"Belle's... sister!?
"Mr. Leon...."
Dorothy murmured.
Leon... Leon Lower.
Leon waves his hand to Dorothy with a smile.
Apparently, they're old acquaintances.
If I've known you for a long time, it's only natural.
This is Bell's four-year-old sister in London who said Bell was invincible...
Hair color is not perfect silver. Is the mother's blood thicker?
Still, I don't feel Elena at all.
"Mother... you didn't tell me you were coming home today..."
Bell whispers to his mother, but I'm sorry. I'm just flushing it properly.
Don't you want to see your sister after all?
Is that the most important reason I didn't want to go home?
Bell's father spreads his hands with a smiling expression.
"Oh, I didn't think it was today. I'm sorry, Leon. Would you like to have dinner?
Mr. Leon shakes his head.
"Fine, I've eaten. Besides..."
Mr. Leon takes a light step behind Bell's seat and turns his hand behind his back.
"No, it's been a long time, Belle. It smells good. I knew it was comfortable to hug."
"Hugging comfort...!!
Len's eyes twitched.
I know, I know how you feel, but relax!!
My parents are watching!!
"Oneechan, it's painful..."
"Oh, I'm sorry. It's been a long time since I've been here.... ---You 've had a lot of friends, haven't you?
"Of course!"
Len answers innocently.
"I'm getting a lot better."
Mr. Leon, uhh, looks at us with his fingers on his lips.
"Ulura-class face....."
He stares at us like he licks us.
What a puzzling atmosphere.
When that gaze stops at me, it's pointing at me.
Ah!
Suddenly he pointed his finger at me and was surprised for a moment.
"Nah, I don't know..."
"Gil, Homura-chan's favorite! Gil, you were here too."
I'm smiling with such a vibrant, honest expression.
It's the opposite of Bell...
Or do you know Mr. Homura?
I've seen you with me before, and I see.
― ― You know Homura-san?
"You know how it is, don't you? --Well, I may not have noticed Belle's sister, but her hair color is different."
That's how Mr. Leon plays with his hair.
"... did Homura-san tell you about me?
Mr. Leon rubbed his cheeks with a bell and walked away gently as he traced the back of the chair towards me.
"Of course. Homura-chan is a magician who only enrolls in general-purpose magic, wins fresh rookies, and sees... I don't know. Well, it's a rumor."
Mr. Leon turns around behind me and brings his face as close to my side as Bell does.
It smells good! Stop it! Stop it!
I pretend to be as calm as I can be.
Dorothy sitting next to me stabbed her in the face with a disillusioned gaze.
I feel like I'm piercing the front bell's gaze...
"I'm interested, too. - To you."
Hieh...
The cold runs for some reason.
"I like strong kids, because it doesn't make sense to talk unless they're at the same level.... it looks more promising than Belle."
I can see Belle's face getting dark.
"... what do you mean? I think Bell is strong enough."
"Hmm, because Belle got beat up by you in the semi-finals... I knew it. I've never seen Belle do anything alone."
That said, Mr. Leon returns to Bell.
"You went to make friends, to London. I miss Dorothy."
Bell desperately denies it.
"No, that's not true. I'm trying to do my magic with everybody right now."
However, Mr. Leon blocks Bell's lips with his fingers.
"What are you talking about, Belle? You didn't even reach my feet, you said something a week ago. Belle just sticks to my back and imitates me cutely. It's cute."
I can see Belle's face filled with sadness and despair.
"You can't follow me to London. I wonder if it was my own will."
"Yes, that's my will! I don't want to lose to oneechan..."
But Leon answers calmly, against Belle's desperation.
Remove your hands from your lips and squeeze Bell's head.
"No, it's not."
Mr. Leon just stares at the bell.
"No, Belle. --After all, they're just following me. You came to London because you used me as a reference. Belle's lovely place is where I can't leave my sister forever."
Belle couldn't say anything back and said nothing.
Scenes and quiet rooms.
Still, Mr. Leon gently strokes Bell's face.
Neither parent has anything to say to Belle.
Not to mention being angry at Mr. Leon.
"Oh, is the air going crazy?
That said, Mr. Leon laughs with joy.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Yeah, you're doing fine.
"Ahahah, it's always quiet. --Well, shall I go back to my room first?
"Let me talk to you again tomorrow about three school games."
"If you like it... Enjoy yourselves!"
That said, Mr. Leon waved his hand and left like a storm.
I don't ask Bell about magic, but I ask my sister...
As a magician, I think I'm only interested in Mr. Leon.
I was only concerned that Belle had a dark expression on Mr. Leon.
You just said you wanted me to come, and maybe you made me feel a little uncomfortable...
The noisy dinner ended on the way, and we were guided to the bedroom.