Reincarnated into an Otome Game? Who Cares! I’m Too Busy Mastering Magic!

Mr. Abel continued to kill lightly.

As I kept looking at it from the inside, I knew something.

It was decided that they would be killed by nobles, common carpenters, carpenters and other technicians.

Apparently, they're wiping out the civilians who helped with the faction's inconveniences and cover-ups.

In other words, Mr. Abel has become an exclusive assassin for the Villandels.

And when you get here, you'll know what I'm looking at right now.

"(This would be the future if it was the same situation as the original...)"

Neither I nor the Dawn Brigade are around Mr. Abel.

In other words, it's the same world as the Golden Rose.

"(I can't believe this future was waiting for me...)"

The Astral Realm holds memories and souls of the future, present, past, and all worlds.

No matter how absurd, there is only truth and fact there.

This is also the truth that Abel-san was supposed to follow.

Is it possible to say that it is the King who overcame the truth?

The scene progresses in the meantime, even though I'm dazzled by the unnecessary trials that are inflicting suffering.

... Abel became trusted as an assassin, and one day he was able to walk unrestrained through the Villandel Mansion.

It looks like a servant who works loyally.

His eyes were so black that he hadn't seen them before, and he couldn't let his emotions go away.

In those days, Abel had encountered "Gabriela" several times.

This Gabriela is also like the "original Gabriela", a girl who seems to be alive, majestic, and full of sense of justice.

I've run into her several times in the house or in my mother's study.

At that time, Gabriela tried to show her concern for── Abel or talk to her.

But what I'm looking at now is "the future, not the Abel Capture Route."

While showing a look that revealed the behavior of her mother and Abel-san, she did not chase her deeply.

"(So maybe the original Gabriela will face her mother eventually...)"

The original Gabriela is a villain, not an evil.

On the contrary, he must be the main character with a strong sense of justice.

I'm sure it's a scenario where I realize my parents' crimes somewhere, break up, and face off with the prince and the target.

When I thought about it, the screen switched again.

"(It's a mansion at night. I'm going to kill someone again.....)"

Kill.

The scene is likely to scream no matter how many times I experience it.

The lost temperature, the empty expression of powerlessness, and the voice of a person in fear and pain.

Abel-san, who was killing for the "cause", never hurt the opponent, but rather tried not to make him understand that he was going to die, but the vivid feeling was still terrible.

While thinking about it, I tried to see the continuation of the scene...

I hardened.

"(Here, no way)"

A manicured rose courtyard.

Familiar corridors and windows.

And I know the floor plan on my own.

──Auculus Upper House.

()

I can't move my body impulsively.

I can't move my body even if I yell and yell and try to stop.

Mr. Abel walked through the darkness without a sound.

Beyond that was── my parents' bedroom.

"(Abel-san!! Abel-san, wake up!! Wake UP, hey!!)"

Even if you scream desperately in your heart, your steps will not stop.

The door of the room opens quietly.

Then, in the blink of an eye, a blade of wind was laid down.

(a)

You can't turn away even if you want to.

That's because Abel never turns his back on his prey.

My parents'── father and mother are dying without a voice because of the fresh blood.

”(Nooooooo!!)”

Even when I screamed, the reality didn't change, and finally I almost lost my mind.

Still, I can't stop walking.

Next, it was my (...) turn.

Mr. Abel breaks into my room without showering with any blood, and without anyone witnessing him.

And then I approached me lying on the bed.

……

Mr. Abel looks down quietly at me.

And I── stopped wondering if I would kill him without hesitation like my parents did.

”Is this child...?”

Ms. Abel murmured in a soft voice.

Then he reached out his trembling hand.

At that moment.

"Stop!!"

There was a voice that spat blood from somewhere, and my consciousness wobbled.

The scenery fluctuated and switched from the current scenery.

"(That was Abel's voice!?)"

I can't try to quibble.

My vision was back in the── snowy city again.

Looking at the white town, she recognized Abel's mother, who was coming down the stairs.

"Abel! You're already out again!"

"I'm sorry, Mother!"

I don't think we can do this anymore.

──I'm sure.

"(Abel keeps having nightmares...!!)"

As soon as I thought about it, my sight turned into a colorful flower, a splash of blood, and the faces of the people I killed.

There are signs of madness and crying from somewhere.

At this rate, Mr. Abel won't be able to return.

Thinking like that, I almost moved unconsciously.

I cast a spell in my heart.

"...... I wonder if I'll be lucky." summer snow,... short winter nights ""

It was more a song than a spell.

What dropped from her lips was a lullaby that Abel had taught her.

"Autumn, adorable... spring, golden rice"

Something impossible and interesting exists in this world, and it's a song about enjoying it.

I look forward to tomorrow, and today is a good night singing song.

Right now, let's carry all our mistakes and hope for tomorrow.

Whether in despair or in the family, Abel kept this song in her heart.

And with a gentle face... he worried about me and taught me this song.

"The glow is full, the smell of rain and earth, embraced by the wind. You should go to sleep today."

When you've finished singing that much.

The ──scenery returned to a pure white world, and Abel's figure appeared in the distance.

He fell to the ground and fell down.

He tries to rush over to the centipede.

Then a thin voice came, "Don't come," and I hesitated.

Mr. Abel is being beaten up.

I'm lying face down like I'm rejecting everything.

──But I ran through the voice.

Then she jumped closer to Abel-san and clasped her head tightly.

He clung to the gyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, but

Rather... it's trembling with power.

Make sure you don't get pushed away, and loosen your arm in horror.

I put my hands on Mr. Abel's cheeks and let him raise his face.

"...... ah"

Mr. Abel's sobbed red eyes were panting in agony.

There's no such thing as a slightly sarcastic, but affectionate young man who always behaves like an adult.

Now Abel-san was a child who asked for help and an adult who was desperate for life.

I realize that the suffering of this man remains the same as it was that day.

It's not impossible.

The same is true of people who were dying, but perhaps the ordinary people who were not yet in the hands of the bandits were also involved in "woe".

It was the plot of the Imperial Brother's family that hurt people. Even if the "Crying Woman" who was awakened by it exercised vicious magic, Abel-san was certainly the one who poured his magic power there.

And the scene of the future I experienced again.

It's a shock that I can't bear just the experience of killing people, but I'm sure it's more than that...

”I... am I a human being who can do that?”

Abel-san.

I want to say no.

But I can't overturn the sight I saw.

Even though I was brainwashed, I saw myself as an assassin to justify my sins, and there was no way that a serious Abel-san would not despair of himself.

Abel-san.

I wanted to warm my cheeks with tears and I wanted to look at my eyes and talk.

I tried desperately to talk to him because I wanted to connect my mind to stop him from slipping through and disappearing somewhere.

And yet...

After all, I couldn't say anything, so I just clasped Abel tightly.

"Mr. Abel..."

How can I stay close to this man?

What can I say to save you?

I wish I had the talent to inspire people, like a comic book hero.

I wish I were someone who could heal people just by being there, like a beautiful heroine.

I thought so, but there was only one thing I could do.

"I can't change the past. But the future hasn't come yet. So let's demonstrate.”

……

Mr. Abel responded slightly.

I keep trying desperately to get to you.

I relaxed my arms and looked at my face again.

"Such a future will not come forever. I've been watching it all along.”

──Abel's eyes were wide open.

This is all I could say.

I can't say I can guide you or help you.

To put it that way, Abel-san had something too big to hold on to.

Then all I can do is stand by.

Just like I used to get it from others.

To convey the warmth of the gift to someone else.

It doesn't matter if you don't have enough power.

However, I knew that someone's posture might be someone else's sun.

“I believe in Mr. Abel. I'm sure the last time I said," It was fine. "

Wipe the tears that wet the cheeks, wipe them again and again, warm the cheeks slightly, and then offer your hand.

So, let's go!

When she said that, Mr. Abel blinked.

"... you are..."

Yes.

"You are."

Wiping her tears, she exhaled and calmed her shivering throat.

He lowered his eyebrows and made a somewhat crying, bitter smile on his face that was difficult to express.

"Really... it's hard to understand"

"Eh, well, what do you mean?"

I was shocked by the words I could take when I was dazed.

I am aware that I said something quite big, so it turns slightly red, but Abel-san said.

Abel smiled this time.

Slightly, but bitterly, he smiled.

"That's right, that's right....... I almost forgot."

Ah, Mr. Abel?

Mr. Abel stands up slowly.

Then he took off the hem of his clothes and turned to me.

As usual, Abel-san stretched his spine and stroked his head.

……

The red eyes... were returning the light, even if they were weak.

"You were such a fool to say that to others so recklessly."

"Huh, people!?"

Speak out against too many rhetoric.

But ──this time, Abel-san smiled warmly.

The shadow of suffering still lingers.

There will be some air.

But it is certainly warm.

"It wasn't the time to look away from you. [M]...... at least while I'm alive, I don't think I have time to worry about my busy schedule."

"Eh, eh...?"

I thought it was really different.

Such a burst floats in my head.

"No, I'm glad you're welling up..." I don't know if it was planned in this direction.

I intend to keep an eye on it, but for some reason it has been declared to keep an eye on it.

When she was flying marks saying why this had happened, Abel said, "Let's go."

At the same time, the sound of rowing boats echoed in the── white world.