I Kinda Came to Another World, but Where’s the Way Home?

Cecil was in a deep hurry for the orange noise that appeared in front of her. The fact that "creepy physique" is traumatic is, of course, because a human being named Orange Sound is an object of bad consciousness for her.

But you still have a face in your hand. You understand that even Finia's life and orange noise... don't move emotionally, because her life is at stake.

"Mr. Tight... there's a bond on your face that can explode at the will of a witch."

"Heh... is that true?

The orange noise with the finer on his shoulder stares at Cecil with a thin laugh. With his two eyes pale and brilliant, his creepy intimidation also goes hand in hand, quite inviting fear.

The pale eyes, which I have never seen, seem to see through my heart. Cecil feels an unpleasant sweat seep through her and becomes anxious to be spotted lying about an exploding junction.

"Yeah, I can blow it up any time I want."

"Your voice is trembling, huh?

"Huh...!?

Cecil agreed with Finia's words and said so as to remain poker face not to be enlightened by tension and anxiety. But the orange noise pointing stuck my breath. His words, laughing spookily, speed up Cecil's palpitations.

No way, no way, really...?

- being spotted......!?

But the orange noise pointer is the orange noise flicker. The truth is, Cecil's voice wasn't trembling, and he was really brilliant enough poker face, acting.

But still. Orange sounds deceive each other, and in the power to discern lies, there is no one out to the right. Therefore Cecil's lies were also made to see through. Hatter or lie? Such a thing has no effect in front of orange noise.

"Ma, no. Exploding junction, troublesome trouble, this isn't right."

"Ah... yes, if you make a strange move, we will destroy it"

"That's troubling. Sole is my treasure... if it's destroyed, you'll kill it with all the momentum."

"I don't mind, if I can take the fairy there on the road."

The orange noise rode the lie after seeing it through. Doing so dragged the witch into psychological warfare unnoticed.

What power the witch has, it doesn't know the orange sounds well either. However, we know that even if the Demon King attacks, we can develop a bond that will never break, and we can develop other bonds of a different nature. If you are prevented from attacking poorly, you will be at a disadvantage first.

That's why Orange Sound dragged the witch into psychological warfare.

Cecil, who has been involved in negotiating matters and the dirty parts of the country since she was a little girl, has reached a high level when it comes to techniques such as rounding up opponents with words and deeds, regardless of their excellence in such negotiating techniques. Psychological warfare based on understanding it.

Orange noise has lived with the irrationality of the world since its birth. If it's a tongue fight that weaves logic, lies and hatchet, I don't feel like losing to Cecil like I've been studying since I was a young girl.

So this is how the orange noise returned to Cecil's words.

"No, no, it's not you. Look, I'm a gentleman who doesn't beat up girls, so maybe I'll kill some brave people walking around the area, huh?

"Huh!? That's -!"

"Um, what's going on? Oh, it's all right, it's all right, because if bravery dies, I'll take responsibility and I'll take the Demon King down. Well, hello, if they break your face."

"... right"

Orange noise discerns what Cecil wants to protect.

To be honest, rather than being discerning, there is speculation. Orange sounds somewhat anticipate the actions of the brave men and their perception of themselves.

Perhaps Lulu and Finia told the brave men after they were captured. He said he wasn't abused by orange noise, he lived like a family. In other words, after quite some time, I expect the brave men's misunderstandings are probably solved.

that the witch went into the action of stabbing Lulu, even though And from the anticipation that I was somewhat traumatized by the brave men, Orange Sound was convinced that there was a 'brave man' at the root of the witch's actions.

If so, the most effective means against witches is to bring out the brave.

Before that, orange sounds had a spiritual advantage over witches than 'creepy physique' had been activated. At the very beginning, this psychological battle is like an orange noise triumph. Besides, it's an orange sound that makes you see things you don't like when your opponent does it, there's no way you can beat a witch.

"How can you give me that face back?

"... if you promise not to do us any harm in the future"

"Oh, yeah? Good, good, I promise."

Cecil also understands that she is disadvantaged. That's why we make the most of the leftover hand tag: this face. Instead of giving it back, make them swear they will not do any harm in the future. I couldn't tell him to stay out of it more than he said he wanted to apologize to Orange Sound, but if he couldn't do any harm, I thought it was okay to meet him.

And unexpectedly, the orange noise easily accepted the proposal. I clap it out, but Cecil thought it would be good if you said you'd promise.

Then Cecil approaches the orange noise. The vigilance was not diluted, Ning Ro's vigilance approached a little while becoming stronger.

"... please show me your hands"

"Hands? Yes"

"- In my name, the witch of the demon, make a covenant..." The Curse Contract (Cars Contract) "

On the hand of the orange noise offered, Cecil hung some magic. It's magic to make promises into magical contracts, and it's magic to put a heavy curse on those who break promises.

The promise Cecil made to Orange Sound was: 'Prohibition of acts harmful to brave men, and their companions, and return face instead'.

If you break this - that is, if Cecil didn't return the face, if the orange noise did harm to the braves... when you break your promise, there will be a heavy curse. Heavy curses, for example, vary… The heaviest curses include instant death curses and the like.

Incidentally, this is a kind of 'grant magic', not the management of Cecil when it comes to the curse if you break a promise. There is a random, heavy curse.

On the back of the orange noise and Cecil's right hand, some sort of magical sign appears and disappears into his body. And Cecil explained this magical effect to Orange Sound.

"Hmmm...... no curse"

"Yes."

All right, well, come back to me.

Just that orange noise was no big deal, he shifted his gaze from the back of his right hand and instead offered his left hand for the return of his face. But Cecil doesn't gently back down and return the face.

It's a surprising orange noise, but Cecil has to return her face, even more than she has a curse. That's what I was thinking.

But this was Cecil's ruse.

"Hehe - no, you're not going to give me your face"

I smile invincibly and say so, Cecil. Moments later, a purple magic formation appeared around Cecil. This is the phenomenon in which the curse can be hung - but the moment Cecil waved her hand in a sideburn... its magic formation scratched out.

"Uncurse."

As long as Cecil has this skill, she won't be affected by the curse. That means you can un-curse the curse, to be precise. I mean, this is... nothing more than creating a 'situation where only orange noise has to protect the contract'.

Cecil doesn't have to return her face, and the orange noise can't harm a line of brave men.

"Reverse the situation, right?

"... Ha, I wouldn't have forgiven you if I had honestly returned it here... if this were to happen to you?

"Whatever you say, you can't do anything to me anymore."

"How about that?

With certainty of victory, Cecil says so with an invincible grin on the orange noise, but the orange noise approaches Cecil with a thin, laugh. Twitching, twitching.

"What is it? Get your hands on me and you'll have a curse, won't you? You could die."

"Hmmm...... so?

"So? What... aren't you afraid? It's ridiculous to risk your life on a stick for one fairy and one beast."

"Is that all you want to say?

The orange noise gently put his hand on the witch's head as he approached the witch's sight. I put my hands on it, as if to stroke my head. And look down at the witch with a thin laugh. I kept my gaze in line with the witch's gaze. Distance enough for your nose to stick together. The 'creepy physique' of the orange noise was badly bothering Cecil's heart and fuelling anxiety and fear.

"What is it?"

"You're retarded, aren't you? You can hang as many curses as you want, and the more you stop... I'm not gentle. Besides... you've never really been mad at me, have you? You've never really laughed, have you? You've never really thought about being nice to anyone, or for someone else's sake, have you?

"Oh, there is. Even now, for Master Nagi..."

The words of orange noise bother my heart for no reason. My hands on my head are like eagles at my heart, which is disgusting. Yet my body doesn't move. The mind, imprisoned by the 'creepy physique', did not move the flesh.

I disagree, but the words don't come out well. But the orange noise perceives the words of Cecil, and returns the words against it. A thin laugh makes me more and more creepy.

"Haha, that's a mistake. Your" sole "is a" duty "from the standpoint of a witch, not a" heart ". Master Brave? I guess that's a very sweet witch trying to get rid of danger for Cheng Cheng Cun, huh? Is that your name, by the way? You don't even have to ask, because your name is" Witch. "

"Become..."

"'Cause wouldn't you? You have been a tool raised by the country since you were little, called" Witch, "and" Cecil Dimietta "is a name given to tools, not humans. I guess I've grown into a fine tool to make it. That's why you're stuck in front of me."

- I did my best for the brave.

- Give yourself up for the brave.

- I shattered my heart for the brave.

- Acting for the brave.

Devotional 'witch' helper (character). That's why Cecil Dimietta is now a tool. Orange noise, that's what I said.

"Everything is brave, a fine bullshit as a tool - but as a human being, there's nothing in it"

Cecil swayed at the words.

In retrospect, I've been acting for the brave since I was little. I've learned so much for the brave, I've packed so many different experiences. Ever since the brave came, I've been thinking about how to act for the brave, morning, day and night, even in my dreams. All the time, for the brave, for the brave.

- Have you ever thought about yourself?

I tried to clean my appearance. As a woman? No, it doesn't seem to offend you to get into the sight of a brave man.

I tried because I said I wanted to cook. Because it's a hobby? No, to keep the brave from eating unsavory food.

It was routine to read various books. Because you like it? No, I've read so many different books that I can talk about not boring the brave.

That, this, none of that, if you traced it all back, there was a brave man. So, did you ever really start for yourself? Even if not, was there a 'self' somewhere where the brave wouldn't be involved?

Cecil doesn't understand herself.

Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting, scary, creepy, nauseating, stopping, breaking, not like this, I'm breaking -!

"You, who?

"I, I... am..."

"You're not Cecil Dimietta, the handy tool witch of the brave, are you? Who are you? When there was no such thing as a brave man... you are empty. Well, then you don't have to, do you? If you're just going to help the brave, you don't have to be a human, you don't have to be an item or a magic item, do you?

"Ah..."

"In that sense, who are you?

Orange noise blames Cecil. I'm trying to break my spirit.

You're not human, you're like a machine, you're just a doll, you're a tool, you don't need any other love.

"If you don't have one, pull it in, you're nothing but trash with disposable tools."

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With that said, Cecil stood staring open and blindly weakened. That's so much so that Orange Sound just puts a little effort into the hand it put on its head that it sits back down.

Sitting girl, Cecil is confused, not looking anywhere.

"I'll have this back, it's an important treasure. Unlike tools like you."

The orange noise then picked up a rolling face from Cecil's hand on a sitting clap and hung it on his head. I felt that the missing item had finally returned, and the orange noise also felt the load on my shoulder.

But it doesn't change the fact that you can't harm the braves with the curse of Cecil sitting in front of you. But, well, I could confirm that it doesn't apply when it comes to psychotropic shots, so I thought, well, orange noise.

"Well... let's still hang out, shall we? Tools?

"Ahhh..."

The blurry Cecil's head pounded and the orange noise gave her a thin laugh. And Finia, who was on her shoulder against such an orange noise, laughed like a sunflower all the way to said this.

"Haha! What a surprise! Mr. Stonehenge, you can't lose because of your meanness!

"Evil hasn't changed. Above all, Finia."

Thus, a fairy and a creepy boy, who had been separated, reunited.