I want to protect you in this hand.

I'm Maria. I'm almost 14 years old. Today, Zash and Cliff, plus Dan, traveled to the King's Capital. Zash stared forward and was filled with hope. She's easy to understand.

Nico and Blanc became adventurers, and me and Sophie earned regular income, so we all talked and decided to break up the party once. I'm not going through the lamb. From here it will work with a combination of Zash and Cliff, Nico and Blanc, and me and Sophie.

"You're free."

"Maria, what's the sudden matter?

"'Cause, Sophie, you don't have to worry about Zash and Cliff not being able to do it anymore."

"I don't know, I'm a little nervous. Besides, Nico and Blanc are still here."

"Yes, it is."

Zash and Cliff for me, like my brother. Same year, but I'm trying to pull it off, but I'm losing my foot, I'm frowning, and I'm about to cold-blooded. When I became an adventurer, I thought about what to do with it going too far, but thanks to Arsh, I got my feet on the ground. That's graduating today, too.

I was born in Cece, the city of Harbor. Like me, with blue eyes on my blonde hair, I remember it being a beautiful mother and a handsome father. The mother of the little merchant's daughter said she had been spotted by a big shop bonbong.

But I guess my father didn't have any business talent. By the time I felt comfortable, I think it had already fallen. My father, my mother and I were three, and we moved back to King's Capital, almost living together, but eventually my father stopped returning. Before my mother took me, I had a father, beautiful blonde hair, blue-eyed daughter, and she laughed happily.

From there my mother began to live a rough life, and eventually I grew up beautiful, too, to be targeted. My mother couldn't protect me. I shook off my chasing hand and I dived into a passing carriage. And we got to Merrill.

So I'm not exactly an orphan. Perhaps both my father and mother are alive. And I'm not going to see you again. For me like that, these golden hair and blue eyes are more of a curse. Beautiful moments, they'll all compliment you. But as soon as it starts to wither, I go to the new flowers. And again today, I'm attracted only to my appearance, and bugs come by.

"Oh, it's Nico."

Sophie notices. Nico's coming straight this way. Always narrow your sleepy eyes. Since when? Nico's gaze crossed mine. I had to look up to get my eyes together.

"Maria, this"

"Well, Lilia's flower, just right, I'm going to the dining room!

"" Ah. "

Nico's hand, which Sophie took away the bouquet of flowers, goes up and down.

"Thank you, spring flower."

"I was wondering if you were well."

"Why?"

"Zash's gone."

"Well, you're gonna miss me."

"Right."

"Well, I'll be there."

"See you at dinner."

"Ooh."

Pick up one fallen Lilia flower and gently hold it in your chest.

If you have those eyes that stare straight, like your hips, like the sky, I don't think this golden hair is bad either.

Then I shall stand in the light.

Yours, until that hand is reached.