109 90. The Harsh Princess, knows.

"... is the farce over? Princess Sama."

I dropped off Tiara and the others, and Val shouted at my back. Turn around slowly and look down at Val as he sits down.

His sharp eyes were directed at me like a prick as he broke his leg and pulled up his mouth to ridicule me.

"Talk to me? You think I'm a pathetic victim, like Sama, the sweet princess from earlier?

"I will not tolerate insulting Tiara. That kid is a hearty second princess. It's the treasure of this country.

In clear retrospect to Val's words, his mouth was shut pitifully and unnaturally. It would be the effect of a slave contract.

"... shall we keep an eye on you here until you rest properly?

"Ha-ha-ha, you're kidding! I don't know if Temei's gonna be around to rest, but..."

Strip your fangs out of my words and defy them. The grin disappeared and he exhaled his anger at me in a harsh manner.

"It's a good spectacle for a beautiful princess, Temee Lami. Pick up the sinners of Zutaboro! Treat me, give me clothes, cage me, feed me! At the end of the day, you watch until you go to sleep.

... right. I guess everything is malicious to him even what I intend to do in good faith. But his words make sense, too. Because everything I've ever done is not in keeping with his will.

"What do we do next? Shall I crawl on all fours, shake your tail, and lick your feet? Princess Sama."

It would be easy if you ordered it in a servitude contract, wouldn't it? and laughing at me again, he went on to say it as if it wasn't even a big deal.

"... just this evening. Tomorrow morning you will be with us, children... to help Chemetho and Sefek."

"I'm not asking for help from Temehe and the others."

Also, he absurds his voice.

Hard work, he refuses to reach out to us.

You want to help for whatever reason, but you can be sure of it if you use us.

Still he refuses.

... all the time, it has been strange since my conversation with Tiara. Even that kid, more sensitive than anyone to a man's heart wound, cared about Val.

And most importantly, all that response from Val.

"Answer me. Why… refuse to help us so much?

Slowly I move on to Val. He intimidates me with his eyes, but he won't stop walking.

"It was Temehe who made me fall into this state.

Val says to throw it away. That eye captures me in hatred.

"Answer me. So you want to refuse my help for shame?

"That's right.

In the covenant of slaves he does not lie. If so, I will continue my next inquiry.

"Answer me. So, Chemetho and Sefek you want to help. Does shame take precedence over them?

"sooo... gah... ⁉"

Yeah, I guess you tried to say. But at that moment the words were jammed. He said the move was certainly "different" as he distorted his mouth uncomfortably.

He doesn't lie.

I don't want to ask for our help. That's what he meant. But... I guess I still really want to save them too.

"Tell me. Four years ago, how did you meet Chemetho and Sefek?

Step aside from him for one foot and I'll sit on the spot to be in the same sight as him.

Val replied to my words, tongue-in-cheek abominably.

"... lower tier. A bunch of kids lived in my old place. I can't hurt you. Sefek brought Chemetho around on his own.

In the covenant of slavery he cannot harm or deceive others. Did that seem like a safe opponent to a child's eyes who knew nothing about it?

"Are Sefek and Chemetho human beings in this country?

Both, that's a name we don't hear in our country. Maybe the landscape is different from that of our people, just like Val? When I asked him so, Val turned away from me and shook his head vertically.

"... a human being in this country. I'm no different from the kids rolling around there... they're all kids.

But at the end of the day Val's eyes whining like that turned to a distant place that wasn't here to remind him of something.

"Why are you living with me?

"I told you, they came around on their own." "Over and over again." "Whether I change my address or not, I'll always come looking for you."

Even if I wanted to kill you, I couldn't give you a finger because of this contract, and Val raved his voice.

"Do you... do you know why?

"Because we're safe just because I'm beside you. I've been stuck with a troublesome kid for four years."

As far as it goes. It is certainly harder to keep an eye on the lower level of gorotzki, back-run people, etc. than it is to have two children living with adults. Those kids may be pretty smart. Besides, most importantly, Val would have been perfect for exorcism with one very evil man's face on top of his brown skin.

As it was, Val turned his back on me again and shut up with his arms stiff together.

... It's still weird.

As far as Val's words are concerned now, it really sounds like Val was annoyed to be attached to those children.

Then why...

'Cause I need it. I need it! Live easy... for that. "

Easy.

He doesn't know Chemetho's abilities, but Sefek seems to be a special ability man to get water out. Special water-related capabilities are not uncommon. I don't think Val has enough special abilities to treasure that much. Well, I won't have any trouble drinking water.

"Chemetho and Sefek... what kind of child are they?

Is it also a special secret?

For the first time Val's shoulder shook pickly at my inquiry, which came to mind unexpectedly. He ate his teeth as they were and stared at me with his turned blood running eyes.

"... just a kid. Chemetho is only a word old, but he's almost a bastard of his own accord. I followed Sefek and me every day and walked away. He said he had special abilities, but I don't know what.

Suddenly, Val's words became fluent against a harsh tone. Val then goes on to talk to answer my question as the contract of servitude works.

"Sefek was sure to take Chemetho wherever he went. I can't even connect the blood. I was taking care of Chemetho and burning him because he was my sister. I was annoyed over and over by all the busy talking to the kid. As soon as something happens, you use your abilities to water me with everything you can. Sefek was the first one to think about following me around. They won't take my blanket every time because they don't sleep together more than Chemetho, and we both didn't even know money existed until I taught them. It's time for dinner...! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Val, who should have been speaking fluently, suddenly changed his expression and slapped his fist to the floor many times. Cancer, gunsy low sounds.

"I'm starting to feel bad again..."

He pounds his tongue terribly, scratching his forehead with one hand and grabbing the eagle. "Are you satisfied with this," he threw at me, shaking his legs violently and poorly.

... I don't know, this discomfort.

"Are you sure... you're not worried?

Unexpectedly forget how to speak and ask Val.

Really, were we just friends with each other?

Really, was that all there was to Val?

Really, is the word "feeling bad" appropriate?

"That's what I told you," Val yelled as he made another roaring vice to my question.

"What worries you... what?

Val opens his eyes to my words. I didn't get a response as it was. Maybe you don't understand what my words mean.

"Val... what has been so important to you?

I accidentally glanced forward and peered straight into Val's eyes. Val was surprised by my actions and opened his mouth as he turned his back.

"It's the life of gold and temehe. What else is there?

I didn't have time to be evil, and I got a response.

No way, and one guess keeps my head off.

"That's been, been...? Family and friends… those who died in the fall of the cliff…"

Cramps my face without understanding my intentions to ask. But to my inquiry, the Lord, he moves his mouth.

"I don't think you're the parent who dumped me. There's no Dachi either. The people who died in the cliff crash are just a bunch of conveniences for me. I don't really think it's because he's dead.

"Well, Chemetho and Sefek are dead... what do you think?"

As soon as

Val's face warped like never before.

I heard words from my eaten teeth, from my mouth, small "I don't like it".

Yes, he said he didn't want to.

"... Val!" It's important. "

That's what it is. As soon as I tried to go on like that, Val's scream echoed with the loudest rage ever.

I blocked my ears to too much volume and forgot what I was trying to say. Val disturbed his breath and kept chanting "different" as if to tell himself.

"Such a bunch of kids..." It doesn't matter... "" To that extent... I feel bad about chest shit... "

He stood up breathing loosely on his shoulder, letting his face lie down, and now he stuck his fist against the wall. Momentum is well reduced and a crater can be created again on the rocky wall.

"Never before... This heartburning, boiling illness makes my heart sound so loud or so nauseating... never."

With his face up, Val looked bright red at his blood-running eyes, turning his lips, seemingly speechless as he stripped his teeth out. Turn your bright red face at me with anger as it is.

"" There's no way you feel so bad about chest shit about what matters. "

I was finally convinced by his words, which also sounded contradictory. I'm sure he doesn't understand. The meaning of the word, your emotions, everything.

When I called his name to speak, I was thrown the other way around saying "why" by him, who shook his body before it.

"Why... my chest hurts when I think about them? Makes you feel bad? I can't help but think about what's going on with them right now and feel nauseated and bumped! My hair hurts to my stomach, the last words of them... the screams will always creep into my ears and I won't leave them."

It was like asking myself, not me. Even as he said that, Val stepped on the floor on the spot and made a crater.

"How can I grab a kid? I've been scattered before. Even kids like him have been snatching and killing many times. It's easier than taking care of a knife. Why can't I accept it now?"

Val's voice gets progressively louder. yourself, as if you were rejecting it.

"Va,... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

As soon as I tried to touch Val, who couldn't hide his passion and was half confused, Val, on the contrary, has waved his fist. I fall on my back to the floor in surprise. But I don't hit my fist. Don, and now powerless, his fist protruded directly next to my head as he fell in. In the covenant of slavery he says I can do no harm to anyone, of course.

"... heh... it's Temehe's fault..."

With both hands on my head, on the left and right floor, Val roared small to bite me straight down with her open eyes.

Because of me, I waited for Val's words to continue without responding as they were.

"At that time... Temehe wouldn't ask me for my opinion and execute me... I just had to not be like this...!"

Val will be in a position as if he were covered in me falling on his back. If they keep weighing me down and strangling me, they'll kill me for nothing.... as long as there is no contract of servitude.

"I wish you'd killed me then... I didn't have to know this pain or anything...

Gilli and I heard him eating and tying his teeth again.

"I don't want to be like this..."

At the end of the word, his hands on the floor made fists and trembled. Shizuku dripped from his eyes, shaking his jaw and kept opening as if he had forgotten to blink, wetting my cheeks.

As soon as that happened, Val himself softly touched my cheek, wet as he was surprised by me, and suddenly rose up, letting his body lie back from me.

"Nan... u⁉"

I don't know what to do with myself. He rounded his eyes, kept his wet fingertips in tears, stiffened his body and seemed speechless. I was also in a hurry to wake up my upper body and when I looked at him, tears were already starting to overflow from his eyes without stopping.

Water grains accumulated from her open eyes, telling her cheeks, telling her jaw, tearing her apart and wetting the floor. As if crying was the first time Val showed confusion, wiping tears overflowing with fists over and over again, trying to stop but still not stop crying. Even the tears overflowed, overflowing, wiping with fists and desperate to contain them, as if the tear glands had broken and the controls had ceased to work.

Such clumsy tears, I've never seen them.

I'm sure he hasn't noticed.

Maybe the reason I'm crying, or what Chemetho and Sefek are like to me, is why it's so painful.

... No, I'm not unaware.

I don't know.

Turn your arms around to his neck and pull him closer to wiping even tears.

"Become?" he said, leaking his words small, pressing his face straight to my shoulder looking back at me with his eyes wet in tears.

"Don't refuse.

I would move my arm to throw me away. If I ordered him to do so, I trembled the lost arm of my whereabouts as it was.

His unstoppable tears suck into my dress. Rough and hot breaths made my ears hot at the same time.

"... I answer. Why are you suffering? Because that's the punishment for you.

His shoulder trembled several times. I still don't understand him, so I grabbed his head this time with his scorched brown hair and pulled him closer to me.

"For all you've done, I'm sure you'll continue to suffer forever.

He doesn't know.

Even if we have ever hurt and tormented many people in front of us and taken their lives, I am sure we did not understand the suffering and grief of those people.

"I answer. Why is it different from what you know is important? That's because you've never had anything really important before.

He doesn't know.

Being more important than your life or your money.

Far more important and irreplaceable than he ever knew.

"I answer.... crawling around the inside of you" feeling bad about who you are. It's called "worry."

He doesn't know.

I was worried about the two of you, and I sprinkled myself across the walls and floors of the room to the point of hurting myself, and still couldn't stand the impatience I couldn't contain. Ever since I woke up, I've been so worried, scared, awed, and contemplated that I couldn't sleep, even with my body that I should have been exhausted.

"I answer.... that, frustrating, and the identity of Shizuku, who keeps overflowing... eh.

When I held him tight, I felt the pain in my heart.

Why couldn't I have noticed you sooner?

I'm sure Tiara had already noticed for you.

His eyes, his tears! I should have known a long time ago...

Distant memories run through my head as I hold him crying.

"Dear Pride... What can I do for you... '

"Why can't anyone help my father?"

"... that, tears... eh.

Tears preceded understanding, regrets, grief engulfed, into the arms that held him tight.

I wanted to say these words to him sooner. Style, Arthur. I should have burned it in their eyes when they didn't like it.

I stopped frustrating myself and stuck myself in my throat, desperately breathing in and sticking up my voice.

"I think of my family, it's tears."

I heard Val breathing over my shoulder. The vibrations of his eating and tying teeth were transmitted, and the next moment, a beastly roar overflowed from his mouth.

"... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The shoulder dress fabric gets even wetter with tears. Val, knowing the name of his emotions, kept roaring unbearably, turning those two arms on my back, trembling without a place to go, and putting his strength into it.

Unexpectedly, Val's words just now came back to me as a completely different meaning.

'Cause I need it. I need it! Live easy... for that. "

Oh... yeah, that means...

"I'm sure... without the two of them,... you're yourself... hard, already... easy,... eh.... happiness... to the point where I can't feel it...

As soon as I put it into words, my voice trembled unbearably. Tears also overflowed my eyes looking up at the ceiling, telling me.

He has been deprived of such an unhung existence before his own eyes.

You don't even get to touch one fingertip on that opponent, right in front of you.

As if he himself had committed it, and was returned to heaven as it were.

I'm sure... he's confused.

To the two beings that have really become more important to me than anything else.

I didn't realize that,... to myself I noticed.

And now, to the reality that we're about to lose those two.

His roar gradually withered and turned into a whimper.

I kept waiting until his tears subsided as I felt the power of his arms and their weight in my body.

I kept waiting even for him to keep crying as if he'd forgotten me.

Unexpectedly after a while, his whimpering stopped. As soon as I tried to keep my voice on, his entire weight came on.

Not long after surprise, I fell on my back again in such a way that he pushed me down. Gong, and I heard a low noise, and I understood that his head, which was burying his face on my shoulder, was the sound of hitting the floor before me. Still, he didn't move one, wondering and at the same time hearing his sleeping breath from his ear and understanding everything. Much heavier than me, he is crushed by his weight, which is a man's adult. I couldn't move, I remained crushed by him, and still I didn't let go of the arm I turned on his back.

With this hand I reached out to him, which I had never felt obliged to do before, I sincerely wanted to grab his hand properly this time.

Never before have I even known the true meaning of a kind word for him.