Gear Drive

I helped pack my bags and it was before evening.

I'm going to stay one night after the grave and leave tomorrow morning.

This place is going to be empty.

By the time I reached the tomb of the Sun Cross, it was completely sunset.

This morning, in the color of the sky, the demons were attacking me, and I want to dream about it.

Mr. Basley and his children are talking in front of the grave.

Talk about the man in the curse mask.

"Ba-chan, this guy tried to protect your flowers, didn't he?

"... yes. In this place, he wanted me to wait, and that's what he said, and then he just disappeared. Weird, masked man."

"But why, did you sink?

"... a demon. He was dead when he got stuck in his body.... then it was a boulder, a monster stuck in it."

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"But then, I did have a dream. In hopeful eyes. To words. To kindness.... there, I was falling in love"

"Did you like it?

I liked it.

... me, stay here, I wonder.

─ ─ ─ ─ Wouldn't be a good idea.

"No way, when it becomes a curse mask! Heck!... but maybe he came to help us."

"Really?

"Oh, I haven't gotten over to Miss Kinpika!

Oh, is that me there...

Maybe I'd like to believe I haven't been transferred...

"... All right, that's enough. Let's go home."

"─ Wait!

"I want to pray, too,"

One step, I'm taking.

To the Lord of the grave, to the owner of the mask, I call.

Now, are you glad?

Did you call me to protect these people?

Did I, well, do it?

Here, didn't I come and something has changed?

The sunset is sad.

Why do you feel this way?

I should have been able to protect you.

But here, already.

Remove the bud knife.

"Lady..."

Maybe the last Spirit Flower.

Then here, I'll leave you.

Please, protect me.

The last bud of hope.

One step, another, to the grave, walk over.

I worked hard for my loved ones, to the masked man.

My face (...) and I felt hot (...).

"Warning." Physical function, mastered.

- Huh?

Batun!

Hey,

Physically disturbed,

It doesn't move (...)!

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─

"? Miss?

Loose, loose, bodily shaking.

"! That mask...!

A mask?

Before I knew it, I was wearing a mask.

View the grave.

The magic formation floated (...) up (...) and gave the Sun Cross (...).

"What no! What is this magic!!?

"Grandma! Look, it's glowing!

"Wow!

Yes, glowing?

The yellow-green light (...), seen on the makeshift basket.

Oh, this, isn't it just me?

Huh? What happens to me?

I (...), put up a knife (...).

Downward, give me a bud knife.

In the direction of light.

I heard voices, I felt them.

- I'm sorry. That's amazing.

Ha.

I knew it.

It must be you, right?

That's right, you're curious.

Fine.

Try something (...).

This is pretty good.

Give me the creepy smell.

Damn it, it's gonna stick, this one.

Oh, my God.

- - - - - No, no, no, no!!!

The magic is all the rage.

Soon, in the darkness, on the last hill.

Light wets the clear blade.

The knife is (...), already (...) unleashed (...).

"Nah! That's it!

Grandma, you're surprised.

Right. I'm conscious, too.

Of course, I'm watching it closest.

"The Sword of Flowers (...)" held in my hand.

Kuchi, once, very well.

Snap out of it.

Bringing everything to rest,

Come on, come on.

Congratulations.

"Not lonely..."

"I'm not worried..."

"Told the flowers that they were supposed to be..."

"I want to embrace the earth."

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I (...), put my sword (...) up on the ground (...).