That's how, the day after I picked him up without sleeping.

In the end, my thoughts didn't get caught up, and I was waving my sword in the training field as usual.

No matter how much I thought about it, I didn't know.

I said spare my talent, Louis' heart.

I said wish me happiness, your brother's heart.

My talent is what I polished to rip my vengeful opponent apart.

My happiness is that vengeance will come true.

No matter how many times I thought about it, I didn't have anything else.

Our families lost their mothers, and they all thought a part of their hearts was frozen.

But it's not.

It was my heart that was freezing.

No... Maybe even the expression frozen is raw and warm.

If there was a shape in my heart, mine would be a broken, worn out, distorted form.

Because now my vision is stained bright red.

I realize I was thinking such an extra thing while waving my sword, I change my mind.

Thinking hard, let's not.

Now is the time to focus only on polishing the sword.

Oh, my heart dances. Fun.

I can't help but have fun.

I feel dark joy in the red in my eyes.

The training was over and I looked around.

There are fewer people today than usual.

Neither was Mr. Kreutz today.

... Is something wrong?

That kind of question comes to mind.

But Mr. Kreutz has no one more to ask.

Even if something happened before that, it wouldn't tell me anything about the general public.

Feeling similar to giving up, I went back to the mansion when I cleaned up.

When I entered the mansion, your brother came to me with a rare bump.

"Merry............!

"What's wrong?

"Now I have news……"

I make up my mind that something just happened to your brother.

"... Your father crusaded the bandits who attacked your mother..."

At that moment, it darkened in front of me.

Sin and even feel like the world has stopped for a moment.

"... is that true?

"Oh, definitely. I put my exploration into the face of the National Army."

"... is that right..."

I walk out with my words back to my brother, not feeling fluttered and footed.

"Oh hey......! Merry!"

Your brother called his name so that he could stop me like that.

"… go back to your room"

But when I said no, I went back to my room.

... To be honest, then how did you get back to your room... I don't know.

I don't know, but I was in my room when I found out.

Blur and see the view outside through the window.

Soon the sun set and the sky was covered in the book of the night.

It was quiet.

It's as if I'm the only one in the world who's going to be under the illusion.

Tsukuba tells his cheeks.

... Is this, like, a tear of joy? Or......

My purpose, at least definitely, was accomplished.

The bandits who attacked your mother were crusaded by your father.

I'm sure your father wouldn't have condoned it because it was the ones who took your mother.

Brilliantly, you must have slapped me to hell.

So revenge came true.

... I'm honestly glad to hear that. I'm glad... but honestly, I'm not happy.

Instead, I felt like I had a hole in my heart with pockets.

... myself, I wanted to settle.

I know that's just selfish.

Still, I wanted to settle with my own hands, with polished moves, with everything I had ever cultivated.

Because I take the sword for it... and brush the arm of the sword for it.

Only for that, because I've lived.

I regretted it.

And it was miserable.

My purpose has been achieved.

... So what am I supposed to do?

With this sense of loss, I can't find any purpose or meaning in living.

So how am I supposed to live?

My heart stains the same color as the sky.

I cried all day that day.

I lost my mother, like that day.