"...In the common sense of the country I know... it's completely different."
Rocco muttered as he hugged Mr. Bunny tightly.
Upon hearing this, Laxus perked up his ears and looked up at him.
The emotions in his red eyes were hard to read, but despite that, Rocco, with determination, gently opened up the memories he cherished from his past life and began to speak.
"Wolves are protectors, you know. They're really cool, the strongest animals. Red is the color of a hero... and eyes, well, everyone changes their color once they get bored."
Laxus, in a faint voice, murmured, "A country like that... really exists?"
Rocco nodded his head enthusiastically, tears welling up in his eyes as he responded, "Of course! Common sense changes depending on where you are! It changes with people! Some even say the color of a hero is pink!"
Laxus paused, seemingly taken aback.