Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

At the same time.

Diaz was alone in the room, desperately remembering the names of the women she had ever had her hands on with a feather pen.

"Oh, shit! Why do I have to see this! Anyone would be doing as much as putting their hands on someone else's woman!

Diaz tells him to throw up, while he lines up the woman's name on the copy paper that Narson gave her.

Narson says, apparently, infidelity counts as one of his mistakes.

For redemption, it was said that sincere apology and compensation for the other person would be the quickest.

Until now, Diaz has been putting his hands on wives everywhere with care, so it's impossible to remember all the other people, etc.

But I have to remind you at all costs that if you don't do it, there's a future in hell to be chopped up by monsters.

"I didn't know I was going to have to bow my head down to the civilian population… I had to choose who would send me under Master Gracior, and I didn't know they would be held accountable for their management…"

Diaz had been told by Narson that "if you leave behind or fail to monitor the evils under your subordinates, that could be all that goes down with what you call your 'virtue'".

Even if you do good deeds on your own, you can go to hell if your men are dyeing their hands in evil at will.

Instead, the privilege is granted to both those who manage and virtue if their subordinates do good deeds.

It's what Ichigo suggested to Narson as a means to force the territorial government to purge itself top-down.

"But if you were a person like me who had picked just a little for good reason, wouldn't you still be able to do anything more about an outer road like Nibel? Whatever you think, I think it's too late..."

"You're going to freak out when he finds out the conditions for going to hell," Diaz said bumping, knocking on the door to the room.

"Dear Diaz, it's Zirconia. Will you still be awake?

"... Lord Zirconia?

Diaz stood up surprised and ran over to the door to unlock.

When he opened the door, Zirconia stood alone.

"Good evening," Zirconia smiles adorably.

"I'm sorry I'm late at night. May I come in?

"Oh, oh! Please, come in!

Diaz said that in a bounced voice, and then he said, "Shit!" I was in a deep hurry.

There is only one reason, such as a woman visiting a man's room at this late hour.

Since Diaz first saw Zirconia, who was seated in the Lords' Council 10 years ago, he had rated it pretty good.

Nevertheless, sometimes it's the Lady Lordship, and I've never wanted to get my hands on it.

It was unfortunate but solemn because it would be hard for Narson to get his hands in his ear.

But the person I had given up came to visit me from myself and accidentally climbed up and let me in the room, which is absolutely not a good idea given the current situation.

This is a one-way ticket to hell.

"Shh, I'm sorry! Lord Zirconia!"

"What?"

Zirconia tilts her neck.

"Well... I'm very glad you're here, but I can't have a meeting with you tonight."

"... sorry. Was it inconvenient?"

Zirconia that looks lonely.

Her face, illuminated by the dark lights of the candle, looked very luscious to Diaz.

Unexpectedly, swallow the saliva.

"Gu... su, sorry. As a man, I'm so glad you invited me to a beautiful man like Lord Zirconia, but I can't accept it. Will you please come home?"

"Really..."

Zirconia looked up when she said she was terribly sorry.

Diaz gets stuck with that look that seems to be hanging up.

"Um, could you at least let me just talk to you?

"... as long as we talk"

As Diaz nodded, Zirconia smiled happily.

"Good. Please, sit down."

"Uhm."

As Diaz sat on the couch, Zirconia sat down next to him.

The more knees and knees stick together, the closer the distance.

What kind of torture is this, Diaz says inside out.

"I'm sorry I came all of a sudden to visit. You must have been surprised.

"Ugh, um. I didn't expect you to come to me from Lord Zirconia. Honestly, I'm surprised."

"... I've been wondering about Dear Diaz ever since I first met you. He said he was nice."

"Oh, you did"

"Yes. I didn't get to see him like this very often, so I thought I finally had a chance"

"... sorry. As a man, I know the worst. To Lord Zirconia, I can only apologize. Forgive me."

Diaz bows her head looking sincerely sorry.

Zirconia smiles lonely.

"The reason you can't accept it is because of the story of heaven and hell, right?

"Oh. I didn't know there was really such a thing as the afterlife. I was so surprised, I ate it. Ha."

Diaz leaks a dry laugh as she looks into Zirconia's thighs.

Zirconia puts her hand on the knee of such a diaz.

"Right...... I can't believe they're going to taste the future perpetual blame bitterness in a place like that. It's really scary."

"Ugh, um"

"They say we're all doing this. It's too much to have to put up with. Don't you agree, Master Diaz?

"Oh, that's... um"

Zirconia smiles at the nodding Diaz.

Diaz glanced at her face glimpsely, and, uh, sighed.

If it's true, I'd love to keep my hands on it, but if I deliberately sin after knowing the conditions of heaven and hell, I'm told that virtue goes down as far as it's never been before.

Even if we do something wrong now, if we do something good, we can't write it off.

By the way, Zirconia also knows that Diaz is being heard about such stories.

"But, Lord Zirconia. Thank you, it seems that such a thing would be regarded as quite a sin. It seems all the more so after knowing the treatment of the afterlife."

"Well, is it?

"Mm-hmm. Lord Narson told me. Hasn't Lord Zirconia been told?

"Hmm. Like I heard. Like I didn't hear. I also found out recently that my head hasn't chased me yet."

"Well... each other, that's a tricky thing"

"Yes."

Zirconia smiled and took her hands off Diaz's knees seemingly remorseful.

"Dear Diaz, have you had this experience many times before?

Apart from getting his hands on his wife from himself, Diaz has experienced several times that his subordinates, who have learned of his taste, will send their own wives for his birth.

Of course, those who extend to such acts are willing to interact with Hannah, so it is common to act like they are wholeheartedly in love with Diaz when they act.

From those experiences, Diaz was proud to be a pretty hot person about herself.

The point is, there are fussies who take it for granted that a woman comes to them.

So it is not particularly surprising that Zirconia went under herself in this way.

"Well, there have been a few times."

"Hehe, so am I."

Diaz turns an unexpected eye to Zirconia, who smiles joyfully.

"Mm, did you? I'm sorry, but you don't listen to me at all, so I thought you weren't really into sex."

"That's not true. When I'm always involved in all the neat military stuff, I get stressed out. If it doesn't dissipate moderately, you won't have it."

"Oh, did you? No, I'm sure you might."

Diaz said inside, "If that's the case, I should have just invited you!" and nodded.

"Yes. Nibel, who needs it from Master Diaz, was also kind enough, wasn't she?

"Become!? Nibel!?

Zirconia smiles lusciously at Diaz, who turns a startling glance.

Nibel is a luxury dealer in Gregorn salt.

He was the one who went on to sexually harass Reese for years and at the end of the sentence he ate a handached counterattack to attack Reese when he was alone in the room, throwing up a throw-up dialogue and fleeing.

"Yes. I was invited a while back. From then on, whenever I came here to talk about a salt deal, Narson was hiding and sneaking up on me. You were pretty good. Hehe."

"Holy crap... you nibels...!

Diaz's expression distorts him into jealousy and anger.

I didn't know you were putting aside yourself and putting up with zirconia all the time.

At the civilian level, the original sense of discrimination fuelled it further.

"But you can't help it if this happens. Unfortunately, Dear Diaz is right, I will stop doing these things already, too. If Nibel finds out about heaven and hell, she'll give up just as well."

"... no, about that"

Zirconia tips her neck to Diaz, who tells her to squeeze it out.

"Although Nibel is responsible for the salt trade, she is not in a position to say that she is a heavy town in our territory. I'm not going to tell him about Graciole."

"Well, is it?

Zirconia says as surprised.

"Mm-hmm. I specifically admit to having a family name out of commercial merit, but the intrusion is just civilian. It seems pathetic, but I can't teach anyone who isn't noble about Lady Gracior. I can't help it all."

"Really... but then, he goes to hell, doesn't he? Because you don't even know that redemption is necessary, and you're going to die."

"Ah, oh. Well, I'll do my best there. Let us lead him on the right path."

With a crisp look, Diaz says.

Did the hoarding drop a little or the expression and voice color were brighter?

"Dear Diaz, how sweet..."

Zirconia turns a respectful eye.

Diaz is good at it.

"Ah. But when he does, doesn't he need to be allowed to retreat from his current position?

Zirconia says, as I've always noticed.

"Given the scale of the salt deal he's in charge of, I don't know if we'll let him remain in power..."

"Mm-hmm. Now it's time for the country to come together. Except for those who inform you about Master Gracior, you must be removed from your position of power. You might get resented, but you're ready for that too."

"It's splendid, Master Diaz. Nibel looks pathetic, but you can't help it."

"Right. There's no other way to do this."

Diaz snorts only at the voice color.

Inside, I was just thinking that he would go to hell no matter how good he did from now on.

On this occasion, it seems better to just cut it off.

Zirconia smiled at Diaz thinking about it, rising off the couch.

"Mm, they're going already?

"Yeah. If we stay together too long, it's going to make me feel weird. I think it's time for some free time."

Zirconia says lonely.

"It was a great pleasure talking to you alone. Dear Diaz, please don't tell me that I'm here today."

Zirconia with fingers on lips.

Diaz snorts firmly.

"Of course I kept my mouth shut. Is there no way anyone can say that Lord Zirconia came to my room alone in the middle of the night, etc. It's definitely a big problem."

"Oh, so is that."

Zirconia laughs fun.

"Now if you'll excuse me. Good night."

"Oh, good night"

Zirconia meets and leaves the room.

Diaz stared at the closed door, and, uh, sighed.

"Oh, shit! What a waste! Does going to heaven mean it's a hard journey!?

Diaz sits on the couch somewhere.

"I was breathing when I managed to get the Nibel guy, Miss Reese, but I didn't know he was going to cage both parents and children... what a guy, aside from this me"

Sigh like Diaz is tired.

Diaz highly valued Nibel as a man who worked well without hating to get his own hands dirty.

But when it comes to keeping your hands on Zirconia, the lord's wife, to yourself, you can't leave it alone.

You will need to take advantage of this opportunity to strip yourself of your identity because you are a man who originally seemed to think nothing of evil.

More importantly, I couldn't forgive the fact that I was plundering the zirconia from the side that I had put up with getting my hands on.

"But you have shamed Lord Zirconia. Should I have held your hand... You did a bad thing, though not to lay down your sins..."

Diaz went back to the task of remembering the name of the woman who had put his hands on her in the past, even though she bumped.

Zirconia, leaving Diaz's room, was holding her breath as she proceeded down the hallway with a rugged face.

While I'm at it, I often find it impressive that it was something that I was able to perform so well.

I hate Diaz enough to be nauseous, but I don't care about that.

Whatever is available, just use it.

"... keep your hands on my daughter, there's no way you can just do it"

I remember nearly a year ago, when I hung up on Narson to kill Nibel.

At that time, the two of them opposed me and pushed me off, but Zirconia hadn't given up for a long time.

One day I would be sure to solemnize it with this hand, and it was up to my heart.

Humans who have humiliated their own families will not forgive whoever they are.

If you're in an irrefutable position, drag him down from there.

Let's cook carefully after it's out of anybody's sight.

"I'll make you regret being born. I'll show you the real hell."

The voice crunching quietly disappeared into the dark hallway.