A few days later.
Mr. Sophia walks in the Devil's City in his uniform.
That's all she feels intimidated about wearing a military uniform. It makes me feel especially so for my subjects who live in the Devil's Capital, who mistakenly thought it was the Gendarmerie.
But demon king army uniforms, especially the uniform wimps Mr. Sophia wears, are adorable. Definitely.
Speaking of me, on the other hand, I'm holding hands with her and enjoying my date, and I'm just stalking from behind.
Nothing. It's not like there's a situation where Mr. Sophia has a beautiful hindsight, or wants to moff her with a cute tail.
She's going to meet her friend, Mr. Cornelia.
No, to be precise, I meet Colette, a spy who approached Mr. Sophia pretending to be a friend.
They had a promise in advance, but I don't know what kind of promise it is.
Mr. Sophia goes from downtown in the heart of the Devil's Capital to the pleasure district, and further behind it, into a suspicious neighborhood where ordinary women would never enter.
Naturally I get exposed and tangled in the eyes of a weird guy, but the proximity of His Majesty the former Demon King isn't that soft.
I mean, I'm stalking you. So much so that I feel more in danger over here.
But my body was never actually in danger, and I arrived at my destination, 13th Street, Devil's Capital, only to be attached to a bat-like bird or to receive a shitty air strike from something pigeon-like.
"- Call it in. It's not like you to be late, is it, Sophia?
And there she is.
The person you were looking for, the other side of the fake Akira.
I don't know why you're pretending to be Cornelia even over this period.
To make you realize that, Mr. Sophia talks.
"This is the dialogue."
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"If you're a normal woman, you can't come even if the rendezvous point is designated" 13th Street (this is the place) of the Devil's Capital, "how did you get here? No, how could you have come? Even I, dressed in military uniform, was called out to a suspicious man twice or three times."
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The inequalities that nest in the world with His Majesty the Great and Mighty Demon King Hel Arche cannot be removed. The 13th Street of the Devil's Capital is such a place, or "ghetto" in a physical sense.
I don't think a normal woman should come to a place like that. Cornelia didn't do it, even if it was designated a meeting place, which is normally supposed to raise questions.
"Because I'm not a normal woman. Right, Master Colette?
The reason why Mr. Clemens credited her with being a jerk was well understood.
"... a preliminary mistake. - Then."
At that moment, the expression disappeared from her face.
From the face of a good friend earlier, to the face of a cold-blooded murderer. In the evidence, she gave out familiar and unfamiliar objects from her nostalgia.
Rotating pistol.
A device that exploits the impact of gunpowder and fires bullets that the Demon King's Army can't possibly make.
Amazingly, she turned to "me" without getting lost on the tip of it.
"You're there, right?"
"............... Esper, are you"
"I just suck at getting rid of the signs. Come on."
The tone is completely different from earlier. My emotions are disappearing. Is it nature to talk lightly?
But when I showed up from the shadows, the emotions I was losing returned to her. Exactly as the phrase "eye color changed" says.
"- Human! So you're the real Akitsu Akira!
"What. Even the human army knows my name."
I wish I'd become famous.
Walk next to Mr. Sophia with your hands up. In the meantime, Colette never fired.
"Mushrooms and came out, saved me a lot of trouble"
"What do you mean?
"The reason I came here is to kill you. Kill the Demon King."
"Huh?"
Oh, my God. This is so miscalculation.
I never thought my assessment of the human army would be that far. No, someone at the station joked about "I could be assassinated" or something.
Stuffed. You can't be safe facing a guy with a pistol at this distance.
I'd like to just let Mr. Sophia get away with it somehow, but she wouldn't be that pompous.
But Colette never put a finger on the trigger.
Should I say boulder where I straighten my fingers to prevent outbursts?
"Before I kill, I want to ask you guys something"
"If it's as far as I can answer, I'll answer?
"Then it sounds silly. Ask simply and clearly so you can see. Why did you do this?
"... too simple to understand the meaning of the question"
He said it looked silly. Could it look so stupid......
"If you know I'm a spy, you shouldn't have to do this. It's normal to just call them up and have them detained by the gendarmerie and police. But only the Sofias came. Why?"
In response to that Colette question, Ms. Sophia answered no time.
'Cause that's what I wanted.'
"............ what? What's that?"
Colette laughed with her nose.
I don't know if I can say "laughed" because I just rang my nose with the same faceless expression.
Even if you look at Colette like that, Mr. Sophia explains it the same.
"I found out you were a spy, and on top of that, it was on you."
"Why?"
"It's..."
Mr. Sophia hesitated for a few seconds.
I was trying so hard to think about that in my head, whether it was good or bad to say it, how you could believe me if I said it, and how I would explain it to you.
I approach Mr. Sophia like that and gently connect her hands.
You can be honest. That's what I meant.
And Colette, who was watching a series of things, turned her eyes round as she noticed something.
"... I see. He likes Sophia, that's what he meant. You were an abominable person."
"Yes."
"Huh. Then I'll let you die with me. It's common in movies for lovers to get along and rise to heaven at the same time."
Colette says so, pointing the muzzle at Mr. Sophia.
I do not know if he realizes that Sofia's answer is still on the way or if he is no longer interested.
Mr. Sophia just wouldn't point that out, just to be honest.
"Please. I want to share death with my beloved."
Colette puts her finger on the trigger.
All you have to do is pull, Mr. Sophia connected the words.
"And being killed by my first friend is the next good thing."
The bullet didn't fire.