Yes, as Mr. Zero left, Annott followed with her little salute and panting.

Mr. Zero didn't ask anything, just silently took the pack and motioned for her to get into the carriage.

Mr. Zero sat at opposite ends of the road and didn't talk to her along the way.

"......" was the petite nun who spoke first, "Mr. Zero, why don't you ask me why I'm following?"

"The number of days is fixed. Mr. Zero replied blandly, "No need to ask." ”

“......”

"Is Mr. Zero the kind of person who is superstitious about fate?" Annott continued, after a period of silence, "I always thought that Mr. Zero was the kind of person who regarded fate as nothing, and did not hesitate to trample on luck or something. ”

"It is not fate that can be changed, but just a misreading by mortals. The so-called courage to change fate is just a god of fate that has long been determined. Mr. Zero said this as if he were a narrator.

“...... Mr. Zero, are you so depressed?"

The angel frowned, his hands on his hips, and he looked like he wanted to preach. However, with its petite figure, it can only be said to be cute and not majestic.

"What's so frustrating?" he smiled, "why does Annott care about this?"

He saw that the silver pupils of Annott, which had given people a sense of weakness, had turned into a dazzling gold that seemed to burn brightly.

"......" The short girl changed to a posture of holding her hands on her chest and turned her face away.

"Haha. Well, listen up, Annnott. ”

Mr. Zero rubbed Annott's head, and was slapped off by her disgusted hand.

"I humbly submit to the mighty arrangements of fate, but that does not stop me from looking down on fate arrogantly. ”

"And at the end of the day, what difference does everything we do happen to be arranged by fate or not controlled by others?"

"After all, it's all made by our own hands. Good things are still good things, and bad things are still bad things. It doesn't change if you're manipulated like a marionette or not. ”

"The so-called fate arrangement is like to me like a god who doesn't do it himself. ”

"Whether it exists or not, what it looks like, has nothing to do with me. We can't know what they're arranged, and we can't change it in the slightest, and that's none of our business. ”

"Just try to do it in the best direction you can. ”

That is, you are destined to fail in your mission, but after all, it is because you are not good enough to fail.

What's the difference between fate and fate not dooming you to fail, but you still fail?"

"The one who shouts every day that he breaks his fate, and that my life is up to me, is the ignorant.

And if success or failure is attributed to fate, isn't it the rhetoric of the cowardly and incompetent?"

"Someone behind Annnott—perhaps the real Annnott who has never lost his memory—are you satisfied with my explanation?"

The only sound of breathing in the silence remained in the carriage.

Annott had been asleep in her seat for a long time. The corners of his mouth moved slightly from time to time, and he didn't know if he was talking in a dream or dreaming of something delicious in his dream.

Mr. Zero couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

“...... Eh, Mr. Zero, what are you laughing at?" asked Annott in a trance as she raised her hands and rubbed her eyes, yawning with a sleepy expression.

The pupils are silver again.

Immediately, she seemed to wake up a little, and instantly lowered her head and buried her face, so that Mr. Zero could only see the tips of her ears, which instantly turned red.

“...... Isn't it ridiculous......" Annott muttered timidly, looking extremely shy, "My sleep is ......"

"Not ridiculous, not ridiculous at all...... Hahaha......"

"Mr. Zero, you, are you perfunctory to me again......"

"No, really. Mr. Zero gently comforted the petite Angel Lady, "Go back to sleep, it's still a long time before it arrives." ”

"Oh...... Oooh......" She closed her eyes again, but the slightly fluttering eyelids actually revealed the fact that she wasn't asleep. So she looked more like a nun with her eyes closed.

"That's nice. Mr. Zero sighed slightly and looked into the distance, then withdrew his gaze after a few seconds, picked up a random book from his suitcase, and flipped through it casually.