"Ouch love, I'm injured!"

　　"Huh?" Blessy quickly approached him and looked at his finger. His eyebrows immediately reached out when he saw that he had no wounds. "You're not injured, ah."

　　"There is."

　　"Where?"

　　“Here oh,” he pointed to his lip. “It hurts. The mentality spilled out of my lips. ” He smiled and begged to look at it.

　　They are out of the house now, she opens her knuckle as Blessy asks. They just finished having breakfast together and Zerus can say that this is one of the worst breakfasts he has now ‘his memory hasn’t completely returned yet.

　　"Am I the one you're kidding?"

　　His reaction immediately became...