Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

Me and Lorraine face each other in front of the orphanage door.

Which knocks the knocker, that's what I was thinking.

"... go ahead"

When I say that,

"No, it's you"

and coming back from Lorraine.

Lorraine boiled her work for a while, and she wouldn't give up.

"... you have no choice..."

So I touched the knocker and slapped him.

Then it was decided,

Baki.

The knocker itself comes off, along with the sound of

"... I knew it. That's why I didn't like it..."

Lorraine looks at me with a sigh, but I had already given out super strong slime adhesive.

"You're ready..."

Lorraine reached for the adhesive, even though she told me like she was frightened, but today it's rare,

"Yes, which one..."

And people came out of the orphanage before we could stake out the knockers.

Shit, I thought it was too late.

The little girl's eyes came out of the gap in the door, and after she recognized our faces, she found it obvious she was moving into our hands.

And then I look at the knocker in Lorraine's hand and I open my eyes.

"Yes, no! Hold on, hold on. This is it, originally... yes, originally!

and around Lorraine started making excuses, the girl,

"We were all talking about it that we need to fix. You were surprised to come off, weren't you? I'm sorry."

And I came to say amazing facts.

"... that I need to fix it... after all, originally?

"It was broken. But if you stick it together with a bit of glue, it sticks so it stays that way..."

At last, he was doing the same thing as us.

Lorraine dropped her shoulder disappointingly,

"... then say so quickly..."

And he shrugged.

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"Once upon a time, there was one man..."

The girl in the orphanage led me to a chapel that was making money inside the orphanage.

So Alize is opening the book and reading it to the little ones.

The book is famous......

"Traveler heading west"? Yarlan, too. "

Lorraine says the title of the book.

It's a famous fairy tale in Yarlan, and it's definitely one of those things that children and adults know.

The point is that simple, westbound travelers meet different people and solve different problems.

I don't see why you're heading west.

Or an arrangement at home is made there.

People change the purpose of heading west.

There is a home breeze, it is also an interesting part.

That's a lot, to go see a lover in the distance.

And then I said to my brothers and sisters, and my parents, to go see my family.

Lorraine... how she grew up being asked.

"At Lorraine's, what are travelers going west?

"Me? I... to go see Sage Who Knows Everything, I guess. Travelers head west one day realizing they don't know anything. There's a wise man who knows all the answers in the world."

Sounds like Lorraine.

I wonder if this happened because I grew up listening to that.

Probably because I had eyes to say so.

Lorraine tells me too.

"What about you like that? What do travelers do, to the west?

"Oh... my place could have changed"

"What do you mean?

Interestingly, Lorraine looks at me.

I answer.

"... there is no purpose. If you insist, you go west looking for a purpose. Because there might be something there."

And Lorraine got an indescribable look, and then she nodded,

"Maybe that's funny. I see, if you ask and raise something like that, can a man like you do it? Convinced."

And they say what I think of Lorraine.

Well, it's nothing. It's not like this alone will determine your life or anything, but it's probably one of those things that's getting into a part of your mind.

So my personality comes out a little bit.

"I wonder what Alize is going to do."

That's what I whine about.

Of course, for the purpose of travellers.

Lorraine is

"... because Alize is a girl too. Mostly to see my girlfriend, so why not?

That's why we're going through a hard time, and we're going through a whole journey.

For once, a traveler's gender is a man, but sometimes he changes that much when he becomes a fancy person.

That way, when you structure the story to meet the lover, for the purpose of saying, you can either talk about a man traveler traveling hard for a woman's lover, or a woman traveler hurrying to her lover while she struggles.

It is a muscle to listen to often and both seem easy to accept for little girls and are popular.

Bad reception for boys, on the other hand.

Because they don't know much about love yet.

Around there, a girl would say she's a small but fine woman.

Seems to tell the difference between the growth of men and women, and it's interesting there too.

"I don't think Alize feels in love."

"Really?

"You mean you're kind of rusty, that year, and you're already trying to grow up"

To my assessment, Lorraine, with a convinced face,

"Oh, you mean that. When you're young and struggling, you tend to be realistic. So did Alize?

"Yes, yes."

I am impressed and snort deeply at the frankness with which you have spoken what I cannot speak well.

But Lorraine doesn't seem to agree with that opinion,

"... that's why I can't even think about rejecting you and waiting for the Prince of the White Horse"

Say so.

Well, surely... you can't say you don't.

But either way,

"It's something you can tell if you ask. Let's sit down and ask."

That being said, I stepped into the chapel securely and sat at its end.

Me and Lorraine, we've got a lot of drilling to do as adventurers.

It is before breakfast to completely reject the signs for the degree of children in the orphanage.

In fact, it was completely unnoticed and Alize kept reading.

"... in those days, men come up with, uh, traveling west"

You're still the first one.

After Alize's voice,

"How did that person travel?

and the little boy's voice sounded.

I don't know if it's because I've heard of other muscles, or if I simply cared.

That was a question that would determine the continuation of the story.

Alize answers the boy's question.

"This man was a cook. That's why we went west to find new recipes. The western country is very much where culture has progressed…"

It was a little cheaper than the colour, but I can tell you that my predictions were more correct anyway.

As a result of being realistic, I took more food than my lover.

"My loss... no, I'm not fighting anything"

That was Lorraine who said so, but he is a subtly regrettable face.

On the other hand, I smiled like a proud winner.

Lorraine grinding and toothpicking.

I don't care about our existence like that, Alize's story goes on.