Ailet x Terry [Part 1 Complete]

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I was a little embarrassed somehow, and my eyes twitched. ['Libra judging the soul' is watched with a breather.]

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[When the 'Words to Build the World' steals the state of your property, you lament.]

[The 'Celestial Leakage Inspector' shouts that if his life is at stake, he will stop destroying the original.] Whether fortunate or unfortunate, the atmosphere quickly volatilized.

"I wish it had been a difficult question."

"No, it's not difficult..."

I started with the great denial, but I didn't have anything to say on the grounds.

abash. This is really embarrassing.

Uh, what about it.

When I got to my senses, I was unwittingly mimicking the habit of Tesylides and doing dry washing.

He didn't wait long for my answer.

Tesilid gave a short bitter smile and turned his head back towards the front. And said.

"I know."

What do you know?

...... I couldn't ask out loud.

A glow glows over the face of the unmarked tesilid.

The wind stopped, and the stagnant air became heavier.

He said that Najik opened his mouth.

"Child."

"Yes."

"I'm a prince."

"......."

"So the queen will be my mother, and the 3rd prince will be my brother."

"......."

"...... Hah."

The sound of laughter that pops up is strange. The disillusioned laugh seemed to be the first time I had heard it.

I wasn't the kind of person who laughed this way.

My heart is upset.

"Terry......."

I was about to pat him on the shoulder carefully, but he looked back at me again.

"I'm glad you did, though, child."

...... good fortune?

"You know what I've been through, and what else I'm going to go through."

"......."

"I'm glad you knew."

Something like that. The fact that I've been voyaging your life for up to 100 rounds is comforting this time.

Then I too.......

"Yes."

Glad to hear that.

Because the country can sympathize with the painful memories that you had to bear on your own.

I wanted to do something comforting. So he raised his hand and stroked his silver hair.

Knowing my devotion and effort, Tesilid meekly accepted my hand.

It was time to keep moving his hands, hoping that the slightest gloomy from his face would be lifted.

A slender echo permeated his ears.

"...... Why laugh?"

"It's tickling. I can't stand it anymore."

...... I was putting up with it.