The Branded Female Fencer

The time was past eight o'clock. Mascarade only today - Amir's husband came home late. With clever fingertips, he does like a craftsman making fine crafts, but he said he had a good selling of the trinkets he made today, which delayed his return because additional orders were placed. And beside him, he said, he was making a wood-carved amulet to give to his wife, Amir. It was a small elephant of the Spirit, enough to fit in the palm of his hand.

Mascalade pretended to be thrilled with her husband's care, but he had dinner in a good mood whether he thought Mascalade was happy or not, and asked for Mascalade as it was. Exactly what I didn't respond to in this stream was that I also thought the Mascarade was unnatural, or I left it to be asked to do so as it was. And he heard in the arms of his husband the bell that made him known at eight o'clock far away. A servant Mascarade was also upset by a situation in which Euwayne was not strange any time soon.

"Shit, I wish I hadn't played a role in Jeong-sook and his luscious wife at night. If that's the case, I wouldn't have had to respond to my husband's request. I was in a hurry to get to the end of it."

Mascalade married as a camouflage, but he doesn't exactly imitate being stupid enough to have kids anymore. At the end of the day, the line was meant to be drawn.

But I couldn't even afford that today. My husband was too demanding to let me go. But her husband, who had just run out of spirits and roots, began to rest in peace on the bed as he did. I guess the sleeping pills mixed with alcohol and meals also worked. As a result, it is no longer unnatural. We have to be neat at the end of the day, and we can't put the exact burden of pregnancy into this place.

Mascarade poisoned him as he finished his clothes.

"I get on the diagram as soon as I look a little sweet. A simple seeker."

"I guess that's all I like about you. Isn't it desirable?"

Mascarade darkens the night. Euwayne stood there at some point. He nodded a body reminiscent of an amorphous creature, taking the form of a person. He seems to regard this as courtesy when we have a conversation, but of course it is possible to have a conversation without doing so. It's the structure of a body that you don't know where it's supposed to be with your mouth and where you can't hear it, and naturally you don't know where the heart is. However, he often took this look when having conversations with Mascalade.

But all of that now causes epilepsy. I was sexually angry when I thought I was being swept up by such a disqualified opponent and my plan was being ruined. Mascarade leaves him sitting on the bed, skipping the kill.

"... I was peeking again"

"You're the one who told me to come. I just responded."

Euwayne told him he was pale and out of heart, but Mascalade was heartbroken. For the first time, I hated the fact that I exposed myself to such creatures so many times that I could not take them.

Mascalade continued to act nonetheless. It's too early. If we don't alert this opponent yet, we're not going to kill him. I'm talking to the last seat, because I'm a member of that Brady Maria family.

"... okay, that's the usual thing. I still have more to eat than that. You're gonna eat, right?

"Sure, let's have it"

Euwayne was in an upright immobilized position toward Mascalade, but when his back stretched loosely over him, he took another human form. There were two human shapes with slightly bluish and cloudy transparent bodies, acting separately as they stuck to each other's backs. One is to have a conversation with Mascarade. One started eating with enthusiasm and fierce momentum like an animal. Mascalade was drained of his liver, but Euwayne flushed it.

"Your meal is good. If you have a stunt like this, you won't have to do anything extra if you snort around sooner or later."

"Thank you for the compliment. But if you eat with that momentum, our nostalgia won't be long. I need you to earn some money for eating."

"I see, that's troubling"

Mascalade relaxed as the indeterminate Euwayne distorted the edge of his mouth to laugh. The act of laughing can also be used to intimidate, but the laughter of unsportsmanlike creatures is creepy. Mascalade had a bad feeling, and it quickly became a reality.

Ewayne looks at Mascarade's body, which has not yet fully assembled her clothes.

By the way, I'm here to talk to you about something.

"... what. The meal is all there is to eat. If we make additions now, it'll take time, and the water smoke will go up. My husband's asleep, but it's unnatural."

"This is fine with the meal. Let me give you a taste."

"What?"

Mascalade couldn't understand what Euwayne meant by words. I accidentally made a tongue-in-cheek noise.

I ask back again if it must be some kind of bad joke.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Taste what?

"You're right, we're going to do the same thing as the Seekers who fall asleep there. I'm a creature, too. If I can show you how crazy I am again and again, my instincts will be stimulated. That's why we can't satisfy demands all over town. You're convenient."

"Do what's stupid. I can't do that."

"Rejection is unacceptable. You and I have a different structure as creatures. I am overwhelmingly strong. You have no choice but to let me ravage you. Don't worry, I know more about manipulation than that, too. Normal people would go nuts, but you're a strong core woman. You'll manage to stand it.

What do you do in front of your husband, humanly, is disloyal? There were people who wanted to do that before, but it's funny. I didn't expect you to feel guilty for acting natural as an organism. "

"Become, Xama -"

There was no time for Mascalade to question his sincerity, and Euwayne realized he meant it. A part of Euwayne, like a shrugged, finely divided tentacle, stretches toward the mascarade.

Mascarade felt himself in danger, but it was no longer too late. Mascalade always wanted to ask that person for help, but he hasn't even decided how to send the signal.

"(Oh, shit. I'm confident I'll put up with this, but how long will this day last? I'll curse you!

But who should I curse? A gust of wind broke out in the room where Mascalade was supposed to be due, thinking of nothing.

Continued