The Seamstress Girl

Finish the hard part, focus it out.

By the time I finished finishing, Aria and the others were done discussing it.

Master Arjit held down his temple and said, "Hey, toddler hobby... pervert..." I guess he also told me why he isolated me first because he was in shock.

The others looked pale too.

"I'm ten times stronger..."

"Um, you have to educate and cure to make weak noises in front of the Lord..."

"Aww, Deacon, Werth! Head flirtatious! Crumble tu"

Mr. Mimachi, as Mr. Stole always does, Deacon? had his head grabbed by her and hung from the air.

That exchange slightly loosened your expressions, too. Originally Mr. Stoll didn't see his expression with full-faced armor, although only the deacon wasn't pale or expressive.

"Well, it's time to go to sleep"

I created the gloves, and Aria said at the border with the curse, wrapped around a pink ribbon that came out of somewhere.

It's a beautiful... cherry blossom with a golden gloss.

Maybe it doesn't have to be Aria's Sakura hand.

It must be the color of her magic.

And there were some strange signs.

It's a little like what the Spirit lives in, but... isn't it?

As I felt and watched the signs, Mr. Aria told me.

'This is magic. Sometimes God's power resides at random in his work. Could it be something similar to a labyrinth treasure? Of course I only live in quite a few pieces, and not even in masterpieces. Of course, I don't know what kind of power resides.'

"What!?"

That's a little, I'd like to make it.

'This has the power of exorcism. Because I'm already dying, to this child who exists with the country...'

Only to me, you wanted to teach me. Whispered in Japanese, Aria smiled.

For the maker, the work is a child.

If the consciousness of the Spirit is born there, so is the love.

Mr. Kuniku Fabric Spirit is like Aria and her original ancestors... Sakura's child, I guess.

"I will give my treasure to this child... to form."

As Aria spared her goodbye to the National Cloth Spirit, both the National Cloth Spirit and Aria looked drenched, hugging each other and away.

That, to a lovely look that seemed to drip somewhere, I thought.

... Whether the country is doomed or dirty and corrupt, measures that do not affect Mr. State Cloth Spirit may also be to be considered.

The Nur family rotted.

Even royalty doesn't know a good but distant future now.

Because there is no guarantee that external factors will not come again, as in the case of Mr. Arjit.

My purpose for the rest of my life has been a few more days.

"Yeah, well, my ex, my other body, you're totally demonized. We're already getting dirty, so it's dangerous not to wear the collar of an obedient demon to both the Lord and the Lord?

"Speaking of other bodies... of the Nuer family"

I looked at them all together, but I'm not surprised there.

Maybe I expected it.

"That father and daughter..."

King Amnato, with a soft atmosphere, lost his expression.

Oh, what I did to Master Hanya, I'm so angry.

Sister, you're done...

"You're completely demonized, but you haven't had a lot of victims?

"That house, because there's no decent one, including servants... let's keep an eye on the victim until he gets out, and then we'll take him down. Can we just get into practice before we fight the Restorana of the Curse?

Dear Arjit, smile... I'm afraid.

"Well, if you want to finish it right, do as you please.

Mr. Aria is again wrapped in a cocoon of light... while she falls asleep,

Softly fluffy, the added voice seemed clear with a soft minute of indifference.

When Mr. Aria was wrapped in a cocoon.

Labyrinth walls, ceilings, etc. also become golden light, which then breaks down and disappears.

No wonder and glare.

Several... there were quite a few small things, and the remaining demons, swarmed by the light, disappeared with Geegar screaming.

It's not moving, but it's like it's moving, disgusting.

I didn't realize it when the space was wide, feeling a strange phenomenon.

The space of light shrunk around the cocoon, and by the time the outermost wall could be dissolved with the light, it was all contained in a circle written on the ground by someone with a cane.

"King Amnato, are you all right!

Kneeling gaggly, the wand man screams.

You look pale. I ran out of power, but I could see it.

"Oh, Tolumia, you're worried"

The king sighed as he picked up the stones left of the demon gathered at his feet.

"I didn't know you could make so many demons in the royal palace..."

rendezvous with the people who were left on the outside, in a raging

I watched my cocoon get smaller and smaller, thrilled.

The cocoon gets kind of shiny and becomes a solid thing. More like an egg than a cocoon.

Twice smaller than an ostrich egg... much bigger than a regular egg, the contraction stopped.

Obviously, it's bigger than the original spider.

If it stays the original size, a normal egg size should suffice.

And...

There was a crisp sound, and the eggs broke.

Hey, my little white hand popped out.

!?

I put my hand on the crack, my little head came out and fu exhaled all the time.

"Spirit,?

A face similar to that of me and Aria, of a lineage similar to that of Mr. Spirit, leans his neck asleep and offers his hands towards me.

Like lifting a hug.

I accidentally offered her both palms, and there she fell.

As expected, the lower body is a spider

My spider...

Tiny, but homogeneous to Mr. Aria.