"Ah..."
"... Mm"
What a coincidence.
Sakuragiri, who came to the dining room to eat ice cream, ran into Batali and Digos.
"... uh, ah, ha"
During the day, as the girl who ran away from the front of the Digos to escape, I feel so awkward.
"Um... during the day, the"
"... no. I guess not, Lord. Never mind. Yeah."
The giant answered that low. As usual, without any decoration, with a voice that makes you feel warm somewhere.
"So, Mr. Ogo, is dinner coming up?
"Oh."
"It is. I just came to eat ice cream."
"Right."
"Eat with me"
I folded it before strange times arose. Without waiting for a reply, pull Digos' arm and take him to the right seat.
Few people, either because they were way past dinner time. Still, a few people noticed Sakuragiri clearing the way with a hint of grace. I felt somewhat uncomfortable, but I was also getting used to being treated like that for some reason.
Eating silently together often.
Sakuragiri exhales a great deal while keeping his back in the chair.
"Ha. Heavenly Banquet, huh..."
One of the biggest events in the refés. The event is five days away. A nightmarish festival where I - may be handed over to Enrokak.
Will it end in a nightmare? Will it become a real thing?
"... right. Me, that Enrokaku guy really turns me over?
It was spitting out like a weak sound.
Expect 'A Word'.
"Let's not, we'll make arrangements. Rest assured."
- No.
That's not what I want you to say.
"No, not anymore... come on..."
Sakuragiri was aware that her cheeks would get hot as she cut the melted ice cream sawdust at the end of the spoon.
"I'm not... Mr. Ogo, you're going to the heavenly banquet, aren't you?
…… Oh. "
"So... here's the thing - 'The eagle wins. I won't give the Lord to him'... even if you say it like that, isn't it Yi..."
Bukku.
My heart was pounding loudly.
So.
"... I can't tell you that, even if my mouth is torn"
The words made me feel exposed to cold water.
"Beh, nothing. I don't care if you're lying, but you can cheer me up. I mean..."
"I'm not willing to promise you anything you can't do."
".................. well"
The discolored feeling fills my chest.... Something black fills up.
"Yeah, right? I don't care if it's" The Witch of the Divine Realm, "but in the end... it's a consumable."
"!... saeri"
- That... I, I'm not gonna tell you this...
"Dago can't hang in there like that, can he? Of witches... for me or something"
I won't stop.
"Oh, I'm sorry. It was annoying, wasn't it? Get on with it, I'm sorry. It was a pain in the ass."
Words - tears, overflowing on their own.
"So, but... My feelings, too, would be nice if you could think about it for a second. Even I don't like witches. I want to go home. But I can't go home, so I can't do anything else, so I'm doing it. Yet... be that person's, if they say so..."
If I noticed, I was standing up and squeaking.
"... Ogo's, silly...!
I just didn't scream, I thought I was good at it.
Desperately suppressing the black emotions that were likely to overflow one after the other, Sakuragiri was rushing out to escape.
…………
Sakuragiri pops out of the dining room. Digos was just dropping off his hindsight.
at the same time that its back becomes invisible,
"Mm-hmm. It's youth. It's Diegos."
An extended voice called from behind.
Looking back - there was a look at one young man as to how long he had been there. Back length is about a minute lower than Digos' head, with a slurring impression. Brown short hair is all honeyed, and from the ear cuffs attached to the left ear, a very small silver ring connected to the fine chain hangs. The beautiful face of the Western neighborhood was likely to attract the attention of women, but at the same time it had a light atmosphere.
Ethnic costumes are also sloppily disfigured, and among the men of the refeit, many of whom are supposedly honest and strong in character, however bad they may be, they will be heterogeneous and conspicuous.
First name, Ladeil Akelone. The family of spears, three brothers are second sons. Seriously, he was Diegos' brother.
"... a brother? I heard you were going into a demonic crusade."
He should have been away to exterminate them because of the presence of resentful demons near the villages in the territory. Although I remember the return was due three days later.
"No, actually, I was out. Ooh."
My second brother sat down in his chair and looked up at the ceiling.
"The other guy said," Black Ghost. "I was simply a directing officer, but I didn't even have a pattern. I was in a good mood."
"!... It's been four years since he..."
Digos slightly opens his thin eyes.
Blessed with its rich nature and warm climate, the national territory of the refe is equipped with an environment in which various organisms can inhabit. At the same time, however, soils were formed that were susceptible to growing non-standard monsters.
There have been rumours of resentment within the Lefe over the past decade until it was said that no one knew its name.
If you describe that in a nutshell, it would be a giant kamakiri. Black body as if wrapped in darkness. Harder outer skin than metal. Carry it on both arms, a sharp sickle mowing your life...
Category A, its name is Predilecke.
Even though it is a terrible resentment demon known as the merciless Reaper, the individual known in the Lefe was out of range.
Less than four miles long, which is roughly double the normal length. Character is computational and cunning. Ship's eye, left eye crushed. The most distinctive thing was the sickle on the right arm - a sword piercing the top of it. Is it from a warrior who stood valiantly in the past? A long, slender sword with an elegant design. He stuck it in a Predilecke with a hard outer shell. It must have been quite a trade and quite a user. The backdrop of the man is unknown, but the stabbed sword was integrated with the resentful demon's body without falling out, and now the monster's right arm had been transformed into a two-bladed murder weapon carrying both the sword and the sickle at the same time.
This individual is also known for his extreme dislike of the brilliance of light. When a large number of merchants were attacked and wiped out, there were also records that only mirrors that had been carried as loads had been thoroughly destroyed.
Hate the light, carry a sword in your right hand, monster of darkness.
Who started calling it, commonly known as "The Black Ghost with the Sword".
Never approach large towns or streets, cross forests from the woods and hunt for their prey quietly. He said he would not stay in one place for long, wandering the mountains of the magnificent Lefe.
Essentially, he seemed inclined to avoid people, and was also said to be less threatening if he didn't even approach the forest with a groan.
but that's urban human perception. From those who are in the woods, they are literally nothing but Reapers.
It didn't have to be close to the big city, unless it was a small village in the mountains. The story of the destruction of the village overnight - is by no means uncommon. Although troops were dispatched whenever eyewitness testimony was reported, it was the current situation that had not yet led to a crusade. The exorcism - though not as effective as it is expected - seemed that some villages set up many huge mirrors that 'black ghosts' disliked and used as a countermeasure.
"... it was weird this time, huh?"
"What is it?"
"I searched the woods in a fifty man system, and I couldn't find the shadow or the shape of" The Black Ghost ". Looks like he disappeared. There were definitely signs that he was there, with footprints and huns. Grandpa Sidazen wondered, too." Follow him for ten years. I've never seen him like this before. "
Huffled nose, brother continues.
"... the phrase 'I've never seen anything like this' by such a jizzy man was really disgusting. I'm gonna throw up."
Digos dared ignore the bullshit.
Regardless of this naughty second brother, if old Sidazen, an expert in 'black ghosts' chase, says so, I guess so.
As a result, there was no damage in the vicinity of the settlement. If "The Black Ghost with the Sword" disappeared and nothing happened, you'd be relieved for a moment.
"Diggos more than that."
If you're called abruptly and turn your face,
"Negative thousand points, what was that?"
He frowned like a troubled man and looked like his brother waving his index finger ticklishly. It is also delicious that such disturbing methods are in place.
"What is it?"
"I don't know what it isn't, but hey, this tangy tree. No, I didn't think you were Park Min-jin this far, brother. It's Saeri, Saeri. What's that blurry way of saying it? It's a gentleman's endeavor to speak kindly to you."
"So... here's the thing -" The eagle wins. I won't give the Lord to him "... even if you say it like that, isn't it Yi..."
"... I don't want to please you by saying things you can't do."
The words were spouted in a more bitter tone than Diegos himself thought.
Listen to that,
"Pleasure... right. Heh, well said."
My second brother laughs with his nose.
"Then tell him the truth from the beginning. All of it... don't cover it up."
――――
That's the first interaction.
"Me, really, is that Enrokaku going to turn me over?
and for Zero Sakuragiri,
'I hope not, arrangements will be made. Rest assured.'
and Digos returned it.
I'm pointing out that lie.
Actually.
It is extremely likely that Sakuragiri Yukizaki will be handed over to Enrokaku as it stands.
said his eldest brother, Duen.
"If you deal with the handyman, your permission will go down, too. Then - I'll kill him," he said.
But that means that if we were to return the back - if Enrokak did not see any wear and tear, the write-off directive would not go down.
Enrocak Stijje is strong. Diegos himself, who actually confronted him, was feeling it on his skin. According to the martial arts festival flow, the eyes of that man winning almost intact at present are never small.
Sakuragiri, who is unprecedented in popularity, is in the end just one of the most irreplaceable witches. If you can get rid of a man like a disaster in exchange for one little girl...
I didn't even have to think about what judgment the 'Millennium Parliament' would make. Above all, Khandara, a heavy town among parliaments, strongly endorses curbing Enrokaku by handing over Sakuragiri.
"Well, most importantly, this time... if Master Saeri disappears, the belly worm of Khandara will also subside"
"... what do you mean"
Digos frowns at the name that came up at a time as if it had been anticipated.
"Oh, you haven't heard. Dear Saeli, after a while as a witch, Khandara told me to stop by."
………
"Of course, Saeli is a jerk who refuses to be such a bald little guy - but you know what that jizzy character is."
Something connected in the giant.
Sakuragiri, who constantly calls on Digos and tries to stay with him. What Sakuragiri looks like during the day when she meets Karndala face to face. Khandara shows a conservative attitude to the extent of excess when it comes to eliminating Enrokak.
"Only pride is about that fine jizz. If Saeri falls into Enrokaku's hands, she'll fall back on her sawdust drinks."
Let the back of the chair tuck and LaDale stares at the ceiling.
"Dear Saeri, it must be tough. He seems to be held hostage, and there's no real allies around him. She does her job every day, knowing she's being lifted just on the upper side. The fact that witchcraft can't be used is like being allowed in this country. If she was lost around Raindeer, what would she have been treated like... you know what I mean?"
Oh scary scary, exaggerating his shoulders, LaDale takes his seat.
"Well, your brother's going back to his room."
At the time of the mistake, I said it was puffy. A drifting, unscrupulous second brother and none other, terribly serious...... with a gentle voice.
"- That's okay, Digos. I don't care if you take her side."
――
Time stops.
It was Digos trying to argue with something, but there were no words. That's how LaDale leaves the dining room behind while he's confused.
…………
Even though he could no longer see it, Diegos was often standing up on the spot.
(... right. Ladail's brother, the strength of the eagle-)
The sincerity hidden behind the words of my second brother. Exploring its intentions.