The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

- May 2, 1944, 17: 00 p.m. -

The day is inclined, with a glimmer of orange light. By the time it was about to disappear, Gaston and Conoha, who had arrived in the wilderness of the Far East, were visiting under Tooth.

(... no way, who are you going to be...)

Surprise running to a small body. Giant enough to look up.

Konoha, who looked like a bean grain, rattled his throat.

(Your husband... this isn't a monster, is it?

Tooth's eyes narrow as she looks down. As his gaze moves toward Gaston and Conoha, Conoha's body hardens bickly.

Tooth shows off a deep sigh to both of us without the appearance of concealing the annoying smell.

Gaston with Azley's references leaves one step ahead.

Tooth, staring at Gaston's letter at hand, raised a single eyebrow to the habitual letter that appeared on the edge of the letter. Apparently I perceived the Lord who wrote the letter.

"Sage of the Far East, Lord Tooth of Knowledge Meat. I have a favor to ask of you today..."

"Get out."

Tooth passing beside Gaston after saying so.

Konoha's face is solidified by too many sudden events. And Conoja, understanding what had happened and looking back over Gaston's shoulder, turned red in his face and yelled at Tooth.

"You're being rude to your husband for taking the trouble!

"Stop it, Konoha"

"But - mugg!?

Konoha continues to stare at Tooth and argue, but Gaston blocks its mouth with wrinkly fingers.

"I have come to ask of those who live quietly. It's us who are rude."

By the time Tooth's back was out of sight, Konoha looked up at Gaston, whose blocked mouth had been freed.

Dust covered his sight, Gaston staring at Tooth's large footprint.

Footprints where sand builds up and disappears quickly.

Two people who meditate one eye on the transverse wind, wait for a glimmer of wind to pass, and open their eyes again.

"Whatever, I won't give up once."

"... are you chasing me? Your husband."

"No, change the day"

Gaston quietly ties his mouth firmly and lowers his back to the nearby rock.

Just wait for the time to pass, the sun falls, and climb again.

It wasn't like Tooth was going back to the same place, but it's not Gaston who can't follow his magic.

The next three days, Gaston rises again when the embedded magic body clock informs him of 10 a.m.

When he follows the dark and delicate magic and finds a tooth leaning against the rock shade with his arms together, he offers Azley's written references in front of him.

"I came in with an introduction by Azley. I want you to listen to me."

"... out of the way, go home"

Konoha showing wrinkles and anger between Pickle and eyebrows, but Gaston still stops it.

Gaston, bowing down and folding the references in his hand, lowers his hips with his nose ringing. Climb the wand held in by Gaston, on which Konoha arms.

"Your husband, that's no good. You should give up."

"Hung, you know Nong is stubborn..."

"I thought we'd been round lately. Thanks to a boy named Azley."

………………

Though he is groaning, Gaston is raising the edge of his mouth slightly.

(Again, this is unusual not to deny. I see, does that mean the influence that the boy is having is huge?)

At twenty o'clock the same day, Gaston visited under Tooth again.

Tooth with a twisted appearance puts his hand in Afro's head and scratches the top of his head with a tightness.

"Ha... Damn, I'm never tired of you, Grandpa. You're not even free, are you? I think it's better if we just go home and raise some kids."

"Damn, calling the Guardian Magic Corps a kid............"

"It's okay, Konoha. For Lord Tooth, he is a child. Just stating the facts as they are."

Konoha tilts his neck and Tooth smacks his tongue small.

"Son of a bitch, you talked..."

"Apologize for your disrespect."

"Well, I don't want words that don't even get you that... just go home"

Tooth, who said no three times, vanishes into darkness in an instant and startles Konoha.

"... you're faster than your husband"

"I didn't give you a tenth of my strength with that."

"………………… I see your husband sticks"

The night dawns again.

Visit under the tooth at ten o'clock and twenty o'clock on the fourth day, and be rejected again.

Konoha makes his emotions expensive each time to Tooth, who doesn't even listen to what he asks. Still Gaston remains silent.

The next day, and the next day, he refuses, and accumulates unpaid dust on Gaston's brow.

"Your husband, my body stained brown in white. Now it's like a dove rat."

"... are you in?

Gaston glances at the house, but Konoha shakes his head slowly.

"No, rarely has your husband told me to 'hang out' and I've come this far. I don't feel like going in now."

"... well. Time to go."

10 a.m. May 7. Gaston hips up.

Konoha climbing her husband's clothes as she is used to. Gaston, who finished dropping him off to his shoulder, follows Tooth's magic.

Tooth, who no longer wonders that Gaston will appear in front of her at the earliest, continues to send only cold eyes.

"... Unpunishable grandfather."

………………………………

"... huh?

Tooth leaning her neck against an unspeakable gaston.

Then something incredible happened to his vision.

Konoha's eyes opened wide and Tooth's gaze sharper.

He folds his knee on the ground and puts his hand over his leg.

"Your... husband..."

"......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... That head isn't that cheap, is it?

"Yes, your husband. Stand up, please!

My hand moves to the ground.

Gaston's palm has a unique feel for gravel. Konoha meditates his eyes strongly on the act.

"... please. You heard me."

Falling head. Forehead on the ground.

Konoha trembles at the heavy words with the core.

Tooth staring at Gaston. Keep looking at the moment when a favor turns into a wish, even if it's slight.

I don't want to see my husband bow his head any more, Conoha still stares at Tooth for saying nothing.

But Tooth's eyesight doesn't look like that, and he only looks at Gaston.

Konoha, who once again thought of something and meditated strongly on his eyes, opens his eyes as if he had decided to. He came down from Gaston's shoulder and broke his knee next to it.

"Ku......! Please, Lord Tooth! I want you to listen to your husband's wishes! My dickhead that's not enough to take, but please be thankful!

Finally Konoha became intolerable, imitating him to his master, and wishing for his master.

My husband's wish is his own. I thought so, I just hoped.

Rubbing his forehead against the ground, the hair on his browned forehead twitches and stains red.

Gaston's wishes and Conoha's wishes. It is unclear what the two wishes have delivered to Tooth's heart.

But that wish changed the color of Tooth's sigh.

"Ah...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... stand up."

…………………………

"Just stand up. I wouldn't be sick if my grandfather and rat kept keeping my head down. Stand up!"

Just don't make me uncomfortable, the two of you who followed Tooth's instructions.

Two people bleeding from their foreheads notice a tooth that holds one finger up. Magic is gathering at your fingertips.

I could easily imagine trying to do some kind of magic.

"... only once. Take a look..."

I didn't know what that meant, Gaston, but I only understood that I shouldn't miss the cosmic diagram that Tooth's fingertips were going to do.

"Ho, highcure"

"" Huh!?

The delicate movement of Tooth's fingertips healed Gaston's forehead wound in an instant.

There was nothing in Gaston's eyes. Only the magic name gave him information and let him know what Tooth had done.

A cosmic diagram of the advanced healing magic speeds. Literally at an unstoppable rate, they can't even speak of surprise.

"... a week. When I can do this in a week, I'll listen to you, Grandpa."

Just a little. Slight forward, but I didn't think that was possible for Gaston for Conoha.

So much of Tooth's training gift was heterogeneous.

But Konoha's husband was different.

He loosened his mouth slightly and convinced himself that this slight step forward was a definite step forward.

"Thank you... If I don't give it back, I won't be able to face Azley. … this trial, Gaston the Sixth Master only undertook!

The little old man gripped his little fist hard. Joy and anticipation...... I heard a high chest beep I hadn't felt in a long time.

Konoha saw it on her husband's back. the will and upliftment carried on that little back.