Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

(Says it's a kick to the back of the head from this tight state!? Guha! Tsu, strong...! indispensable for making such footsteps ~ ~ …………………)

Autumn also deepened yesterday, after 8 a.m. when it was completely brighter. It's because of temperatures that are too cool this morning, though the holidays, or nobody's around yet.

In such a courtyard, the drifting shield, which was perfectly lying on the lawn with an authentic crotch split,

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I noticed a shadow coming out of the student building with a large piece of luggage.

Today is the Sabbath, that is, the college is closed. If so, are you a student trying to go play from such a morning?

"... hmm? That..."

The faint footsteps go away. I could only see a little. Behind that, I looked familiar. I'm a little concerned, "ho," I get up in vain acrobatic behavior and follow.

Walking along the wall that separates the college's interior and exterior,

"Mm..."

There was a girl situated in front of the gate that served as the entrance to and exit from the premises. I guess I'm waiting for the carriage.

That outfit is not a uniform, but a black monochrome piece in the dark. The faint wind of its clothes reminds me of mourning, and drifting shields only ghost for a moment.

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But it was also as if it was a mixture of black ominousness and her flamboyant beauty, creating some forbidden charm.

The brown hemp bag placed underfoot is too voluminous for the girl to hold. The size of the luggage can be said to be directly linked to the length of the journey as it is… the length of the distance travelled.

She slowly turned her neck to this side when she noticed the presence of a stray shield that had inadvertently become a bar. And without a surprising wind, I greeted Pecori with a word in the usual tone.

"... good morning"

"Oh, oh. Ugh."

Such a girl in black - she was returning greetings to Lenore in the form of stray protection being fished as well.

"What, Lenore... that's fast. Alone, are you going somewhere?

She bows her head deeply and politely to the drift protection she asks so.

"... Wonder Lenore Schne-Grosevitz, let me go home"

"You're my wife who had a fight with my husband..." Huh? Going home, now?

I frowned unexpectedly.

On the Sabbath, many students return to their parents.

but that is in the case of those who have a relatively nearby home, such as Wang Du or Dealey.

People like Diegos and Lenore are too far away to go home on a weekend Sabbath.

"... for a while, I don't think I'm going back to college"

"Huh? Yeah, what? It's so steep again..."

"... I agree.... I got a letter last night and had to go home a little bit"

"Really... Belle, did you tell the boys?

"... only told Bell this morning.... I'm going to get everyone else to talk to me from Bell"

"Oh well... Go easy on me."

Lenore snorts and then the conversation stops.

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Sometimes Lifeguard himself is poorly spoken for, and conversations with Lenore often produce these strange moments. Instead, I rarely have a chance to talk to her per se.

Well, it's awkward to keep your mouth shut. Then I don't feel comfortable turning my heel back.

(er, something else... something to say...)

Narrowing down the wisdom without, Lifeguard tried to keep the story going.

"Oh, yeah. When are you coming home?

"... I don't know"

"Right..."

"... yes"

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"Well... that's it, if there's trouble or something, it'll help..."

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That, I don't know what I'm talking about, I don't know. It also feels like a slightly off line. He was an adolescent boy who would be so jealous of that colored man that I had the skills to speak like Mr. LaDale.

"... actually"

Scratching his head with Polypoli, Lenore opens his mouth small.

"... Actually, I may not be able to come back to the college like this"

Unexpectedly, the shield gazed at her face.

Lenore on the other hand is unchanged and faceless, like trying somewhere,

"... what if I said?

He tilts his little neck faintly and throws a questionable shape like that.

"Hey, what's up?"

It is a pastry shield, but it was slight and I cut it out following suit.

"No... well, if Lenore is going to get caught up in something odd and can't come back even though he wants to go back to college... it's going to help. I don't know, Belle, Mia... you know we all grieve, right? I'm gonna take you back, like Diggos did."

"... yes"

"Oh."

At the same time I nodded clearly, outside the gate - far beyond the hill, I could see a single carriage coming. It'll be here in less than a minute.

Looks definitely what Lenore called it. I checked in the distance, and she kept her head down to finish the conversation.

"... Well, if that happens in the next life, thank you"

"Yes, I do. What business are you leaving for? Can I ask you something?"

Now that the carving limit is imminent, that's where it goes. Thanks to Lenore for saying something odd, a weird rush may have arisen.

"... She said my mother suffered from a sudden illness, so I came to pay my respects"

"Oh, seriously...... That's a big deal..."

"... at all, no problem"

That's how we talked, the carriage arrived.

"... then I'm coming"

"Ooh. Um... you'll be back soon, won't you?

"... what do you think"

"No, surprisingly, Lenore is a crook... All right, all right, if anything strange happens, I'm gonna get in that country, but I'm gonna go get him back, so say hello."

"... surprisingly strong. … so that you do not have the protection of Cure Renaissance"

Lenore walks into the boarding cabin and peeks into his face through the window.

Horses rushed out mightily as they responded to her waving. The carriage quickly, wandering away.

(Lenore is some kind of... weird guy)

I wonder if she's a cool girl, or maybe catch a glimpse of humor at the end of the conversation.

Out of the question, the character of the vegetables may be completely different.

With that in mind, it was a drift back to the premises.

"... Huh."

In a gatagotto and rocking carriage. From Lenore's mouth, nature and sighing fall zero.

I let someone at the academy hear it and it sounded sincerely amazing and severely painful.

"- Phew."

If you're surprised, that means you're faking everyone. That no one knows what Lenore really is. What a funny, silly, sad story then.

Remove the glasses. A view of the flowing outside with blue eyes and no emotion. Far away trees that began to stain the Zhu, grasshoppers swaying in the wind. If you go back to your hometown, you won't see them. They are vivid and colored.

Yes. The more these scenery take for granted, the more familiar this country is.

The more painful sighs leaked, the more billion-dollar the return became.

(Oh well. I, at some point…)

I like my life right now.

I realize that fact and am slightly surprised by it myself.

Of course, my hometown... I sincerely love the country where I was born and raised.

But. In that country today, which has gone the wrong way, there is no shadow to see the former glory.

Especially with regard to that man who was the culprit of the apoptosis - that man who disparaged the country to the brink of annihilation with cheap policies - the thought of his bowels boiling back just to remember. It makes me want to strangle you right now.

In that,

"Oh, you're the escort this time? You're a cute lady for a long time. Well, thank you. '

with the hero of the Redemption, his own Lord, who loved and vowed allegiance.

"Become a mage, a fine chanter who will serve the royal palace in the future. Like a mother. '

It is no exaggeration to describe yourself as the whole of life, my beloved mother.

These two were the only places in Lenore's mind.

'Oh, my God, you're so loud. Are you gonna be proud of me?

... Try not to remind me of anything I don't like.

Like chaining, my face comes to mind.

Belgrette, Mia, Claria, Digos, Edvin, Emeline, Stellario, Alverista, Madelina...... the faces of many classmates. We spent nearly two years together, the face of 'The Friends'.

Well, I didn't think. I can't believe I could have a human being in such a pattern.

(... Shit. I wonder if my heart has weakened, I am)

"All right, all right, if anything strange happens, I'm gonna get in that country. But I'm gonna go get him back, so say hello."

And in the same way, float. I kept knocking out joking feats, too heterogeneous to exist, the face of that guerrilla boy.

"... you don't know anything about me"

Of course. I'm not talking about anything. To him, to Belgrette, to Mia, to everyone.

Even though it's such an intermission, it worries me.

"... you're a weird person"

The girl looks out the window. My crying face was gleaming in the glass.