Dietrich was empty, no, people were crowded, but one little child he was looking for, washed his eyes and stopped in a market where he could not see.
As the skewers in his hand cool little by little, the child I counted my emotions.
The rattling heart beats unpleasantly, and the clenched fists were sweaty.
âIs it like this?â
Dietrich realized that he had lost somethingâthe first time after he was born.
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Because a child who had nothing to have had no chance to lose it.
Anissa was the only one he gave to him. Itâs arbitrary whatever.
âChildren are easy to lose, so be careful, Confucius.â
âWhat if he loses his way?â
Lately, Marilyn and Josephâs warning comes to mind. If you go to a crowded place, hold on to the hand of Anit and never let go of it.
âIf Anit disappearsâŚ..â.
đAnissaâs nickname is Anit)
Dietrich said after his anxiety.
I couldnât tell whether it was because of the last gate of the family or simply because the child had been lost.
Just rationally, he said that it was unpleasant because there was a setback in my plan, and he quickly went to find the stalls where he was drooling while passing by.
ânone.â
But I couldnât find Anissa anywhere. Dietrich urgently crossed the drawbridge and returned to Dahlia Palace.
âAre you living?â
âYes? Didnât you go on an outing with Confucius?â
Already dressed in pajamas, Marilyn or Lancel replied that they had never seen Anissa, and even Baal could not find the whereabouts of the child.
âAt least there seems to be no in the castle.â
âWhy canât you find it?â
âI told you before. Strangely for the princess no way.â
Baal sighs as if he couldnât find the shadow of Anit, but he was frustrated by himself.
ââŚâŚ.I will go outside the castle again.â
âis this night? Iâd rather tell Derek when itâs bright-â
â Do you think Derek will help you find Anissa?â
Derek will reveal it if the Anissa known as Dietrichâs precious existence disappears, and if he laughed, It will never help.
Dietrich sighed, then turned back outside the castle.
âI just wanted to buy you something.â
Except for the yakitori merchant, who was obviously a servant of Liatris, the other merchants would have been ordinary people.
Dietrich frowned with belated regret.
It seems that I was a little angry at not believing what I was saying. Like that I was new to myself, who couldnât control my emotions for insignificant reasons.
âWhat if I canât find it really like this.â
The empire prohibited slavery and trafficking in law, but there was still an illegal slave market in Lagrang.
Only then Dietrich looked down at his white hands, feeling my heart sitting down. Her fingertips tremble little by little.
âWhat the hell does this feel like?â
Would I feel this way if I lose my own stuff? Was it so scary?.
I searched both inside and outside the castle, even at risk, to the Palace of Liatris and Rose, but I couldnât find Anitâs cotton candy-like pink hair.
It was about midnight when Anit Saga reappeared in front of his eyes with a grotesque sultry.
âBrother?â
The child approached Dietrich with a casual face, as if nothing had happened.
âHa.â
He bit his mouth firmly to endure the stunned laugh.
The childâs round forehead had a sweaty hair sticking to what he had been doing.
âLook for me?â
ââŚâŚ.â.
âAh?â (Why?)
Of course I found. Are you kidding me? Looking down at his anger at the child who couldnât even reach half of my body, Dietrich had no choice but to stop speaking.
âIs this a muggle?â
Because Anit, like her fern, held out her skewer, which she held tight with her little hand.
Whether she walked while eating, Anitâs mouth had her seasoning on it.
Looking at the fixed gaze as if it were attached to meat, it seemed that he was holding back what he wanted to eat.
âBring the dongle and use it.â
Anissa rolled one eye on the dongle and thought about it for a while, then laughed at Bash, and then brought about half the remaining skewers to Dietrichâs mouth.
Even though I didnât have much memory of eating food that someone gave me without a doubt.
The meat that had already cooled down was strangely warm.
For him, this winter meant that.
Not very hot, but not cold for the first time. I get used to such a winter night.
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âStop blowing in front of Dietrich.â
I flagged the mountains of countless corpses under Dietrichâs feet, although they didnât seem dead yet.
Ten adults attacked a child who was only ten years old, but he did not get a scratch on his body.
âI guess I was crazy.â
The days of being entangled with Dietrich without fear felt like a dream. In the black forest, stepping on an artificially created blood pool, Dietrich is more of a ghost, not a person wow it looked.
A soft moon illuminates the small but slender body crying out against the enemies. I couldnât find any reality from that look.
âWhat the hell did I believe in and fire in front of himâ
When I was hit by a little boy and looked down at the men scattered in the woods, I sat back, stepping back without my knowledge.
Dump!
The rustling sound of dry leaves resonates through the tranquil forest. Deitri, who glanced at the men with an uninspiring gaze, turned his head.
ââŚ..Oh, Anissa?â
âOh, brother, ah,â
I didnât want to reveal myself to him, so I laughed lightly.
âLetâs not go ahead.â
No matter how easy it may seem, he was a boy who would become the strongest villain in the world.
âWhat ten years old is that old?â
âWhy are you on this night⌠.â
Dietrich, who found me, groaned in a small whirl and walked across the wall. I swallowed and looked up at him.
âI know why he looked like a ghost earlier.â
The cool face topped with the moon shadow was incredibly beautiful.
The deep eyes that match the subtle pupils as if they were made of obsidian the sharp nose resembled an angel statue that was carefully carved by a craftsman.
The problem was the blood stains on such an unrealistic face.
âLooking closer, itâs more like a ghostâŚ.. .â
Itâs a face more devilish than Baal. I bite my lips and grabbed Dietrichâs hand.
âWhy are you here?â
âUh?â
It was purely coincidence that I came to witness this unbelievable sight.
I didnât even come out to the garden to find Dietrich.
No matter how cool the northern part was, the summer was summer. The moisture of the night was so wet that it disturbed my sleep.
Today, I couldnât sleep and turn around, and I went for a walk with a fairy tale book given by Baal.
âThe Rabbit Returned to the Moonâ,
The fairy tale titled I had never heard of in my previous life was the story of a little rabbit living on the moon.
The baby rabbit, who was rejected by the black rabbit group because it is only white away from the moon, is eventually driven out of the group and chased by a hunter.
I felt a sense of identity with the lonely rabbit. I did it too.
âOnly me was different.â
In my previous life, I had an older sister and an older brother, both of whom were talented people playing all over the country.
Not only did he study well, he couldnât even get music, art, physical education, even cooking there was nothing more to do than to do well.
âAlthough I couldnât do much more.â
Naturally, my house went back to the top of the two. When I was young, I just envied my older sister and older brother. I never hated it.
However, as the days passed, the subtle favoritism of my parents turned into discrimination close to abuse.
âIf you canât go to college that much, donât go.â
Rain in college where my sister and brother went to it wasnât a famous university, but when I got to a university where it was difficult to go with my grades, my mom said that my tuition was a waste.
My parents did not support me, and I devoted myself to a part-time job day and night to pay my tuition.
âIf I turn black like ashes, Iâll accept me.â
It was difficult to see the white rabbit lying on the mud to make it visible to the black rabbits.
I remembered.
A stupid me who thought that if I saved money alone without opening my hands to my parents, they would also be honored.
âuh? Your money? My mom told me to write,â
When I was nearing the tuition deadline, I found an envelope to go to the bank, but my tuition envelope disappeared without a trace.
On the empty envelope from my brotherâs room, as he grabbed and picked up, he said with a face that he did not know the English.
âYou said you were trying to write a manor with me?â
âWhy do I know why I should use my brother and sister!!!â
âIsnât that obvious? Is there that much more you can do for our family?â
ââŚâŚâŚ.What?â
âYouâll shine a family like us, what are you doing? Without ability I have to do it even if I wish.â
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It was like a broom stuck in the corner of the veranda.
âWell, Iâm sorry if itâs not what you were trying to give.â
My brother said so, taking out a ten thousand won bill from his pocket and giving it to me.
âI have one left, but you have it. Thank you?â