798 796 Now a distant, warm memory. (2/2)

Recently, Fran has been strangely sharp or has acted on his instincts. That's why it works so well...

By leveling up as a beast, perhaps the wild intuition has been sharpened.

”Fran, where are you headed?

Fran didn't hesitate to enter the garden and move on while stirring up the grass.

”... over here...”

Fran?

”... I knew it.”

No, I'm too focused on opening my memory drawer and I can't see anything around me.

Ursi, keep an eye out for Fran.

”On!”

In the meantime, Fran continued on the grass.

And stop your feet somewhere.

It was a hut where the walls were destroyed and the roof collapsed. By the standards of this world, it is much smaller.

Well, Castel's houses are all like this.

……

About 70% of the walls have collapsed, and the rest are rotten and run-down.

From the gap between the rotten walls, you can see inside the hut. The wreckage of furniture and what I thought was rolling, and it was still being eroded by weeds.

Fran turns silently to the abandoned house. Then there was the mark of the door left only by the wooden frame.

Fran?

”... here”

That much murmured Fran approached the abandoned house. That step is different from the fast-feet that have been chased before.

It's a very heavy step, as if someone is holding you back.

But this reaction of Fran... I decided to watch without saying anything.

……

Fran stepped into the abandoned house. Neither ceilings nor walls played that role as early as possible. Most of the floor is falling off, and a weed carpet wraps around Fran's feet.

Still, Fran certainly sees something.

”... here I am”

I knew it.

”Nh... Here, let me leave you and your mother.....”

The moment Fran murmured with his murmured voice, the tears fell from his eyes.

What kind of tears is that?

Sadness or joy? The loneliness of retrieving old memories? The sadness that made you feel your parents' death again?

”Just now....”

However, the tears that Fran shed seemed more noble to me than anything else.