Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Dogowong!

Eve was on the side of a well outside the inn when that loud noise rang.

I was washing my face to refresh my feelings because the carriage was so uncomfortable and I was feeling terrible with motion sickness.

Nevertheless, children are still there.

For her, the winter water seemed to be washed to wipe with wet hands rather than lavishly washing her face because it was too cold.

And this time, in Eve's ear, I could hear a loud noise... and as a result, she said,

……

Gras...... basha!

"Want to?!" Bukubuku

I'm going to dive out of my face into the cold water stowed washer that was on my desk.

Sometimes the foundation she was using was unstable because she was small, and she fell ill.

"Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb Bomb

I can't really lift my face out of the sink because I broke my posture with my face in the sink, and it's a bumpy Eve.

Though, I'm not caught up in something, I'm just confused and forgetting to look up...

That's when I told you about her,

Gabba!

"Yikes! Lori, get it!

Loricon grabbed up looking after the horse nearby.

"Buha......! Oh, help... Oh, is that it? You saved me, but I don't think you saved me..."

and Eve with a desperate look, grasping the status quo in which he is placed.

To them like that...

"Oh, Loricon? If you don't let go of Eve, Waltz will scold you, okay?

How long has it been, Onei, a swordsman whose words cannot be lost and

"Come on, I think you should fix that special sexuality of yours..."

A wise man appeared with a frightened look at Loricon's words and actions.

"Oops, you did. Me, if Lori can see how well she's doing, that's enough!

And Loricon, who honestly lets Eve go.

Then he turned around, as if he were just saying he was a gentleman, with his chest stretched and as if nothing had happened, to take care of the horse, and went back to his place of possession.

"Phew... that may have finally helped..."

"What is it? Eve, get wet like that..."

"What? This is... (I was about to drown in the sink, I don't know what to say...)"

"No way, Loricon bullied you?!

"No, that may not be the case...... Les, ladies may have a lot of secrets. What, so maybe you don't want me to ask!

and deceptively, Eve wipes her entire body with a towel as well as her face.

Then she asked the swordsmen, deceptively.

"Speaking of which, what was that noise, what was that noise?

"Is that the first time?

"Yeah, it's not the sound of the tempo falling, it's the sound of the one you just heard"

"Come on? Didn't someone fall off again? Nicole, do you know anything about this?

"I don't know. I mean, you, the way you talk, come on, fix it..."

and a wise man with a jito-eyed look at the swordsman, looking tired.

The swordsman himself seems to be trying to fix that way of speaking, but once a habit (?) seems to be something that isn't easy to get out of.

Still, he seems to have tried, somehow, to get back into the normal way of talking, but there are no words coming out of that mouth...

He had a difficult look on his face and was just moving his mouth puckering.

I don't look like I'm kidding, but as far as he's concerned, I guess he's desperate.

After seeing how such a swordsman was doing, he gave up pointing it out any more, and the sage began to talk back to the subject.

"Was that the sound earlier...... Right. I don't know anything."

"So what do you possibly know?

"I can't say for sure... if someone like Tempo didn't fall out of the sky additionally or use the magic of someone exploding..."

"What if I do?

"Also, did Lord Waltz do anything... or did the nobles who fled this town come to retaliate?

"Hey..."

Listen to that word, Eve, make your eyes black and white.

Of course, what surprised her was against the latter.

Then a swordsman, who temporarily gave up talking normally, put his hand on Eve's head and said this.

"There's nothing to worry about, is there? We're here, we're here, we're here, we're here, we're here, we're here, we're here."

Saying, a gentle grin swordsman.

But it seems his hand was simply in the way for Eve, and she tries to get that hand off her head...

"Ugh, yeah...... Okay, so put that hand in h"

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"Ha ha!

... unfortunately it seems that the swordsman could not stop him from starting to stroke.

Then, put a sharp kick in the swordsman's tibia (shin) and stroke the fierce (?) Eve, who succeeded in escaping, returned to the room on the third floor of the inn where the Waltz waited.

Instead of acting poorly with less information, returning to everyone first is a prerequisite......

It seemed like a thought and action.

And I opened the door to the room, but for some reason there...

"Come on, I'm going to bed!

"Yeah. It's gonna be tough tomorrow, too!

"zzz......"

The waltzes who are willing to sleep......

Seeing how it went, he asked as Eve gave him a terribly difficult look.

"Uh... maybe the aristocrats are coming, but maybe it's okay to sleep?

In contrast, Waltz answers.

"Yep. Beast Tempo (?) I let go, and we'll figure it out later, won't we? I'm sure there's no denying there's a pile of bodies outside town tomorrow morning, is there?

"What... well, that might be a problem... but Master Tempo could be that strong?

and Eve, half-hearted by Waltz's words, although remembering the sharp tempo of his mouth shot, because he had never seen her extend to intense exercise or violent acts.

Waltz then turned his distant gaze out the window... and began to speak with emotion.

"You know, Eve. There are things in the world that you can't get even if you want to...... I'm not talking about money, am I?

……

"In her case, I wanted power...... no, you didn't. I wanted my body, should I say it?

"... body?

And whine...... Eve holding her own chest with both hands for some reason.

If you think about being an 8-year-old, it was totally puzzling behavior... maybe she already has something like a complex...

But Waltz kept talking because he was turning his back on her like that, or without realizing the trick.

"Sort of. Something I don't have in the tempo... that's what they really wanted, huh?

"(Because Master Tempo is bigger than Master Waltz... isn't that a chest?

"... Hey, Eve. Have you thought of anything rude right now?

"Yeah. So, Master Tempo, what body might he have wanted?

"It's suspicious where I immediately deny it... well fine. So I wanted a tempo. The body is..."

And that was when Waltz said that much.

Dgowong......

The view from outside the window created a darkness different from the darkness at night.

I'm not sure if that was the dirt or dust that soared up because of something like an explosion, or something else, but it seemed to reveal something ominous.

Look at that. Waltz exhales, and slowly tightens the window,

"... you might as well not know."

That's all I said, and I urged Eve, who cares about the rest of the story, to sleep.

Later we talk about going on our own on the other side of the window......

Apparently, Waltz didn't want to get involved in any more of the bad tempo things he did.