Unnamed Memory

The sleeping man's face was nothing but sadness.

Tinasha, who was letting her hand touch Enica's forehead lying on the bench, looked up, noticing the signs all the time. Almost simultaneously the door was knocked, and the Lord of the castle gave him a peek in the face.

Oscar will see Enica unconscious, and he will look bitter as he wishes.

"You..."

"I didn't kill him."

The witch who answers instantly is like a child who has found a prank. I have no idea how it went, but if you look at that face, you can generally guess.

Oscar, who had a hunch and visited her, scratched up his forehead.

"Was he an assassin? When did you realize that?"

"I said I noticed, or if I did, I'd be in trouble, so I was just setting a trap. At inevitable intervals around his room, I kept a magically made soldier in place. Two of them were killed by him, so we caught him."

"What's behind this?

"I am currently stuffing admirably. Because I'm stuck in spiritual magic. Are you almost out of your mind?"

"What are you doing..."

Oscar knows that his guardians have no mercy for these assassins. I wonder how much better it fits Enica's eyes to be caught by Oscar, too. At times like this, Tinasha certainly shows the ruthlessness of those who have lived eternal times.

When she glanced at the man sleeping as if she noticed something, she let her white hand touch the man's forehead again.

"Mmm, sounds like a limit. I spit out a lot of stuff, so I'll wake you up on the paperwork and report it later. Luckily, it doesn't seem like a plan in the country guru. You'll be done disposing of a few of the people involved. If you look me in the eye, I'll be right there."

"Not allowed. You don't have to do that."

As Oscar enters the room, he grabs up the hand of the witch who was touching Enica. Tinasha tilted her neck gently and looked up at the contractor.

"Why not? I am your protector."

"So you would have protected me, wouldn't you? From there on, it's my job."

Bright night sky eyes and dark eyes bump into each other.

The relative of two people who have lived at different times and seen different things.

The silent time seemed, like only a few seconds or another terribly long time.

Tinasha bends her lips all the time and raises her hands small.

"Okay. I'll pull my hand here. I know exactly what I want to know."

Don't go retaliating on your own.

"Yes."

Tinasha looked at Enica all the time as Oscar finally let go of his hand to respond like a obstinate child. She spits pompously.

"... just a little bit, I thought I was jealous."

"What?

"He's working with you. You could have shared something nearby, couldn't you? Humans are bound to break up one day, and that's why I hope we can share something..."

Pale words sound like they contain plenty of sighs though.

Oscar rounded his eyes to the words.

- When we met, she took it for granted to live away from people.

He was breathing solitude as he deserved and smiling. I shared something with people. I didn't even show them.

Has she changed in her life in this castle for months? Did you want to spare the coming farewell and leave something behind?

Notice Oscar's gaze. She shrugs her shoulders small.

"I was jealous, so maybe I got mean"

"... not beyond the realm of mean?

"It's the same place to go."

Oscar agrees on that. There is only one end to the assassin who entered the castle. He pounded his guardian's head when he pounded only a lot.

"If you want to share something, my next seat is empty."

"Don't give me something subtle and so heavy. If you take that on, you won't be able to go back to the tower."

"You can go home a month or so."

"It doesn't make sense!

Tinasha holds her own knee when she rises fluttered. She's already the usual girlfriend like that.

Oscar grinned bitterly and grabbed Enica's unconscious collar. Drag unconstructively from the top of the bench.

"You took care of him anyway. Thanks."

"Naturally. He used me as an excuse."

"Also unpleasant, don't let a man into your room in this castle. If anything happens, bring him to my room."

"Uh, I think that's quite a problem..."

"I'll allow it. You should be honest with me because this is just jealousy."

Hearing that, Tinasha glances at him like a cat. After a short while she returned it.

"I'm not jealous."

"I know. That's fine with you. I know you're taken care of."

I know very well her deep feelings and what it is directed at me.

I don't mind staying distorted. That would mean being a person.

The most unconscious witch about herself put a cheek wand in the air.

"I'm not sure what you're saying."

"You're like a child."

"What are people over 400 years old and younger talking about? We'll be trapped in the spiritual world for 400 years."

"I don't mind if you're not late for duty and you're coming with me."

"Wouldn't it narrow the difference in years if I stuck with you too!

The witch, who shouted with all her might, hugs Oscar's neck from behind as she swims through the universe. He grinned bitterly as he pulled out the unconscious Enica and the floating Tinasha.

"You're a real cat."

Live away from people, but gentle witches.

- I wonder what I can leave her with then, as one day there will always be a goodbye.

Think about that all the time...... Oscar laughs bitterly at sentimental thinking.

The curtain pull to visit the two of them was approaching the end of a holiday where there was no other love.

[Witch Holidays - END-]