What’s Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

"Huff......"

I comb a woman's hair with my fingers.

"Huhuhuhuhu..."

The woman rests with her head on my lap as she sits on her sleeping table.

I am naked, and I am not wearing a woman or anything.

The woman has a top hanging around her waist.

We decided to come back to Altana and stay in a place called Forged Soldier's Quarter. Because that was the cheapest place to stay.

Me and the woman bathed together. I washed my hair and body with water and cloth. On the way, a woman told me to flush her back. I did not refuse because I did not care. I let her like it.

At first the woman rubbed my back with a cloth. Then I rubbed it with my bare hands. And I pressed my lips all over it. I was tickled. But I still didn't care, so I made the woman like me.

The woman touched many parts of my body, and made me crawl my lips and tongues. I let the woman like me. And the woman said unto me many times, Pretty, Marjorie Pretty. I let it be said as I please.

Eventually the woman said, "It's cold, come out." I did feel that way, too. Me and the woman left the bathing room and went back to the room we had rented.

The woman made me lie on the bedside, touching and licking all over my body. I let the woman like me.

For a long time, a woman liked my body.

Suddenly, the woman cried. I didn't care. But it was kind of slight, so I let the woman lay on the bunk and did what the woman did to me. When the woman stopped crying, she asked me not to stop. I liked the sound. Ask for more, I said. The woman said, please. Please, don't stop. I asked him what he wanted me to do. The woman followed and explained what she wanted me to do. That explanation wasn't a bad idea. Little by little, I responded to the woman's demands. Whenever I rested my hand, the woman pleaded with me. It was a little funny to me for a woman to say things like, go, go, go, go, shake her body. I have done it many times.

The woman eventually fell asleep.

I was awake. I wasn't going to sleep. I don't really like sleeping originally.

I'm also tired of combing a woman's hair with my fingers. I put the woman off my lap. The woman seemed to be asleep and did not wake up.

I go out in my clothes. It seems to be midnight already.

The red moon is out.

I walk around the city of Altana. Sometimes I'm different from people. But no one speaks to me. Even when you look at me, you turn away immediately.

When I realize I walk in a crowded place

Again, there is no one to speak to me, nor to stare at me.

One man was sitting down on the side of the road off that area where the liquor store and the like seemed to be gathering. I looked familiar to the man's style, so I stop my legs nearby.

The man looks up. I wear glasses.

"... ah. Ma'am... Majory?

"Huff......"

And I will slap the cobblestone with this one, with this one, with this one, with the tip of the staff that I have.

"Yes... I am Majory... you are...?

"Huh. No... I know, right? About me."

"I don't know..."

"No... fine. If you don't remember."

"Kusaya"

"Different. It's Hisaya."

"I know... huhuhuhuhu..."

"What the..."

Hisaya snaps her head around.

"... what are you doing? Here. Late at night, though. It's a girl, and you don't walk alone, do you?

"Huh... I'm the one who blurts...?

I shake my shoulders unremarkably.

"It's not you who's bluffing... huffy..."

"Hey, why? What do you mean?"

"Come on... ask your own chest... you traitor"

"Ugh."

Hisaiah stifles his whole body.

Soon, turn around.

"... what, say. What the hell. A traitor. I don't know what that means..."

"Meaning is... in you... separate from what is in me and what is in you... huf... your meaning is only in you... that is the curse..."

"So I don't know what that means."

"People are dead..."

I have a wand with my right hand. Make sure to hold the wand aside. That's how you hold your left arm with your right hand and your right arm with your left hand. I have to. I am trembling.

"A man is dead... in my sight... huhuhuhuhuhu... so are you...?

"Become..."

Hisaya leaned down and muddled around her mouth with her hands.

"Why, you... I wasn't even watching you"

"I get it... I get it... I think it's a lie...? Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Prophecy?"

"That's right... huhuhuhuhu..."

"Stupid!"

Hisaiah stands up and looks down upon me.

"It's ridiculous! What a prophecy! Don't be ridiculous! Look, I'm not betraying you! Originally, you're not one of us or anything! I just happen to be with you! There's no betrayal, no shit! It sucked, so I ran away! Everyone does! I know I'm cute!

"Cute......? My self...?

I laugh. Loud, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho, laughs. I can't wait to freak out.

"Cute......? This is who I am...? Interesting...... you say funny things...... cute? Wonderful... Ho ho ho ho, wow, wow..."

"Oh!? Head, are you crazy!?"

"I don't know... ho ho..."

"I don't care, you! I told you your party was dead too! I'm sure it's your fault! Curse!? Aren't you cursed!?"

And I stretch out my back, and bring my face near unto the face of Hisaiah.

"Right. I'm cursed... I'm sure I am. Perhaps... all those who are involved in me will die... until I die, the curse will persist... huffle... huffle..."

"Ha, get away......!

And Hesaiah pushed me away, and soothed. Hit your back against the exterior wall of the building.

"... damn! What the hell...! I'm not bad. I didn't do anything wrong. I don't care about those guys. Got it. Not this way. I don't know about you guys... curse. Oh, curse..."

"What's wrong...?

"Curse of the Immortal King"

Hisaya crouches down and covers her face with both hands.

"... Once upon a time, there was a guy called the Immortal King... a lot of things, and he died... and I'm talking about what, he's dead, but anyway... the one who died here, if you don't properly cremate and purify his soul, it's that immortal king's curse that makes him a zombie."

"... Zombies..."

"Those guys, too, if you leave them alone... I don't know..."

"Zombies......"

I take my right hand off my left arm, and my left arm off my right arm. Tremors have stopped.

"Interesting...... zombies...... fu..."

"Where is it funny!

"Soon, will...? Zombies have..."

"Ha!? No... I'm talking about being sure first in about three days or five days..."

"Five days..."

I kneel before Hisaiah. Close your face.

"How many people died at your place...?

"... not exactly, I don't know. Maybe the two of you..."

"Where...?

"It's the forest. There is. North of Altana."

"This is an abandoned city called Dumlow... as well, I think you two are dead... huff..."

"... who?

"Musashi and Hinoto..."

"Oh well..."

Hisaya pushes her glasses up with the back of her hand and rubs them around her eyes with her fingers.

"Is that them? Oh my goodness. He's dead..."

"Caorle is probably dead too... huhuhuhuhuhu... the other one, a man who doesn't even know his name, fled. Faster than anyone..."

"Seriously. That's right. He's the only one who doesn't know his name. Running away..."

"You would too......?

"Aren't you something, too?

I stare at my left wrist. And I was told by that woman to grab this left wrist, and to flee. And I said, well. I didn't care, but I ran away.

I see.

That woman let me go.

So this is how I still live.

I don't care if it sticks.

"Huff......"

And I will stand up, and look down upon Hisaiah.

"Five days later... let's go see..."

"... ah?

Hisaiah looks up to me. He looks weird.

I say.

"Zombies."

and.

I'm laughing.