652 My people are tototos (below)

The next day, as foretold, we were to be driven out to work in the early morning.

All eight of our compatriots will be connected to the luggage. Today's luggage was packed exactly, not the ratio of yesterday's luggage.

Besides, the number of human beings is quite considerable. The total number seems to be over twenty, including the slightly longer Northerly Whirlwind you saw yesterday. It felt somewhat odd that all of them were deeply grated with the headscarves of their coats.

And one of them, a remarkably strange person, was also different.

Should I say ominous rather than odd? He is a long-lasting man, who wraps multiple cloths around his face for some reason, and shines grey eyes from the gap when the moonlight shines.

From what I saw, the ominous man and The Whirlwind of the North seemed to be the heads of this group.

The other, strangely busy man, also seemed to carry out the partition work, but the ominous man and the makeshift presence of the "Whirlwind of the North" are distinct. No human being existed as one in this incredible air on the ranch, our homeland.

But well, in any human being, my husband is my husband.

All we have to do is pull the luggage and run the ground. If it would have fed me a proper meal in between, I didn't even have the muscle to complain.

"Okay, let's go."

Under the decree of Whirlwind of the North, we rolled out to the streets.

It is a herd of eight tototosses in four luggage cars and more than twenty human beings. However, the majority of humans were on the carrier, so only four of them were out there pulling the reins.

First off, go out on the stone boulevard you passed yesterday as well, and take a leisurely walk. However, as they turned to the back of a certain building, each of the four humans crawled up to your table.

But that's a space with just a few open spaces, and I don't even see a way to run. Much thinking about it, "The Whirlwind of the North," which held the reins of my colleagues, has made me turn my neck towards the groves.

There, a narrow path was cut open.

There is no inconvenience for us to proceed, but the width of the luggage car almost feels too much. If we hadn't gone exactly down the middle of the road, we would have hit the tree with a luggage truck.

Moreover, the road is sloped and the gradient becomes tighter as it proceeds. Fortunately, I never got stuck running fast, so I was able to proceed in a natural foothold that didn't tire me out in vain.

That's how I climbed up that slope and finally got out on a road-like path.

Though the ground remains soil, it is flat, and the width is impeccable. This would have allowed me to run in my usual condition.

After all, it feels easier to run along a flat path than cursory down a steep path. We were supposed to run down that road in rows.

On the left and right of the road, trees line the stretch.

According to human conversation, this is not a grove, it's a forest. The trees and the trees fold together so much that we can't even look ahead at all. Beyond that, signs of various beasts lurking were felt.

My brothers never brought a thing called a beast up close besides a human. I have seen little birds dancing in the sky and little beasts running through the grass. In Dabbag, we talked about a lot more beasts being raised named Karon than Totos, but we were also never given the opportunity to see it.

But well, whatever beast there is in this world, I don't think there is one that can run as fast as Totos. If anything dangerous happens, we just have to get out of here.

At that time, we were unconsciously optimistic.

The road continues everywhere, somewhat curved. While scissoring a few short pauses, as we drove down the road, we eventually saw a lot of figures forward.

It is a flock of humans with shallow black skin.

Humans - I guess. At least, that's how it looks.

But they also bore completely different signs from the people we know.

In a nutshell, I feel a tremendous sense of strength. In fact, it was a heterogeneous atmosphere with such delusions as whether other beasts were wrapped around human skin.

"Hey, hey, sorry to keep you waiting. Best regards, Dari-Sautti"

"Oh, this way."

Among its shallow and black human beings, among others, a large body and, among other things, a powerful atmosphere, responded so to the "Whirlwind of the North".

"But you're a lot of people. Four guiding officers is enough, as promised, right?

"I know. I'm the head of the main house. I'm leaving the house, so my blood family just came out to drop me off.... and I wanted to see you for a second."

Apparently this is what has been on the subject since yesterday: the "people by the woods".

Yesterday's stall was only distant, and only the young daughters were there. But gathered on the spot are most of them swollen men. If these men chased me, I was going to run away until I fell on an empty stomach.

"... Dali, please be careful"

And one of the few women among them was speaking out to Dari-Sauti, a people by the woods as big as just now.

"Oh, I'm coming. Nice to meet you all in the settlement. Tomorrow evening, we'll be back."

"Yes, I look forward to your return"

That's how only four men, starting with Dali-Souti, got in the luggage.

The road is still there. My colleagues continued to run down the road, whipped by The Whirlwind of the North.

Thus, where the road was slightly narrower and about to go downhill, the fuselage was to draw the reins.

"This was the way out to the countryside, wasn't it? Now let's get out of the van."

All the luggage cars are stopped, and only the man holding the reins and the people by the woods descend to the ground. "Whirlwind of the North" smiled hazy, watching the forest on his left hand side.

"Now, I'd like a guide."

"Oh. I'll take the lead, so you guys turn left, right and rear."

After sending instructions to his compatriots, Dari-Sauti divides them into woods on foot. Then, surprisingly, the northern whirlwind, which held the reins, also began to follow.

If you look closely, there's something cut open there as well. However, it is a narrower and narrower path that you can rely on than the first path you went through. Now I hit my luggage truck and it seemed like I had no muscle to complain about.

"Hey, you're finally in the Morga Forest. My chest is pounding."

"Hmm. Did you have a special heart like that?"

"Of course it is. This must be the second time in ten years that people from the woods have set foot in Morga Forest."

Listening to such conversations, my colleagues were very restless.

The road is forgiven, the feet are bad, and the surroundings are full of signs of beasts. I thought I should run and run if the danger arose, but I can hardly run satisfied on such an evil road. It's all the more so when you're connected to a heavy luggage car or something. Whatever danger arose, there was no other way to believe that the men of the people by the woods would do something about it.

The neighboring striped compatriots are still walking with a stubborn face. Making, I guess it's a swallowing temper. At this time, the swallowing was so enviable.

Dari-Sautti, who is leading the way, sometimes stops at our feet, blinks his ears and explores the surrounding signs. Each time, we decided to figure out what was going to happen.

However, it seems that this was the result of caution, and no variation occurs. We even took that bleak path by stopping and repeating our progress.

"It's time to plug into Giva's territory. Let the fruits of the Giva be unleashed."

Eventually Dari-Sauti, who mentioned it that way, crushed the little nuts and began to descend on the luggage trucks and humans.

Occasionally, the unpleasant stench pollutes the air. If this were the case, even the fierce beast might have fled with his face in his face.

"Is that the fruit of the Giva exclusion? But you can't keep all the gibberishes away, can you?

"Uhm. But unless you're so hungry that you've lost me, this won't even get you close. There aren't many gibberishes around here, and if there were so many humans in this herd, normal gibberishes wouldn't even come close."

"Just in case, you mean. Thank you for the rare fruit of Giva."

"Hmm," he responded softly, then Dari-Sauti began to take the roadless path again.

How far will this forest last? Wouldn't it be time for the sun to hang on to Jomtien - and my sight opened to the pretense when my brother thought that way?

Once the deep forest was broken, it plugged into the rocks.

It is the ultimate killer landscape, formed of rocks. As he stepped in there, "The Whirlwind of the North" whistled.

"Is this the example rock? Although I've heard stories, I'm surprised there's such a rock in the woods."

"... What are you talking about with an example rock?

"Look, I'm talking about a chamber of commerce that was wiped out ten years ago. Was one of them talking about falling off a rocky cliff?

"Oh, you were talking about the man holding the hunter's necklace. … it's only recently that we were asked about it"

"In Accommodation Town, they said it was a reputation. No one bothered to tell the people around the woods."

Dari-Sauti had a bitter face on his head.

"Moving on for a while now, it's that cliff. Be careful not to slip the wheels of your luggage."

"I understand. Now let's move on."

They pull the reins, and my brother steps out without them. Fortunately, there are no more disturbing trees, but they are convex at the foot and difficult to walk, and rocking when the luggage truck wanders causes unwanted fatigue. Even though the view was good, this was an evil path that did not differ greatly from going through the woods.

"Oh, is this the cliff? This is definitely a dangerous place."

The Northern Whirlwind snapped swallowingly, so when I looked in the same direction, there was no ground there. We see a similar rock far beyond, and from between, we hear unfamiliar sounds. Apparently there was a huge crack running on the ground and a ton of water flowing through its bottom.

"If you fall out of here, it's impossible to crawl up on your own first. We'll have to head downstream to the Rant River and head back to the woods from there."

"You're swordswallowing. I'll be careful."

Looking at the dangerous cliffs on the left hand side, the group takes further steps.

Overhead, the birds are ringing. After all, the sun seems a lot higher.

When my colleague looked down at the glittering head of "The Northern Whirlwind" when it was time for a little pause - Dari-Sautti said, "Stop!" He gave a sharp voice.

Try to wear it around and the roar will echo when the thunder rings.

Furthermore, an inexplicable phenomenon erupted.

Sweet-scented nuts were thrown from the trees that stood on the opposite side of the cliff.

When the nut hit the luggage car, the sweet scent exploded.

And it is the beginning of a tragedy.

A vicious beast emerges in front of our eyes, who was not even sure. It is even a terrible beast, wrapped in dark fur on a round body. All ten of those beasts jumped out of the trees and rushed into this bunch.

"I see, this is how you beat Gibba"

"Whirlwind of the North" snapped with a voice containing laughter.

At the same time, the apparatus that was restraining my brother's torso was removed. The Northern Whirlwind has freed us from our luggage.

"If Totos runs me through this, I can't even open my eyes. If you have a god too, pray you can come back alive."

With those words, he was slapped in the ass with a leather whip.

There is no such thing as a god to pray for in Totos. My colleagues didn't understand what human beings call God in the first place, what it meant.

Either way, if you're free to run, you won't be caught up with that horrible beast either. Our brothers, along with their similarly liberated brethren, were to rush back the way they came.

On that back, some laugh hits me.

That was, apparently, some kind of giggling lurking on a tree.

"That's all your fate is... curse your own stupidity as you step into our woods and return your souls!

It was a voice full of disastrous resentment.

Comfortable as being slapped in the butt by that voice, we followed the scene of tragedy.

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Then how much time has passed?

When I realized, we were stuck in the woods.

I should have climbed back into the woods from the rocks and driven down the road I came from, but I can't finish the woods no matter how far I go. It was originally like there was no way out, so we seemed lost in a strange place.

There are only two compatriots in our midst. Apparently, two of the eight stayed on the spot without being released from the luggage truck, and the other three fell off as soon as they entered the woods.

Instead of my own, both are less familiar facial blushes. The striped compatriots brought in from the same Doug, the blackened feathers, and the yellowish feathers have all gone awry. After all, it seems that black and yellow were the dividers in the six heads between us and the addition of stripes, and they looked terribly meticulous when they fell off with it.

But well, the same is true of my brother who is mindful. Though the grass leaves to fill the belly grow at all costs, it was never a comfortable world there.

I feel the signs of a horrible beast all over the place that was just called Gibba, and other signs of a beast are also a hint. I wish I could run and get away with it, but my feet are bad, my branches are folded, and I don't think I can fully exert my powers with this. For us to survive, we had to make an escape from this forest at all costs.

The overhead is closed to forest ceilings, so we don't even know where the sun is.

Still, we just had to step out anyway.

Carefully continue walking through the branches of the tree, being careful not to let the roots of the tree take your feet. Previously, I didn't like it and run on the ground, but I must have never had a march like this that wasn't fun. In the meantime, we were thrown out into the wild.

So, before long - one crack of my countrymen made a queer, pitiful squeal.

Seeing, he's falling over the grass and waving his neck like crazy. Its right leg had been teased down to its leg by a sharp thorny crawling grass. I don't even know there's something like that lurking in the bush, and I guess I accidentally stepped in.

Our brothers let their beaks slap up to save their compatriots from the hate spreading grass.

But only slightly did my brother pull the spreading grass, and my countrymen let their voices rest when they were severed, hitting my neck on our neck. The spreading grass, as if it were eating on the feet of its compatriots with a firm will, was poking thorns with its disastrous sharpness all the way into the flesh.

If I had a clever fingertip like a human, I might have been able to loosen that up.

No, if you're a human, I'm sure you'll use some convenient tool to easily cut off this kind of spreading grass.

But Totos had no choice but to exchange it with us.

In this martial bone beak or hook claw, it just unnecessarily hurts my compatriots. We were so powerless that we couldn't get rid of one of these spreads.

And in the wild, powerlessness was a sin.

As if to embody that ruthless fate, a new threat was approaching us.

Guru...... and I hear a damp groan.

That's more than one.

A forest beast approached us without a herd.

sounds like stepping on a sledge of grass and the first one shows up.

It was not Gibba, but another beast.

It's smaller than Gibba's, but its fallen eyes are burning to starvation. Even the beast that faces us for the first time was instinctively understandable that it was in a position to prey on us.

Think about it, I never felt more hungry for Gibba than I did earlier. Gibba wasn't trying to eat us, she was losing me to some anger and pushing on. Thus, this new beast had clearly identified us as food.

My compatriots, caught in the crawling grass, get up at the same time as they make a shitty scream. The spreading grass was slashed a thousand times, but its evil thorns relentlessly tore apart the flesh of his compatriots, causing them to crush bright red blood. But the compatriots began to run at a glance, not long before they could blame themselves for such a thing.

I guess my survival instincts have waned more than my pain. My brother-in-law and the other compatriot, who stood still, finally got me back and fled in the same direction.

But after all, my fellow citizens who have hurt their legs are unable to exert their original power. He should have escaped first, but he was quickly overtaken by us, and his appearance kept moving further and further back.

On its back, a chased beast jumps.

My compatriots have fallen to the ground.

On top of that, many beasts fold together. That number seemed to extend to about seven heads.

From what I heard later, it was a Mundo beast.

It is called a meat eater, etc., which is supposed to only light up the flesh of a dead beast, but when it is too hungry, it also strikes raw prey. Besides, the dull beast of movement and so on seemed to be the target of outfits for them.

Either way, we're going to lose our countrymen again.

Mundt was a much smaller beast than Totos, but the idea of fighting us at that time never sprouted. Mundt was the predator, and we were the predator. We were instinctively reminded of that fact.

That's how our, miserable raw began.

Only the belly must be fully filled, while always frightened by the shadow of death. It was harsh raw.

As I thought, Gibba didn't seem to make us the target of predation, and even if we saw that look from time to time, it didn't strike us quickly.

But if you lose me in anger, like those Gibbs I saw first, I don't know what will happen. There was no guarantee in these woods that I could run faster than Gibba, so I had to prepare for everything.

Besides Gibba and Mundt, the forest was full of different threats.

One of those threats was the third day my countrymen began to wander through the woods. The snake fell from the top of his head and bit him in the back.

It's hard to imagine such a little viper trying to prey on Totos. So I'm sure the viper accidentally fell over his compatriots, and that's what got him rampaged, so he followed his own survival instincts to a situation where he would launch a poisonous fang attack.

Together, we were to lose our last compatriots.

It was in such a terrible forest that we were to live in solitude without being able to rely on anyone.

What was coming to our hearts was a feeling of immense powerlessness.

I guess Totos, raised by humans, has no power to live in the wild. If there is a human on this back, and he manipulates us to crush the enemy and manipulate the reins, I'm sure he will do his job - we were not equipped to exchange it of our own free will. Unless you let go of your instincts as a weak man cursing this mind by human command, you can't help but squeeze your temper to fight your predator opponent.

We were lonely.

It would have been the first time in my life that I had craved the existence of others with such strong thoughts.

but oddly enough, what my colleagues crave was a human being, not a compatriot.

Well, where I was touring with other tototos here, I can't escape the threat of the forest. When I shared this feeling of powerlessness with my compatriots, it was inexplicable.

But apart from those immaterial thoughts, we wanted human beings.

I want humans to show me the right path. It must be man's role and responsibility to do so, because it must be men who have deprived us of the power to live in the wild. My brother believed and did not doubt it that way.

The humans who raised us on the ranch - or The Whirlwind of the North, who bought us from those humans - whoever it is, I want you to hold the reins that are dragging us to this ground. My brother left the woods alone with such painful thoughts in his chest.

Thus, on the day of the loss of his last compatriots, the next day - wandering through the woods, it is the fifth day.

On that day, we had an amazing encounter.

In the woods, he encountered the people of the Dari-Sauthi forest.

"What, you... why are there tototos and all that in the woods?

Dari-Sauti also looked quite surprised.

He wraps a cloth around his head and arms and lets his blood soak up there. After all, it wasn't intact, but Dari-Sautti was alive again.

Instead of Dari-Sauti, there were also two men. I didn't recognize you there, but I still look open to surprise. And there was a knife in his hand.

"Right. You're the tototos that Camua-Josh let escape into the woods. I didn't know you were still wandering around in the woods... how you didn't have to return your soul"

"What do you do, Parent Dali? These guys could devour the grace of the woods if left alone"

"Right. For now, we just have to get him back to the settlement. Let's talk to Donda-Lou about the rest."

Thus did our fathers, by the guidance of the people by the woods, take them out of the woods.

That was such an abrupt event that our colleagues were to be taken aback, before rejoicing.

Besides, I'm sure you shouldn't have been happy. Had I been happy there, I'm sure my brother would have been thrust to the bottom of his disappointment later. Our ordeal had not yet come to an end.

We spent that evening in the house where Dari-Sauti lived, and the next day, we were to be taken to another house - but the fate of the ordeal was waiting for us there.

"What is this? What the hell are you going to do, bring something like this to Luu's settlement?

The man had stated so with a grunting voice.

He is a people by the woods, no less large than Dari-Sauti and full of a stronger sense of strength than Dari-Sauti. He had also grown hairs in the lower half of his face, and those around him called the man Donda-Lou.

And it is the daughter by the woods, not Dari-Sauti, who is relative to its Donda-Lou. Dari-Sautti stopped by another house on the way and handed over our figure to this daughter. My daughter was called Ama Min-Rutim.

"Dari-Sauti has a hunter's job, so he told me to deliver it to Donda-Lou. How should this toss be handled?

"Is that what I found out! If it's what Dari-Sauti found, you can do what Dari-Sauti likes!

Then, from the gap in the doorboard at the front door, the little toddler peeked into his face.

"Hey, hey, aren't we done talking yet? Limi, I want to play with Totos."

"Funny! Until we're done talking, don't come in!

"What the heck. Donda, your dad's kick-ass!

When the toddler gave his tongue, he disappeared beyond the doorboard. He seems to have quite the barbaric courage even though he is such a little girl.

My brother was no longer comfortable living just because he was relative to such a horrible person. Wouldn't it even be easy to snap Totos' neck if he was as thick an arm as that whole? To the point of stirring up such a sense of crisis, this forestside people named Donda-Lou had a tremendous sense of power and strength.

"Dari-Sauti will stay at Rutim's house today and learn the moves of blood drainage and dismantling, so I guess his head is pointing that way. He wanted to leave this tototos to Donda-Lou."

"... then take off your feathers and turn them into meat. If it were Fa's house, he would take on the role with joy and courage."

"Yeah? So are you sure?

That's right, that's right, and my brother was also cheering on Ama Min-Rutim inside. I remember hearing that Totos, who is old and can no longer work, is made into meat, but as an ingredient, it is below. My colleagues and others are young tototosses that have finally just been put up for sale, so any more useful use should have been left behind.

but donda-lu had no heart of mercy.

"... if I had left such a thing at home, the rim would be set on. Before you know anything strange about it, just finish it."

"Really...... then why don't you leave it to Asta? If you're a town human and an itchy deep asta, can you handle it correctly?"

"Whatever you want, get him out of Lew's house. Meat doesn't have to be delivered here."

Therefore, we were to be taken out to another house again.

The footsteps are meant to be heavy. Our fate was no longer the same with the fire of an oiled candlestick.

Ama Min-Rutim is the only one holding the reins of my colleague, and the only one walking with me is a Rimi-Rou toddler like you just did. If we kick them both with our feet, it will also be easy to escape - Totos is a beast that lives with humans. Even if the human side was trying to devour us, it seemed like something was off the road to try to escape by harming humans.

Besides, if you harm the people by the woods, the people by the woods will follow you. I don't feel like I can get away safely with being chased by those horrible powerful men. We thought that the people by the woods were such a more powerful species than Gibba and Mundt and Viper.

Besides - it was the people of the woods, Dali-Souti, who rescued us from the woods. Harm Ama Min-Lutim and others, who are also his Dari-Sauti compatriots, doesn't make much sense. If the lives saved by the people of the woods are eaten by the people of the woods and become their flesh, is that the fate that we have to enjoy?

In this way, our colleagues were led to the final venue of judgment, as they diligently consolidated their readiness even in their thoughts.

It is a small wooden house, called Fa's house by Ama Min-Rutim and others.

We met Asta there.

"Hey, hey, what is it? Why are there tototos or something by the woods?

So my brother decided to feel the irony of destiny.

It was a young man from the woods with yellow skin, who worked in a street.

Speaking of which, this asta young man was selling something called giva food. That is why he was to be frightened of his mission to make us flesh.

but Asta seemed annoyed by the mission.

It was also how Ama Min-Rutim and the young children who were Limi-Luu thought that we should not be turned into meat. To Rimi-Lou, he was in tears in his eyes, defending me against eating my children.

But to relax, it's too early. Some time later, Asta's family, who came home, had a similar look to Donda-Lou to gaze at us.

"... Donda-Lou is something that's been pushing nasty again. I don't feel like eating Totos meat or anything."

"Yeah. So I'm going to talk to Camua-Josh and think about the future."

So my brother, oh, and I was to lean my neck.

However, it was only slightly remembered that Dari-Sautti had called the "Whirlwind of the North" by its name.

Perhaps we will be returned to the "Whirlwind of the North"?

And - will they take me into that dreadful forest again?

Thinking of it that way, our minds grew stiff and heavy. As long as it was scattered in the woods by munts, it would have been more comfortable to fit in the human stomach to still be saved.

In conclusion, however, a different fate was prepared for my colleagues.

After a slight disturbance, we were to be taken to Fa's house.

Moreover, in the whirlpool of the noise, my brother was fortunate to reunite with his three compatriots.

He is a fellow striped, a fellow blackened feather, and a fellow yellowish feather. It was a story that they also encountered and were to be rescued from the forest people in the forest.

The striped brethren were to be taken to the house of Luu, where Donda-Lu and Limi-Luu dwelt, the yellowish feathered brethren to the house of Sauti, where Dari-Sauti dwelt, and the blackened feathered brethren to a place called the settlement of the north, respectively.

We have finally gained our resting place.

Besides, the humans in Fa's house don't even think of it as dew, for example, to take our people into the woods. Asta was telling Ai-Fa that she could buy a luggage truck and was going to let us pull it off.

That is what I am for as Totos.

I don't know about the truth, but for us, that was the truth. Along with humans, he eats grass leaves and fills his hunger while doing his job of pulling luggage. That was supposed to be the right path for us to take.

"... Totos is a strange beast."

On the night of the fourth day after he was brought to Fa's house, Ai-Fa was crushing like that.

It is about that day, when all disturbances have finally subsided and our stature has officially become the depository of Fa's house. Finally gaining a restful place, my brother was resting in a place called the earth to heal his hard work for some time here.

I'm sure Ai-Fa thinks my brother is already asleep. Sneaking a thin glance to check, Ai-Fa stared at me about my brother with a terribly calm look.

When we first met, I was so quiet and tender in my eyes that I was caught up in the thought of whether this was really the same person with a person with such a frustrating face.

She began to see me as a family.

On the second day I met him, he was on my brother's back, running down the road. Even though it was a story that I had never been on Totos before, its hands-on judgment was brilliant. It was as if Ey-Fa's mind and thoughts were flowing in through the reins and where his body was touching.

Maybe Ey-Fa had the same feeling. After getting off my brother's back, this bud of kindness already existed in Ey-Fa's eyes.

I knew Totos should be with humans.

By meeting Asta and Ai-Fa, we were so strongly convinced of it.

I'm sure these masters will show us the right path.

How happy it was to be thought that way. My three compatriots, who were taken over by the extra house, were in the mood to pray so that they could have the same peace.

Will man pray to God at a time like this?

But I am Totos. I don't have a God to pray for, and I don't know what God is like. So, fortunately for my compatriots, I just had to remember that in my heart.

In the meantime, Ai-Fa and Asta are still talking.

It's a quiet voice that makes my sleep wander. But the voice was firmly in our ears. Ai-Fa and Asta had devised my name.

"Then let's gill it. It doesn't sound beautiful in Gilru-Fa, but I'm not giving this guy a Mr., so okay."

That's what Ai-Fa said.

Asta doesn't try to answer anything. I was just staring back at Ey-Fa, looking like he had been hit in the chest somehow.

"Don't you mind eating that, too?

"No -" Asta shook her head, as she woke up from her dreams when Ai-Fa overlapped words like that.

"I think that's a good name too. You have a sweetheart, and you're perfect for this guy."

"Well," he said, and Ai-Fa smiled.

More than ever, it was a gentle smile. There was an equally gentle smile on Asta's face in return.

Apparently, that determined my brother's name.

My people are tototos. His name is Gill.

Our colleagues decided to close their eyelids with a sense of unspeakable fullness in their chests.