Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

When I woke up, I felt it in the air.

that everything is over.

Just because Cain himself can't wake up doesn't mean he can.

On several occasions, he repeatedly woke up a little and fell asleep again.

It had also been explained to doctors that they would be too deeply wounded to be able to wake up and live completely anymore.

In the middle of the march, the injuries sustained sheltering her cut Cain's life loose.

Alan was packed with "how could he have sheltered such a thing" many times, but he was also on his way to the far king's capital.

And the strange tranquility Cain feels.

As the time of death approached, that kind of air was beginning to be perceived rather than seen in people's faces.

So even when the dark-faced soldier came and told Cain about Alan's death... he only said the word "well".

Alan seems to have dealt with the queen.

It doesn't seem to convey the details of how this happened. It just became a relay point for contacting Evrard. A bird came here, and only the death seemed to have been communicated.

When Cain heard from him, he closed his eyes again.

The news will already be on its way to Evrard.

To Mrs. Beatrice, Alan's mother, the person who draws the most royal blood in the present state.

The only way to do this is to rebuild the country, tentatively using her as queen already.

But will that strength remain with Mrs. Beatrice, who lost her husband and even her children?

Even she, who had always seen herself as a female jewel, had been rather depressed before Alan left and only had a dark look on her face.

Perhaps the surroundings will do something...

From what I hear, I doubt I can afford to consider her feelings.

Even if we know that, Cain can't help us anymore.

I was trying to connect my life because Alan would beg me to stay alive. But if he's gone, like his brother, Cain doesn't have any more untrained left.

That's how he falls asleep, not knowing if he'll wake up next...

He was napping, waking up.

On the train that proceeded with a light shake, I blinked. And next to what was supposed to have been open, at some point I saw a salaried man sitting down and realized he'd been asleep for at least a few minutes.

"Ah."

Groan small, hold your forehead.

I want to somehow disconnect the memories of dreams that keep me away once I wake up.

That's how I managed to succeed in inscribing only important things into my memory.

That Alan is dead. That Evrard was flown in touch.

That's enough.

The only thing that remains obscure is the feeling of heaviness, because I don't feel good anymore.

If you can keep it in your memory, the cause will only be neatly organized for a clear amount of time.

He said he'd just dreamed about the aftermath of a story he'd somehow fantasized about for a long time.

"I think like I am, what's wrong with you"

While reading a story, it's not nice to think of yourself as one of the characters until you dream, although it would be normal to think of yourself as one of the characters.

Besides, it's a substitute I've already given the world.

While he was thinking, he arrived at the station where he was due to get off.

I'm called to my relatives' house today, so I got off at a different station than the nearest home.

My aunt's husband said he would give me the original I had, so I was supposed to go get it. You can buy a new one, but if you don't have to.

Exit the station and enter immediately from a wide road into a narrow alley.

Snowflake always walks the narrow path he was taught because walking along the main street is a long way away.

After going for a while, I saw Teng himself behind me teaching this path.

Girl with dark hair to her shoulders, just jumped on the edge.

Though I'm a junior high school student, I still feel like a young cousin, Chisa.

Fluffy over there, walking weird fluffy over here.

I wonder why, a wildcat was walking a little further. I guess I'm distracted by that and going right and left with the cat.

It's been that way for a long time, but thanks. This kid can't see around when he's focused on something.

When Snow Ya caught up with his feet early, in front of the crossroads, he caught a thousand miles of blazer collar.

"Hiha!

"It's dangerous, Chili."

Besides, I just had a thousand miles of feet stopped, and a car went past the crossroads.

Thousands of miles I looked back also had just a slightly surprising look.

"Oh, thank you, Yukiya brother"

"Better than thank you, just look around and walk. That's what happens when all the cats distract you."

"But the cat is cute... Well, I'm sorry."

I bow my head and apologize. Because it's a period of disobedience, or I'll add a nice word, but a light apology is fine.

"Be careful from now on."

"Yeah, Yukiya."

I guess I thought you'd already forgive me. The more a thousand miles seems weak, the more heck I laugh at.

Seeing such a thousand miles of faces made me feel like I was at heart.

If the enemy girl who was in the story she drew was such an easy-going daughter...

Will he run away openly and run to Alan on his side?

No, no, I deny my thoughts there.

"It's like killing a person, isn't it?"

Instead, if Chili, who grew up in modern Japan, had such eyes, he would just cry.

It would be because of that thought.

"Did you say anything, Mr. Snowy?

Thousands of miles looking up look pompous.

But it doesn't look good on that face, it doesn't look like a game of dressing up cute clothes, it's just a game of knocking down enemies with swords and magic.

Considering that, I thought I might be able to show you around.