On the Way Home I Got a Bride and Twin Daughters, Who Were Dragons

I wiped my eyes tears as I held on to my wounded body.

I don't have time to cry.

It was with this eye that he ran away.

I didn't want to kill him, so I added and subtracted him. Still, he must have caused quite a few injuries.

You can't come here before I come back.

Then there is one conclusion.

There was another one. Someone dived into the nest so I wouldn't be noticed, and grabbed 'those kids'.

I thought it was strange.

That woman's been tickling me off sometimes, but she didn't step in at all, even though she had a chance.

It must have been because the purpose was to buy time. Yeah, that's him.

It was far-fetched. I guess the attenuation period dawned and I was losing my mind.

Besides, it was the first time I had ever fought that I had something to protect.

Even though there were so many different things, I was completely oblivious.

I regret. I regret and weep.

I never wanted it, and I don't know how this happened.

But I gave birth, my splits.

I remain unprepared and determined, but I don't really feel like losing anything.

I can't stop crying.

But I don't even have time to wipe it.

In the meantime, I put my head through the white piece that was at the top of the garment case without thinking about it. Because I lost my clothes in the battle earlier.

The corners catch.

It was my favorite piece, but it tore.

I don't care about that.

'Those kids' are still nearby.

I don't know why, but I can feel it.

Town direction.

The beat of 'Those Kids' away at a fast speed.

It must be a car or a motorcycle.

I have to catch up before I lose it, before I can feel it.

Fly out of the nest and run.

I'm running through it with all my might, so every step of the way, a crack enters the ground.

Making a loud noise, I run.

Eventually I could see the edge of a cliff cut in front of me.

Without any hesitation, I make a big jump.

He took off his piece in the air and yelled "Ho" loudly.

A lightning blink illuminates the surrounding area.

Seriously my, 'serious' look.

He twisted his gigantic body and moved his wings vigorously.

Grab the wind and rise.

The missing minutes come from the inside of your body.

The feeling of impatience blunts the handling of the wings.

Out of balance, my body leans.

He turned to his power and rose again.

I felt the general location and the general orientation and turned around.

I don't know what the killer looks like, but we have to find him.

Wait. I can't do this.

Though it's a life I've been given without knowing anything.

My mom won't give up on you.