𝑀𝒶𝓉𝒶 𝐻𝒶𝓇𝒾さんのイラストまとめ

@WINGEDSUCCESSOR Huh? I am no mere girl that is excited by a pat to the head. Battler, this is too silly.

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Then...? All this writing only to reduce the characters to two!? Very well. Er, but it if I happen to see a pretty shell from the view, pick it up for me.

call them grand, as they are, but that is what I wholeheartedly wish to see. I wonder how true those words may be.

Has? It is just beginning, fool. So, I suggest removing the talk of returning away until the dawn of the seventh day. Besides, I cannot have you try to conclude-

performances being my most requested.

Battler...

[ Her voice is unexpectedly low, with utmost seriousness. ]

The moment I uttered your name and accepted that invitation, is when I took your 'hand'. For better or worse, this mind of mine has decided to play this familiar-

better of her. ]

Forget the talk of silly rewards. I never needed any wish from the start. I gave up on the idea long ago. I was hoping to make things fun, but the audience is dreadfully silent and the atmosphere full of melancholy. I am not one for tragedies despite those-

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[ Battler's expression frightens her again. This warmth is full of false promises. It is asking for something that is not real. She rejects it yet knows she must honor the impossible. ]

Do not look at me like that.

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You should have expected this from the beginning.

your word as a gentleman. Should I win, then you shall become one of my darling men.

[ It was a pointless wish. Even if there was success, Battler could never join the thousands. The servant's memory would fade. She simply thought it would be fun. That is all. ]

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will affect him. ]

I have decided to give our little challenge a time limit. Surely you can handle a limit of seven days. Of course, all that effort should have its reward. How about it? The winner can request anything they want from the loser. A-n-y-t-h-i-n-g. ♡

dark eyes locked gazes with Battler. ]

All of that sounds wonderful. We could distract ourselves with what a peaceful day may be like, to escape our thoughts. However, this small talk can be a lot more fun.

[ She chuckles lightheartedly, predicting how her following words-

longer. Would you care to do the same? What a shame it would be to indulge too quickly and lose your ability to sense such beauty.

I cannot have my host retiring so soon, be it a bed or his imagination when their guest is right here, fufu.

She follows him with a bit of hesitance. At least the rain was calming. ]

A brilliant idea! A youthful night creates the strongest memories to last lifetimes. Still, I miss the magnificence of the sun. It must be a beautiful sight. I imagine it would be sweeter alongside some-