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My third job was with a merchant.
Coming to the Mansion of Wang Du, he snuck in without sound from the break-in route.
'They don't do very good business. It's going to be our job. "
That's what Amy said.
Whoever it was, the job was just to get it done, so I heard it was a waste of information.
"When you're at work, think something's bound to happen."
That word is just as painful.
In the target bedroom, a man who was supposed to kill had already been killed.
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When I got home after I helped Sasha, they lined up the dishes that Lyla and Miriam had made.
When you look at my face, Lila brightens her face.
"That was late. Miriam may be late, he said, but it was faster than I thought."
"Oh. I had some personal business"
Hmm? And Lyla snapped her neck in surprise.
Miriam seems to have already left, and while eating, Lyla seemed to enjoy telling me about when she was cooking.
When I look at Lyla's face, I'm relieved.
I realize that this house, this furniture arrangement, I live here.
"... you've had some weird thoughts the last few days? If it's a concubine, I'll ask you. Was Iris mean to you?"
Shit, I joke and Lyla laughs.
"If you wanted to talk, I wouldn't give you an ear."
I often say to you that I care about your face, that I want to know.
I'm not even talking about eating, so I'm just going to the living room.
I opened a bottle of wine and drank the glass of it, knobbing the rest of the dinner.
"What does that have to do with personal errands?
"That's the place"
Instead of tearing it up, Lyla pinches the steamed chicken, gokugoku with wine, and rings her throat.
"My concubine will listen and move on."
You couldn't help but ask, and it was Lila who looked great.
"A wound to the belly… that was sustained during the mission. It was the third time I was at work."
Lila next door scrapes my stomach.
"I had a bad time."
It would have hurt, to stay together and treat you like a child.
No, I was just a kid, too.
Back when I was overestimating myself.
"When I was eleven."
"Hmm...... one and one?
I've seen it twice, but I kept talking.
"My target was a merchant man, big enough to set up a mansion in Wang Du."
According to what I heard later, he was making no fortune in a forceful way and buying resentment at people.
I didn't even know who resented me, but anyway, I was a job from the irrelevant route.
"The merchant was secretly selling his weapons to the rebels"
"You're a dangerous man. In some cases, those with money are more afraid than those with soldiers"
I guess that's why I got to work.
"I see, I get it. You were in a painful counterattack when you tried to kill that merchant, weren't you?
"Not at all. Listen to me till the end."
"Mm."
"When I tried to kill a man, he was already killed"
"Hmm?"
"A lot, really, guys, it was a bad time -"
For one thing, I wasn't ready to be a pro yet.
That's exactly when I broke into the room, the moment a fellow man killed his target.
"I was upset. That was the same for the man. But he calmed down faster than I did. The man who realized what I was up to, he put up his index finger. My job was done without having to lay my hands on it. I should have just disappeared softly and left."
Looking back, I think I'm just going to calmly do that, but to exactly what just happened in the field, I couldn't keep up with the information processing.
Still inexperienced, third assassination.
Like he said, I couldn't handle it on an ad hoc basis.
I was a kid enough.
Lyla listens to me quietly as she tilts the glass.
"Really, everyone, it was a bad time.... there, a little kid's voice. I still remember. 'Dad, can I sleep with you?'. Slowly the door opened. A girl younger than me came into the room."
I got confused on the wheel.
But the killing spirit the man unleashed brought me back to sanity.
"The man who thought it was inconvenient tried to kill the girl. My body moved reflexively.... I think the power was just as good. No, I don't know anymore... My knife stabbed a man in the chest, and a man's knife choked my belly."
I was fortunate that the man was surprisingly small.
Or maybe he's suddenly surprised at me for breaking in, and he's crazy at hand.
I don't know how that happened anymore.
It hurt so much that I thought my brain would go away from burning.
"The third assassination resulted in the killing of the assassin who killed the target, not the target"
"Is that the scar?"
Lyla strokes a scar from the top of her clothes.
"When I returned to the house, the master scolded me with allowances. I don't know what you said, but I feel like I was angry"
And he said, "Well, that helped me."
When I woke up, I looked at the ceiling and thought.
The family structure was naturally borne in mind, but knowing it as information and seeing it weighed differently.
"Two more minutes... no, one minute. If I had gotten to the scene early, I would have killed that girl's father"
"The facts are different"
"Oh, but it's just a difference."
"Thanks to that, I helped the girl."
Lyla says so, but I shook my head.
Shit, I didn't think so at the time.
"... guilty, conspicuous"
I was only a inexperienced, unfamiliar kid at work.
It was not a good idea to ask my master about what happened after that.
It became bright that he was assisting the rebel forces with supplies, and the clan was to get lost in the streets.
"Is that the girl? What kind of woman have you been obsessed with lately..."
"Oh. You got it."
"Miriam said"
I see.
"If I'd kept doing that job, I wouldn't have cared. I probably would have forgotten."
"Yeah. Okay... you mean you're doing that sin,"
"That's what happens. It would also be because I understood the emotions of 'warm' and 'lonely' and 'sweet'"
Hung, and Lyla exhale a liquor-smelling breath.
"Why should your lord pay for the sins of others? Helping is a good thing…"
"If I'm in front of you... if I'm within reach, I want to help.... I'm not an assassin anymore"
"If you feel comfortable, do so."
Lyla, turning her clothes all the way around, began to stroke her wounds directly.
"Yes, but you can get stabbed."
"It was a long time ago. I've never been stabbed from the front since."
All right, all right, I was stroked in the head.
"Seriously, I hope so... Pfft... not too much thought, not good"
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When I checked the bottle, it was all empty at some point.
I heard quietly that it was also because of the booze.
"But... but I'm glad you found out. Pull over..."
He hugged me as I approached him, saying.
"Just tell the concubine that it was more like that... Whatever you do, your concubine is on your side...?
stroke Lila's red hair.
Lyla, who became a stuck bug, wouldn't leave me, so I held the princess and carried her to bed.
"Holding the Demon King as a princess feels strange."
"Say what. Concubine and former princess of the devil clan. Be polite......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
I whispered, so I laughed.