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Yes, just like when I first arrived at the orphanage.He was just dissatisfied, dissatisfied that Deftolos would rather endure that pain every day but was unwilling to tell him, and did not want him to share it with him.

...Maybe, this kind of dissatisfaction and anger is just because he is afraid.

After tidying up and walking out of the room, Aspros looked up at the clear and cloudless sky. He remembered that Deftolos' favorite thing to do when he was young was to stare at the sky in a daze, and every time he saw Deftolos in a daze Every now and then he would wake him up and take him to do something else.

Because the way Deftolos looked at the sky gave him a feeling that he would lose Deftolos in the next moment.

But now, Deftolos no longer stares at the sky in a daze, but the feeling of being lost is clearer.

He obviously didn't want this...

It was Deftolos of Aspros who didn't know how to face him and ran a long distance in one breath, but when he stopped, he found himself a little confused.

Where is this place?

Places I've never seen before...

Deftolos, who was trying to find his way back, suddenly flashed those eyes in his mind, and the moment of panic made him instinctively clenched his teeth to prevent himself from screaming.

"Hmm..." Deftolos, who felt that he had been driven mad by that incident, slammed his fist at the rock beside him. The rock in the middle split a large gap from the middle in an instant,

"hateful……"

Although he is used to life and death in this world, it was the first time he killed someone. Although the warm blood was washed away by the rainstorm the moment it touched him, the strong smell of blood seemed to be It has been lingering in his nose, and those distorted and dilated pupils have appeared in his dreams again and again, making him restless.

He can't let this matter be exposed, otherwise it will definitely cause trouble for Aspros, and he doesn't know how to get over this hurdle. He really wants to tell someone and confide his pain, but he can't find a way to let him A person who speaks with confidence.

What should he do...

"Eh, Deftolos?"

Just as Deftolos was standing next to the cracked rock, not knowing what to do, a familiar voice with doubts came from behind him.

"..." He raised his head in a daze and looked at the Sagittarius candidate who was gradually walking in. Deftolos's mind went blank, and he didn't know what expression to use to face this friend for a while.

"Hey, Deftolos, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Deftolos who was completely different from usual, Sisyphus walked over strangely, reaching out to pat him on the shoulder.

However, his habitual action fell through midway.

Deftolos, who used to be generous with his shots, chose to step back this time to get out of the way.

"Deftelos?"

"...I'm sorry..." Deftolos, who realized that he was overreacting, lowered his head, his half-length bangs covered the expression on his face.

"...What's wrong? This isn't like the usual you, what happened?" Sisyphus, who was very worried about Deftolos' abnormal behavior, stepped forward,

"Have you quarreled with Aspoulos? No, how could that brother of Aspoulos quarrel with you... Ah, I didn't say anything."

I can hear you saying that Aspros is a younger brother who controls the appearance==|||

Deftolos, who lost his embarrassment in an instant, forgot the things that bothered him for a while, and put on a face with the word embarrassment.

"...This is your usual look." Sisyphus with a smile on his face looked at Deftolos who seemed to have recovered a little, and said in a relaxed tone,

"It seems that you are troubled by something, can you tell me? I don't mind being your tree hole."

"..." As soon as Sisyphus talked about Deftolos, he remembered what he had temporarily forgotten just now, and the whole person was once again shrouded in gloom.

Can't say, Sisyphus will be the Saint of Sagittarius, if he knew, I would...

!

Deftolos, who suddenly realized that there was a big deviation in his thinking, widened his eyes in pain:

What am I thinking?Sisyphus is my friend, I, I actually...

Deftolos began to hate himself, hated such a despicable self,

Sisyphus is obviously only concerned about himself, but he...

"...Deftolos," Sisyphus' gentle voice awakened Deftolos from his deep self-loathing like a thunderclap. Seeing Deftolos' extremely complicated eyes, Sisyphus slightly Sighing, raising a warm smile,

"If you can't tell outsiders, then go to Aspros, you are brothers, aren't you?"

Seeing Deftolos who was still motionless, the smile on Sisyphus's face deepened, and he stretched out his hand to turn Deftolos' body back to the direction he was running from, and with a light push,

"Don't worry, even if the world denies you, I believe Aspoulos must be on your side. Go."

Ahh, I made this mistake again...

Staring blankly at Sisyphus, who was smiling gently, Deftolos couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, and at the same time, a trace of guilt,

"...Thanks, Sisyphus, and, sorry."

"?" Although he didn't know the meaning of the apology at the back, Sisyphus wisely chose not to ask anything, but watched a certain blue figure run away with a gentle smile until he could no longer A self-deprecating smile appeared on his face after he could no longer see the figure,

"Ah, I pushed people over again..."

Running to the residence of the two at the fastest speed, Deftolos was wondering what kind of reaction Aspoulos would have along the way, and various assumptions made Deftolos hesitate in his steps. Then, Deftolos, who stopped in front of the residence of the two, gasped lightly, and then punched himself hard.

Didn't you say you should trust Aspros?Didn't you say you were going forward with him?What is the use of making mediocre assumptions here?Even if I have differences from Aspros, they are brothers who grew up together, the closest twins. This is an undeniable fact. No matter the result is not what I hope, at least, I don’t You will regret it, won't you?

Believe in Aspros a little more, and believe in yourself a little more.

Thinking of this, Deftolos, who had been a little vacillating, became firm again, with a relaxed expression on his face, stretched out his hand and opened the door, and then said to the people in the room:

"Aspulos, let's talk."

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"That kind of thing happened while I was away..."

Aspros, who had heard all of Deftolos's narration, stood up all of a sudden, clenched the hands beside him tightly, as if he wanted to crush something to pieces.

Even if he was mentally prepared, he still felt extremely terrified when he heard the whole process directly, just a little bit, just a little bit...

"Aspros..." Deftolos, who suddenly felt a little regretful, began to question his decision,

Even brothers, there will be things that cannot be shared, especially such...

"By the way, Deftolos," Aspros, who had been immersed in anger, suddenly bent down and grabbed Deftolos' shoulders, asking nervously,

"You said you were injured, right? Where is the wound? Why haven't you told me since I've been back? Is it better? If it hurts, you must tell me and don't hide it from me."

"Uh...I..." Deftolos, who was confused by Aspros's series of questions and didn't know how to answer, looked at the nervous Aspros at a loss, and forgot what to say for a while up.

"Deftolos?" Aspros, who didn't get an answer, looked at his brother suspiciously, as if he wanted to see something from the face that was the same as his own.

"No, that, it's all right, it's just that the bones are a little cracked, and it's almost healed after so many days..." Deftolos, who let Aspros hold him tightly, raised his hand and wanted to To appease Aspros, but this action was forced to stop halfway.

"The bone is cracked? Why didn't you tell me about such a serious injury? You have been having nightmares for the past few days when I came back. The wound hasn't been properly repaired, has it?" Ah, who was frightened by Deftolos' injury Sprouse quickly pushed Deftolos down on the bed, and while covering the quilt, he babbled,

"Don't train for the next few days, I'll help you find something that can replenish your body, and I'll also ask Sisyphus if he has any medicine, so just be obedient..."

"Aspros."

Deftolos interrupted Aspros' chatter with a slightly trembling voice, and Aspros was not angry when he was interrupted, but just looked at Deftolos who was hesitant to speak but stopped, quieted down and waited. He spoke.

"...That..." Deftolos, who hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth, bit his lower lip, then mustered up the courage to look up into Aspoulos' eyes,

"I, killed someone, you..." Why didn't you ask, didn't accuse...

"It's not your fault." Aspros, who leaned over and hugged Deftolos, could clearly feel Deftolos' body trembling uncontrollably, and his voice was choked by the unspeakable heartache ,

"It was the man's fault, if you hadn't killed him,