Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

I felt so good.

The pleasure of following the girl didn't leave me all the time. The girl was like a lucky blue bird. I've been singing all the time how fun it is to walk. If you ask me what song I sang, I can confidently say that I also sang my teacher's compass.

"I'll listen, just give me directions."

I embraced the girl in my princess's arms. I don't know if I grew up eating it, but it was too light.I told you to give me 10 silver. Can't you do anything? She's not my boss anymore.

The fact that you stole my money, the fact that you hid behind the robbers and instructed them to kill me, was all worth nothing in front of a ten-silver giant. It was a world where money was all it took.

I stole money, but I give it back to the ship.

I said kill, but I didn't actually kill.

Then there is nothing wrong with the girl.

Of course, as an adult, I have no choice but to look at a girl who looks so pretty and says she's going to live hard. I want to help, I want to support. So you can forgive.

"Isn't it hard to live in a place like this?"

I walked up and asked.

"Oh, brother. You don't have to do this. I want you to come down... I won't run away..."

"So what's your name? Let me know because it's a good pseudonym. I don't know what to call it, man."

"Yes? I'm asking you to come down..."

"You're so light, by the way. What kind of person isn't a feather, and it's so light?

"I mean, are you listening to me?"

"Still, it's really nice to see the kid live up to his strength. Barbarians like us are really hard to live with. You're better than me."

"Brother Ah, please answer anything...? You're not trying to kill me, are you? Do you give me all the money?"

"The kids are gloomy these days. I don't know grace, I don't know how to apologize. Compared to that, you're a really conceptual kid."

"... oh, brother?"

"And not cancer. The world is always about helping and living. Just like I helped you, you help me."

"... Argh."

"Ten-silver, ten-silver. Ten! Thread! Burr! Khhhhhh! Desjardins!"

I could not stop the urge of joy, and I ran out on the ground. A shout of joy burst out. I wanted to reach where the girl hid the money a little faster.

Thought Claudie might be starving in the room by herself. I wasted so much time. When I ran out like that, I arrived where I was told.

"Can I get you out of here?"

I gave the girl down. The girl was less trembling somehow, but she was extremely frightened by the fear of seeing something. What the hell is going on? All I remember is a compliment.

Oh, that's it.

I may have been frightened when I saw you using someone earlier.

I did something I'm sorry for, not Bourne's.

"Hoo, hoo... hoo..."

"Are you okay? Are you okay? Can you walk?"

Concerned because I was trembling so much, I asked nicely and laid my hands on my forehead and looked at the heat again. Of course, I couldn't measure the heat with those other actions. How the hell do I know my hands are not thermometers?

I don't know English.

"Oh, I'll show you... follow me..."

"Yes!"

The girl's guide was a box-shaped shack in a corner tank at the end of a slum. When it rains, it looks wet to the inside. It's better than homelessness.

"Please come in..."

The girl who went in first said,

I put my hand on the handle of the knife and went in with vigilance.

- Yikes.

The inside was dusty to see if it was not ventilated.

When I thought I'd cough,

- Cough, Cough!

Someone took the player.

I saw Grandma lying there.

"... Hey, Lina? Cough, Cough! Lina, who's here?"

"Ha, Grandma, be quiet for a second!"

The girl who was about to get up lay her grandmother down again. Are you two living in a fucking place like this? I woke up dead. I can't live with my grandmother in a place like this.

"Your grandmother?"

"... yes."

Grandma was having an elongated cough. I saw him close his eyes and he seemed to be doing it tomorrow in many ways. I asked what I was wondering.

"No way... are you supporting him?"

"... yes."

"Alone?"

"... that's right."

The girl called Lina smiled and said, shattered.

Only those who were stifled in their cruel lives laughed at the force they could build.

Is that so?

Is that so?

"I'm sorry, brother. I stole money to make money on my grandmother's medicine. I'll give it all back, so I'll give you all the money I've saved so far.. Ha, can you forgive me just once..?"

The girl was working alone in this place, risking her life for her grandmother and leading her young body.

"Is Grandma very sick?"

"... will be dead soon. Maybe... but he raised me, so I couldn't give up."

and sometimes they sell their bodies. For a grandmother who didn't know when she was going to die, she risked her life and made money.

"I wanted to do whatever it took... to save her."

The girl said:

"If I die, it's not my grandmother... forget it. Brother, I did it wrong. I shouldn't have done that..."

"..."

"I'm glad you're a good man."

It seemed to break my heart.

I have lived long since I came to this world, forgetting the hearts of men. However, even though the girl is living in similar conditions to me, she has not forgotten her heart.

"I see."

It was a very important value.

"Where's the money?"

Anyway, I was impatient because I had to take the money.

If I had to come and hit Gura now, I'd have to kill my grandmother and Nabal and everyone else. I never wanted to see it like that. Do you think I want to kill this poor kid and sick old man? If you do, you won't even sleep well.

"..."

The girl brought a little box stuck in the corner.

"Stay here."

The box contained copper coins and silver coins.

I counted it slowly. It was exactly 10 silver and 9 coopers.

"Khh, khhh..."

I soon felt better when I saw the money.

"Yes, I'll forgive you! Live well in the future!"

I promised to get all the money I had, so I put all my 10 silver 9 coopers in my pocket. My hardened pockets made my heart beat. I hugged the girl's head, which felt extremely good.

"Huh? You look so pretty, you have to do pickpocketing? No matter how barbaric we are, there must be a hole to come alive. In the first place, your grandmother would never like you to make that kind of money."

"..."

"I'll advise you, but avoid the guy who looks like an imposter. No, not just me. Always be careful. And to be honest, I'm not just using such vulgar words. Fuck, you think that makes sense? I value your body a little more."

I decided to give virtue to the girl who got paid and felt better. The girl listened to me without saying a word, as if touched by my words. I was moved by the fluttering of my body.

"Good night, then."

I came out right away because it was clear that my lungs would rot if I stayed in this place.

The air outside was refreshing.

Is it good to do something like that? The world seemed to welcome me.

I think it's okay to do such a good thing today.

As I show mercy, the girl who supports the sick old man has risen.

It was kind of dumb to get 10 silver.

Even though I was in danger of losing five silver, I was crazy to die, but I earned five more silver because I learned this good deed.

It was like a sample of a winding up evil that would not even be able to rub the old story.

"Ana, this is so good. This is real. Hhhhh..."

A real laugh came out.

I didn't come here to make money, but in just a few hours, I got five silver coins and 14 coopers. I thought I'd fly right away. I got out of the slum with a step that would be so light.

Dog-fucking neighborhood, never coming back.

"Oh, right."

Thinking about it, I had to buy a dining street before returning to my home. I'll make some money, I'll give you a little luxury.

I bought groceries with a nostril. To commemorate today's harvest, I went through the beer and bought wine. Claudie likes to drink. I bought enough to eat until tomorrow morning and went back to my home.

-...!...!

Arriving in front of the room, I heard a faint sound. I was glad the building was soundproofed. I opened the door.

"Haaaaah, haaah, haaah! Car, Kat! Why, why are you so late...! Hahaha!"

"Oh, my God."

Claudie, who completely wet the bed, rolled over her naked. I was waiting all by myself. No, how many hours has it been?

I shook my basket and hesitated to sit down.

"Hauhhh... Cat? That blood...?"

"Blood? Ah."

Normal clothes were bloody. Blood splattered when the robbers were killed. That's how it turned out. Once you've washed...

"Haaah... Haaah..."

Suddenly, Claudie, whose eyes were shining, began to approach me. Somehow, my hair was like an amendment.

That's right, motherfucker! She loved this!

"Take it off."

"Argh!!"

In an instant, I was thrown into bed as if undressed. She rode on top of me like a beast, pulling out my soul. The view was bleak.

* * *

It's already dark outside, since the vigorous ordeal is over. Claudie, lying next to me, looks through the scars on my chest with her fingers.

"So, what happened?"

"I went out to buy some food and I met a pickpocket."

"Pleasure to meet you?"

"I killed them all and made five silver coins."

"Huhuhu, good job, good job."

Unlike Claudie, who praises me with an elongated mouth on my cheeks, I felt like I was quite a singer. I told her how I felt unfiltered.

"... he kills people these days, what should I say? I have to say that the hesitation is completely gone... It's just a situation, so I killed it impulsively, but I feel reluctant... I can't explain it very well either. But it sure as hell doesn't feel good."

The true owners of America, the cruel early Indians, believe that there is a triangle of conscience in their hearts.

That triangle rotates every time it acts against conscience, stabbing it and hurting it. However, when a triangle rotates, the vertex becomes worn out as it rotates.

Finally, when the worn out triangle circles, he is born a true monster who no longer feels the guilt of conscience at all.

Monsters without blood or tears are said to be the most powerful warriors of the tribe and to reign as butchers on the battlefield.

Maybe I've become like that.

I think the triangle of my conscience is worn out by rolling around in this world, killing monsters and people.

"Umm... what should I tell you, this... what was it like to kill people?"

Claudie said boldly.

"Honestly, it was a little... good. I'm a little crazy, but what's the satisfaction with stabbing a knife? Achievement? That's what happened. It was nice back then, but now you look so crazy. So just a little bit."

"Yeah, you were thinking about that."

Claudie, lying next to me, grabs my head and turns.

She had a firm expression.

"Cat, if you like it, that's it."

"What are you saying...?"

"Yeah. What does anyone else have to do with you, actually? We have to kill him. We have to do that when that happens. That's the same story as the other guy. People can't live without killing something."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, that's it. So you don't have to worry about killing people. Hell-Khan said, murder is the destiny of a warrior. It's all worthless."

Claudie hugs me like she's trying to put me in her heart.

I don't know, but my chest was soft.

"Murder is never a bad thing. So don't mind that. Let's just stop sleeping, okay?"

Claudie's nonsense is starting to feel right these days.

I fell asleep because I was tired.