SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Gardener of Rotten Flowers.

(4) 8.

Please take care of this flower garden.

Neither the director nor Mr.

Kim Yul reacted to my words for the first time.

Esdel, who had smashed Sylvia's hammer, shouted in surprise.

“Lord, it’s impossible!”

I looked at Esdel.

My family's advisor provided advice right away.

“First, Ga-young has a task ahead of her.

Didn't the head of the library in Bang Gu-seok want Ga-young to work as a librarian? Anyway, these days, Ga-young is often away, so the library head in the corner of the room is dissatisfied.

In such a situation, moving Ga-young's residence completely could give the head of the library in the corner a false signal.”

And this surprised Sylvia.

“No, what? Why do you suddenly sound like a consultant?”

“Yes, I am a consultant.

You're the valet, so you're cleaning, cooking, and making tea." “If cleaning the house is the maid’s job, then I think cleaning you is the first thing I should do… .”

“The first thing you should do is purify yourself.

Shall I swallow you?”

I spoke quickly before the two began to angle each other's kills again.

“The adviser's words are worth thinking about.

Someone I know well said that when the constellation is poisoned, strange things happen.”

Bae Huo-ryeong crossed his arms behind him and snorted.

Unable to see that figure, Esdel sighed while holding her chin.

“Yeah, technically the head of the corner library is no longer a constellation, but… .”

“I am one of those people who still needs attention and consideration.

Even if it's not a risk prevention measure, I'm also a yangban responsible for it.

That’s right.”

I nodded.

“Let’s deal with that right away.

What’s next?”

“… … I don't know about Ga-young, but wouldn't it be a bit heavy for Ga-lord's elders?" It was a cautious tone.

The director, who was listening silently, also agreed with that statement.

“Can I?”

The director said in a voice that was covered in press marks.

“Come on.

I am weak I can't use martial arts skills, whether it's an aura or a gang, and I can't even use magic.

The only knife I know how to handle is a kitchen knife.”

“Actually, he didn’t even handle it properly.”

I said.

The director smiled slightly and continued speaking in a slightly lighter voice.

"that's right.

Cutting blades has always been difficult for me.

The side of the spoon was the limit that I could handle without burden.”

“The grated rice and the gnawed apple were delicious.”

“Thank you.

… … But isn't that the skill you need to protect your house?" The principal's voice subsided again.

It wasn't difficult to recognize that the weight was a heavy feeling of helplessness.

'Because you saw the way violence works.' The flower that he planted for the first time in this world right now was also a friend that he could not protect.

Also, as the owner of this world, I was once a child that the director had to protect.

There were many enemies who were targeting me.

Even if I didn't mention the constellations, the pillars, or the hunters from other worlds, many of the media outlets on the first floor of the tower were holding hands and tapping me.

As I spoke with Anastasia one day, it is necessary.

If there was one thing I could agree with with Tap-ju, it was that there are many people in the world who need something they can point their finger at.

Tap-ju himself wanted and needed it, so he became a target that he could point his finger at.

But the princess and the pillars must be heartbroken to see such a tower master.

A similar thing will happen to the director.

No matter how much you have the idea of living with your responsibility as you, how can the heart of a parent to read critical articles about me every morning fall so hard? I decided to start with the first thing I had to say.

“Master.

I'm OK." The manager's expression softened a little.

I went on to say “And it’s okay if you can’t use a sword.

Because what I want from the director is not violence.”

rather the opposite.

I hope the director will always keep a distance from it.

“I will make sure that the director does not hold the sword.”

I put those words into practice.

First, I looked at Kim Yul.

“Mr.

Kim Yul.”

Kim Yul was also looking at me.

Since he had cut himself, the image of the world reflected in his eyes had become clearer.

I said towards the world reflected in his eyes.

“Can you protect the director and this flower garden?”

“Do your best.”

Kim Yul said right away.

Looking down at the lily of the valley, who was her, Kim Yul-eun declared to the friend who stood beyond the lily of the valley.

“I will keep what I have to keep.”

“Yes.”

I accepted the words… I raised the holy sword.

'Sparkle.' The holy sword of the goddess, which I had held in my hand since I got it from the Aikim Empire, and put it in the middle of the flower garden.

The light exploded.

[The Goddess of Guardian Appears!] The goddess of protection, Hiya, appeared.

Wings spread out.

Rusty sunsets fluttered as if wrapped in the wind, and the whole garden was dyed white and red.

"Wow." Flowers were flowers even if they had rotted.

There was no shortage of colors from end to end.

However, the brightness was poor.

All the petals were faded, washed out, or floated thinly.

In that place, light came in.

The petals coated with pure white brilliance were one.

One thing became clear: Flowers existed in this world not as twinkling, but by blinking.

"Yes, warrior." "I want to entrust you to manage this flower garden, too.

It would be nice if you could help Kim Yul." Pointing to the figure she had once summoned and wielded her, I continued: "Are you okay?" The goddess of protection, Hiya, looked at her former partner, who tore her into five pieces and sealed her, as she had already done when the first mention of Lephanta Aigim was revealed.

But there were concerns and concerns.

The eyes that captured both of them at the same time swept Kim Yul and then turned straight to me.

"Are you okay?" I smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry." “Yes, you will have to get a new sword.

The sword you had in mind….”

“Yes, but it’s not just about swords.”

I bowed my head, “Thank you for being with me for such a long time.”

Hwiya smiled, and her smile was bright and white.

“Yeah, though.”

“Then that’s okay.

I’m the keeper after all.”

The goddess of protection spread her wings like a goddess and said, “I will protect the hero’s house.”

Hwiya slowly turned towards Kim Yul.

The light of the wings, which gradually fell asleep, did not illuminate the entire world, but only fell on Kim Yul.

Like a first-time actor wearing the spotlight for the first time, Kim faltered.

A complex expression rippled across her face, then subsided.

"It's me." As much as the director and Kim Yul, Kim Yul and Hiya would have a long conversation.

Hiya and the director could also have a long conversation.

But that is possible even if it is not at this moment.

I looked back at Esdel.

"Advisor.

I I want you to take care of this place too.”

Esdel, who had been looking at Hiya, who had appeared, and with a face as complex as Kim Yul, stopped and looked at me.

“Why? Wasn’t that what you wanted to be a gardener? In the garden that you protect, you are stronger than me---”

“When I think back on it, I think that was a rather shameful idea.”

In that way, the light novel readership in the world decreased by one.

Esdel hesitated as she shook her head to shake off the viper from her hair, like a Pomeranian wiping away moisture from her fur.

“That’s why.”

"That's right.

From the point of view of the headmaster.

But please consider my point of view as well." The former demon lord who defeated the empire and enemies that Lephanta Aigim had built and destroyed the world protected by the goddess of protection was desperate.

Even a cat who refuses to enter the bathtub wouldn't be more fussy than this.

"I beg you." "...Uh..." Esdel hesitated.

He sighed.

Shrugged his shoulders.

After a while, he let his arms hang down.

"Please." “Okay… Yeah, gardener.

Thinking back on it again, it seems like a not-so-shameful idea… I’ll take a lot of vacations as there are villages that I’ve looked after, but, well, I need to have an advisor in my family’s stronghold… whatever.

”

Esdel took a deep breath and then bowed her head toward Hwiya and Kim Yul.

“Come on.”

Hwiya waved her wings and gave a welcome greeting.

She is truly a shining goddess.

The reason Lephanta Aikim didn't kill Hwiya when she started to walk the path of Salcheon was obviously not because of old grace.

Kim Yul also nodded once to welcome Esdel.

The illusion of the two seemed to have made Esdel even more confused.

Esdel, who was spinning around like a snake on the snow, caught her prey.

”

Sylvia, who was looking at Esdel with a smile like a villainous young girl, was startled: "Eh.

Me too? I don't know what it is, to be in a place where SAN values are likely to be reduced in real time in proportion to the amount of time you live?" “Then, where do you mean to stay without guarding the family mansion?”

“Uh… I have a great mission to brew tea for the duke of silver lilies…”

"May I ask your opinion? Brew tea for yourself.

Clean this garden.

Which of the two would you prefer the Duke of the Silver Lily? To put it simply, which of the two looks more like the one you're fucking with? Do you feel it?”

“Damn it…”

Sylvia sighed, and Esdel raised her chin with her sword on her shoulder.

Sylvia muttered, then chewed it out, "...that's an old story." "It's even rotten, and there's no better place to be than this.

Come." "Damn..." Sylvia eventually surrendered.

She trudged to Esdel's side and looked like one of the flowers that had just sprouted in the world.

Okay, then I looked back at the director.

, the sword will be held by others.”

"......." "Everyone here is in need." Except for Hiya, Kim Yul-do, Esdel, Sylvia, and everyone else in the Four Wang family who would come here were in need of help.

Shadows are as deep as the depth of wounds, It was because only the wounded could deeply engrave the doctrine of the shadows within them: “I hope you help me.”

I said as the small school head of Macheon, “Because that’s something the principal can do well.”

The director's silence was not long.

His answer was also not long, resembling a friend.

"Do your best." So everything was set up.

[ Agents are assigned to your world.

] Quietly, the sentence rang out.

[ The 89th floor is cleared! ] This is where the rusty sunset casts over the Red Sea To lure bees.

A place where the weary petals fall asleep with the leaves of grass drooping, which did not have such talents in the first place.

A land guarded by the goddess of protection and the demon king of autumn rain.

A garden cultivated by my teacher and friends.

A haven for my family.

.

There is a later story in this story as well: "No no no no! Isn't it really too much!" The head of the library in the corner of the room flapped his sleeves like a butterfly flapping his wings.

"I am opposed to this seat! I firmly oppose it! If Kim Yul goes away, who will take care of the replacement books? I will also go! I will have to go!" “Oh my God! The director is fluttering!”

"Move! This time I'm going to take a picture in the front!" In the corner of the room, next to the librarian, assistant writers and other stalkers of the librarian, who had come down from the 50th floor, were making a fuss.

Damn it.

The drug king, who is the planetarium manager, screamed as if he wanted to add a shiba dog to the bastard.

, if you're going to make a fuss, get out! “I’m sorry….”

"Anyway, young people can't be like this.

Eying.

How can I put it back together like I was when I was young..." "But I've said it several times.

There isn't a single person younger than you among the people here.

Why don't you just input that information into your head?" So the library chief's stalkers began to growl as they faced the drug king.

This also happens every day.

The library chief in the corner pushed the stalkers back and looked at me with bitter eyes.

I mean, take a look at how the main seat was made.”

“Strictly speaking, it’s not something you did on your own.”

“Hamustra was one of the few people who could listen to me.

It doesn’t feel good to me to be treated like Yoo Soo-ha, but Hamustra murmured, avoiding her gaze as if she had already felt a bit relieved.”

Uh-huh.

It's like that.

But even if that's the case, isn't it too much to take away Kim Yul..." "do not worry." I stirred and handed Hamustra's Frappuccino and said, "Strictly speaking, you don't want Mr.

Kim as a librarian.

You want to be with Mr.

Kim." “That’s right, but… Well… sound? Ah, indeed.

The main seat was also one of the gardeners in the garden---" "No, that's not possible." I am the one who refuses to even bring in Raviel for fear that the flowers will become exhibits.

I will never let this voyeur into my sanctuary.

"then… ?”

“I am trying to pave the way to my sanctuary in this library as well.”

I simply conveyed the composition I had in mind.

As a high constellation, the librarian, who had been playing around with the floors in the tower for a while, understood immediately.

"In other words… You mean to use this place as a cafeteria of some sort?”

“Actually, the lounge.”

In short, it was like framing a building.

In that architectural diagram, my sanctuary becomes a flower garden set up on the roof.

The 20th floor, where I was originally the owner, the paradise where Esdel lived, and the 22nd floor, where Master's grave was located, are the floors on the way to the roof.

tower within the tower.

Therefore, this planetarium, where the library chief lives, functions as a resting room where gardeners and visitors can rest.

“Ummm… what if so I can see your face once a day.”

"Yes.

Isn't it bad?" “I would be lying if I said no complaints...

I see.”

The head of the library in the corner of the room looked at the fox around my neck with somewhat jealous eyes and sighed.

Hamustra, who was speechless while pecking at the frappuccino I gave him, asked a question with such a feeling.

“Why are you climbing the tower?”

It was an abrupt question.

"Honestly, it's something I've wondered about since I heard that I had reached the 80th floor." “……”

“Gongja Kim.

You have proven everything you want to prove.

Being born again as a complete constellation, almost every absurdity in your tower has been corrected in your sight.”

The head of the library in the corner of the room put his chin on the palms of his hands and looked down at me.

“Do you know what the constellation usually does in such a position?”

“Aren’t you going to try more?”

"exactly.

From this point on, we focus only on gathering followers, increasing stamina, and collecting items as safely as possible.

In the meantime, if I see another world that seems plausible, I run for plunder.”

The head of the library in the corner of the room stirred the frappuccino with a straw.

“Then, only those who feel that there is no more content to play, or that they do not want to live in a rented room anymore, start buying their own house.

Climbing from the 81st floor to the 90th floor creates a sanctuary.”

"indeed." "exactly.

The difference between a five-star constellation and a normal constellation is just that.

It's just that.

… But don't you have to own your own house to live?" The quarrel between the believers and the drug king continued to be heard in the corner of the library.

Hamust glanced at them, then looked at me again.

“Even if I had spent 20 million years sucking my fingers after wearing a sweatshirt and dipping french fries in a shake, no one would have said anything.

But how dare you try? I heard that you almost died because of that, no, that you were in a worse situation than dying? Is it worth taking that risk?”

Perhaps it was a reasonable question.

The head of the library in the corner of the room asked, looking deep into my eyes.

“To become a pillar?”

“Did you hear that from someone else… ?”

“There are still a lot of strings left, so I can barely hear the world.

It's annoying, but...

anyway so? or not." Even the head of the library in the corner of the room hid the word “for the sake of the owner?”

I said.

“From your point of view, wouldn’t it be me who didn’t climb the tower?”

“Yeah, it’s better for you to climb the tower from the standpoint of selling characters.

However, fan feeling and reality are two different things.”

He said calmly, and the head of the library in the corner of the room said, “Oh,”

and put his hands on his cheek.

“Mmm.

Of course here you are, [just for you… To please you, my fan, I decided to climb the tower...

!] If you say, the main seat will be very happy, and nothing but---" "I made a promise to someone." The head of the library in the corner of the room paused.

I said to him.

“To climb the tower.”

"......." "You've read my book carefully, so you know who I was making a promise to." I got up from my seat.

The head of the library in the corner of the room looked at me blankly, then opened his eyes wide for a moment.

Those eyes were directed towards a man who would never be seen by him, but clearly existed by my side.

"indeed." As if sighing, Hamustra repeated.

“Really, it was like that.”

Yes.

"Come on." I turned around.

The waist dance without Hiya was empty because only one dagger that I had from the beginning was tied, and I was so relieved.

"Shall we go?" -Yes.

The man who taught me the sword since around the time I only had the dagger wrapped in blue tape received my words.

-Let's go.

The next place we will step on is the 90th floor.

10 floors to the top.

And the swordsman.

Nine floors were left until the frustrated area.383.