585 583 men and swords. (1/2)

I'm about to become a sword to the spirit. I'm trying to be a bystander.

That's what Lane said.

Then let's be human and be the guardians of Fran.

If you ask me, I don't think I've had a lot of mouth these days. Besides, I had thrown my decision to act on Fran. No, even before, I've been letting Fran do everything he says he wants.

But lately I may have felt more like I was throwing judgment than trusting Fran.

I also find it difficult the other way around when I become conscious, but I'm going to get it back from the conversation first.

”Hey, Fran.”

”What?”

”You were surprised when you heard Zero Thread call Romeo's name earlier, weren't you? That, what's going on?

Even in this conversation, Fran seems happy to respond.

”Because his voice was the same”

”The same, with whom?

”Master”

”What? Just like me?

”Mm-hmm. My master said to me, 'Are you okay?' It was the same voice as when I heard it... A gentle voice.”

It was an unexpected answer.

Me and his voice are alike? A kind voice? Of course, I guess that atmosphere means it's not voicey...... I don't know for myself, but Fran seems certain.

”Is Zero Thread really worried about Romeo?

”Mmm.”

There was talk that the blood of the Magnolia family was affecting something...

”Is Magnolia's blood that powerful? So much so that you change it from the root of your spirit?

”I don't know. But those words were true. Never.”

'... if Fran thinks so, I believe it'

”Mmm.”

I also found out why Fran was a wolf. You must have been surprised to see Zero Thread, the enemy, tenderness toward Romeo.

And then they felt sad compared to the good change in zero lead and my bad change.

I... you're a bad guardian. I didn't even realize that I was grieving Fran.

”Hey, Master”

'Yeah? What?

”Today, sleep with me, okay?

'... of course'

”On!”

”Ursi's with me”

”On!”

Fran with such a pleasant grin, I may not have seen it in a long time. I'm stunned by that fact.

'Well, let's all sleep together!

”On!”

”Mmm!”

Dive into bed with Fran holding me back.

My fullness is peeling. When Fran wants to be sweet, this is how she hugs me without a sheath. Oh, the blade has already been erased due to morphological deformation.

”Hey, Master”

”What?

”... make breakfast tomorrow?