Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

The mentor who was originally a teacher and father became the first to draw a sword at me, and my classmates and friends who were not bad at first avoided me like snakes and scorpions, and they all speculated whether there was something hidden in my behavior that was completely out of kindness that they hadn't noticed. conspiracy.The Knights, who were originally very optimistic about themselves, threw out the intention of recruiting before they graduated, and became the main force in the "Elimination of Evil" operation.

Suddenly remembering Eli's words that "Alberta is my home", Allen took two steps forward, bringing the distance between him and Eli closer.

【……thanks. 】

Feeling the gentle pressure on his shoulder blades, Eli loosened some of the bone claws that held his cloak.

Allen put his arm on Eli's shoulder, and this wordless reassurance really gave Eli some comfort.

Not wanting his negative/negative emotions to trouble Allen, Eli restrained his emotions as much as possible. He carefully looked at the black-haired young man in front of him, and tried to change the subject.

[Speak up. 】The bone hand of the undead skeleton gestured the height distance between himself and humans, and his hand drew a diagonal line in the air, 【You have grown so fast in the past two years, you are already taller than me, so I didn't recognize you at first sight. 】

In order to make the topic change more naturally, Eli's tone even contained a bit of half-truth and half-fake frustration. He only realized after he said it that he really minded that he was now shorter than his former junior. A piece of the truth.

Allen didn't start to increase in size until he entered the sixth grade. During the two years he hadn't seen Eli, he had grown at least [-] centimeters, and Eli seemed to have maintained his height the last time they met. The year has only increased slightly.

Knowing that Eli wanted to make the atmosphere easier, Allen complied with the other party's wishes. He looked at the skeleton's bare skull, moved his palm that was originally placed on the shoulder blade, and patted the senior on the top of the head very naturally—— Like Eli did when he filmed him.

"Don't worry." Allen comforted Eli, "Maybe it's just the hair."

Eli: […]

Is this mocking him for being completely bald now!

He clearly heard a "boom" from his skull, like a tambourine with a slightly dull tone. Eli was startled by the sudden slap on the head. After a while, Allen suddenly thought that it seemed that from the moment he was rescued back to the cabin by the other party, his senior status had been faintly in danger.

Thinking about these other questions, he didn't even notice that his hand holding the cloak had unknowingly let go.

The cloak that had lost its restraint naturally spread out to the sides, revealing the hollow body that had been covered by it for a long time.

Noticing that Allen's gaze on his face had moved slightly downward, Eli realized that he had let go.

He couldn't help but want to close the cloak tightly again - there is a subtle difference between showing a "very undead" side without Allen's knowledge, and continuing to maintain the undead posture after confirming his identity.

Allen's hand was faster than him.

"It's okay." Allen stopped Eli's hand that wanted to cover up his skeleton body, and he understood why the other party suddenly cared about this body again.

They didn't feel any difference when they concealed their identities before getting along, but now the two parties have revealed their identities frankly, and Alan is still one of the people who is very familiar with Eli in the human period.

The once familiar flesh and blood, and now a pale and empty skeleton.

Eli was worried that Allen would feel uncomfortable with this visual gap.

Of course, Allen would not feel uncomfortable, he only felt a little dissatisfied with his clumsy comfort.

Unable to think of how to express his innocence and concern in words, Allen only held the bone claws of the undead trying to close the cloak again,

His other hand went around Eli's body, and moved the cloak that Eli was wearing to the back of the undead.

Under Eli's silent gaze, Alan's arms finally wrapped around him.

The other gave him a hug.

Trying to pat his ill-fated old friend on the back, but facing the fleshless "back" of the skeleton, Allen felt a little helpless, so he had to stroke the opponent's spine: "It's okay."

Giving a hug to an old friend who is in severe frustration is a matter of course for Allen, and it is an unambiguous act.

Although it is rare for male friends to have overly intimate interactions, it is also natural to pat the other person on the back when they are frustrated, and give them a firm and reassuring hug when they are frustrated.

Eli was stunned by this sudden hug for more than a second.

Fortunately, no matter how he reacted at the moment, it was difficult for his skeleton-only body to reveal them.

Whether Eli, who was accepting the hug, felt that the hug was unambiguous like himself, this is something that Alan still can't know at this moment.

But he knew that they should not stay in the abyss forest for a long time.

"go home."

The hug out of friendship didn't last long, and Allen let go after stroking the skeleton's spine again. He motioned to Eli to put away the long-forgotten Sword of Hall, and then counted things and went home.

It was probably the word "home" that touched Eli, and he was a little too late to reply to Allen with a "huh", but there was a real smile in his voice, and it sounded like his mood had changed.