The person's upper body is hidden in the shadows.
The person is wearing jeans.
The silhouette of the slender legs is that of a woman.




 I see that she is holding a bouquet in her hand.




I know that one.
It was a Christmas rose, the same flower stamped on the envelope.




 So I held up the letter and snapped my fingers.
It's been quite a long time since I use Morse code




It means welcome.




 She took a deep breath and slowly stepped through the curtain of shadows





 Then a warm orange light reveals the figure.




 –Cute as ever, isn't she? Casual cloth, I like them.




 It must have only been a little over a month since we've been apart, but she seems a little different.
Maybe it was the flickering candlelight.
Or maybe I myself had been affected by the atmosphere of God's house.




“—- this flower is commonly known as the Christmas rose.”





 As I remained silent and fascinated by the way she stood there, she smiled and held the bouquet in her hand to her chest.





“But scientifically, Its name is Helleborus Nigel.” (*Helleborus Niger   ヘレボルス・ニゲル = Hereborusu・nigeru)




 Abigail began to speak quietly.





“On a cold, snowy night, The night of the birth of the Messiah.
A poor shepherd girl received the news and went to the hut where the baby was born.”




“When the girl saw the people assembled there giving the baby gold and other lavish gifts, she wept, lamenting the fact that she, a poor girl, had nothing of value to offer.”




“When her teardrops fell on the snow, beautiful white flowers bloomed from it.” 




“The girl heard the voice of an angel saying, 'It is not gold, silver, or treasure that should be offered to the birth of a Messiah who will save the people, but the pure flower that blooms through love, faith, and devotion.”




“That old legend is what gave the flower its name, the Christmas rose.”




The flower has the characteristic gloomy and somber look with the petals turned downwards like it hangs its neck down.




“But the word “Helleborus Nigel” means .
It is a poisonous plant.”





“So you don't forget those flower language.”




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 Abigail took a deep breath.
For some reason, she seemed nervous.





“–I had a sister who was once separated from me.
She was born on a snowy night and was already dying when I found her.
I ran to the church with her in my arms.
There, I found this flower arrangement in the chapel.”




 Saying this, she thrust the bouquet forward.




“They hung their heads and looked as if they were praying for her safety.
So I prayed with them.
And that's when they gave her a name–“




“The name came to mind as naturally as if God had told it.”




“A hazel, appealing gaze looked straight at me.”





 She fell silent.





 —-What's all of a sudden?




This whole process is about getting me to ask for that little sister's name, right?




 –What is that girl's name?




But my first spoken word should be something much more memorable.




Before that, there's something I really want to do.










 She perked up and widen her eyes.





 She was speechless with a startled look on her face.
Surprise succeeded. 








“―――― Fu” 



Abigail's expression softened.




“How did you manage to get the voice?”




“Not quite”




I walked over and stroked her beautiful blonde hair and she pressed her head into my hand.




“I was glad you were safe.”


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“You too.”




I hug her shoulder.





 Then Abigail put her arms around me tightly, and I responded by putting my hands behind her back.
I missed the good old days, the good smell.
I was getting a little erect.




 From her shoulder, a mini-tarantula peeked out, a nostalgic mini-tarantula.
One stripe on its back.



“Oh, Niblo.
How are you?”





Niblo's multiple eyes seemed to be moistening as he clung to me in the same manner as Abigail.





“I didn't expect you to come to the Fort.
I'm surprised you made it here in one piece.”




“But Abigail told me to call.”





Why didn't just use the board from some random colony?




“I don't remember much about the board.
I didn't understand what you meant.
I couldn't understand what that meant, so I decided to meet you in person.
You see, I can change my face like this.”




I poked the face of the guy that I was wearing on my head.



“What's up with that face?”




 Abigail looked into my face anxiously.




“Someone from Ft.
I ate him and ripped the skin off his face.”







She wants to say something.




Well, I know what she wants to say.
If I do it too flashy, I'll get caught.
We have to be careful not to kill too many people.





 But I've already killed so many people, so I guess it's too late.




“I don't care.
I'm a butcher, and I'm a monster who butchers and massacres and eats everything.”



 I said with self-mockery.
Abigail looked at me with a stiff smile on her face.




“Stop talking like that”




I frowned.




It seems like I've offended her somehow.


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