Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

I remember the first time I stepped into the Wang capital, I raised my admiration for its brightly colored streets.

White walls, cobblestones on blue roof tiles that add up to the beautiful city of Wang Du. It was the flowers that further adorned the sight overflowing with colour.

Along the road, at the store, and in the windows of the houses, the flowers grown by someone bloom, enriching the hearts of those who live there or pass by.

The king capital of the dragon kingdom of Auschnell, here Auschnell Tsari, is therefore sometimes called the "capital of Hua".

"The bath here is amazing too..."

The bath at the castle was amazing, but so was the bath here at church, amazing.

There are no gorgeous decorations, but when I hear that the bath made of white marble is spacious and prepared just for us, I feel sorry for it.

Besides, there are a lot of flowers floating here as well.

Rose, Marigold, Sweet Pea, and Dendrobium, which was also floating in the castle bath.

Red, peach, yellow, blue, purple and as if in a flower garden.

"I used to use this place once before I met Mr. Iris, but he's usually just putting up hot water, right? I think Marie floated the flowers specially because Mr. Iris came."

"Oh yeah..."

Thirty-one, thirty-two... Rosé is putting flowers on my head as I extend my legs in a spacious bath and dip them to my shoulders......

It's bigger than a bath in the castle, and because of the amount of flowers floating around, Mr. Rosé can't stop.

It won't be long enough as it is, and I will be buried in flowers.

"Um, it's time for my neck to ache..."

I'm sorry I dropped the flowers. Because I've been fixing my neck orientation, or the back of my neck followed me.

"Oh, excuse me. I can get a lot of rides, so it's fun..."

Grab the peachy sweet pea you were trying to get on, and unload that hand without a location.

I saw Mr. Rosé's side, which was a little soggy, and was attacked by a little guilt.

"Oh, really..."

What, someone like this pretty peachy flower itself.

When I received the peachy flower from Mr. Rosé's hand, I put it on my head.

"You're full of flowers"

When she said that and laughed, Mr. Rose nodded and put his hands together near his mouth.

"Yeah, but she's so cute"

And you laughed at me.

I'm happy with it, forget the pain in my neck, and now I'll hang with the flowers.

"Today, no. Yesterday already? That was a lot of trouble."

Insert the red rose into Mr. Rose's peachy hair.

"Phew, right"

"Again, congratulations. Becoming a high priest and being appointed to the Holy Knight..."

Next I got a little lost and inserted another one on the other side...... purple dendrobium.

"Thank you"

Rosé, who decorated both sides with flowers, was just as beautiful as she thought, no, more than that.

Enough to inadvertently forget to blink and see.

(beside Mr. Rosé, I)

Unexpectedly enough to seep a grin that is not good for your mouth.

"...... but it seems to me to be cheerful, but I wonder if it's too early for me... I think so too"

"Huh? Fast......?

I jumped one eyebrow when Rosé asked me something unexpected.

Two wheels are fine for the flowers that color Mr. Rosé's hair. Satisfied I soak in chapus hot water.

"But Mr. Rosé is a high priest of the red rank. Historical knights are also awarded titles when they reach the red ranks."

"Yeah, that's right..."

Mr. Rosé took his hands out of the hot water and shook them.

It's a hand that has dived through many battles.

He's an arm that's protected me, even though he's suffered a lot of burns in the fight against Sands Wands.

From what I've seen, there's no burn marks.

But Rosé's heart must have been engraved with pain at that time.

I must never forget it.

"Mr. Iries."

It was when I nearly opened my mouth to encourage you about Mr. Rosé.

Mr. Rosé called me by my name first.

"Oh, yes."

"I swore that I would no longer despise myself."

Mr. Rosé doesn't look at me, he just looks at his gripping hand. Come on.

I'm afraid I don't know what you're looking at there.

"So what I'm going to say now is just a fact. I don't mean to disparage myself, I just admit it..."

So I cut the word a little, and Mr. Rose moved his gaze to me next door.

The expression was a little stiff and looked like the first time I met Mr. Alonda at the church in Sorretta Ritta before.

"Mr. Iries, I wanted you to know that you too...... So I dare confess."

Stared at me, my body stifled, and its shaking caused a few flowers over my head to fall.

"I was... jealous."

"Oh, jealousy...... is it?

I blink when I hear unexpected words once in a while.

"When I heard Mr. Confix calling you Iri, I was... jealous"

"... ahhh..."

What, a confession, that? About that? When was the first time Mr. Rose met Lou?

When I was talking to Lou in the school courtyard, Mr. Rose came cracking a hedge, was that it?

At that time, I'm sure Mr. Rosé came as nicely as usual, but at that time... were you jealous? To Lou?

"In front of Mr. Iris, who is delighted to receive his nickname for the first time, I... thought of Mr. Confix as your friend... jealous and..."

Surprised to leave me halfway, Mr. Rose continues to repent with a pale, no, seepage of regret.

"I thought it would be strange for such a person to receive the title of the Holy Knight..."

"You were..."

Finishing hearing Mr. Rosé's confession, I have one... thought.

"But that's true of everyone."

This guy says he really deserves respect.

"... Mr. Iries?

"I'll tell you what, because that's normal, right? What happens to me if I need penance with that degree of cute jealousy? I've been jealous lately."

Mostly because of you... I just can't say.

"Mostly because of Mr. Rosé."

No, I said it. I couldn't help but say.

Let's get the momentum going, and let me tell you something else because it's a good opportunity.

"Wow, I... put it on, so?

Mr. Rosé's eyes are patting. Come on.

"That's right. This is the time, so let me tell you, even I'm jealous. I'm doing it all over. Because Mr. Rosé is so popular."

"Wow, I...?

"Conscious... aren't you?

"... uh?

"Right. I think Mr. Rosé is. But it is. There's always someone around Rosé who talks happily ever after we get into school..."

"Isn't that about Mr. Iris?

"... Huh? It's about Mr. Rosé, isn't it? I am now talking about Mr Rosé. We're talking about Rosé being popular and someone's always next door, so I'm jealous when I see it."

"Oh, yes...... sorry...... Continue…"

"Yes, uh... eh? It's all because they say it's going on now. If I were strong enough to add, I couldn't forgive Griddiz for hugging Rosé in the courtyard."

"... Oh, oh, huh? Did you want to be there then, Mr. Iris?

"I was there. I was watching it on the back of the East Room. Rosé, you seemed like a lot of fun then!!

"Oh, misunderstanding!! At that time... I signed up for a duel with Mr. Griddiz, but he refused, and I was just worried about what was going on..."

"Was that after you signed up? Huh!? He came looking at me like Griddiz had won, so I just thought he signed up for a duel after..."

No, well, that's good now.

Let's also forgive Griddiz for holding onto Mr. Rosé's arm in a generous spirit right now.

Because I found out that Mr. Rosé felt the same way about me again.

I said it again after I snapped in my mouth with Munya.

"... so, you know... me too, jealous,"

"Well, you did...... I'm sorry about that."

"No, I don't think it's the same to apologize..."

"Right...... But..."

Mr. Rosé turned bright red on his face, just like me, and gave him a hazy grin.

"I'm so, so glad to hear that"

"... I'm so happy, too"

Behind my heart, I twitch and warm.

We were silent for a moment and watched the flowers flowing in front of us.

The silence is more comfortable than any time you've ever experienced.

If I can, I want to be immersed in that time forever.

But time is limited.

So I dare break that silence.

"Um, Mr. Rose..."

"Is... yes? What is it?

I turn back to Mr. Rosé. So a few flowers fell off again, but I don't care. Never mind, stepping in, staring at Mr. Rosé with several wet bunches of peachy hair strapped to his cheek.

"About me... why don't you call it off? At that time, like... From now on, get lost!!

I touched Mr. Rosé's shoulder. Whiter, more silkcloth-like skin than mine. The water being bounced becomes a number of beads, brilliant as a gem.

"I... I, ahhh..."

Nevertheless, it is courageous to put it into words. I am also ashamed. The anxiety about what to do if you refuse, too, is to stick with you.

I drank a word that caught my throat once. And after a deep breath, gain momentum and mouth again.

Now it's time to reveal everything. If I interrupt here, I probably won't be able to speak to you again. I can't tell you.

Yes, I pushed myself and appealed to Mr. Rosé's eyes.

"Me! I've always thought... I want to be special, Rose's, it was the best!!

……

Rosé takes me quietly, desperately spinning words.

Open those eyes, which are usually narrow, with your eyes full.

"Even if one gives way to Saluena, the other... I want it to be my place. Always... I thought so. I still think so…"

It blurs my voice. I'm going to break it off. But... not yet.

There are words in my chest that I need to put out.

"So call me that. About me... it's just Iris. Could you call it that and throw it away?

I said.

Probably all, I said.

Later that and this may come out.

But now it's turning white. That's all I can find in my head.

So I wait.

Grabbing Rose's shoulder, Rose's lips play the sound I seek... then.

"... I am"

There is a lot of silence, and Rosé moves her bright peachy lips, the same color as her hair.

"I'm an immature person. It's narrow, selfish. The title grows, but the contents are still there… we don't see maturity"

I'm confused by that word Mr. Rosé said.

That's because it was far from what I thought it would be.

"I'm sorry to say I'm older than you,"

I don't know what Mr. Rosé is trying to say.

Scary.

Such appeared in my heart in my hand, and conveyed it, or Mr. Rosé put my hand on my shoulder, so that he could cover it and hold it.

And with a gentle grin, he peeled that hand off my shoulder and wrapped it around me with both hands.

"But even if I know I am, I... I want to be special, too (...), for you"

"- Huh!?

"I think so"

Mr. Rose puts my hand on the water wave and…… puts his hand on your neck.

There is lowered holy seal indicating that he is a cleric. One is new, and one is, old.

One of the two, the old one, Mr. Rose took it off his neck.

"This is something I've worn since before I met you, it's a memento that I've seen you and spent the longest time with you"

Holy flower (Tikkalodecka) in thin silver chains. Its symbol, also depicted on the shield, has several scratches.

But I guess it looks beautiful enough to breathe... because it has the weight of years there.

"From now on, this will be a symbol of my… intransigence. Chains to make my wishes come true…"

And Rose stroked the mark with her fingers, and kissed her there before me.

"But with the (...) certificate (...) of the oath (...) (...) also (...) ah (...) ru (...)"

Long eyelashes went up and down and played the scabbed droplets. Immediately after that, my gaze was directed from the Holy Mark towards me.

"-"

"Iris."

"... is... yes..."

My chest hurts.

Hot, painful, painful, as if pierced by an arrow of red flames.

"I will make sure that you become what you deserve"

Without distracting himself from me, Mr. Rosé brings the old sacred flower closer to my neck, the symbol, the chain, and the mark that he sees as an oath.

"So I want you to look at it closest..."

Face it, intertwine your gaze. Rosé paid kindly for my slightly stretched hair.

As the Holy Mark approaches, my breasts roar. Even though I haven't been touched by my skin, my voice is still going to leak.

"Mine, I want you to be my sister. Iris."

"... ah..."

Kathari and I heard a noise behind my neck.

The sound of being chained and me... becoming Mr. Rose's.

Before I could respond, Mr. Rosé made me his own.

Right, perseverance.

Being selfish, being selfish, so... Really?

That's the first starch of my heart Rosé showed me.

Dark emotions that show just me.

"Iris Calvafon. I swear to you, in this church, the goddess has sent me."

Mr. Rose took my left hand and tangled it with his pinky finger...... his own.

And I can say the words of my vows as I stare into my eyes so close that my exhalation touches me.

"that Rosalis Coolbacor will make you his sister and worthy of you"

Sister...

I am, sister......

That's a special relationship, different from friends and companions.

Mr. Rosé wanted it and grabbed me as he greeted me.

My vision blurs. I was weeping from that delight, feeling the weight of the chain on my neck.

"Dear Rosalis Koolbacor...... In this place where the goddess is, I swear to you,"

Just like when you speak of love in the church, you get the feeling that the back of your heart is tickled.

The more words you say, the stronger that sweet intent becomes.

"I, Iris Calvafon, admire you with my sister and lean next to you forever."

"Carve this oath upon you, with your mouth..."

"I dedicate this oath to you with my mouth..."

Between tangled little fingers, we face each other, lips together.

Her gaze was all the time in between... and even at that moment when her lips touched her fingers, Mr. Rosé kept looking at me with one eye...

"From now on, you're mine."

The same words I heard in front of the altar were played with their lips.

I... nod with a tranced look as I am pierced by a hot eye that seems to melt to the back of my mind.

"Yes...... I... belong to Mr. Rose. I'll always stick with you, I won't leave you!!

Mr. Rose hugged me hard and hard as I jumped into his chest.

"Yeah, me too. Because I will never let you go."

Auschnell, a dragon country.

Surrounded by flowers blooming in the church of its king capital, the capital of Hua...

That day I had a deal with Rosé (Lo Paña) for my sisters (Mira Antulla).