Kite suspects me.
That's what I felt about him today.
Somewhere soft and nervous.
"--- Besides, have they found out...?"
Return to the inn's room and sit on the bed to recall Kite's unnatural reaction in the guild.
I did ask him why he didn't take orders from the fighting system, but nothing suspicious should have happened.
No, you didn't. So you were suspicious and trying to find out where I came from?
"I don't know...."
A man named Alihara Kite is, in a word, a boy full of goodness.
Basically, it's very popular, and I don't feel irritated or uncomfortable talking.
……?
I hear a sound of the door opening in the opposite room.
I wonder if it's Rifa from where it is.
Not much to worry about, but the footsteps are heading towards Kite's room next door.
"No, that's not the relationship... no, that's not it."
I can tell by looking at the normal state of things, but the girl named Reefa has a bit of a shame.
Compared to my sister Nia, it's a really cute thing, but even after I started living here, the sadness has been showing a lot.
I know you miss Kite as much as you can see, but I know it's not that close.
So, what brings the Rifa to his room?
"... why don't you ask?"
No, but it's bad to ask on your own... no!
"What am I thinking...! Don't be sweet! I'm here to scout!"
No, if you live here, you'll forget who you were when you were in the Demon Kings Army!
While shaking his head and chasing away his guilt and sweet thoughts, he removed two communication magic tools from his bag.
"... connect this with the spare..."
A magic tool that allows you to communicate from a distance can also allow you to listen to conversations that are slightly distant from each other.
In that case, I have to manually activate one of the magic tools, but it is not a problem for me.
Reach out to the potted plants from the flower shop Monica the other day.
Take a handful of soil away from the planted flowers as much as possible.
Creative Forest dwarf Little Golem
When you enclose magic in the soil of your palm, it moves alone into a small golem with a hat on it.
As I lowered my hips next to the door with the golem in my hand, I moved the golem with the communication magic equipment from the slightly open door gap to the front of Kite's room.
"Go."
Golem lifts his magic equipment and turns to the door.
Having checked from the door gap where I was in position, I activated each other's magic tools and eavesdropped on the conversation that was taking place in Kite's room.
No way, Iris....
Ah, actually, Mr. Iris... is right.
Ugh!
He's talking about me.
And it makes me feel empty as if my heart were empty.
I wasn't prepared.
It wasn't like I was suspicious when I came here, and it was like a miracle that Kites mistook me for being captured by the Devil's Army.
"The dream is over."
If they find out already, I have to leave.
I wish I could stay here a little longer, but I am the Demon King Army and Rifa is a brave man.
It's never a match.
I thought so, when I tried to cut the magic instrument...
"--- The Father of the Lord of England, Makana"
——— The hand that tried to cut the magic instrument into Shif's voice stops.
What the hell is that voice?
Didn't they find out I was the Devil's Army?
What happened to my father?
I trembled my hand and restarted my magic tool on my ear.
Are you sure Mr Berse is the real father of Mr Iris?
"... what?"
... thioya?
Who is it? Mine?
I don't understand what that means.
I hear something completely unexpected and my head turns pure white.
"It seems I haven't seen her in twelve years since I left her... solan-san."
My mother's name.
Berse was probably the name of the Guild Leader.
"Really... what is your mother doing now?"
What comes to mind is the man who gives the interview with a stunning smile on his face.
When I told him that my mother was already dead, he erased the smile that had been on his mind and was just stunned.
I didn't know what that meant, but now I understand.
"Death...!? Death...!? Is that true...?"
Sorry for the disturbance. It must have been a painful memory for you too.... "
I thought he was a strange man.
I thought he was a sentimental man when his family died.
He's my father? Is there such a convenient coincidence?
"Why were you separated for 12 years? Didn't you get to see him?
"I tried to meet him, but he couldn't let me see him..."
Listen to Kite's sad, mouthful voice.
You shouldn't ask in the future.
When I hear it, I'm sure the nanica inside me will change dramatically.
But I knew it, but I couldn't help but ask.
--My mother and father were separated because they were threatened by the settlement.
My mother went back to the settlement with me in fear of my father being killed.
My father didn't know my mother was dead until I came.
My father had been in the settlement for twelve years, trying to meet me and my mother.
I was stunned.
I can feel my father's hatred in me until now shattering like glass.
Berse was my father.
Authentic, true and true.
But the emotions that spring up inside me weren't pleasure.
"Those old people... how ruined our lives they are...!"
I've been trying to pick you up...!
He came nearby...!
I wonder if those people in that settlement have even kept silent with me until now...!
And he kept quiet to my father that my mother and I were gone!!
I'm sure it's about them.
He would have laughed at Berse trying to meet us without him.
I strongly dislike its horribility and ugliness.
"... it's too late, too late."
I am the Demon King Army.
Hang on to your knees.
"There's no way I can go back to my family now..."
Not with my own hands, but my hands were dirty with blood when I set up the operation and cooperated.
Besides, I will not allow the hate that smokes inside my chest to return to its normal family.
Let's go back to the Demon King Army.
What should I do if Berse is my real father?
He is a good man who can rely heavily on his guild adventurers.
Definitely not a stray thing like me.
"If I can, I want you both to go back to your original family...."
"....."
Kind words from Kite.
Now it shakes my heart helplessly.
Let's get out of here tomorrow morning before I change my mind.
Strongly wiping tears from my eyes, I cut the magic trick to cut off the untrained.