The day we head out to the city.
We had lunch at the church and I quickly changed my shape.
As before, don't be foolish about choosing orange glamorous clothes, etc., but pair the familiar round collar blouse with a calm flared skirt with a thick tea spread. It's a plain classification among the clothes I brought from home, but I tried to emphasize ease of movement.
Fashionable? At least, at least.
Reis was the same and simpler best figure, but he still looks good, so I'm angry to see him as if he was wearing a first-class product.
Such a proper spiritual crystal was raised in his neck. She hasn't let go of her skin since she got it. I can't see the cloudiness, so I would like to reiterate that I still missaw the one at that time.
The sky is clear day after day, and the wind over the hair of the gold tea is pleasant.
Following Reyce's voice, "Let's go," we left the church behind.
If you go out into the city, the lively sounds and sights pour in all at once.
There is not always a quiet air in the church, the noise made my heart bounce.
Food and beverage shops seem to be busy, either for noon or in the shops where they live. Next to a wooden sign with plates and the like, a small bell, which was also at the entrance to the church, rang modestly with chillin chillin, as if to welcome visitors.
I couldn't observe it carefully the first time I stepped in, but it's still a vibrant and good city.
Between those who go cobblestones, there is also a glimpse of the spirits.
No burns when touched, the spirits of fire in the figure of a tortoise bearing a burning armor.
Swimming through the universe rocking a watery tail, the water spirits in the same figure of fish as Wall.
It's fun to see anywhere.
"That's funny over there and over here, Sue!
"Yes."
Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow. You look in a good mood.
Reyce is distancing himself to the point of not leaving, silently observing how we are. You're rarely paying attention to me, and that's how you're thorough with the air, which is most gratifying to me right now.
Or Race's attitude towards me has softened, although only slightly since he came to church, than when he was reunited. Precisely since I started wearing that spiritual crystal?
The tingling atmosphere was also thin, and yesterday, Lore, he spoke of the invitation, even though it was your request.
You can see the Spirit, and your heart's a little cleansed or something?
... Anything?
Well, it's just my fault. So what's the story?
If I'm caught off guard, they can say and do painful things again, so I'm also apprenticing Wal to be more vigilant about Reis.
"Not that way, this way"
When I was about to take my wings off, Leis pointed to the alley between the store and the store and called out.
We were talking about finishing Lace's errands first, so we follow his guidance honestly here.
The alley, sandwiched by brick walls, is narrow, difficult to reach the sunlight and dim. I'm not lost in the footsteps of Reis going forward, but the hustle and bustle of people are on the way to getting anxious.
When I finally got out of the open, I got a view of the Potsung and the building of a shop.
It's a well-appointed two-story shop, with 'Leon's Pharmacy' written in cluttered letters at the wooden entrance.
A pharmacist?
"Just take what you were ordering. You'll be done in a minute," Reyce said, opening the door and proceeding to the store.
The ageing wooden slab floor made an unpleasant noise as he stepped in. The smell of nostrils drifting from the countless bottles of medicine arranged on the shelves and herbaceous things suspended from the ceiling is filled with countless mixes in spaces that are never large.
Is it my fault that there are a lot of somewhat suspicious medicines?
"Hmm? Customer? Oh, there you are, Mr. Reyes. I'm ready."
What emerged from behind the counter was another suspicious figure, pulling Davodavo's white coat and wearing wild glasses. She has light green hair like algae and unhealthy blue and white skin.
Looks like he's the only one in the store, and is this Mr. Algae Leon the store owner? Reis seems to be a regular, a response we're used to each other.
"Um? Race, you're the one with the girl. It's unusual. Lover? Sister?"
"Yimo......!?
"... don't slap me for nothing. Give me what you just asked for."
More than my lover, oddly enough, I was shocked that I was treated younger than Reis. Even though I'm two more upstairs.
Doesn't even move to a stare like Race's sharp blade tip, he replies, "Yes, yes," and takes the brown paper bag out from under the counter.
I don't know what medication it is because I can't see the contents, but then I accidentally raised my dismay at the amount out of Mr. Leon's mouth.
"Ha, high......!? In my realm, I can buy a small piece of land...! What the hell is it?!?
"Because I make it on special order. As normal as this. Okay? Um, sleeping pills."
"Suimiyaku...?
Why would Leis do something like that? Insomnia, actually?
If he was tilting his little neck, Rayce pulled the bag out of Mr. Leon's hand, not to mention telling him not to have an extra conversation. But at that moment, the things inside pop up.
The corny rolling vial on the floor reached my feet.
I bend over, pick it up, look at the letters and flower paintings on the label, and I squeal unexpectedly.
"Ricola Flowers......"
If you look closely, the liquid in the bottle is also the red of those flowers, very similar to Reyce's blood-colored eyes.
But could there have been ingredients in Licora's flowers that would have been used for sleeping pills? I do think that Licora's flowers are a medicine that helps with headaches and rough skin… Another thing that I think worked, but I don't think it was like inducing sleep.
"Oh, you know what? That flower. I can take a ton of it in some realm. It's a regular sleeping pill, Mr. Reyes, because I said it wouldn't work, so I mixed it up by mistake. So that sleeping pill whose flowers are the main ingredient, if you ask me, is reserved for you, Rayce."
Soon Mr. Leon, who had come beside me, picked the vial out of my hand with his tiny fingertips. And hand it to Reyce in a flowing motion.
To the chatty Mr. Leon. Reyce paid a lot of money and just tried to leave the store, but the door opened up momentously there.