No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

With the fully automatic stripping unjunction machine aside, I wield the dimensional fleas as a trick.

Bad for a work machine that has hit the release of the stripping junction for over a month since it came into operation, but at the end of the day I still wanted to release it with my own hands.

It's really best to let Melvi do it, but the magic stored in the battery of the work machine is mine, so when Melvi wields fleas here, the stripping junction plays off.

Beginning with Melvi, even the usually migratory fairies watched my work in solitary spit.

"... this is the last time"

I take a good look at Melvi.

Melvi nods.

I finally unleash my last thrust.

With both the quiet sounds, the last piece of the stripping knot peeled off.

I see Mr. Alphesia, the most beautiful girl in the world.

Mr. Alphesia slightly wandered off.

The fairies embark on themselves.

Mr. Alfecia's eyelids lifted slowly, jade? Color eyes captured the fairies gathered in the cave.

"... everyone..."

Tears appeared in Mr. Alphesia's eyes.

"Well done... well done You have taken so long to help me. Thank you so much."

"" "Your husband ~ ~ ~ ~!

The fairies arrive at Mr. Alphesia who said so.

I shouldn't be bothering you right now.

I jumped on Mr. Alphesia and saw Melvi crying, killing the signs and getting out of the cave.

◇

That night, a grand festival was held in the Tetertian Fairy Township to commemorate the resurrection of Mr. Alphesia.

As a special guest, I was also invited to the Culvert family, including Father Alfred, Mother Julia, Brother Berhardt, Brother Chester, Brother David, Jeremiah, Asla and Steph.

The fairy land is in a narrow space between spirit and matter. Everyone invited looked subtly different than usual.

My father and mother weren't much different, but Brother Berhardt turned out to be some twelve- or three-year-old, naughty-looking boy. On the contrary, Brother David looks like a calm young man about thirty years old.

The biggest amplitude among the brothers was Brother Chester, who turned out to be a magnificent man with white hair. This, in elves terms, seems to be about a step ahead of the elders. I guess the spirit is pretty old because only the woods and bows live like friends. I feel like I've seen it, Alfred, older than Dad. Brother Berhardt, who became a boy, was grinning relentlessly at his fingers.

Jeremiah was happy to be a sister for a couple of years. Asura, on the contrary, had only a slightly younger appearance and he seemed dissatisfied. It was Steph who was unexpected, becoming a calm woman from the present age of 21 to several years older.

By the way, I looked like a 7 or 8 year old when I was about 12 years old.

At the feast, Mr. Alphesia, the fairies' master, took the head.

Along with the same unique toast signals that the fairies do well, the cool sounds of the glasses bumping into each other echo the fairy land.

"Let me say hello again to all of you who have gathered"

Where the place warmed up, Mr Alfecia said.

"This time, thanks to your efforts, I have been able to open up from years of sealing. I'm filled with happiness when I wonder if I can live with the fairies this way again. Again, thank you"

Mr. Alphesia bows his head.

"No, because this is pretty much what Edgar and Mr. Melvi did. We have nothing."

That's what Dad Alfred said on behalf of everyone.

"Sure, it's what Melvi and I did mainly, but we're getting a lot of help from everyone,"

I say.

"No, compared to all of Melvi's cancer, what I did wouldn't be a big deal at all. At best, we've just assembled machines in the last few years."

Without the dimensional fleas created by Melvi, Mr. Alphesia's liberation would not have come to an end even if there had been a disarming machine.

"To Melvi, you don't get your head up anymore. Thank you so much, Melvi. I'm so glad you're here."

Embrace Melvi, who Mr. Alfecia was flying by.

"Oh, wow, your husband," Melvi says in an unprecedentedly cute voice.

Is this a lily or a lily? It's a bit of a new axis to say that lilies come in so different sizes.

All this time, it seemed like I was the only one who thought such an indiscretion, and those on this occasion were similarly suppressing their eyeballs and weeping, both fairies and the Culver family.

... No, I'm impressed, too, of course. I think I've seen Melvi's misery the closest I can get.

◆

After Easter.

I was asking Mr. Alphesia to make time for me.

Ask them to come without the eyes of the fairies in Fairy Town.

Brother David was waiting there with a tense face.

The King has made one request in making Brother David his prime minister.

That's Brother David marrying Princess Irvara.

Although this is only a "request," he also said it was necessary to silence dissatisfied aristocrats with this measure and make it easier for them to do their job as prime ministers.

"Oh no... Whatever I do, how does Princess Irvara feel?

Brother David asked the king that, but I could imagine the answer.

"Irvara is more of a rider. I didn't want my daughter to do anachronistic things like political marriage, either, but if she wants to, she has nothing to say from me. As a royal son-in-law, he's capable enough."

Hearing the king's answer, Brother David said to squeeze out "Let me reply again" with the one that turns red or blue.

I know what your brother cares.

I'm still dragging on Mr. Luce.

Turns out Mr. Luce is Mr. Alphesia, the original elf, and his brother understands he doesn't want either.

But I'm talking about my innocent brother David. You must be feeling resistant to marrying a princess like you gave her palm back even though you said you liked her until the other day.

If you can't marry Mr. Luce for a second, it's possible that you've decided to stay single for the rest of your life. Brother David is a man of logic, but if you decide to do that, you won't be able to accommodate him. One +1 is two, and I don't think maybe even three.

I, too, feel a little responsible for the fact that I said I would support you.

But Princess Irvara is a freak, but she's not a bad guy, and I think she looks good with her brother because she has researcher skin. You're beautiful if you keep your mouth shut.

It will also be true that it will be easier to do your job as prime minister, as the king says.

When she was born a princess, she would still consider dowry to another country, but Princess Irvara had no foreign royalty or leading domestic nobility who wanted her daughter-in-law because of two names: "Blood Trail Princess". Still, of course, it's no different to being a princess, so if you become that son-in-law, you'll be treated like a royal.

Nevertheless, it was on my own initiative to pronounce my brother prime minister. I just can't tell you to marry someone you don't want for that.

I just can't even watch Brother David scorn his happiness by sticking to Mr. Alphesia.

So I decided to set up a one-on-one place for Mr. Alphesia and Brother David to talk.

... I'll say no for once, but I wasn't here.

It will be a story that I heard from the two of you later and reconstituted.

"Mr. Luce...... no, Mr. Alfecia"

"Good evening, Mr. David"

They shut up as soon as they exchanged greetings.

It was Brother David who broke the silence.

"I liked Mr. Luce... no, I still don't feel that way anymore"

"... Really?"

Mr. Alphesia gave him a hazy look.

There seems to be trouble somewhere.

"But Mr. Alphesia is not interested in me as a human being."

Brother David relaxes and says.

"I'm not interested... I have a saying. It means being a lover, being a couple, and not thinking about building a family. The truth is, maybe you should shy away from even being friends"

"... why?

"I think you would know. David is a very smart man."

My brother looks up to Mr. Alphesia, whom I said lonely.

Your brother stares at Mr. Alphesia.

The only thing that dwells in those eyes is affection, desire and untrained and... no more in person.

You never get what you wanted to get, but you never do.

There are many things like that in life, but nothing would have spearheaded it more than an unrewarded love.

Your brother is a gatherer of knowledge.

They devour knowledge as they desire, chew it, sort it out, and feed themselves.

For your brother, the desire for knowledge is arguably the fourth desire, and the Royal Library Labyrinth, which responds to that desire indefinitely, was a fountain of endless pleasure for your brother.

My brother had a gift as a secretary.

Exceptional brains. Memory. Greed for knowledge.

They allowed my brother to devour pleasure from the library labyrinth.

Make it that brother, there's something you can't get.

No matter how much wisdom you squeeze, there are those you can't handle.

"I don't know..."

My brother snapped pompously.

"I don't know. No, I know what you're saying. I get it. The measure of living time (timescale) is different between you and me, who are like God. Even if it is tied, it is a false dream, and it is a sad separation to visit at the end. No, not yet if it's just a separation. The difference in timescale is the difference in consciousness. It's the difference between priority. It's a difference of taste. It's a difference in values. Only in the beginning will we be satisfied even if we are united, and gradually our discontent with each other will accumulate"

"Exactly. Sad thing......"

Mr. Alphesia nods.

"What I don't know is how I feel. Even though I know with my head that what Mr. Alfecia says is right, I don't listen to what your feelings say.

I still didn't understand why His Highness Ellen had committed such a selfish and irrational crime when he revealed it. Though not to me, I had no idea how all those intellect bearers could have been dominated by obnoxious ambitions and jealousy and gone down the road to ruin.

But now I feel like I know a little bit. Human beings sometimes have a desire that they can't help. It's raw in words to boil. That feeling comes as abruptly as it comes down from heaven, without resistance. If that happens, it's over. What good would intelligence or self-control do? Perhaps His Highness Ellens knew. that I am on the path to ruin. I knew it, but I couldn't stop it. That's what I know right now... "

"Mr. David......"

"It's tricky because it's really intelligent. I know I want something I can't get. If I hadn't known, I could have wasted it like a non-stubborn child. Maybe that's how I still gave up being loving to you. Or maybe, like His Highness, Ellens, he could martyr to his own aspirations by going down the road to ruin. Such misfortune must not seem to have been the only salvation. In that sense, His Highness might have been happy. Rather than lid with reason on ambition and live with dissatisfaction, I'll bet on ruin and the fulfilment of my own aspirations, even though I know it. I see, that's one way of prescribing yourself."

Brother David keeps talking.

I'm not talking to Mr. Alphesia like that. I'm not even talking to myself. I don't want you to hear it, but I want you to hear it. My brother said later that there was such a contradictory psychology.

Mr. Alphesia had listened to his brother's philosophical (or didactic) narrative in a calm manner.

We both knew it was a story with no answers.

Alternatively, it can be said that the answer was obvious.

But the answer was unacceptable.

So talk forever. Postpone. Explore whether there is no way out of the poignant, lucid and extreme answer of reason. And make sure there's no way out, and keep moaning about it.

Finished listening to all your brother's stories, Mr. Alphesia says quietly.

"I may be saying cruel things. But I'll tell you because I think you'll see."

Mr. Alphesia cuts words short.

"It's time. Time will fix it. Unacceptable pain will also fade over time"

"It seems to me that dilution in itself is a blasphemy for my present feelings"

"I dare you. You must not ruin your life by martyring in your present feelings. For a heterogeneous being like me, I must not compromise your happiness. You have a duty to be happy. It's not a right, it's a duty."

"Obligations…"

"There are a lot of people who care about you. Edgar, you said it was a pleasure to be close to David because he didn't have a brother in his previous life."

"... Really?"

"I, too, am one of those who cares about you. You can't mislead me for my sake. I want you to be happy."

"Happiness, is…. But I can't believe I'm happy without you..."

"There's that happiness, too. Everything doesn't work out the way you want. Sometimes you will feel uncomfortable with your aspirations and different realities. But it means living, including that. as my life consists of a sad farewell to many close people"

Mr. Alphesia's eyes narrow slightly.

Brother David could have noticed the deep sorrow that dwells there.

"Mr. David. I should be able to be you. Having a calm view of my life, distancing myself from irreconcilable emotions. You are not just someone to be flushed by emotions. That's why you have the truth about a life that you can get close to. You are a man who will be martyred by truth. It's much more like you than drowning in emotions."

Silence fell between them.

Fairy Town also has instant stars.

There are moons that are full and lacking.

Mr. Alphesia, who created the Tetertian Fairy Township, is not an unrelated person because of such natural wanderings.

I'm not the kind of person who can stay unaware of people's emotional subtleties.

That's why Brother David was attracted to her.

I wanted to walk with her.

But that hope will never come true.

Where Brother David, known as Genius, has tried so hard, he cannot grasp the stars shining in the sky in his hands.

"... truth, huh? That's what I have to admit. He said it was unfulfilled love."

Brother David told me to squeeze it out.

My brother, who utters the word, seemed to suffer.

"You are completely different from the second prince that you tried to fall for your belly brother. If your feelings were completely selfish, all I had to do was reject them cold."

Mr Alfecia said that somewhat reluctantly.

Brother David barked.

"Ohhhhhh!

Squeeze and crouch your hair.

Mr. Alphesia hesitates to reach for that shoulder.

In the meantime, your brother was standing up.

"... I get it. More than that, I see."

From Brother David's face, which was so crushed, only a little, the color of melancholy had faded.

◆

While Brother David and Mr. Alphesia were discussing it, I was returning to one king's capital and calling on the goddess from the altar of the Temple of the Circle.

- Did you call him?

The voice of the goddess echoes behind her brain.

"Oh. I have something to tell you."

I'll sort my head out and then I'll talk.

"Mr. Alphesia told me. Apparently it was Attiella, the magical god, who sealed Mr. Alphesia, the original elf, in the stripping kingdom"

"What is it!?"

The goddess is astonished.

After all, the goddess didn't seem to know about this either.

"How could she, the Good God, do such a thing..."

"According to Mr. Alphesia's explanation, Mr. Alphesia is dangerous, so let's say"

"Danger......?

"Oh, Mr. Alphesia says that, although Mr. Alphesia is not very suitable for combat, he was in the role of helping other ancestral elves and primitive humans through the creation of magic props."

'Yeah, you're right. How helpful we were thanks to her created magic props. If she hadn't been sealed, the forces of the evil god Monugonese would have been much smaller by now'.

"That seems to be why Attiella put Mr. Alphesia at risk. Looks like you thought it was a potential threat to you."

A potential threat?

"The Initial Elf, even if he is called a demigod, can't reach God's staircase as a real problem... Apparently." Half of God, the other half is the part that can't be helped. "

'That's... you're right. The first Elves are only earthly beings. I have too much power to do that, so when the earth settles, it was my plan to raise it to heaven. In the end, the battle against the forces of the evil gods will cost all but Mr. Alphesia's original elves their lives.'

"Mr. Alphesia specializes in magic props. Unlike other ancestral elves, I can accumulate strength in my 'outside'. The power of individual magic props may be limiting. But what if it's a bunch? Or what if there's a big breakthrough in the art of creating magic props? It could become a more versatile and powerful technology than Attiella's managed magic registry. In short, Attiella sealed Mr. Alphesia for fear that her status as a god would be jeopardized."

'That's the thing......! Come on, Attiella...... I've been obsessed with my powers as a god for a long time, but I can't believe I even did that...'

"So far, the testimony belongs only to Mr. Alphesia. I think it's reliable."

'Right. Oh... that's a hell of a thing. I can't even cover her up any more when this happens. We need to get the gods together to discuss what to do...'

A rare, emotionally exposed goddess.

I thought there seemed to be some certainty between the magic god Attiella and the goddess.

When the goddess tried to grant Mervy protection in her growth sleep after the incident of "Yata-glass", she was obstructed by Attiella.

Still, I don't think the goddess was seriously angry, even if she was ever a little angry.

"I'm sorry, but I need you to find out."

'Course you do. Instead, you seem to be worried about people on earth. "

I'll ask the goddess, who sighs and says, what I cared about.

"Attiella, but there's just no such thing as working with evil gods, is there?

'Hmmm...... Exactly, though I'd like to. You can't tell me you're not confident because I never thought you were doing this betrayal. But one way or another, I think Attiella moved at her own discretion, regardless of the evil gods'

"Didn't you conduct an inquiry at the time about Mr. Alfecia being sealed?

"The apostle on the side of the evil gods had a powerful suspect. The Apostle was defeated by the attack of the other Elves. In the end, there was no evidence that the apostle had done it, but the investigation came to an end when he saw it as indeterminate."

"Is that what you mean..."

Maybe Attiella did some induction on the suspect, too. You think the goddesses really got Attiella's say because they didn't even seem to think the good gods would do that?

'... yes, that's why I had this opportunity to talk to you.'

The goddess said so out of the way.

"I'm talking about the embryo bug. I was able to extract a large amount of curse from the embryo bug you sealed. Let me purify this curse and reward you in a different way from the normal level up. '

"... okay?

"Yeah. I'm a useful actor in this case. I'll send it now, won't I?

I made a teasing noise in front of me and something fell like a thin box.

Picking that up the size of a smartphone in a previous life, it was just a smartphone. On the screen of the smartphone is a goddess smiling and waving.

"... What's this?

It's a hassle to connect to the altar, isn't it? Let me get back to you. "

"I appreciate it, okay? How dare you interfere with the ground...?

"It was originally made by Mr. Alphesia over a thousand years ago. I just recovered it and rewrote it into an interface similar to the Earth's smartphone '

"No, you're interfering enough."

"Why can't we interfere in the first place, because we were likely to be attached to the side of the evil gods, right? But the surplus dimensions around Monocanus are confusing because of all the work Pestle has done. That it's possible to do some things now."

"Right. It helps."

"Because it incorporates the same functionality as the altar, [skill magic] can also be used via it. In this case of Embrio, you couldn't move from the altar."

He has also succeeded in reverting to the original human being with a subroutine for status fixes built by the goddess about the embryo monsters that had fallen into Asla's body.

Asura was to be regularly seen by Mr. Alfecia in the future.

It is also to be consulted with Mr. Alphesia as to whether he can take out Knight's personality and give him another body. The same applies to Mr. Siel's consciousness copied to the Holy Sword (Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler)).

Yeah, it's a good opportunity, so let me ask you something.

"I'm talking about Asla and Mr. Siel, can't you give her body with the power of a goddess?

"Uh-huh... that level of interference is just as dangerous. I guess I'll have to talk to Mr. Alphesia. '

Since Mr. Alphesia is the one who "made" the Mervi's fairies, it seems technically possible to make something that will serve as a vessel for the soul.

However, unlike in ancient times, he said nowadays Mr. Alphesia does not have all that material at his disposal. This material is said to be of a similar nature to the Goddess's gift.

"There are a lot of curses that I have been able to collect this time, so it is possible to accommodate you when something happens. Tell that to Mr. Alphesia."

"Okay."

I wonder if this is what I'm asking.

From now on you can use this smartphone (like) to interact at any time.

I just need to hear it again, even if I've missed it.

I shall return to my fairy home, which should still be immersed in the aftermath of the festival.

◇

There is only one place to stay available for humans in Fairy Town.

The Culés are staying in the mansion, which was (and will be) used as Mr. Alphesia's house. They say the name of the mansion is Blue Rose Villa.

When I returned to Villa Blue Rose, for some reason, everyone was gathered in the dining room.

I just thought I was already asleep.

"Oh, you're finally here."

Brother Chester looked at me and said:

"Maybe you were expecting me?

When I heard it, we snorted together.

That's what you've done wrong.

In the dining room were the appearances of Father Alfred, Mother Julia, Brother Berhardt, Brother Chester, Brother David, Stef, Jeremiah, Mervy and Asla.

Even so, Asla lies down on the couch and sleeps. It looks like a happy side. I was worried that "screwed" the Embrio Monster would cause me problems, but Mr. Alphesia has assured me that he's okay, too. However, both physically and mentally, they also asked me to see them regularly because distortions may occur as they grow. Of course, even this one would be appreciated.

Brother David, who looked like he was thinking about it here, was also sitting in the corner of the dining room looking just a little blown out.

I thought it was Father Alfred who was at the center of all this together - and it was like Mother Julia next to him.

"-Julia."

When his father urged him, Julia's mother nodded small and took a seat.

"Today, I have an announcement for everyone"

Rarely has it changed and my mother says.

Mother rubs her stomach with her right hand and opens her mouth to peel.

"Ugh... I think I can do it"

To the words, together, they pounded for a moment.

My mother looks happy and wandering.

He said he could... No way.

"Yes! Edgar and Jeremiah had a brother or sister. Ah!

... Seriously.

That's a couple, so I thought we could do it someday.

The goddess also said a long time ago that her father's attention to the military gods should make it easier for her to have children.

It was Steph who reacted first.

"Congratulations, ma'am!

Steph says congratulatory words ahead of the fuzzy men who didn't know how to react.

"Wow, you're gonna be my brother or my sister, too."

Jeremiah also rarely leaks a tense voice.

I knew the women would react quickly at times like this.

"Heh, there's a new child in Julia's tummy..."

And Melvi is also flying in front of her mother's stomach with interest.

Well, fairies don't have children, so human pregnancy is rare.

"Mm-hmm, I have a baby...?

She joined the wheel at some point until Asla, who was supposed to have been asleep, stroking her mother's belly with a strange face.

The men who have been left will also take me back and utter words of celebration in their mouths.

Apparently only my father had been informed beforehand, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

My brother or my sister.

I'm looking forward to it because I wasn't around today in my previous life.

Over time, the Culés also change.

The world will also change at a faster rate than that.

To be precise, me, Brother David, and the resurrected Mr. Alphesia will be joined to make a big "change" in the world.

I would lie if I said I wasn't anxious about that.

But I still think it's necessary to take the evil god threat away from this world.

Besides, I'm sure I can do it with everyone here.

I was reinvigorating myself as I watched the family surrounding my congratulations mother.