Kekkon Shoya no Deathloop~Nosuji Reijou wa Nando Shindemo Megemasen~

Moving to the central building, there were no signs of people as soon as possible.

I get unspeakable anxiety about the quiet air because I came from the noisy west wing. It's late at night, and it's normal to be quiet...

I stood in front of Serenia's room and put my hand on the door without even knocking. But whether you pull or push, the door won't open.

"Serenia! Are you in there? It's me, Cattleya! If you're in there, reply to me!

Now knock on the door as much as you can. I didn't even say yes to the door, and I didn't hear a response from inside.

"Somebody! I want to go into Serenia's room. Anyone!

I scream like it sounds in the hallway, but no one came to see how it was like in the west wing.

Shit. When Mr. Riselle visited the room, I think she said she went inside using the servant room key because she didn't hear back. But I don't know where the servant room is.

I can't look for the key now. I can't even go back to the west wing and get a servant. Not like this--

Get out of the way.

Voice from behind.

At the same time, my leg as thick as Marutai slid through my side and hit the door hard as a broken castle hammer.

Bubble, and scream, and the door opens its mouth wide open.

Looking back, he was standing with his brother waving up one leg, apparently following me.

"Brother!

I wasn't out of my way yet.

But because of your brother's power, the abominable door was removed.

"You must hurry. It's bad for the owner, but we're going in."

"Yes!"

Thank you, go inside briefly.

Stepping indoors, the sweet scent tickled my nose.

"Buh!

I cough up unexpectedly. Once I inhaled the smell, my throat and nose were tingled and irritated.

My brother, who was behind me, also poisoned me by keeping his mouth shut.

"Damn, what is this! Are you burning incense?

That's not true. Where is the lady who loves such aggressive incense?

I know this smell. When Serenia was killed, the smell I felt slightly —— and when I was killed in the second loop, the smell I smelled in my room.

After all, the dreamers were reaching this far.

"Brother, don't smell this!

With that voice, I return to the hallway to take a deep breath.

Once I smelled this smell, my throat became clogged and I suffered without even being able to speak. Though at that time, it smelled so good that I first noticed it when I walked into the room.

Anyway, this smell is dangerous. Do not inhale.

So ——

When I made up my mind, I breathed heavily into the room.

"Rare!"

I can hear your brother. But I can't stand it. I mean, I can't afford to.

When I proceeded to the center of the room holding my breath and looked at the bed, I saw Serenia lying in my eyes.

I run over and try to grab Serenia's body. But full of burning pain in his eyes, overflowing tears instantly blocked his vision.

Ouch. And I can't see the front.

But I can't just stop like this, and I close my eyes and keep my tears running, grabbing Serenia's body and pulling it up. Even when suddenly touched, Serenia doesn't look like she's going to react.

I had a bad feeling, but it doesn't make sense to give up here, so I drag it backwards as it is. The unconscious man's body was terribly heavy and he could hardly successfully carry Serenia out. Besides, I breathe heavily into the "hum" and powerful clap.

Wow, I did it.

"--Huh!"

I feel my throat narrow. Once I smelled it, I couldn't breathe anymore, and I coughed up and asked for air. The more I did that, the more suffering I suffered, and nature and my legs stopped. It is a miracle that you did not drop Serenia as a blubber.

If we leave Serenia like this, maybe we can leave the room--

Someone whispered in me, but I dismiss it immediately. I won't. I would never do that. There's no way I can.

Stuck in a poisonous smoky indoor that way, he suddenly lifted his body to someone per Serenia. I hold people like luggage. I quickly know that my big hands belong to my brother.

After a while of vibration, I was thrown and rolled over the cold floor. Apparently, they were able to transport you to the hallway.

The breathlessness persisted even when I got out of the room, and I scratched my throat. Tears still came out, too.

I knew this poisonous smoke, it's spicy. I can see that my brother is also bored behind me.

Am I going to die again like this?

……

Second, there are signs that someone is approaching.

When I opened my mouth, wanting to ask for help somehow, the sound of "kaha" leaked from the back of my throat and slight air poured into my body.

——

Signs stop, then go away. Oh, wait a minute. Please help me.

I want to complain, but my body is at its best to take in the air and I can't even afford to speak out. Repeating his breath desperately, he grabbed his throat and coughed.

"Rae, hey, you're safe......!

"Ha-ha."

My brother didn't inhale much poison smoke, and I hear he can make a good voice out of it.

I open my eyes, too, painfully giving something like a reply. Although there was still pain, I managed to look around.

Serenia was right next to me. Your brother just couldn't seem to afford to let you down politely either, and she's sloppy on the floor. My body doesn't even move tingly.

The breath seemed not to.

◇

Serenia didn't have a breath. But the heart is barely moving, and there is still hope that it will help.

—— That said, the people that she was a healer for doctors and lead soldiers rushed to take her somewhere.

That abominable poison smoke, strangely enough, had disappeared from Serenia's room after a while. Even if we go inside the room again, it won't bitter just because it smells slightly sweet. The servants who came later also seemed to have no problem, so it doesn't mean they were able to tolerate it.

I myself am pimped like a lie to have been so distressed and bored. Though my throat hurts because I coughed so hard, I can breathe normally and speak out.

"But we haven't found the killer yet! I need to sprinkle that poison smoke and catch the guy who attacked Serenia...!

"That's not your role. Anyway, now you need to rest in a safe place and explain what you know to your son-in-law and the army when you calm down."

"That doesn't make sense. There's an assassination group lurking in this castle."

"Then you should be hiding more. It's not your job to find an assassin."

My brother said so while holding me aside.

After I entrusted Serenia to my doctor, I immediately stood up to broil out the criminals. But my brother caught me before I ran off, and he's taken me so forcefully.

Whatever your brother complains about, he won't let me go. Rather, it reinforces the hand of restraint more and more.

The view outside from the window is still dark, but the sky feels a little brighter. I don't have much time.

The Duchess is in charge of my brother. Scratching the servants pretending not to notice that unusual sight, the brother proceeds down the corridor in the east wing.

The whole mansion was now full of noise and anxiety was on everyone's face.

"I heard there's an infirmary around here..."

My brother stopped and looked around at the door lining the hallway.

Once that happened, the door in front of us opened with momentum. From inside comes the Duke and Deacon Farrow trying to pull it back inside.

"Master Crusade! Please rest in the infirmary!

"I wouldn't have a problem with that. It's easier now thanks to the healer. Doctors have told me that the poison has not been effective enough to die because it also came from the periphery"

"What do you say in such a lame way? You can't be alarmed because it's an unknown poison, I heard. The treatment should still continue."

"Prioritize Serenia's treatment. I'll be fine later."

"Do you intend to keep the hand wound intact as well? Worst case scenario, your right hand might be useless."

"Still. Instead, call the lead soldier-- Hmm!?

While there was some serious conversation going on, my brother boldly grabbed up the Duke's body.

I and Deacon Farrow as well as the Duke do a little bit.

So for the first time the Duke seemed to notice our presence, "Brother-in-law!?" He raised his voice.

"Son-in-law. I know what it's like to be in a hurry, but if you fall, a lot of things will stop coming. For the sake of our surroundings, treatment should now be a priority."

"No, but"

"Deacon, can we just keep these two stuffed here for now?

My brother shows me the room where the Duke came out with his chin.

All of a sudden he was called out, and the clerk, who was flabbergasted, briefly leaked his voice, "Ha," but immediately replied with a powerful voice.

"Yes. Please, Master Haltris. I will hurry to bring back those who can be treated."

As Deacon Farrow nodded, his brother threw the Duke and I together and into the infirmary.

I take my passive and rush to the exit, but the door closes immediately. It's not supposed to be locked, but it won't open. Is my brother pushing it outside?

If this happens, we'll get out of the window. When I thought so and looked back, I saw the Duke falling firmly on the floor.

He didn't have a reception, and he didn't have the energy to just get up right away. Isn't it a bright red lie that the healer made it easier? I know exactly why Deacon Farrow was in a hurry.

The escape stopped once and I laid my hands on the Duke's body.

"Duke. Well, anyway, let's get some rest in bed first."

Did the Duke also feel the limit on the boulder, snorts in dust.

I helped the Duke carry him to bed, remembering how my newborn pony stood up.

Above the futon, the Duke grates his throat and hips. The beauty was completely soil dyed, and the clothes were snugly creeped with dry returning blood. Although the bandage is wrapped around his right hand, I guess he hasn't been given a great deal of allowance yet to observe from the words of the Deacon.

Are you hurt?

"Huh?"

In abrupt words, I look up.

Soon the Duke looked worried about this one.

"I would have been treated very abusively by that man.... I hope it doesn't leave any scratches."

"No. It's okay, it is. I bumped into him a lot, but he's fine."

I've been brutalized worse, and I've died many times. Live and have no holes anywhere in your body. The status quo can be described as good. Though I think I was dying earlier.

That's what I thought, and I remembered that guy whose body was pierced.

"Uh, is Mr. Riselle...?

"... still alive, I think"

"Not yet?"

"I was told that that injury would not help. He's already unconscious. I'm letting you get treatment, but it'll be only a matter of time."

—— Oh, no.

I lose my words to what is spoken lightly.

Because you tried to help me, the Duke...

"It's not your fault"

The Duke said it out in a resolute tone so as to see how this one feels.

"I, as head of the Vlage family… as your husband, have responded as I should. Besides, I heard you and your brother-in-law helped Serenia. What a thank you..."

"Yes, no. But not yet..."

Speak up and cut the words. I don't know if it helps yet, what a word, I shouldn't have said.

I changed the subject a little forcefully in an attempt to hide my awkwardness.

"Duke. Why did you come to Mr. Riselle's room then?

To my question, the Duke lays his eyes down a little unexpectedly. Then I glanced back here and answered softly.

"I was going to talk to him"

"Talk...?

"I hurt you badly by denying your complaint without any consideration... I thought about apologizing again, but just apologizing doesn't make sense. Even if it's hard to believe, I thought I needed to talk to Riselle first and find out what's true and false. So... I headed to his room"

"That story is unbelievable and natural. I am the one who blames the Duke unilaterally, without a proper explanation..."

"But you were right about everything."

In a heavily sounding voice, the Duke says.

The Duke's left hand was somehow gripped hard, though his expression remained the same.

"The man I believed to be my friend was a despicable criminal. And because I didn't try to accept your words, you and your sister ended up in danger for their lives. If only I'd realized the nature of that man--"

"It's not the Duke's fault! Besides, you helped me... and yet..."

Earlier strife is recalled in my brain.

I'm the one who created that situation. In the first place, it was a mistake to get into Mr. Riselle's room alone. Maybe he had something like a fight with the Duke, and he was yawning.

You knew Mr. Riselle was being held prisoner in my murder.

My thoughtless actions and choices were going to hurt this man deeply.

"Because of me, you had a friend--"

"That's okay."

"But Mr. Riselle has his own circumstances. If I thought about it and acted properly, it wouldn't have happened."

"... Whatever the circumstances, it is unacceptable to point a blade at my wife"

The Duke shakes his head to the side.

And in an irresistible tone, I went on.

"It's true that when I was young, I was close to that man. But lately, there have been a lot of moves to get into me, and I've been annoyed."

"... eh"

"He was a man who didn't hear very good rumors. Still, this is what I thought was good for the gang and this is the result of my continued relationship."

—— Why, you say that.

That's what I asked, and I whispered.

"So this whole thing is my responsibility for inviting that man in.... you don't have to hurt your chest"

……

I know. The Duke thought of Mr. Risel like a family. When talking about Mr. Riselle, this man was floating tenderness on the top of the Buddha. I should not have suspected at all that Mr. Risel was trying to get into the Duke's house.

"I'd be fine. If you're all right, that's fine."

It shouldn't be okay, there isn't.

Absolutely, it's supposed to be hard.

And yet the Duke is lying to me that he makes me feel a burden.

"... eh"

You shouldn't cry here. If I cry myself out, this guy will also push and kill his feelings and pretend to be fine.

Still, I can't contain my tears when I get in front of the Duke who cares about this one with a blurry body. When I was at least enlightened by tears, I walked out of bed and into the window.

From the sky across the mountain, the orange light is shining.

It's dawn. Will the morning come after all?

... I wish I hadn't come.

With all this feeling, I don't want to welcome this guy tomorrow while he hurts me.

"Are you crying"

When I rinsed my nose, the Duke found out lightly. In haste to return the word of denial, I look back.

His eyes, illuminated by the light of dawn, were of such a sad colour.