Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Ha... I think Waltz and Lucia are forbidden -"

"I don't know what the hell the hunter is thinking... isn't that right?"

"Yeah?"

Didn't you understand what the hunter-waltz conversation was about, Lucia tilting her neck?

She seemed to be drinking cold milk wearing a larger shirt that the hunter had given her.

It should also be noted that the milk was also received from the hunter.

"Oh, I knew it. From the beginning! ♪ Killah ♪

"... that's the kind of smile that comes to mind when someone never understands, right?

and waltz with his head as he turned his jito eyes to the hunter.

Then she seems to have decided to try to change the subject and ask why the hunter came here.

"So what are you doing late at night like this? No way, I just came by to check on the house, right?

"Well, half of you just came to see how it went. Sounds like that borough shop's changed a lot, huh? That's something like Waltz and Lucia..."

"... I don't know what kind of imagination they have, but the two of us just worked hard and normally replaced the wall plates, right? Hey? Lucia."

"Ugh, yeah...... (... normally?

"Oh well. I also thought you used wind magic, fire magic, advanced magic that I don't know very well, to cut woods, use it to assemble houses, make furniture..."

…………

"............... I knew you did, didn't you?

"" ……… Yes ""

Two people who, although not going into details, give their first consent to the hunter's inquiry.

We didn't have to bother to hide the contents of the work against hunters who knew their powers, but they nevertheless - especially as waltzes - seemed to want to hide it.

Because of that.

She asked the hunter questions, as if to change the subject again.

"So... what's the other half of the reason you're here?

"Oh, that's... actually..."

That being said, the hunter once separates the words......

It seems difficult to say where it is, and I say this to the two of them.

"I'm going out of town tomorrow. So... I was wondering if you two could come with me?

Listen to that word.

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and Waltz and Lucia reacting at the same time.

He didn't think the topic he was discussing until just now would even come out of the hunter's mouth, and the two seemed surprised by surprise.

The hunters who saw it also immediately seemed to have guessed what they were thinking.

"Maybe... the Waltz were going to town, too?

"Yep. Hey, to buy Lucia's clothes (thought I'd fly away...)"

"Right. So, if you don't mind, why don't you come with me?

"Eh?

That's what I said, Waltz, who turns his gaze on Lucia.

I noticed that Lucia seemed to feel what Waltz was trying to say......

She replied without getting lost.

"I don't mind, do I? Because I love to walk."

"Then I have no objection either. I love walking."

"Oh well. That's good. Actually, I love walking, too."

That said, three people smiling at each other with joy.

Thus they were to walk to the city from the next day.

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And after the hunter went home.

"... fuzzy futon!/(adv, adv-to) (on-mim) (on-mim) (on-mim) (on-mim) (on-mim) poof/

Lucia seemed to roll happily on the bed Waltz had just made.

Note that I will say no just in case, but since the futon body was given over to the owner of the liquor store, it is not new.

Waltz, who watched her like that as she sat back in her own bed, asked with a bitter smile.

"What, you look happy?

"Yeah! I'm just gonna go to town with my sisters tomorrow and think I can buy whatever clothes I want, and I'm totally happy?

"Yeah. That's good, huh?

and waltz hammering, narrowing his eyes.

And for some time after that, Lucia was happily rolling gobbly......

But when she suddenly stops.

I narrowed my eyes as I put my face on the pillow in a nagging state, opening its mouth.

"... your father and mother, they're all dead... but that's over... because you can't cuddle forever..."

"... when you're sad, can you cry thoughtfully? I can't lend you my breasts... because I don't have them, but I'll lend you my arms if you want?

…………

"... hmm? Lucia?"

And with a little masochism, it was a waltz trying to soothe the place -

".................. zzz"

Lucia seems to have traveled straight into the world of her dreams.

I've been busy all day, all morning, so fatigue must have hit me suddenly now.

"... there's nothing troubling..."

Waltz whining those words as he lay awake and hung a futon over Lucia, who slept well.

However, the words were not directed against Lucia, who fell asleep without changing into dry clothes......

Something, something bigger to worry about, seemed like a whining word.

Thus.

The lights went out of the room where the waltzes were...

Their busy day had finally come to an end.