Goodnight, Mr. Wolf

For once, I didn't think so. The second time, that's just what I thought. And for the third time, today.

"I'm counting... That guy definitely knows my ovulation cycle......!

Aria, who was glistening with her calendar, covers her brightly red-stained face with both hands. Siegfried sometimes disappears somewhere. He disappears for a few days and comes back fluttered as if nothing had happened. That is what makes that cycle perfectly consistent with Aria's ovulation cycle.

Because of that, you probably took care of Aria's safety. But that's too embarrassing a concern. Siegfried has been vacating the castle for four days. If it's the way it always is, he should be back tomorrow. After finding out they know the ovulation cycle, what the hell kind of face should I greet him with?

The dates have changed so much, I'm not going to sleep at all. Aria gave up sleeping and woke her body out of bed.

Weave a shawl over the negligee and sprinkle the whistle I got from Lars from my neck. If you forget this, Rebecca will persevere in scolding you. When I stopped at the mirror stand, I fixed my hair with my hands and left the room for one small lamp. I can't sleep, so let's keep looking in the library. It's more meaningful than being troubled in a room.

When you reach the library, take the reading book and place the lamp on the floor. I sat perfectly on the floor myself as it was, desperately following the letters in the thin light.

Although there is also a small desk and chair in the library for once, the next book I plan to read is piled up high and I can't read there. Since Aria keeps sitting on the floor of the library, the inside of the library is cleaned clean at some point. At the corner of the floor, a fuzzy rug began to be laid. Grateful for its kindness, Aria is in the process of reading the book.

I am also very used to reading old literature and am able to scroll the page much faster than before. But still a fifth. I can't find what I'm looking for yet. I just feel in a hurry for the days when only time passes. All I want to do is hurry up and end up unable to do anything about Siegfried losing his energy day by day or the gradually shorter time I can spend with him.

"... I don't know"

Two, I feel like I've heard the beast squeal and I look up. Clarifying his ears, he heard something slight but still howling.

After getting a little lost, I pinched a pinch in the reading book and put it back at the top of the stacked book. Grab the lamp you left on the floor and gently push open the library door. Even confined in confined spaces, the sound of the beast is caged and hard to hear. But from a very close place - I feel like I can hear you from within the castle, and I move my feet in the direction of my voice.

I have a pet in the castle, I've never heard of it. Maybe an animal coming down from the mountain is trapped somewhere for help. Maybe he's hurt and suffering. The sound of the beast sounded endlessly sad.

If we don't find him soon, we'll go down the hallway with our ears clear. As I went down to the garden, the crisp air stabbed my skin. Say early summer, it's cold at night. Just weaving a shawl on a thin negligee is a little unforgivable.

Scratch each other in front of the shawl with your empty hands and proceed through the garden. A well-maintained lawn made a noise. The sound of the beast is approaching. As I approached it, it sounded more like a "cry" than a squeal.

I go on through the garden alone so that I can be pushed back by impatience. One lamp would feel bright enough, because today is the full moon. A big round moon floats in a well sunny blue sky.

"Where are you...?

As if to respond to the inquiry, I heard a grieving cry at once. Turn your foot toward those who hear your voice, and step on the lawn again. Before I walked, I found a small tower that dropped a black shadow. It's an old tower, fenced around like being neglected.

Stop in front of the fence and look around. I can't find him like that. Maybe the beast is in the tower. The tightly assembled fence, though not very much, was unlikely to be overcome by Aria alone.

"Somebody... if we get to the castle gate, is there a watchman or someone?

The moment I took my hand off the fence and tried to go back the way I came. From behind, something sounded like it would break. I can hear four minutes of footsteps stepping on the lawn with the sakurasaki.

I felt like I shouldn't turn around, but on the other hand, I really wanted to turn around. I wanted to see who it was with these eyes.

At the end of the turn, there was a great beast. Rocking silver fur in the moonlight, it creeps through the cracks of the broken fence and comes this way. At the ear of the beast, the red piercing was shaking. Golden eyes capture Aria. A gentle breeze blew through as he stroked the lawn.

The way it lit up in the moonlight was so beautiful, I didn't know it was a step forward. The sound of stepping on the lawn with a sakuri is heard from my feet.

"Dear Siegfried...?

There was no reply. Instead, the silver body played supple. When I thought about it, my sharp fangs were eating into my arms. The ripped skin sprinkles red blood. On a body rolled to the ground, the beast is covered. He's stripping his blood-swet fangs out and he's making a horrible roar.

I was broken in the knee and my body trembled without help. It was a small silver whistle that was lowering from his neck that he grabbed on his feet. With his throat narrowed to fear, he spins a thin scream diligently. A slight sound born through a silver whistle is sucked into the night air and disappears.

Strong impact on the neck muscles, stained bright red in front of them. To the intense pain that struck him at the next moment, he removed the whistle and screamed without a voice.

Fear broke through my skin and devoured me deeply into my body. Aria was about to be 'eaten' right now. The black shadow-dropping beast was about to devour him.

Then I don't know what happened. Aria, if she noticed, was trembling with tears held in Rebecca's arms. I heard the whistle and ran, surrounded by men in military uniforms. I didn't know where the sad howl was coming from - until the end at last.