Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"That's Prince Maximilian... hey"

I was sneaking around watching the two dancing at the night club, and I was watching the signs around me.

The King Prince of Sahaja, whom I see for the first time, is apparently the person as rumored.

He's wearing a cat in his own country, and he doesn't look like that in Wilhelm either.

Probably because I can't fathom the King Prince of Wilhelm as it is, but it seemed like quite a crook.

I don't know what you're thinking.

There were no plans for Maximilian to come to Wilhelm. I can say that with certainty.

Because he came here with an urgent case. That's what happens.

"I've been telling you to let me see the princess."

I don't see that.

The princess is certainly the only Lord and irreplaceable and important person for me, but she doesn't care for Sahaja.

And yet I tell her to come all the way down here and let me see the princess.

I don't think it makes sense.

"Not much on the Princess's side until you know your intentions. You don't seem to want to leave."

Even if it's good when the princess is with her husband, otherwise you might want to be careful. It is the royalty who does not know where and by whom they are buying their grudges.

I can't say enough about never being targeted.

Watch the princess dancing with Maximilian again.

I feel harder on my face than usual because it's my heart. I realized I must hate it a lot, and it erupted small.

When it comes to King Maximilian Prince, he is just as beautiful as he is said to be Silent King Prince.

In fact, when I say a lot of the ladies send hot glances to Maximilians dancing in the dance hall. I think it's quite something because I think you look beautiful even from a guy's ole.

But the princess doesn't seem interested at all.

"Princess, you're in love with your husband."

It doesn't seem to be conscious, but my lord is in love with the man who will be my husband in a few months. Needless to say, the other husband.

When I tell him in person, he denies it with great momentum, but I think if I look at the two of them, everyone will know.

When I'm with you, I stick around, and I don't mind the place.

It also seems silly to tease if you are constantly touching somewhere in your body and giving it a sweet atmosphere. You're right to just disperse.

I know you're disqualified as an escort, but it's that invincible king prince on your side.

There's that guy, and there's no way he couldn't protect him.

In that I can entrust the princess to someone I can trust, I think the man chosen by the princess was good for that man. It is often helpful because you are free to move in the meantime.

"Come on, I wonder what Sahaja's purpose is. I guess the most likely ones are things like getting ready for Wilhelm's offensive strategy after all..."

The king of Sahaja is after Wilhelm, a pure fact that even the little children of that country know.

Two more years have passed since the last battle. It's not weird that it's time to move.

But Wilhelm has that king prince.

A totally undeserved king prince. From Sahaja, that's the prince of the nightmare.

There can be no victory over Sahaja unless we do something about him.

There's no way you can beat the rumored king prince who slaughters 10,000 on his own.

... and I thought that much.

"... maybe... you think you're going after the princess to kill the power of Prince Wang? That look?... No way... but"

I can't say enough about it.

If you find out about that husband's drowning, it wouldn't be strange if someone thought it was quicker to attack him from that side.

It's easier than attacking him.

"... are you serious... hey, chip"

For a moment, it was faint but killer.

I get sick and tired of noticing that. Because I remember this killing.

"Whoa, whoa... Didn't he leave?"

I shrugged my head. There is more to it than planned.

The Lord of Killer is affiliated with the Sahaja Assassin Guild 'Black', 'Black Traitor'.

It's a share.

You can't go wrong with his unique killing spirit.

You mean you've skipped the kill so only I can tell... come out?

I noticed that and the sigh spilled.

Drop your eyes on the dance floor.

King Maximilian Prince and Princess dancing.

And the princess's husband staring at the state of it.

As far as that husband can see, King Maximilian Prince on the boulder won't be able to imitate anything odd either.

Deciding that it seemed okay to leave, Ole decided to reluctantly respond to the call for a share.

◇ ◇ ◇

"You left, didn't you?

Behind the castle, out of sight.

I quickly found out where Sharet was lurking, so I called out to you.

It was decided that Sharet would show up soon.

Breathe into that outfit that came out of the shade.

Black long priestly clothing. However, it is the reverse cross rosary that adorns the chest.

Confronted Sharet, who wore rumored work clothes, and struck his inner tongue.

Work clothes... I mean, I'm at work.

This place is still in the castle, even if I say it's invisible.

I don't want to bother the princess by doing flashy things.

Sharer was more relaxed against me, who made me nervous that it could be a battle.

"Is that it? Has he noticed? I knew Cain was sharp. I didn't think anyone would feel my signs."

When I heard a light voice who could see round that I was unwilling to carry out the battle, I gently removed my body's strength.

Still keep a minimum of vigilance.

"Hey...... call it in killer (sole) what are you talking about. By and large, your killing spirit is unique. Do it better if you want to hide it."

Sticky killer. There's no way I can go wrong with just a small amount.

I told him to throw it away, but for some reason Sharet smiled happily.

"Wow. I've never seen Cain say that to me. Glad to hear it. I knew it would be fun to talk to people standing in the same place."

The characteristic cat's eyes narrow. This one gets more and more frustrated with the guy who talks relaxed.

"... Didn't you say you were going back to Sahaja"

"I'm home. I got a job, so here I am again. You know that, don't you? Next job again as soon as you think you're home. Popular people are hard, aren't they? I don't even have time to rest."

Sometimes I stare at a guy who shudders that he wants a long vacation.

I don't have time to hang out with stupid jokes.

We need to find out what this man's purpose is.

"Now I'm here to kill who. I don't think so. Are you a Sahaja dignitary?

When he asked if even King Maximilian Prince had come to kill him by order of the king, Sheat looked out and waved his hands.

No, no, no. I appeal to you very much.

"Then I won't bother to come abroad and kill you. It's a pain in the ass, and I'm talking about work taboos. You know that too, don't you?

I almost convinced myself for a moment but I stepped on it.

Common sense of Sahaja's assassins. Do you know anything about that?

"... I have nothing to do with the Alliance anymore"

"So you're not tied to the decision? Well, sure. Organizations are troublesome. I hope you don't have any hassle. I admire you too."

"Just answer my question. What are you doing here? Who are you here to kill?"

He's a really angry talker.

I wondered what to do. I put my hands on the back of my head, and I thought a little. Sharet put a finger up and put it on his own lips.

"You're not convinced that's a secret, are you?... here we go. I'll tell you. It's nothing to hide. This time I'm basically in a standby position. I have a different assignment. The mission is… your solicitation"

"What?"

I couldn't understand what I was told and I heard a dumb voice.

"So I came all the way to a foreign country like this to solicit you. This is me. 'Cause if you cain, you're gonna kill me before anyone else talks. I'm in charge."

"What solicitation... is it in 'black'?

I remembered the organization to which Sharet belonged, and if I asked him about the frenzy, Sharet shook his head to represent a denial.

"Yeah. To my client, yeah. Something tells me I really want you. Even if I were you, I think it would be fun for you to come back to this side, so this is how I pulled the request."

What do we do? To the man I ask with my gaze, I'm flattered. Is he the king of Sahaja?

From his attitude, I'm pretty much sure.

But there is no natural option to snort.

I've already signed a contract with the princess, and I'm not going to change my purpose.

What kind of guy is this? It's too late.

"Say no."

"I guess. You look like that. The truth is, I didn't expect to see you here today. Because I thought you'd already left this country. 'Cause you do, don't you? Last time you said you didn't want to go home to Sahaja, and you weren't serving here. That's why I assumed you weren't there."

"That's bad."

"No? That's good because I wanted to see you... why are you still here? Is this country that good for you?

Respond concisely to the share asking tilting your neck all the time.

"Nothing."

It doesn't matter.

For me, the place where the Lord is is is where I should be.

I'm here because I have a princess. That's all we're talking about.

It doesn't matter if it's actually over the far ocean or across the desert. If there is a Lord there.

"I stay because I have a reason to stay. That's all. And that's none of your business... even to those hiding in the bushes there."

As I say, I throw the knife I was letting sneak in my nostalgia. There was a sound of the wind cutting, and a creeping voice was heard from the back of the prosperity. I hear it after a while, the sound of people falling over and down.

The knife stabbed brilliantly into one of the steeples, apparently stopping the other's breathing roots.

Confirming that with just his gaze, Sharet claps deliberately.

"Sassaru. I heard Reaper handles knives well, but you're more than I imagined. Even if you can't see it, hit the steeple."

"... how many people did you bring here for me alone?"

The signs of the remaining few were quickly pulled by the fall of one of his companions.

When he confirmed it and looked at Sharet, he clapped his shoulders at the boy.

"I don't. Because I'm not involved. Didn't your client get worried and do it on his own? So you don't need me to protect you."

"Is that why you didn't move?

"Yeah. 'Cause it's not my job. I don't care if you live or die other than the target."

I distort my face to a share that tells me I don't know anything about my people.

"... you're broken"

"If you say so, you're one of a kind. Red Reaper. Killing without vision is worse than me."

Am I right?

I didn't have any company, so I just didn't have to make any rounding choices.

But I can't help it, and I think it's natural that it looks that way.

So I nodded.

"Oh, I'm broke. I don't deny it."

"You're just like me. I can only live as an assassin. Only as a tool. So come on. If we can be useful as tools together, that's fine."

"That's not true"

"Huh?"

I made myself clear as Share looked out for me. I even thought I was proud of myself for being instantly deniable.

I was unconscious, but I think maybe I was smiling.

I'm not a tool.

Because the princess said that my lord never once treated me as a tool. He faced me right as one person.

He told me he had beautiful red eyes that he hated.

He admitted that I was fine.

"You wouldn't know. Whatever they say, I'm not going. If you're exercising strength, you're just resisting.... you know how strong I am, right?

Thanks to your covenant with the princess, the shackles of power are off.

Secret surgery could be exercised without problems, and physical abilities rose to a point where they were not comparable to those before the contract.

I'm much stronger now than I was before.

I don't have to say I'm intact. I have confidence I can repel...

"Hmm, I'd just like to refrain if I could. They told me to bring you in, but you look much stronger than I was asking, and I'm not under orders to kill you. It's hard to catch alive, to be honest. It's against my policy to kill without an order."

This one faces the share telling me what to do like I'm really in trouble.

"... then get out of here today"

"Hmm, is that reasonable? Tell the client that you are unwilling to serve. So I don't know what the next order will be... well, okay for now. I will."

Then I'll pull the share I'm about to return to.

I need to ask you another important thing.

"Hey, Share. You said you had another standby assignment.... is someone after you?

Calling his name, Sharet stopped walking perfectly.

Looking back slowly.

"... well, but I can't teach you that to a boulder, can I? Think for yourself."

"... are you after the royalty of this country or something?

"Is that what this has to do with you?

"... Shit. It doesn't matter."

It's not a good idea to have a bad relationship with the princess. I didn't think so and I couldn't hear anything more. I bit my teeth. [M]

Sharet is staring at me.

"... what?

"Cain... he remembered my name"

"What? I called you. You're the one, aren't you?

"Yeah, I am. Because I didn't really think you'd call me."

I find myself in more trouble with the share that shows my face saying it's surprising.

"Why not? I asked you, so you decided to call me."

Even Sharet is calling my name, and I have no reason not to.

"Oh, yeah. That's right..."

If I twisted my neck that I didn't know what it meant, Sharet nodded alone over and over again.

Face up.

"What?

"... nothing. But you are. I hope you'll come to this side if it comes true. [M] See you later. I'll see you when I get a chance, Cain."

"Hey!

Sharet quickly disappeared even when he spoke.

If you want to go after him, you can go after him. But.

"I'm more worried about the princess"

I decided to give up completely and go back to the nightclub venue.

In the end, I still didn't know who Sharet was after.

The only thing I know is that the king of Sahaja is still after me.

Should we leave the side so it doesn't bother the princess?

No, that's too soon.

"... for now, do you want to pay back all the guys who came to solicit"

... I feel like a good idea.

Yeah. Let's go with that for a while.

I don't want the princess, who seems to be busy getting ready for marriage or anything, to take time out of my personal problems.

Then you just have to clean it up before the princess finds you.

If solicitation seems to continue too long, then I'll have no choice but to talk to the princess and consider going directly to Sahaja... if I can.

"... because I want to be with the Lord."

It is the Lord who should take precedence over his own life -.

That is the cause of the Hiyuma clan, but I really don't like leaving the Lord's side because of my own circumstances.