431 427. Fun different world.txt (1/2)

The night is coming to an end.

We ate, chatted with Maria, and it was completely midnight.

The lights were turned off.

But it can't stay like this until dawn.

I let go of her hand, reluctantly reluctant to leave behind.

Then, with my free hand, I close the book - though it's not a real book, it's something in my imagination - and make a gesture with nothing at hand.

I've just finished writing The Story.

In these last pages, if there is a continuation, it is out of the book.

In other words, it is outside of the ”innate skills” of writing and reading.

Now, with no more interference from Tiara and me, Maria can choose her own path and live her own life.

'Maria' ......, good job .......

While I praise them for that, I'll also praise myself for doing my best.

It wasn't a battle, but one wrong word could have turned the conversation around.

But because I faced her instead of running away, I was able to overcome.

I learned a new book.

I'm really glad to be here now to talk about it.

I title the cover of the imaginary book ”The Story of Mary” and hold it to myself as if I were embracing it.

This is like a ”possession” for things that have no mass, and in this place, as long as it's not a ”distance mute”, someone won't be able to take it away. It's named 'Bookshelf', and there are many thick books with fine spines.

Looking at the void with deep emotion, I let my weight rest on the back of the chair.

I feel thin-skinned to go back to my room here, so I think I'll just sleep in the chair, watching over Maria.

Normally, my back would be sore when I wake up, but I'll be fine.

...... haha.

I sigh and listen to the quiet sounds of the night.

This time, I try to drop my eyelids a little bit, thinking that I'll be able to sleep slowly - but I spot a twitching object on the edge of my vision.

It's like a black stain swimming in the darkness, and I soon realize that it's a magical 'covert' that uses shadows.

And if he hadn't made me realize this much, there was only one candidate.

With a bitter smile, I call out his name.

'Reaper?'

The black stain that was called out tried to fool me by not moving on the spot.

But I never broke my gaze.

She crawls out of the shadows of the room in abandonment and, slimily, with the movements of a child climbing out of the pool.

The one who appears is a black-dressed, black-haired brown girl.

For some reason, she was squirming and moving her mouth.

'I knew it, Reaper or ....... What's going on?

Hmm?　Well, are we celebrating?　The ninth (...).

............. What's in that mouth?

Hee-hee, you can't be too proud of yourself. I took every last piece of Rowen's candy from the kitchen.

It's not a lie.

Sure, he's been hiding and eating his food - but I guess his real life is different.

'I don't need to scavenge for leftovers, I'm making the same thing right. Here.

I didn't dare to mention it, and I took out a spare plate from my 'belongings'.

'Oh, you have one?　Big brother, you have to say something like that first.

For now, I created a soundproof barrier with an unchored WIND.

I deployed it to wrap Maria, so she will be able to sleep peacefully until morning with it.

Then I stand up from my chair and place the food in my hand on the desk in the room.

It's the scene model (diorama) of the pastry, as usual.

The Reaper's eyes light up as she looks at it.

'Oh, oh ......'

You've given me the response I was looking for and it's very helpful. I'm quite happy. The Reaper snorts and shakes his head from side to side, looking at me from every angle and saying, ”Cool!

Maybe it's hard to break the Reaper too?

'No, not at all. I'll just eat them normally.

When I asked, the Reaper took the prepared spoon and easily crumbled the Loewen doll with a small voice, ”Eat it!”.

And he doesn't even hesitate to take the remains of it into his mouth.

''Rowen, umami!''

I wish you guys weren't so reserved.

'No, I don't think they could normally do this! Even if it's an imitation, anyone would hesitate to break a human figure. That's normal.

'Normally it would be ....... The Reaper doesn't seem normal, does it?

That's because we're best friends!　The late Rowen and Attah will always be connected by heart!　So, fine, fine!

Without a doubt, Reaper and Rowen have a 'connection'.

They are even willing to lay down their lives for each other. If it wasn't for such a trusting relationship, it seems that they couldn't have eaten this scene model (diorama).

Thinking back on it, I continue to watch her eat, regretting that I had recommended harsh food to the kind-hearted Deere and the others.

That pleasant eating is really nice and warm.

On the way, she asks for a cup of tea, and I try to serve another dish while I'm at it. However, he shook his head and said that he only needed sweets.

Perhaps, after a moment of not looking, my understanding of my magical body has increased and I've realized that I can do whatever I want with my food. He seems to be living a nutritionally unbalanced life. It would be a problem if Sith, the same magical life form, imitated it, so I'll pay attention to that later.

''Phew, that was delicious!

The reaper finishes eating his snacks, gulps a cup of tea and takes a breath.

But that's not why he doesn't leave, nor does he leave the room.

Now, the Reaper knows my body better than anyone else.

That's why he doesn't have any reservations about me - and he doesn't intend to let me sleep from now on.

'Brother, you're done (・・・・・). Finally, all of it.

............

It's practically complete. I can see it all tied together. The flow of a newly written story.

And he touched on the core of the matter, which he could only understand because he was also a dimensional wizard.

The Reaper must have been looking for an opportunity to tell this story.

He looked at me as if he wouldn't allow me to escape and looked at me as if he was shooting through me.

'Indeed, after the talk with Maria just now, all the remaining worries may have been finished ....... The ”Stealing the Reason of Nothingness” is over, the ”Stealing the Reason of Fire” is over, and all that's left to do is retrieve the ”Stealing the Reason of Blood” that's already done ....... I think the rest of the 'plan' will just go on as planned. ...... I just don't want to talk about this kind of thing too much because it's a losing flag.

Jokingly, I said in a roundabout way that I didn't want him to touch too much there.

However, the reaper remains serious and blames him for his earlier conversation with Maria.

The actuality of this is that you are not happy with the way you do things?　Honestly, I feel like I'm leaving Mr. Alty out of the loop again.

'That's not true. Arti has been brought into a new circle of friends. Out of this painful circle of 'stealers of reason' and into a new one.

With that immediate response, I turned my attention to the bed behind me.

Caught in the act, the Reaper turns his attention as well.

I look at Maria, who is sleeping with a relieved expression on her face, and I reluctantly agree with her.

'Yes, ....... After seeing this sleeping face, I don't know if we can say anything back .......'

I don't care if you call me selfish, I will rid the world of all unreasonable things like 'the things that steal reason'. That's what I've decided.

Does that include Helmina and her brother Fafner?

”I will save all of the 'stealers of reason' (...), I will save them. Next time you go to the 'Blood Land' ...... and collect all the 'unwritten stories' left behind by Tiara and Hitaki.

It's like ....... All of them are collected in that 'blood land'. Since then, in just two months, ......, up to four (...) that I thought were almost impossible, all of them ...... easily.

Somewhat distantly, the Reaper mutters the number.

Then he laughs bitterly and criticizes me.

'--Big brother, you're early,'

Unlike the rest of his companions, his expression was laced with obvious frustration.

Only one person, the Reaper, complained about the continuation (...).

'Don't these things usually take years to do?　Sister Kounell would normally have been someone you wouldn't have convinced to join you even if you'd persuaded her to do so for ten years, right?　It's the same with this holiday. I had three days to spare and I already got to talk to Maria's sister ....... It wasn't too late to make a bunch of memories after we all went to the spa. It definitely wasn't late. ......

The Reaper says something troubling.

I can't answer him lightly.

It's because the atmosphere has become swordsmanlike.

The air between the two (...) is tense.

As with Maria, they need to be taken seriously.

”Reaper, I want you to listen to me. You can't just go along with it. You have to be serious about your life or you will definitely 'regret' it. ...... I don't want to have any more 'regrets'.

Sure, there was time.

But to talk with Maria earlier on the last day is just an afterthought.

I know firsthand that you cannot conquer your own life with such determination. In order to carve out a future, you need a strong will to face your destiny, not to run away from the odds.

I don't want to live through the 'regrets' ......?　Big brother, you're really becoming like him. You know, like that Tiara-san and Hitaki-san.

'It's ......, I inherited a lot of stuff and I have it. It can't be helped.

It's hard not to be affected by so much honest conversation.

Both of them were really rambunctious girls, but they had a lot to learn from each other.

So it's no wonder that I've become so similar to both of them.

A sign that I'm learning and growing.

So, I want to end the conversation.

I want to end it, but...

''I was told that even if you have a 'magic stone', it won't affect you if you don't 'relate' to it. When that man told me about it ■ months ago (・・・・)--

--I heard a pitter-patter of biting off my lip (・・・・・・・・) (・・・・).

The unusual sound crushed the Reaper's voice and he couldn't hear it well.

Presumably, the sound could be heard by the Reaper as well.

Still, she doesn't stop touching the core of the matter. She had the same look on her face as I did when I decided to talk about 'Rustyala' earlier, but she never retreated.

As usual, she is easily influenced by me - but it's not good.

'Well, more importantly, Reaper. What are we going to do tomorrow?　If you're going to go to the spa with me, you'd better tell me as soon as possible. Not only do we need to talk about the reservations, but we'll have some things to prepare for.

''Those 'magic stones' in your body, you should quickly transfer them to your 'possessions'. I know you're afraid of losing them, but it's a different story if you're '■■(...)'

The strange noise of ■ continues to grow louder as the one-sided conversations are bumped into each other.