Nankoufuraku no Maoujou e Youkoso

"Let it go. Normally, such a rude woman..."

Mr. Lemé smiled powerlessly at me without thanking me or saying anything rude, still in a bad mood.

"Ugh, of course there are people who simply don't like me and say bad things, and that hurts. I don't think you have a choice, do you? You won't like people you don't like. I just found out you weren't. I'm used to being told, so you'll find out soon enough. You don't like me, or you're pissed off about something different."

It was a picture star.

I didn't hate Mr. Leme.

I envied Mr. Lemme's environment and said terrible things.

I'd still prefer someone who simply likes or dislikes him. I suck.

"When there is something unpleasant or painful, people spit around. To family, friends, lovers, loved ones. But some people can't do that. People who are highly self-reliant and unable to expose their weaknesses, even if they are not alone. Such people accumulate black emotions in their hearts. In order not to break, it has to dissipate. Because people around you can't do it, to someone else who's irrelevant and in just the right position."

……

His words came softly into his chest.

He was a good linguist of my Moya Moya.

"That's not a good thing, but that's why I won't abandon where I might be attacked. I'm still having a brave party."

That said, he put his hand on his chest and laughed. Its face, which I'm just a little proud of, is very impressive.

I quickly became ashamed of myself and instantly put into words the feeling I had stuck up in my chest.

"Oh, I'm sorry......! I'm sorry, terrible, terrible things. You're not so bad. I'm sorry......!

"Yes, I forgive you"

The boy nodded gently. So just to finish, he gave me forgiveness.

"How can you, you know, be so powerful, but you keep your mouth shut like that? I don't think the evaluation has to be legitimate. [Black Devil Instructor] Or because you're a woman, or because you're young, or because you can't admit it for stupid reasons, you're wrong."

I said overlapping myself with him, but Mr. Lemme never asked me what was going on.

Because if you do that, you're going to expose the wounds that I don't want to talk to people about.

So he didn't ask me anything, he just gave me the answer.

"But I'm the one who went inside the wrong mechanism"

――――

"It's easy to give up, but you suffered because you didn't. Then why didn't you give up? In my case, I had a dream. I have my own set of goals, so I can work hard. The voices around me hurt, and I honestly regret it. But when you think about when your dream comes true, it's trivial."

Why? Why... why not?

I can't change my [position (job)], so I thought I had to do what I could to live within that range.

I thought I could do that, and I spared no effort for it.

If I tell you, is it pride?

"I think I like people who don't stop trying. But if you feel the limit there, maybe you can change the way you do it."

"How to..."

He responded politely with an easy to hear voice, not appropriately because he was drunk.

"For example, you don't judge people by their youth or gender, you think you're looking for an employer like that? You can escape the unpleasant. That's not a getaway, it's a retreat. I'm sure you can find the next place to try.... what a discretionary thing to say even though I'm not familiar with it"

You thought it was an irresponsible way to say it, even to encourage it, and the boy looked sorry.

I thought to myself that my path was closed.

But retreat. How about, for example, looking for a way to work in a city far from this city?

Or if the Dungeon Master is also at a woman's place, she might listen to me.

"Can't you dare, let's get away from here? Just leave them alone..."

Ms. Lemé seemed worried that leaving these men alone would result in the next victim.

That's why you can't leave the guys and me in the same space, or leave me alone with a fling.

The gentle boy is worried about it, I see.

Sometimes surprises and fears faded, and I was getting more room than I had before, I activate my abilities.

A sub beast of bats mixing my blood with my body over a long period of time comes to my call.

"Bat...... is it a sub beast?

"Yes. Vampires suck blood and magic. So what is magic?"

"They say everything in this world, it's the original thing, right? So we can form magic to produce water and flames, and we can produce something that makes people feel better or worse."

"Right. Haven't you ever heard anything like this? It's a story about someone who used too much magic and then dried up like a mummy."

I still have a headache, but not enough to talk about it.

I think the situation where someone is on your side who will never hurt you keeps me in good spirits.

"Well, I do. I thought I'd die when my arms actually dried up... oh no, it's a story told in an old story or something, right? He even instilled magic into the magic that was supposed to be his" life force, "and he died."

"Yes, the story is the same reason why a beautiful woman who was halfway blood sucked by a vampire turned out to be like an old woman though she was helped"

"Because your vitality has been lost from your body...?

"That's right. It should never have been done, but I'm going to... make sure they never do evil again."

"They've done something that's not allowed. But..."

"It's okay. I will not deprive you of your youth...... punish you for your sins. For sin, appropriate punishment. This is what matters."

Mr. Lemé seemed to notice something there.

He looked troubled, but eventually leaned down.

"... I'm pretty drunk too, so I think I'll forget it was here tomorrow"

It pretends not to look at me, that.

I turned the bats into sinful organs that drove them to crime.

Let it take its vitality.

Now they won't be able to attack women anymore.

Mr. Lemme then gave me a lift home.

I still have my missed robe.

I found out.

Mr. Lemé didn't tell me in detail, but he is an amazing [Black Devil Instructor]. But there's something going on, and I'm alive hiding it.