I hate myself for making my mother look like that. If I stayed here any longer, I would have become self-loathing.
"I need to cool my head..."
We need to calm down, calm down. Don't deal with my mother in an emotional state.
I'm glad Max isn't here. I can't show you what a sister like this looks like.
"I'm sorry, I want to be alone for a while."
I tried to escape and walked past my mother and out of the warehouse.
There was no place in the house where I could calm my mind, and I left the house through the back door.
A back road with no crowds. Sit down on an unplanted flower bed.
He sighed grandly and hugged his head.
...... I feel like I'm getting worse and worse.
I've been saying a lot of good things in my mouth, but I don't know if I've been able to do anything about it.
You can't call yourself a saintly lady, can you?
I muttered to myself in mockery.
"Do you want to quit, Saintess?"
Suddenly it hardens into a voice. I didn't think anyone was asking.
When I raised my face to the voice, there was a familiar face.
"Why is he here...?"
Curtis?
I called out his name in a weak voice.
The long green hair is unusually halved and tied up. I didn't know for a moment who I was in a different atmosphere.
He was always flowing properly, but now he was looking at me with his thoughtful eyes.
I feel like I'm being seen through, and I accidentally turn away.
"Liz-chan, how are you?"
In an instant, he returned to his usual routine. A voice that is bright and relieves tension. He sits next to me with a smile on his face. The scent is soft and calming.
"Does it look like that?"
I raised my mouth and looked towards Curtis. He stared at me strangely, but soon returned to his usual look.
Yeah, it was kind of hard.
"I was just a little depressed." But I'm fine now. "
Is that so? Well, that's fine.
"...... Curtis is kind to everyone, isn't he?"
A word came up that I didn't expect to say.
"Because Happo Beauty is my specialty. And I always want to be on the girl's side."
"You're a genius dictating to a girl."
"I'll take it as a compliment."
His words cheer him up a little and his expression softens. It was Curtis' mysterious power.
Curtis may be a beauty, but nobody hates him or hates him. I rather like it there.
A gentle breeze blows and gently strokes our cheeks. Curtis's green hair snapped.
Your hair is slick. I think you're the most aesthetically conscious of men...
"It's been a while since I've been home." But I didn't have a place anymore. "
I said that with a smile on my face.
For some reason, I was starting to tell Curtis my story. He listened to me in silence.
It's not for everyone. I'm sure it was Curtis who told me.
The fact that my brother was adopted, that I really liked Duke, and that I was jealous of Alicia and longed for her.... I keep thinking about love like no other.
I told them everything, even though it was a rupture.