Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

The first time I saw him, the man wore gray hair, black eyes, and a black robe.

I'm not wearing a single slice of weapon, and I don't feel any sign that you're going to set me up.

But it's just vague... I remember feeling bad.

Grasp Iaris backwards with your left hand naturally and open a notebook hanging on your hips with your right hand.

That's how the man opened his mouth again with a smile on his face against me.

"I don't feel like it. I'm just here to talk."

He was low for the second time and had a quiet voice.

I can't respond.

I was reluctant to return the words lightly.

"I know to be vigilant. But I'm not gonna do anything to you."

That's why I didn't immediately say "is it".

You perceived my thoughts like that, the man goes on to say even more.

"I think it's something I'd like to hear for you. Just a few minutes. I won't let you."

The man turned his back on me and started walking.

You mean follow me...

He doesn't look like he's using magic, and apparently he's not willing to fight.

Maybe he's just asking me out.

"Don't guide me. I'm not going anywhere without the popular Hitoshi. I just thought I'd go somewhere I could talk slowly. I don't care if it's there."

When the man said so with his back turned, he pointed to a coffee shop nearby.

The store has terrace seating and people sit sparsely.

Of course, I could say no, but it bothered me about the story I wanted to hear.

Besides, this vibe is... unusual.

"... ok"

"... my husband" Ruji ". If you need anything, I'll protect you."

Wiggar whispers so in his ear.

I nodded at her and followed the man to the seat outside the store.

The man sits in a chair on the end, and I pinch the round table and sit in its front.

Eventually the clerk came to ask for the order.

"Coffee. And you?"

"... have some tea"

"Yes, sir."

The silence lasted for a while as it was, and after the clerk left with coffee and tea, the man finally opened his mouth.

"I really want to talk to you. Let's apologize for the disrespect that just popped up."

That's what he says. He bows his head.

I thought it was older from my voice, but when I saw it nearby, I looked surprisingly young.

"No... so what are you talking about? Why did you give me my name?

I lifted his head. He sipped his coffee and looked me straight in the eye.

"I know you very well... from what happened to Celtic."

"Celtic......"?

Kind of similar before......

Wait a minute...... no way......

"My name is Cross... I'm the leader of Titanomachia"

"Become...!?

I stood up unexpectedly and reached straight into the notebook.

Ti, the leader of Titanomachia?

Why is he alone... no, he's got company around?

The man named Cross goes on to say more to me on the perimeter.

"I'm the only one here today. Unfortunately, I can't prove it... but I swear. I just really came to talk to you. Nothing more or less."

"... you want me to believe that? A guy like Fake said something similar, but he was willing to attack his sleep from the start."

"I'm the one who ordered Fake. I want to talk to you then... and apologize for that. And one more thing... you're making a mistake."

"Mistake......?

"Oh. If you're going to set me up... I'm going to have to fight to protect myself too, but then... what happens to the people around me?

This guy... takes the people of town hostage...

"Sit down if you know what I mean. You have no choice but to talk to me."

I sit in a chair in silence.

Regrettably...... I can't move here.

"That's fine. So... shall we talk?"

"I have nothing to talk about. Kill a lot of people... you guys take Armenia...!

And Mariana's people...... these guys......!

"I'm not willing to apologize for that. It is evil that we have buried. And that country was working outrageously against incompetence. Well, there were other reasons... I still can't tell you about that."

Again, as Mariana said, there seems to be other reasons.

But that doesn't matter.

"Even so... it wouldn't be a good reason to kill people! Hate gives rise to new hatred... it only gives birth...!

Cross closed his eyes and looked at me again.

"I know what you're trying to say. But we're not talking about those dimensions anymore. He seems hesitant to make the sacrifice to make things happen... he can't afford that. No, maybe it's already too late."

"... what does that mean? What do you guys know? Why did you do that...!

"I told you. I can't tell you that yet. But it's up to you."

"It's up to me...?

"Can I talk to you?

Perhaps Titanomachia knows something I don't.

I created incompetence in this world... something of it.

Naturally I want to know.

How did this happen?

And how to get rid of it.

"Let silence be received as affirmation. As you may already know, all members of Titanomachia are" ex-potentials ". Each one sees hell in each one... including me."

Is it still...?

"You'd understand, wouldn't you? That the word hell is a fact that is not just a description. So we have a right. Make the world right… that right. The power of God in this body is a testament to that."

"... I admit it was hell. But I can't be that arrogant."

At that time, the look of the cross changes slightly.

"Arrogance... that would be the only word worthy of those who created incompetence. We are persecutors for no reason. Born normal, lived normal, and one day... suddenly bounced from the world. How can you say that you must not exist... that living is a sin... and that we are arrogant? We only survived by chance. And for surviving, we must reject the world that trampled on our dignity... and the culprits. Otherwise, the souls of scattered compatriots will not be purified forever. And for the sake of our future compatriots... we have to be now."

I know what you're saying.

But even if I can understand... I'm not convinced.

"Hey, let me ask you something."

"... what?

"How many have you killed so far?

Cross did not answer.

You don't remember, no, you wouldn't even count in the first place.

"Sure... maybe we have power close to God. And... I got caught up in something for that and saw hell. Depraved, laughed at, scorned... I chose to die once. I hate the world, I hate people, I hate my existence... but I live now. And I'm happy to be alive now. Because I could tell with everyone, because I met my people, because I met someone who sincerely wanted to live with me, and that's why I feel happy. I ask again...... how many happiness have you ever taken?

"... that's a trick. Don't change your arguments."

"No, you're not. There's only one thing I want to say. To the happiness gained by killing people... it doesn't make sense...! You just said," I'm not talking about that dimension, "right? It's the same then. With the guy who created incompetence... you're doing the same thing"

"Then you overlook the outrage... is that what you say?

"That's a trick. There must have been more. With as much power as you have, you don't have to kill people... there must be another way. But I didn't. Give yourself up for revenge and do what you're done... so what's the solution?

"I can tell you that because you don't know. The true distortion of this world… so I can speak of idealism as a delight. Maybe we're the same. Otherwise, the world won't move. This world is in a bloodbath that cannot be wiped with a piece of paper called kindness. And even the vessel is filthy. That's why I break it. I purify everything... and that's our mission to survive."

Talk to me. Very well.

Me and Cross are different from the ground up.

What to weigh...... at that point.

So......

"... then the answer is one"

"... apparently so"

We took our seats at the same time.

Stare at each other over the table.

"Too bad... I thought I'd be able to do it with you"

"Whatever they say... you and I don't interact. I'm going my way. Make your own choices and get there on your own. And you... I'll try to help you one day."

I'm not sure myself, but for some reason I said so naturally.

Cross looks a little surprised, then closes his eyes and smiles.

"Huh... arrogant is... no, let's not. Farewell, my fellow countrymen. The next time we see each other... we'll meet in a different way."

That's what Cross leaves.

Until I lost sight of him, I stared at his back.