Sirone made her decision and walked towards Marsha.�This time, Amy couldn�t help but feel her heart pounding.
Freeman, who had been silent, suddenly interrupted Sirone.�Unknowingly, his body moved.�He was a pure love that could not be helped.
But in the end, he had no choice but to leave.
�request.�Save Marsha.�
Marsha closed her eyes and waited.�She shuddered as if she were stepping on an operating table for the first time, but at the same time she wondered if this was all she had to do.�
damn trauma.�Even if he wanted to cut it out, he could not help but feel like he would be relieved if someone ironed out the memory like an enemy that he couldn�t help but feel refreshed.
�I�m sorry, Freeman.�
Marsha was the first to say sorry.�Freeman, knowing what he meant, backed off with her head down.
Sirone approached Marsha�s side.
Trauma is dangerous because it holds both the present and the future to events in the past.�Perhaps she hadn�t lived a future since that day.
�Can we go to a place where the two of us are alone?�Please.�
�You don�t have to.�Enough here too.�
Marsha opened her eyes and looked at Sirone�s expression.�But he was still calm.
What are you thinking?�He did not even know that he was planning to kill him while risking his life to torture his hopes.
�but����I�ve done that.�
He robbed magic and raised countless medicines.�Perhaps Sirone had experienced the end of his life.�I could understand the desire to relieve his anger in this way.
Sirone supported Marsha�s back and pulled her upper body.�She did as she was told.�No matter what she asked for, she would only pay a higher price.
Holding Marsha�s face in her chest, Sirone whispered in her ear in a small voice.
�I hugged you.�
Marsha just blinked.�Then she realized what Sirone was thinking and frowned.�
What kind of child�s play is this?
�What are you doing?�
�I hugged my sister.�I want a hug.�
�Don�t play around.�Do you think it will end like this?�Are you mocking me?�
�I told you, I will never give up.�
�Let go!�I don�t want cheap sympathy!�Do you think you look great this way?�Just hug me!�You�re mad at me!�Revenge as much as you want!�
According to the master�s rules, Marsha could not harm Sirone.�But even if she struggled, Sirone had no intention of letting go.
�You bastard!�A lump of pretense!�A piece of trash!�
�Your sister is a good person.�
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