Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

What are you talking about, I put a scratch on myself.

Which mouth says such an idiot when he just thinks he can't be Hiyuma.

Red eyes abhorred by everyone. Now that I'm black eyed too, I don't mind wandering around town, but Red Eye is subject to repellence no matter what country I go to.

I couldn't figure out for myself how I could have spoken of that when Abel without those eyes couldn't be of the Hiyuma clan.

"Yes, no... forget about that one now -"

"Yes, you are."

"Huh?"

Unexpectedly gaze at Abel for the answer returned without any feeling.

Abel avoided my gaze and turned instead to the black sea.

"I, like Reaper, am the survivor of Hiyuma. Ever since my parents died, I've lived on my own as an informant. I was stunned when I first heard about Reaper. I thought I was the only one who survived Hiyuma. Your father told me your name. The next chief, the one who will succeed Lyx. When I found out you were an assassin like that and they called you" The Red Reaper, "I didn't know why, but I couldn't say anything about people either. You have to do anything to live. If I say I don't like it, I know I can't live with it. So, well... you never see each other, I hope we survive each other, that's about it. When I heard you were Hiyuma, and you had the Lord, I didn't know what life was going to be like. Hiyuma thought she'd disappear because you weren't going to reveal it for the rest of your life."

"- I will not interrupt Hiyuma."

Lightly, I couldn't forgive myself for saying 'disappear' and so on.

Rebuilding the Hiyuma clan is a sad thing for me.

Of course not in my generation, but as much as I want to lay the foundations, I think I need to leave a sign that Hiyuma is alive.

I couldn't forgive Abel, who is the same 'hiyuma', for denying that. No, in the first place...

"Your eyes are golden. All Hiyuma clans have red eyes. Even the sorcerers who were supposed to be out when they activated the secret art didn't answer. You can't be Hiyuma."

"You, too, black-eyed. You can't talk about people."

"I'm just taking meds to temporarily blacken to protect the Lord. I didn't lose my pride in Hiyuma."

Reflectively, Abel glanced "heh".

"Temporarily. I'm using those pills. You're not like me. I made a deal with a witch. I offered the price, and instead, I got these golden eyes and the ability to use secrets without having to sign a contract."

"You think I'm a witch?

- No way, Grandma.

No, that's not it.

Strike off the appearance of the grandmother floating in your head. There are seven witches in the world. Grandma is only one of them. It's more unnatural to assume Abel made a deal with his grandmother in Wilhelm.

"Who... with which witch..."

I made a deal that would make me lose my pride in Hiyuma.

I can't be proud of Hiyuma, such as completely changing the color of my eyes.

But Abel laughed off with a ha-ha-ha nose.

"You don't want to tell me. I made a deal with a witch for me. I won't let anyone complain. - Anyone have one or two things they don't want to say? I'm not going to be exposed to that."

In that tone, I felt like I was determined, and I had no choice but to whisper.

There's something I don't want to tell anyone.

That's because I thought you were right.

For example, when I was in 'Red'.

I don't even want to tell the princess the details of when I was there.

Blood, betrayal and a world where death was always next to each other. The days when I kept killing people that nobody believed and just didn't resent me to live.

I think that's something I should continue to hold on to on my own.

And I understand what Abel said because I have something to think that way.

"Oh, you understand? Sasuke Reaper."

It was a tone of relaxation, but my eyes weren't laughing.

He is a man who hates being stepped into his own realm. I understand that very well.

"... for once, I will report to my Lord that I have met you."

I won't catch him now, but the report was meant to be natural.

Because both the princess and her husband, Prince Wang, will want to know that Abel is in this Irvern. I know that, and I don't have the choice not to tell, etc.

"It's nothing. Oh, yeah. Tell them to visit me whenever they need an informer. I'll put up the price, but the job will be decent."

"... you don't take jobs from royalty, do you?"

I was just thrilled with the sale.

"Kaleidoscope doesn't take requests from royalty," because it's too famous a story.

Pointing that out, Abel clasped her shoulders.

"That is exclusive to the royal family of Sahaja. Unless it's Wilhelm. That Crown Prince and Crown Princess wouldn't have made any strange requests, and the money seems to pay well. If you can make money in this country, you want to make money."

Saying hello, he gave himself the name of the inn where he was staying.

The inn was one of the most luxurious of the inns in the king's capital of Irvern, and was also known as a preferred accommodation for the nobles.

"You... are you staying at that place? If you're an informant, why don't you stay in an inn that's more invisible?

"I love saving money, but I don't hate using it either. You don't have the money you earned, the hands you don't use, do you? Invest in yourself, but also save. I think that's the guy who can do it, right? He's not hot, is he?

……

Abel talks about Bella Bella and the splendor of a luxury inn.

"Death, you know what? Sleep on the finest bunk and it'll be just till morning, okay? The room is huge, and, uh, the place, as long as you pay for it, treats you like you don't even look like a civilian down there. Money is justice. Merchants are good. It's easy to understand. I'm new here, but I love this country."

"Yes, yes, well, good for you"

I took the lodging about below inside, but I'm satisfied enough. Assassins are rarely accommodated in their own homes. Any inn compared to Nojuku is heaven for me.

I can deduce that the finest bunk is like the ones in the princesses' bedroom, but I don't think I want to sleep on that silly big bunk.

That's because I've always thought it was made for people like the princesses.

Nevertheless, I'm not willing to push that against them.

When appropriately hammered, Abel said with a satisfied face.

"So it's no problem for Mr. and Mrs. Wang to visit. Don't hesitate to bring me a golden tree. Oh, you can come as a surrogate. I usually only take direct requests, but I can see that your husband is Princess Wang. I can trust you."

"I see."

The request still seemed to go on.

Knowing apparently he wasn't joking, I exhaled a great deal.

"... ok. For once, I'll tell him. But I don't even know what the princesses will do. Maybe I'll tell you to get him."

"He said he wouldn't tell. That Prince Wang seems to think about using it if he can use it, and Princess Wang is the kind of person who brings in Reapers, isn't he? You can bet it won't happen."

What do we do? He asked silently and shook his head to the side.

I don't want to bet on losing for sure.

I was surprised that Abel, who was only a little involved, spoke of the behavior the princesses would take, well, as much as an informer. Does it mean you have eyes that identify the person's true feelings?

"... well, I'm going"

"Oh, you're the escort of Princess Wang, aren't you? I'm enjoying my vacation, so hang in there."

……

I wonder what. I'm so frustrated.

"Stay!

I was angry, so I dropped a fist bone on Abel's head.