Chapter Index

    “, stop taking it down now… .”

    “I understand.”

    Tuk.

    The disciple who was being carried by me got down.

    Somewhere in the woods.

    The reason we came to this deserted place is simple.

    This is so that the two of you can talk during the early hours of the morning.

    Weak moonlight coming in between the trees. Although it does not have a beautiful atmosphere like a flower garden, it is a cozy scenery in its own way.

    Tub~

    The disciple sat down against a tree.

    I sat next to him too.

    We revealed our identity while fighting the enemy, but our story is not over yet.

    No, there is so much to talk about. Therefore, before I go to kill the duke, I plan to focus entirely on the conversation this morning.

    Blood is splattering.

    My friend almost died.

    I witnessed an unknown situation.

    It’s not a good situation, but Ronika has the right to know.

    “Ronika.”

    “… huh… … .”

    The guy just looked back at me.

    On the outside, he is smiling lightly, but there is a combination of relief that Andrew is alive and anxiety over the unknown situation.

    That’s because I haven’t told you anything properly yet. Because you’re holding on to what I say.

    I guess they want you to tell me first.

    Then why hesitate?

    First, let’s start with an explanation of the situation.

    “As I said, those who attacked us are subordinates of the Duke of Avalon. I’m sure you can guess why.”

    “Duke of Avalon… .”

    Calm voice.

    However, it contains anxiety.

    They must be afraid of the duke’s attack.

    He talked about his future plans for Ronica.

    “As you may have heard in the conversation with Hysterion, I plan to erase the Duke family.”

    “… … Alone?”

    “You can join us if you want.”

    The disciple’s eyes are shaking violently.

    Do you want to be together?

    “I said it earlier. I’m here to protect the most precious being.”

    “… I’m embarrassed to say that… … .”

    “But I realized something more important than that. It is our doctor, not me. Although I lack many things, I want to be considerate of you.”

    “Woo… .”

    Tears well up again.

    My voice is shaking.

    It looks like it’s about to explode.

    “Every time this happens, it comes across as sweet… .”

    “… … .”

    “Too much.”

    Although I didn’t shed any tears. The voice that continued to tremble seemed like it would burst at any moment.

    Nevertheless, the disciple held back and continued speaking.

    “In a situation where enemies are flocking towards me, I confessed in a hurry, so I couldn’t find the right time to say anything, and now what is this? Just like that… .”

    “I’m sorry… .”

    “Don’t apologize!! But that doesn’t mean I don’t like it!… I can’t express this frustration anywhere… Wow!!!… .”

    I put both hands on my head.

    I hope you feel it with love. The resentment and joy were lingering around, unable to mix.

    Fortunately, he wasn’t angry.

    “Are you okay…? .”

    “It’s not okay!!… Well, so… … I’m going to the Duke’s house too. To relieve this frustration, I want to take revenge with black people.”

    “Hmm?… … .”

    “I told you we could join together if you wanted! We’ll be together. Now there is no softness!”

    “… Just wipe your tears and tell me.”

    “… … … Fool!!”

    Swish.

    Turn your head.

    Thanks to love, I can know.

    It’s not that he’s sulking, it’s that he’s embarrassed and doesn’t want to make eye contact.

    It’s embarrassing.

    How should I approach this in times like this?

    I don’t know what to say because I’m afraid I’ll get really upset if I approach too quickly.

    In the best words possible –

    [What are you doing? Hug me.]

    Atrot’s aspirated sound.

    This guy sent me some advice out of the blue.

    Now that I think about it, the crying I did earlier ended with just hugging him.

    But will this method work a second time?

    [Isn’t your child hoping for affection? Don’t be frustrated again.]

    … … … .

    I stretched out my hand.

    Because I decided to do anything today.

    Come on!~

    “Ugh!?… What, what!!”

    I hugged my student who was turning his head.

    “Fool!… fool!!… … .”

    The disciple, who was startled, pounded his chest with his small fist.

    [harder.]

    Wow… .

    “Ugh… … .”

    Surprisingly, he quickly becomes calm and buries his face.

    “I was keeping that in mind… If this happens again… … .”

    Just like before, the wetness stains my chest, threatening to reach my heart.

    I can feel the disciple’s heart.

    Something stuck deep inside.

    The anger I want to pour out.

    Something that I’ve been holding in for a long time is shaking.

    I stroked my head again.

    “You don’t have to endure it. You can cry more. It’s not something to be ashamed of.”

    “Wow… .”

    Aren’t you still young?

    Aren’t you at the age where you miss someone’s embrace?

    Anything can be accepted.

    … I feel my heart exploding.

    The frustration, anger, and other suppressed emotions that she had been holding in all this time gathered in her chest. Finally, Ronica let it out in her throat.

    “Keuuk… Ahhh!!… … .”

    I feel my heart asking me to hug you tighter.

    Wow… .

    One hand on your back.

    One hand on the back of your head.

    That moment.

    Damn it –

    Pieces of ice fluttered around.

    New ice flowers bloomed on top of the flowers, and ice formed a circle that seemed to surround Ronika and me, right next to us.

    ‘Artrot… … .’

    Are you helping me?

    You said you hated it so much?

    Anyway, what do you think?

    I have no intention of refusing.

    I stayed holding Ronica for a while.

    “Keuuk… … .”

    Write!!

    The disciple sniffed while holding my collar.

    I’m happy, I’m so happy, but I can’t express it, so I’m bursting into tears.

    Still, I try to endure it.

    I want to cry, but I feel embarrassed to cry.

    “Ronika.”

    “Ugh… .”

    Write!!

    I breathe in snot again. Even though he was crying, he was trying to answer somehow.

    “Lift your head.”

    “… … … .”

    Sze-

    Ronika raised her head. I checked the view over my shoulder.

    Sharalak.

    A circle of ice wrapped around us.

    A piece of ice floating like starlight.

    Beautiful snow that falls only here.

    and… .

    The ice was carved with images of us sitting in a flower field and looking at the moon.

    A beautiful sculpture welcomed Ronica.

    “Ah… .”

    Ronica’s mouth opens slightly.

    At that moment, I spoke again.

    “Ronika.”

    “… … … .”

    “I was sorry.”

    “… … huh… .”

    There was no need for further conversation.

    Before asking for forgiveness, the disciple answered in his heart that there was no need to forgive.

    And yet, I did it anyway.

    Because I felt like it had to be that way.

    we are… While holding her in my arms, I looked up at the ice sculpture and the night sky.

    … .

    … .

    Tiring!!

    ◎︎ The affinity between the two exceeds the critical point.

    ◎︎ Soul contracts dig into each other.

    ◎︎ The efficiency of the lead core is enhanced. We can predict each other’s behavior.

    ◎︎ Communication efficiency is enhanced. With high affinity, the burden on the body is extremely reduced.

    ◎︎ Acquire sufficient experience. The efficiency of handprinting is enhanced. Rather than a physical transformation, you instantly magically change to your desired height and state.

    *

    Starlight fell.

    Ice flowers were scattered.

    Sze-

    They slowly released the hug.

    When we made eye contact again, Ronica’s face turned red.

    I feel like I’m drunk.

    “Negroes are really stupid… .”

    “I wanted to leave you with good memories. Although it was ruined to show off.”

    “… Still, it wasn’t necessarily a bad memory.”

    “… … … .”

    “And you won’t hide it anymore. now… Are you going to tell me everything?”

    “Of course.”

    “Pew~ I’m better now.”

    “You don’t have to lie.”

    “But I just want to talk.”

    “I swear I will answer everything.”

    Ronica’s face became much lighter.

    Even though today’s meeting wasn’t good, we still took a step forward. And now we will move forward without backing down.

    Because we are together.

    To do that, we started real communication.

    “… Since when were you able to transform?”

    “It was possible after entering the training center.”

    “Have you been hiding it since then? Like a fool.”

    “… I’m sorry.”

    “… … No black apples!! Do you know how many times I’ve heard that sound already? I don’t want to see a nigger depressed.”

    “… I understand.”

    We talked all morning.

    Since when was it possible to become human?

    Did you really just practice in the early morning?

    How old am I?

    Why did you take care of yourself?

    Why did others know my identity?

    What did Andrew do for our meeting?

    “So Andro is here… .”

    “I’m sorry. In the end, I am at fault because I brought it into this situation.”

    “… no. It’s not the nigger’s fault… … The Duke of Avalon is a bad guy.”

    “Okay… Still, I plan to apologize to Andrew separately.”

    “Yes… .”

    Next, we talked about the circumstances surrounding the warlock incident.

    The disciple understood the story.

    “So you killed the devil.”

    “Actually, I was thinking of running away. Because it was dangerous. But I couldn’t do that the moment I saw you.”

    “Woo… Was I a nuisance?… … .”

    “No. Because I gained more by killing the devil.”

    “Really?”

    If possible, I told him everything, even the smallest details.

    At one point, while the conversation was going well, the student became suspicious and asked a question.

    “Negro. But why do you talk like that when you say you’re two years old? And you met me as soon as you left the tower? It’s not a lie, right?”

    “… … … It’s real.”

    “Ugh… I thought it was just a feeling, but what you said seemed too naive.”

    “I guess that’s because of how I usually feel?”

    “Exactly what it looks like now.”

    “… … … Well, then you don’t like it?”

    “That’s not it. I think it’s better because he looks like a black man… So what did you do at the tower? What did you have time to do when you were two years old?”

    “I just moved to become stronger. At the tower… There are places where even time changes arbitrarily. Actually, I’m probably older.”

    “Woo… It must have been difficult.”

    What happened at the tower.

    I cleverly packaged my past life.

    Of course, I couldn’t tell you about the regression. This is because I can guess what Ronica will say when I talk about my past life.

    They’ll probably get rid of the warrior profession first.

    You’ll be shocked that I’m the same age as you.

    This… Please don’t reveal anything.

    “Then who was the driver? It’s the same with Venus, and it’s the same this time. The knight who saved me and Andro when we were in danger.”

    The topic changed slightly. The student was interested in Rauf, not me.

    It’s a bit of an awkward topic.

    Is it really okay to reveal his true identity?

    Rauf will probably object strongly. Because he’s worse than me.

    “That article… I can’t tell you. Because it is his secret, not mine.”

    “I see… .”

    “I could tell you this instead. Do you remember the skeleton you encountered the day the warlock appeared?”

    “No way!?”

    “He is the knight who saved you. He too has been hovering over you and watching you. It was not a coincidence that the knight saved you, it was inevitable.”

    “You really can’t tell me who it is?”

    “Someday, he will reveal it to you directly. I can’t tell you.”

    “… Ugh… … Thank you for at least telling me that.”

    Rauf you bastard.

    This is all I can do.

    I hope you figure it out on your own.

    Next, we talked about the castle owner who saved Andrew.

    Although he couldn’t tell her that she was his mother, he explained that she was related to knights and was one of the tower’s powerful deities, and even told him what kind of place the tower was.

    “I can’t believe I made such a terrifying bragging deal… It was really dangerous!”

    “There was no loss. All I did was pass on what little information I knew.”

    “And if you get hurt… Ouch! Fool!!”

    Eyes staring at me.

    I didn’t cry this time, but instead I felt myself mumbling.

    ‘I will become stronger than the nigger and protect him!!’

    A shy smile leaks out.

    I hope that day comes… .

    The conversation continued again.

    The following is a story from the Venus era.

    I secretly moved Ronica’s body at night and told her everything, including the contract I made with Erica.

    Ronika was so shocked that she had secretly moved her body, she was such an idiot!! He shouted, and showed a sulky attitude as if he was displeased with the fact that he had signed a contract with Erica.

    Still, in the end, I reluctantly agreed and moved on to the next conversation.

    “What is the name Tirus?”

    “That was originally my name.”

    “Who built it? Did black people have parents too?”

    “They still call me black.”

    “… Don’t you like it?”

    “… … good night. When I was Dirus, things weren’t that good for me. Now I am just using it as a name to distinguish myself as a human being. The parents who gave me my name abandoned me.”

    “You threw it away? So, have you been living alone all this time? .”

    “Aren’t you there?”

    “Oh… You can even say that!!… … .”

    The blush rose again.

    He seemed embarrassed yet happy.

    If so, wouldn’t it be okay?

    Even though something tragic happened, it was the first moment we took steps together.

    Now there will be no more missteps.

    Because we will be together.

    And where we take our next steps has already been decided.

    Enough conversation for now.

    We shared everything except regression.

    so… .

    “Now I have to get ready.”

    “What?”

    “I have to go kill the duke. If you have any questions, feel free to ask more at any time.”

    “Ah! Enough is enough for now. and… .”

    Creeping.

    A shadow falls on the disciple’s face.

    Ronica, in a completely different mood than before, spoke in an eerie voice.

    “I also want to kill the duke right now.”

    “… … … I agree.”

    Then he quickly answered in a relaxed voice.

    “But! I know I’ll be a distraction. So, stay behind so as not to disturb you as much as possible-”

    “Not disturbing. Now it will.”

    “… It’s not a lie?”

    “Didn’t we prove it earlier? Even though it was an impromptu dance, he followed along well. It’s like a talent I didn’t know about has blossomed.”

    “That’s possible because he’s black… … .”

    “Anyway. you are fine Only you are okay.”

    “… It’s embarrassing, so stop talking!”

    “Also, if work is over quickly, we can enjoy the festival together. The festival lasts 3 days, so you will be able to play again on the last day. Are you okay?”

    “Well, is that possible? Are you saying you’re going to erase the dukedom in one day?”

    “You must have seen enough of my strength.”

    “But isn’t it hard? If you move like that, you won’t be tired.”

    “Already almost recovered. Also, I tend to have more strength when I’m tired. So, I hope you trust me and follow me this time too.”

    “Woo… Okay.”

    The time for revenge has come.

    Time to judge the duke who harmed Ronica and Andro without even knowing the subject.

    But there are some preparations.

    “Please wait a moment.”

    “Why?”

    “I plan to kill the Duke and immediately teleport here. To do this, it is necessary to place a temporary magic circle in a safe place.”

    “Teleport!!”

    “There was also a great commotion. All the bodies have been removed, but the investigation will become unavoidable due to the fallen security personnel. I will come directly to the training center to enjoy the festival on the last day.”

    “… ah! Didn’t you say that the training director also knows what a black person looks like?”

    “It will be soon. Can I come back? ”

    “Okay! I’ll be waiting.”

    “Thank you.”

    We looked face to face.

    At the same time, he chuckled.

    You are still Ronica.

    I am still black.

    With this confirmed, today’s finale ended safely.

    “Then.”

    fault!

    I left my student behind for a while.

    *

    … The nigger left for a while.

    There’s more I want to ask, but I’m not greedy.

    There will be a lot of time to talk in the future.

    First, I need to clear my confused mind. Although he didn’t show it, the black man was very worried about how my attitude would change.

    coon… .

    The appearance of a handsome and reliable man.

    To be honest, it would be a lie to say that I can still treat this person the same way I did before.

    As proof of that, I often felt nervous while talking.

    I was confused and didn’t know why I was nervous.

    But I don’t think it’s a bad thing.

    Being different isn’t a bad thing. It could get better. In other words, our relationship… This means that the real start is now!!

    It’s a good thing.

    This is probably a good thing.

    There is more we can do.

    For example, swinging a sword together or dancing together like today. We can usually walk side by side and hold hands.

    … Hot.

    Let’s face each other and eat together.

    Hug me when I’m having a hard time.

    Phew!… .

    And patting and rubbing cheeks as usual.

    … uh?

    As always, we wash together and sleep together… … …

    What!?… .

    “Huh huh!!? Kiyayaaa!??!!!?!”

    A scream rang out in the forest.

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