Unnamed Memory

The morning after he was put out of the "jail," Alphas first made his way to Curtis with his feet.

I also tried to tell him what Kestner told me last night, but it seems Kestner had also appeared before Curtis.

Perhaps while Tinasha was talking to Alphas, he was stretching that leg to his friend's house.

The two, who lit up information all the way through, sipped bitter tea in Curtis's room.

The man, the lord of the room, is piling up his squared sugar on the small plate at hand.

"It's a stuttering story. The key is a lie, and so are all sorts of things."

"If he hadn't shown up about Keys, he'd still be fooled."

An emperor's bird without a "key". It would not be an exaggeration to say that her presence has caused today's confusion.

The more the concept of "rebellion" faded, the more covert control was exercised by the Empire.

As for Radik, too, if Tinasha hadn't applied the procedure of removing the "key," it's likely he'd have ended up with murder.

Alphas thought about how many human beings had been buried that way in the long history of the Empire, and felt the cold and took the tea in his hands.

Curtis carefully takes the seventh squared sugar to the top of the sugar tower.

"But Lord Radik is also quick to prepare. I was called back to Teito, and I met my cat daughter, and this is it right away."

"Cat lady......?

I see that's what you're referring to Tinasha, but she doesn't look like a "lady" anymore.

Alphas remembered last night and corrected his friend's thoughts, even as it became a subtle expression.

"No, perhaps Lord Radik has been preparing for this one for a long time. Maybe he's been rooting for you since he flew you to the southern hinterland."

"That early?

"That guy probably noticed because he got flown. That's ironic what heroes are on the northern front. - Lord Radik shouldn't have won that battle."

A man who overturned the defeat he was almost determined to make. He said the work of the grand aristocrats jealous of that victory had caused him to move to the south, but I guess the actual reason was "elimination" rather than "jealousy".

If divisive rule with neighbouring countries is true, then all wars are probably "pre-determined battles for results".

Approximately four hundred years after the no-go zone now broke out, the Empire has repeated many clashes with its neighbours, from large-scale wars to skirmishes, but its borders have never wavered greatly.

It's like a farce if you notice. The wars they engage in were, after all, events distributed on the lines of planned harmony.

Radhik, however, overturned that planned harmony but was thus kept away from the battlefield.

And he must have gotten the hang of realizing the discomfort of the empire by being treated unfairly.

The truth about the Key itself may be the information obtained because it touched Tinasha, but he had his own basement, which led him to this rebellion.

When Alphas explains that, Curtis gets a look that doesn't even seem interesting.

It won't be impossible either. They told me that the war we've been waging with our lives on the scale might have been like a game on the board.

Curtis arms behind his head when he breaks down the square sugar tower.

"But hey, why bother with war? There won't be much left."

"It doesn't look like it's just to revitalize the industry. Like you wanted us to turn our eyes out?

"Then I wish I had lost the frame itself as a military man from the start. I feel like I can do that."

Alphas tilts his neck at a friend's question that can be described as simple.

It shouldn't have to, but the war being waged - does that still make any sense there?

If anything, is it Tinasha or the Emperor who knows about it?

That much thought reminded him once again of the presence of the Emperor.

The centrepiece of this farce. I wonder how far he knows and how far it relates.

The emperor is manipulating everything. Then I can't read his intentions.

Why did you purposefully imitate the dangerous Radik back to the Empire City? Why didn't you try to take the lead while reading the raid?

Alphas spins his thoughts over fragments of the still missing truth. Unconsciously, his right hand probed the "key" under his clothes.

"You... don't have to follow Kestner?

"Hmm? Looking good. You won't be able to change your camp any time soon."

"Well."

Curtis with a runaway personality like a child and Kestner annoying with the details.

They are often seen the other way around, but Curtis is actually more conservative and Kestner is a liberal.

If you compare their origins, they are probably the ultimate in nature, but they sometimes seem surprising because of their superficial character. Located roughly halfway between the two, Alphas laughed bitterly remembering Kestner's thoughtfulness.

"I didn't know you were taking away the key..."

That is a lack of routine itself for them.

I wonder what the hell it's like to throw away what you have to be.

Alphas closes his eyes to tea in his hands. A small headache annoyed him then.

A woman standing on the corner.

I wasn't a whore. There's no way she's a whore.

But she invited him by hand as if she were.

With red coated lips, clawed hands like thin red shellfish, they invited him.

She was a beautiful woman. A woman without two.

I was attracted to those eyes at a glance.

So he took her hand...

The woman is crying.

He doesn't wake up.

What did she say then?

"Alphas?"

To the voice of a strange friend, the man returned to me.

A blurry feeling as if you were daydreaming. He shakes his head and shakes off the veil on his thoughts.

It was accompanied by zero memories that I could not recall, diving into a carpet with long hairy feet.

Alphas puts his mouth on the cup when he regains his mind.

"Nothing"

"Really? Are you tired of anything?

"You may be tired if you say you're tired, but it won't be a big deal"

The prudent man jokes and flaunts his shoulders.

That was the end of the story, and they went back to their places.

Two weeks after Tinasha and Kestner showed up, there were ostensibly peaceful days.

No more summons to interrogation - but maybe that's just a rest period - and Alphas returns to normal military service.

As he had done during the interrogation, he put together his men who were still bothering with the aftermath of the rebellion and carried out the training assuming something was going on. That is how Alphas listens subtly to each and every one of his men, while playing his role as one of the commanders serving the emperor without a shortage.

Many of my men seem to think that Radhik has rebelled in dissatisfaction with his treatment, but some of them have turned a skeptical eye to this one because they have heard rumors.

Alphas laughed bitterly when one of them, a corporal with whom he had been dating for several years, asked him "what happened at Western Base".

"Looks like a lot of people are gone."

"Does that mean he disobeyed Lord Radhik?"

"I can't say for sure. But it's likely. - That's what I call it."

The warrant has been laid down on one of those matters, but naturally no warrant has been given to him for not knowing the truth at the western base. Sometimes, however, Alphas was staring at the top, and even if it was an inference, he could not speak voluntarily.

The corporal got an unconvincing look, but he hasn't pursued it any further considering his superior's position.

But similar distrust seemed to be sprouting little buds there, not just on him.

Alphas goes home alone when he finishes his military service that day.

- Little by little, everyone's common sense is leaning.

That would still be because of the fact of rebellion. That raid had a huge effect in that respect.

I don't know if Radhik or Tinasha were calculating that far, but I'm pretty sure that didn't end up being just a failure but a fabric stone to the next.

And "next" doesn't come that far.

Alphas had a faint sense of the impending moment from the confusion in the upper layers and the air throughout the city.

He walks down the pavement with white lights embedded at equal intervals towards the quarters. As I bent down a dim alley trying to take a shortcut, I noticed some shadow squatting in the shadow without the light.

Alphas peeks into the darkness, aware of the presence of the gun. I also thought it was just a drunk, but if you're not feeling well, I thought I'd speak up.

But the person realizes Alphas and hardens himself. A young man who would not be much older. The look solidified by fear and tension.

Alphas does anything to surprise anyone.

"Who is it? What are you doing here?

The man does not answer. His gaze was concentrated on the collar of the Alphas, where he had an army class chapter.

Other than that, it's personal, but if you look at this, you can tell he's a senior officer. Alphas looked at the emotion of evading the army in the man's eyes and glanced at him.

"What?"

"... nothing. I just drank a little too much. Leave me alone."

"I don't smell liquor"

The man with the picture poked shuts up. That's when multiple footsteps approached from the back of the alley.

Those on the run can be seen to belong to the military if Alphas asks. When he glanced at the man who had lost his complexion, he showed the shade of a crate that was nearby.

"Hide."

The man rushes to hide himself as he was told. The men who showed up momentarily late were soldiers dressed in military uniforms, as Alphas had expected.

They return salutes when they notice the Alphas and their class chapters. He asked himself as well.

"Is something wrong?

"That's what the superior commander ordered. He was after the ideologist."

"An ideologist?

That's another unfamiliar word in line with "Solemn Qing" or "Rebellion".

The soldiers seem to have the same discomfort, giving Alphas a bewildered look in front of them.

They made senior officers look forward to seeing their expectations as if they were going to get a satisfactory explanation, but Alphas just returned "no one saw". He sighs again when he pushes his discouraged eyes and kills them and the soldiers disappear to the surface.

"You can come out."

"... why did you shelter me?

"I don't know. Why are they after me more than that? Is this about Lord Radik?

As soon as I gave Radik his name, I could see the man taking his breath. Alphas put in just a little more exploration.

"You mean The Key? Are you from the press?

That was an inference from the man's clothing and atmosphere, but he wasn't out of focus.

The other person turned pale and stopped saying anything. A tight hand pushes the small bag that was hanging from his shoulder behind him.

Perhaps "next" is imminent there soon.

The current state resembles a cup near overflowing with water, waiting for the last drop.

So or - maybe this will be the last drop.

Alphas looked around the street and alley and told the man to make sure there were no soldiers anywhere.

"Go."

The opponent nods small and disappears into the darkness of the alley, even as he turns his eyes of confusion and suspicion to him.

Alphas held his temples to the fatigue that struck him as soon as possible. Headache shards hurt under my fingers.

I don't know what falls. Will there be change in this empire, or will it be "back to normal" again?

But I'm sure the last time will come. At that time she appears.

Alphas went home alone with a reasoning full of holes.

- It was not until the morning after that that that Radik's statement about the Key was delivered throughout the Empire through a press agency.