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

Of the three-story rear palace, the room is on the penetration of the top floor.

Ordinary room - that is, a bedroom set up for the rightful wife of the Demon King.

Currently, Jack doesn't have a regular room.

The fact that seven people have side rooms and not just a front room is usually impossible.

It is a side chamber with a normal chamber and vice versa.

But Jack called his seven wives siderooms until he got tired of them.

The intention is a well-known fact in this rear house.

Jack doesn't have a regular room.

It's only a fact when you look at it objectively.

- In his mind, he said it would never be.

Without attendants, Samizina and Jack enter the bedroom for the main room alone.

There, it was different from the normal bedroom.

There is no conditioning other than the bed.

It just looks so big when you do it, it doesn't look like a room for your lady to rest in.

The space behind the room was divided by curtains.

In it, something is hidden.

No... sleeping, should I call it?

"Take off your clothes."

"... Yes"

Jack ordered me pale and Samizina turned her hand around the back of the dress.

I can take it off by myself, so I don't have that much trouble with it.

Drop many layered skirts at your feet one after the other.

Released from the heavy dress, Samizina put her hands on the last one, patiently wanting to catch her breath.

Drop a thin petticoat covering your lower body over the dress you took off.

Samizina looked down at herself naked as she took off her shoes and put her barefoot on the floor.

For ten years old.

It is a young body with little irregularities.

It's obvious, but still, reflectively, it can be compared to Daina's feminine physical appearance.

(... I wonder where you saw such a body and thought of that)

It reminded me of the unsuspecting suspicion hung during the day.

Samizina is being held by Jack...

Samizina, who is still studying about human emotions, understood as much as this flat body was not subject to male passion.

Raising his gaze, he notices Jack staring at this one jiggly.

There is not a single piece in Samizina that blocks that gaze.

Even though I don't usually care, for some reason today, my chest and lower body felt uncomfortable.

"... All right"

Jack squeals like that and heads to the curtain in the back.

(... hey, I wonder what's 'ok'...)

Perhaps, Your Majesty, he shook his head and threw out the thoughts that had passed.

Men should have no desire for their children's bodies.

'Cause I can't even have kids yet.

Sexuality is for making children, so it's impossible to logically think about craving me for not being able to have children.

(... but when you can have kids...)

Will His Majesty desire me?

Then…………….

(Oh, what are you thinking already...)

It's Dana's fault.

Because that guy says weird things, he thinks weird things.

Even if Samizina was old enough to have kids, Jack wouldn't lust.

Because...

Jack pulled a curtain hanging in the back of the room.

There's a coffin in it.

No, there was a bed.

Samizina knows.

It's one girl lying there.

A girl as old as Samizina, with a pale, smiling look, quietly closing her eyelids.

But in fact, the girl is eight years older than Samizina.

Seven years.

The girl keeps sleeping.

... Yes, I'm asleep.

At least, Samizina thinks so….

"Let's get started"

Jack declared, and Samizina nodded.

Close to the bed where the girl sleeps and kneel.

I felt slight cold air on the exposed complexion.

It's cold air to keep her (...) asleep clean...

Samizina joins hands to pray and closes her lid.

And I called it in my heart.

(- Philine Posford.)

Over and over again, don't give up.

(Mr. Philine Posford...... Mr. Philine Posford...... Mr. Philine Posford......)

By now, behind Samizina, the incarnation of the Spirit (Avatar) would be nestled like a pneumonia.

Spirit Sequence # 4: The Lost Star Samizina.

The spirits in the form of little horses, which also came from the name.

"Samizina" is the spirit who commands the soul.

The name of the spiritual art that its power brings is [The Doll of Ecstasy] -

- In a nutshell, it is a demonic ability.

The power to bring down the souls of the dead to us and to converse......

Extremely peculiar spiritual art that, without a spirit, cannot be automated with a spiritual excitation system.

Samizina's job was to use that power to summon the soul of his former fiancée, Filine...

(Mr. Philine Posford...... Mr. Philine Posford...... Mr. Philine Posford......)

The Spirit of Descent by [The Doll of Ecstasy] is established as long as you know the name of your life.

Being naked is a luteen for spiritual unity.

We are eliminating the excess in order to be as close to the soul as possible.

Samizina has succeeded in descending spirits many times before and has had conversations with many dead.

When it came to conversation, it was a fragmented thought, a clear exchange of words, a city, but it did succeed in bringing the soul of the dead back into the world.

Whatever, I've only lived with that in mind.

The Evil Spiritualist Guild, the parent of Samizina's upbringing, did not ask her for anything else.

But...

(... why...?

In the hands of the combined Samizina, the strength is strong.

(... how can you not find me, Mr. Filine...)

Repeat over and over again.

Try again and again.

Still...

- Philine's soul, I couldn't find it.

It's not that you don't answer me.

I can't find it.

What this fact means is...

"............... sorry, do"

Gently opening her eyelids, Samizina shrugged to leak her whimper.

"... I knew... I'd find it, I wouldn't...

To the world of the dead... to the world of the living. "

The soul is reincarnated.

Washed of memories and experiences, they dwell again in other human flesh.

Even in that case, Samizina should have felt its presence.

The Spirit of the [Doll of Ecstasy] can also be directed at so-called living spirits.

But I can't find it.

The soul that was once supposed to be named Filine Postford is nowhere to be found in the world......

There is only one possible possibility.

That is, a girl named Philine is also (...) and (...) present (...) and (...) (...) (...) -

"............... right"

Jack also replied, as usual, to Samizina's report.

A demon king who does not change one expression, only at this time, only slightly seeps emotions into his voice.

Disappointed.

And relief.

By asking again and again, Samizina understood who the emotion was.

But I don't see why he would let such emotions seep in.

Regardless of discouragement, how can you appease...

Samizina knelt down and looked up at Jack behind her.

He was silent, staring at the girl lying in a cold bed.

The expression doesn't change.

Still...... stay in that gaze, kindness enough to clog your chest.

I won't hide it from you.

Samizina shook off the thought that had just passed her back of her brain.

There's no way that's true.

I can't believe she doesn't exist in this world from the beginning when he stares so gently at her.

There is no way.

I don't mind if I do.

A deep wrinkle is carved between Jack's eyebrows at the age of eighteen.

I'm sure it's something that wasn't there seven years ago.

The agony that has eroded him for the past seven years.

When I think about it, my throat gets stuck and I can't breathe properly.

But this bitterness shouldn't compare to his.

What's true about his seven years is that Samizina, who doesn't know what a 'human' is, can't even imagine it yet.

For the first time, Jack gave meaning to Samizina's life, which had no use whatsoever.

Even if it was a tool to recall his fiancée's soul, Samizina was proud to be his tool.

I know it must be an outrage.

I know I must be arrogant.

Still, Samizina hoped.

Just a little bit.

I want you to separate his suffering.

So, if he can rest at all...

- I don't care what happened to me.

"Get dressed."

Ordered to blur, Samizina returned to the dress she had stripped off to the floor.

Wear intricate dresses by the hand you're used to.

If my clothes are messed up, I could be unnecessarily suspicious again......

(I don't mind, Your Majesty...)

I'm sure Jack wouldn't mind either, but Samizina couldn't bear for him to be insulted.

Besides...

I am asexually angry why it is that I and what happens (...) are classified as scandalous.

(Why not?

That was still an unnamed emotion.

"You go back to your room and rest now."

When he leaves the bedroom for the main room, Jack unilaterally says so and turns his back on Samizina.

"What...? To, Your Majesty! Can't you take the day off...?

It's been a long time since sundown and even many of the maids are asleep.

Yet Jack's footsteps seemed to leave the rear palace intact.

"... the last job of the day remains"

Jack says pale without looking back.

"No... the last in the world, or"

His expression at that time was invisible from Samizina.

(... the last in the world, work...?

In those words, the doubts I had during the day brought my neck again.

"Um, Your Majesty! … Can I ask you one thing?"

"... what"

Samizina is just a little surprised because she didn't expect me to stop.

Then I panicked and asked the demon king a question on his back.

"Why is Your Majesty trying to destroy the world...?

I wonder if that was a stepped in question.

But I couldn't help asking.

For the first time, Jack looked back over his shoulder.

"... samigina"

"Yes, sir"

My heart pounds.

"What means do you think you have to kill people?

"What...?

Kill people, means......?

"Doh... poison, or...?

"Anything else?

"Keh, poking my heart with a sword, or..."

"Serve the poison. Destroy the heart. Disconnect the head. And... strangle hard. That way, humans die.

(...) but (...) and (...) also (...) died (...) or (...) and (...)? "

"What...?

I can't believe there are people who don't die that far...

"When there are people who don't die no matter how. When there are still people who want to kill you. What to do......

The answer is simple. world (...) break (...) the world (...) if (...), and (...) if (...) if (...) also (...) if (...) to (...) die (...) not (...) "

If you break the world too, then...

That was... to kill one fish, it was like drying up the ocean.

"This is something you can know otherwise......

...... Samizina. Did I (...) hug (...) or (...) (...)? "

"Huh......!?

The abrupt question made my cheeks and ears a lot hotter.

This... yes.

It's 'embarrassing'.

"Do you want me to hold you? Answer me."

Jack looked over his shoulder, staring at Samizina.

It's like trying to figure something out.

... Something?

What the hell...

That, to my mind, was the question I had just asked Deina as well.

Does that make any sense...?

Samizina manages to answer as she tries to cool down her hot face.

"... Wow... I don't know, I don't know"

"Don't know?

"I still don't know what that thing called... let, lust...

But if Your Majesty, if you have mercy on me... if you are willing to do so "

Moistening her throat with spit that turned karakara, Samizina welcomed Jack's gaze.

"I... would love to... take it, I will"

While Samizina returned the answer as she clogged her voice over and over again, Jack was observing the condition with no expression.

As if trying to foresee (...) what (...) of (...) inside (...) of (...), not Samizina itself...

".................. Hmm"

Eventually, Jack, with a gentle nose, cuts his gaze from Samizina.

It was the same reaction as it was when Dana.

"Go back to your room and rest. The curtain is to keep it closed properly."

"Ha ha..."

Is this the kind of thing they took off the ladder...

I felt like my heart was hanging out.

I guess this is how Dana felt, too.

"Beginning tonight, the night will not be the night"

With an emotionally invisible voice, Jack tells her.

"The curtain is to keep it closed. If you don't want to fall asleep..."

Without a word of farewell, Jack's back disappeared into the darkness at the end of the hallway.

Samizina drops it off and squeals pompously.

"... after all... kind"

Behind my chest, a painful sensation ran......