A line of disears abandoning the old one boards the 'Roofboat' that came to this remote island.
Large ships operated by the bow of the Great Eight States slowly rise and depart.
"You're our new sailor!
"That's not good, why don't you stay too?
"Awful! Are you going to kill me?! That's nice there, isn't it, Shun, your charm, your serious intent to kill!
Acrylic, clinging to spring, was looking at the island under his eyes from the edge of the ship.
"Both of you, it's time you stopped delivering my technique"
By its side, the temple dance, which is at some distance, tells him that his drunken blood is no longer spread.
Then, from the digging shed, where nothing had happened until then, a large number of nobles overflow.
"Look, I'm your father and your mother! Even for you, Shun, you're my step-parents! Oh, I'm my brother or brother! See, you know what?
"What kind of nerve are you?"
"Guys, you're waving at us! I'll respond to you! Look, wave!
"You're genially terrible..."
"Oh, no, I'm not a genius, I'm a genius."
The nobles try to rush out toward a ship that is going away, but they stop on the way.
I have no choice. The island is a small island surrounded by cliffs, without any sandy beaches.
With dedicated tools, experts would be able to get down to sea level.
If there was a trained wizard of great skill, he might have flown and chased him here.
"Hey Shun you...... KAKAY...... me, you'll be absolutely happy. For all your fathers, mothers and relatives..."
"You're not on the right level."
"Don't think no one will be convinced that our principal agent will not be unhappy"
"Me, I'll definitely make you happy and show you! Huh!"
Even Rikkyo felt a little more guilty, but she doesn't seem to think anything from the bottom of her heart.
The unexpected annoyance of not thinking of a person as a person, not even a relative as a person, may be a necessary quality as a politician.
Cry and slay the horse , but she was turning down the fate of her relatives without any concern.
It wasn't about hypocrisy, it was innocently evil.
"You know, that island was originally a resting place for fishermen going fishing in the ocean."
"Ho."
"Heh."
"But, you know, nobody stopped stopping by because it's a hassle to get to such a high place and then get off. The injured, but the dead."
"Hmm."
"I see."
"I didn't think I was worth an island like that, your grandfather said. At some point, the time may come when it will be useful. There's nothing worthless about this world forever..."
"Don't say good things, boulder old body"
"Uhm, it really resonates with my heart"
"You can't isolate relatives, can you? I can't believe it makes so much sense to have trouble getting down and climbing... what Grandpa said was true."
"Then what about your relatives who got dumped for being worthless?
"Well, it's an effective use, in the sense of discarding waste. But I think it's illegal."
"It's okay, because I followed the regular laws and just sentenced him to a correct banishment! It's not illegal at all."
"I've come to Disyah many times to think that it's much scarier to have no illegality than to be illegitimate"
"So you're talking about a fool who doesn't have that sense of crisis with that disloyal person, right?
An island getting smaller and smaller.
The people on the island are getting smaller and smaller.
"Oh, you lost sight of the garbage!
"Don't tell me you're happy... I'm gonna poke you down"
"That's enough, we're going back"
Turning their backs on the loss, the three entered the indoor of the stall ship.
Among them were deputies with sinister faces and their proximity.
I have no regrets for this action, but I guess I still have regrets for turning the Lord I've known since I was a child into an islander.
There is something about it that both temple dance and spring feel.
Assuming you poke the acrylic off this ship, you must feel the same way.
Depending on what she says in the future, they may both make that decision.
"Guys, you don't have to worry so much. The important thing is, it's more about 'now' and 'ever' than it's about 'going to'."
To the deputies who are sinking, acrylic speaking brightly.
"Even your grandfather, for example, can't work anymore. But nobody said anything about killing your grandfather or throwing him away, right? I might change my mind now and work (...), even if I don't, because I care more about your grandfather's" ever "than those people's" ever will "who make foreign currency the way it was."
Talk about not being convincing at all.
"Cuckoo, you told me a long time ago, didn't you? The trumpets said they were normal people in their homeland. Since I came to this world, I've worked so hard."
"Oh, you said that"
"He said there are lots of stories that go to new lands and countries and work great there. I regret that I've never done anything in my hometown before, and I'm excited about it in New Heaven."
"Oh, I'm that mouth too"
"That's selfish, isn't it?
That may be true, but when this guy says it, he wants to drop it from the ship to the sea.
It was a dark temptation that everyone on this occasion had made to their hearts.
But isn't that better for the world?
Wouldn't you regret 'dropping it in the ocean then' or something later?
"Because it has nothing to do with the people in my hometown who raised that person or the people who annoyed me. You definitely think why you don't work hard in your hometown, why you haven't worked hard before, pay back what you've been causing trouble or serve."
Yes, she is exactly the woman who has never done anything before.
Of course, nothing at all, not at all. But he's only one of the relatives who depended on the old body.
The truth is, even she should have stayed on that island.
Why are you putting yourself up on the shelf in a shilley safe zone and drooling over your theories?
Shouldn't we still drop it in the ocean and feed the fish?
"So it's strange that I, who have never done anything before, am acting for the Lord. So I return the main agent and go back to the normal disear ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Strange, cheerful pose.
Everyone was solidifying themselves in the bomb statement announced with it.
Sure, it's weird that this guy is our principal agent, but it's weird that he suddenly comes back.
You just banished your relatives, and you haven't done anything.
"Oh, wait, my lord... no, my lady"
"What?"
Among the deputies, a man raised his hand, especially an elderly man.
True from the flow of conversation, but I can't read her overall guidelines.
I can't read what it is to ordinary people. The anomalist's argument was very unfriendly.
"What if, just to deport my relatives, I was appointed as my main deputy?
"Yeah, right? You can't deport a boulder unless you're acting for him."
"So, what happens after this? What's the seat of the Lord of Disuilla?
"Oh, of course it's empty. It's just me and your grandfather, and Disya. So you're not the main player?
"Well, that's true..."
It was too lame an argument.
Certainly not one proper person, but only one improper person, so vice versa, the Lord was unnecessary.
"Then I would like to make a suggestion to all deputies, as a Disuir family person. Let's reform the structure of Disuir. Specifically, let's make the decisions of the entire Disuilla a system of consultation between the deputies and me."
It didn't even happen to the words.
It was rigid as everyone was electrically shocked on a ship floating in the sky.
"Sopeds seem to do that now, and let's make Disya do that, let's do that. I participate in politics, but that is only as a senator with the same vote as all of you. We will govern the entire territory by a majority vote, and we will share your words with the national government."
I began to wonder if I should do that if you ask me.
At least it seems more realistic than sitting on top of her right now.
"We in Disya Territory have three options. One is to devote my territory to the royal family, and then I am forced to take over, and finally my proposed system of council. The details will be roughly one of three things to discuss later."
A well-reasoned explanation had begun, either because I was willing to give an explanation, or even because there was no room for objection or confirmation.
"If you choose the first, you're all not that obstructed. Maybe as a deputy, you'll be allowed to rule the land in the future. But there is a good chance that the Special Zone will be dismantled. The privilege of Disuia following from the founding of the country, to the darkness of the Arcana kingdom and shame. The stains that have been protected by extraterritoriality will take the opportunity to clean this up"
Maybe that's a good thing.
But that was to deny Disuir until now.
Maybe it's not the worst, but it wasn't an interesting story.
"Second, it's the most politically legitimate. It would be the most appreciated choice for other aristocrats and royalty. Everyone will be happy except you. But no one is convinced if I suddenly prevail. Morale and security will get worse."
I didn't even have to imagine that.
Because that's exactly what everyone thought right now.
"So I recommend the third to all of you. As one lord, I begin my task of ruling a region, and I will conduct my internal affairs as you do. I can show you how it works, and the damage will fall within that range even if I do something bad. When I was throwing out my job, I just had to send it to that island."
Quite a bit, the muscles were through.
Certainly it is natural for her to have a proven track record as a lord, and there is no obstacle to the operation of the entire Disuilla territory if it is a system of consultation by the deputies who have assisted the current Lord.
It would be the most gratifying choice for the deputies on this occasion, their subordinates.
"But will that be the royal forgiveness? Even though there is only one person in the Disuia family, our Lord is absent. Besides, participation in national politics as it is..."
"I have already received a good reply from Bathrub and Sopede, Caputo. All you have to do is agree, and it will be enough for me to take part in national politics."
"... that, also in the context of national politics, you are only a representative and not a protagonist?
"Yes."
"... that we do not make judgments as the Lord, but merely communicate on behalf of our will?
"Absolutely."
They all wanted to push her into the ocean.
The thought rises to its climax.
"Why haven't you done your job before......!
Possible eagles say they hide their nails, but she's beyond the limit.
In the "spirit of jus cogens" as in Disuia's decentralization, the eyeballs get hot in many ways.
Why didn't you do it before?
Why would I suddenly succeed so much if I wanted to?
Is talent so cruel?
"Because your grandfather said you had to do nothing."
No matter how hard you say it, it doesn't change that this idiot is the next winner.
The deputies said the temple dance and spring were mourning the misery of our Lord, who was discerning her talent.
"For the most part, you see, I suddenly do too much with the Lord in the first place. What I did was, at best, I rang the bell ten times when the Special Zone was first attacked."
For once, she was working if she got involved.
It was also a quick decision then, and as a result it was saving the spring.
I guess that's no exaggeration to say that it was saving the entire Arcana kingdom.
What do you care, the fate of the state was half-determined at that point?
"It's also completely unrelated to my internal affairs that I island my relatives, just putting the trash together in a dumpster. Your grandfather also said that home affairs are a pile of normal things. You have to prove that you can even do a serious, solid, uninteresting or fun job. I'll do my best for twenty or thirty years until everyone admits it."
It's troublesome, but I'll do my best, she said.
He's going to spend the next decades to show his instrumentation as the Lord.
I also feel that at the moment, that is, at the starting point, we are failing a great deal.
Direction is right, but too honest. Honestly, I want you to make some more efforts to deceive me.
"Make more kids! You're gonna have a lot of kids for me to rebuild Disya!
"I want to die..."
"Work, paint in the extra time, and then bed in! Twenty will give birth! I'll keep giving birth for twenty years!
"Kill me. Yeah..."
The trump card of a world-class discotheque.
To him, everyone will feel sorry for him.
Why is this, too, the figure of a man who tries to give up his life, pierces his chest?