Labyrinth Restaurant

Suddenly, there will be no situation where the word fits this well.

So much so that Lisa, Claude, Time and, on the contrary, Simon, the one who was beaten, had no idea for a moment what had happened to Lime, who was in the barbarity of the encounter.

But you haven't gotten such outfield reactions or anything in your eyes, Lyme shook her fist up hard again.

Simon was also in tears with his vision due to the physiological reaction of hitting him in the nose, but he realized that he had finally been beaten, aware of the nosebleeds that drifted off and polluted his clothes, and the pain that had come late.

"Hey... what are you doing!

Simon uttered a mixed voice of anger and doubt, and the surrounding faces finally moved back to me to stop the pursuit hand... but to that extent, they never stopped Lime's anger.

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"Oh?"

"What's wrong, Alice?

At this time, Alice was strangely tilting her neck in a restaurant store away from the scene of the incident.

"Ah, demon king. No, it's not a big deal, but the bottle of pepper I just refilled is empty."

Earlier, the contents of a vial of pepper that was at the table where the Elf sisters and Gardo were sitting and eating tons of chestnut treats were sometime carrappo.

Even when it comes to vials, I usually only use small amounts of pepper on the tabletop with flavoring, so it's not like it's going to go away, and it's not like it's going to hang on a treat in the first place.

"Where the hell did it disappear?

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Lime threw the pepper, which was gripping in his fist, from close range toward Simon's angry face.

Plus, he went on to stick his hand in his pocket and hold on to more pepper, and did the same to the adults trying to catch Lime. Earlier, I had a pepper that stole my surrounding eyes and disrespected the contents of the bottle straight into my pocket to hide it, but that can't be expected either.

No matter what kind of master you are, eating pepper through your eyes and nose can render you incapable of action for a while. It was only ten seconds after Lime came into the room, and an unspeakable picture of hell was being made of tears in abundance without anyone being able to open their eyes and a severe storm of kushami winding up.

To this extent, however, Lime's anger did not subside.

He punched Simon in the face again repeatedly with nosebleedy kushami without any eye pain, even though he said it was because he inhaled pepper himself when he threw it around him, with tears and runny nose.

Simon, whose normal thoughts were completely taken away, fell from his back to the floor without defending the attack or taking passivity when he fell.

"What" leaked the frog's crushed breath when he fell, and moments after that, he wasn't even able to move. Try to span the belly of a fallen Simon, and the lime is holding him in.

Not that Lime had any fighting knowledge, but surprisingly, its burning aggressiveness was causing him to take a natural and mount position attitude.

"Ya, don't... don't"

Simon who managed to say that while coughing hard, the response to that was more fisting. Two, three, four shots...... and Lime's little hand, which kept punching him in the face, was completely red stained.

It's hard to tell because of the return blood, but if you look closely, Lime's own hands are also dos black and swollen, with several small lacerations due to hitting his teeth.

The human skull is quite stiff, and it's not uncommon to break the fist on the side you attacked if you hit it poorly.

In fact, at this point, Lime's left hand pharmacopoeia and pinky bones contained cracks, dislocated from the roots, such as the right index finger. Simon looks more seriously injured because of his nosebleed, but Lime is in a much bigger condition in terms of the extent of the injury.

But he keeps hitting me with those cracks and his joints off. Smashing his own bones as he scattered blood from the cut areas of his skin.

"... hiccup... hiccup... loosen up..."

Was it the limit to smear the pain with anger on the boulder, or when Lime finally rested his attacking hand, Simon's heart was completely broken.

If this was a normal fight, it would still have been somewhat better, but they didn't even let me know why they were attacking me, and it just seemed pretty scary to keep getting beat up silently and prolonged.

No longer had the usual cakera of dignity or how he was forced to stretch out, he shuddered and cried and begged for forgiveness. In fact, the time Simon was being beaten up was only about a minute or two, but he must have been so scared.

"No, don't, Lime!

and the time I finally got my eyes open here grabbed and restrained both wrists of lime from behind while I was still horseback ridden by Simon. But Lime stared at Simon crying, as if that wasn't even in his eyes, and here he finally opened his mouth.

"Cocksucker"

The words I finally uttered after I couldn't move my beating hand were spicy on top of this.

As usual, the word count is low, but it sounded heavy and sharp, like a needle with a camouflage, that stung the hearts of those who heard it and prevented it from falling out.

"That's how you should stay on your feet all the time without a scratch"

"Nah......!

In the end, even after it was all over, besides himself, I didn't know exactly how Lime was so angry at me at this time.

If you were going to reason, you wouldn't have liked Simon, who admitted to being a good enemy and friend, trying to get away with it.

"Simon is boring right now"

Lime, being grabbed by both wrists and unable to beat them, shook that head down to tease Simon's forehead thoughtfully,

"Goodbye."

That's all I said and let go of consciousness as it was when I passed out with a concussion caused by severe pain and bleeding in my hands and a recoil of a head poke.

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"Wow, young, are you okay!?"

"Shimon-kun, it's okay!?"

Claude and Lisa, who were right around the corner but couldn't stop Lyme's barbarity, ran over to Simon, who dyed her face bright red with nosebleeds and blood flowing from Lyme's hands.

The fainted lime has already been peeled off and restrained as Time watches the injury, but the little hand is nearly twice as swollen, blue and black stained and painful as you would like to turn away.

Simon has also finally stopped crying and regained his composure when he called a servant to get him a clean cloth and water, and a medicine box, and we were all working together on a connection until the healer arrived.

I stuffed my nose with a rounded cloth cut and my lips are slightly cut so it is unfit, but my teeth and nose weren't broken and it doesn't seem as bad as a serious injury.

On the other hand, Lime's hands are not very much an amateur hand injury, although they wash away the blood and disinfect it for now. It's what hit people with the hand that had the crack in it, so much so that in some places it broke completely and the safer part was the less.

Although in that state, the faces who saw the impending appearance earlier decided that when they woke up from the stun, they could hit Simon again, and Time was responsible for using the bandage to tie them to the chair. I also leave it sitting to treat you.

How the hell did Lime reach such barbarity?

Everyone on the spot was wondering, but it was strangely scary to touch on the subject, silently treating and cleaning up the room.

It may seem odd, but in the sight of the earlier, quiet but deeply awesome anger, not only Simon, but even the face of such wars as Lisa and Claude and Time, had a bottom-cold fear of a girl of only seven years old.

Simon was recollecting every single one of the few words of the lime earlier as he looked at the pain of stroking his lips with cotton stained with strong alcohol for disinfection.

"Cocksucker."

"That's how you just have to hang on to it all the time."

"Simon is boring right now"

"Goodbye"

"Damn, tell me what to do..."

Words swirl around in his head, and Simon keeps thinking about answers to unanswered questions. It was, however, a labyrinth with no exit in sight, as if to continue wandering without maps or clues.