Goodnight, Mr. Wolf

The girl was always, lightly luminescent.

Brilliant dance hall. Even if it is disputed by someone dressed in a luxurious costume, it will never be buried. Lightly pigmented blonde hair, white skin - grey eyes.

Envy mixes with strange eyes directed from people. The only person who hasn't noticed, I'm sure, is in person. Or someone who is too stupid to see.

No man has the courage to speak directly, even if he is interested. Because she is a claw bouncer in the social world. I really knew, with my scornful gaze around me. He said he was no different from them.

Rather, it's so tacky for not doing anything while knowing what she wants. Ask her to the dance and she would have taken my hand, bewildered. Seduce me to get out of here, take me out - and then.

Thinking that far, I always gave up my thoughts. Because I knew I didn't have a future. She wouldn't follow me if I was thrown irresponsible words by a young man before independence.

He's a solid person by the looks of it, so he might scold you to look at reality. Or maybe you're worried that you struck me in the head to say such a lost cause. Both girlfriends are willing to take a look, but once they fail, the next success rate is visibly reduced. I can't believe you think I'm in there.

So until then - until she can be the man she deserves, this thought has to be hidden through. Let's wait for time as we sneak away the raw man trying to get close to her. You just have to take the time to make sure she notices. You are never alone. [M]

caress unconsciously the head of the cat relenting in his arms. The sound of her throat continued after the adorable squeal, with a grin on her mouth. I finally look up, taking the look of envy.

Aria, who moistened her grey eyes, stared eagerly at the cat in Victor's arms. I giggle and turn to the clear question of the answer, "Would you like to hold me?"

"Is that okay?

"Yeah, of course. Because it's the cat you used to take with you."

Aria reaches out and stops moving as she hesitates. But the stray was a moment, and in the next moment his hand was stretched straight to the cat. Aria, who carefully receives the cat's body, buries her face in the belly of a fluffy and soft cat. Even though it's the usual, I'm still surprised when I see it directly.

"... beastly smell"

Aria, with her face off the cat's belly, exhales satisfactorily. Viktor grins dullly and reaches out to pay for the cat's hair sticking to its face. Shortly before he touched his cheek, his hands lowered blamed on his grey eyes. Even if she didn't feel like it, I felt like she was telling me that the role wasn't her own.

"You like that beast smell, don't you?

Instead, point to your own cheeks and tell them of the presence of cat hair sticking there. Aria blinked her eyes, grinning.

"Yes. This beast smells good. But..."

The face that seemed happy clouded the fudge. I wrinkle between my cucumbers and my eyebrows and panic about what the hell happened because it's what makes my face look like I'm in deep trouble.

"Is there something bothering you?

"Dear Sieg, hey..."

"What happened to Master Siegfried?

"... he's jealous of cats."

"To the cat opponent, is it?

"To the cat."

"That's... you're much loved"

"You can laugh"

Aria points her lips at dissatisfaction. I turned my eyes behind it and leaked a crease and a grin. Rumor has it, how dare you, I see a man who lost his jealousy picking up about her. Aria's body, once again buried in the cat's belly, floats and rises.

Because it was the usual thing, Aria was laughing with a face that she couldn't help but say, not particularly surprised. I saw her many times laughing with the same face when she was a girl nestled in the wall. What would be decidedly different from those days would be that you could see happiness in that grin that you couldn't give up and hide. I can definitely think she's happy. That's definitely a happy ending...

"Enough, please!

"Because."

Aria leans on her lips as she is held up in Siegfried's ear making a teasing noise. Dropped words are too small to reach Victor's ears. All I know is that was the word that made Siegfried happy. The golden eyes gently soothe the appearance of Aria.

She's definitely happy, and he's definitely happy too. After the happy ending, I'm sure they will continue to be happy.

Embrace the escaped cat and look up into the sky. The sky is high, blue and clear everywhere.

"If you're happy, I..."

Let's keep our hearts open that he's the happiest man in the world. The warmth of the cat in his arms crept into his chest.

Last night club, before picking you up from the Land of Wolves. I stood next to someone on the wall as usual and asked in a small voice. "Are you happy," he asked. "Will you be happy if I leave this country?"

I think I asked you something terribly cruel. Because when I'm in this country, it's like revealing that I didn't do anything, knowing that I couldn't be happy.

Someone with soft golden hair hanging on his shoulder flashed. In the last few years she, too, has grown somewhat taller. It will be clear from anyone's eyes that she is not just a "girl" forever, though far from the national average.

A woman in a pale light - someone who could no longer easily be called a "girl" - laughs like a prank. I laugh with an adult face I've never seen.

You ask me something different. I don't know what to say, but you don't give me an answer. I felt like they were saying I had no right to know the answer.

I've been on my side for over a decade and I just couldn't reach out once. Someone once told me that my first love wouldn't come true, but I'm sure that's right.

Brilliant dance hall. Reflects the shaking chandelier's light and the grey eyes shine. Too unbearable to call gray, a color prettier than a gem. I guess I don't even deserve to stand next to her when I can't even think of words to describe that color.

(But at least -)

I want to be happy, and I want to be forgiven as much as I wish. Next to her, who continued to be a blooming blossom at the wall, I thought of that.