In the meantime, the whole story is over, so I got out of Beautiful Star.
It's a lot of information, and I'm getting a headache.
"You look like you have a headache."
It was Estelle walking next to me who said what she saw.
By the way, if you're going to say that, 'my head looks like it hurts' is right.
Estelle has stuck around because she wants to play with Gonske, Dombeye.
Mr. Foll naturally didn't come because of his mother.
I mean, they're stopping me, but I don't know what you're gonna do if I let my mother slip my mouth with some kind of clap, that guy.
"If they talk about state secrets and suck, and you can only believe them, and you can't escape, it hurts like a head ache."
To my response, Estelle opened her mouth laughing joyfully.
"Is that true, too?
It's a strange story that a piece of information that sucks even if it's a state secret. "
Instead of the country, I don't want to be told by people who work in zubbly places about the secrets of the world.
…………
"And then again, it looks like there's tea coming in from a strange place?
The master said it was a mastermind.
Looks like the masters are behind it. "
For convenience, the presence that the master calls the mastermind.
The presence seems odd, by the way, to be intervening in a different job from the management of the coffee shop.
That job is another absurd story, but it seems to be the management of this world.
When and where in this world, what wars, religions, peoples, arise and disappear.
Decide on it, draw and manage scenarios.
God, he says the expression is doing the perfect job.
You told me to believe that, and the answer is no when it comes to whether I believed it right away.
The master, believe it or not, seemed both good.
There's only one thing for sure.
That meant that my master planted this body and the many troubles I've been in since I picked up Gonske.
When I was a child, once I died, I was brought back to life by what my father wished for my master.
Consideration is to live as a doll (pawn) given a role in one of the Master's scenarios.
Just like my father didn't know he was and became a hero. As assigned to a hero.
In managing this world, now I've just been assigned that role.
It's part of a story Ray's guy didn't teach.
And that day.
The day the king's capital was destroyed.
It was like a complement to the story I told my grandfather's acquaintance and master's acquaintance, a man - Mr. Chris.
"A boy in high school is out of range.
And if that's true about the masters and Estelles, I'm just a pawn on the board.
Literally, I... "
Estelle wouldn't let me tell you beyond that.
In the middle of the words Estelle went around to my front and slapped me on both cheeks as much as she wanted, wondering if she'd stretched her arms.
Just the shock, it doesn't hurt at all.
"What?"
You two stop your legs.
"You're really, really hard. Sturdy."
Estelle answered my question briefly.
And go on.
"This hardness is too much compassion, isn't it?
I found out a little bit why the fool said he was pathetic about you.
I guess this hardness (this) is evidence of contraindications.
Still, I guess it's the result of your father wanting your life.
All I can say is it's ironic that you're going to pay for it yourself.
Still, don't forget they wanted you alive.
I'm not telling you not to resent me. I can't even tell you not to hate me.
But just one thing, remember, you're here because you want to live. "
"... sermon?
"No, it's personal.
I'm a little older than you. "
Just say it, Estelle takes her hand off my cheek.
And I turned my back and walked out first.
I thought Estelle was a human race, but apparently not.
No, but you said Ray's guy was human.
"What do you mean?
"It's a good thing you have time.
It's really good to have time to live.
So I'm just saying I'm a little jealous of you. "
"Envious?"
"Yes."
"Me?
Slowly throwing words at Estelle ahead of me, while I chase that back.
Catch up immediately and wait for the answer to the question.
"'Cause you're given the right to live your life now."
"I knew him. He was there.
The one who has been ill since birth and died without being able to grow up.
He wanted to live this life all the time.
But it didn't come true. He's dead.
I always hoped for that one. If you can't live this life, at least you'll spend the rest of your life being born with a healthy body and doing whatever you want.
But if I could, I wanted that to happen while I was alive before I died.
Fate is merciless, cruel and dependent. "
Karakara and Estelle laugh.
Laughs fun.
He laughed and told me stories about people he knew like that.
"Because I know you like that, I thought I'd be jealous of you for giving me the right and time to live my life in any way I can."
"Something, I'm sorry"
"Why apologize?
You have nothing to apologize for.
No, I don't know, because Mr. Iris is out.
It's not like you won't fall into suspicion because you're involved with that guy.
Above all, you, my hometown (here), sounds like I can't breathe.
You, you're quite the type of emotion on your face if that's what you mean.
Because you think you're a doll about yourself, your face is beefy and you're often as faceless as a doll.
I don't know, Dombeye. You seemed more amused when I caught you, fooling around on Central Continent.
That's why I've advised you as a senior in your life. "
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I don't know, I don't have a face.
Well, let's not think deeply. Because I'm tired.
Then we had a chat and we were headed home.
"What are you doing?
Along the way, I ran into my sister, who was walking Gonske and Dombeye.
Sister, I thought you were still playing today.
Such a sister's gaze was poured on Estelle as if she were frigid.