"This is my house!
What we saw when we got out of the carriage was a much better wooden house than we thought.
"Wow, much bigger than I thought!
"Well, it's rather too big to live alone"
"Did you make a house like this by yourself? Kind of unbelievable."
"I don't see it, but I can somehow tell by your reaction. It's a lovely home."
Seeing our reaction, Friesha strained her chest. [M]
Marna and Garm also have a rough nose with "hun" and brag about not having a heart.
Not only the house, but the surroundings are well organized, plus they have quite a large field behind the house.
The meat is picked by Marna and Garm in the hunt.
That's how she seems to be living a self-sufficient life here.
"Come on, get in. I've got a futon for you just in case, so four of you should be able to sleep."
I don't know what you assumed and prepared such a number of futons.
However, my chest hurts for some reason when I watch her behave so innocently that I don't think she's my age.
Maybe it's because you seem to be forced to delude the loneliness of no one around you with brightness.
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Friesha's house had a splendid exterior as well as interior.
The richest man there comes to say that a wooden log house to be used as a vacation home.
The house, of course, was handmade until it was in every piece of furniture, fireplace, fishing rod or lamp, and Friesha bragged her chest whenever Ellea praised them one way or another.
Ellea with a childish ideal and Friesha as innocent as a child.
Maybe there was a part of the wavelength that matched.
There was no Ellea on my back. [M]
While held by Friesha's arms, she had an unreserved conversation or was taken out to a field outside.
Meanwhile, I was lying in a hammock in the house. [M]
Lilies also sleep closely next door.
Of course, I have checked with Friesha to see if it is okay for two people to ride.
I've been sleeping with Marna and Garm for a long time, so you think it's perfectly fine where two women slept?
"You can't have knee pillows with this."
Lily said happily, snuggling up perfectly.
"It doesn't make a difference what feels good, and that's not good for today"
"The knee pillow means next time... ugh"
He seemed tired of the lily because of it and exhaled heavily as he drove his tiredness outside.
"What do you think of that kid?
"You mean Friesha? I don't think he's a bad boy. It doesn't look like you've been sleeping with us."
"But I didn't hesitate to kill people"
"Yeah... show me, maybe it's the same as the Cape"
"With me?
I mean, he said he had some kind of vengeance.
"I live alone in a place like this, they must have kicked me out of town. I don't see your parents, or maybe they're hostile to humans."
"Then why did you take my side?
"I felt the same smell, or something."
Lily said as she pointed to her nose.
Smell, huh?
Indeed, having lived with the beasts for a long time, she may have a higher sense of smell than an ordinary person when she hits it.
That's literally a good nose, if not a good idea.
It's called a wild look.
"For a moment, maybe you'll accompany us on our journey? I thought you and Ellea were doing great and the Cape was” funny ”too.
"Well, yeah."
"Mm-hmm. That doesn't seem like a ride-along response."
"I can't say anything because we've only just met."
Unlike when Ellea was there, I still haven't been able to read inside her breasts.
In that sense, Friesha is probably more of an adult (...) than Ellea.
My heart is complicated.
It's not just hissing pure, there's a shadow somewhere and it doesn't seem like she's pregnant with darkness.
Sure, it would be a big plus for the journey if she followed me.
Now I could only call it a hold.
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Ellea, who had been held by Friesha and guided around the house, reached its end point.
Further back in the field, a small stone tablet lies ahead of the bridge across the creek.
For the first time, Friesha, who never broke his smile this far, will look serious.
"So, this is Mom and Dad's grave."
"Your parents'... graves?
That was not a fine tombstone like the one in the cemetery in each town, but a boneless one made by collecting large stones there, but I guess making this was the best thing for Friesha at the time.
"Well, we don't have two bodies here."
"What do you mean?
"Mom and Dad were executed in Thame town. I didn't do anything wrong, but you decided on your own."
"Oh no..."
Ellea knew it and couldn't say anything.
There's no way Freesha can come here and lie, which means what she's talking about is a fact.
I didn't want to believe it.
But I couldn't believe it.
A being who denies the good intentions he believes in.
"My mom was both an animator and a demon. He had the skills to connect animals with their minds and share power."
"Give me your heart..."
Two silver wolves rubbing against her feet.
I could not see them in Ellea, but I had felt with my skin that their presence, unlike the wild Silver Wolf, was a gentle and warm object.
"Maybe Friesha has the same skills?
"You got it, Ellea is smart after all. You're right, I have the same skills as my mom, and I think that's why my mom gave me Marna and Garm when I was young."
"You've been growing up with me forever."
"Yeah, it's my only family now."
The only word pierces Ellea's chest.
The tingling pain turned her heart from a different direction than the pain inflicted from the cape.
"But my mom just hated everyone for having that skill. Tell me you must be letting demons attack humans. Instead, my mom was persuading demons not to attack humans. The truth is, because humans hunt demons, demons attack humans to protect themselves."
Ellea never even thought about the demon's life.
There is no other way, because in this world demons are harmful to humans and are subject to extermination, and good and evil are determined without relationship.
No one doubts the management of the world.
Unless, like Friesha, you grew up with demons from a very young age.
"My dad protected my mom like that. He said it was childhood friendly, he said he'd been protecting it for a long time. But... in the end, they killed us both."
"How could you do such a terrible thing..."
"Why? Ellea says strange things."
Friesha said without any malice, as if that were common sense.
"Because it's disgusting. Things I don't understand are disgusting. If that's one person, you just have to hate me. But the two of us, the three of us, the more people we have, the more” disgusting ”we feel. And when it's more than constant, humans - get rid of it."
"That's not true!
"I won't let anyone tell me there isn't. 'Cause that's why Mom and Dad got killed."
Ellea's ideals are easily crushed by Friesha's reality.
The difference in persuasiveness was historical.
And most importantly, it was the biggest shock to Ellea that the tone of Friesha's voice remained unchanged in any way and probably remained smiling.
That means it's not even debatable, no matter how much Ellea talks about. Perhaps her thoughts are unshakable.
"Ellea must have met some nice people."
"Why, do you think so?
"Because you look sweet. You mean you're blind, you don't have hands and feet, but you're still blessed with people to be nice to you, right?
"No. I lost my hands and feet and my eyes... because I used my skills, so"
"skills?"
"It's a skill that allows you to freely exchange body parts as long as you have mutual recognition. I could also replace the disease with my shoulder. I've saved a lot of people with that."
"So the order is the opposite? You didn't lose your hands and feet, you lost your hands and feet because you were nice."
That's not true, even if you try to deny it, the words stop at your throat.
Because before overwhelming persuasion, my heart admits defeat when I say it's futile.
"It's not easy to dedicate one's body. If you are a family member, you may be able to do so in some cases. But..."
"First, I gave my right arm to my father, who was unable to work because of an accident. Next thing you know, give your sister your eyes."
"What about the other limbs?
"Heard my rumors from afar, to a child brought here by his parents"
It was the father who called Ellea the Virgin.
I healed my lost right arm, my daughter would be amazing, and I bragged around town.
That's not all, I also gave light to my two younger sisters who were born blind.
Eventually, her rumors spread all the way out of town, so that those who had lost their hands and feet in pursuit of their power would come.
"So Ellea was happy?
"Of course it is. My father and sister started laughing more than before, and the house was brighter. 'Cause that's happy for me, too."
"That's a strange story."
"Why do you think so?
"How can those families laugh when they push their lost right arm against their daughter and a world without light against their sister? Why are you so happy when you even have to look after your grown daughter's bathroom?
"Huh?"
I never even thought about it.
I didn't even try to think about it.
Think of it, how could happiness have increased when the number of parts in a body that moves normally has not changed, but rather is decreasing?
Ellea doesn't know the answer to the question.
But Friesha's words poke at the core lightly.
"Well, it's like, to the happiness of my family, Ellea has nothing to do with it."
Pointed out, Ellea was the thought of her spine freezing.
Being in the family, but no one cares if it's sacrificed.
Shouldn't we call it something like that, not a family - sacrifice (...)?
"Besides, if my family really cares about me, why is Ellea traveling with the Misakis? Is your family dead?
"No, he's alive. You should still be living in your hometown."
"If so, why not?"
"They took it, they sold it. Until a little while ago, I was in a showcase."
"... yeah, right"
Unlike Cape, Friesha made little attempt to touch on one case where Ellea was exposed.
When I saw her face blued, I stopped thinking it was not a good idea to point it out any further.
But when asked if the choice worked positively for Ellea, it's a delicate place.
Because I feel like I'm being cared for and it makes me extra hard.
"Mm-hmm... because of this, do we have a more fun story to talk about? Yeah, I like that!
"Right. Then why don't you let me know what happened in your life here, something you enjoyed?
"Is it a fun event? Let's start with a sweet story about Sleeping Marna thinking of Garm as me."
"Wahoo!"
Marna barks grumpy.
Apparently for him, it's a past he wants to forget.
"Mm, can't you? Then Garm..."
"Gaw!"
Garm barks grumpy, too.
Before I ran out, they figured out what Friesha was trying to talk about.
"I haven't said anything yet..."
"Heh heh, whatever. I'm sure if you're talking about Friesha, it's fresh and fun to hear."
Friesha followed the occasion as she told Ellea her memorabilia.
Fun laughter sounds.
But Ellea was distressed behind such a smile.
Meet Cape, Lily, Rabbi, and Friesha.
All of them deny what ever lived as Ellea.
Nothing will change, rather when I let myself change the other person, I was going to be strongly determined.
But - the very values that have supported its strength are beginning to shake.
I'm sure this world is really full of kindness.
We just didn't meet by chance, and everyone should wish they didn't want to hurt each other.
To Ellea today, I could only pray that the people who have been exposed to malice so far - Friesha and Cape - and myself, who no longer believed in their own values, would meet the kind people.