Kuro no Maou

On the way home from the workshop where I received a new weapon, I heard this story in my ear.

"I knew it was Wing Road, he's been fucking around lately and doing Rank 5 quests."

"Oh, because" Runaway Enchanted Golem, "" Elixir Retrieval, "and" Slime Fever Suppression "are three in a month. By contrast," The Element Master "is still in the midst of a" Rich Crusade. "

"I knew the vessels were different, a real elite."

"Well, I freaked out about Berserker when I saw him at the parade, but I'm sure he was using intimidating magic or something"

There are all sorts of excuses for having already cleared the Rich Crusade, or for taking the time because it was experimental, or for being freaked out is natural, but you don't bother putting your ass on.

Our "Element Master" played a glorious role in the Battle of Ischia, making his refreshing and rank 5 debut. Together, the fastest rank-up record of three months has come to prominence as Sparda's youngest and most motivated "Wing Road" competitor to date.

But as strangers have rumored, we don't get quest clearance reports a month after ranking up.

In contrast, "Wing Road" made me try to complete the Rank 5 quest to continue standing, as if trying to regain the activity taken from me in Ischia.

The difference is historical. Well, it would be outrageous for the people of Ichii, who are only informed of the results of the quest. This past month seemed like enough time for rumors to circulate that "I knew 'Wing Road' was better.

Beh, you have nothing to regret...

"Oh, you know..."

Yeah, we don't want to stand out. That is good, because we are steadily moving forward towards the goal of defeating the Apostle. Everything's going well. What the hell are you dissatisfied with - no, but I figured, hey, I wish I could have been as active as I can be proud of Nell - also the glamorous side.

"Um, excuse me!

"Whoa!?

Surprised by the unexpected voice, vegetarian. I didn't notice any approaching because I was so immersed in thought.

Looking back somewhat hastily but aggressively, there was a little girl student there to the point where her head healed in a critical way under her sight.

"Ugh... oh, um... of the Black Nightmare Mad Warrior (Nightmare Berserker), Mr. Chrono... right?

Besides, he looked like he was going to cry now.

Wow, I don't want to answer that. "Yes, I'm the Black Nightmare Mad Warrior (Nightmare Berserker)," I don't want to answer with my chest up. But you can't possibly not answer.

"Oh, I'm Chrono, though."

I got away a little. Because even if officially the Black Nightmare Mad Warrior (Nightmare Berserker) becomes a class name, anything embarrassing is embarrassing.

Anyway, let's put aside some minor shame on me. Now the problem is with the girl who's been calling out to me with these tears.

You must be a seminarian, speaking from that cute, dressed black blazer women's uniform. Then, if I had noticed, I would have arrived back at the seminary. Just around the front gate.

"What can I do for you?

There are thin tears in her crisp, adorable eyes on her brown granny head, close to black. Luxurious and small go hand in hand, and I don't recognize her face in remembering some small animal impression - no, I do. That's the face I saw somewhere. I did see it somewhere, but I can't remember when or where it was.

Because of the trigger of so many terrible memories, the words I accidentally gave her were badly blurred.

I didn't miss hearing the little, really small, screaming leak in my hell ear.

Oh, my God, I scared the shit out of you...

"Um, the... uh..."

Finally, a tear falling zero from the eye. Trembling little body.

Shit, the accelerating criminal image of this place is rising. In about five minutes, I feel like Saphir is going to show up saying, "Get away from that daughter, black horny dream rapist (Nightmare Raper)" or something.

But that's why I can't even come up with an effective crackdown. This place is alle, or don't scare the little one, first of all by looking at him, stroking his head with a gentle voice... no, I feel like it's an unacceptable act if you're not a nero-like good-looking guy. At least Lily will be the only one I can do this to succeed.

In other words, I stood still as stiff on the spot, silently awaiting her response. Damn, this nervousness, it's more than rich.

"Wow, my friend, what... I was in Ischia and, uh, so... Mr. Krono helped me..."

Interrupted, but still, the words she tried so hard to convey were immediately understandable.

"Maybe you came to thank me"

"Yes...... Oh, thank you, thank you!

A word of gratitude stretched out to the fullest with tears and a head that lowers momentum well. If you can show a girl like that, I can only react as if I were in a hurry or panic as usual.

But now I was just purely happy. Well, I was wondering if this is what it's like to help people. I can feel it again.

"Well, I'm glad I saved your friend."

Never, I wanted someone to admire me, but I didn't head to the ancient castle of Ischia. Still, it's a pleasure to be thankful, there's nothing I can do.

I also realized when I rescued Shenna and the others from the bandits, after all, that my actions are rewarded properly is an uninterrupted happiness.

"Ha, wow... Oh, you know, Mr. Chrono..."

Yes, I bite my happiness. Not much, I had momentum to stroke the back of her head offered in front of me.

"Oh, sorry, with"

Get your hands off me, Pa. Apologize peacefully. No, how dare you. It's normal for this daughter's head to be caressed and loved, because of an unsolicited image like that, and she doesn't feel guilty at all. No, but really, I'm sorry.

"Eh! It's an honor to have Mr. Chrono stroke you!

Even if they say "I'm honored" in tears, it's going to be like I'm forcing you to say it.

But what's with all the emotion on this chest? An honor... an honor to be caressed by me...

"Actually, I was watching The Curse Gladiator Games (Curse Carnival)! In the front row! Mr. Chrono, that was so cool! I'm a fan, sign it!

When I'm confused by unspoken emotions, she screws up, as if to make that gap. Tell me all about it with momentum, and don't feel like Nori anymore.

"What, were you watching that tournament? Fan, you mean... sign?

"Yes! Please!!

Here, and is given a student notebook removed from the chest pocket of the uniform. With a pen and a set.

Stiff me. No, 'cause all of a sudden, no matter what kind of celebrity you say you sign... No, now I'm a Rank 5 adventurer and I've been awarded a medal by the King, and it's true that I've become a well-known figure in Sparda. Seriously, I'm a celebrity.

But I want you to wait a minute. That's another matter when it comes to being able to give a signature for you naturally, even if it's because you've become famous.

I'm ashamed to think about it in common sense. In the future, practicing autographs in case you become famous, thinking about designing elaborate autographs with pen names, what an embarrassment it would be to bury your face in a pillow and bum you out when you remember.

No, I didn't, I didn't say no to that. Because I was sophisticated enough to think of a cool pen name for junior high!

"Um... no, is that it?

"No, that's fine, about a signature"

A man is vulnerable to women's tears. I've never felt that natural dish as strong as it is now. Now it's time for me to seriously cry before she does, and I'll be embarrassed and ok with two replies.

Now, although I wish I had received my student notebook and pen magnificently, what can I write...

"Yes, go ahead"

"Thank you!

She receives a signed student notebook with a full smile. There it is firmly described as' Black Nightmare Mad Warrior (Nightmare Berserker) Chrono '.

I did it. It's the second time I've named myself these two embarrassing names. I knew it was embarrassing. Goddamn it, Will, I resent all this.

"Really, thank you. Keep up the good work!

"Oh, thank you so much for your support"

I don't know what's so complicated about my chest, that's how she walked away.

It was tearful at first, but eventually they broke up with a smile, so it could be said that it was a good meeting.

Hey, nevertheless, you were appreciated and a fan and signed, and at once 'fame' was an act he found attractive. Maybe I can be a really popular person - so much so that I was likely to mistake it, it had an impact.

It's okay, I'm not as self-evident as I am blind to honor. I know the most important thing. Fame is second to third.

For now, it's enough to soak up the dusty mood that I have an adorable fan too.

I didn't ask for your name or your class, but if I see you next time, let's do our best to have a little more attentive service. Ma'am, should I escort you, like.

"... ah"

I remember.

An unexpected answer pops up from a foolish delusion. Escorts, directions and directions.

Yes, that girl was the first girl I visited the seminary where Simon lived in the dorm. I was greatly freaked out, and the memory of the time when I reflected on why I spoke to a female student.

She now smiles at me like that, too. That's strange because it feels like tremendous progress.

Anyway, I also felt refreshed to meet you, good, good. I'll find a quest for the trials today, and they're kind of twisted - and I shouldn't have been alarmed.

The dormitory at the return point approached the end of his eyes and nose, at that time.

"- Whoa!

"- Sayid!

The voice of some arguing girl that reached my ear.

"Mmm, this voice is Lily...... and Nell"

A bad combination, instantly understood. Unexpectedly spilled, little sigh.

"Ha... again?"

Now, what should I say and say and arbitrate? It bothered my head, but I was ready to rush into the dorm.