Tensei Oujo wa Kyou mo Hata o Tatakioru

Nero, Nero, Nero.

My precious child.

Yes, he's a dear child.There's no doubt about that.

I didn't realize that the soul inside the vessel had been replaced.

Yeah... I had doubts, but I kept looking away.Fake calm followed, pretending not to see your precious cat weird.

I don't have time to think about it.

The day the stone broke.You stood up to the raider with a small body to protect me.

"....."

I don't want to cry, but my vision seeps.

The back of my eyes became hot and my breath was stuck.

No, no, no, Nero.

That's not true. I can't believe I said goodbye like this.

A large tear pours down the black cat's face.

The black cat gazed at me strangely while getting wet in Shizuku.

Why are you crying for one cat? I don't understand. "

For me, Nero is not a good person to describe in words.

Even if I wanted to say so, I couldn't say anything.

It's going to crush you with grief and guilt.

The black cat who was looking at me looked up and leaned his neck.

If you were an animal, how desperate would you be if you lost someone close to you?

"Eh...."

As I was snuggling up, I froze into a voice echoing in my head.

The shallow breathing that was repeatedly trying to escape the impulse of tears stopped with a chuckling, dry sound.

Seems like one desperate capture is unacceptable.

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The crow dropped the knife and reached for it.

Even if you desperately try to resist, your body won't listen to you.The fingertips touch the knife pattern and pick it up slowly.

Crows were squatting and breathing in agony.I guess just keeping conscious is the limit.If I shake the knife down on my neck exposed to lying down, even my weak power will take my life.

I was thrilled to imagine the knife swinging down on the crow.Your fingertips are delayed and your fingertips are trembling.

Yet my right hand did not take off the knife, but turned its neck towards the crow.

No... I definitely don't want to...

"... no, it's not boring here."

Ah, I heard something coming up.

And for some reason, the knife that was pointing at the crow was lightly lowered.

It's still too early to break it.

The black cat speaks to himself without me being swallowed by the situation.Have you lost interest in crows? My body walked against him.

Black cat in one hand, knife in one hand, headed to the door.

I was worried about where I was going, but I was also worried about being able to get away from the crow.

Open the door to push with your body.

There were two knights of escorts down the hallway.I don't think there's any trauma, so I'm probably asleep.

I just thought it would be nice if today's sentry wasn't Klaus.

If he had been here and slept, he could have done himself harm later.

The castle was calm and creepy.

I wonder how many people are aware of this anomaly.I wonder if anyone else is conscious besides crows.

Since it's night in the first place, fewer people are awake than usual.

Walk down the hallway whilst making stupid footsteps.

The marble floors were cold, stealing more and more body temperature from me barefoot.The room clothes are thin, so I can hardly expect a cold protection function.Speaking of which, I couldn't get a shawl after all.

Only the hairballs in your arms convey warmth.

Warm. And yet the contents are not my precious child.

Sounds like a bad joke.

"....."

I managed to endure tears seeping again.

Not when you're crying.It's more important than that to keep nobody from getting hurt.It's too late to pity or regret.

I desperately tell myself that, but my pity won't go away.

There was a noise in my ear from behind.

I can't look back on my own will, so I can't find out who the sound is.

The sound heard from afar was by no means loud.If the castle is not so quiet, you will miss it.

The sound of pulling something... no, like walking on a sliding leg?

Did you notice the noise? The black cat stretched out of my arm.

Hang your forefoot on your shoulder and peek into your back.

The black ears at the edges of my vision swayed slightly.

"... what is it?"

After a moment of silence, a stunned voice echoes in your head.

Whatever you say, I can't look back, so there is no confirmation specification.

Although I wonder what a strange existence is.

When I thought like that, my body turned round and turned right.

The hallway of the castle spreads in front of me, confused by a sudden change of vision.

It is illuminated by evenly spaced lights that are blurry and orange, but dark at the feet.There was a creepiness that seemed to lurk in the murky darkness.

What looks blurry in the distance is the bodies of the knights who fell in front of my room.

As she stared at him with a gaze, something on the floor moved slightly.

Take a short breath.If he had been able to speak, he would have screamed.

On the dark floor, something drifts, drifts and crawls.

My spine froze in a situation like a cheap horror movie scene.

I want to escape, but my legs still don't move.

I was afraid to stare at something I didn't understand approaching, and at least I meditated on my resistance.

"... Ri, sama..."

I felt like I heard a small, scattered voice.

Besides, it was a very familiar voice.

Fear, open your eyes.

Focused on something crawling on the dark hallway floor.

My lips, standing silently, open surprisingly.

Crawling down the hallway wasn't a familiar monster.It wasn't a weird thing to talk about in school stories.

Short cut brown hair and low green eyes at the corner of the eyes.Wrapped in a slender, well-trained body, it's not a Kintetsu uniform that you usually wear, it's a simple white shirt and black trousers.

He is holding a sheathed sword in his left hand.

When the refreshing smile suited her, the guardian knight, who was popular with women, came to us in desperate shape.... it's like crawling forward.

I've forgotten the situation and I'm feeling gloomy.

After all, I can't keep up with the understanding that it was Klaus when I thought it was tekke.

It may be a moving scene, but the pictorial side is too shocking.

"Rose, Marie-san...! I'm here to help!"

Klaus, who was crawling on the floor, tried to get up with his arms up.

But my body didn't move well, it looked like a newborn pony was unstable.

Klaus is not a brain... but a physical type, so he seems to have low magic resistance.It's just an image. But I don't feel like it's a hassle.

It's probably still pretty painful now.

You're unusual.

The black cat laughed with a ridiculous voice.

Sure looks bad. But at the same time, I think it's very good.

It looks like Klaus, so I'm feeling a little better, too.

I kind of thought I'd lose.

Klaus fell to the floor chattering as if he had gone one step further.

Without waiting for Klaus to approach, my body turns its heel and walks out again.The distance went away in no time.

I speak in my heart as I feel the voice of Klaus calling me over and over again.

It's okay. I won't give up.