94 After Days: Annispheres Birthday 07 (2/2)

The venue's light is also dropped, and the conductor lifts the baton where it dims, - and the performance begins.

The song played is a song that celebrates a common birthday in the Kingdom of Palettia. Man and Spirit walked over together and lived hand in hand. So it's a song with a desire and a prayer to give this child, born in this country, protection and blessing as well.

The musician's skill is also impeccable. A comfortable performance continues to be played in the ear. Then I realized that Uffi, sitting next to me, made me jump on my shoulder for a moment.

”-Annis.”

”Huh? What?

Yufi called my name with a slightly rubbed voice. Something crossed the edge of my sight when I thought it was unusual for Uffi to speak up during the performance.

The light was shaking loosely at the venue where the light had dropped. I remember seeing something similar to that light. It's a sight in the depths of that black forest where I visited Lhumi to explore the truth of the Spirit Covenant.

Fluffy, six-colored light drifts brightly as it plays. It is obscure in shape compared to the Spirit obeyed by Rhumi in the Black Forest, and the intensity and presence of light and everything is thin.

”Yufi, what is this...”

Inquiring about Uffi with an accidental breath, Uffi was narrowing her eyes and smiling softly. Uffi is a spiritual contractor. That's why I exhale as I was convinced by the way I daunted somewhere that there was something to feel.

”... oh, really? If chanting is about bringing prayer, wishful things to the Spirit, then music can also be said to include chanting.”

”Then when you play with an instrument processed with demonic props...”

”You will be invited to the Spirit and given form. It's just not as clear or practical as magic.”

Fluffy, the spirits that were flying around to pull the tail of the six-colored light that was drifting in the air begin to gather beside me. And the light falling zero falls like scaly powder. It's like waving a scaly powder of light at me.

To a very fantastic sight I hold my breath and stretch my hand over that scaly powder. Then one light wrapped Spirit after another approached me so that I could touch him, and he jumped around the venue like he was shaking.

”Spirit stones are gifts from the Spirit. The Spirit is a fragment of the world, a mirror that reflects the will of man. If you play with your wishes, the Spirit takes shape in response to prayer. … this is an indisputable blessing. Anis.”

”... Wow, that's beautiful”

I accidentally zero my admiration breath. Was that the same for all the participants, even in the dark I could see that everyone was chasing with their eyes the light flying around the venue.

The performance also enters a good environment, and the musicians' performance is feverished. And the end comes to bite the aftertaste. The sound slowly interrupts and the light of the Spirit fades away with the end of the performance.

Eventually - the venue was all wrapped up in the sound of applause at once to hang up and start applauding as someone remembered. I also forget me and give applause to the musicians.

Even as the musicians sweat on their foreheads with their well-done faces, they give thanks. Then, while I was paying attention to the musicians, I noticed that Lang was coming to the royal seat.

”Her Royal Highness Princess Anisphere”

”Lang”

”… I would like to congratulate you sincerely on your birth. Blessings and blessings be upon you!

Lang kneels down and gives a thank you. Again, applause and cheer boil from the venue.

I was looking at Lang in a state of oblivion, and then Yufi shook my hand. My gaze is off the lang and directed toward Uffi.

There was something that conveyed my cheeks with that momentum. It was only after a moment of delay that I realized it was tears, and when I realized it was tears, my tear glands were stimulated at once.

I wondered how she could cry so much, and I could see Uffi nodding small as she held my hand.

Yuffi's expression is a gentle smile, and he keeps looking at me with his eyes like he sees a toddler. That Uffi gaze led me to the answer to my floating question.

”I've been blessed by this world, haven't I? To the people who live in this country, to the spirits who seem to stop by.”

”Yes. Until now, you did not wish to be blessed for being heretical. But this blessing would never have been born without you. Anis.”

Uffi reaches out and wipes my tears.

”You are now living blessed by this world. They respect that raw thing. So laugh.”

”... yeah”

I can't stop crying. But you don't have to stop it.

Slowly I rose to my seat and I turned to Lang in tears.

”Lang Voltaire. It was more than I expected, this achievement deserves my amazement too. An endless thank you to the Ministry of the Spirit for all that it has done for this day. - Thank you for celebrating me.”

”- It's an unbearable word. Please, have a healthy year. And we look forward to blessing you again next year on your birthday.”

With his knees on, Lang smiled at me and said so.

See you next year. Protect and bless the Spirit to the sons born in this world.

This would be an achievement that everyone would acknowledge. All I could do was smile satisfied.

”Lang”

”... Miguel?”

”Oops. Tired.”

At the end of the festival dedicated to His Royal Highness the King of Anisphere, the presentation returns once again to the social setting. Everyone is talking about how touched they are tonight, rapping about it.

In that corner, Lang, who was keeping his back on the wall in a hidden shadow, called the familiar name of his face sneaking in without sound to snort.

Miguel, called by name, stands as if to keep his back next to Lang, floating as usual. A glass of wine is held in his hand.

”Did Her Royal Highness the King of Anisphere give you heartfelt praise for stroking your chest?

”... hmm”

”Dude, I'm praising you, huh? Good for you. Now you've got the face of the spiritual ministry, haven't you?

”Well. I just want to hope this excitement never ends.”

”You're not being honest either.”

Miguel flaunts his shoulder at Lang, who reacts more and more.

”It is not yet sufficient to investigate instruments that have undergone the same processing as demonic props. I tried several times, but depending on the skill of the musicians, it may not have been possible to express the Spirit. Nor is it true if even the same musicians always ask if they can summon the Spirit. Still unstable technology.”

”This will be enough for a short time.”

”That is also only because of the accumulated research of His Royal Highness Sister Wang.... nothing is my handle. This is just the result of the royal sister-in-law.”

”You're not really honest, you!

Miguel looked back toward Lang as if he were frightened, keeping his eyes rounded.

At the end of Lang's gaze is the figure of Anisphere talking to Uphilia. He looked at the two of them, slightly loosening his mouth and smiling.

- Maybe it was easy.

”What?

”If I had thanked you, maybe there would have been a different future.... I just thought so. It won't happen again.”

”... maybe”

Gently lift the wine glass Miguel had in one hand. There's another glass of wine in Lang's hand too, where he kept his back on the wall, trying to put his arms together.

Miguel laughs joyfully and Lang lifts the wingslass to the same position as each other in a sigh.

- Cheers. Quietly the sound of a glass of wine was played.