Mr. Osma finishes drinking the coffee he brewed for me, recovers some fatigue, and then rises.

And as I thanked Osma and tried to walk away from the spot... Osma opened her mouth.

"Ah-miyama-kun"

"Yes?"

"It might be an extra favor, but can I just advise you as an elder?

"Yeah, yeah, definitely, please"

Mr. Osma looks at me with tender eyes and continues his words as he hands on his bossy hair.

"You are a kind and humble good young man. But in some cases, I want you to remember that humility is not a virtue."

"... Huh?

"Miyama-kun, you think you're sorry to have to help someone... somewhere in your heart, right? No, I'm not saying it badly. My uncle knows you're consciously trying to fix it."

……

That was previously pointed out to Ms. Shea. He said it was my own power, including the bond that would help me...

Mr. Osma's right, I've been trying since then to fix it as consciously as I can think. Just, yeah. After all, is it the original personality or the accustomed to it so far... I still think there's a part of me that feels sorry for me somewhere.

"My uncle thinks Miyama-kun is too hard to think about. I think it would be nice to feel a little looser."

"Feels loose, is it?

"Yeah. The people who can help you, they all like you and work with you. You don't have to think hard. Help because I like it. Miama, you don't think it's hard to help a kid you like, do you? That's what I'm saying."

"... right"

"Everybody, somebody's getting help. Uncle, even the Six Kings, even the Creating God... is being helped by someone more than living with a heart. So, in that case, you just have to say one word." Thank you. "

"... Yes!

After Mr. Osma said that and laughed gently, he stroked my head a little ramblingly with Gashigashi.

"Well, you're going to have a lot of trouble. There will be plenty to help, and there will be plenty to help."

"Yes."

"I think we're going to have a lot of worries, and we're going to suffer. That's good too...... you can try a lot and try to fail. You're still young. You'll be more and more attractive just for the pile." Compromise is a hassle, you just have to remember it slowly when you're about your uncle. "

That was really, disgusting advice from the elderly.

You can worry, you can fail... because you can only grow for that amount and such kind words of support.

"... I can't believe it. Weren't those serious words in your uncle's pattern?"

"No, thank you! I don't know, well, let's do a lot of hard work... and I could think again."

"Well, that would have been nice."

Saying so, stroking my head again, Mr. Osma takes his hands off and smiles calmly.

I felt that the method of adding the tobacco I removed again was somehow like the cool of an adult.

So, is it? Though thick, a certain word poked his mouth out.

"... If you get worried again, can I talk to you?

"I think talking to your uncle is a candidate mistake?

"I don't think so."

"Uh-huh. Really? Well, if you want to be a snug uncle, come visit me anytime... I'll treat you to a coffee or something"

"Yes! Thank you!

With a bitter smile, I still say thank you again deeply to Osma, who told me a little farther away that I could come and talk to him at any time.

"Yeah. Well, then, was Agni's next? Good luck ~"

Having said that, I gently interviewed Mr. Osma, who waved small, and followed the scene for the next arena with Anima.

Proceed alongside Anima for the fifth arena.

On the stamp card at hand are four extra-large stamps, a testament to the defeat of the King of War Five. The stamp on the attraction I attended on the road, as it has nothing to do with heading to Mr. Megido, doesn't count...... the fifth one next. It's the last one.

"Your husband, Hummingbird..."

"Yeah? It's from Mr. Lilia."

When I was feeling somewhere emotional, just at that time I received a hummingbird from Lilia.

Anything, Lilia and the others have finished trying Mr. Bacchus' arena, in the opposite order from me...... he's headed to Mr. Agni's arena next to Mr. Bacchus. 'Can we rendezvous there?' It was closed with a sentence.

In fact, it was just the right time, so we sent a reply that we were on our way to Mr. Agni's arena and decided to rendezvous there.

I was hoping so, I just wanted to speed up my walk a little, and the hem of my clothes was picked modestly.

"... Huh? Anima?"

"Oh, but I'm sorry!? One, with..."

"No, I'm fine... what's going on?

"Yes, no, the..."

Asked tilting her neck if she needed anything, Anima shrugged in a rare, small voice for her as she blushed and leaned down.

"... Bu, I know it's disrespectful... er... Um..."

"Yeah?"

"Also, just a little more... 'alone'... so... the... sorry too! It's nothing!

……

That's very rare, no, probably the first time I've been told since I met Anima... it was a small, modest endeavor.

I couldn't say enough words until the end, but I still understood what Anima was looking for... and to be honest, I was happy.

So I told Anima to look up deep down and open her mouth with a smile as gently as I could.

"... Actually, I'm hungry because I moved around earlier. I want to eat something. I'll tell Lilia and the others we're gonna be a little late, so why don't you hang out with me?

"Master...... Yes, yes! Happy!"

"Well, it looks like there's a food and beverage store over there, so let's go"

"Yes! Oh, the... your husband"

"Yeah?"

"... thank you"

He smiled at the understated words of gratitude and headed with Anima to the area lined up with the store.

Dear Mother, Father - I don't know what Mr. Osma feels like, an adult man, like he's going to depend on me... I'm really glad we met. And that's a different story, but I got to go out with Anima's little self. No, I don't think so. This, yes. She barely makes a request from herself, the first time she spoke to me - it was a lovely favor.