SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

The Innocent Way.

(1) 1.

Free.

"......." I blinked.

I tried to move my fingertips at the same time as they blinked and flickered.

moved No problem, I lifted my head, lifted my waist, and moved my lips.

"seaweed… … , Confucius… … ." It became.

I could say.

My name.

The coordinates of my traces.

I didn't lose it, I didn't.

"Shhhhhhhh...!?" At that moment, a throbbing pain squeezed her head.

! The blood vessels on the side of the head were throbbing and it felt like they were about to burst.

The headache spread quickly from the sides of the head to the front of the head.

It throbbed! Lips opened and the salivary glands were uncontrollably squeaking.

Flowing to the corners of the mouth.

I barely wiped the dripping saliva with the back of my hand.

"miss! Are you all right!”

Someone jump! jumped in The sound of doorsteps and footsteps intertwined.

Even the noise of urgency was as loud as a fingernail gnawing the metal in my head.

"laugh… , quietly… … ." I couldn't help but moan.

"A little, the sound..." "Oh my gosh.

Look at the heat in your head.”

Fortunately, the other party seemed to understand what I was saying.

“I thought you were feeling a little better over the weekend.

I'll call the doctor." "Um..." "Wait a minute.

miss.

The other children will come soon.”

It was difficult to understand the situation.

Seeing that I was called Miss, I must have become a woman.

So, was ██████ ████'s original gender female? 'Strange.' There is no record of the original gender of ██████ ████ ████.

was slaughtered Since the tower has deprived it of its name and appearance, even if I peek into the trauma with my skill, I can't tell.

Isn't my skill also being cast from the tower? 'why?' I was blinded by the pain.

'What kind of person, trauma replaced...

… .' And the moment I lifted my head and faced the mirror in the room.

I forgot to moan and opened my mouth.

"......." Silver hair that the moonlight would be ashamed of.

Blood-red eyes that make those facing each other terrified.

However, the curve from the forehead to the jaw line is so painful that I can't help but watch the acrobatic acrobatics that seem to be cut off.

Humans feel a fear unknown to them, but there is no option other than looking at her.

that is.

“Lady Raviel? Are you okay?”

“As soon as I woke up today, I felt like I had a fever in my head again… .”

“Originally, he’s a person who has a lot of leftovers.

Fine.

It's probably not serious." “What? Should I tell the Lord?”

“It would be like adding worry to worry.

Once I've been examined...

… ." It was the person I loved.

2.

I was bored.

"......." I lay by the fountain in the garden and looked up at the sky blankly.

Apparently, I have become the goddess I love, Raviel Ivancia.

It was also when Raviel was very young.

“About twelve years old….”

Even though this mumbled voice must have been refracted in the mouth once, it still has a beautiful resonance.

"Eww." Even though I was just muttering to myself, I was somewhat embarrassed.

It must have been that Raviel was whispering into my head and whispering in my ear.

what to do If other people see this, they will look like a person who is ashamed of themselves for falling in love with their own voice, but you are just a crazy person.

Even though it's my shame, it's a little bit like Rabiel is being treated like a crazy person...

.

"is it." I realized.

“I can’t help but be dumb… .”

It was a genius answer.

“I must live with my eyes closed.

It's okay if you don't look in the mirror, but then it will be difficult for the maids to dress you up.

It’s a good idea to have a bandage tied to your face.”

"miss! Boo, you can’t lie down by the fountain!”

From afar, a maid ran hurriedly.

“Come here.”

I was lying on the stone sill of a circular fountain.

Even when the sun is shining, the coolness of the fountain seeps in here and it is cool.

Raviel liked the cool energy.

It wasn't true when I lived with her.

Maybe it was the same when I was young, my body instinctively wandered around looking for a cool place.

“No, you were wrong.

come slow out of breath.”

“Heh heh heh… Oh my gosh, I'm going to die...

.”

“Have you already fallen? Advice is late.

It is the master's fault for not being able to take care of the panting of the seed." “Oh, my lady… .

If you lie in a place like this, carelessly! As the best lady in the empire, your dignity is questioned...

!”

The maid covered my waist with a thin blanket.

Even the blanket feels top-notch.

As if to prove that the Ivansia family did not need to save money, it was useless luxury.

"is it?" “Yes!”

“But think carefully.

As you said, I am the best lady in the empire.

But, the best lady in the empire is a qualification document that is not only given from birth, but must be proved again and again in the future.”

"Yes?" "If I'm not worthy of the best lady, as you said, lying idly by the fountain would only look frivolous.

My vessel is about that, after all.

But what if it wasn't frivolous?" "Yes?" "If I still look noble despite lying by the fountain, that is proof of my lady power.

Isn't it? Eating, sleeping, wearing, or simply being alive should feel noble.

That is the greatest lady in the empire.

Of course, even lying by the fountain, shouldn’t it be a picture?”

“Uh… uh… uh…?”

“So blankets are unnecessary.”

I tapped and spilled the blanket into the fountain: “Oh! Rain, that’s expensive…!”

"Even fountains sometimes want to cover themselves with blankets.

Instead, look at me." The maid did not know what to do and followed my orders.

The maid's eyes reflected my image.

The image of myself lying on the stone sill of the fountain, one arm down, and obliquely looking at the maid." ." "How is it?" “…go, be noble.”

“Is it a painting?”

“Yes, you are a painting……”

“Ask for your taste.

Is putting a brown blanket around the waist of this figure a cultural gain or a cultural loss? If paintings are to be hung in the corridors of the imperial palace, should there be blankets here or not?”

“… … what? It's more beautiful without it...

… ?”

“That’s it.”

I nodded my head with satisfaction.

“In other words, it has been proven that I have no problem as the First Lady of the Empire.

They are trying their best to create paintings that can be hung on the walls of the Imperial Palace.

It turns out that your worries are unnecessary.”

"Yes? ......

Huh?" "Come on.

I want to enjoy the freshness of the garden a little more and the sound of the water from the fountain." “Ah, yes… huh? Huh…?”

The maid kept tilting her head and backing away.

The tilting didn't stop throughout the entire retreat.

Seeing that, I felt a little pleasant feeling in her cold heart.

For a moment.

......." Free.

"......." Free.

"........" Free.

"Ummm......." What is this.

The boredom that subsides without.

No.

The boredom that is the bottom itself, the hell.

This is Rabiel's childhood: "I am, the world is not interesting." The feeling that dominated my entire childhood: "Whether you're reading a book, socializing, or learning a sword, nothing feels rewarding." The sky was blue.

It was clear and there were few white clouds.

But even in the sky, my expression would be more colorful than my current face, Raviel's.

Let's assume: 'Become the emperor's wife.

Become the empress, make the emperor a puppet and play with the empire.

Or, rake the factions of nobles and rebel in the name of Ivansia.

Command the newly built empire and spend the twenty years enjoy the heavens.' Perhaps that is the maximum of the line given to Raviel since birth.'Anything is possible.' I had an intuition that I could succeed no matter which one I choose, as long as accidental misfortune does not intervene.

'The current emperor is a saint.

There is no reason for treason.

He works hard under his lap.

In the fields of Ivancia, the appearance of the villagers wielding pickaxes every season in the land of Ivancia is very satisfying.' I thought the scenery was beautiful, just like when I saw a famous painting I didn't know well, I just felt it was beautiful, but it wasn't fun.

The empire....

to be precise, will it endure the life of living for the people of the empire?' It makes sense, just, 'You're bored.' I can't stand it because I'm bored.

I wake up every morning, dust off the masterpiece, work to preserve the color, catch the rookie boat trying to ruin the painting, kill the thief trying to steal it, and that's all.

A fixed life.

“Hey.”

Fondant.

Waves crashed on the water surface of the fountain.

Slowly turning his head, in the middle of the garden, a blond boy is holding a pebble and smiling.

"......." I opened my lips expressionlessly, "I'm not yet your wife.

Your Majesty." “Then you will be denied.”

“Won’t it be rude if I call your Majesty the Emperor?”

"I know that accepting each other's disrespect is a virtue of a married couple.

If we don't accept it, then, well, we'll end up with a concubine.

Do you wish for such a future?" “Honestly, it doesn’t matter.”

“My wife is destined to be a very cold-hearted woman.”

The blonde boy lamented quite plausibly.

The empire's only deficit.

The heir to the empire, the Crown Prince.

He was also the man who was appointed to be my fiancée 20 years ago.

Even before I was born, this is also.

Is it a track?' The blonde track chimed in.

"You don't show respect by standing up at the end of the day.

You're the first person to lie down looking at me except for Momma." “Because it is said that it is a virtue of a couple to accept each other’s disrespect.”

“Oh, I guess I can be more rude then.”

The prince grabbed my wrist, which was cooled with just the right amount of coolness, and when he grabbed it, his body temperature moved.

It will probably remain as a red stain on my wrist.

"Go." “Where are you talking about?”

"Anywhere.

Well, to be honest, Abamama is telling you to flirt a little bit.

It's not bad to show it off to the Ivancia family.

I agree.

”

"You are good at talking.

In the future, there will be fire." “Huh?”

the boy tilted his head, “what are you talking about?”

"A word is improvised, but the action it produces leaves a trail.

Taking this into account is called responsibility.

A word is only a word once it opens and closes, so in order to be accountable, actions must follow.

Since you are good at talking, the trail will take that long, but you can handle it.”

“……?”

The Crown Prince imitates adults as best he can, but he cannot understand the advice that touches the pulse of life.

Only an adult or a genius can understand it.

Unfortunately, the Crown Prince is neither.

No.

"You're talking like the Prime Minister.

Well, okay.

I didn't come to take lessons from my wife." “Would you like to?”

"It sounds like there's a new store on the street! They say it's a refreshment shop.

They have a lot of exotic refreshments, and they say they're very delicious with seasonal strawberries!" “…If it’s a refreshment, you can prepare it right away at home.

Shall I ask you to bring it in?”

"Ah, I don't know at all.

This plan.

I have no idea!" The title has been changed from wife to denial, and now it is planned.

"The refreshments from the kitchen are nothing more than proof of service! I am not looking for service.

Appropriate exchange between free and free citizens....

Yes.

I wish for free business.

!”

“The subjects will see your Majesty and me and envy you for being free.”

"You're envious of each other.

It's an ideal military-citizen relationship!" Rather than listening, this man doesn't know what he's talking about, he just picks up plausible sentences and scatters them: "Come on, come on! We've already got the wagon.

Neither the imperial wagon nor your family's wagon, but just from the top.

A borrowed carriage, no one will recognize us!”

His silver hair is a symbol of noble Ivansia.

As soon as he entered the refreshment shop, the employee knelt in embarrassment, and the owner jumped out and bowed his head.

“Do as Your Majesty will.”

“Oh! You still make sense, I plan!”

The way to get off the track is easy, Idaji.

"After stopping by the store, go to the market! Whoa.

I'm not proud of it, but I've already visited the 6-day market and 3-day market held in the Yellow Capital, and even the permanent market.

In this direction I can say that I am a superior expert than you.”

"Yes." Just be a little stupid.

“I look forward to it.”

“Look forward to it!”

I feel like my life is shaking when I'm with this man.

Everything I am familiar with, the daily life I will spend today, food and drink, where I sleep, all the tracks shake and twist.

I couldn't even call it 'fun'.

It was undoubtedly something worthy of being evaluated as 'fresh'.

"Ego! Expected! This way, this way!”

I can forget myself even for a moment.

Where is that? In his life, if that's enough, wouldn't that be a reason to give him a heart? “Awesome.

Did seasonal strawberries taste this good? Now, let's eat the plan.

Well.

After that...

… Suddenly I wanted to see the sea.

Sea.

how about Go to the sea.”

Because getting away from me is the most difficult thing.

to forget.

For a human like myself, forgetting was always the most difficult.

“It’s too dark to see the sea… .”

"Majesty." Yes.

"Well?" I decided to be content with this life.

Free though.

It's free though.

“I will try my best to love you.”

"Five! finally… … ." "Oh, I have a condition." Sometimes you have to live your life contented with the moonlight reflected on the surface of the water instead of the sun.

"......" Sleep must be calm to shine the moonlight.

I have decided to ask that the world be quiet.

"Don't take a concubine.

Don't even give me a glance.

Love from your majesty's heart If possible, grant that love only to me, and if love is impossible, focus your efforts on me alone.”

"......." "Then, perhaps, I will be able to stay by your side.

I will be able to help you, protect the empire, and take care of all.

Will there be?”

The boy shut his mouth, and after a while, with his usual plausibility, the boy said brightly: "Of course!" "......." "I will only love my wife! Yeah.

It would be nice to have my hopes in the world.

At least, rather than the sound of water flowing from a fountain--- echoing from the invisible sea, endlessly, below.

I don't even know, because the sound of the waves is a little cooler.

[It embodies the trauma of the enemy who killed you.] I quietly closed my eyes.320.