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

How many times... did you repeat that?

Sometimes in a frenzied consciousness... sometimes... I try to count.

But... in the end, I can't remember... giving up, sanity sinks into the bottom of my soul again...

How many times... did you repeat that?

This question itself... how many times have you repeated it... I can't remember anymore.

Why... I don't even know if I'm doing this...

Is that it?

I don't know......

Even if you don't know...... repeat.

As if he were a creature that would do so… the same time, grunting….

"How many times the hell did you repeat that?

In the sanity of the cut... a voice other than asking myself... came in.

"Good luck, Raquel.... You can take a break now, okay?

Am I right...?

Is that enough...?

Did I do my best...?

"Oh, good luck with that. He who works hard is obliged to rest for that."

Oh well...

It's my duty...

Then I need to rest...

"Everyone's waiting over there. Come with me!

Yeah...... go.

Take me..................... Jack.

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"Shit!

Phil's energetic voice called me as I groaned in the east room of the garden.

"Hmm... what's going on, Phil?

"Come on, come on!

When Phil holds my hand, he pulls a grunt.

It's... it's so forceful.

I had no choice but to stand up and be pulled by Phil.

Going through a well maintained garden.

The garden was managed by Elvis and Gawayne.

It seems Gawayne doesn't fit that big physique and the meticulous work suits her sexually.

When I entered the mansion, there was some strange odor.

Like something burned...... maybe, a fire?

"Over here, over here!

It was in the kitchen that Phil pulled me away.

The smell of burning is also drifting out of this.

I was wary that the fire had broken out at the end of the fire - but when I peered inside, I knew it was worrying.

"... what, this tragedy"

I was stunned.

The inside of the kitchen was messed up or messed up.

It's like after the storm passes - no, some of it's burnt, so it's like the storm and the fire came together.

In the middle of it, three girls fouling everything from hair to clothes with all sorts of ingredients and seasonings are making a scene.

"Why don't you do what I said!? You're telling me you can do what I tell you to do!

"Eh. 'Cause this one's funnier."

"I'm telling you you shouldn't do the dishes without being funny - eh!?

"Oh, um... that's about it already... ugh..."

Azelea repeated her grudges and novels, where Ruby heard it as the wind blowing, while Samizina was turning right and left.

Oh, boy.

Apparently, I was called to arbitration.

"Say hello! Shit!

Phil says as he tongues cutely.

Because I'm an elderly man in this mansion, I'm always in this role.

I'm not really good at this sort of thing.

Reluctantly, I go inside the kitchen and break it into two arguing people.

"Yes, yes, that's it"

"Ah, Doctor..."

"Chip, are you here..."

"There. Ruby. Don't openly tongue me."

When I heard the story, apparently Azelea had become a teacher and taught Ruby and Samizina, Phil, how to cook.

But Ruby started doing whatever he wanted, ignoring what he taught him better, so you can see.

"Ruby... you're not cured at all for being fatally bad at teaching things from people..."

Even in college, you didn't listen to me at all...

Azelea snorts with the look on her face.

"It's true. I told Mr. Gawayne I wanted to take the plug because I would say something rare and adorable..."

"Become...! You didn't say anything!

"What, did you?"

Ruby lined up his objections even more solidly as Azelea laughed slightly and puffy.

Samizina, who's around, starts to get awkward again, but she won't have to arbitrate this.

"What's all the fuss?

"Ah! Ji-kun!

A sneak peek at Jack's face at the kitchen entrance, and Phil makes his face shine.

Phil's face when Jack was here kind of made me happy this way and I loved it.

"Um! We were all making sweets! Here!"

Phil took one of the barely surviving plates on a table like after the hurricane went through and offered it to Jack.

"Heh. Cookies. That sounds good."

"I'm the one with this heart shape - Sami's is the square over here!

Samizina, called "Sami," makes me jump on my shoulder.

"Ha. You have character, in shape."

"My love for Haji-kun is strong! eheheheheheheheheheh"

"So let me give you a taste of that love?

"Yeah! Ahhh."

"Ahhh."

Jack bowed back slightly and received the cookie offered by Phil as he stretched out his back with his mouth.

"Mm-hmm... yeah. Good."

"Which is better with me?"

"Here."

"Ahhh."

Lightly chopped from Jack, Phil laughs heedlessly at him.

Jack continued, reaching for the squarer cookie.

"Let me taste Samigina."

"Ah, ah... hey, Your Majesty! Don't let them eat something like that......!

"Hmm? Is it even poisoned?

"Totally!

"Well, then, no problem."

Jack then throws a square cookie into his mouth and flavors it with a boil.

Samizina was blushing and watching how it looked in the face of tension.

"Yes...... how about that?

"Mm-hmm..."

"Ah... su, excuse me! After all, in His Majesty's mouth..."

"No, no, no. It's good. I tried to describe it as a little good, but I just didn't have enough vocabulary"

"What...? Ah..."

"Good for you, Sami! Said it was so good I couldn't find a word for it!

"Wow...! Phew, Dear Philine......!

The two youngsters embrace each other and express their joy.

Where there was a smiling air, Jack said.

"Looks like we got a tea contract just right, and let's all gather it up and make it tea in the dining room"

Sasuke, his voice overlapped and he left the kitchen.

Azelea, Ruby and Samizina go back to their rooms to get dressed.

I walked down the hallway next to Jack.

"Thank you, Master"

"Huh?"

"Phil was driving me out again, making me arbitrate Azelea and Ruby, right?

"Well......"

"Mmm. Ji-kun! That sounds like I'm sorry! I was a fine play!

"Right. Bad, bad."

"If you think it's bad, you should stroke my head!

"What about that as a way of apologizing?

While questioning, Jack gently stroked Phil's head and Phil laughed happily.

With my usual sight sidelined, I stop.

There was a painting hanging on the wall.

"... hmm? What's up, Master?

Jack and Phil stop and look back.

"No... I was wondering if there was such a painting..."

It was a portrait.

A silver-haired girl is depicted busting up.

It's hard to tell how old you are, but to see it come with your body, is it somewhere between the ages of 14 and 5?

Jack looked at the painting and tilted his neck.

"Come on...... I don't know. I'm not very interested in painting. Well, there it is."

"Yes..."

So now you're just holding your eyes for the first time and you've been in the corner of your sight before...

I thought the silver-haired girl in the painting looked familiar.

After Jack and Phil, who walked out, I also leave the front of the painting.

The - it was a moment.

"- Wake up!! Stupid bastard!!!

A fierce roar slapped me on the back.

I look back surprised, but there is no one behind me......

There was just a painting hung on the wall.

…………

It didn't seem to sound like Jack or Phil.

Because of my mind......?

I turned my back on the painting once now, leaning my neck.

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"Yes, Master Elvis. Ahhh."

"Ah, ahhh..."

I'd happily pick it with my fingers. Helmina offering cookies and Elvis taking it with her mouth in embarrassment.

In front of that sweet and sour sight, Ruby finally slammed the table.

"Royal couple there eh!! Don't flirt in public!!

"Oh, Mr. Ruby. Isn't seclusion ugly?

"You're the ugly ones, doorhead!

"Then what about that one?

A large rectangular table placed in the middle of the dining room - Helmina fingers its birthday seat.

That was Jack's designated seat, and at the same time Phil's designated seat.

Why... yes, just like right now, because Phil sits on Jack's lap.

"Yes, Ji-kun. Ahhh."

"No, it's just the moisture in my mouth... something"

"Yummy?"

"... Ngu....... nmai"

Nearby, Samizina was softly suspicious of behavior, and Azelea said, "Sit in your seat, Phil!," he said in a novel, "and Binny had somehow been slapped in the head by her twin brother, Benny. I wonder what you were thinking.

Anyway, Jack is still hot today.

"Ngah!! Then this is -!! Don't you have any booze if you ask me if it's tea, the booze!!

And, next to me, Tula wastage - but his hands picked cookies one after the other.

"Why did you think there was alcohol when you heard about tea?"

"For Non, alcohol and tea are very much the same. Hihihi!"

"If I swallow alcohol in the daytime, Mr. Clive will scold me again."

"Totally. Oh, man, after I've been busy on my own. You can't swallow alcohol in the daytime!

That being said, if it's what my husband, Mr. Clive, says, it kind of makes me listen to you, Tura.

When you lived with me, you hardly listened to me, but you're just amazed that love is something that changes people.

"Than that, Rachel. Do you mind if I don't mix you up over there?

"Huh?"

Toula grinned with a mean grin and let Jacques sneeze his jaw all the time.

"Ten years old down there, eighteen up there? Hihihihihihi! It's just a bunch of young women hooked up. You have a narrow shoulder, Rachel?

"... I am nothing"

I never cared about my age - or, in the first place, I never counted my age.

It doesn't matter how much it gets better when it comes to triple digits, and it's also vague whether you're 100 or 200 years old already.

"Well, your servant still looks eighteen. There you go. Use your body, use your body! Especially those big boobs you hid under your clothes!

"Hih......!?

All of a sudden, they grabbed my chest and surprised me.

He hid his chest as he hurried away and looked at Jack more.

Then I saw Jack slightly distracted.

"... Ji-kun, I was watching"

"... Your Majesty, I was watching"

"... Jack, you've been watching"

"Yes, no, no! I haven't seen it! I didn't see that!?

"I'm telling you, hey! Even I have enough to beat my teacher!?

"Ah! Azelea, it's sloppy! Me and Sami are still tiny!

"Phew... it's about picking up a second trait and then putting it back out, you kids"

"Mmmm......! I'm coming, Sami! Combined attack!!

"What!? Ha, ha!!

Focusing on Jack, the girls start making noise if they have to.

The usual, familiar routine.

These days, you just have to go on forever.

I wished so in my heart, with no one -

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"... that?

I find myself uncomfortable walking down the hallway at night trying to get back to my bedroom, adding to my needs before bed.

"... I don't have that painting..."

I saw it at noon, a portrait of a silver-haired girl.

The wall where that painting was supposed to have been decorated was blank.

I can't even find the marks that were on my forehead.

It had disappeared completely, as if nothing had happened from the beginning......

... do you remember the wrong place?

"- Mm-hmm, Raquel?

Looking back at his voice, Jack in his sleeping clothes walked down the hall.

"What's the matter, at this late hour?"

"Ah... nothing. I was just getting my sleep ready..."

I'm kind of ashamed to honestly answer that I was going to add to it, and I give a cloudy answer.

Jack also flushed "yeah," appropriately, letting his gaze swim for some reason.

"Uh... well, then.... Hey, can we talk?

"... Huh?

I see Jack's face.

"... something, something important?

"No... nothing like that..."

Jack's mouth was so badly cut.

I thought I was swimming my eyes everywhere...... suddenly, the focus is set on pitch and my eyes.

"... you just want to talk to me alone, can't you?

Dokun and his heart bounced so hard that he could hear the sound.

... Ah, fuck.

Jack's face suddenly disappeared.

Until just now, I was fine.

"... what's up? Is something wrong?

"Oh, no... that's okay. 'Cause it's okay."

Calm down.

Jack only invites me to chat because I met him.

"... yeah, yeah, right. Because of this, and just a little..."

"Mm-hmm. So, just my room, okay? What are you talking about? It's cold out there."

As I followed Jack as he walked out, somehow my heart was hitting the early bell like it was right after he had a full walk of disease.

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In the slight moonlight that shoots in through the window and the lamp lights placed on the side table of the bed, we had a conversation without any other love.

I was wondering what kind of noise Phil caused today.

I was wondering how the flowers Elvis and Gawain are growing in the garden.

Like Tula was napping like a cat on Mr. Clive's knee pillow......

I was aware, of course, that the distance from Jack, who sat on the bed, was gradually decreasing while we were talking about what was not enough to take, but he did not try to distance himself from me.

First, the fingers of the hand poked at the sheet are involved, then the arms and shoulders are bumped.

When Jack's hand was turned to the opposite shoulder, in an ultra-natural flow, I was pushed down on the bed.

Jack's eyes stare at my face.

I thought I heard a little rough breath, it was my breath.

Jack's hand slips gently off my shoulder... and moves toward my chest.

Thin, long, but just a little bit of every finger touched his chest as if touching a crack, and at that moment, his whole body ran like an electric shock.

"Huh..."

I let Pickle and my body jump and divert my eyes from Jack's face.

Jack pulled his hand in like a panic.

"... don't like it, huh?

I was shaking my neck sideways before I thought.

"I don't like it... but"

I say with my hands down as I try to cover my mouth and keep my side table facing away.

"... to Azelea or Phil... bad"

"What... I don't know"

Jack grinned lightly as he was relieved and slowly approached his face.

Exhale and exhale, bump......

"I don't mind about those guys, Rachel... I want to love you."

The moment I heard the word - in my eyes, there were tears.

Jack's face, slowly approaching, seeps into the gutter.

I wish these days would last forever.

That was all I wanted.

I don't need status, fame, luxury, anything else.

I just wish there was only peace.

It would have been nice to have even a peaceful routine where everyone I know could live laughing.

Should be.

I was supposed to.

My mouth - it breaks.

"- Jack doesn't say that,"

As soon as I said it in a trembling voice, Jack's face, which was getting closer, stops.

"Things like taking Azerea lightly, let alone Phil... if it's a real Jack, I'll never, ever say"

The overflowing tears finally spread to the temples.

Jack's face nearby - as troubled, he was grinning bitterly.

".................. well"

Mumble like you gave up, and he pulls himself away from me.

"Just one word - if only I had seen this and pretended not to see it, I would have gotten everything I wanted.... you say you fight till you get tired of it, Raquel"

"Yep.... because I saw you fighting"

I said as I woke up my body.

"Because I saw you continue to fight, even if you remain desperate - I will fight, too. Even if it doesn't have to be a victory. Even if the future is nowhere. To protect you..."

"I tell you, you are already, almost, dominated by madness. I mean, if you repeat it a few more times, it's over. This world could be his first mercy."

"You're muscled.... I can't believe the first mercy I've shown people is a cage that keeps their enemies locked up"

That girl found out about my battle.

Even though I didn't take over my last memory... I was caught up just 444th time with me continuing to obstruct even without aiming for victory or anything.

So you tried to get rid of the war itself from me.

That girl who was all over and over and over again - all this time, get out poorly.

"But... it was fun"

And I looked upon the ceiling, and rebelled against the days of fantasy.

"Even though I knew it was just a dream, it was fun... Everybody's laughing... everyone's happy... oh, I haven't remembered in a long time that I was going for a world like this"

"But you're leaving, aren't you?

"Yeah, I'm leaving."

"Don't you think you want to be immersed in dreams?

"I think.... I think"

I get out of bed and look out the window.

The starry sky was spreading everywhere.

"... Hey, Jack"

"What?

"My breasts, were you watching?

"I was watching.... You may not be aware of it, but your body is so horny."

I laugh when I dull, and I turn.

"I could just ask that, enough"

I could hear what I couldn't ask.

I could hear things I couldn't possibly have asked.

Oh - even then, it's too much of a miracle.

The mansion where I lived with everyone collapsed.

The garden I spent with everyone was crushed.

In a world transformed into a sea of rubble, I look up to the sky.

There was a crack running in the starry sky.

From that crack, the dragon peeks into his face.

There was no comparison of Wyburn, a dragon the size of a mountain, crossed by a different knight with three faces.

Apparently, she's not going to let me escape, even willingly.

And he will hurt me, and all that I know, and will come to grieve, saying, You should be in this world.

I can't run out of war for doing that anymore.

Burning in my chest is the flame you gave me.

My soul, which was crushing, breathed back thanks to this world.

Until the moment my soul burns out, I will not acknowledge my loss.

Win a vain victory at best.

There is no laughter in your face then.

An alien dragon knight shook the world with a roar.

As the glass breaks, the sky crumbles apart.

Come on, let's keep fighting.

Never win - but never lose a fight.

A giant dragon bursts into flames.

The flames dyed red even in the night sky, burning down the gentle world.

On the verge of being swallowed by it, I remember.

- Cause and effect, continue.

TO BE CONTINUED TO

The Demonic Period of Cause and Effect - No. 447 - - -