It was a pair of bright eyes, long eyelashes, a small nose, and a cherry mouth that constantly came out with gentle words. The smooth and supple face, the worried eyes and the confident smile on the face all attract me, and all of them are under the light.

"Why do I ......hesitate?" "Why do I hesitate?" Haven't I already decided to follow my parents' wishes and survive well? Why do I have the idea that I don't want to implicate her?]

"It's fine. I'm here, and I'll protect you. Instead of feeling dirty and unsightly, the girl approached herself, took herself in her arms, as her mother had done, and hugged herself tightly, patting her on the back and comforting herself.

"No, you can't protect me. He struggled to break free from her embrace, saying bad things about her, and feeling sorry for her and trying to escape.

"You're the Nether. The girl immediately recognized her identity, but she did not feel the slightest sense of surprise or fear, as if she had taken it for granted, and had the feeling of seeing her own kind. Is it because of her smile, or her gentle movements, or because of her confident expression. 】

"How do you know?" Orange regretted it a little. Maybe she was just tempting, but she told the other party the answer directly, as if it was delivered to the door, and it was free shipping.

"Don't worry. The girl seemed to see through her nervousness, and opened her hands to indicate that she had no weapons in her hands, and that wings of different colors were spread out on her back.

"I don't know why, I don't have the blood of a fallen angel, but I can stretch out my black wings. The girl touched her wings as if she were a precious treasure in her hands.

"Are you too?" saw the two black and white wings, which did not seem to be fake, and involuntarily walked up, trying to reach out with a little dirt hand to touch the smooth wings.

"Hmm. Still, I don't know how many creatures like me exist. The girl turned and crouched down, not in the slightest of giving her back to a stranger to herself.

He looked at the bright and smooth wings, and the dirt on his hands, and washed them with the little magic he had left, condensed some water, and then reached out to touch the light and the darkness in the light.

"It's soft. The girl's words startled her somewhat vigilant self at once, and she ripped off her feathers, not a little, not one, but a handful, and the remaining wings felt like a fine work of art that had been damaged, missing important parts, and becoming imperfect and difficult to see.

The girl let out a cry of pain because of this, and she curled up in fright, squatted down with her legs, put her hands on her head, and shrunk into a small ball to reduce the damage caused by the other party's anger.

He was once caught by a strong man, and instead of sending himself to the demon, he adopted himself, but after he accidentally knocked over his strange materials, he was beaten and driven out, and he suffered much less damage because of the curled up in a ball.

And now that's how I've angered her, although I have a cute appearance, but I didn't have it before, and I'm a little sloppy and I'm not cute anymore, although the other party and myself are the same kind in a sense, but I and the demon may not be the same kind in a sense, but now it's the demon who is chasing and killing me, and the bounty on my own is also a demon, and I can only reduce my exposure area......

That's not how the script is written. The anger did not come, or was suppressed by the other party, because of pity? Maybe, after all, he also received more or less help by this look.

"Don't worry, I'm your family, and my family won't be angry about this little thing. The girl only stopped the bleeding for herself, and came over to soothe herself, and treated herself gently.

I don't know why I followed her willingly, or in a daze, to her house, to take a shower, to dress up. A brand new self has appeared.

It was lovely. Commenting on himself in the mirror. It didn't help, though. Dressed up so beautifully, so cute, so eye-catching, maybe you'll find out soon.

A huge surprise fell directly on me, as if it had been a rain for a long time. At that time, I naively thought that I would be able to hide from the eyes of the demons and live happily with the girl.

Although it is a little awkward for me to transform into a boy's form, I can't take care of myself so much in order to survive.

After that, the girl never saw her wings again, she always said that because of the conflict between light and dark, she would riot with magic power if she used too much, in fact, I knew that she was comforting herself, because every feather was a precious treasure of the angels, and a magic medium like a magic crystal. If a part is lost, it is difficult to repair it.

can only suppress this matter for the time being and slowly repay her.

In fact, I understand her mind, and I understand the abnormal relationship with her that seems to be in the eyes of the humans around me.

It's just that I like this feeling very much.,The general feeling of falling in love with a girl.,Watching her blushing and talking to herself about kissing games.,The necessity of mending demons.,She looks like she doesn't want to be upright.,But enjoy your love with her.。

In fact, she doesn't need to hide it at all, because the ghost can't have normal fertility, the proportion of homosexuals is very high, although she has no homosexual tendencies, but she is a girl who she likes, yes, because she is a girl who she likes.

I want to be with her forever, even if the future is bumpy, even if it is full of thorns, I have to go on, keep going, because with her, the happiest, the happiest, with her, everything is fine.

However, why did God have to play tricks on himself, the demon became friends with us, and the other dimension was in danger, and the girl died on the way back.

However, this may be a test, a test of love. I quietly waited for her resurrection, her rebirth, to be with her again, to protect her, to be separated from her again.

Although she doesn't remember me, she has other women and beats me.

But that's okay. It really doesn't matter, as long as she's there, she likes me, loves me, and stays with me.

Why is it happening again? Are we really angry together?

No, it's not, it's just a test, and she'll definitely pick me up. Definitely.

This is?

Feathers fall from the sky.

It is the light, it is the salvation, it is the eternal and unchanging, one's beloved.

She spoke her thoughts.

"I'm here to pick you up. ”

"It's good to come, I've been waiting for a long time. "I grabbed those hands, I grabbed my happiness.