Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"I ask you something that doesn't make sense, do you have enough faith to risk your life?

Suddenly, it's a big deal.

"Of course, you don't have to touch the hard part. I was just wondering if you had something like that. If you find out, this distance will be broken."

She chuckled. That's a really fun look.

She seemed to enjoy this' between distances' of hers most herself.

Melea takes her word for it and looks up gently at the sky as she sits down.

The clear sunlight of the day came from the edge of my vision.

That's how Merea took a little while before answering briefly.

- Yes, I do.

"Oh."

She laughed with pleasure again.

Now I'm getting excited somewhere.

The look of Reiman-style lurked when I saw it downstairs, and now a face like an innocent girl appears on the table.

"You look great"

"It's not like that. Besides, in my case, I'm getting involved. - It's not much like being praised for letting go."

Melea was also about to expose her chest to her sometime, knowing nothing.

Indeed, this sense of distance was just the right distance to spit out my chest, which is usually hard to tell my colleagues.

"Are those involved following you reluctantly? In keeping with your beliefs."

And she asked Melea with a turning and serious look.

Merea twitches unintentionally at its edible, watery gaze.

Melea slowly chewed her words and then replied with a self-derisive grin.

"... no, they're them - they're probably following me for their beliefs"

"Then it's fine. Then you don't have to talk about your blame for involving someone."

I still say things clearly. Melea thought to herself.

Even though they have this unique sense of distance, the other guy is a stranger. On a clock tower like this, you don't even have an escape.

Merea was feeling more comfortable on her sweet but strong core inner surface.

While cool, I feel hot, strange air around her on the other hand.

"When I'm made clear to you like this, it sounds more like it than someone else nearby tells me."

Merea smiled bitterly just when she came in, scratching up her snow white forehead with one hand.

After that, I lay my hands behind me and look up into the sky as I deviated greatly from my torso.

"If you're closer to home, you might think you care about yourself."

"Oh, yeah, yeah."

Melea lowered her eyebrow butt like she was in trouble again and nodded with a light grin on her mouth.

And I said, "Well, thank you very much."

Say that and nod again.

Then I turned to her and asked her back.

"What about you, by the way? I was just asking if you have enough faith to risk your life."

"Me, sir?

She frowned and gave a faintly surprised look, then answered with a troubled trick in between.

"- Yes, I do."

"Ha ha, we might be accommodating each other. Maybe the place is similar"

"Hehe, right.... but in my case, I've recently pinched a compromise there, so it may not be as noble a belief as you"

"Compromise?"

"Yes."

She sank her gaze under her eyes and continued with her face half nodded at the knee of her leg, which stood in a triangle.

"We're still, fundamentally, going to be risking our lives. But I've been a little swept up by the misfortune that recently came down overhead. The most important belief is that I'm still going to keep it... but on the other hand, I feel like I've mixed impurities with it."

"Is that an irresistible misfortune?

Melea asked.

If we'd known each other's names, we wouldn't have asked so far.

But on the trip, because of this exquisite sense of distance, sometimes I could ask without getting my hair in.

"... what do you think? I don't know. But if you try hard to get rid of that misfortune, you could really die. I just said I'm putting my life on the line with my beliefs, but I'm a little conflicted. Being dead early is disobeying my belief. So it's inconsistent."

"I see. - I don't know how you feel. But you don't."

If you ask me, it is.

Melea is also proud to be putting her life on the line when it comes to saving the Demon Kings and changing the meaning of the word Demon King. Already, I let myself be thrown into the war.

But on the other hand, if you really die, your beliefs will collapse. I won't be able to do it.

Misfortune will also spill over on the companions around us.

- Even if you're risking your life, you really shouldn't die.

So it's a contradiction.

In more detail, I guess there's still a good excuse, but if you look at it all, it does.

So I got a little bit of what she was trying to say.

"You seem to have quite a troublesome belief, too, don't you?

Second, she was peeking into Merea's face with another clear, innocent grin.

He lays his head on his triangulated leg and looks at Melea in a position with half his neck clenched.

Looking nearby, he also looked as if he was asking while sleeping on the bed, and Merea's heart bounced again.

Her appearance was very compelling.

"Right.... but well, I also feel like I'm happy to be able to say all this without falsely believing. It's about me, but it's a strange expression."

"Oh, I know how that feels, too. I want to give myself a compliment."

"Don't praise me, I'll have trouble bending my navel."

I shrugged my shoulders and said, she smiled happily as she raised her face from her knees.

"Haha, that's right, because you won't have to let your impulses wither in the middle of the road"

"If that's how you and I still don't abandon faith while pinching compromises for misfortune, I guess we should go that way."

"So, is it good? May I choose that path?"

She then looked up into the sky with a flashy look on her face.

When Merea looks up at the sky as well, she sees a few yellow feathered birds flying over the city of art. - It's a windbird. Merea identified a bunch of paper wrapped around her leg.

"Maybe I should just pierce and cry - rather than throw it away and cry. Maybe because I don't know the end of that path either."

Melea said as she escorted the yellow windbirds down into the city.

- Same as myself.

I still don't know what I feel as a result of following this path.

Of course, I don't mean to cry in the first place, but it's not like I don't think about when I didn't fail at all.

You can't be that stupid, and you can't be that strong. Always anxiety nods somewhere in my mind.

"Mind if I involve you around?

"Even if you get involved"

Merea answered her question.

"However, all the blame will need to be on me. I don't know what responsibility that would be.... In the first place, it's impossible to live without getting around you. If you have such strong beliefs, fine, yes. I know this is a dangerous thing to say, but if I care all around me, I won't be able to move. - It's hard, and I'm scared. Looking for a midpoint that might not exist."

"Right. Perhaps there is no such thing as a perfect balance."

"But as soon as I stop looking for it, I feel like the balance leans towards the easier one. That's why I'm scared. So I'm not going to give up looking for that point."

You're strong, aren't you?

She was looking straight at Merea again.

Melea shakes her head and answers that.

"Because I have a buddy who will put the tilted balance back in position if I have to. That's why I can act thoughtfully."

- I'm so proud of you.

Secondly, the words rose up as I poked them out of her mouth.

She herself is holding her mouth down with her hands, just saying that she snapped it up a bit.

"No, forget about that one now. It's what stands in the way of this sense of distance."

"... Okay, I get it"

Merea put in a few moments and replied with a smile.

Of course, I couldn't forget that word in my heart or anything.

"But it was helpful. When things get a little better right now, I'm going to look for a buddy like that too"

She says with a mixed grin of bitter laughter.

"So now, I'm going to try to live first"

Merea's breasts softened to words that were inadvertently misplaced in her language.

There seemed to be a mixture of 'dangers' to the point of absurdity, out of proportion to the shortness of that word, in the current language.

Melea looks at her in a hurry.

She saw that look on Merea's face and kept her eyes open just to say she'd done it.

"- It's okay. It's okay now."

"... really?

"Really."

……

Let's live first.

The word is so convincing that it came out so well that it is instead credible.

She probably had (also) 'death' as one of her options.

There is no way to be sure.

No matter how distant she is with this sense of distance, she will never be sure about it.

But the current interaction was enough.

"... I'm still in Virginia for a few days, so if anything happens again, let's come here and talk"

Merea looked at her and said so. That was an impulsive word.

"Huh? But..."

"You can stay this distance. We don't have to know each other too deeply. If you feel a draw, tell me about the City of Art from here."

It was sensibly the same as one day in the Spirit Mountains, when words came out to save the Demon Kings.

And just like then, I have no regret for spinning that word in Melea.

"That's right, you can even mean the opera"

Merea said as she flashed with her index finger up.

She saw such a bit of fun Merea, and once she closed her eyes properly - she laughed.

"Heh heh, you seem to have got caught by some decent guy"

"I'm not a good person."

"No, you're a good person. It could be people."

"Sounds like a lot of things."

Melea grins as she scratches her head.

At the edge of my vision, I could see her crying at the edge of my eyes.

Still on her face was a slightly distracted grin, and Merea smiled as relieved to see it.

"Well, when I see you in the city again, please. At that time - 'Please Help'"

"Oh, happy. And then you can help me."

"Yeah, happy. I'll accompany you to practice the song."

"Eh, I really don't like singing..."

"That's why we practice. Yikes!

Still a little while, Melea thanked her for this encounter when she saw her make herself jump for fun, floating a shining Shizuku on the edge of her eyes.

Even for Melea, this encounter was - a lot of fun.

Probably will see you again soon.

Merea didn't doubt that at this time.