Goodnight, Mr. Wolf

Lars, who accompanied him on his journey as part of the mission, was dawn on paperwork all week after returning to the castle. I'm not supposed to be good at getting to my desk. Make a big stretch by keeping an outstanding report stacked on your desk with no sign of progress at all.

The journey with the princess of a small and adorable people went generally smoothly, although it was the first time there was trouble. It was only a day behind schedule that I was able to get back to the castle in Imperial City.

That would also be due to Aria's speed of recovery. No, should I say, "You're acting like you're back on your feet?" That can't happen all of a sudden and the young girl is fine. Lars had no idea what she was holding in those breasts where she had grown up against her appearance.

It would be unfortunate to see that the horny effect contained in the bodily fluids of the werewolves worked very well for Aria, a human race. Otherwise, I don't think I could have been safe accepting Siegfried with that little body.

Throw the pen you had in your right hand onto your desk and hold your fist. Failure to rush before it's too late is a complete lapse of Lars. At that time Lars could only stand up in front of a door where a swinging voice could be heard leaking. Now I don't know what I volunteered to accompany you for.

Give up filling the paperwork and raise your hips that were stuck in the chair. I turned to the garden to get some air.

If it had been before, it would undoubtedly have headed to the army training ground. I headed to the garden - because I thought if I went there, I would surely be healed.

In the corner of the garden, where flowers began to blossom in the spring visit, Aria, completely rejuvenated, is rushing to the right and to the left. At a tea table placed in the shade of a tree, the ancestors - Siegfried looked at Aria with pleasure.

"What are they doing today?

"Yeah. They're investigating plants. I think I've found some drawings in the library."

"You're keen to study"

Seeing, there are a lot of thick books on a small round table. Lars is just some kind of book that just looks at you and looks at you.

"It's tiny, but it's pretty solid.... Aria! You can't go too far!

"I know! I will 'horseradish' properly when I leave!

An energetic voice returns from Aria, who was wandering near the walls. Siegfried was grinning bitterly at the way he was obsessed with his skirt's hem even if it could roll.

"Well, there's more at stake."

"You're the type who can't see around you when you're obsessed."

"Oh, it seems so. It's tough when Aria accidentally goes outside. The broken walls need to be fixed quickly."

"Right."

I didn't say it was daunting - because Aria has been missing several times over the past week. So far, it's been discovered in the castle, but it would be tough if we could go down under the castle by mistake. There are not all those beneath the castle who are gentle and serene in nothing. Rather, it would be more of those who have a rough temper and quarrel quickly.

I wondered for a moment how far the plan for restoring the walls was going. I look up at the screams I hear from a little further away. Siegfried rushed out faster than Lars moved. Break through the hedge and quickly reach your voice.

"Aria......!

"Dear Sieg! Look at that! There are so many ravens...!

He holds a firmly heavy giant covered in fur with both arms and Aria uplifts her cheeks. My arms are puffy and trembling, probably because my raspberry body is too heavy to lift with Aria's thin arms.

"Aria, it's dangerous."

"But"

"The rabbit seems to suffer."

To Siegfried's words, Aria releases her hands from the scythe as if she were annoyed. The raven that went down to the ground stayed at its feet, even though he said he had no choice.

"Dear Sieg, look, it's here too! It's so warm..."

I don't mind my skirt getting dirty, Aria kneels on the ground. When I wonder what I'm going to do, I peel my eyes off a little bit because it's the one that stuck my face straight into the hair covering my rabbit's ass. Even if it doesn't seem like the action of a princess of a country. Next to Lars, Siegfried was laughing at me.

"You can make yarn from this raven."

"Yarn?"

"You came down from the mountains because it's time to prune."

"Are you usually in the mountains?

"Yeah. But they don't mow their own hair, so this is how they come down to public before it gets hot. Is it called symbiosis? It's been happening for hundreds of years."

"You're smart."

"Aria, your face is covered in hair"

"I'll wash it later"

Siegfried carefully removes the hair from Aria's face, which she becomes obsessed with and twists around. At noon in the mild spring, Lars had a natural grin.

With the castle quietly asleep, Lars, who visited Siegfried's bedroom, stares at the troubled side of the lamp. He laughs with pleasure when he's with Aria, but when he goes back to his room, it's no different than before to look difficult. No, I rather feel more stiff and stiff looking than before.

"Is there anything to worry about?

Pour water from the drain into an empty glass and place it on the table. Siegfried's fingertips slowly glanced at the edge of the glass, which was on his cheekstick, trying to hide his mouth with his right hand.

"Aria's adorable."

I still feel smiled at the name that spilled out of its mouth about it. Not only Siegfried, but most people in the castle favor a little princess from an exotic country.

"Your Majesty the Emperor seems to have liked Aria, too. Looks like they promised to see the flowers together next time, and Aria was happy to talk."

"Yes..."

"Dear Siegfried?

It's supposed to be a fun topic, but Siegfried's expression darkens. The surface of the glass touching its fingertips was shaking slightly.

"... Aria is adorable"

The same words are spinned in a completely different way. The lamp shook suspiciously in his golden eyes.

"He's cute, he's cute..."

An uncluttered trance whispers as if squeezing out.

"I'm about to accidentally eat and kill you"

A sharp and pointy fang peered through the gap in his right hand covering his mouth.

"Dear Siegfried......!

"I know! But I can't keep it down! You wouldn't understand this impulse!?"

A seeping voice of agony and aversion roughly blames himself. He is pressing his forehead against his assembled hands and cursing the appearance of a beast who has stripped his fangs out.

"Why am I like this? I didn't want to be like this. I didn't want to be born this way...!

I don't know how to call him, Lars just stands up on the spot. I just mourned my powerlessness, but I couldn't do anything else.

"It's normal and good. Normally, laugh, next to that kid...... I wish that was all"

If you can't do that, a voiceless scream comes through.

"Ancestors back, I don't know. I knew I shouldn't have been born...!

Siegfried is always worried about something by swallowing the tears that are about to burst. Since that day when I learned my fate, I have been vomiting cursed words to myself. It's like saying that only by doing so can you be saved -.