Gear Drive

Hanabishi's heir.

Now that golden girl is gone.

Damn, I had a hell of a 15-year-old.

I've lived for a little over 300 years.

I've never seen an adventurer with so much vegan chickens.

Oh, the lady wasn't an adventurer yet...

"Hmm... I finally left you..."

I have a mask.

That girl (Antti) brought me, a memorable man's mask.

I don't even know the name, it belongs to the person I first fell in love with.

"Take it, I wanted it..."

I remember the dawn of yesterday.

The morning burn was a beautiful orange day.

Evacuate the top of the chimney and look at my daughter.

Dancing in the morning sun, two tied hair.

A roaring golden armor that wraps around your whole body.

Glowing in gold, star gears.

Floating up in the light,

Small, crowned,

Be gentle, be a gear man.

Sora, fantastic, it was a sight.

All sights, orange.

The golden princess, there, looked as if she had been attached.

It was like an illustration of a picture book.

Glitter, you're not shining.

I don't know.

I don't know if you call it kindness.

This mask (...) takes that lady (...)

I even felt like there was (...) to support it.

It's important, so I wanted to entrust it to that girl...

"Bubba-chan!!

"Ba-chan! I've given Antti a bouquet!!

"Hmm? Ho, right. No, no, no!

Damn, if the flower guard asks, he's going to fall.

Precious spiritual flowers, bouquets, etc.

Knock it off.

But, well, there is so much.

I don't care if I forgive you for just a little bit.

"Were you happy?

"I was about to cry!

"It was!

"Hikaru! Right, no, no, no!

─ ─ ─ Flowers are sometimes given to people!

"... Hey, Ba-chan"

"Hmm? What? No"

"I talked to Larara yesterday..."

What are you talking about?

"Ba-chan, what can I do to the" Hanakami "keeper?

"Nah-nah!!

Lololololol... what are you talking about?

"Lolololol... you know what eyes you've been seeing..."

"... both Dad and Mom, they were protecting the flowers, weren't they?

"I know Larara too! I was fighting to protect the flowers!

Yes, these children are the guardians of pureblood flowers, children.

The children of the last of those who remained, when they that were in the elves had forsaken everything and travelled.

"... Lorolo, Larara. Flowers are creatures. I can't tell you how great we are to" protect "..."

"But when these flowers are full, they say we can create a place where there are no demons!

"We want to try!

"That's every flower protector!

"You... forgot what happened in the village? What's the point in protecting flowers that don't exist? Wasn't Nene disdained...?

Of those who despise, and die, children.

About 30 years ago, only once, when I returned to the village.

Only two were left, children.

I took these children.

I broke up dead, my master's children (...).

That village, he said, has moved somewhere.

Throw everything away and go to a new place.

"You will not be tied to such an old cliché..."

Times are changing.

These kids are celebrating a new era.

My thoughts are old.

half elf, but inherited the flower guard,

My foolish thoughts......

"Hey, I'm telling you, Ba-chan!

"Ha, it's weird!

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Lorolo says, hands wide open in the sky.

Lara cries and says.

"Protect flowers that don't? Look at that!

"So much, so much, so much!

"" I can't believe there are no flowers (...), not (...)!! "

─ ─ ─ Like on a cloud, on one side, in a flower garden.

…………

………………

Oh......... no.

Do you want to take over (...)?

To these kids.

Later, I thought I'd just deliver these kids to the city and die.

Oh, oh, dear Nene......!

Your child will take over your will...!

I don't know if I (...) am the half elf in the meantime...!

Not yet, don't die.

You're not gonna die.

I got a job.

Thanks to that golden daughter.

The last part of my life, my (...) job.

Two, get out, get down on your knees.

"? Ba-chan?

I'm not going to be tied to an old cliché.

Well, only now, I have to tell you.

A ritual of thought, passed down from time immemorial.

I, too, was told by Lady Nene.

So, that thought must be put into words......!

the body,

Put your hands on your shoulders.

Let's spin. Timeless words.

Don't tell me. I thought I'd die, make a pledge.

Because of this, it's suitable for you.

Because there are beautiful flower gardens.

24th Generation, The Witch of the Flower Guard,

When Bababa Flannett,

Here, I declare!

Lorolo Argynes,

Lara Argynes,

25th generation, floral protector;

shall be the heir of the witch,

Everything in my kingdom.

I swear to God!

The two children were, at first, Kyoton, but gradually their souls dwelt in their eyes, healthy and replied.

"" ─ ─ -Yes!!

"Damn, I can't forgive you...!

"" Eh. "

─ ─ It was then.

─ ─ ─ ─ Vuwong...!

"! What!

"Ba-chan! Look!"

"Nah-nah, my God!

The mask was floating in the universe.

Gentle, let the golden light out.

The light, overflowing from the mask,

Eventually, it becomes a snail for people (...).

"Are you..."

Nostalgic, silhouette of light.

You can't be wrong to look at it.

It's that guy (...).

Well, you showed it to me.

My vows.

Final determination.

familiar,

How familiar.

"... is it going?

I knew it.

You said you wanted to go.

Yeah, don't knock on the flower guardian witch.

You must have wanted to protect me.

Um (...), kind-hearted (...), gear user (...).

The man of light, staring.

The lady, she's gone, she's in the woods.

Something (...), to the lady (...), you had (...).

"Go, snack."

…………

"I want you to help that lady. He gave me hope to live.... to you, see me again, that lady!

…………

Cochlear, and a man of light, nodded.

Me and him, we really are.

"-----------Yes, just one"

…………

"Can you tell me your name? It always makes me nervous to ask my name."

Yeah, that's my bad ass.

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The masked man approached me softly, in his ear, and whispered.

─ ─ ─ When I realized, he was gone.

"".................. Bha-chan...?

"... ku"

"" Huh?

"Come on..."

Hey, what...?

How dare you blow a horror?

"Or..." Oh, my God!

Damn, don't grab an old man!

What a name. No!

If that's true, I can be a (...) heroine in a picture book (...)!!