The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

- Oh, this is dead.

The moment I thought that, I was standing in a strange place.

'... here is'

- Horse running lights and.

Is this what is commonly called?

Unpopular...... a small park full of loneliness somewhere.

I remember seeing it somewhere, it was a lonely park.

"Ugh... gu"

Secondly, I hear a little sob.

If you look at the voice, there's one kid there who's sitting on a blanco and leaking a whimper, and he laughs bitterly without thinking about it.

"Oh, me. You've been bullied around this time."

Walking up to the boy, he laid his back on a fence that was built to surround Blanco.

Would it have been so small?

Everything in the world looked big back then. It was big, beautiful, beautiful, and cruel.

"I've been bullied since kindergarten. Don't look after me."

What is it, why were you being bullied?

I can't remember very well. Because it was quite a while ago in the first place...... The memory itself is vague these days.

I accidentally put my hands on my forehead.

……

Two, one mask passed the back of my brain.

Hollow holes in both eyes, one mask with a lot of strange taste for a child to wear, never seen.

That's why I'm past the back of my brain now.

"Hey, what's that...?

Give me the mask now... Do I know?

Where'd you find out? School, house...... no, it's not. Did you see that on some CM... No, maybe not either.

When I couldn't think of a firm answer, and it was bothering my head, I heard a nose song from somewhere.

That was a strangely memorable nose song. Nowhere do I remember hearing that... but somehow, I knew that song.

I guess I'm simply forgetting, that's all.

This sight, this song, the reason why I was being bullied.

That's why I remembered this sight I'd forgotten before at the time of death.

I'm sure, because this past is something we shouldn't forget.

"Hey, what...?

The boy speaks out in surprise.

Looking around at Kyoro Kyoro - and hardening his gaze toward the entrance to the park.

When I follow his gaze and turn my gaze towards you too... oh, this or just a few memories.

"Buh-buh-buh. Yes, sir."

It was one boy in the mask of the matter who came this way, saying so without a tongue.

Kindergarten child...... probably as good as the boy sitting in a blanco right now. He came straight towards the boy as he rowed his bike with an auxiliary wheel.

"Hmm? Who are you? This is my Nawaliba."

"Hey, what the hell...?

The masked boy, who said off what he thought would probably be a 'nawabari', talks as he fixes a mask that doesn't fit the size he wants.

"My mother gave it to me, and I used it on Kadori, so I could only buy it as much as a temple. If I came to Nawaliba like this, I would have had you."

"Ugh, yeah......"

The boy who returned it so baffled, I guess he thought he had done something wrong, getting out of the blanco most of the time and giving up his seat.

"Something..., I'm sorry"

"Hmm? It's okay, it's okay. It's the first time I've ever been a Nawaliba. It's a little far."

"Oh, really...?

Yeah, it is.

The masked boy sits up on a blanco while giving it back. It was me who wrote in masterpiece 'Shotacon Killer' on that white t-shirt and halfway figured out who this mask was anymore. The boulders aren't his parents around putting on a t-shirt like this.

"So, why are you crying?

Perhaps during the 'before' period, the masked boy asks caring, not concerned.

"Uh... that. I was bullied in kindergarten..."

"Heh, that's Kigu. I'm being bullied, too."

"Heh... Huh!?"

The boy standing in his absence was surprised at the masked boy's words, and the masked boy who saw it laughs cheeky as troubled.

"Bullying, I mean... getting ripped off in kindergarten. I had a fight with only one of them. Hickey's all over the place right now, but your mother kicked me out. I bought a bag because it wasn't easy to follow, and I was able to get this" Bull Young Maru No. 3 "to the city."

"Uhmaru..."

I was wondering why "Niu Young Maru No. 3" could only be pronounced normally...

"... but there was such a time."

He thought he was awesome from the start.

Awesome, strong, good looking.

I won't give in to any situation......, I'm sorry to say.

For me - I was a hero.

Remember, that's just as troubled, tormented, and lived like this. I don 't--

"... it's okay, is it?

The boy asks reluctantly.

The masked boy, laughing powerlessly against it, returns his gaze straight over the mask to the boy.

"... you're so sweet. I can squeeze others even though I'm being bullied.... I'm not that gentle, so I'm honestly flattered."

"Oh, that's not true! You're sweet, too!

To a boy who would give it back like he was angry somewhere, the masked boy was surprised to open his eyes behind it, but immediately laughed as the stick grabbed off.

"Duh, what's going on...?

"I knew it," he continued, laughing back at the boy who looked anxious and asked, "the masked boy was nothing.

"You're sweet. I think I might as well twist and twist." Along with one of the guys I just said - I mean, you know, when I said, "I'm stuck in my butt," he put on my toy, and I got into a fight. "

"That's the right thing to pretend not to see..."

While I think the scratch was no more correct at this time, I send my gaze to the masked boy who looked up at the distant sky.

"Look, boy. Oh, don't cry like that. That's what I'll keep until I use it in front of one of my favorites."

I accidentally opened my eyes to the words.

"... to?

"Your father was there. I shouldn't show you how it is. No matter how painful or hard it is, no matter how hard you can't see the future, you have to be alone."

With that said, the masked boy never lowers his hips from the blanco.

"So. I've tried my best. [M] Probably all this spicy stuff, but I can't change it because of it. Still trying my best."

"Ugh, yeah."

His eyes peered over the mask lit with a flame of determination, and he walked again toward the Bull Young Maru III when he only said so.

"So, but then... it's gonna get hard one day!

On that back, the boy speaks up.

The masked boy, who looked back small on the words, went straight to the boy - throwing his gaze at me as a child.

"It's hard enough. But it's not funny to lie to Jibu, is it? That's why I hang in there. Good luck and do what you can only do"

- What you can only do.

The words pierce his chest, his cheeks inadvertently transmitted by hot tears.

The masked boy opens his eyes and says, "And."

"It's cooler that way."

"Dude, didn't you tell me to stop being weak? Why are you crying from beside me?"

Second, I open my eyes to the sounding voice.

I look back at that voice, which I miss, dependable, and have always wanted to hear, wiping the overflowing tears unexpectedly.

"You...! He's dead..."

"You're an idiot. - You're still too sweet. I could have expected to die. Otherwise, I won't make you artifacts... and they're artifacts made with my magic powers, right? It's about separating one or two of your consciousness. I'm used to being a shadow."

He smiles lightly at his mouth, clapping his shoulders.

"So, that means you're here, that's it. So you've come a long way."

"To the point of coming..."

Unexpectedly lay face down and remember reality.

Belphegor and a simultaneous attack by Leviathan.

If this is that running light, I'm already...

"Look, I'm gonna uzz. You really hate that kind of place. I feel like I'm going to die."

"Hih, isn't that terrible!?"

Screaming unintentionally, he leaked a smile at him who was distorting his face in a mean way.

"Where do we need to get lost? An obstacle in front of you destroys it. Get over being unreasonable, and crush being unreasonable. Burn down the concept of defeat."

That's right. He walks up to me in his footsteps.

"Now the heart of the world is definitely you. The world revolves around you, and all the stories are pulsating. If you say so, he's the real 'hero'."

That's what I said. When he grins badly, he opens his mouth with his head.

"Kitz, no, that position. You're in trouble even though you're not doing anything, and you're not doing anything, but you're attacking Kamikami and the Great Devil. Boeing rainstorms when you have poor or poorly dressed performance. I just wanted to curse you from the bottom of my heart for having such a hard position."

But you know what?

That's what I kept doing. He stares me straight in the eye and tells me that fact pale.

"Though in the hardest position. Still, someone has to sit in that seat and break the times. Otherwise the enemy will destroy you in an instant."

There was already no grin on its face, and cold light dwelt in its eyes.

"I ask you to know it's hard. You do it. Take full responsibility for yourself and grab the future with your hands."

Tong, his left fist hits his chest.

That fist still has so many scars that even with his resilience he can't recover, and I'm sure his body will have more scars.

That means proof that this man has pulled the times in that position of no other.

- Oh, I knew I'd admire it.

I think so from the bottom of my heart.

"... to me, you think you can do it?

I know.

I mean, I can't count on this guy as much as I can.

I think he felt like that, like everything would work out just because he was there. In fact, in the land of harmony, I myself was.

But he died, and they all started to move me. I really feel that way.

So when he asked me, he blew it out.

"Are you stupid or what? I'm the one who put everything in your hands to die. Then don't worry about the eyes around you. The ones who look down at you, they're all holes. Now Grace, Dad, Elsa and Lacia, they're all counting on you. I'm going to entrust the future of the world to you. What's so unhappy about all this, you bastard?"

Unexpectedly, tears that should have dried overflow.

When I wiped him down, he grinned like trouble, and he retreated his fist from my chest.

"You're doing your best. So work harder. Desperately work hard to grasp the future."

"Son of a bitch......, don't be impotent"

"Ugh, you busy bastard"

That's what he says and laughs aloud.

They keep saying the same unscrupulous things.

Still demanding of me.

As always - they put their full trust in me.

- Only if it is.

"You can't betray that trust anymore."

Open your eyes.

Countless weapons and countless poison fluids in front of you.

- I can't.

Yeah, I sure can't.

This is the victory of the two with all this barrage ready.

So I won't.

"Burn it down - blackflame"

Moments ago, a vast black flame went wild in front of me.

Power, magnitude, together unparalleled before.

After a few seconds, the black flame stops.

Seen, all poisons and weapons are incinerated in an instant, and Belphegor and Leviathan are pale with their eyes wide open.

"Then, stupid..."

I hear this whining, and I laugh a little.

It doesn't mean I laughed at him, it made me laugh a little.

"There's no reason to fight. Emotional theory is fine.... I see, you really didn't have to go down."

In my heart, I heard chains playing.

The padlock is shattered in chains and its doors gradually open.

"I admire strength. I'm jealous of the cool. But I wish I had the power to punch him once when he made a mistake. It doesn't have to be the strongest. I wanted strong power, just to be able to stop him. But he died on his own."

I was saved twice by him.

Once, in elementary school.

And again - that time, when I met a masked hero.

"I want to repay him. That's why I'm trying to save this world. When he comes back again, he grabs such 'peace' that he can swoop around with our faces. That's why I fight."

Sure, dumb, stupid.

If I told my buddies and him, people would open their mouths and burst into laughter.

So I won't tell you anymore, and this is it.

The door that was closed opens.

Your body is overflowing with power and blue magic blows up.

Surely we are only waiting for danger ahead.

Even their protagonist there turns into a miscellaneous fish, the irregular cheat skill is common sense, the ultimate point of arrival where even the blow of immortality kills easily begins.

If you want to go ahead, there's a chance that you'll die.

But I'm fine now.

"For this, I can risk my life."

- I'm graduating from the weak today.