Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

I rented out from night, so I still had guests in the tavern.

"Ho, is this the tavern where Shilo-sama, the Lord's Thinker, is working? It's still different from that in my country."

"Hechelomethane makes you feel like a tavern?

"It's hard to tell if it's the same as the tavern the Lord calls it, but, yeah, it's a restaurant where you eat liquor."

A familiar guest sees Quinn and Thomas and throws a chilling word.

Since Yusuke was accompanied by a woman every time she came to the store, it was every time for such exchanges.

I see eye to eye with the oligarchy pavilion owner. He was also a substitute for Shilo. Somewhat awkward.

Meet gently.

Quickly, Quinn pulls Yusuke toward the table seat.

And then there comes Shilo, who's always been in a bad mood around here, complaining about Quinn. Quinn doesn't care, so he pushes his arm against the warm curtain.

But today, before that, there was an anomaly.

Wooden swing doors open at the entrance to the tavern.

I've noticed it for a while now, but when I check again, it's still weird.

A strange magic reaction equivalent to heroic standards.

Let's just say that's good.

But from the reaction, we are constantly developing magic, at least from the moment we enter Kosuke's magic sensing zone until we come here.

I look at the person who came in, and the liquor store guests get a little nervous.

A long-lasting woman. Long wet feathery hair is long not only behind but before, and remains a sleeping habit.

The same color for eyes that look bored. Skinny, but healthy skin color. The chest is full of overflowing from the cloth you are wearing.

Yes, everyone who sees it feels comfortable that it's going to overflow.

The beauty with the cold atmosphere was as if she had come out of her bedroom to wake up - in Negrije.

Did you say see-through, or because of the transparent fabric, it looks a lot different.

The most peculiar thing is her magical 'color'.

A light red particle is dancing around her.

I came all the way to Kosuke, petting a slipper that seemed like a room wear.

Huh, and a small extension.

"You're the Crow."

I haven't promised to meet him, but Kosuke immediately figured out who he was dealing with.

"Are you... Mr. Claudia"

"All right. There's no need for the Black Hero to be frightened of the country."

Claudia Frau-Langparzifal.

It's the Daltra hero standard. Unmarked, but in her case, the history is different from the others.

A hero who refuses to serve as a hero and is called a bearer to undertake the work of his country instead of being on the table stage.

But Claudia once was a hero.

Until six years ago, she was called:

"Heroes of Rejection."

The plan to recreate the abilities of "Ethereal" and seal the evil realm was transferred to execution by magic implements created in collaboration with Yusuke and Gray, "Heroes of Divine Speed" Fio and others.

This temporarily sealed the super difficult labyrinths across the countries, leaving open the hand of an unnamed hero who was at the mercy of the attack.

Those who originally rejected the hero, some refused to cooperate, but still more heroes were able to participate in the battle than ever before.

This greatly reduces the difference in the total number of heroes from Arksbaona.

Claudia has no name on the side who accepted to participate.

"Bye, Claudia. It's good to see you."

"Well, I'm not very happy, to be honest."

... that would be the case too. He left the battle, hoping, and he was called again.

Less interested eyes look at Kosuke. My gaze shifts to the side.

Seeing Quinn wrapped her own arms around Yusuke's arm, she smiled bitterly, as she was forced to do so.

"... Celestis (,,,,,), you were. Without looking at it, I've always been a B woman."

Vikri, and Quinn's body jumps.

If you look closely, her body was shaking slightly.

The gaze looks down, blues his face and kills his breath.

"... you know him?

Celestis is Quinn's middle name. But it didn't look like Quinn was happy with the way it was called.

"That's a tough question," she returned an obscure answer, which she continued a while later. "If you're Serra, Ray, Stone, Teresa, Ixa, Stella, I know you, though."

Every time he hears one name at a time, Quinn distorts his expression bitterly as if he were being rebuffed with sin.

"When I met you, you had two things to say. The first is, how did you carve their names into yourself"

――――

It was six years ago that Claudia quit her hero.

Speaking of six years ago, there was a case of many demons crawling out of the bad realm onto the earth, whereby six heroes lost their lives, based on those six souls - the year Quinn was created.

"Respect for the dead? No, you're not. To carve your own contents?

"Oh, I'm sorry... dude"

Understand Quinn's fright.

Claudia survived six years ago.

Quinn was created using the souls of her comrades.

There is no sin in Quinn's life, but similarly the six innocent souls have been damaged by nothing.

So Quinn is apologizing.

Six of your people are out of the circle to be born. I'm sorry.

Not as executable as "Death of Unemployment, Confirmed," but this is also a fine curse.

Same thing that drove Yusuke to vengeance. Distort your life - the curse of regret.

Yusuke gets up and breaks in between Claudia and Quinn. To block her gaze.

"Do you have something to say?

"No, there isn't."

"... heh"

Her eyes have a slight but intriguing color.

She pulled her jaw small, looking down to the point where she controlled the alertness exposed tomatoes with her hands.

"Elfi was right."

Elfi is an ancient stock in Daltra's hero. It's not strange to have AC.

"Elfi did? What?"

"Secret. But I see you're sweet. Only the frightening Celestis. Then you cared for the poor woman who lost her people, didn't you? As young as you are, I thought you'd come and see me with a cheap sense of justice."

"It's Quinti."

"Hmm?"

Claudia raised her eyelids slightly, but smiled as she was immediately convinced.

"Oh, yeah. Yes, it was. Quinti, don't be quick. What I'm trying to say to you, it's still there. It's not a grudge, so don't tremble. You look like you're bullying me. I'm not comfortable."

Then Claudia sees Yusuke again.

Confirming that there was no malice, Kosuke withdrew.

She succumbs to Quinn's side.

"Serra was a mean woman, Ray was a favorite, Stone was hard headed, Teresa was a caretaker, Ixa was an idiot, and Stella was so bright in vain. And they were all heroes, like jokes. So listen carefully, Kwinty."

Quinn looks up to something like that.

"They've lost as much soul as they have, and they won't be angry."

".................. eh"

"So stop worrying about you, too. Make the most of their souls. I was born in a corner, so you just have to think about making yourself happy."

That's all I'm saying, she stretches out to wake up drowsy.

"Huh. Well, then, Cro, let's get down to business."

"Ma, wait!

Quinn stands up and reaches out to her.

But it was never within reach.

"Don't."

Her advice, but it was too late.

The girl's hand, stretched out to Claudia's arm, was bounced when she touched the thin red particles on the verge.

It was clear from her own reaction that it was not her defensive reaction.

"I'm sorry. But no one can touch me."

That being said, the former hero distorted his lips to mock himself.

If you look closely, what you're wearing isn't touching her skin directly either.

Only slightly floated - no, is it being played?

The particles of 'thin red' were constantly drifting around her, trying not to let anything come into contact with her, regardless of her will.

"Take care of yourselves. This is the end of the road. I was proud that I could help someone, the color attribute holder."