Egret

Aslan, who remained alone in the silent chapel, took out the textbook that he had been carrying in his backpack within a few days before looking at them with a bitter look.

‘I'm going to miss class, so I have to do some practice. ’

However, they all went out to study alone, so they did not let it down.

Aslan hesitates. He takes out another book from Jusumzu Island and hears it. Books that have nothing to do with handwriting. He cherished the book. Every time I spent time alone, the paintings were in it.

He mainly drew imaginary figures or animals on blank paper.

The paintings came together and produced a story. That was his only hobby.

‘How far did you draw it? ’

I saw a painting a few days ago. He tore the part and began to draw a new one.

Square.

Only the sound of the pen touching the paper resounded in the tranquil chapel.

Aslan liked the sound best. Apart from being good at studying, he had the most rewarding moment to paint. When I painted it, time passed very quickly.

He enjoyed sophisticated and delicate expressions. Then, it took more than two hours to complete a scene.

“Phew, that's it..... ”

“You must really like painting. ”

“ ……! ”

Aslan, unable to think that someone would speak next to him, shrinks his shoulders with a grip.

Someone was sitting with me in the long chair of the chapel.

It's a chapel, so someone else could come in, but I didn't think I'd be interested in myself.

No one cared except for good grades in schools. In the meantime, it was a little embarrassing that he showed his paintings to others.

The opponent looked distressed as he looked at the child's face bitten by surprise, shame, and worries.

“Well, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to steal it. I called next door a few times and I waited because I didn't have an answer. ”

"Waiting?"

Originally, Aslan used to be so obsessed that he couldn't hear anything from his side if he focused on it.

Thinking the opponent's words might be true, he loosens a little bit. However, the painting was still hugged and the body with the stranger in front was stiff. As far as social relations were concerned, the situation in which the two of them spoke to a stranger was close to torture.

‘But somehow, I don't seem to be a stranger...? ’

The opponent was a boy a little taller than that. I wasn't an adult yet, but that didn't mean I wasn't even a student in uniform.

The boy soon had something to catch his eye on. Whether it's a golden eye with compassion or a silver hair that feels sacred because it's noble.

Aslan, who had lost his mind, took a deep breath and stood up.

“Huang, Huang……! ”

The only strange silver coin, that rumor, was the Crown Prince.

I woke up surprised, but then I got tired of Aslan's white complexion, realizing that the wind was looking down at him. The hand-painted notebook fell to pieces. On his knees and on his knees, the paper crumpled, but he couldn't care less.

“Ramon's Aslan Ramon meets His Majesty. ”

“You don't have to be so hard because you're a junior. ”

Judas picks up the fallen book and gives it back to Aslan.

As I accepted the book with a trembling look, a gentle smile returned. It was a favor I had never received from anyone else.

Somehow, Aslan, who sat next to Judas in the chair of the chapel, became overwhelmed by some fifty thousand questions.

"Why is His Majesty here? What about the crew? ’

Looking up, Judas closes his eyes quietly, as if he were really just here to pray. Others were invisible and alone, but they were perfectly fine.

At this point, I wondered if the Crown Prince had really been hit.

“Kirier.”

“Yes, yes? ”

“I really like singers, too. The song is very pretty. ”

When he had finished praying, he took out his words again.

Aslan was a little embarrassed and hesitated and frankly admitted that it was a story he was looking at.

“…… I am a fan of Kirier Elison. ”

The main character of Aslan's painting was Idol Kiri.

I happened to be a fan of her songs that someone recorded at school a few days ago. The rhythm in the magic sphere was not as powerful as when you heard it yourself, and the sound quality was not very good, but it was beautiful enough to fall in love as soon as you heard it.

It was Aslan who had no interest in school play or popular malls, but was as special as Kiri.

Her songs had melted tears.

Such pain and kindness is recognizable to anyone who is hurt.

“Nice to meet you. I'm her fan, too. ”

“Really?”

“No kidding. I went to see the show myself a while back. ”

“Wow!”

Aslan was more surprised that he went to Kiri's performance than that he met the Crown Prince himself.

Judas, smiling at the innocence of an 11-year-old, gradually told the story of the show.

Aslan, who was listening with his eyes lit up, hesitated and opened up his paintings.

“It's a lot prettier than my painting in real Kiri..... but... ”

A girl drawn on a white paper was crying with a lamb in her arms.

“You look warm. ”

It was an unusual admiration. Usually, I gave an assessment of the painting, such as' well drawn ’or‘ different from the real '. I didn't feel as warm as I do now.

Besides, Aslan, who didn't know it was warm to see a crying girl, looked at her with a curious eye and Judas explained why.

“Kiri is a sheep hostage. It feels like she's crying together with her little, helpless lamb in her childhood. ”

“Ah……. ”

Exactly. Aslan blinks with a startled face and nods.

“That's right, Kiri sings a warm song. ”

They smiled face to face as fans who liked the same singer.

“But what brings you to the Holy See? ”

“Pray to God. ”

Aslan nodded, eager to pray, because of the chapel.

“I'm here to see my friend. ”

“Naked……. ”

What kind of person would the Crown Prince call ‘naked’? Aslan thought so unwittingly.

“But he's kind of busy right now. ”

“Ah.”

“I didn't know how long to wait. I was thinking about what to do, but I met my junior. ”

“Ha… ha…. ”

Aslan withdrew his thoughts a little while ago, looking at Judas, who treated himself like a junior without hesitation.

He wasn't treating anyone special. Make non-special opponents special.

“Where did the other fellows go? ”

The child did not answer the question straight away. that they were not friends, that they had gone out to play against orders to wait, that they had been painting without getting in the gap alone.

It was difficult to explain either. Judas smiles as Aslan rarely answers.

“I came here with my friends when I was going to Lubach. ”

“Your Majesty..... ”

It was natural to think about it. Judas was also a renowned graduate in Lubach.

Worst of all, it was a bag of glorious wings at some point after entering the state of medicine. It was only a legendary anecdote left by the head of the previous course for two years, as well as early graduation.

“What about the children who were tightened together at the time? ”

“Yes.”

“You don't even have to spend free time with me." ”

“…… Yes? ”

Judas continued to talk to Aslan, who doubted his ears, in a small voice, like a friend who shared a secret story.

“I even asked him to tell me something that would be so beneficial if he didn't leave. ”

“What?”

“It wasn't the same support, but there was a kid who was sarcastic that he wouldn't be able to follow the course in class. ”

“Well, how can I say that to you? ”

It was incredibly rude.

“What do you think happened to those kids? ”

“Hump, did you punish them so badly? ”

I've heard anecdotes that when the Crown Prince hid his claws in Lubach, some of the over-represented students were brought to trial and buried for the first time in the house. So Aslan imagined that he was a very scary person.

But Judas gently shook his head.

“Now I have become closer friends than anyone else. ”

“ ……! ”

I couldn't imagine what kind of process I went through.

‘If I were you.’

Aslan clenches his fist on his knees. When I remembered the faces of the other children who were laughing and insulting themselves, I was just disgusted.

‘I would never do that. Being friends with them. ’

There was no major disruption to school life without being a friend.

Aslan was already regarded as an excellent talent among teachers, and he did not know if he would be able to graduate early. If I could get out of this disgusting school framework, I would definitely want to graduate early.

I heard a shattered voice in Aslan's ear.

“No, are you talking embarrassingly old stories? ”

“Baikal.”

A boy with dark hair was scratching and entering the chapel. And there was one more person beside him.

“I have been communicating the word as you have told me. ”

“Thank you, Edan. ”

‘If it's Edan, is it Edan? ’

Edan R. Hay.

Hay is the only son of the Duke and a swordsmanship genius appointed as the youngest Knight Commander as soon as he graduated from Lubach by offering his sword to the Crown Prince.

If you are a student in Lubach, you may know about Baikal, but Ethan's name came in with a nail in his ear. Indeed, Aslan, who did not know about the sword, was so strong that he could recognize it.

Visibly tall, stealthy attitudes made him look more like him.

Aslan alternates between Judas and Edan in the feeling of seeing the great man in the textbook.

“Student Lubach? ”

“ ……? ”

At that time, Baikal asked a question.

Aslan just nodded in response to a sudden question. Then Baikal smiled and reached out his hand.

“Uh, junior football. Nice to meet you. It's Baikal. ”

“This is Aslan Ramon. ”

As he carefully shook his hand, Baikal smiled with a slight grin.

“Forget about the gold. ”

“…… Yes? ”

Aslan frowned at the sound of muttering and muttering.

He forced Baikal again with a frustrating expression toward the child.

“Forget what I just heard from you. Because it's embarrassing."

Then Ethan kicked his tongue and forced them to take their hands off him.

“Don't make me forget what happened, let me reflect. ”

“Ace.”

“Mister?”

“Mr.…… I will reflect as if I washed. ”

Aslan gazes at the two men's workshops unfolding before his eyes.

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