Isekai Torippu Shita Sono Bade Taberarechaimashita

"Demonic blood is the same color as people."

After dinner, Sakura said so as she remembered.

It's a good opportunity, so I decided to explain to her what a demon is like.

Even so, I don't know the details either.

You wouldn't know a hypothesis or something like a mountain unless you even asked the guys in the Magic Division.

If you can't spread the wrong knowledge, the unsubstantiated information is basically not going to appear on the table.

I know some powerful theories based on class and current status, but I am more familiar with them than the average person.

Still, if I told him what I knew, Sakura sounded interesting to me.

On her bloody face, redness had returned because she had eaten rice.

"In mythology, it was born from the filthy blood of the goddess, and it is. That's why they attack people for more blood."

It's a myth that was read to children.

Now I can see how conveniently crafted myths were for the powerful of time.

If there really is a God, there is no way to entrust reign to a greedy man.

By assuming that God has given you the right to rule your country, you seek to spread the legitimacy of your kingdom.

It's a simple, easy-to-understand consciousness manipulation.

"Goddess, are you filthy?

Sakura clenched her neck wonderfully.

It was a simple question like hers, not knowing the myth of this country, not knowing the society of this country.

"The blood itself is filthy."

That's how I answered and accidentally looked down at my hand.

These hands wet in blood more than once.

I'm sure my hands are filthy enough not to fall off trying to wipe them.

"A soldier in blood is a clot of filth."

With my hands looking down, I spill a laugh of self-derision.

Sometimes I remember when I decided to be a soldier.

When I was eighteen and he was fourteen.

It must have been since that time that my firm commitment to my cousin, who I wasn't close to from the beginning, became clearly visible.

"Blood at best."

My cousin laughed at me.

With my sword, I try to live on my own, like I'm a fool.

Before I got angry, oh well, I felt neat somewhere.

Instead of gaining the strength to stand on his own feet, he understood in his words that this body was going to be filthy.

But if I didn't, I became a soldier convinced that it was better than to rot my heart because of a power I didn't even want.

I never regretted that choice.

I didn't, I should have.

"The captain is not filthy."

Sakura clearly said so.

Those black eyes are staring straight at me.

It's like blaming yourself for blaming yourself.

Sakura denied her cousin's words more than a decade ago.

"The captain is just doing what he can to protect people. It's impossible that such a captain is filthy! The captain is beautiful."

How did you get so far, so much talk, I lost my word.

Impossible, I assure you, mouth without a coward that it is beautiful.

I didn't understand why I could say so confidently.

You won't know anything about me, he said.

You could have said it like you did yesterday.

Now, Sakura really doesn't know anything.

I don't know my rank, what I'm carrying, my subtle standing.

What can I know in just a few days?

Still... unconsciously, I was feeling happy.

Maybe I just, like, wanted you to acknowledge who you are.

"Look, the nudity was beautiful too!

... what? Naked?

I dotted my eyes.

They do see it all the first night.

Wouldn't have been anything clean or scarred.

No, that's not the problem.

Speaking of things I can say for now.

"... you're such a shame"

I told him so and exhaled deeply.

The difference between words before that is too severe.

Although, in a way, it doesn't change in that they were both shocking.

"It's terrible, Captain!

Sakura lowers her brow butt and raises her pitiful voice.

I don't know if I'm really blaming you or how serious she is.

Or maybe it's all from the beginning, you mean it.

Because she's so sweet that she wants to tell me to hide the truth for a little while.

"But I don't think that's bad, including that. A little... saved."

To my words, Sakura looked strange.

Don't exaggerate anything, like I said.

It wasn't exaggeration or anything. The truth is, I was saved by Sakura's words.

I belonged to the army, and I never regretted it.

Still, I guess there was something still dull.

Sakura's words reduced me, even if they didn't make it clean and refreshing.

I could feel confident that my determination was not wrong in her affirming me directly from the front.

I guess she doesn't know how amazing that is.

After finishing my sleep schedule, I'll tell you what I need to do so I won't keep you waiting as anxious as I want to see you again today.

The siren's listening is particularly important information for those who live here.

So strange that you haven't heard from Milt, who's been visiting the room a few times, you thought I was talking. Because normally, it's the first thing I have to teach you.

It was difficult to explain again the sounds that I normally listen to as naturally, but you should know it roughly.

If a strong demon comes nearby, it will usually be known a few days before the magic flows.

Anyway, to never go outside when the siren goes off. I only included telling you to protect that no matter what.

Sakura was worried that the servant would be late to return, but that's not true.

This level of assault is a routine tea meal. Each time, even if they are evacuated, the life of the fort stops standing.

Sakura was surprised when I explained that this time it was just a remnant hunt.

I guess you're remembering that bright red return blood.

In the course of the story, I said how I was supposed to get so much blood back.

When I said it, I realized it wasn't something to say in a place where I wasn't really in person.

"I'm sure he's grateful to the captain."

"I wonder. He may resent you because he reprimanded you so hard."

I remember the bright blue face when it was covered.

When I yelled at him, the blood pulled even more from his face.

I guess I understood that I almost lost my life, after being protected, after being angry.

I think to myself that the yelling out of my belly would have been compelling.

It is often the case that the memory of fear becomes one connection.

I hope my reprimand won't become one of those fears.

No, if you're scared, resentful, and you want to take care of your life, it might not be a bad idea to buy a hated role.

"I know exactly what you mean. The captain saved my life."

If that's what Sakura says, maybe so.

I hope so, I thought.

It's easier to do something than to be hated, and it's easier to be appreciated.

"After all, the captain is someone who can protect people."

Sakura said that somewhere proud and chuckled.

I told her it was a buyout, but she wouldn't listen.

How can you be so, so easy to trust?

Though military men who are supposed to protect people are common stories, such as hurting people with their power.

Of course I'm definitely not going to do that, and if I do that, there's definitely heavy punishment ahead of me, beyond being a captain.

But I guess Sakura's trust is not due to that.

Only a few days after I met Sakura.

That's all, why does she believe in me so much?

I wouldn't have been surprised.

I wish I could do something myself, Sakura said.

I don't even know how that feels, but fighting is a man's job.

I think women have a place to fight. It's not discrimination, it's a simple distinction.

I'm sure Sakura knows that, too.

But I was surprised to hear about Sakura.

I wondered if you lived in a peaceful world so much.

There will be some of those women in this country, but more or less people have knives, or as good as protective techniques.

Ultimately, you're the only one who can protect yourself.

Few women knew how to fight more than there was a threat of demons.

"If you were in an uncontested country, this environment would have something tough. In a way, this is the front line."

"I'm not used to seeing blood."

Sakura laid her eyes down to remember something.

I'm sure there's a red-dyed shirt floating behind my eyelids that I saw during the day.

I don't know how shocked it was, I'm getting used to the blood, but from what I'm telling you, it should have been so much.

"But there's a captain."

Looking up at me sitting next to her, Sakura made me laugh.

It didn't look like I was pushing it.

"If anything happens, the captain will surely protect me, won't he? So it's okay."

Why does Sakura believe so unconditionally in me?

How many times will this raise the same question?

Why, what a thought, the answer is in her, so there's no way I can figure it out.

Although.

I feel happy about that trust.

I want to live up to that trust.

That was the only thing I was sure of.

"... if they say so, you can't fail to protect them."

Unconsciously, cheeks loose.

Sakura rounded her eyes a little, then she grinned.

I wanted to protect that smile, I thought.

Not just as a duty.

My own, as will.

Maybe I'm laughing rarely right now.