Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

Flam and Milkit, rocked by the carriage, looked at the vast meadow visible through the window as they stood shoulder to shoulder.

The golden ears shaking in the wind and dancing loosely together was a breathtaking sight for Milkit and a nostalgic sight for Flam.

We're really going to get to our hometown in a little while - and I get that feeling.

"I think we'll get to Patria as soon as we get through the woods that lie ahead"

"Looking forward to it...... Must be a nice village"

"Don't expect too much, 'cause it's really a deserted country."

That being said, it's a special place for Milkit just because it's "your husband's hometown”.

Whatever Flam says, everything must look nice.

"Huh."

Just a few moments later, for some reason, Fram accidentally gave a big yawn to the sudden drowsiness he visited.

If I stay on for three days, I'm also totally used to the swing of the carriage and I'm rather feeling comfortable with it.

Saying it's close would take another two hours.

You'll be busy when you get to the village, and maybe for a little while you can leave yourself to this drowsiness and go to sleep.

"I'll wake you when I get there."

"Thanks. Ah... but before that"

Flam, remembering what he had forgotten to do, removed a plate of crystals from the bag he had placed on the side.

This is a new communication device I received from Gene.

As things stand, terminals that are popular in Concilia can only stay in touch within a well-equipped city.

This is what has improved it and made it possible to talk in the distance.

Well, it looks like it's only connected to a specific device right now.

Of course, there's no way Flam wants to talk to Gene, so the pair of terminals are held by Sailor.

"It's convenient, really"

"Right. It's true for trains, but Concilia has changed so much that I don't think it's four years."

For a long time now, the Royal Army used a communication device similar to this.

But that was a big cost problem, not very much, but not something that could be bought by civilians.

Moreover, there were inevitable shortcomings in the mechanism whereby the number increased “mixed lines” and the conversation became more interruptive.

In other words, the device currently widely used in Concilia seems to use a completely different theory - but I'm not sure that's such a difficult story for Flam.

Anyway, it is best to recognize it as “amazing.”

"Hmm... should I push here"

"No, to the right."

"Oh, this one."

The flam, still unfamiliar with the communication terminal, touches the surface with a fearful index finger.

Then some buttons floated up on the screen.

Furthermore, when touched to its right side, communication begins.

When the “On Call” display disappeared and was shown as "On Call," the voice of Sailor sounded from the terminal.

"Fram, what are you doing? Is this an emergency?

"It's not me, it's you. I heard in the town I stopped by yesterday that something was going on in Concilia, so I was worried."

"You're already telling me that..."

From the way I put it, Flam perceives that it's not just a rumor story.

"What happened?

"You're not here, so God's blood has set up a total battle."

"It's a big case, that! I don't have to go back?

"I've already cleaned up. Have you forgotten, there are heroes in Concilia?

"That's right... but what about the injured?

'I'm out, but the dead are like zeros. I'm already done with my treatment, so there's nothing to worry about. "

Flam to relieve your chest.

But the fact that the injured came out must have been a pretty intense fight.

"Now that God's blood has been destroyed, we don't need to be alert to terrorism anymore."

"It's forbidden to be alarmed. I don't know where the like-minded guy lurks."

"That hurt with my own hands. For once, the alert level in Concilia remains high. You're not so cautious as to worry."

"I hope so... really, be careful"

'You know what I mean. If you think it's really bad, I'll call you soon.'

"I'll fly away then."

"Hehe, as long as you're reliable."

At that time, I guess it's not a joke or a metaphor, it really travels “alone”.

"Well, if anything happens again, I might call you back."

Copy that. Enjoy your trip, then. "

Flam again carefully operated the terminal with his index finger and the call ended.

You were nervous, exhaling relieved. Mainly, Milkit's cheeks loosen.

"No, I'm not used to it at all"

"In the beginning, it really does, doesn't it?"

"I'm tired, so it's time to go to bed."

"Yes, take your time"

Flam, who naturally crept onto Milkit's shoulder, closed his eyes.

Wheels around the carrots, moving carriages.

In silence, I can only hear the grass trees soaring in the wind and the wheels spinning around the carrots.

Warm on the shoulder.

When you soak your ears, the sleep of a loved one that sounds faint.

Leaving himself to a comfortable space, Mirkit closed his eyes and bit his happiness.

◇ ◇ ◇

"So... Mr. Spring"

'Stop that name. Call me in Tea Valley or Spring Tree. "

The man in white, who grew a mustache, said in a grumpy manner.

His name is Haruki.

His first name is Spring Brown.

Few people dare to use the Japanese name in modern times, but in his case, he doesn't care so much about his name.

"Bye, Mr. Tea Valley. How could you be in a place like this? I'm happier dead, and I think you're smart. '

Flam said with dead eyes.

She no longer has a reason to live.

Because your loved ones are not left in this world as anyone else.

Classmates, friends, family, and - milkits.

Just like you, Mizuki Hoya.

'Cause on the contrary, I'm not used to being called that.'

'Well... then let's say it again. I lost Milkit Soleil, just like you, Fram Watermoon. You could have died if I was alone. But here it is.'

thumbs down his chest, he says.

"There's a vengeance that rolls when it's a gut."

Tea Valley was killed by Origin.

No, he was killed by an individual named Origin Lerners, to be exact, and so on, would be more right.

"I can't forgive woodworking. I will definitely kill you. After giving him more hell than his son a wife who died in agony!

Woodwork Source, that's the Japanese name for Origin Lerners (...).

I don't need two names, but they took into account some layers seeking Japanese rashness and took the form they are now.

Although it is also a small part of Japan that uses the name, it is about Tea Valley today.

Anyway, most of the other humans are dead.

The world was destroyed by Origin.

Other countries are devastated by the rewards of weapons of mass destruction, including war without context.

The few remaining areas also bombed themselves senselessly and vanished from earth to earth.

Needless to say, it is due to Origin's "Announcement”.

And the last remaining Japan was also smashed little by the sudden suicide, the hunting other killings, and the massacre caused by the army rampage.

Fram's loved ones have also been dying out of the ordinary track in front of her.

Even now, it burns in her brain as a nightmare that has happened in reality.

Of all that, only Fram survived to this day, nothing more than a miracle.

Or was it in that shape?

And while wandering around Ghost Town, where only the body rolls, I met my tea valley buddies and was brought here over a few hours by car.

All Flam knows is that this is the southern part of the Kii Peninsula.

They built the lab in the basement of the mountains or on the ground to hide, but they were blindfolded, and it's forbidden to go outside, so I don't know where to find out.

For once, Flam is sleeping here in the form of a "collaborator," but it was essentially like imprisonment.

Tea Valley - no, now that he's dead and he's the only one left, that means, for Tea Valley - we needed Flam's body for that research.

'I also know what it feels like to be sober.' Cause the way they took us was so abusive, let's apologize about that. '

'I hope you're reflecting.' Cause I'm pretty sure I want revenge. '

"You have the“ aptitude ”you need to make it happen. Fram, you're chosen and you're human. The fact that he was the only survivor in that town... after all, I can only assume that the" will of the stars ”to eliminate Origin exists."

"Phew, aptitude? I don't care about that. Can you get revenge?

"Oh, if you're prepared to sacrifice your life."

"Little me, too, there's something I can do?

"It's the only thing you can do"

'Then... use it, my body'

If the meaning of worthless flesh dwells, it becomes a reason to live.

It's a lot of pain to have to stay alive even though you don't want to.

Live to die - even if it was inconsistent, yes, Fram decided.

"You talk fast."

'Cause anyway, it doesn't make sense that you were alive. An irresistible death and a death that lies ahead of you in an attempt to fight it. If the results are the same, I want to go my own way.'

To clear up some of the carelessness of those who were dying as a result of Origin twisting themselves.

Flum, who has survived many corpses to this point, must die of his own free will.

Looking at Flam's unmistakable eyes, Tea Valley narrows his eyes.

That was a young, positive strength he hadn't seen in a long time.

If this is a decent world, I'm sure a bright future awaited Fram.

But its positivity is rather counterproductive in today's crazy world.

I guess she's trying to get herself into death without fear.

- Is that okay with you?

Tea Valley must have thought so.

We're on our way to ruin because we're just like him.

I would do anything to clear my wife's grudges, to kill Origin.

Even if that was the livestock business of using teenage girls as experimental material, don't get lost.

'Well, then there's no problem. I can finally get started as long as I get the primitives -'

Tea Valley said with a grin, as he glanced forward, with his elbows on the table.

"Project Riversal."

That is humanity's last hope lit.

It is a faint flame that, even as the world perished, in that corner, the origins continued to burn so small that they did not notice.

◇ ◇ ◇

"Master, it's time to put it on."

"Hmmm......"

Waked by Milkit's voice, Flam woke up.

Rubbing her eyes up, she looks out the window with a pompous look.

Trees thrive, rural landscapes.

It's a familiar view.

But I miss it terribly.

As a child, I remember running around with Marin and Pyle, who are childhood tamers.

"... it's Patria"

Unexpectedly twinkle.

It's only been a year or so since Flam left here at best.

If so, why does this make me feel nostalgic, too?

It's like I haven't been back in decades - I even remembered that feeling.

"Master, look at that."

Milkit said as he looked over the other window.

When Flam looks at you too - at the entrance to the village, people are gathering.

Lined up are all the familiar faces.

"Guys..."

The villagers also noticed the face of the flam peeking through the window.

"I knew it was Flam, Flam's back!

"Hey, Flamu!

"Fram, hey!

"Flam, it's me -! Do you remember?

"Flam...... really flam, dude!

"Oh... you're back. Alive... you're back."

Everyone waves loudly and calls on her with thoughtful words each.

Did you make it for today, the gate is covered with a large flag that says' Welcome Back Flam 'and the whole thing is adorned by flowers and more gorgeous than it looks in memory.

Of course, it is qualitative compared to the Festival of Concilia, but the feeling of being included is never inferior.

Everyone - yes, everyone in the village was happy to return Flam, without lacking as one.

Of course, some of them include Solm Apricot and Rosa Apricot - that is, the appearance of her parents.

After five years of months, the moment he saw two people who also felt a little older than he remembered, Flam couldn't contain the emotions that crept up.

"Father... oh, my..."

I thought I'd never see you again.

I dreamed of that gentle voice and expression many times, and each time I strongly wished to "go home”.

But now, it's not a dream.

I'm definitely there.

I've always missed you, my favorite parents... waving at her with tears in my eyes just like Flam.

"... Huh!

"Your husband!?

I couldn't stand it anymore.

When he opens the door to the carriage that hasn't stopped yet, Flam jumps down and lands as he rolls.

Of course the villagers were surprised.

But for her now, that's about all there is to it.

And then I run, and everyone runs through at an even more amazing rate - to my parents, who were waiting for me in front of me, trying to jump in and hug me.

"Father, Mother, I'm home!

And shook his voice with tears, clinging to the arms of his vain father, and to the arms of his soft and warm mother.

It was Rosa, who was losing balance with the momentum, but Solm supported its back.

"Dad........................................................................................................."

"Flam...... welcome back. I want to dream, I can't believe I can hold you like this again"

"Yeah, yeah... Me, I'm back...!

"This way, it's good to see you again...... it's really good to see you, Flam"

"Me too... Me neither, I would never live to see your father and your mother... yes, think about it... but I've thought many times that it might not come true... but whoa!

Everyone watched kindly for the reunion of parents and children.

Some of them cry - Milkit, who came down from a stopped carriage, was one of them.

The flowing Shizukuishi wets the bandage that covers her face.

Milkit, who was by his side the most, is well aware that the Lord loves childhood and family living in Patria.

One day I will definitely go back to this village and reunite with the people I love.

There is no doubt that the thought was one of the drivers of poking and moving the flam.

"Fram, good for you..."

I held the baby (...) Marin said.

Then Pyle, standing next to him, discards him in the same way he did before.

"I cried like a child, and I thought I was gonna grow up."

"You're not even a teardropper."

When Marin pokes him with his elbow, Pyle wipes his eyes with his arms as he turns to "tiny."

They must also have thought, somewhere in their minds, 'they may never come back'.

Anyway, it's been five years.

The two, who were still childish, were fully grown up and became the parents of one child.

During the flowing months, the grief of loss will also disappear one day - I was rewarded by the arrow tip that I thought so, Concilia, that “the flam is back”.

But that was some unrealistic report.

Is it really true that the flam exists, or is it just a rumor that it remains as it was four years ago?

Today, until the person came back like this, there were not many people who thought so.

So extra, I guess my sense of reality pushed me all at once, and my emotions got a little bigger.

"Ugh... Hiku... Guzu... eh"

"It's time to put your face up, everybody's nagging to celebrate you're back"

"Right, of the hero who saved the world - no, everyone seems to want to see the face of a member of the village who's been waiting for me to come home"

"... I can't. Please, just a few more moments... just like this..."

"Oh, my God, you're a sweetheart."

"You haven't changed, Fram."

I can't stand the grin of my parents, even though I seem to have no choice.

Of course, even the villagers did not praise the sweet flam.

Because almost everyone knows about the hell she's been through, albeit hearsay.

Milkit, who was watching from a little further away, shrugged.

"Warm, gentle... after all, isn't it a very nice village"

Tears, sweet to parents, the appearance of a flam I've never seen before.

The Lord's happiness is also happiness for Milkit.

With her hands on her feverish chest, she smiled contentedly.