Maouyome

51 Princess Suzuki

"Before Suzumori and Kensei"

There used to be a martial artist named Zen somewhere.

Zen lived in the sword and defeated many demons using the sword path as the ultimate, until finally he was called Kensei, but he still lived every day without the ultimate path and continued to build himself.

That's what happened one day.

One man came to Zen for help. Said he wanted Zen to get rid of it because a horrible ghost had arrived in this country.

When Zen took on the ghost exorcism in two replies, he put it right up to the town where the ghost lived. Because it was a great opportunity to try the arms of my forged sword.

But the ghost was lost in people's lives and could not be easily found. Zen gave me a way on the bridge out of hunger and fatigue, and I sat down.

How long have you been doing that? After a while, there were those who spoke to the relaxing and sleeping Zen.

"What happened in a place like this?

When Zen looks up, the mother and daughter, who look beautiful like they've never seen before, are worried about Zen's condition.

"No, I'm a little tired. I sat back and it seemed like I was more exhausted than I thought I was, and I seemed to get more relaxed. Worry, it hurts."

"That was tough. But in places like this, your body is also handicapped. It's a barn, but there's my house right next door, so why don't you take a break for a while"

Zen bowed his head to the mother and daughter's offer.

I was suspicious of inviting strangers into the house, but Zen had seen from the first glance that this mother and daughter were not human.

─ ─ Now it must be the ghost of the matter.

Zen tried riding herself on a ghost invitation.

Zen on the house had a small evening meal together. I was going to pull out my sword on the spot if I showed any strange moves, but I didn't see any such bare gestures on my mother and daughter.

On the contrary, Zen had even begun to remember some distracted thoughts about her daughter and the two friendly men who admired her mother.

Zen, completely unwilling to fight, tried to beg her mother and daughter to leave early, but her mother called Zen off like that.

"Kensei. Didn't you come here to slay your concubine?"

Unlike the gentle voice she had just heard, Zen stopped and looked back.

"If it was a ghost, I was going to kill it. But I don't have a reason to kill anyone who's my mother. I would appreciate it if you would leave this country as soon as possible.... It's a treat."

When Zen wrapped some kind of gold coin from his nostalgia, he gave it to his mother and daughter and left the spot behind.

Back in his own home, Zen can now dawn into an even tougher workout as if to dispel strays.

─ ─ I missed the ghost.

Zen was confused by the stray he was born into.

regrets for missing out on ghosts;

That's good for your own mind.

But then a while later, I received news that I never thought I would.

They find a woman who eats and kills a man in the middle of the night, and they say they're hunting him down all over town.

Zen ran out with a katana and a knife.

Zen took a breath of the sight as he entered the town and reached over the bridge, the bridge over the river that separates the residential from the slum.

The wreckage of men rolling over the bridge in bloody blood.

One bitch standing in the middle of it.

White skin as clear as a white magnet floating in a blurry light in the night darkness and beautiful white hair as fine silk in the night breeze. It seemed as if the two narrow horns, as if piercing the heavens, showed their altitude.

Beautiful and horrible ghost, so unlike anyone in this world.

That's what you really look like in front of Suzumori.

In front of Suzumori, I pointed my red ball eyes at Zen.

"Draw out the sword, O Kensei, and be slain by your concubine. Let me pierce that heart, by the way."

"In front of Suzumori. Stop this. No more killing people!

"Still such bullshit after this. Kensei. Pull that sword out.

"Stop it! You must be my mother. Ugh! Think of my daughter! Don't let me kill you!

"You have to be a ghost because you are my mother!

Your Suzumori took a swing of spear out of the hollow.

Kensei also pulls out his sword and slashes and knots each other.

Suzumori is also in front of Suzumori while Kensei Zen is in charge.

The battle went even more intense without the blade reaching each other.

Zen cuts off the spear in front of Suzumori, but when he punches in, he is blinded by its beauty and unable to slash it.

─ ─ Glare because you can see it together.

Zen closed both eyes in front of Suzumori.

In front of Suzumori, who Zen assumed was ready to observe, he pounded his heart with a spear tip.

But Zen watched with his mind's eyes, even with his eyes closed.

Zen shrugged away the sharp poke, cutting off its tip and slashing and lying in front of Suzumori with a blade to return.

At Zen's feet, where the venue was quiet and his eyes slowly opened, lay Suzumori, who remained beautiful even though he was dead.

─ ─ If I hadn't slashed him, he would have killed me. But I didn't want to kill him.

As Zen turned her gaze across the bridge, deep into the dark, a beautiful girl (a straw) stared at Zen in the dark.

"Ghosts don't have swords to slay girls even if they do"

Zen gave the girl the other knife, which ended without pulling out.

Princess Suzuki, a daughter with the beauty of a mother concession.

This girl will eventually become a horrible ghost, too, if she is long. You have to kill it within the present.

But I wasn't willing to do that to Zen.

"I'll give you that knife. Even if he fought his mother's revenge, he would have been free to open his own path to life. Whatever you want."

Zen sat down on the spot and closed his eyes.

That was just where the mother and daughter in front of Suzumori first spoke.

Some time later, Princess Suzusha disappeared into the darkness at night, along with a wave of a small machete.

Zen elevated the name of Kensei more, and softly followed the scene.

~ "Excerpt from Alistair Gaga Collection" ~

"Princess Suzuki, right?... alive, you were there.... Good."

"... Virgin Mariel. offensive. The next time you call that name, I'll kill you."

"Oh...... Right. I'm sorry."

The pressing air flows between us.

The Virgin with a slightly bewildered feeling and a lean shade bearing some dos black shadows.

Huh? That? Hey, what's up?

Why are you in such a situation?

Why would you do that?

"I'm not going to pry deep. I just had a few thoughts about you before I got here. I never thought I'd see you like this, but now, yes, I'm glad you survived. That's all I wanted to say."

"... the Virgin has not even told me to worry. Extra help."

"Yes,... right. Exactly. overlapping, sorry."

It's a lean shade that's not originally a good person for affection, is it? Was it my daughter who relegated herself so far to the first person I met?

No, she was a killer daughter. Speaking of which.

I remember getting mad early when I met him, too.

And I wonder what this shitty air is.

"... hey Bel Adne. Is it possible that Lean Shade and the Virgin know each other or something?

"Wow, I don't know."

"Right,... Belle Adone, fan. Fan's off."

Follow with your elbows to make them notice.

Well, not now. Not now.

He seems to care.

Because of this, I could return the hidden fan.

"Aww!?...... hmm. Koho. I don't know if you know her, but if she's a celebrity like Leanscheid, it's not weird for the Virgin to know."

You sorry little girl.

I don't know if it's too relaxing.

"Are you a celebrity? Lean Shade."

"When it comes to Princess Suzumori, your daughter, Suzumori, she's in the mood.... You don't know?

"... Huh? In front of Suzumori?...... Ah, uh!

That's it! In front of Suzumori?

If you think Princess Suzumori is a name you've heard of somewhere, she's the daughter of Suzumori in front of you and in front of Kensei! That's right!

What,...? Lean Shade is Princess Suzuki?

Lean Shade's mother is in front of Suzumori!?

Seriously!?

"That was... a true story"

"Even if it's a true story, it doesn't matter if it's true or not. Something too convenient for Kensei."

In front of Suzumori and speaking of Kensei, it is the village festival that reminds me.

"I know that story well. I've played the role of Suzumori before at the Village Festival."

"... you played an unpleasant role. And Lady Lefia."

Lean Shade gives a sarcastic look.

Hey, that face, that's what makes it look good, but it doesn't look good on Leanshade.

First, something that wasn't an unpleasant role.

"Didn't you hate it? I slapped the bat and the boys around me, and the moment Maori, the sword saint, meditated on my eyes, I ignored the script and slapped him."

""... what?

"... what will your predecessor do when he defeats the role of Kensei?"

Something has become a Kyoton for everyone.

Because hey...... it's just boring to be hit.

"I won't do anything about it. Did you put your hands together with your sister as Suzuki to give her a winning name?" I closed my eyes in the middle of a battle, Kensei is bad! 'Cause when I said it, they all complimented me, didn't they?

Was Maori the only one with tears in her eyes and persistent in her roots forever?... he's a feminine guy.

"Well, I say there are all kinds of variations, can we talk about how your Suzumori wins and ends?

"Kuck, heh.... I knew you were no match for Master Lefia."

Oh, unusual.

Lean Shade is laughing.

"I thought the people in the story were always losing.... Something happened that didn't happen. The Maori must have been surprised. It seems to come to my attention."

"Hmm?... Maori?

Lean Shade even laughed at him, Maori.

I think Bel Adone had a slight reaction to Maori's name, but... what's up?

"I was just born with that name and have lost too much.... So I don't really want to be called by that name. Virgin, I'm sorry. It's my eight."

"No... I was a detour, too, without even thinking about your circumstances, I'm sorry"

"I now call myself Lean Shade"

"Okay, Mr. Leanshade. Again, thank you for your help. That was really helpful."

The two beautiful women smiled.

All right, that's soothing. I'm fully aware that it's not if it's soothing, but there's nothing I can do to make it giddy. That would be some better this way.

Maori, I don't know where or what you're doing right now, but thanks to you, the beauty has soothed. Thanks.

"It's Mariel the Virgin. I have a message for you."

"To me, is it? … what is it"

"I know how you feel, but don't get up to it. From those who acted with you. I was trying to get into the dead to help you, so I knocked you out. Instead, they promised to take you safely to the camp, but they said," How are you doing? I'll wait for you at the camp. "

... Was there someone with you? You were rambling me out or something. Well, there's no choice in the circumstances. But the Virgin is also a little more forthright in the barbaric Adolphus story.

Be nice to women, you sturdy bastard.

... then Adolphus and Leanshade are brothers and sisters, right? I don't think Adolphas came out of the story.

……

... Is that it?

"It is...... Thank you for taking the time."

"Don't worry. At least I'm not letting you die alone in the labyrinth. Because it's ridiculous to dare increase the number of victims."

"I'll have my feet ready for now, so let's leave this place"

Lean Shade said, pulling two hairs out a little and releasing them at his fingertips.... hair?

The white hair, falling in the wind, swelled as she looked around, turning into two big wolves.

Ooh. Illusion!

"It's a phantom beast by ceremonial art. Don't worry, they won't attack you suddenly."

"Wow, dude! Cool. No, no, no, no!

"... Oh, thank you"

I praised it and it lit up. Lean shade. Seriously, it's itchy.

Leanscheid and Adolphus crossed into each of the two wolves, and me and Bel Adoneh rode into Adolphus, and the Virgin into Leanscheid.

"Are you sure? Lean Shade."

"I was wondering if I still have less stimulation for humans than you. If you show up with the Virgin, that's going to panic the brave camp."

"... that's true."

"It's okay. is certainly a human who killed Master Ha, but Master Lefia who saved me is also a human being.... I've stopped hating you just because you're human. So don't worry. Dear Sir."

"... ok. Take care and go."

"Yes."

I think I said something that bothered me.

Right...... Speaking of which, right?

You've been having a lot of trouble being a lean shade.

How did Leanscheid feel about seeing Gingi in the tavern? Maybe that, too, was manifested in his attitude towards Mr. Gingi.

Too late to notice,... sorry.

"Mr. Lefia!

The Virgin looks back at me.

Looks like you're waiting for a response from me, not to say anything. Everyone around me seems to be waiting for my response.

Yeah. I should be clear here.

Because the Virgin clearly told me that she had come to help me. It's polite to answer that properly, isn't it?

"The Virgin. Thank you so much for coming to help me like this. I never dreamed you could come to the Virgin. I was so happy that I couldn't put it into words.... but we can't do it together"

I guess I was somehow guessing my response.

The Virgin stares at me without saying anything.

"I have not yet replied to the Demon King. I'm not going back like this, and I've made some dear friends over here. I was forced to bring him here, but I want to stay here, of my own free will, now. I apologize for saying so. But that's how I feel right now."

"... ok. There was a lot going on, wasn't there? Looking at you now, somehow, I thought I'd say that."

The Virgin nodded gently to me.

Yeah. The Virgin is a real angel, too.

It's important that Bel Adone show you the type that illuminated her for some reason, but don't worry, it's not you.

"I don't have time right now, but when I calm down, I'll be sure to go give a proper explanation. I'm sorry, Virgin."

"No, don't apologize.... Right. I would love to talk to you again, slowly. Keep this situation in mind, when you calm down, be sure."

"Ha!"

As the Virgin nodded and returned to her posture, Leanscheid manipulated the wolf to run through the sky.

Yeah. Always.

……

... hey. This wolf, flying?

"We're coming too."