Hanu told me not to apologize, but I knew I couldn't not apologize.
"I'm sorry."
At breakfast, I said that most openly and lowered my head deeply.
Naturally, Flim and Mr. Rose, who had already taken their seats, were silent.
I don't think I have a choice.
Yesterday today, when I suddenly came to the cottage living room, I suddenly apologized for coming to Nosinosi with a grand foothold.
You two would think something was up.
So I looked up, faster than the two of you reacted to anything.
Both Mr. Rose and Flim, solidified with no expression, are looking at us.
After checking the condition, I open my mouth wide and say it clearly.
"I'll try harder from now on. Because it will be much, much stronger than it is now. Because he will be an easy enough swordsman to beat any opponent in order not to be in danger. So...... so lend me a lot of Flim's power and Mr. Rose's power to continue to do so. A lot, a lot, help me. Please."
I say it out, and then I bow my head deep again.
Silence.
The silence that does not stand one thing fills the scene, and time passes ruthlessly.
Slowly lifting his head as he couldn't stand the heavy silence, Flim and Rosé, who were pinching each other across the table, were looking at each other for some reason.
Eventually, they nod at each other, not from either side, yeah.
"- That was just great, Hart. I had something to say to you, too."
"Yes, there's something I really need you to listen to, Mr. Rag."
When they said that, they stood up with their hands on the table. A wooden chair makes a rattling noise and the position of the two heads rises at once.
My nervousness broke into the red zone at once.
As Hanu told me yesterday, after apologizing to the two of you, I had made up my mind to confess my honest feelings. That's good.
But the reaction to this sense of urgency was unexpected - blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
- Duh, what am I talking about...!? Or maybe you've already run out of love for me......!? So what if they tell me to leave the cluster or something......!?
I could hear the swallowing sound of gokun, which in my heart was so hurried, but I swallowed solidly without changing only my expression.
Flim and Mr. Rose are walking over here. On a musty face flim, the usual faceless Mr. Rosé. Both eyes are slightly red, and the amount of tears that I shed last night can be deduced and known.
"We talked about it yesterday. Various."
"Yeah, we had an exchange of views on our future."
My heart is pounding, and they talk to me pale. [M]
- Our future!? Discuss and exchange views!? No way, we're really talking about cluster exit......!?
Even the tension, which was just to a high standard, climbs even more nagging. The anxiety that arose in the corner of my heart swelled with tremendous momentum and accounted for the majority of my chest.
Even if I didn't, Flim's index finger poked at me as I was about to go back to the dark mood with Hannu.
"- I've made up my mind, Hart. Make you the most powerful swordsman in the world without a support ceremony. I'll try to tailor you to an explorer no one can beat, even in situations like this one where you can't use a support technique. Of course, with the weapons and protective equipment provided by Atashi."
"... What...?
It's like an unexpected word is uttered and only for a moment is it poked into the void.
Mr. Rosé took over the language in that gap. And he advanced his leg, and slew in time,
"Me too. I've decided to raise Mr. Rug to be a martial artist, who can fight fine without a support ceremony. So you will be trained more rigorously than ever before. I won't hesitate anymore. I don't even hear you cry. Whether you throw up a blood reflex or a weak tone, you'll always have it stronger."
"Uh, uh, what...?
I can only pull my hips with my eyes black-and-white in the light-hearted, but oddly quick-mouthed, content.
but when I step back, won't both Flim and Mr. Rose step forward and pack the distance?
"I don't feel comfortable with you either. Because I'm going to add more and more features to what Hart wants but wants. I'll never let you tell me you can't use it. Whatever happens, I'll make sure you use it. Udauda, if you have time to complain, I'll have the manual loaded. Thoroughly enough to recite. If you still can't remember, I'll slap you directly into that body, so be prepared."
Flim with an invincible grin reaches out and grabs my pajama chest. Thanks to this, I can no longer fall back any further.
"Heh...? Uh...? Oh, uh, hey, both of you calm down."
Shut the fuck up.
"Be quiet."
I tried to defend something, and Flim, on the contrary, crushed my tongue tip with a strong tone to Mr. Rose.
- Shit, no... this is... this isn't what I thought it was...!?
I desperately try to spin my thoughts with a confusing head, but the situation is too unprecedented to make sense. The only thing I know is that I stepped on a hell of a "mine."
Flim brings a compelling grin closer to me and sends a flush.
"In that sense, you said that a lot earlier, Hart. Yeah, that's right, sister, I think that was a great declaration. Nice try. Besides, I asked you to keep your head down properly. You can't just not ask this as your sister. I mean, this is what Hart's trying to say, isn't it? [Make me stronger] - That's what you mean, right? You're not wrong, are you?
"Uh, no, um..."
I raise my hands, spread my hands and build a wall, but that doesn't make any sense at all.
Mr. Rose's onslaught begins from the back of a flim pushing in with a ghoul. Amber's eyes shot straight through me,
"Help me a lot, help me a lot," said Mr. Rug. No, you told me. Absolutely. Both me and Mr. Flim have decided to be ready. I will no longer spare you. Spiritually, I will turn you into a mighty man - I will try to raise you up. Rest assured. Let's make it the most powerful swordsman in the world, even if it's three minutes away, just as Mr. Rag wanted it to be. "
- I almost said "remodeled" right now!? I almost misled you, didn't I?!?
And I scream in my heart, but the force of Flim and Mr. Rose's release in front of me is not much, and I cannot speak as if I had been strangled by an intangible hand.
While Flim turned his attention to Mr. Rosé,
"Yes, yes. After I heard about Hart yesterday, you and Rose discussed it. Atashi and the others, have you ever placed too much emphasis on your supportive technique, or have you been overly respectful? I thought you relied too much on me. Look, no matter how much you're usually weak, when it comes to having" Absolute Square, "it's okay - it's like I was thinking somewhere in my mind. Maybe unconsciously. But then you realized you couldn't, Atashi and the others."
Rosé nodded when she received the eye contact,
"Yeah. Two opponents have appeared who are going to take measures to seal Mr. Rugg's supportive art ceremony, called Romnick Bagley the other day, this time Howell Roberts. To my mind, those arrangements will continue to grow. Regardless of SB, if they are hostile to a living human being, it is only natural that the opponent seals Mr. Rug's" Absolute Square ". From now on, fighting in such situations will also become more natural. If so, you can't always rely on supportive techniques."
I'm going to cry over there with you - it was Mr. Rosé who said, but I can't believe he wasn't just crying, he was flimming at such a tight meeting. I never dreamed of it.
"I get it, Hart? I feel the same way, but other than that, you won't be able to use Absolute Square that way, and you'll have to fight on it. Well, without the equipment your grandfather left behind or Atashi maintains, it's just the explorer below, just your strength."
"Rather than, until now, the idea has been too sweet. It's not just Mr. Rug, it's me and Mr. Flim. While we are explorers living in battle, we have been too optimistic to this day. After all, we are in a world of death and paper. They live without alarm or gaps, where death jumps in at a moment from a small flaw. No matter how powerful it is, it is imperative that you be taken from it if you neglect your feet. Further stretching the pointy part is an upper measure, but leaving the empty hole there without blocking it is a lower measure.
As I listen to the two of you, I notice.
At first glance, Flim is laughing, and Mr. Rose's voice is quiet. But - the truth is, Flim isn't laughing wholeheartedly, and Mr. Rosé isn't calm either -.
The air seeping out of the parts of the two 'cores', which cannot be deduced in a superficial manner, showed that they were [bees].
'Cause we're both - eyes on each other.
"So Atashi decided. No matter how weak you are, you said you'd make a weapon that you could definitely win. But he wants me to develop a robust armor so that he can't kill you with any hands."
"And I made up my mind, too. Even if Mr. Rug loses his weapon and gets his armor taken away, he tries to defeat his enemies with a hand-to-hand fist and give them the art of survival. The goal is not" to win all the time, "but" to be undefeated. "I'm sure I'll let you carve the survival technique to survive from any battlefield."
Flim and Mr. Rose, who lower the tone of their voices and express their determination.
To sum up the two stories, that is - no matter what kind of miscellaneous fish I myself am, I will try to create a 'warrior who will surely defeat and survive the enemy' with only weapons and protective equipment, and the technology I have acquired... and is that what will happen?
It was a horrible story.
Once again, Flim and Mr. Rose look at each other's faces and nod at each other at the same time. There's no way I can figure out what kind of agreement was fulfilled there.
"So, Hart. Are you ready for this?
"Please, Mr. Rag, be prepared"
Without hearing from me, you two declare. [M]
Gu, and Flim's hand pulled my throat, and I walked, and I was caught between them.
From left to right, Mr. Rose and Flim's face approach, and two exhales reach both ears of mine.
I was struck in the ear at about the same time.
"I'll make you my strongest swordsman with the skill of Atashi."
"I will try to make you a warrior who will never lose with my guidance"
And in a sweet and gentle voice, they said.
"Golden Wheel, because I will not forgive you"
"No tricks, of course."
To my mind, every time, instead of stepping on a mine, I stepped through it as best I could.
Stepping on the tiger's tail, I guess that refers to exactly this kind of situation.
My reckless actions have apparently woken up the two 'ghosts' as a result.
I've often said that I don't regret it.
Armed development of Flim on the border today will be more flourishing, and the training that Mr. Rosé will follow will follow a path of intensification.
But who the hell should I resent?
I am the only one who has brought this hell to me.
Say you deserve it.
Rust out of you and laugh if you laugh.
Exactly.
But there's only one thing I can be sure of.
That 's--
If I didn't die along the way, I wouldn't be far away, and I'd be the closest man in the world to limitless - that was it.
I lost my mind right after that horror. [M]