Hestia watched as Bell-kun entered the kitchen battlefield, and quietly adjusted her breath.
Placing the she had written in her hand and comparing it with the one on the boy’s back.
(These children really change easily…It is completely different from us who won’t change)
Even if it was just a small change, it will still create an impact. It will spread from the physical body and mental state and flow outwards.
It was neither desire or culture. , this was the essence of the residents from the Lower World.
(……Ah, no no! I cannot accept that he has begun to change because of others, I absolutely do not want to admit that!)
Hestia’s two hands made her dark hair all messy.
It is too much ——After Hestia’s two hands held onto her head, she once again looked at Bell’s back.
Correctly speaking, it should be looking at the back’s engraved —— at its window.