Romarriche - “Your company is one of a kind… I would never lie to you. I would never say a half-truth or be quiet.”
“What is it in your mind, Merold?” “Hearing your voice, complaint or not—it is music to me either way.”
Merold - “If there is one constant in this world… Let it be you.” “You’re the cruelest and the kindest thing that happened to me.”
“…If only you continued to look at me like that.”
Romarriche - “…Merold?”
Merold - “But~ It’s only a minor case of bad-mood-itis.” “So Romarriche, spoil me with a spar, will you?”
Romarriche - “Merold.”
Romarriche - “Look at me.”
Merold - “…”
Romarriche - “Is something… Wrong?”
Merold - “Instead of a spar…” “I might want to lie down on your lap after all.”
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