1354 II310. A man who was a slave has a choice.

"Rest early today. You must be tired of having so many guests."

Having said that, Thomas is always grateful to his employer for giving him a break despite the long work interruption.

Tonight I thanked him for his care, and he decided to honestly spoil some of the parts that were actually exhausting. Once you return to your room in the attic, choose a dirty change of clothes from the shelf. I don't take better care of my livestock today, but I still want to change before I lie down in bed.

It's a place of work that was introduced through the mediation of the castle, but it suits people like me.

It's well-equipped with clothing, food, and shelter so that you can live in peace without being exposed to people. The employer says that it is better to hire someone than to make yourself evil by losing your memory. Thomas was also given a private room called an attic room, and the employer himself was comfortable not being more concerned than necessary outside of work.

Occasionally I see my previous shadow when I feel comfortable with this kind of thing. I don't want to get close to people even though I'd rather get in.

Except for the young man who roared black flames and bewitched himself.

"I hope Ms. Ray can also rest well..."

Unintentionally, the words leak into the sled.

Unconsciously, his gaze turned to the bed where he was lying. When we talked here, the crying face of a young man who was a child of his age was still burning on his head. I felt itchy not to meet his expectation that he would remember me, but I was glad that he showed his willingness to come and see me again.

Until now it was my own life, but I am looking forward to the days when I will wait for visitors who may come from time to time.

I think it is better not to make him angry again, and at the same time not to use his special abilities as long as he can control them.

I don't know how good I am, but if I run rampant like Ray, I'll hurt someone. Moreover, the damage would be extra if it were a fire. Now that I don't want to be a superior person with special abilities, I decided to live without using my abilities for the rest of my life if I could.

Leave the room once with the change of clothes on the side. At the back of the house, there is also a large amount of domestic and livestock water, so it was fortunate that there was no concern that the water would run out close to me.

I kept going down the stairs, and I was going to go out the back door to get out of the water.

"Sorry for being late at night! This is Alan from earlier, do you have a moment?”

And so, an inexplicable chest disturbance struck.

I couldn't forget the voice and the name of the knight, because it was a day of events.

The legs that were trying to go to the back door became stiff, and the sound of palpitations only increased without knowing why they were looking back. I didn't notice that the change of clothes that I was holding on the side fell at my feet.

I heard my employer standing in the chair half exhausted, "What... again...", but the next moment, before my understanding passed through my head, I said, "I am!" ”she said, shouting.

I rushed to the doorway opposite the direction of the door I was about to go. The question of impatience, which has no meaning in my mind, and the figure of Ray, who somehow overflowed with asexual black flames, came to my mind and I couldn't stop.

The door is opened vigorously, and the tongue turns on its own. Something happened to Ray, and he woke up immediately afterwards in a tone that seemed to make him suspicious of his behavior from the beginning.

"No... he has nothing." Why did you think that? "

The knight asked, twisting his neck slightly, and at the same time his head cooled as he was relieved.

I didn't even know it, but I thought of Ray as if she was reflecting. I thought instantly that he might have done something, that he might have been involved in something.

I thought maybe the memory was about to return, but I can't even remember the past for a moment. Rather, I even thought about becoming friends with Ray in my head, but I wanted to wonder if I didn't trust him in deep psychology.

I want to be more confused if I can't even sort myself out and give it back in words. Why have I become so impatient?

"Sorry for being late at night. Ray Karen has nothing. I just wanted to talk to Mr. Thomas for a minute. Can I have a moment?"

"I see... I see." I finish my work and go to the bathing area. If you have time, don't hesitate. "

Was Ray's words so shocking to me? Or did you feel threatened by that black flame? Could it be that he was killed by that flame in the past that no one had told him about, neither he nor the knight?

No doubt today he wanted to be close to him, and he accepted himself as Thomas, not Rhea. Why are your breasts making so much noise?

Thinking about it, Alan turns down the house and shouts when he goes out to his employer in response. The change of clothes that I had already let go had fallen out of my mind.

"What are you talking about...?"

Later than that, I wondered why the knight had come all this way.

You came to talk to me about not seeing Ray in private. If you're an aristocrat, it's understandable that Ray doesn't like to have contact with himself, which seems to have been a family business.

Or will they be caught by their past evil deeds? Either way, I was prepared that it would not be a mild topic. If it was from a knight, I couldn't resist.

It wasn't Knight Alan who moved ahead of the question.

From now on, Jeanne, the girl who was with Ray, turned to herself to talk. Raising her shoulders slightly nervously, she straightened her eyes at herself. Even then, thanks to her advice to show Ray under the mask, I think I could get to know him in a confused way.

She recalls that this knight was related to her as her chest swelled up to regulate her breathing.

Then I reconsidered whether it was her company rather than her official business. Thomas could give himself a little extra time if he wanted to run errands from her, who cared a lot about Ray.

Alan didn't come on a knight's mission, but as a guardian of this girl, he changed his position.

What is it? With a gentle smile, Thomas dropped his hips in line with Jeanne. Hoisting a purple glance that could be seen in the dark, she swallowed her mouth and held her chest with both hands.

"Thomas, I've found a way to recover your memory."

Hold your breath and keep your eyes open.

Her words definitely reached my ears, but at the same time they made me want to doubt them. However, I don't think a girl who complains bitterly in front of me with a thin eyebrow is making a bad joke.

She keeps her voice down to the extreme and pays attention to the door behind her. She is concerned about being heard by others.

"My acquaintance actually has a memory-related special ability." "After that, I asked, and you just made it convenient for me..." However, there is no guarantee that everything will be remembered. And if Mr. Thomas

Please do.

There was no doubt. Surprisingly for myself.

His conclusion to block the words of pride that he had time to think and that he had the right to refuse was early. The pride that was prepared to be more hesitant, and Alan, who was merely holding it in his chest, did not make an expression when he heard her explanation.

Pride was slightly wolfier than Thomas, who answered with a definite voice. And yet... while slightly clogging his throat, he still pushes his conclusions with words he should have said to him.

"If I can't remember... maybe it's not you now." Besides, you have to remember the hard memories. I think there's something everybody doesn't want to remember. Once you've regained your memory, no matter how much you regret it, you will never forget it. ”

"Still... please." It's okay, Mr. Ray has told me most of what I used to do. I seem to have done something unforgivable, and...... I'm prepared to regret it. "

I think that's my punishment, too.

Ray also knows that he has lived for a long time as a family business. I've given up being a helpless person. But more than that, I'd like to know what Ray has been looking for over there.

I'm afraid to know. Honestly, I don't think I want to go back to being that kind of person.

Oh no! I can't help but forget it... ◆ That's all...

I want him back.

Thomas, who was smiling mildly, was more impatient with his pride. For her, who was also ready to be turned down, she was worried that if she was accepted so easily, she would be really okay.

You can refuse, you can bother, and he has no sign of bothering you, even though he wants you to make a choice. I don't think I could have imagined such a proposal, but I wonder how I could have been so calm.

She squeezes her lips and forgets her blinks, and Thomas understands that she "cares." After Ray, he continued to say words as he felt sorry for making such a child look so bitter.

“It's okay, I just remembered, and I'm not going to do anything bad anymore. Now I like this way of life too. If you go back to being a bad person, Alan will capture you."

He jokes and lets out his breath.

Thomas knows very well that it is not such an easy story. Neither Pride nor Alan laughed so much when they said it.

My memory returns, and if I really become such a person, I'll be able to live my life again. To the extent that you can't regret it, there is a risk that recovering your memories will change Thomas and the person themselves.

It was easy to imagine the price for Alan being killed by Liar, even though the pride he didn't know was brainwashed.

"Please, I'll ask for it." Let me meet the Special Ability. "

Still, Thomas's determination remained unchanged.

With his slightly droopy brow and gentle smile, Pride also understood that it would be impossible for him to reconsider. I had no choice but to look at myself with my straw-colored eyes.

I understood, and I nodded my eyes to Alan. Show Thomas the carriage a short walk away with your fingers.

Once again, Alan and Thomas walked out to the carriage. This is confidential to Ray, to my employer, to my two relatives, and to anyone, especially the Special Ability. Thomas did not hesitate to return to Jeanne, who wished to hide his voice. Even though I hide my position using fire, which is not uncommon as a special ability, I think such a rare ability is definitely targeted.

When I saw the carriage that was stopped, it was a common thing to see under the castle, but I tightened my mind that the person who could bother to get the carriage out might be a person with that kind of identity.

Standing in front of the carriage, Alan slams the door and opens the column from the inside.

And if the second knight recommended the carriage, Thomas, who was prepared to go so far, throbbed at it. When Jeanne and Alan were told by the column to wait outside the carriage, the tension bounced away.

Excuse me, but if I put my feet inside the carriage, it was a boy about the same age as Jeanne who was sitting there.

A boy with a cute face who looked younger than Ray looked at Thomas with blue hair and sharp eyes without a hood.

The column closes the door from the inside, and now it is closed in the space between the boy, the knight, and just three of them.

Greetings, and a nervous but first greeting back to Thomas, from which the boy asked him without a word.

"... remember, that's good."

"Yes, please..."

The boy who spoke in a majestic manner somewhere was puzzled, but he was able to answer without hesitation.

"I understand," the boy replied, and did not check any more. You don't have to ask me anything more than to come here with Jeanne and see what she wants. Just take responsibility for what you do.

As soon as Vest reached out for a handshake, Thomas grabbed it back. Grip each other's fingers firmly enough to feel, the next moment.

"Oops──────!"

Immediately after the eyes were about to drop to the limit, they leaned loosely from the axis.

Column sat next to Thomas as he headed to West in front of him and fell down. "Are you all right?" She called out to both West and Thomas who were about to fall, but Thomas had already passed out.

Vest replies calmly to the column, letting go of Thomas, who shook his hand.

"It was a recoil that brought back a lot of memories at once. Don't worry, you'll wake up in a while.”

No problem, the columns breathe out in relief as they continue.

The word "memory" still drifts through my head, but I now turn my attention to Thomas in front of me.

After politely leaning against his back and leaning against the window, Thomas checked his breathing. He was breathing normally, just as he was asleep.

"You can open the door. Jeanne turned down the carriage and Captain Alan to his employer. I asked the gentleman to leave a message. He's fine as he is."

Column responded with a single voice to Vest, who only gave the necessary instructions lightly and accurately.

Opening the door and listening to the sound of the columns flying in place of each other, Vest looked at Thomas as he leisurely slept in front of him. I recall that he was not lost at all, nor frightened.

I only took responsibility for myself. It is up to him to decide how to live after he wakes up.

Even if he wants to forget about it, he will never erase his memory. That is why I only left the memory erasure as a slave necessary to break the original purpose of brainwashing, and returned the other memories to him.

Waking up, he remembers everything until he was sold to his master as a slave. From the treatment from the back of the family business, all my life was captured until it became a product.

Vest himself has nothing to do with him and nothing to interfere with him with. Just one more thing.

When he wakes up, what's his first choice?

That was all I could hope for in the corner of my heart.