A Misunderstood Mentor

The first emotion I felt in my life was anger.

Everything I see was hateful and everything looked bright red stained.

I have little memory of the Great Labyrinth of the Demon King (Labyrinth) before he knocked me down.

But I remember only one thing clear.

'You are the strongest. So......'

It was not the word of man, nor the word of the devil.

And the eagle understood the word from birth.

"So you can destroy them all."

I can't remember the face of the one who said the word.

Are you a weasel father, mother, or someone else in red?

Only words remained in the eagle.

It was sent to the Demon King probably to destroy the Demon King first.

From around two years later, power stormed and an irrepressible destructive impulse began to strike.

But the eagle did not destroy the Demon King immediately.

Whether you had feelings for the Demon King or wanted to defy those words, I can't remember the emotions of that time anymore.

I just remember my emotions when I saw the Blue Rose blooming on one side of the Demon King's room.

The flower was beautiful. And there was something there that wasn't just beautiful.

The eagle doesn't want to break it, no. I thought it shouldn't.

Then three years.

The impulse for destruction grows day by day.

Seeing Blue Rose had managed to calm me down, but I felt the limits were close.

That word is deep and pierced like a wedge (a wedge) to the heart.

The eagle is stronger than anyone in this world, so you can break everything. That's how I was mistaken.

That was the time.

Everything in the eagle world flips.

A poor man appeared as if he felt no power, flying if he blew it, easily opening the door of the Demon King.

"What, this guy? Can I break it?

'No, wait, this man...'

It was when I asked the Demon King that in Demonic language.

A man has reached for the eagle's head.

Is it an attack?

That was something that was too slow and not worth avoiding.

At least I'll take that and then I'll break it.

'Bye, silly! Stop it!'

I didn't know if the demon king's suppression had told the eagle or the man.

Either way, we can't stop it anymore.

It had already been decided that the moment the man's hand reached the eagle, it would be shattered and destroyed.

Yes, it should have been decided.

"Eh."

But it didn't.

The moment the man's hand touched the eagle's head, all his powers were missing.

The eagle fist released at the same time makes a pitiful noise and hits the man on the shoulder.

From that day on, as if it were a lie, the eagle's impulse to destroy stopped perfectly.

If I hadn't met Takumi that day, what would have happened to the eagle?

I can't wait to be ashamed of how I mistook it for being the strongest etc.

The power of Takumi is still unknown, not even one of its scales.

It has been so for ten years.

It has the power to open the door of the Demon King, but never to put that power on the table.

To the extreme, seal and zero the force.

By doing so, Takumi is constantly imposing harsh training on herself.

The Battle of the Great Wu Guild was in its final stages.

Everyone is building up their strength to take the last blow.

In an instant, heavy, bitter air, no one can move, in a standing position, not to be slight.

In the meantime, only one person was free to move around this place.

Takumi.

He approaches us with the same, unconscious look.

"Phew."

The laughter spills unexpectedly.

No enemies. No matter how strong the eagle probably gets, he won't be able to gain power like a takumi.

But I thought that would do.

Even if it doesn't come true to stand in line, there's just a presence called Takumi, and the eagle is saved.

"Guys."

Takumi's voice was such a small whine that the audience could not hear her.

"Try not to get hurt"

In words that are so out of place, they all become pokans, just like they did when they sandwiched.

For Takumi, it's like fighting between the eagles and other kids.

Takumi would be able to win without all of us getting hurt, just as she would give up her toddler (little one).

But this is the best I can do for a weasel right now.

Close your eyes and sharpen all your senses.

I see the power of the three people on stage, no, not a single person I can't see.

How much force can I use to beat it up and it will destroy it?

One step ahead, create a critical force for four.

For ten years, I've worked out dying to get a little closer to Takumi.

The power of the eagle may have been to destroy everything.

Still, I met Takumi, learned to be handy, and gained control of my powers.

Will Takumi praise me for getting a little stronger?

"Come."

Kill on all sides.

Each of the four eagles had different powers at the same time, and they were beaten.

I can't stand the force of my stepped foot, and I can make four crater-like holes.

A crack runs through the hole and collapses so that the stage cracks.

The four of them spinned, blowing up east, west, north and south.

I can't move for a while, but my life won't have anything else.

Only eagles and takumi remained on the rubbled stage.

You two, confront each other like staring at each other.

I haven't looked closely at Takumi's face in ten years.

Do I have to decide on the winner now?

Already when I close my eyes, I know I can't beat Takumi.

Even those who disappeared did not feel a single millimeter of the flow of power felt from Takumi.

I wonder how much stronger the hell we can get to know the power of Takumi.

"Takumi, eagle..."

Would the eagle have gotten stronger?

Even if we can't stand side by side, would we have gotten a little closer?

The thoughts I want to put into words do not come out of my mouth.

Still, Takumi nodded to me like she figured it all out.

And just like when we met, Takumi reaches out to the head of the eagle.

The young eagle was touched by takumi and all his strength fell out.

But now, before I could touch it, I couldn't feel my physical freedom.

Already the eagle beats unusually fast, and the heart is about to stick out of his mouth, jumping.

Pong, and the moment he put his hand on his head, he got as hot as an explosion all over his body.

Kneel on an attack that is stronger than any other attack you have ever suffered.

Are you okay, Alice?

Takumi tries to support the eagle with his hands on the ground.

In addition, the force falls out of the body and the heartbeat sounds like an explosion.

If I had touched Takumi any more, I would be dead.

Yet even I think I can die like this.

He was completely defeated by an awesome attack.

But still no sense of despair.

I'm glad Takumi is here.

I'm glad there's something I can't break.

I wholeheartedly agree.

Takumi, whose defeat determined the victory of the Great Wu Guild, was mundane with troubled faces.

With the most powerful power in the universe, we just live in peace without boasting of that power.

The eagle was just happy to watch such takumi all the time.

Touch your own head touched by Takumi.

A warm one spreads throughout the body, and that word that has always been in the mind like a wedge (a wedge) disappears.

Thank you, Takumi.

That's what I was supposed to say, but different words flood out of my mouth.

"I love you, Takumi"

I was wiped out by great cheer, and the words do not reach Takumi.

But that's fine. I thought so.