Unnamed Memory

How shall I end my life?

It wasn't until after I fulfilled my petition that I could think about that without cloudiness.

I could find the man I've been looking for. I had a lot of trouble after that, but I was finally able to finish it all.

So all you have to do is decide how you want to die.

"That said, there's nothing I want to do in particular..."

Living for four hundred years, there is no great untrained in raw. Until a while ago, I was often treated like a child because of the way the girl looked, but now that I'm an adult body because of a series of troubles, I don't even have that kind of annoyance.

In a small town liquor store, Tinasha delays things as she leans her glass.

While it was still early and there were few guests - that was when he came in.

"Is there a magician in this?

The guests look back at the voice of the young man standing at the door.

Tinasha, who was at the counter, saw him the laggest of them all.

The adjustable length is well worked out. A long sword raised on the adventurer's light attire, perhaps a human who has visited the ruins near this town. Maybe he even damaged some of his people.

In the absence of anyone to respond to him, Tinasha had no choice but to raise one hand, looking at it and deciding that there was no other person with magic.

Yes, I'm a magician.

"Is that true? Then I'm sorry for the sudden, but I want to help."

That said, the young man who came into the store glanced at Tinasha and gently glanced at her blue eyes.

On the other hand, she looked back at the face of a brilliant man without much emotion. Just from the way a man walks, from what he does, he perceives himself as a man of war.

Such a mediocre encounter is the beginning of them that didn't even become a story.

"Uh... did you come alone? Whatever it is."

Tinasha was unable to hide her grudges as she left the tavern and walked towards the ruins.

This man, who calls himself Oscar, seems to be trampling around like a half-hobby as an adventurer. You had a lot of life doing it alone, she thought, but didn't put it in her mouth.

"There's a lot of difficulty when it comes to ruins. If you haven't broken the ruins, you should hire a magician. You don't have to be in the nearest town, you just have to go to a little bigger town."

"Hey, I was in a hurry this time...... watch out next time"

A man who laughs bitterly is much taller than her. I look up and talk to you as a courtesy for once, but this gets tired all the time. Tinasha thought that she wanted to float, but doing that would diverge the difference in her powers.

Her identity is a witch with protruding magic and living for years.

There are only five women on this continent called by that name. She is one of them - said to be the strongest of them all. The name of the witch is not known to man, so even if he does, he won't notice, but he can never know the extra power of man.

Tinasha had no choice but to keep talking as she looked up at the man.

"It feels like you've heard, you seem to have a magic lock. Maybe I can take it off."

"Helpful. I wish I could have come with a weapon that could break magic."

"More than half of those weapons are fake. That's why Falsus' king sword, Acacia, is scarce."

Young people raise their voices and laugh when they raise a king sword that just waves on the continent and has the power of magic deactivation. Tinasha frowned at the inexplicability of the reaction.

"What is it... laugh at people's advice"

"No, thanks for asking."

"That's what makes you die prematurely. At least you should believe my story."

"Believe, believe"

To a mild affirmation, Tinasha wanted to make a man of himself, but she couldn't help but peel here. For the opponent, he's simply a magician he picked up in a liquor store. If you show some strength, you won't even have credibility in your advice.

When Tinasha breaks it off so much, she begins to think about some composition, in front of the ruins in the woods that she has seen. Magic that is visible and effective so that those who neglect magic can understand it as easily as possible.

Thinking about that, she went into the ruins about him, but as a result of treading the ruins

- Conversely, I was to be surprised by the sword arm of the man who hired me.

The statue of a lion made of stone collapsed into sand as the man's sword forcefully crushed his nucleus.

Tinasha, who was covering for it from where it went down, breathes more.

Oscar looked back at her as he returned his sword to his sheath.

"It was funny. I mean, thank God. You can do a lot of things."

"... that's the dialogue over here"

I know there are as many unusual people in the world as there are, but his good prospects, his judgment, and his treatment of pure swords are surprisingly unplugged. If this were the Dark Ages, I might have become someone enough to change history.

She swung around the deepest part of the ruins, the halls lined with magic and martial artefacts from the Dark Ages.

"If you do have as many arms as you do, it seems like you can do most of the time by yourself. Do you want to take home the loot? I'll do it if I need a magic eye."

"I don't want anything in particular, so you pick it first"

"Yeah......?

That being said, Tinasha is not in trouble for money. I've been thinking about how to die.

But it would be suspicious to say "I don't need anything" here, and he'd be in trouble if I hired him. Eventually she chose some magic equipment that seemed to be useful as a result of her troubles. Anything else is always eye-catching, only dividing things that are worth it.

"All right, then you're on. Don't get too bought off."

He's an adventurer too, so I know he knows the area, but I'm just worried about the mixing of magic equipment. Oscar stares rarely at her as a reminder.

"I think there's a lot to take home. We're going back that way."

"I'm going home with a metastasis"

Were you going to keep going back when you said that some places had collapsed in complete traps along the way? Tinasha was convinced that "logic doesn't interest her in rewards," but the magician who opens the gates to the transfer is a minority. Maybe he hasn't been in the company he put together before.

Tinasha asked, tilting her neck gently.

"What city would you like? You could have been in town earlier, or you could have left if it was bigger."

"Then what about the castle capital of Falsus?

Of course.

Tinasha opens the transfer gate as she adjusts the coordinates to exit the city she once spent nostalgic.

Oscar opened without a chant. Rounding his eyes to it, he looked back at her.

"Can I see you again?

"Er...?

It's just luck and whim that he attracted himself this time. Makes it seem like an easy thing to do, but I get in trouble. Anyway, he's not an accomplished person or anything who broke through her tower, which is now closed.

But...

"... if there's anything else magicians can't get caught, fine. I'm free, too."

It's a shame to let you drown in ruins. You could do with a little help. Besides... it's been a long time since I've had the pleasure of imitating adventurers. When I just became a witch, I was reminded of those days when I thought it was nothing but painful, changing colors.

Oscar heard it and laughed happily.

"If I go to that tavern, can I see you?

"I can't see you. It happens. Now call me. Because it's magic equipment."

The magic apparatus you unleashed on him is for communication. Briefly explain how to use it, Tinasha breaks up with him.

It was a month later that he asked me to "go on an adventure" again like that.

The underground passage illuminated by blue and white ore is limp and mysterious.

But if you walk there with water dripping, the cold will prevail. Tinasha squeezed her wet black hair tight and cuddly in front.

"What, here... I didn't know there was a cave under the river..."

"It was in an ancient document. I'm interested in what it looks like."

"Why are you in such a place..."

Tinasha, who has been flushed down the river with him until he gets out of this place, drops a thin shoulder. But if we were human beings other than them, we could both have been flushed down to the sea.

When Tinasha used her magic to dry her own hair and clothes, she reached out to him, who was similarly swept.

"Look, I'll dry it, give in"

"Can you do that too?"

"You can do anything, but don't take it for granted. Luck. Luck."

Stretch out and touch his hair.

Eyes the same color as the sky just at night. Tinasha was impressed with the color she saw up close.

"... don't you have a little bit of blood in your house?"

"What makes you think that?

"Because the color of the eyes is unusual. That's the kind of clear color, the rare appearance in old blood houses."

"Is that what it is? I think your colors are rarer."

"I'm old blood."

Simply because she is over four hundred years old herself, it is also natural that she is old. Tinasha giggles and walks out of the underground aisle. Oscar followed behind it.

"What do you usually do?

"Are you asleep or reading a book?"

"You're not going to be some court magician?

"Not at all. It's a hassle to belong to the organization. Aren't you? He doesn't seem to like group behavior or anything."

"Why would they even spot that..."

"Is it because of that personality..."

If I said more, I'd be able to "act as a group too, but I don't like that". In other words, of the same nature as her. So in spite of all this sword arm, I guess he's doing adventurers and such who don't have a fixed companion.

When Tinasha is putting up a protective junction, Oscar's hand grabs a room of hair.

"It's got aquatic plants."

"Take it..."

"It's surprisingly cute."

"They say aquatic plants look good, and I'll tell you now that few women are happy. Reference."

Instead, I wanted to say who made me a feather that I could play with aquatic plants, but I can't grow up too much. Tinasha also pays by hand for the aquatic plants on the edge of her magic clothes.

That's how she finished exploring the unprecedented cave, the next time she was summoned to him, she was given a hair decoration with a pearl, "Thank you for that time".

The frequency with which he was called was not at all constant.

The race of adventurers doesn't fight anywhere every day. Sometimes you can relax for months if you like once in your life. So Tinasha didn't wonder once a month or more, or vice versa, day after day.

The two of us tried, and there was no place we could not break through. Of course, there were many places she could handle it alone, but more than that, Oscar was also a person who could do what she couldn't. To that judgment, he was saved many times by his aggressive physical abilities. Every time I crossed one danger, it seemed like I really enjoyed being an adventurer. Even if the place to go out with him that way replaced not only the ruins and caves, but the distant towns and festivals, it was still fun. I feel safe with you, and I'm glad about what happened, that kind of relationship, I'm sure it's a good fellow.

About a year after we first met, Tinasha steps into the same tavern we met.

The days have fallen completely, and the guests seem to be getting tired of the day with booze. The gentle air is soaking there.

Tinasha looked up at the man next door.

"You didn't think a bandit was nesting in a lava cave. I don't think I can help it when it's usually hot..."

"That's probably why people don't come for it. Well, it's hard to understand."

A lava cave where Oscars used to go in and couldn't do anything about it. They were attacking just now. Once when Oscar came in, he said he was chased by a lava demon, but before that he was to fight the bandits. They would also have been unlucky to have been stuck out in the stuffing room with a pair of people suddenly breaking in, embellished like children.

Tinasha orders when she sits in the counter chair. She grabbed the glass, which came soon.

"But you often find that place. It's amazing how much I don't know."

"I have all sorts of materials. There's a lot going on out there."

Oscar smiles next door. His expression like that made him feel like a vessel that drank down a lot, Tinasha secretly liked it.

Then the two get into a chat with no other love. Making the next promise is now normal too.

I don't know when I'll see you. Just think about where you're going. Much of it is information on the ruins Oscar brings in, but besides that, Tinasha had plenty of scenery he wanted to show him.

- I've never had the pleasure of spending time with someone like this and can wait to see him on a day when I'm alone.

Tinasha smiles carelessly and looks up at him.

"I'm sure you're referring to someone like you as your partner. I've never had someone like that, so it's kind of fresh."

Oscar turned to her, smiling in a good mood with some mild drunkenness.

"Dude... dude... you've never been told that before..."

"'Cause you didn't have a regular companion."

"That's not the problem."

"What's the problem?"

Sometimes he said, "You're off......" but I'm not sure what that means. Instead, I think he's the one with the unexpected public ignorance. Before I met her, I wonder if I'd lost too much money treading through the rare ruins. Tinasha had to teach him much of the trouble an adventurer wouldn't know, from how to redeem loot to negotiating with an informer.

Sometimes he's treated like he doesn't know anything, mostly because she's unfamiliar with people. Tinasha, still wondering if she had said anything strange, was baffled and asked again.

"Was it rude of you? Excuse me."

"Excuse me... it's not. Shoulder watermark."

"Duh, which neighborhood...?

I hear again that Tinasha, who has no idea, is scared.

Being oblivious to people's feelings is something that Lucrezia, a friend, often tells me. I don't want that to make me feel bad for him, my dear companion.

Oscar smiles at her asking in a mood to beg for teachings. His fingers stroked over the hair decorations he had been wearing ever since I got them.

"Right...... for now, I called you today with the intention of applying for a marriage"

…………

"I mean, I was going to be quite outspoken from the middle of nowhere, but I didn't get it at all. Every time you told me," You don't know the world... "I felt like I couldn't say anything."

"That's... su, mi, no"

- What can I say?

Tinasha holds onto her naturally hot cheeks with both hands.

I trust him. I also have a favor as a person.

But I've never thought about it that way before.

But if you ask me, I always remembered to yearn for tenderness that tickled me and strength that never wavered. So I've been dating him ever since I wanted to help him.

I've also crossed a dangerous bridge in secrecy, wanting to help him, even with hardships unknown to anyone, probably because I had unconscious thoughts again.

At the same time he becomes aware, wanting to disappear, Tinasha holds his head.

"is embarrassing..."

"Am I happy with that reaction or not..."

"'Cause I can't believe we're getting married"

I am a witch. Witches who have lived a long time.

Tinasha, a spiritual magician, is pure, but still not the kind of person who can be a normal bride.

That's what I thought a year ago about how to end myself.

Pong and a man's hand can be placed on his head as he holds it. I heard a gentle voice with a bitter smile.

"Nothing, you don't mind turning me down if you don't like me. But if not, think about it. I want to spend my whole life with you. Every day of that lifetime."

"A lifetime..."

That's a very long, but seemingly short time for her.

Perhaps, fifty more years. I wonder if you could accompany me with that much time, he says.

A life I may have dreamed of somewhere someday, but it can't possibly come true.

Tinasha takes a breath on the newly born whisper path.

- I wondered how I was going to die.

As a witch, as the last of the old magical powers.

I was trying to die somewhere, secretly, without anyone knowing. Or even try to unravel the magic of stopping growth and grow old as just a human being.

If you can share that time with him.

"I..."

Such happiness is not tolerated by myself as a witch.

But if you live as just an adventurer's wife... who will know that.

Only I can't forgive myself. That won't change for the rest of my life. No matter how you live and die, you will never forget your sins until the end.

It's just that I still do think of him.

- If this sin and thoughts can be held together.

"... are you such a bad person?"

"I know enough. What do you like and what do you dislike? No trivial habits, no bad morning."

"Well, isn't that because you call in early in the morning!

"I know, and that's enough. You can keep your mouth shut if you don't want to."

"... Oscar"

He probably knows she's hiding it. We've been dating for a year. You're guessing there's something you don't have to talk about, even if he's sharp.

On top of that, I say it doesn't matter. She tells me she knows enough.

There will surely be no one like you. And the miracle of meeting someone like that.

It's a dream that's too much for me - and with that in mind, Tinasha looks at him.

The answer slipped out naturally.

"With me... if you don't mind"

I'm sure this is the last sin. I live with him with my mouth shut for the rest of my life about who I am.

That's how you can be mediocre old and end up secluded. Without anyone knowing, one of the witches will be gone. Tinasha bites her lips in a mood that is about to cry out.

A light mouthpiece was dropped on the forehead.

"I love you"

Oscar's fingers touch the tweezers.

A terribly gentle hand. its temperature.

Get used to it, but wet with tears the fingertips you still don't know - the witch smiled clumsily.

Blessed by the guests around them who seemed to be bluffing their ears, the ceremony was mentioned in the liquor store as it was.

Oscar said, "Don't you have to have a proper ceremony?" I've pushed him over and over again, or Tinasha's not going to want that much. Among the guests, there happened to be a local official in Falsus, who wrote the paperwork in his presence.

There was no resistance to the fact that I would lose the purity of a spiritualist. It originally had enormous magic. That's not how magic becomes unusable.

I just refused to let him fight with me. He didn't know she was a spiritualist or what a spiritualist was like, and Oscar seemed a little surprised to hear the story but didn't think anything was wrong.

More than that, it was strange and just embarrassing that I would be his wife.

In the same town inn with the tavern, Tinasha wakes up close to noon, realizing what it feels like to be stroking her hair. I looked up and saw the man right next door.

Still unclear consciousness. Mouth on her lid, she trembles.

"... Oscar?

"You're going to be asleep all the time. Can you wake up?

Tinasha snorts blurredly at him, smiling bitterly. It's not the first time I've stayed in the same inn like this while I was an adventurer with him, but I managed to stay awake every time.

She nodded at her face holding her naked knee, still waking up to her bedroom that way.

"I'm awake..."

'Cause you're not awake, it's...

A well-trained arm holds her up with every hanging cloth.

Oscar slowly thawed his wife, who was likely to fall asleep, as he carried her to the bathroom in that way. I feel so affectionate that I can hold my breath in the hands I touch, in my gaze, in the voice I can call.

Gradually awakening, she looked up at him with a bright red face.

"Shh, excuse me... I'm not sleeping well..."

"I was wondering if it wasn't. I don't mind if she's cute."

"Pretty..."

I'm not a child, so I don't want you to do that. But when I try to protest like that, I get my lips pecked. Something tells me my thoughts are always feverish and don't seem to work properly anymore.

- Tinasha, who thought this was not good, just left the bathroom when she washed her face with cold water.

Oscar, who came up, said to her as she dressed and dried her hair.

"Can we go out today?

"Yes. I'm basically free. Where are you going?

When adventurers get married to each other, what kind of life do they live? Are you going to travel from the city to the city or are you going to buy a house based somewhere to live with?

Oscar smiles like trouble at her for thinking about it.

"To my house. I want to introduce you to everyone."

"Everybody... are you family?

With that said, I never heard of his family before. I was completely out of consciousness because I was so far away from that kind of thing. Tinasha looked down at herself in sheer light attire as she jumped up.

"Well, that has to be right..."

"You can keep it that way. 'Cause if you're gonna get dressed, there's as much over there as there is."

"Isn't that strange?

Does it make sense to change at the other person's house when you're asking if it would be rude?

For a moment Tinasha even thought about going back to the tower to get herself ready, but gave up because Oscar insisted on "staying put". As he told me, when I leave the Inn, I open a transfer to the Farsas Castle Capital.

Falsus is the most prosperous country on the continent. The bustling city of Castle Capital has a sense of history, but it is still polished and beautiful.

Tinasha leaked her pleasant thoughts as she walked about her husband amidst cluttered crowd streets such as travellers, merchants, and city people.

"I knew you were from Falsus."

"What made you think that?

"The sword muscle. Because it belonged to Falsus."

Tinasha once stood on the battlefield with the king of this country as his covenant. At that time, I used to watch the castle soldiers train. Oscar laughs at her for remembering nostalgic memories.

"That's totally foreseeable. Well, that's the thing."

"We don't know each other for what it is, do we?"

Still, I know what's important. So I chose to live with him and die.

With that in mind, Tinasha leans her neck in the direction we are headed though.

"This way, there's a castle."

"Well, yeah."

"We're on our way to your parents' house, aren't we?

"When it comes to my parents' home, yes..."

I wonder why you feel like you have a bad tooth cut someplace. Tinasha reluctantly remained silent, but opened her mouth just as he began to cross the bridge leading to the main gate of the castle.

"Oscar... why did you come to the castle"

"Actually, I live here."

……………………

Even before, I had doubts about it.

Because his sword muscles and the way he fought were, in one way or another, close to authentic generals and martial officers. But there's no way a human being in such a key position is doing something like a fluke and an adventurer.

That's why I thought "a decently educated nobleman is leaving the house to do weird things" or something.

"Oscar... have you ever come out of work..."

"For once, I've been squeezed every time"

"If they squeeze you once, let's not! It'll be your neck!

I guess he's not necked for doing that because his own abilities are unplugged compared to others, but that's also not a good thing to repeat.

To his wife's bitterness, Oscar laughs bitterly.

"Still, I missed you."

…………

This doesn't matter what they say, I feel bad about minutes right now. When Tinasha covered her blushing face with both hands, the castle gatekeeper noticed the two of them and saluted them silently.

Tinasha is ashamed and sorry for the gate that opens naturally.

"Ya should have come dressed properly after all..."

"You're cute no matter what you wear"

"That's not the problem. It's a matter of apologizing to your master together."

"If I have to apologize, it's just me, and the person I apologize to is annoying, but it's not the one I don't understand."

At the same time that Oscar says so, a young man jumps out the front door of the castle. With a thin body of lines in his civilian outfit, he turned his blood phase and ran over when he found the two. Open up to Oscar and scream the most.

"Where have you been, Your Grace!

To the words, Tinasha frowns.

I looked back and saw the young civilian again, making sure there was no one else.

"Sire?"

- What the hell are you talking about?

Next to her with a frown on her, Oscar shrugs her shoulders.

"I was just going to visit. So, I'm back. I'm basically not getting out anymore."

"What do you mean, basically! Who is that woman!

"My wife. Married yesterday."

"is ⁉"

Civilian men turn bright blue to the fact that they can be thrown from next to next.

But what I don't know is that Tinasha is with me. He looked up to his newlywed husband.

"Your Majesty?

"It means the way it is. No master scolds me."

"... that is,"

"I am the king of this country. I'm sorry I kept you quiet."

"... uh"

King of Pharsus.

A nation that succeeds the King of Absolute Magic Resistance, Sword Acacia.

It must have been about two years before the new king took office. A little after Tinasha finished the sublimation of Magic Lake. I heard he was a young king, but the king of Falsus is a swordsman for generations and an early replacement is not uncommon. So now I didn't wonder, I didn't care.

Until such a person knew he was behaving like an adventurer and becoming his own husband.

"............ no"

"Tinasha?"

A pompous and zero word.

Listen to that, Oscar peeks at her. Civilian men must be the limit of everything. I was crouching and crying. But so is she who wants to cry.

"- That's not it! Never!

"Tinasha, what's wrong?"

"No! Why, more importantly, you are King Falsus! No! Because it's impossible to marry someone like that!

I wanted to live with him and die.

But that's because I wanted to be just a man who would end his life in a whisper in a continent where countless human beings live. To the wife of the king of the great kingdom, and to the man who inherits the sword of the "magician slayer", there is no way that a witch will marry him. He's the furthest thing in the world from her husband. It's like a miracle. It's the worst coincidence.

Why didn't you tell me first? If I had known, I would never have appeared before him again. Tinasha looks to her beloved husband.

"There's no such thing. Because..."

"Sorry, Tinasha"

Hands to be stretched. To her frenzied, he looks in deep trouble. The soldiers around him also suddenly watched the interaction between them.

Tinasha waves away the man's hand.

"Oh, because you are, I wanted to live with you, and yet..."

I love him for walking next door.

I wasn't attracted to anything special. I was attracted to its natural existence.

I didn't want you to be a king or anything. I wish she was just a swordsman and her loving husband.

It's just that, by not making it happen - she's lying, too.

I let her cry out loud, and the surrounding air becomes unbearable.

Not obviously, but the gaze of censure focused on the king - Oscar hugged her as he sighed heavily.

"I'm sorry. I was gonna say it right yesterday."

- He did cut something out after accepting the marriage. I was.

But the guests stood up and Tinasha rose completely and didn't get a chance to hear it. I guess he didn't mean himself any harm. There may have been, but that comes from the confidence and arrogance of the royal family.

Yes, in the corner of his head. Thinking calmly, Tinasha closes her eyes crying.

"It sucks... marriage is invalid..."

"I have proper public documents. The one that works in Falsus."

"That must be the one you're guaranteeing in King Falsus's name... isn't it you... what are you talking about..."

"Let me just have a discussion. Explain and apologize."

His voice, heard from above his head, is something that he knows well when he is in trouble.

Tinasha buries her face in his chest instead of answering.

- I thought this was the punishment for having a good dream about bugs.

"So, before you explain it to your wife, I'd like you to explain it to me, too."

After transporting Tinasha to her private room, where she was tired of crying and falling asleep, Oscar was in a childhood impeachment in the office. Explain how it spans a year in the cold gaze of piercing.

Having heard everything, Lazar turned her stunned face to the master.

"I mean... I was out and attacking the ruins, and he said he liked her for dating me, and he got out even more to see her, and eventually married his identity in silence..."

"Well, I guess it will..."

"I can't even say things..."

Oscar's heart hurts just as much in the reaction of a disappointing lassard rather than angry. I have been scolded many times before, but it may be close to the first time I have been discouraged.

"Why didn't you tell the truth sooner... the day after we got married, it just doesn't..."

"I felt like I could get away with it if I told you."

She is a person who finds no value at all in hardware or authority.

I don't mind if that's all, but there are some verses that hate and avoid them that have gone too far. If I had taught you my qualities sooner, there would have been a chance that you would hate trouble and never see me again. Because I felt that way, I couldn't tell you.

Lazar takes a deep sigh. He seems to know only a long relationship and in his lord's heart. He did, but he shook his eyelids as he mixed sympathy.

"Then you can stand around better or something... let's just say it before we get married. You liked me enough to get me a proposal, didn't you?

"I was gonna say it, but it's kind of buzzing around"

"Let's say it when we're both here!

"Reason was cute enough to fly"

".............................. it sucks"

I know exactly how Lazar feels, but I think he'll know how he feels too.

The person I've always liked turned a clumsy but loving affection to me. And I didn't want to let him get away with it. In terms of her fortitude, there was also an intention that she would eventually listen in after officially becoming a couple.

I was rather pleased when I heard that she was a spiritual magician and that losing her purity would also diminish her powers. I can literally fold my beloved being and keep it on hand. I didn't think I could get away with that.

But in the end, such cowardice pissed her off.

"Nevertheless... even my parents were killed by Falsus? He hated me a lot."

"I think what he hated was that His Majesty deserved it before Falsus"

"Even though we're newlyweds."

"I think you deserve it"

"I'll apologize for now"

Here, he doesn't have the option to dissolve the marriage.

He's the one who got what he wanted. I'm not going to let go, and I'm going to take as much time as I can.

But if the reason for her anger lies in her own pull, it will take some time to unravel it.

Oscar stands up and occasionally remembers the gruesome look she gives.

Beautiful, moonlike woman of the night.

And she tries to conceal it, about the darkness.

- I got what I deserved.

That's all if I put it together. A witch dreamed of happiness without giving up her minutes and knew reality.

If she's a normal woman, she's lucky. But not to her. He doesn't deserve to be stuffed with "betrayed," etc. I've been a liar since the beginning, because she's the one.

So, cry, sleep, when you wake up - she was already the original witch.

"Tinasha, are you awake?

"I'm awake."

Returning it with a voice that often passes, Oscar enters the bedroom.

It's not the usual adventurer outfit, outfit as a king. Tinasha fell in love for a moment in her grand standing. With all these people in front of me, I also wonder why I hadn't noticed before.

Oscar smiled with much happiness at the woman sitting with her feet together on the king's bedroom.

But as soon as he gets serious, he pulls a chair in front of her and sits down. He cut out to go straight in.

"I'm sorry I kept quiet. I didn't want you to hate me."

"I don't mean to be such a narrow person...... I'd rather be hated right now"

"I'll rephrase it. I didn't want you to avoid it."

…………

His words are diagrams. If I had listened to his qualities sooner, Tinasha would have kept avoiding him. Perhaps he had a hunch that she would move that way by birth.

Tinasha sighs.

"Because I have a nonsense about that, too. But more than the facts have come to light, so has the marital relationship. Deactivate that document under your authority. Can you do it, please?

"I don't like that"

"I am not willing to marry a king."

If our own lives are going to coincide, that's only when one of us is the "self of no one". A being with a name that you can tell by without being called a name is not appropriate for either of them. We just pull each other's legs.

But Oscar didn't move one eyebrow when he heard it.

"If you were with me, not the king, you'd have been willing to marry me, wouldn't you?

"... Yep"

"Then it's the same thing. Drink that I'm like this. I'll do my best to do that."

"I can't believe you need to make an effort..."

The bad news is she's much better than he is. A witch who dreamed of not fitting her height.

So I guess I'm just saying I got paid.

Tinasha mocks herself all the time. A dark eye stared at the man who was her husband.

"I'm the one you can't accompany. I am the closest thing to King Falsus."

"Don't come near me? There will be no such person."

"I'm here. - I'm a witch."

Pan, and ring your fingers.

That was all the motion, and those who had to be men appeared in the room.

Those who have the same appearance as humans, but have different colors of hair and eyes than humans.

- Twelve superior demons, called "Spirit of Trudar," kneel towards her.

One of us, the spirits who looked like an old man, opened his mouth heavily.

"My queen, give me your command."

"Stay here. To show that I'm me."

"Yes, sir."

Looking around at the spirits, Tinasha rises.

Cold eyes, usually unseen, eyes as strong men and also scarred distorted by history, looked to Oscar.

He looked around at the spirits in surprise, glancing back at his wife.

"Witch? You?

"Yeah. You're also called the Blue Moon Witch, the Tower Witch. It's the inhabitant of that blue tower at the west border of Falsus."

- A tower where they say if you climb well, the witch will grant your wish.

But after she serves her purpose, she stays closed all the time. Few originally challenged. With her death as it is, it will just be forgotten as a gaga story.

Oscar breathes with admiration.

"Right... by reason. I always thought the tower was closed."

"Did you go..."

"Several times. I was hoping to try with you someday."

"It's easy to win if I join you because you're setting yourself up. Not!

Hi. I'm talking to him, and I'm back to normal. I guess that's because he himself looks exactly the same as before. Tinasha held on to a temple that looked like a headache.

"It would not be acceptable for King Falsus to marry a witch by virtue of this. So that's it. Yes, over!

"Who decides whether or not to be forgiven? Me? I don't care."

"Let's worry about that there!

I thought it would surprise me a little bit more, but I think there's more to it than shaking.

This is my first experience where my husband's face skin is too thick to be bothered. Tinasha stared at the spirit of a young man who grinned as he knelt.

"Anyway! I'm a witch, and I'm about twenty times older than you! This is how I have a pretty troublesome history of coming! So I can't have your wife or anything! No!"

"But you'd have thought you'd get married once, wouldn't you?

"It's..."

I thought it was just him, so I wanted to accompany him.

But if you skin your love like a piece of shit, reality is all heavy.

I just can't live and even die. I guess I can't do that because I've loved him.

To her stuck in words, Oscar reaches out when he stands up.

My big hand touched my smooth cheek.

"Were you going to reveal one day that you were just marrying a man and that you were a witch?

".................. I was going to keep my mouth shut until I died"

You're not the one who got mad at me.

"I am aware..."

"Then it's mutual. Take a good look at me."

"Oh, no."

A man who speaks out a hell of a lot.

Instead of blaming her for being a witch, she says, so don't miss your lies, too.

When such impotence prevails, do you really think?

- You think. That kind of guy, Tinasha knows all along.

Oscar puts her in his arms.

A quiet voice whispered, begging forgiveness.

"I love you. I don't want to let go. But I can't abandon my position."

"... of course, no. He's a king."

"So you give in. I'll spend the rest of my life giving you what you deserve."

A life in which people live.

Every day.

Spend time together and dedicate. Return with thoughts.

It's just such a miracle he offers.

Excess for a witch, happiness just for her.

That would be too much as a reward for a lie.

Tinasha bites her lips.

Words grabbed my throat, and instead, I cried zero more.

The king softly embraces a witch crying out like a young girl. Instead of her, who can't say anything, the old man's spirit opened his mouth.

"We are the queen, now the treasure of the late Magic Power. Are you prepared to take it?"

"It's my Lady. It's only natural for me to welcome you."

"Then we'll admit it."

Nodding so heavily, at the same time, all spiritual figures disappear. Tinasha glanced indoors abruptly at their deeds, which should be in service.

"Hey, what are you doing on your own... everyone..."

"You're the only one left, Tinasha"

Fingers to be touched, mouthing to be dropped.

What dwells in a distracting fever is just love.

Oscar laughs at her as she moans her lips.

"For now, I'm sorry to distract you, but if you really don't like it, it's fine because I'm coming to you. In any city, that tower. I'm coming to see you."

"... because it's not that easy to climb a tower"

"Everywhere."

Supported by powerful words. He says you can have a good dream about bugs.

The path I had in mind to die. But in a very different reality than I imagined, Tinasha couldn't say anything.

Only thoughts fade away.

"You really are already..."

Tinasha has wet eyes in tears and stares into the night sky colored eyes.

This is the last time I feel this way.

And I give this thought - I'm sure there's only one.

So give him everything. Everything until I die.

"I love you. - My king."

One day the king brought back a beautiful wife.

She said that she did so for the rest of her life, leaning next to him.

No one knows his true name.

She and ended her life in happiness.