Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

What makes a man define himself as himself?

What defines a person as a person?

I don't know what to live for. What is death?

What is the definition of life, and what can I call it when an object without life is willing?

However, I could only complain outrageously and vaguely and pass up the question without knowing the answer.

'At least you have a heart,' he said.

"It's totally dark..."

"I can't believe the sky darkened as soon as I thought it had turned orange"

"You should have checked your watch. I have to apologize to the chief."

As if with zero ink on the surface of the water, we go to the roots of the great tree so that we can be chased by the black of the sky, whose colour changes at a visible rate.

Then, in front of the Iron Castle Gate, there was one inner chief, standing with a bitter laugh.

"I'm sorry. You didn't explain the sky in this. The feeling of time would have gone crazy."

"Yeah, yeah. But I didn't check the time either. I'm sorry I'm late."

"Hehe, it's okay. Then go inside. It's getting cold at night."

Even if the word 'it is,' catches on, she takes me straight into the hall.

Then, out of nowhere, there came an aromatic aroma that stimulated the stomach.

Oh, you really prepared the dishes and waited for me, and I'm sorry to turn around.

And then I look at the two of them, wondering if Rue and Reyce are looking at each other surprised again.

But they're both just like this one, with a look of sorry.

Exactly, don't you doubt the people who tried so hard to entertain themselves?

Of course, that's what I do.

"Cars Gifts"

Subject Kaivon [Detailed Appraisal] Granted

Still want to know. Who are you?

I stare at her back going forward with my ability-activated eyes.

... but I don't always see the ability.

It's not that the information is hidden or anything, it's literally invisible, it doesn't even activate.

This... is my first time. What the hell is this?

I was heartily surprised by the unexpected reaction, but when I followed her into the dining room, I would be even more surprised by the sight that spreads there.

"Ugh!? This... did you make it all?

"Yeah, I am. Well... the menu is a little skewed because it's all I wanted to eat originally."

On the big long table, there's a giant roast beef like I used to make.

And to solidify its sides, a large nave with beef stew, in a chunk of black-baked meat, presumably a cow's tattoo.

Besides, it was a rare tartare steak, a garlic steak like Reyes had the other day, and a beef run out.

Of course, I have a salad for you to be sorry for... that's crunchy roasted cow fat, right, I use it for topping it up.

It seems delicious. But... it's Hevi! Really, it's heavy!

And this is just the same as Lace.

"Director Li... you have prepared such a treat... what a thank you to convey, do not come to mind. I'm really, really happy."

"Well, well, that's worth making when you're so happy. Yes, please take your seat."

"So, then."

Reis sitting in the seat closest to the meat, without any relation, such as the upper or lower seat, and the inner length sitting directly opposite her like that, i.e. in front of the meat as well.

No, you should sit in your seat.

"Both of you, please sit down. Because Mr. Reyes is sending a tempting glance at the meat right now or not."

"Ugh... embarrassing"

I don't have to say anything anymore.

But...... he said he snatched a cow, but I wonder if the majority of that meat is lined up at this table?

The inner length begins to cut the giant roast beef apart.

Using a knife with a noisy design for a long time, it slices into a spa with horrible cuts.

Light pink, exquisite fire streets add and subtract, this opponent is quite well versed in cooking, which raises her interest once and for all.

"Sounds very tasty. At this size, I can't believe the fire is coming through perfectly."

"I have one word for beef. I'm glad you said that."

"Hmm... that doesn't look any worse than what you made before Kai. It looks very, very tasty, Lieutenant."

"Oh, do you cook too, Mr. Caivon?"

"Yeah, crack it."

That's how I get her cut meat to split into plates and the meal starts when I split the stew.

Eat roast beef first. And keep an eye on its moist texture.

... You're putting this to bed after you've made it well. Could you have given us what we put to sleep for?

"Mm... the meat looks almost raw over here, but is there a problem?

"Oh, tatataki. It's okay, I like that too."

"I'm new to eating... but this is quite... it's a habit..."

"Heh heh, because I like blood dripping rarities. I don't have a lot of people to agree with, but at least you two seem to like it."

"Chief, it's the three of us. I like this too. You feel sweet, I wonder if it's good freshness."

As such, they will indulge in the tartare steaks that follow and the precious dishes that cannot be enjoyed without fresh beef.

And when I was enjoying the red wine after the meal, the inner length cut it out.

To such a delicious taste, my thoughts are only flashed for a moment by the conversation of topics at a time when I had forgotten my doubts and doubts.

"Looks like I've seen what's going on inside...... have the doubts cleared up in the three of you?

"Doubt," he said.

"Of course… I suspect that I am managing the residents here for some purpose"

I'm being told.

Indeed, I had the impression of a farm in this place that managed and maintained the health of the inhabitants only slightly with the distortion of this place and in a special environment.

But...... at least the residents I've touched today seem to be experiencing some inconvenience, but it didn't seem like they were spending their days feeling stressed or dissatisfied.

I felt that I was not unduly interfering, lending a minimal hand and letting myself be free.

There...... it didn't seem like there was anything behind it or malicious.

"The suspicions are clear indeed. Everyone lived happily ever after. Although there were many young impression residents because they were a little away from the outside world, but they were all still young, so I wonder if they were about the right age."

"Right. All grey-haired elves living in this area now should be the same age as Amami. And now we're all on the republican side."

"Hmm... so the kids here right now aren't the kids of the last generation."

"Yes, they are all orphans"

"Um... I used to take away orphans and people who lost their closeness, too. But... all the kids here are the same age as Amami..."

Then, Rais questions the story of the earlier inner chief.

If you ask me...... isn't that an anomaly?

Orphans the same age, that's all gray hair, too. I don't know - I just think there's something artificial.

And apparently, Rhue has reached the same conclusion, narrowing his eyes further and turning to the inner length so as to shoot through.

"Lieutenant. You must have really told me everything you know about gray hair, right? We can't all be the same age."

"Even if they say it's impossible, this is a strict fact."

"… was there any incident in the year of birth?"

What I can think of is some major accident.

"Congenital Magic Diffusion Disease," Rue said.

In other words, it is most natural to assume that the effects of some major accident that occurred that year have affected the children who are born.

But...

"Nothing, there wasn't. Before and after the year the present children were born, and during the generations before them. Nothing, nothing."

"Huh! Then why...!

"... it would help me too if I knew that."

As I wish from the bottom of my heart, the inner head spits out his words heavily.

From the way it looked, it didn't look like you were lying.

I was purely worried, and it seemed very unlikely that there was anything behind that way of accepting the grey-haired child to be born.

But - on the back, I finally realized at this time that I didn't even know the reason for the table.

Why is she embracing and protecting people who have lost such a place of destination in hiding like this?

It's pro bono love, it's the spirit of fraternity, I'm sorry, but I'm not going to believe in those things.

There's got to be some good reason to get that far to someone else in the red.

If there is no reason for this, then the recipient of the favor will feel the same way.

That's why I bump that question into her.

Then she drank the wine she had left and then smiled a little lonely.

"I see... right. I don't know why, but is it because that's my life... no, it's existential"

That's what she says, yet another lonely, grinning smile.

It can be assumed that there is some profound reason for the condition, but after all, the mystery only deepened.

"Lieutenant. You're going to deviate from the purpose for which I came here to ask you any more, so don't ask me in depth. It's just... if there's any evil reason, I'm gonna have to be hostile to you."

"Lue... that's exactly what it is..."

"The Evil Reason...... hehe, they're all cute kids. You also want to love that. Is this reason why you are hostile?

"... I think it would be nice if it didn't go past degrees"

"Of course."

Did you get poisoned by that saying, her who holds swordswallowing air and pours wine replacements.

And Reis was also staring at the inner length.

... I guess I have something to think about. I once raised many children myself, but for that reason.

"Lieutenant. By the way, can I ask you a favor, too?

"Yes? What is it?"

"I'd like to rent an empty room in this hall while I'm staying here."

"Yeah, I was going to suggest that here. I also had the idea of having you stay at Amami's, but I think Mr. Caivon might attack Amami"

"I won't attack you. Rude."

"Alas, that girl is very clever from my eyes. Yeah, it's the kind of thing you see and do."

"I know you're a good daughter, but I hate you. These hands are already buried. So"

"Hehe, I'm half joking. It's just... if you want to stay in this hall, I'll..."

Please stop stirring me up any more. Director Li, you can see how your neighbor's daughter is getting in a bad mood.

"So we're in the same room."

"It's a big room. But three beds are well prepared."

"It wasn't a problem, was it?"

"Yes, sir."

The bedroom I was told to use freely was still a large Gothic room.

It's not Rais, but I thought I'd be allowed to go into a room with only one big bed because it's about that inner head, too, right?

But contrary to that expectation, three solid beds greeted us.

Quickly get dressed in your room and lie down in that bed.

"... oh yeah. I see what you mean by that."

"Yeah? About what?

"Oh, what if it's about the inner head?"

"Yes. I couldn't tell by my powers either. No... should I say I get it"

Blur and view the room as it activates the Detail Appraisal.

Again, there's no response. Naturally, this power...

In my head, the information that was falling apart, the trivial tricks, their testimonies come together.

"The inner director... maybe some kind of magic guide or something"

"Magic Gear...? I didn't even react to magic."

"Yep... and I can't believe the magic equipment is what people look like"

This force does not respond to inorganic objects.

The fact that the details are unknown and not even activated is more evidence than anything else that she is not organic.

If so, it also explains the fact that she's not breathing.

Best of all - it's not a magic guide, but something that moves with a different force, a kind of android... in this case, is it a golem or something?

she said. 'My life...... no, is it because it is existential'.

It's like saying 'describe yourself as alive'.

This, too, is just a prediction, but maybe...

"But if so, why is she talking and thinking about the inside? I don't think magic tools and tools think things that way, to me."

"... is that right?"

Then Leis questioned Lue's view.

"Whether it's a tool or whatever, I say things have thoughts..."

"... although that may indeed be the case"

"Whatever it is, Manager Ri usually just seems to live as a person, and he actually manages the inside. Isn't that all right for now?"

But curiosity cannot be suppressed.

I thought it wouldn't be strange to have any presence in this world.

But... its existence seemed a little heretical, even in this world.

... Shall we go talk again tonight?