I Decided to Not Compete and Quietly Create Dolls Instead

"Escaping the marriage story had been accomplished at a point across the ocean, and there was no purpose in the journey itself.

It was the first time I burned 'I need to be able to do it alone', but my life stabilized while I was dressed as a man and getting along with ladies everywhere and doing requests in my guild.

The chaser from the margaroids didn't come, and at the end of the day, he was inert enough to just tour around. "

Trying to escape the tragic future.

Look for a way to live on your own.

If there is one paragraph on both of them, they start to have some untouched days.

... the kind of story I heard somewhere, not anywhere.

I remember myself too well.

If there is such a thing as a god of destiny, I'm sure that guy is very accommodating but mean. Because it's like a joke. It's like a mirror. It circles me and Mr. Feria.

"So that man's deportation was just the right opportunity. I decided to stop wandering orbitlessly and go home.

I wanted to apologize to my parents and brother about that time. I would have put a lot of worry and effort into it because I was gone.

But this Arisa.

... I'm bored, life is "

Mr. Feria remained holding my hand even after he finished his talk.

Straight, I'm staring.

Like a sinner awaiting judgment, or a lamb awaiting announcement.

As far as I'm concerned, Mr. Feria was just a little jealous.

She's just a little further down the road with me.

I'm trying to stop every day that's impossible and move on to the new goal of reconciliation with my family.

That's why I wanted to support you as a "junior" on the same path.

What about the landing spot at the Kara Age party where my family is.

Not a bad sight.

with it.

No matter how much I try to stop being flushed into the situation.

Trying to get my hands on the problem of being left alone.

I was so determined.

Though it's been a long time since we've talked about the original Altilia, she's going to be in the grief of home destruction at the end. The reason for this is that his father was passing through with a foreign country, and he's also involved in a conspiracy within the Empire.

I was a general commoner in my previous life. From what I can tell, diplomacy and politics can only be felt every time I can on the cloud, and I kind of feel bad about it. I've been trying to stay out of touch until today so I can take exam prep for bad subjects and put my summer homework behind me.

This, then, shouldn't.

Although Cajello has been entrusted with gathering information, it would be natural to blame him for not even trying to ask what happened along the way.

... Soon.

My thoughts have gone sideways.

For starters, I'm talking about Mr. Feria.

How should I speak to you?

I just want to help her get to the future she wants.

I guess I need to know about my mother, Eska, not just Mr. Felia, to do that.

But I could fully guess with the fact that Valf, the knight doll of today, taught me.

(Signs of Lady Eska, it wasn't moving at all from the front of the door)

I stood up from the bed and caught Mr. Feria's hand.

"Again, let's go. Go to Mr. Eska.

I'm sure he'll be waiting. "

Anyway, this parent and child were staring at each other by the door in anticipation of each other's approaching.

Maybe.

Just as Mr. Feria feels a loss to his parents, I wonder if Mr. Esca feels a loss to Mr. Feria as well.

I couldn't help my own daughter when she was in distress, and I caught up to the point of running away from home. I'm glad I haven't been back in two years, but I don't know how to handle it and I avoid it.

... I imagine this, but I don't feel so far from the truth.

Although it hasn't been that long since I took care of you at the Lewis family, I generally know Mr. Eska's character. Kind but a bit shy. That's why it's possible enough to get Mr. Feria horny in front of you.

"But ignoring me like that means nothing to me."

"That's not true.

Mr. Feria yesterday, you came to the mansion, but turn around. You left right, didn't you? Isn't that because your mind wasn't ready?

Same as that. Suddenly it's the first time I've seen my daughter in two years, so I'm surprised.

What are you going to do if you have to make up with Mr. Filka and your father, but stick around here?

It works. Guaranteed.

Didn't I tell you earlier, I have the Devil's Eye?

I already "see" a nice future.

So trust me. "

I stare back at Mr. Feria with all my strength in my gaze.

Of course I don't have the power to look at the future. It's a generation of haunts.

I pray not to split, but I can put my strength into my gaze.

Eventually.

Mr. Feria loosened his expression as he had noticed.

"Damn it, I'm a bad woman.

I'm just sticking with you as a ten year old, or you're pushing me to the back.

The only thing that made me stronger on my two-year journey was swordsmanship, and my heart hasn't yet.

Thank you, Alty.

You are absolutely right. It's too soon to be afraid here. "

"Bye."

"I'll talk to you one more time.

Actually, I was aware of that. Signs of your mother are all the way across the door.

Yet I couldn't do anything. I don't like myself.

But I'm fine now. I'm coming.

Will Alty wait here?

It's too pathetic to be stuck with you all the time. [M]

I'll try it myself at the end of the day. Last resort as an older person. "

And Mr. Feria stepped out of the 'Bitterness of the docks' pavilion with a sunny look like the sky of the day. I still have a monopoly on my surrounding eyes, but I guess I'm full of heads about what's to come, it didn't look like I cared at all.

After that back disappeared across the street.

I was thinking about what was to come as I stood.

Let's first ask Cajero about the results of the intelligence gathering.

Does your father really go through with foreign countries? If it were possible, it would still be margaroid. I've often heard rumors of invading empires across the sea.

Perhaps we should return to the Empire once too. If there's some kind of conspiracy targeting the Whispers, I want to deal with it. I don't care for myself, but I'm worried about your father and your servants.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I wonder where and what the original protagonist is doing at the moment.

I want to know where you are.

... etc. and where the policy of the large frame was consolidated, sweat finally flowed from my forehead and blocked my right eye.

The sun is already getting high and the heat is getting pretty bad.

Even the pendant of the water spirits lowered around his neck was indisputable.

And then when I tried to think in a cool place and look back at the entrance to the inn.

Really, it was sudden.

It was as unintentional as Mr. Feria's visit yesterday.

Mr. Feria was just snooping around here, but this is more direct and more critical...

I was slashed.

The screams of the people going out overlapped in flames.