Instant Messiah

The burnt left arm muscles flutter.

The brain issuing the order of motion was damaged, and its fingertips, which even erased the nerves that transmitted it, spasmed irregularly from pinky to thumb, as if they were inviting something.

The serpent, who has already put about 80% of his whole body out of its various flesh, pulls in with his tongue torn into his two strands, causing his mouth to open and close to say something.

As if it had reacted to it, the twitch transmitted from the fingertips eventually replaces the vibration, and as it reaches the whole, the elbow joint repeats the flexion motion.

It only holds about a fifteenth of the body's mass (...), but it continues to behave far from sane that you can't help turning away.

Eventually, a snake sticking out of his arm pointed his neck into the sky and opened his mouth wide, as if he were to receive the last drop of grace from the sky.

Immediately after that.

When I wondered if my hair was still ringing, my bones broke through the cross section of meat blocked by heat and stretched out.

White solids, with their tips pointy like swords, twist and expand in volume according to their frantic regularity, as if the spider's nest were tense, as if the plant were to show growth.

First, to the shoulder.

At the same time, he shaped his vertebrae upward and downward, and from the top, he formed a rib so that he could wrap and protect his son while extending to the bottom, and when his spine formed a tailbone, the surrounding soil wrapped around his bone.

As if there were sand iron stopping by the magnet, it gradually wrapped the bone around it so that it could be sucked in and concealed its white, and the bugs and small animals that were lurking in the soil, regardless, were mixed inside it, but small lives were likewise taken in as if to mock them trying to escape.

When the only mud doll in the upper body was born there, the formation of the lower body was proceeding similarly.

pelvis, the femur starting with the great rotor, the knee joint, the fibula tibia, and all the way to the toe.

And then again, the meat with damaged soil, just like the upper body, is compensated for very abusively by toddler hand play.

Human-shaped, chunks of dirt. All I can say about being there is that, it's nothing more than a disgusting object.

... the right shoulder area that remained unnaturally, especially when the head packed with a high density was completed.

From there, the snake on the other side was sitting his head on the ground just saying that he had finished his job, showing a slightly tired feeling.

Shiru.

I'll try harder, but will I say it?

The snake raised its head, pierced the ground and began to progress towards the nearest giant tree.

What a foolish behavior from a regular, hand-footed object, as if the scale worm moves, and even feels a certain beauty while it is there.

The serpent dragged harder to reach the roots of the tree, a mass of its soil that could be inferred roughly many times more than its own mass.

After showing a light, exhaling motion, the snake bites the roots of the giant tree.

... its throat, which moves as if it swallows something dull, does not deserve as an expression addressed to reptiles, but it was glossy and had beauty as if it even attracted sexual excitement.

And when the snake finishes the act.

Tree-aged trees, which would be more than a hundred years old, had shed all their leaves and had withered away.

And what power is the earthly form of the serpent by?

I was getting my skin back as a person.

No eyes, no hair, no guts. Perhaps even the cerebral marrow.

... The serpent, who finished something blasphemous, looked at the neck of the sleeping figure connected to herself and licked it with a thin tongue, of course.

The serpent, who nodded his torso and crawled up to his man-made face, tried to lean its tongue against his lips… After showing him the temporal tour, he instead gently stroked his lid (eyelid) with a pelt and tongue to show him a couple of talking tricks.

Did you react to that?

human form...... no, it should be expressed that way because it is the earliest human being itself.

The human woke up.

Open your mouth.

"Ohh."

Yes, after whispering and squeaking deliberately, humans cough three times less.

Pepper, and spit on the ground, found there a mixture of insect feet, soil shards, pebbles, etc.

And that showed the world once again the unmistakable and crazy fact that so many snakes created humans out of dirt.

"Eh, shh. Ahhh, ahhh."

- Morning, Nine. How are you feeling?

That's not very nice.

It's the first time I've ever been born dead.

- He said it was his first experience.

There's no shards of colour, either, nah, darling, huh?

Me, born.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.

Letting me go like that, Master Tia disappeared at some point.

If you turn your eyes to the right, you'll find my right arm there, which I'm used to seeing.

... Ugh, uh-huh. Ah.

Goodbye, someone important in me.

It was a treat (...).

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Master Tia says it's been a whole day since I've been cooked.

He was tired and fell asleep as soon as I said that, so I couldn't hear anything else, but I have to do something about this streaking state for now.

Mr. Eva will be back already, and we'll exchange information for now.

Back in the elves naked, naturally the elves around them said shruggedly and fled.

I don't know what else to do. Mr. Gallon looked out for me, because the Rogue guy burned me down.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

I guess the elves are curious. Nor can I understand the tremendous interest in heterosexual grand obelisks. Whatever. Even I am.

But I'm not even slightly happy that a man took the same reactions to me. It doesn't feel good.

I saw the cabin. The sun is falling in the evening, and as I run over, I feel safe in its silhouette, which grows gradually.

Once upon a time, when I played around outside and then went home, that nostalgic feeling came back to me, when my mother greeted me with dinner support.

I'm home, my home here.

There's no one here to piss me off anymore! Mr. Eva, listen to my stupidity!

"Eva, no! Please put on the tools to get rid of me, as if someone is annoying me!

So he shouted, Baan, and opened the door to the cabin.

... A bare Eva was picking her stomach meat toward her appearance.

He puts one hand on his hip, hangs a towel from his shoulder, and only points his neck at this one if he reacts to the sound of the door.

The expression was... totally honest about the mood I said I didn't know what was going on.

I guess when I returned to Diabolo, the transformation magic had been solved, its skin, which was back in brown, was damp, and I was jealous of the magical light from the ceiling, not even of the droplets dripping from my shoulder blades to my buttocks.

That little crotch is cut up, the butt you deserve doesn't show any slack at all, and between those two soft hills, the line you cut into can't help but be distracted.

And her front appearance in the mirror.

Even though it's not as big as Mr. Aroma or Mr. Gallon, I don't think this one is under any control of gravity at all. Its two hills.

Around that stomach she cares about, she draws lines of nagging and frizzing, and the umbilicus present carefully above the middle of her body makes her biological existence clearer.

And while the hairless area underneath is not commensurate with the hue she has, it adds to its appeal.

You won't need any more words.

She was beautiful.

I can't say I'm older about her anymore. [M]

This is where the beauty of the world was.

I just want to thank fate for being present at this moment, and tell you that.

"Beautiful"

Honestly, I accepted her high kick.

And the best shot in the brain I've visited at that moment will not be lost for the rest of my life from now on.

When I woke up, the night had already changed.

Apparently Eva was dressed like that because she was taking a bath.

I didn't think this kind of scarred lucky sketchy happenings would happen anymore, but it seems like me and her are on such a star tour.

Just what I want. As far as I'm concerned, that's exactly what I want.

"There's a lot to talk about... get dressed first"

"You say that... oh, no, nothing. Yes."

It must have been because of her kindness that she was bathing towels on me when I was down. Not that my Bambino was ugly.

In the meantime, as I was told, I changed to look not ashamed to be seen.

I thought I heard you were going to Suriza.

"There you go, listen to me. I got a really cool one, yeah."

"Stop it because it's disgusting."

"Yes, so, if we can't leave it like this, we'll have to let it go."

"Hmm."

"Please give me some useful tools"

"No."

Why?

"I have a few things to say. One thing, you don't say who made you angry."

"Tell me."

"... two, you said it first. I'm a spy, so I don't have a chance to fight."

"I didn't ask for a fight. The struggle came to pick me up."

"Doing dressed rhetoric doesn't change the essence. In view of your work, being found in the presence of enemies is in itself a fool's business."

"Ugh."

"And three. You gave it a corner. You handled your knife unhindered (groaning). That hurt a lot."

"It's... I'm sorry"

I'll say it often. Anyway, he probably gave it detective witchcraft or something.

Master Tia said not to grip too much, so maybe there was a more daring trick.

"But."

……

"If you're going to answer my question, I'm not going to help you."

"Ria? Mr.Ki-yu!

"... when you answer. Besides, just thinking. I can't wait to get caught in the smoke, like in the meantime."

I wonder if you mean Master Tia's "Mahou".

I didn't say a word about this.

It's just love. Because, really. Simple answers are hard to come by, despite researchers' expectations.

"... a person... I guess. I don't even know if it's him or her. I want to hear about it."

"Are you someone I know? I don't have many friends, though."

"No, I'm assuming you're probably the only person I know"

"Hmm?

"That's the name you used to say."

I won't even say that I got it yesterday when I returned to Diabolo, a name that Alice's report also mentioned.

The man in front of you may have noticed, but you were being watched, because there is no advantage in telling him.

And Eva, she uttered the name.

"... Who the hell is Master Tia? Why don't you tell yourself"

- It's too early for you.

... Wait, Dear Tia.

I'm not being mean like that. But isn't that okay? I think I'm worried about you, maybe you'll become a fan.

- Please don't say that at ease. I don't want this elf to get too close because it's out-of-the-box.

Why is that?

- 'Cause I think I'm reminded of something I don't like.

Isn't that nice, because in the meantime, I'm gonna love you.

Look, Master Tia, you've been interested from across the corner, haven't you?

Because we don't have the opportunity to get along so fast.

- Nah, Nine. Please. I'm still ready.

... I don't have a choice. Master Tia is still a chicken, so no more.

I get it, I get it. 'Cause I won't say it anymore. See?

Don't cry, my dear Tia.

I love you, so what do you say, don't cry?

- You're the one who made me cry...

I'm sorry, Master Tia.

It was my fault, I'm sorry.

Why don't we keep it to Mr. Eva for a while?

Look......... Also, if I miss you, I'll give you a hug.

So now, huh?

-... yeah, well...

"... What the hell is a Spirit? Why don't you tell yourself?

"Fine, right? I'll answer whatever I know."

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"... Hmm, a lot of references. Thanks."

"No, because then you can help me?

"Oh, I don't mind that... but it's easier to tell me exactly what you're planning to do and what to give me, even if it's this way"

"Oh, so we're going to talk about the upcoming schedule, right?

At first, with the help of the pro-demonstrative 'tiger', I wanted to do the 'tiger authority fox' thing.

There, it seemed easy to do because I'm a militant, but Mr. Martis said he had a pretty nosy beast, so hey, he couldn't get close... apart from that, it seemed like he was doing something wrong.

I can't help it, so, uh, I don't know what went on... oh yeah, I remember that.

"Bremen's, Music Team"

"What?"

"This is also an old world magazine, have you heard of it?

"... no, with raw hatred. But I only know the name Bremen."

"Huh?... well fine"

As far as I can tell, this is what I was talking about.

When Roba, a working man, became a grandfather, he was unable to work and his owner made him run away frustrated.

So, I go to the land I say Bremen, I think about joining the musical team and I travel, but along the way I meet dogs, cats and chickens in similar circumstances and the journey is pathetic and I go to Tokotoko.

Becoming Hetohetto, they find a home on the way to resting in the woods, where the thieves pak for a treat.

I guess you thought it was sloppy, Mr. Roba and the others.

In order from below, Mr. Roba, Mr. Dog, Mr. Cat and Mr. Chicken rode on, and they all shouted at each other in unison.

The silhouette and the thieves, who were shouted at, fled in anticipation of the haunting, and the animals went on a treat and slept well.

... but I guess the thief thought it was strange too.

I snuck back later, and the animals shook me in the dark, and I escaped with this (ho) crawling body.

The animals lived together in that house, playing music, forever.

Congratulations, congratulations.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"What does that story have to do with my upcoming plans?

"Don't you think it's strange?

"... what do you want?

"They wanted to go somewhere called Bremen, but they didn't make it, did they?"

"... I guess that's only because the ultimate goal was to join the musical team. That's accomplished, so you don't have to go to Bremen to get better, do you?

"It's weird, it"

"Yeah?"

"Then I didn't have to travel from the beginning. When the four of us met, we should have formed a musical team."

"No, that wouldn't have put them on a treat"

"... a treat was their purpose...? Surely no one should live without rice..."

"What...?

"I don't even know if I can eat dinner because I joined the musical team in the first place. No such skill. How did Mr. Roba know he was going to join the musical team? In the first place, why did you have to join the musical team? Didn't you have a more stable job to live with?"

"... you know, when you say that, you're going to have to discuss the contradiction of animals playing music from the beginning."

- What do you care about me?

- Why, they were happily kept playing music without an audience - I guess... that's the thing.

- Self-satisfaction. Self-expression. Self-manifestation...... and someone's assessment of them.

- Without this, I believe that wise men cannot live satisfactorily.

"… Conclude."

"The point is. I thought they compromised."

"Compromise?"

"They've been used by people before. But you're old, and you're still useful. Such pride showed them a ridiculous delusion of exaggeration to join the Music Corps."

…………

"You've been able to achieve results. I got rid of the thief. We're on our own."

"... you are"

"And maybe you've learned. That's it for us. Or they said it was their last sunny stage."

"What are you thinking?

"Live in the glory of the past, only within your companions, for fear of tarnishing such a evening. Until the end, playing shitty music, they said they were a musical team. Isn't that bullshit?"

"... I have no idea what you want to tell me. Just come to a conclusion."

"Mr. Seikichi. In short, let's ask the animals to play music."

- Funny, cruel.

"... can you use that kind of magic that makes everyone want to sleep, Mr. Eva?

"... it's..."

- He was miserably used in combat during the First Lost tragedy.

You did it, didn't you?

Hey, no?

Lord Eva Karma, the 'original' witch.

"... you knew"

Eva narrowed her usual blind eyes slightly and said so to me.

"I didn't know you were an elf. Thanks to you, the priest was broken in a corner. No, I came then."

"You... right, you're from Nile Village"

"Yeah, it's survival"

"... don't resent me"

"Yes, sir. What's the story around there? This has nothing to do with my plans."

……

"Well, I'm the one who told the story. But there's only one thing I want to know. That magic, simple yet powerful, that invites large numbers to sleep. Mr. Eva, can I use it?

"Oh, I thought I could use it. After use, I can't move for a while because of magic exhaustion."

"How many caps are there?

"... not much I can say to others. It's one of the secrets."

"Hmm, well, how about a dense hundred or so?

"Then... well, if it's not so spaced up"

"Oops. Bye."

"Wait. I haven't said I'll do it yet."

"To"

"In the meantime, let's hear more about you. But which path is going to matter, so we have to consult Chris and Aroma's will."

"... I see, most of all."

"In other words, it's pretty problematic that one of our pipes, the 'fox', has been crushed. I've already taken the back, but even though other agents will be in charge of this matter in the future, there's no way we can remain irrelevant at the scene."

Yikes. Organizations are tough.

You're an idiot like me, because I can only think of a simple way to do it.

I don't even want to scratch it.

Because I want to help everyone in Diabolo.

Because of love. Heh heh.

"Besides, Alice will be here soon, and it would be better if we talked..."

When Eva spoke of such a thing, the light just flooded out of a room with magic formations.

When I thought about something, Batan opened the door and Mr. Fox appeared in just a few moments.

Why are you here?

No, more than that.

Why is she wearing clothes?

Wasn't metastasis impossible without nakedness?

Damn it.

No way in that moment?

Impossible.

Damn it.

No, you're not, that's fine.

Why is she here?

Mr. Fox opens his mouth when he disturbs me so badly.

"Is Bolt safe?

"... Alice Klux. Bend over, this is your own safe house, no greetings. How's that attitude?"

"Dear Eva... I'm sorry about this, but my brother..."

I guess my appearance caught my eye when I confused my gaze with something like that, and I hung up and stared at this one as soon as I could.

I'm going to be strangled if you don't just say what she wants, so I'll tell her before she asks.

"He's..." Dove "info suggests he's safe. I hear the others have unfortunately been wiped out."

"Oh, no... so where's Bolt now?

"He said he fell into the hands of those who attacked the 'fox'. I thought you were one of those apostles who said Rogue or something."

"Oh, no."

Oh, I saw Mr. Alice's trembling knee repeated all that, and I felt painful.

Poor thing.

I would say the extreme of unhappiness is the situation where you have to worry about the safety of your family.

Poor thing.

You're just one brother, aren't you? Take care, I took care of it. It's like a trumpet. Hey. That was Clarinet, I guess. Either way.

Poor thing.

Hihihi.

… Eventually, Mr. Fox, whose tremors also subsided, turned his hatred to me, consisting of his frustration and the misfortune that had befallen him.

"You must have done something extra anyway! This has never happened before, you plague god!

"It's terrible. I didn't do anything this time."

One way or the other, even if it's hard on you.

"May, I wish you hadn't been here from the beginning! You... mortal, don't die!

He just died.

You say terrible things. You can't take it back when you're dead, can you?

When you die, you don't see that person for the rest of your life, do you?

I'm sorry, but I can't say thank you anymore, but I hope you don't tell me that you died casually, Mr. Fox.

As I chewed up the shock like that, Mr. Alice was already about to jump out of the cabin.

"Alice, wait. Be cool with each other first..."

"Fine. I guess I haven't been able to figure out where Bolt is anyway!? I'll help that girl!

That's what I said, and I ended up leaving.

panic.

"... at all. You just cause me trouble."

"I'm sorry, but, well. I can't leave Alice like this, so I'm going to give you an overview of the operation."

I have spoken to Eva about the future of my heart.

... Eva, having finished listening, gave me the look she said, even with her arms around her.

"Are you bold or careful?"

My plan... is too crude, but when I told you about it, you were still confused.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but still. Well, Rogue and I seem to have been after me, and I feel like we're responsible..."

Reply to her as she drips her head (Kobe).

Apostle.

Demonic enemies.

If my presence still influenced their behavior, and Bolt ended up in a captive princess state, I'd have to help them.

'Cause Mr. Alice's gonna cry, right?

Though that kid's tears must be very pretty and clear and show him the jewel-like beauty that makes him want to lick it off.

Still, I want those tears to be out of joy.

Because I love her.

Most importantly, I'm not going to be as worthless as leaving Mr. Alice alone like this.

I want to be a gentleman.

"... you've been around for a long time, if you've already gone that far, you'll have to give me permission."

I look at this one with all my unsolicited eyes, but I have no choice.

Every time I came here in the first place and broke into each group, my life was threatened.

Forgive me for taking the liberty of doing so. Anyway, it was as dangerous as it was once killed.

"Well, I'll go after Mr. Fox."

She's my precious human being. [M]

You can't let him die.

"You're a really selfish guy, you are. Okay, that's enough, but if you're sure about your story, I don't think I have time to go back to Diabolo and talk to you. In your own authority, acknowledge your actions."

"Oh, is that okay?

"From the beginning... No, you were originally here to gather information. Information manipulation is not included in the business"

I've hit this one with a grudging gaze, saying good things. Scary.

Even if I stay here any longer, I'm a serpent.

I tried to follow Alice to Suriza, and she called me off. [M]

Turning around, she's pointing something familiar at me and trying to give it to me.

"Take it."

That said, she used to give me a gift at dinner, that poison knife, this time with a sheath.

"I'm not good at this."

"In some cases, I slashed him, but he might have. There's no harm in having it."

"I don't have a choice, Mr. Eva. Are you so worried about me?

"Oh, of course"

Take a peek at Eva's face.

- As a sample... you look like something.

Well, okay. Because guinea pigs are guinea pigs, and you can love researchers.

I'll tell you that, won't I?

... Hey Dear Tia, is this knife okay now?

- Yeah, the brainwashing ceremony's already been lifted. You must have thought I was spotted.

If I did that over this period, I wouldn't be able to trust Mr. Eva on the boulder in the future, but he had that degree of distinction.

"... yes, at the end. I forgot to tell you two things."

…… Let's ask. "

"The first. Someone who annoyed you. [M] If you did what you expected... run away as soon as you're done. If that's not possible, at least make sure the body stays."

"Wow, that's a good word. What about one now?

"During the Golden Wheel, don't call yourself a witch. I won't forgive you next time."

"… hehe, copy"

"Well, if there's any next time,"

"Tough."

With those words of gratitude, I popped out into the elves of the night.