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56. The true nature of the devil of love and the shadow approaching the hero of

56 ◇ The true nature of the devil of love and the shadow approaching the hero of fire

　
There's something I was curious about.

At the welcome party, Agareth called Citry "Dreamy Momoki."

Ms. Citry's abilities are real, and she is one of the four heavenly kings, so it's not ironic about her lack of ability.

Then why is it "Modoki"?

The answer was right in front of me.

With a swirl, only her clothes fall.

I thought she had disappeared for a moment, but she wasn't.

Out of my clothes came a... cat-sized -- sub-beast.

"What do you think...?"

The voice is Citry's.

However, the tone was not as bright as before. Her voice seems to be afraid of rejection.

It was a yellow, black mottled pattern -- a leopard. Both wings on the back suggest birds of prey.

After the world was at peace, there was a more active discussion -- to what extent "people"

Oaks and goblins, formerly treated as monsters, have their own languages, but some speak official languages. Communication is established.

"Compared to other species, the breeding power is relatively high, and there are many variations in the ""job title"" that develop, and because of its number and diversity, the ""majority"" became the ""human"" group after the end of World War II."

Me, Phoenix, Alba and Lark.

It's easy to judge people who look very close to "human," such as Lily of the Elf, Mira of the vampire, Lucy and Agareth of the wizards, and Marcosias of the wolf.

They are all human, but they are called subhuman because they have different characteristics compared to human beings.

Ryujin (dragonist) and Torinjin (birds) are the same Oaks and goblins now fall under this category.

The problem was people who mimicked people and manipulated people's words.

In the case of a special subbeast like Arlaune or Citry.

In the end, a law was enacted that would allow the person to be recognized as a "Asian" if he applied to the government.

"It's disgusting, after all,"

Still, there are people who have a sense of discrimination.

What separates people from the rest?

I'm not smart enough to answer such a difficult question.

But what I understand is that Citry is a reliable colleague.

SHe was prepared to be disliked and told me the secret.

I bend down in front of her.

"No way. What a beautiful hairline and wings."

Citry's eyes are wide.

"...really?"

I nod with a smile, reassuringly.

"Yes,"

"But it's not cute."

That's why she looked like a pretty dreamer.

"I envy you that you can be who you want to be."

Then for a while Ms. Citry looked up at me.

Then she flapped her wings hesitatingly, and came down upon my shoulder with a fear.