My Pet Is a Holy Maiden

Oh, it's that dream again today.

He clearly realized that it was a dream.

"This is a dream," is that what you call a conscious dream, a clear dream or something? And, thinking about what doesn't matter, Tatsumi looks at her usual dreams like some other HR.

Is the place in the basement somewhere? Not so big - as big as a school classroom - in a dim room, one woman was praying in a kneeling position.

All the surroundings are stone built. Walls, floors, and ceilings. That appearance was why Tatsumi guessed that might be the basement.

The only light source is a number of candles that shake at all costs.

Is the age of a woman something like twenty years old? Until recently, Tatsumi, who was a freshman in high school - but a second freshman - looks the same age or a little older.

Long, straight hair with more than hips.

The hair shines on Zhu Jin in the red light of the candle, but the actual color may be blonde. Isn't that also a guy called Platinum Blonde, more white than gold?

I don't know the color of my eyes. Because her eyes are now focused on prayer or remain closed.

Western as a race. Nevertheless, I also feel somewhere subtly different from the Americans or the British that Tatsumi knows. Well, I don't know Tatsumi until she's familiar with the race, but I'm pretty sure she's extremely pretty.

Sharp jaw lines on muscular nose beams. The arrangement of each part is also really exquisite. It was just a little shame that the woman was closing her eyes for prayer.

If you look closely, you could see poor lips like petals moving constantly. Apparently in a language that Tatsumi doesn't understand, he casts something like a spell or a celebration.

Virgin.

Fu, such a word comes up behind Tatsumi's brain.

A woman who is now praying in her dreams may have come up with such a word because she is more like a priest than a so-called wizard.

In that dream that Tatsumi sees, the Virgin was always eager to pray.

I woke up.

In a blurry state of sleep, Tatsumi thinks as she stares at the ceiling she is completely accustomed to seeing.

Since when? It was when he began to dream of this.

Tatsumi thought about it for a while, remembering what the Virgin looked like in her dreams.

Did you start dreaming about a year ago? At first it was about once a month. Still, as I dreamed the same dream over and over, I noticed its anomaly.

And gradually the interval between dreaming is getting shorter.

It became twice and three times a month, eventually once a week, then once every three days. And now, I dream of that Virgin almost every day.

Was it about ten days before I started dreaming about her every day?

I realize that Tatsumi has the keyword "ten days ago".

"... ten days ago...? That's the day I lost him... Chico..."

Chico. That was the last, and beloved, family name left to him.

About a year and six months ago now. Tatsumi's parents and sister left the world in a car accident.

To celebrate Tatsumi's brilliant passing of the high school she aspired to, and on her way to a certain hot spring with her family. A large sleeping truck crashed into the private car his father was driving.

Of course, Tatsumi was in the car. Only he miraculously took his life, but the rest of his family almost died instantly.

Large truck front expanding into a glass of windows. After that, Tatsumi doesn't remember much either. Because he himself had been unconscious for several days in an accident.

Tatsumi, severely injured by several fractures in her entire body, was forced to live in hospital for more than two months even after regaining consciousness.

And in those two months, his living conditions changed completely.

Tatsumi lost her parents and sister at once in an accident.

The family's funeral was taken care of by the neighbors after Tatsumi was discharged. The cost of the funeral was apparently paid at a later date from the family's insurance.

Fortunately, it seems that the insurance money is going to go down enough to allow him to live until he grows up. The lawyer who was in charge of this area explained this to me, but honestly I don't remember much detail.

Nevertheless, there is no way that Tatsumi, who has just enrolled in high school and is a minor, can manage the rest of the insurance money, etc.

The administration of the insurance premiums, for example, was to be left to his paternal aunt, the sole relative.

Tatsumi remembers that her aunt was certainly unmarried in her mid-thirties.

Because my aunt lives quite far from where Tatsumi and the others lived, and she's a person who has very little that we can usually call tough. Moreover, the aunt was so busy at work that she did not even show her face at the funeral of Tatsumi's family.

Moreover, the aunt completely refused to take care of Tatsumi, who had become alone.

"I will be your guarantor or guardian for you to live in. But other than that, let's not interfere with each other, shall we? Or you, go into some facility?

My aunt told me this directly, and Tatsumi nodded without saying anything.

Thus my aunt became the sole guardian of the documents, and Tatsumi's life began alone.

Costs of school and living expenses are transferred to the account as much as is necessary each month. Is this all my aunt does well, or is that the kind of contract she's had from the start?

Maybe my aunt is on her own nostalgia for some of the insurance money that is supposed to be transferred.

I didn't have to think about that, Tatsumi, but I didn't dare to look into it, and I didn't mean to touch it.

You could have sued your aunt where she deserved to be as a guardian.

But then my aunt would be disqualified as a guardian and Tatsumi would have to go into some facility. It was Tatsumi's choice that living alone would be better now.

Disposed of a house where he lived with his family, Tatsumi moved to an apartment near the school.

Until then, the entire house where Tatsumi lived was too big to live alone, and maintenance costs such as taxes would not be foolish. And most importantly, it was too spicy for Tatsumi to live alone in that house where memories of her late family were stained.

It was Tatsumi who passed the corner aspirational school, but it was difficult to say that his high school life went well.

Tatsumi spent the first few months of her new life on the hospital bed.

Even when he was discharged, painful rehabilitation awaited him afterwards. When Tatsumi returned to everyday life after all of rehab, the school had already entered the summer vacation at the end of the first semester.

Tatsumi was absent for the whole first semester of high school. Naturally, he has been a floating presence in school since the second semester.

Tatsumi suddenly showed up at school from the second semester. The classmates seemed to have been informed of Tatsumi's misfortune in advance, and everyone had treated him to touch the swelling.

I have not been bullied or mean, but I am somewhat uncomfortable and Tatsumi is often alone.

I can't keep up with my other classmates because my grades have also taken a whole semester off.

As a result, grades were falling more and more, and at some point it was a faster fall to count from the bottom.

Still, Tatsumi kept going to high school because she was so happy that her late family had passed high school.

Tatsumi keeps going to high school to meet her family's thoughts.

But my grades aren't fragrant, I don't have a club to punch in, and I don't have a presence that I can call a close friend.

Eventually I realized, I was just inert and going to high school.

Even if inert, Tatsumi was able to look forward because he had a last remaining family member named Chico.

Chico did not participate in the example family vacation and left a message at home. As a result, there was no loss of life in the accident.

Cheeko will be waiting for me when I get back to my apartment.

With that thought alone, Tatsumi was living his days.

But.

The time has come for us to break up with our beloved Chico.

Cheeko and Tatsumi met more than ten years ago. As a birthday present for young Tatsumi, my parents made me meet with Chico.

Tatsumi and Chico have been together ever since.

I took care of Cheeko's meal, which I still couldn't eat myself.

After Cheeko grew up, we ate ice cream together in the hot summer months. Together, in the cold winter months, we got round in the torch.

In the spring we went for a walk together, and in the fall we enjoyed all kinds of fruits together.

If Chico got sick, Tatsumi held him and ran into the hospital, and when Tatsumi caught a cold, Chico stared at him with a somewhat worrying face.

It was such a beloved cheeko for Tatsumi, but the breakup of longevity was imminent.

It was just ten days ago that Chico gave her full life.

In Tatsumi's arms, Cheeko took his breath away to sleep. Tatsumi still clearly remembers how she felt at that time.

Cheeko's body with a warm and fluffy feel. That feeling of fear that gradually gets cold.

Tatsumi cried quietly all night in an apartment with no one but herself.

Cry, cry, keep crying. Still, when the night dawned, he went to the neighboring river plain with a completely cold body of Chico, where he buried the remains of Chico.

Put up a small grave, before which it is wild grass but accompanied by flowers.

Keep your hands together in front of the grave, and Tatsumi prays for Cheeko's blessings.

Forever, ever. Tatsumi prayed in front of Cheeko's grave.

I've always wanted to pray if I could, but I can't do that either.

High school life was in its second spring. No, it's practically the first spring for Tatsumi.

Tatsumi, who also underperformed and was absent for the entire semester, had been decided by the retention year earlier last year. As a result, Tatsumi hadn't been to high school for a day since her new class.

The reason I didn't go to school is because I've been there for years, but I wanted to be with Cheeko, who started showing aging more than that.

Tatsumi accompanied Cheeko so rarely that he never went to school and, on the contrary, even left the room.

Now that Cheeko had fulfilled his tenure, he had made one decision. Yes, your decision to quit school.

Now that we have no close friends and have lost Chico, who was the support of our hearts, there is no total untrained in high school life.

When Tatsumi returns to her apartment, she goes to school dressed in uniform for the first time in a long time.

Instead of the classroom, he went directly to the staff room, and just silently handed the discharge notice to his first face-to-face tenure.

His tenure also seemed to anticipate to some extent, although words tried to hold him back, enthusiasm was not felt there, and Tatsumi's high school life thus closed the curtain lightly.

Then. I started dreaming about the Virgin of Examples every night.

Tatsumi pulled the grief of losing Chico into her apartment's own room.

There is nothing to do during the day, and I spend a good night staring at the birdcage where Chico once was, diving into bed at night, dreaming of the Virgin as an example.

Tatsumi, who lived that life repeatedly for ten days.

There was a total lack of hope of life for him right now.

Rising from her bed, Tatsumi takes the cell phone she left on her pillow and manipulates it to display and view in turn the many pictures of Chico.

"Cheeko... me... what am I supposed to do...? Alone... Without you, I..."

repeated inquiries over and over the last ten days.

Tatsumi stares at Cheeko's face, who looks at this one with an unusual look, in the small screen of his cell phone.

Circled eyes.

Soft body wrapped in grey feathers close to silver.

In that, the head is stunning pure white.

White-faced species of wolf main co.

That was Cheeko, his beloved and last family, who grew up with Tatsumi more than he did when he was young.