"Ugh, uhh"
The magic girl, listening to the girl whimper in the middle of the night, I think.
The longest girl I've ever been with in my life was my daughter who didn't cry much.
Also, I was a well cared for adult and woman, but I've never even seen that one laugh, and I'm not the kind of person to put my emotions on the table. People who use tears as a weapon have seen it quite a bit, so they were used to dealing with it as a deal, and they were good at putting it into weakness, but...
"Huh, uh, uh"
Because it was such a life, I wasn't used to dealing with someone's tears without loss emotions at all.
But I still can't abandon him and leave, and sit next to him, just silently waiting for Ilaja to stop crying. I was going to run away if anyone rushed by my voice, but happy or unhappy, no one would ever come.
After a while, her rough cry calmed down.
"... that. It's okay, hey."
When asked, Ilaja snuggled one. Then I answered this with a trembling voice, not looking at this one.
"Yes, but"
… Again, thank you.
The magic girl smiled bitterly.
"Something hard happened?"
And Ilaja saw this one. How can it feel like this guy takes people into account, rather than because they put it in his mind?
"If it's okay with me, I'll talk to you. What, it's just a time crush. No, look, whatever you say, I'm someone who has nothing to do with your organization. Whatever I said, it's not going to lead to your punishment or your reputation. I don't think it's a bad idea for someone to talk to."
At the end of the day, I had made enough excuses to know for myself.
I'm sure Iraja won't talk about her troubles to herself in the 'table', or just distort her sobbing eyes into the form of a grin from what she hears and say 'It's nothing'.
But.
Is that too helpless, as a boss?
"I don't know. If you don't think it's necessary, I won't say it's impossible."
- Let me help you.
That might be a good idea. As a person standing on top of a group, you may behave unjustly.
It should be a healthy form of mind that I want to do if I can for my men who have ever continued to deceive me and who have nevertheless sworn to be supportive.
…………
Ilaja also looked at Hiraki. I guess you're wondering what kind of back there is in the kind words. The magic girl pretends not to notice, with her cool face, waiting for her answer. I looked up at the sky with Walrus (Agura) on, and I thought to myself, don't look so good at the stars tonight.
After a lot of silence, Ilaja seemed to judge the magic girl enough to be credible to the extent that she wouldn't mind talking about her troubles. Eventually she pounded and said it seemed a common problem for my daughter when she was about the age of Ilaja.
"I broke my heart."
"Shiatsu"
However, it is a word that had not much to do with the life of a magical girl (Soaran) who had not made a whole lot of love or anything else. The magic girl repeated Ilaja's words, like exotic words.
Iraja seems to have taken sympathy or something for the slightly unnatural parrot return of the Magic Girl, which makes her think she's obviously unfamiliar. Also, if even a word comes out, thoughts seem to flow naturally out. Fluttering, laughing in self-derision, he exhales in his own mind.
"He's a very, very nice guy."
"Yeah."
"So I have no regrets for liking him."
"Yeah."
"It's such a lovely memory that I thought his expression on the paperwork was lovely, and that he smiled at me every now and then in the hallway of the association. But yeah."
"Yeah."
Hitting on the relationship, the magic girl thinks.
It's over, Iraja's love. The magic girl doesn't know who she's dealing with, but she's talking about this clumsy, but honest, heartfelt daughter. I'm sure you made a lovely love to a lovely young man. Now the pain in her chest is also a good memory one day and the foundation for her to grow as a human being.
mediocre, serene life. I was even a little envious of the magic girl about her trying to get something she didn't have.
"But, you know, there's only one thing... I can't forget"
But there's one thing she's spared right now.
"... what's that?
"That he told me, just me, about his past. A little, I'm glad... I just miss you"
That 's--
"In the bedroom alone, about that time when he held me"
- What?
The magic girl's head turned white.
"But it's okay. It's over, too. Now I'm still sad, but someday I'll have nice memories..."
"Hey, wait a minute?
In a hurry, stop Ilaja talking about herself.
Having been forced to interrupt the conversation, she looked clearly grumpy and saw the magic girl.
"What?"
"Wait a minute... Huh?
But there were more things that magical girls could not see than Ilaja's mood.
Did you want to bring you into the bedroom, man? - I'm sure Iraja doesn't know how much power it took to indulge in the words up to her throat. The hand offered to grab Iraja's shoulder stops in the air.
Ilaja laughed all the time at the confusing magic girl about what she had misunderstood.
And her words, which were continued, further confused the head of the magical girl.
"... I have no choice. He has someone who originally made up his mind."
"Eh."
"But it was good. They're all lovely memories. The fact that you and I went out in the carriage, that you smiled at me, that you didn't receive the ring I made..."
"I even tailored you a ring!?
"Yes, I'm sorry!?
When I forgot I was even on the run. Screaming returned the same way.
Ilaja says it's like a beauty talk, too.
"It... uh... no... eh?
"What?"
"No..."
I mean, you have someone originally, but you dump such a serious girl. I also didn't expect you to be serious about that until you made me want to give you a ring.
Covering his face with both hands, he moaned.
"You scumbag..."
"Don't say anything bad about that guy!
The magic girl had a headache when she yelled at Iraja because she was a very nice person. You're telling me that a man who scolds such a sweet girl is in our workplace?
"What shall we do... Investigate... No... but... my men's private..."
"Talk about what?
A little Ilaja, by contrast, the magic girl holds her head.
No, myself, I've used a lot of people to get a 'table' position. To get here, I've used both evil and dirty hands, so I don't have the muscle to say this about people. But more importantly, this girl is serious enough to be a fool, a lover, and a kind heart. I even believed in my (Soaran) lies and still laughed at me, this girlfriend with a kind heart.
I was wondering if just playing with it, just hurting it, throwing it away.
No, I don't care what you say. It's foggy in my head. Many words come to mind and disappear.
I heard people from afar, and the magic girl looked up all the time. You can't stay here any longer. Stand up.
"What's going on?
A wizard with a strange face looks up at this one.
In return, the magic girl said.
"Don't quote yourself cheap."
"Huh?"
"Are you..."
Say it, stop it. Because I knew very well that it was not a word that would arrive where I said it. If it were to arrive...
Instead, speak another 'word'.
It was just a spell.
"Get some sleep."