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

It has been about three days since I left the Kingdom of Luxhide.

As we take a break, the angry ships continue to make their way, and the orange sounds are about to reach the border of the kingdom of Credale, their destination. Sometimes the territory of the Kingdom of Luxhide was large, but it took a lot of time because it also pinched the territory of another country by the time it reached the territory of the Kingdom of Credale.

The border line to the Kingdom of Credale finally reached. If you cross this border, you will enter the territory of the Kingdom of Credale. After that, you can reach the King's Capital while travelling through the city dotted on the territory of the Kingdom of Credale. Perhaps we will be able to reach it within a time that does not cross the day.

But the orange noise was on such a smooth journey… I was feeling some disturbing air on my skin as I approached the Kingdom of Credale. I feel tingling and some sign of disgust. My thoughts are, "Oh again," but I don't feel like a troublesome being appears in front of me again.

Given the fate of orange noise, it is more likely that trouble will not occur, but if trouble still occurs, it can be felt from the outset that it will be depressing inside.

Now what's going on? I'll try to imagine as much orange noise as I can, thinking.

Possibilities would exclude the Demons. The most troublesome demon king and corpse sounds are somehow over, and it's not so threatening to see other demons emerge.

Then is there someone in the organization of the apostles, who is not the strongest, but who has the strength to follow? Given previous examples, it is customary for threatening beings to come along that threaten their lives. So I guess orange sounds will show up bug enemies that will pierce their tolerance values anyway.

But not this time.

The border of the Kingdom of Credale, beyond which we welcomed the orange sounds that entered the territory of the Kingdom of Credale, were neither threatening nor such as to threaten the orange sounds with their lives.

Through the meadows, through the woods, it was the village present on the border line of the Kingdom of Credale that reached it.

But there was no such thing as a village. On the ground was abandoned something that became black charcoal along with burnt marks, and all the buildings were burned out or destroyed. It was a number of corpses that were causing the air to precipitate with the awful, rotten odor. Besides, all white bone corpses no longer even know if the corpses belong to humans or demons. Perhaps the rotten meat rotted the soil as well.

Some have been stabbed to death with swords, while others have been amputated of limbs. Those who had their necks chopped off, those who carburized whether they were burned to death in an instant, although they died in different ways... were all in common, killed 'by someone'.

As far as we can tell, it has been at least a year to three years since this tragedy. Yet being abandoned means that the little village that exists on the edge of the Kingdom of Credale is dead... or is the king not deliberately interfering?

An orange noise pulled down to the village, parking the ship of chi at the entrance to the village. The decay of the corpse was terrible and honestly the air was precipitated... but anyway, the orange noise decided to see if there were any survivors to make sure it happened here. Expand your temper and grasp the space throughout this village. Then we found out that no one was alive.

"I wonder what happened... in this village -"

It was the next moment when the orange noise shrugged so... next to the orange noise, a small shadow passed. Turning his gaze, there was Lulu. Looks like he came down from the boat. It's about her sensitive to odors, she must have come down here feeling this rotten smell.

But things are not right. He had the expression that his face faded and he had no words. When his open mouth swept, he moved, and the words seemed to come out of nothing. The surprising orange sound speaks with his hands on Lulu's shoulder.

"Lulu?

"Huh!?

Then Lulu slowly moved his gaze toward the orange noise as he let Bikun wave his body, shaking his cataclysm and body. I could see my eyes shaking in fear and Lulu's body was cold if his blood was drawing.

"Ki, tough... Sa, ma...!

"... it's okay, I'm not scared. I'm on it."

To the unusual appearance, the orange noise hugs Lulu. Lulu's condition was more filled with despair than the day he bought her from the slave trader, weaker as if the status he held in him was a lie, and if he touched it, he was likely to break.

Therefore, the orange noise slaps and calms Lulu's shaking back with a pounding. I don't know what happened, but if you look at the carburized and the relatively beautiful white bone corpses, you can tell they are beastmen. Because I had ears and tails. Then the others are probably beasts too.

As for Lulu, this tragedy with the corpse of the beast man rolling in large numbers may have been horrible as the same beast man.

Or - and orange sounds think of one possibility, lurking an eyebrow.

"... Ugh... ooh...!

Lulu, held tight by the orange noise, cried as he turned his hands to the back of the orange noise, hugging the orange noise much more forcefully. He raised his roaring voice and cried quietly as he buried his face in the chest of orange noise. Tears wetting the chest of twitching and orange sounds seem to support the idea of orange sounds, I knew it... and orange sounds cloud my expression.

And Orange Sound told Lulu that possibility in tears. I'm not sure. But given the reason for the tears that Lulu shed, the tragedy of the village of the Beast Man, the past that created Lulu's present standing, and Sole, this place...

"... this is your village of birth... Lulu"

- It could have been the village where Lulu was born.

Lulu nodded in tears at the words of the orange noise.

Even without words, the orange noise only took Lulu's thoughts. Orange noise is an otherworlder about to return to his homeland...... but Lulu had even lost that homeland. At the earliest there is no one in her homeland who knows her, or who will receive her present. Even the house to go home broke and weathered.

Lulu was overflowing with thoughts about his hometown, which he lost at an early age, about the light that had been taken from him, about the place where he should have had the happiness of spending time with his family, the things that were dear had been destroyed, and made him weep.

Lulu whimpers in the arms of an orange noise, even though he decided not to cry anymore.

I have no choice, I think orange noise. For Lulu, I guess both his mother and father were big beings who seemed to love him gently. There's something hard to understand about orange sounds that I don't think anything of my mother, but I know that's what it is.

Well, Lulu has only been born 12 years... roughly seven or eight years since he was born. Just because you became a family with orange noise, to set you apart from your original family...... you're still young. Besides, I can't even remember her memories of orange noise right now. The fact that she lost her family is still new to her memory today.

For her to miss her family, the thought of being back in her hometown and the reality that she was running out of places to return is too painful.

"Wow...! Huh... Hih...!

"... it's okay, it's okay..."

Orange noise continued to cuddle Lulu's body as he received unstoppable overflowing tears. Until I stopped crying, all the time, when I was with you, I told you over and over again.

◇ ◇ ◇

"... it's... it's okay... Dear Tight"

"Well, don't push it."

Lulu, who stopped crying, said so to the orange noise and left. The orange noise releases her arm, which was holding Lulu tight, and rises as she strokes her head in a pompous manner. Grab the Reaper's Hand (Death Size) while returning the soggy wet school run to dryness in "Beginning Crossing". And what activated it was First God (Arcadia).

What are you going to do, Lulu shrugging his nose as he reddened his eyes tilted his neck, but the orange noise pounded Lulu's head as he smiled and stroked his feet forward.

Approaching a nearby body, he stabbed a temporal regression knife shining white on that body.

Then, the white bone corpse regressed in time within sight - and returned to its original beautiful flesh. The clothes have been pierced together, so the worn clothes have returned to a solid and clean condition. It's not like the corpse will come back to life, but at least orange noise decided to restore the people of Lulu's hometown to their original beautiful state.

Lulu, who understood the sole, approached the orange noise and placed his forehead on the chest of the orange noise. And now not grief, but a glimmer of tears, as warm emotions represented his chest filled. The fuzzy loose mouth end created a grin and tear-wet eyes swayed softly under the gentleness of an orange sound.

"Thank you... Dear Tight..."

"Fine, me and you are family... if my dear family is crying, I'll just do everything I can to stop those tears"

"... it's sloppy, Dear Tight"

"Why!?

Lulu did not see the orange noise face and said it was sloppy as he hid his face in the orange noise chest. I was confused by the orange noise about it, but soon afterwards I heard the laughter of Hufu and Lulu, so I figured I wasn't particularly angry.

I could not see it from the orange noise, but Lulu's cheeks, which were bent over, were only slightly reddish. I smiled happily and found my heart beating to warmth filling my chest.

Lulu's body is now growing to the age of junior high.

When I was still living at my physical age about the junior year of elementary school, I was Lulu, who had deepened my affection for orange sounds as a family, but it was natural in a way that she was not aware of a man, who was a young flesh, than there was the fact that flesh and spirit were closely related.

The flesh of the growing stage, which does not require a man, is not particularly gender conscious. Because of this, people think that they like me because they are nice or just because they think it's awesome, and they often think it's love. It is probably also because of the statement that he will marry his father. Because the man who is most kind to the young self is the father of that child, no matter what he hides.

So does Lulu. From the time she became a family member with orange sounds, she looked like an orange sound to her brother. It's important as a family and an important bond to protect.

But now she is a flesh that has grown to the physical age of a junior high school student and has finished the so-called second trait of the Beast Man. That means she's in an adolescence where she's conscious of men, and she's aware of the orange noise, the man closest to her, who's gotten the spirit that grew with it.

To sum it up briefly, it was easy to take a bath or sleep with orange noise if it had been purchased initially, but now she has shunned it with shame. It is adolescence lulu.

What happens if an orange noise shows such kindness to Lulu, who has gained more fondness than his earliest family?

"Dear Mr. Tight,"

"Hmm?"

"I love it"

"? Well, I like Lulu too"

To the words of Lulu, who giggled and told him, the orange noise tilted his neck but returned so. As usual, Lulu laughs hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha at the orange noise that remains the recognition of being a family member.

Memories of orange noise remain sealed. But Lulu wanted that memory back from the bottom of his heart. Because I'm sure that memory is absolutely necessary for me. Because my bond with orange sounds, I wanted to walk with everything.

Growing physically and spiritually, Lulu visited his homeland, where he spent time with his family, desperate for its misery, saved by a newly-formed bond, and fell in love with its kindness.

But Lulu doesn't convey his thoughts clearly and clearly to the orange noise he misunderstands. I don't think it's so embarrassing to honestly put my thoughts into words because I see a presence that I normally honestly put my feelings into words when I like them, called Layla.

But I'm still family to Orange Sound, and I'm only a subject to protect. Though I am a young self, I understood that well.

So Lulu decided to keep that feeling in his chest. At least until I get all my memories back with orange noise.

"(Love it, tough guy -)"

Mumbling the same thing in his heart, Lulu shook the orange noise hand.

"Hmm? What's going on?

"Nothing."

Even though he held his hand and saw the orange noise toward Lulu, Lulu dazzled it. There is no longer a young lulu who has honestly told me everything until now. She grew up and began to lie about the orange noise. That's bad, it's not a lie that tries to fool you, but hides your feelings but doesn't lie about your expression and behavior - a "lie" you have to lie about.

Now Lulu is still a family for orange noise...... then Sole is good with that.

Because if you're a family, it's not weird to hold hands, sleep with them, hold them tight, or have them stroke your head.

"(Now it's good to keep this up... if you're going to put me in the family (there) - I'm going to use it to make sure it's all sweet)"

With that in mind, Lulu had an extraordinarily adorable smile with a tiny devil tick and a slightly adult hue, as he had never seen before in the orange sound of his neck tilting.