"So—"
"Are you coming along too?"
Russell asked Acheron. There seemed to be a trace of nostalgia on his face; he rather liked Eden.
That big sister was both considerate and cool.
In the mornings, she would wear a gorgeous backless gown and take him to play the violin and accompany piano pieces.
In the afternoons, she would switch into biker gear and take Russell speeding down the road, her flowing red hair driving Columbia's mounted police mad with rage.
Even ignoring that exceptionally beautiful face, she was an ideal big sister figure.
Unfortunately, for various reasons, Eden's door now bore a sign that read: "Dogs and Russell Not Allowed."
It truly made one sigh at the unpredictability of life. Sausage stuffed inside sausage.
"Eden's concert is going to be incredible. It'll be worth making a special trip to fifty thousand years ago for it."
He said something that sounded exaggerated even to Acheron.
A musical performance worth waiting fifty thousand years for...
Even the Sky Ring Clan's Robin wouldn't be praised that highly, would she?
Still, whether it was exaggerated or not had nothing to do with her.
She thought.
After all, she did not like music that much.
Besides, the agreement she had made with Russell was, "Unless there is an emergency, I will remain by your side."
There was no particularly urgent matter at the moment, so naturally, she was going to stay beside Russell.
"That sounds pretty good."
"However, I have certain requirements regarding travel benefits."
"I need a residence that is separate, but not too separate—somewhere on the same floor as you, but not adjacent."
Acheron made her demand.
Although that white-haired little creature looked rather perverted, watching a somewhat perverted friend was still better than looking at a memorial portrait.
Upon hearing that, Russell