When I said that, I cleared up my smartphone and exhaled a line that gave me a mind like the roar of a tiger, with a smile like a belligerent rose. "It's just today, Marikana."

I wonder if someone is calling from a leading person, and that effect may have caused Mailia to catch up. The number of powerful nobles is limited. Many nobles are in decline.

When I noticed it, the circle was widening. Mailia is on her way. I hold hands and bend and stretch my knees... it looks kind of surreal. The clattering sound of the instrument resonates with inorganic matter. Perhaps it is more endurance than training alone. Identity is found with other users.