Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

EP Fouta changed his job to the Uncle's spider!

--That night.

Due to the "offer of goodwill" of the nobles, the Futa celebration was held.

The venue is one of the venues reserved for the Royal Palace.

Located on the third floor, the hall is decorated with brilliant designs, and the words coming out of the mouth of the person who took the audio head praise Futa.

Several people came to say hello to Futa, and Futa remembered each one desperately.

Those who do not know what their hearts think with superficial praise.

Even if you know that, you can't go nowhere.

"But... I don't know, that's it."

Fouta continued to receive the greeting rush for a while and was then left unattended.

There are a number of reasons why I thought it would make no sense to give him so much money, or why I prioritized my relationship with other people over it - but for Futa, it was kind of fortunate.

Coming directly from the hall to the balcony, it's not popular under the cold sky.

The night sky is beautiful with arms in the trunk and a quiet world where no party noise can be heard.

"... thank you very much."

I never said anything more than that.

However, I ended up with the saying that the first time I received praise from people was not enough to get up and rejoice.

Even if I stood first and felt sorry for such a thing in a celebrated position, I would never show my feelings.

― ― That's a good situation.

When I think about that, I hear voices from behind.

Looking back slowly, there was a lilac in a beautiful nightdress.

"Princess. Is it okay to walk alone?

"When I said I was going to see Fouta, they all said no. It sounded more resonant today than I thought."

Giggles and smiles, she walks next to Futa.

And he looked up at the sky in the same way and murmured.

"Speaking of which, you were worried about me the day I first met you."

Ahh--I think I've heard that I can walk alone. At that time, I felt that it would be better if I were a princess. "

"So, is it different now?

"Now - or rather, I'm worried about the confusion in the venue."

Well...

Fufu, with a pleasant smile, she shakes her head.

"I told you to leave your seat. And above all, there are many things that are easier to talk about without me."

……

Lilac couldn't see what he was seeing in his eyes.

But I can't help feeling lonely.

Even if she hadn't gotten lonely in her current dialogue, it's up to Futa to decide what she thinks.

I often think back.

Hah, you feel like fighting from me? I didn't mean to. "

"... I see, that's why people have avoided me for the past few years."

Everyone kept away from her surroundings without telling her.

The defense to my back was a dant among the swordsmen I met. It's like I'm always ready for betrayal. "

An exercise based on the assumption of being alone, conveyed by swordsmanship.

I'll tell you. You don't know yet... but I need a shackle. "

"Shackles... what do you want with the princess?"

"No, I don't want to do anything. Your Highness is in danger."

Being openly alert from the surroundings,

He's the one with the stake! I'm not sticking together because I'm close. It's sad though.

So, Princess is not just a maid, but also a commercial union that makes various connections in the form of a "contract"? I feel like I'll never let anyone in on my own. Even the distance feeling of Master Huta is the closest to the princess if I succeed. "

Even the closest girl is not more than a contract.

Think about Your Majesty's "occupation." The King is also deceived by his operatives. As it stands, the country... "

The princess's "profession" has long been said to be a cheap hero.

By her "profession," she continues to be seen in coloured glasses as a "hero with cunning flags."

The word "zero" from her is better without herself.

For a serious Futa, it was impossible to feel it.

Even if she had accepted it all and reopened it.

"- Well, princess."

"What is it?

"... about my past. I'm sorry about that. You should have told me."

"No, it will take courage to tell me. I don't mind."

"Princess"

Looking straight at her eyes, she said, "Yes?"

"I will never do that again. Believe me."

Blink your eyes. Lilac made a small bubble.

"Huta, this may be a very unpleasant story for you."

Yes?

"I've been looking into your roughness. I'm going to get an approximate picture of what happened. And so I exchanged words and swords over and over again, and you became an understandable person.... so what you did in the past doesn't matter to me."

――

Cut it out and say "tingle."

"Now you have said that you will meet my expectations, and you have fulfilled them. That's enough for me. Fouta"

Futa exhales to Lilac without breaking her smile.

"... thank you."

It was like being saved again.

No one's ever looked at Futa before.

There are people who acknowledge the little effort.

Lilac probably doesn't understand how big she is to Fouta.

"Thank you is not required. Because I have made you do things that are not in my" contract "with you many times for my own convenience."

"No, not that much."

And I think that's how you put it in your mouth.

She said many times.

She asked me to stand with Prim only once.

Sure enough, we can handle assassins and Richters badly.

However, if Corona's words were true, it would be Lilac who led everything so far.

And she said it first.

I'll prove it. And the result is this uncontested situation.

"Did everything go well?

So I asked.

Even if everything up to now was as calculated, Huta didn't mind.

I just didn't think she was just a genius anymore.

It only seemed like a gift of her "hard work", which she had so desperately lived through.

"- What do you mean?

The answer was a loving smile.

Someday, like when I asked why I wanted to be the strongest, I told you not to listen darkly.

"I'm not going to offend the princess. It's just...."

However, there was a fact that the girl who reached out to me was really waving her sword alone.

I just thought there was something I could do.

――

"Princess?

I noticed her gaze.

Emotions in your eyes are thoughts you can't hide.

It's like, "What should I do with the man in front of me?"

I didn't think it was enough to be suspicious, but Futa tried to open her mouth - she was blocked.

"Hey, are you worried about the" rapist "of my profession? Then I'll be fine. Rumor has it you'll be a noble minister in the reign."

So rest assured.

Words told with such intent.

Futa also knew that the "rape man" would become a superior minister in the reign - that is, a noble minister.

However, it is rumours of a "rape male" traitor who was spared the thought that he would have become a noble minister in a country a little away from one of the Principalities of Colosseum.

Besides...

Lilac's words, which he brought with him reassuring ingredients, are meaningless substitutes for Futa.

Huta is not alert that Lilac is a "rapist."

Rather, the opposite.

But for Lilac, even though he was afraid of being a "rapist", he had never thought of it.

There's no way we could have assumed it wasn't there.

"... are you still worried? Fouta"

"Princess.... I'm good at imitation."

"Yes?"

Lilac leans his neck against sudden words.

Whatever, Futa continued.

"I told the princess that what I could imitate was the trajectory of my previous training.... it's not like you can draw emotions. But... I know what kind of training you've been training."

― ―

That's all Lilac seemed to know.

The expression is attracted by the eyes.

For the first time, I felt that the mask on my face was broken.

"The princess's training is abnormal in protecting her" back "and" feet ". It's as if you're always prepared for betrayal. I was more conscious of fighting alone than a gladiator."

So I went on.

"I knew I didn't just yearn for the strongest."

Fouta has no environment or knowledge like Lilac.

That's why it's impossible to find out about Lilac.

But as Lilac had gathered the information and found out about Huta.

Fouta also knew Lilac with her sword.

Really?

Moments.

It was as if the balcony was frozen, wrapped in a cold fighting atmosphere.

A horrible smile, a ruthless smile that Futa had never seen before.

"It was a little unexpected. --Sword stands for man. Would a person like you really understand me?... I meant to be a very kind princess."

……

"In the end, I can't change the business of identifying myself. My essence is the cunning one who has brought it to the situation as expected for your sake. I won't stop you if you say you're leaving. You're free to terminate the contract."

It's just...

That's how she pulls a little dagger out of her dress.

I had cold eyes.

It seems that it has never been directed at Futa before.

If you decide to erase it, erase it. The lack of confusion confirms the accumulated experience.

"If you're listening in the royal palace,"

Lilac quickly lifts the blade of her dagger into her abdomen.

"I don't care if I put you to death..."

She said yes, but she lost her way.

"--ahhhh!? What are you suddenly doing!

"... Futa. It's you."

It was an instant event.

Lilac reacted and soon appeared in front of her.

"I really didn't mean to stab you yet...?

"Eh, ah. No, I'm sorry. The atmosphere is too different, so I'm in a hurry."

"Is this the result of such a hurry?"

Pocahontas, pocahontas.

Red spots drip off the balcony and accumulate.

"... how can your precious right hand be so light? If I pull the blade, all your fingers will fall off.

"I know, about. I still have a deep understanding of swords."

"Then why..."

The blade gripped with his right hand certainly stopped Lilac's hand from reaching his abdomen.

At the expense of the dominant hand who holds the sword himself.

"Why? The princess will get hurt."

"I know so much about the area that it won't be fatal.... rather than... I'm asking why I deliberately stopped the human wounds that are going to condemn you to death!

"I don't think it's important to say... because it's easier for me to reflect with my sharp arm, so I'll leave it there."

It was an important part for Lilac.

Futa quickly cut off her arm and went on.

"I'm not going to die, and I'm not going to pretend. Leave the princess alone."

"- Do you know what I'm talking about?

"Yes, you saved my life. So whatever happens to my dominant hand - yes, but the princess can't make it together. That doesn't really change your life or your hands."

Lilac lowers her eyebrows in trouble against Futa, who laughs.

The expression looks like a lost puppy who doesn't have the usual majesty or room.

--It was an irresistible story.

After understanding my nature, I cannot understand people who become devoted like this.

Seventeen years living as a "rapist."

There was not a single favorite person.

I was born a princess, so I gave up. Her presence was in the way of the royal palace, where there were only those who wished peace for the country and themselves.

Nobody's ever worried about you.

I've lived all my life alone, and I thought I knew it was going to happen again.

That's why... this bright red hand.

Seriously, I didn't understand the meaning.

I was just afraid of something I couldn't understand.

I had a chest ache because of the fear.

"The princess's mistake must be corrected."

"My mistake?

Futa smiles brightly at close range.

"It's just that I don't have the sense of words, and I don't know what to say to reassure the princess."

"I'm relieved...? Not you?

"That's right. I want to reassure the princess."

What should I say?

Yes, a word from him telling him to worry.

I didn't want to decorate it.

In this situation, I dye my hands red, and I don't even hesitate to say anything.

Straight from the front.

Lilac didn't know that a fool's honest and honest words resonated more than any stylish word.

Because it was only by decorating words that I could live.

"- Oh, yeah."

He raised his face unexpectedly to an unexpected voice.

Looking back at Lilac's gaze, Futa laughed.

"I'll give all my life to the princess."

"... yes?

Words fell in love.

A man who mistakenly thought he didn't pass it on keeps trying.

"My life would have been over there without the princess. This January was the most enjoyable time of my life, even though it was enough. That's enough for me to use by the princess, but I don't care anymore."

Say that and shake one person's head if it's not.

I didn't even notice her eyes staring up.

"It doesn't matter." Rape male "and" unemployed "are completely different, but for me, they are together. Well, if you think that the person who saved me was really waving his sword all by himself, you'd already be the one who wanted to do something about it."

Ah, but, uhh, there's no such thing as a noble voice or a poet's beauty in the way of fillers.

I don't have one.

"So I'd rather do whatever I can. Such a right hand is cheap, really. Haha, I'm not trying to say that the sword is enough with your left hand.

I would be astonished at what a boring joke I am.

My head and mind are panicking now, not just his jokes.

"Look, you told me not to get caught up in my profession. The princess can't think about her profession without thinking about it. It's hard at the royal palace, isn't it? So, what if you don't mind in front of me? I'm sure that would be easier. At least I'll live alone forever, and I've been a mess. It was thanks to the princess that I realized it was tough."

--I can't get caught up in my profession.

Because Lilac herself was incredibly captive, she dazzled a human named Huta.

Because of my "profession", I have lived with vigilance by every human being. I've even used everything to live.

Even though it is.

Once you've been affirmed as you are.

If you ever get unconditionally close to me again.

I feel like I can handle it.

"So, I may not be a big deal."

Look straight into Lilac's eyes.

It's not a beautiful word or a beautiful word.

Huta told him what he wanted most, honestly.

I'm on your side no matter what happens.

--I felt that something had gone wrong.

"No way!!!!

The dagger doesn't exist in my right hand anymore.

To scratch his feet alive at all times, what he had without letting go of his skin fell into agitation.

I don't understand the man in front of me.

At first glance, his eyes, which could see the truth of anyone, were shaking like babies.

"It's a lie... it's a lie, a lie!

"Princess...."

Clear rejection. Distance the retreated foot from the same pole as the magnet.

Looking at Futa's troubled face, she squeezed her painful chest.

I desperately rejected the warm feelings of people flowing hot from my throat.

"─ ─ There is no one on my side!!!

I screamed.

Wave your stretched hand away like a child's tantrum.

I'm afraid of the "uncertain future" ahead of me. I'm afraid of reaching out to someone. Anyway, everyone pulls back and stabs their back the moment they grip it.

'Cause.

That's what they all were.

Father was always afraid of his daughter's "profession".

One day, this child never confronted himself as if he were threatening himself.

The mother always denied her daughter's "occupation".

Such a cute little boy couldn't possibly be a "rapist", and he loved himself and refused.

Everyone kept away from me when I said I loved you and that I was on your side.

I know that there is a manual in the palace that can kill Lilac when something happens.

I also know that the Chamberlain is ordered not to listen to Lilac's words.

Everyone knows that he is afraid of himself, desperate to build a wall in his heart, and careful not to be swallowed by deception.

I no longer know that I can only build a connection with someone by "contracting."

I have known since I was born that I have no choice but to live alone.

I knew it. And yet...

"Princess"

Regardless of the bloody hand, Huta took Lilac's hand.

I can't shake it off, either.

The man in front of you is more powerful than himself.

I can't shake it off.

The only one alive. I was afraid of this.

I lost my strength and heart.

"What is it...?"

His eyes, looking straight, were free of all falsehood.

That's why I was scared.

That can't be happening.

I can use him as much as I want.

"... because I'm strong, I'm not afraid. If that's the case, you'll be too proud."

It was desperate to murmur.

He turns away and tries to escape from him just by looking away.

"I know what the current princess is saying to the boulder. If I was strong enough to manage the world, I wouldn't have met you in the first place."

……

"Listen to me.... I just want to repay the princess."

"Not enough to be thankful, I..."

"Even if it were you. I think I've benefited enough from you my whole life!!

* giggle *, the power of the gripped hand intensified.

Without hesitating to increase the amount of bleeding, he kept approaching Lilac.

Putting a lilac that shouts loudly at you for the first time, Huta says.

"It was a life I lived alone. Nobody looked at me." I'm unemployed. "It's all about my profession, and no one ever looked up to my efforts."

― ―

He took a breath.

I was going to look into it and find out.

Words are spoken from the front, and the bitterness is exhaled from the person's mouth.

"It was just you."

Stretched hands wrap around Lilac's right hand.

The dominant hand that has been holding the blade so desperately to keep you alive.

"For me, you're the only one. For the first time, my heart admitted my life. He was the one who said yes. Let me tell you something. It's not about my profession. I just wanted to live for you from the beginning."

You were strong. There was an unexpected mark of training on the sword's arm. No matter how mimic I was, if I hadn't caught up with my powers, I wouldn't be able to mimic my moves. "

─ Human beings are not slaves to "profession". You've fascinated me with it. "

I want to have a one-time encounter with you rather than 100 thoughtful dialogues. Whatever poet shows up and spins my favorite poems, I'll fire them all so long as I lose time with you. Do you understand?

It's your talent. Above all, I hate being danced to a "profession". "Profession" is what humans use, not to live by listening to what they say. Now most people in the world are slaves to their profession. "

I had countless thanks.

"... princess. Let me hear it."

……

Looking straight at those pale eyes, Futa asked.

"Or am I? Didn't I make you expect it?

"That's it...."

Anyway, I may have something to tell you. But that's not right now - oh, yeah. "

That's what you can do. Let me keep expecting you to tell me everything I want to tell you. "

Couldn't you make me expect it?

Lilac already had the answer to the question.

My mouth trembles when I try to open it because I have it.

If you were disillusioned, you'd have to dispose of it and dance before you could be so disrespectful.

When that is not the case, her answer is already settled.

But even if Lilac answered yes.

She doesn't know what Lilac means to Fouta.

Shaking eyes. Conflict. Confused.

Seventeen years of my life, I've never done this before.

Seems upset. But that's not the point.

A person who truthfully said that he would give his life to himself.

It is okay to use it. I don't care what your occupation is.

I didn't know what to do when I was told that.

"... okay."

Whatever you think, Huta turns off the warmth from Lilac's hands.

I picked up a rolling dagger, of course.

He let Lilac hold the handle of the dagger, even if Lilac's shoulders shake.

"What..."

"If you don't like it, please stab it. I'm not good at words."

No matter what I said, I was hugged shortly after resisting.

Hmm...

"Dear you,

……

The grasped dagger can pierce his defenseless back just by slightly pulling back.

I know it, I know it's rude, and now this man is.

Your body is so small that you can be hugged and comfortably fit.

And then...

For the first time, I felt the warmth of my whole body - it was somehow warm.

"... really?

The words leaked were too pathetic.

"It's true. - Princess?

The dagger fell with a faint noise.

"... have you ever held a person?

"I don't think so. I'm sorry, was it too strong?"

"Yeah... but it's better if it hurts."

The empty hand goes to the back of the person you need to protect.

"I still don't know how you feel."

Eh?

"But... how dare you try to understand?"

* giggle *, her smiling expression doesn't look like a long lid.

There's only one thing I don't know about Futa, even Ichizukushi, which is zero on the balcony floor.

But...

"No matter how many times you think about it, No matter how hard you work your head. There is no chance that you are lying.... that's impossible - I'm still immature to analyze with emotion."

"... the world seems to be full of people."

"Well, that's... what we need to learn from now on."

Gently, the shadow split in two.

Lilac, who smiles a little, wipes her eyes so that she can't see.

Tear off the hem of the dress and take his hand and wrap it.

"Hey... it looks incredibly expensive"

"I told you before. Things have priorities. Dresses are cheap."

Cover your hands gently with cloth.

Lilac smiled as if she were her mother, such as paying someone. She was rightly "aristocratic" and well cared for her dear daughter. Along with a loving smile, she kept saying, "This child can't be a rapist."

"... you haven't told me why you wanted to be the strongest yet."

"Oh, yeah. First"

"I was scared."

Lilac.

Her gaze stayed out of his hands.

"There may be someone stronger than yourself. They may not be here. I wasn't sure, but I was scared."

"... you're glad I'm here, right?

Without answering the words, Lilac looked at Huta.

"Destroy this country."

"... eh?

Unleash the slave of "profession" and show potential to all. It is the end of order, the beginning of chaos. But I don't think that chaos is bad. "

Spinning out of her mouth is what she wants without lies or lies.

When I talked to Futa about unemployed, I showed her a scale, her thoughts about "occupation".

"First, we bring the nobility of the profession alongside the civilians and drag the king down."

Out of the blue, she looked at Futa.

Some anxious mixed eyes revealed their purpose to others for the first time, but then they wanted to believe his words.

"I had to do something alone. I was afraid of someone stronger than me."

So...

"--Will you follow me?

"Of course."

"... is that an immediate answer?"

Lilac smiles small.

"As I said before, It's not a bad word to say that it's not a bad word."

"Thank you...?

Fufu

Unexpectedly, blow it out.

Oh, you spit out everything about yourself, and you accept it all.

In words, it's simple.

But it feels so comfortable.

Feel it with your hands on your chest. Has it ever been so early in my life to ring a bell and raise it?

"But I wanted to be the strongest. Are we done?

"Yes. Instead, I had a more fun dream."

"What do you mean?

"I want to be the champion of the gladiator. I want to see what you saw one day. I could dream about it because I could do it on the floor, right?

Pull out her tongue and say to the teasing alternation.

"Show to country. It doesn't matter in any profession. This country is the place where you can freely deal with what you are good at. Perfect for that, isn't it?

"That's right. If there's anything I can do, please tell me."

"Really? ― ― So...

That said, Lilac smiled naughtily and raised her hands.

"Please tickle. I told Corona I could do it, and I should."

Eh?

"It's a joke. Please do that for her pleasure. That's why I'm here."

A hand that is gently offered.

Without knowing for a moment what it meant, Huta leans her neck.

"Let's dance. On the evening balcony, illuminated by the stars. You can see the tower you first came to the royal castle and the garden you set up."

Lilac tells her that she looks happy and happy.

"I'd be happy if I were you."

"Yeah, you're good."