Monster no Goshujin-sama

54.

You can't just lose someone you care about like this.

Kato Makoto clenched his fist a long time.

It's like crushing despair.

Until now, I've been protected by that guy.

That's why I could stand alone, and I could spin my thoughts for everyone.

But that's not enough right now.

You have to help him on your own.

The girl's thoughts were grinding to the point of danger before the current state of affairs approached the death of a scorching boy in seconds.

Round out possibilities.

Conclude first from a situation that has already been sorted out.

The status quo is blocked.

I don't have one choice.

So if we're going to find a way to live anymore, there's only one thing.

Namely, it was aptitude as one's own metastasizer.

"Why..."

How can I remain helpless?

That was the question she kept thinking about until now, when she continued to grieve over helplessness.

Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of times, I don't even know if I've repeated my doubts.

Now was the time to give the answer.

Come on, I've been getting clues since I got to this place.

What was remembered in the back of my brain was a word called from Kudo Lu.

- You're just like me. Including weakness and ruinous nature. Let me assure you. When you express your abilities, it's bound to be 'terrible'.

- At least, in you right now, waiting is ruin. If you can't express your abilities because that future is horrible, you better not think bad.

What he's saying is partly correct.

Kato Makoto knows his greatest desires from the start.

I don't even bother to think about it.

Because if you know a person named yourself, it's an 'easy-to-understand desire' that others can imagine.

Therefore, the ability that would be expressed is also, in fact, predictable.

That would already be terrible.

As for that, Kudo Lu's argument shoots a target.

But the part where you can't express your abilities because the ruin is horrible is different.

'Cause losing a boy in love is so much scarier.

Even putting it on the scale is ridiculous enough.

So if there was a cause, I could assure you there was something else.

So, what is it?

You still don't want enough......

"... no. No."

Then there's the fact that we're stuck - more than that, if that's the case, Kudo Lu wouldn't have come by for advice.

That boy has a part that looks like himself somewhere.

That's exactly what he said himself...... that fact that he smelled of ruin wouldn't be something to ignore lightly.

So you shouldn't doubt the strength of the hope you have.

You should have more faith in the length of your thoughts on this chest.

Having concluded so, one thought moves forward.

That is, the real thing to think about here is not 'why is it that abilities are not expressed', but 'what is naturally preventing the ability that should be activated'?

That's what I realized, another step.

Make sure you ascend the stairs to the next step, and your understanding will proceed.

"... ah"

He was the one who gave me the tip, beyond the magical footage.

That look of desperate resistance gave her notice.

The antagonism between the "cornerstone of the world" that strikes and the "fog makeshift" that strikes at each other.

Ability of the same kind.

Something to break and something to resist.

The opposite vector's thoughts collide and strike off each other.

I thought the same thing was happening.

Instead of being missing and not activated, it can be activated, but it is put together.

And if there's anything that prevents you from expressing your wishes, it's...

"- Another wish?

If the metastasizer had two heartfelt wishes, what would happen?

Not to mention what if that was denying each other?

Of course, it's too low a possibility to have enough hope to express your abilities.

But that doesn't deny the possibility.

Having a contradictory wish is a strange thing.

But it's also humans who can have contradictions.

If understanding went that far, it wasn't that hard for a wise girl to get to the answer.

"... hehe, hehe"

From the girl's lips, there was zero little laughter.

Harrison, who should have been focused on crushing Takahiro Mashima, realized it, perhaps because his intuition as a fighter felt an imminent danger to him.

"What are you laughing at?

Regardless, he still doesn't notice at this time.

I just feel distracted.

"... no. I feel sorry for myself."

When I put the laugh to rest, Kato Genuine replied.

"Really, pathetic"

At that moment, everyone felt something ominous.

But even Harrison doesn't know why that is.

In fact, it was the helpless girl in front of me, so I couldn't help it.

I don't know the specificity of the things on the inside until they're on the table.

"I have always been protected by seniors. Once broken, it was definitely thanks to my predecessors that I was able to walk out. You couldn't possibly afford to care about someone else, but that person cared about me. I did feel like I touched my predecessor's heart back then."

At last, the girl speaks.

It sounded as if it was a will, I'm sure, not a mistake.

"I moved out in love with my senior. They treated me as one of them. It was like, a dream time. That's why I wanted it."

"... what are you saying"

"I'm talking about a hope I wasn't aware of. I was hoping. I wish this time of dreams would go on forever. I unconsciously thought it had to be because the first place I was given from a senior was a 'protected being'"

Fun days. Funny funny times. Happy moment.

It would be a pretty universal emotion to want everything to remain the same.

She was the same.

Because he had given up everything, what was given to him by the boy became an especially happy and irreplaceable treasure.

I was just happy to be by my side.

I couldn't think of losing it.

So I unconsciously wanted to remain the same.

So much so that it is established as an ability.

But it's over.

The girl was timid, but at the same time a fling.

I knew that in order to unlock this scene and save Takahiro Mashima's crisis, it was necessary to exercise the capabilities that had been held back until now.

I had no hesitation in getting rid of that crease as long as I could see why it had been held back.

... Of course, I felt like staying the same now.

I want to spend my unchanged days near that guy.

Happy days. Warm time.

A distance that does not yet reach your lover but is definitely closer than a close friend.

I'm afraid it's going to change.

Too, horrible.

... but it's more scary to stay helpless and lose someone important.

So let's say goodbye to this wish that was connecting us.

Let's wake up our first wish.

We meet in that mountain hut, fall in love, and unleash here the thought of having a boy in front with the monster.

Even if that means your own ruin.

"Ottomer!"

Harrison screamed because he felt the omen.

It felt like a horrible, enormous amount of magic had swung in the little girl, even for a woman.

The worst sense of crisis ever felt was unleashed as a terminal instruction.

"Slash it!"

Ottomer, who was nearest to Kato Mandarin, gave the order as quickly as it could be fulfilled.

Earlier, I wielded the sword that slashed Eliner.

The tip of the sword buried deep in the girl's shoulder.

But that was out of time.

"Is this feeling...?

Ottomer opened his eyes.

It came from a hand that held the sword, because it felt unusual that I didn't think I had slashed people.

"No, you can't."

Quietly, the girl laughed.

For her, nothing. This wasn't even surprising.

To this extent, you shouldn't even feel itchy.

The intensity of the ability of the metastatic to express is generally proportional to the desired intensity, although it is the direction that varies.

This hope was always in her.

From that moment I fell in love with the boy, I kept wishing.

Thoughts are solicited, they do not fade, they accumulate, they remain.

All the time, all the time.

insanely.

Let us now speak of the hope that we have kept in our hearts.

Because I can assure you that no one will ever lose this thought.

"I want to be a monster"

At that moment, the girl's figure flips.

The first target was Harrison.

A clash sound almost as close to an explosion.

A swinging blow in disregard of the intermission and whether anyone could have recognized it.

"Nah......!?

When I realized, the altar on which Harrison stood had collapsed.

And before the blown debris fell to the ground, a black storm with mass ravaged the space.

"Huh......!?

Ottomer was shocked, flying high into space.

He was closest to his worst enemy.

But because Harrison was attacked first, there was just enough time to notice the anomaly and dodge it.

Driven by a sense of crisis, he jumped behind him, creating a 'angel doll' that would become a wall.

I myself had enough workout to defend myself with a shield.

So all I had to do was' to the extent 'that the momentum was shattered by crushing the three dolls that consolidated my defense while hurting my arm muscles under a shield that I kneaded for my defense, to the edge of the vast room.

But not everyone on the spot was.

The same special forces as Ottomer and the first unit of the Cathedral Knights combined for about fifty.

All are of the highest class knights no less.

In time, 60% of them were indeed desperate in the moments ahead.

Thirty percent of them just didn't die instantly, and they were dying for a few more minutes.

Only the remaining 10% saw it in a state of full-blown creativity that was never safe.

"... what is that?"

Shut up, Ottomer snapped.

There, there stood a miserable thing.

The impression I keep seeing is that it's a black tree stretched out with branches.

But if I looked closely, I realized it was different.

"Monster......?

It was a monster with dark semi-liquid body tissue.

What looked like a branch was a tentacle that grew innumerably.

This was the identity of the thing that was swung down by Harrison with full force and continued to sweep the perimeter endlessly.

"... 'subspecies of slime'?

Ottomer immediately conceived something close in his knowledge.

I could say that I applied it to something I could understand in my common sense.

In fact, they were very similar.

... but it was also certain that it was something similar and non-existent.

The black tentacles are shaking.

Ottomer doesn't want it to feel bad and nasty.

Just watching it made me feel like something important in me was shredding.

Bite your back teeth hard.

"... you think this is that girl?

The groan leaked.

Unusual for a man like a doll from time to time, his voice was trembling.

"What kind of ugly wish would make such an ugly monster"

It's like I don't understand.

Ottomer just scared the crap out of you.

- So he can't even imagine forever.

How did the poor girl become an ugly monster?

If I had known the girl's past, it would have been too easy to understand, and she had even put it in her mouth before.

That was when her journey had just begun.

It was a word in the depths of that tree sea, in a place where it confronted a white spider that still had no name.

- You family members have a lot to say. In retrospect, so did Mr. Lily. Why do you envy me? Though the lawn next door looks blue, don't you think it's too cruel? This is the one who said 'envy'.

- Even you are. There is something within my reach that I will never get, but I do not realize it. Isn't it natural that you want to complain about one of them?

Once Lily had a complex on herself that was an 'ugly monster' and envied Kato Makoto, the same person as the Lord.

But the thought was too cruel if you put it to the side where it could be directed.

Because that 'ugly monster' was what the girl wanted to be.

She couldn't help but be jealous.

That's enough to end up being such a monster.

Still, it can be said that she has been kept a snail as a girl until now, which is almost phenomenal.

It was only if it was Takahiro Mashima and Makoto Kato who were there that such a thing could have happened.

Takahiro Mashima was an honest boy and Makoto Kato was a satiric girl.

In that circumstance, Kato Makoto understood precisely the value of being accepted as a companion by the thinker himself.

Takahiro Mashima was traumatized, but faced a "human" named Kato Makoto.

How could such an imitation of his thoughts be done for no reason?

So even though I envied his family, I didn't think they were jealous.

I was just happy to be by my side.

In fact, even in the otherworlds of "Misty Inn," which makes hope a reality, she was one of the few "who did not change".

The crazy desire to become a monster never vanished, but the happiness of the status quo filled her.

Perhaps if this hadn't happened, she wouldn't have woken up to her power all her life.

Yet the Harrisons pulled it out.

For once, the hope that has been freed is directly linked to power, and its strength prevents it from being tethered.

Just as Takahiro Mashima lost his memory of the world he was in, so did the girl's appearance and the accompanying reason from Kato Shinaka.

Being here is the most powerful monster in the world.

All I remember is the purpose of protecting the boy I fell in love with.

Following that purpose, the monster moved out.

I'm sure the monster will eliminate everything that threatens the boy.

But what is lost instead is huge.

Too, too big.

… what if we could do something about it.

I'm sure it's just one person.