I didn't 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.
'Does that affect me too?'
At the threshold of the Romandorf Forest, I was contemplating for a moment. If I hadn't 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 Romendorf's giant tree and thought of the tiny Anit company.
'Is it so small that I feel like this?'
She was too small for the cost of being a California.
As if two feet smaller than one's own palm suddenly disappeared one day, this world wouldn't 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 the'valuable being' to be put out at the last gateway, and that's 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.
'Aren't he telling me he'll keep me on my subject?'
Eventually, he rejected Joseph's proposal. I was worried about what to follow.
'Because it is a floating family.'
Dietrich stiffened his chin as if determined, and found the hut where Joseph was hiding.
"I grew up like that."
The old man met him as if he had been waiting.
"What's going on here? I thought you wouldn't like places like Romendorf, but did your devil beg you to come?"
Romendorf's 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.
"I won't come to see you because my devil is screaming."
However, Dietrich shook his head and denied Joseph.
"Then it's because of Anissa."
He nodded briefly as if the old man already knew it.
"Is the child doing well?"
"Well. She's alive."
The old man shrugged as if he couldn't help it with the blunt answer.
"Ask quickly."
Dietrich faced the old man's unshakable green eyes. It was wrinkled and written around the eyes, but only those eyes did not lose firearms.
"Is Anit my sister?"
"Sister?" murmurs Joseph.
He had a sympathy for the child he didn't know well.
"Now, it looks like you're curious about the identity of Anit."
"...… ."
"You're young, but you're an agile and thorough kid. You couldn't have realized that she's different right now,"
Joseph's voice diminishes. He said as if contemplating.
"You don't even need to know in the first place."
"..... ."
At Joseph's sharp words, Dietrich bite a small lip.
"Answer me."
Joseph exhaled slowly and slowly opened his mouth.
"Anissa is a child from the south. I can feel the energy of Eredia. She was just born with red eyes."
"She's not my Sister,"
Dietrich, showing no surprise at all. He just nodded, as if he had just confirmed what he knew.
The old man frowned to read Dietrich's expression. However, nothing can be felt from the boy's still face.
"Are you checking to alleviate the guilt you did with yours?"
At Joseph's words, Dietrich raised his mouth at an angle. That's 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?
"It doesn't matter if that kid is my real sister or not."
"if so?"
"Whatever I wanted to see would be different when I check it."
Dietrich mumbled little, opening and clenching his fist repeatedly.
"I don't think being a family doesn't necessarily mean blood ties."
If I had the confidence that she wasn't my younger sister, I thought my heart would feel like I was stiffening my heart, but it wasn't at all. When I still think of the child, strange emotions soar.
"Dietrich, Anissa is a child who truly cares for you."
"Know."
The boy held in his hand a candy that the child had secretly handed over. He was nothing but he couldn't eat.
The child has become such a meaning to him.
It wasn't a big deal, but it took me a little bit, and I couldn't remove it.
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"It's noisy." (It's 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.
"Noisy?"
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.
'Not to mention Dietrich and Lancel, who don't look very well,'
Marilyn cherished me, but he couldn't 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 couldn't talk to anyone all day long.
'That's why my pronunciation doesn't improve.'
However, the palace that used to be like that today is crowded with toxic people gathering together, making a loud noise.
"...…Why?"
"Well, don't you? Sounds like a sound in the garden."
I grabbed Marilyn's puzzled hand and hurried to the garden.
I didn't take a few steps from the palace's porch, but I was able to confirm the cause of this loud noise.
"What are you all about…?"
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.
'What are you all?'
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 word'busy'.
However, the noise from the garden now was similar to that of a small school athletic meet.
'There are some familiar faces.'
The triplets I saw at Rose Palace, a boy my age, Veronica, Yuric, a newborn baby in Yuric's arms, and a few dozen children who don't even know their faces.
"What are you all doing here?"
At my question, Yurik walks out of the crowd with an embarrassing face and scratches his head behind him.
"I was only trying to come, but these children keep trying to follow me."
Somehow, his voice was full of ugly dams. he put his hand on my shoulder and smiled as if showing off our closeness.
"I was already there, ah Nissa. It's not like the guys who flocked."
She came to my side with her chin up as if to put her position.
Then, from the children's side, a wow, wow-a little screaming sound is heard.
"You know her."
"How do you know! We aren't friends in the first place, aren't we?"
"Ah, children who have a problem with Nissa, let me first tell me."
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.
"Give me back our necklace!"
The children proudly reach out to me.
'I always did it.'
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.
'Three twins have come to get a necklace.'
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.
"I heard that you can solve two barrels that even Joseph can't solve."
As I looked at Aura at the child's words, I was spotted as if he had been cursed, like that of Lansel.
'What aura cleaning lady am I?'
Maybe it's a rumor from Liatris. I purged the child's aura by complaining only inside.
Then, the expression of the child, whose day was very dark after hitting the child, brightens little by little.
"I don't think my head hurts because I'm really looking at you. What is it? Fairy?"
"No, Anitsa said it was a devil."
As if to refute the child's words, one of the triplets teases the mouth of the bell.
"Now, next."
When Veronica's 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.
"We want to play games too!"
"Uh?"
The children talked without worrying about my face that was distorted.
"I want to play games, we too!"
".....what?"
I don't know why such rumors spread, but I couldn't escape until the sun fell from the hands of the children who were looking for me with twinkling eyes.
'This is how the curse ripple effect appears.'
Lagrange quickly became a kindergarten.