Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

Together--

A suddenly approaching truck blew my sister apart.

...... Su...... Te...... Ki......

A bomb-like waterfall swallowed the aneri in an instant.

[I...... smile, hey......]

I even laughed and slashed Vicki.

- Yeah, that's it.

That's all I need.

It doesn't matter if they don't think of others, or if they're just alive and shivering at evil.

If there were people watching this, they would cheer me up and praise me.

- Well done!

- Thank you for cleaning up this worthless piece of garbage!

My chest is twitching.

It makes me smile.

That's why it's okay.

- Me, too?

Phil was laughing with a crying face.

That's right. It can't be helped, can it? I've killed a lot of people. Ji-kun's father and his mother. I'm sorry, Joo-kun. It's not worth living, so you're going to die. "

Wait, no!

Phil collapses like a thread is cut.

It doesn't move like a doll, it's empty like a fake, and I panicked.

No, I didn't mean to.

"You, you alone..."

Isn't that egotistical?

Elvis said.

”Your parents, who don't know anything, must have mourned like you. Vicki might have had someone like that. They're so good to be dead, why can't Filine be the only one?”

I mean... I mean, Phil--

Don't say what's convenient for you. You killed a lot of people. We killed them, too. Even Samygina killed him. Killed people all over the world. You know the memories of that world. "

I 'm--I 'm just--

The sea of blood is spreading at your feet.

My body is sinking into it.

I just wanted to live happily ever after.

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The harem was in a place of memory.

It was too noticeable when it was flown all over the place, so it was moored in the steep mountains where people's feet were far away.

From the sky, land in the front yard of the mansion.

What happened while my memory was broken?

If Azelea and Vinnie left it in the Mansion, they might know something...

With that in mind, he stepped out of the front door of the Mansion.

"--Stop it!"

In an instant, a pale flame scorched my toes with a sharp voice.

"---!?"

I jumped back in a hurry, and when I heard a baton, the door opened and closed.

Look forward.

There was a red-haired girl on the other side of the wall, opposite to the pallidity of the flame, who refused to enter.

"Azerea...?"

Confusedly looking at my classmates, Azerea looked at me with a tough look.

And you have to say it.

"Who are you? How do you know this place?"

Who (watermelon)?

Who are you to me?

"Hey... are you kidding me?"

It came out of my mouth unexpectedly.

"Have you... forgotten me?"

Oh, shit.

I know. The answer is on the edge of my head.

Remember what happened in the refugee camp.

Daimkuld was forgotten.

The Demon King was forgotten.

Doesn't that mean I've been forgotten?

From this world.

Doesn't that mean Jack Leaver's existence has disappeared?

"It's me, Azela...!" It's Jack! He's your classmate, and he's in the next room in the dormitory...! "

When you're forgotten, you know it, but you can't stop saying it.

At last... I feel like I've done it before.

Don't take it away from me.

Please.

I've already lost enough of it.

"What, what!? I can't believe you...!"

"So, what are you doing here!?" I told you to protect this mansion!? "

"Huh...?"

Instantly, the bewildering colour appeared on Azerea's face.

With his eyebrows closed, he opens his mouth and his gaze swims like he's looking inside himself.

"I...? I..."

"Azerea!! What the hell happened!?"

"... I don't know..."

A mumbling leaked out like a stray.

Maybe the refugees just didn't know the name of Dymkuld.

Or, as Jacob said, it might have sealed his memory with shock.

But...

Azela's appearance is unusual.

I haven't forgotten.

I've been made to forget.

I wasn't forgotten.

They made me forget.

Someone has wiped me out of the world.

"--Oh, I'm so loud!"

Azerea cried out in a high voice, so as to wipe out the oozing confusion.

"Anyway, I have to protect this place!" Leave the rest of you! "

A pale flame attacked me like a snake, and I couldn't help but retreat.

It won't help to stick around here anymore.

I was sober, but at the same time, I was weak and regretful like a child.

Damn it.

Damn it.

Goddamn it!

Who is it? You're trying to take it away from me by this time of year.

I'll definitely... I'll definitely find you.

One more thing, I'm not going to let you get out of my palm.

After leaving the Forbidden City, I headed all the way to the Senri Republic.

The one who made you forget me from the world.

I still can't believe that this is possible, but there is no doubt that someone has done it more than it is happening as a reality.

If you think calmly about the culprit, you'll get a star.

I must have experienced a very similar phenomenon recently.

Is that... or is that the opposite of what it is now?

Instead of not knowing what was there, as we are now.

I decided to find what I didn't have.

Yeah, I...

- You've already been tricked.

That phenomenon when the Diederichs disappeared.

And the presence in their backyard.

Senri's Witch - Evelina Anzanello.

If this phenomenon of oblivion is due to spirit magic, then it is impossible to imagine that Evelina is a magician.

Spiritual magic is inhabited by millions of people in this world, but Evelina's Spiritual Magic is private.

Well, what if the trick was to hint at the crowd?

That tongue, which is called a witch, also explains it.

And if we expand the scale, we will be able to realize this state as well.

My memory is broken when I tried to get into Daimkuldu...

What if I confronted Evelina in Daimkurud...?

I was giving a speech in the capital, Irnesia, half a day ago, so it's hard to think of anything like that. However, with the [Invisible Hole], I had no problem with the travel time. It was only natural for a head of state to have an [Extinct Trace] for emergency use.

Explore Evelina Anzanello's Secret Spirit Art.

It seemed like the best thing I could do right now.

The first thing that came to mind was the Illnessian presidential palace.

However, the official residence is heavily guarded until late at night, and given the previous events, it's not right to imitate the scourge that may remain.

The government decided to postpone it and hit the next point first.

Evelina Anzanello was said to have been an unaccompanied orphan.

There is an anecdote that he spent his childhood in an orphanage and later accumulated knowledge for working as a politician in the library of the orphanage...

It's hard to imagine that Evelina's Spirit Secret was performed from childhood. If it's an orphanage, I thought there might be a little information left.

When the sun went down, I entered Illnessia and waited for the city to sleep.

The Republic of Senri is the best of the three nations in technology.

Its capital, Irnesia, is arguably the most civilized city on the continent.

Even at night, the gas lamps illuminate the streets, and the light never fades from the building.

The more civilization progresses, the shorter the night will be.

The orphanage is a short distance from the city center.

When I moved to avoid the light of civilization, I saw that the light had disappeared from the hospital window.

There are still many children and the lights go out quickly.

The [Nesting Permeable Wing] was also useful for infiltration.

I can move without making any footsteps at all.

Now that my family is asleep, no one will notice and I will be able to investigate--

... hn?

I stopped.

In front of the gate of the orphanage... there was an old woman.

The old lady doesn't do anything, she looks up at the orphanage.

An old woman standing still in the darkness of the night - it was a horrible, creepy sight, but if it was a ghost, it wouldn't cast a shadow on the light of the gas lamp.

Ignore it, but for now, I want whatever information I can get.

I didn't think it had anything to do with it, but I decided to talk to him.

"Granny, what's the matter?"

The old lady looked up at the orphanage and her lips trembled like a moan.

"I... can't go in the house."

Home?

"... let me in my house"

Do you think the orphanage is your home?

"It's a bokeh old man..." It looks like you're in the middle of a late-night wander, and your family will be worried.

"Granny, this is an orphanage. My grandmother's house is somewhere else.”

"I see... did you?"

"That's right, let's go home soon."

"Ughh..."

The old lady leaned down as she cursed and the old lady left with a slow footstep.

If it looks like that, you'll forget about me. I didn't even see her face.

Now, let's do it.

I jump lightly over a closed gate.

"I don't know where to start..."

Suspicious people wander around the building too much. I wanted to figure out the intrusion route.

There is no household in the children's room.

Evelina lived in this orphanage for about thirty years. Her personal belongings cannot be left behind.

If so, the record... "

The Dean's office or the library...?

I went around the side of the building and found it.

The library.

It wasn't as uncommon as the window panes in Illnessia, but there were only wooden armor doors. The lock is old and brittle. I opened the gap a little and inserted the tip of the [Akatsuki Sword], and I could easily remove the hardware. It's a careless thing to do.

Like the crew of a spaceship, it slides into the window in zero gravity.

Somewhere there was a sweet smell of paper.

There are several bookshelves lined with tightly bound book coverings.

All of them are probably printed books.

I still rely on handwritten manuscripts in Laez and Rowe, but in the Senri Republic, I have been practicing typographical printing since I was in college.

All you can do is prove that books are cheaper - the orphanage where the President was born, and there are quite a few donations.

Looking at the back cover, I walk between the bookshelves.

They're all new. They must have been added to the library in the last few years.

Even when Everina lived here, the Senri Republic still had only handwritten manuscripts...

Going into the back of the library, there was a door.

On the deck, it says "Library".

From the way the door was old, it looked like it had been around for quite some time.

The lock is also an old type that is not used anymore because it makes it easy to make a master key.

Unfortunately, I didn't have a master key, but I could improvise it.

Float a small amount of the drinking water you are carrying and pour it into the keyhole. Then, the ice key is completed when the heat of the water is "floated".

I turned the lock on the ice and removed the lock.

"...... as the door opens, a dense smell of dust overflows."

The library that sank into the darkness was narrower than I expected, and it was almost impossible to enter each one. Three sides are buried in bookshelves, most of which are occupied by tied books without covers.

It feels like no one's been in here for quite some time... I can't even see the candlestick. In the first place, when I lit candles, it was the amount of paper and dust that would easily ignite something.

For the time being, I have a portable lamp for this kind of situation. It glows with electricity, so you won't have to worry about igniting it.

None of the books on the bookshelf have a back cover.

I took out one lamp in one hand and checked the contents.

It looks like an orphanage, and there are many Ogasaki for children... but in addition, authentic political and economic books are scattered.

Why is this in an orphanage?

So I remembered - Evelina Anzanello accumulated knowledge to work as a politician in the library of the orphanage...

I thought it meant that I had learned lessons from fairy tales and biographies, and learned arithmetic and history.

"But this is..."

- It's like he was trying to raise a president from the beginning.

I'm afraid to run.

It was creepy.

Fastest, shortest and most efficient. A pile of knowledge prepared to create a president.

Funny. It can't be.

I mean, there was no president in this orphanage about 30 years ago.

At that time, it was not the Senri-kuo (...), but the Senri-kuo (...).

And yet, why would you let a child read something like this?

In a monarchy, there is no possibility that children in orphanages will engage in politics.

This kind of education is impossible unless you know that there will be a revolution in the future and that you will move to a republic...!

His hands trembled.

This was fear.

My instinct in this library itself was for a gigantic horror--

I suppressed the tremors and scavenged the bookshelf.

Then, behind the messily piled books, there was a bunch of paper that was hidden as if it were hidden and did not bear the title.

Yes, a bunch of paper.

At first glance, although it is tied with a string, the size of the paper is uneven and I don't think it is a very neat manuscript.

When I took it out, something suddenly fell from the gap of the paper bundle.

If you catch it reflexively, it 's--

"The ring...?"

It's a simple ring without any stones on it.

Is it a wedding ring or something... for everyday use?

Thinking suspiciously, I touched the ring and examined the paper bundle.

Is this... a notebook?

It must have been used for study. It was a collection of scripts.

Formulas, discussions, etc., are written down in a mess.

"I wonder if it's the notebook that Evelina used...?"

When I flipped over the page, the second half was blank.

Frown and look for the last page with the description.

The page I found, which I lost, was big enough to fill with paper, and there was a note like this.

It's going to work anyway.

... what do you mean...?

I don't know what that means. But this handwriting, like anger, grief, sadness, remorse, beaten...

And I was enveloped in light.

…………

Dazzling, invisible, unconscious!

It was like being sucked into a page.

Suddenly, the light that filled my sight swallowed my consciousness.