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

A girl named Metis was a more timid girl than any orange noise could have imagined.

She came behind the orange noise leaving the coffee shop for some reason, which was usually a mystery even as an orange noise - but the way the girl came along was all wrong. The beginning and end of a small scream every time a person approaches the side, alert the rolling stone, and cling to the orange noise when a cute puppy barks. He was such a level of cowardice that he lived scared of everything in the world at the earliest. The most amazing thing was the tears in my shadow that appeared on the white wall. I was worried about this kid if the boulder was okay with the orange noise.

But why does she come after orange noise? The two hands restrained in handcuffs still hold a worn stuffed rabbit, and they move their too thin legs diligently to chase a chick after them. I thought if I let him exercise too much, he would die, and the orange noise would stop and wait again and again, but I had to wonder why the orange noise itself was waiting.

When I chase him to the immediate vicinity of the waiting orange noise, he coughs up and tries to get his rough breath ready. I sweat just trying to keep up with the orange noise I normally walk through, and I'm flustered so I don't even wake up beneath my feet.

'... I was wondering if this girl would be okay?

I replied that Noel did have an orange sound to his words. Honestly, I feel like I'm imposing harsh training, so I'm more of a bad boy to the heart than life.

Whatever, there's no more orange noise going back to the dorm than this girl follows. Because this girl named Metis herself is the enemy of the Knights. I can't take you to your room with that satiric flan hidden away.

Then what? It would be quick to serve the purpose of this girl who comes with this for some reason. Honestly, I don't feel like I can get my hands on that back from this girl, so it's best to keep it with Mary I met earlier - but I want to avoid seeing her again a little before I rubbed my chest.

"Uh... Métis."

"Ha... ha... Meh, with Meti... Coho, fine..."

"Oh yes... so, Meti, what can I do for you?

Therefore, the orange noise was heard in a straight ball. What is this Métis approaching the orange noise for?

Then she takes plenty of minutes to catch her breath and then takes another beautiful lace handkerchief out of the worn out stuffed animal and wipes her sweat off. And when you serve it in a stuffed animal, take a big, deep breath and make it wait for plenty of orange noise again.

I wiped my breath and sweat clean, and I thought I'd finally talk to you - Metis next stared at the orange noise a little before handkerchief out of the stuffed animal again. I wondered what was wrong with the orange noise, but Metis pushed it against the orange face. And politely wipe it. Apparently, she was scratching a little sweat because of her bad heart. He seemed kind enough to wipe that off. There was some good smell of flowers from the handkerchief mixed with the smell of Metis sweat.

"Eh heh, this is neat... right?

"Oh, yeah. Thanks."

"... especially, I don't need it... you, 'tough'...? Stella taught me..."

Metis cut it out after playing handkerchief again. Apparently, as the orange noise knew Metis, Metis also knew about the orange noise. Source looks like Stella, but unlike Mary, this girl seems friendly to Stella. When that happens, I really want to wonder what the hell sequence is - but I can't believe it was an orange sound that I decided to leave aside.

"Yeah, I'm the tough one. How's Stella?

"Boy, I'm fine..."

"So... how do you feel about meeting with me?

Nothing in particular means that the orange noise connects the conversation as it is. Apparently I can have a conversation with Stella, so I started to think that maybe she was at least more decent than Mary just because she was timid. Honestly, Mary recognizes that Mary is the craziest of them all, so I think Metis is still fine. If you look at a small negative after a big one, it's like it's going to look sumptuous.

Metis thinks a little and then tries to remember and answer.

"... as Stella said, she was a good person"

"What did Stella say about me..."

"Uh... a boy with a beautiful heart, he said... yes, he said..."

Oh, you did say that. Orange sounds like that, but I sigh wondering if my assessment in Metis is pretty much up there. And I complained to Stella in my heart that I didn't want her to get favored in a place I didn't know I was keeping.

Does that mean that Metis just came to see the orange noise? For, killing the Knights Commander, driving the captains to serious injuries, and the action they're taking is strange. I guess I just happen to see it when it comes to orange noise rather than coming to see it. Ning Ro, that's a better match for Tsuji.

Orange sounds lurked his eyebrows as he wandered his gaze suspiciously, watching Metis wary when he did his surroundings.

If the killing of the Knights Commander was necessary for any purpose - she would take another action from now on. That probably leaves a dead man alone.

"... Métis"

"Ugh, yeah... what?

"What are you going to do now?

―――

In questioning the orange noise, Metis stopped the body movement perfectly. The wandering gaze slowly moves toward the orange noise, and the watery eyes cross the gaze with the orange-sounding pitch-black eyes. Beautiful watery eyes, but behind them I see a fright of something. But it's not just frightening. Too frightened, the vortex of terror that was born was shaping chaos and something.

All fear lurks deep within her consciousness. It's like she herself is a being made of fear itself - I got that feeling.

And the light goes out of Metis' watery eyes. She changed the attitude she had toward the air like it had been taken over by something. I reach out to those two hands in the face of orange noise. The hand, connected by handcuffs, touched both cheeks of orange noise and drew them as if to kiss them.

But the orange-sounding lips never touch her lips. In front of her face, the orange-sounding face stopped, and the distance that had been slightly approached only quite close.

- I'm scared.

"Huh?"

Metis speaks with a calm voice. The orange noise gave the voice a strange look. But he didn't even care, and Metis goes on. As if to exhale accumulated depression in the accumulation.

"I'm afraid of everything... the breeze that shakes my hair, the puppies that come near me, the garbage that's falling on the ground, the flying butterflies, the rolling pebbles, the people that come near me, the wandering warcrafts, the demons that kill people, the kings that control my country, the proud knights, the well-dressed wizards, the very strong adventurers, the sun that shines, the shadows that project, the shiny mirrors, the delicious food, the rare drinks, the fun events, the friendly friends, the gentle adults, everyone... I'm so scared, I'm so scared, I can't even eat through my throat"

"You're too scared."

"I'm all scared... I'm scared myself... I'm scared of both hands, that's why I tied them in handcuffs. I'm afraid of my health... that's why I spent so much time unhealthy... that I couldn't do anything myself, because I'm scared of myself, that I was the first to ruin myself. And then what? More scarier stuff. I got scared of the water, I got scared of the fire, I got scared of the air, I got scared of the taste, I got scared of the smell, I got scared of the light, I got scared of the dark, I got scared of everything... so my body always trembles and I can't help it"

"I don't think it's the level of death anymore."

"So - I thought I wanted everything I was afraid of gone."

I just thought I was being super unreasonable.

The orange noise was calm, even as he noticed that the air emitted by Metis was degenerating in more and more heterogeneous directions. The orange noise was only calm, although the surrounding people were being hit by the air and vomited, unable to stand or fell into hyperventilation. For now, he's passed out before he dies, so he decided he'd be okay with the people around him.

Orange sounds are fine because that's what orange sounds like, too, have thrown away their humanity. One could say that those with heterogeneous signs are tolerant of one another.

Orange sounds changed perceptions that Metis thought he was more of a coward than he could have imagined, but even more so than that imagination. Sure, it's a good thing I said if I mishandled it, it would explode. Apparently, Mary's words were true.

"So, what are you going to do? Now that I know you're timid, why don't you tell me about it?

"... there are so many scary things that I want to get rid of scary things from the world. I want to make sure I never get into my sight again... but I can't do it myself - get the scary stuff turned off by the scary stuff"

What an eye for that eye. The objective conclusion is that the orange noise lurked an eyebrow, but I can understand that being a word that indicated that she had no power whatsoever over herself.

Well, it was still this girl who showed up as a monster - a vicious coward with the idea of talking to each other about scary things and disappearing.

I mean, I can only imagine, but isn't this funeral arm of Metis something of a 'peer-to-peer' nature?

I want to turn it off because I'm scared. I want you to disappear because I want you to. Get rid of the scary stuff, the scary stuff. She doesn't pollute her hands in any way, she just waits for them to disappear. If it's as powerful as you can imagine, it's definitely the princess on the side who will be sheltered. "The Princess of God," the princess who kills God.

"But Mr. Tight doesn't know... hey tell me? Mr. Tight, is he scary to me? Or someone who's not afraid?

"Why don't you decide for yourself?

"... you keep it a secret? I don't know what you're thinking... I'm scared... I'm so scared"

"On the contrary, I try not to teach you anything that scares me by keeping it a secret."

"Huh...?... Oh well, then I'm not scared...?

Show the orange noise words how Metis was bewildered, who until earlier said he was scared and scared. I mean, I don't know if orange sounds are scary to me or not. I didn't know what the hell he was thinking, and I thought that was the Metis I was afraid of - but the orange noise words make me not understand Sole again.

I don't see the answer. Fearing about it, Metis let go of his hands from both cheeks of orange noise. The orange noise caused the upper body that was bending as she watched her cold hands go away, whether she was always anemic due to fear.

"Well, you can decide for yourself."

……

And say that to Metis. Metis then keeps staring at the orange noise with her watery eyes and sends a gaze to determine which one it is. But Metis, who wasted himself, couldn't tell.

But Metis turned his eyes round to the words of the orange noise. The light of disappeared eyes also returns.

"I'm afraid of you."

She was just scared, even more baffled by being scared of herself for the first time.

"Scary......? You're no good... scared of me...?

"Yeah, I'm scared. I'm scared of that gaze, I'm scared of what you're saying, I'm sick and super creepy about standing around, I'm scared like a doll, I'm scared of everything already."

"... yes... sorry? But, look... I'm not scared, am I? Don't cry?

"I'm not crying."

"Duh, duh, what am I supposed to do...... oh, relax?

"You."

"Ho, ho, I'm not scared... eh..."

"You're a pain in the ass, smile."

"... I've never been told I'm scared... I don't know what to do..."

"… Completion"

I felt that Orange Sound had figured out how to handle this Metis inside.

The best coward in the world, that is, she becomes scared of everything but herself she wasted herself. Therefore, I was convinced that there could be no such thing as a fear of myself. Because I don't even think about it, like what I think scares me.

Thus, the moment orange sounds say they are scared of themselves, that certainty dissolves. There was the most cowardly person in the world who was afraid of everything, and yet was afraid of himself like that.

Then it's - can't you be more of a coward than the best coward in the world?

And the non-cowardly part is basically, Metis, a personality who can think of others to share cake and wipe sweat for you. I guess I can't help but think that she has to protect the orange noise (a mistake) that is more cowardly than herself.

The orange noise shrugged inside.

- Mary, it looks like you should be scared of Metis.