A Misunderstood Mentor

The five years I lived with her have been really odd and unforgettable days.

As a two-year-old, she has spoken as if she really could see, even though she should not be able to see the rest.

"Ah, uh-huh."

I don't remember the words, I don't know what I'm talking about, but I thought I was saying hello.

"Hello."

When I turn the Devil's words to her, she laughs all the more, even though she shouldn't hear them.

The smile reminded me of when I was with Nurbee and my emotions shook a little.

"What's your name?

To that inquiry, she did not respond.

I'm leaning and leaning my neck.

Is it a strange story to ask a child who can't even speak his name?

For a moment, I thought about naming the rest, but I stopped immediately.

People should be named after them.

Now that I think about it, it feels like at this time, someone had already decided to name her.

Five years later, she didn't have a name until she was named Alice.

Then she will live in this maze (Labyrinth) with the rest.

By the time a year went by, I was able to speak simple words. However, it was not a man's language, but a language that could only be understood by the devil tribe.

Why, she came here.

Is it your own will or was it abandoned by someone?

I didn't know that, but there was only one thing I could tell.

It was, of her own free will, not to try to get out of here.

I don't know if it's instinct or thinking about it.

It just seemed like she knew she couldn't live in people's worlds.

A heterogeneous being like sticking out of the world.

How can something like her be born after all?

I can't even think about it, so I immediately stopped thinking about it.

And the rest was just a word, I asked her a question.

"Have you been here forever?

"Iriyu"

That's what she said in a rough demonic language.

After another year, it was her second year here.

Something strange happened to her when she was planting demons in the Great Labyrinth of the Demon King (Labyrinth).

Runaway of power.

Too strong a force to fit in her flesh, that was the state.

The walls of the dungeon collapse just by touching it, and the floor is shattered by just walking.

"Quiet."

Though I think it's futile, I chain her up.

In an instant, a thousand severed chains are scattered across the floor in pieces.

"Vuuuu"

If we don't stop her barking like a beast, this dungeon will be destroyed.

"... I don't have a choice"

Open a room she never opened long after she arrived.

The rest of the body was asleep in the centre of the room surrounded by blue flowers.

It was actually the first time in 2,000 years that I wanted to go into the main unit.

"That, what?

The rampage of power had stopped.

She was staring at the rest of the body, no, the flowers that were blooming around the rest, to be exact.

"Flowers. I don't know what kind. '

"Ha Ni"

"Yes, a flower."

Every day since that day, she sees flowers.

I just didn't get too close.

He stared at it from a distance so that he wouldn't hurt the flower.

When I saw her looking at the flowers, two conflicting emotions arose in the rest.

The sentiment that we need to get her out of this dungeon and the sentiment that we want to live with all the time.

Maybe that was the same emotion I had for Nurbee.

A heterogeneous being similar to herself, she was always, for the rest of her life, very important.

From that day on, the rest tried to make her remember control of her powers.

There's no way I can tell you what I can't even do.

Foolishly, when I realized that, another three years had passed.

She was so strong that the rest could no longer measure its power.

As usual, no force could be reduced, and the dungeon was in crisis of collapse many times, but showing flowers somehow made it a little calmer, not even to the point of decimation.

"Someone's coming."

Identify intruders from distances that are still undetectable in an instant.

'It's the same no matter who comes. That door can't be opened to anyone. "

"Stupid, unopened,"

When I heard that voice, something hot came up from the back of my chest, despite my mental (astral) body.

It's a null bee voice.

And I feel a tremendous amount of power coming from in front of the door.

A power comparable to the rest of being a demon king.

Has Nurhachi gained the mighty power to open this door?

But that was no longer meaningful.

The Lord of this door was already gone.

"It won't open with magic that builds up to its limits. No way, he's still getting stronger!?

No. The rest of my powers haven't changed since I became a mental body.

This door can no longer be opened except by her. There is no such thing as something beyond its immense power in the world.

After the door was knocked wide at the end, Nurhachi gave up opening the door.

As the balloon squeezes, I feel the null bees lose their power.

I thought this would do.

The increase in Nurbee's power is temporary.

I can still live in the world of people.

We still have nothing else to live for here.

Silence flows like time has stopped.

Breaking that silence was a pleasant voice out of place.

"If you don't open it, you have no choice. Let's go home and make it better."

I guess it's at the door, too.

I feel signs of a man through the door.

Didn't even feel the power.

It seemed more powerless than any human being I've ever seen.

Why did Nurhachi bring such a man?

Yes, it was when I thought.

The door opened easily.

It's like when she goes through, the door opens automatically and comes into the room like a man who was weighing in rolls.

"Takumi."

Outside the door a null bee screams the man's name.

Beyond the door is a line of null bees and three more, men and women.

A man brought by Nurhachi was sitting up and facing her to collapse in front of her.

It's in the form of a tall girlfriend looking down at a man.

Even close, I don't feel any power in a man.

Why was it possible to open the door?

Touch the door to analyze.

[Error. Force no measurement ga, dekimasen. Function Stopped Shimus]

Stupid. The door that even measured her power is in good hands.

What the hell did Nurhachi bring!?

"What, this guy? Can I break it?

That's what she says in demonic language.

It will only seem to those around them that the beast is barking.

'No, wait, this man...'

It was before I tried to stop it.

The man reaches for her head.

'Bye, silly! Stop it!'

Reflectively, she thought she would pay off the hand and attack.

I can easily imagine what would happen if I ate her unmitigated attack.

There won't even be a piece of cakera left.

"Eh."

But it didn't.

A man's hand touches her head.

Her fist, unleashed at the same time, makes a pitiful noise and hits the man on the shoulder.

Is it because she was touched by people for the first time, she was stiffened with a boo, a face as a man stroked her head.

"All right, all right, you okay? Why are you all alone here?

A man peeks into her face.

"Can't you speak the language, what's your name? Don't you?

I don't understand human language. She's leaning her neck.

What, what the hell is that guy?

When I looked at Nurhachi, he had the same stunning look on his face as the rest.

It wasn't against a man, it was against her.

Understand in an instant.

Nurubee brought the man in for the rest of it.

A null bee who brought a man in to save a lonely afterlife.

But it is given to her with the same, no more power than the rest.

That would have been too unexpected an event for Nurhachi.

"In the meantime, shall we name it? Right, you..."

Nurhachi tries to get into the room to stop it.

Don't stop.

But the rest speaks directly to Nurbee's head.

"This is it, this is it"

The null bee looked like he was going to cry and stayed on the spot.

"Alice, Alice, what's your name?

She grinned at the man who said so happily.

That was probably the first time I was born.

"Alice"

The first human word she spoke.

That was my name.

Alice was given what the rest of us have always wanted.

Nurubee brought Takumi in to save the lonely aftermath.

And the rest, one, is left here.

No, that's what I wanted for Alice.

I haven't seen flowers alone in a long time.

Finally, I regretted only a little that I should have asked Nurbee what this flower meant.

And ten years later.

Ignoring a door that would never be opened, that woman visited here.