I’ve Been Reincarnated into a Man Eating Flower ~Revenge~ ~Till the Day I Eat Him~

Three days later, the Wangdu Caputo execution site.

There was an overflowing audience of evil taste.

I don't know if you care about everyone today, but I'm the only one who bothered to get to the execution site.

Anyway, Red Wings seems like it would be nice if there were one person besides me who would watch him die as a classmate.

By the way, Red Wings is sick and sleeping in the room.

I think I'll buy you some juice to cheer you up on your way home.

Waiting in the venue for a while, Rongkura presents himself by being taken by the executioners, the kingdom soldiers.

She was dressed as a miserable prisoner and completely naughty, headed in front of the guillotine table in heavy footsteps.

My hands are tied behind my back and my hair is cut short.

Because of her long hair, her impression had changed so gallantly that she didn't know who she was for a moment.

Well, my face changed quite a bit when I didn't have makeup, so it's even more so now.

The guillotine table is uselessly decorated with many decorations, for which it has the simple structure of cutting the rope and dropping the blade.

Has Rongkura already given up or did not move when he stood in front of the platform?

That's surprising, I thought you were going to make death current and hysterical.

But tears are transmitted on his cheeks, and he never mourns death.

A soldier removes the shackles of Rongkura, presses his back, and his neck and both wrists are put on the platform.

Further mounting and securing the wooden planks from the top made her body completely immobile.

Once the fixed soldier leaves the scene, he receives a brand new silver sword from another soldier who was beside him.

You mean that's the sword for slashing the rope?

Around the blade is engraved with letters, it seems more like a sword made for liturgy than for real battle.

As the soldiers approached the guillotine table with their swords, the audience's stiffness grew.

Though I don't speak in my voice, I'm starting to feel high inside too.

When I wonder if the execution will finally begin, my chest jumps, my body gets hot.

A soldier waves up his sword.

My body sparkled brightly in the sky.

It's incredibly beautiful and clear, and while you're looking at it...

Bum!

Shaken down, the rope that was lifting the blade was cut.

A blunt guillotine falls on Rongkura's neck.

At the last moment, her gaze and mine stare at each other.

It's a miracle to find me at the end of a crowd.

Thank you for the lovely coincidence and I grinned.

Rongkura opens her eyes to that smile.

As if I just realized, 'You were the sender of the letter'.

"It's too late, Rongkura. I'm sorry."

Rongkura will never hear from me.

Zaku.

The next moment, the blade cut her neck bone-by-bone and her head rolled to the floor with a decoy.

Keep your eyes open, so you're still conscious.

Red blood creeps out on the white and pink cutting surfaces that are lovely.

Eventually the blood overflowed, and the blubber and the floor wet in crimson.

From the audience who saw it, nature and applause begin.

I have heard that the guillotine executions carried out in medieval France had become a national entertainment as a kind of show.

I guess this world is with us.

I also applauded and often enjoyed the unity with the audience.

After being applauded, the soldiers meet gently and start cleaning up and cleaning the bodies.

While the execution site was still overflowing with applause, I glanced at Rongkura's head and left the scene.

After I saw the execution, I went back to my quarters when I bought juice, a specialty in Wang Du.

Heading first, of course, is the red-winged room.

The quarters are for two people each, except for my room, and fortunately my red-winged roommate is paying for it now.

Concon, and knocking on the door, I heard a weak voice, "Go ahead -"

You expected someone to come, it's not locked.

When I walked into the room, Red Wings smiled at me.

"I wish I'd come."

If you were a normal man, you'd fall all the way down with these tricks.

I guess it's because I'm a woman now that I look so defenseless.

"It's good to have lived up to your expectations. By the way, isn't your throat dry?

"I was just about to go get something to drink. Could you have brought me something?

"It was good before I went for a drink. Yes, this, the famous fruit juice in Wang Du. He said he'd be energized."

"Thanks...... that went to Wangdu. Well, no way."

"Exactly. You can't go to the execution site."

Hearing the answer, Red Wings smiled relieved.

"Oh well... that's right, sorry to hear that weird"

I lied as an example.

I've been there, and I've burned it firmly in my eyes.

Your dear friend has already shown you a lovely death.

Thanks to you, I'm in such a good mood right now that I accidentally want to sing my nose.

If you sing it, you'll be suspicious, and I have a problem with having to contain it.

When I brought the chair I had left by the table, I sat beside the bed.

"You still don't drink?

"If you don't drink the white stuffs you bought me, it's hard to drink."

"That's oddly disciplined. Well, then I'll give you a drink."

Turn the straw around and include the juice in your mouth.

It doesn't have much sourness.

It was so sweet and thick that I wondered if it was even in syrup.

It certainly tastes like it will cheer you up.

When I confirmed that I had drunk it, Red Wings drank the straw too.

"It's a hidden taste. It's filled with seafood."

"What, seriously!?

"Douche is a sweet shellfish that tastes like fruit."

"Are you drooling because of that?

"Maybe. But that's what nourishes me."

"I don't feel seafood at all...... I mean, it's pretty tasty. That's food from another world."

Apparently she likes it quite a bit and her juice decreases as she looks at it.

If you have this much appetite, is your illness temporary?

I guess it comes from the mental burden that today is the day of execution.

The two of us drink the juice silently for a while.

Red feathers, who had finished drinking earlier, opened their teats waiting for me to drink them up.

"I wasn't really aware because I was floating around getting Anima, but now I think. He wondered why he was brought into a world like this. If I hadn't been brought... even Rongkura and the others wouldn't have died."

It's about people dying, it's fresh too.

I guess I waited because I didn't think it was anything to talk about while drinking something.

"I... I know it's careless at a time like this, but I don't know if it's too hard"

"What?"

"'Cause, you see, nobody was on my side, including my family. Instead, I can't even afford for everyone to care about me, so I can talk to Akaba, and it's easier. [M]... Sorry, I said this to say my friend is dead"

"Mmm, don't apologize. That's how we made it happen."

If I had said such a busy thing before, I would have been beaten up.

No, because Red Wings didn't get their hands on it directly or they were basically just watching it far-winded.

"Instead, I should apologize. Maybe there's nothing you can do about apologizing... sorry"

"There's nothing I can do about it, Red Wings hasn't done anything about it."

"I was just watching. I didn't do anything. Think it's worse than getting your hands on it directly."

"It's enough for you to think so. Besides, I enjoy talking to Mr. Akaba like this, so the deduction is very positive."

"White Stuff..."

Aside from the reason, it's true that it's fun.

There's no one else but Red Wings who feels happy talking to others.

"Shit, if White Stuff was a man, I might have fallen in love"

"I'm still a man in it."

"If you want to claim a man, come back out with your breasts smaller than mine."

Saying, Red Wings stared at my chest.

"Oh, if it makes you feel so much easier just to talk, I should have talked to White Stuff sooner"

I often tell you that I never even tried to listen to you before.

"Even if I wanted to talk to you, there's no clearance for you to go in if there's Gui-kun or Hirose nearby."

"Really? Those two are pretty much my pace, so I throw around a lot about me and go somewhere. Not even now."

"Maybe even today?

"Yes, I'm training. They're so muscular that they don't understand how delicate people feel."

"Sure, it's terrible to leave Mr. Red Wings alone even though he's so weak. But those two...... I don't think Hirose in particular wants to show his weaknesses to others. As the same man."

"It's a blatant man appeal"

"So even a man."

Gui and Hirose remain voluntarily for training, both on days off and after training.

The two talented people from the beginning were improving their level thanks to that practice and were jumping through even more to gain powerful power.

Ivy seems to expect it from them, too, and occasionally they hang out with voluntary practice.

"So, what do you mean, Toshiro doesn't want to show his weakness?

"Hirose-kun was a class leader, so I guess he's regretting how many people have died"

"So, training?

"To distract remorse, and sometimes protect your loved ones."

"That's why they left me. I'm not happy at all."

With that said, the red feathers are on.

I'm only saying "someone important," and she thinks it's her.

I guess I'm so confident because I'm childhood friendly.

You're a little jealous.

"Yeah, I'm starting to feel like I could sleep if I'm in the mood right now"

"You weren't asleep?

"I couldn't sleep, I thought about it a lot. But thanks to the white pack, I felt better."

"Well, then it's time for me to go to my room."

Standing up saying it was bad not to disturb Red Wings sleep, trying to put the chair back together.

Her fingertips pinched the end of my clothes.

Looking back, there was a red feather that turned red on his face and turned that way.

When I laugh mischievously, I put my hand on her forehead.

"You have fever, don't you?

With that said, the red-winged face turned bright red even more.

"Hey, don't get on with it! What... you're touching me."

"Bad red feathers you've stopped"

"Ugh..."

Releasing her hand from the forehead of the red feather she could not argue with, she shouted lonely "Ah......"

I give up getting out of my room and sit in my chair again.

"Shall I stay with you until you fall asleep?

"Hopefully... I want you to hold my hand, too"

"Mr. Red Wings is a pretty sweet type."

"Ugh, shut up and hold it!

I grinned and grinned at the red-winged hand. [M]

Standing still, she starts to get some sleep in about 10 minutes.

When I let go of my hand and stroked my forehead gently at the end, I left the room behind.

◆ ◆ ◆

Planus knocked on the door of Concon, and Ivy's room.

”I'm sure he hasn't come back from the execution yard yet.” I tried not to, but unexpectedly, "Go ahead," he replies.

When I walked into the room, there was a look of her tilting the cup with a dark look.

"You were already back."

"Because I didn't want to stay there long...... Phew"

Ivy sighed loudly.

She had taken herself to the execution yard as chief of the Knights, looking out for the end of the Anima user who had called from different worlds.

There is no way that the four of us can be shown to die and not feel depressed.

"I brought you some sweets, do you want some?

"You've been making me?

"I was hoping you'd cheer me up a little bit"

"Thank you. I'll get you some tea for Planus, so just sit there."

When I'm alone, I just really think about the dark.

Ivy was so grateful from the bottom of her heart that Planus came to the room like this.

Well, Planus visits here frequently these days, so I was hoping somewhere in my mind "Planus would come”.

Needless to say, that was the effect of Cape's advice.

As long as Planus is beside Ivy, Mizuki can't come close to Ivy.

I didn't need anything special, I'm just nearby, that's good enough.

Thanks to this, Ivy and Mizuki were clearly spending less time together these days.

Ivy sits himself in the chair across the street when he puts the teacup he poured in front of Planus, who sat down in the chair.

"I'm sorry, I really should have gone to the execution center too, shouldn't I?"

"I don't like pranas like that, don't worry about it"

"But I'm the one who called them..."

"It's not Pranas who suggested the summons, it's my job, the Knights Commander, to take responsibility"

"Is there anything I can do?

"It's enough for you to come to your room like this, because talking to Planus will reassure your mind."

It was also Ivy's strengths and weaknesses that I could say this in the face.

She's going to take it for granted.

I'm unconscious of how heavily that word affects Planus.

Pranas continued his conversation with Ivy as he put his hand on his chest to keep his palpitations down.

"Doesn't that mean you're cornered enough to seek peace of mind? I knew it wasn't a good idea about the Imperial messenger."

"Well...... First of all, I was surprised that the Foreign Secretary had secretly invited a messenger, but worse relations with the Empire would be inevitable than having killed it. At least say the eyes of peace have completely disappeared."

"Really..."

Pranas could not say that he was involved in one case himself.

For one thing, it was an act of wishing the war was over to protect Ivy's life, but it turned out to create a cause to exacerbate the war.

If she finds out about it, she might hate herself - because that's how I've thought about it.

"If the messenger's case had been leaked, would there have been a spy diving into the castle"

"Or it was either made to do by extremist humans, hostile to the Foreign Secretary. Whatever it is, I'm in trouble with any more anima usage, and I've been told to finish training immediately and send them to the front line, I don't have much time left."

"Does that mean Ivy's going to the front line with you, too?

"You will...... oh Planus, don't look so sad. You think I'm gonna die just because I went to the front?

"I'm going to be separated. Besides, we hear the war is in the Allies' favor."

"Even so. I'm as much an animator as I was called" The King's Wall, "and I'm not gonna die that easily."

Ivy stroked Planus' head.

But now Planus isn't as simple as that cures your mood as it was when you were a kid.

Looking at her fluffy face, Ivy laughed bitterly like she was in trouble.

"You're weak...... you don't believe my words?

"The way you put it is cowardly."

"I haven't decided to go to the front yet, and I haven't finished my minimal training yet, even if I do, I still have a reprieve."

"But you're more than likely to go."

Ivy scratches her head with a troubled face to Planus, who doesn't quite convince me.

From an early age, she has protected the weak Planus.

That, for one thing, is nothing more than a desire for Planus to be independent.

But Planus wants to be with Ivy all the time.

At that point, the two were deadly wrong.

That's why Ivy doesn't understand Planus.

Because I don't understand.

"Pranas will always be sweet. Then why don't you sleep with me tonight? Then you'll feel a little clearer."

- I'm going to make fun of Planus, and I'm going to say that.

I don't even imagine the other person taking the word for granted.

"Is that okay?

"To?"

"Well... I'll bring pillows and sleeping clothes"

"No, that's... that?

Planus leaving the room with a quick move, faster than telling me it was a joke, no heart or pleasure.

Ivy, left in the room, scratched her head with a troubled face again.

"I haven't slept with you since I was a kid... that sounds like fun too, okay"

I'm not stopping you here forcefully, so Planus won't be away from Ivy forever.

Ivy herself might want it somewhere in her mind.

Suddenly the room gets quiet.

Once alone, thought begins to move on to the negative again.

The problem is the forthcoming night training.

Animal vision does not rely solely on light, which means it can move without problems even in the dark.

But the problem is that the landscape seen in the dark is completely different from the landscape seen by humans.

We must rely on a faint stream of magic filled with the world.

It took some getting used to.

For that reason, even if we needed to send them straight to the front, we couldn't avoid night training alone.

If only they could remember how to move at night, then they would get experience by sending themselves to the front line and throwing themselves into the actual war.

Rough healing, but I can't afford to care enough about them in the kingdom right now.

"I hope it's all over..."

If you use anima at some level, even in your first battle in the dark, you should be able to hunt without problems if you are a "demon appearing in the shallow parts” of Silva Forest, or Mount Ignifer.

Minimum training for this was meant to have been completed by today.

If only the happenings hadn't happened, the night training would be over without delay.

I can't say enough training, but that finally sends them off to the battlefield.

If dozens of animators join the line, they should be able to change the status quo on one side of the battle.

In order to do this, we must, at all costs, successfully train at night.

If something happens, I won't let it fall into the wrong hands about the crane.

As a teacher, this time I will try to protect them.

Even though I was so determined - the anxiety surrounding Ivy's chest never cleared up.