Sumi de ii Desu. Kamawanaide Kudasai

When he found his uncle on the second floor next to the stairs, he quickly secured himself and took the elderly, who could go with the wind, from both sides to the main room.

My hands remain connected all the time, and there is no sign of being let go. When it's time to worry about hand sweat. My uncle is also being pinched without question by the two of us without knowing the wax. Oh, my God, what are you going to do with me! Hey! And I was screaming when I saw them both next to Kyolo Kyolo and myself.

From the edge, it's like a suspect caught by a servant and questioned about the situation. The wind is perfectly on the service side.

Then they went to the ground floor and opened the door of the room, and the wind opened rampantly, and they left their uncle on the mattress with Pawn and sat in front of him. Handling is cluttered. My uncle's eyes are slightly tearful.

"Dear uncle. Let's get Ari home."

"Home?"

Uncle rubbing one arm and answering with a grumpy face. You don't even look stubborn.

That would be so. If anyone feels good about being treated like that, that's definitely Doem.

I'm sitting behind two people sitting side by side in front of my uncle, like I'm halfway out of company. I didn't like it so I tried to move next to one of them with a seat pad and gave up early because my two hands started holding the edge of my seat pad.

"Yes. Home."

Pretend not to look at such a tearful lord... No, ignore it and Brother Shimizu Yisa speaks out.

That was a very serious voice, not seeing the look on my face as I sat behind the two of them, but it also sounded a little angry. The wind next door was listening to it very hard, and I couldn't help but twist my neck to see what this was like after all.

But the words of my brother Yisa. I think I said I'm going home Eric, is it my fault? Or is it empty ears?

Because the house, Eric's house is a castle wax, and my brother Yisa can't possibly know that. Even Eric didn't try to talk to me about the house, so it's hard to even think about hearing it from her.

My face with my eyes on it only looks like my uncle right now. My uncle also looks at my face and points at my eyes. You said you looked at me and dotted it, or you looked amazing at each other for what your brother Yi said.

"Talk to your father in Yukino and he'll be happy to take you anytime soon."

"Delighted?"

"Aili's house is End Mountain Castle. Yoshiyoshi Paintwood, the castle owner, is Eriki's father."

"" - Huh!?

My uncle and I dubbed our voices brilliantly.

Big brother! Now what!?

But only the two of us seem to be stunned, and the wind is not frightening. I'm not surprised about that now, but I was wondering if you could react a little bit more. I still can't read the story. My uncle and I look like idiots.

"Brother, why did you do it?"

"I know who I'm looking for. I thought it might be affectionate because of its characteristics. I don't have to be reasonable, I don't think I can let you see me once."

My brother Yi answers my voice with his back.

"Is that the last Yamagata?"

"Yes, take a look at this"

"?.................. Huh!

My uncle's face is cloudy when he shows me the example paper that is creeping up.

It's cloudy, or maybe it's tighter to say it's rugged. Although I don't know what the paper is about (the two of you won't show it to me), does it say something so weird?

"What the... what the hell"

"She's dangerous. Didn't I tell you to stay away from me?"

When my brother said so, he reached out to me.

"Uncle, it's too late for something to happen."

He groans so painfully.

I don't know what clouds his expression so much. The wind I was listening to next door was looking forward until just now and now it is looking down.

On this occasion now, I am the only one left with the status quo.

I knew if I didn't look at that paper, I wouldn't know what was going on. Probably not going to show it to me at all.

"So, Uncle"

"I get it. Let me see you next time.... right, tomorrow if you can"

"Is that true?

The story goes on.

The hand stretched out to me was already back on my brother's lap, far away. The wind looked up at his face, looking straight at his uncle.

"Um, because what does that paper say?

I asked the three of them. Then no one answers, for a moment.

I don't want to come this far and be excommunicated. If you let me come here to talk to you, you wouldn't be punished for asking at least as much as it says on the paper. Even if the two of you decided it was better not to show it to me.

"This is..."

"Brother Yi, I think I can show you"

The wind takes the paper from your uncle and gives it to Brother Shimizu. Upon receiving it, the person who was given it looked at it again for a while before laying the paper down on his knees.

"You don't have to know."

"Brother Yi!

"I've had enough. That's more than enough."

When my brother gripped the paper in a gushing grip, he threw it at my uncle's watering.

What, in the water, let go, threw? into the water without the madness of the dimensions. It makes a noise and immerses itself in the

Naturally that paper is Japanese paper, so if it gets wet in water, the letters are also Kasumi paper...,

"Melt it!

"That melted in another second. Brilliant."

The wind slaps his hand and says so swallowingly.

You're good because you know what you're talking about, but I don't! Besides, which one of you just said you could show me!

Brother Shimizu, I feel that my face has a hole called a hole in your hard means.

I went around in front of Loser and my brother and sat down in front of him. I would never let him get away with it. I'll definitely make you throw up.

But if you stare at the other person with a mushy face, you're not scared at all, sweetie, and you can stroke your head.

Stop it!

Listen, don't get out of here for a while.

"Oh no, tell me! Then you'll hear it from the wind!

"Please, just listen to me. Uncle, I beg your pardon."

Now I grab your brother's arm, but his arm then leaves me, and his hand loses its place.

Even though I had so much to say, all that came out of me was those words, and I couldn't stop my brother from leaving the room.

The wind does not rise, but looks lightly sideways at its appearance.

"Noju"

"What the hell..."

Sit down and hold your knees.

I don't mind if the hem opens and I see the legs. I want to take off these kimonos quickly.

Did the coincidence just overlap, or did you happen to not know the flow your brother Yisama would look into? Even with esper-like sensing abilities, I'm a little scared that I'm overdone.

I hope nothing, but it's kind of too different than what I know and I don't like to think ahead.

Even though it's not raining, this room smells a little damp tatami. And the scent of incense from somewhere. The light of the day before dusk that shoots in through a window that is somewhat of an apology.

I casually wondered if this time had passed already.

"He's been around a long time."

"Uh, somewhere?

My uncle put his hand on his chin and roared so deep in sentiment. He broke his leg, which was sitting in the front seat, stirred up Walrus, and took out the flue and smoked it, which he must have missed. The smoke climbs to the ceiling.

Uh, is that a tough spot? Like what?

Put your face up from your knees and jaw on your arms.

"I'm looking at it all. You're lying to me about what I said."

Brother Shimizu, there is no lie in what you say.

The wind didn't seem to think so, and he stuck his lips out and whined, bossy, you're lying all the time. People seem to feel it differently.

But I might vote for my uncle, one way or another.

I've never been lied to by my brother (maybe), and I always felt like he was telling me the right answer. Make it work, make it personal.

"You know how fresh water doesn't look in the mirror?

"Sure, yes"

My brother doesn't look in the mirror.

Or there was a white cloth on the vanity in the room, and I had never seen much of it used. Besides, there was a lot of white cloth all over the place, so I didn't care because I thought you liked that taste or something. But I think it's different.

Of course, I've seen you use makeup tools, but I've never seen you use them while looking in the mirror.

And although I don't know if it has anything to do with it, it was Brother Ujino who carefully taught me all about makeup.

What about your brother? The trauma in your brother? I think there is. I don't know.

There's a good part, a bad part, where everyone can get stepped in. I'm not that good though.

"Not since I've been here."

"What is it?

"Fresh water doesn't look in the mirror because"

My eyebrows get a little out of my eyes. Seeing the wind, he was doing the same thing, trying to figure out if there was anything on his mind.

"Since I was a little girl, I've known how to place my face without looking in the mirror."

"Awesome,"

"Oops, you're the one who wants it, aren't you? Besides, he was the first one to come and sell himself."

"Heh, yeah... hmm? Yourself?"

"Were you a little ahead of you when you were seven? He wants to make it easier for you, he wants to make you go to the capital."

Huh.

He's told me a lot about it, but... Huh? Hey. Huh? Your mother?

What's this all about?

"Mother...?

"Oh, fresh water."

I stare at my uncle's face when I tell him not to.

Let's sort things out in my head for now.

Uh, I thought the past of my brother Yisa was a stream where your mother was killed and your uncle came to pick up your brother Yisa and start working as a playman. Besides, it was in my memory in the first place. To talk about the game.

I didn't think it was necessarily the world in line with the game, that's right. There's something that barely fits, there's no two Hanaki who are supposed to be there, and Ari is a reincarnator (tentative)? Except.

But when it comes to Brother Shimizu, the environment has been different since I was a little girl.

……

But wait.

Maybe my uncle is lying. I normally talk about people's past with Bella Bella (I've heard a lot about myself), but it's not a good idea to fuck with her like that.

But what good is it for my uncle? You don't get it, do you? Rather, what is causing losses at a time when they are distrusted by me.

Well, then.

"Um, now your mother..."

"? Living well in Kyo"

Cheerful, living in Kyo, he said.

"Really? In Kyo-"

Yeah, this is a good thing. Because people who thought they were dead live and still live far away. Totally good. Ning Ro Happy.

I'm going back to my room.

"Oh, be careful."

"Noisy, I'll pick you up later"

"Ugh, yeah."

He whispered and cautioned me in case he didn't take off his uncle's gap before leaving the room behind as well. I look back at the wind for a moment when I leave, but I wonder if I'm not so trusted. Then they laughed and shut the door.

Ha, and I sighed, my uncle in front of me has slapped me on the shoulder, well, but it doesn't comfort me in any way, so I flush it gently.

"... so well, I didn't want this to be the case, but why not make a decision"

After the wind went out, my uncle put the flue pipe on the tabletop table next to him and began to whine with potpourries.

"That piece of paper said that the words that hurt you were so narrow. It's just that."

"Hurt me?"

He rips me apart for exposing the contents of the paper that both of us had refused so much.

I checked to see if anyone was outside the room, but none of them were in front of the main room.

When I go back to the seat I was sitting in, I'm told with a bitter laugh, don't freak out so much. But you don't have a choice. Because I didn't think it would be easy to ask.

But what do you mean you're gonna hurt me? And when he asked his uncle, he seemed to hate to say it, and he said so with a smile on his face, 'Don't say it'.

"Words are scary. Do you understand the spirit? The name is also said to be the spirit, but the daisy"

"Yes?"

"Look, if you call him by his name, he'll react even if he doesn't like it. Sometimes something really happens just by saying horrible words."

So even if you want to know, put up with me a little bit, and I'm told this again with a troubled face.

I bit my lips as I grabbed my collar.

I've been bothering people lately.