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Kinds of love.
"Rosarin, your God rank has gone up!"

"... Is there such a thing?"

"No."

"It's just my mood."

I was easily deceived. Anyway, for some reason, Kurarin seems divine. It might just be my imagination.

"Kurarin, I want to grant that child's love."

"Which child?"

"The one you helped during Rosarin's love event."

"Miss Leticia, right?"

"That's the one."

"Why are you so fixated on Le... that lady?"

Rinka tilted her head.

"I heard a voice. A voice asking for Kurarin's help..."

"That Le… lady must be the first one to pray to the God of Love Kurarin."

"It's Miss Leticia."

"Sorry, I can’t remember name for some reason. But Miss Leticia, huh? Anyway, Aldin's thread is quite tangled up. It will require considerable power. Don't you think Kurarin might understand this better now?"

"Yes... but Kurarin wants to help maidens troubled by love!"

"I will assist you, Kurarin!"

"Rosarin...!"

"”Soul☆Friends!!"”

We firmly linked our arms.

"... You two get along well."

Lavita looked on distantly. He wasn't as enthusiastic.

Now then, speaking of other lovebirds in Christia...

"Us?"

"That's why we're asking!"

"But I've always been consulting with you, Rosarin, so there's not much new to say."

"Then, Cider-kun!"

"Me?"

Cidar-kun, though a bit confused, talked earnestly.

Apparently, Cidar-kun had thought Milfi was as beautiful as a storybook princess since his days as a thief. Thinking back, Cidar-kun realized it might have been love at first sight.

The one who reconnected these two, who should never have met again, was me. After reuniting, they were drawn to each other, eventually getting engaged and arriving where they are now.

"Back then, I didn't know Milfi was my mate... but she always stayed in my mind. Now, having Milfi by my side, I'm happy. Sometimes I still dream that I'm living in poverty, and this current life is all a dream. That I'd get caught stealing, have my arm cut off... and unable to work. If I hadn't met Rosarin and the others, that might have been my reality. I was really just lucky."

Cidar-kun chuckled.

"That's why I want to become someone great and do what Rsoarin does. I want to build an orphanage in Wolfanea like the one Rosarin runs, to prevent kids like the old me from appearing... Sorry, this isn't about love, is it?"

"No, Citan. That's also love, this is love."

"Whoa!?"

Kurarin was dressed like a noble mouse—a certain bourgeois mouse. I'd love it if you'd call her Mickey Mouse, YO☆

"When did you... it suits you, Kurarin."

"Thank you, Milrun!"

Kurarin smiled.

"Charity, philanthropy, I suppose? Of course, I'll help too. Seeing little fluffballs with dry fur due to malnutrition is an affront to the world!! Let's aim for a wonderful Fluffy Kingdom!!"

"... You never waver."

"You never waver."

"Rosarin, you ruined it."

No, no, fluffiness is a miracle bestowed upon this world. Fluffiness should be protected! And it should be adored to the fullest!!

I passionately talked about my love for fluffiness for five hours straight.

Cidar-kun worked during this time. Milfi, though dozing off, listened until the end.

And Kurarin... had turned into a fluffy ball. She was like a furry little fluffball.

The crystallized love...

"... Is this okay?"

"Well..."

"... It's okay... probably... probably?"

"Honestly, I'm really sorry!!"

Even the crystallized love had grown hair. No doubt, it's because of my love for fluffiness!!

How did it come to this!?

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