Hitsugi no Maou

Then every morning, Straw picked up the 'seeds of labor' left behind by others and began to mouth them.

Eating pills that originally resembled horse manure, and once they fell to the ground, was above all humiliating. I spit it back many times into the stench and egumi spreading in my mouth, and as a result I hit the ground to the bread of straw (straw), and I also thought it was the end of the line that I would start emptying (from) my stomach and going to work.

But don't ever stop Lecht, when he turned up the sound (huh) and immediately abandoned it, he repeated it every time he looked at each other. There was no other way out of the status quo, and his eyes, while measuring the thickness of Straw's arms and feet, had lost all the color of mercy (jihihi), like the eyes of the Raptor (Already Kin), who was aiming for his prey.

The fatigue of the day multiplied, with sleepless nights on an empty stomach. My muscles and joints screamed and I started to feel painful just standing.

But eventually, when the flesh felt in full danger of death, at the same time the stench and egumi it had felt from the seeds of labor disappeared. Did your tongue and nose lose function and become paralyzed (eyebrows) due to extreme nutritional deficiencies? Or did the flesh block (shudder) the sense of obstructing (and shaking) the intake of nutrition in self-defence in order to survive the mistletoe?

In any case, Straw was able to get full of pills that everyone in the village was struggling to avoid (kihihi) and take without smelling or taste. I stopped vomiting after my meal, and every day I started to feel more comfortable (Ben Yi) that was once a day or not until then.

Lecht's face stained with laughter day by day. Straw's body had muscle cobwebs in six months, and by the end of the year he had grown two heads tall.

The bodily smudges I had felt every morning, the pain was almost gone, and the fat under my skin made me more resistant to the cold. As a result, daily labor can also be done in half the time until then.

Around the time (Ai), Lecht issued the next directive to Straw, which was twelve at the time.

"Thanks to your stronger body, you can do your job twice as fast as the rest of the villagers. Next thing you know, you can help others with their work in your free time. Move on from yourself."

"Do you work twice as hard as the rest of them? Why would I have to do that? How much you've worked in this country in return for nothing."

"Apparently not. This country's policy is' good and equal '. All men are treated equally as long as they are good. Good is not breaking the law and doing enough work. Evil is breaking the law and doing nothing but inadequate labor. It's' illegal 'and punishable when you can't achieve certain standards, but conversely, it means that if you reach certain standards, they're equally valued, whether that's criticality of the criteria or double the achievement of the criteria.

Neither the best nor the second best for the guy who worked hard. It's waste to hang in there above the standard. That's the spirit of equality. "

But, Lecht grinned with a loose lip (tickles).

"There are a few exceptions within such a system of goodness and equality. One of them is a junior state official, including the Labor Surveillance Officer... the" Weiss (White) "guys dressed in hoods and capes."

"Weiss......?

"The native national numbers, the people who were deactivated for what they did and put their existence back on the blank. That's Weiss.

... you're labor watchmen who are watching the people and holding them back. They're ordinary people who were in those villages and towns, just like you guys. I'm not following that role in a subversion like a senior state official. He was picked up by the general public, especially the heroic labor. "

Continue with Lecht laughing further at the eye-opening straw.

"Let's talk about it. Labour is a service to the state (Howe). If you only do what you're asked for, you won't be punished for now. So many of the people don't labor more than they've been determined... because they think that working harder than the policy doesn't pay off in any way and is waste bone.

But in fact, the government wants the people to work more than prescribed. In a harsh working environment, in a situation where you can't expect anything in return, and you still put more energy into your labor than others, you mean a good people who really swear allegiance to the state.

The government can pick up superb officials from the private sector by letting the heads of towns and villages (Ozasa) find and recommend such rooted patriots. If we kill ourselves, rank our emotions (yes), and base ourselves on the watchdogs of the people on a person whose national interests can be given the highest priority, civilian control of this country will be stronger. Don't you? "

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"I mean, the government is prepared to take control numbers from the working people and promote them to officials. Accidental death or disappearance (roughly) disguises its existence from society and gives it a new identity and life by hiding its face with a white hood and mask and making it an unnamed 'Weiss'.

The length of each town and village is reduced to a minimum of three days with a narrow (if any) holiday interval that you can get each time you produce a single Weiss. The mayor of this village... you still have ten days off for the elders, don't you? I'm sure he wants to recommend a candidate for Weiss.

"Is that why I work all over and let the elders recommend me (sorry)? Being a labor inspector is what you call a way out of this life."

"That sort of thing. If you become a junior official Vice, you will be allowed to possess the money, and you will be paid monthly. After three years of saving up, we're out of the Union from the eastern border. You can exile with gold and silver coins exchangeable for foreign currency and then relax and work and live in a foreign country. I'll tap into the official letters by then."

To Lecht, who confidently speaks of the plan, Straw couldn't help but feel his chest full of awful, poorly chested, blackened emotions at the same time.

How far is this country making fun of its people? Everything is arrogant and full of thoughts (woes) and traps (woes) that try to bruise humans.

It is strange that there are economically and ideologically freely privileged special places in countries where goodness and equality are listed in the first place. Say that if you are good, you will be treated equally, but that is in the end equality between the lower echelons. Those who have been in the privileged class since the beginning must be able to live abundantly in the Central Precinct, good or evil. There was no such stupid story.

It was only with that in mind that Straw did not like that Lecht's plan ultimately ended up with Straw abandoning his family and companions and being happy outside the country by himself (all of them) alone.

The villagers are emotionless and inhuman. But it's not their fault. If we can get out of this inferior country, we must be able to regain our humanity.

Straw has a five-year-old brother and a 10-year-old sister. They are, like Straw, the 'workforce' made by Straw's parents on orders from the Labour Watch.

The people do not even have the right to bear children freely. When a country acknowledges the need for population growth, it is forced to lead (...) and cross (seriously) like livestock when requested. There is no so-called love there, no love. Neither can a parent-child bond (stigma) truly be more than a blood connection.

But if we can all leave the country, maybe we can start over 'family'.

Maybe we can get our normal bond back.

As Lecht instructed, Straw gave his thoughts to a more salvific end while spending (on) his work and helping others with their work. I felt like there was a better way to end this than if one of me left the country. I didn't feel like I had the help to save my parents, my brothers, or the villagers.

The thought grew stronger with each passing year. The villagers began to do their work with incredible physical strength and turn more and more to the shtro, who continues to put half the day on the help of the labor of others.

When the harsh labor was mitigated thanks to Stolo, they grinned on their earthy (tsukike) colored faces and vomited thanksgiving in holding Stolo's hand (nibble) over and over again. "Thank you," he said, "I don't like you," some even shed tears.

Straw helped all the villagers do their jobs every other day, and the villagers waited for the day for Straw to come today or tomorrow.

Just a little help. The activity of just one boy (and do). But that seemed to shake the feelings of the villagers and restored the daily conversation to the silence (blame) of the village, where greetings (greetings) did not even exist before.

If someone says to me, "I got Straw to help me with my job today, so I can go home early," someone smiles back, "It's my turn tomorrow," he says. If someone says, "Am I still ahead of you?", someone else asks for a negative.

Upper (ascending) to the villagers' mouths was always only the name of Stolo, and Stolo's parents heard it, obviously proud (dust).

The boys of the same age began to call Straw a 'friend', and the last generation called Straw a 'son of heart'. Straw did his best to respond to the new form of bond.

- There was emotion back in the village. Straw got it back. Nothing, the palm of the poor, was changing the way the world was.

Then it was only then that Straw began to fear that Lecht's plan would proceed. The elders must have already recommended (excuse me) Straw to Weiss.

If the government accepts the recommendation and Straw is promoted (just) to Weiss, the village will naturally lose Straw. What happens to the village afterwards...... the villagers are struck by disappointment and carelessness, and I'm sure they will lose their conversations, their smiles.

The village, which has begun to change because of it, returns to its original gloomy (depressing) world. Can Straw be happy with his hell behind his back? Can you abandon your family, abandon your people, and sing a new life? Is that permissible...

When he revealed such a state of mind, Lecht was furious as the fiery fire, and he grabbed Straw's murmur and yelled and scattered it.

"Why are you so fucking sweet this time of year, kid? I lent you wisdom because I said you wanted to get out! I don't know about the others, they're slave gutted fools who've called me in many times! I'll help you. You must be my in-laws!!

"But at least to Weiss - can you do enough to help everyone in the shadows after you become a labor inspector? At least I don't think I'm going to abuse (mistreat) the villagers in the national interest. If I keep being a sweet watchman, it's gonna be better for all of us."

"Don't be suspicious of your colleagues or the government! You will be recruited as a patriot who puts the people second! If you look sweet on the villagers, they'll take care of you and dispose of you! You have to go to work in cold weather and go to exile alone! That's all I got!!

"... Lecht. What did you say to me before? Until you're full of people, listen to what I have to say... that's what I said."

Listening to the chiseling sound of the collar (Eri) of the national garment, Straw returns a sharp (enough) gaze at Lecht's face full of holes.

"I also said that human beings are those who choose and make decisions about good and evil at their will. I'm thinking good and evil myself... if I can change the world a little bit, then it's never good to hit" run "to make only one person happy."

"You don't know anything! The world can't change, and people's roots can't change again! Where you were alone scratching your feet, you can't change one thing!

"You tried to change it! Even you!!

The collar of the national garment (Eri) was ripped off, and out of Lecht's hand, Straw left.

Peeling his eyes, Lecht squeaks all over his face and looks at Straw. From that eyelid, water droplets (rinsed) spilled on some clap (hippo).

"... If your name means' law 'and' justice ', you must have been in a position to produce them. Judge or jurist...... politician...... It must have been a rare (keg) existence with only a few people in the country. And in the central precinct, he was majestically vomiting words that captured the hearts of thousands of people"

……

"The people in the government who neglected it accused you of overthrowing the country and making fun of dangerous ideas.... because he was trying to transform the way the country is. Fixed the current crazy system and tried to save the people. You gave yourself to justice."

"What do you know?"

Lecht turned his back and sat down to collapse (crumb) to the ground. Shoulder trembles and exhales deeply.

"Stay in a state system that has lasted hundreds of years. The whole clan mocked me for being a fool. I was mocked (bruised) for being a traitor, and my wife and kids ran away, and still fought for the justice I believed in and the well-being of my people...... The public supported me. I got drunk and made a fuss every day about my rhetorical speech. People's rights, happiness, revolution."

But what's that? Lecht rubbed his nose and shook his head violently.

"As soon as I was restrained by the Weiss and brought to justice by a government judge, the masses abandoned the speech that had been yelling at me until then and made me look familiar. I'll give it to you. I was brainwashed. I was fooled.

Federal law prohibits the arrest or trial of an incumbent bailiff. It's the people in the government who are touching the law... and there wasn't one person to point that out. "

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"I can't (no) do this country anymore, Stolo. Even the people can't save you. I'm totally passive. When someone says something like that, they agree that it is, and then it ends. I'm not trying to think of that 'ahead'. Just accept the given 'reason', switch... you can't judge good and evil for yourself. It's just the ones.

... how good you have done to the villagers, they will betray you as soon as you lose your power. The inability to judge good or evil means that neither my brother-in-law nor I can reason. You will be abandoned, and you will die more seriously than anyone else. "

Lecht looked back slightly at Straw.

"Think only of yourself. Don't worry about your parents or your brothers, you're the only one who'll be happy. That's never a bad thing... just me... just me, I should be happy..."

"... Lecht, you... if you were desperate for the masses, why did you help me? Why did you teach me wisdom?

"I don't know... I was desperate for the" group "called the masses... but maybe I wanted to see hope for the" pieces "of the kid dripping in the cold village. On a personal level, you might have wanted to believe that this country still has a bud of intelligence."

When Lecht laughed small, he didn't say a word.

Just staring at the ground and keeping silent, Straw apologized small "sorry" for feeling terribly sad about why, and left the scene.

The next day, when Stolo returned to the Anagma's nest, there was no sign of Lecht.

Nothing was said, nothing was left, and the third Lecht, from before Straw, disappeared.