Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

Patria boiled visibly at the findings of the new ruins informed by Flam.

Many people seemed frightened by the stories of bodies remaining intact at the time, but the village chief is pleased that new tourist resources have been found.

By the way, Pyle seems angry at Marine for something - well, it has nothing to do with Flam and Milkit.

Of course we haven't talked about previous lives.

Because I just talked to him, and he'll just make me unnecessarily confused.

As a flam, I wanted to mourn them even as soon as I could - but perhaps the moment they got out of that ruin, the corpses would rot.

Including such processing, we came to the conclusion that we should call for backup from Concilia, and the Flams back at their parents' house decided to get in touch with Saila.

Do you want Patria to have a ruin? Besides, researchers would jump if they found out that the body was still there. '

"That's why I told Saila. Because I don't want it to be a research material if possible."

'Of course I'll take it. Though the name Church is gone, the condolences of the dead are the work of unions. I'm a little busy right now, so it's hard to dispatch right away...'

"I don't have a choice. You can take some time, can I ask you?

"Okay, I'll get the arrangements done soon."

Travelling to Patria takes several days, so dispatching teams can be quite costly.

The union would also listen to me in two replies at Flam's request, but I was a little cautious about using my position to strain him.

Nevertheless, we can't leave that ruin behind forever.

"By the way, Fram hey, did you find the ruins by accident?

"Why?"

"I felt like there was something in your way of talking."

"I wonder?

"I thought Saila would notice this, too."

said Milkit, which sticks perfectly next to the flam.

"Even the mill kit......"

"Is that what you did?

I don't think I can hide this through.

Is Saira sharp or is the flam too easy to understand again?

Flam told Sarah what happened at the ruins when the bat looked bad on her head.

She also took part in the battle against Origin, you should have the right to ask.

"Previous life... this is another amazing story."

It turns out that Saila's reaction was like a pigeon ate a bean cannon.

Naturally.

Even the flam was confused.

"I'm sure I haven't come pinned either, but I'm pretty sure from the circumstances"

"I mean, Fram. Oi and Milkit. Oi said they were tied with the red thread of destiny"

"Either way, it doesn't change the fact that I love Milkit."

Flam to say the least.

Milkit blushes and snorts.

"That's right."

"Even Mr. Neigus always says that to you, doesn't he?

'Cause that's not honest enough.'

"Hehe, that's tough"

It's a bitter mill kit, but she somehow finds out that Saila usually suppresses her feelings for Negas.

Rather than being spotted - trying to hide it. Not really, it seems unnatural from time to time.

Humans in close proximity to Saila in the union, not just Milkit, seem to notice a good percentage.

'Oh, yeah. Maybe I'll be late for a ruin investigation or something?

"Yeah, because I'm not going to look any further over there. But is there something wrong with being late to go home?

'It's not like that, but some people do.'

It was Cyril's face that came to Flam's mind to think who it would be -.

Eterna is not that type, and ink is unlikely to be lonely with Eterna.

Well, as I was saying, we'll make arrangements to get some people out of the union.

"Yeah, please"

"I'll be in touch, Mr. Sailor."

Flam touched the scary screen and hung up the call.

And "Phew," he pulls out his shoulder strength and exhales.

"What is your husband going to do with the remaining days?

"Hmm... well, I could ask Saila, and I don't know if she's going to touch the ruins. The floating village chief will have a feast today, so the evening plans are buried..."

"You're going to see Mr. Marin and Mr. Pyle."

"Yeah, that might be good the day after tomorrow. The one in the pile, it looks like he's being squeezed by Marine."

Pyle himself couldn't have imagined that the ruins were such a substitute.

I felt light and just wanted to explore like I was a child.

Most importantly, he didn't tell Marin himself to go to the ruins in the first place, so maybe he does when it comes to getting angry he deserves it.

"Mr. Plum, you were cute..."

The mill kit that saunters on the baby is cuter, Fram thought.

"Do you like kids named Milkit?

"I never really thought about it... I think I like it"

"Want it?"

"Heh? Uh... If it's a child with your husband, I want it"

A mill kit that messes with the mould and fingers and says shyly.

Next time the cuteness was violent.

An intolerable, bulky, hugging flam.

He moved the futon in a quick motion to keep his head off and pushed it down on the carpet.

"Uh-huh!? Your husband... oh, it's still lunch...?

"I'm free till night anyway, so I've been planning on hitting on Milkit all day."

"Hmm... ears, no... haha... ok, ok... good luck keeping your parents from noticing... masoo"

Smiling satisfied with Milkitt's nasty reaction, Flam buried his face in her neck.

◇ ◇ ◇

Then the few days spent in Patria were very peaceful.

Nothing happened, but peace itself, being entrusted with pram amulets or asked to exterminate monsters.

Of course, I helped my parents with their fields.

Unlike when it was status 0, parents seemed to be surprised with their eyes rounded and at the same time delighted with the growth of their daughter, harvesting crops at an alarming rate and carrying heavy baggage with human detached power.

Well, I don't know if I can call that decent growth, but Fram also decided to convince me, 'If you two are happy, okay'.

The time spent in the countryside goes much slower than in the city of Concilia, and the mill kit seems to have become completely familiar.

Until the end, nothing really happened - if you insist, is it the biggest event that Boosh and his parents told him, 'Can I come back to Patria'?

I know how you two feel about being lonely, but so far, I didn't mean to.

The house to go home to is in Concilia.

And not long after I finished, my days passed, and the day came to leave Patria.

When the carriage you asked for comes to the entrance to the village, Flam and Milkit approach the passenger car, along with a large quantity of souvenirs brought.

The drop-off included all the people of the village as well as the welcome.

Then it's time to go.

"Oh, you're coming home as soon as you can. Dad and Mom are always waiting."

"I'm gonna miss you again..."

In contrast to my smiling father, my mother is weeping.

The child was weak in his parents' tears, and the flam was caught and his eyes were about to moisten.

"Mother... it's okay, because if you care about it, you can come here long enough"

Put your hands on your shoulders to comfort you, but I know how you feel.

When I was a young child, when my relatives came to visit me from other villages, I was lonely and Fram was crying.

Even if we shall soon see each other again, some shall weep at the parting.

When I finally left my calm mother, now Pyle with the plum approached me.

"Look, your sister's leaving. -? Pram, what about bye?

……

Pram looks at the father of the baby words in wonder, not the flam.

"Phew..."

"Hey, why are you laughing?"

"Hey, I've been like this before, but I was wondering if my father had a pile to play."

"Become, you, I'm Patria but they say I'm a reputable ideal father!?

"Yes, yes, we don't talk about it."

Said Marin with a frightened face.

As she approaches, Pram reaches out to her in search of her favorite mother.

"That's crazy. Looks like Plum's better at Marin than her ideal father, though?

"Gu...... well, don't be like that - huh? Plum loves his dad.

"Ugh! Ah!"

Responding to Pyle's words, Plum sounds a little grumpy and waves.

"Pyle, you're gonna cry like this, so come here."

"Ok...... chi"

"Heh heh, even if I'm not depressed like that, I think I still prefer a mother to a child."

"Pyle is jealous of me because he doesn't miss me very much."

"Marin's in trouble, too."

"Glad you figured out the flam"

"I don't know about you guys..."

It also looks like a negative aura is standing in from the back of a depressing pile.

Well, kids have times like that.

If I were a little older, I'd call you 'Dad' and my father would miss me for a while too.

Then first, it depends on Pyle what happens when he grows up.

And when they finished breaking up, Fram and Milkitt boarded the carriage.

And when he waved his whip, his horse walked away.

The villagers, visible through the window, kept waving out loud, even when their figure was as small as a bean grain.

◇ ◇ ◇

Where Patria is completely invisible, Milkit opens her mouth.

"It was a warm village......"

"Yeah, it's a good place, really. I went home a long time ago and realized it again"

At first I was confused by the course of time, but now the obsession is completely gone, too.

No matter how many years have passed, people don't change that much.

On the surface, I grew up, and the contents of the roots remain intact.

I miss it, even more if the flam as it was back then appeared in front of me.

In the carriage, there was little conversation.

Sometimes we're tired yesterday at the feast, and sometimes the two of us feel comfortable with this silence with each other.

They touch each other's shoulders, wrap their fingers around each other, feel each other's feelings, and feel each other's plumps.

Just how happy it is to have that much time.

Occasionally when you have eyes, lay your lips on top of each other and smile.

Try to whisper love in your ears, full of thoughts.

Even if it's quiet, you can see how close they are.

It goes without saying that the horseman felt some awkwardness in the sweet air that drifted.

From Patria to Concilia, it would be a three-day journey by carriage, but we were supposed to take a different route to get home.

This return trip is also a honeymoon, so to speak.

That's why we're going to be able to afford to arrive in the town where we're going to stay and enjoy sightseeing for both of us.

The first visit was to Florence.

From Patria's point of view, it's this town to the north, but it's still far from Concilia, so it's not thriving that far.

But tourists are plentiful there.

Their aim is a vast flower garden that extends around the town.

There are many different kinds of flowers planted so that you can enjoy every season, and it is a reputable place to see different scenery all season long.

The next day we go to Wotes.

Neither is this town as urban as it is, a place where there are more inns and aristocratic villas for tourists than houses where local residents live.

The attraction here, after all, is the waterfall that lies ahead through the woods to the east.

It's more south than Concilia, but the waterfall is very cool around, and it's popular enough to spoil it in hot weather.

Even in this time of year when it's not particularly hot, people are quite that much.

The day before we arrived in Concilia we visited a town called Fiaro.

The town itself is larger than the first two.

But rather than a tourist destination, it serves as a relay point for stops on the way to or on the road carrying things from Concilia.

But there is now a circus caravan traveling around the entire kingdom.

They are so famous that there is no stranger in the kingdom who holds the monster in his hand and performs an advanced art.

There are more people overflowing for it than usual.

If Fram, the hero who saved the world there, is to come, there will be no stopping the noise.

So unlike other towns, Fiaro was to be disguised and sneaked in and asked to enter the circus gig through the back door as well.

Of course, the Kingdom arranges suites for rooms to stay in each town.

The meals that come out are also just fancy dishes that are usually out of hand.

When this happens anymore, try to be nervous about the atmosphere of the place, or be surprised by the unknown texture, it's not where the meal tastes.

Milkit is desperately researching cooking, and I feel like it's uneven from the way it's supposed to be enjoyed - but it's also called flavor.

The memories of the room being too luxurious to sleep are also memories you should pass.

And a few hours after I left Fiaro - I finally saw Concilia.

◇ ◇ ◇

"Oh, I can finally see... hmm?

He was a flam who looked at the walls and raised his voice, but suddenly the whole carriage was overshadowed by great shadows.

"What the..."

He who sits in front of him looks up at the sky and is astonished.

Milkit asked him.

"What's wrong, mister?

"That's it, that"

He points to the sky.

When Flam and Milkit look up there...

"Wow, wow..."

"What... that. The ship is flying!

As Flum put it, a giant ship floats with winged parts.

It was like a big fish swimming gracefully.

I've seen flying dragons and demons fly in the sky before, and Fram himself has experience.

Except when it comes to ships.

I'm not using magic myself, because I'm flying with only people and demonic skills.

"Looks like we're on our way to Concilia, are you okay?"

"Look at the hull. The crest of the Royal Army is engraved."

"That means that's military possessions, right? But why... that?

"What's wrong, Milkit?"

"No, there's a huge crowd around the castle gate."

"Really..."

As Milkit put it, there are “amazing” people in front of the castle gate.

Yeah, that's a hell of a number.

But it wasn't blocking the road, and it was as wide as the carriage could pass.

When the flams plug into the vicinity, the people make a scene.

"Master Flam! Master Milkit! Congratulations!

"Congratulations!"

"Oh my God!

They were all together for some reason, calling out loud 'congratulations' to the carriage.

I thought you were different, but that doesn't seem to be the case at the point where you're saying "Lady Flam" or “Lady Milkit”.

"Did something happen to be celebrated...?

"Is it your husband's birthday?"

"Not today, and I think it's a little too grand"

Talking about that, more fireworks are launched into the Concilian sky.

To a loud noise that shook the whole body, they were surprised and shook the body at the same time.

"Hey, what!? What's really going on?

"I don't know. But...... he's an amazing guy anyway. It's like that day your husband came back......!

At that time, a grand ceremony took place because two groups, Slough and Eela, and Zeon and Seatum, uniting the country, entered into marriage at the same time.

But not today.

At least Fram and Milkitt haven't heard anything about celebrations or festivals.

"Could it be that Saila said she was busy..."

"For this reason, is it?

Once inside Concilia from the gate, the cheer grew even louder.

Both sides of the boulevard stretching straight to the royal castle are filled with surprises and people.

Tens of thousands as far as I can see.

Humans and demons mix together to celebrate the Flams.

By the two confused men, he is calm.

Flam questioned him out loud so that he could not be undone with cheer.

"Mister, do you know anything about it?!?

"Go ahead and you'll see."

It's like saying you know.

But he did not try his best to answer.

Sure, he's right, you can see it going on like this - this unusual noise, too harsh to jump in without a mind ready.

Even the two of us, who have overcome so many difficulties before the trap of waiting and the surprise, can't help but feel at home.

"Master, what the hell is going to happen..."

"I guess congratulations......!

Yes, it's definitely a compliment.

Anyway, people say, "Congratulations."

More massive fireworks are launched over the city, and bright colors fill the sky when it comes to using special magic or bright hours.

In addition, from the sky, there are tons of flower blizzards - crystals of magic that made them resemble.

It came in through an open window. It was slightly warm when put on hand, but soon disappeared into particles.

Magic would be possible.

But how much facilities and money does it cost to produce this much?

The Magic Guide train is also specially decorated to run throughout the city, and newspaper reporters trying to get close to the carriage are seized by soldiers of the Royal Army who were on guard at some point.

If the flam is something to try and wave lightly even with your hands, you can no longer hear a voice close to screaming rather than cheering.

If you know ahead of time, you won't be confused.

No, I don't hate surprises per se.

(Like this, there are limits to things...)

This is a complete, national event.

If you're bad, it's bigger than a king or demon king's wedding.

That makes me nervous, too.

And what was waiting for ahead - Flam and Milkit were starting to notice thinly.

Then the tension increases even more.

And the carriage arrived in front of the cathedral in the North Side.

There are many soldiers deployed here, and the people can only watch from afar.

When Flam and Milkit came down, their soldiers saluted one another.

"That's spectacular... I'm starting to feel like I've become a great person"

"No, I think your husband is actually becoming a great man."

Otherwise, there's no way I can get such a grand welcome.

The carriage left somewhere while the flams looked around each other, leaving the two stumped.

Coming up there, two shadows.

"Hehe, how was my production?

"Ella and Slough!

That's what Fram calls the two of them in their old habits, but it's about her who can call the king and queen by calling them away.

"It must have been fun, right?

"Because it's too much! He said he was scared before he had fun!

"You're a cautious man."

"Ella, I knew it. You did it..."

"That's not natural!

Eela doesn't even hide her mastery.

Flam stares, but she just laughs.

The bullet sighs and gives up, and Fram looks over at the cathedral.

"So, are we supposed to go that way?

"Isn't that easy to understand?

In front of the entrance to the cathedral, soldiers were aligned, making their way through Flam and Milkit.

I had no choice, so the two walk on a laid red carpet, holding hands.

Then a team of Royal Army players who were waiting began to blow their instruments, and a grand symphony greeted the Flams.

"I... I'm so awesome, my eyes are turning..."

"No, Milkit, if you fall here. Because I'm going to fall with you."

For the two of us, who were full of suites and at the point of culinary blame, there's no way we can stand celebrating by giving up the country.

But this is where the production starts.

When he managed to enter the cathedral, it was Saila and Neigus who laughed so well that he welcomed the Flams there.

"Welcome back, both of you!

"Welcome back. Did you enjoy your honeymoon on your tail?

"Saila, Mr. Negas! Could you have known about this?

"Instead, I didn't know it was just Fram and Milkit."

"It was tough to hide this big festival, even though it was just the two of us. Wow"

In short, Eterna, ink, Cyril, and many others have been hiding this until today.

Unexpectedly inflated cheeks flam in dissatisfaction.

"Come on, come on, you don't have time to be bloated. I'm going to be ready."

"Fram, to the right, Milkit's not going left."

Union officials surround Flam and Milkit to match Negas's words and take the two to separate rooms.

"Your husband!

"Milkit ooh!

Reach out to each other and let them feel as if they were eternal goodbyes.

Well, actually, I'll see you soon.

"It's a farce."

"Well, I know what it's like to be anxious. You haven't talked to anyone yet, have you?

"I think I'm guessing. That's why I think you're in an even greater hurry."

"Sure... a wedding without knowing anything about each other would be too forceful if we thought calmly"

"... if you ask me, I will."

In the first place, the Flams don't even know that a bill has been enacted to allow same-sex marriages (...).

No, it wasn't supposed to be my original hand. Ella was supposed to tell me outside, but she had too much fun messing with the flam to forget.

◇ ◇ ◇

That's how Fram, who was taken to the mysterious room - where he would face to face with something.

"What is this... a wedding dress?

Decorated was a sumptuous dress in pink fabric, scattered with red flowers.

"I was worried about what color it would be, but I came to the conclusion that the flam is passionate, so it would be okay if it was red."

In the image of Flam, I felt the dress wrapped around the ceremony was a lot of white, but walking next to her is a mill kit.

As a result of preventing them from wearing each other in white...... is it?

Or maybe the mill kit is available in a different color as well.

"Mr. Eterna, you were here."

"I've been waiting. Did you enjoy your honeymoon?

"It was fun...... but. In reverse order, right? Or can you marry me and Milkit?

"The law has changed for both of us"

"Such an idiot!?

"Ella has been preparing for this for a long time. Unanimous, of course."

I'm glad my relationship with Milkit is accepted, but the events that are happening are too big to keep up with my brain.

I wouldn't have imagined that the law would change for me, before Fram.

I guess that's all the credit for the destruction of Origin means to the people of the kingdom - only that she did what she wanted to do, and wasn't yet likely to get used to the current situation of being seen as a hero.

Instead, she won't get used to it for the rest of her life.

That's the way it is.

"I don't have much time, I'll sit here ASAP"

Flam pushed back by Eterna and brought in front of the mirror.

Sitting back in the chair, several stylists began to get familiar with her, wanting to stop by.

"Mr. Eterna, by the way"

"What?"

"I knew this meant having a wedding,"

"Naturally. That question is too much now"

"What's going on with the wedding ring or something?

"The kingdom is ready. They're giving away national treasure delicacies for this."

"... is that right"

Somehow depressing flam.

Eterna frowned at the reaction.

"Are you dissatisfied?

"Disgruntled..."

"I have a ring I want to use, or something."

……

Mouthwatering is because of my guilt for the kingdom that deliberately prepared me a national treasure ring.

But Eterna assures me.

"This is Fram's wedding. You should do what Flam wants to do."

"Mr. Eterna......"

"That convinces the people of the kingdom, too. Or rather, I might be relieved if I didn't have to use that expensive ring"

"I don't know about that...... then can you tell Ella? That you have a ring hidden on our room bookshelf."

"Okay."

Eterna laughs happily and tries to leave the room once.

"Oh, wait, Mr. Eterna!

Flam called her off like that.

"Anything yet?

"I wonder what happened to Cyril,"

There were several faces in the cathedral that I saw, but only Cyril's figure has yet to be seen.

Before Fram traveled from Concilia, he said he did have a cake shop to train him to stay in.

"Cyril is packing the work. He said he'd make it to the ceremony."

"Work?"

"I'll see about that later. Then I'll go."

"Ah, yes. Please."

Now it's time to leave the room, Eterna.

Fram was pondering about what Cyril was doing.

While doing so, makeup gradually progresses.

A set of hair was also done, and when the woman's hand tried to take the hairpin off, Flam stopped it.

"Can't you just leave this on somehow? It's from the mill kit."

The woman gave a contemplative look for a moment, but immediately smiled and agreed with pleasure.

◇ ◇ ◇

Milkit, on the other hand, was in the same situation as Flam.

She has the biggest problem.

"Bandages, what should I do...... should I remove them?

Like makeup, there's a bandage.

At the same time, there is a limitation that only the flam can show its face.

"That's why Eterna invented this! A special crush? A magical bandage that can only be seen from the flam using something like that -!

The ink waiting in the room took out a mysterious tool in the high tension.

In short, when the flam attaches a special device with contact lens instructions to the eye, it seems to be a substitute for the bandage looking transparent.

Too convenient.

But this is an invention that Eterna created for today three months after the bitter season.

However, given the high cost of its production, it will probably not be used outside today.

"In short, I'm going to have to have Milkit put your makeup on herself - it's okay! Because the professionals here will advise you!

"I've never done much... even to get your husband to see me beautiful, good luck!

"Yeah, yeah, how's that going?"

Actually, it's not like it's a first try.

During the four years of Flam's return, Milkit has gone through a number of efforts primarily to show himself as cute as possible.

Of course, some of them had makeup, but I couldn't really achieve the kind of results I thought the bandage would get dirty or mess up between removing it.

But when I think about today, I guess it wasn't in vain.

But her face doesn't float when I said 'work hard'.

"What have you done, Milkit? I don't have a heart or a dark aura."

That wasn't the ink I didn't understand.

Is it the feeling you developed when you were blind, or just the atmosphere you feel when you approach it, and you read it.

"Earlier, they asked me about the procedure for the ceremony... I have a ring exchange, right?"

"Of course I do, it's a wedding glory alongside a swearing kiss!

"... Yes"

A mill kit that is somewhat soggy.

Ink was surprised that I should only be happy.

"Something catching on?

"No... the..."

I can't tell you.

A national treasure ring is coming out.

Compared to that, I can't believe the ring I made to give to Flam one day.

Even the ingredients are not very expensive, and even the finest gems are not fitted.

Compared to that, Fram must have been more of a ring given to him by the kingdom.

(... No, your husband is not. I'm sure you'll be more than happy to make mine)

Could be selfish.

Might be a jerk.

But I'm sure Flam would.

Never mind, Milkit said to the ink.

"Um! Actually, I... have a ring I'd like to give to your husband."

"Ring?"

"One day, you know, at church or something... I wish I could give it to you when you're alone. But I never thought I'd have a wedding like this today."

"Ha-ha, I see. I want to give you the mill kit."

"Yes..."

My chest hurts.

Cowardice gets in the way.

Still shaking off the entanglement, Milkit clearly declared his own will.

"Fine, okay. Then I'll tell the Ellas."

Ink said that without hesitation.

Milkit looks more at her in surprise.

"Is that okay?

"Fine. If that's the case, I don't think anyone would be angry. If anyone gets angry, take Eterna and Cyril and say," Who do you think we are? "'Cause I'd rather piss you off from here!

The ink is as usual.

Bright as always, smiling as always.

Because now she is the strongest.

Even if they say that meteorites fall from the sky and the world will perish, they will laugh and say 'I'll figure it out'.

Oh, my God, because Eterna and I could be lovers.

It's left to float, and some difficulty can be laughed off.

"That would be great."

When I showed her teeth and saluted her with a laugh, she left the room.

"Mr. Ink, it's amazing...... I need to work hard too"

A mill kit that holds both hands all the time and adds temper.

And when I checked my makeup tools and imagined “the ideal self” in my head, I began to remove the bandage.

◇ ◇ ◇

Then time passed and the opening ceremony time was over.

The venue is the largest chapel in the kingdom, prepared within the cathedral.

Already the row seats have arrived, filled by humans associated with the flams and mill kits.

It is, of course, Sarah who plays the role of pastor.

When Originism once existed, pastors were limited to men, but now it doesn't matter anymore.

The format of this wedding was also said not to have been originally created by Originism, but to have mimicked rituals that existed since ancient times.

"Are you ready, Mr. Flam?"

In front of the chapel were Sarah, wrapped in a different robe than usual, and a flam in a dress.

The moment you open the door and go inside, the ceremony begins.

"I want about three more days in the sense that I'm ready for my heart..."

"Ha, if we get here already, we won't be able to pull any more."

"I know. I was gonna give you the wedding one day, but I didn't think I could make it this decent, so I'm still confused."

"You know how it feels. Because if you were in the same position as Oi, you would have been absolutely confused. But the dress looks good on me, and my makeup is just fine. I'm gonna stretch my spine and stretch my chest."

"Yes."

When he replied out of his mind, Flam made an expression and stretched his spine.

Speak to the female staff that Sarah stood nearby.

As she moved to an invisible position in the flam, she contacted another staff member on a communications terminal.

If you start playing by organ, that's the opening signal.

In the chapel, the row attendants were waiting for the appearance of Flam.

"I can kind of imagine the mill kit, but the flam is the dress. I have no idea what it's like."

"That's why you're looking forward to it."

"If it didn't suit you, that might taste good..."

"I think it's wrong to expect there, Ink"

ink, Cyril, of course.

"Could that dress have been too flashy? Hopefully the horse will be costumed as well."

"There was a nobleman at our wedding who said the same thing."

"Come on, who is it? I'll beat you to death!

Eela and Slough,

"Mr. Fram and Mr. Milkit in a dress... come on. Must be beautiful"

"I think Seatum's is cute."

"Yes, what are you saying all of a sudden, brother? Oh, collar again! At least be normal in those clothes!

"We're still close, you guys. I want to see my grandson's face soon."

"It's not what you say at an approximate wedding..."

Zeion and Sheetum, Leetus,

"Me and your sister's wedding is next when this ceremony is over. In your sister's dress...... your sister's dress...... ahhh!

"Otilier, please, don't get excited during the ceremony."

"But sister, it's impossible to imagine your sister's dress without excitement!

"That's why I'm telling you not to imagine..."

"... why am I next to these two?"

Henriette, Otilier, Bart,

"A wedding..."

"Mom and Soma, you did too, didn't you?

"Me and Soma's ceremony was qualitative. It's like half a drink."

"Jealous?"

"Tio asks amazing things. It would be a lie to say I'm not envious, but simply, I'm glad you're in a position to celebrate at such a grand ceremony. I was me, and I liked the ceremony with Soma."

Keraina, Halom, Tio...

"Now, is it something I can come here for? On the surface, we're supposed to have fought Origin together, so it's hard not to be a part of it."

- And even Jean's appearance.

The music rings in the chapel where they wait like that.

It's a signal to start the ceremony.

Blinking stops perfectly, her gaze concentrating simultaneously, on her manifesting herself through the open door.

Fram, dressed in a dress, faced nervously and walked one step behind Saila.

Flam that moves only the gaze and confirms the row attendants.

Then I found in it the face of someone too unexpected.

(Hey, why is your father and mother here...? I mean, there's Marin and Pyle... why? Why? We just broke up in Patria, didn't we?!?

Does it mean he flew through the carriage?

But if you continue on such a journey for two or three days, you will look tired.

As far as Flam could tell, that didn't look like it to them.

Rather, it seems to be the result of luxurious hospitality or the skin is shiny.

(Then how... no way!? Oh, shit, that flying ship!

Why has what the army owns moved from the south to Concilia?

The mystery is finally solved.

It carried the people of Patria so far, only to surprise the flam.

(What a luxurious payment......!

Perhaps if you ask the numbers, you must be spending enough money for Flam's eyes to turn.

Aside from thinking about whether that's worth it to you.

The ceremony is about to begin, and now I have decided to be honest with you and thank you.

I was confused, but there's no way I'm not happy with the fact that so many people celebrated Milkit's relationship with me.

And Fram, dressed in a dress, was led by Sarah and came to the front of the altar.

Stop, look forward, where Saila blurs with a small voice.

"... why is Negas here?"

I was supposed to play the role of pastor on my own by appointment.

Even the rehearsal came with it.

And yet for some reason, Neigus is standing there dressed in a groovy outfit with Sarah, laughing at Nico.

"Thought it was for later school"

Neigus answers that in a whisper as well.

The reason is too light.

But I guess that's been the plan for a long time to have clothes ready.

Besides, we can't let her leave now.

Push and kill all the feelings you want to say, and stand next to it, Saila.

Nevertheless, there is no way that even just Neigus could be in this important ceremonial setting for such a good reason alone - the real purpose was to relieve Serra of her tension.

She has been a gutsy bee since rehearsal and has chewed many times.

To relax it, Negas was there.

In fact, Sarah's expression is more natural than it was before she came into the chapel.

"Er, congratulations today... sooo"

Pinch the cough, that's what Saila said.

Continue the words further.

"We're having a wedding with Fram Apricot and Milkit Apricot right now."

A girl's voice echoes in the chapel.

Myself and Milkit's wedding - the words jumped Flam's heart out of the way.

"The bride has entered......"

That's when Saila got stuck in words.

Negas follows.

"The bride will be admitted, ladies and gentlemen, facing the entrance."

It was unintentional for Saila, but the presence of Negas was comforting.

And then the door opens again, and now Milkit comes in.

Originally, it's her father's job to pull her arm next to it, but Milkit doesn't have a father.

So this time, Eterna is supposed to take its place.

But her appearance was not in Flam's eyes.

"Mill kit... beautiful..."

Vale knows how beautiful it is.

Before coming here, Flam was told to look at a lens he wasn't sure about.

Eterna says, 'You'll get a good look at what's important'.

This is the first time I know what that means.

To the other row seaters, their faces cannot be seen covered with bandages.

Some might say I should expose my face because it's a wedding.

But not in the case of the two of us.

That's just for the flam.

So even now - that, more beautiful than anyone else, only Flam sees what it really is in a pure white wedding dress.

At the same time, Milkit was by far the most proud of his life that this appearance of himself was the Lord alone.

Milkit and Eterna slowly approach the altar.

And when he stops in front of the flam, Milkit approaches her and the two stare at each other.

It's the same thing they think.

"Absolutely, no matter what anyone says, Milkit/your husband is the most beautiful in the world"

Perhaps if we just let it go, we won't move with our stares on each other forever.

"Oh ho."

When Eterna coughed, they returned to me at the same time.

Now it's time to tangle your arms and turn to the priests according to the procedure you were asking in advance.

Then Saila took the one book that had been placed and began to read its contents.

A passage of Scripture, which has existed since the time of Originism.

The content was not religious, but rather interesting, like a philosophical book with ways of love and lessons learned, and the familiar Saila proceeded to even read it.

When it is done, now it is the word of the oath.

"Do you, Fram Apricot, take this woman, Milkit Apricot, as his wife, vow to love this, to honor this, to comfort this, to help this, and to continue to love it for as long as its life holds?

All this time, neither did Saira put a word on the end of the story.

It seems desperate to contain it.

In response to that question, Fram answers clearly:

"Yes, I swear"

Go on, now Neigus asked Milkit.

"Do you, Milkit Apricot, take this woman Fram Apricot as his wife, vow to love this, to honor this, to comfort this, to help this, and to continue to love it for as long as its life holds?

She was so impressed that she was moisturizing her eyes into tears.

There was no ritual, so on the feelings, it was meant to be a couple.

But I don't know - being blessed and tied together by so many people is a happy thing.

When I realized it, I felt hot emotions coming from the back of my chest.

Still, the ceremony won't proceed unless you answer.

Take a gentle, deep breath, put a little force in your throat, and tell with a trembling voice.

"Of course, I swear."

Needless to say, I swear to God - it's called wildness to say that.

Again, I swear, the two of them turn their thoughts into something even more firm.

Finally, the next step is to replace the ring.

The rings provided by Flam and Milkit, respectively, are placed on the ring pillows of the altar.

Wedding rings are often pairings, but it's only the feelings of the two that matter.

If you think of each other and have something prepared in advance, you've never gone beyond it.

Fram received a ring from Sarah, prepared by herself.

And I'm going across the street with Milkit.

The pure white gloves have already been removed, but the smoothness of her hand offered is enough to illusion that she still wears silk gloves.

Milkit's breath sways with the sweet, tickling feel of the Lord's hands touching.

"That ring..."

"I was prepared to give it to you when I got back from my trip"

"Really... hehe, I was with you"

"Well, it's over there... oh well, it was"

Coincidentally, they were trying to give you the ring at the same time.

What is more, it is the same for the two of us to come back from the trip and put on a date and try to imitate the wedding in a small church.

"I finally see why your husband was acting as an adventurer"

"Sorry, I couldn't tell you until today."

"No, that's okay. Your husband always thinks of me... that's what it is."

"Yeah, 'cause my head's always full of milk kits"

At the end of the conversation, Fram's hand puts a ring on Milkit's left pharmacopoeia.

The size is perfect, of course.

A mill kit that gets a stronger “coupled” feel, and a slight weight.

"Hehe..."

My cheeks loosen as I accidentally look at my hands.

But she still has a role to play.

Now it was Milkit's turn to give Flam the ring.

"Compared to your husband's things, you may be inferior..."

"You know that's not true, right?

"Even if I knew you could say that, I'd be a little hesitant to give it to you at such a splendid ceremony. But I would like your husband to put this on."

"Yeah, yeah. I like that too. Because if Milkit's thoughts were packed, I'd be happier than anything else."

With his trembling hand, Milkit takes Flam's left hand and puts a ring on his pharmacopoeia finger.

The truth is, I was supposed to explain what Saila meant by replacing the ring here, etc. - of course I don't even know about Flam and Milkit who haven't rehearsed, so it all got flushed.

But thanks to the presence of Negas next door, to this extent, Sarah is not confused right now.

And the ritual of the covenant finally welcomes the biggest show.

It's an oath kiss.

"Then raise the veil."

Two people kissing in public all the time, but only today, they're different on their own.

Simply because Fram's parents are right in front of him, and this cliché means a lot as a ritual.

The heart of a loud flam.

Facing him, he pulsed even louder as his hand touched the vale covering Milkit's face.

That's the same thing as a mill kit.

Thin membranes are taken away, and now it's time to face each other with a real face.

"Give me a sworn kiss."

Neither of them had to listen to Negas, and their faces had been drawn.

Close range.

Unlike usual, your chest tightens on your face with makeup on.

Distance where exhalation intertwines.

Temperature felt on the skin.

Emotions are higher even in response to the sweet feeling feeling of waiting immediately after.

And - zero distance.

It's not just the lips that touch each other.

I'm sure our souls are kissing each other.

If indeed this fringe had been connected from the previous life, but this world could have been an encounter of results guided by the will of the stars.

But not next time - yes, Flam is sure.

If it's so deeply tied, it's your turn to die.

How many, dozens, hundreds of times, no matter what world you were born into - you will surely be tied again.

The more I thought so, the more I was a kiss drowning in happiness.

My lips go away.

It wasn't so dense as an act, but as swallowed by the air, Saila turned red in her face and watched over it.

"Saila, next, next"

Negas clings to her flank, which is hard to move.

"... ah. Oh, yeah. Next... uh... the bride and groom, sign the marriage papers."

Normally, the only thing that comes out here is a certificate of form.

But not in this case.

The law has changed and it is the first marriage between women.

The paperwork prepared there is precisely a genuine marriage notice issued by the Kingdom, and the moment the two of them sign it, they become an official couple.

Of course, the two wrote their own names down there without hesitation.

Saila, who sees it, says to the row attendants.

"We now pronounce you two married!

When a voice echoed in the chapel, nature and the linemen sent a loud round of applause to the two of them.

As it is, the ceremony will be adjourned.

Fram and Milkit join hands and follow the chapel, wrapped in the blessings of many.

"We, you're married..."

"Yes, it seems so"

"... we're a couple, for real. No one can complain."

"Yes, I think so."

My head is still boggling because I've come so far to be flushed.

But the moment you go outside, the stiff ritual is over.

Now the after-service ceremony, the parade in the city, followed by a reception, and a lively, noisy, rushing time begin.

The two of them didn't have the time to be stunned.

◇ ◇ ◇

At the end of a special day, a normal day comes.

In a long, long life, it's "everyday” that makes up the majority of it.

I wanted it to be natural.

I didn't need anything special.

Fram Apricot was just a girl who wanted mediocrity.

But once, he was targeted by an alien named Origin, and many times his life was in danger.

And now, I have enough power to change the world.

Power, courage, money, they're all free to go.

If you care, you can even turn the kingdom upside down.

Alternatively, it may be possible to literally “flip" this continent.

But of course, Flam isn't into that stuff.

Even now, just like back then, I keep wanting the same days.

unchanged days.

Milkit was next door, Cyril made me sweets, ink twisted into Eterna, and Eterna gave me an unexpectedly less than full look.

If only the people around you would be happy on the daily extension line.

But... Fram thinks so recently.

I thought mediocrity might be a luxury.

Because there are people who risked their lives for it, and those who were not rewarded, they exist beyond counting.

Now that I know the bottom line, I can understand the importance of everyday life that goes on for granted.

Something about trying to break it exists everywhere in the world, and I'm sure it's impossible to keep avoiding it.

Everything keeps changing.

That's what time flies.

So that's the only precious thing about unchanged days.

When I thought so, every day seemed extra loving.

I'll tour today, I'll circle tomorrow, every day of course.

"Hmmm..."

The flam twirls into the bed sheet so as to escape from the soft sunlight that lumps through the window.

Milkit smiled at her tricks like that.

"Master, please wake up"

Whisper in your ear.

This one works better than normal.

"Ugh... and... thirty minutes..."

"Usually I just want to hang out with you, too, but you're going to the guild today, right?"

"Uh... guild... yes, guild..."

Fram's brain only awoke a little.

But it's not enough to take it off the swamp.

I had no choice, so Milkit decided to go out on the last resort.

"Ah, you...... eh"

Overlap lips.

Plus, after the wedding, occasionally accompanied by the special “you” that Milkit has become using.

This way, Flam's brain thinks, 'It's a shame to taste the lips of his new wife Milkit asleep,' and wakes up rapidly.

The problem is that occasionally Milkit is also drawn to bed and sleeps twice in many ways together as it is - a pattern that seemed fine today.

Releasing his lips, Flam's eyes were wide open.

"You're finally up."

When I wake up, my loved ones are laughing at me.

Those natural days have come again today.

Oh, how loving.

May these beloved days go on forever...

"Good morning, sir"

"Oh, my God, Milkit"

Even today, girls continue to want mediocrity.