Chapter 46 – Broken Heart (1)
The heavy snow had stopped.
Einstein saw a man disappearing into particles.
It was a sword wielded with the determination to kill.
Even if he is still breathing, the rest of his reprieve must be extremely small.
Can we have a short conversation?
Shit.
The black helmet he wore split in half belatedly.
“… That face.”
His outward appearance was akin to that of Einstein.
The only difference would be the white hair.
He smiled softly.
As if the hostility shown so far was a lie.
– The test is over. I’m not happy with it, but I’m looking forward to it.
At the end, Einstein was fed up with the way he said he was good.
“I lost and lived only with my mouth.”
-Don’t be satisfied with the present. It is an insignificant skill, and an insufficient skill.
“I know.”
I was deeply hurt by this fight.
The fight against him was not a complete victory.
It’s a fluke that wouldn’t have been possible without the help of Azazel and Arya.
– It’s good to know. Shouldn’t you protect it with your own strength?
His gaze turned to Arya and Azazel.
Is the emotion in those eyes pity or lamentation?
Einstein looked at him blankly.
He is a man who seems to regret it.
What have you lost
What did you not keep?
I didn’t ask in detail.
“I plan to do it on my own, so don’t give me advice, sir.”
-Yes, even if you listen to the words of a loser, you will only become a teacher on the other hand.
The man chuckled.
It’s a hearty laugh.
He stopped laughing and pointed west with his left index finger.
– Take the sword of condemnation and go to the Gallic palace.
“To the Gallic palace?”
-There lies the truth.
Einstein tried to ask back, but he kept his lips shut.
His form was dispersing like burnt ashes.
“Is it disappearing?”
– It just goes back to where it was.
Saaaaa
After a while, nothing was left where the hero had been.
Nothing.
“Do you think it would be cool to leave behind only meaningful words?”
He was an old-fashioned, old-fashioned kid.
I don’t want to ever get involved again.
… Is it over anyway?
At one time I really knew how it was.
I’m glad you did.
The holy sword, which had changed into a strange shape, had returned to its original form before anyone knew it.
It’s a variable type sword, so there are many secrets.
“After… Right?”
I tried to breathe, but my breath stopped.
It’s because Aria and Azazel are cradled on Einstein’s back.
He turned his back, loosening the strength on his shoulders.
I saw a woman with short black hair and a girl with red hair that reached her waist.
Both of them are weeping as if they have caused a lot of concern.
They are women who raise their eyebrows, wrinkle their skin, and weep loudly.
It’s hard to handle.
Einstein smiled awkwardly.
“… Let’s go back, it’s cold.”
In this way the case was settled.
It was a very tiring day.
* * *
The three descended from Mount Ascendio and arrived at the village inn.
Einstein ordered a simple dinner, and the meal was served right away.
Arya and Azazel ate with their eyes half-closed.
Einstein thought it was a rare landscape that he wanted to leave as a painting.
“I’m thinking of dividing the room like this. How about two?”
“… Please do whatever you want.”
“… Me too.”
Arya and Azazel share the same room, and Einstein decides to use the room where Azazel stayed.
It was Einstein’s own consideration of whether it would be more comfortable to live with people of the same sex.
The two women entered the room in a state of exhaustion and fell face down on the bed.
It looked the same to the extent that anyone could misunderstand that it was a made-up action.
They buried their faces in the same posture and looked at each other at the same time.
That’s how our eyes met.
It must be awkward, but the two laughed.
I wonder if the relationship has grown stronger by overcoming crises and hardships together.
“I’m falling asleep, but I can’t sleep. Is this insomnia?”
“Yes? Me too.”
“Would you like to talk?”
“Like.”
The two of them started talking about it.
“… It’s been a messy day. Crying, getting angry, crying, and now laughing. This must be the first time in my entire life that I have had such ups and downs of emotions.”
Arya responded to Azazel’s complaint, which was not a complaint.
“Iknow, right. I agree.”
“It really feels like ten years old.”
“You’re still pretty after going through ten years, right?”
Arya’s compliments don’t have the pretense common to people.
From the way he spoke, it was clear and sincere.
Azazel was very happy about that.
Although it is difficult to express it outwardly.
“… Is the saintess good at empty words?”
“It used to be, but not these days.”
Azazel’s mouth pouted.
“What is it. Are you saying these are empty words or not?”
“It is not an empty word.”
“Wouldn’t it be nice if it was easier to understand?”
It was a witch whining like a child.
Is this Azazel’s way of fooling around?
She spoke in a low voice.
“… And Aria is pretty too.”
“Thank you for saying that.”
She was Azazel, who always hurt others with her sharp words.
Maybe that’s why the conversation that only gilded her face was awkward.
“Thank you. Do you call pretty things pretty or ugly?”
Her pointed tone was a bonus.
Azazel stretched out her hand without knowing what the wind was blowing.
Aria confirmed her appearance and grabbed her outstretched hand.
“Aww, what is it? Why hold on?”
She freaked out like someone dumped ice on her back.
Did you think she wouldn’t catch it?
Arya said, gently caressing her tiny hand.
“It’s because he wants to catch me.”
“I?”
“Yes.”
“…”
Isn’t it strange that even women hold hands?
She tried to speak, but no voice came out.
So Azazel wiggled Arya’s hand without her words.
Arya asked.
“Is there anything you want to say?”
“… Heeep.”
A hiccup came out.
It was embarrassing to come in by stabbing the point out of nowhere.
“Did I say something surprising?”
“… No, I was just surprised that I read your thoughts.”
“How can I read the witch’s thoughts?”
“… I think it’s possible, but Arya.”
She is a cute girl
Arya released her hand from her grip and brushed Azazel’s forehead.
Her face was dyed pink like a balsam.
It was spectacular to see the color spread over her white skin.
“Azazel, her hair is hot. Would you like some cold water?”
“Oh, oh, no, that’s okay. Rather, what I want to say is…”
She could see in her eyes that she was rigid.
What are some words to ease the tension?
Arya remembered what Einstein had said to her.
I meant to tell you when it’s convenient for you.
“It doesn’t look like anything. When Azazel wants to speak, speak.”
Having said that, silence came.
How many tens of minutes have passed?
Azazel stuttered.
“… Then I wondered why she even pushed me to save me.”
“When you say ‘then’, what time do you mean?”
“Before I get cut by that tin can.”
“Ah, was that what you were curious about?”
Azazel shook her head.
Eyes and eyes met.
“I don’t know, my body moved on its own.”
“… Lie.”
“It’s real.”
“… Aren’t you stupid?”
“I mean, are you treating me like an idiot? You are mean and harsh.”
“Oh, no. Oh, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“I know.”
“… Damn, I feel like I’m caught up in you.”
Arya had an old-fashioned smile.
Azazel wondered if she would feel like this if she had a sister.
Since she is an older sister, she suddenly became curious.
She’s her age.
Even if you ask carefully, it is a problem that can react sensitively.
In this case, I had to go out rather boldly.
“That aria… How old are you?”
Still, it wasn’t without tension.
What if they shoot me for being rude?
Aren’t you angry because it’s a sensitive question?
“Oh, me? Um, I’m twenty one this year.”
She was an aria who answered more coolly than I thought.
“Sister. I am twenty.”
“Yes? Are you twenty? No matter how many times I hit it, I thought it was fifteen to sixteen…”
“What?”
A savage look like a wildcat pricked Arya.
What if the face value looks like that?
It was unfortunate for Arya.
“Hey, what do you mean? Are you saying Arya is older than me?”
“Um, will that be?”
“Then can I call her sister?”
It is a stone fastball with a full stomach.
Is she a sister
It is an unfamiliar name.
But it’s a name you’ll have to get used to.
After finishing her thoughts, Arya smiled.
“Hey, welcome.”
As soon as her permission was given, Azazel changed her title.
“Sister Aria.”
“… Yes.”
Hearing it again, I felt a surge of shame.
“Sister Aria, unnie Aria, unnie Aria.”
“… You only have to call it once.”
“I thought it sounded like something strange.”
She was Arya, who had been teased by her title many times.
Azazel jumped up to her upper body.
“I’m sorry, sister. Would you like to take a bath?”
“… Yes?”
“I wanted to try it at least once, because I always bathed alone.”
Always alone
It was an aria that came sadly.
“Yes, there is nothing I can’t do.”
* * *
Einstein saw the soft scenery outside through the window.
The dark clouds lifted from her, and a round full moon rose.
It’s bright too
“Karelin.”
It was a low voice.
-You are listening, Einstein.
“Did you know it was a test from the beginning?”
-… What if the girl knew?
“What did you mean by not telling me?”
-There are things you can only see when you are desperate.
Silence prevailed.
It wasn’t a soft silence.
“Even if it was necessary, your actions are not justified. You deliberately induced me, right?”
– Because it’s something that shouldn’t be overlooked.
“It must be your arbitrary judgment.”
-Don’t object. It is true that it led to your actions.
Einstein shot in a low voice as if growling.
“Credit matters are important, Karelin.”
-… I know.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen Ariana Azazel, but she had the ‘identical’ face of the man I did. Did you know?”
-…
It’s a holy sword that usually makes a lot of noise, but when it’s like this, it’s a holy sword that doesn’t say anything.
Einstein takes a breath, pauses, and then continues.
“You said you lived 500 years.”
-That’s right.
“Is there really truth in the Gallic palace?”
-Do you want me to answer?
“Stop teasing me and tell me.”
-If it is true, then it is.
“Then ask again. Do you know what he said was the truth?”
-Know. But I don’t think it’s something you need to know now.
“Is it okay if I go to the Gallic palace?”
-At that time, it’ll be fine.
“Karelin.”
-Yes, warrior.
“There is no second time. When Ariana Azazel gets hurt because of a problem you bring up without prior notice, I will either break you or throw you away. So please give me a word in advance.”
-… I would do that if possible.
One night
It was a secret conversation between the holy sword and the hero.
