I Came Back but the World is Still a Fantasy!?

The relocation of equipment and personnel was completed some time before the sun set already.

Monica was a rough outfit with an emphasis on ease of movement.

Are you complacent that you are the main actor because you came out in public?

They say they're confused by similarly dressed staff, bands and dancers.

He was Monica Chantal, the singing princess who was showing off her presence and tone.

Almost all the staff were equal to the first meeting, and those who had just arrived.

there was, but her own name and song were known and she herself was actively

to speak up, solicit opinions, and summarize. The rehearsal itself is very

It was going well. Her charm in captivating the world, young and old, is nothing but a song.

It was a sight that made me wonder if it was there too.

The Shinichi watch it from the same stage, but from a place that can be called a corner.

They're the furthest apart by far, but I was already seriously concerned.

Even if someone in a meeting right now suddenly tries to wave a murder blade at her.

No matter where the bullet of light aimed at her brain weather was emitted from. To Monica.

We both have the confidence to be stopped before it arrives directly. of the table we're all looking at.

Both the disguised face and the face beneath it were thus calm themselves.

Except.

"... do you have anything to say?

"Yeah, I don't know."

There was a strange tension in the conversation that was between them.

Only the expression is calm, but Muhi is full of cold sweat.

And he quietly points and shows Monica without loosening the chase.

Have you had several meetings with the band and back dancers?

as they actually play to the song. They adjust movement and standing and so on

I have been going on several times. It is entirely the workplace and battlefield of professionals in that field.

It is not the place where Shin Ichi and Muhi, the gatekeepers, pinch their hands and mouths. But.

"You can hear it in that ear, what he's been good about since just now

I don't know what you're flirting with... or what kind of event this is.

Think about it, even amateurs would think it's weird not to do it once just now. "

"Ugh, that's..."

Muhi swims his eyes as he moves his barefaced fox ears right and left.

In the eyes of men - there are disparities - none is better than them.

So I was wondering what was wrong with her from around the corner where I found the hazardous material.

And that's getting worse now that this rehearsal has started for over two hours.

Something's wrong with the managers because they look so surprised to be here.

I'm beginning to get acquainted with it, but I don't know what caused it. Hence.

"I wonder why he doesn't sing?

Sinichi slammed the problem next door lightly, but relentlessly.

She just has to laugh bitterly at it. I can't deny it or mislead it.

I knew too much about it.

"haha...... ha"

I know it's the first time you've ever had a job, but Monica was serious.

He ascertains with his own ears the sound in the venue, the performance of the band, and the condition of the acoustic equipment.

That's what you do. Take your feet all over the venue so that there's no big difference between places.

Make sure your voice reaches the last row properly. But the pivotal "song".

She was behind for whatever reason. Whether this is from the day before, and

It's a rehearsal after putting in a large number of people for the first time. Though the accustomed ones

If the artist changes, there seems to be a difference in the details, the overall flow, each role,

Priority is given to understanding singer restraints, etc. Nevertheless, I do get all the songs in full.

I don't need to sing but some of it should make that voice sound. How perfect is everything else?

But if there's any inconvenience there, it's all ruined.

"I have some ideas, but I was hired to escort a"

"It's an odd encounter, and so am I. Employer B."

We never lost sight of Monica together, but she told me to confess with her voice.

She managed to return her voice shaking at the pressure that could be directed all over her.

And a moment of blank space to visit. What flows between faceless and grinning is terribly heavy.

"So?"

"I'm sorry."

She immediately waved the white flag, as you guessed before the reminder of one letter.

Her real ears and tails hang powerless in her confession in a weak voice.

"You're not," spills Sinichi, who sighed small at it.

"Huh?"

"Tell me what to do, and you'll tell him later."

Muhi, who blinked his eyes like a connotation,

I laughed with a snort when I immediately convinced him that he was right.

"Yeah......... but you're used to scolding me.

I've never been there, but I really feel like you're my brother. "

She finds out that it's the truth 'brother', but she's not talking about such a continuation.

As an attitude, as an atmosphere, as a way of dealing with it, Sinichi has always been, so to speak, “brotherhood”

It was making me feel what could be said. Especially for that assessment. He shows a sinister face.

"I'm sorry, brothers against everyone."

"Heh, I cared for you for once...... heh, is your brother in trouble?

Signs that Much would shake his head if he laughed so cruelly at his infidelity and rotten demeanor.

"Nothing, that's all I came for, and that's all I can do, so it's hard and nothing"

"What a muscled, clumsy man."

"What are you talking about?" I heard a double word. "

The harm or benefit of a high-performance translator that even reads the speaker's consciousness?

I feel like I'm reading some strange word with my brother, so I'm half-eyed.

"Haha, isn't that amazing?

"Convict...... no, finally the limit is here"

He was willing to complain about his confession that he was after me,

One change happened at Monica's that I hadn't kept an eye on for a long time.

So far she has continued to rehearse without singing well,

I guess I'm out of ingredients I can put behind me already.

The people on the stage, of course, set it up.

It is ready and finished placing and preparing for production, with the exception of costumes and production surfaces.

And then we started playing with one more signal, and the backdancers danced,

The star girlfriend will sing... if it's the way it always is.

"That's no good."

"Ahhh..."

Monica herself already stands in front of the microphone stand in the center of the stage.

That face is filled with seriousness and confidence that now is the real deal.

But they knew exactly what anxiety and fear was on that face.

Muhi thought it should stop. She can't sing now (...).

That's what I thought. I stepped out, but the movement can be stopped in a way that grabs Shin-ichi's shoulder.

Why, turning his gaze, he himself shook his head in silence, staring at Monica.

That's the answer, and I guessed the intent, and she nods and glances back at Monica as she gets lost.

Playing had already begun there. Is that a professional band? Or now.

Did you have experience playing it, both public and private, because it is a famous song by the singing princess that symbolizes the times?

It's so brilliant, so light and pop that even my amateur ears can tell it's not my first performance together.

The song is played. dancers danced to colour it, trying to finish the prelude

Monica stood up and opened her mouth, gripping the microphone hard at the right time to do so.

"What, uhhh...!?

But the sound that Mike could magnify is a voice that doesn't sound like her breath is jammed.

Playing and dancing stopped when the song wasn't supposed to start.

Besides, she was more stunned herself than anyone else, but when she noticed the staff approaching her,

I asked again to apologize for stopping while I answered with a smile.

"That mean... I'll take care of it outside"

to this, so far so faceless. He distorted his face uncomfortably. He told Muhi

Leaving only one word, I head towards Monica in a quiet but fast foothold.

"Yes, yes, that's how you should earn points again"

Muhi flies like that on his back, but he never looks back.

But even my voice is unpleasant. I've changed it to that and returned these words.

"Don't be silly, this is just a fellow hater"

"Huh?"

Leaving her bewildered, Singh Ichi stood in front of Monica without even standing in footsteps.

Exactly. If we get close to that distance, the perimeter will turn an astonishing glance at him,

Monica is focused and unaware by meditating on her eyes while holding the microphone.

but.

"OK, it's okay. One more time... to?

"What's okay, you bastard?"

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was frightened by his presence in front of me. In her eyes.

Normally I can see its face but it clearly said 'grumpy' there.

His hand had already moved the moment Monica recognized it.

"Oh, shit!?

slap her face from left to right, with the motion that

All of a sudden, the staff were stunned by it.

The few who remained were flushing about what he did again.

His unquestioned catches seemed so thick that he got too used to them in a short time.

"Hey, what the hell?

"Yeah, you dumb fuck."

"Ha!?

Monica, who played his arm, complained about what you were doing.

The arm that was supposed to have been played early enough to have had time to say was already grabbing her hips.

"Oh, my God, what, I have to!?

"Hmm, you're working out better than I thought. Was it true that singers compete in health?"

And lift that body up lightly before she knows what's going on.

At the same time, she whined about strange feelings, but from her point of view, she's unconscious.

Monica bursts into the shame of a moment of levitation and everyone's eyes, but completely unintentional.

I'll be taken care of on my shoulders as it is.

"Hey, hey what, what is it!? Put it down! There's still a rehab!

"Break"

"What?"

ignoring his frivolous voice and was holding the microphone instead. Now he's around

He told them to arrive in a concise, pale, and unacceptable atmosphere.

"Take a 30-minute break. Everyone, rest."

Never see a reaction to it, slap him on the back and ram him down

Easily carry Monica behind the stage, completely ignoring her.

Also, the managers who were about to flush it out were in a hurry to do this later.

I tried to go on.

"Will you leave the rest to our employer?

Only voice color and expression are interrupted by a female escort who stood by showing kindness.

Scared by the pressure of that smile, they couldn't even come near the back afterwards.

"Hey what is it really this time!?

She was brought into the simple holding room, where she was seated in a pipe chair.

to the yelling complaint. Without answering, he said moving the chair to the opposite position

Shut up and sit back. The face that looks directly at Monica, who stares strongly at what it's all about.

unreadable expression of emotion. Unexpectedly, she breathed. Not even myself.

I'm also not sure why I reacted like that.

"Claim for extra rewards."

"... what?

She is unnecessarily perplexed by such a demand that she was told in a way that closed the gap as a result.

"It's harder to work than I thought, I'm losing it."

"I don't mind adding (that), but what to say until I interrupt the rehab!?

But from the beginning, one ticket said it was cheap to subtract the disturbance fee.

From the Monica I was thinking, there was nothing to think of in itself.

I yell half reflexively wondering if it's just about claiming until I've interrupted my job.

but.

"Never mind, I don't care"

"Why is it the standard that you care?

Wind on the willow. No, didn't they even recognize it as the wind?

Monica held her head when she was given it back, even pale, naturally.

"But it's also new to my memory that I could rub it with scatter rewards. I was worried about what to add."

"Oh, you're not willing to ask or answer my opinion......"

"But there's no such thing as thinking calmly. What was I missing?

You said you had a reward for not leaving a trace. "

"Forward is fine, what do you want?

I'll give it to you no matter what you ask me to. And let's get right back to rehearsal.

The demand was delivered to her, who had thought so.

Briefly, in no more words.

"Sing."

"Ha-ha-ha."

It was a very intermittent voice and face.

She said she didn't understand what she was seriously saying at this time.

Or maybe it was the left of proof that she wasn't normal right now.

But Sin Yichi goes on to talk to herself about such confusion and other things.

Even with an invincible grin somewhere.

"I'm making money from the song, so I should have had it paid for by the song.

I'm taking my time tomorrow. I don't have time for this.

I said something scattered and great in the church. That must be a good singing voice.

Because if you don't expect this, you're gonna have to worry about your head with the rewards again.

I'd love to hear you sing a song that satisfies me. "

If you can.

Boy fluttering on the chair with expression and gaze like that out of the blue.

that gaze was surely a mockery that looked down on her and insulted her, and Monica

I couldn't stand to pull my cheeks apart.

"It's you. Eh! ─ ─ ─ ─"

But. On the way or on the way.

Apart from her boiling passion, she had a terribly gentle voice past her head.

It deprives me of my strength, and when I sit in a chair like I fall, I cover my face with my hands.

Is it embarrassing or regrettable or funny? Complicated chest on the expression.

To hide it from leaving.

"Ugh... I almost got hit again. But, you know, it's just...

I'm not dumb enough to get caught in the same hand on the same day!

With only regret up front in it, don't be ridiculous, all the time.

To Monica staring at the boy with a strong gaze. But he leans his neck like a pussy.

"Phew?

No, rather, what are you talking about, you idiot?

Her expression has been the same and she's been stroking her emotions back a long time.

"Oh, not at all... you did fall out, not you, me.

I can't believe I was moved to be good for my child's provocation and now I'm inspired... "

pity. And she shakes her head powerless to get a voiceless voice.

As soon as I saw how it was, the bad attitude from Sinichi to Monica disappeared.

As if the switch had been switched. It's like something like that from the beginning.

As if it didn't exist.

"... my dear brother."

After all, Monica smiles bitterly with such a sneer at the reaction.

Though the expression (kao) may be slight, it was also a positive indication of understanding.

"What do you want?

"I get it.

He says he can do whatever he wants, he seems to say whatever he wants, and actually he doesn't.

I thought you needed it. You're just doing it the way you think it's effective. "

It hasn't been a day since we met. But still, it's unusually dense.

But Monica could see him differently now.

Or did you realize it looked that way from the beginning?

It's not like he's swinging around.

That he's just aligned around (...).

"Did you think I'd be easier to move when I pissed you off?

As expected, it was cute, but I didn't ask for anything great.

You heard me say, "Don't worry, don't worry about anything because I want to hear it."

That's why it's the 'brother' way to go.

Not clever, but the type on your head.

At least Monica doesn't know how else to describe it.

……………

Sin Yichi responded to it with a silent expression. but no.

It can be said that the attitude of neither denial nor affirmation spoke eloquently above all.

Before that, Monica had a young child desperately trying to hide her inner self.

It just looks tense. I usually smile at that hard work.

I couldn't just get on the road that prepared me more than I realized.

Is that adult will or older pride or care for him?

I will point out that even the person in question didn't quite understand it, but he will talk to me as a courtesy.

"Looking back, it's all true. The way I take care of the kids, the way I incite them.

Don't hurt the kids. It's the same thing we all do to keep them in church.

… show a path that respects the feelings and wishes of the other person, but also takes safety into account.

What's different is that they're changing their language and attitude depending on their situation. "

That's why he's aligned around.

But that's not like reading the air and just being in tune.

It was a way to identify them and present the things they needed.

Sometimes it deliberately pisses me off, sometimes it tickles my self-esteem, sometimes in a way that makes sense.

but ignore their own liking and evil for those means.

"Often the older child says you can put up with it, but you're spontaneous, aren't you?

It's not just that I don't care what they think.

I don't care what you think. "

She shrugged her shoulders as she spilled.

Today alone he deliberately manipulated the emotions of those around him, both good and bad.

There are parts of the purpose that seem as bad as doing it correctly.

From around, of course, and above all from yourself.

A boy who was playing with all those kids attentively to the emotions around him.

There's no way I'm blunt. I don't even think I realize that cowardice.

I just prioritized the results I get with it over my disgust and stray like that.

"It was a natural story if you think about it. I don't know how much time I have.

You've been so considerate of the kids, you've been unquestioned, violence all around you.

I didn't think of anything to wield or anything the other way around... I didn't like it, did I?

The voices that spilled out in the form of unintentions within speaking were those that cared for him from the bottom of his heart.

He looked a little troubled when he was pointed. But there's something inside.

There is no vanity to hide, there is just a boy who looks like he's going to stink.

"... not so crude as to like it, I think, I'm going to"

And the answer I finally got back to you after just a moment of waiting is indecision and ambiguity.

Monica also laughs at this.

- I don't actually like abusive means, but I clearly didn't like them.

I don't know if they care, or if they've spotted us so far.

I can't even delude you. Then let's avoid the specific assertions and cloud the tea...

Monica reads that something like that would happen.

Words are difficult to understand, but behind them they are very easy to understand.

It was a thought that was common in well-looked after elders she knew well.

"I guess, hehe. I'll fix the words before rehearsal.

You're a boy who will follow your brother no matter who he is.

I'm just lazy and unwilling to fix myself. "

"... I'm sorry, you suck at all"

I guess he has the consciousness that it's an undeniable story himself.

You look like you chewed up a bitter bug and you do evil, but the word itself accepts it.

Her cheeks loosen to a seemingly untrue and, conversely, honest-looking attitude.

"That too..."

"Hmm?"

"Is that the experience of seeing all kinds of kids over there?

Were they still beaten? Just a change of subject.

Asked Monica thought and nodded as she tried to raise her eyes a little.

"... right, yeah.

But thinking about it, I showed it to you when you were attacking people one after another.

I've seen a lot of hostility and skepticism in the past. "

"What? Where the hell is that?

"When there are no believable adults, I try to protect those younger than myself.

You look just like a kid who was staring at all the people he approached with care.

Heh, what a smiling knight you thought you were, Shinichi?

Monica smiles plenty of room while meaningfully calling her name for the first time.

Is this because the topic that should have changed Sin Yichi as well came back after all?

There was more bitterness in his face because of what he thought was happening.

"Oh, ha... it's like nothing's changed in martial history. You mean they call me"

And at the same time, while doing the clever thing of sighing and tongue pounding.

He shook his head just saying there was nothing he could do when he whined about something.

"What did you say?

"Nothing, I just... I wonder what about your sister Monica, who figured that out."

For a moment in that cut back, she realized her breath was stuck.

The word stabs brilliantly with the alarm that it is taking advantage.

But Monica made me laugh sparingly at it.

"Oh, I'm an adult. That's normal, right?

but.

"It's something that runs away well.

It sounded like you were talking about your experiences to me, didn't it, sister?

That's what you mean, invincible grin and gaze all the time.

I don't dress up when this is so obviously obvious that I intend to escape without difficulty.

The adult's grin was like a broken, half-eyed smile.

Generally because Sin Ichi's point is not a mistake. For her in her early days.

That's what happened. Just because there was a Sister, a trustworthy adult.

Just saying it didn't get as extreme as he did. That's why I was curious.

I was wondering if this boy would have those adults around him properly.

Even if you're familiar with how people move, you don't know how to rely on them. Boys like that haven't.

It shows in her eyes like 'Lost'. But how shall I convey it?

He has signs that he's going to be lightly flushed from what I pointed out in the first place.

That probably doesn't make sense.

………

………

So on the surface, there's a bump between my brother's disgrace and my sister's stare.

My brother's side suddenly went down, although I didn't say he was better off losing.

I meditated my eyes to re-divide him, and when he gets his spine right, he sits back in the chair.

That's all. The boy's signs changed and he was somewhere high.

The perceived air is applied to the soft one at once.

"From here on out, you mean brother/sister, so there's no hiding or vanity?

The tone is also set - from the difference in age, it is reasonable - to eat.

Coincidence or intent? You didn't ask for answers or anything more than you did. He...

I went on to say the words as good that the voice of rejection was not raised.

"I guess it starts with me at the top. I'm sorry."

"... uh... hey, why are you apologizing!?

Plenty of roughly ten seconds. He bowed his head as he sat down.

Monica, who has so far been drained of her liver, can be wolfed.

I don't know what they're apologizing for in the first place.

In that perplexity.

"But it's okay - - I won't let anyone's malice or intent to kill reach you. Never."

"Eh."

The boy with his face up suddenly affirmed so with a serene appearance that he felt nothing.

It was unintentional. at a time that Monica was undoubtedly not expecting,

He goes to the core of the problem all at once, but also as if dealing with glass finishers.

I've touched it delicately. No more anxiety (scratches).

"Ahhh!?

There were no omens, no room, things that boiled up and seemed to overflow.

Turn your back on the boy to look back at each chair without being seen.

Then I grabbed my fist so I could indulge, and ate my teeth, but it was too late.

There was something to wet my cheeks like I cut a weir.

My whole body was shaking as if I were in a very cold land.

The complexion is dyed blue and white, the teeth do not engage and the breathing is not bundled.

His assertion is gentle, but the stimulus is stimulating. Consciously or unconsciously.

I can't help but make Monica aware of the matter she's been avoiding.

Yes, she finally admitted her feelings here.

- I was scared.

Church shaking. Screaming children. Fallen Raised Parents (Sisters).

Imminent silver bullet. Intense, crazy killing intent on itself that was put into it.

So, Monica, I don't care if anyone asks me what happened to kill one of them.

Made me understand without. Yeah, well, if it's one thing different, it's not just that one of you was killed.

I was never sorry. It revealed malice lurked in a live venue.

Fear and guilt that the darker they become.

I'm scared.

She's the only choice and pride that didn't make it a good idea to give in to threats.

Plus she didn't expect many to get involved so far.

I have a self that I fear for the strength of my intentions to kill. I have myself about to cry over the amount of malice.

a thousand muzzles, in front of the illusion of being surrounded by ten thousand blades, when a boy

I suddenly understood the meaning of the words I asked before the rehearsal.

he said. I thought that was it. I was wondering if that's the only reason I was following you around.

No. I'm going to laugh humbly when I'm noticed, albeit unconscious.

I was scared of everything. Everything was untrustworthy. So make sure you

It was horrible to get away from someone you thought would protect you.

- What a nasty outfit.

I despise myself humbly because you spoke so greatly and in the end you were frightened.

You can't stop crying if you scold yourself to hold on, it just sounds vain in your trembling chest.

He was about to be killed. Maybe nobody and he get involved.

And the danger still persists. It's not over.

I knew you two were trying to protect yourself.

There is no question of fine dust if we look so far at the ability to do so.

In contrast, Sister also gave me a heartbeat when I left church.

Willing and capable. Normally, that would have been enough, but not this time.

There was one problem missing there.

─ ─ What does he (...) say will happen!?

"Huh... Huh?

Relax and I can push in the scream that's going to pop out of your mouth and wake you up and scatter you.

But Nanica came down as if she had targeted the moment.

I couldn't tell aggressively with my blurred vision with tears.

I notice it when the filamentous sole is wrapped around my neck across my face from overhead.

He said it was some kind of pendant.

"... this, what?

I hear a tightening of the hardware fastening the gold chain behind my neck.

He's the only one on this scene, so I know who did it.

Above all, this is a substitute that I firmly returned to Himself before I came here to forget.

Never superior build, but somehow the feel is soft,

It is new to my memory that I was somehow attracted to the simple tri-day craftsmanship.

"Amulet, it's like. Have it."

A gentle voice came down from behind me. That's where for the first time he's ever been silent.

I felt a little quieter in my chest when I noticed that you were giving it to me.

With gratitude for waiting until the waves of my heart calmed down a little.

Looking down at the swinging three-day moon on my chest.

"... but you're an important thing..."

I asked her, not looking back, that I had certainly not said that,

But the boy revealed his history in a tone that never happened.

"Yes… it is the figure of a woman (human) who is the benefactor of her life and must have been her first love"

"Yes......... eh!? Hey, I can't take that!!

It was Monica I almost listened to because she spoke so plainly and calmly.

As soon as I understood the words, I stood up and stuffed him.

But was the intense reaction that far unexpected?

She blinked her eyes and nodded when she laughed.

"Yeah, so I'll just lend it.

When everything is cleared up tomorrow, return it properly with your hands.

Be careful, I'm not going to accept anything else. "

And now she blinked her eyes.

What a useless and easy word to understand?

The more obvious the grin floated over it again, the more frigid.

"Pfft, cum... heh, you're so cunning, huh?

Monica laughs like she can't stand to erupt into this.

"I'll make sure the five bodies are safe and cut off, and then you can give them back to me with your hands."

How can it be such a distorted narrative to just tell it?

How can you doubt the look you should make to reassure yourself there?

In many ways that's too cunning to stop laughing.

So much so that the reason why the tears are accumulating in my eyes becomes something else.

But we just snort like we know for sure.

They seem to have put me on well again, but I accept that I can't reject this.

Place only one order.

"Fine, I'll give it back from me properly. But stop with that salutation.

It's so unnatural and disgusting that you have that tone. "

"Colour."

I made a noise on this, and I broke my expression, and I saw him nodding with a terribly bitter face.

She laughed extra. Sin Yichi isn't convinced, "Why are you disapproving every time?"

Things are going on, but Monica didn't try to stop laughing.

"I'm sorry."

Instead, for once, it was the second apology she spoke of after she finished laughing.

them sitting back to face each other again, but Monica was in the first place

I wasn't sure what the first apology meant either. That's why I asked him with my eyes.

Sinichi told me to reflect.

"We live in a world where rough things are commonplace.

That's why I feel uneven with the humans living in places I don't.

I knew you were careful, but I was wrong about the extent.

It was our failure to take that into account as an escort. Sorry. "

And I bow my head again to show my gratitude.

The first three things past Monica's head to this were "discipline," "seriousness," and "hardship."

I've been reflecting in my chest that it's not something that I thought I'd be apologized for myself.

That's what I thought, so I couldn't help but reopen it.

"... I guess there's nothing I can do about it, hey"

of this boy I saw in church. Those would be stained and inseparable qualities.

It can't be any different where someone says something now.

As an adult, I wanted to embarrass myself.

As a senior who doesn't like to bend himself, I understand a lot, so it's troublesome.

"... what?

"Nah, it's nothing.

You just don't have to remember the burden of not being normal, do you?

Sure, the vast majority of people in the world fit into the normal range, but technically.

“Normal people." That's not what you're looking for in the other world, is it?

So she points out the next thing she realizes. Best for his words.

I had the sentiment that I was sorry I didn't notice there. But behind it,

I could see a color to blame myself for not even knowing where that was.

I could hear myself blaming myself for being out of the ordinary.

"It's..."

"Mostly when it gets dark there. After being helped by it,

They're protecting me now. You don't have my standing... be careful!

A strong, yet firm voice sounds like an encouragement to the boy.

Monica's eyes, complaining that you should be proud there, are serious, and there are no lies.

And as we dwell on it, everyone's sister, Nobunami, smiles softly at the toddler.

"You're gonna protect me, aren't you? From all sorts of things, never."

There was trust in a fluffy smile. But even more invincible was hidden.

You said that yourself. You probably don't have two words. That's what I'm just saying.

I guess Sinichi guessed the intent, or the intent. I laughed.

I let him flaunt his shoulder as if he had stepped aside.

"Only your own safety is absolute... otherwise I can only say I will try."

And spill words I don't know if I'm that strong or weak.

Due to this boy's character, I guess he doesn't want to say anything uncertain.

And should Monica be reassured that she is absolutely fine?

Should I laugh if such a place is also disciplined and serious? It bothered me a little.

"Yes, I hope so, then. Good luck, brother."

to her who decided to give encouragement (pressure) with her brother calling with a full grin,

He looks disgusted. I guess he knows exactly what the intent is.

"What a nasty sister."

"Thanks for that."

If you flush your disgust with a face that is nothing, it is a sigh as he gave up more.

But Monica remembered his words when such a brother/sister call was an inspiration.

"Hey, you got nothing to hide right now, right?

"Oh."

The short reply indicated affirmation, and its eyes seemed to await the question to come.

Then I'll have to ask. Now that I realize half the reason I couldn't sing (...)

Because I can't sing without clarifying the rest.

"--My song, are you going to die?

"Oh."

That was the exact same word as the reply a moment ago, and the exact same voice.

It's a conversation that hasn't been established as Japanese, but I guess he knew.

Maybe where I heard (found out) about it. It also put a brake on singing.

"Of course, it doesn't mean metaphorically, does it?

You've already noticed, but I can't react to your voice or your signs unless you're conscious.

If you hear a song by accident, you get lightly defenseless, maybe you can do it. "

"Still you want to hear my song?

Until you take advantage of the convenience of additional rewards.

What you should have heard here is, "Still protect yourself?" The area is reasonable.

Or you should ask for an explanation of how you would be in such a state.

The question was naturally in her, but Monica was more than those.

I wanted to know what the answer was.

"Of course!"

………

A concise answer was immediately returned to a question that was also prepared to be close to certain, decisive,

While unnecessary, no hesitation, no vanity, he just nods naturally.

But the look that was there, whether it was a big one or a void, faceless look,

He wasn't even a caretaker and clumsy brother.

"Me, I'm an amateur with no idea about music or anything, and all I heard in church was a nursery rhyme.

Still thought it was amazing. My heart shakes when I say that.

I'm so impressed that you have that singing voice!

……

Awkwardly he grips his fist and theorizes his strength. He is not even trying to hide the brilliance of those eyes.

No, he may not even realize if he looks like that.

I'm looking at Monica's eyes, so much so that this one can hack me.

There was something sparkling and Monica, on the contrary, couldn't help but look away.

'Cause that's a response she didn't envisage at all, giving her the most

It was a strong and resounding thought and eye.

- I thought you were beautiful.

"... not that kind of dialogue over here"

"To?"

Voices past the back of her brain at the same time evoke even the memory of her beginnings.

Yeah, I chose this path because I saw someone's eyes like this.

Then what is the answer?

"I said... yeah, I'm not going to add or subtract it because it's a rehab.

Listen to this genuine Monica Chantal song, willing to die!

It's as if the voice, the melody, the song fills a space that shouldn't be endless.

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─

Rough outfit that's not even a costume. There are not enough stage decorations and nothing to perform.

There was only one woman singing there, but with all her might.

Beautiful and powerful singing that seems to reach even heaven, just like trembling the world.

But whatever that stuff is, it doesn't have a certain 'scare'.

Sure warmth and softness echo and stain the hearers' breasts.

It fascinates everyone. It even made the staff forget their jobs.

You'll be used to hearing so much that even the managers won't return it to me inside.

"Heh, Monica was really talking about raw songs being the best!

"Apparently."

Two escorts watch her sing beside the stage with that sight on her side.

The tempo is different, but we're rocking our bodies left and right like we're riding singing together.

As far as Muhi was concerned, he even had a chick on the music to his beast ear.

But there comes the voices of strangely excited women.

"Yay, it's live Monica!

'I can't believe you can ask while you're at work, it's useful, it's useful!

"They flew in on a backup request. Good for you!

'Yeah, lucky to be in Japan...... and, uh, ahhh!

wire for eavesdropping, left open, was... '

'Huh?'

'Oh really............ WOW!?!?

"Hey, oh, no, Captain!!

"I'm sorry!!

The boy missed their dumb act, but the boss (Muhi)

When I raised my blue muscle on my forehead, I shook their tympanic membranes with anger in thought communication.

Though Sin Yichi enjoys the song but laughs funny.

Since then, Monica has been totally possessed after cutting herself off to Shin-ichi.

He returned to the stage with a fallen face and began to perform a brilliant song.

A genuine singing voice exactly as declared. A rare singing princess without additions or subtractions.

It still sounded so much like this.

"... this is my third song, but are you okay with all this serious voicing in rehab?

Muhi has deliberately changed the subject as if there had been no earlier incident.

He called in support personnel as a proud subordinate.

It is a mood that I would like to enter if the hole fits. The one with the usual smile on his face.

Is it a gift of everyday effort or a responsibility for taking on the job as an escort?

Sinichi replied without asking (teasing) if he was in the mood.

"I sang for real, too. I asked him if he was going to be okay tomorrow. He said

"Just a couple of songs. I'm not crushing my throat to the point where I really sang it! 'and."

"That's true too......... so what about you hearing that so close?

She asks all the time as she was convinced she was rocking to her tail.

He was pretending to have the same grin, but his voice had a mix of colors that led to it.

Besides, he also shakes his body and indulges in singing but answers firmly.

"I don't care if it's not accidental."

"Haha, I knew I'd taken care of it"

Do it, and she half jokes and elbows next door in an exalted mood.

I hope I lost half my worries. The blow rocked him big enough.

"Huh?"

"Stop it, it hurts. I don't know. Nothing's working."

"What?"

Is it because the words returned were too unexpected?

The servant girlfriend also turns her gaze, while freezing her expression. On the contrary, her consciousness also turns next to her.

There he was laughing with pleasure when he was overheard and shaken by Monica's song.

"I'm blocking the sound every way I can, but I hear it for some reason.

I tried to strike it off with another sound before it got to my ear, but I can hear it for some reason

I tried to tension even in a junction that seemed to alleviate attributes, but I knew I could hear it.

This is a song beyond all my power. "

How wonderful. And from a painless head to a voice that for some reason impressed me.

It is Muhi, who felt intense pain and was about to get dizzy.

"Besides, she's genuinely singing her own song.

I was just hearing a leak. It's out of step, oh, my chest rolls!

Sin Yichi shows a soft expression and a radiance of longing for toddlers.

But the complexion itself is blue and white. It's hard to tell because the sun is falling.

This distance was clearly visible to Muhi.

"... I mean, you, just don't. Are you just patient?

Is the shaking of the body that they thought was on the song just fluttering too?

"Yeah."

Words that even included such concerns were easily affirmed.

Are you kidding me? This guy. Makes me want to punch you sexually.

She desperately contained it.

"Apparently, the way to prevent her singing won't let her sing in the first place.

Seems like we're just gonna have to get away from physically unreachable distance. You've gotten one smart!

"Congratulations...... but then tomorrow's placement is"

I'll tell you what. I'm not leaving her.

………

Even if I thought so, I would hold my forehead down without a voice. My headache hurts.

In this man's case, I'm saying it after understanding all the problems, so it's extra.

Especially since that was the extent to which the incapacity served as an escort.

"Well, she's the safest, but you're the most dangerous, aren't you?

I just can't change that fact. But.

"In a way, I ask for free in the privileged seat. You mean the change's coming, right?

That's a better deal.

Rather, he said the purpose of the hazard allowance was.

Muhi sighs at him laughing with pleasure.

"You look too cheap at yourself."

"Haha, the price is cheap...... I'm just not going to let anyone buy it"

"Heh, then who are you selling it to?

"Well, I'm not selling anything but time right now."

He laughs invincibly that he is unwilling to be killed except for his life expectancy, but there are no three days and months.

Everywhere there is a child's childhood, busyness and “fever” like that.

His complexion sucked. But everywhere he was immersed in it.

"Damn you... only this time I know what it's like."

Yet again, she gives herself up to Monica's singing voice and smiles.

Oh, sure, this is heartbreaking. It's a waste of time to give it to them.

On this day, the singing princess Monica Chantal remained unaware that she was

There's no stranger in the backworld. 'Anonymous', the strongest red spear and its delivery,

And I captivated the mask that scratched the two worlds around by itself with that song.

Probably won't come when she finds out about it. But that's definitely Monica's own.

It was a feat, a force, a feat that would later change many fates.