Ohanabatake no Maousama

The stage of the bare amateur was still going on two hours later. Certain guests, including those on stage, are certainly enthusiastic. But most of the guests had gone away as soon as they saw something boring.

Needless to say, this is a huge failure for the box office. However, there is no indication that Amoena failed. In his satisfying profile, he felt even the sense of accomplishment that the purpose was achieved.

So did she expect this to happen? However, it's hard to imagine that this ridiculous thing would be worthwhile ... At least Kudels didn't understand.

What did Amoena want to do? No, than that.

Kudels lifted himself behind his long bangs, biting his back teeth so strongly that they could click.

"Amoena-san. Why are you smiling so innocently?"

The words spill from the lips of Kuders, as if they spilled from the creaking heart. . Yes, in the time I spent with Kudels, she never looked so happily and satisfied.

――This is not absolutely acceptable. Kudels is even angry and dizzy when wondering if this is more important than himself.

What on earth have you been dissatisfied with? She said that she had broken her heart and did her best for her.

Kudels's muttering, as if pushed out of the depths of hell, is swept away by a light-sounding bandoneon and reaches no one's ears. However, Amoena's full expression undermined Kudels's own heart. He is scorched and is beginning to swirl the black smoke, but no one notices that.

And then, when the unreasonable uproar was over and the audience was all over in the dusk. Amoena muttered Potulli.

"... This is why I stick to line dancing."

Suddenly, Kudels cannot answer. But he did not ask back. When I opened my mouth now, I could see the flame of jealousy spit out as words.

Amoena begins to speak quietly without knowing such a conflict.

"Today's dance is the winter dance, but ... the winter season is a very harsh season for poor rural villages. Every year, many people die. No food to eat, no warming. "

Amoena's eyes, as she talks, look far away, reflecting the icy winter scene in spite of the sweltering summer. For Koders, who does not know the suffering of hunger, it is a completely unknown feeling.

"That's why before the winter comes, we'll talk aloud, because if you're about to die from starvation, or if you're about to die from freezing, you might still be better off selling to people in the city. So that you can eat even small amounts of food. ''

Did you remember the grim sight? Amoena's words shimmered faintly and faint sobbing began to mix. But she doesn't notice that Kuders' eyes are starting to get cold.

"That's why the other name for that dance is called" separate dance. "A dance that fills the sadness that can never be met again with fun memories."

That cheapness and frenzy will certainly make sense. But Kudels couldn't accept it.

"But why did you do that today? To be honest, today's stage was the worst."

"Don't say that. It's Kuders who asked why I stick to line dancing, right?"

That being said, Kudels must be silent. However, I couldn't deny that it was just a matter of speaking.

"The customers who were dancing together on today's stage were the hometown people who were sold to the city with their mouths down. Well, they can never return to their hometowns. Perhaps the first person to think of line dancing is from the same region, and I'm just allowed to return to the village when I'm also doing line dance. Because

Amoena gets drunk with her own words, contrary to the mind of Kudels, who keeps cooling down. She doesn't realize that tragedy is a very boring story, not even a comedy for those who can't sympathize.

Why did she misunderstand that the Demon King Kuders had the same feeling as herself? She will pay the misunderstanding in the not-so-distant future.

"Well, if you say" ... ", do you know Kudels? We want to go home, but we can't go back. It's the only dance that comforts such an unfulfilled wish."

After talking about it, did Amoena know that? She turned around to Kudels with a terrible face. Kuders gently embraces her.

"It was painful, Amoena."

The speaking voice is gentle. But their eyes are like dead fish. The hugging action was very convenient for hiding such a cold expression.

Stupid Amoena dreams of a glorious future, spoiled in the heart of Kudels. With the misunderstanding that Kuders understood her idea.

In the end, Kuders did not understand Amoena's feelings at all. Because he was also exiled, he is not without a desire to return to his homeland.

However, he cannot understand the feeling of losing his dream because of his sentiment. They simply talk about their dreams and act as they wish, but they haven't even been able to objectively think of what is most important to them.

Why don't you know that? Does that mean youth?

No, than that. For Amoena, she couldn't forgive that something more important than Kouders himself.

The cunning devil thinks. Now, how to bring this stupid and adorable screw flower back from the silly delusional prairie?

Knowing that it was a contraindication, he stroked Amoena's body with his right hand to comfort him, and his left hand squeezed tightly to avoid anger.