Maouyome

"Asura, the god of war, is (...) and (...) what?"

What I thought then came out.

'Cause I just think so.

Asura, a god of war, who was a pillar of the old gods but fell in love with the goddess of light and turned around on the side of the sister gods.

Just looking at it there, I do think he's a god all the way to his thoughts. But around saying such floating things to the sister god, Master Ivanaga... what about the truth?

God of War Asra.

... I also feel a little complicated when I wonder if Maori has that blood on her.

"You're probably a mess too..."

Master Ivanaga also has a subtle look.

Whatever the god of war is, I'm not gonna let Maori cheat on you, am I?

"Because Asra, the god of war, was in love with Konohana Sakya, wasn't she? … I don't know about a man who says something like that even though there are other people who like it."

Maybe God is different from each other again.

At least I don't really like that.

"... Asura was never in love with me"

I was indignant on my own. Approximately, Master Ivanaga groaned posolitely.

"Maybe that's what drove me crazy."

"... Yes?

Something just made me think that Mr. Ivanaga was making a terrible scene.

... or... yes?

It's about me, isn't it?

Wasn't the god of war Asla in love with me?

……

……

Seriously?

So, why...

There was some lonely color floating around in the look of Master Ivanaga in return.

"We who are God die....... I won't forget. But it also hurts us terribly."

Even if you lose your body, you will never die.

Forced to stay,... God.

"Sometimes we are brittle. … to the point where even the slightest things can easily go crazy."

It's about... who?

What do you see in your eyes that deepen your feelings of remorse?

Master Ivanaga took a small breath, slightly nagging. You're trying to change your mind, close your eyes and think for a little while, then slowly, face up.

I feel there, a temper that doesn't distract me.

Rin's eyes are filled with willingness.

"Now I don't know what I can do. I'd rather not be able to do anything.... and you still need me."

I felt a definite readiness to speak quietly.

"Yes. Required"

"... then let's go. Whatever you want."

"Please"

In her gently narrowed eyes, she had no longer seen the colour of her worries.

Thoughts overlap.

Wishes accept one form.

Mr. Ivanaga's consciousness dyes the back of his body.

I feel in myself a different being.

That was a very strange feeling. Strange, fluffy, harsh, and fuzzy. But somewhere, it was full of peace on a distant day.

Return to the entrance to the ruins and go outside.

The entrance to the ruins, which had been destroyed and had collapsed, had been restored as if nothing had happened.

Master Ivanaga said that if the goddess continues to stay in one place, the labyrinth slowly progresses there. So it seems that this ruin, with its cagtsch seal, has already been almost labyrinthed.

Even if the labyrinth is destroyed, will it soon self-regenerate and return to normal?

... If you ask me, I also feel that the underground labyrinth of Demon King's Castle was back to normal even though all that collapsed.

I didn't know.

Something's going on... That's amazing.

After the ruins, I look around the walls and look at Pokhan.

Oh, no, I was.

That was deep at the bottom of the valley,... here.

I came to find a place to crawl from here, and then I reached the entrance to this ruin. After all, there was no place I could crawl up to.

……

……

Well, what shall we do?

I kind of went back to fu (...) and (...).

Maybe this isn't my fault.

Sure, he's back to his usual routine.

Secondly, I could see something approaching from a distance.

A silver horse body descends from the sky in front of him.

"Bullshit!

"Bassashi basil!?

He rushed right over and hugged her so that she could jump on her neck. The elasticity and plumpness of the supple muscles make it comfortable.

He waited for me.

I'm sorry about the book!

I was a little happy, so I kept my nose head and jaw tender longer than usual.

(Svazilfari is… unusual)

I can hear Ivanaga in my head.

"Of my lovely horse, bassashi basil!

"Phew! Rurururu."

"Thanks, you've been waiting for me. Great job!

"Blah, blah, blah!

(... sounds familiar)

Cross over a refreshing, silver horse body and pull the reins. Much energy and joy were conveyed in the reaction coming back from the reins.

Though I said I would do something on my own, I didn't have any particular idea. That's why Bassashi Basil is plain grateful for the wait.

As long as Bassashi Basil manages to get through the woods and calculate his return to the Imperial Castle.

……

……

I guess I can, but I don't know what.

I also feel like I'm forgetting something.... What is it?

(I knew I was right on my side when I first met him, but I didn't know I was going to get this far.)

There is an admiration cage in Lord Ivanaga's words.

Emotions are transmitted directly.

Is it the act of being in the same body and the words being heard in a direct prefix?... This may make it easier to communicate with the will.

Oh, my God, you're a gentle twister.

Master Ivanaga.

(Really,... I wonder who you are)

"What's wrong, from the stick?"

It conveys a pleasant feeling, and it kind of makes me feel like I'm having fun this way.

I can't see your face right now, but it's me, I'm sure you have a narrow eye and a gentle look.

Maybe I feel like I am.

(Cross over to the silver divine horse and offer your hand to whoever seeks salvation, connecting your hopes. Spin your thoughts and wishes.... would normally call such a person a brave or hero)

"It's just a big deal...... What is it?"

Suddenly I wonder what to say......

Again, there's no clapping.

... a brave man, a hero?

That's not the pattern in the first place.

Are you unconscious? Or still as the Virgin......)

"Please stop. It's not like that."

I can't believe I'm a hero.

If you're a brave man or a Virgin, there's something else right.

I'm me and I don't do anything else.

I don't even remember being someone.

"I..."

I guess......

If you dare. Just one, Maori's......

"Daughter-in-law of the Demon King, …"

Pre (·) fixed (·) to be….

But that's my path.

That's probably the tightest thing you can do.

(Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh)

"... it's too much laughter"

(Sorry. That's right.... Right, Demon King's Wife? Right, that's true. Exactly)

It doesn't feel unpleasant.

Master Ivanaga seemed really happy and muttered like he was going to do it over and over again. That's a lot of fun, and it makes me feel awkward somewhere.

Grasp Bassashibasil's reins as you feel the delightfully convincing Ivanaga.

A silver horse runs out.

To chase Maori's back.

To keep the promises we made.

Become a silver star and run through.

……

……

No, wait a minute.

Running through (...)?

Bassashibasil was good at putting me on my back and rushed out into the air with one foot flying high and high into the sky.

No, wait.

Why is Bassashibasil emptying...

The rare and strange screams echoed in the middle of the sky could never reach anyone.

─ ─ Chapter Four: The Wise Men in the Deep End