I wake up when I'm envious.
He was too tired and naturally unconscious. My body is heavy.
I turned around and noticed a discomfort.
It was supposed to be lying on a hard ground, but it was soft.
Waking up, he noticed a long lawn-like plant spreading under his body. It's stretchy and soft like a bed.
The minor scars on my body have completely disappeared.
Cassandra seems to have taken care of me when I refused.
Even if the injury is gone, the pain inside the body is worse than before going to bed. Even if you subtract fatigue, you can feel your health and resilience fade more than before. I guess this would be better if I just took a break from the sanctuary.
Well, it's my choice.
Without a trace of nervousness, he woke up.
When I look up, I see a faint leakage of trees with redness. She has been unconscious for about 3-4 hours. It's already evening.
When I think I'm going home, it's going to be billions. Anyway, as soon as you relax, it'll be night. We should at least get back to the nearby villa.
Yeah, but I don't feel like doing anything. Do you mind if I stay here for about one night? Guaranteed safety and decent beds.
In the meantime, I went to spring water and drained the water to moisturize my throat.
I still feel like my heart is frozen in the clear water.
--A terrible face with sweat, tears and blood.
The dry blood inside my body sticks and feels dry. I wish most of this blood belonged to me...
Even if you leave the purification of your body behind, can't you just leave it like this?
Slowly remove everything you have in you, and sink it into spring water from your toes.
I sank to the tip of my head and immersed myself in clear holy water.
It's usually the most relaxing place, but it won't be up for a while.
No matter how bad I grew up, I remember Troy as a kid.
This must have been the end you wanted. I know.
Troy was somewhere calmly relieved, laughing at what he deserved. You can say it's finally over.
Still, I don't know how much thought I should have saved my life or my heart.
Why do you keep going like that even though you have a long life? ─ I told Troy that once. I never thought about a long life with Hannah.
I wish I hadn't seen anything in the future. If I were serious, I might have seen it. That's why regret comes closer.
Ah (...) Eh (...) look (...) or (...) I (...) and (...).
Sometimes I remember and am convinced of Troy's memories of the summons.
At that moment, the signs of Troy changed dramatically. From monsters to humans.
Why the summons failed - Troy ridiculed himself about the lack of gas, but the explanation is not accurate.
No matter how much blood was on your head, a leading magician couldn't have mistakenly seen it.
There is one cause.
During the activation of the surgery, the (...) continuation (...) of the abutment (...) of the grace was (...) cut (...) by the (...).
That's why I couldn't use the expected amount of magic.
That's the real meaning of laughing at your own (...) business.
I lost my coolness and forgot to be alert to Grace. Even if you're an accomplice, you're not one of them. Rather than being trustworthy from the beginning, the closer you get to your goal, the more uncertain the relationship is.
It is also because I tried to impose a series of actions on myself today. And as I was concerned, I ended up with a scratch on my leg.
For Grace, Troy is worthless. I don't need your help anymore, I'm truncated. I didn't even come to help. Rather, it could be aggressive interference.
True, Troy said.
--I wonder if the same thing that happened sixteen years ago is about to happen...
Grace was after him from the beginning. I tried to reproduce the process of getting my flesh.
I've already used Troy.
It may have been either successful or not.
Can I have the same level of companionship as myself, or will I now take it all as my sacrifice as originally planned?
Originally, in the end, the plan was to make Troy's body more convenient in the long run from a young age. Because Troy was persistently targeted, not because it was weak, but because it was finished in a state more suitable for the main unit?
As a result, the candidate monster retreated without taking over Troy's body. And as planned, Troy belonged to Grace. - That's what I think.
Those actions are also proof that Grace's goals were almost achieved.
Just like Cassandra said.
"The time limit is next spring....."
It is said that the simultaneous progress of monsters begins from another world. I can't imagine it because it's kind of far from reality.
I wonder what I was doing then. I wonder what role it will play.
I wonder if we could just stay in Gladys Langley as it is.
Now I can't help but miss a peaceful school life.
I wanted to be alone, but I suddenly felt lonely.
Pull your cold body out of the water like a drag.
I don't have any towels. Squeeze your hair, then explore the hidden pockets of your dress.
A handkerchief with Chris and Lorraine that you carry instead of a protective coat.
Sure, the last time I got anxious here, I got this and aroused my mind.
"It's not a bad thing I saw the goal. Oneechan, I'll do my best again."
Tell yourself.
Wipe your face and body with a handkerchief and put your worn-out dirty clothes back on. As expected, tights full of holes were no longer possible.
The front of the dress was dyed bright red with Troy's blood.
I have no choice but to wear this now, but I will deliver it to Randall's house later.
In this country, there are quite a few people who die eaten up by monsters, in which case only a few parts are left for burial. Sometimes, they scratch and collect bloodstained soil and grass, as well as bloody relics.
Because Troy's body was taken by Grace, even the blood that had spilled on the ground, this is the only part of him left behind.
I wonder if I can take off the dress I was wearing and give it to others as it is, but I want to give it back to my family even if it's just one thing left behind.
To be precise, there are other things besides dresses that have sucked blood, but there are no tights and underwear... I want you to give me as much as you want.
It's just a serious story, and even if you give it to me, I don't know how to react. My son's coffin and a woman's underwear set.
After wearing everything but tights, I felt relieved looking at my feet.
Is that it?
I thought I'd wash it later and the handkerchief I left on the ground was gone. I looked around in a bit of a hurry.
Ah!
The water was drifting a little further. Maybe he accidentally kicked it off while changing clothes. Too distracted.
"--ahh... really, what are you doing..."
I really can't do anything today.
Even with such trivial things, I feel sick again because of self-loathing. Mental is the worst now, after all.
We can't lose the gift from the twins anyway. It's flowing little by little, but it's still about the height of my knee. He took off his shoes, put his skirt around his lap, and then jumped inside in a hurry.
Careful not to wet the hem as much as possible, the moment I managed to grab it after Zabzab.
"Gladys!!
Looking back at the voices of people who shouldn't be there.
There was a breathtaking Chiaran.