Labyrinth Restaurant

When I (Lisa) returned to my room, I fell into bed without dressing.

My whole body is wrapped up in fatigue similar to deep fatigue and paralysis, but my eyes are strangely blinded and I'm not going to sleep very well.

Past the back of the brain is what happened earlier.

What a terrible brave man some were to speak for people's thoughts on their own.

What did everyone in that room think of my actions? It would be nice if you thought it was simply an overgone concierge.

Well, the Demon King took the fact that Alice likes him favorably and even got engaged on the spot, and I'd say the result is O'Rei.

I could also say "congratulations" with a proper smile. I should have been able to say.

Anyway, now I think I can finally give up, too.

Yes, everything is different in the world and race where we originally lived. This way everything fits in circles, and we can all be happy.

Besides, this was a matter of having to make a decision someday. Besides, it's a kind of problem where the scratches get deeper if you postpone them. I should say that I was rather fortunate to be able to settle early on.

Demon King has such a dull personality in the first place, and even assuming he gets along well, it's visible that he will struggle in the future. They were kind to me when we met and accidentally liked me, but I shouldn't have any harder time dating with as much distance as my friends.

Of course the heartbreak is hard, but I say the first love won't bear fruit, and one day this will be a good memory...,

"... ahhh... ahhh..."

... I couldn't.

No matter how much of the most plausible reason you try to convince yourself, it's just a faint whimper that leaks out if you open your mouth. Even if you indulge in a cry so that your family in a separate room doesn't hear you, you can't stop all the tears coming out later.

This should have been good.

You should have chosen this ending properly convinced.

Why can't you stop crying?

No matter how much you think, there is no answer.

Wandering through the labyrinth of thought with a head with a fever, I keep thinking that there must be a convincing answer somewhere, and now the tears just overflow.

My heart twitches like a rusty gear, and the thorn that stung my heart hurts like it twitched and had a fever. Your whole body is going to be wet and dry.... you might want to do that first.

"... hi... ahhh..."

This should have been good.

Was this a good idea?

What was I supposed to do?