"By the way, why is Chiaran here?
Instead, I asked her to distract me with a sluggish restlessness.
"--ahh"
Asked, Chiaran first took me down. Take me to the place where you put your shoes, and please just break your knees.
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I appreciate your concern to make it easier for me to wear my shoes barefoot. But sitting on a kneeling Chiaran's lap, holding it beside you - it's going to make your breathing unnatural.
It's more embarrassing to be watched until you wear it with your gaze directly beside you than to be held normally.
I feel like I can't say anything, and I stand up like this.
Then Chiaran took off his jacket and hung it over a worn dress. Everything is exhausted. What kind of host club is this? I've never been there.
The warmth and smell of Chiaran spreads unexpectedly.
"It's going to get dirty."
I guess not now.
Kiaran laughs slightly when he somehow misleads the illumination.
I certainly accept a jacket that is slightly more torn up than in the morning, reflecting the remnants of the action that took place in the forest. I replaced the handkerchief by an example in the first place, and it really is now.
When I thought you might just let me weave it, I thought it would be a good idea to fold it through my arm, tightly fasten it to the first button, and fold it to a sufficient length to the extra sleeve. He's a prince. It looks like a chiaran, something's wrong.
I'm sure you'll be number one as soon as you go. I'm scared because I seem to understand the feelings of a woman filling her passage.
It's a bit like a dress because of its long length. From the moment I saw it, I was strangely tense because I wore a military uniform that was taken away by the coolness.
"Take this...."
Chiaran took it out of my jacket pocket as a protective stone reflecting purple light. Take my hand and put it on it.
"Ah...."
After Troy took it, he did leave it in the woodshed.
"Thank you for finding me... But I could have done it later."
I'm sorry to have bothered to let you come to such an hour by horse after such a big incident.
Well, if you're a Chiaran, you've got a good hand around here.
"You didn't have to be here, did you?
Suddenly Cassandra jumped at me with a metastasis. From everyone's point of view, I can't imagine where I am in a situation that has disappeared by accident.
Like the trees in Troy's Navabali, this is Cassandra's sanctuary, so perhaps Eucalyptus's transfer is ineffective. We have no choice but to travel to the tunnel without knowing where we are going.
It's not that unplanned.
Chiaran nods as if it wasn't a big deal.
I see. If I hadn't been here, I'd have looked for the next one. But I thought it was here. I've seen it disappear the same way before. "
I see. The last time I brought Chiaran here, I was dragged into the water and disappeared. Just like this time, Cassandra called me.
"I can't wait at home like a Maximilian. --I wanted to see you as soon as I could."
His heart suddenly jumped out of his mouth as he stared straight at him.
"Hmm, why...?
Asked with a strange sweat, Chiaran distorted his mouth slightly.
I wanted to apologize to you.
"Huh?"
Unexpectedly reply to an unexpected word.
Huh!? Apologize?
Ah ~ ~ ~! It was dangerous ~ ~! I don't know what it is, but I was just about to start!? No, it's safe, safe!!
"Why are you apologizing...?
"I wanted to help you no matter what... I couldn't do anything. I couldn't make it when it was important. It was just luck to be safe. I'll let you fight alone until the end, and let you taste the bitter end... the helpless self is unworthy."
I was truly driven by self-blame, and I was thrust into my chest.
"That's not true! I've never been alone! I didn't have the means to fight, but when I realized I was protected while I didn't know it, I was so comfortable!
I denied it unequivocally with a shocking loud voice.
"Chiaran put a stop to Troy and prevented any further mental interference! Otherwise, it would have been more irreversible by now! And the Guardian Stone of Galatea... is that it!? Where is it!?
I totally forgot!
Looking around in a hurry, a red light was seen in the bed of grass. Find half the buried stone and relieve. When he was exhausted and unconscious, he seemed to have fallen out of his hands.
I picked it up immediately and gave it to Chiaran.
"Chiaran, you've been doing magic ever since you entrusted me with this, right? And you delivered it to me. With this, I managed to hold out. Otherwise, I would have died there, too. Chiaran and everybody protected me. I really appreciate it. Don't apologize."
Grab that hand and force it to grip.
Thank you for supporting me, Chiaran.
I conveyed my sincere gratitude. Chiaran seemed refreshed and swallowed, but still received it with words, as he thought.
He stares back at me with an unusual, bewildered look.
And then he grabbed my hand, which he caught up with, and grabbed it.
"Ki, Chiaran...?
I desperately suppressed myself from jumping.
I wonder what it was just now.
I feel like I can't breathe much longer. The air here should be clear, but it feels thinner than usual.
I've been aware for a while that I'm going crazy as usual.
I mean, I didn't realize that until now, something had gone wrong.
Your hands are being shaken so hard that you can't get out.
Chiaran is also Chiaran.
My words and actions have been strangely confusing since then, and I'm swinging around.
What the hell is going on this time? My heart hasn't slowed down a bit since I was in a rush.
"Sorry... that was an excuse."
Chiaran murmured with a bitter smile, approaching my inner agitation.
"I thought I could control my emotions... --But when you were taken away, it was dark in front of you. Why did I regret dying just watching?"
With a self-mocking expression, the amethyst's eyes penetrate my eyes to reach my soul.
Unmistakably, it was time for the heart to ring an early bell.
The heat comes from the grabbed hand.
It was the same when I was held by spring water earlier, and when I was held up.
Even the usual gentle and refraining hand when forgiving is different from the desperate hand when rescuing - I felt another heat from the touch of the hand.
That's why I'm having trouble breathing.
Chiaran pulled back the hand he grabbed and gently hugged me.
"I just wanted to see asexuality. - I wanted to see you."