"Huh..."
In a pure white room, the temperature rises as soon as morning. The summer sun isn't even asphalt, but it flickers back on the floor and raises the temperature.
But there's no wake-up call. Here, it's a good alarm replacement.
I wake up a thin, sweaty body, take off my sleeping rolls and I sweat off my sleeping in the shower provided in my room.
There's no perfume, no odor erasing, nothing here. So as soon as I scratch my sweat, I take a shower. I won't say luxury, but at least I want the stink out. As a woman.
I don't know how many showers I take every day.
I hear the showers in this world are made of demonic stones. Until the demon stone's magic runs out, the water comes out. However, they say it costs money to make it hot water, and if you want to warm up, you just have to soak it in the hot tub.
When I sweat in the cold shower in the morning and wake up in the cold, I wipe my body and change into my usual gear. The gear is all from the Empire and is decorated with a flamboyant luxury, but it doesn't seem to have any special effects like the game.
It's just light as a feather compared to the beginning, but a little too heavy for me as a woman. I want a little lighter gear, but it's an important protective gear that will protect my life. Far better than running out of cloth.
Wearing himself in heavy gear, he sat on his bed until it was time.
And I remember fu.
Speaking of which, that kid's gear seemed light.
Speaking of light attire, it sounded good, but it wasn't even rigid gear that was going to bounce back the other guy's attack, and most importantly, it was just prisoner clothing. I'm not dressed to fight. Yet even with a punch that blew Haruki lightly, he was fighting back fine.
Is that what the difference in status is?
I was concerned about him. Maybe because it had the same name as Ridge himself. It really overlaps me. You know that's something you shouldn't do, but your unconsciousness won't allow it.
"Thank you... you've spoken so much..."
I didn't get to thank you for helping Haruki. The sight of them being tragically murdered, even when they were outsiders called demons, who looked like people, was too irritating.
Even now, nausea steams back when I remember.
I stopped thinking there. Because I was really going to throw up. I stopped remembering and switched out of the room wondering if it was time.
What I'm heading for is a large courtyard inside the Imperial Castle. I always train there. I came back here, it's only been about a month, but I was returning to the same rhythm of life as before.
The Imperial Castle garden is very large. There's still plenty of room for each of us to do a mock fight. From time to time, this place seems to be used for training Imperial soldiers and so on, beside which we often train, we do mock warfare and so on.
But the courtyard is so beautiful, even though that's where so many people use it for training. People come to rest and chat a lot around the fountain that blows up like an arch in the middle of the courtyard, peeking at our training.
Around them, flowers bloom beautifully, crossroads stretching in all directions around the fountain. The path surrounded by flowers leads to the building.
On the other hand, the ground around me where I'm training is trampled and vandalized and the flowers kicked off, but after a few days it's completely back to normal. They say the gardener is fixing it.
I feel a little sorry for you, but thanks to those gardeners, your garden still maintains a beautiful style today.
"Have we all assembled?
Dr. Lena, who showed up on time, got confirmation that they were all gathered. Someone nods at Dr. Lena, but there weren't enough three of them on this occasion. But based on that, we're all here now. The three of them have not been in training for quite some time. I didn't even come on the trip.
I guess I have no more responsibility or motivation for them as brave men.
Kaido and Kurata said they've been doing whatever they want these days. Only power is as troubling as we are today, and the Empire seems to be haunting our heads.
Roll out to the city, put your hands on a woman, or make a case by doing something chimpy, and make the end of it an empire.
They went on to talk about putting them in jail a few times, but they said that they were forced to bring them back to their original world, and they insisted that if they couldn't do it, they don't talk about what they were doing.
For what we are working together as brave men, it seems that the imperial side could not resist their demands and had to pretend not to see them. They were afraid to catch them and buy our objections.
However, most people on this scene will not remember the objection. Instead, he wants you to catch him, but no one will ever put him in his mouth.
I think I'm afraid of those two, including myself. Especially since I tasted the fear of death the other day.
On the other hand, Yamaguchi, who was being abused by the two of you, never came out as you pulled into your room. I went to the room to talk to him a few times, but he didn't come out.
But he's trying to contribute to this world somewhere else than in the role of a brave man.
They're doing a lot of research through knights trying to bring science into this world full of unscientific fantasy. That happened, so I can't help but be afraid to go outside. But I think it's splendid that you're trying to contribute to this world in some way.
"Well, I'd like to start with a bare gesture, but before I do, I have news for all of you. Actually, I'm sorry for the rush, but training will be off for a while from tomorrow."
The announcement from Dr. Lena was about the day off. He didn't tell us more about Dr. Lena's use, but we were purely happy without thinking deeply about it.
"Long time no see."
I wouldn't be the only one who was open to the training that lasted every day. If we hadn't had our own lives at stake, we might have had a cheat break.
It is very gratifying to be given a break at that time. Let's go out to the city tomorrow for a while.
I enjoyed my training thinking about my plans for tomorrow that way. We were a little pissed off by Dr. Lena when everyone didn't get into training, but it was without a stopper to say it to us in high school.
"You made a move."
As planned. The sense of coming from space captured the brave men rolling out into the city.
What I'm in now is a room in an inn named Operations. Identify the brave with a thousand eyes while suppressing the urge to hang the drapes of "Engraved Anti-Homicide Headquarters" in front of the room.
It spreads a simplified map on a table placed in the center of the room, on which is placed a pawn with the names of the brave men.
Move the brave pawn captured with a thousand eyes and place it on the map. It's just impossible to keep an eye on everyone at once, so we're going to keep an eye on them instead. This was made in an impromptu manner so that nothing could be lost at that time.
The Lunar Moon Group is headed to the center of the city.
I anticipated the destination from the direction of the journey and the atmosphere that was clearly headed to play, and I thought their group would be white. That was also because they actually confronted each other and stared from that stature that the killer was a man.
Well, I'm gonna keep an eye on you for once.
"Whoa, now Spring Tree Group"
He doesn't seem like a killer type, but he's the strongest of the brave guys, so let's be vigilant, just in case.
The brave men who leave the city that way are divided by danger on their own, changing their attention. The two most dangerous of these are Kaido and Kurata.
Those guys have always liked weak bullies. They've been roughing up the city lately, and it's not weird if one of them is a killer.
It just doesn't stick. I don't think those two can create that madness. Instead, I can't contain the killing urge, even though I'm usually very human and serious. People like that seem more insane.
This is why we can't identify the killer. The opponent is cautious. I can't grab my tail without being careful with this one either.
"Is Kaido and Kurata back town? That's suspicious. Cecil, can you ask for it?
"Cool, got it."
To the two likely to commit another crime, he sent in an invincible Cecil, unless he was also the Demon King. If you're a man who can detect those signs, that's pretty much the certainty of a killer, but you'll be worried about those two who smell like little things.
"... do they have nowhere to go but the central city"
The footsteps of the brave men who left the castle were in a certain direction, trying to gather in the center street except for a pair of trinkets. I sighed inside when I saw the ones who prepared this for me and the pawns I made last night.
"Well, Luxeria is looking around the center of town, and I need you to keep an eye on the braves."
Copy that.
After the two of them left, I glanced at the center and back towns, and then at the brave men left in the castle. The central city brave men walked the city with utmost peace and pleasure. Meanwhile, the little braves have already rubbed twice. You'll report to Mr. Lena later.
But nowhere is there any sign of a murder.
"I knew if it wasn't night, would there be any movement..."
While I thought so, I even kept an eye on their movements for clues. Watching people play for hours is so boring. But I wasn't bored. Because I had a real feeling that I was getting a little closer to the answer.
The massive amount of information gathered by Cecil, the body of the victim and the inscribed letters, and then the information of the brave men since they came to this world, intertwined like a spiral in their heads, involving a cross spear.
I share knowledge and information. When the vortex of the spiral wrapped around one...
A bell announcing the evening announced the arrival of a long night.
The heart of Teito. It was a delightful place for girls with many clothing stores. Brilliant ornaments and fashionable clothing are displayed in stores to cater to customers in a fierce war zone. We enjoyed our long holidays as we received calls and clerks who were persistently involved just with a flickering glance.
From time to time, I enjoy different worlds of cuisine in shops like coffee shops, while enjoying shopping for money once it is paid for by the Empire. Clothes that are completely different in material and design from Japan. Like a kid who bought us a new game, we went around obsessed and tried it on.
"Knitting ~, you're having dinner outside today, right?
"Yeah, right. Because of this, I'd love to eat and see some food from downtown this world."
When I nodded to my friend's confirmation, he immediately started looking for a store to see if he had already finished confirming anything else. We don't know what it says because we can't read different worlds, so we walk with a bluff and stop in front of a slightly lonely store with the smell of stimulating the stomach drifting from inside.
"Make it here!
"What, here?
"'Cause this kind of seemingly lonely pattern is actually more like a famous store."
A good friend of mine walked around various shops since he was in Japan, and his hobby was to find hidden famous stores. I suggest she might be a famous store like that, so there's no reason for me or any of my other friends to refuse. I just thought it was just a little scary.
I am aware that I am afraid of myself. So I go inside after everyone that I worry about extra.
The shop was lined up with wooden desks and chairs like a fixer, and the atmosphere was different from eating on a long table where more than 50 people lined up in Imperial Castle could afford it.
Dine around the table with all my friends. I miss that so much, it was warm.
We are all separated from our families and anxious to fight demons in land we do not know. I was wondering if we could return to our original world alive. But if you don't do your job as a brave man, you're not gonna bring us back to the world we came from.
We're all patient. The truth is, I'm scared to throw it away, but I'm doing my best to get home.
So, just a few moments, but I was happy to remember when I was in Japan. We're sure to go home. I had hope so.
- But that was a sweet prospect.
We didn't know yet.
What you really should fear is that you are not a demon or a demon.
We didn't realize.
That the earth and the other worlds are full of malice no different.
The sound of a bell announcing the evening.
Rin's voice is the sound of a loud bell that passes across the city to let you know the night is near. However, as usual, we did not know that the bell had been called special in Shirai in recent times.
- Engraved bells.
An alarm that informs the time for the killer to move.
We don't know that, we play around the city at night. I'm sure from this moment on, we've been prey. of malice full of the world.
Ignorant I was entangled in that malice myself.
The area was completely covered in the darkness of the night and the city was dimly lit by the lights of private houses. The vibrant streets of the day lurk perfectly, and the only difference is the imperial soldiers.
The term strict precautionary system turns my head.
Feeling the unpleasant atmosphere of the city's change, we turned our heels to return to Imperial Castle.
"Hey, that..."
Then one of my friends stared at the back of the alley, diving in his voice and ears like he noticed something.
Whatever I am, tracing the end of that gaze, there are two people there, Kaido and Kurata. And there was a male figure threatened by those two.
"What do we do?
The first child who noticed us turned to us in vain. In response, the girl whose hobby was touring the famous store. She doesn't even get confused, she tells them to stop and leans closer to the two of them.
"Stop it for a second. Yikes! I'm not ashamed to do this again.
"Ah?... it's you again, Ruzuki"
I spit and threw away, not her who went into a stop, but Kaido staring at me who was behind it. Behind that, Kurata tongues troublesome.
"Chip...... dude, you got lucky"
When Kurata let go of his hand from the man, the man looked at us chilling and just for a moment, he showed his teeth. It was an instant event, but for some reason I couldn't help but feel the chills, such a grin. The man immediately returned his original frightened expression but sounds alarmed that my heart should leave this place immediately.
"You two have been in too much shape lately. I'm not even here to train, and I don't want to bother people."
"Ugh, pig woman. You're just letting me do that because the Empire says I can be free."
"Mostly you guys are the wuze. Defeat the Demon King and save this country. Don't be a fool."
The three argued, cutting head-on, seemingly unaware of the man's grin. It gets worse every time the three swordscreens exchange words.
Instead of leaving like this, I get into a fight. It was already too late when I thought so.
A fist slapped her in the face before a hand stretched out to stop her friend slapped her on the shoulder.
"It's depressing! Damn it!"
Kaido ran his eyes bloody and beat up his friends. The battered friend bled his nose and fell to the ground. Sea Hall still trying to get its hands on her. I sheltered my friends and stood in front of them.
"Don't stop! I can't believe I punched a girl in the face, but you guys are still guys.
I was scared. He said I might get beat up, too. But it has to be distinguished weak my manifestation. If Haruki could also reach out to me for salvation while I was saying something, I wouldn't abandon my friends if he was a strong person like them if he was from the Ridge who told me my hair was beautiful.
I held down my trembling leg with that thought. But weak I couldn't stop them both.
I had no expectations that I would feel comfortable with her because she was a girl. But I thought I could resist a little more.
"Ugh...!
Just one shot.
That's all, I couldn't move. Sometimes I was afraid. But more than that, the status difference in this world came down to me unreasonably.
"Temehe and the others, you're licking about us, aren't you? Stay on track when you get out of training."
"Ugh."
Hado's feet tread hard on my head. Exposed to irrational violence, unable to move, I was in tears, enduring pain.
Such a blunt, glowing sword tip protrudes before my eyes.
"I've been around killing demons all my life while you guys were doing some friendly mock warfare, haven't you?
"Ha ha, you're really weak. Aren't you ashamed to call yourself a brave man or something like that? Why are you still doing brave things? Such a good soldier."
Make a fool of yourself, Kurata putting in the incitement. My friend, whose teeth I regret, could not do anything before me, who was held hostage by a sword.
Seeing them like that, Kaido with an inferior look puts up dirty demands in exchange for my life.
"If you don't want to be killed like a moon, you can all be naked here."
"Ha ha, that's good. Dance with me."
Just as Hing rides, Kurata puts his demands even higher when he laughs. Kaido pointing his sword tip at my neck. That's what makes my friend suffer when it becomes a clear threat.
Eventually all I could do was look at a friend who was ready and started reaching for his clothes with a crying face, and I bit my lips off.
Scary, scary, scary...
Out of remorse and fear, tears overflowed. The tears triggered and I was screaming if I noticed.
"Run! I don't care about me. Just run!
My body was trembling in small pieces. The sword in front of me was so horrible. But more than that, I was afraid and regretted that my friends would get hurt because of me.
But that's the same with my friends, ignoring my screams and unbuttoning my clothes.
And when the last button was removed and the faces of the Hado and the others were ugly and distorted.
"What did you do to my coat, Gora?"
The yelling broke into the spot. In the shape of a ghost, Haruki, who exposes his anger violently, comes running at a fierce speed.
Haruki came to help me. I felt the tremor had subsided just that. But...
"Don't move! If he moves, he'll kill the moon."
Blade on my neck, Kaido stopped Spring Tree from moving.
"You're kidding me...!
He cursed the two of them with his mouth, but Haruki also fell into another untouchable state.
Haruki can't handle the situation, and even Kurata will beat him. If it was retribution that was done before, I was getting a scatter beating. A spring tree that endures breaking the bones of its arms, slashing its legs, and not even leaking its voice, even if it can no longer stand.
"Stop! Please, no more."
All I could do was cry. Even one of the legs is a powerless arm that can't be helped. Pity runs through the whole body with a sense of disillusionment.
Big kick, white eyed Haruki. Full body wounds, hands and feet bent in an unsightly direction.
It's all my fault. Because of my unnecessary courage, my friends and Haruki are made to be good to these two.
But if I disappear...
I gently closed my eyes and put my arms on the murder weapon.
"Ask ⁉"
My head weight suddenly disappeared. I open my fearful eyes to the sound of people collapsing, freezing between moments.
"Hiccup, no body, no body."
Chilly voice. Everyone who was on the spot instantly stopped moving.
The body of the sea basin that was stepping on me, it's blood. I fall in the middle of the street. I don't take one move. That should be it, too.
It didn't come with what should be at the end of the neck of the ocean hall.
A face solidified by a gobble and a moment of pain rolling in front of you. I will never change that look again.
A person who had been more involved than facial acquaintances, even someone who could very well be called a friend, was mowed of his life in just a moment.
Mark the hour so fast and hard that there is no more heartbeat. The throat pushes back the air and breathes faster in search of missing oxygen.
From the eyes open to the limit, the blood flowing out of the severed neck pours in colour so that the sight of creating a blood build-up on the ground burns.
"You almost lost one prey."
The face of a man dyed by a murder weapon. It belonged to a man I felt terrified of earlier. In his hands, the bloodwet murder weapon. A knife about 30 cm across the blade felt more terrible than a sword that was much bigger and harder than that.
Blood water flowing through my body falls from the curved tip to the potato and my cheek.
My mouth utters words with no sound. You have to run away, but your body shakes in small pieces and you don't move.
The man was more dense and wrapped up in various signs of death than an S-class demon, more than a demon. I was just a prey in front of that sign.
"Hiccup, so much young flesh. I'm sure it feels good to kill you."
The man's eyes were like tangled tentacles. The tentacles are entwined with us, and we can't even speak. In the wake of the killing and madness of whether you can hold your breath, your body cools down like it's frozen, and you don't move.
Slowly the man's body moves and as he crouches in front of me crawling and squatting, he squeezes up my white hair and smells it.
Zowa and chills rush through your whole body, giving you goosebumps. Still, my throat didn't scream at me.
Blurred vision. Is that because you can't breathe, or because you have droplets in your eyes, or both?
In his distorted vision, the man laughs. The grin was a more frightening, madly distorted grin than a fierce demon, a demon with a torn mouth.
"Beautiful hair."
Eyes that have lost the light staining the abyss. Despair crawls up from my feet.
"98th, shall I make it yours?"
I totally stopped breathing. The swallowed air is pushed back as if the lungs had caused even cramps.
"Hiccup, are you having trouble breathing? Then open that chest and let it air."
The fear of death tightens itself. The red murder weapon slowly moves closer to make sure it feels right.
"Ha, help me..."
"Hihihi, your night can't move anymore."
A weak voice that finally came out. By the time it came out, the tip of the knife had already stabbed him in the clothes. The fiberless resistance of clothes is the last fort. But the fort was brittle and didn't even earn a little time.
The feeling of a cold blade is transmitted through the skin and throughout the body.
Somebody, somebody, help me...
"Hihihi, how does it feel to prick your young daughter's soft skin......!
When a man tried to say something - a man's eyes were opened in front of him. And in the next moment the man's body moved away and the blade also moved away from his chest again.
The feeling of cold metal is suddenly bounced off, while the air changes.
"Murderer, I followed you"
Contrary to such a swallowing tone, my spine stretches without knowing how murderous I am to ride that word. The dense killing air that overwhelmed the killer burned and rolled the frozen air like a bonfire.