Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

During the normal passage of time, people and horses slept on their backs in a place called a street that passes for a living.

The direction of the face is pointing toward heaven, but its vision is blocked by the hands that are filling small old leather gloves.

The flame in the shape of a mouth has shredded me as "the prime minister of hell," and my body, which I sincerely adore for being a vessel for appearing in this world, is also about to change shape.

In that, I hear a babysitter song overlapping the sound of a swing.

(... no, I don't think you're going to be a lullaby right now, exotic goddess)

Even though he was blocked from moving, he raised the edge of his mouth to the gentleness of his loving tone.

"- Whoa."

The woman who deposits this territory makes a small and hurried voice at the movement of her expression, which now restrains herself - hardly - from being what may also be called "Belzebub," or "Belzebub".

But while his voice was in a hurry, he tried to burn the filth that he had accumulated on him with the power of purification, with the Kalu Luo flame, to reduce both concentration and power.

(But you can't do it alone, "granddaughter."

If it's only for this land called Robrow, then the year 2000 is only one body.)

Speak in your chest to the person you are suppressing, overlapping your present appearance with the tone of the vibrations played by beings who were supposed to be the vessels of the exotic goddess.

(Wife - neither Eliphas, nor the boy of the vessel, who divided his magic and used it as a shadow, would have it in this place any longer)

- Also, I wondered if I was going to continue my journey to wait alone, even though it was cold, smoked and shredded of the filth piled on the flames of purification in the shape of my mouth.

("Granddaughter," you're good. Even if you feel like your life is about to crumble, at the end of the day, it's right beside you.)

I will never stop asking for the angel of the stars.

But even though it is a page in the picture book, it conveys that the goddess who was giving her place is now about to leave.

Loneliness, even as a ready-made goddess made by an exotic god, who knows his true name, really disappears from this world when the person he has contracted with is heavier and bigger than what he expected.

Eventually, if the lullaby felt inadvertently distant, a few bursts sounded from the "top" side.

(Are you still scratching people's Eliphas back then?)

Then, "Now is the time" to accomplish it and also to take her away from the law.

If my loneliness and spiciness were to be freed from the long-suffering of the goddess, who also became my companion on the form, at the end of the day or so, it seemed to me that it was the goddess who took me on her own path, which only stared at the angels of the stars.

(Either way, Eliphas didn't have time anymore)

A goddess built after a "time limit device" was planted, with a set time of activity and certainty.

Even if we were given the letter God so that people could stay in this world for an uninterrupted amount of time, the limits were coming.

If it had originally been applied to a person's calendar, it would have been before 2000.

Once in 1999, when beings in the form of men disappeared at the same time as they perished, the angel of the stars was informed by God the Father.

That was also why the angel of the stars saddened her birth.

It's just that even in 1999, once, no matter what, the goddess was heartbroken to be told that she was going to destroy the world created by the angel of the stars, but disappeared without question to go with it.

Built to relieve people's anxiety, when people can lose their existence, they are erased in a true sense because they have become useless.

Made to relieve the anxiety of the existence of a person who will soon be erased, the goddess has been promised to disappear to apply even more insult.

However, the position that it "disappears if man's world is over" also applies to Belzebub in the part called "Prime Minister of Hell", who accompanied the angel of the stars and fell into heaven.

(In the calendar of men, it seems that the Father of my Lord, who falls upon the other God, says, "The angel of the stars has fallen because God only cared about men, and he was jealous of them", etc.)

So the part of jealousy, among men and fallen angels, was undertaken by Belzebub, who would be second to the angels of the stars.

The reason why the angel of the stars fell was that he was above God - even now Belzebub believes that, for the rest of the time, he prevails in the sense of kindness over God - the arrogant part.

Even when I told him that God the Father had decided to destroy him any day, he still believed and acted that by the time the time came, he would be spared if he made a better world.

To that figure who does not give up, the angel of the stars bears the word "arrogance", which can be called pride.

And when I understood that there was nothing I could do, I took the sword, the symbol of "power".

It is unclear whether it was in the presence of God the Father that the angel of the stars revolt that he was most loving.

But supposedly rebellious, attracted by the angels of the stars, those who were formerly exotic gods and were all considered "fallen angels" in the calendar of men, there is no event that a man will perish, even after the calendar time of 1999, when he was asking God the Father.

They had also made hedges of kingdom in the land of the world, and fought with each other in battle to reduce its membership.

However, when it seems that such disputes have settled without much age, when the year 2000 has passed, as I recall forgetting, there will be a major natural disaster that ignores the borders of the country and so on, and although not enough for people to perish, they will suffer considerable damage.

He watched the state of the land in the room of the said boy, who will eventually be the Pope of the chief of the religion that worships the goddess of the earth, while remaining silent in the picture books that will be his temporary residence.

The monk boy who grew soft and beautiful, with remarkably slow heart growth, also cared about spirits from all over the world rambling around unconsciously.

If you take out all the picture books that are always on the bookshelf and look at them side by side on the floor, you may also repeat the action of distracting that anxiety.

On the other hand, although it was a page in a picture book in me, Eliphas, who had given up his place, also had a situation where he would continue to exist even after the time he was told to disappear.

Although it was also thought to be related to Julian Zaheto cutting a page of the picture book after the alleged deadline of 2000, the details are of course unclear.

However, even though I thought the breakup was coming, I didn't know if the time had gone or stretched, but it was also a joy not to visit.

Sometimes the angels of water and the vessels of earthly angels, who were close to their companions, appeared in this world, and if they could, so could they themselves before they disappeared, but I also wanted Eliphas to reunite with the angels of the stars.

In doing so, I thought that the goddess I welcomed as my partner was not created solely to relieve people's anxiety.

(No, Ning Ro, if you can, if it's true -)

Even if I damaged a page that would be my temporary residence, I also thought that it would be good if I could live normally in the existence and this world that that goddess sincerely thought of.

When I was pressed into Apricot and wished for the happiness of my partner while being deprived of my sight, the words the angel of the stars spoke to me resurrect, even as I was shredded.

- Zeble is really sweet.

- So, thank you.

- You realized what I cared about, and Gabriel and that tough Uriel helped that goddess together.

- I need to give up more, because I didn't have to rely on it, but I still left the world to God the Father.

(No, my lord. I didn't want to help, I just wanted to be your "power," whatever happens to me, I want to be on your side)

I have seen beside him in the gentle monarch he desires, spreading twelve feathers in the figure of a boy to mercy the world entrusted with his administration.

Those present in their world did not just make them happy, but even when they encountered difficulties that could not be helped, they gave them "wisdom" through the power of miracles that could overcome them.

And with wisdom, he even made me learn the joy of accomplishing it.

People also appreciated the angels of the stars and lived carefully learning from their daily lives the feelings of caring for each other with wisdom.

However, in the soothing world, when more people appeared and not one angel of the stars appeared, more things happened among people.

When you find that much contention, let your empty eyes blind you and blame yourself.

- That's my responsibility, too, Zeble.

The world was near ready, and the angel of the stars found it, a little box that was rolling over the earth.

I opened it without making a report because of my original curiosity and the distrust I had with God the Father by the time I created the world.

As soon as I opened it, I knew that the black beard would evoke bad feelings for people, and I immediately closed it.

I reported it to God the Father to apologize for the fact that I had divulged it only to this world.

Then the young goddess, who was on her side, opened up, "You will not know until the end," and "Do not give up," and scattered the black oxen all over this world.

- If it's true, if I hadn't found that box, it would have been good.

- But even as that young goddess said, after a weak sound on Belzebub, I can think of myself.

Initially, the young goddess holds a great deal of grip on the emotions she shouldn't have when she opened the box on her own, and what God the Father forgave.

He comes to the Belzebule at height and complains, as if he could not bear the emotion in himself and rush in and complain.

At that time, the angel of the star, who shed even tears but was also brave, confronted the event "without giving up" to the vegan attitude of God the Father and the vegetarian vibrations that made the goddess despise.

- By analogy, how much pain you tasted, if you had some great stuff left at the end, does that mean it's all good?.

- Even if it harms and denies what you worked so hard to build, the last thing left - the "winner", if it was good.

"Don't give up," he overcame questions and grievances that he could not respond to by asking God the Father.

It took a long time, but because of this incident, the angel of the stars also realized where he was being seen from around him.

And the exotic God, who became comfortable with the angel of the stars, kept watching his growth beside him.

Every time he overcame his realization, he grew and gained confidence - and without telling him anything, Lucifer, for the first time, doubted God the Father, when he uttered that he would give up to that young goddess the world made by the angels of the stars.

I also noticed from the public truth of the calendar that my surroundings looked sorry for me.

And that the angels of the stars have disbelief in God the Father,

"The words are hit, but the meanings are going to be different"

I also detected rumors being whispered.

- Zeble, if nearly 2,000 years have passed since I built the world, the only thing I know about breaking once is Lucifer in this world.

Not knowing that, spirits with thoughts and will around them and exotic gods not so close together had sent star angels a look to expect something while instilling a sympathetic gaze.

In particular, it is neither given the name God, attracted to strength pride or to the brilliance and strength of the angels of the stars, who prefer exotic strife, nor a serene being.

Don't deal with such beings for now, but my position as an angel of the stars was starting to be a lot more misleading.

- Even if I was given a goddess the world I knew would be destroyed in a way that grabbed me from the side, it would only be unfortunate.

I have a place in my calendar that is definitely told as a story.

It was like God's "determinations" that existed in this world.

And if there is a world, and it has not been possible to protect it, then the existence of "God" becomes a miserable position.

- Is that what God is, Zeble?.

Nod deeply and respond to that question.

On behalf of God the Father, who answers nothing, when he was still a hunk of curiosity, one way or the other, he carelessly asked Belseble and remembered for certain what he had taught him.

- Although I am entrusted with the management of this world, it is "the use of heaven," and I do not take ultimate responsibility, and "cannot take".

It is a matter of decision, and there is no choice.

- But if sooner or later, when the time comes, can that young goddess endure to take responsibility without knowing anything?

I don't know the sense of the flow of time of being God, but the time of 2000 is not something of permanence.

However, although limited, I know that perhaps to some extent it is time for the heart of the young goddess to grow.

But I can't help but wipe the fear when I grew up knowing only a small, small place like this.

And that goddess has no wings or ability to move around as freely as she does.

Once upon a time when the angels of the stars themselves were still young and in a state of curiosity, they were uttered as if they had foreseen angels who were compatriots who did not normally like to get acquainted.

"The frog in the well doesn't know the ocean.

Shit, because Lucifer herself speaks of that, good.

Let me tell you something good - "

And the angel of the wind who presided over knowledge told me that he could carry the knowledge that he was at height, "I can't do what I teach him, but I'll introduce him to the smart one in a different classification."

For that matter, although the angel of the stars seemed greatly appreciative, the person who wanted to convey his gratitude did not always remain and flew around the world on the errands asked of God the Father.

- I'm glad I have a Zeble.

- But will the beings who said so to that goddess show up?

―――……

I don't even respond to Zeble right away.

- Plus, I feel like Father himself is trying to keep that goddess away.

Never spoil a goddess.

The figure of the goddess is red and adorable with thin red fluffy hair and all eyes.

Even though he made a slight strong impression and made statements that were aligned with his eyes, he knew that there was an out-of-the-box honesty, and the angel of the stars had told Belzebule before starting a "revolt".

He said he was clashed from behind in a palace where God the Father was, where he had meetings with other angels to manage the world.

Only the young goddess herself, in the form of a star angel wrapped in twelve wings, made a somewhat pitiful voice that the clashed angel was also "wobbly", to the extent that her body swayed.

Goddess on a large number of wings - you can still compare them to toddlers - but correspond to being buried with the wings closed.

The goddess also understood that she was certain that she had bumped into her and immediately lowered her head deeply, bewildered by the wings that suddenly disappeared, saying the apologetic bow and words to the angel of the stars, in a bell-ringing voice.

- I'm so sorry to bump into you so suddenly, but when I was about to go to Father, Angel of the Wind told me it was a shortcut, and I was thinking and I wasn't looking forward.

- That's right, you don't have to worry about it. There seems to be no injury, most importantly.

- Suddenly you said a shortcut, the angel of the wind might have flirted.

The angel of the star, who fully understands the nature of the angel of the wind, smiled gently and said that if he aligned his gaze with the young goddess, he complained to the angel of the wind, like a blindfold, and swelled a little.

To the way it looked, it was all about managing the world on a daily basis, and I found it adorable for angels of stars who were not involved in art.

The young goddess was active inside and told Belseble that she had gone again as soon as she was called to God the Father.

- At first, if you were such a healthy goddess, if you became friends with your brother Mikael, you'd be just fine.

It's just that then for "Angel of the Stars and Goddess of the Earth,"

♪ I can't help but have a bad relationship ♪

and events that impressed the surroundings occurred continuously and were inscribed on the calendar.

Probably a young goddess made a mockery of the angel of the stars making the world in a young language.

The angel of the stars himself becomes sober and possesses various questions when he overcomes, though he was so gripped by his heart that he forgets his first adorable impression.

Though I think of it as evil push, the goddess herself can be young, but I am using it to help God the Father dare seem to have a bad relationship -.

Such an idea was also found in the brave and wise angel of the stars, the belsemble who could carry wisdom in the exotic God beside him.

Thoughts, of course, never come out of your mouth unless you do something that never goes into other ears.

And from this period on, even as a belsemble who had a relatively calm attitude of thought in his likeness, the angel of the stars had no choice but to be felt "favored" by the young goddess.

The angel of the stars organizes his feelings by initially visiting Belzebule about the twist that occurs when the goddess is intertwined, and by honestly putting his emotions in his mouth with tears what he feels unreasonable.

As I tidy up, I have no choice but to say something about a pretty girl, because the beginning of the gaze comes from what the goddess said.

The unreasonable nature of the angels of the stars, however, comes to the conclusion that God the Father treats them as if they were a whim.

As for Belzebule, he was relied upon not to lose sight of his essence, even though he pained to accept and overcome the misfortune of being the only being who "eventually will be the Lord", choosing his words diligently while grieving.

And whenever such events overlap, beings who are also "gods", analogous to kings in the gods of heights, admire the use of exotic heaven, all of which consolidate even their own positions and their determination to entrust them to the angels of the stars.

I was also aware that I was secretly feeling superior to watching the glorious process of growth that was just brave and clever, and to the way that I would develop a grip and growth that would reveal only to myself.

(However, if that's all there is to it, I guess it's just a shame in my thoughts)

In that, if you look at it from the side, an innocent statement by the young goddess only seemed like the beginning, the less-than-starred events with the angels of the stars were repeated openly.

To those who did not know all the circumstances would have seemed merely the selfishness of the adorable goddess, I heard the story in the form of reputation and rumors, whether directly or not, and Belseble in a position to be revealed details to the angel of the stars seemed.

(It's not an interesting idea, but if the innocent, innocent and adorable goddess who suddenly appeared while leaving the plenipotentiary to Master Lucifer to say what "reason" went through despite the abusive words and God adopted it -)

An angel whose belsemble, as his best friend, is supposed to have the power of a star who, as his lord, is about to make a relationship again.

The angel, who can also be likened as the "Star of Dawn", is jealous that the ever compassionate love of the goddess, who suddenly appeared in the world entrusted to God the Father to create and manage a new and adorable girl, is about to move.

I remember Belzebule hitting a fierce tongue in the face of a favorite when he realized that such an interpretation could no longer avoid coming out.

There was also a place to remember pity for the young goddess, who was also a god with the wisdom to carry knowledge, which in some ways might just be used as an ingredient to make her think that the goddess herself was causing jealousy without knowing why.

However, I also have smoking thoughts about my young compatriots as having power as a "god".

(- If that young goddess had grown a little at a young age and had something called her own will at that time.

Until Lucifer made the choice that he might fall, there was nothing to resist)

Even the timed goddess, who welcomed her own companion, had two crowns: the thickness of affection and vengeance, but while accepting it and hating it, when she appeared in the world as a person, she reached a disastrous end, and during a brief period of serenity, she encouraged the act of charity with her own will.

It is also true that merely the activity of its gratuitous charity is enshrined and its companion as a person is consecrated and consequently killed as a "honorable sacrifice," which is the grief of the angels of the stars, in the world of men.

If a young goddess sees them and disgusts them, and only passes an attitude of not engaging with people, I don't know.

(But sitting on top of the word "God" and doing nothing may make sense to me in Lucifer's world)

That was the only dissatisfaction I had even when the name shifted with Belzebub, the Prime Minister of Hell, the king of God at height.

- Whatever it takes, "everything" won't work as it is.

The angel of the stars was accepting and sublimating the words he had beaten.

- I need to give up more, because I didn't have to rely on it, but I still left the world to God the Father.

While adoring the young goddess, the angel of the stars was aware that she was staring at herself ahead.

- I don't know what prospect God the Father has of doing this.

When he sees the goddess in the garden of paradise alone with her unconscious speech and the Father God being "swept" away from nature and her surroundings, he pities his empty eyes and tells her so.

Since the realm of the world was different, it would not come true to bring him, but if there had been a thick eliphas in the sentiment of being Belzebule's companion, he also spoke weakly of the painful appearance of reaching out to the girl without hesitation.

- If it's true, I guess I could have reached out.

It was stopped by the Angel of the Wind, I tell you.

"Put it in the words, I won't tell you because the flow you've been through will be wasted, but that's the one thing you shouldn't let go of."

I was caught with a long finger trying to whisper in my ear and move on by the angel of the wind, who had at some point come to my side to do something that I was always tempted to do.

It came as a wonder that he was trying not to say anything.

The angel of the stars and the goddess of the earth must not get along, at least they "can't find" a place where they do.

If you thought to keep it from floating in your voice or in your mind, the angel of the wind reacts by raising only the edge of your mouth without responding.

Then, as the young goddess leaning down with her long fingers in the flower garden does not sound, if she played it small, she suddenly burst behind the young goddess, and her long ears "grew" in the flower garden.

Immediately after that, the angel of the stars found out that it was an animal called a rabbit in the world of men, and at the same time the young goddess looked back and was greatly surprised, reddening her face with excitement and reaching out.

The rabbit immediately rides on the lap of the young goddess, turning her excited, red face into a colour of joy and starting to stroke her fluffy body, smiling and politely and gently.

I can't help but tell Belzebule that the angel of the wind has spoken to me "to an unobstructed extent", even though the innocent words of the scattered girl have hurt me so far, but I can't help but think that what is at the root is the same as when there was a gentle honest first.

"In the east, God of the Moon gave me one as a family, because I won't see him again for a while.

There's a lot of rubbing going on in that country after finishing something called "nation-building."

Turn to the angel of the stars, who is about to finish building the world entrusted to God, and tell him so.

The story itself remembered that the angel of the stars had spoken to him since he had prefaced him with "something else."

Further, I thought it was an unfortunate story, but the angel of the wind said it in this place and situation for some reason, so I can continue looking for a place where I can connect.

"The god who conducts the wind over there moved one foot ahead of me, and this one managed to move, but if he is an" angel, "the movement is dull and restricted.

Because of this, even though he was also in a position to build a country, the god of the Goddamn Boy was played, and the god of the Big Boy also played only his name and role in the world to lift up this world.

I need to think of something else. "

If he was disturbed and deeply contemplated and pursued, the angel of the wind turned his back on the angel of the stars, leaving a word that was likely to cause turmoil.

"For now, you can leave that pretty goddess to Mr. Rabbit.

So Lucifer is going through the pain that she's given me, so you just have to face your feelings on it. "

I was told that I should face my feelings, and I thought, "How is this happening?"

So did God the Father, but the angels of the wind will have their thoughts, but they will not speak clearly.

- Belzebule, I know I didn't instigate anything from the angel of the wind, but I can't keep quiet about what you think is "wrong".

- The same goes for Eliphas, but that young goddess must be unbearable if the time came without being informed of anything.

(Really, it's your favorite person)

- I'm sorry, Zeble.

I didn't put it in words, but I must have been able to see it from my expression, and I realized I was already cementing my resolve, although I had been told with a troubled face.

- But if you don't, the world you've built with the help of all sorts of people will go back to shaking it out.

Though there was some certainty with the young goddess, above all, the angel of the stars wanted to prevent it.

Even though the Lord is the world that the angels of the stars have commanded and built, Lucifer himself never thinks of it as "the power of one."

I have always appreciated the cooperation around me, although I have said that I had my own strength.

So I didn't even know if the "one" will was good enough to destroy this world anymore.

It's just that the beginning of the angel world of the stars is the same without God the Father.

And likewise made out of God, and each Spirit, the master of the four great angels, responded to the angels' gratitude of the stars, and inspired them.

At first, I thought I would try my best because I was able to verbally push the stretched back of the twelve feathers.

- Surely it is God the Father who told me to create the world, both in his father, and in his power, and in the Spirit, who is a helping being.

He showed up in this world with the angel of the stars and his brother in charge of the fire, working with strength and the knowledge needed as a whole, followed by introducing me to the remainder of the four archangels.

From there, I went first as far as I could on my own, but I am not convinced where it is, although I cannot do just with the knowledge gathered in advance and the information provided by the angel of the wind.

- Not with this.

With that in mind, asking God the Father about it did not respond to the warm words of the first time.

If it was depressing, the spirits of the wind in the matter told me that they were different worlds but knowledgeable - belsembles as "kings of God at heights".

- If God the Father had responded at that time, he would not have met my first "friend" in the belsemble of a gentle monarch.

The only thing I can thank for that encounter was the same with Belseble.

(So why didn't you just leave what was a good meeting in the corner "good", my fellow countrymen?)

While in the same position of "God," I thought I was a little resentful.

It was doubtful that I had told him that I was close to completing a world that was not ashamed of the almost perfect "paradise" name, leaving it to the angels of the stars, who were trying to put aside all the operations of my world.

If the world is complete, destroy the world created by the angels of the stars in 1999 on man's calendar.

Before that, we leave the management of the world to that young goddess of the earth.

The angel of the stars was honestly wolfish when he was secretly summoned to God the Father to hear it alone in the place of sight.

- Still, isn't it impossible for the young goddess of the earth?.

When I realized it, I had my opinion in my mouth.

Depending on the listener, words that also sound like star angels are pronouncing themselves jealously on that young goddess.

However, the angel of the star who witnessed the goddess in the flower garden, who exchanged with the angel of the wind and did not appear on the table, was truly worried.

In contrast to my brother, who is just hiding behind me, I was worried if I could get the help around me in the behavior of that young goddess who repeated all innocently unscrupulous remarks.

The spirits who make the world together are cooperative with the angels of the stars because they try to understand themselves first.

If you don't know, the spirits also started cooperating because they didn't fail to make an effort to find out first.

When the spirits of darkness were difficult to deal with, they gave help to the wisdom of Belzebule, and the angels of the stars, if they understood the difficulty and the details, could help them gradually.

It's not something to wear overnight, or because of the angel talent of the star, "Loved as it is in heaven".

And if you entrust it to the goddess of the earth, if you can, you can tell me a little bit about it.

Though I thought so, the angel of the stars whispers remembering what the angel of the wind had told me.

"Put it in the words, I won't tell you because the flow you've been through will be wasted, but that's the one thing you shouldn't let go of."

The angel of the stars and the goddess of the earth must not get along, at least they "can't find" a place where they do.

If I told my father, I'd be able to tell him what this worry means.

And if you can, maybe God the Father misunderstands,

♪ The angel of the stars is jealous of the goddess of the earth ♪

I wanted to untie the misunderstanding.

Yes, within the thinking of the angel of the stars, God the Father feels signs from the throne who is always sitting at the behold, and raises his face.

What do you know about being on my side and just being there?

For the first time in a really long time, the voice of the Father God was trembling and small, the angel of the stars told the exotic God who had become his best friend.

- From the bottom of my heart, it was like a shivering cold voice.

When all the listening touches of the word "cold" preceded him, unable to pick up and read all of the words, there, the angel of the stars told Belzebule that he seemed sorry for God the Father.

Then other angels and that young goddess appeared in places where only the angels of God and the stars were present, as if they had attempted.

Immediately the young goddess speaks out by the side of God the Father, not only to him.

What's wrong with a bell-like, adorable voice? and the young goddess speaks but remains standing from the throne unanswered, returning her heel (bite).

He swelled his sleeve and walked away from the place behind the throne.

Usually, he had distracted angels of other high positions who were visiting on the spot with the young goddess, as well as angels of the stars who were relatively comfortable and voiceable with the gods.

(Does it mean that the time has passed that we can do something about it?)

My heart is filled with emotions that are close to giving up being part of the factors that are creating this scene.

The young goddess, who is left by the throne of God, will not be able to impose upon her what the angels of the stars have made of the world from now on.

(Besides, I can't help but think that I'm perfectly jealous of God the Father, plus I'm starting to rebel against that young goddess)

Still, keeping the promise of "only between Lucifer and God" with the Father God, the angel of the stars stands on the spot for a while without any explanation.

If I had just left, I could see from this situation that the angel of the stars was driven by jealousy to make a statement that made him feel disrespectful to God the Father, so that the scene where something had happened and the rumors of true (seriousness) might soon flow.

I think the angel of the stars himself, if he encountered this scene objectively, not the party, would likely believe the rumors.

The young goddess, in the condition left on the throne, was looking back, including the angels of the stars, and pouring out of her red eyes the gaze of "what happened?" to her adult presence more than she did.

However, I don't even try to push and gaze around thinking that the young goddess is being bewitched by God the Father, that I can't say anything bad.

And the only one who would look at me, an angel with empty eyes, had been pouring eyes that were no different from those against his surroundings.

I also played the star angel harp line as a feeling of fuzzy nostalgia for an equal attitude that would not change anyone of that.

(Could be -)

The angel of the stars noticed the attitude and the essence of the words that the young goddess had ever spoken.

Even now, that young goddess now thinks once about the influence of words that poke at what she thought was a weakness in the angel's speech and behavior.

They never gave out anything to blame the individual angel of the stars.

The words that were zero from the little lips came to mind once among the angels of the stars, but most of them were erased because they thought they were too hopeful and ideal.

But I have never been able to think of the idea that angels of the stars are generally seen as a "good side", and that cleanliness is connected to loss "then I had in mind".

The words of the young goddess were ideal among the angels of the stars.

However, if you chose only ideals and spread them to the world, it is contemplated that grievances leak from the wisdom of being spread by the angels of the stars, both to the Spirit and from man.

Ideally, there's a lot of pro bono parts involved, so there's reason there - especially when people are often dissatisfied.

Though a world where a culture of virtue is beginning to take root in not seeking anything in return, the reality that cannot be done alone was well understood in looking at people's lives.

So even if I thought it was great, I felt strongly in my heart that I would not be forced to do so in a world where I was entrusted with management.

But the young goddess brings to this world the idea that the angel of the stars tried to make her heart and dance because of her consideration, with an innocent and powerful statement.

And God the Father chose you.

Though I know it's great, I've been trying so hard to hide the "ideal" that threatens to bring great pity and grudge to the world I've been entrusted to.

To be crushed by that effort, I remember a great mourning, and I am stunned as I nestle in the fact that for the first time I was able to digest the meaning of my emotions so expensive that tears flow.

Thinking it's the best thing in me alone, but thinking it's a word or an attitude that I shouldn't say to my mouth if I think about what's around me, I've been lying low.

But God the Father wanted the idea that the young goddess spoke and the angel of the stars thought of it once, but withdrew.

Over the young goddess, I felt I could understand why I was looking at myself, but "I don't want to understand" boils in the angels of the stars.

When I realized the thought was definitely in me, I saw the young goddess, confused by the throne.

I thought I had to protect you.

But I can't accept being asked to play the role of goddess nowadays either - so I walked away from the place where I saw her.

- "I" may mean that the angel of the stars changed too much from what my father wanted.

From the lump of curiosity and the fierce, empty eyes, gradually the breadth was lurked, where calm and reason were added.

Because I believed it was also an extension to be recognized by God the Father.

- I thought it would be good for me to accept the words of that young goddess and not give up.

But perhaps God the Father realized that the angel of the stars had grown in a direction he did not want, and had come so far that he could not return.

Behind an angel of stars groaning like a twilight on the way at the Belzebule Hall at height, he confronts with his ever bent back to play his desired favorite.

- But Master Lucifer, you can't think that you're "wrong" anymore.

If I told you so, I would see the face of an old looking best friend whose body swayed small and took the form of looking up for the first time.

Because the angel of the stars wants it, he also noticed that he was dating an exotic god who could carry his wisdom, even if it wasn't the original name Belzeble.

- If you say what you want, I will follow your will.

- Mine, will you accompany me?.

Whenever I became intimate with an intelligent being and exchanged words, the confidence that I was able to readily prepare my thoughts for depth, but was also attractive, was lurking in the shadows.

And now with more restraint than necessary, the angel asks weakly.

I am an angel, and I have not forgotten that my opponent is an exotic but divine being.

An angel with calm pride and confidence, not overflowing with confidence from his pride of being loved by a god like before, but backed by the efforts he had made to create the world, also seemed attractive enough to an exotic god.

- Yeah, I'm totally attracted to being you already.

- Thank you, Zeble.

If you see a reassuring look on your reply, the exotic god who immediately grew taller continues.

If I had listened to the current so far, there seemed to be little time left to cede the world made by the angels of the stars to the goddess of the earth.

- So, what do we do now, Master Lucifer?

In the overflow of rumors of a series of angels and goddesses, it is not likely that we should cure the noise.

Even if, for example, that young and mighty goddess and the gentle angel of the stars took the form of reconciliation, the completion of the world, once broken in 1999, which God had built and managed as He had planned, was near.

However, as far as listening to the angels of the stars, he rose his throne and considered it as an exotic god who could carry wisdom where the currents could not be changed without some great trigger from the tone of the word uttered by the Father God.

- I really don't mind giving up that world to the goddess. However, I worked hard to build it, so if you care about it, I'm happy with it.

And the angel of the stars remembers the young goddess who was touching the rabbit that the angel of the wind had given comfort with gentle hands in the flower garden.

It may not work at first, but if someone shows guidance, I'm sure she can do it well.

If you think about it so much and smile gently, remember and say something different about Belseble on that smile.

- Oh, you bet. Because you, the angel, seemed to enjoy the time you were making and thinking about it rather than looking to complete the world.

Not long before we met, Belzebule sat in the abyss of a cliff at height in his role as God, looking up at the sky of the same color as his eyes, and happily talking about the world that the boy was entrusted to build.

Then gradually more and more of God the Father's incomprehensible actions, bewildered and consulted, began to visit this place even the angels of the water and the angels of the earth, and at last he was to receive even the goddess who would be his companion.

The angel of the stars laughs out of his voice for the first time in a long time, thanking him for bringing out things from a time of pleasure that he couldn't even remember these days as his feelings plunged into his interactions with God the Father.

- Zeble really knows me well. This is going to help me when I accidentally forget something.

- Yes, I'm going to be your best friend first for what's going to happen. And friends and I make up for each other.

I look into my laughing face with an expression of heartfelt concern and empty eyes.

- So go ahead and tell me what you want to do.

- I want it to go beyond the year 2000 if I can, even if that world has left my hand.

Staring at his palm wide, he then reached and gripped the wrinkly, exotic hand of God, whose height had grown more than his own, but whose age remained worthy of the expression of the Ong.

- As I said earlier, I believe that it may be the first world made of God's ability to be father, but it's not just that anymore.

Strongly holding his wrinkly hand, the angel feelings of the stars settled naturally and expressed his gratitude to the beings involved in making the world so far.

It can be argued that it is not only the King of God at height, but that it is not a good idea to move around in the dark clouds, omitting the knowledge and experience of the gods of the worlds of all nations.

- So I'm going to try to talk to people who are honest about it but have no obstacles, and first I'm going to find out if there's any way to make sure that world doesn't break after 1999, which God the Father was saying.

While I sincerely rejoice at the strength of the power that holds my hand and the angel of the stars brightening back into my empty eyes for the first time in a long time, I also speak of my advice as a friend quickly.

- Don't forget that you don't have time, "My Lord."

- I can't believe he's the Lord, he's tough. But if Belzebule wants that form of relationship with me, let's give it away where "friends" can give it to each other.

That's what I said and laughed, I let go of the hand I was holding, and I could only see better in the form of a slightly distanced face, staring at Belseble.

- Not all kindness and wit, but so much majesty, is being an exotic god my best friend?

- Yeah, but I don't mean for the previous Belzeble of the Ong to be fake. I used to need it, and this is how I looked like I had stretched my back.

Before I met the angels of the stars, it was difficult to defend my place as a god if I did not take what I deserved to be likened to the "king of God at height" in an age of myths and fables in the world of men.

For the first time, a brief explanation will be given to the angel of the stars.

- Before you met me, it was up to the Belsembles to look that majestic and have to face each other, wasn't it?.

He nodded slowly when I asked him a few times before, remembering that he had been bewitched by an exotic god, who did not use his powers as an "angel of the stars", but lightly looked like this old man.

- Yeah, but it's ancient enough that the expression "now is old" applies.

- Yeah, but that's very interesting.

With such a reply, I remember being flirted with in the same way when angels were doing arches with each other before the foundations of "paradise" could still be built, as was the case when Belzebule matched me, although not nearly as ancient.

(I thought Raphael had a knife instead of a sword)

"Lucifer, he's strong, but he's very different from Mikael. You're a twin. Why not?"

In floating words, he was attacked with a short blade, trying to attack the angel of the stars.

"Lucifer is Lucifer.

Lucifer, do your best to destroy that ridiculous angel of the wind. "

He also remembered the gentle voice of the angel of the water who, following the words of the temple, inspired the angel of the stars.

There was no such thing as a power as an angel of the stars, which is what surpassed the angels of the stars in the order of God's love.

However, if you did not use it, the angel of the star has only the power of age, although he is a superior sword in his appearance as a boy.

Only when I did not use the power of the star angel did I feel liberated from the weight of the position I must always be at the top.

And as an angel, I also recall feeling like the four great angels, who are perceived older than me, towards the "brother" of men.

(What would the four angels do if they found out that I was going to tell them what I was going to do?

Besides, in that world, if you only knew the secret of "Father God and Angel of the Stars")

On the shoulder of an angel of stars silenced in Russia, Belzebule's wrinkly hands are placed, in the form of a look up again.

- "Now". Forgive me, but this is a long time ago, including mine.

"Now is not the time to stop legs and think about it. Even if we think about it, we won't have time unless we move forward in parallel"

I was called out in words, and I could see that I had been "cautioned" from a heightened gaze, and my best friend made me feel sorry and the angel of the stars lowered the edge of my brow, and I laughed small.

Then spread the twelve blades wide.

- Well, I'll go find out soon.

- Also, if you calm down, let's talk earlier. Because it's also a time consuming story to remember.

- Okay, then let me know if you remember, Belzeble! In the meantime, I'm coming.

The angel of the stars rises, raising the edge of the brow that was lowering, without words that should not be clearly left in the shape.

We both knew it was already "starting" without checking.

Eventually the figure of an angel floating in the sky, just as the light of the sun also hides at the end of the horizon, leaving a hint of cedar and flying into the sky past dusk, becomes the "star of the night" to which the angel can be likened in the world of man.

- It would be nice if we had time to talk about the old days when we got home.

He groans so small, "moving" from his old tall figure to a gentle monarch figure, trying to pull out his powers.

If you're going to use the expression "back," you're going to look more like the star angel who stretched his back earlier.

- I don't think you've ever talked about my old days since you met Lucifer.

Until then, I have only interacted with the angels of the stars, such as the story of the future that lies ahead of me, which is the present.

Besides, I never gave my partner Eliphas his original name, nor did he show himself.

For the first time in a long time, I remember the time when keeping a tall, dignified figure was supposed to protect a world that would serve me as a god, and breathe small.

He only explained to his wife, Eliphas, that the name Belzeble was also something whose pronunciation had changed somewhat within a long time of the original name flowing.

- Something about that young goddess that's moving around like this, but it also connects for Eliphas.

Even now, I wonder why God, the Father of the Angels of the Stars, is making the statement of destroying the world once and for all in an era called 1999, even though it was inexplicable as the position of the same God.

Otherwise, I should have confronted the threat of natural anger without making a goddess like Eliphas for people.

If the time had come for "what if" because of what I had just moved, the goddess Eliphas, the affectionate one who became my companion, would surely not take my side, but I wanted to avoid the restrictions placed on her in case she was unfavourable to the angel who had ordained her Lord.

Whatever it is, if you've avoided destroying the world first, everything will be worrying.

However, even Belseble himself, as a feeling, leaned toward the angel of the stars, so he understood that it was just a little irrational because his desire to string the ideas of God the Father was lower first.

If Berzebul had not bound himself to the world of becoming God, there was no reason not to know the world that more irrational God would pay for as a knowledgeable being.

But that has consistently been repeated as "irrational", and in a sense, it has become discipline in the world.

I also knew, however, that it was also a world of God that didn't last very long.

(- I created a world that I could be proud of entrusted by the Father named "God", using as a role the heavenly uses that weigh reason and order at all costs.

And I didn't have an obsession with what I even made clean, but it's natural to have a feeling that I don't want to destroy the world I created dearly.

Moreover, to deposit the world that is to be destroyed, I entrust it to the young goddess, whose reputation is unconsciously bad within.

What would happen if I did this?)

Turning his back to the night sky, where the angel of the stars flew, he walked down the path where the flowers of order blossomed, caned in the figure of a monk and connected to his own hall at high altitude.

- Even though Master Lucifer's presence is already known beyond the boundaries of this world.

- It's like painting mud on the face of a wonderful angel, equal to my child.

From the engraved mouth of a wrinkle expressing a favorable grandfather, leaks bitterness against God, who should be in the same line.

Even if the beginning-elephant power is one of God his Father, the sprouting extends from it takes value and place across the world.

The world that the angels of the stars had been entrusted to build, that's how they spread their association with other worlds.

Losing it means breaking the connections and stories that made the place possible.

- That's no longer recognized by the world.

The exotic gods, headed by Belzebule, also recognize the existence of Lucifer and are inscribed on the calendar as "angels of the stars", even though they change their appearance and role somewhat in that world.

So even if the existence that gave me the "beginning" tells me the "end", I can't make the choice to come and obey, the beginning of fallen heaven from such a situation.

(- The sound of the clatter stopped)

It sounded like a soul-relieving song, if the noise stopped, I realized that I had at some point put my thoughts to a distant past while I was burned away with filth.

"... Also conspired"

As usual, with his forehead pressed into the palm bottom of Apricot's palm, when he whined small, Apricot's body swayed small, suppressing Belzebule at the same time as the gunfire sounded from height again.

"The ability to absorb memories was a contract with the traveler. I only saw him as number 18, but I think he was overconfident."

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From Apricot, who confronted him as an enemy, he thought that his memories were lurking brilliantly, dragged away with the exotic goddess's soul-relieving song, and that something like "Kachidori" could be uttered.

However, such words did not emerge, and the power to sharpen his own filth, which is Belzebub, remained the same, but the power to contain it was slightly weakened from the small shake earlier.

"- Oh, hi."

All of a sudden, a voice sounded like it could even be caught in the throat.

Subsequently, Shizuku, which is wrapped in the Kalu Luo flame and whose face is pressed and not exaggerated by analogy to burning heat, but with the warmth of human skin, sinks between the wrinkles of the rich age of those who are the vessels of the exotic God.

I see you're crying.

- Was Eliphas on a journey?

With his vision blocked, he told him so, and now a series of warm Shizuku dripped into his wrinkled, engraved mouth.

The goddess, who was supposed to disappear in 1999, traveled this world for 18 extra years, and traveled to a different world again, in the tears of a woman calling her granddaughter, Belzebub felt a little sorry for what she had been able to perceive for the first time.

And I don't know what coincidence it is, but the teardropped Shizuku conveys wrinkles and slips into the mouth that serves as a vessel.

Belseble, who is also involved in wisdom, and Sage, who tastes the rock that is the vessel in this world and hears it from the saltiness and spiciness of his tears.

"It seemed like a satisfactory enough trip for Eliphas, and most importantly, let's say it was a companion.

And without suffering at all, Eliphas was on a journey. If I told her, would she be able to stop her granddaughter from crying? "

"- You are."

In the last more than 50 years, when she was cut as a page of a picture book and her distance from Eliphas opened for the first time, but every time it was a sacrifice for a person, she usually felt nothing, but that mourning arrived at the source of a magical picture book that would be her temporary residence when she suffered.

A convenient "goddess" produced just to reassure the mind of human anxiety.

However, even if I am commanded to do so, I remember with certainty that I am angry that I will be tied to a convenient sweetness, and that I will receive that voice together, desperate as a sacrifice.

Every time the existence of Eliphas' sacrifice at will was about to be engraved with a history that would be treated as "salvation," he was raising his voice to pieces.

"I, in prayer alone - do not want to forgive or help, even those who do not redeem themselves without effort!"

With the exception of the first time, the last time, and now, and one time before that, Eliphas the Witch, he kept most of the severed demons as prime ministers of hell who recorded together in magical picture books and applied to the definition of man's enemies.

But this time, I couldn't even make him feel what augured for him.

And now, slowly, more than 2,000 years ago, the figure of a gentle goddess named Eliphas, who had been drawn together in his heart by the power of a picture book conceded to travellers, can be found in his mind with a clearly fading sense of loss.

He just smiles gently, even when it's time for him to disappear slowly from the edge.

A hand reaches out from somewhere to Eliphas, who is about to disappear, without hesitation, but gently shakes the hand of the Prime Minister's companion in Hell.

Though I can't see him, he immediately told me that he was the one who kept thinking of her to the end.

And just above the red scarf wrapped around my neck for a moment, I lifted the edge of my disturbed mouth, took the hand of a vanishing goddess and showed the prime minister of hell that he would grab it at the same time as his figure disappeared perfectly, and the two of them, from this world, disappeared perfectly.

"Apparently, even though he had a partner named me, he was gradually held by his loved one and traveled while taking his hand"

I felt signs that Apricot's arms would move just a little, telling him that while his vision was blocked, he could not contain it with immense magic and the strength of his arms built with daily workouts.

"... oh, I envy you"

The sound of tears or tears sucking up hard was heard between the sounds of blasts burning up the dirt.

"You can't force yourself into it anymore.

Both Eliphas and his shadow-crafted being, with the heart of a vessel faithful to this figure, disappeared.

I don't have a hand pawn anymore, granddaughter. "

Honestly, I'd tell him to do something about it to shed tears and tears, but I can't help but think it's funny to say those words in this setting, and that's the way to put it.

"Yeah, but just a little more shredded, until" your real name "comes out."

It says in the picture book, "Belzebub, God of the heights," "Belzebub, Prime Minister of Hell."

Immediately answer questions filled with tears, in a dry voice.

Shortly after hearing Belzebub's answer, Apricot makes a loud sipping noise without loosening the power to suppress, and a voice that suppresses his emotions diligently.

"- If you can, before you cut it off, could you tell me your name before you met the angel of the stars"

"Hehe, I can make a blood pact with that colored man, he's in the position of a sage grandson, so he seems to have the knowledge of" old stories "that aren't even included in his history."

In the history of this country in this world, it manages to remain until the story of the archangel who was the head of the four Spirits, headed by the angel of the fallen stars, before the goddess of the earth appeared.

But before that, the Prime Minister of Hell knew that it was difficult to gather that information anywhere in the world.

The only people who know that it was also planted by the Traveler are the fallen ones who, like Belzebub, searched for the Angels of the Stars who served their purpose but disappeared.

"Not" name, "but" appearance. "

Well, I don't know what causes it, but it's almost no different from what you might call a "pean vinegar" in this world.

"I'm sorry, I need you to tell me the name of everything here -"

When they say that, the power of the Apricot that suppresses the self-bell zebra falls out.

However, as always, I felt the momentum of the Garuda Luoyin burning my filth undiminished.

(Momentum for my filth, now it's Ning Ro's turn)

When the magic of the five lines of the eastern kingdom was found, preferred by the wise man who looked the same as himself, even if he lost his power, his restrained hand was withdrawn.

Because of the fact that it uses the body of a person as a vessel, or because it has always been oppressed, it has a thin white membrane in its sight, but it immediately pours down to the prime minister of hell, where brightly colored thin red flower rumblings lie.

But before it reaches Belzebub, it is taken in by a flame in the shape of a mouth and goes with its own filth and more shredding.

"Add the power of wood fire to the Garuda flame."

The flowers that preside over the Word of Order, once in the quality of the country's terroir that they were delivering as God, pour down as if it were rain of grace from heaven.

"No, it is the God of Storm and Mercy that rains the rain of grace," is who I am - "

And it came to pass, when Belzebub had spoken, that the white and black whirlwind was wrapped around him.