"She slept with Meiko." You'd have trouble mixing up stories that would be detrimental, wouldn't you?
The sound of the untouchable end of the phrase, the man who sent the untouchable question, turns to him, and.
"What are you going to do with that kid?
"... I don't know what else to do. Don't be so weird."
'That would be something you can't help but think about if you say so. It's not in my memory to protect my human daughter. ——— It's been two thousand years since we've met like this, if you think about it. Even if the next “key” is going to be her daughter?
There are signs of “collapse” lurking in Il Cuore's words.
“Key” is the “cut” of collapse, and will that will be included in the separation of the two thousand years?
Asked only a little farther away, the Duke turned his gaze once again to his lying daughter.
"I see."
To the voices of the fuzzy man, Il Cuore regains consciousness somewhat.
"If Bell told the brave man that he didn't want a world like this, would he be happy to end it?"
The Devil Duke breathes briefly in front of the man who grinned lightly. Every time this man changes his appearance and appearance, his personality changes dramatically, but this kind of place--- "essence” still doesn't change a bit.
"A history that ends with a broken heart of a human daughter is also quite... and it might be interesting to end that brave man"
'... well, the muscle writing around here doesn't matter to me. Recently, El Fione, who was in Ediana, was shackled and set free. "
"Oh, I saw Pachyva. I thought so. I don't know how, but Bell is the current contractor."
'Did you give it up? Elle?? To that kid????
The man, cleverly raised a single eyebrow and surprised, let him look gently into the night sky with his hands on the stick.
"I have an unusual daughter. No, maybe it was El Fione who changed. '
In that line I said, in that gaze I was directed, I hinted at an event.
“Are you sure?" he said.
The man who took it laughed. "That's okay."
I put my words on silent air and gave them back to the man I asked.
"That? What about him? Did you take that kid home??
A cute fool whose incense intended for the child of man fell at last.
It was also for that idiot who noticed but actively left it at the edge of his sight.
"We're leaving."
If you whisper with a voice that is short and still includes tenderness enough, the fool will get up on his knees squeaking and asking about his dissatisfaction.
"Why didn't you compete? I would have won, Master Il Cuore. And if you had covered for me, I would have won."
Are you a pervert of truth with yourself who thinks you're a good old, pucky, cheeky, irresistible fool child, and still cute there, etc.? and. The old man rides off his disdain for himself and says:
"You idiot. You're the one who can beat me. Give yourself up."
To my beloved, who mumbled and pressed silently on the word, the word that came out with an accidental mouth.
"... is it something that makes you not know the strength of your opponent when there is so much difference in strength"
Did it work to say sorry everywhere, there were slightly moist signs of eyes peeking into the blonde hair.
"Ugh! Why such a poisonous tongue!!
'I don't care if you say so... You know, you've been pretty handed off. Parameters in that body… equivalent to seeing, high ground (base). How much time did it take to create it? You dealt with me without magic, thank that man.'
That's all we talked about, and later we tried to blame it on him, and Il Cuore drew his own formation, paving the way for a twist.
Seeing his own adoptive parents go there without looking back, the young man turned slightly toward Tung, but when he realized what a man looked like who was going to check this one out at the moment he disappeared into formation. I stand in a hurry and disappear as if I were rushing across the red line left waiting for me.
Around that time, the sky was blue-white in the light of dawn.
At some point the buzzing noise also sounded smaller with an aftertaste, only Bell noticed, and that's how the festival came to an end.