Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Best failures.

Too sweet.

What those representations tell the story - miscalculation, I thought.

Although the original aim was achieved, it had to be regarded as a failure by some unexpected miscalculation.

I get that impression.

I don't know what a miscalculation was.

I don't know.

I don't like the way you call it a failure.

What do you think of a person who has been stuck with words about a failure?

I was originally like a "failure" myself.

Sometimes I was uttered a heartless word.

So that's - that's a hard thing.

"From the people who built the orphanage in End of Life, we're a failure. So well... I guess so"

What is engraved on her expression.

That's an outlook that goes beyond giving up.

"Besides, I originally felt I was even floating in the Sixth House... and as a being, I guess I'm somewhere wrong. I feel it all the time when I come to this school. I'm... I'm just a foreign body here."

Foreign body.

Some of the words Lokia had just released to me included that word.

"I don't have a place."

Mr. Currier's mouth looses in loneliness.

But it was the wind she hadn't realized it was a lonely grin.

"So when I heard where she was from the noise..."

"He's gone, he won't, right?

When you're done looking for noise.

Wouldn't she lose the point of remaining in this school?

Born anxiety swells endlessly.

My chest fills with anxiety.

"Crohiko......?

One day.

In the absence of Mr. Currier.

I don't even look at the school.

I ran out of luggage in my quarters.

I'm not looking anywhere.

The writing is still there.

It seems possible...... I got anxious.

"You don't suddenly disappear from before me, do you?

Now it was my turn to ask.

Mr. Currier does not answer.

The mouth seemed - wandering looking for answers.

That's why I...

"What do I make without?

"What?

"Mr. Currier's, where are you?"

"You make it?

"If you don't have a place, I'll make it... no, right?

If you have no place, you can make it.

"Well, can't you?

The feeling that you are foreign.

That's also what I feel.

Derived from that foreign sense is - a sense of loneliness.

When he returned it to me.

I feel very lonely in a way.

One thin invisible wall exists between people living in this world.

Such a feeling.

If she's ever tasted a similar sensation.

Create a bitter laugh.

"If Currier remembers foreign objects... they must be similar to each other, us."

The lights are starting to light up a bit.

"So I wondered if I could be a place to share that feeling."

"Oh, speaking of which, you weren't from this country."

…………

"Crohiko?"

"Actually, no."

"No? What the hell?

I laughed bitterly,

"I've been quiet for a long time, but I'm actually not from the East."

I said.

"On the other hand, you're not from this continent, are you?"

"Really?"

"Farther away...... maybe from where no one from this continent has ever been, I'm here. The history is... complicated when we talk."

"... I see. I was good at it. Sometimes I felt like I couldn't get used to hearing the mixing... was that what happened?"

"So... I was wondering if I knew what it was like to be foreign."

Hung, and Mr. Currier break his mouth.

"You're a sweet one, after all."

There was a temporary silence.

"Oh, you know, Mr. Currier"

"Hmm?"

"People... I think they can change."

I only spit to moisten my thirsty throat.

"Also, of course, I don't think it's going to change that soon. But if I'm trying to change, I'm sure I can change someday... that's what I'm thinking... so even if I don't have to assume that I don't have a place, if I keep trying to change, I'm sure I can..."

Mr. Currier looked at his hand emotionally.

"People change, or..."

"Sorry...... something looks great"

Huh.

Am I the limit around here?

More like this, I wish I could say it as cool as the main character in the boy comic strip.

"Okay. I'll be sure to say no to you before I go."

"Huh?"

I looked up at Mr. Currier's words as he was drooling with disappointment.

"I don't shut up anymore, I don't"

"Mr. Currier......"

"Be sure, I will"

I'm glad you said that.

But.

The words, at the same time,

He was telling me in the dark that he would leave this school when he finished his purpose.

Look up at the ceiling as you fall asleep in bed.

"I wonder what's going on"

Mumble to no one.

The time is late at night.

Mr. Currier has already returned to his quarters.

I'm alone in the room.

After that, I took a bath after I had dinner that Mia had prepared for me.

Is that so?

After I got out of the bathroom, I realized that the water I was soaking was the water that Mr. Currier was in.

And I also noticed that the bath towel that was neatly folded in the cage was after her use.

Would it be acceptable to use that bath towel?

…………

In the end, the bath towel brought something new.

Yeah.

It is at times like this that gentleman reason should not be forgotten.

There is a line that a man must not cross.

So, I went up from the bath and back to my room, and I fell asleep on the bed and looked at the ceiling blurry.

"I don't know if I have a good hand."

Currier Verstein.

I want to stay in school with her and graduate with her if I can.

But I don't have enough power right now.

I can't be 'cause' enough to keep her in this school.

My wish just now.

It didn't arrive completely.

I want you to stay.

The feeling seemed to have been conveyed......

How could she possibly think of staying in school?

…………

Hopefully the noise won't catch forever?

No.

That's not true.

It's wrong of her not to do what she wants, to do what I want.

So I'm not going to spare Mr. Currier any help in fulfilling his wishes.

The problem was that Mr. Currier, who caught the noise, served his first purpose, after that.

If Mr. Currier leaves the Renault Thread to find him...

…………

Will I follow her then too and leave this school?

I don't know.

"First of all, catching noise is a prerequisite"

Noise Death.

A person from the Sixth Chamber whose purpose is still uncertain.

Instead, I was thinking of asking Mr. Currier today... but that wasn't the atmosphere I had earlier.

Besides, Mr. Currier said he didn't want me involved if he could.

So maybe you won't tell me more.

So... it's faster to meet and hear about Rokia, who seems to be out of school with an outgoing bump.

Reminds me of that grappling man's face.

Lokia, huh?

He said something like he wanted me, but what was that, too?

"Temehe could be the best evil if he goes the wrong way"

…………

The best evil, I don't care what they say.

I think Hibigami is better nourished when I say that...

Hibigami - yes.

I have to think about fighting him.

I think I'm stronger than before.

Even in the battle with the giants, we gained a feeling that we were getting stronger.

But perhaps the most realistic element is that I have come to feel 'that feeling' - 'the beast' farther away than before.

Hi that 'beast' is when I get stuck cutting feathers in battle...... I feel like showing up when I feel like a pinch.

Am I attracted to the sense of crisis that arises in me?

It was always a time when I couldn't afford 'Beast' to come closer to consciousness now that I thought of it.

Therefore, in the Blue Goblin Battle, I had difficulty keeping consciousness firmly in place so that it would not be included only in consciousness.

That is hardly necessary in the battle against the giants.

I guess that means - I didn't feel like I was a threat to the giants.

That's why I'm getting stronger.

It's getting stronger.

but the stronger - I still feel hibigami farther away.

How can I beat that guy?

I plan on getting Currier to work out for the moment......

What do I do next?

…………

I knew we'd have to go after them and think about it.

…………

Currier Verstein.

Noise Death.

Lokia.

Hibigami.

People from the Sixth House.

When I first spoke to Mr. Makina, I never expected him to be so involved.

Will I continue to engage with them?

I wish I could continue to be involved with Mr. Currier...

While I was thinking about that,

I fell asleep.

Nothing, two days have passed.

The Holy Ruins are still being sealed off.

If the blockade continues as it is, the impact on the assessment of the Little Sacred Place at the end of the semester is inevitable.

So some of the school operators have come up with a proposal to use the results of the in-school tournament where students compete for strength as a substitute for the Holy Monument attack.

Then it would certainly be easier to give an assessment because the ranking would come out clearly.

Nevertheless, it was not decided that the Holy Ruins would continue to be sealed off.

What happens in the future seems like we'll have to wait for movement on the part of the school.

All I can do is work hard elsewhere for no holy ruin attack.

I had the same days as usual.

At best, when meeting with Currier in battle class, is there always more and more to the mood?

Anyway, now I just have to use her help to get stronger.

I guess it's because I know I'll be fighting Hibigami in the future, she also took the archery even more seriously than before.

I don't see any particular change in that Mr. Currier either.

For another two days, Lokia never came into contact.

I don't even see him in school.

I think he's somewhere.

I'm sure they're gathering information to find noise.

Both lunches were held in the dining room by me, Mr. Currier, Mr. Cecily, Mr. Sieg and Mr. Hilgis.

This is not to say that there are arrangements, although it feels frank that only those who can gather and eat appropriately.

Alternating with Mr. Currier and Mr. Cecily, as before, that no longer means.

Then it's Mr. Ira, but apparently he made up with the superior classmates who used to be in the offensive squad.

Apparently the upper classmates forced me to get back together with an apology.

Nevertheless, it was the upper classmates who cut the edge on their own.

A little wormless... Still, I thought it seemed like a good Ira for people around accepting the restoration.

In the dining room, the sights of Ira and Ray surrounding the table with their superiors come to my attention.

After school, he spent most of his time getting mixed up in the archery of Mr. Currier and Mr. Cecily.

However, after some time, they shrugged up the sword archery.

After a while, the two of us will go home first.

Besides, it's atmospheric, and I don't know what to do.

When I felt shabby, I went home and was interested in a conversation with Mia that I didn't love after doing something bare and image-training on my own for a while the past two days.

And because of that, I finally decided to have a little massage taught as well.

It was polite instruction while sharing practices.

I got her massage and got a little nasty.

Consciousness.

Of course, it feels too good.

Mr. Mia, it was amazing.

I thought.

If you get this Mia direct massage and add your knowledge of foot bumps there...... I wonder if this is the strongest.

Maybe I was moving on to a new stage.

Right.

Let's ask Mr. Currier or Mr. Cecily to let us test this power when we go to the Sheeras bathroom.

If you don't learn in practice, you won't grow.

So, another day.

After class, I stood alongside Mr. Makina in front of the main entrance.

"Hmm, noise dies, hey"

Under the blue sky, Mr. Machina does his hand on his chin and thinks.

"If the giant noise of the example is the work of that person, you certainly can't leave him alone."

I told Mr. Makina about the noise hunt when I was out of time earlier.

Though I sorted the contents of the communication myself.

"Just..."

Mr. Machina opened his mouth as his hair swept in the wind.

"I can't actively cooperate at the moment. I mean, that Lokia can't act in the interest of people."

"You must be in a bad position."

Acts such as passing a list of students, for example, would be strict in the position of school director.

Besides,

"There will be a problem with the credibility of a person named Lokia."

"That's a good guess. Ma, that's the thing. Because I've never met and talked to a man named Lokia, and I can't deny the possibility that Currier is being used for the good of that man. I knew I'd be a member of the Sixth House."

I guess the human being in the Sixth Chamber is not a good opponent to forgive easily just because Mr. Currier is special.

Her judgment can't be wrong.

"But now, are you glad to reveal that to me?

Mr. Machina has confirmed, caring not to turn on his skirt due to a strong blowing wind.

"Instead, Mr. Currier himself told me to tell Mr. Makina,"

"Yes... well, I can't cooperate, but I'll also miss out on that Lokia guy's behavior. Besides... now that I know what the guy in the holding room is for, I've got one less job to do."

Hearing about Gozt seemed to make the case for "The Man in the Escaped Detention Room," which was one of Mr. Makina's tasks, a paragraph.

…………

Probably because I got one less job.

Mr. Makina, it was as if he was full of joy without even trying to hide it.

I find it unusual to put so much joy on the table.

I feel responsible and I do my job perfectly, but you really don't like the job itself this guy......

"So, when I get rid of the situation hearing about Hibigami today,"

We looked down a gentle slope from the main entrance of the school.

That's right.

Today was the day for me and Mr. Currier to be asked about the situation by the Knights of the Holy Tree.

So, now I'm just waiting for the arrival of the Knights of the Holy Tree members who come to hear it.

"Sorry, I'm late"

"Ah, Mr. Currier"

After a while, Mr. Currier arrived.

After class, she was getting caught by Mr. Cecily and talking about something.

On the other hand, I didn't have anything to do, so I was here first...

Nevertheless.

Mr. Currier and Mr. Cecily these days.

Sometimes the conversation doesn't have the atmosphere I get mixed up in.

I wonder what it is.

Recently I have felt the distance between Mr. Cecily and Mr. Currier.

As a matter of fact, I feel like I've had more conversations with Sieg and Ira over the last two days than they have.

No way those two......

You never started dating, did you?

Yu, you went into a lily world or something...?

Mmmm......

If so... what the hell am I supposed to do?

Should I bless you both?

Peek into the sides of this one and Mr. Currier.

Oh, my God, they missed my gaze at first!

Huh?

Is that it?

Hey, isn't it your fault?

Whatever the lilies are, I... am I avoided?

Was I the only one who thought it was the same routine as usual?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

"Are you done with Crohiko?

"It's okay, that one... you're really beautiful than that, Cecily"

"Heh heh, when I said that, even Currier."

"- See you soon. That's how you..."

"Hehe... it's really cute where it lights right up, so Currier is"

"But the crohiko one, do you realize about us?

"Come on? Didn't you notice? Better than that, see - '

'Huh... so I'm telling you, you can't do that, Cecily...'

It's okay, isn't it? Leave it all to me... see - '

Paranoia, cut it off.

…………

No way, man.

No.

…………

But what is it?

The flame of suspicion that lit up once, it's hard to put out.

No, that's stupid.

Ha ha......

It's my mistake.

That can't be stupid.

There must be, there isn't...

And so on and one stuffy person heard the sound of a horseshoe.

"Hmm?"

I could see a single horse with a person on it coming up the hill.

White clothes reminiscent of swallow tail clothes.

A light green line running into that garment.

Same clothes worn by the Eight Swords of the Holy Tree I saw when I fought Hibigami.

Perhaps that is the uniform of the Holy Tree Eight Swords.

Mr. Makina said that the people of the Eight Swords of the Holy Tree, who were at the scene at that time, were coming.

But... I don't recognize that person with a giant across the horse.

"Oh, what a surprise."

Mr. Machina with a mouthful that looks unexpected.

After climbing up the hill and through the main gate, the horse stops in front of us.

The horse was wearing a wide sword of two swords.

A man with a giant body descends.

"Lord Makina... you're out of time, sir... we're here"

A heavy bass voice that echoes in your belly.

There is a slow and quiet tone but a strange force.

A man named Gozt, whom I saw last night, was also blessed with his physique, but he looked bigger than him once.

Deep, stern face of sculpture.

Strictly pulled tied mouth.

Thick neck.

Robust jaw.

Thick enough arms to tell even from above clothes.

Quality rigid.

He is the man who gets that impression.

But this face.

Looks familiar somewhere......

"Though I was wondering if the Davids would come, I was surprised you'd come, Vanstos."

"I was going to..."

Mm-hmm?

Vanstos?

I feel like I've heard that name somewhere...

Mr. Vanstos gave me and Mr. Currier a gift.

"of the Knights of the Holy Trees, Vanstos Troia, is... today... Regards, please"

Hmm?

Troia?

Troia......

Ah.

Speaking of which.

Mr. Cecily said it before.

Bashkarta Troia's brother is Sacred Tree Eight Swords.

What is this...... Bashkarta's brother!?

"Ah, duh, thanks...... nice to meet you, it's called Sorakuhiko"

"... it's Currier Verstein"

"Oh well... you, Sagara and Currier..."

Close your eyes and Mr. Vanstos stared at us.

I feel like I have something to think about.

"Are you the only one today?

Mr. Makina asked.

"No... just myself, then... thank you, señor"

Mr. Vanstos turns around the hill.

And our gaze goes up the hill.

Then I saw one carriage coming up the hill.

And as the carriage climbed up the hill, this one stopped in front of us.

After the man greets you, the carriage door opens.

The first thing I came down with was a light lemon-colored hair...... yeah, woman?

No... is that a man?

The person also wore the same uniform as Mr. Vanstos.

"This is… again, an unexpected person."

The next time Mr. Makina's voice included surprises.

And as for me, I was being attacked by a pre-existing sense of vision that I had seen the person somewhere again.

but this one immediately noticed.

Because in addition to the beauty of stirring, the grin on her mouth looked just like 'her'.

This guy's probably...

"Dearless Arklite"

Mr. Makina uttered the name of the person who came out of the carriage.

Dearless Arklite.

Cecily Arklite's brother.

I hear he's the vice president of the Knights of the Holy Tree.

I see.

That's Cecily's brother...

As a student, a man repainted the reach hierarchical records of the Holy Ruins with just three offensive squads.

I'm sure he thinks that Mr. Cecily is one of his goals.

"Huh?"

So Mr. Makina rounded her eyes and uttered an even darker surprise.

Her gaze remains fixed to the carriage door.

Apparently there was someone else in the carriage.

The person who came out following Mr. Dearless made a noise at the bottom of his boot and stepped on the ground.

The man had a strange atmosphere where elegance and wild flavors lived together.

In addition to that, the sense of intimidation seeps out quietly but thinly.

The sharp eye made me think of the eagle.

Black eyes.

Black wavy hair.

Eagle nose.

Stored moustache and jawbeard.

It is his uniform that releases even more colour.

The clothes feel the same as Mr Vanstos and Mr Diares, but in different colours.

The color of the uniform he's wearing is black.

He had a sword resting on a black sheath with gold embellishments on his hips.

And then - I don't have my left arm.

An arm.

The sleeves of the uniform are swept away in a breeze.

This guy had an idea.

Black uniform.

Maybe this guy...

"To Vanstos Troia, third in the Holy Position, Deareth Arklite, Deputy Head of the Knights of the Holy Tree. Besides, I didn't expect to come to you... just like I expected."

Mr. Makina flaunted his shoulder.

"What kind of flutter could it be?

The man in the black uniform gave me a glimpse around once that didn't even seem funny before turning to Mr. Makina.

A man opens his mouth.

"Long time no see, Renowsphere's sister"

Another sinister low voice unlike Mr. Vanstos.

"Yeah, it's been a while."

Mr. Makina looked up at the man in the black uniform.

"Knights of the Holy Tree, Sogt Sigmsos"