"Uh-oh!
"Eat this!
"" Dragoon Howling!!
Canade's fist, Tania's tail, and Sola and Luna's magic intercepted the demons.
About thirty minutes to enter the ancient castle and explore inside.
I still can't find the demon clan that seems to be behind this.
Instead, demons appeared sporadically and attacked, but everyone was repelling all of them.
Seeing its full activity makes Rifa look impressed.
"Wow."
"Guys, I can count on you."
"Even though it's the same most powerful species, I feel stronger than I do. Differences in experience? But that's not all..."
Rifa, who said so, looked at everyone with somewhere flattering eyes.
"Does Rifa want to be strong?
"Yeah."
"Ready to answer. You got a reason?
"I want to be like your brother"
"Does Rifa have brothers?
"Yeah. One up there. Proud brother."
Always a faceless rifa, but now he looked somewhat proud.
I guess that's all I care about my brother.
But it soon turns into a dark face.
He looked like he was about to cry out.
"What's going on...?
"Sorry. Just a moment, I remember your brother and I got sentimental"
"Maybe..."
"Mm-hmm. Your brother... he's not here anymore. He died here."
Before we spoke, I remembered a story about a ghost attack and a payback.
The participant at that time is... I guess Rifa's brother.
"You were... that's what happened"
"Your brother is my pride. So I take revenge."
That's what Rifa said, gripping hard on the sickle pattern produced by blood.
I don't know how Rifa feels. But I still felt a little too much.
You'd better pull some shoulder strength out.
Nevertheless, I think that's quite difficult in this situation.
What's a good way...
"... if you like, can you let me know about Rifa's brother?
I thought of it, and I asked him that.
Rifa looked so sweet when she spoke of your brother.
"Why?"
"Somehow. I'm not saying I can't if it's hard to think back..."
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's hard for your brother to die. But memories are delightful. No problem."
"Then, okay?
"Mmm. I don't mind."
Looking lightly forward, I left this one to me, and Canade winked at me like that.
He was guessing this situation before he said anything.
Really, I can count on you.
I decided to be sweet with everyone here, and I'll focus on talking to Rifa.
By doing so, I want to unwind her mind.
"Your brother is so smart. Not only that, it's strong. Top of our class."
"Top of the list of ghosts...... hmm I can't imagine"
"Why?"
"The strength of the strongest species is out of digit, so I can't imagine it close to me. Yes. How strong is your brother compared to Rifa?
"A thousand times"
"Huh?"
"Your brother is a thousand times stronger than I am"
While he looked proud somehow, Rifa ran out of words clearly.
Probably Mr. Tin or Mr. Al, that kind of class.
I guess that's how strong you are, I kind of understood that.
Well, that would be a thousand times too much...
Conversely, it is a testament to how proud Rifa admires and is of her brother.
"I admired your brother and I tried to be strong, too. I trained him."
"Is that why Rifa is strong"
"But not yet. It doesn't reach your brother at all. Your brother is 1,000 times stronger than I am."
We got more digits.
"Then we have to work hard so we can be strong."
"Yeah."
"If there's anything we can do, I can help."
"Really?"
"Of course."
"Then... yeah. I knew no."
Speaking of something, Rifa swallows the words.
What did you almost say?
I care, but the story moves on before I ask.
"I want to be strong like your brother, but your brother didn't seem to feel good about me being strong"
"Really?
"Yeah. I'm a girl, so I should do something girly, not fight or anything," he said.
"I see. Well, that's an understandable story."
"Do you think Rayne should be a girl too?
"Hmmm...... I wonder"
It may be an anachronistic idea, but I think girls should be girly.
Well...... watching everyone is going to blow that idea away too.
"Mm-hmm. Rain's with your brother, too"
Rifa swelled her cheeks, feeling like a plump.
"Me, I want to be like your brother. And yet your brother says, don't do that. Mean."
"I don't think you're being mean."
"Why?"
"I know because I'm a man too... a man is a little selfish, or there's something I want a girl to do. Even more so if it's someone you care about."
"Yes... masculinity is complicated"
He doesn't seem very convinced.
Can't you help it?
I want this to happen, because there's something I'm pushing.
"Rayne could be similar to your brother"
"Really?
"Mmm."
Rifa stared at me.
"... stroke my head"
"Huh? Why?
"Your brother stroked my head a lot. So stroke Rayne, too."
I don't understand why...
I gently stroked my head if Rifa wanted it.
"Ahhh."
Rifa becomes a tranced face.
It's something with a very pleasant face, so this one also has the strength to stick to the hand you stroke.
Rifa had her eyes fixed, and she was about to drool...
I lost it so much, and the way I returned it to me, my gaze focuses.
"Dangerous. I was about to be captivated"
"Uh... you liked it?
"Yeah. Of Rain. Then it feels good. You're no better than your brother."
"Thanks?"
For once, you're being praised, this.
"Just stroke some more."
"Nice."
Whatever you want.
It's not that big of a deal, so I'm gonna go on and stroke Rifa's head.
Slowly and gently.
Pompous and light.
So, how long has it been?
"... brother..."
Rifa spilled a muscle of tears.
You must be remembering your brother.
I can't wait to wipe Rifa's tears with my fingertips.
After that feeling, I saw this one as Rifa was surprised.
"Ah... Rain"
"I'm sorry. Did I remind you of something hard?
"Yeah...... I can't believe it's hard. Because it's about your brother. But... I was crying. Oh my... I was crying."
It's like I just realized I was crying.
Rifa looks at the tears on my fingertips... then she does her hand on her own cheek.
Tears touched Rifa's hand.
"……………"
Rifa nodded again, staring at her wet hands.
Consolidation in the same position…
Eventually, I close my hands.
That was such a sight, like consolidating determination.
I'm sure you think of your brother and your people in your heart.
How we should face them, what words we should dedicate and how we should deal with them.
Think about that...... and I guess I'm in the middle of turning those thoughts into strong beliefs.
"Rain."
Slightly, Rifa raised her face.
Those eyes are not wet in tears.
Instead it was filled with strong determination.
"Let's go"
"Oh."
Take Rifa's hand, and we'll go with our people to the deepest part of the Old Castle.