The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

Satoru, who summoned Audium, which was a last resort, but still tore into Nagale without reaching it, and the Book of the Devil was also taken up.

As a result, Satoru finally wants the Book of the Devil to be returned without shame or outspoken, and he is given only one sword instead of the Book of the Devil, even pleading with Nagare that he needs it for revenge.

Desperate about it, Satoru complained in tears as to why he would do this, but the fact that it was a beastly girl named Ann who asked Nagare to save Satoru was such a telling.

It's Satoru who looks up like he remembers something.

"Apparently, you remember."

"... Sure, I remember. But it's impossible, that kid, as a slave, I heard he was sold off. Besides, there's no chance he'll be safe in the dark deal..."

Satoru talks as he lowers his gaze and recalls past events.

And Nagare nodded one thing.

"... I'm sure he was almost sold as a slave. But the carriage was attacked by a warcraft and the slave traders were wiped out. But only the beastly girls who were captured were helped."

In Nagare's explanation, Satoru gave a somewhat hoarse look and soothed his expression.

After all, he must have left the matter as a clue to his chest.

"... that too, maybe you helped, didn't you?

But the expression of relief also quickly turns into something that blames itself somewhere and asks Nagare.

"Well, that's the way you rescued me and my people."

I answered the question honestly. And then there was the matter, and Ann told me about Satoru, Nagare explains.

"If so, I'm not the one who helped the girl, you are. I abandoned her."

"But Anne doesn't think so. I was grateful to you. But you must have felt your danger somewhere. That's why I..."

"Stop it! I don't want to hear that! I, I..."

Absurd your voice and refuse to talk about Nagare. I guess that is, in a way, his revelation of regret.

Satoru has not just kept killing the intruders. There must have been a life inside that I couldn't help, even if I wanted to.

Including that, I guess he regretted it somewhere in his heart.

Maybe some of the sins he thought included those.

"Sato, Lu-kun -"

Then Mai walked over before Satoru seeped even some penitent air.

Yes, Mai was getting herself out of the wall where she was protecting herself and approaching her with those legs before Satoru.

"... I'm sorry, Sai-"

And poke both knees, toward Satoru, words of apology.

Satoru, hearing it, raised his face and opened his eyes.

"Sorry, what, what? Bullshit, bullshit -"

And he reaches out to the pattern of the sword that was rolling on the floor, and dwells the flames of resentment in its eyes.

To Mai's apology, revenge sentiments may have rekindled.

But...

"I couldn't notice you, and I'm sorry, you know -"

A fluffy, swollen brunette stroked Satoru's face gently. And his face is wrapped in soft arms and drawn to his chest.

Huh? And Satoru's eyes rocked upset.

A warm Shizukuishi was felt on Satoru's cheek. With just his eyes, Satoru looks up at Mai's face.

There was Mai in tears. I had Mai to say the words of apology.

But on that face, on the expression, for some reason, there seemed to be no intention of killing at all. Vengeance feelings also dwindle.

Why? No, Satoru must have understood. That was also well communicated to Nagare, who was watching the situation.

"... do you really think her tears right now are the kind of tears that Sator-kun thinks his opponent shows?

Satoru laid down his eyes upon Nagare's words.

"But if so, why..."

How could you apologize? And maybe that's what Satoru thinks.

"... I didn't know. How much Sator-kun has been abused in his class. And my family, with such terrible eyes, and yet all their sins pressed against me, I don't even remember! They're the ones who are bad! This is too harsh - but I, I didn't know anything. Don't know anything, you're a classmate... and yet..."

Satoru's eyes opened wide again. But the emotions colored there are clearly not the same as the first.

Satoru lifts his face - with his swinging lips, returning the words.

- So, you're talking about me? 'Cause I, I was trying to kill you, and yet you're crying for me? But why... "

"... Mai also has certain special skills. And originally she's also very sensitive. At the time Satoru-kun summoned Audium, your emotions were clearly leaking to the outside. That's all Mai felt, and she knew about you, what you've been through. And now she's crying, regretting and apologizing."

Satoru was puzzled by Nagare's explanation. Satoru would have known. That if you're right, Mai doesn't have any responsibility.

I had nothing to apologize for. Because Mai didn't know anything. Neither Akechi nor his classmates nor his teachers touched on Satoru in front of Mai.

He covered it up thoroughly in order not to be informed of the fact that there was abuse in his class, etc.

So there can't be any good in knowing Mai. Not to mention it has nothing to do with Satoru's family either.

But still, Mai regretted it. I guess that's what you thought you couldn't have done without knowing. You must have sincerely felt sorry for your failure to protect your classmate.

That's why it's a word of apology.

"... no! No, no, no, no, no!

Suddenly, Satoru repeated those words and forcefully pulled his body off Mai.

Huh? and black-and-white your eyes. And in one hand of Satoru, who stood up, was held the sword prepared by Nagare.

"... Satoru-kun, yeah, you are. I'm a bad thing too. Considering what Satoru-kun has been up to..."

"No!"

Satoru screamed. Vikri rocks his shoulder and Mai looks up at him.

I was crying, Satoru kept his sword, affixing sorrow and regret to its face, just crying.

"... me, you're an idiot. I can't believe you finally noticed, yes, Mr. Mai can't be bad. And yet, I, the bad news is, it's all me (...) And I finally realized - so"

Satoru's blade touched his throat.

"- Hey! Satoru, no!"

"It's okay, my revenge is over."

With the blade stuck to his own throat, Satoru strengthens the power of both hands holding the pattern - but the act was inhibited by some extraordinary force.

No matter how much force Satoru puts into it, the blade doesn't even move with Pickle.

"Hey, Nagare!

My screamed unexpectedly. Because at some point Nagare, standing beside Satoru, put her hand on his arm and stopped the act.

"Ha, let go of me! I tried to do something irrevocable! I have to die and make amends for something like this!

"Don't be sweet."

Satoru's body spun a big time. It drew the trajectory of the circle until it was already stunning, and Satoru rolled his back lumpily on the floor.

Of course, at that time the sword was taken away, and at some point the sheath was also in the hands of Nagare.

"Ugh, why, why won't you let me die this time?"

"Absolutely not. I didn't give it to you for that."

Put your sword in the sheath and scold Satoru for crying.

"By and large, what happens to your revenge?

"... I don't feel that way anymore"

Satoru slowly wakes up his upper body, and speaks that way with a soulless look.

"Mai was my mistake. No, I'm not talking about mistakes in words..."

"That may indeed be the case with Mr. Mai. But is that okay with Akechi?

"... Either way, not me now. I also lost the Book of the Devil. But I don't even want to use it now. So there's nothing you can do with a sword like that. I'm weak, I can't help it, you're right. I've gained strength, so I've only thought about revenge. There's nothing you can do, coward."

Items dripping, I answer that. It even made me feel sad on that back.

"... Satoru, no -"

You couldn't watch Satoru like that, Mai tries to speak up, but...

"No, you're right. You are weak. That's for sure. My heart was never strong, especially."

But Nagare relentlessly tells him to block Mai's words.

"Ha, you're right. You know exactly what I mean."

Satoru with a masochistic grin. It's obvious that he's completely losing confidence, but Nagare goes on even further toward him like that.

"Yeah, and that's why you tried to be ruthless when you got the Book of the Devil. That's how I excited myself that I couldn't be strong without being ruthless, because I thought so, and if I wasn't ruthless, I couldn't fulfill revenge, etc."

……

"I guess you didn't admit your mistake hard enough about Mai because it happened. You didn't want to regret it. I couldn't think of stopping the vengeance I decided to take once to be strong. Admitting it will give rise to your contemplative legitimacy. Wasn't there a mistake maybe made in what I did? and I have to get lost. You feared somewhere in your mind that it would be frightening, ruthless, and weak."

Satoru kept listening as he leaned down on Nagare's story. And the potpourri, and maybe, grumble.

"As for Mr. Mai, he was almost mean from the middle of nowhere. I told myself that there was no way. If it's true, as Nagare (...) said, if you could show me her memories, it would have all turned out."

"Well, then even now!

"No, it's okay now. If you look at those tears, even I can see that Mai is not such a person. Perhaps it was too much to realize."

"That's not true!

Mai screamed. And stare at Satoru with a serious look.

"Because I'm safe. Look, you don't have a scratch, do you? So it's never too late. So, stop thinking stupid about dying..."

…………

Satoru pushes silence. Mai says this, but I guess it's still not organized within me.

"... but I've done irrevocable things. Because of the demons I ordered, one town has been wiped out... for revenge, so that's what I'm allowed to do."

"Surely not everything you do will be forgiven. But that's why you have to live first. If you are seriously willing to redeem yourself, death will not solve anything. Whether they resent you or throw a stone at you, living is the atonement."

Nagare did not try to allow Satoru to escape. That is why it is a word.

"... Mr. Nagare"

"Besides, you haven't just taken it. As I said earlier, it was Anne you helped who had begged me to save you. I don't care what you think. It's true. At least if you hadn't helped her on the spot, her life would have been taken by the hands of three inferior men."

"... it 's-"

"Besides, the town was certainly destroyed with your summoned demon. But it's not like the demons didn't have any hearts. I'm sure Satoru-kun had some sense of your feelings."

"... feelings?

"Yes, I'm sure you saw many beasts being abused by the people of the Empire as you continued your journey in this empire? Maybe it's about overlapping yourself. And that's what you wanted to do to help the Beast Man. That's why those demons learned that feeling, and when they attacked the town, only the beasts helped them."

"... the devil has taken the beast man..."

This is something Satoru didn't even know about. We watched as far as the town was destroyed through the mirror of the devil and avenged the men and women of the waiting group, but we could not even ascertain how we were helping the beasts.

"Yes, that's why you haven't just taken it. There must have been other lives you saved. And that's why I asked Anne to do it. With that feeling, if you want to help something, there is still salvation. Unlike people who can kill people with a smile on their face."

"... but there's nothing left for me anymore. I'm not this weak anymore."

"The other way around."

"... reverse?

To Nagare's words, Satoru made his eyes black and white. I guess I don't understand for myself what the hell is left of me for losing everything.

"Yes, rather I wanted you to know my weakness. If you stay drowned in strength, you have nothing more to gain. But when people know how weak they are, they can be strong again. How long have you been obsessed with staying strong with the Book of the Devil? As a result, I couldn't see around. But you're different now."

"I'm not..."

"Yes, I feel much more likely that you are now. At least knowing your weakness, your mind is much stronger than it was earlier, it seems."

"My heart is strong..."

"Yes, and if you want to achieve true revenge, if you want to achieve your goal, be prepared to live, not die"

To Nagare's words, huh? and Satoru rounds his eyes as he was surprised, though.

"As I said earlier, I am not denying your revenge per se. It depends, of course, on how you feel, and Satoru-kun is the ultimate judge. But don't use your powers the wrong way. You also missee the other person. Strength can't just swing into the dark clouds like a blade that has lost its sheath, put it in the sheath like this sword, identify the opponent, just in case of that time, sharpen the blade - and not just with strength, but also with the mind, pull out the blade at this point and discuss the opponent with the whole body and spirit, you have to have that feeling."

"... sharpen the blade, accompanied by the heart, with the whole body -"

Satoru continued to rebel Nagare's teachings. The light was gradually regaining in its eyes at some point. It's not a backward staring glow ready for death, it's also like a flaming light ready for life -

Looking at Satoru like that, Mai gives a look that can be described as both reassuring and worrying. There may be various emotions swirling around your chest.

And with determined eyes somewhere, when Mai tried to speak to Satoru...

- Pussy, pussy, pussy.

Somewhere the sound of a dry applause reaches the three ears.

"... apparently, you finally showed up"

Then he looked back at the man as Nagare approached him with a round of applause, and Satoru also muttered his eyes towards him.

"- Wisdom, justice..."