Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

Making a "zah" noise, Netuark puts his foot on the earth with his shoes on for the first time in a long time.

(Smells like dirt. Don't rain)

Similar to Louis, the wise man who passed the rain and exited the mansion through the window of the room looked up into the sky and was able to confirm the dark, thick clouds and damp air even in the evening.

It reminds me of Lily's crying heard from the comms from the rain, tightening Netsuerk's chest.

(But I didn't think Lily would cry so much. If that kid's mother, "disappear on your own! There's an Osama rabbit!" I would say about that)

Scratch the colored hair with long clever fingers, then sigh lightly.

(No, not a mother, not a daughter. It's just an excuse. In the meantime, if you're back on the rabbit, let's apologize to Lily)

Then Netsuerk flips his best friend's tailored longcoat and starts walking.

Do not go through the determined paved path to the former Lordship's residence and head for the "straight line".

When it comes to going straight, it's on the hill, so naturally there are cliffs like walls along the way or on a journey that you can't normally go on.

However, he unfortunately uses the "spring" as he was when he was a rabbit and his height back in a person's body, and goes on with Swiss.

"Come on."

With the occasional "Osama" sounding hung up, if there was a tree that was going to be a shortcut, it jumped and caught by the branches, lifting its body under the hanging procedure and "rushing up" the cliff at once.

"Arrival"

His breath bounces gently, but Netuark was able to reach the former Lordship's residence in about a third of his time heading normally.

"Well, Lily and the others are having dinner parties by now. - Hmm?

The comms that were stuck on my chest were glowing.

If I tried to get a "full bog" from the women on a telecom earlier, I'd even be a little dodgy.

Maybe it's urgent.

But when I take out my pocket watch and check the time, the time has passed for the dinner party to start already.

"Will I hear from you later?"

In the meantime, Netsuark will focus on carrying out the "investigation" he has been discussing with his two old friends.

This dinner party is about me, the royal family, coming from the king's capital, and the two heroes, and the former lord and his wife will be there.

I remember Arsen in the guest room, wiping the wet hair from the bath with a towel, giving Grandor and Netuark, who were knocking down the tea table and the chair three legs by hand, and after preaching, telling me a description of the dinner party steps.

"Louis, I ask you to explore the courtyard that you have explored with care once again in the gaze of Netuark. I'm also concerned about the fit of the dream story that Ars saw, so find out '

While enjoying his paralyzed leg, it was explained by Grandor, who was similarly paralyzed leg, after Netuark heard Alsen's instructions.

"There would have been dead plants, brought home by Louis from the former Lordship's residence early this morning.

That's a cosmos. Now's not the time, 'cause you look like you're dead.'

Well, you've got a lot to look into.

"The old lord's mansion basically only lives with his predecessors and his wife, so dinner parties without two will have a chance to look into it. I asked you, Sage Netsurk."

Reminds me of Alsen's glance at him, who trusts the sage, even though he says something, in a light foothold, and heads to the courtyard first.

(Assuming you see the corridor you saw in the courtyard and the dead Cosmos)

And quickly, Sage Netuark encounters a variety of things and things.

"Uh-huh, you're on parade for traps and tricks."

Various beast exterminations and traps were erected, with the entrance leading the corridor separating the courtyard from the mansion.

Next, Netsuerk slices up the eyeglasses he wears when he looks like a rabbit with his middle finger and cuts his "vision."

And a trap by magic was set so that it overlapped from the beast trap trick.

"Louis, I know you broke in before, but this is too much, isn't it? You think so too, don't you?

A translucent young girl stood holding onto the long coat of Netsurk speaking as a matter of course.

I accompanied the girl from the beginning, but don't be surprised to take a few of my favorite throwing knives out of my coat.

"I'll make sure you get in the garden, too, so can you help me?

The girl nods cocklessly as Netuak stares into the garden and does all sorts of calculations.

"Okay, so I'm going to start with how to" break through without breaking the trap, "so can you tell me" in order to take it off "?

The girl nodded cocklessly again as she grabbed Netuark's coat.

"Would you like to summon the Spirit to cooperate?"

Netuark cleverly pointed five knives into the sky, stretched his right arm, and threw.

"I don't want to waste my magic, but the" people "I called earlier are breaking the contract. If we don't call it all, we can't break the treaty."

Slightly lurking his eyebrows, Netuark continues his sorcery.

Thin but sturdy brocade threads are connected behind the knife, and when the thread limits come, they stop in the pitch and sky (kuku).

"Well, I hope you haven't lost your arm"

The moment the knife stops in the sky, Netuark groans lightly nervously, concentrating his nerves on the thread connected to the knife, as it accompanies the five fingers at the tip of his extended right arm.

"Come now, Spirit, who teaches us the grace and awe of the exotic wind!"

Netuark moves cleverly through the cleverly proud five fingers, and the five knives dance in the sky without becoming entangled while accustomed to the sound of Hyung Hyun.

While Netsurk cleverly manipulated the knife, he continued to chant words in his mouth that spoke to the Spirit, trying to put his left hand in his coat for the next means - but stopped it once and for all.

And to the girl who grips the coat for the first time, Netuark turns his gaze with his pale eyes, smiling and gently stroking the girl's head, which should be clear.

"It's all right, leave it to this Osama"

Feeling the sage's words weaken slightly the girl holding her coat as she shrugged, Netuark concentrated again on the knife that was being turned into the sky. Take out the clear knife used for the operation, made by polishing the crystal, with the left hand that was stroking the girl in mind.

Eventually the remnants of the knife danced - drawing the shape of a "pentagram".

"Finish it."

Netuark grips the clever five fingers that depicted the pentagram, and the five knives sound metal in the sky and wrap them together in one.

"Come on, you sickle!"

That said, when Netuark twisted his right wrist, the five knives wrapped up, drew a beautiful circle, passed the five vertices of the Pentagon, and the magic formation of the Pentagon was completed.

At the next moment, three bouffy whirlwinds appear in front of Netuark and the translucent girl.

Towards the three whirlwinds, Netuark threw the knife of the crystal he was preparing on his left hand. The knife was not affected by wind pressure and jumped and stopped in the middle of the Pentagon with a sting sky.

Then the storm stops perfectly where the fiercer wind blows and Netuark shelters the crouched translucent girl from the wind.

"Thank you for having responded to my call while I was in an exotic land, and I offer you this stone."

After confirming that the wind had stopped, Netuark stood up and looked under the place depicting the magic formation of the Pentagon.

"Success, but - you looked great and adorable."

I shrugged like I said by accident.

There are reddish hairs, elongated bodies, short hands and feet, weasels with long fuzzy tails, small and large, and three of them lined up nicely with their crushed eyes patchy.

When I said it was just different from a common weasel, the biggest weasel had put gloves in his short hand, the second had a "sickle" in his short hand, and the third had a bump the size of his body.

Unexpected cuteness pulls the coat gooey on the translucent girl when the summoned sage himself is surprised.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You want to get in the garden early, don't you? Well, I'll ask for your order."

The translucent girl leaves her coat clutched, advancing to the entrance to a courtyard full of traps, and Netuark, whose coat is grabbed, will also be in the shape of a go with it.

The three sickles had followed the summoner, Netuark, behind them.

The girl stopped moving in front of the first trap, pointing her pinky little index finger to a place.

"That's where the" last "trap was set up."

When Netuark confirmed, the girl nodded.

"Well, I was wondering if you could give me a brief first order of removal."

The girl nodded and Netourk remembered to go slowly in order with her index fingers, grasping the "scaffold" to unlock "without breaking the trap".

"At times like this, the rabbit's body is convenient. Oh, but with you, I don't know if it's inconvenient."

Whimpering so, Netsurk turns his ankles and wrists to prepare as he simulates where the girl was shown, the space to disarm, and the time to use at that time.

And the sickles, who summoned him to look up, lined up on the side of the wise.

The first is the largest sickle, the second is the sickle with the sickle, the third is the Netourc and the girl holding the coat, and the fourth is the order of the sickles holding the sickle.

"I'm ready. Well, do you mind if I hold you?

Netuark gave in and gazed at the girl holding the coat.

A young face, of a woman who does not now have a face, appears in the eyes of the wise man's colored eyes.

"Shall I dare to call your daughter by her name? I'm gonna ask you the same thing again, but would you mind if I hugged you to carry the" lady "?

Without distracting herself from her gaze, the girl nodded cocklessly and let go of her little hand, which gradually gripped Netuark's coat.

The coat is well wrinkled and leaves a strong presence that the girl is here.

"Okay, then I'll give you a hug, but I wonder if you can hold on tight so I don't fall"

The girl silently holds Netuark and turns her thin arm around her neck.

There shouldn't be any entity, but the weight of the "just in case" left here takes on Netourk.

(lighter than Lily is right now, I guess)

With the girl in her left arm, Netuark stands up.

"Shall we go then? Please, sickle!

As he patted his fingers, the first sickle ran to where the girl pointed.

And when he "strokes" it with gloves that put a strip of space on his short hand to be the axis of the trap, the space unnaturally ripples and the second sickle holds it in his hand, cutting it round and round.

The presence of the part that was supposed to start the trap had "disappeared".

"Hold on tight."

Stand on a safe scaffold as Netuark slips into the cut space and leads through the "cut trap".

The first and second sickle also follows through the hole, but climbs onto the body of Netuark due to the lack of a safe scaffold.

And finally, a third sickle with a jaw slipped through the hole as she stuck her short hand in the jaw.

Shortly after the third sickle passes through the mutilated space, he retrieves the short hand that was stuck in the

And at the tip of his short hand, he applied plenty of ointment that was in the jar and applied it to the space where it had been cut.

Then the space that should have been gone, the "trap activation" part, is restored back to normal.

"All right, at this rate, let's get to Cosmos in the courtyard first."

Netsuruk continues with this means by making sure that the "breakthrough without breaking the trap" by the sickles went well.

However, once before heading to the next space for no scaffolding, three sickles were on their heads and shoulders, after holding a young girl in Netuark's body.

The first distorts the space, the second cuts through, the nettourk slips through, and the third with an ointment that takes the distorted space out of the (), repeating the restoration, one row goes on through the courtyard.

(I think I'll take a break when I get to the Cosmos place)

Netuark was only a little tired after his several sickle landings.

The place where the translucent girl you hold will show you the source of the trap is set up all over the place, so you can't get straight to the dead cosmos field.

As I slipped through the further cut space, I repeatedly had a rather elusive posture

Come on, I'm on my back.

and when he slips through another space, Netuark feels physically.

"- Until Cosmos, we're almost there."

In the ears of Netsuruk, a voice sounded like a young twitch.

At the end of the second sickle cutting the space for the second time in a few moments, Netsuark slips through the place so as to defy the rear, with his feet on the ground and calm down, and responds.

"Finally, you're ready to speak up."

"Two more to Cosmos"

The girl did not answer the Netsuak word, but the number of traps.

Thus, unlike before, he slipped through two traps and arrived in front of a dead cosmos field with some scaffolding.

But the sickles apparently liked the fuzzy, tinted head of Netsurk and the place on their wide shoulders, and they wouldn't come down.

"I'll give you this, can you come down?

Netuark took out the crystal knife he used to summon the sickles, threw them in a place where it was okay for the sickles to descend, and stabbed them in the earth.

The sickles, very interested in the knife of the crystal, did not try hard to get off, descending sultry from the wise, gathering in the tools of sorcery stabbed in the soil to make their little noses cum together.

"Well, I thought I'd put you down, too, Itte."

The pain runs gently on Netuark's back, bowing his posture to safely lower the girl.

The pain ran, but just put it in his mouth, without breaking his posture, and the wise man was able to safely and securely bring the immaterial translucent girl down to the ground.

Straightaway after lowering, stretch your hands against your hips and stretch out.

"Lily and Ars can't show you."

Unexpectedly as he was stretching, he slapped a ton of hips and looked back just at his neck, a translucent girl slapping Netuark's hips with a small fist.

Sage seems to have noticed what he's slapping for, so he gets slapped in silence for a while.

"It feels good. Massage, thank you. And Mr. Apricot, you're okay, aren't you?

Translucent girls lose some of the transparency they had and their presence is more certain than before.

"That's right. This is what Apricot Vinegar looked like when he was banned."

The girl's figure, but her voice, had become that of Apricot, who defeated the fiery boar Grimblesti together during the day.

"Well, if you're going to be so clear at the time of the ban, you can't suppress the way I used to be pushing into a rabbit's body."

Under the eyes of the bitter Netuark, a dead cosmos field spreads.

A young apricot stood beside Netuark, and she stared sadly at the dead cosmos fields.

"My forbidden technique has been" so much "because the rabbit sage carried me this far. I have to thank you. If the wise men hadn't come to Robrow, my childhood" blemishes "would have been crying all the way down the hallway at the entrance to the courtyard.

Apricot bowed his head to the rabbit sage in an attitude that was slightly too splendid for the young girl to behave.

"If you'll excuse me, I noticed you in my dreams in the first carriage to Robrow, my rabbit sage escort, Ars the lead escort knight, told you."

When Netsurk said so, Apricot smiled delightfully.

"Oh, that blonde brother. That brother seemed to have a lot of things, too. It's just, Lord Rabbit Sage. If I may say so, I don't remember telling you how sad I am that I wanted your help."

"Well, are you still unconscious of the party you dreamed of calling"

Netuark stares at the girl sitting beside him as she gives her glasses a little.

"I want you to realize that my young heart is rare here. I don't deny that you have that feeling. But as a coward, I kept thinking about how easy it would be for someone to guess and help me."

On the young face, what a rare feeling Apricot's expression of pity felt, Netuark laughed bitterly again before sharing the details of his dream that Ars had seen.

And some reason to be drawn to the dreams the rabbit sage had in mind.

"I don't know why you dreamed of me, Ars. There's only one thing I'm not convinced of."

"Ars, the owner of the" mood "that attracted you is Peen Vinegar, the first Lobo Lordship who should be dead."

Netuark seems to think about it there too, slapping a ton of forehead with long, clever fingers. As a wise man, when it comes to spirits and witchcraft, knowledge is meant to be bright, but when it comes to "spirit" or "faith," it can actually be quite a tease.

"Should I say that the deceased also has the will, or"

It's unusual for Netourc, and I swallow the next word I was thinking about continuing with care.

Sometimes Apricot looked young, but she cried heavily in her dreams, so she took into account whether the next word she was going to use touched the harp line and hurt her heart again.

"I have nothing to worry about. If the feelings of my grandfather, who was worried that I had become a lord and had died and slept quietly, came out worried and pulled you into his dreams, the Guardian Knight of the Rabbit's Sage, I can be convinced in a way.

It's just a pity that even those who sleep peacefully will pull it out. "

With a nihil grin that didn't suit her young face, she looked over the dead cosmos field again at Apricot.

Next to the grinning toddler, there was the face of a sage who raised a simple question.

"I'm not convinced of that, too. Even if the" deceased "had a strong mind to worry about Mr. Apricot so much, is it that long lasting energy?

"What do you mean?

With a mouthful that doesn't seem like a toddler girl's word, Apricot asks as she looks up at the "rabbit sage" who has become human and quite tall.

Netuark held his mouth up in a cool way, with a bad grin of people, one way or the other. "Ah-ha-ha, what I'm about to say is arbitrary and prejudicial, my opinion. With that in mind, I don't mind you asking me if I think it's ridiculous."

First Netsuerk laughed to motivate the "ridiculous story" he told.

"Ever since I got here, I've been going to see the Vinegar family in Robrow pretending to be stuffed. But I felt it was sappy, whether it was Lord Apricot or your father."

"Let's take that as a compliment"

Apricot still doesn't know what the "sage" is trying to say.

Netuark continues to "talk absurdly" because Apricot doesn't seem to have any particular opinions.

"So, I think the nature of it is blood. It goes on with peans, vans, apricots. So, Mr. Apricot, I want to ask you something.

By analogy, you are an old man who rubs a lot, but even has grandchildren in his inheritance.

When you have a full life expectancy, do you still think "I'm so worried about the rest of my family, I still can't sleep in peace"?

The young lord shook his head full to the side.

"At least, on that condition, I'll leave my living family to my living family to go to a world where dead people just go."

Apricot stroked the smooth face of herself, where the keloid still did not exist, with a small hand.

Then he looks up at Netuark again and Apricot gives his opinion of only one annotation.

"The sage hare has been sappy for three generations, but of a different nature. I'm just, you know, flirtatious.

Your grandfather was a quick handler if anything went wrong.

That's what your father said, too. There is no such thing as "later rot" for them.

They are sappy people, like vinegar in food.

So I also admit that the views of the rabbit sage lord are indeed correct as far as father and grandfather are concerned. "

"I felt like you were a nice, sappy person, too."

To the wise man's words, the girl turned to the grin that Nihil slowly fell out of.

"Thanks"

And after thanking you, put your thin, young soft arms together to contemplate, and again point your gaze at the withered cosmos fields.

"But if you take over what Lord Sage says," your grandfather asked for a young apricot after his death, until he pulled you into his dreams, worrying about his family, stayed in Robrow, nagging Ars.

I wonder who the "dream owner" is. "

They also tuned Netuark to the apricot they contemplate, and nodded small.

"In the first place, because that dream triggered it. Hey. If I hadn't dreamed of it, it would have been just agricultural training and an internal inspection of the outline of the noble execution on Robrow."

"Lord Rabbit Sage, can I say that in front of me?

The young girl says with a frightened face. Netuark also returns the words with a frightened face.

"I didn't know Mr. Apricot would say that. Is it okay if I leave the entity over there and almost fly my consciousness over here during the dinner party?

They said to each other, "Are you going to say that?" and they gave me a flashy look, but they were laughing out of both.

"I thought we didn't have a chance to talk this way anymore. No, but are you sure the dinner party's okay?

Netuark overlaid and asked Apricot.

Apricot sighed small and stared lightly at the rabbit sage who was becoming a person.

"With the Lord and His Ladyship in this former Lordship's mansion, Apricot Vinegar only needs to be gaveled. The royal family came from the King's Capital since the beginning of the Territory Lobo, so it's best to be a" doll "in case there should be an" acting lord "."

Then he praised his little shoulder, young.

"So, if I'm honest with you the most, I'm" attracted "to this one, too. Lord Rabbit Sage, you are passing on the rain from your guest's room, and my" heart "or" consciousness "is enough to ignore the road and head straight to this old lord's mansion.

When I realized I was standing holding your coat. "

"Well, then, it's as if only those who used the forbidden technique were eaten to gather at this old lord's mansion."

In his mouthfeel when he looked like a rabbit, Netuark took out a dead cosmos leaf, wrapped in a handkerchief with his hand in his coat, and showed it to the girl.

"Did Mr. Apricot plant this cosmos?

"No, it was my mother who planted it. The plants in the garden are my mother and the vegetables are my father. I don't like growing things."

To Apricot's words, Netuark raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

"You're going to have to do it."

To the words of the wise, Apricot gave the face of the toddler a synchronized look for the first time.

I think I'm going to cry now, it was a child's face.

"Unfortunately, a human being named me, Apricot Vinegar, generally seems to be" unhappy "and distorted" woman ". No, they have to be unhappy."

That's what I said. The girl wept and cried.

Just like the girl in Ars's dream, she crouched on the spot and began to weep.

Netuark is not very upset, and he is watching the situation.

What Apricot and the rabbit sage said after they both defeated the fiery boar, Grimblesti, I see it now begins.

Netuark realized that Apricot had more reason to wear a mask than a keloid on his face.

- If I had the chance, I would have liked to tell you how you looked like that.

- My mask and your idol to the rabbit, how much misfortune is winning.

(If we have an opportunity, do we have to get along?)

The atmosphere around you begins to change at the same time that Netsurk is ready.

Magic and beast traps remain intact overall, but the "air" distorts.

The three spirits who called, the sickles, each roar high with the queue, and run up to the body of the wise man for refuge.

Earlier, the knife of the crystal that pierced the earth like a reward had been blackened and dusted from the edge to disappear in appearance and shape.

Netuark caresses the heads of the three spirits frightened by this unusual atmosphere in an orderly and fair manner.

And if I stared at the girl who kept crying, I was beginning to be surrounded by black cunts.

"Mr. Apricot, are you ready to brag about your misfortune?

By the time Netsuruk spoke that way, the garden was full of black pigeons.

Apparently, the matter of "discipline" is still going on, and nothing in reply has been conveyed to Netuark.

And the three spirits of the wind were frightened by a space that they were not fully equipped to possess, and they were leaning on the backs and shoulders of even more sage men.

(Hey, it's hard to get it if the movement stays this way)

With that in mind, a golden frog that had hardened like a ornament on its chest starts to move even though Netuark has given no instructions.

He kicked his usual fixed chest up with a pigeon and threw himself in the air all over him.

The next moment the golden frog disappears, the foot of Netourc shines golden, as it is sucked into its midst.

In the direction of brilliance, the gaze of three windy spirits was directed, including Netuark.

And if you look at the center of the brilliance, a golden frog is emitting its own body to create something like a barrier in just a semi-circular dome state.

In the glow of a golden frog, no black jaw can come in.

"Gecko."

Hearing it ring briefly, Netsuruk strokes again to calm the spirits who lean against him before crouching.

"If" Frog "is going to do that, I have to be very" unhappy and proud "too. The spirits who called in the corner, they'll take care of you again, thank you."

As Netuark spoke toward the golden frog, the frog just blinked his black circular eyes with a pussy.

The wise man reaches into the domed light created by the frog and puts it in.

"Sickles, stay in this light. In this, I feel safe."

Did the sickles guess what it meant, crossing Netuark's stretched arm like a bridge and starting to move to the place created by the frog?

First the biggest sickle with the gloves in place, then the smallest sickle with the tweezer, and finally the medium-sized sickle with the sickle.

Three of them will be safe to cross, smell each other in the dome of light, and see if their bodies are okay.

After all, the large and inner sickle that cares about the body of the smallest sickle could be seen by Netuark.

Eventually, when the sickles find nothing strange, the three look up at the Summoner at once.

Netsuerk nodded small as he found the golden frog.

"Well, I asked you, frog"

"- Gecko!"

A golden frog rang again and disappeared into the ground to be sucked in with the sickles.

"Even the Spirit tries to protect the smallest being"

He sounded a voice that he could receive even if he could not send Netuk, and now he looked across the side of the * where he could hear a slight sob.

(How do you live with the unreasonable blame at the time of Haz, who can protect you number one, and who you are right now)

"Apricot", who treated him as a "rabbit sage" since his visit to Robrow, only seemed to be someone who was not otherwise different, except with a mask on.

But he also caught a glimpse of the unusual height of his "fighting" skills to contain Louis ahead of him in his attempt to pull out a short-knife, or not be frightened at all by his fiery boar opponent.

(Have you been strong because you have fought? Because you were strong, have you been fighting? But)

The sobbing from the black jaws continues.

(Mr. Apricot, it's a fact that the masked nobleman was crying)

Netuark slowly took the knife out of his nostalgia to "fight" him.

And the voice that sobs inadvertently decreases.

When Netuark felt some sign and pointed his sharp gaze at those who showed signs, a voice flew that could only be felt by distortion.

"Doosite, I no child nanoni, anoman nisoc linano?

Among the black shadows, a blacker shadow appeals to Netsuruk in one word.

"Life Suspended Kede Ndanoni, How Many Months Mo I Noo Belly Niitanoni, Doosite"

A voice that seeped remorse and sadness.

Netuark tries to throw a knife - but stopped that hand - at the black shadow that speaks his voice, throwing up the wording named "True Argument".

"Aishitai, huggy metai noni, doshite... me no... me no... red channanoni..."

Netuak has sensed that the shadow itself, which spews distorted words, suffers as well.

In a way, Mr. Apricot was given the most obnoxious love.

Once a mother realizes that there is a small certain affection in the hatred directed at her, the little child can't help but reach for it.

Apricot was captured by this "mechanism," Sage realized he fought a sad time.

The next moment I realized, the black one moved and something approached the side of Netsuerk.

"Maybe you'll love me. How can I get you to love me? I thought about it all the time, and when I was a little girl, my mother praised me for it."

Apricot whispered in a noble and beautiful voice, like the first I heard in Netsuruk's ear, and the knife he stood on was taken by her softly.

"Thanks for not throwing the knife"

His figure was translucent again, but he stood beside Netuark with an apricot with a face covered in keloid in his adult body in a black twist.

"Victim number one didn't throw a knife called Truth, but I can't throw it."

Netsuruk did the trick of flattering his shoulders like a clown, which Apricot would do well.

Apricot laughs kusly and cleverly turns the knife kurli and turns towards the pattern and returns the knife to the wise man.

Netuark receives the knife, but it's not over in the court yet.

In the midst of the overflowing courtyard, Apricot looks far away and omits "his misfortune".

"Whatever Apricot Vinegar did before he put on his mask, no matter how hard he tried, Mother was not happy with it from the bottom of her heart. Always remember the" women "who annoyed my mother through this face. I laugh because Apricot laughs just like those women who tormented my mother laugh."

"I knew it that way, so you didn't twist it."

Apricot flaunts his shoulders in this word of Netsurk, which also sounds like labor.

"You want to twist it, you can't twist it. My mother herself suffered the most, but she caught my eye. Besides, I love that, because it was from your grandfather"

Voices echo again in the black jaws.

"Apricot, see category"

Now with one word, there was no sound of a voice that felt distorted.

"Mother Ha, Apricot Love Citaire. Dakedo, Good Ku Yan Enai" Position "De" Situation "Nadakenandayo '

"My grandfather told me that, and one night I peered into the chapel, and my mother was crying. Apricot, I'm sorry.

In a dark chapel, Apricot's mother holds both her hands, weeping, and also apologizes to her hard daughter for staring at her figure.

I can scratch my chest 27615; into my narrow amount of wanting to love my daughter but not being allowed to behave in a friendly manner.

"Many times I thought if even my face was anything other than the one that annoyed my mother, even if it didn't resemble my mother's"

Apricot said that much and sighed louder.

"What if I said so, what if, then? I often think that if I were like Louis, the one with the rabbit sage lord, I wouldn't have been in a situation like now." I'm the one, you annoying bastard. I'm the one who cut it off! "

In the meantime, Apricot said in a bright tone and put his arms behind his head.

"Right. Then, at least in this way, I don't think Mr. Apricot would have accumulated any misfortune."

Netsurk, so to speak, cleverly turn the knife I received from Apricot.

And the wise man put his predictions into his mouth.

"Anyone who communicates is better informed than poorly informed. Finally, if you're going to listen to your opinions, you might ignore the personality of people who understand things and ignore them all the time and say things that are convenient to you. In terms of what Mr. Apricot said, I'm guessing he was largely recognized by the first lord.

. Apricot would understand if he talked, rather than explaining to his daughter-in-law, who hard-working and distorted affection for his own daughter than his own wife, who would run away from her son's daughter-in-law, who was supposed to be married to another house, after all the fried legs. So later, if Mr. Apricot keeps his misfortune in the dark in the Vinegars, the Vinegars will not have a problem with themselves, they will be safe. "

Apricot unwrapped the hand he was putting together behind his head and clapped lightly.

"Nearly right. But that makes your grandfather look like a terrible person, so let me just say this.

Your grandfather was trying to get along. But I bear much of the burden of bearing fruit. "

Black shadows moved out of the black shadows again, and Netuark and Apricot turned their gaze to you again.

"Apricot, Your Ladyship No Mother Hassonna Things Mo Church Enaino Casilla"

"Oh, Apricot. Your Ladyship Ha, Socklidawa to Mother '

"Nanoni the woman no zi, martial arts two baccari sitel lasi ijanai. Oyamenasai, Vinegar Family No Daughter Nara Adult Sikshitai Nasai '

The next time my voice wasn't distorted, but it sounded strangely high and terribly nerve-wrenching.

"Your grandfather really tried to be your grandfather."

When Apricot defended his beloved grandfather again, Netsurk now slapped a ton of her shoulders gazing into the shadows for real labor.

"Sometimes the power of women who have raped and passed your age is terrible. And even though she's my own daughter, four against one would be outnumbered."

"Thanks"

Apricot was purely grateful for Netsurk's acceptance of the statement sheltering his first lord.

"It's been like this ever since I got my mind on it. My aunts have four, so once every six months someone comes home, and every once in a while they show it back together, so I really didn't have a day off. And my mother is as annoyed as she was at the last play, and while she repents, she is hard on her daughter, who has a similar face to her hateful opponent."

That's all I hear, Netuark scratches his bold and colored hair with his proud clever long fingers .

Apricot smiles bitterly, sorry, and apologizes small.

"It would be really, really boring to talk to you. Maybe even women are boring."

"If it's around Mr. Dinfare, it's like slashing and throwing it away. So, this is an" execution of four nobles, "so it's going to improve?

Apricot smiles again and shakes his head to the side.

"It's too long of a boring story, and I'm sorry. You need a reason to execute him, don't you? Have you forgotten that it's been the last six months since people have traveled the world, the rabbit sage?.

- And I sent a report of the execution about six months ago. "

Somewhat deliberately Netuark pounded his hand and took a gesture that felt like he remembered.

"Oh, I did. I don't deal with unpleasant stories, but it's the motto of life. Well, this is why I got sermons all the time when I was younger from Arsen, a royal messenger from the king's capital. And now, in retribution, they say," Dress as a stuffed animal and investigate. "

Now it looked really fun, Apricot smiled.

"Then I must thank the Alsen. Thanks to you, this is how I can talk to the Rabbit Sage.

Netuark confirmed that the black one around her laughing frankly had faded, albeit somewhat.

"I guess your entity is at the dinner party?. How's Alsen doing?

You mean to breathe "unfortunate stories," Netsuerk asks.

Apricot also accepts it and tries to focus his consciousness on the dinner party with his right hand left after a burn on his face covered in keloids.

"He has a beautiful smile and sits beside Lord McGaffin. You're very good at talking about my mother."

"Arsene's sociability comes with origami. I didn't give up my life when I stopped people because Alsen and the aristocratic hate habits beside them had their aristocrats and best friends Grandor."

Apricot looks surprised at the statement that he didn't give up Netuk's life.

"Heh. Even the rabbit sage has thought about suicide."

"No, I never thought about it."

Netuark overtakes Apricot's thoughts.

Just a little bit, the "Manuke" silence occupies the place enough to fade black.

"No, 'cause earlier, the rabbit sage said," I didn't give up my life, "right?

Apricot confirms.

Netuark puts his long finger on his jaw and diligently recalls the words he spoke.

"- Oh, I said. Me, you said it. ♪ But you misrepresented it. I will not" throw my life away from myself "if I die. I've been told to give up my life responsibly about twice."

Using words he didn't think were wise, he smiled unfaithfully, and Netuark apologized to Apricot for the misrepresentation.

Apricot glared at Netsurk's face with an unfaithful, unfaithful smile.

"I feel very comfortable with the rabbit sage lord, so I thought to myself as to what to do with the resemblance, but maybe not. I dreamed of dying until I" got "this face keloid and mask."

"Oh, then me and Lord Apricot are different. I lost a loved one, so I became a rabbit. Well, I don't know what the reason is right now, but I've been sent back to being human."

Netuark still had an unfaithful, unfaithful smile, but something was bothering him with Apricot's remarks.

Something about it, I still can't think of Netuark. Let them paste a look like nothing, and in their heads look for the cause of Apricot and their own.

What's the difference between me and Lord Apricot using the forbidden technique?

Without answers, Netuark focuses again on Apricot's conversation.

(Is there still not enough "information" to draw conclusions?)

"With that said, when did you meet Mr. Apricot and Mr. Eliphas?

At the beginning of Apricot and Eliphas' taming, Eliphas listened.

I just remembered from Apricot that I hadn't heard any more stories about Eliphas yet, so Netuark was asking with some kind of trying in mind.

"Eliphas was in the caravan of a masked merchant your grandfather bought just for me when I was injured. They were traveling in caravans all over the kingdom, and Eliphas was an orphan who was escorting a merchant there, who was on edge and picking it up"

Apricot answers, just like his face, with his right hand with a keloid on his forehead.

I'll take the trouble to remember just a little bit, like that.

"Heh. You met that at a very young age."

And then Netuark remembers the words of Apricot, who earlier looked like a young girl.

This is Apricot Vinegar, who was banned at the time.

There was no "keloid" on her skin to declare so.

Netuark doesn't break his attitude of listening to stories from Apricot and starts thinking with fierce momentum in his head.

(In view of what I've been saying, what did I think?.

Apricot was injured, so he should have thought he had suffered a major injury to his face over the woman's body and started wearing a mask because he was able to make a keloid.

And I just thought her grandfather had banned her to heal that keloid from "misfortune")

As for the "face" alone, Apricot has been placed in an "unfortunate" environment from an early age.

Cover that face with keloid in some kind of accident.

(Wait?. Is it unfortunate for Apricot to be covered with keloids?

What about losing your face to Apricot, which only distorts your love from your mother?. But the ban was imposed when the skin was still smooth. I don't know, the order is a mess)

"Lord Rabbit Sage?

Without breaking any expression, he pretended to hear about Apricot, but the story from her was finally over.

I can't feel any traces of dust or emotions of sadness in my face covered in keloids staring at Netuark when it comes to crushing my face.

(Think of the order, Netuark. Even though he was injured by a hateful face, did the lord, who was his grandfather, impose a moratorium to comfort him?.

Or did you forbid him to get hurt and eliminate the face that caused him to take his love away from his mother?)

Try to call on yourself, and the wise man makes you think further.

(No, this is faster)

Netsuruk smiled and asked with such a make-up smile that his friends over the years could afford to guess "something cunning must be on their mind".

"Lord Apricot, was the ban imposed on your grandfather before Kelloyd could?. Or was it applied after the keloid was made?

Apricot could be seen to solidify into abrupt Netsurk questions.

And watching Apricot react, the wise get the "third" possibility.

(Lord Apricot himself said, "I don't remember the state in which the ban was imposed!")

At that time, the thunder rang violently and a large rain grain hit Netuark's cheek.