Vanguard of the Eternal Night

"Shirley! It's still empty over there!

On the front of the stage, I watched the space where people could get into the 10th person or so.

I made sure of the place. I walked out as fast as I could.

Then, the clothes feel tense.

Do you want to get caught up in something?

I shake back and look ahead.

"Hal, stay..."

Shirley appeared to drink to a mix of people there.

Oh, shit!

I left Shirley full of heads to make sure the place was right.

It sucks.

I'm going back to Shirley with a mix of people.

It's not an occasion where people look at me like that but care about me.

"Shirley Big Husband!?...... sorry."

"Big Husband, how can I help you, Hal? You're not evil, are you? You're sorry?"

Shirley cares even though I'm evil.

Damn it!

I'm a shitty man.

At least not until next time.

"Shirley, yes!

I differentiate my left hand from Shirley.

"What...?

...... Shit!!

I thought about it all the time, but if I think about it, I'm gonna hold hands!

I was so upset by my own failure that I thought about "at last" and even thought about "what it means to hold hands."

Heel, the words may be rude from Shirley's now unique interlocutor.

This is... I can't wait to walk away!!

"Look, it's haggling, right?

".................. ooh"

Shirley bowed her face in true red, listening and listening. With so many voices, she reached out her fearful hand and held her hand with weak force.

I also had sweat seeping through my back and sweat seeping out of my hands.

"Let's go, then!

I misdemonized myself, and halfway opened up and grabbed Shirley's hand and headed back to the space in front of the stage.