The Tale of the Teapot Hero’s Revenge

"Wait."

On his way up the stairs after Beato, Mr. Crail called me to stop him.

Once I stopped my leg and waited as I was told, I suddenly got a big sigh of sigh from Mr. Claire, who came up to my bunk or so.

"Huh... I left my precious granddaughter to you, I don't know if I was stupid..."

"Uh..."

What do you mean, it.

Even though I protect Beato properly.

"What do you think of Beat?"

"Heh...? Well, that's..."

Oh, my God, all of a sudden.

That's what I like about Beato, and it matters.

He's cute, he smells good, he's tiny and thin but he's a hard worker, he puts his body up with other people's things over his own, he's like an angel...

I can't tell you all this even if my mouth is torn.

"Enough, it's all written on my face"

"Or my face, it was out...?

"You were out. You usually have no expression, but you loosen up and you feel sick."

"Kimo..."

That hurts just fine.

I'm a girl, too.

"Beat must be the same, I'm sure. That's why I was so jealous."

"Yakimochi...? Beato, to whom...?

"It's up to you. You left Beat completely alone with all the elf girls."

Wow, I was doing that...?

I certainly didn't even realize Beato had left...

"You're apparently unconscious. I don't know how much she likes you."

... unconscious, no way.

I don't think so.

If it wasn't a boast, I'm sure Beato would......

But.

"... no, what"

No? What?

"When you get along with me, Beato will surely not be happy. Because I..."

Unlike that beautiful girl, I'm bloody and dirty in my body and mind.

With me like this, I'm just gonna make that kid unhappy --.

Shh, shh, shh!

"Ahhh!

I got slapped in the head with a slipper as much as I wanted.

Eat where you are defenseless and the shock will fall out of your brain to your nose.

Shit hurts.

"I don't know what to say, crap. I'm not jealous!

"Ugh... it's just that I, even with me, can that kid be happy--"

"Beat's happiness can only be determined by Beat. You're not making up your mind!

"... eh"

Mr. Claire's words pierce my chest.

Yes, I shouldn't deny what Beato wants.

And what that kid wants right now is for me to come after him... right?

"... Mr. Crail. I'm going to Toco in Beato."

"... I'll give you some time to talk."

Mr. Krall is going down to the first floor.

I, on the other hand, go upstairs where Beato waits.

Beato illuminates my heart, Beato's happiness is my happiness.

If that kid wants it, he wants to do whatever it takes.

But if what that kid wants is really me, what am I supposed to do?

What can I do, I don't know...

... Me, I suck.

I saw Mr. Killier, who was looking at Mr. Riff's head. Thank you for the plump toy. It burst.

When I was about to burst at the entrance to the sanctuary, I decided I was scared and managed to deceive...

It's pathetic to be jealous of such a little girl......

"... eh"

I almost got away with it. This is a room I used a lot when staying at my grandmother's house.

There is a slightly smaller size bed and a box in the room with toys for children.

(I miss you so much...... But you can't hide here forever)

I need to see Mr. Killier properly and apologize.

And I have to support that guy who goes to a dangerous place and help him get ready.

Pretend to be brave and stand up for the occasion!

Concon.

"Beato, here?

"... Huh!?

Ki, Mr. Killier!?

How did you know I was here!

And, anyway, calm down, open the door.

"Oh, I knew I was there"

……

Mr. Killier, I'm in your room.

I'm suddenly not ready for my heart, but I need to apologize soon.

Take out the parchment, hold the feather pen in your hand......

"Beato, I'm sorry!

"... Huh!

When I tried to write I was sorry, Mr. Killier lowered his head first.

"Oh, you suddenly have trouble being apologized for. I didn't realize Beato was messing with Riff. You hurt me about Beato..."

"... eh"

Sieve, I guess.

It's a desperate appeal, flushing your head to the left and right.

"I didn't do anything wrong with my little one! Mr. Killier is not terrible!

"... thank you, Beat is sweet after all"

Then Mr. Killier gave me his head.

It feels so good.

My heart pounds, it warms me up.

"... yeah, we're done talking. Shall we go back to everyone's toko?"

……

But that's it.

Mr. Killier will quickly pull out of his hand and stay away from me too.

This guy is always like that.

Avoid engaging with others more than you need from the moment you meet them, and take the distance.

Ever since we defeated Burtoghu, things have changed a little bit......

Still, sometimes I feel a distance from Mr. Killier.

I've always wanted to be by your side.

"... Huh!

"Sort of. What...?

Take your hands away and gently inflate your cheeks.

I'm protesting against Mr. Killier, who doesn't understand how I feel.

... silent protests just bother you, I'm sorry.

"... eh"

Sara, run the pen.

Because if you don't put it into words, you won't convey your feelings.

'I want to be alone with you two, Mr. Killier, until I'm soaked. I want to do it. I want you to kneel down.'

"Beat......"

I'm a little embarrassed, because Mr. Killier doesn't put his feelings into words.

So I'll be clear.

"I want to take one more look at Kirier!

"... ok. Fine, Beat. Let's stay together until evening."

"... Huh!

Good, I knew your feelings were a good one to convey.

Then I listened to a lot of stories as Mr. Killier knelt me down.

About when I was living in the village, about my family, about my friends.

It's the first time you've told me about the old days.

Killier talks about the time I was happy, with my head on my knees.

Is this man's happiness the only thing in the past?

……

I think.

Kirier said she hated herself.

Because I hate it, I'm deciding that I don't deserve to be happy like that.

Though there are a lot of people who like you.

There's one here too...?

"... the sun's about to set. I've never talked to you this long, maybe."

Mr. Killier told me, and I noticed the window was starting to turn red.

The sun sets, which means that the time for departure is near.

Mr. Killier is about to go somewhere dangerous.

There's a chance I'll never see you again.

"Sorry, it's time to get ready. Because I have to go for Beato, too."

For me......

Yes, the reason Mr. Killier fights now is for me.

For my sake, Mr. Killier slipped away......

"I can't believe I'm doing this for Beato, because it's about fighting."

Please don't.

Don't treat yourself that lightly.

Whenever you are in danger, my chest is about to rip...!

"... Huh!

"Beat... Huh!? What..."

I've already messed up in my chest and in my head.

Just let your body move as it feels and leave it to momentum without thinking about it.

Chiu.

I kissed Killier on the cheek.

"Huh..."

Mr. Killier, I'm blurry with my hands on my cheek.

It's obvious, right?

But I had no choice.

I don't know why it all came down to Wagamama not wanting me to go, like thanking Kirier or feeling like I love her.

"Huh..."

But if all of a sudden you do this and you shut up, you'll get Mr. Killier in trouble.

Reason somehow with a confusing head,

"It's just a familiar thing to do so you can come back to Buji!!

I made a painful excuse.

"... well, of victory... Yeah, thanks."

Pong, and Killier, who gives me a head.

Is my face turning bright red, just like the sunset sky peeking through the window or your face......