Kidnapped Dragons

After returning from the outing, spring began to rejuvenate in the kitchen. The salty smell soon spread to the officetels of Keeping.

Seeing that makes me feel strange.

The last look he saw in the last session was still in his head.

“Hahahaha. ”

Spring was singing a nosebleed to see if it felt good.

This was routine at the first encounter. He consulted.

I think it's okay. There's no one in the mood to sing a nosebleed. However, even when I brought him in for kidnapping, Spring had a stiff face.

Something felt good about it. That part didn't feel right.

Still, the painting of spring cooking was a good match.

In the last six meetings, he had a job about four times. Two became painters, one a sculptor and one a novelist. The other two did nothing because he was incarcerated.

It means that whatever it is, it's a personality that's interested in making.

He became curious.

In this life where the environment has completely changed, what can he become?

I thought it would be fun to watch.

By the way, it would be a sad time.

After thinking about spring, he began searching for news articles from faraway exotic lands.

Africa.

A line of events was bursting in the continent beyond the sea.

Large armed conflict outbreak in South Africa.

An air raid on Barcata by a Minne-centred terrorist group, resulting in more than 1400 civilian casualties.

Statement on the position of the South African Union (SAN). “Africa does not compromise with violence. ”

Barkataside unveils footage of executions following the abduction and murder of 14 employees of the South African Union. Presentation of a statement condemning the World Hunter Union ‘to the detriment of mankind’.

I am worried that there will be more terrorism in South Africa.

There was a war in Africa. The war of the supermen, not the war of using bayonets as in the past.

This long war continues until the end of the world, and causes many casualties.

In fact, he wasn't very interested. Whoever died or not.

However, if there is a 'Red Dragon’ among the people who have dried up, the story is a little different.

At the time of the regression, one year after the dragons came out,

The red dragon, who loved to fight, played in the war day and night. Then, he is attacked by a world-class superman and seriously injured.

It was an element that pushed the end forward.

So you better find him before he gets hurt.

He counted time zones. It's only a few days away.

We'll have to move soon.

“Mister.”

At that time the spring shook his hand from the kitchen side. The dish was finished.

What was on the plate was a dish resembling fried rice. When I saw the brown glow, I looked like I was wearing soy sauce.

With a spoon in his hand, he spread a spoon and put it in his mouth.

“How's it going?”

He stopped chewing for a while. Then I ate another spoon without saying a word.

“You have a good one. ”

It was followed by a quiet meal.

I put the last spoon in my mouth, but I put the spoon down. A clean empty bowl. The face of spring blossomed.

This dish. Really. · ·.

“Delicious, huh?”

It was tasteless.

I wanted to eat it to the end because there might be a delicious corner somewhere, but nothing like that.

Spring, however, was positively accepted when there was no answer from the retainer.

“Wow. Thank you, mister. It's actually the best dish I've ever cooked. ”

“· · · What's the name of the dish? ”

“Well, I haven't decided yet. ”

Somehow I thought so.

There can't be a dish like this in the world.

I looked at the empty bowl and heard it go away.

“I'll do it again next time. ”

*

That's how the bizarre cohabitation of the regent and the dragon began.

Spring surprisingly quickly adapted to the house. I make food, I do dishes. I've been watching TV and reading books, and I've been getting little pots for a day.

It was a pot that felt no energy of life.

“What is this? ”

“The whole house is dull. I think we need something like this. ”

Like the words of Spring, the House of Maintenance resembled him and was completely colourless. dull wallpaper and furniture. Strictly organized bookshelves. Dust-free floor. It was a space for anyone to feel operational if they stayed still.

“Would you like to see it?”

Spring lays its hands on the soil of the pot and closes its eyes for a moment. And as he lifted his hand carefully, a small loaf of bread appeared.

It was the dragon of nature.

In any case, the two stayed together for a few days guarding each other's streets and spaces.

Maintenance was originally speechless and the spring was also quiet, so the two of them did not have much conversation even in the same space.

“I've been there, my lord. ”

In the meantime, he repeated his commute and shared his daily routine with him.

Self-reliance and retention are connected. She closes her eyes for a while and nods.

“You guys are messing with him because he knows what he's doing. ”

There were everyday feelings that ordinary people felt vividly.

An anxious feeling that you may not be able to catch a wanted person. A joyful feeling when you find a little clue. Tough innermost feelings and the team leader's feelings for him.

There were still unfamiliar everyday emotions that were piling up in the minds of the cold-hearted keepers.

“Am I right to step up and help with the investigation? ”

“All right. If you can't find it by the deadline, then go help me. ”

“Got it.”

Taking a moment to reflect on the memories of the self, he recalled a situation similar to this one.

People who live daily here say:

“· · · Well done. ”

This was given to the youngest, who returned after the undercover investigation.

Getting rid of someone.

It's been a long time since I've said that.

“Loyalty to the monarch. ”

But the Godforsaken one asked carefully.

“But can I ask you one thing? ”

He's a retainer, but he doesn't know everything about him.

“What is it?”

“What does this mean for everyday life? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“None of the beings that you've dealt with have ever wished for my daily life. They wanted to use me in a more meaningful place. Like killing someone to kill. sending me to a place where I have to show influence. ”

Here, 'I’ meant the skill itself, rather than the self of the maintenance.

A skill that transcends its limits has its own personality.

“So.”

“But the monarch wants to feel everyday. It's not easy for me to understand what's lacking. ”

I closed my mouth at the words of the Self-Defense. Then I looked away from the window as if I was thinking of something.

“I'm sorry if it was a bad word. ”

“All right. Go in. ”

“Yes.”

After sending his body, he looked out the window for a long time.

Why I need to find my daily routine.

He recalls his last repetition.

That day I was thundering like crazy. It was a rainy day. Looking at the sky, there was a supermassive crack about a 200-kilometre diameter line.

The green dragon, bumped with dirt, hesitates to sit on the bare ground and looks up at the retention.

"Do you want an end like this? ’

It was a cool voice.

He didn't answer.

The sixth time was by far the most intense of his 100 years of repetition.

Maintenance opened a gap in space to become stronger and went to the stadium, where it repeated the war for decades.

And when they came to Earth, they found all the organizations and people that had been a threat to the dragons in their previous lives, and they beat them to death.

A series of fights like every day. All that suffering was only to break the ring of this shitty regression.

I used to. · · · · ·

"Did you want this child to end up like this? Was this the future you were preparing for? ’

The green dragon wails and stares at the keeper. It was an eye full of hatred. She puts her hand on the forehead of the girl who leans on my knee. The girl's skin was cold.

I just thought it would be good to hide it.

A dragon took his own life.

And the memory of the dead dragon was passed on to his family beyond its dimension.

It was a moment when every effort was foaming at once.

Maintenance was unable to do anything in front of such an end.

He stands there and hardens like a statue.

‘You don't know why this kid killed himself, do you? ’

‘ · · · · · ·. ’

I don't know. I'll never know. You never thought of us as creatures. ’

‘ · · · · · ·. ’

‘So now I'll let you know. I don't know what it means to be funny to us. ’

Until then, as I repeated my life, words I had never heard began to come out of the mouth of the Green Dragon.

"Our dragon. It's a living thing for thousands of years. And no forgetfulness. I've lived a long time and experienced everything that beings can go through, and by the time I live a thousand years and become an adult, there's nothing new left. You lose your senses, you lose your senses. ’

‘But we live. I can't feel anything. You have to live for thousands of years without any emotion. Because that's our life. It must be a boring life. But you know what? There's only one fun thing for us like that. ’

‘Those are the experiences that I've been having with humor. When we were still babies. Everything in the world was stranger, new, or scared, and it was fun to know one thing, to empathize with someone's grief, to see injustice, to be angry, to be truly happy with the success of the effort. Those memories back then. Unlike humans, we don't forget that memory. There is no forgetfulness.’

"The adult dragons recall their childhood memories and emotions. And it's forever remembered until the moment of death. For us, that's what it means to be the first. ’

‘But you ruined it all. ’

The Green Dragon did not avoid the gaze of the regent, weeping without bitterness.

Keeping his breath cold. All sorts of emotions started to swing.

He wanted to make excuses for a very long time.

But I couldn't.

He didn't.

‘I won't forget today. Forever.'

When the Green Dragon finished speaking, he began to weep, burying his head in the bosom of the dead.

He was a regent who repeated his life, but after a long time something in his heart twitched. It became a drop of poison and spread through his veins. In the sense that he would collapse if he were there, the regent turned his step and walked without a formality.

He didn't stop for that long.

“Mister.”

It was then. There was a voice that woke him up in the meditation.

It was spring.

“Good night?”

I slowly opened my eyes.

There, the green dragon, who had just cursed him, looked at himself with a bright face.

“I'm sorry if you slept. ”

“I didn't sleep. Why.”

“Here. I bought it because it looked fun, but I don't know how to fit it. Please help me.”

He gives out a cube that blends perfectly.

“Where did you get this? ”

“I've been to a place called Rare. Well, you work there, don't you? ”

“That's right.”

“I played there and bought it. He said it was a souvenir.”

As he said, Rare's logo was painted in the middle of the cube.

I don't know how to fit this either.

I stopped trying to say "Maintenance".

In the memory that the Self brought. There was something the senior said to the junior who took on too difficult a task.

Rejecting, he decided to follow the elder's words in his memory.

“· · · Consider together. ”

“Really?”

“Why."

“It's an unexpected answer. ”

In doing so, he thought about spring and a long time ago and matched the cubes together.

After a few hours.

Darcock!

The cube was balanced.

“That's it."

Spring alternated cubes and retention. With rounded eyes.

I've never seen a face like this in 100 years of seeing a green dragon.

“That good? ”

Spring's eyes were bent like bows.

“Good.”