Instant Messiah

- It's a farce.

Gallon Vermillion thinks.

She was staring at them. Laughing happily, I was watching them.

- I like it, stay here for a while, let's have a drink.

- No, no, no, for that reason.

- Don't worry so much, I let you sneak up on the transfer magic formation for business. Miss Chris... if I call you this already, it won't taste good, Your Majesty, but don't tell me.

- How reasonably bold.

- If it's a big fight, you can go fast. I've been bored lately, whatever I'm doing directly to Tiamaria...... oh, sorry mom, I'm getting too far on track. You know, when I do it, it changes the terrain.

- He's a noble man, sir.

- Gahahahahahaha! Yeah, I'm proud of my grandeur and rigidity. Gahahahahaha!

... My daughter leans down as she hears the laughter of her father, who should have heard it.

... I knew.

This is a farce.

I was so reminded of that yesterday that I didn't want to.

- Nine woke up and couldn't help it.

I've been in medical care since this guy fell asleep, but he woke up in the middle of something bad while he was out of the room occasionally to make extras.

Nothing. I didn't ask you to wake up at the moment I spoke, or to hold back the hand you were holding, but it's still bad between us. I thought so.

But fortunately, it doesn't change.

The moment the therapist left the room saying he was no longer worried, he accidentally hugged Nine.

"You idiot, you can't! Don't be patient!

"... because it's a boy. You want to dress up."

"... stupid, you, true, stupid...!

"It's terrible. But I'm glad you're safe over there. Are you hurt or something?

"Don't worry about my weak habits, my body, worry about me...!

"Mmm."

Body temperature in your arms, that tells you for sure that the man is alive safely.

This fool was safe. You helped me.................. I may be careless, but I still can't forbid joy.

And. The air was returning as usual. When we were in the castle, it calmed the two of us down, and we could get back together like that. Finally, finally...!

I was thinking about it with a man's head in my arms.

... but the worries in my chest are not gone.

With Nine's safety confirmed, my head finally began to calm down, which is why I noticed the discomfort.

- With that said, I haven't seen my parents' faces since I got home.

When we get back safely, that's what we're supposed to be telling them, but they never come here to show their faces... why not?

Really abandoned...... Nine said he didn't have to worry about that, even so.

In case you did, it's an unnatural story.

If my parents had limited themselves, they wouldn't have let me in the house.

Or conversely, if you were worried about me, why don't you come and see your face more than anything else? If you said that you had been searching directly, you would have already been able to get back to me.

Why was I taken care of by Nine at night and not blamed for it?

The way I snuck up on the diner, Nine seemed to have been neglected by my father for a long time.

"... but Mr. Gallon? Hey, it's a little painful..."

It hurts.

By the time I realized it, I was holding the man's head in my arms tight. No, Nine was speaking out in protest at the power that was too strong.

Bad, bad, grab my shoulder and distance myself.

... I've been doing a pretty daring thing lately, but this guy is Suhei, so he could be stretching it under his nose.

Although this isn't the first time I've done this kind of skinship, at first, the kind of illumination I had when I let this guy call me my mother remained.

- I see this guy's face like that because I didn't feel surprisingly bad. So on several occasions, I've even made him sweet in the castle.

... On the contrary, I might have been sweet. This guy didn't say anything, so I feel wild saying something from here.

uncomfortable.

Something, I had a bad feeling.

Why are you thinking about this right now...?

... I can tell you about my parents. Now let's honestly rejoice in the safety of this guy, even if you think so, the anxiety in his chest, which should have been covered, seeps out.

Why should I feel like this when I'm letting people bury their faces in their chests? My breasts aren't that cheap. It's all Nine's fault.

Aware of the eight hits I could see for myself like that, I said one thing... breathe one breath, trying to curse you even with this color mess.

... I saw Nine's face from the front.

The man was laughing.

He looked like he was going to cry, and he was laughing.

"... Nine? What's wrong with you...?

"... I'm sorry, Mr. Gallon. I'm sorry."

"What, I'm apologizing. You helped me...? Why apologize?"

"I did irrevocably. I'm sure you won't forgive me anymore."

"What are you talking about? What did you do to me?

……

"Tell me, you can't keep your mouth shut!

"... your parents"

"Oh!?

Give it a try.

I was just thinking about my parents. I know you weren't told, but the topic is too much.

My parents... what the hell. You don't have the balls to do anything about it, my father and mother.

"You respected me, didn't you, parents? I knew that. [M] I knew it."

"... oh, hey"

"I knew how that felt. I also meant my parents, because it was important (...). I've always thought it was important (...). Yes, father and mother..."

"You, what have you done? Hey. What's wrong with my fathers!

My own parents are strong.

I've been watching it. That's the fact I know because I've been watching it ever since I was born. It's not just the body, it's the mind.

To humans, someone you can do something about. Bye...... No, I know that Koitz stopped the apostle, and he released his restraint, but still.

That father.

That mother.

It has always been my wall, a being to cross. A benefactor who grew me gently.

...... I loved you. I was lonely when I left my hometown.

"Oh, I missed you, I can't see you anymore. Where..."

My consciousness turns to the past as I listen to Nine whine, as if I miss something, pompous, pompous.

At thirteen, I pressed myself against the castle of Diabolo. He wanted to go to the castle, and my mother disagreed when she told him the idea, and my father silenced him.

But I know.

That he was sneaking me off the shadow of the gate when he left the house without even following his squire.

Even now, I'm worried enough to ask how I'm doing until I bow my head to Aroma, who I'm not supposed to like.

"Nowhere. Because I'm not in the world, because I can't see you anymore. That's why I asked. To you, instead."

My father likes booze and laughs out loud.

A mother who pours alcohol in praise of her father like that.

Myself watching in awe.

I recall.

The old landscape comes back to life for some reason.

"My mother always wanted it. I haven't been around for the last ten years. My mother..."

When I was a child who fell and cried. Two people who give themselves up like that. My father encouraged me, and my mother stroked my head.

There are others.

My mother used to sing me lullabies before I fell asleep. With a beautiful gentle voice.

I also know my father was practicing in the garden trying to sneak into that circle. It was shitty.

Such an embarrassing, but unchangeable memory.

"You told me that Mamagoto was over. But I didn't want it to end. [M] I couldn't stop this trick."

- Old memories, important memories, come back to my brain, as if I were to say I can't get them back...!

"… contract. I'm sure Mr. Gallon doesn't remember the story. As soon as I signed the contract, the distance went away, and it didn't seem to work very well anymore."

Contract......?

Of what?

With who, who?

... what?

"What are you talking about! Let's get to the point! Your story is complete! I don't know, man!

- I wanted it to be a good addition.

The man in front of me, putting himself down and talking to himself, suddenly got angry.

What do you do and what are you apologizing for?

What did I do to be apologized for?

I wanted you to tell me everything. Otherwise, I cannot be angry or forgiven.

That's why I yelled.

... Then Nine shrugged her shoulders, frightened as if she had been yelled at by her mother.

I remember something close to guilt for a moment when I look like that, but I shake my head and kick it out.

How much more could I have done than to say it in such a turning way?

If so, there was no way I could have stayed without asking about the circumstances.

... Nine shuts her mouth for a moment, following the way she had been so eloquent but so eloquent.

But soon enough a tiny voice unheard came out of Nine's mouth, and ears bigger than his own man, picked it up.

... Nine repeated his earlier words again.

"You respected me, didn't you, parents?

He looks like Nobu and spins his words.

"I knew you cared about them. But..."

So one, he swallows his spit and opens his mouth again.

"To tell the truth, they were trying to kill me. That's what happened just before you were caught. He hated me so much..."

"Become...!

"It was their very last passion that made me talk to you. But after you were captured... of course I told your parents first, but they suspected me first."

……

"I couldn't even go help you like that. I can't believe I gave you the kidnapping instructions. Come on, man."

"... I don't know."

"... if I'm just going to die. Still, I dare say, I won't stand for you to die. Didn't."

- So let me use my last resort.

So Nine leaned down, pampered, and said.

Twice, I hit both hands.

So I came into the room...

"- Hey, gallon! What a mess!

"Hmm?... Ah, oh. Oh, my God, Dad."

"Oh, my God, he's already going back to the castle. Retain you, too."

Now, consciousness returns.

... This is how my father talks, no matter how he sees it, he's no different than he's ever been.

As usual, it was lavish, huge mess, mouthless, proud Vermillion.

"Mr. Gallon. We need to go home now. We're all worried, aren't we? Let's go home."

Nine, who thus lifts his voice pitifully, was just a human being, as usual.

But I already know.

I have learned that this whole place is only a farce painted by Nine.

... I wanted to know, I didn't.

To be honest, I didn't want to know, that's not true.

"I'm going to marry my daughter, Temé. Can't you drink my wine?" Who the hell do you think I am?

"Look, look, Gallon, help me."

"Ho ho man, a glass first. It's my secret, taste it!

"Ababa! I can't help it anymore..."

That said, Nine holds his hands together in front of his eyes.

- Pampered, and twice.

I wake up that nightmare, I heard a clap.

"Vermillion (...). Wait (...)"

That one word.

It's just lame, in that word of Nine.

Perfect. My father, who was as noisy as I am, shuts up.

My mother, who was looking at them with indescribable eyes, also stops.

No blinking, no limping. As if time had stopped, the two suddenly, stopped moving.

... This room, where no one talks, suddenly gets quiet and that makes me terribly anxious about myself.

"... Mr. Gallon. The answer to the question I couldn't get yesterday, can I have it on this occasion?

With quiet eyes, Nine stares this way.

... No, it's not quiet.

Rough. In Nine's mind, it's badly disturbed.

Nine is taking care of herself, but I get it.

I am a wolf. The other person's feelings, not just their appearance, can tell by the smell.

No, I can only tell by the smell.

"I want a family. I want a place......... before you, Diabolo could be a place. That's what you said."

I remember.

When Nine told me to sacrifice 200 human beings.

In a dim chamber, I did say something that meant something like that.

"But that's not enough. My mother is gone. But then I can't do it. I want my happiness back."

- 'Cause you said so. I'm unhappy. Happy then... that there isn't.

Nine resented the blur and said so.

I remember that too.

When I came back from Tiamaria, I was desperate, like now, to the guy who said that laughing with a crying face, and I did say that.

"... as you can see. Your parents have become my dolls…… but they remain the same unless I order them to."

... Yesterday. Parents who came into the room at the same time Nine hit their hand.

Two people with no emotions on their faces and not a word to say.

Yeah, I didn't even say it. I saw the two of them, and I yelled at myself, "What do you mean?"

This is what happened to Nine, he said, pale.

Whatever, I stuck it back.

Impossible, Nine said.

Just as usual, unless you order it. That's what I said.

"... you can't trust me, hey, well. So again, I showed them the way they always do."

Oh.

I know.

Earlier in the conversation, I couldn't find one thing about how my parents were changing.

But, oh.

I wanted to think that stuff was a bad dream about yesterday.

But.

Until just now, the two of us went a long way out of our own minds, as usual...

... I could also be angry.

My parents were trying to take Nine's life... and I'm sure that's not a lie. But I still can't forgive you, I thought so.

I'm sure you could have killed him.

Killing Nine on the spot must have been easy. When I grabbed my collar up, this guy didn't resist at all.

I ask on it, distressing my face painfully,. Yesterday he threw me one question.

... In the end, having taken my hand off Nine's neck, I put the answer on hold.

And now they're reminding me of that debt.

"... I have been robbed of my parents by you. Now I've taken my parents away from you... your revenge."

So Nine, looking back, "Sit down," he commands his father and mother.

My parents, that's what crouches on the chair like a dog, it's not too much to look at, it distracts me.

……

"... Mr. Gallon. Again, listen. Be my mother."

- Please.

That's what Nine said, her eyes closed.

Once, like the first time I gave a lecture, I tried to kill you.

He exposed the irresistibility, the defenselessness, in front of himself.

... Nine and before I called you for the first time. Even then, he was like this...

... I don't mind if you abandon me.

I don't resent it.

That's how attitude and smell tell the story. At that time, and in a mundane way.

... not pretending. Really, it doesn't matter if I kill myself, that way.

So I wave my right hand in the way I did then.

And stretch it toward the nines......

I held it.