Hitsugi no Maou

An eyeball that was rotating upwards loosens up and lowers its eyes (hitomi) from its eyelids.

Oren returns Sabitoga and his gaze "The horse is worn out". On his eyes and lips, an incomprehensible crease ran.

"If you're a horse thief, you deserve to take it and crush the ride. What are you talking about, you?"

"A clan that takes horseback riding from others who have already been tutored, and switches (or) rides. Excellent physical skills for that, plagiarism? I need to take care of my own horse."

"That's the thief. Are you complaining?

"It's a foolish thing. So much so that you had a great mouth in your mouth."

Sabitoga turns to Oren trying to get up. On the expression that sank in the shadows, the white of the chin bone and the glance flashed (flickering).

"Do you have any idea how difficult it is to keep horses as beasts and to get them on board? Horses are several times more powerful than humans, and sometimes even wolves and bears trample (fu) to death. It's a creature close to a miracle in itself."

"... you know, I haven't said 'come on' yet, have I? I'm proud to preach."

Early, Oren's finger was instantly gripped by Sabitoga, trying to devour an unspeakable eyeball. Sabitoga doesn't mind continuing her voice to Auren, whose face creases to her shivering and shaky fingers.

"Horses are stronger and smarter than you think. Let a man who threatens or rules with violence recruit hatred, lend his back for a time, but always treason, and threaten his life. How heartbreaking it is for a tutor or owner to make a horse that embraces people"

"Ko... this...!

"Your own business of riding horseback as a crystal for hard work without taking care of it is still good. You're right, that's what thieves are supposed to be. But"

Oren just collapsed and slipped the cobblestone, trying to release the kick with his powerless feet. Sabitoga, who pressed his fingers to the point of breaking, peeks into the face of a tight horse thief.

"It is unforgivable that those who are only parasitic to horseback riding culture, riding culture and working evil do not understand the seriousness and meaning of things and work horse-loving scams.

I don't know why the Gentiles who you've set me up with gave me love for "horse bastards" who don't understand a word. "

……

"For once the beast that has forgiven man his heart will never return to the wild. Horses that have changed their way of walking and habits for human riding are no longer creatures called 'horseback riding'. Not being returned to a wild group of horses, but riding horses in search of humans to put them on their backs, people are aware of their responsibilities, turn their emotions, and reach out.

That's common sense for humans who have had some involvement with horses. "

Did you think it was moving on animal protection or whim?

Oren, who could no longer get up while his fingers were stiffened by Sabitoga, breathed with his shoulders and still hung (one) corner of his mouth "folded".

"I won't surrender if I die," he stripped his teeth, and Sabitoga slaps his fist in after a few seconds.

Oren, struck out of the nose, scratched (or) the sky with her barely broken, unbroken fingers and fainted (hello) over the stone.

The silence surrounds the bridge. Sabitoga grabbed Oren's offered knee unconstitutionally, keeping the breath stuffed as she rolled out the blow.

Position the removed joints, push them in at once, and place the bones in. When the stirring sounded, he finally exhaled and lowered his face.

"Dumb ass, only fucking brains are a big deal. I lost my word..."

"Hey, I'm not gonna let you complain. The winner is obvious who saw it."

Raymond pinches his mouth. He walks alone on the bridge, passing Sabitoga and Oren's tails, to the girl and the inhabitants of the settlement.

With a jar of wood, the head of the Gentile brings a satisfactory (fuku) smile -. Turning as I recall, "What's his name?," he pointed his finger at Sabitoga.

When Sabitoga responds, he looks forward again. Raymond proclaimed the name of the winner in high spirits as he progressed through the cracking hedge (Hitoshiki).

"Expectant sweetheart. Comrades... welcome him at best."

When Raymond, in a good mood, forgets even Sabitoga's luggage and leaves, countless gazes eventually gather in Sabitoga again.

Sabitoga clawed on the bridge as she borrowed the shoulder of the girl who came running over...... Take a deep breath and look up into the sky.