The city of Purif was not as cold as this city.

The city of Broad before that. And the village where I was born.

I had never worn a coat before and had never been a scarf.

This is the first glove to be used for cold weather.

That's why I didn't feel like I was familiar with my body.

Twenty minutes to wait under the streetlight.

As I twisted the bushy yarn at the end of the muffler with my hand, I saw a woman waving from the end of the road.

Beige long coat with a white fur covered neck.

In addition, he wears a fluffy white hat.

It's a familiar dress. Roslia.

She raised her hand and she shook her hand.

He ran for a trot and was short of breath when he got here.

"... I've been waiting for you. Sorry."

"I'm not waiting at all. All right."

"really?"

"Really, really. Did you work long?"

"Yes. Tomorrow, important customers and things seem to come to worship.

Rozria is currently working in a church to help.

He seems to be assisting a formal sister, caring for unaccompanied children and healing the injured with sacred art.

"I mean, it's really hot if you run."

Roslia says, sweeping his face with his hand.

"It's heavily dressed. Well, it'll cool down after a while. It's so cold."

"I'm getting colder today. It's about to fall, snow."

"Snow ..."

I muttered while thinking of the snowy scenery.

"I've never seen natural snow ... I've seen it in magic or dungeons. What about Rosria?"

"Yes. I used to look back home when I was home. I was a kid at that time, so I made a snowman every fall."

"Hey, Rosria had such a time."

"Because I was a pure child."

"Isn't it possible to make a snowman at this age?"

"Did you want to make it?"

"Yeah, relatively"

Become ashamed and answer a little while turning away.

"Because I want to do it once. Making a snowman"

"Isn't it nice? Let's do it together. No matter how old you are, you never have to play."

"Is that kind of thing ...? But I want to try it, is it okay?"

"Isn't it going to have a snowball fight? It's pretty fun to try, that one."

"Is it possible to have a snowball fight with two people? Isn't it a battle if we were two?"

"If you throw the snow, the snowball fight will begin there. It's just a play where there are no rules."

Rozria pretended to make and throw snowballs.

"Well, this is how much we talk about when it's snowing. Would you like to go eat early?

"Naughty is cold. I'm still fine."

"That's because I was running a while ago. I was waiting all the time in this cold weather."

"Huh? Didn't you say you weren't waiting a while ago?"

"... Oh, that was the setting."

I completely forgot what I was saying about a minute ago.

"If you vomit , please hide it to the end. I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry"

"Why do you apologize? The bad is me who kept you waiting."

"Isn't it because of Rosria that I prolonged, wasn't it bad?"

"That's true ..."

"Yes, that's it. That's it. We're cold. Let's go early."

Turn your back while beckoning.

Rozria approached her next door.

"What are you going to eat today?"

"Don't you make a hot pot restaurant because it's cold? There was one store you were worried about."

"Good. I wanted to eat something warm too."

Seeing the two men and women poking pots together looks like lovers when viewed from the side.

I was looking for a meat dumpling in the cloudy soup and taking it on a plate, thinking about that.

It's been dozens of times we've dated since we came here.

Twice a week. Weekend nights and holidays where the days of the week are combined.

We were going out somewhere like this every week.

Currently lives in a separate location from Rosria.

That was the first decision I made when coming to the royal capital and looking for a house.

This is not to say that there was no option to live together, as in the “Arrivers” era.

However, while spending time with Rosria, I always remember "Arrivals".

Jin's death and the separation between Force and Erin.

For the time being, I just forgot about those things and wanted time to be alone.

So I proposed to live separately.

Surprisingly, Roslia accepted the proposal without a hitch.

I was thinking of making an excuse to persuade, but I felt like I had a watermark.

Instead, we have added one condition.

That is this date. Meet each other at least once a week.

It was okay to meet once a week as promised, but if we had to urgently work with each other, we would have broken our promise.

That's why I decided to meet twice a week.

Having met all of this and having a conversation, he did not yet associate with Rozria.

The cause is definitely for me.

Some of them still hesitated to start dating Rosria.

Rozria is, so to speak, the last bite that exists between me and The Arrivers.

Without her, I had forgotten about "The Arrivers" by now.

I was able to spend every day unrelated to the past.

So I was afraid to advance my relationship with Roslia.

The more deeply involved with her, the more involved. The more time we spend together, the more we spend. The memory of "Arrives" is clearly remembered.

It was a memory that did not fade after six months.

In addition, a confession that broke up from Erin was one of the causes.

Since I have fled to the royal capital and have no intention of returning to the adventurer, I will not see Erin again in the future.

But some of them left her untrained.

I ignored the unscrupulous being and considered the option of dating Rosria.

But it seemed like a betrayal of her who followed me until she abandoned her life.

I don't think it's a betrayal to continue to meet in this way with the dangling relationship.

"How delicious?"

Take the vegetables and throw them at Rosria, which is wide on your mouth.

After chewing and swallowing, she answered slowly.

"It's delicious. After all, it's limited to hot pots in winter."

"I'm glad you seemed satisfied."

When I was drinking soup and enjoying the rich taste of Dashi, Rozria asked a question.

"What about Note-kun? Did it fit your tongue?"

"Yeah, I think it's delicious"

Answering quietly, Rosria pursed.

"Is it true? I'm not a delicious face at all."

"so?"

I tilt my head.

I really liked the food at this restaurant and thought that I would come again.

"Is that expressionless?"

"It's not like a blank expression ..."

Rozria gives a crispy reply.

He looks into the air and chooses the best words to follow.

"I'm sorry if I feel sick, but are you okay?"

"Of course, you don't have to be shy."

"I'm not laughing at Note-kun, since I came to this city."

Rozria said, looking into my eyes.

"That's not a bad thing. It's not an expressionless thing. I can do it with a laugh."

"Isn't it ok at the moment you realize that you're laughing?"

"I'm really happy to talk to me and I don't blame me. Please don't worry because there is no bad atmosphere or that kind of problem."

She waved in a hurry and continued.

"I just wonder if it's no longer laughing from the bottom of my heart, as it was in the past.

While listening, he was convinced that the point was not wrong.

Certainly, I think I've been laughing much less than before.

I don't think I'm laughing at all.

Rosria blurred the word after coming to the city, but this change may be due to Jin's death.

And the dissolution of "Arrives".

In half a year, the wounds in my heart did not heal.

I don't mean to deny that, and it's unlikely that Rosria will be able to hide it.

I apologize honestly.

"I'm sorry to be careful"

"No, I don't have to worry. I don't hate calm notebooks either.

"Even older Roslia just seems to be teased."

"I don't mean to be kidding. I'm serious."

"That said, Roslia feels much more mature than I do. It seems like I'm a very adult, caring about others and joking about relaxing the atmosphere."

"It's embarrassing when you praise yourself ..."

"Yeah, then stop lifting me too."

"It's a different story."

Roslia blushed and coughed.

"I'm off the line. I'll put it back. I'm sometimes worried about Note-kun."

"What do you worry about?"

"Because Note-kun doesn't look so happy, he's not satisfied with his current life."

"I'm satisfied ..."

I get stuck in words.

I must be satisfied with my current life.

Because I could date such a cute girl every week.

Sometimes I feel noisy, but working in a workplace surrounded by gentle seniors.

It is a safe life without the risk of dying as in the past.

It is an ideal form of happiness that anyone can imagine.

It's greedy to not be satisfied with such a life.

If you greedy any more, you will get a bee.

"That's not the case. I'm happy, so don't worry"

I say my words to tell myself.

"I'm having a lot of fun talking like this more than Rosria thinks."

I don't mean to say separately.

The most fun part of the week when you meet Roslia is true.

"I see. That's fine."

"Ask me, on the other hand, is Rosria fun with me? I don't think I can do anything."

"It's fun. I'm finally able to monopolize."

"I said that again. You've been using sweet words and dropping a lot of men, right?"

"Is it seriously conveyed, isn't it bad?"

Rozria inflated and protested.

"I know. It's a joke."

"Even so, it's terrible."

"I was ashamed to take it seriously. Forgive me as a cute shyness."

"It's not cute to say it myself ..."

Rozria squinted and stared at me.

"Remember the old days, it's like black history."

"I was annoying others so much that Black History couldn't do it."

"I'm sorry, but ... I'm converted now. Isn't it important not in the past, now?"

"... is that so too?"

The important thing is not the past, but now ...

The words suddenly released from Rosria remain in my ears.

I think it's a good word. Surely, it is not wrong.

Even if you've been pulled in the past, you won't be happy.

The important thing is to look at the present and live.

"What's happen?"

Rozria looks into my face drowning in the sea of thought.

Waving in a hurry as if to pretend to be calm.

"It's nothing. Just think it's a good word."

"What is it?"

"It's not the past that matters, but the present."

"Is that so? I think it's a plain language that you can listen to everywhere ...

"That's right, but I thought it was the word I needed now.

Having to say this in this way means that we haven't reached a compromise with the past.

It was also true that there were still unrelenting emotions in myself.

What is stuck in my heart?

What's missing from me who can't live now?

The answer was not found today.