Egret

Party music, which was usually only boring, was very short today. As the song ran towards the end, Cristina took a short breath without my knowledge.

Judas, noticing the regret that came out of it, opens his mouth as soothed.

“Glad you're enjoying yourself. ”

“…… Yes? ”

“In the meantime, I didn't try to dance at the party. So I thought you didn't like parties very much. ”

Cristina became a honey-eaten mute. As Judas saw, she wasn't much of a party person. She was the only princess in Delphia who could not let her socialize, but dancing at a party was at her disposal.

Because she didn't have a formal fiancée even during her adult ceremony, Escort Dance was played by her brother Alcios. In spite of all these men's requests to dance, she refused as if she were a beautiful flower full of thorns.

The men who were turned down because they were Cristina in the same image as the Queen were so embarrassed or dishonored, they were just sad.

I just wondered who would break the blue flower with that visibility.

“Did you like dancing? ”

Cristina nods her head small as if she didn't know it.

“Yes.”

In fact, even if I didn't like it, I can say for sure now.

“I love it.”

Among thorny flowers, there is a flower called Erengium in blue. The flower of Erengium means' secret affection ’.

Cristina was delighted to be able to express her sincerity, even if she had no choice but to speak on the pretext of dancing. A smile blossomed like a flower that had just grown in the sun over its always cold face.

‘…… Oops. ’

No matter how much I felt about Judas, I couldn't feel the affection I expressed all over my body.

He was not ignorant of the feelings of reason. However, I was embarrassed by the sudden encounter with the part that I was ignorant of.

‘I'm sure. You're hanging out with them. ’

It's a natural fact, but my heart started beating. He was not here as an old man, as a guardian, or as a spectator at the end of his life.

The next monarch of the land, on the one hand, as a friend who shared his childhood together.

Or with reason to look lovingly.

I stood on the same line as the children I thought I should protect everywhere.

“Are you enjoying yourself? ”

“ ……. ”

Since when has the voice of the first cold girl been so warm?

Judas remained silent for a while, engulfed in utterly immersive emotions. And at the end of the song, she let go of her hand and replied.

“Yes. Enough to overdo it. ”

* * *

After a short dance, Cristina turns around and stares at the tree where a group of Baikal were hiding without saying a word.

If I left it like this, I would sneak around and steal it until the party was over. Then the group stared at each other with a stab after the tree, where they could not hear what they were talking about.

They began to wriggle with their eyes and mouths.

‘I think I got this. ’

‘Oh, so I told you to hide one tree at a time. ’

‘Turkey, you hid well. Big people, I couldn't hide. ’

After all, Ethan is the problem! ’

Edan sighs deeply at the man who arrogantly blames his superior. Then I walked straight behind the tree without hesitation.

Baikal, who could not even grasp the wind as he walked out, followed the well with a ‘broken’ look. Cristina, who was watching the group emerge from behind the Urr tree like a family of picnic squirrels, asked coldly.

“You must have had some fun sightseeing in the trees. ”

“That's..... ”

“Wahaha! No. I enjoyed the party too hard and I was just resting a bit because I was tired. ”

He hurriedly defeated Edan, trying to be honest, and instead, Baikal shook his hand with an awkward laugh.

Cristina's gaze at him, stretching her excuses, becomes even cooler.

“You were resting? ”

Leaves clinging to his head, clothing that was quickly hidden, and black dust from the bark were telling the lie.

But Baikal pushed the argument.

“I was really comfortable leaning on the tree and resting. Have you ever heard of the tree scent? I feel healthier just by holding the scent of a real plant and leaving it to me. ”

Cristina, who had a ornamental tree and looked back at Baikal, a force that would spread even a natural euphemism, said in a broken tone.

“On your head.”

“Yes?”

“Shake off the sticky leaves. ”

“Phew.”

The excuses were good again, as I said. Marzen, who was hiding with him and swallowing his laughter, opened his mouth in small vain.

“Do you want me to move the place? ”

I didn't have to stay in this noisy party hall anymore. In masked parties, we had to respect each other because we hid our identities, but it was difficult to talk openly about what was really inside.

Czechoslovakia, which unanimously decided to move its seat and looked at their distant backs, also stopped walking in the party hall.

‘You look really happy. ’

I thought it would be difficult to treat the other person because I don't know how they feel if I don't see their face until they come to this party. But strangely masked, I was able to focus more on my voice and atmosphere.

The expression felt like a peek into the heart that could not be hidden by a mask.

The bond between people who have known each other for a long time is like a fire. It lasts a long time, and the heat continues for a long time. It is a light that bites and shines on each other in a gentle light so that it is neither hot nor cold. Czechoslovakia is currently a foreigner who has not entered its bonds.

‘Now, when you go home, you will have a normal day working like that again. ’

But none of it was too bad. Her day would still be hard and tiring, but that wasn't the end of it.

Chechnya decided to wait eagerly for an invitation to knock on the door with a strange name at some point. Waiting has already begun.

In fact, there was no guarantee that anyone who did not know their name or face would keep their promise to send an invitation. If you find it annoying or forget about it, you will never be able to contact me again in Chechnya. But in Chechnya, he really believed he would send an invitation. There was no evidence to support that belief.

If it's just for a reason.

‘You're doing great now. So you don't have to push anymore. ’

Does he know that he gained this much power in that short consolation?

Chechnya stretches forward with a clasp and raises its base forcefully. Even the moonlight was a late night, but it opened more than ever.

“I've been good so far. ”

You'll be able to do well in the future.

* * *

After an unfinished party, they leave the garden and gather in the reception room in the mansion.

When no one saw him, the first one who took off his mask threw a sweat on his back of his nose and made a sound of pain.

“Oh, I thought you were going to die! ”

At least it was an outdoor activity, but it was very sudden to wear a mask and be active all the time.

I took off all the cool masks that followed him on the couch like a straggler.

“You were the one who organized that handsome masked party. ”

“I'd like to come and hit my back really hard. ”

He disagreed with Edan's stinging nightmare. Consequently, this party was useless.

Apart from all the other great success factors, such as the fantastic progress of brother Reyval and the quality of the party that most participants were satisfied with, the attempt to find Judas' mate, who was for the first time, was a big failure.

“Oh, you must be Cristina. ”

Having heard the conversation, Marzen pretended to be surprised as soon as he checked her face.

“You're still as beautiful as a flower. ”

“You're still good at talking. ”

“Oh, of course I'm eating with this. Do you want me to apply it a little better? ”

“Put it away."

“You're charming.”

I said I was nervous, but my eyes were smiling.

“It's been a long time since we've all been together. ”

It was still playful, but it was a voice where the longing melted away. Marzen nods with empathy at what he says. Unlike now, as Lubach's childhood, when school life was all he had to care about, naturally a pale smile appeared on everyone's face.

“A lot has changed. ”

I grew up and my status changed. Since they were no longer students, the weight they carried on their shoulders was much heavier and larger.

“There must be something that hasn't changed. ”

As I swore in those days, the same people gathered in one place.

Marzen kneels politely before his master.

“I want to reduce you to adulthood. Your Majesty."

“I'll cut it down.”

All those who were gathered to him bowed their knees and gave examples. Judas smiled as usual in response to the sincere congratulations received from his closest friends.

“Thank you.”

It was a short word, but it implied a longer and more complex meaning.

‘I have my life now because of you guys. ’

Life is not your own. He wandered his whole life until he died ignorant of that fact in his former life.

Constructing one person starts with all the relationships he meets.

It is life that piles up like weeds, rough rocks, meandering streams, trees, and all the nests that pile up in its branches and form huge mountains.

It was an illusion to think of being born abandoned and living alone without getting along with anyone.

His former parents abandoned him, got hated by someone, or didn't get along, so this moment came back. Even weak, strong, or useless parts were the raw materials that made themselves today.

Even the memory of his former life when he died lonely regretting his life.

They bragged and joked as if they had gone back in time. After having spent the whole night there, I returned to my place until dawn.

It's amazing.

Uni, who was watching him quietly until he was alone, opened his mouth.

What is it?

Do you remember what we said back then? 'Igrett doesn't rely on anyone.'

"Ah. I did.

Carney smiles as she blinks round her eyes.

I don't think so now.

Right? I never imagined it then.

Judas reaches out his palm and he sits down like a butterfly.

It means you trust people and honour them.

“I see. Maybe it's a little... strange because it's different from before? ”

Huh? No!

Uni looked at me with a grumpy expression.

You know, Greg. We loved the way you looked at us at first glance.

“ ……. ”

I like the way things are now. No, rather a little more than before.

A yellowish and red spirit sat down beside the clear green shining spirit.

"Yes! I love it!

I smile well these days, so I'm happy to see it.

The Wind of the Spirit, that is, the Wind of the Contractor. Along with Judas, who was adapting to his new life, spirits were also growing emotionally together.

Unlike other spirits with only one finger, Looney, who was taking the image of a big blue wolf, sat at his feet and looked up backwards.

Don't worry.

Looney leans on the spirits and brings his head to the opposite hand.

I will be by your side no matter what you look like.

Yes. Yes.

Spirits whose emotions were connected to the contractor read their anxious thoughts, in case they were far away from him.

And while he thought the anxiety was useless at all, on the other hand, he was still proud that he needed them.

I'll always be with you.

Judas slowly kneels down and hugs the blue wolf. And the three spirits that he placed in his palm also held him gently in his arms.

“Thank you.”

Now it was his turn to hold them. Just as they held Judas like a mother bird holding eggs until then, so did he surround them.

“I'm sorry you don't have enough contractors in this country. ”

Oops.

"What are you talking about! No one is as smart as you.

Not enough at all!

…… Are you going to make all humans scarce?

"But no one is perfect.

"But there's nothing to be sorry about, is there?

In an instant, he wagles. He carefully pulls out one inner heart that he couldn't get out of his past life.

The spirits are connected, so of course I don't have to tell you the expressions I thought I would know.

“Love you.”

― To those who first told me about love.

Igrette, please.

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Hello! This is Greg Dondertop, author.

Igrett started his series here in Joara in September last year.

When I first started, I loved fantasy, so I just started thinking, "I want to write fantasy novels," and I've been with my readers for almost a year.

Oops. You look like a real child beyond your work by now. (...)

I think it's done, and as soon as I release the keyboard, it's bruised.

Are you happy?

Is it sad?

Something must be regretted.

I'm not sure yet. It feels very complicated and neat.

Weird, isn't it? I'm weird, too. Large.

Well, it's a review, but I don't know what else to say.....

A prophecy that the same team of writers would become black history if they didn't write a short review (?). …… Yes, I think so too.

But the original first love is mostly black history. Just like Miss Cristina did! (She is still creating Black History.)

I've read every comment you've made on igrette. I didn't get a lot of expression in the meantime, but I was glad to have your readers running with me, and I couldn't give up on a lot of difficult situations.

Thank you. (Chuckles)

As a private person,

Values or topics in igret are based mainly on my experience.

I don't think there's a good person in the world. Igrett wasn't a good person for everybody either. Of course, he wanted to be like that in the past, but the wind ended up hurting him.

I think it will be warm enough just to want to be a good person for someone without having to worry about it.

In that sense, readers are so good to me. The story of Igrett ends here, but you will never forget the love and support you've sent me.

I love you.

Huh? I think I'm leaving something because I told you this, no!

Kick back! We're getting ready. (...)

The genre wants to try a few things, so I'm trying some of them. I have a lot of stories to write, but it's a big deal because my hands are slow. (Including the two guys currently in Joara! Maybe it's one of them. Heh)

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