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

I dived through a long, long tunnel.

It's huge, it's big, it's huge, it's a bookshelf tunnel - The Causal Library I saw in Rachel's memory.

A long, long journey, following the opposite of cause and effect.

We finished it while Fate guided us.

Threw out in the middle of the sky.

"... Huh!?

"Hey......!

Bugooooooo, and the wind roars in my ear.

The free fall had already begun. You can see a green hill down there for dozens of meters.

To make sure, I was holding Rachel's body.

"Yay......!?

"Get him!

Activate the [nesting permeable wing] by holding Rachel as a princess.

It promptly activates spirituality against unintentional strikes - that when I was a child, I was slapped into a rackel without day or night.

Fluffy landing on a green hill and breathing.

What's all of a sudden up in the air?

"Rachel?"

Lakel, who held the princess, kept her arms around my neck, silent for some reason.

Remember the old days, faint cold sweats flow.

When Raquel gets angry, he decides, and he can't read his expression any more.

Thinking about it, it was easy to deal with this extent of the situation, even with Rachel.

Will you be angry that you don't do anything extra to your apprentice's habits?

And I think,

"... oh, I'm sorry..."

Rachel looked away and squealed in a fine voice.

"Something about the... weird feeling"

"Hmm...?

"This is how I ask you, my disciple, to protect me..."

Look at me properly.

"Ha... embarrassed, glad"

"... well"

The faint face, not as a master, not as a childhood familiar...

Oh, and just a little relief.

'Cute' and the ability to feel that way is still alive in me.

"And yet, how did they suddenly throw you out into the sky?

I take Rachel down to the ground and look up over my head.

The blue sky is spreading unhindered by nothing.

Rachel looked up at the sky the same way next door,

"Maybe... because we were in a high place?

"Ah.... well. This place..."

A small, tall hill of grass.

I remember.

This is where I built the castle.

"- No, no, wait a minute, okay? We were in Dimkurd, weren't we? to Dimkurd flying and traveling."

If you flew into the same spatial coordinates as before retroactivity, you'd be out in the air like nowhere else.

But - I can circle my gaze around.

The green plains continued all the way to the other side and were interrupted on the horizon.

This is... the Dimkurd before it floats, as I remember.

"We have followed the opposite of cause and effect"

Raquel says.

"Cause and effect is a chain of causes and consequences. If we trace it back to the cause, it will return to nature, to the original Dimkurd - that is, I think."

"... I see..."

Retroactive the cause and effect, not the time - the difference has yet to be felt.

"Anyway, that's convenient. Either way, the purpose is my mother - I needed to come to Dimkurd. And then there's when..."

In the blue sky, a neglected white cloud.

And a sharp, skin-stinging heat.

"... it's hot"

"... Summer..."

Specifically, I don't know how many summers I've been here.

But yes.

What we met - it was such a hot summer to see each other again.

"First, you just want to see how many days of the year this is... I can't remember anymore, but the movies I've seen in my last life about time travel are the main way to see the newspapers and news and see what time it is. Even so, Dimkurd doesn't have newspapers or news."

"Why don't you just ask people?

"'Excuse me, what year and what month is it now'? You're too suspicious."

"Really?"

and Rachel tilted her neck.

"I can't believe I don't know what year or month it is today, but I think it happens all the time."

"... Huh?

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"It's the 13th of the late summer month, 2954."

The innkeeper's daughter, who was asked the date by Rachel, replied softly.

Not to be suspicious, but a glimpse of Rachel's long ears, smiling.

I still remember.

Elves tend to lose their sense of time because of their long lives. Sometimes people say they starve to death because they forget to eat.

So no matter how futuristic you behave to ask the date, if you are an elf, you will not be suspicious - because to them it is a daily tea meal that you will not know what day it is.

Especially if you're also the daughter of an inn, you'll be used to it.

Rachel waited outside the inn to come back to me.

"Were you listening?

"I was listening."

"I don't care if I ask the date, I don't come pin... at least I don't think it was before I was picked up by Jack and Phil..."

"Two days ago."

I assured you.

"I meet Phil and I pick you up when you go down, two days ago"

"... you remember?

"I counted it backwards after that.... of my father and mother, it's the day of my life."

"... ah..."

Sharon said himself.

He said it was the day Phil and I met that killed my father and mother and turned them into philosophical zombies.

Two days from now - Spirit History 2954, Late Summer Moon, 15th.

On that day, your father and mother will be killed.

And at the same time, I meet Phil and reunite with Rachel across the world...

If I had a "Fate Day," there could be no other day than this.

"... annoyingly accurate, Asmodeus"

Did I just say that I only have to name the "Minister of Destiny"?

"... are you okay?

"It's okay."

To Rachel, who cares, I answer without interrupting.

Asmodeus said - Being an outsider of cause and effect, we just have to overlook everything that happens in front of us.

Two more days.

The day after tomorrow, even if I could stay at the scene where my father and mother would be killed - I would never be able to save them both.

We'll have to kill him.

In the five years of that nightmare, as I have done with more than twenty lives.

"Time limit is two days."

Trying to calm down, I declared.

"By the day after tomorrow, I will get information from my mother about the Evil God. - I don't have time. Come on, let's go."

Back when I was still calm and happy, to my nostalgic home.

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For one thing, he took a room to the inn as a base of activity.

I didn't feel comfortable with Road Bank because I came dressed up, but Rachel seems to have a doctrine of carrying valuables with me.

"Ah. It was easy to lose things, since my last life"

"... already. I just remember that."

I disposed of some of the stuff around me, too, while removing the racket that pointed my lips.

This is still a king for once - that's all I could secure enough money for two days.

Well, Hate and I couldn't afford two rooms.

"It's been two nights, even. Will you put up with me in my room?

"Oh, no, yeah, of course! I've slept with Jack so many times! I've endured sexual harassment every time! So, it's okay......!

It was a hell of a long time ago, that.

I mean, I haven't been sexually harassed... only a few times.

Others prepared hooded jackets to hide the face.

I don't know that I'm Jack of the future, but Rachel hasn't changed her appearance. You should avoid being seen by officials of the Lieber family.

People who were supposed to go down in the woods were pimping elsewhere and exploring something. Then they could make a weird mistake - hence, the future changes.

If you have acted in such a way as to change the future, you still do not know exactly what will happen, but you should definitely avoid it.

So we were ready, and we walked down a forest road outside the city.

Ahead lies the Reaver family mansion - the road was stiff and consolidated as if paved, as the lord's mansion was visited by all sorts of humans every day.

But my footsteps are heavy somewhere.

Are you resisting somewhere in your mind?

To go to the Lieber mansion that day - to see myself still happy.

That's when my hand squeezed.

Looking next door, Rachel looked at me sideways and pulled my hand.

... I'm not alone anymore.

Someone holds my hand and pulls it.

Then we should be able to fight.

I've been running away, I've been turning a blind eye, to the fate I set out for you.

Bass, bass, and the birds flew out of the tree beside them.

At last around there, the main entrance to the Lieber mansion is visible in the distance.

"... Now, how do I get my mother to come after me"

"You weren't thinking?

"I've been thinking about it, but I couldn't think of a good reason - I can't even name it 'It's your son Jack'."

"No, you have to believe me in the first place."

"Who are you people?

Unwittingly.

On his spine, a cold voice slammed him.

Me and Rachel stop tight, as if the gear was hung differently.

This voice.

This voice is like simmering and blackening every emotion.

Your whole body hair will turn upside down.

Are you there?

Right behind you... are you there?

I was rapidly thirsty and couldn't breathe well.

I don't want to turn around.

I don't want to see that.

... but still...

We... had to turn around, we had to.

It wasn't just a seven year old, chestnut-haired girl there - it wasn't.

A girl wearing a white apron over a piece.

That was the daughter of the inn, who just told Rachel the date.

... Hey. No way... you say this kid is Sharon too...!?

The girl looks at my face quietly.

And look at Rachel's face next door.

Immediately after, all emotions disappeared from those eyes.

Became a monster (...).

One thing that hasn't changed in appearance, but the only fear I can be so sure of, tied my body to geese.

A girl takes a step forward.

Untold pressure covers the whole body like jelly.

The next moment.

There was a dazzling feeling, and everything in the world melted.

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Bass, bass, and the birds flew out of the tree beside them.

Me and Rachel stop with Vikri and look around reflexively.

The main entrance to the Lieber mansion is visible in the distance.

Looking back - no one.

"hey... what happened...!?

"Earlier, the bird..."

I remember.

It's like a bird flew out of a tree just about ten seconds ago.

"... time... back?

"It's also a different feeling than a time leap...... like being forced back into the past. Could this be...!

"You had a time paradox......!?

Asmodeus threatened me scatterly that I could not change the cause and effect I had already determined.

If I did something that would change the future, I wasn't asked what would happen - maybe this is it?

If so......!

"- Rachel! Hide what we are!

"Ugh, yeah......!

He blended into the surrounding landscape by [a single realm] and hid himself in the woods.

Wait for a while, lurk your breath.

Then - a person comes from the direction of the city.

White apron girl in a plain piece.

Earlier, someone who was obviously haunting the signs of Sharon.

When she stopped in front of us hidden, she glanced around for a moment.

Apparently, they're looking for us.

I thought it was Sharon himself... but as I calmed down and watched him look at it, I remembered another possibility.

"(... you know, Raquel, what happened to this Dimkurd seven years ago)"

"(... yeah)"

Seven years ago. I mean, when Phil died, Dimkuld had a drastic decline in population.

Needless to say, because all of that was a corpse manipulated by the spiritual arts of "Bifronce".

"(Since this time, this territory is Phil's - no, Sharon's eyes and ears were stretched... A philosophical zombie - an indescribable surveillance net by a corpse that only appears alive…)"

"(When found in it, time returns to where it can be avoided......? In conflict with the absolute nature of causality?

"(I'm sure it sucks to be seen me and you together. If you find out there's a woman named you next to me from the future -)"

"(Yeah, right. Whatever Sharon does, she should try to kill me... Causes and consequences will change dramatically......)"

You're getting the rules.

When Sharon finds out about our existence in this day and age, a time paradox happens.

And when the time paradox happens, we are put back to the point where we can dodge it...

Hmm? No, wait...?

I didn't hide my face much. If so, wouldn't it have been strange if our presence had been noticed sooner?

That's what happens when you and I take one room.

"(... he... you didn't know I was me...?

There's no way he won't know his face, his name or his identity to the extent that he's changed, the guy who bragged...?

After silent reflection for a while, the gutter, and forest bushes faintly swayed.

Wind or animal - I was the one who thought freely, but I thought philosophical zombies and the girl's reaction was dramatic.

He tried to run back in the direction of the city, like he had been bounced.

I tried, because the next thing that happened, I didn't allow it.

A tiny shadow jumped out of the bush and killed the girl's body.

……

Seeing what swarmed the girl, we took a breath.

Those were... at first glance, crap.

Thin dirty dishes, empty buckets of holes, missing axes of blades, old canes...

Crap that doesn't make you uncomfortable in the dump is moving itself, as if you were alive.

Cockroach, I heard a noise.

The girl's legs were bent in an impossible direction.

I tried not to get away with it.

Shortly after I understood that - the slaughter began.

- - Cockroach Cachuchariaki Kaguru Gogu -!!

It was an instant.

As if gathered by countless Pyranias, the girl lost the shape of a person in just seconds.

The crap that made a man turn into a piece of meat in an instant drags his corpse, dragging it, into the woods.

Blood stains left on the ground were quickly covered with scratched water bottles washed away and short hairy wax soiled.

And then there's nothing left.

The very fact that there was one girl here, as if there had been none.

After the signs of the crap disappeared into the back of the woods, we finally solved [the single realm].

"... what was that, what's that...?

I can't keep up with my understanding.

What the hell did we see?

"Obviously, it was some kind of spirituality - Rachel, you know what it is?

"... no. I've never seen it, you know - if you just manipulate it, the inorganic stuff is like that, like it's alive..."

Even Rachel, who can use most spiritual techniques, can't grasp the reality, the power of mystery.

... Is this really Dimkuld?

It felt like I was lost in another world. It was far above me in my lack of expertise than when I was reincarnated into this world.

He trained in spiritual arts at home and was thrown a key by several tutors.

While I was living in peace - what the hell was going on in this Dimkurd?