Tower of Karma

William heard everything while distorting his face.

"I finally got the point. of discomfort, to everything."

"My husband had been judged not to tell. It is our discretion to tell you this, please forgive me, Master William."

"No, it's the one who traveled with this' back 'that's hard to forgive. What, brother-in-law, what... is too selfish. I'm too funny. It can't be, like, unknowingly."

Tough, tough, teeth-eating, deliberately angry, William.

To its strength, the man felt a definite connection.

So, the truth is, this is all Jan was going to tell you. Hand me the stuff.

"What's this? Though it hardly seems to have been read."

"Yes. Your husband will not read it. Because it's yours."

"... mine?

William opens the book. There was an easy, really easy line of Arcadia words everywhere. Bread, stone, sky, clouds and words line apples, eggs and milk. I don't think Jan will read this. But I don't even remember reading anything like this.

"This will be the book Alretto purchased for you."

"... hey, by?

"Yes. I have no learning. That's why I wanted you to learn and live a legitimate life, and I bought it with that desire."

"... well, that's stupid. Hey, put me down."

"No. Soon, it seemed, a little more, if you settled down, you were about to ask Count Vlad to let your brother also live and work. And that almost came true. The biggest reason why your husband didn't show up before you is because he ruined Master Alrett's efforts because of himself, even by shredding himself and destroying the wishes he wanted to fulfill. Until today, that remorse..."

"What is it, that? What the hell, that's...

William and the rest of the wolves now. After the final war, the supreme hero, the White Knight, was so shaken by the wobble that he did not seem to be the man who became completely undeserved. I have the thing in front of me that I've always wanted. The answer is in this hand. I had doubts. Knowing my beloved, I was not sure that my sister was the same again. I can't help it. Because there was a world that didn't look like a little Al.

"Live with me? With that guy? Haha, I get revulsion. You think that Helga would allow that? It is Sekiyama who is about to die of darkness. Really, he's a fool. This stuff is worthless. Really, it's too easy, woohoo, right, my sister couldn't even read this. I couldn't read it back then either. This, even stuff."

The answer is in my hand. The pain I had that day was right.

My own ugliness with suspicion hurts. I couldn't believe it, I sincerely hate myself for getting dirty.

"This is a book of arithmetic. Added arithmetic, heh, not practical. But woohoo, I couldn't do this either. I forgot, those days there was nothing. Knowledgeable as a matter of course, and days of exercising it as a matter of course. Gentle, like a real son, all taught. From scratch, oh, yeah. I was always critical back then, and I even, I forgot, I was there"

And find out again. Your own business.

There was love all around me. I just refused it. I could have reached out a little bit, that's all. If you look, they found you. Everything I wanted.

If I could find this hand before it gets dirty...

"Sister, I, I can almost read the books in Arcadia. Even arithmetic, all the practical formulas are in my head, and if I still let you play the Abacus, it's a big deal, huh? Well, there's a top up there, but it's quicker to count from the top, even in Arkas', king's capital. That's all I packed. A lot, try... but I'm not the adult your sister wanted. Ugly, dirty, crawled up by all means."

If I could have known before I made a mistake...

"I'm sorry, sister. I'm sorry, Mr. Norman. I was wrong from the start, wasn't I? Thank you, really, love me, thank you. So..."

William dried so dry that he wet the tears he thought he'd lost.

"I will. I made a mistake, I kept making a mistake. To make up what I could only do. There may not be that much time. But I'll try to build a foundation. Destroy and connect the next era so it's easy to stand. Towards a world where your sister and Jan can walk hand in hand as normal. Because that's my way."

William wears the king's mask. No more men have cried knowing the truth where they are. Knowing the love that was hidden, Al was in tears without stopping, no.

"Dear William. I was almost disposed of at my husband's hands, but there is one painting that I couldn't really dispose of. I'll give it to you too."

When a man wraps around a dusty cloth, there's...

"... I see, did I look like this? Laughing like an idiot. I'm sorry for you, but your husband, Dawn of the Reunion, let me hit you once. Terrible story. It just goes around empty, the stuffing is sweet, really, clumsy, my sister, my brother-in-law."

There was a single picture of the three of them laughing without giving in. It was too dazzling and just a glance was enough. I can't stand any more. Perhaps I've thought about it many times, but this' if 'is too irritating. I wish I had such a future. If there's a world coming where this is normal, even without me, that's fine. Let's fight for it. Starting today.

"What are you going to do now?

"I think I'll take refuge in Garias. Zeke's blood was separated into two parts, but Gustav and I were actually drinking friends, and spent the rest of our lives there. And Osvalt's air doesn't fit. I can't breathe with all my swords."

"You'd be young to say the rest of your life."

"No, even at a good age. Time passes fast. My father has already made zero apologies to you. He said he couldn't spot it himself, which drove everything crazy."

"I'm sorry. It just didn't arrive, no matter what you said to me back then, and it was all my choice. Because it was none other than me who was crazy. A beast without a name."

"One day, I'll tell you through my mouth. If it's true, stand here and tell your father everything you saw here."

"That's awkward. But please."

William overlooks this little secret room.

"May I have your keys?

"Of course it is. It's all yours now."

"I thought I'd donate even my own books when I'm done, too. And put the keys back where they came from. Don't you think there's a romance? Someday someone will know the story beyond a long time."

"... surprised. I have more matters to tell my father. You were a romantic."

"As long as you're ashamed of yourself. Now, let's not forget to talk about dreams."

William stares at the painting again and gently returns the book to the shelf. Next time you come, at the end, when you find your end point. Let's come back here then. Leave the business spelling out the life of a foolish man. Someday someone will find out about this era.

I just hope that one day is a better time than now, and that my story is just a comedy, a time when everyone can laugh and see it as a funny story.

Bearing also the thoughts of an ignorant, gentle sister and her clumsy, arrogant, and cowardly brother-in-law, the man in the mask of saying William Lewis steps to a new stage.

One day the three of us will be able to walk, and the king of business will go for heaven.