Only with Your Heart

Nevertheless, things did not change dramatically in an instant.

A few more days went by, and Ruklov gradually began to get used to the presence of Chizuru, and the number of seizurely rambling her decreased slightly. Thousand cranes wanted to work in the nursery of children with Alde's daughter during the day, saying, "Be sure to go out to the dining room for lunch. Always go back to your room before the sun sets," he allowed.

That's how a week went by, and two weeks later, Ruklov didn't change his name to "guest," and he never answered Chizuru's confession lovingly. ─ ─ At least, in words.

It was at night that those two were the only ones who could let their souls go through without disturbing the past or the wounds of their hearts.

Every night, every night, Luklov held a thousand cranes in every way. Sometimes so intense that Chizuru loses his mind, sometimes so tender, slowly, over time.

There, there was no word of love.

Occasionally, when Chizuru utters those words, Ruklov decides to stifle his face and forcefully blocks it with a mouthful or caress so that she cannot continue confessing any more. Ruklov was stubborn, as the wildlife wounded by humans hid behind the woods without ever believing in humans again.

"Ha... ugh..."

Running his fingers to the stump of the shame of Chizuru glaring naked over the bed, Ruklov whispered something down with a faint voice in her ear as she pushed Chizuru up to the summit, which would be the second time that night.

"Hey, what...? I can't believe it right now... Ah!

The body, which had already been caught up, immediately surrenders to the caress of Ruklov, which suddenly became intense.

Exposed to a wave of comfort, Chizuru shuddered his whole body out of breath like a dawn. Ruklov covered it and stroked Chizuru's hair over and over again.

"Nothing"

Ruklov lied. I didn't say anything.

Sometimes the two of us watched the big moon swinging quietly out the window.

The moon has the same color as the original world.

Then, when Chizuru conveyed it, Ruklov held Chizuru painfully and wouldn't let him go until morning.

Since he did not have the equivalent of a calendar, Chizuru gradually forgot to calculate the date and time, but it was roughly one morning, about twenty days after he began to live in the castle.

As usual, I dyed my cheeks red with excitement and a breathless Nadal rushed over to breakfast next to Luklov.

"Master Luklov, there's a Duke of Lone messenger at the castle gate right now!

In the hands of a chestnut-haired boy, something like a piece of paper made from animal skins dry is wrapped around and squeezed. The red ribbon was hung, indicating it was a letter from someone of high stature.

"Look, look!

Even the others in the meal raised their voices enough to raise their faces, and Nadal opened a letter to Ban and showed them before Luklov.

Ruklov stops his meal hand and glances at the letter letter.

Thousands of cranes accidentally peered into it.

Thanks to the automatic translation of examples, you can read the general characters in Chizuru as well. The less complex literature was difficult, but the letter was fairly concise and short. The contents are as follows:

Luklov

I heard rumors. I'll be there in three days, so they've got a room for four knights, including me.

Loans

"Loans......? That loan, right?

With that said, Ruklov slapped Tong on the back of a thousand cranes coughing up a piece of bread he was eating stuck in his throat.

"I just wanted to say no, but oh, that loan. Damn it, how did you hear that?"

It was Lucloff, who answered with a reluctance, but his eyes didn't always seem like he hated it. Yeah, that's Lucroff and Lone.

Luklov was fed water - the wine is still forbidden - and Chizuru, breathing, raised his face and smiled painfully.

"It was true that you still come every year. Can I see you too?

"I guess he's coming to see you."

Ruklov tried as if he was fed up, poking the letter back at Nadal. Nadal rushed to receive it and asked, "What should I do with the reply? ♪ And I'll snap my neck. ♪

The letterhead didn't feel like it was waiting for a reply for a while, but unlike modern times, a biological human being is purposefully driving a horse with news from afar. I have to tell you what.

Ruklov waved to get rid of Nadal.

"Give the messenger a return meal and water. Anyway, if I stop him, he'll come."

"Master Ruklov welcomes the Duke of Lone, should I tell you?

"Whatever you want."

Upon hearing that, Nadal left as excited as he was when he came running over, fast paced.

Ruklov exhaled briefly, glancing back at Chizuru... and sighed again as he gently shook his neck left and right.

"I'll tell you what, he's already married. I've got a few kids, too."

"Really?

To Chizuru, who shines his eyes at the expectation of seeing a nostalgic face, Ruklov throws a sharp gaze to add a commandment. Chizuru got funny and laughed when he dull.

"I don't think there's ever been a time when that guy really liked me. I was just playing with you all the time."

To Chizuru's point, however, Ruklov snapped his nose out of it.

Thousand cranes smiled again, remembering fourteen years ago.

While Lorne and Ruklov were in the same Knights, they were the exact opposite character, the way they fought and the man who thought. Lone, with his burning redhead, chatty and nostalgic, was a wealthy Duke's man, the only contact between the two men was about that tall, as opposed to Ruklov, who took himself from a position close to an orphan.

On the surface, Ruklov always hated the loan furiously, and the loan made fun of Ruklov by saying that he was such a hard man to accommodate. But they both respected and respected each other at the bottom of their minds... maybe this kind of relationship is a strange thing that only men can have with each other.

Because of that, Lone used to play a little bit about Luklov's relationship with Chizuru.

Pretending to care for Chizuru to irritate Luklov, or vice versa, trying to force the two of them to stick together who were both in one mind. Now, it's a lovely memory.

He said he would see the loan again.

"Oh well. It's going to be busy."

And, as Chizuru smiled, Ruklov said coldly and narrowly.

"I'm pretty sure it's going to be May... when that shitty guy comes..."