Seirei Gensouki ~Konna Sekai de Deaeta Kimi ni~

The time goes back a little.

When Hayate and the others arrived in the village, and Rio was hunting outside, they did not add anything to the repair of the carriage, and Gong and his flavor were spared time in the loaned cabin.

So while I started drinking early and enjoyed the conversation, I was talking about my steps tonight.

In the meantime, Batan, and the cabin door open in a mess.

The gongs turned their gaze to the one with the door, wondering who had come in.

It was a boy his age like he was just finishing his voice change there.

"Ha, ha..."

And he seemed to have some shortness of breath, and hurried back to the cabin.

The boy was the youngest of the gongs and was often treated like some sort of small-time user, and he was still letting the gongs go to help fix the carriage instead.

"What the hell. Have you finished fixing the carriage yet?

When the other villagers come, it's hard to have a conversation in confidence.

Sometimes they interrupted the air in the booming place because of it, with a grumpy look on his face, Gong asked.

"Oh, brother, it's not good! The tax collector's here!

And, as he roughened his breath and hurried, the boy told him.

"Am I a tax collector?

Gong shouted surprised.

Taxation is an important task that supports the country's income.

However, the job description needs to be very tight, and the ability to do what is needed needs to be high.

Corresponding correctional and clerical capacity is required because it must also be checked that the harvest has not been decorated.

It is easily hated by the villagers in terms of job description, and a strong spirit is also required.

Having to walk around the countless villages that exist everywhere, bandits, demons, hungry beasts, etc. could strike in front of winter on the road, demanding as much strength as possible to deal with the danger.

Therefore, when it came to tax collectors, they were considered important positions that could not be held unless they were judged to be superior in all respects to upbringing, personality and martial arts.

Yes, so to speak, tax collectors are synonymous with jobs that only the literary and martial arts elites can get.

The perception also permeates humans like those living in rural villages.

So setting up a night crawl in a house where such a person sleeps was just a little, no, rather reckless.

"Yes, no, isn't it a good idea? I've heard that tax collectors are so strong..."

As barely pressured by the power of such a gong, one step backwards, the boy said.

At times, it's just the season to collect taxes.

So it's not strange that a tax collector should come.

But more importantly, coming at this time was so unsavory that I had to call off my decision, given what Gong was trying to do tonight.

There is no reason for a boy to be in a hurry.

"Ha, it doesn't matter. Tonight, we're gonna do it."

But with a fixed eye, Gong declared the execution.

From the side, there is no hesitation in the gong.

"Ma, masu. There's a tax collector in the boulder. It's not a good idea to get your hands on a house..."

And the other man who was on the spot said in a weak voice.

While I wholeheartedly endorsed the man's statement, the other men around me looked at the gong, as if to peek.

"Oh? It's not a problem because you're going by the time you're asleep. If you go to bed, you're a tax collector, you're a samurai, you're a peasant, but you're the same defenseless person."

But Gong truncated the concerns of the men of such a companionship with Bassari.

"Yes, no, well, I certainly would..."

You'd be a samurai if you fell asleep, but you'd be a tax collector, but you're not afraid.

That's what Gong is trying to say.

From them, the amateurs of the battle, it is unimaginable that there should be others who can perceive the existence of others in vague things such as killings and signs.

So I just thought it might be okay, really.

"Well, I'm the one who crawls at night. If you want a peek, do as you please. However, it might be interesting to see my regretful face when I come home tomorrow morning."

Niyali, with an invincible grin, Gong looks at the men.

I felt like I was being extraordinarily cowardly, and the men's self-esteem was stimulated.

That's not all.

They are adolescent men.

The yearning for heterosexuality and interest in wetlands is twice as strong as a person's age.

For them, who are usually tired of girls their age as rogues, such desires were such a strong thing.

So I guess sometimes I'm drinking, but my libido grew and the guys felt weird.

"Well, make up your mind by night. I'll wake you up when it's time to go, so don't regret it at best."

Saying, Gong sipped a grumpy drink with a look that made him feel better.

And late that night, finally, that time came.

As the accompanying villagers slept, Gong only woke up his companions and taught them to crawl around at night.

"I'm coming."

Looking vain and confident, Gong walked out of the cabin slowly.

"Oh, man. What's the matter with you? Gong, he's gone..."

Seeing the aftermath of such a gong, one man said in an uphill voice.

"What are we going to do..."

Gokuri, and the multiple sounds of spitting echo small inside the cabin.

A brief silence descended into the cabin.

The heartbeat of the men is rising so high.

"Heh, heh... I'm coming."

Then one man slowly murmured and stood up.

Keep straight and walk out towards the outside of the cabin.

The remaining men looked at each other in the dark.

"Go... or..."

When one moved, two or three of them stood up to be caught and walked out of the cabin.

Late at night, they won't even notice.

I can see that Luli wet spot.

To think so, they could not defy their own desires.

And Zorro Zorro and they walked in the darkness at night toward Yuba's house.

It was a brutality with a bad taste and a sense of stupidity.

Around that time, there was a shadow of one sneaking up on Yuba's house, the village chief's house.

I'm not lost in the intruder's footsteps.

Only once before, I had entered the village chief's house, so I knew where the intended person was.

So the intruder goes from the outside to the room of interest without getting lost.

Coming in front of that room, the intruder stopped.

Slowly opening the wooden drawer sounds ragged, and never small.

At this point, however, Luli did not wake up, but, on top of the sleeping \ (onion), slept in a small sleep.

Confirming that Luli's sleep can be heard from inside, he walks straight into the room and the intruder gently walks over to Luli's side.

Niyali, and the intruder smiled with joy.

"Hehe..."

Softly peeling off a thick kimono instead of a futon, Luli shows up in thin night clothes.

To that defenseless appearance, a man's lust raged all at once.

"Ha..., ha..."

I can't stand it, all I'm saying is that, the man rides to wander off Luli's body.

"Hmm...... Huh!?

Luli, who sensed an anomaly in the boulder and blurred and opened his eyes.

When he realized he had a big figure on his own, he instantly awakened his consciousness and tried to scream out loud.

But a man blocks Luli's mouth like that.

"Don't make a scene. Make yourself comfortable when you're grown up."

Keep your face close enough to kiss me, the man said.

Thanks to this, Luli was able to realize who the other person was.

Even Luli, who doesn't really hate people, is the only man who doesn't like people, Gon.

When I was a kid, the first time I saw him, Luli usually tried to get in touch with him, too.

But I was harassed a lot by my abusive gong, and Luli, who doesn't really hate people, became a little less comfortable with its existence.

Now he has also publicly stated that such a man would daughter-in-law about himself, and he even remembers his physiological disgust.

"Mmm! Mmm!"

Luli came up with a desperate shape for the fact that he was being attacked by such a man.

Trying to get out of restraint with force, but not even putting the gong giant forward.

"Shit."

Gong smashed his tongue in a small way as he seemed to be stuck about Luli trying to get violent.

And then, forcefully, wave your fists down directly next to Luli's face.

Doshiri, and made a blunt noise, and a giant fist devoured into the sleep \( the onion), and Vikri, and Luri's body stiffened.

"Want to?

A small voice, but with a powerful shape, this time facing Luli's face, Gong waves his fist down.

But where they thought that fist would hit Luli's little face, Gong inched his fist.

"The next time you get busted, I'm gonna punch that in your stomach, okay?

and gaze from close range, the gong is awesome.

Losing so much power, the force fell out of Luli's body at once, and his whole body shivered small instead.

"Don't get violent. Be quiet."

The smelly breath of subtly alcohol hits Luli, distorting her face.

"Got it? Hmm? I'm listening. Shake your head."

To the words, Luli shook his face vertically in small pieces.

"Ugh, gush."

Luli weeps out small for too much fear.

"Heh, I'll turn you into another squeal soon. Then let me taste it."

And that's when I tried to lift Luli's skin...

"Luli!"

Rio came in from outside the window, along with a rushed scream.

"Mm-hmm!?

Then, slightly, the force returned to Luli's body, and a creaking voice echoed indoors.

Rio smiles at Luli's voice like that.

Seeing Rulli about to rumble while being suppressed by a big man, Rio instantly stuffed an intermission with the man.

"Become!?

Speak like a gong panicked to the person who approached you.

In an attempt to intercept, Gong tried to change the direction of his body, but before that, he was lightly grabbed by his arm and quickly thrown from above Luli to the ground.

"Fuck."

After a fluttering, floating sensation, the body of the gong is beaten to the floor with momentum.

The air in his lungs leaked out of his mouth, the mistletoe, and the floor burst, and loud shock sounds and swings echoed all over the house.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha"

I couldn't even take the reception, and Gong had trouble breathing.

As he grabs his chest and lifts the giant, Rio taps his fist into the thoughtful gong.

"Fuck."

A dull voice leaks from Gong's mouth complaining of pain.

But without stopping his hand, Rio once again punched his fist in Gong's face.

Is it easy for you to faint?

I'll hurt you to the limit where people don't lose consciousness.

And at the end of the day, kill him.

In Rio's head today, negative emotions were pouring out like a running stream that never stopped.

"Ah, uh, eh."

A cry that does not sound alongside breathing difficulties leaks out of Gong's mouth.

But Rio keeps hitting even such a gong in the face.

Without strengthening his physical abilities or his flesh, he was beating him up, not hating (saying) that his fist hurt.

"You're kidding me!

There was a slight tear in Rio's eyes screaming like that.

I look at that as if Luli was frightened.

Normally I would be agile to guess those things too, Rio, but now I don't even realize that.

That's how angry I was.

Because it's in the dark, or Luli didn't realize Rio was crying.

Even though it conveyed that Rio was furiously angry, I didn't know what other emotions were swirling.

So Luli can only be frightened by such an impatient Rio.

"Ma, wait! Lord Rio! You'll die more than that!

As I grabbed my chest full, I was horseback ridden and tried to beat him up, and a voice sounded to stop Rio.

It's Hayate's voice.

Die?

Naturally.

That's all he tried to do.

Hayate's voice had reached his ear, but Rio ignored it and tried to beat the gong as it was.

But such a Rio fist was grabbed by Hayate.

"Wait, I understand your anger, but Lord Luli is frightened!

Moving his face like he was in a hurry, he sent his gaze to those with Luri, Hayath said.

"Let the man get what he deserves later. But you'll have to listen to a lot of things. So give me a minute, please!

Hayate said, with a face like a strong appeal.

It is not an act that comes from feelings such as sympathy for the gong.

In the evidence, Hayate has the same look that killed his anger.

But if we trump this man in a place like this, Luli's room will get dirty with Gon's blood, and it'll scare Luli away.

Compared to Rio, Hayate was still somewhat sober enough to notice such things.

There was also a feeling that the hoarding had dropped slightly due to Rio moving ahead and thoroughly hurting the gong.

As for Rio, I want to knock my fist into the gong as hard as I can to break my neck like this at the end of the day.

But the look of Luli, who was frightened on the futon, caught my eye...

Notice the tremor coming from Hayate's hand grabbing Rio's fist...

Finally, I pulled my strength out of my shaken fist.

"Ha."

Rio exhales a strong sigh so as to exude irritation.

I can't wait to hit this anger on something.

Returning his vision forward, he saw the face of the gong, which had completely swollen, so Rio let go of his hand, which was grabbing his chest cheek, as he thrust the gong.

"Huh."

Momentum hits the back of his head on the floor and a small voice leaks out of Gong's mouth complaining of pain.

My face was already red and swollen and Gong's face was supposed to be terrible.

"Hiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Gong's breathing is rough, combined with the impact of being hit in the face and being thrown from his back to the floor.

Even when I saw him like that, I didn't know what guilt or other fine dust was in Rio right now.

Get out of my way.

Rio cursed thoughtfully in his heart.

"Ah, uh, eh."

A small groaning noise leaks out of Gong's mouth in an attempt to breathe and breathe into his lungs.

Rio gave him a peek at the way it looked, a dark grin that usually didn't float.

"What the hell!?

Then, on the spot, the men of Yuba and Hayath, who noticed the noise, rushed.

"I'm a rapist. Please check the safety of Lord Yuba and Lord Luli."

Hayate briefed Yuba briefly on the situation.

"Been,... Wow, I get it"

Though surprised, he instantly perceives the situation and Yuba walks over to Luli.

"You guys come and detain the men who are passing out outside. These are the helpers trying to get a peek at the rape scene."

Continuing, Hayath also gave orders to the men of his men in a cold voice.

As it is, Hayate begins to use spirituality to treat Gong's face.

But if you don't like healing spirituality or are doing that with the wax, Gong's face remains swollen even after stopping the treatment.

Probably the former due to the slow healing of the injury.

I'm not willing to treat a man like this.

Rio was silently looking down at Gon.

If I stay here, my anger is not going to subside for long.

Just looking at that face makes me so angry that I'm still going to forget me.

To calm his feelings like that, Rio closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

If Hayate hadn't stopped then, Rio would have beaten the crap out of Gong.

That's about it, the flames of hatred were boiling down in Rio.

Rio is twice as disgusted with the crime of rape.

Because he raped his mother in front of him in his childhood.

Earlier, when I witnessed Gong try to rape Luli, the sight of that time flashed back inside Rio.

At that moment...

I remember.

instincts and desires that can be considered man's thinnest and dirtiest primitive evil.

them nauseating just by touching them.

While I know who I am as Rio, I have turned away from them so far as I am as a Spring Man in Tenkawa.

Because I've been shown those black, thin, dirty human causes up close.

Don't ever hold those things just for yourself...

Don't let those things rule you and lose your self-control...

Don't ever do anything you don't like when you're done...

With that in mind, Rio has lived so far.

That determination will never change.

But...

It has nothing to do with reason.

It has nothing to do with morality.

We shouldn't just let the dandruff live that beats the weak by stepping back on being strong.

We need to make a good distinction between slaves like that.

Yes, I thought so.

If you don't look at the painful eyes, no, only those who look at the painful eyes and don't learn, you hurt them, you kill them the worst, and I won't stop.

They try to feed others, and they like it.

There's no way those guys could defy their instincts and desires.

So, in the future, if those guys want to get their hands on themselves and their bodies, they don't even have to hate (say) fighting back.

It was the moment something blew out in Rio.

At that time, something happened to Rio.

That's no simple matter of killing.

Deeper, darker, more pathetic...

But it was something of a strong will.

How long have you been doing that?

Soon drawn to the vortex of thought, Rio finally opened his eyes.

In front of Rio, Hayate is questioning Gong in his angry caged form.

Even Hayate was attacked by an evil man.

If he were honest and righteous, his anger would be strong.

Rio was staring at the sight, floating its energy as if it were someone else.

"You! I won't forgive you!

As usual, my face is swollen, but thanks to Hayate's healing, she can finally talk normally.

Gong said, releasing a trembling horrible rage and killing temper at Rio if you're a regular person.

"What if?

With a cold, freezing voice, Rio looked to the gong.

It was such a cold gaze that it was not enough to take, such as about the gong, as if you didn't see people as people.

"Huh!"

That was, for Gong, an irresistible humiliation.

It was as if he had been utterly denied his existence, and it was the first time in his life that he had been so humiliated.

My desire to punch you is going to explode now...

"Ohhh! Why not!

and yell out loud at Hayate, who assembles himself.

But Hayate's restraint was perfect, and even Gong's idiotic powers couldn't take it off.

"Poor thing."

Rio throws words that further sharpen the self-esteem of the tiny gong.

"Ki, Sama! You! I will never forgive you!

Gong stares at Rio in a shape that looks like he even met his parents' enemies.

But it seems that he no longer lost interest in Gong, and Rio moved his gaze to Hayate.

"Lord Saga, have you heard what you want to hear yet?

"Ah, oh. I've had enough."

I felt chilly.

The moment Rio and his gaze met, he also forgot about Gong's restraint, and Hayate almost pulled himself back unexpectedly.

But his perseverance as a samurai pushed him away.

"Really? So, what's his disposition?

That should certainly be a suitable topic on this occasion.

But somehow I felt like I could talk about it.

"Rape is a felony, albeit an attempt. I don't mind cutting it off on this occasion at worst because I'm a current offender on top of having witnesses. But if you stick it out to the country, you'll be sentenced to death or criminal slavery. The other peeping demons will have a mountain of munchings even if they stick out..."

From the modern man who lives on Earth, there will be no barbarism.

In this world, however, it is common sense to solve crimes against the safety of life, body and property ourselves without the help of the State.

The methods include reconciliation, arbitration, dueling and death fighting, which also vary in scope, but basically must be homogeneous retaliation, recognised as a means of response depending on the type of crime.

As long as it does not go beyond the scope of homicidal retaliation, the person will not be held guilty of killing a person.

And the crime of rape was counted as a very serious crime, a felony in which homicide was also admitted as a degree of retaliation.

However, there are aspects of these customs that promote the crying sleep of the weak.

You can do whatever you want if you don't find out by threatening the victim.

You just have to let something powerful succumb to something weak.

Few fools ever show up to think that way.

We're going to create communities like villages and cities to cater to those people, but that still doesn't deter crime.

So there is also a system of having criminals tried by the state.

However, in order for the State to bring criminals to justice, they must be tried.

Because crimes are usually committed in places where no witnesses exist to be witnesses, it is difficult to identify and prove the offender, it is difficult for the State to bring him to justice, and somewhat weak as a degree of deterrence.

But this time, in addition to having more than one witness, some Hayates hold important positions in the country.

It was sufficiently possible to have the Gong judged by the State.

A criminal slave's sentence is one that is forced to labor until he dies in a very bad environment.

It is said that there are no busy workplaces, such as mines where poison gas originates, areas where ferocious organisms live, battlefields, etc., and that in some ways it is a harsher sentence than death.

"Really..."

As for Rio, I wanted to kill Gong on this occasion.

If it were just Rio and Gong on this occasion, Rio would have killed them.

But it is the victim, Luli, and the elder Yuba, who choose how to judge the gong with their own hands, and how to stick the gong out to the country and have it judged by the country.

If you let your passion kill you without even thinking about it, there is also the possibility that your relationship with the village of Gong will create a quarrel.

For once, you will also need to discuss it with the village of Gong.

At last Rio is getting calm in his head.

I have no regrets for hurting Gong by forgetting me.

But I deeply regretted and reflected on the fact that I had put the killing into perspective without thinking about it.

Breathe deeply and give Rio an indignant (humble) look.

When he exhaled deeply, Rio shifted his gaze towards Luli...

"Mr. Luli, are you okay?

And as if people had changed since then, gentle, I said.

"Ugh, yeah. It's okay now...... Thank you, Rio."

Luli says thank you as confused.

That should be the usual Rio.

Yet somewhere Luli remembered the chills.

Rio perceives the situation with agility.

Oh, you shouldn't.

She's the hardest part right now.

This can't frighten Luli.

"I've shown you the ugly part. I'm sorry. Rulli said it was the hardest..."

With the look of a scuffling bitter bug, Rio bowed his head to Luli.

"Ugh, yeah. I'm all right now..."

To Rio like that, although frightened, Luli called out somewhere to care.

- Is Rio okay?

Yes, I wanted to ask, but asking was ridiculous.

Because I thought you must answer, "If you're Rio, it's okay."

"Mr. Yuba, Lord Saga. Would it be all right if I left it to you about Mr. Rulli?

Rio told him to leave the scene because he didn't want the people here to care any more.

Scattered, messed up the place, frightened Luli, I feel like I'm just walking away from this place.

But even if I were here, I'd just bother everyone.

So let's get back to our usual selves by tomorrow.

That should bring back the usual peace.

Yes, trust me.

In an attempt to preserve the peace, Rio vowed.

"Oh, leave this place to me and Lord Hayate. Get some rest."

"Uhm. I'll take care of it. My men are also interrogating the other men. Nothing to worry about."

Like caring for Rio like that, Yuba and Hayate said.

"Excuse me, because I'll make breakfast tomorrow. Take your time, Mr. Luli and Mr. Yuba."

Deeply bowing his head and telling him so briefly, Rio walked away from Luli's room.

When I got back to my room, Rio never slept.

Almost all night, like regretting something, shrinking, Rio was shaking his body.

And the next morning, Rio was as usual, as if this night's passion had been a lie.