Instant Messiah

- I'll take your mother's place.

But I'm not staying here forever.

If you want to live up to your promise to your mom, you must acquire the ability to live in this world.

And that's what you only get in your interactions with people.

Well, I wish I could wear it after all.

"Yes, Master Tia."

……………………

- Yeah. Well, I guess.

... I haven't been involved with a child in years. Fine, I'll give you a little chill.

I'll do you one favor.

Hey, kid, is there anything you really want or want me to do?

'... then, Master Tia. I 'm--'

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- Is that what you want? You sure about that?

... hehe, hehe, unusual child...

Dumb... I can't believe you want that stuff from yourself.

If you're really a kid, you're an idiot.

Fine, if that's the extent of it, it's easy if you have my power.

As you wish, it's yours for the rest of your life.

……………………

"Thank you, Master Tia"

- You don't have to thank me.

... regret it.

Mourn.

Suffer.

That's what you want.

……………………

"Dear Tia,"

- I don't have a name. That's what Boya said.

Then I'll put it on you.

Is it important that you say your name? Because there's you in the world, it's tantamount to proof of existence.

You're going to have to call yourself Nine.

It was a mistake, but I recognized it as your name, the sound of the first sound...

"Dear Tia,"

- Nice to meet you, Nine.

Today, the beginning of your new life. Just so you remember, right?

And I, too, will not forget the day I say today.

The day the monster (...) gave birth, named Nine...

"Dear Tia. I am... '

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- Don't let that little girl fool you.

You're mine.

"Yes, Master Tia"

"All of a sudden, my name is Eva."

"... I know?

"You don't get it. [M] I don't think it's a very good hobby to talk to myself."

Mr. Eva, what are you talking about?

When did I talk to myself? [M]

It's this way that I don't know.

Hey, Master Tia?

- Right.

By the way, what do you think of the puppy...?

Is that Mr. Gallon?

I hunted Sawdust. I finally got my contract done, and I think you're a pretty mother?

- So, what about Mr. Little Bird--?

Is it like a cute pet?

You might think so over there.

- Which is more important, them or me?

... What are you talking about?

It's up to one person to like me, isn't it?

Guys, I love you, though.

- Right. Thanks.

You heard something weird.

Dear Weird Tier.

I can't believe you're asking me that now.

- Yeah, I'm sorry.

You seem to have no problem (...), and for a while (...), so that's enough.

I'm a little tired, so I'm gonna give you a break.

Yes, rest.

... Dear Tia, it's because you're half a snake, or you're a sleeper.

I don't like to wake up in the morning because she was weaker in the morning than I was.

I'd rather try to wake him up early, he'd be so angry.

On a good note, you were someone who wasn't good for education.

...... get back on your mind and follow Eva.

When I pushed open the portrayed door of a subtle magic formation in the library that I had never been in before, the interior was just as categorical as the door.

Fish, frogs, lizards, birds and mice, or the peeling of larger creatures, something soaked in some kind of drug.

Shapes you don't know well, symbols you don't know well, liquids and metals you don't know well.

Apparently only made to hurt creatures, appliances in various shapes, large beds, and splashed and dried blood all over the place.

Most importantly, screams heard from the next room.

Eva, isn't that your bad taste?

Hey.

"... Well, Mr. Nine"

Ms. Eva walked to the center of the magic formation in the middle of the room, then hit the play and spread her hands, turning this way.

"I'm going to show you the essence of the magic. Are you ready?"

"Mochi. Where's Mr. Eva?

I'm not interested in magic or magic.

I have "Maho" that Master Tia gave me. [M]

"Mm... ma, not yet"

With that said, Eva, who was confident, took off her old witch hat and began to wriggle a little.

Ask people, what the hell.

"What the hell?"

I'll put it in your mouth, too.

"Kee, your thoughts are too good... 'cause you're transferring, right? Do you understand that?

When you look at your face, your dark elf-specific brown skin looks more tinted.

What's the light?

"What is it now? Could it be a high failure rate or something?

"No, I don't have a problem with safety. Difficult in large numbers, but sure enough for about two."

"What are you hesitating about?"

"... Kid, you really don't get it!?

"So what is it?

I don't know.

I don't know anything about magic, Va.

"... if you put it that way, you did. You were not a great magician."

"Yes, sir."

"Mm, ignorance is hard to have at all. And horrible. Being abandoned for strays and hesitations sometimes leads to consequences, but it's not always desirable to be."

"Are you sure?"

"Intellectual organisms should think, judge, confuse, and approach truth on top of it. Seeking only the shortest process to get there doesn't lead to development, you know?

"Not at all"

"You are foolish. The light of knowledge that sheds light on the truth will not be cast into those who have even renounced their efforts to understand."

"… please conclude"

…………

"Come on."

"… Metastatic magic was originally obtained by chance from relics of the past, and its convenience demanded that safety be ensured as a top priority. In other words, research is lagging behind on mechanisms of action such as why this happens."

………

I'm asking you to conclude, but it's been a long time.

I don't know. No.

"Previously, there have been reports of postmetastatic adhesion and fusion occurring when coordinates were transferred similar. Fusion with organisms in particular can be lethal, whether organic or inorganic"

... I don't know.

"In three lines, please"

"... you have to take off your clothes when transferring."

You can do it in one line.

"Then take it off, please. So let's just move on, shall we?

"Hey, feel free about what! I'm a woman myself, mind you!

"In the meantime, you said you'd teach me about women."

"Ya, it's weird. That's it, this is it."

"Just take it off, take it off"

"Ugh, shut up, wait a minute."

The bump and Eva only started to say something, so I thought I was ready for magic.

"He's a sample, this guy's a sample, he's not ashamed, he's not ashamed..."

... That's right.

You're my biological daughter.

For the habit of dead flowers in the annual garden.

Don't. Ha.

You said you weren't free, didn't you?

I'm not free either.

I'm waiting for a job to pepper everyone (in my brain)!

Based on that image, I want you to be promptly adorable to my shy son!

Whatever. Look, it's a cold winter... no, it's still autumn, but I'm gonna be naked because of it, and let's warm it up, okay?

"is something embarrassing, embarrassing, etc..."

... I'm in a hurry!

Take off your clothes and get ready to use this magic team!

Well, D (of Elves anyway) -V (in the Village) -D (virginity graduation)!

"D. V. D.! D.V.D.!

"Shut up, I'm telling you to wait... stop clapping that!

"I'm already a bad person. That would be considerate..."

Her eyes were slightly overwhelmed.

"I'm coming with Katchin. You don't have to say too much."

"Katchin, it's this way. Chintara, chintara, is it what academics do when they decide what needs to be done?"

"Uh, I told you, if I told you that, it would be war."

"What is a war? Uh, no, no, I hate the idea of barbarism."

"Hey, you said you were barbaric, you said you were barbaric! To inferior human habits!

"No questions asked, I'll be ready soon. Here you go."

"Wow, wow, come on, come on! You have something to be ashamed of... Hey, why are you taking it off the bottom!

'Cause it feels better.'

"You pervert! Knock, knock. Okay, so just keep your eyes on the other side."

That said, with a trembling hand she put her hand on the white coat.

... fruit is delicious, isn't it?

Maybe Dark Elves too.

――――――――

"Speaking of which, Chris, did Eva have experience with multiple metastases?

"... No, I don't think maybe I did. But when I went somewhere by myself, I thought I was using it for a reason... why, Aroma?

"No, when you go with more than one person, you don't see each other in a dedicated compartment, do you?

"Yes... Speaking of which, was that compartment made by one of the researchers?"

"Eva is the one who created the magic formation, but she doesn't want to get around to it... she was satisfied with it during the trial phase... does she know where it is?

"... well, no matter how much eva gets naked in front of that mountain monkey on the boulder, you won't be ashamed. I know because I used to take care of him, but he's surprisingly shy."

"Well unexpected."

"Right?

Ugh.

Haha.

――――――――

"You're not growing a Mr. Eva, are you? It's a triumph of unexpectedness, lovely."

"Don't look! Don't look! At least don't put it in your mouth, you idiot!

In a dim room.

The brown yet glossy reflection of the indoor lamp, Magic Light, and its twisty, glossy attempt to hide the area, have become the nourishment of the large layers of eyes.

――――――――――

There you go, man.

Out of the loose noise between them, through a world of polar colors, it was in a cabin I didn't know.

When I open my eyes, there is Mr. Eva, who gathers the white coats he forwarded with me in the magic formation.

"Are you going to wear it already?

"Naturally!

That's too bad.

――――――――

Well, I've successfully completed the transfer and the change of clothes.

Eva said that this is the outer part of the elf, and that it's a place reserved for her, where the people inside can't get in either.

Then let's go - and when I speak up, I get a reply saying, "Wait."

If you pretend, you'll see what she looks like chanting.

Oh wow, and when she's wrapped in fancy sound effects and colorful smoke.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Congratulations! Eva has evolved into Mr. White Eva!

"What are you doing?"

The once brown skin has been transformed into a spotless Mr. White with no shadow to see.

A user of age and identity fraud, Magic Girl/Eva Karma! See you next week, or something?

Honestly, I prefer the previous one. I get soaked.

No, this is interesting though.

"Disguise. In here, I'm acting like an elf."

Mr. Eva opened her mouth with her hat on her head.

It's extra easy to understand because it's white, but let's not stick in those that are still red on their cheeks.

"Ah, uh. Can I ask why..."

"I know what you're trying to say. I assume you're talking about rumors that dark elves are being ostracized?

"... rumors?

"Oh, rumors without roots or leaves. In the first place, do you know why a dark elf is born… or occurs?

"Something about losing forest protection or touching God's wrath"

"Heh, no, no. We have weak skin. So if you get sunburned, you're not going back."

"Oh, is that all?

"That's all. Even humans would get sunburn."

"Uh."

"Because it's a species that originally lived in the deep woods. I'm vulnerable to strong sunshine."

Seriously.

You don't have romance or shit.

I'm disappointed in Eva...... dreams, tears.

I don't know. God's furious arrows change colors. Come on, isn't that it?

"We are not so narrow as to exclude skin as it has changed color. I'm not human."

"Uh-huh... my ear hurts"

You're right.

"That said, well, I'm in a position myself. It's not very convenient for you to know your identity, so this is how you dress when you come to the elf settlement."

"Well, that's another hassle."

Look Eva in the eye, peek (...).

"Heh."

"... what?

"No, nothing."

Liar.

Well, fine.

"Oh yeah. Here, call me 'Doctor' about myself. I use a pseudonym, but it's troublesome in case they find out my name."

... the more I even use my pseudonym in my countrymen, the more backwards I am.

What a face.

... If the Elves also have a God, I would love to worship that aspect.

I wanted to tell you at last.

This poor dark elf is falling zero out of your palm, come on.

... Well, I'll be the receptacle for you.

Whether she wants it or not, hey...

Heh, heh, heh.

――――――――

Eva says there's a pharmacist set up here.

Occasionally, he's engaged in business and treatment, while gathering information.

On the devil's side, she's a valuable elf species.

You don't want to put her in too much danger, but she seems to have origami strength, so she leaves it to Mr. Eva as a result of putting the risks and benefits on the balance.

... So why does this organization use great people on their feet?

It's not what I say. [M]

... Well, I guess there aren't many learned demons out there, and I don't know what else to do.

By the way, she's talking to the great guy in there right now.

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It should be noted that I don't speak the language, it looks like I'm outside a mosquito net.

What language? What are you talking about?

I don't know, honey.

I heard the elves have a unique culture, but are the words different?

I can't believe Eva's intelligent enough to talk both ways.

... They had several languages in the old world, but I wonder how they communicated with each other.

I hear there were several types of currency, but it would be inconvenient.

When I was prancing with that in mind, I discovered an elf toddler.

Or it was discovered. I'm intrigued and looking at you so much.

... Oh, the kids are adorable.

All right, let's have a little play with your brother.

Mr. Eva left me to play and I'm free, and it's a wash of my heart.

When I called in a little bit, I approached this one terribly.

Crouch down and align your gaze height, force your eyebrow root, slightly protrude your jaw, and hoist your mouth angle.

Hey.

―――

"This is the guy with the face. Look, do it and see."

"D...?

"Do-ya... oh. Humans can't do this, they're gonna get annoyed."

"Doyagao!"

"No. Shh. Come with me."

Look, look, I stick my face out, and Kerakera laughs and imitates me.

"Doya!"

That's good.

"Well, it's a little hard next time. Let me keep my mouth shut."

Duck mouth!

Especially when he shows off his confident kime face, he also laughs and imitates his face in a reasonably innocent way.

My ears pick up on the applause, awesome, super healing.

I know it's hilarious from the side, but neither does anything that makes this one feel as warm as a child's smile.

When I was doing a lot of other facial arts, the other kids stopped by.

Do it, I'm happy.

Doing that, I was lightly smacked in the head by Mr. Eva, who was back at some point.

"Don't tell me anything weird. Do it. Turn around, you're one of your own, and you'll see it weird to yourself."

"I'm sorry."

"... I remembered with that joke. Chris asked me to correct your language."

"Work enthusiastic (Chicken and Neck) things!

"Cotto!"

Along with the elf toddlers, just duck mouth!

He swayed his jaw. In a jab.

I thought I'd stop getting on too well in the future.

I was just lucky to see them get drunk and flutter in the punch and the kids laughed at me.

If it's for a kid's smile, how dare you?

But you can't imitate Eva!

Nine, you promised your brother!

――――――――

I talked to the manager, so he came back to the cabin when he transferred.

After closing the entrance door, I sat on the chair with my desk facing each other in the shape of a soundproof junction.

"... so. First, should I confirm my upcoming plans?"

"How dare you?"

"Yeah, first of all, I'll have Sliza around with me tomorrow"

"Yeah, if you're alone, you're definitely lost."

"Don't say that with confidence. Tomorrow is the only time I'm going out with you. I'll arrange an inn, but after that, you'll have to move alone."

"Hey, don't leave me alone."

"Death. So, for a while... well, for about two weeks, I'm going around inside to check on the sick and ill. Come here if you need anything, because by sundown you'll be back."

"Ah, Mr. Eva is competent, isn't she? I can't believe you have a medical mind."

"It's a by-product of research... well, that's fine, but the problem is yours. Do you have any idea what it takes to protect yourself?

Eva has taken her cheek wand and slightly raised her chin, urging her to say,

"Mr. Bolt Klux...... you're Mr. Alice's brother. I need to see him," he said.

"... naturally, we don't have a pipe with pro-humans. But if you're around him, you won't have any trouble with information about the enemy. Whatever..."

"The prodemonic flag, isn't it? Alice told me."

"Even if you're just a god to be held responsible for, if you're not made to be evil, that's fine. It's convenient this way."

... Hmm, how does it feel to be a kid who's been mocked by your sister Conne?

I don't know, I feel like I'm in trouble.

"In the meantime, you should entrust him to avoid being attacked by the Parent Demons. And then everything."

... I have to ask you, Bolt at the scene, how you shake yourself in Sriza, even if you're close to a pro-human.

Oh, horror. Spies are annoying to honest people like me.

But, well, it's not as great as choosing a job, and for the first time, when I have a future vision, I'd like to report it to Eva.

"Well, that's not what I expect. Chris also said that if you don't do something suspicious and even get killed, that's fine."

I'll take care of it.

"... in your case, that's all that seems to be difficult."

That said, I look at this one with more jittery eyes than I normally do.

I don't trust you. I regret it.

"... well, let's get this far from talking about work. You can't fight when you're hungry. Let's have dinner."

That being said, Mr. Eva took off his white coat and took the apron instead.

"Oh, Mr. Eva, can you cook?

"Don't underestimate me. Even if it looks like this, I'm good at it."

... although he did make it with brilliant hands.

Let's not boil water in the beaker.