Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

The more I breathed on my shoulders, to me exhausted by the current exchange, Reggie continued without putting my hair in between.

"But I'm sure you saved a lot of allies. Everyone says you're a hero. Good for you, Chiara. You did what you wanted... happy, didn't you?

"Happy... don't..."

Unexpectedly, I couldn't even pretend to be happy when I was breathing.

So I realize hah after I say it.

- You can't say you're not happy.

I don't think what Reggie's saying is a lie. It's good that everyone helped. But I can't say I'm happy.

Just like I caught it in the back of my throat, that word doesn't just come out.

Slightly, Reggie snaps, "Well, were you hooked on that?"

With this reaction, he seems to have guessed.

"Mrs. Borderline's maid who informed me said something was wrong with you, but that's what happened. But you should realize you're happy, Chiara. You can be happy."

"But... my senses may be occassional. I knew I'd killed someone..."

"Guilty?

Asked, nod.

I did something I shouldn't have done. That's the big one.

In the game, you could have 'knocked it down', but now that it's a reality, knocking it down = murder.

I can't believe I was on the side of being trampled either way in this world, and when I was a countess, I was far from being killed. Because of that, the morality of previous life binds me.

"You don't have to think I did anything wrong. 'Cause if you hadn't, you could have been killed."

Reggie gives me an excuse.

You're absolutely right. Even though I thought killing someone like this was hard, I didn't want to be able to save Reggie or Uncle Borderline in exchange for that.

I really had to sacrifice someone to protect the people nearby. I'm not a genius. On my own, I couldn't look for any more ways.

But I still didn't want to kill people.

I could not think while I was desperate, but I can no longer do so after the crisis of my life has left. My body trembles.

I stopped someone's life there. I think I did something wrong.

But there's no way I can take that responsibility.

I can't help it, but I'm going to be confused in my head because of the guilt that I did something horrible.

"If you're still not convinced, I want you to think that I killed the person you killed."

"Yeah, but I don't want Reggie to carry it..."

"For me, it won't be a burden"

Reggie ran out of words clearly.

"That's what I was born to do to stand on top. Instead of directing the battle, I am doing it by deciding that I or the person responsible will kill someone, and that my allies will die as well. So it's only natural for someone like me to take responsibility. So don't worry, I'm used to it."

To Reggie's words, I breathe.

Honestly, I didn't think Reggie was thinking about the war that way.

So for the first time since I was told, I thought. That the commander isn't the only one who doesn't feel responsible for anything.

He is in a position to drive his allies to their death with one decree.

Especially if you're in a position like Reggie to make the final decision on the operation, if you don't think enough, it could also put your allies at risk of total annihilation.

Reggie says she's used to it, conscious that she's doing something scary.

But I think. Even he won't be hard at all.

"Hey, Chiara. That's why I disagreed with you standing on the arrow. You're not a bad guess. There is also driving. But for better or worse, she's a normal girl. I thought it would be hard to stand in a place that would kill people and expose them to the fear of being killed"

Reggie seemed to be stopping me, expecting this to happen.

"I can't stand you. That's why I didn't want the magician to... Even if I survive."

It was hard to argue.

I can't say anything to Reggie, who had so much thought and disagreed, beaten me down as he expected.

I heard a knock on the door in my ear that depressed me.

He strokes my head pounding and Reggie stands up. Maybe Knock was something to let Reggie know that some time was running out.

"If that's what you want to do now, you'll be able to make sure you don't have to be aggressive in the fight as a magician. So you should decide. Even if you continue to stay in this castle, you may use your powers to protect it in some way. If we don't go to war, we can push."

Quietly presenting my escape route, Reggie left the room.

What a person.

I was hiding that I ran away from home, but I felt like I was even given a map of my way home as if nothing had happened, trying to make me say all the reasons.

"I don't know, depressing..."

It also makes me kind of regret that I feel a little better.

Then I heard a little laugh.

"... it's youth. Ihihihihi."

"Huh!? Are you Master Horace?

This voice is for sure. I mean, where?

In a hurry to find it, it was sitting like a figurine on a wall opposite to having a sleeping area, a fireplace that had not put a fire in it now. I didn't realize it because I was full of heads.

"Ya lie, no way look at it all..."

Were they watching? And he hastily tells me that Master Horace is happy to say hello.

"No, I saw something good. Wow. The soul alone is worth surviving. I never thought I'd see anything so fun while I was taking care of an animal."

What... I knew they were watching it all. I mean, does the Warcraft treat animals?

To such an embarrassment, I say to Master Horace.

"If you're here, tell me, Master! - Why are you watching people's private lives in silence?

If I knew, I would have asked Mr. Growl to keep it when Reggie arrived.

"In the bag you're carrying, you're going to get roughed up and down, so I'm just a doll with a soul in it, and I'm feeling a little sick and rested. If I kept my mouth shut, they'd think it was your personal belongings. My daughter, who was in the hospital about you, adorned me with care. Hiccup."

"Ugh, uhh..."

It is also very unwillingness to treat personal effects.

Keep it to yourself. What is it, but just as a spouse is a girl's possession... like this, it's not a bit of a cute substitute. Wouldn't they have thought she was a child of great weird taste? I want to solve Mya's misunderstanding truthfully.

"Oh no, they think my master is a hobby..."

When I accidentally spilled it, Master Horace said, "Ho?" Raise your voice.

"Hey, wait a minute, disciple! What the hell do I look like now?

Ah... Shit. I barely explain what the hell my master looks like.

"Er, look, it's like a shrunken version of that Earthlings."

"I don't think it's true. If it was like that, you wouldn't hate it that much."

Master, I'm too conjectured.

When I get stuck, I can't think of a good reason to be good, and I accidentally shut up.

Then, Kachachacha-chan began to step on him.

"I can move my neck a little bit. I can see your hands and feet! It has a fine pattern, and it feels like ceramics. Then I thought you might have become a little more elegant than me! Yes, in retrospect, all the humans who saw me, if they did..."

"No, look, you'd be surprised if the earthlings talked."

"It wouldn't have been that way! Some of you have looked creepy ever since! I tried not to care, but no way, I guess it's in a hell of a shape. Ahhh!?

Master Horace heats up.

"He said he survived because of it, but kuuuu. What the hell do I look like..."

Finally, the spouse mourns on his knees and hands on the spot.

... What to do, funny.

At the same time, I kind of felt it coming up.

A master who should have been killed in front of him. If that's true, he's the one who was supposed to disappear with nothing left in the sand.

When I saw Sorcerer Crunch die, I was afraid this would happen to my future appearance as well. But when I was a master, I was not afraid of wonder.

I think maybe that's because my master said he didn't want to die and he chose to survive just the soul.

Because I was thinking about that, or my feelings came out of my mouth.

"Master, thank you for saying you want to live"

If I crushed it, the light-shielder spouse, who stood up all the time, snapped behind me.

"Hey, what's all the sudden? That's the deal.... What's the matter with you all of a sudden?

"What are you talking about..."

I wonder who in the world was flattered by me. It's possible that what the master is saying is... but in his case, that's not what it would be. Maybe no matter what happens, that guy won't act without thinking about his position.

Almost everyone is just free because they are in the castle of Evrard on their side, and if they were elsewhere, there is no way they would come sakura into my room as a servant and leave with a long story.

"Nostalgia is the story of a disciple trying to appeal to love."

If love appeals to you, do you mean you're going to be relieved?

"What do you mean... dele does? The Master's category is not tundra, it's tundra honesty. If you ask, you'll talk honestly, so you don't have to torture me."

"O, torture!? What the hell are you doing?

Master Horace retreating back again.

What the fuck is this omoscilloi doll? I couldn't bear to laugh.

Really, I'm glad I made this weird laughing old man my master.

Although it was a summary judgment with no choice, I have the satisfaction of winning the bet after leaving the choice of master to heaven.

So thanks to my honest pleasure...... a little easier.