Reincarnation Monarch

One thousand four hundred and one, innocent.

"Oh, I think that's a lot of potential"

Shester wasted it.

Ione looked up and muttered.

"... right. Lucifer..."

Ione quietly lowered her gaze when she said so.

And then he flashed his shoulders again and walked early.

Shester became a bigger strand than earlier and followed Ione.

And in a quiet tone he spoke again against Ione.

"What do you say? Do you remember your anger?

Ione smiled quietly.

"No way. I can't do that right away... No, if you're really being worked on, you're not gonna get angry if you don't do something about it?

"You sure do. Hmm... and you..."

Shester asked Ione once again, in a heartfelt wonder, once he had stopped his words there.

"And you're a lot more honest, aren't you?

"Honest? Really?

"Oh, it's amazingly honest. No, to be more precise... right, innocent... maybe."

Ione tilted her little neck adorably.

"... Innocent?... me?

"That's right. You have answered my question without any starvation. It's disgusting."

Then Ione's face was distorted halfway.

"It's disgusting, sir?

Shester tried his excuses against Ione with his hands up in a slight panic.

"No, I'm sorry. That was a bad way to put it. I mean, it should have been less hostile when we met, but we just had a conversation for a few dozen or so minutes, and we're a lot broken. I think this is amazing, and at the same time it shows your innocence."

"... Huh. Innocence..."

"Oh, usually it's something you don't tell your first person about yourself so clearly."

Then even as Ione nodded, he rebutted.

"But if it were, wouldn't you be innocent, too? A conversation is something you can't do alone, right? Suppose I was innocent, but if they weren't, they wouldn't get along?

Then Shester shook it big or small.

"No, that's not true. There's no way we can't have a conversation without each other being of the same nature. No, conversation will sometimes flourish because it's not the other way around. I wonder if we're really that case, huh?

When Shester inquired the other way around, Ione placed his right index finger on his jaw.

"Uh-huh... I guess so... I'm not sure. Because I don't really talk to outside people..."

That's what Ione said, he sneered quietly.