Illimitable Until Death

“Can I hear it, too? ”

When this phrase came out of a teenager's mouth, the surrounding air was under pressure.

It's an unknown kind of pressure that even the surrounding crowd can't perceive, but is eaten once it is perceived.

The pressure is very weak, but there is an unquestionable sense of ferocity.

That feeling, it's like telling someone.

“I can't refuse my request, or I won't be happy. ”

That's all I'm saying.

Naturally, if you upset the teenager in front of you, no one can predict what will happen.

But at least one thing is predictable.

That is, it's definitely not something that makes people happy.

That's what Sylvia and Rem think.

“Hmm...”

Rem stared at each other dead, but he became tight and even began to tremble slightly.

It is a manifestation of being overwhelmed by each other's presence and viciousness.

Though he could not feel any threat from the teenager in front of him, his instinct sounded a grief and told Rem how unusual the situation was.

“Ahhh...”

Suddenly, Rem opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

And looking at a Rem like this, the other person twisted his head like it was incredible.

“I said, am I asking? Am I interrogating? Why didn't you get a response? ”

The teenager sighed a little exaggerated and said so.

“In this world, no matter what kind of person should be entitled to equal dialogue, even if we did not know each other at all, but even if someone spoke to you on the side of the road, it is only natural to give a response, which is the right of the person who spoke to you, and if you cannot do so, is it not tantamount to trampling on the rights of others? Isn't that a mistake? It's not supposed to be promoted, is it? ”

The teenager spoke so suddenly that the words said seemed reasonable, but there was a feeling of being exaggerated unilaterally.

“Or is that it? You don't think people like me deserve equal treatment? That's outrageous! ”

The teenager raised his head slightly.

Appearing under the hood is a pale hair silk and a pair of intricate emotions with cold eyes.

“If you do not understand, let me repeat that when I am questioned by others, it is the common sense of mutual respect to respond, and if not, to deny others the right to equal dialogue. ”

The magic in a teenager's eyes began to go crazy.

“In other words, your actions are a wanton violation of my rights. ”

“It's like --" Greed. "”

After that, the teenager reached out his hand in the direction of Rem.

“ ———— ”

That was very... very... very slow.

Just as it was intended to gently touch the girl's cheek and give her pity, the teenager reached out to Rem.

With Rem's ability to hide this hand, it's simply easy.

However, Rem's body is as stiff as it is coagulated and immobile.

That's not because Rem was affected by unknown restraint magic.

It's not because the teenager in front of him did anything to Rem.

At this moment, there is not even one factor that prevents Rem from moving.

But Rem just can't move.

Not for the others.

Like a mouse, if the cat pushes it into the corner, it can only stand where it is, shaking because of fear.

Now, that's just the way Rem is.

Look at the hand that reaches out to herself, and Rem's instinct as a ghost tribe tells her.

She, has been forced to despair.

When that hand touches itself, it crushes itself like a fragile tofu.

So, even if the brain was telling Rem that it had to hide, the body's instincts seemed to have given up and could not move at all.

So Rem had to watch.

Watching "Death" approach itself.

Until

“I'm sorry, could you please not scare my maid? ”

Clear and beautiful sounds like water beads were introduced into the juvenile's ears, allowing the juvenile to move as one of the stagnants, while also allowing Rem's body to regain its freedom as if it had been liberated.

Sylvia suddenly appeared in front of Rem, shielding Rem, who was breathing heavily, and her cyanotic eyes stared closely at the teenager.

And Sylvia's attitude is not as intimate as it used to be, only with a smile on her face.

“While you say that this is an infringement of your right to eavesdrop on others' conversations without their permission, is that not an infringement of others' right to privacy? ”

The sound is still so beautiful, but there's already a tingle inside.

This forced teenagers to keep their eyes open.

“You say I'm violating your right to privacy? ”

Juveniles were aware of the problem as if they were just now, and then they felt ridiculous, and they stalled.

“That is not true, at least I think it is not, after all, that you are engaged in a dialogue in public, which proves that you have no intention of hiding, and since that is so, all those who pass through here, including me, are right without any fault, even if they have heard it, it should be you who are at fault. ”

Juveniles say things like that as if they deserve it.

“If you don't want to be heard, you have to do your own hidden work. If you don't want to be perceived, you have to hide your own things. If you don't even do these preparations, but someone hears the conversation, isn't that what you're supposed to do? ”

Juveniles correct this in a somewhat nagging way.

“In other words, I have no place to be accused, let alone any reason to be questioned, and there is something wrong with you, and I am right, and in recognition of that, I would not consider it a gift to try to impose an unwarranted charge on me. ”

Juveniles use such language as a conclusive argument to explain their legitimacy to Sylvia.

Undoubtedly, however, it is all about unilaterally questioning the behaviour of the opponent, without regard for the occasion, without regard for identity, without regard for any element around it, but only by defining what is in its own interest.

That is, it's a serious nonsense.

And Sylvia confirmed it.

The teenager in front of him is disconnected from the world.

Your common sense does not apply to each other.

The other person's common sense does not apply to them.

Plus the specificity that implicit ambiguity can feel.

This person...

“It's dangerous, you have to be careful. ”

JOAN left such a heavy word in Sylvia's heart that Sylvia's expression also grew.

“Rem. ”

Sylvia didn't hesitate to say that.

“Get out of here and go back to the notifying party. ”

As soon as this was said, Rem's reaction had not been made in time, and the teenager was stimulated.

Next...

“Boom boom -! ”

Terrible shock, sweeping around.