Instant Messiah

Nice to meet you, Sister.

Alice (...) staring into your sister's (...) moist eyes, thinking.

Really, were you lucky or bad?

Honestly, I was stuck hanging out with Rogue like that, but thanks to her coming... I can tell you it helped.

My liver is cold.

I don't want to imagine my precious sister getting hurt.

I'm prepared to die there myself.

Nothing will be exchanged, and it will be the most likely thing in my imaginable future to decay and end up on the side of the road.

Though I'm sorry for your mothers waiting for me.

But I can't allow Mr. Alice to be killed.

I can't believe my precious, precious little fox is hurt more by the fact that he's one of the brave ones.

I can't forgive you, so I haven't had a serious intention to kill in a long time.

So I could take down Rogue.

Thanks to Mr. Alice.

The emotion I had, just a little, came back to life.

And I could point it at the person to whom it should be directed.

Above all, I could get her.

Perfect achievement.

... Later, when it comes to things to worry about, I guess this is it.

Hey, Master Tia. How many did you eat?

- For six. The rest, for forty-two...

... Oh well. As many as six.

Goodbye, goodbye. It's important to me, six.

Goodbye.

- That's how I decided to go home to Mr. Eva, with your sister.

"Hey, Nine (...)?

"What, sister?

"Hands... go home with a connection"

"Yeah, like embarrassing"

"I'm embarrassed."

That said, your sister held my right hand with her fluffy left hand.

"Sister and brother (...) So you're not ashamed of yourself!

"... yeah"

... I'd like you to meet my sister.

"Damn, walk so late. You're a bad girl."

"I'm sorry, did I worry you?

She has fox ears and soft tails.

"Really, I can't have your sister forever. I'm not counting on you."

"Terrible, that"

I have a little habit of making my sister wind for one minute more than I do.

"I'm going back to Master Eva. He scares me when I piss him off."

"Yeah, I know that"

In Diabolo, with a trusted agent there.

"Your sister will make you dinner this evening. What do you want?

"I like curry. I like a guy with plenty of meat."

A fine man who can throw himself and act for his brother.

"Hehe, let's put more on your arms to make it for you, shall we? You can't leave me, can you?

"Wow, of course."

Very cute, my little fox.

Forever, ever.

Because I'm gonna take care of you, okay?

- On my way home, I saw the Rogue that was still moaning... and I went straight home, I did.

'Cause I don't have a hobby about dying or anything.

He said you can't be weak... Dad said so.

Heh.

If you survive, that's fine.

The airway was damaged. I can't handle that magic with precision anymore.

Ugh.

I gave you my present, the seed of hatred.

If one day they blossom, make sure you show them?

You know what?

Rogue Kien?

――――――――

Listening to the footsteps of two people walking away with pleasure, without stabbing a todome at themselves falling down.

Rogue Agnis put his hand on his throat.

- Juuuuuu.

Use your abilities to the limit and block hollow airways with your fingers.

- Juuuuuu.

Heat resistant, the temperature at which one burns and blocks wounds made on one's own flesh… The magic that raised the temperature to what the two names "White Flame" deserved stopped the loss of blood.

- Juuuuuu.

... Rogue continued to use witchcraft even when the earliest fear of loss of blood was no longer present.

- Juuuuuu.

Because without this pain, that humiliation is what comes to kill me, to mock me.

"Oh... no."

Bloody right hand, out of your throat, on the ground.

Bloody left hand, too, a little further.

I don't care if my palms are scraped unnecessarily, little by little, the Rogue moves forward, even as I crawl.

We have to go after him.

We have to catch up.

- And there you go.

"You've been fucked up again."

Only two thin legs of the woman who appeared in front of me are in sight, but I can tell by voice without raising my gaze.

The woman - Ninina - was standing in front of herself, as if she had embodied the immortality without changing her face.

"No... no"

"Uh, you don't have to talk. It hurts."

"Ohhhh..."

"Sometimes Atashi has done something extra... and if he stays like this, he's not going to be dead, so I'll collect it for you. Grow up."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"You're saying no. If you don't already know, let me get this straight."

With it, the toys go in, and I don't even care if the miniskirt narrows are coming in front of the Rogue, gazing into the eyes of the blood-running Rogue.

And Rogue had not lived cheap pride in such things.

"You lost. As good as the word" without skin. "

"...... ha!

The moment he heard the word, Rogue cried out of his own eyes.

"... I told you to be prepared when you lose. I don't think we're vicious enough to whip a boulder into a state like this. You're understaffed."

"Gu... gi no"

"You must be cautious for a while. Eve or Rotton...... I need one of you to heal me."

……

No, don't, don't.

Punch your fist on the ground twice and three times, but that was no different from where the earliest wasting kids were.

"... I say nothing about that kind of remorse because Atashi doesn't understand it. In the meantime, heal your body if you want to be impotent."

Yikes! And, bone. Rogue hits the ground hard just to tell him to smash it, shivering his whole body as it is.