Siegfried, who turned down his medication, becomes the figure of a white beast on a full moon night. He said, "Something's wrong with that color and roundness." Maybe it's the instinct of the race, but Aria doesn't really understand it. The only thing I can say is that Siegfried, who has become a white beast, is fluffy in a good way.
"The brush on the dowry tool I brought just in case finally helped......!
Sitting Siegfried on a rug spread out on the bed, Aria breathes a sigh of relief. Getting Siegfried hairy on a full moon night is becoming the earliest habit. Siegfried, who was reluctant at first, was also now able to lay there himself with his heavy hips up as Aria began to prepare the rug.
"... I thought your dowry tools were a little weird"
"Really?
"'Cause Frisbee and Cat... what were you gonna let me do?"
"I didn't know which one would be my husband, so I tried to increase the variation just in case. I think Frisbee is going to work...... don't you like it?
"If Aria's having fun, fine."
"It's so much fun"
"Yes...... Good for you."
I put the last one through the white fluffy hair and put the brush in the small box with all due respect. Let it prolong too long, and Siegfried shouldn't even be obstinate.
Brilliant silver fur in the moonlight as it plugs through the window, Siegfried rises. Quickly remove the rug from the side with the white beast gently descending on the floor, this time placing pillows and cushions in the same place. This fuzzy cushion for Aria's taste is a gift from Siegfried, who was sneaking into her room for when. Although he or she seems to intend to keep it to himself or herself, it is harder not to notice in such a purposeful way.
"Dear Sieg, this way please"
"... thanks"
Usually lying on a silver body where the pillow is, Siegfried softens the golden eyes. The bedroom, which was bulky, came together, and the bed, which was too big, became two things. Siegfried is tall, so a big bed is just fine when you two sleep together. Something about a full moon night is enough to make the bed seem a little small. I can sleep more stuck than usual, so I don't mind that.
Speaking of which, I need a favor.
"Aria would be happy to ask."
"That's how I lied to you before..."
"Now you get it right!
"It's a joke."
With a dull laugh, he puts his finger through the fur covering Siegfried's body. With brushing, silver fur is fuzzy.
"I want you to let me organize my library. Because they just arranged it without classification or anything, making it difficult to find it. Anything overflowing from the bookshelf is stacked on the floor… If you have extra room, put some bookshelves over there and transfer some books."
"I don't need two libraries."
"You don't have enough bookshelves, so you have no choice. It's fine in a small room. Choose a book you use a lot and transfer it over there... if it's true, you can use it as a study room..."
I see Siegfried get laid and laugh small.
"Just let me put my little desk and chair down"
"... you can't refuse Aria's favor."
"hehe, thank you"
Speaking of which, I got another letter from the son of the Chancellor of your country.
"From Mr. Viktor?
"Yeah. My father roars with his head every time because the contents of the alliance get tougher and tougher for us"
"Still won't you stop alliing with my country?
"Because I got Aria. I can't give it back..."
A forehead covered in silver fur is rubbed against Aria's neck. The scars that have stopped me from hiding are getting a little thinner these days. I didn't even mention that I feel lonely at any rate because Siegfried seems happy. Besides, if you want his carved marks, you just need to get something new again.
(But I need you to stop where I can see you...)
The neck muscles opposite the one with the scars - touch the little red marks just left the other day with your fingertips and dye your cheeks. Apparently, the act of "leaving a kiss mark" is unusual in this country, and all those who found red marks sent a uniform question. I can't help explaining "Kismark" every time to the gentle ones who worry that I was hurt again.
"I really like Aria, so I think I'll swallow the terms of this one."
"What changes have been made to the content this time?
"Various things about the provision of military capability…. He's a little scary sometimes."
Siegfried with his face up makes him look cleverly sinister as a beast. Aria tilted her neck to that look that wrinkled her nose. Not once in Aria's memory, such as what Viktor feared.
"I knew you wouldn't tell me what you two talked about then?
"... don't tell"
Viktor said he visited Siegfried's room before Aria did that day. If you ask me, Viktor walked in from a direction where Siegfried's room was. Siegfried seems to be bad at Viktor since, but he hasn't been able to tell me exactly what he talked about in the end.
Seeing Siegfried pointing that way deliberately, I give up on listening out early. I've had dozens of exchanges like this already.
It's not fair to be hidden unilaterally. So Aria also made a secret to Siegfried. Don't tell him that Siegfried's story of his childhood was scattered out of Eduwalt for the reward of winning the bet.
Finish checking the bristles and pinch the cheeks covered in shorter bristles with both hands. Peek into the eyes of gold from up close and make sure there is no shade there.
"How are you feeling?
"Yeah. I've been doing so well lately"
"Good..."
Reducing the amount of medication that I had been taking too much was quite difficult, and Siegfried suffered terribly when added or subtracted incorrectly. I guess Aria's idea of questioning the side effects of the drug wasn't a mistake, either. How did you see that medicine? I don't think it works too well and is suitable for constant use.
Siegfried's behavior in his unusual quest for medication was possibly due to his dependence on medication. It was about two months before I was able to turn down the medicine completely, repeatedly going and going.
In the meantime, autumn is over, winter has passed, and now it's about to spring again. Spring, when I met Siegfried, is about to start another season colored by flowers. When it was spring, the two of us promised to go far. Siegfried giggles to go see a lot of Aria's favorite things, so he giggles and answers to go find the two favorite things.
"I'm not saying that what has been used for a long time is bad, because technology is an advance. It's important to think about whether it's appropriate and whether there's room for improvement."
"Yeah. I'm reflecting. Aria's smart."
"You guys skip your studies too much! The books in the library were dusty and crying."
"I don't like going to my desk..."
"Why don't you start where you get used to it? There's a church in the city, isn't there? I teach my kids to study there. If you get used to it since you were a little girl, you might feel less comfortable."
"There's no one I can teach you."
"Let's collect them from outside the country. One of these days, when the system is in place, we'll start exchanging studies... and if you know better, you'll know that the people of this country aren't afraid."
"... I don't like to study"
"Dear Sieg,"
"Okay! You can do whatever Aria wants!
"Sieg, please help me."
Blow up your cheeks and bury your face in a fluffy fur. Although Siegfried, which has become a white beast, is fuzzy everywhere, I especially like it around my stomach. The thin hair feels fluffy and invites a somnolence that likes to convey twitching and body temperature.
"Hehe, Master Sieg is fuzzy, isn't he? Fluffy, sarcastic, warm..."
"Aria, I feel weird when you touch me too much, so stop..."
"Excuse me!"
A wet nose tip presses against his lips as he rises from the fur that was burying his face.
"... you won't get it"
"Yeah......"
I touch my sharp, pointed fangs with my fingertips, staring into the flaming golden eyes. Although fuzzy fur is not attractive either, I still want to be hugged with my usual arms. Now I pressed my lips from myself onto the tip of that nose and sank my head in soft fur. He stares into the eyes of gold with a gentle light and smiles flutteringly.
"Good night, oh kami"
"Night, Aria.... See you tomorrow"
Tonight, just stand back and meditate your eyes. I'll see him tomorrow, as usual. So now you travel with the gentle white beast to the world of happy dreams.