Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

Outside the window is a huge moon that has become completely familiar. When I first came to this world, I even remembered the horror in its intimidation, but this is how I get used to it, so the boy thinks it's strange. Though there are some clouds out there, it doesn't get to hide the appearance of such a goddess of the night.

Dinner was also a luxurious full course with no complaints. When I think I can't eat from tomorrow, I can't help but spare it.

At the beginning of the evening, the atmosphere proceeded well and soothingly.

Except that Rubert and Claria have never had a conversation.

Well, the time now is before ten o'clock at night.

It was dissolved earlier today in preparation for my college return tomorrow morning.

Bellette and Mia will be relaxing and enjoying their long bath time by now.

Even as a shield, all you have to do is take a bath and get some sleep, and when it's tomorrow, we'll just go home.

Though.

(Ok...... Time to go)

With some tension in his chest, the drift shield heads to the place he has designated.

In a large courtyard lit by the moonlight, she was there.

Well, what were you predicting? There are no gaps in that position. Silver long sword raised from the waist in a brilliant dress with a blue tone. Sharp, cold, sliced eyes.

It's like - it's like you've got enemies in front of you, no gap.

A little but strict girl knight named Claire Lower Gertillude.

"Didn't you bathe? I think you had plenty of time."

I guess I saw the same outfit drift protection as before the dissolution and thought.

"Yeah, I'll be in later."

With the sigh, Claria removed the pieces of paper from the pocket of the dress.

"... so. What's this all about?

With a cold glance, she pinched it in her finger, making it flicker.

That's one little parchment.

There's bad handwriting in Japanese - no, it said this in Italian.

"Ten pm, courtyard in the attic"

It's the one where the drift guard sandwiched into Claire's room door.

"It means the way it is. I need to talk to you about something."

"I don't have it."

Words that sound cold together.

But according to Mia, Claria seems to be "serious and crappy anyway," and shows strong difficulty in things like meeting heterosexuals at night.

But as you responded to the call, your heart certificate for drift protection shouldn't be so bad.

- At least, as of now.

"So? What do you want to talk about?

The drift shield rings his throat and cuts it out carefully.

"No... Claire... you haven't spoken properly to Mr. Rubert since you got back here, have you?

"- What?"

Obviously Claire's tone went low.

Areas that should not be stepped in. I'm telling you, I don't have the muscle to say that, those eyes.

But the boy goes through Tsu's path with Gashi.

"I don't know when or what will happen - the world. So let's... let's take care of Dad..."

"I don't have the guts to say that to you."

Words exactly as assumed. Still, drift protection says.

"You know... don't be weird, kid..."

"- You. Shut up."

Lifeguard clutches his mouth unexpectedly.

Quiet. It was just a quiet, whispering voice.

Extremely clerical tone, like the first time I met her. A voice that passes through cool and makes you feel cold and cold.

This is the dead line.

Claria that she can't speak properly with a man. If we think about it, we can call her unusual treatment of drift protection. Basically, I respond to conversations about things that are unholy, and if I'm with everyone, I attend meals.

I wonder if I can call it a miracle this time, such as that I allowed him to accompany me on my return home.

But the boy - just that the miracle isn't enough, he steps over the dead line.

"... you might regret it.... Like me."

Slightly, silence descends.

Claria spat out with her sigh.

"Like me...? So... who are you? Lies, what is it? I can't believe it's amnesia."

Lies, with particular emphasis on the part of, Claria turns her emotionless eyes.

"Oh, it's a lie. I'm not a person in this world."

"Of this world...? I don't know...... I had a faint feeling he was a human from a far away land. You know steel but you don't know Bai Ling Iron, or you don't know any kind of horse. Occasionally, there were words that didn't make sense."

Reminds me of yesterday when I tried to ride a potato.

Claria was somewhat gentle about the horse and explained it to her shield, but I guess she still fully realized it. Amnesia, etc.

- That's how Arichi Shield told us everything. Don't cover it up.

About the Earth. About Japan. That it came from a non-existent world, such as the Divine Chant "Oracle". So naturally, you can't use it for yourself......

Claria didn't hammer, she finished listening with a colorless expression.

"Phew."

I just laughed that way.

"Did the sisters believe it? Tell me about it."

"No, you're trying to believe me, but you're probably not sure..."

"I guess. I just doubt your sanity, too. So... why did you feel like talking about it now?

"... I didn't like it"

I've slipped my mouth a few times before and have made statements that make me suspicious.

Each time I rushed to fix it and felt backwards.

What was decisive was the exchange the other day.

Claria tried to get Lifeguard to take the Divine Chant "Oracle" test. Refused drift protection to the point of unnatural.

It was painfully understandable that Claria had thought about drift protection and suggested it, and only guilt remained when she saw behind her leaving. Already, I wanted to tell the truth.

"So I... I can't even miss my dad anymore. I wish I could have been more filial. It's tough, actually. So let's take care of Claire more, Dad..."

Hearing such an appeal for asylum, Claria laughs as she leaks her exhale.

"Hehe. Really?"

- And those sliced eyes narrowed even more.

"- He called me here for such self-satisfaction."

"... what?

"Didn't you talk to your sister when you told me the 'truth'?

That was the sight of the other day.

After refusing to inspect and seeing Claria leaving.

"Can't we just tell the truth?" Hmm, "bewildered my real sister, in response to the exodus she said.

A girl named Claire, who is the servant of a devout God.

If so, maybe it was still inevitable.

'This is what happens' is.

"You, the treacherous one, falsely assumed that you were amnesiac, sold grace to your sister and your majesty, gained credibility, and entered this country as a guerrilla. It's possible."

"Wait, wait, you were listening! You're telling me I can't go home anymore, that's why I became a guerrilla by accident..."

"What proof is that the word 'I can't go home' isn't a lie anymore?

"Dude, it wouldn't be a conversation if I told you that...!

"Either way, you faked amnesia, and you got a guerrilla, right? You can't help being suspected of treachery or espionage."

Claria told him quietly, pulling the sword he had raised on his hips - out of his sheath, out.

A tall metal noise rings.

"That's not true. How can I believe you...!

"Believe...?

As such, the knight, small and strict, sets the tip of the sword toward the shield.

"What do you want me to believe? This - Big Liar."

The air changed.

Obviously those eyes that look at the 'enemy'. Gapless structure. Probably - I've already finished chanting the divine chant Oracle.

Conversations that follow parallel lines and the air that strains them.

"... uh... just in case... what is Mr. Claire trying to do?

"It's Solemn Qing. Don't you get it if I don't tell you?

With cold eyes, the girl continues without discouragement.

"As Lessia was relentlessly erased. There's nothing wrong with getting rid of you that's suspicious. Your Majesty may be sorry, but it would be a good medicine."

to that word, which was broken without straying,

"Huh, ha, ha, ha! Ha-ha-ha!

I couldn't help but laugh. I was grinning with my belly.

"Hey..."

I glance at Claria as if she had been stuck by surprise.

Shaking his shoulders, the drift shield speaks out.

"Ha... uh, did it look like I was in a hurry? No, let's take care of it, Mr. Claire."

"What..."

"Something's wrong with what you're saying. You don't believe me when I say 'I'm not a traitor or a spy', but you believe the part where 'I became a guerrilla under false pretense of amnesia'? That could be a lie, too, right? Like some college director, you could be lying to me, right?

".................. ugh"

To Claria, who is stuck in response, the shield is tatami.

"Just the part that's convenient to me, don't you believe it? Interpret what I said for your convenience and create what Claire thinks of as an Arius current-proof statue..." My Dislike Arius Milugo ". The treacherous or the solemn? No, no. Claire just wants a reason. You know that for yourself, don't you? You can beat me up for hating me, I just want that reason. I don't want to be touched. I just want to get on my head and bop me because I've been touched about my father. You're so cute."

"Hey..."

"I'm the big liar? No, no, Mr. Claire's inside, too. Fine - I'm lying to my feelings."

I saw the laughter of the shield.

"Dear Sir..."

Claria's sword tip shivered faintly.

"At this point in time, actually, it's me... about Claire... the..."

(i) I put my breath down and told him to spit it out.

"I hate it. As for me loving your sister, your presence like an aunt is only a wall. Still, I mean, I don't have a brace... I thought it would be a good place to hold on. But... now I'm clear."

The flow shield slowly - lift your right arm in front of you, horizontally.

"You, too, are with a creature called 'Man' that you hate yourself. Nothing's gonna change."

He held his fist and protruded toward Claria.

That is indisputable, the signal of a duel.

"- Between liars, between those who dislike each other, between those who like Bell children. Whoa, that's more in common than I thought. We feel surprised, don't we? Let's have a good fight."

Seeing that invincible proclamation, she may have understood everything.

He said he intended this from the beginning.

That's why I haven't even taken a bath. During this tropical night, I intend to deal with Claria and ramble one flashy.

"... me, me..."

The little and proud knight shook his voice, waving the sword he had erected beside him.

"Don't keep me with you, Shiro!

More than a dozen water bullets that emerged in response to Claria's roar arrived for drift protection.