The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　"No, it's nothing. I just saw it wrong. Let's go to sleep first. This is the first time you and I will sleep together. It's a very memorable event, so we must be prepared."

　The girl nodded somewhat dazedly, and then was carried by Meilushin into the quilt which still had some warmth left.

　Their white foreheads were pressed tightly against each other, and their warm breath hit their faces from time to time.

　A little itchy, but not unpleasant.

　The girl smiled softly and then slowly closed her eyes.

　But I'm sorry, maybe it's better not to let my sister know about some things.

　The tightly closed eyes opened again.

　Looking at Meilushin who was still holding her tightly in her arms, as if afraid that she would disappear, the girl smiled gently, then looked at Meilushin's cheek and began to empty her mind.

　The long-lost peaceful daily life has begun.

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　It's not me... It's not me... It's not me...

　No... No... No...

　Happy...Delighted...Excited...

　Regret...sadness...anger...

　I had that nightmare again.

　I killed Aurora with my own hands, and then I killed my own sister with my own hands.

　It was clearly just a dream, but I couldn't wake up as if I had lost control of my body.

　It was just a dream.

　But the heart-wrenching pain deep in my heart is so real.

　I personally stroked Aurora's neck, and then—

　Pierced my sister's heart.

　Then everything will return to normal.

　Except myself.

　Except for the self in the mirror, which was stained with blood that could not be washed off.

　On his face, on his hands, on his dress, and on his armor.

　The person in the mirror had a smile on his face that didn't belong to him.

　The ghosts of the past caught up with me.

　Regret never changing from the beginning.

　I have done something unforgivable, a sin that cannot be forgiven.

　Because of love, one degenerates and becomes ugly because of love.

　This is my original sin as a fairy.

　I know very well...

　I am covered in blood and am dirty. I am not worthy of being a sister.

　Zig is a pure child.

　Then, I made the innocent child go through many things that he shouldn't have gone through.

　Growth is accompanied by pain, and only great pain can make people (Sieg) continue to grow.

　I am an unworthy

　The sister of the job.

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　I messed up my relationship with Percival, and then I messed up my sister's growth again.

　You must have been through a lot.

　Although the smile on his face remained the same, the fatigue hidden within it could not be hidden.

　It must be very uncomfortable, with no one to vent your anger on.

　It must be painful, not being able to fully release your emotions.

　This is my original sin. That dream was not a nightmare. It was just the future that I have been avoiding and unwilling to face.

　My ending, the ending as a fairy.

　My sister is dead. I stabbed her through the heart.

　My sister has died once, and miracles will not always favor the same person.

　The guilt and remorse that almost overwhelmed me came flooding in like a tide.

　Then--

　The golden flames turned into sharp blades and tore through space.

　Meilushin opened her eyes wide in disbelief, crystal tears overflowed from her eyes, and then she flew upwards due to the backlash of magic.

　Why am I crying?

　"Very good--"

　A hot embrace wrapped around him, and there were shocking lines on the white arms, and the magic power flowing in them was like magma.

　"Zig!"

　Even if the voice is full of vicissitudes and fatigue, even if it is someone he has never seen before.

　Meilushin still recognized the "girl" at the first moment.

　It envelopes you like the sun, dispelling all malice and sin.

　I couldn't speak, and there were no words I could say.

　All I have is the bitter heartache.

　"I see... Seeing my sister again is already a blessing for me..."

　The best thing ever.

　I can see it again...

　I thought I didn't have enough power to reappear. Is it because of Britain?

　But despite this, it was just a one-time flash in the pan.

　This was the last she could do.

　"If you cry, you won't be pretty at all, okay?"

　After wiping away the tears from the corners of Meilushin's eyes with her fingers, the girl smiled gently, and then her figure began to gradually disappear.

　This is the end——

　Let's make this story what we wrote it to be.

　I--

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　"Well...well..."

　Meilushin, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, murmured from time to time, her brows furrowed and then relaxed, her forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and the arms that were holding the girl began to become more and more powerful.

　"Did you have a nightmare, sis?"

　The girl instantly came to her senses and looked at Meilushin. Magic power slowly gathered in her hands, and then projected a handkerchief.

　He gently pulled her out of Meilushin's arms, and with his slender fingers, he gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief.

　The magic circuit slowly lit up, and the fingertips slowly touched Meilushin's forehead, and the cool and pure feeling continued to transmit upwards along the fingertips.

　"Sweet dreams..."

　Reaching out and smoothing the ends of Meilushin's hair, the girl spoke softly.

　Then...

　"Am I...crying?"

　Tears kept flowing from his eyes, and memories that he had never experienced kept emerging in his mind.

　Orkney's coffin was opened, cracks continued to spread on its surface, and then it completely shattered.

　The dormant first generation fairy knight has been unsealed.

　"I am... no, she is?"

　The me of the past, the me who stayed in this Lostbelt as a last resort.

　I have been constantly recalling the past, recalling the past before my eyes, and have spent fourteen thousand years.

　what...

　Yeah...yes that's right.

　I will write this story.

　A world where no one gets hurt... A world where no one you care about gets hurt.

　I will create it for you.

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　Fairyland: Chapter 6: The Beginning of Peace

　To be honest, even she herself doesn't know how time has changed after she burned all the future that could be burned.

　I can no longer prove which time period I belonged to after being stranded in this Lostbelt for 14,000 years before disappearing.

　Even Merlin and Vivian couldn't clearly explain what kind of magic the so-called Retrograde Canal and Genesis Light Year was.

　It breaks through the process in which time is absolutely impossible to meet and overlap, allowing the future to catch up with the past and the future to become the past.

　Time is disrupted.

　The price is a future where all the future is completely burned out, even the light of the stars is extinguished.

　Then, in order to fix his own time and prevent himself from disappearing in the unstable flow of time, he made an anchor for himself.

　The inner sea of ​​the star is the biggest anchor. As long as it exists, you will have

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　A foundation to keep moving forward.

　But if Xing Neihai fails, then I should be the last insurance here.

　Both are to prove that their existence is based on facts and does not appear out of thin air.

　Fundamentally sew yourself and the world together.

　Otherwise, it will be like the so-called uncontrolled transfer in sleep as before.

　"Really..."

　The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and the silk handkerchief continued to wipe the cold sweat from Meilushin's forehead.

　Feeling that Meilushin's breathing gradually stabilized and she no longer had nightmares, the girl retracted her hands, then gently and slowly struggled to break free from Meilushin's arms.

　The bare feet stepped directly on the carpet paper, and the strange furry touch was transmitted all the way up along the soles of the feet.

　The small, round toes curled up slightly and then rubbed against the stall a few times.

　"Hmm, is this how it feels?"

　As the girl spoke softly, she picked up the white dress beside her and stretched out her arm in an unskillful manner.

　Sometimes, a magic trick like changing clothes is really convenient...

　"Let me see... Just put your arms in, pull the clothes over, and then zip them up... Wow, why is it so troublesome?"

　For someone who has always relied on projection to change her clothes and who has always worn elegant and gorgeous dresses as casual wear, it was really difficult for her to start with such a difficult outfit.