Hitsugi no Maou

Yamori, sticking to the nagi's shoulder and leaving the breeding room, took a small breath as he crawled his gaze into the dim hallway.

The windows are coated with wax and dye and are designed to keep the outside sun out of the way as much as possible.

Nagi opens her mouth quietly as she walks between the walls.

"How have you been?

"Oh."

"Where are you now?

It's a safe house.

"I'm talking about the royal box."

'... about once every three days. I was peeking.'

Nagi turns down the hallway and heads to the stairs leading upstairs.

On his cheek, a slight crease ran.

"You're a lonely man, and you do what you do, and that's what you see."

"Are you mad?"

"Nothing. Because I was so angry when you were deported. I'm already a wife."

I stare forward as the nagi climbs up the stairs.

"... my husband and son have gone to heaven, but I am their family for the rest of my life. It's my wife and my mother. That won't change until you're dead."

……

"That's why I'm not willing to put you back. Don't get me wrong there."

'The way you put it, it sounds like me and you were dating...... oh, stop it'

A nagi wielding his shoulders and yamori cuts up the stairs and walks further down the hallway to the stairs to the roof. "Are you going outside? Nagi snorted at Yamori, who said he could do it in the sun.

"Really, it's a funny relationship. It doesn't make sense that you and I are still having a conversation via weird magic."

"I see."

"... it must have been a beautiful story for the women of the world to follow you into exile, or to keep protecting you and live your whole life alone. But you didn't ask for me. Nor can it be boring to be single, given the realities of your parents and surroundings.

I don't mean to insult my dead husband, but... "

"Wait, what are you talking about? You think it's a beautiful story?

The nagi stopped for a moment. But as soon as I put my foot on the stairs, I go up to the roof.

"... there are quite a few people who feel like I'm right for you, married to someone else after you're gone... and 'unjust'."

"Did you get bullied"

"I won't stand out and say anything disgusting. But at the time of the marriage, the surrounding gaze mixed with the colour of contempt.

I'm telling you, your love is to that extent, with your eyes. I haven't had that kind of glance since I became chief samurai. "

In front of the sun coming down from the roof, the nagi removed the apron and wore it on his head like a headscarf.

"You're a hero to many Coffins who still experience that famine. There are many people who love you as a wise man. That's why I didn't wait for you... some people didn't think well of me"

"Sorry."

"No. I thought you were stupid. It's just that... given the surrounding reactions and His Majesty's enthusiasm for us... I feel less confident in my judgment."

Nagi leaves in the sun.

On the rooftop of the royal castle, the blue sky, as usual, with the Coffin flag hanging in a windless cheerfulness.

Nagi walks to the edge of the roof as he slaps the stone at his feet with his shoes.

"My family, my work at the royal castle, maybe I was right to throw everything away and follow you.

Of course I know that's not true. I wasn't your lover or anything, and if they followed me, you'd just annoy me.

But... I didn't think so around. "

'If you just think about it, you don't have to take responsibility. I'm the bad one, and you just got caught up in what I did. Most people would have figured that out, wouldn't they?

"Only once, my husband told me. Are you sure it was me? What?"

The sea urchin is at the border between the bright blue sky and the horizon.

I inhaled heavily and slightly lowered my mouth.

"I answered with all my heart. Of course, you're my husband. Sinner Dust says he just loves you as a friend… best friend"

"... best friend"

"It's irreplaceable, my best friend. It's just... that I was one-sided and that I might have been a lover"

Nagi laughed all the brighter in front of Yamori, who let the blue fire dance quietly in both eyes. "Oh, I can finally say it," he said, widening his arms and narrowing his eyes.

"I'm sorry, you've been waving me since the beginning, but it took me years to come up with an answer. The only person in exile is allowed to exchange letters with you, or be urged to obsess with you around... if you think you're alone, you can't figure out where you stand extra"

"Seems I've put more effort into you than I thought."

"It's not your fault. You don't have to apologize... but..."

'Hmm?'

"Come and see me in your own way, not in Yamori's bones. Whenever you want, just like you used to... line up and watch the Coffin Sky"

On the nagi closing his eyes towards the blue sky, Dust put aside for a little while, then 'I promise,' he vowed quietly.

"Um."

Nagi and Yamori peel off their eyes at the same time and burn up the orbital flames in a small voice that rises out.

Turning around, from behind the flag, one boy looked reluctantly.

The nagi said, "Little one!," he pulls his face as he messes with his hair.

"No, you've been there the whole time? It's not safe! What will you do if you fall!

"Sorry, but I was just wondering... in the sky over there..."

By the way and referring to the child walking to the other side of the flag, Nagi explains, "O child who was with the hunter".

"You wrote it in a letter. One of the heroes killed by Snobba raised him, a war orphan."

"What's wrong with the sky over there?"

As Nagi followed the little one, the little one was pointing in the opposite direction of what the Nagis were looking at, a certain direction of the Snowba capital.

From the capital of Snoba, something elongated is stretching towards the sun.

To the frowning nagi, the little one said with a slight neck up.

"That, what is it? You look like you're staying in the sun."

"I don't know... it's kind of creepy. Dust."

When Yamori glanced at the sun with the eyes of the blue fire, he commanded the two to 'enter the castle' low.

"Hurry. Don't stare at that.... dropped a morg, it's a red snake '

While Yamori's dialogue ended or not, he shrugged as he stretched out to the sun, and at once the tip fell by the capital of Snoba.

The tip, which raised the earthen smoke and crashed into the ground, winds something up in the air and chews it a thousand times with sharp fangs.

When he found out it was Snobba's brought in horse that was being eaten and its rider, the nagi held his little one and ran to the stairs at first sight.

'God caller, my throat is healing... I tried to see if I could cast a spell. But God will make you move within eating your allies. My voice was cloudy and I used incomplete sorcery. "

"Duh, fight each other!?

'It just so happens. Sometimes a red snake could come into this royal castle.... you will see the horror of the use of mighty power by the shallow. They can never, ever coexist. "

Yamori flames his orbital flames with a glimmer as he puts his forefoot on the neck muscle of the onion running down the stairs.

At the time of the showdown, the moment was imminent.