"She stole something important to me." The boy smiled reluctantly, so thin that he worried about whether he would fall down in the next second. "She stole her heart. And then, here. He pointed his finger at the heart, the slender fingers were clean, the thin blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible, and it seemed that the slightest exertion would damage this perfect work of art.

"Empty. It hurts. "Ethereal and soft, so light, so light, as soon as the wind blows, it disperses.

He is like a knight, a princess whom he has worked so hard to rescue, the person he loves the most, and the prince who is with him. The sadness of fear, the sadness of helplessness, the pain that you love but can't protect.

This is the story behind the fairy tale.

The prince's mission is to live happily with the princess. And the mission of the knight is to protect this happiness with his life.

But this time, as a prince, he chose a simple idiot "Cinderella", who abandoned the princess who gave almost everything to him.

The love between the prince and "Cinderella" unexpectedly received a lot of blessings, and the boy looked at the couple silently. The groom smiled apologetically and greeted the other guests with his smiling bride. The prince and princess at the beginning were not so happy. No, there are more. At that time, the woman stood fearlessly beside her lover, facing the same pressure and threats as him.

The boy still remembered that her eyes sparkled with happiness and pride as she said these things. He loved her, but he would have preferred to see her so happy forever.

The young man lowered his head, and a faint hint of murderous aura flashed. What is he?!

"Don't you want me?" If it is fragile, it is like a broken gardenia petal in the rain, and it is like being slowly cut by a blunt knife, and it hurts and hurts.