MC in order to defeat Demon, which in this story is on an eldric scale and requied a lot of hoop to defeat. MC end up back in time in a body of a dead person which am going to call Hiro(same name as MC but i call MC, MC).
well i said dead but story imply that despite being a nobody, Hiro process enough will to keep his body alive for MC to process.
why did he do that? so he can protect someone he love.
the person he love is an ancestor of MC's friend and also his favorite char kluz ojo-sama. and Said ancestor also equally cinamon bun as Ojo-sama. name Rosalie
Rosalie were curse by a demon so they will live a short life and start to forget the memory ,which is why hiro join the army to fight and result in him die in the first place.
after all said and done MC were pretty much shed by demon and yet despite being near death. his body still will him to walk back to the lover but alas he dead by then and fall in the road soak in his blood.
story then cut to Rosalie who recover and remember a boy that promise to cure her and start to run to where he is just to find his body fall toward her direction clearly attempt to go meet her.
and next is this paragraph
(mtl)
"I knew it... you got lost... Hehe... Hiro... you're a little absent-minded... so I was worried... I'm glad you came to pick me up... Rosalie von Margeline... what a great sense..."
heavy.
Rosalie lifted his heavy, cold head and placed it on her lap.
"Look, I'm going to use your lap pillow... Hiro-san is embarrassed too... so I told him myself... but he won't let me use his lap pillow... hehe... if you still intend to sleep like that... then I'll just keep doing this... forever and ever and ever and ever..."
Part your bangs.
Taking in the handsome features of the man she loved, Rosalie smiled tremblingly.
"Hey, Hiro... could it be that you've been watching over me all this time? Sometimes I feel your gaze from outside the walls... such a gentle gaze... a gaze that seems to be protecting me... Could that be... Hiro? Could it be that you've always been watching over me...?"
Oetsuleaks out.
Rosalie gritted her teeth , convinced that if her sadness were to leak out, this incident would become a reality.堪Hey
"Hey, Hiro...where do you want to go on a date...what do you want to do together...I want to go to a festival...just the two of us, Hiro...in this Karuizawa...we'll have a festival...there, I'll stand next to you...eating lots of delicious food...and laughing...right, Hiro...isn't that nice...right...?"
Look up at the sky.
With tears in her eyes , Rosalie talks about her dreams.堪Hey
"How about getting the woman from the Merzeline family engaged to the man from the Sanjo family?... We could get the members of both families to get along... It'd be a happy-go-lucky plan... That way, one day, Hiro-san could return home... with a smile... and everyone... living together in harmony... We... could become a family..."
There was no reply.
Still, she continues to move forward without stopping her thoughts.
"It's become a wonderful love... a really... a really wonderful love... the spell... came true... Hey, Hiro... I love you... I love you... I can't help it... I love you..."
Drop by drop.
With tears streaming down her face and lips trembling, Rosalie stroked Hiro's head.
"You must be tired... You must be... Let's get some rest... You've been fighting... for so long... You must be wanting to sleep... You must be so... covered in wounds... You must be so tired..."
gently.
Rosalie sighed, stroking his head gently .唄Song
"Sleeping... snuggling... snuggling... gentle... nice... kissing..."
A lullaby is playing.
The sun rose into the sky, enveloping the two of them in its soft rays.
"With my...hands...slowly...swaying...while..."
In the sunshine.
The boy continues to sleep and the girl continues to sing.
"Gentle...rest..."
The boy, who had no name, is lulled to sleep as the girl he wanted to protect calls his name.
Once upon a time, a boy died in the rain on top of a pile of corpses.
A boy clinging to happy memories in the midst of despair, he died surrounded by false scenes.
The boy who died without ever meeting the girl.
After endless wandering, he finally returned to the sunshine he had wanted to protect and found warm happiness.
The gentle lullaby continues to resonate throughout the world.
The boy, who died without ever smiling at anyone, had a beautiful smile on his face - soft and appropriate for his age.