Seirei Gensouki ~Konna Sekai de Deaeta Kimi ni~

I was Ryo Endo, nine years old in fourth grade.

The season is summer, the other day, I just got into summer vacation.

But I go to elementary school every day to coincide with the swimming opening day.

Even though it's summer vacation, there are a lot of students at school who come to the pool to see their friends, and I'm one of them, to say the least.

I'm sorry.

I lied a little.

I'm looking forward to seeing my friends, but there's actually just one more reason.

The reason for this is the bus ride home.

(Ah......, Yay! I'm still on today!

When I took the bus to swim back home again today in the pool, one brother was already on board.

You look so neat, you look so good that you mistakenly see it as an entertainer, you fall in love with it.

I don't know his name or his age, but he's probably a college student.

The brother is always on the same time bus.

I think he's probably the one with the rhythm of life in place.

I go to the pool, I use the bus only on my way home, it's all because I want to see this brother at a glance.

But the good thing about your brother isn't just how he looks.

Your brother is also very kind in character.

You have to tell me how I met your brother to let you know that.

Yes, my meeting with your brother was over a year ago.

Your brother may have already forgotten, but I've had your brother help.

That was the day I took a bus that I rarely normally use.

It rained dusty that afternoon and it was a bit of a tough day for me to walk home far from home.

So I decided to take the bus home.

I was getting minimal money from my mother for a day like this.

But I was so tired of being ready for an athletic party that day, I overslept on the bus.

I don't have enough money, sometimes I don't usually use the bus, I don't know what to do, and I cried out in the bus about what would happen.

That's when you spoke to me, my brother.

"What's going on? Did I take the wrong bus?

That's what they said in a kind voice, and, uh, when I looked up, there was your brother.

I exaggerate a little, but by that time, it was fashionable to read girl comics, and I had illusioned that brother with the characters in the story.

"Ah... get over it..."

And, as I was a little taken aback, I said.

"Oh, I see. The truth is, where did you have to get off?

With a look somewhere convincing, your brother said.

When I tell you about the bus stop I have to get off...

"Okay. Shall we get off at the next bus stop?"

And he said gently to reassure me.

The truth is, I'm being taught to follow people I don't know, but in my heart I had decided to rely on my brother.

"Oh, but I may not have enough money, it is..."

"It's gonna be okay."

When your brother said that, you arrived at the next bus stop immediately and I got off there with your brother.

By the way, your brother paid for the fare.

Then, without particularly getting lost, your brother decided to take the bus and, rudely, I followed your brother in silence.

"I really don't think we should follow people we don't know, but now it's an emergency, so forgive me."

Shut up. You thought I was suspicious about your brother, and your brother said that with a bitter smile.

"Chi, no. That's not true!

I hastily denied it, but it might have looked affirmative instead.

Then, from time to time, your brother waved the conversation so that he wouldn't worry about me or get awkward.

But I think I was just saying things that made me nervous and out of order.

What was I really doing at this time when the only opportunity I could think of now to talk so much to my brother in the original world was later and earlier?

I hate my own personality as a lighter.

It was a short time to the bus pavilion where I would get off, but it really didn't take long.

"Will it be okay if we get this far?

And when you arrived at the nearest bus stop from my house, your brother said.

"Huh? Ah..."

At this time, I came back to reality, as if the magic had been solved.

(So... over?

I don't like it.

I haven't even told her thank you yet.

I'm often said to have an understated personality, but all this time I thought so as strongly as never before.

"Oh, thank you! Thank you! I have to pay for the bus!

And when I realized it, my voice was out so I could roll it up.

"Fine. 'Cause I just did the obvious."

And he looked like he really thought so, your brother said.

But I don't think so.

I don't know what kind of kindness this brother has. It's not like it belongs to a teacher or a friend.

More pro bono, yes, I thought it was like a father or mother.

"Ah..., no..."

I'll throw those words at your brother trying to walk away.

There's so much I want to tell you, but not a word comes out of my mouth.

I don't know what to do, I almost cried unexpectedly.

"Oh, uh, then can I ask you to thank me?

And, as I panicked a little, your brother said.

Probably because I almost cried.

"Oh, thank you, Mahi!

Me in a hurry to thank you, I bit my tongue too nervous.

I looked up at your brother and he was laughing small.

I was so embarrassed.

"Oh, thank you..."

Again, now turn your face bright red and say thank you.

"You're welcome."

"Yes. Over here…"

That said, I will show your brother to his own house.

It's about a minute's walk from the bus stop to the house.

When I got home, I chimed.

As soon as I checked over the intercom camera to see me and your brother, your mother came out.

"Cold noise, welcome home. What's wrong with you?

And, looking alternately at me and your brother's face, your mother looked a little strange.

"Thank you, I have to! I need your brother to help me, and the..."

Your mother seemed even more perplexed when she heard my words, where only feelings preceded her and she got no guidelines.

"Actually..."

Your brother explained the situation to your mother so as to complement my words like that.

"Oh, my God, that bothered this girl. Thank you."

And your mother thanked your brother by bowing her head deeply.

"No, I'm glad we were able to deliver it safely. Now it's time for you to spare me."

When you smile and say goodbye, your brother tries to stay put and walk away.

"Uh, why don't you take a cup of tea?

Then your mother withdrew your brother.

It's nice, Mother.

"Excuse me. I have a part-time job after this so just how you feel...... Thank you."

But your brother seemed to have some business to run, and he seemed to have to go home like this.

Soon your mother was back in the house and giving your brother more money besides the fare.

Your brother was stubbornly saying no, but your mother was also quite forceful and forced to give it to him.

And your brother, sorry to say, thanked you and left.

"You were such a good man."

Dropping off your brother leaving, your mother said.

"Yeah......"

That's not all.

You looked great.

"You were so cool with that, Cool Sound."

As if you were reading in my mind, your mother said.

"Yeah......, eh!?

I was accidentally followed and replied.

He looked up at his mother in a hurry, smiling at me with Nico.

My face is bright red.

"Ugh, tell me more about what happened"

You can't hide things from your mother.

"Do you want to go to bus school tomorrow?

Explaining everything that was with your brother today, your mother said that.

"Huh? Yes, it's okay!?

I accidentally rubbed my voice up.

"Fine. I hope we get along with that brother."

When I laughed dullly, your mother said that.

I didn't say I like it, but my mother is definitely finding out how I feel.

Your mother is amazing.

And the next day, my bus to school started.

When I took the same time bus, I discovered your brother.

The window seats in the third row behind the bus and the position you are riding are the same as yesterday.

I was able to quickly discover this time of year because of the low number of people.

But I was shy, so I moved early and lined up in your brother's immediate diagonal back seat.

I'll send my gaze softly so they don't notice.

Staring for a while, your brother seemed to notice my gaze and turned around.

I panic out of sight.

I know your brother was aware of me, but he didn't particularly speak up.

I feel relieved, sorry for you, that way.

Then I've been on the bus for over a year.

You won't be able to see him in the morning, but when you take the bus home, you'll often see your brother.

Apparently I ride at the same time almost every day.

Me sending a flickering glance to hide in embarrassment.

I've also improved my skills to keep my gaze a lot less distracted over the past year.

I will look at your brother the same way today.

Another beautiful high school girl often rides the bus this time of year and looks at her brother.

I can't lose.

That's right. Your brother often looks outside in some worrying way.

(I don't know why...)

I can't help but wonder why.

I want to talk to you, but I also have the feeling that now.

Your mother is encouraging me to keep on the bus with no progress.

(Come on, let's have some courage and speak up)

With that in mind, the bus rocked a lot and I lost consciousness.

And when I woke up, I was in a dim stone room.

(Where... here?

Feel the cold and give yourself away.

All I wear is a thin borough cloth.

Attract the blanket on the coarse bed strongly to try to keep it warm at all.

So I realized that the hand that came into view was smaller, brighter and more gullible than mine.

(Huh...?

The color of the hair is also such that it is not black and is close to the color of the Japanese skin.

That's when I noticed the anomaly that happened to me.

Yes, there's a memory of me in me that I don't know.

It's a memory of a slave girl named Latifah.

(hey what... so...)

Apart from the cold, my body began to tremble into small pieces.

(Ugh, shh...)

That's tremor coming from fear.

Memories in me as Latifah.

Many of the tricks I've received so far in it make me tremble.

Apparently Latifah's ego is thin and my ego is fully on the table.

That's why the fear you feel is also not comparable to what Latifah feels.

(Dream, it's a dream... This is a dream......)

Strongly assume so and wear a blanket.

But no matter how long you're wrapped in a blanket, you won't wake up dreaming.

Your body won't stop trembling either.

Eventually, I put my face out of a rough blanket and looked inside the dim room.

This dim room, strangely familiar with memory, makes a strong claim that this is reality.

Huh, I thought of a boy's face in my head that would make me call him my brother, two years older than me.

That's not my brother.

My brother I know is like your brother.

That said, I can't get that boy's smile out of my head that hurts me and distorts me with joy.

There are scattered instruments in the room for him to play with me.

It's just a bunch of weird tools to say too.

Gachari.

and, at that time, the sound of the door opening sounded inside the room.

"Hino!

Unexpectedly I screamed.

Later, in retrospect, it's the worst behavior.

"Hmm? What? What, what!?

The boy who came inside is my brother named Stiard.

Seeing my reaction, with a strange look on his face only for a moment, the boy had a joyous look that seemed to leap even now.

"Hi-ko, ko, ko, ko, ko, ko!

Speak one word towards Stiard, who is approaching me with momentum.

Thanks to never having a decent conversation and never being properly taught the language, I don't seem to speak very well.

There are two other languages I can speak besides Japanese, but now my mother, who taught me the language of my race, has died two years ago.

So both of those types have only incomplete language skills.

"Ha, what? That sounds a lot better today!

"Oh, dear, brother, dear"

With a full smile on his face, your brother has turned to me.

This boy is forcing me to call him your brother.

I never want to say that other than my brother, but because of the collar he put on my neck, I feel like I have to obey orders.

I had a disgusting rough nose and goosebumps all over my body.

And then I felt my crotch warm...

"Ha, ha, you incontinent!? Yeah!? What are you doing! You!?

Apparently I've had a lot of incontinence of fear.

Your brother, even though the words are angry, his face is laughing.

That scared me so much that I cried.

"Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

I desperately apologize for wanting your forgiveness.

"Right."

Your brother gets familiar and touches my body as sticky.

"I'm starting to feel great. I'm gonna make you look really cute today."

When your brother called his servant, he let him clean my room.

And then he restrained his limbs and tied me down on his back on the bed.

Scary.

I want to be scared and rampaged, but I can't do anything because of my orders and collar to stay put.

They seem to be forcing me to mess with my mind, which is so disgusting.

"You smell like a beast. You only have a beautiful face."

"Oh, brother! Yu, forgive me!

Whatever I say, your brother won't stop your hand from moving.

I even stroke my whole body around.

"Whoa. You're damp. Because I just got incontinent?

I don't understand what your brother is saying.

But I'm so uncomfortable.

My hair is still so disgusting.

Your brother stinks.

It smells so bad.

It's similar to the smell that was scattered when your mother came back from your father's when she was still alive.

"Heh heh, maybe when you grow up, I'll take your virgin away from you."

Even kept stroking me around and enjoying me crying, I said that that day and left.

Then, for a while, your brother began to come to me frequently to see if you were feeling better about my reaction to this day.

It was only at the beginning when I regained my memory that I was overreacting like this day, but as the day went on, your brother realized that he preferred my such reactions.

So I decided to push my mind to kill it and try to lighten the reaction up a little bit.

Then your brother came to me a little less often.

But now, I'm going to call it, "Hurt me with a whip," or I'm going to order you to eat a meal that's smashed to the ground and clean it.

Also, your father ordered me to start training more often around this time.

He was equipped with the skill to kill people both on the day they came and on the day they came.

It seems I'm stronger in flesh than a human being, and you think I can be a good assassin because I look like a child but I have more physical abilities than a human adult?

I decided to work on my training as I was told.

I don't even see your brother during training.

And for the first time since I was ordained to kill people.

When I first killed people, I was so scared, and I had a sense of resistance, but wonder and my body moved normally.

Is this also because of the collar?

I thought so, but soon I realized it wasn't.

When you put a collar on it, you can disobey orders, but it doesn't even make you lose your emotions.

Maybe by this time, my heart was starting to break.