Please enter the text, is he happy? Because of the company of a bird?

When he realized his thoughts, he immediately felt ashamed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 It turns out that I am so depressed now, even down, that when there is a bird with me, my heart will overflow with that joy.

"What if I say no?" After a moment of rejoicing in his heart, the unknown bird in the palm of his hand muttered again.

"Do you have what it takes to say no?" He sneered.

Now, he doesn't have a mirror, so he can't see his face clearly. However, from that tone, from the evil that he could feel, he was ashamed of this domineering, but he could not deny that in the face of this shame, what covered the shame was an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

Now, a strange atmosphere hung between the bird and him. The atmosphere seemed a little rigid and incomprehensible, as if it was a thick layer of haze that enveloped them in one person and one bird.

"Okay." In the end, it was the bird who compromised. "To be honest, I want a companion too."

When the bird said this, it seemed that there was something strange about it.

Now, however, his expression was so straightforward that he was blinded to the fact that he could not see the scenery around him, even the slightest strangeness of the bird.

"Alright, let's go together." Eventually, he summed it up in his own words.

'Well, since you say so, let's be together.' At the end of the day, the bird became bold.

Now, in his hands, the bird had stopped trembling. Because, such close contact, the bird also discovered something that could not be seen clearly when standing at a distance, that is, in fact, this man did not look as terrible as he seemed at first, in fact, perhaps, he was still a very gentle person. It's just that the bird doesn't seem to be able to see through him now, because it can feel that this man, now his heart is struggling in a kind of chaos.

In that case, let us begin our journey. He looked at the bird, at the moment lying quietly in the palm of his hand, and finally, he was relieved.

The night is much clearer now, and the original chaos is now much reduced because he has a companion of another race.

Perhaps, people need companionship after all. With companionship, a person can blow out the oppressive dim and obscure things in the depths of his heart. It makes you feel relaxed, makes you feel happy, and blissful.

'Okay, now, let's hit the road. Now the bird also spoke.

'I'll give you a name. After walking a few steps, the man said.

'My name is Colorless, I already have a name, and I don't need your help. The bird said, its voice sounding a little sour.

"Oh?" He didn't expect that this bird would have a name. He felt that a bird should not have a name. It was originally a bird.

"Yes, I have a name." The bird kept calling, "My name is Colorless, my name is Colorless。。。。。 ”

"What colorless, what kind of broken name is this?" Now, he almost wanted to roar at it so loudly that it would make the bird unable to survive. But, in the end, he didn't. Because, he knows that he is actually a good person. A good person, he can't say such bastard words and behave like such bastards.

"My name is colorless, whether you like it or not, my name is colorless, colorless and transparent colorless, hum." Eventually, the bird was annoyed, and it kept nagging at him before it fell silent.

"Okay, colorless." Now, seeing that this bird is so persistent, he has also relaxed his mentality. Well, now that he has company, this is a new thing that has appeared in the course of his journey.

Originally, his personality was independent, maverick, almost a quality and characteristics that he had from his very beginning. And now, to his own shame, he actually wished he had a companion. And, for the quality of this companion, he seems to have reached the point of indiscriminateness. It seems that seeing that he regards this bird as so precious, therefore, his choice of companions, the bottom line cannot be lowered.

In this way, he made a profound irony in his mind about his present situation. And after the irony, he put these chaotic thoughts aside. After all, he thinks he's still a good person. An excellent person naturally does not dwell too much on this weak characteristic of his own weakness.

Now, since instinct, out of his instinct for fear of loneliness, he had chosen a bird to keep by his side, and he had done so. Don't be emotional, that's it. Now, all he needed to do was to keep holding the sword in his hand and move on.

He knew that since he had chosen this path, there was no turning back. He is so stubborn, so stubborn that his obsession with some things is almost to the point of idiocy. If a road is not bright, it is dark, and he will go down.

"You're so cold." Now, the bird was lying in the palm of his hand, and it looked pleasant and comfortable. Perhaps, now the bird has adapted to the temperature in the palm of his hand. At this moment, he looked at the bird, and felt that the bird was so unscrupulous that it was almost lying on all fours in the palm of his hand, and he described the feeling as if it were on the beach in the summer, and the human being was lying on the back chair, bare more of his skin, to enjoy the warm caress from the sun.

He looked at the bird's appearance and couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Now, he even has the idea that he wants to switch places with this bird. He would rather the one lying in the palm of his hand now be himself, rather than the bird that has nothing to do with him.

However, he also understood that his palm, that was the place where he could not lie down. If he had used superhuman mana to squeeze himself in, he wouldn't have felt the same way as this bird. Now, therefore, there was nothing in his body which would give him hope or pleasure except that jealous state of mind.

Eventually, he sighed.

"I said, you're so cold." Perhaps because he had not answered his own words, but had looked at him with a near-retarded look that it now seemed somewhat familiar, the bird threw out a sour word again.