Kekkon Shoya no Deathloop~Nosuji Reijou wa Nando Shindemo Megemasen~

"To?"

There was a pillar in front of me. Oh, I don't know what that means.

Horrible looking back, the samurai pulling me.

"Huh? Why? Huh?"

When I'm pompous, Teresa loosens her hand pulling me.

"Please don't, my lady! This is the first night of our marriage..."

"First night of marriage? Could it be me, I'm going to the master bedroom...?

"That's right. What are you talking about now?"

"Seriously..."

Strength falls out of your whole body. I tried to almost collapse and sat down on the chair in front of the mirror bench.

I'm not supposed to be dead. Across the Black Thunder, I remember the dawn.

There's no sudden death in that state, and I don't think he died without realizing it.

And yet ——

"Suddenly I grew up. What's wrong, what the hell?"

Theresa looking at me through the mirror.... You've been worried like this before.

Oh, already, I have to admit. Sadly, I went into the fifth loop.

Since I had been dead and in the loop before, I thought the loop could be avoided if I survived.

But I found out about this one.

Loop repeats this night. Perhaps, when you die, the timing of entering the loop is just a little quicker.

This worst first night of marriage will come back again when the sun rises, trying to summon me to escape and get stabbed.

Not terrible? If it's a condition called loop when you die, well, you can't even see it as a benefit (I hate it), but looping even "a dangerous night of high probability of dying" is not a slaughter punishment game anymore.

This is what happens because everyday behavior isn't good? Did I do something wrong?

I try to remember my evil deeds for once, but I never thought of anything more than having to be killed so many times. Strongly put, about the horse thief I did in the loop earlier?

Hmm, no. I can't think of a cause for the loop, or a way out of the loop.

It's like you're being held back by something you can't see escaping from this night.

Maybe this loop is a curse and I will repeat the same night for the rest of my life......

"Teresa...... I wonder if anyone hates me as much as they want to kill me."

"Huh?"

Theresa tilts her neck to the weak sound that leaks.

I know saying this to her is just gonna get me in trouble, but once I spoke to her, I couldn't stop.

"How did this happen? I guess I did something so bad that I had to be seen like this. I wonder if I hit some kind of bee. I wonder if marrying the Duke pays off for making too many choices for your height."

It would have been a completely meaningless word for Teresa. Now, the three ladies are staring at me.

Still, Teresa slowly opened her mouth after trying to keep her mouth shut for a while to think.

"... I don't know why your daughter suddenly hated marriage, but if the Great Lady wanted to be here, she would scold your daughter for not even standing up to you and not liking you and just running away is a serious act that is in the Baltic family. If your wife were here, she would tell you that you can't tell with anyone without even discussing it and just rejecting it."

Surprised by the unexpectedly harsh remarks, I looked back to Teresa

But a word is a back belly, and a gentle gaze returns.

"I have served the Baltic family for many years. That's why I can tell you, ladies are, in a way, brothers —— no, they're brave enough to beat your father, too. Okay, in a way."

"Ugh, yeah."

"The Baltic family never makes weak noises in the face of difficulties. If you actually try to face each other and still say you can't do it, I'll be on your lady's side, too.... So, lady. Why don't you go to the master bedroom for once?"

Teresa put her hands on my shoulders and said forcefully. Maybe the real deal is, "I don't care, just go". But her words resonated strongly in my chest.

All the actions I've taken in the loop so far have been full of giving up and escaping.

Run away from the killer. Give up finding out who did this. Abandon putting on annoying dukes. Accept the disgrace you suffer. I put it on the Baltic family. I look dishonorably and pretend not to see it.

Due to all my thoughts on getting out of the loop, I was repeating a serious act that was in the Baltic people. And finally, I dyed my hands to crime (horse thief).

Sell back any sold fights. Hunt down the enemy even to the end of the earth.

That's the Baltic family home lesson.

Face it, even if you can't win.

How could I have been cowardly, forgetting such an important thing?

Though neither swords nor martial arts have ever been taught, the Baltic philosophy has been taught many times.

"Okay, Teresa. I'm going to the master bedroom."

Make Teresa nod.

When I spoke of my determination, my chest, which had been heavily lagging until then, felt much clearer.

"I woke up because of you. Me, I'm not running anymore. As a Baltic person, I come to terms with the grandeur"

"Well, you don't have to face it."

To Teresa, who said softly and anxiously, I returned a smile that I was ready for.

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Fourth master bedroom door.

This time while Ines guided me, I have been firmly checking the directions.

"Then Ines, I'm coming. Once I'm inside, I'll be right back in my room."

Inez frowns, but at first he nods.

When I put my hand on the door knob, my body shook just a little.

I knew I was still scared. Assuming from previous patterns, the blackcloth man is almost certainly inside. Though maybe it's stuck outside the window.

But I don't run anymore.

With all the power I could have, I decided to stand up to it.

Besides, I have never learned swords or martial arts, but only with powerful advantages.

When I was hungry, I opened the door and proceeded with a breath inside.

It's still a dark room. I also thought about bringing a lantern against the dark, but I ended up stopping. Brightening it up means that maybe the guy's vision will be better.

Eyes in the dark, step by step, slowly moving forward. Pay attention out the window too, but I don't see the shadow of that man.

"--Huh!"

Feeling murderous, I flew right. When I glanced at where I was, I saw a white glowing blade appear plush and cut the sky.

And at the end of the sword, that blackcloth man stands.

There he is! And I shot him for the first time!

With excitement and joy, fear flew away somewhere.

Come on, come on, call me from anywhere! What a spare moment to wait for the next hand.

—— but there's no such thing as a respite to wait.

The man's sword drew a sharp line and pierced my chest.

The world is shaken by the pain that is no longer a classic.

I wondered if I could manage to stay standing, but it hurt too much to help my legs.

Yeah, and I fall from my head to the floor. When I managed to move my head, I saw a man in black cloth wiping the blood of his sword.

Damn, I knew I couldn't...

But that's not the end of it. I rise again and again.

I let go of consciousness again, mindful of an abandoned dialogue like the Evil Leader.