Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"............" Pocahontas

That day, Van of Fenrill had his mouth clenched open as he looked up at the giant vessel No. 3. It may be said that an open mouth cannot be blocked is exactly the kind of word that is for him now.

He seemed surprised by each and every thing that was on the spot, though he did not put it on the table.... LED lights that shine without flames or light magic. Electric furnace to dissolve metal in drool. Or --,

Victor, let's go!

"I'll take you!

"Hey......" dogowo

"Excuse me, Mr. Nicole. I'm busy, but you can help me..."

"Yes, no... that's okay... eh! Yuki's... for... so... eh! (My hips die......!)" Mekimeki

—— such as those who are separated from humans, etc…. For Van, who has lived with the old lady for a long time, the outside world (?) is full of insanity... He even seemed to remember being moved by each and every event.

Among other things, especially, what he found interesting was not the figure of the rapidly rising third ship, nor the waltzes that were making it, nor the mechanical equipment for which the use was unknown.

"Van, you may be out of jaw..."

children such as Eve. For him, the near-age Eves are his first friends to be born. They had special thoughts there, and he looked at Eve, who had spoken, and smiled happily ——

"To such Van, yes this" Gah.

"Want to?!

—— as if, before Eve's sudden actions, he gets a genuine, surprising look.

Eve threw disc-shaped food into Van's mouth, which was wide open. The surface is burnt brown, when chewed, it breaks parsly, salty but sweet, fragrant food......

"... better, good inside, huh? What are you saying about this?" Bariboli

"You might have made Van before this, too?

"... Could it be the Shenbei?

... Yes. It was one pancake that Eve threw into Van's mouth. However, unlike the wheat pancakes made to give to Nik's chick Pixie, with real pancakes made of rice...... As a menu for the cafeteria, it was one that Eve made and offered.

Seeing Van with his big mouth open, Eve seemed to want to throw it in unexpectedly. There was no deep reason there, it just seemed like I wanted to throw it in.

However, Van seems to have had something on that pancake that Eve gave him. He chewed many times to taste the pancakes Eve had given him, and since the contents of his mouth were empty... I said this to Eve.

"This pancake is amazing. Wow!

"What?"

"You don't have any more?

"Maybe there's more, huh? Yes." Hey.

"Oh, here you go!

And Van stuck to the second pancake Eve gave him.

Even as Eve on the side who gave him the pancakes, he didn't seem to feel anything unpleasant about Van eating the pancakes happily. Whether it was pancakes or other dishes, it was a pleasure for the person who cooked them to eat the things they made.

As a result, Van had a soothing atmosphere all along, after finishing his second pancake...... As he looked up at vessel 3, he tried to whine and asked Eve.

"... will the Eves, one day, return to the world of the future?

"... yeah. Eve and I are the people we shouldn't be in these days."

"... well"

The interaction between the two was very simple. Can we stay together forever, or not... Naturally, the answer is no. To Eve, a futurist, I couldn't say we could be together.

Van, on the other hand, on the side of the inquiry, seemed, from this very beginning, to have anticipated Eve's answer. Instead, I may say that I am sure and asked. For his time with the Eves was like a dream that he knew would end one day at the same time as it was a happy moment.

Therefore, there was no disappointment in his reaction. Just as quietly accepting the facts, he hit on Eve's response.

Eve, on the other hand, did not seem to know what to say to Van. Although I had anticipated that one day it would be a question to be asked, I didn't think that was this moment today, because I wasn't prepared for the right words to hang.

"Van... er..."

"Hey, Eve."

"Yeah?"

"Someday... someday in the future, will I be able to meet the Eves?

Van, who did not know how far ahead the Eves came from the future, threw such questions to Eve.

Eve, on the other hand, had to answer "no" to Van's query because they knew they had come from a future more than 1300 years away. Although she knew that a limited number of long-lived species, such as some elves and dragons, would live for more than 1,000 years, she didn't know if Fenrill would live for more than 1300 years, because, on the contrary, no one did.

However, that would also give Eve room to say an answer other than "no".

"That's... Eve might not know, but maybe it's up to Van"

If Fenrir is a species that will live for over 1300 years, we may see him one day...... That's what Eve thought.

However, if Fenrill could only live as long as a normal demon, Eve seemed to realize that that response of Eve might, in a sense, hurt Van. But for her kind heart, she can't speak the "impossible" two letters... Eve seems to have cursed herself of what she said, with all her heart.

Was that the thought of Eve in the facial expression--,

Pough......

—— Van, who was a little taller than Eve, put his hand on her head and then said this so he could forgive her.

"What. You don't have to worry about Eve, you just have to talk about me trying? Absolutely, one day, see Eve again..."

"... meet me?

"Hmm... I don't know what to do... It's natural that we should play together again... Oh, yeah. If you have time, you'll be able to brush your cooking arm by the day you can see Eve again and make a good pancake enough to make her say Gaffoon about Eve!

That's what I say, smiling Van. Has he been gradually embarrassing himself since then, and when he strayed from his gaze from Eve, he seems to have started looking up again about Ship 3.

Eve, on the other hand, also seemed to be returning the utmost grin to Van, who speaks with care about herself. Her expression, however, gradually changed. It gradually turned into a look of surprise.

"(... maybe... that's why...)"

I'm not sure what Eve noticed. However, she seems to have noticed something important...... I couldn't stand Shizuku falling from my own eyeballs.