Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

Well... I wonder where we should start.

Want to play and talk like some poemer about everything from meeting to traveling together?

No, don't look a little happy because it's a joke.

I don't know why a creature like this likes love bananas.

...... Olivia Finn Lutesia Lieselion. Fucking long, so disrespectful, but I'll abbreviate it Olivia, okay?

I said he died first, but Olivia isn't exactly dead yet.

Though the flesh has decayed, its soul remains in this world.

How do you know that?... because Olivia is sealing up the Demon King right now.

A soul is invisible, but it does exist.

Proof that I'm alive. The Holy Sword, which existed in this world, is only an inherent vessel.

For the first time, the Sacred Sword is created as the original Sacred Sword by pouring into the vessel a soul that should be called a shard of the Sacred Sword, which was born by a brave man of mine.

Well, the story of the Holy Sword is as long as an example, so let's do it again. If you say it in volume numbers, maybe the sixth volume would be just fine?

... Well, first of all, why didn't you defeat the Demon King and seal it? It stinks like shit.

It's a very simple story.... because you can't take them down. Of course, the Demon King, right?

That should do the same. We cannot die as long as we have joy, sorrow, diversity, and all kinds of human emotions.

Oh. It's us (...).

Demon King and Holy Sword, to be exact.

Yes, the Demon King and the Holy Sword will not perish as long as people's emotions swirl.

And human emotions are never gone.

Absolutely. I assure you, our battle will not end as long as there are humans.

Positive emotions, negative emotions... I think negative emotions are bad, but I dare you to keep using them.

Holy Sword, a collection of positive emotions.

Demon King, a collection of negative emotions.

It's obvious which is better or not.

They're both the same.

Humans are the creatures who are swept by emotions like fools.

Shake equally to joy, to anger.

Humans are simple creatures like fools.

Sinking deep into despair, he dies in his chest of hopes that he may not have, that someone may help him.

While at the top of his happiness, he creates enemies and is eroded by skepticism that someone may destroy his happiness.

Negative emotions are behind positive emotions, and positive emotions live together behind negative emotions.

You can't erase one of them. Because it's all backwards.

... No matter how much I try to defeat you, I can't defeat the Demon King because I have the Holy Sword.

I wave the Holy Sword because the Demon King is here.

............... Whoa, you're hanging in there looking good, huh?

If you're not feeling well, you should sleep properly.

Look, let's change the hand plush, too.

Oh hon. I mean, just to be brief about the results, "The Holy Sword and the Demon King will never disappear as long as we have each other."

Yes. Question here.

-Are you sure the Demon King can't be defeated?

... Sounds like you understand.

Yes, defeat the Demon King... there is a way to temporarily peripheral from this world.

There is only one thing that can destroy the Demon King by destroying the existence of the Holy Sword, the Demon King, and the Frontal Back at the same time.

How do you know that?

I know...

There is no reason or snare. I'll understand.

... you already know the rest, don't you?

Olivia took my place.

If it wasn't for my complacency, I think Olivia would have liked me.

I guess that's why you felt guilty about me to the end.

Oh, so you know I'm from another world?

Yeah. Yes, Chicu.

That's where Olivia called me back, me.

Olivia regretted recalling me, even though she was destined to settle with the Demon King.

He said he screwed up my life.

Olivia apologized at the end of the day.

I wanted Olivia to live. That you called me... that you made me and Sylvia feel free.

He wanted me to live.

.................. that was wrong. I wanted a different word.

I dreamed of a different ending, I wanted Olivia to live, I wanted her to laugh... I fought... ugh!!

... Sa, is this the place?

As it turns out, Olivia died because of me.

But I didn't abandon him. Absolutely.

Does that sound like an excuse? Well... maybe that's actually true...

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"That's not why... isn't it!

Bernadette stood up and embraced the courage that had made him lie down and sit on the bed.

Because I didn't want you to brave the side I was about to cry on.

"Mr. Yashiro cared about the Virgin, and I know very well. Mr. Yashiro, I know it's not bad! I don't hate Mr. Yashiro so much that I can't believe I still abandoned him when I heard about him!

As I gently, gently stroke the head of the courage I embraced and whisper in my ear... Bernadette continues, as I claim to be on my side.

"... you loved the Virgin, didn't you? You wanted to say thank you to the Virgin, didn't you? I'm sorry. I can't believe you didn't want me to apologize, did you?... you wanted to be with me, didn't you?

On my chest, I felt something hot spread.

Bernadette's eyeballs get hot as she hugs the shoulders of the courage she starts to tremble hard and makes her voice, desperately gentle, almost trembling as well.

"I don't doubt it anymore. I don't doubt that Mr. Yashiro just killed the Virgin. Because I love the Virgin so much. It would have been hard...... you would have regretted it.... That was great.... You did your best. It's okay now."

Embracing the courage to cry like a child, Bernadette wanted to scream at her painfully painful chest.

But to reassure Yong, to reassure Yong, whisper it's okay, it's okay.

To unfulfilled love,... with my cheeks wet.