I can see the swinging lights in the darkness covering it all up.
Is that... a candle light, is it?
What floated in that light was a delicate, clean white finger. It would belong to a woman. Something there, with a gentle hand...
Somewhere, a voice full of charity sounds.
'- Thus. By the hand of those who call themselves Granshua, the Kingdom of Raindeer is -'
Peaceful, gentle. With the comfort of a lullaby.
That's in the known voice of drift protection.
Like letting someone read it, I said.
- It's gone.
"- Eh."
sprinkle a thin blanket.
An unpleasant sweat seeped all over his body.
Stream protection unexpectedly looks around. An idle room with no furniture-like furniture. Now it's my room I'm totally used to seeing. Naturally, there's nobody else.
Tonight's moon - Ish Marni is cautious and hides much of his appearance in the shadows of black clouds.
It was a thin plugging moonlight and I checked my pocket watch. The time is - 3: 00 a.m. However in this time of summer, it is still dark outside the windows, surrounded by silence at night.
Lifeguard accidentally held his ear.
Blurry dreams. And yet creepy so vivid, so clear - that voice.
A voice remains in my head as if it had been whispered really right around the corner, poured out of my ear. Even the breath I felt between words, clearly.
(..., what, now... dreams...)
That voice. I know about drift protection, that person.
How could you do such an ominous thing?
(... no, hey)
Impossible. Impossible enough that it's going to be a lot of noise just telling someone what your dreams are about. Depends, you can say.
In the first place - it shouldn't even be as intimate as it seems to be in my dreams.
"……………………"
I don't even feel like sleeping twice, and I get up just like that.
A dream is a dream. Now it's not like I care.
But I'm kind of sorry about that person, but I don't even know how I dreamed of it, so I shake my head and refresh my mood.
"............... come run"
A little - no, pretty soon, but I've decided to wake up already.
The vertical trajectory rips open the sky.
The right leg of the swung out stream protection roars sharply, then the left leg, the heel of the stretched right leg, steps onto the earth of the lawn without losing balance.
"Whoa... I should have!
Gatspaws popped up unexpectedly.
There are moves called torso spinning kicks.
Rotate your body vertically, or horizontally, knocking your opponent in the heel - but naturally it's also more difficult, and above all, the gap is fatal if you remove it. It takes the form of defenselessly falling into the foot of the opponent. Regardless of the game, if you get into that in a fight on the street, you don't even have to think about what happens.
It is flashy in appearance, refreshing if decided, but can therefore also be described as a difficult romantic move to use.
It was a drift protection that encouraged early morning workouts that were routine, but it was like, "I'm physically capable, and gravity is light, and I can jump high, and I can land normally after a torso, right?" I thought it was the hang-up.
It was only in the beginning that it had spinned too far to fall into depression or rolled to the ground incorrectly at the timing of spinning, but now it is precisely where we have succeeded in landing without losing balance.
This could be used in action, Liu Xiao grabbed his fist.
"Lugo kun! Oh, no!
Coming where I was feeling such a response, energetic daughter like a small animal.
"Oh... Mia. Good morning."
It's so adorable to rush over like a well-nostalgic cat. I will never give it to my daughter-in-law, and drift protection renews my resolve.
"What the hell, Mia? You're early today."
"Yeah......"
The time just went around 6: 30 AM.
It's still too early for Mia to wake up, who is three and a half hours early from her wake up because she woke up in an example dream, but is living a full life thanks to her long vacation. In fact, although he appeared full of energy, he is rubbing his eyelids to sleep.
"Today, Belle was very quick... and I was woken up with her."
"I see."
Mia, who has come to fear being alone since one of the slave organizations, was particularly noticeable when sleeping at night.
Currently, I always try to sleep in the same room with someone (only for girls, of course).
Now I only have the Gertillude sisters because I'm on vacation, but they were with Belgrette last night, and they started to wake up early, in line with her having a regular life, even on holidays.
If this was Claire, she wouldn't leave it awake, but when it did, she was often alone in the room when she woke up, and as for Mia, it seemed complicated.
She was a girl with sleepy eyes,
"... whoa?
He suddenly shines his eyes and runs under the flashing exterior light.
"I knew it! Lugo, Lugo, there were beetles!
"Oh!"
Tension was unexpectedly raised to a name that was also familiar with Lifeguard.
Summer is the season. Midir College, built on lush hills, is also close to creatures like animals and insects.
While everything is different in different worlds, it is also a familiar phenomenon for country-grown driftshields, with beetles falling under early morning exterior lights...... When I followed him, I went to Mia.
"There you go!
"Owwaaaa!?
Seeing the creature Mia happily put up, Lifeguard exclaimed unexpectedly.
First, the length of the torso alone is about ten centimeters. Eight black bodies that emit a tecateca glow and legs like unusually long hook claws. The corners are two for the left and right objects, and the long corners stand in the middle when the spear. It's going to be a weapon like this. If we were to include this corner, overall fifteen centimeters would be superior. But there is no gotten impression, the overall sleek and aggressive shape.
Previously, Mia pulled me off like a beetle and I didn't like my abs, but when I saw the abdomen that just succeeded, "Oh, this is similar," I got a little hectic.
"What's wrong?
"Not like the beetles I know."
Yeah, it was a different world after all.
I remember the other day when I went to "The Dragon Claw". Possibility of being another substitute, even for the same 'steel'.
"Damn it. What are the beetles in Lugo's world like?
"Er... first of all, I don't have to be so big... and I want to know how I came to call this beetle in this world. The murder weapon. This. I'm not surprised they call me Gungnir or anything."
If something like this hits me, I'm going to get fatally injured.
While talking, the giant beetle grabbed by Mia is squeaking her legs. At an amazing speed....... kinda disgusting.
"Even so, Mia, are you okay with bugs or something?
"What do you mean?
"No, I thought women don't like bugs."
If you ask me, Mia, that's what raised rural farmers. I'm used to caring for animals, and exterminating pests was part of my job.
It doesn't work when you say you don't like bugs, and so on.
"You used to go with your father and younger brothers a lot, too. We all woke up early in the morning and my mother made me lunch...,... haha, I miss you..., ah"
You remembered, there was a faint tear in Mia's eye.
"Shaaaa! Me and you take the bugs, too, Mia! No, I will, Mia, right now! Oh!? There's something there too, a little small, but come on! So, yeah! You don't have a horn, you're a turnip female!?... dude, if I did this, I'd have a long haptic sensation... well no! Nice!"
"Oh, that's cockroach buddy..."
"Okay, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."
Forced to be fun and busy, cool mornings passed.
Kakon.
Dry pleasant sounds echo through the courtyard.
Straight thrown pebbles were brilliantly bouncing off one of the stones arranged on the fence.
"... hu"
One sigh as I turn my shoulder, the drift protection reminds me of a long time ago.
Wuyue "Tatsuki" Liu Karate Dojo.
A traditional karate dojo secluded on the corner of a quiet residential neighborhood, in a hometown countryside. It's on a small scale, like the old Lord does in his hobby, and it's never a place to teach full-scale martial arts - and I initially thought.
When was that? At least not yet, in elementary school.
(... that jizzy... you said traditionalist or something, you've been happy to teach me how to punch you in the face)
That's not all.
Perspective. Ripped nose. Tooth crushing. Finger pulling. Nail return. Called that way, to a bunch of noisy forbidders who can't be roughly called 'moves,' and this - projection.
"Spiritual training? Genuine personality formation? Ho, fine. That's good, too. But why did you want to do karate in the first place? To build your body? Then why did you want to work out your body?
- You wanted to protect Colorflower, didn't you? I remember being asked and being annoyed and denying it.
A pebble released with a shovel hits the raised stone with a cacon and bounces it off accurately.
If it's a certain distance, I won't take it off first. It's the gift of ten years of training.
"'Cause I'm not practicing like this empty-handed..."
Once an innocent child, Lifeguard has absorbed the skill without question. And this is how it goes on. It was a routine that was completely bodily stained.
I wonder why the master planted this kind of technology on himself 'just'.
- Be strong, shield yourself. Hand the "madness" of sleeping in it - sooner or later, enough to stand in front of the eagle '
That was just one day after I got into high school.
A fuzzy word. He was the rare true face of an old man who was always floating. No, was your mouth laughing?
I also remember then continuing, "By the way, as I will teach you later the color of Colorful Flowers' pants today". It's not a lot. You better die.
Well, in the end. Ironically, many of the "industries" taught are being used to the fullest in this world...
"... hmm?
Looking casually, there was a figure standing near the school gate.
College on vacation. Other than the drift guards, that's all people have left to count. - but the person didn't seem to be a student or a teacher.
In the grace of the relentless illumination of summer, standing with a white sun umbrella - a little old woman.
Is it noble? A cool length piece with a white tone. Overall, it has a flashy silver embroidery, and I can tell it's expensive clothing, but I can feel the taste of the product without disgust.
Is there anything I can do for the college? Deciding that this would also go into the service of soldiers, Lifeguard rushed under the old woman.
"Um... uh, what's wrong? What can I do for you at the academy?
The old lady with the sun umbrella smiled back at the shelter, which I didn't realize was the way to put it.
Long gray hair but few wrinkles engraved on its face, good posture. Is he about seventy years old? It's a moonlight expression, but you must have been a beauty when you were young.
Old women don't make them feel old, they talk to shiatsu with an elegant voice color.
"Good mood, it's still hot today. Uh... who's in charge of chores?
"Ah."
He was a boy who became a guerrilla, but he doesn't have the equipment or anything to tell at first sight. First of all, there must be no human being who can see he's a soldier when he sees exile protection.
Because he's in the college, he also keeps a soldier's crest in his wallet in his room. I answered awkwardly as I reconsidered my thoughts that I should always develop the habit of carrying it with me.
"Hey, I'm a guerrilla. Now let me sleep in this college..."
"Oh well! So you're the rumored guerrilla? You're really young. Hugh, you're not a very good man."
"Oh, no, thank you..."
The old woman continued to be in a good mood when she was feeling as uncomfortable as when she was praised by her relative's aunt.
"You're in" Rest of the Ethereal Thunderbird (Raptors Rest), "aren't you? So, is Nasta or Cedar away? Anyone in the faculty?
"Huh? Er..."
Hooked up is a strange word.
Nasta...? Are you talking about the Dean of the 'Um' Nastudio School? Cedar is the name of the associate dean. Lifeguarding was barely faceless, but she must have been an old woman past sixty.
When you call those two 'chans', what the hell is this old lady...
"Ms Barale!?
What broke in there was an unexpected voice.
Face to face, there was a look of Claria approaching us on a small run.
"Was it still Ms Barale! I'm out of time......!
"Oh Claire, it's been a while! Well, you've been adorable for a while! Looks like a doll!
"Yes, no, no..."
Claria is rare and flat-headed. Looking down at its precious appearance,
"… what is it"
The usual jito eyes flew against the shield. Consider that if Claire finds out that dolls are curse dolls, even dolls, they are likely to be slashed.
"Er...?
Who? sooner than to complain, Claria just defied that (nothing) breast and introduced it with a good face.
"This is the one with the eight 'pentas' belonging to Raindeer at the corner, Ms Barale Surge of 'Out of the Realm' Orglad '. This is Magee, the great chanter who deals with the highest protection in the country."