I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

Mainly because he was very disciplined and didn't push around like a bulldozer.

【Give him to me】

She had thought of asking her father for that pure white figure as she had asked for the forest, but this time she didn't.

Because behind the pure white figure, there was a person unconsciously behind her, the child Atalanta she loved.

She has always envied Atalanta, because she was able to accompany the pure white figure, and she could only watch from the side.

Unconsciously, that immature child can already become someone else's support, even the little wild cat who hates men is lying on his lap naturally because of his gentleness.

But still really envious.

On that day, she couldn't control herself and became self-willed.

After Atalanta left, she entangled him, she also wanted to be like Atalanta, but she couldn't describe the feeling, so she threw the problem out and asked him for [tenderness].

Gentle he accepted such willfulness.

She should have smiled contentedly like when she got the forest, but she couldn't.

For her willfulness, the pure white figure was stained with blood.

He had been smiling softly but roared like a wild beast.

"wrong."

"not like this."

"I don't want that."

"I just want your [tenderness]."

For the first time, she was timid.

She began to worry about the consequences of her willfulness.

She didn't want to dye that pure white figure with other colors because of her willfulness.

[But what does this feel like? 】

Seeing the choice Hidica was willing to make for Atalanta, she was moved.

For you, I am willing to stand in the most dazzling place in the world.

For you, I am willing to turn around and leave.

If I can save you, I'm willing to keep you hunting.

His [gentleness] is too much.

It was so unreasonable, but he was able to accept it with a smile.

She envied Atalanta.

Because she looked directly at her feelings, and willfully confided her feelings to the gentle and tolerant him.

But the most capricious, she dared not. She was a god, a virgin goddess, and she didn't dare to bet on whether the pure white figure could bear her capriciousness.

On that day, the gentle he left and went to a place she could never reach.

She had asked her father to rescue him from there, as willfully as she had done in the past, but she backed away.

Because it was the king of the gods who made the decision, not her father.

[Can your willfulness trample on his tenderness?]

do not know.

After that day, she never smiled again, she stopped walking in the forest, drove away all the stars in the sky, and wandered alone in the night sky.

The moon is always alone because she is alone in the whole night sky.

Unbearable Zeus gave her a red rose.

[When you take off the last petal, you will understand whether to give up or not. ]

From that day on she started picking petals endlessly, and more petals would grow every time she was about to finish picking.

Because she doesn't understand yet.

Tears dripped down the rose petals down her face.

As a hunter, she was always able to quickly make up her mind to shoot a crucial arrow, but this time she didn't even have the courage to lift a bow.

Maybe it won't be so painful if she forgets it. Her memories are like thorns on a rose, tightly entangled in her heart, dripping blood all the time, and it hurts, but she is holding her tightly. The chest, unwilling to give up and unwilling for anyone to take it away.

So her heart is always bleeding, she is always crying, and she can never finish picking the petals that symbolize her blood-stained feelings.

The night sky was once again full of stars.

People looked up at the sky and sighed.

The moon is finally no longer alone.

But they never thought that the moon was always alone and the stars were just petals she plucked.

"sorry."