I didnât have much memory of worrying about my feelings. From the moment I signed with Baal, it seemed that all my feelings had been confiscated.
Because Baal had no feelings.
Baal was a gray molecule that remained neutral even in hell. He was the guide who led the silent evil to hell, and for him right and wrong, joy and sorrow were not clear.
âDoes that affect me too?â
At the threshold of the Romandorf Forest, I was contemplating for a moment. If I hadnât signed with Baal, I think this blurry feeling would have been a little more pronounced.
Pretending to cherish it was more difficult than I thought. She just did not starve to death, and after threatening the child.
Funny enough, the child began to follow himself without a doubt.
However, even though things were going as planned, there was no laughter.
Dietrich looked at the giant Romendorfâs giant tree and thought of the tiny Anit company.
âIs it so small that I feel like this?â
She was too small for the cost of being a California.
As if two feet smaller than oneâs own palm suddenly disappeared one day, this world wouldnât be any lighter.
Dietrich wanted to distance himself from Anit. He had already shown Anissa to Derek, so it was useless to maintain a more friendly relationship.
He acquired theâvaluable beingâ to be put out at the last gateway, and thatâs all about the usefulness of Anissa.But the useful, easy-to-use and throw-away company, Anit began to reach out to me.
No matter how much I rooted it, it stuck.
âArenât he telling me heâll keep me on my subject?â
Eventually, he rejected Josephâs proposal. I was worried about what to follow.
âBecause it is a floating family.â
Dietrich stiffened his chin as if determined, and found the hut where Joseph was hiding.
âI grew up like that.â
The old man met him as if he had been waiting.
âWhatâs going on here? I thought you wouldnât like places like Romendorf, but did your devil beg you to come?â
Romendorfâs Forest, a border spirit, was a quaint place where worshipers of demons and followers of the sun god Greek coexisted, and the hometown where Baal lived when he was a human.
âI wonât come to see you because my devil is screaming.â
However, Dietrich shook his head and denied Joseph.
âThen itâs because of Anissa.â
He nodded briefly as if the old man already knew it.
âIs the child doing well?â
âWell. Sheâs alive.â
The old man shrugged as if he couldnât help it with the blunt answer.
âAsk quickly.â
Dietrich faced the old manâs unshakable green eyes. It was wrinkled and written around the eyes, but only those eyes did not lose firearms.
âIs Anit my sister?â
âSister?â murmurs Joseph.
He had a sympathy for the child he didnât know well.
âNow, it looks like youâre curious about the identity of Anit.â
ââŚâŚâŚ .â
âYouâre young, but youâre an agile and thorough kid. You couldnât have realized that sheâs different right now,â
Josephâs voice diminishes. He said as if contemplating.
âYou donât even need to know in the first place.â
ââŚâŚ.. .â
At Josephâs sharp words, Dietrich bite a small lip.
âAnswer me.â
Joseph exhaled slowly and slowly opened his mouth.
âAnissa is a child from the south. I can feel the energy of Eredia. She was just born with red eyes.â
âSheâs not my Sister,â
Dietrich, showing no surprise at all. He just nodded, as if he had just confirmed what he knew.
The old man frowned to read Dietrichâs expression. However, nothing can be felt from the boyâs still face.
âAre you checking to alleviate the guilt you did with yours?â
At Josephâs words, Dietrich raised his mouth at an angle. Thatâs funny.
Being a monster looking for a scapegoat to live was unchanging, but if you sacrifice your sister, you have to feel guilty, and if not, is it okay?
âIt doesnât matter if that kid is my real sister or not.â
âif so?â
âWhatever I wanted to see would be different when I check it.â
Dietrich mumbled little, opening and clenching his fist repeatedly.
âI donât think being a family doesnât necessarily mean blood ties.â
If I had the confidence that she wasnât my younger sister, I thought my heart would feel like I was stiffening my heart, but it wasnât at all. When I still think of the child, strange emotions soar.
âDietrich, Anissa is a child who truly cares for you.â
âKnow.â
The boy held in his hand a candy that the child had secretly handed over. He was nothing but he couldnât eat.
The child has become such a meaning to him.
It wasnât a big deal, but it took me a little bit, and I couldnât remove it.
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âItâs noisy.â (Itâs loud.)
I woke up at the buzzing noise from the window outside the bedroom, and I was amazed by myself when I was fortunate in a strange tone.
Marilyn, who looks like me, is looking down at me.
âNoisy?â
There was no child under me in Dalia Palace.
Because it was only children, Lancel and Marilyn, were always quiet enough to be lonely sometimes.
âNot to mention Dietrich and Lancel, who donât look very well,â
Marilyn cherished me, but he couldnât play with me all the time because of his work, and Baal was a demon who only showed up when he really needed it.
He was always quiet enough that he couldnât talk to anyone all day long.
âThatâs why my pronunciation doesnât improve.â
However, the palace that used to be like that today is crowded with toxic people gathering together, making a loud noise.
ââŚâŚâŚWhy?â
âWell, donât you? Sounds like a sound in the garden.â
I grabbed Marilynâs puzzled hand and hurried to the garden.
I didnât take a few steps from the palaceâs porch, but I was able to confirm the cause of this loud noise.
âWhat are you all aboutâŚ?â
I thought, as if all the children of Lagrange had put together.
I opened my mouth as I pointed my fingers to the children coughing in the dust dripping from the old marble fountain.
âWhat are you all?â
They are children in the forest of withered roses crowded so loudly.
The Withered Rose Forest is the only place where the villain Dietrich was comforted, and it is the old garden of Dahlia Palace, which is a million light-years away from the wordâbusyâ.
However, the noise from the garden now was similar to that of a small school athletic meet.
âThere are some familiar faces.â
The triplets I saw at Rose Palace, a boy my age, Veronica, Yuric, a newborn baby in Yuricâs arms, and a few dozen children who donât even know their faces.
âWhat are you all doing here?â
At my question, Yurik walks out of the crowd with an embarrassing face and scratches his head behind him.
âI was only trying to come, but these children keep trying to follow me.â
Somehow, his voice was full of ugly dams. he put his hand on my shoulder and smiled as if showing off our closeness.
âI was already there, ah Nissa. Itâs not like the guys who flocked.â
She came to my side with her chin up as if to put her position.
Then, from the childrenâs side, a wow, wow-a little screaming sound is heard.
âYou know her.â
âHow do you know! We arenât friends in the first place, arenât we?â
âAh, children who have a problem with Nissa, let me first tell me.â
Veronica, like a celebrity manager, decided the order of the children who would come to me.
As if there was an urgent thing, the triplets, who were rolling their feet together, stepped forward first.
âGive me back our necklace!â
The children proudly reach out to me.
âI always did it.â
If not, I was going to go to Rose Palace. I was going to give it back anyway, so I thought it was good, so I quickly rummaged my pocket and took out a necklace.
âThree twins have come to get a necklace.â
Yuric and Veronica would also say that, but why are the first-time kids coming?
Before I even asked, a boy who was close to Yuric opened his eyes and grabbed the hem of my cuffs.
âI heard that you can solve two barrels that even Joseph canât solve.â
As I looked at Aura at the childâs words, I was spotted as if he had been cursed, like that of Lansel.
âWhat aura cleaning lady am I?â
Maybe itâs a rumor from Liatris. I purged the childâs aura by complaining only inside.
Then, the expression of the child, whose day was very dark after hitting the child, brightens little by little.
âI donât think my head hurts because Iâm really looking at you. What is it? Fairy?â
âNo, Anitsa said it was a devil.â
As if to refute the childâs words, one of the triplets teases the mouth of the bell.
âNow, next.â
When Veronicaâs permission is given, the children who were holding her hand approached as if they had come together.
It was a sideline group of Lagrange who was not even assigned to the palace. The children of Rim, who were twisted, opened their mouths at once, offering toys or snacks they brought.
âWe want to play games too!â
âUh?â
The children talked without worrying about my face that was distorted.
âI want to play games, we too!â
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ââŚâŚ..what?â
I donât know why such rumors spread, but I couldnât escape until the sun fell from the hands of the children who were looking for me with twinkling eyes.
âThis is how the curse ripple effect appears.â