"Uh... I'm staying at my alumni 'house today... you're going to"
When you get home, tired puts a no in the honeymoon.
"Ugh... have fun"
"I won't do what the honeymoon imagines. Maybe..."
Tired said when he saw the honeymoon laughing at the
"Because tonight, I was going to cook a special curry croquette pork cutlet triple kill dish. Let's go."
The honeyhouse walks towards the window.
"Sakura, why don't you have dinner at my house tonight?
The honeyhouse faces out the window and screams at the girl playing with her mother by the side of the road.
"Eat -"
"I'm always sorry"
My mother, who was on my side, droops her head deep.
"Mother's coming, if you don't mind. My boarding house girl says she's going to visit a friend's house tonight, so I'll have one extra person."
"Thank you. I'll have it."
To the invitation of the honeymoon, Pekopeko and his mother bowing their heads again and again.
"Sakura's house, it's painful. Ever since you lost your father, your mother's been working and raising you alone. That's why I'm trying to be as vocal as I can."
Towards Ayane, who was unaware of the circumstances, Honeyhouse said.
"Honeyhouse, you're sweet."
"Haha, yeah, honey house is always kind ~"
He received the words of Ayane, his hands on his hips and a twitchy chest, a honeymoon that he would become adept at.
Tired took a cab and headed to the address that had been specified.
Into a mansion in a large garden, strewn with walls as wide as any other mansion, in a luxurious residential area.
Looking at buildings and gardens imitating martial arts mansions, tiredness remembers nostalgia. I once built a similar house in the back of the mountain and lived there myself.
"Hey."
The front door opens before you call, and the wave soldiers greet you with a smile.
He goes inside, making many mistakes with his female salary and lower man as he walks down the hallway, bowing his head toward wave soldiers and tiredness.
"You have a lot of servants"
Tired said.
"I'm comfortable living here. All the guys in here are talking to me. It's all my favor to have a beautiful woman's salary, but would you like to hold Shizuno as well?
"I won't take it personally. My favorite child... doesn't seem to be here..."
I haven't seen all of the women's pay, but I know I would definitely not be there.
"What kind of preference is Shizuno? Some of them are pretty."
"He looks younger than me, he's taller... he's lower than me"
"I see. Is that your preference? I see...... yeah yeah"
A wave soldier who puts his hand on his jaw and laughs slightly.
"You ever had a daughter like that?
"I held nearly five digits."
A wave soldier laughs at the tiredness of answering sara.
"Whoa. You can do hundreds of people a day. No, where did you source it before that?"
"Fine... it's a long-lived thing..."
He was a wave soldier who thought Tired was joking, but Tired smiled, but he didn't seem to be joking.
"Oh well. Shizuno is a magician. And yet you're in school, something's wrong."
"I think I'm weird too..."
"Shizuno, don't you have any friends? I've never seen you talk to anyone but me."
"I wasn't there... I don't know what to talk about."
And I can't open my heart. Not because I'm surrounded by children and I live too long. Because they are normal people and they are not normal.
"You can talk to me."
"Yes, as the wave soldiers looked at me... and felt like one of them, so did I... because that's the kind of consciousness"
"Oh well."
A wave soldier spilling lightning laughter.
"All right, I'll show you something funny, as promised. Let me see Shizuno later."
A wave soldier said as he walked.
When I opened one of them, there was an old man inside calling for a book.
"This is my owner, I'm the owner"
Wave soldiers pointing to men. Somehow tired of guessing the meaning of the word.
"Hands."
"Wow."
When the wave soldier calls, the man mimics and squeals the dog, falls on all fours, tongues out and comes this way, hands on the wave soldier.
"Around."
"Wow."
"Penis."
"Wow."
I'm a little disheartened to see a man who keeps following wave soldiers' orders and imitating dogs, and wondering if secrets mean this. I guess I'm finally manipulating my stepfather into a puppet.
"Not a very good hobby...... huh? It's not funny at all."
Tired to say so clearly. The wave soldier's complexion changed.
He remained silent for about a few seconds, silent with an unfaithful face, but opens his mouth from the wave soldiers.
"You're an understated talker. Ha ha...... No, I liked that too. Yeah. And it's certainly not a good hobby..."
He was a wave soldier who admitted to accusations of tiredness, even as he became a disloyal face and strayed his gaze from tiredness.
"Yes. You should change it... fine. That kind of behavior. It's about discrediting yourself. I'm sorry...... just to be clear"
Tired of telling in a calm voice, the wave soldiers will look like they are going to cry.
"Oh, I know. I know that, and I know that I was being mean."
Wavemen throwing up in bitter voices. Both the tiredness of relentlessly and clearly denying his actions and the fact that it is to think of himself is heartbreaking without interruption. It's unnecessarily painful and painful because I admit I'm tired of pointing it out.
"But... I'm sorry if I'm upset about everything and I have to dissipate and bump it somewhere. Shizuno knows how this feels."
"The more it hurts...... I know very well"
I am tired of doing that all the time myself. To such an extent that it is not comparable with wave soldiers, etc.
"I know, but these bad taste forms... you should stop. If you work evil anyway, in a more beautiful way...... let's do it. Tsukasaki or something."
"Tsukuba is fine."
Seriously speaking tired, wave soldiers blow.
"Because it's evil, that's beautiful. That's my theory."
"Is that why Tsukasa is so beautiful?"
"It's beautiful. Fear of suddenly visited reapers... and unreasonably lifeless despair and resentment... There's no way this isn't beautiful, is there?
"Ugh, yeah... well, okay... In the meantime, I'm gonna stop doing this. Somewhere in my heart, I even caught it. I wanted to see how Shizuno would react, and I might have shown it..."
He gazes at his father-in-law, who is still imitating a dog on all fours, and the wave soldiers exhale loudly.
"If I didn't say anything... what happened?
"I don't know if I did anything. I thought maybe Shizuno was enjoying it, too, so I stayed put."
"It's possible that not saying anything, even if it fits on the surface, actually I despised it in my heart..."
"Right..."
I'm tired of looking at the nagging wave soldiers and wondering if I've said too much.
(Seems to have passed on enough and shouldn't I touch it any more)
A silent smack on the shoulder of a wave soldier makes the wave soldier smile back. Sounds like a quick fix.
"Then show me Shizuno's technique."
"It's for combat... there's so much witchcraft that even if you look at it... it's not funny."
"Oh my God, that sounds funny the other way around. Because I wasn't funny, you don't have to be funny."
Wave soldiers make their expressions shine.
"Is there anything I can break...?
"Hmm..."
Asked tirelessly, the wave soldiers go up to the room where their father-in-law was and open the door on the table.
"I don't know about the stone lights there."
Wave soldiers point to the garden.
"Cannibal Fluorescent"
When tiredness casts a spell, a small light flashing in a three-day moon appears throughout the room. Shortly afterwards - they flew towards the garden simultaneously, filling the stone lights with holes, and at the end of the day, the stone lantern collapsed.
"That's awesome... it does feel like it's for combat, and if I eat it, I don't have one"
Surprising wave soldiers.
"What about the other one?
"So... what do you say?
Tired is aport, calling a single picture. The painting has a red sky and a black earth.
"Picture......? What the fuck!?
When he saw that the surrounding space had changed, the wave soldiers looked up. As with the painting, the sky is bright red and the ground is bright black. And the black earth continues in extension, you can see the horizon everywhere, there is nothing else but the sky and the earth, different spaces.
"It's a subspace...... Do you even say you created a different world, with a slightly uneven dimension...... Shall I say I dragged you into the picturesque world?"
Tired of not being able to explain well.
"Who is Shizuno?
"You said you were a sorcerer... didn't you say? In that path, he is known as the Wai."
"Why is such a magician studying?
"I am in trouble at the house of a witch I know... I was advised to learn properly..."
"Right...... I... I want to be normal, but I don't know if I can. There's no such thing as" normal "about killing someone you don't like in school or manipulating a boarding house host."
Tired got stuck in words. I thought those who dwell in the flames of hatred could empathize with each other, but I felt that something decidedly different from me had made me look like a wave soldier.
"I can't say anything...... I've never... normally admired it."
This is a lie. Unlike myself, I have been dazzled and admired. But while I admire it, I don't want to be normal. I don't think so.
"I... was born in the world of warring nations... right? Normally for me... that was it. In those days, that way of life was... the best thing."
"I've been alive for hundreds of years. But I see, okay. I went through again. Is that who Shizuno's dark emotions are? untrained to the world of that warring nation. You hate peace."
Wave soldiers see through me, tired spills a self-inflicted grin.
"On the other hand... peace has been sweetened... though. I enjoy shifting times, changing cultures, that sort of thing...... even. Especially after the end of Edo's life, the changes were so intense... it was fun"
"I know you're not lying, but I have the power to know, but I still can't believe it. After living so long, Shizuno's mind doesn't seem too old for me."
"I think my mind is growing... almost stopped"
Thanks to this, there is also the aspect that the mind is not old enough. That's why I could have had too many lives. The righteous of immortality is distorted somewhere.
"Almost doesn't mean it's stopped altogether, either. Besides, you preached to me earlier, and then you seemed like a very old man."
"Right...... If it sounds like a great way to put it, I'm sorry."
Tired also smiled small at the wave soldiers who smiled and joked and steamed back.