I do not own Dictatorial Grimoire. I do wish that they'd had made it longer tho. wish there was an anime for it too.
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It was late afternoon in October the chilly autumn air setting in when he saw it. A small abandoned park. The swing set swung softly as a breeze blew by pushing it forwards.
His mind thought back to the times he spent with his mother at the park when he was a child. He smiled softly his eyes portraying the sadness he still felt from his mother's death.
"Otogi-kun!" He heard Hatsushiba calling out for him. He turned around waving out to her and the others. They ran up to him immediately asking what it was he was doing here. He shrugged their questions away and began walking back the way they came.
Sorimachu and Hatsushiba immediately caught up to him Sorimachu hitting him on the head and chastising him for ignoring their questions. As they continued walking away from the path neither one of trio noticed the translucent figure watching them sitting on top of the swing set smiling.
"It looks like I won't have to worry about him so much anymore. I feel abit sad about that...but it's nice to know that he has others to look out for him."