The Tale of the Teapot Hero’s Revenge
122 Biwing Birds
Lou Golf cracked his mouth and the evils of the Tartus became officially apparent.
Mr. Leah and the others have just reported everything to King Seitum, who has gone sane.
A true son and heir, Tartus' conspiracy (muho), seems to have been a shock to the king after all, and our sight will be again later.
But that's just how I've ruled a country for years, and I'm not just shocked and sad.
Confirmation of the status quo by ascertaining the heavy ministers who had been commonly annoyed.
Then he seems to be making a lot of moves to discuss succession issues with his sons, daughters, including the Second Prince.
That doesn't really matter to me.
And we have people staying at the castle as benefactors who saved the country's crisis.
They charge you for repairing a courtyard or a broken castle, and you can rest assured that nothing seems to happen.
[Servant] 's balls of courage, for one thing, I have.
It's quite dangerous, and you want to make a careful decision whether you want to keep it in some country.
The option to return it to Paradise is nasi from the beginning.
Time's up in no time, at dusk.
In the given room, I am now blurring out the window.
This room, when it comes to size, is big and has a big bed.
But I knew I didn't leave the artwork and the furniture was plain.
It felt like some kind of primitive.
"...... Huh!!
"I did it, you're done!
Spread the tools and stuff on the table, and that's where Beato and Melo were working, and the two of us are happy to put our hands together.
Looks like the stuff I've been making here lately is finally finished.
Why is Melo normal, when it's me and Beato's room?
By the way, here's why I was looking out the window.
It's like you don't want me to see how the work goes.
"All you have to do is give it to me! Romantic situations like this are a must, so good luck luring them out!
"... Huh!
I stuck something in my pocket and Beat stood up.
Hands in front of your chest, with a temper.
Then I ran a sarah and a pen on parchment, and he walked up to me,
Why don't you take a look at Yuhiro's lottery?
I spread the paper that said, with both hands in front of me.
Close your eyes gently, with your face red.
"... Fine, I was hitting on you"
"... Huh!
Really, it turns into a purr, bright smile like a flower blossomed.
I wonder what, what they'll give you, me.
I'm so excited for Gala.
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In the wilderness spreading to the west, the sunset sets.
A wind blowing across a dry earth with no chattering things.
When I'm on the roof, I take a direct bath in it, and it's spring but I'm a little chilly.
"Wind, you're a little strong. Be careful not to fall."
"... eh"
Stop looking around at the view and face Beato.
This kid is holding something out of his pocket with his hand, but if you want to give it to him, hurry up.
It makes me nervous...
"... eh... eh..."
Put your hands out and pull, then shake your sieve head.
".................. Huh!!
After a little hesitation, I offered my hand as I had decided to, and gently opened my fingers.
"... is this, like, a hair decoration?
"... eh"
What was on the palm of my hand was a wing hair decoration.
Claire made it for me, it's pretty much the same design as the stuff that Beato wears now.
Almost, and there's something different about it.
Claire's hair decorative wings are left facing, but this one is symmetrical right and left and right.
And there's another pedestal at the base of the wing for small balls.
Probably a hole for fitting a bravery ball (gift sphere).
"Beato, I was making this."
"…, eh"
Kokon, Beat nods energetically.
The evening breeze shakes all sorts of hair.
"You're aligned with the hair decorations Claire made for me. How come the opposite is true?
…… …………
"Beat?"
It's hardened, I wonder if that was a bad question.
... Wow, it's turning so bright red that there's going to be hot air.
All right, let's change the subject.
"This hole, it's a hole for fitting bravery balls (gift spheres), isn't it? You made me for this?
"... eh"
"I made it so that I could find it and stick it together. Although Mr. Toka is full of excitement, I wanted to make it because it's what Mr. Killier finds out. '
Speaking of which, did you start making this thing when you were going to Paradise?
Oh, well, you made it for me.
'Try it on. Mr. Toka also made me feel very comfortable with it, so I think it would be good, but if it didn't, I would make it again.'
Right, you have to admit it.
Receive the hair ornament offered and remove the ball of [Water God] from your pocket.
When I pressed it in gently, I made a pussy noise and it cracked me up perfectly.
Shake it gently and see if it sticks properly.
"Yeah, I'm fine"
All you have to do is close your forehead, but...
"... will you wear it?
"Huh!... Huh!
Where there's no mirror, you won't be able to wear it well.
Ask Beato, after a little surprise, to nod cocky.
He received the hair decorations and put my forehead together with tame hands.
"... I wonder, does it look good on you?
"... Huh!
"I'm in! It's Claire's and fake design, and it shouldn't fit! It's kind of familiar."
"Uh, if you ask me. I've been wearing it for a while since I met Beato."
Maybe it felt weirder not to this kid.
I wonder if that's in there, too, for the reason you made it.
For any reason, I'm so glad Beato handmade it for me.
"Thank you, Beat. I'll take care of it."
"... Huh!? ………………"
Is that it?
Beato, I'm so surprised right now.
Well, keep your rough eyes even tighter, even your mouth with your hands, and you're staring at my face.
"...,... eh"
"What's wrong? Maybe it didn't look good after all..."
"... eh"
Pull your neck to the left or right, then run a slack and a pen.
"Mr. Killier, just a little bit, it seemed like a taunt"
"... you laughed? Am I wrong?
"Not..." I say. It's just a little loose. '
Yeah, what is it?
I have no consciousness at all, but Beato is laughing so happily.
I'm sure it's true.
Maybe it's becoming naturally funny, or something, so I try to make a conscious smile.
"... Huh!?
'Do you want somewhere? Was I full of heels?
"... nothing, forget it"
I was so worried about you, what you looked like, me.
Looks like it's still not funny after all.
Uh, I'm getting embarrassed and weird sweats.
The sun is completely set and the wind is strong, and my body looks cold and cold.
I want to check my hair decorations properly in the mirror, and let's get back to my room soon.
"Room, let's go back"
"... eh"
Beato came to be me, holding hands softly as I blushed.
Soft, thin fingers intertwine with my fingers, and a different embarrassment creeps up than just now.
"Come on, Beat."
"... eh......................... Huh!?
That's when I took a step.
Beat's legs came together and his body leaned about.
"Beat!?
Pull your hand and hug where you're about to fall on the spot.
Beat in his arms is hot, letting loose in a rough breath, and he doesn't respond to the call.
"Beat, hold on, Beat!!
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Why the hair decoration of Mr. Claire I put on and the orientation of the hair decoration I present to Mr. Killier is opposite.
Mr. Killier asked me face-to-face, and I couldn't answer.
You can't fly a bird just by the wings of a katai, can you?
I'm sure I don't have any wings.
To me, Mr. Killier is another wing that I need to fly.
For Mr. Killier, too, I wish I was, I can't believe it.
That's what I thought, and I made it the exact opposite wing hair decoration.
I can't tell you, can I?
Isn't that hardly a confession?
So keep this in my chest.
One day, I wish I could say it.