Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

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"... ugh. Is that all you need?"

Wipe the sweat.

I let the work resume since then and as a result of a small hour or so of hard work, a lot of seeds had accumulated in the hemp bags I brought.

Cain binds the mouth of the hemp bag and bears it on his shoulder.

"Okay. Granny's request is now complete. I'll take it with me now, but when I get back to Wilhelm, you can take it to Grandma."

"Oh, I know. Because I was asked to."

Cain told me, and Fried nodded.

I'm just tired, so for now I'm going to talk about going back to the royal palace and turning back the way I was.

Returning to the royal palace early and wanting to take a break from even a cold drink, I found a known face among those on the beach.

"Ah."

"Hmm? What's going on?

Freed stops walking again too when he notices me stopping. I accidentally pointed to the person.

"... there. I have Abel."

"... Wow. It's true."

Cain was the first to react. Look ahead of what I've pointed out and distort your face.

"What's he doing?

Him - Abel was buried in the sand with only her neck out for some reason.

He had an unpleasant imagination for a moment because he was talking about being chased by Sahaja, but he noticed our gaze when he said he was quite a distance away, and he had spoken with a cheerful voice.

"Oh? In a good place. Come here!"

"... effortless"

Until the other day, hostility is a lie of ease. Sure, we're talking about what we're not going to do with him right now, and if we have to, we might need him on our side, but still, when they call us so obvious, this one's more confusing.

"... what is it?"

Pretending I didn't notice, even though there's a distance, right in front of me, I can't.

Fried said with a sinister face.

"We have to go."

"... right"

If this happened, we had no choice but to go down to the beach and walk to Abel.

I don't even hide how Fried was stunned, I tell Abel buried in the sand.

"... what are you doing"

In response to Fried's inquiry, Abel answered with a straight face.

"No. I was taking a nap, and the bad kids did it to me. At first, I thought about what I was doing and looked at it, but I left it feeling reasonably good because it was only under my feet that I was hanging sand. So, the next time you wake up... that's crazy, right? That means it was in its current state! So please, help me!

……

I had a headache with Abel's words, which were not at all critical.

I wonder what the hell he's doing. I've thought about it before, but I'm a mysterious man.

"... can I abandon you because you deserve so much?

I said it unintentionally, but both Fried and Cain agreed.

"I think it's good. It's getting ridiculous to help."

"I agree."

"That's terrible. You'd say sleeve shaking is a perennial edge, wouldn't you? I need your help."

"... ha. Cain."

I felt so weak, but I still can't let it go.

When I asked Cain, he looked very troublesome, but he dug up Abel.

Scratch the claws on the beach.

Exhale like tired and Abel looks up at us.

"Hey. Thanks for the help. Sand containing water is surprisingly heavy. I thought it was about the kid, and I left him alone, and I saw terrible things."

"... what were you doing?

"Hmm? So nap. napping in the glowing sun with her or something, wouldn't it be super luxurious? Look, I'm enjoying the holidays! I feel like it!

Sure, it's a luxury, and no one would think that Sahaja's skilled informant was sunbathing, so even if there was a chaser, you wouldn't notice, but I feel something's different.

Mostly, I'm off.

"You're being chased, aren't you? And yet it's not too grand?

"I don't think you realize the other way around, and maybe you haven't even come to Irvern, so I was wondering if you'd feel good about a little vacation. But it stings everywhere because I was asleep"

"Tingling is a sunburn."

Abel had on her trousers to her knees a truly rough outfit called a short sleeve shirt, but her arms were thin and black.

Exactly, I get a sigh of sigh at how much I enjoy my vacation all the time.

"Fair enough. But I asked Cain, but I really didn't expect to see him in Irvern."

"Maybe I'm surprisingly on edge. With this in mind, be sure to take advantage of the informant kaleidoscope! If it's not a kill, it's up to the money."

Abel laughing at Nico and making her own sale. Somehow I observe him.

Cain said Abel was of the Hiyuma clan. Same clan as Cain. Same, who escaped the massacre from Sahaja. I wonder what they think of each other taking a different path and meeting each other.

- You can't hear me not being a party to that, can you?

I don't know anything. It's not something I can talk about lightly.

I'm curious, but let's not talk about it. With that in mind, Fried drew me all the way.

"Freed?

"Liddy. I've seen too much about Abel"

"... sorry"

Apparently, the limit of your husband's patience has arrived. I realised that and I honestly apologized. You know I don't care about Abel, but he doesn't like just being interested.

- He's a troubled man.

But I don't hate it at all.

Grab the sleeve of Fried's clothes. Looking up at him, his obstinate face stared at me.

"Liddy, don't make me jealous"

"I know. I'm sorry. I just like Fried, don't worry."

"I'm not worried about you. I believe in Liddy. But I feel bad when I see a man other than me enthusiastically. I know that."

"Yeah. Be careful. I love you, Freed."

"Me too, Liddy."

It is also the wife's important duty to forgive her husband, who has a strong desire for exclusivity.

Whispering words of love, Fried's face returned to its usual tenderness. Apparently Abel sounded disgusted watching us interact.

"What, now? Even Wilhelm thought you guys always interact like that...?

"Uh... roughly?

Abel looked soggy as if after eating plum.

"... Are you trying to tear this couple apart that's dying of too much sugar? That king. I don't think I can think of anything..."

"By king you mean Maximilian?

When Fried, listening to Abel speak to himself, asked harshly, Abel nodded with a true face.

"That's right. Factors that led me to flee here. He really wants Princess Wang. I don't know what I'm doing, but I think I'm working on a lot of things."

"I guess so."

A man shouted from right around the corner when Fried answered very reluctantly.

"The devil! There is a demon!!"

A voice stuffed with cuts.

To that voice, the people around you scream.

"Yah! That's disgusting!

"Get me back to the ocean!

"The Devil?"

Look around for something. At the time of the wave, the boat was arriving.

Looks like the man on that boat shouted out. Probably someone who uses fishing as a business. The boat has a net and I can see the fish bouncing picnicely. The net, the man stared with his fear-colored eyes.

Apparently a man caught something at sea. And about that, everyone seemed frightened to say that they were demons, disgusted.

"You must be the devil."

I thought Fried would know, and I look at him. Fried shook his head sideways.

I finally saw Abel, but he doesn't seem to know very well either, tilting his neck.

Come to think of it, there's no one here from Irvern. Naturally I don't know if I ask.

I decided to ask the 'demon' and the man who caught him first hand.

Trying to walk away from Fried and toward the man, he grabs his hand.

"Fried."

"I'm coming too"

"... good though"

I nodded because I thought it would follow me anyway. Going to a man's place with Fried, he was just trying to get close to the net scared.

"Um, excuse me"

"Wow...! Oh, my God, don't talk to me all of a sudden!

"I'm sorry."

I rang from behind, but it seemed to surprise me a lot. The man was muscularly rough and had an impressive body that burned in the day. The year is probably about thirty years past. With his short black hair, he looked at me as I talked to him and turned his eyes round.

"What? You're a lady I don't see around here. What can I do for you?

"Uh, I was curious to hear about the devil earlier... oh, me, I'm from Wilhelm, and I'm not Irvern, so I don't know what it means to be told the devil or anything"

When I told him I was from Wilhelm, the man nodded as he was convinced.

"As I was, I thought my skin was white. So your brother next door is Wilhelm, too?

"Uh, yes."

I laughed bitterly not expecting anyone to treat Fried like a 'brother', but I'm not going in there. I guess Fried is reading the air too. I didn't say anything.

Whatever it was, a man who understood that me and Fried knew nothing, said, "That's it," pointing to the net.

"You can see it if you want. I make a living fishing. From time to time, I get sick demons with fish. A demon spitting black ink. I'm soaked, I've got a suction cup, I've got eight legs. That's a creepy look. Everyone calls him 'The Devil'. Some of them will sneak back to the ocean as soon as possible, and I know everyone who lives around here. If the devil goes up, we just go back to the sea. That's the best part."

"... eight legs. Suction cup......"

It's a trait I've heard of somewhere.

"Liddy."

"I want to see it"

Shake off the stop to Freed and take a peek inside the net. There was a creature there, almost as I had imagined.