Love is finite, pushed by Mr. George's assertion that I will be told but will remain.
And Mr. George keeps talking to me like that.
"When you distribute finite love to finite beings, money is just good to make. If the flesh also works out again, the range of accommodation increases. But the spirit is difficult. Let's just say that devoting more of your mind is actually a difficult issue to prove, right?
"... I admit. Sure, no matter how many feelings I say I love you, I don't have the means to prove it in form"
When I agree, Mr George nods as satisfied.
"So Non thought. My mind can't be shaped, but I can guess alongside something. Sometimes it's money or flesh... if it's not, it deserves discrimination. The more painfully you are discriminating against something, the more heartfelt the love in that opposite station should seem to be. Therefore, he decided to prove that he loved the beast more strongly by discriminating against the half beast."
"But... that's a trick."
I deny Mr. George's reasoning.
"It can't be that I feel stronger to love just for discriminating. A discriminating mind just grows on its own with a discriminating mind!
Though I've tried to say that, for some reason, it doesn't work at all for Mr. George.
Instead, it's the end of grinning and nodding somewhere interesting.
"You must be absolutely right. Discrimination alone does not increase anything in the end. I know that too. It's only because that's what I thought when I first discriminated."
"So... are you discriminating against me now for different reasons?
"Yeah, naturally. I can even say that Noi now makes the half beast man - no, rather discriminatory to all races except the beast man, but the reason for doing so is also simple and clear. You use the discriminatory mind like a lid."
"Lid, is it"
They say it in a way I don't know, and I snap my neck.
"It's not a difficult story. By simply loathing and discriminating against all but the beast man, you can pour all of the mind of the finest of the beast into the beast man only. In other words, you keep your lid closed so that your mind doesn't leak into the extra presence. That is precisely the reason why Non is so negative to all races except the Beast Man."
"Mmmm..."
Mr. George's reasoning was that only the muscles were difficult to deny because they went through.
And although the muscles go through, it's also not a reason to be able to affirm discriminatory acts as they are nonetheless.
"Mr. George, I understand your reasoning, too. But still, being discriminatory is still not affirmative in itself. Even if it's to keep your feelings from shaking, I still think it must be something that Sole does to discredit his love."
"Hmm...... I see. Sure, Fari, you're right."
Mr. George doesn't even turn into my objection, and nods with a grin as he strokes his jaw.
Apparently, I have to change my mind about Mr. George.
Sure, Mr. George is a bad chemistry...... but he is also a chemistry of the war who loved the real beast man much longer than me.
You will need to take a glance at that chemo philosophy.
"... Apparently, we're not going to get along, but we're going to have to revisit our ratings."
That's what I say, I give Mr. George my right hand and ask him to shake it.
"No, no, this way. I thought all humans liked half-beast people were half-baked, but you're not, Farri. He's a muscular skeptic."
And Mr. George takes my hand and responds to the handshake.
"Um, I don't mean I only like the half of beasts and people. I also like pure beasts, and I like humans for everything. Because there are no restrictions on my adorable subject."
"Ho! That again. You're young, but you're a profound man."
Thus, I and George acknowledged and understood each other's adoration.
"... Hey, Mr. Quella. Though I can't keep up with Fari and Mr. George. Is it me who's weird?
"That's not true, Master Ligret. I can't keep up either."
"Fari, sometimes it creeps me out like this. Ah."
I can hear you pulling a dong for three from behind me in words, but let's just say I can't hear you now.