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

During the sight, it was filled with cold air and gloomy darkness.

My foot, stepping out, echoes the stiff shoe.

Bearing the light that shoots through the door, I confronted the throne that seats me at the deepest end.

A luxurious one with a long stretched back, but one boy sits back.

He pokes his cheekstick at me like he cares and looks at me silently with empty eyes that do not reflect any emotions.

Always is.

No matter how many times I see you again under any circumstances, you won't say 'it's been a long time'.

Do not rejoice that you have met me for a few years.

Light, only obligatory words.

Never, never try to reveal your mind.

So in the end, we cut each other's lives to the brink.

- That's it. Finally, it gives me a glimpse of the edge of my heart.

I'm sure that's because he's lonely.

Because I'm assuming there's no one else who can understand me.

... I guess I was, in a way, happy.

Because they took away memories, but therefore never tasted the loneliness of being thrown out into a different world where no common sense worked.

On the other hand, he has fought all along.

To no one but him, I have fought alone with opponents that I don't even understand exist...... all the time, all the time.

So, it's a dead end.

The first word I should utter... is dictated.

"-Ki-kun."

Just one word, it was enough.

Jack's eyes wobbled as if he were in a dream.

"Ki-kun... Long time no see"

Smile, as you did in your previous life.

I speak to the familiar child I have not seen in hundreds of years.

Jack's eyes gradually opened and a deep crease appeared on his eyebrow root.

Sounds painful.

Looks like it will stick.

In the eyes of nothingness, he tries to revive the memories that were cut off by that child.

"- Remember? The cicada sounded so loud."

In the tone we used to have, we talked about a long, long time ago already.

"Fathers and mothers talk, we're bored. … I have just moved and am anxious to make friends. So when I found you guys, I was so happy. We're definitely gonna be friends. 'Cause that's what I thought.... Strange, isn't it? It was the first time we met."

"... ugh..."

Ki-kun groans, holding his forehead.

"Remember? When we competed in making snow Dharma. I'll take Sharon as my ally and compete 2-on-1... At that time, Ki-kun, you looked fine, but you were actually pretty obstinate, weren't you?

"... ugh, uhh!

The expression is distorted.

Hold your head.

She said that Ki-kun had forgotten about me.

But I haven't forgotten.

It's not forgotten.

The memories we have cherished can never be taken away by your nasty violence.

"Remember? High school graduation day. Evening, it was a classroom, wasn't it? … I confessed to Ki-kun."

Sunken eyes in nothingness showed the sunset that day.

"Hey, remember?

A sunset that shoots sideways through a window.

Curtains that stick in the wind.

The letter 'Happy Graduation' written as giant on the blackboard.

"I... I can finally remember, Ki-kun"

Lose your memory, live nearly 200 years, repeat it over and over again.

Finally, I have regained my love.

So...

- Now it's your turn to get it back.

Slowly, my face rises.

His eyes, which were moody, tie the focus.

In the middle of it is me.

But - another appearance from the blue-haired elf can be seen in my eyes.

".................. Ah, Za, Ri...............?

Oh...... I knew you remembered.

No matter how much you get hurt.

No matter how sharpened.

Only memories with me - you remembered.

It's me, Ki-kun.

Yasha Li, the medicine guardian. Your childhood familiarity.

So don't worry.

You're not alone anymore.

"- No, I'm not."

... Huh?

"No, no, no... Huh!!

He shook his head violently to get rid of something, and Jack glanced at me with a distorted look.

There is no more nothingness in those eyes.

But it's not like I feel safe or nostalgic.

"Is it something to be fooled? Is it deceiving? You're fooling me! You're Asha Lee!? You're gonna tell me you've been reincarnated, too! The settings are cluttered...... Huh! Such a convenient thing, there is no way this can be on me!!

Various animosities were swirling in Jack's eyes as he stood up kicking the floor.

Doubt.

Alert.

Disbelief.

At the center of those eyes is neither a blue haired elf nor a childhood familiarity of the previous life.

... Kōjo, Sharon...!

"Chi, no... Ki-kun, no!

I stood up desperately to claim my existence.

"I, I! The real -"

"You showed yourself...! Rachel this time!! You, how far, from me...!!

"Please, listen to me...! I'm really Yasha Lee! It was your childhood friend, and it was her! I've always lost my memory."

"I'm not going to hang out with any more bad plays"

The look on Jack's face makes me lose a lot of heat.

It's as if you put up a wall between you and the world.

But his eyes are burning to death.

The hatred, the curse, is boiling down.

Gagon, and a heavy metal noise was heard from overhead.

I look up at it and breathe.

On the ceiling, there was an agate full of lizards open.

That's Iron Maiden - Jack's mouth for swallowing and chewing up suspicions!

"It is troublesome for you to use your master - [the takeover of divine will]. I'll reincarnate you next."

... Somewhere in my heart, I knew.

There was only one Filine Posford who could have been his salvation.

She was no substitute for Asha Li, and Rachel (I) could not replace her.

He said that he would no longer receive words when he was irreplaceably deprived of them.

But.

Still.

"... I have decided to make you happy."

Look forward.

"I've decided to be happy with you."

Tighten your chest.

"So - how many times, how many times, where I was flabbergasted!

Look to Jack, I swear!

"I'm not giving up! Spoken you down, until then!!

Behind me stood Shax the Faithful Shadow Master.

Its figure with beautiful wings of white and black is that of a bat.

And a bat has this inheritance.

- Happiness comes to the house where the bat dwells.

"... it's all up to him..."

Jack shrugged as he stared into a void like nowhere else.

Behind it, the wings of extreme colour spread.

Andrealphus of Distinguished Separation.

The concept of moderation is "freedom" -

"Everyone who leans over even though he's like me is that guy... only makes me like a crazy guy like him... It's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, it's him.

I was stunned by what happened from the next moment.

The incarnation of "Andrealphus", who stood behind Jack - is degenerating.

The bright wings are bat-like and dermal.

Soft feathers are on the hard scales of reptiles.

The pointed beak was replaced by a long nose.

It's a dragon.

A giant dragon, stained in evil pitch-black.

Finally, one knight appeared, trying to seep out of the darkness.

On top of the armor covering your entire body, a single neck.

And a three-faced face.

A knight on three sides, reminiscent of the statue of Asura, crossed the back of a black dragon.

"... hey... eh...?

Confused.

Confused.

Confused.

It's like you're having a random nightmare.

Why is this guy here?

In the causal dimension, it struck me and Teena more than once, that dragon knight - how could it be in the material (this) dimension!?

"I'll kill you."

Right behind his back, unusually happening to his spirits, Jack is completely unaware.

"You... you're the only one... Huh! I'll kill you!! With this hand! Many times! I'll kill you - whoa!!!

A dragon roar shook his whole body to bits.

The cortical wings slap the air, and I finally take a fighting stance.

Coming - Huh!?

I took the dragon from the front, which had burst into flames.

The impact of the clash could be absorbed in [Nesting Permeable Wings].

But my legs float.

The dragon still advances, trying to slap me against the wall with a snap on the tip of my nose!

"Ugh...!

[Dawn lights] and blew up the wall.

The black dragon pushed me out into the sky of Dimkuld's Enchanted Island, as he crushed and spread the open hole with his wings.

The cold wind blows.

A group of buildings like Kenyama spreads beneath his eyes.

Over his head there was a brilliant night sky of stars, but he was wrapped in a dark dome while he watched.

[Labyrinth of Trials] - Aaron sensed an anomaly and flew me to the dungeon!

Thanks......! You'll no longer have to worry about the damage around you!

I grabbed the hard scales of the dragon and looked up at the three-sided dragon knight from up close to confirm his presence.

- Be there (...).

This dragon knight, indeed, exists in this world as a phenomenon.

It's not the embodiment of 'meaning'!

I mean - there's only one possibility.

"... should have thought"

Staring at the three faces of the Dragon Knight, I tell you.

"It should have been thought that it is no stranger to have a spiritual technique that can affect even the causal dimension than there is a [leading cause and effect]...!

She has always used the spiritual art of others.

Use [Dawn Light] if you reincarnate into Azerea.

If I reincarnate into Ruby, I will use the [Single Realm].

And in a world that was conveniently altered for me, [the name of the ring] was in my hands.

But if.

apart from them.

What if there's some kind of spirituality for her, just for her?

And...

"- Now that I know the power of [Baal], there is only one more kind of spiritual art that I do not know...... Huh!!

I erased the weight of the dragon with [nesting permeable wings] and kicked on the hard scales.

Then, the dragon is lightly blown away by every dragon knight riding on his back.

Naturally.

Even spiritual art works normally.

'Cause it's not like' meaning 'took shape.

It's not an unknown monster I don't know.

I've dealt with tens of thousands so far, because it's just spirituality -!!

"Think...... no spirits look better on Sharon"

The Spirit, in Ringism, is the only 72 pillar Spirit to be abominable.

Why not?

It is decided.

Because the concept that the Spirit presides over is in direct contradiction to the pure poverty that Ringism is supposed to be...!

I forcefully point at the Black Dragon Knight.

Spirit Sequence # 32.

The concept of moderation is "lust".

His name is...

"-" Abominable Lip Asmodeus "Huh!! You are the true Spirit who stayed in Sharon (...)!!"

- Kusu.

- Tickle.

Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle!

That was... a laugh.

It was like my head was offended just to ask...... slutty, slutty, lewd...... sweet sweet, laughing.

The figure of the Dragon Knight becomes a mosaic.

The deformity, barely visible in contour, changed its shape as it made a whimpering water noise: Gu Chi Cu, Chi Cu Cu.

The membrane-shaped wings return to it in extreme colour.

Dragons and knights merge into one… shaping a small silhouette for one.

There was a girl there when the resolution of the mosaic gradually increased and became visible.

Minimally covering underdeveloped limbs that have not yet been cut into women with small cloths like swimsuits.

On his back he spread Andrealphus' polar-colored wings, and from his buttocks he was stretching out any black tail with a heart-shaped tip.

Long stretching hair is as thin pink as visualizing the color fragrance.

He has a slutty thin grin on his unusual face that invites all who see him though...

I recognized the girl.

The outfit, no.

That kid at that time, he wasn't dressed that dirty.

Purer and - sacred.

That's right.

Like God.

That face...

Shortly after he died...

In a white world...

He offered me the option of reincarnation.

- Um!

"The light!

I screamed out loud, and then a girl like a succubus...

No.

- "Asmodeus of Abominable Lips," he laughed glossily.

"- Nah."