Monster no Goshujin-sama

22.

Mr. Kuda's body disappears.

The translucent appearance doesn't have enough power to do me harm already.

He became an enemy this way, but swung it around and came this far, he had a few thoughts.

But I couldn't afford to be immersed in sentiment.

"Your husband."

Lily came running over.

"Take this."

In his hand was my sword.

They picked it up for me.

I nodded back.

Though I survived the crisis, my feelings were rather tense.

Because I felt the greatest threat approaching us.

The battle is already coming to an end.

After entering this castle, he should have figured out how this one was doing - probably moving out of himself when he saw he didn't need to put up with it anymore.

I just received my sword from Lily, and the footsteps of the landing rang.

However, the man who showed up wasn't looking at us right now.

"Thank you, Yasuke"

The voice of a young man with a strong sense of will and confidence was called by the disappearing Mr. Hada.

"Thanks to you, my wish will come true"

The gratitude put into the words was genuine.

So, Mr. Tsuda's body disappeared completely.

Maybe it was my fault, but there seemed to be a grin in that mouth.

He had time spent in this world as much as he did, and he must have had thoughts.

People's values are different.

I guess he had found that much value.

Not to the youth in front of us, who turned it into a world threatening calamity itself.

"... Kojiro Nakatsuki"

"Glad to hear it, Mashima. You were my hero after all."

The 'King of Disasters', who tried to destroy the world, laughed in affection.

I guess it's because this is our last chance.

Kojiro Nakatsuki seemed to want a conversation.

He talks to me in a flamboyant way.

"Actually, I think you're unhappy."

"What is it?

"Me and the world."

It was a casual way to talk to a close junior.

"You said it before. I just wanted to do my best."

"... oh. That's what you said."

"I didn't mean to say anything extravagant. If I could do all I could, I'd have done it just once.... Yet there was no obstacle in this world I visited as a miracle enough to overcome. I had no difficulty. There was no evil. If you had, I could have fought for all of you."

In fact, that would be true.

With intense willpower and deviant talent as a weapon, this young man will surely overcome whatever obstacles he may have.

Keep the hero of the story.

Because he was such a man, even Mr. Tsuda was strongly attracted to him.

In fact, if we had been transferred to this world because we had been summoned to defend the world from a calamity that mankind could not help, Kojiro Nakatsuki would have become a hero of salvation.

We must have spared no effort to unleash a brutal disaster that no one will ever overcome to save all the people.

Then he would have been satisfied.

But it didn't.

It was mere misfortune, mere accident that brought us down.

There was no mighty obstacle, no difficulty, no evil to defeat.

Only then did the young man, who was supposed to be a hero of disaster, transform into disaster itself.

"I had no choice but to wait for a hero who would confront me with all my might by turning myself into a disaster than I did not show up with a calamity that should be defeated with all my might. So glad you got in the way. You are the hero. I haven't had luck in a long time."

"Haven't had luck, have you?"

I guess that's one side of the truth.

No matter how good you were, if you don't get what you want, you're just vain.

He had no luck at all in that he wouldn't have been rewarded if he hadn't done this.

Though, that doesn't make it an absolution mark.

"So you're saying you're not bad"

"No way!"

When I asked, the denial returned immediately.

"No matter how little luck I had, I was the one who made this choice. There's no way it's bad."

He seems to have had a good consciousness, he himself affirms.

However, the words went on like this.

"Besides, I didn't want to be a bad guy either. Honestly, I envy Mashima. If that were to happen, I wanted to live like you."

……

This, too, would be the real deal.

The eyes that look at this one had a color of longing and envy throughout this period.

He said he was a fan, and he didn't have a single lie.

At the same time, however, that's just a one-sided view.

Even if I could understand, I couldn't empathize.

Because.

"I envy you."

"... what?

"If I had as much power as you, I wouldn't have put Lily and the others at risk once."

I don't know how many times I've cursed my lack of power.

I wanted immense power just to protect all my people.

I always could afford it, and there was nothing to worry about, and I wanted to lead them as leaders who could solve anything and save everything in sight.

What Kojiro Nakatsuki hated was so much that I could get my hands out of my throat.

What an ironic mirroring.

We can understand each other, but we can't empathize.

Absolutely.

In this regard, it was clearly different from Kudo, who could understand and empathize, just because he couldn't live with it.

"I don't know how you feel"

"... right"

To put it all out, Kojiro Nakatsuki distorted his expression only slightly.

"Too bad. Really."

Heartfelt, regrettably he sighed.

"I wish you knew. But, yeah. You were. That's how it works."

It even seemed sad.

It would be a sincere word.

With that look, he said.

"So... if you lose, I was thinking about (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...)) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...)

Disconnected.

of dimensions we can never understand each other.

"No. Insuring like that in itself was rude to you standing here ready. Sorry."

The only thing floating around in a neat face is pure favor and respect.

With a mouthful of nasty things.

I seriously don't know this.

Lack of empathy...... not.

This is something much more, much worse.

If you're going to put it into words, I guess it should still be called disconnection.

Rather than not having the power to empathize, this even feels more right that the dimensions in which I already live are too different and that I have no empathy at all.

To the living death of an ant crawling down the ground looking down from the second floor, lest there be tears.

Where I had empathy skills, it would make sense that no one could empathize with me without someone in the world who felt like the same person.

That's why it's all about whether or not you can reach where you are for a deviant youth.

He wholeheartedly supports everything that could get us through the obstacles.

I have fondness and respect.

But I do not mourn those who are mourned in the process without being able to reach me.

I just mourn the possibility of reaching where I am being mourned.

So "If I kill all my family members, I may make me stronger with vengeance" leads to "The Idea of Good Will".

Even during the collapse of the colony, this may have been the case.

Finally, in the true sense I understood its essence.

This is the King of Disasters.

It can destroy the world alone - a monster of truth, living beyond a lonely and lonely disconnect.

"Well. I'm sorry, but I've come to a conclusion. Unfortunately, it's time to start."

Seeing me and Lily set up, the youth concentrated their magic on both hands with pleasure.

That is how it is born: the light that smears everything white and the sword of darkness that plunges it down into the naught.

The magic that swelled up to the point of decay must have been a manifestation of the delusion that dwelt in his chest.

"Let's go, my hero!

A smile full of pure favor and a willingness to kill that freezes your spine.

"I'll do everything I can to kill you, so please save me!

The way you follow your own values only will even look crazy beside you.

But no.

It's sanity and this is why The King of Disasters is horrible.

If you get on their pace, they swallow you.

If swallowed, it will defeat.

The important thing is to have yourself strong.

"I'm not your hero. We just fight to protect everyone."

From here, I told him only quietly.

Feelings are unbeatable.

I can't shake no more.

There is something I can never give away, just as I have an obsession with him.

I don't have the in-laws to do what they want.

Just push through what you want.

"Ha! Don't be ridiculous! Enjoy it!

"... speak for yourself. We are unbeatable."

The mirrored beings did not engage each other until the end, and the curtain on the end of the battle was cut and dropped.