Gear Drive

Grandma Basley saw me, the mask.

"... well no. You had it for me..."

"Ah..."

I didn't think you'd come out on your own and protect me.

It's not that I don't believe in Crown, but it really helped.

My neck would be soft if I saw it from the demons...

Worried about how to make an excuse, Mr. Basley invited me.

"... closer, let me see"

"... Yes"

I can't say no.

With the golden yoroi wrapped around him, to the nearby, he walks tobotobo.

Slightly raise your neck, show it.

Mr. Basley wraps the mask gently with both hands.

"Oh...... yes. It's this mask. Yeah, I miss you.... that golden bastard always put this on."

…………

Mr. Basley said yesterday, "I don't need another mask," but that's not true, is it?

I've never lived in 300 years, so I can't tell you how great it sounds.

But for a long-lived person, these memorabilia are irreplaceable.

If it's a thing about someone who (...) died before you (...), all the more so.

Grandma Basley is a half elf (...).

Bite a lot of years, you must have lived.

There's no way I'm just burning everything to the heart.

"Flowers." To "things". To the "place".

I think I value a lot of memories.

So I keep (...) in this place (...).

"Heh heh, it looks good on you."

"! Um, I..."

"Hey, Bubba-chan. I'm hungry..."

"Here, hey!

"Oh, yeah. It's on the roof in the morning."

…………

"Look, the princess of Kim Pi. Send the old man and his children down to the ground."

"... Yes"

The color of the sky had changed from orange to clear pale.

I broke down the house about half the time, so I offered to at least have breakfast.

I had a treat yesterday, so my parents let me have it. The special "Dokkan Fixed Lunch Box" x15 from the Kittila Dining Room is still alive.

I told my father, "It hurts if you let me in so much!" I told him, but he finally pushed me off. He used to do it on his mother's lunch...

Well, yesterday, it was made. It will still be fine.

To my surprise, the lunch was still warm.

It's been a whole day, hasn't it? What's going on...

Remember something is caught in the function of the bag gear (item storage).

I served everyone with the water.

For my grandmother, I thought it might be a bit heavy ~ but all three of them, I was eating pelo......

"Pfft, I ate! That's a pretty good mess!

"" It was delicious ~ ""

"Hehe, thanks..."

"Oh, you look happy."

"Oh, no..."

If the taste of my parents is complimented, then as a billboard girl, yeah.

The sun is shining on the table.

It's beautiful, but it means there's a hole in the roof...

"... roof, I'll help you fix it"

"No, fine."

"Huh?"

"Not here anymore."

"Become!?

Gatter, knock down the chair and stand up.

Duh, why...

Mr. Basley kept staying even though the Spirit Flowers were obsolete because this is an important place......

"... thank you, miss. When I look at your face, I generally think about it."

…… If so! "

"The fence for demons, long ago, was left behind by my people. Baba, like me, can't fix it alone."

…………

"These Spirit Flowers have no more chickens to get rid of demons. Conversely, as a bait, they're calling it in.... given the safety of these kids, it's high time."

"Oh no..."

"... it's a good idea to have a broken house. This house is board making, so it's easier to repair than I thought. But there's no reason for a day on a boulder. In the meantime, it's dangerous not to have a fence to prevent demons."

"Wow, because of my..."

"Well, no!

With a pitiful face, I look up at Grandma's face.

"... sooner or later, this place was being attacked by demons. Definitely, yeah. I can't thank you enough for being here."

……

"Sister..."

Lorolo gave me the chair I knocked down.

Lara also looks at this one worryingly.

"... thanks"

Goto, and, as your hips fall, sit down.

The force is slipping out.

I'm depressed.

"... but you have the mask! Now there's nothing to remember!

Grandma Basley said, Nica, laughing all the time.

To me, even to me, the kid, I know.

I have to be careful.

This mask arrived at my house all of a sudden.

"Ho?

When I realized I was, like, talking about it all.

On the last day in my hometown, the mask arrived.

That the mask was a curse mask.

Being led by a mask and finding labyrinth marks.

The letter and the fact that I brought out the bud knife.

Something has been left behind for the masked.

"─ ─ - A bud knife?

"Oh, that's just what I'm calling it on my own"

"Can I see it?

"Of course."

I take the knife out of the gear, without hiding it.

This gear, too, has already been seen by these three.

"─ ─ ─ Beautiful..."

"Wow......"

"Beautiful..."

In a transparent knife, a sealed bud seedling.

"! This! Spirit flower buds!

"What!"

"This guy is a genuine, pure spiritual flower before he crosses..."

"You were..."

"Ha... He seals only one round of this stuff, what are you going to do... even though it doesn't just mean one round..."

Grandma Basley looks at the bud knife, happy, lonely.

memories and a blade of transparency, sealed with flowers that would never bloom.

"If..."

"? What?

"If you really throw this place away, I'll guard you to the nearby city"

"! Lady..."

"I'm not an adventurer! … but a certain amount of power is meant to be combined"

…………

"We'll make sure it's delivered safely"

"... Ha, that power," to some extent "?... there's more to humility! Hit it!"

"Ha..."

"... please. Thank you, but one last thing."

"What is it"

"I want to be the last to visit his grave."