Elsa said.
Meet my husband Kyle, interact and socialize, and all sorts of events leading up to his marriage.
With his voice trembling, even his head from time to time, looking up at the ceiling so that he could weep.
But my face, broken by nostalgia, looked happy from the bottom of my heart when I spoke of pleasant memories.
"... there's nothing special about it"
"Huh?"
Elsa looked at me as if she were surprised by the words she uttered.
"No, it's never in a bad way. It wasn't like there was a dramatic event or a special experience. Still, it was a happy life for Kyle, and I just thought,
I'm just a little surprised by my own mouth, which moved really well.
I didn't mean to make it easier to pull out information by getting them in a good mood.
Undisputed, it was a word out of my heart.
"Thank you, I'm glad you said that."
I look at Elsa laughing like she's hung over and I hate what I'm about to do.
And I despise my heart for not hurting even in this situation.
But that's fine.
Let me assure you. I'm evil.
I don't want to diminish my guilt by justifying my actions and be a good man who lives by deluding myself.
Ugh, I closed my eyes with one sigh.
Enough simulation - I don't even know your face. I'll borrow your voice, Mr. Kyle.
"Shh, a little quiet"
I laid my finger on my mouth staring into the void.
You can't even hear me. I stop my body from moving and squint my ears so I can focus on that voice.
And before I turned my face to be bounced, it was there.
"Kyle is pointing at this and saying something"
Liesha, Celia, and Elsa follow my gaze.
What was there was an accessory case made of wood.
Two golden piercings are suspended and stored in thin wooden bars.
"Mr. Elsa... it's not, it's a gift from someone more connected and intimate for a long time. Yeah, family or something."
"Yeah, he said he got it from my father when he left the woods."
"Can I take it in my hand?
"Of course, let me hear Kyle!
The shape is the ring, the type that puts a hole in your ear and puts it through there.
There was a pattern dug on the surface that I had never seen.
Close your eyes so you can be mindful and stroke the piercing.
He showed a bare gesture to concentrate for a while, opening and closing his mouth several times so as not to get bodily.
"... Yes, but? I'm thanking you, you."
"Thank you? I don't know why, I can't believe you're thanking me..."
Elsa takes a lot of breath after thinking about it for a while.
I guess I had an idea.
In other words, it also means that my reading was a hit.
"Let me hear it. Why would Mr. Kyle thank you?
Elsa snorts.
Set aside a few beats and start talking in a trembling voice.
"Kyle was involved in a case and killed. If you're about the age of everyone, you might not know."
"" Patchworker ""
It was Celia who said it in a caged voice of hatred.
"I know you well, Celia. Exactly."
"It's natural. I'm the daughter of Alec Nolent, who was executed as a patchworker at the time."
Elsa's blue eyes open to the limit.
When I made eye contact with Risha only for a moment, she nodded lightly as if she had guessed everything.
"Listen, Mr. Elsa. I feel like our meeting wasn't a coincidence. Kyle, the victim of Patchworker, and Celia, the daughter of Patchworker, said there must be something about these two being here right now."
"... Meaning? I don't know what that means."
"Let's be honest. Earlier, I introduced Celia as my assistant, but the truth is, she asked me to reveal the truth seven years ago."
"The truth and nothing, that's..."
"But Celia doesn't think so. I believe my own father has no reason to do that. I was walking through the city to do that investigation, and me and Kyle met. Is this a coincidence?"
Throwing the question, Elsa stood up in an unwavering foothold.
and Risha stands cracked between Celia and Elsa.
"Mr. Elsa, please. Sit down and listen."
"... could you step aside, Risha? If that child is the daughter of a“ patchworker, "I should have the right to revenge. Oh, Kyle brought us together, I'm sure he did. This is what Kyle and you met."
Before Elsa, the leopard changed, I breathed a sigh of relief. [M]
Talk and you'll see what you think, what a sweet idea.
I do not deny revenge. [M]
Whether it makes sense or not, it is human beings who seek a curse for their impenetrable anger.
And everyone wants to justify it.
I want to wave the hammer of that hand, even if it's directly irrelevant to me, that I should have that right.
"I don't have a choice, let's go next"
I tried to keep running.
Until I saw Reesha take the hat.
"Ah, you... with that hair, elves, silver..."
Reesha looks directly in front of Elsa, who is all over the place.
"If Mr. Kyle came out of the Elf Forest, haven't you heard of him? Silver-haired elves, born in the Elf Forest"
"Reesha, what..."
Risha was looking at this one over her shoulder.
To that gentle grin, I cease to utter two words.
"And you also heard what the kid was seeing in the woods. Right?"
"... Kyle told me. He said it wasn't a trick on a girl."
I realized there was a golden piercing in my fist that I was trying to grip unconsciously.
"Then even I have the right to take revenge on Mr. Elsa."
Put the hat you hold at your feet and Leisha will set it up.
Elsa stepped back a few steps like her hips pulled, clamping her buttocks intact as to whether she had caught her leg on something.
"Oh no, I don't..."
Oh, and I see Elsa leaking the mosquito's ringing voice, and Riesha unties the setup as she exhales.
And as he walked over to Elsa and knelt, he held her frightened from the front.
"Yes, Celia has nothing to do with what happened to Kyle, as Elsa has nothing to do with what happened to me. So let's talk about it first. I'm sure it's not too late to think about revenge."
Oh, and I get a distracted sigh.
Let's talk about it first, shall we?
It meant so much to Reesha that she could protect us at times of need.
It kind of seemed like Risha was just a little distant, and a woody loneliness swept around my heart.