When you leave the inn, you run straight south through the night when the sun goes down.
Hurry through the gates symbolizing the city of Adriatic and leave immediately behind the bridge connecting the city and the village.
A lush night forest with no paths. It's a dark and creepy world that provokes fear, but I can't afford to do that now.
("Stamina charge"... hi, "Hypnocure")
Running while losing balance on the unstable mountain ground, magically compensating for your lack of health.
Still, I can't remove the hypnosis release magic.
I feel like I'm being chased. I feel like I'm being chased.
Without confirmation, I don't feel like I'm being chased.
Perhaps this is just a feeling of anxiety inside me chasing after myself. [M]
Even if I understood it... I'm so scared that I can't help but use healing magic.
I'm scared.
Now that I'm asleep, what's in my head... I'm afraid everything that makes up me will be taken from me without a trace!
("Stamina Charge"... "Stone Shot")
A wolf monster appeared in the mountains, even in the dungeon that was left open.
The taller you stand, the better you will be than me. [M] Quickly, the fur is as hard as armor.
Looking at him, I used stone attack magic. The magic of fire leads to a wildfire, and those women find their place.
... it's not a wildfire that worries me, I think I'm rotten no matter where I go.
Nevertheless, it's been a long time since I've used attack magic. No matter how long the magic comes out of my hand, it will show me irrevocably that I have a talent that is better than healing magic.
Without any difficulty, the large wolf monster fell into the distant ground, scattering fresh blood.
... I knew it from the beginning.
I knew from the beginning that I couldn't be a Virgin.
I could never have been a saint to such a mean servant, who stripped me of my lust for honor and jealousy.
Even if I got a job (job) for [Virgin], I couldn't do anything about it.
I knew best that my essence was an "attack."
I knew it. I knew it.
I knew it, but I couldn't stop.
... I don't know what this is, not a fool.
Isn't he more foolish than he who was running without knowing?
In the mountains, huh.
I think of one possibility.
(... even if Vince doesn't remember Russell in the first place, is there any guarantee that the memories I remember are authentic?
It was a possibility you shouldn't have noticed.
(It is possible that Vince is right and I am wrong... and the familiarity of Amy... it is possible that I planted it on my own...)
There is no material to deny the possibility.
(Possibility that I have learned by reading a book. But Katie was far above me. [M] The possibility that I will fit into Katie's knowledge.....)
Stop, stop. The wheel of thought.
Don't go any further.
(Memories I've spent all my life in... my home village... orphanage... sister, childhood friend, best friend, and... my first emotional partner...)
My wish is empty, and the thought circuit goes forward in an instant. [M]
(all of which cannot be denied the possibility of being crops)
An enemy appeared before me. [M]
It was me.
My head is spinning fast, so I thought about all the bad possibilities in an instant.
The elements that make up you strip your teeth just to hurt you.
It's being eaten apart.
Joy, sorrow.
The familiar smile and the angry face of Sister.
The warmth of the sun on a sunny day.
The smell of dirt on rainy days.
The pale... mind that came to mind when I was young.
Everything is eating apart.
All that remains is a dark, hollow darkness.
(I'm... I'm...)
And finally, the answer you shouldn't have gotten--
(Am I really Janet?
—— The last component of the ego is filled black.
I don't remember how I got home.
This is Adria. Midnight village.
It matches. It is somehow consistent.
50% more likely to answer correctly.
Orphanages.
It matches. It seems to match.
The probability of not having a conflict in memory is 50% higher.
"Oh, are you a customer...? What Janet!? Janet!?
"Gemma, old woman. Sister, it's a match. Somewhat likely to be authentic"
"Nh, what are you talking about... well, what's the matter with you? There's a great neighborhood around your eyes..."
"Room. Nobody in. If you put a child in, you might attack."
Tell him that and enter the room.
Close the window curtains immediately. The room turns off the moonlight and becomes dark.
Russell.
Amy.
Vince.
Was there such a familiar child?
I don't know anything anymore when I'm alone.
It's cold.
Your body and mind are completely frozen.
If I try to move it, I'm going to get everything caught up and crack.
Dark.
The sound of nothing reaching the dark room.
If you make any noise, that woman's... Katie's predator's eyes will go crazy when they think it's time to take everything away from me.
I'm scared.
There is nothing to rely on. I have no knowledge to rely on.
The pile of knowledge that makes up me has become my most questionable enemy. [M]
... and no one can count on it.
I didn't learn how to seek salvation.
Because I'm a fool. Because I'm a fool.
Because he's a stupid kid who can't do anything alone.
I once thought I was jealous of my best friend and hid on purpose.
He was good at finding things, even if he wasn't a princess.
The connected hands were warm.
In an empty room, your trembling body makes foolish remarks on its own.
"I don't know... I'm scared... Rub, rub, rub... Russell... I'm here..."
I threw him out.