Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?
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Mess.
Robin sat on the soft bed with his knees hugged. Not far away, the master and servant had rolled into a green ball… and they were visibly rolling farther and farther…
There was an oversized thumb fairy sitting on her shoulder, and there were many jumping around on the table, squeezing and pushing each other; her head was itchy, and several smaller, chirping fairies fell from the branches, always rubbing her hair as they swung on the swings; dark-skinned couples sat outside the tent on the other side, drinking, using a language she had never heard before.
A white dragon shadow passed overhead.
Draconi hid far away in disgust, not touching the red wine, and poured herself a glass of champagne; Harry did the same as her, curled up in a corner with her knees hugged, staring blankly.
Miss Hermione Granger…
Ok…
Are you having a silly laugh?
Nico Robin had been beaten up many times in this forest, but today she found a rare happiness here…
This is…
House…
?
“I can smell your envy.” The fairy on her shoulder leaned against her neck, with her hands behind her head. She had black hair, and her appearance and the feeling she gave when chatting were also mature. “You like Her Majesty’s family, right?”
“…Yes.”
“Her Majesty the Queen likes you very much, too. Who knows, we might be able to become a family. But… don’t be disappointed even if it doesn’t work out. You are already much luckier than most creatures to have met the Queen and received her favor.”
“Thank you…” Robin tilted his head and looked at her. A very magical creature, not too big, but very beautiful. “What’s your name?”
“Quinna.” The fairy yawned, “Don’t move. I’m going to sleep for a while. You can call me later if you find me.”
Dead… tablet?
“Arrietty, our leader. Here.” Kunna lifted her leg and used her toes to point at the drunken thing in the distance who had doused his head in a wine glass. His wet red hair blended into the same color as the wine, and he swung the crystal glass back and forth, laughing foolishly.
“Twist up my people!!”
‘Rhythm! Give me a stronger rhythm!’
“For Her Majesty the Queen! Yoho–!!”
‘Yo-ho–yo-ho–!’
Ugh.
“As much as I hate to admit it…”
“But she is indeed our leader.”
Robin: …So happy…Commander?
“Aren’t you happy too? Why are you so grim?” Kunna swung her feet to the elves’ singing, her voice light and airy. “I don’t know how tragic your past is – all the servants present have had painful pasts, and everyone has experienced no less pain than you, little one.”
Robin curled himself up tighter.
“Alas, I’m really not very good at persuading people. Usually, souls are freed with a hammer… Well, how about shouting?”
“call…?”
“Here. Learn from that big idiot.” Kunna pulled her hands out from behind her head and put them to her mouth: “—Yo—ho—!”
“so.”
“Don’t…” Robin shook his head: “…It’s embarrassing.”
“Try it, get drunk and make a lot of noise, no one will pay attention to you. Yo – ho – come on, come on.”
Really…is it okay?
The little girl tried to put her hand to her mouth and bend it into a small trumpet…
“Ahem, eh… Ahem, yo…?”
“Yeah.”
“Roar?”
“Louder, like… um, using your voice to smash that annoying guy to death.”
Smash the annoying guy to death…
“Ahem…” Robin took a deep breath and puffed up his cheeks: “Eeyoo-yo-ho-yo-ho-“
The tender voice of the child blends into the chaotic drum beats and off-tune singing, passes through the raised pointed knife and fork, passes through the rustling leaves, and disappears under the clear blue sky.
“Hahahaha, you look pretty decent.”
Kunna burst into laughter. “Even the goblin cubs are not as stupid as you, hahahaha…”
Looking at the creature on his shoulder laughing, Little Robin subconsciously curled the corners of his mouth.
then…
Then he started laughing.
“Ha…hahaha…hahahahahaha—”
“What are you laughing at, you little human cub roaring like a monkey, hahahaha!”
“I…hahaha…I don’t know either, hahahaha—”
In short, it is a plant that sprouts from the heart, which tickles the heart and makes people laugh sincerely.
It’s the smell of happiness.
It seems like I can let go of something.
On the ordinary yet extraordinary island of O’Hara, a little monster finds another group of monsters.