Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

It is the Day of Judgment, three days later in the morning.

Even at night, in the early, dim morning, Akari wakes up with the sound of knocking on the room.

It is the club's quarters where the acari are located.

"Mr. Acari, are you awake"

I heard an orpheus through the door.

"... Oh, yes, I'm up now"

Akari responds in a hurry as she jumps out of bed.

"Sorry about earlier in the morning. Get dressed immediately and come to the Branch Manager's office."

answering yes, Akari wakes up to roll off the bed and hurries to get dressed.

Akali's luggage was returned to me by the internal affairs investigator.

So it wasn't up and down the inappropriate leather that the collector had bought that he was dressed for.

Even though it hasn't been two days since he got down the mountain, Akali looks to miss the top and bottom of the leather stuffed in the trunk.

I didn't feel like throwing it away.

"Hey, good morning. Better yet, you're safe."

Upon entering the branch manager's office, a woman who was sitting on a leather sofa on a wooden frame stood up and spoke to the acari in a casual manner.

Senior Aoi.

With the power of "The Sickle of Facts (Factsyth)," he was Aoi the Grand Temple.

Pinched hair on black framed glasses, sharper contour than egg-shaped. White cleric clothing has come to the body not so different from the acari, but what was different from the acari was the firm puffiness on the chest. Unlike Akali, he was in his third year of high school at the time of the summons and is now twenty years old.

"Thank you for taking the time to come all this way for me"

Akali bows his head deeply against Aoi.

"You don't seem to be involved. I jumped out of the school of magic, and I heard you became a hunter, but you seem to have gotten into a lot of trouble. What, for a junior's sake, I'm gonna ask you a few questions. Besides, you'll get your first special referee, so as a church, it's not a bad story, never mind."

Well, I would recommend a face-to-face couch to Akali to sit on.

Aoi teaches when he looks up and sees a slight clam.

"Lord Orphea spared my room for me."

Really? Akali sits opposite Aoi.

"That was really tough."

"No, not so much."

"Some stories accumulate, but let's give it up for the next time. I'm sorry about earlier this morning, but shall we talk about refereeing? I don't have much time. And it's an unprecedented judgment in the past. It may be a little tricky, but I want you to be patient at this point."

"Yes, of course."

Akali nods mysteriously.

Aoi who sees such a clam and smiles faintly.

"You don't have to be so hard. Not so different from the original rules, but shall I explain it from there?"

Aoi explains one by one.

Akali listened to it seriously and summed it up in herself.

[Article 1 - The adjudication of facts is valid only in the ratifying State of the Convention on International Judgment, but does not reject a people other than the ratifying State]

[Article 2 - Judgment of the facts comes from all authority and power and is not subject to interference or coercion. At the same time, no interference or coercion whatsoever other than as a result of the judgment]

[Article 3 - The adjudication of the facts is only possible in the declaration of the parties, and no person may be tried without his or her acceptance]

[Article 4 - Question of the adjudication of facts shall be drawn up on the basis of prior consultation with the adjudicated person]

[Article 5 - Only the facts against the inquiry drawn up with the referee will be proven by the trial of the facts. Nothing else proves it]

[Article 6 - The adjudication of facts shall consist of ordinary and special adjudication. An ordinary trial is a questioning of a referee to prove the facts to the extent that they are not life-threatening in The Sickle of Facts. A special trial is an inquiry that is conducted against a referee to prove the facts with life in Factsys Sickle. Results are reported to all ratifying countries only for special trials]

[Article 7 - The progression of the judgment of the facts is first confirmed by confirming the willingness to accept the judgment in the "Sickle of Facts (Factsys)" before entering the judgment of the facts. However, if the intention to accept the judgment cannot be confirmed, the judgment will cease there]

"And well, this is more or less the place"

"It's okay."

Seriously, Akali, like you're studying.

"You're as serious as ever. Well, I just wanted to say let's just wander to the content of the inquisition, but this time, will you just listen to me for a second?

"Yes, what is it"

Aoi laughs bitterly.

"This is a story that has nothing to do with the referee, but I don't want you to get angry and ask.

Assuming. If you lie, you die. "

And Aoi continued.

"At the same time, I will be the one who killed you. It doesn't judge sins either, it just kills them with lies"

Akali breathed. I didn't realize it was that simple.

Akali didn't have to worry about that because he wasn't lying, and it wasn't weird if he didn't notice, but given Aoi's burden, he should have noticed.

"Su, sui ma-"

"- Whoa, don't apologize. I'm not. All I wanted to say was, I don't want you to kill me, that's all. I still don't like the fact that the first person to come into this world and kill is the same summoner's acari. I'm not talking about the people who created this kind of judgment."

"No, this is the world. I believe in seniors' decisions. So I won't be killed by seniors either"

Akali stared straight at Aoi.

"Let's withdraw the foreword. You are... a little involved. It's hard to say what."

"Uh heh, is that right?

"... you really got involved. You wouldn't have been the type to laugh like that, would you?

That's how Aoi laughed at Kerakera.

What, you look like that? Hopefully, a clam that touches my face with a pepper.

"I'd like to hear about it, but I have to decide what the interrogation is about."

Two hours had elapsed just to discuss the explanations and the contents of the interrogation.

At some point, the morning sun was firmly plugged in through the window of the branch manager's office.

"Well, here's the thing"

"Right. Thank you for your time."

"This is my job of choice."

"Really? I've finally decided what I want to do, too"

"Hmm. Didn't you find it, did you decide? I see. Next time you have time, you want to talk carefully."

Hahaha laughing acari.

"Well, now you'll excuse me. I'll see you at the referee's next time."

Aoi got up and left the room.

It was unmistakable, foothold.

And that's when it came.

Akali was wearing a uniform at the time of the summons, which was a formal treatment.

The uniform is a greasy bow at the neck, a white blouse in charcoal grey blazer and a checked skirt.

Akali realizes the uniform she hasn't been in in a long time is perfect.

Even though it's been less than two years, Akali is stunned to see his lack of much growth, especially his chest.

…………

"Acari Fujisillo, this way please......?

The conductor also looked at the clams worryingly at the appearance of a faint clam.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Go through the doors of an old room and head to the chapel.

The church in this village belongs to Sandra religion, but it is ancient and rustling, and clerics are sent, not habitually. It was a small church made of stone like a potpourri in a corner of the village.

It was not significant, such as the number of rooms in the small church, and the chapel was quickly reached.

"Now if you're called by name, please come inside"

That's how the person who guided me went somewhere.

Acari standing in front of a large wooden door.

Acari suddenly had a loud heart sound and felt stronger.

He seems to be pounding his chest from the inside out dongly.

Until just now, I couldn't feel some sense of reality in a reality that moved visibly, but when I was alone in front of the big door of the chapel, it seemed suddenly to pull me back into reality.

Behind the door is a continuous blurring.

Aoi is once again explaining the rules of the judgment of facts and demonstrating the power of the Sickle of Facts.

There, there's a voice.

"Acari Fujisillo, go inside"

Without the acari pressing the door, the door makes the sound of a giggle and opens.

There was nothing to calm down about.

I can see it from the gap in the door.

The interior was dim and only lighted lightly around the candle set on the candlestick.

There was a passage in a straight line from the door, with candlesticks lined up beside it.

At its poking, there was a large white mid statue, the Son of the Sun, and at its feet there was an aoi just woven with white robes.

The clothes were faintly clear, and I could see everything but what I shouldn't let them see.

Aren't you ashamed? Fu and Akali think about that.

The door keeps opening.

In fan-shaped benches beside each side, emissaries from all countries who came in their formal attire stand up and stare at the acari.

In the wake of that gaze, the tension of the acari increases further and the feet tremble.

But then he lowers the tension that he's going to throw up, and Akali takes a step forward.

Move.

Later, I could walk naturally.

Akari walks down the aisle that leads in a straight line to Aoi, looking only forward.

One gaze after the other.

Some of them belonged to Orphea, Maxeem, and Hayat. Exactly. We don't even have Hayat party members, but there are no other summoners there like Erica or Kaede.

But Akali didn't have time to think about it.

My heart is about to pop out of my mouth, and I feel bad.

I'm glad this church is small, that's when Akari thought sincerely so.

Because I got to Aoi right away.

Aoi gave Akali a faint laugh so he could only understand.

Then immediately raise your face and gaze around.

The face was something the acari had never seen.

It was a strict cleric itself, with no gaps.

"We will now hold a special judgment."

Acari thought it seemed like an undecorative stage.

There was one more wooden foundation a step up from a place with a fan-shaped bench.

Aoi stands there.

"First, then, confirm your willingness to accept the judgment. Acari Fujisillo, arm in front."

As the messenger sees, Akali puts his arm before Aoi.

Aoi is silent and raises his arms over his head.

White light gathers there.

After a while, a pure white sickle was held in Aoi's hand.

Aoi looked at the clams as they were and opened his mouth.

"Is Acari Fujisillo false in being judged of this fact of his own free will, without being coerced by whom, without being blackmailed by whom"

Akali answers one, breathing.

"- None."

And a shaken sickle.

The clams will follow, and they will meditate their eyes.

Silence wraps the place up.

"Confirmed no falsehoods"

Akari opens her eyes to the voice and looks at her arms.

There were no scratches anywhere.

I look sideways at the pure white sickle, which would have passed my own arm.

It was faint, faint but trembling.

Aoi is moving on, not showing such a bare gesture at all.

"So, the question of fact -"

Impact and crushing sound.

Windows closed by curtains are smashed simultaneously from the outside of each wooden window fitted outside.

It is a raid.

The blackening men sneak in silently.

They were all aiming for clams in a straight line.

"I didn't know it was coming during the day."

Maxeem's giant jumps to block his way to Acari and drops his fist bones over the head of the raider who was nearby.

The raider falls and falls to the ground in one blow.

"Stupid."

Along with Aufia's whining, several raiders faint with their abdomens tucked into stones protruding from the ground.

Raiders scattered indoors show faint upset.

One, two, and scattered raiders fall silently.

"I didn't expect you to lay your hands on my people."

Leaving it to its speed, Hayat runs endlessly through the chapel, one after the other dominating the raiders.

Whenever Hayat's black holy sword is waved, the Raiders reduce the number.

The raiders were lightly repelled.

- Who asked you?

Maxime was groaning and nodding. Grabbing the raider's head, he lifts it.

Per body.

But the raiders are silent.

"Right."

Maxeem throws raiders all the time.

The door begins to fly.

- Who asked you?

Ask another raider the same thing.

I grab my head just like I just did, and my body drifts through the sky with the plum.

The other raider, who saw the end of the first raider, was slightly trembling.

"... Zaul. Zaul Domitor Blagoy."

And the messengers, whose names were heard, went out of their way, and it propagated to the other messengers.

This is the case with second-class assassins surrounded by rural aristocrats, etc.

Enough to kill the same country nobility or the elephant in its heap, but it had no more power.

The internal affairs investigator, a messenger from the United Kingdom of El Rodriana, does not put it on his face, but his heart was havoc.

In the presence of national envoys, it was exposed that the cause of this disturbance was that of this country. It wasn't a question of authenticity, it was a question of being exposed here.

Even as Zaul, he may have been hunted down and behaved badly.

It was as if it meant something different when we plotted a false declaration that embedded the brave and an attempt to turn the brave into the dead.

The Blagois have lost their senators. Since the title of nobility is merely an honor, the current lord hides away and replaces him with his eldest son. Zaul, the third son, would not have existed, and after his exile, he would be erased unknowingly.

But as a United Kingdom, I didn't care about that.

That was the challenge for the United Kingdom to come up with how to send the international condemnation that would happen.

Internal affairs investigators scold Maxime for resentment.

That's about all we can do here.

"Keep that about it. We're on trial now."

Orphea looks at Maxime with a sharp gaze.

Orphea is also aware of Maxime's intentions. This way the Blagoy family will be punished in some way without denial. Whatever the veracity of it.

The way it was done was dirty, but I didn't even know how Maxime felt.

He's the one who was sipped boiling water by Tanzan.

It is also the cause of the decision to stop the White Spear. I couldn't help but feel depressed.

Still, Maxeem follows Orphea's word, lowering the Raiders.

"What the hell is the Gendarmerie doing!

The Gendarmerie finally slips into Maxim's anger like that.

"Whoa, we're still on trial. Get out of here."

As blamed on its voice, the gendarmes quickly capture the raiders and carry them outside the church.

Orphea looks out the broken window and looks at Allie.

Allie sensed intent even though she was away and nodded and showed it.

The broken window was not undone, but the referee was continued.

Because Aoi and Akali said they would continue to judge.

"Then again, Acari Fujisillo, turn your back on this one"

Akali follows it and turns his back on Aoi.

A pure white sickle that can gently accompany your neck.

Just be gently pulled, and your neck will fall off.

The envoys who saw it also felt some floating feeling in the raid, cooling down.

The girl's luxurious neck is accompanied by a sickle far beyond the girl's height.

There was a girl and a sickle, an imbalance, something disloyal that I couldn't keep my eyes on.

"Okay, I'll ask.

First of all, you must be the brave man who was given the blessing of God called "Unstable Maps and Enemy (Radar Maps)."

"Yes, definitely"

"The protection of the brave does not apply to the brave, but by way of exception, the protection becomes effective, provided that they accept the protection of the opponent. Do you accept Fact Sickle? If you lie, this sickle will be just an iron sickle and will drop your neck. May I?

"Yes, no problem"

Akari glanced and decided not to look at the Great Sickle.

All you have to do is mention the facts.

A large sickle passes through the thin neck of the clam.

Seeing it, the messengers breathed.

A white sickle came through without breaking the girl's neck.

If a girl lied about even one, her neck would fall off like a joke.

The pure white sickle slashed it off beforehand, like a marutai as thick as a person.

Aoi continues pale.

"You can discern objects with enemies, but with malice, did you strike the White Phantom Crusader led by Mr. Zaul Domitor Blagoy against the Great Thorn Spider (Atrabasik)?

"No."

The pure white sickle also passes through the neck of the clam.

The messengers couldn't keep their eyes open anymore.

I completely forgot that I was skeptical inside, apart from ostensibly, about this judgment.

It was similar to the sight of a public execution, but it felt like watching a clean ritual, with no dark place to do so.

"Did you deliberately strike the White Phantom Crusader led by Mr. Zaul Domitor Blagoy on the Great Thorn Spider (Atrabasik)?

"No."

A pure white sickle passes through the neck of a clam.

The envoys gazed at a healthy girl who showed her innocence.

I know the circumstances.

Of course they know what's behind it as a nation.

If that had happened even in my own country, I certainly had that fear.

But now, I forgot that.

"In your mistake, did you strike the White Phantom Crusader, led by Mr. Zaul Domitor Blagoy, against the Great Spider (Atrabasik)?

"No, I tried to stop them, but I never even gave them an ear"

A pure white sickle passed through the neck of an acari four times.

There was a sigh of relief from the place.

The messengers were already sympathetic to the heroine of the tragedy. While on the brave body, the girl flirting with the state was exactly heroine.

"Good. The trial of the facts proves that Acari Fujisillo, in either malice, intent or negligence, has struck the White Phantom Crusader led by Mr. Zaul Domitor Blagoy against the Great Spider (Atrabasik),"

Akali breathed relieved.

Finally, it was proven innocent.

Something stuck around seemed to fall out.

"Acari."

A man's voice called for an acari.

In front of Akari, Hayato, who jumped out of the bench, descends.

I squirmed on the spot.

The most famous brave man suddenly appeared before the heroine of tragedy.

It was people's minds to expect something.

"Come with me! I can protect you!

Hayato who knows or does not know the irresponsible expectations on the premises and goes along that route.

Akari stares at Hayato, who has offered his hand without hesitation.

No longer had the church chapel set the stage for a magnificent story.

It's the end of a magnificent story, and this is the beginning.

One by one, the clams were staring.

"I'm sorry."

Akali bowed his head deeply.

The messengers shall be Pocan.

"Being with me doesn't mean being flirted with by boring politics. I can protect you."

Akari slowly raised his face to Hayat's words.

And step aside without taking Hayato's hand.

And he turned to the messengers, and opened his mouth.

"I, Akali Fujisillo, am leaving home."

Quiet in the venue.

Neither Hayat in front of me nor the messengers understood what was going on.

No, Maxime was about to laugh now, and Orfia was laughing bitterly.

"I will be the Matron of the Moon Goddess (Maruna Nyum) and will serve the Goddess."

Gradually, its meaning permeates everyone in this setting.

Hayato in front of me is whispering, no religion, he seems to be telling Akali that he's going to destroy himself, but Akali can't even accept that.

From behind, Aoi asks.

"What is that, protected by the 'Mate of the Moon Goddess (Maruna Nyum)'?

Akali laughs and denies Nico.

"No. Just as Senior Aoi decided for himself where he was, so did I. I also decided to make The Mate of the Moon Goddess (Maruna Nyum) my place of life. Orpheans have given us permission."

Aoi on the face of a resolute clam said, well.

If you've decided where you are, there's nothing to say.

The messengers were appalled by the sudden change of story that the heroine of tragedy was leaving the house. Where did that healthy girl go?

The girl who stands in front of me, she thinks she's a tough woman who can stand up on her own.

The messengers felt like they had woken from their dreams.

The internal affairs investigator, who was watching it the same way, wanted to hold his head.

It becomes self-evident that brave men have been raided in front of so many messengers and that brave men have been flirted with politics, and at the end of the day brave men leave the house. It was incalculable as a political stain.

The sound of lightning strikes outside the church as the church chapel was quietly noisy in Acari's declaration of departure.

It was bleak and sunny outside, and not thunderous or other falling weather.

Everyone thinks it's another raid.

But nothing, it won't happen.

At that time, Hayato ran all the way, as he realized something.

And I saw the hayat, and the acari rush.

And Maxeem, Orphea, and Aoi followed.