I Want to Become the Hero's Bride

"It's late, Belle."

"Uh, why Ish? I just thought I'd gone home right away..."

"I had an affair with all of you at the brave party. There will be an elf sanctuary ahead, won't there? We talked about dropping by because it's a corner."

"Huh... are you talking about the boulders?

My childhood friend, who snorted refreshingly at this saying, "Yes, that," is posing as some kind of urban-looking style this morning, quite refreshingly backing the morning sun.

The accessories everywhere that are unusual and challenging, for some reason, can't feel “overattached," and they don't appeal to good taste in places like this. I was a little jealous of him for my lack of taste.

Ish looks back at the brave party with his natural body as it is, let's go, and when he calls out, he walks out the street.

Speaking very intimately with the members of the Brave Party, I was blurred away from my gaze.

It took me three years to... orz

and. Something is discolored in the comfort and follows.

This is certainly a chance to walk alongside the brave, to a childhood friend who looked back on the way "Come quickly"!? and. Finally I thought I approached with a small run.

*.... * Aim! Sidewalk of the brave!! In the guise of insignificance! *.... *

With that in mind, me approaching my loved one with a twisted and suspicious walk.

A very normal 18-year-old named Berlina Lacotte.

Ah.

Eh.

I'm sorry.

Bebe, I'm not going to bump into you...!

You don't walk at all, looking at approximations!!

I'll walk away for a minute! I'm so sorry!!

I got a corner neighbor, but my mistakes and inadvertent follow-ups made me a wingman to leave, a reincarnation from a vulgar otherworld.

My memory also came with me at the end of the day… I'm a maiden like that.