His ears stood up silently.

Are you finally going to say it?

She almost thought the woodcutter couldn't speak anymore...

...

certainly.

She understands.

If she weren't there, it would be difficult to open this mouth.

Her heart also felt both expectant and a little scared.

...

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the woodcutter smiled.

His younger brother is so smart.

Why don't you know what he is going to say?

As the agreed deadline approaches, he is still worried that his younger brother will forget this matter?

Will you not remember this expiration date clearly?

...

Now it seems that he was in vain.

...

"yesterday……"

The woodcutter took a deep breath silently.

"It's the last day we agreed on."

"You know?"

...

The young scholar nodded.

"I know."

He thought he would be confused about this day...

Unexpectedly, he calculated it very clearly every day.

...

"you……"

The young scholar simply breathed a sigh of relief from the woodcutter, and it also made it difficult for the woodcutter to ask the following questions.

...

Seeing the woodcutter so entangled, the young scholar relaxed a little.

He smiled.

"elder brother."

"I figured it out."

...

After a moment of stammering, the woodcutter suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The woman also opened her mouth slightly.

What, what?

What did the young scholar figure out?

...

The young scholar seemed to sigh.

Looking closely, it seems like their illusion.

The woodcutter and the woman were a little confused.

...

“…After the last time I parted…”

The young scholar lowered his eyes.

There was a curve that seemed to be there or not, "It never appeared in front of me again."

...

it?

The woodcutter and the woman soon understood that the young scholar was referring to the black monster.

Did the black monster not appear in front of the young scholar again?

This is really... good news that they like.

They had been speculating whether the black monster would appear in front of the young scholar again...

The young scholar doesn't know...

During this period, the woodcutter looked at the young scholar's study from afar every day until the lights in the study went out...

He just returned to his house.

If I hadn't had to get up early the next morning, the woodcutter would have wanted to stay at the door of the young scholar.

You must never let the young scholar go out in the middle of the night.

Although the young scholar promised him not to...

He also wanted to believe in young scholars.

He believed in young scholars.

But I don't really believe in the young scholar facing the black monster.

When young scholars face black monsters, they always become less like themselves.

Not like the young scholar in the impression of a woodcutter.

...

The woodcutter did not notice that the young scholar went out in the middle of the night.

But after all, I haven't been guarding the door...

He wasn't sure whether his conclusion was accurate?

...

Now that the young scholar said this in person, the woodcutter was sure...

Um.

The black monster did not appear in front of the young scholar again.

It's really...

Very good.

...

The woodcutter tried hard to restrain his face from showing too obvious joy.

Because he knew that the young scholar wanted to see the black monster.

Didn't see it...

The young scholar was disappointed.

He is too happy at this time, which will make the young scholar feel unhappy.

...

The woman realized this after seeing the change in the woodcutter's expression.

She lowered her head.

Covering a smile on my face that was uncontrollable.

...

"oh."

The woodcutter tried hard to calm his tone.

Too deliberate, his tone showed a bit dryness.
To be continued...