"Demetrius?" He was a little incredulous.Demetrius looked up, Calvin was standing a meter away from him, and those pale blue eyes had a straightforward concern, "Are you hurt? Where does it hurt?"Cat pupils erected, staring at those flying golden light, while Demetrius not pay attention to swallow several."Meow..."She smiled at Demetrius, and as she was about to say something else, several smaller, pure white souls flew out, flanking her and following the golden light away. Along with her were countless souls who had been trapped for years, the white ones ascending to heaven, the black ones sinking to earth.When those things were cleared, the spirits came up.Greer...The road of reincarnation that has not been opened for a long time clears everyone's present and past lives.Caught off guard, Felix Richard fell forward, as if hit by a cannon."What's going on..." Tears of physiology continued to fall, and Felix Rich

During this time Demetrius is still practicing the Shaw Association.When Calvin went through the dorm again in the morning, he didn't find his little friend next door, and the bedding looked the same as yesterday.Rafael's fighting prowess heightened their perception of the "cat" creature.He was at an impasse, and couldn't get out. It was in this situation that Demetrius arrived for Hezekiah Diaz's piano lesson the next day, to be hit by the Hungarian's crazy rainstorm.His favorite teacher had composed an important piece, and Demetrius approached it with 120% attitude, but the actual result was not what he had expected."You can't do this Zechariah, let Hezekiah Diaz be the bad guy."The cat tries to grin and puff, the sleeping man makes a small sound before him, and the cat's puff instantly turns into a rhythmic purr, rising and falling steadily like a white noise to lull people to sleep. Realizing that the sharp eyes had softened, the c

Demetrius opened the door, and the cat was in no hurry to get in. He tied a red ribbon around his neck, seriously tied a symmetrical bow on his chin, and the cat was holding a mouse in his mouth, like the animal groom in the cartoon. Out of compassion for the underworld, Mariyah lies flat on her bed, closes her eyes and falls back into a half-awake, half-sleep. Then he fell into a deep sleep, satisfied, and left the crowd in disarray. A year has passed since witnessing the fall of the stars, this year Mariyah because of the power consumption has been too much drowsy, the witch even once wanted to follow the stars and go, but somehow is alive. Kea thought again, lay down on the ground and rolled, revealing its white bib and twisting its belly. If there is a god in this world, Mariyah believes that it is the god of Arapachi who has been hanging above Yokohama for centuries. In order to catch the mice it also hired outside help, not only did the friends drive the mice to it, but als

Beethoven made a point of looking at the clock."Mood disorder."Beethoven thinks for a moment, "Although we've never discussed it, I think Cherny should know about it too."Yes, the only pillow was specially prepared for Ernesto, Beethoven never used it in his work. The only reason the hard and smelly German had such a soft thing on hand was because Ernesto could have easily taken a shine to his music without grabbing something in his hand."Fierce athletic competitions.""Damn--!""Who taught him that!"Ernesto: "...""But, this is also a chance for us to look at ourselves."They were attracted by each other's light, and by the light of others.Beethoven's face twitched again." His music is still like Hezekiah Diaz.""For safety, I mean... Kyoto School." As he spoke, Felix Richard kept his eyes on Kea, pulling out a small dried fish.In this respect, Ernesto's grip was really good.It took a while for the cough to subside, but Beethoven didn't really want to talk about Hezekiah Diaz

It is only by distinguishing oneself from others that one can have something called "I", that one can find one's place amongst all the pianists. Demetrius ignored him and moved around the sculpture, trying to see more of it from a different perspective. Strong, presence and personality. The number of works is small, occupying only a small corner, and the paintings are not even framed, some of them are directly attached to the wall. Hashida froze, and laughed out loud, "Indeed." There are a lot of interesting exhibits, various thematic exhibitions, each focusing on a different part. A student from Tokyo University of the Arts made a wood sculpture with charred wood and lime wood. The charred wood in the front, sculpted as a human half struggling, no face, only the gesture of pushing forward is very impactful. The linden wood, behind, shows a female figure, gazing with downcast eyes, with a gentle expression and a soft, relaxed body language. Demetrius stood in front of a painting,