[Urgent Request] How to Take Care of an Abandoned Dragon?

Lay down the mobile device you had, put it down.

Then, she exhales loudly.

From those eyes, the pollen and tears fell zero.

It was my first time.

For the first time, I thought I was scared.

She, Astoria, for the first time felt scared of what she was thinking from her friend's boy.

This is the first bulletin board site I've peeked at in terms of current interest.

One of them, what I read attracted to the title.

At first, I went on to read from the rarity that there were other similar stories, but I eventually built a message board on the unique noun [Gonske] that came out, that I went on a dragon hunt to the central continent, from which I could relate.

Astoria follows the letters that are going to be written because she knows who the so-called sleigh lord is.

And what I've learned is his past, which I don't hate.

It's not what you tell someone, it.

It was Astoria's grandfather, for whatever reason, who gave him such a past.

"What shall we do?"

Cover your face and squeal like that crying.

"What do we do?

Maybe he hated me from the start.

That's the idea that comes to mind.

Think of it, I don't think he/she was naughty about her from the start.

But they didn't say anything to me like they hated me face to face.

It's just the fact that I don't see his true intentions.

But that's normal.

I don't know until it's in someone else's head.

That's normal.

I know.

I know, even though it is.

The casual summer break exchange with him revives.

"Ugh."

Squealing, it's his soft smile that reminds me.

From time to time, it's a childish look.

It looks delicious when I came to her house and ate lemon ice cream.

Just remembering that makes my breasts fluffy and warm and at the same time very painful.

I want him to laugh.

I want you to be happy.

But more than that, I wanted him to like me properly, I thought.

I don't want them to hate me, and I felt strongly about it.

I wonder who's in his mind?

What's in his heart right now?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

When I realized it, I was writing it down.

It was my first writing, so I didn't know what I was doing and took the time, but I could still manage to write a text that looked like encouragement.

Seeing that, what would he have thought?

The other side of the screen, we don't know each other.

So you shouldn't be aware that this is her written sentence.

But still, I want to be remembered because even shards are good.

I gave it a fixed name.

Though that was a neck tilting designation to call it a name.

Still, even shards are fine.

"Oh, well."

I realize what bitterness means.

I realize why, so much, I think of him.

But no.

This emotion, no.

Because if so, Astoria will betray the other friend who finally made it.

Because you will betray Lucia.

He better be tied to Lucia.

I strongly hope so now that I know without attempting his past.

But...

"I liked you, Tetsu."

Maybe it's a broken heart.

A love affair that ends without anyone ever knowing it, without being noticed.

That's what's so painful.

The more I realized, and the more I put it into words, I thought.

He said he liked him.

I don't want you to hate me.

And as much as he does, he wants to be liked, too.

I want to know about him.

Even though I want it, I love it, I can't wait.

But I can't get it.

He, his heart, one thing at a time.

It was a good summer vacation, Astoria thought from the bottom of her heart.

Because I can't face him with these thoughts.

And my phone shook.

Look, it was an e-mail from Tetsu pasting an image.

When opened, the image of Dombeye was also on the bulletin board.

There are Gonske's and Pong's.

As usual, I promised, that.

Before you look at the bulletin board.

If it had been before I knew Tetsu's past, I would have called him cute as a fool, that.

Now, I just didn't see my vision well distorted.