86 Another Story: Abandoned Princes and Wolf Girls 08 (1/2)

After listening to Clive, Acrylic left the room unable to stay or stand.

I just wanted to see Al, and I wasn't lost in the acrylic I thought I was. I didn't, but the problem was that Acrylic didn't know Algard's room.

Then Acrylic goes down the hallway with the desire to reopen and find him lice.

It was totally night outside and I could see the moon and the stars blinking. I inadvertently stop and look at the sky.

”... acrylic?

Acrylic, who was stopping his leg, turned his gaze to the voice calling his name. There was the look of Algard I was looking for.

Algard is wondering that Acrylic is here. Acrylic once again faced Algard and tried to say something. Wordless though.

Behind Acrylic's brain passes the Algardo story Clive tells us. Phew, the exhaled breath felt heavy enough myself.

”Al, I need to talk to you.”

The word I finally got out was the voice that invites him.

Algard's expression on Acrylic's words was a grin that seemed to disappear even now, transparent.

I had that feeling that something was going to end.

It was in his room that Algardo invited in the acrylic. Algard's room was surprisingly low on furniture.

What stands out are the beds for sleeping, rocking chairs and furnishing tables. Acrylic felt cold in the room as if he had no sense of life.

I guess it's because I had the impression from the look Algard gave me earlier. An anxiety had arisen in the acrylic as if Algardo were going to melt and not disappear.

”You heard from Clive?

”Yeah......”

”Right. Well, let's sit down first.”

Whether it's for visitors, Algardo sits acrylic by carrying the chair that was placed in the corner of the room to the table.

Sit back across tables from each other. The acrylic wrinkles between the brows wondering how to cut out the conversation.

”... Surprised?

”Huh?”

”I've been down a lot. I don't know if I should have told you myself if I was supposed to. But when it comes to speaking with my own mouth, I'm not sure I can speak calmly. I thought I should talk to Acrylic, but I asked Clive to.”

”... ugh. Nothing, if Al thought so.”

I think it's natural because I'm a party. Because what he said about Algard was something he experienced himself. I think it was a difficult story to tell you to talk calmly about it.

Still, Algardo tried to tell himself. Acrylics never have bad feelings there.

”... how did you tell me?

”Why,”

”I think Al still has so much to think about that he can't talk properly. You may not be able to tell them properly, but you still tried to tell me.”

”That's right.... I guess I still wanted Acrylic to know”

Algard shrugged as he strayed his gaze from the acrylic and wandered his gaze into the void.

It's like staring somewhere that's not here. And it closes to hide those crimson eyes.

”Know, I don't even know why I want it. I just wanted Acrylic to know who I really am.”

”Real Al?

”I couldn't be just Al. My name is Algardo Bona Palettia. He was the prince who had to lead the future of this country. And... a sinner who gave it all up”

Algardo speaks in a pale voice. It's like dry, in a voice that doesn't even make you feel emotional.

Still, the expression with thin open eyes slightly lifted the edge of the mouth represents a complex emotion.

I don't want to speak to my voice, but I give it to my expression. Acrylic feels Algardo's intricate emotions as if it were a tiny Algardo.

I'm sure you mean what you want to hide, but you also mean what you can't hide. They're both true and they're lies, so Al says he doesn't know who he is anymore.

”... I was obsessed. Not when you have a plan.”

”Plan? You tried to control the country, talk about it?

”Oh, it seemed so fascinating. I've always had a hard time breathing. It's all you ask for, it's all you can't respond to, and then you're just given. It was like there was only a vessel there called me, and I wasn't in that vessel, and it felt like I was watching from behind.”

Acrylic listens to Algardo, who talks about it in a pompous way.

”That's the prince, he said, to be king. Everything I was given... must have been love. status, a rich life, and a fiancée.”

”... fiancée?

”Hmm? Oh, you weren't talking. If you're a prince, you have a fiancée.”

”... is that what this is all about?

We didn't have that kind of relationship.

”... you didn't like it?

”You rather hated it”

Now the acrylic voice had become pale. Are you aware of that or not?

But Algard has nothing to point out. I just had a bitter laugh when I remembered her as my fiancée.

”In flattery, I couldn't say I was good. Anxious about the responsibility of entrusting the country, the fathers addressed an excellent girlfriend”

”You were an amazing person?

”Ah. More than I can compare. It was complete, perfect, unscrupulous.”

”Still... didn't you like it?

”Oh. She's... she's in my hands. Which fiancée are we talking about? I couldn't help but feel like a part when I was with her.”

parts, acrylic frowned at the word. What kind of person does that make you think you are?

”I'm not a bad guy. Instead, I did a terrible job on her, too. I regret it.”

”... didn't you like it after all?

”We could be friends, in that sense. To be my partner, I can clearly say no now”

Algard's mouth, telling him so, was not a bitter smile, but turned into a gentle smile. You close your eyes and think of the past, that face looks nostalgic and fun somewhere.

I don't like it. But I might have liked it. As a friend. But as a partner, I said no. But suppose you two had to be united as a couple...

”... you didn't make it”

”Oh, right. A lot.”

Acrylic also dropped his gaze on Algard's words about various things.

It's like a misrub. Yet the stitched shape remained distorted without flaking. Even though I won't go back to what has become a distorted form.

”I wish I could have accepted everything. I don't think about it, I don't think about it, I just think I'm happy about it. That's what I need to do. It's strange to have doubts.”

”... but I couldn't”

”Oh.... I was dazzled, that guy”

”That guy?

”Sister.”

The acrylic accidentally made my heart jump.

Who can't be ignored for Algard. his sister, Anisphere Wynn Palettia.

If its existence were to be spoken out of Algard's mouth, it would become natural. However, acrylic can be distracting.

Because Algard's expression was more calm than ever. I even felt that warmth, as if I was taking out a treasure and looking at it.

”I... I guess I've always admired that guy”

”To your sister...?

”Oh, my first memory was on my sister when I got my mind on it.”

I still remember. Algardo's tone sounds very gentle.

”We were both often pissed off. With all the impotence and the lack of clapping. But that was kind of asexually fun... and it was normal to go around on my sister's back.”

”Al......”

”Back then, it was the best time to be myself... and say I was happy”

Close your eyes, slowly so you can bite them off. so as to ascertain that thought.

”But my sister pushed me away. Now that I think about it, I guess I had no choice. My sister was out of the way for me to be king. That's what my sister herself thought. I really couldn't reach out to anyone I wanted.”

Deep, deep regret sound. I can't find a word to spit out, even though I'm about to scream out impulsively. That's why Acrylic bit my lip.

I don't like Algard's words from the heart that I won't even fix. Like shaking the heart of an acrylic.

”I betrayed that end. Responsibility, family, everything. What does this say without saying sin? I... am a sinful person. I can't believe you're forgiven. You're an empty person.”

”It's not.”

Acrylic pinched his mouth to Algard's words.

The gaze immersed in Algard's past is directed towards the acrylic now in front of him.

There were zero tear grains falling from the eyes of the acrylic. Just one drop. But Algard was deprived of his gaze by Shizuku, who fell while leaving traces of tears behind.

”Empty people don't think about what's wrong with them. Al is not empty or anything. I just couldn't put my thoughts in my mouth.”

”... are you crying, acrylic”

”I'll cry. 'Cause Al, you're... you're a really, really beautiful person.”

Acrylic smiled softly like that. Algardo doesn't know why acrylics smile. All I can do is look into the acrylic unexpectedly.

Softly Acrylic lays his hands on his chest and lays his gaze down.

”Al's heart looks so beautiful. I'm glad I met someone like that.”

”... can't I think of myself that way?

”Yeah, so the sad thing is, there were no people around to keep you out.”

Open the eyes where the acrylic was lying down. Another drop of eyes moistened by tears, drops tears.

But I don't feel sad. It's just beautiful tears.

”Hey, Al.”

This is what Algard thought.

If you talk about your past, you're either despised or sympathetic.

Sad is what acrylics say. But I don't see the color of sadness in my voice or in my expression.

It's just a gentle look. He said his gaze of softness was tangling him up.

Her voice calling the name she told me, I can't get it out of my ear anymore.

”What kind of person does Al want to be?