Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

"What do you think of Asna?

That's what Tia said as she flushed my back.

I'm sure it's about Cheryl.

"Hmm... does it feel like I'm hiding something"

There was a delicate time between Cheryl's answers.

It's like you're choosing some kind of word...... it feels lost.

"I knew it? But you're not a bad kid, are you?"

"Right. Doesn't feel bad."

Well, maybe I'm just being vigilant, and I don't know if there's anything wrong with my head.

I was just concerned that I was alone in that place.

I talked to Tia before Cheryl woke up, but that's not the kind of place a girl walks alone.

Definitely if you know Focken at all.

I mean, she doesn't know this town at all.

It sounds good to me like a city second to the capital, Nibelg, but it's actually a town with a lot of runaways that have flashed out of the capital.

The number of guards is smaller and less regulated than the capital.

Especially in the central city, where light and darkness mingle.

Just one off a gorgeous boulevard, and there's a whole other world spread out there.

That's a pretty famous story, and tourism without knowing it also catches on. Even though there are as many other places to see.

Didn't even say she was out of line with her buddies, and she said what she was doing over there...!

"Hey, Tia! Ma, I'll do it myself before...... HI!?

"Mmmm... Asna... a little big..."

"Here, here!

"Hmm..."

"Stop... what... stop!

"Pfft... I'll leave you around here today"

"Tee...... aah......!

"Oh, I did too much...?

You're bigger than me......

"Give it back!

"Wow!? Oh, my... Hia!?

I guess what I'm worried about is the outfit.

Focken is reasonably hot this time of year.

Her clothes were based on black and purple and her chest was quite bold open... otherwise it was all covered to hide her skin.

It's a pretty thick fabric, and something like a skirt stretches from top to ankle.

Maybe from a cold area......

"A, Asna! Forgive me already..."

"Ah! I'm sorry... think about it..."

"Yay, thanks..."

Hmm... I can't help thinking about it any more.

Besides, it's not a good idea to pry too hard, and let's just decide to look for a buddy tomorrow.

Nevertheless......

"I knew it was tier sloppy"

"Huh!?

You're thin...

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"And I don't know! Really! Really! Oh!

"Ho... so you're the tenth"

"Oh no... oh no... ah"

When Fake rings his finger, the woman who was bound by the demon stops screaming. No, I was made to stop, exactly, but I'm right.

It was ripped apart unconstitutionally and split between the upper and lower parts of the body, which disappeared straight into the demonic mouth.

"Oh man...... come on, who should we do next?

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Time went a little back, and by the time Focken's town was dyed at dusk, Fake was sitting on the bench alone in front of a huge fountain in the center of town.

The splash, which would have been sparkling and watery during the day, is stained with the golden "Kokono" in the light of the setting sun.

Looking around him, he caught sight of a couple with friendly children, lovers leaning in, a line his own age walking in fun and bickering.

"Ha..."

Fake honestly doesn't really like the town itself.

I usually never put it in my mouth, but when I saw this kind of "everyday routine", it was because I realized that I was immersed in sentiment even if I responded.

For him, that's the pain and I can't wait.

What would have happened if I wasn't incompetent?

Would I have had a lover by now if I wasn't incompetent?

Would you have been an adventurer if you weren't incompetent?

Would both parents have done well if they weren't incompetent?

Every time such a question creaked in the corner of my head, I seemed to throw up.

His routine, called incompetence, is broken at the age of fifteen.

He has lived that day just like Lord on the border, no, or more hell.

That's why I threw it away. Past and everyday.

It doesn't make sense to think about things that didn't happen, and I didn't like my weakness to think about that.

Therefore, all he wants now is revenge.

Because if it's personal revenge, it's already over. The man who wears him is not already in this world as one.

So what he's doing now is revenge on the culprit.

Hatred for not doing so was poking and moving him.

And of course, it is also a vengeance to save our compatriots who would still be suffering.

"Just do this and no harvest...... this is going to take a long time......"

I created a few replicas of myself, literally splitting them up and searching for incompetent whereabouts, but I didn't end up getting any useful information.

Do this for a few days and make sure you're not completely in town before you can move on.

"Damn... I'm going to lose my mind..."

Fake nodded knowing that he had apparently finished his first day empty-handed without hearing from the other two.

I thought it was time to keep today's search open and let the two of you in touch. Arrow tip, his communications demon stone emits light.

"Oh, is something wrong?... What the...?

"Ah, fake?

"Ooh resell. You got something?

"I'm hungry."

'... Oh, is that right? Well, no...' cause I was gonna leave it open already today. '

"Nice! And Cheryl? '

I haven't heard from him yet. Just head to where you broke up first. I'll call Cheryl. "

"Rika-na!

Out of communication, he sighed one and then contacted Cheryl's demon stone.

"Temee... are you one of those women?

I made sure I was connected and it was a fake trying to open my mouth, but what I heard was a man's voice I didn't know.

After a few thoughts, Fake puts his mouth closer to the Demon Stone.

'... who'

"It's Mon who got busted by Temehe's crew during the day."

Naturally, Fake doesn't know what it's about.

But I just found out something happened to Cheryl.

"What happened to the woman?

A moment is free, and the man laughs "kukukuk".

"I keep it. Temee, where are you going now?

"... it's Focken"

'Then the story is early... there's a bar at the end of an alley near the Demon Stone Shop on Main Street. Come alone. Or I'll kill the woman.'

Immediately afterwards, the communication runs out, and the demon stone loses its light.

"Shit... that idiot..."

Fake lifted his hips and walked out toward Main Street.

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And now.

The shop was filled with smell of blood and beasts, and there was already no place from the floor that was not red.

There are five living humans left, including Fake.

Ten people had already disappeared from this world.

The remaining four are restrained by Fake's created demons, shaking their bodies and weeping.

Fake pointed that fingertip at his face, especially as he stood in front of a man who was frightened.

"You're next."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... it was our fault! Yes, only life...... please help......!

"Well, that's up to you."

They were at the bar. After waking up, they searched desperately for the three people who had escaped.

But I couldn't find it, and the demon stone that I took from Cheryl shines when I gathered at the bar again.

From Fake's reaction to it, they stomped that they hadn't joined the three men who had escaped yet, and they lied and brought him out.

Without even knowing that's the beginning of hell.

Fake, who arrived in front of the bar, created demons and took control of them who were inside in an instant.

I didn't kill him at that point.

But a story touches his scales.

Fake kept repeating the same question.

"Honestly think carefully and answer...... let's start from the beginning. First of all, the red-haired woman came here, didn't she?

"Yes......!

"What did he hear?

"This is where I've been... looking for a kid who's been gone for years..."

"So, what did you guys answer?

"Hi... Hi... Please forgive me..."

"Hey... answer me"

Following Fake's instructions, demonic restraints are getting stronger and stronger.

The man, whose body was tightened up, squeezed out his voice desperately with a single heart he wanted to help.

"Ah... but... um, there's an incompetent kid! I told you it disappeared some years ago!

"So, to him... what did you do to that incompetence?

"Ah, ahhh! Because you're incompetent, you're like a slave! Ah, at the end of the day! Oh, my God, we're all bummed out. Ahhh!

Every time he hears it, Fake is attacked by the feeling of his head's blood vessels cutting off with a bump.

He was sick of it.

Every time I hear these stories, I remember the past, and my emotions leave my body behind.

"... what happened to the woman"

"Yes, too much! There's a pair of adventurers out there. Yeah! They took me away. Ahhh!

"Where have you been?

"My goodness... my goodness... my goodness! Not me! Nozo yah......!

"Oh... well... goodbye"

"haha haha haha haha haha haha"

Seeing the man swallowed from his feet, the other three can only look at it without even screaming.

Fake rattles his teeth with a giggle, his eyes opening and looking forward.

The three men at the end of their gaze were nothing but captives of fear at the earliest.

"Come on...... who's next?