Chapter Index

    Who is the goblin?

    What is the goblin’s special ability?

    Why did the goblin act like that?

    If the goblin is alive, where is he and what is he doing now?

    It felt good to me to see panelists chatting passionately on TV, or people editing and debating as if they were competing with each other on a wiki.

    “What do you think, Ymir?”

    “I think the answer is not to think.”

    Ymir calmly drank an ionic drink from a plastic bottle and shook his head.

    “I decided not to care about things like a person resembling a goblin, the identity of a goblin, or a person with suspiciously possessive abilities of a goblin appearing and calling himself a hero of a certain country.”

    “Yeah, that’s a good idea.”

    It’s best not to think about complicated things.

    The more I approach it with reason and logic, the more my head hurts, and all that remains is hair flying on the floor and a hole in the top of my head.

    “In that sense, there are no people as wise as those people.”

    I pointed to the people who filled the streets, wearing black clothes and holding white flowers.

    “You just have to think that you are thankful, grateful, and sorry.”

    “Memorial….”

    A long memorial procession continues down the road.

    The streets, which should originally have been filled with people enjoying festivals or events, were only filled with waves of solemn mourning.

    “Ymir. How many days did it take to get from Canada to Japan?”

    “Four days.”

    “If the goblin didn’t appear for those four days, what happened to the goblin?”

    “If the organization had at least secured the goblin, it would have announced that ‘the goblin is alive’, right?”

    “Yes.”

    The association remains silent.

    There has been no movement as to the survival of the goblin, with only the official statement being “confirmed.”

    “It may be a little hasty, but everyone thinks the goblin is dead. of course. There was an explosion bigger than the explosion of Mt. Fuji, so it’s strange to think that you survived.”

    It is too much to expect that a goblin would have lived.

    There may be a ‘what if’ feeling in a corner of your mind, but most people usually think, ‘Is that so? Is he dead?’

    “If I come back alive like this, it will be very embarrassing. Right?”

    “Still, it’s only four days, so it’s a bit awkward to create a funeral atmosphere like this.”

    “You should do that. For Japan.”

    Memorials are something citizens want to do voluntarily, but it is the Japanese government and its forces that create the atmosphere.

    “We need to make the goblin a hero and quickly bring attention to the issue. If you’re going to get hit anyway, let’s get it done quickly and get rid of it.”

    “…If the goblin issue continues, there will be a situation where we have to ask why the goblin died.”

    “Okay. But you know what? This is a secret.”

    I whispered in Ymir’s ear in a low voice that others could not hear.

    “Memorizing things like this is ultimately an act of exposing their own shame, so why did they hold such a large-scale memorial service?”

    “…To hide bigger secrets?”

    “That’s the correct answer.”

    The Blue Comet’s runaway ended, and the Blue Comet returned to its original state.

    Thanks to the goblin.

    “It may be new, but it’s been four days since the goblin died, and it’s also been four days since the men who were TS’d by the TS demon in Osaka.”

    “Oh….”

    “And some of them will not be able to return. Maybe.”

    “……Gasp.”

    Ymir looked around with a pale face.

    “If you come out in front of people or something like that…”

    “You won’t be able to come out. A middle-aged bald man suddenly became the gyaru high school girl you see on the streets of Shibuya, so how could he just go out?”

    Even if you want to come out, you won’t be able to.

    “You probably want to find a solution by now. But what can I do? I have already become a woman, just as the TS devil wanted.”

    “Is that information by any chance?”

    “Yes. While on the plane, the secret informants secured the data.”

    I showed a photo to Ymir without letting anyone else see it.

    “Phew…!”

    In the photo, a female high school student wearing a man’s suit is shouting something with a desperate look on her face at the lawmakers.

    “What are you saying?”

    “The goblin is alive. You must find the goblin. Even if the goblin is dead and you can’t find it, you must at least find the goblin’s remains.”

    “……I think I’m in a situation where I’m suddenly very frowned upon.”

    “That’s right. It’s because I want to go back to being a man again.”

    If the devil of TS was still alive, he would have laughed and said, ‘Hehehe, it would be nice to quietly enjoy the joy of becoming a woman.’

    But the guy is dead.

    Because the older sister was angry at her for making her younger brother her younger sister, she died without being able to make any more men into women.

    “Ymir. The goblin is dead.”

    “Yes.”

    “So, if something strange happens from now on, will people think it was the work of a goblin?”

    “……Teacher?”

    But his skills passed on to me.

    “The will continues.”

    “No, over there?”

    “Do you think this is a wrong action?”

    “……Uh, well, suddenly doing that without any reason is clearly an act of villainy-”

    Ymir was laughing as he spoke, as if he was seeing something absurd.

    “You are a villain. True.”

    “Is there a justifiable reason for that?”

    “…What is the reason?”

    “For example, the politicians who helped kill Juyeon Cheon.”

    “…….”

    Ymir’s eyes narrow slightly.

    “Did you kill the goblin on purpose to do this?”

    “It’s not really that reason, but I can’t show my face when people are paying tribute to me like this.”

    “But if it weren’t for the murderer, his identity would have been discovered. No matter how bad I did to Juyeon,…”

    “Killing is a bit much?”

    “Well, there are such things, but as you said last time, you said that one way is to make them feel pain worse than death rather than killing them.”

    “It’s not the goblin’s way.”

    I don’t know about goblins, and I just prefer to kill them cleanly.

    “But the goblin is dead.”

    If it’s not a goblin, it’s okay to move in a different way.

    “This is the beginning of something bad.”

    “Hmm… It’s really refreshing to make a mischievous expression like that. Is it because it’s Japan?”

    “Even if I commit something recklessly, it’s not my responsibility. And you should be glad you didn’t kill it. I plan to only select those who are as bad as the sunshade, or worse than the sunshade, and commit them.”

    “……Well, since they are such bad people, I don’t think it’s something to ask about in front of people here, so I’ll just leave it at that for now.”

    Has my vitality returned now?

    Ymir, who was constantly drinking ionic drinks because he was sweating profusely on the plane, began to feel better.

    “So, are we moving right away?”

    “Yes. And before that, I have someone to meet.”

    “A woman?”

    “No. Surprisingly, a man.”

    I tapped my death watch and sent him a text, then took Ymir’s hand and pointed to a vendor in the crowd.

    “Shall I use that first?”

    “…Wow. Do business with that.”

    Ymir looked blatantly uncomfortable.

    “Isn’t this really a bit too much?”

    “If you want to make money, you have to be able to throw away your duties. Hey, if I go, can you give me two?”

    “Irasshaimaseㅡ!”

    I approached the vendor and purchased two masks painted in black.

    “Regardless, may the hero rest in peace. Rest in Peace! Goblin.”

    The mask was a crude, but elaborately made goblin mask.

    “Condolences to the goblin.”

    “X.”

    “……?”

    “I am mourning, mourning.”

    Goblins.

    Anyway, he died.

    therefore.

    If something strange happens in Japan, it will never be the goblin’s fault.

    For sure.

    * * *

    Amidst waves of mourning for the goblin throughout Osaka.

    Passing the black waves all over the streets, wearing masks and praying for the soul of everyone we met to the goblin, we headed to the place where the person we were supposed to meet was waiting.

    “Is this…a resort?”

    “It’s a place with a golf course next to it.”

    We arrived by taxi at a huge resort far from downtown Osaka.

    It has an appearance similar to a Korean resort rather than a structure commonly seen in Japan, and is actually built with a design similar to that of a Korean resort.

    “Sunshade Osaka Resort.”

    “…Is there sunshade here too?”

    “You earn yen in Japan and bring it to Korea. Even with foreigners, Koreans make money by doing business in Japan.”

    Together with Ymir, I lightly walked through the front door of Sunshade Osaka Resort and went inside.

    “It’s still a little quiet here.”

    “I guess it’s because it’s a sunshade resort. The employees seem a little different, though.”

    Employees wore black ribbons on their name badges.

    Although the resort itself is not mourning the goblin, each employee probably has a different opinion.

    “There it is. Someone to meet.”

    “…Oh, it’s him.”

    Ymir recognized the man in the cafe on the first floor of the resort as soon as he saw him.

    “Are you planning to meet here?”

    “Okay. I am old, but you are new. I brought you here to introduce you.”

    “Well, I was a bit rude on the private plane…”

    “It’s okay because it’s a company product.”

    I held Ymir’s hand and walked through the lobby towards an old man in a suit drinking tea at a cafe.

    “As promised…huh?”

    Appointment time.

    The old man – Desmond Pagreen – was talking to someone, even though it was clearly his scheduled time.

    He was facing downwards, continuously moving his mouth and speaking.

    “…write.”

    “Teacher?”

    “I still feel like a person from the company… Wait a minute.”

    Desmond’s expression looked clearly perplexed.

    In other words, this is a variable that even he did not expect.

    “Who on earth are you with…ah.”

    “…Child?”

    In front of Desmond Pagreen.

    “…Baby?”

    He was holding an unidentified girl and continued to comfort her by patting her back.

    “…….”

    what.

    What is the situation?

    “Teacher.”

    Ymir next to me poked me.

    “Don’t make it complicated, just don’t think about it.”

    “I guess so.”

    If you don’t think about anything, that will be the answer.

    only.

    “…That kid, could he-”

    “Thank you, Mr. Faygreen.”

    The woman approaching Desmond Pagreen was a woman I knew well.

    “…It’s Yang Darin.”

    “Um.”

    Ymir turned his head to me.

    “…Who are you?”

    “That is.”

    “Chairman Sunshade’s wife.”

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