Star Slashing Swordsman

--One, what is true?

When I broke up with Vieira Aylberg and came back to the house with one hand with the map that she gave me, I think I was just writing a letter.

I wonder what the hell is true.

As I grew older, I began to think so.

I wonder how far this fever is real.

A human said to me.

I need to understand why I'm trying to choose the path that I know is going to be so scratched.

A human said to me.

That it's insane.

And one human, he said.

Boneless --That's what I said when I saw my sword waving with one hand, exclusively dedicated to saving any waste and slashing Nanica.

I was wondering if you were possessed by a nasty Nanica.

Admire it. Dream on.

And I want to be.

... I think it's ultimately legitimate for a reason, but somehow, I don't get endorsements from around me until I'm ruthless.

And human beings are strange things, and if people keep telling me that they're crazy from around, then just a few doubts arise as to how much they think they're not crazy themselves.

... Thoughts were smeared by the suspicion.

"... I just feel like if you keep piercing this, you'll find out"

But that's all I can say.

I wanted to kill the stars at my will. No one else's will could intervene, and I purely admired it.

In the first place, the only way to make Star Slash is to keep reaching out. No matter how much they say 'impossible', they definitely won't arrive without the temper to jump even beyond their own 'limits'. So.

"No, it's not. I just have to pierce this. There's no way in the first place."

I mean, I want to be strong.

And as long as it gets stronger, it can even reach 'Star Slash' one by one. I can even get a chance to prove that my admiration is true or 'star slaughter'.

... Oh, I know.

Let's get this straight. I feel uneven with the others somewhere.

And that even values are different.

"... so I knew I needed an opportunity to make it happen. If you don't walk under Nanica, who is stronger than you, the walls will never be transcended."

Look at him.

I have eyes.

I understood clearly.

That we should not miss this opportunity that has rolled over.

If I told you, Vieira Aylberg looked like gold to me. … the environment surrounding her seemed as valuable as gold.

"I have an example. … and the superb."

So nowhere is there any desire to imitate a human being drooling like this and begging for teaching.

Because I'm not the only one who believes that "star slayer" moves are supreme.

"But there was a definitive difference between me and the" star slaughter "in my dream. There was something missing from me by the time it was deadly."

-----That's experience and knowledge.

Everything from one to a hundred memories I had gained when I saw them in my dreams were memories of the struggle.

... was a memory of battle by a man of gift.

There's one thing I learned from fighting that ogre dead.

That means me and that "star slayer" guy are never the same.

It was such a supremely natural fact.

... the reason I waited two years is to know my limits. Because I needed to know my limits while there were people around me who could rely on me to make Star Slash.

"That's why we can't take away the superb opportunities that have rolled in hand.... I know the limits, even to exceed them. Not even strong enough, because it's me."

So we just have to stop by and get over the wall and get stronger. The opportunity was endless because I understood it.

"... it doesn't matter if I'm insane or not in the first place. If I tell you, if I can form a Star Slash, that's fine. As long as I can prove that my 'longing' is the strongest, that's fine."

I want you to know.

He waved his sword and said the 'Star Slash' move was the strongest. I laugh bitterly that no one but me would understand the authenticity of such a child's thoughts because they are fundamental.

When I glanced at the window set up in the room, there was me there.

Unwavering eyes in sight.

... I can't help but feel sorry for my character once I admitted I was right.

I think it's really annoying while I'm at it, and it's not me.

And I'm trying to overlap excuses because it's also for the village to pierce it.

"Oh, I can't really save you"

Though Sophia would have loved me, I was squeezing the map she gave me.

"I know I can't save you, but I can't stop"

Instinct, should I say?

Nanica (...), like the fever in her body, has almost disappeared because she keeps affirming the behavior.

My father said he was going to die.

My father said he would definitely die where he accepted that offer by Vieira Aylberg.

I guess that's true.

Dad basically doesn't lie to me.

Lies are not easy to throw up in rare things because you know I'm a pure, over-degreeed, foolish person everywhere.

So I'm sure it's true.

But.

Although.

"As a stepping stone to form a 'star slaughter', it's just fine. I could die, but just fine."

I can say it's just fine because I understand it's a far away feat.

Because they told me I was going to die, it burns the other way around.

All I could say about myself was to say to the boulder that this was a great idiot.

So.

"I'm sorry, Sophia. I'm just gonna stop by."

That's what I say, fold the letter I was writing and punish him in the drawer. Because if you know you won't be coming to the King's Capital for long, you will definitely be able to open this drawer.

"And -- and my dad"

I shoved the map into the back that was being handed to me in my clothes pocket, whining in my heart that I was sorry without a loc to turn my back on my hung worries.