Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

Around that time, on the other hand, the pair of Digirre and Justa had arrived in the city of Lindbarma.

Among the republican territories, a corner of the central city, as well as attacks from the empire, have also been minor and the power of the state of Leidore itself has grown, a city of such magnitude that it is one of the best in the republic.

"Heh, it's gotten so annoying..."

"What? It's not what it used to be?

"Me, it's the second time you've come to Lindbarma in the first place, isn't it? Basically, it felt like taking orders and acting in the strum. Maybe he didn't like the way the city was structured because he didn't trust us."

"Is this a possible story?"

As usual, the black coat remained on his shoulder, with a dagger in one hand. Digirre was looking up at the city's exterior.

The rugged steel exterior walls remind the Empire of the imperial capital, Grancil. No, actually, it would have been awkward. The Demon Steel used in the Empire is very good as an exterior wall material.

That outer wall, built far more sturdy than that of the Holy Capital of the Patriarchate, can probably not be destroyed by a single attack, however chaotic the Moon may be.

The number of people going out is not comparable to the town of Strum, etc. It didn't even go as far as the Imperial Grand Cir, but it was still populated too much as a local city.

Let it be disputed in it, and Digirre and Justa move on.

"There is no examination...? That's a lot less security."

"You don't feel safe about security.... but as long as there's a ninja information network, it probably doesn't matter much because it can fly right away if anything happens"

"Ninjutsu has no firepower, but there are many that are convenient.... In that sense, it might be easier to govern Shinobu's ruling city."

Hmm, and one nosy Digirre passes under it looking up at the giant outer gate. Justa was a little suspicious looking around, perhaps, while crossing a bridge made of demonic steel, but as soon as Digire slapped him in the head, all he could see was a child biting by his parents.

"What the fuck!!

"Do that. annoying but less suspicious"

"You got some more!? Hey!?"

"If it ever happened, I wouldn't have done such a rough thing to you."

"Muggle......!

I see something smiling with my surrounding eyes. I don't know it is turning into it, and the rare pair of Digirre and Justa go into the city of Lindbarma. The city is a so-called fortified city divided into three tiers, and it is the area known as the lower tier that has now been able to enter.

The air all over town is always noisy because this section is basically populated by low-income people.

It was not particularly dirty though, and he seemed to be careful with public health and zoning around it.

"I don't know if it's going to continue even if it goes around the back alley."

"... all the time... Digirre..."

"Ugh."

Ignoring Justa, who grips his fist next door, Digire was looking over this main street. First of all, the streets are very wide. Around the large streets where weapons stores and lodgings are located, the people of the city can also say that they have the means to defend themselves.

Nonetheless, the few things with big weapons like Digire are proof that this is the territory of the Republic.

If a girl who is a caller in the streets, a muscular man from time to time, a skinny young man, has a weapon in her possession by women walking in pleasant conversation, it's probably like a dark vessel.

"No, Shinobi was nasty at that time. The disguise, the blockade... is fine enough to put enemies all over the city. You mean you're confident you won't have to fight your own garden to be sure you can kill them."

"... disguise, hey. Hmmm......?

"What a fucking kid"

"... Hey, Digire"

"Oh?"

Because of his attention to his surroundings, Digirre didn't notice a change in Justa.

A girl with dark eyes, who looks as bad as she came up with something. Without forbidding a nasty hunch, but having decided that it would be an extra hassle to bother him, he just quickened his legs to find a cafe in a liquor store. But.

"You just slapped me in the head and said something about getting rid of the suspicion, didn't you?

"Behavioural suspicious idiot, can you take him through in front of the watch?"

"Ah, that. I mean, you made me look like a kid on purpose... get ready."

"Huh?"

to do it. And Justa with a dark grin.

Is it because we were having a disturbing conversation in the middle of a wide street? Or did you have an eye for a strangely visionary girl's combination with a seemingly unusual man who was in charge of the Great Sabre?

Either way, it's an eye-catching pair, and it shouldn't be a good idea to have an extra loud conversation right now.

At the next moment, he hit and changed from that creepy look and Justa's expression switched to an uncontrolled, full-faced grin. And suddenly he runs out with Digire's hand behind him.

"Next time we'll see, brother!

"Brother!?

"Uh, no?

"And, Tempeh......!

Brilliant, Digire honestly impressed.

No, it's not that I was called your brother or anything. That is certainly not the case.

Purely for the full act of the girl in front of you.

Now she looks just like that of her naive sister who misses her brother (Digire) not coming with her. Back together, your surrounding gaze pierces you as you stand your toes up and lean down.

"Grr... just kidding. Let's go to the tavern and find some shit."

I can't do it. That was Digirre's honest mood.

That's why I'm leaving her to act "sister" and just walk out.

But.

"Huh... Hiku..."

... I had a bad feeling.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Brother... Brother...! Go......!!

Turning like a rusty hinge, he went to the ground, and there was a figure of Justa, whose eyes cried heavily without being hazy. Digire also blue muscle puccin pudding for this.

But guess the young man who was with us until earlier is "your brother," or he turns to blame. Justa still looks like ten and a little. Besides, if you wrap around the atmosphere like a sweet girl that's different from the usual air and you cried in and out of heaven, you couldn't just leave this behind.

"Hey brother. I don't know what you did, but you're just pathetic. Forgive him, isn't it, brother?

"I'm not your brother......!!

I deny to my father in a passing sword, who has suddenly shouldered me, with his cheeks clutched together. My father screamed and flew down, albeit over the monocle, to an unusual resentment caged in his eyes. Digire also has a headache in the noise that happened in the streets, blocking the rounds.

Returning to Justa with no choice, she still looked at Digire with her moist eyes, leaking her whimper.

"Brother..."

"This... fucking kid...!

But my surrounding eyes hurt.

There was no reason to be here any longer, and Digirre tried to take on Justa.

but Justa hates it by twisting herself. What am I supposed to do?

"... I like you"

You heard that dialogue, "You're a pretty sister," or "That's sweet. You're good," or something like being directed to the second seat of the Imperial College Book Mausoleum Magic Commander. Warm words poke Digire in the back. It's far more damaging than bad killing.

Wouldn't you be bald one of these days?

"Hi-ha! Monoclupagepagae!! '

Digirre renewed her determination to do things like absolutely bald because she heard an illusion.

Anyway, I don't care how far you make a fool of yourself, you little shit.

Grabbing her roots, along with the blood vessels that are likely to break even now. And when I held it aside, I hurriedly retracted the spot. I can't help staying in a public place any longer.

Run into the back alley and throw away your side baggage.

"Ghan!?

"... you bastard who embarrassed me so much"

"I was there... Hmm. I treated you like a child, so be patient."

"Hey, it's your brother."

"Did you like your brother?

That's not the problem, motherfucker.

My head hurts.

Digire and Justa take the trail between a group of stone dwellings built quite high. Sometimes when I was on the boulevard for a while, I was about to get hit by Justa's act, and for now I walked appropriately. It's a complicated narrow road there, but that doesn't matter to Digire. Calculate the number and angle of steps walked and assemble the map in your brain.

"... no, no."

"Ah?"

"This is where we first met."

"The alleys of the Patriarchate were a little more organized. That wasn't so cluttered up."

"I guess I did. I only remember getting stuck in a crate."

"Well, I guess that's a problem."

"What?"

Gently embellished, Justa inflates cheeks.

With her like that behind her, Sakukuku Digire moves on.

and Justa's legs stopped fumbling down the narrow back road.

What you look up at is the thin, narrow sky you see at the end of the building.

What I recall is a memory from a few months ago.

"You're surprised yourself."

"What?"

"That I'm walking like this with Digire"

"I've been thinking about when I can leave this one?

"But you're not leaving me. I wish I'd ignored you earlier."

"... what are you trying to say"

Digirre looks back frustrated when she remembers "just now" and feels further down.

In the wake of his tremendous anger like that, he did not move, said Justa with a glance on his shoulder.

"It's been a long time since I've been sweet on an act."

"So what the fuck, kid?"

"... nothing, I wouldn't tell you to take my sincerity. Doesn't make a difference, bro."

"Isn't it strange if one or two people are dead in an alley?"

"Wait!!

Splitting that look of Justa laughing a little sweet as an act, Digirre pulls out a great sword with no expression. Justa shaking his head in a hurry, but Digirre had to sigh out poisoned by that serious look on his face.

"Don't forget, you fucking kid. Temeer wants to know the truth about her hometown, so she's with me. That's all."

"... yeah"

"What the fuck are you melting a little emotionally? Fuck. If you only have that kind of grudge, you're not meant to be avenged."

"Eh... that's not what this is!

Justa truly exposes his passion against Digirre, who turns a dazed gaze.

Some miseaten conversation. Try Justa, who was a child who wasn't even old enough yet, and you can't wipe away the feeling of being pushed away. But it's also a definite story that it was only in that kind of dry relationship from the beginning. Originally, the man in front of you was only an enemy.

"If there is true vengeance, do your best. But if he loses his anger and bonds to his feelings, he ends up with nothing but" revenge "- a sweet idea.... I've seen him like that many times."

"I'm not like that!

Justa, exposed to anger and inadvertently turning back on his heels with momentum, runs out.

Seeing her behind like that, Digirre shrugged.

"... I don't even think that's a bad thing."

Disclosure of mood naturally does not reach Justa. I didn't even want it to arrive, and it was against Digire's policy to do what she was persuaded to do about her emotions.

That's why I wasn't going to go after her in particular. But.

"... eh"

The space in front of Justa, which was rushing, blinks.

The figure of Digire had already disappeared at that moment.

"Ugh, wow."

Flying needle. Justa can't handle it already when he realizes it's a raid.

but in front of her, Digirre flashed a dagger.

The surrounding installations blow up in every shattered space, and after the storm there are only two people, Digirre and Justa. The bender, who would have been bounced off, had melted himself into the space, landed with a light one spin.

"... oh no, isn't it Princess Justa if you think of her as someone? What can I do for you here? What if... even Strum's ninja and insider? I don't know about Mitsuhito in front of me, but he looks pretty hand-worked. Are you going to set up a raid, too?

"You say hello to the kind of guy who set you up to kill with his first hand, motherfucker. I'll crush your spine so you don't get up again, and then I'll interrogate you exactly."

"There's nothing wrong with being out of blood, each other. What, until I thought if Princess Justa was here, I could dispose of one nose knob if I brought it back with me."

Loosely, a man in forelock armor. From what I've seen, I'm pretty sure he's one of those guys they call "lead soldiers". But for that matter, the degree of hegemony is very different.

"... the survivor of Raydoor's ninja?

"Well. Shinobi, it's not funny to name them too easily."

"Right."

Digirre threw the black coat on Justa's shoulder.

"Wop!?

"Mormon. Destroy in ten seconds."

"... oh, I see. It's a tremendous skill indeed. But... this narrow realm is for us. I don't think it's going to be easy."

"... say it"

Gembo was revealed! ▼