The night was dark, everyone had already fallen asleep, only I was still watching the small sparks from the campfire, and the insects around the forest never stopped, because I needed someone to keep vigil, so I was still awake. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

According to the agreement, Cynthia was guarded in the second half of the night, and she also promised to go to bed early.

Just now, I told them the fact that I was from another world.

I explained for a long time, for example, that there was no magic in the world I used to live in, and that the system of constitutional monarchy had been obsolete for a long time. Sensitive topics about power, such as guns or artillery, I kept it.

But for them, it's ridiculous, right? If someone from the wizarding world travels to the present world and tells me that everyone in our world uses magic, and that they are still fighting fiercely against demons or something, I will definitely treat him as a secondary disease.

But this was the surreal thing that happened to me, and I got to the point where I had to explain it to others.

[Huh?] It's really interesting to have a world like that, so let's talk about it as a story in the future, right? ]

But Cynthia Coai said so.

It's like believing that UFOs have visited the Earth, and that Santa Claus is riding a reindeer-pulled sleigh. Believing that ghosts will hover the world and look at the people he misses.

Cynthia Coai did not hesitate to believe what I said.

Is it true that believing in others so sloppily is like hers?

No, compared to me, who hid all my thoughts in my heart for fear of being detected by others, I just discovered my cowardice towards her at this moment.

It's not because of the absolute fate of the demon king and the brave that I am afraid, regardless of everything that has been set, she is still the opposite of me.

The land of ideas is the land of absolute freedom, but there will always be two iconic kings who will become the weather vane in people's hearts.

The God who represents the abscetic.

Satan who represents the indulgent.

Although you may not believe in their names.

But you're always swinging between them, too, and so are the people.

I wanted to do it but couldn't do it because of something, and I did it even though I shouldn't. These kinds of things are what a whole person should experience.

We live between self-control and indulgence, so in a sense, God is with Satan.

And what is trapped between them is your true meaning.

We are all trapped beasts.

Everybody wanted me to be at the top of the chess world, to be the pinnacle of my studies, to be the moment when everyone thought I was a genius.

I escaped, I thought that if I did this, I would be able to meet a life that would satisfy everyone, and then I would be able to be in it as a matter of course.

But one day, the professor who had always wanted to know about the structure of my brain told me this.

[What you have is not a talent, but a physical defect, and if you use your brain too much like this, you will have a much shorter life than ordinary people, although it is a little too late now, but I think I should tell you to give up the game of Go and live an easier life, right?] ]

I was ruthlessly told so.

As the pride of a genius, I created a perfect version of myself, but I turned out to be just a disabled person who was so vulnerable.

The self I wanted to be in my heart was shattered.

All that remains is the fear of how little life is left.

My parents knew about it, but my sister didn't, and neither did everyone around me.

Think about it, my life is also so boring, mechanically playing Go, learning courses without interest, and I have never experienced anything, I am going to die such a boring death?

I began to seek out what most people thought was fun.

Watch all kinds of days, buy all kinds of figurines, and play all kinds of games.

It's funny, but it's not what I really mean by these things.

What can be left in the few days left, and what kind of person will become.

I didn't understand and was trapped in it, becoming a trapped beast without a doubt.

So did she.

It is said that as a child, she underwent hellish and high-pressure training until her father, the head of the Cynthia family in the previous generation, the great swordsman of the Empire, Cynthia Zhuowu, died on the battlefield with her mother. She was able to get out of this pressure and choose her own life.

But she still chose her own swordsmanship, because she was already empty except for the sword, right? As she herself said, in order to respond to the expectations of the people around her, in order to be recognized by them, so even if she doesn't resent the demon king, she doesn't dislike the demon king, and she naturally wants to defeat him.

In a way, she and I are similar in that we both lived a life of trying to cater to others.

But in a similar way, she and I have become two different kinds of people.

I've become a faker who is good at hiding my heart.

And she became a frank and sharp real thing.

I'm just a self-deception in the self-deception I created, and the humble and elegant, all-encompassing genius image is just the person I once wanted to be, the ideal me of the people around me, all fakes.

And aside from these, I'm just thinking extremely, and I'm just a dead house that only screams excitedly at the two-dimensional girl.

The hypocrisy of abstinence in order to shape itself finally fell vulnerable.

She is a natural brick of sharp real things, stabbing everyone's masks with her reckless heart, why is she so dazzling and special, because she is that kind of person.

It's the real thing, not the fake.

Now she is also looking directly at my mask with sincerity.

So for the first time, I noticed this cowardice in myself, and the premonition that one day she would tear up her mask and choke my heart.

Because I obviously wanted to deceive her, but I wanted to be understood by her and be able to make her agree, and unconsciously, I was attracted to her.

Maybe it was really at the moment of meeting, I really fell in love at first sight.

The heart was throbbing, feeling scared, and I had never felt this way before.

Unlike the others, fate made it necessary for me to face her squarely.

What if one day we were reduced to fighting her?

It scares me.

The night was full of me, and I had been thinking about these thoughts for a long time, only to find that the girls who were talking and laughing just now had all fallen asleep.

Cynthia Coai was lying with them on the camping carpet, her sleepy face defenseless, dreaming of what kind of monster she was fighting to have such a frowning and full sleeping face. Charlotte Tilly snuggled up to her bear pillow, while Windsor Nozomi fell asleep cuddling to the rabbit named Nimico.

And the child, whose name was Arymi, fell asleep among them.

I said that after I was born, as expected, they did not reject me, Cynthia Keai even thought it was funny, and my brave life continued.

After all, even so, I am a brave man of the Papal States, even if they do not fully believe what I say.

But I told them that in another month or two, or half a year, the people of the present world will become a group recognized by the world.

Let them see.

That way, there is only one last thing left to do.

I took the initiative to keep vigil for such an opportunity.

[My sister?] How long are you going to be Sleeping Beauty? ]

I said to the night sky.

[Coming uninvited like this, brother, I have a headache.] ]

Continue to talk to yourself.

Yarimi, who had been pretending to be asleep on the carpet, half-sat up, looked at me and said.

[Oh?] It turns out that I have already been seen through by my brother? ]

Her black hair turned white like snow in an instant.

On either side of the head, there seemed to be two white and fluffy cat ears deaf, hidden in the snow-colored white hair.

After seeing it with my own eyes, I felt even more emotional, it was so cute, and cuteness seemed to be able to heal everything.

It's not a nobleman's child at all, her true identity is a more noble person.

If you read the name Arimi upside down, you should find it.

It will be very similar to someone's name.

That's Miria Einchite.

One of the Seven Elves and the current acting Demon King, Miria Einchite.

The great ride came to me.

[I thought I was just a bold idiot, but I didn't expect to be able to see through me, and it didn't seem to be as stupid as I thought.] ]

[Did you have this judgment because of a slight hint in the name?] Or can you see through my illusions? ]

She asked me curiously.

[The average child wouldn't be so mature, would they?] I don't cry, I don't make trouble, I don't make willful moves, so just test it, I think you should come out to me. ]

[I didn't expect my sister to actually appear in front of me, what a surprise.] ]

I said with emotion.

[Hmph, in comparison, it's been a long time, but as the brother of the dignified demon king, since you have become a brave man, it is really a great surprise for me, and you also say that you are from another world.] ]

[Believe your words, but what happened to my brother?] As you said, because I was brought in by you, my brother no longer exists? ]

She stood up and asked me.

[Yes, it's not what I wanted to do, but your brother is dead.] Please be sad. But I'm still alive as a demon king, so I thought we should talk about it. ]

Say something that has been prepared countless times before.

I was ready to face her one day, and I wasn't so naïve as to think that I could live like this forever.

The negotiation with the demons, the negotiation with her, is something I will have to face sooner or later.

The palms of the hands began to sweat, unlike all previous negotiations.

This negotiation may have directly stakes my life.

On the other hand, if this negotiation is successful, I will have no worries at all.

Even if the identity of the Terran Warrior is revealed, I still have a place to return and continue to look for opportunities on this continent.

Now that the original Demon King is dead, even if it's for the continuation of the next Demon King, I should be allowed to live.

That's what I calculated.

[Oh?] Not necessarily, right? ]

But things always don't go my way.,This Lori didn't die because of my one-sided words.。

[Huh?] Unwilling to accept reality? ]

I cautiously tested her intentions.

[As I guessed, you shouldn't be able to fully use this physical power, right?] Although he robbed his brother's body, he didn't have his brother's knowledge and memory. ]

She was very sharp about what I was talking about.

[Not necessarily,]

I bluffed.

[Really?] Then let Miria give it a try. ]

[So, there's no point in fighting me at all, right?] In the end, you can't kill me, at least for the sake of the Demon King's family to be able to reproduce. ]

[That's right, is this your trump card?] ]

[Ah, so it's better to ......]

For a moment, before I could finish speaking, I saw a pink glow flickering through her pupils.

And I came to a sea of blooming flowers, full of colorful flowers, boundless, until the end of the horizon, all kinds of flowers, huge flowers, which allowed me to stand on it.

It was still night, but now it was a blue sky. Stretching as far as the eye can see, the horizon is reached.

No, it's not that the flowers have become bigger, it's that I've become smaller.

I flapped my wings in the air, like yes.

A butterfly?

Huh? Am I a butterfly?

I just now? What are you doing?

Haven't I always been a butterfly? Where does this sense of disobedience come from?

It's like a dream that in my previous life I wasn't a butterfly, but something more powerful?

Why do I think these strange things?

Flowers bloomed everywhere, and the fragrance came out of my fascination.

I'm a butterfly, a light blue butterfly.

A Helena flash butterfly.

Huh? Isn't the butterfly supposed to suck the sap of a rotten fruit in a tropical forest?

What am I flying into the sea of flowers? Butterflies do not suck pollen.

Well, whatever, if you just appreciate it, it's not bad to come here.

This kind of day when you just have to watch the clouds in the sky drift by slowly, seems to be unexpectedly good.

Have I always looked forward to this kind of life?

But shouldn't I live like this every day?

Forget it, fly, because I'm a butterfly.

So just fly, right? I thought so about forgetting a lot of important things. (To be continued.) )