The Most Heretical Last Boss Queen Who Will Become the Source of Tragedy Will Devote Herself for the Sake of the People

"Are you leaving already today? Arthur."

Master Pride calls me.

I had just cut up Stayle and his usual matches early at Wangju's Auditorium. Lord Pride came to see how things were going with Master Tiara.

My shoulders are stretched again to the pride who comes to see me almost every day since I started making out with the style. I'm still not used to just getting into my sight. Style waves gently to say hello to Lord Pride and Tiara, but I was at the limit of just lowering my head.... You came back to see me around the corner, and it sucks.

"Sn...... I don't. That,... I have business today,...

"They're going to go get a new sword for practice with the Knights Commander.

He turns into a mouthcage and explains it to Steele.... I didn't want to say shit about shopping with my dad.

It was a gentle sneer, but Stayle just laughed at me. A pleasant smile from all over my stomach. This annoys me. Lord Pride looks at me with an awesome sparkling eye. "Is it a new sword?" he raised his voice to Tiara, and completely lost his escape. At the end of their gaze, concentrate on the package I have. I wrapped it in cloth, but I found out it was the sword from the shape.

"Yes...... I accidentally folded it before this... ……… My parents, … my father, said I would buy another spare bottle as I rebuilt it.

When I opened the cloth and showed it, Master Pride and Master Tiara peered side-by-side in front of me.

This distance alone makes me so nervous. They both have long eyelashes, beautiful hair, no wrinkles in their dresses, and they inadvertently retreat one step later when they wonder if my mud or sweat will stick.

In the wrapped cloth, the wreckage of the broken sword was all wrapped up to the fragments. Early morning two days ago. My father and I broke our sword during the archery.... My father broke it. It was originally a practice sword, and compared to my father's sword, I can't help but fold it during matching, seriously. I couldn't shake my sword at all at home yesterday or this morning because of it.

My father finally said he was off today, so I decided to go and rebuild it with Forge Artisan Ng. I was finally told that I would buy a new one for the spare, and... I was looking forward to it. Since I was a kid, like going to a blacksmith with my father.

"Do you throw this sword away?

Master Tiara stared at the fragment as she asked me.

Be careful not to touch Tiara because the style is dangerous. Master Pride also defied his nearly frozen body to match it.

"No, just hit it straight for once... uh... I'll put it back together...

It will take a while..., briefly explain.

If you think about it, there's no way the princess would know about a rebound or sword. I don't think you can imagine Tiara twisting her neck at all.

Master Pride makes another peek into the sword fragment. I get nervous over here step by step because I watch too silently all the time. Lord Pride shrugged small as he suppressed his trembling hands with temper and swallowed his mouth to solidify.

"... well.

"?... how... did you...?

When asked in bad language, Master Pride looked up and then shook to the side.

Master Pride laughing like a light and saying "yeah" still bothers me and keeps staring. Style and Tiara also looked to Master Pride, "What's wrong?" Taking that, Master Pride scratched his cheeks with his fingers, but the only answer was "nothing" after all.

"Better than that, I hope you find a good sword, Arthur. I'll be glad to show it to you when it's new.

Master Pride, who changes his mind so that he can regain his mind, laughs at me with a happy hand.

That's all I got left of my head. I think the day you get used to this guy laughing with a dazzling smile is not coming for the rest of your life. Words don't come out well. Instead I shook my head vertically many times. Then Master Pride, happy to break his face, said "Thank you" to me. Sometimes I still don't know if such a beautiful person can talk to me for granted.

"Though I think I'm busier tomorrow and the day after, I look forward to seeing you next.

I manage to return a word that yes...

I rubbed my loose mouth on my own with the back of my hand to mislead it. Master Pride urged me to "see you" and then I rewind my sword with a cloth. Following Master Pride, he also greets Tiara and Steel and runs all the way to the castle gate.

Tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. Master Pride is busy.

It will be Lord Pride's twelfth birthday the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow, Style will accompany me to the audition, but he won't be able to do it on the day after tomorrow. I probably won't even be able to get into the castle.

The Knights' father would have been invited to Birthday, but... it doesn't reach me at all. I'm not even old enough to take an entrance exam yet.

"Shit..."

Running, suddenly I regret eating and tying my teeth.

Whenever the ceremony approached, I was reminded of the distance from Master Pride and Stayle, and that was so annoying.

I still know I'm a long way from home.

……

"............ what?

The day after my father and I new swords.

Style told me to come to the auditorium as usual. There's no Master Pride, but he even came with me to Master Tiara, and all my brothers and sisters greeted me.... n, I don't know what that means. I was told.

"Sister, I'm asking if you'd like to celebrate your birthday with me, too.

What are you talking about? This guy.

I can't block my empty mouth. Style went on to say more to me that I had no idea what that meant. Master Tiara is laughing kinda fun next door, putting her arms around me and pointing her black eyes straight at me.

"Of course, I can't invite you to Birthday. But if it's okay, why don't we celebrate the day after that? If you're going to celebrate, me and Tiara are going to give a gift to your sister to suit you.

"I'm sure the three of us would be more than happy to give it to your sister!

Master Tiara also plays her voice in the words of the style.

I didn't think you'd take that invitation from both of us. I'm not surprised you're celebrating your birthday not just among siblings, but you think you can suit me?

...... Lord Pride's Birthday. There's no way I don't want to celebrate it if I think it's that guy's important day. But even though only royalty and nobility are allowed to celebrate in person, instead of recruits, they haven't even taken the enlistment test. I also wonder if I have that right. I don't know who I am. No, but... if it's a celebration.

"... If it's a celebration, we're celebrating...

"That's settled.

... sooooooooooooooooooooooo hard decided.

Following the expressionless style, even Dear Tiara said, "Good!," he clapped his hand and jumped. Why don't you two let me in? I don't know. But I'm glad to be able to congratulate Master Pride. If you're with Style or Dear Tiara, I'm sure you'll be happy. Besides, it's about the Stiles, so it's great to have a gift or something...?

"I'll call my sister at this hour the day after tomorrow. I want you to have something for me by then.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

It's a gift. Style said it out clearly.

Oh, come on. Absolutely.

It's not like I don't want to give a gift to Master Pride. But the other guy is the first princess in this country, and he's the one who really has everything. I have money, and I don't know how many years of my pocket money I wear a dress. Unlike the royal style and Dear Tiara, I'm just thirteen kids who don't even make their own money, and I don't care what kind of gift you give, it's just absolutely out of the way, and I'm not inferior to the Birthday offerings. It's a good nuisance where I gave them.

"I'm fine. It's today that we invited you, so I don't mind you telling me you didn't have time to prepare. The flower or something makes that guy fully happy.

"How many tons of flowers are decorated in the castle every year for the birthday?"

Unexpectedly absurd his voice at the words of Style.

Maybe you didn't bother inviting me until today so I could use that excuse because it's about Stayle, but I still have trouble with that. Then I know Master Pride isn't the kind of person to blame for the gift. But.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Nothing else. I didn't want to delude that guy's important day with a halfway mon.

Stile frowns slightly on his faceless face in my words. Put your arms together and keep your mouth shut, but maybe that's the face you're thinking about. I can't read as many expressions as Master Pride and Master Tiara, but I can only see that he hasn't fixed them. Besides, he's not such a pretty guy. "If you can't have flowers..." he muttered after about a few dozen seconds thinking so in return. I knew you were thinking about it.

"Then why don't you give it to me in a row?

"Isn't that all Temehe's burdened with? Take a ride!

I yell at you for giving in your name if you choose.

I picked the corner style for Lord Pride, but I think I'm going to get half the handle. As the conversation went on and on, when Style suggested to me how to buy it at a city grocery store or something like the royalty wouldn't buy it.

"There it is."

Dear Tiara, who was silent enough to think about it until just now, clapped her hand pattingly and raised her voice.

Turning around, Lady Tiara glanced at me and said, "There it is!" He raised his voice to us again.

"I know what your sister really wants!

Tilting her little neck and laughing happily, Master Tiara rocks her golden hair.

He just remembered it now and happily let it play to his feet with a little piocho. Shut your mouth so you don't get hurt and laugh. Dear Tiara says, "Do you remember?" I hear. Then he shook his little face vertically at full strength, and Lady Tiara proudly stretched her chest. I've had a big hand before I talked to her. She looks adorable with her breasts up, and I think even the princess is still nine years old. Walking over to the bouncing Dear Tiara, he turned to me with his hands together and let his eyes shine.

"I'm sure your sister will be so happy!

That said, the smile that now happily loosens her cheeks looked a little like Master Pride.

I asked Tiara, who spoke to me in a bouncing voice, what she wanted from Lord Pride, and I... decided to fly out of the auditorium again.

Two days in a row, and I didn't even get along once today, and I thought it was bad, but the style sent me off with a thoughtful push of "I'm good, so I'm good." I just wondered a little bit if Master Pride would want such a mon in Nan, while also thanking the decent Dear Tiara and running at all costs.

……

"Sister. Happy birthday to you the other day.

Congratulations! And, following the stay, Tiara also raised her voice, and it was the day after Birthday that she gave me my birthday celebration.

Thank you, and I will recieve one by one as I return my thanks. Every year, I'm so glad you gave it away after Birthday, because there was nothing last night and I honestly gave it up. The Knights ambush and Val's trial and all that worried me a lot and made me feel hard, so I also wondered if they had finally caught my affection. I can't believe you're celebrating today! Besides, this year.

"Happy Birthday... From me, too, it's not a big deal...

If it's good… and Arthur reluctantly offers me a small wrap.

I just came to see Arthur and Style align, as usual, but I didn't think you could celebrate here. Besides, this year, Arthur will be here.

I'm happy at the time I'm already offered, and I cover my mouth with Tiara and Steele holding the gift I got in my arms. I wonder if you chose this time to celebrate with the three of us on purpose, I'm so happy I want to cry accidentally.

Arthur, who offered it to me, was nervous and his face lit up slightly. Once he received a gift from me for two that Stayle gave me, he left it with the samurai. My hands are free and I receive carefully the package offered by Arthur. The moment he touched his hand, slightly Arthur's hand tremor came through the wrap.... Do you think I would make a complaint about the gift or something?

Even if the princess is the opponent, and I'm sure she wasn't sure what it would look like, I'd be happy and itchy before I opened the wrap anymore. Arthur is really sweet that you still tried to give it to me. This is how you celebrate your birthday to me, even if you're a friend and a lovely Tiara.

The wrap Arthur gave me was the size that would fit flat on both hands and was an adorable decoration. "Can I open it? When I asked him," It's not really a big deal... "he said bitterly, nodding with his lit face. I wet myself to the point of sweat on my forehead and opened it, but I just took the ribbon off the wrap and bickled up and down my shoulder. Look at me and the wrap without alternating blinks and squeeze your lips tight. I don't think it's anything like a heavily surprised box or an explosion...

Style and Tiara peek at the wrap from both my neighbors as well as concern. Unwrap each ribbon and carefully roll to avoid breaking the wrap. I'm sorry I seem to be kind of in a hurry with Arthur honking my throat in the meantime. But it's a gift from Arthur in the corner, so I wanted to open it clean. They also bought the packaging on purpose at the store, and it was such a cute cloth. The ribbon is a beautiful lace, and I can see that's the only thing that gave me so much stiffness.

I just opened the last fold of the wrap and finally the contents turned up and I saw...

It was "Shiori".

The cute, pinched part is in the form of a card.

It seems that it is made of woven finely, and when I glanced at it with the belly of my finger, I felt a fine multiple threads. It's very nice with a red flower pattern on the yellow ground. Accidentally falling in love with the fine workmanship and pattern, Arthur told me in a voice that was about to disappear that it was a product he had recently put out at a popular grocery store under the castle.

She told me it was a mother's small restaurant and that it was fashionable between me and girls close to my age. Yeah, this will be absolutely fashionable. I guess it's widely popular with age because it's a cute pattern but the colour color looks like an adult. I would definitely like to go when I can inspect under the castle too. I can tell that Arthur went out of his way to get girls to the popular grocery store and pick them out, and that's all he looked for really hard.

"Thank you, Arthur. I really liked it. I'll start using it today!

Have you asked Style or Tiara that you have been reading books for a long time?

There are many thick books in the castle, and any number of these kinds of candles can help. There are no sticky notes or anything in this world, and Xu is an essential tool for reading books. You can pinch it to your favorite spot and reread it, or you can pinch it to where you need it to study, needless to say for a book to read.

As soon as I get back to my room, I pick up a piece of cake from the wrap to let me use it for today's reading. Then.

Charinh...

"... that?

Something is hanging at the end of the string that leads to the head of the jaw.

It weighs just a little bit like a literary town. I didn't know that because it was underneath the card part. Lift the card part and look at the tip of the connected string. Then, at the end of the string, a silver ornament in the shape of a coin was tied together. A few times smaller than silver coins, it was about the size and thickness of a hundred yen balls in a previous life. But at least it's not the currency of this world. Take the coin-shaped hammer and peek into the pattern. There were letters carved in place of crests and engravings. Yesterday's year and date on one side, and on the other.

Arthur Beresford.

"Eh, Arthur, this is you."

Wow, wow, wow.

Unexpectedly he raised his voice and saw Arthur as well, and Arthur's face, squeezing his lips, was finally bright red. He held his left fist, scratched his head with his right hand and returned it with a slightly plundered voice saying "Yes......" but I am also surprised and have no more voice.

Awesome! Even though I didn't get such a wonderful gift Tiara in Arthur's Hand Products Game, it might be my next gift practice for Tiara, but it's amazing anyway. I got Arthur's name on top of the hand-carved pieces. I only really, really got one dish in the world.

Unexpectedly relieved with his mouth open, Style and Tiara also seemed surprised and stared at the holes so empty. "Wow..." Tiara said to the style squeaking her thoughts to zero. "It's lovely!" He bounced his voice and raised his face to Arthur.

"This is the...?

That said, to Tiara's words, which she asks to contain something, I also turn my gaze back to Arthur.... "What is that?

Then Arthur, who nodded silently, opened his mouth so that he could be urged to grab his own eagle when he glanced at his bracketed silver hair.

"This previous,... melted the broken shards of sword and fitted them into the mold... just did.

The sword? Oh, my God.

To Arthur's words I recall the sword Arthur showed me three days ago.

I remembered why it was so precious, and now I look back at Tiara. Then as soon as I saw him, Tiara gave it back to me with a pleasant smile. I knew it.

"Master Pride told me... that he wanted a fragment of his sword... Tiara told me... But if it stays that way, it's cut and endangered. Ask for it at the blacksmith..."

He melted it, molded it, carved it, put it on me.

You're giving me a lot of time, and I don't care what you think.

"What, but that sword, he said he was going to rebuild... no way!

"! No, it's okay!... that, just the shattered fine fragment part, there's no problem rebuilding it... and I told my father right later, too.

Arthur, who hastily traces me, raised me to show me both palms and elucidated me. Good, he hasn't managed to ruin a whole bottle of Arthur's precious sword. I didn't even mention it then because I thought Arthur was going to take care of the First Princess and really give it to me.

Yet after breaking up with Arthur three days ago, while waiting for the style he went to change from his archaeological protective gear, Tiara asked me, "What were you trying to say then?" He asked and talked to Polori. If I was going to throw away Arthur's broken sword, I would have asked for just the shards and split them. Arthur is sweet and serious, so I didn't dare to tell him because he seemed to really give it to me if I told him I wanted the First Princess.... and sent me in a nice way that really exceeded my expectations.

With a sigh of relief and yet another slight glimpse, I looked again at the glimmer in my hand. The card part is really exquisite and nice. But now I have eyes for silver ornaments that are far more than that.

When I looked at the engraved marks with my fingers, only the excavated areas were pointed and rough. Written in Arthur's letters. The holes stare at that.

"…………… glad.

Puffiness, and the biggest emotion came to words.

I heard Arthur listening back to me with a single sound, and if I gave him a face, he had deep pale eyes and eyes. I turn to those eyes that are round, and with a heartfelt smile I raise my voice to him.

"I'm so glad. Thank you so much, Arthur!

Arthur opened his round eyes further to me as I thanked him for his childishness.

Arthur, whose mouth had solidified slightly with his mouth open, then turned down to deviate from each face, scratching the back of his neck and giving me a small "yes......" Though Arthur's face seemed happy to loosen up, I'm definitely happier now alone! Arthur gave me something so lovely!

"Really nice! I'll take care of it!

".......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I don't want to think of Arthur's words, which may be a social decree, and I eat them up.

He jumps in front of Arthur, who tells him to stay off his face, and peeks into his still bright red face. Could it have been at the beginning that he gave people handmade products or something?

"With this... if I may," he asks Arthur with an up-rubbed voice, "I must!" from me, to the best of my ability. Then Arthur, who turned his throat to let go of my face, which was in a leaning position, shook my neck vertically many times fine.... Lass Boss, my face came in front of me, could it have looked like blackmail?

He snorted at Arthur with his lips tightly tied and said, "Because if it was difficult, it would be good!" and follow in haste. But I said, "No!" And only there did Arthur have a strong voice, with a feverish voice, "I give...!" He said.

"Until next year...... I'll be working out again.... to be a knight.

That's what I said, and he laughed small at me the last time from the front.

My birthday next year. I don't know if Arthur is taking the entrance exam at that time. But no doubt, it's a lot stronger than it is now.

Now he nodded from me as I stroked his silver hair along the stream, slightly disturbed by the reason I grabbed the eagle myself.

I also returned my words of gratitude to him for the wonderful gift he gave me, which had only one gift in the world.

"I'll be waiting, Arthur.

………

……

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"That, Dear Pride.... May I ask...?

Pathan, and thick books are closed.

Master Pride, who raised his face with his closed hands, immediately listened back to me. On the desk is a freshly opened package and new hair decorations and pens. Lord Pride smiles all the time as soon as he gives it away and turns it into his usual storage place.

It used to be the day after Lord Pride's birthday that the three of us celebrated with Stile and Tiara, but since the Kingsguard Knights became plural, they began to celebrate the night before so that they wouldn't be seen by the Knights' predecessors. Only on the eve of Lord Pride's birthday, this is how he was to sneak into Lord Pride's room with his instant travel of the style.

"Really, is that still a good idea...? I'm a knight now, too, and I'm going to be able to give you something better or something...

It was only six years ago that I was a kid and I didn't have any money, but now I'm making a lot of money.

I also felt bad that the gift to Master Pride, who turns eighteen tomorrow, was a decoration made by melting blade chips into the chips that I bought as I did when I was a kid.... and I said it when I joined the Knights and when I was able to become a Knight in the main squad.

To my inquiry, Lord Pride said, "What are you talking about?," he turned to me with a laugh.

"I like this. Because it's what Arthur made me.

That said, I happily showed him the book I had just sent with a pinch in my hands.

A silver ornament hanging from a pinched jar to a string sways. That's the one I gave to Lord Pride earlier. Tomorrow's date on one side, and my name on the other. That's the only thing that hasn't changed for a long time. Only the shape of the decorations is different because every year the blacksmith lends us a new mould, though.

My father keeps it a secret, but the people at the blacksmith totally remembered my face because I take care of him every year. This year I greeted him with a fragment of the blade and he was naturally welcomed as "I'm here" or "I made you a new mould". It's helpful, but I joke about it every year and recommend the heart-shaped, so that's all I really need.

... When I was a kid, the first time I went to ask for a favor, I was amazingly bombarded.

Because after hearing from Tiara that Master Pride wanted a fragment of his crushed sword, he ran to the blacksmith and jumped in breathlessly. It was a fairly popular blacksmith, so I'm glad the sword I asked for hasn't been rebuffed yet thanks to waiting in order. But when I told him I wanted to give him the pieces, he laughed, "What kind do you like?" He said he would get hurt if he touched it as it was, and he even helped me with the task of lending me a mold or melting it, which is an amazing good people though.

"... is there anything else I can give you that I want more?

Uh-huh... and I can take it pretty seriously.

Master Pride frowned at the difficulty as he carefully treated the hair decorations and the pen to each drawer. Style and Tiara "would be a good enough product" "very nice rinse! He says," but I still want to give him something better. Then Master Pride, who leaked his voice as he thought "Ah" along the way, stopped moving. Did you come up with anything, and I opened my mouth as I carried the book pinched with a pocket to the bookshelf.

"Pendant, or something?

With that said, Master Pride tries to put the book at the top of the shelf.

Style said, "I'll do it," and touched Lord Pride's book and instantly moved it to the far end of the book in line. Tong, and the decorations shake at the same time as the landing.

"Do I look like a pendant?

I'm kind of suddenly a little surprised when they say something orthodox.

Lord Pride would have many much better products than I could buy. As Stile and Tiara unexpectedly rounded their eyes as well, Master Bride pointed to the top of the bookshelf with a word back to it.

It was an organized bookshelf, where all sorts of books were arranged up to literature and history books, regardless of lineage alone. The only thing they have in common is that they have silver decorations that come from scratches.

Every year since I gave it to you, Lord Pride has decorated it by pinching it in a book I finished reading at that time. The first time I realized it, when I asked him, he said, "When Arthur was working hard, I knew I was studying this."

It's the top step, so even close to the letters I dug, I can't read it, and the pap look just looks like a decoration, but the first time I found out it was all decorated over there, I was so happy and embarrassed to die. Besides, even though you haven't noticed, that's all you can burn all over your body when you're in the sight of the column captains.

"See. The fragments of the crushed sword are the" proof "that Arthur has worked so hard to become stronger, right?

I snort small at Lord Pride's words, too.

In the beginning he was slapped and broken by his father or by Steel, or even during his own workouts, but since the handling of the sword was attached to the board, it has also decreased. Instead, I broke more practice swords after joining the Knights, such as the simulated swords in the archery of the Style. Since I went up to the main unit, I've been broken by senior knights, or vice versa. They never broke each other with swords owned by boulders, but more often with swords for practice they broke their opponents' swords.

When I said that to Master Pride at the time, he told me that if I folded it, either would be fine. "Because they are both a testament to Arthur's hard work and strength," he also said at that time. So when I folded it, I tried to recover the fragments I didn't need as much as possible.

"So I was glad that Arthur was getting stronger year after year when I looked at him like this..."

When they say that, it kind of really looks like the top of the bookshelf is looking at my trajectory. Though I only thought that there were more fragments that I had collected just to increase the number of swords folded, so that I could make them in whatever shape and thickness I wanted without worrying about the amount of fragments left over. I never thought of it that way. Master Pride thought that every year and decorated it. It's kind of harsh to think that.... I told you from myself that I would be spared to think that if the gift became a pendant I bought, I would lose the continuation of my bookshelf. This is still the kid.

"But if you're a pendant, you can keep it on."

"... to?

... Something just made me feel like I heard something awesome. No, wait. "No way...

"That ornament Arthur makes for me. Although it is good because it can be decorated in this way, pendants can be used to dance in clothes..."

It's mine!!!!

I thought we were talking about wanting a pendant that looks exactly like the one you're selling in the store. I didn't think it meant well that you wanted me to pendant the array I made, not the one I made.

When her face got hot and she used every arm to hold her mouth, Tiara let her eyes shine and said, "That's a nice idea too!," he let his voice play. By its side, Stile was pulling his shoulders. Knock... and the sneak laugh is leaking. Besides, I overflowed with "I think it's a good idea..." Conoyalou.

There's no way I can give you a handmade pendant. I always wear decorations so I can buy one house. There's no way I can hang a chunk of iron on Master Pride. Most importantly, he keeps my handmade pendant on his skin, or he dies every time he remembers it when things go wrong.

"And if you were wearing it, you'd feel like Arthur was protecting you, wouldn't you? So I can take your place."

"I'll protect you for the rest of your life, even if you don't have anything!!

I accidentally raise my rubbed voice as much as I want.

I just glanced at him showing him to slap me in the chest with his hand, and realize this was Lord Pride's room. Bad, if I kept my mouth shut, there was no call from the guards outside for now.... I don't realize. Maybe he's just swinging at me.

"... so, uh, I figured it would be good...

Next year, too, and then I apologized for saying it out loud and saying no myself, and I laughed couscous as Lord Pride held his mouth down with his bent fingers. If you think you've seen pity again.

"Right, Arthur.

Phew, and Lord Pride opens his mouth laughing like a flower.

He lowered his face and walked over to me dyeing his cheeks just a little like it was lit. With a tangy and somewhat joyfully jumped foothold, he gently reaches into my hand where he stops.

"Something more comfortable here than your protection.

With that said, you hold my right hand like you wrap it.

Strengthened to fingertips for a soft feel and warm temperatures. It's a woman's hand enough to know by meditating on her eyes. The heat on his face goes up as he looks at it, and he stops breathing. I'm so dying, Master Pride looks up and smiles at my face the same way.

"I'm much happier to have Arthur by my side than a pendant.

Hold my hand and point me over the bookshelf with your gaze.

Master Pride said there was a "certificate" lined up there. The decorations that were only impossible in the beginning have now become decent. And maybe that row will continue to grow. … each year, one at a time.

"… next year, we will make it more elaborate.

If that's what you want.