Those unfortunate days also suddenly showed a change. The owner put Ruby up for sale. Bought out by a jeweler. He was a man wrapped in a turban with a good width. him. Ruby observed humanity. He was more of an oligarchy than a silent, more sincere than a grumpy one, and he polished Ruby well, and you're changing, and Ruby said, the man smiled nicely, thanking him, and giving him back without offense. If he took Ruby as one personality and said the sky wanted to see, they both sun-drenched under the Ethereum. If I wanted to travel, I rented a carriage and went out for two to the next town. Ruby felt happy with his fingers. I took a walk along the forest path where Tsukishi grew and walked in the quiet world of silence.