120 Quiet talk fishing

The capital, Winston, is not a very good situation, despite the fact that the Third Knights are working to maintain security.

In particular, many criminals living in the "slums" on the outskirts of the royal capital formed a clique and threatened the security of the general public.

Most of them were formerly babies or orphans, and are forced to commit crimes such as theft, extortion, looting, etc. due to their abandonment of the absurdity of difficulty in working because they have not received the minimum education. It seems.

The worsening security of the royal capital is the result of a correspondingly negative chain of consequences for those exposed to such poor environments.

Now that nearly all of the pirates near the royal capital have been displaced by the policy of suppression of pirates, advocated by the late Minister of Justice, Bal Morrow, so-called "small villains" such as them have been ordered out of order.

However, any further deterioration could be stopped. At the initiative of the young new king Mine Castal, the "pus" in the court was completely cut off. There is no one in the center of the Kingdom of Castal that deliberately leads the kingdom in the wrong direction.

Gradually, really, little by little, the problem is moving towards a solution.

However, it was likely to take a very long time to complete the solution.

A certain holiday. Another corner of the corner of Lake Vanilla. One man visits with a fishing tackle to a secret spot where nobody rarely approaches. A stiff face, black hair solidified in all backs, a sharp three-eyed eye that is likely to kill anyone, a taller tall, and a thirty powerful dignity. A member of the Ripple R6.

"Oh, shaved. I'm still free today."

Beside talked to about 16 young people with poor eyes. Beside calls him "the shaven" with familiarity. The shaven was already holding a fishing rod alone.

"Is your brother a job?" "Oh, I'm off today."

Muttering yelling, Biside sits down on a rocky place a little away from the shaven.

"Well, why are you still bouse? Is it because you're a shaven, do you?" "Well, it's time to go now." "Oh, if you're a quick game," "Yes, yes."

Biside prepares a gimmick while shaking his light mouth, and a shaven hanging a fishing line.

Pleasant air, flowing water, breeze smell, warm winter sunshine. This was the usual holiday scene.

"Goodness"

Beside also releases a trick and follows the shaven.

He thinks. How many weeks have passed since I started fishing with the shaven?

The encounter between them was terrible, vivid.

"Ossan, please teach me fishing"

One day. When Biside was fishing, there was a young man calling from behind.

With your hands stuck in your pocket, with a arrogant tone, with glare. It's not an attitude of asking people for things.

But more than that, Biside was more concerned. Why did you call yourself? There are so many fishermen besides besides on Lake Vanilla. Under these circumstances, why, more than, this kind of kowamote is not a very important 29-year-old ossan?

"... Sit down, shaved. I'll teach you."

It might be interesting to have a conversation with this strange young man. It was such a capricious.

The young man then stares at Beside with a surprising face for a few seconds before opening her mouth.

"Tell me," "Oh," "Tell me, fishing?" "Let's say that," "Really ...?" "Well, I'm persistent, come here and sit down. "Ranzo" "Wait, go now! Wait!"

The young man climbed over a rugged rocky shore and ran to the side of Biside and approached.

It is a story that was found later. The young man seemed to be walking around Lake Vanilla asking, "Tell me to fish." A young man can't speak any polite, or even honorific, words. The results were, of course, exhausted. At the end, he was surprised because he was the only one who gave up and asked for a trial while giving up.

……then. Beside taught the young man fishing every holiday.

The young man absorbed his fishing skills steadily, and after two weeks he grew up to be an angler.

The relationship between each other, what they work on, where they live, and even their names. However, the young man began to call Beeside "brother" and yearn for him, and Beside continued to call the young man "shaved".

One day. An uninvited visitor comes to the two fishing people.

"Wow, here. Hey, it's not bad." "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"... what did you come to?"

A trio of youngsters who looked really bad. They were all two or three years older than the shaven.

When the shaven stands up, he steps back one step to keep the distance from the three.

"Well, it's been a hot topic recently in slums. You can earn fishing." "I guess there's only one kid who thinks it's good." "Well, it's ridiculous. I guess? "

The trio approach the grin and the shaven and surround the front, back, left and right.

"Is this a tool?" "Morai" "Azassu"

Fishing rods and nets are stolen.

“…………”

The shaved bite his lower lip and could only stay silent.

There's no way we can beat the three. It knew painfully well. In addition, these three are walnuts with bills that are also used in slums. If you go against it, you can no longer live in slums.

and more than anything. I have gone the same way. Take away from the weak. Steal what's important. Everything is determined by power. It was the reason of this world.

“—Oh, wait a minute, Nii-chan”

A thick voice that echoes to the bottom of the belly attracts the glance of the threesome. The main voice was becide, still fishing.

Job "Oh, I'm not disturbing you, Ossan"

A leader-looking young man says, staring at Beeside's back.

"Work?" "Oh, yeah. Work job. What's our Shinogi?" "Hahaha, yeah. We're doing the pirates who roll up money from the villain, we" "... villain?" "Oh, do you know the ossan? This is a famous pickpocket in slums." "I've been able to make more money recently and I'm like fishing." "It's a scum. It's a scum. "It's natural to be stolen."

It is a fact. Therefore, the shaven was closed.

The crime of poor, desperately desperate, poorly educated, but still declining, remains a kingdom issue. That's why the shaven couldn't learn anything about language or fishing.

"Really……"

Beside muttered so as to convince himself, he put a fishing rod.

"What are you going to do?" "Three people here. Three to two." "One of them is a muddy mud.

Motivation The threesome, watching the beside standing up, throws the fishing rod down to the ground. I noticed that it would be three to two, but that was that.

"Well, what do you think of a bandit?"

"Huh?"

Beside talks to the three with their backs turned.

"The pirates don't have to steal from the bad guys, don't steal them. There's no such thing as a bad guy who kills the bad guys. It's a shura that turns away from the sky and throws away everything."

"What are you saying, this issan?"

Fu, and. One sigh. Keep words.

"I'm prepared. I'm a prisoner for my whole life. Contrary to the human path, I'm a lifetime."

“…………”

She gazed at the void and uttered a voice in the form of a demon.

The three were swallowed by the force and silently fell silent.

And. Bicide puts his hand on his jacket and drops it off at once.

"―― !?"

Tattoo The exposed back. What was there was carved all over.

It was a demon tattoo glaring at the Ukiyo.

Tattoos in this world are truly awe-inspiring. There is no anesthesia, and if you use a potion right after engraving, your tattoo will be too thin to recover easily and you will have to withstand the pain of hell for a long time.

It's all over the back, tight, clear, dark and carved.

Unmistakably, clearly, the real-"pirates". The young man and the shaved knew it in an instant.

“…… ぁ… R, R6 (Rieemma Six) ……!”

One of the trio muttered backwards, putting on his butt-mochi. I remember the demon tattoo.

There is no stranger to the villain who lives in the royal capital. I heard that the crying child, R6, was killed by the repression of the Knights. Why here.

"One of the great pirate R6, a world-class warrior's fastest tester, apprentice ben apprenticeship. This is my opponent!"

Beside speaks up in a standing position and faces the trio.

The three were afraid to be afraid.

"The first tester ...?!?"

If the bandit R6 has already been dismantled, it's still time. If you know the people of that huge embassy, which is said to be in the middle of the kingdom in the ongoing process, it is unlikely that anyone will turn to the enemy.

Here's why we named the Firth Test. It is a deterrent to prevent the trio from shaking the shaven in slums. Beside was going to be scolded later and arbitrarily guarded the shaven. Or it can be said that the mouth slipped. Amazing attachment even for the person himself. Surprisingly, Biside liked the shaven.

"Hyper!"

The trio each rushed like a rabbit, wrapped around their tails and fled.

"... Oh big brother"

The shaven left there tries to say something.

Beside was silently dressed and held the fishing rod again.

“…………”

After a moment of silence. The shaven follows Beside.

And, of course, they lined up next to Beside.

……this is fine. Good in this relationship. Beside looked into the lake far away and smiled secretly.

"I'm not going away. It's going to be a festival." "Festival?"

"――Tell! Big brother! I'm pulling!"

"Huh? Nowa !? Bah, you idiot, let's teach even faster!"

"It's your own pole! Take a look at yourself!" "Noisy! Net, net!" "Yes!"

Fish was hanging while Beside reluctantly remembered a few weeks ago.

"Oh! Ora! Did you see it! It's a big one!" "It's a good size.

The shaven uses a tool to remove the needle swallowed by the fish. It was a familiar hand. Fish to the bucket. The hook and bait are set again, and the shaved returns the fishing rod to the beside.

Beside watched the situation somehow satisfied.

And again they drop fishing line quietly.

"Oh, big brother. Did you go to watch the title?" "Oh, that's right. It's obligatory for all of our servants to watch the game." Hey, my husband will be taking part. There are also three of them! Do you have to go to see? "" Well, say happily ... "" Three crown, three crown! I'm gonna get it, it's a real quadruple! I'm glad I'll decide, "I'm so terrible that I can only say it. "I'm fighting. I'm with the bandits. I want to cheer and cheer." "I've got to say, shaved. "I don't like bandits. If you can, you'll be like a second person." "Isn't there?" "Would you like to hear me?" "Hello, really !?" "Lie is blurred" "........." "Ah !?