"Bomiosoooooooooooo!

Fee was running, screaming.

Give me your new friend's name.

Does calling a name mean that that white variant's soul has not yet been lost?

Or is it just full and not around?

We arrived at the location in question immediately.

- There, it wasn't already paradise.

There are the carcasses of countless parrot glasses and a large flock of birds that stumble through them.

Lütiel called this "the business of nature," and although it may be true, to Phee, it would have seemed close to hell.

The eyes of the Raptors narrowed with stunned fie elsewhere.

Apparently, he recognized us as intruders into the territory, or new prey.

He made a fierce scream and danced in the sky.

They're going to attack me.

(It's natural for eagles to feed -)

This one is honestly eaten by me. I don't have a stepdad.

If these guys aren't coming this way, I might have hesitated to eliminate them.

However, as it is, my sister is seriously injured.

The character of a Horned Eagle is considered extremely obsessive.

Even if you get rid of it a little, you're going to fight back obstinately.

Then there is only one option.

"Sorry."

I shrugged and let the sky-dancing eagles bathe in muddy water bullets.

Slime-shaped it pushes the feather movement in, completely blocks the mouth, and then adds gravity to the water itself, causing it to fall to the surface of the sea.

Break their necks, or drown, or in any case, their lives are over.

All that's left is the carcasses of the wolf glass that are being eaten all over the place.

Did you say the number of victims was a few dozen?

I assume there were hundreds of them in the land, so did the rest of the parrot glass escape even in the sea?

"Bomios, Bomiosoooooooooooo!

Fee seems to have found a fallen 'friend'.

Surprisingly, the body of the white variant was not on the sea side, but on the land side.

Were you in a hurry and couldn't make it to the ocean?

(No, it's not...)

Bomios had fallen to the ground.

There are painful stab wounds on the back and countless stubble marks.

But the white variant's body was in the position of carrying something in it.

"... an egg"

There's one oddly white egg.

The other eggs I saw earlier were patterned light gray, but these eggs were white.

Eni said Ao Oo Mi Glass stays away from the eggs of other individuals.

It also reminded me of the story that in the case of the Earth's world of parrot glass, the connection takes care of the eggs in alternation.

Then this egg...

"Have you risked your life to protect your children"

Nearby, you can see a number of broken eggs.

On the other hand, individuals, like Bomios, who were embracing eggs and dying, also caught their eyes, albeit in a small number.

"Higu...... Huh! Bomios, Bomios ~..."

Fee was crying.

It wasn't about me, it was about the tears that were shed thinking of others.

"Fee. Let me compliment Bomios. Good luck with that. You protected your children."

"I don't want to... Huh! Good for. Ahhhhhhhhh!

Fee hugged me and started crying out loud.

And everyone's catching up.

Eni was silent and began putting together the bodies of the parrot glass.

Apparently, he's going to mourn me.

Mother hugged us softly.

"I'm glad Al and Phee are safe..."

Oh - well.

This guy, too, is a 'parent'.

Were you worried about my child even when we were distracted by the parrot glass?

"I... The soul of Bomios, no more..."

"Yeah. Bomios lived to the fullest."

"Even though I couldn't cure...?

"... oh. Bomios is dead."

"Dead...? Bomios, it doesn't work anymore...? Together, I can't play...?

The vague 'death' thing that has been in Fee until now must have been understood as a real feeling.

From his big eyes, he spilled tears of puffiness and grain.

........

I'll take Phee.

And my mother took me and Phee.

I hugged him harder.

I don't want this girl to think of this event as just a tragedy.

I wanted you to know that because there is death, it is important to live, that life is worth it.

And I have to be conscious, too.

"Death" is so familiar in this world compared to Japan and others.

That you and your loved ones are a world where you don't know when you're going to die.

"Oh, you killed a Horned Eagle."

With a pale voice, Rütiel muttered so.

Apparently he walked over here.

Especially since she didn't have a reason to run.

For what reason did you eliminate the Raptor?

"... in self-defense."

"Really? Forget me in anger. I'm glad I'm not."

........

I don't even feel like dealing with those words right now.

Fee was stroking Bomios, who was no longer moving.

Even if it was a short encounter, it would have brought a lot to my child.

"Every living one shall surely die. So live hard now and take care of it."

Even if it's a moonlight word, it must be important.

Hearing my words, Phee reacted more than expected.

The stunned face was blue and white and he touched me with his trembling hands.

"Everybody...? They're all gonna die...?

"Yeah. Sooner or later."

"Bye...! To...?

The voice, I guess, obviously wanted a denial.

But I guess I shouldn't lie about this.

So I nodded.

Especially since the difference between me and this girl is only two years old.

I don't really want to think about it, but this could be the 'drop off' side.

"............ ha"

"... hmm?

"Yikes! I'm gone! That, uh, no!

Fee, she cried out again.

For this girl, who is only four years old, it may be too early a reality.

However, it is also important to know that one day 'goodbye' will always come.

But now I can't hang my words of comfort on you.

That makes no sense if not at all when this girl settles down.

So softly, just hug.

........

The mentor knelt beside us like that and gently touched the egg Bomios had 'protected'.

"... this child is alive"

I see.

You really protected it, not just the shape.

But Rhutiel denied it pale.

"It will only be now that the eggs are safe. Ao Oo Mi Glass is never close to that which other individuals have given birth to. In other words, neither those who warm this egg nor those who protect it already exist. It never hatches. So it's just a matter of time."

It's a cold reality.

While in the herd, the white eggs became 'alone'.

"... and six more"

Abel shrugged as she looked around.

That's probably a tiny life, just like this egg, 'losing its parents' surviving and going after it.

My mother looked like she was going to cry.

"It's too harsh for my baby not to be able to help..."

Me too, I think.

No, I want to think so.

Even if that's the rule of nature, these are left over from Phee's "Friends".

So I figured I should do enough to protect 'this'.