[Reberu] ga Arunara Agerudesho? Mobukyara ni Tensei Shita Ore wa Gēmu Chishiki o Ikashi, Hitasura Re

"Well, you're next."

"Ha, ha, ha."

Keeping his gaze blank, Iris turned to the cypress, leaving Sakurai completely motionless.

"There is someone who is more interested in the target person than I am, and the person is in a better place than I am.There is nothing strange about being jealous of such things.

"Right!

"What are you going to do, you idiot!!

"Ouch!?

As with Sakurai, Hitogaki was slightly hit hard on the head, and tears appeared on the corner of his eyes, along with the pain of being delayed.

Iris's stick is a special tool that directly impacts his soul, and not many people are accustomed to the pain of the soul, no matter how accustomed to the pain of trauma.

"'I want to be made special by people I admire, and I want to be the person I love the most.Why is he trying to do that every day?'... there's nothing strange about feeling that way, and you can't help thinking that you can't forgive me.However, I am stunned that the flame of jealousy is directed against others!What you're doing is like painting your sword and the Master who taught you the sword!?

"Well, that's not true!

"Is your sword meant to kill someone you don't like?Is that how your mentor got his name?

Iris' inquiry was filled with words.

"Kensei" I don't think that Shoichiro Sakane has ever waved his sword because of his personal feelings, and so on.

However, as she is right, the sword of "Kensei" has not slashed and killed those who do not like it, and it is praised as "Kensei" because it has saved people from the threat of monsters.

Hitogaki also aspired to "Kensei" because he was saved by the sword.Because it was such a sword, that flash was still engraved in my heart.

"Then what should I have done!?Sakurai's... every time I look at his sword, I'm going crazy!I can't stand it!

"Then don't train without getting tantrums, you idiot!!

Iris poked her head the strongest she had ever done!"[]/(v5k, vi) (uk) to slap/to slap/"

The cypress that crushed the tip of the rising flame of jealousy silences with a bitter, crushed look.

Iris looked at it and sighed a little, and now he talked with a speech-like voice.

"May I, Mr. Hitogaki?As I realized in my conversation with him, he put all of it into training, except for sleeping and eating.Whether you're getting a family reunion, laughing with friends, or studying hard.From that state of affairs, it was so rich that when I realized what was going on, it was no longer "that way".The time spent physically on the sword is different. "

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"I don't want to talk about this in front of him... but I'm sure he's worse than you in terms of talent.I'm finally standing in the same place as you after cutting everything down and pouring it all into training.The more you acknowledge and praise that effort, the more you eliminate it... Of course he's going to be furious, isn't he?I mean, there's no reason not to be angry when you take away the sword from your master irrationally.Do you think you can understand that feeling well because you are me?

"Wow, I... I..."

"Are you one of them?Is he your brother?Aren't you supposed to be taught, not attacked?The only two disciples who inherited Master's sword will kill each other and cut off their swords from the world.Nobody wants that, I think. "

That said, Iris flexed and smiled with a gaze from the cypress.

The smile is soft and warm, but the words pointing at him are heavy and stretching to his heart.Because it is a cypress that can be said to be common sense if "Kensei" is not involved, you can clearly understand and omit what you are saying and your own fault.

One who remains stunned, one who leans down and silences.

Iris taps his hands slightly to draw the attention of both of them and goes into the final wrap.

"First of all, this case will be handled with strict attention and a week-long ban on entry to the Tower.I'll have you spend the day tomorrow in a separate reflection room.Make sure you look back at yourself all day and discuss it well.If there's anything I can do, you can call Iris Nibbleheim and I'll be on my way.That's it, right?

That's what she tells me to finish her story.

And while looking at the backs of the two people who were waiting to be taken to a different place, and recalling their "enthusiasm".

"The owner of so much 'enthusiasm', you have to watch it not to fall in a strange direction...."

I couldn't leave him alone, so I sighed a little while complaining.