"Luxeria, do you know this story? If they find one cockroach, they'll have 100. It's fear. After I heard about it, when I found the cockroach, I threw drugs in my room and got rid of it."
Dim underground.
The stain, which stands out among the scarcity of light, is creeping against walls and floors, and if you like it beautifully, you may have goosebumps.
In such a filthy underground cell, I noticed.
Even though it's such a dirty underground, no, I haven't seen a cockroach since I came to this world, even though it's inferior to Japan in terms of hygiene.
I tried that in my mouth, and Luxeria said, tilting her neck small.
"Hmm, I've never heard of you."
"Ho, you've never seen a cockroach? Wonderful. I can't believe I've never met that greatest enemy of humanity."
Such a metaphorical way of putting it seems to have misled Luxeria, who has put on arms and is just waiting for time to pass.
"What? Are cockroaches and people who call themselves the greatest enemies of mankind besides the Demon King?
"Oh, he's a hell of a foe. The attack won't hit you at all, and you show up everywhere and disappear quickly where you can't get your hands on it. Most importantly, when you see it, the cold runs."
"I see. Being spotted off any attack, moving like an instant move, and emitting more signs than equal to the Demon King... that's a mighty enemy. Whether there is such a strong man or not, does the world mean it is wide?"
Cockroaches have become powerful enemies over demon kings because of my jokes. In a way, it's not a mistake, but it's a really nasty conversation.
But we don't have anything to do right now, and if we don't keep talking like this, we'll have no choice.
That and this, it's all Cecil's fault. Because he won't let us go forever.
It's been two months.
Ever since we got stuck in this cage!
I'm a boulder, too. Recently, we began to embark on this irreplaceable improvement until we rolled out the secret mystery that should have been sealed.
It was also worth it, I got three satisfactory meals every day, and pillows to support my sleep, so that I could maintain a minimum standard of living.
If I'm released from here after, I don't have any complaints...
"Sir, I just remembered, what is it about that name?
Luxeria brought it up about my name, like she remembered, two months ago.
"That's, in a nutshell, the Demon King's countermeasure. That demon king, apparently, has five more guys who share consciousness. I mean, we're in a situation where it's no surprise we're not after our lives at all. That's why I changed my name because if I could stir it up a little bit, I'd feel like I could make some money. I think you should take care of Luxeria."
The measures I have taken against the Demon King are to spread false information and dazzle the public, and to keep my own name from understanding my actions.
It may be weak in one, but I wondered if two sets would show up quite effective. Though it is likely that a brave summons will render both meaningless...
"I see. So you renamed it. It's an easy and effective way, but I can't do it for a while. But I want you to tell me that sooner."
"Bad bad, I was so busy, I forgot sometime"
With the change of name, as my adventurer, the rank started from scratch. I worked hard to get it up to D when I was in the Afroto continent, but there's still a long way to go. But there's no rush. Because we think it's possible to get Gilmouth to talk about the situation and get it back to normal.
I might get some novels, but I wouldn't be punished. My life is at stake.
I named it Hinata because it was a hassle to think about.
So it was fine with Reggie, but I didn't feel much different just by putting a jig on it, and I made it a hinata. Ray to Hinata. No one but me can see through this connection. It means different levels of security.
Well, if you're a Demon King, it's not strange to have world-class enemy skills, but then you can't escape. I shouldn't be optimistic, but I can't help but think about things that are too pessimistic for me to hit my hands with.
Let's just do what we can. You don't want to see his face for a while.
"Well, looks like someone's here."
"Whoa, the only bliss in prison life has come"
"You ate five times as much as I did earlier, right?
Luxeria felt a little frightened, but I waited for someone to come (Meshi) now or now, without any particular connection.
But what came was not God who always brought us meals, but the hateful purple-haired Imperial Soldier who captured us.
"It's you. I guess you brought the rice, huh?
"I would have carried it two minutes ago. ⁉ Are you still going to eat it? ⁉ ●"
"Chip, if you don't have rice, you don't need it. Leave."
"Don't be ridiculous, you bastard!
Intense purple hair. But you're not as competent as the one who caught me to clear up the depression that will never be freed from captivity for the sin of innocence. I need your help with my worries today.
"So what are you doing here? Seriously, if you don't need anything, once you get back and bring the rice, go home."
"Oh, come on... I'm sorry, I need you to put down what you have in your hand."
When I took the special position, the Imperial Soldiers rubbed their hands and lowered their heads. Apparently, he feared my forbidden and special attack.
I hope this hand works for the Demon King too...
"Oh man, so what can I do for you?
"Yes, that's right. I see you've decided to dispose of it, but I'd like you to stop just punching what you have in your hands while you meet with him."
"All right, let's hit our hands by doubling the amount of meals."
I gave you an immediate condition. The imperial soldier's temples are cramping at an amazing rate. Maybe it's his stunt.
He invited someone while performing a stunt that was kept secret that way.
Since the barn only opens the part of the iron lattice surrounding the three sides of the wall, it is not visible who the wall interrupted and called.
While waiting to see what kind of person would come out, Cecil sincerely wondered if she was doing her job properly.
He's saying that someone's here to decide on our disposition or something...?
I had to postpone it somehow, and it was a woman I knew who showed up before me when I was ready.
"Yee-haw, why are you here?"
... were you working properly, that guy?
"Yay, Mr. Lena, it's been a long time. No, I sent an Imperial nobleman to protect me on the African continent, and I've been put here for two months."
I took a pass from Cecil, and I told him that I was white and innocent.
"Oh, I'm so sorry about that! Hey, unlock them now and let them go!
"But, Doctor, they have suspicions..."
Do you think so?
Is that about my identity camouflage and the bandits?
"Oh, it was. Lord Ray, why are you faking your identity? And I don't know why you're the leader of the Bandits..."
"It's quite a long time to explain, so to put it simply, the matter of my identity camouflage is one of the means to escape the Scary Demon King, and I now call myself Hinata. And he's the leader of a bandit, and he's the founder of Coolcats, a newly created country, a commercial country?
Mr. Lena's blood pulled off with Sir. It's already visible.
"And I beg your pardon."
Immediately grounded, Ms. Lena sincerely apologized to Luxeria. It's tough on her, too, having been entrusted with major issues that are likely to develop into international problems.
"No, because it's true that I was leading the Bandits. If you've solved the misunderstanding, that's fine. We'll talk in detail, not in a place like this, but in a solid place, but why don't you let us go first?
"Ha, I'm home!
The keys of the purple-haired Imperial soldier were shaking as if they had been inspired by Mr. Lena's panic. Now I guess in his head, future anxieties that he said would be demoted or necked are circling.
Poor thing. Who would be the terrible guy who drove him so far just to work seriously?
Cecil, I guess.
"Yikes! Freedom at last! It's been a long prison life, you know?
I was freed, resentful, and placed my hand on the shoulder of Pong and his Imperial soldier brother. I trembled and laughed bitterly at him, and I was satisfied that I had done enough to pay him back.
"So, I let you go... Cecil"
"Kukku, long time no see Lord"
"" Huh 8265; ""
I knew you were there...
The two of you will be stunned several times today with my somehow questioning. They must have been in a lot of mental pain today.
"You, why don't you show up and talk?
"No, this is called saga as an informer. If you don't give up, it will help even me..."
"Meanwhile, I don't know where you are... that's enough, what about Mr. Carrot and the others?
Signs of Cecil already. I decided to give up on the issue and cut to the chase.
"In this city inn, waiting for the Lord to return"
"Copy that, go back first. What's the name of the inn?
"It is the Goddess of Abundance"
A goddess of abundance.
"Um, Lord Ray, no, it would be helpful if you could explain to Lord Hinata..."
"That's my exclusive informant. He's suspicious of everything, but, well, he's not a bad guy."
"Oh yeah... well, let's come too"
It didn't seem entirely convincing, but Mr. Lena pointed us both at the exit with her hands, as she had regained her mind.
I'm gonna take that hand and point my gaze in the direction of the exit.
"Become..."
It solidified for a moment.
Hey, why...
Why are those guys here?
That was a silent consternation.
I strayed from my sight. My face anchored to my usual face by the evolutionary system of actor skills, poker face, approximating an inner mind with intense agitation. But there was a rush on his forehead and a sweat that came from amazement.
It was the three faces that brought the agitation to me.
When I was still from Hitachi Ridge, I was in charge, my friend. And there was that friend's childhood friend's face.
"What about those people, Mr. Lena?
"Those men are all soldiers of the brave. What did they do to you?
"Yes, no, it's nothing. It's just that, uh, dark hair is rare."
I thought aggressively of the excuses and returned the answers, a little stuck in words.
"It's true that dark hair is unusual. But they are brave men called not from this world, but from another world, most of whom have dark hair, other than those who are here."
"Hehe..."
Besides these guys, are you here?
I mean, why those guys?
Hit me... is it Nord's fault again?
"Are you interested in them, Lord Hinata?
"As such, well, it's rare for people from different worlds..."
"Then why don't you ask for their guide?
No, but what the hell is he doing this time, as it was Nord's fault? Or has the Empire occasionally recalled them?
... No, wait a minute.
What do you mean now?
"Guides?"
"Yes, in fact, they are still in training and cannot speak up... There is a shortage of people to instruct in space-based skills, and if they wish, they would like to ask you to instruct them."
I indulged in Mr. Lena's words.
I wonder why I coach them?
I'm not saying I can't throw someone I know into this tough other world...
I'm not that good of a man. Most importantly, I hated life in Japan. That goes for everyday with them, too.
It was in a cage for me. It was narrow and narrow, and I hated that inside with nothing. So I have no feelings for them in that cage.
Instead, what I had built in this world was about to collapse because of their involvement, and even the evocations were unconsciously repelled.
So there's no reason for me to coach them?
Sinful?
Now in the middle of it. Throw it out and it will not be a sin.
Anything else?
I didn't think of anything. Except for suspicion of Nord.
In the end, I was just wondering if Nord had done something. It's just that that could be my mistake. So I've looked for various reasons... but I can't find them.
But...
"Fine. I'll teach you."
Enough if there's an inseparable piece for me to hang up on called Nord. That's true for him too. So if this is what he led us to, there must be some reason. I want to know that.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Is that sincere? ⁉"
"Oh."
"Thank you, Lord Hinata! I'm just saying I'm something to be turned down..."
Seeing Mr. Lena exhaling like a heartbroken, I thought. He said there was only one reason.
I did something wrong to this man. With the intention of killing, I tried to kill him.
If you mean sin, go to the individual, not to the big frame.
I just realized it was obvious.
"I will now introduce you all. Lord Luxeria will send you to your home country later."
"Uh, I'm sorry, but I can't do anything about it. I want you to wait about two months. I have business to attend to."
You can't throw out sin. Then we'll have the same result as Saila again. My hands are smaller than I think. We have to make sure we do it one at a time.
"As for this one, I'm in a position to ask Lord Ray. Of course you can."
I fell into self-loathing with Mr. Lena for agreeing to my best.
What am I doing to such a good man? I don't like myself.
That's how Luxeria broke into our conversation when she was in the mood as if she'd chewed up a bitter bug.
"Sorry, I acted with him too..."
"Luxeria, I'll take care of the ghouls, and you send Sora and Norlu to the end."
"No, but..."
Luxeria, trying to come with me, was not convinced or devoured.
He's a total hard-headed bastard. I think it's important to think softer.
"Fine, go to the Empire first. It's important to send Norlu and Sola, isn't it? All I need is you to come with me, and I'll be relieved. On the contrary, are you anxious to leave it to me?
"No, I'm not... um, okay. I'll be responsible for bringing them to your parents."
Luxeria had a reassuring self somewhere when she heard the voice of responsibility. It was a word I put out to convince Luxeria, but I'm pretty sure I'm keeping a letter with Luxeria.
Unlike the Charstenas, the feeling of being able to rely on some company was sprouting without knowing it.
"So, Lord Luxeria is with us?
"You're welcome."
Okay, well, I hope the story's wrapped up, but what do we do?
First of all, how well can you activate the poker face?
My name is Hinata now. There's a good chance the other one will react to that name. I can't change it now...
I'm really glad I didn't make it Reggie. Does this still delude you...?
That's how I raised my nervousness. And that time will come soon.
"Let me introduce you. This man is Lord Luxeria. And this boy is Lord Hinata."
"... what...?
The three solidified at the same time. Grinding in the back of my eyes came from my open eyes.
Among them, the sudden upset was not Haruki, a friend who had often invited me to play, nor the dance teacher who was in charge of me. She was a girl named Rutsuki Knitting who had little memory of her involvement. It didn't take long until tears seeped into her eyes and decimated.
"Ridge from...?
Poker face that doesn't even react with Pickle. Behind that face that didn't put any emotions on the table with my true face, I felt my chest squeezed for some reason.
"Hey, are you from the Ridge? ⁉?"
Her next utterance, Haruki, was reaching out to me with tears in her eyes. I didn't scratch that hand, I just took it.
... This guy was a good guy. Obviously, he was the only one who tried to get me involved who was avoiding people. But still, I never really thought I was a friend...
Even if I am attracted to the Spring Tree with his face imminent in front of me, my face will not show any change with the power of my skills.
"Who is it, Ridge?"
I didn't mean to say it as cold as I could. But the words out of his mouth there were just a little trembling.
"Lord Haruki, this is Lord Hinata. I don't know who you're mistaken for, but let go of my hand."
"Oh, no, I..."
Mr. Lena came in for me and Haruki. Haruki, who regained a little calm with it, swam his gaze and then pulled out his strength to drop his shoulder.
"Calm down, both of you. Sure, it's the same name as him, but it's a coincidence. Now he didn't look at us and change his complexion.... Someone else."
Teacher Dance held him with both arms to comfort Haruki and Ruyue.
Tears in the eye, Doctor.
Spring trees that drop their faces diagonally, like teeth bite.
And still grumpy as a moon.
No matter what you think, they were grieving my death.
I wonder what...... this feeling is.
I don't know my mind.
He says that what the dead want is happiness for the living.
But I didn't want anything from them. What I thought at the moment of my death was the relief that it would finally end.
So I didn't think anything of the people I was living with.
How could that be... the other way around?
I don't know. I wonder why they're grieving my death.
As I hid behind my unchanging face that moistened and unsunny feeling and watched them jizz, my voice flew from side to side.
"Kitty, you don't look like you. I can't believe he stayed captured with a false ID."
"Sylvia......? What are you doing here?
Sylvia with blue hair slightly stretched over her shoulders and a softer gaze than before. I asked her from a simple question.
"Let me tell you something. As always, you can't read the behavior, can you?"
Mr. Sylvia, it's been a long time since we've seen each other again.
I thanked Sylvia for misting this heavy and painful air while I thought of that in a corner of my head. Honestly, I couldn't get drunk in an atmosphere like an overnight stay. Because you have someone in front of you who prays for that blessing. That, too, is not funny because you say it's me.
"Heh, the bastard you were talking about."
A yellow-haired girl who was slightly different from making her eyes shine, but came closer to me with a gaze she might be interested in. She lowers her bow so big on her back that it doesn't correspond to that back, and she smiles so nostalgic that she peeks into my face from the bottom and nods softly.
"If you want to put 'eh' in there, call me normal"
I did what I could to smell the smell. I returned it as naturally as I could, even as I retreated from her one step later.
"Yeah, fine. Nothing. You beat that Dickie, didn't you? How can I beat that genius ~?
I feel familiar with the tone that plays lightly, but not if I ask if it's offensive, it's a familiar way of speaking.
"I guess hard work, guts and tiny courage"
"What's that, Odd? You're more interesting than I thought. [M] Me, Cannon. Nice to meet you ~"
"Oh, nice to meet you. So, what about that kid over there?
I turned my attention to just one strange boy on this occasion. Short-cut hair. Cuts in the cheek. And most of all, it's the stupid big axe that won't let you go carrying it on your shoulder.
When I sent my gaze, my glaring eyes caught me.
"Olah, what an alc. Sylvia told me what you said. I'm talking about strong. What do you say? Meet Ola. Am I right?
Awesome accent, but not a disgusting personality. It's belligerent, I like to fight. I felt something similar from him.
"Fine. Where are we gonna do this?
"From now on..."
It was almost simultaneously that I took the sword out of the storage space and Ark lifted the stupid big axe off his shoulder with one hand.
But it was also almost simultaneous that Sylvia broke in with her hands up in front of me and Alc, respectively.
"Wait. If you do this here, you won't have a cabin."
"Why, you're interrupting me. Olah, you're a wuss."
Even as he complained about Sylvia entering that stop, Alk put his axe back on his shoulder. I don't think I'm willing to fight here anymore.
"Keep it down, Alc. Kitchick, you too. You didn't forget to crumble the arena, did you?
"That was half Dick's fault"
I want you to stop blaming me alone. It was a battle between me and Dick, so the blame should be half.
"As far as I can tell, it was supposed to be your magic that collapsed the arena?
It's my fault.
"If you really think so, I suggest you hit him hard in the head once."
With a smile that seemed like I was going to have a sparkling sound effect, she returned it vividly, too, when I missed it really vividly. He doesn't cure his tight personality even when his eyelids are gentle.
"So why are you calling yourself Hinata or something? Your name is Ray Kitchick, isn't it?
"No, I can't stay in this... Wait, what are you talking about now?
You heard wrong, didn't you?
I thought I heard some strange compass...
"Oh, I'm sorry. Could it have been the other way around? Kitchick Ray."
"I knew my real name was strange before I knew it!
That bastard!
No, I don't blame you, do I? Gilk owes me. But where the hell am I supposed to hit this feeling?
I don't think it's bad enough to take you out for a fun, fun air walk the next time I see you, yeah.
"Ready? Listen carefully, Sylvia. My real name is Ray."
"Yeah, I know."
You have no idea...
"So Kitchick's a fake name and his real name's Ray."
"Fake name? I have no idea what that means...?
"No, so am I. Ask our prince asshole."
I'll be there. I felt nostalgic for what Prince Fu was doing by now. When I become a friend over here, I get a lot of memories for a habit that I don't even miss about my friends in my previous life.
It's an irreplaceable memory for me, from meeting Gilk, to the fact that the two of us did stupid things and got pissed off by Charstena, to an act at a militant tournament.
But at the same time...
- It was very strange.
I wonder why I don't remember Haruki at all.
My memory suggests he was a friend who played several times a week. And yet I can't remember at all what I did and played with him or what I told him.
That's crazy.
Too unnatural.
Nord's words echoed in my head when I realized that.
"Even if I was taking precious memories from you?
The words I heard more than a year ago are heavy by now.
... is that what this is about?
"Ha..."
A bitter thirsty laugh leaked out of my mouth.
There's nothing wrong with that. Why didn't I realize it before?
Or you just realized it and didn't try to think about it.
I'm just like him again...
- They were taking away memories.