My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

Out of the Japanese-room, Ichi is taken by Erica to a well-maintained garden in every corner.

Walking forward, teasing the waste of black lacquer Erica changed.

Its leg stopped under the tree with more than twenty meters. In the fantastic sight of cherry blossom petals scattered, he turned to Ichi.

"Say hello again. My name is Erica Smeragi and I am your child."

It's Harold Stokes.

Silence came as soon as we only named each other after each other. Harold's words do not contain any friendly atmosphere.

(or the tone is returning at some point...)

Speaking of which, I recall Harold having a tough tone against Erica even in the original. If so, can the salutation only be used in front of the human being on the horizon?

"This tree is the most iconic flower in our hometown of Smeragi when it comes to 'Sakura'. They didn't exist in the land, but they planted the seedlings that the lord brought in when he was supposed to move here. It was over 500 years ago, and now it's called the symbol of Smeragi."

Suddenly Smeragi's local history is told while Ichi is opening up to Harold's poor mouth.

After having trouble being silent, Erica seems to have started explaining the Sacramento tree in her eyes for now. The willingness to serve as a guide in a mental state that would not be calm is a look up.

Clearly, it is an unsuitable topic for children to crack down on, but fortunately, it was a costume story for eating cherry blossoms and a familiar Ichigo.

"It's not like the cherry blossoms I know."

The name of this tree was not revealed in the game, but the flower petals are not shaped or attached in the same way as the Someiyoshino, which was well seen in Japan. Seems heartless or dark in color.

Some breeds like this? And I twist my head, but there's no way I can get an answer.

"Do you know Sakura?

Erica's eyes, whose emotional color had been so thin so far, shook slightly.

"No, it's probably something similar and non-existent. Well, I don't care."

This mouth, which is also in excellent condition today, trumps Erica's doubts without delay.

Just trying to change the subject. This is it.

The look on Erica's face gets worse when she gets cold. Is that face disgusting or alert?

(No, the only person in the characters who hated Erica was me, Harold.)

If Erica is the most understandable expression, it's just a "Yamato stroke."

A famous lady but inseparable attitude towards everyone, the smile and kindness with which the allies can be directed down to their enemies, and the inclusiveness that softly supports the protagonist. There are as many players as there are stars that have been boned out by her who do not break their clear standing at all times.

Harold is one of the only ones who let her eat flat handed like that so furiously. It is, in a sense, a feat to be made that far.

Some players repeatedly watched the event, referring to Erica as a “reward”.

"Does that mean you're not interested in Smeragi's house?

"Take whatever you want."

"... Really? You only want the name of Smeragi."

"There's only a name, isn't that a mistake? Other than that, I don't think the Stokes are inferior. They say you're one of the most prestigious aristocrats, and you're crying at home like this."

My mouth turns amazingly myself.

It was a mistake to think that it would be more convenient for me to be somewhat disliked, so I should throw up even a slightly ill-willed line.

It is no longer a curse through ill will. I can't deny that I overstated this.

"What do you have...!

Erica groans like a groan. Eight years before the original, I'm still a child, so it seems obvious but the boiling point is considerably lower.

My face is hidden because I'm leaning down, but I can tell well that I'm angry. It's not a good idea to incite any more.

It was not until this point that I gave Erica the seal to strike the wedge of evil impressions.

"... what is this?

"Shut up and take it. And give it to your father when we get home."

"I refuse"

It is true that there are no islands to hang on to. I totally deserve it.

Erica tries to walk away from her face.

"Oh well. If you want to kill the suffering inhabitants, you can do so."

But the words stopped me unexpectedly.

Because what Harold said was like...

"... you think there's a way to help them?

"I can't say enough. But it's worth a shot."

Erica turns to the seal.

He seemed lost, but there was a certainty in Ichi that he would receive it if he put it this way.

She's sweet anyway. In other words, you like people, and you can't abandon people who are in need or suffering.

In any case, the game even has such heartbreaking depictions of defeating monsters.

What would happen if such Erica were informed of the means by which he might be able to save his own people lying on the floor?

I can't ignore it without listening, even if it lacks credibility, that it would be a suggestion from a human being with an idea that is incompatible with me: purebloodness.

A breeze blows through, and Sakura's petals dance like wrapping the two of us. After staring at each other often silently, it was Erica who moved first.

"I don't believe your words..."

Erica received the seal firmly, though with a disgruntled look. As for Ichi, that's enough.

She would give it to the task, as she put it.

"You don't have to believe it for no reason. Judge by the results."

I do not know if the task will believe and practice its content through my eyes in an absurd letter ten years old. But if you end up underdeveloped, then that's the time. I decide to think of something else.

Ichi looked up at the Sakura tree instead of sighing and looked up at the blurred cloudy blue sky.

◇

Stokes A carriage with parents and children slowly drifts away in the soft sun. There were dark clouds in Erica's mind dropping it off as opposed to a mild climate.

Needless to say, one of the causes is Harold's engagement.

Erica firmly understands that she is not a low profile. I didn't think I could get married of my own free will, and I don't have any mind-blowing thinkers.

But still, it wasn't like I didn't have hope in my life if I wasn't an adult enough to selflessly convince myself to be part of a thick house that would attach an engagement to someone else's weakness.

Not to mention I hear that the current lord of the Stokes family is a strong pureblood and a man who treats the noble bloodless people alike.

The idea is ultimately unacceptable, but for humans like them, Smeragi's blood would certainly be attractive enough to get their hands out of their throats.

I just regret being made a despised human food. I resent the fact that I cannot help Smeragi's house or its inhabitants on my own.

But Erica understood at a young age that being a night for purebloodness would save many lives.

Don't even know as much about such Erica's misery as Dew. Harold demeaned Smeragi's name. It's an unforgivable act for her.

The seal I received from such an opponent is in Erica's hands. I just want to tear it down and throw it away with my heart, but I can't renege on my promise that it would be a promise.

I have the temper to apply mud to Smeragi's face and, above all, let him swallow as much as he feels humiliated and so forth as to abandon the possibility of saving exactly the suffering inhabitants now.

"I'm sorry, Erica..."

The task that was lining up and dropping off the carriage leaked so with remorse.

He is also a parent of people. I honestly can't be happy to be tied to someone my own daughter doesn't want.

Still, it is the duty of the Lord to make bitter choices to protect the lives and foundations of the tens of thousands of people living in the Territory.

"Never mind, Father. This is also for Smeragi and the people who live here."

There is no lie in that feeling.

Right now I wanted time to calm my mind by myself.

"Father, take this. He wanted Harold to give it to your father after they left."

Erica takes the seal out of her nostalgia and gives it to the task.

"Harold, from you?

I receive a seal wondering if my parents told me to say hello on my engagement. Even if that's the case, it's the one that specified a good odd timing for going through Erica.

Normally, I would hand it to you directly.

"Then I will return to my room."

"Oh, get some rest"

Erica walked off the scene early, bowing her head to a task with a laborious smile on her face.

Tasks and Koyomi are truly guiding my mind. Such parental kindness is extra hard on Erica today.

The task blamed herself for what a burden she had put on her daughter, who behaved like a temperament.

I was wondering if there was any other way to avoid hurting Erica.

"... can you even think about it now?"

Everything is due to my lack of strength. As a result, we were to impose a burden on Erica and the people.

I don't even feel like mocking myself.

Open the seal from Harold in his gloomy chest.

The beginning of the writing was marked with greetings from when the children were not alone. The letters are also as solid as they were written by adults.

Compared to his age, he may have acquired courtesy and upbringing. This alone wasn't a bad testament to Harold on the task.

But the leeway to care about that within the course of reading the letter blew away.

The hand holding the letter contained nature and power, and by the time I had finished reading it, the ends had carved deep wrinkles.

"Is anyone there!? Get Kiryu!

The sound of the task echoed throughout the mansion. Rarely, the servants working in the mansion rush to find Kiryu.

Someone who summoned him by sounding the patter and the floor quickly appeared. He is the old duke who waited yesterday for the arrival of Harold and the others at the gatepost.

What can I do for you, sir?

"I can't talk here. Come."

What the task chose was an invisible office. So let Kiryu read Harold's letter as well.

The task cuts out in anticipation of Kiryu finishing the reading.

"That's the letter from you, Harold. What do you think?"

"... I was wondering if it would be suspicious if I were to be frank"

"I agree. But whether this is true or false, the Stokes have no advantage. Rather it suggests the Stokes family's apoptosis"

"If so, is it a third-party offer? At least I don't think that boy himself wrote it."

"You mean he was only used to bridge"

That line is the most convincing answer. Because the contents of the letter are not a substitute for a very ten-year-old child to write.

But if so, the biggest question is not clear.

"Whose hand is the problem, right? If you want to help Smeragi, you won't choose the uncertain means to go around so far."

"So you think it's the work of someone who has a heart for Stokes?

"It's also someone close enough to ask you a favor, Harold, or you can manipulate him as you please. That's like brainwashing."

Otherwise this letter would not have arrived at the source of the task, nor would it have allowed the written conditions to be fulfilled.

The mastermind's purpose is the Stokes family's apoptosis or something else that lies ahead. We don't have enough information at the moment to calculate that.

"If you look at it the way it is worn, it may be a push against Smeragi..."

"That's more risky than what you get for it. As you say, Smeragi is now in a state of distress, and if you're still still there, you won't have to rush into the form you want."

Kiryu is right. Unless a solution is found this way, Smeragi will soon cease to exist without economic support.

"I mean, if the Lord of this letter doesn't want it..."

"It's very likely that what's written is true."

This is not a fundamental solution.

However, if the effect is achieved, a respite is created in the time to search for a solution. Then I might be able to destroy my engagement and set Erica free, as stated in the letter.

"Kiryu, get everything you need right away. Use for those who wish after describing the hazard"

There is no certainty that all the letters are true. But it's a glimmer of light to the situation in Gori Mist.

Even if we were to dance with someone's palm, Tasks decided to take this chance to bet.