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She felt like she was seeing Griffith properly for the first time. Griffith, who has felt strangely out of place since childhood. And she was the one who turned away without paying any more attention to him. Guilt flooded her when she saw Griffith, who must have been lonely even when they were always together.

"Griffith."

"..."

Lelia quietly called his name. Griffith seemed to be surprised by Lelia's reaction, as he closed the door and walked slowly.

"Have you finished preparing your heart?" he grinned as he asked Lelia.

Until now, she was so afraid of Griffith, and she was scared because she thought he was crazy... Now, he just looked like a child blinded by jealousy. But it wasn't that he wasn't intimidating. Griffith approached her, looked at her with a blank expression, and began to unbutton his priest's suit. His coat fell to the floor.

Lelia raised her hand out in impatience and said, "Stop."

"..."

Without realizing it, the words came out as a command, and Griffith paused. Then he furrowed his eyebrows and came closer.

"What, haven't you decided?"

Griffith approached close to her nose and stared at her. It was an angry expression. Lelia slowly opened her mouth.

"Griffith, I..."

"Do not say it."

"..."

Griffith's expression contorted.

"Damn, how much more do I have to explain? Do you really not understand? You only have one choice."

He was angry and spoke in a tired voice. Then, regretting the words he had said, he took a deep breath as if holding back his anger. Griffith's heart pounded violently in the white priest's suit.

"Griffith, I can't hold you." Lelia gathered the courage and said firmly. Her eyes looked down.

"... Are you going to see us die and kill each other in the end?"

"No."

"... Then? What are you going to do?"

"I can't hold you... You and I will be hurt."

Lelia felt her voice tremble a little. She tried to be calm as she looked up at him.

There was a fire in his always calm eyes. It was evident that he was holding back his anger. He looked like he was going to be angry and explode any moment. If it wasn't her, he looked like he would have held her by force. But Lelia knew that Griffith wouldn't do that to her.

She wondered how she could calm Griffith and have a conversation. Obviously there's a way... It was that moment.

Beep!

This is a mission! ٩(*•̀ᴗ•́*)وDo you want to calm your opponent? If so, please hug and pat him on the back with sincerity right now!System: time limit 1 minute 58 seconds

"..."

When alchemy, which had been quiet for a while, appeared, Lelia frowned. Every time it popped out like this, her heart pounded in surprise. However...

'Hug now.'

In the midst of absurdity, she recalled similarly calming Oscar or Kalix when they had seizures. Come to think of it, she's never been that way with Griffith. Because he was never very angry or excited, and he was always calm. But in the meantime, to hug him...

She wondered if a hug would calm him down. On the contrary, she was afraid that he would run over with excitement and strange thoughts. But she couldn't ignore it. She knew well from experience that ignoring a mission would force an action. It was all Griffith's fault, but... Lelia didn't know what she was doing anyway, so she decided to do her mission.

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