Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

The tide touches my ears. The blue as far as I could see was beautifully deep and shallow divided across the horizon, and I could feel strongly "where I am" when the sounding voices of seabirds intermingled from time to time.

No, my vision shakes small with the noise of clamor.

The wind thrusting through the deck is gentle, but it still hurts a little because it's sea breeze.

My forehead, which jumped a little out of the bandana, is annoying with my eyes plundered.

It was when the girl opened her hair with an accidental look on her face.

"We're leaving the harbor. Ahhhhhhhhhhh......!!

The brave voice was followed by a strong feeling that this whole big ship swayed.

I couldn't even think of the girl who was looking at the Great Sea Plains. I looked into the center of the shake.

We can see that the ships that were moored in the harbor, little by little, leave the pier.

It's like clouds flowing, kind of slouchy speed.

The harbour is far away, so hard to tell the noise.

But that's fine.

I didn't like to jump into the noise on purpose. Rather, I like the city after the noise has quieted down. Nobody interrupts you, you're free, and you move lightest.

Is it simply that you are a nocturnal person, or is it your sex as a ninja?

I shook my head small (wearing it).

To live faithfully to the Lord as a ninja, I think I know a little too much good.

It was a lot of belief, a force, and... a betrayal of what I believed.

The girl sighed small, leaving her arms on the deck fence and looking up into the sky.

It's such a blue, cloudless sky that for some reason I couldn't honestly narrow my eyes and welcome it. Nothing, it's not supposed to be that the sun is too bright or that I prefer cloudy skies to blue skies.

For whatever reason, the answer is simple... simple, I guess.

She can't convince herself, but the answer is like she's out there.

It was sad.

I regretted it.

That's all if you put it into words.

Just a little bit, let's believe it. I couldn't be in that place anymore if this was tragically betrayed by someone who thought so. I couldn't even forgive myself for thinking back that I was comfortable.

"Hey, lady!

"..., eh, me?

"Besides, I don't like kids my age who can call me lady."

It was a bald-headed sailor who came running over. Wearing a white and blue border shirt reminiscent of a sailor, he was of the height and physique of a girl called Miss Chan.

He tells me to look around.

Hard to say it's narrow, if you care about it. Hundreds of people are on decks that seem to accommodate them. All I have now was a tenacious sailor like him if I glance at myself.

It should be a passenger ship, but are there no extra passengers at this time of year?

"You rode from Kettleburg, didn't you? I'm out of Gerberic Harbor now, okay?

"Mm-hmm. I was originally going to head to Republic territory, so I'm fine"

"... It's unusual. I can't believe we're headed from the Principality to the Republic."

"Really?

A sailor man who puts his hand on his chin and sees the girl hanging from top to bottom.

It wasn't a gaze that made me uncomfortable, but the girl noticed the edge.

Because I was gearing up just like the faces I had traveled with a while back, I said that I was not dressed as a ninja just because I saw it.

When I was in the Republic, and when I was acting alone, I wore clothes from a long time ago. I only took my gear off once when I was about to be caught by the Crusaders (Crossleggion) in the Patriarchate, but I was trying to use it carefully. Cherry hair - now a silver-haired girl, if she doesn't even sell it off on her own.

'If you make it a stronger piece of gear, you just have to sell what you were wearing!

If I do, I still have a good voice in my ear.

No, that's good.

Now I'm wearing a carefully crafted clasp light outfit and easy to move leggings.

If you don't even think about your age, you'll look like a fine adventurer (Braver). Most importantly, when I was given this gear, she was too small for me to order.

"Looks like an adventurer from what I've seen, but the republican realm's been in a mess lately, so be careful"

"Noisy......?

"One village disappeared, what a rumor I've heard. Even if it looks like this, uncle. You're quite a sailor, so I'm going to have a lot to talk about... everything, it's like the Leidore Chiefs are moving a lot. Hopefully it won't be another war."

"Huh...!

Unexpectedly, the girl took a breath.

When it comes to the Leidore state chief, it's because he's the person he was originally used against.

There's no way he could have stayed calm when he heard that the person was moving toward something again.

"... just maybe glad"

"Hmm? What's wrong?

"Mmm, talk about this one. Originally, I followed my way back to my hometown while I was worried. But maybe you were right."

"Hometown, ah. My uncle hasn't been home in a while."

"Don't go home for him. I'm sure the family will love it."

"... right, I'll think about it"

A little suspicious of the clouds in the conversation? Or because it was a topic I didn't really want to touch? The sailor put his hands on the bald head properly and flipped himself straight down the deck to the girl.

Looking behind it, I think it's blurry.

"It's not like I said no."

Family members rejoice.

I just got home, and the girl's family is nowhere else.

No, maybe he's alive. In addition to being a family and a ninja, my father is the head of a single state. The fact that he was killed is actually a shadow fighter, and he may be renaming and pimping somewhere.

But that's not what a girl would know.

In the end, the job title Shinobi is inevitably destined to do that.

Still, I guess the girl regained her calm just because she was able to think about the possibility of survival instead of staying in the situation of total annihilation. Because when I was at the head of the state of Leidore, all I could think about was burning my emotions and fighting desperately.

"Nevertheless,"

Pompous and word repositioning.

Put your arms on the fence again and stare at the blurry, distant horizon.

There is nothing that stands in the way of a beautiful seafield.

Elbow on the fence, cheek wand. It's often troubling and shocking, but I've been able to think ahead of it. I have had problems to deal with as a matter of the utmost priority as I go on my way to the territory of the Republic.

"Is it best to make contact with Raydoor's chief? No, be patient, shall we infiltrate? But if there are still plenty of Republic ninjas left, I won't be the only one..."

I looked at my palm.

Now I'm not going to ask for company. But what I remember shakes her mental hard. She must still be a weak girl who is only eleven years old, even if she tries to hold her lips together.

"... why should I feel this way?"

With a sifting voice, keep it down.

My knees sifted and I could see them falling apart.

When the girl slowly regained her position, she leaned down and looked up at the sky again so that her feelings did not sink any further.

"Is that...?

Mosaic skies. I'm sure that's not a change in the weather or anything.

She realized it was the rain that flooded out of her own eyes. I realized it was like a signal of decisiveness.

"... Ugh, gusu... what, so..."

I can't believe you came after yourself with all that stuff behind you.

What do you say, not betrayal? The back of my heart hurts when I twitch.

Leave all that bickering out, is that what this is all about after all?

What is it, "I want you to be one of us"? Makes me laugh.... I wish I had cut it off at a stage where it would be a laugh.

And that was the time.

The sound of a pair of military boots that used to ring on the deck.

Slowly, if you rub your eyes and then look at you.

There stood a man with a very unpleasant look on his face.

"Why are you leaving the kid crying all alone? In the first place, why is a kid about ten years old alone here? Just think of getting lost as an excuse to get close, it's you, motherfucker."

"So... Gillette...?

"You've been wandering around alone. Chip... It's a bad day."

Bearing a great sword, the young man does not stop walking towards the girl, even drooling complaining in his mouth. The girl was the girl, and she seemed to be rounding her eyes for a reunion she hadn't imagined. That, just leave the tears spilling.

"Buh!?

"Now wipe it, mister."

"Hih, a handkerchief on a person's face... like a flat hand..."

but he was pressed against a handkerchief that was in his big hand. Even breathing becomes suspicious for a moment, and not only does tears and emotions pull in anything.

……

"... really, it's abusive, you"

The handkerchief I received was soft in silk.

Gently wiping her eyes, she lifts her face.

Still monocled, he looked like he was looking out at the sea with one hand in his black coat.... No, I'm sure this is. They'll be waiting for the girl's tears to stop, for her emotions to push away and calm her down.

Interpreting it that way, the girl took a deep breath and returned the handkerchief.

"Thanks. Fitted"

You know what?

Stick with the handkerchief.

No matter how much, there will be no "knowing". When you gaze at the youth with newly budding thoughts. He caught her with his gawking eyes, not even looking particularly through his eyes.

"So, why were you crying? Homesick?"

What do you know? The girl points her lips. What is this man really?

Just do what you like to blurt out and try to listen to the root-digging leaves digging on your own.

annoying. That's what I thought, the girl got her tongue out.

"Don't be silly...... What are you talking about when you say you know?"

A blue muscle floats on the forehead of a young man.

As it was, he turned his back on the girl and walked away.

"... bye"

"Oh, wait!

"Oh, my God, you've done enough. Trouble me."

"... wait."

"This is why the kid... treats it spicy and troublesome. Shit..."

Kid at work, kid, kid on the trip...... the young man said something like a bump and a curse, but stopped and looked back at the girl. Speaking of the girl, she just swells her cheeks and stares at the youth.

"... it's Republic territory, and it looks like Chief Raydoor is doing all sorts of things again"

"Ahhh?... How the fuck does Temeer know that?"

"Surprised that I know, what, is that where Digire's going too?

Don't say "no." Don't be with me. I'm just on a mission to find out what's going on in the Republic. "

"... hmm"

Why are you talking to the kid about his assignment? - Digire scratched his head.

He really doesn't like the kid's opponent. While the girl was satisfied that she could hear his purpose, and.

If I noticed, I would have said it.

Take me with you.

"Oh!?

Digirre just said not to be kidding with words that jumped out of her mouth unexpectedly. But he wasn't the only one who was surprised. "I just lost my people." Why are you saying this?

I didn't know that for a second.

But that was the moment.

One day, it was the young man in front of me who was helping himself fall in the city of Thunt.

The young man who inspired the recognition, gathered information in his favor and against him, and communicated it for the girl.

For a girl today, it probably wasn't an exaggeration to say that she managed to be the only one she could trust properly. Besides, I must have cried earlier.

I missed you, so.

That's why I was lightly convinced against the words that just came out of nowhere.

"Hey, why do you have to go with Temeer? Shit."

"Me, Justa. Justa Welseia. You only named her once first."

"Don't take it personally!! Yeah, why are you the kid around me anymore?"

"Hey, Digire"

"It's you!?

"The numbers on your back, you've changed."

"... oh, that"

The moment he said "bye" and turned his back, the girl - Justa - was aware.

The young man named Digirre McLain is a former magical director of the Imperial College Book Mausoleum. What's more, he's an honorary dean of the Institute but a strong man in the post of Fifth Seat.

But what's on his back now is the letter II.

Second seat of the Imperial College Book Mausoleum Commander of Magic. Factual number 2.

"... this back, it's too heavy. Not for me right now. Leave me alone."

"You can't leave me alone. Because..."

It was then that Digire turned his back on Justa again, not to be able to come.

- Mr. Eisenhardt was laughing.

"... what? How do you know him?"

Digire's movements stopped in the voice heard from his back.

The weight of the engraved numbers. The cause is no more than the name of the person who is now out of Justa's mouth.

"It's up to you because we met last time. It was tough, Japone. If Sten and Mr. Eisenhardt weren't here, they'd be packed."

"............... Whose name came up now"

"Oh already, this is why these two are so annoying"

Like a rusty hinge, the chisel and digillet turned towards Justa. It must be that blunt, and the blood vessels are floating on my forehead and it's going to start now. How much I hate it, about that crazy demon ghost. Well, even as a Justa, I'm not as good at it. Once that and Harna get together, Justa will have to run away now.... and remember that much, the face of my former companion floats and snaps a little.

"There was an Imperial College and a vampire fight in Japone. There was a lot going on. You may not know that."

"Is that what Astarte included. That fucking god...... That Eisenhardt was alive, and... no, nothing. Oh, Temeer, you know what I'm saying?"

"What is the relationship between Digirre and Mr. Eisenhardt? I'm not gonna tell you anything, but I think I'm gonna apologize. It's hard to be betrayed by someone who thinks you're one of them..."

"Shit, the kid hasn't been through this since he was that old. Shit."

Ha, and Daily Digirre sighed.

And now it's time to turn your heels back from Justa.

"Ah..."

"Hey."

"... what"

"If it's a battle, pull in properly."

"............... Hey, Digire"

"What?"

"You're not being honest with me."

"I'll kill you, you fucking kid"

Yeah, and the nose goes off and Digire goes down the deck.

Justa for a moment, after wondering what to do.

"I'm going to the room."

"... it must be my room, right?

"That's right. It's cheap in a room for two - here."

"I'm gonna kill you...!

I lined up on that big back and went into the boat.