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

Lavinia Fitzherbert raised her face to the sound of a knock.

I'm staying up late.

There is not a single undelivered person in this bedroom who visits the bedroom at this hour.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Beneath her, a girl with no one leg lay neatly on a white sheet.

If I hadn't just finished enjoying myself the whole way, I might have yelled at you.

Lavinia told the door naked.

"What is it? Come in."

What came in was a man with half his face covered in a mask.

He is a spiritual magician hired by Lavinia through 'her'.

His name is Aaron.

I don't know your last name.

I was also suspicious if there was one in the first place.

"Excuse me while I take you in. Report briefly. I missed two kids."

"... what?

"That's the two you bought today. Apparently, he was a spy. They took some paperwork."

Lavinia listened unexpectedly calmly to the report herself.

Those two were going to love each other, even tomorrow night.

But now that I think about it, if it doesn't come true, I feel like I understood it somewhere in my mind.

It's not that easy to get.

That kind of intuition was there somewhere.

It's like something that's been burning for decades now - or even before it was born...

"... don't you get angry? I thought I was going to be angry with you."

"You're not that mean of a woman, me. Sure, unfortunate report, but fine, I don't mind. All you have to do is get it again. Ultimately, it's all mine."

Lavinia hates the symmetrical left and right ones.

I hate beautifully put together, well-balanced things.

Order is evil, chaos is good.

It is utterly ugly and the defect is beauty.

Lavinia realized when she was ten that such values lay within her.

No trigger, no reason.

At one point, uh...

You're prettier to be dirty.

- And that's what I thought.

Everything in this world tries to clean up the world.

Even the air is pervasive and we don't try to solidify it somewhere.

There are even rules in nature, and they circulate perfectly.

There is nothing meaningless.

Nothing worthless.

Everything is a piece of the puzzle without a shortage, making up the world.

The fact was irresistible and disgusting.

I don't know how other humans can be fine.

'Cause that wouldn't be possible.

About one, there should be.

For nothing.

Meaningless.

Worthless.

Not welcome.

Not admired.

Unlooked at.

It's like polluting the world just because it exists.

That's just evil.

- About one thing, it should be.

So she thinks.

It's what makes sense that makes no sense.

It is what is worthwhile that is worthless.

Because such things exist everywhere in the world.

Inevitably, she loves defects.

Love some broken used, not beautifully polished new.

Everyone instinctively loves disgusting, unbalanced things.

A foreign object by the name of defect, mixed with a beautifully organized world.

That's the object of her love.

She looks.

Those two that I ran away.

(... oh...)

The sigh leaked.

I didn't even notice when I saw it with my own eyes at noon.

For the first time I know I've lost it, I understand.

(... how... foreign body (beautiful)...)

The boy with his hand in his pants and his groin.

The less (...).

Lavinia's aesthetic eyes were instinctively intuitive.

That's a chunk of defect.

That one was broken a long time ago.

A doll that doesn't have enough parts and can't even move, but pretends not to be broken.

I scratch my feet desperately trying to get back into the human race, just a wreck.

I don't know.

What a waste.

What a foreign object, until perfection.

I felt like I had arrived.

Walk in the barren desert and feel as if you have finally reached the oasis.

I found it.

From a young age, what I've been looking for.

"... tell me"

"Hmm?

Turning to Aaron, Lavinia asks as she dreams.

"Tell me. Who are those kids?

"Oh...... Probably the kid from the College of Spiritual Arts. If you want to catch me, I can't talk to you. That college is not half as robust. If you're not going to start a war, you won't be able to do anything."

"Yes...... Then just move on with the plan."

Aaron ironically distorted his mouth and clasped his shoulders.

"Surely, if you hold the real power of this country, it will be with one or two of the kids"

"I'll get that kid. Then rearrange this country beautifully. My hegemony will finally be achieved..."

Spirit King Battle.

Birth of the New Spirit King.

I'm sure I'll never get another chance like this.

Let them rise to the top of this country and build it up.

The ideal place for me.

"Ha..."

Again, I remember that boy's painful presence, spilling a sigh of sigh.

The look was like a girl in love.

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Today's moon floating out the window was brighter than usual.

To include the moonlight, Noon loosens the liquor poured into the glass.

"You really look like you're gonna drink, Toula."

Clive told me something subtle about how ironic the rhetoric was.

Non smiles clearly and sarcastically.

"Can you be a little more honest and praiseworthy? A wife who's been around for half a century."

"That's what I did at first. I thought you didn't like it."

"Is that what happened? Forget it. Wow."

No, I really remember.

Clive's always been honest.

That's still the same after half a century.

It's not up to Noon to be honest.

There is the term "fallen in love weakness," but I think Noon has enough of the fallen in love weakness.

Non wet his lips with booze, as he deluded.

Having couples time in this way is increasing these days.

Lately, I mean, not since I decided to quit the Spirit King.

There is no particular topic, dishing silence, but shaking consciousness with faint intoxication.

That's how you may keep the hasty life that lasted thirty years out of your body.

Unexpectedly, Concon, I heard a knock.

"... excuse me"

Modestly, it was Rachel who came into the dean's office.

It's unusual to be here on a night like this.

Except for the night shift teacher, it's not time to stay on the floor in the dorm.

"Oh, what's up, Rachel? Do you want to swallow?

"... because of this, just a little bit. Excuse me, Mr. Clive."

"Don't hesitate"

As Rachel sat down on the couch, she received a glass from Clive, a sip of booze, in her mouth.

Rachel is resistant to alcohol.

At least Non has never seen this guy get drunk.

Well, I always get drunk very quickly.

"So, what can I do for you? On purpose, at this hour."

"... at this hour, I was wondering if you would answer me personally"

Rachel still put about half the remaining glass on the table.

"Spirit King, why are you quitting?

Is that it?

Non poured liquor out of the bottle into his glass, which was emptied.

"Not exactly what I said when I was in Exhibition. Generations change. The spiritualists of this country have grown sufficiently. It's not a good time to leave Non's hand. I'm not going to give up my role as Dean of the Academy one day."

"Really?... really, is that all?

"Hmm."

What does he want to hear?

Thinking only for a moment, Non decided to tell an old story.

"It's Rachel. Remember when we first met?"

"... Yep. There's no way I can forget. Even after a hundred years."

"At that time, I didn't know the right or left side of the baby, and the baby was in the same condition. I happen to have picked it up, but I taught it to you.

... At that time, you said something. Non said he taught people well. That kind of work would make more people happy. "

Raquel was silent.

I took the glass I put on the table once again and wet my lips with booze.

"If that's what you say, maybe that's the ant, and about forty years from now, I'll have a fuzzy whim, as you can see. It's been going on for half a century, and we could even get married. I can predict it myself."

Phew, and Clive leaked a laugh.

Hihihi, and Noon also laugh.

Raquel was the only one looking down at the glass of booze.

"... at first, when I met you, you looked like a fairy or a god or something like that"

Pompous, Rachel shrugged.

"Outside the world, living untied by nothing, much freer than man.... In fact, the house was in the mountains."

"It's a buyout. I just took it personally. It's not unusual for the Elves. The circumstances are a little unusual."

"Anyway, it seemed that way to me. … I heard that… some time after my journey, I became a teacher in the college…"

Gyu.

In the hand of Rachel with the glass, strength held.

"... because of me, I thought. Because of what I said inadvertently... you must have been dragged into the world..."

Non didn't say anything.

Clive didn't say anything, either.

Just silent, prompted Rachel to go ahead.

"So the truth is, I was scared. Coming to this college...... At first, even when the teacher asked me out, I was confused... and I thought I'd say no... after all, I couldn't leave Jack and Phil alone..."

I remember two and a half years ago, when I was reunited with Rachel for a hundred and a half years.

I've already beefed up.

Even though we're nervous, I thought... Oh yeah, that's what I thought.

"... so... I hear you're quitting... me... I know... but I know you're not..."

A hand holding a glass shook.

"…………………………"

Non smiled bitterly.

I knew you were doing something you didn't even want to do because of yourself.

Damn, this one...

"Lakel."

Calling his name, his face rose only slightly.

I'm still blind.

So Non decided to make it clear.

"The best reason to quit is because Clive is too old."

"Huh...?

A rounded eye peered through his forehead and looked at Clive.

Clive says in a calm voice.

"I'll be 65 this year. Ten years to live, 20 years to live."

"... ah..."

"That's not what I meant. I've been telling you for a long time that maybe it's time to take your time."

Compared to that of elves, human life expectancy is short.

An elf bound to man becomes a widow almost without exception.

It's only a moment for Non to have the same time.

Elves do not like to use their time efficiently because they have a long life span.

The only thing an elf like that cares about is spending time with his partner...

"Then when Clive passes away and you're free, you might come back. There's nothing else to do."

"That's terrible. Take a little mourning."

"Hihihi! I wish I had some chaleous black clothes."

When you're tapping such a light mouth.

Poof, and.

On Rachel's knee, she developed stains.

"Ahhhh...?

I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand, but Shizuku doesn't stop falling.

Oh, boy.

Noh moved next to Rachel and held his body much larger than Noh's.

"Ooh, it's no different to be a crybaby."

"... such a thing... Jack's, in front, almost..."

"Well, I can't cry in front of my apprentice."

I'm sure the S-class kids don't know.

Whether you're happy or sad.

And even when you feel safe.

He was the kind of guy who would cry anytime soon.

"You've been splendid, Rachel. My best disciple."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh...!

Pomp, and slapped him in the head, Raquel leaked a whimper.

Even a few trivial things can leave a lump in your heart.

It roots strongly over time, while also being too used to being and forgetting.

So when it disappears to melt.

I'm relieved.

Unsurprisingly for myself......

After a while, Rachel's whimpering stopped.

"... sorry"

"What, in the booze seat? Rude. Rude."

Kusu, Rachel smiles zero.

Kid's bluffing is starting to make a good face.

When I'm a teacher, I feel bad that I'm an old man.

"Toula."

"Whoa. Isn't that 'Dean of the College'?

"Don't make fun of me... Now, if you'll excuse me, just one thing. Tula and to Mr. Clive."

Saying so, Rachel stood up and bowed her head deeply toward Nona.

"Long time...... good job"

That's what they said, and I was surprised.

Oh... it's been a really long time.

Compared to the life span of an elf, it's only temporary... of, it's supposed to be.

Non and Clive smile at Rachel's labor.

Past thoughts were not put on the table.

"Well, it's a little further to be able to slow down."

"You have a lot of young people who are too well. Wouldn't it make it easier for me to hide?"

In the meantime, Noon looked out the window.

The city at night is sinking into darkness.

In it, the light and the smoke rising in the sky were hidden from view, unlike those of Cantera.

Oh man...... not the bloody ones.

He can't wait for the Spirit King to begin.