The Girl Who Spits Up Jewels

She looked at the jewels she had received for a while, but eventually when she took out the handkerchief, she gently wrapped them in it.

I appreciate you taking care of it, but being treated so politely makes me kind of embarrassed as a 'created' crew. Does Sputnik also feel this way when someone gets his own work?

She saw Crewe again as she nostalgized for each handkerchief of the gem.

"Well.... I'm sorry we met because of this, but it's time to say goodbye. Because your husband will be worried."

"Oh, you know, that"

She wears it like a hood and says so. But Crewe really didn't want her back here. Because if we broke up like this, I felt like we'd never see each other again.

"If you like, I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Sputnik... the store owner. I, my sister, would like to thank you more, properly. Your sister is a benefactor."

"Thanks.... but I can't, I'm sorry"

"Well, at least just your name!

Roughing up your voice. Shall was surprised or the crease moved around the hips of the robe, but I don't mind. Introduce yourself and ask questions while you wish your desperation could be communicated to Shall as well.

"I'm Crewe. A Sputnik jewelry store in Liafiat City is an employee at a store. What about your sister?

"I..."

Silence. Later, she only raised her hood a little. Reflecting a crew in his suspicious eyes, he tilts his neck.

"My name. Can you promise me you won't tell anyone?

"Yes."

"Then... Just forget about it, don't remember."

What kind of long name do you forget?

She uttered her own name in front of Crewe, who concentrated her whole nerve on hearing.

"Françoise.... Everyone calls me a fantion"

"Mr. Fansion. It's a lovely name."

"Thanks"

I dare to call you by your nickname. Then she, the fantion, looked strange, seemingly happy, then crying out. And

"Don't tell anyone about me."

To his meticulous plea, Crewe agreed profoundly. I don't know what reason, but I have to keep my word. And if it's with a benefactor, it's a disgrace.

"Rest assured. I'm famous for my hard mouth."

Though the truth is I've never been told that, and the hiding always falls apart right into the Lord.

But that's not how I felt. So I stretch my chest, slap him more and more and tell him, "I'll take care of it". The fantion laughed at it, crooked and distorted his face.

"It's dependable"

Like it wasn't a compliment, it sounded like Crewe.

When I finished saying it, the fantion gave a deep thank you. Then as you stretch your spine straight, shake your arms wide from bottom to top. The light came out of its fingertips and flew straight into the sky, bombing quietly at some height. A magical light dyes the blue sky white, only for a moment.

Confirming that, the fantion saw Crewe.

"I'll pick you up soon, so wait here.... I'll go. I can't see that now, I'm sorry."

"Welcome? Who is it? What's" that "?"

Even if someone will come, I can't help but know who that 'someone' is. And if she's being chased by bad people, now it's her turn to help.

I thought so and asked two things, but I guess the answer was the same for all of them. She answered both questions in just one word.

"Mine, fiancé (fiancé)"

"Fiancé?

"Bye, Crewe. … and sooner or later"

The same white light gushes out of her palm as earlier, eventually wrapping her black whole body. A pink foot peeked from the neck of the robe and swayed left and right to say goodbye.

"Mr. Fansion. Char."

Call their names for what they look like as they get thinner. Without knowing if that was what he was hearing, Crewe continued.

"Because I won't forget. Also someday."

Shortly before it disappeared with the light, the fantion looked like it was laughing.

- As she leaves, the bright road returns to a quiet, dim alley, where Crewe is left alone.

But there was no wonder and loneliness. A warm smile, the kindness I was given and the little cloth I held in my hand. Let's make this a treasure, think so, and Crewe carefully folded the cloth into the pochette. To say thank you then when I see you again one day.

Well, what kind of person did the fantion say 'welcome'? Said it was her fiancée. So you're from a man? He's such a fine man's fiancée, so he must be a nice guy. Sleek, tall, dressed, serene, gentle... no, but because she says, "I can't see her," maybe she's a very mean, poorly behaved person.

I feel softly restless, but the time I was waited for was not that long.

- The voice of 'Welcome' was from the sky.

"Coo!"

To his nickname, which was inadvertently called, Crewe looks up to you. Believe me, someone picked me up.

"... Huh?

I couldn't believe it was Russia that I saw, and Krew also forgot to respond to the call, and took a breath.

A little higher than the roof, there was a figure of the 'pick up' person. His appearance, nestled in the void with the sky behind his back, was somewhat difficult to see in the backlight, but there is no way that Crewe knows who it is. I'm breathing on my shoulders how hasty I was until I got here, but when I looked up at her, rarely but graciously, his expression loosened.

He who stands in the sky. The person was exactly the 'sleazy, tall, well-dressed, gentle, mean, and disingenuous' person. Crewe knew very well that it was so.

I could have followed a girl I didn't know behind my back, but its appearance was indisputable.

"Why..."

Had it not been for this time, if there had not been another word of fancy, Crewe would have rejoiced, laughed and waved loudly at the way he had come to pick him up.

- But.

She called her "fiancée."

Hard to accept that look. Even as he flies, he jumps out of the void and rushes here. Had it not been for this time, Crewe would have fallen in love with him dancing in the sky, his chest pounding and his cheeks red. I may have completely forgotten about the fear of being attacked by a wizard, jumped to joy, and even screamed "cool" and so on. But.

... but.

Sputnik, who came running over out of breath, is not wearing shoes for some reason, and his clothes are dirty all over again. Grabbing Crewe's shoulder, he seems to be screaming something, but I'm not sure what he's talking about.

My lord. irreplaceable person. Only one family. - It should be, him.

But that's someone a strange woman called her 'fiancée'.

The face of the loved one in front of him is felt so far away, that Crewe just stands still.

"Coo!"

Under the mysterious light, Crewe still stood.

I thought I was with someone, but I wasn't, and I'm standing in a dim alley, alone.

Calling her nickname out loud, she turned this way all the way. From a distance, no special harm seems to have been inflicted, but we need to get to her soon - I think, I realize.

"Hey pervert! How do we get off this thing!

"Who's the pervert!

When he shouted at Soaran, who had followed him with a wave, a voice of protest returned rather than an answer to the question. I kind of knew how to fly my shoes, how to run, but I wasn't taught how to get off.

"Don't worry, let's go...

It's a waste of time waiting for an explanation, fingering on the heel of the shoe to get it done quickly. When I took one leg off, I found my support weakened at once.

It was Soaran who was surprised to see it. I scream with my eyes peeled off as I straddle them.

"Ha!? What are you doing, falling..."

"Landing, I asked for it!

When you take off both legs, gravity does return to your body. Sputnik let go of his shoes without hesitation. Unsupportive discomfort under the foot and the kind of discomfort that forces the stomach to lift from the bottom. In it, I heard Soaran.

"Hey, you, - ah, already!

Shortly afterwards, several granular white lights overtook the falling self.

When the light reached the ground faster than Sputnik, it spread wide between him and the ground. Accepted by a soft cushion-like feel, Sputnik lands on the ground once he jumps big. Looking back at the sky, Soaran remained in an arm-extended position here, sighing "in time" for relief. So,

"Sometimes you do what you can use, pervert!

"What is that?!? Are you making fun of me for praising you?

Screaming comes down from the sky but ignores it. Correctly, 'I made a fool of myself for not wanting to thank you honestly,' but it was a hassle to tell you that one way or the other. Because there was something more important in front of me.

The ground I tread on with my socks hurts. But I can't stand it either, I just run. You were surprised by the shopkeeper coming down from the sky, and from Krew's cheek as he was circling his eyes, for some reason, his blood was drawing.

"Are you all right? What have you done? Are you hurt?"

Align her gaze height, grab her shoulders and shake, but her eyes are out of focus. From the outside, there seemed to be no special injury.

"It was falling. Looks like you've been summoned."

Turning around, Soaran had already fallen into pieces and was standing with pieces of paper instead.

flickering between his thumb and middle finger. When I received it and revamped it, it was a single map. It says the road from the Chamber of Commerce to this alley - the moment I realized about it, I could see my own head getting a little feverish. How dare you have our employees while there are no people!

I don't know why I did nothing and ran away, even though I managed to bring up Krew. It may have been due to our failure to capture Sputnik, but there will be no other way around it but to ask the wizard principals. And now, there's something far more important than that. Before you turn your anger on the killer who's not here, there's something you should do.

Crewe, who was left alone in a dim alley. I tried to ask him again if he was okay, but I stopped. Because how she faded and shuddered and cried quietly was not calm, no matter how she looked.

Hold him, stroke his back. Krew turned his arm around Sputnik's neck, still a trembling arm, holding him back tight.

Sputnik must have felt too scared about the way it looked. So,

"It's all right now. I'm here."

Make the sweetest voice you can, in your ears, whisper.

But her tremors did not subside, and her voice narrowed around the tears, and Ku repeated, Ku.