
What is this to you ... myself? Just a massage? A device? Or just an ....
I know your always idealistic nature, without thinking about your feelings and continue to move forward even though your feet are full of injuries. You are always like that, ignore your surroundings and continue to move toward the place you are headed.
I'm the one who's been watching you for a long time, I understand that what you're aiming for will definitely not have a happy ending for you.
Later you’kan realize, that what you are heading is just an empty field, there is only a single ladder that will be a shade of you.
Because that is what you are, who expect the happiness of others but always forget to make yourself happy.
I want to see you keep smiling ... I want you to go back to how you used to be, to remain innocent and pure in hope of knowledge. Sharing with each other, leaning against each other and sitting on the floor surrounded by books.
The reason I followed you was only one, I didn't want you to disappear from my life. But—
Idealism, something that is a role model of your life is always like that. It always makes me give up to stop you. The end taken was just this, standing next to you without being able to express what I thought.
Even though I say, I doubt you will accept this feeling.
At the approaching end of light and darkness, you will always walk faster, think harder, act more mature, and will always ... more advanced than what others think of you.
It doesn't mean that if you don't smile, what I do won't mean if you don't smile! I'm doing this for you!
.... I hope this self can free-fall and dive in a dream. Keep this feeling, stay with you who keep smiling. But I know that's not what you're looking for, you're just expecting a void without happiness and sadness.
A pure calm.
Therefore, please .. let myself dream in a moment. Let this time go on even longer.
Before it was all over and I woke up, keep pointing that smile at me even if it was fake. Don't ruin this moment for the future, Odo ....
Let myself keep dreaming until dawn ’kan come.
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Slowly opening his eyes heavily, Vil blinked twice and stared flat at the ceiling of Porzan's inn room. Closing both eyes with her right arm, the blue-haired woman glimpsed back to recall her faint dream.
“What ... I expect such a thing?” mumbled wailing.
Waking up and immediately sitting cross-legged, the long hair of the Great Spirit was unraveling wildly on the bed. The clothes were a little shabby, his gaze was still half-open and slightly sagging.
“Ouh, don't you usually sleep until like that, Vil?”
Hearing that voice, the Great Spirit immediately opened his eyes wide and stared at the person standing by the open window. Glare, Vil briefly narrowed his eyes and still tried to look towards the young man.
“You're awake, Odo? Tumben once ...”
“Yeah, I slept not too late yesterday, anyway.”
“Hmm, so?”
“You alone, tumben can sleep well so?”
“Ah .... Last ....”
Vil stopped his words, undo them and swallowed back what was about to come out into words from his mouth. Turning his gaze, the Great Spirit briefly took a deep breath and said, “While the Great Spirit, I also need to sleep. Not physically, but more of a sort of resting consciousness.”
“So, yes ...”
The young man in black hair looked out again, observing the passers-by on the street with their activities. The horse-drawn carriages and trading carts coming in and out of the city were visible, the merchants from inside and outside had already started their economic activities actively.
“What ... today also want to continue looking for his workforce?” ask Vil. The Great Spirit lowered his legs onto the wooden floor, remained seated on the bed and looked at Odo with a slightly grim look.
Slightly glancing at him, Odo realized what the Great Spirit was feeling. Turning back, the young man tried not to be burdened by it. He slightly smiled faintly, then replied, “No .... Today look for his workforce already. Anyway, I think the amount for now is enough. Those dark immigrants I think are enough.”
“Jadi ..., what do you want today? Saving the criminal? You promised that woman to save her husband, ‘kan?”
Odo was momentarily silent, well aware that Vil was dissatisfied with the plan. Staring at the Great Spirit, he asked, “If you have anything to say, just say it. Being submerged is so useless, later added runyam.”
“Nothing .... I'm just following you. You are leading.”
Odo's forehead shriveled slightly hearing that. Feeling irritated and immediately walking towards Vil. Holding both hands of the Great Spirit and dropping them on the bed, Odo climbed them and brought the faces closer until the noses of the two of them almost touched.
“You know Vil, I didn't expect anything like that from you. The reason I'm taking you is because I want you to be a restraint .., I want you to be limiting me.”
That blue haired Great Spirit only stared flat even in such a situation. He knew what Odo said, but did not want to show that he understood. Turning his face to the side, Vil softly said, “Then, don't do that.”
“It ... what?”
Staring straight at the young man who was bullying him, Vil firmly said, “You want to save that bandit leader, don't you? Stop that plan! He's a criminal .... Whatever the reason, he should be given a punishment equal to his deeds.”
Odo was silent for a moment, slightly understanding that Vil did have such a nature. Unlike Fiola who tends to be apathetic with such things. Stop holding Vil's hands, Odo slightly sighed and understood the nature because the Great Spirit was like that.
“May I know why you forbid me, Vil?”
“Reason? Do I need a reason to forbid you from doing anything wrong?”
It explained everything to Odo, making the young man understand what the Great Spirit wanted. Stopped piling on him and got off the top of the bed, the young man in black hair turned around and faced the window.
Vil slightly raised his shirt slightly down, covered his chest with his right arm and lowered his face. “Tadi ... Odo really mad?” his mind stared at Odo, trembling slightly.
“Do you have to keep helping the bad guys, Odo? You know that bandits are criminals, ‘ right? Didn't ... the white-haired girl also suffer from bandits? If he finds out you want to save the head of his family's murderous cabal ..”
Odo was silent on hearing these words, but not because he listened. The young man focused on thinking about something else, looking for another path with Perception Speculation to look for a point he thought was right. The magic structure of her cornea swirled around, in an arrangement like hundreds of fast-moving serrated wheels.
Closing his eyes, the young man came to a conclusion. When he opened his eyes again and turned around, he said, “Alright ....I'm not gonna save Tox Tenebris. But ... Isla's husband will live.”
Vil stared confused at hearing that, what Odo said was very contradictory and completely absurd. But before asking, the young man directly explained his plan to Vil clearly.
“I'll find another bandit to execute. He would become Tox Tenebris and be executed. Therefore ..., the man who became Isla's husband will still live to be someone else.”
Hearing that Vil just gaped, understood clearly and still did not accept it. “Then what's the difference?! That's the same as saving the bandit's life!” snapped Vil.
Staring flat, Odo said, “Tox Tenebris will die, the Tenebris family will completely vanish. However, the individual who becomes the child's father will live to be someone else. I don't think that's a problem for you, do you?”
Vil got up from the top of the bed, approached Odo and said, “It ...! That ...! That's not what I meant ...”
“Why are you forcing like that? What have bandits done to you?”
“It ...” Vil could not answer and was silent, he had nothing to do with the bandits. However, still in the mind of the Great Spirit that is wrong must be punished.
“Nothing, ‘kan? Then why?”
Thinking back on it, the Great Spirit understood it was not such a reason that made him forbid Odo, In his deepest mind, he felt something different. Staring straight at the young man, Vil clearly said, “I don't want you to do anything bad! Odo ..., you must always be clean! I—!”
“Clean?” cut Odo. “Hah, seriously? Just so you know, from the beginning I was dirty. How many people have I killed so far?”
Vil was silenced, completely trembling and running out of excuses to convince Odo. Staring fretfully, he asked, “Then why do you want to save criminals?”
“I need that Nativ power. This doesn't mean I really helped her.”
“But ...”
“If you keep forbidding me, how about this .... Vil, I command you to save him!”
“Hah?” The Great Spirit's eyebrows shot up. Frowning him, he said, “What are you saying? This doesn't even make sense!”
Odo raised his right hand, then placed his palm on the top of the crown of Vil. Staring flat, he said, “I command you, I ask you to do this filthy thing for me. Do you understand what I mean?”
Although restricted by gloves, the information conveyed through the palm of the young man was completely understood by Vil. The Great Spirit understood what Odo had asked of him, making him bow his head.
“A ... it ..”
“Not you said it yourself, right? I need to stay clean. Then will you do something dirty for me? Anyway I need that ...”
Removing Odo's hand from above his head, Vil stared intently with teary eyes as if he wanted to cry. Her lips shriveled, tremblingly saying, “You have indeed changed, yes .... You are no longer the Odo I know, no longer the Odo who always comes and reads books in the library innocently.”
“Sorry .... I'm like this, I'll always change and keep growing. Whether it be strength or personality, I will never be the same again.”
The young man's sad gaze made Vil tremble for another reason, from within his chest felt a strange tremor as if pounding. He understands what that feels like. Make him bow his face, then with a sense of resignation replied, “Alright .... I ... will do that for you, Odo.”
“Thank you, Vil .... I am so grateful that you were the first to accept my plan. I'm glad you didn't dispute my purpose ..”