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

On Safa Street late at night, instead of passers-by, I didn't even see a floater sleeping slightly on the side of the road.

Riselle takes a quiet path as if dead, overlooked by the lights out houses.

Eventually, when he reached the point, one man stood there with a gentle grin.

"I was disappointed that you didn't come yesterday. Ms Riselle Rosso."

"... you're the sender of that box"

"Today's gift seems to have been a pleasure. More importantly. This one's worth the effort."

The man said familiarly and took a step forward.

Riselle observes the man as she explores if there are any other signs around.

He was a strange man. The voice is young, but the face looks as young or of some age. She wears tailored clothes and looks small, but has a bad attitude on her nose. Though I have a nostalgic smile, I can't read what emotions I have in the back of it.

"Who are you?"

"Do you know what that bird is?"

The man keeps talking on his own. He's not willing to answer this question.

While suppressing frustration, Riselle dated a man's inquiry.

"The bird Serenia kept, it would be"

"Exactly. Lili, the cunt you gave Serenia two years ago, to be exact."

"Hey, I've done pathetic things to Lili," the man says soaking up, asking for his expression. Riselle asked patiently and further, even though she let her normal heart wave a little.

"How did you bring out that bird"

"How? You know what, sneak into Serenia's room and get a birdcage--"

Riselle quickly pulled out her lower back sword and stuck her cut to the man's throat.

There is no time for men to avoid flowing motions. —— And he didn't even seem willing to avoid it.

While he was in a situation where he was likely to get his throat pierced if he moved one step, the man looked alternately at the blade and Risel with "Hmm," and then said like any other HR.

"Will you kill me? I don't really recommend it."

"I don't kill. I'll capture you and turn you over to the soldiers."

"Before I take you, why don't you ask me about this purpose?"

"The Wang Du Knights don't lend ears to criminal bullshit or anything. The purpose of this crap is to spit it out even during interrogation."

"Ah, are you a Wang Du knight? You have no pieces of loyalty to the king."

"... what?"

Sword tip shakes slightly. The man chuckled as he spotted the slightest upset of Riselle.

"I know. Eight years ago, when the Dukes of Vlage died, they said you had a lot of toothache. It's a terrible story indeed. Whatever it was, the country buried the unnatural death for the crappy face, while it was cleaned up by accident."

"What..."

"But you shouldn't. It should be strictly forbidden by royal decree to investigate again the death of the Dukes and their wives. The previous king who gave his life has already passed away, but just because he's dead doesn't mean his royal life will go away. Yet you have been hiding behind the shadows of an incident eight years ago with your friends. You don't seem to have achieved much."

……

"Well, just do a little research and everyone will know that you only have loyalty to the upper side. That attitude is obviously leaking, so it floats among the Knights. It's fine to be honest, but I also need to learn a little bit about abdominal arts."

"What do you want to say? You mean you went out of your way to sneak into the Duke's house to preach me and harass me with your hands"

Again, Riselle put her strength into her sword-held hand.

The tip of the sword caresses slightly the neck of the man, and a red line rises.

Still, the man shook his head without breaking his grin, absurdly.

"No way. I just want to ask you something, as the letter says. That's just a little advice."

If it's normal, I'd never go out with such a frigid man story.

But it was clear that this man approached with some malice and purpose. And it's also known that the Riselles are secretly looking into an eight-year-old incident.

Hand it over to the soldiers like this, and it could be harmful to Crusade and Serenia. With that in mind, Riselle reluctantly decided to continue her conversation with the man.

"... I'll ask you what you want and what you do. Wishes are what"

"It's the murder of a certain person."

This is ridiculous. I ask you more than ever what you want to say.

"Whose murder?"

"You know your name, too. Tips are --"

"Stop saying things that can get in the way. I'm gonna throw up."

"That's rude."

The man looked deliberately over his shoulder. On that clap, a new red line ran on the neck muscle.

"Then let me get this straight. What I want you to kill is a local nobleman, Caterea Balto. You're the woman we're talking about, who stopped marrying the Duke of Vlage a week later."

"... what?

To a name so unexpected, Riselle raised her voice to listen back.

I thought the man was going to name Crusade or his master. If you're a person close to Riselle and you say someone whose life is going to be targeted, there are only these two.

But I didn't expect the name of my best friend's bride to come out. I was struck by the void and even lost sight of the timing of my anger.

"Do you think I would take such a request?

"Yeah, sure."

Confident affirmation is returned.

At the same time, the moon peered into his face from a slice of cloud. A man's smile is lit blue and white.

—— This man is not the one who should exchange words for a long time. Yes, my instincts rang the alarm.

Lest anxiety be understood, Riselle uttered the word before the man uttered the next word.

"... I know perfectly well that you are stupid. And I've been with your story for a long time, too. Illegal entry into the Duke's Castle, acts of intimidation against the Knights of the King's Capital, and incitement to murder —— all are splendid crimes. Go to jail and repent of all your stupidity."

Risel removes his sword tip from the man's neck and holds the blade in his sheath. He then quickly turned to the man's back and twisted his defenseless right hand up to his back.

He shows no resistance, and lightly the man is restrained. "There he was," the man raised an emotional voice, even surprisingly, one eyebrow.

"You're in trouble. I didn't know you were such a good judge."

"You listen to me like you've learned so much about me. I don't remember having an acquaintance like you.

"Because you sniff around about us, I've done a lot of research in retaliation. That's why I know you."

"Do what's stupid. The more the mistake --"

"I'm part of an organization you call dream eating. You're the one who poked at me first, Mr. Riselle."

It took a few beats to swallow the meaning of the word "dream-eating".

Realizing that a man is sending a satisfying gaze at himself for stopping the movement, Riselle strengthens the power of restraint. The feeling of gizzards and joints came through my hands, but the man remained a cool face.

"Don't repeat the nonsense joke. You want to piss me off that much."

"No way, I'm not joking here. Yeah, I don't know how you can believe that."

"Shut up. Just..."

"For example, the couple had died then to sleep in Madame's bedroom, or something. The lady had summoned a silk nightgown, or something. The room was decorated with still life paintings that Madame had just purchased, etc.

If you put it this way, can you believe me a little bit? "

"... na"

Surprised, I lost my power from my hand.

In that gap the man paid Risel's hand and then escaped the restraint to show it. And say more deliberately.

"Oh yeah. You also know that Serenia was the first person to discover the death of the couple. She, was she only about eight or nine years old at the time? Poor thing."

"How could you do that?"

Forget to go after the man who escaped from hand, and that's what Risel asks.

Materials describing the situation at the time have been discarded some time ago.

Though rumors have been widely whispered that the couple's death was in fact other killings, there should have been no reason for outsiders to know the details. Not to mention Serenia as the first discoverer and so on...

"So I'm a dream eater. No wonder you knew about it, as much as you did before and after the murder of the couple. By the way, the assassin was still lurking nearby when Serenia jumped into Madame's bedroom. No, you had a crisis."

With words that darkened something, the man peered into the bewildered Riselle's eyes.

"I'm so glad you're not going to get killed until she does. Otherwise, you wouldn't have seen your poor face like that. He was originally adorable, but I think he has polished himself to more and more beauty, resembling your late mother here lately. … there is no need for you to be obsessed.

Today, she was calling for a vine-colored dress, and that looked good on her again. See, that dress you wore the last time you visited the castle. "

……

"Don't you remember? Mr. Riselle looks great, too, what a compliment you said. She was laughing and flushing on the spot, but she was actually very happy then. Vine colors are the colors that Mrs. Vlage loved all her life."

That was true, too.

Before Riselle, who was stunned, the man spoke in a play-handed manner, as if he had seen Serenia's recent developments.

A bold tribute to the queen at the night club, secretly sending the social community away. And then there was a sibling fight at the castle.

A story I've never even heard of Riselle spills out of a man's mouth.

"Today, Serenia said she was preparing the room for her new sister-in-law. Mrs. Vlage's bedroom, which seems like a hard pile of memories to her, dares to dress there in clothes similar to those of her deceased mother, and prepare a room for the newly arrived Mrs. Vlage. Don't you think it's quite a temperament?"

"... don't"

An unquestionable certainty had spread in his chest.

But if you admit it, it will be irrevocable. I get drunk by the malevolence of the man in front of me.

Before that happens, we need to capture the man again and block his mouth.

Before hearing the next word, Riselle tries to put her hands up on the sword pattern. But earlier, the man opened his mouth.

"It's a waste of time, so it's time to get straight to work. As you can guess, we are currently lurking a large number of our associates in the castle hall of the Vlage family. If I say yes, it is possible for them to kill Mr. Serenia immediately. If you don't want to lose her, kill Lord Vlage's bride on your wedding night"

"... eh"

"Of course, I keep a good eye on you. Kill Mr. Serenia at the time you try to divulge this story to the outside world. Even if you don't feel like it, I'll kill you when I decide you're in danger of failing in your plan. Be careful not to inadvertently imitate us."

"I... believe in such stories..."

"Oh, that payback is a little painful. If you don't believe me, I think you're going to hold me back and slash me."

If you can do it, try it, but the man spread his hands.

"Well, it's not too late now. Please do as you please. But I had a hunch, so I didn't tell anyone where I was going, and I guess I got here all by myself. Oh, or I don't know if there were any friends nearby I could trust."

Words that smell surveillance stop the hand that was trying to grab the sword.

Fingertips wandered near the pattern for a while, but exposed to the man's tried gaze, Riselle eventually lowered her arms sloppily.

My fists tremble with humiliation being rolled over my palms and anger at myself for giving in to threats easily. But here, I couldn't wield the power to leave my emotions to you.

"... why bother trying to instruct me to kill using hostages and other troublesome methods. If all your words are true, you alone should be able to kill the bride."

"Well, it's certainly easy if you just kill it. If we kill the bride, it doesn't taste that great."

"Savory...?

"You commit an unforgivable sin. And who would be in trouble?

I'll go and hit the answer right away. The person whose conduct directly affects Riselle.

That's only one person.

"You mean my foster father."

"Correct. You yourself are just one knight short of taking, but your teacher is one of the next Knights Leader candidates. In this time of year, if you commit murder or something, you won't be able to start the Knights first."

"Then you'll just have to put the proper sin on me! Why do you need to kill the bride"

"'Cause as much as you dyed your hands in an asshole crime, your favorite duke might shelter you with friendship power."

"He is not the kind of man who wields power to cover up the sins of others"

"Yes, yes, maybe so. But if you become just a criminal, Sir Filald's relationship with Lord Vlage will not waver. But if they kill your own wife, Lord Vlage of boulders will not defend you either. And it will also be difficult to continue a good relationship as it is with your adoptive father, Sir Philardo. Sir Filald also has no choice but to leave the King's Capital without the support of the Duke's family.

... See, this way, we can tear them apart perfectly and ruin everything, both the influence Lord Vlage has over the Knights and the present position that Sir Philardo has built up "

Let the man speak his plan at all costs. And I raised my mouth angle well.

For the first time, his floating grin seemed sincerely delightful.

"Besides, it's also true that that bride herself is in the way. If she gives birth to Lord Vlage's child, all the Duke's property could belong to the Baltic family. We have to deal with this before it's too late."

"The property of Vlage belongs to the people of Vlage. There's no point in the outfield saying how they're going to handle it."

"You have trouble telling me such a beautiful thing. That sort of thing...... oops"

The man stopped talking when he saw this.

The man is deliberately winding up his own purpose. And I'm also deliberately smelling that there's another being behind me.

Why bother leaking something to Risel that would allow him to identify the mastermind? Aside from the real purpose, are we talking about making up stories to misidentify our enemies? Or are you treading that no matter how much Risel finds out about the plan, it won't hurt anything?

... In any case, it didn't change the fact that I was being insulted.

"Then choose. Do you want to kill Mr. Serenia and protect yourself, your adoptive father and the future of the Vlage family? Or kill a strange bride and protect the life of a beautiful young lady?"

The man walks defenselessly over to Riselle and puts his hand on his shoulder. He said he had just been twisted up his arm, but it was a bare gesture that didn't even make him feel a shard of vigilance.

"If you think at a loss, the former is definitely a bargain. In this case, you don't have to get your hands dirty, and you might be able to capture me and get one step closer to the truth about the incident eight years ago. Nor will it hurt Sir Filald's honor. I'm sorry to hear about Mr. Serenia, but she's just a lady as far as she's concerned. There's nothing special about someone dying. Lord Vlage, well, you'll be sad, but I'm sure he'll be fine. If you build a new home with the bride you protected, you'll soon forget about your sister."

"You…"

"Come on, Knight Hall. Make your decision."

……

The man, he's right next door. If that's what you want, it's easy to restrain again. You can hurt him a little. Anyway, I'm going to disable it and just stick it out to the Night Police soldiers. And with that leg we should head to the Duke's Castle Hall and inform Crusade of the crisis.

—— That's what reason tells me, but for some reason my body didn't move.

I saw that day, the immobile couple and the figure of a young friend rocking that body floated in my brain.

Death to visit with the dawn. What if it gets down to Serenia?

What if she were to give herself a taste of the sight she once poked at her?

The man looked closely as he narrowed his eyes at Risel, who shook his fist and rolled his anger, still motionless.

"Are you sure you want to accept the negotiation?"

……

"Hmm."

They received silence as an affirmation. The man nodded and slapped Riselle's shoulder several times to comfort him.

And whisper in your ear.

"... this is what happens because I leave her alone. Like that time, yeah."