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Even though I knew I wouldn't answer, I still stared at the tombstone for a long time.

Maybe, what I want is not the answer, but just because... maybe I want to find someone who understands me to talk to.

I really hope to find someone who is a living beauty, not a bad old man who only has a wordless tombstone.

Old Galen has avoided the Alliance, avoided society for thousands of years, and lived alone. Is it really just because he was afraid that others would be implicated by him and harmed by Belial?

Perhaps even Old Galen himself thinks so, and this is indeed the main reason.

But now I can't help but want to ask about gallons.

Is there really no other reason? For example, not wanting to face life and death, not wanting to be tortured by time, and gradually forgetting the people I don’t want to forget, and the memories I don’t want to forget.

Just forgetting your family and villagers, and forgetting your own hatred, is already a great torture. So, if you don’t want to add to the burden, in the next time, just don’t have any friends, and don’t leave any memories to make you feel nostalgic.

memories and chose this alternative way of escape.

Even if he is looking for someone, he is looking for someone like Twin Tails who can live the same age as him. Even if the other person is a monster, he is also looking for someone to talk to.

Is that so?

Or are you not even aware of it yourself? You have just been convincing yourself with the reason that you have reached an ulterior deal with Belial and become a traitor to the alliance. You do not want to implicate others, so you cannot have anything to do with others?

No, by now, Old Galen has died, and it is already too late to dig deeper.

Maybe, I just want a reference.

Would it be better if I were like old man Galen?

Just break the jar and forget all the things that should be forgotten and shouldn't be forgotten in one go. Then there will be no worries or pain.

Who am I working so hard for? Why do I have to suffer such torture?

Ah, I remember, it's for the girls, my beloved girls.

So, I can't forget, I can't stop.

I'm sorry, Gal... Teacher, I made you listen to some stupid things.

I am different from you after all, even if I inherit your inheritance, even if I suffer the same torture of loneliness as you.

The person you want to protect, the person you want to keep, is already dead. No matter how you struggle, no matter how you try to save him, even if you succeed in getting revenge in the end, it is just a kind of self-satisfaction, empty and meaningless.

From that day on, you were actually an empty shell.

It may be cruel to say this, but it is a fact. Of course, it is not impossible to change, such as regaining an encounter, starting a new love, finding a new family, as well as new villagers and new friends that must be protected.

But this old man is very stubborn. He has not been able to turn a corner in a thousand years. He is still obsessed with the past, his dead lover, family, and villagers. His mind cannot tolerate new things at all. If it were me.

...Forget it, why do I have to imagine this kind of thing? It's not a competition for the king of misfortune.

What a pathetic, stubborn old man. Fortunately, such a guy is not a family member of mine, otherwise I would have been pissed to death by him.

I am different. The biggest difference between me and this old man is that the person I want to protect is still alive and by my side.

For this reason alone, I will be thousands of times happier and luckier than Old Man Galen.

In this case, there is nothing to complain about. Coming here to complain, complaining in front of old man Galen, doesn't it make it seem like you are showing off to him?

You see, although I am also miserable, I am eleven thousand times better than you.

Although Shuangwei and I have always enjoyed complaining about this bad old man with a weird temper, we can't do such a bad thing.

So it's time to go.

But why can’t I move forward or sit up?

Tick ​​tock tick…

Hey, this is it?

I wiped my face vigorously, only to find that it had become wet at some point.

Ahhhh...

finally, I understand.

It is true that I am thousands of times happier than Gallen, and millions of times luckier than Gallen, but a poor creature like me is millions of times weaker than Gallen.

The reasons for coming here to pay homage, visit graves, and complain are all excuses.

I just wanted to find a place where I could cry and have a good cry.

Teacher Galen.

Living alone is really lonely.

…

I poured the last drop of wine on the flowers in front of the grave, clapped my hands and left without any regrets.

Go home and find the girls. Who wants to sit down with such a bad old man all the time? The smell of elders is contagious. I don't want to become an old man like Old Gallon.

Turning around, he looked at Shuangwei, who was wagging his two cat tails. People stared at each other, and the atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

"How long have you been watching?" I asked.

"Although I really want to say that I just came here and didn't see anything, but it seems like you don't believe it."

"Whether I believe it or not is one thing. How about you at least show some comforting sincerity first?"

"Well, as you wish, I just came here and saw and heard nothing."

"It's too late to tell now."

"You guys really have a lot of demands, can't you respect your seniors?"

"No, no, no, you should make footsteps from the beginning to let people know that you are coming. This is the way to respect others. Do you understand courtesy?"

"You know, I'm a cat, so I'm born without footsteps."

"You are just a cat, okay."

I sighed deeply. Even though Twin Tails saw the embarrassing side, I surprisingly didn’t feel embarrassed or ashamed. I don’t know if it was because of my old mentality or because I had consciously mastered Twin Tails’ bigger embarrassing things, such as the goddess.

Scattered flowers and so on, so I have nothing to fear.

"So, are you here to worship too?"

"No, I've been here just now. I just heard some noise suddenly and turned around to see who it was."

"You still said you didn't peek?!"

"You have a plain expression, but you still care about this kind of thing. Your level of pettiness is also extraordinary."

"Okay, let's change the topic. I was wondering who put the flowers in front of the tombstone, and whose taste was so normal that it was boring. It turned out to be you."

"Well, haven't I always wanted to learn human etiquette? This is just to practice and experience the feeling of worshiping." Shuangwei stroked the cat's beard, the cat's pupils were vertical, and wanted to explain.

"It doesn't feel like I just experienced it for a while." I looked back at the number of flowers in front of the tombstone.

"Part of it is not mine."

"That means you put most of them in, right?"

"You brat is really annoying. No wonder Galen always curses you when he mentions you."

"It's my honor. This way we'll be even, right?"

"You have the final say. I don't want to argue so much with a young boy."

"Teacher Galen has left. What are your plans? Are you going to stay?"

"Well, we are considering this."

"Aren't you afraid that Beryl will skin your cat?"

"That's why you need to think carefully, isn't it? Remember, cats are worried animals."

"The identity of cat is really useful."

"What, you want to be a cat too?"

"Thank you." For some reason, a vague image of a cat lady suddenly appeared in my mind, which made me shudder.

Hey, am I that sensitive to cat ladies? Or does this cat lady, whose impression has become blurred and whose face can’t be recognized clearly, have a special identity? Does it make me feel sick?

"anyway……"

"You have so many questions, it's very annoying."

"Don't be like this, Twin Tails, Teacher Galen has left, and the two of us can be considered dependent on each other."

"Look, I've lost most of my hair in disgust, but you still continue to say hello, pretending that I'm afraid of you."

"You are older than Mr. Gallen, right."

"Well, I do have such confidence." For some reason, Shuangwei puffed up his chest proudly, which made me complain.

"You are old but still weak. What is there to be proud of?"
To be continued...