Love Letter From The Future

7. Jealousy is my strength (57)

The sky where the Milky Way stretched out was calm.

Even the moonlight couldn’t boast of its splendid figure in front of the silvery river. Fragments of the collapsed barrier flew like pollen.

It was a fantastic sight.

Even a wedding to decide on a life partner couldn’t be more luxurious. At some point, the place where the two men and women were standing was in a clearing in the forest, around the time the moon and stars became guests and quietly looked down at the ground.

The man’s golden eyes, which had been looking backwards, turned to the front.

It was an attitude that did not bury even a handful of lingering feelings.

Even though the girl’s slender hands were grabbing the crotch of his pants, he took a step without hesitation. It seemed that he could shake off any weak grip.

However, there was one variable that he could not bear to calculate.

It was that the girl who was holding the man was also not an easygoing person.

mess.

The girl gasped for breath, but did not loosen her grip on the crotch of her pants. Even though he had to suffer the humiliation of being dragged across the ground because of that.

In the end, it was the man who expressed his surrender first.

He sighed annoyedly, and cast his gaze behind his back once more.

As if in response, the girl also raised her head. Only then did the girl’s blue eyes, which had been hidden by the brim of the cone-shaped hat, come into view.

A pupil that emits a brilliant light even between the curtains of the night.

It was a hardened gaze.

“You, Ian right?”

“What are you talking about… … .”

“That’s the Ian I knew. I am Elsie Rainella… Do you know how to recognize your first love?”

Attempts to escape were immediately thwarted.

Hearing the girl’s strong conviction, the man shut his mouth.

Looking back, it was always like this.

No matter what lies I try, no matter how hard I try to hide my heart.

The girl noticed like a ghost and questioned the man’s sincerity mercilessly.

Isn’t that a really odd story?

It was a memory from long ago.

The Great Forest was burned, and precious people lost their lives. It was a tragedy that has been repeated many times since then.

A scab sits on a wound that has been left unattended for a long time.

It was the same with the wound on his chest. It’s been a long time since I’ve become a scar, and I don’t even feel pain anymore.

But now, to bring back memories of the purest days.

The man tried to take another step, but finally stopped and closed his eyes tightly.

“… … stop it.”

It was a callous tone.

The timbre and dry speech that did not reveal even the fragments of emotion were sharp.

It was a response that deserved to be hurt.

Even so, the girl’s eyes did not break.

“no.”

“No matter what, my heart won’t change.”

He was a man who was always polite.

But not anymore. His cold comment contained several meanings.

Reasons that are never positive.

“It’s already over… What’s the use of wasting more time now?”

“Because I Love You.”

It was a plain confession.

However, that short word erased the countless number of refutations the man was considering.

Elsie’s gaze was still simple.

“Because I like you, because I want to see you one more time… I would like to share one last conversation. Can’t you do that?”

“… … in the far future.”

With a slightly softened tone, the man let out a disturbed breath for a moment.

“In the distant future, when everything is over… at that time.”

That was the ultimatum.

The man started walking again. It was such a tough attitude that it didn’t stop even when the girl dragged herself to the ground and moaned as she became covered in dirt.

It was the same even if Elsie’s body rattled and her skin was torn as she tripped on the stone beak.

However, the girl still did not loosen her grip. On the contrary, it was to the point of suppressing moaning and even shouting.

“Why why… Not now?!”

“Because there are more important things.”

Even if it wasn’t, it was a body that was in the middle of the day.

No matter how much I endured and endured, there was a limit. Elsie struggled desperately and grabbed the man’s crotch, but her trembling arms signaled the end.

The man said without stopping.

“… … I don’t have much time left.”

“Me too, me too… … !”

It was then that the girl’s index finger, which was holding onto the hem of the man’s trousers, fell off.

I tried to stretch out my arms, but my body wouldn’t listen.

A moron that went so far as to be pitiful.

She was a woman who had lived as a high-ranking aristocrat all her life. How many times had she, who lived tightly together with pride and arrogance, fought so desperately like this?

He was not a man who would not know this.

So he couldn’t take the last step right away.

Letting out a painful breath for the first time, the man turned his back.

hee hee hee hee

The eyes of the girl who let out a rough breath were hazy. It meant that he was on the verge of losing consciousness.

That’s right.

It was a body that had already been almost crushed to death between the collapsing barriers. I squeezed out the last bit of strength, but it was literally ‘the last’.

After exhausting all energy, I have no choice but to pass out.

A reverberation of unknown emotions passed between the eyes of the man who quietly knelt down and looked down at the girl. Eventually, hesitatingly, a hand stretched out toward the girl.

I couldn’t reach it in the end.

It was because the man retrieved his hand before he even flinched.

I only spit out the confession that I pressed hard.

“I am not the me the sister-in-law already knew… sorry.”

Finally, the man hurriedly got up.

As if she was afraid that she might catch her again.

However, before she had even taken a few steps, the girl squeezed out her lungs and left a last resort.

“… … so what!”

It was a scream, rather a voice closer to a scream.

The girl’s pupils were already blurry and could not perform their function. But I would have known it intuitively.

The fact that the man’s gait suddenly stopped.

Because the girl knew everything about the man.

“Because you changed, what? Then did you think I would quietly give up? Don’t give a damn… I don’t care what you say!”

The voice, which had been trembling, calmed down and calmed down.

The sound of snapping and grinding teeth represented the girl’s will.

“I am Elsie Rainella! never give up… never miss it! Let’s see, just like you did… Me too, never give up… … !”

Limitations always come when you don’t want them to.

So was the girl. Perhaps because her body was exhausted, she could not overcome the weight of her eyelids.

A body that fell flat on the ground.

Even so, the man couldn’t find a way to leave for a while.

He finally turned his head with a wry smile. It’s useless. I’ve already heard it a few times.

The prank was over.

The kid kept refusing to get his body back, but even that had a limit. In the end, two conditions were necessary for the man to function in this world.

First, the original owner must faint.

Second, the man’s consciousness should remain here.

For now, it was a yard that neither of them were satisfied with. The man was desperate to go back and rest.

Because I’ve been through so many fights already.

Yes, it was right to fall like this.

If it hadn’t been for an unexpected intruder.

Cuck, do it.

The man didn’t even look away. It was just that a sword soaring like a ghost was blocking my front.

With a crackling sound, the flames formed a hemisphere and seeped into the interior. The man’s curious eyes turned to the front.

there’s nothing.

So it was even more bizarre.

My whole body was crying out. The sword is in front of my eyes, and the sword is aiming at this body.

But there is not a single shadow cast on the pyre’s retina.

The man tilted his head, then finally.

Lightning splits the world.

A horizontal line connected the end to end of the field of view. A hallucination in which objects in the whole world are divided into upper and lower parts.

The border was cracked.

A doll rises above the man’s retina.

“Now, now you have appeared… Little boy!”

Dark blue hair, blue eyes.

It was a girl who looked like she was in her mid-teens.

So, as a man, he had no choice but to put on a puzzled expression. I’ve met many people so far, but the one-time master was the only person with these external characteristics.

Not to mention blocking my blows.

The man laughed and tried to shake off the girl, but soon had to face surprising results.

Doesn’t fall.

The sword coiled around like a snake, and the girl was still smiling in front of the man. It smelled of excitement stronger than the venomous snakes of the Great Grove.

Eventually, the man chose to keep his mouth shut.

Indifferent golden eyes scanned the surroundings. A sigh of disbelief leaked out from the corner of his mouth as he looked up and down and left and right.

the whole world is a sword

The inhalation and exhalation, the wind that brushes the skin, even the moonlight and starlight that disturbs one’s vision.

In the end, the man had no choice but to let out a voice filled with suspicion.

“… … Are you, by any chance, a ‘swordsmith’?”

“Then who would it be… Hey!”

Before long, with a bang, the air from all over the world became a blade and attacked the man.

Within a few seconds, all the blades exploded, revealing a new type of man.

With a very miserable expression on his face.

Before he knew it, a girl with a lovely appearance was standing in front of the man, and the man thought to himself.

Wouldn’t it be right for the world to perish at this point?

His voice as he sighed was particularly pathetic.

**

collapsing world.

never experienced it once. Remaining in the unconscious space, even if forced, was the same as drifting in the man’s memory.

A jumble of jumbled self-talk scratches your ears.

Even in the midst of that, there was a sound that the man couldn’t have heard.

There was no evidence. I just had a strange conviction that it seemed so.

It was the voice of a woman who was somewhere familiar, sobbing.

I had arrived in front of him inadvertently.

And saw.

A girl with a cone hat who shuts herself in a prison and cries.

“……Senior Elsie.”

At that single word I blurted out, blue eyes full of tears met me.

With a face I’ve never seen