Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"... that's why. I guess that's how Beline thinks."

"Was it? Everyone thinks a lot."

She nodded as she was impressed when she calmed down when she returned home and explained the situation to Grace.

No, yeah. Beline's the only one who can do it and think a lot about it.

The story Beline brought you is something I need to think about. I'm the only one who needs to see it firmly as a separate fringe. If we go ahead, we'll do everything we can. If not, I leave clearly.

However, I would have to go around telling stories from here and tell Grace no matter what happens to that story.

"So there's something I have to ask Grace, based on that premise."

"Yes, sir"

Looking at Grace with a serious face, she also makes her residence right.

Grace is next to me now because... in the first place, I owe my mother a helping favour.

You shouldn't get me wrong there.

I've been taking care of Grace myself, and I haven't been able to return anything.

So I left it to her will to do what she would do when she left the house.

If I - if I make a place in Termwilds, that would be her place, too.

But that's not enough to consolidate Grace's scaffolding. Because it is a mixed race with vampires, and therefore her position is quite precarious.

Then what should I do?

The answer is simple. As long as she snorts at me after I've made my position firm.

I ask that... if they say no, though I'm scared. Still.

If after I'm gone, there's someone you can think of who can entrust the spell to, because that's just the person she chose herself. … or their families (...) or descendants,? If that's the case.

If she will snort. There's room for me to stand next to you.

"Grace told me she would serve me, though. I don't like being sweet because I owe my mother. If the reason you're here is because of benevolence or work, that's fine. But Grace's own life should be clearly separated from that."

Once the words are separated, breathe heavily and meditate. And I open my eyes and look straight at her and say it.

"But if Grace tells me I'm good with the guy he walks with, too. I want you to stay next to me."

"... that, ha"

Although Grace has a surprised look on her face. Let's just say it right so there's no misunderstanding.

"I want you to marry me. It'll still be a long story ahead of us."

It's still a story ahead - although if I hadn't hardened my scaffolding more, it would be meaningless to Grace's future.

"… I understand the story"

Grace answers with her eyes closed.

Feeling like praying, waiting for her answer.

Others - although I don't care what anyone thinks. Grace rejects me because...

"There's something I really need to tell Theodore before I return the answer."

She also had a nervous face somewhere and took a big, deep breath.

"I'm not here just to thank you for Lisa."

Grace speaks.

My mother, me and Grace. About the day we first met.

"I - I lost my parents and wandered around without a chance to go. There's nowhere to stop at a mixed-race kid. If you try to mix with the world of men, they will chase you with stones and piles. Nobody reached out to me or anything. But, well, I don't think that's a choice. My hands... can easily kill people."

Is that when there was no curse?

"I've always been hungry. But I also don't like to see people as food. So I was scared of everything and lived hidden in the woods until Master Lisa picked it up for me. I had a blood-sucking urge, because half of them are people. You can live with just regular food. It was so... painful."

"... yeah"

I've been taught that before.

Even if I can satisfy my appetite, I don't know, just "half" it. I suppose that doesn't happen because I suppress every characteristic with a spell now.

"I don't think you remember the day I first met Lisa - Master Theodore. The first thing I noticed was that Master Theodore was ahead of Master Lisa. The little Theodore, held by Master Lisa, smiled at me when I was in the bush. For the first time in my life, other than my mother. That's what makes me so happy... sad. When I realized I was full of breasts and I was crying."

"It's..."

It was unacceptable to people because it was a dumpy. I understand that.

But it was a baby or a toddler, because I laughed face-to-face.

Isn't that... occasional?

Knowing what I was trying to say, Grace smiled and shook her head down to the side.

"Because of that, Master Lisa noticed me too... and gave me this ring. You gave me a place. So this hand of mine doesn't have to be hurt to give up a child. Master Theodore has never been afraid of what I look like. I have never hated or disliked... So do you know how much I've been saved?

Grace puts her hand on her chest and says:

"Because Master Theodore told me that he wanted me to be next door...... I say too. I have always been and still am - much shallower. I told you that the recoil of the bloodsucking impulse would show up hungry. Now I'm not hungry if I have a blood-sucking impulse recoil. Where do you think the difference is? Do you have any idea what the impulse is derived from?

derived from what,.

...... oh. Is that so? One of the purposes of vampires doing blood sucking is to eat. I seek prey because I'm hungry. It's a simple story.

But there's another meaning there. I mean... more people.

If Grace were on my side, it would fill her up and calm her urge. Isn't it obvious simply to think about what the impulse derived from is being converted as recoil to what?

... No, I figured if you could seed it, huh? Even if I thought of it myself, I would have smiled that it was over-conscious narcissism.

"It's a fallacy to feel restless, isn't it? I've been thinking about it ever since Theodore told me I didn't have to help you change or bathe, so I don't have to figure out what that is."

... Even Grace didn't stay that way when she was little. There would have been a change in my feelings and an increase in my knowledge as I grew.

What is the right way to describe your emotions? Embracing me defuses my recoil. The reason for this, and the right words to say. Though I guess I gradually understood.

"If I could remove Mr. Theodore's anxiety, as I did when I was a little girl... I was the one who was sweet about kindness. I was afraid that if I told him properly, Master Theodore would turn me away..."

Grace closes her eyes spicy.

Although there is a spell that will not do harm to the Lord.

Because the fact that you're willing to feel it doesn't work, does it?

"So after talking about it now, I'll ask you. Is it such a shallow me or something?

Grace asks me like I'm afraid, but my answer is set.

"As I just told you. I don't think there's a problem with that."

"Dear Theodore..."

"If you're a blood-sucking impulse derived from that feeling, you're just glad it was directed at you, aren't you?

I can tell you're saying it and your face is getting hot.... You're not dressed, at all.

I can't stop liking someone else.

What scares me if I tell you how I feel and you reject me is the fear I felt just now before I cut out the story to Grace, I guess, just like that. Grace would be stronger with that feeling.

"Is that okay? I don't know. I'm sure it'll definitely annoy you."

He asks with a flashy face.

"I like Grace. I might even bother and worry about Grace."

"Damn it.... Ah, oh. Are you talking about Master Beline earlier?

"Hmm... well, there will be that too"

Grace smiled and shook her head to the side.

"Anyone is certainly... a little troublesome though. If that's Master Ashley, I'm convinced, and you're a little happy. I want to be there for him."

"... Really?

"Yes, Master Ashley, perhaps to Master Theodore..."

Grace said, shaking her neck small to the side.

"... I'll stop it. I'm sure it's Lady Ashley who wants to tell Lady Theodore that, and I don't think I should."

... I don't know. Don't worry about it. Even when I saw Grace, she just narrowed her eyes like some prank.

They also talked a lot at Siln's mansion... so maybe there was some kind of exchange I didn't know about. Is that why we're so close?

"Master Theodore?

"Mmm."

"Can I call your name - like it used to be? At least not now."

"... Fine"

That's not true. I don't care whenever Grace wants.

Turning a grin, Grace smiled and said happily, too.

- Thank you, Theo.