Eternal Log

I wonder what the hell you're talking about getting Mr. Ange out of the room.

I sent Roy my gaze, but Roy just flaunted his shoulder.

Well, I guess Roy can't predict either.

But you're discriminating in a way that my mind can read but it doesn't work for anyone else.

"Thank you all for yesterday"

The witch named Lulu bows her head as she says thank you.

"It's still the one who was at Cliff's birthday party yesterday"

Will quickly returns the word.

Was the girl yesterday this witch after all?

I was falling back on my way home.

"... Yes, it is"

The witch who calls herself Lulu seems hard to say, but she tells us without hiding it.

But I knew witches were kind enough to plug into orphanages right away.

"So you're talking to us? It's not a public story, is it?

Will releases his words to the witch.

But what a rhetoric toward Will's guy witch.

You're talking at the same pace as usual.

Well, I'm certainly younger...

Some prized king or nobleman might be able to capture you.

... If that happens, Will is going to knock out all the soldiers coming at us.

Yeah, Will shouldn't let you talk to very great people.

So when it comes to war, I can't even see it.

"... Actually, I need a favor"

If I was derailing the story in my head, a witch named Lulu uttered the word.