okay"

After Cigal glanced back at Tallow, I heard a crotch of whining that I would tell myself small.

The side is as hard to figure out as ever what you're thinking, but the power of that hand tells the story of Kroto's emotions.

It's too much power. My hand would be crushed if I could do that.

Damn, aren't you really trying too hard?

I'm sure you were born with an old memory, an edge of power, and all kinds of conveniences at birth.

So I have some knowledge and responsiveness from the source, and I'm not retarded.

But you're practically like a baby who hasn't had much time since birth.

What if a baby like that cares about her mother?

Well, it must be the sweetest thing to hold my hand.

If you see Sigal's worried face, you can't say bad things, can you?

I can't tell you because it's you. Because if you say so, it will definitely only increase Cigal's worries.

Cigal is still young in Cigal, and there are few things that can't handle emotions.

That's what I prioritized my mother's concerns over mine.

"Oh, I'm fine. Your father is strong."

Hands on those not gripped, gently stroking Kroto's head.

For a moment Kroto stiffened his body, but after looking up at me, he pulled out the power of his hand.

"... yeah. It's your father, it's okay."

"Oh, yeah. That idiot, that idiot who kept putting up with the impotence, wouldn't be so fucked up."

I pull the croto that was lying next to me, holding it in front with one hand, and I put my empty hand on my head.

Kroto held my hand with both hands and nodded cocoonly.

In fact, he has a proven track record of withstanding his impotence in the Tree Sea.

Cell, Mirka, Lynn, and always this guy is just impotent.

Me, Aroness and Arne were just making me look impotent in different directions, too.

"Ha, Tallow Ends To That Extent"

"... Shut up, it's natural"

"You looked worried."

"... Shut up"

Haku was laughing because he simply thought Tallow was okay.

I wonder if Huck trusts Tallow the most than any of us.

"Oh, yeah. I don't know how to do that."

I do believe.

I'm worried, but I believe you.

I believe in Mirka.

Shut up, believing in my sister's share.

I don't believe he's going to imitate me.

I believe in him who knows how important Tallow is to me.

So even if I'm worried about Tallow right now, I'm not worried about how things are going.

I'm sure it'll be a mess. If I suck, I'll go to the front of death.

No, in the first place, maybe he's in a state of walking through the abyss of death at the moment.

Still, I believe in him. So I'll take care of it.

Besides, I can't even speak for another reason.

I will not disturb a fellow who has long fought trying to entrust it to his disciples before he can no longer fight.

I can't stand in the way of my sister's portion, who has been trying so hard to go beyond her sister, teaching what might be the last.

He's been working so hard.

I've been trying so hard to keep up with my big back.

I might have to let that go from now on. I may never be able to go back to who I am again.

That is very heavy for him who is a pure warrior.

My main job is to be a technician. So worst of all, there are other techniques for passing thoughts even if you can't fight.

But he's not. You could throw away everything you've been piling up.

There's no way I can get in the way of that guy who found someone who could inherit his true moves.

The guy who abandoned himself to be protected by Lynn and asked for himself to be able to fight, thinks Tallow can entrust his thoughts.

I believe Tallow will inherit the fangs of the weak who cannot fight.

No, maybe you think it's Tallow that's why you inherit it it.

Of all the people Mirka has ever met, no one understands Mirka's feelings as much as Tallow.

If you look around the world, only a handful will understand Mirka.

That's all a disciple named Tallow is for Mirka. He's an extraordinary opponent.

When I picked it up in the tree sea, no one expected anything from Tallow.

I was just trying to pick up a little poor guy and make sure he managed to make it live.

Nobody even thought of one shard to entrust his thoughts to him.

How about now?

Mirka, Cell, even Lynn, is entrusting Tallow with some thoughts.

There are places where I think Aroness and I are the only people who have taught each other on a one-on-one basis.

I didn't ask for details, but I know Guldo has something to do with his attitude toward Tallow, too.

So, Tallow. This is our fault.

Not for you. Totally ours, Mirka's.

So please, please respond to Mirka.

For my dear sister's sake, respond.

I believe you. As much as I believe in Mirka, I do.

Tallow believes in important thoughts, and he responds to sincere thoughts.

We believe in you. So I'm sorry, but I need you to come with me a little more.

I'm going to ask you a lot when you're done, so now you're going to have to follow Mirka's lead.

- Come on.

I think that word is a terrible one.

He's already working hard. If you're a regular person, you should have broken it already. I'm working on it.

Still, I'm sure he'll respond, that's what I believe.

The man I fell in love with, even that kind of guy, I believe.