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171.Blank Space ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅฟ™ใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใ“ใใ€ใŠๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใงใ—ใŸใ‹? ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠๅฑŠใ‘็‰ฉใงใ™ใ€ ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‚’่จชใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚’ๅ…ฅๅฃใง่ฟŽใˆใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซไธ€็คผใ™ใ‚‹ใจใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใจใ‹ใ—ใพใ—ใ่ฉฑใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใ€ไธฆใณใซ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ้•ทใจๅไน—ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ใŠๅฑŠใ‘ใซๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ๅคซๅ›ใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใฏ่ฉฑ้กŒใซไบ‹ๆฌ ใใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€‚ใŠใ‹ใ’ใ•ใพใง้€€ๅฑˆใ›ใšใซๆธˆใฟใพใ™ใ€ ใซใ“ใ‚Šใ€ใจๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณไบŒไบบใŒ็ฌ‘้ก”ใง่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‚’่ญฆๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใพใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ‚ใใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎไบ‰ใ„ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€่กจ้ขไธŠใฏ่ฆชใ—ใ„่ฒดๆ—้šŽ็ดšใฎไป˜ใๅˆใ„ใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—็›ธ่ซ‡ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ•ใ‚“ใจ็ฉใ‚‹ใŠ่ฉฑใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠไบŒไบบใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ่‰ฏใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใ€ ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใจใ€ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ็คผใ‚’ใ—ใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใซๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธใŠ่“ๅญใจใŠ่Œถใ‚’้‹ใฐใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ใใฎๅงฟใฏใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใ€่‡ช็„ถใชๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใ„ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธปไบบใฎไฝฟ็”จไบบใซใพใงใ”้…ๆ…ฎใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฏ้›‡ใ„ไธปใฎๅ‹™ใ‚ใงใ™ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎๅฝน่ทใฏใ€Ž็›ธ่ซ‡ๅฝนใ€ใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅฎถ่‡ฃใงใฏ็„กใใ€ๅฎขๅˆ†ใจใ—ใฆๆ‰ฑใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒ้•ทๅ‘ฝใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฎถ่‡ฃใจใ—ใฆ้ซ˜ใ„ๅœฐไฝใซไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจๅพŒๅนดๅ•้กŒใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€็Ž‹ใฎ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹็ซ‹ๅ ดใฎ่€…ใŒไธ‹็ดšใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚„ๅฎ˜ๅใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€ใจๅฎฐ็›ธใŸใกใŒ้ ญใ‚’ๆปใฃใฆ่€ƒใˆใ€โ€œไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ้›†่ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠๆ‹›ใใ—ใŸ็›ธ่ซ‡ๅฝนโ€ใจใ„ใ† ๅŸŽๅ†…ใซๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใจๅฑ…ๅฎคใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅฐ‚็”จใฎไพๅฅณใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚่‡ช็ตฆ่‡ช่ถณใซ่ฟ‘ใ„็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏใ€็ชๅฆ‚ใจใ—ใฆๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸ็”Ÿๆดปใซใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใพใ ใ€ไพๅฅณใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ไบ‹ใซใฏๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŸŽใซใ‚‚่ค‡ๆ•ฐใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒใ„ใพใ™ใ—ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟใˆใชใใฆใ‚‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’่จ“็ทดใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅธŒๆœ›ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใงใฏ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ่จ“็ทดใซใ‚‚ใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใ“ใจใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธใจๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’็งปใ—ใ€ไพๅฅณใŸใกใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‘ใๅˆใ†ไบŒไบบใฎ้ก”ใ‹ใ‚‰็ฌ‘้ก”ใŒๆŠœใ‘่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใžใ€ ใใฃใ‘ใชใๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅฐ่‹ใŒใใฎใพใพใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆ„ๅค–ใซๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฏไธญใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œไธปไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ™ใงใซๅผ•้€€ใ—ใŸ่บซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒ็„กใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆ…Ž้‡ใซใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใงๅฐใ‚’่งฃใใ€ๅ†…ๅฎนใซใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎ็ฝฒๅไป˜ใใงใ€ๅœๆˆฆใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’่กŒใ„ใŸใ„ๆ—จใŒๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฅณ็Ž‹่‡ชใ‚‰ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅฑ…ๅŸŽใธ่ตดใ็”จๆ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ ๆ–‡้ขใ ใ‘ใงๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฑ้™บใ ใŒใ€่ขซๅฎณ่ปฝๅพฎใชๅฐ็ซถใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅ›ฝ่ปใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ๅ›ฝๅขƒใธๆ‰‹ไธญใ•ใ›ใ€้ง็•™้ƒจ้šŠใ‚’้คŠใ†ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚็ตŒ่ฒปใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใใ†ใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใŒ็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใจใ—ใฆใฎๆœฌ้Ÿณใ ใ€‚ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใซๆฅใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ็ฝ ใ‚’็–‘ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใŒใ€ๆฅใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ็”จๆ„ใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใ€ใตใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใซใฏใ€็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็Ž‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅœๆˆฆใฎ็”ณใ—่พผใฟใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฎŸ็พใ•ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅœๆˆฆใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚่‰ฏใ„็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆˆฆใ„ใŒ้•ทๅผ•ใใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่ฒ ๆ‹…ใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‚‚ๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚ใใญใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‰ฏใ„้ ƒๅˆใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใฏใ€ๅฝ“็„ถๅœๆˆฆใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใพใ™ใญใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณๅˆใ„ใŒๅผทใๅซใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่€ƒใˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่จ€ใ„ๅซใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใฎใ“ใจใชใฎใ‹ใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใชใ„็†็”ฑใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ“ใฎใŠ่ฉฑใฏๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ในใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใตใจใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่„ณ่ฃใซใ€ไปŠใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใงใใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†่€ƒใˆใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆ˜ผ้ฃŸใ€ใ”ไบˆๅฎšใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œไธปไบบใจ้Žใ”ใ™ไบˆๅฎšใงใ™ใ€ ๅฝ“็„ถใฎไบ‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใชใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใฎ่‹›็ซ‹ใกใ‚’็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๅŒ…ใฟ้š ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚‚ไบคใˆใฆใ€ๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆๅŸŽใงๆ˜ผ้คใจใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹? ๆญฃๅผใชๅ†…ๅฎนใฏใใฎๆ™‚ใซ่ฉฐใ‚ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ“ใพใงใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅณ็Ž‹ใ‚’ใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅ›ฝ่ปใง่กŒใ†ในใใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซ้›ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใฎ่จ“็ทดใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใงใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็ฒพ้‹ญใŒไธ‡ไธ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงๆšดใ‚ŒใŸใจใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใชใ‚‰ใฐ็ขบๅฎŸใซๆŠผใ•ใˆใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใพใ™ใ€ ไพ้ ผๆ–™ใ‚„่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚นใ‚ฑใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใชใฉใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆœฌไบบใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใฆ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใŸใ„ใ€ใจ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไฟ็•™ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธปไบบใซ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใ†ใกใซใฏใ”้€ฃ็ตกใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠไผใˆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ็ฐกๅ˜ใชใ‚ใ„ใ•ใคใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅŸŽใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚Šใซๅฎคๅ†…ใธๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ไบŒไบบๅˆ†ใฎใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใ‚ปใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸไพๅฅณใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€Œๆ€ฅใŽใงใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ใจๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใจๅฎฐ็›ธใซใ€ใ™ใใ“ใ“ใธๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไผใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ็•ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€้™›ไธ‹ใ€ ๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใ่Œถๅ™จใ‚’็›†ใซใพใจใ‚ใ€ไพๅฅณใฏ่ถณๆ—ฉใซๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆ•ตใฏไปŠๆ—ฅใฎๅ‹......ใ€‚ใ„ใˆใ€ๅ‹ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ๆ”ฟๆฒปใซ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ€่€ƒใŒใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“้ป’ใใชใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ†ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚Šใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎใŠ่…นใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใŸใ€‚ใพใ ็ขบๅฎšใฎ่จบๆ–ญใฏๅ‡บใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ€ใใ“ใซๅ‘ฝใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅ‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ€‚ใ”่‹ฆๅŠดๆง˜ใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซ่จชใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใซใ€ๅ„ชใ—ใๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚’ใใฎใพใพไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎ็‚บใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใฏใ€ๆฌก็ฌฌใซๆ›ธ้กžใงๅŸ‹ใพใ‚Šใคใคใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้š…ใงใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใจใƒ•ใ‚งใƒฌใ‚นใฎไบŒไบบใŒใ€ใฒใƒใฒใƒ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ›ธ้กžใฎไป•ๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ›ธ้กžใŒๅข—ใˆใฆ้ขๅ€’ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒใ€ไบŒไบบใซ็ทŠๆ€ฅๆ€งใฎ้ซ˜ใ„้ †ใซๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใƒ–ใƒ„ใƒ–ใƒ„ใจๆณฃใ่จ€ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆŒใใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใธใ€็”ทใฏใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใŒใ€่จ€ๅŠใฏใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ“ใซ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝ่ฃ…ใฏๅฎŒ็’งใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใพใ•ใ‹่ฆ‹็ ดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธ่ฆšใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่ฆชๆ›ธใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซๆˆปใฃใฆใใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใŸๆฝœๅ…ฅใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใญใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€‚ๆฌกใฎๆฉŸไผšใŒใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅฎŒ็’งใซไปปๅ‹™ใ‚’้”ๆˆใ—ใฆๅพก่ฆงใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ็”ทใŒๆŒใกๅธฐใฃใŸๆƒ…ๅ ฑใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ ˜ไธปใ‹ใ‚‰้€€ใ„ใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใ„ใ†ๅ›ฝใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใซๆปžๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใ„ใ†ๅ›ฝใจใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใŒ้€ฃๆบใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ๅผ•้€€ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚้ฆ–้ƒฝใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏใญใ€ ่ค’็พŽใซใคใ„ใฆใฏๅพŒๆ—ฅใ€ใจไผใˆใฆ็”ทใ‚’ไธ‹ใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆƒณๅฎšๅค–ใ ใฃใŸใ€ใจใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏๅคฉไบ•ใ‚’ไปฐใŽใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใง้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ†ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใชใ‚‰้ฆ–้ƒฝใซ่กŒใใชใ‚“ใฆๆ›ธใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ‹˜ๅผใ—ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ‚ใญใ€‚ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ไบบ้–“ใจ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใงไฝ™่จˆใชไบ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‹ใญใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ๅœๆˆฆใฉใ“ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช็œŸไผผใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅŸŽใ‚’่ˆžๅฐใซ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจไบบ้–“ใฎไธกๆ–นใ‚’ๆ•ตใซๅ›žใ™ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใๅคงๅฃฐใง็ฌ‘ใ„้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใๆถˆใ™ใ€‚ ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใจใƒ•ใ‚งใƒฌใ‚นใŒๆฐ—ใฎๆฏ’ใใ†ใช้ก”ใง่ฆ‹ใฆใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไปŠใ•ใ‚‰้ƒจไธ‹ใซใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใŒ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ ใ€‚ ใฒใจใ—ใใ‚Š็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆๆฅใŸ้ ƒใซใ€ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใŒ่ถณๆ—ฉใซๅ…ฅๅฎคใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅฐ†ใจใ—ใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆฎใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ็‰‡่…•ใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใ ใ€‚ ้‡‘ๅฑž้Žงใ‚’็€ใŸ็‰‡่…•ใฎ็”ทใฏใ€ไนฑๆšดใช่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎๅ‰ใพใง้€ฒใฟใ€ใƒ‰ใƒณใ€ใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ่ทชใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใฎ็”บใซไฝฟ่€…ใ‚’้€ใฃใŸใจไผบใ„ใพใ—ใŸใŒ!ใ€ ใ€Œไฝฟ่€…ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’้€ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏใ€ๆฐ—ๆŒใก็ชใๆ”พใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่จ€่‘‰ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€็ฒ—ๆšดใงๅ‡บไธ–ๆฌฒใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใๅ‡บใ—ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๅฅฝใใซใชใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฐŠๆ•ฌใ—ใ‚ใจใพใงใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅ›ฝๅฎถใจ่จ€ใ†็ต„็น”ใจใ—ใฆไป–ใฎๅ›ฝๅฎถใจใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฝขใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ•ฌๆ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒใงใใใ†ใซใชใ„ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏไปŠใฎๅœฐไฝไปฅไธŠใซไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใฏๆฏ›้ ญ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ใŠ้€ใ‚Šใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ€้™ไผๅ‹งๅ‘Šใชใฉใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใพใ„ใชใ€ ๆ›ธ็Šถใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใชใฉ็„กใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใซใจใฃใฆใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†็„ก็คผใชๅฅดใฏ็ต„็น”้‹ๅ–ถใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใชใฎใงใ€ๆ—ฉใ€…ใซๆŽ’้™คใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆˆฆๅ ดใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใŠใๆ•ฐๅˆใ‚ใ›ใจใ—ใฆใฏไฝฟใˆใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใซๅฎŸๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅ•้กŒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใฎๆŽฅ่งฆใฏใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใฃใŸไธปๆˆฆๆดพใธใฎๅฝ่ฃ…ใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–‡้ขใ ใ‘ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅœๆˆฆใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ่ฌ›ๅ’Œใ‚’็ตใถ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎๆ‰“่จบใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅœๆˆฆใ ใจ!? ......ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€็พ็Šถๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏ่ฒ ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ๅ›ฝใ‚’้™ฅ่ฝใ•ใ›ใ€ไปŠใ‚‚ไบŒๆญฃ้ขไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’ๅคงใใชๆๅฎณใ‚‚็„กใๆŽจๆ•ฒใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไปŠใ“ใฎๆฎต้šŽใงๅœๆˆฆใ‚’ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰็”ณใ—ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏ็„กใ„ใฎใงใฏใ€ใจๆ„š่กŒใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œๅœๆˆฆใฏๆ–นไพฟใงใ™ใ€‚ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใ€็งใฎๆ–ฐใŸใช่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๅˆถ้™ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ่ปข็งปๅ…ˆใฏโ€œใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸ็›ฎๅฐโ€ใ‚’็ฝฎใใ‹ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณ่‡ช่บซใŒ่จชใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ้™ๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎไธปๆˆฆๆดพใŒๅฆ™ใชๆๆกˆใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏๆ—ฉใ€…ใซ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใคใ„ใฆใฎๅผฑ็‚นใ‚’ๅ…ฌ่กจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉ! ใคใพใ‚Š้™›ไธ‹ใฏๆฉ่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒๆ•ตๅœฐใฎไธญๅฟƒ้ƒจใธ่ตดใใ“ใจใงใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ๅ‘ตๆˆใซๆ•ตใฎๆœฌๆ‹ ๅœฐใ‚’ๅฉใๆฝฐใ™ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใชใ•ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใช!ใ€ ่ˆˆๅฅฎๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซ่ฉฑใ™ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏใƒ‹ใƒคใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚โ€œใ†ใพใไน—ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸโ€ใจใ€‚ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใจใฎ่ชฟ็ทดใ‚’ๅ‹งใ‚ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ไธ‡ไธ€ใ€้ฆ–้ƒฝใง็งใ‚’ๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‹•ใใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใฏใใ“ใงๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใงๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฏใ€ใใฃใจๅ…ตใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ไปŠใฎไผš่ฉฑใงๅ‡บใŸไฝœๆˆฆใซใคใ„ใฆๅฌ‰ใ€…ใจใ—ใฆๅ–งไผใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅฃซๆฐ—ใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ไปฅใฆใ€ๅทไปคไธ€ใคใง็ชๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚ใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใ‚ใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซ็›พใจใชใฃใฆๅฅณ็Ž‹ใ‚’้€ƒใŒใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็จผใ„ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€‚ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฎๅพŒไปปใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑฒใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹่€…ใ‚’้ธใผใ†ใ€‚ ใตใจใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใง็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๆ›ธ้กžใจๆ ผ้—˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไบŒไบบใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใƒฌใ‚นใ€‚ๅฐ†่ปใจใ‹ใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใŸใใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ตถๅฏพๅซŒใงใ™ใ€ ๅณ็ญ”ใ—ใŸใƒ•ใ‚งใƒฌใ‚นใซใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใ‚‚ๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 171: Blank Space "Wow, it's been a while, hasn't it? It looks like you are busy, but is everything alright?" (Puuse) "You too, Puuse-san, are you holding up well? Ah, this is a present from Zanga-sama." (Viine) Greeting Origa and Viine, who visited the royal castle, at the entrance, Puuse bowed towards Origa and then noisily chatted with Viine. The one welcoming Origa is Imeraria. "A report from the border and a letter from a person calling themselves the leader of the demons have been delivered." (Origa) "A letter from the demons? The territory of your husband does not lack excitement, does it?" (Imeraria) "Yes. Fortunately it does not get boring." (Origa) Seeing the two young beauties exchanging words while smiling sweetly, the guards patrolling the castle looked warmly at them as if seeing a pleasant scene. As long as one doesn't know about their rivalry revolving around Hifumi, they simply look like close noble associates on the surface. "There is something Origa and I have to talk about. Puuse-san, I am sure you have plenty of things you want to tell Viine-san, so it is probably a good idea for you to slowly catch up with each other." (Imeraria) "Thank you very much, Your Majesty." (Puuse) Seeing off Puuse and Viine, who delightfully bowed their heads and then left, Imeraria orders a nearby knight to have sweets and tea brought to their room. She's conducting herself very calmly and naturally. "Thank you very much for taking even my husband's servant into consideration." (Origa) "Do not mind it. That much is the duty of an employer." (Imeraria) Puuse's official position is {Advisor} , but she has been treated as guest and not as retainer. As elves are long-lived, it might turn into a problem in later years if she's given a high position as retainer. Having said that, the prime ministers and his subordinates pondered and racked their brains over the whole matter, as it would be weird for a person with the position to consult the ruler to be a low-ranking noble or a government official, and decided to handle her as "Advisor who had been temporarily invited from the elven village." She was granted a living room and an office within the castle, and an exclusive maid was assigned to her. Recently Puuse, who had always lived providing for herself, was finally at the point of getting used to the suddenly changed lifestyle. Though she still hasn't accustomed herself to giving orders to her maid. "There are several magicians in the castle, so I have the ambition of wanting to train fighting against magic users even if I can't use magic myself. Recently I have been even helping out in the training of the knight order." (Imeraria) "I see. That is nice." (Origa) They changed location to Imeraria's office. And then, once Imeraria had told the maids to leave the room, any smiles vanished from the two's faces as they sat across each other. "So, can I have you show me that letter?" (Imeraria) "Here you go." (Origa) Seeing the letter that had been handed to her curtly, Imeraria considered it unexpected for the sealing wax having been left untouched. "Hifumi-sama has not checked the contents?" (Origa) "In the eyes of my husband, he has already retired, so he does not have any interest in it. Those were his words." (Origa) Imeraria carefully undid the seal with a knife and thoroughly scanned through the content. It was signed by Queen Vepar and basically requested to hold armistice negotiations. It also mentioned that the queen herself is preparing to head towards Imeraria's royal castle. "...Hmm." (Imeraria) It's dangerous to use only the contents of the letter to make a judgment, but just supporting the garrisoned forces, who were left in charge of the royal army's soldiers at the border, costs money even if the whole battle finished with a skirmish with insignificant damage. Wanting to make something like that to end as soon as possible is the true wish of any statesman. Being told to come to area where the demons are would resulted in me suspecting a trap, but if she says that she will visit, I think I will be able to arrange a meeting. Imeraria was brooding over it, but suddenly feeling a gaze on her, she lifts her head. The one expressionlessly staring at her was Origa. "It is a proposal for a ceasefire from a person calling herself queen of the demons. If it is actually implemented, that will be great, but..." (Imeraria) "A ceasefire? Those are good news. If the battle drags on for too long, it will also become a burden for Alyssa. As the other side seems to also be at a loss how to continue, I guess it is just the right time." (Origa) Origa's words strongly contain implications that it's only natural to accept the ceasefire. It's unknown whether those are her own thoughts or something she was told by Hifumi, but Imeraria has no reason to not go along with this. "I guess you are right there. I probably should accept to hold those talks." (Imeraria) Suddenly the idea whether she can't make use of this situation crossed Imeraria's mind. "...Origa-san, do you have any plans for tomorrow's lunch?" (Imeraria) "I plan to spend time with my husband." (Origa) Imeraria conceals her irritation at Origa saying it is as if it was just natural to do so with a smile. "If you like, Hifumi-sama can join us as well. How about a luncheon in the castle that at the same time serves as preparatory meeting? I want to wrap up the official details at that time, but I would like you to escort the queen of the demons from the border to this place." (Imeraria) "...Is that not something which should be carried out by the royal army?" (Origa) "I would like it to take the shape of it serving as training for the knights who are currently being trained by Hifumi-sama. Besides, in worst case if the demon elites started to act up within Orsongrande, Hifumi-sama would definitely be capable of suppressing them." (Imeraria) "I would like to discuss the request fee and the schedule when Hifumi-sama himself is with us," Imeraria added. Because of that, Origa put the decision it on hold. "As I have to consult with my husband, I would like you to allow me to contact you at a later time today." (Origa) "Understood. Please take care of passing on my request." (Origa) After exchanging simple words of parting, Origa leaves the castle. Imeraria told the maid, who entered the office in exchange and started to clean up both women's tea sets, "Please hurry." "Also, please tell Sabnak and the prime minister to come here right away." (Imeraria) "As you order, Your Majesty." The maid swiftly placed the tea utensils on a tray, and left at a quick pace. "...Yesterday's enemy is today's friend...no, I can't call them friends, now can I?" (Imeraria) While becoming fed up with her thoughts steadily becoming dark as she deals with politics, Imeraria gently caressed her belly. A definite medical diagnosis still hasn't come up, but somehow she has a hunch that there's a life dwelling in there. "...After all one wouldn't consider to make use of one's friend." (Imeraria) "Yes. Thank you for your efforts." (Vepar) Vepar gently thanked the man who visited her to make a report. The office of Vichy's central committee that's being used as the queen's office as is was gradually getting buried in documents. In a corner of the room Nyarl and Pheres are sorting documents while breathing heavily. Vepar, who had become troubled by the increasing amount of documents, ordered the two to sort the documents by their level of urgency. The man threw a fleeting glance at Nyarl who is processing documents while continuously grumbling, but he didn't address her. "The disguise was perfect, so I certainly didn't expect them to see through it. It's my blunder." "Since you came back to report after properly passing on the signed letter, you don't have to worry over it too much. As I might ask you to infiltrate them once more, you just have to be careful at that time." (Vepar) "Yes, Your Majesty. If you allow me another opportunity, I'd like to show you that I can accomplish my mission even more perfectly." According to the information brought back by him, Hifumi has resigned as feudal lord and is staying in the capital of the country called Orsongrande. Also, it's possible for the country called Horant and Orsongrande to have formed a cooperative alliance. "Certainly I didn't expect him to retire, much less to say about him staying in the capital." (Vepar) After telling the man that they would talk about the reward on another day and having him withdraw, Vepar looks up to the ceiling while saying, "That was a surprise," and covered her face with both hands. "If I had known about that, I wouldn't have written about going to their capital! Please give me a break. If I'm careless, it's not unlikely that something unnecessary might happen between the demons and humans. Not just the ceasefire might be a lost case then." (Vepar) "If he did something like that, it would only result in him turning both sides, humans and demons, into enemies with the castle as stage." (Vepar) She drowns out her anxiety by deliberately laughing it off loudly. Nyarl and Pheres look at her with faces full of pity, but at this point she felt as if she knows how she's regarded by her subordinates. When her emotions finally settled down after laughing for a while, Bashim entered the room hurriedly. He's the man who commanded the attack on Vichy as general of the demons and who had one of his arms stolen by Hifumi. The man, who wore a metallic armor, proceeded towards Vepar with rough steps and knelt down with a thump. "I heard that you sent an envoy to the human city!" (Bashim) "Rather than an envoy, I only sent a letter to them. What about it?" (Vepar)magic I won't go as far as telling him to show some respect, but if I plan to go to another country to have an exchange with them as an organization that's called a state, I should make sure that he can show respect towards his queen, even if it's only for form's sake. Vepar didn't have the slightest intention to raise Bashim, who doesn't look as if he would be able to do that, above his current position. "Just what have you written in the letter you sent? Certainly it's something like a recommendation to surrender, right?" (Bashim) . Since such a rude fellow is nothing more than a hindrance for Vepar in her management of the organization, she was at the point of wanting to get rid of him as soon as possible, but it was a problem that he has so much power that he can be used to make up for numbers if placed on a battlefield. Besides, the contact with Orsongrande at the same time also serves as camouflage towards the hawks in the demon army. "If you only look at the content of the letter it looks as if we are sounding them out about a discussion to conclude peace through a ceasefire." (Vepar) "Ceasefire, you said!? ... Excuse me. However, in the current situation there's no way for us to lose. Not to mention that we made a whole country surrender. Even now we are polishing a two-front-strategy without any big losses. At the current stage a ceasefire, moreover one proposed by us, is unnecessary and a foolish move." (Bashim) "Calm yourself." (Vepar) "But..." (Bashim) "The armistice is just a means. Bashim, you know about my restrictions for new transfer destinations, don't you?" (Vepar) The transfer destinations are limited to set-up "marks filled with Vepar's mana" or places she herself had visited. Considering the possibility of the demon army's hawks coming up with strange proposals, Vepar quickly announced the flaw of her own magic. "Ooh! In other words, the favor of you, Your Majesty, personally heading into the center of the enemy territory is a preparation to smash the enemy headquarter in one swipe!" (Bashim) . "If you understand, have the soldiers train. At worst, if it develops into me being injured in the capital, the battle will start there." Bashim, who left with his face being all smiles, is certainly heading to the soldiers and gleefully spreading the strategy he heard in the conversation just now. And then he should come attacking with the highly-spirited soldiers under one command. "I think I will call them at the moment when it seems that Hifumi is holding that sword." (Vepar) And then I will have him become a splendid shield to buy time for allowing his queen to escape. Let's choose someone, who can guess what their queen thinks a bit better, as Bashim's successor. All of a sudden she called out to the two who still grappled with the documents inside the room. "Nyarl, Pheres, don't you want to have try on becoming a general?" (Vepar) "Absolutely not." (Pheres) Pheres replied immediately and Nyarl also kept nodding her head repeatedly in agreement.
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็ฃไบบใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็ฃไบบใฎๆฎบไบบไบ‹ไปถใฎ็™บ็”Ÿใฏใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎไฝไบบใซๅ‹•ๆบใ‚’ไธŽใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ใ‚ˆใปใฉใฎ็„กๆณ•่€…ใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐไบ’ใ„ใซไธๅนฒๆธ‰ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏ่ก—ใŒ่‰ฏใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็š†ใŒๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸๆ™‚ๆœŸใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€็›ฎๆ’ƒใ—ใŸไบบใ€…ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซใ€็ŠฏไบบๆŽขใ—ใฏ็†ฑใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ‚ŠใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใŒๅ‡บใฆใŠใ‚Šใ‚„ใ—ใฆใญใ€ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏๅŒใ˜็ฃไบบๆ—ใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็Ž‡ๅ…ˆใ—ใฆ็Šฏไบบใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็†Š็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆๆŽขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใชใ‹ใชใ‹้›ฃใ—ใใฆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚ฆใƒใซ่จ€ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ใธใธใฃใจ่ˆŒใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๅ›ฐใ‚Š้ก”ใง็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใƒใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€็Šฌ็ฃไบบใฎใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ–นใŒใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎๅพ—ๆ„ใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฅด้šท็ฃไบบใฎ็ญ†้ ญใฏใƒฌใƒ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใพใšใŠไผบใ„ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใŠใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ—ใฆใญใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใคใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใŒ็ญ†้ ญใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‚ˆ......ใ€‚ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ€–ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ดๆŽฅ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซ่…ฐใŒๅผ•ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฎๅ†—่ซ‡ไบคใ˜ใ‚Šใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏๆ€ใ‚ใš่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆณณใŒใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ณๆ˜Ÿใชใฎ?! ่™Ž็จ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ‚‚็Šฌ็ฃไบบใชใ‚‰ๅ……ๅˆ†ๅผทใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไบบใฏๅˆฅๆ ผ! ่™Žใจใ‹็‹ผใงใ‚‚็„ก็†็„ก็†ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใจใ‹ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ็„ก้–ขไฟ‚ใซๅผทใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฏใ€‚ใ‚“ใงใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎใŠๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŠใฎใŠไบŒไบบใซใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅฃๆทปใˆใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใงใใ‚Œใฐใจๆ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ—ใฆใญใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€่ชฐใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใŠๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใชใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฎๅ่ซ–ใซใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏใ‚ขใƒฌใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€ๅˆใซใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€็ท’ใ ใฃใŸใจ่žใใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจใฏ่‰ฏใ„ไปฒใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡?ใ€ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ไปฒใฃใฆใชใซ?ใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ตคใใ—ใฆ็ตถๅฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏใใ“ใพใงๅญไพ›ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ใจ้€†ใซ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ไฟบใจใ—ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ€ใจใ‚“ใ ๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ‚’......ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ‚ˆ! ๅค‰ใชๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ—ใชใ„ใงใ‚ˆใญ!ใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒใƒ—ใƒชใƒ—ใƒชใจๆ€’ใฃใฆใ€่€ณใ‚’ใƒ”ใƒณใจๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆไฝ•ๅ‡ฆใ‹ใธ่กŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใกใ‚ƒ~......ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซใฏๅพŒใงใ‚ฆใƒใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไบบใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šไฝ•ใ‹็›—ใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ—ใŸใจใใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใ ใจๅ…ตๅฃซใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่ชฟในใŸใ‚Šๆ‚ชใ„ๅฅดใ‚’ๆ•ใพใˆใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ตๅฃซใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใซ้ ผใ‚€ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ไบบ้–“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใƒใŸใก็ฃไบบใงไบบ้–“ใฟใŸใ„ใซใŠๅบ—ใ‚„็•‘ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใ•ใ‚“ใจๅŒใ˜ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏใ€้ฃ›ใณ่ทณใญใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ญใ‚’่ทณใญไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไปฒ้–“ใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ่ตฐใ‚ŠๅŽปใฃใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸ......ใ€ ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๅ‹‰ๅผทใฎ็ถšใใซๅ–ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไปŠใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ่ชญใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใซใชใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ่ฉฆ้จ“ใซไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ•™ๆใ ใ€‚ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚„ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฏ็›ธๅฝ“่‹ฆๅŠดใ—ใฆ่ฆšใˆใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใ ใŒใ€ๅ…ˆๅ…ฅ่ฆณใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚็„กใ„็ด ็›ดใชใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใ‚นใ‚คใ‚นใ‚ค่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…......ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ‹‰ๅผทใฃใฆใ€ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใชใใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎไธ€่จ€ใง็ตๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฃไบบใฎๅ›ฃไฝ“ใฏใ€่…•่‡ชๆ…ขใŒ้›†ใพใฃใŸๅŽณใคใใ€ใ‚€ใ•ใ„็”ทใŸใกใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใจใ—ใฆใฏ้žๅธธใซๅ„ช็ง€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฎๅˆ้–“ใซใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใ‚’ๅทกๅ›žใ—ใ€็Šฏ็ฝชใ‚„ใใ‚Œๆœชๆบ€ใฎๅ•้กŒใ‚’็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚่ฟทๅญใซใชใฃใŸๅญไพ›ใ‚’ไฟ่ญทใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€้…”ใฃๆ‰•ใ„ใ‚„ๆ–ฐใŸใซไบบ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ‚ŒใฆใใŸ็ฃไบบใชใฉใฎไฟ่ญทใชใฉใซใ‚‚็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซๆดปๅ‹•ใ—ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅคšใใฎๅˆ†้‡Žใงใฎไฟก้ ผใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚‹็ต„็น”ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ†ใพใ้ฉๆ€งใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่ทใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸ็ฃไบบใฎๅ—ใ‘็šฟใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆฉŸ่ƒฝใ—ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใจใ—ใฆๅŠ ้€Ÿๅบฆ็š„ใซไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅบฆใ€…ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๆญปไฝ“ใŒใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใชใฉใ€่ก€็”Ÿ่‡ญใ„ไบ‹ไปถใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€่‡ช็„ถใจใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใ‚‚่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใ‚’้ ผใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ“ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใฎใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ†ใปใ†ใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹้ข็™ฝใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใฒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“!?ใ€ ่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใฎๆœฌ้ƒจใจใ—ใฆไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅคใ„ๅฎถๅฑ‹ใซ็ช็„ถ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€็•ช็ถบ้บ—ใช็Šถๆ…‹ใฎๆค…ๅญใ‚’้‹ใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’้ฃใ‚ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๆฐ—ใŒใพใ‚ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ‚„ใ™ใ€‚ๅ…ƒใ€…ไธๅ™จ็”จใงๆˆฆใ†ใ—ใ‹่ƒฝใฎ็„กใ„ๅฅดใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใ‚“ใงใ€ไบบ้›†ใ‚ใฏๆฅฝใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ่žใ‘ใฐใ€ๅฐ‚ๅพ“ใง20ๅ็จ‹ใŒๅœจ็ฑใ—ใ€ไป–ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅทกๅ›žใ‚’ๆ‰‹ไผใ†ไบˆๅ‚™้šŠๆ‰ฑใ„ใฎ็ฃไบบใฏ50ไบบ็จ‹ใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ็ฃไบบใฎๅบ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฏ„ไป˜ใงๆดปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธ€้ƒจใฏไบบ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฏ„ไป˜ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฏไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚......ใงใ™ใŒใ€ไพ‹ใฎ็ฃไบบๆฎบใ—ใฎๅฅดใฏๆœชใ ใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ›ใ‚“......ใ€ ๅฃฐใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆ‚”ใ—ใใ†ใซ็‰™ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ„ชใ—ใๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎ็‹ญใ„ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใงใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Šใ€่’้‡Žใซๅ‡บใกใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆไบ‹ใงใ™ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ้•ใ†ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไป–ใฎๅฅดใซใ‚‚่žใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎ็Šฏไบบใฏๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใงไบบ้–“ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ•ตๆ„พๅฟƒใ‚’ๅฃใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆ•ฐไบบใŒใใ„ใคใซไบบ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•‘ใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅฅดใŒใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฝใ‚ณใ‚ฝ่’้‡Žใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎไฝใ‚€ๆ–นใธ่กŒใฃใŸใ€ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช......ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไฟบใŸใกใ˜ใ‚ƒ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใญใ‡......ใ€ ่ฝ่ƒ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‹ณใง่ปฝใๅฐ็ชใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่ซฆใ‚ใ™ใŽใ ใ€้ฆฌ้นฟ้‡Ž้ƒŽใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใง......ใ„ใฆใ‡!?ใ€ ๆ‹ณ้ชจใ‚’ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฎ้ ญใซ่ฝใจใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ฆฌ้นฟใŸใ‚Œใ€ใจๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ—ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใง่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ™ในใไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ไผใˆใซๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ้ ญใ‚’ใ•ใ™ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่…•็ต„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใ€ๅคœไธญใซใกใ‚‡ใ„ใกใ‚‡ใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใชใ€โ€œๅถ็„ถโ€ไฟบใŒ้€šใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ไฟบใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฏŽๅ›žใถใกๆฎบใ—ใฆ่ทฏไธŠใซ่ปขใŒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎๆญปไฝ“ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใงใ—ใŸใ‹......ใ€ ใ™ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ็†Š็ฃไบบใฎไป•ๆฅญใ‹ใ€ใจๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Š่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆ‚ฒใ—ใใชใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅถ็„ถใจใ‹็ตถๅฏพๅ˜˜ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใŒใ€ๅ‘ฝใŒๆƒœใ—ใ„ใฎใงๅฃใซใฏๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅธฐใฃใฆๆฅใชใ„ใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€้จŽๅฃซ้€ฃไธญใงๅพ’ๅ…šใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใงใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใžใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช! ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŒๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ก—ไธญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๅ›žใฃใฆใ€้ฃŸๆ–™ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆๅŸŽใŒ่ฒทใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ€่ฒดๆ—ใŒไฝฟใ†ๆญฆๅ™จๅฑ‹ใซๆ‰‹ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚„ๆ–ฐ่ฆใฎ็™บๆณจใŒๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ€‚้ฆฌๅ…ทใฎ่ชฟๆ•ดใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ๆณจๆ–‡ใŒๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ้ฆฌใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‹•ใใฎใฏ้จŽๅฃซใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚้จŽๅฃซใฎ่จ“็ทดใŒๅข—ใˆใŸใจใ„ใ†ๅ™‚ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠใฎๆ™‚ๆœŸใซ้จŽๅฃซใŒใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๅ‹•ใ็†็”ฑใชใžใ€ไป–ใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใ็‹™ใ„ใฏใ“ใ“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ ใ•ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹? ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ•ใ†ใŒใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ€ๅคงๅค‰ใ ......!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใ€ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏๆฟกใ‚ŒใŸ้ผปๅ…ˆใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใƒ‡ใ‚ณใƒ”ใƒณใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅบŠใ‚’่ปขใ’ใพใ‚ใฃใฆๆ‚ถ็ตถใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้จŽๅฃซใฎๅฏพๅ‡ฆใชใ‚“ใฆ็ฐกๅ˜ใ ใ€‚็ฌฌไธ€ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฏๅผฑใ„ใžใ€‚้ฆฌใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰็ฃไบบใฎ่ถณใซ่ฟฝใ„ใคใใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใซๅ‚ทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ? ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šไบบ้–“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใ€ ๅ†ใณๆ‹ณ้ชจใ‚’่ฝใจใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฉฑใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ™ใชใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้“ๅ…ทใ‚„้ ญใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฃใฆๆˆฆใˆใฐใ€้จŽๅฃซใชใ‚“ใžๆ€–ใใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚็„กใ„ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ ใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่…ฐใฎๅˆ€ใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’็›ดใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅบŠใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆ่…นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆš‡ใชๅฅดใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚ไฟบใŒๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏๆ—ขใซๆญฃๆฐ—ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„็Šถๆณใซใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’่‡ช่ฆšใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ฃไบบใŒไบบ้–“ใซไฝฟๅฝนใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅพŒใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆๅฎถใ‚’็‰นๅฎšใ—ใ€ๅฏ้™ใพใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใใฎๅฎถใฎไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅฅด้šทใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ†ใฎใ ใŒ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใงๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใŠใ‚Œใซใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธกๆ‰‹ใฎ็ˆชใ‚’ๅ…จใฆๅคฑใฃใŸ็‹ผใฎ็ฃไบบใฏใ€ๅŽฉ่ˆŽใฎ้š…ใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‰ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚Œใ ใฃใฆใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฎใ†ใกใฏไบบ้–“ใŒๆ†Žใ‹ใฃใŸใ•ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใชใ€่’้‡Žใงๆšฎใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ˆใ‚Šไบบ้–“ใฎๅฅด้šทใฎๆ–นใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใฃใฝใฉๅฎ‰ๅ…จใงๆฅฝใซ้ฃฏใŒ้ฃŸใˆใ‚‹ใฃใฆ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅฑ้™บไปฅๅค–ใซใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚็„กใ„่’้‡Žใซใฏๆˆปใ‚Œใญใ‡ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใ€ใชใฎใ‹......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚ŒใŒไฝฟใˆใชใใชใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏ็„กใ„ใ‚“ใ ใจใ•ใ€‚ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŒใ€ใใ“ใฏใใ“ใงไบบ้–“ใฎใŠใ“ใผใ‚ŒใŒ็ตๆง‹ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใพใกใพ้ฃŸใ„ใคใชใๅˆ†ใซใฏ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‘ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€ ไธปไบบใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ˜ใพใฃใŸไปฅไธŠใฏใ€ใŠใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใ“ใซ่กŒใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ“ใผใ—ใŸ็‹ผ็ฃไบบใฏใ€่–„ใ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใ€ๆš—้—‡ใซ็ด›ใ‚Œใฆ็‹ผ็ฃไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่’้‡Žใซๅธฐใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจใฏใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“? ่’้‡Žใชใ€‚ๆ‡ใ‹ใ—ใใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒ......ใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฉใƒ˜ใƒฉใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€็‹ผ็ฃไบบใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎไป•่‰ใฏไฝ•ใ‹ๅซŒใช่จ˜ๆ†ถใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ“ใฏๅœฐ็„ใ ใ€‚็พŠใ‚„ๅ…Žใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้€ƒใ’ๅ›žใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๆฎบใ™ใ‹ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎๆ—ฅๅธธใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šๅฏใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚็„กใ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆ็œ ใ‚‹็’ฐๅขƒใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚่‹ฆๅŠดใ—ใฆ้ฃŸ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใ†ใกใซๅ‹Ÿใ‚‹็ฉบ่…นๆ„Ÿใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅ‘ณใ‚ใ„ใŸใใชใ„ใœใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใŒๆ‰“ใกไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸๆ‹ณใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใŸ็‹ผ็ฃไบบใฎ้ก”้ขใซๅฉใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ€ๆฐดใฃใฝใ„้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ่ก€่‚‰ใซใ‚ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใƒŒใƒใƒฃใƒชใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ้ก”้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใๆŠœใ„ใŸๆ‹ณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ้ ญใฎไธญใŒ้›‘้Ÿณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ€่€ƒใงๆŽปใๅ›žใ•ใ‚Œใฆ้…ทใ็—›ใ‚€ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่ก—ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใซใ€็ฃไบบใฏๆฏ’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹......ใ€ ไบบ้–“ใŒไธŽใˆใŸ้ฃŸใน็‰ฉใŒใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใŒใ€็”ŸๆดปใŒใ€ๅ…จใฆ็ฃไบบใฎๆœฌๆฅใ‚ใ‚‹ในใ้ญ‚ใ‚’ๅคฑใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ็ต่ซ–ใฅใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ้…ทใ็—›ใ‚€้ ญใงใ€ใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ๅฏพ็ญ–ใ‚’ใฒใญใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ก€ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„็ซ‹ใก่พผใ‚ใ‚‹ๅŽฉ่ˆŽใฎไธญใงใ€ๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็‹ผ็ฃไบบใฎๆญปไฝ“ใฎๆจชใซๅบงใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๅฉใๆฝฐใ›ใฐใ€ๅ…จใฆ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ็‹ผ็ฃไบบใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใง่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚้ ญใ‚’ๆฝฐใ›ใฐไบบ้–“ใ‚‚ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚‚็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ้ ญใฏ้žๅธธใซใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขใซ็‰ฉไบ‹ใŒ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€ใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใซใ€ๆฑบใ‚ใŸไบ‹ใ‚’้”ๆˆใ™ใ‚‹็‚บใซๆญฉใใ ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใฎใƒœใ‚นใฏใ€ใฉใ“ใ ......ใ€ ๅคœใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ใ€็‹‚ใฃใŸ็†Š็ฃไบบใŒๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚
The murder of a beastman by another beastman caused a disturbance among the beastmen of the slums. Although it was the slums, they didn't interfere with each other unless one was a great outlaw. Since it was right now also a phase, where everyone was actually experiencing the city improving, the search for the culprit, mainly by the people who witnessed it, was tinged with a mania. "So now it has come to the talk whether it's not necessary to patrol the slums as well ~ssu." (Gengu) For Gengu there's also the situation of one of his own tribe getting killed. Taking the initiative, he was looking everywhere for the bearman, who has been named as culprit. "I'm doing my best at searching too, but it is quite difficult." (Reni) "I do know that, but why are you telling this to me...?" (Gengu) Reni answered with a troubled expression to Gengu, who stuck out his tongue with a laugh. "Rather than someone like me, isn't such a thing a speciality for a dogman like Gengu-san?" (Reni) "However, Hifumi-san's leading slaves are Reni-san and Helen-san. I believe it to be wrong, if I don't ask about your opinion first ~ssu." (Gengu) "Since when did we become leaders...? Surely it's not because you have cold feet to directly consult with Hifumi-san due to being scared or such, is it?" (Helen) Gengu unintentionally lets his look swim due to the partially teasing words of Helen. "Bull's-eye!? Even if it isn't at the level of a tiger, a dogman should be plenty powerful, no?" "That man is special! Impossible, it's impossible even for tigers or wolves. That man's strength is unrelated to being a human or such. Therefore, I thought it would be possible to request the favourite people of that man to put in a bit of a good word ~ssu." (Gengu) "Just a second, who is Hifumi-san's favourite?" (Helen) Due to Helen's objection, Gengu tilted his head with a "Huh?" "I hear that you were together with him from the beginning, when you entered this country, though ~ssu. You have a good relationship with Hifumi-san, right?" (Gengu) "What good relationship?" (Helen) Helen has become speechless with a red face, however Reni didn't understand the meaning of Gengu's words and is staring at him in puzzlement. In reverse Gengu was surprised that they were still children to such an extent. "This is, I of all people, have made a terrible misunderstanding..." (Gengu) "Really! Don't get such weird ideas, okay!?" (Helen) Being angry with a huff, Helen's ears stood on end and she ended up going somewhere. "Oops~" (Gengu) "It's alright, Gengu-san. I will talk with Helen later. Leaving that aside, at the time something is stolen or people get killed, it seems that soldiers will investigate and arrest the bad person in the human's city." (Reni) "Soldiers, it is? About this, to leave it to human soldiers is..." (Gengu) "Well, then isn't it fine if it's not humans?" (Reni) "Ha?" (Gengu) "If we beastmen are able to cultivate land and run stores like humans, won't we be able to do the same job like the soldier-san's as well?" (Reni) Gengu, who had dropped his shoulders, raises his head as if jumping up and runs away to gather his friends. "Off he went..." (Reni) Seeing off Gengu, whose figure vanished from sight within the blink of an eye, Reni began the continuation of her studies. What she is currently reading are the teaching materials used as examination to become a civil official of Fokalore. It's content, which, putting Caim aside, took Doelgar and Paryu quite the troubles to remember, but Reni smoothly and obediently learns them as she has absolutely no prejudices either. "Phew... the human's studying, it's quite hard." (Reni) The beastmen association, which was formed with a few words of Reni, was a filthy, grim group of men proud of their strength, but they were extremely superior as vigilante corps. Patrolling the slums during the breaks of their own work, they solve crimes and lesser problems. They also actively move for things like sheltering new beastmen, who escaped from the humans, take care of drunkards and protect lost children. They have become an organisation, that gathers trust, with many more tasks than human soldiers. Facilitating even the acceptance of beastmen, who weren't able to find good work for the aptitude they possess, the increase of their numbers accelerated with Gengu playing a leading role. Discovering the corpses of human soldiers at the entrance of the slums again and again, it naturally even reached the point of the vigilante corps relying on the humans, entering and leaving, since those were bloody incidents, too. And, the one, they had their eyes on, was Hifumi. "Ho ho, aren't you planning something quite interesting." (Hifumi) "H-Hifumi-san!?" (Gengu) Due to Hifumi suddenly making an appearance at the old building, which is serving as headquarters of the vigilante corps, Gengu stood up in a hurry and brought the chair with the cleanest state. "Ah, don't mind me. Rather than that, something like establishing a vigilante corps, aren't you passing your time in a wonderful way?" (Hifumi) "No, not at all! It's thanks to having received a hint from Reni-san ~ssu. As they are originally clumsy guys, who have no brains and are only good at fighting, this is a comfortable gathering of people." (Gengu) Once asked, there are around 20 guys working full-time and around 50 beastmen, who are treated as reserve corps helping on the patrols while doing other jobs. Basically they are operating with the donations of beastmen stores, but there is also a part of donations coming from humans. "At present we are somehow able to handle it. ... But, we haven't been able to find that beast murderer yet..." (Gengu) Hifumi gently called out to Gengu, who lowered his voice and showed is fangs looking frustrated. "Well, don't give up. However, if you can't even find him in these confined slums while using such a number of people, isn't it likely that he's not in the slums anymore?" (Hifumi) "In other words, he left towards the wastelands, is what you are saying?" (Gengu) "No, it's something else." (Hifumi) Hifumi shakes his head. "I heard it from other guys too, but that criminal spoke with hostility towards the slums' people before, right? And, that guy freed several beastmen from the humans. Do you believe such fellow will sneakily return to the wastelands?" (Hifumi) "Then, did he go to where the humans live?" (Gengu) "You should consider that possibility too, right?" (Hifumi) "Such a... Well, then we won't be able to pursue him anymore, eh..." (Gengu) Hifumi lightly hit the discouraged Gengu with his fist. "You give up far too easily, idiot." (Hifumi) "Eh? Is there some... way?" (Gengu) Hifumi, who dropped his fist on Gengu's head, breathed out a "You moron." "Ponder about it with your group a bit. Putting that aside, it seems like you should prepare more seriously, I came to tell you that." (Hifumi) "Is there something going on ~ssu?" (Gengu) Due to Gengu asking while rubbing his head, Hifumi folds his arms and continues to explain. "Yea, for the last few days soldiers have frequently tried to enter the slums here during the night. "By accident" I happened to pass by and since the other side attacked me by drawing their swords, although I haven't done anything, they rolled around on the road being beaten and killed every time, but..." (Hifumi) "So Hifumi-san was the cause of those soldier's corpses, huh...?" (Gengu) Gengu, who tensed his mind with "Good gracious, it's the bearman's doing, eh?", becomes bitter at himself. He believes that "by accident" or such to be a lie, however since he values his life, he doesn't voice that out. "It seems, as result of the soldiers not coming back, they will team up with a knight group and come to the slums." (Hifumi) "Such a thing! But, why do you know about that?" (Gengu) "Touring down-town, I grasped the castle buying food up, the nobles employing weapon shops for maintenance and increasingly ordering new weapons. There are talks about the increase of requests regarding something like harness adjustment. Since the soldiers here don't use horses, the ones moving are likely the knights. There are also rumours that the knight's training increased. Because I'm unable to think of any other reason for the knights to expressly move at this point in time, I dare say that their aim is likely this place here." (Hifumi) "So, what will you do?" Hifumi asked, but Gengu wasn't in a state of being able to answer due to the shock. "I-It's a disaster..." (Gengu) "Calm down." (Hifumi) Receiving Hifumi's poke in the forehead due to his nose running, Gengu drops to the floor, rolls over a few times and faints in agony. "The way to deal with the knights is simple. First, humans are weak. Using horses, they barely manage to catch up with your beastmen feet. Using swords, they are somehow able to cause injuries to you guys." (Hifumi) "Eh? Then you are no human after all, are you, Hifumi-san...?" (Gengu) Gengu had a fist lowered at him once again. "Don't change the subject. In other words, if you fight using your head and the same weapons, it will be a situation where you don't have to be afraid of knight and their likes at all." (Hifumi) While Hifumi, who stood up, corrected the position of the katana at his waist, he looked down on Gengu, who has been showing his belly having fallen to the ground. "Gather the guys, who have spare time. I will teach them the way of fighting." (Hifumi) Salgu himself was aware of being in a state you couldn't call sane anymore. He looks at the beastmen, who are enslaved by humans, specifies the house, they are attached to, for later and waits for them to fall asleep to kill the family during that time. And he saves the beastmen, who have become slaves, but... "What do you want me to do by saving me here?" The wolf beastman, who lost all its claws on both paws, doesn't even get up from the corner of the stable. "Even I hated the humans at the beginning. But you know, if you get to know that, rather than living in the wastelands, the way of being the human's slave is quite safe, comfortable and that you are able to eat food, there's nothing to return to in the wastelands except danger." "...Is, that so...?" (Salgu) "Even if I lost my usefulness, I won't be killed, you know. It seems I will be thrown into the slums, but since I will receive sufficient of the human's leftovers there, it appears I will be able to survive with small* rationed portions." "Seeing that my masters died, I guess there's nothing left for me but to go there too", the grumbling wolf beastman laughed weakly. The expression of Salgu, who looks down on him, can't be seen by the wolf beastman under the cover of the dark night. "Don't you feel the wish to return to the wastelands?" (Salgu)magic "Eh? The wastelands, I miss them, but..." Laughing foolishly, the wolf beastman shakes its head. It seems that he is shaking off some unpleasant memory with that gesture. "That place is a hell. You run from place to place like the rabbits and sheep or you have no choice but to continuously repeat a daily life of killing or being killed without even the time to sleep restfully. It's not a place where you can sleep with a peace of mind like this place either. I don't want to experience the sensation of hunger, which grows violent due to the hardships to look for food, anymore." "Is that so? Got it." (Salgu) Salgu brought down his fist, drove it into the face of the wolf beastman, who looked up at him, and sunk it it into flesh and blood with a soggy sound. Staring at the fist, he extracted from the face with a wet sound, Salgu pondered. There's intense pain within his head, which has stirred up his thoughts like noise, but even so, he pondered. "This city in itself has been a bad influence on the beastmen..." (Salgu) The food, given by humans, the buildings, the livelihood, all of that caused the beastmen to lose the spirit, they should originally have He repeatedly puzzles over countermeasure with his head hurting strongly. He sits down besides the fallen corpse of the wolf beastman in the stable, which is filled with the smell of blood. "Calm down. If I smash up the humans, everything should come to an end." (Salgu) Salgu's eyes are looking at the face of the dead wolf beastman. It's completely as if he's talking to him. "That's right. If I'm able to crush the boss of the humans too, the human city will be finished as well." (Salgu) Standing up, Salgu reached the point of being able to believe that things have become extremely clear in his head. He walks forth in order to accomplish the clear, simple, decided matter. "The human's boss, where is he...?" (Salgu) An insane bearman walks through the city's night.
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143.The Monster ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่„…ๅจใซ่งฆใ‚Œใฆไธ€ใ‚‚ใซใ‚‚ใชใ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ๅคœใŒๆ˜Žใ‘ใชใ„ใ†ใกใซๆททไนฑใŒ็ถšใๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฆ–้ƒฝๆ–น้ขใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๅฟœใฏ่„ฑ่ตฐใจใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅˆฅใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใซโ€œ้ฆ–้ƒฝใธๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใฎใŸใ‚โ€ใจไธŠ้•ทใธใฎ่จ€ไผใ‚’้ ผใ‚“ใงใฎใ“ใจใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅŽณๅฏ†ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐ่„ฑ่ตฐๆ‰ฑใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€้€ƒใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆœฌไบบใŸใกใฏใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใงใฏใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๆททไนฑใซไน—ใ˜ใฆๅ…ˆใปใฉใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็†็”ฑใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ไธ€ๅฐ่ชฟ้”ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใ่ก—้“ใธ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใพใงใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็ซไบ‹ใฎ้š›ใซไธ€ๆ—ฆๅŽฉ่ˆŽใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ป้ฆฌใ‚’ไธ€้ ญๆ•ใพใˆใฆใ€่ฆ–่ชใงใใชใ„็จ‹ๅบฆใซ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’่ฟฝใ†ใ€‚ ้ฆฌๅ…ทใฏใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅณ่ถณใฎ็”ฒใ‚’ๅทฆใฒใ–ใซไน—ใ›ใŸๅŠ่ทใฎๆฐๅฅฝใงใ€ๅ™จ็”จใซใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้…ใ„ใชใ€ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚้ฆฌ่ปŠใจๅ˜้จŽใงใฏ้€ŸๅบฆใŒ้•ใ†ใ€‚ ใคใ„่ฟฝใ„ใคใ„ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ชฟ็ฏ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้ขๅ€’ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ้‡Žๅ–ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซ่ฟฝใ„ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒซใƒผใƒˆใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒ้ฆ–้ƒฝๆ–น้ขใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใจไบˆๆƒณใ—ใ€ๅ…ˆๅ›žใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ›่ฉฑใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ไธŠใฎๅฅดใŒใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใชใ€ ็›ดๆ„Ÿใง้ธใ‚“ใ ้ฆฌใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚้นฟๆฏ›ใฎ้งฟ้ฆฌใฏ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„่„šๅŠ›ใ‚’็™บๆฎใ—ใ€ไธ‰ๆ—ฅๅพŒใซใฏ้ฆ–้ƒฝใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใพใงใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ฟ‘้šฃใฎๆ‘ใซๅฏ„ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใ“ใซใ„ใŸ่พฒๅคซใซ้‡‘ใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใ€้ฆฌใ‚’้ ใ‘ใฆใŠใใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพ่พฒๅคซใŒไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฐๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆๆจชใซใชใ‚Šใ€ๅคœใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒกใƒซใ‚ฏใ€‚ ไปŠใฏๆญฃๅฝ“ใชไธปใฎใ„ใชใ„ๅ›ฝใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅŸŽๅ†…ๅ‹ขๅŠ›ๆŽŒๆกใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๆททไนฑใฏๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‚„ไธ‹ใฃ็ซฏใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซใฏๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€็”บใฏๆฏ”่ผƒ็š„็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใฎๅฏพ็ซ‹ใฏๆฐ‘่ก†ใซไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ๆŠฑใ‹ใ›ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใŒใ‚ใˆใฆโ€œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซๅ›šใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹โ€ใจ็™บ่กจใ—ใŸๅพŒ็ถ™่€…ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็”บใซใฏๅ–็ท ใ‚Šใ‚„่ญฆๅ‚™ใฎใŸใ‚ใจใ—ใฆๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅงฟใŒๅคšใใฟใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใ€้ฆ–้ƒฝใธใฎๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใ‚‚่ญฆๅ‚™ใŒๅŽณ้‡ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅŽณ้‡ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€Œ่–„ใ„ใ€ใฎไธ€่จ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆงใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆ้–‰ใ˜ใŸ้–€ใฎๅ‰ใซใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅไบบ็จ‹ๅบฆใงใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงๆฒนๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใชใใถใ‚‰ใถใ‚‰ใจๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆญฉๅ“จใŒๆ•ฐๅ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใ€‚ ๅคœ้—‡ใซไน—ใ˜ใฆ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใซๆฐ—ใฅใ่€…ใ‚‚ใŠใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ™ใ„ใ™ใ„ใจๅก€ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ˜็™ปใฃใฆไพตๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใ€่ชฐใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๅ’Žใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใซ็ถšใใ€้ฆ–้ƒฝใงใ™ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ไฝ“ๅˆถใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ“ใจใซๅ†ใณ่…นใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่ถณ้Ÿณใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆ้™ใ‹ใซๅŸŽใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œไปฅๅ‰ๆฅใŸใจใใฏใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆๅ›žใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๆฅฝใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚็Ž‹ๅญใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใฏใ•ใฆใŠใ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆๆˆฆใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใชใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใคใพใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ๅฃใฎไธญใงใƒ–ใƒ„ใƒ–ใƒ„ใจใ„ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใฏๅปบ็‰ฉใฎ้™ฐใซๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใ€ๅŸŽใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใจใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŸใกใ‚’้€ฃใ‚ŒใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚‰ๅ…ˆ้ฃ้šŠใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅพ…ใค้˜ฒๅพก้™ฃๅœฐใธๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚’็›ฎๅ‰ใซใ—ใŸๆ‘ใง้ฆฌใ‚’้ ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ้ ƒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้™ฝใŒๅ‚พใๅง‹ใ‚ใ€็ฉบใซ่–„ใๅผตใฃใŸใฉใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ้›ฒใŒใ€ๅฐ้›จใ‚’้™ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้จŽๅฃซใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ€ใŸใ ใ„ใพๅˆฐ็€ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๅคฉๅน•ใธใ€ๅˆฐ็€ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซ่จชใ‚ŒใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒ้›จใซๆฟกใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไพๅฅณใŒใใฃใจๅธƒๅทพใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๆ€ฅใ„ใงๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅพก็‚บใชใ‚‰ใฐใ“ใใ€‚ใŠ่ค’ใ‚ใ‚„ๅŠดใ„ใฏๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰้ ‚ๆˆดใ—ใŸใๅญ˜ใ˜ใพใ™ใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๆป‘็จฝใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใปใฉๅคงใ’ใ•ใซๆ็ธฎใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆˆฆๅ ดใซ่บซใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็ทŠๅผตใ‚’ใปใใ™ใŸใ‚ใ ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€ๅฟœๆŽฅใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใธไฟƒใ™ใ€‚ ใพใ ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใ„ใŸใ“ใ‚ใฏ็”Ÿ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใŒๆœใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใ ใฃใŸใฎใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใฎ็ ”ไฟฎใจ็ตๅฉšใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบบ็‰ฉ็š„ใซไธธใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€ใจใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใตใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€็€ๅธญใ›ใšใซใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใพใพใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒๅฎŸใฏใ€็งใซๅŒ่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŸใกใŒใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ใ€ŒๅŒ่กŒใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฎใŠ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅฝผใซไผšใ„ใซ่กŒใใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใŠ่ฉฑใงใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใๅ—ใ‘ใฆใŠ้€ฃใ‚Œใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใใฎๅŒ่กŒ่€…ใŸใกใŒ็‰นๆฎŠใงใ—ใŸใ€ไธ€ๅบฆ้™›ไธ‹ใซใ”็ดนไป‹ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจๆ„š่€ƒใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่€ƒใˆใŸใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๆ›ฒ่€…ใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๆ–นใŸใกใฏใฉใกใ‚‰ใซ?ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏ้šŠ้•ทใจใŠ่ฉฑใ—ไธญใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๅ•้กŒ็„กใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใจๅ…ฑใซๅ…ฅๅฎคใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใจไพๅฅณใซ้€ฃ็ตกใซ่กŒใ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎ็Šถๆณใฏใ„ใ‹ใŒใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็‰นใซใ“ใ‚Œใจ่จ€ใฃใŸๅ•้กŒใฏ่ตทใใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆฒปๅฎ‰ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใฆใพใ„ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๆ–น้ขใ‚‚ใ€็‰นใซใ“ใ‚Œใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅ‹•ใใฏ็„กใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ใˆใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผโ€œๆ–น้ขโ€ใจใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใใ“ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅบฆใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›่ฃœๅผทใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ‹•ใใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ‚†ใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใปใป็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹•ใใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใฎๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ™ใ€‚่ฉณใ—ใใฏใ€ๆฌกใฎ่ป่ญฐใฎ้š›ใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใงใ™ใ€‚ใˆใฃใจใ€ใŠๅฎขๆง˜? ใ‚’ใŠ้€ฃใ‚Œใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅคฉๅน•ใฎๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใŒใ€ๆญฏๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใฎๆ‚ชใ•ใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใžใ€‚ใŠๅ…ฅใ‚Šใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ๆœ€ๅˆใซๅ…ฅๅฎคใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅพŒใซ็ถšใๅ››ไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็ตถๅฅใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒ่’้‡Žใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใซไผšใ†ใŸใ‚ใซใฏใ‚‹ใฐใ‚‹ๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ๆ–นใ€…ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ€ใจ็”ณใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ€ใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œ......้™›ไธ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฏใฃ!ใ€ ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๅฃใ‚’ใ‚ใ‘ใŸใพใพใ ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใซ่ฆš้†’ใ—ใ€ใƒใƒณใ‚ซใƒใงใ‚จใƒฌใ‚ฌใƒณใƒˆใซๅฃใฎ็ซฏใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ†ใ€‚ 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ไพ‹ใˆใฐใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰็ฏใ‚Šใฎ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใ—ใ‹ไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ็ ”็ฉถใŒ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใ“ใฎใƒฉใƒณใƒ—ใ‚‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใงไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจ่žใ„ใŸใžใ€‚ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไพตๅ…ฅ่€…ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿ็Ÿฅใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒๆ•ตใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ™ใใซๅ…จไฝ“ใซ่ญฆๅ ฑใŒ่กŒใใจใ‹ใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ…ใ€ใ ใŒใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆˆฆ้—˜ๅ‘ใ‘ไปฅๅค–ใฏๆฐ‘้–“ใฎๅ•†ไบบใŸใกใŒ้–‹็™บใ—ใฆใ„ใฆ......ใถใฃ!?ใ€ ่จ€ใ„่จณใ‚’ไธฆในๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅบŠใซๅˆบใ—ใฆๅนณๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎ้ ฌใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ–็•ŒใŒใกใ‹ใกใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€็žฌใใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ๅ‘ใ‘ๅณใกๆ”ปๆ’ƒๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅˆƒ็ด‹ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ๅˆƒใŒไธ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ใใ€ๆŒใกๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ—ใฆใฏ่ฆ‹ใ›ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏ่„…ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปฅๅค–ใซใฏ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฆ–ใ—ใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใคๅˆ€่บซใŒใ€่ญท่ก›ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ„ใค่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ–‰ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใใ‹ๆฐ—ใŒๆฐ—ใงใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฆๅ™จใฏๆญฆๅ™จใงใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไบบใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใจใ—ใฆ็ฃจใไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็พŽใ—ใๆ˜‡่ฏใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใ€็ดๅˆ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใชใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒๅผทใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ๅ‘ใๅˆใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใ†ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๆญฆๅ™จใŒๅผทใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไฝฟใ†้š™ใ‚‚ใ‚ใŸใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒ‡ใ•ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆญปไฝ“ใฎ่…ฐใซไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ไพตๅ…ฅ่€…ใ‚’่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใฆใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใชใŠใ€ๆŸ„ใซใ™ใ‚‰่งฆใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•ใŒ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่…ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆ€ใ‚’ใฏใšใ—ใ€ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใซใฉใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใซๆŠ˜่ง’็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใคใ„ใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€‚ๅœŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฐๅฝ่ฃ…ใŒๅฎŒ็’งใช็ฝ ใŒไฝœใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฐใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸๅบƒ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚็ซ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใšใซ็‹ผ็…™ใŒใ‚ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅฟœ็”จใงใใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใฎใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ่ปใฏใใ“ใพใง้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚„?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใใชใŒใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใŒๆœ‰ๅˆฉใซใชใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใฐใ‹ใ—ๅคงใใชใŠใ‚‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ€‚ไฟบใŒ้€ใฃใŸๆ•™ๅฐŽ้ƒจ้šŠใŒไผใˆใŸๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚‚่กจ้ขใ ใ‘็œŸไผผใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฏ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใใ“ใงใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใฎ้ž˜ใ‚’ใฝใ‚“ใ€ใจๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๆŒใกๅ‘ณใงใ‚ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใคใ„ใฆ่‰ฒใ€…ใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚Šใ€ๅˆฉๆ•ต่กŒ็‚บใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹! ไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟ่จ€ใˆใ€‚ไปŠใฎใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒๆ•ตใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆฉๆ•ต่กŒ็‚บใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€่ฉญๅผใ !ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฉญๅผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹? ่ฉญๅผใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅผฑใ„ๅฅดใฏๅ–ใ‚Š็น•ใ†ใฎใซไฝฟใ†ใŒใ€ๅผทใ„ๅฅดใฏๆˆ‘ๅ„˜ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—้€šใ™ใฎใซไฝฟใ†ใ‚“ใ ใžใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ ใ€ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„่จ€่‘‰ใงใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅŽใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ€ใจใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝๅขƒใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงๅดฉใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฅช้‚„ใชใ‚Š้˜ฒ่ก›ใชใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใซไฟบใŒ่€ƒใˆใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚’ไผๆŽˆใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไฟบใฏๅฑžๆ€งใŒ้—‡ใ ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็†่ซ–ใ ใ‘ใซใชใ‚‹ใŒใชใ€‚ใปใ‚Œใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใชใ‚Š็ ”็ฉถ่€…ใชใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ‘ผในใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใชใ„ใžใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ้ญ”ใฎๆ‰‹ใŒใ€ใ™ใใใ“ใพใง่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒญใƒผใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซไธŠใฎ้ˆดใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใใซไพๅฅณใŒๅ…ฅๅฎคใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‘ผใณใง......ใฒใƒใฃ!?ใ€ ใ†ใคใ‚€ใใŒใกใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸไพๅฅณใฏใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใฆๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ด…่Œถใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใ€‚ใ‚ใจไฝ•ใ‹ใคใพใ‚ใ‚‹็‰ฉใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ€ ๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ไพๅฅณใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆณจๆ–‡ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบบ็‰ฉใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ไพๅฅณใŒๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€็”จๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•็ ”็ฉถๅ“กใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไพๅฅณใŒ้€€ๅฎคใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใซใฏใ€ๆ„‰ๆ‚ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็ด ไบบใ ใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตใฏใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๅผทใ„ใžใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅคขใ‚’ใ‹ใชใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏ่ธใ‚“ๅผตใ‚Šใฉใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๆฒขๅฑฑไบบใŒๆญปใฌใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใœใ€‚ใช?ใ€ ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏใ€้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใง่ฟ”ไบ‹ใฏใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 143: The Monster The soldiers of Horant, who escaped without even a single one experiencing Hifumi's threat, headed in the direction of the capital city to run away from the border where the mayhem continues while dawn hasn't broken. More or less they have entrusted the message "it's for the sake of informing the capital' for their superiors to another soldier so that it isn't considered as fleeing, but since they haven't received an order, they will likely be treated as deserters, strictly speaking. However, that much doesn't seem to be apparent to those running away themselves. They took advantage of the chaos, procured a carriage by giving the same reason from before and vigorously rushed out towards the highway. Hifumi, who made sure of that up to that point, seizes a warhorse, which was set free from the stable temporarily due to the fire, and follows the carriage at a distance where he can't be confirmed by sight. Although there isn't any harness attached, he skilfully keeps balance with a half-lotus position where he placed the top of his right foot on his left knee. "They are slow." (Hifumi) In the long run the speed between a carriage and a single rider will be different. Hifumi, who felt troubled by having to regulate so that he doesn't suddenly overtake them, ended up going too far while the carriage's soldiers made camp. Because it was a route he remembered, he decides to go ahead while expecting them to head in the direction of the capital city. "If I'm going to have a chat anyway, I guess the guys at the top are better." (Hifumi) Though it was a horse he chose by intuition, it was apparently a winner. Exhibiting its splendid leg strength of a swift, fawn-coloured horse, he reached a location where he could see the capital city after three days. Hifumi, who approached a village in the vicinity, decides to give the horse into custody to a farmer, who was there, after handing him some money. Lying down after borrowing a shed the farmer uses, he waited for the night. The capital city of Horant, Adolameruk. Although it's a country that currently has no legitimate ruler, the confusion of Prime Minister Kuzemu grasping the power within the castle has no effect on the populace and lower soldiers. The city was relatively calm. Of course the confrontation with Orsongrande has raised unease amongst the people. There's also the matter of Kuzemu deliberately announcing that the successor, Nelgal, "is deemed to be taken prisoner by Orsongrande." It has reached the point that many soldiers can be seen controlling and guarding the city and the security at the entrance to the city has become strict as well. However, compared to what they felt to be strict, it was in a word, [weak] , in Hifumi's case. With the number of soldiers, who are standing absent-mindedly in front of the closed gate while holding their spears, being 10, are they careless because they are far from the border? Several sentries, who are lazily walking around without any motivation, are visible. Without there being even a single of them who realized Hifumi's figure closing in while taking advantage of the night's blackness, there was no one questioning him even when he invaded by scaling the wall smoothly. Hifumi, who got angry once again, continuing after the soldiers at the national border, due to there being no more than this level of surveillance even in the capital city, heads silently to the castle while killing his footsteps nevertheless. "I did go around killing the soldiers the last time I came here, didn't I? That was fun. Setting aside the crown prince's way of doing things, they fought while doing their best. However, even if I just did the same thing, it would be boring." (Hifumi) While muttering under his breath, the figure of Hifumi blended with the buildings' shades and he vanished as if melting away and went towards the castle. When Vaiya's vanguard unit, which took Viine and the others along, arrived at the defence encampment where Imeraria waits it was just the time of Hifumi leaving the horse in the village with the capital city right in front of his eyes. The sun is starting to sink, there are heavy clouds, which are thinly sticking to the sky, and a light rain is falling. "The Knight Vaiya has arrived just now." (Vaiya) Seeing Vaiya, who visited the tent with Imeraria in it to report his arrival, being wet due to the rain, a maid quietly handed him a towel. "Vaiya-san, I'm sorry for having you come here in hurry." (Imeraria) "It's for Your esteemed Majesty. I feel that I want to receive your appreciation and praises after I obtained military results." (Vaiya) Vaiya showing a feeling of being obliged in an exaggerated manner to a degree that it can be regarded as ridiculous is for the sake of him easing his own tension of having entered the battlefield "Although he was the type who wears clothes as too serious person since the time when he was still in the Second Knight Order, his character mellowed out after the training in Fokalore and getting married", she recalls Sabnak having mentioned that at some time. Once she looks casually, Vaiya is still in the state of standing without sitting down. "What's wrong?" (Imeraria) "As a matter of fact, there are people accompanying me..." (Vaiya) "Accompanying, you say?" (Imeraria) "Yes, as they named themselves as acquaintances of Earl Tohno, they told me that they want to meet with him. They have joined me after I took over from Fokalore's civil official, Paryu-san. Those fellow travellers are unique. It's my humble wish to have them introduced to Your Majesty on this occasion." (Vaiya) Imeraria pondered, but Vaiya shouldn't have brought along anyone suspicious either. "Where are those people?" (Imeraria) "Currently they are in the middle of talking with Captain Sabnak." (Vaiya) , Imeraria made a maid go contact Sabnak so that they will enter the tent together with him. "How's the situation in the capital?" (Imeraria) "There haven't been any particular problems. Even as for the public order, since I requested Midas-san to handle it, there won't be any issues, I think? There don't seem to be any particular moves in Vichy's direction either." (Vaiya) Intentionally mentioning it as in the "direction" of Vichy includes Fokalore as well. "Your Majesty, for you to reinforce our war potential at this time, were there some movements by Horant?" (Vaiya) Due to Vaiya talking uneasily, Imeraria smiles calmly. "The ones moving will be our side. The full details will be explained at the next war council." (Imeraria) "It's Sabnak. Umm, I brought the, guests?" (Sabnak) Sabnak's voice was audible from outside the tent, but Imeraria knitted her eyebrows due to his evasive manner of speech. "Please enter." (Imeraria) "Excuse me." (Sabnak) The one who entered the tent first was Sabnak. And, seeing the four who followed after him, Imeraria became speechless. "Your Majesty, these are the gentlemen and ladies from the wastelands who crossed a great distance to meet with Earl Tohno." (Sabnak) "I'm the elf Puuse." "I'm Viine." "I'm called Gengu ~ssu." "I-I am, M-Malfas!" "... Your Majesty?" "... Ha!" (Imeraria) Imeraria was in a state of having her mouth opened while looking at the beastmen, but recovering due to Sabnak's call, she elegantly wipes the edges of her mouth with a handkerchief. "I'm the queen of Orsongrande Kingdom, Imeraria. It looks like it was a long trip from the wastelands. It's the first time for me to encounter elves and beastmen, but... do you understand my words?" (Imeraria) Looking at each other's faces, Puuse takes one step forward. "Queen-sama, we are using the same language. I think a conversation won't be a problem?" (Puuse) "So, about the matter of having come to meet with Hifumi-sama..." (Imeraria) After asking several questions, Imeraria arranged for Puuse's group to be allowed using separate tents for men and women out of consideration that they can wait for Hifumi in the encampment. Once Puuse and the others, who are grateful for the warm reception, left while being led by maids, Imeraria sank her back into the sofa while curbing her brows. "... What did Hifumi-sama do in the wastelands? Really, something like a beastwoman chasing him up to here." (Imeraria) Alongside a deep sigh, she drinks her cold black tea. "Anyway, it was a saving grace that Origa-san wasn't here. Sabnak-san, I leave it to you that they and Origa-san don't run into each other until Hifumi-sama returns." (Imeraria) "Aren't you imagining too much there? They are people who have likewise fallen in love with Hifumi-san, so if they get along well..." (Sabnak) "Sabnak-san, you are naive." (Imeraria) She stabs Sabnak with an unusually sharp gaze. "The rabbit beastman-san just now... Viine-san came here while saying an admirable thing like she just wants to be at his side, however do you believe that Origa-san will allow that?" (Imeraria) "Uuh..." (Sabnak) "And, the moment a quarrel occurs between them, will you be able to remonstrate them to be nice to each other, Sabnak-san?" (Imeraria) "I-Isn't that a task that exceeds my abilities...?" (Sabnak) Imeraria's gaze switches from Sabnak to Vaiya. "Even for me, to barge in on such situation is a bit..." (Vaiya) Hearing the timid answers of the two adults, Imeraria sighed deeply. "We will be able to form a relationship with the elves, who are said to wield powerful magic, and the beastmen who were our former enemy. That in itself is something great. The matter of creating a friendship with them will likely be of benefit for Orsongrande." (Imeraria) "For that reason", Imeraria made a short pause. "We should avoid unnecessary troubles to the best of our abilities. Even Origa-san will be obedient in front of Hifumi-sama. I will also request Alyssa-san to lay the groundwork thoroughly." (Imeraria) ""Acknowledged."" (Sabnak & Vaiya) Imeraria informed the two, who matched their voices, about another matter. "I will explain the strategy, I drew up, before the arrival of the main force. Let's have dinner together. You two and Alyssa-san. And let's invite those beastmen from before as well. I will have them decide whether they want to stay at Munster temporarily or remain here after explaining the current state." (Imeraria) It looks like it will take a full two days for the main force of the reinforcements to arrive even if they are quick. It will also be necessary to explain things to Nelgal who will arrive together with the main army, but I will push this strategy forth even if I have to basically threaten him, "Bast-..." Before the guarding soldier finished speaking, Hifumi cut his windpipe just slightly with the tip of his katana in one go and the body, which had lost its soul, collapsed alongside a sound of air leaking out. "It's this. I came here to complain about this." (Hifumi) While lowering the drawn katana, Hifumi stands in front of Horant's prime minster who was sitting at his desk. "W-Who are you bastard...?" (Kuzemu) "The lord of Fokalore, Hifumi. The man who killed this place's crown prince." (Hifumi) "What..." (Kuzemu) Kuzemu, who has become pale while drenched in sweat, carefully examines the man standing in front of him from top to bottom. Kuzemu himself never saw Hifumi, but he was aware about the person called Hifumi and about the uproar within the castle. "How foolish. To reach this place all by yourself..." (Kuzemu) "That's it. That." (Hifumi) Hifumi points at the corpse of the soldier he killed himself a moment ago. "It's the same for this guy as well, but you are far too careless. Entering the country, entering the city and entering the castle, all of it was at a level of being extremely easy to degree of making me yawn. Your men are just walking around leisurely and don't have any kind of vigilance in addition to that either. Isn't that as if you are telling me to break in?" (Hifumi) "For example", Hifumi retrieved a light magic tool from his darkness storage. "I can't use anything but darkness magic, but research in magic has advanced in Horant, right? I heard that even this lamp was created in Horant. In that case, noticing an intruder, sounding a general alert once someone discovered an enemy or doing various things is possible, isn't it?" (Hifumi) "Uuh, but such things, except for those intended for battle, are developed by private merchants... buh!?" (Kuzemu) Just as he began to line up excuses, Hifumi slapped Kuzemu's cheek with his palm after stabbing the katana into the floor. Is his field of vision flickering? Hifumi brings his face close to Kuzemu who is repeatedly blinking. "You, don't you think that a method for attacking means it is intended for battle?" (Hifumi) Picking up the katana, he holds it out in front of Kuzemu's eyes so that he can see its hamon. Hifumi, who turns the blade towards below and shifts the handle into his left hand, intended to show it, but Kuzemu was unable to consider it as anything else but threatening. He feels uneasy whether the ominously shining blade will cut his own throat in the same manner as the guard's. "A weapon is fine as weapon. If it's polished up as item that steals a person's life, it is beautifully sublimed." (Hifumi) Drawing back the katana, he returns it into its scabbard. "But you know, while it may be strong at attacking that doesn't mean that one can win. It isn't just a mutual competition and confrontation. Now matter how strong a weapon might be, it will be meaningless if you aren't able to find a gap to use it." (Hifumi) What Hifumi pointed at was the sword which hung at the waist of the corpse. Recognising him as intruder, the soldier tried to call out and yet he didn't even touch the hilt. "W-What do you want to tell me?" (Kuzemu) "You don't understand?" (Hifumi) Going away from in front of Kuzemu, Hifumi removed the katana from his waist and sat down on a sofa with a flump. "You are able to use magic. You were born into this world at great pains. If you are able to use earth magic, you will probably be able to camouflage a trap perfectly. If you can use wind magic, it's possible to survey a somewhat wide range. If it's fire magic, one can light a signal fire without using tools. Even by thinking about it for a bit, there are this many possible applications." (Hifumi) "Are you asshole telling me that Orsongrande's military has advanced this far?" (Kuzemu) "No?" (Hifumi) Kuzemu looked at Hifumi, who shook his head as he smiled, while wiping away the sweat. "I wonder whether I gave Orsongrande a bit too much of an advantage. Although it looks like you created a slightly big toy in Horant, those are no good. Even the techniques taught to you by the instruction unit sent by me have parts similar to imitating just the upper surface." (Hifumi) "Therefore", Hifumi tapped the scabbard of his katana. "I decided to give you various hints regarding magic which is the distinctive characteristic of Horant." (Hifumi) "I-Isn't that an act that serves the interests of your enemy!? What are you planning!?" (Kuzemu) "What a foolish thing to say. The current you doesn't even amount to being an enemy for me. Thus it isn't an act that serves the interests of my enemy." (Hifumi) "T-That's sophistry!" (Kuzemu) "Even if it's sophistry, that's fine. Do you know? A weakling uses sophistry to gloss over, but the strong one uses it while persisting with their egoism." (Hifumi) "So, what are you telling me to do?" (Kuzemu) Finding it already difficult to bring it to a close with words in this situation, Kuzemu asks Hifumi that. "Since the border probably has already broken down due to the attacks of Orsongrande's side, I shall instruct you magic techniques I came up with in order for you to retake the border or to defend. I have only the darkness attribute, thus it will just be the theory though. Hey! Hurry up and summon the magicians in charge or the researchers. I don't have the time to idle around here. The evil hand of Orsongrande might be reaching for this place soon." (Hifumi) While saying that, Hifumi rung the bell on top of a low table which is located in front of the sofa.magic A maid immediately enters the room. "You cal-... hii!?" The maid, who entered while looking down, screamed when she discovered the soldier's corpse. "Black tea, please. Also, I'd like something I can take out." (Hifumi) Hifumi tells the frightened maid his order. Due to the words of an unknown person, the maid looked at Kuzemu in her search for help. "... Prepare it as you were told. And, can you call someone of the castle's magic researchers?" (Kuzemu) Once the maid leaves the room as if running away, Hifumi looks into Kuzemu's eyes. Joy is clearly visible on his face. "Do your best. Imeraria is an amateur, but Fokalore's soldiers are considerably powerful. I don't care what you want to do in the end, but you have to persist here for the sake of achieving your dreams." (Hifumi) Standing up, Hifumi hit Kuzemu's shoulder. "Let's have a real war with a properly large number of people dying. Okay?" (Hifumi) Kuzemu was unable to reply as he was merely trembling.
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20.Like Toy Soldiers ใ€ไธ็ฉใช็”บใ€‘ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŸใกใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใจๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆฒˆ้ป™ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ฆฌใ‚’ๅ›žๅŽใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚ˆ! ใ“ใฎใพใพๆ”พ็ฝฎใ—ใฆใ„ใใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ„ใ†ไบบใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚......่ฒดๅฅณใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใฎๆ–นใงใ™ใญใ€‚็งใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ๅƒ•ใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใงใ™ใ€‚ใใฎใ€็‰นใซ่‚ฉๆ›ธใใฎ็„กใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใงใ™......ใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒชใจไธŠๅ“ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฏใ€่ฒดๅฅณใŒ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ–œใณใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๆกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅฐ‘ใ—่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ (ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ๅคงไบบใฎๅฅณใฎไบบใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใชใ......) ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใงใ™ใŒใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆใฏๆ—ฉๆ€ฅใซไฝ“ๅˆถใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใพใง้€šใ‚Šใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅๅ›ฝ็ฎก็†ใ‚’่กŒใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎ็Šฏ็ฝช่€…ใ‚‚้–ขใ‚ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€็Šฏไบบใจๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฎๆญปไฝ“ใฏใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใงๅ›žๅŽใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ ๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใคใ„ไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๆ–นใซใ‚‚่ขซๅฎณใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ๆœๆŸปใฎ็‚บใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใ‚‚็Šฏไบบใฎๆญปไฝ“ใฏ้‡่ฆใช่ณ‡ๆ–™ใจใชใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎŸใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒไธปใช็Šฏ่กŒ็พๅ ดใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅŽณๅฏ†ใซใ„ใˆใฐใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฎไบ‹ไปถใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไบ‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚็ขบๅฎŸใซๅฑ่ฒฌใชใ‚ŠใƒšใƒŠใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใชใ‚Šใฏๅ…ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏไธŠๆ‰‹ใใ”ใพใ‹ใ—ใฆๆœๆŸป่ณ‡ๆ–™ใ‚’็‹ฌๅ ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใŸใจใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒใปใใ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ (ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ†…ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ไบ‹ไปถใซใชใ‚‰ใชใใฆ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ€‚ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใงๆšดใ‚Œใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ƒ้จŽๅฃซใ ใจใƒใƒฌใŸใ‚‰ๅคงๅ•้กŒใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸ) ใจใซใ‹ใใ€็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅ•้กŒใŒๆƒณๅฎšไปฅไธŠใซใ‚„ใ‚„ใ“ใ—ใใชใ‚‰ใšใซๆธˆใ‚“ใ ไบ‹ใซใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ•ใ‚“ใฏ......ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใฏๅฟœๆดใ‚’ๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใชใใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใฃใŸ! ใ‚ใ€ใงใ‚‚......ใ“ใ“ใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใซ่ชฐใ‚‚ใ„ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ๅ•†ไบบใ‚„ๆ—…ไบบใŒใ“ใ“ใ‚’้€š้Žใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏใ€ไธกๅ›ฝใฎๆ‹…ๅฝ“่€…ใฎใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณ็ญ‰ใจ่จฑๅฏใฎๅฐใŒๅฟ…่ฆใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ไธ€ๆ–นใงใ‚‚ๆŠœใ‘ใŸ้€š่กŒ่จฑๅฏ่จผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฏ†ๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใจ่ฆ‹ใชใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๅ›ฝ้˜ฒใฎ้ขใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ไธ€ๆ–นใงใ‚‚ใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’็ฉบใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ•้กŒใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใฏๅ…จๆป…ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€้€ฃ็ตกๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆ‰€ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ฆฌใซไน—ใฃใฆๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ€ๅ‡บๅ›ฝใฎๆ‰‹็ถšใใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใฎๅ—ไป˜ใซใ€ๅฐใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎ้–“ใซใ€้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸๅ…ตใซๆญปไฝ“ใฎๅ›žๅŽใ‚’ๆ”ฏๆŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใญใ€ใญใ‡ใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚’ๅพ…ใคไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใชใๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆ่ก—้“ๆฒฟใ„ใซๆœ€ๅˆใซ่กŒใๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹่ก—ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซ่ฉฐๆ‰€ใซใ€ไผ่จ€ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้ ผใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฎใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ไผใˆใฆใ€ๅƒ•ใŒๅฟœๆดใ‚’ไพ้ ผใ—ใŸใฃใฆไผใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่ก—ใฎ้…็ฝฎใซใคใ„ใฆๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆ! ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†!ใ€ ้ฉๅฝ“ใซๅคงใใช่ก—ใ‚’ๆธกใ‚Šๆญฉใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹็‰ฉใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใงใฃใกไธŠใ’ใŸ็†็”ฑใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซไฟกใ˜่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€่ก—้“ๆฒฟใ„ใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใพใงใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใง10ๆ—ฅใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€้ฆ–้ƒฝใพใง่พฟใ‚Š็€ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰้ฆ–้ƒฝใพใง่กŒใฃใฆใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒใพใงใ€ๅคงใใชใ‚ซใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’ๆใ„ใฆ่ก—้“ใŒ้€šใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใธใ‡ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ็”ฃใฎ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใฏใ€ใใฎ้“ใ‚’้€šใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“? ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‚‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’ๆŽฅใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–้ ๅ›žใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ“ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใฏใ€ๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒ่งฃ่ชฌใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ƒใ€…ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใŒไธ€ไบบใฎๅคฉๆ‰้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Š็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใ—ใŸๅ›ฝๅฎถใจใ—ใฆๆˆ็ซ‹ใ—ใŸ้š›ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ›ฝๅœŸใ‚’ใ‹ใชใ‚Šไพต้ฃŸใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ใใ“ใงๅนพๅบฆใ‹ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็พๅœจใงใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎไบคๆตใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็›ดๆŽฅใฎ่กŒใๆฅใฏ็„กใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฎ้€š่กŒ่จฑๅฏ่จผใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใ€ๅ……ๅˆ†ใซ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰€ใพใง่กŒใฃใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒโ€œๅˆๆณ•็š„ใซโ€ๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใ—ใŸใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๆญฃๅผใชๅ‡บๅ›ฝ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฐใ‹ใฎๆ‰‹ๅผ•ใใงๅ‡บๅ›ฝใ—ใ€ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๅดใฎใƒใƒผใ‚ฒใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃๅญ็ˆตใ‚‚ๆญฃๅผใชๅ…ฅๅ›ฝ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅ‡บใ›ใฐใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใง่‡ช็”ฑใซ่กŒๅ‹•ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใพใงใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ†…้ƒจใซใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใคใชใŒใ‚‹ๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๆŽจๆธฌใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใจใใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใ„ใ‚‹่ชฐใ‹ใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€ ่‰ฒใ€…ใจใ‚„ใ‚„ใ“ใ—ใใชใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ ใ‚“ใ ใ‚“้ขๅ€’ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ๅบฆๅ—ใ‘ใŸไพ้ ผใ‚’ๅ›ฝใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใงๆ–ญใ‚‹็จ‹็„ก่ฒฌไปปใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใจใซใ‹ใใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ€่‰ฒใ€…่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‹ใ‚‰่จฑๅฏ่จผใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซๅ‡บ็™บใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ่จ€ใ†ใซใฏใ€่ก—้“ๆฒฟใ„ใซ้€ฒใ‚“ใง้ฆฌ่ปŠใง2ๆ™‚้–“็จ‹ใงใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใจใ„ใ†่ก—ใซ็€ใใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ้ฆฌ่ปŠๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š้€ฒใ‚€ใ“ใจๆ•ฐๆ™‚้–“ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Ž้€šใ‚Šใซใ€ๅก€ใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸ่ก—ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใซ่ฟ‘ใ„่ก—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅŒๆง˜ใ€ใ„ใ–ใจใ„ใ†ๆ™‚ใซใฏ้˜ฒ่ก›ๆˆฆใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏใ‚ฆใƒใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ก—ใจๅคงๅทฎใชใ„ใญใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚่ฟ‘ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ€ใ•ใปใฉๆ–‡ๅŒ–็š„ใซ้•ใ„ใฏ็„กใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใงใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใฃใŸ้ฃŸใน็‰ฉใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใงใฏใฉใ†ใ‹ใŒๅฟƒ้…ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใจใ‚‚ใใ†้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ก—ใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใง่จฑๅฏ่จผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฎๅ…ตใฎ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใซ็”จใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจไผใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฉฐๆ‰€ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใ‚ถใƒซ่ญฆๅ‚™ใ ใชใใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€้–€็•ชใŒๅฆ™ใซๆฉŸๆขฐ็š„ใชๅฏพๅฟœใ ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ญใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ†ใ‚ญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฎ่ตทไผใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใใฆใ€ๆฑบใพใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใงใ‚‚็œŸ้ข็›ฎใชๅ…ตๅฃซใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฉฐๆ‰€ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๆบ–้จŽๅฃซ็ˆตใ ใจใ‚ณใ‚คใƒณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆไผใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฒฌไปป่€…ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใช้Žงใ‚’็€ใŸไธญ่‚‰ไธญ่ƒŒใฎ็‰นๅพดใฎ็„กใ„็”ทใŒๅฅฅใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ใพใฃใ™ใ่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใฎ็”จใ‹ใจ่žใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็›ฎใฏใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹็„ฆ็‚นใŒๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใ„ใ†ๅฅณๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไผ่จ€ใ ใ€ ่ฉฐๆ‰€ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตไปฅๅค–ๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใ€ๅฟœๆด่ฆ่ซ‹ใ‚’ไผใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ไพ้ ผใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€็”ทใฏใ€Œใ”ๅ”ๅŠ›ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ€ๅ…จใๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ๆŠ‘ๆšใฎๅฐ‘ใชใ„ๅนณๅฆใชๅฃฐใง่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ“ใ“ใธๆณŠใพใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? 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่‡ชๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ตใชใฎใซ......ใ€ ้ก”ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅฃฐใจ่ฉฑใ—ๆ–นใงใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใŒใ‚ใฎ็พๅ ดใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸไธŠใงใ€็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ไฝ•ใง็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆ้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ„? ็›ฎๆ’ƒ่€…ใ‚’ๆถˆใ™ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ“ใธๆฅใ‚‹ใพใงใฎ้–“ใซใ„ใใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๆฉŸไผšใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใฏๅ›ฐใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸๅฅดใ‚’็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆ็ฝฎใ็†็”ฑใฏไธ€ใคใ ใ€‚ใใฎ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใ‚’ไป–ใซ่ชฐใŒใฉใ“ใพใง็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ ใชใ€‚ๆ‹ทๅ•ใ‹ใ€่–ฌใ‹......่–ฌ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่„ณ่ฃใซใ€ๆ˜ผใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎๅ…ตใŒๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ่–ฌใ ใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ! ็ขบใ‹็ฒพ็ฅžๅฎ‰ๅฎš็ณปใฎ่–ฌ็‰ฉใฎไธญๆฏ’ใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ไพ‹ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ใฎๅ…ƒ้จŽๅฃซใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‹......ๆฅใŸใชใ€ ๆ†ถๆธฌใ‚’่จ€่‘‰ใซใ—ใฆๆ•ด็†ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธๆ„ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฏ็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใช? ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไฟบใŸใกใ‚‚ๆ•ใพใˆใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใจใ„ใ†่…นใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅฎฟใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ10ไบบ็จ‹ใฎๆฐ—้…ใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใงๆˆฆใ†ใฎใ‹ใ„? ๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไธ€ๆ—ฆๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ‚„ใ‚Šใ™ใ”ใ™ใ€‚ๅ…ˆใซใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆฐ—้…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใใ†้ ใใซใฏ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใฃ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใใ‚“ใชใซ้ฉšใ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅฅณใฎๅญใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ๆ•ตใŒๆฅใฆใ‚‹ใฎใซไธ€ๆ—ฆๅผ•ใใจใ‹ใ€ใ”ไธปไบบใ‚‰ใ—ใใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ•......ใ€ ๆœฌๆฐ—ใง้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฐ่ฑกใŒๆœฌๆฐ—ใงๆ‚ชใ„ไบ‹ใซๅฟƒๅค–ใ ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏๆฎบไบบ็‹‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจๅ‰ใซใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ•ใ‹่žใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ๅดใซๅผ•ใ่พผใ‚€ไบ‹ใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ชฟๆŸปใซๅˆฉ็”จไพกๅ€คใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€10ไบบ็จ‹ๅบฆใ˜ใ‚ƒๆบ–ๅ‚™้‹ๅ‹•ใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใซๅคœ้–“ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใฏใพใ ๆ•™ใˆใฆใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›้€ฃไธญใจใฏใพใŸใถใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใซใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆฎบใ›ใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ ็ตๅฑ€ๆฎบใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใ ใจใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ้€†ใซๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ (ใ“ใ„ใคใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏไฟบใ‚’้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‹?) ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใจๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹้Ž–ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŸใกใŒๆˆธๆƒ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃฐใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็™ปใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้Ž–ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใถใ‚‰ไธ‹ใŒใ‚Œใ€‚ไธ€ไบบใšใคใชใ€ ๆ€ฏใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ“ใ†ใซใ‹ๅฑ‹ๆ นใซใ‚ใŒใ‚Š็ต‚ใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใปใฉ้–“ใ‚’็ฝฎใ‹ใšใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒ้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅฎฟใฎไธปไบบใŒ้ตใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๆ˜ผ้–“ใซไผšใฃใŸ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใ ใจใ„ใ†็”ทใฎๅฃฐใŒใ—ใฆใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใ‚’ใ‚ใกใ“ใกๆŽขใ—ๅ›žใ‚‹้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸ้€ฃไธญใฏ็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅคœใฎ้—‡ใฎไธญใ€ๅ†ใณใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๆ–น่ง’ใธใจๅŽปใฃใฆใ„ใๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฑ‹ๆ นใฎไธŠใซ็ซ‹ใคไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใช็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใจใ€้™ใ‹ใซๆ‚ฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 20: Like Toy Soldiers Completely disregarding the silent Pajou and the Orsongrande Knights, and the equally silent Alyssa from Vichy, Hifumi called out to Origa and Kasha. [ Well then, let's get a move on. ] Saying so, Hifumi turned towards the horses, only to be stopped by a panicking Alyssa. [ W-wait a minute! You're leaving just like that? ] [ Don't mind him, he's just like that.... You're from Vichy, yes? I am a Knight from Orsongrande, Pajou. And you? ] [ Ah, I am Alyssa. That is, I don't particularly have a title.... ] [TN: she uses the male informal 'boku' here] Noting the difference in status between them, Alyssa unintentionally shrank and spoke timidly. Pajou laughed elegantly, extending her right hand. [ I'm pleased you were able to survive the incident. ] As they shook hands, Alyssa composed herself. Somehow, she gives off the feeling of an adult woman... (Alyssa) [ Well then, let us speak of what to do after this. We will be acting as immigration control for our country until order is restored. Since the criminal was related to our country, please let us collect his and our soldier's bodies. ] [ Aah, y-yes. ] Alyssa inadvertently agreed to Pajou's smooth and flowing speech. Originally, the Vichy side should be documenting the bodies and damage, becoming important in their investigations. Moreover, the scene of the crime was on the Vichy side, thereby falling under Vichy's jurisdiction, no matter the involved parties. Alyssa was definitely not going to avoid a penalty for this. Seeing that Pajou had skilfully monopolized the investigation with some underhanded methods, she chuckled to herself. Entering Vichy would not be a nice event. The other side's Knights would be the source of plenty of problems. In any case, Pajou was relieved that no more complex situations would crop up. [ Anyway, Alyssa-san, isn't there going to be assistance from Vichy? ] [ That's right! Ah, but...... it's impossible, there's no one on the Vichy side but me. ] Seals and signatures of approval are necessary from both sides for merchants and travellers to cross boundaries. In case either of them are missing, it is considered as an illegal entry into the country. Of course, there is the aspect of national defence too, evacuating the place is a problem. The Vichy side had been completely annihilated, leaving no available means of communication. Hifumi returned on horseback to where Alyssa was contemplating further actions. [ Pajou, take care of the departure formalities. ] Hifumi passed her the documents; Pajou took them and affixed the necessary seals and signatures on it. Meanwhile, the corpse of the soldier had been dragged over. [ Ne, ne~.. ] Alyssa called out to the waiting Hifumi without hesitation. [ What? ] [ I have a small request... ] Alyssa asked Hifumi to relay a message to the first guardroom they saw on the highway after entering Vichy. [ Please convey the current situation and inform that I am requesting reinforcements. ] Hifumi considered for a moment, then nodded. [ However, you will have to tell me about the town in Vichy. ] [ Great! Thank you! ] Entirely believing Hifumi's made-up reason of sightseeing a large town, Alyssa happily gave them a detailed explanation. [ So the capital city can be reached in about 10 days via carriage? ] Alyssa replied to Origa's question with a smile. [ That's right. From here, you can go to the capital, the highway passes near the Horant border in a wide curve. ] [ Hee, the road passes by Horant, the place from where those evil magic tools came from. ] While Kasha was smirking, Hifumi voiced a question.magic [ Hm? Orsongrande and Horant's borders also touch, did you take a deliberate detour? ] To his question, Pajou explained. Originally, when the genius magician established Horant as independent, a considerable part of Orsongrande was invaded. As a result, there were a few skirmishes and now there is little interaction between the two. [ Alyssa-san, I have a request. ] [ Ah, I understand. ] Alyssa received and cleared Hifumi's travel pass and Pajou continued, [ Therefore, if a magician from Horant 'lawfully' enters, there is a possibility of obtaining formal permission to leave Vishy as well. ] With someone from Vichy as a guide, and with the formal approval of Viscount Hagenti, it is possible to enter Orsongrande freely. Therefore, though unable to discern at what level, there might be someone with power in Vichy connected to Horant in no small way, Pajou surmised. [ Now that you mention it, it is highly likely that someone is behind Beirevra. ] Though complicated in various ways, Hifumi is troublesome, but not irresponsible so as to decline the request that requires leaving the country. [ Well then, in any case he's entering Vichy to take in various sights. ] Hifumi, who had collected the permit from Alyssa announced their departure to Origa and Kasha. They advanced along the highway, reaching the town called Aroseru by carriage in about 2 hours. As per Alyssa's explanation, a town enclosed by a wall came into view. Being close to the border, it seemed to be made in a similar fashion as Fukaroru in Orsongrande. [ Somehow, it does not look too different from our country ] (Kasha) Hifumi had a similar impression to Kasha. Was it because they were close by? Culturally there seemed to be no difference. To be frank, the food in Orsongrande was all right, but he had concerns about the food in Vichy. Then again, being close to Fukaroru, it would probably not be a problem. While showing the permit at the entrance of the town, the soldiers there directed him to their in-charge in the guardroom. [ Surprisingly undefended. Or, how should I put it, the gatekeeper had a strangely mechanical vibe. ] [ Mechanical? ] [ No emotional ups or downs are visible. Just like repeating a fixed motion. ] [ Ah, but aren't serious soldiers supposed to be like that? ] Though somewhat cautious, it couldn't be helped so Hifumi entered the guardroom. He displayed the coin denoting his peerage to the person in-charge. A man in simple armour of medium height and build came out of the interior, and looking straight at Hifumi asked what business he had. His eyes were unfocused. [ A soldier called Alyssa asked me to pass on a message. ] Hifumi explained that all the soldiers at the border post have been killed, apart from Alyssa. When he explained that immediate assistance was required, the man thanked him for his cooperation in a smooth voice without looking the slightest bit thankful. [ Are you staying here today? Have you decided on a hotel? ] [ We are staying here, yes, but the hotel has not been decided. ] [ Then if you head towards the interior of the town, there is a hotel with nice and clean rooms. There isn't another suitable for a noble to live in. ] [ Is that so? We'll do that then. ] Though slightly wary of the man's appearance, Hifumi decided to go along with it. [ Then, we must be going to the border post, please excuse me. ] With a perfunctory bow to Hifumi, the man left along with a subordinate. [ Somehow the reaction of the in-charge and the soldiers at the gate seemed a little strange. ] Origa peevishly stated that she thought they were quite impolite to her master, a noble. [ I've seen someone in a similar state before..... where was it? ] (Hifumi) [ After all, like in Fukaroru, are the people here planning a dirty trick too? ] (Origa) While they were taking, they reached the hotel. Since Hifumi had learnt the written characters, he could recognise the name. [ Here? ] The horses were tethered outside,they pushed open the wooden door and went in. There was a small counter in what appeared to be a spacious dining hall. [ Welcome! 10 silver coins for one room for a night. There are 17 double rooms. There is no room to put 3 or more people in one. 3 silver coins per horse. They will be moved to the stable in the back. ] There was an old man with an unsociable expression on his face sitting at the counter. [ One single room, my companions will take a double room. ] After depositing a pile of silver coins on the counter, the old man took out 2 keys from under the counter. [ This is for the single room, this one is for the double room. The second floor is entirely guest rooms. Dinner will be prepared before nightfall, and served in this hall. ] The old man fell silent after telling them the necessary information and writing down the key numbers. Taking the key, the trio went up to the 2nd floor. [ Lie down a bit before dinner. We may have to move at night. ] [ After the group confirms the situation at the border, some will return to report. By that time it will most likely be night. If we have to move, it will be then. ] After a light lunch, it was decided that they would rest and after dinner, observe the street from their rooms. [ Our opponents will not be simpletons without strategies like Alyssa. ] Hifumi entered his room immediately after saying that. Kasha shook her head resignedly while Origa laughed. Origa entered the room while Kasha followed, lost in thought. [ ....... Those fellows are easy to understand. ] On the second floor of the hotel, Hifumi murmured, lying in wait. The room was pitch-dark. Several armoured men passed by on the street after darkness fell and pedestrian traffic declined. Hifumi, who had completely acclimated his sight to the darkness saw it clearly. With hands bound behind the back, a diminutive shadow was visible walking unsteadily between two men. When they passed by the front of the hotel, it was clear the person was Alyssa. Badly beaten up, left cheek swelled and dried streams of blood coming from the mouth. It seems they have been walking for a long time, and occasionally her foot slowed, only to receive a kick from behind every time to forcibly advance. Watching the sorry situation, Origa and Kasha both murmured "How cruel". [ Taking her to a spot different from this afternoon's guardroom. Well now, what to do, I wonder... ] [ Why was Alyssa arrested? A soldier from their own country.... ] Though her face was not visible, the speech pattern and voice identified the speaker as Origa. [ She was the only one who survived the scene of the crime, could that be it? ] (Hifumi) [ But why not make the most of it? Or could it be a chance to bump off the eyewitness who knows what happened? ] [ It would be to confirm what the witness knows and to keep secrets that may get someone else into trouble. Torture, drugs.... Drugs? ] (Hifumi) Hifumi remembered the state of the soldier when they came into the town. [ That's it, drugs! If I remember correctly, there were drugs to stabilise the mind and if addicted, it leads to a state of losing emotions. Similar to the fellow who had that magic tool attached to him... ] Guessing and putting his thoughts in order, Hifumi suddenly raised his head. [ Do you need to wear armour? It seems that they are also attempting to capture us. Around 10 people are coming towards the hotel. ] [ Fight here? I'll pull out the lighting magic tool.... ] [ No, no need. Before that, I'll need to find Alyssa, she does not seem to be too far. ] [ Eeh!? ] [ Kasha, why are you so surprised? ] [ No, saving a girl while enemies are coming, it does not sound like master.... ] Seeing Kasha honestly surprised, Hifumi thought it quite vexing that his reputation was that bad. [ I said a while ago that I was not a homicidal maniac. What Alyssa knows and may hear in the future may be valuable information. Besides, 10 people isn't bad for a warm-up, and you two have not been instructed on how to fight in the dark. In any case, we'll meet guys like these again. At that time, kill them well. ] Kasha was relieved when Hifumi mentioned killing. They aren't making fun of me are they? While Kasha and Origa were staring at the swinging chain, they heard Hifumi's voice from above. [ Grab the chain and climb up. One at a time. ] Though scared, they somehow managed to get onto the roof. The door of the room opened. It seemed that the landlord had a key. It was the voice of the person in-charge at the town gate. After noises that indicated searching for a while, they left. In the dark of the night, the soldiers left in the same direction Alyssa was taken.
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153.I Want To Party ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใซๅ…ˆๅฐŽใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๅŸŽใฎๅฃใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ˜็™ปใ‚‹็พฝ็›ฎใซใชใ‚Šใ€ๅ†ใณ่ฝไธ‹ๅœฐ็„ใ‚’ๅ‘ณใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฏไธ€้šŽใซ็ชๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏไบŒ้šŽใธ็›ดๆŽฅไพตๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ็ชๅ…ฅ่จ“็ทดใ‚’ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒฌใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใง็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€ไบŒ้šŽใพใงใชใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ˜็™ปใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆœ้ฃฏๅ‰ใ ใ€‚ ๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚’่กŒใๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„็ช่ตทใ‚’้ ผใ‚Šใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ็™ปใ‚Šใ€็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใ€ ็ช“ใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใฏ้€š่ทฏใซใชใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไบŒ้šŽใ‚’ๅทกๅ›žไธญใฎใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ๅดใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใจ็›ฎใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธกๆ‰‹ใงไฝ“ใ‚’ใ•ใ•ใˆใ„ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใฏใ™ใใซๅฏพๅฟœใงใใšใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฏ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ้€ƒใ’ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚้€ƒใ’ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ไปŠใฎใ†ใกใซไพตๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎคๅ†…ใธใจ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ไปฒ้–“ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎใ‚นใƒšใƒผใ‚นใ‚’ใคใใ‚Šใ€ๅปŠไธ‹ใฎ้š…ใธใจๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใฏใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใๆง‹้€ ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅปŠไธ‹ใซๅ„ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใŒไธฆใณใ€ไธญๅคฎใซ้šŽๆฎต......ๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸ้€šใ‚Šใฎๆง‹้€ ใ ใชใ€ ๅบƒใ้•ทใ„ๅปŠไธ‹ใ€ไธญๅคฎใฎ้šŽๆฎตใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใซไธฆใถใƒ‰ใ‚ขใฏๅŸŽๅ†…ใซๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚’ๆŒใค้ซ˜็ดšๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŒไฝฟใ†้ƒจๅฑ‹ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้šŽๆฎตใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใซใฏใ€ไผš่ญฐ็ญ‰ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅคง้ƒจๅฑ‹ใŒไธฆใถใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„กไบบใ€ใ‹?ใ€ ไปฒ้–“ใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๆฌกใ€…ใซๅปŠไธ‹ใธใจ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใกใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆณจๆ„ๆทฑใ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ้šŽๆฎตใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๅคงๅ‹ขใฎไบบ้–“ใฎๅซใณๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹่‡ญใ„ใช......ไธ€้šŽใฏ่‹ฆๆˆฆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ไบŒ้šŽใฏ......ๆฅใŸ!ใ€ ้šŽๆฎตใฎๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ‰ใ‚ขใฎไธ€ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใžใ‚ใžใ‚ใจๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œๆ‰‹ใซๆกถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŒๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใคใค่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใงใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸๆกถใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใ€ๅปŠไธ‹ใซๆถฒไฝ“ใ‚’ใถใกใพใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฌกใ€…ใซๆตใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅคง้‡ใฎๆถฒไฝ“ใฏใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๆณขใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’ๆตใ‚Œใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใพใงๆตใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใ€ ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒ็ช“ๆž ใ‚„้–‹ใ‘ใŸใƒ‰ใ‚ขใฎไธŠใซ้ฟ้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆถฒไฝ“ใŒใ„ใใ‚ใŸใฃใŸใจใฟใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฎไธ€ไบบใŒใ€็ด™็‰‡ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅคงๅฃฐใงๅซใถใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏใ“ใฎๅŸŽใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใ ใ€‚่ญฆๅ‚™ใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ไธๆณ•ไพตๅ…ฅ่€…ใ‚’ๆŽ’้™คใ›ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€ ใƒกใƒขใ‚’่ชญใฟ็ต‚ใˆใ€ไธๅฏงใซ็•ณใ‚“ใ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒชใ€ใจไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅทปใใคใ‘ใŸ่ถณใ‚’ๆถฒไฝ“ใฎๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ๅบŠใซ่บŠ่บ‡ใชใ่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๆบ€่ถณใใ†ใซไฝ‡ใ‚€ใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใง?ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใซใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฏไป็Ž‹็ซ‹ใกใฎใพใพใ†ใชใšใใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปฅไธŠใ ใ€‚ใใฎใพใพๅฐ่™ซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใ„ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใŒใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใจใ—ใฆใฎ็ŸœๆŒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใจ!ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใฎไธ€ไบบใŒๆฟ€ๆ˜‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎไปฒ้–“ใซๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๆถฒไฝ“ใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ†ใกใฏใ€ๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็ญ”ใˆใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅคง้‡ใฎๆถฒไฝ“ใŒ้šŽๆฎตใฎไธ‹ใธใจๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใจใ€ๆ…ŒใฆใŸๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ๆฒนใŒใ“ใ“ใพใง!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ไฟบๆป‘ใ‚Šๆญขใ‚ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆ......ใ‚ใƒผ!ใ€ ้šŽๆฎตใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ ใ–ใ‹ใ‚‹ๅซใณๅฃฐใจๅ…ฑใซ่ชฐใ‹ใŒ่ปขใŒใ‚Š่ฝใกใฆใ„ใ้ŸณใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฒนใ€ใ‹......ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅ…ˆใปใฉๅฎฃ่จ€ใ‚’่ชญใฟไธŠใ’ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใคใคใ€ใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ในใ€ๅˆฅใซๆฒนใ ใจ็Ÿฅใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅฏพๅฟœใฎไฝฟ็”จใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’่ตคใ‚‰ใ‚ใฆๅผทใŒใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใชใ€‚็ซๆฐ—ๅŽณ็ฆใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ€็ซ่Šฑใ‚‚ๆ€–ใ„ใ€‚ๅˆƒ็‰ฉใฏ็ฆๆญขใ€‚ใถใ‚“ๆฎดใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใƒใ‚ทใƒฃใ€ใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅบŠใซ้™ใ‚Šใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ่ปขใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๅคง็ฌ‘ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Š็‹‚ใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใ“ใ‘ใคใพใ‚ใณใคใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใซ็ชๆ’ƒใ—ใ€ๅ‡„็ตถใชๆฎดใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฃ˜ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่‰ใ‚’ๅนฒใ—ใŸใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝ็‰นๆœ‰ใฎๆป‘ใ‚Šๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ๅทปใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‹•ใๅ›žใฃใฆๆฃ˜ใ‚’่ธใฟๆฝฐใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใ€็ŠถๆณใฏๅŒใ˜ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไธญใซใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใฟๅˆใฃใฆ่…่‡ญใŸใ ใ‚ˆใ†ไธ€้šŽใธใจ่ปขใ’่ฝใกใฆใ„ใ่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไธ‰้šŽใธ็ถšใ้šŽๆฎตใซใ‚‚ใŸใฃใทใ‚Šๆฒนใ‚’ๆตใ—ใŸใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏใ“ใ“ใงใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใ ใ€ ใ‚‚ใฟๅˆใ„ใฎๆœ€ไธญใ€ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใ‚‚ๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใง่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใŸใกใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใฏ็ช็ ดใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆŽŒๅบ•ใ‚’้กŽใซๅฉใ่พผใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใฏๆฒนใง่ปขใณใชใŒใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚Œใฐใ€ไปปๅ‹™ใฏๆˆๅŠŸใ‹ใช? ใ‚ใจใฏ้ ผใฟใพใ™ใœ้•ทๅฎ˜ใ€ ใ€Œ......ไธ‹ใŒ้จ’ใŒใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ ไธ‰้šŽใซใ‚ใ‚‹้ซ˜็ดšๅฎ˜ๅƒšๅ‘ใ‘ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใฎไธ€ๅฎคใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงๆ›ธ้กžใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ๅŒใ˜้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆผใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒใ€็‰‡่€ณใ‚’ใดใใดใใจๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€้šŽใจไบŒ้šŽใง้จ’ๅ‹•......ไธ€้šŽใฏๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒๅคšใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ไพตๅ…ฅใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ้€ƒใ’ใŸๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใฏใ€ใจไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ๅ้œฒใ™ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็œŸ้ก”ใฎใพใพใงๅ†ใณๅ‡ฆ็†ใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใ€‚ใƒˆใƒ็‹‚ใฃใฆ็งใŸใกใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆœ‰่ฑก็„ก่ฑกใซ้ŽใŽใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไฝ•ใ‹่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใŒใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎ็‹™ใ„ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‚„ไธๆญปๅ…ตใจใ„ใ†ใ€ใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฏใฎๅคงใใชๅ…ตใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใซใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎ็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่€ƒใˆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่‡ชใ‚‰่ชฟๆŸปๅฝนใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ—ใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏใใ‚Œใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–‡ๅญ—ใ‚’่ชญใ‚€ใฎใฏใพใ ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใชใใฆ......ใ‚ใฃใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒๆฃšใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ๆžšใฎๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅ‰ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ€่ชฐใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚โ€œไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใ—ใŸใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎไฝฟ่€…ใธใจๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใŸโ€ใฃใฆๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ้กžใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณ......ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซใ™ใ‚Šๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใง็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใงใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใคใชใŒใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹......ใจใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๅ†ทใŸใใชใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๅพŒใšใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฏใŒๆผใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใตใ€ใ†ใตใตใต......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ๅฅฅๆง˜?ใ€ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๆ•ตใ‚’ๆไพ›ใงใใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๆˆฆๅ ดใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ“ใฎๆ›ธ้กžใฏๆŽฅๅŽใ—ใพใ™ใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ‰ใคๆŠ˜ใ‚Šใซใ—ใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆ‡ใซๅทฎใ—ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€ๅบƒใ’ใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ‚‚ใใฎใพใพใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚’ไผดใฃใฆๅปŠไธ‹ใธใจๆญฉใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไฝ•ใ‹ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใฏใ‚ใšใ‹ใซใ—ใ‹ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ผปใŒๅˆฉใใฎใ‹ใ€ๆถ™็›ฎใง้ผปใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŠใŒใฃใฆใใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ•ใฃใ•ใจไธŠใซ่กŒใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซใŠไผใˆใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ ใ‚ซใƒ„ใ€ใ‚ซใƒ„ใ€ใจใƒ–ใƒผใƒ„ใฎ้ดๅบ•ใ‹ใ‚‰้Ÿณใ‚’้Ÿฟใ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆๆญฉใใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€้ผปใ‚’ใคใพใ‚“ใ ใพใพใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒไป˜ใๅพ“ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใพใ‚‹ใงใ‚ญใƒฃใƒชใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒผใƒžใƒณใฎไธŠๅธใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€ๆ–ฐๅ…ฅ็คพๅ“กใฎOLใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚่ฟทใ„ใชใๆญฉใใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒใกใ‚‰ใกใ‚‰ใจๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใฆใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใจใ—ใฆ่บซไฝ“่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹......ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๅ…ˆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใซใฏใพใ ไธๅฎ‰ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆฎตๅ–ใ‚Šใฏใ—ใฆใŠใใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚‰่จ“็ทดใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่‰ฏใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚......่ฒดๅฅณใฏใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ€ๅ‘ผๅธใŠใ„ใฆใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅ‘ณๆ–นใซ่ฉฆ็ทดใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’ๅฅฝใใ ใจๆ–ญ่จ€ใงใใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ็ช็„ถใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏ้ข้ฃŸใ‚‰ใฃใฆ่€ณใ‚’ใƒ”ใƒณใจ็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๆ„ๅ›ณใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€็ญ”ใˆใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ•ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใฃใŸใจใใซ็ŸฅใฃใŸๆ„›ๆƒ…ใฏใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎ้ญ…ๅŠ›ใฏใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎใ“ใจใง......ใ„ใˆใ€ใŸใจใˆใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใŒใ™ในใฆใฎ็ฃไบบๆ—ใ‚’ๆ•ตใซๅ›žใ—ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆถˆใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ…ƒใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆๆญฉใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅŽณใ—ใ„่จ“็ทดใ‚‚่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚็งใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ€ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ•ใ—ใ‚ใ’ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ๅ–œ่‰ฒๆบ€้ขใงใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซใ€ใ€ŒใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆญฉใฟใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ใค่จ‚ๆญฃใ™ในใใงใ™ใ€‚็ฃไบบๆ—ใซ้™ใ‚‰ใšใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‚„้ญ”ไบบใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹็”Ÿใใจใ—็”Ÿใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใใฎๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๆ•ตใซๅ›žใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅฐšใ€็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ“ใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ้ญ…ๅŠ›ใชใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใฉใ†่ฟ”็ญ”ใ—ใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚็™บใ›ใšใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๅฃฐ้Ÿณใง็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใ„ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใŠๅดใงใŠไป•ใˆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ™ใใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅ››้šŽใฎ็‰นใซ้‡ๅŽšใชๆ‰‰ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—้–‹ใใ€‚ ใใ“ใฏ็Ž‹ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ€‚ไธ€้šŽใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญใจๆˆฆใฃใŸ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€ใ•ใปใฉๅบƒใใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช่ชฟๅบฆๅ“ใŒไธฆใณใ€ๅฅฅใซ่จญใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็Ž‰ๅบงใฏใ€่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจใฏใพใŸ้•ใฃใŸๆ„ๅŒ ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸ่Šธ่ก“ๅ“ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไปŠใ€ใใ“ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใง็Ž‹ใฎๆค…ๅญใฃใฆ่ƒŒใ‚‚ใŸใ‚ŒใŒๅž‚็›ดใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€ ๆจชใงใ€Œใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใชใ€ใจ้’ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ๆฅฝใชๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใžใ‚‚ใžใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใพใฃใ™ใ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€่ทชใใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆ็œŸไผผใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚ไฟบใฏ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใ”ใฃใ“ใชใ‚“ใžใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ„ใ€‚็”จไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใ“ใฃใก่ฆ‹ใฆ่ฉฑใ›ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใจใ€ๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ‚ใ‚‰ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใ„ใจ็ซ‹ใกใ‚ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฌกใฎๆˆฆๅ ดใฏใ‚ใฃใกใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใชใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€้ก”ใซๆตฎใ‹ใถใฎใฏ็ฌ‘ใฟใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใ‚’่…ฐใซๅทฎใ—ใ€ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็ญ†่จ˜ๅ…ทใงใ•ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚‰ใจไบŒๆžšใฎ็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใซไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆ›ธใใคใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ๅบฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซ่กŒใใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ๆ•ฃๆญฉใซ่ช˜ใ†ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—่ปฝใช่จ€่‘‰ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ—ใฃใจใ‚Šใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใพใ™ใ€‚้ฃŸๆ–™ใฏๆŒใกๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใใซใงใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚ใŠๅผๅฝ“ใ‚‚ไฝœใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ”็”จๆ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใใ€ๅ‡บๅฃใ€ใงใ™!ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒๅผพใ‚€ๆฏใ‚’็น”ใ‚ŠไบคใœใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขไธ€่กŒใ€‚ ็ง˜ๅŒฟใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹่„ฑๅ‡บ่ทฏใฏใ€ๅŸŽใฎๆ•ทๅœฐๅ†…ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใง้šŽๆฎตใธใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅŸŽใฎ่ƒŒ้ขใ‚’ไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•้šŽใพใงใ‚ใŒใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚ŠๆŽกใ‚ŠใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅฐ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰้ซ˜ใ•ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใ ใ‘ใŒใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๆฏใŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจ็›ฎใŒๅˆใ„ใใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้€ธใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธๆญปๅ…ตใŸใกใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใจใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใงใฏใชใ็•ๆ€–ใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใงใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ››้šŽใ€ใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€็Ž‰ๅบงใฎใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใพใงใ€้€š่ทฏใฏใ€ใคใชใŒใฃใฆใ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ™ใใ ใญใ€ ๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ๆœ€ใ‚‚ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใชใ„ใฎใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ๅฟœใฏ้จŽๅฃซใจใ—ใฆ่จ“็ทดใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ€้Žงใฎ้‡ใ•ใ‚’ๅ‘ชใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰่‚ฉใงๆฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅ‘ผๅธใ™ใ‚‰่‹ฆใ—ใ’ใชๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏใƒžใ‚ทใ ใ€‚ ็พๅ ดไป•ไบ‹ใŒๅคšใ„ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใพใ ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใฆใ€ๆ„ๅœฐใ ใ‘ใง่ถณใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใฏใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใซใŸใฉใ‚Šใคใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ€้šŽใซ็ชๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒๅ…จๅ“กๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใฆใ€ไบŒ้šŽใงๆˆฆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒใ€ไบ’ใ„ใซๅŠๆ•ฐไปฅไธŠ็–ฒๅŠดใงๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใใชใฃใŸ้ ƒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ€ไบŒ้šŽใซไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ไบ”ไบบใ ใ‘ๅฃ็™ปใ‚ŠใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใฆๆฎดใ‚Šใ‚ใ„ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฏ่ฝไธ‹ใ—ใŸ้š›ใฎๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใงๅ‘ปใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใœใฏใฃ......ใœใ€ใœใ‡ใ€ใœใฃใ€ ็‹ญใ„้€š่ทฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๅบƒใ„้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ‡บใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใƒใ‚ฏใƒใ‚ฏใจใ‹ใคใฆใชใ„็จ‹้ฃ›ใณ่ทณใญใ‚‹ๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซ้…ธ็ด ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใฟใคใคใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใใ€ใฏใ......ใ“ใ“ใŒใ€็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใ€ใงใ™ใ€ 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ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒ้‡‘ๅฑžๆ‰‰ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐใ•ใชใใผใฟใซๆŒ‡่ผชใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฐใ•ใช้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆ‰‰ใŒ้–‹ใใ€‚ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้–‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใใฎไธญใซใฏใ€็…Œใณใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅฎ็ŸณใŒใกใ‚Šใฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไธญๅคฎใซใฏ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฑกใฃใŸ้‡‘็ดฐๅทฅใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅคงใใชใƒ€ใ‚คใƒคใŒใฏใ‚่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๅ† ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๆ‰‹ใซ็Ž‹ๅ† ใŒๆธกใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใซใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒ่ทชใใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆฒปใ‚ใ‚‹็Ž‹ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใŠ่ชใ‚ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใฎ็Ž‹ๅ† ใ‚’็งใซใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ใใ†ใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅ…ˆใฏๅฟ…่ฆใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใ€ใšใฃใ—ใ‚Šใจ้‡ใฟใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅ† ใ‚’ใ€ใใฎ็ดฐใ„่…•ใงใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎ้ ญไธŠใธใจ้‹ใถใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ็Ž‹ใจใŠใชใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๆฐ‘ใฎไฟก้ ผใซๆ‹ ใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใคใ€็ซ‹ๆดพใช็Ž‹ใซใ€ ใ€Œ่ช“ใ„ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅ…จใฆใฏๆฐ‘ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚Šใ€ใใฎไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ ็Ž‰ๅบงใธใจๅบงใ‚Šใ€ใใฎไธก่„‡ใซใฏ่ญท่ก›ใจใ—ใฆใคใ„ใฆใใฆใ„ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒๆŽงใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚„ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๆญฃ้ขใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใฆ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ็Ž‹ใจใชใฃใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅ‰ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซ่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’็ชใไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่ทชใใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€่ฉฑใ‚’ใใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใ€ ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใซ่จ—ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบŒๆžšใฎ็ด™ใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซๅฎ›ใฆใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œ......ๅณไฝใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅˆใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใŒๆŽƒ้™คใจใฏ......ใ€ ็ฝ ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใซใคใ„ใฆใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใจใ€โ€œๆŽƒ้™คใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚Œโ€ใจๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด™ใ‚’่ชญใฟ็ต‚ใˆใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใŠใ‚ˆใๆˆฆ้—˜ใจใ„ใ†ใซใฏ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใงใ€ใ‚ใใพใง่จ“็ทดใจๅฎŸ้จ“ใ‚’ๅ…ผใญใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใจ่žใ„ใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ€่„ฑๅŠ›ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸ่บซไฝ“ใซ้žญๆ‰“ใฃใฆๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’็ถญๆŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏ่ฌนๆ…Žใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๆธกใ—ใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซใฏๆˆฆ้—˜่กŒ็‚บใฎๅœๆญขใ‚’ๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ€้ฟ้›ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไฝฟ็”จไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ๅ‘ผใณๆˆปใ™ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฏๆฒนใจ่…่‡ญใซใพใฟใ‚ŒใŸๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎๆŽƒ้™คใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€่จ“็ทดใ‚‚ใงใใฆ่ญฆๅ‚™ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚‚ไธŠใŒใฃใŸใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใพใ ใƒžใ‚ทใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅฅธ่‡ฃใ‚‚ๆˆๆ•—ใงใใŸใ“ใจใงใ™ใ—ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚......ใ€ ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๆจชใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซๆŠฑใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€œใŒใ‚“ใฐใฃใŸใง่ณžโ€ใจโ€œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่กŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹โ€ใจใ ใ‘ๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด™ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€้ญ‚ใŒๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฑใฃใŸใ‚Šใจๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ๅคงๅค‰็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ”่ฆงใฎ็Šถๆณใงใ™ใฎใง......ใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒ็”ณใ—่จณใชใ•ใใ†ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใฒใใคใฃใŸ็ฌ‘้ก”ใง็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŸŽๅ†…......ใ„ใˆใ€่ฟ‘ใใฎๅฎฟใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข้™›ไธ‹ใŒใŠ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๅบฆใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚ŠใจใŠไผ‘ใฟใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚่ฒดๅ›ฝๅ…ตๅฃซใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅฎฟๆณŠๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚‚็”จๆ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใ€‚ใใฃใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๅฅณ็Ž‹ใธใŠไผใˆใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆ้€€ๅฎคใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚้™็•Œใ ใ€ใจๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฌกใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚้ ใ„ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ‚‚้™ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ......ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ƒŒใ‚‚ใŸใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆใฏๅž‚็›ดใ™ใŽใพใ™ใญใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅพŒใ‚ใซๅ€’ใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆฅฝใชใฎใซใ€ใจๆ€่€ƒใŒ็พๅฎŸ้€ƒ้ฟใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซ่‡ช่ฆšใŒ็„กใ„ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 153: I Want To Party The soldiers of Orsongrande, who were guided by Fokalore's soldiers, ended up scaling the castle's walls and tasted now the hell of getting down. Since Horant's soldiers have rushed into the first floor, they are directly invading the second floor. For the soldiers of Fokalore, who repeatedly practised storming in with a feeling of an athletic event, climbing up to the second floor is a peace of cake. Climbing while relying on the few protuberances, the soldier, who is the vanguard, sneaks a view from a window. "Ah." "Eh?" His eyes met with the ones of a patrolling soldier from Kuzemu's camp who is on the other side of the window in a corridor on the second floor. The soldier from Fokalore, who propped up his body with both his hands, is unable to correspond right away and the soldier of Horant turns his back and runs away. "We were discovered. Storm in immediately since he ran away." While saying that, he leaps inside from the window. Creating a space for his colleagues, the Fokalore soldier, who stood while making sure to cling to the corner of the corridor, swiftly checks the structure. "Offices are lined up in the corridor, a stairway in the centre... the structure is as we were taught." From the stairs in the middle there are doors of rooms, which are used by high-ranking civil officials who possess an own office in the castle, lining up side-by-side in the long, spacious corridor. On the other side of the stairway there are large room for the sake of meetings and such lined up. "There's no one here, huh?" While waiting for his fellow soldiers of Fokalore jumping into the corridor one after the other, he cautiously watched out, but it didn't seem like anyone would come. From the vicinity of the stairway, likely from below, the screams of many humans can be heard. "How does it look?" "Somehow, going by the smell... it seems to be a tough battle on the first floor. The second floor is... they came!" Groups of soldiers from Horant are appearing from one of the doors that's beyond the stairway. Each of them holds something like a bucket in their hands and the way of them coming out leisurely gives it all an eerie feeling. "What are those?" As the soldier of Fokalore observes the spectacle in front of him while being bewildered, the soldiers of Horant swing the buckets in their hands and plaster the corridor with a liquid. The large quantity of liquid, which was distributed in succession, streamed down the corridor while creating a wave in the blink of an eye and flowed up to the feet of the soldiers from Fokalore. "Uh-oh." Once each of them took shelter on top of an opened door or a window frame, one of the soldiers of Horant, who watched as the fluid spread out, shouts loudly while looking at a scrap of paper, "Ah. We are the guards who protect this castle. As our position as guards requires, we have to remove trespassers. For that reason, allow us to hinder you." Finishing to read the memo, the soldier of Horant folded it carefully. Stepping without hesitation on the floor, where the liquid has spread out, with a crunching sound with his feet being wrapped in something, he stands still while looking satisfied, but doesn't do anything beyond that. "... So?" Due to the Fokalore soldier who calls out to him reflexively, the soldier of Horant nods while keeping his daunting pose. "That's all. It's fine for you to keep clinging like small insects, but if you bastards have any pride as soldiers, you may come at us." "What was that!?" One of Fokalore's soldiers is enraged, but got stopped by his friends in the vicinity. Being surrounded by a liquid of unknown identity, they judged that it would be best to not move. However, they were taught the answer by Horant's side. Once a large amount of the fluid streams down to the first floor, panicked voices are audible. "Wai-, the oil has spread until here!?" "Ah, I have forgotten about the anti-skid measurements... aah!" There are sounds of screams alongside someone tumbling down from the vicinity of the stairway. "Oil, eh...?" Once the soldier of Fokalore looked at the soldier of Horant who had read out the declaration previously, the other party turned away their look. "... E-Even if you knew that it was oil, there's no way to deal with it." Watching the soldier of Horant who pretends to be tough while blushing, the soldiers of Fokalore exchanged glances with each other. "There's no other option but to do it. Any source of ignition is banned, even sparks will be dreadful. Blades are prohibited. Let's give them a beating." Descending to the floor with a sound of *splash*, all of them fell over. The soldier of Fokalore, who were in a fit of anger at the soldiers of Horant who burst into laughter, attack Horant's soldiers while falling and stumbling. An extremely gruesome fist fight begins. Even the soldiers of Horant who covered their feet with a dried, thorny weed as unique anti-skid measure of this country, are thrown into the same conditions once the thorns end up crushed underfoot by them moving around. Among them there were also some who tumbled down to the first floor with its rotten smell drifting about while struggling with one another. "... There was plenty of oil spread on the stairway leading to the third floor as well. We will stop you lot here." A soldier of Fokalore returns a sneer to the soldier of Horant who grins broadly in the middle of showing and pushing. "Our objective ain't breaking through." While driving a palm heel into his chin, the soldier of Fokalore laughs while falling over due to the oil. "If we continue to compete like this, the mission is a success, I guess? We will leave the rest to the director." "... It's noisy below, isn't it?" (Origa) In one office intended for high-ranking civil officials on the third floor, Origa, who sieved through the documents in Kuzemu's room, mutters. Rummaging through documents in the same room, Viine turned around to Origa while making her one ear move with a twitch. "The uproar on the first and second floor... it looks like there are many screams on the first floor, however it seems there's plenty of people there. Doesn't it look like they have invaded from outside?" (Viine) Origa lowered her sight on the documents with a serious look as Viine expresses her uneasiness with "Then it would be best if we escaped." "It's unnecessary to worry. The ones who are attacking are the soldiers of Horant and Orsongrande. Even if they came attacking us as a joke, they won't pass through the mob. Rather than that, did you find anything?" (Origa) The reason for them being here was to learn of Kuzemu's objective. Making the risky large soldiers move, namely the giant soldiers and the immortal soldiers, should have had an according reason, is what Hifumi thinks and had Origa take over as his own assistant. Viine was dragged into that. "I still haven't got used to reading the characters... ah." (Viine) Viine put one document, which was placed on a shelf, in front of Origa. "This, it's a report from someone, isn't it? "The magic tool to create immortal soldiers was handed over to a messenger of Pearsan which went independent from Vichy" is written there." (Origa) Dropping her line of sight on the document which was presented to her, Origa squinted. "Pearsan... that's the city-state which went independent with the intention to get close to Hifumi-sama. Them having a connection with Horant... oh." (Viine) Sensing that the air around Origa has become freezing, Viine steps back. A laughter like a breath leaking out. "Ufu, ufufufu...." (Origa) "M-Madam?" (Viine) "You did well to find this. With this I will be able to offer a new enemy to Hifumi-sama. And a new battlefield will be born." (Origa) "I will confiscate this document", Origa put it into her pocket after folding it three times and then started to walk towards the hallway with Viine in tow while leaving the unfolded documents as is. "... Something stinks." (Viine) Origa couldn't sense any more than a faint whiff of it, but Viine's nose is better than the one of humans. She held down her nose with teary eyes. "It looks like it has risen up from below." (Origa) "Let's go to the top quickly then. We have to inform Hifumi-sama." (Viine) Viine, who still pinches her nose, follows Origa who walks with her head held high while a sound of *clonk *clonk* resounds from the shoe soles of her boots. She seemed to completely fit the image of a new OL hire accompanying her career woman superior. Viine paid fleeting attention at Origa who walks without any hesitation. "Viine-san." (Origa) "Y-Yes!" (Viine) "You have your physical ability as beastman and can also use magic... it seems that you will be able able to fight accordingly, however I'm still uneasy about you following Hifumi-sama beyond this point. Since there has been a plan established, it might be best if you train once we return to Fokalore. ... You are." (Origa) Starting to say it, she hesitated a bit. Origa made a short pause and then turned around to Viine behind her. "Watching Hifumi-sama fight, seeing him giving an ordeal to his allies, are you still able to declare that you like Hifumi-sama?" (Origa) Due to the sudden question, Viine was confused and her ear stood up tensely. She didn't comprehend Origa's intention, but it didn't change her answer. "Of course. The affection, which I experienced at the time of being bestowed the beauty of survival, is the level of master's charm... no, even if master turns all beastmen into his enemy for example, I won't disappear from his side." (Viine) Hearing Viine's reply, Origa turned around and started to walk while facing downwards. "If that's how it is, you might be able to even endure relentless training. I will teach you the things I was taught by Hifumi-sama." (Origa) "T-Thank you very much!" (Viine) Due to Viine thanking her while being all smiles, Origa says [However] without ceasing to walk. "I should make one correction. Hifumi-sama's charm lies in the aspect of him laughing while making enemies out of not only the beastmen but also humans, demons and all living creatures including monsters." (Origa) When Viine didn't mutter even a single word as she didn't know how it would be best to answer, Origa continued with a gentle tone. "There's no need to worry. If you serve close to Hifumi-sama, you will understand it before long." (Origa) Climbing a stairway, she pushes open the especially massive door of the fourth floor. There's the room for the king. Different from the audience hall, where Hifumi fought with the crown prince, located on the first floor, it isn't that spacious. However, with magnificent furnishings lining up, the throne, which was installed inside, was a work of art that applied a yet different design from the one in the audience hall. And, currently Hifumi was sitting on it. "I wonder why the back of the king's chair is vertical. One won't calm down on it." (Hifumi) Ignoring Gaap, who has a pale face while asking [I wonder if that's alright?] from the side, Origa directly approaches Hifumi, who is trying to search for the most comfortable seating posture, and kneels. Once Viine tried to imitate her in a hurry, Hifumi made her stop by waving his hand. "Stop, stop. I don't want to play being a king or such. If you have some business, talk to me while properly looking at me." (Hifumi) "Excuse me." (Origa) Slipping out a chuckle, Origa got even closer to Hifumi, took out the previous document from her pocket and explained its contents. Hearing her talk, Hifumi grabs the katana, which was placed next to him, and stands up all of a sudden. "The next battlefield is over there, huh? Good grief, that's terrible." (Hifumi) Even while saying so, only a smile is showing on his face. Affixing the katana to his waist, Hifumi fluently wrote down something on two sheets of parchments which he took out from his storage and asks Origa as well as Viine, "After returning to Fokalore once, I will go to Vichy from there. What will you two do?" (Hifumi) Carefree words as if he is inviting them on a walk. Origa smiles gently. "Of course we will follow you. We will be able to leave immediately since the food has been prepared to be taken out. We will even make a bento. I will prepare it together with Viine." (Origa) "Very soon, the exit." (Nelgal) Nelgal fills his voice while it's intermingled with his rough breathing. Imeraria runs up the stairs in a line. The hidden escape path changed into stairs once they entered the castle's grounds and rose towards the castle's back. "How many floors will we ascend?" (Alyssa) While checking the height from a small window with the task of providing skylight, Alyssa asks Nelgal. Only her breathing rate hasn't increased much. The soldiers of Horant turned their looks at her as if seeing something they can't believe, but once their eyes met with the ones of Alyssa, they hurriedly averted theirs. For them, who also saw the battle with the immortal soldiers, Alyssa isn't a little girl anymore but a target of fright. "It's, the fourth floor. The pathway, is connected, to behind the, throne, there." (Nelgal) "Hmm. Then it's close." (Alyssa) In contrast, the one who has the least leeway is Imeraria. Even Sabnak, who practised as knight more or less, breathed heavily while cursing the weight of his armour, but even though his breathing was painful, it was still better than the queen's. Vaiya, who has a lot jobs on-site, has even more surplus than Sabnak. No one tried to call out to Imeraria who made her feet move by sheer will power while having her eyes widely open. When they arrived at their destination was the time when all soldiers of Horant, who stormed the first floor, had fainted and when more than half the number of the soldiers of Fokalore and Horant, who fought on the second floor, couldn't move anymore due to fatigue. By the way, of the soldiers of Orsongrande, who did their best to invade the second floor, only five people joined the battle after climbing the wall. The rest is groaning due to injuries they suffered at the time of dropping down. "Zeha... ze, zee, ze!" (Imeraia) Imeraria, who entered the vast room from the narrow pathway, turned her sight towards Nelgal as she eagerly absorbed oxygen while holding her heart which is pounding to an extent she has never experienced. "Haa, haa... this, place is, our destination." (Nelgal) The instant Imeraria sank down to the floor after hearing those words, Alyssa goes in front as if repelling something. "Hii!?" "Who are you?" (Alyssa) Having a wakizashi pressed at his throat, the one who screamed was Gaap. After Hifumi left, he stayed dumbfoundedly in the room without doing anything, but due to being surprised by the suddenly appearance of Nelgal, he was caught by Alyssa. "A-Aren't you Gaap-san?" (Nelgal) "Your Majesty..." (Gaap) "I will listen to your story later. Currently there's something I should do first." (Nelgal) Without paying attention to the frightened Gaap, Nelgal pushed the wall next to the escape route behind the throne. A part of the wall shifts with a lighter sound of sliding than assumable by its appearance and a small metal door gets exposed. "Your Highness, Imeraria, we will perform the coronation from now on. Please act as witness." (Nelgal) "Thank you very much." (Nelgal) Once Nelgal pushes his ring against a small cavity which is located on the door, the door opens just a bit with a small sound. Being opened slowly, there's a crown with gorgeous jewels embedded, a golden craftsmanship that represented a dagger in the centre and with a large diamond inserted. "This is this country's crown." (Nelgal) Having passed the crown into Imeraria's hands. Nelgal kneels in front of her. "If you can approve of me as king who will govern Horant, bestow that crown upon me. If that's not the case..." (Nelgal) "Anything further is not necessary." (Imeraria) Imeraria moves the crown with its heavy sense of dignity above the head of Nelgal with her slender arms. "Become a good king. A splendid king who rises according to the faith of his people." (Imeraria) "I swear. It's all for the sake of supporting their lives by protecting my people." (Nelgal) Sitting down on the throne, the soldiers of Horant, who followed him as guards, were at the ready on both his sides. Imeraria, Sabnak and Vaiya stand while avoiding being in front of Nelgal. Before Nelgal, who became king, Gaap kneels while having the wakizashi thrust at him by Alyssa. "Well then, let's hear your story, Gaap?" (Nelgal) The two sheets of paper, which were entrusted to Gaap, were respectively addressed to Imeraria and Nelgal. "Good grief... for my first decree after the enthronement to be cleaning..." (Nelgal) Finishing to read the paper which explained the details of the traps and told him "Do your best at cleaning up," Nelgal showed a bitter smile. Nelgal, who heard even from Gaap that it was something like an experiment and at the same time training with the battle in general being gentle, maintained his posture by spurring on his body which suffered from exhaustion. Sentencing a penitence for Gaap and ordering a stop of all combat to the soldiers within the castle, he calls back the servants who were evacuated. And their work starts from cleaning the castle's interior of the oil and the rotten smell. "Well, if I consider that we were able to raise the level of the guards due to being able to practise, it might also be less objectionable. We were also able to punish a treacherous subject. Rather than me..." (Nelgal) Once he looks to the side of the room, there's the unconscious Imeraria who is carried by Sabnak. Imeraria, who looked on the paper that had only written "A prize for doing your best" and "I'm off to Vichy," collapsed unexpectedly as if her soul had been sucked out. "Umm, Your Majesty, King Nelgal, I'm terribly sorry, but since there are circumstances I have to attend to..." (Vaiya) Once being called out by Vaiya apologetically, Nelgal answered with a stiff smile.magic "I shall prepare a room inside the castle... no, in a close-by inn. Once Her Majesty Imeraria awakens, I'd like to have the privilege of having a talk with her once, but for now let her please rest comfortably. I will also arrange for a location for your nation's soldiers to lodge." (Nelgal) "That's a very kind offer. I will definitely inform Queen Imeraria about it." (Vaiya) Nelgal, who saw off Sabnak's group, including Alyssa, leaving the room, exhaled while saying "Soon I will hit my limit." "The next is Vichy? That's far, but even if I won't get dragged into it, it's not limited to that. If I don't make arrangements... at any rate, it's too vertical as back of a chair, this." (Nelgal) Nelgal had no self-awareness while starting to escape reality in his thoughts with
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ใŒ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅˆ€ใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅ–‰ๅ…ƒใซใดใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใปใฃใใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ้ฆ–็ญ‹ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใชใŒใ‚‰ๅˆ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚็™บใ›ใšใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ—ฅๆœฌๅˆ€ใฏ็พŽใ—ใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใ ใ€‚ใ€ŽๅŒ‚ใ„ใŸใคใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅˆƒ็ด‹ใฏใ€ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ๆ›ฒ้ขใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ไบบใฎๆฏๅนใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅ€‹ๆ€งใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€้‹ญๅˆฉใชๆœฌๆ€งใ‚’็พŽใซๆ˜‡่ฏใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ (็พŽใ—ใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ ) ใจใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ็ถบ้บ—ใช้•ทใ„้Š€้ซชใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ไปŠใฏๆถ™ใซๆฟกใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎ่’ผใๆพ„ใ‚“ใ ็žณใซใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎๆ‚ชๆ„ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚่ฆ–็ทšใŒๅˆใ†ใ€‚ๆ€ฏใˆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆตฎใ‹ใถ็žณใฏใ€ๅ‹•ๆบใซๆบใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆถ™ใŒ่’ผ็™ฝใซใชใฃใŸ้ ฌใ‚’ไผใ†ใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏๅˆฐๅบ•ๆ‚ชไบบใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ•ใชใ„ใพใพใ€่ฆ–้‡Žใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ไผบใ†ใ€‚ๅธธไบบใซใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใฏๅฎนๆ˜“ใ„ใ€‚็”Ÿๆญปใฎๅขƒใ‚’่กŒใๆฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็จฝๅคใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ใ€ใฒใจใใ‚็„ก่Œถใ ใฃใŸไธ€ๅฏพๅคšใฎ่จ“็ทดใฎๆˆๆžœใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅค้ขจใ ใŒ่ฑชๅฅขใชไฝœใ‚Šใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงใ€20ๅธ–ใปใฉใฎๅบƒใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚็Ÿณ้€ ใ‚Šใฎๅฃใซ็ช“ใฏใชใใ€ใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎๆพๆ˜Žใฎ็ฏใ‚Šใ ใ‘ใŒ็žฌใใ€‚ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใซใ€ๅคงใใชไธก้–‹ใใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ็ซ‹ใคๅ ดๆ‰€ใ ใ‘ใ€30ใ‚ปใƒณใƒใปใฉ้ซ˜ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้จŽๅฃซใฎไธ€ไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ€’ๅฃฐใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆฏ›ใปใฉใ‚‚ๅๅฟœใ‚’็คบใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ†ท้™ใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ไผบใ„ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใŒๅŒใ˜ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใŒ6ไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ƒŒๅพŒใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ๆฐ—้…ใจ้ŸณใŒไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ŽงใฏๅฎŸใซ็กฌใใ†ใช้‡‘ๅฑž้Žงใงใ€ๅ…œใ‚‚้ ฌๅฝ“ใฆใพใงใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใคใ„ใŸไธ€่ฆ‹้š™ใฎ็„กใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใฒใจ็›ฎ่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใฟใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’็ชใ่พผใ‚€็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใ‚’ใ„ใใคใ‹็›ฎๆ˜Ÿใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ็ซ‹ใกๅฑ…ๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๆ•ตใ†ๆŠ€้‡ใฎ่€…ใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใซ้™ฅใฃใŸ็ตŒ็ทฏใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ......ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ—ฅใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ—ฅ่ชฒใฎๆœ็จฝๅคใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆใ€้“ๅ ดๆญฃ้ขใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ๅบงใ—ใฆ็ž‘ๆƒณใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้šฃใซใฏใ€ๆ„›็”จใฎๅฑ…ๅˆๅˆ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ™ๅˆ†ใช่ฃ…้ฃพใŒใชใ„ใ€ใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใช้ป’ๆ‹ตใˆใฎๅˆ€ใ ใ€‚้ซ˜ไพกใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅธซใ‹ใ‚‰่ญฒใ‚Šๅ—ใ‘ใ€ๅคงไบ‹ใซๅคงไบ‹ใซๆ‰ฑใฃใฆใใŸใ€็„กไบŒใฎๆ„›ๅˆ€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใตใจใ€็ช็„ถ่ƒŒๅพŒใซๆฐ—้…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ไบŒใคใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๆ‚ชๆ„ใฏๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่ชฐใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใปใฃใปใ€ใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใฎๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ•ใ„ใซใ€ใ—ใ‚ใŒใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทๆ€งใฎๅฃฐใŒ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ 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่€็ฟใŒใฒใ’ใ‚’ใชใงใชใŒใ‚‰่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ—ใฏ็ฅžใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅฎ—ๆ•™ใงใ„ใ‚ใ‚“ใช็ฅžใฎ่ฉฑใŒใงใฆใŠใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใŠใŠใ–ใฃใฑใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’็ฎก่ฝ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฅžใฎไปฃ่กจใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฃใกใซใ„ใ‚‹ไพใŒใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงๆญฆใ‚’ๅธใ‚‹็ฅžใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ€ ๆญฆใ‚’ๅธใ‚‹็ฅžใ ใจ็ดนไป‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใŒใ€่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใงใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎใ“ใจใฏๆ™‚ใ€…่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใžใ€‚ๆญฆไบบใŒๅฐ‘ใชใใชใฃใŸไปŠใฎๆ™‚ไปฃใ€ใŠๅ‰ใปใฉใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ็จฝๅคใ‚’็ฉใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅคฉ่ณฆใฎๆ‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅŠชๅŠ›ใง็ฉใฟ้‡ใญใ€ไบบใฎ้™็•Œใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹ใซ่‡ณใฃใŸใ“ใจใ€ๆญฆใฎ็ฅžใจใ—ใฆๅฎŸใซๅ–œใฐใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใŒใฎใ€ใŠไธปใŒใใ“ใพใงใ™ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚้ŽๅŽปใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆ”พไปปๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅฎถๅบญใซ่‚ฒใฃใฆใŠใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใจใใซใ“ใ‚Œใจใ„ใฃใฆๆญฆ่ก“ใซๆ‰“ใก่พผใ‚€ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒ”ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใŒ่ฆ‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ 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ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใชใ€ๅ•็ญ”็„ก็”จใงๆญชใฟใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎไบบ้–“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใกใฏใ„ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๅ‰ฃใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไธ–็•Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‚„ใคใ ใ€‚ๅฑ้™บใชไธ–็•Œใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅˆ†ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒ้›ใˆใŸๆญฆใฎๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ€ๅญ˜ๅˆ†ใซๆดปใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใ€ๅˆฅใซๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใง้ญ”็Ž‹ใ‚’ๅ€’ใ›ใจใ‹ใ€ๅ‹‡่€…ใซใชใ‚Œใจใ‹ใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€่€็ฟใŒ็ฌ‘้ก”ใง็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใซๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใงใฉใ†้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‹ใพใ‚ใ‚“ใฎใ ใ€‚่จ€ใ‚ใฐใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‹ใ‚‰็„ก็†็Ÿข็†่ช˜ๆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใงไฝ•ใ‹้ ผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๅˆฅใซ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚่žใ‹ใชใใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ๆญฆใฎ็ฅžใฏใ€ๅฃใ‚’ใธใฎๅญ—ใซๆ›ฒใ’ใฆๆ€’ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใŒ็ฎก็†ใ™ใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใ‚’่’ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใฏใšใŒใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใชใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใจ้•ใ„ใ€ๅ‡ถๆ‚ชใช้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚„้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚„ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใชใฉใฎไบœไบบใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ไธ–็•Œใซใ„ใใชใ‚Šๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใŠไธปใจใฆๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ˜ใ‚่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใพใŸใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ‚‚ๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‹ใ‚‰? ใŸใจใˆใฐใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚‚ๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ใฐใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ‘ชๆ–‡ใชใžใ‚’่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŸๆ–นใŒๆ—ฉใ„ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปฎใซ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใŒใ„ใ‚‰ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€็ซใ‚„ๆฐดใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซใ‚ˆใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็›ฎ้š ใ—ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ็Ÿขใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใฏ้€ ไฝœใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎไธ–็•Œใซใ ใ‘ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ไบบใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅŠ›ใชใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใตใ†ใซใชใ€ ่€็ฟใŒไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ–ใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒใคๅˆ€ใŒ็†ฑใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฅžใจใ—ใฆใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ€ใใฎๅˆ€ใซๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆœ€ๅคง้™ใซ้ซ˜ใ‚ใ€ๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใšๆ›ฒใŒใ‚‰ใšใ€้Œ†ใฌใ—ๆฌ ใ‘ใฌใ€‚็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใซไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใ‚“ใŒใ€็„กๅŠ›ใช็ฅžใฎใ›ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใฎ่ดˆใ‚Š็‰ฉใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆๆˆ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ๆญฆ็ฅžใฎๅŠ ่ญทใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ„ใšใ‚ŒใŠๅ‰ใŒ็ซ‹ๆดพใซ้“ๅ ดใงใ‚‚็ซ‹ใกไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใใซใงใ‚‚ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไปŠใฎใŠๅ‰ใฎๆญฆใฎ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚’้ฃ›่บ็š„ใซไผธใฐใ™ๅŠนๆžœใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฎŸๅŠ›ใŒใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ„ใ†ไธ–็•Œใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใคใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ๆญฆไบบใฎๅŠ ่ญทใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใตใจใ€็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆ้“ๅ ดใฎ้š…ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฑ…ๅˆใฎ็š„ใซใชใ‚‹ๅทปใ่—ใฎๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ไธ€้–ƒใ€‚ ่…ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใๆ”พใฃใŸๅˆ€ใฏใ€ๅทปใ่—ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใซ็•™ใพใ‚‰ใšใ€้“ๅ ดใฎๅฃใ‚’่ฃ‚ใใ€‚ๆœจๆฟใฎๅฃใŒๅผพใ‘ใ€้‰„้ชจใซใ‚‚ๅ‚ทใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใฒใฉใ„ใ€ ๅทป่—ใฎใฟใ‚’ๆ–ญใคใคใ‚‚ใ‚ŠใŒใ€ๅˆƒใซ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใพใงใŒใ–ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ใใ‚ใ€ๅฌๅ–šใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใŒ......ใ€ ๆญฆใฎ็ฅžใŒใคใถใ‚„ใใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใซๅนพไฝ•ๅญฆๆจกๆง˜ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใณไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฅใ‚ˆใฃใŸใช......ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚ˆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใŠไธปใฏใŠไธปใฎ็”ŸใใŸใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็”Ÿใใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๆญฆใฎ็ฅžใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๆ˜ฏ้žใŠๅ‰ใฎๆญฆใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎไธ–็•Œใงๅบƒใ’ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใŒใ€ใพใ‚ใ€็„ก็†ใซใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ โ€œๆ„Ÿๅ‹•็š„ใชใŠๅˆฅใ‚Œใฎใ‚ทใƒผใƒณใงใ™ใญโ€ ไธๆ„ใซใ€็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ปฝใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆญป็ฅžใ‹ใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ่ฆšใˆใฏใชใ„ใžใ€ ๆญฆใฎ็ฅžใŒๆธ‹ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใ€็‡•ๅฐพๆœใฎ็—ฉใ›ใŸ็”ทใŒ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚่–„ใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใ„ใฎ้ก”ใฏใ€้Žๅบฆใซ้’็™ฝใใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๆญปไฝ“ใŒ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ โ€œ็งใฏใญใ€ใ“ใฎๆ–นใ‚’ใšใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใปใฉใฎๆญปใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๆ”พใคไบบ้–“ใฏใใ†ใฏใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“โ€ๆญป็ฅžใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚โ€œไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚€่€…ใฏๅคšใใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒใ“ใ“ใพใง่‰ฒๆฟƒใ้ญ‚ใซใ‹ใ‚‰ใฟใคใ„ใŸไบบ้–“ใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใงใ™โ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆญป็ฅžใซ็›ฎ็ทšใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใง้ป™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่‚ฏๅฎšใงใ‚‚ๅฆๅฎšใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใŸใ ๆญป็ฅžใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎบไผใ‚’ๅฅฝใ‚€ใ‹......ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใŠไธปใฎๆญฆใธใฎ็†ฑๆ„ใฎๆบใ ใจ?ใ€ ๆญฆใฎ็ฅžใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ญ”ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€œใใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใงใŸใใ‚‚ใ€็•ฐไธ–็•Œใธใฎๆ‹›ๅพ…ใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉๅ–œใฐใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“! ใ•ใ‚ใ€ๅ‰ฃใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ€ๆ€ใ†ๆง˜ใใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’็คบใ™ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‚‚ใฎๅ…จใฆใ€ใใฎๅˆ€ใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใใ†ใ€ใ‹ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ็ฅžใงใ™ใ‚‰!โ€ ใ„ใกใ„ใก่Šๅฑ…ใŒใ‹ใฃใŸไป•่‰ใงใ€ๆญป็ฅžใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š่บใ‚Šๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ โ€œๅพฎๅŠ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็งใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚ผใƒณใƒˆใ‚’โ€ ๆญป็ฅžใŒๅคงใ’ใ•ใช่บซๆŒฏใ‚Šใงๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไฝ“ใซ้ป’ใ„้œงใŒๆŸ“ใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ โ€œ็งใŒๆœ€ใ‚‚ๅพ—ๆ„ใจใ™ใ‚‹้—‡ใฎๅฑžๆ€งใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใงใฏ่ฒดๆ–นใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธๆฌก็ฌฌใง้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ€ไบบ็Ÿฅใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใŸใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใงโ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€ โ€œๅฟซใๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€‚้ญ”็ด ใฎ็„กใ„ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏ็™บ็พใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใง่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจ่‰ฏใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†โ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸๆญป็ฅžใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎ็ฅžใซใ‚ฆใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€œใˆ?โ€ ๆญป็ฅžใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ™ๅ‰ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅˆ€ใฏๆญป็ฅžใ‚’่ขˆ่ฃŸๆ‡ธใ‘ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆป‘ใ‚Š่ฝใกใŸไธŠๅŠ่บซใŒใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚ˆใ‚Š้‡ใŸใ„้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅบŠใซ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ้ฉšๆ„•ใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๆญป็ฅžใŒใฑใใฑใใจๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพ็ ‚ใซใชใฃใฆๅดฉใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ็ฅžใ‚‚ๆ–ฌใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ„ใคใŒ็ฅžใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใชใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€่ชฐใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏ่จฑใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใฎใพใพใ€ๅˆƒใ“ใผใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๆ›‡ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใฟใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅˆ€ใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅˆ€ใฎใ“ใจใฏๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไฟบใฏใ“ใ‚Œใงๅญ˜ๅˆ†ใซๆฎบใ›ใ‚‹ใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใงใ‚นใ‚คใƒƒใƒใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€็žฌๅ‰ใจใฏใพใ‚‹ใงๅˆฅใฎไบบ้–“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ๅ‡„็ตถใช็ฌ‘ใฟใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚
Tono Hifumi pointed the tip of his katana at a young girl's throat. Her slender neck trembling in fear, the girl made no sounds while staring tearfully at the katana pointed at her throat. The Japanese sword is a beautiful weapon. A blade crest which is said to be the "Scent of determination" is not a simple curved surface and has a personality that carries a sharpness that sublimates the real nature of the blade. And now, It's a beautiful girl. Hifumi, glancing at the girl thought. She had beautiful silvery grey hair, now slightly blue because of the tears falling from her clear greenish-blue pupils devoid of malice. Their eyes met. Her eyes clearly showing fear. Shaking, tears streaked down her pale cheeks. The girl does not seem like a villain. Hifumi felt doubt. Without breaking eye contact, Hifumi expanded his field of vision to encompass his surroundings. This was very difficult for ordinary people, however it was but a simple matter for Hifumi Visiting the boundary of life and death many times during his insane training has led to this result. It was an old fashioned, but luxurious, room of about 20 tatami (EN: For a rough estimation, imagine 20 or so twin sized beds, that's how big the floor is). The walls were made of stone, and without windows, the only light came from the flickering torches on the walls. On the opposite side of the girl, a great double-door exit was visible. Only a foot away from the place where Hifumi and the girl stood, covered completely in armour, a Knight holding a short spear for indoor use pointed it at Hifumi with an expression of anger and shouted He could not see behind him, but the sounds behind him gave away the number of people. At a glance, he saw that the armour was of a really tough metal. The helmets were also tight against their cheeks, having almost no weak points. He made an educated guess and thrust the point of his katana at a certain spot. From their behavior, while feeling that there were no enemies of a comparable skill level, he recalled the circumstances that led to this situation... That day, Hifumi had finished his daily morning practice and was sitting in meditation in front of the dojo. Slowly inhaling the crisp and cold morning air, and feeling something within him stir. A slight quiver passed through him while suppressing that feeling. Next to him lay his favorite Iaido katana. Without excessive decoration, a black sword of simple make. Although inexpensive, he'd inherited it from his master and treated it with great respect, a peerless sword. Suddenly, he sensed presences behind him. However, no malice could be felt from them. [...Who's there?] [ Ho~ , to be able to sense our presences. ] A man's hoarse voice responded to Hifumi's question. Turning around, Hifumi saw an old man, resembling the legendary Zeus from Greece's mythology, and a great warrior from the Warring States era with a bone naginata hanging from his waist. Hifumi involuntarily frowns. What a mismatched duo. And... [They're not ..... Human? ] Humans have a 'feeling of life', but that feeling of 'life' cannot be felt from him. [Me, I am a real human ] This time, the great warrior answered. Hifumi was already in a stance allowing him to draw the katana at his side instantly. [ No need to be so nervous. Although we have some bad news, we mean you no ill-will. ] [ Bad news?] [ Wait a minute, before explaining, I will introduce myself. ] The old main said while stroking his beard. [ Well, I am a God. You might say different gods belong to different religions, as a rule of thumb, this world's jurisdiction is under me, who is like a representative of god. And thus, those that control the military arts, the samurai, are gods. ] (TN: This confused me a little.) The man that introduced himself as the god of martial arts, folded his arms while laughing. [ I saw something in you. Warriors have become scarce in this era, also very few practice diligently like you. With your genius abilities, with great efforts, you have broken through the limits of humans and greatly pleased the god of martial arts. ] [ Well, I don't know why. Even looking at the past, I was brought up in an ordinary household, with a non-interference policy. An episode that provided input to martial arts doesn't exist. ] As the god of martial arts said, Hifumi's fighting power had already reached a cheat-like level. He acquired all the skills that the founder of the school left behind solely from experience, as such, it was possible to easily win against all the pupils of the dojo simultaneously in a straight-up fight, it wasn't even funny. [ Although I say god, sensing a person's thoughts is not possible. ] [ We are not almighty, and as such, have some limitations. Normally, it is troublesome to manifest in this form. Our work; this world that we may call a stage, cannot be personally interfered with. We are forbidden from doing so. ] Shaking his head, the self-styled God's representative sighed. [ There is no too much time, we should tell him the necessary conditions quickly, yes? ] [ Anyway, this "Bad news" is that very soon, you will be sent to a different world. So, like the fantasy novels in your room, people from a different world have summoned you into their world. ] When Hifumi knitted his brows, the god of martial arts corrected him. [ Aa, that is not the case. Please do not misunderstand. ] Not believing that this person was a god, yet Hifumi sensed it was not a lie.magic [ Someone in that world has wished for it, forcibly connecting the two worlds by { Distortion } . Moreover, the mark of summoning suits you well. Unless you cross over, the distortion will not fade, causing various effects on this current world. ] [ Because of that, questions about the distortion can be freely asked, since you are a man of my world, I wish to do a little something for you. ] [ That place is a so called world of "swords and magic". It is a dangerous world, you can temper your martial arts to your heart's content, without any reserve. ] [ What, just defeat the Demon King on the other side, being called the hero, what else? ] The old man answered Hifumi smilingly. [ Rather, we don't really care how you spend your time in that world. That world is forcibly kidnapping you, so to speak. You do not need to listen, even if you are asked for something there. ] [ The world that we manage is messed up, it doesn't feel right. ] [ Moreover, that world is much different from this world, there are brutal demons and dangerous magic, various species like elves and dwarves exist. To be thrown suddenly into such a world would be very troublesome too. ] [ We are explaining this to you beforehand so that you are not be perplexed, also you have the power to fight in that world. ] [ For example, you can use magic... ] Though Hifumi managed to get an image, nothing happened. [ No, no, no, magic exists only in that world, as the image of power for a person. So, let me. ] The old man nonchalantly raised a hand, and the katana Hifumi was holding heated up a little. [ Apart from a god's power, almost nothing can break this katana. Sharpness has been boosted, it won't bend or break, and all traces of rust are removed. This is the only gift this powerless god can give you. ] [ And from me, the divine protection of the god of martial arts. Though you stand at the top in your dojo, and might take over sometime soon, ah well.. Now, your martial arts can power up more effectively. It seems it will be useful in the other world, where it's considerably important. ] On receiving the explanation, Hifumi, who had obtained the divine protection suddenly got up and headed towards the straw post used for Iai strikes. A single flash. Drawn from the waist, the katana cut through the straw post, not stopping there, also damaged the wall of the dojo. [ .... This is bad ] I only intended to cut the straw post, but even the part not touched by the blade is broken. [ Well, you'll get used to handling it. ] [ The effects of the summoning will begin soon enough.... ] At the same time the god of martial arts mutters this, a geometrical formation appeared at Hifumi's feet. [ Haa... It's here... Hifumi, in the future, it may be difficult, but please persevere. If you wish to live, you must grow.] [ As the god of martial arts, I wish for your martial arts to improve in that world, but do not force yourself. ] [A moving scene, isn't it? ] Unexpectedly, a light voice suppressing laughter was heard. [ .... A Death god? I do not recall having called you. ] The god of martial arts said with a sour expression. Wearing a faint smile, the pale faced, corpse-like thing spoke. [ I have been watching him for a while. This fragrance of death he gives off is not human. ] the Death god said and laughed. Hifumi only silently glanced at the Death god, remaining expressionless. Listening to the Death god's words, neither affirming nor denying. [ Do you crave for bloodletting? Now that you mention it, what is the source of your zeal for martial arts? ] Hifumi didn't answer the god of martial arts' question. [ Even the god of that world does not have such a happy thing! In that world of magic and swords, you can show your power to your heart's content! If anything stands before you, you can cut it down with your sword! ] Excitedly, the Death god appeared in front of Hifumi. [ Despite the poor ability, accept this gift from me! ] The Death god grandly gestured towards Hifumi, a black mist permeated Hifumi's body. [ I gave you the darkness attribute that I excel at, and you will be able to use dark magic depending on your image there, and it is at a level that exceeds human knowledge. ] [ I will use it well. ] [ You seem to have received it willingly. Naturally, it will not work here, but you should try it out in that world. ] To Hifumi's words, the Death god replied smilingly, winking at the other two gods. [ Eh? ] The upper body fell onto the floor, making a much heavier noise than expected. The Death god, his eyes filled with astonishment, opened his mouth soundlessly before collapsing and turning into sand. [ Huh, was the god really cut that easily? I don't know whether or not this person is a god. However, I don't like anyone trying to use me. ] Hifumi stared expressionlessly at the sword which reflected nothing, not even the edge was nicked. [ Thank you for this sword. I can use this to kill without reserve. ] As if a switch had flipped, Hifumi muttered with a ferocious smile.
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23.Runaway ใ€ๆฎบๅฎณใƒปๆ‰‡ๅ‹•ใ€‘ ใ€Œ่กŒใใž!ใ€ ่ก—ใฎๅ‡บๅฃใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€้‹ญใๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆ้ฆฌใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ!ใ€ ้ฆญ่€…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅˆฐๅบ•่ฟฝใ„ใคใ‘ใ‚‹้€Ÿๅบฆใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฟใ‚‹ใฟใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซๅผ•ใ้›ขใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆš—้—‡ใฎๅ…ˆใพใงๆถˆใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้–€ใฎๅ‰ใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ไธ‰ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฎไธ€ไบบใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ€ใ™ใ‚Œ้•ใ„ใ–ใพใซๆ–ฌใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ†ๅบฆ้ฆฌใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ€้ฆฌไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅˆ€ใฎใฒใจๆŒฏใ‚Šใงใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธ€ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ ใŸใฃใŸไธ€ไบบๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใงใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€้™ใ‚Šใฆใ“ใ„ใ€ ้ฆฌใ‚’้™ใ‚Šใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๅ…ตใ‚’็‰ฝๅˆถใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใšใซๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใใซใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚ŠใฆใใŸใ€‚ๅ›žๅพฉ่–ฌใง็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅพฉๅธฐใ•ใ›ใŸ็›ดๅพŒใ ใŒใ€ๅ‹•ใใฏๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’่ฒธใ™ใ€ ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃ......ใ€ ๅ…ตใŒๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฑใชใ’ใชใๅ‰่นดใ‚ŠใงๆŠผใ—่ฟ”ใ—ใฆ่ปขใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงใ“ใ„ใคใ‚’ๆฎบใ›ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Šใฏใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๆฎบใ›ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซใฏ่บŠ่บ‡ใ—ใŸใ€‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ก”ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏๅคšใใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ˜จๆ—ฅ่ฉฑใ—ใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไปŠๆ—ฅๆฎบใ™ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใพใšใฏใ“ใ„ใคใ‚’ๆฎบใ›ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ๆฎบใใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้›ขๅˆฅใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ›ใ€ ๆท€ใฟใชใ่ชžใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ†ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใซๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไปŠๆœใพใงใฏใŠๅ‰ใฎๅŒๅƒšใงใ‚‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚’่ฃๅˆ‡ใฃใฆๆฎบใใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงๆ•ตใ ใ€‚ๆฎบใ•ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ้™ณ่…ใชใ‚ปใƒชใƒ•ใ ใŒใ€ๅฎŸไฝ“้จ“ใ‚’ๆŒใคใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใฏๅŠนๆžœ็š„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็›ฎใซใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†่ฟทใ„ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ‰ฃใ€ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ‚‹ใญใ€ ๆœชใ ใซใ‚ใŒใ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’็ชใๅˆบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็ ”ใŽๆพ„ใพใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใฏใ€้ฆ–ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€ใใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฎนๆ˜“ใๆ–ญใกๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚„ใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆฌกใฏๅ›ฝๅขƒใ ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฃใจๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ้ฆฌใธใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅƒ•ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......่‰ฏใ„ใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ไฟบใŒใใ†ใ™ในใใ ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒใใ†ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ‚ˆใๅˆคใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใซใƒˆใƒœใƒˆใƒœใจ้ฆฌ่ปŠใธๆˆปใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฌฌไธ€ๆฎต้šŽใฏใ†ใพใใ„ใฃใŸใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใฏใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซใ“ใ“ใงๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸ็Šฏ็ฝช่€…ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๆคœใ‚ใฆใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใ‚’ๆ›ธใไธŠใ’ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจ็ต„ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใใฆใ€ๅ˜ใซๅˆฉ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใจๅŒๆง˜ใซๅ›ฝๅขƒๅ‘จ่พบใฎไบบๅ“กใ‚’็ฏญ็ตกใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎๅฎŸ้จ“ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹? ใงใ‚‚ใชใœใ€ไบŒๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๆ•ตใซๅ›žใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็œŸไผผใ‚’......ใ€ ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸ้ ญใงใฏ่€ƒใˆใŒใพใจใพใ‚Šใใ†ใซใชใ„ใจใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ไผ‘ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎ่€ณใซใ€้ ใใ‹ใ‚‰ๅซใณๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใง่ชฐใ‹ใŒๆˆฆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€ไผ‘ใ‚€ๆš‡ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจใฏใ“ใฎใ“ใจใญใ€ ๆ‚ชๆ…‹ใ‚’ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้Žงใจๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ—ใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใ€่‡ชๅฎคใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไป„ๆš—ใ„ๆพๆ˜Žใฎๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใฏใ€ๆœ€ไฝŽ้™ๅฟ…่ฆใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใ ใ‘็…งใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใงใใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๅคœ้–“ใฏๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’้€šใ™ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๆš—ใ„ใจ่ฆ‹่ฝใจใ—ใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅˆคๆ–ญๅŠ›ใ‚‚้ˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็จ€ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ€่จˆ็ฎ—ใ‚’้–“้•ใˆใฆๅคœใซๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๅ•†ไบบใชใฉใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚Œใฆ้‡Žๅ–ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆ้Žใ”ใ—ใ€ๆœใซใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’้€š้Žใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†้–“ๆŠœใ‘ใชๅ•†ไบบใฏใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€่ฅฒๆ’ƒ่€…ใฏใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‹! ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใฎๅ…ตใฏ็š†ๆฎบใ—ใซใ—ใ‚! ไธ€ไบบใจใ—ใฆๆฎ‹ใ™ใชใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ้ฆฌใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้Ž–้ŽŒใฎๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎใพใพ็ ฆใพใง็ชใฃ่พผใ‚! ็›ดใใซ้™ใ‚Šใฆๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚’ๆฎบใ›!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ็ ฆใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใจใ€ๅคงใใช็›พใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸๅ…ตใŒ่ก—้“ใซไบŒไบบใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใง็ซ‹ใกใตใ•ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญขใพใ‚Œ!ใ€ ้ฆฌใฏ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช่ทณ่บใงไบŒไบบใฎๅ…ตใ‚’้ฃ›ใณ่ถŠใˆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใŒใ‚‰็ฉบใใซใชใฃใŸๅ…ตใฎ้ ญไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบŒไบบใพใจใ‚ใฆ้ฆ–ใซ้Ž–ใ‚’ๅทปใใคใ‘ใฆๅผ•ใๅ€’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ 10mใปใฉๅผ•ใๆ‘บใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ตใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚Šๆจใฆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไบŒไบบๅ…ฑๅผ•ใๅ€’ใ—ใŸๆ™‚็‚นใง้ฆ–ใฎ้ชจใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใฃใฆๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…ตใŒ่ฝใจใ—ใŸ็›พใ‚’ใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้ฆฌใŸใกใฏใ•ใฃใจใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆ่ตฐใฃใฆใ„ใŒใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠๆœฌไฝ“ใฎ่ปŠ่ผชใŒไน—ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆๆฟ€ใ—ใๆบใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใจใฃใ•ใซๆŠฑใใจใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆ‰‹ใŒ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€‚ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€็งใŸใกใ‚‚็ตๆง‹ๅผทใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงไธˆๅคซใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅ„ชใ—ใ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ–ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠใจๆŽดใ‚“ใง้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ๅ›ณใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธๆ„ใซใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎ้€ŸๅบฆใŒ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‚ช้ญ”ใ ใ!ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏๆญฃ้ขใฎๆ•ตใซๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๅฃฐใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็›ดใใซ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚็ถšใใ€‚ ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๅพŒๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚ŠใŸไบŒไบบใฏใ€ๅทฆๅณใซๅˆฅใ‚Œใฆๆ•ตใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆไธ€ๅบฆ็ ฆใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใฆ้ฆฌใ‚’้™ใ‚ŠใฆใใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใจๅฏพๅณ™ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ใใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ€็„ก้€ ไฝœใซ็ ฆใฎๅฃใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงๅ…ตใฏๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸๆ•ตใ‚’ๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸๅˆ€ใฎๆŸ„ใงๆฎดใ‚Šใ€ๆ˜ๅ€’ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’็›ฎใ‚’่ฒซใ„ใฆๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ ่‘‰ใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฐใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ–ญๆœซ้ญ”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€็—™ๆ”ฃใ—ใŸใ‚ใจๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ไธปไบบ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใซๅ›žใ‚Œใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹่จ€ใ„ใŸใ’ใชใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ›ฝๅขƒใธ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตใ‚ˆ! ่žใ‘!ใ€ ๅคง้Ÿณๅฃฐ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใใฎๅฃฐใฏใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใซใฏใพใ ่ท้›ขใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซใ‚‚่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅฃฐใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡่ฒดๆ—ใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ„ใ†่€…ใ ! ใ“ใ“ใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซ่ซธๅ›ใชใ‚‰็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†! ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎใƒใƒผใ‚ฒใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃๅญ็ˆตใฏๆ•็ธ›ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ! ใใฎ็†็”ฑใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃฐใฏใ‚ˆใ้€šใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใง็Šถๆณใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใซใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใƒผใ‚ฒใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃๅญ็ˆตใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅ‚€ๅ„กใงใ‚ใฃใŸ! ไฟบใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฏ†ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅธฏใณใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซๆฝœๅ…ฅใ—ใ€ใ‹ใฎๅญ็ˆตใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซๆ“ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€้ž้“ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆ“ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตใ‚’ใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใธใจ่ฟŽใˆๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจ็”ป็ญ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใ‚’็ชใๆญขใ‚ใŸ! ใใ—ใฆใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€ใใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸใ†ใ‚‰่‹ฅใๅฅณๆ€งใ‚’ใ‚‚ๆฎบใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่กŒใ„ใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸใฎใ !ใ€ ่ชžใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซไบŒไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ่…•ๅ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ๅฝผใŒ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎๅฏ†ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„ใจไฟกใ˜ใฏใ˜ใ‚ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฑ้™บใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไฟบใฏๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ไบ‹ใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸ! ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ้š›ใซไฟบใฎไบ‹ใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ! ไฝ•ใจใ‹่ฟฝใฃๆ‰‹ใฏๅ€’ใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚’้€šใ‚‰ใฌใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใ‚“!ใ€ ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซๆˆฆใ†ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ต่ซธๅ›! ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฏใใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไน—ใ‚Š่ถŠใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅทจๅคงใชๅฒฉๅฃใงใฏใชใ„! ไฟบใŸใกใฏๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‹็‚บใซๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฒธใ—ใฆใใ‚Œ! ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ†ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅ›ใŸใกใฎๆญฃ็พฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ (......ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Š......?) ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๅˆคใ‚‰ใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใงใฏใชใ„ใฏใšใ ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็ ฆใธ็€ใ‘ใฐใ€ใใ“ใงใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅ†ท้™ใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ๅ›ฝใธไพตๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใพใšใ„ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใฎๅ›ฝใง็Šฏ็ฝชใ‚’็Šฏใ—ใŸใจใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹่€…ใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ๅ•้กŒใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฏใšใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅŽŸๅ‰‡ใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆๅฃซๆฐ—ใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใ‹ใ€ไบบๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ—ใŸใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒ็ ฆใซใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒ‡ใ™ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซ้ฉšใใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ›ฝๅขƒ็ทšใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซๆญปไฝ“ใŒใ„ใใคใ‚‚ๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žไฟบใฎไบ‹ใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€่ฟฝใฃๆ‰‹ใฏๅ€’ใ—ใŸใ€ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใ€โ€œ็Šฏ็ฝช่€…ใ‚’ใ‹ใฐใฃใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๆ–น้ขใธ้€ƒ่ตฐใ™ใ‚‹้€”ไธญใงใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅ…ตใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸโ€ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ใ™ใงใซใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅนฒๆธ‰ใŒๆˆ็ซ‹ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ธๆ‰‹ๆ–นใŒใฉใ“ใพใง็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ™ใงใซ่ถŠๅขƒใ‚’ๆŽงใˆใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒๅคฑใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ (ใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€็พŽ่ซ‡ใซใงใ‚‚ไป•็ซ‹ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹) ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซๆญฃ็พฉใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ้žใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๆœ‰่€ถ็„ก่€ถใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๅฟœๆดใซ่กŒใใชใ•ใ„!ใ€ ่‡ชใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ€ๅ…ˆ้™ฃใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซใ€ไป–ใฎๅ…ตใ‚‚็ถšใ„ใŸใ€‚่ฒฌไปป่€…ใŒๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใง็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๆˆ’ใ‚ใฏ่งฃใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชไบบๆ•ฐใจใชใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใฎ็Œ›ๆ”ปใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใฏใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…จใฆใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Œ่ฆ‹ใ‚ˆใŒใ—ใซใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใธ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹‡ๆฐ—ใ‚ใ‚‹่กŒๅ‹•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่ฉณใ—ใ„ใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎๅ…ˆๅฐŽใซใ€็ด ็›ดใซๅพ“ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“็„กๅ‚ทใงใ€ๅฅด้šท้”ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„็จ‹ๅบฆใฎใ‚ซใ‚นใƒชๅ‚ทใงๆธˆใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ ฆ่ฟ‘ใใฎๅ…ต่ˆŽใซไฝต่จญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅบƒใ„ไผš่ญฐๅฎคใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใฎๅ…ตใซใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ชฐใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใซๅบงใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฟƒใ™ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใŒๅบงใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใ‚Šใ€ๅคงใใชใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ€็–ฒใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฐใฎใ›ใ„ใ ใจ......ใงใ€่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’็„ก้€ ไฝœใซใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซๆ”พใ‚Šใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใจ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒใ€็›ฎๅฐปใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆไฟฏใใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใฉใ“ใ‚่ชญใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎไธญๅคฎๆ”ฟๅบœใฎ้€ฃไธญใฏใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆๅ…ตใฎๅผทๅŒ–ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎไบŒๅ›ฝใŒๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ‚ใŸใ‚‹ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅœฐ็†็š„ใซใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆœฌ็‰ฉใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ใญ......ใ€ ็ตžใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ฟฝใ„่จŽใกใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฎ่ก—ใฎไปฃ่กจใ‚‚ๆ•ใพใˆใŸใ€‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹ใžใ€‚้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใซ่ปขใŒใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ่ช˜ๆ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ!ใ€ ๆœบใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซใ€้ก”่‰ฒไธ€ใคๅค‰ใˆใšใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๅคงๅฃฐๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†? ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅฑใ†ใๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ†ใŸใ‚ใฎๆญฃ็พฉใฎ่กŒใ„ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎ่จผๆ‹ ใŒๅˆใฃใฆใ€ใใฎๆ›ธ้กžใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่จผ่จ€ใงใใ‚‹ๅฅดใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใซๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใฎใฏ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็Ž‹ๆ—ใจ้ซ˜ไฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใงใ€็พๅ ดใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏใ•ใฃใ็พๅ ดใงๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†็Šถๆณใฏๅง‹ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ‰‹้…ใ‚Œใ ใจใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏ้ป™ใฃใฆๅฝผใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจไธฆใ‚“ใงๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌ้”ใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงใใช่ฉฑใซ็™บๅฑ•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ€้ป™ใฃใฆๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใจใซใ‹ใใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๅ…ต่ˆŽใซๆณŠใพใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€้ณฅใจใ‹ใฎไผ้”ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใคใ„ใงใซ็Ž‹้ƒฝใพใง้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซไผšใ†็ด„ๆŸใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใชใ€ใ€Žๅฏ†ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ†ใŸใ‚ใซๆณ•ใ‚’็ ดใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ็”ทใŒใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใธ่ฌ็ฝชใซๅ‚ไธŠใ—ใŸใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ€
Chapter 23: Runaway "Let's go!" (Hifumi) Approaching the town's exit, Hifumi called out sharply while holding his katana and galloping on his horse. "Just a moment!" (Kasha) Kasha, who was the coachman, raised the speed of the carriage in a hurry but it wasn't a speed that could catch up to Hifumi no matter how. In an instant they were separated. Hifumi vanished into the darkness in front. One of the heads of the three soldiers in front of the gate was severed. In the act of passing each other, it was cut and sent flying. While using the momentum of killing him, Hifumi turned around and once again hurried on his horse. Slashing his katana from atop of the horseback, he killed yet another person. Just one single soldier was left now. As the carriage arrived, the soldier was at last being successful in drawing his sword, the carriage arrived. "Alyssa, get off." (Hifumi) Hifumi dismounted from the horse and pointed his katana into the direction of the soldier to keep him in check. Without shifting his attention he addressed Alyssa. Immediately following after the forceful healing with restorative medicines, she didn't seem to have any problems with movement. "I am lending this to you." (Hifumi) Coming close to Alyssa, Hifumi passed on his katana to her. "Huh? ..." (Alyssa) Though the soldier came slashing at them, he was easily forced back with a front kick causing him to be thrown down. "Kill this guy with this." (Hifumi) "Th-that is ..." (Alyssa) Although Alyssa received the katana, she was hesitating upon being told to kill the soldier. "From now on you will kill a lot of opponents. The person you just yesterday had a friendly chat with, might have to be killed today. First off, kill this guy. Kill the opponent that tried to kill you, in order to completely separate from this place." (Hifumi) Without any hesitation, Hifumi spoke those words. Catching her breath, Alyssa set up the katana without losing any time. "That's fine. Up until this morning he was your colleague, but now that he betrayed and tried to kill you he is an enemy. If you won't kill him, he will kill you." (Hifumi) Although those were cliched words, they were effective on Alyssa who had experienced it by herself. Upon lifting her head, there was no trace of indecision left within Alyssa's eyes. "I am borrowing this sword." (Alyssa) Alyssa thrust the katana at the soldier who was still continuing to struggle. The sharpened point of the katana penetrated with a smooth, unhindered motion into the back of his head ending his life simply like that. "... I have done it." (Alyssa) "You did well. Next we move to the national border." (Hifumi) Hifumi gently took the katana from Alyssa's hands and replaced it with the sword of the dead soldier. Turning his back on her, he went towards the horse. "Hifumi-san, I, did I do something good with this?" (Alyssa) "... There is no good or bad. I told you what you should do and you decided yourself to do so. That's all there is to it." (Hifumi) Wearing an expression that showed she didn't quite understand, Alyssa went back to the carriage trudging with the sword in her hand. The first step went smoothly Currently, the corpse of the criminal who made his appearance here first and the corpse of Gothras, who was slain by Hifumi, were to be examined, as she was in the process of writing down the report. "After all Vichy hasn't formed an alliance with Horant yet, I wonder if they are not simply being used? The number of personnel loitering on their side of the border is identical to ours, was it only to experiment on the magic tool? But why? Acting in such way would make them enemies of two countries at the same time ..."(Pajou) As it is extremely unlikely to think about matters coherently with a worn out mind, I have to soon take a rest It seemed like there was someone fighting on the other side of the border. "Good grief, there is no time to take a rest at all." (Pajou) While cursing, Pajou quickly equipped her armor and sword and rushed out of her own room. The light of the dim torch only illuminated the necessary minimum of the location. Basically the border wasn't passed at night. Rarely there were merchants and such who arrived at night due to ending up making a mistake in their planning. They pass the time by camping a little bit away before devoting themselves to passing through the border in the morning. Today it wasn't such a idiotic merchant but an assailant appearing. "Listen! Annihilate the soldiers on the Vichy side! Do not leave one person alive!" (Hifumi) While riding the horse, Hifumi swung the fundou of the kusarigama (T/N: If you don't know what that means, reread the earlier chapters. ? ) "Plunge deeply up to the fortress with the carriage as it is! Immediately after disembarking, kill the group in the vicinity!" (Hifumi) """Understood!""" Approaching the fortress, the two soldiers were setting up large shields side-by-side blocking the road. "Stop!" (Guard) Magnificently jumping with his horse over the two soldiers, Hifumi wrapped the chain around the necks of the two defenseless soldiers in one go from overhead and dragged them down. After about 10 meters of pulling them along, they were discarded. At the time of dragging them down, both of them had died by having their necks broken already. The horses pulling the carriage quickly evaded the shields the soldiers dropped as they were hurrying on. The wheels of the main part of the carriage ran aground causing it to violently shake. Origa having been thrown off balance was right away caught by Alyssa. "T-Thank you." (Origa) While expressing her thanks, Origa noticed the quivering of Alyssa's hand as she was touching her. "It's alright. Master is here and were are quite strong, too, okay?" (Origa) Therefore it was fine, while gently smiling, Origa tightly held her magic staff as she was aiming for the right timing to jump off the carriage. Suddenly the velocity of the carriage dropped. "You are a hindrance!" (Kasha) Apparently Kasha dealt with the enemy in front. Hearing the voice, Origa immediately jumped off and although hesitating, Alyssa followed right after. Disembarking from the back of the carriage, the pair faced the enemies separated to the left and right. Having seen the moment arriving when the carriage plunged into the fortress, Hifumi left the horse after dismounting from it. He grabbed the head of a soldier, who was confronting Kasha, approaching him from the back and casually threw him at the fortress wall. With only that, the soldier died. Furthermore, he hit the soldier coming from his right side with the hilt of the katana causing him to become dizzy and then penetrated the blade through the eyes thus killing him. Clenching his teeth, the soldier raised his voice in death agony before dying after convulsing. "Master ..." (Kasha) "Follow Alyssa." (Hifumi) Ignoring Kasha, who wanted to say something, Hifumi increased the corpse count while approaching the border. "Orsongrande's soldiers! Listen!" (Hifumi) In a very very loud voice. That voice of Hifumi, albeit yet quite a distance off the border, was heard by Pajou. "This voice ..." (Pajou) "I am an Orsongrande noble called by the name Hifumi! Some of you soldiers should already know of me! Our country's Viscount Hagenti was arrested! Do you know the reason for that?!" (Hifumi) Confirming the situation on the other side of the border, Orsongrande's soldiers had heard it properly. "Viscount Hagenti is a puppet of Vichy! Upon Princess Imeria's decree I secretly infiltrated Vichy while risking my life. Viscount Kano was manipulated by Vichy. Again and again soldiers, who were manipulated by inhuman magic, showed up in our country and I was able to obtain evidence of their schemes! And furthermore Vichy tried to kill a young woman, who learnt of the secret behind the magic tool performance, too!" (Hifumi) While talking, Hifumi killed two more soldiers. Having displayed his abilities to some of the Orsongrande's soldiers, there were some amongst them starting to believe that him having received the Princess' secret decree wasn't strange at all either. "Although it was dangerous, I succeeded in rescuing her from the crisis! But, in doing so my circumstances ended up being revealed! Though I somehow managed to defeat the pursuers, it is regrettable that I can't pass here!" (Hifumi) As the soldiers turned their line of sight, there was a figure of a young woman desperately fighting while helping Origa and Kasha. "Soldiers of Orsongrande! Even though the national border is right ahead, there is no way to climb over the huge rock cliff! Don't mind us, but at the very least lend us your assistance to rescue this young woman! For the sake of saving her, I want all of you to display your righteousness!" (Hifumi) As they were addressed by Hifumi, the soldiers looked at each others faces while wavering. ... What is he planning? ... Having arrived at the fortress myself, what would I decide to do in this situation? If you think calmly about it, it will be unwise for knights and soldiers to cross the border of another country and thus invade it. Protecting the rules and thus disheartening the retainers or deciding to put the priority on saving lives, huh? ... Finally arriving at the fortress, Pajou was surprised to find out that the young woman Hifumi had specified was no other than Alyssa. Furthermore a great number of corpses could be instantly seen having fallen on the other side of the border. She recalled Hifumi's speech he gave just now. {Although my circumstances became known, I managed to defeat the pursuers.} If that was true, it was a matter of "Protecting a fleeing criminal who, while heading in the direction of Orsongrande, killed Vichy's soldiers en route." Though I am not certain to what extent the other party is aware of matters, the significance to refrain from transgressing the border has already been lost. Since it has come to this, we have to retrieve them no matter what it takes. It has also become necessary to tailor a beautiful tale about this. Orsongrande is in the right. There is no other choice but vaguely denounce Vichy publicly, Pajou judged. "All hands, draw your swords and assist them!" (Pajou) Naturally holding a weapon too, Pajou started to run as vanguard. The other soldiers followed as well. Due to the fierce attack by the Orsongrande's side with their overwhelming numbers, the number of Vichy soldiers decreased in a blink of an eye. After all Vichy soldiers had been killed, Hifumi, who crossed the border, expressively showed his thanks towards Pajou. "It was a very courageous behavior. I wish to express my gratitude." (Hifumi) "No, please don't worry about it. Leaving that aside, because I want to listen to the detailed report, come this way please." (Pajou) To Pajou's guidance, Hifumi's group obediently followed. Of course Hifumi was unhurt, the slaves and Alyssa too, to the degree of settling with a few scratched which hadn't to be minded. Entering a vast conference room in the barracks close to the fortress, the soldiers standing guard were told to not let anyone enter for a while. Pajou urged on Hifumi's group to sit down. After confirming that Hifumi's group had sat down, she sat down on a chair herself too while breathing a heavy sigh. "Somehow you seem to be quite worn out." (Hifumi) "Who's fault do you think that is? ... So, usually I would expect you to explain right away, but ..." (Pajou) Retrieving a document from his darkness storage, Hifumi casually tossed it to Pajou. After quickly looking through it, Pajou hung her head in shame and looked down from the corner of her eyes. "Though it was impossible to read some parts, it seems that the lot at the central government of Vichy have used a magic tool from Horant to strengthen their soldiers. If those two countries succeed in cooperating, they are geographically the same as Orsongrande?" (Hifumi) "In case this is real, you could say that ..." (Pajou) As Pajou was visibly squeezing out those words, Hifumi delivered the final blow. "So, the representative of the town Aroseru, who received this as well, was arrested. He is still alive. He was left within the carriage." (Hifumi) "Isn't that kidnapping!" (Pajou) As Pajou slammed on the desk and stood up, Hifumi said without changing his expression. "Did you have to expressively raise your voice so it could be heard by others? This was done rightly in order to completely save her from almost being killed at that place. With having this much evidence, the guy who can testify the validity of the document is here. What do you want to say before making a move? Vichy will reject everything like that." (Hifumi) "This judgement will be made by the royalty and the high ranking nobles, not by those on site." (Pajou) "No, not at all, you have decided on site just a little while ago. The situation has already started to develop. It's too late now." (Hifumi) Olga's group, who were sitting lined up next to Hifumi, likewise were silent having their breath taken away after becoming aware of how their actions had developed into such serious affair. "... Anyway, please stay at the barracks today. I will submit a report to the royal capital." (Pajou) "Ah, there was the option to use birds as means of communication. Well then, while you are contacting the capital, please arrange for us to meet Imeria. Let's see, {The man, who accomplished the secret decree while also ending up breaking the law in order to save a maiden, wishes to visit Her Highness in order to express his apology} ." (Hifumi)
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118.Candle In The Wind ๆฃฎใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œๆญฆ่ฃ…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใฎๆŽฅ่งฆๅœฐ็‚นใซๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใจใใ€ใใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใŒๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใชใ‚“ใฆใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒ็พใ‚Œใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใŸใฃใŸไบŒไบบใงๅ€’ใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ๅ‹ขใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใซๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใŸไบŒไบบใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ! ใชใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€้–“้•ใ„็„กใ้ญ”ไบบใ ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ไฟบใŸใกใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚‚้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚่ฆ‹ใ‚ใ€่ก€ใฎ่ทกใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซๅ‡ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใฎ่ทฏๅœฐใฎไธŠใซใฏใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ่ก€็—•ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹้ป’ใ„่ทกใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ก€ใฎ่ทกใŒใ‹ใ™ใ‹ใซๅผ•ใใšใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€่„‡ใฎๆฃฎใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจไผธใณใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใฃใกใซใ€็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใพใ ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€้€ƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๅŽ„ไป‹ใ ใ€‚้‡ๅ‚ทใชใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„็„กใ„ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ๅ…จๅ“กใง้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ’ƒใก่พผใ‚“ใงๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ใ•ใใ†ใ€ ใใฎๆๆกˆใซใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซๆฅใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ซไบบใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใพใจใพใฃใฆไบ’ใ„ใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใคใคๆญฉใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ่€…ใŸใกใฏใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใˆใฐ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏๅพ—ๆ„ใชๆ–นใงใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๆฅใฆใ‚‚ๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹่‡ชไฟกใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๆˆฆใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†็ตŒ้จ“ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅฑ…ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใŒ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใ€ๅฝผใฎๅœฐใซ่ฟฝใ„ใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใšใฃใจๅ‰ใฎ่ฉฑใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ......!ใ€ ไบ”ๅˆ†ใปใฉ้€ฒใ‚“ใ ใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ๆฃฎใฎๆœจใ€…ใฎ้–“้š”ใŒๅคงๅˆ†็‹ญใใชใ‚Šใ€่–„ๆš—ใใชใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใงใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒใ—ใ‚ƒใŒใฟใ“ใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใžใ‚‚ใžใจไฝ•ใ‹ใฎไฝœๆฅญใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅพŒใ‚ๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใกใŒ......ใ€ ๅ…ˆๅฐŽใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ่ฆ‹ใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใฏ้•ใ†ใ€ใจ่จ€ใŠใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๆŽฅๆ•ตใจๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ—ใŸไธ‰ไบบใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚‰ใˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚! ๅค–ใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ ๅฃใ€…ใซๆ‚ชๆ…‹ใ‚’ๅใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏ้ขจใฎๅˆƒใจ้›ปๆ’ƒใ€ใใ—ใฆ็Ÿณ็คซใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…จใฆใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅผพใ‘ใ€ๆฟ€ใ—ใ„้Ÿณใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—!ใ€ ่ชฐใ‹ใŒใ€ๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆๅซใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใจใฏ้•ใ†ๅฃฐใŒๅ…จๅ“กใฎ่€ณใซ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒโ€œ่‰ฏใ—โ€ใ ใ€‚้ฆฌ้นฟ้‡Ž้ƒŽใ€ ๅฃฐใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚„ใ„ใชใ‚„ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’็™บใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ้ฆ–ใŒใฝใจใ‚Šใจ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆœฌไบบใฏใ€็ช็„ถใใ‚‹ใใ‚‹ใจๅ›žใฃใŸใ“ใจใซไธๆ€่ญฐใใ†ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใพใพใ€็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ็ช็„ถใฎไปฒ้–“ใฎๆญปใซ้ฉšใใ€ๅซใณๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใฎใฏใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฝใจใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใจๅŒๆง˜ใซใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ้’ๅนดใ ใ€‚ ่ปขใŒใ‚‹้ฆ–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้’ๅนดใฎ่ƒธใซใ€ๅˆ€ใŒๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚บใƒซใƒชใ€ใจๅˆ€ใŒๆŠœใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ใƒใƒƒใ‚ซใƒชใจ็ฉบใ„ใŸ่ƒธใ‚’้’ๅนดใŒๆ‰‹ใงๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒ‰ใƒญใƒ‰ใƒญใจๆตใ‚Œๅ‡บใ™ๅคง้‡ใฎ่ก€ใฏๆŒ‡ใฎ้š™้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆบขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้’ๅนดใŒ่ก€ใฎๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ญไบบใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใซใ€ไบบ้–“......?!ใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใŒๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใงใฏใชใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ‡็ด™ใงๆ‹ญใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ไธๆฉŸๅซŒใ‚’้œฒใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไบบใฎๅฎŸ้จ“ใ‚’้‚ช้ญ”ใ—ใŸใ†ใˆใ€ๅฎŸ้จ“ไฝ“ใพใงๅฃŠใ—ใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅˆ€ใงๅทฎใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎ็›พใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใƒœใƒญ้›‘ๅทพใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅฎŸ้จ“ใ ใจ?ใ€ ้“็ซฏใง้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ‘จ่พบใฎๆœจใ€…ใŒ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅฑ…ไฝๅœฐใจใฏ้•ใ†ใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆฃฎ็‹ฌ็‰นใฎ็‰ฉใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใจ็ฅ–ๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅŒใ˜ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่ก€ๆถฒใซใ‚‚ใ“ใฎๆจนใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจ่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใšใ‚Šใ€ๆจนใŒๅฏ†้›†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ่ปขใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‚ƒใŒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงไฝœๆฅญใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€่ก€ใŒใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅ‡บใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€่บซไฝ“ใฎๅ‰้ขใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้–‹ใ„ใฆๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ€ๆ•ฐไบบ้€ฃใ‚Œใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒใ„ใใชใ‚Š้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ’ƒใฃใฆใใŸใฎใงใ€ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซ็›พใซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ›ใฃใ‹ใๅˆ‡้–‹ใพใงใงใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ€‚้ขจใ‚„ใ‚‰็Ÿณใ‚„ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‰ใพใ ใ—ใ‚‚ใ€้›ทๆ’ƒใง็„ฆใŒใ—ใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใŒ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ƒธใฏ็šฎ่†šใŒ่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆ่ƒธ้ชจใŒๆŠ˜ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่…น้ƒจใ‚‚ๅๆ–‡ๅญ—ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅ†…่‡“ใŒ้›ทๆ’ƒใซ็„ผใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใƒ–ใ‚นใƒ–ใ‚นใจ็…™ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ’ใ‡ใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆ!ใ€ ่ชฐใ‹ใŒ่€ใˆๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใšใซๅใใ€ไบŒไบบใปใฉใใ‚Œใซใคใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่ƒƒใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’ใถใกใพใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฆไบ‹ใ‚’......ใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏไธ‰ใคใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฏใ€่ชฐใ ?ใ€ ๆฎบๆฐ—ใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‹ใŠๅ‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจ้ †็•ชใซๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใ€้›ทๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸไธ€ไบบใฎ็”ทใซ้›†ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œ! ใกใ€้•ใ†ใ€ไฟบใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„!ใ€ ็”ทใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ€’ใ‚Šใซไปปใ›ใ€ๅคงไธŠๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰็จฒๅฆปใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‰“ใกไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ€ใฏใ€็œ‰้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰้ผปใ€ๅ”‡ใจ้ †็•ชใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใฆใ€่ƒธ้ชจใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚Šใ€่…นใ‚’็ธฆไธ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใซๆ–ฌใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ‚......ใ€ ่ก€ใพใฟใ‚Œใฎ้ก”ใงๆบขใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹่…ธใ‚’ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซๆ‹พใ„ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใƒŒใƒซใƒŒใƒซใจ่…•ใฎ้–“ใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ†…่‡“ใ‚’็ตถๆœ›ใซๆบ€ใกใŸ้ก”ใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”ทใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ†ทใŸใ„็žณใง่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใงใฎๅฎŸ้จ“ใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚็„ก้ง„ใชๆ™‚้–“ใ ใชใ€ ็”ทใฎๅ–‰ใซๅˆ€ใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ ใ‘ใ‚’็ชใๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€ๆฐ—็ฎกใจ้ šๅ‹•่„ˆใ‚’ๆ–ญใกๅ‰ฒใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใฃใŸๆ‡็ด™ใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚ŠๆจใฆใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ็žฌ้–“ใซๆฃฎใ‚’ๆจใฆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ่‹ฑ้›„ใฎๅฆปใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใซๆปžๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซไผšใ„ใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ไบบ็‰ฉใฏๆ„ๅค–ใจๅคšใใ€ๆปžๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฎฟใซใฏๆฏŽๆ—ฅใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ•†ๅฎถใ‚„่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคœไผšใชใฉใฎๆ‹›ๅพ…็ŠถใŒๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๅฟœใฏๅ…จใฆใซ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใใฎๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๆ–ญใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅ”ฏไธ€ใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซใฆ่กŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅคœไผšใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใซใ‚‚ๅ‚ๅŠ ใ›ใšๆŒจๆ‹ถใฎใฟใงๆธˆใพใ›ใ€ไธญ้€”ใง้€€ๅ ดใ—ใŸ็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใ€‚ ็”Ÿ็ฒ‹ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅนณๆฐ‘ๅ‡บใฎๆˆใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚Š่ฒดๆ—ใจๅ…ƒๅฅด้šทใฎๅฆปใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงไพฎ่”‘ใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใจ่ฟ‘ใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใฎๆˆฆๆžœใ€ๆ–ญใ‚Šใฎ็†็”ฑใ‚‚ใ€ŒๅคซใŒ็„กไบ‹ๅธฐๅ›ฝใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ€ๆฅตๅŠ›ๅ‚ๅŠ ใ‚’ๆŽงใˆใŸใ„ใ€ใง้€šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๅฆปใจใ—ใฆใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’่ฉ•ไพกใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ไธ€ๅฎšๆ•ฐๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ดใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€้ขๅ€’ใชใ ใ‘ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œ......้šๅˆ†ใจใ€ใ‚ใ‘ใ™ใ‘ใซใŠ่ฉฑใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใฃใฆๅบงใ‚Šใ€็ด…่Œถใฎๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€่–„ใ„ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็บใ„ใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใง่จ€ใˆใฐ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใจใ—ใฆๅ……ๅˆ†ใชๆฐ—ๅ“ใ‚’่บซใซใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใŒไฝ•่€…ใ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅพŒ็ถ™ใŒใ€ใฉใ“ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ๅฎถใฎไปคๅฌขใ‹ใจๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆๅ‘จใ‚Šใซๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚‚ไบŒๅบฆใ€ไธ‰ๅบฆใจใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฎๆ™‚้–“ใฏๅคซใฎ็‚บใซไฝฟใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใจๆฑบใ‚ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ“ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใจใฎๆทฑใ„ใคใชใŒใ‚Šใชใฉใ€ๅคซใฏๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆ็งใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใใ‚‹ไธๅฟซใช่ผฉใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅ‰ฒใซใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใงใฎๅคœไผšใซใฏๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคซใŒใŠไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใฃใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ๅคซใŒๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใ„ไปŠใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซ็พฉ็†ใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ใฎใฏๅฆปใฎๅ‹™ใ‚ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใซใฏใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚้™›ไธ‹ใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ€็งใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจๅ‡บไผšใ†ไบ‹ใŒใงใใพใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„็Šถๆณใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅพฉ่ฎใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅพ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰? ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’้จ™ใ—ใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใ‚‚ใ†......ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ๆฎบใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๆฎบใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใŠ่ŒถใฎใŠใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไพๅฅณใŒใƒ“ใ‚ฏใƒƒใจ้œ‡ใˆใŸใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚่žใ“ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใตใ†ใซไฝœๆฅญใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ–็•Œใฎ็ซฏใซๆ˜ ใ‚Šใ€ๅพŒใงๅŠดใฃใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸ่€…ใฏ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒๆŒ‡ใ™ใฎใŒใƒใƒผใ‚ฒใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃๅญ็ˆตใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅˆ‘ๅ ดใฎ้œฒใจๆถˆใˆใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๆ–นใŒ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใŒๆŒ‡็คบใชใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ๆ„ๅค–ใ ใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹้ƒฝใงๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่ฉ•ไพกใฏใ‚ˆใ่จ€ใˆใฐๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใ€ๆ‚ชใ่จ€ใˆใฐ็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใจใ—ใฆ็”˜ใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅนณๆฐ‘ใจๆฐ—ๅฎ‰ใๆŽฅใ—ใ€่ฒงใ—ใ„่€…ใซๆ–ฝใ—ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆŒใค่€…ใจใ—ใฆใฏ็ซ‹ๆดพใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€็Ž‹ๆ—ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ•ใ•ใ‹โ€œๅคข่ฆ‹ใŒใกโ€ใจ่ฉ•ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚‰่ฒฌไปปใฎ็„กใ„ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใธๅซใใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ็Ž‹ๅฅณใงใฏใชใใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ†ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใจใชใฃใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ๅ–ๆจ้ธๆŠžใ‚’ๅ›ฝใฎๅˆฉ็›Šๅ„ชๅ…ˆใง่กŒใ†ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใงใ™ใ€‚......ใพใ ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใง้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ใใ†ใ›ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใฌ็ซ‹ๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ่‡ช่ฆšใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€ ้ฉšใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’็ฌ‘้ก”ใซ้š ใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€่ƒธใฎๅ‰ใง็ดฐใ„ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ่ค’ใ‚็งฐใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€็งใฎ่จ€ใ†ๅพฉ่ฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใŸใ‹ใŒๅญ็ˆต็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ็”ทไธ€ไบบใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒ•ใƒ•ใ€ใจๅฃใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใฆ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅงฟใฏใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎ่‹ฅใ„็”ทใŸใกใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚่งฃใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆˆฆ็ซฏใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚่จฑใ—ใŒใŸใ„ใ“ใจใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ่…ๆ•—่ฒดๆ—ใซ่ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅƒใใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๆ˜Ž็™ฝใงใ™ใ€‚็งใฎๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใช็›ฎๆจ™ใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฎ้€ฃไธญใŒใ€็š†ๆญปไฝ“ใจใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใงๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒๅคขใ‚’่ชžใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใƒ‰ใ‚น้ป’ใ„ๅพฉ่ฎๅฟƒใ‚’่จ€ใฎ่‘‰ใซๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ไปŠใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใŒ่ปใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ›ฝๅขƒใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’?ใ€ ๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ€‚ ๆ€ช่จใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใพใŸ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅคซใŒๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€‚้ญ”็‰ฉใŒๅผทใใชใฃใฆใใŸใฎใงใ€ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒใงใใ‚Œใฐ้€€ๆฒปใฎ็‚บใซๅคง่ฆๆจกใช้ง†้€ไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใธใฎๅพฉ่ฎใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅคซใซ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅ›ฝใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๆ„ๅค–ใจใ—ใถใจใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ๅ˜็ด”ใซๅค–้ƒจใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงๆป…ไบกใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ€ใจใ€ ๆญดๅฒใ‚’ๅญฆใ‚“ใ ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใฏใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใจ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝใŒ็„กใใชใ‚‹ๅŽŸๅ› ใฏใ€ๅคšใใŒๅ†…้ƒจใงใฎๅ•้กŒใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฏพ็ซ‹ใ‚„็–ซ็—…ใชใฉใ€ๅ›ฝใŒ็–ฒๅผŠใ—ใฆใพใจใพใ‚ŠใŒ็„กใใชใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ใ€ๅธๅŽใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šๆ”ปใ‚ๆป…ใผใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚‚้ŽๅŽปใฎๆญดๅฒใงใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎๅฐๅ›ฝใ‚’ไฝตๅ‘‘ใ—ใŸๆญดๅฒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใ„ใใคใ‹ใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๅฝขๆˆใ™ใ‚‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใฎไธ€ใคใซใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ่จ˜้Œฒใซใ‚ˆใ‚Œใฐ้ฃข้ฅ‰ใ‚„็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใฎไนฑ่„ˆ็ตŒๅ–ถใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹้‡‘้Šญ็š„ใชๅดฉๅฃŠใ‚’ใใฃใ‹ใ‘ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ไปŠใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใจๅ‹ๅฅฝ็š„ใซไบคๆตใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ€ๆฆ‚ใญ้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถ็พคใจใ—ใฆใฎๅฎ‰ๅฎšใฏไฟใŸใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใ ใ‘ใ€ๅ›ฝๅฎถใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่ฆๆจกใงๅฏพ็ซ‹ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใ€ๅฅ‡็‰นใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ไฝ•ใ‚’ใชใ•ใ‚‹ใŠใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่จ€ใ†ๅฏพ็ซ‹ๅ›ฝๅฎถใซๅฟƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€่‹ฆใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ไธ€้€šใ ใ‘ใŠ้€ใ‚Šใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅคซใฎ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒใ‚คใ‚นใ‚’้ ‚ใ„ใฆใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏใ€ๅฐๅฐ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ็ ”็ฉถใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ซ˜่ฆ‹ใฎ่ฆ‹็‰ฉใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใจใ€ ใงใฏ็ ”็ฉถใซๆˆปใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็ตๅฑ€ๆ‰‹็ด™ใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’่žใใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 118: Candle In The Wind When the elves who remained in the forest returned with arms to the site where the demon was, the corpse of the demon, which should have been there, had vanished. "Oy, there's nothing like a demon around here, is there?" Hearing the story that a demon appeared and moreover that it was defeated by merely two elves, the elves, who braced themselves and came along, glared at the two who previously met it. "No, no! It's the truth! Right?" "Yeah, it was without a doubt a demon. We killed it with our magic. There's no mistake in the location either. Look, there are still bloodstains remaining, right?" At the place, he pointed at, black remains, which can certainly be considered bloodstains, were scattered on the path which was evened roughly. If one looked closely, the bloodstains indistinctly extended towards the forest as if the corpse had been dragged along. "... It's continuing over there." "Let's check it out. It will spell troubles if the demon is still alive and has escaped. Since there's no doubt that it's wounded seriously, we will finish it off with everyone launching their magic at it once we find it." The eight elves who were at this place agreed to that suggestion. They advance while being cautious of the surroundings and covering for each other. With the remaining elves being specialised in magic, they had confidence in being able to resist even if the demon came. However, there's actually none among them who has real experience in fighting. Cornering the demons, the elves locked them up in that place is a story from long before they had been born. "That is...!" When they advanced for around 5 minutes, one of them pointed at the dim vicinity where the space between the forest's trees became fairly narrow. There they saw the back of someone doing something while squatting and squirming. "No, the blood has..." The leading elf tried to tell them that it was different from the demon he had seen for himself, but three elves immediately invoked magic misunderstanding it as enemy approach. "Take this!" "Demon! Come out!"magic While throwing abusive language at it, they released wind blades, a lightning attack and a stone pellet spell. All of the spells hit something and burst with a fierce sound. "Alright!" One of them yells while clenching their fists. In the next moment they hear a voice different from their comrades. "What's "alright"? Idiot." No sooner than the voice finished, the head of one of the elves, who released the spells, fell down with a "plop." The cut elf himself had his life ended while wearing a surprised expression wondering about his sight suddenly spinning around. "U-Uwaaah!" Surprised by the abrupt death of his comrade, the one who raised his voice into a scream is a young elf who released a spell just like the beheaded and fallen elf. A katana pierces the chest of the young man, who looks at the tumbling head, as if being sucked into it. As the katana is pulled out with a short sliding sound, the young elf presses his hands on his gaping wide chest, however large amounts of blood ooze out between his fingers. Once the young man collapsed due to blood loss, the remaining six took distance in panic. "A-A human...?" The one who attacked wasn't a demon but Hifumi. Wiping his katana with a paper, Hifumi stands up openly while being displeased. "On top of interrupting someone's experiment, you even destroy the experiment's body." (Hifumi) What was held up by the katana was the corpse of the demon which had turned into a ragged dust cloth due to serving as shield against the magic attacks. "Experiment, you say?" Hifumi, who discovered a fresh demon corpse at the wayside, noticed that the trees in the surroundings were different from the demon's area as they had the peculiarity of the elven forest and apparently decided to test whether there's an influence by those trees on the blood of the demon whose ancestors are similar to the elves. Pulling the corpse along, he threw it down at a place dense with trees. Since the one he was working on while squatting hadn't much blood remaining anymore, he tried to cut open the body's front in order to make the change easier to understand. However, since the elves, who turned up in a group, suddenly fired spells at him, he ended up throwing the corpse as shield out of reflex. "Even though I went as far as operating on it at great troubles, this happened. The wind blades and stone pellet were still alright but the lightning attack burned it. Like this it ain't usable anymore." (Hifumi) Once the elves looked properly at the corpse, they saw that the skin had been cut open, the breastbones had been snapped off and the abdomen had also been cut open crosswise as the internal organs were smoldering and raising smoke due to being burnt by the lightning attack. "Uegeeeeeehh!" Someone vomited unable to endure it any longer and triggered two more to spurt out the contents of their stomachs. "Something like that..." "There had been three spells. Who's the last one?" (Hifumi) "Judging by the direction of bloodthirst, it's either you or you", he points at them one after the other. The gazes of the remaining elves gathered on the man who released the lightning attack. "You, eh?" (Hifumi) "Please wait! I-It wasn't me but someone else!" The man's words weren't able to stop Hifumi's motion. Entrusting himself to his anger, the katana, which swooped down like lightning from a stance of being held above his head, cleaved open the lips and nose starting from the middle forehead, slid through the breastbones and tore open the abdomen in a single vertical stroke. "Aaah..." Although he has a bloody face and eagerly picks up the spilling intestines, Hifumi looks down on the man in front of him, who is looking with a face full of desperation as his guts are slipping out between his arm, with cold eyes. "The experiment has ended due to you elves. You wasted my time pointlessly." (Hifumi) Once he cut apart the trachea and carotid artery by thrusting only the point of his katana into the throat of the man, Hifumi wiped the katana with a paper and threw that paper away. Even the remaining elves decided to abandon the forest at this moment. There are unexpectedly many people who want to meet with Origa, who is staying in the capital, as she is called the wife of the hero. Every day written invitations to evening parties and such arrived at the inn she is staying at from nobles and merchants. Although she has sent a reply to pretty much all of them, each and every one was refused by Origa. Just showing up at the evening parties carried out by the royal palace, she finished the greetings without dancing and left in the middle of those. From the standpoints of genuine nobles they were targets of contempt as noble, who had risen from commoner status, and his wife, who was formerly a slave, but with them being close to the queen and having this many military achievements, there existed a definite number of people who highly evaluated her stance as wife even amongst the nobles, since she stuck to her reason for refusing which was [I want to refrain from participating until my husband returns safely] . "Honestly said, it's just because it will be annoying." (Origa) "... You have described it quite frankly." (Imeraria) Sitting opposite of Imeraria, Origa, who was tilting her cup with tea in it, wore a light blue dress which carried plenty of elegance for a noble of the kingdom if going by appearance. It even happened twice, thrice that she had been stopped by the surroundings as they greeted her wondering whether she was the daughter of some noble household or the heir of some unknown noble. "I have decided to use my time for the sake of my husband. Something like forming deep connections with nobles all around isn't what my husband wishes for. Besides, it looks like there are also many unpleasant fellows who look at me with filthy eyes." (Origa) "Considering all that, you were apparently able to attend the evening parties at the royal castle." (Imeraria) "Ah, there are people to whom my husband was indebted. As my husband can't do it himself currently, it is the task of his wife to carry out his social obligations instead." (Origa) Putting down the cup, Origa smiled sweetly. "I'm very thankful to you, Your Majesty, the Queen. I was able to meet Hifumi-sama thanks to Your Majesty. I gained the power to exact my revenge after breaking out from a helpless situation." (Origa) "Oh? The other party, who deceived you, Origa-san, has already..." (Imeraria) "Yes, I killed him." (Origa) The maid, who prepared a second serving of tea shivered with a start due to the word "killed", but as she continued her task in a manner as if she hadn't heard anything, Imeraria decided to console her afterwards as she caught on the maid's startling at the edge of her view. "However, the people who ordered that are still alive." (Origa) "... If the one your words are pointing at is Viscount Hagenti, he disappeared to the public execution ground." (Imeraria) Origa opened her eyes widely due to Imeraria's remark. "Did you give the order for that, Your Majesty?" (Origa) "Yes, of course." (Imeraria) , Origa was surprised within her mind. Since the time Origa acted as adventurer in the capital, the evaluation towards Imeraria had the image of her being naive as statesman, if one traduced her, and gentle, if one said it elegantly. She familiarly gets in touch with commoners and carries out charity for the poor. She might be splendid for a person who possesses wealth, but it's inevitable for her to be evaluated as somewhat "dreamy" as royalty "It's only natural to put priority on the country's interests in my decisions once I turned into a queen being responsible for this country while losing my status as princess who simply waited to be married off somewhere without holding any responsibilities whatsoever... I still feel somewhat out of place, however I believe that I'm aware of being in a position I ought to accomplish." (Imeraria) "That's something wonderful." (Origa) Origa, who hid her surprised expression with a smile, praised her while putting together her hands in front of her chest and placing her thin fingers onto each other. "However, it's not only a single man at the rank of Viscount who is the other party for the revenge mentioned by me." (Origa) The figure of Origa, who restrained her mouth with a "Fufu", seems to be lovely even seen from they eyes of Imeraria who is a woman, too. She understands the young noble men who want to call out to her as they don't know her true nature. "It's Vichy itself. Even the matter of them taking up arms against Hifumi-sama is inexcusable, but it's obvious that it's Vichy who influenced the corrupt nobles of Orsongrande from behind the scenes. My final objective is for everyone from Vichy's Central Committee to be turned into corpses." (Origa) From completely talking like a dreaming maiden, Origa changes her words into a murky, dark desire for revenge. "Then it's your order for the army led by Alyssa-san to be currently at the border to Vichy, Origa-san?" (Imeraria) In contrast to Origa, Imeraria doesn't feel like smiling. Having a dubious look turned at her, Origa smiled once again. "That was ordered by my husband. Given that the monsters became powerful, he apparently told them to carry out a large-scale extermination operation to eradicate them once the preparations have finished." (Origa) "Then revenge towards Vichy means..." (Imeraria) "You have heard from my husband. As the country is unexpectedly tenacious it's difficult to cause its downfall with a simple attack from outside." (Origa) Even Imeraria, who has studied history, nodded while saying "Indeed" towards that statement. "The reasons for a country to perish is the great number of internal problems. The country will be attacked and overthrown or absorbed at the point it lost its unity due to exhaustion from things like antagonism and epidemics." (Origa) In fact Orsongrande has a history of having annexed several small countries in its past as well. Several of those left behind became city-states forming Vichy, however Imeraria recalled that there were some people who used the occasion of financial collapse due to famines and statesmen mismanaging according to the kingdom's records. "But, the current Vichy is heading towards a friendly exchange with Fokalore. I believe they are on the whole doing that to maintain their stability as group of city-states, however..." (Imeraria) "Ah, only one place is continuing to be against it as they consider the entire structure as faulty since it's a nation. That's a commendable aspect as well." (Origa) "... What are you planning to do?" (Imeraria) Imeraria, who recalled having some knowledge about the nation which is opposing according to Origa, asks while having a bitter smile. "I simply sent a letter. Of course I also got the permission to do so from my husband while receiving advice from him. Let's have the privilege of watching as spectators while continuing our research on sealing magic?" (Origa) "I will return to the research then", in the end Imeraria wasn't able to ask about the contents of the letter due to Origa standing up.
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ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ›ธใๅ†™ใ—ใฆใใพใ—ใŸโ€œๆˆธ็ฑโ€ใฎๅ†™ใ—ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ”ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅฑ…ไฝๅœฐใ‚„ๅฎถๆ—ใ€ๅŒๅฑ…ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„็ธ่€…ใ‚„็ฐกๅ˜ใชๅ‡บ็”Ÿๅœฐใ€ๅ‡บ่บซๅœฐใพใง่ชฟในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œไป˜ๅฑž่ณ‡ๆ–™ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‹คๅ‹™ๅ†…ๅฎนใชใฉใ‚‚่ชฟๆŸปใ—ใฆ่จ˜่ผ‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไพ‹ใจใ—ใฆ็„กไฝœ็‚บใซๆŠœใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†่จ˜่ผ‰ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ็จŽๅˆถใฎๆ”น้ฉใ‚‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใฃใŸ้ ˜ๆฐ‘ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฎ่“„็ฉใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ“ใใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซใ€ๅฉšๅงปใ‚„ๅ‡บ็”Ÿใ€ๆญปไบกใชใฉใ‚’็ฎก็†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ไปŠใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎใฉใ“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไบบๅฃๆŽจ็งปใ‚„ไบˆ็ฎ—็ทจๆˆใŒๆญฃ็ขบใซ่กŒใˆใ‚‹ๅœฐๅŸŸใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฎไฝๆฐ‘ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใฎๆ–กๆ—‹ใ‚„ๅœจ็ฑ็ขบ่ชใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ๅŒ–ใฎ้˜ฒๆญขใ‚„็Šฏ็ฝชใฎ่ฟฝ่ทกใƒปไบˆ้˜ฒใชใฉใซใ‚‚ๅฝน็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ 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ไธ€ๅบฆใฏๆ–ญใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆƒณใ„ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซไธ€็•ช่ฟ‘ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€งใชใฎใฏไบ‹ๅฎŸใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏ่ชฐใซใ‚‚่ญฒใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใใ€่ฒดๆ–นใฎๅ…ƒใธใจๅธฐใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚้•ทใ„้•ทใ„ๅˆฅ่กŒๅ‹•ใซใ€็งใฏ่€ใˆใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ้ขจใซๆตใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซใฏใ€ๆƒณใ„ไปฅไธŠใฎไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€่ปๅ‹™้•ทๅฎ˜ใชใฉใจใ„ใ†ๅคงๅฑคใช่‚ฉๆ›ธใใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๆ›ธ้กžไป•ไบ‹ใฏใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใซไปปใ›ใใ‚Šใงใ€ๅคงๆฆ‚ใฏ็พๅ ดใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ่จ“็ทดใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎไฝœๆฅญใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซ็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใฆๆ™‚ใซๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ๅŠดใ†ๅงฟใฏใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎใฟใชใ‚‰ใšใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹้ ˜ๆฐ‘ใŸใกใซใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใพใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใจๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใตใ‚ใตใ‚ใจใ—ใŸ่ตคใ„ใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใƒˆใƒ˜ใ‚ขใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐๆŸ„ใชใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅ•†ๅบ—้€šใ‚Šใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ”ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆžœ็‰ฉใ‚’ใใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ•†ๅบ—ไธปใ‚„ใ€ใปใฎ็”˜ใ„็„ผใใŸใฆใฎใƒ‘ใƒณใ‚’ๅ‘ณ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒณๅฑ‹ใชใฉใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ่กŒใๅ…ˆใ€…ใฏๅ’Œใ‚„ใ‹ใงใปใฎใผใฎใจใ—ใŸ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆžœ็‰ฉใ‚’้ฝงใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰่พฟใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€่ก—ใธใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ก—ใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใฏๅ…ตใฎๆคœๆŸปใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆฑบใพใ‚Šใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไป–้ ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚„่ฑชๅ•†ใฏๅ…้™คใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๆ…ฃ็ฟ’ใŒใพใ‹ใ‚Š้€šใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ่บซๅˆ†ใซ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใๅˆฐ็€้ †ใซไธฆใถๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅพนๅบ•ใ—ใŸใƒžใƒ‹ใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซไธป็พฉใง้‹ๅ–ถใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไป–ใฎ่ก—ใซๆฏ”ในใฆๆ ผๆฎตใซๅนณๆฐ‘ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใฎๅฏพๅฟœใŒๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๅ•†ไบบใŸใกใซใฏๅฅฝ่ฉ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซๆ•ฌ็คผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ทๅฎ˜ใ€ใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œๆง˜ใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œๆง˜ใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜?ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ่ก—ใธๅ…ฅใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ไบบใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใใ‚ใใ‚็งปๆฐ‘ใ‚‚่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ่ก—ใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹้š›ใซ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐๅใ‚„่บซๅˆ†ใ€็›ฎ็š„ใŒ่จ˜้Œฒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใƒ‘ใƒฉใƒ‘ใƒฉใจใ‚ใใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅญ—ใŒๆ›ธใ‘ใชใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏๅคšใ„ใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ้ ˜ๅ…ตใฎ่ญ˜ๅญ—็Ž‡ใฏ100%ใ ใ€‚ใพใšๆ–‡ๅญ—ใฎ่ชญใฟๆ›ธใใŒใงใใชใ„ใจ่ปใธๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๆฅใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚่ชญใ‚ใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใŒๆ›ธใใฎใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใŒใคใใฃใใ‚Šใงๆ•™ใˆใŸใŠใ‹ใ’ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Š็ถบ้บ—ใชๅญ—ใŒๆ›ธใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒฉใ‚ตใƒฉใจ็ขบ่ชๆธˆใฟใ‚’็คบใ™ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ๆ›ธใ่พผใฟใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ™ใใซ้ ˜ไธป้คจใซๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’......ใ€ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใ€้ ใไผธใณใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ก—้“ใ‚’ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ็•ฐๅธธใช้€Ÿๅบฆใง่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ็›ฎใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ๆฅใ‚‹! ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กๆˆฆ้—˜ๆบ–ๅ‚™! ่ชฐใ‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใใฆ!ใ€ ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€้–€ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…จๅ“กใซๆŒ‡ไปคใ‚’ไผใˆใ€่ก—้“ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆจชไธฆใณใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบบใฎ่‹ฅใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ€้ ˜ไธป้คจใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ตฐใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ใใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‚Œ? ใ‚ใ‚Œๅฐ่ปŠใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงไธ€็•ช่ฆ–ๅŠ›ใฎ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ๅœŸ็…™ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ่ฟซใ‚Šใใ‚‹ไฝ•ใ‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไน—ใ‚Š็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ชฐใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจ่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’็ดใ‚ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‡ใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ€่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่–„ใ„้’่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใŒ้ขจใซ็ฟปใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใžใ‚ใฃใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’็ทŠๅผตใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ…ŒใฆใฆๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซๅฑ…ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅซใถใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ—ใฆใ€้ ˜ไธป้คจใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้€ฃ็ตก! ใ“ใ“ใง้‰ขๅˆใ‚ใ›ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅคงๅค‰ใชใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰!ใ€ ่ก€็›ธใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆง˜ๅญใซใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใซใชใ„ใปใฉใฎๅๅฟœ้€Ÿๅบฆใง่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใŸๅฐ่ปŠใฏ้–€ใฎๅ‰ใธใจใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใใ€ๅคงใใช้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใญใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅธฐใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€้€šใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ใญใ€ ๅฐ่ปŠใ‚’้™ใ‚Šใฆ่ถณๆ—ฉใซ้€ฒใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ้ฃ›ใณใคใ„ใฆ่…ฐใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆ!ใ€ ใ€Œ้›ขใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚็งใฏไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅ‹่ฒ ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅ‹่ฒ ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ๅผ•ใใšใฃใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ่ถณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจ? ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆใ†ๅ‹่ฒ ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ้–‰ใ˜ใŸ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆ€ฏใพใชใ„ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆ€’ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€่จ€่‘‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ…ˆใซๆ‰‹ใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ใ†้•ใ†! ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซ่กŒใๅ‰ใซใ€ๅ‹่ฒ ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใงใ—ใ‚‡? ไปŠใฎใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€้ซชใŒใƒœใ‚ตใƒœใ‚ตใง้ก”ใซ็ ‚ๅŸƒใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๆœใ‚‚......ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆๅˆใ‚ใฆๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅœŸใซๆฑšใ‚ŒใŸใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅคฑๆ•—ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆๅ‹ขใ„่‰ฏใ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„! ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‚ๅฅณๅญใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ ไฝ•ใจใ‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ ˜ไธป้คจใธๆˆปใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็จผใ’ใŸใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅฟƒใฎไธญใงใ‚ฐใƒƒใจๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใŒใ†ใพใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใŠๅซใ•ใ‚“ใซใชใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใฎไบ‹ใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซ่–ฆใ‚ใฆใŠใใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๆˆปใ‚‰ใชใใกใ‚ƒใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆ…Œใฆใชใ„ใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š่กŒใฃใฆใญใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ่‰ฒใ€…ใจใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธŠๆฉŸๅซŒใงๆญฉใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅพŒใซๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจๅ…ฑใซๅธฐ้‚„ใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€็–ฒใ‚ŒใŒๅ‡บใŸใฎใ‹่ก—ใฎไธญใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ™ใใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใงๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆ~ใฃใจ......ใ€‚ใจใซใ‹ใใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œๆง˜ใ€‚ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏใŠไผ‘ใฟใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šไผ‘ใ‚“ใงใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹ๆ•‘ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไธฆในใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆฒปๅฎ‰็ถญๆŒใฃใฆๅคงๅค‰ใ ใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅคงใใชๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚
The gossip, that Hifumi is apparently looking for a marriage partner, spread within Orsongrande and was even circulated in Horant and Vichy, despite Alyssa's and the civil official slave's eager efforts. The rumours, recounted by soldiers moving within the country and merchants going around the streets, has even reached Imeraria's ears before long. "... Someone will marry that Hifumi-sama?" (Imeraria) "It's a mere rumour, but since he has excellent civil officials at his side, I can't deny the possibility of them proposing it for the sake of preserving the Earl Tohno household." (Adol) Although she agreed with Adol's remark, she isn't able to imagine some woman standing next to Hifumi and even less exchanging the vows of marriage with him. Looking at Imeraria, who ended up silent while knitting her brows, Adol displayed a state of panic. "N-No way, Your Excellency the Queen, about Earl Tohno..." (Adol) "Huh?" (Imeraria) Only after she started talking about it, the image of herself standing next to Hifumi appeared in front of her eyes. Imeraria shook here head vigorously in denial. "What are you saying? As queen I believe to know the requirements of the person I choose. Also, isn't Hifumi-sama my enemy?" (Imeraria) Adol can't conceal his concerns in regards to Imeraria, who is blushing albeit denying it. "R-Rather than such talk, I think we are to speak about the national politics now." (Imeraria) "Yes. However, regarding the policies introduced by the territory of that Earl Tohno, if you consider the scale of the capital and its surrounding areas for adopting the tax system, it will become something very troublesome. We probably should start with the staff getting used to it by experimentally introducing it in a distant province. However..." (Adol) Flipping through the documents nearby, he hands over a piece of paper, that was inserted in-between, to Imeraria. "This is a copy of the "family register" which had been transcribed from the territory of Fokalore." (Adol) "It's amazing. They have investigated as far as birthplace*, their home-town*, relatives, who don't live with them, the family members and their address?" (Imeraria) "As you can see by the attached materials, they have investigated things like the work details and recorded them." (Adol) While staring intently at the documents, she examines the record contents of one, she likely selected at random, as example. "The reformation of the tax system also profits from this sort of accumulated information about the residents. That's how it is. On grounds of these information, they have apparently been managing things such as marriages, births and deaths." (Adol) "Currently Fokalore has become the area with a more accurate budget compilation and population transition than anywhere else in the world. These data of the residents is even useful for stuff like the tracking and prevention of crimes and the prevention of slums being created by mediating work and confirming the enrolment," Adol continues. Listening to his explanation this far, Imeraria dropped her shoulders while putting back the documents. "In a political meaning, you are saying that Hifumi-sama has gained plenty of heroic achievements. If only father and me didn't make a mistake in the way of meeting with him, it might have been possible to make adequate use of Hifumi-sama's power for the sake of the country." (Imeraria) Loneliness overshadows the expression of Imeraria. Certainly, since our first meeting, there were only problems. In my imagination I yearned for a maiden-like bright love by meeting with a powerful, great brave-sama*, who is over overflowing with justice "Overcoming the difficulties, Your Majesty has splendidly protected Orsongrande. There have been various dangers and many precious things were lost as well, however as result the country continues to exists, the realm has expanded and even now its growth is continuing." (Adol) Adol's words are no lie. Encouraging her by using facts, made Imeraria happy. "Thank you. Well, then let's pull ourselves together and proceed with the talks. Let's decide on a place, where we will introduce the family register as trial for making a draft." (Imeraria) Someday there will even come a day, where I can laugh at it while saying [It was really difficult at that time] . Being riddled with wounds all over, Balzephon sank in a pool of blood. At the time he barely regained his consciousness, he wondered whether his body, which was hurting everywhere, was in pieces, however his body, which is reflected in his faint, returned field of vision, is somehow in perfect, good health. "Survived... huh?" (Balzephon) The blood, spread in the surroundings, is a mix of the monster's and Balzephon's. As the bleeding of the monster, which has died with its huge frame having toppled sideways, has already stopped, Balzephon tried to crawl out of the sticky puddle, but his body isn't moving properly. "That woman... that weapon was the same thing called shuriken or something, which Vaiya gave the Royal Knight Order." (Balzephon) Somehow he shifts his neck. Once he surveys his surroundings, he saw a thin metal stuck in the roots of a tree. "Tsk... in the end she is someone affiliated with that man called Hifumi or something, huh? Don't haunt me wherever I go." (Balzephon) Fighting the deliriousness, he is remembering up to the point of being smashed by the swung forepaw and having somehow stabbed his sword in the throat of the monster. Using up all his strength before being crushed underfoot the monster, he probably just managed to survive. The sword in front of him, being stuck in the monster as is, has been stained red by being drenched in blood. "... Eh?" (Balzephon) In the chest of the fallen monster he discovered an unnatural bulge right next to the place the sword was stuck. Once he casually touched it with his hand, he knew that something hard was buried underneath the fur. As he was checking it by feeling around, he also found traces of stitched together sewing. Mustering his remaining strength, he draws the sword, cuts the seams and thrusts his hand into the opened hole. The dragged-out item was clearly man-made. Tubes are growing out of it and continue into the body's interior. It appears to be parasitic. "It's that woman's doing, eh? Probably..." (Balzephon) He believed it was a tiger possessing a large build he hadn't seen until now, but once he looked a bit closer, he found that it was similar to a monster with a bit shorter fangs. Although it was a tiger he encountered during the training of the knight order, it was a lot smaller and weaker at that time. If the same tiger was under the effect of enhancement with the magic tool then, would it have been a ferocious monster possessing this large build? And what would happen if it was used on humans as well? "... As it is, even if I collapse here, I will simply die, huh?" (Balzephon) Turning over so that he faces upwards, he raises his eyes towards the dull and cloudy sky. Rather than dying here, shouldn't I achieve my revenge even if I have to become a monster? "I lost my knighthood and in the end I might even cease to be a human. That isn't even a funny story." (Balzephon) Encouraging himself with his monologue, Balzephon, sitting up his body by straining himself with the last ounce of energy he possessed, began to carefully extract each pipe connected to the monster. Origa, who left behind the forest where they abandoned Balzephon, came in contact with the rumour related to Hifumi's marriage in a small town, where they stopped for resupplying. "Would you tell me more details about this story?" (Origa) The eyes of Origa, who passed a silver coin in a polite tone, are filled with strength and have become far too bloodshot. The green pupils, looking from underneath the hood, which she wore low over her eyes, can be seen as somehow shining in a dim light. The shop's old man, having the silver coin pressed into his palm with a strength that its shape embedded itself there, begged with nothing but teary eyes, "P-Please stop. I also only heard it from a peddler at the time of stocking up." "Where did that peddler go then?" (Origa) He had a feeling that the peddler, who told him about it, would go through a bitter experience, but the old man easily spit out the regularly used inn of the peddler. "I thank you for the information." (Origa) , the old man was grieving after being released. Origa rushed to the inn at a quick pace. From the story, spit out by the peddler after passing some money, Origa became aware of the facts that Hifumi had returned to Fokalore and started the territorial administration in full scale. Somehow or other it's a talk about whether he won't marry someone in order to continue the territory on that occasion, but it seems to be spreading as rumour from nowhere else but Fokalore. "Hifumi-sama is..." (Origa) She tells the soldiers, who are following her, to check the remaining amount of magic tools. As a result of continuing to implant them into powerful prime fields* all throughout the area from Horant to Orsongrande with a zealous effort, Origa's group managed to quickly lower the amount of over 100 magic tools, they had at the beginning, down to 5 remaining. "... Even during our return to Fokalore, this remaining number can be easily dealt with..." (Origa) Giving a prediction, which has a feeling of being strongly influenced by her desire, Origa decided to head towards Fokalore after staying one night in the inn she had rushed into. The soldiers were also happy that they would be able to return at long last. "It will be a forced march until Fokalore. As we will advance close to the highway putting the core of our attention on our speed, take care to sleep restfully tonight." (Origa) "Roger." The peddler, aware of Origa's group staying in the same inn, paid the inn's fee in a hurry and left in order to escape towards his next destination. The Fokalore special unit, Origa's group, pays no heed to such matters, rises early next morning and leaves the city behind alongside the rising sun. While passing through several cities, they select monsters, which have a high fighting strength as their bases are bears and alligators, restrain them by weakening them with magic and weapons, embed the magic tool and release them. They perform this work many times over. After all the magic tools have been used up, they run along the highway at full speed using a platform wagon. "Very soon I will meet with Hifumi..." (Origa) In Origa's mind somewhat beautified memories of Hifumi were swirling about. While the concealment caused some troubles, she is conceited about properly finishing her assigned mission. She also expects to be praised most likely. However, beyond that, at the thought of appealing for more, she has no confidence that she will be able to voice it out. For a moment she considers to be rejected, even so it's also a fact that Origa is the woman closest to Hifumi. She doesn't plan to yield this spot to anyone else.magic "Hifumi-sama, Origa will very soon return to your side. I continued to act separately from you for a long, long time. Therefore..." (Origa) The words scattered into the wind were packed with desires leading somewhere beyond. Although she is holding an exaggerated title called Military Director, Alyssa has been generally active at the actual site while leaving the majority of paperwork to Miyukare. Her figure of training the soldiers and rewarding them for actively taking part while performing some tasks, without becoming a soldier herself, was received well even by the the fief's population noticing that. While shaking her red, short hair lightly, the small-built Alyssa is walking on the shopping street, eating a fruit similar to an apple and tasting the slightly sweet, freshly baked bread from a bakery. She produces a gentle and heart-warming mood wherever she goes. While chewing on the fruit she arrived at last at the entrance of the city. It's a rule for those entering and leaving the city to be inspected by soldiers. Although it is an established custom to exempt nobles and wealthy merchants from another fief, Fokalore doesn't permit that at all. It is necessary to line up in order upon arrival without social status playing any role. It has been thoroughly followed according to the rules of the manual, but if you compare it with other cities, the soldiers' treatment of remarkable commoners is soft. It was very popular with merchants, that are coming and going. The soldier, spotting Alyssa's figure, salutes delightfully. "Director, thanks for your work!" "Thank you. What's your impression?" (Alyssa) "Today the number of people trying to enter the city is small. It seems like the immigration drive is gradually calming down as well." Wanting to confirm the names and social positions of those having entered the city this time, Alyssa takes the documents, which recorded their objectives, and flipped through the pages. There are many soldiers, who can't write characters, but the literacy rate of Fokalore's soldiers is 100%. In the first place, they won't be allowed to enter the army unless they are able to read and write characters. This was also something decided by Hifumi. Honestly, at the time she arrived at Fokalore, Alyssa was in a state of being able to read but her writing was quite disastrous. But thanks to Miyukare teaching her with constant attendance, she reached the point of being able to write quite the beautiful characters. Finishing the check smoothly and signing it to show that, Alyssa returned the documents. "If there is a problem, report it at once to the Lord's mansion..." (Alyssa) Past the soldier, opposite her, Alyssa saw something approaching at an abnormal speed on the highway stretching into the far distance. "Something's coming! Since it might be a monster, everyone get ready for battle! Someone go calling Hifumi-san!" (Alyssa) The soldier, who dashed away after receiving the order, conveyed the instructions to everyone at the gate and they lined up facing towards the highway. A single, young soldier hurried towards the Lord's mansion. Alyssa, standing in front of those soldiers, draws her short sword. "... Eh? That's a platform wagon, right?" (Alyssa) Alyssa, who has the best eyesight in this place, noticed the something, approaching while raising a cloud of dust, to be a well-known vehicle. , sheathing her short sword, she strained her eyes and saw light blue hair fluttering in the wind, of which she had some recollection. Tension travelled through Alyssa's back with a shiver. Turning around in a hurry, she yells at the soldiers at this place, "Contact Hifumi-san right away to wait in the Lord's mansion for further messages! If they encounter each other in this place, it will turn into a disaster!" (Alyssa) Due to Alyssa's face's colour changing, the soldiers began to run with a speed never seen before. Meanwhile the platform wagon ridden by Origa arrived in front of the gate and stopped with a loud sound. "Long time no see, Alyssa." (Origa) "Welcome home, Origa-san." (Alyssa) "Well then, I want you to let me through now." (Origa) Alyssa jumped and clung to the waist of Origa, who got off the platform wagon and tried to go ahead at a quick pace. "W-Wait a moment!" (Alyssa) "Get away. From now on I will have a match* betting my life." (Origa) "Before you have that match, I think there's something you have to do!" (Alyssa) Origa, who was dragging along Alyssa as she walked, stopped her feet at those words. "Something to do? Certainly you don't want to tell me to have a match competing over Hifumi-sama, do you?" (Origa) Alyssa doesn't falter even as she is glared at by Origa, who is grasping the closed iron-ribbed fan tightly. The truly angry Origa is known for letting violence, instead of words, speak. "No, no, it's something else! Before you go to Hifumi-san's place, isn't it necessary to prepare for the sake of your battle? The current Origa has her hair unkempt and ruffled and her face covered in dust. Even your clothes..." (Alyssa) Origa, looking down on her robe covered in dirt, vigorously apologized noticing her own mistake. "E-Excuse me! Thank you for telling me!" (Origa) "It's fine. I'm a woman as well. It's not like I don't understand Origa-san's feelings either." (Alyssa) , Alyssa clenched her fist imposingly within her mind. "If I successfully become Hifumi-sama's bride, I will recommend your case to Hifumi as well. Well then, before appearing in front of Hifumi, I will go back to my room." (Origa) "Yea. Don't be in a hurry and take it easy. Hifumi-san should be in his own office." (Alyssa) "Many thanks", Origa went away in good humour. The soldiers, who returned together with Origa and were left behind afterwards, are sitting down in some place right after entering into the city feeling worn-out. "U~~mm... Anyway, good work. Since you will have holidays for a while, rest up slowly, okay?" (Alyssa) "T-Thank you very much." The soldiers, who felt like having been rescued from something, shed tears and line up words of gratitude towards Alyssa. Maintaining the public order is difficult
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144.Psychosocial ๅพ€ใ€…ใซใ—ใฆใ€ไบบใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใŒไป–ไบบใฎๆƒณๅƒใ‚„้ก˜ๆœ›ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆˆใ‚‹ในใใฏๆˆใ‚‰ใšๆˆใ‚‰ใ–ใ‚‹ในใใŒๆˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏ่ชฐใ‹ใฎ้ก˜ๆœ›ใŒๅค–ใ‚ŒใŸใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅคšใใฎ็‰ฉไบ‹ใจๅŒๆง˜ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๆŒ‡็คบ(ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏ้ก˜ใ„)ใ‚‚็ฉบใ—ใ็„ก้ง„ใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰้จ’ใŒใ—ใใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใฃใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“......ใ€ ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆฐ็€ไบˆๅฎšใฎๆด่ปๆœฌ้šŠใฎๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆบ–ๅ‚™ใงๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŸใกใฎๆกˆๅ†…ๅฝนใ‚’ๅ‹™ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไบˆๅ‚™ใซ็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆฅๅฎข็”จใฎๅคฉๅน•ใธใจๅ…ˆๅฐŽใ™ใ‚‹้€”ไธญใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใง่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใŸ่ท็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใฐใฃใŸใ‚Šๅ‡บไผšใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŸใกใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใใ‚Œใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Šถๆณใซใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใˆใฃใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ไฝœๆˆฆใŒๆฑบใพใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ใใ‚Œใจใ€ใใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใฏ......ใพใ‚ใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใซใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจ็ฃไบบๆ—ใŸใกใŒๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅพŒใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š่€ƒใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใ™ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใ‹ๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้’ใ–ใ‚ใฆๆฑ—ใ ใใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŸใกใฏ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ˜ใ‚ใพใ—ใฆใ€‚ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใงใ™ใ€‚่’้‡Žใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ€ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใฎใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ”ไธๅฏงใซใ€‚็งใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ไธปใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฆปใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€่ฒดๅฅณใฏใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎๅฅฅๆง˜ใชใฎใงใ™ใญ! ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธ่กŒใใŸใใฆใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงๆฅใŸใ‚“ใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€่’้‡Žใงๅคซใซ่ณผๅ…ฅใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใใซ่งฃๆ”พใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅญฆใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ†ใˆใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ…จใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹็’ฐๅขƒใพใง......ไฝ•ใ‹ๆฉ่ฟ”ใ—ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใใฆใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใซใŠไผšใ„ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ฒใ‚นใƒˆใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅคฉๅน•ใฎไธญใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๆ‰‹ใšใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด…่Œถใจใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ็‰นๆ€งใฎ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ใŠ่Œถใ†ใ‘ใซใ€ๅ’Œใ‚„ใ‹ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใงไผš่ฉฑใฏๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ฃไบบๆ—็”ทๆ€ง้™ฃใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฆปใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ็พŽใ—ใ•ใซๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใจใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่ฉฑใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใธๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซ่กŒใในใใ‹ใจใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใŸใŒใ€ๅ…ˆใซใ“ใฎไผš่ซ‡ใฎ็ตๆžœใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฎใ“ใจใจใ—ใŸใ€‚่ฉฑใฎๆตใ‚Œๆฌก็ฌฌใงใฏใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‰ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆณฃใใŸใ„ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใง็ด…่Œถใ‚’ไธ€ๅฃ้ฃฒใ‚€ใ€‚ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใงใ‚ˆใ„่Œถ่‘‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่จ€ใฃใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใช็”˜ใฟใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ€็งใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซไผšใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅŒ่กŒใ—ใฆๆฅใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚็ง่‡ช่บซใ€ใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎๅดใงใŠไป•ใˆใ—ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ไธ‡ไธ€ใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ“ใฎ่บซใ‚’็›พใซใ—ใฆใงใ‚‚ใŠๅฎˆใ‚Šใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ็ด…่Œถใฎๅ‘ณใ‚’็ขบใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒๅฟ…ๆญปใซ้ ผใฟ่พผใ‚€ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจใปใป็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธปไบบใฎใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆญ“่ฟŽใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ไธ€ใคใ ใ‘็ŸฅใฃใฆใŠใในใไบ‹ใจใ€ๅฎˆใฃใฆใปใ—ใ„ๆกไปถใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ็ŸฅใฃใฆใŠใในใใ“ใจใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒ็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚......่ฒดๅฅณใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’็ตถใ‚„ใ™ใ“ใจใชใๅ›ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง่ถฃๅ‘ณใ‚’่žใใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ปฝใ„่ชฟๅญใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆœ€็ต‚ๅฏฉๅ•ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้‡ใฟใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚......ใ€ ใใฎ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ€‚้ฃ„ใ€…ใจใ—ใฆ่ปฝๅฆ™ใซใ€ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฏ›ใปใฉใ‚‚่บŠ่บ‡ใ—ใชใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ้‡ใญใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใฃใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ็ตถๅฅใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใฏๅ›บใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€่จ“็ทดใ—ใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅœงๅŠ›ใŒๅนพๅˆ†ใ‹ๅ’Œใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€็”ทๆ€ง้™ฃใ‚‚็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใฎๆกไปถใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ฐกๅ˜ใชใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ•ใ‚“ใฏไปŠใ€่บซใ‚’ๆŒบใ—ใฆใงใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’ใŠๅฎˆใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ็งใฎๅฝน็›ฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€็งใฎๅ‘ฝใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆถˆใˆใฆใชใใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’่žใๆฐ—ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใฃ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ“ใฎ้™ฃๅœฐใŒ้จ’ใŒใ—ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ™ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใฃ......ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ......ใ€ ใใฎๅพŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใ‚‚้ก”ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŒๆธˆใ‚“ใ ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใงใฏใชใใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใฎ่บซๆŸ„้ ใ‹ใ‚ŠใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้‡่ฆใชใ“ใจใฏใ€ๆ•ตใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใซโ€œ็Ÿฅใ‚‹โ€ใ“ใจใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่žใๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•็ ”็ฉถ่€…ใฎไธ€ไบบใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใจใ„ใ†่‹ฅๆ‰‹ใฎ็”ทใ ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ€้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใจๅ…ฑใซใใฎใพใพๅฎฐ็›ธใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใง่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ‹ใ€่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸใ‹ใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๆœ‰ๅˆฉใชใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใใฎใŸใ‚ใซ็•ชๅ…ตใ‚„ๅทกๅ›žใŒใŠใ‚Šใ€็ฏใ‚Šใฎ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใงๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่ญฆๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ€ใใ„ใคใŒใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ไปŠใฎ็ŠถๆณใฟใŸใ„ใซใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ๅ€‹ไบบใฎ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚่ฅฒๆ’ƒ่€…ใŒใ‚‚ใฃใจๅผฑใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€็•ชๅ…ตใŒๅผทใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟ้‡Ž้ƒŽใ€ ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้ฎใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃฐใซใ€้›ขใ‚Œใฆใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใงไฝœๆฅญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใ‚‚้œ‡ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ€‹ไบบใฎๅผทใ„ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจไธŠใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใซใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆœ‰่ฑก็„ก่ฑกใชใ‚‰โ€œ้ฆฌ้นฟใงใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹โ€ใ‚’ๅŸบๆœฌใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€ ใŸใจใˆใฐใ€ใจใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰้ฉๅฝ“ใช็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใ‚’ๆŠœใๅ–ใ‚Šใ€่ฃ่ฟ”ใ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบŒใคใฎๅ††ใ‚’ๆใใ€ๆŒ‡ใงใฏใ˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ใคใŒๅ‰ฒใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅ€‹ใ‚‚ๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใ‚‹้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚? ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใจ่„†ใใ—ใฆ2็ต„็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝ“็•ชใฎๅฅดใŒ่บซไฝ“ใฎๅ‰ใจๅพŒใซไป˜ใ‘ใฆใŠใใ€‚ใใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใงๅˆๅ›ณใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ๅ‰ใซๅ€’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใŒๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใฆๅปบ็‰ฉใฎไธญใฎๅฅดใซ็•ฐๅธธใŒไผใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ€ ็‰‡ๆ–นใฎๅ††ใซๆ–œ็ทšใ‚’ๅผ•ใใ€ใ‚‚ใ†็‰‡ๆ–นใซร—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ ใ€Œ็‰ฉ็†็š„ใช้˜ฒๅพกใ‚‚ใ ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅŸŽใฎๅก€ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏ็ด ๆ‰‹ใง็™ปใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œๆ™ฎ้€šใฏ็„ก็†ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฐ็ฐกๅ˜ใซใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€็ ดๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ใจใชใ‚‹ใจๅคงใใช้ŸณใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œ้•ใ†ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎไธญใงๅœŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใฎไธ€ไบบใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒ™ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็”ทใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ››ๅใ‚ปใƒณใƒใปใฉใฎๅน…ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใงไฝœใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ไธ€ๆŽดใฟใฎ็Ÿณใ‚’ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ้–“้š”ใงๅก€ใซไฝœใ‚‹ใฎใซใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฒใ€ไธ€ใคใ‚ใŸใ‚Šไธ‰ๅ็ง’ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฎๅก€ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏๆ•ฐๅˆ†ๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๆ‰‹ใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใŸใกใฏใฒใใฒใใจใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๆกใ‚Šใงใฏใ€ๅƒ•ใซใฏใจใฆใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฐใŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰่‡ช่บซใซ็™ปใ‚Œใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ“ใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ‚ใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๆฐ—ใงๅฟœ็”จใจใ‹็”จ้€”ใฎๆ‹กๅคงใจใ‹ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซ้ ญใŒๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆฐดๆตใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๆŽ˜ๅ‰Šใ‚„้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹้ ๆ–นใธใฎไผ้”ใชใฉใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅฟœ็”จใ€ๆžœใฆใฏไผๅฃฐ็ฎกใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸๅปบ็‰ฉๅ†…ใฎ็‰ฉ็†็š„ใช้€ฃ็ตกๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ปใƒณใ‚ตใƒผใฎๆฆ‚ๅฟตใชใฉใซใพใง่ฉฑใฏๅŠใถใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚„็†่ซ–ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใจๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใŸใกใฏ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใๅ–ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ๅคšใใฎ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใใ‚Šใใ‚Šใจๆใ่ฝๆ›ธใใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ......ไปŠๆ›ดใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆทฑๅคœใพใง็ถšใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฌ›็พฉใŒไธ€ๆฎต่ฝใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฏๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹่žใ„ใŸใ€‚ 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ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ€ใใ“ใพใงๆ€ฅใๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใซๅŒ่ชฟใ—ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆ…Ž้‡่ซ–ใŒๅ‡บใŸใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ ‘ใจใ—ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’็ธฆใซๆŒฏใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ€ฅใๅฟ…่ฆใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไธ€ใคใฏใ€้•ทๅผ•ใ‘ใฐใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆ“ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใซไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅ‹•ๅ‘ใงใ™ใ€ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‰ๅๅฟœใ›ใšใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใชใฎใŒใ€้€†ใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใชใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๆ–น้ขใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏ้žๅธธใซ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒๅ‹•ใ‘ใฐไธ€ใงๆธˆใ‚€็Š ็‰ฒใŒๅใซใ‚‚็™พใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚Šใ‹ใญใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใงใ™ใŒใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใฎ็Š ็‰ฒใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ้™›ไธ‹ใŒๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใฏใ€ใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ๅฟตใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎไธๅฎ‰ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใใ“ใพใงๆฅฝ่ฆณ่ฆ–ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€ ใใ‚“ใช้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ€ใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๅŒๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚‚ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใ‚‚ใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒโ€œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใซ็Š ็‰ฒใŒใงใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งโ€ใ‚’ๅฆๅฎšใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตๅคซไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌๆง˜ใ‚‚ใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐดใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใง็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ไธปไบบใฎๅฏ›ๅฎนใ‚„ๅŠฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœŸๅพ…ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆจใฆใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใจใ—ใ‹ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏไธปไบบใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜่€ƒใˆใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใฎ็‚นใ€้™›ไธ‹ใฎใŠ่€ƒใˆใฏ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๆ”ปๅฎˆใฉใกใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ๆœ‰ๅˆฉใซใชใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅ‹‡ๆ•ขใซใ‚‚ใใฎ้šŠๅˆ—ใ‚’่‡ชใ‚‰็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฑ้™บใซๆ™’ใ™ใฎใซใ€ไธ€ไบบๅฎ‰ๅ…จใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใงๅฏ›ใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่€…ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ๅๅฏพๆ„่ฆ‹ใŒ็ถšๅ‡บใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆŠ‘ใˆ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใ€ใ„ใ‹ใŒใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......็งใซใฏๅๅฏพใฎไป•ๆง˜ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไปŠใฎ็งใซใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๆญคๅบฆใฎไปถใ€่ฝ็€ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๆœ€ๅคง็ดšใฎๅพก็คผใ‚’ใŠ้€ใ‚Šใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๆญใ—ใ็คผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ทนๆšใซ้ ทใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅงฟใซๆญฃใ—ใ็Ž‹ใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€่‡ช็„ถใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆ็คผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใซใ‚‚ใ”ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๅพกๅ†—่ซ‡ใ‚’ใ€‚ๅคšใใฎๅ›ฝ่ปๅ…ตใŒใ“ใ“ใซ้›†ใพใฃใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚ๅฏกๅ…ตใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„็งใŸใกใงใฏใ€ไฝ•ใฎใŠๅฝนใซใ‚‚็ซ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒ?ใ€ ๅ†ท็ฌ‘ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏไธ€ๆญฉใ‚‚ๅผ•ใ‹ใšใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใง่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ†—่ซ‡ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒๅ…ตๅฃซใซๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใฎๅฏพๅฟœใŒใงใใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ€‚ๆ•ฐใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใ‚’ใŠๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅคงๅˆ‡ใ‹ใ‚’ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰โ€œ็›ดๆŽฅโ€ๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚Œใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใงๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€ใจใใฃใฑใ‚Šๅฆๅฎšใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸโ€œๅฎฟ้กŒโ€ใชใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ไป–ไบบใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅ‰Šใฃใฆใงใ‚‚่จผๆ˜Žใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ็ญ”ใˆใชใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚่กŒใใพใ™!ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šๅฎฃ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚„ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚‚ๅŒ่ชฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็ญ”ใˆใšใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎไบ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๅˆคๆ–ญใ‚’ไปปใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€็ฃไบบใฎๆ–นใ€…ใ‚‚ใŠ้€ฃใ‚Œใ—ใฆใ€้™›ไธ‹ใซๆœ€ๅคง้™ใฎใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ‚’็ด„ๆŸใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€‚......ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎ็ด ไบบใŒใ€ใฉใ“ใพใงใงใใ‚‹ใ‹่ฟ‘ใใง่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€ŒใŸใ ๆฎบใ™ใ ใ‘ใŒๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ๆ–นใงใฏ็„กใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€็Ž‹ใจใ—ใฆ้€†ใซๆ•™ใˆใฆใ•ใ—ใ‚ใ’ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒ”ใƒชใƒ”ใƒชใจใ—ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใฎใชใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅฃใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใถใ…ใถใ…่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅƒ•ใŒ่ปใฎ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ ใใฎๅพŒใ€ๅ‡บ็™บใ‚’็ฟŒๆ—ฅใจๅฎšใ‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๆญดๅฒไธŠใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆๅฅณ็Ž‹ใŒ็›ดๆŽฅๆŒ‡ๆฎใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆˆฆใ„ใŒใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹ๅ€‹ไบบใฎๆ„ๅœฐใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 144: Psychosocial From time to time a person's actions are incapable of being in line with the aspirations and imaginations of another person. What should or should not happen in the end goes no further than being disconnected from someone's wishes. It's the same with many things. Imeraria's order (or wish) also ended up being futile and in vain. "It became somewhat noisy. Did something happen, Sabnak-san?" (Imeraria) "Uuh, Origa-san..." (Sabnak) Sabnak served as host of Viine and the others instead of Vaiya who was busy with the preparations for the planned arrival of the reinforcement's main forces from behind. On the way leading them to the tents for visitors, which were prepared from the spares, they ended up suddenly coming across Origa who carried baggage she bought in Munster. Viine's group, who doesn't know about Origa, turns their looks towards Sabnak in search of an explanation as no one understands the beautiful girl who appeared in front of their eyes. However, Sabnak isn't in a situation where he can respond to that. "U-Umm..." "Did you decide on some strategy? And, the people over there are... well, beastmen and an elf? It's the first time I'm seeing either, but what's wrong?" (Origa) Sabnak had not come up with even a bit of explanation in the case that Origa got in touch with the beastmen. Since he had wanted to ponder on it slowly later on, he had yet to determine if he will try to bounce opinions off of Imeraria to obtain a fine-tuned integrated whole Being abandoned by Sabnak who became pale while dripping sweat, Viine's group bowed. "Nice to meet you. I'm the rabbit beastman Viine. I came from the slums of Swordland on the other side of the wastelands." "Oh, how very polite. I'm the wife of Fokalore's feudal lord Earl Tohno, Origa." "Ah, you are master's madam! Wanting to go to master's place, I came to this place!" (Viine) "I see, you were bought by my husband in the wastelands?" (Origa) "Yes, I was immediately released after that, in addition to that I received education and an environment where I could live safely... wanting to return this favour somehow, I thought that I should meet with master." (Viine) Inside a guest tent a conversation began in a harmonious atmosphere by the guests receiving black tea personally served by Origa, and Caim's special baked sweets. The males of the beastmen admire Hifumi's wife, Origa, as a beauty. Puuse and Viine talk about the events up till now. Sabnak pondered whether he should go inform Imeraria, but decided to confirm the outcome of this conversation first. He takes a sip of black tea while feeling like crying. Just as said by Origa, who discovered the fine tea leaves in Munster, it has a refreshing sweetness. "S-So, I accompanied Viine-san to make it possible for her to meet with Hifumi-san. There's something I want to talk about as well." "I believe that I want to serve at master's side, if possible. I also reached the point of being able to use magic after keeping at it. I will take care of him and even use this body as a shield in an emergency." (Viine) Origa, who emptied the cup slowly in order to make sure of the black tea's flavour, watched Viine pleading desperately and smiled sweetly. "If you are saying that you will be able to serve as maid of my husband, of Hifumi-sama, I will welcome that. However, there's one thing you should know. And that's a condition I want you to honour." (Origa) "What you should know is what Hifumi-sama is aiming for. ... You, do you have the resolve to kill someone else for Hifumi-sama?" (Origa) Whispering that while still smiling, it's said in a light tune completely as if asking someone about their hobby while bearing a weight similar to a final trial. "Kil-..." (Puuse) That mood. The mood of not hesitating even a little about stealing life, lightly and easily as if fluttering in the wind. Puuse, who sensed in Origa once more what she had felt in Hifumi, became speechless. However, Viine's resolve is firm. "There's no problem. I decided to practise for that reason." (Viine) Feeling that the pressure from Origa has calmed down somewhat, even the male group, who was tense, dropped their shoulders. "Umm, What's this one other condition?" (Viine) "That's simple. Viine-san, you just said that you will take care of Hifumi-sama by even sacrificing your body, didn't you?" (Origa) "Yes, of course." (Viine) "That's my duty. Please do so once my life has been extinguished for the sake of Hifumi-sama, if you are going to do it." (Origa) With Origa showing any signs of listening to a reply, she faced Sabnak once she finished declaring that. "Sabnak-san." (Origa) "Y-Yes!" (Sabnak) "So, can I have you tell me the reason why this encampment has become this noisy?" (Origa) "Uuh... I got it..." (Sabnak) After that, the beastmen, who finished meeting with Alyssa as well, were taken charge of by a person from Fokalore and not from Imeraria's side. faster than your enemy does", Hifumi explains. The one who listens attentively is a magic researcher of Horant, a young man called Gaap. Having been summoned to the room of Horant's Prime Minister Kuzemu, he listens to the conversation in the prime ministers office alongside assistants he brought along. "How and where will the opponent enter? Did they get close? What equipment are they using? You probably understand that it's advantageous even if you only know those things in advance." (Hifumi) "Yes. However, there are sentries and patrols for that reason. They are guarding while checking the vicinity with a magic light tool." (Gaap) "Then that means it will be over once they are done in. Just like the current situation." (Hifumi) "That is... something called individual ability. There won't be any problem if the sentries are stronger or if the assailant is a lot weaker." (Gaap) "You idiot." (Hifumi) Due to the voice of Hifumi, who interrupted Gaap's words, even Kuzemu, who is working at a separate desk, trembled. "You have to consider it from much higher level than individual strength. Basically think of it as "something even an idiot can do" in case of the masses." (Hifumi) "For example", he pulls out a suitable parchment from Kuzemu's desk and flips it over. Drawing two circles, he flicked it with a finger. "There were magic tools where one is broken if its counterpart is destroyed, right? Making it more fragile and preparing two of them, You install one of them at the front of the body of the guy on duty. By doing that, even if the wearer got defeated by something before sending a signal, those inside the building would be informed of the abnormality by the counterpart breaking." (Hifumi) Drawing a diagonal line through one of the circles, he added an X-mark to the other one. "I-Indeed." (Gaap) "It's the same with physical defence. If it's the walls of this castle, I can climb them barehanded." (Hifumi) "Normally that's impossible." (Gaap) "But, aren't you able to accomplish that easily if magic is used?" (Hifumi) "Nevertheless, if it's disrupted, a loud sound will..." (Gaap) "It's something else. Is there anyone amongst you who can use earth magic?" (Hifumi) One of the assistants raises their hand due to Hifumi's question. Facing that man, Hifumi made a gap of around 40 cm with his hands and showed him. "Then, how long will it take for a soldier to create a hand-sized stone of this size?" (Hifumi) "I-If it's one per soldier, as much as 30 seconds." "In that case, at least the soldiers of this place will be able to have them on hand if they have several minutes of time, right?" (Hifumi) Due to the words he finished saying, the assistants whisper amongst themselves. "However, to hold one of that level, for me that's very..." "Who told you guys to go up there yourselves? It will be fine if that's done by the soldiers, won't it?" (Hifumi) "Ah", due to Gaap having such expression, Hifumi was seriously troubled. "Do you really don't think about such things as application or amplification of utility?" (Hifumi) From then on Hifumi extends his explanation to things like magic application for long distance communication with wind magic and excavation with water currents, on top of that physical communication methods inside a building which used speaking tubes and the general concept of sensors. Although it was sudden, Gaap and his assistants asked many questions while trying to comprehend the very interesting theories and techniques. They stared with high concentration at the scribbles drawn with by Hifumi. "Umm... I know it's kind of late for that, but why is it acceptable for you to teach us these things?" (Gaap) At the moment the lecture, which had continued until late at night, reached a point where they could take a pause, Gaap asked that timidly. "Ah, so, in a few days, Orsongrande's army will probably come here. If aren't prepared, it will be one-sided, I guess. Then it won't very interesting." (Hifumi) Just like a rust-eaten machine, Gaap turned around and Kuzemu nodded as if having given up. And then, a few hours later, a messenger letting them know about the situation at the border arrives. Adolameruk rushes into all-night defence preparations. While many people were driven into preparing under Gaap's instructions, Hifumi vanished before they realized. "Nelgal-sama, I will make use of you as a shield in the operation this time." (Imeraria) Imeraria, Nelgal, Sabnak, Biron, Vaiya, Alyssa, Origa and the beastmen came together at the war council's location. Origa and of course the beastmen as well weren't originally scheduled to participate, but since Origa declared [I will come along, too] and seeing that she is Alyssa's superior, the reason for not having the rest join vanished. It was beyond their power to tell anyone to take their leave as Origa brought them along. Due to them becoming irregular council members, it turned into a wait-and-see situation while everyone greeted and mingled with each other for a while, however due to the declaration of Imeraria who suddenly got down to business everyone was surprised. "... I'd like to be told about Your Majesty's intention in detail." (Nelgal) Stopping a guard, who stood in the back trying to file a protest, Nelgal asks Imeraria. "On the occasion of the current invasion of Horant, we will advance the troops towards the capital city Adolameruk in one go. We will have them take only a minimum amount of breaks and on top of that take the largest war potential we can currently move." (Imeraria) "Won't it turn into serious damage for your and my country in that case? If I enter Horant, it will possible to use me as a restraint against the soldiers. Won't it be possible to solve the situation with only that much?" (Nelgal) Sabnak and the others expressed their thoughts of approval by nodding towards Nelgal's opinion. However, Origa stays silent and Alyssa follows her in that as well. "And what will we do if you went missing on the way towards the capital, Nelgal-sama?" (Imeraria)magic "I'm not well-informed about the person who is steering the current Horant, but is your return beneficial for that person, Nelgal-sama? Even if you returned to the royal castle for argument's sake, he will be able to seize the power just like they have now by just acting as if you haven't returned yet and spreading "he has gone missing" before many people become aware of your arrival." (Imeraria) Listening to Imeraria's argument's Nelgal muttered "I give up." "It's just as said by Her Majesty. While it's disgraceful, the current man in power within the military of my country... is very likely Prime Minister Kuzemu. I don't know whether there are spies who were slipped in by him." (Nelgal) "Therefore this is also a method to widely spread the news to the masses that you returned before reaching the capital, Nelgal-sama. Being informed boldly and flashily about your return is also a means to hinder assassins who dislike public attention. That's also the reason for taking many defensive forces along." (Imeraria) "A large army for standing out and not as war potential... you say? Though that's what you are saying, it can be considered as daring strategy that doesn't suit its appearance." "... It's just a young girl being desperate to recover her lost points." (Imeraria) Imeraria's murmuring wasn't even heard by anyone, but there was no one who would react to that either. "However it's also an extremely dangerous plan, too." (Biron) Biron opened his mouth. "The enemy side... although they would be the ones doing it, we have to also consider the possibility of them coming to crush us with force while deliberately ignoring Nelgal-sama being on our side." (Biron) "Besides, is it necessary to hurry this much?" Agreeing with Biron, Sabnak proposed a conservative theory, but Imeraria doesn't nod her head stubbornly. "It's indispensable to make haste. For one the person, who is pulling the strings in Horant, will be allowed some margin accordingly if we drag it out. And then there are Hifumi-sama's movements." (Imeraria) She sends a fleeting glance at Origa, however she shows a smile without reacting in any way whatsoever. Although it's no more than that, there are parts which worry Imeraria in reverse though. "The probability for that gentleman to be in Horant is very high. If that man makes a move, the sacrifices, which usually would finish with one, will end up turning into 10 or 100." "... However, aren't those victims on our Horant's side?" (Nelgal) "It's not something Your Majesty has to mind", Nelgal says uneasily. "I have to disappoint you though." (Imeraria) Imeraria shook her head towards Nelgal's anxiety. "I'm unable to regard it this optimistically." (Imeraria) "Such foolishness", Nelgal searched for approval in the surroundings, but Sabnak, Vaiya, Biron and no one else denies the "possibility of victims appearing on Orsongrande's side due to Hifumi." "I-Isn't Origa-sama, who is Earl Tohno's wife, here as well?" (Nelgal) "Oh my, thank you for worrying about me." (Origa) Being addressed by Nelgal, Origa replied with a smile. "However, I'm afraid to tell you that from the beginning of my husband's generosity and support I haven't accepted anything except being a target for elimination as apparently expected. I believe my husband harbours the same thoughts as well. In that aspect Her Majesty's thinking is splendid. It's a method that is beneficial towards both, offence and defence. And she will be able to lead the files and ranks heroically by herself as well, right?" (Origa) "Of course. A person who relaxes in a safe place by herself while exposing Nelgal-sama's life to danger, shouldn't be able to become an opponent as desired by Hifumi-sama either." (Imeraria) Dissenting opinions appeared one after the other, but Imeraria shut up her opponents. "How about it, Nelgal-sama?" (Imeraria) "... It can't be helped that I'm against it. The current me is nothing, but in the current matter I shall give you my highest gratitude once things settled down." (Nelgal) Due to Nelgal bowing respectfully after standing up, Imeraria nodded generously. Sabnak, who regarded this as correct behaviour of a ruler, naturally bows after standing up as well. "And, Origa-san and Alyssa-san, I'd like to ask you for the cooperation of Fokalore's soldiers." (Imeraria) "You are jesting. Haven't many of the royal army's forces been gathered here? What kind of role do you plan to assign to us who are no more than a small army force?" (Origa) Imeraria returns a smile, without retreating even a bit, towards Origa who looks at her coldly and says that while laughing scornfully. "It's no joke. This is also something I was taught by Hifumi-sama. Origa-san and Alyss-san, you, who understand Hifumi-sama well, and the soldiers of Fokalore who are able to deal with situation after being coached by Hifumi-sama as soldiers. It's not about numbers. I want to borrow your knowledge. The things you know. How important that is, I was taught "I-Is that something to oppose Hifumi-san?" (Puuse) When Puuse asked with a trembling voice, Imeraria clearly denied that with a [No] . "This is the "homework" I risked my life to obtain. Even if cut down the lives of other, I have to prove it. That's my answer." (Imeraria) "I will go as well!" (Viine) Once Viine declares that after standing up, Gengu and Malfas agree with her, too. Due to those words, Imeraria looks at Origa without answering. That's because she has entrusted the decisions about them to Fokalore. "If it's about this, I will have all of you beastmen promise to help Her Majesty to the best of your abilities. You are amateurs at war, but I'd like you to show me how much you are able to do nearby." (Origa) "However, as sovereign, I will conversely teach you that you can not end a war just by killing." (Imeraria) In the middle of the tingling mood, only Alyssa said "Buu buu" while pouting. "I'm the one in charge of the forces though." (Alyssa) After deciding that the departure would be the next day, the battle, which will be the first directly led by a queen in Orsongrande's history, was triggered by obstinacy of the queen herself.
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ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎ็œผๅ‰ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“่ฟ‘ใฅใใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใฏใ€ๅคง้–€ใŒ้–‹ใ‘ๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใฆ่ก—ใฎไธญใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใใ“ใซใฏใ€ไบบใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚้–€ใฎๅค–ใ‚‚ใ€ไธญใ‚‚ใ€่ก—ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๆœ€ๅˆใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅ…ˆ้ ญใซใ„ใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ถšใ„ใฆใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚่ก—ใฎ็•ฐๅธธใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ€้šŠ้•ท!ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†!?ใ€ ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ็Œ›็ƒˆใชๅ‹ขใ„ใงใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒ่ฟฝใ„็ซ‹ใฆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅœŸ็…™ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซ่ฟซใฃใฆใใ‚‹็œŸ้ก”ใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใŒใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใซใฏใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธ€ๅฑคๆใ‚ใ—ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใพใพ่ก—ใธ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚€ใฎใฏๆ‚ชๆ‰‹ใ ใ€‚่ก—ใŒ่’ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใใฎๆ™‚็‚นใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅคฑ็‚นใฏ่ฆ†ใ—้›ฃใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ขซๅฎณใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใจใชใ‚Œใฐ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ตใฏๅ…จๅ“กใ€่ก—ใซใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใๆฌก็ฌฌใ€ไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šๅทฆๅณใซๅˆฅใ‚Œใฆๆ•ตใ‚’ๆŒŸๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹! ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏ่ก—ใฎ้–€ใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใ€ๆŒŸๆ’ƒไฝœๆˆฆใฎ้–“ใ€้–€ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆๆ•ตใ‚’่ถณๆญขใ‚ใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚Šใ€ไบ†่งฃใ—ใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€่ก—ใฎ้–€ใฏใ™ใ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใ ใ€‚ ๅ…ตใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆฎใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝน็›ฎใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒๅทฆๅณใธใจๅˆฅใ‚Œใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใ„ใใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒใใ‚Œใซ้‡ฃใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใŒใ€ๅคงๅคšๆ•ฐใฏใพใฃใ™ใใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใธใจ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้–‰ใ‚ใ‚! ๆ—ฉใ!ใ€ ๆ€’้ณดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใ€‚ ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏ่ปขใ’่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฆฌใ‚’้™ใ‚Šใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซ้–€ใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใ€้–‚ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ•ฐ็žฌใฎๅพŒใ€ๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„ๆœจ่ฃฝใฎ้–€ใ‚’ๅฉใ้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€ๆ›ดใซๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆŒŸๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใŸใกใฎๅฃฐใจใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใŒๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€‚ ไธ€ๆžšใฎๆ‰‰ใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซใ‚ใ‚‹็‹‚้จ’ใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏ้ฆฌใ‚’้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ€‚ (่ก—ใ‚’ๆ”พๆฃ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹!) ็ญ–ใŒๆˆใ‚‰ใšใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใซ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ๅ…ˆใฏใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝๅดใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃๆ–น้ขใ€‚ ้œžใ‚“ใง่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹้“ใฎๅ…ˆใซใ‚‚ใ€่ก—ใฎไฝไบบใฏ่ฆ‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ตถๅฏพใซๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใž! ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Šๆฝฐใ—ใŸๆฌกใฏใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใฎ็•ชใ !ใ€ ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝๆ–น้ขๅ‡บๅฃ่ฟ‘ใใ€‚้ฟ้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹ไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใฎๆœ€ๅพŒๅฐพใซใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใฏๅฑ…ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€ๅฑ้™บใชใฎใง้›†ๅ›ฃใฎไธญๅคฎไป˜่ฟ‘ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซ่„ฑๅ‡บใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใ‚’่ชฌๅพ—ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฏ่ญฒใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅฆปใจๅญไพ›ใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใ‹ใ›ใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณ่‡ช่บซใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŸใก็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจๅ…ฑใซๆฎฟใ‚’ๅ‹™ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซ้Žงใ‚’็€ใ‚‹ใจใ€้•ๅ’Œๆ„ŸใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใญใ€ ้ฆฌใซไน—ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใ ใ—ใ€ใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณ่‡ช่บซใฏใฎใ‚“ใใชๆง˜ๅญใ ใŒใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตใŒ้ฆฌไธŠใฎใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚Šใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไผไปคใŒใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็พฉๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใซๆ•ต่ปใŒๆฅใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆ•ต่ปใญใ€‚ใพใจใ‚ใฆใใ†ๅ‘ผในใฐๆฅฝใ ใญใ€ ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ๅˆใ†้ŸณใŒ้ ใใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏ็ฉบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆๆ€ๆกˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰็Ž‹้ƒฝๆ–น้ขใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†่ทฏไธŠใงใ€ใ†ใพใใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใจๅˆๆตใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆฅฝใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ่ก—ใฎไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใฏๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹่ก—ใซ็–Ž้–‹ใ—ใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌๆˆปใ™ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใซ่ฟ‘ใ„่ก—ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏๆ—ฅ้ ƒใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ™ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅพนๅบ•ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ“ใฎ็ญ–ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ๆ—ฅใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฝๆฐ‘ใซใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Š่ฒ ๆ‹…ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใŒใ€ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๅ‰ฒใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฎๅ‹ใกใฏ็ขบๅฎšใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๅ‘ณๆ–นใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐ......ใจใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅฟƒใฎไธญใงไป˜ใ‘่ถณใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€่ชฐใ‹่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹!ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎๅŒๅƒš้จŽๅฃซใŒใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰้ฆฌใ‚’้™ใ‚Šใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็พฉๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๆ•ตใ‹ๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚‚้ฆฌใ‚’้™ใ‚Šใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€‚ (ๅ‰ฃ่ก“ใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅพ—ๆ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„) ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’้š ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆณจๆ„ๆทฑใๆง‹ใˆใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒ่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆงใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅฝผใซ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้šŠๅ“กใŸใกใจใ€็Ž‹ๅญใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฎๅงฟใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„็”ทใŒไธ€ไบบใ€็Ž‹ๅญใฎๆจชใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซ้šŠ้•ทใซ......ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚น็Ž‹ๅญ?!ใ€ ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใŒ้ฉšใใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๆ•ฐ็ง’ใ€่จ˜ๆ†ถใ‚’่พฟใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๆง‹ใˆใ‚’่งฃใใช! ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใงๆ“ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ?ใ€ ไธ€็žฌๅˆคๆ–ญใŒ้…ใ‚ŒใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฎไธ€ไบบใ‚’ใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎๆงใŒ่ฒซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้€”็ซฏใซไนฑๆˆฆใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบ’ใ„ใฎ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏใปใผๅŒๆ•ฐใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไป–ใฎ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๅ“กใ‚„ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎ้ ˜ๅ…ตใŒๅฟœๆดใซ้ง†ใ‘ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใพใงๆŒใกๅ ชใˆใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŸใกใ ใŒใ€ๆƒณๅฎšๅค–ใฎ่‹ฆๆˆฆใ‚’ๅผทใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ€็‰‡่…•ใŒ็„กใใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ€Œๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใซใ‚ใฃใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ ใ€่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆ่‡ดๅ‘ฝๅ‚ทใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚!ใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใง่‹ฅๅนฒๅ‹•ใใŒ้ˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ ใŒใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅผทๆ•ตใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆใผใใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏ่ฒดๆ–นใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใคใฎใฏใ€ๆงใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ็›ฎใฏ่ฆ–็‚นใŒๅฎšใพใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„็‹‚ไบบใฎใใ‚Œใ ใŒใ€ๅจๅœงๆ„Ÿใฏๅฐ‹ๅธธใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ (ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆญปใฌใฎใ‹ใช......) ๆฌกใ€…ใจ็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆงใฏใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใซ่ฆ‹ใŸๆŠ€้‡ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ๅŠฃใฃใฆใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ‹ใ‚ใ™ใฎใŒใ‚„ใฃใจใฎ้€Ÿๅบฆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่†‚ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅฐ‹ๅธธใงใฏใชใใ€็ชใใ‚’ๅ‰ฃใฎ่…นใงๆญขใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใŸใŸใ‚‰ใ‚’่ธใ‚€ใปใฉๆŠผใ—่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ่‚ฉใงๆฏใ‚’ใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏๅนณ็„ถใจๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šๆ’ƒ้€€ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅŒ–็‰ฉ......ใ†ใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ็ช็„ถ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆไบŒๆญฉใ€ไธ‰ๆญฉใจๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใŒ่ฟซใ‚Šใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆๆจชใซ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎใ™ใๆจชใ‚’ใ€ๆงใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใŒ้€šใ‚Šใ™ใŽใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใถใฃใ‚ใถใฃ......ใ€ ้€™ใ€…ใฎไฝ“ใงใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰่ท้›ขใ‚’ใจใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใ€ไธๆบ€ใ’ใชๅฃฐใŒใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใŒๅŒ–็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ๆง็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ใจ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚ใ€ๅ‰ใซใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๅฃฐใฎไธปใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ป’้ซช้ป’็›ฎใง็›ฎใคใใฎ้‹ญใ„้’ๅนดใŒใ€็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใฎๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใชๆœใ‚’็€ใฆใ€่…ฐใซๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸ้Ž–้ŽŒใฎๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใใ‚‹ใจๅ›žใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใšใ„ใฃใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“? ใ„ใใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆ—ฉใ™ใŽ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใฏไฟบใฎ็ฒ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ใƒใƒณใ‚ฟใƒฉใ‚„ใฃใฆใฆๅ–ใ‚Š้€ƒใ—ใŸใ‚‰......ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ?ใ€ ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎๆง˜ๅญใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆญฃๆฐ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚‰ใ‚“็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใฃใŸใชใใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๆง‹ใ‚ใšใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎๆงใŒ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๅซใถใพใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไฝ“ใ‚’ๆจชใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๅŠ่บซใฎๅฝขใง้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆงใฎๅผ•ใ้š›ใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ๅˆƒใ‚‚ใ€้Ž–ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆไฝ“ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ›ดใซ็ชใ่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎ่…นใ‚’ๅ‰่นดใ‚ŠใงๆŠผใ—่พผใ‚“ใง่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ†ใณๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ้ก”้ขใซๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ้ผปใ”ใจ้ก”้ขใฎไธญๅฟƒใ‚’ๅฉใๆฝฐใ•ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏๆงใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ็‰‡็›ฎใฏ็œผ็ชฉใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใ€็›ฎใจ้ผปใจๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคฅใ—ใ„่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ™ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่™šใ—ใ„ใชใใ€‚ๆˆฆใ†็†็”ฑใ‚’ๆŒใŸใชใ„ๅฅดใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใชใ‚“ใžใ€ๆฉŸๆขฐใŒๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ™ๆฃ’ใใ‚Œใจใชใ‚“ใ‚‰ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€ ่จ€่‘‰ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใซใ€ๅฑใชใ’ใชใ็ฉ‚ๅ…ˆใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซใ‚‚ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซๆกใ‚‹้ŽŒใงใ‚ถใ‚ฏใ‚ถใ‚ฏใจใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฏ็—›่ฆšใŒ็„กใ„ใ†ใˆใ€ๆๆ€–ใชใฉใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ‚ทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ‚‚......ใ‚ใ‚Œ?ใ€ ๆฌก็ฌฌใซๅ‹•ใใŒ็ทฉๆ…ขใซใชใ‚‹ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใฃใฆใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ๅฎšไปฅไธŠใฎ่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ่บซไฝ“ใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใŒๅŠนใ‹ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚็—›ใฟใจใ‹ๆๆ€–ใจใ‹ใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ€ ใใฎใใ‚‰ใ„็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ฉฑใ™้–“ใซ่…•ใ‚‚ไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏใ€ใคใ„ใซ่†ใ‚’ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ๅŽ็ดใ—ใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ่…ฐใฎๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎ้Žงใฎๅ‰้ขใ‚’ๅฉใๆ–ฌใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใƒใคใ‘ใŸใ€ ใ‚€ใๅ‡บใ—ใซใชใฃใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅทฆๆ‰‹ใง้ทฒๆŽดใฟใซใ—ใฆใ€็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅผ•ใๅ‰ฅใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่บซไฝ“ใซๅŸ‹ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ฎกใŒๅผ•ใไผธใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใƒ–ใƒใƒ–ใƒใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅƒๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็—™ๆ”ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏใ€็ฎกใŒๅ…จใฆๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅคงใฎๅญ—ใซใชใฃใฆไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†......ใ€ ใ€Œๆญฃๆฐ—ใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ ๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใŸใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏใ€ๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใซๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใฏ......! 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ๅ…จๅ“ก้€ƒใ’ใ‚ใ‰ใŠใŠ!ใ€ ๆˆฆใ„ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใŒๆฎบๅฎณใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใฆ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ๆๆ€–ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใ„ๆฎบไบบไบบๅฝขใจๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ‚’่ปฝใใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€ๆ…‹ใ€…ๆญฃๆฐ—ใซๆˆปใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎบใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ็•ฐๅธธใจใ—ใ‹ๆ€ใˆใชใ„่กŒๅ‹•ใซใ€ๅผทใ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ„ใ†ไบบ้–“ใฎ็‹‚ๆฐ—ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏๆๆ€–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‚’ใ„ใ„ใ“ใจใซใ€้€™ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆˆฆๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใตใใ‚‰ใฏใŽใซๆฟ€็—›ใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใฎ็—›ใฟใซ่ปขใŒใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆถ™็›ฎใง่ถณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅๅญ—ๅž‹ใฎ้‡‘ๅฑžใŒ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎ็—›ใฟใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใšใซใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒ–ใƒฉใซไธ€ไบบใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่ฟฝใ„ใคใ„ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰......ใ“ใฎๅนธ้‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใชใใฆใฏใ€ ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅณๆ‰‹ใซใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ ใ€‚ ่‰ฒ็™ฝใฎ้ก”ใฏ็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ท‘ใฎ็žณใฏๅผทใ„ๆฎบๆ„ใ‚’ไปฅใฆใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใ‚’็จใฟๆฎใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใญใ€ ๅ…‰ๆ „ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไบŒใค็›ฎใฎๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ”พใกใ€็„กๅ‚ทใฎๆ–นใฎ่ถณใซใ‚‚ๅ‚ทใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„็—›ใฟใซๅฃฐใ‚‚ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใ€ๆญฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฐใ‚‹ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใงๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅผ•ใๆŠœใใ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใŸๆœใงๅ‚ทใ‚’็ธ›ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€่ก€ใฏๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใญใ‡ใ‹......ใ“ใ‚“ใช่ถณใซใชใฃใกใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†้‡Žๅž‚ใ‚Œๆญปใฌใ—ใ‹ใญใ‡ใ‘ใฉใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ›ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใฃใจ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใซๆญปใซใฆใ‡ใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ใฟใฃใจใ‚‚ใชใๆณฃใในใใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒใงใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅทฅไฝœๅ“กใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ฟฝๆ’ƒใŒๆฅใชใ„ไบ‹ใซใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็จผใ”ใ†ใจ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œ้ป™ใ‚Œใ€ ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใŒๆณฃใ„ใฆ่จฑใ—ใ‚’ไนžใ†้–“ใซ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€้ขจใฎๅˆƒใง็„กๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒใซ็‰‡่…•ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฒใƒใฒใƒใจๆณฃใๅ–šใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่‚ฉใฎ็ถบ้บ—ใชๅˆ‡ๆ–ญ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚’ๆ’’ใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใฉใ‚Šๆ‰“ใคใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ‚‚่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏใ€ใใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅœฐในใŸใ‚’้€™ใ„ใคใใฐใฃใฆใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆœ›ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใใฎใŒ็›ธๅฟœใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใฟใฃใจใ‚‚ใชใใ€็„กๆง˜ใซใ€ๆƒจใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใๆญปใซใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใใ†ใ—ใฆๅˆใ‚ใฆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎ่กŒ็‚บใ‚’่จฑใ™ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใ€ใพใจใ‚‚ใซ่ฉฑใ‚‚ใงใใšใ€ๅ‚ทใคใ„ใŸ่ถณใ‚’ใ‚‚ใžใ‚‚ใžใจๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆ้€ƒใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใจใ†ใ‚่จ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ่žใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใŸใกใŒๅ—ใ‘ใŸๅฑˆ่พฑใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใซใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆๆฌฒใ—ใใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซๆ‹พใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅนธ้‹ใŒ็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไปŠ้ ƒใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚‚ใŒใใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€่…นใ‚’่ธใฟใคใ‘ใฆๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‡บ่ก€ใงๆ„่ญ˜ใŒๆœฆๆœงใจใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใ€้œžใ‚€่ฆ–็•Œใซๆ˜ ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ€ๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใซๅ›บๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใงๅพฉ่ฎใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚็งใŸใกใฎไป‡ใŒๆญปใซใ‚†ใๆง˜ใ‚’ใ€ ใƒใƒ„ใƒใƒ„ใจใพใ‚‹ใง่ชฐใ‹ใจไผš่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅŠ›ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฎ่ƒธใซๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใ€ๅณๆญปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅผ•ใๆŠœใ„ใŸ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆณฃใ„ใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆถ™ใฎใ‚ใ‘ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซใ‚‚ๅˆคใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใฒใจใคใฎๅพฉ่ฎใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฟƒใŒ่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่ƒธใฎไธญใซ็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚
As they are steadily getting closer to Munster's gate, before Stiffels' eyes the large front gate is left open allowing anyone to see quite well into the city. And in there are no people at all, not outside the gate, not inside and not even on the streets of the city. The first to realize this was Stiffels who was at the head of the troops. Following after him, the knights noticed the abnormality of the city as well. "C-Captain!" (Knight) "What will we do now!?" (Knight) They are pressed with intense force by the soldiers from Horant from the back. As it is a serious looking mass urging closer with their weapons in their hands, Stiffels appeared to be even more frightened. Stiffels takes the situation into consideration. It is a bad move to step into the city as it is now. If the city falls into ruin, it will become difficult to disprove it being my blunder. Even if we turned away from here, it wouldn't be possible to disregard the damages. If it's like that... "All soldiers, as soon as we finally reach the city, we will divide to the left and right and pincer attack the enemy, just as planned! During the pincer operation we will use the gate to confine the enemy!" (Stiffels) "U-Understood!" (Soldiers) While he is explaining, the city gate draws nearer. Commanding the soldiers, the knights following their duty, split up left and right accompanied by the soldiers. A few of Horant's soldiers are lured by that and follow them, but the great majority advances directly towards Munster. "Close it! Hurry!" (Stiffels) Stiffels shouts. The knight order, dismounting their horses as if falling off, desperately shuts the gate and affixes the bolt. After a few moments sounds of knocking against the thick wooden gate reverberate. Furthermore, from the other side, the voices of the pincer attacking soldiers and the sounds of weapons clashing arise. While listening to the frenzied uproar on the opposite side of the door, Stiffels dismounted. "(What is Biron thinking to abandon the city!?)" (Stiffels) Failing his plan, Stiffels looks ahead in the direction of the side facing the royal capital trembling in rage. Even as he watches the road in front until it gets blurry, he can't see the city's residents. "I will definitely kill you! After pulverizing the lot from Horant, it will be your turn, you son of a bitch!" (Stiffels) Earl Biron was at the end of the line of the escaping residents in Munster, close to the exit towards the royal capital. At the beginning of the escape Sabnak asked Biron to be in the centre of the group because of the danger, but without yielding even a bit, Biron himself works alongside the rear guard of Sabnak's Third Knight Order with only his wife and children having gone ahead. "It's been a while since I wore an armor. It feels uncomfortable." (Biron) Though it even has been a while since he last mounted a horse, Biron is carefree. A single soldier rushes over to the mounted Sabnak and reports something. "... The messenger came. Brother-in-law-san, it seems the enemy army arrived at Munster." (Sabnak) "Ah, the enemy army, eh? It is nice if they gather all together like this." (Biron) Feeling like he can hear the sounds of the death struggle in the far distance, Biron looks up to the sky while pondering. "It will become easy if we can successfully meet up with Earl Tohno on the road leading to the capital after this." (Biron) The city's residents have evacuated from the city beforehand. It has been decided that they will return once the battle finishes. As it is a city close to the national border, Biron naturally had plans for fleeing prepared, but he didn't really believe that the day he would use those plans would ever come. Although it was quite the burden on the residents, they had no choice but to make a clear decision of moving rather than loosing their lives. "Certainly, if Hifumi-san arrives, it will probably decide the victory here." (Sabnak) Sabnak added within his mind. "Sabnak, someone is approaching!" (Biron) It was a single associated knight, but as he dismounted the horse he drew his sword while raising his voice to a roar. "Brother-in-law-san, please stand back. We don't know whether he is an ally or an enemy." (Sabnak) Descending from his horse, Sabnak draws his sword. (Swordsmanship isn't really my strong point, but whatever.) While hiding his sigh, Sabnak set up his stance cautiously and saw the First Knight Order's Ribezal walking over gripping his spear. And as he lead the First Knight Order's members, the figure of Prince Ayperos could be seen. Furthermore there was a single unknown man besides the prince. "Captain Ribezal... Prince Ayperos!?" (Knight) Someone from the Third Knight Order raised their voice in surprise. Searching his mind for a few seconds, he recalled the incident Hifumi encountered in Fokalore. "All hands, don't lower your guard! These guys are controlled by a magic tool!" (Sabnak) "Eh?" (Knight) A single knight, being late in his decision for an instant, was pierced by Ribezal's spear. At once it turned into a melee. The number of knights on either side is almost the same. Sabnak's group thought it would be fine if they endured until the other members of the Third Knight Order and Biron's territorial soldiers came running, but they were forced into hard fight exceeding their assumptions. "These fellows keep on fighting even if they lose an arm!" (Knight) "It is just as it was written in the report! Calm down and deliver fatal wounds!" (Sabnak) The first Knight Order's moves have become a little bit dull due to the influence of the magic tool, however that doesn't particularly change the fact that they are formidable opponents for the Third Knight Order, who isn't accustomed to combat. "And now you are my opponent... ?" (Sabnak) In front of Sabnak, who has his sword at the ready, stands Ribezal pushing out his spear. Although Ribezal's eyes are unfocused like the ones of a madman, he has an uncommonly intimidating air. (I see, this is where I die, I guess...) The spear lunges at him successively and although he could see that it was inferior to Ribezal's ability he had seen before, it was barely at a speed Sabnak could evade. Ribezal's physical strength isn't common either. Even stopping the thrusts with the sword's core, he is pushed to the degree of tottering. In contrast to Sabnak, who began to breathe heavily in the blink of an eye, Ribezal is calmly setting up his stance. "He repelled these thrusts easily? Hifumi-san is a monster after all... uwa!" (Sabnak) Suddenly being pushed from the back, Sabnak walks 2, 3 steps towards Ribezal. Having Ribezal approach in front, Sabnak jumped to the side in a hurry rolling over on the ground and avoided the spear's attack that way. "Phew phew..." (Sabnak) Scurrying away from Ribezal's range, Sabnak stood up leaking a disgruntled voice. "Who is a monster? And also, don't try to recklessly compete with the range of a spear wielding opponent. Go ahead, forward with you." (Hifumi) Looking at the owner of that voice, Sabnak saw a youth with his sharp eyes with their dark pupils and his black hair and recognised him. As usual he wore weird clothes and the katana was affixed to his waist. While holding the counterweight of the kusarigama in his hand and spinning it around in circles, Hifumi appears at the front without hesitation. "H-Hifumi-san? No matter how you look at it, you are here too fast..." (Sabnak) "This guy is my prey. You have missed your chance, slowpoke... ah?" (Hifumi) Hifumi frowned due to Ribezal's state and after looking around he sighed. "He isn't even conscious, huh? He became boring." (Hifumi) Shaking his head, Hifumi doesn't care about Ribezal's spear approaching him. Without even minding Sabnak's shout, Hifumi avoids the thrust by having half his body turn sideways. He also slashes at the blade of the spear the moment its forward movement stopped and using the chains it doesn't touch his body. Hifumi, taking some distance by pushing the continuously thrusting Ribezal away with a front kick into his stomach, swung the counterweight once again and nailed it into the face of his opponent. Although he has his nose in the center of the face smashed, Ribezal doesn't cease to lunge at Hifumi with his spear. One of Ribezal's eyes leaps out of its socket and a large amount of blood flows from his eyes, nose and mouth. Even so, Ribezal doesn't stop. "What a lifeless doll. Without having a reason to fight, his attacks etc. are no different from some kind of broken machine." (Hifumi) During the time he utters those words, Hifumi, avoiding the spearhead safely, roughly cuts at Ribezal's arms injuring them in the process with the sickle (kama) held in his left hand. "Hifumi-san, on top of not feeling any pain, those guys don't feel anything like fear. Even if you plaster them with wounds... Huh?" (Sabnak) As Ribezal's movements gradually became sluggish, Sabnak tilted his head to the side in confusion. "If it's a living thing, it will have its body restricted after loosing a fixed amount of blood. It has nothing to do with pain or fear." (Hifumi) "I think you should know at least this much", Hifumi said while Ribezal lost the strength to raise his arms and finally dropped to his knees. Hifumi, storing away the kusarigama and quickly drawing the katana from his waist, assaulted the front of Ribezal's armour. "Found it~~" (Hifumi) Hifumi tightly grabbed the magic tool, exposed to the air, with his left hand and forcibly tore it off. Stretching the pipes embedded in Ribezal's body, they are plucked out making a sound of *ripping*. The spasming Ribezal, having all of the pipes torn off, collapsed lying spread-eagle while facing up. "U..." (Ribezal) "His consciousness has returned, eh?" (Hifumi) Ribezal, having regained his senses, is bewildered at his own unmovable body. "You b-bastard are... ! M-My body, what did you... ? What the heck happened... ?" (Ribezal) "Don't know. As far as I know, the only thing now waiting for you is death." (Hifumi) "What did you.. ?" (Ribezal) Hifumi standing up and piercing the bare chest with the katana, lifted up the corners of his mouth as he sensed the feeling of the katana penetrating the heart being transmitted to his right hand. "Umu. If you kill it has to be a human and not a doll." (Hifumi) While looking with great interest at the katana, which hasn't much blood on it due to the blood having dwindled before, he wipes it with a paper and stores it in the scabbard. "H-Hifumi-san, if Captain Ribezal's consciousness has returned before, then..." (Sabnak) Hifumi answered "That's right" to the timidly approaching Sabnak. "I took a chance and tested it out. Unexpectedly his consciousness returned completely. Dying without being aware of it is even for me stupid. It was a good discovery." (Hifumi) Sabnak and Biron, watching the whole thing from the start to the end, didn't say anything to Hifumi, who showed an extremely pleased face, for a while. "Well then, I am still not finished with my prey yet." (Hifumi) Taking out the chigiriki* as his next weapon and grasping it firmly, Hifumi, with a light stride without any fervour, heads towards the battlefield where the melee between the First and Third Knight Order continues. Watching this, Sabnak yelled in a hurry, "T-Third Knight Order. All members run awaaaaay!" (Sabnak) When the fight begun, Beirevra distanced himself a bit. Watching the death of Ribezal, he was stricken by fright. Being under the influence of the magic tool, Ribezal, being a murdering doll without feeling any dread, wasn't just lightly dealt with but also expressly had his consciousness returned before getting killed. Due to the act which can't be called anything but abnormal, Beirevra trembled in horror in regards of the man called Hifumi, not because of his strength but rather because of his madness. When he tried to leave the battlefield by crawling as it was a good thing no one saw him, an intense pain traveled through his calf. While rolling around due to the sudden pain, he looked teary-eyed at his foot and saw some cross-shaped metal stuck there. "W-What on earth is this?" (Beirevra) A single girl approached Beirevra who couldn't feel his foot due to the intense pain. "Just when I caught up with Hifumi at last... I haven't shown my gratitude to Hifumi for this good luck." (Origa) It is Origa slowly walking over with a shuriken in her right hand. While her fair-skinned face is expressionless, he green pupils are leaking a powerful killing intent as she fixes her glare at Beirevra. "Ara, it seems you remembered." (Origa) Although it is just a trifling honor, she throws a second shuriken in the same way and also inflicts a wound on the yet unhurt foot. Without being able to raise his voice already due to the pain, Beirevra clenches his teeth, frantically pulls out the shuriken and binds up the wound with a piece of ripped off cloth. Nevertheless, the blood doesn't stop to spill. "Won't you help me... ? With my feet like this, there is nothing but death in the wild awaiting me by now. At least I want to die more calmly..." (Beirevra) Beirevra, showing a disgraceful lamenting, anticipated help from the spy of Horant within his mind. He continues his speech to gain further time as the pursuit isn't coming. "Therefore..." (Beirevra) "Shut up." (Origa) Origa finished the casting during the time Beirevra wept and begged. The wind blades mercilessly sent one arm flying. Origa's facial expression doesn't even change a bit seeing Beirevra turning a somersault scattering his blood after having his arm cleanly cut off at the root of his shoulder while bawling with a *giddy laughter*. "For you it is an appropriate way to die while grovelling on the ground like this frantically trying to survive. Have a disgraceful, uncouth and gruesome death. And only after that the possibility of me forgiving your deeds might appear." (Origa) By now, he isn't capable to even talk anymore. Beirevra, restlessly stirring his injured feet and trying to move to escape the predicament, repeats his talking about help as if in delirium. Origa doesn't listen to him. "You probably don't understand the humiliation we suffered. I don't want you to understand it either. If we didn't have the luck to be picked up by Hifumi, by now we would..." (Origa) Drawing near to the struggling Beirevra, she tramples down on his abdomen and his movement ceases. Beginning to have a hazy consciousness due to the blood loss, Origa is reflected in Beirevra's blurry field of vision. He watched her taking off the dagger fixed to her wrist and grasping it tightly in her right hand. "Hifumi-sama, I wish to express my gratitude. I am able to carry out my revenge with this. And, look Kasha, at the way our foe heads towards his death." (Origa) Origa, murmuring as if she is holding a conversation with someone bit by bit, swung down the dagger with all her strength towards Beirevra's chest. Being stabbed in the heart, it was an instant death for Beirevra. Having pulled out the dagger, Origa noticed herself sobbing. She doesn't understand the reason for those tears either, but just by finishing her revenge, she could definitely feel the liberation of her own heart within her chest.
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103.Dare ใ€Œใฒใจใคใ€่žใ„ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€ ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฏใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใฎๆŸ„ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใŸใพใพใ€ๆŠœใ‹ใšใซๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใœใ€ใ“ใฎๆฃฎใธๆฅใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใ“ใฎๆฃฎใฎๅฅฅใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ่žใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใซๆฅใŸใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซไผšใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฏ็ด ๆ—ฉใใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใชใŠใ•ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆ่ฟ”ใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใใชใฃใŸใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆญฃ็œผใฎๆง‹ใˆใฎใพใพใ€ๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏๅฑ้™บใ ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅฅดใ‚‰ใ‚’้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€็„ก็”จใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใ‚’ๆŒใก่พผใ‚€ไบ‹ใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•้€†ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใกใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใค็‚บใซใƒ•ใƒชใƒผใซใ—ใŸใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใ€‚ ใใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ5ไบบใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒใ€ๅŒๆง˜ใซๅผ“ใ‚„ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ใŸใ„่ปŸๅผฑ่€…ใฏใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅคฑใ›ใ‚! ใ“ใ“ใซๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๆฃฎใ€ใใ—ใฆไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹่ฆšๆ‚ŸใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ ใ‘ใงใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒชใ‚ธใƒชใจ้€ƒใ’ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฎ่ถณใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚’้ธใถใ‹ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏ......็„ก็†ใ ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‚ใ ใ€ ็ซ‹ใฆ็ถšใ‘ใซไบŒไบบใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸไธ‰ไบบใฎ่‹ฅ่€…ใฏใ€ๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑบใ—ใฆๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใจใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝน่€…ใฏๆƒใฃใŸใชใ€‚ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ๅˆๆ‰‹ใฏใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้‹ญใๅ…ˆใŒๅฐ–ใฃใŸใ“ใถใ—ๅคงใฎ็Ÿณ็คซใŒใ€็ซ‹ใฆ็ถšใ‘ใซไฝ•ๅ็™บใ‚‚ๅผพใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้€Ÿๅบฆใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฅฒใ†ใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆทปใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฝ“ใฆใฆๅผพ้“ใ‚’ใšใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅŠ่บซใซใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพ็Œ›้€ฒใ—ใฆ็ชใใ‚’่ฆ‹่ˆžใ†ใŒใ€ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฏไนฑๆšดใซใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใงๅผพใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€็ด ๆ‰‹ใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่…นใซๅฉใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹็žฌ้–“ใซๅœฐ้ขใ‚’่นดใ‚Šใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ใ›ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆฎดใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ใใฎใพใพ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ใณใ€ๅŒใ˜่ท้›ขใงๅฏพๅณ™ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใฎๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ๆˆฆใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฏๆด่ญทใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใงใใšใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚„ๅผ“ใฎๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ใจใ‚Šใคใค่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€Ÿใ„ใชใ€‚ๆ‰“ๆ’ƒใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ†ใณๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆ็›ดใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฎดใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่…นใฏใ€ๅ†…่‡“ใพใงใฏๅ•้กŒใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใŒ็—ฃใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใฏ็—›ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ไธ€่พบๅ€’ใฎ็„ก่ƒฝใงใฏใ€็”ท่ก†ใฎใพใจใ‚ๅฝนใฏๅ‹™ใพใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ไปŠใฎใฏใ†ใพใ้ฟใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ๆฌกใฏใใ†ใฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ€ ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’้ †ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใกๆ›ฟใˆใ€ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใŒ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ไธธใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏใ™ใใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใฆใ‚‹ๅฝขใงๆทปใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸๆง‹ใˆใ ใชใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€้ฆดๆŸ“ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ“ใฎๆฃฎใงๅŸนใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆŠ€ใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰ไบบ้–“ใจใฏใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚‚ใ€ๆŠ€้‡ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ้•ใ†ใฎใ ใ€ ่ถณใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใŒใ‚ธใƒชใ‚ธใƒช่ท้›ขใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใ€ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไธ€ๆญฉใ ใ‘่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใšใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€้ขจใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒ่ถณๅ…ƒใงใฏใ˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้ฟใ‘ใŸใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ๅˆๅ›ณใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚่ˆˆใ–ใ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“......ใ‚„ใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅทไปคใงใ€็Ÿขใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฅฒใ†ใ€‚ ใใฎ้€Ÿๅบฆใฏๅ…ˆใปใฉไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไธ€ๆฎตใจๆ—ฉใใ€ๅจๅŠ›ใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใงๅผพใใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้ฃฝๅ’Œๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€็ตถๅฆ™ใชใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใงใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฎใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚„ใใ•ใณๅž‹ใฎ็Ÿณใงๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฟใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใฏใช!ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’้‡ใญใฆใใ‚‹ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใ€‚ ใใฎใ†ใกใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใ€็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’็ด ๆ‰‹ใงๆ‰•ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‹!ใ€ ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใงๅ‚ทใคใ„ใŸ่…•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’่ก€ใงๅกžใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใฃ?ใ€ ็Ÿขใ‚’ๆ”พใจใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€ๆ€ฅใซ่ตคใๆŸ“ใพใฃใŸ่ฆ–็•Œใซไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ใŸใ˜ใ‚ใ„ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใใฎ็”ทใฎๆœ€ๆœŸใฎ็žฌ้–“ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆกใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆœจ่ฃฝใฎๅผ“ใ”ใจใ€่…ฐใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใงไธ€้–ƒใ—ใฆ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ไธกๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ€ใ ใŒใ€ ้ฃฝๅ’Œๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซไปฒ้–“ใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใตใจใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒๆญขใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Š็Ÿขใฎๆ–นใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใซใใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้€†ใ ใชใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๅˆ€ใฎๆŸ„ใงๅฉใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่ฒดๆง˜ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซไบบ้–“ใ‹......ใ€ ไธ€็ญ‹ใฎๆฑ—ใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใŸใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฎใ€ๆŠผใ—ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใง็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใพใˆใ ใ€‚ไฟบใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๆ–ฌใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐๆญปใฌใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใตใ†ใซใ€ ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ไบŒใคใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใŸใ‚ŒใŸๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Š็›ดใ—ใฎๅŠนใ‹ใชใ„ๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ„ใซใƒฏใ‚ฏใƒฏใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ๅ‚ทใคใ„ใŸๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใงใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ซ็›ธใซๆง‹ใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใงๆฎบใ•ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€ ไป–ไบบไบ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๅ†ใณ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ้›†ไธญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใงใจ้•ใ„ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ธฆๆจชใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅ›žใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚Š้Žใ”ใ—ใ€ไธฆใถใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฎ้–“ใ‚’ ใ€Œใใ‚ใ‚ใฃ?!ใ€ ๆ–นใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€่ก€็…™ใ‚’ๅ™ดใไธŠใ’ใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใ€‚ ๅŒ่ƒžใŒ้‚ช้ญ”ใง็‹™ใ„ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธ‰ไบบใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใตใจใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃ?......ใˆ......ใ€ ไธ€็žฌใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆฟ€ใ—ใ„่กๆ’ƒใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใจใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ƒธใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใคๅคงใใช็Ÿณใฎๆฅ”ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใง......ใ€ ็†็”ฑใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใพใพ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใซใ€็ฌ‘้ก”ใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ˜ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‰ใ€ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใ•ใ‚“!?ใ€ ๅŒๅฃซๆ‰“ใกใซ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใธใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅˆ€ใซๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’็ชใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ๅณๆญปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฏไธฒๅˆบใ—ใซใชใฃใŸไปฒ้–“ใ”ใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆฌกใ€…ใจ็Ÿณใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใคใคใ€ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆ็›พใซใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่†ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฅต็ซฏใชๅ‰ๅ‚พๅงฟๅ‹ขใง้ง†ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใงใฏใชใใ€ๅˆฅใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ๆฅใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ ้ฉšๆ„•ใ—ใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้…ใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้€†่ขˆ่ฃŸใซๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๅพŒใ‚ใซ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ—ใŸใฎใฏไธ€็žฌใงใ€ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใŒๆ”พใฃใŸ็ดฐใ‹ใใ€ๅ…ˆใฎๅฐ–ใฃใŸๅผพไธธใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ŸณๅผพใŒๅ…จ่บซใ‚’็ฉฟใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฎ็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚‰ใ†ใชใ‚ˆใ€ ๆ•ฃๅผพใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฃใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฏ็ญ”ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ถณใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซ่ฝŸ็„ถใจ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใจใฏใใใ‚ใชใ„ใใฎๅผท้ญใช่‚‰ไฝ“ใจๅŒๆง˜ใ€ๆ„›็”จใฎใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚‚่‚‰ๅŽšใง้‡ๅŽšใ ใ€‚ ๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏ็นŠ็ดฐใง้š™ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„่…•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ็š„็ขบใซๆ€ฅๆ‰€ใ‚’็‹™ใ†็ชใใจใ€้€ƒใ’้“ใ‚’ๅกžใใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒฏใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŒๆททใ˜ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆŒใใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒชใ‚ธใƒชใจไธ‹ใŒใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฐใ•ใชๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‚ทใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ–นใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€Ÿใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€็ด ็›ดใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฏใ€ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆง‹ใˆใŸๅˆ€ใŒใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใฎ็ชใๅ…จใฆใซๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ„ใใ€‚็ชใใง็ชใใ‚’่ฟŽใˆๆ’ƒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ๅฟ…ๆญปใง็ชใใฎ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใใ‚Œใซไฝ™่ฃ•ใงไป˜ใ„ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชญใฟใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใฎใŒใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ฎใ‚ทใ‚ฎใ‚ทใจ้‡‘ๅฑž้ŸณใŒใ€ใƒ†ใƒณใƒใ‚’้€Ÿใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใ“ใฎ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใฎใ ใ€ ใ—ใณใ‚Œใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใŒใ€้˜ฒๅพกใ‚’็ชใ็ ดใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใงไฝ“ใ”ใจ็ชใใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฟŽใˆๆ’ƒใคไบ‹ใชใใ€ๅ‰ใฎใ‚ใ‚ŠใซใชใฃใŸใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฎ่„‡ใ‚’้€šใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่กๆ’ƒใŒ็„กใใ€ๅ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใŸใŸใ‚‰ใ‚’่ธใ‚“ใ ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใ€‚ใใฎ่†ใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰่ธใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใŸใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฏใ€็ด ็›ดใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใšใ€็„ก็†ใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใฒใญใฃใฆใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไผธใฐใ—ใŸ่…•ใฏๅˆ€ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใŒใใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ„ใ€ ่…•ใ‚’ๅคฑใ„ใ€ๅซใณๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅ–‰ใ‚’ใ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ๅˆƒใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใใ€‚ ็†ฑใ„่ก€ๆถฒใ‚’ๅ–‰ใจๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆบขใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใŸใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใŸใพใพใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‰ใ€ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใŒ......ใ€ ๆœชใ ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธ€ไบบใฎ่‹ฅใ„็”ทใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใฟใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸๅผ“ใ‚’ๆจใฆใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆ่จฑใ—ใ‚’ไนžใ†ในใใ‹ใ€ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไธฆในใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใ€่ฟทใ„ใ€ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฏใ‚’ๅใใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆใ’ใŸใพใพใง่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ๅ‚ใฃใŸ......ใ€ ใ€Œ้ธๆŠžใฎๆฉŸไผšใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใใฎ็ตๆžœใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใŒๆœจๆˆธใฎๅค–ใ‚Œใ‚‹้Ÿณใซ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ก€ใพใฟใ‚Œใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚’ใ€ๆฎบใ—ใซๆฅใŸใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใจใ‚ทใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฎไธก่„‡ใซๅฏ„ใ‚Šๆทปใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ๆญปใซใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใงๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใŒใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ”พใฃใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใŒใ€ๅ›ฒ็‚‰่ฃใฎ็ฐใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฎใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ ใญใ€ ๆ™‚ๆŠ˜ใ€ไธๅฏงใซๆ‰‹ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚’ใ—ใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใ‚‚ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‹่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฏใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใ ใญ......ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใซๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซใ€ๅ ฑๅพฉใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใจใ‚ทใ‚ฏใŒใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚ใฐใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆ€’ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ„? ใ“ใฎๆ‘ใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๅผฑใ„ๅฅดใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใซ่กŒใๆ–นใŒๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ ใ€‚ไฟบใฏไธ€็œ ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ˜ผใซใฏๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใžใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ธตใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™ใจใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใŠใใ‚Œใ€ ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใ่…ฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใ‚’ใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ทใ‚ฏใซ่žใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆœ€ๆœŸใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œใใฎไบ‹ใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใซ่ฉฑใ—ใŸไบ‹ใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ“ๅ†…ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸไฝ•ใ‹ใŒๆบœใพใ‚Šใ€่บซไฝ“ใฎๆœซ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใ˜ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ใจๅ›บใพใฃใฆๅค‰่ณชใ™ใ‚‹ๆง˜ใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ้’ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏ้ ทใใชใŒใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใใ€็ดๅพ—ใงใใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒๅฆ™ใซ้•ท็”ŸใใงใใŸ็†็”ฑใŒใ€ ใตใ…ใ€ใจๆฏใ‚’ๅใใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏๆถˆใˆใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅ›ฒ็‚‰่ฃใฎ็ซใซๆžใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธๅฏงใซใ€ใใฃใจ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใญใ€ๅฐใ•ใ„ๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅค–ใซๅ‡บใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆฃฎใ‚‚ใ€ๆ€–ใใฆใ‚ใพใ‚Š่ฟ‘ใฅใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆฃฎใฎๆœจใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎโ€œไฝ•ใ‹โ€ใŒ็†็”ฑใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒๅค‰่ณชใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้…ใ„ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ˆใๆฃฎใง้Žใ”ใ—ใŸ่€…ใปใฉใ€ๆ—ฉใๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใญใ€‚ไปŠๆ›ด่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ่ฉฑใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏๆถ™ใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ก”ใ‚’ใใ—ใ‚ƒใใ—ใ‚ƒใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆญฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฐใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใŸใ ใŸใ ๆณฃใใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฃฎใฎๆฐ‘ใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆฃฎใฎๆตใฟใง็”ŸใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใฏๆฃฎใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใญ......ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซ่™šใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆ......ใŠใฐใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“......ใ€ ๅนผใ„ๆ—ฅใ€่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ใฎ็ฅ–ๆฏใฏใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๆญปใฎ็žฌ้–“ใŒๅฎ‰ๅฏงใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†็ตถๆœ›ใซใ€่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†็ตถๆœ›ใŒ้‡ใชใฃใŸๅฟƒๅขƒใฏใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๆ‚ฒ็—›ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ๆƒณๅƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‰ๅ‡บๆฅใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผๆง˜......ใ€ ไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚„ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏๅ‚ใ‚‰ใฎๅธƒใงไนฑๆšดใซๆถ™ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใฃใฒ......ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใญใ€‚......ไบบ้–“ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ไธ€ใคใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒใญใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใซ่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๆ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใ่€…ใ‚’ๅ‹Ÿใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ๅˆฅใฎๅœŸๅœฐใธ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ–ใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผๆง˜?ใ€ ้ฉšใ„ใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใพใพใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆ‘ใฎใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽ่€…ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๆŒ‘ๆˆฆใ ใ‘ใฏใ‚„ใฃใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใฎใ•ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆฃฎใซใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆ‰€ใธ่กŒใใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆปใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ„ใ„ใฎใ•ใ€‚ๆ‘ใฎๅธŒๆœ›่€…ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚ใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚็„ก่ŒถใชใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใซใงใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽ่€…ใจใ—ใฆใฎ็พฉๅ‹™ใ ใ€ใจใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใชใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ ๅ”็ชใช่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใฒใ‚ƒใฃใฒใ‚ƒใฃใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใˆใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ๅพ—ๆ„ใ ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚‚ๆฒป็™‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏใŸใ„ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ€็•ฐ็จฎๆ—ใซๆ•™ใˆใŸใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็„กใ„ใญใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒไบบ้–“ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้ก˜ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ‚’่žใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้กŽใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆๅ”ธใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€ ่ฉฑใฏๆˆปใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ๆฎ‹ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผๆง˜ใ€็งใฏใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใใพใ™ใ€‚......็งใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎๆฃฎใฎๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใŒๆ€–ใใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ„? ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใฏใพใ ่‹ฅใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็„ก็†ใซๆฃฎใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏใ€ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใใฃใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผๆง˜ใฏ็งใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใฃใŸๆ–นใงใ™ใ€‚ใใฎๆ–นใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใซๆŒ‘ๆˆฆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ—ใชใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใผใ€ใผใใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ไผใ†ใ‚ˆ! ......้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏใ€้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€ ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ใƒฏใ‚ฏใƒฏใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใใŸใญใ‡ใ€ ๅŒ่ƒžใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆฎ‹้…ทใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ใจใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใงๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 103: Dare "I want to ask you one thing." (Laboras) While grasping the haft of the knife tightly, Laboras asks without drawing the blade out. "Why did you come to this forest?" (Laboras) "I heard that the demon race is deep within this forest. I came to visit them." (Hifumi) "You plan to meet the demons, huh?" (Laboras) "That's what I said." (Hifumi) Hearing Hifumi's reply, Laboras swiftly draws his knife. "That means there's even less reason to let you leave this place alive." (Laboras) While having a stance of aiming at the eyes with his katana, Hifumi doesn't move. "The demons are dangerous. I don't know what you intend to do, but even though we are imprisoning them on behalf of this world, you are only bringing unnecessary turmoil." (Laboras) Laboras kept his left hand free to use magic while holding the knife in a backhand grip in his right hand. The five elves who saw that change, similarly set up their bows and knives. "Get out of my sight, you weakling who want to escape! The ones who are to stay here are only the elves who have the resolve to protect this forest and world." (Laboras) Having started to retreat bit-by-bit, the elves stopped their feet. Hifumi is also waiting to see which choice they will make. "For me... impossible." "For me as well." One after the other two elves ran away, however the remaining three elven youths readied their weapons. "The actors have assembled. Let's begin?" (Hifumi) The beginning was a magic attack by Laboras. Several tens of fist-sized pellets which had sharpened points assault Hifumi in succession at a speed similar to a machine-gun. Taking a stance with his legs in a L-shape, Hifumi evades those while using the katana as support to shift their trajectory. Although Hifumi dashed forward swiftly and greeted with a thrust, Laboras roughly repelled it with his knife. Laboras drives his free left hand into Hifumi's abdomen with the momentum of the swung knife. Kicking the ground at the moment of being hit, Hifumi who became unsteady used the force of being struck to take some distance. Once again they face each other at the same distance. Due to the sudden close combat, the surrounding elves are unable to give cover or to do anything else. Even though they have readied their spells and arrows, they have no choice but to watch attentively. "You are quick and you are even able to hit me, huh?" (Hifumi) Hifumi fixed his stance once again. The hit abdomen is painful to the extent that I can at least expect a bruise though it's unlikely to have reached as far as my internal organs. "An incompetent person who completely relies on magic isn't fit to act as mediator between men. It seems that you avoided it skilfully just now, but next time that won't work." (Laboras) Changing his hold of the knife to an overhand grip, Laboras takes a stance of curling up his back. Holding out the knife he held in his right hand, his left hand supports in a style of enabling him to release magic at any time. "It's a different stance. However, it looks like you are familiar with it." (Hifumi) "Indeed. This is an elven technique we have fostered in this forest. It's at a different level in skill, weaponry and magic in comparison to you lowly humans." (Laboras) Making sure to slide his feet, Laboras slowly closes the distance. Hifumi doesn't miss the instant Laboras shifted his sight. A wind spell burst open underfoot the spot where Hifumi moved away from with a single step. "... Avoided, huh?" (Laboras) "Don't leak such easily detectable signs. It's a kill-joy." (Hifumi) "Humph... do it!" (Laboras) Upon Laboras' command arrows and spells attack Hifumi all at once. Their speed is much faster than that of the elves who attacked Hifumi a while ago. The power is higher as well. Hifumi avoids them by shifting his body and repelling them with his katana, but in a style of matching the saturation attack, Laboras adds attacks with his knife and wedge-shaped stones with a perfect timing. "You are doing nothing but avoiding!" (Laboras) Laboras increases the speed by stacking up even more attacks. Hifumi, who knocked aside the thrust out knife among those blows with his bare hand, turned around and ran off. "Are you running away?" (Laboras) Swinging his arm which was wounded by the knife, Hifumi steals the sight of an elf with his blood. "Ugh?" The elf, who tried to fire an arrow, faltered only for an instant due to his abruptly dyed red field of vision. That became this man's final moment. Alongside the wooden bow he grasped in his hands, his body was was bisected into two parts at the waist in a flash. "It's only vaguely, but..." (Hifumi) As result of their companion being killed by the opponent who was showered with a saturation attack, they unintentionally cease their attacks. "The style of the archery is harder to grasp than the magic. No, it's the other way around. I reached the point where I can somehow understand the magic." (Hifumi) While saying that, he struck the wind spell approaching from behind with the hilt of the katana and scattered it. "... You bastard, are you really a human...?" (Laboras) Due to the subdued voice of Laboras who spilled drops of sweat, Hifumi answered with a smile, "That's obvious. You, me, you guys will die if we are cut by a blade. We are normal people. Just like him." (Hifumi) He points at the corpse which had its body split in two. "That's probably why we get thrilled by killing each other, because starting over is not possible." (Hifumi) Without minding his injured left hand, Hifumi grasps the katana tightly with both hands and assumes a hachisou* stance. "I will kill you here by all means." (Laboras) "I see. Do your best." (Hifumi) Once again the magic attacks concentrated on Hifumi who muttered that as if it was someone else's problem. Different to before, Hifumi lets the spells go past while running around as he pleases. He slips through the spaces between the lined-up elves just like a whirlwind. "Guaaa?" The elves in all directions raise screams and collapse in fountains of blood. While being hindered by their brethren making them unable to take aim, three more got killed. Suddenly noticing something, Hifumi pushed the back of an elf. "Eh...? Eh..." The elf didn't comprehend what was done to him for an instant, but once he lowered his look due to an intense impact, he saw a large wedged stone piercing into his own chest. "Why...?" Once the dead elf collapsed without even understanding the reason, Hifumi's smiling face was reflected in the sight of Laboras who released the spell. "L-Laboras-san!?" An elf, surprised by the friendly fire, shifted his attention from Hifumi to Laboras and was instantly killed by the katana stabbing directly into his heart. Laboras fires one stone after the other at Hifumi with magic while including his companion, who got skewered, in the line of fire. While pulling out the katana, Hifumi, who decided to use the corpse as shield and kicked it flying, dashed in an extremely forward-bent posture, as if falling, by drawing out the power of his knees. He doesn't head towards Laboras, but to another elf. "D-Don't come!" Although he tries to face Hifumi with magic in panic and fright, he is too slow. As he tried to finish him with a reversed diagonal shoulder slash, Hifumi fell onto his back this time. At the moment the elf felt relieved with a "I'm saved," his entire body was riddled with holes by the stone bullets, similar to finely sharpened shells, fired by Laboras.magic "Tsk." (Laboras) "Don't sweep away my prey from the side." (Hifumi) Hifumi pouted at Laboras who clicked his tongue due to Hifumi avoiding his shots. Laboras doesn't reply. Facing Hifumi who stopped his feet, he approaches him with the knife in his hand while roaring. Similar to his strong body, which doesn't suit the image of elves, his knife is also thick and solid. In contrast to that, his attacks are precise without any gaps. "You are quite skilled." (Hifumi) The thrusts are accurately aiming at the vital spots and the blended-in slashes are swung in order to close possible escape routes. Hifumi, who deals with those while handling the spells from the surroundings, is slowly retreating while getting more and more small gashes. However, Hifumi doesn't take the initiative. And, Hifumi has a composed expression. "Fast. But, those attacks are too straightforward." (Hifumi) At that moment, the elves including Laboras saw something unbelievable. The katana wielded by Hifumi counters all of the knife thrusts with its point. The thrust are met with thrusts. "I can't believe that you are doing this!" (Laboras) Although Laboras frantically raises the speed of his thrusts, Hifumi calmly follows up on that. "Easily readable attacks won't work." (Hifumi) The tempo accelerates accompanied by creaking metallic sounds. "Guh, this!" (Laboras) "That won't do." (Hifumi) Laboras, who grew impatient, unleashes a thrust entrusting the weight of his entire body into it with a force to break through Hifumi's defence. However, Hifumi passes alongside the flank of Laboras who pitched forward without meeting the attack. Laboras stumbled a step or two forwards as the impact he expected was missing. His knee was stepped on by Hifumi from the side. Losing his balance, Laboras forcibly twisted his body without collapsing obediently and swung his knife. But, his outstretched arm is sent flying after getting cut by the katana. "Damn iiitt!" (Laboras) "Shut up." (Hifumi) The throat of Laboras, who raised a scream after having lost an arm, is torn open by the blade which pierced into it in a smooth and unhindered motion. Laboras, who spilled hot blood from his mouth and throat, died while glaring at Hifumi. "L-Laboras-san is..." There still one young elven man alive. Throwing away the bow he held in his hands, the elf just bows while only breathing out from his mouth as he is puzzled whether he should beg and what kind of words he should use. Hifumi approaches the elf, who fell to his knees, while holding the katana in his hand. "I-I give up..." "You had a chance to choose." (Hifumi) "Therefore this is nothing but the outcome of your choice", Hifumi swung his katana downwards. Once Zanga raised her face due to the sound of the sound of the wooden door being lifted, the bloodstained Hifumi stood there. "... Did you come to kill me?" (Zanga) Puuse and Shiku are nestling close to Zanga on both her sides. "If you still believe that you want to die, I won't mind." (Hifumi) The knife, thrown by Hifumi, pierces into the ashes of the sunken hearth. "This is... Laboras' knife." (Zanga) Intently staring at the knife which she had sometimes carefully maintained, Zanga had seen it several times in the past. "Laboras is dead... so, do you yearn to exact your revenge upon the elves who were hostile towards you?" (Zanga) Puuse's and Shiku's bodies stiffened. "... You aren't angry? This elf village attacked you, didn't it?" (Zanga) "I will kill if I'm challenged. If that doesn't happen, I have no hobby of going out of my way to kill weaklings either. Rather than that, I prefer to go visit the demon race. I will have you guide me there at noon after I got some sleep." (Hifumi) When Hifumi turned on his heel, Zanga extended a hand in panic. "P-Please wait." (Zanga) Zanga, who got up vigorously, is supported by Puuse. "I heard from Shiku. He told me that you discovered something about the final moment's of an elf." (Zanga) "About that, huh?" (Hifumi) Hifumi explained what he told the elves from before. Explaining the accumulation of something that entered their bodies and the way it changes by slowly hardening from the extremities of the body, Puuse's face turns pale. But, Zanga listened while nodding. "... Finally I'm able to understand, the reason for my strangely long life." (Zanga) Zanga tosses a twig into the fire of the sunken hearth which was about to vanish and blows at it with a "Fuu~" Politer than usual, she lowers her body softly. "I didn't go outside much since I was small. I didn't get too close to the forest either because I was scared. If that "something" from the forests' trees is the reason, then I can understand why my transformation has been slow. Now that I think about it, I have a feeling that those, who spent a lot of time in the forest, died early as well. However, even if I say that now, it cannot be helped anymore." (Zanga) Zanga shed tears while talking. She only weeps while enduring the pain with a dishevelled expression. "While living with the blessing of the forest and being called the people of the forest, we were getting killed by that very forest... It can't be something that empty... Grandma..." (Zanga) What kind of emotions did her grandmother, she ended up abandoning in her childhood, bear, I wonder? Her mental state, which was burdened with the despair of having abandoned her and the despair of her grandmother not having had a peaceful death; just how heartbreaking was it? I'm not even able to imagine it. "Zanga-sama..." (Puuse) Looking at Shiku and Puuse who is uneasily calling out to her, Zanga roughly wiped away her tears with a cloth at her side. "Hii hi... I ended up showing you something embarrassing. Human-san, I have a single request." (Zanga) Standing up, Zanga bowed towards Hifumi who is looking down on her expressionlessly. "Since I will recruit those who want to leave this village, can you please take us, including me as well, to some other place?" (Zanga) "Za-Zanga-sama?" (Puuse) The shocked Puuse raises her voice, but Zanga remains in a state of bowing. "As leader of the elves of this village I only want to popularize this attempt. One day the elves will be imprisoned by this forest. No, they already are, I think." (Zanga) "Didn't I tell you that I'm going to the demons?" (Hifumi) "It's fine if it's after you come back from there. Also, gathering the interested people of the village will take time. I know that I'm making an unreasonable request, but I will do anything for it." (Zanga) "That's my duty as leader", Zanga looked at Hifumi. "Aren't elves good at magic though?" (Hifumi) Zanga laughed with a "Hya Hya" due to the sudden question. "They are. It's my strong point. Puuse is quite skilled at healing magic, too." (Zanga) "Is that something which you were taught by another race?" (Hifumi) "I don't think so. It might be possible... No, I guess there's no other choice but to do it, if that's your wish, human-san." (Zanga) Hearing her answer, Hifumi placed a hand on his chin and groaned. "... If that's the case, I will have you do it." (Hifumi) "Further talks are after I come back", leaving those words behind, Hifumi went away. "Zanga-sama, I will accompany you. ... I have also become scared of this forest's scenery..." (Puuse) "Are you sure? It's not like you have to force yourself to leave the forest since you are still young." (Zanga) Puuse softly shook her head while smiling. "It's my way of thanking you for teaching me magic, Zanga-sama. Even though that method will be some kind of challenge, something like not helping you is impossible for me." (Puuse) "I-I will help as well! ... Magic is difficult, but..." (Shiku) Stroking Shiku's head, Zanga murmured a "Thank you." "Somehow it got exciting, didn't it?" (Zanga) Although my brethren got killed, I guess I'm truly cruel
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4.More Than Words ใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅ…ƒๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ€‘ ่ก—ใซๅ‡บใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใฉใ“ใธใจใ‚‚ใชใใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใจๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅŸŽใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ€่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฎใ‚‚ใฎใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅคงใใชๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธฆใถใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€2้šŽใ‚„3้šŽๅปบใฆใฎๅฎถใŒไธฆใณใ€ๅ•†ๅบ—ใ‚„ๅฑ‹ๅฐใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ๅ•†ๅบ—ๅŒบ็”ปใซใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ่‚‰ใ‚„้ญšใ‚’็„ผใ„ใฆๅฃฒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฑ‹ๅฐใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่‰ฏใ„ๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้‡Ž่œใ‚’ๅคง้‡ใซ็ฉใฟไธŠใ’ใŸๅบ—ใงใฏใ€ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ๅบถๆฐ‘ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบบใŸใกใŒๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซไบ•ๆˆธ็ซฏไผš่ญฐใซ่Šฑใ‚’ๅ’ฒใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒฌใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใฏ้“็ซฏใพใงใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฆใ€่€ไบบใŸใกใŒใƒ‘ใ‚คใƒ—ใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใฆไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰่ชžใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่€่‹ฅ็”ทๅฅณใ€ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบบใ€…ใŒ่กŒใๆฅใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎๅฎขๅผ•ใใฎๅฃฐใŒใ‚ใกใ“ใกใง้Ÿฟใใ€ๅ–ง้จ’ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธ€ๅฑค้จ’ใŒใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆœ่ฃ…ใฏๆง˜ใ€…ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Š็ถบ้บ—ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ๆœ้ฃพ็”ฃๆฅญใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Š็™บๅฑ•ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใฏๅคๆญฆ้“ใฎๆฟƒ็ดบใฎ้“็€ใซ่ขดใ€่ถณใซใฏใ‚นใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ซใƒผใจใ„ใ†ใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒซใ ใ€‚ไป–ใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใชใ„ๆ ผๅฅฝใชใฎใงใ€ไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใŒใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌใซใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰้“็€ใงๅ‡บๆญฉใ็™–ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€็‰นใซๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ (็Ž‹ใŒ็„ก่ƒฝใงใ‚‚ใ€่ก—ใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏใŸใใพใ—ใๆดปใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚„ใคใ‹ใ€‚็Ž‹ใŒ่ชฐใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’่ฌณๆญŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใช) ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰้Š€่ฒจใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใชๅฑ‹ๅฐใงไธฒ็„ผใใ‚’ใ„ใใคใ‹่ฒทใฃใฆใฟใŸใ€‚้Š…่ฒจ5ๆžšใฎไธฒ็„ผใใ‚’่ฒทใ†ใฎใซ้Š€่ฒจใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅซŒใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€้‡ฃใ‚Šใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€้ ผใ‚“ใ ้‡ใฎๅ€ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ้ฃŸในใชใŒใ‚‰ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใตใจ่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใฎๅบ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ไธฆในใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใจใ„ใฃใฆๅ‘ผใณ่พผใฟใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆš–็ฐพใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ป’ใ„ๅธƒใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸๅ…ฅๅฃใซใ€ใ„ใ‹ใคใ„็”ทใŒ่…•็ต„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็œ‹ๆฟใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒ......ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใฏ่ชญใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ......ใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ๆ€ฅใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€็”ทใฏ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใฆๅฟœใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใฎๅบ—ใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็œ‹ๆฟใซๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏๅฅด้šทๅฑ‹ใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฟใŸใ„ใชๅฅดใซใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ๅบ—ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„? ็ดนไป‹ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใฎๅฅด้šทใฏๅฎ‰ใใฆใ‚‚้‡‘่ฒจ50ๆžšใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฟใŸใ„ใช่‹ฅ้€ ใซๆ‰•ใˆใ‚‹้‡‘้กใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ่ฉฑใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ€็”ทใฏใพใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€šใ‚Šใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ (ๅฅด้šทใ‹......) ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆญฉใใชใŒใ‚‰่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸไปŠๅพŒใฎไบ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ๅ†ใณ่€ƒใˆใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใพใšใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅ›žใฃใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒ......) ใ•ใฃใใฎไผš่ฉฑใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒ่ชญใ‚ใชใ„ใ€้‡‘้Šญใฎไพกๅ€คใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ๅ•†ๅ–ๅผ•ใฎใƒซใƒผใƒซใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใชใฉใ€ๅฟ…่ฆใช็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใŒใพใ‚‹ใง่ถณใ‚Šใฆใ„ใชใ„ไบ‹ใŒ้œฒๅ‘ˆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฑ‹ๅฐใง่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใฏใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€้‡ฃใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€้Š€่ฒจใจ้Š…่ฒจใฎไบคๆ›ๆฏ”็Ž‡ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฅด้šทใŒใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใ‚‚ๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใง่‡ช็”ฑใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใซไฝ•ใ‹ใจไพฟๅˆฉใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚้‡‘ใฏใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅŸŽใฎ้‡‘ๅบซใฎๅŠๅˆ†ใฎ้‡ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ๅคšๅฐ‘้ซ˜ใ„ๅฅด้šทใ‚’่ฒทใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ่ฃๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๅง‹ๆœซใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‡‘่ฒจใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‹?ใ€ ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰้‡‘่ฒจใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ณใ‚คใƒณใ‚’1ๆžšๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€็”ทใซๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚? ......ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ ใŒไธ€ๆžšใ‚„ไบŒๆžšใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ›ใ€ ็”ทใฎๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใ‚’็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚ŠไธŠใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆƒณๅƒใงใใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่…•ๅŠ›ใซ้ฉšใ็”ทใฎๆ‰‹ใฎไธŠใซใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰้‡‘่ฒจใ‚’30ๆžšใปใฉใถใกใพใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅŠๅˆ†ไปฅไธŠใŒใ“ใผใ‚Œใฆๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใฐใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆฐ—ใซใ‚‚็•™ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่ฆชๅˆ‡ใซๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ็คผใ ใ€‚ๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใ„ใ„ใช?ใ€ ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้‡‘่ฒจใ‚’ๆ‹พใ„้›†ใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’180ๅบฆๅค‰ใˆใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅบ—ๅ†…ใธไฟƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใงใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„! ใ ใ€ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜~!ใ€ ๅฟœๆŽฅใธไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅบงใ‚‰ใ›ใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ๅบ—ใฎๅฅฅใซ่ตฐใฃใฆๅผ•ใฃ่พผใ‚“ใง่กŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฟœๅฏพใฏๅˆฅใฎไบบ็‰ฉใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅพ…ใŸใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ๅœฐๅ‘ณใชใŒใ‚‰่ณชใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใใ†ใชๆœใ‚’็€ใŸ็”ทใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใŸใ›ใ—ใฆ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅบ—ใ‚’็ตŒๅ–ถใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ๅ•†ไบบใฎใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใจ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚้–€็•ช้ขจๆƒ…ใฎใƒŸใƒ‰ใฎๅฅดใซใ€ๅคงๅค‰ใชๅคง็›คๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸใจใ‹......ใ€ ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅ€ค่ธใฟใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏๅคงใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅฅด้šทใŒ่ฒทใˆใ‚‹ใจ่žใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅคชใฃ่…นใงใ€‚ๅฝ“ๅบ—ใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซๅฅด้šทใ‚’ๅ•†ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใฏใ€ๅฅด้šทใ‚’่ณผๅ…ฅใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฅด้šทใซใคใ„ใฆใ”่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ไฝ•ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„็”ฐ่ˆŽ่€…ใงใญใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใฏ่ฆ็‚นใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆ็ฐกๆฝ”ใงใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒปๅฅด้šทใฏ็Šฏ็ฝชๅฅด้šทใ‚„ๅ€Ÿ้‡‘ๅฅด้šทใ€ๅฎถๆ—ใ‚„ๆ‘ใฎ็‚บใซๅฃฒใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›้‡‘ๅฅด้šทใชใฉใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒป็Šฏ็ฝชๅฅด้šทใฏใปใผๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅ›ฝใฎๅฅด้šทใจใชใ‚Šใ€้‰ฑๅฑฑ็ญ‰ใงๅผทๅˆถๅŠดๅƒใ‚’ๅผทใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไธ€่ˆฌใซๅ‡บๅ›žใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใƒปไธ€่ˆฌใซๅฃฒใ‚Šใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ€Ÿ้‡‘ๅฅด้šทใ‹ๆ›้‡‘ๅฅด้šทใงใ€ใ“ใฎๅบ—ใซใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ2็จฎใ—ใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒป่ช˜ๆ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅฅด้šทใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ช˜ๆ‹ใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๅ‡บ่‡ชใฎๅฅด้šทใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆ‰ฑใ†ใ ใ‘ใงๆฅตๅˆ‘ใซๅ‡ฆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใพใšใพใจใ‚‚ใชๅ•†ไบบใชใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๆ‰ฑใ†ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒปๅฅด้šทใฏ็‰นๆฎŠใช้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅˆบ้’ใงใใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅˆถ้™ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆŒใกไธปใซๅๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒปๅฅด้šทใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎๆจฉๅˆฉใŒ่ชใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€็†็”ฑใชใๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใฏ็Šฏ็ฝชใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็†็”ฑใชใใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ๅˆบ้’ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅˆถ้™ใงไธปไบบใ‚„ใใฎๅฎถๆ—ใซ็›ดๆŽฅๅฑๅฎณใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ไธปไบบใฎ็‰ฉใ‚’็›—ใ‚“ใ ใ‚Šใ€ไธปไบบใฎๅ‹ไบบใซๅฎณใ‚’ๅŠใผใ—ใŸ็ญ‰ใฎ็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€็ฝชใซใฏๅ•ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๆญฃๅฝ“ใช็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่จผๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œไธปไบบใฎ่จผ่จ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅๅˆ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚็ฉดใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใฎๆณ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€้ƒฝๅˆใŒ่‰ฏใ„ไบ‹ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ—็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใซๆณจๆ–‡ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ†ๆกไปถใซ่ฆ‹ๅˆใ†ๅฅด้šทใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹? ้‡‘้กใฏๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใฏ่ณชใฎๆ‚ชใใ†ใช็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใ‚’ๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅฟœๆŽฅใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซใ‚ใฃใŸ็พฝใƒšใƒณใซใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ€ๆฌกใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ……ๅˆ†ใชไฝ“ๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ—…ใซ่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใฎ่ชญใฟๆ›ธใใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใซใฏๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€ ใ•ใ•ใฃใจ่ตฐใ‚Šๆ›ธใใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใŒใ€ใตใจ็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”ทๆ€งใ‹ๅฅณๆ€งใ‹ใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใŒใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใกใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ๅ•้กŒใฏ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใ—ใ“ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใฏๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ๅฐ‘ใ€…ใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅฟœๆŽฅๅฎคใธๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅบ—ใฎๅฅฅใธใจ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒใ€ใ”ๅธŒๆœ›ใซไผšใ†ๅ•†ๅ“ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใžใ”่‡ช็”ฑใซใŠ้ธใณใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฏๅบƒใใ€10ไบบใปใฉใฎ็”ทๅฅณใŒๆ‰‹ๆžทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใงไธฆใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใช่ฒซ้ ญ่กฃใฏ่Œถ่‰ฒใๆฑšใ‚Œใ€ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏๆš—ใใ€ใŠใฉใŠใฉใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ่ฒทใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใงใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ้‹ๅ‘ฝใŒๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅฅด้šทใฎ็›ฎใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏใฉใ†ๆ˜ ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใจใฆใ‚‚้‡‘ใ‚’็จผใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅนดใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅ•†ไบบใ‹่ฒดๆ—ใฎใƒœใƒณใƒœใƒณใซใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹......ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ†ใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใตใจใ€ไธฆใ‚“ใ ๅฅด้šท้”ใฎไธญใงใ€็ซฏใซ้šฃใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใคไบŒไบบใฎๅฅณใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็›ฎใซใจใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใฏๅฐๆŸ„ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ฆ–ใใ‚‰ใ„ใพใงใฎ่ƒŒไธˆใ€‚่–„ใ„้’ใฎ้ซชใซใ€็ฟ ่‰ฒใฎ็žณใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅŒใ˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่บซ้•ทใงใ€ใ‚ˆใ้›ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏ่Œถ่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใซ่ตคใฟใŒใ‹ใฃใŸ็žณใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (่ก—ใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†้ซชใ‚„็›ฎใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š้š”ไธ–ใฎๆ„Ÿใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใ€‚ไบŒไบบๅ…ฑๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅจผ้คจใฎ็ตŒๅ–ถ่€…ใŒ่ฒทๅ–ใ‚Šใใ†ใช่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ ใŒ) ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใจใŠๅ‰ใ€ๅใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ ๅฐๆŸ„ใชๆ–นใŒใ€ๆถˆใˆๅ…ฅใ‚Šใใ†ใชๅฃฐใง็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚่Œถ้ซชใฏ็ญ”ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ็”Ÿๆ„ๆฐ—ใซ็จใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹่Œถ้ซชใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏไฝ•ใŒใงใใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......้ขจใจๆฐดใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ......ใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฎ้€กๅทกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ‚ใจใ€ใใฃใจๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ‹ใ‚‰็ถšใใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคœใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ใงใใพใ™......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌ!ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎใคใถใ‚„ใใซใ€่Œถ้ซชใŒๅฃฐใ‚’่’ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€็งใŸใกใฏๅฝผใซ่ฒทใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ในใใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎๅค‰ๆ…‹่ฒดๆ—ใซ่ฒทใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ๅซŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชไบ‹! ใ“ใ„ใคใ ใฃใฆใฉใ‚“ใชๅฅดใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ่Œถ้ซชใฏใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใจใ„ใ†ๅๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏใใ‚“ใชๅค‰ใชๆ€ง็™–ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใจใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใƒ˜ใ‚ณใ‚€ใ€‚18ๆญณใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไบบไธฆใฟใซๆ€งๆฌฒใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใŒๅซŒใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŸใ ไปŠใฏใ€ๅนพไบบใ‚‚ใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใŸๆบ€่ถณๆ„ŸใŒๆ€งๆฌฒใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒ......ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒ็•ฐๅธธใ ใจๆฐ—ใฅใ‹ใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎไธกๆ‰‹ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ไธกๆ‰‹ๅ‰ฃใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ๅ‰ฃไบŒๅˆ€ๆŒใกใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰‹ใฎๅนณใจ่ฆชๆŒ‡ใ€ไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ๅคงไฝ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ญ‹่‚‰ใฎใคใๆ–นใจไปŠใฎๅ‹•ใใงๅคงไฝ“ใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€ ็ช็„ถใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใซใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚„ใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใ‚‚็ตถๅฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฝ“ใŸใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ“ใฎใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใคใ‹ใˆใพใ™ใ€‚็งใฏๅฎŸ้š›ใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใจใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆ็จผใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใฎใงใ€่…•ใฎๆ–นใ‚‚็ขบใ‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใจไบŒไบบใงไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚‚ไธญใ€…ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ไบŒไบบๅ…ฑใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใฎๅคฑๆ•—ใงๅคš้กใฎๅ€Ÿ้‡‘ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆๅฅด้šทๅ •ใกใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใŒ่ฃœ่ถณใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ 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ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใซๅบงใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ๆžทใ‚’ๅค–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏ่ฒซ้ ญ่กฃใฎใพใพใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ๅ•†ใ„ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใพใŸๅฅด้šทใŒใ”ๅ…ฅ็”จใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใœใฒๅฝ“ๅบ—ใ‚’ใ”ๅˆฉ็”จใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ”ๅธŒๆœ›ใซใŠ็ญ”ใˆใงใใ‚‹ๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ๆƒใˆใฆใŠใใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไฟบใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใŒใงใใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใšใซใ„ใŸ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’็™ฝใ„ๅธƒใซๅŒ…ใ‚“ใงๆ‰‹ๆธกใ•ใ‚Œใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฅด้šทไบŒไบบใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๅบ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ่ก—ใฎๅ–ง้จ’ใซ่ฟŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅคช้™ฝใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆๆ™‚้–“ใฏๆ˜ผใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—้ŽใŽใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‹ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆ—ฅใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใงๆœๆ˜ผๅคœใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่…นใŒๆธ›ใฃใŸใชใ€ ๆœ็จฝๅคไธญใซ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€่ปฝใๅฑ‹ๅฐใง้ฃŸในใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใ—ใŸ้ฃŸไบ‹ใŒใ—ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใ‹้ฉๅฝ“ใช้ฃŸไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ๅบ—ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ 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Chapter 4: More Than Words Hifumi walked leisurely into the town, disappearing into the crowd. Leaving the castle, Hifumi passed by an area lined with very large mansions that seemed to belong to nobles, arriving at an area lined with 2-storey and 3-storey houses, various shops, stalls and some food carts. An enticing smell wafts from the stall grilling and selling some kind of meat and fish. In a shop storing large amounts of vegetables, common people are happily gossiping. On a roadside table attached to a restaurant, some old men with pipes were discussing something. Men and women of all ages came and went, voices of merchants resounded here and there, adding to the hustle and bustle. The clothes varied, but could not be called beautiful. The clothing industry was quite possibly not too advanced, thought Hifumi. Incidentally, Hifumi was clad in a martial arts uniform, a dark blue hakama, on his feet were a style of sneakers. Besides, some people were glancing at Hifumi, but he wasn't worried, since it was a habit to go for a stroll wearing his hakama in Japan. Even though the King was incompetent, these fellows in town are quite well-built. That King was living quite extravagantly. Taking a silver coin out of the Dark Hole, Hifumi bought some skewers from a stall. He was looked at unkindly for taking out a silver coin for skewers that cost 5 copper coins, but was presented with twice the skewers when he said the change was unnecessary. As he ate while walking, he noticed a shop with a strange atmosphere. He did not see any products on display, nothing special drawing him in. A black cloth was hanging over the entrance, and a stern faced man standing near it with folded arms. Though there was a signboard, Hifumi could not read it. Because he was interested, he decided to call out. [ Aa..... what? ] Suddenly talked to, the man responded with his eyebrows raised. [ What kind of shop is this? ] [ It is written on the signboard. It is a slave shop and has nothing to do with a guy like you. ] [ Nothing to do? Without even an introduction? ] [ ....Such a thing, the cheapest of our slaves cost 50 gold coins, it is not an amount a youngster like you can pay. ] Finishing his speech, the man turned his eyes to the street again. A slave, huh... Thinking about the future, while walking, Hifumi thought about it again. Though I intended to travel around the world first... In the previous events, he could not read the characters, did not understand the values of the coins, and realised that he did not have enough knowledge at all. Though he shopped at the stalls, he did not get the change, so he didn't know about the conversion rate. If he had a slave, he would be able to obtain that knowledge, and it would be convenient in the future. He had enough money, after all, he had half the contents of the castle treasury. Even if it was a somewhat high-class slave, it would be sufficient. In case of betrayal, he would 'deal with the problem'. [ A gold coin, like this? ] Pulling out a gold coin from the Dark Hole, Hifumi threw it at the stern man. [ Ah? .... Yes, but one or two coins.... ] [ Put out your hands. ] Hifumi grabbed the man's wrist and forced it upwards. He threw out approximately 30 gold coins from the storage into the hands of the man who was surprised at Hifumi's strength. Though more than half spilled and scattered, Hifumi was unconcerned. [ Thank you for telling me this so kindly, but I want to see the commodities, get it? ] Dumbfounded, the man quickly picked up the gold coins, his attitude did a complete 180 and urged Hifumi inside the shop. [ W-Wait here please! M-Masterrrr ! ] The man disappeared into the depths of the shop, and another person came out. Without letting Hifumi wait too long, a man dressed in subdued, yet high quality clothes received him. [ I am sorry for keeping you waiting. I am this shop's manager. Dealing with the gatekeeper must have left a bad taste in your mouth..... ] Although smiling, the man appraised Hifumi on seeing him. [ Not a big deal. Though I heard it is possible to buy slaves here. ] [ That is generous of you. This shop certainly trades in slaves. Honoured customer, shall we begin the slave purchasing? Of course, I can explain a little about this for a first-time buyer. ] [ Ah, though embarrassing, I am from the countryside, so please explain everything. ] [ Well then... ] The manager explained concisely, holding to the main points. There are Crime slaves and Debt slaves, slaves sold for the sake of their families or villages called Realisation slaves. For Crime slaves, all of them belong to the country and are forced to work in the mines, etc, they are generally not sold. In general, there are only 2 kinds of slaves sold here : Debt and Realisation slaves. Though there are people who are kidnapped and enslaved, because there is a very high penalty for handling such slaves, most merchants don't deal in them. The slave's actions are limited by a tattoo imbued with special magic, it is impossible to rebel against the owner. Though slaves don't have rights, it is a crime to kill one without cause. [ Is it necessary for there to be a reason? ] [ I'm afraid so. Though the master or their family cannot harm the slave directly due to the limitation set into the tattoo, if the master's belonging is stolen, or if an associate of the master is harmed, it is not a crime. ] [ Is there a need to prove it? ] [ The master's testimony is enough. ] Seeing that the law was full of holes, Hifumi sighed. However, it is convenient. Shutting his eyes and thinking for a while, he asked the manager [ Is there a slave that meets my conditions now? Money is not an issue. ] The manager takes out a sheaf of parchment from his breast pocket, dips a quill in ink from a nearby table, and waits for the next words. [ Has to have enough strength, should be able to endure long travel, should be able to read and write. Also powerful enough to protect me in a fight. ] Quickly scribbling the data, the manager suddenly looked up. [ A man or a woman, which is preferred? ] [ Either one is fine. The problem is ability. ] [ Certainly. We will prepare it, please wait for a while. ] The manager ushers Hifumi to the interior of the shop. [ Here, the merchandise that meet your requirements. Please choose freely. ] [ Talk to them? ] [ Of course, no problem. ] The room Hifumi was taken to was wide, and ten men and women lined up against the walls in handcuffs. Wearing simple, dirty tunics, they looked hesitatingly at Hifumi. What kind of person buys them, their fate is in that party's hands. Hifumi imagined what he looked like in the eyes of the slaves. Hifumi hardly looked old enough to be earning money. Did he even look like a merchant, noble or well-to-do young man.... Recalling his appearance, he smiled wryly, realising that was not the case. Suddenly, among the slaves that had lined up, two women next to each other caught Hifumi's eye. One was of small build, height came upto Hifumi's neck, thin blue hair and emerald green eyes. The other was almost the same height as Hifumi, had a tempered and hard body. She had reddish eyes and brown hair. I saw it in town, hair and eyes like this are poles apart..... Both had well featured faces. Truly, an appearance such that a brothel owner will immediately buy them. [ You and you. Name? ] [ ....Origa] The smaller one answered in a fading voice. The brown haired one did not answer. Ignoring the audaciously staring brunette, Hifumi asked Origa. [ Then, Origa, what can you do? ] [ .... I can use wind and water magic. Besides.... ] After hesitating a little, catching her breath, she continued jerkily [ At night, can also keep company... ] [ Origa! ] To Origa's murmur, the brunette raised her voice. [ To be bought by such a person! A perverted noble buying us, how unpleasant... ] [ Such a thing! Do you not understand what kind of fellow this guy is? ] (Manager) The brunette seems to be called Kasha. Hifumi admitted he did have a strange air about him. 18 year old Hifumi had a sexual desire like anyone else, and he did not dislike women. Though currently, the satisfaction of depriving people of their lives suppressed his desires.... Not noticing the abnormality, Hifumi casually ran his eyes over Kasha's hands. [ Kasha, is it. You use both hands to wield a saber. In addition, you can wield swords in both hands at the same time. ] [ Generally, I can understand the rough ability from the muscle movements of your palm, forefinger and thumb. ] (TN: Huh? How?) Not just Kasha, but even Origa and the manager are at a loss for words. [ Certainly, this Kasha uses swords in both hands, her ability as an adventurer is quite good. Origa worked alongside Kasha, her magical ability is quite high. Both of them have become Debt slaves due to a large sum of money. ] The manager supplemented. Origa and Kasha listened with unpleasant expressions. Adventurer, huh.... Perhaps such an occupation exists in fantasy novels, forming parties whose task is subjugation and collection of demons and monsters. But in this world, what kind of occupation is this? [ Okay. Now you two decide. ] Hifumi's expression had a cold smile. [ I plan to travel in the future. Physical strength is necessary, fights are very likely. If you can follow without betraying me, I promise a fun life. ] [ What do you say? Being slaves to a fun life... ] [ I will follow. ] Origa answered Hifumi in a low voice. Her emerald green eyes stared firmly at him. A little frightened, her eyes shook with tears. Man, I've been scaring women since I came here. Turning a blind eye to his faults, he wondered (What should I do about Kasha?) Kasha trembled. Why is this man doing such an incomprehensible thing? Why is Origa following this fellow? She looked at the man in front of her. Though he is smiling, her spine freezes. This guy is dangerous. Her instinct sounds an alarm, this guy won't hesitate to jump into dangerous things. Rather than that, the darkness in the depths of his eyes brings anxiety to Kasha's heart. However, Kasha had no choice when it came to Origa. [ ....Understood. Though I do not understand how, I want you to take me with Origa.... ] [ It is decided! ] (Manager) Though Hifumi did not quite understand the mechanism of the tattoo, he smeared some blood on the tattoos on Origa and Kasha's shoulders, completing the contract.magic The amount of money paid for both of them was 600 gold coins. Paying the full amount in cash surprised the manager, Origa et al, but it was more surprising that the customer was a user of the rare Dark magic. [ An extremely mysterious person. Though it is obvious that he is from a far off place based on his clothes..... ] At first, the manager was trying to analyse Hifumi, but now treated him like a guest of honour, as evidenced by the tea and sweets in the drawing room. Behind Hifumi who was sitting on the sofa, Kasha and Origa stood with their handcuffs removed, both wearing simple tunics. [ This was good business. By all means, please visit our shop again when more slaves are needed. ] [ Ah, I too was able to do some good shopping. ] Wrapping the sweets in a cloth, Hifumi left the shop with his slaves. Greeted by the hustle an bustle of the city, Hifumi looked up at the sun. If morning and night were the same in this world, it would be noon. [ I'm hungry. ] Time flew during his morning practice, and he had only eaten a snack at the stall. He wanted a proper meal. [ Do you know any place that serves good food? ] [ In that case, there is a good store where I went a little.... There it is. ] Kasha answered Hifumi's question. [ It is not necessary to force yourself to use honorifics. ] Hifumi says with a calm smile, different from a while ago. Though he has an arrogant and self-centred standard that inconveniences others, he is kind to his family. If someone is not an enemy, he treats them humanely. [ Then, let us try out the recommended shop. Ah, that's right.... ] Neither Origa nor Kasha understood what he said, he continued, [ I am being chased by this kingdom's royalty, we need to leave. ]
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39.Roll On ใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ†ไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‘ ๆ—ฉๆœใฎ่ก—้“ใ‚’ใ€็Œ›็ƒˆใชใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใงใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใŒ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใฃใฆใ€็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพๆฑ—ใ ใใงใƒใƒณใƒ‰ใƒซใ‚’ๆผ•ใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใ‚’ใงใฆใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ็›ฎๅ‰ใฎ็พๅœจไฝ็ฝฎใพใงไผ‘ใพใšใซ่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใใŸใฎใงใ€ไบŒไบบๅ…ฑ็–ฒๅŠดๅ›ฐๆ†Šใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ๅˆปใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ้ ˜ไธปใฎๅ…ƒใธใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ‹ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†็พฉๅ‹™ๆ„ŸใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’่ฝใจใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพ็ต‚็‚นใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใ ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒผใƒซใฎ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใงๆดพๆ‰‹ใซ่„ฑ็ทšใ€‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏไบ‹ๆ•…ๆ™‚ใฎ็ทฉ่กๆใจใ—ใฆ็ฉใฟใ‚ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่—ใฎๅฑฑใซ้ ญใ‹ใ‚‰็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใŒใ‚ฌใ‚ตใ‚ฌใ‚ตใจ่—ใ‚’ใ‹ใๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆ้€™ใ„ๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธญใฎๆ–นใฎ่—ใ€่…ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‹......ใ€ ๅฃใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸ่—ใ‚’ๅใๅ‡บใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใตใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸๆ‰€ใซใ€้–€็•ชใฎๅ…ตใŒ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไฟบใฏๆ–ฅๅ€™้ƒจ้šŠใฎไผไปคใ ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†่ตฐใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๅŠ›ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซไผใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚......ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใŒใƒญใƒผใƒŒใซ่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ•ฐใฏใŠใ‚ˆใ13,000ใ€ใ†ใก้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏ500ใฏๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œใจใ†ใจใ†ๆฅใŸใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ไฟบใŒ้คจใพใง่กŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹!ใ€ ็ทŠๅผตๆ„Ÿใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ซ˜ๆšๆ„Ÿใฎๆ–นใŒๅ…ˆใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ“ใฎ้ ˜่ปใฎ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใฏๅคšใใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใฎๆ€ง่ณชใฏไผใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใŸๅ…ตใซๆฐดใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใฆ่ตทใ“ใ—ใ€ๆ‰‹ใŒ็ฉบใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใฏไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ๅบƒใ‚ใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๆŒ™ๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰้ ˜่ปใฎ้•ทใ„ไธ€ๆ—ฅใฏ่ปฝใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใงๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€้–“ๅปถใณใ—ใŸ่ฟ”็ญ”ใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ ไธญใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆœบใฎไธŠใซใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใฆไฝ•ไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚’ๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๅงฟใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‘ผใณใจใฎไบ‹ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‹ใ€‚ไผไปคใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๆŒ™ๅ…ตใฎๅ ฑใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ็ตๅฑ€ใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฎไบ‹ใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใชใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใใฃใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ›ใฃใ‹ใใŠๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่€…ใŸใกใฏใ“ใ‚Œใง่™Žใฎๅฐพใ‚’่ธใฟใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฎไบ‹ใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒ็„กใใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚้…ใใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใšใฃใจๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใฎ็ด™ใ‚’็จใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใŠๆ‚ฉใฟใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ้šๅˆ†ๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ ˜ใซใ‚‚ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹็‚บใฎๆญฃๅผใชๅฎถๅใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Œใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใฆใชใ€‚ๅ‡บๅ…ตใฎๆ™‚ใพใงใซๆฑบใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ€ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ ้ขๅ€’ใใ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใจๆ›ธ้กžใซโ€œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽโ€ใจๆ›ธใใชใใฃใŸใ€‚ๅˆฅใซๆ€ใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‚็„กใ„ใŒใ€ไป–ใซๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ใฐใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ—งใƒใƒผใ‚ฒใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃๅญ็ˆต้ ˜ใฏใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽๅญ็ˆต้ ˜ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šๅ…ˆ็™บ้šŠใ‚’้€ใฃใฆๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚’้€€ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ไพ‹ใฎไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‚ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ•ใ›ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใ—ใ“ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซ็›ดใใซใ”ๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ใŠไผใˆใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚็งใ‚‚ใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅ‹ๅˆฉใฎ็‚บใซๅฐฝใใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ้•ใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ไปŠๅ›žใฏใƒญใƒผใƒŒใ‚’็ฉบใซใ—ใฆๆ•—่ตฐใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‹ใ‘ใฆ้€€ใใคใคใ€็ฝ ใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ™ไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใจๆฑบใ‚ใ€ใใฎ็‚บใฎ่จ“็ทดใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆฅ่กŒๅ‹•ใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€่ฒ ใ‘ใŸใตใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฐ่ฑกใ‚’ๆ‚ชๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใง็›ธๅฟœใ—ใใชใ„ใจใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใซ่จ€ใˆใฐๅๅฏพใ—ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰่‡ช่บซใŒ่ฏใ€…ใ—ใ„ๅ‹ๅˆฉใชใฉใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๅผทใใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅคšใใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ๆฉŸไผšใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅ‹ใฆใฐใพใŸๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‹ใคใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ญใ‚’ใฒใญใ‚‹ใ—ๅทฅๅคซใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ‹ๅˆฉใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใŸใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ!ใ€ ใƒ‰ใƒใƒณใจๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใ้ง†ใ‘่พผใ‚“ใงๆฅใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใใ‚“ใชใซ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ•! ๆ—ฉใๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใชใ„ใจ!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใฎๅฝนๅ‰ฒใฏๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงๅ–šใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆš‡ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ็งปๅ‹•ใฎ็”จๆ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•......ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚ๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ๆปฒใพใ›ใŸ้ก”ใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ก”ใซใฏๅ‹•ๆบใ‚‚็„ฆใ‚Šใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใซใชใฃใฆไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใซใฏ่ฒดๅฅณใฎๅฝน็›ฎใŒๆœ‰ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็งใซใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ•ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅ‰็ทšใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅซŒใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ้ ‘ใชใชใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใงใฏใชใใ€ไธ€็ธทใฎๆœ›ใฟใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅๅฟœใฏๅ†ทๆทกใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใ€‚ๆœฌไบบใฎๅฅฝใใซใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅˆฅใซใ‚‚ใ†ไฟบใฎๅฅด้šทใงใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจๅ…ฑใซๆˆฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ่จ€่‘‰ใงใฎ่ชฌๅพ—ใฏ็„ก็†ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅคงๅˆ‡ใช่ˆžๅฐ่ฃ…็ฝฎใ ใ€‚ไฟบๅฅฝใฟใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใซใฏๅฟ…่ฆใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅˆ€ใ‚’่…ฐใซๅทฎใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃ......ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ๅฐใ•ใชใคใถใ‚„ใใฏ่ชฐใซใ‚‚่žใ‹ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใƒ”ใ‚นใƒˆใƒณ่ผธ้€ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็ฟŒๆ—ฅใซใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใธใฎ่ปใฎ็งปๅ‹•ใจๅฑ•้–‹ใŒใปใผๅฎŒไบ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏ็•ฐๅธธใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹้€Ÿๅบฆใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅนณๅ’Œใ ใชใ......ใ€ ๆ›‡ใ‚Š็ฉบใ ใŒใ€ๆฐ—ๆธฉใฏใ•ใปใฉไฝŽใใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ขดใฎๅธฏใ‚’ๅทปใ็›ดใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒญใƒผใƒŒๆ–น้ขใฎ่ก—้“ใ‚’ใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚่ก—้“่„‡ใซใฏ็‰‡้“ใ ใ‘ใ ใŒ็ทš่ทฏใŒๆ•ท่จญใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ƒŒๅพŒใฎใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฎ่ก—ใฎไธญใงใฏใ€้ฟ้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹ไฝๆฐ‘ใจ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚„้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใ‚‹ๅ…ตใŸใกใงๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบˆๆธฌใงใฏใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใซใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใฎๅ…ˆ้ ญใŒใ“ใฎ่ก—ใธใจๅˆฐ้”ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆบ–ๅ‚™ใงใใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏๆ‹…ใ„ใงใใŸใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใ‚’ใƒฌใƒผใƒซใซๆฎไป˜ใ‘ใ€้€ฒ่กŒๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใญ......ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆˆฆไบ‰ใฏๆ€–ใใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใฃใดใ‚‰ใซไบบใŒๆฎบใ›ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใ ใ€‚้€ƒใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅ‹ฟไฝ“็„กใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ‹ๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใซไน—ใ‚Š่พผใฟใชใŒใ‚‰็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ๆฎบใ™ๆฐ—ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใใชใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆ่ด…ๆฒขใ ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ๅ‡บ็™บใ€ ๅทไปคใซๅๅฟœใ—ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฐใƒณใ‚ฐใƒณใจ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใฏใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€ๆญปใฌใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฃใฆๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ......ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใŸๆ™‚ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚บใ‚ฟใ‚บใ‚ฟใซใชใ‚‹ๅงฟใ‚’ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ใฐใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ›ฝๅขƒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฏ็„กไบบใซใชใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใฎๆˆฆ่จ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ญฆๆˆ’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฝ ใ‚‚็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅคšใใฎไบบๆ•ฐใŒ่ก—้“ใซไธฆใณ็ชใ้€ฒใ‚“ใงๆฅใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใฏใ€็ทŠๅผตใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆ™‚่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ้‡Žๅ–ถใ‚’่กŒใŠใ†ไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฑ‹ๆ นใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใงๅฏใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅˆ†ใ€ๅ…ต้”ใฎๆ…ฐๅŠดใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใŸใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅ ้ ˜ๅพŒใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉไฝฟ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅฎถใ€…ใซใฏใƒ›ใ‚ณใƒชใŒ็ฉใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€็กฌใ„ๅœฐ้ขใซๅฏ่ปขใถใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏใƒžใ‚ทใ ใจๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๅ–œใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใƒฏใ‚คใƒฏใ‚คใจ้จ’ใŒใ—ใ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใชๅปบ็‰ฉใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็‰ฉ้™ฐใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฏ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใŒใฐใ‚‰ใฐใ‚‰ใงใ€ๆ•ฐไบบใ„ใ‚‹้šŠ้•ทใ ใ‹ๅฐ†่ปใ ใ‹ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใงใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ๅ˜ไฝใงๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ‰€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆญฃ่ฆๅ…ตใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ่กŒๅ‹•ใซๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใ€่ฆๅพ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„่ฆๅพ‹ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅฏ„ใ›้›†ใ‚ใฎๅฐ่ฑกใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…ต้”ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ๆ•ฐ็™พใ‹ใ‚‰ๅƒ็จ‹ใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใซๅˆฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใซใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ๅŒๅฃซใงไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚’่กŒใ„ใ€่จ€ใ„ไบ‰ใ„ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚‚ๅนดใ‹ใ•ใง้ซญใฎๆฟƒใ„ใ€ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ๆญฆๅฐ†็„ถใจใ—ใŸ็”ทใŒ้‡Žๅ–ถใซๅๅฏพใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ๅˆปใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซๆ”ปใ‚ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ในใใ ใจๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไป–ใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒไผ‘ๆฏใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซไธๆบ€ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๅˆ่ญฐใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใŸใกใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œๅˆฅใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆ่กŒใใจใ“ใ‚ใพใง็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (่ก—ใ”ใจใซ็ทจๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ปใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆๆดพ้ฃใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใช) ใ™ใ‚‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅปบ็‰ฉ่ฃใฎๅฝฑใซๆฝœใ‚€ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้™ฝใŒ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใพใงใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ€็œ ใ‚Šใซใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่ปใŒๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†ๅ ฑใฏใ€ๆ—ฉ้ฆฌใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธใ‚‚ไผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ 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ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใฏๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใŠ็ˆถๆง˜ใฎไป‡ใ‚’่จŽใคใซใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‘ๆ€ฏใงๅ›žใ‚Šใใฉใ„ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ‚’้ธใถใ—ใ‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ่ฆ‹ๅ‡บใ›ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅคฑๆ•—ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ๆญปใฌใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ€ๅผŸใฎไบ‹ใ‚’้ ผใฟใพใ™ใ€ ๅฎฐ็›ธใฏ่ชžใ‚‰ใšใ€ใŸใ ็คผใฎใฟใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅคœใซใชใฃใŸใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎ็”บใฏใ€ใฒใฃใใ‚Šใจ้™ใพใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใง่ถณใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๆ•ฐใ—ใ‹ใชใ„็ฏ็ซใฏใ€็œ ใŸใ’ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใ†ใ™ใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็…งใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ (ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ ใช) ใ™ใ‚‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ็‰ฉ้™ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅฝฑใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝฑใธใจๆธกใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎๆจ™ใฏใ€่ปใฎใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใŸใกใŒใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œ้ธใ‚“ใ ๅปบ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ ไธ€็•ชๆ‰‹่ฟ‘ใชๅปบ็‰ฉใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€่ฉฆใ—ใซๆœจๆˆธใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจ้ตใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใใฎใพใพไพตๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅปบ็‰ฉๅ†…ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใฏไบ”ใคใ€‚้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ”ใจใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๆ‰‹่ฟ‘ใช้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”ทใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆฌกใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ๅŒๆง˜ใซๆฎบๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใฏใ„ใฏใ„ๆฌกใ€ๆฌก) ๅŒๆง˜ใซๅปบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆธกใ‚Šๆญฉใใ€ๆ˜ผ้–“่ฆ‹ใŸใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใจๆ€ใ—ใ้€ฃไธญใจใ€ๅŒใ˜ๅปบ็‰ฉใซใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅฅณใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆไธฒๅˆบใ—ใซใ—ใฆๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€‚ (ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ˜ ็”ปใ‚ใฃใŸใช) ใƒ›ใƒฉใƒผใฏๅซŒใ„ใชใฎใงใ†ใ‚่ฆšใˆใฎๆ˜ ๅƒใŒ้ ญใซๆตฎใ‹ใถใ€‚ ไธ€ๅคชๅˆ€ใง่‹ฆใ—ใพใšใซๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใจๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใซใ•ใใ‚Šใจๅˆ€ใ‚’็ชใใ„ใ‚Œใฆๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้ ธๅ‹•่„ˆใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šๆ–ฌ้ฆ–ใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ไธ€็ชใใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆžœใฆใฏ้ก”้ขใ‹ใ‚‰่„ณใ‚’่ฒซใ„ใŸใ‚Š่ƒดไฝ“ใ‚’็œŸใฃไบŒใคใซใ™ใ‚‹ใชใฉใ€ๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅๅฟœใฏใฉใ†ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅฎŸ้จ“ใ‚’ๅ…ผใญใŸใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไบŒๆ™‚้–“ใปใฉใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€็›ฎใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ้€ฃไธญใฏ็š†ๆฎบใ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ชฐไธ€ไบบใจใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใšใ€็„กๆŠตๆŠ—ใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ ใ‘ใฎไฝœๆฅญใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅพŒๅŠใซใฏใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้ฃฝใใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใฏๆŠตๆŠ—ใ‚„ๅๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆœŸๅพ…ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใซใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไธๆบ€ใฏๆบœใพใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ้ฃŸๆ–™ใ‚‚ๆ™‚ใ€…่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใŒใ€้ฃขใˆใฆๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใŒใชใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚‚้ข็™ฝใใชใ•ใใ†ใชใฎใงใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใšใซใŠใใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใ€ๅˆ่ญฐใงไธ€ไบบๆฏๅทปใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ็”ทใŒ้ธใ‚“ใ ๅปบ็‰ฉใธใจไพตๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคงใ„ใณใใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ซญใ‚ชใƒคใ‚ธใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฏใ™ใใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸใใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใงใฏใชใๆบๅธฏ็”จใฎ็พฝใƒšใƒณใจใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏๅฃบใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้กใซใ€Ž้จ’้Ÿณๅ…ฌๅฎณ้‡Ž้ƒŽใ€ใจๆผขๅญ—ใงๆ›ธใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใจใ„ใ†ๅใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใใฃใฆใฎ็Œ›ๅฐ†ใจๆใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”ทใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ…ตใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใฆๆ•ตใธ็ชๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฎ่‹›็ƒˆใ•ใฏๅณใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ„ใชใ„ใจใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๆ€งๆ ผใฎ่’ใ•ใ‚‚ใพใŸๆœ‰ๅใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใŒไพๅพ“ใซๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆ่ฝๆ›ธใใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใใฎๆ€’ใ‚Šใฏไธ€็žฌใงๆฒธ้จฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ไปฅๅค–ใฎๅฐ†ใŸใกใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉๆฎบๅฎณใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๅฝผใฎ่ฟ‘ใใซ่กŒใ‘ใชใ„ใปใฉใซๆ€’ใ‚Š็‹‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‘ๆ€ฏใซใ‚‚ๅฏๅ…ฅใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’็‹™ใ„ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ไฟบใ‚’็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใใจใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ !ใ€ ๅฝ“ใ‚Šๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไพๅพ“ใฏใ€ๅฐใ•ใใชใฃใฆ้ป™ใ‚‹ไปฅๅค–ใซใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใŒไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใซๆฏ”ในใฆ่„…ๅจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹! ไฟบใชใฉ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ใ”ไธๅฏงใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒญใƒผใƒŒใ‚’ๅŽปใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–€็•ชใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—็ตถใ•ใ›ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใใฎไบ‹ใงๅค–้ƒจใฎ่€…ใŒ็Šฏไบบใ ใจใ„ใ†่ช่ญ˜ใŒใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใซๆคใˆไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ่€…ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆฑบใ‚ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้€ƒใ’ใใณใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใŸใกใ‚’ๅคง้Ÿณๅฃฐใง่„…ใ—ใคใ‘ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€ๅ…ตใฎๆถˆ่€—ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใชใ„้€Ÿๅบฆใง่ปใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฎใ‚Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚! ไฟบใŒ่ก—ใธใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎๆœ€ๆœŸใ ! ็›ฎใซ็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚!ใ€ ๅŽใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ†คใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ€’ๅฃฐใซๅค‰ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚
Chapter 39: Roll On Along the road illuminated by the morning sun runs a handcar at neck-breaking speed. Two soldiers are silently pumping the car down the rail, drenched in sweat. Since leaving Arosel they have gone non-stop towards Folkalore, and though are much exhausted they do not stop; their duty to their lord motivates them to return even a second sooner. And upon reaching their destination, the hand car passed beyond the end of the rail, crashing and sending the soldiers into a mountain of straw, which was there to break their fall. Even so, one of them fainted from the impact, while the other hurried out from the straw. [Blegh... it's rotten, isn't it] He said, spitting out straw from his mouth. Soldiers from the gate run up to him, [Who goes there?!] [Ah, I am a messenger from the scout division. I can no longer run, so pass my words to Lord Hifumi... Vichy troops have been spotted approaching Rhone. A host of about 13,000 men. 500 of them may be magic casters.] [So they have come!] [Alright, I'm heading off to the castle!] More than tension the soldiers felt exhilaration, and this atmosphere spread through the army. They spoke with the scout for but a brief moment, but had already understood the crux of the report. The passed out soldier was awoken with a bucket of water, and the soldiers who were otherwise unoccupied went around telling the others the news. This day began with the lightest mood the soldiers have felt since Vichy began preparing their forces, Origa knocked on the door to the lord's office, and waited to be permitted to enter. Upon entering, she saw Hifumi with his legs crossed on the table, pondering something. Kasha was nowhere to be seen. [You have called for me, how can I be of service?] [Origa? A messenger reported incoming Vichy force] [So it's finally time?] [In the end, they completely ignored the matter with Beirevra] Origa gently shook her head. [I am grateful for the concern, but the fault lies with Vichy for stepping on the tiger's tail. The matter of Beirevra can be solved when Vichy is no more] Hifumi said whilst holding onto the paper in his hand. [What has been on your mind, my lord?] [Since a while back, I've been told to settle on a formal Family name for my domain. I hadn't thought to do it until the next expedition, though] He didn't want to think about it, so he used to write "Tohno" on the documents. He wasn't particularly attached to the name, but couldn't think of anything else. And since then, the region was known as Vagenti's Domain no longer. It was now Tohno's Domain. [Alright. Just as we planned, have the garrison forces return. Have the prototypes prepared as well] [Understood. I will pass the order along to Alyssa. I am honored to be allowed to assist you my lord on your path towards victory] [That's wrong] [I apologize. We shall show Hifumi-sama how we wonderfully crush the enemy] Currently the plan was to empty Rhone, set traps, and decrease the number of enemies that way. Hifumi, however, would move on his own. Origa saw is inappropriate to allow Hifumi's image to deteriorate because of a loss, and thus rejected this kind of tactic, but because Hifumi himself did not care much for victory, she didn't object too strongly. After all, he started the war to kill a lot of people; if he won, he would have to plan another battle, and devise schemes to win the next one. Victory itself mattered little to Hifumi. [I hear that Vichy has invaded!] The door opened with a bang, and Kasha ran in. [Why are you so relaxed! We have to prepare] [Calm down. You have a task you must carry out. There's no use shouting around in our Lord's room. Prepare for Hifumi-sama's departure.] [Y-yes, but... Origa is also going to fight?] Kasha's face was dyed in worry, while Origa carried a cool expression.magic [What are you saying now? You have your mission, I have mine] [Hifumi-san, surely you can't possibly let Origa out onto the front lines?!] Obstinately, Kasha directed the conversation at Hifumi, but his cool response crushed her hopes. [Not really. She should do as she will. She is not my slave, you see] [I will fight together with Hifumi-sama] Seeing that no further words could convince either of them, Kasha's shoulders dropped and, [... I will make preparations] [Would that be fine?] [She is a part of the larger play. She's necessary to set the stage as I will it] Hifumi wore his katana on his hip, and left. [Kasha is just a fool, after all...] A whisper that no one could have heard. By the rail and shuttle one could reach Arosel from Folkare by the following day, and thus in a day the forces were assembled there. This was a speed never before seen in this world. [How peaceful...] Though it was cloudy, it was not cold. Tying the obi of his hakama, Hifumi looked down the road in the direction of Rhone. On one side of the road lay the tracks. Behind Hifumi, in the city of Arosel, the hoi polloi were taking shelter while the soldiers were busily getting ready for war. By their predictions, the vanguard of the Vichy forces was set to come into view by tomorrow. [We have finished preparations] Alyssa stated, having arrived with two soldiers. The soldiers were on the handcart, choosing the direction it would move in. ['Tis finally time... Hifumi-san truly does not fear war?] [It's an opportunity to kill people in broad daylight. Missing it would be a shame] [You never think that you will be the one to be killed?] Hifumi answered Alyssa's question while as he got onto the handcart. [Of course I do. When you kill, it's a privilege to not be killed] [Huh?] [Alright, let's go] The soldiers set the cart into motion upon his order. The cart accelerated and soon it was out of sight. [So Hifumi-san also thinks about dying...] Remembering her own close brush with death, Alyssa tried imaging a mortally wounded Hifumi, but could conjure no such image in her mind. Rhone, on the border, had no garrison and no traps to welcome the invaders. The Vichy vanguard were able to relax only after a few hours, and came to use Rhone as a rest area. Probably to attempt to reward their soldiers as much as they could. As Orsongrande forces never used the houses in Rhone, a thick layer of dust was present in every building, but it was still better than sleeping on grass and stones. And observing these boisterous soldiers who were partaking in a meal, was none other than Hifumi. Vichy soldiers were shabbily dressed, and outside of the captains and generals giving out orders, none looked like a part of the regular army. The way they moved showed an attempt at discipline but a complete lack of thereof as well, a truly shabby scene. Observing this horde and separating them into groups of hundreds and thousands, were the captains and the generals. These men came together and started bickering angrily. The eldest among them, a man with a dark mustache, was clearly in disagreement with the rest. He was demanding that they immediately attack Orsongrande, while the others were demanding a break, leading to discontent and disagreement between them. When their "meeting" concluded, each commander went into a different building. (They are probably planning on rearranging the troops after they all have gathered in the city) Gliding into the shadows created by buildings, Hifumi slept there until it was dark. Upon hearing that Vichy troops were advancing, an individual took the fastest horse to Orsongrande Castle. [...Pajo, as expected] [Ay!] Upon learning of the news Imeraria called Pajo and ordered her dispatch reinforcements to Folkalore, as they have previously schemed. When Pajo had left, Imeraria called in the Prime Minister. He, too, knew of her intentions. [Imeraria-sama... are you certain this is what you wish for?] [I have made up my mind. Pajo, too, is satisfied... Yes, it is my fault that Hifumi-sama was brought into this world and subjected to unpleasant happenings] Imeraria's gaze was towards Folkalore. [That, however, does not give him a right to trample on this world. I can't say I am not motivated by a personal grudge, though... Had he fought the beast-men there may have been use of him, but fighting fellow humans is unforgivable] [Imeraria-sama...] ['Tis an underhanded trick, but should Hifumi-sama overcome the predicament before him, should he be such an aberrant of a man, then no one under the heavens could stop him. But I have been told Vichy forces number more than ten thousand. Victory with a handful of men is impossible.] And as her tears spilled out, [I am powerless. I can't even strike down my father's foe without resorting to cheap tricks. Should I fail I too will die. When that happens, please take care of my brother] The Prime Minister, without saying anything, bowed and left. Night had fallen on the city of Rhone shrouding it in darkness and silence. Some still stood around campfires, their sleepy faces illuminated by its light. (I guess it's time) Hifumi slipped out from his hiding spot and traveled from shadow to shadow. His targeted the buildings he demarcated as belonging to commanders. He approached the first building and tried the lock on the wooden door--it was unlocked so he went in. There were five people inside the house. One in each room, sleeping. He entered a room and slit the throat of a sleeping enemy. Then to the next, and the next, murdering as he went. (Yup, yup, next, next) Hifumi then moved to the next housing, dispatching of the men he remembered seeing that day and any who were in the house. Some were embracing a woman, so he skewered both of them. (Wasn't there a movie with a similar plot?) Hifumi was not a fan of horror, so he didn't remember the movie all too well. Picking methods that would dispose of his enemies quickly, Hifumi felt like he was being a kind person to them. But he did indeed pick methods like cutting the carotid artery, decapitating, stabbing in the heart, stabbing the brain, cutting a body in half--methods were such that a sleeping person could not react. Within two hours he had planned to dispose of every commander. Not a single had learned of Hifumi's presence, nor put up any resistance, causing Hifumi to quickly grow bored. He desperately hoped that some would counterattack, but all disappointed. He also saw food, but found it boring to kill starving enemies, so decided not to tamper with it. At last he entered the building where the mustache-commander was. The mustache-geezer was soundly snoring in his room. After observing his sleeping face, Hifumi took out not his katana, but a quill and wrote. Buer, the man feared as the strictest general, awoke with the phrase{Noisy Bastard} written on his forehead. Buer was known as the strongest, most violent general, and his anger was likewise famous. Thus when he saw the phrase written on his forehead he exploded in anger. Yet even that anger was incomparable to his rage when he heard that every other commander was killed. [Such cowardly tricks! And why leave me alive?!] His poor chamberlain could only remain silent through his anger. [Is he saying that I'm not a threat?! That my presence wouldn't change anything?!] Hifumi was kind enough upon leaving Rhone to show himself to a patrolling soldier and then knock him out. This way he meant to convey that the slaughter was carried out by someone from the outside. Buer, of course, figured that Orsongrande must have done it. Buer berated these individuals, threatening them with the greatest of punishment, and failed to consider his troops when forcing the march. [Orsongrande bastards! I will reach your gates and end you! Just come before me!] The soldiers drowning in his constant litany of anger and hatred, were marching towards Folkalore even more exhausted than they were yesterday.
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152.Don'T Stop The Party ใ€Œๆฒนใ‚’ใ—ใฟใ“ใพใ›ใŸๆงใซ็ซใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆๆ‰“ใก่พผใ‚€ใฎใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œ็‹™ใ„ใฏไธๆญปๅ…ตใ ! ็ฎฑใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ็„ผใๅฐฝใใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ‚„ใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๆŒ‡็คบใŒ้ฃ›ใณใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้€ฃๅˆ่ปใŒๆฌกใ€…ใซ็ซ็Ÿขใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ็‡ƒใˆ็››ใ‚‹ๆงใ‚’ๅŸŽใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆ‰“ใก่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ๆ™‚ๆŠ˜ๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จๆœฌไฝ“ใ‚’็‡ƒใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ๅ…ตใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ”ๆ„›ๅฌŒใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใฎใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? ใŠๅŸŽใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็ซใ‚’็‚นใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ€ ่‡จๆ™‚็›ธ่ซ‡ๅฝนใจใ„ใ†้ฉๅฝ“ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ๅฝน่ทใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒใ€่‚ฉๆ›ธใซไผผๅˆใ‚ใชใ„่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใชใ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใ€ๅŸŽใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฏ็ซไบ‹ใซใชใ‚Šใซใใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ็Ÿณใงไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ—ใ€ๅค–ๅฃไป˜่ฟ‘ใซใฏ็‡ƒใˆใ‚‹็‰ฉใ‚’็ฝฎใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใฏๅŸบๆœฌใงใ™ใ€‚ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใซ็ขบ่ชใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅฐๅฑ‹ใชใฉใฏ็„ผใ‘ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅŸŽใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅ•้กŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใŠ่ฉณใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใญใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎๆ„ŸๆƒณใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅฏ็ฌ‘ใ—ใใฆไป•ๆ–นใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใตใฃใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็ฌฌไธ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใจใ—ใฆ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œ่‚ฒใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใŠๅŸŽใŒ่‡ชๅฎ…ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒไฝ•่€…ใ‹ใ‚’ๅ†่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ่ตค้ขใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๆ•™ใˆใฆใ•ใ—ใ‚ใ’ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚่žใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚่‰ฒใ€…ใจ่žใใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ™ใจใ€ๅŸŽ้–€ใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใง็‚ŽใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใ†ใ‚ใๅฃฐใŒๆฌกใ€…ใซไธŠใŒใฃใฆใฏๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎ็„กๅŠ›ๅŒ–ใฏ้ †่ชฟใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ‰“ใก่พผใ‚ใฐใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆŠผใˆ่พผใ‚ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ†ใชใšใ„ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็งปใ™ใ€‚ ็›ฎใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ็„ก่จ€ใง้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใ€‚ไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใซใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไฝœๆˆฆ้–‹ๅง‹!ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅทไปคใจๅ…ฑใซใ€็ซใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๆงใŒๆ•ฐๆœฌใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆงใŒ็‹™ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๆ™’ใ—่€…็„ถใจใ—ใฆๅŠใ‚Šไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ๅฎฐ็›ธใใฎไบบใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใฃ!?ใ€ ๅฃฐใฏ่žใ“ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€็‡ƒใˆ็››ใ‚‹ๅ‰ๅบญใ‚’ๅ‘†็„ถใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ™ใ่„‡ใฎๅฃใซๆงใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ€็Ÿณใฎ็ ด็‰‡ใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’็›ฎๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ€ๅ†ใณใ‚‚ใŒใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็ธ„ใงๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็ธ›ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไฝ“ใฏใ€่Š‹่™ซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‘ใ‚‹็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ•ฐๆœฌใฎๆงใŒ่ฒซ้€šใ—ใŸๆ™‚็‚นใง็ธ„ใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Š่งฃใ‘ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏ่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ๆœฌใฎๆงใŒใ€็„กๆƒจใชๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๅŠใ‚‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็ธ„ใ‚’ๅถ็„ถๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ—ใ€ๅค–ๅฃใฎ็ช่ตทใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใฆ่ทณใญใŸๆญปไฝ“ใฏใ€็‡ƒใˆใ‚‹ๅ‰ๅบญใธใจ่ฝใกใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฝไธ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ€‚ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ€็”Ÿใใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฐ†ๅ…ตใŸใกใฎไผš่ฉฑใฏใ€้จ’้Ÿณใฎไธญใซใ‹ใๆถˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ตใŸใกใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใ‚’็งๅˆฉ็งๆฌฒใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆ“ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸๅฅธ่‡ฃใ‚’ๆˆๆ•—ใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†้”ๆˆๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๅ……ๅˆ†ใซๅ‘ณใ‚ใ†ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ€ใใฎๆฉŸไผšใ‚’่ญฒใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€้ƒจใฎๅฐ†ๅฎ˜ใŸใกใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใฏ้•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๆ‰‹ใงใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ซ˜ๅฎ˜ใŒๆฎบๅฎณใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†่จ˜้Œฒใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ•ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใงๅง‹ๆœซใจใคใ‘ใ‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ้€ฒ่จ€ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ ใจ็”˜ใ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๅ›ฝๅทใŒๅค‰ๆ›ดใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ไธๆ€่ญฐใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚่‰ฏใ่žใ“ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€ ้จ’้Ÿณใซ็ด›ใ‚ŒใŸ่‹ฆใ€…ใ—ใ„่จ€่‘‰ใ€‚ ใใฐใซใ„ใŸๅ…ตใŒใ€ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’่žใใใณใ‚ŒใŸใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆ่žใ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใŸใฎใ‚’ใ€ๅ’ณๆ‰•ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่จ€ใ„็›ดใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใฏใ€็ซใŒๅŽใพใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌใจใคใ’ใใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ๆƒœใ—ใ„ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใงๆฐด้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๆถˆ็ซใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ›ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆญฉๅ…ตใฏ็Šถๆณ็ขบ่ชใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใฎ่ญท่ก›ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ไธๆญปๅ…ตใŒใพใ ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚้™ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ๅพŒๆ–นใซไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใŒใ€ๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆ็‡ƒใˆใ‚‹ๅŸŽใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ˜ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚Šใจๅ‰้€ฒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆฐด้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ไป–ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใ‚‚่ฟฝ้šใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆˆ‘ใ€…ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ่ปใ€‚ๅด้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡่ปใŒ็ชๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ? ๅด้ขใซ้–€ใฏ็„กใ„ใฎใ ใŒ......ใ€ ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบบใฎๅฐ†ใฏ้›‘ๅฟตใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใปใฉใใ€‚ ใ€Œๆถˆ็ซใŒๅฎŒไบ†ใ—ๆฌก็ฌฌ็ชๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹! ใ“ใ“ใพใงๆฅใŸใฎใ ! ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใซๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใ !ใ€ ๅฃฐใ‚’ๆƒใˆใฆๅฟœใˆใŸๅ…ตใŸใกใซใ€ๅฐ†ใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰ๅ…จใฆใŒๅ›ฎใ ใจใฏๅฃใŒ่ฃ‚ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใชใ€ใจใ„ใ†่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ๅŸŽๅ†…ใซใฏใ€ไธๆญปๅ…ตไปฅๅค–ใซใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ๅดใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒไบ”ๅๅใปใฉๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๆˆฆ้—˜่ฆๅ“กใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใง็ฝ ใ‚’่จญ็ฝฎใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆ•ตใŒ็ชๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็ฝ ใ‚„็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€้›‘็”จใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝน็›ฎใ‚’่ฒ ใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœฌๆฅใŒๅŸŽๅ†…่ญฆๅ‚™ใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใงใ€ๅŸŽใฎๆง‹้€ ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏ็†Ÿ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซ็‡ƒใˆใฆใฆใ‚‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ไผ‘ๆ†ฉๅฎคใจใ—ใฆ่ฉฐใ‚่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸไบŒ้šŽใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ€‚ๅŸŽใฎ่ฅฟ็ซฏใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€็‡ƒใˆ็››ใ‚‹ๅ‰ๅบญใŒ่ฆ‹ๆธกใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ€‚ๅŸŽใฎๆœฌไฝ“ใซใฏ็ซใŒใคใ„ใฆใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๅปถ็„ผใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œไธๆญปๅ…ตใ ใฃใ‘? ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใกใพใฃใŸใชใ€ ๅพ…ๆฉŸๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ‚Šใซๅ‡บใŸ่€…ใŸใกไปฅๅค–ใฏๆ‰‹ๆŒ็„กๆฒ™ๆฑฐใงใ€้›‘่ซ‡ใซ็ฒพใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใจใฃใฆใฏไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’็ด›ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๅคงๅˆ‡ใชใ‚ณใƒŸใƒฅใƒ‹ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ้ขใฎๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŒใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ไธ€้šŽใซ็ชๅ…ฅใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็ขบใ‹ไธ€้šŽใฎ็ฝ ใฎ็Šถๆณใฏไบ”ไบบใง็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ๅฝนๅ‰ฒใŒๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบ”ไบบใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆไธ€้šŽใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ๅปŠไธ‹ใธใจๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใพใใ„ใ‘ใฐใ€้ƒจ้šŠ้•ทใจใ‹ใ‚’ไป•็•™ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใช่‡ชไฟกใŒๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ......ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅพ…ๆฉŸๅฎคใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€็ช็ ดใ•ใ‚ŒใฆไบŒ้šŽใซๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใƒ€ใƒกใ‹ใชใ€ ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้“ๅ…ทใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚ไฟบใŸใกใซใฏใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Œใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€ ๅŒใ˜้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ้‹ๅ‘ฝใ ใ€ใจ่ชžใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚ธใ‹......ใ€ ๅŸŽใฎๆฑๅดใ€ใใณใˆใŸใคๅก€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตใฏใ€ๅ››ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ๅก€ใซ้•ทใ„็ธ„ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใŸ้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ใฒใฃใ‹ใ‘ใ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไธŠใฃใฆใ„ใใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ๅ‘†็„ถใจ่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅก€ใฎไธŠใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŒใ€ไธ‹ใซใ„ใ‚‹ไบŒๅๅใปใฉใฎ้ธๆŠœใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้Ž–้ŽŒใฏใใฎใพใพใซใ—ใฆใŠใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†้Žฎ็ซใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ€ฅใ”ใ†ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจไผใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใธ้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅๅใปใฉใ„ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใ™ในใฆใŒใ€ๅŒๆง˜ใซ็ธ„ใ‚’ไผใฃใฆ็™ปใ‚Šใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใธใจ้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใซใจใฃใฆใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ๆœ€ๅคงใฎไฟฎ็พ…ๅ ดใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ปฝ่ฃ…ใง็ฒพใ€…้ฉ่ฃฝใฎ่ƒธๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ„ใฉใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใจ้•ใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใฎๅคšใใŒ้‡‘ๅฑžใฎ้Žงใ‚„ๅ…œใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้‡้‡ๅทฎใฏ่จ€ใ†ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฎใ“ใ‚Œใ—ใ!ใ€ ใจใƒญใƒผใƒ—ใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใ่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๅˆฐ้”ใ›ใšใซ่ฝไธ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ‚ใฆ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใ€ๅก€ใฎไธŠใพใงๅˆฐ้”ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใ‚‹ๅ‹‡ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š็ตžใ‚‹ใพใงใ€ใŸใฃใทใ‚ŠไบŒๅๅˆ†ใ‚’่ฆใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆถˆ็ซใŒๅฎŒไบ†ใ—ใ€ไธ€้šŽใซ็ชๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๆญฉๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ๅบƒใ€…ใจใ—ใฆไฝ•ใ‚‚็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚จใƒณใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ็—›ใฃ!? ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ?ใ€ ็—›ใฟใ‚’่จดใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ่ปขใŒใฃใฆๆ‚ถ็ตถใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ€‚ ้…ใ‚Œใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸ้ƒจ้šŠ้•ทใŒใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚จใƒณใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใฎๅบŠไธ€้ขใซ็ณธใŒใคใ„ใŸ้‡ฃใ‚Š้‡ใŒๆ•ทใ่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ„ใ‚จใƒณใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใงใ‚‚ๅฐใ•ใช้‡ฃใ‚Š้‡ใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใฅใ‚‰ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒณใƒ€ใƒซ็Šถใฎๅฑฅ็‰ฉใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ้‡ใฎ็—›ใฟใซๅบงใ‚Šใ€่ปขใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅพŒ็ถšใŒใใ‚Œใซๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ปขๅ€’ใ—ใ€ๅฐใ•ใช้‡ใ‚’ๅ…จ่บซใซๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใ‘! ๅ†ท้™ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจ......ใ‚ใคใฃใ€ ๅบŠใซ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚’่ธใฟ่ถŠใˆใŸ้ƒจ้šŠ้•ทใฏใ€่‚ฉใซๆถฒไฝ“ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸๅฐใ•ใช้™ถๅ™จ็“ถใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚ˆใ‚ใ‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅพ—ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฌ่‰ฒใ‚’ใ—ใŸๆถฒไฝ“ใŒในใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใƒ›ใƒƒใจใ—ใฆๆฏใ‚’ๅธใ„่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‡ญใฃ!ใ€ ๅตใŒ่…ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅˆบๆฟ€่‡ญใŒใ€้ƒจ้šŠ้•ทใ‚’่ฅฒใ†ใ€‚ ่‡ณ่ฟ‘่ท้›ขใงๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅธใ„่พผใ‚“ใ ้ƒจ้šŠ้•ทใฏๆ˜ๅ€’ๅฏธๅ‰ใง่บซใ‚‚ใ ใˆใ—ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€้ƒจ้šŠ้•ทใ ใ‘ใงใชใๅ‹•ใใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซๆฌกใ€…ใจๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆถฒไฝ“ใฏใ€ใ‚จใƒณใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’็žฌๆ™‚ใซ่…่‡ญใฎๅœฐ็„็ตตๅ›ณใซๅค‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ็ณธใจ้‡ใซ็ตกใพใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅฐใ•ใช็—›ใฟใ‚’ๅ…จ่บซใซๅ—ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆฏใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ‚‚้ผปใฎๅฅฅใ‚’ๅˆบๆฟ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎๆ‚ช่‡ญใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใชใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅ˜”ๅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่จ“็ทดใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‘ฝใฏๅ–ใ‚‰ใชใใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ‚„ใ‚„ใใใ‚‚ใฃใŸใใฎๅฃฐใฏใ€ใ‚จใƒณใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ไบŒ้šŽใธไธŠใŒใ‚‹ๅคง้šŽๆฎตใฎไธŠใซใŸใค่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ๆŒใกใฎ็“ถใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใฏใ€ๅฃฐใŒๅ‡บใซใใ„ใ€ใจ้ก”ใซใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅทปใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๅธƒใ‚’ๅค–ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฝ ใซใฏใพใ‚Šใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸ! ๅŒๅ›ฝไบบใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฆใ€ๆ’ค้€€ใ‚’ใ€ใŠใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆ......ใ€ ไธ€็ท’ใซ็“ถใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใ„ใŸ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใŒใ€ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงๅธƒใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฏ่ถŠใ—ใงใ‚‚ๆถ™็›ฎใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Šถๆณใงใ€็„ก้‰„็ ฒใช็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅŒๅƒšใ‹ใ‚‰่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใฏ็›ฎใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใพใจใ‚‚ใซ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ„ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒ ใ‘ใŸใ€ใ‹......ใ€ ้ƒจ้šŠ้•ทใฏใ“ใฟไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅฟ…ๆญปใงๆŠ‘ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใงใฎ่ฒ ใ‘ใฏๅˆฅใซๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ€ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใ‚ใใพใง้™ฝๅ‹•ใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ€‚ๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‚’ๅˆถๅœงใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‹ใ‘ใฎ็›ฎๆจ™ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅŸŽใธใจไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใฎใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ ใจ้Œฏ่ฆšใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๅฝผใฎๆœฌๅฟƒใ‚’่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใฎๆˆฆๆžœใฏๆฌฒใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใ€ใ”ๆญฆ้‹ใ‚’......ใ€ ็ฅˆใ‚Šใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ดกใŽใ€้ƒจ้šŠ้•ทใฏใใฃใจ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆใ€ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒ้š ใ—้€š่ทฏใฎๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใงใ™ใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€็ทŠๆ€ฅไบ‹ๆ…‹ใฎใฟใ€็Ž‹ๆ—ใจใใฎไพๅพ“ใฎใฟใŒๅˆฉ็”จใงใใ‚‹ใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใธใจใคใชใŒใ‚‹้š ใ—้€š่ทฏใฏใ€ๅŸŽใฎ็œŸ่ฃใ€ๆœจใ€…ใŒ็”Ÿใ„่Œ‚ใ‚‹ไธญใซใ‚ใ‚‹็Ÿณ็ข‘ใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็Ÿณ็ข‘ใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใ€ๅŒ่กŒ่€…ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ญท่ก›ใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตไบŒๅใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ€ใใ—ใฆใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚‚ๅŒ่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใ‚’ไป–ๅ›ฝใฎๆ–นใŒ้€šใ‚‹......ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆ–นใŒๆˆ‘ใŒๅŸŽใธๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ็ทŠๅผตใ‚’ใ”ใพใ‹ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฉฑใ™ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏไผš้‡ˆใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…‰ๆ „ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚......ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใ€ๆ€ฅใŽใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šใชใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ้ ใใ€ๅŸŽใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ็ชๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹้›„ๅซใณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้€†ใซใ€ๆฑๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใŸใกใฎๅฃฐใŒใ„ใพใ„ใก่žใ“ใˆใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ไพตๅ…ฅๆ–นๆณ•ใฏๆ–ฅๅ€™ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฒดๅฅณใซใŠไปปใ›ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€‚็ฐกๅ˜ใชๆ–นๆณ•ใงใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆ—ฉใ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจๆ€ฅใ‹ใ™ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏไธๅฎ‰ใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไปŠใฏใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€ใจๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซ็Š ็‰ฒใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ็Ÿณ็ข‘ใฎไธญใปใฉใ€ๆฅ”ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ’ƒใก่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸๅฐใ•ใช็Ÿณใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’ๅฉใ่ฝใจใ™ใจใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ็Ÿณ็ข‘ๆœฌไฝ“ใซ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ€ใใฃใจๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ็Ÿณ็ข‘ใŒๅฐๅบงใฎไธŠใ‚’ๆป‘ใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€้šŽๆฎตใŒ้œฒใ‚ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ้€š่ทฏใซใฏใ“ใ‚Œใจใ„ใฃใฆ็ฝ ใชใฉใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ไธ€ๆœฌ้“ใงใ™ใ€‚ไบŒไบบใŒไธฆใ‚“ใง็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใฎๅน…ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๅ…ˆใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒ็ถšใใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎๅพŒใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ็ถšใใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจ็ถšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธญใฏๆš—ใใ€ๅ…ˆ้ ญใฎไบŒไบบใจใ€้จŽๅฃซไบŒไบบใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ่ฃฝใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚ŠใŒ้ ผใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ็Ÿณ้€ ใ‚ŠใฎๅบŠใ€ๅฃใ€ๅคฉไบ•ใฏ้ฃพใ‚Šๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅปถใ€…ใจๅ…ˆใธ็ถšใ้€š่ทฏใŒใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ๆŽปใ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซไป„ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ไธŠใ‚Š้šŽๆฎตใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅธŒๆœ›ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆš—ใ„ใงใ™ใญ......ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใ€ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ตฐใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆ™‚้–“ใŒๆƒœใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒไฝ•่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ไน—้ฆฌๆœใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€็ฝฎใๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๅ›ฐใฃใฆๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใŸ้žญใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„šใ‹่€…ใซใฏใชใ‚ŠใŸใใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ใ€ใƒšใƒผใ‚นใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไธ€ๆœฌ้“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใฏๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒ่ตฐใ‚Šใ ใ—ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็ถšใใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€ใฏใฃใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’ใ€็ตถๅฏพใ€้ฉšใ‹ใ›ใฆใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใใดใฃ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‚ƒในใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰่ตฐใ‚‹ใจใƒ™ใƒญๅ™›ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ๆฏใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ˆŒใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๅฃใ‚’ๆŠผใˆใ€้ผปๆฏใ‚’ใตใ…ใตใ…ๅนใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒไฝ™่ฃ•ใฎ้ก”ใงๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŸบๆœฌใฎไฝ“ๅŠ›ใŒใพใ‚‹ใง้•ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚ๆ‰ฟ็ŸฅใฎไธŠใ ใŒใ€็„กๆ€งใซ่…นใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ๆ–‡ๅฅใฎไธ€ใคใ‚‚่จ€ใ„ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใซ่ˆŒใŒ็—›ใใฆใ€ๅฃฐใŒๅ‡บใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใทใทใฃ......ใ€ ๆถ™็›ฎใงใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’็จใ‚€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๅ™ดใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ้€š่ทฏใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆ้žญใงๆ‰“ใฃใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€ใจๅ›บใ่ช“ใ†ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 152: Don'T Stop The Party "Set the spears, which were soaked with oil, on fire and launch them." "The targets are the immortal soldiers! Do it with the intention to burn them to nothing before they can crawl out from the box!" Imeraria's and Nelgal's instructions are flying around. Brightly burning spears and of course fire arrows are shot towards the castle one after the other by the allied forces of Orsongrande and Horant. Is it an amusement for the present soldiers that sometimes the main body of a spear thrower ends up catching fire? "... That, is that fine? To set fire to the castle..." (Puuse) Puuse, who was assigned the overly ambiguous position of temporary advisor, addressed Imeraria while showing an unsettled expression that doesn't fit her post. "No problem. Originally something like a castle is made out of stone which makes setting it on fire basically difficult. Not placing burnable things in the vicinity of the outer walls is the standard. Given that Nelgal-sama confirmed it as well, the surrounding pens and such will probably get burned, but there's no problem for the castle itself." (Imeraria) "I-Is that so? You are quite knowledgeable." (Puuse) It was inevitable that Puuse's thoughts were funny for Imeraria. "*chuckles* I was born and raised as First Princess of Orsongrande. A castle was my home." (Imeraria) "Ah." (Puuse) Seeing the person she is talking with in a new light, Puuse blushes. "It's fine. Please ask me anything as I shall teach you if there's something you don't understand. Besides, I believe that there are various things you want to hear from me as well." (Imeraria) Once Imeraria returns her sight ((to the castle)), flames are rising on the other side of the castle gate and the groans, which rose successively, are vanishing. "The disabling of the immortal soldiers seems to be going well. If we fire for a bit longer, they will probably be immobilized completely." (Nelgal) Imeraria, who nodded at Nelgal's words, shifts her look towards Sabnak. Meeting her eyes, Sabnak nodded silently. "Well then, Nelgal-sama, just as planned." (Imeraria) "Got it. Start the operation!" (Nelgal) Alongside Nelgal's order, several spears, which haven't been ignited, were shot by Horant's soldiers. The aim of the spears is Prime Minister Kuzemu who was suspended by a rope outside the castle just like a pilloried criminal exposed to public view. "Eeh!?" His voice can't be heard, but Kuzemu, who watched the brightly burning front yard in a daze, began to squirm again after witnessing a spear hitting the wall right next to him and stone splinters hurling about. However, his body, which was completely bound by a rope, had less flexibility to move than a caterpillar. The rope came apart quite a bit when several spears pierced it, but at that time Kuzemu had already died to blood loss. One spear severed the rope with the tragic corpses hanging onto it by chance. The corpse, which bumped about as it hit the protuberances on the outer wall, fell into the burning front yard. "His fall has been confirmed. He is likely not alive anymore." "Yea, I saw." The conversation of the officers accompanying Nelgal was drowned out by the noise. The soldiers are able to fully savour a sense of accomplishment for punishing a treacherous retainer who tried to manipulate them for his own selfish desires. They were grateful towards Orsongrande's side for conceding them the opportunity for that. However, the thoughts of a part of the generals are different. "... Does that mean that we've been told to get rid of him by ourselves in order to not leave behind records that a high official of Horant was killed by the hands of Orsongrande? I don't know whether it was according to the counsel of that elf, but if you take her lightly because she "Sorry, I didn't hear you properly." The scandalous words were lost in the noise. When the soldier, who was next to him, asked again feeling that he failed to hear an order, he corrected himself after clearing his throat. "Nelgal-sama's instruction is to charge as soon as the fire abates. Time is valuable, too. Begin extinguishing the fire with the magic soldiers who can use water magic. Have the infantry check the situation and act as guards of the magic soldiers. We will limit the fire's range to the still remaining immortal soldiers." "Acknowledged." The magic soldiers, who moved back to the rear and were on standby, slowly advance towards the burning castle after receiving the order. With the water magic users in front, the other magic soldiers are made to follow as well just for caution's sake. "Orsongrande's forces will storm in from the sides and our Horant forces from the front, huh? However, what is the plan? There are no gates at the sides, but..." , a single general shakes off his idle thoughts. "Attack as soon as the fire fighting has finished! We came this far! We will show our true strength to the soldiers of Orsongrande." The general showed a smile to the soldiers who answered with an uniform voice. No matter what, I won't tell them that everything of this is just a decoy Inside the castle there were around 50 soldiers of Horant's Kuzemu camp left besides the immortal soldiers. Their duty is to carry out miscellaneous chores like setting up traps under the instructions of Gaap, who received training from Hifumi, or checking the situation of the opponents and traps after the enemy storms in, but that doesn't mean that they are combat personnel. They are familiar with the structure of the castle as soldiers originally defending inside the castle. "Will it be alright if it burns this much?" The room on the second floor, which was made into a break room, was crowded. The brightly burning front yard was visible from that room which is located on the west side of the castle. "Probably it's no problem. The castle's main part hasn't caught fire and something like the fire spreading won't happen either, I guess." "And the immortal soldiers? They were finished off easily." Having received a standby order, except for those who left on patrol, they are bored and put their energy into chatting. For them this was also an important communication for the sake of distracting themselves from their worries. "The defence at the front was done in. Won't the first floor be stormed any time now?" "Yea, if I remember correctly five people have to check the state of the traps on the first floor." Five people, whose role had been decided beforehand, get up, take their tools and walk towards the corridor leading to the first floor. "If it goes smoothly, they might be able to kill a commanding officer or such." "From where are you getting such confidence...?" Staying on standby while talking, they see off those leaving the room and the remaining soldiers stand up as well. "Well then, shall we prepare for the time when the enemy will reach the second floor after breaking through?" "... Hey, isn't it fine if we don't do it after all?" Looking at the arranged tools, one of the soldiers mutters. "Just give it up already. We have no other choice but to do what we were told to do." A soldier, who carried the same tool, said "This is our fate." "For real...?" A soldier of Orsongrande, who looked up the wall towering high over the surroundings on the east side of the castle dumbfoundedly, respected the soldiers of Fokalore who were climbing the four-meter-high wall swiftly while hanging onto kusarigama's with long ropes attached. A soldier of Fokalore who stood on top of the wall, looks down on the 20 chosen soldier of Orsongrande below. "Leave the kusarigama as it is. It looks like they have already started to put out the fire. Let's hurry." Once he told them without delay, he jumped off the wall on the other side. All of the 10 present soldiers of Fokalore climb up the same rope and jump down towards the other side one after the other. From there on it was this battle's worst scene of carnage for the soldiers of Orsongrande. Different from the soldiers of Fokalore, who were at the most equipped with leather breastplate as lightweight armour, many of Orsongrande's soldiers are wearing metal armours and helmets. It goes without saying, but those are slightly different in weight. "What a trifle!" There are also those who cling to the rope, but the majority falls without even holding on for half a minute. Giving up and removing their equipment, they arrive on top of the wall. Furthermore it took a full 20 minutes until all of them mustered the courage to jump down from that height. Horant's infantrymen, who rushed into the first floor after the fire fighting finished, entered an entrance hall where nothing has been placed apart from spaciousness. "Ouch! What the hell is this?" While complaining about the pain, the soldiers fall over one after the other and faint in agony. Once the commanding officer, who entered late, looked properly, the surface of the entrance hall's floor was covered by fish hooks with strings attached. It's difficult to see the small fish hooks even in the bright entrance hall. A soldier, who wore a type of sandal footwear, sat down due to the pain of the hooks. Once he rolls around the one following behind tumbled after getting caught in that and suffered from the small hooks on his whole body. "Calm down! If you don't collect yourself... Ack!" The commanding officer, who stepped over those rolling around on the ground, was hit by a small earthenware jar and a liquid got onto his shoulder. He staggered unintentionally. "W-What?" Once he looks on his shoulder, a liquid with an indescribable colour sticks to it. Ascertaining that it's not an attack that will cause an injury, he feels slightly relieved and breathes in. "It stinks!" An irritating stench, similar to rotten eggs, assaults the commanding officer. The commanding officer, who inhaled it with all his might at point-blank range, writhes while on the verge of fainting. The surrounding soldiers also try to get away from him. However, the liquid which was successively thrown at the soldiers, and not only the commanding officer who stopped moving, changed the entrance into a hell of rotten smell in an instant. Getting entangled by the strings and hooks, they are enveloped by a stench to the degree of provoking their noses' insides even if they stop breathing while receiving small injuries on their entire bodies. Quite a lot of soldiers are vomiting. "We've been told that this is training, thus it's fine as their lives won't be stolen!" That voice, which slowly mumbled this, was that of a guard who stood on top of a large stairway leading from the entrance hall to the second floor. The guard, who finished throwing the jars on hand, removes the cloth which he wore like a mask on his face, as it's difficult to use his voice. "You suffered attacks after getting caught by traps! I won't attack you any further since you are fellow countrymen, r-retreat, buueeeehhhhhh..." The guard, who threw jars together with him, looked at his condition and knit his eyebrows. "Why did you remove the cloth...?" The guard averted his eyes from his colleague, who acted recklessly, in a state similar to becoming teary eyed across his mask. It was apparently because he would be lured in if he looked directly at him. "We lost, eh...?" The commanding officer muttered while frantically suppressing the feeling of something welling up. "However, a defeat in this place is not a particular problem." They are no more than a diversion to the bitter end. Gaining control of the castle is a fake objective. It's nothing but causing the illusion that the soldiers of Horant and Orsongrande invaded the castle. Of course, if he talked about his true feelings, he wanted to get some kind of military gains though. "Nelgal-sama, may the fortune of war..." Spinning words of a prayer, the commanding officer quietly closed his eyes and barfed. "This way is the entrance to a hidden passage. Originally it has been decided that it can only be used by royalty and their chamberlains and only is a state of emergency, but..." (Nelgal) Nelgal was at a stone monument located inside thickly growing trees just behind the castle where the hidden passage, connecting inside the castle, lies. Standing in front of the stone monument, Nelgal turns around and confirms his fellow party members. Two guarding soldiers of Horant, Imeraria, Sabnak, Vaiya, Alyssa and Puuse are accompanying him. "For people from another country to pass through here... and moreover for an elf to be able to come to our castle, that's a first." (Nelgal) Imeraria nods towards Nelgal who talks in order to gloss over his tension. "It's a honour. ... Nelgal-sama, let's hurry. We don't have overly much time." (Imeraria) From far away, on the other side of the castle, the war cries of Horant's soldiers charging in can be heard. Conversely, not a single voice can be heard from the soldiers of Orsongrande who should be invading from the east side. "Alyssa-san, I left the means of invasion to you who went scouting, but is it really alright?" (Imeraria) "It's fine, it's fine. I told them to do it in a simple manner." (Alyssa) Imeraria was uneasy about Alyssa who urged on with "Rather than that, let's go quickly," but she switched her feelings with "Then let's go." (Imeraria) "Yes, I want to put an end to it before victims appear among the soldiers." (Nelgal) Once he knocked down a small stone part which was lodged into the stone monument like a wedge, Nelgal pressed against the stone monument's main body with his shoulder putting quite a bit of strength into it. Doing that, the stone monument slowly slides on top of its pedestal. And a stairway became exposed. "There are no special traps in this passage. It's a straight path. Please be careful since it has a width allowing at most two people passing through it side by side." (Nelgal) The soldiers of Horant head in first and Nelgal follows them. After Vaiya, Imeraria and Puuse went in, then Sabnak and after him Alyssa. The inside is dark. The two in the lead and the two knights rely on the light of the magic tools made by Horant which they are holding. The passage, which continues endlessly ahead without even any decorations on the stone floor, walls and ceiling, stirs up one's anxiety. However, the ascending stairs, which are faintly visible on the other side of the lights, were able to bestow hope albeit just a bit. "It's a bit dark..." "Nelgal-sama." (Imeraria) Imeraria called out to Nelgal who walked slowly. "Let's run. Time is precious." (Imeraria) "However, to make you run, Imeraria-sama..." "It's unrelated what person I might be." (Imeraria) Imeraria in her rider's suit grasps the lash which she brought along after being trouble with leaving it in her house-room. . I don't want to become a fool who ignores our objective using the excuse of gender and social status at a time when we should run." (Imeraria) "... Got it, you two, let's raise the pace. It's fine to not care about the rear since it's a straight path." (Nelgal) "Ha!" The soldiers of Horant begin to run and everyone follows. "Ha! Ha! I will, definitely, surprise Hifumi, thu-!?" (Imeraria) "If you talk while running, you will end up biting your tongue, you know?" (Alyssa) Imeraria, who runs while being out of breath, apparently ended up biting her tongue with all her strength. Alyssa calls out to Imeraria, who is breathing through her nose with a *fuufuu* while holding her mouth, with a calm face. Even Imeraria is well aware that their basic stamina values are completely different, but she still gets very angry. She wanted to make just one complaint, but as her tongue hurt more than she imagined, she couldn't use her voice. "Pupupu..." (Sabnak) Seeing Imeraria glaring at Alyssa with teary eyes, Sabnak spontaneously bursts into laughter. Let's hit him with the lash once more once we get out of the passage
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ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใ‚’่ชญใฟ็ต‚ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅŠ›ใชใๆค…ๅญใธใจ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜?!ใ€ ๅดใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใŸไพๅฅณใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€่ปฝใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆๅˆถใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๅผฑใ€…ใ—ใๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใจใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ€ๅ†ใณๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใ‚’่ชญใฟ็›ดใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝใจ่ฒดๆ—้ ˜ใงๆก็ด„ใ‚’็ตใถใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใฏๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใ‚’ใชใ„ใŒใ—ใ‚ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ใฐๆ‡ฒ็ฝฐๅฏพ่ฑกใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€ ๅ‡กใไธ€่ˆฌใฎไบบใ€…ใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ•ตใ‚’ๅ€’ใ—ใฆๅฐšไธ”ใค้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใŒๅฎ‰ใใชใ‚Šๆต้€šใ‚‚ๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใŒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใ‹็†่งฃใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่ธใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๅฎฐ็›ธใซใ‚‚ๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆƒณๅฎšใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใใ€ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ฅใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ๅ‘ฝไปคใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅ‚ไธŠใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎไปถใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใพใพใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’่จฑใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฏ็งใซใ‚‚ๅฑŠใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ใจ่ชžใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใ‚’ๅ‡ฆ็ฝฐใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใจใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€็พๅฎŸ็š„ใซใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚็„ก็†ใซใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅฏพใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซ......ใ„ใˆใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใธใคใ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆ—งใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ้ ˜ใฏๅ…จใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซ็ต„ใฟ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆณใงใ™ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎใŠ่€ƒใˆใซใ€็งใ‚‚่ณ›ๅŒใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€้™่ฆณใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่‰ฏใ„ๆฉŸไผšใชใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ่‰ฏใ„ๆฉŸไผš? ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅ•ใ†ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏๅƒญ่ถŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใจๆ–ญใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆŠ˜่ง’ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฎๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’็ฅใ„ใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎๅณไฝๅผใ‚’ๅŸทใ‚Š่กŒใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใŒ่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆณใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅๅฏพๆดพใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใ‚‚ใŠใ„ใใ‚Œใจใฏๆ‰‹ๅ‡บใ—ใŒใงใใพใ™ใพใ„ใ€ ใ“ใฎๆๆกˆใ‚’ใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฏ่‰ฏใ„่€ƒใˆใ ใจๆ‰ฟๆœใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใใ‚ˆใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ€งๆ ผใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฑๆƒงใ™ในใ็‚นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒๆœ€ใ‚‚ๅซŒใ†โ€ๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹โ€ใ“ใจใซใฏใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œไบ‹ๅ‰ใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใจไบ†่งฃใŒๅฟ…่ฆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใชใ€‚ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใŒๅ–œใถ็‰ฉใ‚‚็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใ€ใชใŠ่‰ฏใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็œ‰ใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™? ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ๆต…ๆ…ฎใง่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใฏใ—ใŸใใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ‚’ใ€‚ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฏๆญฃๅฝ“ใชไพ้ ผใจใ—ใฆใ”็›ธ่ซ‡ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใจๆ„š่€ƒใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€่‡ช่บซใฎใ‚ใšใ‹ใ‚Š็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌๆ‰€ใงๅˆฉ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใชใฎใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰่ช ๆ„ใ‚’ไปฅใฆไพ้ ผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ไธๅบฆใ€ๅ›ฝ่ปใฎๅ…ตใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใฎไพ้ ผใ‚‚ใ›ใญใฐใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใง่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉๆใ‚ใ—ใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ™ใŒใ€้ ผใ‚€็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠ้ ผใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ๆ–นใ‚‚ใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใพใ„ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฎฐ็›ธใฎๆกˆใ‚’ๆŽก็”จใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใธใฎไพ้ ผใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ดๆŽฅใŠ่ฉฑใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธใŠๅ‘ผใณใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจไผใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ๆทฑใ้ ญใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏใ€็žณใ‚’ๆฝคใพใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎ็Ž‹ไฝ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟใซใคใใพใ—ใฆใ€ๅฟƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠ็ฅใ„็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ™ใ€ ๅฃฐใŒ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใฅใใ€ใตใฃใจใ€ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใจๅฟƒ้…ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใญใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใงใฎใ‚ขใƒฌใ‚ณใƒฌใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰่ญฒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸ้ฆฌใ‚’้ง†ใฃใฆใ€ๆ—ขใซใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒใพใงๆˆปใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๆˆปใ‚‹้ ˜่ปใซใฏโ€œ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ่ฆณๅ…‰ใงใ‚‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅธฐใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„โ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ€‚ ๅฝ“ๅˆใฏ่ก—้“ใ‚’ๆฐ—ใพใพใซ้ง†ใ‘ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใธ่ฟ‘ใฅใใซใคใ‚Œใฆ่ก—้“ใ‚’็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ไบบใฎๆ•ฐใŒๅข—ใˆใฆๆฅใฆใ€ไป•ๆ–นใชใ่ˆ—่ฃ…ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„่ก—้“่„‡ใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‹็พฝ็›ฎใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ่ก—้“ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ไบบใฎๆตใ‚Œใฏใ€ใใฎใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๅŒๆง˜ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๆ–น้ขใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€่ท่ปŠใ‚„้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ไฝฟใ„ใ€ๅฎถๆ—็ทๅ‡บใง็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒๅคšใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’็ฉ่ผ‰ใ—ใŸ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซไน—ใฃใŸใ€ๅ•†ไบบใ‚‰ใ—ใ„่€…ใ‚‚ใƒใƒฉใƒ›ใƒฉ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚ใ€้šๅˆ†ใจ่ก—้“ใŒๆททใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ็›ฎ็ทšใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใŒ่ฟ‘ใ„ใจใ„ใ†็†็”ฑใ ใ‘ใงใ€่ฟ‘ใใ‚’้€šใฃใŸ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซไน—ใฃใŸๅ•†ไบบใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎใŠๅŸŽใงไฝ•ใ‹ๅคงๅค‰ใชๆˆฆใ„ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ๅ…ตใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆๆฅใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚่žใ‘ใฐใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซใฏ่ชฐใงใ‚‚ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹่ฑŠใ‹ใช้ ˜ๅœฐใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ€็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใใ“ใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅ•†ไบบใฏใ€ไบบใŒๅคšใ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซ็€ใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ€้“ใ€…ใงๆฐ‘่ก†ใซ้ฃŸๆ–™ใ‚„ๆ—ฅ็”จๅ“ใ‚’ๅฃฒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝๅ†…ใ‚’็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ๅฃฒใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ไธๅบฆใ„ใ„ๅ•†ๆฉŸใŒๆฅใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚„ใคใงใ™ใ€ ๅ›ฝๅขƒใธ่ฟ‘ใฅใใปใฉไบบๅฃๅฏ†ๅบฆใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅ•†ๅฃฒใฏ้ †่ชฟใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใƒ›ใ‚ฏใƒ›ใ‚ฏ้ก”ใง็ญ”ใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ•†ไบบใธ้‡‘่ฒจใ‚’ไธ€ๆžšๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ›ดใซๅ…ˆใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไบŒๆ™‚้–“็จ‹่ก—้“ใ‚’้€ฒใฟใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใพใง้–“ใ‚‚็„กใใจใ„ใ†ๆ‰€ใงใ€ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ใจๆธ‹ๆปžใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚„่ท่ปŠใฏ่ˆ—่ฃ…ใฎๅค–ใงใฏ้€ฒใ‚ใชใใชใ‚‹ๅฑ้™บใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใง้€ฒใ‚€ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ?ใ€ ใปใ‚“ใฎใ‚ใšใ‹ใ ใŒใ€ๅ‰ๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒๆผ‚ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃ่ง’ใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ก—้“ใฎๅค–ใ‚’ๆ€ฅใ„ใง้€ฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่…ฐใซๅทฎใ—ใŸๅˆ€ใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’่ชฟๆ•ดใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใปใฉใชใใ€ๆธ‹ๆปžใฎๅŽŸๅ› ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธฆใน! ้ †็•ชใซใ ใž!ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎไธ€่ˆฌๅ…ตใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใŸ็”ทใŒใ€ใŒใชใ‚Šๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไป–ใซๆ•ฐๅใŒไธฆใณใ€ไธ€ไบบไธ€ไบบใซๅฐ‹ๅ•ใ ใ‹ๆคœๅ•ใ ใ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ้ฆฌไธŠใฎใพใพ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฆ™ใชๆ ผๅฅฝใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‚’้€šใ‚‹็†็”ฑใ‚’่จ€ใˆใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅ‰ใซ่žใใŒใ€ไฟบใŒๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ“ใ“ใ‚’้€š้Žใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฟใŸใ„ใฎใฏใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใŸไธ€่ˆฌไบบใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใใŒ่ตทใใ€่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใคในใ“ใน่จ€ใ‚ใšใซ่ณชๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚!ใ€ ๅซใถๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…ˆ้ ญ้›†ๅ›ฃใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใ“ใงๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‹ใ‚‰้‡‘ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€š่กŒๆ–™......ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ! ใ“ใ“ใ‚’้€šใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰้Š€่ฒจไธ€ๆžšใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‘!ใ€ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๅŒ…ใฟ้š ใใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธ€ไบบใฎๅญ้€ฃใ‚Œใฎๅฅณๆ€งใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่žใใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใงใฏ้ฆฌ้นฟใชๅ…ตๅฃซใซๆ–ฝใ—ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅˆถๅบฆใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ? ใ‚ใฎใ€ใใฎ......ใ€ ๅ…ตๅฃซใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ไบคไบ’ใซ่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใฏใฉใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใจ่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚‚ๆ€–ใ„ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็›ฎใ‚‚ๆ€–ใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏ! ไฟบใ‚’้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ๆฟ€ๆ˜‚ใ—ใฆๅทฆ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅ‹•ใใฏใƒ”ใ‚ฟใƒชใจๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใง้€†ๆ‰‹ใซๆŠœใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใŒใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅทฆ็›ฎใ‚’่ฒซใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†? ้ฆฌ้นฟใชๅ…ตๅฃซใ€ใจใ€ ไบบใฎ่ฉฑใฏใ‚ˆใ่žใ‘ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ก€ๆŒฏใ‚ŠใงๆŠœใๅ–ใฃใŸ็œผ็ƒใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใ€‚ ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไธ€ๅ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‚‚่ถณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใธใ€ไป–ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๅŒใ˜ๆง˜ใช่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ฉ้Žงใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ†ใกไธ€ไบบใŒ้€ฒใฟๅ‡บใฆใ€ๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€ ๅˆ€ใฏใ€ๆŠœใ„ใŸใพใพใงๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่žใใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹? ่ฆ‹ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€้‡‘ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆ้€šใ™ใ‹่ฟฝใ„่ฟ”ใ™ใ‹ใฎไบŒๆŠžใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใ‚„้ ˜ไธปใฎ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใช็งปๅ‹•ใฏ็ฆใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹! ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆ่ฒป็”จใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใŒ้€šใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ !ใ€ ๅจๅœงใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Šใ€้ฆฌไธŠใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใ่…ฐใฎๅ‰ฃใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ‘่ก†ใŸใกใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒ? ่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซ่ข–ใฎไธ‹ใ‚’ๆธกใ™ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ ใ‚ใ†? ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ—ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใตใฃใจ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฏใ•ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚้‡‘ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ใ†ใฃใฆใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใกใฃใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใจๅๅ‰ใ‚’่จ€ใˆ! ้‡‘้กๆฌก็ฌฌใง้€šใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๅ›ฝใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅƒใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใซๅ ฑ่ฌใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจ็ถšใ‘ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใงใใšใซ้ซ˜็ฌ‘ใ„ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใฏใฃใฏใฃใฏ! ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ„ใ€ ๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ็ฝฒๅใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸ้€š่กŒ่จฑๅฏ่จผใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚้ ˜ๅœฐใซๅธฐใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚ใ€ ใใฎๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใƒžใ‚ธใƒžใ‚ธใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‹็„ฆใ‚Šใ‹ใ€้œ‡ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰้“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ไธๅบฆๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไฝ็ฝฎใซๆฅใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€้ฆฌใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ก—้“ใซใ„ใŸๆฐ‘่ก†ใŸใกใธ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐไฟบใ‚‚ไธ€้ ˜ไธปใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใจใ„ใ†่ก—ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซใ—ใŸใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽ้ ˜ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽ้ ˜ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใจใ„ใ†ๅๅ‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใŸๆฐ‘่ก†ใŸใกใŒใ€ใซใ‚ใ‹ใซใ‚ถใƒฏใคใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ๅ•†ไบบใฎ่ฉฑใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒ็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใใ“ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ“ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆญ“่ฟŽใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๆ‰€ๅฑžใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ€ใƒ’ใƒ•ใƒŸใƒปใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅธŒๆœ›่€…ใฎ้€š่กŒใ‚’่จฑๅฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€็„กๆ–™ใงใชใ€ ็ช็„ถๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏๅ–œใณใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅ…ˆใซๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใฎใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ–ใ‘ใ‚‹ใช! ๅค–ๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŒไฝ•ใ‚’ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใชใ“ใจใ‚’!ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏใฉใ“ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใจใ‚‚ใฉใ“ใฎ้ ˜ไธปใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ ใ‚?ใ€ ๅฎŒๅ…จใชๅฑ็†ๅฑˆใ ใŒใ€็›ฎ็š„ใŒๆŒ‘็™บใชใ‚‰้€†ใซไธๅบฆใ„ใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘! ใ“ใ„ใคใฏ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚’่ชžใ‚‹็Šฏ็ฝช่€…ใ !ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆŠœใ„ใŸใช?ใ€ ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ไธ€่จ€ใ€ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใใ•ใพ้ฆฌไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’้ ญใ‹ใ‚‰ไธกๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚้€†ๅ…ซ็›ธใซๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ‘บใ‚Šใ‚ใ’ใฆไธ€ไบบใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆ็ฉบใ„ใŸๅŒ…ๅ›ฒ็ถฒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ฆฌใ‚’้€ƒใŒใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€ๆŠœใ„ใŸใชใ‚‰ๆ–ฌใ‚Œใ€‚ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ๆฎบใ›ใ€ ใ€Œใใใ......ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Œ!ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆๅ…จๅ“กใงๅŒๆ™‚ใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€็ตๆžœใฏๆƒจๆ†บใŸใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ฆ–ใ‚’่ฝใจใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹่€…ใ€่…นใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๅ‘†็„ถใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ†…่”ตใŒๆตใ‚Œๅ‡บใ™ๆง˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ€ๆ‰‹่ถณใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆๆ‚ถ็ตถใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…......ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅพŒใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„็ ดใ‚Œใ‹ใถใ‚Œใงๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใŒใ€ๅ‰ฃใฎ่…นใ‚’ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงๅฉใ่ฝใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š่ฝใจใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจไธ€ๅ›ž่ปขใ•ใ›ใŸๅˆ€ใงๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไบŒ่‚กใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šๅ‰ฒใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ…......ใ€ ่…•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคฅใ—ใ„้‡ใฎ่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€้–“ใ‚‚็„กใๅคฑ่ก€ใงๆญปใฌใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ไธ€้ƒจๅง‹็ต‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸๆฐ‘่ก†ใŸใกใฏใ€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆ€ฏใˆใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ‡็ด™ใงๆ‹ญใฃใŸๅˆ€ใ‚’้ž˜ใธใจ็ดใ‚ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€่…•ใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ๆ—ฅใ‹้…ใ‚Œใฆไฟบใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฎ้ ˜ๅ…ตใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ—ใŒๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ‚‰่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ•ใ€‚ๅคšๅˆ†ใชใ€ ้ฆฌใŒๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซ้ฆฌใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆๆ’ซใงใฆใ‚„ใ‚Šใ€ใฒใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ้ฃ›ใณไน—ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ่กŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ้‡‘ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ‚ใšใซๆธˆใ‚“ใ ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏใ€ไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใฎใ‹็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ใพใพใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠใชใŠใ—ใฆๆญฉใฟใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใซ่ฟฝใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฎฟๅ‘ฝใชใฎใ‹......ใ€ ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—็พฉๅ…„ใฎๆ‰€ใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใจ็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ†…ใซๆ–ฐใŸใซไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใงใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅ˜†ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๆˆปใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๆˆดๅ† ใซๅ…ˆ้ง†ใ‘ใฆ่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๅ‰ต่จญใŒๆญฃๅผใซๅŸทใ‚Š่กŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚้šŠ้•ทใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€ๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใ‚’ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใจใ—ใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•ฐๅใšใคใŒ้ธๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏๅ…จใฆใพใจใ‚ใฆใ€ๅ˜ใซ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹็ต„็น”ใธใจๅ†็ทจๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใจใ—ใฆๅ…ƒ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใฎใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใ€ๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใซใฏใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ‚’ๅซใ‚ไธ‰ๅใŒไปปๅ‘ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไธก้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซไธŠไธ‹้–ขไฟ‚ใฏ็„กใใ€่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏๅŸŽๅ†…ๅŠใณ็Ž‹ๆ—ใฎ่ญท่ก›ใ‚’ไธปไปปๅ‹™ใจใ—ใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏๅ…ตใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใฆใฎๆฒปๅฎ‰็ถญๆŒใ‚„่ปไบ‹ๆดปๅ‹•ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ€‚ ๆ…ŒใŸใ ใ—ใๅ™ไปปใŒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข่‡ชใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ–ฐใ—ใ„้šŠๆœใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€‚ๅฝผใŒไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆœ€ๅˆใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฏใ€ๆฅใ‚‹ๆˆดๅ† ๅผใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™่จˆ็”ปใฎ็ซ‹ๆกˆใจ่จ“็ทดใจใ„ใ†ใ€ใŠใŠไป•ไบ‹ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ‚“ใชใซไป•ไบ‹ใŒๅคšใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใธใจๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒใƒ›ใƒƒใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๅผ•ใๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒใƒžใ‚ทใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ•ใˆๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ—ใ‚ใ€็ทจๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅ‡บๆฅ็ซ‹ใฆ้ƒจ้šŠใชใฎใงใ€้€ฃๆบใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹้šŠๅ“กใฉใ†ใ—ใฎ้ก”ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŒใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸ็จ‹ๅบฆใชใฎใ ใ€‚ใ„ใใ‚‰่ญท่ก›ๅฏพ่ฑกใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขไธ€ไบบใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใฎๅบƒใ„็Ž‹ๅŸŽใจใใฎๅ‘จ่พบใŒๅฏพ่ฑกใงใฏใ€้ ญใ‚’ๆปใฃใฆ่€ƒใˆใŸ่จˆ็”ปใ‚‚ใ€็ฉดใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใซใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏไป˜ใใจใชใฃใŸไพๅฅณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใฎใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผๆง˜ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆ›ธ็ฐกใŒๅฑŠใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ็ฐกใฏ็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใ‚’ไธธใ‚ใŸ็‰ฉใงใ€ไธๅฏงใซ่‹ใงๅฐๅฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ“ใ‚“ใชๅคงไปฐใช......ใ€ ่‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใŒใ—ใฆไธญ่บซใ‚’่ชญใฟ้€ฒใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๆถ™ใŒๆบขใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใซใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใงใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅพ…ใค้–“ใซใ€ไป–้ ˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ…ตใ‚’้›ใˆใŸใ‚Šๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใ‚’่‚ฒใฆใŸใ‚Šใจใ„ใ†ไพ้ ผใŒๆฎบๅˆฐใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ€‚ๆ—งใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ้ ˜ใ‚‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅŒๆง˜ใฎๆ”ฟๆฒปไฝ“ๅˆถใซ็งป่กŒใ—ใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ†ใ™ใๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใ€โ€œใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใจๅฉš็ด„ใ—ใพใ—ใŸโ€ใจไธŠๅธใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใธใฎๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใผใใฏๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅฟ™ใ—ใใฆใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใจ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ™ใ‚‰ใพใพใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œ้šŠ้•ทๆง˜ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅ‘ผใณๆ–นใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„? ใงใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใƒใƒณใ‚ซใƒใง็›ฎใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใจใ€ไพๅฅณใฏ็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใฎใพใพ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅค•้ฃŸใ‚’ใ”ไธ€็ท’ใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅŒๆƒ…ใชใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€ ไพๅฅณใฏใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๆณฃใ„ใŸใ€‚
Once Imeraria finished reading the delivered report, she sat down on a nearby chair. "I-Imeraria-sama!?" (Maid) She raised her hand to rein in the maid who rushed over from the side, she was standing at the ready, in a panic. "I'm alright. I only felt a bit tired." (Imeraria) With a frail smile she ordered the prime minister to be summoned and read over the report once again. "Something like forming a treaty between a nation and noble's territory... This is something like slighting our country. Originally this would probably make him a target of disciplinary actions, but..." (Imeraria) If I consider the citizens as a whole, for them it will mean the opportunity to obtain cheap magic tools on top of him having defeated the enemy nation. It's very likely they won't comprehend what's wrong with that Faster than she expected, there was knocking on the door to her office. "Enter." (Imeraria) "As you have ordered, I have come." (Adol) "Though I think you've heard about it, it's about Horant's matter." (Imeraria) Prime Minister Adol, having obtained Imeraria's permission to stand at ease, told her that the report has reached him as well. Imeraria nods. "I also considered whether we should punish Earl Tohno, but realistically it's probably impossible. Assuming we do something reckless, Fokalore might oppose Orsongrande... no, there might also be a not so small number of nobles supporting Hifumi-sama. The situation is that all the former Vichy territories have been annexed by Fokalore." (Imeraria) "I'm also agreeing with Imeraria-sama's view." (Adol) "Then, it's fine to carefully watch the situation?" (Imeraria) "I considered whether this isn't a good opportunity." (Adol) As Imeraria asked "Good opportunity?", Adol excused himself for being presumptuous. "It's the long-awaited chance to hold Imeraria-sama's coronation ceremony while at the same time celebrating Earl Tohno's military gains. The opposing nobles won't be able to meddle at a moment's notice, if Earl Tohno is close by." (Adol) Imeraria decided to agree with this suggestion of the prime minister as good idea, but once she carefully considered Hifumi's character, she noticed a point that should cause apprehensions. "Won't this turn into a situation of "being used" which he hates the most?" (Imeraria) "It's probably necessary to explain it in advance and get his consent. If we also prepare something to please Earl Tohno, it will be even better." (Adol) Due to Adol answering pridefully, Imeraria lowered her eyebrows. "What in the world are you planning? I already don't want to lose anyone else thanks to thoughtlessness, however..." (Imeraria) "You may be relieved. In my humble opinion it will be alright as long as we discuss about a proper request for Earl Tohno. To put it simple, he will participate by himself without knowing that he is being used in a disagreeable way. It will be fine if we just directly request it from him sincerely." (Adol) "Because it's just at the right time where we are also asking him to coach the soldiers of the national army", Adol said. "If you consider him with the intention to become hostile against him, he is indeed a terrifying opponent, but if you rely on him as an ally, there won't be anyone more reliable either." (Adol) Imeraria closed her eyes to think about Adol's words. "... Understood. We will use your plan, prime minister. However, I will be the one to directly talk with Hifumi-sama about the request. Please tell the knight order to invite Hifumi to this place once he enters the capital." (Imeraria) Adol, who hang his head deeply, got teary eyes. "And, I congratulate Imeraria-sama from the bottom of my heart for the succession of the throne." (Adol) Even though Imeraria realises his trembling voice, she shows a whiff of a smile. "In one way or another it caused you to worry, eh? Please support me from now on as well, okay?" (Imeraria) Hifumi, who swiftly finished up this and that in Horant, mounted the horse, he had Suprangel concede to him, and already came back as far as the national border of Orsongrande to Horant. He left the territorial army heading towards Fokalore with the words "It's fine if you return while also properly doing some sightseeing." At first he freely travelled on the highway, but as the amount of people moving on the highway increased the closer he got to Orsongrande, he reluctantly got stuck with travelling besides the highway where it wasn't paved. "What happened?" (Hifumi) Almost the entire flow of people advancing on the highway is heading in the direction of Orsongrande, just like Hifumi. Using carriages and wagons, there are many people moving together with their entire families visible. Sporadically he catches sight of merchant-like people who embarked on carriages loaded with some goods. "Say, the highway is awfully crowded. Did something happen?" (Hifumi)magic He called out to a merchant riding on a carriage close-by with the only reason for his choice being the proximity in the height of his view. "Ah, there is some very grave battle going on in the royal castle of Horant. I heard many soldiers have died. Since there seems to be a rich territory accepting anyone in Orsongrande, everyone is aiming to go there." (Merchant) Hifumi arrives at the called-out merchant even though there are many people moving around them. He is selling food and daily necessities to the masses along the road. "Given that I'm selling my goods by moving within Horant, the right business opportunity popped up. That's the kind of guy I am." (Merchant) As the density of people increases the closer it is to the border, it might be profitable for business. Throwing a gold coin to the merchant, Hifumi headed on. Advancing on the highway for another two hours, there is an excessive congestion of carriages right before the border. Because there is the danger of losing carriages or wagons if proceeding off the pavement, everyone is waiting to go ahead with a resigned expression. "Oh, this is?" (Hifumi) Albeit a small amount, the scent of blood came drifting from further ahead. Instinctively the corners of Hifumi's mouth rise. While advancing in a hurry offside the highway, he adjusts the location of his katana hanging at his waist. Soon the source of the congestion came in sight. "Line up! Stand in a row!" A man, wearing the equipment of a common soldier from Horant, is raising his voice quite loudly. Several other people are lined up. It seems he is doing an inspection or interrogation of them one by one. A single soldier blocked the way of Hifumi approaching on top of the horse. "Don't you have a strange appearance. Tell me your reason for coming here." (Soldier) "Before that, listen, when I passed through here a few days ago a lot like you wasn't here, but what the hell are you doing?" (Hifumi) Clicking his tongue, the soldier drew his sword. It causes a commotion among the commoners, who were in the vicinity. Some also take a distance. "Answer the question without nitpicking!" (Soldier) Ignoring the yelling soldier, Hifumi watched the exchange of the group at the front. He discovered the soldier receiving money from the people there. "Toll... eh?" (Hifumi) "That's right! You have to pay one silver coin if you want to pass here!" (Soldier) Due to the soldier's words, who doesn't even try to hide it anymore, Hifumi pointed at a single woman with her children. "Hey, you. Listen to me for just a minute." (Hifumi) "Is there a system of giving charity to dumb soldiers in this country?" (Hifumi) "Eh? Umm, that..." (Woman) While alternating her look between the soldier and Hifumi, the woman is puzzled what kind of answer would be good. The soldier is scary, but it seems Hifumi's eyes are scary as well. "You! Are you taking me for a fool!?" (Soldier) Taking a step forward with his left foot in rage, he raised his sword overhead, but the soldier's movement suddenly stopped. The katana, drawn and held with the left hand in a backhand grip, is piercing the soldier's left eye. "Didn't I tell you? A dumb soldier." (Hifumi) While saying "You should listen more closely to what people tell you", the eyeball flies off due to Hifumi pulling out the katana and shaking the blood off it. At the same time as the dead soldier fell, screams rose from the surroundings. Due to Hifumi's roar, the people, who tried to escape, stopped their feet as well. The other soldiers came rushing over as well. From the fact that all of them are wearing a similar-looking leather armour, Hifumi understands that apparently are soldiers of Horant. A single one among them stepped forward and looked at the collapsed soldier. "... What the heck is this about?" (Soldier) "I killed him because he came slashing at me with his drawn sword." (Hifumi) He is holding the drawn katana in his right hand. "I will ask once again, what are you doing? Though, judging by appearance, it seems there are two choices to pay money to pass through or otherwise be sent away." (Hifumi) "We are prohibiting the travel that hasn't been approved by either the king or a feudal lord. Only those paying the price to obtain permission can go on!" (Soldier) Throwing out his chest as if trying to daunt him, the soldier stares at Hifumi atop his horse. In a casual manner he puts his hand on the sword at his waist. Hifumi surveyed the uneasy looking commoners in a circle. "However, doesn't it seem like there isn't any guy handing over such official papers? In short, I wonder if it's a story of giving a bribe? Do it more boldly." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who laughed scornfully without warning, continues further on, "So, even setting those guys aside, are you going to take money from me as well?" (Hifumi) "Tsk. Bastard, tell me your name and aim! Whether you pass through depends on the amount of money." (Soldier) "If you are a citizen of Horant, it is only natural to repay us for working for the sake of the country." Continuing to listen to the words of the soldier, Hifumi ended up being unable to contain a loud laughter. "Ahahahaha! What bad luck! I'm not a citizen of Horant." (Hifumi) He took out the traffic permit signed by Imeraria from his pocket. "I'm a noble of Orsongrande. Since I want to return to my territory, hurry up and open the way." (Hifumi) The soldier, who took a long hard look at the document, opened the path while shivering in anger or fluster. Just as he reached a position, where he was surrounded by the soldier, Hifumi stopped his horse and turned his sight towards the people, who were on the highway. "Ah, which reminds me, I'm one of the feudal lords as well. The place is known as Tohno territory which has the city Fokalore as its core, but..." (Hifumi) The people, who heard the name Fokalore of the Tohno territory, began to suddenly get noisy. If the story of the merchant was true, they were headed towards that place. "If you are going there, you will be welcome. As Earl Hifumi Tohno, a noble affiliated with Orsongrande, I'm approving your passage as applicants. Of course, free of charge." (Hifumi) The people almost raised their voices in joy due to Hifumi, who unexpectedly proposed this matter on his own accord, however a soldier was the first to raise his voice. "Don't screw around! What are you pulling here as noble of a foreign country!?" (Soldier) "However, didn't you say any noble and any feudal lord before?" (Hifumi) Though it is completely a sophism, it will be perfectly fitting if the goal is to provoke them "All of you, draw your swords! This guy is a criminal who only calls himself a noble!" (Soldier) Upon those words every soldier present drew their sword. "You drew them, eh?" (Hifumi) Looking around by turning in a circle, Hifumi made sure that all soldiers set up their swords and muttered a single question. Promptly jumping off the horse, he bisects a single soldier without hesitation. While standing up, he wards off another's sword to the side and slices him with a reverse hassou stance. As the encirclement was broken by two soldiers having collapsed, he let the horse get away. "Hey, if you draw, you have to slash. If you hold your weapons, you have to kill." (Hifumi) "Gugugu... get him!" (Soldier) The soldier, with a deep red face, chose to have them, including himself as well, slash at Hifumi at the same time, but the outcome was something tragic. Some have their heads sent flying, some are dumbfounded at having their bellies sliced and are staring at the sight of their own organs spilling out and some have fainted in agony due to losing their limbs... The last remaining soldier came assaulting with his sword in total desperation, however having him drop the sword by striking its middle part with the left hand, Hifumi makes a full revolution holding the katana and cuts off the lower part of the soldier's right arm. "Aguu..." (Soldier) While shedding large quantities of blood from his arms, the fallen soldier before long dies of blood loss. The people, who saw the entire spectacle unfold, are looking at Hifumi with completely frightened facial expressions. At the time he put his katana back into its scabbard after wiping it with a paper, the soldier, who had his arm loped off, died. "Because my area's territorial soldiers will come here a few days later, it's fine for you talk to them if you feel like it. Rather than those fellows, they will treat you properly, probably." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who found the horse that had come back, ran up to the horse in joy and gently brushed it. Once he nimbly mounted it, he quickly went his way. While the people, ending up not having to pay any money, don't comprehend what has just happened, they pull themselves together and continue walking. "Am I fated to be chased by work no matter where I go... ?" (Sabnak) If it was to be like this, it would have been alright to rest at the place of brother-in-law for a bit longer At the same time as Sabnak returned to the capital, an official ceremony was held for the first founding of the Royal Knight Order due to Imeraria's coronation. The captain was Sabnak and the vice-captain was Vaiya. Several people were chosen from each, the Second and Third Knight Order. Consolidating all the remaining knights, those were reshuffled into an organisation that was merely called knight order. The former captain of the Third Knight Order, Lotomago, was appointed as its captain and there were three vice-captains including Midas. There is no hierarchical relationship between the two knight orders. The main duty of the Royal Knight Order is the protection of the royalty as well as the castle. The knight order leads the army to maintain the public order and for military activities. Having been appointed in a hurry, Sabnak was dressed in the new order's uniform that was handed to him by Imeraria herself. The first assigned task for him is to draft and practise the security protocol of the coming coronation ceremony. It was major task. "Why is there so much work?" (Sabnak) Having dispatched Phyrinion to the Fokalore territory as my replacement, I feel relieved in my heart, but being responsible for that side might have been better if it's like this At any rate, since it is a fresh unit that has been formed just recently, let alone cooperation, the order's members just finished meeting their comrades. No matter how much Imeraria is the only protection subject, I can't help but feel there will security holes in this wide royal castle and its surroundings even if I wrack my brain devising a plan. "Excuse me." (Maid) The one to enter the office was the new maid, who was assigned to Sabnak. "A letter has arrived from Royal Knight Order Vice-Captain Vaiya." (Maid) The given letter was a rolled up parchment having a thorough wax seal. "What!? Such exaggeration..." (Sabnak) While tearing off the wax and reading the contents, Sabnak spilled tears. The letter from Vaiya states that while waiting for Hifumi in Fokalore following Imeraria's instruction, there are requests from other fiefs flooding in to train their soldiers and educate their civil officials. He lightly and in a comprehensible way writes that even the former Vichy territories are in the process of switching over to the same political system as Fokalore. At the end he wrote to report about the "Engagement to Phyrinion-san" to report about it to his superior officer, Sabnak. "What the hell is this? Though I'm not able to enjoy food and women as I'm busily running about..." (Sabnak) "Captain-sama." (Maid) "Isn't this way of calling me weird? So, what is it?" (Sabnak) As he asks while holding a handkerchief to his eyes, the maid says expressionlessly, "If you like, you can join me for dinner?" (Maid) "... Won't you stop it, if it's out of pity?" (Sabnak) "No, it isn't." (Maid) , he shook his head. Sabnak cried.
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ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฟ…่ฆใ ใจใŠ่€ƒใˆใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚‹ในใใงใ™ใ€‚ใผใใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎใ”ๅ‘ฝไปคใฏๅฝ“็„ถใฎไบ‹ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ใ€ใผใใŒๅ‡บใ™ในใๆŒ‡็คบใงใ—ใŸใ€ ๅ…จใฆใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚ใ‚ŒใซใŠไปปใ›ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ใจไธกๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅฟƒใŒ่ปฝใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚ŠใจๅพŒ้€€ใ—ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎๅ…ตใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่ขซใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฝ่ฃ…ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅธƒใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ไน—้ฆฌๆœใซๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใ„ใŸ่‰ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ„่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ“ใฎใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้–“ๆŠœ......ๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸๆ ผๅฅฝใฏใ€ใฉใชใŸใฎ่€ƒๆกˆใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅธƒใ‚’ๅ…ตๅฃซใซ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ใพใ•ใ‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ......ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆต้ ˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใซๆ•™ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚้ ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใซใใใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š็›ฃ่ฆ–ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่–ซ้™ถใŒ่กŒใๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ€ๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ๆๆ€–ใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ‹่ฟทใ„ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅ†ท้™ใซๆ€่€ƒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไป–ใซใฏไฝ•ใ‹ๆ•™ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ๅ€‹ไบบๆˆฆใ‹ใ‚‰้›†ๅ›ฃๆˆฆ้—˜ใ€้™ฃๅœฐๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚„ใ€้€†ใซ้˜ฒ่ก›ใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚‚......ใ€ ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ดๆŽฅ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ฌใƒใซ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซ่จ“็ทดใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’็พ…ๅˆ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎไธญใงใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใฏๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใฏใ€ไป–ใฎๆ•™ๅฐŽ้ƒจ้šŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ„้ ˜ๅœฐใซๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใŒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆใ‚‰ใใฏใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ‹ใจใ€‚ๆ•™ๆœฌใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ€ใ„ใˆ! ๆ็ธฎใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ๅฅณ็Ž‹็›ดใ€…ใซ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฏใ‚ซใ‚ฏใจๅผทๅผตใฃใŸๅ‹•ใใ‚’ไปฒ้–“ใซ็ฌ‘ใ‚ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸๅธƒใ‚’ๅคงไบ‹ใซๆŠฑใˆใฆๅพŒ้€€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใ‚‚ใ€ๅŒๆง˜ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใญ......ใ€ ใ‚„ใฃใ‹ใ„ใช็จฎใ‚’่’”ใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ˜†ๆฏใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ ญใฎไธญใฎๅ†ท้™ใช้ƒจๅˆ†ใงใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹่€ƒใˆใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๆญฃ่งฃใ ใจใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ“ใพใง่€ƒใˆใฆใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉ......่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒ€ใƒกใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒๆ‚ฉใ‚€ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€็‰‡่€ณๅ…Žใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒ็ด ็›ดใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ้•ทใ„ๆ—ฅๆ•ฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆ่’้‡Žใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใใŸๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฏใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใŸไบบ้–“ใŸใกใฎ็”บใธ็ถšใ่ก—้“ใฎๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ใฉใ†ๆŽฅ่งฆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใซใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใจใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฎไธญ้–“ๅœฐ็‚นใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซไฝ็ฝฎใ™ใ‚‹่ก—้“้€”ไธญใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐใ•ใช็”บใฎใ™ใ่ฟ‘ใใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ—ใ‚‰ใฏ็ฃไบบๆ—ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใจใŸใ‚“ใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ›ใ‚“ใœใ€ ใ€Œ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ„ใ‚„ๅ‚ใฃใŸใ€ใจ้ ญใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใซใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใจใซใ‹ใ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใซ่กŒใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใง่‰ฒใ€…่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ไน™ๅฅณใฏๅผทใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„ใคใคใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใŸใกใซใ„ใ–ใจใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใจใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใ‘ใ‚“ๅˆถใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้€ƒใ’ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใจไผใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใชใใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใคใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใจใซใ‹ใ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฟใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‚„ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚…ใ€็ฃไบบๆ—!?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซ......ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏไบบๆ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‹? ๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸ!ใ€ ็ช็„ถ็พใ‚ŒใŸ็ฃไบบๆ—ใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใซใ€่ญฆๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏๆตฎ่ถณ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๆ€ฅใ„ใงๅฟœๆดใ‚’ๅ‘ผใฐใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใฎ็Šถๆณใซใใ‚Œใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ......ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใฏใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ ใ€‚ ่€ณไปฅๅค–ใฎๅฎนๅงฟใฏไธ€็•ชไบบ้–“ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซๅฝผๅฅณใŒ่ฉฑใ™ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„!ใ€ ่ฟ‘ใใงใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•็‹ฌ็‰นใฎๆ•ดใฃใŸๅฎนๅงฟใซใ€่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚‚ๆ€ใ‚ใšไธŠใšใฃใŸๅฃฐใง่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใŸใกใฏ่’้‡Žใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซใ‚ใ‚‹็”บใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ๅˆ†ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธๆฅใŸใฎใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ƒŒใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใซไธŠ็›ฎไฝฟใ„ใง่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏใ€ๅˆๅฏพ้ขใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใฉใ“ใ‹ๅฏๆ†ใชใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใฃใจ......ใ€ ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใƒ‰ใ‚ญใƒ‰ใ‚ญใจ้ผ“ๅ‹•ใ‚’ๆ—ฉใ‚ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎๅพŒใ‚ใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็Šฌใฎ็ฃไบบใฏใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ๅผทใใ†ใงๆ€–ใ„ใŒใ€ไป–ใฏใชใœใ‹็‰‡่€ณใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ๅ…Žใฎ็ฃไบบๅฅณๆ€งใจใ€่™Ž็ฃไบบใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๅญไพ›ใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏ็งใฎ้€ฃใ‚Œใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ไบบใซไผšใ†ใŸใ‚ใซๆ—…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‹ไบบใ€ใจใฏ?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ”ๅญ˜ใ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚ŒใฐๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใจๅ‰็ฝฎใใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ไบบใงใ™ใ€‚้ป’ใ„้ซชใฎใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€ ไฝ•ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใตใฟ? ใฒใตใฟ......ใ‚ใ!ใ€ ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ€้šฃใฎๅŒๅƒšใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็›ฎใ‚’็œŸใ‚“ไธธใซ่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚Šใ‚‡ใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„......ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†......ใจใ€ใจใซใ‹ใ่ฉฐๆ‰€ใซๆฅใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟ้‡Ž้ƒŽ!ใ€ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฉฐๆ‰€ใฏใ€็”ทๆ‰€ๅธฏใฎๅคšใใŒใใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆŽƒ้™คใŒ่กŒใๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏใŠไธ–่พžใซใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใšใ€ๆฅๅฎขใชใฉๅ…จใๆƒณๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ไธๅฏฉใชไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใŸใ‚ใฎๅฐใ•ใชใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใจใ‚คใ‚นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใ€‚ ๆ€’้ณดใ‚Šๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใธใ‚‰ใธใ‚‰ใจใ—ใŸ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใซใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ€…ใŠๅพ…ใกใ‚’ใ€ใจไผใˆใ€ๅŒๅƒšใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใƒ€ใƒกใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใชไธŠ็Ž‰ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใŒ่’้‡Žใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใฆใใŸใ‚ณใƒฌใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฐๆŒ‡ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ€ๅŒๅƒšใฎ้ก”ใŒ้’ใ–ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚ใ‚“ใช็‹ญ่‹ฆใ—ใ„่ฉฐๆ‰€ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใชใ‚“ใฆใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใซ็Ÿฅใ‚Œใฆใฟใ‚ใ€‚ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š้ฆ–ใ ใ‘ใซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ€‚ๆ€ฅใ„ใง้šŠ้•ทใซ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใจใ€่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚Šๅ…จๅŠ›็–พ่ตฐใง่ฒฌไปป่€…ใซๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€่žใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ–นใ‚‚ๆ€ใ‚ใš็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใงใฏใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅˆคๆ–ญใ‚’ใ—ใŸใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ€ฅใ„ใงใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธ่ญท้€......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไธๅฏงใซใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆไธๅฏงใซใ€็ดฐๅฟƒใฎๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใฆใŠ้€ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ !ใ€ ใใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใซ่ฟ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็›—่ณŠใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใตใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคง่ฆๆจกใชๆˆฆไบ‰ใฃใฆใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ‚„ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚......ใฏใ€้›ขใ›ใ‡!ใ€ ่ถณๅ…ƒใงใ€ๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆฅตใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ†ใคไผใ›ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็›—่ณŠใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคง่ฆๆจกใจใ„ใ†ใจใ€ใฉใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€้‰„ๆ‰‡ใงๅˆฅใฎ็›—่ณŠใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅฉใๆŠ˜ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ไพ‹ใˆใฐๅไธ‡ใจใ‹ไบŒๅไธ‡ใจใ‹ใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใฉใ†ใ—ใŒใถใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€‚ไฝ•ไธ‡ไบบใ‚‚ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆˆฆ้—˜ใ ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸใฏใšใฟใง่‚ฉใฎ้–ข็ฏ€ใŒๅค–ใ‚ŒใŸ็›—่ณŠใฏใ€ๅคงใใชๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’่ธใฟๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ็„กใ„ใ‹ใจใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…จๅ…ตๅŠ›ใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไบ”ไธ‡ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๅคงไฝ“ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏๅนณๅœฐใงใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚้‹็”จใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎ่พบใŒ้™็•Œใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅ…ตใ‚’ใใกใ‚“ใจ็ต„็น”ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆๅฝนๅ‰ฒใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใฆ้‹็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆ–นๆณ•ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใ”ๆๆกˆใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ‰ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ›ใ„ใœใ„ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‹ๆญฉๅ…ตใ‹ใฎๅŒบๅˆฅ็จ‹ๅบฆใงใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆฌกใฎ็›—่ณŠใŒๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ€่ปฝใๆ‹ณใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆ้ผปใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใถใŽใ‚ƒใฃ!ใ€ ้ผปใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใŸๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆŽดใพใ‚Œใฆๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚ŠๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒใงใ™?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒใ€้€ƒใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็›—่ณŠใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎๆ™‚ใ‚‚ใ€ไป–ใงใฎๆจกๆ“ฌๆˆฆใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ•ใฎใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚‚ใชใๆ•ตๅœฐใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚€ๅฅดใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒไปŠใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆฃšใซไธŠใ’ใŸ็™บ่จ€ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใŠๅผทใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€‚็งใ‚‚ไปฅๅ‰ใฏใใ†ใงใ—ใŸใŒใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ๅฝผใ‚‚ใŒใ€่…•ใฃใทใ—ใจๆญฆๅ™จใฎๅผทใ•ใŒไธ€็•ชๅคงไบ‹ใ ใจใ„ใ†่€ƒใˆใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใ‚’้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚ไบŒไบบใฎ็›—่ณŠใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆไบ‰ใซ้“ๅ…ทใŒๆŒใก่พผใพใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚ใŸใ ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใใ€้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใŒไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใ€้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใ‚‚ใ€‚็ฝ ใŒไธ€่ˆฌ็š„ใซใชใ‚Šใ€้˜ฒ่ก›ใ‚‚ๅ…ตใŒๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใฆๆˆฆใ†ใฎใงใฏใชใใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏๅคšใใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚‹ๅดใ‚‚ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๅดใ‚‚ใ€ใŸใใ•ใ‚“่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒๅ‡บใฆใใพใ—ใŸใญใ€ ๅค–ใซใ„ใŸ็›—่ณŠใŒๅ…จๅ“กๆญปใซใ€ไบŒไบบใŒใใ‚ใฃใฆ็›—่ณŠใŒ้š ใ‚Œๅฎถใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆดž็ชŸใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใคใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’่…ฐใซๆใ’ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใงไธญใซใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใฉใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใงใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใงใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‹ใ€ ไธญใฎ่ชฟๆŸปใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๅ†ใณ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใซใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ—ใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚„้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚......ไธญใซใฏๅๅ…ญไบบใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ†ใกไธ‰ไบบใฏๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใพใ ๆฏใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใใฎๅฅณๆ€งใŸใกใŒใชใœ็›—่ณŠใฎใ„ใ‚‹ๆดž็ชŸใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใฏใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚่จ€ๅŠใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‰นใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸ็‰ฉใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ๅฅณใฏไปปใ›ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅˆ€ใฏ่…ฐใซๅทฎใ—ใŸใพใพใ€็„กๆ‰‹ใงใใ‚“ใใ‚“ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸใพใพใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใฝใคใ‚Šใจใคใถใ‚„ใใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ่žใ้€ƒใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ไธ–็•ŒใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๆˆฆใ„ใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œๅœฐ็†็š„ใซ็Ž‹้ƒฝใŒไธปๆˆฆๅ ดใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€‚ไบบ้–“ๅฏพไบœไบบใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ†ใ ใช......ไธ€็•ชๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใฎใฏใ€ไฟบใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎ็›—่ณŠใฎไธก็›ฎใ‚’ใ€ๅ‡บไผšใ„้ ญใซไธกๆ‰‹ใฎ่ฆชๆŒ‡ใงๆฝฐใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพๅ›บใ„ๅฒฉๅฃใซๅพŒ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’ๅฉใใคใ‘ใฆๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏไฟบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ†ใพใไบ‹ใŒ้‹ในใฐใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็ฃไบบใฏใฉใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Š้–ขใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€‚ไฟบใŒๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ใพใŸๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ๆœชๆฅๅ›ณใงใ™ใญใ€ ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’้€š่ทฏใฎ้š…ใซ่นดใจใฐใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใจๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ˜่ปใฏใพใ ๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅ…ตใงใ™ใ€‚ใใฃใจใ™ใใซ่ฟฝใ„ใคใใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ไบŒๆ—ฅๅพŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ…ตใŒ่ปใฎ้€ฒ่กŒ้€Ÿๅบฆใจใ—ใฆใฏ็•ฐๅธธใช้€Ÿใ•ใง่ฟฝใ„ใคใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ้ ƒใซใฏใ€็”บใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใŸ็›—่ณŠใ‚„ๅ‡ถๆ‚ชใช้ญ”็‰ฉใฏ็ถบ้บ—ใซ็‰‡ใฅใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
At the time Imeraria, who was accompanied by fifteen knights including Sabnak and the same number of guards led by Earl Biron, arrived at a spot from where the border could be seen, the morning sun already guaranteed a clear visibility. Even while inhaling the fresh, chilly morning air within the thickets off the highway, Imeraria dons an expression of dissatisfaction. "Why would it be wrong if I didn't wear this thing?" (Imeraria) Wrapped up in a cloth that had grass and leaves attached to it, Imeraria, who is facing the front while pinching the cloth with her thin fingers, turned a criticizing look towards Sabnak who is next to her in the same attire. "Please endure it. These are for the sake of making it difficult for our opponents to find us. Rather than that, please look at that." (Sabnak) Ahead, where Sabnak pointed at, there were soldiers walking around busily in the vicinity of Orsongrande's military station and barracks in front of the border and there were also citizens, who were carrying out some task while mingling with the soldiers, visible there. "I wonder what they are doing?" (Imeraria) "I fear that it's likely that after confiscating the facilities on our side, they are having carpenters and such remodel them." (Biron) Biron answers calmly. It's a world where such things such as lenses don't exist as the civilization is inexperienced in processing glass, but there's the method of easily looking at a distant place with a plain pipe. Even the one Biron is using was a plain pipe made out of wood, however it was still better than having nothing. Imeraria, who peered into the pipe she was handed, confirms the equipment of the soldiers located in the area of the barracks and judges that there aren't any magicians. "It doesn't seem like they are boasting a considerable amount of people. If it's just the soldiers, there's around 20 of them, isn't there?" (Imeraria) "Yes, that's right if you just count those on this side ((of the border))." (Sabnak) Sabnak, who is peering through both his hands which he has arranged in a tubular shape, said "the problem are the soldiers on the other side." "The parts which can be seen from here; they don't seem to be unusual devices. Possibly they might construct them from now on though. If they are remodelling like mentioned by Brother-in-law... Earl Biron, there's also the possibility of them bringing in some devices." (Sabnak) "If it's a large-scale magic device to the degree of using an entire building, it will become a big problem. Among the ancient magic, which hasn't been classified yet, there are also spells for large-scaled annihilation, I've heard. If Horant has discovered and developed something identical..." (Biron) Imeraria ponders while fixedly staring at the border. I wonder what Hifumi would do in such situation? (I have a feeling that he would attack them from the front...) While smiling wryly within her mind, she remembers something she was told before. "Sabnak-san, Earl Biron, please set up a system of continuous observation of the vicinity of the border by cooperating with each other. Inform me at once if there are any changes. And..." (Imeraria)magic She hesitated whether to give them the order or not, however, since she understood that she had to do so, she squeezed out her voice by putting strength into her stomach ((persuading herself)) that it was her task to obtain results by moving people. "Please carry out reconnaissance by closing in on the border as far as possible during the night. If possible, confirm even the soldiers on the other side ((of the border))." (Imeraria) This being a dangerous mission, their lives won't be guaranteed if they are found. Even so, it's still better than putting the country at risk. It will be unbearable if I don't think about it in such way. "Your Majesty." (Biron) Biron smiled while showing his white teeth through a gap in the cloth covering him. "The soldiers have been training for the sake of not bringing your determination to naught." (Biron) "That's right. If you think that it's necessary, you should do it steadily. Even I believe that that order is to be expected. Rather, it was an order that should be given by me." (Sabnak) "Please leave everything to us", being told that from both sides, Imeraria's heart became lighter albeit only a bit. Retreating slowly, Sabnak and Biron issue instructions to their respective soldiers. Taking off the cloth used for camouflage that covered her, Imeraria brushed off the grasses which clung to her riding habit. "By the way, this slightly, well... unique attire is whose idea?" (Imeraria) The soldiers exchanged glances due to the question of Imeraria who returned the cloth to a soldier. They apparently didn't want to believe that Imeraria isn't aware at all. "Umm... it was taught to us by the soldiers from Earl Tohno's territory. Since it's easy to observe while being difficult to be spotted from a distance, they said." "... Is that so?" (Imeraria) Even while wavering whether she should be scared or delighted due to Hifumi's education being thorough beyond her imagination, Imeraria had reached the point of being able to consider it quite calmly. "Now I'm curious. Were you taught something else by Hifumi-sama's soldiers?" (Imeraria) "Yes. From individual to group combat, attacking an encampment and in reverse, the methods of defending one, also..." The soldier, who received a direct question from his queen, eagerly recalls the training and lists its contents even while being stiff due to nervousness. Among those there was something that bothers Imeraria. "... Have those methods been taught in each territory by other instruction units?" (Imeraria) "It's likely just as you said? There existed something like a textbook." "I see. Thank you." (Imeraria) "N-No! I'm sorry!" The soldier, who was thanked personally by the queen, retreated holding the cloth, he received, dearly while being ridiculed by his comrades for his stiff, overly ceremonious movements. "That means that it's very likely for Horant's side to also know the same methods..." (Imeraria) "Troublesome seeds have been sown", Imeraria grieved. There was also the notion of asking Hifumi for help in the composed part of her mind, but she wasn't able to consider that as being correct no matter what. "... What shall we do?" (Puuse) "I didn't consider it this far ahead, but... is it pointless to start a conversation?" (Viine) Seeing the figure of the worried Puuse, the one-eared rabbit, Viine, answered frankly. The girls, who left the wastelands after experiencing a number of long days, hesitated how to get in contact in front of the entrance to the highway leading to the city of humans that could be seen at last. The girls didn't know, but they were right next to a small town located en route the highway and positioned around the half point between Fokalore and Arosel. "It's because we are of the beastmen race. Just showing our faces, it wouldn't be odd for us getting attacked either ~ssu." (Gengu) "This isn't a situation to laugh about." (Malfas) Due to Gengu scratching his head while say "Well, I give up", Malfas shakes his head. "Puuse-san, let's go to have a talk at least. Even if we consider various things in this place, it won't change anything." (Viine) "... That's so, isn't it? Got it." (Puuse) While teasing her with a "Maidens in love are powerful", Puuse told Gengu and the others to run away immediately since she herself and Viine will restraint ((the attackers)) with magic if push comes to shove. "Understood ~ssu. Say, let's try having a talk with them at least just like always said by Reni-san." (Gengu) "B-Beastmen!?" "Moreover, that's not a human but an elf? It's the first time I've seen one!" The guarding soldiers became agitated due to the group of beastmen and elves appearing all of a sudden. Originally it's a situation where they should call for reinforcements in a hurry, but the soldiers, who ended up forgetting even that due to the overly unexpected circumstances, didn't do anything but staring at the beastmen who were steadily getting closer. "Umm... is it alright?" (Puuse) The one who addressed them is Puuse. It was decided for her to talk first as her appearance, except the ears, is the closest to humans. "Y-Yes!" The soldier, who was addressed, gives an answer with an unintentionally excited voice due to her well-featured appearance unique to elves once he sees her from close-by. "We came from a city that is located on the other side of the wastelands. As it's the first time for us to have come here after all, I'd like you to instruct us." (Puuse) Puuse, who timidly talks to the soldier, who is taller than her, with upturned eyes, might be regarded as cute ojou-sama from somewhere if met for the first time. "Umm..." Even while the soldier's heartbeat accelerates with a throbbing sound, he looks at the beastmen waiting behind Puuse. The dog beastman is scary as he seems to be really strong, but the others are a rabbitwoman, who has no more than one ear for some reason, and a tiger beastman, though that one can't be seen as anything but a child. "They are my companions. We are travelling in order to meet a certain person." (Puuse) "A certain person, you say?" "It will be a help if you know him", she says as preface. "It's a man called Hifumi-san. He has black hair and is a bit unusual." (Puuse) She doesn't mention what's unusual. "Hifumi? Hifumi... aah!" Once he looks at his colleague next to him after raising his voice, that one's eyes are likewise opened widely and form a perfect circle. "I-Isn't that Lord-sama!?" "There's no mistake... what to do... a-anyway, have them come to the guard office." "Moron!" The guard office, they are using, isn't prepared for something like visitors at all as you can't say that they are attentive to cleaning by any standard, just like it's the case with many all-male households. To a certain extent there is a small table and chairs for the sake of listening to the story of the suspicious people they brought in. The soldier, who raised an angry voice, tells Puuse [Please wait for a minute] with a frivolous smile and moves to a slightly separate place while pulling an arm of his colleague. "Why is it no good?" "Think properly. There's such a pretty woman. Perhaps Lord-sama might have found her in the wastelands." "Huh?" Due to the soldiers rising his pinky while saying that, the face of his colleague became pale. "Try imagining Lord-sama ((finding out)) us having her enter such cramped guard office. We will be literally changed into being just heads." "T-Then, what shall we do...?" "At any rate, have them wait. I will hurry to notify the captain." Saying that, he dashes away with all his strength and once the soldier delivers the report to the person in charge, even the person, who was informed, stands up unintentionally and isn't able to do anything, at least in his own position. Or rather, he doesn't want to make such decision either. "Escort them to Fokalore swiftly... no, politely, pay attention to being courteous, escort them while paying meticulous attention!" His order was already close to being a scream. Hifumi suddenly pondered while killing the bandits. "A large-scaled war; practically there hasn't been one in this world, has there?" (Hifumi) "Gyaaaa... r-release me!" The voice of a bandit, who is lying face down while his wrists are immobilized under Hifumi's feet, is audible. "Talking about large-scale, I wonder what's the extent?" (Origa) While hitting the head of another bandit with her iron-ribbed fan, Origa turned a smile towards Hifumi. "Let's see. For example military forces of 100.000 or 200.000 clashing against each other. It's a battle where several 10.000 of people will be killed." (Hifumi) The bandit, whose shoulder joints were disconnected by the momentum of Hifumi turning around, had his neck stepped on and broken at the time he raised a loud scream. "There wasn't such thing? Even if you assemble all military forces of Orsongrande, it likely won't go past 50.000." (Origa) "I see. The general battle was in the form of the troops clashing with each other on a plain. Even if you consider the practical use, that is the limit, huh?" (Hifumi) "That's right. There's the method of managing it by deciding the soldier's roles and and organization accurately, but that didn't exist before your esteemed suggestion, Hifumi-sama. At most they classified ((the troops)) by magicians or infantry." (Origa) "Hmmm." (Hifumi) Avoiding the sword swung down by the next bandit, Hifumi hits them lightly with his fist and breaks their nose. "Bugyaa!" The left hand, which the bandit raised to hold his nose, was caught by Hifumi, its wrist was twisted and then broken. "That's all? (Hifumi) "What is?" (Origa) Origa's wind magic severs the head of a bandit, who tried to escape, from behind. "Even at the time of the war with Vichy and when we did sham battles with others, there were many fellows who would leap into enemy territory without any kind of hesitation." Origa slipped a chuckle due to his statement which was completely blind to his own shortcomings in the situation he was currently in. "It will be fine if everyone is as strong as you, Hifumi-sama, but... I was also like that before, but everyone has the opinion that the power of their physical strength and weapons is the most important." (Origa) "However, this will change in the future", Origa killed yet another with wind magic. During that time Hifumi broke the necks of two bandits. "Tools will be introduced by wars. Even magic won't be simply for attacking but will be used for magic tools and magic potions, too. Traps will become popular, defences will also vanish since the soldiers will go out to fight. There's many, many ways. For the attacking side as well as the defending side the necessity to consider it plentifully will appear." (Hifumi) With all the bandits besides them dead, the two are standing together in front of the cave which has been made into their hiding place by the bandits. Origa affixes her iron-ribbed fan to her waist and searches the inside for people with magic. "It's fine if we can observe that in the battle with the current Horant." "At least Alyssa will do it properly." "The problems are Horant and Imeraria, huh?" Origa, who finished the investigation of the interior, takes the iron-ribbed fan into her hand once again. "It seems Imeraria-sama is accompanied by Sabnak-san. Horant was also sufficiently trained by your soldiers, Hifumi-sama. Besides, Horant also has magic and magic tools. ... There's 16 people inside. Three among them can't move. They appear to be women. They still seem to be breathing." (Origa) She didn't say anything further as both of them understand why those women are within a cave where there's bandits. "There's isn't any particular sensation of something unusual." (Origa) "Then, shall we go? I leave the women to you." (Hifumi) "Understood." (Origa) Origa follows behind Hifumi, who steadily enters unarmed with his katana affixed to his waist, while preparing her iron-ribbed fan. "If." (Hifumi) Origa doesn't fail to hear Hifumi muttering a single word. "If the world was involved by fighting all at once." (Hifumi) "Geographically the capital might turn into the main battlefield. If it turns into a war of humans versus demi-humans, let's see... the place with the highest probability ((to become the main battlefield)) is my territory, huh?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who crushed both eyes of a bandit with the thumbs of both his hands in passing, killed him by slapping the bandit's back of the head against the wall of rock just like that. "The demons will come to kill me. If she proceeds matters cleverly, Imeraria will likely do that as well. I wonder how about the beastmen. They might try to not get involved overly much. If I'm in a state of being surrounded, even Vichy's neighbourhood might come attacking again." (Hifumi) "My goodness, that's an enjoyable future outlook." (Origa) Hifumi, who kicked away the corpse into a corner of the passage, mutters "Be that as it may." "The feudal army still hasn't arrived?" (Hifumi) "They are also your soldiers, Hifumi-sama. Undoubtedly they will catch up right away." (Origa) Two days later Fokalore's territorial soldiers caught up with an abnormal quickness for the marching speed of an army, but at that time the bandits and ferocious monsters, which were in the vicinity of the city, had been completely disposed of.
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21.Shining Star ใ€ๆ•‘ๅŠฉใจใƒฌใ‚ฏใƒใƒฃใƒผใ€‘ ใ€Œๅคœ้–“ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏใ€ใจใซใ‹ใ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใŒ้‡่ฆใ ใ€ ๅฑ‹ๆ นใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒๆ’คๅŽใ—ใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่กŒๅ‹•้–‹ๅง‹ๅ‰ใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฟƒใ‚‚ใจใชใ„ๆœˆๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใซใ‚’่ƒŒใซใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌ้”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅ…‰ใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๆ„่ญ˜ใ—ใ‚ใ€‚ๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆถˆใ›ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใšใซๆฎบใ›ใ€‚ๅˆƒ็‰ฉใŒ้‡‘ๅฑžใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅซใถไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ๆญปไฝ“ใŒ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ–นใธๅผ•ใ่พผใ‚€ใจใใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚„ใ€ๅˆƒ็‰ฉใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่…ฐใซๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฃใ‚’ๅกžใใจใใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ“ใจใ€‚ๆŒ‡ใ‚„่…•ใฏๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚้ผปใ‚‚ๅกžใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไบบใฏ้ผปใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ็ช็„ถๆฏใŒใงใใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๅ……ๅˆ†ๆททไนฑใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€่กŒใใžใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ......ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ้™ใ‚Šใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใฏไบŒ้šŽๅปบใฆใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅฑ‹ๆ นใฎไธŠใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆš—ใ„่ทฏ้ขใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚“ใงๆ€ฏใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใ€้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใ‚‚ใ€็„ก็†ใ‹ใชใ......ใ€ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้ †็•ชใซ้™ใ‚Šใฆใ“ใ„ใ€ ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚‚่žใ‹ใšใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้—‡ใฎไธญใซใฒใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ้™ใ‚Šใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™ใ‚Šใฆใ“ใ„ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ˆใ—ใ€‚ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€็งใŒๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใใ‚ใญใ€ ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใฟใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใใฃใจๆฏใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆๅฑ‹ๆ นใฎๅ…ˆใธใจ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎ่€ณใซใ€ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐใ•ใชๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใŒใ€็„กไบ‹ใซๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ่ปฝใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใใ†ๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใงๆ€ฏใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ไธปไบบใ€ไฟกใ˜ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใจใ†ใจใ†ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚ใ€้€ƒใ’่…ฐๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ€‚ ่ฝใกใฆใใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚’ใ€ไธŠๆ‰‹ใๆจชๆŠฑใใซๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆ้šฃใซ็ซ‹ใŸใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฏใชใ„ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚“......ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ใ”ไธปไบบใ€ ๆ€–ใ‹ใฃใŸใ›ใ„ใ‹ๆŠฑใใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ›ใ„ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ผ“ๅ‹•ใŒๆ—ฉใใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใŒใ€ไฝ™่จˆใชใ“ใจใฏ่€ƒใˆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰็ด ๆ—ฉใๆŒ‡็คบใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใฏๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใชใ€‚ใพใ ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—่กŒใ‘ใฐ่ฟฝใ„ใคใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่ถณ้Ÿณใฏ็ซ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚ใ€‚ๅ‰ฃใฏๆŠœใ„ใฆใŠใ‘ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅธƒใ‚’่…ฐใซๅทปใ„ใฆใ€้Žงใฎ้‡‘ๅฑž้Ÿณใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใ€็งใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚้“ไธญใซๆ•ตใŒใ„ใ‚ŒใฐไฟบใŒๆ‰‹ๆœฌใจใ—ใฆๆฎบใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ๆ•‘ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅƒใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ไผใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไฝ“ๆธฉใŒๆš–ใ‹ใ„ไบ‹ใซใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ‰ฑใ„ใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ไบ‹ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆŠ€่ก“ใจๆ…‹ๅบฆใธใฎๆๆ€–ใฎๆ–นใŒใ€ใพใ ๅผทใ„ใ€‚ ๆœˆๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅฝฑใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใง้€ฒใฟใ€ใปใ‚“ใฎๆ•ฐๅˆ†ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธๆ„ใซ็ซ‹ใกๆญขใพใ‚Šใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใฎไบŒไบบใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆœฝใกใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅปƒๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใ€ๅฐใ•ใชๅฃฐใงใคใถใ‚„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ไธญใซ5ไบบใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ไบŒไบบใŒๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆ‰‹ๆœฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌ้”ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆš—้—‡ใซๆบถใ‘่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใใใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใชใฎใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้—‡ใฎไธญใซๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅฝฑใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบŒไบบ็ต„ใฎ็”ทใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅปƒๅขŸใฎๅค–ๅดใ‚’ๅ›žใ‚‹่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ็‰นใซไผš่ฉฑใ‚‚ใชใๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใ‚’้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไธ€ไบบ็›ฎใฎ้ก”้ขใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ€้Ÿณใ‚‚ใชใ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ„ใ‚‹้—‡ใฎไธญใซๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ้ฉšใใจๆฏ่‹ฆใ—ใ•ใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’็กฌ็›ดใ•ใ›ใŸใŒใ€็›ดๅพŒใซใฏ้ŽŒใงๅ–‰ใ‚’่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใธๆฅใ„ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃฐใŒไบŒไบบใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถใ€‚ ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใฃใจๅฃฐใฎๆ–นใธ่ฟ‘ใฅใใจใ€ๅปƒๅขŸใฎๅฃใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ€ไธญใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ไผบใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใŒใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใ€ไธญใฏ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅ€‰ๅบซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใฎๅฃใ ใ€‚ๆŸฑใซใงใ‚‚็ธ›ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅฃใซๆŠผใ•ใˆใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใพใ ๆฏใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅ‰ใซ3ไบบใ€ๅณใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›žใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใฎๅ†…ๅดใซไบŒไบบใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ไบŒไบบใซๅ‡บๅ…ฅๅฃใฎๅ†…ๅดใซใ„ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใ‚’่ช˜ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆ็ด ๆ—ฉใๆฎบใ—ใ€ไธญใซ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงไป–ใฎไธ‰ไบบใฎๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ”ฏๆŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ€ๅˆฅใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅˆฅใฎๅ ดๆ‰€? ไป–ใซๅ…ฅๅฃใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅปบ็‰ฉใฏ้šๅˆ†่‰่‡ฅใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใ ใŒใ€ๆœจๆˆธใŒๆœฝใกใฆ็ฉดใŒ็ฉบใ„ใŸ็ช“ใ‚‚ใ€ไบบใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใซใฏๅฐใ•ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไธญใซใฏๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ็žฌ้–“ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆ้›ฃใใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚็ชๅ…ฅใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใฏไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ†ใณๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅ ดใ‚’้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‰ใ‚ขใฎๅ‰ใซๆฅใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฐใ•ใชๅฃฐใง่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๆœ€ๅฐ้™ใซๆŠ‘ใˆใŸ้ขจใฎๅˆƒใงใƒ‰ใ‚ขใฎใƒ’ใƒณใ‚ธใ‚’ๅฃŠใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่€ๆœฝๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ’ใƒณใ‚ธใฏใ€ใ„ใจใ‚‚็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚ขใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅค–ๅดใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅฎคๅ†…ใฎๅ…‰ใŒใ€ๅ››่ง’ใๅคœ้“ใ‚’็…งใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ“ใ‚‚้™็•Œใ‹ใ€ ไฝ•ใฎ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚‚ใ›ใšใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็”ทใฎ้ฆ–ใซใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใจใ€ๅ…œใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใพใพใฎ้ ญใŒใ€ใ‚ณใƒญใ‚ณใƒญใจ่ทฏไธŠใ‚’่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตใ‹!ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฎ่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚ŠใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใชใŒใ‚‰ใใฃใจๅค–ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ไผบใ†ใจใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ€้ฉšใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ท้›ขใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใตใใ‚‰ใฏใŽใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใŒใ‚ใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€ๆฟ€็—›ใง่ปขใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใ„ใ€ใใฎใพใพใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ็”ทใŸใกใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’้ฃ›ใณ่ถŠใˆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒๅฎคๅ†…ใธ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚€ใจใ€ใใ“ใซใฏๅฃใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’้‡˜ใงๆ‰“ใกไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใ€ใใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงๅฝผๅฅณใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’็ชใใคใ‘ใŸ็”ทใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ‚ŠไบŒไบบใฎ็”ทใฏใ€ใใฎไบŒไบบใฎๅ‰ใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…ต้•ทใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็”ทใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€็—›ใฟใซ่€ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใŸไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใŒ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸไบ‹ใซ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ใŸใกใฏใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅพ“่€…ใ•ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œๅพ“่€…ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใ€ŒๅŠฉใ‘ใซๆฅใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†ใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅฎคๅ†…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒ็„ฆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆฅใ‹ใ‚‰ไพตๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ไป–ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚ใใ†ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏใชใใ€็Ÿณ้€ ใ‚ŠใฎๅฃใŒใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎบใ›ใ€ ๆ˜ผ้–“ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใจๅŒๆง˜ใ€ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฎ่ตทไผใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸไบŒไบบใŒใซใ˜ใ‚Šๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่ท้›ขใฎ่ฟ‘ใ•ใ ใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใงใฎ็‰ฝๅˆถใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใŒไบŒไบบๅ…ฑๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซ......ใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ–ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๆฑบๆ„ใฏๆ‚ฒ้ณดใงไธญๆ–ญใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ƒใฃ!ใ€ ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใฎๆ‚ฒ้ณดใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’็ชใใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ็”ทใ ใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ้ก”ใฎๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ€ใŒใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹็”ทใฎ่ƒธใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅˆบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใ‚‚้ฉšใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ใณใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€้€†ใซใƒ›ใƒƒใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚่ชฐใŒใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€็›ดใใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ€ใŒๅผ•ใๆŠœใ‹ใ‚Œใ€้ฉšใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฎใพใพๆญปใ‚“ใ ็”ทใŒๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆ•ฐๅ›žใฎๆ“ฆ้Ž้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ๆ‹˜ๆŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฃใซไบ€่ฃ‚ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ่„†ใใ‚‚ๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚้‡ฃใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŠฑใใจใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ๆœใจใ„ใ„ไปŠใจใ„ใ„ใ€้‹ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใชใŠๅ‰ใฏใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใใฃใŸใ‚Šใจๆ‰‹่ถณใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใพใพใ€ๆถ™็›ฎใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€็—›ใฟใซใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่…ซใ‚‰ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใŽใ“ใกใชใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็„ก่Œถ่‹ฆ่Œถใชไพตๅ…ฅๆ–นๆณ•ใซใ€ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบŒไบบใฎ็”ทใฏๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใšใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ็ซ‹ใฆ็ถšใ‘ใซ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฆๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ไธกๆ–นๅ…ฑใ€ๅณๆญปใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๅคฉไบ•ใ€ๅนŒใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไธๅฎ‰ใซๆณฃใใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ (ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใซใฏๆˆปใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ......ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใพใŸๅ‹•ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใ......ๆ‰‹ใ‚‚่ถณใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…จ็„ถๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚็—›ใ„ใชใใ€‚ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸๆ™‚ใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅƒ•ใ€ใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†?) ๅ‘ณๆ–นใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบบใŸใกใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใจๅพ“่€…ใซๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใฏๆƒณๅƒใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใชใ‚‰......ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚‚่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใžใ€ ไธๆ„ใซๅฃฐใŒใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚‚ๅพ…ใŸใšใซ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใซไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ไบบๅฝฑใŒไบŒไบบใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€้…ทใๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่พ›ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๅค–ใง่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ—ใ˜ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‹•ใใชใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆจชใซๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใ‚’ใ€ๆœใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฃใจ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ™‚ใ€…ใ€่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒ็—›ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใใฎ่กŒ็‚บใซใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฏใ›ใšใ€็œŸๅ‰ฃใช่กจๆƒ…ใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฆ‹ใจใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ™ใจใ€ใใ“ใซใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใฎไบบใฏใใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใŒ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‚‹้ชจใŒไฝ•ๆœฌใ‹ๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใฎๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฎไป–ใซใ€ๅณ่…•ใจไธก่ถณใ‚‚้ชจใซใƒ’ใƒ“ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€ ใ”ใใ”ใๅ†ท้™ใซๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็Šถๆณใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ่ซฆใ‚ใŒใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใใ‚“ใช่ฉฑใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใใฃใจ่งฆใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‘Šใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใฎๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€้ซ˜ไฝใฎๆฒป็™’้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‹ใ€้ซ˜็ดšใชๅ›žๅพฉ่–ฌใ‚’ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ„ใšใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€้‡‘่ฒจใŒๆ•ฐๅๆžšใฏๅฟ…่ฆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅƒ•ใซใใ‚“ใชใŠ้‡‘ใฏๆ‰•ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใช็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใจใ‚‚ใ†ใฉใ‚“ใชไป•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰......ๅผฑใฃใฆ่ชฐใ‹ใซ่ฟทๆƒ‘ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใฒใจๆ€ใ„ใซๆฎบใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅƒ•......ใ€ ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๅ—šๅ’ฝใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚ๆถ™ใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆฒˆใ‚“ใ ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใ‚’ๆ”ฏ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Œๅ›žๅพฉ่–ฌใชใ‚‰ใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๅคง้‡ใซ่ฒทใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๆฐ—ใซใ›ใšไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ€ ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚น่ฃฝใฎ็“ถใ‚’ๆฌกใ€…ใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆๅบŠใซไธฆในใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไธ€ๆœฌ่ฒทใ†ใฎใซใƒ™ใƒ†ใƒฉใƒณใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใงใ‚‚่บŠ่บ‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ซ˜็ดšๅ›žๅพฉ่–ฌใŒใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๅฎ‰็‰ฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใๆง˜ใฏใ€ใใฎไพกๅ€คใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹่€…ใซใฏๆฐ—ใŒ้ ใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใใ‚“ใชใซใ€ ใ€Œๅ›žๅพฉ่–ฌใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆ?!ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—้™ใ‹ใซใ—ใ‚ใ€‚ใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้ฃฒใ‚€ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ‹? ๅ‚ทใซใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ‹? ใพใ ่ฉฆใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใ‚‚ๅŠนใ็›ฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใกใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใ€‚ๅค–ใฎๅ‚ทใซใฏๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅ†…่”ตใ‚„้ชจใฎๅ‚ทใซใฏ้ฃฒใ‚€ใจๅŠนๆžœใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚“ใช้ซ˜ใ„่–ฌไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅƒ•ใซใฏใŠ้‡‘ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€‚ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฏใŠ้‡‘ๆŒใกใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใใฎใŠ้‡‘ใฎๅ‡บๅ‡ฆใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ็ฒพ็ฅž่ก›็”ŸไธŠใ€่จ€ใ‚ใšใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅฃใซๆตใ—่พผใพใ‚Œใ€ๆ‰‹่ถณใซๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆฏ›ๅธƒใ”ใจใณใ—ใ‚‡ใณใ—ใ‚‡ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ‚ทใ‚‚ๅกžใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชๅณๅŠนๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚้ซ˜ใ„ใ ใ‘ใฎไบ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™......ใ€ ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šใ€ๆนฏๆฐดใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ›žๅพฉ่–ฌใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ใจใซใ‹ใใŠ็คผใ ใ‘ใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‹่จ€ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใงๆ‚ชใ„ใŒไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไบ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„......ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ€ๅพฉ่ฎใ—ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๅ•ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้šฃใซใ€็ฌ‘้ก”ใฎใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚
Chapter 21: Shining Star "As for battle during the night, generally speaking it is important that you are not discovered by your opponent." (Hifumi) Atop the roof while watching the retreating soldiers, Hifumi explained to Origa and Kasha before starting to act.magic In the moonlight, Origa's group could vaguely see the stature of Hifumi but not his facial expression. "Be aware of the location where the light won't shine on you. Erase your presence. And then, without making a sound, kill. Take care that you don't hit on metal with the hamono. Don't give your opponent the chance to yell. Make sure the corpse drops silently." (Hifumi) Hifumi explained the necessary movement to draw a walking person towards your own direction and also how to use the hamono while affixing the katana to his waist. "Properly use the palm at the time of covering their mouth. Fingers and the arm can be bitten. Shut their nose since people can still scream through their nose." (Hifumi) Suddenly being unable to breathe, only that is already plenty to cause chaos, Hifumi said. "Well then, let's go!" (Hifumi) "Ano ... how do you plan to get down?" (Origa) Origa was scared as she peered down on the dark road surface. "At only such a height, you jump down, no?" (Hifumi) "... This height is a bit ..." (Origa) "Me too, it's impossible, I think ..." (Kasha) "Guess it can't be helped. I will catch you, so jump down in order." (Hifumi) Without waiting for an answer, Hifumi nimbly descended into the darkness. "Come down ..." (Hifumi) "... Alright, Kasha I will go first." (Origa) Timidly peering down while confirming Hifumi's location, Origa held her breath and jumped off the roof. After seeing her off, Kasha's ears caught a small shriek from below which confirmed that she had likely been caught safely. "Since Origa is light, it's fine, but ..." (Kasha) Thinking of it that way, it was foolish to falter for such a reason, thus Kasha resolved herself. "Master, I believe in you." (Kasha) Though it looked like she was preparing to run away, Kasha finally jumped down as well. Hifumi skillfully caught the falling Kasha sideways and used the adjourning wall to kill the momentum. "You aren't injured, right?" (Hifumi) "U, un ... thank you, master." (Kasha) Kasha felt like her own heart beat had increased. Trying to not ponder about unnecessary matters, she quickly checked her equipment. Likewise in the meanwhile, Hifumi gave sharp instructions. "Do not speak from here on out. We still have some time left, with a little walking we should easily catch up. Pay attention to not make any obvious footsteps. Take out your swords." (Hifumi) Furthermore Hifumi told Kasha to wrap her body in a cloth he had taken out from his storage in order suppress the metallic clanking of her armor. "Ano, master, I am ..." (Origa) "Origa, be ready to throw your shurikens at any time. If enemies turn up along the way, use my way of killing as a model. We will have to work hard in order to rescue Alyssa on time." (Hifumi) For ending up reacting in such a way, she likewise felt like apologizing. She was grateful how well he treated her. Yet, the skills and attitude he used in order to kill people still struck fear into her. It was only a few minutes of moving forward along the shadows of the buildings without being hit by moonlight when Hifumi suddenly stopped and turned to the two in his back. Entering the decaying deserted house in front of them, he murmured in a small voice. "This seems to be the right building. There are 5 people inside and two people are patrolling the vicinity of this building." (Hifumi) After telling them that they should observe his way of killing, which he would display here, he merely separated from Origa's group slightly before he melt into the darkness visibly erasing his presence. Although he had to be close by, Origa and Kasha lost sight of him after he vanished into the darkness. From the shadow of the building two men approached. Without having any kind of conversation, the two passed the spot where Hifumi had been before. In an instant an arm was wrapped around the lower face of one, drawing him soundlessly into the darkness. As his body went stiff due to the surprise and suffocation, a sickle immediately slit his throat quietly ending his life. "Alright, come here." (Hifumi) Hifumi's voice called the two. Taking care to not make any sound as they approached in the direction of the faint voice, the figure of Hifumi, who was pressing his ears against the wall of the abandoned building in order to to check the state inside, dimly appeared before them. "The interior of this building isn't divided into rooms similar to a warehouse, that's the current state. Alyssa is on the other side of the wall. I don't know whether she is bound to a pillar or pinned to the wall, but it appears that she is still breathing." (Hifumi) Apparently three people were in front of Alyssa and the other two were located inside around the entrance on the right side. Origa's group would lure out the two at the entrance to kill them swiftly while Hifumi would raid the interior to attract the attention of the other three in order to support them. "I will enter from a different location." (Hifumi) "Another location? There is another entrance?" (Origa) As the building was in quite a worn out state, the wooden doors covering the windows were rotten and had holes a small person might fit through, too. "You don't have to worry. Since there will be some light, it will become difficult to see for a moment after stepping inside. Be careful of that. I leave the timing of the break in to you." (Hifumi) Hifumi erased his presence once again and left the place. Coming in front of the door, Origa and Kasha glanced at each other exchanging a short nod. Origa chanted a spell with a small voice. The hinge of the door was broken with the minimum force of wind blades required. As the hinge had become thoroughly worn out, it was very easily disconnected. The door slowly began to fall towards the outside. The light from inside shone in a rectangle onto the street. "... This place is at its limit too, huh?" Without any kind of vigilance the head of a man peeked out. Kasha swung down her sword with all her might. The head was severed as it is alongside the helmet tumbling down on the street with a *koro koro*. "An enemy!" The other guard drew his sword while quietly checking the outside. Discovering Kasha right in front of him, he closed the distance even though he was surprised. However, Origa's shuriken dug into his calf causing him to fall down in pain. Kasha slew him where he fell. Jumping over the corpses of the men, Origa and Kasha rushed inside. There they saw a man thrusting his sword in front of Alyssa whose hands were pinned to the wall with nails. The remaining two men raised their swords in preparation in front of the two. Although Alyssa was bearing the pain, she was surprised by seeing the two charging inside. "You are the attendants of that noble from that time!" (Guard C) "Though we aren't attendants." (Kasha) "We came to rescue her." (Origa) Although she said so, Origa, who surveyed the inside of the room, was panicking within her mind. "Kill them." (Guard C) Just like with the soldiers during the day, without showing their wavering emotions, the two prepared their swords while sidling up. At such short distance there was certainly no chance to use magic. "Since I will be holding both of them back, you can use the time to ..." (Origa) Believing in the ability of her close friends, she tightly grasped the magic wand. However, her determination was interrupted by a scream. "Kyaa!" (Alyssa) The other scream came from the man threatening Alyssa with his blade. All of the sudden a katana passed by from the side of Alyssa's face, piercing through the chest of the man before her eyes. Not only was the person stabbed surprised, but even Alyssa got startled. In contrast, Origa and Kasha who were watching that scene, were relieved since they understood right away who had done this. As the stabbing katana was extracted, the man collapsed dead with an astonished expression. Furthermore after a few scraping sounds, a crack appeared on the wall surrounding Alyssa before it became brittle and crumbled down in the blink of an eye. "It seems you are quite unlucky, be it this morning or now." (Hifumi) Having already lost all her strength, Alyssa was listlessly hanging from complete exhaustion. With teary eyes she looked up to Hifumi while bearing the pain. And even though her face was swollen she showed a clumsy smile. Due to Hifumi's absurd way of intrusion, the remaining two men were in a dumbfounded state. Not missing this chance, Kasha killed them slashing their backs in succession. While vacantly staring at the canopy part covering the roof of the carriage, Alyssa was weeping due to being rescued from this crisis and the anxiety of the future yet to come. I may not be able to return to being a soldier anymore, I think ... Leaving that aside, I think it has come to the point where I might not be able to move anymore ... I am not certain that I can move my legs and hands at all. It is painful. At the time I was rescued I was happy, but what shall I do from here on out? The people she considered to be her allies tried to kill her, just to be rescued by a noble and his attendants from another country. Alyssa wasn't able to imagine how she should proceed from now on. "I am coming in." (Hifumi) Suddenly she heard such a voice, and without waiting for her reply either the figures of two people could be seen entering the carriage. Kasha, for whom it was painful to see the horribly wounded Alyssa, remained outside the carriage to stand on guard. "Hifumi-san ..." (Alyssa) "Stay still and don't move." (Hifumi) Sitting down besides Alyssa, Hifumi gently touched all over her body atop her clothes. Sometimes the places he touched caused her pain. She didn't feel repulsed by his action. Becoming aware of the serious expression Hifumi displayed while examining her, she removed her gaze from him to the figure of Origa who just like Hifumi watched her with a similar expression. , Alyssa thought and concluded to leave everything in Hifumi's hands. "I am not sure how many ribs are broken. Besides the injuries on both hands, the bones of the right arm and both feet are fissured." (Hifumi) Upon being told about the situation with extreme serenity, Alyssa accepted her fate. "Hifumi-san, I have a request. Could you please kill me ... ?" (Alyssa) "How did it come to such talk?" (Hifumi) Hifumi was tilting his head in confusion. Origa softly touched him while informing him. "When it comes to such a degree of injuries, you have to receive healing from a high ranking healer or use a great number of high grade restorative medicine. Either way dozens of gold coins are required." (Origa) "That's true. I can't pay such amount of money. Since I can't already do any kind of work in this condition ... and because I don't want to cause trouble for someone with my impairment. Please resolve yourself to kill me. If it is Hifumi-san, I ..." (Alyssa) Apparently her voice was quite audible as Kasha could be heard sobbing outside. Though the mood of the carriage's interior was dominated by depression, Hifumi looked as if it had nothing to do with him. "If that's the case, there is no problem." (Hifumi) (ED: "As for restorative medicine, I bought a massive amount of them before leaving the capital. You don't have to worry about using them." (Hifumi) From his storage he took out bottles made out of glass one after the other and lined them up on the floor. Although a veteran adventurer would be hesitant to buy even one bottle of such high grade restorative medicine, the situation now made it seem as if it was a completely cheap article. Someone who was aware of their value would likely lose consciousness upon seeing such a spectacle. "M-Master, why do you have so many?" (Origa) "There is restorative medicine?!" (Kasha) Kasha had jumped into the carriage, too. "Kasha, be a bit more quiet. So, do you drink this? Or do you apply it on the wounds? Since I haven't tried them yet, I don't know how to use them nor how effective they are." (Hifumi) "Both methods are fine, Master. For external wounds you sprinkle it on top and for the inner bone fractures you drink it in order for it to be effective." (Origa) "U-using such expensive medicine, I don't have money for that ..." (Alyssa) "It's alright, Alyssa. Master is a rich person." (Origa) In order to clear Alyssa's mind from concerning with monetary issue, Origa told her to let it go. Forcibly pouring it into her mouth and sprinkling it over her hands and feet, the blanket became soaked, but all of Alyssa's wounds were healed. "It has such an immediate effect, huh? If only it wasn't this expensive." (Hifumi) "Th-Thank you very much ..." (Alyssa) They had used the restorative medicine literally like water. Alyssa who didn't understand why it was fine to do so, still managed to express her gratitude somehow. "For now it might be difficult for Alyssa but from here on out it is work" (Hifumi) "Ah, yes ..." (Alyssa) Even so, that was fine. Alyssa waited for Hifumi's words. "Do you want to get your revenge alongside these fellows?" (Hifumi) Next to the smiling Origa, Hifumi asked.
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46.We Will Rock You ใ€็‹ฉใ‚Šใฏๅ›ฒใ„่พผใฟใŒ่‚ๅฟƒใ€‘ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใง็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใจใ—ใฆๆญฆ่ฃ…ใ—ใŸใพใพๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใงใซๅคœใฎๅธณใŒ้™ใ‚ŠใŸๅŸŽๅ†…ใฏใ€ๆœ€ไฝŽ้™ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ‘ใŒ็ฏใ•ใ‚Œใ€้•ทใ„ๅปŠไธ‹ใฎๅ…ˆใฏๆš—้—‡ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚ไผธใณใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นๅ…ˆ่ผฉใจ่ญฆๅ‚™ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใผใใŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฎ็ ”ไฟฎไปฅๆฅใงใ™ใญใ€‚ ใพใจใ‚‚ใซ้Žงใ‚’็€ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใงใ€ใชใซใ‹้•ๅ’Œๆ„ŸใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๆ™‚ใ€…้Žงใฎ็•™ใ‚ๅ…ทใ‚’่ชฟๆ•ดใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅŠชใ‚ใฆๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ—้™ใ‹ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใคๆˆฆ้—˜ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅŸŽใฎไธญใซ่ณŠใชใ‚“ใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใฏ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๅ›บใ‚ใฆใพใ™ใ—ใ€ๅŸŽๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚‚็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒไฝ•ไบบใ‹ๅทกๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏๅŸŽใฎไธญใŒๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ ใจๆ€ใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ‹ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใŒ็Ž‹ไฝใ‚’็ถ™ๆ‰ฟใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’็คบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ€ใ“ใฎๅŸŽใ‚’่ญฆๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้€šๅธธใฏ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใชใฎใซใ€ใชใœไฟบใŸใกใพใงๅ‹•ๅ“กใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจๆ€ใ†? ......ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ็ญ”ใˆใ ใ€ ้€ฒใ‚€ๅ…ˆใซไบบๅฝฑใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŒ็ซ‹ใกๆญขใพใ‚Šใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใฏใ€็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้šŠๅ“กใŒไธ‰ๅใ€ๆงใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ…ˆใฏ็ซ‹ใกๅ…ฅใ‚Š็ฆๆญขใ ใ€ ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎไธ€ไบบใŒ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ“ใฎ็”ทใซ่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๅ„ช็ง€ใงใ€้–“ใ‚‚็„กใๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใซๆ˜‡้€ฒใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅ™‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒ‡ใƒชใƒƒใ‚ฏใจใ„ใ†ๅฅดใ ใ€‚ๅ‰ฃใฎ่…•ใง่จ€ใˆใฐ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ไธญใฎไธ‹ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใงใฏใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ๅˆ†ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใฏใ„ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใจๅผ•ใ่ฟ”ใ™ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ…ˆใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎใŠ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้€šใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใตใฃใ€็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใชใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ—ใใ“ใใ“ใใจ้š ใ‚Œใฆ้€šใฃใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ ? ใใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็งใŸใกใฏๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆๆ‰‹ๆŸ„ใซใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒใชใ€ ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒ‡ใƒชใƒƒใ‚ฏใซ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏๅ†ท้™ใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒ็‹™ใ„ใ ......ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็‹™ใ„ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๆ—ฉใๅ‹•ใใจใฏใชใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใงๆœ€ใ‚‚ๆจฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใคใŠๆ–นใŒใใ†ๆœ›ใพใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ€‚่ชฐใซใ‚‚ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎๅฎ‰ๅฎšใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅฏ„ไธŽใ™ใ‚‹ใจไฟกใ˜ใฆใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒๅนด่‹ฅใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใ†่กŒ็‚บใงใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบบใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅฑๆฉŸใซใ•ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒ‡ใƒชใƒƒใ‚ฏใฏๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ ใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅ‘ฝใฃใฆ......ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“!?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎๆŽ’้™คใซๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎ้ก”ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€่‹ฅใ„ๆ–นใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ๅฅดใ ใช? ๅ„ช็ง€ใ ใจ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠใชใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ณๆ–นใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใธๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใžใ€ ๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใƒ ใƒƒใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆœฌๆฅใ€็ฌฌไธ€ใจใ‹็ฌฌไบŒใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ๅ‘ผใณๅใฏใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒ็ทจๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ †็•ชใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅ‰ฒๅˆ้ซ˜็ดš่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅ‡บ่บซ่€…ใŒๅคšใใ€่ฏใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅŸŽๅ†…่ญฆๅ‚™ใŒๅŸบๆœฌใฎ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚’ไธ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒ‡ใƒชใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎไพ‹ใซๆผใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๆŒ‘็™บใซใฏไน—ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ่‡ชๅˆถใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€‚ไปŠใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎๅดใซ็ซ‹ใคไบบใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๆฎบ่กŒ็‚บใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใฏ่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้€ฃไธญใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ‹้ƒŽใ‚’ใฎใ•ใฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ใ‚ใ’ใไผฏ็ˆตใ ใจ! 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ไฝ•่€…ใ !ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒๆงใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ่ฟซใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใพใพๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€็ซ‹ใกๆญขใพใฃใฆๆงใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆ็›ดใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅ…ตใฎ้ฆ–ใŒ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใŸใกใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ‹่ก†ใฉใ‚‚ใซๅไน—ใ‚‹ๅๅ‰ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซๅฐใ•ใชๅฃฐใงใคใถใ‚„ใใ€่ฆ–็ทšใฏ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚ใฎๅญใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ ใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ๆ€–ใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใซใชใฃใฆใใฆใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใฃ! ้ป™ใฃใฆใ‚!ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏ่žใ“ใˆใŸใฎใ‹็„ก่ฆ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆญฃไฝ“ไธๆ˜Žใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใจใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ๆ–ใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸไธ€ไบบใฏๆงใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ธใƒชใ‚ธใƒชใจไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่ถณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰30ใ‚ปใƒณใƒๅผฑใฎๆฃ’ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใงๅ„ช้›…ใซ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏ้‰„่ฃฝใฎๆ‰‡ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ่€…ใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒใ€ๆญฃไฝ“ไธๆ˜Žใฎ้‡‘ๅฑž็ดฐๅทฅใซๆˆธๆƒ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ‚‚็•™ใ‚ใšใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ใ†ใฃใจใ‚Šใจๆ’ซใงใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใŸๅค‰ใชใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ“ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒใ„ใ‘ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅค‰......? ็งใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸใ“ใฎ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ใ€ๅค‰ใจใฏ......ใ€ ็ฟ ใฎ็žณใ‚’ๆš—ใๅ…‰ใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใคใ‹ใคใ‹ใจ้จŽๅฃซใธๆญฉใฟใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๅทฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅณใธใจๆ‰•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ…ในใฃ......?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅ‹•ใใซๅๅฟœใงใใšใ€้ ฌใฎ่‚‰ใ‚’ใ”ใฃใใ‚ŠใจๆŒใฃใฆ่กŒใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€็›ฎใ‚’็™ฝ้ป’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใธใฎไพฎ่พฑใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใธใฎไพฎ่พฑใ€‚ๆญปใ‚“ใง่ฉซใณใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใƒใ‚ทใƒƒใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๆŠ˜ใ‚ŠใŸใŸใ‚“ใ ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใŒใ้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ–‰ใธใจ็ชใๅˆบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใถใ‚ใฃใจๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใ€ใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็œŸไผผใฆๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็ด™ใง้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ„ใ€ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซไป•่ˆžใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใใชใฃใฆใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŸใกใซๅ‘ใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใŒใŸใฏไปŠใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ใฉใ†ๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใคใ€ไฝฟใ„ใ‚„ใ™ใใ†ใงใ€่‰ฏใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใ ใญใ€ไฝ•ใ ใ‹ๅ„ช้›…ใงใ‚ˆใไผผๅˆใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅฟ…ๆญปใซ่ค’ใ‚่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไธฆในใŸไบŒไบบใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใŠ็คผใซๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎๅคฑ็คผใช่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€ (่žใ‹ใ‚ŒใฆใŸ!) ๆ„›ๆƒณ็ฌ‘ใ„ใŒๅ‡ใ‚Šใคใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใพใพใงใฏ็งใŸใกใซๅ‹ใก็›ฎใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œ็คผใซใฏๅŠใณใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚็งใฏใŸใ ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใงใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใซๆฅใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€ŒใผใใŸใกใ‚’?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€โ€œใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคœๆ˜Žใ‘ใพใงใ€ๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฐใฒใจใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆๅค–ใซๅ‡บใ™ใชโ€ใจใฎไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€‚็งใ‚‚ใใฎใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅฏๅฎคใซ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ใฎใฏใ€็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎไธญใงใ‚‚็ฒพ้‹ญ10ๅใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‰ใ‚ขใฎๅ‰ใซๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไพๅฅณใ‚’่…•ใฅใใง้€€ใ‹ใ›ใ€ๆงใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใใฃใจใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’้–‹ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ๅฏๅฎคใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใปใฉๅบƒใ€…ใจใ—ใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญๅคฎใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคฉ่“‹ไป˜ใใฎใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚’็จใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ไปŠใใ“ใซ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎไปปๅ‹™ใ ใ€‚ๅ›ฝใฎใŸใ‚ใ ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ธใƒชใ‚ธใƒชใจใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใธ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿ!ใ€ ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒๆญปใฌ็žฌ้–“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใใชใ„ไธ€ๅฟƒใงใ€่–„ใ„ใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใƒณใฎๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆŽ›ใ‘ๅธƒๅ›ฃใฎ่†จใ‚‰ใฟใซๆฌกใ€…ใจๆงใŒ็ชใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‚‰ใ‚’่ฒซใ„ใŸๆ„Ÿ่งฆใŒใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซ็ฝชๆ‚ชๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆคใˆไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆญฃ็พฉใฎไปปๅ‹™ใ ใจใ€ๅฟƒใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใƒณใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ€ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ใฆ้ šๅ‹•่„ˆใ‚’็ตถใฃใŸใ€‚ ้™ใ‚Šใ—ใใ‚‹่ก€ใฎ้›จใฎไธญใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใŸใฎใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใ€‚ ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซใฏใ€ๆงใง็ฉดใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฅณใฎๆญปไฝ“ใŒๆŽดใพใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใŸใ˜ใ‚ใ„ใ ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๆ”พใ‚Šๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ ใจๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใŸใจใใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏไบ‹ๆ…‹ใŒ้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚ใšใซ็‹ผ็‹ฝใˆใ‚‹ไป–ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ—ใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎไธญใงใŸใ ไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใฏ้•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๆง‹ใˆใ‚! ็‹ผ็‹ฝใˆใ‚‹ใชใ€ๆ•ตใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใ ใž!ใ€ ๆง‹ใˆใ‚’็ทฉใ‚ใชใ„้จŽๅฃซใฎไธ€ๅ–ใงใ€ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚็›ฎใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆๆงใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆ็›ดใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฟƒๅบ•ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚ŠใฆใใŸใ€‚ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆ่„‡ใซใฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใ€้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฏใ„ใšใ“ใธ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎๅๅ‰ใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใฎใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใจ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎ่กŒๆ–นใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎไธปใฏใ€ใใ“ใงๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใŒ?ใ€ ใพใ ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจ่žใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใฏๆญฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚น็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’็Ž‹ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ๅ‘ฝใœใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใพใ ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚......้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใชใ•ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ไธกๆ‰‹ใงๆŽดใ‚“ใ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ใ€ๅทฆ่ถณใ‚’ๅ‰ใซๅŠ่บซใซๆง‹ใˆใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซ้š ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ไธ€ไปถ็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅงฟใ ใŒใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใฏๆงใ‚’็ชใ้š™ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚่ฆ–็•Œใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅˆ€ใŒใ€ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ (ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใจใฏ......) ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใฏใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใงใ—ใ‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅผทใ•ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ไปŠๅˆใ‚ใฆๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒชใ‚ธใƒชใจ้–“ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๅ›ณใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚†ใฃใŸใ‚Šใจๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ทŠๅผตใซ่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใŠใ‰ใŠ!ใ€ ็Œ›็„ถใจ็ชใใ‚’ๆ”พใค้จŽๅฃซใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ–œใ‚ใซใ™ใใ„ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ€้–ƒใงๆงใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฝใจใ—ใ€ๆ›ดใซ่ขˆ่ฃŸๆ‡ธใ‘ใซๆ–ฌใ‚ŠใŠใ‚ใ—ใฆ้จŽๅฃซใฎ่ถณใ‚’ๆ นๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ–ญใกๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็‰‡่ถณใง่ปขใ’ใพใ‚ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€้–“ใ‚‚็„กใ่ก€ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‹ใŒใคใถใ‚„ใใ€‚ ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใซใฏ่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๅ‰ฃ็ทšใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใŒใ€ไป–ใฎ่€…ใซใฏไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ‹ๆŠŠๆกใงใใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธ€ๆญฉใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใšใ€่…ฐใฎ่ฟ”ใ—ใฎใฟใงใฒใจๅ‘ผๅธใฎใ†ใกใซไบŒๅบฆใฎๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ใ€ใพใ ใพใ ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใŒ ๅทฆ่ถณใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ—ใฆๅ†ใณๅŒใ˜ๆง‹ใˆใซๆˆปใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใŠใฉใ‘ใŸ่ชฟๅญใง่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใชใ€‚......็งใŒใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใฏใ‚€ใ—ใ‚้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‹ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใ€ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ๅพŒใ‚ใซไธ‹ใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ้€†ใซไธ€ๆญฉใ ใ‘่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใ€่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆๆงใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใฏๅฑ้™บใ ใ€‚ๅˆบใ—้•ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใญใ€‚่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฌใ…ใฃ!ใ€ ๅ…ˆใซๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใฎใฏใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅˆ€ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใšๅŠฃใ‚‰ใšใฎ้€Ÿๅบฆใงใ€็ฉ‚ๅ…ˆใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”้ขใธใจๅฉใ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅทฆ่ถณใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆๅŠ่บซใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใˆใ€ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใพใงใ•ใŒใ‚Šใ€ใใฎใพใพๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ๅบฆ่ฆ‹ใŸๆŠ€ใ‚’!ใ€ ็ด ๆ—ฉใๆงใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆ็ฉ‚ๅ…ˆใงๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅฉใ่ฝใจใ—ใ€ใใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใงๅ†ใณ็ชใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆงใฎ็ฉ‚ๅ…ˆใ‚’ๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‘บใ‚Šใ‚ใ’ใฆๅค–ใธใจ้€ธใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใฎๆ”ป้˜ฒใฎใ‚ใจใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใฏ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„่…•ใ ใ€‚ๆงใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€่กŒๅ„€ใŒ่‰ฏใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใฏ็ญ”ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆญฃ้ขใซๆญฃ็œผใฎๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ๆฎบใ•ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ๅฅดใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็œ ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚ใใ‚็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ™ใ‚‹ใžใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใฎๆงใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใฏใ—ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใฏๅ‹ใกใ‚’็ขบไฟกใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใจใฃใŸ!) ใ ใŒใ€็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฏใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๆจชใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆงๅ…ˆใฏๅทฆใฎ่„‡ใจ่…•ใฎ้–“ใ‚’่™šใ—ใๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’้›ขใ—ใ€่„‡ใงๆงๅ…ˆใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅณๆ‰‹ไธ€ๆœฌใงๆกใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ€ใŒใ€็œŸใฃ็›ดใใซใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ€็ฉ‚ๅ…ˆใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆ่พผใ‚€ใจใฏ......้žๅธธ่ญ˜ใช......ใ€ ้Žงใฎ้š™้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰่…นใ‚’่ฒซใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ๅฃใฎ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚’ใซใ˜ใพใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใฏ็—›ใฟใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ฉšๆ„•ใŒ้ก”ใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ›ๆŠผใ™ใ‹ๅผ•ใใ‹ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Šใ‚ƒๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚“ใฎใ ใ€‚ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๆŒŸใ‚ใฐๅ•้กŒ็„กใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฆๅฅด......ใ€ ใƒ‡ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚นใŒๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ก€ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใจใซใ‹ใ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๆ•ตใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ในใใ ใจใ€้ฎไบŒ็„กไบŒ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้…ใ„ใ€ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ซไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ้Žงใ‚’็€่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๆœ€ๅฐ้™ใฎๅ‹•ใใง้ †็•ชใซๅ–‰ใ‚’ๆ–ญใกๅ‰ฒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใซ่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒไฝœใฃใŸ่ก€ใ ใพใ‚Šใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ…จใฆใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๆญปไฝ“ใซๅค‰ใˆใ€็ดๅˆ€ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ก€ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๅธใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ€็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฅฝใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€
Chapter 46: We Will Rock You Sabnak and Midas patrolled the king's castle upon Imeraria's order while armed. The veil of darkness had already descended within the castle. Having only a minimal lighting by the magical lamps, the darkness further down the long corridors appears to be spreading forever. "Something like patrolling with Midas-senpai, that's something that happened during training when I entered the Knight Unit, right?" (Sabnak) It's been a while since they wore normal armor. Wondering what this feeling of discomfort was, Sabnak occasionally adjusted the armor's fasteners while making an effort to be cheerful. "Can't you be a bit more silent? We don't know when it will turn into a battle." (Midas) "But, a thief or such won't break into the castle, no? Those coming and going are thoroughly checked by the First Knight Unit and there are also some members of the Third Knight Unit making their rounds in the vicinity of the castle, isn't that so?" (Sabnak) Midas sighed at Sabnak who was under the impression that the castle's inside was safe. "What happened today? Even you should know that, I suppose." (Midas) "Are you talking about the matter of Imeraria-sama announcing her intention to inherit the crown?" (Sabnak) "So, though the First Knight Unit usually is guarding this castle, why do you think we were mobilized? ... That's the answer to your question." (Midas) Discovering the figures of people ahead in front, Midas stops and draws his sword. Before his eyes there are three members of the First Knight Unit standing holding their spears. "Going beyond this point is forbidden." (Knight) One of the First Knight Unit's members said. Midas remembered this man. He was an excellent knight amongst the Knight Unit. He heard that there were rumors of him being promoted to the rank of vice-captain soon. He is called Frederik But he can't simply turn back while saying "Yes, that's how it is." "We have been summoned to Imeraria-sama's room farther down this hall. Let us pass." (Midas) "Hah, if you are from the Third Knight Unit, why are you trying to sneak around and conceal yourself? In this situation it will become an achievement if we boldly kill you guys." (Frederik) Even though Frederik is laughing scornfully, Midas is watching the other party calmly. "What is your aim... ? No, I know what you're scheming. But to move this quickly." (Midas) "This was commanded by the lady possessing the most authority in this country. It is impossible for anyone to prevent it. And, each of us, who protect the royal castle, believe that we are contributing to the kingdom's stability." (Frederik) "Even the act of stealing the life of a young girl?" (Midas) "We can't expose the country to danger just to protect a single life." (Frederik) Towards Midas' inquiry, Frederik answered as if it was a natural matter. "A girl's life... Midas-san?!" (Sabnak) "It appears that Her Majesty the Queen is moving in order to remove Imeraria-sama. It seems that the First Knight Unit sides with Her Majesty." (Midas) "That's how it is. I don't recall your face, but that young fellow is called Sabnak or something, right? Since I am hearing that you are an excellent knight, I will promote you to the First Knight Unit, if you support us now." (Frederik) As he heard the talk about being promoted, Sabnak got angry. Originally, the popular names like First or Second are nothing more than the order how the Knight Units are organized. But, having a high percentage of high-ranking nobles as alumnae, the First Knight Unit, based on their showy defense of the castle, has many members who look down upon the other Knight Units. It seems that even Frederik hasn't escaped this custom. Sabnak restrains himself. "What a foolish thing. If you think about the people standing on Imeraria-sama's side currently, you should know that this is suicidal." (Sabnak) "The fools are you guys of the Third Knight Unit. Letting such trash as that risen earl do as he pleases! Becoming enthusiastic about someone you don't even know where he comes from nor what kind of person he is, I wonder what's up with that princess." (Frederik) Slamming the spear's pommel onto the ground, Frederik's face, warping unseemly, revealed his rage. "If it were me, I would have already gotten rid of that man! He is returning to his territory while those within the king's castle are shivering in fear where this man called Hifumi is concerned. Such unsightly behavior! Although the point of today's operation by Her Majesty's plan focuses on the time Hifumi isn't here, originally it would have been better to properly cut that guy to pieces straight from the front." (Frederik) Watching the enraged Frederik, Sabnak ended up bursting into laughter unintentionally. "What's so funny!" (Frederik) "No... I just think that it isn't smart to underestimate Hifumi-san in such manner." (Sabnak) Which reminds me, if Pajou-senpai had been only a little bit more careful, she might have avoided dying. "Wha..." (Frederik) Frederik's angry voice, trying to inhale, was stopped by the shuriken stuck in his neck. Owed to the overwhelming force, Frederik's head was thrown back as he collapsed while spurting out blood. "Uwa?!" (Knight A) "Frederik!" (Knight B) His colleagues standing on both sides quickly caught his falling body, but they knew that he had already passed away. "This is... " (Sabnak) Thinking it was Hifumi, Sabnak and Midas turned around and saw Origa, whose face had become white and expressionless due to overwhelming fury. "... I decided to come and have a look since it became noisy, just to hear this filthy mouth slandering Hifumi... !" (Origa) Origa, without paying Sabnak and Midas any attention, was looking at the surviving knights of the First Knight Unit. Midas, judging it to be dangerous, escaped by dragging Sabnak to the side of the corridor. "Bastard! Who are you!" (Knight B) One of the knights approached Origa pushing out their spear, but she didn't move while holding out her right hand in front. Without understanding what she was trying to do, at the moment he stopped to fix his spear stance, Origa removed the soldier's head from the neck with her wind magic. "There is no need for me to tell scum like you guys my name." (Origa) Murmuring this in a small voice as if it is fine for them to not hear it, her line of sight turns towards the remaining knight. "Hasn't that girl somehow gradually turned more scary from before?" (Sabnak) "Shh! Be quiet!" (Midas) Without it being clear whether she didn't hear Sabnak's words or decided to ignore them, Origa's gaze didn't waver. After seeing that she didn't use the wand to display her magic, he judged it to be an unknown attack and readied his spear while slowly retreating. Even so, without stopping her feet, just as he thought so, Origa took out a rod, that was a little longer than 30 centimeters, from her bosom and gracefully held it in one hand. It was an iron folding fan, though it was something that no one in this world had seen before. Everyone, who were at the scene, couldn't contain their feeling of perplexity due to the unknown metal craftsmanship. Origa caressed the iron-ribbed fan with rapt attention. "She took out a strange thing once again... " (Knight A) These words were prohibited. "Strange... ? You are calling this iron-ribbed fan I received from Hifumi-sama strange..." (Origa) With her green pupils shining darkly, Origa briskly walked up to the knight and swung her folding fan from the right hand side to the left. "Ubeh... ?" (Knight A) Without reacting to Origa's movement, the knight was bewildered as the flesh of his cheek was torn off completely. "Insulting this weapon is like insulting Hifumi-sama. Apologize by dying." (Origa) With a sound of *bashitto* she folded up the iron-ribbed fan and stabbed it into the throat of the knight who was writhing as he held his face. The fallen knight spurt out blood from his mouth with a *buwa* and died without even twitching. Imitating Hifumi, Origa retrieved a paper from her breast pocket and gently wiped the iron-ribbed fan clean before putting it back with great care. She turns her gaze, which had become only slightly tender, towards Midas and Sabnak. "Midas-san, Sabnak-san, what do you think about the weapon you have seen just now?" (Origa) "I-It seems e-easy to use. I-I think it i-is a fine w-weapon." (Sabnak) "T-That's r-right. I-I think it s-somewhat matches y-our elegance." (Midas) As the two desperately lined up words of praise in panic, Origa smiled sweetly. "Thank you very much. As thanks I will pretend to forget about your impolite comments from before." (Origa) (She heard them!) Disregarding the frozen Sabnak with his forced smile, Midas bowed towards Origa. "You have my thanks for saving us. Had it stayed like that, we wouldn't have had a chance of victory." (Midas) "There is no need to thank me. I just came looking for you guys following Hifumi-sama's instruction." (Origa) "Us?" (Midas) "Yes, I am to tell you, "From now on until dawn, not a single person is allowed to leave the castle." I shall help you with this task as well." (Origa) It was 10 elite soldiers picked from among the First Knight Unit who broke into Imeraria's bedroom. Shoving the maid standing in front of the door on standby by brute force aside, the knights clasped their spears tightly and quietly opened the door. They glared at the bed with its canopy attached situated in the middle of the room you wouldn't consider to be a bedroom due to its sheer degree of vastness. Their mission is to kill the girl sleeping there currently. While persuading themselves that it is for the sake of the country, they are slowly approaching the bed. "Prepare yourself!" Wholeheartedly not wanting to watch the moment the young lady dies, they are continuing to stab their spears one by one at the bulging bed cover from the outside the thin curtains of the canopy. As they sensed the spears penetrating flesh, feelings of guilt were planted within the knights, but they suppressed their hearts by reminding themselves that this was a just cause. "How regrettable" As a katana protruded from the other side of the curtain, the carotid artery of the neck of one of the knights was severed. Within the downpour of blood Hifumi comes out from within the curtains while swinging his katana. In his left hand he is holding the corpse of a woman riddled with spear holes. He tossed it in front of the faltering knights. At the time they comprehended that this was the corpse of the queen, the knights couldn't do anything but lose their presence of mind unable to swallow the current state of affairs. However, there was only one single knight amongst them who was different. "All hands, get ready! Don't get panicked in front of the enemy!" Due to the roar in a thunderous voice for the knights to not let down their guard and prepare themselves, the other knights fixed their spear stance having life return into their eyes. With a completely delightful facial expression Hifumi descended from the bed. He kicked the queen's corpse to the side in order to put it out-of-the-way. "I'd like you to not obstruct us, Earl Tohno. Where is Imeraria-sama?" "Who gives a damn about something like that. What is your name?" (Hifumi) "I am called Deumus, vice-captain of the First Knight Unit. Earl Tohno, please, I'd like you to tell us the whereabouts of the princess" (Deumus) "Even though your master has passed away over there?" (Hifumi) "You still want to go on?" hearing this from Hifumi, Deumus clenched his teeth. "We have sworn our lives to the duty of Prince Ayperos to become king. For that reason we can't stop here ... If you plan to hinder us, I will have you die." (Deumus) "If that's the case, let's get going." (Hifumi) Grabbing his katana with both hands, he stepped forward with his left foot by half a step in order to hide his back. On a first glance this can be seen as defenseless stance, but Deumus isn't able to discover a gap he can thrust his spear into. As the katana doesn't enter his visual field, he can't fathom in what way it might approach him.magic (This much...) Deumus doesn't know anything about Hifumi's strength except what he read in the reports. But now he experiences it for the first time himself. In contrast to Deumus, who is attempting to close the distance between them impatiently, Hifumi sets up calmly. Another knight couldn't stand the tension. "U-uooo!" Against the knight releasing fierce thrusts, Hifumi cut off the spear diagonally in a flash as if scooping it up. And moreover, as he was using the blade to slash it diagonally from the shoulder he severed the knight's foot from its root. The one-legged knight, rolling around in circles, died before long due to loss of blood. Someone mutters. Deumus barely managed to watch the sword's path, but the others didn't grasp what happened. Without even taking a single step, Hifumi executed two slashes within a person's breath visible only by him turning his waist. "Come, come, come on, there are still a lot of you **left!" (Hifumi) Hifumi, returning to his previous stance of halving his left foot in front, says in a jesting tone. "If you lot don't get going ... I will." (Deumus) Just that they would instead become a hindrance to Deumus, the other knights retreated to the rear. Conversely, making only one step forward, Deumus, lowering his posture, prepares his spear. "You are dangerous. I will end it here even if it means stabbing each other." (Deumus) "That's good. It's fine for you to try." (Hifumi) "Nuu!" (Deumus) The first to move was Deumus. Equal to the speed of Hifumi's katana just now, Deumus drives the spearhead into Hifumi's face. Hifumi shifts his stance by drawing back the left foot a half step. He moves back until Deumus' attack just barely doesn't reach him. Without changing his posture, he cuts upwards with his katana. "That's a technique I have seen before!" (Deumus) Swiftly pulling back his spear, he deflects the katana with the spearhead and used that force to thrust the spear a second time. While drawing the katana back to himself, Hifumi averts the spearhead coming for him from the side to the outside. After this instant of offence and defence, Deumus took his distance. "You are well skilled. You are using your spear quite proficiently. But your manners aren't very good." (Hifumi) Deumus doesn't answer. Changing his posture, Hifumi adopts a stance of directly aiming at the eyes with his katana. "There is still a hopeless guy I haven't killed yet. I will finish it soon because I am sleepy." (Hifumi) Before Hifumi finished his words, Deumus drove his spear aiming at Hifumi's heart. As Hifumi doesn't show any intention to avoid it, Deumus is confident in his victory. (Gotcha!) But, Hifumi's body, which should be turned to the front, is turning sideways before Deumus noticed it. The spearhead passes by through empty air on the left side in the space between the arms And, separating his left arm, Hifumi, holding the katana in his right hand, pinned down the side of the spearhead and faced Deumus directly. "Pinning down the spear by holding it between your arm and body... How absurd..." (Deumus) Piercing the abdomen through the gap in the armor, though blood was leaking out from his mouth, Deumus showed a face of astonishment rather than pain. "At best you are able to push or pull before it snaps. There is no problem to get in-between that." (Hifumi) "What a guy..." (Deumus) As Deumus crumbled down, Hifumi shook off the blood of his katana. The remaining knights, without knowing what would be the right thing to do, recklessly came rushing in as they wanted to at least kill the enemy in front of them. "Too slow." (Hifumi) Even though there were eight knights left and although they wore proper armor, their throats were cut sequentially with a minimum of movement. One by one they dropped into the pool of blood they had produced themselves. Changing all of the knights into corpses, Hifumi, returning the katana into its scabbard and inhaling the smell of blood, laughed. "That was fun." (Hifumi)
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ๅˆใฎไธ‰ๅ›ฝไผš่ซ‡ใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใŸๅฝขใง้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏๅคงไฝ“ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใงใ€ๆ™‚ใ€…ๆฐ—ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใจใใซใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใŒ้ ๆ…ฎใŒใกใซๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใจใ„ใฃใŸๅ…ทๅˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎ่ณ ๅ„Ÿ้‡‘ใ‚’ๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใฃใŸๅพŒใซ็›ดๆŽฅใฎ้€šๅ•†ๆก็ด„ใ‚’็ตใถ้‹ใณใจใชใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’้€šใ˜ใฆ่ปไบ‹็š„ใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑไบคๆ›ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใจใ„ใ†ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚‚็››ใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฏใ“ใ‚Œใพใง้€šใ‚Šใฎไบคๆตใฏ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใซใคใ„ใฆใฎ็‹ฌๅ ็š„ใชๆต้€šใฏไบ‹ๅฎŸไธŠ็„กใใชใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€่ณ ๅ„Ÿ้‡‘ใฎๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใ„ใจโ€œๅนณๅ’Œใธใฎๅ”ๅŠ›โ€ใ‚’่ฆ่ซ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใธใฎไผ่จ€ใ‚’ไพ้ ผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅนณๅ’Œใธใฎๅ”ๅŠ›ใจใฏใ€ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใซใฏใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ๅฝ“ๅˆใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŠ›ใงใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใฎไบคๆธ‰ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใจๆฏๅทปใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใŒใ€ไผš่ซ‡ใฎ็ต‚็›คใงใฏใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏใ€ๆ›–ๆ˜งใชไพ้ ผใซๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹็ขบ่ชใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ดกใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ‚ˆใ่กŒใใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใซๅนณๅฆใช่จ€่‘‰ใง่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๅ›žใฎๆˆฆไบ‰ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฏๅ…จ้ข็š„ใซไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฎ่ฒฌไปปใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่‡ช่บซใŒไธ่ฆใซ็Š ็‰ฒใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ—ใ€็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆๅดฉๅฃŠใซ่ฟ‘ใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใซ้™ฅใฃใŸไบ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่งฆใ‚Œใ–ใ‚‹ในใไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๅˆบๆฟ€ใ—ใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่‡ช่บซใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใพใง่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚่งฆใ‚Œใ–ใ‚‹ในใไบบ็‰ฉใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Šใคใคใ‚‚ใ‚ใใณใ‚’ใ—ใฆ็„ก้–ขไฟ‚ใ ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ๅฐใ•ใๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใ€ๅˆ†่ฃ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ—งใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅœฐๅŸŸใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅฝขๅผไธŠ่ณ ๅ„Ÿใฏๆฑ‚ใ‚ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใง่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใจ็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅคฑๆ•—ใ‚’ๅ›žๅพฉใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใชใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใ€‚ๅ˜็ด”ใซ็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใงใ™ใ€ ่‡ชๅ›ฝใฎๅ•้กŒใซๅทปใ่พผใ‚€ๅ‰ใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฏใฉใ†ใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใฏใฃใใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฏใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๅฅฝใพใ—ใ„ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€ๅ„ชใ—ใ’ใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–ฐใŸใชๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใฎ่จ€ใ†ใจใŠใ‚Šใ ใชใ€‚่‡ชๅ›ฝใฎๅพŒๅง‹ๆœซใฏ่‡ชๅ›ฝใง่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใ€‚่ชฐใ‹ใซ้ ผใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎ่ฌ็คผใฏๅฟ…่ฆใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏใ€ๆก็ด„ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚„ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใจไผš่ซ‡ๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆ„ๆฐ—ๆถˆๆฒˆใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ€้€€ๅฎคใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚‚ใใ“ใใ“ใซๆ‰‰ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ่ฟฝใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸ่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎๅฃๅ…ƒใŒ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ€‚ ้š่กŒๅ“กใŒๅพ…ใคๆŽงใˆใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใซใฏใ€ๆกˆๅ†…ใฎไธ€ไบบใ‚‚ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไฟก็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจๅฅฝๆ„็š„ใซใจใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใจใฆใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ”พใฃใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ‚‰่ปฝใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฎ่จผๅทฆใ ใจใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใฎๆ‰ฑใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ป™ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใƒˆใƒœใƒˆใƒœใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใซใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ ใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใฎๆ–นใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ€ใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใŒใ€่ฒดๆ–นใฏ?ใ€ ็ช็„ถ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸไธญๅนด็”ทๆ€งใซใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’้œฒใ‚ใซๅใ‚’ๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅญ็ˆตใ€ใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซใจ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใŠไธ€ไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซใฎๅ•ใ„ใซใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏ็ญ”ใˆใšใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ๅ›ฝใฎไปฃ่กจใจใ—ใฆใŠ่ถŠใ—ใฎ่ฒดๆ–นใซใ€ๆกˆๅ†…ใ™ใ‚‰ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎๅคฑๆ…‹ใงใ™ใช! ใพใ ่‹ฅใ„ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใซๆˆใ‚Šไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ€้ž็คผใ‚’ใŠ่ฉซใณใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ•ใ•ใ€็งใŒใŠไพ›ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๅคงใ’ใ•ใช่บซๆŒฏใ‚Šใงๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฎใ“ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„่ฌ็ฝชใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจ็–‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ไธ€ไบบใงๆˆปใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚ใŠๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ„ใˆใ€้ ๆ…ฎใฏใ„ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚......ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€้ก”่‰ฒใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ๅ…ทๅˆใŒๆ‚ชใ„ๆ‰€ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใš่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ใ—ใใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฐใƒƒใจๅ ชใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎไผš่ซ‡ใงใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใซๆ‰‹ใฒใฉใใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใฆใญใ€‚ๆœฌๅ›ฝใธๆˆปใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ๆฐ—ใŒ้‡ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ็šฎ่‚‰ใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏ็„กใ„ใŒใ€่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ„ๅœฐใŒๆ‚ชใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅˆฅใซๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏ้–‹ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏ......ใงใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡่ฒดๆ—ใจใฎใƒ‘ใ‚คใƒ—ใŒใงใใŸใจๆˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏไฝฟ่€…ๆฎฟใฎ้ก”ใ‚‚็ซ‹ใคใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎ่บซๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใชๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใ„ใซ็œ‰ใ‚’้กฐใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใ‹ใ‚‰ใšๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ่ƒกๆ•ฃ่‡ญใ„ใ€ใจใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไป•็ซ‹ใฆใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๆœใ‚’็€ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ไธญๅนดใงใฉใ“ใ‹ๅ†ดใˆใชใ„้ขจๆƒ…ใฎใ€่–„ใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ใ‚นใƒžใ‚คใƒซใจๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€้€†ใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใง่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใฐใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๆ€่€ƒใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใพใพๅธฐๅ›ฝใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใฎไบคๆธ‰ไธ่ชฟใฎ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’ๅ•ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๅƒปๅœฐใซ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€็งใฉใ‚‚ใŒไฝฟใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธ่กŒใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚้š่กŒใฎ่€…ใŸใกใซใ‚‚ใ€ๆ˜ฏ้žๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ไปŠๅพŒใฎไบ‹ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€้ก”ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฏๅฟ…่ฆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใชใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏ่ฒดๆ—ใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’่ƒกๆ•ฃ่‡ญใ„ใจ่ฉ•ใ—ใŸใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซๅญ็ˆตใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎไฝฟ่€…ใจๆŽฅ่งฆใ€‚้š่กŒๅ“กใŸใกใŒๅพ…ใคๅพ…ๆฉŸๅฎคใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆใ‚‰ใใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใฎไบคๆธ‰ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใจใฟใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใงๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏใ€็‰นใซๅๅฟœใ‚’็คบใ•ใšใซ้ ทใใฎใฟใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผ่ฟ‘่ก›ๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใงใฏใ€ไฝฟ่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใŒ้š่กŒๅ“กใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎบๅฎณใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚......่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€็ตŒ้Žใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ—ใŸใŒ......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใฎ็Šฏ็ฝชใ‚’่ฆ‹้Žใ”ใ™ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ไธปๆตๆดพใงใฏใชใ„ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŒๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๅ‡บๅ‘ใ„ใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ€ ่ˆˆๅฅฎๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซ่ฉฑใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏๅๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถใ“ใจใงๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฏ่žใใ€‚ใ ใŒ็ง่ฆ‹ใ‚’่žใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎไบ‹ใฏ่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใŒๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œไปปๅ‹™ใซๆˆปใ‚Œใ€‚ๅถ็„ถ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใŸไบ‹ใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๆœฌๆฅใฎๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎไปปๅ‹™ใฏๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆˆดๅ† ๅผใ‚’็„กไบ‹ใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใพใงใ€ๅŸŽๅค–ใง็›ฎใ‚’ๅ…‰ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ......ไบ†่งฃใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๆธ‹ใ€…ใจ้€€ๅฎคใ—ใฆใ„ใใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ใ€ใใฎ็›ฎใŒๆ†Žใ—ใฟใ‚’ๅญ•ใ‚“ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใซใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚Šใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏๅ‘ใ„ใŸใŒใ€่ƒŒไธญใงๅ—ใ‘ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๆฐ—ใฅใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”็„กๆฒ™ๆฑฐใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ด้šŠ้•ท......ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๆ‰€ๅฑžๅ…ˆใงใ†ใพใใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใญใ€ ๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฟƒใ—ใŸใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏใ€ไพๅฅณใซใŠ่Œถใ‚’ใ„ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ…ƒใฏๅŒใ˜็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅ…ฅ้šŠๆ™‚ๆœŸใ‚‚่ฟ‘ใ„ใฎใงใ€‚......ๅฝผใซไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚’็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๆ™‚้–“ใงไบคไปฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ไฝ•ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ใฎ้›†ไธญๅŠ›ใฏๆŒใกใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ๆš—ใใฆ็‹ญใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ˜ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฐ—ใŒๆป…ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸไพๅฅณใซ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚นใƒžใ‚คใƒซใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไพๅฅณใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—้ก”ใ‚’่ตคใใ—ใฆๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใจใ€่ปฝใ‚„ใ‹ใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้š…ใธใจๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎไฝฟ่€…ใซไฝ•ใ‹ๅ‹•ใใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚ไผš่ซ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใซใ€ใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซๅญ็ˆตใŒๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใพใงๅ›ใŒ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅพ…ๆฉŸๅฎคใซๆƒใฃใฆๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‹•ใใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ—ฉใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ€็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ ใคใพใ‚‰ใชใใ†ใซๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใซใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ใจ่ฉซใณใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซๅญ็ˆตใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใจใ—ใŸ็Ž‹ๅญๆดพๆฎ‹ๅ…šใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎ็น‹ใŒใ‚Šใ‚’ไฝœใ‚ใ†ใจ็”ป็ญ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงใฏๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚......ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎไผš่ซ‡ใฎ็ตๆžœใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจไผๆ‰‹ใŒๅ‡บๆฅใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚ใ‚‹้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใง็ด…่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใ ใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๅซŒใช้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใŠ่Œถใฎ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใ„ใค้จ’ๅ‹•ใŒ่ตทใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใพใ™ใ€ใจใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใไธ€ไบบใง่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใŠใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใธใจๅ‡บใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŸŽใฎใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใจใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใงใ‚ใ‚ŒใฐๅŸŽใฎๅ‰ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่ฆณๅ…‰ๅฎขใ‚„ๅœฐๅ…ƒไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใŒๆ†ฉใ„ใฎๅ ดใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅบƒๅ ดใฏใ€ไธ€่ˆฌไบบใŒ็ท ใ‚ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆ•ฐไบบใฎๅ…ตใŒๆ—ฉ่ถณใง็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธๅฏฉใช่€…ใŒ็„กใ„ใ‹ใ‚’่ชฟในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŸŽใธ็ดๅ“ใซๆฅใŸๆฅญ่€…ใชใฉใ€ๆ™‚ใ€…้€š้Žใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใŸใกใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚ŒใŸไฝ็ฝฎใงใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅŽณ้‡ใชๆคœๆŸปใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒโ€œไป•ๆ–นใชใ„โ€ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ็ด ็›ดใซๆคœๆŸปใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๅบƒๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰่ก—ใฎๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ไปฅไธŠใซใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‡บๅบ—ใŒๅ‡บใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๅบƒๅ ดใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ„ๅˆ†ใ€่ก—ใฎไบบๅฃๅฏ†ๅบฆใŒๅข—ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใฎๆ‰‹ใ™ใ‚Šใซใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใฆๅบงใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใซใใฎไบบใ€…ใฎๅ–ถใฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ„่ญ˜ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ—ฅ่ชฒใฎ็ž‘ๆƒณใฎ้€”ไธญใ ใŒใ€ๆ€่€ƒใฏใ“ใ‚Œใพใงๆฎบใ—ใฆใใŸไบบใ€…ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใ ใ—ใ€ใใฎๆœ€ๆœŸใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใฆใ€ๅฟƒใฎไธญใงๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆˆดๅ† ๅผใฎๆ™‚ใ‹ใใฎๅ‰ใ‹ใ€ๅŸŽใฎไธญใงใพใŸไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ„ใ†ไบˆๆ„ŸใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚่‡ช็„ถใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒๆตฎใ‹ใถใ€‚ ๆญฆใฎ้“ใซใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใจใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏใชใ‚“ใจๅนธ็ฆใชใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงๅคšใใฎไบบใ€…ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็ฃจใ„ใฆใใŸๆŠ€่ก“ใŒๆœฌ็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใŒ่จผๆ˜ŽใงใใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใพใŸๅคšใใฎไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ๅฟƒใฏ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ๆณข็ด‹ใฒใจใคใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆฐด้ขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒ่ƒธใซๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใตใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ่ฅฟใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ็”บใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ€้œžใ‚“ใง่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅœฐๅนณ็ทšใฎๅ…ˆใซใฏใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸ็ฃไบบๆ—ใŸใกใŒไฝใ‚€่’้‡Žใฎใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€้šฃๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹ๆฃฎใซใฏใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่’้‡Žใฎๅ…ˆใซใ‚‚ใ€ไบบใŒไฝใ‚€ๅ›ฝใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏๅผทใ„ใจ่žใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ‚“ใชๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใฎใ‹ใ€็ˆชใ‚„็‰™ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใฎใ‹ใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€้ฃ›ในใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ๆˆดๅ† ๅผใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€่’้‡Žใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€ ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้ฃŸๆ–™ใ‚’่ฒทใฃใฆใ€้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๅŽ็ดใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€้ฆฌใ‚’้ง†ใฃใฆไธ€ไบบใง่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€‚้ ˜ๅœฐใฎไบ‹ใฏใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใซไปปใ›ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚้ ˜ๅœฐใซๅฏ„ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใซๅˆฅใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚‚ไฝœใ‚‰ใ›ใฆๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ“ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใซๅ‡บใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ตคใ„ใใ›ๆฏ›ใซใ‚ขใ‚คใ‚นใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใฎ็žณใ‚’่ผใ‹ใ›ใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใ„ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ไบ‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซๆฅใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ„ใ„ไบ‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใŒๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€ŒๅธฐใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚„ใฃใฆใŠใไบ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใงใ‚‚็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ๅฎ‰ใ•ใงๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้ ˜ไธปใจ่ปไบ‹่ฒฌไปป่€…ใฎๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใง่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ่พบใ‚Šใงใ‚‚ๅผทใ„้ญ”็‰ฉใŒๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅ‚™ใˆใฆใŠใๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ไฟบใ‚‚ไธ€ๅบฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธ่กŒใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็พๅœฐใงๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ„ใšใ‚Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๆˆปใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸใ‚‰่‰ฒใ€…่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใจใ„ใ„ใ€ ไบบ้–“็›ธๆ‰‹ใจ็ฃ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใฏๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใŒ้•ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ตŒ้จ“ใ—ใฆใใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่ฉฑใฏ่ปใฎๅ‚่€ƒใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ็ด ็›ดใซ้ ทใ„ใฆใ€ๆ—ฉใๅธฐใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใญใ€ใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€้ ˜ๅœฐใซๆˆปใฃใฆ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ€็ตๅฉšใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใŠไป•ไบ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œ้ ˜ๅœฐใฎ้‹ๅ–ถใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ไธ€้€šใ‚Š่ทๅ“กใŒ่‚ฒใฆใฐใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใชใ‚“ใฆ้ฃพใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ไฟบใฏไฟบใงใ€้ข็™ฝใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใซ่กŒใไบˆๅฎšใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่จ€ใ†้ข็™ฝใ„ใ“ใจใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅฃใ‚’ใ‚‚ใซใ‚‡ใ‚‚ใซใ‚‡ใ•ใ›ใฆใ€้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ—œๅฅฝใ‚’ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰นๅˆคใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใฏ็„กใ„ใ—ใ€ใใ‚ŒใงๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆฎบใ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใพใšใฏไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ตทใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใพใชใ„ใจใชใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใใฃใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚้ข็™ฝใ„็ตŒ้จ“ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๆˆปใ‚‹ใจใใฏๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใญใ€‚็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅซŒใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ•ใฃใจๆ‰‹ใ™ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ้ง†ใ‘ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏไปŠใฎใ†ใกใซๅฐ‘ใ—ๅฏใฆใŠใใ‹ใชใ€ ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰่“ๅญใƒ‘ใƒณใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ƒใจ้ฝงใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใใฃใจๅŸŽใฎไธญใธใจๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚
The first conference of the three countries advanced in a way of mostly ignoring Vichy. As Hifumi was basically only listening and as Imeraria and Suprangel talked about the main points, it was a situation, where Roshi only shyly voiced his opinion at the few times Imeraria brought up a subject and took him into consideration. As result it reached a stage of Orsongrande and Horant tying a direct treaty of commerce once Horant paid a little amount of reparations. This also included the matter of building a military information exchange through Hifumi. In regards to Vichy, Horant will continue the same degree of exchange as until now, but as a matter of fact the monopolistic circulation of magic tools would disappear. "As soon as you pay the reparations, you can request 'cooperation towards peace' from Orsongrande", Imeraria stated as verbal message to the central committee. "What does that cooperation towards peace concretely contain... ?" (Roshi) Although he spoke passionately that he would finalize the negotiations with Orsongrande by himself at first, Roshi, who completely dropped his shoulders at the final stages of the conference, timidly spoke his words to verify the ambiguous verbal message. Showing her best smile, Imeraria returns in flat speech to Roshi, "Concerning the war this time, our country considers the central committee to be fully responsible. And even concerning the situation of unnecessarily increasing the victims in Vichy itself and as result of that falling into a state close to collapse, we believe Vichy itself being the cause by provoking a person it shouldn't have touched." (Imeraria) Speaking up to here, she turns a fleeting glance towards Hifumi. The person, who shouldn't be touched, showed an indifferent attitude as he yawned while being aware that he is being watched. Imeraria took a small breath. "Regarding the split, former Vichy region, including the central committee, I demand formal reparations, but above that I want them to come up with a plan by themselves. They shouldn't try to use me or my country in order to recover from their own mistakes. I call such behaviour simply disagreeable." (Imeraria) "Let's have talks once again after they came to a conclusion about what they should do before involving me in their own country's problems", Imeraria clearly said. Suprangel turned a gentle look at here "It is as the new Majesty the Queen says. The cleaning up of one's own country is something to be concluded by one's own country. If you rely on someone, it will naturally require an equal reward." (Suprangel) Even though Roshi, who ended up losing his position completely, began the conference to work out the details of a treaty, he was gently expelled from the location of the conference. There wasn't anyone, who noticed Hifumi's gaze following Roshi as he faced towards the door in a hurry, giving a polite phrase for parting from the room, with a completely, dispirited look. Neither the matter of his mouth forming a smile. Roshi, heading towards the rest room where his attendants are waiting, wasn't even accompanied by a single person guiding him. He can't take the statement as favourable, if he believes in it, at all. Roshi interpreted it as proof of being looked down on by Orsongrande itself and in reality his treatment had just such meaning. Walking trudgingly without saying a word, Roshi was called by someone. "Excuse me, aren't you the envoy from Vichy?" "Haa, just as you say. You are?" (Roshi) Roshi asked for the man's name exposing his vigilance towards the middle-aged man, who suddenly appeared and started a conversation. "I'm a Viscount of Orsongrande called Leonhart. You seem to be alone, what has happened to the guide from our country?" (Leonhart) Roshi only frowned without answering Leonhart's question. "Certainly you don't want to tell me that they haven't assigned a guide to you, who came here as representative of your country, right? This is our country's, no, the princess' mistake! How to say it, although she's still young, I want to apologise for the impoliteness on behalf of the princess. Let's go, I will accompany you instead." (Leonhart) Receiving an apology that isn't filled with a feeling of being an exaggerated gesture, Roshi doubted whether he is being made fun of. "No, I will return myself. Thank you very much for your concerns." (Roshi) "No, not at all, there's no need to hold back. ... As you look unwell for some reason, is there something wrong with your health as well?" (Leonhart) Although Roshi almost clicked his tongue unintentionally, he withstood with an effort. "I have been treated awfully by Her Highness the Princess at the conference just now. I felt depressed, if I consider that I have to report after returning to my own country." (Roshi) Though I didn't intend to be sarcastic, my words ended up having a feeling of being slightly malicious, but that doesn't really matter, does it? "My goodness... then, if you are able to build a connection with nobles from Orsongrande, won't it be possible for you to preserve your face a little bit, Envoy-dono?" (Leonhart) "... What are you trying to say?" (Roshi) "There aren't few nobles, who have been raising their eyebrows due to to egoistic behaviour of the princess. If you don't mind, let's have a talk at a different place." (Leonhart) Although he is certainly wearing finely tailored clothes befitting a noble, once I look at my conversation partner again, that middle-aged man gives off a feeling as if having some kind of misunderstanding with his faint smile and his somewhat dull appearance. However, once I consider it in reverse, if he has approached me with the intention to use me, he might be useful in some way "Well, then let's go to the room used by us. I want you to also extend your greetings to my attendants without fail." (Roshi) "Indeed, if you consider the matters from now on, it's indispensable to meet them. Then, let's go." (Leonhart) Roshi evaluated the noble's smile as suspicious, but he didn't notice that he was also showing the same face himself. "Viscount Leonhart has come into contact with Vichy's envoy. They went towards the room, where the attendants are waiting on standby. I believe it to be likely that they will carry out some kind of negotiations." Knight Captain Lotomago, who received the report in his office, only nodded without showing any particular reaction. Seeing that, the knight continues his report. "In the report from Royal Knight Order Vice-Captain Vaiya there was a mention about the possibility of Envoy Roshi to be killed by his attendants. ... It was mentioned that the Royal Knight Order is observing the progress attentively, but... this won't result in the overlooking of a crime within the castle, right? Although they don't belong to the main faction, there is a possibility of our country's nobles being dragged into it. Dispatching the knight order here..." "Balzephon. The knight, who started to get heated up while talking, was reigned in with Lotomago calling his name. "I will listen to the report. But, I have no intention to listen to your own personal opinion. The matters within the castle are decided by Imeraria-sama and the Royal Knight Order." (Lotomago) "However..." (Balzephon) "Return to your duty. It's good that you reported on something, you saw by chance. But, as our primary task is to finish the coronation ceremony safely tomorrow, we have to keep a watchful eye on things outside the castle." (Lotomago) "... Understood." (Balzephon) Balzephon has left the room reluctantly. However, the eyes he turned at me were filled with hatred, albeit only for an instant Even Vaiya, who came entering as replacement, had this hateful gaze turned at him, but Vaiya, receiving it from behind, didn't notice. "Please excuse me for my long silence, Captain Lotomago... Is Balzephon doing well at his new assignment?" (Vaiya) "Do you know him?" (Lotomago) Lotomago, urging him on to take a seat, told the maid to bring tea. "Of course. We both were originally in the Second Knight Order. The time of recruitment is drawing near as well. ... Did something happen with him?" (Vaiya) "No, I was just slightly worried. Leaving that aside, weren't you monitoring the lot from Vichy?" (Lotomago) "We are alternating at a certain interval of time. There are no humans who possess the ability to concentrate for countless hours. If you are staying still in a dark and narrow place, you will end up feeling depressed." (Vaiya) Vaiya laughed and thankfully received the black tea offered by a maid. The maid, to whom he smiled, smled with a slightly red face and lightly returned to a corner of the room. "And, that means that something happened for Vichy's envoy to make a move." (Vaiya) "Indeed. Viscount Leonhart contacted Roshi, who was expelled from the conference. It looks like they entered Vichy's rest room, you monitored until just now, together." (Lotomago) "They made a move, huh? It was faster than I thought." (Vaiya) "What? So you knew about it?" (Lotomago) Vaiya apologised with a "I'm sorry" to Lotomago, who exhaled his breath with a bored look. "We have grasped it until the point that the remnants of the prince faction, such as Viscount Leonhart, are scheming to create a link with Vichy. ... Although I say that, as outcome of the conference today, they won't achieve anything, even if they were able to make a connection with Vichy." (Vaiya) Vaiya was drinking the black tea with an atmosphere of composure, but Lotomago, remembering the eyes of Balzephon just now, felt some unpleasant sense of discomfort. "Since we don't know when an uproar might happen, we will continue to observe", thanking for the tea, Vaiya left Lotomago's office. Brooding over it by himself for a short while, Lotomago slowly stood up, after sorting the documents in front of him, and left towards somewhere. If you look down from the balcony of the castle, there is a plaza in front of the castle, which has been usually used by tourists and local residents as place of relaxation and refreshment to some degree. That plaza has been locked out for the general public and several soldiers are checking whether there are any suspicious people while moving in a quick march. Those, who sometimes try to pass through, like merchants coming to deliver goods to the castle, received a more strict inspection than usual at a place further away from the castle as usual. But all of them are obediently accepting the inspections with a "It can't be helped" written on their faces. If you look towards the city from that plaza, you will see a lot more food stalls than usual having set up at spots not belonging to the plaza. It appeared as if the population density of the city had risen. Hifumi, who sat cross-legged on the railing of the balcony, is watching expressionlessly the activity of those people. Although he is watching them, he isn't conscious of them. He is in the middle of his daily meditation, but his thoughts are recalling the men and women he had killed so far. Slowly reflecting upon their final moments, he expresses his gratitude to them within his mind. He had a premonition that he will once again kill some people within the castle at the coronation ceremony tomorrow or before that. Naturally a smile appears on his face. As person following the path of martial arts (T/N: not carnage? o.O), this is something joyful. So far I have killed many people. I was able to prove that the techniques, I refined, were the real deal. And, even after this, I will also kill many people, I guess. Suddenly Hifumi raised his face and looked westward. On the other side of the city, before the horizon becomes a blur, there is a prairie area, where the beastman race lives, I was previously told by Sabnak. He said there are elves in the adjoining forest, too. It seems there are countries, where humans live, even further beyond the prairie. I heard that the beastmen are strong. I wonder what kind of battle style they use. Do they use weapons? Do they use fangs and claws? I wonder if there are possibly some who can fly. "That's it. I will go to the prairie once the coronation ceremony has finished." (Hifumi) I will buy plenty of food, stuff it in my darkness storage, buy a horse and go there by myself. It's fine if I leave the matters of the territory to Caim's group. Let's have Pruflas make another weapon as well, when I'm close to the territory. It was a feeling as if looking forward to a picnic. "Hifumi-san." (Alyssa) It was Alyssa coming out to the balcony. With her ice blue pupils shining within her red, frizzy hair, she is laughing happily. "Somehow you seem to be happy. Did something good happen?" (Alyssa) "Something good? There are only good things since I came to this world. I'm looking forward to the enjoyable things from now on, too, I guess." (Hifumi) "Is there something I should do once I return?" (Alyssa) She comes asking with a familiarity as if checking the details for helping out, but even though things may appear this way, it's a meeting between feudal lord and the one in charge of military affairs. Though both of them are considering it to be fine like this. "Let's see. Since there will likely powerful monsters appear close to Fokalore for a while, it's probably necessary to prepare for them. As I will temporarily go to Fokalore as well, I will instruct you on-site." (Hifumi) "Uh huh. I wonder if Origa-san is healthy." (Alyssa) "Well, she's probably fine. Since she will probably return to Fokalore sooner or later, it's fine for you to listen to various stories from her, once she came back." (Hifumi) "As the situation differs depending whether your opponent is human or beast, the stories of Origa, who experienced it herself, might be of use as reference for the troops", Hifumi says. Nodding obediently, Alyssa laughed and said "it would be nice if she returned quickly." "Hifumi-san, will you do your job as feudal lord-sama after returning to the territory? Since it appears that Phyrinion-san is getting married, she won't be able to work anymore." (Alyssa) "For things like the administration of the territory the top will only become a decoration if the general staff grows up. With me being me, I plan to go looking for interesting things." (Hifumi) "The interesting things you are talking about, Hifumi-san..." (Alyssa) Alyssa made a difficult face and a *monyo monyo* was visible on her face. I don't have any intention to directly criticize Hifumi's preferences. And I'm also thankful for the matter of being rescued, but I don't think I want to actively kill for the sake of Hifumi like Origa. "Oh well, first I shall enjoy the things happening from now. It's fine for you to stick to Sabnak. It might give you an interesting experience." (Hifumi) "Understood. Greet me once you come back to Fokalore, ok? It's unpleasant to be left behind." (Alyssa) Alyssa quickly jumped off the railing and dashed away in the twinkling of an eye. "Well, I think I should sleep a bit before it's too late." (Hifumi) Retrieving a sweetened bun from his darkness storage, Hifumi silently vanished inside the castle while chewing with a sound of munching.
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149.Getting Away With Murder ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ๅดใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ๅ‰็ทšใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพใ€…ใซๅดฉๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใŒใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๅดใธใจ้€ƒใ’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ๅŒๆ–นใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใ ไนฑๆˆฆใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๆ•ตๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎๅŒบๅˆฅใชใ่ฅฒใ„ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸไธๆญปๅ…ตใซใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚„ๆงใ€ๆ™‚ใซใฏ็ซ็ƒใชใฉใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅˆƒ็‰ฉใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใ€็ซใ ใ‚‹ใพใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใšใ€ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹็‚Žใซใพใฟใ‚ŒใŸใพใพๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใ่€…ใพใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚! ๆ”พใ›! ๆ”พใ—ใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚......ใ€ ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใจๆ€’ๅทใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šๆททใ˜ใ‚‹ไธญใ€ไนฑๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ๅ›ฃใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ถฒ! ใงใฃใ‹ใ„ๅฅดใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆŒใฃใฆใใŸ็ถฒใง่ถณๆญขใ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใ€ไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงๆททไนฑใ™ใ‚‹ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใฎๅ‰ใ‚’ใ€ๅฐ่ปŠใง็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๆจชๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ่‹ฅๅนฒใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใฟใคใคใ€ไธๆญปๅ…ตใ‚’่ธใฟๆฝฐใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใฏๆฌกใ€…ใจ็ถฒใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ•ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œๆงใ‚’!ใ€ ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅ‰็ทšใซใ‚‚ใฉใฃใฆใใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ็Ÿญใๅซใถใ€‚ ใใฎไธ€่จ€ใง็†่งฃใ—ใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅ…ตใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใงๆ•ตๅ…ตใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒ! ๆ‰‹ใŒ็ฉบใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚!ใ€ ็ถฒใซ็ตกใฟๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚‚ใŒใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธๆญปๅ…ตใŸใกใซใ€ๆงใฎ้›จใŒๆจชๆฎดใ‚Šใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆ!ใ€ ไธญใซใฏไธๆญปๅ…ตใจใ‚‚ใฟๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใฆไธ€็ท’ใซ็ถฒใซใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€็‹‚ไนฑใ•ใชใŒใ‚‰ใซ้™ใ‚Šๆณจใๆงใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ‚‚็„กๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒใซ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไธ€ไปถใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ€็›ธๅฝ“ใช็ฝชใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใญใ€ ็Ž‹ใซใชใ‚Œใฐ้ƒจไธ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒ้˜ฟ้ผปๅซๅ–šใฎไธญใงไธๆญปๅ…ตใจๆททใ–ใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใๆง˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚†ใŒใ‚ใฆใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใง......ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใ€้›ขใ‚Œใฆ! ๅพŒ้€€! ๅพŒ้€€!ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŸใกใฎๆญฃ้ขใ‚’ๅทฆใธใจๆŠœใ‘ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ต็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŒใ€ๅฃใ€…ใซไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจๅซใณใชใŒใ‚‰ๆˆปใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็„ฆใ‚Šใ‚’้š ใ›ใชใ„ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใซใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒๆญฃ้ขใ‚’ใ‚ˆใใ‚ˆใ่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆงใง่ฒซใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸไธญใงใ‚‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฏ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธๆญปๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๆญฆๅ™จใง็ถฒใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใใ€้€™ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆๆŠœใ‘ใ ใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆงใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ใƒใƒชใƒใ‚บใƒŸใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€็œŸ้ก”ใฎใพใพใงๆทกใ€…ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹็ถฒใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†......ๅพŒ้€€ใ—ใพใ™! ๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใฏๅ‰ๆ–นใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใพใพใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๅˆๅ›ณใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงๅพŒ้€€! ้šŠๅˆ—ใฏๅดฉใ•ใšใ€ๆฒนๆ–ญใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ!ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒใ€็ถฒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใ‘ๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธๆญปๅ…ตใŸใกใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใงใฏใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฏพๅฟœใŒใงใใšใ€ไธๆญปๅ…ตใซๆฌกใ€…ใจๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใกใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ! ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏ......ใ€ ไปŠใฏๆ•ตใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€่ชฌๅพ—ใ—ใฆๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ€่น‚่บ™ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹่‡ชๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ตใฎๅงฟใซใ€ๆญฏๅ™›ใฟใ—ใฆๅพŒ้€€ใ›ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้žๅŠ›ใ•ใ‚’ๅ‘ชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ......ใ€ ๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎไฝ•ไบบใŒ่€ƒใˆใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ้ ญใŒ็„กใ„ใจๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใšใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๆป‘ใ‚Š่ฝใกใŸไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฏใ€ๅฐ่ปŠใฎไธ‹ใธใจ่ฝใกใ€่ปŠ่ผชใซๆฝฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ทๅฎ˜! ใ“ใฎใพใพใ ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹! ใ‚ใจใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซไปปใ›ใ‚ˆใ†!ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใงใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎใŸใ‚ใซไฝ™่จˆใชๆถˆ่€—ใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใง็”ณใ—่จณใชใๆ€ใ†ใŒใ€้ƒจไธ‹ใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ๆ‰“ใคใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ ด้ขใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใŒๆ˜Ž็ขบใงใ€ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฏพๆŠ—็ญ–ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ่ฉฑใฏๅˆฅใ ใŒใ€ๅˆ่ฆ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ๅฏพๅฟœใŒ้›ฃใ—ใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใซไนฑๆˆฆใ‚’้ธใถใปใฉใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ่›ฎๅ‹‡ใ‚’ๅฅฝใ‚€ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใจใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ‚ˆใญ......ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†......ใ€ ๅ†ท้™ใซใ€ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€่žใ“ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใจๅ†ใณไบคๆˆฆใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸ่‡ช่ปๅดใฎๅ–ง้จ’ใซใ€็„ฆใ‚ŠใŒๅข—ๅคงใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅ†ท้™ใซใชใ‚ใ†ใจ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎไธŠๅธใฏๅ…จใๅ†ท้™ใงใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ–ใ‘ใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใˆใฃ?ใ€ ๅฐ่ปŠใซ่ถณใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ้ ญไธŠใ‚’้ฃ›ใณ่ถŠใˆใฆใ„ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ่ชฐใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœชใ ๅœฐ้ขใซใ‚ใ‚‹็ถฒใฎไธŠใ‚’ๅ™จ็”จใซ้ง†ใ‘ๆŠœใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€็•ช่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจช่–™ใŽใซๅˆŽใญๆ–ฌใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไฝ“ใ‚’ๅทฆๅณใซไธกๆ–ญใ—ใ€่ฟ‘ใใงๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆๅ‘ปใใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใซใ‚‚ๅˆ€ใ‚’็ชใใŸใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ช็„ถใฎ็™ปๅ ดใซ็›ฎใ‚’็žฌใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่‚ฉใ‚’่ทณใญไธŠใ’ใฆ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅคฑ็คผใชใ€ ใ€Œใ”ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ€ๅ…Žใฎไบบใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใซใกใฏใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใซใกใฏใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซไฝ•ใจใ‹้ฃŸใ„ใคใ„ใฆใใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒชใƒผใซใ‚ใ„ใ•ใคใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€็›ฎใ‚’็™ฝ้ป’ใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฟœใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒ่น‚่บ™ใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚็งใฏใ“ใผใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ใ€Œ็งใ‚‚่กŒใใพใ™!ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๆฏใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚‚ใ€่…ฐใซๅทฎใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็Ÿญใ„ๆ–ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใ€ๅŒ่กŒใ‚’ๅฎฃ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€้ ทใใ“ใจใงไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ‚’ไผใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅƒ•ใ‚‚่กŒใใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆง˜ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใญใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใ€ ๅฐ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅพŒใ‚’่ฟฝใ†ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆใ€้ƒจไธ‹ใซ้ฉๅฝ“ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ใ€่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใซๅฐ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใฃใฆ......้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใŒๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅ‡บ็•ช็„กใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใใ†ใ ใใ†ใ ใ€ใจ็ขบ่ชใ—ใ‚ใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏ็Šถๆณใ‚’ไผใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆๅพŒ้€€ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ในใฃใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ ไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅ‰็ทšใŒๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใๆง˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ’ค้€€ใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’่จˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏ้ฆฌไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใซใ€็„ฆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใง่ฆ‹ใŸ่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็”ทใŒใ€็ดฐใ„ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใ€ไธๆญปๅ…ตใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ‚’ๅˆ†ใ‘้š”ใฆใชใๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ไปŠใฏๆœ€ๅ‰็ทšใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงๅˆฐ้”ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ™‚้–“ใฎๅ•้กŒใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ‰ไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€งใŒใ€ๅฝผใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒใƒผใƒˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅผทใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณๆง˜! ไธๆญปๅ…ตใŒๅ€’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใพใ™!ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏๅณ็ญ”ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใพใ ็ŠถๆณใŒไผใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใŒไน—ใฃใŸ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใš้ƒจ้šŠใฎไธญ่…นใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใจไธ€ๅฐๅˆ†ใฎไธๆญปๅ…ตใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅ‰็ทšใซๆŒใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใฆ่งฃใๆ”พใฆใ€‚ไฟบใฏๅฎฐ็›ธใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธ็Šถๆณใ‚’ไผใˆใซ่กŒใใ€ ไธๆญปๅ…ตใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใŸ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎใ‚‚ใจใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†้ƒจไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏ้ฆฌใฎๅ‘ใใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ่กŒๅ…ˆใฏใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒ้˜ฒใŒใ‚Œใ€ไธๆญปๅ…ตใ‚‚ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ไบบๆ•ฐใ‚‚ๅœงๅ€’ใงใใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ ๅใๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎ้šŠๅˆ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ‚Œใ€ๅพŒๆ–นใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆ้€ƒไบกใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎ่ถณใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ„ใ€้ ญใ‚’่ธใฟๆฝฐใ™ใ€‚ ใณใใ‚Šใจ็—™ๆ”ฃใ—ใŸไธๆญปๅ…ตใฏใ€ไบŒๅบฆใจ่ตทใไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ๆททไนฑใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใฃใ€ ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฉใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ‰ฃใซใคใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซๅผ•ใๅ€’ใ—ใ€ๅˆ€ใงๅ–‰ใ‚’่ฒซใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใงใ€ๆœจๅถใฎๅŠใฏใพใ ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ˜ใ‚Šใ€ใจใ™ใ‚Š่ถณใง่ฟซใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฏๆ€ฏใˆใฆ็ซฆใฟใ€ไธๆญปๅ…ตใ ใ‘ใŒๆถŽใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆŸ„้ ญใง็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๆฅใŸไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๅฉใๆฝฐใ—ใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ไฝ™ใฃใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ‰่นดใ‚Šใง่ทณใญ่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ใชใœใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่€ƒใˆใชใ„ๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใชใ‚“ใ–ใ€ใ„ใใ‚‰ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใชใ„ใ€ใจใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใŸใกใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹? ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจๅ‰ใซๆฝฐใ—ใŸๅฅดใŒไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใ‚‚ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใ ใ€‚ใชใฎใซ......ใ€ ่ชžใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใš่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ไธๆญปๅ…ตใŸใกใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆŽใญใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ่กŒๅ‹•ไธ่ƒฝใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใŸใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆใ€‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใฎ้™็•Œใ ใ€‚ๅ…จ้ƒจใถใกๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅฎฐ็›ธใฏ่ชฌๆ•™ใ ใชใ€‚้‚ช้ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚้ธใถๆ™‚้–“ใฏไฟบใฎๅˆ€ใŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใซๅฑŠใใพใงใ ใ€ ไธๆญปๅ…ตใŸใกใฏ่ฉฑใ‚’็†่งฃใ›ใšใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚„ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใใŒใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใฏไธ€ไบบใ€ไบŒไบบใจๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆจใฆใฆ้€ƒใ’ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ไธญใซใฏใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅคงๅŠใฏๅˆคๆ–ญใŒใคใ‹ใšใซๅณๅพ€ๅทฆๅพ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸๆง˜ๅญใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚‰! ใฏใ˜ใพใ‚Šใ !ใ€ ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจไธ€ๅ›ž่ปขใ€‚ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ็พคใŒใ‚‹ไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใšๆ–ฌใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ๅดใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ่ปใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็Œ›็„ถใจ้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใ„! ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใพใšใ„!ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœ€้ซ˜ใซ็„ฆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ๅดใฎๅ‹•ใใงใฏใชใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพใ ใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ”ใฃใใ‚Šๆธ›ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†! ๆ€ฅใ„ใง็ถฒใ‚’ๆ’คๅŽป! ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌๅ‰้€ฒ!ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅซใณใซใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŒใฐใ‚‰ใพใ„ใŸ็ถฒใ‚’ๅ›žๅŽใ—ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ—ใ‚ๅบƒใๅทปใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸไธŠใซใ€ใ‚ใกใ“ใกใ‚’ไธๆญปๅ…ตใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใใ€ๆญปไฝ“ใŒ็ตกใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ™‚้–“ใŒใชใ„! ่ก—้“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆๅคงใใ่ฟ‚ๅ›žใ—ใฆๅ‘ใ‹ใ†! ่ก—้“ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„้ฆฌ่ปŠใจๅŠๆ•ฐใฎๅ…ตใฏๆฎ‹ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅ…ƒใธใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒ้ฆฌใซไน—ใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้จŽไน—ใฎใพใพใงๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ็ถฒใฏใผใใŸใกใŒๅฐ่ปŠใง็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆๅคงๅŠใ‚’ๆ’คๅŽปใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚้€ฒ่ปใฏใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚้…ใใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œๆ€ฅใŽใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่‰ฏใ„ๆฉŸไผšใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใŠ่€ƒใˆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ๆฉŸไผšใงใ™ใจ?ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๆๆกˆใซใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ้ผป็™ฝใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชค่งฃใชใใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ๅ…จใฆใฏใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใŒ็Ž‹ๅบงใซ็€ใใŸใ‚ใฎใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ”ๆๆกˆใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎใŠ่€ƒใˆใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใŠ่žใ‹ใ›ใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๆ‰‹็ŸญใซใŠไผใˆใ—ใพใ™ใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅ‰็ฝฎใใ—ใฆใ€ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใธ็ช้€ฒใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸ้™›ไธ‹ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพๅดฉใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธ็ชๅ…ฅใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡่ปใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใซ็ถšใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้–‹ใ„ใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•ต่ปไธญๅคฎใ‚’็ช็ ดใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ€็ช็ ด? ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šไธญๅคฎใ‚’้€šใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹!ใ€ ้ฉšใใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใจใถใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒใผใใŸใกใฎโ€œๅ‰โ€ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€โ€œๅพŒใ‚โ€ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใพใ™ใ€‚ๅŒๆ–นใซไฝ™่จˆใช็Š ็‰ฒใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š็ช็ ดใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€็„ก็†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅˆ‡ใฃใฆๆจใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตใฏๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚€่กŒๅ‹•ใซๅ‡บใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ™ใงใซไธ€่ˆฌใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฎๅฃซๆฐ—ใฏๆœ€ไฝŽใงใ™ใ€‚ใŠใพใ‘ใซๆŒ‡ๆฎ็ณป็ตฑใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ›ใ„ใงๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚่ชฐใ ใฃใฆใ€ๆŒ‡็คบใŒใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅ‘ฝใŒใ‘ใงๅคง่ปใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกใŸใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใŸใ ใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€่ปขใ—ใฆๆŸ”ๅ’Œใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใซใฏใ€ๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚โ€œใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ็Ž‹ใŒ้€šใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚้“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚โ€ใฃใฆใญใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใŒใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅฐใ•ใใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏไบ†ๆ‰ฟใฎๆ„ใ‚’ไผใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€็ตๅฑ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ใใ‚“ใชใซๆ€’ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ่„‡ๅทฎใงไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆ? ็งใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๅค‰ใชๅ…ต้šŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€ฅใซไธๆฉŸๅซŒใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ......ใˆใ„ใฃ!ใ€ ๆฐดใฎๅกŠใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฎ้ก”ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ€้ผปใ‚„ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐดใ‚’ใพใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ่ปขใ’ใพใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚~......ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ! ใ™ใ”ใ„ใญ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚ใฎใ€ๆฐด้ญ”ๆณ•ใ—ใ‹ไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใ‚“ใง......ใ€ ๆ็ธฎใ™ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซ่ฟซใ‚‹ไธๆญปๅ…ตใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏไนฑๆšดใซ่นดใจใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅƒ•ใฏๅ…จ็„ถ้ฉๆญฃใŒ็„กใใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใซใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ€ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ปขใŒใฃใŸไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎ็›ฎใซ่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’ๅทฎใ—่พผใฟใ€่„ณใ‚’ๅฃŠใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅผทใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Š้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใพใ™......ใ€ ๆฎ‹้…ทใจใ‚‚ใ„ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅนณ็„ถใจใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่…•ๅ‰ใซๆ—ฉ้€Ÿ่‡ชไฟกใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅผทใ„ใ€ใ‹ใช? ใŠๆ‰‹ๆœฌใŒใ‚ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏใ€่ธŠใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธๆญปๅ…ตใ‚’ไธกๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ้•ทใ„ๅˆ€ใŒใ€ใ„ใพใ„ใกไฝฟใ„ใ“ใชใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใƒผใ€‚ๆ‰‹ใฎ้•ทใ•ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใ‚‚ใŠๅผทใ„ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅฅฅๆง˜ใ‚‚......ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ˆใซใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚„่ท้›ขใ‚’ใจใ‚Šใ€้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ใฒใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‰ใจๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš้ฆ–ใ‚’่ฝใจใ›ใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€่ฟ‘ใ„่€…ใฏ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ€้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๆฌกใ€…ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆŽใญใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ“ใซ่ฟทใ„ใ‚„ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ„ใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ไธๆญปๅ…ตใ‚‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ‚‚ใ€ใพใจใ‚ใฆๅŒบๅˆฅใชใ้ฆ–ใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใฎใ™ใ”ใใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚ค่จ“็ทดใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใŠไป•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚็›ดๆŽฅๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚‚ใ“ใชใ™ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใซๆ€–ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅฅๆง˜ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๅฃใ‚’ๅ™คใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
Chapter 149: Getting Away With Murder Horant's soldiers on Kuzemu's side could be seen gradually caving in at the front, but since they started to escape towards the side of Nelgal who was right in front of their eyes, it turned into a melee that swallowed up both sides. As the immortal soldiers began to attack without making any distinction whether enemy or ally, Horant's soldiers corresponded with swords and spears as well as spells such as fireballs at times, however the immortal soldiers wouldn't stop moving even if their bodies were covered by flames, not to say anything about them being cut by edged weapons. On the contrary there are even immortal soldier who are clinging to soldiers while being aflame. "Stop! Release me! Please let go!" "Aaaah..." There is a group barging into the mix of screams and angry roars. "Nets! Restrain them with the nets we brought for the big guys!" (Alyssa) Fokalore's soldiers led by Alyssa have forcibly come through in front of Nelgal's subordinates, who are in chaos due to the attacks of the immortal soldiers, with a platform wagon. While involving many of the soldiers of Horant, Fokalore's soldiers cast one net after the other while crushing the immortal soldiers. "Alyssa-san!" (Nelgal) "Spears!" (Alyssa) Due to the voice of Nelgal who finally came back to the front line, Alyssa yells shortly. Understanding with that single word, Nelgal faced the soldiers in the vicinity and hurled instructions at them. "Simultaneously attack the enemy soldiers with the spear throwers! Those who have free hands, throw the spears!" (Nelgal) A rain of spears was released at the immortal soldiers, who are struggling while being entangled by the nets, from the side. "H-Help!" There were also some soldiers from Horant who were caught in the nets together with the immortal soldiers while struggling with one another, but the spears, which poured down despite the madness, mercilessly pierced them as well. "Even if it's only this one case, I will be burdened with a considerable sin." (Nelgal) The soldiers who should be my subordinates once I become king. Nelgal muttered with a strained expression while watching them die with agonizing cries as they were mingled together with the immortal soldiers. "However, with this..." "Everyone, get away! Retreat! Retreat!" Several of Fokalore's soldiers spearheaded by Alyssa, who came out on the front left side of Nelgal's group, return while shouting for retreat. Due to their expressions, which can't hide their impatience, Nelgal observed the front very carefully and especially looked at the dead soldiers of Horant who were pierced by spears. However, the immortal soldiers had begun to slip out by crawling after cutting the nets with their weapons. Even though they are in a state similar to a hedgehog after being struck by spears, they indifferently tear up the nets, which are hindering them, with serious looks. "What to say... we will retreat. While the spear throwers are turned towards the front, everyone, retreat until I give you a sign! Don't be careless and don't let the ranks fall apart!" (Nelgal) Nelgal shifts his attention to the opposite side of the immortal soldiers who are trying to slip out from below the nets. At that place were the figures of soldiers from Horant who had been killed one after the other by the immortal soldiers unable to cope with them just like his side. "What is the commander over there doing!? If it goes on as is..." (Nelgal) Currently they might be enemies, but Nelgal, who had the intention to ask for their cooperation through persuasion, cursed his own powerlessness as he had to retreat while grinding his teeth due to the figures of this country's soldiers having been overrun. "If I had strength like Hifumi-san..." (Nelgal) I wonder how many people pondered about the same thing in this world? , the bodies of the immortal soldiers, which slipped off, fell below the platform wagon and were smashed by the wheels. "Director! At this rate..." "At least get some distance! Let's leave the rest to Horant!" (Alyssa) I think it's inexcusable as we are abandoning them, but I don't want this to become a scene of throwing away the lives of my subordinates either. It would be a different story if the true identity of the opponents was clear and if they knew about countermeasures as with the giant soldiers, but as she sees those immortal soldiers for the first time, choosing a melee with an opponent, that is really hard to deal with, Alyssa isn't the type to like such recklessness. "However, if we just escape, that's no good either, right...? What shall we do...?" (Alyssa) Although she has been telling herself to stay calm, the audible screams and the tumult of her own army's side, which started hostilities once again, increases her panic. However, at the moment when Alyssa was doing her best to gather herself, her boss wasn't calm at all. "Don't fuck around with me!" (Hifumi) "... Eh?" (Alyssa) The one who jumped over Alyssa and planted his feet on the platform wagon was no one else but Hifumi himself. While skilfully running through the nets which are still on the ground, he hit the head of the immortal soldier, who was the closest, with a sideways sweep. In addition, he bisected one more immortal soldier into left and right parts and even stabbed his katana into a groaning soldier of Horant who had fallen nearby. "Hi-Hifumi-san?" (Alyssa) "Alyssa." (Origa) Alyssa, who blinked her eyes due to Hifumi's sudden appearance, got surprised with her shoulders jumping up after being called by Origa from behind, "I just greeted you. Excuse me." (Origa) "E-Excuse me. Ah, it's the rabbit person. Hello." (Alyssa) "Eh? H-Hello." (Viine) Having somehow kept up with Origa, Viine replied while being bewildered by being greeted friendlily by Alyssa. "Alyssa, from here on out Hifumi-sama will start the extermination. Given that I will deal with those being left over, take care to not be a hindrance." (Origa) "I will head out as well!" Even Viine, who put her breathing in order somehow, grasps the short wand, which was visible at her waist, and announces her participation. Origa looks into Viine's eyes and gives her consent by nodding. "Ah, then I will join, too. The rest of you obey Princess-sama suitably. Best regards." (Alyssa) Chasing after Origa and Viine who were pursuing Hifumi who jumped off the platform wagon, Alyssa, who gave her subordinates a far too irresponsible order, also got off the platform wagon with her wakizashi in her hand. "... What shall we do?" "What, you ask... Lord-sama made his appearance. We likely won't get a turn anymore." The soldiers of Fokalore, who affirmed that with a "Right, that's right," retreated to the location of Imeraria for the time being to report the news to her. "Oh shit! What's that?" (Tannin) While observing the chaotic state of the front line due to the immortal soldiers, Tannin measured the time for a retreat. He was flustered due to the scene visible from atop his horse. The man, he recalls having seen in Kuzemu's office, is brandishing a thin sword while chopping up immortal soldiers and Horant soldiers without any distinction. Currently it's an event taking place at the front line, but it's probably a matter of time for him to reach this place. Once he looks properly, three women are attacking the surrounding soldiers in order to support him. "That guy, was this strong...?" (Tannin) "Tannin-sama! The immortal soldiers will be defeated!" Tanning couldn't immediately reply to the question "What shall we do?" When he looked back, he could fleetingly see that Kuzemu was still around the centre of the forces without moving the carriage he boarded. "There's one more unit of immortal soldiers, right? Transport them to the front line and release them there. I will go to the prime minister's location to inform him." (Tannin) Seeing off his subordinate who headed to the place of the carriage with the immortal soldiers on it, Tannin changed the direction of his horse. However, his destination isn't Kuzemu's location. "Our magic was blocked and the immortal soldiers are useless as well. If we can't overwhelm them with numbers either, there's no possibility of us winning, I guess." (Tannin) Once he said that as if spitting out the words, he left the ranks of the soldiers and escaped by pretending to head to the rear. Cutting off an immortal soldier's feet, he crushes its head underfoot. The immortal soldier, that spasmed with a twitch, got never up again. "U-Uwaaah!" There's also a soldier from Horant who slashes at Hifumi while being confused. "Yo!" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who hit the sword to the side with his left hand, pats the shoulder of the soldier, whose stance was thrown off balance after being pulled by the sword, pulls him down face-up and pierces his throat with the katana. "... So, are there still any blockheads?" (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi approaching by inching forward, the soldiers from Horant are frozen in fear and only the immortal soldiers attack while drooling. Smashing the head of an immortal soldier, who came in front of his eyes, with the pommel, he repels its body, which has fallen over thanks to it having too much momentum, with a front-kick. "Why? Why did it turn out like this?" (Hifumi) Hifumi pointed at Horant's soldiers in front of him. "Something like fighting without thinking is meaningless no matter how many times you do it. Ma Carme's group told you that, didn't they? You should have known that even the reinforced soldiers, the guy I crushed easily before used, were useless as well. And yet..." (Hifumi) The immortal soldiers were attacking the talking Hifumi without caring about it, but being sent flying by kicks and having their heads cut off, they become unable to move one after the other. "Once again you have created such garbage soldiers. Slowly I'm reaching the limit of my patience. I will destroy all of you. I have preached it to that prime minister. I will kill him if he becomes a nuisance. Even if he stays in a place where he is a hindrance, I will kill him. My katana will reach you guys at the chosen time." (Hifumi) The immortal soldiers don't understand his talk. They are heading towards Hifumi and Origa's group, but one, two soldiers of Horant throw away their weapons and run away. Among them there were also some who prepared their weapons, but the majority was in a confused state unable to make a decision. "Look! It's the beginning!" He makes one full rotation. Slicing and sending the heads of the immortal soldiers, which are swarming the vicinity, flying without missing a single one of them, Hifumi started to fiercely run towards Horant's army on Kuzemu's side. "Bad! That's bad!" (Nelgal) Nelgal was in the highest panic since this battle started. It wasn't in regards to the movements of Kuzemu's side but towards Hifumi's conduct. "As it is now Horant's soldiers will end up diminishing completely! Hurry and remove the nets! As soon as that's finished, advance!" (Nelgal) Upon Nelgal's yell, the soldiers head out to collect the nets which were scattered by Fokalore's soldiers, but on top of them having been spread out widely, they are entangled by corpses of immortal soldiers, which are torn to pieces, all over the place. "There's no time! Take a large detour by leaving the highway! Half of the soldiers and the carriages, which can't leave the highway, are to stay behind..." (Nelgal) "Please wait!" (Sabnak) Sabnak came galloping on a horse towards Nelgal's location.magic "Excuse me for staying mounted on my horse." (Sabnak) "S-Sabnak-san...?" (Nelgal) "We will remove the majority of the nets by pulling them with our platform wagon. Even if you advance after that, it won't be too late, I think." (Sabnak) "However, if it goes on like this, Horant's troops will..." (Nelgal) "We will hurry. But, please consider this as being a good opportunity." (Sabnak) "Good opportunity, you say?" (Nelgal) Nelgal was disappointed due to Sabnak's suggestion. "Don't misunderstand. All of it is a proposal by Her Majesty the Queen for the sake of you, Nelgal-sama, sitting on the throne." (Sabnak) "It's Imeraria-sama's idea? Let me hear it." (Nelgal) "I shall tell you briefly", Sabnak opens his mouth with that preface. "Due to the report by Fokalore's soldiers, Her Majesty, who was aware of Hifumi-san's group charging at Horant's side, will rush to the location of the soldiers of Horant who will be thrown into disarray at this rate. Following her, Orsongrande's army will also penetrate the centre of the enemy army through the spot opened up by Hifumi-san." (Sabnak) "P-Penetrate? She will forcibly pass through the middle?" (Nelgal) Sabnak nods at the surprised Nelgal. "That's right. It won't do unless we fight against them as they are in "front" of us. If they are in our "back," we will be able to head for the capital while ignoring them. That will also avoid producing unnecessary victims on both sides." (Sabnak) "However, even if you say that you will forcefully break through, that's unreasonable, isn't it?" (Nelgal) "It's possible because it's now." (Sabnak) Sabnak cut through and dumped Nelgal's worries. "The enemy started an operation involving their own forces. The morale of the common soldiers is already at the lowest level. To make matters worse, even the chain of command has been thrown into disorder thanks to Hifumi-san. I don't think that they want to stand in front of a large army while risking their lives if there isn't anyone giving instructions." (Sabnak) "However", Sabnak completely switched from a serious expression to revealing a gentle smile. "Nelgal-sama, you have to call out to them though. "The king of Horant is passing through. Open a path." is what you have to say." (Sabnak) Watching Hifumi's back getting rapidly smaller, Nelgal conveyed his acceptance. "So, why is Hifumi-san actually this angry?" (Alyssa) While sending an immortal soldier's head flying with her wakizashi, Alyssa got close to Viine and asked. "Eh? I don't understand it well either, but after seeing these weird soldiers, he became sullen all of a sudden... Ei!" (Viine) Hitting the face of a soldier of Horant with a lump of water, the soldier rolls around while scattering water from his nose and mouth. "Ah~... somehow I get it. Rather than that, you can use magic! That's amazing!" (Alyssa) "No, umm, I can't use anything but water magic, so..." (Viine) Alyssa violently kicked an immortal soldier who approached the ashamed Viine. "As I have no suitability at all, I wouldn't be able to use any magic." (Alyssa) While saying "how regrettable, how regrettable", she thrusts her wakizashi into an eye of the immortal soldier which fell over and destroys its brain. "If you are this powerful, I feel like that's not overly relevant..." (Viine) Due to Alyssa doing things that might be also called cruel, Viine immediately lost confidence in her own skills. "Powerful, it is? That's because my role model gives such impression." (Alyssa) While making her body shift as if dancing, Alyssa's gaze rested on the figure of Hifumi who is bisecting an immortal soldier. "I'm still unable to quite master that long katana, you know. The length of my arms is insufficient." (Alyssa) "Master is strong as well, but even his wife..." (Viine) Ahead of where Viine is looking was Origa standing and swinging her iron-ribbed fan after having taken a bit of distance from Hifumi. Watching Hifumi's manner of doing, she apparently judged that it's fine to sever the heads for the time being. She beheads the close-by soldiers with her iron-ribbed fan and those, who are too far even from Hifumi and Alyssa, with wind magic. There's no hesitation or confusion ((in her actions)). She removed the heads of immortal soldiers and soldiers of Horant altogether without any differentiation. "Origa-san has practised very intensely. She has her work as well, but it looks like she has been at it every day." (Alyssa) "Really...?" (Viine) Watching Origa who is capable of attacking directly and with magic, she considered her amazing, but above that she thought of her as frightening. "The madam..." (Viine) "I think it's best if you don't say any more." (Alyssa) "Yes, thank you very much." (Viine) Feeling as if Origa sent a fleeting glance her way at the moment she was about to say something, Viine held her tongue.
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166.Get Ready For It ไผš่ญฐใฎ็ฟŒๆ—ฅใ€‚ๆœใฎใ†ใกใซ็ฐกๆ˜“้›†่ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏๆ—…็ซ‹ใกใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŸใกใ‚‚ๆ˜ผ้ฃŸๅพŒใซใฏๅ‡บ็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ๅˆๅ‰ไธญใฏใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚’้€ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝไบบ็ทๅ‡บใง่ท็‰ฉใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้›†่ฝใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใใฎใฏๅ…จไฝ“ใฎใŠใ‚ˆใๅ…ซๅ‰ฒใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ด„ไบŒ็™พๅใ€‚็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎใ†ใกใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซ้•ทใ‘ใŸ่€…ใŸใกใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใซๆ„›็€ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใชใฉใ€ๆ•ฐๅๅใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆฎ‹็•™็ต„ใฏไป–ใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎ้›†่ฝใ‚’ๅ›žใฃใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซๅฏพๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ้“ใฏๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซใ„ใŒใฟๅˆใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใใ€็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅˆฅใ‚ŒใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ•ฐๅฐใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซ่ท็‰ฉใ‚’็ฉใฟใ€ใ“ใฎ้›†่ฝใธๆฅใŸๆ™‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅญไพ›ไปฅๅค–ใฏ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆญฉใ„ใฆ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆๅˆฅใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ไบบใŸใกใฏใ€ๅคšใใŒๆถ™ใ‚’ๆน›ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใญใ€ ๆฎ‹็•™็ต„ใฎๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใงใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚„ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใจๅ…ฑใซๅ…ˆ้ ญใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆˆฆใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ๆใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใ˜ใ‚ƒใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใใ†ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿๆƒณใชใฎใฏใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€ๆฎ‹็•™็ต„ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ้ ‘ใชใซๆ‹’ๅฆใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅ•้กŒใ‚’่งฃๆฑบใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆˆฆใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ไป•ๆ–น็„กใ„ใŒใ€ๆˆฆใ†ใŸใ‚ใซๅ•้กŒใ‚’่งฃๆฑบใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅซŒใ ใ€ใจใ€‚ ็ตๅฑ€ใ€ๆฎ‹็•™็ต„ใฏไปฎใซ่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎ็”ทใŒใพใจใ‚ๅฝนใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฅด้šทใจใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฒทใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบบใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅผทใ•ใซใ‚ใ“ใŒใ‚Œใฆ้›ใˆ็ถšใ‘ใ€่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚็ฒพๅŠ›็š„ใซๆดปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็”ทใ ใ€‚ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใ‚’่ฟฝใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใจใใ€ไบบไธ€ๅ€ๆ‚”ใ—ใใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไบบ็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ใก่ฒ ใ‘ใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใ‚’ใฉใ“ใซๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใฎ้•ใ„ใ ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ใ‚ฆใƒใฏไปฒ้–“ใŒใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ็”Ÿๆดปใงใใฆใ€ๅคฉๅฏฟใ‚’ๅ…จใ†ใงใใ‚‹็’ฐๅขƒใ‚’ไฝœใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€้›†ๅ›ฃใฎ้•ทใจใ—ใฆใฏๅ‹ใกใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใฃใ‹ใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ็ด ใฃๆฐ—ใชใ„่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๆญฃใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใฏใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ†ใพใ็†่งฃใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ๆˆฆใ„ใŒ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใชๅ…Žใฎ็ฃไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใช่ฉฑใ ใŒใ€่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹็‚บใซๆˆฆใ†ใฎใฏๅˆฅใซๆ‚ชใ„ไบ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅˆฅใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚€ใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซๅค‰ใ ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚็ดๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฃฎใฎไธญใ‚’ใฒใฃใใ‚Šใจๆญฉใ้›†ๅ›ฃใฎไปฒใปใฉใซใ€ๆตฎใ‹ใชใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็†Š็ฃไบบใจ่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใŒใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใซ่จ—ใ—ใŸใ€ๅฆนใƒชใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใจๅ‹ไบบใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉใ ใ€‚ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉใฏใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใซๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šๆ‹ๅฟƒใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใŒใ€ๅฝผใซไป˜ใ„ใฆ่กŒใใ“ใจใ‚‚็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใใ“ใพใงใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใงใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญ......ใ€ ไบบใฎๅฟƒ้…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏๅ˜†ๆฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใจ็พŠ็ฃไบบใŒๅ…ฑๅŒใงๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้›†่ฝใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ไปŠใพใงใ€็จฎๆ—ใ‚’ๅ•ใ‚ใš่‰ฒใ€…ใช็”ทๆ€งใจใงใ‚ใฃใฆใใŸใŒใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใฎๅฟ™ใ—ใ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€่ชฐใ‹ใจๆ‹ไปฒใจใ‹ใคใŒใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฉŸไผšใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ฃไบบๆ—ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚„ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฎๆญณใงๅคซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆๆ—ฉใใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใกใฃใจใ‚‚ใใ‚“ใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”ทใ€ใญใ‡......ใ€ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏๅนดไธŠใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚‚ใƒ”ใƒณใจๆฅใชใ„ใ€‚ ไป–ใซใ€ใจ่€ƒใˆใŸๆ™‚ใซใ€ๆ€ใ„ใคใใฎใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ ๅˆๅ‰ไธญใฎๅ–ใ‚Šใพใจใ‚ใจ่ท็‰ฉใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใงใ€ใ™ใงใซ็œ ใใ†ใช็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏใตใจใ€ใ€Œใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ่ชฐใ‹ๅฅฝใใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ใจใ„ใ†่ณชๅ•ใ‚’้ ญใซๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใฝใฆใฝใฆใจๆญฉใ่ฆชๅ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๆ™‚ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฅฝใใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€็”ทใจใ—ใฆๅฅฝใใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใ†ใกใ€ๆ‹ๆ„›็›ธ่ซ‡ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็”บใพใงใ€ใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ๆญฉใใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“......ใ“ใฎใƒšใƒผใ‚นใ ใจใ€ๅๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ๅไบŒๆ—ฅใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใฃใ‹ใ€‚้“ๆกˆๅ†…ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œไปปใ›ใฆใใ ใ›ใ‡ใ€ ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚ŠๆฅใŸใ‚Šใง็–ฒใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€ใใถใ‚Šใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใšใซใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚็ฌ‘ใ†ใฎใ ใŒใ€็‰™ใ‚’ใ‚€ใๅ‡บใ—ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ€–ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚‚่€ณใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ๅฏใชใŒใ‚‰ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปฃ่กจใซ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€็ฃไบบใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๆททๆˆๅ›ฃไฝ“ใฏใ€ๆฃฎใฎไธญใ‚’้€ฒใ‚“ใง่กŒใใ€‚ ใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Šใจ่ฆณๅ…‰ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ„ๅœฐใฎๅ็‰ฉใ‚’ใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใจๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€‚ไบŒไบบใŒ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€็•ชๅ…ตใฏไบŒไบบใซใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใงๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใŒใŠๅพ…ใกใงใ™ใ€ใจไผใˆใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ€ใจใ ใ‘่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅŸŽไธ‹็”บใง้ฉๅฝ“ใชๅฎฟใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅ‹•ใใฏ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ้กใซ้’็ญ‹ใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎๅฟƒๅŠดใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ด„ๆŸ้€šใ‚Šใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆๅŸŽไธ‹็”บใง่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ€็ตๅฑ€ใ€้€”ไธŠใ—ใŸใฎใฏ็ฟŒๆ—ฅใฎๆ˜ผๅ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใฏ่‰ฒใ€…ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏ้ ๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œๆง˜ใงใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซๆฅใฆๅˆใ‚ใฆใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚ŠใงใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ไบŒไบบใฎไผš่ซ‡ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏใ€ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŸใก้‡่‡ฃใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆไผš่ญฐใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไพๅฅณใซใ‚‚้€€ๅธญใ•ใ›ใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใ€ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚“ใ ไบŒไบบใฎ่ท้›ขใฏใŠใ‚ˆใไบ”ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใ€‚ไบ’ใ„ใซๆพ„ใพใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่ค‡้›‘ใง็ทŠๅผตใ—ใŸๅฟƒไธญใ‚’ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซ้š ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€็”จไปถใฏ?ใ€ ๆ—ฉใ€…ใซ็„ผใ่“ๅญใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ไธ€ๅฃใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใฏใฉใ†ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹? ๅฎฟใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใจใใซๅˆฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ“ใธ่กŒใฃใŸใ‹ใพใงใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œ่ญท่ก›......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็„ก็”จใชๅฟƒ้…ใงใ—ใŸใญใ€ ่ฒดๆ—ใŒไธ€ไบบใงใตใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใซ่กŒใใชใฉใ€ๆฏ”่ผƒ็š„ๆฒปๅฎ‰ใฎ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„่ฉฑใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๅŒๆง˜ใฎๆ‰ฑใ„ใง่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ›ใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใซใพใงใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฎฟใงๆฐ—้…ใŒไบŒไบบๅˆ†ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๅ…ƒ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใซ่ชฐใŒใ€ใจใพใงใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๆใ‚‰ใๅฝ“ใŸใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ€ไฝ™่จˆใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚็ชใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆ•ฐๆžšใฎไพฟ็ฎ‹ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸๅฐ็ญ’ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซไผšใ„ใ€ใใฎๅพŒๅ›ฝๅขƒใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใงใ™ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒใชใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใจๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใซใคใ„ใฆๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŒๆ€ฅใ„ใงไป•ไธŠใ’ใŸๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฏใ€ใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ๆŠœใ„ใฆ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธใจๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใใ“ใซๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’้‡ใ่ฆ‹ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€ใ™ใใ•ใพใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใธใจๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ€ๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’็ŒฎไธŠใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅคซใธใฎๆ‹ๆ–‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ๅซใ‚€ไพฟ็ฎ‹ใพใงๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ็ŒฎไธŠใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅŒๆ€งใŒ็ถดใฃใŸๆ„›ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ†ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚Šใ—ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆˆฆใฃใŸใชใ€‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏๅผทใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใฎๅคšใ„ไบบ้–“ๅดใ‚’ๅฉใใซใฏไธ่ถณใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏไธญใ€…ใ ใฃใŸใžใ€‚็ฉบไธญใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ™ๅฅดใŒๆฅใฆใŸใชใ€‚ไป–ใฎ้›‘ๅ…ตใฉใ‚‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏๅคงๅˆ†ไธŠใ ใฃใŸใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ•ใฃใจใƒกใƒขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ“ใซใฏ้‡่ฆใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๅซใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ้ž้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใจใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่กจใ™่ฆ–็ทšใ€‚ ใ€Œไป–ๅ›ฝใฎไบ‹ใ ใ—ใชใ€‚ใŠใพใ‘ใซใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚‚ใ†่ฒดๆ—ใ‚’่พžใ‚ใŸใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใฏไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎไธญใซ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๅซใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใจใซๅฑๆฉŸๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒๅ…ˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ๆญฃ่ซ–ใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใšใซใ˜ใฃใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ˜ฒๅผ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่จ€่‘‰ใฎ่ฃใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚’ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซๆŽขใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ”พใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใ€ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€่ฒดๆ—ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅฝ“ไธปใ‚’ๅผ•้€€ใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ่ฒดๆ—ใงใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ๅ›ฝใซ่ฒข็Œฎใ›ใšใจใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅธธใซๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹็‚บใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅ”ๅŠ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚’ๅซใ‚€ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใฎ็พฉๅ‹™ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ่ซ–ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใฏใฏ! ใ„ใ„่จ€่‘‰ใ ใ€‚็†ๆƒณใฏใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใŒ่จ€ใฃใŸ่ฝใกๅบฆใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚„ใ‚‰ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚‚ๅŒ็ฝชใ‹ใ€ ใฒใจใ—ใใ‚Š็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰็ด™ๆŸใ‚’ใšใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„ๆ›ธ้กžใฏ็šฎใฒใ‚‚ใงใพใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใณใฃใ—ใ‚Šใจๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’ๆป‘ใฃใฆใใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใ•ใฃใจๆœ€ๅˆใฎๆ•ฐๆžšใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ™ใ€‚ใใ“ใซใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใŸไฝ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ปใฎ็ทจๆˆใ€ไฝฟใฃใฆใใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚„ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฏพๅฟœใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ไบ‹็ดฐใ‹ใซ่จ˜่ผ‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ€ŒไฟบใŒๅ–‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒใพใจใ‚ใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ ใ€‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ›ใ€‚ๅฏพๅฟœใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†......ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๆญฃ่งฃใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใง่ˆŒใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆ่ตฐใฃใŸใ”่ค’็พŽใ ใ€ ใ€Œใชใฃ......!ใ€ ่ชฐใŒๅ–‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใชใฉใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฉฑใ™ๆฉŸไผšใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ้ก”ใ‚’็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใ—ใฆใ†ใคใ‚€ใใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใธใฎๆจใฟใคใ‚‰ใฟใ‚’้ ญใฎไธญใงใ„ใใคใ‹ไธฆในใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ’ณๆ‰•ใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใปใ‚“ใ€‚็†็”ฑใฏใฉใ†ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅฏพๅฟœใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใจ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใฆ็”จๆ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใŠๅ‘ผใณใ—ใŸๆœฌ้กŒใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“? ใใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ไธ€ใคๆ‘˜ใฟใ€ๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚่ฆ–็ทšใ ใ‘ใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใพใพใ€‚ ใ€Œ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฃใกใ“ใฃใกใงใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๆ•™ๅฐŽใŒ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใใ†ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ๅ€‹ไบบใฎๆŠ€ใซใคใ„ใฆใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ......ใใ‚Œใปใฉใฎๅ›žๆ•ฐใฏ่ฆ‹ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎๆ–นใ€…......ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅผทใ•ใจใใฎๆŠ€่ก“ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ๆƒœใ—ใฟใชใ„่ณž่ณ›ใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใใ“ใพใงใงใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‹ใŒๅผทใใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใฏๅคงๆญ“่ฟŽใ ใŒใ€ใใฎใŸใ‚ใซไฟบใ‚’่ช‰ใ‚ใใ‚„ใ™ๅฟ…่ฆใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ไบบใซ่ชใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ไบบ้–“ใงใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฐๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€่žใ้€ƒใ—ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€Œๅผทใใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใฎใฏๅคงๆญ“่ฟŽใ€ใ ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ไฝ™่จˆใช้ฃพใ‚Šใฏไธ่ฆใงใ™ใญใ€‚......ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ้จŽๅฃซใซใ€ๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹็‚บใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ„ๅค–ใช็ญ”ใˆใซ็‰‡็œ‰ใ‚’ๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใ้ฉšใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ......ไปŠใฏใ€ใŠๆ•™ใˆใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ๅฃใ”ใ‚‚ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒคใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใชใ€‚ๆœใ‚คใƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบบๆ•ฐใฏๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€‚ไธ‰ๅๅใปใฉใ€ใ”ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใพใŸๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ ใชใ€ ใใฎใพใพๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใตใจ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŸŽๅ†…ใซๆณŠใพใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅŸŽไธ‹ใงๅฎฟใ‚’ใจใฃใŸใ€‚้š ๅฑ…ๅคซๅฉฆใฏใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใŸใกใจใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Š้Žใ”ใ™ใ•ใ€ ใ€Œๅคซๅฉฆ......ใ€ ๅ†ใณๅบงใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซ้ก”ใ‚’ไผใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใ€้™›ไธ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใง......ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚Šใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸไพๅฅณใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆ็ดฐใ„ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๆƒใˆใฆๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ไธ‰ๅˆ†ใปใฉใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใฒใจใ—ใใ‚Š่ชฐใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใ้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๅฎคๅ†…ใซใฏใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใซๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไพๅฅณใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ใ€‚ไปŠๅคœใ€ใ“ใ“ใซ้›†ๅˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใจใ€ ๅ†ใณใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏไธ€ไบบใงใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†......ใ€ ่ชฐใ‚‚็ญ”ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใชใใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŠ่…นใŒ้ณดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ƒๆฐ—ๅ‡บใ•ใชใใ‚ƒ......ใ€ ใตใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใซ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎๆ˜ผ้ฃŸใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆๆญฉใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 166: Get Ready For It The next day after the meeting, Malfas set off on his travel from the simple settlement during the morning and Reni and the others gathered their luggage together with all residents after seeing off Malfas in the morning, because they will depart after lunch as well. The ones leaving the settlement amount to around 200, roughly 80% of all residents. A few dozens consisting of those excelling at battle among the beastmen and the humans, who are attached to Swordland, stayed behind. The group staying behind seems to plan to visit the villages of other beastmen and build a force that will oppose the demons. They chose different paths in life, but it was a calm separation without any quarreling. Packing their luggage on several wagons, the travellers, except for the children, move by walking in order to protect the wagons, just like at the time when they arrived at this settlement. Many of the people, who waved their hands and bid farewell, had tears blurring their eyes. "Until the very end they said that they'd like Reni to stay behind, didn't they?" (Helen) Helen muttered to Reni and Gengu, who walked at the front of the group together with her, just when the group staying behind wasn't visible anymore. "It can't be helped. There ain't nothing I can do if they take fighting as given." (Reni) , it's not only Helen that shares that thought, but it was likely the same for the group staying behind. However, Reni denied it stubbornly. In her eyes it can't be helped if they have to fight to resolve a problem, but she dislikes to resolve a problem as a result of fighting. In the end the group staying behind chose a tigerman as temporary mediator. As one of those bought by Hifumi as slave, he admires the strength of Hifumi and continues to train his body. He's a man who also actively participated in the vigilante corps and a person that looked more frustrated than others when they were driven out of the slums. "I think the only difference lies in what you use as basis for judging whether you won or lost. As leader of the group I believe it to be our victory if we can create an environment where our comrades can live properly until they are met by their natural death." (Reni) "... I see." (Helen) Helen replied curtly. She felt that the things that Reni was saying are correct, but logically she couldn't understand them well. It's odd for me, who is a rabbit beastman who are weak at fighting, to say so, but fighting for the sake of protecting something or someone isn't something bad per se, is it? She throws a fleeting glance to the rear. The reason being the depressed-looking beargirl and tigergirl who are walking silently among the group inside the forest. It's the younger sister Riedel and her friend Olra whom Malfas had entrusted to Zanga. In Helen's eyes it looked as if Olra was harbouring some feelings of love towards Malfas, but as she didn't go with him, their relationship apparently hadn't gone that far yet. "Oh well, there are various circumstances, aren't there...?" Helen sighs. After leaving the village where rabbit and sheep beastmen live together, she had met various men, regardless of race, so far, but as she was busy with her work, she hadn't had any opportunity to start a romance or to go steady with someone. For beastwomen finding husbands at the age of Reni and Helen is definitely not too early. But, she doesn't feel like finding such partner at all. "A boyfriend, eh...?" (Helen) Gengu is too old, and the other guys are just not my pair of shoes either. When she pondered about who else there might be, "What not?" (Reni) "It's nothing." (Helen) Looking at Reni who seems to be already sleepy due to the preparations and gathering of the luggage throughout the morning, the question [I wonder whether there's anyone Reni likes?] suddenly popped up in Helen's mind. While watching her best friend who walks sluggishly, Helen thought that Reni liked Hifumi at some point, but she believes that it doesn't mean that she liked him as a man. Sooner or later, I might get some love consultation or something like that. "Well, what will be will be, huh...? Gengu-san. How long do we have to walk to Hifumi-san's city?" (Helen) "Hmm... at this pace, I think it will take around ten to twelve days." (Gengu) "I see. Please help us our guide." (Helen) "Please leave it to me." (Gengu) Gengu laughs without showing in his attitude that he's likely worn out from going back and forth. He laughs, but since he's baring his fangs, he's a bit scary. The mixed group of humans, elves and beastmen, which is led by a representative that walks without listening to that exchange while being half asleep, advances through the forest. Hifumi and Origa went on a carefree sightseeing tour and fully enjoyed the famous local products of every place they visited. When the two arrived at the royal capital, they were told [Her Majesty the Queen is awaiting you at the royal castle] by the sentries. However Hifumi only replied with a [Oh, really] and went to a suitable inn in the castle town. With the knight order fully grasping his movements, veins popped out on Imeraria's forehead who had received their report. Knowing or unknowing of Imeraria's worries, Hifumi took Origa out to enjoy a shopping stroll as he had promised her and it was just before noon of the next day when he finally went to the castle. "... There are various things I'd like to say, but first of all, thank you for making such a long trip." (Imeraria) "No problem, don't worry about it. I was able to take it slowly for the first after coming to this world after all." (Hifumi) The place where the two of them met was the room where Imeraria had gathered Sabnak and her other chief vassals to hold a meeting the other day. Inside the room, which she had even cleared of maids, the two are approximately five meters apart from each other with a table in-between. Both of them wear composed expressions, but Imeraria is eagerly struggling to hide her nervosity and complicated feelings. "So, what's your business with me?" (Hifumi) Due to the question of Hifumi, who quickly stretches a hand towards the baked sweets, Imeraria takes a sip of her black tea as if trying to show her composure. "... Before that, what's Origa-san doing?" (Imeraria) "Isn't she shopping? Since I bid farewell from her when I left the inn, I don't know where she went." (Hifumi) "A guard... no, that's a pointless concern, isn't it?" (Imeraria)magic Something like a noble aimlessly going shopping by themselves is unthinkable even with a relatively good public order in the area, but by now Imeraria considered it fine to treat Origa in the same way as Hifumi. "The knight order is monitoring her anyway. There's nothing to worry about, right?" (Hifumi) "They monitored you, Hifumi-sama, but why should they do the same for Origa-san?" (Imeraria) "There were two presences who followed Origa at the inn. I felt like I know them. I guess someone from the former Third Knight Order." (Hifumi) Even Imeraria doesn't know who exactly it was, but she thought that he's likely right about that. Judging that they will be only pick at each other even if they unnecessarily argue back and forth any longer, Imeraria took out an envelope that had several sheets of paper in it. "This is the report of Phyrinion-san who headed to the national border after meeting with you at Fokalore, Hifumi-sama. It mentioned that you had a battle with the demons, but would you be as kind to explain the circumstances to me." (Imeraria) The report, which Phyrinion finished up in a hurry, was able to reach the royal castle after to overtaking Hifumi who carefreely enjoyed his trip. Vaiya, who gloomily looked at the contents written there, immediately reported to Imeraria and passed the letter to her. He ended up presenting Phyrinion's report together with papers that contained love letter-like contents for her husband. Imeraria was bored seeing words of love composed by the same sex though. "I wanted to fight them. Although they are stronger than common humans, their numbers are low. If they don't prepare a bit better, it won't be enough for them to strike at the human camp with its big numbers, I suppose. Ah, their magic was quite nice. I met a guy who created a sword in the air. Even the other small fries were considerably superior in comparison to human magicians." (Hifumi) Imeraria takes quick notes while listening to Hifumi's story. That's because she knew that even if he phrases it as if it's trivial information, important intelligence can be won out of it. "... Didn't you consider reporting that to me, Hifumi-sama?" (Imeraria) A criticizing remark and a gaze which says that. "It's the circumstances of another country, right? What's more, I already stopped being a noble. The report has come in from the border, hasn't it? Then, shouldn't you first feel a sense of danger due to the report not containing any information about the demons?" (Hifumi) It's a fair argument, but Imeraria fixedly stares at Hifumi without saying anything. And not just that. She fervently searched for what Hifumi wanted to say behind his mockery-like words. Gulping down her spit, she opens her mouth. "T-The ones called nobles don't stop being nobles just because they retired as family head. It's not like it's fine for them to not serve the country. I constantly need information to protect the country. Cooperating with that is the duty of the people which also includes the nobles." (Imeraria) Upon Imeraria's rebuttal, Hifumi clapped his hands and laughed. "Ahahaha! Those are nice words. The ideal might be like that. But, you should think about the oversight I told you about, shouldn't you? Well, as for that, I guess Sabnak, Puuse and the people around you are at fault as well." (Hifumi) After laughing for a while, Hifumi smoothly took out a bundle of papers our of his darkness storage. The bulky documents have been put together with a leather strap. With just a fleeting look, one can see that they are densely filled with characters. Imeraria, who received the documents that Hifumi slid over across the table, quickly scans the first several pages. What was minutely written there were the place from where the demons attacked first, the composition of their army, the magic they used and how Vichy dealt with them. "This is..." (Imeraria) "The documents Caim put together from what I told him. Do your best and look through them and then ponder about countermeasures." (Hifumi) "T-Thank you... very much." (Imeraria) "Well, I guess that planning to gather information is the correct approach. See it as reward for running around and keeping at it while keeping your mouth shut in Horant." (Hifumi) "Wh-...!" (Imeraria) There's no need to even think about who might have leaked that. The only who was present there and had a chance to talk with Hifumi is Alyssa. After listing several grudges and hard feelings towards Alyssa in her mind while hanging her bright red head in shame, Imeraria clears her throat. "Ahem. Putting the reason aside, it saves me troubles. As for the countermeasures, I will consult with Sabnak and the others, and arrange for them. Thus, next is the real reason why I called you here." (Imeraria) "Mmh? It's not because you wanted this information?" (Hifumi) "There's that as well. But there's something I'd like to ask of you." (Imeraria) While listening, Hifumi picks up a backed sweet and tosses it into his mouth. Only his gaze remained on Imeraria. "I'd like you to teach your way of fighting to the knights, Hifumi-sama." (Imeraria) "If that's the case, the instructions of Fokalore are carried out all over the place, right?" (Hifumi) "That's not it", Imeraria shakes her head. "It about your personal techniques, Hifumi-sama. I haven't... seen it that many times, but everyone of the knights... Midas-san and Vaiya-san, of course Sabnak-san as well, have highly praised your strength and skills without reluctance, Hifumi-sama." (Imeraria) "You don't have to praise me any further." (Hifumi) "I warmly welcome anyone who wants to become strong, but there's no need to praise me for that sake. I don't expect to be acknowledged by others and I'm not such a nice person either." (Hifumi) Imeraria gasped. But, she didn't fail to hear it, namely [I warmly welcome anyone who wants to become strong] . "Excessive sugarcoating is unnecessary then, right? ... Please help us." (Imeraria) Imeraria stood up while talking and slowly bowed her head. "Please bestow strength to protect this country to the knights of Orsongrande." (Imeraria) "... As means to protect the country created by you?" (Hifumi) "No, it's not only that." (Imeraria) Hifumi lifted one eyebrow due to the unexpected answer and showed fake surprise. "Umm... right now I can't tell you." (Imeraria) Seeing Imeraria hesitant to speak about it, Hifumi stood up while grinning broadly. "From tomorrow onwards, right? I will start early in the morning. You have decided on the number of people, haven't you?" (Hifumi) "Yes. It will be 30 knights. Please do bestow your teachings on them." (Imeraria) "Got it. See you tomorrow." (Hifumi) Imeraria suddenly had a question for Hifumi who was about to leave like that. "You won't be staying in the castle?" (Imeraria) "Yeah, I already took an inn near the castle. The retired married couple will spend its time carefreely among the people." (Hifumi) "Married couple..." (Imeraria) Imeraria, who sat down once again, placed her head on the table with her face turned downwards. "Y-Your Majesty!?" "Don't worry... I'm alright..." (Imeraria) The maid, who entered in exchange for Hifumi, raised her voice, but Imeraria lifts a hand and waves her slender fingers. After not showing her face to anyone for around three minutes, Imeraria raised her face energetically. Inside the room there was a maid on standby while looking uneasy. "Pass a message to Sabnak-san and the others. They are to gather here tonight." (Imeraria) Once again Imeraria was sitting absent-mindedly in the room by herself. "... What should I do...?" (Imeraria) No one replies. She has to find an answer by herself. He stomach rumbled. "I have to show that I'm full of spirit..." (Imeraria) Standing up staggeringly, Imeraria started to walk in search for the lunch that should have been prepared in her office.
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ใ€Œ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆˆ็ธพใงใ™ใ€ ็ใ—ใใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒไบบใ‚’่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ๅ‹‰ๅผท้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎๅฝ“็•ชใ ใฃใŸใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใ‡ใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใใ‚“ใชใซๅ„ช็ง€ใ‹ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ไฝ•ใจใ‹ๅˆๆ ผใ—ใŸ่ฒดๆ–นใจใฏๅคง้•ใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚‹ใ›ใฃใ€ ใฎใฉใ‹ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎๅ‰ใงใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŒๆœบใซ็ชใฃไผใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใคใ€็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸ......ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใŸใฎใฏ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆๅˆใ‚ใฆใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œๆง˜ใงใ™ใ€ใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ใฉใ†ใžใ€ ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใŸใ‹ใชๆนฏๆฐ—ใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏใ€ไธ€ๅฃๅซใ‚“ใ ใ ใ‘ใงใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒชใจ็ฌ‘้ก”ใŒใ‚ใตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”˜ใใฆ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„......ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใ€ ่œœใ‚’ใจใ‹ใ—ใŸ็”˜ใ„็ด…่Œถใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŒๅฐใ•ใ„้ ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฅฝ็‰ฉใ ใŒใ€ไธŠ่ณชใช่œœใฏ้ซ˜ไพกใชใฎใงใ€็‰นๅˆฅใชใจใใ ใ‘ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใŒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅˆฉใ‹ใ›ใฆๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ผป่…”ใ‚’ใใ™ใใ‚‹็”˜ใ„้ฆ™ใ‚Šใจใปใฎใ‹ใช่‹ฆๅ‘ณใŒใ€็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸ้ ญใ‚’็™’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใ€ๆŽก็‚นใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใŒ่ชฒ้กŒใจใ—ใฆ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ†ใ‚’ใ€็„กไบ‹ใซไฟฎไบ†ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸไบ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธปๅ‘ฝใซๅพ“ใ„ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณๆง˜ใ‚’้ ˜ไธปไปฃ็†ๅŒ็ญ‰ใฎๆจฉ้™ใ‚’ๆŒใคไปฃๅฎ˜ใจใ—ใฆๆญ“่ฟŽใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆ! ็งใฏๅ˜ใชใ‚‹้ ˜ๅœฐ้‹ๅ–ถใฎๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใจใ—ใฆๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€ไปฃๅฎ˜ใจใ‹้ ˜ไธปไปฃ็†ใจใ‹ใ€่žใ„ใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ?!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ไปŠใŠไผใˆใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ€ ใ‚ตใƒฉใƒชใจๆตใ—ใฆใ€่ฉฑใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŒ้ฃŸใฃใฆใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ†—่ซ‡ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใใ‚“ใช้‡่ฆใชไป•ไบ‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใŸใฎใซ!ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฑ้™บๅœฐๅŸŸใฎ้ ˜ไธปไปฃ็†ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใจใตใ‚‰ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไป•ไบ‹ใชใฉใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆ€ฅใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚็งใŸใกใชใฉใ€ๅฅด้šท่บซๅˆ†ใซ่ฝใกใฆใ™ใๆ•™่‚ฒใƒปๅฎŸๅ‹™ใจใปใ‚“ใฎๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใฎ้–“ใซใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎ้ง’ใซใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใใ‚ŒใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใจใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏๆŸ„ใซใ‚‚ใชใ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซไธ€็žฌๅฃใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ท ใ‚ใ€ใใ“ใพใงใง่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใใ€ใ“ใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใงไปŠใฏ่ฒดๆ—ใฎ่บซๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆŒใคใฎใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณๆง˜ใฎใฟใงใ™ใ€‚้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎไพ้ ผใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใฎ็žณใงใพใฃใ™ใ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ‚ใญใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏใ€็ท‘ใฎ้ซชใ‚’ใ‹ใใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใƒปใ‚จใƒซใƒปใ‚ขใƒžใ‚ผใƒญใƒˆใฏใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝ“ๅœฐใงใฎไปฃๅฎ˜ไปปๅ‹™ใซใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚......ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎœใ—ใใญใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’้ †็•ชใซๆกใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใฎ็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใฎใพใพใ€ใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ่ฑชๅฟซใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใจๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใธ้ง†ใ‘่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใจๅŒใ˜ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใฎใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’้›ขๅ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใ—ใŸใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅŠฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ไนžใ†ๆ›ธ้ขใŒๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใใ€ๆ›ธ้ขใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใŸใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใ€ใใฎๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’่ฟทใ†ใ“ใจใชใใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใซๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉ้€ŸใŠไป•ไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€้ ˜ไธปไปฃ็†ใ€‚ๅˆ†่ฃ‚ใ—ใŸๆ•ตๅ›ฝใฎไธ€้ƒจใŒใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใชใ‚Šใตใ‚Šๆง‹ใ‚ใฌๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’้€ใฃใฆๆฅใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ„ใใชใ‚Š่ˆžใ„่พผใ‚“ใ ๅ•้กŒใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฎๆ–‡ๆ›ธใ‚’่ชญใ‚€ๆ‰‹ใŒ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏๅฎน่ตฆใชใ้ธๆŠžใ‚’่ฟซใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜่ปใฎไธปใชไป•ไบ‹ใฏใ€้ฃŸๆ–™ใฎ่ชฟ้”ใฎ็‚บใฎ็‹ฉใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใก่ปใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€่ทๅ“กใŸใกใฎ้ฃŸไบ‹ใซไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆๆ–™ใ‚‚็‹ฉใฃใฆใใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใ„ไบˆ็ฎ—ใง้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’่ฑชๅ‹ขใซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ๆ—ฅใ€…ๅŠชๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ๆ•ตใจ็›ดๆŽฅใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไพตๆ”ปใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆˆฆ้—˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซใฏ่จ“็ทดใฎๆ—ฅใ€…ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ‹Ÿๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ไบบๆ•ฐใ‚‚ๅข—ใˆใฆใ€ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚ŠใฎๅฎŸๆˆฆใ ใจๅผตใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ้ ๅพใ—ใฆใใŸๅฝผใ‚‰ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ„ใ–ๅ›ฝๅขƒใพใงๆฅใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ใŠ้ ญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฅฝใๆ”พ้กŒใซๆšดใ‚Œใฆใ€ใƒใ‚คใ‚จใƒŠใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’ๆผใฃใŸใ‚ใจใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ 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ใ€Œใฏใ˜ใ‚ใฏ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ๆ–ฐ่ˆˆ่ฒดๆ—ใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใ ใจ่žใ„ใฆไธๅฎ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใญใ€่“‹ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ่‰ฏใใงใใŸ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใงใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใซใฏๅนณ็ญ‰ใ ใ—ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซๆŽฅใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ไฟบใŸใกไธ€่ˆฌใฎๅ…ตใซใ‚‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใซๆŽฅใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบบใงใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ€ใณใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ ใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่จ“็ทดใฏ็ตๆง‹ๅŽณใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€่‰ฒใ€…ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใจใ“ใผใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎใ€ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ไพ‹ใˆใฐ?ใ€ ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ้ ญใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ใช่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ…ตใฏใ€ๅ‰ฃใจๆงใ€ๅผ“ใฎไธ‰็จฎใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ๅฏพไธ€ใ€ไธ€ๅฏพๅคšใ€้›†ๅ›ฃๆˆฆใชใฉใ€ๆง˜ใ€…ใช็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆƒณๅฎšใ—ใฆไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹่จ“็ทดใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€ๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใ‚„ๅปบ็‰ฉๅ†…ใ€่’้‡Žใ€่ก—ไธญใ‚„ๆฃฎใฎไธญใชใฉใ€็’ฐๅขƒใ‚‚ๆง˜ใ€…ใชใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ™‚ใซใฉใ†ๅ‹•ใใฎใ‹ใ€่ปๅ›ฃใ‚„ๅฐ้›†ๅ›ฃใงใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—่กŒใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅ‰ฃใ‚„ๆงใฎ็ทด็ฟ’ๆ–นๆณ•ใซ่‡ณใฃใฆใฏโ€œๅž‹็จฝๅคโ€ใจใ„ใ†่žใใชใ‚Œใชใ„่จ€่‘‰ใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใ€่ˆˆๅฅฎๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆ‰ฑใ†ไธ€้€ฃใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™่จ“็ทดใ ใจๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉ......ใ€ ้จŽๅฃซใฎ่จ“็ทดใฏไธปใซไธ€ๅฏพไธ€ใงๅ‰ฃใ‚„ๆงใฎๆŠ€้‡ใ‚’็ซถใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ไธ€ไบบใงใฎ่จ“็ทดใฏใฒใŸใ™ใ‚‰็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™็จ‹ๅบฆใŒไธ€่ˆฌ็š„ใ ใ€‚ ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚‚ๅŒๆง˜ใงใ€ๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใ‚„ๅˆๅ›ณใง่ตฐใฃใŸใ‚ŠๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜่ปใฎ่จ“็ทดใฏใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚„ไป–ใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใฎ่ปใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆญฉไบŒๆญฉใฉใ“ใ‚ใงใฏใชใ„ๅ…ˆใ‚’้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ€ใ„่ฟ”ใ›ใฐใ€ๅค•ใน้‡Žๅ–ถใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ใจใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏไบคไปฃใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใฃใฆไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒๅž‹็จฝๅคใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใจใคใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒ......ใ€ ไธๆ„ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ…ตใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใจ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ใŸใกใฎ่จ“็ทดใซใ€็งใ‚‚ๅ‚ๅŠ ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใงใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ…ตใฎ่จ“็ทดๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚’ๅธๅŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่‰ฏใใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใจใ“ใ‚Œใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ“ใ‚Œใชใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใ‚‚ใŸใฃใทใ‚Š้ฃŸใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใ ๅ…ˆใฏ้•ทใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฝผใซ็ถšใ„ใฆใ‚นใƒผใƒ—ใจ้‡Ž่œใฎใƒœใ‚คใƒซใ‚’ๆณจๆ–‡ใ—ใŸใ€‚็ถšใ„ใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚‚่‚‰ใ‚„ใƒ‘ใƒณใ‚’้ ผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆณจๆ–‡ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใฎๅบ—ๅ“กใฏ้’ใ–ใ‚ใŸ้ก”ใงๅผ•ใใคใฃใŸ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไป–ใซ่ชฐใ‚‚ๅฎขใŒใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸๅบ—ๅ†…ใ‚’่ถณๆ—ฉใซๆญฉใ„ใฆๅŽจๆˆฟใธใจๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ—ใŸใ‚ใจใ€ใใฎใพใพๆ‚ ใ€…ใจ่ก—ไธญใธๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใŸใพใŸใพ็›ฎใซไป˜ใ„ใŸใƒฌใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใธๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ๆ˜ผ้ฃŸใ‚’ๆ‘‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใงใซ้จ’ใŽใฏ่ก—ไธญใพใงๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€้€šใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏไบบใŒใ„ใชใใชใ‚Šใ€ๅคšใใฎๅบ—ใ‚„ไฝๅฎ…ใŒๆœจๆˆธใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ้–‰ใ˜ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ™ๅฎขใฎไผš่จˆใ‚’ๆ…Œใฆใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไธ้‹ใชใƒฌใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใŒใ€้–‰ๅบ—ๅ‰ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ธใฟ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๆ–ญใฃใŸใ‚‰ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅบ—ๅ“กใ‚‚ๆ–™็†ไบบใ‚‚ใ€ใจใซใ‹ใๆ—ฉใๆบ€่…นใซใ•ใ›ใฆๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใจใ„ใ†ๆ€ใ„ใงๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซๆ–™็†ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šใ€็››ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠๅพ…ใŸใ›ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅบ—ๅ“กใŒๆฌกใ€…ใจใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซๆ–™็†ใ‚’ไธฆในใฆใ„ใใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅฐ‘ใชใใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ็šฟใฏไป–ใฎๅ›ฝใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใ ใŒใ€็››ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้‡ใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏใ”ๅฎน่ตฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚้ฃฒ้ฃŸๅบ—ๅ‘ใ‘ใฎ้…็ตฆใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€้™ๅบฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™......ใ€ ๆ€ฏใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใฎๅ‹‡ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š็ตžใฃใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้…็ตฆ? ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€้ฃŸๆใฏ่ฒทใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆ้…ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๆ–™็†ใ‚’ๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘ณใฏๆ‚ชใใชใ„ใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝๅ…จไฝ“ใŒใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆฑบใพใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚้ฃŸๆ–™ๅ“ใชใฉๅ…จใฆใฎ็‰ฉ่ณ‡ใฏใ€ไธ€ๅบฆ้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚’ๅŽใ‚ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅ…ƒใธ้›†ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ„ๅฎถๅบญใซ้…ๅธƒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ๅบ—ๅ“กใ‚’็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซๅบงใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ“ใ‚Œ่ณชๅ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใ„ใ†ๅ›ฝใฎๅ…จไฝ“ๅƒใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฃŸๆ–™ๅ“ใ‚„่กฃๆ–™ๅ“ใฏ้…็ตฆๅˆถใงใ€ๅฎถใ‚‚ๅ€‹ไบบใฎๆŒใก็‰ฉใงใฏใชใ่ฒดๆ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฒธๅ‡บใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅ€‹ไบบใŒ็จผใ„ใ ้‡‘้กใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๅฑ…ไฝ่ฒป็”จใจ่จ€ใ†ๅใฎ็จŽ้‡‘ใจใ—ใฆๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฃŸไบ‹ใŒใงใใชใ„ๅฟƒ้…ใฏใชใ•ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใชใ•ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใจใ„ใ†ๆ˜Ž็ขบใชใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฏใจใƒชใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹่ทใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซใฏๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚‚ๅญ˜ๅœจใ›ใšใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’้ง†้™คใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚‚ใฃใฑใ‚‰่ฒดๆ—ใŠๆŠฑใˆใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸๅฎ‰ๅ…จไฟ้šœใฎ่ฒป็”จใ‚‚ใ€็จŽ้‡‘ใซๅซใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใฎใง......ใ€ ๆฑบใ—ใฆๆ‚ชๅฃใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅ›ฐใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฏ้š ใ—ใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€้‡‘ใจไธ€็ท’ใซ้ฃŸๆใ‚‚็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใใ‹ใ€ ไธๆ„ใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰้ฉๅฝ“ใช้ฃŸๆใ‚’็ฉบใ„ใŸใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซใƒ‰ใ‚ตใƒ‰ใ‚ตใƒƒใจ็ฉใฟไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ่ปฝใๆ•ฐๅไบบๅˆ†ใฎๆ–™็†ใŒไฝœใ‚Œใ‚‹้‡ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ้ฉšๆ„•ใ™ใ‚‹ๅบ—ๅ“กใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒ‹ใ‚ซใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใถใฃใกใ‚ƒใ‘ใ€่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚้ฃŸๆใฏ่ฟฝๅŠ ใงใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจใŸใใ•ใ‚“ไฝœใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ๅ‘ณใฏๆ‚ชใใชใ„ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ๆ€ฅใ„ใงๆ–™็†ไบบใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใ€ไบŒไบบใ—ใฆๆ็ธฎใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰้ฃŸๆใ‚’ๅŽจๆˆฟใธใจ้‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ใปใฉใชใ่ฟฝๅŠ ใง้‹ใฐใ‚ŒใฆใใŸๆ–™็†ใฏใ€้‡ใ‚‚ๅ‘ณใ‚‚ๆบ€่ถณใ„ใใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝใŒ้•ใ†ใจๅ‘ณไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็ตๆง‹้ฃŸใˆใŸใชใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใญใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๅฟƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๅบ—ๅ“กใฏ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ใใฎ้šฃใซใฏใ€ๅŽจๆˆฟใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃŸๆใฎใŠ็คผใซๅ‡บใฆใใŸๆ–™็†ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใง่ถณใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ•ฐๆžšใฎ้‡‘่ฒจใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€้ฃŸๆใพใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๅบ—ๅ“กใฏๅ›บ่พžใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ้‡‘่ฒจใฏใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใงใฏไฝฟใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใง......ใ€ ็”ณใ—่จณใชใ•ใใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ๅบ—ๅ“กใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‹ใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฉใ“ใ‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆ้š ใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฏ็„กใใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้‡‘่ฒจใฎๅฝขใŒ้•ใ†ใจใ‹ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใคใพใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ๅฅดใฏใ„ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‡ใฃ?ใ€ ็ช็„ถใฎไบกๅ›ฝไบˆ่จ€ใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅค‰ใชๅฃฐใŒๅ‡บใŸๅบ—ๅ“กใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅ‘†็„ถใจ่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ–™็†ไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผใ‚‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใŒ็„กใใชใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€ ่ก—ใฎไบบใ€…ใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่ฉฑใงใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใ‚’็š†ๆฎบใ—ใซใ—ใŸๅ‡ถๆ‚ชใชไพตๅ…ฅ่€…ใจใฎไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ•ใฃใใพใงใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใงใฏๅฐ่ฑกใŒ180ๅบฆๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๅฐ่ฉžใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซไพต็•ฅ่€…ใฎใใ‚Œใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅบ—ๅ“กใซใ€ๆ–™็†ไบบใฏใƒใ‚ทใฃใจ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ฟฝๅŠ ใง็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใฃใŸ้ฃŸๆใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅบ—ใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใฆใ€ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซ่…นใ„ใฃใฑใ„้ฃฏใ‚’้ฃŸใŠใ†ใœใ€ ใ†ใพใใ†ใช่‚‰ใ‚‚ๆ–ฐ้ฎฎใช้‡Ž่œใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใžใ€ใจไบŒไบบใง่ชฟ็†ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆๆกˆใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใคไปฅๆฅใ‹ใฎๆฅฝใ—ใ„้ฃŸไบ‹ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚
"Magnificent results" (Caim) As he listened to Caim, who was a person who rarely smiled, Doelgar was surprised while being on duty in the study hall. "Hee, ojou-san is this excellent?" (Doelgar) "That's right. Bowing her head to Brokra, she had him teach her. A great difference to you who just somehow passed." (Caim) "Shut up." (Doelgar) The two were quietly exchanging words in front of the desk where Phyrinion had fallen prostrating herself. "I-I'm worn-out... It was the first time in my life that I studied this much." (Phyrinion) "Good work. Ojou-sama, here, please." (Krinola) Phyrinion, who received the cup with warm steam rising from it from the smiling Krinola, brimmed with a sweet smile by taking no more than a single sip. "How sweet and delicious... thanks, Krinola" (Phyrinion) Black tea sweetened with honey has been Phyrinion's favorite drink since she was a child. Given that fine quality honey is very expensive, Krinola only takes it out on special occasions. The sweet aroma tickling the nose and the faint bitter taste are able to heal her tired mind. That's when she was called out by Caim, who finished grading her. "I confirmed that you have completed the part prepared as assignment by Feudal Lord-sama without problems. In accordance to the ruler's orders Phyrinion-sama will be welcomed as prefectural governor holding the same authority and rank as the feudal lord's representative." (Caim) Caim bowed with a "Please treat me well" causing Phyrinion to stand up in a hurry. "J-Just a moment! I have only been dispatched simply to help with the territory's administration. No one told me anything about me becoming something like prefectural governor or the feudal lord's representative!?" (Phyrinion) "Is that so? Well, then you've been told about the matter now." (Caim) Phyrinion flares up as Caim tries to continue the talks with a smooth flow. "That's a joke, no? If it was such important task, I would have prepared a lot more diligently!" (Phyrinion) "Furthermore, such crucial task such as the feudal lord's representative", she sat down on the chair while feeling light-headed. "Work and such is always something sudden. We, immediately after falling to the status of being slaves, changed into the feudal lord's chess pieces in the blink of an eye after receiving education and practical work experience for merely a few days." (Caim) "Though I don't consider it to be bad", Caim tightened his mouth for an instant as he talked about their own situation totally out of character. Taking it this far, he changed the topic. "At any rate, currently the only person holding a rank of nobility within this territory is Phyrinion-sama. Since it is also the request of Feudal Lord-sama, please accept the post." (Caim) Phyrinion slowly shook her head at Caim, who is looking directly at her with his grey eyes. "There is no other way." (Phyrinion) Phyrinion, standing up, brushes up her green hair. "Phyrinion el Amazelo will undertake the duty of being the prefectural governor of this place from now on. ... Best regards, Caim-san, Doelgar-san." (Phyrinion) Grasping the held out right hand in turns, Caim did it with his usual expressionless face while Doelgar smiled heartily as he replied that he was looking forward to it. It was the equally civil official slave, Brokra, who came rushing in at that point. "Caim-san, a letter has been delivered from Pearson-san asking for support in their independence and separation from Vichy..." (Brokra) Hearing Brokra's words, Caim scanned the letter and handed the letter over to Phyrinion without hesitation. "You've got work right away, feudal lord's representative. As one part of the enemy nation split away, they decided to send a letter without caring about appearances in their desire for help." (Caim) As Phyrinion read the document, her hands trembled due to the sudden, unexpected problem. "Well then, what do you want to do?" (Caim) And yet Caim mercilessly pressed her for a decision. The Fokalore territorial army's main occupation was to hunt for the sake of supplying food. They aren't just military forces, but also providers of the ingredients used by the staff members for the meals. They are putting great efforts into making luxurious meals with the scarce budget every day. In reality, having directly competed with the enemy, it was basically daily training so that they could fight against an invasion from Vichy. Even increasing their numbers by recruitment, they were in high spirits due to the expedition as it had been a while since they could actually fight. But, now that they came even as far as the national border, they saw how their leader, Hifumi, went wild as he pleased whereas the border guards scavenged for loot just like hyenas. Without reinforcements of soldiers on Horant's side, the substantial border area has become a captured territory of Orsongrande. "It seems he rampaged flashily around once again, eh?" (Guard) Alyssa, who caught the words of the soldiers from the border security, couldn't help but smile bitterly due to the usual antics of Hifumi. Although they had explained it to the soldiers, they didn't want to believe that such child was the commanding officer of the territorial troops. But as they saw the soldiers move briskly upon Alyssa's order, they understood that they were far above in proficiency and treated her even more politely than their own superior officer. "Earl Tohno passed through the border 3 days ago. After completely destroying the enemy, he departed aiming for the capital of Horant." (Guard) Before we arrive at the capital ourselves, the majority of the business will be finished, it seems Since Miyukare didn't accompany her this time, she was told by Hifumi "Think about it and act appropriately." In accordance with that order, she considered things properly. "Yea... Anyway, let's chase after Hifumi? There might be something we can help with." (Alyssa) "Understood! You heard her, everyone!" (Soldier) With an "Aye" the voices of the burly men resounded frightening the guards. "Get some rest here today and then let's depart tomorrow morning. Guard-san, I want to borrow some camping sites, but..." (Alyssa) As Alyssa pleaded with upturned eyes, the guard had no other choice but to agree due to the territorial soldiers applying pressure on him in silence from her back. The former soldiers of Horant, who regained their ego after being abused by Hifumi in the name of rescue, moved along the highway in groups heading towards Fokalore on foot. In addition to a part of the Fokalore territorial army as escort, there were the survivors of the Second Knight Order, who were returning to the capital temporarily. Of course, Vaiya is also one of them. The journey takes two days. Without any particular problems occurring either, they quickly got on good terms as it had naturally became an easygoing mood due to being able to eat plenty as the Fokalore territorial soldiers went hunting for monster meat and as there was grain on the wagon. "Then, you were in the group transferred from the capital?" (Vaiya) "Yea, I was a soldier of the capital, but after hearing that it was possible to join a new territorial army, I volunteered as I have no family anyway." (Soldier) In order to listen closely to the story, Vaiya takes the bridle of his horse and walks together with the soldier. The soldier was thankful for a knight expressly dismounting his horse first to walk alongside him. It reached the point that he showed a smile while they were talking about this and that. "At first I was anxious hearing that it is the territory of a rising noble, which I didn't know before, but after looking at the condition of the territory, I was amazed that it was a quite able Feudal Lord-sama, who dealt with the population in a carefree and impartial manner and who was a person that treated even us common soldiers normally." (Soldier) "But on the other hand the training is pretty harsh and there are also various things I don't get the meaning of", Vaiya was caught in the grumbling of the soldier. "What's an example of the things you don't get the meaning of?" (Vaiya) Listening to the story of the soldier, Vaiya received an impact as if being hit on his head. They, the Fokalore territorial soldiers, received training using various imaginary situations such as group battles, one-to-many fights, one-on-one fights and fighting with the three types of weapons; sword, spear and bow. Furthermore they carried out repetitions of moving as small units and army corps learning how to move and at what time. They even prepared various patterns in different environments such as forest, downtown, buildings and prairie, and how to use spear throwers there. Moreover he heard the unfamiliar word "style practice" when it came to methods of sword and spear training. He understood that they repeatedly practiced although the pattern changed to using these weapons in serial combination moves, as he asked some questions due to his excitement. "I see..." (Vaiya) With the knight's training being one-on-one to increase the ability in swordsmanship and spearmanship, it was typical to repeat nothing but practice swings for self-training. It's the same for soldiers as well. Their training is no more than learning to return running upon signals and yelling. The training regimen of the Fokalore territorial army has advanced one or two steps ahead of the capital or the other territory armies If I think back now, after they finished setting up the camp last night, the Fokalore territorial soldiers, holding a sword in turns, were repeating motions facing against something. That has been style practice, I guess. "I have a single request, but..." (Vaiya) The soldier returned a smile albeit being surprised due to the abruptly stated words. "I wonder if it isn't possible for me to take part in your training as well?" (Vaiya) Vaiya thought that if he were to absorb the training methods of the Fokalore territorial soldiers here, he would be able to improve Orsongrande by a lot. "Then, this and this. And also that. You guys have to eat plentifully as well. Our destination is still far away." (Hifumi) Urged on by Hifumi, Origa ordered boiled vegetables and soup following his example. Next the Fokalore territorial soldiers also ordered meat and bread. The restaurant server, listening to the orders, showed a cramped smile with a pale face. As there were no other guests in the restaurant, he vanished into the kitchen quickly. Hifumi, who leisurely entered the city after killing the guards, entered the restaurant he noticed by chance and had lunch. The uproar has already spread across the city. Many shops and residential buildings have ended up closing their doors tightly and the people have vanished from the streets. Hifumi entered the restaurant, which had bad luck for its paying guests running away in a hurry, before it could close up. Since they didn't know what would happen if they refused, the server and cook prepared the meals and dished them up in their desire to have them fill up their stomachs and leave as soon as possible. "I-I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." (Server) The server lined up one dish after the other on the table, but Hifumi tilted his head to the side. "... Isn't that somehow insufficient?" (Hifumi) The plates aren't any different in size to other countries, however the dishes on top of them are obviously lacking. "Please forgive this. Although it is food rationing suited for restaurants, there are limits..." (Server) While being scared the server mustered his courage with all his effort and explained the details to Hifumi, who discovered the part that bothered him. "Food rationing? Then, aren't ingredients distributed and sold in this city?" (Hifumi) Tossing the cooking in front of his eyes into his mouth for the time being, he muttered that the taste was bad after swallowing it down. "Such regulations are enacted in the entire country. All the goods like groceries and such are gathered by the nobles once they are supplied to the territory and distributed to each household from there." (Server) Having the scared server forcibly sit at the table, Hifumi inquired about this and that to get the whole picture of the country called Horant. By rationing the clothing and grocery, it has become a system where these items are loaned from the nobles, so families and individuals do not possess their own personal effects. And quite a big part of the money earned by individuals seems to be taken away as taxes in the name of residence expenses. "It seems you don't have to worry about not being able to eat, but there isn't any meaning in doing one's best either, isn't that right?" (Origa) The impression of Origa, who had the occupation of adventurer with distinct risks and returns, was that she wasn't able to understand this system somehow. There isn't an adventurer's guild in Horant either. Apparently the task of exterminating monsters is exclusively allocated to the soldiers employed by nobles. "Since these types of security guarantee costs are included in the taxes as well..." (Server) You can't call it an insult in the least, but he isn't able to hide his feelings of being bothered by it. "Huuumph. And if you are given ingredients alongside money?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, standing up suddenly, retrieved suitable ingredients from his darkness magic storage and placed it on an open table with a thud. It is an amount that can easily feed dozens of people with meals. "T-This is..." (Server) Striking the shoulder of the shocked server, Hifumi smiles broadly. "To be frank, server, prepare a lot more since you have extra ingredients. The taste isn't bad." (Hifumi) "U-Understood!" (Server) Hurriedly calling the cook, both of them carry the ingredients to the kitchen while being thankful. Before long more dishes were carried in. The quantity as well as the taste were satisfying. "Although the flavor changes if it's a different country, you ate a considerable amount." (Server) "Yes, it was very delicious." (Hifumi) The server bowed with a smile from the bottom of his heart this time due to Hifumi's words. Next to him was the cook, who appeared from the kitchen to give his gratitude for the ingredients. "For the time being, will this be enough?" (Hifumi) As Hifumi wanted to pass them several gold coins, the server firmly refused to accept it as they had even provided the ingredients. "Besides, we won't be able to use the gold coins from Orsongrande in this country..." (Server) Due to the server saying this apologetically, Hifumi laughed about this matter. "If that's the case, it will be fine, if you hide it somewhere for a little while. Because this country will very soon vanish, the folks worrying about such trivial matters, like the shape of gold coins being different, will disappear." (Hifumi) "Ue?" (Server) The server unintentionally released a strange voice due to having been promised a ruined country suddenly. He saw off Hifumi's group quickly leaving in blank amazement. Observing the cook, he is also looking in that direction. "Did that person say that this country will vanish just now?" (Cook) "Yea, he definitely said that." (Server) The story told by the people of this city informed them of an atrocious invader who massacred the guards of this city, but with the exchange from just now, their impression of him turned 180deg. But his last words were completely those of an invader.magic The cook called out to the confused server and hit his back with a smack. "There's no point in thinking about stuff we don't understand. Also, leaving that aside..." (Cook) He points at the other ingredients left by Hifumi. "The restaurant has already been closed for today. Let's stuff our bellies for the first time in a while." (Cook) "There is delicious looking meat and fresh vegetables!" While the two discussed the art of cooking, it became a time of enjoying eating before long.
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ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ้ ˜ไธป้คจใฎ้šฃใซใฏใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใฎ้ ˜ไธปใŒๅปบใฆใŸๅคงใใชๅˆฅๅฎ…ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ„›ไบบใ‚„ไฝฟ็”จไบบใŒไฝใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚็พๅœจใฏ่ทๅ“กใฎ็‹ฌ่บซๅฏฎใจใ—ใฆๆฉŸ่ƒฝใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฏไฝ™ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็งปไฝ็ต„ใง็‹ฌ่บซใ‹ใค่ทๅ“กใจใ—ใฆใฎๅฐฑๆฅญๅธŒๆœ›ใฎ่€…ใฏไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซใ ใŒใ“ใ“ใธไฝใ‚€ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ…ƒใ€…ใŒ่ทๅ“กๅฏฎใชใฎใงใ€้ฃŸๅ ‚ใงไธ‰้ฃŸๆไพ›ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎไป–ใ€้ ˜่ปใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใจๅธŒๆœ›ใ—ใŸ่€…ใฏ้ ˜่ปๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎ็‹ฌ่บซๅฏฎใ‚„ๅฎถๆ—ๅฏฎใธๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใใฎไป–ใฎ่ทใ‚’ๅธŒๆœ›ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚„้›ๅ†ถใ‚„ๆœจๅทฅใฎๆŠ€่ƒฝใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ่€…ใฏใ€่ก—ไธญใงๅฎฟใ‚„่ทไบบใฎๅผŸๅญใŸใกใฎๅฏฎใธใจ็งปใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ทๅ“กใจใ—ใฆใฎ้“ใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ่€…ใŸใกใซใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฉฆ็ทดใฏๅ‹‰ๅผทใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ ˜ๅœฐใฎๆˆ็ซ‹็ตŒ็ทฏใจใฏใ‹ใ‘้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไปŠใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใฏๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ‚‚ๆœ€ๅ…ˆ็ซฏใฎๆ•™่‚ฒใฎใƒกใƒƒใ‚ซใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅผทๅˆถ็š„ใซๅ‹‰ๅผทใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ้›ขๅๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ‡บๅ‘ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใ€่ฟ‘้šฃใฎ่ก—ใ‚„ไป–ใฎ่ฒดๆ—้ ˜ใซใฆๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใจใ—ใฆๅƒใ่€…ใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๅ•†ไบบใฎๅญๆฏใชใฉใŒใ“ใžใฃใฆๆ•™่‚ฒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธใจโ€œ็•™ๅญฆโ€ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒชใ‚ญใƒฅใƒฉใƒ ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใง้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅŸบ็คŽๅญฆ็ฟ’ใซๅŠ ใˆใ€ๆˆๅŠŸ็š„ใช็™บๅฑ•ใ‚’้‚ใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐ็ตŒๅ–ถใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ไฝ™ใ™ใ“ใจใชใๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†้ญ…ๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ•™่‚ฒไบ‹ๆฅญใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆต้ ˜ใฎ้‹ๅ–ถ่ณ‡้‡‘ใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆฝคใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบบๅฃใฏๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ทๅ“กใŸใกใŒๆˆธ็ฑใฎ็™ป้Œฒใ‚„ๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฎ้‹็”จใซๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€้ ˜ไธป้คจๅ†…ใฏใ‚€ใ—ใ‚่ฝใก็€ใๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็งปๆฐ‘็ญ‰ใงไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซใƒใ‚ฟใคใใฏใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใŸใกใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏไผ‘ใฟใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไธญใงใ€้ข็™ฝใใชใ„ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏใ€ใ‚ใฃใใ‚Š้ข็™ฝใ„็‰ฉใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใŒใชใใชใฃใŸใชใ€ ๅˆถไฝœ็ญใฎ็ญ้•ทใจใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ๆ™‚ใฏๅฏใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใปใฉใ ใฃใŸใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใฎใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใ ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏๆค…ๅญใ‚„ๆœบใชใฉใฎไบ‹ๅ‹™็”จๅ“ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใฏใ€ไฝ™ๆš‡ใซ้…’ใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใชๆ—ฅใ€…ใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ข็™ฝใ„็‰ฉ?ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใฏ้ ˜่ปใฎ่จ“็ทดใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎ็‰นๆฎŠใช้šŠๅˆ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒชใƒผใƒžใƒณใ‚ปใƒซใฎ่€ƒใˆๆ–นใ‚„ใ€่ปใฎ้‹ๅ–ถใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๅญฆใผใ†ใจใ€่ปๅ‹™ๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใฎๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ‚’ๅฐ‹ใญใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจ้›ขใ‚Œ้›ขใ‚ŒใงไธๆฉŸๅซŒๆฅตใพใ‚Šใชใ„ๅฝผๅฅณใซ่ฟฝใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒ้ ˜ไธป้คจๅ†…ใฎไธ€ๅฎคใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ ใ€Œๅนธใ›ใ‚ชใƒผใƒฉๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใฏๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใ‘!ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฎๅซใณใฏใ€2้šŽใƒ•ใƒญใ‚ขใซ่ทๅ“กใซ่ชžใ‚Š็ถ™ใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ่จ€ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸ็‹ฌ่บซ่ทๅ“กใฎ้–“ใงใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใƒซใŒๅข—ใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ€่จ€ใงใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซโ€œใŠๅฑ€ๆง˜โ€ใฎๅœฐไฝใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ€้ ˜่ปใŒไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฐ่ปŠใ‚„ๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใ‚‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใงไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œไฝœใ‚Šใฏใ—ใŸใŒใ€่€ƒใˆใŸใฎใฏ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใ ใชใ€‚ๅฐ่ปŠใฏใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฏใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใจใ„ใ†ๅๅ‰ใง้ ˜ๅœฐๅ†…ใ‚’่ตฐใ‚Šๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ท่ปŠใซ่ปŠ่ผชใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘็›ดใ—ใŸใ‚„ใคใ ใชใ€ ไธญใ€…ใ†ใพใ่ตฐใฃใฆใใ‚Œใชใใฆๅคงๅค‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€ใจใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸ้…’ใ‚’ๅ‘ทใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚„ใจไฝœใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใœใ€‚ไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใŒใจใ‚“ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ๆญฆๅ™จใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€‚โ€œๆ‰‡ๅญโ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ๆŠ˜ใ‚ŠใŸใŸใฟใฎๆ‰‡ใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅœŸ็”ฃ็‰ฉใจใ—ใฆๅฃฒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‹? ใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซ่ฉฆใ—ใซๆœจใงไฝœใฃใฆใฟใŸๅฅดใŒๅ…ƒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅๅ‰ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใฎใฏ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ ่žใ‘ใฐ่žใใปใฉใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ„ใ†ไบบ็‰ฉๅƒใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใŒ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ใƒ˜ใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ณใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎไบ‹ใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซ่žใใฎใŒๆ‰‹ใฃๅ–ใ‚Šๆ—ฉใ„ใœใ€‚ใพใ ๅธฐใฃใฆใใฆใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸ้จŽๅฃซๆง˜ใ ใ‚ใ†? ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใŒไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใฎไบˆๅ‚™ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใœใ€‚่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใ‚‚ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆญฆๅ™จใฎไฝœๆˆไพ้ ผใฏใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅ—ใ‘ใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€‚ๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆŒใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใžใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆไฝœๆฅญๅฎคใฎๅฅฅใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ€‰ๅบซๅ…ผ่ฉฆ้จ“ๅฎคใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅœŸใŒใ‚€ใๅ‡บใ—ใฎๅบƒใ„่ฉฆ้จ“ๅฎคใซใฏใ€ๅฃไธ€้ขใซใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใจๆ€ใ—ใใ‚‚ใฎใŒไธฆใถใ€‚ๆœจ่ฃฝใ‚„้‰„่ฃฝใฎ็‰ฉใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ ใŒใ€ไธญใซใฏ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ็ด ๆใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ่ณชใงใงใใŸ็‰ฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€‚้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ่จ“็ทดๅ ดใงใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใฎใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ๆŒใฃใฆใฟใฆใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๆœ€ๅˆใซๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€้Ž–้ŽŒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚้ŽŒใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้Ž–ใจใใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใซใคใ„ใŸๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸๅฝข็Šถใฎ......ๆญฆๅ™จใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‹ไฟฎ็†ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใŒใ€่ฉฆใ—ใซไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚‹ๆ‰€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใจใใฏ้ข็™ฝใ‹ใฃใŸใœใ€ ไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€้Ž–ใฎๅ…ˆใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใ€้‡ใ‚Šใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใŸใ‚Šใ€้ŽŒใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŸใ‚Šๅผ•ใฃๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใฏไปŠใฒใจใค็†่งฃใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฏธ้‰„ใ‚„ไธ‰็ฏ€ๆฃใซๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ€ ็ต„็ซ‹ๅผใฎๅๆ‰‹ใ‚„ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใซใ‚‚่ชฌๆ˜ŽใงใใŸใฎใงใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ่žใ้€ƒใ™ใพใ„ใจ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใฏใ€่ฉฆใ—ใซไฝ•ๅบฆใ‹ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๅฐๅž‹ใงๆบๅธฏๆ€งใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใซใ‚‚ๅˆฉ็”จใงใใใ†ใงใ™ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฎ้‰„้ข็šฎใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซ่žใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใŸๆ„ๅค–ใชไบบ็‰ฉใฎๅๅ‰ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ๆฎฟใ€ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใชใœๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใฎๅฝผใฎๅๅ‰ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจใ„ใ†่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ไธๆ€่ญฐใ ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใŒใ€ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็„ก่กจๆƒ…้‡Ž้ƒŽใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ไธ€้€šใ‚Š็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฏ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใซๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ—ใ€ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใจ้Ž–้ŽŒใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ“ใฎ่ฉฆ้จ“ๅฎคใงๆฏŽๆœ่จ“็ทดใ—ใจใ‚‹ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€ไป–ใฎๅฅด้šท้”ใ‚‚ๆ™‚ใ€…ใฏใ“ใ“ใง่จ“็ทดใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๅฅด้šทใงใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ่จ“็ทดใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ไฟบใฏ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒ็„กใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใชใใ€‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€็›ดๆŽฅ่žใใจใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏๆญฃ็›ด่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใชใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆฒˆ็€ๅ†ท้™ใงๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’่กจใซๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใ€ใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใซใใใฆไผš่ฉฑใŒ็ถšใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚ŠใฏไฟบใŒ่จฑๅฏๅ‡บใ—ใฆใŠใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฅฝใใซใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฟบใ ใฃใฆๅฅด้šทใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้จŽๅฃซๆง˜ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใœใ€ ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅŽปใฃใฆใ„ใใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฎๅฅด้šทใฏใ€ๅ…จ็„ถๅฅด้šทใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใชใใ€ ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š็›ดใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซไผšใ„ใซ่กŒใใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ›ฝๅขƒ็ ฆใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใฏใพใ ๅ›žๅพฉใงใใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ…ˆใปใฉๆฎบใ—ใŸ้€ฃไธญใŒ่ญฆๅ‚™้ƒจ้šŠใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใŒใ€ใจใซใ‹ใๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ่ชฐใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ ฆๅ‘จ่พบใซใฏใ€ไธ€่ˆฌใฎๆฐ‘่ก†ใจๆ€ใ—ใๅฎถๆ—ใ‚„ๅคซๅฉฆใŒไฝ•็ต„ใ‚‚ๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ฆฌใซไน—ใฃใŸใพใพ่ก—้“ไธŠใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’้€šใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใซใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตๆง˜! ใŠๅธฐใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใพใ›!ใ€ ๅฝ“็•ชใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบŒไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใซๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆไพตๅ…ฅใฎๆ™‚ใซใ„ใ„็จผใŽใŒใงใใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้›ฃๆฐ‘ใŒๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฏๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใŒ่จฑๅฏใงใใชใ„่€…ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใฎๆญฃๅผใช่จฑๅฏใ‚‚่บซๅˆ†่จผใ‚‚็„กใ„ใพใพใงใฏใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใ‚’่จฑๅฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใšใ€่จฑๅฏ่จผใ‚’ๆŒใคๅ•†ไบบไปฅๅค–ใฏๆ–ญใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™้›ฃๆฐ‘ใฏ้€šใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใใฎ้€ฃไธญใฏไฟบใฎๆ‰€ใฎ้ ˜ๆฐ‘ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€่‡ชๅทฑ็”ณๅ‘Šใงใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใง่‡ชๅŠ›ใงไฟบใฎ้ ˜ใพใงๆฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไบ†่งฃใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ใฃใกใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅธŒๆœ›่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจ่กŒใฃใฆใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใชๅฟƒไป˜ใ‘ใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใฏๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบบใฏๅ–œใณๅ‹‡ใ‚“ใงใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใธใจ้ง†ใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ไธ€ๅบฆ็ ดใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚‚่–„ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใจใฏไปปใ›ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃ!ใ€ ๅ†ใณ้ฆฌใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ก—้“ใ‚’ใ‚ฐใƒณใ‚ฐใƒณ่ตฐใฃใฆใ„ใใจใ€้€šใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ‚‹ๅ•†ไบบใŸใกใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใซๆ•ใ„่€…ใŸใกใ‚„็Ž‹้ƒฝใซๆšฎใ‚‰ใ™่€…ใŸใกใซใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฎนๅงฟใ‚„ๅงฟใ€ใใฎ่…ฐใซๅทฎใ—ใŸไธๆ€่ญฐใชๅฝข็Šถใฎๅ‰ฃใพใงใ‚‚ใŒๅบƒใพใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€้ƒจใฎใŠ่ชฟๅญ่€…ใ‚„ๆต่กŒใ‚Šใ‚‚ใฎๅฅฝใใชๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎไธญใซใฏใ€็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ—ใฆ็‰‡ๅˆƒใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‰ฑใ†่€…ใ‚‚ๅ‡บใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใฏๆป…่Œถ่‹ฆ่ŒถใชไธŠใซ็ดฐใ„ใ ใ‘ใฎ็ฒ—ๆ‚ชใชๅ‰ฃใ‚‚ๅคšใใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใจใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ไธญใซๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใฆๅ‘ฝใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ‚Šใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚‚่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€้ƒจใฎๆ–ฐไบบใŒ็‰‡ๅˆƒใฎ็ดฐๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใงใƒ™ใƒ†ใƒฉใƒณใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ไปถใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŸใกใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆๆ€–ใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰้ฉๅฝ“ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚้ฆฌ่ปŠใซไน—ใฃใŸ่‹ฅใ„ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚„่‹ฅใ‹ใฃใŸๅฅณๆ€งใŒ้ป„่‰ฒใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้ฆฌใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ่žใๆตใ—ใฆ้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฉๅฝ“ใซๆ„›ๆƒณใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใพใ„ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใ€้ ˜ๅœฐใซไบบใ‚‚้‡‘ใ‚‚้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใพใŸ้ ๅพใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’้€ ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่งฆใฃใฆใชใ„ใ€ใจ้ ˜ๅœฐใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚‰ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใซไฝœใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„้“ๅ…ทใ‚’่€ƒใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ฆฌใ‚’ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใธๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚~......ใ“ใ“ใŒไธ€็•ช่ฝใก็€ใใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏ......ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸ้šŠ้•ทใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใงๅค•้ฃŸใ‚’ๆ‘‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎ่‡ชๅฎคใซไพๅฅณใŒ้‹ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ๅŸŽๅ†…ใซใ‚ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซ้šŽ็ดšๅ‘ใ‘ใฎ้ฃŸๅ ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซใคใ„ใฆ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใธ็งป็ฑใ—ใฆใใŸไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใจใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒŠใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ฌใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅ‘ผใณๆจใฆใงใ„ใ„ใ—ใ€ๆ•ฌ่ชžใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใ ๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ่ฒดๆ—้šŽ็ดšใŒ้ฃŸในใ‚‹ๆ–™็†ใ ใ‘ใซใ€้ฃŸๆใ‚‚ๅ‘ณไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‚ใ“ใ ใ‚ใ‚Šใฎใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ ใŒใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๅ“กๅ‘ใ‘ใงใƒœใƒชใƒฅใƒผใƒ ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—็š„ใซใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒ–ๆดปๅ‹•ใฎ้ƒจๅฎคใฎๆง˜ใชๆฐ—ๅฎ‰ใ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆœ€ไฝŽ้™ใฎใƒžใƒŠใƒผใ•ใˆๅฎˆใ‚Œใฐใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„็‹ฌ็‰นใฎ็ฉบ้–“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฐใƒชใƒซใ—ใŸ้ญšใจใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใฎใ‚ตใƒฉใƒ€ใ‚’ใปใŠใฐใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใƒชใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚’้€šใ‚Š่ถŠใ—ใŸ็ทฉใ‚“ใ ้ก”ใง็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไพๅฅณใฎๅญใญ......ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐๅๅ‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใชใใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซใ€่‚‰ใจๆ น่œใฎใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚’ใƒ‘ใƒณใซ่ผ‰ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅŒๅƒšใŒ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใฉใ„ๅฅดใ ใ€‚ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎไพๅฅณใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅจ˜ใ ใ‚ใ†? 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ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใซใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽ่ฟ‘ใใซๅฎถใŒ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ ใ‘ๅธฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไธ€ๅฟœ็”จๆ„ใฏใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใช......็งใ‚‚ๅฆปใ‚‚ใ€ๅบƒใ™ใŽใฆ่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใชใใฆใ€่พž้€€ใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใผใใ‚‚ๅŸŽๅ†…ใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใŒ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ไธ€ไบบใงไธ‰้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใƒใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒ ใพใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚็‹ฌ่บซๅฏฎใซๆˆปใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๅบถๆฐ‘ๆดพใฎๅทฃ็ชŸใซใชใ‚Šใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจๅŒๅƒš้จŽๅฃซใฏๆ€ใ‚ใš็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฎๅฎถใฎใ“ใจใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ•ใฃใ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏไป˜ใใซใชใฃใŸไพๅฅณไปถใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ ใ€ŒๅฝผๅฅณใŒใฉใ†ใ‹ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใƒปใƒดใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใจใ„ใ†ๅๅ‰ใ ใ€‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ่ฆšใˆใฆ็ฝฎใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใงใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™?ใ€ ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒผใƒณใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ€ๆทฑใ„ๆบœๆฏใ‚’ไป˜ใ„ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใพใŸใพๅฎฐ็›ธใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใชใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซไผšใ†ๆฉŸไผšใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใจไผใˆใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆๅฎฐ็›ธใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซๅฎฐ็›ธใฎใƒ•ใƒซใƒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„็Ÿฅใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆ็ญ”ใˆใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใพใงใซใŸใฃใทใ‚Šๅ็ง’ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจ......ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใƒปใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒซใƒปใƒดใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผๆง˜ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œ? 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Next to the feudal lord's mansion in Fokalore there is a large second residence built by the previous feudal lord. His lovers and the servants lived there. Currently it is functioning as staff's dormitory. Since there were rooms left, it was decided that the unmarried aspirants desiring to work as staff among the group of immigrants from Horant will live there temporarily. Because it's the staff's dormitory to begin with, they are provided with three meals per day in the dining hall. In addition, those wanting to join the feudal army will enter the dormitories for families and singles of the territorial troops. Those hoping for employment and those, who possessed skills in carpentry and blacksmithing, were moved to inns in the whole town and dormitories for the pupils of craftsmen. The people, who chose the path of becoming a staff member, were given a probation for studying first. It's quite different from the image they had of the territory's circumstances, but currently Fokalore is becoming a cutting-edge training centre in this world, let alone within the country. Including even those who have left the alienated Vichy, where education is compulsory, there are many people like the sons of the coming and going merchants and those who are working as civil officials in the neighbouring cities and other noble's fiefs, who are gathering in Fokalore for "studying abroad" to receive education. In addition to learning the basics in what is called advancing through a set curriculum, there was a charm in being taught anything without reserves concerning the territorial administration of Fokalore, which has accomplished a successful expansion. Even with only this education service, the Tohno territory's operation budget is profiting quite a bit. Although the population is growing, the staff members got used to handling the citizen's information and the registration in the family register. Rather, the situation has begun to settle down within the mansion of the feudal lord. Although the immigrants from Horant caused some temporary noise, it reached the point that the staff could take a little vacation, even including the civil official slaves. There is one person that doesn't find such situation amusing. "Recently the opportunities to build remarkably interesting things vanished." (Pruflas) As group leader of the development team the dwarf Pruflas hadn't even the time to sleep for an hour. Nowadays they are building office supplies like tables and chairs. They bid farewell to the calm days where they could leisurely drink sake. "Something interesting?" (Vaiya) His conversation partner was Vaiya. Participating in the training of the feudal army in the beginning, he asked Miyukare, who is the person in charge of military affairs, to teach him the management of troops and the unique way of thinking to implement three man cells within the ranks, but he ended up being driven away by her, who was extremely displeased over being separated from Alyssa. There was also the matter of the place being a room within the lord's mansion. "Guys, who are emitting an aura of happiness, should just leave!" (Miyukare) This shout of Miyukare became a famous saying handed down amongst the staff on the second floor. Contributing to the increasing number of couples between the single staff members appearing, Miyukare has completely solidified her position as "Court Lady-sama" with those few words. "Now that you mention it, the wagons and spear throwers, used by the feudal army, apparently were developed here." (Vaiya) "We built them, but the idea came from the Lord. The platform wagons were wagons with wheels attached for travelling within the territory having the name rail car at the beginning." (Pruflas) "They didn't run well and were terrible." Pruflas laughs while gulping down the sake he held in one hand. "We build this and that. There were also thing's that couldn't be used as weapons at all. There is the collapsible fan called "Folding Fan." Did you see them being sold as souvenirs in Fokalore? That thing is something we originally tried to make out of wood as a trial at the time we produced the iron-ribbed fan Origa-jou-chan possesses. Though it was the Lord who gave it its name." (Pruflas) The more he heard, the less Vaiya could understand the character called Hifumi. Before he noticed it, he was making a troubled face. Pruflas laughs. "What are you making such weird face for? If you want to know about Lord-sama, you simply have to ask Origa-jou-chan. Though she hasn't returned yet." (Pruflas) "I see..." (Vaiya) "Putting that aside, you are a knight-sama, aren't you? If you are curious, there are spares of the weapons Lord-sama uses. Do you want to have a look?" (Pruflas) "Is that alright?" (Vaiya) Seeing Vaiya saying this delightfully, Pruflas became happy as well. "Aye, you can say it's fine because we are steadily receiving requests to produce weapons from Lord-sama. I won't mind you taking some with you, if you are pleased with them." (Pruflas) Pruflas, who stood up, took Vaiya and moved to the testing room, that also functioned as storage, which existed within the work room. The testing room, with its wide, bare ground, has countless weapons and kimonos lined up on one wall. Most of them are made out of wood and iron, but there are also items with unknown materials on the right side that might have monster materials within. "This is amazing. I have never seen something like this, even not at the training field of the knight order. Can I also hold them?" (Vaiya) "Of course." (Pruflas) The first thing Vaiya held after receiving permission was the kusarigama. After gazing at the sickle, he intently stares at its chains and the counterweights with their pointed ends with great interest. "A strangely formed... weapon, is it?"`(Vaiya) "Seems so. I repaired it several times, however it was interesting at the time I was shown the place where it was used for testing." (Pruflas) Though he had heard about the way to use it, it was said that you could swing the end part of the chain, hit with its weight, cut with the sickle and throw and pull with it. Vaiya wasn't able to understand most of it. Furthermore, beginning with the suntetsu and sansetsukon and arriving at the tokko and caltrop, he couldn't imagine how to use those. Because Pruflas was able to explain about the shuriken and the jitte for enforcing orders and regulations, Vaiya earnestly and carefully listened to him without missing anything. He tried to throw the shuriken several times to test it. "Such small and hand-held weapon with high adaptability is great. It can be used by guards within the castle..." (Vaiya) "If you are interested in it, it's fine to ask that arrogant Caim." (Pruflas) The name of an unexpected person appeared at this place from Pruflas. Vaiya tilted his head to the side. "Caim-dono, it is?" (Vaiya) Even Pruflas himself considers the question, why the name of that civil official appeared here, to be strange. "That expressionless arsehole knows the basic details of the weapons in this place. It seems he was taught the way of using them to some degree by the feudal lord. He is practising his usage of the shuriken and kusarigama in this testing room every morning." (Pruflas) Furthermore it appears that the other civil official slaves practise here sometimes as well. "Aren't they slaves, and even more civil officials? Why are they training?" (Vaiya) "I don't know. I don't care since I wasn't told about it. If you are worried about it, go and ask them directly." (Pruflas) "Haa." (Vaiya) Vaiya was bad with the type of person like Caim. He couldn't keep up a conversation with Caim, who doesn't show his emotions on the surface, since he doesn't know what he's thinking about. "Well, since I gave you the permission to come and go here, it's fine if you do as you like." (Pruflas) "Thank you very much." (Vaiya) "Please stop. I'm a slave as well and will be troubled if a knight like you bows his head to me." (Pruflas) Vaiya smiles bitterly as he is watching the back of the leaving Pruflas who is laughing. "I can't see the slaves here as slaves at all." (Vaiya) Pulling himself together, he decided to go meet with Caim. He considered to adopt these weapons in the Royal Knight Order. The guards in the border fortress on Horant's side still hadn't been replaced. Although it's uncertain whether the previously killed group was the guard unit, there are no soldiers at all. In the vicinity of the fortress the common people, apparently families and couples, were sitting in countless groups. Once he passed the border on the highway while riding on his horse, there are soldiers properly standing guard on Orsongrande's side. "Earl Tohno-sama! Welcome home!" (Soldier) The two soldiers, apparently on guard duty, greeted him while smiling. They probably were able to earn some good income during the time of Hifumi's invasion in Horant. "Ah, the refugees from Horant won't come following from behind?" (Hifumi) "Yea, currently there are only people who have no permission to enter our country..." (Soldier) As it is there's no person in charge on Horant's side to hand out authorization and identification papers. As one would expect, they can't enter the country without permission. Except for the merchants, who have a permit, they will be continuously denied entry. "Then let the refugees heading for the territory of Fokalore pass through. Those guys will become citizens of my place." (Hifumi) The soldiers exchanged glances. "Is it fine to do a verbal, unsubstantiated assertion?" (Soldier) "I don't care. I will accept them, if they can come to my territory by themselves." (Hifumi) "In such case, affirmative." (Soldier) Since it's also alright to enter the territory over there, Hifumi handed over a suitable gratuity for them to go calling out whether there are any candidates. One of them remained while the other ran off to Horant's side in high spirits. "Well, then I leave the rest to you." (Hifumi) "Ha!" (Soldier) Once again he spurs on his horse. As he is steadily travelling on the highway, there are too many merchants waving their hands at him. People, who are living in the capital, and people, who are sensitive to information, began to spread Hifumi's appearance and figure as well as even the strangely formed sword affixed to his waist. One part among them are adventurers, who have strange tastes in fashion, and people who get carried away easily. There are also people imitating him by handling a single edged sword. Of course, many of those swords are crude while being only thin making them nonsensical to use. Cases of people losing their lives during battles with monsters due to those breaking are occurring as well. Even a part of the newcomers in the capital's guild are using a thin, single-edged sword, but among those people, who know about the incident of veterans being killed in the guild, there are those who regard the katana as object of dread. Hifumi waves appropriately and returns waves. Although young women and young women, who boarded carriages, raise shrill voices upon seeing him, Hifumi, who is travelling on horse, passes them by while ignoring them irresponsibly. "If I become suitably popular, it will likely gather money and people in the territory. Although I want to prepare an expedition again as well." (Hifumi) "I want to make that and I haven't touched this in a while", while thinking about tools and weapons for Pruflas to make once he returned to the territory, he steers his horse to gallop towards Munster. "Ah~... this is the most relaxing place." (Sabnak) "Sabnak... no, I mean, captain. Is it fine to take your dinner at such place? Shall we have a maid carry it to your own room within the castle?" In the dining hall intended for knight ranks within the castle, Sabnak was enjoying dinner time with his companions, who transferred from the Third Knight Order to the Royal Knight Order, at one table. "It's okay to address me without honorifics unless it's an official place. Not using honorific language is fine, too. It still doesn't feel real after all." (Sabnak) As it's only food eaten by nobility, the menu is picky about seasoning and ingredients, but the dishes intended for knights are plentiful in quantity as well. There is a relaxed atmosphere as if in a club room for extracurricular activities. If one protects the minimum of manners, it's a peculiar place where no one will annoy you. While stuffing his cheeks with loads of salad and grilled fish, Sabnak laughed with a face, that has gone beyond relaxing and is now slackening. "The child of a maid, eh... ? Which reminds me, I didn't hear her name yet." (Sabnak) As Sabnak mutters this, his colleagues laughed while dipping bread in a tartar sauce made out of root crops and meat. "You are a heartless guy. Aren't they daughters of some nobles, if you talk about the maids within the castle? It will get scary later, if she's the daughter of some high-ranking noble." "Of noble origin, eh?" Sabnak remembered the face of his maid. She has dark blue hair and pupils in the same colour. Her appearance is put in order plainly. "But you know... how do you call it? She's eerie." (Sabnak) His colleague lowered his eyebrows. "What are you saying in spite of being able to interact normally with Earl Tohno?" "It's slightly different from that." (Sabnak) "I don't quite understand", the knight at his side shrugs his shoulders. Midas came from somewhere and sat down. "Let me intrude." (Midas) "Eh? Midas-san... no, I mean vice-captain-dono." (Sabnak) A dining hall staff member came pushing a wagon, lined up the dishes in front of the sitting Midas and left. "Midas is okay. ... It's a bad point that there is too much of the food here." (Midas) Sabnak threw a question at Midas, who put the spoon into the stew. "It is difficult for me to say it, but didn't you usually go home to eat your wife's home cooking? What's wrong today?" (Sabnak) "Whose fault do you think it is?" (Midas) Glaring at Sabnak, he eats a mouthful of the stew. He considered his wife's cooking to be delicious. "Due to the guarding of the coronation ceremony, all of the guarding outside the castle has been dumped on the knight order. I became the one responsible for that. Thanks to that, it doesn't look like I will return home until midnight." (Midas) "Huh? Haven't you arranged for a house near the royal castle after you became a vice-captain, Midas-san? Can't you go home for just eating?" (Sabnak) "Yea, more or less I did prepare it, but... my wife and me refused because we couldn't calm down with its too big size." (Midas) "Ah, I know that feeling. There was a room prepared for me within the castle, however having three rooms and even a bathroom for myself... I wondered whether I should return to the dormitory for singles." (Sabnak) "Before we became aware of it, the knight order has turned into the den of the commoners faction", their knight colleagues ended up laughing unintentionally. "Rather than the matter of my house, it's more about the case of the maid attached to Sabnak you talked about before." (Midas) "What's wrong with her?" (Sabnak) "She is called by the name Sibylla Winger "... Why does Midas-san know about her name though?" (Sabnak) Midas, who put down the spoon, closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh. "By chance I ran into the prime minister. He told me to convey his regards, if I meet you by chance, Sabnak." (Midas) "Why does the prime minister..." (Sabnak) "Don't you know the full name of Prime Minister Adol?" (Midas) "I know at least that much." (Sabnak) Even though he replied pridefully, it took Sabnak full 10 minutes to remember. "Umm... it was Adol Phyiol Winger-sama, right? Eh? Winger..." (Sabnak) "She is the only daughter of the prime minister. And at the same time she is the niece of the current head of the Marquis Winger household." (Midas) "Eh... but she said something about marrying into money and power..." (Sabnak) His trembling fork hits the salad bowl with a clacking.magic "At the time Adol-sama was appointed to his duty as prime minister, in order to not make it seem like his family's home is being favoured, he gave up on his family status as Marquis family. That's why his daughter isn't a noble to be precise." (Midas) "There's no doubt that she would marry into money and power", his colleagues, who heard that, laughed, though it isn't a laughing matter for Sabnak at all. The son of an Earl is treated as Associate Viscount, but with having a small annuity and possessing no territory, you almost can't call them nobles. That situation is the reason why those below the second son of a noble are aiming to become military officers or civil officials. People, who became skilled as knights, were in a fortunate situation. "Calm down, Sabnak. With your accomplishments so far and the good will of Imeraria-sama, you have reached the problematic status of captain of the Royal Knight Order. You can consider this as being raised to the same rank as your family's home. ... With conditions attached." (Midas) "Conditions... it is?" (Sabnak) Midas hesitated to continue for a short while, but he resigned himself when Sabnak glared at him. "... The condition is to marry a partner that suits your rank and settle down with them." (Midas) "Well, you should be prepared that you won't be able to idle around as single indefinitely", while Midas warned Sabnak, his colleagues escaped in a hurry.
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146.Magic ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพๅŸŽๅ†…ใซใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ๅฐ‚็”จใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใฏๆœฌๅฎ…ใธๅธฐใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็„กใ„ๅ ดๅˆใชใฉใซไปฎ็œ ใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงๅƒใ้ซ˜็ดš่ทๅ“กใซใฎใฟไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใใพใงไปฎใฎๅฎฟๆณŠ่จญๅ‚™ใฎใŸใ‚ใ€ใŠ่Œถใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่จญๅ‚™ใจๅŽ็ดใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใŒไธ€ใคใ ใ‘่จญใˆใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฟใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒญใƒผใ‚ผใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’้–‹ใใ€ๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใ‚’็พฝ็น”ใ‚Šๆ—…่ฃ…ใซ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใŸใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏใ€ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธใฏๆˆปใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆฎใ™ใ‚‹ๅฐ†่ปใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚’่จชใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใ ใ€‚ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใžใ€ ไธ€ๅฃฐใ ใ‘ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใงๅ…ฅๅฎคใ—ใŸใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎๆจชใ‚’ใ€็€ๅดฉใ‚ŒใŸใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’ๆ…ŒใฆใฆๆŠผใ•ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ไพๅฅณใŒ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธ้–ฃไธ‹ใ€ ไธๅฏงใช็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ไปฅไธŠใƒœใ‚ฟใƒณใ‚’ใฏใšใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ„ใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆ•ดใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่‹ฅใ„็”ทใŒใฏใซใ‹ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‚ไธ€ๅ›ฝใฎ่ปใ‚’้ ใ‹ใ‚‹ๅฐ†ใจใชใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๅค–่žใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒขใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ€ๆ–ญใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใญใ€‚ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆฐๅฅฝใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™?ใ€ ๆ‚ชใณใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚ใชใใ€้กŽๅ…ˆใฎ้ซญใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใงๆ’ซใงใคใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใŒๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ไธ‰ๅๅ‰ๅŠใจใ„ใฃใŸ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฎใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใŒ็พๅœจใฎไฝ“ๅˆถใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰็™ป็”จใ—ใŸ่ปไบบใงใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ่ฒดๆ—ใจใ—ใฆใฏไผฏ็ˆตๅฎถใซๆฌก็”ทใจใ—ใฆ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ็”ฅใซใ‚ใŸใ‚‹็”ทใ ใ€‚ ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒๅฅณ็™–ใŒๆ‚ชใใ€ไธŠไฝ่€…ใซๅฅฝใ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ€งๆ ผใฎใ›ใ„ใง่พบๅขƒๅ‹คๅ‹™ใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใŒๅฎŸๆจฉใ‚’ๆŽŒๆกใ™ใ‚‹ใจใจใ‚‚ใซๅ‘ผใณๅฏ„ใ›ใ€ๅคง่‡ฃใ‚’ๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ—ใŸๅพŒใง่ปใฎใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใธๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ่ก€็ธ่€…ใงๅˆถๅพกใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใจ่€ƒใˆใŸไธŠใงใฎไบบไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใซๆ‰‹็™–ใŒๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€่‹ฅๅนฒๅพŒๆ‚”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅƒไบบใฎๅคง้ƒจ้šŠใŒใ“ใ“ใธ่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ™ใใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่ฟŽๆ’ƒใ—ใ‚ใ€‚็งใ‚‚ๅŒ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใŠใ‚„ใ€‚่ปไบ‹็š„่ฆณ็‚นใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใˆใฐใ€้ฆ–้ƒฝใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใ‚’ใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ฌใƒใซๅ›บใ‚ใฆ้˜ฒ่ก›ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‹ๅพŒใซๆ•ตใฎ็–ฒใ‚Œใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆๅๆ’ƒใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใ€็ขบๅฎŸใ‹ใคใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆๅฎณใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใญใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€้ ใใพใงๅ‡บๅผตใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅฝใงใ„ใ„ใ€ใจใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ่‹ฆใ„้ก”ใง่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚’่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใ‚’ๅ‘ณๆ–นใจใ—ใฆๅ‹•ใ‹ใ•ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ใจ่…นใ‚’ใใใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใฎๅ ดๅˆใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ่ปใซๅŒ่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅŒ่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚่ญท่ก›ใงๅ›บใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€้ก”ใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚็”ฐ่ˆŽ่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใซใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€้ฆ–้ƒฝใซๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใฏใพใšใ„ใ€ ่ปไฝ“ๅˆถไธŠใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹่€…ใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‹่ฟ‘่พบใซๅ‹คๅ‹™ใ—ใ€ๅœฐๆ–นใฎ็”บใ‚„ๆ‘ใซ้งๅฑฏใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ไธ€็”ŸๅŸŽใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Šใ€้ฆ–้ƒฝใซใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒๆฅใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€่กŒๆ–นไธๆ˜Žใซใ—ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไปŠใ™ใใซใงใ‚‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰“ใฃใฆๅ‡บใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ไปŠๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ไบŒๅƒใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆ–้ƒฝใฎ้˜ฒ่ก›ใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ€่€ƒใˆใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏไบ”ไฝ“ใปใฉใ ใŒใ€ๅฝนใซใฏ็ซ‹ใคใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ใปใ‹ใชใ‚‰ใฌๅฎฐ็›ธ้–ฃไธ‹ใฎใ”ไพ้ ผใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ„ใฎ่ฅŸใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ€็…Œใณใ‚„ใ‹ใช้ฃพใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ธใƒฃใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’็€ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใจ่ปฝใ„ๆ€งๆ ผใŒ้š ใ•ใ‚ŒใฆๅจๅŽณใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไพ‹ใฎใŠๅฎขไบบใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็”ทใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใซๅŸŽใฎ้˜ฒ่ก›ใ‚’ไปปใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใฎไธญใงใ‚‚็ ”็ฉถ็•‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใๅฎŸๅƒ้ƒจ้šŠใจใฏๅˆฅใชใ‚“ใงใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆใญ......ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚‚ใ€ไพๅฅณใฎไธญใงใ‚‚็ตๆง‹ใชไบบๆ•ฐใŒใŠๅฎขไบบใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใฆใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซ็™ปๅ ดใ‹ใชใ€ใจใ€ 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่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰่…ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‹ใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใฆใใ‚‹ๅคงใใชๆ‰‹ใซ็†ฑใ„ๅๆฏใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไพๅฅณใฏๅฐใ•ใ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œไผฏ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ๅฎฐ็›ธ้–ฃไธ‹ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ๅ‹ๅˆฉใฎๆšใซใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๅฎถใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใญใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆๆฑ‚ใซใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏๆทฑใ„ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใจใ„ใ†ไพๅฅณใซใจใฃใฆใฏใƒžใ‚คใƒ›ใƒผใƒ ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅฆพๅฎ…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎไปถใฏ็ขบๅฎŸใซ้ ผใ‚€ใ€‚็งใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€ŒใŠไปปใ›ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€‚ใงใฏใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใ€ใ‚ใจใฏ้ ผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ่ปฝใ„ใใกใฅใ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใ‚’ๆŒใกๅ‡บใ™ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใซๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใพใงๆฅใŸใฎใ ใ€‚่ชฐใซใ‚‚้‚ช้ญ”ใฏใ•ใ›ใ‚“......ใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚ไฝฟใŠใ†ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๅ‡บใ—ๆƒœใ—ใฟใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๆ’ƒ้€€ๅพŒใฎใ‚ทใƒŠใƒชใ‚ชใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ‰ฑใ„ใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใฌใ€ใจใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏๅ”ธใ‚Šๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‚’ๆ—ฉ่ถณใง็ชใ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‰“ใฃใฆๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‹ใ€ๅŸŽใฎ้€ฃไธญใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใ‚~......ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ€ใ‹? ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€้ฆ–้ƒฝๆ”ปๆ’ƒใจใชใ‚ŒใฐๅŸบ็›คใ‚‚ใใ‚‰ใคใใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๅƒ•ใŸใกใฏ็•™ๅฎˆ็•ชใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ใ”ๆ•™ๆŽˆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸๆ–นๆณ•ใฎๅฎŸ้จ“ใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆใ€ๅŸŽใฎ้˜ฒๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใฆใŠใใพใ™ใŒใ€ๅ‡บ็•ชใฏใชใ•ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้šฃใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€ๅŸŽใซไฝต่จญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅบƒๅ ดใซใฆๅคงไบบๆ•ฐใŒไธฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ตใฏไบŒๅƒไบ”็™พใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆญฉๅ…ตใŒไบŒๅƒใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใŒไธ‰็™พ......้˜ฒ่ก›ๆˆฆใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅƒ•ใŸใกใซใ‚‚ๅ‡บ็•ชใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏ็„กใ•ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ็”Ÿ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸไธญ็ดšๅ…ตใŒ้šŠๅˆ—ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ๅคงใพใ‹ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐๆญฉๅ…ตใ‚’้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใฎๅ‰ๅพŒใซ็ฝฎใใ€ใ„ใ–ใจใชใ‚Œใฐๆญฉๅ…ตใŒๅทฆๅณใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใŒๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใ‚‚้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใจๆ€ใ—ใ้Ž–ใง็น‹ใŒใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ไบ”ไฝ“ใ„ใ‚‹ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใฏใ™ในใฆๆœ€ๅ‰ๅˆ—ใ‚’ๆญฉใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‹ใ„ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฃใจใ—ใฆใ—ใ‹ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€ ่ณขๆ˜Žใชๅˆคๆ–ญใ ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅฏพๆŠ—ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๅ…ตๅ™จใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„้š ใ—็Ž‰ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚็„ก้ง„ใซ้ ‘ไธˆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใŒไฝฟใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹้˜ฒๅฃใซไฝฟใ†็ฎ—ๆฎตใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ๅ‰ๅˆ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บ็™บใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใใฎ้šŠๅˆ—ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใช้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒ็ถšใใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒใƒ–ๅฐๅฑ‹ใซใใฎใพใพ่ปŠ่ผชใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅคงใใช้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ใ€ไบ”้ ญใฎ้ฆฌใŒใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใงใ™ใญ......ใ€ ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฏใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ใจๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ†ใคใ‚€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใ€ใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใซใคใ„ใฆใฏๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ใŠๆ•™ใˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅผทใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅพŒใซๅƒ•ใŒ้–‹็™บใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏใ€ใ”ๅ‹˜ๅผใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅฐ†ใ‚‚้ฆฌ้นฟใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใจใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„็ง˜ๅฏ†ๅ…ตๅ™จใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใซใ‚ใใ‚ใใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ไธๅบฆใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ็„กใ„ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚„ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ‹‰ๅผท้“ๅ…ทใจใ—ใฆใฏ้ข็™ฝใใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใฎ็ซ‹ใกไฝ็ฝฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎๅ…ตๅ™จใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ€ไปฅไธŠใฎๅ…ตๅŠ›ใงใ‚‚ๅŽณใ—ใ„ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒ่‡ช็”ป่‡ช่ณ›ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฏๅ…ตๅ™จใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉณ็ดฐใ‚’ๆฟใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎ่„…ๅจใซใคใ„ใฆ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๅ…จใฆใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใง่žใๆตใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงๆญปใฌใชใ‚‰ใใ“ใพใงใ ใ€‚ไปŠๅบฆใฏๅ‹ใฃใŸๆ–นใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใถใคใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ•ฐใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ™ใ ใ‘ใ ใ—ใชใ€ ็ฃไบบใจใ‹ใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ใจใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฏๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ•ตใจใ‹ๅ‘ณๆ–นใจใ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใ†้ง’ใฎ่‰ฒใŒ้•ใ†ใ ใ‘็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่ช่ญ˜ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ…ตๅ™จใŒไน—ใฃใŸ็ฎฑ้ฆฌ่ปŠใธๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใงใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใŒๅ‹ใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏใ“ใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸ็ฃไบบใจๆˆฆใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใซๅ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏ......) ไธๆฏ›ใซใ‚‚ใปใฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฏ้ ญ็—›ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใ€‚่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใŒใ€ๅ‹ใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆฌกใฎๆˆฆใ„ใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ็”ทใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใ€็„ก้™ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใซใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฏ้ฃฒใฟ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€ใŠ้ฃŸไบ‹ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒๆ•ดใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œๆ˜ผ้ฃŸใฏ็งใŸใกใŒไฝœใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใฎใ€‚ใŠๅฃใซๅˆใ†ใจๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ไธ‰ไบบใฎไพๅฅณใŸใกใŒใ€ไธŠ็›ฎไฝฟใ„ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใกใ‚‰ใกใ‚‰ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฑ‹ไธŠใฎ้ขจใซใฒใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‰ใจ่ˆžใ†ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใคใค่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ไพๅฅณใŸใกใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆ้ฃŸๅ ‚ใธใจ่ช˜ใ†ใ€‚ ๅฑ‹ไธŠใง่ญฆๅ‚™ใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ็พจใพใ—ใใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฏไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฑใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใปใฉใ€้ญ…ๅŠ›็š„ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ€ ่บซๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใช่€ƒใˆใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚’ๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸไปฅไธŠใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใฏไธ€ๅˆปใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใๅธฐใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใจใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณ! ใใ‚“ใชๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ‹!ใ€ ้šŠๅˆ—ไธญใปใฉใงใ€ๅ…ฑใซ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธŠใซใ„ใŸใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใจใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏใ€ๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใซๆ—ฉใ„ๆŽฅๆ•ตใซๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎ็Ÿขๅ…ˆใซใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰็Œ›ๆ”ปใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚’ๅ‡บ็™บใ—ใฆไบŒๆ—ฅ็›ฎใ€‚ๅคช้™ฝใŒไธญๅคฉใซใ‚ใ‚‹้ ƒใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠใพใงใฎๆˆฆไบ‰ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅคง่ปๅŒๅฃซใŒๆŽฅๆ•ตใ—ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎไปฃ่กจใŒ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซ้™ฃใ‚’ๆ•ทใใ€ใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใ†ใฎใŒๅŸบๆœฌใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆœ€ๅ‰็ทšใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใˆใŸๆ•ฐ็ง’ๅพŒใซใฏใ™ใงใซๆงใ‚’ใ†ใกๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๆงใฎๅจๅŠ›ใฏไฟบใ‚‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ€็—›ใฟใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใ„ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใชใ‚‰้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒ......ใ€ ็Šถๆณใ‚’ไผใˆใซใใŸๅ…ตใŒ่จ€ใ†ใซใฏใ€ๆญฃ็ขบใช็‹™ๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๆงใฏใ€็žฌใ้–“ใซๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใฎ่†ใจ่ถณ้ฆ–ใ‚’็ ดๅฃŠใ—ใ€่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅˆถ้™ใ—ใŸใ†ใˆใงใ€้ ญ้ƒจใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้›†ไธญใ—ใฆๆงใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ๅ‰ใซใฏใ€ไบŒไฝ“ใŒ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’็ ดๅฃŠใ•ใ‚Œใฆ่กŒๅ‹•ไธ่ƒฝใซใชใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใพใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ•ใ›ใ‚! ใฉใ†ใ›ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซใฏๅคงใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏใ„ใชใ„!ใ€ ๅซใถใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใซใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏใใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€้ ่ท้›ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ้–“ใซใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ไพ‹ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกๆ‚ชใ„ใฎใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆฅใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจไฝฟใฃใฆ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใŠใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๆˆฆใ„ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€่™Žใฎๅญใฎๅ…ตๅ™จใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใซใ€ๅ…ตใ‚‚ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใ‚‚็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ•ใ€‚ๅ‡บใ—ๆƒœใ—ใฟใ—ใฆ่ฒ ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚้ฆฌ้นฟใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‚? ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ๆ–นใŒๅ‹ขใ„ใฅใใฎใ‚’้˜ปๆญขใ—ใชใ„ใจ็ทๅดฉใ‚Œใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใปใ‚‰ใ€ๆ€ฅใ’ใ€ ้ง†ใ‘ใฆ่กŒใไผไปคใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏใผใ‚„ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅคšๅฐ‘็››ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ›ใฐใ€ๆ•ฐใงๅ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใฃใกใฎๅ‹ๆฉŸใฏๆบใ‚‹ใŒใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏ่‚ฉใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใชใ„ใจใ€ใŠๅฎขไบบใซๅŸŽใฎ็พŽๅฅณใŸใกใŒๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใ€ ใตใ–ใ‘ใŸ็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅฎ็ŸณใŒใกใ‚Šใฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆดพๆ‰‹ใช้ž˜ใซ็ดใพใ‚‹ๆ„›ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใธ่กŒใ?ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅ‰็ทšใซ่กŒใฃใฆใใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ™‚ใฏโ€œๅฃซๆฐ—โ€ใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใŒๅคงไบ‹ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซไฝต่ตฐใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸๆ„›้ฆฌใฎๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€่ปฝใ‚„ใ‹ใซ้žใฎไธŠใซ้ฃ›ใณไน—ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธ้–ฃไธ‹ใ€‚ใพใŸๅพŒใงใ€ ๆ€ฅใชๆŽฅๆ•ตใซ้ฉšใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใŸใกใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใใชใ‚Šๆ’ƒใคใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€้‡Ž่›ฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ใฌใ‚‹ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ไปฐใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ๆ•ตใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎๅทจไบบๅ…ตใŒใ„ใ‚Œใฐไธ€็›ฎ็žญ็„ถใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ…ˆๅˆถใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซๆ‰“ๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตใ‚„ใ€้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆๆด่ญทใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ตใ‚’่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ…ใใฌใฌใฌ......ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ๅŠฉใ‘ใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใจใซ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ•ใฃใ•ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‰็ทšใธ่กŒใใ€็‹™ใ„ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆŒ‡ๆฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ็Šถๆณใฎ็ขบ่ชใซ่ฟฝใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ‚‚ใจใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆœ€ๅ‰็ทšใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎใฟใงใชใใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ่ปใ‚‚ๅŒ่ชฟใ—ใฆๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใ‚’็™บๅฐ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅ‰็ทšใ‹ใ‚‰้ง†ใ‘ใฆใใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅซใถใ€‚ ใ€Œๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฏใปใผ็„กๅŠ›ๅŒ–ใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™! ๆ•ตใฎ็ทๆ•ฐใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใจๅŒ็ญ‰ใ‹ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎ้šŠๅˆ—ใŒ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็ขบ่ชใงใใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œๆ•ตใฎๅ‹•ใใฏ?ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆฐดใฎๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ๆ•ตใฏไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใชๆททไนฑใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใคใคใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใ„ใŸๆญฉๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๅทฆๅณใซๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ไผใˆใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ•ใ„ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€Œๆฎ‹ๅฟตใงใ™ใŒใ€ใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚้ ่ท้›ขๆˆฆใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใงใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใซใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ไปฅไธŠใ€้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅพกๅ‰ใ‚’็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใจใฎๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใฏใ€ๆœ‰ไฝ“ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆโ€œ่ฒงๅผฑโ€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฟ’็†Ÿใฎๅบฆๅˆใ„ใ‚‚ไฝŽใใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใงๅ…ฅ้šŠใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็žฌใ้–“ใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใฎใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใซไธŠใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบๆ•ฐใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ„ใซใชใ‚Œใฐใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๅฐ่ปŠใ‚’็›พใซใ—ใฆๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใฎ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใŒๅฐฝใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใคๅฝขใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰“ใฃใฆๅ‡บใฆๆŠผใ•ใˆใ“ใ‚€ใ“ใจใ‚‚......ใ€ ้ŽๅŽปใฎๅฏพ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎๅฏพๅฟœใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๅคง็›พใง่€ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฎš็Ÿณใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ไบบ็š„่ขซๅฎณใ‚‚็„ก่ฆ–ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฏ้ ‘ไธˆใชๅฐ่ปŠใ‚’ๅ€’ใ—ใฆ็›พใซใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅธธๅฅ—ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅ‡บ็™บๅ‰ใซๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‹็ดฐใ„ๅฃฐใซๅ…จๅ“กใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฐใ•ใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•้šœๅฃใฏไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใš็ด ใง่žใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ้€†ใซ้ฉšใใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹้˜ฒๅฃใชใฎใ ใŒใ€้•ทใ„ๅฐๅฐใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•้šœๅฃใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใช่€…ใŒๅคšใใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ้–“ใงใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๆ‰‹ๆฎตใจใ—ใฆใฎ็ ”็ฉถใฎใฟ้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๆŠ€่ก“ใฏๅคฑใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€้šœๅฃใงใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„่ฉฑใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใจใฃใฆใ‚ใใพใงใ‚ฒใ‚นใƒˆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆฐ—ใŒๅผ•ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅŒๆง˜ใงใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’็ ”็ฉถใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใจใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใŸใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏใ€ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆŠ‘ใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ ใ‘ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใœใฒ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚็งใ‚‚ๅ‰็ทšใพใงๅŒ่กŒใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ ้€ฃใ‚Œใ ใฃใฆๅฐ่ปŠ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€Œใ“ใฎๅฐ่ปŠใ”ใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใ‚’ๅ‰็ทšใธ้€ฒใ‚ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ใจๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅ‰็ทšใงๆŒ‡ๆฎใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚„ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใŒใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใ‚’้€ƒใ—ใŸใใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚้šœๅฃใŒไฝœใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฑ้™บใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๅฐ่ปŠใ‚’ๆ“ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใซๅˆๅ›ณใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใจใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ใ‹ใๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆๅ‰ใธใจ้€ฒใฟใ ใ™ใ€‚ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚„ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใ‚„ใ‚Šใซใใ„......) ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’่ฆ‹่จˆใ‚‰ใฃใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅฑ•้–‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจๅŠ้€ๆ˜ŽใฎๅฃใŒๅœฐ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฒธใ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใฎ็›ดๅพŒใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใŒใ€็ซ็ƒใ‚„ๅฒฉ็Ÿณใ€้ขจใ‚‚ๆฐดใ‚‚ใ€ใ™ในใฆ้šœๅฃใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซ้œงๆ•ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ๅฑžๆ€งใ‚’ๆŒใŸใ›ใชใ„้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ…ท็พๅŒ–ใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ่ค’ใ‚่จ€่‘‰ใจ่งฃๆžใฎๅฃฐใŒๆททใ˜ใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ้šœๅฃใฎ็ถญๆŒใซๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’้›†ไธญใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่ตค้ขใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ (ๆฒป็™’ใจ้šœๅฃใฏๅพ—ๆ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญ) ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ้–ขไฟ‚ใฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใใ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ€้ป™ใฃใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ็ช็„ถใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใ€‚ใฉใ“ใฉใ“?ใ€ ใฉใ‚“ใชๆ„ŸใŒๅƒใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ไธๆ˜Žใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ก—้“ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Š่ฆณๆˆฆใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใŸๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚‚ใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ่€ณใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใใ‚Œใšใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใฏใŠใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰็งใ‚‚ๆˆฆใ„ใซ......ใ‚็—›ใฃ!ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ ญใซใ‚ณใƒ„ใƒณใ€ใจๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฐใ•ใช็Ÿณใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ ็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใชๆ–‡ๅญ—ใงใ€Œ้ป™ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚ใ€ใจใ ใ‘ๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่ฉฆ็ทดใงใ—ใŸ......ใ€ ใ—ใ‚‡ใ‚“ใผใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆๅบงใ‚ŠใชใŠใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ€‚ๆˆฆๅ ดใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใซ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎๅญใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏใ€ๅŒ‚ใ„ใจ็ŸณใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใฆๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใฏใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ้›†่ฝใ‚’ๅฃŠๆป…ใ•ใ›ใŸใ‚ใฎ็”ทใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚
Chapter 146: Magic Kuzemu, who left the room to perform his official duties, entered his private room located in the castle just like that. It's a room for the sake of taking a nap in cases such as when he has no time to return to his principal residence. It's a room that can be obtained and granted only to high-ranking staff members who work in the castle. Because it's a temporary accommodation to the bitter end, it's only provided with a single bed, storage and equipment at the level of being able to prepare tea. Kuzemu, who opened the closet and quickly changed into travelling clothes by putting on a coat, visited the office of the general who commands the soldiers without returning to his own office. "It's me. I'm coming in." (Kuzemu) A maid ran out of the room next to Kuzemu, who entered the room in a familiar manner after giving just a short notice, while fixing her dishevelled dress in a hurry. "Oh, how surprising, Your Excellency, the Prime Minister."magic Even though his manner of speech is polite, the young man is shy while slowly putting his shirt, which had more than half its buttons undone, in order. "Tannin, you bastard became the general who is in charge of this country's army. Think about your reputation a bit." (Kuzemu) "No, no, being wooed by the other side, there's no reason to refuse it either. So, what's wrong for you to have such appearance?" (Tannin) Without even a fraction of timidity, the man called Tannin asks while smoothing down the beard at the tip of his chin with a hand. The appearance of Tannin, who is said to be in the first half of his thirties, is that of a soldier promoted after Kuzemu adjusted the current system. As noble of Horant, he was born into an Earl family as second son. For Kuzemu he is a man that is related to him as nephew. Although he has the ability, his philandering is bad. He had to serve at remote regions many times thanks to his character which wasn't liked by his superiors, but alongside Kuzemu seizing the power, he was summoned and raised to the top of the army after the ministers were disposed of. It was a personnel affair with the reasoning that it would be easier to control the army with a blood relative, but seeing that Tannin's sticky fingers were far worse than expected, Kuzemu regretted it a bit. "A large force of 1000 soldiers from Orsongrande is moving towards this place. Get ready to intercept them immediately. I will come with you as well." (Kuzemu) "Oh dear, if seen from a military viewpoint, we should tightly solidify the entrances of the capital for a defence. What we should do following that is to counter-attack after waiting for the enemy to tire out. That way we will certainly win while our side will have little losses as well." (Tannin) "Moreover it's fine to take it easy as there's no necessity to go to a distant place", Tannin smiles. Kuzemu was hesitating whether to tell him or not with a bitter expression, but "... In the worst case there's the possibility that Nelgal is accompanying Orsongrande's troops. Being supported by guards who are accompanying him as well, countrymen will likely not recognise him even if they were able to see his face, but for him to come to the capital is bad." (Kuzemu) On top of the army's organization, the people, who know about the castle's internal affairs, are mostly those working in the capital or its neighbourhood, some among those stationed in provincial cities and villages and there are also people who haven't entered the castle even once in their life. "In other words, before Nelgal arrives at the capital, we want him to go missing, is what you mean?" (Tannin) "Right. That's why it's necessary to leave here and strike them at once. Currently there are at least 2000 soldiers who can be moved." (Kuzemu) "What about the capital's defence?" (Tannin) "It's fine to forget about it. We will take the reinforced soldiers with us as well. There are around five bodies that can be used, but they will likely serve their role." (Kuzemu) "It can't be helped. After all it's no one other but His Excellency the Prime Minister requesting so." (Tannin) Once he put on a jacket, that had gorgeous decorations, and straightened the neck of his shirt, a strange dignity could be seen which was usually hidden by his non-serious nature. "By the way, what about the aforementioned visitor?" (Tannin) "If it's that man, Gaap is sticking to him. I have entrusted the protection of the castle to Gaap, but it probably won't be a problem." (Kuzemu) "Somehow it appears that a reasonable number among the maids feel inclined towards our visitor. Is this the appearance of a rival, they ask." (Tannin) Once Tannin, who smiled at Kuzemu whose face was blushing, clapped his hands, the maid, who ran out not long ago, entered while looking downward in embarrassment. Tannin stands up as well and when they face each other in the middle of the room, he quickly hugs Levy's waist. "Ah, my precious Levy. I must head to the battlefield from now on. Please, I'd like you to forgive this crime of leaving you behind, my beloved." (Tannin) "Tannin-sama..." (Levy) Stealing the lips of the maid who opened her mouth to mutter words, Tannin, who entangled his tongue with hers up to the point that Kuzemu was on the verge of shouting, put strength into the arm hugging her waist and pressed Levy's thin body against his waist. "I will definitely come back to you. Won't you please keep this room tidy until then? I intend to receive my reward for victory here." (Tannin) The maid nods lightly while leaking a hot sigh due to his large hand stroking her from the waist to below while saying that. "Uncle, no Your Excellency, the Prime Minister, I'd like to request a house for the sake of welcoming her at the dawn of victory, please." (Tannin) For the maid called Levy it's probably her own home, but for Tannin will be a house where he keeps a mistress. "... Got it. However, I rely on you to definitely make sure about the matter just now. I will ascertain it myself as well." (Kuzemu) "Leave it to me. Well then, I entrust the rest to you, Levy." (Tannin) Seeing off Tannin, who leaves the room after giving her a light kiss, Kuzemu begins to prepare for taking out the reinforced soldiers while remembering his anxieties. "They came up to here. No one is allowed to be a hindrance... That's right, let's use those as well. It's not a situation anymore where I should be holding back on releasing those." (Kuzemu) The scenario for after the repelling of Orsongrande. In short, I have to ponder about Hifumi's treatment as well "They have gone out to strike at them? The populace, eh? There's probably things they don't want to show to the people of the castle. Ah~... Nelgal, huh? Even without that, their foundation will get unsteady if it comes to an attack on the capital." "It seems we are to watch home. For caution's sake, it also serves as experiment of the methods we learned from professor. The castle's defence has been strengthened, but it doesn't seem like there will be any chance to test it." Looking at the sight of a large number of people lining up in the square, which was established in the castle, while standing next to Hifumi, Gaap showed a bitter smile. "It looks like they will take 2500 soldiers. 2000 infantrymen, 300 magic soldiers... if it was a defensive battle, there would be a chance for us to have a turn as well, but this time that's unlikely." (Gaap) While he gives a half-hearted answer, the intermediate soldiers, who received Tannin's orders, form up in units. Generally speaking, the infantry is placed in front and behind the magic soldiers. When push comes to shove, the infantry will part left and right so that the magic soldier are able to go to the front. The reinforced soldiers arrived while being tied with chains that appear to be magic tools. All of the five reinforced soldiers will apparently walk in the front row. "It looks like the big ones aren't used as anything but a wall anymore." (Hifumi) That's a wise move Weapons, which have the measures to oppose them revealed, are worthless as hidden aces. Capitalizing on their pointless sturdiness, they will likely serve as bulwark against the spear throwers which Orsongrande will probably use. Meanwhile the departure started beginning with the front row. A weird carriage follows behind the ranks and files. Five horses slowly pull the large carriage which is similar to a prefab hut with wheels attached to it. "Oh, those are..." (Gaap) Starting to explain, Gaap cast down his eyes after raising his voice with an [Ah] . "I-I'm sorry. To tell you the details about those..." (Gaap) "Are those strong?" (Hifumi) "... Stronger than the reinforced soldiers. It's something that was later on further developed by me. Please forgive me, but any more than that ((is impossible))." (Gaap) Hifumi, who judged that it's apparently something fun going by his look, got excited by the existence of a secret weapon even he doesn't know about and due to the general of Horant appearing to not be an idiot. "Yea, that's just right." (Hifumi) "Huh?" (Gaap) "If you don't have something at this level, you won't be interesting as study case for Alyssa and Imeraria. Isn't that fine?" (Hifumi) Gaap doesn't comprehend the role of the man in front of his eyes. "H-However, although you say that, I was told that it might be harsh even with more than twice the military force if one takes on those weapons..." (Gaap) Doesn't he notice that he is praising himself by saying such a thing? Even while keeping the details of those weapons ambiguous, Gaap talks about their threat. However, all of that was ignored by Hifumi with a smile. "It's fine. If they die with just this much, that's all there is to them. Will they try to hit someone collectively towards the direction of winning? That will only increase the numbers to be hit." (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi smoothly saying "The beastmen and such are easy prey as well", Gaap realized. Hifumi doesn't take enemies or allies into consideration. His level of perception of them is just the colour difference of game pieces clashing against each other. He turns his sight at the box-shaped carriage with the weapons on it. (If this swaying Horant wins, it will result in us fighting the beastmen which would be brought along by this Hifumi-san next. And, if we won against them as well, next...) If we lose, it will be the end, but even if we won, the next battle would come. As long as this man exists, Horant will be engulfed in endless battles. "Hifumi-sama, the preparations for your meal are finished." "Lunch has been made by us. We will be happy if it suits your taste." Three maids approached as they held down their skirts which fluttered in the wind on the rooftop while facing Hifumi with fleeting glances of upturned eyes. "Ah, really? Thanks." (Hifumi) Once Hifumi thanks them, the maids drag him to the dining hall by pulling Hifumi's hands while looking happy. The soldiers, who are on guard duty on the rooftop, looking at that enviously made Gaap uneasy as he watched. "Dangerous guys might appear to be attractive. I can't understand." (Gaap) Those are egoistic thoughts, but above being taught skills, I'd like to have Hifumi go back home as soon as possible "Tannin! Is this a situation where you can laugh around care-freely!?" (Kuzemu) Tanning and Kuzemu, who were together on a carriage at around the middle of the ranks, tried to cope with coming into contact with the enemy faster than they imagined, but they suffered fierce attacks from Orsongrande's side at their vanguard. It's the second day after departing from the capital. It's the period when the sun is at the zenith. If it was like war until now, both armies, once they knew about nearing the enemy, would have representatives hold a conference and meanwhile take up positions. Clashing against each other was formerly the basics, but Orsongrande, which confirmed Horant's reinforced soldiers according to the news from the front row, began to fire spears already after having observed them for several seconds. "I also know about the power of those spears. But, if it's the reinforced soldiers who don't feel any pain, it's irrelevant, isn't it?" (Tannin) "That is..." (Kuzemu) According to what the soldier, who came to relay information, said, Orsongrande's spears, which were shot precisely, destroyed the feet and knees of the reinforced soldiers in a flash and on top of restricting their movement, the spears were focussed at their heads. "Before I head over here, two heads were destroyed and they became incapable of acting." "H-Have the magic soldiers attack! After all there are no remarkable magicians in Orsongrande!" Due to the shouting Kuzemu, Tannin had their magicians step forward and ordered them to attack from a distance. "During that time, please take the aforementioned gross ((things)) in the rear along. Let's have this finished by using those." (Tannin) "I-Is that alright?" The soldier and Kuzemu opened their eyes widely due to Tannin mentioning to use their treasured weapons even though the battle started just now. "It's fine. We will look like idiots if we lose due to being unwilling to deploy them, right? These things will end up routing them if they aren't completely blocked by the enemy side bundling its strength. Hey, hurry up!" (Tannin) Seeing off the runner who dashes away, Tannin grumbled. "Well, if we make a bit of a comeback with magic, our chance of winning probably won't be shaken as we outweigh them by numbers." (Tannin) Due to that remark, Kuzemu released the tension which entered his shoulders. "If we don't finish it quickly, the castle's beauties might get stolen by our guest." (Tannin) While talking about something ridiculous, Tannin stood up and took his beloved sword which was sheathed in a flashy scabbard that had jewels embedded within. "Where are you going?" (Kuzemu) "I'm off to the front line for a bit. At these times something called "morale" is important." (Tannin) Accepting the reins of his favourite horse, which was made to run along the carriage, from a soldier, he easily jumps on top of the saddle. "Well then, Your Excellency, the Prime Minister. See you later." (Tannin) The ones being surprised by the sudden enemy contact wasn't just Kuzemu's army. "Aren't we uncivilized to shoot spears all of a sudden!?" (Imeraria) "What stupid stuff are you talking about? It's obvious that it's the enemy if those reinforced soldiers are there. You should praise Fokalore's soldiers, who splendidly knocked them down after taking the initiative, and the kingdom's soldiers who are doing their best in protecting them." (Origa) "Uugununu..." (Imeraria) Nelgal revealed a wry smile at Imeraria and Origa quarrelling thanks to the fact that there won't be any help after watching his surroundings. Alyssa has quickly gone to the front where the soldiers of Fokalore are and hands out commands for the sake of assigning targets. Sabnak was driven away to confirm information and Vaiya was at the front line to begin with. For not only Fokalore but Orsongrande's royal army to shoot their spear throwers in alignment is probably Vaiya's decision. A knight, who came running from the front line, shouts towards Sabnak. "It looks like we were successful in making the reinforced soldiers mostly powerless! I don't know the total number of enemies, but we were able to confirm that their files and ranks are continuing equal to our numbers or above them!" "How about the enemy's movements?" (Sabnak) Sabnak hands over a cup filled with water while asking. "Thank you very much. The enemy is recovering from the temporary confusion, the infantrymen, who were behind the reinforced soldiers, are showing movements towards spreading out left and right." "Sabnak-san, isn't there any chance to tell them our side of the story?" (Imeraria) Sabnak answered Imeraria's question with a [Though it's regrettable, but no] . "At least until the long distance battle ends, it will probably be difficult. Seeing that it's very probable for magic soldiers being over there, I won't allow it as Your Majesty will be defenceless." (Sabnak) "And if it turns into a rally with our side's magic soldiers?" (Imeraria) "That might be hard." (Sabnak) The number of Orsongrande's magic soldiers is, to say it frankly, Their skill levels are low as well. If someone at Origa's joined the army, they would probably climb to the top of the magic soldiers in the twinkling of an eye. "Since their numbers are low, it will take the shape of waiting until the opponent's side runs out of mana by using a platform wagon as shield for a while, if it turns into a rally of magic. In that case, it means that we will be pinned down after leaving from here..." (Sabnak) Going by past measurements versus magicians, enduring with large shields was considered to be an established tactic, but they weren't able to disregard human losses either. Once everyone turns their sight towards the fragile voice, there was the elf Puuse who raised her small hand. "Can't you use a magic barrier?" (Puuse) Due to Sabnak plainly asking by reflex, Puuse is surprised and explains it briefly. To put it simply, it's a magic bulwark against magic, but there are many elves who have become strong at it because of the long sealing. Puuse can use it as well. However, because only magic as means of attack was advanced in research among humans, that type of skill ended up being lost. "If you like, I can help you with the barrier, I think." (Puuse) It was a welcome offer but, Sabnak feels reluctant to have her, who is just a guest to the bitter end, participate in the battle. Even for Imeraria it's the same. She had the drive of wanting to observe it as person who researches magic, but she restrained herself with The only one not restraining herself is Origa. "That's wonderful. Please show us by all means. I will accompany you to the front line, too." (Origa) "Ah, yes." (Puuse) Even a platform wagon got taken. "Please wait." (Imeraria) "Good grief", Imeraria, who shook her head, gives the instruction [We will advance to the front line together with this platform wagon] . "It's probably better if you take command at the front as well, Sabnak-san. At any rate, Nelgal-sama and me don't want to miss an opportunity to make a speech. If they are able to deploy a barrier, there will likely be little danger, too." (Imeraria) Once Sabnak gives a signal to the soldier steering the platform wagon, the soldiers begin to advance to the front by pushing their way through. When Puuse starts to chant, Origa's and Imeraria's gazes focus on her. (That's not easy to do...) While being stared at with serious eyes, Puuse, who chose the timing on her own discretion, deploys her mana and a faintly translucent wall extends by seemingly boiling up from the ground. Immediately following that, magic attacks started from Horant's side, but fireballs, rocks, wind and water, all of it scatters at the moment it comes in contact with the barrier. "This is amazing." "I see, it's the materialization of mana that holds no attribute..." Within the mix of praising and analysing voices, Puuse blushed while concentrating her consciousness on the preservation of the barrier. (It's because I'm good at healing and barriers though.) Puuse decided to stay silent about her being utterly useless in regards to offensive magic. "Aah!" (Origa) Suddenly Origa stood up and raised her voice. "Hifumi-sama is watching." (Origa) "Eh? From where?" Although it's unknown how she sensed him, just as Origa says, Hifumi was care-freely observing from a place separated from the highway. Even the rabbit beastwoman Viine, who heard Hifumi's name, shifted her ears and head in hurry, but she wasn't able to find him. "I can't stay like this. If we are observed by Hifumi-sama, I will fight as well... ouch!" What hit the head of Origa, who stood up while grasping her wand in a hurry, with a clunk was a small stone wrapped in a parchment. Only [Stay silent and watch] in Hifumi's poor handwriting is written on it. "Now that he mentions it, this is Alyssa's trial..." (Origa) Behind Origa, who sat down once again while being downhearted, the tigerboy Malfas, who was nervous due to the atmosphere of a battlefield, whiffed, looked in the direction from where the stone came flying, opened his mouth and became stiff. The figure of Hifumi, which Malfas discovered, was that of the man who destroyed his village.
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32.Message In A Bottle ใ€ๆญป่€…ใซใชใฃใฆๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ไฝฟ่€…ใ€‘ ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใƒ„ใ‚กใƒผไพฏ็ˆตๅฎถๆฌก็”ทใฎใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใŒใ€ๅๅใฎ่ญท่ก›ใจๅŒๆ•ฐใฎไพๅพ“ใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ใใฎๅงฟใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๆˆปใฃใฆๆฅใŸๆ™‚ใ‚’ๆ„่ญ˜ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ›ใŸใƒ“ใƒฉใ‚’ๅทปใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒ‘ใƒฌใƒผใƒ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆง˜็›ธใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ’’ใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ“ใƒฉใซใฏใ€โ€œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณใŸใฃใฆใฎ้ก˜ใ„ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใƒปใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใƒ„ใ‚กใƒผใฏๆฐ‘ใฎๅนณๅ’Œใจๅฎ‰ๅฏงใฎ็‚บใฎไฝฟ่€…ใจใชใฃใŸโ€ใจๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใพใ ใพใ ่ญ˜ๅญ—็Ž‡ใฏไฝŽใ„ใ€‚ๆ‹พใ†่€…ใฏๅฑ…ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ชญใ‚€ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไธ€้ƒจใฎ้…”ใฃๆ‰•ใ„ใ‚„ใŠ่ชฟๅญ่€…ใ ใ‘ใŒๆญ“ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๆดพๆ‰‹ๅฅฝใใช่ฒดๆ—ใ‚’ๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใฎๆ–นใŒใšใฃใจๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ 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ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅˆฅใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚„ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใจๅ…ฑใซๅคงๆ€ฅใŽใง็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๆˆปใฃใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใ€ๆ—…ใฎๅŸƒใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใฎใ‚‚ใใ“ใใ“ใซใ€ๆ€ฅใŽใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใธๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ็™ปๅŸŽใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€ใใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใฆ็™ปๅŸŽใ‚’่จฑใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚’ๅŠดใ„ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใธๆ…ฐๅŠดใจใ—ใฆใ„ใใฐใใ‹ใฎ้‡‘ใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎๅ ฑ้…ฌใ‚’ๆธกใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅง‹ใ‚ใฏ้ ๆ…ฎใ—ใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ ใŒใ€็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆ็›ดใ™ๅ…ƒๆ‰‹ใซใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅŠใฐๅผทๅผ•ใซๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝขใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚’็Ž‹ๆ—ๅดใซๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šใจๆƒนใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณๅˆใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎ้‡‘้Šญใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฟ‘ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸ่€…ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่พผใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๅฎ‰ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸๅพŒใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ ใ‘ใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจ้•ทๆ™‚้–“ใฎๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚’่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใงๅŠ›ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใซใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจๅฏพๆฑบใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจๅฑๆƒงใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใถใ‚Šใ‚’่ฟ‘ใใง่ฆ‹ใฆใใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่žใใŸใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‹ใ‚ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒใ“ใ“ใพใงใฎๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่ฆ‹้€šใ—ใฎ็”˜ใ•ใŒๅ•้กŒใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅ€‹ไบบใฎๆญฆใŒๅผทใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅคšๆ•ฐใจๅคšๆ•ฐใฎๆˆฆใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใจใ€ๅฝผใฎ้žๅธธ่ญ˜ใ•ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่ช่ญ˜ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใŸใ—ใซใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใซใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใปใฉๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๅฅฝใ‚€่€…ใŒใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใพใง้ฎฎใ‚„ใ‹ใซๆ•ตๅœฐใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใฏใ€่ชฐใซใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ€ใ„ใŒใ‘ใชใ„ไบ‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๅ€‹ไบบใจใ—ใฆๅผทใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ใง็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏ้™ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚็Ž‹ๆ—ใ‚„้จŽๅฃซใจใ—ใฆใฎๆ•™่‚ฒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใใŸไบŒไบบใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€ๅ€‹ใ‚’่ฒซใไบ‹ใซๆญฃ็›ดใชไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ€ๆˆฆ็•ฅใ‚„ๆˆฆ่ก“ใซใพใง็ฒพ้€šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚้ŽๅŽปใซไพ‹ใฎ็„กใ„ใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใงใ€ๆœ€ๅฐ้™ใฎ็Š ็‰ฒใงใ‚„ใ‚Š้‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใจใฏไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆดป่บใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๆ–น้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸๅ•†ไบบ้”ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆ ผๅฅฝใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ—ขใซ็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใงโ€œ็ดฐๅ‰ฃใฎ้จŽๅฃซๆง˜โ€ใŒๅ‘ณๆ–นใซใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็Š ็‰ฒใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใšใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๅœงๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง่‹ฑ้›„่ญšใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฉฑใŒๅบƒใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคšๅฐ‘่ช‡ๅผตใฏใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒ็œŸๅฎŸใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใซใจใฃใฆๅ‰ๅ ฑใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒ้€†ใซใ‚ฟใƒใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไบบๆฐ—ใŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆๆฌฒใ—ใใชใ„็Ž‹ๅŸŽใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใจใ„ใฃใฆๅฏพๅฟœใŒใงใใšใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขไธ€ไบบใฎไบบๆฐ—ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็•ๆ•ฌใฎๅฟตใฏใ€ใใฃใใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผใฏ่‹ฑ้›„ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใซ็‹‚ไบบใงใ™ใ€‚ๆˆฆใ„ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™็’ฐๅขƒใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ่ก—ใจไบบใ‚’่‚ฒใฆใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใ€ๆ•ขใˆใฆๅผทใ„่จ€่‘‰ใงใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซไผใˆใŸใ€‚่จ€ใ†ใพใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็Ž‹ๅฅณไธปๅฐŽใง็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๆˆใ›ใชใ„็ญ–ใธใฎๅฟ…่ฆใช่ธใฟๅฐใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ่จฑใ—ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใซ็ญ–ใ‚’็Œฎใ˜ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่จฑใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒ่€ƒใˆใŸ็ญ–ใฏใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐโ€œๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใฎใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใงใ‚ใ‚‹โ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ไปŠใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใŒๆกใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใจใ—ใŸๅ ้ ˜ๅœฐใฏใ€ๆœฌๆฅไธ่ฆใช้ ˜ๅœฐใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไปŠๅพŒ็ตฑๆฒปใ—ใฆใ„ใใซใ‚‚้›ฃใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใพใšใฏใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚’ไฝฟ่€…ใซไฝฟใฃใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๆŒ‘็™บใ—ใ€ๆ—งใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ้ ˜ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใ‚’ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฏกๅ…ตใงๅ ้ ˜ๅพŒ้–“ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใ‚„ๅ—้ ˜ใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆˆฆใ†้–“ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๆ—งใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ้ ˜ใฎ็„กๆกไปถๆ”พๆฃ„ใชใฉไธ€ๅฎšใฎ่ญฒๆญฉใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๅฏ†ใ‹ใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎ็ต‚ๆˆฆๅ”ๅฎšใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใใ‚‰ใใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใฏๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใชใฉใซๅ‡บๅ‘ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใฏๅคšๆ•ฐใŒๆญปใฌใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆˆฆๆžœใฏ้ ญๆ‰“ใกใซใชใ‚Šใ€ๅนณๅ’Œใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๅฎฃไผใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅ…ตใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใพใšๆœ€ๅˆใฎไธๅฎ‰ใฏใใ“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒๆŒ™ๅ…ตใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้ฃŸใ„็ ดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใชใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซใฏๅคšใใฎๅ…ตใงไปฅใฆๅๆ’ƒใซๅ‡บใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใใฆใฏใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚็ทๅŠ›ใ‚’ไปฅใฆๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏๆป…ใถใจๆ€ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹็จ‹ใฎๆŒ‘็™บใŒๅฟ…่ฆใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅ’Œๅนณใฎไฝฟ่€…ใซๆŒ‘็™บใฎๆ–‡ๆ›ธใ‚’ๆŒใŸใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ€่€ƒใˆใ•ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚’ไธ‹ใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€็ฟŒๆ—ฅใซใฏใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚’ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใŒๆฅใŸใจใ€ๆ„ๆฐ—ๆšใ€…ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ…ƒใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใ€็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ็‚บใซใฏไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ ๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ“ใจใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใธใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆธกใ—ใŸๆ›ธ้ขใŒๅ…ˆใซๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใ‚’ใ•ใ—ๅ‡บใ›ใ€ใ‹ใ€ ๅˆ่€ใฎๅง”ๅ“กใฏใ€ๅทฅไฝœๅ“กใ‹ใ‚‰ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ้ขใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใฏๅฝผไปฅๅค–ใฎๅง”ๅ“กใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ก—ใธใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚„ๅฏพๅฟœใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใใ‚Šใงใ€ไผš่ญฐๅ ดใซใฏๅฝผใ ใ‘ใŒๅฑ…ใŸใ€‚ใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใจใ„ใ†ๅใฎใ“ใฎ็”ทๆ€งใŒไปฃ่กจใ‚’ๅ‹™ใ‚ใ‚‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฏใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎๅง”ๅ“กใŒไปฃ่กจใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎไธญใงๆœ€ใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅ…ตใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ ใ‘ใซ็•™ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ้–“ใ‚‚ใชใไป–ใฎๅง”ๅ“กใ‚‚้›†ใพใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅคงๅ‡ก้…ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ›ฝๅœŸใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘้ƒฝๅธ‚้˜ฒ่ก›ใŒ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ˜Ž็ขบใซ่กจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็‰นใซๅ›ฝๅขƒใซ่ฟ‘ใ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฏใ€้˜ฒ่ก›ใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚’ๅฟ…ๆญปใง่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ก—ใŒ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ใซใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใŒ้ฃŸใ„่พผใ‚“ใงๆฅใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงๆ—ขใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏ็“ฆ่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ้”่ฆณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅ›ฐใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ๅ•้กŒใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๆ›ธ้ขใซใคใ„ใฆใ ใ€‚ ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใจใ„ใ†ๅทฅไฝœๅ“กใŒ้™ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซๆ–น้ขใงๆดปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใฏใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใฆไบ‹ใŒๅŽใพใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็พๅœจใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏ่กŒๆ–นไธๆ˜Žใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ›ธ้ขใŒๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซๆ–น้ขใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’่žใๅ‡บใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏๅง”ๅ“กไผšใซๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚30ใ™ใŽใฎๅฐ็”ทใงใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฎๅฐ่ฑกใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ๅฐ็‹กใ„ๅฐ่ฑกใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่„…ๅจใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซ่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็Šถๆณใ‚’ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ„Ÿไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ไบŒๅบฆ็›ฎใฎๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใซใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏ็พใ‚Œใšใ€ไป–ใฎๅทฅไฝœๅ“กใซๆŽขใ•ใ›ใŸใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚„็ฃไบบๆ—ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใธๅ…ฅใฃใŸใจใฏ่€ƒใˆ้›ฃใใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใง่ฟ‘ใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไผๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธๆธกใฃใŸใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่‡ช็„ถใ ใŒใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธใฎๅ•ใ„ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใซใฏใ€ๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใฎ่จ˜้Œฒใฏ็„กใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆญฃๅผใชๅ›ž็ญ”ใŒๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใฏใพใ‚‹ใงไฟก็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซๅผทใ„่ฟฝๆฑ‚ใฏใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจไบ‹ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใธๅ…ตใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงๅœงๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ€ๅ ดๅˆใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏไบŒๆญฃ้ขใฎๅฏพๅฟœใ‚’ๅผทใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็”ณใ—ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ‘ณๆ–นใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€็„ก็ขใซใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ ใ‘ใงใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใŒใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจ็ต„ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใšใฃใจๆœ‰ๅˆฉใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€่‡ช็„ถใจๅฏพๅฟœ็ญ–ใฏ็ตžใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใฎ่€ƒใˆใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰2ๆ™‚้–“ใ‹ใ‘ใฆ้›†ใพใฃใŸๅง”ๅ“กไผšใซใฆใ€็‰นใซๅๅฏพๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚‚็„กใๆ‰ฟ่ชใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ็พ็Šถใฎใพใพใงใฏๆ›ธ้ขใฎ้€šใ‚Šใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏ็„กๆกไปถใงใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅฑžๅ›ฝๅŒ–ใ‹ๅธๅŽใฎ้“ใ—ใ‹ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ไปŠใฏ่ฌ›ๅ’Œใ‚„่ฆๆฑ‚ใซใฏๅฟœใ˜ใšใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏๅ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’้›†็ตใ—ใ€ใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚’ๅฅช้‚„ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใฉไธ€ๅฎšใฎๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’ๆŒ™ใ’ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใฎไบคๆธ‰ใซๆœ›ใ‚€ใ€‚ ๆˆฆๅŠ›ใฎ็ณพๅˆใŒๅ‡บๆฅๆฌก็ฌฌใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใฏ็ทๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒ™ใ’ใฆใƒญใƒผใƒŒใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚’ไปฃ่กจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ไฝฟ็ฏ€ๅ›ฃใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธๅบฆ่ก—ใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใงใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใจ้˜ฒๅฃๅทฅไบ‹ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฆ™ใซๆดพๆ‰‹ใช้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’้€ฃใ‚ŒใŸ20ๅ็จ‹ใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸๆ™‚ใ€่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใ‚„ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏ่ฒดๆ—ใŒๆฅใŸใจ่บซๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใจ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ๅฃใซใฏใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่ฑๅฝขใฎ็ฉดใ‚’ๆ˜Žใ‘ใฆใŠใใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ€Œๅฃใซ็ฉดใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใกใพใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฏใใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ ่‹ฅใ„ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใซๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใŸใกใฏ่ก—ใธๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใŒ่กŒใๅฑŠใ„ใŸๅ…ตใฎๅฏพๅฟœใฏใ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆฅ่จช่€…ใซใ‚‚ใ€ใŸใจใˆใใ‚ŒใŒ่ฒดๆ—ใ ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก็คผใช! ็งใฏๆใ‚Œๅคšใใ‚‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šไปปๅ‘ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ’Œๅนณใฎไฝฟ่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใƒ„ใ‚กใƒผไพฏ็ˆตๅฎถใฎใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใ ใž! ่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰ไธ‹่ณŽใชไธ€ๅ…ตๅ’ใซๆคœ้–ฒใชใฉๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹่ฌ‚ใ‚Œใฏใชใ„!ใ€ ๅ…ตใซ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่™šๆ „ๅฟƒใซ้šœใฃใŸใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใฏ้†œใๅ–šใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใซ้€š้Žใ—ใŸใ™ในใฆใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ใƒ•ใƒชใƒผใƒ‘ใ‚นใง้€šใฃใฆใใŸใฎใซใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅˆใ‚ใฆ้€šๅธธใฎๆคœๆŸปใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใฎใŒไธๆบ€ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๅ’Œๅนณใฎไฝฟ่€…ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใŒๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚€ใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใฏใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฎ็„ก็คผใชๆˆใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚Š่€…ใ ใชใ€‚ใตใ‚“ใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใŒไธปใชใ‚‰ใ€้ƒจไธ‹ใฎๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏไฟบใฎ่ก—ใ ใ€‚ไฟบใŒๆณ•ใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฅดใปใฉไฝ•ใ‚’ๆŒใก่พผใ‚€ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ชฟในใชใ„ใจใชใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ‹่ณŽใช่€…ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใžใ€ไพฏ็ˆตๅฎถใฎ็งใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚้€ฒใ‚ใ‚ใ€ ้ฆญ่€…ใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใฆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹็™ฝๅˆƒใŒใใ‚‰ใ‚ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็žฌๆ™‚ใซ้–“ใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŠœใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใซใฏใ€็ช็„ถใฎไบ‹ใซๆ…„ใใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใฎ้ก”ใŒๆ˜ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใƒใฃ......ใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’......ใ€ ใ€Œ่จ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงใฏไฟบใŒๆณ•ใ ใ€‚ๅพ“ใ‚ใชใ„ใชใ‚‰็Šฏ็ฝช่€…ใจใ—ใฆๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’็ด…ๆฝฎใ•ใ›ใฆๆฅ่พฑใซ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใ ใŒใ€็ตๅฑ€ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅœงๅŠ›ใซใฏๆŠ—ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใง่ทๅฐใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใๅ…ตใ‚’ๆจช็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’้š ใใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใฏใ€้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใง่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใ€็งใซใ“ใ“ใพใงใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใฏใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช......ใ€‚็งใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅ‹…ๅ‘ฝใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎใธ่ตดใไฝฟ่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใžใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ญ”ใˆใšใ€ๅŽณ้‡ใซๅฐๅฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฐ็ฎฑใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ไธๅฏงใซ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ไธญใซใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏ็ใ—ใ„็ด”็™ฝใฎ็ด™ใŒๆŠ˜ใ‚ŠใŸใŸใ‚“ใง่œœ่‹ใงๅฐใ˜ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆชๆ›ธใ ใž! ่ฒดๆง˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฅดใŒ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„!ใ€ ๅ–šใใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‰‹ใซใจใฃใŸ็ด™ใ‚’้™ฝใฎๅ…‰ใซ้€ใ‹ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใจ่ฆชๆ›ธใ‚’ๅ…ƒ้€šใ‚Šใซๅฐๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…ตใซๅ…ƒใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๆˆปใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ„ใ„ใ€้€šใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆšใˆใฆใŠใ‘ใ‚ˆไธ‹้ƒŽใ‚ใ€‚็งใŒใ“ใฎไฝฟๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ—ใŸๅพŒใงใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’ใจใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅพŒๆ‚”ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€ใพใ‚้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Œใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’็„กใใ—ใฆๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใซๆˆปใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ€ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใฏ้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒ้›ขใ‚Œใฆ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใใชใ‚‹ใพใง็จใฟใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใง?ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฐๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ…ƒใธ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ“€ใ‚Œใช้“ๅŒ–ใ ใ€‚็œŸๅ‰ฃใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅคšๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ†ไผšใ‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒใงใพใŸๆˆฆใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚่ปใฎๅ†็ทจใจ็งปๅ‹•ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใฃใฆใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ›ใฃใ‹ใๆ™‚้–“ใซไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๅฟตๅ…ฅใ‚Šใซๆญ“่ฟŽใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚ใ€ใพใŸๅฟ™ใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใžใ€ ่‰ฒใ€…ใจใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใซไฝœใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใจใ€่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚‚่ปฝใใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใฎไฝœๆฅญๆ‰€ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ ญใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ“ใ‚Œใจใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‡ใ‚ขใŒๆนงใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸๆˆฆไบ‰ใธใฎไบˆๆ„Ÿใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใพใ‚‹ไบŒ้€ฑ้–“ๅพŒใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅฝผใฎไบˆๆƒณใ‚’่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ๅฝขใง็พๅฎŸใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 32: Message In A Bottle Debold, the second son of the Muntzer marquis family, brought ten guards and ten chamberlains with him as he left the royal capital. It all looked like a parade-like spectacle, with leaflets prepared for him rolling around. That was something Hifumi clearly saw when he returned to the royal capital with Alyssa. On the scattered leaflets, "According to princess Imeraria's wish, for the sake of the peace and harmony of the nation, Debold Muntzer has become the peace envoy", could be read. Despite it being the royal capital, the literacy rate was low. So even though some people picked up the leaflets, the extent of those who could read them was practically non-existent. Part of the crowd, consisting of drunkards and carefree people, were cheering loudly. But the huge majority were coldly appraising the flamboyant noble. Like the people below, on the castle's balcony, Imeraria saw them off with a cold gaze. "Imeraria, did you need me?" The one who called out to her was the Third Knight Unit's Pajou. "Oh, it's Pajou." Turning around and seeing Pajou's face, Imeraria relaxed a little. "With this, I too, for the government's sake, have sacrificed someone else, haven't I?" Imeraria spoke but then mocked herself. [No, the first victim should be he who is hailed as a hero] "Debold was aiming for you, Imeraria. In my humble opinion, shouldn't this be viewed as self-defense? Besides, the one who suggested this was me, so let me be the one to shoulder the sin of sacrificing that man." "... I'm sincerely happy over having your loyalty. Well then, in order for that plan to not come to naught, we can't do anything but advance, can we?" Following Imeraria, Pajou left the balcony and the two entered Imeraria's office. Pajou was tormented with a sense of regret. Not because of the plan with sacrificing someone, but mainly due to what she had previously told Imeraria. Earlier, after having separated from Hifumi, Kasha and Sabnak joined Pajou, who had already returned to the royal capital. In order to quickly report to Imeraria, the three briskly cleaned themselves off and arrived at the castle gates. As they had previously received remuneration from Hifumi as well, Kasha did show some restraint in the beginning, but she was eventually forced to accept the gold as funds to start her life anew. While Imeraria, on the other hand, was thinking that if they could use some money to win over someone having been close to Hifumi, it would be a cheap price to pay in the long run. After all, if Hifumi kept going like this, continuing the war and building up strength, who knows when he would have a full-blown confrontation with Orsongrande. Fearing that, Imeraria wanted to hear Pajou's opinion, having seen Hifumi's manner of fighting close up. As the report concluded and Sabnak and Kasha stepped back, Pajou began a long follow-up session with Imeraria. "At first I didn't think Hifumi would be able to accomplish numerous amounts of military achievements as he has now. This, of course, is a matter of my predictions being too naive since we knew that only his individual military prowess was strong. But him having experienced countless battles, it seems that we still underestimated his absurdness." "Imeraria. I can say that I'm of the same opinion. The prime minister would also agree with us on this conclusion. No one could have expected that his love for battle would enable him to brilliantly take control of the enemies territory with such ease." While someone may be strong individually, it doesn't mean he will survive on the battlefield. And as far as the two of them, having undergone training for nobility and knights respectively, in terms of strategy and tactics, Hifumi's an expert. Besides using methods never seen before, he also had the lowest amount of possible casualties... those were all completely unexpected accomplishments. News of Hifumi's activities had been brought to the royal capital by merchants coming from Vichy, and had already become the topic of conversation within the capital. Everywhere you went you could hear how the "Knight of the Slender Sword", with barely any casualties or losses, had overwhelmed Vichy. It was just as it was in one of those heroic tales. It was slightly exaggerated, but mostly true. Something that should've been good news for Orsongrande was conversely quite unpleasant. Even if the Royal castle didn't want Hifumi's popularity to rise, there wasn't much they could do about it. If it continued like this, Hifumi may take away all the popularity Imeraria was having, as well as the sense of respect towards the royal castle, for himself. "He really is a hero, but above that, he's a lunatic. He's nurturing both cities and the people within them for the sake of fighting, and creating environments in which he can kill others." Using intentionally strong words, Pajou told Imeraria. "If you'd forgive me, I have a plan I'd like to present to you." "Go ahead, let me hear about it." The plan Pajou had thought about was, simply put, 'to make it seem like Imeraria was the one who ended the final war'. That Arosel, while under Orsongrandes control, was essentially an unnecessary territory and would be difficult to govern. First of all, they'd use Debold as a messenger to provoke Vichy into dispatching troops to take back their previous territory. While they're fighting Hifumi in territories such as Fokalore, which he had just recently been bestowed, or Arosel which has recently become occupied, Imeraria would unconditionally surrender Vichy's former territories with an absolute concession. Lastly, they'd secretly make an agreement to cease hostilities. Pajou planned to achieve these plans all in one go. "Debold will probably be killed. And the majority of the soldiers leaving for Arosel and the like will die as well. But with this, Hifumi's military gains will reach its limit. And we'll then publicize that you were the one who brought back the peace." "Vichy's soldiers should be able to hold Hifumi back, shouldn't they?" First of all, the initial unrest would be over there. And as a result of Vichy taking up arms, they should be able to tear into Hifumi and afflict some damage. "That being the case, we need to have Vichy counterattacking with a lot of soldiers. It's necessary to provoke them to the extent they believe that unless they attack with all their power, they'll have no option but to face ruin. For that purpose, we have the peace envoy bringing a provoking letter." "...Please give it some thought." Having returned for the day, Imeraria called Debold to her office the next day. Finally, his own turn has come. Catching a glance of Debold triumphantly striding over towards Imeraria, Pajou saw him off with a mix of remorse and resolve. It's for the sake of the country! Understandably, Vichy's central council received the letter Hifumi sent first. "Hand over Beirevra, huh?" Scanning over the letter presented by their spy, the elderly council member let out a sigh. Right now he was the only member in the room. All the other members were spending their time dealing with their own cities. He was called Minoson, a city representative of the city located furthest away from Orsongrande, so after having gathered an assuring amount of soldiers, he stopped. The other council members had plans to gather soldiers soon as well but were generally behind schedule. Their territories were whittled away, making it clear that just defending the city would prove hard. The cities near the national border were frantically thinking up any means of defending their cities. If Minoson's city was attacked, it meant that Vichy would've already collapsed at that point in time. Of course, he wouldn't not make any great effort just because of that. War is unchanging. For the sake of a new era, any powerful people on the losing side would have to be sacrificed. That's just the way it is. "Even so, this is troublesome." The problem was the letter lying in front of him. Concerning giving up the spy called Beirevra, Minoson was well aware of what had happened over by Arosel. If giving him over would end all this, it would've been a good option. But currently, Beirevra's whereabouts were unknown. He was summoned before the council before this letter's arrival, where he briefed them on the news from Arosel. He was a man past thirty, with a small stature, and facial features giving him a cunning expression. With the threat of Hifumi approaching Vichy, and himself being summoned, perhaps he suspected something. The second time he was summoned, he never appeared. Other spies looked for him but found nothing. It's quite unlikely he went towards Orsongrande or the Beast's territory. It would seem natural if he were to use one of the intermediaries he got close to in dealing with the distribution of the magical tools to cross over to Horant. But an inquiry was made, and Horant responded with a formal letter that there were no records of him crossing the border. Minoson didn't believe them at all though. After all, if Vichy takes an aggressive stance against Orsongrande, Horant making a display of gathering soldiers it would apply some pressure. A proposal would then have been made so that depending on the situation, both Horant and Vichy would attack, forcing Orsongrande to defend on two fronts at once. They were allies, although it wasn't an alliance without obstacles. It'd be hard if it was only Vichy, but granted that Horant were to join them, they could turn the tables on Orsongrande. "Doing that, they will have to wrack their brains on the spot for a countermeasure." The council members gathered within two hours. They didn't really have any opposing opinions, so Minoson's plan was approved. Currently, in accordance with the letter, there are no other alternatives than Vichy unconditionally becoming a vassal state of Orsongrande, or being completely absorbed. For the moment, Vichy won't respond to the demands or talks of reconciliations. They will gather the troops from all their cities and recapture some city-states. After an assured victory, they'd enter negotiations with Orsongrande. They planned to go all out. As soon as they finished rallying their forces, they would march towards Rhone en masse. By the time Debold and the delegation representing Orsongrande entered Fokalore, Hifumi had just instructed the dwarfs to construct a protective wall at the city entrance. When a strange gaudy carriage, followed by around 20 people became visible, the guards and general populace got ready to welcome the incoming noble. Hifumi, however, ignored them and continued talking with the dwarfs. "So, make some diamond shaped holes in the wall, like this." "Is it really okay, making a hole in the wall ?" "Haha, I see." While the young dwarf was admiring Hifumi's knowledge, Debold and company entered the city. Nevertheless, the soldiers under Hifumi's leadership were thorough. Even if the traveler came from within the country, and even if they were an aristocrat, they were to be completely checked. "How rude! I'm the Muntzer marquis family's amazing Debold, a peace envoy appointed by her highness princess Imeraria! You lowly soldier bastards have no reason to do an inspection!" Stopping the carriage, the soldiers were interfered with by the vain Debold, as he shouted at them with an ugly face. They could freely pass all other cities until Fokalore, where they were subjected to a normal inspection, which Debold was dissatisfied with. Hearing the words 'Peace envoy', Hifumi approached the raging Debold. "Shut up." "Huh, you're that disrespectful upstart. Heh, if you're the leader, no wonder your subordinates also behave like this." "This is my city. I'm the law. We don't know what guys like you are bringing in, so we need to do a thorough search." "What kind of absurd thing is that. It's for bastards like you of low birth. This doesn't concern me since I am of the Marquises lineage. Advance." As he ordered the coachman to continue, before he noticed, a drawn blade was gleaming in front of his eyes. Having drawn closer in an instant, Hifumi's abruptly drawn katana made Debold tremble. His fear filled eyes reflected on the blade. "Hiii... You bastard, what are you..." "I said so, didn't I? Here, I'm the law. If you don't abide by the rules, I'll dispose of you as a criminal." Debold's face flushed. In the end, he didn't resist Hifumi's pressuring and trembled in disgrace. He gave a sidelong stare at the soldier who checked the roof rack's contents on Hifumi's orders. Without hiding his fury, Debold spoke in a trembling voice. "You bastard. With what you've just done to me, I hope you're prepared... On her highness princess Imeraria's imperial command, I'm an envoy on my way to Vichy's central government." Hifumi didn't answer. He was given a small box with a seal on it from the soldier who found it. After carefully opening it, he found a pure white paper inside. This kind of paper was very rare in this world. It was folded and sealed with beeswax. "That's her highness the princess' handwritten letter! It's not something bastards like you are allowed to touch!" Ignoring the screaming Debold, Hifumi took the letter in his hand and held it up against the sun. The letter, sealed just as before, was quickly returned to its original place by the soldier. "That's enough, go along." "Remember this, you low-life. After I've fulfilled my mission, I'll make you regret having that attitude." "Is that so? Well, do your best." Completely without interest, Hifumi returned to his meeting. All the while Debold glared at him until he was out of sight from the carriage. "Hifumi, is that really okay?"magic Origa ran over to Hifumi from someplace. A shuriken in her hand, as if she was going to throw it somewhere. "He's just a pathetic clown. No need to take him seriously. We probably won't even meet him again. Leaving that aside, the national border by Rhone will soon become a battlefield again. Rearrange the troops and ready them to leave." "You got information that Vichy is going to attack?" "I guess so. But it seems we still have time to spare. So let's carefully prepare a welcome party for them. Alright, looks like we'll be busy again." Of course. they'd have to use the various goods the dwarfs had made. Moving towards the Dwarfs workplace, one idea after another on how to fight against Vichy gushed forth into Hifumi's head. The premonitions Hifumi had about the war would be slightly betrayed by reality, just two weeks after this day.
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ๅŸŽๅ†…ๅ‹คๅ‹™ใฎใ‚จใƒชใƒผใƒˆใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ไพๅฅณใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฏๆœใŒๆ—ฉใ„ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏๆœ้ฃŸใ‚’่ทๅ ดใงๆ‘‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๆœๅฟ…ใš็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใŠใ‹ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใ ใ‚ใ‚Šใฎ้ฃฒใฟ็‰ฉใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใซๅฟ™ใ—ใๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฎๅฏฎใงใฏ้™ฝใŒๆ˜‡ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๆœ้ฃŸใ‚’ๆ‘‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ๅคšใใ€ๆ˜Žใ‘ๆ–นใซใฏๅ‡บๅ‹คใ™ใ‚‹ไพๅฅณใŸใกใงๆทท้›‘ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏไป˜ใใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใซ้–ขใ—ใฆ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šๅ‡บๅ‹คใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใชๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏไธ€ไบบใงๅœฐๆ–นๅ‹คๅ‹™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็ตŒ้จ“ใŒ้•ทใ„ใฎใงใ€ใŠ่Œถใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸๆŽƒ้™คใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏ็‰‡ๆ‰‹้–“ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ•ใฃใ•ใจ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ—ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎใ‚ใ‚Šใซไบบใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ไบ‹ใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ‚ขใƒฌใ‚ณใƒฌใจๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ๆœใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใซๅฑ…ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใฏใ˜ใ‚ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ่‡ช็„ถใจๆŽƒ้™คใŒๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใชไป•ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏๆฏŽๆ—ฅๆฑบใพใฃใŸๆธ…ๆŽƒใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใŒ็ถบ้บ—ใ ใจใ„ใ†่‡ช่ฒ ๅฟƒใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใญใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใ ใŒใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๆœใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎคๅ†…ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒ็ช็„ถ็พใ‚ŒใŸ้ฃŸๅ™จๆฃšใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅฎคๅ†…ใธๅ…ฅใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใฏใใ‚‰ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ้ฃŸๅ™จๆฃš่พบใ‚Šใซไฝ•ใ‹็ง˜ๅฏ†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใฏๅฝผๅฅณใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ๅบฆๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใจๆŽƒ้™คใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ใซใคใ‹ใšใ€ไธ€ๆ™‚้–“ใปใฉ็ตŒใฃใฆใ‚‚่ฆ–็ทšใŒใคใ„ๆฃšใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ ใ‘ใ€่ชฟในใฆใฟใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€้ฃŸๅ™จๆฃšใฎใ™ใ่„‡ใฎๅฃใ‚’ใ‚ฐใƒƒใจๆŠผใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ้Žงใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใ ใŒใ€ๅฐๆŸ„ใชใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใซใฏๅ……ๅˆ†ใชๅคงใใ•ใ ใ€‚่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚€ใจใ€่–„ๆš—ใใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒ้€š่ทฏใŒ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไพๅฅณใ‚„ไธ‹็”ทใŒๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹้€š่ทฏใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่–„ๆš—ใใ€ๅ…จไฝ“็š„ใซ็‹ญใ„ๅฐ่ฑกใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚้€”ไธญใซใƒใƒ„ใƒชใ€ใƒใƒ„ใƒชใจๆฃšใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใŒ่จญ็ฝฎใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๅปŠไธ‹ใซ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚€ใจใ€ๆ‰‰ใฏ่‡ช็„ถใจ้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅฃใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉๅŒๆง˜ใซ้–‹ใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ (ใ“ใ‚“ใช้€š่ทฏใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจใฏใ€็Ÿฅใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸ) ไฝฟ็”จไบบ็”จใฎ้€š่ทฏใฏใ‚ใใพใงๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ๅ›žใ‚‹ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„็‚บใจใ€้ฃŸใน็‰ฉใชใฉใ‚’ๆ€ฅใ„ใง้‹ใถ่ฟ‘้“ใจใ—ใฆใฎ็‰ฉใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€็›ดๆŽฅ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใฏ็น‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้ฃŸๅ ‚ๆ–น้ขใงใ‚‚ใฃใจ่ฟ‘้“ใŒใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใธใฎ้ฃŸไบ‹ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใ€ใจๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใง่ฃ้€š่ทฏใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹•ใใชใ€ ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏไธๆ„ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€้ฃ›ใณไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใปใฉ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใšใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใ“ใฃใกใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚ใ€ ๆŒ‡็คบ้€šใ‚Šใซๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใจใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใง่ฆ‹ใŸไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใŒใ€็ดฐใ„ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅๅ‰ใจๆ‰€ๅฑžใ‚’่จ€ใˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใƒปใƒดใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใงใ™ใ€‚ใŠๅŸŽใงๅƒใไพๅฅณใงใ™ใ€ ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆๅˆใ‚ใฆๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅนณ้™ใ‚’่ฃ…ใ„ใคใคใ‚‚ๅฃฐใฏ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใฏใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตๆง˜ใงใ™ใญ......?ใ€ ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใŒๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏ็ขบใ‹ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏไป˜ใใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใชใœใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ๆญฆๅ™จใฏไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฎ้š™ใ‚’ไผบใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้‹ญใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ฟทใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใจๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใง่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€็ด ็›ดใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆœฌไฝใงใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’่ชฟในใŸใ‚‰ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ไผใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใฏ......ใ€ ๆฉŸๅฏ†ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚’ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€ใจใƒ—ใƒชใƒ—ใƒชๆ€’ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅŸŽๅ†…ใงๆใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใ‹ใ€ใจๆ”นใ‚ใฆใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใ่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่กฃ่ฃ…ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„่กฃ่ฃ…ใซใ€ไป–ใงใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„้ป’้ซชใซ้ป’็›ฎใ€‚่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไฝ่‹ฅใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€็ˆถ่ฆชใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใšใฃใจๆฟƒใใฆ้‡ใŸใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚’ๆ—ฉใๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ไพตๅ…ฅ่€…ใจ้–“้•ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฅใฏ่จ€ใˆใ‚“ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚......ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ......?ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใซใ€ๅฆ™ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚็‰ฉใงใ‚‚ไบบใงใ‚‚ไฟกๅฟตใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใšใซ้‚ช้ญ”่€…ใฏๅง‹ๆœซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆใ‚Œใฆใ‚€ใ–ใ‚€ใ–ไธๅˆฉ็›Šใ‚’่ขซใ‚‹ๅฅดใฏ......้˜ฟๅ‘†ใ ใชใ€ ใใ‚Œใจใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใฏๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฎ้‡่ฆๆ€งใซใคใ„ใฆใƒŸใƒƒใƒใƒชๆ•™ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคœใฏๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไผใˆใ‚ใจใ„ใ„ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่–„ๆš—ใ„้€š่ทฏใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใธๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใŒ่จชใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใพใ ่ฃ้€š่ทฏใซ็ฏญใฃใฆๅŸŽๅ†…ๆง‹้€ ใฎ็ขบ่ชใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใ‚’ๅไน—ใ‚‹็”ทใฏใ€10ๅ็จ‹ใฎ้š่กŒๅ“กใ‚’ใคใ‚Œใฆ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚’่จชใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไบ‹ๅ‰ใฎ็ด„ๆŸใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„็„ก็คผใช่จชๅ•ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏๅฎฐ็›ธใŒ้ขไผšใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏๅŸŽๅ†…ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฟœๆŽฅใฎ็‚บใฎไธ€ๅฎคใงใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏไบŒไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒไป˜ใใ€ไฝฟ่€…ใซใ‚‚้š่กŒๅ“กใ‹ใ‚‰ไบŒไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒไป˜ใๅพ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅˆใซใŠ็›ฎใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใจ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅบฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹ใซๅพกๅณไฝใชใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจไผบใ„ใพใ—ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ไปฃ่กจใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ€ๆ€ฅใŽใŠ็ฅใ„ใ‚’ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ—ใฆใ€ ๆฐ—ๆŒใก็จ‹ๅบฆใงใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใจไผใˆใคใคๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็›ฎ้Œฒใซใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ็”ฃใฎ็น”็‰ฉใ‚„ๅทฅ่Šธๅ“ใซๅŠ ใˆใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ่ฃฝใจๆ€ใ—ใ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚‚่จ˜่ผ‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸๅฎฐ็›ธใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ้–“ใฎใ„ใ–ใ“ใ–ใŒๆ—ขใซใปใผ็ต‚ไบ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆˆดๅ† ๅผใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ•ใปใฉๅคงใใๅฎฃไผใ—ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฏใ‚ˆใปใฉ่‰ฏใ„่€ณใ‚’ใŠๆŒใกใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใชใ€ ๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€่ฒผใ‚Šไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใชใ„ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅถ็„ถใ€ๅ•†่ซ‡ใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆใจใ‚ใ‚‹่ฒดๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ๆง˜ใฎๅ…ƒใ‚’ไผบใ†ๆฉŸไผšใŒใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใฆใญใ€‚ๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใ—ใฆใ™ใใซๆˆดๅ† ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆๆœฌๅ›ฝใจ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸๆฌก็ฌฌใงใ™ใ€‚็ง็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ็‰ฉใŒไฝฟ่€…ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ๅฟƒ่‹ฆใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็ฅใ„ไบ‹ใธใฎไฝฟใ„ใฏๆ—ฉใ„ๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ”่ถณๅŠดใ‚’ใŠใ‹ใ‘ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใชใ€‚้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ•ใ›ใพใ™ใ‚†ใˆใ€ๆˆดๅ† ๅผใพใงใฏใ”ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚ŠใŠใใคใ‚ใŽใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็”˜ใˆใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใชๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใธใฎ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฏๅถใ„ใพใ™ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ”็›ธ่ซ‡ใ”ใจใ‚’ใŠไผใˆใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ๆฅใŸใ‹ใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใงใใ‚Œใฐใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ็‹™ใ„ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจๆŽฅ่งฆใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้ฟใ‘ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฏใ€ๆˆดๅ† ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใงใ”ๅคšๅฟ™ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅผๅ…ธใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๆ™‚้–“ใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ไปŠใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใงใ™ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ”็”จๅ‘ใใ‚’ใŠไผบใ„ใ—ใฆใŠใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€ๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใŒใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏใ™ใใซ้ ทใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅทฆๆง˜ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ๅฎฐ็›ธ้–ฃไธ‹ใซๅ…ˆใซใ”็›ธ่ซ‡ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅ‰ใง็ทŠๅผตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใŠไผใˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใใ“ใพใง่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏๅบงใ‚Š็›ดใ—ใฆๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆ่ฉฑใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆใฎไธๅนธใช่ก็ชใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ๆญฃๅผใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ฌ›ๅ’Œใฎ็”ณใ—ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ“ใงๅฏ่ƒฝใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใจใ—ใฆใฏ่ฒดๅ›ฝใจไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใงๅ’Œๅนณๆก็ด„ใ‚’็ท ็ตใ—ใŸใ„ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™......ใ€ ๅฃๅ…ƒใซใฏ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใพใพใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฎ็›ฎใฏ้‹ญใๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€็งใฉใ‚‚ใฏๆ•—ๅŒ—ใ—ใŸๅดใงใ™ใ€‚่ณ ๅ„Ÿใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๅฏ่ƒฝใช้™ใ‚ŠใŠๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใ„ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ—ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใชใฉใฎๅ•†ๅ“ๆต้€šใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ฒดๅ›ฝๅ•†ไบบใฎ้ƒฝๅˆใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ”็›ธ่ซ‡ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ็”จๆ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ๆ•—ๅŒ—ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใŒ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ญท่ก›ใŒใดใใ‚Šใจๅๅฟœใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใฏใ‚ใˆใฆ็„ก่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚้‡่ฆใชใฎใฏใใ“ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใพใšใ“ใ“ใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใฎ็›ดๆŽฅ้€šๅ•†ใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ„ใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใŒใฏใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฎ็‹™ใ„ใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็งใฉใ‚‚ใฎๆ–นใง่ชฟๆ•ดใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ€ไผš่ซ‡ใฎๆฉŸไผšใ‚’ใ”็”จๆ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใชๅ†…ๅฎนใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ใใฎ้š›ใซใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใธใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠไผใˆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€ ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใŒ้€€ๅฎคใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸๅฎฐ็›ธใฏใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใซใ„ใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใŸ็ด…่Œถใฎ้ฆ™ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š่ƒธใซๅธใ„่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใšใ„ใถใ‚“่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ......ใ€ ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใŸใกใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใƒ‰ใ‚ขใจใฏๅˆฅๆ–นๅ‘ใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใชใฉใชใ„ใฏใšใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฅใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฎๅ‰ใซๅบงใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใจใฏ่žใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ไปŠใพใงใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚„ๆญป็ฅžใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ๅธธ่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฏใ‚ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’้ธใถใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ......ใใ‚Œใฏใใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใฏใพใ ๅ›žๅพฉใงใใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ—ใ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใŒๅˆ†่ฃ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆณใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใใ“ใงใ€็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใ—ใŸใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใ‚’ๆฝฐใ™ใฎใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใคใชใŒใฃใฆๅ›ฝๅฎถใจใ—ใฆใฎๆญฃๅฝ“ๆ€งใจใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ˆใใฐๅพŒใ‚็›พใซใ—ใŸใ„ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใŠๆฐ—ใฅใใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒ‹ใƒคใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใฏ่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ ใชใ€ใจใ ใ‘่จ€ใฃใฆใ€็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฎฐ็›ธใฏใ€็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใŠใในใใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฏ็พๅœจใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ใฉใ†ๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใซใ‚‚ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใซใ‚‚่‚ฉๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ€‚......ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ•ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ญ”ใˆใšใ€็ซ‹ใฃใŸใพใพใงใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใจใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎไฝฟ่€…ใฎไผš่ซ‡ใซใ€ๅŒๅธญใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€็žฌใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใซใฏๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใญใ€‚้ข็™ฝใ„ใ€ ้ฆฌใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Š็ถ™ใ„ใงใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŸใกใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ‡บๅ‘้ƒจ้šŠใŒ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๅธฐใ‚Šใคใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆˆดๅ† ๅผไบˆๅฎšๆ—ฅใฎไบŒๆ—ฅๅ‰ใ€‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅชไปŠๆˆปใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅธฐ็€ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใซๆฅใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’ใ€ๆœบใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ้šˆใŒๆตฎใ‹ใถ้ก”ใง่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚......ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‹ใ€‚ใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่‰ฒใ€…ใจๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒๅฟ™ใ—ใใฆใญ......ใ€‚ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใ‚‚ๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ“ใ‚Œใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ€้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸ้€ฃไธญใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆ่ญฆๅ‚™ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ๅ–ใ‚Šใพใจใ‚ใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆธกใ™ใจใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’ไฟƒใ—ใฆๅฟœๆŽฅใธใจๅบงใฃใŸใ€‚็ด ๆ—ฉใใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใŒ็ด…่Œถใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใพใง่กŒใฃใฆไฝ•ใ‹ๅŽ็ฉซใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ„? ......ๅซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸไปฅๅค–ใงใ€ ใ€Œๆญขใ‚ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒžใ‚ผใƒญใƒˆๅญ็ˆตใฎ่จฑๅฏใฏๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๅฉฟๅ…ฅใ‚Šใฎ่ฉฑใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใพใ ใพใ ็ตๅฉšใฏๅ…ˆใฎ่ฉฑใงใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซ่ฉฑใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆญฃ็›ดๅ‚ทใคใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใฏไปŠๅบฆใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ™ใใซไฝ•ใจใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ ๆถ™็›ฎใฎใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใŒใƒใƒ„ใƒชใจๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‘ผใถใพใง้›ขใ‚Œใฆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎไบ‹ใฏๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใใ€ ๅฆ™ใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸไธปๅพ“ใฎๅงฟใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๅฉใ่พผใพใ‚ŒใฆใใŸ้Ž–้ŽŒใจๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใซใคใ„ใฆๅฃ้ ญใงๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใ€็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใธๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใŒ่€ƒๆกˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆญฆๅ™จใ ใจไผบใ„ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๆฎบๅฎณใ›ใšใซๆ•็ธ›ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚„ใ€่ท้›ขใŒใ‚ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใธใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็‚นใงใ‚‚ๆญฃๅผ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใจใ—ใฆๆคœ่จŽใ™ใ‚‹ไพกๅ€คใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ€ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ๅฎŸๆˆฆใงใฏใพใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ—ใ‹ไฝฟใฃใŸไบ‹ใŒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŸใกใŒไป–ใฎ้šŠๅ“กใธๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใงใใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใซใฏ็ฟ’็†Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใช่จฑๅฏใŒใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใฎไบบๅ“กใ‚’ๆดพ้ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใๆบ–ๅ‚™ใพใงใฏใงใใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ้šๅˆ†ใจๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฎใ„ใ„ใ“ใจใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ๆฎฟใซใ”ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‹......ใชใ‚‰็ดๅพ—ใ ใชใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็ตๅฑ€ไธ€ๅบฆใ‚‚ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒ็›ธๅฅฝใ‚’ๅดฉใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ ด้ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใจใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ้‰„้ข็šฎใฎ็•ฐๅใ‚’ๆŒใคๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธๅบฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅŸŽๅ†…......ใฎใฉใ“ใ‹ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆŽขใ—ใฆ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ™ใงใซไป–ใฎ้šŠๅ“กใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅผ•ใ็ถšใ่ชฐใ‹ใซๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใจๆ–ฐใŸใชๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎโ€œ้Ž–้ŽŒโ€ใฎๆœ‰็”จๆ€งใŒ่ฉฆใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใซใงใ‚‚ใ€ ๆ›ธ้กžใซใฏโ€œใƒใ‚บใƒŸๆ•ใ‚ŠๆŒ‡ๅ—โ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒˆใƒซใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ›ธใ„ใŸ่จˆ็”ปๆ›ธใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๅˆๅ‰ไธญใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใซใŠไผšใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅŒๅธญใ™ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใŒ......ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้š่กŒๅ“กใฎๅ‹•ใใŒๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏ็จใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’่ชญใฟใ™ใ™ใ‚ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚่ฃ้€š่ทฏใฎไปถใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆ็›ฎใซใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใŸ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ‚’ๅฎŸๆˆฆใง่ฉฆใ™ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆ็›ดๆŽฅๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’ใ“ใฎไฝœๆˆฆใฎ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€
Although those working within the castle are elites, the work of the maids starts early in the morning. There are also cases of taking breakfast to the workplace of the nobles, they have been assigned to. Each of them is busy preparing as there are those, who will always complain about drinks in the morning, if it hasn't been prepared. There are also many people, who are taking breakfast to their masters before the sun has risen in the dormitory of the girls. Dawn is crowded with maids reporting for work. If you talk about Shibyura, who is assigned to Sabnak, you might say that she will be alright, if she takes it slow going to work. Given that Sabnak has a long history of working in the provinces by himself, he will at least do basic cleaning and prepare tea in his spare time to get it done quickly. Having led a life of not being accustomed to take a person in his service like other nobles, Sabnak even rarely tells Shibyura to do this or that. On the contrary, he isn't in the office since morning. Today's the same. "Well, then let's start." (Shibyura) Since basic work like cleaning has become her second nature, Shibyura repeated a fixed cleaning routine every day. She also has pride in tidying up all places, even dim rooms, within the castle. "... It bothers me." (Shibyura) Even such girl couldn't help to be worried about a place in the room since today morning. Yesterday Sabnak suddenly appeared next to the cupboard. He ended up dodging how he got into the room, but she knows that there is some secret concerning this cupboard. Being bothered by it once, her hands have stopped cleaning and she has turned her view to the shelves standing like that for around an hour. "Let's try examine it just a little bit." (Shibyura) And once she firmly pushed the wall right next to the cupboard, it opened. "This is..." (Shibyura) It's an entrance where a knight wearing his armour barely fits through, but for the petite Shibyura it has plenty of size. As she peeks inside, she can see a dim passageway continuing onwards. It's even gloomier than the passageways used by the servants and maids, which Shibyura knows about as well. All over it gives an impression of being narrow. Standing alone midway, something like shelves has been installed. Once she timidly stepped into the passageway, the door closed automatically. As she touched the wall in panic, it opened just same as before. Shibyura took a breath. (I wasn't aware that there was such passageway.) The passageways used by the servants are, to the bitter end, for the sake of running through the hallways without being seen and also served as a short-cut to carry stuff like food hurriedly. They aren't directly connected to a room. If it's possible to take an even better short-cut to the dining hall, it will become even easier to prepare the meals for Sabnak "Don't move." Shibyura was surprised to the degree of jumping up when she was suddenly called. "Don't shout. Slowly turn your face in my direction." Once she finished turning her face as ordered, she saw a person, she had already seen somewhere, pointing a thin blade towards her. "Tell me your name and affiliation." (Hifumi) "... I'm Shibyura Winger. I'm working as maid in the castle." (Shibyura) Having a weapon pointed at her for the first time in her life, her voice has been trembling even though she pretends to be calm. "You appear to be Earl Tohno, right... ?" (Shibyura) As Shibyura asked him that, Hifumi lowered his katana. "That's right. If I'm not wrong you were Sabnak's maid. Why are you here?" (Hifumi) Even though he has lowered his weapon, Hifumi's look is sharp as usual as if seeking for gaps in Shibyura defence. Although she hesitated for a moment, she honestly tells him that she was investigating the place of Sabnak's coming and going out of curiosity, because he has also seen the place where she has been talking with Sabnak in the office. "That guy is..." (Hifumi) "It's not like it's highly classified information", seeing Hifumi being in a huff, Shibyura casually observes him anew, wondering I don't know to which country his clothing belongs and he has black pupils and black hair, I hadn't seen anywhere else. Although his appearance looks to be young, no different from me, he also has continuously an even stronger, oppressive aura than father. "Anyway, leave from here right away. If you were mistaken for an invader, you wouldn't be even able to complain about getting killed." (Hifumi) "Kil... This is within the castle... ?" (Shibyura) Hifumi shifts his attention towards Shibyura, who raised her voice unintentionally, as if seeing something strange. "The place is irrelevant. Things, people, faith, all of it is fine. If you consider protecting something, you will have to get rid of hindrances without hesitation. Those, who are deceived by handicaps and helplessly fear that, are... idiots." (Hifumi) "And, since I will properly teach Sabnak about the importance of information, it's fine for you to tell him to wait in his office at night", Hifumi vanished to the other side of the gloomy passageway. At the time Hifumi was still secluding himself in the hidden pathways to confirm the structure within the castle, a messenger from Vichy arrived. The man, calling himself an envoy of the central committee, has come to visit the royal capital leading around 10 attendants. Although it was a rude visit without even a previous arrangement, it was decided that he would be meeting the prime minister for the time being. In the place being a room that is used as reception room within the castle, there are two knights standing in the back of the prime minister. Two soldiers, acting as attendants, are accompanying the envoy. "It's the first time for us to meet each other. I'm called Roshi and was dispatched by Vichy's central committee. I've heard that new king will be enthroned in Orsongrande at this time. As representative of Vichy, I hurried to extend my congratulations." (Roshi) He handed over a list, which is recording handicrafts and fabrics native to Vichy in addition to magic tools apparently made in Horant, while telling "Please take this as a little gift." the envoy in front of me hasn't realized that the quarrel between Orsongrande and Horant has mostly been settled already, now has he? "Thank you very much for this. By the way, it's not like we greatly advertised the coronation ceremony to that degree, but Vichy's central committee seems to possess quite good ears." (Adol) Roshi's smile, that looked as if plastered onto him, wasn't disturbed by the words of Prime Minister Adol. He shook his head with a "No, no." "Only by chance. We used the opportunity to ask a certain noble-sama of your country with whom we previously also had business discussions. Becoming aware of the matter with the coronation immediately after entering your country, I immediately got in contact with my own country in a hurry. I'm very sorry that the envoy is someone of my degree, but above all, I was told that it was likely quicker to use me for the celebration." (Roshi) "Oh my goodness, you have experienced quite the troublesome journey. Please relax at ease until the coronation ceremony. We will prepare a room for you." (Adol) "Then I will gladly take you up on your kind offer. And, is it possible to receive an audience with the new Majesty the Queen? If you don't mind it, I want to report all of this to the central committee, but..." (Roshi) Adol thought. He wanted to avoid Imeraria getting in contact with him until he knows the objective of Vichy, if possible. "The princess is busy with the preparations for the coronation ceremony. Once the ceremony finished, she might have a little bit time, but at this point in time, it's quite..." (Adol) "That's right, isn't it. How regrettable." (Roshi) "If it's alright with you, I will listen to the reason for your visit." (Adol) Although he displayed a look of pondering over it for a bit due to Adol's question, Roshi easily gave a nod. "That's right. If I'm able to discuss it with Your Excellency, the prime minister, in advance, it might be even better than conveying it while under stress of being in front of Her Majesty the Queen." (Roshi) As he said this much, Roshi corrected his posture, surveyed his vicinity and began to speak in a lowered voice. "Concerning the previous sorrowful quarrel, I want to officially propose peace from Vichy. Now, if that's possible, the central committee is considering to enter a peace treaty between your country and the central committee..." (Roshi) While still floating a smile on his lips, Roshi's eyes are piercing the prime minister. "Of course we are the defeated side. Even regarding the reparations, I have the privilege of offering as much as is possible. Also, regarding the flow of goods such as magic tools etc, I'm prepared to discuss how to suit the circumstances of your country's merchants." (Roshi)magic Due to the word "defeated," the guards, which Roshi brought along, reacted with a twitch, but the prime minister purposely ignored that. They aren't important. First off, with this it is clear that they apparently don't know that a direct trade between Orsongrande and Horant has begun. And even the central committee's aim has become evident. "Your offer became clear. Let's prepare an opportunity for a conference once I've coordinated our side. On that occasion we will talk about the concrete details." (Adol) "Oh, thank you very much. Please convey my best regards to Her Majesty." (Roshi) Roshi exits the room while bowing many times over. The prime minister, who saw him off, slowly inhaled the aroma of the newly, brewed tea into his nose. "He gives off the feeling of being driven against the wall quite a bit." (Hifumi) "Earl Tohno..." (Adol) From a different direction of the door, Roshi's group left, in a direction where there shouldn't be anything like a door, Hifumi entered the room and sat across Adol. Although Adol was surprised with how he hasn't heard him, it reached already the point of him choosing to whom to apply common sense after having seen the actions of the shinigami and Hifumi until now. "Driven against the wall... that is probably so. Vichy still didn't recover from the damage it received by you, Earl Tohno. The situation is that their country has been split apart." (Adol) "Accordingly, although the independent Pursang is being blockaded, if they are lawful state connected to Orsongrande as state, that place will yearn for support, if possible, huh? Besides..." (Hifumi) "Have you realized something?" (Adol) Hifumi, who laughed broadly, only said, "it's the job of the Royal Knight Order from here on", and stood up. The prime minister speaks as he though it's something he should confirm, "What do you think about the current Vichy, Earl Tohno?" (Adol) "I don't care. I have no intention to support either the central committee or Pursang. ... Well, it would be great, if they did their best in competing with each other even more." (Hifumi) "... Though I have a request to you, Earl Tohno." (Adol) Without answering, Hifumi stood and looked into Adol's face. "Will you accept to be present at the conference between Vichy's envoy and Imeraria-sama?" (Adol) Hifumi, who showed a blank expression for an instant, laughed as if enjoying it in the next instant. "That's great. Sounds interesting." (Hifumi) The unit of Vaiya's group that had been transferred to Fokalore, riding atop horses, arrived totally out-of-breath at the capital two days before the scheduled coronation ceremony. It was quite at the last moment. "We have returned." (Vaiya) Vaiya, who went to report of their return, looked at Sabnak sitting at his desk and showing the expression of a shadow. "A-Ah... Vaiya, huh? Thanks for your work." (Sabnak) "A-Are you alright?" (Vaiya) "Yea, I've been slightly busy with various preparations... Since I want you to participate from now on as well, Vaiya, have a look at this for the time being. I will have you join in the guarding, including the guys you led back here." (Sabnak) Once he gave him the compiled documents, Sabnak urged Vaiya to sit down at the reception. Shibyura quickly prepares black tea. "So, have there been any results of you going as far as Fokalore? ... With the exception of you finding a wife, that is." (Sabnak) "Please stop it. I obtained the permission from Viscount Amazelo, but since it has now become a talk of being adopted into their family, the marriage is still a long way off..." (Vaiya) "Yea. Since you will honestly hurt my feelings, if you speak this joyfully, let's close this topic now." (Sabnak) "... Though you will be able to manage one way or the other, if you consider doing something." (Shibyura) Shibyura mutters a few words due to the teary-eyed Sabnak. "Listen, will you leave until I call you?" (Sabnak) "Umm..." (Vaiya) "Ah, it's fine to not mind her." (Sabnak) "Haa." (Vaiya) Even while being puzzled due to the state of master and servant, which held a strange mood, Vaiya orally reported about the information of the shuriken and kusarigama, he had driven into him. He handed over a report to Sabnak he had prepared ahead of time. "I heard these weapons were invented by Earl Tohno, but with the possibilities of capturing without killing and causing damage to an opponent on distance, I wonder whether there is value in considering these as official equipment, too." (Vaiya) "However, since no one but Hifumi used this in combat so far, isn't there a necessity for at least your group, Vaiya, to be skilled enough to teach about those to the other members?" (Sabnak) "Concerning the coaching, if we are able to obtain a final permission from Earl Tohno, it will be possible to even dispatch personnel for training from Fokalore." (Vaiya) "You've prepared considerably well." (Sabnak) "I was able to obtain Caim-dono's cooperation." (Vaiya) "Him, eh? ... Then I can agree." (Sabnak) Even for Sabnak and Vaiya, in the end they never seen a scene of Caim smiling broadly. They remembered the civil official slave, who holds an alias of arrogance for each of them. "If that's the case, Hifumi-san is just now within the castle... since he might be anywhere, it's fine if you get permission to search for him. The other members are already getting coached by Hifumi-san. It's even probable that it's necessary for him to teach someone continuously." (Sabnak) "Besides", Sabnak showed a bitter smile due to a new document on the table. "We might be able to test the usefulness of this 'kusarigama.' Even as early as tomorrow." (Sabnak) The document has a tile called "Instructions for a mousetrap." "It's a plan written by Hifumi-san. Tomorrow morning Imeraria-sama will meet with the envoy from Vichy. I hear that Hifumi-san will be present there, but... the movements of Vichy's attendants are suspicious, going by Hifumi-san, who has been keeping an eye on them." (Sabnak) While listening to Sabnak's talk, Vaiya goes ahead with reading the documents. It's the first time he has seen the matter about hidden pathways, but apparently those were used for monitoring and as a test for combat. "Please get ready to personally search for Hifumi-san from now on. You will be the person in charge of this operation, Vaiya." (Sabnak)
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้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใจใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ไฝไบบใจใฎๆŽฅ่งฆใฏใ€ไผš่ฉฑใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใจใชใ‚‹้€š่ทฏใซใฏๆ•ฐๅใฎๅŠ›่‡ชๆ…ขใฎ็ฃไบบใŒ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใ‚Šใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎไฝ“ใงๅฃใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚ใ€็ฃใฉใ‚‚ใ€ ้ฆฌใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ซ˜ๅœง็š„ใช็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใง็Ž‹ใซ็ฃไบบใธใฎๅฏพๅฟœใ‚’ๅ‘ฝใœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฑ ๅŸŽใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰ใฎๅฏฟๅ‘ฝใŒใปใ‚“ใฎๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ไผธใณใ‚‹ใซ้ŽใŽใ‚“ใ€‚้™ไผใ›ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏๅฅด้šทใจใ—ใฆ็”ŸใใชใŒใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒใ„ใใฐใใ‹ๅนธใ›ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏๆฏ›้ ญใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅฐ่ฉžใซใ€็ฃไบบไปฅไธŠใซๆ…ŒใฆใŸใฎใฏใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซ้€ƒใ’่พผใ‚“ใ ไบบ้–“ใŸใกใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้จ’ๅ‹•ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸไบบ้–“ใŒๆ•ฐๅใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„! ใ“ใ“ใซใฏไบบ้–“ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™!ใ€ ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎ้–“ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ€็”ทใŒๅฟ…ๆญปใง่…•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ไธปๅผตใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใฏๅ†ทๆทกใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅนณๆฐ‘ใ”ใจใใฎๅ‘ฝใชใฉใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎๅด‡้ซ˜ใชใ‚‹ไฝฟๅ‘ฝใฎๅ‰ใงใฏ่บŠ่บ‡ใซใ™ใ‚‰ๅ€คใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆฑšใ‚‰ใ‚ใ—ใ„็ฃใฉใ‚‚ใซ็ธ‹ใฃใŸ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๆ„šใ‹ใ•ใ‚’ๆ‚”ใ„ใฆๆญปใฌใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒไฟบใŸใกใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ™!ใ€ ๅ–‰ใŒ็ ดใ‚Œใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซๅซใถ็”ทใซใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎˆใ‚‹ใซๅ€คใ—ใชใ„ใ€ใจไปŠ่จ€ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช......ใ€ ใŒใฃใใ‚Šใจ่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸ็”ทใฎ่‚ฉใซใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ็ฃไบบใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใ‚ไฟบใŸใกใŒใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅฎˆใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงไฟบใŸใกใฏไบบ้–“ใซใŠ็คผใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใชใ€‚่‰ฒใ‚“ใชๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใ€ ่ฑนใฎ็ฃไบบใŒใ‚ฑใƒฉใ‚ฑใƒฉใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏใ€ไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใใ†ใซๅฃใ‚’ๆญชใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฃใŒไบบใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใช! ๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘!ใ€ ใ‚บใƒฉใƒชใจไธฆใถๅ…ตๅฃซใจ้จŽๅฃซใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€‚็ทๅ‹ข50ๅใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚่ฆ‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏๅฃฎ่ฆณใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€็›ธๅฏพใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ซ‹ๅ ดใงใฏใใ†ใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ็‰นใซ้ฆฌไธŠใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€้ฆฌใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆƒณๅฎšใ—ใŸ้•ทๅ‰ฃใงใ€ใใฎ้ขจๆ ผใซใฏๅ ‚ใ€…ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็ฃไบบๅดใซใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ€ๆฅใ‚‹ใžๆฅใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ็Šฌ็ฃไบบใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚‚ใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹้š›ใซใ€ๆœ€ใ‚‚้‡็‚น็š„ใซใ—ใ”ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๆญฃ้ขใซ่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไบ›ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ˜ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใฃใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅจๅœงๆ„Ÿใซๆฏ”ในใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅฑใงใ‚‚ใญใ‡ใ‚„!ใ€ ๅ•–ๅ‘ตใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใซใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆƒณๅฎš้€šใ‚Š้ฆฌใ‚’ไฝฟใ†้จŽๅฃซใŒๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‘ใผใ‚Šใซใ—ใฆ็ชๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—! ๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸใจใŠใ‚Šใซใ‚„ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ†!ใ€ ๆฐ—ๅˆใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸ็ฃไบบใŸใกใŒๆœ€ๅˆใซใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๆ–นใธใจๆ’ค้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใŸใกใ‚’ๅŠ›ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็ฃไบบใŒๆ‹…ใŽใ€ๆ•ด็„ถใจ้€€ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฃใฏ! ็ฃใฉใ‚‚ใฏๆใ‚Œใ‚’ใชใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใธไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ€็š†ๆฎบใ—ใซใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†!ใ€ ๆฐ—็‚Žใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ้ฆฌใฎ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่ตฐใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎใ“ใจใชใฉใŠๆง‹ใ„ใชใ—ใซใ€ใพใฃใ™ใ็ฃไบบใŸใกใธใจ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใŒไธ€็•ชไน—ใ‚Šใ ! ......ใ†ใ‚ใฃ!?ใ€ ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใŒ้ง†ใ‚‹้ฆฌใŒใ€็ช็„ถใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใฆๅ‰ใฎใ‚ใ‚Šใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ๆ–นใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฝใจใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใฏใ€ๅทจๆผขใฎ่™Ž็ฃไบบใŒ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€้ฆฌใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใŸๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใฏใฉใ†ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ›€ใ‚‹ใช! ่…•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ™ใ—ใ‹่ƒฝใฎใชใ„็ฃ้ขจๆƒ…......ใŒ......?ใ€ ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆกใ‚Š็›ดใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ€่™Ž็ฃไบบใฏ้ฉšใในใ่†‚ๅŠ›ใง3m่ฟ‘ใ„้•ทใ•ใฎไธธๅคชใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ™ใ—ใ‹่ƒฝใŒ็„กใ„ใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใ ใชใ€‚่…•ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใŒ!ใ€ ๅŠ›ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸไธธๅคชใงใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏ้€šใ‚Šใฎๅฃใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆฟๅฃใ‚’็ชใ็ ดใฃใฆๆˆฆๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผทๅˆถ็š„ใซ้€€ๅ ดใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใ่ฟซใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฎ้ฆฌใŒๆฌกใ€…ใจ่ปขใณใ€้Žงๅงฟใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒๅœฐในใŸใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆฅฝใ ใชใ€ ่ท้›ขใ‚’ใจใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏใ€็ญ–ใŒใ†ใพใๅตŒใฃใŸไบ‹ใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ใŒๅ ชใˆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ฝ ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ”ใใ”ใๅ˜็ด”ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๅ…ฅๅฃใฎ้€šใ‚Šใซใ€20ใ‚ปใƒณใƒ็จ‹ใฎๆทฑใ•ใฎๅฐใ•ใช่ฝใจใ—็ฉดใ‚’ๅคง้‡ใซไฝœใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ่ปŠ่ผชใง่ตฐใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰็„ก่ฆ–ใงใใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅคงใใ•ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใŒใ€้ฆฌใ‚„ไบบใฎ่ถณใชใ‚‰ๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ใ€Žๅˆƒใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ้›ฃใ—ใ„็œŸไผผใ€ใ™ใใซ่ฆšใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„้…ๆ…ฎใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€่†‚ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆดปใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹็ฃไบบใซใฏไธธๅคชใ‚’ใใฎใพใพใ€‚้žๅŠ›ใช็ฃไบบใซใฏ้•ทๆงใ‚’ๆŒใŸใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้•ทๅ‰ฃใ‚‚ๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„่ท้›ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆงใซ็ชใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ไธธๅคชใซๅฉใๆฝฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅพŒ็ถšใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎ่ถณใŒๆญขใพใ‚‹ใ€‚็‹ญใ„ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใฏใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฎๆญปไฝ“ใจใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆ็”Ÿใใฆใ€ใ†ใ‚ใๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰้€€้ฟใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚ใŒใ้จŽๅฃซใงๅกžใŒใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใฎ็Ÿฅๆตใงไบบ้–“ใŒๅฉใใฎใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ๆด’่ฝใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚คใ‚„ใญใ€ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏใ€็„ก็†ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒๅฑๆฉŸใซ้™ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใฉใจใฏๆฏ›ใปใฉใ‚‚ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†็Ž‹ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€ใƒญใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใ‚ฏใง็…งใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่–„ๆš—ใ„ๅฏๅฎคใฎไธญใงใ€ไธ€ๆฑ—ใ‹ใ„ใŸๅพŒใฎ่ปฝใ„้…’ใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใ‚ƒใใ—ใ‚ƒใซไนฑใ‚ŒใŸใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใงใฏใ€็Œซ็ฃไบบใฎๅฅณใŒไธ€็ณธใพใจใ‚ใฌๅงฟใงๆฏใ‚‚็ตถใˆ็ตถใˆใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใƒกใ‚นใฏใชใ‹ใชใ‹่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€‚่ค’ใ‚ใฆใคใ‹ใ‚ใใ†ใ€ ๅ–‰ใ‚’้€šใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ณใƒผใƒซใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ‚’ๅ‘ณใ‚ใฃใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚็Œซ็ฃไบบใซใฏไธ€็žฅใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅผทใ„้…’ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ“ใ„!ใ€ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๅคง้ŸณๅฃฐใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ! ่ชฐใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ๆ€’ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๆ‰‰ใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใฏ็†Šใฎ็ฃไบบใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ้šŽใฎไบบ้–“ใฏๅ…จใฆๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ่ฟ”ใ‚Š่ก€ใซใพใฟใ‚ŒใŸ็†Š็ฃไบบใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใฆ็‰™ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใฆใฟใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ญท่ก›ใฎ็„ก่ƒฝใฉใ‚‚ใŒ......ใ€‚็Ž‹่‡ชใ‚‰ๅฎณ็ฃ้ง†้™คใจใฏใ€้จŽๅฃซ้€ฃไธญใซใฏๅ†ๆ•™่‚ฒใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใชใ€ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎๆจชใซ็ซ‹ใฆใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๅคงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใจใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ใ‚ฌใ‚ฆใƒณไธ€ๆžšใ ใ‘ใฎๅงฟใ ใŒใ€ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ—ใŸๅงฟใฏๆญฆๅ‹‡ใฎ็จ‹ใ‚’่จ€ๅค–ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใŒไธ€ๆ—ใฏใ“ใฎๅ‰ฃใง็ฃใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎ่’ใ‚ŒๆžœใฆใŸๅœฐใซๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆ‰“ใก็ซ‹ใฆใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ๅœฐ็„ใซ่ฝใกใŸใ‚‰ไป–ใฎ็ฃไบบใซ่ช‡ใ‚‹ใจ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏ็”ฑ็ท’ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‰ฃใงๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใจใ€ ใ€ŒๆญปใฌใฎใฏใŠๅ‰ใ ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใซๆŠผใ—่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฃไบบใฏใ€ไฟบใŒ้–‹ๆ”พใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ€Œๆˆฏ่จ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ™ใชใ€ไธ‹้ƒŽใ€ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎ่ธใฟ่พผใฟใฏใ€้€Ÿใ„ใ€‚ ็œŸใฃๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใซๅฏพใ—ใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆปใฃใฆ้ฟใ‘ใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใใฎใพใพๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้‹ญใ„็ˆชใฏๅ‰ฃใฎๆŸ„ใงๅฉใ‹ใ‚Œใ€่ปŒ้“ใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฃใฎๅˆ†้š›ใงใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹่‰ฏใ„ๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใŸๅ‰ฃใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใŒ่…•ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆๆญขใ‚ใ€ๅๆ’ƒใฎๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏ้ ญ็ชใใงๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่‚‰ใจ้ชจใฎใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใ†้ŸณใŒ็ถšใใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏๅ…จ่บซใซๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคๅ‚ทใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใ‚‚้กใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆๆฟ€ใ—ใ่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใ€ใ‚ใกใ“ใกใซๆ‰“ๆ’ฒๅ‚ทใ‚’่ฒ ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซๆญฏใ”ใŸใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใ€ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎ่ฆ‹็ซ‹ใฆใงใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใง่ญฆๅ‚™ใจๆˆฆใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ็–ฒๅŠดใฏใƒ”ใƒผใ‚ฏใงใ€ๅ‹•ใใ‚‚ๆฌก็ฌฌใซ้ˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’้‡ใญใฆใใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆฌกใซ็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฎ็ชใใซใฏๅฏพๅฟœใงใใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ไธ€็ชใใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฌใ…ใฃ!?ใ€ ็ช็„ถใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎ่ถณใซ็Œซ็ฃไบบใฎๅฅณใŒใ—ใŒใฟใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใฃ!ใ€ ๆฟ€ๆ˜‚ใ—ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€ๅฅณใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๅผทใ‹ใซ่นดใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ€้ฆ–ใฎ้ชจใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฅณใฏใ‚บใƒซใ‚บใƒซใจ่„ฑๅŠ›ใ—ใฆๆฏ็ตถใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใซใจใฃใฆใฎ่‡ดๅ‘ฝ็š„ใช้š™ใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ็ˆชใŒใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎ่…นใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใกใ€่ƒŒไธญใฎ็šฎ่†šใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹็จ‹ใซๆทฑใ่ฒซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ก€ใ‚’ๅใใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏ่ทชใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎ......่ฒ ใ‘ใ ......ใ€ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใŒ่ฆ‹ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎไฝ“ๅŠ›ใฏ้™็•Œใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€่ฒ ใ‘ใŸใฎใฏใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ่†ใฎๅŠ›ใŒๆŠœใ‘ใ€ๅบŠใซๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใ€ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๆฉŸไผšใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ็Œซ็ฃไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚‰ใฌๆ–นๅ‘ใซ้ฆ–ใŒๆ›ฒใŒใ‚Šใ€่™šใ‚ใช็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆญปไฝ“ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใพใชใ„......ไฟบใŒใ‚‚ใฃใจๅผทใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใ€‚ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒช้–“ใซๅˆใฃใŸใ‹? ใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆใ‹ใช?ใ€ ่ชฐใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใฏใšใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐไปฅๅค–ใฎ็”ทใฎๅฃฐใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ€่ชฐใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใŠใ€ ใƒ•ใƒญใ‚ขใจใ—ใฆใฏ5้šŽ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ ใŒใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใฒใ‚‡ใฃใ“ใ‚Š้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็ช“ใฎ็ธใซ้ŽŒใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๆŽ›ใ‘ใ€่บซ่ปฝใชๅ‹•ไฝœใง้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธใฉ่บใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใซใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ€Œใพใ ๆฏใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ€ใจๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๅ‚ทใซใƒใ‚ทใƒฃใƒใ‚ทใƒฃใจๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“? ใŠๅ‰ๆฌกใฏไฟบใฎ็•ชใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใปใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๆœฌใฎ็“ถใ‚’้–‹ๅฐใ—ใ€ๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ้ ญใ‹ใ‚‰ๆถฒไฝ“ใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃ......ๅ‚ทใŒ?ใ€ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๅ‰ฃใงๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่บซไฝ“ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฏ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ ใŒใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ…......ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎๅฑๆƒงใ—ใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€ๆญปใฎๆทตใซใ„ใŸใฏใšใฎใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใŒใ€ใ†ใ‚ใๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ตทใไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅ‚ทใฎๅกžใŒใฃใŸ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใฎใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ตทใใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้…ใ„ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Œใ€‚ๅ‚ทใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๆฒปใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใžใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใŒใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€็ ดใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฌใ‚ฆใƒณใฎๅ†…ๅดใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹่…นใ‚’ใชใงใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๅกžใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ไพฟๅˆฉใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚่ค’ใ‚ใฆใคใ‹ใ‚ใใ†ใ€ ่ปฝใๆตใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€่‹›็ซ‹ใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใ ใŒใ€ๅ…ˆใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใฎใฏใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ! ใ‚ใฎ็Œซใฎๅฅณๆ€งใŒๅ‘ฝๆ‡ธใ‘ใง้š™ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆฎบใ›ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎๅ‹่ฒ ใฏใใ“ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒƒใ‚ตใƒณใŒ่ฒ ใ‘ใฆใ€็†ŠใŒๆ‰‹ๅŠฉใ‘ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๅ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ้ †็•ชใซๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๅทฎใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบŒไบบใฏใ€ๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎ็›ดๅพŒใ ใŒๆƒใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ๆฌกใฏไฟบใฎ็•ชใ ใ€‚ๅผฑใฃใŸๅฅดใ‚’ๅฌฒใ‚‹่ถฃๅ‘ณใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๅ›žๅพฉใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ้จŽๅฃซ้“็ฒพ็ฅžใ‚ใตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใŒใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ”ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใจๅซใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜! ๅ›žๅพฉใฎ็คผใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็Ž‹ใฎๅ‰ใงใใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใฏใชใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒ‹ใƒคใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใจใ‹ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใฎใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚็คผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใ„ใจใชใ€ ใ€Œใกใฃใ€‚ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šไธ‹่ณŽใช็”ทใชใฎใ ใชใ€‚ใ„ใใ‚‰ๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ ใ€ ่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใฟใ€่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ—ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใฃ!?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅ‘ฝใฏใ‚„ใฏใ‚ŠไปŠๆ—ฅใงใชใใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใž?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใ‚’่„…ใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹!ใ€ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅƒ…ใ‹ใซไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใใฎๅ‰ฃใฏ็ฉบใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ใ€‚ๅซŒใชใ‚‰ๆˆฆใˆใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ไบŒไบบๅŒๆ™‚ใงใ„ใ„ใžใ€‚ไฟบใฏใใ‚ŒใŒใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใใฆใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใพใง็™ปใฃใฆใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใจใใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ‚‚ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใ‚‚ๆˆ‘ๅ…ˆใซใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ็ˆชใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ƒธ้ƒจใ‚’็‹™ใ„ใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๅ‰ฃใฏๅ–‰ใ‚’็‹™ใ†ใ€‚ไบŒไบบๅ…ฑใ€็ชใใ ใ€‚ ๆจชใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็‹™ใ„ใ€่…•ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ็‰™ใ‚’็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใๆ™‚ใฏใ€ๅ……ๅˆ†ๆฐ—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใชใ„ใจใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใซๆกใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฏธ้‰„ใฎๅ…ˆใŒใ€ๅฐ–ใฃใŸ็‰™ใ‚’ๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰“ใคใ€‚ ็‰‡ๆ–นใฎ็‰™ใŒๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎ็—›ใฟใซใ—ใ‚ƒใŒใฟใ“ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ‚’้ฃ›ใณ่ถŠใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใŒไธŠๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญปใญ!ใ€ ้‡ใ•ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‰ฃใŒใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ้€Ÿๅบฆใง่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้Ž–ใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใฎใพใพใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ…!?ใ€ ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎไฝ“้จ“ใซ้ฉšใ„ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€ไธๆ ผๅฅฝใซๅบŠใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚‹ใ‚ŠใจๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ†ใšใใพใฃใŸๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ–ใพใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…จ่บซใฎใƒใƒใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸ้‹ญใ„็ชใใŒใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ ฌใ‚’ๆต…ใ่ฃ‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใใงใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ไผธใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่…•ใ‚’็ตกใ‚ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€่‚˜ใจ่‚ฉใฎ้–ข็ฏ€ใ‚’ๆฅตใ‚ใฆใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ‚’ๅบŠใซๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ้ฆ–็ญ‹ใซใ€ๅฎน่ตฆใชใ้ŽŒใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ (็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€ใ‹......ใ™ใพใชใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉ......) ใ€Œ......็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๅดใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ๆ•…ไฟบใพใงๆฎบใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅผทๆ‰“ใ—ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ‰ฃใงๆ”ฏใˆใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใฉใกใ‚‰ๅดใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ ๆ‡็ด™ใง่ก€ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใฃใŸ้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ๅŽ็ดใ—ใ€็ด ๆ‰‹ใซใชใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ๅณ่ถณใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ—ใŸๅŠ่บซใซๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅฝทๅพจใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ็‹‚ไบบใ‚......ใ€ ่‚ฉใซๆ‹…ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€็ด ๆ‰‹ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใŒใ‚‰็•ฐๅธธใชๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใคๆ•ตใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๆๆ€–ใจๆ•ฌๆ„ใฎๅฟตใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎ็”ทใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€่’้‡Žใ‚’ๆฝฐใ—ใฆๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใฃใฆใงใใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจใ•ใˆๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้›„ๅซใณใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใฏใ€ๅฅ‡ใ‚’ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใ„็ด ็›ดใชๆ‰“ใกไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้€Ÿใใ€้‡ใ„ไธ€ๆ’ƒใฏใ€ใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ณใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‚ทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใจๅŒๆง˜ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่…•ใ‚’ใคใ‹ใฟใซใ„ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’้˜ฒใใŸใ‚ใซใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใŒ่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ™ใ‚‰ๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ€‚ ่…•ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใฎใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๆ‡ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎไธก่ถณใ‚’ใ™ใใ„ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ใงใฏใชใๅพŒใ‚ใซๅ€’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€ๅพŒ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’ๅบŠใซๆ‰“ใกไป˜ใ‘ใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€่†ใซๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ้ šๆคŽใ‚’ๆปใ‚ŠๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไธ‰ใคใฎๆญปไฝ“ใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œไผใ—ใŸๅฏๅฎคใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใซใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ ฌใฎๅ‚ทใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ€ๆŒ‡ใซไป˜ใ„ใŸ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ่ก€ใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ›ใ‚ใฆใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ๅฅดใŒใ‚‚ใฃใจๅข—ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใชใ€ ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซๅ‚ทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ˆˆๅฅฎใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่…นใฎๅบ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใใ‚ใŒใ‚‹้ซ˜็ฌ‘ใ„ใŒใŠใ•ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
The contact between the knights and the slums' residents began with conversation. Several beastmen, who are proud of their strength, are using their own bodies to form a wall obstructing the pathway, which is the entrance to the slums. "Clear the way, beasts." (Zebul) The one speaking in a high-handed manner from atop his horse is Zebul, who was appointed to deal with the beastmen by the king during the audience. "Even if you hole yourselves in, it won't extend you bastards' life span in the least. Surrender. Rather than losing your lives, you will likely be happier surviving as slaves." (Zebul) The humans, who took refugee in the slums, panicked more than the beastmen due to his remarks, which showed that he hadn't any intention at all to talk it over. Several humans, who noticed the uproar, listened to the speech standing behind the beastmen. "Please wait! There are humans here as well!" Coming out from in-between the beastmen, a man frantically waved his arms and advocated their existence. magic However, Zebul's reply was indifference. "The lives of commoners and their likes doesn't even deserve consideration in front of our noble cause. It's fine for you to die while regretting your own foolishness of clinging to filthy beastmen." (Zebul) "T-That's because the soldiers didn't protect us!" Zebul returned a scornful laughter at the man, who yelled close to wearing out his throat. "You aren't worth to be protected, is what I should have said just now though?" (Zebul) "Such a..." A single beastman placed their hand on the shoulder of the crestfallen man, who dropped to his knees. "Be relieved. We will properly protect you." "That's right. We have to show our gratitude to the humans here. In various ways." Zebul, who watched the leopard beastman laugh with a giggle, bent his lips in displeasure. "Beast, don't use human speech! All hands, draw your swords!" (Zebul) The soldiers and knights, lining up in rows, draw their swords. Their numbers are probably around 50 in total? Although it might be a magnificent view to watch, you can't really say that from the standpoint of having to confront them. Especially the mounted knights holding a longsword, supposed to be swung downwards from atop the horse, have an imposing appearance. But, the beastmen's side had quite the composure. "Ooh! Her they come! Here they come!" (Gengu) The dogman Gengu is also at this place. Gengu, who exerted the most focussed effort at the time of Hifumi's coaching, stares directly at the human knights and isn't perturbed in any way either. "Hee. If you compare it to the intimidation of Hifumi-san, those guys aren't even close to a fart!" (Gengu) The surrounding beastmen also agreed to Gengu's harsh words. Once you observe them, the knights, who are using horses, are sticking out just because they are leaving the soldiers behind, as according to assumptions. "Alright! Let's get it done as we were taught!" (Gengu) """Yeah!""" What the beastmen, who motivated themselves, did first was to retreat towards the slums. The humans, who have been dumbfounded, are carried by the strong beastmen and they retreat orderly. "Haha! The beasts are scared, it seems." "Let's enter the slums and get on with the massacre!" The knights, who talked big and raised the speed of their horses, disregard something like the soldiers running after them from behind. They charge directly at the beastmen. "I will get them first! ... Aaargh!?" (Zebul) Zebul spurs on his horse, but, being suddenly thrown off balance, he fell due to pitching forward. In front of Zebul, who was thrown to the front, stands a gigantic tiger beastman. "Alright, how did you feel being thrown off the horse?" "Don't babble! Lowlifes such as incompetent beasts, who can only swing around their arms... are...?" (Zebul) At the time Zebul stood up and fixed his grip on the sword, the tiger beastmen brandished a 3-m-long log with amazing muscle strength. "Yea, it's certainly true that we are incompetents, who can only swing something around. It's not only the arms though!" Zebul was slapped into the wall of the avenue by the log. which was swung with full power. Breaking through the wooden wall, he was forcefully removed from the battlefield. Also, in the meanwhile, the horses of the knights, who have been pressing onwards vigorously, are falling over one after the other and the armoured knights are thrown onto the ground. "Indeed, this is easy." (Gengu) Gengu, who stayed at distance and observed, isn't able to withstand laughing at how well their plan is working out. Although you might call it a trap, it's something extremely simple. They only made a large amount of small pitfalls with a depth of around 20 cm along the entranceway to the slums. The pitfalls' size is at the level that one might ignore it if passing over them on wheels, but if it's the feet of people and horses, those will get stuck. Moreover, according to Hifumi's thankful forethought of {It's not likely that they will be immediately able to do such difficult actions like preparing their swords to slash with them} , the beastmen, making use of their physical strength, can wield logs as is. And the powerless beastmen are holding long spears. Looking at the state of the knights being smashed by logs and pierced by spears from a distance, a longsword can't reach, the following soldiers stop their feet. The narrow entrance to the slums was clogged up with a number of corpses and knights evacuating while raising groans being barely alive. "Humans get beaten up by human wit. Even as a pun it's harsh." (Gengu) Gengu laughed forcibly. The king of Swordland, Buell, who can't guess the crisis, the knights have fallen into, in the least, drank a light sake after working up a sweat in his dim bedroom illuminated by candlelight. On top of the soggy, dishevelled bed a stark naked catwoman has collapsed while gasping. "Hmm, today's female was quite good. You have my praises." (Buell) Savouring the sensation of alcohol pouring down his throat, Buell talks about praising while not even throwing a single glance at the catwoman. "Hey! Someone bring a stronger sake!" (Buell) Buell's very loud voice reverberates. But, there's no answer to it. "What's wrong!? Isn't anyone there!?" (Buell) Once his voice raised in anger, the room's door finally opened. However, the one, who entered, is a bearman. "All humans on this floor were killed. There's only you left." (Salgu) The bearman Salgu, who was smeared in blood, pointed at Buell and bore his fangs. "Those incompetent guards are... For the king himself to exterminate harmful vermin, it's necessary to retrain those knights." (Buell) Buell drew the large sword, which was leaning horizontally against the bed and pointed it towards Salgu. His only cloth is a single gown, but his impressive figure implicitly shows the level of his military prowess. "Our family has slain beasts with this sword and established a nation on this desolated soil. It's fine to boast to the other beastmen, once you dropped to hell, about having been killed by this historical sword." (Buell) "The one to die is you. I will free the beastmen, who were imprisoned in the humans' city." (Salgu) "Don't spout such nonsense, lowlife." (Buell) Buell's charge is fast. Against the sword, which was swung downward head-on, Salgu evaded by twisting his body and thrust out his right paw. Hitting the hilt of the sword with his sharp claws, he averts its trajectory. "You are moving fairly well for one with the social standing of a beast." (Buell) The sword, which was aimed at the neck, was restrained by Salgu's arm and stopped. Buell corresponded with a head-butt against the counter-attacking bite. The sound of bones and flesh colliding continued. Salgu was getting covered in wounds little by little. Buell was also intensely shedding blood from a number of cuts and had sustained bruises here and there. "I see. It's been a while since I had a tough opponent. But, I will finish it with this." (Buell) The judgment Buell made was that Salgu's movements have gradually grown dull and that he was at the peak of fatigue due to having struggled against the defence up to here. So far Buell had repeatedly attacked by brandishing his sword and thus Salgu likely wouldn't be able to deal with intended thrust coming next. Once I stab the neck, this battle will end. However, an unexpected hindrance came in-between. "Nuu!?" (Buell) Suddenly the catwoman clung to Buell's feet. "You bitch!" (Buell) The enraged Buell fiercely kicked the catwoman's head and the woman, having her neck broken, died while slowly slipping down with her strength being lost. However, that has become a fatal opening for Buell. The claws of the roaring Salgu pierce into Buell's stomach and deeply penetrated to the level of pushing out the skin of Buell's back. Throwing up blood, Buell kneels down. "It's your... loss..." (Salgu) Just as Buell had foreseen, Salgu stamina was at its limit. If Buell had avoided that one blow, Salgu would have been the one who lost. Losing strength in his knees, Salgu sat down on the floor and looked at the catwoman, who created this chance by risking her own life. Facing the dead body with its head being bent the wrong way and its eyes being vacant, Salgu shed tears. "Sorry... If I had been stronger..." (Salgu) "Uh-oh. Am I barely in time. Or am I out?" In the room, where there shouldn't be anyone, the voice of a man besides Salgu resounds. "W-Who is it?" (Salgu) "Yoo." (Hifumi) Hifumi suddenly turned up at the window, which should be at quite the height due to this part being on the 5th floor. Having hooked the sickle to the edge of the window, he jumps into the room with nimble movement. Once he took a fleeting glance at the defeated Buell, he took out a magic potion from within his storage while saying [He is still breathing] and sprinkled it over Buell's wounds with a *splash* "W-What are you doing...?" (Salgu) "Mm? After you it's my turn. Here, you too." (Hifumi) Having already opened one bottle, he pours the fluid completely over the sitting Salgu. "Uwaa... the wounds are?" (Salgu) At the beginning Salgu was surprised about the sensation of his body, which had been injured by Buell's sword, recovering in the twinkling of an eye, but he realized that it was the same thing Buell went through beforehand. "No way!" (Salgu) "Uuh..." (Buell) As Salgu had feared, Buell, who should be at death's door, got up while raising groans and looked down on his body with its healed wounds. "This is... just what the hell happened?" (Buell) "You are slow at waking up. Stand up quickly. Your injuries should have already been healed." (Hifumi) "Was that your work, bastard?" (Buell) Buell, who stood up, is stroking his belly while showing the inside of the torn gown. "It has been completely closed. I don't know what kind of magic that is, but it certainly is convenient. I shall praise you." (Buell) Buell showed irritation due to Hifumi's nonchalant attitude, however it was Salgu, who raised his voice before Buell. "What are you thinking? That catwoman risked her life to create an opening and even though I believed I finally killed him!" (Salgu) "That's right. It looks like your guys' fight finished right there. The middle-aged man lost and the bear somehow won by getting help." (Hifumi) The two, who had a finger pointed them in turns, glared at Hifumi in tune albeit it being just after them killing each other. "So, next is my turn. I don't have a hobby of tormenting a weakened opponent. Thus I just had you recover." (Hifumi) "My chivalrous spirit will probably overflow", Hifumi sneered, but Buell shouted that it wasn't a laughing matter. "You bastard! Even if I'm grateful for the healing, what's with this attitude in front of the king!?" (Buell) Hifumi smiles broadly. "Being a king, how does that matter? I don't care about such stuff. I saved your life. Aren't you thankful for that?" (Hifumi) "Tsk. You are a lowly man after all. Tell me what you desire." (Buell) Due to Buell folding his arms and having an attitude filled with despise, Hifumi looked into his eyes and replied, "This country." (Hifumi) "What!?" (Buell) "If you are unable to accept, will it better for you to lose your life today after all?" (Hifumi) "Do you plan to threaten the king!?" (Buell) Grasping his sword, Buell tried to strike with his sword aiming at Hifumi's neck. However, just by lowering his waist slightly, that sword cuts empty space. "Oh, yes! You can fight against me, if you dislike it. It's fine for you both to go at it at the same time. I climbed all the way up to this place because I wanted to do just that." (Hifumi) At the moment Hifumi finished his speech, Salgu as well as Buell attacked Hifumi striving to be first to hit him. Salgu aims his claws at the breast of Hifumi. Buell's sword heads towards his throat. Both of them lunge at him. Aiming at Hifumi, who stepped sideways, Salgu tried to pierce him with his fangs while drawing back his arm. "You aren't careful enough when you open your snout." (Hifumi) The tip of the suntetsu, grasped in Hifumi's hand, hit the sharpened fangs from the front. Jumping over Salgu, who squatted down in pain when a pair of his fangs broke, Buell swung his sword down from a overhead position. "Die!" (Buell) The sword, which has weight, approached with quite the velocity. Hifumi, who judged that he would be cut, even if put up the chain, seized Buell's arm by stretching out his left hand and hurled away Buell with the momentum of slashing as is. "Oouuh!?" (Buell) Being surprised by his first experience of being thrown, Buell was awkwardly slapped onto the ground. Turning around, Hifumi saw the figure of Salgu, who has started to attack in the act of standing up from his crouching posture. The pointed thrust of using his entire body as spring barely tore open Hifumi's cheek with a shallow cut. "You did well." (Hifumi) Grabbing the extended arm and arresting it, he pins down Salgu to the floor by pressing the shoulder and elbow joints. Hifumi mercilessly swings down his sickle at Salgu's nape of the neck. (It's the end, huh...? Sorry, Olra...) "... Aren't you on the humans' side, if you kill a beastman? Why are you trying to kill me as well?" (Buell) Buell, who hit his back, supports his trembling body with his sword and stands up. "I'm on neither side." (Hifumi) Storing away the kusarigama, which he had wiped clean of blood, Hifumi, who became unarmed, took a stance of having his right hand and his right leg in front. "I'm just roaming this world in the pursuit of combat." (Hifumi) "You lunatic..." (Buell) Buell, who was finally able to set up his sword by shouldering it, held a feeling of respect and terror towards the enemy standing in front of him with an abnormal presence while being an unarmed opponent. If this man was my own subordinate, it might also be possible to expand the nation by crushing the wastelands The one blow of Buell, who raised a war cry, was an honest strike without any tricks. The fast and heavy hit might have been able to injure Hifumi, if Buell had been in his best condition. At the moment Hifumi grabbed his arm just as before, Buell lowered his waist in order to prevent being thrown. However, Hifumi shows how to even deal with that. Ceasing to grab the arm, he plunged into Buell's bosom and scooped up both legs of his opponent with both arms. Buell, who was tossed onto his back unlike before, bangs the back of his head against the floor and tries to stand up in a hurry, but his knees have no strength. At the point when he stood up with the support of his sword, his cervical vertebrae was twisted by Hifumi's hand and broke. In the bedroom, filled with three fallen corpses, Hifumi touched the wound on his cheek, caused by Salgu, and licked his own blood sticking to his finger. "I have to increase the number of fellows, who are able to do at least this much." (Hifumi) Even while grumbling, Hifumi didn't suppress the laughter rising from the bottom of his abdomen due to the excitement of having received a wound after a long time.
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51.Black Or White ใ€ๅฅณ้จŽๅฃซใธใฎ่พžไปคใ€‘ ๅฅณๆ€ง้จŽๅฃซใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏ้ฆฌใซไน—ใฃใฆ่ก—้“ใ‚’้€ฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธๆบ€ใ’ใซๅฃใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใชใ‚“ใฆๅƒปๅœฐใซ่กŒใ‹ใชใใ‚ƒใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ๆœใ‚„้ฃŸๆ–™ใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใŸๅฐใ•ใช้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใงใฏใ€้‡Žๅ–ถใฎ้š›ใซ่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใฎไฝฟ่€…ใŒ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้ฆญ่€…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฎไพๅฅณใจใ—ใฆๅฎŸๅฎถใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅ›ฝใฎ็ซฏใฃใ“ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ€ 18ๆญณใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ„ใใคใ‹่‹ฅใ„ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใฎ็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใชใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้šŠๅ“กใŒ้ ˜ไธปใฎๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใซๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅฝน็›ฎใชใฎใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ็ท‘่‰ฒใฎๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใช้ซชใ‚’้ขจใซๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏๆ„š็—ดใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€้จŽๅฃซใชใ‚“ใฆๅฑ้™บใชใŠไป•ไบ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€่ก—ใง้ ˜ๅœฐใฎ้‹ๅ–ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใๆ–นใŒใ€็งใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚‚็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจใ€่ก—ใงใฏๅ™‚ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎใ”ๆดป่บใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใจใ‹ใ€ ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„่ทๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŒ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใฎใŒๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใฏ็•ฐๅ‹•ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใฃใจไธŠๆฉŸๅซŒใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฃใฆๅนธใ›ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๆ‰€ๅฑžใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ“ใจใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ„ใ†ไบบ็‰ฉใซใคใ„ใฆ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟๅฎฃ่จ€ใฎ้š›ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใจๅŒใ˜ใๆฐ‘่ก†ใซ็ด›ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆœฌไบบใฎ้ก”ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้ก”ใคใใŒๅนผใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ•ดใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ไธญ่บซใŒใญ......ใ€ ้ ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใ ใ—ใ€ๆฌกใ„ใงๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใง่ชญใ‚“ใ ๅฝผใฎๅฑฅๆญดใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใ ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใพใงใ‚ใจใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ขใซใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽ้ ˜ใซใฏๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใซใฏ็€ใใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ†ใ‚“?ใ€ ไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ก—้“ใฎๅ…ˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใซใ€ๅœŸ็…™ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’่ก—้“ใฎๅค–ใธ! ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ™ใ”ใ„ๅ‹ขใ„ใง่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใฃ!ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใŒๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๆ“ใ‚‹ใจใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฏ็›ดใใซ่ก—้“ใฎๅค–ใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆฎตๅทฎใง้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒ่ทณใญใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎไฝฟ่€…ใ‚‚้ฃ›ใณ่ตทใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?!ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใŒ็Šถๆณใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ‚‚่ก—้“ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใชใฎใ‚ˆใ€ใพใฃใŸใ......ใ€ ๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€้ฆฌใ‚’้™ใ‚Šใฆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎ่„‡ใธใจๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใซใ˜ใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆœใงๆ‹ญใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใฏๆญฃ็›ดใ€่‡ชไฟกใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฅณๆ€ง้จŽๅฃซใซๆ†งใ‚Œใฆใ€ไธ€ๆ™‚ๆœŸ็†ฑๅฟƒใซ็ทด็ฟ’ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€้ ˜ๅœฐใฎ้‹ๅ–ถใฎๆฅฝใ—ใ•ใซ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ•ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚็ตŒๅ–ถใซๅฃๅ‡บใ—ใ—ใ™ใŽใฆ็ˆถ่ฆชใ‹ใ‚‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใธๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏ้›ใˆ็›ดใ—ใŸใŒใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎไธญใงใฏๆœ€ไฝŽใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใฎ่…•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‡Ž็›—ใ‚„้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ้กžใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ......ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€้ก˜ใ„ใฏไบŒ้‡ใซ่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้–“ใ‚‚็„กใ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใŸๅœŸ็…™ใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใฏใ€ๅคงๅž‹ใฎ็Œชๅž‹ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆฃฎใ‚„ใใ‚Œใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใงใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใฏ3ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซ่ฟ‘ใใ‚ใ‚Šใ€้ญ”็‰ฉ้€€ๆฒปใ‚’ๅพ—ๆ„ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใŒใ„ใชใ„ใจๅŽณใ—ใ„ๅคงใใ•ใ ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใใฎๅคงๅž‹ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’่ฟฝใ†่€…ใŸใกใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎๅฐ่ปŠใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใซไน—ใฃใŸไธ‰ไบบ็ต„ใฏใ€ไบŒไบบใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใฎใƒฌใƒใƒผใ‚’ๆ“ไฝœใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบบใŒๅผ“็Ÿขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฐ่ปŠใซๅ›บๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…จๅ“กใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆƒใ„ใฎใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใช้Žงใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใŠใŠใŠใŠ!ใ€ ใ€Œใฐใ‹! ้€Ÿใ™ใŽใ ใฃใฆ!ใ€ ใ€Œๆ€–ใ„ๆ€–ใ„ๆ€–ใ„!ใ€ ๅฃใ€…ใซๅซใณใชใŒใ‚‰้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’่ฟฝใ„็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ„ใŸๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒ็™บๅฐ„ใ—ใŸๆงใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ€้ˆใ„้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๅฐปใซ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้›„ๅซใณใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆ่ตฐใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใฎใพใพ่ปขใŒใฃใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใซใ€็Œ›ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใฎใพใพๅฐ่ปŠใŒ็ชใฃ่พผใฟใ€ไธ‰ไบบใฏๆ•ฃใ‚Šๆ•ฃใ‚Šใซๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’้ฃ›ใณ่ถŠใˆใฆ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚......ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็„กไบ‹ใงใฏๆธˆใพใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใ‚’้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๅดใซๆฎ‹ใ—ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎไฝฟ่€…ใฏๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ้ญ”็‰ฉใฏใ€่ปขใŒใฃใŸๆ‹ๅญใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ 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ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆ่žใๅ˜่ชžใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŒ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไป–ๅ›ฝใฎ่€…ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ไป–ใฎไบŒไบบใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚‚้›†ใพใ‚Šใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŸใกใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ้จ’ใŒใ›ใ—ใฆ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ…ˆใง้‡Žๅ–ถๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€้ฃŸๆ–™ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ„ใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใŸใกใฎๆ‰€ๅฑžใฏ?ใ€ ใŠๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใจ็…งใ‚Œ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅคงใฎ็”ทไธ‰ไบบใฏใ€ไป–ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆญฆ้ชจใ•ใŒ็„กใใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚่ปฝใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅคฑ็คผใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸ! ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฏใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽ้ ˜ใฎ้ ˜่ปใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹้ ˜ๅ…ตใงใ™ใ€ (ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ......) ๅฏกๅ…ตใงๅคง่ปใ‚’ๆ‰“ใก็ ดใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใจใ‹ใ‘้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใŠ่ชฟๅญ่€…ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅทฎใ—ๆ”ฏใˆใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใฎๅ…ต้”ใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏใฒใฉใไธๅฎ‰ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ…ˆใ€้ฆฌใงใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่กŒใฃใŸๆ‰€ใซๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฎ้™ฃใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚้ ˜ไธปใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใธๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆˆปใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ”ไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใ‹ใŒใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚้ ˜ไธปไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒŽใ‚ทใ‚ทใƒŠใƒ™ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ใ”่ฟทๆƒ‘ใ‚’ใŠใ‹ใ‘ใ—ใŸใŠ่ฉซใณใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ่ฉฑใ‚’้ฎใฃใฆ่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎไฝฟ่€…ใ ใ€‚ ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ—ฉใ„ๅ‡บไผšใ„ใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใจใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ท ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅคง้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎไธ€ใคใ€ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎไปฃ่กจใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ›ธ็ฐกใซใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใซ่ชžใฃใŸๅ†…ๅฎนไปฅๅค–ใซใ€้‡่ฆใชไบ‹ใŒๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๅ‡บๅฅ”ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใงใ€ใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใŒ่ชฟในใŸ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใงใฏใ€ใพใŸๅ•†ไบบใฎๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ้–“ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟก็”จใ€ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ”พใฃใŸๆ›ธ็ฐกใ‚’ๆ‹พใ„ไธŠใ’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ˜ใฃใใ‚Šใจ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎ็‹ฌ็ซ‹้–ขไฟ‚ใงใ‚ดใ‚ฟใ‚ดใ‚ฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ“ใซๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใŒใ€ใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใŒใใ‚ŒใงๆฅฝใŒใงใใ‚‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้€ใ‘ใฆ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰โ€œใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณๅฏพใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๆฎ‹ใ‚Šโ€ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใซๅ‘ใใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎๅˆ†ๆ•ตใŒๆธ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏๆ”พใฃใฆใŠใใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ”ใกใ‚ƒใ”ใกใ‚ƒใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ๆ–นใŒใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏ?ใ€ ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใชใŠใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซ็ฝฎใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆœŸๅพ…ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซ่กŒใใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎไปถใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚่ฃใงใ“ใใ“ใใ‚„ใฃใฆๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎไธญใงใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅพฉ่ฎใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใจใ„ใ†ๅ›ณๅผใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใพใŸไบŒไบบใงๆ—…ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใฏใจๆœŸๅพ…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจ......ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ ๅพใคใ„ใงใซ่ปใ‚‚ใ„ใใ‚‰ใ‹้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใใ‹ใ€‚่‰ฒใ€…ไฝœใฃใฆใŠใ„ใŸ้“ๅ…ทใ‚‚่ฉฆใ—ใŸใ„ใ—ใ€ ไบŒไบบใใ‚Šใงใฏใชใ„ใ“ใจใซใŒใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใซ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚......ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใฎไธŠใฎๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉ......่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚็งใŒๅฟ…ใšๆฎบใ™ใ€ ้™ใ‹ใชๅฎคๅ†…ใซใ€ๆฑบๆ„ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใŒใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใซๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸใจใใ€ใพใ ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฏๅฅๅœจใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€่ก—ใฎไธญใฏๅ‡บๆญฉใไบบใ€…ใฏ่ฆ‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅŽณๆˆ’ๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใจใ„ใ†ในใ็Šถๆณใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ? ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ไบˆๆธฌใงใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉๆˆฆ้—˜ใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใใ€็จใฟๅˆใ„ใง็ต‚ใ‚‹ใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใงใ€่ก—ใฎไฝไบบใซๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ€็ฌฌไบŒใฎๆฌกใฏ็ฌฌไธ€ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใงใ“ใ“ใŒ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใชใ€ ้คจใงใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใŸใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏใ€ใคใพใ‚‰ใชใใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎ็Šถๆณใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใซใฉใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅบงใ‚Šใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด…่Œถใงๅ–‰ใ‚’ๆฝคใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใงใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅฆ™ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใงๅผทๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ ใจ?!ใ€ ๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใซ็ชฎๅœฐใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎๆˆฆๆณใซใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่จˆ็”ปใŒ็‹‚ใ†ไบ‹ใซๆญฏๅ™›ใฟใ—ใŸใ€‚็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’ๆ——ๅฐใซๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’็ณพๅˆใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซๅธฐใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒใ€่‚ๅฟƒใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใŒๅ‰Šใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏใฉใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ฟ‘ใใฎๆ‘ใซๅฎฟๅ–ถใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰็งใŒใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใซๆด่ปใ‚’่ฆ่ซ‹ใ—ใŸใฎใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏ็™ฝใ„ๆญฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅคฑ็คผใ€ใจๅฝน็›ฎๆธˆใพใ—ใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆด่ปใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹! ใชใœใ‚ใฎ็”ทใชใฎใ !ใ€ ใ€Œๅผทใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅคšใใฎๆ•ตใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚Šใ€้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅŒใ˜้ ˜ไธปใจใ—ใฆใ‚ณใƒ„ใ‚’ไผบใ„ใŸใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ไธ€ใคใคใพใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠไธ€ใคใ„ใ‹ใŒใงใ™ใ‹? ็”˜ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅฟƒใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใพใ™ใ€‚ๅ†ท้™ใซใชใฃใฆๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใใฏใ€ๅฟ…ใš่“ๅญใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ไป•ไบ‹ใŒ่ฉฐใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่“ๅญใฐใ‹ใ‚Š้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅญไพ›ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใจๅฆปใชใฉใซใฏ็ฌ‘ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใงใ™ใŒใญใ€ใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ่ฆใ ! ใ“ใ‚Œใงๅคฑ็คผใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใŒใ“ใ“ใธๆฅใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใงไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซไธ€็žฌ็กฌ็›ดใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌใจ่จ€ใ„ๆจใฆใ€่’ใ€…ใ—ใใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’้–‹้–‰ใ—ใฆๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใ€‚่ฆ‹้€ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏๅคงใใๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆๆค…ๅญใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’้ ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใฉใฎใ€ๅจๅœงๆ„Ÿใฏๅคงใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎไบˆๆธฌใงใฏใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใŸใก็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจๅˆๆตใ—ใฆใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ‹ใฆใ‚Œใฐ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’็ฅญใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆๅ‡ฑๆ—‹ใ—ใ€็Ž‹ไฝ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟใพใงๅŠ›ใฅใใงๆŽจใ—้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ่ฒ ใ‘ใŸๅ ดๅˆใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใธๆ•ตใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€ๆ‚ชใฎไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใในใใ‹......ใ€ ๅคฉไบ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆ็ญ–ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใฎไธŠใฎ้ˆดใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ™ใใซๅŸทไบ‹ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‘ผใณใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œไผš่ญฐๅ ดใซ้ ˜่ปใฎ้šŠ้•ทใŸใกๅ…จๅ“กใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ็‰ฉ่ณ‡ใฎ็”จๆ„ใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ่€ๅŸทไบ‹ใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚่žใ‹ใšใ€ใŸใ ้ ญใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ€‚......ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผใฏ็„กไบ‹ใซใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใจๆŽฅ่งฆใงใใŸใ‹ใช? ๆ—ฉใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒใ‚บใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๆœŸๅพ…ใฏๆœŸๅพ…ใจใ—ใฆ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€ใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจใญใ€ ๆ†คๆ…จใ™ใ‚‹ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏใ€้คจใฎๅค–ใงๅพ…ใค็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๆ‰€ใธๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ้šŠ้•ทใฎไธๆฉŸๅซŒใชๆง˜ๅญใซใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŸใ ไธ€ไบบใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใงใ‹ใชใ‚Š่ขซๅฎณใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใชใ€ ๅพŒใ‚ๆ‰‹ใซ็ธ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใŒใ„ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใซ็จใพใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ฉฑใ™ใฎใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฏพๅฟœ็ญ–ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใœใ€‚ใƒฏใ‚ฟใ‚ทใฎไบบ่„ˆใŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใฐๅŒใ˜ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’็”จๆ„ใงใใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใงๅ…ต้šŠใ‚’ๅผทๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ......ใ€ ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจใฎๅˆๆตใ‚’ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ฟ‘ใใฎๆ‘ใซใฆๅธƒ้™ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ๆ‰‹ใ“ใšใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใŒๆ•‘ๆดใซๅ‘ใ‹ใˆใฐใ€ใ™ใใซๆŠผใ—่ฟ”ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†!ใ€ ใŠใ†ใ€ใจ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฃฐใŒใ‚ใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅˆ—ใ‚’ใชใ—ใฆใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ็ธ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพๆญฉใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใ€็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใƒ˜ใƒฉใƒ˜ใƒฉใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅฟ…่ฆใชๆ™‚ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใซ้ ผใ‚‰ใšใจใ‚‚ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚’ไปฅใฆใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๅ‹ๆฉŸใฏใ‚ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ„ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฎ่บซๆŸ„ใ‚’ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใธใจๆธกใ™ๆฐ—ใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใฏใ™ใงใซ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆดพใซใคใใจๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฏ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใซๆ•ตๅ›ฝใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ่€…ใ‚’ๆธกใ›ใฐใ€ใ‚ใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆ‰‹ๆŸ„ใฏๅฅชใ„ๅŽปใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใฏใชใ„ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็Ž‹ๅญๆดพใฎ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ ใ‘ใงๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใญใฐใ€‚ ็„ฆใ‚ŠใŒใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ‚’ๆ”ฏ้…ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 51: Black Or White While the female knight Phyrinion was advancing along the highway on horse, she pouted in dissatisfaction. "Why? Is it absolutely necessary for me to go to such remote district such as Fokalore?" (Phyrinion) The clothes and food was placed in a small carriage that is following her in the back. Earl Biron's messenger, who was on guard duty at the time of camping, is sleeping within the carriage. Krinola "Fokalore isn't at the end of the nation any more, ojou-sama." (Krinola) Phyrinion sighed as Krinola, being a few years younger than the 18-years old Phyrinion, innocently tsukkomi'd. "I know about that too! But it's strange. Something like deploying a member of a knight unit to help a feudal lord. Moreover, is this really Sabnak's duty?" (Phyrinion) While her green tender hair sways in the wind, Phyrinion can't stop to complain. "However, rather than doing such dangerous work such as being a knight, the way of taking care of the territorial administration of a city is a relief for me as well. It has become a rumor in the city that the war has already ended, too. They say, the Lord-sama of Fokalore, where we are currently heading towards, has played an active role to influence this or something like that." (Krinola) Is she happy that Phyrinion left the workplace where she would very likely be involved in a battle? Krinola has been continuously in a good mood since hearing about the matter of being transferred. "... It's a blessing, if you don't know about it, right?" (Phyrinion) Phyrinion, who is affiliated with the Third Knight Order, is naturally aware of the person called Hifumi. As she slipped into the masses at the succession announcement of the princess just like Sabnak, she has also seen the face of the person himself. "Although his face is slightly immature, he is well-equipped. But his contents..." (Phyrinion) Recalling Hifumi's face she saw from far away, she remembered the personal history she read in the subsequent report. "Ojou-sama, what's wrong?" (Krinola) "Nothing. How far is it until Fokalore?" (Phyrinion) "We have already entered the Tohno territory. We will arrive tomorrow." (Krinola) "... Oh?" (Phyrinion) While conversing with each other, Phyrinion's view is observing the highway ahead. Something is approaching while rising a cloud of dust was in sight. "Krinola, get the carriage off the highway! Something unknown is approaching us with great speed." (Phyrinion) "Y-Yes!" (Krinola) Krinola, steering with the reins, immediately moves the carriage away from the highway. Biron's messenger also jumped up to his feet with the carriage hitting the bumps on the ground. "Did something happen?" (Messenger) During the time when Krinola is explaining the situation, Phyrinion leaves the highway as well. "What's going on? Good grief..." (Phyrinion) Drawing her sword for caution's sake, Phyrinion, who dismounts her horse and waits besides the carriage, wiped the sweat, that drenched her palm, with a cloth. Admiring female knights, she practiced enthusiastically for a period of time, but it was no good after she realized the fun of territorial administration. Because she was placed in the knight unit by her father for interfering with the administration too much, she restarted her training more or less, but in terms of skills she was at the lowest ranks amongst the knight unit. "I hope it isn't the kind of monsters and bandits..." (Phyrinion) But, her hope has been betrayed two-fold. Soon the true identity of the approaching cloud of dust was visible. It was a large monster of the wild boar type. It is a type of monster that can be seen in near places such as forests, but its size is close to three meters. Even for adventurers, whose strong point is to subjugate monsters, it will be a harsh game, if they don't hunt it with an appropriate number of people. And then there are people who are chasing that large monster. A trio who boarded something like some wagon. Two of them are operating some kind of lever. The last is preparing some bow that is fixated on the wagon. All of them are wearing a simple armor somehow similar to the uniforms of soldiers. "Uoooo!" "Fool! It's too fast!" "Scary! Scary! Scary!" While unanimously yelling, they fired something like a spear urging the monster forward. With a dull sound it pierced the butt of the monster. As the monster fell over with a great force raising a roar, the wagon crashed into it at high-speed. The three are scattered and blown off the wagon rolling over the monster. "Uwa..." (Phyrinion) Feeling uneasy whether this has ended safely, Phyrinion and Biron's messenger approach the crash site leaving Krinola at the carriage. The monster had its neck broken at the moment it fell. It was 100% dead. After they confirmed that there aren't any other monsters, as they try to examine the state of the collapsed three, all of them are standing up unsteadily. "A-Are you alright... or?" (Phyrinion) As she asks one of them nervously, the soldier-like man bowed his head while being embarrassed. "Ah, I'm sorry for frightening you." "N-No... if you are fine, all's well." (Phyrinion) The remaining two also get up. Seeing the shattered wagon, they are at their wit's end and say [We will be scolded~] . "I am Phyrinion belonging to Orsongrande's Third Knight Unit. I wonder to whom you soldiers are affiliated. You are surprisingly sturdy. You boarded a strange vehicle there." (Phyrinion) "Oh, what an honor, you were a knight-sama?! We aren't this injured. We have acquired a technique called ukemi. And it has become something indispensable for our intense training we receive everyday." (Ukemi?) (Phyrinion) Phyrinion raises her vigilance due to the word she has heard for the first time. While pondering about this, the other two soldiers came close and bowed to Phyrinion's group. "We are deeply sorry to have caused you anxiety. As we prepared a camping site further down the highway from here, we chased the monster in order to get some food." "That is fine, but what's your affiliation?" (Phyrinion) They don't have the boorishness like other soldiers I have seen. They somehow feel gentle. "Ah, please forgive us our impoliteness! We are territorial soldiers belonging to the territorial army of the Tohno territory." (They are...) They were quite different from the image she had about the small army force that defeated a large army. Phyrinion became very anxious due to the objectionable aspects of the soldiers as she thought them to be frivolous people. "Slightly away on horses from here on was our camp. Given that we are returning in order to report to Lord Hifumi-sama, how about travelling with us if that's alright with you? We have troubled you because of Lord Hifumi-sama apparently saying that he wants to make bear stew, as an apology..." "Hifumi-sama is there?" (Messenger) Bending himself forward in curiosity, it is Biron's messenger who interrupts the soldier. It seems that I will meet him faster than I expected Except for the details Hifumi told the messengers from the central committee, there was something important written in the letter from Minoson, who is the representative of Pursang, the single metropolis of Vichy. "It looks like Beirevra has fled from Vichy. So, according to the extent of Minoson's investigation, it appears as if he is most likely planning to head towards Horant, escaping Orsongrande by once again pretending to be a merchant." (Hifumi) Listening to Hifumi's explanation, Origa paused for a little while and then opened her mouth. "Are we able to trust this information?" (Origa) Picking up the letter Hifumi threw away, Origa carefully scanned its contents. "Soon there will be confusion in Vichy as effect of Pursang's independence. Even though it will also be fine to attack then, it seems too obvious that Minoson considers it to be possible with ease. I don't like that at all." (Hifumi) "Originally it would become "Pursang vs. the rest of Vichy." If it turns out that quite a part of Vichy has to face Orsongrande in war, the enemies will decrease for them accordingly, right?" (Hifumi) "Let's leave Vichy alone for a while", is what Hifumi said. "It looks to me that it will be enjoyable, if we let their state become a little more complicated by being mixed up." (Hifumi) "So?" (Origa) While pouring tea into the cup again and placing it in front of Hifumi, Origa looked at him in expectation. "We will go to Horant. Since I am also bothered over the magic tool case. It looks like they have been getting reading secretly behind the scenes, so there will likely be some reaction." (Hifumi) Within Origa it had taken the form of Hifumi especially heading towards Horant for the sake of Origa's revenge. Furthermore she is hoping for them both to be able to travel together again. "With Alyssa... as she has waited for a long time now. While we are at it, we should also take some troops along on the expedition, huh? I am planning to test various tools we built as well." (Hifumi) Ignoring Origa, who was disappointed that it wouldn't be just the two of them, Hifumi immediately left for the sake of having Pruflas prepare the necessary things. "At any rate..." (Origa) Origa, remaining in the room by herself, looked at the documents on top of the desk. "Beirevra... get ready. I will kill you without fail." (Origa) Her words of determination resounded within the silent room.magic At the time when Ribezal arrived at Munster, Munster was still standing strong, but there weren't any people to be found roaming within the city. It matched a situation you ought to call a state of high alert. "What's this? What is the Second Knight Unit doing?" (Ribezal) He has never predicted that it would practically become a battle with Horant. He believed it would end with both sides glaring at each other. It was completely unforeseeable for Ribezal that a battle would take place to the degree that it would influence the residents of the city. "Oh my, after the Second, now the First? This place is completely similar the royal castle now." (Biron) Biron, who welcomed Ribezal in his mansion, said while looking bored. "What's up with the situation in this city?" (Ribezal) Sitting down on the sofa with a flump, Ribezal appeases his thirst with the black tea that was served. "It seems that the Second Knight Unit can't stop Horant's soldiers. Somehow or other they are strengthened by a strange magic tool or something like that." (Biron) "Magic tool, you say?!" (Ribezal) Ribezal was grinding his teeth due to his own plan going astray as the battle progress at the national border to Horant was in a predicament beyond his imagination. He should return to the royal castle to rally troops under the prince's banner, but the crucial war potential has been reduced. "And? Where is the Second Knight Unit?" (Ribezal) "They are quartering in a village close to the border. It appears that they aren't pleased with me requesting reinforcements from the Tohno earldom." (Biron) Showing his white teeth, Biron laughs. "Excuse my discourtesy", he says finishing his business. "You say you have asked Hifumi for reinforcements? Why that man?" (Ribezal) "Because he is strong. He has killed many enemies, protected the populace and defended his territory. It's to the extent that I want to inquire about his secret as likewise territorial lord." (Biron) Disregarding Ribezal's scowling look, Biron picked up a single baked sweet. "Do you want one? The sweetness will calm your mind. Once it is necessary to make composed decisions, I am always making sure to prepare pastry." (Biron) Since he eats nothing but sweets being clogged up with work, he ends up getting laughed at and branded as child by his wife, Biron laughed and threw another one into his mouth. "It's unnecessary. Please excuse me for leaving now!" (Ribezal) "Ah, please wait. Does your coming here mean that something happened at the royal castle?" (Biron) Although he stiffened for an instant due to Biron's question, Ribezal told him that he doesn't know. He leaves while roughly opening and closing the door. Seeing him off, Biron entrusted his body to the chair with a large breath. "Good grief! As expected of the First Knight Unit's captain, he has a quite intimidating air." (Biron) By Biron's estimation it has been decided that the Ribezal's First Knight Unit will merge with the Second Knight Unit and head towards fighting against Horant. In case they lose, the enemy will turn up here. "Should I also take the worst case into consideration... ?" (Biron) While deciding on a policy, he looks up to the ceiling and rings a bell on his desk. His butler came entering right away. "You have called?" (Butler) "Summon all of the commanding officers of the territorial army in the conference room. And prepare the materials necessary for battle then." (Biron) "... Certainly!" (Butler) Without asking anything, the elder butler merely bowed his head. "I entrust it to you. Anyway, I wonder if he has contacted the Tohno earldom safely? If he was fast, they should already be heading this way. Well, hope has to be placed as hope. It doesn't influence what's possible to be done." (Biron) The indignant Ribezal returned to the place outside the mansion where the First Knight Unit waited. No one calls out to him seeing their captain's displeased look. Except just one person. "Somehow or other, it looks like the magic tools of Horant have caused considerable damage." (Beirevra) In a state of having his hands tied behind his back, Beirevra laughs disgustingly. Even as Ribezal glares at him, he doesn't quit to talk. "There are countermeasures. I can prepare the same thing if my people are still alive. If you enhance the soldiers with this..." (Beirevra) Looking at Beirevra, Ribezal broods over it for a short while, but, ignoring Beirevra currently, he decided to prioritize the linking up with the Second Knight Unit. "It seems the Second Knight Unit is now lining up at a village close to the border. The appear to have a somewhat hard time, but if we go to reinforce them, the enemy will be forced back right away!" (Ribezal) "Yea!" with the knights raising their voices, they leave the city of Munster in a line. Beirevra, who had been bound and is walking as is, is still laughing frivolously. "Oh well, please tell me once it is necessary." (Beirevra) "Without even relying on someone like you, we have all chances to win, if we use our true strength as knight unit." (Ribezal) While saying this, somehow I couldn't bring myself to hand over Beirevra to Earl Biron. Earl Biron has already a tune as if he has decided to join the princess' faction. If I handed over a person holding information about an enemy nation, it might end up being snatched away as achievement by that Hifumi. "At any rate, you bastard won't have a role to play." (Ribezal) No matter what it takes, I have to raise military gains with only the knight units belonging to the prince faction. Ribezal was ruled by impatience.
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145.Lionsong ๅฝ“ๅˆใฎ่จˆ็”ปใจใ—ใฆใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅนŒใชใ—ใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธŠใงใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใจๅ…ฑใซๅ…ˆ้ ญใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจไธปๅผตใ—ใŸใŒใ€่ญท่ก›ใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ไธŠใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฏใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใ‚„ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซ็Œ›ๅๅฏพใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ใ—ใถใ—ใถ่ซฆใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใŒๆŒใฃใฆใใŸ็‰ฉ่ณ‡้‹ๆฌ็”จๅคงๅž‹ๅฐ่ปŠใซๅบงๅธญใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ€่ญท่ก›ใจๅ…ฑใซๆญไน—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ๅคงๅž‹ใงใ‚‚้€ŸๅบฆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ญท่ก›ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใจใฎ็†็”ฑใ ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆ้ ญใฏใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๅ‹™ใ‚ใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅซใ‚€่ญท่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ€ใใ—ใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŒ็ถšใใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใฎ็งๅ…ตใ‚’ๅซใ‚€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ่ปๆœฌไฝ“ใŒ็ถšใใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจๅ…ฑใซๅฐ่ปŠใฎไธŠใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็พ็Šถๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใซใฏไพ็„ถใจใ—ใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ๆ–นๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ่ค‡ๆ•ฐๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใฏไบ”ๅใซๆบ€ใŸใชใ„ๆ•ฐใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๆท€ใฟใชใ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ทนๆšใซใ†ใชใšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏๅฝ“ๅˆใฎไฝœๆˆฆ้€šใ‚Šใซใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌ้‰„็ทšใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใพใพๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€้€ฒ่ป้–‹ๅง‹ใ€ ใ€Œ้€ฒใ‚!ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…ˆใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใƒดใใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒ™ใ’ใฆๅฟœใˆใ€ๅคง่ปใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้€ฒใฟๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎๅ‰ใพใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€่‡ช่ปใฎไบŒๅๅ€ไปฅไธŠใฎไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ†ใ™ใ‚‹่ปใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒๆตฎ่ถณ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใฏใšใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€้€ฒ่ปใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ๆ•ตๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ตใซๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็พฉๅ‹™ใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ–ใฎไธญใซใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝใชใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใฏๅฃใซใฏๅ‡บใ•ใšใจใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใง่ถณๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไผไปคใฏใ™ใใซ้ฆ–้ƒฝใธ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ใ€‚โ€œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใŒๅคง่ปใ‚’ไปฅใฆๅ›ฝๅขƒใซๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใŸโ€ใจใชใ€‚ๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‚ๅฉใ่ตทใ“ใ›ใ€‚็ทๅŠ›ใงๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ่ธใฟใคใถใ•ใ‚Œใฆ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใž!ใ€ ใใ†ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ๅใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ทๅŠ›ใงใ‚‚่ธใฟใคใถใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใจ็ฒ›ใ€…ใจ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡่ปใ‚’ใซใ‚‰ใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใตใ„ใซใ€ๅฝผใฎ่€ณใซๅฃฐใŒๅฑŠใใ€‚ ใ€Žใ“ใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ™ใจใ€ไป–ใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใซใ‚‚ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใใ‚‡ใ‚ใใ‚‡ใ‚ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใƒปใƒˆใƒชใ‚จใƒปใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅฅณ็Ž‹ใงใ™ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ่ฒดๆ–นใŸใกๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ™ในใฆใซๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Š้Ÿณๅฃฐใ‚’ๅข—ๅน…ใ—ใ€ไธ”ใคๆŒ‡ๅ‘ๆ€งใ‚’ๆŒใŸใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚้Ÿณๆณขใซใคใ„ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใฎใฟๅฏ่ƒฝใช้ญ”ๆณ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅฃฐใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใ ใจ? ใใ‚“ใช้ฆฌ้นฟใช......ใ€ ็‹ผ็‹ฝใˆใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใฏ็ถšใใ€‚ ใ€Žๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰ใใกใ‚‰ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ๆ‹พใ†ใ“ใจใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใซๅฎฃ่จ€ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€‚ไปŠใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๆฌกๆœŸ็Ž‹ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใŒใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚็›ฎใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๆ–นใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๆญฃ้ขใซใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒๅทฆๅณใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฐ่ปŠใฎไธŠใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใ€ใใฎ้šฃใซๅบงใ‚‹ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใฎไธญใซใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒๆ•ฐๅใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใŠใ‚ˆใ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจๅฃใ€…ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซๆ”ปใ‚่พผใ‚€ใŸใ‚ใซๆฅใŸใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใ‚’็„กไบ‹ใซ้ฆ–้ƒฝใพใงใŠ้€ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ ๅ†ใณใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้จŽๅฃซใฎๆญฆๅ™จใฏๆœฌๆฅๆงใ‚„ๅ‰ฃใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใซ้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅˆ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚‚ใ—้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€็›ธๅฟœใฎ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€ ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎๅฎฃ่จ€ใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ปใฏๅ†ใณใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้€ฒใฟๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใŸใกใซๆˆฆใ†ๆ„ๆ€ใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ๅƒไบบ่ถ…ใฎๅ…ตๆ•ฐใ ใจ? ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ้–“้•ใ„ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฟ…ๆญปใฎๆ€ใ„ใงๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใŸไผไปคใฏใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸ้€”็ซฏใซใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€’้ณดใ‚Šๅฃฐใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใงใ™ใŒๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅคง่ปใŒๅ›ฝๅขƒใพใง่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ“ใฎ็›ฎใง็ขบ่ชใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ็–‘ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฟƒๅค–ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซใ€ไผไปคใ‚‚ๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅคง่ปใงๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‚?ใ€ ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šๆตธใฃใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชๆœจๅถใฎๅŠใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆใ‚Œใฆๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใ“ใชใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใฎใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œๅฏพ็ญ–ใจใ„ใ„ใพใ™ใจ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใŸใ‚ใซ่ถณใ—ใ’ใใ“ใ“ใธ่จชใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ‚‰้ข็™ฝใใชใ„ใ ใ‚? ๅ˜็ด”ใซๆ•ตใฎๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‡บใ—ๆ–นใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใ‚’่‹›็ซ‹ใŸใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ•ตใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆๆ•™ใˆใ‚’ไนžใ†ๅงฟใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงๅปถใ€…ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ็ŠถๆณใŒๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ไผไปคใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ไธๆฉŸๅซŒใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ๆœฌ็•ชใ ใž!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใฒใ‚‡ใ„ใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฎคๅ†…ๅ…จๅ“กใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไฟบใฎไบˆๆƒณใŒๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŸใกใฏใพใฃใ™ใใ“ใ“ใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใฎ็‚บใซไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹้ ญใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆไธ€ๆฐ—ๅ‘ตๆˆใซใ“ใ“ใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ใ€ ไฟบใŒใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใงใฏใ€่ฒดๆฎฟใŒๅ‡บใ‚Œใฐใใฎ้€ฒ่ปใฏๆญขใพใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹? ๅ‹ๅฅฝใช......ใใ†ใ€ไปŠใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๅ‹ๅฅฝใช้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’็ฏ‰ใใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใ‚’ใƒˆใƒ็‹‚ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚่จ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ใจใ€ ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€‚ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚่‡ช็„ถใชใใฎๅ‹•ใใซใ€ๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใŒใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎๅทฆ็›ฎใซ็ชใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใŸไบบ็‰ฉใฏๅ…จใๅๅฟœใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒ็„กใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆญปใญใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฎๆ–นใŒใพใ ่ฆ‹่พผใฟใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸ! ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ใŠใ•ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใŒๆ‚ฒ้ณดใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅˆ€ใฏใ™ใ†ใฃใจ้›ขใ‚Œใ€ๆปใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใŸใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏๅ–˜ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘ผๅธใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—! ๅŸŽใฎ้˜ฒ่ก›ใฏ่ฒดๆง˜ใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹!ใ€ ไนฑๆšดใชๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏใ€ใƒจใƒญใƒจใƒญใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซ่ชฐใ‚‚่ฟฝ้šใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใฏๅฑ…ใ‚‰ใšใ€ๆฏๅทปใใ‚ฌใ‚ขใƒ—ใฏใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฎๆง˜ๅญใชใฉ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€่ฟŽๆ’ƒใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฎ็‚บใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซไธ€็คผใ—ใฆๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚ใ€ ๅ–ใ‚Šๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไผไปคใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ ใ‚ใ†? ใ‹ใ้›†ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅ…ตใชใ‚“ใ–ๅคง้‡ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ๅฆ™ใซๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹?ใ€ ไปฅๅ‰ใซๅ˜่บซไน—ใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใจๅฏพๅณ™ใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ€ๅŸŽใฎๅค–ใซใ‚‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ‹ใชใ‚Šใ„ใŸๅฐ่ฑกใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ˜ผ้–“ใซๅŸŽใฎไธญใ‚’ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๆญฉใๅ›žใฃใฆ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ€‚ไปฅๅ‰ใฏๅพดๅ…ตใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคง้‡ใซๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅ‰็Ž‹ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ่‘—ๅ…ตใŒๅปƒๆญขใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใฎไธ‰ๅˆ†ใฎไธ€ใ‚‚ใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ็ตฆๆ–™ใชใฉใฎๅพ…้‡ใŒ่ฆ‹็›ดใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒๅคšใ„ใจใฏ่จ€ใ†ใŒใ€ๆฟ€ๆธ›ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ไบบๆ•ฐๅทฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€Œๆœ‰่ฑก็„ก่ฑกใŒๅคง้‡ใซๅฑ…ใฆใ‚‚ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ€ใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•™ๅฐŽ้ƒจ้šŠใŒๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ใซใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆฟ€ๆธ›ใ•ใ›ใฆไบˆ็ฎ—ใฎไฝฟใ„้“ใ‚’่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚„ๅพ…้‡ใซๅ›žใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใŸใฎใ ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใชใ€‚ใงใ€ไปŠใ“ใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚’้˜ฒ่ก›ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅ…ตๆ•ฐใฏใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใใ‚Šใจใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ไธ‰ๅƒใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€ ้˜ฒ่ก›ๅดใŒไธ‰ๅ€ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธญใ€…ๅŽณใ—ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใฉใ†ๆˆฆใ†ใ‹ใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใซใ‚„ใซใ‚„ใจใ—ใŸ็ฌ‘ใ„ใŒๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ไผไปคใŒๆฐ—ๅ‘ณๆ‚ชใŒใฃใฆ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸใใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šๅ†…ๆƒ…ใ‚’ใƒšใƒฉใƒšใƒฉๅ–‹ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใžใ€ ๅคฑๆ•—ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ•ใจใ€ใ€Œ่žใ„ใŸใฎใฏใใฃใกใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ€’ใ‚Šใง้ก”ใ‚’็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใ—ใŸไผไปคใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใšใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ€ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใฏๅ…ˆใ‹ใ€ ใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅฟœๆŽฅใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใซใ”ใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆจชใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใฉใ†ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‹ใช? ใ†ใšใ†ใšใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ€ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆๆฅใŸใชใ€ใจไปŠๆ›ดใซๆ€ใ„ใ ใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅˆฅใซๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฅดใงใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ๆณขใŒๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๅทฆๅณใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ไธญๅคฎใ‚’ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŸใกใŒๅ ‚ใ€…ใจ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ๆ•ตใฎ้–“ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ใฎใฏใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎ็ทŠๅผตๆ„ŸใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใ‚‹่ญท่ก›ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€ไธ€ๆง˜ใซใ“ใ‚ใฐใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅฎŸ้š›ใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉๅคง่ƒ†ใชๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅๅฟœใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธๆ€่ญฐใซๆ€ใฃใฆ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€็œŸ้ก”ใงใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ฌใƒใซ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏๅ…ตใŸใกใฎ้–“ใซๅฐ่ปŠใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใใจใ€ใ™ใฃใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ็Ž‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใธใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใชใฉใจใ€ใฉใ“ใฎๆ„šใ‹่€…ใŒ่€ƒใˆใŸใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅนธ้‹ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข้™›ไธ‹ใฎใŠๅŠ›ๆทปใˆใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ไปŠใ“ใ“ใง็งใฎ่ฉฑใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ€ๅ›ใŸใกใฎๅŒๅƒšใ€ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใซไผใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ !ใ€ ็ช็„ถใฎๆผ”่ชฌใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘้ฉšใ„ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎ็‹™ใ„ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ™ใใซ็œŸ้ก”ใซๆˆปใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎ่ญท่ก›ใŸใกใ‚‚้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ไบˆๅฎšๅค–ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใณใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใใฎใพใพ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใฏ่…น่Šธใฏ็„ก็†ใชใฎใ ใจๆ‚Ÿใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฏๅผทใ„!ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏๅคงๅฃฐใงๆ–ญ่จ€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ใŸใกใ‚‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ•™ๅฐŽ้ƒจ้šŠใฎๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†! ่žใ‘ใฐใ€ๅคฑใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฏใšใฎ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‚‚ๅ€’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใใ†ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹! ใงใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅ›ใŸใกใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซๅฏพๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹!ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไธๆบ€ใŒๆฌก็ฌฌใซ้ก”ใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใจใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตใŒๅผทใ„ใ“ใจใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใจใฏ้•ใ†ๆ–น้ขใง้€ฒใ‚“ใ ๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใซใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซไพตๅ…ฅใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ€่ชฐไธ€ไบบ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌ่€…ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฃฐใซใ“ใๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใŒใ€ไธๆบ€ใฏๅ…ฑ้€šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠๆ›ดใใ‚Œใ‚’่’ธใ—่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๅ…ตใ‚’่ฒถใ‚ใฆใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไปฒ้–“ใซใชใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ๅ‰็Ž‹ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใŒ่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจๅ…ฑใซใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใฎๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚‚็งใŸใกใ‚’ๆฎบใ™็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚‰็งใŸใกใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠใ€ๅ›ใŸใกใ‚’ๅฑๅœฐใธใจๆŠผใ—ใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎใฏไฝ•่€…ใ‹! ใใ‚Œใซๅพ“ใ†็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใใ†ใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไปŠๅ›ใŸใกใŒใ‚„ใ‚‹ในใใฏใ€็งใŸใกใจๅ…ฑใซๅ€’ใ™ใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆ„šใ‹่€…ใ‚’!ใ€ ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎๅ—ใ‘ใŸ้ฉšใใฏๆณขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅบƒใŒใ‚Šใ€ๆฌก็ฌฌใซใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚’่ฎƒใˆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚†ใฃใŸใ‚Šใจๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ€ๅบงใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€Œๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซ่ฉซใณใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€‚่‰ฏใ„ใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ไปŠใฎใŠ่ฉฑใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ€โ€œใŠๅ‘ณๆ–นใงใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ†ใกใฏโ€ๆˆ‘ใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ่‰ฏใ„้šฃไบบใจใ—ใฆๅœจใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใŠๅฟƒ้ฃใ„ใ€‚่‚ใซ้Š˜ใ˜ใฆใŠใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚้€ฒใฟใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใพใ ๅ…ˆใฏ้•ทใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ่ปใฏ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใ‚‚ๅŠๆ•ฐไปฅไธŠใŒใใฎ้€ฒ่ปใซๅพ“ใฃใŸใ€‚ (้ †่ชฟใงใ™ใญใ€‚......ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ่ปใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜่‡ช่บซใŒ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใ€ๆ•ตใฏใฉใ†ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚้€”ไธŠใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏ้ฆ–้ƒฝใงๅพ…ใกๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹) ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆ–œใ‚ๅพŒใ‚ใซๅบงใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’็›—ใฟ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใฎๅ•้กŒใŒ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใฐใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅฐๅฐ่ก“ๅผใซใคใ„ใฆๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€่ฒดๅฅณใ‚’ๆœ€ๅคง้™ใซๅˆฉ็”จใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™) ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข่‡ช่บซใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ่€…ใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใฅใใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฏใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใจใซใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’ๅซใ‚€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ่€…ใŸใกใฎ็”˜ใ•ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ ใŒใ€่‡ช่บซใฎไธญใซใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒโ€œๆ†Žใ—ใฟโ€ใงใฏใชใ„ไฝ•ใ‹ใธใจๅค‰่ณชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ€ใพใ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 145: Lionsong As first part of the plan Imeraria emphasized her staying in the vanguard together with Nelgal in an open-topped carriage, but receiving vehement opposition from Biron and Sabnak based on the concerns of her guarding, she reluctantly gave up on that. In the end it was decided that seats would be installed on the large platform wagon for transporting goods brought along by Fokalore and Imeraria and Nelgal would board that wagon together with their guards. The reason is that it's easy to guard and that it has speed albeit being large. The knight unit led by Vaiya will serve as vanguard. Behind them will be the guarding knight unit including Imeraria and Sabnak. And after them it continues with Fokalore's soldiers and then the main forces of Orsongrande's royal army including the feudal army of Earl Biron. Fokalore's soldiers will be led by Alyssa. Origa will take along the beastmen and stay on the platform wagon together with Imeraria. "Report the current state." (Imeraria) "Yes. it seems there are still several parties of soldiers remaining on Horant's side of the national border, but it looks like their numbers don't exceed 50." (Sabnak) Once Sabnak answered fluently, Imeraria nodded lordly. "Well then, following the first part of the plan, Origa-san, please go ahead." (Imeraria) "Understood." (Origa) Origa held an iron wire while smiling. "Then, commence the march." (Imeraria) "Advance!" (Sabnak) Following Imeraria's order, Sabnak raises his voice and Vaiya, who is visible at the head, raises one hand in response. The large army starts to go forward slowly. Horant's soldiers, who confirmed the army possessing more than 20 times their own force's numbers after they arrived in front of the border, were in a state of agitation. Above them being border guards, they had the duty to deal with the soldiers of the enemy nation who advanced up to the border, but the person in charge thought . Wake up those sleeping as well. It will end with us being crushed underfoot if we can't muster all our strength!" While giving such directions, he silently glared at the advancing army of Orsongrande and thought Suddenly a voice reached his ears. {Can you hear this voice?} "... What?" Once he looks around, it seems that the other soldiers have heard that voice as well. All of them are turning around their heads while looking at the surroundings restlessly. {My name is Imeraria Torie Orsongrande. I'm the queen of Orsongrande. I'm calling out to you, all of Horant's soldiers at the border, with magic.} (Imeraria) That was Origa's spell. She amplifies the voice with wind magic and yet makes it sustain a directionality. It was a spell possible to only Origa who received Hifumi's guidance regarding sound waves. "Her voice is delivered by magic, she says? Such a stupid..." As the soldiers get flustered, the calling out to them continues further. {Since I'm unfortunately unable to pick up your voices, I will make an one-sided announcement. Currently the next king of Horant, Nelgal-sama, is with us. I believe you can see him him if your eyes are good enough.} (Imeraria) Once the knights, who were in front of Imeraria, part to the left and right, Imeraria, who is on top of a platform wagon, and Nelgal, who is sitting next to her, are visible. As there are also several people among Horant's guards who know Nelgal's face, several of them state "There's no mistake about it." {We don't have come to invade Horant. We came for the sake of delivering Nelgal-sama safely to the capital. But.} (Imeraria) The knights once again blocked the way in front of Imeraria and drew their weapons. The knights' weapons are originally spears and swords, but in addition there are also those who are wielding kusarigama's and swords similar to katana's. {If you become an obstacle, please resolve yourselves suitably.} (Imeraria) As the queen's proclamation finishes, the army begins to advance slowly once again. The border guards of Horant had already no intention to fight.magic "The number of soldiers is more than 1000, you say? Haven't you made some kind of mistake?" (Kuzemu) The messenger, who brought the information from the border with a feeling of desperation, was shouted at with an angry voice by Kuzemu just as he finished his report. "H-However, I did confirm with these eyes that a large army has actually drawn near the national border!" As if being vexed by getting doubted, the messenger raises his voice. "With that kind of large army entering our country..." (Kuzemu) "That's why I told you, didn't I?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who hung around Kuzemu's office as usual, laughs. "It's odd to believe in them not coming to attack out of fear just because those useless things made their appearance." (Hifumi) "Are you saying that there are countermeasures?" (Gaap) Hifumi shakes his head towards the question of Gaap who visited this place frequently in order to listen to Hifumi. "It won't be fun, if I told you that, right? If you might get defeated once you simply show yourself in front of the enemy, consider the way of showing yourself." (Hifumi) Even that exchange makes Kuzemu irritated. The state of them begging for instructions while bowing their heads towards Hifumi, who should be their enemy, is continuing endlessly in front of his eyes. Even the messenger, who doesn't understand the circumstances, knows that Kuzemu has become displeased in the blink of an eye. "Well then, it's the crucial moment!" (Hifumi) When Hifumi stands up all of a sudden, the looks of everyone inside the room gather on him. "It was faster than expected, but if it goes according to my prediction, Imeraria and the others are probably aiming to come here directly. If that woman possesses the intelligence to lower her head for the sake of her goal, she will head here in one stretch by getting Fokalore's help." (Hifumi) "It's what I would have done", Hifumi grinned at Kuzemu. "T-Then, won't their march stop once you come forth? Since we are currently in the process of building a friendship... right, a friendly relationship..." "What madness are you talking about? I told you, didn't I? Go to war, I said." (Hifumi) Hifumi draws his katana while stepping in front of Kuzemu. Due to his far too natural motion, the people in the surroundings were completely unable to react until the katana's point was thrust before Kuzemu's left eye. "If you don't have any intention to do so, you will die here. That Gaap still has promise, but..." (Hifumi) "I got it! Please take away the weapon, I understood!" (Kuzemu) Once Kuzemu raised his voice into something similar to a scream, he, who sweated like a waterfall, repeatedly breathed hard after the katana vanished. "Gaap! I leave the defence of the castle to you bastard!" (Kuzemu) Kuzemu, who issued reckless instructions, stood up while being unsteady on his feet and left the office. Without there being anyone who follows him, Gaap, who got worked up, feigned ignorance at the state of Kuzemu, bowed towards Hifumi and left for the sake of preparing the interception. "Hey." (Hifumi) Hifumi called out to the messenger who was left behind. "This place is the capital city, right? I thought that there will be a large number of soldiers and such if they are scraped up together, but it looks like there are strangely few. Did something happen?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who held the impression that there were also quite a few soldiers outside the castle after he marched in by himself previously and even squared off against Suprangel, felt like asking while selfishly walking around inside the castle during daytime. "Well, previously a large amount of soldiers were assembled by conscripting from the common populace, but since mercenaries were abolished by the late king, there isn't even a third left in comparison to before." One can say there are many people remaining from before since the treatment of things like salary got improved, however the difference in numbers can readily be called a sharp decrease. Seeing the soldiers of Fokalore, Suprangel apparently believed [It's useless even if there's a large number of riff-raff] . Around the time when the instruction unit arrived after being dispatched from Fokalore, he tried to circulate the planned budget into treatment and equipment by decreasing the numbers rapidly. "I see. So around how many soldiers are currently available to defend this capital?" (Hifumi) "I don't know the precise number, but it's around 3000, I guess?" "Hmm." (Hifumi) If the defending side has three times the numbers of the attacking side, it will likely be quite harsh As the messenger was crept out, he opened the door to get away and that's when Hifumi called out to him from behind. "Ah, that's right. Don't flap your mouth too much about the true state of affairs." (Hifumi) The messenger, who had a bright red face out of embarrassment for having his blunder pointed out and anger showing [The one who asked was you, wasn't it?] on his expression, left without saying a single word. "... Well, it's several days ahead ((of schedule))?" (Hifumi) Muttering that, Hifumi threw himself on the reception sofa. "I wonder how Alyssa will perform? I'm itching to do something, but I have to stay patient, must stay patient." (Hifumi) "Come to think of it, I left Origa behind", he remembered this late in the game, but After Horant's border guards divided to the left and right as if cleaved open by a wave, Vaiya's group boldly advanced through their middle. Apparently feeling quite tense after all by going forward between the enemy, the knights had uniformly stiff expression and that also included the guards who came after them. "It isn't such a bold move once you actually have a go at it either." (Nelgal) Imeraria doesn't respond to Nelgal's mumbling. Once she turned her look to him after considering it odd, what she could see was him being nervous with his teeth chattering while having a serious look. When the platform wagon with Nelgal enters the space between the soldiers, he quickly stands up. "I'm Nelgal who will become the king of this country, Horant. I don't know what kind of idiot considered something like attacking Orsongrande, but fortunately I acquired the help of Her Majesty, Imeraria, the queen of Orsongrande. Those, who are listening to what I'm saying now in this place, convey my words to the people and your colleagues!" (Nelgal) Surprised showed on Imeraria's face for an instant due to the sudden speech, but her expression reverted to a serious one right away as she knows his aim. It's easy to tell that it's an unexpected action going by Nelgal's guards being surprised as well. Sabnak being startled showed on his face and his eyes kept being widely open. Imeraria realizes that it's impossible for Sabnak to express himself without words and gestures. "Orsongrande is powerful!" (Nelgal) Nelgal declared in a loud voice. "All of you are probably aware of the skills of the instruction unit dispatched by Fokalore! If you ask, haven't they even defeated a giant soldier who used magic tools which were supposed to be lost technology!? How do you all intend to oppose such Orsongrande!?" (Nelgal) Although the soldiers of Horant are dumbfounded, dissatisfaction gradually appears on their faces. Even they know of the strength of Orsongrande's soldiers. There is no one who doesn't know about them having easily invaded the royal castle and all of them witnessed a skill that advanced in a different direction of magic. Though they don't raise their voices, displeasure is commonly shared by them. Bringing it up again at this point in time, they wonder what to do after having their own army being looked down upon. "So, what will you do?" (Nelgal) Nelgal reveals a smile. "It's fine for you to become our comrades. If it's together with Orsongrande, just as the late king Suprangel planned, those skills will prove successful to protect ourselves from those killing us. Who was it that that thrust you into a dangerous position now!? Besides, is there any reason to obey? If that's not the case, isn't overthrowing that someone together with us what you should do now? To bring down that fool!" (Nelgal) The astonishment, felt by the soldiers, spreads just like a wave and gradually turns into voices praising Nelgal. Nelgal, who surveyed the vicinity calmly, apologizes to Imeraria with a [Sorry for acting on my own] while sitting down. "No, it was a good speech. Just as you said now, "... Thanks for your consideration. Let's leave a deep impression." (Nelgal) "Well then, Sabnak-san, let's go ahead. The destination is still far away." (Imeraria) The army advances. More than half of Horant's guards followed their march. (It's going well. ... Seeing that Fokalore's army is on our side, Hifumi-sama himself probably won't stand in our way, but I wonder when the enemy will show up. Along the route? Or will they lie in wait at the capital?) Imeraria stole a fleeting glance at Origa who sits diagonally behind her. Imeraria has the intention to genuinely hasten the preparations of the sealing magic formulae in regards to Hifumi once the problem with Horant is put in order. (For that reason, although I feel sorry about it, Origa-san, I will make the best use out of you.) There was something no one realised, even not Imeraria herself. Even though everyone pondered about restraining Hifumi, they don't consider killing him. If you call this the naivety of the people of this world, including Imeraria, it ends here, but Imeraria still didn't realize about there being an emotion inside herself that has changed into something that is not "hate" towards Hifumi.
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116.The Beautiful People ่ชฐใ‹ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ—ฉใใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฎ็Š ็‰ฒ่€…ใŒๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏไธปใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ่‹ฆ่จ€ใ‚’ๅ‘ˆใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใงใ€ไธปใŒๅๅฟœใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ชใใ‹ใ‚‰่บซใ‚’ๆŒบใ—ใฆๅบ‡ใฃใŸ็ตๆžœใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฏใฃ......ใŠใ€ใŠ้€ƒใ’ใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ่บซไฝ“ใŒไธ€็žฌๆตฎใ็จ‹ใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ็ชใใ‚’่ƒธใซๅ—ใ‘ใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไธปใ‚’้€ƒใŒใ™ไบ‹ใซๅฟ…ๆญปใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€้ˆใ„ไธปใฏ็›ฎใ‚’็™ฝ้ป’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚......ใ€ ใ€Œ้…ใ„ใ€ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใง้ƒจไธ‹ใŒๅˆบใ—่ฒซใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใง็‹ผ็‹ฝใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใพใง่ฟซใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆŽใญ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†......ใ€ ่‹ฆๆ‚ถใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใงไธปใฎๆœ€ๆœŸใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ใใฎๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใซใฏใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใฟใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ๅŠๅˆ†ใพใงๅˆ€ใงๆ–ญใกๅ‰ฒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่„ณๆผฟใ‚’ๆ’’ใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ€่ฒผใ‚Šไป˜ใ„ใŸ่ก€ใจ่„ณๆผฟใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅคงใใๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€้ผปใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฏใ‚’ๅธใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅค–ใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใฏๅŸƒใฃใฝใใฆใพใจใ‚‚ใซๅ‘ผๅธใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ๆ˜Žใ‘ๆ–นใฎๅ†ทใˆใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใซใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„่ก€ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒไน—ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใฎๅ‡ถ่กŒใซใ€็ฎ—ใ‚’ไนฑใ—ใฆ้€ƒใ’ใŸ่€…ใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใฏๆญฃใ—ใ„ๅˆคๆ–ญใ‚’ใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅพŒใซใชใฃใฆใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ๆ•ฐใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใจๆ€ฏๆ‡ฆใ‚’่ฒฌใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œ้–‘่ทใธใจ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ†‚ใ็›ฎใซ้ญใ†ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‘ฝใฏ้•ทใ‚‰ใˆใŸใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ไธๅนธใ ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซๆฎ‹ใฃใฆๆˆฆใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸ่€…ใŸใกใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏไธ€ไบบใ ! ้ ๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๆ’ƒใกๆฎบใ›!ใ€ ้ฆฌใซไน—ใฃใŸ่ชฐใ‹ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใฆๅซใถใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๅ‘ผๅฟœใ—ใฆใ€ๅ››ๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ็ƒใ‚„ๅœŸใใ‚ŒใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆๆฌกใ€…ใซๆ‰“ใกๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆ–นใŒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏๅพ—ๆ„ใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚้€ŸๅบฆใŒ้•ใ†ใชใ€ ๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใŒๆ”พใฃใฆใใŸ้ซ˜้€Ÿใฎ็Ÿณ็คซใซๆฏ”ในใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Š้…ใ„ใ€‚ ้ก”ใฎๆญฃ้ขใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸ้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅˆ€ใงๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใฆ้ž˜ใธๅŽใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ›ด้™ไผใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹?ใ€ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใŒๅ˜ฒๅผ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใคใพใ‚‰ใชใใ†ใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใ‹ใŠๅ‰ใฏใ€‚ๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ้™ไผใชใ‚“ใžใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๆŸ„้ ญใ‚’ๅทฆใฎๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใงใƒใƒณใƒใƒณใจๅฉใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้–‹ใ„ใŸ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‹ใ‚‰็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็Ÿญๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซ็Ÿญๅˆ€ใฎ็จฝๅคใŒใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒใคๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅ‚่€ƒใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใฎใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใŒไธ‰ๆ—ฅไธ‰ๆ™ฉใ‹ใ‘ใฆไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็Ÿญๅˆ€ใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏ่„‡ๅทฎใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใŒใ€ๅˆ€่บซใŒๅŽšใใ€ๆญฆ้ชจใชๅฐ่ฑกใ‚’ๆŒใคๅใ‚Šใฎๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆŒใค่„‡ๅทฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ็Ÿญๅˆ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•ฃใ€…ใƒ€ใƒกๅ‡บใ—ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใŒๅฅฎ่ตทใ—ใฆ้›้€ ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ้…ท่ฉ•ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้‡ใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎ้ ‘ไธˆใใ†ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ใใฎใพใพๆŒใกๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅˆƒใ‚’ๅค–ๅ‘ใใซ้€†ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใกใ€ๅณ่ถณใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅŠ่บซใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใงๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏ่…ฐใซๆทปใˆใฆๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ†ใชใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ†ใณ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ้›†ไธญใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ฐกๅ˜ใซ้ฟใ‘ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ—ใณใ‚Œใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸ่ชฐใ‹ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใซ็ชๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใไธ€ๅบฆใงใ‚‚ๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฆๆฅใ„! ไฟบใŒๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹็Šถๆณใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ›ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‡บไธ–ใฏใ„ใใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚็ด„ๆŸใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒ้ฃ›ใณไบคใ†ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใซไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘่บŠ่บ‡ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ไบ”ไบบใ„ใŸ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ็ช้€ฒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆ‰‹ใซใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚„ๆงใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ๆญฆ่€…็พ…ใซ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ ่ถณใŒ้€Ÿใ„ใ€ๅ…ˆ้ ญใ‚’่ตฐใฃใฆๆฅใŸ็”ทใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆ้ฟใ‘ใ€้ฆ–็ญ‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ็Ÿญๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸๆงใฎ็ฉ‚ๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅฉใ่ฝใจใ—ใ€่ธใฟใคใ‘ใฆๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃ!?ใ€ ๆงใ‚’้›ขใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใงๅ‰ใซใคใ‚“ใฎใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็Ÿญๅˆ€ใซ่‡ชใ‚‰ๅ–‰ใ‚’่ฒซใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ ผๅฅฝใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใŒๆƒใฃใฆ่ก€ใ‚’ๅนใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅงฟใซใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸไธ‰ไบบใŒๆๆ€–ใซ่ถณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซใ€่ชฐใ‹ใฎ็ซ็ƒใŒ่ฝŸ้Ÿณใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆๆ‰“ใกไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‰ใซๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ้ฉšใใจ็—›ใฟใซๆญชใ‚€ใใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใŒๆŽดใฟใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซๅฉใไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ๅบฆใฎ็—™ๆ”ฃใฎๅพŒใ€็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใŸใใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็งปใ™ใ“ใจใชใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฏๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅพŒใซๅผ•ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใฏ็ŠถๆณใŒใชใ›ใ‚‹ๆฅญใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๆŠผใ—่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็‹ญใ„็คพไผšใฎไธญใงใ€ไธŠไฝใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใธใจไธŠใŒใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใฏ็„กใ„ใซ็ญ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚‚็„กใใ€็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใงใปใจใ‚“ใฉไธ€็”Ÿใฎ็คพไผšใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใŒๆฑบใพใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ“ใธ่ปขใŒใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸ็Ž‹ใฎไป‡่จŽใกใจใ„ใ†ไธ€ๅคงใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆญขใ‚ใฏใ•ใ›ใšใจใ‚‚ใ€่ฒข็Œฎใ—ใŸใจใชใ‚Œใฐ......ใ€‚ใใฎไธ€็ธทใฎๆœ›ใฟใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ้œ‡ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆงใจๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ๆ–นใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏ็พŽ่ซ‡ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎไธ€ๅ‘ฝใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚„ๅฎถๆ—ใฎๅฐ†ๆฅใ‚’่จ—ใ—ใŸๅงฟใฏใ€ๅŒใ˜็ซ‹ๅ ดใฎ่€…ใŸใกใซใ™ใ‚Œใฐ็พŽใ—ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฐŠ้‡ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญปใญใ€‚้˜ฟๅ‘†ใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ€ ่‚˜ๆ‰“ใกใงๆงใ‚’ๅฉใๆŠ˜ใ‚Šใ€่„ณๅคฉใซ็Ÿญๅˆ€ใ‚’็ชใๅทฎใ™ใจใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฏๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่นดใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’้›ขใ•ใ›ใ€้ ญใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€็Ÿญๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใพใพใฎๆ‹ณใง้กŽใ‚’ๅผทใ‹ใซๆฎดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ้ฆ–ใŒใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ›žใ‚Šใ€้ šๆคŽใŒ็ ดๅฃŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่บซไฝ“ใฏไธ€็žฌใง้ญ‚ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ”พใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใจใ‚‚ใซๆˆฆใ†ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ€่„ณใฟใ็ตžใฃใฆๅŠ›ไธ่ถณใ‚’่ฃœใ†ๅทฅๅคซใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚็„กใใ€ๆตใ‚ŒใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆๆ€ฏใˆใŸ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆœฌๆฐ—ใงๆ€’ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆˆฆใˆใชใ„่€…ใ‚’ๅซŒใ†ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ–™็†ไบบใงใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใงใ‚‚่พฒๅคซใงใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’็ฒพไธ€ๆฏ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ“ใจใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใฎๅ ดใซ่บซใ‚’ๆ™’ใ—ใฆใŠใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็”Ÿใใ‚‹ๅŠชๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅ‹ใคๅทฅๅคซใ‚‚ใ›ใšใ€ใŸใ ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆๆˆฆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใฏๅซŒใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจ็†็”ฑใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ไปŠใ‚„็‰ฉ่จ€ใ‚ใฌๆญปไฝ“ใจใชใฃใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซ็ชๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ไฟบใฏ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๅ่ช‰ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฎ......ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ๅทฎใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆฎดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ่ฝ้ฆฌใ—ใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใฏใ€่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงๅ‘ผๅธใŒใงใใšใซๅ–˜ใŽใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎๆญฏใ‚’ๅใๅ‡บใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰้ ฌใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏๅ‹ใคใŸใ‚ใซๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ๆญปใชใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฝน็›ฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใชๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซๆ•ตใ‚’ใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใซใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ใใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใฎใŒๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ 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่ƒŒ้ชจใŒใƒŸใƒชใƒŸใƒชใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใฟใžใŠใกใŒๅœง่ฟซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ†ใพใๅฃฐใŒๅ‡บใ›ใชใ„่ฒดๆ—ใฏใ€ๅฐใ•ใชๅฃฐใงๆ‡‡้ก˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ถณใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฒดๆ—ใฏใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๆฏใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฟ…ๆญปใงใ€ๅฃใ‚’้–‹้–‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅœฐ้ขใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎ็Ž‹ใฏๅผทใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไฟบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใŸใ‚ใซๅทฅๅคซใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ขใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ๅฅณใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซใงใใ‚‹ๆŠ€ใ‚’ๆœ€ๅคง้™ใซๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’็‹™ใฃใŸใ€ ่ƒŒไธญใซใ‚ใ‚Š่พผใฟๅง‹ใ‚ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ถณใฎๅœงๅŠ›ใซใ€ใ™ใงใซ่‚‹้ชจใŒๆ•ฐๆœฌๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใ€ๅ†…่‡“ใซใ‚‚ๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๅฃใฎ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆ่ฒดๆ—ใฏๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ไนžใ†ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ไป–ใฎใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹้€ฃไธญใฏ็š†ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใใ‚‰ใ‹ใฏๆฎ‹ใ™ใ‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎๅฝนใซใฏ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๆฐดๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅซใ‚“ใ ้Ÿณใจ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๆผใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใฆใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฏๅŠ›ๅฐฝใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใจใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ ใชใ€ ็Ÿญๅˆ€ใ‚’้ †ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใกๆ›ฟใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅทกใ‚‰ใ›ใฆๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆ•ฐใˆใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅพŒไธ‰ๅไธ‰ไบบใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‹ใ€ใ”่ชฌๆ˜Žใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„!ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜่ปใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎใŸใ‚ใซ่จญใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅคฉๅน•ใฎไธญใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใฏๅฃฐใ‚’่’ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใจใ—ใฆๅ ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธญๅนด็”ทใ‚’ใพใฃใ™ใ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใคใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏใ€ไฝฟ่€…ใฎ็„ก็คผใชๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใ„ใซ้’็ญ‹ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒไธปๅฝนใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆ่€ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฌๆ˜Žใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใฆ?ใƒžใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚’้ ญไธŠใซๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใ€ไฝฟ่€…ใฏ่‹›็ซ‹ใกใ‚’้š ใใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ทๅฎ˜ๆฎฟใฎ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹่ชฌๆ˜Žใจใฏโ€œ้ญ”็‰ฉใŒๅผทใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰้€€ๆฒปใ—ใซๆฅใŸโ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉๆœ€ๅˆใซ่žใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€่จ€ใฎไบ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ ใฃใฆใ€ไป–ใซ็†็”ฑใชใ‚“ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช็†็”ฑใŒไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใงใ‚‚ใŠๆ€ใ„ใ‹! ๅคง่ปใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๅ›ฝๅขƒใซๅธƒ้™ฃใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๆˆ‘ใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๆง‹ๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ๅ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใฎไบบๆฐ‘ใซไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ๅผทใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹!ใ€ ไฝฟ่€…ใŒๅนณๆ‰‹ใงใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’ๅฉใใจใ€ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใŒๆบใ‚Œใฆ็„ผใ่“ๅญใŒ็šฟใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎ™ใซๆตฎใ‹ใถใ€‚ ใใฎ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’่ฝใกใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๆ‘˜ใฟๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ใƒใ‚คใƒƒใจๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ็‰น่ฃฝใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ“ใฎ็„ผใ่“ๅญใŒๅคงๅฅฝใใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใซๆฅใŸ็†็”ฑใชใ‚“ใ‹ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ ๅฃใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ”ใ‚‚ใ”ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฌใ‚‹ใใชใฃใŸใŠ่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚€ใ€‚็†ฑใ„ใฎใŒ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใชใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใŒๆ‰‹ใšใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚‚ไฝ•ไฝ“ใ‹ๅ€’ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ่จ“็ทดใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆŒ‡็คบ้€šใ‚Šใ ใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใฎๅ•้กŒใ‚‚่ตทใใฆใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉ? ้ญ”็‰ฉใŒใ„ใฆๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€็”บใฎไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ใŠใ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ......ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใฎ่ฆๆจกใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใง......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ ้ก”ใจๅนด้ฝขใซไผผๅˆใ‚ใšใ€่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ดฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏใ€ๅ››ๅไปฃๅŠใฐใ‚’้ŽใŽใŸไฝฟ่€…ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‰่ฉฑใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใซใฏๅœงๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไปฒ้–“ใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ†ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไป–ไบบใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ™ใฎใŒ่‰ฏใ„ไบ‹ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใผใใฏใ€ไปฒ้–“ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸไบบ้”ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆญปใฌใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฃใฆใ™ใ”ใ็—›ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ‚ฒใ—ใใฆใ‚„ใ‚Šใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไปฒ้–“ใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใŒใใ‚“ใช็›ฎใซ้ญใ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒๆ€’ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ€–ใŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใŒ็”Ÿใใฆๅธฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€้ธใถใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใŒใŠ่Œถใ‚’่ถณใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใ€่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใงใ‚ใ†ใ‚ใ†ใจไฝฟ่€…ใŒๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใผใใŸใกใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†้ ˜ไธปใฎๆ„ๆ€ใงใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅ‘ฝไปคใ ใ—ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎ็‚บใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๅซŒใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใฆใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใจ็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใŒ้ ทใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไฝฟ่€…ใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่ฉฑใŒ้€šใ˜ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€็พๅฎŸใฏ็”˜ใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใผใใŸใกใจใ€ไธๅนณไธๆบ€ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ ใ‘ใง้ญ”็‰ฉๅฏพ็ญ–ใ‚’ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŠใ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใ€ใฉใฃใกใŒๆญฃใ—ใ„ใ‹ใฏๅฎŸๅŠ›ใงๆฑบใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ‚ณใƒญใ‚ณใƒญใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆƒณๅฎšๅค–ใฎ็ต่ซ–ใซไฝฟ่€…ใฏใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„็œŸใฃ้’ใ‚’้€šใ‚Š่ถŠใ—ใฆ็™ฝใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆใ‚ใ—ใ„้ ˜ไธปใชใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ๅนด่‹ฅใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซใ“ใ†ใพใงๅผท่กŒใชๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚“ใช็„ก่Œถ่‹ฆ่Œถใช......ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใผใใ‚‚ใ€ๅค‰ใชใ“ใจใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚้‡่ฆใง็ฐกๅ˜ใช่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ็‹ผ็‹ฝใˆใฆๆค…ๅญใฎไธŠใงๅฐใ•ใใชใฃใฆๆปใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ™ไฝฟ่€…ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ€ๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ›ใฟใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎŸๅŠ›ใงๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ€ ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใผใใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅค‰ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใญใ€ใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅฃฐใŒใ€ๅคฉๅน•ใฎๅค–ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎ่€ณใซใ‚‚่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 116: The Beautiful People Faster than anyone could raise their voice, a first victim appeared. It's that demon, who mainly gave an opposing advice towards this hunt, shielding his lord willingly with his body against Hifumi's thrust. "Guha... p-please r-run a-aw-away!" The man, who received a thrust into his chest with the power to make his body float for an instant, pleaded even in this situation desperately to his lord to escape. But, his stupid lord was only bewildered. "Ua..." "Too slow." (Hifumi) While getting panicked due to his subordinate being stabbed in front of his eyes, he was easily beheaded by Hifumi who came in front of him. "W-What have you..." In the next instant the man, who witnessed his lord's perishing with an anguished expression, has his face split in two from the temple by the katana and grey matter gushes out from within. While sending the blood and brain fluid flying by swinging his katana, Hifumi deeply breathed out. And then he inhales air through his nose. "The air outside is pleasant. Previously I wasn't able to breathe normally due to the dust." (Hifumi) The stench of fresh blood is drifting into the chilly air of dawn. There were many people who ran away chaotically due to the sudden murder, but that will result in them having made the right judgement in the end. Although they will encounter later on bitter experiences due to being blamed by Vepar for having cowardly run away from a single opponent and will be sent to their sinecure, they will at least have long lives. The unlucky ones were those who decided to stay in that place to fight. "It's only one opponent! Shoot him with magic to death from a distance!" Someone, who was riding a horse, shouts while pointing at Hifumi. In response to that, fireballs and lumps of earth were released from all four directions at Hifumi one after the other. "Demons are better at magic than humans after all, huh? The speed is higher." (Hifumi) Even while admiring the spells, he avoids the magic attacks by smoothly swaying his body. Compared to the high-speed pellets fired by Agathion, these spells are quite slow. Hifumi, who scattered an attack of a wind spell which came at him directly from the front with his katana, rotated the katana in his hand and sheathed it into its scabbard. "Do you plan to surrender at this point in time?" When he was mocked by some demon, Hifumi replied while looking bored, "Are you an idiot? There's no way for me to do something like surrendering to opponents I can defeat, is there?" (Hifumi) While hitting the pommel with the palm of his left hand with a *pon pon*, Hifumi grabbed the dagger, which stuck out from the opened darkness storage, with his right hand. "As it's been a while since I yearned for some dagger practise, keep me some company." (Hifumi) The dagger, which was produced by the dwarf Pruflas, who's currently in Fokalore, taking 3 days and 3 nights by using Hifumi's katana as reference, is close to a wakizashi The wakizashi, Alyssa possesses, was forged by the excited Pruflas after he was harshly reprimanded and urged to improve it by Hifumi who saw this dagger. Even while criticizing it severely, Hifumi carried it with him since he considered its sturdiness, although that adds to its weight, as its good point. Holding it in a backhand grip so that the blade is facing outwards, he puts forth his right foot and sets up a L-shape stance with his legs while holding his left hand at his waist. "Don't mind it! Keep on attacking!" The magic attacks focus on Hifumi once again, but they don't hit him all the same. Someone, who got impatient due to Hifumi evading everything completely, ordered his subordinates to charge in. "At least cut him, even if it's only once! If we can create a situation where I can finish him off, I promise that you will be promoted as much as you like!" Despite hesitating only for an instant because of the scene where numerous spells are flying about, all 5 subordinates raised their voices and rushed in due to those words. They frantically dash onwards while holding spears and swords in their hands. "Look properly at your opponent. Otherwise you won't hit them." (Hifumi) Avoiding the sword of the man, who came running at the lead due to his fast feet, by stepping aside, he slides the dagger into the nape of the neck in a smooth, unhindered motion and kills that man. Knocking down the approaching spearhead, he pins it down by stepping on it. "Ah!?"magic The soldiers, who ended up releasing his spear, fell forward with his current momentum and it turned into a situation of him himself having his throat stabbed by the dagger simply held out by Hifumi. The remaining three stop their feet out of fear due to the first two spurting blood out. Someone's fireball crashed into the back of one of them with a roaring sound and he was blown towards the front as if flying. His face, which is warped in surprise and pain, is caught by Hifumi's left hand and slammed into the ground. Hifumi steps forward without spending a glance at the soldier who died after convulsing once. Nevertheless, the remaining two stood while grasping their weapons tightly. Although it was an act changing it into a situation were they couldn't back out of, it was also equivalent to not having an opportunity to raise to a higher position in the narrow, caged-in world of the demons. Without any war either, their social rank is decided for most of their lives at their birth. What fell into our laps at that point is the great event of avenging the king. If we contributed to it, even without delivering the finishing blow... Depending on one's point of view this might be a moving tale. Their figures of entrusting the future of their families and themselves into a personal command might be seen as beautiful if watched by people in the same position. However, Hifumi doesn't respect such things. "Die, you idiots." (Hifumi) Breaking the spear with an elbow strike, he stabs the dagger into the crown of the head. Then he kicks the wrist of the opponent, who held a sword, from below. Having released his sword, the soldier's head is seized and Hifumi's fist, which grasped the dagger as is, determinedly bashed into the soldier's chin. With the head making a full circle, the soul leaves the body in an instant due to the destroyed cervical vertebrae. "Even if you acquire the strength to fight at the front, don't stand on the battlefield with a scared mug after going with the flow without figuring out how to compensate for the lack in wrecking your brains. It's irritating." (Hifumi) Hifumi was truly angry. It's not like I hate people who can't fight. Cooks, civil officials and farmers, if they live their lives while giving it their best, that's a good thing, I think. But I hate uneasy fellows who are simply fighting by swinging their weapons without even scheming how to win and without putting effort into surviving while exposing their bodies at a place of battling. "Besides, have you understood anything about your raison d'etre?" (Hifumi) The one Hifumi pointed at is the noble demon who ordered the charge of the demon soldiers who became silent corpses now. "I-I was born having prestige amongst the demons..." In the midst of him saying that, Hifumi rushed over and hit him resolutely. The noble, who fell off the horse, holds his cheek while spitting out several teeth and wheezing unable to breathe as he apparently hit his back. "It doesn't seem so. It's your role to let soldiers die for the sake of victory, right? But, thinking about what you should do to kill me, your enemy, in the end, no matter what methods you use, it's a commander's duty to use the lives of his soldiers for that goal, isn't it?" (Hifumi) That's why Hifumi evaluates Imeraria, who was able to order her subordinates to not start a fight, while rejecting to surrender herself to revenge not once but even twice for the sake of creating a situation where she is able to definitely kill him, highly. She will come to definitely kill him in a composed manner. For that reason she utilizes the maximum of her thinking and standing even if she doesn't have fighting strength herself. That was Hifumi's desired "way of humans." "There is also someone who continued to give her best to achieve her revenge while being in a position unable to do so by herself as slave." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who placed his foot on the back of the noble, who tries to run away while grovelling, slowly increased the foot's strength. "That person became slightly weird, but she continued to forge herself for the sake of getting revenge with her own power. She continued to put in great efforts to obtain power, even by discarding her pride, while being greedy to become strong." (Hifumi) "Gueeee... p-please stop..." The noble, who can't properly speak due to the pressure on the solar plexus while listening to the grinding sound of the spine, pleads in a feeble voice. But Hifumi puts even more strength into his foot. The noble is already desperate to just breathe. He is unable to do anything but grasping the ground while opening and shutting his mouth. "You guys' king was powerful. Even Phegor or whatever schemed to kill me. Even that woman called Bennia or such aimed at my life by using her own technique to the maximum of her ability." (Hifumi) Due to the pressure of Hifumi's foot the nobles back began to cave in. Several ribs have already broken and were apparently stabbing the internal organs. Leaking blood from his mouth, the noble begs for help while shedding tears. "I will kill you. I will kill all of you who are outside here. I thought about leaving behind some of you while considering the war potential of the demons, but I quit that notion. Even if I leave them alone, they probably won't be able to stand in for Vepar's role." (Hifumi) With the sound of water leaking and a scream as if he ran out of air, the noble used up all of his strength. "Next it's you guys' turn." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who changed his hold of the dagger into an overhand grip, counted the number of remaining people by letting his look circle around. There are 33 people remaining. "I'd like you to explain to me what this is about!?" The messenger from Vichy raised his voice in the tent set up for Alyssa who is the commander of Fokalore's feudal army. Alyssa, who is sitting in front of him, looks directly at the howling middle-aged man in puzzlement. Miyukare, who is standing behind the chair Alyssa uses, is trembling with a vein popping up due to the rude behaviour of the messenger, but she endured it with a clenched fist thinking "I did explain to you, didn't I?" (Alyssa) Due to Alyssa tilting her head to the side with a ? floating above it, the messenger isn't even able to hide his irritation. "It's not about the comment "Because the monsters are powerful, we came to exterminate them" as I heard as explanation by director-dono at the beginning." "But, there's no other reason." "Do you really think that I'm able to believe in such a reason!? Although you have lined up with a large army at the national border, do I have to even tell the unknowing you how much uneasiness you are spreading amongst the people of each city-state compromising Vichy!?" Once the messenger strikes the table with his palm, the cups shake and the baked sweet jumps into the air from its plate. Alyssa grabbed that baked sweet before it fell down and tossed it into her mouth. As these were specially made by Caim, Alyssa loved those baked sweets dearly. "But, there's no other reason for us to come here besides that." (Alyssa) After chewing with her mouth, she drinks the tea which was lukewarm. It was personally poured by Miyukare for the sake of Alyssa who isn't very good with hot things. "In reality we defeated several monsters already. Although the soldiers' training is held at the same time as well, that's according to Hifumi-san's instructions. I think it doesn't cause any kind of problems though? The ones being troubled about the monsters are the city's residents and you as well, ojisan, I believe?" (Alyssa) "Gu... however, it's a talk about whether it's necessary for the army to have such scale..." "Oji-san." (Alyssa) The gaze of Alyssa, which became narrow as if zooming in on him while being unsuitable for her own age and face, held a pressure to the degree of even stopping the talking of the messenger who had passed half through his forties. "Even if there's the possibility of some of my comrades dying, you believe it's a good thing to decrease the fighting strength by decreasing the number of people because of minding other people?" (Alyssa) "That is..." "I have already experienced being killed by people I considered to be my comrades, but an injury close to death is exceedingly painful. It's saddening and unbearable. Rather than some of my comrades suffering such a thing, I will think about ways for my comrades to return alive, even if they scare or anger someone. That's my choice." (Alyssa) Alyssa thanks Miyukare for adding some tea. During that time the messenger is sweating while struggling to choose his words. "We have come here following the intentions of our feudal lord, Hifumi-san. He has given the order to subjugate the monsters while considering the benefits of everyone. But, if you dislike that, it can't be helped, right?" (Alyssa) Alyssa tilts her head in contemplation and matches her sight with Miyukare. Seeing Miyukare nodding, the messenger believed that his arguments finally got through, but reality isn't that soft. "You oji-san's aren't doing anything to deal with the monsters and are just voicing your discontent and grumbling at us, who are risking our lives to survive. Let's decide who's correct with skill, huh?" (Alyssa) Alyssa laughs pleasantly, but due to the conclusion going beyond his expectations, the messenger's face exceeds being ghastly pale and has already become white. "S-Such an absurd..." "Neither Hifumi-san nor me have said anything strange. It's simply a very important and simple talk." (Alyssa) Facing the messenger, who is shedding sweat like a waterfall and who has become small on top of the chair while being in panic, Alyssa told him slowly while chewing her words. "If there's something you desire, you have to obtain it with skill." (Alyssa) "Though it feels strange for me, who received help and education, to say that", Alyssa's laughing voice could be heard by the soldiers who are outside the tent.
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25.Take A Look Around ใ€ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ ˜ๅœฐใƒปๅˆไป•ไบ‹ใฏๆˆฆไบ‰ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ€‘ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ไปฃ่กจใ™ใ‚‹5ใคใฎๅคง้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰้ธๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅง”ๅ“กใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ้‹ๅ–ถใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงใฏ้€š็งฐโ€œไธญๅคฎโ€ใจ็•ฅใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ้ƒฝๅธ‚ๆฏŽใฎ่‡ชๆฒปใ‚’่ชใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฝ“ๅˆถไธŠใ€ใใ“ใงๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏๅคงใพใ‹ใชๆŒ‡้‡็จ‹ๅบฆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใจ่ปไบ‹ใƒป้˜ฒ่ก›ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏไธ€ๅฎšใฎๅผทๅˆถๆจฉใ‚’ๆŒใคใ“ใจใงใ€ใจใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅˆ†่งฃใ—ใ‹ใญใชใ„้ƒฝๅธ‚้›†ๅˆๅ›ฝๅฎถใŸใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธญๅคฎใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ใธใฏ่กจๅ‘ใใซใฏ้€ฃ็ตกๅ“กใŒๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚Œใ€่ฃใงใฏๅทฅไฝœๅ“กใŒๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€่กจ้ข็š„ใซใ‚‚ๅ†…้ƒจ็š„ใซใ‚‚ใ€ไธญๅคฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใฎ็›ฎใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ไฝ“ๅˆถใŒๅฎŒๆˆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใ€่‡ช็™บ็š„ใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’้›ข่„ฑใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใฏใ“ใฎ50ๅนดไปฅไธŠๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ ! ไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ !ใ€ ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฎไผš่ญฐๅ ดใ€่ณช็ด ใชใŒใ‚‰้‡ๅŽšใช้€ ใ‚Šใฎๅฎคๅ†…ใงใ€ใงใฃใทใ‚ŠใจๅคชใฃใŸ็”ทใŒๅฃฐใ‚’่’ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้จ’ใ„ใงใ‚‚ๅง‹ใพใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใšใฏๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใ ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฎไปฃ่กจใฏ่กŒๆ–นไธๆ˜Žใ€‚ๆดพ้ฃใ—ใŸ่ชฟๆŸปๅ“กใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…ตใฎใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒใพใจใพใ‚‹ใซใฏๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‚ใŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ้€ฃไธญใŒไฝ•ใ‹ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ็„กใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใ‚‚็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆต้€šใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฏๆ€ใˆใฌใ€ ไธญๅคฎใฎๅง”ๅ“กใŸใกใฏใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใซๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€โ€œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใงๅคšใใฎๅ…ตใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„โ€็จ‹ๅบฆใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„็พ็Šถใงใฏใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ๆฑบๅฎš็š„ใชไบ‹ใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใใซใงใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใธๆŠ—่ญฐใชใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ในใใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€้™ใ‚Šใชใๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‰่จผๆ‹ ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ ไธ€ๅ‘ใซใพใจใพใ‚ŠใŒใคใ‹ใชใ„ไผš่ญฐๅ ดใธใ€ไธ€้€šใฎๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅ…ตใŒ้ง†ใ‘่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ? ไปŠใฏไผš่ญฐไธญใ ใž?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒ......ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใธๆŠ—่ญฐใฎๆ›ธ้ขใŒๅฑŠใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€ŒๆŠ—่ญฐใ ใจ!?ใ€ ๆœบใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ๅคชใ„่…นใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๅ…ตใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’ใฒใฃใŸใใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ็ตถๅฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”ทใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใฎๅง”ๅ“กใŒๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใงๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ›ธ้ขใซใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆไบบๅฟƒใ‚’ๆƒ‘ใ‚ใ—ใ€้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใธใใฎๅผทๆจฉใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใ€็„กๅฎŸใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡้ ˜ๅ†…ใพใงใใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใŸไพต็•ฅ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’่กŒใฃใŸไบ‹ใธใฎๆŠ—่ญฐใจใ€ใใฎ่จผๆ‹ ใจใชใ‚‹ๆ›ธ้กžใจ่จผ่จ€่€…ใ‚’็ขบไฟใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ—จใŒๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฏไปŠๅ›žใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๆจชๆšดใ‚’ๅ…จใฆใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใธๅ–งไผใ—ใ€ไธ€ๅฎšใฎๆœŸ้–“ๅ†…ใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‚’ๆ”ฏๆŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€็‹ฌ็ซ‹ๅ›ฝๅฎถใจใ—ใฆ้ƒฝๅธ‚้€ฃๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰้›ข่„ฑใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใธๅธฐๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’ๅ•ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใจใ—ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใธๅ‘ณๆ–นใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‚‚ใ‚ใจใ‚‚ๆญฃ็พฉใฎๅใฎไธ‹ใซ้‰„ๆงŒใ‚’ไธ‹ใ™ใจๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใฏๆŠ—่ญฐใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ๅฎฃๆˆฆๅธƒๅ‘Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‘†ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ™ใใซๅ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ใธ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’้€ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใตใ–ใ‘ใŸๆ›ธ้ขใซๅ›ž็ญ”ใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้€š้”ใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ ใ€ŒใŸใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ......ๅ›! ใ™ใใซๅ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…จใฆใฎ้€ฃ็ตกๅ“กใซ้€š้”ใ‚’้€ใ‚Š็ตฆใˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃ! ไบ†่งฃใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใŸๅ…ตใฏใ€็›ดใใซไผš่ญฐๅ ดใ‚’้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๆœ€ๅคงใฎๅฑๆฉŸใ ใ€‚ไธ‡ไธ€ใ€้›ขๅใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ็„กใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚็งใŸใกใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎ่ฆๆจกใชใ‚‰ใ„ใ–็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใ€ไป–ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฏๅ˜็‹ฌใงใฏๅ›ฝๅฎถใจใ—ใฆใฏๆˆ็ซ‹ใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใฎใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใใ†ใ‹......ๅ…ตๅŠ›ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใ‚„็ฃไบบๆ—ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใซๅ‰ฒใไบบๅ“กใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใซใใ‚Œใปใฉๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็œŸไผผใฏใงใใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ไผš่ญฐๅ ดใซๆŸใฎ้–“ใฎๅฎ‰ๅ ตใŒ่จชใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ๆœชใ ใซใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใธใฎๅฏพๅฟœใฏๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไพƒใ€…่ซคใ€…ใจใฏใ„ใˆใพใจใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ไผš่ญฐใฏใ€ใฒใจใพใš้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใจใฎ้€ฃๆบใฎ็ขบ่ชใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ๆถˆๆฅต็š„ใชๅฏพๅฟœใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใง้–‰ไผšใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏใ“ใ“ใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซ้˜ฒ่ก›ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฏพๅฟœใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Œใฐ้•ใ†ๆœชๆฅใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅ›ฝใฎ็ตๆŸใฏๆบใ‚‹ใŒใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใชๅธธ่ญ˜ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏ็ตๅฑ€ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็™ปๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰ไบŒๆ—ฅใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฏใพใ ๅŸŽๅ†…ใซ็•™ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ฃๅˆๅ›ฝใจใ„ใ†ใ‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใฎ้›†ๅˆไฝ“ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๆจฉๅˆฉใŒๅˆ†ๆ•ฃใ—ใฆๅ„ๅœฐใฎๅฎ‰ๅฎš็š„ใช็ตฑๆฒปใŒใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ†ใพใ้€ฃๆบใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐ็‰นๅŒ–ใ—ใŸ็”ฃๆฅญใ‚’่‚ฒใฆใฆ็›ธไบ’ใซ็ตŒๆธˆ็™บๅฑ•ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซๅฎˆใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„โ€œๅ›ฝโ€ใจใ„ใ†ไฝ“ๅˆถใŒ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ”ใจใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ไปฅไธŠใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ไธๅˆฉ็›ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ็ฐกๅ˜ใซ้›ขๅใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ•ใ€ ๅŸŽๅ†…ใซ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงใ€ๆœใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ญใ‚’ใƒขใƒชใƒขใƒช้ฃŸในใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใธใฎๆ›ธ้ขใฎไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ไบบใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๅฝผใ ใ€‚ ๅŒๅธญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅฅด้šทใ‹ใ‚‰่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฏใ€ๅฅด้šทใ‹ใ‚‰่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ…ƒใ‚’้›ขใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใพใ ๅพฉ่ฎใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฐ‚ๅฑžใง้›‡ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅ†’้™บ่€…ใจใ—ใฆใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅผทใ„ๅธŒๆœ›ใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒใใ‚ŒใซๅŒ่ชฟใ—ใŸใ“ใจใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ปฝใใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚้›‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใ‚’ๆ•ใพใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ๆฎบใ™ใพใงใชใ€ใจ่ปฝใ่ซ‹ใ‘่ฒ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ๅญ็ˆตๅพ…้‡ใจใชใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅพ“่€…ใจใ—ใฆ้›‡ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใจใซใ‚‚ใ‹ใใซใ‚‚ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใงใฎ่บซๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸไบ‹ใงใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใƒ›ใƒƒใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚้™ž็ˆตใฎๅ„€ๅผใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใจๅ…ฑใซ้ ˜ๅœฐใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไธ€ๅฟœใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใฏๅ—ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ 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ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ”ใจใซใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ—ๅˆใฃใฆๅ‹•ใใซๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹้šฃใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใŒๆ•ตใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใชใ‚“ใฆใ€็ฌ‘ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใ ใจใ€ไธญๅคฎใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅคงใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅŠ›ใฏๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใชใ€‚ใŠใ‚ˆใใใฎ่ฆๆจกใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็ตŒๆธˆๅŠ›ใจ่ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ›žใ™ๅทฅไฝœๅ“ก้€ฃไธญใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใงๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆใพใจใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใ€‚ๅ…ˆใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’็ณพๅผพใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธญๅคฎ้€ฃไธญใฏๅ›ฝใฎๅ–ใ‚Šใพใจใ‚ใซๅฟ…ๆญปใซใชใ‚‰ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ่ซ–ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฎฐ็›ธใจ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใฆใ€ๆ€ฅใŽใใฎๆ‰‹้…ใฏใ—ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็ตŒใคใจ็–‘ๅ•ใŒๆนงใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฏๆ€ฅใŒใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจใ„ใ†็„ฆใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ๆฎต่ฝใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅฎฃๆˆฆๅธƒๅ‘Šใซ็ญ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ๅผทๅ›บใชๆ”ฟๆฒปไฝ“ๅˆถใงใ‚‚็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€่ชฐใ‹ไธ€ไบบใฎๆ”ฏๆŒใŒไธญๅฟƒใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅˆ่ญฐๅˆถใŒไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฎๅฝขใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใฏใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชใซๆ—ฉใใฆใ‚‚ไบŒ้€ฑ้–“ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใŒ่ฟฝๅพ“ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ปฝใๆ‰‹ใงๅˆถใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใกใ‚‰ใธ?ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจๅŸŽไธ‹ใธใŠ่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใ•ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’้š ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ›ใŸใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ไป˜ใใƒžใƒณใƒˆๆ‰‹ใซๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ปฝใ‚„ใ‹ใช่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใง้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้€€ๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅ…จๅ“กใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฃใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๆฝฐใ™ใฟใŸใ„ใช้Žๆฟ€ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ไฝ•ใ ใ‹ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’้€ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€็ฉไพฟใชๆตใ‚Œใ ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ•ใ‚“ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅพ“่€…ใจใชใ‚Œใฐ่จ€่‘‰้ฃใ„ใ‚‚็›ดใ•ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ…......ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใƒ”ใ‚ทใƒฃใƒชใจๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ่Ž็ธฎใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ•ใฆใŠใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใซใคใ„ใฆใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅ…จใ็ฉไพฟใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใใ‚‰ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฏ้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚’ๅˆ†ๆ–ญใ—ใฆๆ”ป็•ฅใ—ใฆใ„ใใŠใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ใใฎ็‚บใซใ€ไปŠใฏๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใ„ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใซๅ…ตๅŠ›ใ‚’้›†ไธญใ—ใฆๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆๆกˆใŒใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ–นใฏ้ ˜่ปใจใ—ใฆ100ไบบใ ใ‘ๅ…ตๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจ่ฆ่ซ‹ใ‚‚ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้–“ใง่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใŒ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ˆใ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆง˜ใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎๅฏพ็ซ‹ใ‚’่ชใ‚ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€ ใ€Œ......ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๆฝฐใ•ใชใ„ใจใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎๆ–นใŒๆฝฐใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงๆšดใ‚ŒใฆๅดฉๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆต้€šใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆญขใพใฃใฆๆžฏๆญปใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏ้ธๆŠž่‚ขใชใ‚“ใฆ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใจใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ถณใ‚’้‹ใ‚“ใ ใฎใฏใ€ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใฎใƒˆใƒซใƒณใŒ็ตŒๅ–ถใ™ใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ…ทๅบ—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใง็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใƒ“ใƒฉใŒๆ’’ใ‹ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใžใ€‚ๅฎขใŒๆŒใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€ ใƒˆใƒซใƒณใŒ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใซใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚’ๆ•‘ใฃใŸ่‹ฑ้›„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆ–ฐใŸใชๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ้ ˜ไธปใจใ—ใฆๅญ็ˆตใซๅ™ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใจๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€‚็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใ ใฃใฆๅฎ‰ใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใจใƒคใ‚ธ้ฆฌใฉใ‚‚ใŒ่งฃๆ•ฃใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไฝ•ใ‹่ฒทใ„ใซๆฅใŸ......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใพใŸไฝ•ใ‹ๅฆ™ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ไฝœใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใฃใฆใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฆ™ใชใ‚‚ใฎใจใฏๅคฑ็คผใชใ€‚็ซ‹ๆดพใชๆˆฆใฎ้“ๅ…ทใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•ฐๆžšใฎ็ด™ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซใ‚ใฃใŸไธŠ่ณชใช็ด™ใ ใ€‚ ใใ†ใฏ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒˆใƒซใƒณใฎ็›ฎใฏๅฅฝๅฅ‡ๅฟƒใซ่ผใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅบƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด™ใฎไธŠใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฏธๆณ•ใฏใใ“ใซๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใงใ€็™บๆณจๆ•ฐใฏใ“ใ‚Œใชใ€ ็ด™ใซๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎ้“ๅ…ทใฎ่จญ่จˆๅ›ณใจใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใฎๆง‹้€ ๅ›ณ้ขใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๆƒใˆใฆใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹่ฆ‹ใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๆฅใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚ใพใšๆ•ฐใŒๅคšใ„ใชใ€‚ๆง‹้€ ใ‚‚่ค‡้›‘ใ ใ€‚ไบŒ้€ฑ้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€Œ10ๆ—ฅใงๆƒใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œ......็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงๆ‰‹ไผใ‚ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใฎๅฅด้šทๅบ—ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใš้–€็•ชใจใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒ‰ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใชใ‚Šๆ…Œใฆใฆๅบ—ใฎๅฅฅใธ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅพ…ใŸใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใใ€ใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใŒๅบ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ“ใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€‚ใ”ๆดป่บใฎใŠ่ฉฑใฏไผบใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚็งใฉใ‚‚ใฎๅบ—ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใฃใฆใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ•ใ•ใ€ใฉใ†ใžใŠๅ…ฅใ‚Šใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใฎๅ…ˆๅฐŽใงไปฅๅ‰ใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใฃใŸๅฟœๆŽฅใธๅบงใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒใ‹ใ‘ใฆ่จˆ็ฎ—ใŒใงใใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚’่€่‹ฅ็”ทๅฅณๅŒบๅˆฅใชใ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใŒใ€ใชใ‚‹ในใ้ ญใŒใ„ใ„ๅฅดใŒใ„ใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใฏใฃใฏ! ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€่ณขใ„่€…ใฏๅฅด้šทใซใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใŠใฃใจใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚„ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซใฏ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใงใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ใ•ใฃใใใ”็”จๆ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ไบ”ๅˆ†ใปใฉๅพ…ใŸใ•ใ‚Œใ€็”จๆ„ใŒใงใใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใจใ€5ไบบใฎ็”ทๅฅณใŒไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธ็€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅ…จๅ“ก็ฐก็ด ใช็ญ’่ƒด่กฃใงใ€่–„ๆฑšใ‚ŒใŸๅงฟใงใƒœใƒณใƒคใƒชใจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฏๅ…จๅ“กใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่จˆ็ฎ—ใจๆ–‡ๅญ—ใฎ่ชญใฟๆ›ธใใŒใงใใพใ™ใ€ ๆจช้ ˜ใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅ…ƒๅฎ˜ๅƒšใ‚„ใ€ๅธณ็ฐฟไป˜ใ‘ใจใ—ใฆๅƒใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๅฎฟใŒๆฝฐใ‚Œใฆ็„ก่ทใซใชใฃใฆใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซๅฅด้šทใซ่ฝใกใŸ่€…ใชใฉใ€ๆง˜ใ€…ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ไธ€ไบบไธ€ไบบใจไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใ€่ถณใ—็ฎ—ๅผ•ใ็ฎ—ใฏใงใใ‚‹ใŒๆŽ›ใ‘็ฎ—ๅ‰ฒใ‚Š็ฎ—ใฏใงใใชใ„่€…ใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใฎๅŸบๆบ–ใ ใจ่ซฆใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“ก่ฒทใŠใ†ใ€‚้‡‘ใฏๅ‡บใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰่บซไฝ“ใ‚’็ถบ้บ—ใซใ—ใฆๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๆœใ‚’็€ใ›ใฆใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใซใงใ‚‚็Ž‹ๅŸŽใพใง้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใ—ใ“ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ๆ•™้คŠใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฅด้šทใ‚’ใŠๆฑ‚ใ‚ใซ?ใ€ ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใงๆ•™้คŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใฏ็–‘ๅ•ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ“ใซใฏ่งฆใ‚ŒใšใซใŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆˆฆใ†ใซใฏใ€ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒๅคงไบ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ…ˆใŒๅ™จ็”จใชใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใฎๅฅด้šทใจใ‹ใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซๆญใ—ใ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ๆ„ๆฐ—ๆšใ€…ใจ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธๆˆปใฃใฆๆฅใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌ้”ใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆไปŠๅพŒใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅๆ—ฅๅพŒใซใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใ€้ ˜ๅ†…ใฎไป–ใฎๆ‘ใจใ‹ใ‚‚ใพใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆ…ฃ็ฟ’ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŒใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ๅ‰ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰็œ็•ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ๆˆฆไบ‰ๅ‰ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŸใกใฏใใฃใจ่‚ฉใซๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใพใงใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใพใšใฏ้ƒจ้šŠ็ทจๆˆใ ใ€‚้ƒจ้šŠใฏ4ใคใซๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚100ไบบใ‚’30ใƒป30ใƒป30ใƒป10ใซๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎใฏ่ผœ้‡้šŠใชใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ฃŸๆ–™ใ‚„่ณ‡ๆใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใง้‹ใณใ€้šŠใ”ใจใซๅˆฅใ‚Œใฆ่ชฟ็†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€่ผœ้‡ๅ…ตใจใ‹่ผœ้‡้šŠใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€่ชฌๆ˜ŽใฏไปŠๅบฆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏ่ณ‡ๆใ‚„้ฃŸๆ–™ใ‚’้‹ใณใ€่ชฟ็†ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฐ‚้–€ใฎ้ƒจ้šŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ ใ‘่ฆšใˆใฆใŠใใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎ30ใšใคใŒไธ€้ƒจ้šŠใงใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œๅฝนๅ‰ฒๅˆ†ๆ‹…ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใงใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎไธ€็•ช้šŠ้šŠ้•ทใŒใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€ไบŒ็•ช้šŠ้šŠ้•ทใŒใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ไธ‰็•ช้šŠ้šŠ้•ทใŒใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใชใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซ่ปฝใใƒใƒงใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ใใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใ‚Šใ€ๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฎ‹ใ‚ŠไบŒไบบใ‚‚็›ฎ็ทšใงๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ›ไปŠใพใงใฎๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใฏๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚่ชฐใŒ้šŠ้•ทใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใ ใ€ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ๆœ€ๅˆใฎใ†ใกใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใพใจใ‚‚ใซๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹็Šถๆณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„็ด™ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ›ธใไป˜ใ‘ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใŒๆŠ•ใ’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅญ—ใ‚’ๆ›ธใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใฎไบˆๆƒณใŒๆญฃใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฏไธ€่ˆฌๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใ ๅŒ…ๅ›ฒๆฎฒๆป…ๆˆฆใซใชใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใ‚’......ใ€ ็ถšใใŒ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใ€ๅฎคๅ†…ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒใค็พฝใƒšใƒณใฎ้Ÿณใ ใ‘ใงๆบ€ใŸใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚
Chapter 25: Take A Look Around The Vichy central committee is run by 5 committees representing the 5 large cities, popularly abbreviated to "Centre" in Vichy. Basically every city recognises it's own local authority that has a structure to it. A liason from the centre is sent to each city, while on the surface a perfect observation system for the centre, a perfect cover for spies. For that reason, a city-state trying to withdraw from Vichy had not happened for more than 50 years.... [ What on earth...? What is going on! ] In the central committee's simply decorated yet dignified conference room, a corpulent fat man raised his voice. [ This clamour is pointless. First it is necessary to gather information. ] [ In any case, the representative for Arusel is unaccounted for. According to the observer sent, most of the soldiers seem to have been killed. Collecting information will take time. ] [ While we're being slow, Orsongrande is possibly starting something. ] [ Impossible. There is no reason for strife, nor is there any indication of such from their goods circulation. ] The central committee members exchanged several opinions, "It seems that many of Arosel's troops have been murdered" being the predominant theme. Legally speaking, protests should be lodged with Orsongrande, but cannot for lack of evidence. [ Excuse me! ] A soldier rushed into the unsettled conference room carrying an official document. [ What? We're in the middle of a meeting right now. ] [ That is.... A letter of protest has reached our country from Orsongrande. ] [ Letter of protest!? ] A man stood up hitting the desk, his large stomach wobbling, and snatched the document from the soldier. [ Th-This... ] Seeing the man at a loss for words, a female committee member took the document from him and looked it over. According to the document from Orsongrande, the committee of Horant had obtained magic tools that twisted human nature, the city-state had also issued instructions for the death of an innocent woman. Furthermore, a protest against using these magic tools for aggressive behaviour within Orsongrande territory, backed up with evidence and an eyewitness. Moreover, Orsongrande called out the high-handedness of the city-state's central committee over time and questioning the independent actions carried out under their jurisdiction, calling for allies to separate from Vichy, ending with telling the central committee to come down hard on this in the name of justice. [ This is no protest, it's a declaration of war! ] [ Why in the world.... ] [ Immediately contact every city and tell them not to reply to this joke of a protest from Orsongrande. ] [ Definitely..... You! Immediately notify our contacts in every city! ] [ Yes! Understood! ] The soldier who brought the document immediately rushed out of the conference room. [ This is a great danger for Vichy. If by some chance a city-state emerges considering separating..... ] [ I think that is quite unlikely. I don;t know about here, but establishing an independent nation won;t be considered in other city-states. ] [ Is that so? ..... Considering the military forces, the beastmen tribe area and the Horant side have more troops present. If you think about it, our country will not be affected to that extent. ] Relief filled the conference room for a while, but the interaction with Orsongrande had yet to be decided. The meeting ended with the decision of cooperation for the time being, albeit half-heartedly. The future may have been different if they had taken a proactive defense regarding Orsongrande, but with common sense was usually disregarded in favour of possible selfish gains. It was Hifumi's second day at the castle. They had stayed over at the castle. [ The assembly of the allied city-states is dispersed everywhere, an easy way to maintain stability and cooperation. With the right cooperation, economy grows well. However, every city-state will defend itself, and the patriotic feeling that every "country" has is much lower. ] Hifumi explained while cheerfully munching on a steak in the morning. The instigator of the protest document to Vichy was obviously him. Sitting with him were Princess Imeraria and Alyssa. Origa and Kasha had been released from slavery. Even though they were freed, they had not left Hifumi. With their revenge still unaccomplished, they were now employed exclusively by Hifumi as adventurers to travel with him. They strongly wished to accompany him so, Hifumi lightly said [ Well then, you're hired. For now, until Beirevra is caught and killed. ] Alyssa was employed as an attendant to Hifumi, who was treated as a viscount. At any rate, she was relieved at having obtained a social position in this country. Once the promotion ceremony ends, they would go to the territory. [ However, would the tentative explanation received be enough, I wonder..... ] In contrast to Hifumi, Imeraria was clearly uneasy, reflected in her appetite. The day Hifumi had returned to the castle, Imeraria made the document to send to Vichy as proposed by Hifumi. It was delivered to Vichy's central committee via the ambassador to Vichy who received it by pigeon and a fast horse. It would probably reach Vichy that day or the next. That was the fastest level of communication in this world. At the time, Hifumi told them to send the documents to each city in Vichy before the central committee began to move. [ In any case, it is impossible to keep the movements of every city under surveillance. Unawares, the neighbouring city may be an enemy, amusing, isn't it. Besides, on examining the documents, the centre has a large number of troops. Due to this, each city will send their agents everywhere there is great influence and financial strength. The central committee will desperately scramble for control. ] Imeraria was unable to object to Hifumi's words. After a brief consultation with the Prime Minister, it was hurriedly arranged. Though now doubts have come up with time. At the time, it was a hasty action, but at this point, could it be likened to a declaration of war? [ At least the strength of their political system is nonexistent. Thanks to their council system, it'll lead to squabbles and it's unlikely that they will move for two weeks at the earliest. ] magic While saying so, Hifumi rose. Origa, Kasha and Alyssa attempted to follow, but stopped when he signalled them not to. [ Where to? ] [ Shopping near the castle for a while. ] Throwing up a hood to hide his face, Hifumi left the room as though he had not a care in the world. After Hifumi left the room, Alyssa opened her mouth. All eyes focused upon her. [ About Hifumi-san, saying something extreme like crushing Vichy, but sending documents instead, seems rather gentle, isn't it? ] [ Alyssa-san, as a noble's attendant, your speech will require correction. ] [ Auu.... ] Alyssa instantly withered at Imeraria's quiet rebuke. [ Apart from that, Mr. Hifumi's actions are not gentle at all. ] [ Mr. Hifumi probably intends to use divide and conquer to capture the city states. As a result of that, now when Vichy moves, the troops on the side joined with Horant will be fortified as per Mr. Hifumi's suggestion. ] Apparently, there seemed to have been a discussion between Hifumi and Imeraria. [ That's what I said too, but the princess agreed to the confrontation with Vichy, no? ] [ .... If Vichy isn't destroyed, this country will be. Will Mr Hifumi be violent here and cause it to collapse internally? Or will the circulation of goods from Vichy stop and cause the same? ] Imeraria sighed as though she had no options. Hifumi had made his way to the shop that the dwarf Thorn managed. [ How did you know? ] [ It's on a bunch of flyers, a customer showed one to me. ] The document that Thorn thrust at Hifumi detailed "the actions of the hero Hifumi in saving a woman from Vichy and bequeathing upon him the title of Viscount as a lord to defend the new border between Orsongrande and Vichy". [ Hmm, even the parchment isn't of bad quality. ] [ Apart from, that, would you like to make purchases.... or rather make another strange object? ] (Thorn) [ How rude. They are splendid battle tools. ] While saying so, Hifumi pulled out several pieces of high-quality paper from his Dark Storage. Bad attitude notwithstanding, Thorn's eyes sparkled with curiosity while looking over the papers. [ What the heck!? ] [ The dimensions are written there, as are the number of orders. ] Blueprints for some tools and weapons were written on that paper. [ Why do you want so much of this assembled? ] [ If you want to see, come to Fokalore with me. The manner of fighting in this world. ] [ Hmm, let me think about it. There are many orders, and the structure is quite complex. It will take around 2 weeks. ] [ Do it in 10 days. ] [ .... I'll have to call in an acquaintance. ] After that, Hifumi went to the slave shop once again. The same doorman was standing guard. He took one look at Hifumi and hastily scampered into the depths of the shop. Almost immediately, the manager, Uraru came out of the shop. [ Hello hello, Hifumi-sama. Thank you very much for remembering this humble shop, please come in. ] Led inside by Uraru, Hifumi sat down and mentioned the same conditions as last time, strength, regardless of age or sex, in addition to a new one. [ It may be difficult, but a bright fellow is preferable. ] [ Ha ha ha! Certainly, there won't be many smart slaves... Oops, keep that secret from Origa and Kasha please. Well then, I shall make preparations at once. ] After waiting for a while, Uraru returned and led Hifumi to a room with five people in it, of both genders. Every single member was wearing simple padded tunics, all somewhat dirty. [ These can read and write and count to some extent. ] An embezzling bureaucrat, an accountant at a bankrupt hotel, various others who fell into slavery. Talking to each one, addition and subtraction was possible, but few could do multiplication and division, it seemed to be the general standard for this world. [ I'll buy them all. Clean them up and get them some new clothes on me. Bring them to the castle tomorrow. ] [ Certainly. Incidentally, why would you want educated slaves? ] They call this level educated? [ Preparations are very important to fight to the heart's content. That aside, are there slaves skilful enough with their hands as much as a dwarf? ] Uraru respctfuly inclined his head to Hifumi's enquiry. [ Certainly, there are. ] Exultantly returning to the castle, Hifumi gathered his girls [TN: I'm tired of constantly writing all their names] and explained their next move. [ In 10 days we will leave and go to Fokalore. It will be a routine visit of village territories. War omits nothing. ] Hearing the word 'war', Alyssa flinched. [ We will prepare till then, but first is the military unit formation. 100 men shall be divided into 4 corps, with a 30-30-30-10 composition. The last one will be the military supplies corps. ] Apparently supplies were carried individually in this world, a unit for cooking and supplies does not seem to exist here. [ Well now, I guess I'll have to explain. That unit will carry materials and food, and do all the cooking. For the remaining 3 corps, Origa, Kasha and Alyssa will be the commanders for the first, second and third respectively. ] Hifumi lightly bopped Alyssa on the head as she stood up panicking. [ The conventional methods of fighting are useless anyway, doesn't matter who the commander is. ] [ No need to worry. In any case, you do not need to fight your opponent directly in the beginning. ] While answering Kasha's question, Hifumi pulled out a piece of paper and started writing on it. [ If my expectations are correct, it'll be a siege that will involve the civilians as well. ] [ The civilians.... ] Origa was unable to continue, the silence filled with the sound of Hifumi's quill.
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56.Wanted Dead Or Alive ใ€้˜ฒ่ก›ใฏไพตๆ”ปใฎๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ€‘ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅˆๆตใ—ใŸใจใใ€ๆ—ขใซ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏๅฃŠๆป…็Šถๆ…‹ใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฅ‘ใ‚Šๆœจใฎ้Ž–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใ€ๅˆ†้Š…ใง้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกๆฎใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚้ก”้ขใจๅ–‰ใ‚’้›†ไธญ็š„ใซ็‹™ใ„ใ€ๅ‹•ใใŒ้ˆใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅฉใๆŠ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใกใ“ใกใซๆŠ˜ใ‚ŒใŸๆญฏใจ่ก€ใŒๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใฐใ‚Šใ€ไธ€้ขใซ่ปขใŒใ‚‹็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้šŠๅ“กใŸใกใฏใ€่ชฐใฒใจใ‚Šๆฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้ขใ€…ใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅˆฐ็€ใซๆฐ—ใฅใใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆๆˆฆๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้€€ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซๆœ€ๅพŒใฎไธ€ไบบใŒๆงใ‚’็ชใๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€็ฉ‚ๅ…ˆใ‚’้Ž–ใซ็ตกใ‚ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใ€่ถณๆ‰•ใ„ใง่ปขใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’่ธใฟๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€ๅฃใฎ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—ใ€็‰‡ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‹ใ€ ๅฅ‘ใ‚Šๆœจใ‚’ไป•่ˆžใ„ใ€ๆฐ—ๅดฉใ‚ŒใŸ้“็€ใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซๆ•ตใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’่žใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–นใ‚’ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ่ฆ‹้ฃใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจ......ๅ…ˆใปใฉใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใใ„ใคใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใฎๆ‰‹ใงใ€ๆฎบใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ่…•ใซๅ›บๅฎšใ—็›ดใ—ใŸ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ•ใ™ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ–œใณใจใ‚‚ๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใจใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่‚ฉใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใŒ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใฏใ€ไปฅๅ‰ๅฐ่ชฌใง่ชญใ‚“ใ โ€œไป‡่จŽใกใฎๅŠฉๅคชๅˆ€โ€ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้•ใ†ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ‹ใจ่ปฝใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใงใใ‚“ใชๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’่จ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใใฎๅŠดใ„ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆ•‘ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ„ŸๆฅตใพใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๆบขใ‚Œๅ‡บใ™ๆถ™ใ‚’ใฌใใ„ใ‚‚ใ›ใšใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ƒธใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ......ใ€ ็ช็„ถๆณฃใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซไธ€็žฌ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงๅผ•ใ้›ขใ—ใ€็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็žณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฌ‘ใˆใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ ใ€Œๅพฉ่ฎใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆๆ•ตใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ™‚ใฏ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใใฃใจๅ–‰ใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๆฏใฎ้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใŸใพใพใงๆœ—ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใ€ ๅ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไฝ•ใ‹่ฉฆ็ทดใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Š่ถŠใˆใŸใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใƒซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใŒใ€ใŠใฃใ‹ใชใณใฃใใ‚Š่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ 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ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๆ•ฐไบบใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฎๅ…ƒใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•‘ๆดใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏใ‚ซใƒ ใƒฉใƒƒใƒˆใจ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใƒ“ใƒญใƒณ? ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ๅฏ„่ถŠใ—ใŸไผฏ็ˆตใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใ“ใฎๅบฆใฏ......ใ€ ่ฌๆ„ใ‚’ไผใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใŒ้€†ๆ‰‹ใซๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎ้ฆ–็ญ‹ใซๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅˆƒใŒใ‚ใŸใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจๅ‘ผใถใฎใฏใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅˆฉ็›Šใจใ—ใฆๅˆฉ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚Šใ€ๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซไฟบใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถใ“ใจใฏๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ‹? ไฟบใฏๆ•ตใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใซใใŸใŒใ€ใใฎๆ•ตใซใŠๅ‰ใŒๅซใพใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„่พผใ‚€ใฎใฏ้ƒฝๅˆใŒ่‰ฏใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใžใ€ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใงไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸ้ก”ใซๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆปดใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏๅˆƒใซๆ˜ ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใจๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏ่‡ชใ‚‰ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใง......็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚‚ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰......็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎไปถใฏ่จˆ็ฎ—ๅค–ใง......ใ€ ่’ใ„ๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใŒ้€”ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œ้€”ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’้›ขใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ๅŒใ˜ๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใจใ—ใฆใ€่‹ฑ้›„ใฎใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใซๅŠฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ไนžใ†ไบ‹ใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ“ใธ่กŒใใ€‚ๅ›ฝใ‚„ๆ‰€ๅฑžใŒใฉใ†ใจใ†ใ‹ใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ไฟบใฎๆ•ตใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ ใ‘ใŒๅŸบๆบ–ใ ใ€‚......้…ใ‚Œใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ…ตใŒใ“ใ“ใธๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ๆญ“่ฟŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใ ใŒใ€ไบ’ๆต้–ขไฟ‚ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆฉ็›Šใซ่ฆ‹ๅˆใ†็‰ฉใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ™ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจไฟบใฏๆ€ใ†ใŒ?ใ€ ใƒ‹ใƒคใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅ‘ผใณ่พผใ‚“ใ ใƒขใƒŽใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ•ตใŒใ„ใ‚Œใฐๅ–œใถๆˆฆ้—˜็‹‚ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅคงใใช้–“้•ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใจใ€‚ (ใ“ใฎ็”ทใฏใŸใ ใŸใ ๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ„ใŒใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใฎ็ตๆžœใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒ็„กใ„ใฎใ‹) ๅ…ˆใปใฉไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚’้€€ๅŽปใ•ใ›ใŸ็†็”ฑใŒๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใพใพใงใฏใ€ๅŒใ˜้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจใ—ใฆใพใจใ‚ใฆ้–ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅญใฎๆ–นใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅคฑ็ญ–ใซใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šๆ•ขใˆใšใ€ใ“ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅค–ใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ๅ‰ฏไฝœ็”จใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใพใšใ„ใ€‚ๆšดใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใพใšใ„ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธ้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆๅธฐใฃใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅญๆดพใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใใ†ใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒ......ใ€ ๆฃ’็ซ‹ใกใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚น็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ๆˆฆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใพใ ็ต่ซ–ใฏๅ‡บใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ“ใธไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆญฉใ„ใฆใใŸใฎใซๆฐ—ใฅใใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ้“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€‚ใ“ใ„ใคใŒ็Ž‹ๅญใ ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ๆฎบใ™ใฎใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใฎ็ด„ๆŸใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฟบใฏใ™ใใซใฏๆฎบใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไนฑๆšดใซๆœใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่ฃ‚ใใ€็Ž‹ๅญใฎ่ƒธใซ้ฃŸใ„ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใฎ้‹ๅ‘ฝใ‚’้ธใถใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใ„ใค่‡ช่บซใ ใ€ ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎๆ™‚ใจๅŒๆง˜ใซใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ไธ€ๅˆ‡ๆฐ—้ฃใ‚ใชใ„ไนฑๆšดใชๆ‰‹ๆฎตใง้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ‰ฅใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅˆถๆญขใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใšใ€ใŸใ ็Šถๆณใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅœฐ้ขใธใจๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸ็Ž‹ๅญใซใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ใ‚’่งฆใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†......ใ†ใ…?ใ€ ็›ฎใ‚’็žฌใ‹ใ›ใ€็Ž‹ๅญใŒๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ€ใ ? ไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใŒ......่ƒธใŒ็—›ใ„......? ใ†ใ‚ใฃใ€ ็ฉดใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใง่ก€ใพใฟใ‚Œใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ้Œฏไนฑใ™ใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅญใซใ€ใƒใ‚ทใƒฃใƒใ‚ทใƒฃใจ้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใŒใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ตทใใŸใชใ€‚็ซ‹ใฆใ€ ็ฉบใซใชใฃใŸ็“ถใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚Šๆจใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๅกžใŒใฃใŸๅ‚ทใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใฏใฃใจใ—ใฆ่ตทใไธŠใŒใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅญใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใฏใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฎ......ใ€ ๆ†Žๆ‚ชใซๅฝฉใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็›ฎใงใซใ‚‰ใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆฏ›ใปใฉใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ˜ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใ“ใ“ใงใŠๅ‰ใฎ้‹ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹้ธๆŠžใ ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใจ? ่ฒดๆง˜ใ€็Ž‹ๅญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅƒ•ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ๅนณๆ‰‹ๆ‰“ใกใŒไธ€็™บใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฎ้ ฌใ‚’ๆ‰“ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ป™ใ‚Œใ€ ่ฆ–็•ŒใŒใƒใƒฉใคใใปใฉใฎ็—›ใฟใซใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฎ็›ฎใซๆถ™ใŒใŸใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๅบงใซใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใคใใ€ ใ€Œใช......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฅฝใใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅง‰ใจๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ—ใ€‚ๆญ้ †ใ—ใฆไฝ•ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎๅœฐไฝใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ใ ใชใ€‚......ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎๆฏ่ฆชใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใฎไธ–ใซๅฑ…ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ ผใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใ ใžใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฏ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ€่ฆ‹็ŸฅใฃใŸ้ก”ใฏ่ฟ‘ใใซๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใฎใฟใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๅฝผใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใฏใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅทฆๅณใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ€ใพใ€ใพใ•ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไฟบใŒๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒฉใƒชใจ็œŸๅฎŸใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚ใใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚! ่ฒดๆง˜ใŒ! ่ฒดๆง˜ใฏใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ้Œฏไนฑใ—ใฆๆŽดใฟใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ๅณ่ถณใง่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆ่ปขใŒใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็„กๆง˜ใซๅœฐ้ขใธใจ่ปขใ’ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงไฟบใซๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹้“ใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใฆๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไฟบใ‚’ๆจใ‚€ใฎใฏๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใฎ่ฒฌไปปใฏใŠๅ‰่‡ช่บซใŒๅ–ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใจ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ—ใ‚ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅจๅœงๆ„Ÿใซใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฏๆฐ—ๅœงใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆๆ€–ไปฅไธŠใซๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒๅผทใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใฏใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใซๆฝœใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ๅฏ„็”Ÿ่™ซใ ! ๅง‰ใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใฃใฆๅˆ†ไธ็›ธๅฟœใชๅœฐไฝใซๅฐฑใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€ๅง‰ใ‚’่ช‘ใ‹ใ—ใ€็Ž‹ใจใชใ‚‹ในใๅƒ•ใ‚’่ถณ่นดใซใ™ใ‚‹ใชใฉใ€่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใž!ใ€ ไธ€ๅบฆๅใๅ‡บใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎๆ‰นๅˆคใฏ็ถšใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€็Ž‹ๅญใ€ไธ€ๅ…ˆใšใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๆˆปใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€็Ž‹ๅญใฏๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใฎใ ! ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่€…ใ‚’ๅ›ฝใซๅผ•ใๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€ๅœฐไฝใ‚’ไธŽใˆใŸ็ตๆžœใŒใ“ใ‚Œใ ! ่ก€็ตฑใฎใชใ‚“ใŸใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใชใ„้‡Ž่›ฎไบบใซใ€ใ“ใฎๅƒ•ใ‚’ๅฎณใ™ใ€ใ‚‹......?ใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฎ่ฆ–็•ŒใŒๆญชใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฎ้ ญใฏๅทฆๅณใซๅˆฅใ‚Œใ€่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใšใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใณใ—ใ‚ƒใฃใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฏ้ ญใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใฆๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’ไพฎ่พฑใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ่จฑใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ๆฎบใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ ใ€‚ ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆœ€ๅคง้™ใฎๆ–ฌใ‚Œๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ้ขจใฎๅˆƒใŒใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฎ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’ไธกๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใกใ‚ƒ~......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏใ“ใ“ใง็•™ๅฎˆ็•ชใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŸใกใŒๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ณใƒ„ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้ ญใ‚’ใ•ใ™ใฃใฆใ—ใ‚ƒใŒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฎ็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆจชๅ–ใ‚Šใ—ใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใ‚ขใƒ›ใ‚ฌใ‚ญใฏใ‚ใฎใพใพๆณณใŒใ›ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ ใพใ ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงๆททไนฑใ‚’็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ™ใฏใšใ ใฃใŸใฎใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œๆœฌไบบใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ…ˆใซใ‚ญใƒฌใ‚‹ๅฅดใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใจใซใ‹ใใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏไฟบใฎ็ฒ็‰ฉใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ๆ†คๆ…จใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ่ก—ใธใจๅ˜่บซใงๅ…ฅใฃใฆ่กŒใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆถ™็›ฎใง่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใŒใฃใใ‚Šใจๆ‰“ใกใฒใ—ใŒใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆไธ€็คผใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ‹ใ—ใ“ใพใ‚‰ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚็งใฏๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใงๆญ“่ฟŽใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไบบๆ•ฐใจ็ทจๆˆใ‚’ไผใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ“ใฎ่ก—ใงใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใฏใ“ใ‚Œใงไธ€ๅบฆๅŽๆŸใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸ่ปใฏใใฎใพใพๅธฐ้‚„ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ 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Chapter 56: Wanted Dead Or Alive At the time Origa joined up with Hifumi, the First Knight Order was already close to complete annihilation. Swinging the chains of the chigiriki, he hits the knights with the counterweight firmly. He focuses his aim on faces and noses and once their movements grow dull, he strikes at their necks. Broken teeth and blood are scattered all over. On one side there are the fallen members of the First Knight Order of whom none are breathing anymore. Everyone of the Third Knight Order, noticing Hifumi's approach due to Sabnak's warning, withdrew from the battlefield in panic. Even the last member of the First Knight Order, coming thrusting his spear, had the spearhead arrested and his stance broken. He fell down by being tripped up. "It's the end." (Hifumi) The knight, having his neck broken by being stepped on, died spurting blood from his mouth. "Alright, they were disposed of, huh?" (Hifumi) Putting away the chigiriki, he puts the somehow disheveled dougi in order just as Origa is drawing close. "Hifumi-sama, it looks like there aren't any enemies in this area left." (Origa) Hifumi, listening to Origa's report, muttered "Is that so?" after sending a fleeting glance in the direction of the gathering Third Knight Order. "And... I discovered Beirevra not long ago." (Origa) "I see. So, what happened to him?" (Hifumi) "I killed him with my own hands." (Origa) While stroking the dagger she fixed back on her arm again, Origa shows a face of neither sadness nor delight. Hifumi puts his hand on her shoulder. "Good work. It is finally over." (Hifumi) Hifumi remembered the novel "Assistance in Revenge" he read once before. Although it was slightly different, for some reason, the words he casually said were something along those lines. He had a feeling that Origa at last, with those words of appreciation, was saved. Origa, overcome with emotions, leaped into Hifumi's chest without even wiping the tears that started to pour out. "Oh?" (Hifumi) "I'm very sorry. Let me stay like this, only for a bit..." (Origa) Hifumi, who showed a face of doubt for a moment due to Origa suddenly bursting into tears, seized her shoulders and pulled her apart. He directly stared into the eyes of her. "Smile, Origa." (Hifumi) "You killed your enemy accomplishing your revenge, right? Aren't you glad? At such times you should smile." (Hifumi) Origa, looking at Hifumi's face for a while, smiled cheerfully while shedding tears after having taken a deep breath in one go that resounded through her throat. "That's right. It's fine like this." (Hifumi) If seen from the sight, they might look like a couple that overcame some ordeal, but there are corpses of knights scattered in the surroundings. Sabnak and Biron approach nervously at that point. "Ah, Sabnak, is it? I wonder if they are still fighting in city down the road? I will go there." (Hifumi) "No, umm... Though that person..." (Sabnak) Sabnak pointed ahead. There was the figure of Prince Ayperos standing rock still with an appearance as if being an empty husk. "Is something wrong with that brat?" (Hifumi) "Brat, you say... Even if he's like that, he still this country's prince." (Sabnak) "It should be obvious", Sabnak says, but Hifumi does no more than tilting his head to the side. Origa is looking at Sabnak with eyes full of nothing but the wish to curse him to death. "Well, it's fine. Although it seems he is being manipulated as well, we, of the Third Knight Order, want to take him into custody, but..." (Sabnak) "I have no use for a brat that shows no inclination to fight with me. It's fine if you do as you like with him." (Hifumi) "Thank you very much." (Sabnak) Hearing Hifumi's answer, Sabnak gathered several people and headed towards Ayperos' location. In exchange Earl Biron steps in front of Hifumi. "Thank you for your assistance. I am called Earl Biron Kamrat "Biron? Ah, that letter-sending Earl, eh?" (Hifumi) "That is so, on this occasion..." (Biron) In the instant he tried to convey his gratitude, Hifumi draws his katana with his right hand using a backhand grip and presses the cold blade against the scruff of Biron's neck. "It's alright to call me here because there are enemies. But, I don't like your intention of using it for your own benefit." (Hifumi) "I-Intention to use you is wr-"(Biron) "To call me for the sake of protecting your city isn't using me? I came to kill the enemies, but I think it is far too good and convenient to be convinced that you aren't included as one of them." (Hifumi) Until just now he had the leeway to show a smile, but now sweat was trickling down on his face. Biron saw his own reflection on the blade. "I planned to personally protect the people and myself... since there was also the Third Knight Order... with the First Knight Order being outside my predictions..." (Biron) Breathing roughly, Biron talked in broken parts. Hifumi separated the katana. "A-As nobles of the same country, I requested the assistance of the hero Earl Tohno..." (Biron) "Because there are battles, I will go there. I don't care about the country or members of the same faction. My only criterion is whether you will become my enemy or not. ... The overdue territorial soldiers of Fokalore will come here. You are free to welcome them or to oppose them, but if you consider mutual beneficial relations, I think you should arrange something corresponding for the given benefits. Don't you think so?" (Hifumi) Hifumi laughs broadly. Biron began to realize the true nature of the thing he had called himself. He thought that if Hifumi was a battle maniac, he would be delighted if there were enemies, but he made a huge mistake. (This man yearns for nothing but killing. Doesn't he have any interest in the result of a battle?) He now understood the reason why Sabnak had the Third Knight Order depart in a hurry at the time when Hifumi arrived. At that rate they might have been massacred in one go as they are a knight order as well. Looking at Hifumi's back heading in the direction of the prince, Biron took a short rest as consequence of his blunder. "Shall we remove the magic tool for the time being?" "It will be bad if it has some side effects. It will also be bad if he acts violently. Isn't it better to take him in the current state and return to the royal capital?" "I have a feeling that the guys of the prince faction will say something about this, but..." With Price Ayperos standing in the middle, the knights debated their opinions, but as of yet they haven't reached a decision. Noticing that Hifumi came walking over, all of them get out-of-the-way. "Sabnak, you said that this guy is the prince." (Hifumi) "Please don't accelerate his death..." (Sabnak) "I recalled that I made a promise to Imeraria. I won't kill him right now." (Hifumi) With those words Hifumi violently tore off the prince's clothes and grabbed the magic tool embedded in his chest. "I will let that guy himself choose his own destiny." (Hifumi) Same as with Ribezal previously, he tore off the magic tool in a brutal way without caring about the other party's body at all. The knights, visible in the surroundings, are just watching the situation without being able to stop this. No one tries to catch the prince as he collapses to the ground. "U... Uu?" (Ayperos) Blinking his eyes, the prince regained his consciousness. "Wh...at? What the he... My chest hurts... ? Uwah." (Ayperos) As the prince is looking at his own bloodstained body with a hole in his chest, he becomes confused right away. A magic potion was applied on him with a splashing sound. "You woke up. Stand up." (Hifumi) Flinging away the emptied bottle, Hifumi orders him. Although he was completely preoccupied with the healed wound, the prince quickly got up. "You bastard are from that time..." (Ayperos) The prince is glaring with eyes full of hatred, but Hifumi isn't even a bit perturbed. "Well then, you have the choice to decide your fate here." (Hifumi) "What was that? You bastard, towards me who is the prince..." (Ayperos) A single slap strikes Ayperos' cheek. "Shut up." (Hifumi) Tears are gathering in Ayperos' eyes as the pain makes his surroundings appear blurry. "This country's throne is taken by Imeraria." (Hifumi) "Wh..." (Ayperos) "It's fine for you to do what you like after this. It's even alright to oppose your elder sister. There is also the way of receiving some position of allegiance. ... Ah, since your mother isn't in this world anymore, relying on her is pointless even if you want to." (Hifumi) Ayperos opened his eyes widely due to the last words. He surveys the vicinity. Because he only recognized the face of Earl Biron, who came close, he looks at that face. Earl Biron slowly shook his head left and right. "Such a... n-never..." (Ayperos) "Ah, I killed her." (Hifumi) Hifumi, perceiving Ayperos gaze returning to him, informs him of the truth without hesitation. "U-Uwaaaaaa! You bastard! You bastard aaaaaare!" (Ayperos) As the prince suffered from being seized by madness, Hifumi kicked him with his right leg causing him to fall to the ground. Hifumi scowled at Ayperos who was unsightly tumbling to the ground. "They chose the path of hostility by themselves. And they died due to that mistake. You are free to resent me, but have to resolve yourself to bear the responsibility for that action yourself." (Hifumi) Although Ayperos is overpowered by the intimidating air of Hifumi, on top of fear, the emotion of rage is strong within him. "You bastard are a parasite that has infiltrated this country! Not just ascending to a position, that doesn't befits your-likes, by buttering up to elder sister, you are even deceiving elder sister. I won't forgive you for kicking me who should become the king!" (Ayperos) Does he not cease once he has started to spit out words of rage? He continues the insults towards Hifumi. "P-Prince, let's returning to the capital for the time being..." (Sabnak) The prince doesn't stop even as Sabnak calls out to him. "I won't go anywhere with your rotten Third Knight Order! Drawing someone like that into the country, this is the outcome after he was given a rank and territory! A savage that doesn't understand what pedigree is! To injure me! Wh..." (Ayperos) Ayperos' field of vision warps. Before anyone knows what's going on, Ayperos head divides left and right. Both halves get out of alignment while shedding blood. At the time he collapsed to the ground with the sound of a short splat. Ayperos died spilling the contents of his head. "I won't forgive you for insulting Hifumi-sama anymore than this." (Origa) It is Origa who did him in. Stretching her right hand in front of her, she bisected Ayperos' head cutting it with the a wind blade possessing the highest sharpness she could think of. "Acha~" (Sabnak) "You will stay here. Wait for the arrival of Alyssa's group" (Hifumi) Origa squatted down rubbing her head after she received a fist from Hifumi. "You stole my prey. Letting that foolish brat go freely like that should have created still more chaos within the country, but..." (Hifumi) "H-However..." (Origa) "Is there anyone that loses their temper over that brat from before? Anyway, the remaining lot is my prey." (Hifumi) Origa, being stricken with depression, saw Hifumi off with teary eyes as he went towards Munster by himself while being indignant. "Do you have a moment?" (Biron) Recovering herself, Origa bowed to Biron who came and started talking to her. "Ah, it's fine if you aren't this formal. After all I'm in the position of having been saved by you. So, I hear that Earl Tohno's troops are headed here, but since I want to welcome them to Munster, I'd like you to tell me the number of people if it suits you." (Biron) "If it is something like that", Origa told him the number of people and their formation. "And, I think that the dispute in this city will likely reach its temporary conclusion with this, but I wonder if it will result in having the troops, he brought along, return?" (Biron) Upon hearing Biron's question, Origa faced him with a suspecting look. "No, I don't understand the reason why Earl Tohno, who has this much fighting strength, especially brought along his troops, you know." (Biron) "... Well, it's fine, I guess." (Origa) Origa quickly returning to being expressionless, unnaturally clears her throat. "This time's march was something like doing an expedition practice. Originally it's only natural that they are unnecessary to do something like assisting Hifumi in such sort of battle." (Origa) "But," Origa continues. "After the departure from Fokalore Hifumi-sama had only once talked about his plans. ... Because it isn't interesting to fight people who are manipulated by a magic tool, he won't enter Horant **** and," (Origa) "As soon as our Fokalore territorial army has put their preparations in order, we will invade Horant." (Origa) Origa further continued as Biron was becoming pale. "If you become an obstacle, we will advance the troops to crush you in one go with that power as well."
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181.Paint It Black ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅˆ€ใŒๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅบฆใซใ€ๅฝผใ‚’้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้šœๅฃใฏใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅดฉใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€็œผไธ‹ใง่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้žๅธธ่ญ˜ใช่กŒใ„ใซ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใงใ™ใ‚‰็ ดใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’......ใจใ“ใจใ‚“ใตใ–ใ‘ใŸ็”ทใญใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆง‹็ฏ‰ใ—็›ดใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚’ๆจช็›ฎใซใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅคฑๆ•—ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใธ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฏ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ•ใšใซใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ็Šถๆณใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎไบ‹ใฏๆƒณๅฎšใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็•ฐๅธธใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„็จ‹ใซ้ ‘ไธˆใชใ‚ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎไบ‹ใฏๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€ๅฝผใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Š?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใธใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใฏใ€็ช็„ถใฎๅฃฐใซ้ฎใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒ?ใ€ ๅ…จๅ“กใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๆ‰‰ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ใใ“ใซใฏใ€็‰‡่€ณใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใฎใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ€’ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใจใซใ‹ใๅฃใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ตใ‚“ใง็œ‰้–“ใซใ—ใ‚ใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใธใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ”ไธปไบบใฎๅฐๅฐใฏ......ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใฎใŒใผใใฎไป•ไบ‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ้€ฒใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŠผใˆใฆใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅ›ฐใ‚Šๆžœใฆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใชใ‚Šๆšดๆผขใชใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใ“ใจใ‚‚่บŠ่บ‡ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€่ฆ‹็ŸฅใฃใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใง็ด ๆ‰‹ใฎ็ฃไบบๆ—ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฟ ่‡ฃใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใˆ? ใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„!ใ€ ไปŠใพใงใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ™ใใซ่งฃๆ”พใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆ„ๅค–ใชๅ‘ฝไปคใซไธ€็žฌๆˆธๆƒ‘ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚’้›ขใ™ไบ‹ใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใ€ไปŠโ€œๅฐๅฐโ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใญ?ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏใ€ไบ’ใ„ใฎ่€ƒใˆใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚€ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็จใฟใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่ชฐใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ™!ใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏไฟฏใ„ใฆ้ก”ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚Šใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฏๅฐๅฐใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใฎ็‹™ใ„ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ?ใ€ ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ท้›ขใŒใ‚ใฃใฆ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚„่ฆ–็ทšใพใงใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใงใ€ใตใจ็–‘ๅ•ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใถใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฏๅฐๅฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™? ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธ่ฟ‘ใฅใ‹ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฐๅฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏ็„กใใชใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......็งใซใฏๆ•™ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸ......ใ€ ๆ‚ฒใ—ใ•ใจๆ‚”ใ—ใ•ใ‚’็ถฏไบคใœใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅใๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅŒๆƒ…ใ™ใ‚‰่ฆšใˆใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฏใ€ใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚’้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใญ!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆ…•ใ†ๅฅณๆ€งใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใงใ‚‚ไบ”ไบบไปฅไธŠใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฅฝ่‰ฒใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆญ“่ฟŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏ็„กใ„ใŒใ€ใ„ใใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰ฑใ„ใฏใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šใ ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆ†คใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ‰ฑใ„ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซๅฐฝใใ™ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใซใฏๆ™‚้–“ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ™! ๅฅฅๆง˜ใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตๆง˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใฆใ€็งใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ๆ™‚้–“ใŒ!ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐๅฐใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ•ใ›ใŸใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ไธ€ๅ…ˆใšใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎไบ‹ใฏ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใพใ™ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๅ‹•ใ‘ใฐใ€ใพใ ๆฉŸไผšใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ—ใฆใ€่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’ๅ†ใณๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ€‚ใใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆต็Ÿณใซๆˆฆ้—˜ๅ‘ใใงใฏใชใ„็จฎๆ—ใงใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅฅณๆ€งใฎๅŠ›ใงใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซ้›ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใปใฉใใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€็ตๅฑ€ใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซไฝ•ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€œใ•ใ›ใ‚‹โ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ่ชžๅผŠใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“่‡ช่บซใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็”ณๅ‘Šใงใ™ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๅธๅŽใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎ็‰นๆ€งใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใซ่ฉณใ—ใ่žใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใฎๆ‰‹ใ™ใ‚Šใซใใฃใจๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ฝฎใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใจใ€ไธๅบฆๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ„ใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้šœๅฃใฎๆฎ‹ๆป“ใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใซใฏใ€ๅฝผใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅทฆ่…•ใŒไผธใณใใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใค่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ฆ‹ๆƒšใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆต้บ—ใชๅ‹•ใใ ใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็†ฑใ„ๅๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚่บซไฝ“ใŒใ†ใšใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้š™ใ‚’่™Ž่ฆ–็œˆใ€…ใจ็‹™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆฎบๆฐ—ใฏๆ”พใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ€‚่ฆ–็ทšใซ่พผใ‚ใŸใฎใฏๆ„›ๆƒ…ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฟ‘ใใงๅฝผใฎๅ…จใฆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใใŸใจ่‡ช่ฒ ใ™ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆŠŠๆกใงใใชใ„ๆ„›ใ™ใ‚‹ๅคซใธใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใ ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚ๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใจใฃใฆใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ๅคงๅˆ‡ใชใฎใฏใ€ไธ€็žฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’็„กๅŠนๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใชไธ€็žฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใฆใ€ๅ‹•ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‚ช้ญ”ใงใ™ใ€ ไบŒไบบใฎ้–“ใซๅ‰ฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ…ตใ‚’่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€่ปขใŒใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใซ้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๅˆƒใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๅ‹•ใใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅŠฃใ‚‰ใฌ็จ‹ใซๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‹•ใใซไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ดฐใ‹ใช่ถณ้‹ใณใ‚„่ฆ–็ทšใฎ็ฝฎใๆ–นใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ—ใŸใจใใฎไฝ“ๆŒใใชใฉใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šๆˆฆใ„ใซ่บซใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸ่€…ใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅ‹•ใใฏ็“œไบŒใคใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใ€ใใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ไป–ใฎ่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่ฟ‘ใใ€่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใใชใ•ใ„!ใ€ ๆŠ˜ใ‚ŠใŸใŸใ‚“ใ ็Šถๆ…‹ใฎ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆ•ตๅ…ตใฎๅคชใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใฆใ€ๆ‚ถ็ตถใ™ใ‚‹็”ทใฎ้ฆ–ใซไบŒๅบฆ็›ฎใฎๆ‰“ๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใฃ!ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š้™ใ‚ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆปใฃใฆ่„‡ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใ€่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใšใซๆ•ตใฎ่ƒŒไธญใธใจ้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ก€ใ‚’ใพใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ…ตใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆ่ตฐใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ็›ฎๅ‰ใงใฏใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’้ž˜ใธใจๆˆปใ—ใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎ้šœๅฃใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ขๅ€’ใใ†ใซๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใŠใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฅฝๆฉŸใ€ใจ็žฌๆ™‚ใซๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅŠ›ๅผทใใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—้Ÿณใฏๆœ€ๅฐ้™ใซใ€ๅœฐ้ขใ‚’่นดใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆญฆๅ™จใฎๆ€ง่ณชไธŠใ€ๅณๅดใซๅ›žใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใฎใฏๅฑใชใ„ใ€‚็‰นใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ไฝ“ๅ‹ขใŒๆ‚ชใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ๆŠœใๆ‰“ใกใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใฏๅฟ…ๆฎบใฎๅจๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใคใ€‚ ๅทฆๅดใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅˆ€ใฏๆŠœใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”นใ‚ใฆๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅธใ„ๅ–ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใงใใฆใ‚‚ใ€็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฏๆ‰“ๆ’ƒใ‹ๆŽดใ‚€ใ‹ใฎไบŒๆŠžใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๆŒใค้‰„ๆ‰‡ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅๅˆ†ใซ้˜ฒใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’้–‹ใใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใซๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็‹™ใ†ใฎใฏๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ€ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใŸใ€่งฆใ‚ŒใŸใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎ้ป’ใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€‚ ใใ“ใ‚’ใ€้‰„ๆ‰‡ใงๆ–ฌใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใฎใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅทฆๅพŒใ‚ใธใจใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ„›ใ™ในใๅคซใฎๅๅ‰ใŒๆผใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฟŒ้ฟๆ„Ÿใ‚‚็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ่บŠ่บ‡ใ„ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใŒ็„กใใชใฃใŸ็จ‹ๅบฆใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใใ‚Œใปใฉๅผฑใใชใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๆ‰‹ใŒ็„กใ„็จ‹ๅบฆใฎใ“ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใจใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„›ๆƒ…ใซ้™ฐใ‚Šใชใฉๅ‡บใ‚ˆใ†ใฏใšใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ„›ๆƒ…ใฏใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไปŠใพใงใงใ‚‚ใ€่บซใซไฝ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉๆฒขๅฑฑใฎๆ„›ๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆณจใ„ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๆˆฆใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ไบ‹ใงๅฝผใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ„›ๆƒณใ‚’ใคใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใจใฏไธๆ€่ญฐใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒ้–“้•ใ„ใงใชใ„ไบ‹ใฏใ€ใ™ใใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ด ใฃ้ “็‹‚ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่€ณใซๅฑŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ใ”ใŸใˆใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅŠ็ซฏใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒ......ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒๆœ›ใ‚€ไบ‹ใฎไธ€ใคใ€ใ‹ใจใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅทฆใฎๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ‹•่„ˆใฏๅค–ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒๆ‰‹ใฎ็”ฒๅดใŒใ–ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆ–ฌใ‚Šๅ‰ฒใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจไฝ•ใ‹ไผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฏใ€ใชใ€‚ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๆœ€ๅพŒใซ้ ผใ‚“ใ ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่…•ใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚’ไธ€็žฅใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใŒใ€ๆŒ‡ใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅฐๅฐใ‚’้”ๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใฏใ€ใใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏ้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไธๆ„ๆ‰“ใกใฏๅŠๅˆ†ใ€ๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใŒ......ๆฐธ้ ใซๆทปใ„้‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€็งใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจๆˆฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅคซๅฉฆๅ–งๅ˜ฉใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹ใญใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒไฟบใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎใ‚„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏๅ…จใฆๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใŠๅ‰ใฎๆฑบๆ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜......ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚้ ฌใ‚‚่ƒธใ‚‚ใ€ไป–ใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚‚่บซไฝ“ไธญใŒ็†ฑใๆปพใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœ€ๆ„›ใฎไบบใจใฎๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅคซๅฉฆใ ใ‘ใซ้€šใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€ๅฟƒใจ่บซไฝ“ใฎไบคๆตใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎไธๆ„ๆ‰“ใกใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ€ไปŠใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ“ใจใง็ถš่กŒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๆฑบใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚’ๅฐๅฐใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†? ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎๆœ€้ซ˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใฟใ‚!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„! ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™!ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒใ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š้ขจใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ้ฃ›ใถใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚ๅ‰ใธใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅคšๅฐ‘็‰ฉ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใฎใฏ่ฆšๆ‚ŸใฎไธŠใงใ€ไปŠใฎๆœ€้ซ˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚Œใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ๆœŸๅพ…ใ‚’่ƒธใซใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅฅๆง˜ใŒ!? ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ!ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซๆŠผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅฏพๅณ™ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฟ…ๆญปใงๆšดใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏไป•ๆ–นใชใ็พฝไบคใ„็ตžใ‚ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐๅฅฝใงๆ•ใพใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ฏๅฅขใชๆ–นใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ€่’้‡Žใ‚’็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใŸ็ฃไบบๆ—ใชใ ใ‘ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ถณใ‚„่…•่พบใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅผตใ‚Šใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่‚‰ใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใŒไผใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใ€ใจใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใƒ‰ใ‚ขใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซใ€ๅฆปใฎๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€่€ƒใˆใชใ„ไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจๅ…ฑใซๅฐๅฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ไธๆ„ๆ‰“ใกใฏๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ่ถณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ......ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใฏ็„กใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒ......ๅฝผใจๆˆฆใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’้ธใณใพใ—ใŸใ€ ็ฝฎใ„ใฆ่กŒใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆๆ€–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๆ—ขใซๆถ™ๅฃฐใง็ตถๅซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ•ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซๆšดใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใธ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใใฃใจๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้ ฌใธใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆทปใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใฃใŸใ€‚ ่‚‰ใ‚’ๅฉใ้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใˆใฃใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใณใ‚“ใŸใงใฏ็„กใใ€ๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎ้ ฌใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎใฟใชใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅญไพ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆณฃใใ‚ใ‚ใใฎใฏๆญขใ‚ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚่ฆ‹่‹ฆใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚’่งฃๆ”พใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ทฉใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€่†ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ้ ฌใ‚’ๆŠผใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ไปŠใพใ•ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๆˆฆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅบƒๅ ดใ€‚ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใฏใพใ ใพใ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ…ตใŒๅฑ…ใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ‰ๅดใงใฏ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ€ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใงใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒๆˆฆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธญๅคฎใซ่ฟ‘ใ„้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ๅคซๅฉฆใ’ใ‚“ใ‹ใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆๆญปใฌ่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚‰ใจๅ…ฑใซๅฐๅฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใงใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใธ่กŒใใ€ๆฐธ้ ใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจ้Žใ”ใ™ใ“ใจใ‚’้ธใถใ‹ใ€ใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ–นใซ่ณญใ‘ใฆใ€ใ“ใ“ใซๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆœ€ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใˆใฐใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆทปใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒ่ฉฑใ—็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ—ใฐใ—็›ฎใ‚’ใƒ‘ใƒใƒ‘ใƒใจ็žฌใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒใใพใ™ใ€‚......ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใ€ไปŠใพใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฅณ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใ€‚็„ก็คผใ‚’ใŠ่จฑใ—ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใจใฆใ‚‚ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŒใ˜็”ทๆ€งใ‚’ๆ„›ใ—ใŸๅŒๅฟ—ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅŒใ˜้“ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ใ“ใจใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒ......ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅนธใ›ใซใชใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏไปฅๅค–ใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅ›บใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใˆใฃใจ......ใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใ€‚ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่บซใฎใ“ใชใ—ใฏใ€ๆต็Ÿณใซ็ฃไบบๆ—ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’็ฟปใ—ใฆๅบƒๅ ดใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใ€ๆ™ดใ‚Œๆ™ดใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ไปŠใฎ่ฉฑใฏ่จ˜้Œฒใซใฏๆฎ‹ใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™!ใ€ ใ•ใฆใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใฎ็ธใธใจ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚
Chapter 181: Paint It Black Each time Hifumi swung his katana, the barrier locking him in was torn down a bit. "Eeh!?" Puuse screamed, surprised by what was taking place below her eyes and lacked any common sense. "Something even the demons wanted to tear down...what a thoroughly messed up man." Vepar shook her head while casting a sidelong glance at Puuse who was hurriedly fixing the spell's structure. When Vepar looked at Imeraria, wondering whether this wasn't a complete failure, the queen had been fixedly staring at the situation without a change in her expression. "I had expected for something at this level to happen. I believed that Hifumi-sama's left hand and his weapon, which is sturdy beyond abnormal levels, might be capable of realizing something like this." Imeraria said indifferently, faced Puuse, and ordered, "Puuse-san, leave the countermeasure against that to Origa-san. It looks like she wasn't in time now, but please deploy the barrier once more." "Y-Yes!" (Puuse) "How do you plan to stop him?" (Vepar) "That's..." (Imeraria) "Please wait!" Imeraria's reply to Vepar was suddenly interrupted. "Viine?" Everyone turned their eyes towards the door leading to the balcony. The one standing there was the rabbitwoman who had lost an ear, Viine. Was it because she was angry? Or because she put strength into it? Either way, she furrowed her eyebrows and pursed her lips while having shifted her focus on Puuse. "Puuse-san, what was that about....master's sealing!?" Sabnak blocked the path in front of Viine who had started to walk while shouting. "I'm sorry, but protecting this place is my job." (Sabnak) Sabnak was greatly troubled as he restrained Viine's shoulders who tried to proceed onward. If this had been a hoodlum or an assassin, he wouldn't hesitate to draw his sword for Imeraria. But, it was someone he knew and an unarmed beastman. Moreover, someone who could be called Hifumi's loyal retainer. Imeraria's voice was audible from behind Sabnak who was hesitating, "Sabnak-san, please keep restraining Viine-san just like that." "Ye-, eh? Ah, yes!" (Sabnak) If it had been the past Imeraria, she would have likely told him to release her right away. Sabnak was bewildered by the unexpected order for an instant, but he didn't let go of Viine. "Viine-san, you said Imeraria and Viine glared at each other as if to probe each other's thoughts. "...From who did you hear about this?" (Imeraria) "Of course from master!" Viine immediately replied. Vepar cast her eyes downwards and shook her head. Puuse widened her eyes. "In other words, you're saying, Hifumi-sama is aware of our aim, the sealing?" Imeraria clenched her teeth with her shoulders trembling. She raised her eyes. She couldn't see his face and look because of the distance, but she felt like Hifumi was laughing while looking at her. At that point a question suddenly popped up in her mind. "Viine-san, why is Hifumi-sama here despite knowing that he might be sealed? The possibility that he will be sealed should at least vanish if he didn't come close to the royal castle." (Imeraria) "That is...nothing he told me about..." Viine answered as if spitting out her twisted mixture of sadness and bitterness. Imeraria even felt pity for her. And the feeling she harbored towards Hifumi was rage. "That man is thoroughly looking down on women!" (Imeraria) As far as she knew, there were more than five women yearning for Hifumi. "Viine-san, you devote yourself to Hifumi-sama even while being treated like that?" (Imeraria) "There was just not enough time for me! The time to for Hifumi-sama to get to know me while being close to him like the madam and Alyssa!" (Viine) That was apparently the reason why she wanted to stop the sealing. Imeraria, who pondered about it for a short moment, put aside Viine's situation for the present, and ordered, "Sabnak-san, please hold back Viine-san like that. Puuse-san, please continue." "But..." (Puuse) "We will watch Origa-san's movements. Once she makes her move, there will be another opportunity." (Imeraria) Puuse acknowledged and started to cast the spell again. Viine called out to her from behind, but being from a race that wasn't suited towards combat, she apparently couldn't free herself from Sabnak's fairly trained arms with the strength of a woman. "So, what do you actually plan to have Origa do?" (Vepar) is a faulty way to express it. This is something Origa-san herself had requested. At that time I heard the details about the left hand's special trait allowing it to absorb magic." (Imeraria)magic The moment when she looked down at Hifumi while quietly placing her right hand on the handrail of the balcony, was the exact moment of Hifumi swinging his left hand and shaving off the faint remains of the barrier. "I will have Origa-san cut off that left hand." (Imeraria) At the moment Hifumi had extended his left arm, they could see Origa running towards Hifumi. , Origa sighed passionately. It wasn't just her body that was throbbing. She was vigilantly watching for an opportunity to attack Hifumi, but she didn't release any bloodthirst. There was no way that she wanted to kill Hifumi. Her look was filled with love. It was the look she, who prided herself to have seen all of Hifumi and yet not having been able to fully grasp him, always turned at her beloved husband. Hifumi should also be aware that he was being watched, but something like that didn't matter to Origa at all. What was important was to discover that one moment. Severing the left hand that invalidated any magic; she would move after finding the instant allowing for that. "You're a nuisance." (Origa) She kicked a demon soldier, who had jumped at her as if to wedge himself between the two, flying and sent wind blades at the place where he had fallen, cutting off his head. That movement was so smooth that it was not inferior to Hifumi's. Or rather, it somewhat resembled Hifumi's movements. Her detailed footwork, the places where she looked, and the defensive body movements when in front of an opponent; if someone slightly experienced in combat watched it, they would likely regard the movements of Hifumi and Origa to be alike as two peas in a pond. That's how much Origa had observed Hifumi and chased after his back. Closer than anyone else, faster than anyone else. "Get out of the way!" (Origa) She struck the thigh of an enemy soldier with the folded iron-ribbed fan, and then delivered a second blow against the man's head who had fainted in agony. "...Guh!" Origa forcibly twisted her body, slipping past the flank of a demon soldier, who swung his sword down as if flopping onto her, and unleashed wind magic at the soldier's back without even looking back at him. Before Origa's very eyes, who had started to run while neglecting the soldier that collapsed while spreading a fountain of blood, Hifumi had returned his katana into its scabbard, turned himself towards the barrier's remains, and was about to swing his left hand while looking as if it was bothersome. In an instant she judged that to be a good opportunity. Origa kicked the ground powerfully but as quietly as possible, going around towards the left side from behind Hifumi. Knowing the property of his katana, going around to the right side would be dangerous. Especially if it came to Hifumi's level, the act of drawing his katana and attacking in one stroke possessed the power of an instant-kill technique if one's stance were to be slightly bad. If it was his left side, he would only be able to swing the katana anew after drawing it. Even if he could absorb mana with his left hand, he had only the choices of punching or grabbing living beings with it. Even if she were to receive a counterattack, it would be plenty possible to defend as long as it was the fan in Origa's hand. She opened the fan, and drew it back below her hand. Her aim was the wrist, a place she had seen and touched many times, and the spot where the black part began. She would cut at that place with her fan. She approached as if pushing her face into Hifumi's left back. When the scent of his sweat reached her nose, she suddenly broke into a smile. The name of her lovable husband escaped from her mouth. Origa had no hesitation or reluctance to attack him. She didn't think that Hifumi would become overly weak from just losing one hand, and it was impossible for Origa to love Hifumi less because of something like him missing a hand. The question here would be about the love coming from Hifumi. Even now Origa believed that she had received much more of his love than she deserved. Above all that, Origa strangely couldn't believe that his feelings of love towards her would cease from it turning into a battle against him. She immediately knew that she hadn't been wrong about that. "Uh-oh. Ooh?" Hifumi wildly raising his voice reached Origa's ears. There was feedback, but it was lacking. "...You wanna have a go?" (Hifumi) "I might be wrong, but...that might also be one of your wishes, Hifumi-sama." (Origa) Blood was flowing from Hifumi's left wrist. It looked as if an artery had been cut, and the back of his hand had been deeply torn apart. "No, not at all. I knew that you were scheming something with Imeraria. Even what it was, to some extent. I see, what Imeraria had requested in the end was your skill, huh?" (Hifumi) Hifumi glanced in the direction of the balcony while laughing. Meanwhile he tried to use his left hand, but even though he could move his fingers a bit, he couldn't put any strength into them. It was fine to think that he wouldn't be able to use his left hand anymore. "That hand will become a hindrance towards sealing you, Hifumi-sama. The surprise attack succeeded partially, but...for the sake of us staying married for eternity, I shall fight against you." (Origa) "I wonder whether you could call this a matrimonial quarrel? Well, whatever. On that day when you chose me, I decided to accept everything you do. If that's your decision, I will accept it without any protest." (Hifumi) "Hifumi-sama...thank you very much!" Origa answered with a smile plastered across her whole face. Her cheeks, chest and other parts of her entire body overflew with passion. A deathmatch with her beloved. The exchange of body and mind understood by only this married couple began with Origa's surprise attack and now continued with Hifumi drawing his katana. "You want to seal me, right? Then try showing me the best of this world!" (Hifumi) "Sure! Allow me to show all of it to you!" (Origa) Origa's magic literally cut through the wind. Not just one or two, but five small wind blades drew a big arc and rushed upon Hifumi, Matching their timing, Origa advanced as well while tightly grasping her fan. Hifumi laughed. His chest was filled with the hope that he might be shown the currently best while being prepared for it to be somewhat insufficient. "The madam!? Why!?" (Viine) Even while being restrained by Sabnak, Viine apparently saw the confrontation between Hifumi and Origa. Sabnak reluctantly arrested Viine, who was struggling even more fervently, by binding her arms behind her back. He felt the springy sensation of her flesh at her legs and arms as could only be felt from a beastman who survived the wastelands while being regarded as fragile. He decided to not think about his hunch of having seen his wife at the door to the balcony. "Viine-san, Origa-san wishes to be sealed together with Hifumi-sama. The surprise attack failed, but in order to stop Hifumi-sama's feet...although it's not just that...she chose to fight against him." (Imeraria) "Please stop it then all the more!" Viine was already screaming with a tearful voice, probably because of the fear of being left behind. Approaching Viine who was struggling as if to throw off Sabnak, Imeraria gently placed her hand on Viine's, and then wielded it with all her strength. The sound of flesh being hit reverberated. "...Eh?" Imeraria hadn't slapped but instead punched Viine's face. Not just Viine, but even Sabnak was dumbfounded. "Stop bawling like a baby. It's unsightly." (Imeraria) Once Sabnak loosened his hold after being told to let go of Viine, Viine sat down, obviously having lost the strength in her legs. Looking down on her, who was holding her cheek, Imeraria continued, "Even if you kick up a fuss here, I won't stop. Hifumi-sama and Origa-san won't stop either. Neither will Puuse-san." She made a short break, breathing in deeply, "What you can do right now is to choose between two options. Either look on enviously how the things will pan out while doing nothing, or go over there." Imeraria was pointing at the plaza where Hifumi and Origa were fighting right now. There were still many demon soldiers around them. On this side the knights and on the opposite side Fokalore's soldiers were fighting. There were some among the demons close to the plaza's center who died after getting dragged into the matrimonial quarrel. "Either you go over there with the conviction to be sealed, spending an eternity with Hifumi-sama, or you stay here, betting on Hifumi-sama cutting his way through." (Imeraria) "But then again, it's also possible that you will get dragged into the battle and be killed in no time, if you were to go over there," Imeraria added. Once Imeraria finished speaking, Viine blinked her eyes repeatedly for a short time. No sooner than putting strength into her knees and standing up, she wiped away her tears. "I will go. ...Puuse-san, thank you for all you've done for me so far. Your Majesty, please excuse my rudeness. And, thank you very much." (Viine) "It's fine." (Imeraria) Imeraria felt that it was the first time in a very long time for her to smile. "I'm a kindred soul who loved the same man. I can't proceed along the same path, but...please become happy by all means." (Imeraria) Everyone except for Sabnak froze. He shook his head and donned an expression as if having swallowed a bitter pill. "Ah, umm...okay. Thank you very much." (Viine) "Y-Yes, excuse me." (Viine) Her agility as she jumped off the balcony could be called proof of her being a beastman. The expression of Viine, who headed towards the plaza with her skirt rolled up, looked bright. "Sabnak-san, make sure to forget what I said just now." (Imeraria) "O-Of course!" (Sabnak) "Now then," Imeraria advanced to the edge of the balcony. Very soon the barrier would be reconstructed. Imeraria tightly grasped her wand as her chest was throbbing out of nervousness, "Let's start."
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ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŠใ™ใ™ใ‚ใฎๅบ—ใฏใ€ๅ•†ๅบ—้€šใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆœฌใใ‚ŒใŸ้“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Ž่ธŠใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒซใƒผใƒ‰ไบญใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅบ—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ˜ผใฏๅฎš้ฃŸๅฑ‹ใ€ๅคœใฏ้ฃฒใฟๅฑ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใŒ่ชญใ‚ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใช่‚‰ๆ–™็†ใจใ‚ตใƒฉใƒ€(้€šใ˜ใŸ)ใ‚’ๆณจๆ–‡ใ€‚ 10ๅˆ†ใปใฉๅพ…ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„็”Ÿ้‡Ž่œใฎ็››ใ‚Šๅˆใ‚ใ›ใจใ€ใƒฉใƒ ใƒใƒงใƒƒใƒ—ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝขใฎ่‚‰ใ‚’ใƒˆใƒžใƒˆ้ขจใฎใ‚ฝใƒผใ‚นใง็…ฎ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‹ใชใ‹็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใชใ€‚ใ„ใ„ๅบ—ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚Šๅฃใซ่ฉฐใ‚่พผใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ ทใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ฌไธฆใ‚“ใงๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ใ‚ทใƒใƒฅใƒผใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใจใƒ‘ใƒณใ‚’้ฃŸในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ—ใ‚‡? ใ“ใ“ใฃใฆๅฐ‘ใ—ๅผ•ใฃ่พผใ‚“ใ ๆ‰€ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šๆททใพใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€่‚‰ใ‚‚้‡Ž่œใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใฎใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ......ใฃใฆใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆ!ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฃŸไบ‹ไธญใซ้จ’ใใชใ‚ˆใ€‚่กŒๅ„€ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใžใ€ ๅ‰ใฎไธ–็•ŒใจๅŒๆง˜ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚„ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ€ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒผใƒณใง้ฃŸในใ‚‹ๅฝขๅผใ ใฃใŸใ—ใ€้ฃŸใน็‰ฉใ‚‚ใ„ใพใ„ใกๆญฃไฝ“ไธๆ˜ŽใชใŒใ‚‰ๅๅˆ†็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใ€‚้ฃŸไบ‹ใŒๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใŒๅคงๅค‰ใ ใฃใŸใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใƒ›ใƒƒใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฅด้šทใฏๅŒๅธญใ—ใชใ„ใจใ‹้ฃŸไบ‹ใฎใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใฏๆœ€ไฝŽใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใจใ‹ใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ‚‚ๅ‡บใŸใŒใ€ๆจชใง็ฒ—ๆœซใช้›‘็ฉ€ใ‚’ๅบŠใซๅบงใฃใฆ้ฃŸในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒๅฑ…ๅฟƒๅœฐใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใจใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅฅด้šทใ‚‚ๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใ‚‰ใ›ใฆๅฅฝใใชใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚’้ธใฐใ›ใŸใ€‚ ๅ€‹ไบบใฎๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใจๆ…ฃ็ฟ’ใชใ‚‰ใ€่ฟทใ‚ใš่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŸบๆบ–ใ‚’ๆŽก็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ......ใ€‚ใจใ€ใจใซใ‹ใใ•ใฃใใฎไบ‹ใ€่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใฎใ“ใจใ ?ใ€ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๆ—ใซ่ฟฝใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ‚ˆใ€‚ไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€้จŽๅฃซใจ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€‚ใคใ„ใ•ใฃใใชใ€ ใ‚‚ใจใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‡บ่‡ชใ‚‚ๅŸŽใงใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ€้š ใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚่ชค้ญ”ๅŒ–ใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŸบๆบ–ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸไบ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใใฎ็‚บใซ็™บ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹้ขๅ€’ใ‚‚ๅฑ้™บใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ธๆŠžใฎ็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏไฝ•ใซใ‚‚็ธ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใš่‡ช็”ฑใซๆŒฏ่ˆžใŠใ†ใจๆฑบใ‚ใŸไปฅไธŠใ€ๅ…จใฆใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใง่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ†ๆฐ—ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใพใ‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŠ›ใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ‹“ใ‘ใชใ„ๅฃใซใถใกใ‚ใŸใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใพใงใฎไบบ็”Ÿใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใช) ใจใ€ๅ‰ฒใจ่‡ช็„ถใซไบบ็”Ÿใฎ่กŒๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ“ใจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅŸŽใงใฎๆƒจๅŠ‡ใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้ฃŸๆฌฒใ‚’็„กใใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ไผใˆใ‚‹ในใใฏไผใˆใŸใจใ€้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ†้–‹ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ€ๅฅด้šท้”ใฏๅŠไฟกๅŠ็–‘ใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ—ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ€ใŠใšใŠใšใจ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๅฃใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็–‘ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใŠ่ฉฑใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ่ฟฝใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œไปฅๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ˆใๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใญใ€ ้ฃŸๅพŒใฎ็ด…่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ™ใฃใจ็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใธๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฎใ‚ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ๅบ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸไบŒไบบ็ต„ใฎ็”ทใŒใ€ๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใฃใฆไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใŒไฟบใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใฏใฉใฎ้จŽๅฃซใงใ‚‚ไฟบใซๆ•ตใ‚ใชใ„ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ˜็ด”ใซ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๆ•ใพใˆใ‚‹ใจใ‹ๆฎบใ™ใจใ‹ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ–นๆณ•ใฏ้ธใฐใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็›ฃ่ฆ–ใฏใคใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่‡ช็„ถใชไป•่‰ใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉ่ฆ‹ใŸไบŒไบบ็ต„ใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ€ๆฐ—ใ•ใใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œๆง˜ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใŠๅ‰......ใ€ ็”ทใŸใกใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸๆง˜ๅญใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅคงๅˆ†่…ฐใŒๅผ•ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฉบใ„ใŸๅธญใซใ•ใฃใจๅบงใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใซใ“ใซใ“ใจ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใใ‚‚ๅŸŽใงใ‚ใฃใŸใชใ€‚็›ฃ่ฆ–ๆฅญๅ‹™ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€็”ทใŸใกใฏๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ไบบใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅพ—ๆ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ่ชค่งฃใ•ใ‚Œใใ†ใชใ‚ปใƒชใƒ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใงใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’ๅฉใใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็œ‹็ ดใ—ใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€ไบŒไบบใฏใ‚ใฎ็พๅ ดใซๅฑ…ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ ใฃใŸใ€‚้‹่‰ฏใ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใŸไบŒไบบใฏใ€ไธ€่ˆฌไบบใซๅค‰่ฃ…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ‘ฝไปคใฏ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใจๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฎใฟใ€‚ไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใชใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€็›ฎๆจ™ใฎๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽฅ่งฆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸไบŒไบบใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใŸใ ใŸใ ๅ†ทใ‚„ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ™ใฎใฟใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅŸŽๅ‹คใ‚ใฎๅฅดใซใ“ใ‚“ใช่ซœๅ ฑไปปๅ‹™ใฏ็„ก็†ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใใฎ็ญ‹ใฎใƒ—ใƒญใซไปปใ›ใชใ„ใจใ€‚็Ž‹ๆ—ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ฆใ‚ธใƒงใ‚ตใƒžใฏใพใ ใพใ ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ‰€ใฏ็”˜ใ„ใชใ€ ๅฎŸใฏใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅคงใใชๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใงใ€ไบŒไบบใŒๆ‰€ๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€่ˆฌใฎๅธ‚ๆฐ‘็”ŸๆดปๅŒบๅŸŸใพใงใฎๆ‹พใ„็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใงๆดปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹่ซœๅ ฑๅฏ„ใ‚Šใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใงใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎไบ‹ไปถใงใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ไบ‹ใชใ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไบŒไบบๅ…ฑ็ตŒ้จ“่ฑŠใ‹ใช่ซœๅ ฑๅ“กใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ๅŸŽใงใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ้š ใ™็”ฒใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใŒใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ไฝ“ใคใใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹็ ดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ทŠๅผตใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใžใ€‚ไฟบใฏไฟบใซๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅˆฅใซๆฐ—ใซใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใชใ‚Šใซ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใง็Ž‹ๅฅณใฏๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใง่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅŒๅƒšใฎๆ•ตใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๆ„ๆ€ใŒ็„กใ„ใจ่žใ„ใฆใ€ใคใ„ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใฏไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใ ใฃใฆๆฅตๆ‚ชไบบใ‚„ใ‚ทใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ญใƒฉใƒผใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚่ชฐๅฝผๆง‹ใ‚ใšๆฎบใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใ‚ใ€ (ใŠๅ‰ใŒๆฅตๆ‚ชไบบใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธ–ใฎไธญใซๆ‚ชไบบใฏใ„ใญใ‡ใ‚ˆ!) ใจใฆใ‚‚ใจใฆใ‚‚ใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใŸใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใฏใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใพใพใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๅฑใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅญไพ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่Ž็ธฎใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ ใชใ€ไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใฏใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใชใ„ใชใ€‚ไฟบใŒ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„ๅฅดใ‚‰ใ ใŒใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใจ้•ใฃใฆๆฎบๆ„ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€ไป–ใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใ ใฃใฆ? ไปŠใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–่€…ใฏ็งใŸใกใ ใ‘ใฎใฏใšใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใŒ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎๆ‰‹ใฎ่€…ใ ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ซœๅ ฑใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒใ†ใ‹ใŒใ„็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅๅฃใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅŸŽใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ™ใใซ่ฟฝใฃใฆใใŸใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใจ้•ใฃใฆใ€้€ฃไธญใŒใคใ„ใฆๆฅใŸใฎใฏๅฅด้šทๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใช็”ทใซใ€่ฆใ‚‰ใฌๅˆบๆฟ€ใ‚’ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒๅคงๅ•้กŒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใฎไบ‹ใฏ็ฎๅฃไปคใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅค–ใซๆผใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€่ก—ไธญใงใ‚ใฎไบ‹ไปถใŒๅ†็พใ•ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚‰......ๆƒณๅƒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ๅŸŽใฎ้–ขไฟ‚่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ•้กŒใ ใ€‚ๅ ฑๅพฉใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ็Ž‹ๆ—ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใˆใฐใ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎๅญ˜็ถšใŒๅฑใ†ใใชใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ดใƒผใƒ‰ใƒณใ€ใ™ใใซ็Šถๆณใ‚’้šŠ้•ทใซไผใˆใฆๅฟœๆดใ‚’ๅ‘ผในใ€ ใ€Œใ‚Šใ€ไบ†่งฃใ—ใพใ—ใŸ! ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ ็„กๆ„่ญ˜ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๅฐ‘ใ—่‹ฅใ„ๆ–นใฎ็”ทใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆ่ตฐใ‚ŠๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ็”ทใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏ่‹ฆใ€…ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ™ใ‚‹ใชใฉใ€ๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰่ชฟๆŸปๅฏพ่ฑกใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ…‹ๅบฆใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ไฟบใฏไฟบใฎใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๅ…ƒใฎๅธญใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€็”ทใซใฏใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„่„…ใ—ๆ–‡ๅฅใซใ—ใ‹่žใ“ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ƒใฎๅธญใซใคใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใฌใ‚‹ใใชใฃใŸ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ใใฃใจ้ฃฒใฟๅนฒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่žใ“ใˆใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒใ‚ธใƒˆ็›ฎใง่žใ„ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅฝใ—ใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œๆฅฝใ—ใ?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใซๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ๅฅดใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใฏใ€ใพใŸไบบใŒๆฎบใ›ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ ใชใ€‚ๆ—ฉใ้จ’ใŽใŒ่ตทใใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ€ ่ชžใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฟƒๅบ•ใ‚ใใ‚ใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ชฐใฎ็›ฎใซใ‚‚ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใงใ€่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใŒ่žใ“ใˆใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ฏๅ‰ๅคœใฎๅญไพ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฏใ€ๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ๅฅด้šทใ‹ใ‚‰็งใŸใกใ‚’้ธใฐใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็งใŸใกใฏใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎ่บซใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹็‚บใซ่ฒทใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใŒๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใซๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ๅฅดใ ใฃใŸใžใ€‚ๅคงไฝ“ใ€ไฟบใฎ็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’ไป–ใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใซๆฎบใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใชใ„็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใƒใƒชใ‚ทใƒผใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚„ใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใง้‡็Šฏ็ฝชใ‚’็Šฏใ—ใŸ่€…ใชใฉใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŸบๆบ–ใงๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ๅฅดใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใจใ„ใ†็‚นใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจ่‡ชไฝ“ใซๅฟŒ้ฟๆ„Ÿใฏ็„กใ„ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใŸใกใฏไฝ•ใง่ฒทใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ„? ๆ—…ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏ่žใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ”ไธปไบบใฎๅผทใ•ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบบใงใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฏ้•ใ†ไธ–็•Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใฆๆฅใŸใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†? ใคใพใ‚Šใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ไฝ•ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚้‡‘่ฒจใ‚‚้Š€่ฒจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใฉใฎไฝใฎไพกๅ€คใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎไป–ใซใฉใ‚“ใชๅ›ฝใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎๅค–ใฎๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ™ใ‚‰ใพใ ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‹ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไฟบใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšๆ”พใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใงใใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใ‚’่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅฅดใŒใชใ€‚ๅฅด้šทใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใฎใฏใ€้ƒฝๅˆใŒใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€็งใŸใกใ‚’?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฏใ‚ใฎไธญใงไธ€็•ชๅผทใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ไบŒไบบใงใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใ‚’ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ—ใฆๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๆ‚ฒใ—ใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ไฟบใฏ่ฟฝใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹่บซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆฆใ†ๆฉŸไผšใฏๅคšใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใฎไธญใงใ€ใƒใƒผใƒ ใƒฏใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆๅ‹•ใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏใใฃใจ้ซ˜ใใชใ‚‹ใ€ ๆˆฆใ„ใฎไบˆๆ„Ÿใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ‚’้ซ˜ๆšใ•ใ›ใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅฅด้šทใฏ็ทŠๅผตใ‚’็ฆใ˜ๅพ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ†ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€็งใŸใกใฏไปŠใ€ไฝ•ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚‚ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใŒใงใใ‚‹็ซ‹ๅ ดใงใฏใชใ„ใ“ใจใฏๆ‰ฟ็ŸฅใฎไธŠใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅพŒใฏ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’่ฒทใ„ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€‚ใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚่‹ฅใ„ๅฅณใฎๅญใŒ็€ใฆใ„ใฆใ„ใ„ๆœใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใคใ„้ก”ใ‚’่ตคใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏไธๅฎ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ„ใ†็•ฐ่ณชใชๅญ˜ๅœจใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ ใƒใƒ„ใƒชใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็‹ฌใ‚Š่จ€ใ‚’ใ“ใผใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏ่ขซๅฎณ่€…ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใใ€ ใ€Œๅ•็ญ”็„ก็”จใงๅ‘ฝใงๅ„Ÿใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚’ใ€่ขซๅฎณ่€…ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใซใ€้›ขใ‚Œใฆ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒๆ€ใ‚ใš่ฆชๆŒ‡ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚€......ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใชใ•ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ๅบ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ€ใ†ใชใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒไธๆ€่ญฐใใ†ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใƒ„ใƒคใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็žณใจ็™ฝใ„่‚Œใซใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงไบบๅฝขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅญใ ใชใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ€่€ƒใŒใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไพ‹ใฎๆฎบๆฐ—ใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆๆฅใฆใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ—้…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅ€ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซๅข—ใˆใŸใžใ€‚ๅคšๅˆ†10ไบบใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใชใ€ ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใ‚ปใƒƒใ‚ซใƒใชๅฅดใ‚‰ใ ใจใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚......ใ€ ใพใ ไธธ่…ฐใฎใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆไธๅฎ‰ใซๆฑ—ใ‚’ใซใ˜ใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€้‡ฃใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฏไฟบใŒใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ๆฎบใ—ๆ–นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€่ฆ‹ๅญฆใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใŠใƒผใ„!ใ€ ้š ใ‚Œใฆๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ไผบใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ้จŽๅฃซใซๆ‰‹ๆ‹›ใใ‚’ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ไป•ๆ–นใชใใใฐใซๆฅใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚่ซœๅ ฑ้ƒจ้šŠใฎใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ‰ใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใƒœใƒญใƒœใƒญใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏ็ฆๆญขใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใฏๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†? ๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉไฟบใŒๆˆฆใฃใฆใ‚‹้–“ใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฎ่ญท่ก›ใ‚’้ ผใพใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ็ช็„ถใฎไพ้ ผใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็‹™ใ†้›†ๅ›ฃใจ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏ้–ขไฟ‚็„กใ„ใจใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใ ใจใ€้จŽๅฃซใฏไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅๅ‰ใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ€ ใ€ŒใงใฏใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹่ข‹ๅฐ่ทฏใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ทฏๅœฐใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ‚’ๅ…ˆๅฐŽใซ15ๅˆ†ใปใฉๆญฉใใจใ€ๅ•†ๅบ—้€šใ‚Šใฎๅ–ง้จ’ใจใฏใ†ใฃใฆๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€้™ใ‹ใชไฝๅฎ…่ก—ใธใจๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใฏ็งปใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใฏ็Ÿณ้€ ใ‚ŠใŒๅŸบๆบ–ใงใ€ๅ•†ๅบ—้€šใ‚Šใจใฏ้•ใ„้“ใฏ็‹ญใใชใ‚Šใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใฏ3้šŽๅปบใฆใ‚„4้šŽๅปบใฆใŒๅข—ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅŸŽไธ‹็”บใฏไบบๅฃใŒๅคšใใ€้›†ๅˆไฝๅฎ…ใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ่‡ช็„ถใจใ€้€šใ‚Šใฏ่–„ๆš—ใใชใ‚Šใ€ๆ—ฅไธญใฎไบบๅฃใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ•†ๆฅญๅŒบใจๅŒๆง˜ใซใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚็Ÿณ็•ณใฎๅœฐ้ขใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ•†ๆฅญๅŒบใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่กจ้ขใฏ่’ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฃใกใ ใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŒไฟƒใ—ใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ›ฒใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€10ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉๅ…ˆใงๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅฃใซ็ชใๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใ€่กŒใๆญขใพใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€้ขจๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้ŸณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ ้ฃ›ๆฅใ—ใŸ็Ÿขใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅˆ€ใซใ‚ใฃใ‘ใชใๅฉใ่ฝใจใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅคœ้–“ใซไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅ‰ๆใซใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€็Ÿขใฏ้ป’ใๅก—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅ…ˆ็ซฏใŒๆฟกใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŸใกใ‚’้€šใ‚Šใฎๅฅฅใซไธ‹ใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่ทฏๅœฐใธๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸ่€…ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ไบบๆ•ฐใฏ9ไบบใ€‚ๅ…จๅ“กใŒไธ€่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆไธ€่ˆฌๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๆœใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎ็›ฎใฏๆš—ใๆฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้€šใ‚Šใฎ็‹ญใ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ˆ้ ญใฎไบŒไบบใ ใ‘ใŒ้ง†ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ใซใฏ้ป’ๅก—ใ‚ŠใฎใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚็™บใ•ใšใ€็›ฎ็ทšใ ใ‘ใงใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๆ„ๆ€็–Ž้€šใ‚’ๅ›ณใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹้‡‘็›ฎๅฝ“ใฆใฎใ‚ดใƒญใƒ„ใ‚ญใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ) ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใƒ—ใƒญใ ใจๅฏŸใ—ใ€ใคใ„ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใฏไฝ•ๆ•…ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่‡ชๅ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…ƒใฎไธ–็•Œใซใ„ใŸใจใใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงๆˆฆใ„่‡ชไฝ“ใซใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎๆŸ็ธ›ใŒๅค–ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆ‚ชใ„ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏใ€ใŸใพใฎ่ฉฆๅˆใ‚„ใใ ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅ–งๅ˜ฉไปฅๅค–ใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใจใฏ็„ก็ธใชใ‚ใฎไธ–็•ŒใงใฏๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆœฌๆ€งใŒใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆ็พใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ฟซใฃใฆๆฅใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅด้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆทปใˆใฆ้€ธใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใงๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใฏใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฎ่ƒธใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ฉšใ„ใฆใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’้›ขใ—ใŸ็”ทใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€้–ข็ฏ€ใ‚’ๆฅตใ‚ใฆใ†ใคใถใ›ใซใชใฃใŸๅพŒ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’่ธใฟใคใ‘ใ€็Ÿณ็•ณใง้ ญ่“‹้ชจใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚ŠใจไบŒไบบใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ๆฌกใฎๅˆบๅฎขใฏ่‡†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ†ท้™ใซๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๆญฃ้ขใซๆฅใŸ็”ทใฎๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ€่ฟ”ใ™ๅˆ€ใงๅ–‰็ฌ›ใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ก€็…™ใซๆฒˆใ‚€็”ทใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ็”ทใฎ่ถณใฎ่ฆชๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ธตใง่ธใฟใคใ‘ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ‘ใŸๆ‰€ใง่ƒธใซๅˆ€ใŒ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆๆฅใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ่ƒธใซ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๅฝ“ใฆใ€ไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใฆใŸใŸใ‚‰ใ‚’่ธใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹้š™ใซใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ๅˆบใ—่ฒซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฏ4ไบบใ ใชใ€ ่ก€ๆฟกใ‚Œใฎๅˆƒใ‚’ใ ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ€ๆฎบไบบ้ฌผใฏๅ—คใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใๆฅใ„ใ€‚ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€
'The Crude Dancer' was on a side road joining the main street. Restaurant during the day, seemed to become a pub at night. Since Hifumi could not read, Kasha made a suitable order of a meat dish and salad. After waiting for about 10 minutes, what came over was a platter of fresh vegetables and a meat dish that looked like lamb chops cooked in tomato-like sauce. [ Quite delicious. You seem to know some good shops. ] Stuffing food in his mouth, Hifumi nodded at Kasha and Origa sitting opposite him. Both of them were eating a stew-like dish with bread. [ Right? Though there aren't too many people here, the food is good... ] (Kasha ) [ Don't make noise while eating. It's bad manners. ] Like in the previous world, there were forks and knives, the food was delicious, though its origin was unknown. Hifumi was secretly relieved that the meals in this world were suitable. As it is, sitting with slaves to eat a meal is considered extremely degrading, whats more, giving the slaves rough cereals while sitting on the floor was the norm. But Hifumi made the two sit side by side and order whatever they wanted. Hifumi didn't care about custom, and stood by his own standards. [ Gu.... Anyway, before, the explanation about that thing? ] [ What thing? ] Looking around and confirming that no one was nearby, Kasha asked [ Being chased by the royal family, just what did you do.... ] [ Ah, I killed some Knights and cut the King's head off. A while ago. ] From the very beginning, Hifumi had no intention of concealing or deceiving his origin and events in the castle. He followed his own path, causing trouble and danger, so the result of his choices was natural. Moreover, he had decided that he would not be bound to anything in the future, and would live freely, according to his own wishes. Ah well, it appears as though my strength can cut down and confront any obstacles. Seems like I can wander about enjoying life... Being told about the tragedy in the castle as though unimportant, Kasha and Origa lost their appetites. They were in doubt but asked when they saw Hifumi continue with his meal. [ Is that fine? ] Origa asked timidly. [ Though I don't doubt it, if the story is true, then Knights and soldiers will soon be coming after us.... ] [ Before that, I left the castle. ] While drinking the tea that came after the meal, Hifumi turned his gaze to a table a little away from them. Two men who came in after Hifumi were eating while talking about something. [ From the castle, the princess sent me out. That guy should understand that he is no match for me, a Knight. Simply chasing, not arresting or killing, he is lucky to just be observed. ] Hifumi calmly rose from his table, walking over to the duo's table, he affably said. [ Good work, guys. ] [ Wh-What do you... ] The men were extremely surprised, backing away a little. Quickly sitting down on the newly-vacated space, Hifumi says with a smile, [ We met at he castle a while ago. Observation duties, is it. ] To Hifumi's words, the men held their breath. [ Though I am not good at remembering faces, I'm good at remembering bodies. ] Hifumi tapped the table with his forefinger while saying lines that could be heavily misunderstood. According to Hifumi, the two men were Knights who happened to be present at the killing site. The two people who survived, were disguised as ordinary people and were observing Hifumi. Their instructions were simple: Observe and report. They were ordered not to raise a hand, no matter what. On being contacted by their observation target, they were covered with a cold sweat, why, they did not know. [ Ah well, it is impossible for those employed in the castle to do this kind of espionage work. This should be left to the professionals. There is still a long way to go for the sweet oujousama. ] Actually this was a big misunderstanding. The third Knights corps, to which the two men belonged, only gathered intelligence within the castle and within range of the general citizen's districts, for this reason, events within the castle are taken care of. Both men were experienced intelligence officers and did not think they would be seen through easily without their full-body armours. [ You don't need to be nervous. If you are not hostile to me, I don't particularly mind. The princess' earnestness has been conveyed. ] On hearing that their enemy had no intention of attacking, both men were relieved. [ I am not a heinous person, nor a serial killer. I don't kill people randomly, be relieved. ] Even if you are not a scoundrel, aren't you the bad guy here! Holding down a tsukkomi the two Knights dropped their gazes to the table, like children being scolded. [ Anyway, the other people are unacceptable. I have not seen those guys, nevertheless I can feel their killing intent towards me, unlike you. ] [ W-Wait, other guys? Even though the observers today are supposed to be just us.... ] Hifumi saw through the princess' subordinates completely, figuring out the country's intelligence level. [ A different team, I guess. Unlike you fellows that followed me from the castle, those guys followed me from the slave shop. ] Shocked at having been noticed since the beginning, leaving that aside, in front of them was an absolutely untouchable man, attempting something would be a big problem. Though the events within the castle had not been leaked due to the gag order, but if the incident was to be reproduced in the town..... just imagining it is frightening. Besides, it would be a problem if people of the castle were concerned. If the retaliation went to the Royalty, the future of the country would be in doubt. [ Gordon, tell the commander the situation immediately, and call support. ] [ R-Roger! Excuse me! ] Receiving the short instructions from his superior, the young man unconsciously lowered his head towards Hifumi and ran off. The remaining man's face was bitter. [ Ah, work hard. I will do what I must. ] Returning to his seat, Hifumi's threatening words went unheard. Sitting down at his former seat, Hifumi drank the lukewarm black tea in a gulp. [ .... We heard it ] Hearing Kasha's words, Hifumi caught her reproachful gaze with a smile. [ Ah, is that so. It looks like things will be fun in the future. ] [ Fun? ] [ I can kill anyone that points their weapon at me. Won't that be fun. Like hell I'm not gonna cause trouble! ] The excitement in Hifumi's heart was clearly visible to everyone, like the expression of a child on a picnic. [ Master, we were chosen among slaves who can fight. Is it that we were bought for the sake of protecting master's body? ] To Origa's question, Hifumi shook his head. [ I specified that they should be able to fight to protect themselves. It is a waste to let someone else kill my prey. ] According to Hifumi's policy, anyone who attacks him, commits a crime in front of him, will be killed.He will kill, but.....rationally. He will persist to that standard. [ Then, for what were we bought for? Though we have to travel, just master's strength alone, it shouldn't be a problem? ] [ I told you I was from another world right? I know nothing about this world. I haven't even seen the land outside this city, much less other countries. Even the values of gold and silver coins is mystery to me. ] So, Hifumi continued, [ I want a companion in this world to explain that. A slave was the simplest solution because betrayal is not an option. ] [ Why us? ] Hifumi grinned. [ You two seemed to be the strongest among that lot. Two people, backing each other up is better in a fight. How sad that I am chased, so that there are more chances to fight. As such, teamwork increases the possibility of surviving greatly. ] To Hifumi's excitement at any imminent battles, the two slaves cannot help but be nervous. [ We understand that fighting is necessary. However, as we are now, we do not have any weapons. Master, please understand the situation... ] ( Kasha )magic [ Understood. After this, we will go to buy equipment. Young girls can't wear these clothes indefinitely. ] [ .......Thank you very much... ] (Origa) Kasha was uneasy when Origa blushed. Unaware, Origa was getting accustomed to this different existence Hifumi. [ Be that as it may, ] Hifumi soliloquised sighing. [ It is I who is the victim. ] [ The fellow who debates over lives like this, who is the victim! ] To Kasha's tsukkomi, the Knight sitting nearby reflexively gave a thumbs up. [ Umu.... ] [ Master, is something wrong? ] Leaving the store, Origa asked doubtfully on hearing Hifumi groan. With glossy eyes and white skin, resembling a doll, Hifumi said [ The number of those guys letting out bloodthirst wildly has doubled, maybe about 10 of them. ] Surprisingly impatient, he said delightfully. [ Eh, then..... ] The weaponless Kasha looked around uneasily. [ For the time being, we can reel them in. You will observe how I kill. Oi! ] Hifumi beckoned to the previously concealed Knight, who reluctantly approached. The pride of the Intelligence force is already tattered. [ Prohibited from attacking, yet carrying weapons? Sorry, but can you do something? ] (TN: I'm quite sure I botched the second part of this line.) Though a sudden request, when the Knight realised that the group outside meant nothing to Hifumi, he agreed. [ Name? ] [ .....Midas. ] [ Then, Midas, do you know of any blind alleys nearby? ] Guided by Midas for about 15 minutes, the noise of the store street changed and the scenery shifted to a quiet residential street. The stonework of the buildings differed from the street of shops, the 3-storey and 4-storey buildings increased. The castle town has a large population, the housing complexes may increase. The street being dim, naturally the crowd is scarce. Similar to a commercial district, the ground is paved with stone, though the surface is rougher. [ Here. ] Midas urged while prompting, 10 metres ahead was the building wall culminating in a dead end. At that moment, a sound was heard cutting through the air. The arrow that came flying, was knocked down by Hifumi's katana. Using the night, the arrow was painted black, it's tip wet. With Midas and the other two ahead of him, Hifumi saw the people who entered the alley from the back. There are nine people. Though all members seemed to be wearing civilian clothes, their eyes are bitter. The street is really narrow, only the two in front charge forward. Holding black knives, without a single word, they mutually understand each other only with glances. They seem experienced. They don't seem to be mere hooligans after money. Guessing that the opponents were professionals, Hifumi asked himself why he was inadvertently glad. In his original world, he would not be interested in the fight, but here, he felt that some kind of restraint had come off. But it's not an unpleasant feeling. Or rather, with the exception of occasional brawls and matches, Hifumi's true character held in check, by fighting here, has most likely surfaced in this world. Casually swatting the approaching knife-wielding hand to the side, it ended up in the other man's chest, as though planned from the beginning. The man released the knife in surprise and promptly had his arm joints broken. Thrown to the ground face-first, his skull broke on the pavement. Though two people instantly died, the next assassin approached without flinching. Calmly pulling out his katana, Hifumi slit the wrist of the man in front, and continuing on, cut his throat. Ignoring the man spraying blood from his throat, Hifumi crushed the next man's toes with his heel, his katana piercing through the staggered man's chest. Hifumi rammed the chest of an opponent coming from the side with his shoulder, passed by while piercing his heart. [ There are four people remaining. ] Languidly lowering the blade soaked in blood, the murderous demon laughed. [ Come quickly. I want to kill. ]
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180.Get The Party Started ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏใ€่บซ้•ทใ“ใๅทฆ็จ‹ๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€่บซไฝ“ใคใใฏไธ€ๅ›žใ‚Šๅคงใใใชใ‚Šใ€็ˆชใฏ้‹ญใใ€ๅˆ†ๅŽšใใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธญใ€…้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆ้›ใˆใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ—ใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๆฎบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ๅŽ็ดใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ“ใ†ใจใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ็„กๆ‰‹ใจใชใฃใŸไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใƒ–ใƒฉใƒ–ใƒฉใจไธ‹ใ’ใฆๆง‹ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏ่‹›็ซ‹ใกใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๅณๆ‰‹ใงๅฉใ„ใฆ่ปŒ้“ใ‚’ใšใ‚‰ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้š™ใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใฎ่„‡่…นใ‚’ๅ‰่นดใ‚ŠใงๆŠผใ—่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใ‚„ใ‚‰้›„ๅซใณใ‚’ๅฆๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใฏ็„กใ„ใŒใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒ็„กใ„ใชใ‚‰้ป™ใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€‚ๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใจๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ๅธฐใ‚Œใ€ ้‚ช้ญ”ใ ใ€ใจ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ…ตใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ๅœฐ้ขใธๅฉใใคใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ†ท้™ใซๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใจๅ…ฑใซๆฑบๆ–ญใ‚’่ฟฐในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ้™็•Œใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—่บซไฝ“ใŒใงใใฆใใŸใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒ......็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใฎๅŠ›้‡ๅทฎใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใชใ„็Œชๆญฆ่€…ใฏใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๅ‘ฝใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใฎใŒๆœซ่ทฏใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๅฏๅ“€ๆƒณใซใ€ใจๆ€ใ‚ใชใใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๆœ‰ๅŠนใซๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ้ฎไบŒ็„กไบŒ็ˆชใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’้ผปๆญŒใงใ‚‚ๆญŒใ„ใใ†ใช็จ‹ใซ่ปฝใ‚„ใ‹ใซใ€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๅ›ž้ฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ต! ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆฅใ„!ใ€ ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๅบƒๅ ดใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ้–“ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Šใฌใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ่ตฐใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๆŽˆๆฅญใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ......ใ†ใ‚“!ใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ™ใใซ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใฏใšใฎไบคๆตใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็„ก้ง„ใซใ—ใŸใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€ ใ€Œๆ‹™้€Ÿใฏๅทง้…ใซๅ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ ใชใ€‚็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใ€่กŒๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎ็ฒ—ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚้…ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่‰ฏใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ้ป™ใฃใŸใพใพใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ็จใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใพใซ็ซ‹ใกๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้ก”ไธญใซๅคง้‡ใฎๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ญ–ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใพใ ใ—ใ‚‚ใ€ๆˆฆๅ ดใซ้…ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฅดใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๅธฐใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซใงใ‚‚ๆญฃ็›ดใซ็™ฝ็Šถใ—ใฆใ€ๅ็œใ—ใ‚ใ€ ๅฐใ•ใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฐใ•ใ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ๆ”นใ‚ใฆใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆป‘ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏ้‚ช้ญ”ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใฆใŠใใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใŒใ“ใฎๅ ดใง่ฆ‹่žใใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏใ€ๅฟ…ใšใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซใ€ใใ—ใฆใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎๆˆฆใ†่€…ใŸใกใซไผใˆใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“! ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎใฎๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใช่ฟ”ไบ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใฎๅงฟใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใ€่ค‡ๆ•ฐใฎ้ขจใฎๅˆƒใ‚’ๆ’’ใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ…ตใ‚’้‰„ๆ‰‡ใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆปใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ๆ•™ๆใจใ—ใฆใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚......ๆญปใซ็‰ฉ็‹‚ใ„ใงใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ“ใ„ใ€‚ใ™ใ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใฏๅ‹‰ๅผทใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ่ฉฑใฎ้–“ใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏใ€็›ธๅฝ“้ ญใซ่ก€ใŒไธŠใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ€่’ใ„ๅ‘ผๅธใจๅ”ธใ‚Šๅฃฐใงไผใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ˆชใ‚’ๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆง‹ใˆใ€ไปŠใพใงใจๅŒใ˜ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฐ‘ใ—่ฝ่ƒ†ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฏใฉใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‚......ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒใ„ใŸใฎใฏๅƒฅๅ€–ใ‹ใ€ ็ฃไบบๆ—ใซใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฎ็ตๆžœใ‚’่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ็›ฎใง็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใฎ่‚Œใซๅคง็ฒ’ใฎๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ใ›ใฆๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใจ้•ใ„ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ…จใฆใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช็žณใงใ€ๅ†ท้™ใซๅบƒๅ ดใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŒ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใ€ๅพŒ้€ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚ใ€็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅพŒใ‚ใงใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใŒใใฎๅฃฐใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใจใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซๅŒๆง˜ใซๅ†ทใ‚„ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆฆๆณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใŒใฉใ“ใ‹ๅฏ็ฌ‘ใ—ใใฆใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜้–‹ๅง‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆใ‚ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅฃใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆทปใˆใฆใใฃใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๆญชใ‚ใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ใจ่กจ็พใ—ใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใŒๅคšๅˆ†ใซๅซใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่ญท่ก›ใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็œผไธ‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅคฑ็คผใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ„ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€่ฆ–็ทšใฏๅบƒๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ›ใšใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใงใ™ใญ......ใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ€ๅค‰ใช่ฉฑใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ใ€Œใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใฏ......้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅพกๅฟƒ้ฃใ„ใซใฏใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€ŒๅŽŸๅ› ใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅฃใ”ใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ชใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ๅฆใ‹ใ€ๅฝผใซใฏๅˆคๆ–ญใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ„ๅœฐๆ‚ชใชไบ‹ใ‚’่žใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅ†ใณ่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’ๅบƒๅ ดใธใจๅ‘ใ‘ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฃไบบใจๆ€ใ—ใๅฐ‘ๅนดใ‚’ใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ไธญๅคฎ่ฟ‘ใใธๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฃไบบๆ—ใŒใชใœ......?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅญใฏใญใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๆˆฆใ„ใŸใใฆ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซๅŠ ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒใ€็ฃไบบใฎๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ“ใฎๆˆฆๅ ดใซ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใฏๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆต็Ÿณใซใพใ ่‹ฅใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ—ใ€่จ“็ทดใ‚‚้€”ไธญใ ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใชใ‚Šไป–ใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ๅ…ตใชใ‚Šใซๅ”†ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ไบˆๅฎšๅค–ใฎ่ปข็งป็ต„ใฎไธญใซ็ด›ใ‚Œใฆใ“ใ“ใธ็พใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็Šถๆณใ‚’่ชžใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็”ทใซๅฎถๆ—ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹้›†่ฝใ”ใจๅฃŠๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฃใฏๅ–ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€็งใฏไฟกใ˜ใŸใ€‚......ใ‚ใฎๅญใ ใ‘ใฏใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ‚ใ’ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใซใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒไธๅฏ่ƒฝใชไบ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ™ใงใซๅฝผใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€ๆ˜Ž็ขบใซๆ•ตๆ„ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก็†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญ......ใ›ใ‚ใฆไธ€็Ÿขๅ ฑใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€ใจ้ก˜ใ†ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใญใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚็ฃไบบๆ—ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ไผใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๆจชใง็ซ‹ใŸใ›ใŸใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ็ฃไบบใ‚’่ฟŽใˆๆ’ƒใคใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅ‹•ใใŒๆญขใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚......่‰ฏใ„ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚ˆ! ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ‚ใฎๅญใŒๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ƒใ—ใฆใ€ไป–ใซๆฉŸไผšใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟ่จผใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใฏ็„กใใ€ใใฎ่ฟ‘ใใธใจๆญฉใฟๅฏ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใ€็ต็•Œใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใŸใ€ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐๆฌก็ฌฌใงใ™ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ‹ใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นๅ›ใ‚‚ๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚น?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅญใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใ‚‚ๅฝผใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใญ?ใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‚‚ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ๅคšๅฐ‘่ƒŒใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒ่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ่’้‡Žใงๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸๆ™‚ใจๅŒๆง˜ใซใ€่ฆ‹ใคใ‚่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจใฎๅ› ็ธใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑบใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ็›ฎใ‚’้–‹ใใ€้’ใ„็žณใŒใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€œใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ€็ตๅฑ€ใฏใ‚„ใฃใŸๅฅดใŒ็ตๆžœใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„โ€......ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใใซ่ชžใฃใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅพฉๅ”ฑใ—ใŸใ€‚่จ€่‘‰ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๅฟƒใ‚’ใƒใ‚ฏใƒใ‚ฏใจๅˆบใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚็ตๅฑ€ใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ้ธๆŠžใŒใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€่‡ช่ฆšใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฎ็Šถๆณใฏใ€ๅฝผใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใŒๅ…จใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่ทณใญ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใใŸใ ใ‘ใฎไบ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†็ŠถๆณใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผใฎ้ธๆŠžใฎ็ตๆžœใงใ™ใ€‚......ๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒ่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€้–“ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซ้˜ปใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใงใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹? ใ“ใ“ใพใง็Šถๆณใฏ้€ฒใฟใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅณ่…•ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใ€ๅบƒๅ ดใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚„ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅพŒใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ไบบ้–“ใจๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใซๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใพใ™ใ‹? ใใฎๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใจใซใ‹ใๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€ใจใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏๆ–ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใ€้šœๅฃใ‚’ๅฎŸไฝ“ๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซไบŒใ€ไธ‰ไบบใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅคงใใ•ใซๆญขใ‚ใ€ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅคงใใ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้šœๅฃใฎ้ ‘ๅผทใ•ใธ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ–ใ‚’้€šใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใŒๆตใ‚Œใ€ไธๅฏ่ฆ–ใฎๅŠ›ใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใธใจๅˆฐ้”ใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจ็›ฎใŒๅˆใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใŠใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ็ˆชใ‚„็‰™ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†็ฃไบบๆ—ใธใฎๅฏพๅฟœใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ๅฎŸๆˆฆใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใธ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่ถณๅ…ƒใซไธ็ฉใชๅŠ›ใฎๆตใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ็ทด็ฟ’็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅคงใ—ใŸๅ‚ทใฏๅ—ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ•ใ‚Œ็ถšใ‘ใŸใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ไฝ“ๅŠ›ใฎ้™็•Œใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่’ใ„ๆฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€็›ฎใ ใ‘ใฏใ‚ฎใƒฉใ‚ฎใƒฉใจๅ…‰ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใ†่…•ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚่พ›ใ„็จ‹ใซ็–ฒๅŠดใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ใใ‚ใ ใชใ€‚......ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€ ใ€Œๆœ€ๅพŒใซ่‰ฏใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š็ตžใ‚Šใ€็‰™ใ‚’ใ‚€ใ„ใฆ่ฟซใ‚‹ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚’ๆจช็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใฏใ€่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ•ใšใจใ‚‚ๆญปใฌใ€ ๅ–‰ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆ้ฃ›ใณไธŠใŒใฃใŸใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่†ใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใฃใฆๆฝœใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎไธ‹ใธใจๆป‘ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ๅ€’ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ใใฎใพใพๆ‹ณใธใจไน—ใ›ใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ใ‚ใŒใ‘ใฆๆฟ€ใ—ใๆ‰“ใกใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ่ƒธใ‚’ๆฟ€ใ—ใใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎไฝ“ๅ†…ใซๆŒฏๅ‹•ใŒ้ง†ใ‘ๅทกใ‚Šใ€่ƒธ้ชจใจ่‚‹้ชจใฏๆทฑๅˆปใชใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๆ„่ญ˜ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹้•ใ†ใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใฆไธ€่จ€ใ ใ‘ใ†ใ‚ใๅฃฐใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ€ๅŠ›ใชใๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไบŒๅบฆใจๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบไฝ“ใฏ้ ‘ไธˆใง่„†ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‚่บซไฝ“ใŒใ‚‚ใฃใจๅคงใใใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€็ญ‹่‚‰ใŒใ‚‚ใฃใจ็™บ้”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใงใฏๆญปใชใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใŸๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใใ‚Šใจใใฎๆ‰‹ใซๅ‘ณใ‚ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰“ๆ’ฒ่ทกใฏใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ก€ใฏไธ€ๆปดใ‚‚ๆตใ‚Œใšใ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‚ทใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ใใฎๆญปไฝ“ใฏใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€่กŒใ‘ใ€ ใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซ้ŽใŽใ‚‹ๅˆฅใ‚Œใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใซใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚‚ๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ใพใฃใ™ใใซใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“......ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œ้ง„็›ฎใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใซใฏไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ไปปใ›ใŸใฏใšใ ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚......ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ„˜ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆ่ฒฐใฃใฆใ€่‰ฒใ€…ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆ......ๆฅฝใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸ! ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจๅ‡บไผšใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŒ้ธใ‚“ใ ็ตๆžœใ ใ€‚่–ฌใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใŸใจใใซ่žใ„ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅฅฝใใซ็”ŸใใฆใใŸใฏใšใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใ‚‚ใใ†ใ—ใ‚ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎไบบ็”Ÿใ ใ€‚ไฟบใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ๅๆฎ‹ๆƒœใ—ใใ†ใซไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่„‡ๅทฎใง้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠๅˆปใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ๅŽปใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใ˜ใฃใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ€ใใฎ้šฃใงใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅฟ…ๆญปใช่กจๆƒ…ใงๆ–ใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใŒไฝ•ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚’ๆ—ขใซ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่ถณๅ…ƒใซๅบƒใŒใ‚‹้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅฏพ็ญ–ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้ป’ใ€…ใจๆŸ“ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใฏ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใš้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใŒใฒใ—ใ‚ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸ็ซ็ƒใ‚’ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงๆŽปใๆถˆใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ™ใใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใๆŒใฃใŸๆ–นใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใซใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸๆ–นใŒ้ƒฝๅˆใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใชใ€ ๆฏใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ€ๅจๅŠ›ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใ‚‹ๅฝขใง้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็‰ฝๅˆถใ‚’่กŒใ„ใ€่ฟ‘ใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใซใ„ใ‚‹ๆ•ตใ‹ใ‚‰้‰„ๆ‰‡ใงๆ–ฌๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพ—ใŸใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซ้–‹็™บใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏใ€็ตๅฑ€ใใฎ่ณ‡ๆ–™ใฐใ‹ใ‚ŠใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซไฟ็ฎกใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ไผๆŽˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใพใ ่‹ฅใ„ๅฝผๅฅณใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใ—็ฒพๅŠ›็š„ใซใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใง้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใคใ„ใฆใฎๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚’ๅบƒใ‚ใฆ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎๅœจใ‚Šๆง˜ใŒใพใŸๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ„ใŸไธ–็•Œใงใฏๆœ‰ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„ๆ–นๅ‘ใธใฎๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ ใ€‚ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ……ๅˆ†ใซๆˆ็†Ÿใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆŠ€่ก“ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅฑ ใ‚ŠๅŽปใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅพŒใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้€ฃไธญใซๆœŸๅพ…ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใใ†็ฐกๅ˜ใซ้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็™ชใซ้šœใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ณใƒฌใซใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฏใฉใ†ๅฏพ็ญ–ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจ่ฆ‹ใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ้šœๅฃใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใซใฏใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ้‡Œใง่ฆ‹ใŸ่ฆšใˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ้šฃใงใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒ่ค‡้›‘ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฝผใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้šๅˆ†ใจๅˆ†ๅŽšใใฆ็‹ญ่‹ฆใ—ใ„ๅฝข็Šถใ ใชใ€ ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงใใฃใจ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ใšใถใšใถใจ้šœๅฃใธใจๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใŒๅŸ‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใจใ€้šœๅฃใฏใ–ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆŠœใๆ‰“ใกใง่…ฐใฎๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใๆ”พใกใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ้šœๅฃใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้€†่ขˆ่ฃŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰“ใกไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฎไบŒ้€ฃๆ’ƒใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใซๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฉดใจๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€้šœๅฃใซๅคง็ฉดใŒ็ฉบใใ€‚ ็ŠถๆณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผไธŠใงใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ใŸใ ้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใจๅˆ€ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใจ่ฆ–็ทšใฏใ€ใพใฃใ™ใใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 180: Get The Party Started Malfas, who was glaring at Hifumi, hadn't changed all that much in size, but his muscles had grown significantly, and his claws had become sharp and thick. "It looks like you did your best and trained yourself quite a bit. Nice, nice, I will properly take you on if you come at me while having this much bloodthirst." (Hifumi) Hifumi put away the kusarigama while speaking, but having said that, he didn't draw his katana. Irritation dyed Malfas' face seeing Hifumi not even trying to get ready and just letting his unarmed hands dangle. "Uaaah!" (Malfas) Hifumi diverted the trajectory of Malfas, who had leaped at him from the front, by hitting his head with the right hand, and forced him back with a front kick towards the completely defenseless flank. "I have no intention to forbid you to roar or shout enthusiastically, but if there's no need to announce the timing of your attack, then shut your trap. If you can't attack without using your voice, go home." (Hifumi) He calmly pointed out while grabbing the head of a demon soldier with the words, "You're a nuisance," and throwing him on the ground. And then he announced his conclusion alongside a sigh, "So this is your limit, huh? You might get a little better if you forge your body, but...a hotspur, who doesn't even try to understand the difference in ability between him and his opponent, will end up losing his life in the blink of an eye. Well, it's not that I don't have any pity with you. I will show you how it's done effectively." Hifumi evaded Malfas' movements, who was swinging his claws frantically, with such a composure and easiness that it looked as if he could as well hum a song. "Alyssa! Come here for a moment!" (Hifumi) Apparently having heard him properly, Alyssa ran over from the plaza's entrance area while quickly slipping through in-between the demons. "I will give you your final lesson now. Watch me." (Hifumi) "Eh...? Okay!" (Alyssa) , but still answered immediately. She didn't want to waste any time on any unnecessary exchanges. "By the way, Alyssa." (Hifumi) "There's the saying, done is better than perfect, right? Simply put, it means, deciding swiftly and taking action is better than being slow even if it's somewhat roughly done." (Hifumi) Alyssa silently stood stock still while being watched by Hifumi. While her face was drenched in sweat, Hifumi said, "I guess you could say being late to the battlefield is better as long as you've got a plan. Reflect on it and honestly confess to Caim once you get back to Fokalore." Seeing Alyssa shrug her shoulders lightly, Hifumi laughed a bit. "Well then, time to start." (Hifumi) He turned around to Malfas once again. Behind Hifumi, Origa slipped in, matching her back against his. "I will make sure that there are no nuisances." (Origa) "Alyssa, watch properly. Make sure to tell what you've seen and heard here to Fokalore's soldiers and the people fighting on this world." (Origa) "Okay! Thank you!" (Alyssa) Origa nodded with a smile at Alyssa's energetic reply. Origa moved speedily and without delay, chopping up the surrounding demon soldiers while scattering several wind blades. "As you see, I will make full use of you as teaching material. ...Come at me with your life on the line. It won't be much of a lesson if it ends right away." (Hifumi) Malfas, who had been handled suitable while talking, made it clear that he apparently had lost his cool quite a bit by growling and breathing roughly. Watching Malfas getting ready by thrusting his claws in front and being about to repeat the same attacks as until now, Hifumi was somewhat disappointed. "Every last one of the beastmen...in that meaning, Reni having been there was a godsend, huh?" (Hifumi) For the beastmen and for Hifumi. Imeraria decided to confirm the result of what she was trying to do with her own eyes. Different from Vepar, who was watching the situation with big drops of sweat running down her gray skin, Imeraria had been coolly looking down at the plaza with a look that seemed to conceal all her emotions. She had silently watched how Midas was defeated by a demon's attack and how he had been sent back. "Midas-san..." Having watched the same scene as Imeraria, Sabnak whispered under his breath. Once she looked over her shoulder in response, she saw that he was watching the battlefield while sweating in the same way as Vepar. Finding his look comical, Imeraria covered her mouth with a hand and quietly laughed for the first time since the beginning of the battle. Sabnak's expression warped as soon as he noticed the queen's smile. She didn't know how to express it best, but to Imeraria it looked as if there was no mistake that his expression contained some bewilderment. "Ah, sorry for laughing. Sabnak-san, you're my guard, so you mustn't only pay attention to what's happening below." (Imeraria) "This...excuse me!" (Sabnak) Sabnak wiped his sweat away and straightened himself. And yet he couldn't separate his eyes from the plaza. "It looks like Midas-san has been wounded." (Imeraria) "How worrisome...well, even if I say so, it probably only sounds weird." (Imeraria) "Something like that is...I'm sure Midas-san will be happy to hear of your consideration, Your Majesty." (Sabnak) "Although I am the cause?" (Imeraria) Sabnak faltered. He couldn't decide whether he should approve or not. "I asked you something nasty." (Imeraria) When she returned her eyes to the plaza again, Hifumi was talking about something with Alyssa, who had come close to the center of the plaza without her noticing, while dealing with a boy who appeared to be a beastman. "A beastman? Why...?" (Imeraria) "That boy, well, he joined the demons as he wanted to fight against Hifumi." (Vepar) Vepar explained while looking at the beastboy. "So, why on this battlefield?" (Imeraria) "I haven't called him. As expected, he was still in the middle of training as he's too young." (Vepar) He probably showed up here after sneaking into one of the unplanned transfer units after being instigated by Bashim or another demon. Vepar talked about the circumstance she could think of, "It seems not only his family, but even his village had been annihilated by that man. ...I didn't collect any evidence, but I believe him. ...I wanted to at least save that boy..." Even as she voiced out that wish, Vepar knew that it was impossible. He was already standing in front of Hifumi, attacking with clear hostility. "I think that's impossible...looks like I have no choice but to wish that he can at least retaliate once." Imeraria also watched the beastman's and Hifumi's movements for a while, but seemingly trying to teach something to Alyssa, Hifumi called her over and had her stand next to him. Hifumi apparently planned to face the beastman again in front of Alyssa. "Hifumi-sama stopped moving. ...It's a good opportunity." (Imeraria) "Wait a moment! Won't that boy get dragged into it then!?" "Even without doing it right now..." "If we let this pass, there won't be any guarantee that we will get another chance." (Imeraria) Not only did Imeraria face Puuse, she also stepped up close to her. "What would happen if you were to deploy the barrier now?" "...I-It depends on the timing, but it will be only Hifumi-san, or Malfas-kun will be dragged into as well..." (Puuse) "Malfas?" "It's the name of that beastboy. You know him as well?" (Vepar) Vepar also got in front of Puuse. The slightly taller Vepar looked down on her, but just like at the time when they met in the wastelands, Puuse stared back. "Yes, I do. I don't know about his fate with Hifumi-san, though..." (Puuse) Puuse looked back at Imeraria as if seeking her opinion. Imeraria had been pondering with her eyes shut, but apparently having resolved herself, she opened her eyes widely, seizing Puuse with her blue eyes. ""Be it things that were allowed to happen or things that happened, in the end the one who did it has no choice but to accept the consequences"...is it?" Imeraria recited the words Hifumi said when leaving the royal palace. As she did, she felt a prickling pain in her heart once again. After all she was well aware that it had been her own choice that created this situation. "The current situation is simply a recoil of all his actions. Even this situation is a result of his choices. ...Don't mind me. Puuse-san, please start." (Imeraria) As Vepar tried to draw close to Imeraria, who gave her coldhearted opinion, she was kept in check by Sabnak who thrust himself between them. "You plan to stop us here? The situation has advanced up to this point already." (Imeraria) Imeraria lifted her right arm, pointing at the plaza. "Even if you were to stop Puuse-san and me, what will follow afterwards? Are you going to start an all-out war against the humans? Are you resolved to fight against Hifumi-sama, who would await you down the road?" (Imeraria) , Puuse grasped her wand tightly, and started the chant to materialize the barrier. Stopping at a size of allowing two or three people to be inside with Hifumi in the center, she assigned her mana towards the sturdiness of the barrier rather than its size. Her mana streamed through the wand, and in the instant the invisible power arrived at Hifumi's location, Puuse's eyes met with Origa's. "...Oh. They have already started, eh?" Hifumi, who had been giving an explanation to Alyssa while actually showing her the movements by dealing with a beastman using his claws and fangs, sensed the flow of a turbulent power at his feet. Malfas, who had been continuously abused as sparring partner without receiving any significant injuries, was heavily gasping as he had already reached the limit of his stamina. While he was breathing roughly, only his eyes were brightly glaring, but he was so tired that it was painful for him to lift his arms any longer. "I think it's about time. ...Alyssa." (Hifumi) "I will teach you something nice at the end." (Hifumi) While casting a sidelong glance at Malfas, who had mustered his strength and was approaching while bearing his fangs, Hifumi clenched his fist. "Living beings can die even without shedding blood." (Hifumi) Hifumi crouched down and slipped beneath Malfas, who had leaped at him while aiming for his throat. Using Malfas' momentum of falling for his own objective, Hifumi violently struck his fist against Malfas' heart. A vibration ran through Malfas' body who had his chest hit strongly. His breastbone and ribs had suffered serious damage. And his heart fell in panic due to the unexpected shock. Was he conscious? Or was it something else? Malfas widened his eyes and feebly collapsed after groaning once. And he never moved again. "A human body is sturdy and fragile. If this guy's body had grown bigger or if his muscles had developed more, he might not have died from something like this." (Hifumi) Hifumi looked down at Malfas while thoroughly savoring the feeling of having stolen a life with his hand. The corpse, which lacked any traces of being beaten, any cut wounds, and didn't shed any blood, looked completely as if Malfas was merely sleeping. "Alyssa, go." (Hifumi) An overly simple farewell. There was no anger or smile to be found on Hifumi's face. He looked directly at Alyssa. "Hifumi-san...after all, together..." (Alyssa) "No. I have entrusted a job to you." (Hifumi) "But...okay. I was selfish. Sorry. Umm, thanks. For saving me, for teaching me many things...it was fun! If I hadn't met you..." "No need for ifs." Hifumi smiled at Alyssa who was frantically looking for words. "It's the outcome of your choices. I told you when I applied the medicine, right? You should live as you like. Keep doing so even in the future. It's your life. It doesn't concern me." (Hifumi) Alyssa, who thanked him once more at the end, left while cutting through the demons with her wakizashi as she kept looking back, looking reluctant to part. Once he looked up, Imeraria was intently looking his way, and next to her, Puuse was clinging to her wand with a desperate expression for some reason. Hifumi, who was already aware of their goal, didn't take any countermeasures even while feeling the mana spreading beneath his feet. No, he shook his left hand which was dyeing jet black. The demons were still crowding the vicinity as before. Hifumi, who erased a fireball hurled at him with his left hand, immediately found Origa. "She kept up well, huh? Originally it would have been convenient to have her left that behind as well." (Hifumi) With her breathing starting to get shorter, Origa had been keeping the enemies in check with magic while focusing on range rather than power, and slaying the nearby enemies with her iron-ribbed fan. The magic, which she had developed as her own after receiving a hint from Hifumi, has been only recorded in documents that are stored in Fokalore without anyone having been instructed in it. If she vigorously continued to spread her magic techniques in this world, it might change the way of wars once more as she was still young. Moreover, it might head in a direction impossible for Hifumi's original world. By chance, magic techniques, which would have been developed extensively, might become able to easily defeat even Hifumi. "I guess I got to rely for the rest on the guys staying behind. However, even I feel irritated about being locked in so easily. Let's see, how are you going to deal with this?" (Hifumi) The barrier had become faintly visible. Hifumi recalled having seen it in the elven village, too. Seeing Vepar pull a complicated expression next to Imeraria, he involuntarily ended up laughing. "It has a fairly bulky and cramped shape." (Hifumi)magic Once he touched it gently with his left hand, his fingertips sank deeply into the barrier. Once he swung his left hand like that, the barrier was roughly scraped off. Moreover, Hifumi drew his katana and attacked in a single stroke, unleashing a series of two downward slashes after cutting upwards against the barrier in front of him. Matching it with the hole created by his left hand before, he tore open a big hole in the barrier. Probably grasping the situation, Puuse looked panicked atop the balcony. "Come on, you're not believing that I will be simply locked in with just that, are you? What are you going to do against this katana in my hand?" (Hifumi) Hifumi's words and eyes were directly turned at Imeraria.
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40.Come To Me ใ€้คŒใฏๅคงใใใ€็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‘ ๅคœๆ˜Žใ‘ๅ‰ใ€ๅพ…ใŸใ›ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใงใƒญใƒผใƒŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใพใงๆˆปใฃใฆๆฅใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใซ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจไผใˆใฆ็œ ใ‚Šใซใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ ˜ไธปใŒ็œ ใ‚‹้–“ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ต็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽ้ ˜่ปใฏใ€ๆฌกใฎไฝœๆˆฆใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๆ…ŒใŸใ ใ—ใๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไธ€้ƒจใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฏไธ€่ˆฌๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใฎ้ฟ้›ฃใ‚’ๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ€ๅฎถ่ฒกใ‚’็ฉใ‚“ใ ๅคšใใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†่ก—้“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ‚ŒใŸ่พฒๆ‘ใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็งปๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใฎใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใ—ใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏๆ€ชใ—ใฟใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ็†็”ฑใ‚’่žใ‹ใšใซไบ†่งฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใƒญใ‚ฆใƒญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰้‚ช้ญ”ใ ใ—ใ€ๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆๆ•ฐใŒๆธ›ใฃใŸใ‚‰็จŽๅŽใŒๆธ›ใ‚‹ใ€ ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็†็”ฑใ‚’่ฟฐในใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใ—ใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅŠใฐๅผทๅˆถ็š„ใช็งปๅ‹•ใ ใŒใ€ๅ…ต้”ใฎๆฐ—ๆฅฝใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆˆฆๆ™‚ไธญใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†่จ€ใ„่จณใงใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“็งปๅ‹•ใŒ้€ฒใ‚“ใง่กŒใใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒไฝๆฐ‘ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€ใ€Œๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใซใฏๅธฐใฃใฆใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซใฏๅŠไฟกๅŠ็–‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅญไพ›ใŒ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ไฝ™่ฃ•ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใจไฝๆฐ‘ใฏๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€้ƒจใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ๅคœ้€šใ—ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใพใ ๅคขใฎไธญใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบคไปฃใงๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฎ็ถšใใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ไบŒ่ปŠ็ทšใฎใƒฌใƒผใƒซใซๆ•ฐๅฐใšใคไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใฎๆœ€ๅพŒๅฐพใฎ่ปŠไธกใซๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใ‚’ๅ›บๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ‰ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐ่ปŠใฏ็‰ฝๅผ•ๅฝนๅ…ผไบˆๅ‚™ใฎๆงใฎ่ผธ้€่ปŠใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝœๆˆฆใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจใ€่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ไฝ็ฝฎใซๆ•ตใŒๆฅใŸใ‚‰ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใง้€ƒใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆงใงๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ€‚้ขๅ€’ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใฏไผๅ…ตใงใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘็‹™ใ„ๆ’ƒใกใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซ็€ใ„ใŸใ‚‰้–€ใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใฆใพใŸๆงใงๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ€ ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹? ใจๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘่ƒŒใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใ€ใใฃใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใญใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€็งใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใซ่กŒใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใญใ€ ใŸใŸใŸใฃใจ้ง†ใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ๅ‰ใฎ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใญใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚โ€œใƒ•ใƒชโ€ใ ใ‘ใชใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๆˆปใ‚‹้ ƒใซใฏ็›ธๅฝ“ๆ•ฐใฎๆด่ปใŒ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ—ใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใ ใ‘ใŒๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๆ’ค้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆตใ‚Œใฏๆบใ‚‹ใŒใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œไฟก็”จใ€ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ ่ชฐใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝ“็„ถใงใ™ใ€ 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้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆ็„กไบบใฎ่ก—ใฎไธญใ‚’็ชใ้€ฒใ‚€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใฆๅทไปคใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆๆญขใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใฏใƒญใƒผใƒŒใงใฎ่ขซๅฎณใซ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่€…ใ‚„ๆ‰€ๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹่ก—ใธใจใพใจใ‚ใฆๆ’ค้€€ใ—ใŸ้›†ๅ›ฃใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€9000็จ‹ใธๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใฎไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’็‡ปใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹็‡ƒๆ–™ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆ้ ญใซใฏใ€้Žงๅ…œใ‚’่บซใซใคใ‘ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใŒใ€็ซ‹ๆดพใช้ฆฌใซใพใŸใŒใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็ฅ็จใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ๅฐๅƒงใ€‚้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใใ“ใ‚’ใฉใ‘!ใ€ ใปใ‚“ใฎไบŒ่จ€ใ€ไธ‰่จ€ใฎ้–“ใซใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏๆ€’ใ‚Š็ˆ†็™บใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅพŒใฏๆ€’้ณดใ‚Šๅฃฐใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒคใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช็คผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅˆใซใŠ็›ฎใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅญ็ˆตใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽ้ ˜ใ‚’ๆฒปใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไฟบใฎๅใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใงใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๆœ‰ๅใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใžใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใจใ€ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใฎไธŠใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€Œๅฝ“็„ถใงใ™ใ€ใจ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ ˜่ปๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„!ใ€ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใŒๅคงๅ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใฏๅดฉใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆไบ‰ๅ‰ใฎ่จ“็คบใงๅ…จๅ“กใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚โ€œๆ•ตใฎ็ทๅคงๅฐ†ใฎ้กใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ๅฐใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ„ใŸโ€ใฃใฆใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎไธก่„‡ใฎไพๅพ“ใŒๅ…ˆใซใ€Œใพใšใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎ้›„ๅซใณใŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ€’ใ‚Šใซไปปใ›ใฆใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใŒ้ฆฌใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€้ฆฌใฎ้ผปๅ…ˆใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŠ•ใ’ใŸๅˆ†้Š…ใŒ่ปฝใๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ฉšใ„ใฆๆšดใ‚Œใ‚‹้ฆฌใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใŒๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ฃ›ใณไน—ใฃใฆใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใจ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟฝใˆ! ้€ƒใŒใ™ใชใ!ใ€ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซใ€ไพๅพ“ใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใŸๅ…ˆ้ ญใฎ้จŽ้ฆฌ้›†ๅ›ฃใŒ้ฆฌใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใซๆงใŒ้ฆฌใ‚‚ๅ…ตใ‚‚ๅ•ใ‚ใšใซ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฉๅฝ“ใซๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ‚‰้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚ใ€‚ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใซๅบงใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ้ †ๆฌกๅ…ต้”ใซไผ้”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚่ธใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹่€…ใ€ใคใพใฅใ„ใฆ่ปขใถใ‚‚ใฎใชใฉใ€ใจใซใ‹ใ่ฟฝใˆใจ่จ€ใ†ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๅฃฐใซ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๅฟ…ๆญปใงๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ่ปใฎๅ‰่ก›ใฏ้จŽ้ฆฌใŒๅคšใใ€ๅพŒ็ถšใ‚’้กงใฟใชใ„ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๆšด่ตฐใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚“ใใ‚“ใจ่ท้›ขใŒ้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซ่ฟฝใ†ๅ‰ๆ–นใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใซ้‡ฃใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…จ่ปใŒ้ง†ใ‘่ถณใง้€ฒใฟใ ใ—ใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒๅฐพใŒใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€่ก—้“ใฎไธก่„‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคง้‡ใฎๆงใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ๆƒณๅฎšๅค–ใฎๅฅ‡่ฅฒใงๆททไนฑใซ้™ฅใฃใŸๅพŒ้ƒจ้›†ๅ›ฃใซใฏๅ…ตใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใŠใ‚‰ใšใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ่ฒซใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกๆจใฆใฆๆ•ฃใ‚Šๆ•ฃใ‚Šใซ้€ƒใ’ๆƒ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅพŒ้ƒจใซๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใ‚’้›†ไธญ็š„ใซ็‹™ใ†ๆงใŒๆญขใ‚€้ ƒใซใฏใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใฏใปใผๅฃŠๆป…ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่ปใฏ2000็จ‹ใฎๅ…ˆ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹้จŽ้ฆฌๅ…ตใจใ€้›ขใ•ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹5000็จ‹ใฎๆญฉๅ…ตใƒปๅผ“ๅ…ตใจใชใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๅพŒ้ƒจใฎ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฏ้€ƒใ’ๅธฐใฃใฆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ไผๅ…ตใจใ—ใฆ่ก—้“่„‡ใซๆฝœใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸ้ ˜ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่ปใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸใ‚ใจใฏใ€ๆญปไฝ“ใฎ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใจ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๆ•ตๅ…ตใฎๅ‡ฆ็†ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่พฒๆ‘ใธใจ้ฟ้›ฃใ•ใ›ใŸไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใซ่กŒใใจใ„ใ†ๅฝน็›ฎใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ ใ‚ˆใ€ๅๅฏพๅดใฎใ“ใฃใกใพใงๆง้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใƒ˜ใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใฏใ€ ใ€Œ100ไบบใฏๆฎบใฃใŸใœใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใชใ‚“ใ‹3ไบบใพใจใ‚ใฆไธฒๅˆบใ—ใซใ—ใŸใžใ€ ๅฃใ€…ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใชใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใคใใงๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใŸใกใฎ้ก”ใซใฏใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎๆ‚ฒๅฃฎๆ„Ÿใ‚‚ๆ•—ๅŒ—ใธใฎๆๆ€–ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ๆ‘ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใใฎๅ ดใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅŒๆ„ใ—ใฆใ€ๅˆ—ใ‚‚ไฝœใ‚‰ใšใซๆญฉใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‘ๆ–น้ขใ‚‚ใƒฌใƒผใƒซๆ•ทใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‚‰่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใจใฃใฆใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฏใ‚‚ใ†็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ใใ‚ไพ‹ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’้€š้Žใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ ทใใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใฏใ€้จŽ้ฆฌ้›†ๅ›ฃใŒๅพŒ็ถšใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅผ•ใ้›ขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใ‚ฟใ‚ฌใ‚ฟใจๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใฎไธŠใงใ€ใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใฆๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้€ฒ่กŒๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ…ใฆ! ๆญฃใ€…ๅ ‚ใ€…ๆˆฆใˆ! ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ้ฆฌไธŠใงๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใซๅ–šใใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซไป–ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใซใฏๅพ…ใกๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹็‰ฉใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸๆง˜ๅญใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ–ญ็ถš็š„ใซๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆงใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ้จŽ้ฆฌๅ…ตใฏใฟใ‚‹ใฟใ‚‹ๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ใˆใฆใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏ็‹™ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ•ตใฎ้…็ฝฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฅตใ‚ใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ไบˆๅฎšใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’้€šใฃใŸไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จ้€Ÿใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไธ€่จ€ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ่žใ้€ƒใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๅ…จๅŠ›ใง้€ฒใ‚ใชใ•ใ„!ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅทไปคใงใ€ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใฎใƒใƒณใƒ‰ใƒซใ‚’ๆŒใคๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚“้™ใ‚ŠใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅƒ•ใŒ่ปๅ‹™้•ทๅฎ˜ใชใฎใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ™ใ€ ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ้จŽ้ฆฌๅ…ตใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้›†ไธญใ—ใŸใจใใซใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฎ็ฝ ใซใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๆจชใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‹ไพๅพ“ใฎไธ€ไบบใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ฆฌใฎๅ‰่ถณใŒ่ก—้“ใฎๅœฐ้ขใ‚’่ธใฟๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆต…ใใฆๅฐใ•ใช่ฝใจใ—็ฉดใ ใŒใ€่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅค–ใ—ใŸ้ฆฌใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่ปขใถใ€‚ ๆฌกใ€…ใจ่ปขๅ€’ใ—ๅพŒ็ถšใซ่ธใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใŸใกใ€‚ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆ้ฆฌใฎ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’็ทฉใ‚ใฆใ€ๅพŒ็ถšใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใฆ่ก—้“ใฎ่„‡ใซๅ‡บใŸใŒใ€ใใ“ใซใ‚‚่‰ใซ็ด›ใ‚Œใฆ่ฝใจใ—็ฉดใŒ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๆฅใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใ ใŒใ€ใจใ†ใจใ†้ฆฌใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆ่ฝ้ฆฌใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ตทใไธŠใŒใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใฎใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰็„กไบ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใžใƒผ!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ้ ƒใซใฏใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใฏใšใฃใจ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸไฝ็ฝฎใพใง้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’็ทฉใ‚ใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงๆ•ตใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใ€ ใ“ใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใฏๆญฉๅ…ตใจๅผ“ๅ…ตใฏๅคšใใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้ฆฌใ‚’ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆถˆ่€—ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅพŒ็ถšใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆไธ€ๆ—ฆไผ‘ๆฏใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใ ใŒใ€้›†ใพใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๅ…ตใŒๅฐ‘ใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซ่…นใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅคšใใฎๅ…ตๅŠ›ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฐ‘ๆ•ฐใฎใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใ‚’่นดๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ไปŠ้ ƒใฏๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆ้€ฒ่ปใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใŒๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ่จญๅฎšใ—ใŸใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใฃใกใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‚‚ใŒใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎ็ฅž็ตŒใ‚’้€†ใชใงใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใจใ‚‚ใซๆˆฆใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ›ใšใ€ไธๆ„ๆ‰“ใกใซ็ฝ ใซ้€ƒ่ตฐใ ใจ......ไฟบใ‚’ใฉใ“ใพใง้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ! ใ‚ใฎๅฐๅƒงใ ใ‘ใฏ็ตถๅฏพใซๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ๆฏๅทปใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไปŠใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใซใ‚‚ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใŒ้€ƒใ’ๅŽปใฃใŸใ‚Š้ฆฌใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซๅฑๆฉŸๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸ่€…ใŸใกใŒใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ้›ข่„ฑใ€้€ƒ่ตฐใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎไบ‹ใŒใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใ‚’ๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใพใพๆˆๆžœใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใซๅธฐๅ›ฝใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใพใจใ‚‚ใซๆˆฆใ†ไบ‹ใชใๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใšใซ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅฐ†ใจใ—ใฆใ€ไบŒๅบฆใจ่กจ่ˆžๅฐใซ็ซ‹ใคใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไธ€็”Ÿใ‚’ๅƒปๅœฐใฎ่พฒๆ‘ใง่ญฆๅ‚™้ƒจ้šŠใจใ—ใฆ้Žใ”ใ™็พฝ็›ฎใซใชใ‚Šใ‹ใญใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅคงใใชๆˆฆใ„ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€้€ฃๆˆฆ้€ฃๅ‹ใ—ใฆๆญฆๅŠ›ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅœฐไฝใ‚’็ฏ‰ใ„ใฆใใŸ่‡ช่ฒ ใ‚’ๆŒใคใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใซใจใฃใฆใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใ™ใ‚‰ใงใใšใซๆ’ค้€€ใชใฉ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ…ŒใŸใ ใ—ใ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆไธ€ๆ™‚้–“ใฎไผ‘ๆฏใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๆ•ด็„ถใจ้€ฒ่ปใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตใฎๆด่ปใŒๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‚’่ฝใจใ™! ้€ฒ่ป้–‹ๅง‹!ใ€ ๆ™‚ๆŠ˜ๅ…ต้”ใฎ่ถณใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ๅฐใ•ใช่ฝใจใ—็ฉดใซ่‹›็ซ‹ใกใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏไป–ใฎ่€…ใฎ้ฆฌใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ€้ก”ใ‚’่ตคใใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅพฉ่ฎใซ็‡ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŸใก็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ๆด่ปใฏใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๅพ…ใกๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ—ฉใ•ใง็ทจๆˆใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ€ๆ—ฉๆœใซ3000ๅใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใŒ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‹ฑ้›„ใฎๅฑๆฉŸใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ†ใŸใ‚ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏ็†ฑ็ƒˆใซๅฟœๆดใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ๅคšใใฎๆญ“ๅฃฐใ‚’ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซ่žใ„ใฆๆญฉใฟใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅ…ตใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใฆ้ฆฌใ‚’้ง†ใ‚‹็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้ขใ€…ใฏ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—โ€œ็‹™ใ„้€šใ‚Šใซ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ‚ใฎ็”ทใจๆˆฆใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹โ€ใจใ„ใ†็Ÿ›็›พใ—ใŸไปปๅ‹™ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใฏใ€็ฌ‘้ก”ใชใฉๆตฎใ‹ใณใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไปŠๅ›žใฎๆด่ปใฎ้•ทใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจ่ฟ‘ใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†็†็”ฑใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒ้ธใฐใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆ้ ญใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚‚็กฌใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ€ฅใŽใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆ€ฅใใจๅ…ตใŒ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…ƒใ€…ๅ›ฝๅขƒใซ่ฟ‘ใใฆ้˜ฒๅ‚™ใŒๅ›บใ„ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใŒ็›ดใใซ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Š็„ฆใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ™ใๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆ็„ก็†ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎ้ก”ใฏใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐ็—›ใ€…ใ—ใใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช็ญ–ใ‚’้€ฒ่จ€ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ›ดใญใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎๅพฉ่ฎใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใŒๆณฅๆฒผใฎ้—˜ใ„ใซๅผ•ใใšใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹็‚บใฎไฝœๆˆฆใชใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—่‚ฉใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซ็€ใๅ‰ใซ็–ฒใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใžใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใญใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’็ทฉใ‚ใฆใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใพใŸๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆ้ป™ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้Žงใ‚’็€ใŸใใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฎ่กŒใๅ…ˆใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไบ‹ๅฎŸใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ“ใฎๆด่ปใซ่ช˜ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŒ่พž้€€ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ง˜ๅฏ†ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ็ด„ๆŸใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใŒ็ดๅพ—ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒ็†็”ฑใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏ่‹ฅใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ชๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฎๅฑ้™บๆ€งใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใใฎ่‹ฑ้›„็š„ใชไธ€้ขใฎๆ–นใŒ็œฉใ—ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„่จณใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ไปŠใฒใจใค็ดๅพ—ใŒใงใใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใŒๆœฌ้Ÿณใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‹ฅใ€…ใ—ใ„ใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ็œฉใ—ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใŒๅฑใ†ใ„ๆญฃ็พฉๆ„Ÿใซ่ธŠใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใงใฏใชใใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸใŒใ€็Ž‹ใซ้žใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใงๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸใŒใ€็ตๆžœใฏๅˆฉ็›Šใ‚’้ฝŽใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆŠœใ่ฆ‹ใฎๅˆ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ€ๆœŸๅพ…ใซ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผพใพใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€‚
Chapter 40: Come To Me Before dawn Hifumi, who came back with the soldiers using the rail car from Rhone to Arosel, told Origa, who had been waiting for him, to advance at once as planned and fell asleep. In the time the feudal lord was sleeping, Alyssa, commanding the Toono territorial army, was busy preparing with the goal of executing the next military operation. As the move was something Hifumi had ordered, Origa was deeply moved emotionally, Kasha was full of doubts, and Alyssa agreed without having heard the reason. "They will be a hindrance if they loiter around. If a number of them is swallowed up by the battle, the tax yields will decrease." (Hifumi) With Hifumi stating this as reason, Origa was impressed, Kasha was able to consent, and Alyssa grasped it by saying "I guess if that's what Hifumi says, then it has to be correct." Although it was partly a forced migration, with even the soldiers having an easygoing mood and having explained to the residents that it was inevitable due to the war, the move steadily made progress. Facing the residents, Alyssa said [You will be able to come back the day after tomorrow.] While they were only half-convinced by such words, the residents came to grips with it thinking The portion of soldiers, who stayed up all night to prepare for the battle, were still within their dreams. The soldiers, continuing by taking shifts, lined up several vehicles on each of the two rail tracks and installed spear throwers on the rear wagon of the rail cars. "Do you understand the strategy?" (Origa) "Etto, once the enemy approaches a visible location, escape with the rail cars while attacking with the spears throwers. As much as possible ambush and snipe at the troublesome magic soldiers. Once we arrive at Fokalore, we close the gate and once again attack with the spear throwers." (Alyssa) "Did I get it right?" as Alyssa looked up to the face of the only slightly taller Origa, she was gently smiling. "Yes, there seems to be no problem. Well then, after I go to join up with Hifumi-sama, please take care of the remaining preparations." (Origa) Kasha smiled bitterly following Alyssa, who ran off at a fast pace, with her sight until she was out of view while murmuring, "Somehow there isn't the mood as if it was before a war." (Kasha) "Although one might say that we are inferior to them, it is just a 'handicap.' There should be a considerable number of reinforcements from the capital arriving at the time we return to Fokalore. At last, the course of events will lead to nothing but the Vichy army withdrawing after having their numbers diminished." (Origa) "I will put my trust into them." (Kasha) She didn't say into whom though. "That's only natural." (Origa) As Origa started to walk with a displeased snort, Kasha continued to display an expression full of mixed feelings. (Handicap, huh? If nothing is done, my time to talk with Origa will disappear, but ...) Up until this day, today, the chances for Kasha to speak with Origa had increased little by little. Although Origa still displayed the same cold attitude towards her, it wasn't like she completely ignored her. At the current rate they might return to their original relationship slowly. She also held onto the fleeting hope of them both possibly going back to their free adventuring days once again someday.magic Around the time all preparations were in order, the ground shook with the sounds of feet from people and hooves from horses coming from the direction of Rhone. The soldiers of the territorial army standing watch at the exit towards Rhone warned their allies of the nearing enemy by waving a flag. Because crossing swords with the enemy was the Lord's duty and enjoyment, they wouldn't be forgiven if they stole that opportunity. Around the time when the soldiers on watch left the city with such an excuse, Hifumi waited for the enemy in a daunting pose between two rail cars with installed spear throwers. The hem of the hakama was tied by using a simple string. The katana hung at his waist. While he was bored and thus swung the counterweights on both sides around, the soldiers, who had boarded the rail cars, set up the spear throwers and waited impatiently and nervously. The Vichy army plunging forward had to drop the speed within the uninhabited city. As they discovered Hifumi's figure, the order to halt was given. At this point of time, the Vichy army had decreased to an amount of around 9000 due to the people, who ran away from the damage in Rhone, and those who went to round up the evacuating masses affiliated with the city in one place. Being the vanguard, Buer, wearing an armored helmet, straddled his splendid horse and glared at Hifumi. "What is it youngster? Don't be a nuisance. Get away from there!" (Buer) After merely saying two words, during the third word, Buer's fury erupted. Hifumi, who was grinning broadly and laughing, straightened his back and performed a beautiful bow. "I am honoured to meet you for the first time. I am a viscount of Orsongrande governing the territory of Toono, my name is Hifumi." (Hifumi) "Oya, for some reason it seems my name has become famous even over there in Vichy." (Hifumi) Looking over his shoulders, Origa returned a [That's only natural!] on top of the rail car. The members of the territorial armed forces laughed. "What's so funny!" (Buer) Even as Buer shouted in a thundering voice, Hifumi's smile didn't falter. "Before the war I instructed all of them 'I've put an easily recognizable mark on the forehead of the enemy's supreme commander.'" (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi's words, the chamberlains on both sides of Buer made a face displaying [Oh no!] The next moment Buer raised a roar. Within a second Buer let the anger guide him and dashed forward with his horse. Hifumi lightly hit the tip of the horse's nose by throwing the counterweight. While holding down the horse, which acted violently due to the surprise, the rail cars started to move. Hifumi leisurely jumped on top of it and the speed increased. "After them! Don't let them escape!" (Buer) Upon Buer's instruction the group of horse-riders in the vanguard, including the chamberlains, spurred their horses into gallop. But they were pierced by spears, regardless whether it was soldier or horse, one by one, within a moment. "Raise the speed after properly hitting them. We will have them run for a while." (Hifumi) Origa and Alyssa conveyed the instructions of Hifumi, who was sitting on top the rail cars, to the soldiers sequentially. Urged on by the voice of Buer telling those, who were stumbling, falling over or such, to avoid the fallen soldiers or even tread on them, but no matter what to chase them, Vichy's soldiers frantically advanced forward. There was a lot of cavalry in the vanguard troops. Even with Buer running wildly without concerning himself with those trailing behind, the distance spread steadily. Lured by the group that was eagerly pursuing at the front, the entire army of Vichy started to advance by running fast. At the time the end of the line left the city of Arosel, they were assaulted by a large quantity of spears hurled at them from both sides of the highway. There was no one left to put the soldiers in order as the rear group fell into chaos due to the unforeseen surprise attack. One by one they abandoned their pierced comrades and scattered in all directions trying to to escape. At the time the spear attacks, which concentrated their aim on the magic soldiers gathered in the last division, ceased, the magic soldiers were almost completely annihilated. In the end, of the Vichy army, around 2000 cavalary went ahead, around 5000 infantry alongside the archers chased after them while being separated and the survivors of the rear scurried home. The territorial soldiers lurking close to the highway in order to ambush the enemy, after letting the troops from Vichy, who were chasing after Hifumi's group, pass, they cleared away the corpses and dealt with the surviving enemy soldiers. From thereon the last remaining task was for them to meet up with the citizens taking refuge in the farm villages. "Who was the clumsy fellow, who hurled the spear until the opposite side of here?" "100 people were done in." "I skewered 3 people or something like that all at once!" In the faces of the soldiers, who were clearing away the corpses by using their hands while severally talking, there wasn't any fear of losing nor any tragic feeling about the war. "Now that it's done, let's go to the village. I think we can let the Lord deal with the rest." Everyone agreed on the spot and began to walk without even forming a line. "Even though it would be nice if the rails were even laid out in the direction of the village." For them it was a feeling of the war having already ended. "We will soon pass the aforementioned place." (Origa) Hifumi only nodded to Origa's report. The mass of Vichy soldiers pursuing in the back were completely separated from the cavalry group following. On top of the rail car which was shaking and rattling, Hifumi was sitting cross-legged having turned his back to the direction of movement staring at them with a fleeting glance. "Wait! Fight me fair and square! I will kill you!" (Buer) Besides Buer, who was chasing after them while shouting energetically on top of the horseback, the other Vichy forces didn't appear to have notice what was awaiting them. Although the number of Vichy's cavalry had decreased fast due to the intermittent firing of spears, they deliberately didn't aim at Buer. Ascertaining the deployment of the enemy, Hifumi gave directions on the attacks. Then he noticed them passing through the scheduled location. "Full speed ahead." (Hifumi) Origa didn't miss Hifumi's brief instruction. "All members, go forward with full power!" (Origa) With Origa's command, the soldiers, holding the handle of the rail car, raised their voices and poured all their strength into it. "Despite me being the military affairs director ..." (Alyssa) "This is because you didn't listen to Hifumi-sama's words." (Origa) At the time the Vichy cavalry focused their eyes on the sped-up rail cars, it was one of the chamberlains galloping next to Buer, who fell for the first trap. It was a small and shallow pitfall, but the horse, missing its footing, quickly fell over. In succession Vichy soldiers following tumbled and were stepped on. Even though Buer eased up the speed of the rushing horse and ordered the following soldiers to get off the highway, pitfalls, almost indistinguishable from the grass, were prepared there as well. For a while Buer continued the pursuit, but at last he fell off the horse as it collapsed. Since Hifumi also saw him trying to get up, Buer was apparently safe one way or the other. "I will wait for you in Fokalore!" (Hifumi) Although his enemy tried to retort something to Hifumi's call, the rail car was already in a far distance at that time moving away from that location. "You may lower the speed. We will wait for the enemy at Fokalore afterwards." (Hifumi) There still remained many archers and infantry within the Vichy army at this time, but the horses were pretty much wasted. Buer decided to take a temporary rest waiting for those following, but losing his temper due to the lessened number of soldiers gathered, he found fault with everybody in the vicinity. Frankly speaking, their large military force was kicked around by a few Orsongrande soldiers. He had expected to grandly march towards Fokalore about now. "Without fighting directly, it is just surprise attacks, traps and escaping ... To what extent do you plan to make fun of me! Only that youngster, I will definitely kill myself!" (Buer) While Buer was getting worked up, even at that time, those, sensing the impeding crisis after the magic soldiers disappeared and the horses were lost, broke away one by one and deserted. Buer got even more enraged about this matter. As it was now, he would have to return to his country without earning any accomplishments. Generals, who escaped without being able to gather their allies and to decently fight without accidents, never reappeared on the public stage a second time. As far as Buer was concerned, he held a pride of having build up his status by successive victories and his military power, although he never had the chance to participate in a large battle. It was unthinkable for him to do something like retreating without doing anything as long as he was able to fight. Taking a hurried meal and resting for about an hour, they now advanced orderly. "We will conquer Fokalore before the enemy's reinforcements arrive! Start marching!" (Buer) While the soldiers were sometimes irritated by having their feet sink into the small pitfalls, Buer borrowed a horse from another person. His face was red while burning with the desire for revenge. Pajou's Third Knight Unit led the reinforcements. Quickly finishing the formation of the troops, it was almost as if they were laying in wait. In the early morning 3000 soldiers departed from the royal castle. The soldiers, heading out for the sake of rescuing the hero from his crisis, were passionately cheered on by the populace. Although the soldiers, who didn't find it strange, were joyfully listening to the shouts of joy while advancing forward by walking, all of the Third Knight Unit, leading the troops while riding on horses, erased their facial expressions. As a result of her close relationship to Hifumi, Pajou was elected as leader of the current reinforcements. Leading the advance, Pajou's expression was stiff, too. "Let's hurry up a bit." (Pajou) "If we rush too much, we will leave the soldiers behind. In the first place, it is unthinkable for Fokalore, which has a firm defense being close to the border, to fall easily. Don't get too impatient." (Midas) Towards the voice of Midas, who was moving right behind her, Pajou sighed with a forced smile on her face. She didn't want to be seen as pathetic in Midas' eyes. "Rather than having to show such a face, it would have been fine to not propose such a plan, I think." (Midas) "Saying this now? This is also for the sake of Imeraria's revenge. It is a strategy to stop having this country being dragged into the quagmire of war." (Pajou) "Since you understand, get a bit more relaxed. You will end up being worn out before we arrive at Fokalore." (Midas) "... Oh well" (Pajou) Easing up just slightly on the speed, Pajou faced towards the front again and was silent. While watching that back wearing an armor, Midas felt that he couldn't foresee where this battle was headed to. I guess, since he is still young, he only sees that dazzling heroic appearance of Hifumi rather than him being someone holding a protruding strength. But even with such an excuse, he still isn't quite able to comprehend the real intention himself either. Being young, he is manipulated by a perilous sense of justice due to looking at that radiant appearance. Though I wonder if it isn't only Sabnak but also Pajou and Princess Imeraria being affected by this? Hifumi was waiting at Fokalore. Staring at the view of the drawn katana, his heart was leaping in anticipation.
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105.Crawling ็ดฐใ„ใ€่ปฝใไธ‹่‰ใ‚’ๅˆˆใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใฎ้“ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ใจใ€ใ™ใใซ็ต็•Œใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ่พฟใ‚Šใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ็ต็•Œใ‹ใ€ ้“ใฎไธŠใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—่ƒŒใ‚’ไธธใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ้€šใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใซ็ฉดใŒใ‚ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ต็•ŒใซๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใ‚’่งฆใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใŸใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘็—บใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅๅค–ใฏใ€ใฒใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚นใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆฎดใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใใ†ใ ใŒ......ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚ŒใฏๅพŒใงใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ็ฉดใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่…ฐใฎๅˆ€ใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๆญฃใ™ใจใ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ฅใใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๆญฉใฟใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฃฎใฏ็ต็•Œใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆใ‚‚็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎไฝใ‚€ๆฃฎใซๆฏ”ในใ‚‹ใจใ€็ฉบๆฐ—ใฏๆพ„ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใฏๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ ใŒใ€ๆœจใ€…ใฎใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใฃใ™ใใ€่กŒใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ้“ใฏ้ ใๆฃฎใฎๅค–ใธใจ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ต็•Œใ‚’่ถŠใˆใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใ‚„ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใซๅฐ‹ใญใฆใฟใŸใŒใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็”Ÿๆดปใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€็ต็•Œใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใฎใฉใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซไฝใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใพใงใฏใ€ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏโ€œใชใ‚“ใจใชใโ€ใง้“ใŒ็ถšใๅ…ˆใธๆญฉใใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚้“ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰่ชฐใ‹ใŒ้€šใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๆฐ—่ปฝใ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ1ๆ™‚้–“ใปใฉๆญฉใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆฃฎใจใ„ใ†ใซใฏๆœจใŒใพใฐใ‚‰ใซใชใ‚Šใ€้ ใ„ๅ…ˆใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆฃฎใฎๅˆ‡ใ‚Œ็›ฎใฏๆ›–ๆ˜งใงใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹่ฆ‹้€šใ—ใŒ่‰ฏใใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ก—......ใ‹ใ€ ๆฃฎใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€้“ใŒ็ถšใ้ ใ„ๅ…ˆใซ็Ÿณ้€ ใ‚Šใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹็ฐ่‰ฒใฎๅก€ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใ ใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Š่ท้›ขใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใพใงใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ไธ€้ƒจๅก€ใŒ้ซ˜ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใ“ใซ้–€ใ‹่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚ŠใŸใ‚ใฎๆซ“ใ‹ไฝ•ใ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใซ่กŒใฃใฆ......ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ๅทฎใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ด ๆ—ฉใ่บซใ‚’็ฟปใ—ใ€ๅœฐ้ขใ‚’่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใ™ใ่„‡ใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅŒใ˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎไฝ“ๆ ผใฎ็ฃใŒ้€šใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‹ใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใซใฏๆ—ขใซๅˆ€ใŒๆŠœ่บซใงๆกใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ญ”็‰ฉใจๅ‘ใๅˆใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ—ใชใ‚„ใ‹ใช่‚ขไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใ€่ฑนใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใ€‚้‹ญใ„็ˆชใฏ้š ใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅŠ›ๅผทใๅœฐ้ขใ‚’ๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็‰™ใ‚’ใ‚€ใๅ‡บใ—ใซๅจๅš‡ใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅณ่ถณใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ็ชใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏๅผทใใ†ใ ใชใ€ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎไธๆ„ๆ‰“ใกใฏใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Š่ฟ‘ใใซๆฅใ‚‹ใพใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ•ใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—้€ŸๅบฆใŒ้€Ÿใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅˆๆ’ƒใฏใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฑนใ‹ใ€‚็ฃไบบใจใฏ้•ใ†ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ่ช˜ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅˆ€ใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฏ่‹›็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ”ธใ‚Šๅฃฐใ‚’้Ÿฟใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใซใ‚‰ใฟๅˆใ„ใฎๆœ€ไธญใ€ไธๆ„ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไธŠๆฎตใซๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฅฝๆฉŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฏ็ˆชใ‚’ใ‚€ใๅ‡บใ—ใซ้ฃ›ใณใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃ?ใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆƒณๅฎšใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Š้€Ÿใ„ใ€‚ ็š„็ขบใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๅ‰่ถณใ‚’ใ€ๆ–œใ‚ๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใ‚€ใ“ใจใงใ‚„ใ‚Š้Žใ”ใ—ใคใคใ€ๆŸ„้ ญใ‚’้กŽใซใถใกๅฝ“ใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฎใƒฃใƒณใƒƒ!ใ€ ใŸใพใ‚‰ใšๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใฏใ€ๅ††ใ‚’ๆใใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ง†ใ‘ใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ไบˆๆธฌใ—ใฆ็›ด็ทšใง่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใพใง่ฟซใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฟŽใˆๆ’ƒใคใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅคงใใชๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€†ใซใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๅผฑ็‚นใ ใ€ ่…ฐใ”ใจๆŠผใ—่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๅ–‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅˆ€ใ‚’็ชใๅˆบใ™ใ€‚ ๅˆƒใ‚’ๅฏใ‹ใ›ใŸ็ชใใฏใ€ๅƒ…ใ‹ใชๆŠตๆŠ—ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅปถ้ซ„ใ•ใˆใ‚‚่ฒซ้€šใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฐใ‚ฅ......ใ€ ๅˆ€่บซใซใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆŠตๆŠ—ใฏใใ“ใพใงใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้กใซ่ถณใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๆŠœใใ€‚ ่ก€ใซใพใฟใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ€ใซๆ‡็ด™ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆ‹ญใฃใŸใ€‚ ้‹ญใ„็‰™ใงใ“ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ€่บซใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ™ใงใซๆœฌๆฅใฎ่ผใใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ไปฅๅค–ใงใ‚‚้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚‚ๅผทใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ ๆœฌๆฅใฎ็›ฎ็š„ไปฅๅค–ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ผปใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€้ญ”็Ž‹ใŒ็พใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅธ‚ไบ•ใฎไบบใ€…ใฏใ€ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ™‚ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใชใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏๆ–ญ่จ€ใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไบ‹ๅฎŸใฎ็ขบ่ชใฏใ€ใงใใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ไฝ•ใ‹ๅ•้กŒใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใŒใ€ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฐๅฐ้ญ”ๆณ•็ ”็ฉถใฎๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ็™ปๅŸŽใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ“ใ“ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใฎ้–“ใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๅฎฟใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆๆปžๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้š่กŒใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ5ๅใฎใฟใงใ€ๅ…จใฆๅฅณๆ€งใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไผฏ็ˆตใฎๅฆปใจใ—ใฆใฏ็•ฐๅธธใช็จ‹ใซ่–„ใ„่ญฆๅ‚™ๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆจใฟใ‚’ๆŒใคๅผฑๅฐ่ฒดๆ—ใŒ้›‡ใฃใŸใ‚ดใƒญใƒ„ใ‚ญใ‚’็žฌๆฎบใ—ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใใฎๅผฑๅฐ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚‚ไธ€ๆ™ฉใงๆฝฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ไปถใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใงใ‚‚ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซไป–ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใจใฎไบคๆตใฏๆŽงใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸ็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้€†ใซใ€ไปŠใ‚„ๅ•†ๅทฅๆฅญใซใŠใ„ใฆๆœ€ๅ…ˆ็ซฏใจใชใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ้ ˜ไธปไปฃ็†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ•†ไบบใ‚„่ทไบบใชใฉใŒใ€ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚„ๆŒจๆ‹ถใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅผ•ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š็„กใ—ใซ่จชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ๅนณๆฐ‘ใŸใกใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅˆ†ใ‘้š”ใฆใชใๆŽฅใ—ใ€ๆ™‚ใซใฏ่ฒด้‡ใชๆŠ€่ก“ใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๆƒœใ—ใฟใชใไผใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€่‹ฑ้›„ใฎๅฆปใฏๅช่€…ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†่ฉ•ๅˆคใŒใ€่ฒดๆ—ใจๅนณๆฐ‘ใงใฏใใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–นๅ‘ๆ€งใฏ้•ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅคงใใๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใฎใซๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸ่ฉฑใฏๅฝ“็„ถใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่€ณใซใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใŒ็„กใ„ใจใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใซใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹็†็”ฑใŒใŠๆœ‰ใ‚Šใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใ€็งใ”ใจใใซใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใฏไธ่ฆใงใ™ใ€‚็งใฎๅคซใฏ้™›ไธ‹ใฎ่‡ฃใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใฎๅฆปใงใ‚ใ‚‹็งใ‚‚้™›ไธ‹ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅฐฝใใ™่€…ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใƒฉใจๅฃไธŠใ‚’่ฟฐในใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€โ€œๅฟƒใซใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’โ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ผป็™ฝใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’้ก”ใซๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ 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ใ€Œใงใฏใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ็ ”็ฉถใฎ็ถšใใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ๆƒใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸไบŒไบบใฏใ€ใƒ’ใƒผใƒซใฎ้Ÿณใ‚’้Ÿฟใ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰่ณ‡ๆ–™ๅฎคใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏใ€็„ก่จ€ใงๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ก—ใจๆ€ใ—ใๅ ดๆ‰€ใธใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใฎ่ฟ‘ใใงๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹่ท้›ขใพใง่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ๆœจ้™ฐใซ้™ฃๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ€ใ‹ใ€ ๅก€ใ‚’่ƒŒใซใ—ใฆใ€30ๅ็จ‹ใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใŒๅŒ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๆ•ฐใง่ฟซใ‚‹็‹ผๅž‹ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใก็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅฅฎ้—˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€้š›่ƒŒใฎ้ซ˜ใ„้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใ€่บซ้•ทใจๅŒใ˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซ้•ทใ„้•ทๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‹…ใ„ใ ใพใพใ€ๅ…ˆ้ ญใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ็พคใ‚Œใธใจ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ่ตฐใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใใฎใพใพใซใ€ๆ‹…ใ„ใ ้•ทๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใฆ็‹ฌๆฅฝใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘จใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใ‚’ใ‚บใ‚ฟใ‚บใ‚ฟใซๅผ•ใ่ฃ‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใ€ไป–ใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰็‚Žใ‚„้›ทใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒๅŠ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆŠผใ—ๅŒ…ใพใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸ็‹ผใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใฏใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ไปฅไธŠใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใง้€ƒๆ•ฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็”ทใŸใกใฏ็„ก็†ใซ่ฟฝใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ›ใšใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ่ขซๅฎณ็Šถๆณใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใคใค่ก—ใฎๆ–นใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใใฎๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ๆ–น่ง’ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใจๆ€ใ—ใใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒใ€ๅก€ใฎไธ€้ƒจใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใฟใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆ้—˜ๅŠ›ใฏ้ซ˜ใ„ใชใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€่ก—ไธญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‹ใ€ ใ“ใฎใพใพ่ก—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚’ใ—ใ‚‰ใฟใคใถใ—ใซๆŽขใ™ใฎใฏ้ชจใŒๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใใ†ใ ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่‹ฆใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใซๅผทใ„ๅฅดใ‚’่žใ„ใฆ......ใ‚“?ใ€ ไธ็ฉใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใปใฉ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซๆ’ƒ้€€ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็‹ผใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใŒใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใซใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ 10้ ญ็จ‹ใฎ็พคใ‚ŒใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‚‰่พบใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใฏใ€ๆฐ—้…ใ‚’้š ใ™ใฎใŒใ†ใพใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†้ญ”็‰ฉใจใ—ใฎใŽใ‚’ๅ‰Šใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅนณๅ‡ใ—ใฆ้ซ˜ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใฎใ‚“ใใซ่€ƒใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้Ž–้ŽŒใฎๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ–ใƒ•ใƒƒ!?ใ€ ็ช็„ถ้ผปๅ…ˆใ‚’้‰„ใฎๅˆ†้Š…ใงๆฎดใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใฏใ€่ก€ใ‚’ๆ’’ใ„ใฆๆ‚ถ็ตถใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸไปฒ้–“ใ‚’้ฃ›ใณ่ถŠใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆ•ฐ้ ญใŒไธ€ๅบฆใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซๆกใฃใŸ้ŽŒใ‚’ใ€ใใฎใ†ใกไธ€้ ญใฎ้ก”้ขใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็œผ็ƒใ‚’่ฒซใใ€่„ณใ‚’็ ดๅฃŠใ—ใŸ้ŽŒใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพ้ ญ่“‹้ชจใซๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ŽŒใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆๆญปไฝ“ใ”ใจๅˆฅใฎไธ€้ ญใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใŸๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€้ ญใซๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๅบฆใซไธ‰้ ญใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็ด ๆ‰‹ใฎใพใพ่ตฐใ‚Šใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซ้ผปใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’่ธใฟๆŠ˜ใฃใฆๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ ๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่…ฐใฎๅˆ€ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ๆœจใ‚’่ƒŒใซใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ่ฑนๅž‹ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใซๆฏ”ในใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅผฑใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ใ‹ๅผฑใ„ๅ‹•็‰ฉใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใฎใฏ่ถฃๅ‘ณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใŒ......ใ€ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ญ้ ญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใพใ ๆˆฆใ†ๆฐ—ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚็ด ๆ‰‹ใซใชใฃใŸไบ‹ใงใ€้ฉš็•ฐๅบฆใฏไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ŠใณใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซๅŠ่บซใซๆง‹ใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๅ…ญ้ ญใฏไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ้ฃ›ใณใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใฆๅ™›ใฟใคใใซๆฅใŸไธ€้ ญใฎๅ‰่ถณใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงไป–ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใซใถใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่†ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใใซๆฅใŸใฎใ‚’ใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ่ถณใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใ€่ถณๅ…ƒใซ็ชๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅ–‰ใ‚’่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพๆœจใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ›žใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใคใ‹ใฟใ€ๆœจใฎๅนนใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚Šใ€ใจ้ ญ่“‹ใŒๆฝฐใ‚Œใ‚‹้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’้›ขใ™ใจ่ก€ใงไธ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใ‚’ๆใ„ใฆใ€ๅœฐ้ขใธใจ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅˆฅใฎไธ€้ ญใŒๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใจไธญๆŒ‡ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ€ไธ‹้กŽใซๅผ•ใฃๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใƒณใ€ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ้ฃ›ใณใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใง้กŽใŒๅค–ใ‚Œใ€ใใฎใพใพ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใฆๆŠ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎไธ€้ ญใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰้ฆ–ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆ็‰™ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพŒใ‚ใซไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใฆๅœฐ้ขใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅฟƒ่‡“ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ก€ใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฏๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ไนฑใ‚ŒใŸ้“็€ใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใงใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅญฆใ—ใŸๆ„Ÿๆƒณใฏ?ใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ๆœฌใฎๅคงๆœจใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใฅใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€่žใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ„่ƒฝๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใช......ใ€ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€่€ณใฎ้•ทใ„็”ทใŒๅคงๆœจใฎๅฝฑใ‹ใ‚‰ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ไฟบใจ้ŠใณใŸใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฅฝๆˆฆ็š„ใ ใชใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€ ใใ†ใ‹ใ€ใคใพใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ‘Ÿใใจใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็”ทใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆๆกˆใ‚’ๆŒใกใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏ็งใŸใกใฎๅ›ฝใงๅƒใๆฐ—ใฏ็„กใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฏ?ใ€
Chapter 105: Crawling Advancing through the path which had only the small, simple undergrowth trimmed, he arrived at the barrier's location right away. "This is the barrier, huh?" (Hifumi) Above the path, there is a hole to the degree of him being able to pass if he cowers a bit. Hifumi touched the barrier with a finger, but except a feeling similar to going a bit numb, it had a sensation like plastic which got cooled down. "It looks like it would break if I hit it, but... well, I leave that for later." (Hifumi) He passes through the hole speedily and without delay. Once Hifumi adjusts the place of the katana on his waist, he walks ahead, not slowly but neither hurried. The forest continues even when he goes through the barrier, however compared to the forest where the elves live, Hifumi felt that the air has obviously become clear. Though it's natural, but there are no elven corpses on any of the trees. "Shall I try going straightforward?" (Hifumi) The path continues towards outside the forest in a distance. He tried asking Zanga and Puuse before passing through the barrier, but the two didn't know how the demons live their lives or what's life like on the other side of the barrier. Hifumi decided to walk ahead by following the path "for some reason or another." And after he walked for around an hour, the trees became too sparse to call it a forest and he became able to see far ahead. The forest's parts became vague and before him realizing it the visibility improved. "A city... huh?" (Hifumi) With the forest ending, grey walls, appearing to be made out of stone, can be seen far ahead after following the path. Is it because there's still quite a distance? It's yet not clear whether there are people or not, but there's a place where a part of the wall is heightened. Hifumi judged that it might be something like a watchtower for the sake of guarding or a gate. "For the time being I will go there..." (Hifumi) Just in the midst of saying that, Hifumi swiftly dodged and rolled on the ground. Right next to his side, a beast with the same physique as Hifumi cuts through. "A monster, eh?" (Hifumi) At the moment he got up, Hifumi is already grasping the unsheathed katana in his hand. The monster and him face each other. It was a monster with an appearance similar to a leopard possessing a flexible body. Without any intention to hide its sharp claws, it is tightly and powerfully grasping the ground. Due to the opponent being a monster which displays its intimidation by snarling, Hifumi stepped forward with his right foot and took a stance as if thrusting the katana at his opponent. "It seems to be stronger than the monsters around Orsongrande." (Hifumi) Hifumi wasn't able to sense its presence until it came quite close for its surprise attack just now. If its speed had been a bit higher, he might have received damage from its first attack. "Leopard, eh? It might be different from beastmen, but I wonder how?" (Hifumi) Once he swings the point of the katana as if luring it, the monster makes a growl as if it was irritated. In the middle of their confrontation, when Hifumi suddenly raised the katana in an overhead position, the monster, judging it as opportunity, leapt on him with its blank claws. "Oh?" (Hifumi) It was faster than Hifumi had expected. While letting the forepaw, which was precisely aimed at his neck, go past by advancing forward diagonally, he hit its jaw with the pommel. "Gyan!" The monster, which whined as it was unable to endure, tries to take a distance by dashing in a circle. However, Hifumi has predicted that and presses forwards in a straight line. When he gets right in front of it, it opens its large snout in order to attack him. "Conversely, that is your weak point." (Hifumi) He thrusts the katana towards the throat of the monster while pushing the pommel with his waist. The thrust, which put the blade sideways, pierced even the medulla oblongata while experiencing only little resistance. "Guu..." The monster tried to strongly snap at the katana's blade, but that was the extent of its opposition. Pressing his foot against its forehead, Hifumi pulls out the katana. Placing a paper on the blood-smeared katana, he wipes it clean in one go. The blade had rubbed against the sharp fangs, but it has already regained its original radiance. "I see. Even if you put the demons aside, the monsters are strong as well, eh?" (Hifumi) I might be able to enjoy myself with something else besides my original objective "Does that mean that it's possible for a demon king to appear?" (Imeraria) "There are such rumours among the people on the streets." (Adol) Prime Minister Adol avoided the affirmation of Imeraria's question. "... Isn't it possible to verify the truth? Or are there some problems?" (Imeraria) "No, there are no problems." (Origa) The other person who is present at this place opened her mouth. Origa was visiting the castle for the sake of helping in the research of the sealing magic. For the period of several days in this place, she has taken and been staying at an inn in the capital. All of her just 5 attending soldiers are women. The security measures are strangely weak-levelled for the wife of an Earl. Though there is the incident of her instantly killing the thugs who were hired by young nobles who have grudges against Hifumi and moreover her crushing those young nobles in one night, she made sure to abstain from interacting with other nobles. And the capital's nobles, who felt her to be eerie, don't approach Origa either. On the other hand, since she is the feudal lord's representative of Fokalore, which was at the forefront in regards to industry and commerce, merchants and craftsmen come visiting her without interruption for the sake of greetings and studying. Without discrimination, Origa dealt with those commoners and at times she even taught them valuable techniques for free. "The hero's wife isn't an ordinary person after all." is her reputation, but although nobles and commoners mean that in different ways, it didn't take long for it to spread widely. Of course such talks have reached Imeraria's ears as well. However she doesn't touch that topic. "You saying that there are no problems must mean that there's some reason. Could you please elaborate?" (Imeraria) "Your Majesty, that way of talking to me is unnecessary. If my husband is Your Majesty's retainer, then I, who am his wife, shall serve Your Majesty as well." (Origa) Due to Origa making that statement smoothly, Imeraria was disappointed that "she doesn't really mean it", but she was at least able to make sure that this wasn't revealed on her face. "I'm someone showing proper respect towards Hifumi-sama. I believe it should be the same towards you who is his spouse. So, would you mind answering my question?" (Imeraria) "My husband is currently investigating the person who is behind those strengthened monsters. In addition, our Earl Tohno feudal army intends to give instructions in combat techniques to each nation and area without sparing any efforts." (Origa) "Is the idea of teaching those combat techniques originating from Hifumi-sama?" (Imeraria) "Even to foreign countries... that will also depend on whether it will become act which serves the interests of the enemy..." (Adol) Adol shyly expressed his worries towards the details Origa talked about as if they were something wonderful. Origa's reply which confronts those worries begins with a smile. "Foreign countries... Vichy and Horant are learning techniques from us. Even if they turned against us, for argument's sake, it's very possible to deal with them." (Origa) "H-However, in case they aimed at another place than Fokalore..." (Adol) Once Adol mentions the matter he fears once more, Origa's laughing intensifies. "Do not worry, Your Excellency, the Prime Minister." (Origa) Her tone is filled with confidence to the brim. "Even in such case we will have the privilege of helping out with at least "sufficient resistance."" (Origa) She doesn't talk about winning. Neither does she say that Fokalore will suppress them. She just guarantees "to resist" them. "... Then, let's deal with it in each territory. Watching the state of affairs, we will dispatch war potential from the country at any time." (Imeraria) "At the time of doing that, the Tohno Earldom will also cooperate with you at full power." (Origa) Imeraria and Origa smile while looking at each others faces. "So, let's continue the magic research." (Imeraria) "Yes, let's do that." (Origa) Standing up together, the two headed towards the reference room while the sounds of their heels resounded. Having been left alone, Adol sighed into the silence. Hifumi, who slowly approached the place which appeared to be a city, noticed a battle raging in its vicinity. Getting close to a distance so that he can watch the situation, he takes up position in the shade of a tree. "Demons, eh?" (Hifumi) Against the backdrop of the wall, around 30 demons are struggling against the same number of wolf-type monsters. A remarkably tall demon shouldered a big long sword of approximately the same length as himself and dove into the pack of monsters leading the charge. While rotating like a spinning top and brandishing his shouldered long sword with the momentum of dashing, he tore the monsters into shreds. With the other demons adding fire and lightning spells, the monsters, who were just overwhelmed by the pressure, fled in all direction once their numbers decreased to less than half in the blink of an eye. Without recklessly chasing, the male demons quickly confirm the damage and walk towards the direction of the city while being vigilant of the surroundings. Once Hifumi looked in the direction of their heading, he discovered a door, which appeared to be the entrance, at one part of the wall. He ponders while having folded his arms. "Their fighting strength is high? Shall I call out to them from here? Or shall I do so after taking a look at the city?" (Hifumi) Even if I entered the city just like that, it will require much effort to search fellows, who are capable in fighting, one by one "Hearing that there are several strong guys here... mm?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who noticed the threatening air, swiftly took out his kusarigama. The wolf monsters, which were earlier repelled by the demons, have apparently switched their target to Hifumi next. A pack of around 10 of them surrounds Hifumi. "I see. The monsters in this neighbourhood are skilled at erasing their presences." (Hifumi) If it means that they can ruthlessly compete with such monsters, the average fighting strength of demons might be high "Bufu!?" The monster which had suddenly the tip of its nozzle hit by the iron counterweight, faints in agony while sprouting blood. Making sure to jump over their comrade which had suffered the attack, several monsters assaulted Hifumi all at once. The sickle, grasped in his left hand, strikes the face of one of the monsters among them. Going through its eyeball, the sickle which destroyed the brain gets stuck in the skull. Wielding it as is, Hifumi struck another monster with the corpse by throwing the sickle. In exchange he reeled in the counterweight and threw it at yet another monster. Hifumi, who had killed 3 monsters in one swoop, advances unarmed and kills the monster, whose nose had been bashed in the beginning, by stepping on its head. "... Alright." (Hifumi) Feeling the feedback, Hifumi stood against the back of a tree without touching the katana at his waist. Compared to the leopard monster from a while ago, they are weak. "Hurry up, it's not my hobby to kill frail animals, but..." (Hifumi) Once he looks at the remaining six monsters, it seems that they still have the will to fight. They might have judged that the level of threat fell with him having become unarmed. "I will entertain you if you want to play." (Hifumi) The six monsters simultaneously leap at Hifumi, who put up his right hand in front at half length. Grabbing the forepaw of one of the monsters which came biting at him with its snout open, he throws it at another monster. Dodging by swiftly drawing back his foot from one which came to claw at his knee, it came into a conspicuous spot under his feet and he kicked its throat. Being surrounded by trees in a circle, Hifumi seized the neck of a monster which came jumping at him and slapped it into the trunk of a tree. With a wet sound of the skull being crushed, it makes a beeline of blood once Hifumi removes his hand while dropping to the ground. Another monster comes snapping at him, but straightening the middle finger and the index finger, Hifumi hooks its lower jaw with them. Having its jaw dislocated by the force of its own leap with a *wobble*, it cocks its head in puzzlement and fold just like that. The last monster aimed its fangs at his neck from behind Hifumi. Hitting the back of Hifumi who had willingly stepped back, its balance crumbled and it dropped to the ground. At that moment Hifumi struck the area around its heart. Coughing up blood, the monster ceased moving. "Phew..." (Hifumi) While correcting his dishevelled dougi, Hifumi breathed out. "... So, what's your impression after observing the battle?" (Hifumi) Turning around, Hifumi throws those words at a large tree. "I was noticed, huh? You have a higher ability than I heard of those called humans..." A man with long ears, who seems to be a demon, appeared from the shadows of the large tree. "So, do you want to play with me as well?" (Hifumi) "You are quite belligerent. However, I will pass on that for now." When Hifumi muttered "Is that so? How boring", the male demon offered a suggestion to Hifumi. "Human, you don't have any inclination to work for our country, do you?" "... Ha?" (Hifumi)
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111.Dancing In The Moonlight ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎโ€œ็คซโ€ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใƒ™ใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ขใฎๅ’†ๅ“ฎใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅณใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใงๅˆ€ใ‚’็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใฆๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฟƒ่‡“ใซๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้Ÿณใ‚‚ใชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใฏใ€ๅผ•ใๆŠœใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ่ก€ใ‚’ๆปดใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใชใŠ่ผใใ‚’ๅคฑใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ•ใฆใ€ ๅˆƒใ‚’ๆ‹ญใฃใŸๆ‡็ด™ใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚Šๆจใฆใ€ใฒใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‰ใจ่ˆžใ„ๆ•ฃใ‚‹ใฎใซ็›ฎใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใšใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹้ฃใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใŒๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅฅณใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใฃ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใฏใ€ไฟบใซๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ€ใใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉๅˆบๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅณใจใ€ๅ€’ใ‚Œไผใ—ใŸใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใ€็„กๆฎ‹ใซไบŒใคๆŠ˜ใ‚Šใฎๅงฟใ‚’ๆ™’ใ™ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ขใฎไธ‰ไบบใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ้™ๅ‚ใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚!ใ€ ๆฌกใ€…ใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅณใŸใกใ€‚ ไธญใซใฏๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ่€…ใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใŸใŒใ€ๆ…ŒใฆใฆๆŠ•ใ’ๆจใฆใฆไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใฆๆ•ตๆ„ใŒใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใŸใกใฏใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่ชฟๅญใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ้ ‘ไธˆใชใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใŸใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’็ธฆใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎๆ‰€ใธ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ€ใตใจ่ถณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆไป–ใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎไธญใงใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅ‚ทใ‚’ๆฒปใ›ใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ็„ก่จ€ใงไบŒไบบใปใฉๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‚’ๆฒปใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใ„็‚นๆ•ฐ็จผใŽใซใชใ‚‹ใžใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒๅˆคใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบŒไบบใฏใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒๆฌกใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็Ž‹ใ ใžใ€‚ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆ˜‡้€ฒใ™ใ‚‹ใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใ ใ€ ใใ‚Œใซๅๅฟœใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ช็„ถไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่จ€่‘‰ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ ใ€ ๅˆ€ใ‚’้ž˜ใซ็ดใ‚ใ€ไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’่ชฟๆ•ดใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฎ็Ž‹ใฏไฟบใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ใŠๆœ›ใฟใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚็Ž‹ใŒๆญปใญใฐใ€ๅพŒ้‡œใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ›ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ? ไธ‡ไธ€ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใŒๅ‹ใฃใŸใชใ‚‰่ฒดๆ–นใŒ็Ž‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่‡ช็„ถใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€้ง„็›ฎใ ใ€ ไปŠใฎใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใŒ็Ž‹ใงใฏ้ง„็›ฎใช็†็”ฑใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฎใ‚ซใƒณใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎ็Ž‹ใฏๅผทใ„ใ—ใ€้ ญใ‚‚ๅ›žใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†็ชๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่ชฐใ‹ใŒไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฃใฆ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒ้ง„็›ฎใ ใ€‚ๆˆฆใ„ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€้€šใ‚Šใ‚„ใฃใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐๅนณๅ’Œใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ๅœๆปžใŒ่จชใ‚Œใ€ไบบใ€…ใŒๅ‘ฝๆ‡ธใ‘ใง็”Ÿใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒ็„กใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚็”Ÿใๅปถใณใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๅŠชๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ—ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€ ใฝใ‚“ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŸ„้ ญใ‚’ๅฉใใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ–็•Œใฎๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใฏๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ๆ‹ฎๆŠ—ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๆŽฅ่งฆใงใใ‚‹็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใซ็”Ÿๆดปใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใŒๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šๅ‘ฝๆ‡ธใ‘ใงๆˆฆใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๅฑ€้ขใงๅฆ‚ไฝ•ใซๆ•ตใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ๆŠœใใ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ในใใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…็งใชใฎ?ใ€ ไบŒไบบใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆฒป็™’้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็จใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฐกๅ˜ใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใชใ‚‰้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใฆ้€ƒใ’ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่‰ฏใ—ใจใ—ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๆˆฆใ„ๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅนณๅ’Œใจๅฎ‰ๅฎšใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใง้ ญใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ไธๅบฆใ„ใ„็จ‹ๅบฆใงใชใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅˆบๆฟ€็š„ใช็”ทใ ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ่ค’ใ‚่จ€่‘‰ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŠใใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ๅฟœ่žใใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ“ใธ่กŒใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Š?ใ€ ๆญฉใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใพใงๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ไฟบใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚......ใใ†ใ ใ€ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ๆ‰‹ๅœŸ็”ฃใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใชใ€ ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใใจใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใฏใใ‚ใใ‚ใจ่ท้›ขใ‚’ใจใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ๆ€–ใŒใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€ ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒณใ€ใจใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ ็Ÿญใ„้ซชใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใจไธ€่จ€ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆๅŽปใฃใฆใ„ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ็„ก่จ€ใง่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจ......้šŠ้•ทใŒ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใคใ„ใ•ใฃใๆฎบใใ†ใจใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€่‰ฏใ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๅ‘ฝไปคใงๆธ‹ใ€…ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ๆฒป็™’้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆˆใ‚Š่กŒใไปปใ›ใซใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ‚ใ€ ๆœใซไป˜ใ„ใŸๅœŸๅŸƒใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ„ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏๆœใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใŸใ€‚ ๆฎดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใซใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใŒ่ฃ‚ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใง่ฉฑใŒ้€ฒใ‚€ใฎใฏใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ฏใ ใ‚ใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใŸใกใฏใ€ๅฅฝใใซใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๆ€–ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใฉใ“ใ‹ใซ้š ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่กŒใๆœซใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ„ใฆใŠใ„ใงใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆๆญฉใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใซใ€ใใฎๅ ดใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅŠๆ•ฐใŒ่ฟฝๅพ“ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆญฉใฟใฏๆฌก็ฌฌใซๆ—ฉใใ€ๅŸŽใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚ŠๅฃใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใŸ้ ƒใซใฏใ€่ตฐใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใซใ€ไบบ้–“!?ใ€ ใ€Œๆญขใพใ‚Œใ€ๆญขใพใ‚Œ!ใ€ ้–€ใฎๅ‰ใซใฏไบŒไบบใฎ็•ชๅ…ตใŒใŸใกใ€ๅคœๆ˜Žใ‘ใ‚’ๅพ…ใคๆš—ใ„่ก—ไธญใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’็ทฉใ‚ใ‚‹ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๆ›ดใซใ‚ฎใ‚ขใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅซใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฎๅ‰ใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๆ–ฌใ‚‹! ้ฟใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๆฎบใ•ใ‚“!ใ€ ใใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšไธ€ไบบใŒ้ฃ›ใณ้€€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ฟใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไบ‹ใซๅพŒๆ‚”ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅŒๅƒšใฎๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ็•ชๅ…ตใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่…ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใๆ‰“ใกใซๆ”พใฃใŸๅ‰ฃๆ’ƒใŒใ€ๅŒๅƒšใจๆœจ่ฃฝใฎๅคง้–€ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่กๆ’ƒ็š„ใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’้–“่ฟ‘ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚็„กใไธกๆ–ญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚ขใจๅ…ฑใซๅŸŽใฎๆ•ทๅœฐใฎๆ–นใธใจ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ๅผตใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใฆๅคงๆšดใ‚Œใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใญใ€ ๅˆ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ๆต็Ÿณใซใ€่ฝŸ้Ÿณใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅทฎใ—ๆ”ฏใˆใชใ„ๆดพๆ‰‹ใช้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸๅŸŽ้–€ๅ‰ใซใฏใ€ใ‚พใƒญใ‚พใƒญใจ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใŒ้›†ใพใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใคๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚Šใจใ€ๆฒนๆ–ญใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚พใ‚ฏใƒชใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซๅฏ’ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€ๆ€–ใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ่จ€่‘‰ใจใฏ่ฃ่…นใซใ€้ก”ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆˆฆใ„ใฎๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใฏใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒๆ”พใฃใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๆŠฑใˆ็จ‹ใฎๅคงใใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹็ซใฎ็Ž‰ใฏใ€ไธ€ๆญฉใ ใ‘่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใšใ‚‰ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่„‡ใ‚’้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใŸใŒใ€ใใฎ่กŒใๅ…ˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใใ‚ˆใ่จ“็ทดใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‹•ใใงใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆๆ•ฐๅใŒๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใฆ็ชๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚‹ใชใใ€‚ใ ใŒ!ใ€ ใ‚ฐใ‚คใจ่ฟซใฃใฆใใŸๆงใฎ็ฉ‚ๅ…ˆใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใฒใจๆŒฏใ‚Šใ—ใŸๅˆ€ใงๆ•ตใฎๅ‰่…•ใ”ใจๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฏๅ‰ฃใ€‚ ๅ…จใฆใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใใ€ไบ’ใฎๅˆƒใ‚’ๆฌ ใ‘ใ•ใ›ใŸใ ใ‘ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃ......ใ€ ่…•ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ–‰ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใฆๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใ€ๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’็ฉบๆŒฏใ‚Šใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆ็ถšใ‘ใซไบŒไบบๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ ๆ›ดใซ่ตฐใ‚Šใ€ๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใใŸ้€ฃไธญใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใใ‚‹ไธ€ๅ›ฃใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ!ใ€ ็Ÿณ็คซใŒใ€็ช้ขจใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ…จ่บซใ‚’ๆ‰“ใคใ€‚ ่‡ดๅ‘ฝ็š„ใช้ƒจๅˆ†ใซใ‚ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๅˆ€่บซใงๅผพใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐšใ‚‚่ฟซใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆๆ€–ใ—ใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใฏใ€ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ“ใจใง็›ดๅพ„ไธ€ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใซใ‚‚ๅŠใถๅทจๅคงใช็ซ็ƒใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฏใ‚’ๅใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅคงไธŠๆฎตใซๆง‹ใˆใŸๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ ็ถบ้บ—ใซไบŒใคใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใŸใ‚ŒใŸ็‚ŽใฎๅกŠใฏใ€ๅˆ€ใซ็†ฑใ ใ‘ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใ‚Šใคใ‹ใ›ใ€้œงๆถˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฏพ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚ใ€ใ ใ„ใถๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ€ใ‹ใชใ€ ็Ÿณ็คซใงๅ…จ่บซใซ็ดฐใ‹ใชๅ‚ทใ‚’ไฝœใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใพใ ๆฏใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ็ฐ่‰ฒใƒžใƒณใƒˆใฎๅฅณใฏใ€้ข็™ฝใ„ๆŠ€ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใŸใžใ€ ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ขใฎๅ’†ๅ“ฎใฏใ€้Ÿณใ‚’ๆ‰ฑใ†้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไธ€็จฎใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใจใฃใฆใฏไธ€็™บ่Šธๆ‰ฑใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้žๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฃœใ†ๅทฅๅคซใ‚’ใ—ใŸไบ‹ใงใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่ฉ•ไพกใฏใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใฃใจ่‰ฒใ€…่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ๆˆ้•ทใงใใ‚‹ใ€ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆญฃ็œผใซๆง‹ใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ ฌใ‚’ๆตใ‚Œใ€ๅฃใฎ็ซฏใซ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸ่ก€ใ‚’ใ€่ˆใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๅŸŽ้–€ๅ‰ใซ้›†ใพใฃใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏ30ๅใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใงใซๆญปไฝ“ใจๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฏ3ไบบใ€‚ใพใ ใพใ ๆ•ฐใฎๆœ‰ๅˆฉใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๆฐ—ๅ‹ขใฏๅœงๅ€’็š„ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไธŠใ ใ€‚ ็–ฒใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ๆญฉใฟใฏใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’่ธใ‚€ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆต้บ—ใงใ€ใฒใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‰ใจๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹่ขดใŒ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใ‚’่ช˜ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ่ฟ‘ๆŽฅๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใค่€…ใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่‚‰่–„ใ—ใ€ใใฎ่…นใซๅˆƒใ‚’็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆŸ„้ ญใงๆ‰‹ใฎ็”ฒใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€้›ขใ—ใŸๆญฆๅ™จใŒๅœฐ้ขใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ้ ญใ‚’ๅฉใๅ‰ฒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๆญปใฌใ€‚ ้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๅˆƒใ‚’ใ€ๅˆ€ใงๆฌกใ€…ใซๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅณใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ่ฟซใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ—ใ‹ใงใใšใ€ๆŠตๆŠ—ใชใ็ดฐใ„้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่†ใ‚’่นดใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฏใ€้€†ใซๆ›ฒใŒใฃใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่†ใ‚’ๅ‘†็„ถใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’่ฒซใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ใณ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๅˆไฝ“ใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅŒๅƒšใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏใ€ใ™ใงใซใใฎๅŒๅƒšใŒไธก็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ€้ฉšใ็กฌ็›ดใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธก็›ฎใ‚’ๅˆ€ใง่ฒซใ‹ใ‚Œใ€่„ณใ‚’ๅฃŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€่ก€ใฎ็‹‚ๅฎดใฏ็ถšใใ€‚ ๆ—ฅไธญใซใฏไธ€่ˆฌใซ่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใฎๆ†ฉใ„ใฎๅ ดใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅˆฉ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅŸŽ้–€ๅ‰ใฎๅบญๅœ’ใฏใ€ๆญฆ้ชจใช็Ÿณ้€ ใ‚Šใฎๅฃใซ่”ฆใŒๅทกใ‚Šใ€ๅญฃ็ฏ€ใ”ใจใซใฏ่‰ฒใจใ‚Šใฉใ‚Šใฎ่ŠฑใŒๅ’ฒใใ€‚ไปŠใฎๆ™‚ๆœŸใฏไป„ใ‹ใซ็”˜ใ„้ฆ™ใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ”พใค็œŸใฃ็™ฝใช่ŠฑใŒๅ’ฒใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ้ฆ™ใ‚Šใฏใ‚€ใ›่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ก€ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใซใ‹ใๆถˆใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ผปใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใจๅธใ„่พผใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆฏใ‚’ๅใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ใพใ ๅŠๅˆ†ไปฅไธŠๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ„ใญใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆฅฝใ—ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚„ใ€ ๆ‡็ด™ใง่ก€ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็ดๅˆ€ใ—ใฆ็ด ๆ‰‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธกๆ‰‹ใฎๆŒ‡ใ‚’็ตกใพใ›ใใ‚Šใใ‚Šใจ้–ข็ฏ€ใปใใ™ใจใ€้š™ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆๆ•ตใŒ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆงใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็”ทใฏใ€่ธใ‚“ๅผตใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใกๆญขใพใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฝ“้‡ใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใฆ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆงใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ช˜ๅฐŽใ—ใŸใ›ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซใฏๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ็ซ‹ใกๆญขใพใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใคใพๅ…ˆใŒ่‚ก้–“ใ‚’่นดใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ๆณกใ‚’ๅ™ดใ„ใฆ่†ใ‚’ใคใใ€ๆ‰‹้ ƒใช้ซ˜ใ•ใซใชใฃใŸ้ ญ่“‹ใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่‚˜ใŒๅฉใๅ‰ฒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ผป่ก€ใ‚’ๅ™ดใ„ใฆๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’่ธใฟ็ •ใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงๅ†ใณ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฎๅผทใ•ใ‚‚็›ธๅฝ“ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎๅ‰ฃใฏใ€้ฉš็•ฐใ ใชใ€ ๅŸŽใฎ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‚ใ‚‰ใงใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใŒไฝ‡ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ™ใ”ใ„ใชใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ็ซ็ƒใ‚’ๅฉใๅ‰ฒใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใžใ€ ่ฆ‹ไธ–็‰ฉใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚€ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏๆทฑๅˆปใช้ก”ใง้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใใ‚‰ใใ€ใ‚ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใฎๅŠ›ใงใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆฃฎใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆๆฅใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚่บซไฝ“่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๆณจ็›ฎใ™ในใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใ€ไธ‡ใŒไธ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใธไพตๅ…ฅใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็Ž‹ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ไปฅใฆใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŸใ‚„ใ™ใๆฎบใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ€ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใฎ้‹ญใ„่ฆ–็ทšใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅƒ•ใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Š่ณญใ‘ไบ‹ใฏๅฅฝใใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹โ€œใ ใ‚ใ†โ€ใชใฉใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€ๅฅฝใใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅ‹ฟไฝ“็„กใ„ๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚’ไฝฟใŠใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใฏใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๆ‚ฉใ‚€ๆ ผๅฅฝใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใใ‚‰ๅผทใ„ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ใพใ ใพใ ๅ…ตใŸใกใฎๆ–นใŒๅœงๅ€’็š„ใซๅคšๆ•ฐใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไพตๅ…ฅใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚็งใŒใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅพก่บซ่‡ชใ‚‰ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ‚Œใšใจใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒกใ ใชใใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใ€‚ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ไฟกใ˜ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚ใ€ใจใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใŒ็›ฎ็ทšใงๅŸŽ้–€ๅ‰ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฟƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„้ญ”ไบบๆ—ๅดใฏๅฃŠๆป…ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„็จ‹ใซๆ•ฐใŒๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ€็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใฎๅ€ใปใฉใฎไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œไผใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฏใฃ! ใ‚ใ„ใคใฏ้ข็™ฝใ„ใชใ€‚็ด ๆ‰‹ใงๅƒ•ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใžใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆฆๅŠ›ใซใ—ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€ ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใฏใ€ใŠใ‚‚ใ‚€ใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๆˆฆใ†ไบ‹ใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ่จ€ใฃใŸใจใŠใ‚Šใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚’ใŠๅ‰ใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅƒ•ใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ‚‹ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅพกๆ„ใ€ ๆˆฆๅ ดใจใชใฃใŸๆญฃ้–€ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใฏ่ถณ้Ÿณใ‚‚็ซ‹ใฆใšใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใใ€ไพๅฅณใŒไบŒๅไป˜ใๅพ“ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏใ€ๅ†ใณๆˆฆๅ ดใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ€ใ‹ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็นๆ „ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ......็Ž‹ใฎๆ‚ฒ้ก˜ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€่ธใฟๅฐใจใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€ ่ชฐใซใ‚‚่ดใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ„่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅใๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏ็Ž‹ใŒๆœ›ใ‚“ใ ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใŸใ‚ใ€ใใฃใจ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใ€‚
Chapter 111: Dancing In The Moonlight Hifumi stabbed the katana expressionlessly into the female demon, who received the "pebble" thrown by Hifumi and on top of it suffered the yell of Bennia, and killed her with that. The katana's point, which pierced into her heart as if being drawn in, hasn't lost its radiance though it has blood trickling down once it's pulled out. "Well then." (Hifumi) Throwing away the paper he used to wipe the blade, Hifumi looked at the remaining female demons without paying attention to the flickering in his eyes. "How about you guys?" (Hifumi) "H-How, you say..." One of them unintentionally opened her mouth. Hifumi directed his sight at that woman. "Hii..." "That one died because she was hostile towards me. That one and that one as well." (Hifumi) The ones Hifumi pointed at were the woman, who was stabbed to death just a moment ago, the fallen Beleth and Bennia, who showed a cruelly two-folded posture, those three. "So, what will you do?" (Hifumi) "I surrender!" "M-Me too!" One after the other the female demons raise their hands. There were some among them who held weapons as well, but freeing both their hands by throwing those away in a panic, they appealed that they have no hostile feelings. "Y-You guys are really just talk, so..." (Vepar) "Demons are sturdy after all." (Hifumi)magic Hifumi praised Vepar, who finally managed to raise her body, and nodded his head. Hifumi tried to head over to Vepar's location, but suddenly he stopped and surveyed the other demons. "Is there anyone who can heal wounds with magic amongst you?" (Hifumi) Silently two of them raise their hands. "Well, then it's fine for you to heal Vepar. It will let you earn some points." (Hifumi) The two, who don't understand the meaning of what they were told, look at each other. "This Vepar will be the next demon king. It's your chance to get promoted right away." (Hifumi) The one who reacted to that is Vepar but Hifumi pretended to notice that. "What are you saying all of a sudden..." (Vepar) "It's just what it means." (Hifumi) Sheathing the katana into its scabbard, Hifumi turns around while adjusting its position. "That's because the king here wishes to fight with me it seems. There has to be an heir if the king dies, right?" (Hifumi) "Do you think that you will be able to kill the king? If you won by some odd chance, it would be only natural for you to become the new king." (Vepar) "Well, that's no good." (Hifumi) "It's the same reason why the current king, Agathion, is no good either", Hifumi states. "It's no more than my intuition, but that king is strong. He is smart as well. It mustn't be allowed for someone who sticks out like that to obtain the world. Even if it happens through fighting, it will basically become peaceful once that's finished. Falling into stagnation, the people will live their lives without any desperation. The reason to strive hard for the sake of survival will vanish." (Hifumi) Hifumi hits the pommel with a *pon* "It's best if the world's powers are competing with each other as much as possible. And, while living in a range where they are able to get in contact with each other, they will fight with each other by literally risking their lives. They should ponder how to outwit their enemies in all kinds of situations." (Hifumi) "But, why me?" (Vepar) While receiving healing from the two responsible for it, Vepar glared at Hifumi. "That's easy. If it's you, you won't abandon or run away from the demon race. I don't approve of the demons dispersing. For the sake of being able to fight to the bitter end, the demons will have to frantically use their heads to achieve peace and stability." (Hifumi) "You are just the right person for that", Hifumi laughed. "... I knew that you were an exciting man, but it's far more than I imagined." (Vepar) "I will consider those words as praise." (Hifumi) "Just in case, let me ask, where are you going" (Vepar) Vepar, who recovered to a degree that she could finally stand up, called out to Hifumi who set out. "Of course, to the place of the fellow who is aiming for my life. ... Ah, true, that's right, it would be best if I brought him a present." (Hifumi) Once he smoothly draws out his katana, the demons start to take some distance nervously. "Don't be so scared." (Hifumi) Floating a wry smile, he cuts off Beleth's head with a *thump*. Everyone saw Hifumi, who grabbed its short hair and left while leaving the word "Well then" behind, silently off. "Umm... You will become the king, Captain?" "You are able to say that without shame though you tried to kill me just moments ago, eh?" (Vepar) "T-That was due reluctantly following orders!" Hearing the words of the little girl who cast healing magic on her, Vepar sighed. "Well, it's fine. I won't be able to be happy-go-lucky anymore now that it has come to this." (Vepar) Wiping off the dust sticking to her clothes, Vepar fixed her appearance. Although her skirt was torn at the time she was sent flying, she doesn't mind that. "Though, it's annoying that the story is advancing at an unknown place. You guys, do as you like. Hide yourselves somewhere if you are afraid. Follow me if you care about the fate of the demon race." (Vepar) Half the demons at that place followed Vepar who began to walk to chase after Hifumi. Hifumi's pace became gradually faster and at the time the castle came into view he began to run. "H-Human!?" "Stop, stop!" The two guards in front of the gate stood in the way of Hifumi who came running from the dark city which waits for daybreak. Notwithstanding, Hifumi, who raised his speed to another level instead of easing up on it, yelled, "I will kill you if you stand in my way! I won't if you let me through!" (Hifumi) Unintentionally, due to that voice, one of them jumped to the side. The guard, who looked in the direction of his colleague while regretting having jumped aside, was able to closely watch the shocking scene of Hifumi's sword attack, which was released by drawing the katana from his waist and attacking in the same stroke, cutting his colleague and the large, wooden front gate altogether. The soldier, who was cut in two without time to raise a scream, tumbles onto the castle's ground together with the door. "Well, let's go on an eager rampage, shall we?" (Hifumi) While looking at his katana, he mumbles as if addressing it. As one could expect, groups of demon soldiers gathered due to the castle's gate making a loud sound where one wouldn't object to call it a thunderous roar. As each of them were grasping their weapons or preparing to release their spells, carelessness wasn't present. A chill travelled down Hifumi's spine with a *shudder* "Oh, how scary!" (Hifumi) Contrary to his words, his expression is full of smiles. What started the battle was someone releasing their magic. The fireball, which has the size of around an armful, passed the side of Hifumi who evaded by simply taking one step. But he hasn't the leeway to watch its destination. With very practised moves several soldiers came charging with their weapons held in front while combining it with magic. "Not bad, but!" (Hifumi) The spearhead, which suddenly approached him, was sent flying by Hifumi cutting the spearhead including the forearm of his opponent with one swing by his katana. What remained was the sword. Without hitting Hifumi at all, it finishes with them simply missing each other. "Gyaaa!" "Uwaa..." Finishing off the demon, who lost his arms, by piercing his throat, he turns over the katans with his wrist and slays two soldiers, who stroke and missed, in succession. Furthermore he runs towards the group which shoots spells at him after surrounding him. "This!" The entire body of Hifumi, who is pressured by a gust of pellets, is hit. While repelling only those pellets which would hit fatal spots with his katana, the demons, who panicked due to Hifumi still approaching, created a huge fireball reaching around 1 m in diameter by releasing their spells simultaneously. While exhaling, Hifumi swung the katana he held overhead downwards. The lump of fire, which was cleanly cut in two, wraps just the katana in heat and vanishes like mist. "I got fairly used to its anti-magic property as well, I guess." (Hifumi) Even while suffering small wounds all over his body due to the pellets, Hifumi isn't out of breath. "Are you still able to do anything, I wonder? The woman in the grey mantle had an interesting skill." (Hifumi) Bennia's yell was a kind of magic manipulating sound, but Hifumi treated it as a gag. However, his evaluation of her for scheming to compensate for its powerlessness is fairly high. "Please show me a lot more. I will will be able to grow with that." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who set up his katana as if aiming at their eyes, licked the blood streaming down his cheeks with his tongue. The number of demons gathered in front of the castle's gate is above 30. 3 people have already been turned into corpses. It still doesn't change their advantage in numbers, but Hifumi is overwhelmingly above them in spirit. Fluently moving as if performing a dance without showing any fatigue, the swaying and fluttering hakama seems to be inviting the demons. A person close-by closes in upon Hifumi while holding their weapon. As he stabs the blade into their belly, he breaks the back of their hand with the pommel and smashes their head before the dropped weapon can hit the ground. The female demon, whose wind blades were scattered one after the other by the katana, is unable to do anything but getting frightened of Hifumi, who approached in front of her eyes. Her thin neck was severed without any resistance. A man, who tries to throw his sword and thrust his knee at Hifumi, is pierced in the heart while dumbfoundedly watching his own knee bending in the other direction. A demon, who tried to combine their magic with his colleague once again, suddenly discovers his colleague collapsed facing up while shedding blood from both their eyes. Having both his eyes pierced by the katana in the same way due to being petrified in surprise, his skull was crushed. The wild party of blood continues further on. The garden in front of the gate, which is generally open during daytime and used as place of relaxation for the common people, has ivies surrounding the boorish stone wall. Various flowers bloom there depending on the season. A pure white flower, which is releasing a faintly sweet scent during the current period, is blooming, but its scent was drowned out by the stench of blood as if being choked. Hifumi, who plentifully inhaled the scent of that flower, slowly breathed out through his mouth. "Well, isn't there still more than half of you remaining? That's nice. I will be able to enjoy myself even more." (Hifumi) Wiping off the blood with a paper, Hifumi returned the katana into its scabbard and became unarmed. Once he relaxed his joints with a creaking sound by entwining the fingers of both hands, he caught the spear of an enemy who saw this as a chance and pulled it towards himself. The male demon, who had his body dragged along, tries to stop it by bracing his legs, but the force of the spear, which was thrust out by putting his body's weight into it, isn't stopped easily as that was guided by Hifumi as well. At the time he finally came to a halt, he was kicked by Hifumi's toes in the nether region. Falling to his knees while bubbles foamed at his mouth, his skull, which was at a handy height, is crushed by Hifumi's elbow. Hifumi, who broke the head of the man, who collapsed while spouting a nosebleed, by stepping onto him, began to dash once again just like that. "That's it. That man's strength is considerable, but that sword is a miracle." (Agathion) Agathion, who looked down at the spectacle from a window of the castle, muttered while watching Hifumi's state. Phegor stands at his side. "That is amazing. It broke the fireball's magic into pieces." (Agathion) Phegor nodded with a serious expression at Agathion, who turned around while raising a laughter as if he was enjoying an exhibition. "I dare say that he surpassed the forest of the elves due to the power of that weapon. We should also pay attention to his physical abilities, but even if he invades into the castle in worst case, we will be able to kill him easily if we use the strength of the king, I guess?" (Phegor) "Phegor." (Agathion) Phegor is seized by Agathion's sharp look. "I'm not very fond of gambling. I dislike words such as "probably" can win." (Agathion) "Excuse my rudeness." (Phegor) "Although I feel like it's a bit wasteful, let's use the hall's device?" (Agathion) Agathion muttered after worrying over it for a while. "Please wait. No matter how powerful he might be, there's still an overwhelming number of soldiers left. Even if he trespasses into the castle, I will be there as well. Even if you don't move yourself..." (Phegor) "That's pointless, Phegor. You don't even believe yourself that the soldiers will be able to manage somehow, do you?" (Agathion) "Try looking", Agathon urged him on to observe the situation in front of the gate with his gaze. Having already decreased the number of demons to a degree of it being close to an annihilation, the number of people, who have fallen, is twice that of those who are still standing. "Yes, my liege! That guy is interesting. He is killing my soldiers while unarmed. If he wasn't a human, his war potential would be high." (Phegor) Agathion, who laughed while clapping his hands, suddenly stood up. "Phegor, I don't permit for you to fight him by yourself. Just as I told you moments ago, I leave the hall's device to you. I have to prepare myself to welcome him." (Agathion) "... At your will." (Phegor) Agathion leaves the room, where you can see the main gate which turned into a battlefield, without even making any footsteps. Two maids followed him. Seeing him off, Phegor dropped his look onto the battlefield once again. "Hifumi, huh? For the sake of the demon's prospering... for the sake of the king's dearest wish, I will have you become a stepping stone." (Phegor) Spitting out words he didn't intend for anyone to hear, Phegor quietly left the room in order to to operate the device as wished by the king.
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160.A Hard Dayโ€™S Night ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๆททไนฑใฏ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้šฃใฎๅ›ฝใงๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„็จ‹ใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใจใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใจใ—ใŸใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆต้ ˜ใฏ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ็”บใ€ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆใ€‚ ไฝๆฐ‘ใฎๅ…จใฆใŒๆญปไบกใ—ใŸใƒญใƒผใƒŒใซใฏใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’็ฎก็†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตใจใ€้ ˜ๅœฐ็ฎก็†ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ้งๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตใจใใฎๅฎถๆ—ใ€ไธ€้ƒจใฎๅ•†ไบบใใ‚‰ใ„ใ—ใ‹ไฝใ‚“ใงใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎใŸใ‚ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใงใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ใฆใใŸ้›ฃๆฐ‘ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€็ฉบใๅฎถใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใงๅ›ฝๅขƒใซ่ฟ‘ใใ€็ฎก็†ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ“ใฎ็”บใŒ้ธใฐใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ›ฝๅบซใซใพใ ไธๅฎ‰ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅฎฐ็›ธใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฎ็™บๆกˆใŠใ‚ˆใณ่ฆ่ซ‹ใงใ€้›ฃๆฐ‘ใฎไธ–่ฉฑใฏๅฝ“ๅœฐใ‚’้ ˜ๆœ‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซไธ€ไปปใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅบฆ้‡ใชใ‚‹ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ็ตŒ็†็Šถๆณใฏ็ซใฎ่ปŠใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅทฎใ—ๆ”ฏใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„้›ฃๆฐ‘ใ‚’้คŠใ†ไฝ™ๅŠ›ใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใงใ€ไฝ“ใ‚ˆใๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใŠใ†ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆต้ ˜ใฎๅฎŸๅ‹™ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šไป•ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šๅผ•ใๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ้š›ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้›ฃๆฐ‘ใงใฏใชใ้ ˜ๆฐ‘ใจใ—ใฆๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใˆใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ไบบๆไธ่ถณใ‚‚่งฃๆถˆใงใใพใ™ใ—ใ€ๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใงใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฅใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅฎ‰ใๅฅด้šทใŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€็ตŒ่ฒป็š„ใซใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆกˆใฏใ€ใใฎๅ ดใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จฑๅฏใŒไธ‹ใ‚ŠใŸใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ไปŠใฎใƒญใƒผใƒŒใซใฏไบบใŒใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใฎๆคœ้–ฒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ…ตใฎใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฝ™็จ‹ๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใ‹ๆ…‹ๅบฆใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใจใ‹ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„้™ใ‚Šใ€ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใธใฎ็ซ‹ใกๅ…ฅใ‚Šใฏ่จฑๅฏใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ๆ—ฅใ‚‚้‡Žๅฎฟใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚„ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใซๆ€ฏใˆใฆ้€ƒใ’ใฆใใŸไบบใ€…ใซใจใฃใฆใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใ—ใŸๅปบ็‰ฉใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใพใงๆ–กๆ—‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆ‰ฑใ„ใฏใ€ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ไปŠใพใงใฎ็”บใ‚„ๆ‘ใงใฎๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใ•ใˆใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฎถใ€…ใฏ็ฉบใๅฎถใซใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใปใฉ็ตŒใฃใฆใŠใ‚‰ใšใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ•ใปใฉ่‹ฆใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ ดๆใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใกใ‚“ใจ็”ณๅ‘Šใ‚’่กŒใ„ใ€ๆฐๅใ‚„ๅนด้ฝขใ€ๆฅๆญดใชใฉใ‚’็™ป้Œฒใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€ไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใช้ฃŸ็ณงใ‚„็”Ÿๆดป็‰ฉ่ณ‡ใฎๆ”ฏๆดใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใŸใ€‚ๆฅๆญดใฏใ€ๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใ‚ŠๆŒฏใ‚‹ๅ‚่€ƒใซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ™‚ใŒใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆˆฆๆณใŒ่‰ฏใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ไผใฃใฆใ€ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใธใจๆตๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹้›ฃๆฐ‘ใฎๆ•ฐใฏใ€ๆ—ฅๅข—ใ—ใซๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฎไบบใ€…ใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’่ชฐใŒๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใŸใ‹ใชใฉใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅฃใ€…ใซ็ดฐๅ‰ฃใฎ้จŽๅฃซใงใ‚ใ‚‹้ ˜ไธปไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็งฐ่ณ›ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใชใฉใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ†…ใ‚’ๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅŠ‡ๅ›ฃใŒใ€ๅคงไบบๆฐ—ใฎๆผ”็›ฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Ž็ดฐๅ‰ฃใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ€ใ‚’ใƒญใƒผใƒŒๅ†…ใงๆ ผๅฎ‰ใซใฆ้€ฃๆ—ฅไธŠๆผ”ใ—ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใใฎ็†ฑๆฐ—ใฏ็•™ใพใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ 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ใกใชใฟใซใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใ‚€ใฃใคใ‚Šใจ้ป™ใฃใฆไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใงใ€ใ‹ใคไป–ไบบใฎไป•ไบ‹ใถใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚็„กใ„ใฎใงใ€่จ€ใ„ๅˆใ„ใ‚„็‹ฌใ‚Š่จ€ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๆณจๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไฝ“ใ€ใชใ‚“ใง็งใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชๅ›ฝๅขƒใพใงๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚Œใชใใกใ‚ƒใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅˆฅใซ้šŠ้•ทๅ„ใฎ้€ฃไธญใซไปปใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไฟบใ ใฃใฆใใ†ใ ใ€‚่ทไบบใ‚„ใ‚‰่ฆ‹็ฟ’ใ„ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆ‹พใ„ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅ„ๅ•†ๆฅญใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฐใ‹ๅฏ„่ถŠใ›ใฐ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜้–ข้€ฃใฎ่จ“็ทดใ—ใ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใงใฏใ€ใ„ใใ‚‰้šŠ้•ทๆ ผใงใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ›ฝ่ปใจใฎๆŠ˜่กใฏ้›ฃใ—ใใ€ใพใŸไฝ•ใฎๆฑบๅฎšๆจฉใ‚‚ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ•†ๆฅญ้–ข้€ฃใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๅŒๅฃซใฎ่ชฟๆ•ดใฏใƒ‰ใ‚ฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒ่กŒใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไบบๅ“กใฎๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฏๆ—ฅๅธธ่Œถ้ฃฏไบ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ๅผทๆจฉใ‚’ไปฅใฆใใ‚Œใ‚’่กŒใˆใ‚‹ไบบๅ“กใฏๅฟ…่ฆใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ 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ๆ„š็—ดใ‚’่จ€ใ†ไฝ™่ฃ•ใ™ใ‚‰็„กใใชใฃใฆใ€ๆ›ธ้กžใฎๆŸใ‚„ๆ•ฐๅๅˆ†ๆฏŽใซๆŒใก่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ•้กŒใซ่พŸๆ˜“ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅนด้•ท่€…ไบŒไบบใŒไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ”พๆฃ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆ€’ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸๆฏๆŠœใใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ฏใฃใฆๅฅดใงใชใ€‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๅฟƒใฎไฝ™่ฃ•ใฏๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œในใ€ๅˆฅใซๆœฌๆฐ—ใงไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‚ˆ? ใ‚€ใ•ใ„็”ทใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ„š็—ดใฃใฆใฟใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ใ‚ใฆใฆๅผ่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆœบใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฑฑ็ฉใฟใฎๆ›ธ้กžใ‹ใ‚‰ใ”ใฃใใ‚ŠใจไบŒไบบใฎๅ‰ใซไธ€ๆŠฑใˆใฎๆŸใ‚’็งปใ—ใŸใ€‚ 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่ณ‡ๆ–™ใซใฏไบบๅฃๅ‹•ๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰็”ฃๆฅญๆง‹้€ ใฎๅค‰้ทใ€่ปใฎ็ทจๆˆใซใคใ„ใฆใชใฉใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‚’ไปปใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใŒใฟใฃใกใ‚Šใจๅ›ณ่งฃๅ…ฅใ‚Šใง่จ˜ๅ…ฅใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฃไบบๆ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€่ทๅ“กใŸใกใฏๅฟŒ้ฟๆ„Ÿใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€็ใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸไบบ็‰ฉใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ€…ใจใ„ใ†ๅๅฟœใ ใฃใŸใ€‚็‰นใซๅฅณๆ€ง่ทๅ“กใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€ใ†ใพใ„ๅ…ทๅˆใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ™ใƒผใƒˆใช่ฉฑใŒ่žใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ไธ‹ไธ–่ฉฑใช่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚‚ๅซใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใธ้ ˜ๅœฐใฎ่ณ‡ๆ–™ใ‚’ๅ„้ƒจ็ฝฒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจใ„ใ†ๆŒ‡็คบใŒๅ‡บใŸใจใใ€ๅฟ…่ฆไปฅไธŠใซๅผตใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ็ดฐใ‹ใชๆ›ธ้กžใŒไฝœๆˆใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฎๆ•ฐๆ™‚้–“ใฏ่ชฌๆ˜Žใจใ„ใ†ๅ็›ฎใงใฒใฃใใ‚Šใชใ—ใซ่ทๅ“กใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚Š็ซ‹ใกไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚’่จชใญใฆใใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใฏ้›†ไธญใงใใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒ็›ฃ็ฃใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅ‹‰ๅผท้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ„ใใ‚‰่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’ใใใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใงใพใฃใ™ใใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ€Œ็”จไปถใฏ?ใ€ใจ่žใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฎๅ‰ใงใ€้›‘่ซ‡ไบคใ˜ใ‚Šใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉ่ฑช่ƒ†ใช่ทๅ“กใฏใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใŠ่”ญใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏ็›ฃ่ฆ–ไป˜ใใง็ทŠๅผตๆ„Ÿๆผ‚ใ†้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅ”ธใ‚Šๅฃฐใ‚’BGMใซใ—ใฆๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€้ ๆ…ฎใชใ่žใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ ใจใ€่ฟ”ไบ‹ใฏใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€็ฌฌไธ€ๅฐ่ฑกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’โ€œๆ€–ใ„โ€ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏใ€ใกใ‚‰ใกใ‚‰ใจใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€่ณชๅ•ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‰ใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚‚ใ˜ใจๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ€ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใฎใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตๆง˜ใ€ๅฎถๅบญๆ•™ๅธซใŒๆ‰‹้…ใงใใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•™้คŠใฎใŠๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅค–ใงใฟใ‚“ใชใจ่จ“็ทดใ—ใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ้ง„็›ฎใงใ™ใ€ ใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใงใฏใชใใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒใดใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚Šใจไธ€่จ€ใ€ๅนณๅฆใชๅฃฐใง่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใซ้•ทใๅบงใ‚Šใฃใฑใชใ—ใงๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅฐป็—›ใใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏใ”่พ›ๆŠฑใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๆ•™้คŠ่ชฒ็จ‹ใงใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใชใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ๆฉŸไผšใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅ•้กŒใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใจๆถ™็›ฎใงๆŠ—่ญฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏๆทกใ€…ใจๆ•™้คŠใจๅ‹‰ๅญฆใŒ้ ˜ไธปใจใ—ใฆใฎ็ซ‹ใกๅฑ…ๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใ„ใซๅฆ‚ไฝ•ใซ้‡่ฆใช่ฆ็ด ใ‹ใ‚’ใใฉใใฉใจ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใง่žใ„ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚็–ฒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ๆทกใ€…ใจใ—ใŸ่ชฌๅพ—ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏไบ”ๅˆ†ๅผฑใงๆ นใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจๆ•™ๆœฌใฎๆ›ธใๅ–ใ‚ŠใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใงใฎใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆดป่บใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใง่ฆ‹ใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใปใฉใฎๅผท่€…ใŒใใ†ใฎ้Ÿณใ‚‚ๅ‡บใชใใชใ‚‹ใปใฉ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ‚„ใ‚Š่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ•‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ€ใŸใพใŸใพใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎ่ณชๅ•ใฏๅฝผๅฅณใŒๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใง่งฃๆฑบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใ†ใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅปถใ€…ใจใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใฏใ€็ง˜ๆ›ธ่ชฒ็จ‹ใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซ้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€ใใฎใพใพใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใจใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใธใฎๆ•™่‚ฒใซใคใ„ใฆๅปถใ€…ใจๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅฑ•้–‹ใŒ็นฐใ‚Šๅบƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฃใƒผใฏใ„ใ‚„ๅข—ใ™ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ทๅ“กๅฎคใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใซๆฅใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใฎ่ญฐ่ซ–ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆไธ€่จ€ๅ‘Ÿใใจใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใฏๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใšใซ้€€ๆ•ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 160: A Hard Day'S Night The chaos in Vichy is continuing, but for some strange reason Tohno Earldom, which included Fokalore, was calm to a degree that one wouldn't be able to think that there's a war going on in the neighbouring country. That is, except for the city at the border, Rhone. Besides the soldiers of Orsongrande, who are controlling the national border, the soldiers of Fokalore, who have been stationed there to govern the territory, their families and some merchants, no one lives in Rhone where all inhabitants died before. That's the reason why this town was chosen. It's easy to manage and close to the border while being filled with empty houses where refugees that escaped from the turmoil in Vichy can live. Upon the suggestion and appeal of Orsongrande's Prime Minister Adol out of worry over the royal treasury, it was decided to entrust the care of the refugees to Hifumi who is governing the area. In all honesty, it's no stretch to say that Orsongrande's financial situation is in a dire strait due to the continuous battles. It didn't have the monetary leeway to support refugees with especially as it's unknown by how much their numbers will grow. Accordingly it resulted in Orsongrande's government discreetly pushing it onto Hifumi, but Caim, who manages the operational business of Tohno Earldom all by himself instead of Hifumi, readily decided to take responsibility for the matter at hand. "It will be fine to take them in as residents and not as refugees on this occasion. It will also be possible to resolve the shortage in human resources. If we provide them a place to stay, they likely won't complain even about some slightly harsh jobs. If we consider it as procurement of cheap slaves, there won't be any issues regarding the expenses either." (Caim) Caim's idea immediately got Hifumi's authorization. For that reason the number of people in Rhone is now increasing rapidly. It's necessary for the refugees to get examined by Orsongrande's border guard and to furthermore receive a check-up by Fokalore's soldiers, but as long as they aren't overly suspicious or have a bad attitude, they will be given permission to enter Rhone. For the people, who ran away from the demons and reinforced soldiers in fear while sleeping outdoors for many days, the treatment of being legitimately assigned a house and being even offered work was better than the life in their villages or cities until now. Not that much time passed since all the houses became deserted. Thus, even if they have to do the repairs by themselves, the amount of bothersome damage to the houses is little. Once they registered things such as their full name, age and career by properly filing a report, they were even able to obtain a temporary support in food and daily commodities. The information about their career was to confirm whether there are any dubious parts, but it will also serve as reference to assign jobs to them. Factoring in the reality that the war situation isn't good, the number of refugees flowing into Rhone is increasing day by day. As they apparently absolutely forgot who it was that weakened their own country, many of those people are praising the feudal lord Hifumi who is also the Knight of the Slender Sword. Because a theatre troupe, which visited several places inside Orsongrande such as the royal capital, performed the highly popular play {Knight of the Slender Sword} for a prolonged time in Rhone for little money, the refugee's enthusiasm knew no bounds. "... To even call a theatre troupe, I believe that to actually be over the top." "If you got any complaints, take them up to the expressionless bastard in Fokalore." The temporary town hall set up in Rhone. In one of its rooms Doelgar and Miyukare continued a thorny dispute without taking their eyes off the documents and without raising their voices. This is a daily occurrence in the civil official's room in Fokalore. Even Brokra and at times Paryu will grumble about something while continuing their work. As it's a spectacle that can be observed especially well when their workload reaches a peak, Paryu, who was currently working in the same room together with those two, didn't pay any heed to their quarrel. By the way, since Caim is the type to do his work silently and moreover doesn't care about the way others work, he doesn't participate in the quarrelling and speaking to himself nor does he caution others about it. "In the first place, why do I have to be sent to the border? It would have been probably fine if we had left it to each of the commanding officers." "If you say that, it applies to me as well. Even in regards to picking out craftsmen and apprentices, it would probably finish quickly if each of the trade guilds sent someone over." In reality, for the soldiers who had received only training related to combat, it's difficult to negotiate with Orsongrande, no matter whether they obtained a commanding officer rank, and they also hold no right to make any decisions. Even in regards to trade; Doelgar is carrying out the regulation of the guilds. Because the scramble for personnel is a daily struggle, this is a task that has to be done by personnel who holds the power of the state. Though both of them understand that, they keep complaining about it, but this time Paryu, who was in the same room, was unable to ignore it. "... Doelgar-san, Miyukare-san, are you telling me to handle the documents here all by myself...?" (Paryu) "Uh..." Once the two, who had complained until now, turn their looks at Paryu, they see her exhausted expression with only her eyes gleaming with a glare. She's the one in charge of the family register. If the number of people in the territory increases, it becomes inevitable for additional work to visit her. Performing an investigation of all the people who crossed the border, and deciding on an appropriate handling for them after confirming all kinds of information is part of her post. As a matter of fact, the majority of staff members, who were made to follow those three, are her subordinates, but even then they are the busiest as well. They had even lost the time to complain. At the moment she was fed up with the problem of several bundles of documents being brought in every 10 minutes, she apparently got mad at her two seniors who started to talk about abandoning their work. "No, this is just a joke to vent a bit. Each of us is busy. That's why we need at least this much freedom of mind, right?" (Doelgar) "I-I didn't particularly plan to really abandon my work? I just tried to complain a bit since I have to always associate with filthy men." (Miyukare) In front of the two who were trying to justify their conduct in panic, Paryu swapped an armful of document bundles from the pile of documents lying on her desk towards them. "Doelgar-san, if you have freedom of mind, I leave this to you. It's the part of the people related to commerce and industry who registered to have work experience among the residents who have completely drawn-up official papers after entering the country. I intended to sort them according to their type of industry, but... since you have leeway, there won't be any problem, right?" (Paryu) "... Yes." (Doelgar) "Miyukare-san, this is the part among the documents about those, who reported to have been civilians in military employ in the past, I considered it necessary for them to receive a secondary check. Since there are plenty of women included here, please check them as the one in charge of military affairs." (Paryu) "... Got it." (Miyukare) "I will go to pick up the documents at the border", saying that, Paryu left the room. Immediately following that Doelgar and Miyukare spit out the air in their lungs and dropped their tensed shoulders. "It's the first time for me to feel frightened by a girl who's more than 10 years younger than me." "... Aren't you 20?" "I'm younger than Caim." Due to Miyukare opening her eyes widely in surprise while unable to speak, Doelgar cursed with a brief comment and started to fight against the documents which had increased by more than twice. The ones struggling hard in front of documents aren't just the civil officials who are on official business in Rhone. "Alyssa-sama, even if you groan, that doesn't make you progress through the textbook." (Caim) Being cautioned by Caim, Alyssa pursed her lips which had a pen in-between them. "Why do I have to do this?" (Alyssa) "As noble it's a necessary study to stand on your own as feudal lord. Alyssa-sama, you have to lead us for the residents, who are continuing to increase even now, as next head of the Earl household." (Caim) The smoothly explained details were ones even Alyssa had already agreed on. At the time when she was told the gist of her being accepted as adopted daughter by Hifumi, Alyssa rejected it as it was far too sudden, but decided to accept it in the end as she was beginning to become vaguely aware of the fact that the emotions she felt at the time when she headed to Horant were reliance towards a senior rather than love towards a man. Once it was decided that Alyssa will inherit the Earl household, Caim piled up his own textbooks which he prepared immediately and Brokra arranged for as many noble-like items as possible. Now they are looking for a private tutor to teach her the necessary etiquette for a noble lady. There hasn't been an official announcement to the residents about Alyssa becoming the heir, but those related to the territory's management and the soldiers, who heard about it from the staff, spread the story in less than a day.magic Since there are many people among the staff members of the feudal lord's mansion who don't know Alyssa well, there have been many bewildered voices. However, since it's hard to imagine for Hifumi, who is still young, to retire, they were able to accept it with "Isn't that one of his usual whimsical policies?" The soldiers were greatly delighted. There was also the feudal lord's side until now. That suppressed the degree of enthusiasm towards Alyssa more or less. But now they were excited that they should mainly guard her even in exchange for their lives, not with the attitude towards a superior officer as until now but from now on towards the heir. Setting aside such reactions of her environment, the person herself was simply happy about being able to become Hifumi's family, but because the predecessor Hifumi was too far apart from a noble-like life, the idea that he had become a noble didn't reach him at all. The next day after she consented to become his adopted daughter, she was heading towards Hifumi's office while racking her brain over an Alyssa-typical important matter of whether she should call Hifumi father and whether Origa will get mad if she calls her mother, but on the way she was caught by Caim and forced to study. And there's one more woman in the same room at her wit's end in front of a textbook. It's the one-eared rabbit beastman Viine. On the day they returned while bringing her along, she was introduced to the staff members with the new title "Secretary" added. Right now she's in the middle of systematically getting the documents prepared by the civil officials and staff members driven into her head for the sake of understanding the circumstances of the current Tohno Earldom and the knowledge necessary to support Hifumi's work. "It looks like my head's going to explode..." It's documents filled with earnest schematic entries and content after such things as the population's movements, the changes of industrial structures and the composition of the army were entrusted to Fokalore by Hifumi. As they had apparently no feelings of avoiding her, the staff members reaction was that of very deep curiosity towards the beastman Viine as the person who was brought along by Hifumi and as someone unusual. Especially the female staff members are harbouring slightly dirty interest wondering whether they will be able to hear about Hifumi's private life in a delicious manner. As result of that, they drew up more-than-necessary, finely-detailed documents in high spirits at the time when they were ordered to present the territory's documents of each department to Viine. Under the pretext of explaining those, staff members continuously visited Viine for few hours at start while changing places with each other. Since she couldn't concentrate in that situation, Caim had her move to the study room of Alyssa whom he is supervising. No matter how much interest they might have; in front of Caim, who asks [Your business?] while directly looking at them with no expression, there were no staff members that were bold enough to try starting an idle chat round. Thanks to that, it resulted in Viine being able to study with Alyssa's groans as BGM inside the room with a feeling of tension hanging in the air due to the continuous monitoring. "Please don't hold back and ask me if there are any parts you don't understand." (Caim) "Y-Yes." (Viine) Though she gave him an answer, Viine's first impression of Caim was her considering him At the time she was restlessly grasping a document tightly, the civil official Brokra knocked and entered the room. "Excuse me. Alyssa-sama, since I was able to arrange for a private tutor, the time for education will start from the day after tomorrow." (Brokra) "... I want to train outside with everyone." (Alyssa) "That's not allowed." (Caim) Not Brokra but Caim flatly comments with an indifferent voice. "If I study while keeping sitting for such long time, my butt will get sore!" (Alyssa) "Please endure it for a while. Since there's also dancing in the general education course, you will have the chance to move your body." (Brokra) "That's not the problem here", Alyssa objects with teary eyes. Due to that, Caim repetitively explains just how important education and studying is for the bearings of a feudal lord in a dispassionate manner. Due to the indifferent persuasion that seems to even tire out Viine who is just listening from the side, Alyssa threw the towel, 50% out of weakness, and returned to transcribing the textbook after saying "Got it." Viine, who saw Alyssa's great efforts in Horant with her own eyes, wondered that such a strong person was talked down with words to a degree that she couldn't even refute at all resulting in her having even more difficulty in dealing with Caim. Because Brokra discovered her look searching for help by chance, she tried to resolve it by receiving Viine's question, but the rabbit beastman, who will otherwise stay eternally afraid of Caim, might get locked up in the room without graduating the secretary curriculum. However, since it developed into an endless clash of opinions regarding Viine's education between Caim and Brokra, the pressure felt by Viine only increased. "Is this the staff room here?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who came to see the situation of Alyssa and Viine, muttered that comment after hearing the dispute and ran away without entering the room.
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175.Army Of Me ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจ็ฃไบบๆ—ไปฃ่กจใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎไผš่ซ‡ใฏใ€ๅ’Œใ‚„ใ‹ใซๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚„็ด…่Œถใซๅ–œใณใ€ใŠ่ฟ”ใ—ใจใ—ใฆๆŒใฃใฆใใŸๆžœ็‰ฉใฏใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅ†ทใ‚„ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒˆใ•ใ‚Œใฆ็„ผใ่“ๅญใฎๆจชใซไธฆใ‚“ใ ใ€‚็‘žใ€…ใ—ใใ€็ ‚็ณ–ใจใฏ้•ใฃใŸ็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใช็”˜ใ•ใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใพใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ—ใ„ๆžœ็‰ฉใงใ™ใญใ€‚่ฒด้‡ใช็‰ฉใชใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใŸใพใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ–ใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ—ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใซๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฏใ™ใใซ้ฃŸในใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใใคใ‹ไฟ็ฎกใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€่ฒฐใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ไธ€็žฌใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒไผธใฐใ—ใŸๆ‰‹ใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๆžœ็‰ฉใซ็ฝชใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ใพใŸไธ€ใคๆ‘˜ใฟไธŠใ’ใ€ๅฃใซ้‹ใถใ€‚ ๆžœๆฑใซๆฟกใ‚ŒใŸๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใ‚’ใƒใƒณใ‚ซใƒใงๆ‹ญใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฃŸในใฆใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใฏใ€ใŠ่ฉฑใŒ้€ฒใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ๅฑ…ไฝใพใ„ใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆ”นใ‚ใฆ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅบงใ‚‹ๅ…Žใฎ็ฃไบบใ€ใใฎ้šฃใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…Žใฎ็ฃไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ๅพŒใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใค็‹ผใ‹็Šฌใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€็”ทใฎ็ฃไบบใฏๆ€–ใ„ใฎใง่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใตใ‚ใตใ‚ใฎ็™ฝใ„ๆฏ›ใงใ€ใจใ‚ใ‚“ใจใ—ใŸๅž‚ใ‚Œ็›ฎใฎ็พŠ็ฃไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใ€็‹ผใ‚„่™Žใชใฉใ€็Œ›็ฃ็ณปใฎ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆŸใญใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบบ็‰ฉใซใฏใจใฆใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚้šฃใซๅบงใ‚‹ๅ…Žใฎ็ฃไบบใ‚‚ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆฐ—ใฎๅผทใใ†ใช็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใจใ„ใ†ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธธใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€่ฆ‹ๆ–นใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ–นใŒๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใพใ—ใใ™ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅฐ่ฑกใฏใ€Œไบบ้–“ใจๅคงใ—ใฆๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚่ญท่ก›ใฎ็Šฌใ ใ‹็‹ผใ ใ‹ใฎ็ฃไบบใฏใ€็ฃใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใฎ้ก”ใคใใ ใŒใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“ใฎ้ก”ใŒใ€้ผปๅ…ˆใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซโ€œใใ‚Œใฃใฝใ„โ€้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใชใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚็ฃไบบใฎไธญใงใ‚‚็จฎๆ—ใ‚„ๅ€‹ไบบใง้•ใ†ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใŠ่ฉฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€‚ๆŠ˜่ง’ใ“ใ“ใพใงๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใŠ่žใ‹ใ›ใใ ใ•ใ„ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใพใšไธ€ใค็›ฎใงใ™ใ€‚......ๆฅใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใฎไผš่ซ‡ใซใŠใ„ใฆใ€้™›ไธ‹ใฏใฉใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’็€ๅœฐ็‚นใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ„ใใชใ‚Šๆ ธๅฟƒ้ƒจๅˆ†ใธ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚€่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆ€ใ‚ใšใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’็จใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ่บพใช่ณชๅ•ใ ใจใฏๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๆœชๆฅใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ชฐใ‚‚ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€ŒๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅ‰็ทšใ‚’่ฆ‹ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€่ฒดๅ›ฝใฏๅ›ฝๅขƒใงๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’ๆŠผใˆใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใ‚‚ใ€่ฒดๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆใฏ่ขซๅฎณใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ‹ๅˆฉใฏ้–“้•ใ„็„กใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅ‹ๅˆฉใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€้žๅธธใซๅผทๅŠ›ใช้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใ„ใ†ๅ€‹ไฝ“ใ‚’ใ€ๆˆฆๅŠ›ใจใ—ใฆ็ต„ใฟ่พผใ‚€ใ“ใจใŒๅถใ„ใ€ไป–ใฎๅ›ฝใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚‚ๆฅฝใซใชใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚?ใ€ ๅ†ใณไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅๅ‰ใŒๅ‡บใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใง่ญฆๆˆ’ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’ๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚็œ ใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅฃฐใง็ดกใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€ใใฎ้Ÿณ่‰ฒใจใฏ่ฃ่…นใซๆˆฆใ„ใฎ่‰ฏใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใฎใฟใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไปŠใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใใ“ใซๆตใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชค่งฃใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใฎใงใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ้šฃๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ‚‚ใ€ใ‹ใฎๅ›ฝใฎๅ•้กŒใ‚’่งฃๆฑบใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใฏใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎ็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆๆ”นใ‚ใฆๅ‹้‚ฆใจใ—ใฆใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†็ตๆžœใซๆบ€่ถณใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ......ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€็‰นๆฎตใฎๅๅฟœใ‚’็คบใ•ใชใ„ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่ณชๅ•ใฎๆ„ๅ›ณใŒๆŽดใ‚ใšใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฏใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„่ฒดๆ—ๅฎถใฎๅฝ“ไธปใ‚’ๅผ•้€€ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่บซใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ้ƒฝๅˆใงๅ‘ฝไปคใงใใ‚‹็ซ‹ๅ ดใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใฎ่ค’็พŽใ‚’ไปฅใฆใ€ไพ้ ผใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใฉใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚’็ดๅพ—ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎ่ค’็พŽใ‚’็”จๆ„ใงใใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆใฏใŠๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็ฐกๅ˜ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใ€ไธ€่จ€ใงใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้ฎใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’่ฉ•ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใพใ ่‰ฏใ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€ใจไธๆ€่ญฐใชๅ„ช่ถŠๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœชใ ไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚็™บใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ™ใ‚‰็ทŠๅผตใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใชใฉใฏ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’็ฃไบบๆ—ใซๅค‰ใˆใฆใ‚‚้€šใ˜ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚......ใใ†ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฉšใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๆ„ๅค–ใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จ€ใ„ใ ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ‚ฆใƒใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒไฝŽใ„ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใใ‚Œใงๅ‹•ใๆง˜ใชไบบใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆโ€œ็ฃไบบๆ—ไปฅๅค–ใ‚’ใ€ๅ€’ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„โ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใฃ......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆ“ใ‚‹่ก“ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ™ใฎใซใ‚‚ไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใจๅฎฃ่จ€ใ—ใŸใซ็ญ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซ้ ผใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใœใ€ใใ†ๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎ็”บใซใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใ€่‰ฒใ€…่žใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใซใŠใ‘ใ‚‹้™›ไธ‹ใฎใ”ๆดป่บใ‚’ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใธใฎ่จ“็ทดใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซ้ ผใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใซ็น‹ใŒใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฃฐใŒ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅˆฅๅฎคใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฅ‡่ทก็š„ใซใ€็ด…่Œถใ‚’ไธ€ๅฃ้ฃฒใ‚€ใ“ใจใงๅ–‰ใฎ้œ‡ใˆใฏๅŽใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’้ ผใ‚‰ใชใ„้˜ฒ่ก›ใฎๆง‹็ฏ‰ใ€‚ๅผ•้€€ๅฎฃ่จ€ใฏใŸใพใŸใพใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€่‹ฑ้›„ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ๆดป่บใ‚’ใ—ใŸไบบใฎๅผ•้€€ใ‚’็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใ€‚้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใธใฎ่จ“็ทดใ€‚ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅนด้ฝขใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆ—ฉใ™ใŽใ‚‹ๆฌกไปฃใธใฎๅผ•ใ็ถ™ใŽใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ…จใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฑ…ใชใใฆใ‚‚ๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎไฝ“ๅ‹ขไฝœใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€ ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ๆƒณๅƒใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใตใซใ‚ƒใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใŒใฉใ‚Œใปใฉใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰่‡ช่บซใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜่€ƒใˆใงใ€ๅผ•้€€ใ‚’ๅฎฃ่จ€ใ—ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅพŒๆŠผใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆ่จ“็ทดใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ—ใ‘ใŸใฎใ‚‚......ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹?ใ€ ๆฑ—ใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใˆใˆใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€ใงใ™......ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่ฉฑใŒ้€ธใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎ็ŠถๆณใŒใฉใ†ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฏๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชๅŠ›ใ‚’ไปฅใฆ็ŸญๆœŸ้–“ใงๅ‹ใคใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใงใใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ ๅผทๅผ•ใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใคใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠ่จ€ๅŠใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏ็„กใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€้™ใ‹ใซใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ใค็›ฎใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ไป–ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ไธ€ใคใŠ่ฉซใณใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒ่จ€ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒ่งฃใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝ......ใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽ’้™คใ™ใ‚‹่จˆ็”ปใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใฏใ‚‚ใ†็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๆœ‰ๅŠ›ใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑๆบใ‹ใ‚‰่žใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๆฅใ‚‹้–“ใ€ๆŽฅ่งฆใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€่จˆ็”ปใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใฎใŒใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ™ใใซๅฆๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใฏไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅฎฐ็›ธๆฎฟใจใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใฆไปฅๆฅใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎ้ ญใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้’็™ฝใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸ็”ทใŒ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญป็ฅžใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎไบบใจใ‚ฆใƒใ‚’ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใŒไธปๅ‚ฌใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ๅฏพ็ญ–ใฎไปฒ้–“ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ ใ‘ใฎๆญป็ฅžใŒใ€ŒๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ‰ŠใŒใ‚Œใฆ้ฆ–ใ—ใ‹ๅ…ท็พๅŒ–ใงใใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใƒ–ใƒ„ใƒ–ใƒ„่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ๆๆกˆใŒใงใใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅฑ…็•™ๅœฐใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ‹ใ€่’้‡Žใฎไธ€้ƒจใ‚’ใ‚ฆใƒใŸใกใฎใŸใ‚ใซ้–‹็™บใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ ใฉใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ€ ใ€Œใจใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆต......ใ„ใˆใ€ๅผ•้€€ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ—ใŸใญใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’้€ใฃใฆๅŸŽใฎ่ฟ‘ใใ‚’ใ†ใ‚ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆฅใ„ใ€ ๆœ‰็„กใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ•ใš่ก—ไธญใธใจใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ็”ทใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฅณ็Ž‹ๆ‡ๅฆŠใฎๅคงใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใง่ณ‘ใ‚ใ†่ก—ใฎไธญใ€ๅบ—ใฎไธปไบบใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบบ็‰ฉใจ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใฎ็”ทใ€‚ๆฐๅฅฝใฏ้บปใฎใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใชไธŠไธ‹ใงใ€ๆ—…ใฎๅ•†ไบบใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ๆง˜ใชใ€ๅคงใใช่ท็‰ฉใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ„ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅธƒใ‚’ๅทปใ„ใฆๅ›บๅฎšใ—ใŸใƒ–ใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’ๅฑฅใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅฝผใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚’ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๅ•†ไบบใฏๆ•ฐใŒๅคšใ„ใ€‚ๅ„ๅœฐใ‚’ๅพ€ๅพฉใ—ใฆๅœฐๆ–นใฎ็”ฃ็‰ฉใ‚’้‹ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹่€…ใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ ใŒใ€ไธญใซใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ…ƒๆ‰‹ใซ็Ž‹้ƒฝใงไธ€่Šฑๅ’ฒใ‹ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่จ€ใ†่€…ใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใชใ„ใ€‚ไปถใฎ็”ทใŒใฉใกใ‚‰ใชใฎใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฎ็›ฎใซใฏใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‚Šใตใ‚ŒใŸๅ•†ไบบใฎไธ€ไบบใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆŠ€ๆณ•ใจใ‹ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้ขๅ€’ใ ใ‘ใฉใช......ใ‚ˆใƒผใใ€่ฆ‹ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚ใ€‚่€ณใŒใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅฐ–ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใจใŠใ‚Šใซๆณจ่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ๆฐ—ๆŒใก่€ณใฎๅ…ˆใŒ้‹ญใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใชใ‚‰ๅ€‹ๆ€งใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅทฎใ—ๆ”ฏใˆใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€็žณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚ใ€‚็ท‘่‰ฒใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช่‰ฒใงใ‚‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใฏ็žณใฎใฉ็œŸใ‚“ไธญใฏ็œŸใฃ้ป’ใ ใ€ ไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ในใ‡ใ€ใจ้–‹ใใชใŒใ‚‰่ฉฑใ™ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใฆๅ•†ไบบใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใŒใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใ“ใพใงใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใ€็›ฎใฎ็œŸใ‚“ไธญใฎ่‰ฒใŒๅฐ‘ใ—่ตคใฟใŒใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็‰นๅพดใจๅˆ่‡ดใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใฉใ†ๆ€ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใฃใฆ......ๅฝผใŒ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€็ญ”ใˆๅˆใ‚ใ›ใจ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€ ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ†ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใพใฃใ™ใใซ็”ทใฎๅ…ƒใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅพŒใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆœ€ๅˆใซๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰็”บใธใจๅ‡บใŸๆ™‚ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚็ช็„ถใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ๅ‘ฝไปคใซ้ฉšใใคใคใ€ๅนณๆฐ‘ใฎๆœใซ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใฆ่‹ฅใ„ๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใชๆฐๅฅฝใ‚’ใ—ใŸ็”ทใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใŸใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใ‚’ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ่ฆ‹ๆŠœใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ๆ–ฐไปปใ ใฃใŸ้ ƒใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ๆ€ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฆปใซใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎๅฝผใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่‚ฉใง้ขจใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ้€šใ‚Šใ‚’ๆญฉใใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฃใƒผใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใซไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€ไผšใ†ใŸใณใซๅฏฟๅ‘ฝใŒ็ธฎใ‚€ใช......ใ€ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็”ทใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ„ใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใฏใ„ใ€‚ไฝ•ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ๅ…ฅใ‚Š็”จใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€็”ทใฏๅ…จใฆใฎๅฎขใซใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ่ฉฑใ—็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใฃใŸๅ•†ๅบ—ไธปใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ™ใใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใฏใ˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€็”จใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใจ่บซใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆๅบ—ใฎๅฅฅใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚ใฃใกใง่ฉฑใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎใ€ใ‚~......ๅๅ‰ใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€้š ใ™ใฎใŒไป•ไบ‹ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๅฐŠ้‡ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไปŠใฎใ†ใกใฏใชใ€ ่ฟฝใ„ใคใ„ใฆใใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใจๅ…ฑใซใ€็”ทใ‚’็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚Šใ€้€šใ‚Šๆฒฟใ„ใซใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ซใƒ•ใ‚งใธใจๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ไธ‰ใคใชใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ€้ฃฏใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใ€‚็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใชใ‚‰ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆณจๆ–‡ใ‚’ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่…ฐใฎๅˆ€ใฏใใฎใพใพใซใ€ๆค…ๅญใซๆต…ใๅบงใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฏๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ“ใ‚ŒใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๅบงใ‚Šๆ–นใงใฏใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ™ใใซๅ‹•ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ“ใ“ใพใงๆง‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆ‰€ใฏใ€ๅ‰ฒใจๅคงใ–ใฃใฑใช้ฃฏใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฃใกใซๆฅใฆ้ฃŸใ„็‰ฉใŒ็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจๆฑบใ‚ใคใ‘ใฆ่ฉฑใ™ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆ็”ทใฏไธๆฉŸๅซŒใช้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€่ชค่งฃใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใธใ‡ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ๅ•†ไบบใซใ—ใฆใฏใ€่‰ฏใ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใตใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงไป•ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸๆƒ…ๅ ฑใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใงใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆใ“ใฃใกใซๆฅใŸใ‚“ใง......ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ•โ€œใ‚ฉโ€ใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใชใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๆ„›็€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚้–“้•ใˆใชใ„ใงใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€‚......ใงใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ‚ˆใ€ ่…ฐใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚ใใ‚ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ•†ไบบใฎ้šฃใงใ€ใ˜ใฃใจ็”ทใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚ใฐใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใซ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไฝ™่จˆใซๅ‹•ใใŒ้ˆใใชใ‚‹ใžใ€‚ใงใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใ‚‹่ฉฑใฃใฆใฎใฏใ€ๅคงใ€…็š„ใซ็™บ่กจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใˆใ€ๆ—ฅๆ™‚ใŒๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰็›ดๅ‰ใซๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ๅ‹•ๅ“กใ—ใฆ้“่ทฏใ‚’ๅ ๆ‹ ใ—ใ€ๅ…ˆๅฐŽใ™ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชๆฉŸๅฏ†ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‰ฒใซใฏใ€ไฟบใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฃใฆใฎใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจๅฆ™ใ ใชใ€ ๅ•†ไบบใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ˜ใฃใจ็”ทใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ๆฎบใ™ใฎใ‹......?ใ€ ็œผๅ‰ใซ่ฟซใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ป’ใ„็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ ใจ่ชใ‚ใŸใ‚‚ๅŒ็„ถใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎบใ—ใŸใ„ใชใ€‚่…นใŒๆธ›ใฃใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ“ใ“ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๅ…จ็„ถๆบ€ใŸใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ„ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’้›ขใ—ใ€ๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใฃใจๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ€ๅ–ฐใ„ใใ‚Œใชใ„ใปใฉใฎ้ฃŸไบ‹ใŒๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ใพใ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็”ทใฏ็†่งฃใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏๅฃฐใ‚’็ฒพไธ€ๆฏๆŠผใˆใฆๅซใถใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใงใ™ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ? ไบบ้กžใฎๆœชๆฅใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ๅ•้กŒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใฏๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€่‡ช้‡ใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„......!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใฉใ†ๅ‹•ใใ‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใช?ใ€ ๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏใ€Œ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซๆง˜ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ใชใฉ่žใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡ใŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใจใ€ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ใพใˆใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹็ ดใ‚‹็ทด็ฟ’ใซใงใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๅฅดใŒใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซ็”บใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๅ›žใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ ๆค…ๅญใซใฉใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅบงใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้›ขใ‚Œใฆๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸๅบ—ๅ“กใซใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใ›ใšๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใ„ใ€ใจไผใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’ๅพŒใ‚ๆ‰‹ใซ็ธ›ใ‚Šใ‚ใ’ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ€่ฟ‘ใใ‚’้€šใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใฆใ€่ฟ‘ใใซใ‚ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ่ฉฐๆ‰€ใธใจ้‹ใถใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆ่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ”่‡ช้‡ใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฎไบ‹ใฏๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซไฝ™่จˆใชๆˆฆใ„ใฏไธ่ฆใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“......ใ€‚ใใ†ใ‹ใ€ใใ†ๆ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ ใงใฏใ€ใจ็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใซใ€็ถšใ‘ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚ใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ€‚ๆˆฆใ„ใŒ่ตทใใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใจใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใŒ่ตทใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใจใงใฏใ€ใฉใฃใกใŒ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œ......่ฒดๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•™ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆˆฆใ„ใฏ่ตทใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ„ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใˆใ€ใจใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŒ้–“ๆŠœใ‘ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใŒ่ตทใใŸๆ™‚ใซใ€ๅ†ท้™ใซๅ‹•ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚็ด ๆ—ฉใๅ‹•ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆ•ตใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซ้€ƒใ’่พผใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒ็„กใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎไธŠใซไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ–™็†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‰‹ๅง‹ใ‚ใซ้ญšใฎ่บซใ‚’ใ”ใฃใใ‚Šใจใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใงๆŽฌใ„ใ€ๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‰ใ่ฆ‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ชฐใŒๆ•ตใงใ€่ชฐใŒๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‹ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒไฟก็”จใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ€้ ผใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏไฝ•ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใงใ€ใ„ใ–ใจใ„ใ†ๆ™‚ใซใใ‚ŒใฏใŠๅ‰ใฎๅŠฉใ‘ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸ้›‘่ซ‡ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใซ้ฃŸไบ‹ใซใจใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฒใŸใ™ใ‚‰ใซใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ‚’็–‘ๅฟƒๆš—้ฌผใซใ•ใ›ใŸๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€้€ฑ้–“ๅพŒใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใŸใกใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใŒ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธใจใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚
Chapter 175: Army Of Me The conference between Queen Imeraria and beastmen representative Reni began harmoniously. Reni enjoyed the offered baked sweets and black tea, and the fruits, which she brought as return gift, had been sliced and lined up next to the baked sweets while being chilled with magic. Their juicy sweetness, which was refreshing in a different way from sugar, pleased Imeraria. "What delicious fruits. Aren't they fairly valuable?" (Imeraria) "Yes. To the extent that they can only be found once in a while. But, they are nothing you could set aside, so we always eat them immediately since they might be taken by someone." (Reni) "Then, these are..." (Imeraria) "Since Hifumi-san had stored some of them, I received them from him." (Reni) For an instant the stretched-out hand of Imeraria stopped. However, the fruits were sinless. Picking up yet another, she brought it to her mouth. Then she wiped her fingers, which had gotten wet by the fruit juice, with a handkerchief. "We have just been eating without proceeding with the talks, haven't we?" (Imeraria) Correcting her sitting posture, Imeraria looked once more at the sheep beastgirl sitting in front of her and the rabbit beastgirl at her side. She doesn't know whether the beastmen standing in the back is a dog or a wolf, but she makes sure to not look at him since male beastmen are scary. As far as for the sheep girl with her droopy eyes and her fluffy white fur, she doesn't look at all like a person who leads wild beastmen such as wolves or tigers. Even the rabbit girl sitting next to her is pretty obviously nervous in a place like the royal castle, albeit having a strong will dwell in her eyes. Depending on the point of view, she looks even charming. The escorting beastman, who might be dog or wolf, looks just like a beast, but the women only have a "beastmen-like" atmosphere due to their noses in the center of their human-like faces. Even among beastmen there might be differences between tribes and individuals though. "So, I heard you have something to discuss with me? Since you especially came all the way here, please allow me to listen to your various matters." (Imeraria) "Well then, let me start first with a question. ...Your Majesty, around what point are you planning to compromise in the upcoming conference with the demons?" (Reni) Being all of a sudden asked a question that stabs into the heart of the matter, Imeraria instinctively looked at Reni with something akin to a glare. "I'm well aware that it's an impolite question. However, even if it might be rude, the future of the beastmen race rides on this. Please tell us, if possible at all." (Reni) "Understood. It's only natural, but no one in this country, including me, plans to fight against the demons." (Imeraria) "I have actually seen the front-line, and your country is completely holding back the demons at the border. At this rate there won't be any damage to your country. If you can get Hifumi-san to act, victory is certain, I'm sure. If you win, it might be possible to include the demons, who are said to have extremely powerful, individual strength, into your military forces. Fighting against other countries will probably become much easier. And yet you don't wish to fight the demons?" (Reni) With the name of Hifumi appearing once again, the wariness level in Imeraria's mind went up. But, the current Imeraria won't be lulled by that. "Since it seems that you're having a misunderstanding, I shall tell you; I don't wish to fight against Horant, our neighboring country. The other day I had the privilege to help that country in resolving its problems, and as result of that, we could deepen our friendly relations. I'm satisfied with that outcome. Besides..." (Imeraria) Looking at Reni, who didn't show any particular reaction to her words up till then, Imeraria couldn't grasp the intention behind Reni's question. "Hifumi-sama has already retired as family head of his noble household. I'm not in a position where I can order him for the sake of the kingdom." (Imeraria) "How about requesting it from him by offering him some kind of reward?" (Reni) "I don't believe that I could arrange for a reward which could make him change his mind. It's a disgraceful truth for the kingdom, but..." (Imeraria) "It's simple." (Reni) Reni interrupted Imeraria's speech with a brief comment. , Imeraria evaluated Reni. And she feels a strange sense of superiority that Reni still doesn't understand him well. The rabbit girl, who still hasn't raised her voice once, seems to be tense due to Reni's words. It looks like they haven't had a preparatory meeting. "...Those words, it looks like they would pass even if I exchange "That's true. ...Are you going to do so?" (Reni) "You're not surprised, are you?" (Imeraria) When Imeraria looked astonished, Reni laughed. "I'm the one who suggested it, but I know that it's unlikely for him to accept. If he were a person to move because of that, I would have already asked him, "Uuh..." (Imeraria) If there was a method to manipulate Hifumi, it could also be used to make him lower the number of humans "Besides, aren't you trying to stop relying on Hifumi-san, Your Majesty?" (Reni) "Why do you believe so?" (Imeraria) "I heard various things while staying in Rhone. About your active role in the battle against Horant. And also about the training for the knights." (Reni) "...How do those things connect to not relying on Hifumi-sama?" (Imeraria) Imeraria wanted to check in a separate room whether her voice trembles or not. Miraculously the quivering of her throat calmed down after taking a sip of black tea. "The construction of a defense not depending on Hifumi-san. The retirement declaration might be unexpected, but it's a fact that you easily accepted the retirement of a person who accomplished a lot for this country and is hailed as hero. The training for the knights. Above all, considering Hifumi-san's age, it's too early for him to hand over his title to the next generation. I just wondered whether not all of this serves as your stance to protect the country even without Hifumi-san being present." (Reni) How many humans are thinking the same as the little girl in front of me...no, is Hifumi himself thinking the same as well by chance? Does he plan to support her even after declaring his retirement? Or was perhaps him taking over the training also... "Your Majesty?" (Reni) Reni uneasily spoke up to Imeraria who's sweating. "Y-Yes, I'm...fine... Rather than that, we digressed from the topic. Whatever the situation of my country might be, wars are won within a short time with overwhelming power. Otherwise they only turn into a useless waste of lives and hard-earned tax money. At times it might be necessary to fight too, but it's a crucial task of a ruler to protect the interests of the people supporting them, if the balance is off." (Imeraria) She forcibly returned to the topic. Reni apparently doesn't intend to reference to Hifumi any further, and calmly answers "Got it." "You said it was your first question. Do you have any others?" (Imeraria) "Yes. But before that I have to apologize." (Reni) Imeraria tilted her head to the side in doubt, not understanding the meaning behind Reni's words. "As for the plan of removing Hifumi-san from this country...no, this world, I already know about it." (Reni) "I heard about it from an influential informant." (Reni)magic Pondering about the possibilities with whom Reni might have gotten in contact after coming to the capital, Imeraria considered whether it might have been Origa who leaked the plan. But, she abandoned that idea right away. "It's been a while since I last visited the royal castle. Since the time of talking with Adol-dono, I guess." The face of a man that had a bluish-white face peeked out from behind Reni. "It's shinigami-san. Please allow this person and me to join the group of people, organized by you, setting up countermeasures against Hifumi-san, Your Majesty." (Reni) The head-only shinigami grumbles, "I can't materialize anything but my head as my power has declined," but Reni ignores him. "We will be able to provide good ideas. Instead I'd like you to prepare a foreign settlement for the beastmen, or develop a part of the wastelands for us." (Reni) "How about it?" Reni asks. "Midas." (Hifumi) "E-Earl Tohno...ah, no, you have retired, haven't you?" (Midas) The one calling out to Midas was Hifumi who loitered around close to the castle after sending Reni off. "Come with me for a bit." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who forcibly dragged Midas downtown, pointed at a single man. That man is talking with another man, who seems to be a shop owner, inside the city that is thriving due to the big news of the queen's pregnancy. His attire is a simple, linen jouge. He carries large baggage that makes it easy to see that he's a traveling merchant. He wears boots that had cloths fixedly coiled around them. "Is something wrong with him?" (Midas) The number of merchants coming and leaving the capital is huge. Most of them are peddlers who transport the produce from the countryside, visiting various places, but among them there's also not few who try to attain success in the capital with their earned funds. He doesn't know which of both the merchant in question might be, but to Midas he seemed to be nothing more than an ordinary merchant. "It's really a bother to explain since he doesn't use any technique or anything...look very closely. Doesn't it seem as if his ears are slightly tapering to a point?" (Hifumi) Certainly, the ends of his ears are pointed. But, if it's to such an extent, it might as well be called an individual quirk. "I don't know whether you can see them from here, but have a look at his eyes. They are green, but no matter what color eyes have, they are usually black right in the middle." (Hifumi) While listening to Hifumi who speaks as he pulled down his lower eyelid of his eyes with his index finger, saying "Like this," Midas intently gazed at the merchant's face while intently straining his eyes, but as might be expected, he couldn't see that far. "The middle of that guy's eyes has a tinge of red, you know? That complies with a characteristic feature of the demons, but...what do you think?" (Hifumi) "What, you ask...are you saying that he's a demon?" (Midas) "That's what I mean. Well, I will go and check the truth." (Hifumi) Leaving the bewildered Midas behind, Hifumi headed straight for the man. While chasing after him, Midas recalled the events at the time when Hifumi left for the city from the castle for the first time. That day when he chased a young man with a strange appearance after changing his clothes into that of a commoner while being surprised by the sudden surveillance order. Being immediately spotted, he felt just as embarrassed as during the time when he was still a newbie knight. The shame was so strong that he couldn't even tell his wife about it. That young man walks across the street while swaggering about just like back then. And just like at that time, not knowing what he's going to do next pressures Midas. "Damn it, each time I meet him, it shortens my life span..." (Midas) In front of him Hifumi calls out to the man. "You've got a moment?" (Hifumi) "Eh? Yes, what is it? Do you need something from me?" Being called out from the side, the man turned towards Hifumi with a smile just as he does with all customers. The shopkeeper, who had been his conversation partner, smiled brightly, apparently recognizing Hifumi immediately after seeing his face, backed away with a "Looks like he has business with you," and entered his store. "Let's talk for a bit over there? Demon's, ah...I guess your name doesn't really matter anyway." (Hifumi) "Well, I guess it's your job to stay hidden. You have my respect. For now, that is." (Hifumi) He forcibly drags the man along together with Midas, who caught up, entering a cafe that spread out tables along the street. "Black tea for three. Also, food please. Anything's fine as long as it's delicious." (Hifumi) Quickly ordering on his own accord, Hifumi shallowly sat down on a chair with his katana still affixed to his waist. It seems the man said to be a demon still hasn't realized, but Midas knows that this is not Hifumi's usual way of sitting. Midas was nervous. If the opponent was a normal human, Hifumi wouldn't prepare himself to such a degree. "The demons' place had a lot of relatively sketchy food. Didn't it surprise you after coming here that the food's so tasty?" (Hifumi) The man's face became increasingly sullen due to Hifumi talking to him while having arbitrarily decided that he's a demon. "You're wrong. Taking me for a demon is a misunderstanding." "Hee, you know about demons? Aren't you quite well-informed for a simple merchant?" (Hifumi) "I-It's information I obtained in F-Fekalore. I came here in a hurry after hearing that the demons are coming..." "Fokalore, right? I'm still attached to that place. Don't make a mistake there. ...So, Midas." (Hifumi) Hifumi turns his eyes to Midas who has tensed his body in order to be capable of moving at any time as he intently watches the merchant, who looks fidgety while half-risen to his feet, next to him. "If you are so tense, your movements will become unnecessarily slow. So, has the story of the demons coming here been announced on a grand scale?" (Hifumi) "...No, it's planned to mobilize the soldiers just before the planned date, occupy the highway and guide them here." (Midas) "Compared to knowing such highly-confidential information, not knowing my face is slightly odd, isn't it?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who grabbed the merchant's head and bent forward, fixedly stares into the eyes of the man. "A-Are you going to kill me...?" Seeing the black eyes of Hifumi as his face approaches right in front him, the man speaks words that are equal to confessing that he's a demon. "I really want to kill you. After all I haven't had my fill for a while around here, just like a hungry monster. I'd love to kill you." (Hifumi) "But," Hifumi removes his hand and sits down on his chair. "If I consider that waiting for a meal that I haven't been able to devour yet is a lot more fun, I can still endure for a short time." (Hifumi) The demon didn't comprehend, but Midas yells while restraining his voice to the best of his ability, "W-What are you getting all psyched up for!?" (Midas) "Oh? I told you that I'm going to cooperate for the sake of humanity's future. Is there any problem with that?" (Hifumi) "Her Majesty doesn't wish to fight. Please, I'd like you to restrain yourself...!" (Midas) "That depends on how the demons are going to move, doesn't it?" (Hifumi) Being asked, the demon shakes his head, say "I don't know." "I haven't been informed about Vepar-sama's intentions!" Hifumi's fingers grabbed the demon's neck and he easily fainted. "Arrest and use him to train how to see through demons. Considering that such a guy has infiltrated this far, I'm pretty sure that you should patrol the city a lot more seriously." (Hifumi) Sitting down on his chair with a flump, Hifumi told the employee, who watched the situation from a distance, "Don't mind it, you can bring the food over." Midas, who tied the demon's hands behind his back for caution's sake, called over a soldier that happened to pass nearby and ordered him to carry the demon to the close-by knight order's station. "I will say it once more, but I'd like you to act prudently. I shall thank you for this time. But, unnecessary battles are not needed in this world any longer." (Midas) "Hmmm... I see, if that's what you believe, that might be fine as well, I suppose." (Hifumi) Continuing, Hifumi called out to Midas who was about to leave after saying, "Well then." "Hey, Midas. Between a guy that believes no fighting will take place, and a guy that believes fighting might take place, who do you think will be able to survive?" (Hifumi) "...I was taught by you that fighting might happen at any time. It's wrong to not stay with that belief." (Midas) "Eh?" Midas raised an idiotic voice and turned around. "You will be able to survive if you can calmly move at the time when the fighting starts. Even if you can move swiftly, it holds no meaning if you take refuge at a dangerous place, right?" (Hifumi) From the outset Hifumi stabs the whole body of a fish with his fork from the dishes that had been lined up on the table and tosses it into his mouth. "Have a gooood look. Who's your enemy and who's your ally. Check on how many people you can rely among those you trust. And, whether they can become your support when push comes to shove." (Hifumi) "What do you want to say?" (Midas) "Nothing really. Just a little small talk." (Hifumi) Genuinely starting with his meal, Hifumi didn't say anything else. One week later after the incident that made Midas jump at shadows, Fokalore's military forces arrived at the capital while bringing demons, elves and beastmen along.
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147.Breathe Easy ใ€ŒใŠใฃใ€‚ใฉใฃใ‹ใง่ฆ‹ใŸ่™Žใฎๅญใ‹ใ€ ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏ็„ก่จ€ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฎใ‚“ใใซๅพ…ใกๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใซใฏใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šๅฟƒ้ ญใฎๅฝข็›ธใงใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎ่บซไฝ“่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใชใ็™บๆฎใ™ใ‚‹ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฎๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏใใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ใพใ ่ท้›ขใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใฎ็ˆชใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฉใใ‚€ใๅ‡บใ—ใซใ—ใฆ้ฃ›ใณๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝ“ๆ ผๅทฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ„šใ‹ใ—ใ„ใพใงใซใพใฃใ™ใ็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ”ปๆ’ƒใชใฉใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใจใฃใฆใฏ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆใ‚‚่บฑใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚‹ใๅ‚พใ‘ใฆ้ฟใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ‰่นดใ‚ŠใงๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„่…นใ‚’่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใ‚“!ใ€ ่…นใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏๆฏใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”็„กๆฒ™ๆฑฐใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎๅŠไธปใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซ้›ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใคใ„ใฆใใŸใ‚“ใงใ‚„ใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ€ ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใชใฉๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ปฝใ้ ทใใ€‚ ๅœŸใซใพใฟใ‚Œใ€ๆ‚ถ็ตถใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ‡ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใพใพ่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€่™Žใฃใ“ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏ็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็ฒพใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ๅผฑใ™ใŽใ€‚ๅ‰ใจๅ…จ็„ถๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใชใ„ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ๅผฑใใชใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‹? ๆฌกใซไผšใฃใŸใจใใซใฏๆฎบใ™ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ€‚ๆฎบใ™ๆฐ—ใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ้Ÿณใ‚‚็ซ‹ใฆใšใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ€ไฝŽใ„ๅฃฐใง่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใใฎๆ‰‹ใซใฏ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ก€ใŒใซใ˜ใ‚€็จ‹ใซๅผทใๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ่ฉฑใฏใŠๆธˆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ“ใฎ็„ก็คผ่€…ใฏ็งใฎๆ‰‹ใงๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใใฎๅ†ทใŸใ„่ฆ–็ทšใฏใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฃไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใ‚Œใšใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใซใ‚‚้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใซใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใง็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ็พŽๅฅณใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฎๆ–นใŒ่กๆ’ƒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใง......ใ€ ็—›ใฟใจๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใฎๅ…ฅใ‚Šๆททใ˜ใ‚‹ๆถ™ใŒใ‚ใตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใธๅ‰ฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใŒใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚’ๅบ‡ใ†ๆ ผๅฅฝใง่ทชใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ๅฅฅๆง˜! ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ”ๅฎน่ตฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚„ใ›ใ‚“ใ‹!? ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใ‹ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใฉใใ›ใ€ ไธ€่จ€ใคใถใ‚„ใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใใฎๅ ดใง็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่’้‡Žใง่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎ้›†่ฝใ‚’ๅฉใๆฝฐใ—ใŸ้š›ใซ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ—ใŸๅญไพ›ใŒไบŒไบบใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎไธ€ไบบใŒใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ ๆฌกใซไผšใฃใŸใจใใซๅผทใใชใฃใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ„ใคใ‘ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ€‚ ๅๅ‰ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใงใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒ่จ€ใ„ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚Œใšใ€ๅผฑใ„ใพใพใ ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚ๆ•‘ใ„ใŒใŸใ„้ค“้ฌผใงใ™ใ€‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้€ฃไธญใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅ‰ใซ้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ“ใจใฏ็งใฎ่ฝใกๅบฆใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ็Šฌใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€่ฒฌไปปใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ๅ…Žใ‚‚ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚‚ๅŒ็ฝชใงใ™ใญใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใŒๆŽดใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ…ใŸใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚......ใ‚ใฎใชใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงไฟบใŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใชใใ‚ƒใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฎใ ใ€‚ไฟบใŒใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚„้–“ๆŠœใ‘ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใจๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’็ท ใ‚ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹็—›ใฟใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€Œใฏใฃใ€ใจๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ„ใจๅธธใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจใ€‚ๆ€ใˆใฐใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅผŸใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใบใƒญใ‚นใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ‚‚ๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใจๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ไธ‡ๅŠ›ใฎๅฆ‚ใๅŠ›ใง็ท ใ‚ไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็—›ใฟใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅฑใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ„ชใ—ใ•ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ๅคฑ็คผใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅผทใๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ€็งใซ็ฝฐใ‚’ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œ้˜ฟๅ‘†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ ใบใฃใ€ใจๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆ”พใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚Šๆจใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ—ใ‚ƒใŒใฟใ“ใ‚“ใงใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ซฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ไปŠๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ†ใ ใช......ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ€ ใ€Œใธใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒ‹ใŸใกใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ๅ”็ชใช่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ๅ‘†ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ ใŒใ€ๅ”พใ‚’ใฎใฟใ“ใฟใ€่ฉฑใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใ‚‚็”บใซใŸใใ•ใ‚“ไฝใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฏใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅคงใใใชใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใฎ็”บใจใฎใ„ใ–ใ“ใ–ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใŒใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚‚ใ†้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆ็”บใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆใŠใ„ใงใง......ใ€ ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็ฃไบบใ‚„ไบบ้–“ใ€‚ใฏใฆใฏใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใพใงใ‚‚ใŒๅ…ฑใซๆšฎใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพใ„ใ‘ใฐไบบ้–“ใ ใ‘ใฎ็”บใจๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใŒ้€†่ปขใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใ€ใจใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใงใ™ใญใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใงใ‚‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ€ใปใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ•ใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใฆใญใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใกใŸใ„ไธ€ๅฟƒใง้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงไผšใ„ใซๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ—ใฆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€‚......ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใคใ‹ใฟใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ€่’้‡Žใซๅธฐใ‚Œใ€‚ใใ‚“ใงไบบ้–“ใฎ็”บใ‚’ๆฝฐใ™ใชใ‚Šๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€็ซฏใฎๅผทใ•ใ‚’็คบใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใงใใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใพใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใซใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ็”บใ‚’......ใ€ ้ฉšๆ„•ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€Œใงใใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ใจๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ€ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใชใƒผใ€‚็ฃไบบๆ—ใŒใพใจใพใฃใฆใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใงใ‚‚ๅ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใƒผใ€‚ใคใ…ใ‹ใ€่™Žใฏ่™Žใ‚‰ใ—ใ้›†ๅ›ฃๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚’็ฃจใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅฆ™ใชๅฃ่ชฟใงใตใ–ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’็„กใใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใงใ€่™Žใฏๆœฌๆฅ้›†ๅ›ฃใงใฏใชใๅ˜็‹ฌใง็‹ฉใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใใ€ไปŠใฏ่ฆณๆˆฆไธญใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้‚ช้ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€ ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใซๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ€‚ใใฎ็œผใซใฏๆถ™ใŒๅ…‰ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใŸใŒใ€็›ฎใคใใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็ฃใฎใใ‚Œใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚‚ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚‚ใณใใ‚Šใ€ใจ่‚ฉใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๅบฆใ“ใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’ใŒใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใใฃใจๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็ด™ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใŒใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใซไปฃใ‚ใฃใฆๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆกˆๅ†…ใจ่ญท่ก›ใจใ—ใฆๆ•ฐๅใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ใคใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๆˆปใ‚Šใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่’้‡Žใธๅธฐใ‚‹ใจ่‰ฏใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚่’้‡Žใธ่กŒใๅ‰ใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ้›ใˆใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใใฎ็ด™ใ‚’ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ทๅ“กใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚่‰ฏใใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใฆใ‡ใŠ่ฉฑใงใ™ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒใ€ๆ€–ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ้ก˜ใ„ใŒๆˆๅฐฑใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ€ไปŠใฎ็งใฎไบบ็”Ÿใฎ็›ฎๆจ™ใชใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไฝ•ใ ใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ—ใ€่ชฐใ ใฃใฆๆฎบใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ๅณๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆ„›ใŠใ—ใใ†ใซๆ’ซใงใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็ฉบใ‚’ไปฐใใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹่€…ๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใงๆˆฆใ„ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใใฎๅ…จใฆใ‚’ไปฅใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅ†ใณ็จใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆธฉใ„ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚‚ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚‚ใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซๆถˆใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่‚ใซ้Š˜ใ˜ใฆใŠใใชใ•ใ„ใญใ€ ๆฅฝใซๅ‹ใคใŸใ‚ใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใ‚’ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใŸใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ใจใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏๆญฏๅ™›ใฟใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€่กจๆƒ…ใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใฏไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚้ฉๅฝ“ใซๆงใ‚’ๆ‰“ใก่พผใ‚“ใง็‰ฝๅˆถใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆญฉๅ…ตใ‚’ๅ‰้ขใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้šŠๅˆ—ใซๅค‰ๆ›ดใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅคงๅฃฐใงไผ้”ใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏ็พ็Šถใ‚’่ฆ‹็›ดใ™ใ€‚ ๆ•ฐใฎไธŠใงใฎๆœ‰ๅˆฉใฏใพใ ่ฆ†ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฏใšใ ใ€ใจ็ขบไฟกใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใฏ็—›ใ„ใŒใ€้€†ใซ่‡ช่ปใฎๆ่€—ใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพๆญฉๅ…ตใง็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ—่ฟ”ใ™ใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚นใƒžใƒผใƒˆใ•ใซใฏๆฌ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€็ขบๅฎŸใชใฎใฏ......ใ€ ๅ•้กŒใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใซใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ—ใฆใฉใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚’ๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ๆญฉๅ…ตใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใฏไนฑๆˆฆใซใชใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ใใ†ใชใ‚ŒใฐใŸใฃใŸไธ€ไบบใ‚’ๆœ็ดขใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ›ฐ้›ฃใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๆžๆ†‚ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆŽขใ—ไบบใŒๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณๆง˜! ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜......ใ‚’ๅไน—ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใธใˆใ€ ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๆฏใ›ใๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘ไป˜ใ‘ใ€ๅซใ‚“ใ ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใฆใ€ๆ•ฐ็žฌใŠใ„ใฆใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใซไผใˆใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏๅฝ็‰ฉใ ใ€ใจใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ไฝ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟ่€…ใ‚’ๅไน—ใ‚‹ไธๅฑŠใ่€…ใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใจใชใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒๅ‰็ทšใธใจๅ‡บๅผตใฃใฆใใŸใจใใ€ใใฎๅงฟใฏ่ฑชๅฅขใชใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’็€ใŸไธŠไฝ่€…็„ถใจใ—ใฆๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใชไฝ“่บฏใ‚’ๆŒใค้ฆฌใฏใ€ๅฎ็Ÿณใ‚’ใกใ‚Šใฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ผใ้žใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ„ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹่ช‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใ’ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ (ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ๆˆดๅ† ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญ) ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ๆญฉใฟใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใŒ้“ใ‚’่ญฒใ‚Šใ€้šœๅฃใฎๅ‰ใพใงไบบๅžฃใง้€šใ‚ŠใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒๅŽใพใ‚Šใ€ใพใฐใ‚‰ใชๆงใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ไธญใง้šŠๅˆ—ใฎ็งปๅ‹•ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตๅฃซ่ซธๅ›!ใ€ ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅคงๅฃฐใงใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ŒใŸๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ๅฟœใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดๅ‰็ทšใซใ‚‚่žใ“ใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏใ€ๆฌกๆœŸ็Ž‹ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใงใ‚ใ‚‹! ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆฎฟใฎๅŽšๆ„ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ“ใ“ใพใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚็งใฏ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒกใƒซใ‚ฏใธๆˆปใ‚Šใ€ๅ‰ๅคงใชใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซ้™›ไธ‹ใ‚’ๅผ”ใ‚ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใฌ! ไฝ•่€…ใŒ่ปใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌใŒใ€้“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ—ใŸๅฎฃ่จ€ใซใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ™ใใซๅŽใพใ‚Šใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚้šŠๅˆ—ๅค‰ๆ›ดใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฏ้™›ไธ‹ใ‚’ๅฝ็‰ฉใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใคใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒใคใถใ‚„ใใจใ€ใ€Œๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใ€็งใฏใพใ ๆˆดๅ† ๅ‰ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰โ€œ้™›ไธ‹โ€ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚......ไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜......ใŠ่พ›ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒ......ใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ€ๆ™ดใ‚Œๆ™ดใ‚Œใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰็งใŒใ‚„ใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎๅŠฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใŠใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ฒดๅ›ฝใธๆจใฟ่จ€ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็œŸไผผใฏ่‡ดใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใฏ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ€่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ€‚่‰ฏใ„ไบ‹ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ็งใฏๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใฆๅŸŽใธๆˆปใ‚Šใ€ๆˆดๅ† ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚......ใŸใ ๆŒ‡ๅใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‰ใฎๅŠŸ็ธพใ‚‚็„กใ„ใพใพใซใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใฏ่ฟ”ใ™่จ€่‘‰ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏไธ€ๅฟœใฏ่ก€็ธ่€…ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ‰็Ž‹ใจใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Š้ ็ธใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ไธๆบ€ใ‚‚ๅคšใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใ‚‚็ฐกๅ˜ใซๆƒณๅƒใงใใŸใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงใฏใชใใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธใฎ็•™ๅญฆใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸๅ‰็Ž‹ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’ๅฑๆƒงใ—ใฆใฎๆŽช็ฝฎใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ๆฉŸไผšใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใง็งใฏ็Ž‹ใจใ—ใฆใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆๅŸŽใธใจๅ‡ฑๆ—‹ใ—ใ€ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใซ็งใฎ้ก”ใจๅฃฐใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ€่ฒดๅ›ฝใซใฏใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใŒใ€ใใฎๅˆ†ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข้™›ไธ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ ‚ใ€…ใจๆˆฆๅ ดใ‚’ๆธกใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ˜ใซๆ€ฏใˆใ‚’้š ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎๅฏพๆŠ—ๅฟƒใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๅคงใใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚็ŸฅใฃใฆใฎไธŠใง่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ผใ‚‚ใ—ใ„ใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ™ใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใซใ€‚ใ”ๆญฆ้‹ใ‚’ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ไผš่ฉฑใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ท ใ‚ใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒๆญฃ้ขใ‚’ๅ‘ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ็ฒพ้‹ญใŸใกใ‚ˆ! ใพใ ็งใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ๅคงๅ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐใฎไธญใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใใฃใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซๅ‹•ใใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใฎๅฃฐใซๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๅ‹•ๆบใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใพใ™ใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹......ใงใฏใ€ไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใซ้€ฒใ‚ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ้ฆฌไธŠใง้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒ้ฆฌไธŠใฎไบบใจใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๅฐ่ปŠใฎไธŠใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏใ€ๅ†ไผšใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆŠฑใใคใ‹ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚Šใ€็ด…ๆฝฎใ•ใ›ใŸ้ก”ใงใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ไผšใ„ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚’่ชžใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใจใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฐ่ปŠใฎๅบŠใซๅบงใฃใฆ็ด…่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใ€็Ž‹ๅฎถๅพก็”จ้”ใฎ่“ๅญ้กžใ‚’่ฒชใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใใฎ้šฃใงใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎๅฉšๅงปใ‚„่ฒดๆ—ใฎๆ„›ๅฆพใฎๆ‰ฑใ„ใ‚„ๆฑบใพใ‚Šใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆ นใปใ‚Š่‘‰ใปใ‚Š่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ่ฒดๆ—ใฎ็ฟ’ๆ…ฃใซใคใ„ใฆใฎ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใฏไนใ—ใใ€็”บใฎใ„ใ–ใ“ใ–ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซไปฅๅค–ใฎๆณ•ใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚่ฉณใ—ใใชใ„ใฎใงใ€็ญ”ใˆใซ่ฉฐใพใฃใฆใฏ็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆๆฑ—ใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไปŠใฏใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๆ€ฅใ„ใงใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ่‹›็ซ‹ใŸใ—ใ•ใ‚’ๅ‰้ขใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆ้ฆฌใ‚’ๅพŒๆ–นใธใจ่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใ......ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใฃ!ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅŠฉใ‘่ˆŸใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใจใ—ใฆใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใใฎไฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใใฏ! ๅฎฎไธญใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹่€…ใจใ—ใฆใฎ่‡ช่ฆšใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ๆด่ปใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆŒŸใฟๆ’ƒใกใ ใฃใŸ็Šถๆณใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใพใ‚Š่‰ฏใ„ไบ‹ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€่ฒดๆ—็คพไผšใงใฏ็”ทๅฅณใฎๅ•้กŒใฏไป˜ใ็‰ฉใงใ™ใ€‚ๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฉใ†ใ—ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ไบ‹ใซๅ‰ฒใฃใฆๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€่งฃๆฑบใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฎๅ…ˆใ€ๅนณ่บซไฝŽ้ ญใฎใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใงใฏใ€้ ทใใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚็พŽใ—ใ„ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใ‚’ไพใ‚‰ใ›ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŠ่“ๅญใ‚’ใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใจๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใ‚‚ใ€‚ใใฎๅงฟใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ็„กๆ€งใซ่…นใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใตใ‚“ใ€ใจ้ผปใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅฆพใ•ใ‚“ใŒไธ€ไบบใ‚„ไบŒไบบๅข—ใˆใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ€็ซ‹ๅ ดใซไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใญใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆ–‡ๅฅใŒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€็œŸๆญฃ้ขใงใŠ่žใใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€้™›ไธ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบ‹ใจใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚......ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ”ไธๅฎ‰ใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ†ใตใตใ€ใจใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‚ ใ€…ใจๅบงใ‚ŠใชใŠใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ใธใ—ๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซไธกๆ‰‹ใงๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใใŽใŽ......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใ€ ใชใ ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‚ใ‚‰ใธใจๅบงใ‚Šใ“ใฟใ€ใใฃใจใใฎ่‚ฉใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็‰นใซๅๅฟœใ›ใšใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๅฃใซๅซใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅฅๆง˜ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‹......?ใ€ ไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚’ๅฑใ†ใ็จใฟใคใ‘ใใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆŒ‡ใง็œ‰้–“ใ‚’ใปใใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ›ใ€ๆญฃๅฆปใจใ—ใฆใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎใ“ใจใงใฏ่ฒ ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใซใŽใ‚„ใ‹ใงๅ‘‘ๆฐ—ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใฎๅฐ่ปŠใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใงใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใ€ๅ‰็ทšใธใจ้€ฒใฟใ‚†ใใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใ€้“ไธญใงใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎ่ชฌๅพ—ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆๅˆๆตใ—ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไปŠใฏใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซ็›ดๅฑžใจใ—ใฆ็ทจๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ˆžๅฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ•ฐใ€ไบŒๅƒๅใ€‚ ้•ทใ„่กŒๅˆ—ใฏใ€ๆœ€้ซ˜ๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ€ๆ•ด็„ถใจ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎ็Ž‹ใ‚’็Ž‰ๅบงใธใจ้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎๆ „่ช‰ใ‚’ๅฎŸ็พใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ๅฟƒ่บซใจใ‚‚ใซๆผฒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 147: Breathe Easy "Oh, what did the tiger cub see?" Malfas ran off towards Hifumi in silence. On the other side of Malfas, who fully demonstrated the physical prowess of beastmen with an expression of rage, the figure of Gengu, who chased after him in a hurry, appeared in the field of vision of Hifumi who is leisurely lying in wait. "You are aaaahh!" (Malfas) Despite there still being distance left between them, he leaps up while revealing the sharp claws on both his paws. There's also the difference in physique, but more than anything, something like an attack that was sent in a straight line to the degree of being stupid can be dodged by Hifumi with closed eyes. Hifumi, who avoided it by tilting his head slightly, delivered a frontal kick into Malfas' soft belly. "Gyan!" (Malfas) While watching Malfas who is rolling around while holding his belly, Gengu stood out-of-breath in front of Hifumi and bowed. "Sorry for not contacting you ~ssu. I brought this tigerboy along as he said that he wants to receive training from you, Hifumi-san, but..." (Gengu) "Oh, is that so?" (Hifumi) Hifumi nods lightly while apparently having forgotten about being attacked. Hifumi, who stood in front of Malfas who has fainted and is smeared with dirt, looked down on him with the hands in his sleeves*. "Hey, tiger child." (Hifumi) The best Malfas can do is glaring at Hifumi who starts to ask a question. "You are far too weak. Let alone you having not changed at all from before, you got even weaker? I told you that I would kill you the next time we met, but this won't do. I don't have even any motivation to kill you." (Hifumi) Origa, who approached from behind Hifumi without making even a single sound, addressed him in a low voice. The iron-ribbed fan is in her hand and she is gripping it tightly to a degree that blood is spilling. "Did you finish your talk? If you don't mind, I want to get rid of this rude fellow with my own hands." (Origa) Her cold gaze seizes Malfas. He was also surprised about her having approached him, who is a beastman, without getting noticed, but rather than that, it was a shock for the beauty, that looked at him with a smile until not long ago, to request permission to kill him. "W-Why...?" (Malfas) Tears due to a mix of pain and sadness overflow. Trying to cut in there, Gengu kneels in a way of protecting Malfas. "M-Madam! Can't you please show some leniency!? This fellow is misunderstanding something as well, I think...?" (Gengu) "How bothersome." (Hifumi) Muttering a brief complaint, Hifumi decided to explain it briefly at this place. It's about Malfas being one of the two children he overlooked at the time of crushing the village of tiger beastmen in the wastelands. And about having told him to get strong the next time they met each other. He didn't tell his name though. "... Then, without abiding to what he was told by you, Hifumi-sama, he is still as weak as he was. After all he is a brat who is stubbornly difficult to save. Well, even if I didn't know, it was my mistake to have brought a guy like this in front of you, Hifumi-sama. Please punish us, including this dog as well, for being responsible. It's the same sin for the elf and rabbit as well." (Gengu) Hifumi's hand grasped Origa's right hand which was raised overhead. "Won't you wait...? Hey, why do I have to stop you? Even though I'm enduring for the sake of Alyssa and that stupid queen, you..." (Hifumi) While feeling the pain of her wrist being tightened to the limit, Origa gulped with a [Ha] . Once she recalled, Origa, who noticed that he got angry at the time when she killed Ayperos, the younger brother of Imeraria, as well, felt as if it was Hifumi's kindness to scold her, also including the pain of her wrist being constricted with a force similar to a vise. "E-Excuse me. G-Grasp it tighter, punishment for me, more..." (Origa) "Idiot." (Hifumi) "Ah." (Origa) Flinging Origa away by releasing her wrist with a "phooey", Hifumi brings his face close to Malfas who is squatting down. "So, what will you do? I will kill you now if you give up. However, right... Gengu." (Hifumi) "Aye!" (Gengu) "How is Reni's group doing?" (Hifumi) Gengu, who was beffuddled for just an instant due to the abrupt question, swallowed his spit and began to talk. "Having reached the point that many are living in the human city, the slums have grown rapidly ~ssu. There are also quarrels with the human part of the city, Reni-san and Helen-san are protecting the city by doing their best now... ~ssu." (Gengu) "There's plenty of beastmen and humans. On top of that the elves are living together with them. If it goes on like this, the power will reverse in regards to the human-only city", Gengu explained earnestly. "Moreover, it's been discovered that beastmen can use magic, too. Look there, the rabbitwoman Viine-san who is over there, she has learned magic with her whole heart in her wish for being helpful to you, Hifumi-san. Because of that she was able to come here to meet you ~ssu." (Gengu) "Hmm... then let's do it like this." (Hifumi) Grabbing Malfas head, Hifumi forcibly matched his line of sight with Malfas'. "You, go back to the wastelands. And then show me a part of your power by making good use of what you possess and destroy a human city. Once you are able to do that, I will be once again your opponent." (Hifumi) "A human city..." (Malfas) Hifumi asks the shocked Malfas [You can't?] . "Ah, how regrettable. Though you probably thought that even I won't be able to win if you were able to unify the beastmen. Rather, a tiger has to refine a tiger-like group combat." (Hifumi) While making fun of him in a strange tone, Hifumi separates obviously having lost any interest in him. By the way, it's Hifumi's misunderstanding, but tigers originally hunt individually and not in groups. "At any rate, don't disturb me as I'm currently observing." (Hifumi) While Hifumi sees them off with a wave of his hand, Malfas stands up after being helped by Gengu. Tears were glittering in his eyes, but his look has become completely that of a beast. "You are called Malfas, right?" (Origa) When called out by Origa, Gengu's and Malfas' shoulders quivered with a jolt. "Work hard this time for sure to not make Hifumi-sama disappointed." (Origa) Gengu receives the paper, Origa quietly held out, in place of Malfas. "It's probably good for you to return to the wastelands by going back to Fokalore now since they can give you several soldiers to guard and guide you. Train for a while in Fokalore before you head into the wastelands. Show this paper to a staff member of Fokalore. It should serve you well." (Origa) "It's a welcome offer, but why...?" (Gengu) "Don't you understand?" (Origa) Although she's smiling, she's scary. "Realizing Hifumi-sama's desires are my goal of life now. If it's for that cause, I will do anything. I will kill anyone." (Origa) While caressing her right wrist preciously, Origa looks up to the sky. "Fight. Fight by involving all those who can fight. And kill Hifumi-sama with all of them." (Origa) "However", Origa glared once again. "If you are unable to do anything but lukewarm attacks like the one just now, your life and the lives of the ones in your surroundings will simply vanish. Engrave that into your heart." (Origa) Tannin grind his teeth in vexation, but it couldn't be seen on his expression. "It's already fine to pull back the magic soldiers. We will reform the ranks by bringing the infantry to the forefront while screening with suitable spear fire." (Tannin) Tannin reviews the current state while listening to the soldier, who received the instructions, relaying them in a loud voice. For our side's attacks mostly not reaching is painful, but on the other hand our own army's losses are few as well. "We will be forced back against our will by infantry as is, huh? Although it's lacking in smartness, what's certain is..." (Tannin) The problem: Is Nelgal on Orsongrande's side? Assuming he is, it's very likely that it will turn into a melee once both infantries clash despite us having concluded where he is. Once that happens, it will be troublesome to search for a single person. However, that ended up being a needless worry. The person, they are looking for, made an appearance on the other side. "Tannin-sama! Nelgal-sama... or a person calling himself like that has appeared!" "... Oh?" (Tannin) Tannin stared in wonder and grinned broadly after a few blinks towards the yelled words of the soldier who came running and was panting. "Inform everyone, that's an imposter. And tell them that the scoundrel, who impersonates to be the crown prince, must be eliminated by our hands." (Tannin) At the time Nelgal left for the front line, his appearance looked impressive like a high-ranking person, who wore an extravagant robe, and his horse, which possessed a magnificent stature, was equipped with a sparkling saddle that had jewels embedded within. It was somehow boastful. (I thought such kind of acts will happen after the coronation though.) Once he proceeded at walking pace while smiling wryly, Orsongrande's soldiers made a path for him and he was able to pass through the crowd of people until in front of the barrier. With Horant's magic attacks having ended, he can see that movement of the ranks has started while spears are fired sporadically. "My dear soldiers of Horant!" (Nelgal) Nelgal raises his voice which is getting gradually hoarse as he uses a volume he isn't used to. With him being apparently audible to Horant's side's front line as well, he pretty much realized that several gazes were facing his way. "I'm the next king, Nelgal! Thanks to the kindness of Imeraria-dono, the ruler of Orsongrande, I arrived at this place. I will return to Adolamelk and hold a memorial service for His Majesty, the great Suprangel! I don't know who is commanding the army, but open a path!" (Nelgal) Due to him having boldly declared that, Horant's soldiers were astir, but even that came to an end right away and the changes in the ranks continued even while he tilted his head to the side ((in confusion)). "It seems that they decided for Your Majesty to be an imposter." (Vaiya) Once Vaiya, who approached casually from behind Nelgal, mutters that, Nelgal shakes his head and says [How disappointing] . "And, as I'm still not crowned, it isn't "Your Majesty." ... As planned, please go ahead." (Nelgal) "Nelgal-sama... that might be difficult, but..." (Vaiya) Turning around, Nelgal shows a cheerful expression. "Originally that was something I had to do since a lot earlier. While receiving so much support, I won't act as if reproaching your country. Besides, in a sense it's good this way, is what I think." (Nelgal) "I-It's good?" (Vaiya) "Yes, it's a good opportunity. If nothing had happened and if I had returned to the castle after finishing my studying, I might have been crowned. ... But, with just being nominated, I still wouldn't have any kind of achievements either." (Nelgal) Vaiya lacked the words to retaliate. Even the former king Suprangel, who decided his studying abroad in Fokalore and not within the country, might have taken such measure in apprehension of those circumstances. "It's an excellent chance. If I triumphantly return to the castle after displaying my commanding as king in this place, it will probably make my voice and face known to the people of my nation. I'd like to have your country help for a bit longer, but accordingly I will stride across the battlefield majestically just like Her Majesty, Imeraria." (Nelgal) "That is..." (Vaiya) Though a large part of that is due to Imeraria bearing a heart of rivalry towards Hifumi while she hides her fear. Even so that might be said by me since I'm aware of it "Those are promising words. Well then, just as planned, good fortunes of war." "Thank you." Once finishing the conversation, Vaiya, who tightened his expression, faces to the front. "Elites of Horant! Have you still not heard my voice!?" (Nelgal) While Nelgal was shouting in a thunderous voice, Vaiya quietly left from behind Nelgal. "Your Majesty, Imeraria, there are no movements from Horant. It looks like they are a bit shaken by Nelgal-sama's words, but beyond that..." (Vaiya) "Is that so? ... Then, please proceed as planned." (Imeraria) Vaiya, who bowed atop his horse, shifted his look to behind Queen Imeraria, who was on the platform wagon without change, even after Nelgal mounted a horse. There he saw Hifumi who was indulging in pastry of the royal purveyor, drinking black tea and sitting on the floor of a platform wagon while ignoring the rabbitwoman who was continuing to tell him how much she wanted to meet him again with a flushed face as she approached him to a distance of being about to embrace Hifumi. Moreover, next to them there's Origa who seems to be thoroughly enquiring Sabnak about the rules and treatment of noble's concubines and marriages in the kingdom. Sabnak has limited knowledge regarding the customs of nobles. As he isn't well-informed about the law, except those regarding troubles on the streets, he is sweating with a miserable expression while being glared at for being hard pressed to answer. "Umm, that is..." (Vaiya) "Don't mind it. Let's hurry up for the sake of Nelgal-sama and Horant for now?" (Imeraria) Due to Imeraria's words, which made her irritation clear as day, Vaiya makes his horse gallop to the rear in hurry. "Good grief... Sabnak-san!" (Imeraria) "Y-Yes!" (Sabnak) Sabnak stood up with a smile. He thought it was a lifeboat from Imeraria. "What's this as Captain of the Royal Knight Order, this predicament!? Don't you think that you are lacking self-awareness as person who protects the royal court?" (Imeraria) Sabnak is confused due to what he believed to be a reinforcement being in fact a pincer attack. "Eh? No, but..." (Sabnak) "It isn't something overly nice, but the problem of men and women is an indispensable part in the noble's society. Isn't it also necessary to sometimes resolve a quarrel between fellow nobles by forcing your way through?" (Imeraria) Ahead of Imeraria's gaze, on the other side of the prostrating Sabnak, the nodding Origa is visible. And also the figure of Hifumi who is heartily tossing the sweets, she looked forward to herself, into his mouth while being served by a beautiful rabbitwoman. Imeraria, who got excessively angry due to that spectacle, snorted with a "Humph." "As there are also people who feel insecure about their position with the mistresses increasing by about one or two, please study it properly." (Imeraria) "... If you have any complaints, I will listen to them directly, Your Majesty." (Origa) "Oh my, I haven't talked about you, Origa-san... or do you feel uneasy?" (Imeraria) Due to Imeraria calmly fixing her sitting posture after turning her sight towards Hifumi and leaking a forced "Ufufu," Origa tightly grasps her iron-ribbed fan with both hands and is on the verge of breaking it. "Gugigi..." "O-Origa-san, calm down." (Sabnak) Ignoring Sabnak who tries to soothe her, Origa sat down next to Hifumi and gently placed a hand on his shoulder. Hifumi holds the black tea in his mouth without showing any particular reaction. "Madam, are you alright...?" (Viine) Almost glaring at Viine who calls out to her in worry, Origa relaxed her brows with her fingers. "I-I'm alright. A-After all I won't lose to a situation of this degree as legal wife..." (Origa) The soldiers, who received Vaiya's message, in the vicinity of the platform wagons with their lively and carefree atmosphere advance to the front. They are the soldiers of Horant, who joined Orsongrande's side after accepting Nelgal's persuasion along the way. Currently they are an unit directly commanded by Nelgal. Their numbers are 2.000. They advance orderly aiming for Nelgal, who is their supreme commander, in a long procession. They will escort the real king to his throne. The soldiers, who understood it as opportunity to achieve the highest of all honours, were filled to the brim ((with pride)) in mind and body.
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37.Candy ใ€่ปๅ‹™้•ทๅฎ˜ใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใ€‘ ๆ•™ไผš่ทกใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅบƒใ„ใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎๅฅฅใ€ๅ…ƒใฏ็ฅญๅฃ‡ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๆœจ่ฃฝใฎๅทจๅคงใชๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใ‚‹ไธญๅนด็”ทใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใŒๅฐ่ตฐใ‚Šใซ้€ฒใฟใ€ไธญๅนด็”ทใซ่€ณๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใŸ็”ทใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็„ก้ ๆ…ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ดใƒญใ‚ดใƒญใจ้Ÿฟใใ‚ˆใ†ใชไฝŽใ„ๅฃฐใง่ฉฑใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใƒใฎ้€ฃไธญใŒไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ไฝ•่€…ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฎๆ–ฐใ—ใ„้ ˜ไธปใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใ ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใงใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฏใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆŽƒใๆบœใ‚ใซไฝ•ใฎ็”จใ ใ€ ่ก€่ตฐใฃใŸ็›ฎใง็จใฟใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใ€‚ๅคšใใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใใ‚Œใงๅจๅœงใ—ใฆใใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็›ฎใคใใชใฉๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใงๆญปใฌใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใซๅพ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚’่žใใซๆฅใŸใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒใ€ ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€ใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใฏๅ‚ใ‚‰ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸๆœจ่ฃฝใฎๆฐด็ญ’ใซๅฃใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ณใƒผใƒซใฎ่‡ญใ„ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎใพใจใ‚ๅฝนใ ใจ่žใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฎไฝไบบใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆๅพ“ใ†ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹้ธใฐใ›ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒใƒใƒƒใƒใ€ใใ†็„ฆใ‚‹ใช่‹ฅ้€ ใ€‚ใงใ€ๅพ“ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹? ๅ…ตใงใ‚‚ใ‘ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๆฎบใ™ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ไปฅๅ‰ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฆๆฑ‚ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใŸ่ฒดๆ—ๆง˜ใŒใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใชใ€‚ๆญปไฝ“ใซใชใฃใฆใŠๅธฐใ‚Šใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸใœใ€ ใŠใฉใ‘ใŸ่ฉฑใ—ๆ–นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ไธ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็”ทใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚็ฌ‘ใ„ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅๅฟœใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†่ฉฑใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ€ใŠๅ‰่‡ญใ„ใžใ€‚ไฝ“ใใ‚‰ใ„ๆด—ใˆใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ—ใ‹ใ‚้ขใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงใƒ’ใƒฉใƒ’ใƒฉใจใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใ‚’็…ฝใ็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฉใƒ˜ใƒฉใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใ‚‚ใ€้™บใ—ใ„้ก”ใคใใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ใ€ใใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซ่žใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆญปใฌใ‹็”Ÿใใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎ็€ฌๆˆธ้š›ใ ใžใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚่‹ฅ้€ ใŒใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใง็ฒ‹ใŒใฃใฆ็„กไบ‹ใซๅธฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใชใ‚ˆใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไฝŽใ„ๅฃฐใงๅ‡„ใ‚€ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅๅฟœใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฉฑใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใชใ€ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใƒญใƒผใƒŒใงใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใงไฝฟ็”จใ—ใŸ้‰„่ฃฝๅฅ‘ใ‚Šๆœจใ ใŒใ€้Ž–ใฎๅŽ็ดๆฉŸ่ƒฝใŒๅฃŠใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆŸ„ใฎ้•ทใ„ใƒ•ใƒฌใ‚คใƒซใจๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใง็›ดใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šๆ•ขใˆใšใใฎใพใพไฝฟใ†ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใใ‚ŒใŒๆญฆๅ™จใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใงใใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใฏใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒค็ฌ‘ใฃใฆๆจชใซ็ซ‹ใคใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚Œใจ่จ€ใŠใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็Ÿขๅ…ˆใ€‚ ้ˆใ„้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆๅฅ‘ใ‚Šๆœจใฎๅˆ†้Š…ใŒใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใฟใซใ‚ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ้ ญ่“‹ใฎ่–„ใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใซใพใฃใ™ใๆ‰“ใก่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ่„ณใพใงๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹่žใๅ‰ใซๅ‹•ใ‘ใ€‚้ฆฌ้นฟใŒใ€ ๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใ้Ž–ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใฆๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ™ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใงใ€็™ฝ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใฏๆค…ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰ๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ไธ‹ใŸใกใฏไธ€็žฌไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ‹ๆŠŠๆกใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆญปไฝ“ใŒๅบŠใซ่ฝใกใŸ้Ÿณใงๆˆ‘ใซ่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‡Ž้ƒŽ! ๆฎบใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œๅพ…ใฆ!ใ€ ๆ‰‹ไธ‹ใŸใกใŒๅ‰ฃใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ็”ทใŸใกใ‚’ๅˆถใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆฎบใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ! ็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆๅธฐใ›ใญใ‡ใ ใ‚!ใ€ ใ€ŒไฟบใŸใกใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ๆŸใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅ‹ใฆใญใ‡ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใ ......้ ˜ไธปใ•ใพใ€ๅๅ‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ๅฃใ€…ใซไธๆบ€ใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ™ๆ‰‹ไธ‹ใŸใกใ‚’ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹้Žฎใ‚ใŸใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใฏใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ใ‚’้›ขใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใ€‚ใพใจใ‚ๅฝนใฏๆญปใ‚“ใ ใžใ€‚ใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใพใจใ‚ๅฝนใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹้€ฃไธญใ‚’ๆŸใญใฆใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎไบบๆ•ฐใชใ‚“ใฆๆŠŠๆกใงใใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใฉใ“ใซ่ชฐใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚~ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚้ขๅ€’ใใ•ใ„ใชใใ€ ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽปใใชใŒใ‚‰้Ž–ใ‚’ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ๆบใ‚‰ใ™ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใฏๅˆบๆฟ€ใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจใใฃใจ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏๆญปใฌใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ฟใซๅพ“ใ†ๆ–นใ‚’้ธใถใ€‚ๅพ“ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใพใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใฏไฝ™่ฃ•ใถใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใฎใƒใƒผใ‚ฒใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃๅญ็ˆตๆ™‚ไปฃใฎใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ๅ‡บๅ…ตใฎๆ™‚ใ€ๆๅฎณใŒๅคšใ„ใŸใ‚ใซๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซๆญฆๅŠ›ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅˆถๅœงใฏๆ’คๅ›žใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ๅดใ‚‚็›ธๅฝ“ใชไบบๆ•ฐใŒๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใฏใ†ใพใ้€ƒใ’ๅ›žใฃใฆไบ‹ใŒ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใฎๆœ‰ๅŠ›่€…ใŒๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใšๆญปใ‚“ใ ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ๅฝนใถใฃใฆๆŠผใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใŸใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ€‚ใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใ‚‚ใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใชใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐๆฅฝใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใฎๆ‰€ใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ…ตใ‚’ๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎไบบ้–“ใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงๅ…ตใ‚’้€ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€่ฉฑใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใจใ‹้ ˜ไธปใฃใฆใฎใฏใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใจ......ใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒณใ€ใจๅฅ‘ใ‚ŠๆœจใงๅบŠใ‚’็ชใ„ใŸ้Ÿณใซใ€ใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใฏ้ฉšใใซไธ€ๆญฉๅพŒใšใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ไฟบใซๆฎบใ™ๆจฉๅˆฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ไป–ไบบใซ่ญฒใ‚‹่จณใŒ็„กใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใจใ„ใ†็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๆ•™ไผš่ทกใฎๅ…จๅ“กใซๅ……ๆบ€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ชฐใซใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ“ใใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ™ใ‚‰็†่งฃใฏใ•ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎๅคง้€šใ‚Šใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไธ€ไบบใง็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜็†็”ฑใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚่„‡้“ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸๅฅดใ ใ‘ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅฆ™ใชๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚‚ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ƒจไธ‹ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ๅฅดใฎๆฐ—ใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€ ใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒใจ้ผปใ‚’ใชใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๆ†คใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฉฑใŒ้€ธใ‚ŒใŸใชใ€‚้ขๅ€’ใใ•ใใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใจใฏใŠๅ‰ใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆœใ€ไฟบใซๅพ“ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ‚ดใƒŸใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใŸๅค–ใซๅ‡บใฆใŠใ‘ใ€‚่ก—ไธญใซๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใฏๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฑๆฉŸใ‚’ๅ—…ใŽๅ–ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใพใงใ ใ€ ใพใŸๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ€ใจๅญฆ็”Ÿใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ปฝใ„ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใฏใฉใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠใจๅบŠใซๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใณใ€ใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใ•ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใ‚‚ๆญปใซใŸใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅพ“ใฃใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใ ใ€‚็„ก็†ๅผทใ„ใฏใ—ใญใ‡ใŒใชใ€ ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฑใƒžใƒ€ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไป–ใฎ็”ทใŸใกใ‚‚ๆฌกใ€…ใจใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใซๅพ“ใ†ใจ่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅผทใ„ใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใŒๅพ“ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ˜็ด”ใช่ซ–็†ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใซ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใซใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไป–ใฎใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใฎ้€ฃไธญใฏๆฅฝใซๅง‹ๆœซใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‹?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™่€…ใซๆ•ฐไบบใŒ่ณ›ๅŒใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใŸใกใซ่จ€ใ„ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใŒไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใซไผใ‚ใฃใฆ็„กใ„ใจ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจใใ€ใ‚ใฎ้ ˜ไธปใ•ใพใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†?ใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ€ใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใฏๅ…จๅ“กใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่žใ„ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†? ใ‚ใ„ใคใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅฅดใฏๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใซไผใˆใซ่กŒใใ€ใจๆ•™ไผš่ทกใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใƒ“ใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใซใ€ไป–ใฎ่€…ใŸใกใ‚‚ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้€ ่ชžใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซไปฅๅค–ใงใฏ้€š็”จใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฝ“ไบบใŸใกใฏๅฅด้šทใจใ„ใ†็ซ‹ๅ ดใจๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใจใ„ใ†ๅœฐไฝใฎๆ•ดๅˆๆ€งใซๆœ€ๅˆใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฎŸๅ‹™ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใจโ€œใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใใฎใพใพใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ โ€ใจ็†่งฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่กŒๆ”ฟใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใŒ่กŒใๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ“ใ็จŽ้‡‘ใจใ„ใ†ๅใฎ ๆˆธ็ฑใ‚’้›†่จˆใ—ใŸ็ตๆžœใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆใ‚‚5ไธ‡่ฟ‘ใ„ไบบๆ•ฐใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใ€ๆ•ฐๅไบบใฎ่ทๅ“กใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€5ไบบใงๆ”ฟๅ‹™ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šไป•ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้Ž้‡ๅŠดๅƒใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตไป˜ใใจใชใ‚Šใ€้ ˜่ปใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ๅ‹™ใซๆบใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใชใฃใŸใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏใ€ใใฎไธญใงใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๆฅฝใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–นใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ๆญฆ่ฃ…ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏๆ่€—ใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ›ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆ็ฎก็†ใ‚‚ๆฅฝใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใซไฝœใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้“ๅ…ทใ‚„ๆญฆ่ฃ…ใซใคใ„ใฆไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒๅคงๅค‰ใชใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ€‚ ็Ž‹้ƒฝใงๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฝผๅฅณใซใจใฃใฆใ€ๅนณๆฐ‘ใฎๅฅณใ‚’้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใฉใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ€ๅ‰ใถใฃใŸไธŠๅธใŒๅฑ…ใชใ„ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„่ทๅ ดใฏ้Žใ”ใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ„็’ฐๅขƒใงใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ......ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ๆฏ›ใฎ้•ทใ„็ตจๆฏฏๆ•ทใใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ€้‡ๅŽšใชใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆๆ›ธ้กžใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใ€ใจใŸใจใŸใจ่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใฆใ€็ง˜ๆ›ธ็”จใฎใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใซใ„ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใซๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตๆง˜ใ€‚้ƒจไธ‹ใฎ็งใŒ็ซ‹ใกใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใญ? ไธŠใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‚‚ใฎใฏไธ‹ใซไปปใ›ใฆใฉใฃใ—ใ‚Šใจๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ......ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„......ใ€ ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎ่ชฌๆ•™ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใพใซ่ฝใก่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅฐใ•ใ„่บซไฝ“ใŒใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฐใ•ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ“ใฎๆ›ธ้กžใฏใ“ใ“ใงไบบๆ•ฐใฎ่จˆ็ฎ—ใ‚’้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซๅˆใ‚ใชใใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ‹Ÿๅ…ตใ—ใฆใ‚‚200ไบบใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ…......ใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆฐ—่ฝใกใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฎ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใซใžใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒ‹ใƒคใคใใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹้ก”ใ‚’ๆ นๆ€งใงๅผ•ใ็ท ใ‚ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆ–นใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๅฃฐใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตๆง˜ใ€ๅŽณใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†้›‘ไบ‹ใฏ็งใซใŠไปปใ›ใใ ใ•ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใจใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅคงๅค‰ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ—......ใ€ 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ใŠใพใพใ”ใจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้…็ฝฎใ ใŒใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹้ ˜่ปใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่จ€ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ่žใใฎใงใ€ใ“ใฎ้ ˜ใงใฏๅ…ตใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰ใ‚ไบ‹ใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฐใ•ใ„่บซไฝ“ใงใกใ‚‡ใ“ใกใ‚‡ใ“ใจๅ‹•ใๅ›žใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ๅจๅŽณใฏ็š†็„กใ ใŒๅคงไบบๆ•ฐใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใซใฏๅฆ™ใซ้•ทใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ…ง็œผใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๆ‚”ใ—ใ„ใฎใง็ตถๅฏพใซ่ชใ‚ใชใ„ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎ็„ก่Œถใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‹ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†้ขจใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๆ‚ชใ่จ€ใฃใกใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆœฌ้ŸณใŒๆผใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ ไฝ•ใงใ“ใ‚“ใช่‰ฏใ„ๅญใŒใ‚ใ‚“ใช่ก€ๅก—ใ‚Œ็”ทใซๆ‡ใใฎใ‹ใ€ๅซ‰ๅฆฌใŒ็…ฎใˆใŸใŽใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ–‡ๆ›ธใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซๅฑŠใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๆ–น้ขใธใฎ่ปใฎ็ทจๆˆๅ†…ๅฎนใŒๆฑบใพใฃใŸ้ ƒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ 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Chapter 37: Candy Entering the ruins of the church, inside a spacious hall, where the altar originally stood, there was a middle-aged man sitting in a huge wooden chair, surrounded by several standing men. Probably his subordinates. Bifron jogged forward, whispering something in the ear of the middle-aged man. Having listened to what Bifron was saying, the man rudely looked at Hifumi, and started talking in a deep, resounding voice. "It seems some of our guys are indebted to you, but who are you?" (Torkemada) "The new Lord. Are you Torkemada?" (Hifumi) "Correct. So, what business does the Lord have, coming all the way to our garbage heap?" (Torkemada) Torkemada glared with bloodshot eyes. He had probably been able to daunt many people with that gaze, but Hifumi didn't really care. "I came to ask you whether you want to die, or follow my orders." (Hifumi) "Hah." (Torkemada) Laughing scornfully, Torkemada put a nearby wooden flask towards his mouth. The content smelled like alcohol. "I heard you were the manager here in the slums. I was thinking of gathering the inhabitants here and have them choose whether to submit or not." (Hifumi) "Hahaha, don't be so hurried, youngster. So, what will you do if I don't obey? Set the soldiers after us to kill us? There was an aristocrat making the same demands before, but we sent him home as a corpse." (Torkemada) Speaking in a joking manner, the surrounding subordinates started laughing. Hifumi didn't respond, or rather, he didn't really listen to what Torkemada said. "I don't care about that. Just do it. Also, you smell. You should at least wash your body." (Hifumi) Hifumi frowned, waving his left hand around in an imitation of Torkemada. Torkemada himself stopped laughing, and put on a grim look. "That's the kind of serious look you should listen with. This is the moment where your life or death is decided." (Hifumi) "Don't get carried away. Don't think a youngster like you can act brave here in the slums, and then return in one piece." (Torkemada) He once again threatened in a deep voice, but Hifumi only responded with a sigh. "I can't get through to you, can I?" (Hifumi) With a rattling sound, Hifumi retrieved the metal chigiriki he used in the battle in Rhone. Although, the retractable function for the chain had broken, so it was more like a flail with a long handle. As he couldn't fix it on his own, he could only use it as it was for now. "Oh, you want to fight?" (Torkemada) Judging that it was a weapon, Torkemada grinned broadly and turned to Bifron standing beside him, about to tell Bifron to be Hifumi's opponent. The chigiriki made a dull sound as its weight was driven into his temple. Hitting the weak part of the cranium and continuing straight ahead, it clearly reached his brain. "Move before you ask someone whether to fight or not. Idiot." (Hifumi) Hifumi nimbly pulled back the chain and swung it around, as Torkemada fell down from from his chair with the whites in his eyes showing. The underlings couldn't understand what happened for a short moment, but came to their senses as they heard the sound of the dead body hitting the floor. "You asshole! Kill him!" (Mob A) "Wait!" (Bifron) As the subordinates were about to draw their swords, Bifron hurriedly commanded them to stop. "Why are you stopping us!?" (Mob A) "Bifron, he killed Torkemada! We can't let him go back alive!" (Mob B) "Even if we attack in a group, we can't win. Torkemada died because he didn't understand that... Lord, could you please give us your name?" (Bifron) Having somehow calmed down the subordinates voicing their dissatisfaction, Bifron showed that his hand had separated from the sword. "It's Hifumi. Your manager has died, so Bifron, can you substitute for him?" (Hifumi) "Manager... well, he only managed the people here. As we don't have a grasp on the huge number of people in the slums, we don't know where people are." (Bifron) "Aahh... So it's like that. What a bother." (Hifumi) Hifumi scratched his head, shaking the chains. The listless Bifron took that moment to quietly ask him a question. "I'd chose to follow you over dying. If I weren't going to follow you, will the soldiers come again?" (Bifron) Torkemada was talking as if he was filled with composure, but during Viscount Hagenti's rule, soldiers were dispatched to the slums. They had huge losses, and while they managed to drive back the soldiers with force in the end, a considerable amount of people in the slums died. Only after running around, confirming that all the influential people back then had died, did Torkemada start behaving like the boss of this gym. And since joining an appropriate group makes it easier, Bifron had joined Torkemada. If soldiers were now dispatched like they were back then, the people in the slums would easily be disposed of. "Why are you asking whether I'd send soldiers?" (Hifumi) "Well, nobles and Lords are like that, so I figured..." (Bifron) Bam. The sound of the chigiriki hitting the floor made Bifron take a step back in surprise. "If someone obstructs me, I have the the privilege to kill them. I won't let anyone else take that away from me." (Hifumi) Everyone in the church ruins felt as if asking what the hell Hifumi was talking about. Although nobody, even Origa, comprehended it, it was the same reason why Hifumi stood on the main street in Rhone by himself. "I don't understand the minds of guys who use their subordinates to kill people." (Hifumi) Hifumi angrily snorted with a "fun~" as no one kept up with him. "The conversation has deviated. As it has become tiresome, I will leave it to you afterwards. Tomorrow morning, those who obey me will lose the status of trash, the others will have to get out. Those remaining in the city will be killed. I think that's easy enough to understand." (Hifumi) "W-Whether they are going to believe this story or not ..." (Bifron) "It doesn't matter. It will be their end if they aren't able to sense the danger." (Hifumi) Biding his farewell, Hifumi gave them a light greeting of "see ya tomorrow!" as if he was a student while leaving. Bifron sank to the floor with a thump. "Bi-Bifron-san ..." (Mob A) "You lot better obey him as well if you don't want to die. This here are the slums. You will die if you insist." (Bifron) Seeing him having his view facing towards Torkemada, the other men one by one told Bifron that they would obey. "Ah, will we keep this a secret from the other groups so that we can comfortably get rid of the guys from the other groups?" (Mob B) As several others agreed to that sort of idea being proposed, Bifron told them to better stop it. "What do you think will that Lord-sama do at the time he learns that we hadn't passed on the announcement to the other groups?" (Bifron) Standing up, Bifron looked at everybody. "Didn't you listen? Anyone who becomes an obstacle will be killed by that guy." (Bifron) As Bifron left the church ruins to go inform the other groups, the other guys also tagged along. The expression 'civil official slave' is a word coined by Hifumi. With the exception of Fokalore it hadn't circulated yet. Although their position as slaves, and their status as civil officials made the people confused in the beginning, but when they started actually working, they just said "ah, so that's what the expression means", and understood. With the administration service being completed, the war reserve funds could be definitely collected under the name of taxes. Other than Kasha's principle of saying "something is wrong with these people", only the 5 civil official slaves were put to work like slaves just as that title implied. The result of tallying the family register was the knowledge of there being close to 50.000 people in Fokalore even if the slums were excluded. Although there were dozens of staff members, only 5 people managing the government affairs by themselves doubtlessly was a matter of overwork. Attached under Alyssa, Miyukare took part in the office work on matters closely related to the territorial army. She considered that to be an especially comfortable situation for herself. In reality the management related to armament was easy too as the loss was originally small as well. Before Hifumi became aware of it, the method to learn how to use the tools and arms made by the dwarves became difficult as those were unfamiliar. For the women who served as civil officials in the capital this was a new workplace supported by a peaceful environment without having superiors that acted self-important or nobles making fun of them for being women of common birth. "A-Ano ... Miyukare-san, I don't understand this, but ..." (Alyssa) Alyssa was scanning through the documents as if clinging to the massive desk in the office with its long fur carpet spread out. Someone who came approaching with a *tota tota* timidly held out the documents to Miyukare at her secretary desk. "Alyssa-sama. You asked for the subordinate standing in front of me, right? You have to be prepared to entrust substantial things to those below as one standing above others." (Miyukare) "A-Ano ... I am sorry ..." (Alyssa) Alyssa got openly depressed as she was lectured while receiving the documents. "Moreover, because the document is incorrect here regarding the count of people, it can't be used as final count. Since there aren't 200 people with even the recruited soldiers, you have to understand at least this much, please." (Miyukare) "A..u ..." (Alyssa) She tightened her face, that almost began to grin, with will-power, placed a hand on Alyssa and changed to a soft voice. "Alyssa-sama, I am very sorry for saying such harsh things. But it is fine to leave such miscellaneous tasks to me." (Miyukare) "But, if that's the case, I think it will become difficult for Miyukare-san ..." (Alyssa) It took Miyukare all her effort to withhold the nosebleed due to Alyssa who wasn't even ten years younger than her. Barely, without revealing her facial expression, she pretended to be calmly thanking her. "Such a lowly slave like me receiving such consideration, thank you very much. I was appointed as Alyssa-sama's assistant. Since this is my duty, please rely on me without holding back." (Miyukare) "Is that so? ... Although I don't quite understand, thanks Miyukare-san!" (Alyssa) As she endured with a mind of steel to not embrace the brightly smiling Alyssa closely, Hifumi entered the room without even knocking. "Ah, Hifumi-san!" (Miyukare) "... Don't leak such sickening mood." (Hifumi) "Ara, you can say that it is an important element for smoothly handling the work that the subordinate and the superior get along with each other." (Miyukare) As she didn't even care about speaking her mind without holding back even though being a slave, he felt some indescribably bad affinity with her. (I think I am to blame for not seeing through such a fellow, but ...) "Since I will clean out the slums tomorrow, you have to assign a number of people to prepare dealing with the aftermath." (Hifumi) Miyukare's side reacted sensitively towards Hifumi's words. "... Have you done something again?" (Miyukare) , because of that Hifumi had a complacent mood. Miyukare was at her wits' end. "Will it prove successful to use the guys from the slums?" (Miyukare) "This will depend on your guys' education. I leave it to you, military director Alyssa" (Hifumi) "Ah, yes! Understood!" (Alyssa) After hitting Alyssa's head with a *pon pon*, Hifumi immediately left. "Again a troublesome matter ..." (Miyukare) Although her deployment was like playing house, given that for some reason the soldiers of the territorial army listened well to the things Alyssa said, there were only few troubles in relation to the soldiers of this territory. Even if it might be fine because of Hifumi's discerning eye, Miyukare absolutely couldn't accept it since it was somehow vexing. "Well then, we should prepare to meet the Lord-sama's unreasonable demands." (Miyukare) "Miyukare-san, you are not allowed to speak bad words about Hifumi-san in such way, okay?" (Alyssa) "... I am very sorry. My true opinion leaked out." (Miyukare) How could such excellent child become emotionally attached to such bloodstained man? It was the time to finally decide the details of the troops organisation fielded against Vichy when a letter from Horant to Imeraria arrived. Looking at the delivered documents which took a full 5 days to arrive from the city closest to Horant, Imeraria held the middle of her forehead feeling a headache. Due to the anxious words, Imeraria raised her face and looked at Pajou. "Pajou, it is written here that Horant claims the massive killing of citizens in Rhone to be the responsibility of our country. However going by the details I read in your report the cause was apparently some magic tool from Horant." (Imeraria) "I swear that there are no lies to be found in the contents of the report you have received from me ... Will Horant cooperate with Vichy?" (Pajou) "It seems so. Although I think it won't come as far as an invasion because they have to ascertain the validity of Vichy doing something like "Revenge" against our country going by the contents of the letter ... I wonder whether I should gather some soldiers on the main road on Horant's side just to be sure." (Imeraria) In spite of being remembered of a certain person being first on the list of many hot-blooded people causing many to be troubled while Imeraria was worried, Pajou drew close all of a sudden. "However, regarding this matter, there is movement to dispatch troops in the direction of Horant in the name of Captain Stifels of the Second Knight Unit." (Pajou) "What is he selfishly ..." (Imeraria) "That is, it seems he spread a rumor of having somehow obtained the approval from Prince Ayperos "With all due respect, it appears the prince faction is opposed to the matters of the princess who is thought to be intimate with Hifumi-san ..." (Pajou) "I have no intention to compete for the hegemony with my younger brother." (Imeraria) "I-I am very sorry. I have said too much." (Pajou) Being slapped with a warning, Pajou hurriedly shut up. "... Though there is something I am thinking about, in the end it has become nothing but completely brutal matters. Even though I wanted to take care of the life of the people becoming a lot calmer until just a little while ago." (Imeraria) Now she was only thinking of wanting to start moving quickly against Vichy. Imeraria gently covered her eyes with her slender fingers.magic
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ใ€Œใƒใ‚ซใŒ! ใ“ใฎไบบๆ•ฐ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹!ใ€ ๅซใณๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ตฐใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ ใŒใ€ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใงใ”ใฃใŸ่ฟ”ใ™ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎไธญใ€็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆป‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ่ฆ‹ๅคฑใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใƒใฃ! ใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใฃใŸ!ใ€ ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ™ใŒใ€ๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅคšใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ๅฟ…ใšใ—ใ‚‚ๆœ‰ๅˆฉใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใžใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๅฉใใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใๅ‰ใซๆญป่ง’ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใพใŸๅˆฅใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๅฉใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใŒ้‚ช้ญ”ใงไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ“ใ !ใ€ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒใ€่ชžใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใชใ‚ˆใ€‚ไธๆ„ๆ‰“ใกใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฎ่‚ฉใซ่ปฝใๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใƒ’ใƒงใ‚คใฃใจไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใฃ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใฃ......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ŠใŒใ€ไปฒ้–“ใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซๅˆ€ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆ’ฅใญใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠไบ’ใ„ใŒ่ฟ‘ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ™ใจๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใžใ€ ๅŒๅฃซ่จŽใกใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใซใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใคใคใ‚‚ๅŠใณ่…ฐใ ใ€‚ ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸไฝ็ฝฎใซใ„ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใซๆ•ฃ้–‹ใ‚’ๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎๅฃใพใงไธ‹ใŒใ‚Œ!ใ€ ๅฃฐใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใƒใƒƒใจใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒชใ‚ธใƒชใจไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅบƒใ€…ใจใ—ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎไธญๅคฎใซไธ€ไบบๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’็ดใ‚ใฆไธๆ•ตใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใพใงใฏๆญฃ่งฃใ‹ใชใ€‚ใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‰ใใ†ใซ......็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚’ๅฃŠๆป…ใ•ใ›ใŸใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ๅพŒใง็–ฒๅŠดใฎๆฅตใฟใซใ‚ใฃใŸ้šŠ้•ท้”ใ‚’่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่ฅฒใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใฝใฃใจๅ‡บใฎๅฅดใซใ€ไฟบใŸใก้จŽๅฃซใŒ้…ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ็พๅฎŸใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่…ฐใฎๅˆ€ใ€ๆŸ„้ ญใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๅฉใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎไบบๆ•ฐใŒใ„ใฆใ€ใ™ใงใซไฟบใฎๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใฆไธ€ๅฏพไธ€ใงๆˆฆใŠใ†ใจใ„ใ†ๅฅดใŒๅไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใฆใ“ใชใ„ใฎใฏไฝ•ๆ•…ใ ? ็ฐกๅ˜ใ ใ€‚ไปฒ้–“ใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ๅ‹ใฆใชใ„ใจใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒใ‚ซใƒใจๆŸ„้ ญใฎ้‡‘ๅ…ทใซ็ˆชใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€‚ ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ„ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰ใฏใใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎ่ช‡ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใŠๅ‰ใŒ็Ž‡ๅ…ˆใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆๆฅใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏ้ก”ใ‚’็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆ€–ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€็ด ๆ‰‹ใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๅˆ€ใ‚’้ž˜ใ”ใจ่…ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅŽ็ดใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฟบใฏ้Žงใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Œใฐๆฎบใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใžใ€‚ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Œใฐใชใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใฏ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใ™ใŽใŸใ€‚ใ‚บใ‚ฟใ‚บใ‚ฟใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆปใ‚“ใงใ€ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ‰ใซใงๆ™’ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆ็›ดใ—ใฆ้€ฒใฟๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใฎ่ท้›ขใ‚’ใ‚ธใƒชใ‚ธใƒชใจ่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใ„ใใคใคใ€ไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ใ€่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒๅดใซใ„ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใซ้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใปใฉใŒ้ ทใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€ใ‚ใˆใฆๅคงใใชๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญปใญ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒ็„ก็†ใ ใ€ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ–œใ‚ๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฎๅ‰ฃใฏใ‚‚ใจใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบŒๆœฌใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚‚ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซๅ›žใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใคใพๅ…ˆใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ่†ใฎ่ฃใ‚’่นดใ‚‹ใจใ€่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฎ้ฆ–ใซ่…•ใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใจใ‚‚้ฆ–ใ‚’็ท ใ‚ไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆ„่ญ˜ใŒๆททๆฟใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚ใ€‚้จŽๅฃซใฎ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใซๆฅใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใชใ„ใžใ€‚้จŽๅฃซใจใฏใชใ‚“ใ ? ไปฒ้–“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใฆใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๅฅดใฎไบ‹ใ‹? ๆ ผๅฅฝใ‚„ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ™ใ่ฟ‘ใใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฎ้ ญใฏใใกใ‚ƒใใกใ‚ƒใซๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŸใ‹ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฎ่ช‡ใ‚Šใฏไฝ•ใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใŸใฃใŸไปŠใ€ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ใ€้ ๅทปใใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้€ฃไธญใฏไฝ•ใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ้ ญใฏๅ‹•ใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒไปŠ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใฏใ€ไฝ•ใŒใงใใ‚‹? ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ™ไบ‹ใ‹? ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใ‚’่‡ชๆ…ขใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šๅฟ…ๆญปใง่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ็ท ใ‚ไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅœงๅŠ›ใง่…•ใŒ่Žใˆใฆๅ‰ฃใฏ่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ๅทฆ่…•ใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่…•ใซๆŽดใพใ‚Œใฆๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚่ถณใ‚‚ใ€่ทชใ„ใŸๅงฟๅ‹ขใงใฏใ†ใพใๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆ่ฆ–็•ŒใŒ็™ฝใๆททๆฟใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ณใ‚คใƒ„ใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใ‹ใ€ ่ฝ่ƒ†ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ€็ท ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใฏๆ›ดใซไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ?ใ€ ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏๅŠ›ใ„ใฃใฑใ„้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใฆใ€ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ใจใ‹ๆŒ‡2ๆœฌ็จ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸๅ‰ๆญฏใงใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่…•ใซๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใ€ ๅ™›ใฟใกใŽใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏธๅ‰ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‹˜ๆŸใ‚’่งฃใ„ใฆ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ็ชฎๅœฐใ‚’่„ฑใ—ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€ใชใ‚Šใตใ‚Šๆง‹ใ‚ใš่ปขใŒใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฎ้ธๆŠžใฏ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใใฏไธ‹ๅ“ใ ใจใ‹่จ€ใ†ๅฅดใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆœ‰ๅŠนใชๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ ใ€‚ๆญฏใŒไธˆๅคซใชใ‚‰ใชใ€ ๅ†ท้™ใซ่ฉฑใ™ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ€ๅ’ณใ่พผใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸ็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€้ป™ใฃใŸใพใพ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ•ใ™ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏไปŠใ€็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใŒ......ๆฌกใฎๆ‰‹ใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆญปใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆ้€†ใซๅ†ท้™ใซใชใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†็†ๆƒณใฎ้จŽๅฃซใซใฏใชใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆ ผๅฅฝใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้Žงใ‚’ใ‚ฌใƒใƒฃใ‚ฌใƒใƒฃใจๅค–ใ—ใ€ๅบŠใซ่ฝใจใ—ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใ€Œ็†่งฃใฏใ—ใŸใ€‚ไฟบใฏ่ฒดๆง˜ใซใฏๆ•ตใ‚ใชใ„ใ€ ่บซ่ปฝใชๆ ผๅฅฝใซใชใฃใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€ๅนใฃๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฌกใฏใ€ไฟบใŒๅ‹ใคใ€ ่จ€ใ„็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๅ…จๅŠ›ใง่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏ้จŽๅฃซใ‚„่ฒดๆ—ใŒไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ไฝฟ็”จไบบใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ็‹ญใ„ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฟฝใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใŒไธ€ใคๅข—ใˆใŸใช......ใ•ใฆใ€ ็ช็„ถ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ‚’ๅ‘†็„ถใจ่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใฒใจใ‚Šใฒใจใ‚Š่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใ€ๅ่ช‰ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ‘ฝใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใŒใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ไปŠใชใ‚‰ๅคงใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใงใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใพใจใ‚ใฆ็ด ๆ‰‹ใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅณ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใƒชใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใ—ใŸๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใฃใกใ‹ใŒๆญปใฌใพใงใ€ใจใ“ใจใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๆฐ—็ตถใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพฉๅธฐใ—ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใจใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏ็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ‰ใฎๅบƒๅ ดใธใจๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‚’่ช˜ๅฐŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆๆˆดๅ† ๅผใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใ€ใจๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅฃใ€…ใซๅซใณใ€่ตฐใ‚‰ใšใซใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š้€ฒใ‚ใจๆณจๆ„ใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎ้…็ฝฎใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบ†่งฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใฏใ€็งใฏๅผ•ใ็ถšใไผšๅ ดใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใซใ‚ใŸใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏ้šŠ้•ทใธ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ใ€ ๅบƒๅ ดใธๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ€ๅผ•ใ็ถšใๅ…ตใŸใกใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใŒ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใฎๅ‰ใซ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅคšใใฎๆฐ‘่ก†ใŒๅบƒๅ ดใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ถใƒฏใคใใŒๅŽใพใฃใฆใใŸใ“ใ‚ใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŒใตใจไธŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใฎใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใซ้Žงๅงฟใฎใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒ็พใ‚Œใ€ใฒใจๅ‘ผๅธ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ‚’ๅพ“ใˆใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆง˜ใ !ใ€ ่ชฐใ‹ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใธใจๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ 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ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒๅ‘ฝๆ‡ธใ‘ใงๅฎˆใ‚ŠๆŠœใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ่ฑŠใ‹ใงไฝใฟใ‚ˆใ„ๅ›ฝใซใ™ใ‚‹็พฉๅ‹™ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅฎˆใฃใŸ็”ฒๆ–ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ€ใใ†ๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ๅ›ฝใซใ™ใ‚‹ไฝฟๅ‘ฝใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚็ตŒ้จ“ใ‚‚ๆต…ใใ€่‹ฅใ™ใŽใ‚‹้ ผใ‚Šใชใ„็Ž‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏ่ชใ‚ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใซใŠ็ด„ๆŸใ‚’ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ่บซๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใชๆšดๅ›ใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ€ ๆธ…ใ€…ใ—ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใงใฏใฃใใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ๅœฐ้Ÿฟใใซใ™ใ‚‰ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹็จ‹ใฎๆญ“ๅฃฐใจๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธ€่บซใซๅ—ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใฎไธญใธใจๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไบบใ€…ใฏๅฃใ€…ใซๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎๅฎฃ่จ€ใซไป˜ใ„ใฆๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚พใƒญใ‚พใƒญใจๆ—ฅๅธธใธใจๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฐ‘่ก†ใŒ่งฃๆ•ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒ็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็‰ฉใจใฏ้•ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ถณใงใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๆญฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใใจๅฎฃ่จ€ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๅ•้กŒใฏๅคšใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅ……ๅˆ†ๆบ€่ถณใงใใ‚‹็ตๆžœใ ใจใ€็งใฏๆ€ใ†ใžใ€ ็Ž‹ๅฅณใจใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่กŒใๆœซใ‚’ๆกˆใ˜ใฆใ€่‹ฅใ„ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใŸๅŒๅƒšใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ้›†ๅ›ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฃใจ้›ขใ‚Œใ€ๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใพใซๆถ™ใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚“ใ ้›†ๅ›ฃใฏใ€ใ™ใงใซๆฎ‹ใ™ใจใ“ใ‚ๅๅใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ด ๆ‰‹ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅ‰ฃใงๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸ้›†ๅ›ฃใฏใ€่ถณใ‚„่…•ใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆญปใฌใ‹ไธƒ่ปขๅ…ซๅ€’ใ—ใฆๆ‚ถ็ตถใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚’ๅผทๅˆถใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไบ”ไฝ“็„กไบ‹ใช่€…ใŸใกใฏใ€ๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ—ใŸไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใšใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใ้›ขใ™ใฎใŒ็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใ ใ€‚ ้ฎไบŒ็„กไบŒๆ–ฌใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง็ฃ็Ÿณใงๅธใ„ไป˜ใใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใฎๆ‡ใซใ™ใฃใจๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใจใ€ๆŒ‡ไบŒๆœฌใ‚’ๆฅ”ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆ‹ณใงใ€่‚‹้ชจใ‚„้กŽใ‚’ๅฉใๅ‰ฒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใง็—›ใฟใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฝใจใใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€่…•ใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚ŒใฆๆŠ•ใ’่ฝใจใ•ใ‚Œใ€้ ญใ‹ใ‚‰็กฌใ„ๅบŠใซ่ฝใกใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€้‹ใŒ่‰ฏใใฆใ‚‚้ ญใซใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใ€‚ ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใพใพใ ใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚Œใฆใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅบŠใซๅพŒ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’ๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่ก€ใฎ่Šฑใ‚’ๅบŠใซๅ’ฒใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€่‚˜ใฎๅ†…ๅดใ‚’ๅฉใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๅ‰ฃใง้ก”ใ‚„่ถณใ‚’ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใช......็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏๆญฆๅ™จใ‚‚ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ ใž......ใ€ ใ€Œใใใฃ! ใชใ‚“ใงๆญปใชใชใ„ใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ้ฉšๆ„•ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใ€ๆ€’ใ‚‹่€…ใ€ๅˆ†ใ‘้š”ใฆใชใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏ็ถšใใ€‚ ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้€†่ขˆ่ฃŸใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ใใฎใพใพๅˆฉ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใ€่…•ใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚ŒใŸใพใพๅ††ใ‚’ๆใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใ‚‹ใ‚ŠใจไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‹ใธใจๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆตใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅบŠใง้ผป้ขใ‚’ๆฝฐใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…œใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚Œ้ šๆคŽใ‚’ใฒใญใ‚ŠๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใ€‚ ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’้ก”ใซๅˆบใ—ใฆๆญปใ‚“ใ ่€…ใ€‚ ๆŒ‡ใงๅ–‰ใฎ่‚‰ใ‚’ใกใŽใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๅคฑ่ก€ๆญปใ—ใŸ่€…ใ€‚ ใพใ ็”Ÿใใฆๅ‘ปใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ก€ใงๅฝฉใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎไธญใงใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎไธ€ไบบใŒ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใฆ่ถณใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่ปขใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’่ธใฟๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๆญปใ‚“ใ ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใ‘ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆต็Ÿณใซไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใจใ€ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซ็ด ๆ‰‹ใงๅคšใใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ•ใฐใ„ใŸไบ‹ใงใ€่ƒธใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใซๆฏใ‚’ๅธใ„่พผใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆบ€่ถณใ’ใซๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใจ่ก€ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๅ‘ณใ‚ใ„ใ€ใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Šใจๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใฆใพใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธญใซใฏๅ‘ฝไนžใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ€Œ้…ใ„ใ€ใจไธ€่จ€ใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆจใฆใฆใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงๅˆ€ใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ไฝฟใ‚ใšใ€่ธใ‚€ใ‹ๆปใ‚‹ใ‹ใงๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใตใจใ€่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใŒใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้–‹ใใƒ‰ใ‚ขใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใฎไบบๆ•ฐใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎ่€…ใซๅ‘ณๆ–นใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ใใ“ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€็•ชๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ ใฃใŸๅฅดใฏใ€่ณขๆ˜Žใซใ‚‚้€ƒใ’ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใชใ€‚ๅคšๅˆ†ใ‚ใ„ใคใŒ้ฆ–่ฌ€่€…ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๅพŒใฎ้€ฃไธญใฏๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใฏใพใ ใฉใ“ใ‹ใซๆฝœใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅ…ˆใปใฉใ€ๆˆดๅ† ๅผใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ›ใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ็Ž‹ๅ† ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒฉใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใปใ†ใŒใ—ใฃใใ‚Šใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€้‡‘่‰ฒใซ่ผใ็ดฐใ‹ใช่ฃ…้ฃพใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ† ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใช้Š€้ซชใฎไธŠใซๅœจใฃใŸใ€‚ ็Ÿญใ่จ€ใ„ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎไธ€ไบบใฎ้ฆ–ใซ่ธตใ‚’่ผ‰ใ›ใ€ไฝ“้‡ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ้ˆใ„้Ÿณใจใ†ใ‚ใๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็›ฎใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใŠใ‘ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใฏใŠๅ‰ใŒ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’็ตฑ็Ž‡ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸ็ตๆžœใ ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆฏใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใฆใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎไธญใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใฃใŸใ„ใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‰ใšใซๆธˆใ‚“ใ ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใชใ€‚ไฟบใชใ‚‰ๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸๆ™‚็‚นใง็ท ใ‚ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ๅคงไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใชใ€‚้ฆฌ้นฟใ‚’็‚™ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใฎใซ้ƒฝๅˆใŒใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎ้ฆฌ้นฟใŒ้›†ใพใฃใฆใใŸใ€ ใใ‚Œใซใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๅคšใ„ใจใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŒใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๅฏŸใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใžใ‚ใžใ‚ใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใฆใ€ๆ‰‹้š›ใ‚ˆใๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไฟบใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏใŠๅ‰ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ๆœ›ใ‚€็ตๆžœใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ‚‚้•ใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไฟบใฏๆฎบใ—ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ†ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ใ€็ญ”ใˆใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใฆ็ตๆžœใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฎใ ใ€‚ไปŠใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ ใฃใฆใ€่“‹ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚ŒใฐไฟบใŒๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ไธๆ€่ญฐใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ‚‰็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใƒขใƒŽใฏๅ…จใฆไฝฟใฃใฆใ€็ตๆžœใŒๅ‡บใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–œใถใชใ‚Šๆ‚ฒใ—ใ‚€ใชใ‚Šใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใๅฏธๅ‰ใงใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚ใ€‚ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ๅฅดใŒๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ้›†ใพใฃใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚็‰ฉใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸ็‰ฉใ‚’็†่งฃใงใใ‚‹ใฎใจใงใฏใ€ๅ…จใๅˆฅใฎ่ฉฑใ ใžใ€ ๅฏใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅŽปใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ๅฎฐ็›ธใซใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใซใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ......ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉๅคšใใฎๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใจๆญ“ๅฃฐใ‚’ใใ‚ŒใŸๆฐ‘่ก†ใŸใกใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ถณๆ—ฉใซ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€็Ž‰ๅบงใธๅบงใ‚‹ใจใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใ€้€ƒไบกใ—ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‹ในใๅ‡ฆ็ฝฎใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๅฅณ็Ž‹ๆœ€ๅˆใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
"What an idiot! Do you plan to win against this number of opponents?" (Balzephon) Although Balzephon started to dash towards Hifumi raising his voice to yelling, he lost sight of Hifumi in the blink of an eye as he was moving, as if gliding, in the dance hall crowded with the other knights while laughing. "Tsk! Where did he go!?" (Balzephon) He surveys his surroundings while turning in a circle, but he isn't able to spot Hifumi's figure. "You can't say it's always advantageous to have large numbers." (Hifumi) Striking the head of a single knight, he enters the blind spot of his opponent before he can turn around and strikes yet another knight. "I guess it's inevitable for you to obstruct each other with such experiences?" (Hifumi) "There you are!" A knight, who was brandishing his sword, slashes at the back of the talking Hifumi. "Don't speak. You have to do a surprise attack." (Hifumi) While saying these words, Hifumi lightly placed his hand on the shoulder of the knight, who was in front of him, and changed places with him in a swift movement. "Gya!?" "Uh..." The knight, who planned to hit Hifumi instead ended up hitting his own colleague with his sword, was beheaded while being perplexed. "You are far too close to each other. That results in you cutting your own allies, if you swing your swords poorly." (Hifumi) The knights, who personally witnessed the friendly fire, have an indecisive attitude even while preparing their swords. Being in a separate location, Balzephon instructed all of them to disperse. "Everybody, fall back to the walls of the hall!" (Balzephon) Hearing his voice, the surprised knights are slowly withdrawing. Hifumi, who was left all alone in the centre of the hall, sheaths his katana and laughs daringly. "Is this the correct answer, I wonder? So, what will you do next?" (Hifumi) "How arrogant... although the Second Knight Order was destroyed, you likely only attacked captain's group from the back after they were exhausted from the battle. Us knights won't fall behind a country-bumpkin like you bastard." (Balzephon) "Look at the reality." Hifumi shakes his head as if being incredulous about Balzephon's words. He knocks with a finger on the pommel of the katana at his waist. "We have so many knights here, why won't the fellow, who has already come out in front of me and told me to fight him one-on-one, come forward? It's simple. You saw your colleagues getting killed. You are probably aware that you won't be able to win." (Balzephon) The knocking sound of a nail hitting the metal fixtures of the pommel is resounding. Balzephon glares at the knights in his surroundings, but all of them are trying to not make eye contact and avert their sight. "You worthless bunch! Don't you have pride as knights!?" (Balzephon) "No, no, if you say this much, you have to take the lead and come forward yourself." (Hifumi) Saying this while laughing, Balzephon stared at Hifumi with a bright red face. "Ah, if you are scared of this, let's go bare-handed." (Hifumi) Once Hifumi drew the katana, together with the scabbard, from his waist and quickly tossed it into his darkness storage, he showed his palms. "Hey, set up your sword properly. Since I'm not wearing any armour, you might kill me, if you hit me. If you hit me, that is." (Hifumi) "You underestimate a knight far too much, bastard. I will chop you into pieces and present your corpse in front of Imeraria." (Balzephon)magic Balzephon stepped forward correcting his sword stance. While gradually shortening the distance to Hifumi, he dispatches the knights, who are in Hifumi's back, with a glance, that lasted only an instant. Balzephon, confirming that both of them nodded, purposely spoke in a loud voice. "Die!" (Balzephon) "That's impossible in this situation." (Hifumi) Hifumi slowly advances diagonally forward. With only that alone, to say nothing about Balzephon's sword, the two swords, swung downward from the back, don't hit either. Hifumi, who circled into Balzephon's back as if smoothly passing through, kicked the backside of his opponent's knee with the tips of his toes and locked an arm around the neck of the kneeling Balzephon. Constricting the neck together with Balzephon's right hand holding the sword, Balzephon's consciousness is slowly getting muddy. "Hey, try having a look at your surroundings. There's no knight trying to approach in order to save you. What's a knight? Are they guys, who also abandon their friends to save their own lives? Are they running away from battles only caring about appearance and weapons?" (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi's voice from right close-by, Balzephon's head has become a sloppy mess. What is the pride of a knight I wanted to protect? What is that lot looking from a distance as I'm getting killed this very minute? Just what the hell did I want to become...? "Your brain still works, I guess. What can you do to survive right now? Is it holding your head high and brandishing your sword? Is it being proud of your noble birth?" (Hifumi) Balzephon thought. He literally thought in desperation. I ended up dropping the sword due to my arm losing strength because of the pressure of the constriction. It's also impossible to grip Hifumi's arm with my left hand. I can't move my feet well due the kneeling posture either. At last his vision became a cloudy white. "... This guy was also only at this level, huh?" (Hifumi) With a disappointed voice of Hifumi audible, the strength of constriction is raised even further. "Oh?" (Hifumi) Balzephon ducked his head with all his might and opened his mouth. Somehow managing to open his front teeth to the degree of 2 fingers wide, he bit into Hifumi's arm resolutely. "Uh-oh." (Hifumi) On the verge of having meat torn off, Hifumi released the restraint and separated from Balzephon. Balzephon, who got out of the predicament, gained distance from Hifumi by rolling on the ground without caring about his own appearance. "Your choice just now was good. There are people even saying that biting is vulgar and such, but it's an effective attack. Teeth are strong." (Hifumi) As Hifumi was talking calmly, Balzephon looked at him with eyes filled with tears while coughing and rubbed his neck staying silent. "Now then, just now you literally bit yourself to survival, but... what's your next move?" (Hifumi) "... I was able to calm down due to being close to death. I won't be able to become an ideal knight anymore. Therefore, there's no meaning in putting up a front either." (Balzephon) While saying this, he removes his armour with clattering sounds and drops it on the floor. "I have understood. I'm no match for you bastard." (Balzephon) Balzephon, whose figure became agile, muttered "Finally free." "Next time I will win." (Balzephon) Once he finished saying that, Balzephon turned his back on Hifumi and ran with all his power. Without change he rushed out from the narrow exit for the servants, the knights and nobles usually didn't use. Hifumi didn't chase after him. "How nice. How far will he get? My anticipations increased by one more... well then." (Hifumi) Hifumi matches the sight of each of the knights, who saw off Balzephon suddenly escaping in blank surprise. "Only one chose life rather than honour, but what will you guys do?" (Hifumi) "If it's now, I will give you a big service. I will finish you all at once while unarmed", he said. Stepping forward with his right foot, Hifumi holds out both his hands in front and takes a relaxed stance. "Let's do this thoroughly until either of us dies." (Hifumi) Due to the instructions of Midas and Vaiya, who regained his consciousness, the soldiers are guiding the populace to the plaza in front of the royal castle. "At last the coronation ceremony is starting", several soldiers loudly exclaimed, cautioning the people to advance slowly without running. "Midas-san, this side is finished." (Vaiya) Vaiya, who concluded the stationing of the soldiers, ran up to Midas and gave his report. "Understood. Since I will be continuing with the assignments of the guards for the venue, get in touch with Captain Sabnak." (Midas) While issuing instructions to the soldiers without break, Midas, who remained at the plaza, made sure that the populace gathered in front of the royal castle. At the time many people entered the plaza and the noise settled down, Midas unintentionally looked upwards and saw Sabnak's armoured figure appearing on the balcony. Imeraria slowly showed herself accompanied by Shibyura, taking the breath of the people. "It's the princess!" As someone raised their voice, the people's gazes instantly turned towards the balcony. Even the soldiers, while paying attention to the surroundings, turned their looks upwards against their better judgement. "Everybody living in Orsongrande, on this occasion I, Imeraria Torie Orsongrande, will succeed my father and rise to be the ruler of this country." (Imeraria) A great majority of the gathered populace expressed joyful looks and applause reverberated. Seeing this, Imeraria smiles delightfully. "Thank you very much." (Imeraria) Imeraria, who regained a serious expression right away, inhales a large breath. "This country has been exposed to many crisis. Battles have occurred, a great number of soldiers and knights got injured and a not negligible number of them perished. There are also the great accomplishments of Earl Tohno. Although these resulted in victories, there were sacrifices as well. I won't forget this fact." (Imeraria) Everyone listened carefully and silently to the speech of the new queen. "For them, who risked their lives to protect this country, I have the obligation to create a good country, where everyone can live in abundance. If there was a result of having protected it, I believe it to be the mission to make such country. I'm well aware that I'm an unreliable, young ruler with shallow experience. For this reason I will promise all of you. I won't become an egoistic tyrant." (Imeraria) Imeraria, who declared that with a refreshed expression, slowly returns into the royal castle while receiving cheers and applause to the degree of feeling an earth tremor. While men and women were exchanging their opinions about the just heard declaration, they returned to their daily lives in succession. Midas, who followed up on the dissolution of the populace, noticed himself shedding tear before he knew. "Pajou, it might be something different from what you had been aiming for, but Imeraria-sama, firmly standing on her own feet, announced her path. There might be many problems, however I believe it to be a plenty satisfactory outcome." (Midas) Anxious about the fate of this country and the princess, he recalls his colleague, who lost her young life. Secretly splitting away from the mass, Midas spilled a stream of tears. There were already less than 12, of the group surrounding Hifumi, remaining. The group, who assaulted their unarmed opponent with swords, having their necks, arms and feet broken, were forced either to faint in agony, to toss themselves about in great pain or to die. For those, whose limbs were still alright, the most they can do is to drag away their injured comrades to separate them from Hifumi. Even as they slashed desperately, Hifumi directly steps into the bosom of the attacking knights, as if completely sticking to them like a magnet, and with his held-out fist, similar to two wedges, he hits their chins and ribs. Once they drop their swords due to the pain, their arms will be arrested and they will get thrown. Crashing into the solid ground with their heads first, their necks will be broken or, if they are lucky, they will faint due to the damage suffered by their heads. Even if they tightly gripped their swords, their faces will be grabbed and the back of their heads will be thrust into the floor causing a flower of blood painting the floor. Or they will have the insides of their elbows beaten, which naturally causes them to injure their faces or feet with their own swords. "Impossibles... the opponent isn't even using a weapon." "Shit! Why doesn't he die!?" Frightened people, angered people, Hifumi continues his attacks without discrimination. On the contrary, to finish it up, using the force of the sword swung downwards by a knight, he arrested the knight's arm, quickly circled around, let the power flow downwards from above and crushed his face, nose first, into the ground making him faint. One of them had their helmed seized and their cervical vertebrae broken by twisting. One of them had their sword stolen and died by having it thrust into their own face. One of them had the flesh of the throat torn off with fingers and bled to death. There were still some alive moaning, but within the hall painted in red with blood, the last one, trying to run away, had his feet constricted and fell over. With him having his neck broken by being stepped on only Hifumi was remaining standing. , Hifumi, who inhaled a breath due to overflowing with emotions as it had been a long time since he handled a large number of opponents bare-handed, exhaled in satisfaction. Amply savouring the smell of blood, he goes around delivering the finishing blow carefreely. There were also some begging for their lives, but with a single word of [Too slow Hifumi, who suddenly noticed a presence entering the dance hall he remembers, slowly turned his look towards the open door. "... Although it was such amount of knights, did you spare that person...?" (Imeraria) It's Imeraria who stood there. "The most energetic guy was also the smartest and ran away. He is probably the mastermind." (Hifumi) "I dealt with the lot left behind, but there's still the possibility of something else lurking somewhere", Hifumi laughs. "Hifumi-sama, just now I finished the coronation ceremony." (Imeraria) Rather than a crown, she was bestowed a diadem with detailed ornaments and gleaming in golden colour so that it was more suitable to call it a tiara. It was on top of Imeraria's soft, silver hair. With these short comment, Hifumi placed his heel at the neck of the last fainted knight and put his weight onto it. Hearing the thick groan, Imeraria averted her eyes. "Watch it properly. This is the result of you not being able to firmly lead the knights." (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi's words, Imeraria put her breathing in order and surveyed the inside of the hall. "What on earth do I have to do so that it doesn't end like this... ?" (Imeraria) "Don't know. In my case, at the time I considered them to be suspicious, I would screw them up? ... No, this much had better be important for you. It's convenient to reveal the idiots. In fact, this many idiots came gathering." (Hifumi) "Besides, there's also a worth in doing it as there were so many opponents", Hifumi says. Groups of Fokalore soldiers entered and began to skilfully clean up the corpses. "Well, this is your way of doing things. I have likely my own way of handling things. The desired outcome is probably different as well. Because you wanted to kill them, you did this. You likely have no choice to do it this way whether you like it or not." (Imeraria) Imeraria ponders. "Think and think about it. You won't get an answer until the results appear after trying. After all, if I look at the battle just now, I could have died. There's nothing strange about that either. Considering the things you can do, deciding to do your best and using everything you can use, it's fine to be sad or happy once the results come out." (Hifumi) Just before leaving the room, Hifumi looked back at Imeraria. "Observe your surroundings. Though those, who are usable, might come gathering on their own accord, it's a totally different story whether you will be able to understand the things you see and the seen things." (Hifumi) Hifumi said [Good Night] and left. "That's right, isn't it? The prime minister, Sabnak, Vaiya-san and Lotomago. I should request the support from Midas-san as well. Besides..." (Imeraria) Imeraria remembered the faces of the people, who gave her many cheers and applauses not long ago. Imeraria, who headed towards the audience hall at a quick pace, sat on the throne and summoned Lotomago. She ordered him the suitable measure of chasing the escaping Balzephon. This was the first decree of Queen Imeraria.
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165.One Love ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅๅ‰ใŒๅ‡บใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ไผš่ญฐใฎๅ‡บๅธญ่€…ใŸใกใฏไบ’ใ„ใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌ่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใฎๆญฃ็ขบใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ......ใใ‚Œใฏไฟก็”จใงใใ‚‹ใŠ่ฉฑใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ—ใŸ่ณชๅ•ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใซๅ…ฑ้€šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟก็”จ......ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆกไปถใ‚’่žใ‘ใฐใ€็ดๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใใฃใจใ€ไธ€ๆžšใฎๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็ขบ่ชใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ›žใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ไธ€็žฌ่ฆ‹ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๅฃฐใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅฝผๅฅณใŒๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆกไปถใฏโ€œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจๅ…ฑใซๅฐๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจโ€ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐๅฐ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใŒ้ฉšใๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใฎใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚‚ๅˆ่€ณใงใ€ๅฃฐใ‚‚ๅ‡บใชใ„็จ‹้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‹‚ๆฐ—ใฎๆฒ™ๆฑฐใจใ—ใ‹ๆ€ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ไนพใ„ใŸ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใ€ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹? ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ้ก˜ใ„ใ‚’่žใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใ™ใ‚“ใชใ‚Š็ดๅพ—ใงใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจๅ…ฑใซๅœจใ‚‹็‚บใซใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใฎๅŠชๅŠ›ใงๅฝผใฎใ‚„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใฎๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงใ€ๅฝผใฎ้šฃใซใ„ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใฏใ€่‡ช็„ถใชใ“ใจใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใชใœใ‹ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่‡ช็„ถใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆน›ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จˆ็”ปใ‚’็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใพใŸๅˆฅใฎๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏไบบๆ•ฐๅˆ†็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€่จˆ็”ปใ‚’้ ญใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅฟ…ใšๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจใฎๆณจๆ„ๆ–‡ใŒๆœ€ๅˆใซๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใงใซ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ็พ็Šถใ‚’่ดๅ–ใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ไธ€ใคใฎไพ้ ผใ‚’ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃ!ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ดๆŽฅใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใธใใฎๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไพ้ ผใ‚’ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚่จ“็ทดใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ไบบๅ“กใ‚’ไธ‰ๅๅใปใฉใ€ไธกๆ–นใฎ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰้ธๆŠœใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚่จ“็ทดใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹้–“ใ€ใใฎๆ–นใŸใกใŒๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…จใฆใฎๅฝน่ทใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œไบ†่งฃใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚......ใใฎ่€…้”ใŒใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใจๆˆฆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ไบ‹ๅฎŸไธŠใฎๆฑบๆญป้šŠใ‚’็ต„็น”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไบบ้ธใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฟƒใŒ้‡ใ„ใ€ใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๆธ‹ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ›ž็ญ”ใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจ่ฆๆจกใŒๅคงใใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€‚ใŸใฃใŸไธ‰ๅไบบใงไฝ•ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆ–นใŸใกใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’่ช˜ใ„่พผใ‚€ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใชไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€็ฝ ใชใฉใ‚’ไฝœๆˆใ™ใ‚‹้š›ใซๅฟ…่ฆใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎใ€ใ„ใ‚ใฐ็ ”็ฉถ่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็›ฃ่ฆ–ๅ“กใงใ™ใ€‚็ฝ ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็ต็•Œใง้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ”ใจๅฐๅฐใ™ใ‚‹......ใพใ ใพใ ไนฑๆšดใง็ฉดใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใฎ็ญ–ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅคงใพใ‹ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆตใ‚Œใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใ€ไผš่ญฐใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใŸ่€…ใŸใกใฏใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ้ฃŸใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๆ†ถใˆใฆใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒใ“ใ“ใซๆปžๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใ€ๅธธใซ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€‚ๅ–„ๅ‡ฆใฏใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ไธ€ๅ‘ใซๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ้š ใ•ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใช็ฝ ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€‚ใ“ใฎไบŒใคใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€‚ใชใ‚Šใตใ‚Šๆง‹ใ‚ใšใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅŽ้›†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆœ€ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŒ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ€ใจๅ‘Ÿใใ€็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฌกใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒใ“ใฎๅŸŽใธๆฅใŸๅพŒใงใ€ใพใŸไผš่ญฐใฎๅŽ้›†ใ‚’ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ€้ ๅ‡บใฏ้ฟใ‘ใฆๅ‘ผๅ‡บใซใฏๅณๅฟœใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใฏใ€่งฃๆ•ฃใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใ€็”ทๆ€ง้™ฃใฏ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ่ญท่ก›ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไบบ้ธใซใคใ„ใฆๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎๅใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆดพใฏใ€็ถบ้บ—ใซไธ€ๆŽƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅ•้กŒใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใฎๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒๅๅฏพๆดพใ‚’ไธ€ๆŽƒใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใฃใŸๅพก่”ญใชใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œๅฅณ็Ž‹ๆง˜? ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎๅฃฐใซใ€่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใ•ใซ็œฉๆšˆใŒใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€ๅ›ฝใซใจใฃใฆใฎๆๅพ—ใงๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใชใใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใซใฏไธ็พฉ็†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซๅ›ฝใฎๅˆฉ็›Šใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰......ใ€ ใถใ‚“ใถใ‚“ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใตใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใฎๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅธญใ‚’้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚‚ใ†ไผ‘ใฟใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ไฝ™่จˆใชไบ‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Š่€ƒใˆใฆใ—ใพใ„ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ......ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚„็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบใŸใกใ‚’ใใฐใง่ฆ‹ใฆใใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฎ่‹ฆๅŠดใฏ่งฃใ‚‹......ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ใ„ใ€ไธ€ๅฟœใฏ็›ธ่ซ‡ๅฝนใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“้ ผใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใญ!ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช่‡ชๅˆ†ใซใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ๆจฉๅˆฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจ่ฟทใ†ใ€‚ใ ใŒๆถ™ใฏใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่ฟทใ„ใชใฉใŠๆง‹ใ„ใชใ—ใซๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใฏๅฐใ•ใชๆ‘ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใฏ็ถบ้บ—ใงใ€ๅฎฟใ‚‚ๆธ…ๆฝ”ใงๅบƒใ„้ƒจๅฑ‹ใŒใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆธฉๆณ‰ใ‚’็›ฎๅฝ“ใฆใซใ€่ฒดๆ—ใ‚„่ฑชๅ•†ใชใฉใ‚‚่จชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ๆ–ฐ้ฎฎใช้‡Ž่œใจใ€ๅฐ‚ๅฑžใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŒ็‹ฉใฃใฆใใ‚‹้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ่‚‰ใŒใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่ชฟ็†ใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไบŒๆณŠใใ‚‰ใ„ใ—ใฆ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฎๆธฉๆณ‰ใฏๆฐ—ใซใ„ใฃใŸใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‚’ๅ‡บ็™บใ—ใฆๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅฏ„ใ‚Š้“ใ‚’ใ—ใฆๆธฉๆณ‰ใŒๆœ‰ๅใ ใจใ„ใ†ๆ‘ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ๅฎฟใ‚’ๆŠผใˆใฆใ™ใใซๆธฉๆณ‰ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅฎฟใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ—ใฆ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ›ใŸใ€ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ–™็†ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซไธŠๆฉŸๅซŒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้…’ใ‚’้ฃฒใพใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’่ฉฑใ—็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฒใŸใ™ใ‚‰้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๆ•ฐๆ—ฅ้–“ใ€ไบŒไบบใงๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใฃใŸใ‚Šไธฆใ‚“ใ ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€ไธ‰้ฃŸใ‚’ๅ…ฑใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅนธใ›ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ˜จๆ—ฅใฎๅคœใซ่ฅฒใฃใฆใใŸ้€ฃไธญใฏใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅคšใ„ๅ‰ฒใซใ€ๅ…จใใงใใชใ„ๅฅดใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ€ŒๆŠ€้‡ใŒไผดใ‚ใชใ„ใฎใ‚’ใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใงใ‚ซใƒใƒผใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆต…ใฏใ‹ใจใ—ใ‹่จ€ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆœใ€่ฟ”ใ‚Š่ก€ใŒใคใ„ใŸๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅฎฟใงๆด—ๆฟฏใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใจใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ๅพŒใงๅ‡บใ—ใฆใŠใใ€ ๅคซๅฉฆใฎไผš่ฉฑใซๅฃใ‚’ใฏใ•ใ‚€ใ‚‚ใฎใฏ็„กใใ€็”˜ใ„้‡Ž่œใจใ€้ซ˜็ดšๅฎฟใชใ‚‰ใงใฏใฎใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใจ้ฆ™่พ›ๆ–™ใฎๅŠนใ„ใŸ่‚‰ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ‘ณใ‚ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใฏไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใจใ‹ใ€ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใŒใพใŸๅคฑๆ•—ไฝœใฎๅ…ตๅ™จใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸใจใ‹ใ€ไบ’ใ„ใซ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใฏใ€็›ธๆงŒใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹้ƒฝใพใงใ€ใ‚ใจไฝ•ๆ—ฅใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใƒšใƒผใ‚นใง่กŒใ‘ใฐใ€ๅๆ—ฅใปใฉใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๆˆปใ‚Šใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซ่ปขใŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅคœใฎใ†ใกใซใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆๆธฉๆณ‰ใซ่กŒใใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹้ƒฝใซใคใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅŸŽใซ่กŒใๅ‰ใซ่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใงใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚ŠใซใƒˆใƒซใƒณใฎใŠใฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅบ—ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆœใงใ‚‚่ฒทใ†ใ‹ใ€ ็ช็„ถใฎๆๆกˆใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๆด—ๆฟฏใซๅ‡บใ™่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆœใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใพใพ็กฌ็›ดใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅˆฅใซๅซŒใชใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ„่กŒใใพใ™! ใœใฒ! ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ ๆœใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚Šๆจใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไธŠใซ้‡ใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใ„ใŸใพใพใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฎๅฅฅใซใ€ๅฏ‚ใ—ใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใ†ไบบใงใฏใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้ก˜ใ„ใฏใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆœŸๅพ…ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒ่‰ฏใ„ไบ‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใพใพใ€็›ฎใ‚’่ƒŒใ‘ใฆๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚็Ÿฎๅฐใงๆฑšใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฟƒใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‚ชใ„ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงๅนใฃๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใŸใ‚ใจใ„ใ†ๅ…็ฝช็ฌฆใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ–ใ—ใ€ใใฎๅฎŸใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆฌฒใ‚’ๅถใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ‚‚ใ†่ฟทใ‚ใชใ„ใ€ใจใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใฎ็ด„ๆŸใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅธŒๆœ›ใ‚’ๅถใˆใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆฌฒใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅ–ใ‚Š็น•ใ†ๆฐ—ใ‚‚่ตทใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ญใ‚นใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎ็ด ็›ดใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใ€‚ๆœ€ๆœŸใพใงใ€ไธ€็ท’ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ๆฃฎใฎไธญใ€ๅ…ƒใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎ็ฃไบบๆ—้›†่ฝใ ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใ€ๆ—งใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ไฝไบบ้”ใฏๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใฆใ€็ฐก็ด ใชใƒ†ใƒณใƒˆๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็ฃไบบใ‚„ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใปใฉๅคงๅค‰ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŸใกใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใจใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใŒ้›†่ฝใธใจใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏๆญ“่ฟŽใ—ใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎๅงฟใŒ็„กใ„ไบ‹ใซใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚Š้’ใ–ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใซ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅŽ้›†ใŒใคใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚„ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใจใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใŸๆ•ฐๅใงใ€่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๅ…ผใญใŸๅค•้ฃŸไผšใ‚’้–‹ใใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฎบ้ขจๆ™ฏใชๅคฉๅน•ใฎไธญใ€้ฃŸไบ‹ใŒไธ€้€šใ‚Š็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎๅธไผšใง่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฏๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใพใšใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใจๅ…ฑใซใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ไบบ้–“ใฎไฝใ‚€็”บใซใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉใใ“ใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ้ ˜ไธปใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”บใงใ—ใฆ......ใ€ 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ใใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ไธ€่บซใซๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏๆฏ›ใ‚’้€†็ซ‹ใฆใฆ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใซ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅฉใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใง่ฉฑใ›ใ€ใจไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใƒใƒ„ใƒใƒ„ใจ่ฉฑๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‚…ใ€่ฅฒๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไฟบใฎ้›†่ฝ......ใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸ......ใ€ ๅŒๅธญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฆนใฎใƒชใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใ‚„ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎไฟ่ญท่€…ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็†Š็ฃไบบใฎๅจ˜ใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉใฏใ€้ฉšใ„ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ€‚้›†่ฝใงๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸไป‡ใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ€ๅ…จใๆญฏใŒ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ€‚ใใฎใพใพ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใซไป˜ใๆทปใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏๅฃใ”ใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่‡ช็„ถใจใ€่ฆ–็ทšใŒๅฆนใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไบŒไบบใง......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไธ‰ไบบใ ใญใ€ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใจใƒชใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใ€ใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉใฎไธ‰ไบบใซๅˆฅใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใง่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไผใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ใƒชใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใŸใกใŒๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ใพใ ใพใ ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ ใ—ใ€ไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚‚่‰ฏใใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ•ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใตใจใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏใƒฌใƒ‹ใธๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ......ใ“ใฎ้›†่ฝใฏใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? ไฟบใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใซใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“~......ใพใ ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ”ใใ”ใใจใ€ใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸไปŠๅพŒใฎไบ‹ใ‚„ใ€ๅค•้ฃŸใซไฝ•ใŒ้ฃŸในใŸใ„ใ‹ใชใฉใ€้›‘ๅคšใชๅ†…ๅฎนใŒๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚‚ใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใใกใ‚ƒใซๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใงใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใจใ‹ๅผทใ•ใฏๅˆคใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚......ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ‰€ใซ้€ƒใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใชใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใƒžใ‚ธใง?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚ธใงใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใจใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€็ตๅฑ€ใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚็™บใ›ใšใซใƒชใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆๅค–ใธๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉใ‚‚ใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใธไธ€็คผใ—ใฆๅ‡บใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ€ไป‡ใ ใฃใฆไบบใฎๆ‰€ใซ่กŒใใฃใฆ่ฉฑใซใ€ไน—ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฏใšใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใƒผใƒˆใฎๆžœ็‰ฉใ‚’ใฒใ‚‡ใ„ใฒใ‚‡ใ„ใจๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ๆœฌๆฐ—ใง่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ ๆžœๆฑใงๆฟกใ‚ŒใŸๆŒ‡ใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅธƒๅทพใงใ”ใ—ใ”ใ—ใจๆ‹ญใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ด่จ€ใฃใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใจใ‹ๆˆฆ้—˜ๅŠ›ใจใ‹่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆๆˆฆใ†ใจใ‹ใ€้€ƒใ’ใฆๅ›žใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ€็ŸญๆœŸ้–“ใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‘ใฉใ€้•ทๆœŸ้–“ใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‹ใชใฃใฆใ€‚ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใใ‚Š่จ€ใฃใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ ใจใ€ๅŒใ˜ไบบๆ•ฐใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•ๅฏพ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก็†ใ ใญใ€ ๅณ็ญ”ใ—ใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š?ใ€ใจ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ๅ…ˆ็ฅ–ใ‚‚ใ€็ตๆง‹่‹ฆๅŠดใ—ใฆใ€็Š ็‰ฒใ‚‚ๆฒขๅฑฑๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ้š”้›ขใŒใงใใŸใฃใฆ็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใถใคใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅŽณใ—ใ„ใญใˆใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎไธ€้ƒจใจใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚่ก€ใฎๆฐ—ใฎๅคšใ„้€ฃไธญใŒใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅฃฐ้ซ˜ใซไธปๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ…จไฝ“ใฎไธ‰ๅˆ†ใฎไธ€ใซใ‚‚ๆบ€ใŸใชใ„็จ‹ๅบฆใฎไบบๆ•ฐใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใจใ—ใŸไธญๅฟƒใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใฏใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ๆ–นใงๆ„่ฆ‹ใฏไธ€่‡ดใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆญฃ่ฆ่ปใจใ€ๅฏ„ใ›้›†ใ‚ใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใจใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใฎๅทฎใฏๆ˜Ž็™ฝใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐ่ญฒใ‚Œใชใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆฆใฃใฆ็Š ็‰ฒใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใใฏใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใšใฃใจ้€ƒใ’ๅ›žใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚็ฃไบบใ ใ‘ใชใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไบบ้–“ใจใ‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ•ใ‚“ใซใฏไฝ“ๅŠ›็š„ใซๅŽณใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใง้›†ๅ›ฃใ‚’ไบŒๅˆ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚่พžใ•ใชใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจๆˆฆใ„ใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆœ›ใพใชใ„่€…ใŸใกใจใฏ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใฆใคใ„ใฆใใฆใใ‚ŒใŸไบบใŸใกใ‚’ใ€ๅฑ้™บใซๅทปใ่พผใฟใŸใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใซใงใ‚‚ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซ่žใ„ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ฆใƒใŸใกใจไธ€็ท’ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซ่กŒใใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ“ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใฆ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจๆˆฆใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๆ„่ฆ‹ใŒๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ“ใงใ•ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ ใญใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€็ชใๆ”พใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใŒใ€ๅผทๅˆถใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นๅ›ใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใญใ€‚ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใฉใ†ๆ€ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใฃใ—ใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใซใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใใ‚„ใ™ใ‚ˆ! ใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใง่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใญใ‡ใงใใ ใ›ใ‡ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใŠใฉใ‘ใŸๆง˜ๅญใฎใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใซใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒๅฐใ•ใ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฃใจๅคฉๅน•ใธใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใŒๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ‹ใฃใŸใญใ€‚......ๆฑบใพใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฆนใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ„......ใพใ‚ใ€ไปปใ›ใฆใŠใใชใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸ่‡ช่บซใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใŒใ€่ƒธใ‚’ใฉใ‚“ใจๅฉใ„ใฆๅผ•ใๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซ่กŒใใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่ปใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ใ€
Chapter 165: One Love At the moment Origa's name was mentioned, the attendants of the meeting looked at each other's faces. Among those present here, there's no one who doesn't know about Origa, and neither about her firm beliefs. "Umm... is that a story we can believe in?" The question Sabnak posed at Imeraria was something shared by all those present. "Believe... you ask? If you hear the condition Origa-san put forth, you will understand, I believe?" (Imeraria) She quietly takes out one document and passes it around so that everyone is able to check it. "This is..." (Vaiya) With just looking at it for an instant, Vaiya's voice leaked out. "The condition she put forth is for "She said that she will willingly come under the sealing magic!?" (Adol) Imeraria nodded towards Adol crying out in surprise. It can't be seen from this place, but even Puuse seems to be surprised to the degree of being unable to voice out any words after hearing about this for the first time. "I can't consider that as anything but an act of madness, you know?" (Sabnak) Imeraria inclined her head to the side asking "Really?" to Sabnak who's letting out a dry laughter. "I was able to consent without trouble when I heard about her wish. She has acquired strength with desperate effort just to keep up with the things he does in order to be together with Hifumi-sama. Her wish to stay next to him until the very end is something natural, I think." (Imeraria) For some reason Imeraria wore a natural smile. "I will roughly explain the plan." (Imeraria) Imeraria took out yet another document of which she had prepared a copy for everyone. At the beginning of the text is a warning that they have to definitely make sure to dispose of the document once they memorized its content. "As for Hifumi-sama-sama who has already been summoned to the royal castle; after listening to him about the current state of Vichy, we will occupy him with a request. Vaiya-san." (Imeraria) "Ha!" (Vaiya) "I will request Hifumi-sama to directly impart his techniques to the knights. Please choose 30 knights, who will receive the training, from among both knight orders. Please remove those knights from all official duties they are in charge of for the time of the training." (Imeraria) "As you command. That means to say that those people will eventually fight against Earl Tohno?" (Vaiya) In that case it would actually turn into the organization of a suicide corps. I plan to join that group as well, but the choice of participants will be hard "No. What do you think will you be able to accomplish with just 30 people? Those people will be observers, so to speak researchers, for the sake of gathering the necessary information to draw up a trap in order to set up a concrete military operation that lures in Hifumi-sama. Creating a trap, locking him in Puuse-san's barrier, sealing him with my magic alongside Origa-san... it's still a reckless plan that's full of holes, but generally speaking that will be the course of events." (Imeraria) Listening to Imeraria's explanation, all those participating in the meeting are intently staring at the document. All of them intend to memorize all of it on this spot. "Midas-san. Please assign a continuous monitoring to Hifumi-sama during the time he stays here." (Imeraria) "Ha! I will handle it carefully..." (Midas) "It doesn't matter at all even if you get noticed. What we have to really hide is the fact of Origa-san cooperating with us and the place of the final trap, only those two. Please put your highest priority on gathering information about that man without minding appearances." (Imeraria) Seeing Midas bow his head, Imeraria muttered [Very well] and stood up. "The next meeting will be after Hifumi-sama came to this castle. Everyone, please make sure that it's possible for you to respond to a summons at any time by avoiding to leave too far from the castle. Then, adjourned." (Imeraria) The men leave the room with only Imeraria and Puuse staying behind. Although Sabnak serves as her guard, it appears that he's going to have preparatory meetings concerning the personnel selection from the knight order. Since the anti-Imeraria faction has been neatly purged inside the castle, there won't be any problem as long as she stays inside the castle. "... Now that I think of it, even me having obtained safety within the castle is thanks to Hifumi-sama eradicating the opposing faction, isn't it?" (Imeraria) "Queen-sama? Are you all right?" (Puuse) Due to Puuse calling out to her, Imeraria answers with a bitter smile, "I'm fine. I just got slightly dizzy by my own selfishness. It's wrong if I don't judge everything depending on the gain and losses for my country. Even if it's something ungrateful as individual, as long as it eventually turns into a benefit for the country..." (Imeraria) Shaking her head and gathering the documents close at hand Imeraria left her seat. "I will already retire for today. Otherwise it seems that I will just end up thinking about unnecessary stuff." (Imeraria) "Umm... since I observed the people who have brought the elves and beastmen together from close-by, I can relate with your troubles... or intend to do so, queen-sama. A-As I'm tentatively your advisor, please do rely on me!" (Puuse) Since she knows about Puuse, Imeraria only thought of way to use her. It was a small village, but the buildings were beautiful and the inn possessed several clean, wide rooms, too. Nobles and wealthy merchants seem to stop by with the hot springs as their goal. Even the meals are served after getting properly cooked with fresh vegetables and meat of monsters that are hunted by adventurers specialised on that. "Let's stay for around two nights. I'm pleased with the hot springs here." (Hifumi) A few days after departing Fokalore, they entered a village said to be famous for its hot springs and made a stopover for a bit. Hifumi, who enjoyed the hot springs right after finding an inn, was in a good mood in front of the abundant amount of dishes that were prepared by the inn after Origa specified their wishes. Hifumi, who doesn't drink any alcohol, just focussed on eating with Origa as conversation partner, but during these few days they were happily enjoying eating three meals per day together while sitting across or next to each other. "The group that came attacking yesterday night had relatively big numbers, but they only consisted of fellows unable to accomplish anything, didn't they?" (Hifumi) "They probably tried to cover up their lacking skills with numbers. Though you can't call that anything but foolish. Because of that I remembered. I have to get the inn to wash off the blood spurts on your clothes, dear." (Origa) "Yeah, yeah, that's fine with me. I will hand them over later." (Hifumi) While fully savouring the meat that used plenty of spices characteristic of a high-class inn and delicious vegetables without anyone interrupting the couple's conversation, each of them started topics such as Pruflas having once again created a flop weapon or Horant's reinforced soldiers being unusable. They enjoyed their time care-freely while keeping the conversation going by throwing in suitable replies. "I wonder how many days it will take until we reach the royal capital?" (Hifumi) "If we go at this pace, it should be around ten days?" (Origa) "Is that how it is?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who fell on the bed after returning to their room, hesitated whether he should go once more to the hot springs during the night. "Origa." (Hifumi) "Yes." (Origa) "Concerning the royal capital; should we go shopping before heading to the castle? Should we also buy your equipment... no, clothes by visiting old man Thorn's shop after a long while?" (Hifumi) Origa gasped due to the unexpected suggestion and its content.magic Hifumi laughs at Origa who stiffens while holding her clothes to turn them in for the laundry. "Why are you stiffening up like that? If you actually don't want to..." (Hifumi) "I-I-I w-will go! By all means! Please!" (Origa) Tossing her clothes away, she leaps on top of Hifumi. While clinging to Hifumi who caught her without evading her, she felt loneliness within the feeling she considered happiness. In reality she knows that he's not someone to say something like that. Though she wished for it, she could not hope for it. While not knowing whether that's a good thing, she, who is delighted while averting her eyes, felt as if it's something very narrow-minded and filthy, but for Origa she couldn't allow herself to have her heart moved no matter what happens. I blew up in a bad way I use the excuse that it's for the sake of Hifumi, but in fact, I just don't hesitate in fulfilling my own desires anymore. Even the promise with Imeraria had the meaning of fulfilling Hifumi's aspirations, but I don't have any intentions to keep lying to myself and others that a large part of it is to accommodate my own wants. Bathing him in several kisses, Origa honestly voices out her feelings to Hifumi. "Thank you, dear. I will be with you until the very end..." (Origa) The former slum inhabitants live inside the forest, at a place that seemed to have originally been the settlement of some beastman tribe. Considering the possibility of having to move even further, they live in simple tents, but for the beastmen and elves that's nothing major. Once Gengu and Malfas reached the settlement while being led by Helen's group, the beastmen welcomed them and the elves turned pale or became surprised about Puuse not being with them. Since it won't properly connect to the full story even if they confirm pieces here and there, Reni decided to hold a dinner party while at the same time having a conference with several people including Helen, Zanga, Gengu and Malfas. When the dinner mostly finished inside the dreary tent, they started the conference with Reni as chairwoman. "Then, please give us your report first, Gengu-san." (Reni) "Okay. We somehow managed to reach a city where the humans live together with Puuse and the others, but that place was actually a city which is reigned by Hifumi-san as feudal lord..." (Gengu) While mixing in details about the life and food in the human city, he explained about them moving to the capital of a country called Orsongrande, about them even going to another country to chase after Hifumi, about Viine meeting Hifumi and choosing to stay by his side, about Puuse getting the job of being the princess' advisor, and her intention to learn about humans in a human country for a while. He still hasn't mentioned the relationship between Malfas and Hifumi. Understanding that she doesn't need to worry about Puuse, Zanga breathed out deeply. "I see... well, since it's Puuse, she will probably come back once she reached some break point. Putting that aside, I think that the issue probably lies on the side of that tiger club, right? After all he came back while having such expression. Something happened, no?" (Zanga) Receiving the looks of everyone present, Malfas got nervous and his hairs stood on end. Being hit on his back by Gengu and urged with [Explain yourself what happened] , he begins to speak bit by bit. "T-The one who... a-attacked my village and killed everyone... was Hifumi..." (Malfas) His younger sister Riedel, who was sitting next to him, and the beargirl Olra, who has been serving as her guardian, stiffen with a surprised expression. Glancing at the state of the two, Malfas talked about the incident with Hifumi, about how he was the enemy he met at his settlement, how he wasn't able to compete with him at all, about him running away and about him returning while having Gengu attend on him. Zanga nodded. "So, what do you plan to do?" (Zanga) "That's..." (Malfas) Malfas faltered due to Zanga's question. He naturally points his gaze at his younger sister. "... With the two of us... no, it's three now, I guess?" (Malfas) Zanga told Malfas, Riedel and Olra to have a talk at another location with the three of them. "Even if you decide for Riedel and Olra to stay behind, you won't need to worry. I will be in good health for a long time yet to come. And the others will take good care of them as well." (Zanga) Just as he was about to leave the conference venue, Malfas suddenly turned around to Reni. "Umm... this settlement, what do you plan to do from now on? I'd like to hear about that first." (Malfas) "Mmh~... I plan to decide only after hearing everyone's opinion." (Reni) She took out a parchment from her pocket with a rustling sound. Miscellaneous matters such as the future proceedings Reni thought of and what she wants to eat for dinner were scribbled all over the parchment. "I understood the power of the demons from the battle in Swordland. I was thinking of deciding what to do after the hearing Gengu-san's story just now, you know? ... I'm thinking whether we should run away to Hifumi-san's place." (Reni) "... You serious?" (Helen) "I am." (Reni) Listening to the exchange between Reni and Helen, Malfas was about to say something, but in the end he didn't voice it out and left the tent while leading Riedel by the hand. Olra bows to Reni and leaves as well. "... Well, the talk about going to the place of the person that is his enemy, you can't expect him to get on board with that, can you?" (Helen) Helen sighed, casually tossed a fruit as dessert into her mouth and returned her look to Reni. "So, are you really saying that in earnest?" (Helen) "Of course." (Reni) After licking her fingers that got wet from the fruit juice, she briskly wipes them with a cloth. "To be honest, if you look at the combat prowess and magic of the demons, even if we run around to escape or somewhat fight to protect everyone, it will be fine for a short time, but I think it will be difficult to do so for an extended period. Zanga-san." (Reni) "I want you to be frank... can the elves win in a fight of magic vs. magic against the demons, if you had the same number of people?" (Reni) "That's impossible." (Zanga) Reni agreed to Zanga's immediate reply with a [After all, huh?] . "It's to the degree that even our honourable ancestors had quite the troubles resulting in many sacrifices until they finally were able to isolate them. It we encounter them directly from the front, it will get slightly harsh." (Zanga) There are a lot of hot-blooded fellows among the beastmen and a part of the elves that are loudly insisting on a counter-attack against the demons, but their numbers don't amount to more than one third of everyone. The core members, who started out with Reni, basically agreed with her opinion of running away. In their eyes the difference in ability between the demon's regular army and themselves, who are only a mish-mash gathering, was more than clear. Besides, in Reni's eyes, there are some parts she can't yield on. "Since that's how it is, I don't want to produce casualties by fighting them, though having said that, always running from place to place will be hard as well. If it were only the beastmen, it would be easy to accomplish, but wouldn't that be harsh on the stamina of the humans or elves?" (Reni) As for Reni, she was convinced that she's prepared to even split the group in two at this point. If there are some who want to fight the demons no matter what, she'd like to let them do that even if they separated from those that don't wish for that. Reni doesn't want to drag the people, who came along with her while believing in her, into danger. "Let's ask everyone tomorrow. Whether they will go together with us to Hifumi-san's place or whether they will stay here and fight the demons. Once their opinions become clear, we will bid farewell, I suppose." (Reni) Only for an instant Helen felt as if that was a cold opinion of pushing them away, but they are not able to force them. "Malfas-kun might stay behind. Gengu-san, what do you think?" "... I will follow you, Reni-san ~ssu! Pwease dun' abandon me at such place, okay?" (Gengu) When everyone raised small chuckles due to Gengu playing the fool, Malfas quietly returned to the tent. "That was fast, wasn't it? ... Did you decide?" (Reni) Malfast nodded after being called out by Reni. "Please take care of my younger sister." (Malfas) "I see... leave her to us. So, what are you yourself planning to do?" (Zanga) Once Zanga guaranteed taking care of his younger sister while powerfully hitting her own chest, Malfas bowed his head. "I will go to the demons. I will enter the demon army and defeat Hifumi together with them." (Malfas)
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8.What A Fool Believes ใ€ไพฏ็ˆต้‚ธไพตๅ…ฅใ€‘ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใฒใจใคใ‚‚ๆบ€่ถณใซใงใใ‚“ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ใƒฉใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚คใƒณไพฏ็ˆตๅฎถๅฝ“ไธปใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒขใƒฉใƒซใƒปใƒดใ‚กใƒ‰ใƒปใƒฉใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใฏใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใšใ€ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใชๆ–‡ๆง˜ใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้™ถๅ™จใฎใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ่ทชใ็”ทใซๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ้กใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใ€้ป™ใฃใฆใ†ใšใใพใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงๆ…Œใฆใฆ้€ƒใ’ใฆใใŸ่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šๅฝนใฎ็”ทใ ใ€‚่„‡่…นใฏ่ปฝใๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ไนฑๆšดใซๅธƒใ‚’ๅทปใใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใญใ€‚ใŸใ ใงใ•ใˆไบบๆ•ฐใŒๆธ›ใฃใฆๅ›ฐใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰ใฎ้ƒฝๅˆใชใฉใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ๅˆปใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใๅ‹‡่€…ใ‚’ๅง‹ๆœซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฏ่–„็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€่œ‚่œœ่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใ‚’ใ‹ใใ‚ใ’ใฆใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚้šฃใง็—›ใฟใซๆ‚ถใˆใ‚‹็”ทใ‚’่นด้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ๅพ…ๆฉŸๅฎคใธ่กŒใฃใฆๅ…จๅ“กใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ•ใ›ใ‚ใ€ ่ปฝ่–„ใใ†ใชๅ„ช็”ทใฎ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใฎ้ก”ใซไผผๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ไฝŽใ„ๅฃฐใง่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๅคฑๆ•—ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€‚ใŠๅ‰็จ‹ๅบฆใงใ‚‚ไบบๆ‰‹ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ฒพใ€…ๆฐ—ๅผตใฃใฆๅƒใ‘ใ€ ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใใ“ใใ“ใซใ€่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใฎ็”ทใฏๅฟ…ๆญปใง้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸไพฏ็ˆตใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใซไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใงใ™ใญใ‡......ใ€ ็™–ใชใฎใ‹ใ€้ซชใ‚’ใ‹ใฟใ‚ใ’ใŸใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฏใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹‡่€…ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่…•ๅ‰ใฏใ€ไพฏ็ˆตๆง˜ใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใใ”ๅญ˜็Ÿฅใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ๆ™ฎ้€šใซ่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฎ้ฆฌ้นฟใŒ่ปฝๅ‚ทใง้€ƒใ’ๅธฐใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆไธๅฏ่ƒฝใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚€......ใงใฏใ€ ใ€Œ้–“้•ใ„ใชใใ€ใ‚ใฎ้ฆฌ้นฟใฏใ‚ใ–ใจ้€ƒใŒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆใ“ใ“ใซ้€ƒใ’่พผใ‚“ใ ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†้–“ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใ“ใ“ใซไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใซใฏ้ ˜่ปใฎๅ…ตใ‚„ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ‡ไธ€ใซๅ‚™ใˆใฆใ€็†Ÿ็ทดใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚‚้›‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบบใงไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ๅฅด็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฏๅ……ๅˆ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใƒฏใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒขใƒฉใƒซใ‚’ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฏๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‹ใช็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ (ใใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€่‹ฆๅŠดใ—ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใญ) ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใซ้€ƒใ’่พผใ‚“ใ ๅฅดใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใใ„ใคใฏไฟบใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ไธญใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใƒฉใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚คใƒณไพฏ็ˆต้‚ธใฎ้–€ใซใฏใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใ†ใกไธ€ไบบใฎๅ‰ใซ่กŒใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ‹ไบบใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใปใฉๆฐ—ๅฎ‰ใๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒใคใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใจใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŠๅ‰ใฏใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏไพฏ็ˆตๆง˜ใฎใŠๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใ ใ€‚ๅธฐใ‚Œใ€ๅธฐใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅๅฟœใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใชใ€ใจๅพŒใ‚ใฎใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๅผ•ใใคใฃใŸ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ„ใ€ ่ปฝใ™ใŽใ‚‹ๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้–€็•ชใฎๅ–‰ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใงใคใพใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ใชใๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸ้–€็•ชใฏใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใฎ้–€ๆ‰‰ใซๅฏ„ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆฎบใ•ใชใ„ใฎใญใ€ ๆ„ๅค–ใ ใจใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒ่จ€ใ†ใฎใซใ€ไธๆบ€ใ’ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏๅˆฅใซๅฟซๆฅฝๆฎบไบบ่€…ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใžใ€‚ๆฎบใ™ใฎใฏไฟบใซๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆ˜Ž็ขบใซๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใŸๅฅดใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆททไนฑใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใกๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฎ้–€็•ชใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ๅŒๆง˜ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’็ตžใ‚ใฆๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใจใ€ๅŠ›ใชใๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅก€ใฎใใฐใซ่ปขใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ็งใŒใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏไฟบใฎ่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Š็•ชใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆ•…ใชใๆฎบๆˆฎใงใฏใชใใฆใ€ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ๆญฃๅฝ“้˜ฒ่ก›ใ ใจ่จผๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ไบบใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ๆ•ตๅœฐใซ่‡ชไธป็š„ใซไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใŠใ„ใฆไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๅฃฐใซใฏๅ‡บใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใฆใฃใใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆญฃ้ขๆ‰‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๆ„ๅค–ใซใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆœฌ้คจใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅคงใใชๅปบ็‰ฉใจๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚Œใฆๅปบใคๅนณๅฑ‹ใฎๅˆฅๆฃŸใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ€้Ÿณใ‚‚ใชใๆญฉใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไพฏ็ˆตใซไผšใ†ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ๅฐๅฃฐใงๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใ‚‚ใ›ใšใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฅฒใฃใฆใใŸ้€ฃไธญใฎไปฒ้–“ใชใ‚‰ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆญฃ่ฆใฎ่จ“็ทดใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๅฅดใ‚‰ใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๅคšๅˆ†ใ€็ต„็น”ใ”ใจๆ•ทๅœฐๅ†…ใซ้ฃผใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้€ฃไธญใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใชใ‚‰ใใฃใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใจใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่ณ‡้‡‘ๅŠ›ใ‚„้ ˜ๅœŸใ‚’ๆŒใค่ฒดๆ—ใชใ‚‰ใ€้ ˜่ปใชใฉใฎ็งๅ…ตใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸๆญฃ่ฆใฎ็งๅ…ตใซใคใ„ใฆใฏๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’็ดฐใ‹ใ็Ž‹ใธ็”ณๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆณ•ๅพ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Š่กจๆฒ™ๆฑฐใซใ—ใŸใใชใ„ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†่ผฉใ‚’้›‡ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๆญฃ่ฆ่ปใจ้•ใฃใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐโ€œๅ‡ฆๅˆ†โ€ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏไฟบใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจๅŽณๅ‘ฝใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใŠใพใ‘ใซ็Ž‹ใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไปถใฏ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใซใ—ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ไบ‹ๆƒ…ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็„กใ‹ใฃใŸไบ‹ใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ไปถใ‚’็†็”ฑใซๆญฃ่ฆใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใฏๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚่ฃใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ้€ฃไธญใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€ ๅนณๅฑ‹ใฎๅˆฅ้คจใฎๅ…จไฝ“ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚็ช“ใŒๅฐ‘ใชใใ€ใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใชไฝœใ‚Šใฎ็Ÿณ้€ ใ‚Šใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใพใšใฏใ”ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆชๅˆ†ใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€่ชฐใ ใฆใ‚......ใˆ......ใˆ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใจใŸใ‚“ใ€ๅฃฐใŒๅ‡บใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใฎ็”ทใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ไผผ้ก”็ตตใ‹ใชใซใ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใŒใŠๆŽขใ—ใฎ็”ทใŒๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆ—ฉใใ—ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใฆใ‚ใˆ! ใฎใ“ใฎใ“ๅ‡บใฆใใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆ!ใ€ ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅพฉๆดปใ—ใŸ่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚ŠใŒๆญฆๅ™จใ‚‚ๆŒใŸใšใซๆฎดใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ“ๆ ผใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ไธญใ€…ใฎใƒ‘ใƒณใƒใ ใจใ€ไป–ไบบไบ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฉ•ไพกใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใฏๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ›บใๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใŸๆ‹ณใ‚’ใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใง็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅ—ใ‘ๆตใ•ใ‚Œใ€่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใฏๅ‹ขใ„ใฎใพใพไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ ผๅฅฝใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฐใ‚ฎใƒงใƒƒใ€ใจๆนฟใฃใŸๅซŒใช้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๆ€ใ‚ใš็›ฎใ‚’่ƒŒใ‘ใŸใ€‚ (ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆฎบใ—ๆ–นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใญ......) ๆฎ‹้…ทใ™ใŽใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซใฏใงใใใ†ใซใชใ„ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใฟใžใŠใกใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซ็—›ใฟใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่„‡ใซๆ‰“ใกๆจใฆใŸๆ‰€ใงใ€้ซชใ‚’ใ‹ใใ‚ใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ€ใ†ใกใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ•ใชใ„ใงๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‹ๆฅใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒใ“ใฎ้€ฃไธญใฎ่ฆชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅ›ฃ้•ทใจๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใญใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบใŒใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฏใ€ๆ•ขใˆใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ่ปฝ่–„ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚้ซญใ‚‚็ถบ้บ—ใซๆฒฟใฃใฆใ€ไธๅฟ…่ฆใซ็ญ‹่‚‰ใŒใคใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฐ—ใ‚’้ฃใ„ใ€้ซชใ‚‚็‰นๆฎŠใช่–ฌๅ“ใง่–„ใ‚ใฎ่‰ฒใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…จใฆใฏใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆฒนๆ–ญใ‚’่ช˜ใ†ใŸใ‚ใซใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ฎ็ทšใฎ็ฝฎใๆ–นใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ใพใš็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆๅ‹•ใใฎๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’้š ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็‚นใ‚‚ใ ใ€‚้ซชใซ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ€่ƒŒไธญใฎๆญฆๅ™จใฎ็•™ใ‚ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใŸใช?ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฎ้ก”ใ‹ใ‚‰่–„็ฌ‘ใ„ใŒๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธญใซใ„ใ‚‹้€ฃไธญใฎๆฐ—้…ใ‚‚ๆ˜ผ้–“ใฎ้€ฃไธญใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚‚ใ€ๆ‚ชใใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใฉใ†ใ‚‚ไธ€ๆœฌ่ชฟๅญใงๅทฅๅคซใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚้€ฃๆบใ—ใŸๅ‹•ใใ‚‚ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใซๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸใพใพใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใจ้•ใฃใฆใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œ......ใ•ใ™ใŒๅ‹‡่€…ๆง˜ใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฏๅ†ใณ่–„็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€่ƒŒไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ๆ”พใ‚ŠๆจใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ†ใกใฎ้€ฃไธญใŒ10ไบบใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ‚‚่ฟ”ใ‚Š่จŽใกใซใ‚ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใจใฆใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใŒใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ้•ใ†ใญใ€ ้™ๅ‚ใ—ใŸใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใจใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใฏๆจใฆใŸใ€‚ๅ‘ฝใ ใ‘ใฏๅŠฉใ‘ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใญใ€ๅ‹‡่€…ๆง˜?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใงไฟบใฏ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใžใ€‚่จฑใ™ใ‚ใ‘็„กใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฏๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ„ใ‚’้š ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€็ด ๆ‰‹ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ๅˆ€ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฆๅ™จใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใกใƒใฃ!ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฏไธŠใ’ใŸ่…•ใฎ่ข–ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐๅž‹ใฎใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใจใ€ใใฎใพใพๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌใ†ใกใซ่ƒŒๅพŒใซๅ›žใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅถใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใพใ‚่‰ฏใใ‚„ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆฎบๆฐ—ใจๆš—ๅ™จใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจใ†ใพใ้š ใ•ใชใ„ใจใชใ€ ่ก€ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ€ๆ‡็ด™ใ‚’ๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅˆ€ใฏๆ—ขใซ็ถบ้บ—ใช่ผใใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใ€ไป˜็€ใ—ใŸใฏใšใฎ่ก€ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ็ฅžใฎๅŠ›ใ‹ใจใ€ไพฟๅˆฉใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใจใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใฆ็ดๅˆ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใ€ๅพ…ๆฉŸๅฎคใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒ่นด็ ดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€20ไบบใปใฉใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใฏใจใฃใ•ใซๅ‹•ใใ“ใจใŒใงใใšใซๅ‡บๅ…ฅๅฃใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ฅๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰็พใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ€ๅ›ฃ้•ท!ใ€ ใ€Œใฆใ‚ใˆใฏใ‚ขใ‚คใƒณใŸใกใ‚’ๆฎบใฃใŸใ‚„ใคใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹!ใ€ ๅ…ฅๅฃใซไธ€็•ช่ฟ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸ็”ทใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่บใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ŠๆŠœใๆ‰“ใกใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใฏใ„ใŠ้™ใ‹ใซใ€ ๅพŒใซ็ถšใ„ใฆใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใซไป็Ž‹็ซ‹ใกใงๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ่บซใฎใพใพใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใงใ„ใใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใŸ้€ฃไธญใŒใ€ใพใŸไธ€็žฌใง้™ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ็พŽใ—ใ„ๅˆƒ็ด‹ใŒใ€ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซไธŠใฎใƒญใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใ‚ฏใฎๅ…‰ใซๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใชใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅคงไบบใ—ใ่ณชๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใใ„ใคใ‚’ใ€่ชฐใ‚‚็ญ”ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰้ฉๅฝ“ใซใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒญใƒใ‚นใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅบŠใซ่ปขใŒใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบบๆธ›ใฃใŸๅฎคๅ†…ใฎ็”ทใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€ๅˆใฎ่ณชๅ•ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฏไฝ•่€…ใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅ…จๅ“กใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใฃใ€ไฟบใŒๅ˜˜ใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ‚‚ๆฎบใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ€ ่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸๅฅดใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใงๆŒ‡ๅใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ไฟบ? ......ไฟบใŸใกใฏใ€โ€œ้š ใ—่›‡โ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚่กจใซไธ€ไบบ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ„ใคใจใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‰ใงๅ…จๅ“กใ ใ€ ่ฆณๅฟตใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๆŒ‡ๅใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฏ็ด ็›ดใซ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆฌกใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏไพฏ็ˆตใฎใŠๆŠฑใˆใงใ€ๆ˜ผ้–“ใซไฟบใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ไพฏ็ˆตใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‹?ใ€ ไป–ใฎ็”ทใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ„ใคใฏ้œ‡ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰่ชžใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๆŠฑใˆใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใŸใพใซไพฏ็ˆตใฎ็”จไบ‹ใ‚’่ซ‹ใ‘่ฒ ใ†ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใงๆดปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‹ ็‚นใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆต็Ÿณใซไพฏ็ˆตๅฎถใฎๆ•ทๅœฐๅ†…ใพใงใ‚ฌใ‚ตใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใ‚‚ใ€ไพฏ็ˆตใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไพ้ ผใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใ€‚ๅ›ฃ้•ทใฏใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’่žใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚’ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็ขบใ‹ใซใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใ‚„ๆ•ทๅœฐๅ†…ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ไฝ™็จ‹ๆ˜Ž็ขบใช่จผๆ‹ ใงใ‚‚็„กใ„้™ใ‚Šใฏ็ซ‹ใกๅ…ฅใ‚Š่ชฟๆŸปใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‰้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‚ใญใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅŒๆง˜ใซๅŒฟใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šฏ็ฝช่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ๆฐ—ใŒ้‡ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงๆœ€ๅพŒใชใ€‚ไพฏ็ˆตใฎๆœฌ้คจใซใฏใฉใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใŒใ„ใ‚‹? ่ชฐใ‹็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใŒๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ณชๅ•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไฟบใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ†......้คจใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ๅฝ“็›ดใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒไฝ•ไบบใ‹ๅทกๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใŒใ€ไพฏ็ˆตใฎใ„ใ‚‹3้šŽใซใฏ็ซ‹ใกๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ€่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใŒ......ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’้›‡ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ‚‚่žใ„ใŸใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‹......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จฑๅฏใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€้š ใ—่›‡ใฎๅ›ฃๅ“กใŸใกใฏไธ€็›ฎๆ•ฃใซ้€ƒใ’ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็Šฏ็ฝช่€…ใ‚’้€ƒใŒใ—ใŸใ“ใจใซใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒ้ฟ้›ฃใŒใพใ—ใ„็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฏ่ซœๅ ฑใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€็Šฏ็ฝช่€…ใฎๅ–็ท ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ไปŠๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆ•็ธ›ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไพฏ็ˆตใซ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅค–ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ๆธ‹ใ€…ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ใใ‚็œ ใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ—ใ€้ขๅ€’ใใ•ใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆœฌ้คจๅด้ขใฎ็Ÿณ้€ ใ‚Šใฎๅฃใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใคใถใ‚„ใใจใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใ„ๅ‡นๅ‡ธใซๆŒ‡ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ™ใ‚‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ็™ปใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ้–‹ใ„ใŸ็ช“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎไธ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใƒณใ‚’็ตใ‚“ใงไฝœใฃใŸใƒญใƒผใƒ—ใŒ้™ใ‚ŠใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใง็™ปใ‚Œใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆŽดใ‚€ใ ใ‘ใงใ„ใ„ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้€šใ‚Šใซใƒญใƒผใƒ—ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใจใŸใ‚“ใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ~~~!ใ€ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎไบ‹ใซๅฃฐใ‚‚ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๅ†…ใซใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๆŠฑใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๅฎคๅ†…ใซ้™ใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใฟใŸใ„ใ ใชใ€ ๅคงใใ้‡ๅŽšใชใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‚„็ซ‹ๆดพใชๆ›ธๆฃšใŒ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใคใถใ‚„ใใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็–‘ใ„ใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎๆ‰‹ๆŸ„ใ‚’ๆŽขใใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฏ?ใ€ ่–„ๆš—ใ„ใƒญใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใ‚ฏใฎ็ฏใ‚Šใ‚’้ ผใ‚Šใซใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆฌกใ€…ใซ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒ่ชญใ‚ใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆœบใงไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ดใ‚ฝใ‚ดใ‚ฝใจไฝœๆฅญใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใฎ็„กใ„ๆ›ธ้กžใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใญ......ใ‚ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ›ธๆฃšใ ใ‘ใ€ไธ่‡ช็„ถใซๅฅฅ่กŒใŒๆต…ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒๅ•้กŒใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎ่บŠ่บ‡ใชใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆฃšใฎๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅ…จใฆๅบŠใซๆจใฆใ€ใƒ™ใƒชใƒ™ใƒชใจๆ›ธๆฃšใฎ่ƒŒ้ขๆฟใ‚’ใฏใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‹พใ„ไธŠใ’ใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒใ•ใฃใจ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ™ใจใ€้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใง่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œ......้šฃๅ›ฝใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎๅฏ†่ฒฟๆ˜“ใฎๅธณ็ฐฟใ ใ‚......ใ€ ๆ‰‹ๆŸ„ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไพฏ็ˆตใซๆถˆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๆˆฆๆ…„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰็„กไบ‹ใซๅŸŽใธๆˆปใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ‘ฝใŒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€้šฃใ‚Šใฎๅฅดใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€้šŽๆฎต่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸๅฅดใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใ€‚ใพใšใฏใฉใ‚“ใชๅฅดใ‹่ฆ‹ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใชใ€ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒ้–‹ใใ€้ป’ใ„ใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’็€ใฆใ€ใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’็›ฎๆทฑใซ่ขซใฃใŸ็”ทใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็›—ไบบใ‹ใ€ ใฒใฉใใ—ใ‚ใŒใ‚ŒใŸๅฃฐใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŒ้›‡ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‹ใ€ ่ฉฑใ™ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใธๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅฐใ•ใชๅฃฐใง้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅ”ฑใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธๅฏ่ฆ–ใฎ้ขจใฎๅˆƒใŒ้ฃ›ใถใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ†ใฃ!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้›ฃใชใใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒ่‚ฉใซๅˆƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€ใใฎใพใพใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃ......ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒใชใœ!ใ€ ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใฎไธ‹ใง็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ๅจผๅฉฆใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ็Šฌใ‹?ใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒ่ฉฑใ™ใ†ใกใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฌใ†ใฃ!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ชใใŒใ€ๆ€ฅใช้ขจใซ็…ฝใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ้€ธใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅนใ่’ใ‚ŒใŸ้ขจใŒใ€ๅบŠใซๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใฐใ‚‹ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅทปใไธŠใ’ใ€ๆœบใฎไธŠใฎใƒšใƒณใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€ๆค…ๅญใ‚’ๅ€’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็‡ญๅฐใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใ€ๆœบไธŠใฎๆ›ธ้กžใŒ็‡ƒใˆๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใใ†ใ„ใ†ไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ ็ซใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚Šใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ›ใš้ขจใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒๅ†ทใ‚„ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็‹™ใ„้€šใ‚Šใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€็ช้ขจใŒๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€ไธธ่…ฐใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€้ขจใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’้ขจๅ‘ใใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ่ง’ๅบฆใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใๅผ•ใ„ใฆๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‚’ๆœ€ๅฐ้™ใซใจใฉใ‚ใŸใ€‚ๅˆ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใคไธๅฏ่ฆ–ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€้ฉš็•ฐ็š„ใชๅฏพๅฟœๅŠ›ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็„กๅ‚ทใจใฏ่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ๅฎคๅ†…ใซๆ–ฐใŸใชไบบ็‰ฉใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ้šฃๅฎคใซใ„ใŸใƒฉใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚คใƒณไพฏ็ˆตใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†็Šถๆณใ ! ......่ฒดๆง˜ใฏ!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸไพฏ็ˆตใŒใ€ๆฟ€ๆ˜‚ใ—ใฆไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅซใผใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅผทใ„้ขจใŒไพฏ็ˆตใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎไป•ๆฅญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ไพฏ็ˆตใ‚’ใ€ๅ†ท้™ใซๅฉใ่ฝใจใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใซๆˆปใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ๆ—ขใซ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅพŒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚็งปๅ‹•ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๆฐ—้…ใฏ้€Ÿใ„้€Ÿๅบฆใง้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้€ƒใ’ใŸใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ€ๆ›ธ้กžใฏๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€‚......ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ!ใ€ ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใ่ฃ‚ใ„ใŸๅธƒใงใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใซๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‚ทใ‚’ๆญข่ก€ใ—ใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸไพฏ็ˆตใ‚’ไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใŸ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พใ‚Šๆจใฆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ฐใชใ‚ทใƒผใƒณใŒ็›ฎใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใพใ ๆฎบใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ช“ใฎไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆคใˆ่พผใฟใซ่ฝใกใŸไพฏ็ˆตใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚็‰‡่ถณใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใชๆ–นๅ‘ใซๆ›ฒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็”Ÿใใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใšใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€Œใจใ€้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ ใ€‚ๆ•ตใŒใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ„ใ‚‹ๅฎคๅ†…ใชใ‚“ใ‹้€šใฃใฆใŸใ‚‰้€ƒใ’้…ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใžใ€ ็ช“ใฎๅค–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€้€กๅทกใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใชใ€‚ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๆŒใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใˆ? ใกใ‚‡ใฃใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ~~~!ใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚’็ด ๆ—ฉใๆจชๆŠฑใใซใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฟทใ†ใ“ใจใชใ็ช“ใฎๅค–ใธใจ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 8: What A Fool Believes [ Can't you even observe properly! ] Unable to control his anger, the current head of the Raghlain family, Karcimoral Vado Raghlain hurled a stunningly decorated earthenware cup at a man kneeling in his presence. A small amount of wine pooled around the remnants of the broken cup. Dripping blood, the man who ran away from Hifumi's attack silently crouched. His side was lightly bound with cloth. [ Could you leave it at that? In addition, the number of people have decreased, I am embarrassed. ] [ Orbas. No matter the circumstances, think about dealing with the Hero as soon as possible. ] The man with honey-coloured, shoulder-length hair called Orbas gave a faint smile, and sighed. The man writhing with pain on the floor was kicked away. [ Oi, head to the standby room, wake everyone up and arm them. ] He said in a low voice that did not seem to match his face. [ Really, I have to deal with your mess. Work yourself to the bone and redeem your worth. ] The man on watch frantically left the room. The Marquis made an unpleasant face on watching this and turned to Orbas. [ Now, what to do? ] [ Um, that is..... ] Out of habit, playing with his hair, Orbas shook his head. [ Hero-san's skill, Marquis is aware of it yes? Come to think of it, it seems impossible for that fool to escape with only a slight injury. ] [ Mu..... Then ] [ Clearly, that fool was deliberately let go. Panicking, he was most likely to come here in a hurry. Most likely he was followed and we will have company soon. ] [ Hmm. Your soldiers and those of the territorial army are here too. In any case, a skilled magician is also hired here. That much should be enough to handle that one guy. ] Laughing scornfully while drinking his wine, Karcimoral looked at Orbas with cold eyes. That sort of easy opponent, it is not too troublesome. [ The guy that escaped is here. The fellow targeting me should be here. ] Two soldiers stood at the gate of the Raghlain estate. Walking forward, Hifumi casually walked over to the soldiers as though they were acquainted. Behind Hifumi, Pajou followed. [ What are you saying?? This is the Marquis' estate! Leave, leave! ] (Pajou) [ Hmm, such a reaction was expected. ] (Hifumi) Though understanding, Pajou showed a cramped smile while speaking to his back. [ Haa~ ] Letting out a quiet shout, Hifumi pinched the guard's throat with his fingers. Falling against the gate behind him, the guard collapsed, unconscious. [ ...... Didn't kill. ] Pajou said, surprised. Annoyed, Hifumi replied, [ I don't murder everyone. Killing is a weapon for me, only fit for those hostile to me. ] Saying this while approaching the other confused and stock-still guard, Hifumi knocked him out in a similar manner, the guard collapsed powerlessly next to the wall. [ By the way, why should I follow? ] [ You will be my lookout. Besides, to prove to the people tat come along that this slaughter was due to legitimate self-defense. ] , thought Pajou, refraining from voicing her thoughts. Though Pajou thought Hifumi would surely walk in through the front door, unexpectedly, Hifumi soundlessly headed towards a bungalow built separately from the main building. [ Are you not meeting the Marquis? ] On being asked in a low whisper, Hifumi replied without turning around. [ The guys that attacked me, they will not be a noble's subordinate. It takes regular training for them to be that inconspicuous. Most likely, there is a group on the premises used by those underground organisations. I want to hear the story from them. ] , thought Pajou. If nobility have a degree of financial power and territory, they have private soldiers such as the territorial army. However, because there is a law that the King must be informed the details of the territorial army, they cannot be used for any covert work. Unlike normal troops, they can only be used for 'disposal'. [ Imeraria has given a strict order that I am not to be touched, yes? Additionally, I am sure you want to keep the death of your King concealed. Even if you know the circumstances, this incident can be used as potential to start a war. So this can be left to people from the underworld. ] The entire wing of the bungalow came into view. There were a few windows, the stonework was of simple make. In front of the wooden door, a disagreeable-looking man stood. [ Well then, time to greet them. ] [ Oi, you, is your boss in there? ] [ Aa, who.... eh......eh? ] On seeing Hifumi's face, the man's voice gave out. Apparently the man seemed to know Hifumi's face. [ The man you people have been looking for is here. ] (Hifumi) [ You bastard! Nonchalantly walking in! ] Coming to his senses, the man struck without a weapon. With his good physique, it was a good punch, Hifumi evaluated disinterestedly. However, it did not connect. The punch was easily avoided by a slight movement of the head, Hifumi was already facing the guard's back. Hifumi hit the back of the guard's knee with his toes, when he dropped to one knee, grabbed his jaw and the back of his head and twisted. *Gugyo* , a damp, unpleasant sound was heard, Pajou turned her eyes away instinctively. Killing like this..... Too cruel, Pajou, who did not think she could do it, felt her stomach tremble.magic Near to where the corpse was discarded, a person with shoulder-length hair called out to Hifumi. [ Do not decrease our numbers any more. ] [ I thought someone was here, are you these guy's boss? ] [ I am the leader. But how were you able to understand that? ] Orbas dared to show himself frivolously while touching his hair. All, to induce negligence in the opponent. [ Positioned as you are, the opponent's weapons can be confirmed and any movements can be seen. The point of you touching your hair is to unfasten your weapon, yes? ] On being seen through, the smile on Orbas' face disappeared. [ The presence of the guys inside, also, those guys that attacked in the day, their movements were monotonous and their scheme was insufficient, although not bad. Their co-operative movements also, it felt like they learned from someone. Not you. ] [ Yareyare.... As expected of Hero-sama. ] Orbas faintly smiled again, and pulling out the knife from his back, tossed it aside. [ I give up. Even a squad of 10 people were defeated, the tables have turned. The levels are just too different. ] Giving up, Orbas raised his arms with his palms showing. [ As you can see, weapons have been discarded. Just my life, can you please spare it, Hero-sama? ] [ No. I was attacked by your instructions. I will not allow it. ] To Hifumi not showing any mercy, Orbas could not conceal his bewilderment. [ Wait a minute, you would kill an unarmed man? ] [ What are you saying. ] Hifumi smoothly stepped forward, his hand on his katana. [ You have a weapon. ] (Hifumi) [ Chii! ] Orbas immediately took out a small knife from the cuff of his raised arm, and instantly swung downwards at Hifumi. However, Hifumi was no longer there. Orbas tried desperately to turn towards Hifumi, who was already behind Orbas, but to no avail. [ His performance was so-so, should have hidden his bloodlust better. ] Though Hifumi was about to pull out the kaishi tucked in his kimono, with a single shake of the katana, the blood was cleared off, without a trace remaining. Is this the God's influence? Truly convenient, muttered Hifumi as he sheathed his katana. The door was kicked open, and about 20 subordinates of Orbas stared at the entrance, unable to move. At the entrance stood Hifumi, holding Orbas' head. [ B-Boss!! ] [ You're the bastard that killed Ain and the others! ] A man nearest to the entrance leaped at Hifumi. In a single movement, Hifumi drew his katana and sliced him to pieces. [ Yeah yeah, quiet down. ] Confirming that Pajou was behind him, Hifumi pulled his katana out of the body while imposingly standing in the doorway. The instantly enraged people instantly became quiet. The beautiful blade crest shimmered in the light of a candle on a table. [ If you don't want something similar to happen to you, answer my questions obediently. Resist like that guy, or not answer appropriately, everyone dies. ] While throwing Orbas' head on the floor, Hifumi surveyed the men in the room. [ The first question. Who are you fellows and are all members here? Oh, if I sense a lie, it's time to kill. Well then, you. ] Hifumi pointed his katana at the nearest guy. [ M-Me? ....... We are called "Hidden Serpent". All it's members are here. ] Resigned, the nominated man answered obediently. [ Then, next. You people, in the Marquis' employ, was attacking me in the daytime the order of the Marquis? ] Looking Hifumi in the eye, he began to talk while trembling. [ Rather than employed, we are allowed to use this place for occasionally undertaking errands for the Marquis. We do not set foot into the Marquis' home... This should have been a request from the Marquis, the leader said so. ] On hearing the answer, Pajou fleetingly glanced at Hifumi. [ .... Certainly, regarding nobles' residences, leaving aside on-the-spot inspections, yield no clear evidence. ] Pajou said with a sigh mixed in. To think that there might be criminals who have similarly been given shelter, it was depressing. [ And the last question. Are there troops in the Marquis' mansion? Does anyone here know? ] One person timidly raised his hand. [ On answering, will I be spared? ] [ I am asking the questions. ] [ Uu.... There were many soldiers on duty in the mansion, on patrol and so on, but it seems that they don't enter the third floor where the Marquis is. Recently, rumours of a magician being hired have been circulating. ] [ A magician huh.... ] Receiving Hifumi's permission, the members of Hidden Serpent ran away at full speed. Pajou shifted her gaze to the criminals fleeing from the shelter. [ Your job is intelligence, not criminal law enforcement. Spend time arresting them, the Marquis will be able to escape. ] [ Though that is so..... ] Hifumi went out, Pajou reluctantly followed. [ I'm getting drowsy, so bothersome. ] Hifumi murmured, looked up at the side wall of the mansion, and using his fingers, climbed up smoothly via the few irregularities in the stonework. After a little while, a rope that usually binds curtains descended from the open window. [ In this dress, I should climb? ] (Pajou) [ No, just grab it. ] Pajou gripped the rope tilting her head in confusion, and was instantly launched upwards. [ ~~~~~~~! ] (Pajou) Unable to let out any words, Pajou was caught inside the room. [ Well then, this seems to be an office-like room. ] Looking around the room which had a large, stately desk and an elegant bookshelf, Hifumi muttered. Pajou did not doubt Hifumi's words any more. [ Well then, search for your achievements. ] [ Haa? ] Relying on the dim light of a wax candle, Pajou confirmed documents one after the other. Hifumi, who could not read the characters was rummaging around the desk. [ No problem with the documents.... huh? ] A certain bookshelf, its depth seemed unnaturally inadequate. [ What's wrong? ] Calling out to Hifumi, Pajou explained the irregularity. Without hesitating, Hifumi threw away all the documents on the racks to the floor and peeled off the rear boards with a sound like tape being pulled off. A bunch of documents spilled out from a hidden compartment. Picking them up, Pajou quickly looked them over and said with a shaking voice, [ This.... an account book containing records of secret trades with our neighbouring country, Vichy.... ] Far from an achievement, if things don't go well, the Marquis may bump her off, Pajou shivered. No matter what happens, if unable to safely return to the castle, her life may be forfeit. [ Ah, not the fellow next door, but the guy near the stairs is coming here. Be quiet for a minute. ] [ Wh-What do we do? ] [ Calm down. First, see what kind of guy he is. ] The door slowly opened, and a man wearing a black robe with a hood covering his eyes entered. [ ...... A thief? ] An extremely hoarse voice rang out. [ So you're the magician that was employed. ] On seeing Hifumi speak, the magician quickly drew a knife from his robe and pointed it at Hifumi and Pajou. The magician chanted something in a low voice, and an invisible blade of wind flew forward. [ Auuu! ] (Pajou) Unlike Hifumi, Pajou was struck by it on the shoulder and losing her balance, fell. [ You dodged it?... ] [ M-Magic dagger.... A magician from the Horant country, why is it! ] To Pajou's words, the magician laughed under his hood at her holding her shoulder and taking some distance. [ Ho~, you know our country's magic tool quite well. Though you've got the appearance of a prostitute, are you a dog of Orsongrande? ] While the magician was speaking, Hifumi drew near. [ Nuu! ] Hifumi's thrust met a sudden gust of wind. That violent gust of wind blew up the documents scattered on the floor, the pen on the desk flew up, and the chair was knocked over. The candle fell, the documents on the desk began to burn. [ Hmm, magic can also be used like this huh. ] The fire was spreading, watching the unworried Hifumi admire wind magic, the magician was secretly in a cold sweat. According to the plan, the gust of wind should have blown away the sword, and without the sword... However, Hifumi adjusted his katana according to the direction of the wind while receiving it, neutralizing it. In spite of seeing such magic for the first time, such marvellous flexibility. While the magician thought that even if he wins, he would not come out of this unscathed, a new person entered. It was Marquis Raghlain from the next room. [ Strauss, what is this situation! ...... You! ] The moment the Marquis saw Hifumi's face, he tried to shout something, a gust of wind hit the Marquis' back. This was the act of the magician Strauss. Calmly knocking down the Marquis who was thrown at him, Hifumi returned his gaze towards Strauss, but he had already run away. His speed points to magic being used for movement. [ .....He ran away huh... ] [ Pajou, do you have the documents? ] [ Ee, they're all right........ Hey! ] When Pajou looked up after stopping the blood from her wound by tearing off a piece of her dress, a shocking scene met her eyes. [ Don't worry. He's not dead yet. ] Hurriedly going to the window and looking, Pajou saw the Marquis's figure in a tangle of thick shrubbery. One leg was bent in a weird direction, but he seemed to be alive. [ Well then, leave. ] [ J-Jump down? ] [ Obviously. Enemies will soon flood the room, and leaving will be delayed. ] Seeing Pajou hesitating while looking out the window, Hifumi clicked his tongue. [ No other way. Hold onto the documents tightly. ] [ Eeh? Wai-, IYAAA~~~~~! ] Grabbing and holding her sideways under his arm, Hifumi immediately jumped out of the window.
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162.Holiday ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบŒไบบใง็Ž‹้ƒฝใพใงๅ‡บใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็›ดๆŽฅ่žใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎใฏใ—ใ‚ƒใŽใ‚ˆใ†ใฏใ€ไบ‹ๆƒ…ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌ่€…ใ‚‚ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใใŒใŸใ„็จ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅฅณๆ€ง็จ‹ๅบฆใซใฏ็‹ฌๅ ๆฌฒใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅฅณๆ€งใฎไฝ•ๅ€ใ‚‚ๅซ‰ๅฆฌๅฟƒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€้ขๅ€’ใใ•ใ„ๆ€งๆ ผใ‚’ๅ…จ้–‹ใซใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‡บ็™บใพใงใฎๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใ‚’้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‚Œ่ท็‰ฉใ‚’ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒใคใ„ใฆๆฅใŸใ„ใจ่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅจๅš‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้ผปๆฏ่’ใ้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ€งๆ ผใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒโ€œไธ€็ท’ใซ่กŒใใŸใ„โ€ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€็‰นๅˆฅใชไบ‹ๆƒ…ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„้™ใ‚Šใ€ๅฅฝใใซใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใจ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ†ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็œŸไผผใฏใงใใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎๅฝ“ไบบใŸใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ—…ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใใฎๆ—ฅใฎใ†ใกใซใ€้ฃŸๆ–™ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅ…ทใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’้ฉๅฝ“ใซ่ฒทใ„่พผใ‚“ใง้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŽ็ดใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใ†ใจใ€ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใจๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใฎ้–‹็™บใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ‚„ใใฎไป–ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใจ็จฝๅคใ‚’ใ—ใฆ้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‚ใซๅฏ„ใ‚Šๆทปใ„ใ€่ก—ใธ่ฒทใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใซไป˜ใๆทปใ„ใ€็จฝๅคใซใ‚‚ๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใฆใ€็‰‡ๆ™‚ใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใจๅฅฅๆง˜ใฏใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซไปฒใŒใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใญใ€ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใพใŸใชใซใ‹้จ’ๅ‹•ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎๅพก่”ญใงใ€ใ“ใฃใกใซใฏใกใฃใจใ‚‚ๅฑ้™บใŒ็„กใ„ใ€ ใชใฉใจใ€้ซ˜ไฝ่ฒดๆ—ใฎไธ€ไบบใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ญท่ก›ใ‚‚ใคใ‘ใšใซใถใ‚‰ใถใ‚‰ใจๆญฉใใ€ๅบถๆฐ‘ใจๅŒใ˜ๅบ—ใง้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ€ใใฃใจๅฏ„ใ‚Šๆทปใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ็”บใฎไบบใ€…ใฏใ€ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใพใ—ใ่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€้ ˜ไธป้คจใงๅ‹คใ‚ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่‰ฏใ็Ÿฅใ‚‹ไบบใ€…ใฏใ€ใใ‚“ใชใซใฎใ‚“ใใซๆง‹ใˆใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ—ใ‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจไผš่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ™ใ่ฟ‘ใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ˜ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ๆ—…ใ‚„็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎ่ฉฑใ•ใˆใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐไฝ•ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝ่กŒใใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฎบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆ็จใฟใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ตๅฑ€ใ•ใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใ‚ใฃใฆๆ–ฐๅฉšใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚......ๆ–ฐๅฉšใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ๅ‹‰ๅผท้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒไป•ไบ‹ใงๅธญใ‚’ๅค–ใ™ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ็พฝใƒšใƒณใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใงๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰่งฆใ‚Œใชใ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๆ•™ๆœฌใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ€็”Ÿ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€ๅˆใฏใ•ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจๅŒ่กŒใ—ใฆใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฝ“ๆ™‚ๅฅด้šทใ ใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฎไธ‰ไบบใ ใ‘ใ€‚ๅƒ•ใŒๅŠ ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅ››ไบบใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ๅคฉไบ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹้ ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่จ€ใ†โ€œใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบโ€ใŒ่ชฐใฎใ“ใจใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใˆใฆๅๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฏๅฅด้šทใ ใฃใŸๅฅฅๆง˜ใจๆ‹ไบบใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅ…ƒๅฅด้šทใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ใใ‚Œใซ้ฉšใใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๆ‹ไบบใ‚‰ใ—ใ„่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใŒๆตฎใ‹ใฐใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‹ไบบ......ใ†ใƒผใ‚“......ใธใใกใฃ!ใ€ ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็พฝใƒšใƒณใฎๅ…ˆใŒใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ้ผปใ‚’ใใ™ใใ‚Šใ€ๅฐใ•ใชใใ—ใ‚ƒใฟใŒๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ…......ๆ‹ไบบใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅฎถ่‡ฃใจใ‹ๅผŸๅญใฟใŸใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซๅคงๅˆ†้›ใˆๆฒปใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚‚ๅค‰ใˆใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ๆ–ใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใชใใชใฃใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎ้ ƒใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸใ“ใ‚ใฏใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‚ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€็ฌ‘ใ„่ฉฑใซใงใใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ๆ˜”ใฎไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ•ใฟใ—ใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ 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ๆŠœใๆ‰“ใกใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใฏใ€ๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅนนใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๆญขใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ใƒŸใƒชไปฅไธ‹ใฎ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใง่กจ็šฎใ‚’ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ™‚ๆŠ˜ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ๅพ—็‰ฉใฎ้•ทใ•ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎไฝœๆฅญใ ใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅˆ€ใฎ้•ทใ•ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่…•ใฎ้•ทใ•ใŒใพใฃใŸใๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใจใฏ้™ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ—ใ€็›ฎ้‡˜ใฎๅ…ทๅˆใงใƒ–ใƒฌใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎใ€ไธ€ใคใฎๅ„€ๅผใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ€้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซๆŽดใฟใ€้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ถณใฎไป˜ใ‘ๆ นใซ็ฝฎใใ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ่‡ช็„ถใซ็คผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆกใฃใŸ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใฏใ€้–‰ใ˜ใŸใพใพใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€ๆญฃ็œผใซๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใชใฉใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ็„ก่จ€ใง่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€่ถณ้ŸณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆป‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฟซใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎ็ทŠๅผตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใšใ€้‰„ๆ‰‡ใฎๅ…ˆใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็œ‰้–“ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏใ€็œŸไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆญฃ้ขๆ‰“ใกใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆ–œใ‚ๅ‰ใธใจ่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅˆƒใฎไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่…•ใฎไธ‹ใธใจๆฝœใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€ๆจชๆฎดใ‚Šใซ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่…ฐใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸๆ™‚ใ€้‰„ๆ‰‡ใฏ้ฆ–ใธใจ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฎ่ท้›ขใงๆญขใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ•ฐ็ง’ใ€‚ๆฎ‹ๅฟƒใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆ็„ก่จ€ใง้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆˆปใฃใŸๆ™‚ใฎ่ท้›ขใฏใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซๅ‘ใๅˆใฃใฆๆง‹ใˆใŸๆ™‚ใจๅ…จใๅŒใ˜ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฌกใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใ€ใใ“ใพใง่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฎต้šŽใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใŽใ‚…ใฃใจๅผ•ใ็ตใ‚“ใ ๅฃใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘็ทฉใ‚ใ€่–„ใ้–‹ใ„ใŸๅ”‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šๆฏใ‚’ๅใใ€‚ ๆฌกใฎๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใฏใ€ๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰่†ใ‚’ๆ–ญใกๅ‰ฒใ‚Šใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅณ่ถณใ‚’ๅผ•ใใ€ๅˆ€ใŒ้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใŸใ‚นใƒšใƒผใ‚นใธๅทฆ่ถณใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ ญใธใจ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ ๅฏธๆญขใ‚ใ€‚ ๆ•ฐ็ง’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ขˆ่ฃŸๆ‡ธใ‘ใ‚„็ชใใ€้€ฃ็ถšๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‚„่นดใ‚Šใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใŸๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ่บซไฝ“ใซ่ฆšใˆ่พผใพใ›ใŸๅ‹•ใใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‹•ใใฏใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎๆ™‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Š้…ใ„ใŒใ€็„ก้ง„ใŒ็„กใใ€่ถณใ•ใฐใไธ€ใคใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใง่ฟทใ„ใŒ็„กใ„ใ€‚็†Ÿ็ทดใฎๅ‹•ใใฏใ€้€Ÿๅบฆใชใฉ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใใ€ๅ‘ใๅˆใ†่€…ใŒๅๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้›ฃใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใƒฉใƒณใƒ€ใƒ ใง็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่‡ดๅ‘ฝๅ‚ทใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅๆ’ƒใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ด„ๆŸใฎ็„กใ„ใ€ไฝ•ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใฏใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ฌใƒใซ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎŸๆˆฆใ‚’้‡ใญใŸใ“ใจใจใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใซๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไปŠใงใฏ่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใงๅ‹•ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆฌก็ฌฌใซ้€ŸๅบฆใŒๅข—ใ—ใฆใ„ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‹•ใใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ็›ฎใงใฏ่ฟฝใˆใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ๆง‹ใˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅˆๅ‹•ใ‚’้ ผใ‚Šใซใ€ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใงๆŒใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ่ฟ”ใ—ใ‚‚้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไธ€ๅˆใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใซไบŒๅˆใ€ไธ‰ๅˆใจๆ‰‹ๆ•ฐใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ขˆ่ฃŸๆ–ฌใ‚Šใซๅฏพๅฟœใ—ๆใญใ€ไบŒๅˆ็›ฎใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใŸ็ชใใ‚’ๅฑใ†ใ’ใซ้ฟใ‘ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ๅๆ’ƒใพใงใฏใงใใšใ€‚ๅ†ใณๅˆƒใ‚’ๅฏใ‹ใ›ใฆ่ƒธใ‚’่ฒซใใซๆฅใ‚‹็ชใใฏ่บฑใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใฃ......ใ€ ๅดฉใ‚Œใ‚‹ไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่ถณใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€็ชใใฏ็ขบๅฎŸใซ่ƒธใซๅทฎใ—่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใจๆ€ใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใคใ„็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ—ใŸ็—›ใฟใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใ‚‚็ตๆžœใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ„ใ‚ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ˆใ‚ใ‘ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆฑ—ใ‚’้›ถใ™้ก”ใง่ƒธใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใจใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆœใซ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่บซไฝ“ใซใฏใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„่ท้›ขใงใ€ๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใฏๆญขใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœๆ—ฅใซ่ผใๅˆ€่บซใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ก”ใŒๆ˜ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฅฅๆญฏใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟใ—ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ“ใ“ใพใงใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ่จ“็ทดใซใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ๆฑ—ใ‚’ใ ใใ ใใจๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใŒใ‚‹ๆง˜ใช็›ฎใง็ถšใใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ†ใŸใ‚ใฎๅธƒใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใพใšๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ„ใฆๅ‘ผๅธใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใ‚ใ€‚ๆฐดใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใง้ˆใ•ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„......ใ€ ใ”ใ—ใ”ใ—ใจๆ€ฅใ„ใง้ก”ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่’้‡ŽใงๆŽกใฃใฆใใŸใƒชใƒณใ‚ดใซไผผใŸๆžœๅฎŸใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹•ใใฏๆ‚ชใใชใ„ใ€‚็–ฒใ‚ŒใŒๅ‡บใฆใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใใŒไนฑใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่บซไฝ“ใŒๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใใชใ‚‹ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆžœๅฎŸใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚ไธ€ๅฃ้ฝงใ‚‹ใ€‚็”˜้…ธใฃใฑใ„ๆžœๆฑใŒใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใจๅ–‰ใ‚’้€šใฃใฆๆฝคใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฆๅ™จใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใจใฏ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใŒๅคงๅˆ‡ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ๆŠ€่ก“ใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใฆๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆ่บซไฝ“ใซๆŸ“ใฟใ“ใพใ›ใฆใ„ใใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ่ซ–ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฎŸ่ทตใ—ใฆใใŸใ“ใจใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้“ๅ ดใง่‹ฅใ„้–€ไบบใŒใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ็†็”ฑใฎๅคšใใŒใ€โ€œๅ˜่ชฟใชๅ‹•ใใฎ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใซ้ฃฝใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰โ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ ็ฌ‘้ก”ใง็ญ”ใˆใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚ใ€ๆžœๅฎŸใ‚’ๅฃใซใ—ใฆๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซๅ‘ณใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็Ÿญใ„ไผ‘ๆ†ฉใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ€ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ๅ†ใณ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ไป•ๆ‰‹ใจๅ—ใ‘ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไบคไปฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใชๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ“ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„! ่กŒใใพใ™!ใ€ ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๅ…จๅŠ›ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใถใคใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅ…จๅน…ใฎไฟก้ ผใจๅฅฝๆ„ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…จๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„็Šถๆณใ‹ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅนธใ›ใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ไธ€็”Ÿใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚่ฟฝใ„ใคใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€็”ŸใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ็ชใใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใฆใฎ็ชใใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใฆ่ถณใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ†ใŒใ€้ฃ›ใณไธŠใŒใฃใฆใฎๆ‰“ใกใŠใ‚ใ—ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚่ปขใŒใฃใฆ้ฟใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚่„‡่…นใ‚’่นดใ‚Šใซ่กŒใใŒใ€ๆŸ„้ ญใŒใใ‚Œใ‚’้˜ปใ‚€ใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใใ‚Šใฎ็ซ่Šฑๆ•ฃใ‚‹้€ข็€ฌใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ็–ฒๅŠดใงๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใใชใ‚‹ใพใง็ถšใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŠฑใใ‹ใ‹ใˆใฆ้ ˜ไธป้คจใพใง้‹ใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’็‹™ใฃใŸไธ‹ๅฟƒใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็–ฒใ‚ŒๆžœใฆใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ€ๅๆฏใ‚’่’ใใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่‚ฉใซใใฃใจ้ ญใ‚’็ฝฎใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅค‰ใชๅฅดใ ใชใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€่‰ฒใฃใฝใไธŠๆฐ—ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅฃๅ…ƒใŒใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒคใจ็ทฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰็–ฒใ‚Œใ™ใŽใฆใƒใ‚คใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‹ๆ„›็ตŒ้จ“ใฎๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใจใฃใฆใฎ็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใฏใ€ๅ‰ฒใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚
Chapter 162: Holiday The apparent excitement of Origa, who directly heard about her and Hifumi departing for the capital from him, made her to some extent unapproachable for those who knew and those who didn't know about the circumstances. Origa spent the few days until the departure going full throttle with her troublesome character, feeling several times more jealous than a normal woman and having a desire to monopolize him at the level of a normal woman. Even while preparing the luggage, she did so with a rough nasal breathing as if completely threatening her surroundings or saying that she doesn't want anyone to attend to her. Going by Hifumi's character, Origa knew that if she told him "I want to go together with you", he would give her permission to do as she likes as long as there are no special circumstances. She also understood how to act so that his decision didn't change. The person concerned, Hifumi, spent his time until the day of the travel by going to buy food and suitable magic tools in Fokalore and tossing them into his darkness storage, developing new weapons with Pruflas and training with Caim and the other soldiers. Snuggling up to his side, Origa accompanied him on his shopping in the city, participated in the training and made sure to not separate from Hifumi as much as possible. "Lord and his wife have a really nice relationship." "Isn't that a good thing? It seems like some uproar is once again happening in Vichy, but thanks to Lord, there's not the slightest danger to our side." And so on. Hifumi, who eats in the same restaurant as the commoners and wanders aimlessly around the town without any guards although he's an appointed noble, and Origa, who can be seen to gently nestle close to him, were warmly watched by the people of the city of Fokalore. However, the people, who know Origa well since they are serving in the feudal lord's mansion, cannot take such carefree attitude. That's because Origa is fixedly staring at them from close-by while they are talking with Hifumi. Although nothing happens as long as they don't talk about the trip or the capital, they are immediately glared at and pressured with blood thirst as soon as the topic of going to the capital comes up. "In the end, for a number of reasosn, they haven't done many things befitting newly-weds, have they?" (Alyssa) "Haa... newly-weds, is it?" (Viine) Inside the study room, Alyssa started to talk to Viine, who's studying opposite of her, while waving her quill pen around, once Caim stepped outside for work. With that subject being brought up without prior warning, Viine lifts her eyes from the textbook and gives a half-hearted reply. "In the beginning, you know, Origa-san, who was a slave at that time, and another person accompanied Hifumi-san. Even when I joined them, we were just four people." (Alyssa) Looking up at the ceiling, Alyssa seemed as if she was watching a distant place. Viine didn't know who the "That means master had a lover and wife who was a slave?" (Viine)magic Since Viine heard about Origa originally being a slave, she wasn't surprised about that, but she can't imagine Hifumi and Origa acting like lovers. "Lover... yea... Achoo!" (Alyssa) The tip of the quill pen, she swung with her fingers, tickled Alyssa's nose causing her to sneeze. "Uuh... rather than lover, it resembled more the relation of a pupil or a retainer. As a matter of fact, her way of fighting was mostly fixed and trained by Hifumi. It looks like she ended up changing her weapon back then, too. I guess it was around that time when she stopped using a wand?" (Alyssa) "At the time when I met them I didn't have much leeway either", Alyssa laughs. And, she was at least able to change it into a funny story. As soon as she thought of what happened in the past, she felt slightly lonely. "If you consider it like that, various people got in contact with Hifumi and became his friends or enemies, but the one who thought first of getting close to him was Origa, right? There are many people who serve him like Caim and the others, but the one who is planning to do the same things he does while standing shoulder-to-shoulder with him is only Origa, isn't she?" People like Kasha and Pajou who died after becoming hostile to him, people like Sabnak who hasn't become his comrade but still cooperates with him and people like Imeraria who get manipulated; the faces of all the people Alyssa knows float in her mind. "Are you different, Alyssa-sama?" (Viine) "Yeah?" (Alyssa) Alyssa couldn't understand Viine's question well. "Umm, in other words, didn't you consider wanting to become just like his wife?" (Viine) "Ah~, I see..." (Alyssa) The former Vichy territory, Arosel, that has now become a part of Tohno Earldom. Alyssa clearly remembers the events at the time when she was rescued by Hifumi from the violence she suffered there. The memories of the pain have faded, but the fear, that made her want to die due to the helplessness she intensely felt at that time, was deeply carved into Alyssa without having vanished yet. If it's now, she knows that her emotions at that time were yearning and the awakening of a love she wasn't aware of herself. "... It's different, I think. I like Hifumi-san, but that's respect towards a strong person. Therefore... therefore I will become Hifumi's adopted child, the responsibility is heavy, but I'm happy, is what I believe..." (Alyssa) The tears that overflow gradually, spill down along her cheeks finally. "Geeze, how embarrassing... I wonder why..." (Alyssa) Viine quietly approached Alyssa, who had laid her face on the desk with her shoulders trembling, and gently stroke her back. "I know. I'm not able to do the same things as Origa-san... that's why..." (Alyssa) Viine continued to stroke Alyssa who at last burst into tears after raising her voice. The day before the departure to the capital. Early morning. Origa participated in the training carried out by Hifumi. Inside the forest slightly off the highway once one leaves the city of Fokalore. Though monsters appear here often as well, it doesn't matter to Hifumi at all. This place that lacked the hustle and bustle of people and had the aroma of trees and greenery was the favourite place of Hifumi. Origa and him sit in seiza next to each other on the grass with closed eyes. Besides the presence of Origa who's next to him, he can feel weak monsters discovering the presence of people and running away. While calming down his mind with the scent of nature hitting his nostrils, he digs up the memories of his battles in Horant and Vichy. He reproduces the fighting inside his head. Although he has a feeling of satisfaction towards all his moves, there's also introspection. Couldn't I have killed them faster? Wasn't it possible to take their lives in a more efficient way? And, in order to make use of that in the coming battles, he closely inspects his movements. All of it is for the sake of realizing the perfect slaughtering. Even now his desire to murder is gushing out like an endless spring. For the sake of letting it out at any time. A tree towers in front of Hifumi who quietly opened his eyes. The trunk that has a thickness of several arms, grows directly into the sky and the lush leaves expand towards the sun. One blow of drawing the katana and attacking in the same stroke, the katana's point is turned towards the trunk and stops. Leaving less than a millimeter distance, it barely doesn't scratch the rind. It's an act he occasionally does for the sake of confirming his own sensation and the length of his own weapon. He knows the length of his own katana better than anyone else, but just because of that it doesn't necessarily mean that the length of his own arms won't change at all. There's also the possibility that the state of the rivet on the sword hilt slightly shifts. This was also a ritual to check that. "Well then, let's begin?" (Hifumi) "Yes. Please treat me well." (Origa) Standing up in concord with Hifumi, Origa held the iron-ribbed fan in her left hand and bowed. Opposite of her, Hifumi places both hands at the base of his legs and naturally bows in a smooth manner. Lifting their faces at the same time, they readied their weapons. The iron-ribbed fan, grasped by Origa in her left hand is still closed. Hifumi draws the katana and takes a seigan stance. There's nothing like encouraging yells. The footsteps from Hifumi, who steps in silently, are inaudible. Origa shows absolutely no nervousness towards Hifumi who is approaching as if gliding. She firmly turns the iron-ribbed fan's tip at Hifumi's middle forehead. Hifumi's attack comes directly from the front being swung down from above. Origa steps diagonally forward, slips below his arm and blade, and wields her iron-ribbed fan with a side sweep. At the time when Hifumi stopped the katana at the height of his waist, the iron-ribbed fan came to a stop at a distance where it's unclear whether it touches his neck or not. After several seconds, they separate in silence while remaining on guard. The distance at the time when they returned and the distance at the time when they prepared while facing each other in the beginning is completely the same. "Next." (Hifumi) "Yes." (Origa) They don't talk about what has to be done. They are already at a stage where explaining such things is unnecessary. Origa loosens her mouth that was tightly closed a bit and slowly exhales through her faitnly opened lips. The next slash unexpectedly comes to sever her knee from the side. Pulling back her right leg, she advances her left leg into the space where the katana passed through. She lowers her iron-ribbed fan at the head of Hifumi who went down on his kness. And stops just before it. After taking several seconds, they separate. From then on Origa strikes back against Hifumi, who repeatedly comes at her with attacks that included kicks and consecutive slashes and thrusts, with the movements she had her body master. Hifumi's movements are far slower than at the time of normal combat, but there are no useless motions and there's not a splinter of hesitation as he smoothly performs his footwork. His skilled movements, unrelated to something like speed, made it difficult for the person facing him to react. Even so, Origa deals with the attacks that are released randomly. She properly moves to unleash counter-attacks that can cause a fatal wound. Origa, who was frozen stiff due to tension in the past because of the attacks where she didn't know what will come next as there was no prior arrangement, became now able to move naturally as she got used to her weapon and piled up real combat experience. However, the movements of Hifumi, who gradually raised the spead, became untrackable for Origa's eyes. She barely handles them by relying on the initial motion from his stance. With her return attacks being avoided as well, the number of attacks increases to two then three without it finishing at one attack as before. Even while evading the dangerous thrust towards her face as second attack, she fails to deal with the diagonal slash and is also unable to counter-attack. At the second time she was unable to dodge the thrust coming to pierce her chest. "Uuh..." (Origa) She stepped forward with a foot to support her crumbling posture. Believing that she would be definitely pierced in the chest by the thrust, Origa unconsciously closed her eyes. However, the pain she resolved herself for doesn't come. "Don't shut your eyes. Do it with the intention of accepting the outcome no matter what happens." (Hifumi) Hifumi matched the staggering Origa and drew back the katana. When she looks down at her chest with a face that's dripping with sweat, the katana's point has stopped at a distance where it barely won't reach her body though it touches her clothes. Looking at her face being reflected on the sword's blade that's glittering in the morning sun, Origa tightly bit her back teeth. "Let's stop at this place today?" (Hifumi) "No, with this it won't become training for you, Hifumi-sama. Please let me help you." (Origa) Due to Origa requesting a continuation with an imploring stare while the sweat gushes out from her face, Hifumi tossed a cloth at her for the sake of wiping away the sweat. "In that case, first adjust your breathing and wipe the sweat away. Remove your sluggishness by drinking water." (Hifumi) "Yes..." (Origa) Hifumi held out the apple-like fruit he picked up in the wastelands to Origa who is wiping her face and neck briskly. "Your movements aren't bad. It will become better once your body gets used to not having its movements disturbed even if faigue appears." (Hifumi) Hifumi also eats a mouthful of another fruit he took out. Plenty of bittersweet juice passes through his throat and moistens it. "After you stopped being wielded by your weapon, all of importance that's left is repetition..." (Hifumi) It's Hifumi's pet theory that technique is something that will permeate into the body after watching it and getting familiar with it. Though it's something he put into practice, he also knows that it's difficult. There are many reasons why young students stop coming to a dojo, but one of them was "I got tired of repeatedly doing the same boring movements." "Yes. Please treat me well from now on as well!" (Origa) Even Origa, who replied with a smile, savoured the fruit while looking happy as she ate it. Finishing the short break, both of them stand up once again and face each other. "Well then, we will change the attacker and defender. Any kind of attack is fair. It's also fine for you to use magic. Come at me with everything you've got." (Hifumi) "Yes! I will!" (Origa) Origa, who had readied her iron-ribbed fan, clashes with Hifumi using all her power. I have a partner to whom I can direct my wholehearted trust and good will. He will receive my full power. What happiness! Just how blessed am I? I might not catch up to him even if I use all my life. Thus I will follow him until the end of my life. A thrust that avoids a thrust. In exchange for that, she performs a side sweep at his feet, but jumping up a hit comes down at her. Even while evading that by rolling over, she kicks towards his flank, but the pommel of his katana thwarts that. The rendezvous where sparks scatter between just the two of them, continued until Origa couldn't move anymore due to fatigue. Given the situation, Hifumi carries her to the feudal lord's mansion. It's a fact that she had the ulterior motive of aiming for that, but showing her exhausted state, Origa gently places her head against Hifumi's shoulder while breathing roughly. "... You are a strange one." (Hifumi) In Origa's case, she had the intention to appeal to Hifumi by showing an erotic, flushed face, but since her mouth slackens with a grin, it didn't look to Hifumi as anything but getting high due to being too exhausted. The best effort of Origa, who has little experience in love, doesn't reach Hifumi.
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ใƒฌใƒ‹ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒใ™ใฃใฝใ‚Šใจใ‹ใถใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒใ„ใคใ‹ใฎๆ™‚ใซ็•ชๅ…ตใฎ็›ฎใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ไป˜ใใฎใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ ใ€‚้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŽ็ดใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ๅ‘จใ‚ŠใŒ้จ’ใใฎใ‚‚้ขๅ€’ใ ใจไบŒไบบใซๆธกใ—ใฆ่ขซใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๆฌกใ€ ไปŠใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใŒๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ้–€ใ€ใใ“ใธไธฆใถไบบใ€…ใฎไธญใซ็ด›ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่’้‡Žใซ้ขใ—ใŸ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ฌใƒใซ้˜ฒๅฃใฎไธญใธๅ›ฒใ„่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใฎๅฐ‘ใชใ„่ก—ใ‹ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€่ก—ใฎๅค–ใซ่พฒๅœฐใ‚„็‹ฉ็ŒŸๅ ดใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€่ˆฌไบบใฏๆ™ฎๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใชใใชใ„ไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ไบบๅฃใŒ็ˆ†็™บ็š„ใซๅข—ๅŠ ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใจๆฏ”ในใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ—ฅๅธธ็š„ใซๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉใงใ€ๆคœๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใจ้ก”่ฆ‹็Ÿฅใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ขบ็Ž‡ใŒ้žๅธธใซ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€่บซๅˆ†่จผใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใฎๆ–นใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฌก......ใŠๅ‰ใ‹ใ€‚้€šใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ‚‚ใ€ ใจใ„ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ใจๅˆ—ใฏๆถˆๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฌกใฏ......่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใชใ„้ก”ใ ใชใ€‚้€ฃใ‚ŒใฎไบŒไบบใ‚‚ใ€่ขซใ‚Š็‰ฉใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚ใ€ ๅ…ตๅฃซใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€่บŠ่บ‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŸใกใฎใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅผ•ใไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ€็ฃไบบ!?ใ€ ใ€Œ็‹ผ็‹ฝใˆใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ไฟบใฎๅฅด้šทใงๅฑ้™บใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚้ฉšใใ‚ˆใ‚Šไป–ใซใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ้ซ˜ๅœง็š„ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏๆ€ใ‚ใšไบ‹ๅ‹™็š„ใซๅๅ‰ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€่จ˜้Œฒใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใใ“ใงใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€้ก”ใ‚’่ตคใใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸ่จ˜้Œฒใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใŸ? ไฝ•ใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่’้‡Žใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚็›ฎ็š„ใฏใ€ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹็‰ฉ่ฆ‹้Šๅฑฑใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ่’้‡Žใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใใŸใฃใฆ? ใใ“ใง็ฃไบบใ‚‚ๆ•ใพใˆใŸใฎใ‹! ๆใ‚ใ—ใ่…•ใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ‹ใ€้‹ใŒ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใ‚ธใƒญใ‚ธใƒญใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ็›ฎใ‚’ไผใ›ใฆใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚็™บใ•ใšใซ่€ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ไบŒไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹็›ดใ™ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฎ่ฒก็”ฃใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ‚ธใƒญใ‚ธใƒญ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†้€šใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่จฑๅฏ่จผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‘ใ€‚ๅ…ฅๅ ด็จŽใฏ้Š€่ฒจ5ๆžšใ ใŒ......ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ็–‘ใ‚ใ—ใ’ใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ่‚˜ใ‚’ใŠใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็„ก้€ ไฝœใซ้‡‘่ฒจใ‚’10ๆžšใปใฉ็ฉใฟไธŠใ’ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใจใฏ้•ใ†ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใฎ้‡‘่ฒจใ ใŒใ€ๅคงใใ•ใฏไธ€ๅ›žใ‚Šๅคงใใใ€ๅฝซใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸ่‚–ๅƒใ‚‚็ดฐใ‹ใ็พŽใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๆฏใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใ‚“ใง้‡‘่ฒจใซ้‡˜ไป˜ใ‘ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆบœๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฃใกใฎๅ›ฝใฎ้‡‘ใ ใŒใ€้‡‘ใฏ้‡‘ใ ใ€‚้‡ฃใ‚Šใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้€šใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ ็†Š็ฃไบบใฎใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใ€่™Žใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใŸใกใ‚’ไผดใฃใฆๆž—ใฎไธญใซใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅก’ใธใจๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ๅนดใŸใกใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆ็ŸฅใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€็†Šใฎ็ฃไบบใฏ็พคใ‚Œใฏไฝœใ‚‰ใšใ€ไธ€ไบบใ‹ใ›ใ„ใœใ„ๅฎถๆ—ๅ˜ไฝใงใฎ็”ŸๆดปใŒๅŸบๆœฌใจใชใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๅŒๆ—ๅŒๅฃซใฎไบคๆตใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅ…ฑใซ็”Ÿๆดปใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็„กใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๅˆ†ใ€็†Š็ฃไบบใฏๅฎถๆ—ใฎใคใชใŒใ‚Šใฏๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใฆๆ—ฉใใซ่ฆชใŒ็„กใใชใฃใŸๅญไพ›ใŒใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไป–ใฎๅคงไบบใŒๅผ•ใๅ–ใฃใฆ่‚ฒใฆใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ้ซ˜ใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใซ็”Ÿใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆœจใƒŽๅฎŸใ‚’ๅผ•ใใกใŽใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅจ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉใจใ€ๅฐ‘ๅนดใจใใฎๅฆนใซๅนณ็ญ‰ใซๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†......ใ€ ใ€Œๅๅ‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚ๆŠ˜่ง’ใฎๅจ˜ใฎๅ‘ฝใฎๆฉไบบใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Œๆฉไบบใชใ‚“ใฆ......ไฟบใฏใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ€ๅฆนใฏใƒชใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใ€ใงใ™ใ€ ๅ…„ใŒๅใ‚’ๅไน—ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฆนใฏใƒ”ใƒงใ‚ณใƒณใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏๅ„ชใ—ใๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใจใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎ้ ญใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ€‚็„ก็†ใ—ใฆไธๅฏงใซ่ฉฑใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€็จฎๆ—ใ‚‚้•ใ†ใฎใซๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚‚ใใ†ใ—ใŸใ€‚็จฎๆ—ใŒ้•ใ†ใฎใซใ€ไฟบใฎๅจ˜ใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใŠไบ’ใ„ๆง˜ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏๅคงใใชๆ‰‹ใงใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใใ—ใ‚ƒใใ—ใ‚ƒใจๆ’ซใงๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ๆ…ฎใ›ใšใซ้ฃŸในใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏไบบ้–“ใ‚’่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซไฝใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹็ฃไบบใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ญšใ‚‚ๆžœ็‰ฉใ‚‚ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ๆŽกใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใƒ‹ใ‚ซใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ้ญšใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐ่‡ช่บซใ‚‚ๅคงใใชๅฃใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ50ใ‚ปใƒณใƒไปฅไธŠใฏใ‚ใ‚‹้ญšใ‚’ใƒšใƒญใƒชใจๅนณใ‚‰ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใŒใใ‚“ใชใซๆฅใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใƒชใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใŒๆžœ็‰ฉใ‚’้ฝงใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใชใ€‚ใคใ„ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ‚‚ใ€่ฟ‘ใใง้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่ฑนใฎ็ฃไบบใŒๆ•ใพใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ไปŠๆœใ‹ใ‚‰ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎ่ฑน็ฃไบบใฎๅก’ใ‚’่จชใญใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€่ฟ‘ใใง่ก€ใฎ่ทกใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ตๆง‹ๅผทใ„ๅฅดใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ๅคงไบบๆ•ฐใงๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ไบบ้–“็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚ŠๅŽณใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚“ใฏไบบ้–“็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅ‹ใฃใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใŒๅซใถใจใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ไฟบใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅผทใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใžใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใชใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅคšใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ้ฉš็•ฐใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใชๅคงใใช็ฃไบบใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆฏ’ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่™ซใซๅคง้‡ใซใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ่œ‚ใ‚„่Ÿปใซ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅฅดใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใจใƒชใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใฏ้’ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ†ใคใ‚€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ”ใฏใ‚“ใฎๆ™‚ใซใใ‚“ใช่ฉฑใ—ใชใ„ใงใ‚ˆใ€‚ใปใ‚‰ใ€ไบŒไบบๅ…ฑ้ฃŸๆฌฒใชใใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ™ใพใ‚“ใ€ ๅจ˜ใซๅฑใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅคงใใช็†Š็”ทใฎๆง˜ๅญใซใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏใคใ„็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒใšใฃใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚็‰นใซ็”ทใฏใชใ€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒ็„กใ„ใจใ็จ‹็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใžใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ๅ‰ใใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ๅ’Œใ‚„ใ‹ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใฎไธญใง้ฃŸไบ‹ใฏ้€ฒใฟใ€ใƒชใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใŒใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ็œ ใ‚Šใซๅฐฑใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ซใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใ€ใƒ‘ใƒใƒ‘ใƒใจ็ˆ†ใœใ‚‹็ซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็”ทใจๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏ้™ใ‹ใซ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅฎŸใฏใ€ๅ›ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅฏๅบŠใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉใŸใกใฎ่ฉฑใ—ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใชใใชใฃใŸๆ‰€ใ‚’่ฆ‹่จˆใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ้™ใ‹ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ้ก˜ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅ›ใŸใกใซใฏใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉใจๅ…ฑใซใ‚‚ใฃใจ่’้‡Žใฎไธญๅคฎ้ƒจใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใ‚„ๅฑ้™บใช็ฃไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๅœฐๅŸŸใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ€ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใชใ‚“ใ‹ใฎ็„กๅฎณใช้€ฃไธญใฎๆ‰€ใธใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใธ่กŒใใ€ ๅณ็ญ”ใ—ใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใซใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใซ้•ทใไฝใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ฃไบบใŒๆธ›ใ‚‰ใชใ„็•ฐๅธธใ•ใซใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ไบบ้–“ใฏ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๅฅด้šทใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚็น‹ใŒใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฃไบบใ‚’ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ฃไบบใŒๅคš้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑบใ—ใฆใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎใ„ใ‚‹่พบใ‚Šใ‚’้š ใ‚Œใฆ่ฆ‹ใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช็›ฎใง่ชžใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒๆญขใพใ‚Šใ€ใฒใจๅ‘ผๅธใฎ้–“ใ€‚ ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใŒไฝœใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็•‘ใฎ่ฟ‘ใใซใ€็ฃไบบใฎๆญปไฝ“ใŒ้‡ใญใฆๆ‰“ใกๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅคง้‡ใซใ€ใใ‚Œใ“ใๅฐใ•ใชๅฑฑใŒใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๅข“ๅ ดใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ็›ฎใฎๅฅฅใซใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎ็‚ŽใŒ็ฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ 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ใ€ŒๅซŒใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใŒใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅข—ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใŸใกใฏใ„ใคใ‹ใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒ‹......ใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้›ขใ™ใจใ€ๆชปใซใ„ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใจๅŒใ˜ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใจ็›ฎใŒๅˆใฃใŸใ€‚ ่™šใ‚ใซ่ฆ‹้–‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็žณใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ไฝ•ใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ„ใ ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใพใ ใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ€ใจๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใปใฉใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ่ƒธใŒ็—›ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ€ใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจ......ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบใŸใกใŒๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅข—ใ‚„ใ•ใชใ„ใ“ใจใฏใงใใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใใ‚“ใชไผš่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่จˆ็”ปใ‚’้ ญใฎไธญใง็ทดใ‚Š็›ดใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆ•ด็†ใ—็›ดใ—ใŸ่จˆ็”ปใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ๆฐ—ใฅใ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ไบŒไบบใฎ็ฃไบบใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ใฒใฃใใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ 15ๅˆ†ใปใฉๆญฉใใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็•ชๅ…ตใซ่žใ„ใŸ้“ๅ…ทๅฑ‹ใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’่ฒทใ„ๅ–ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ๅบ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใชใ‚Šไธ€็›ด็ทšใซใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใซๅบงใ‚‹ๅบ—ไธปใ‚‰ใ—ใ่ฆช็ˆบใฎๆ‰€ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’็ฝฎใใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌ้ข้ฃŸใ‚‰ใฃใŸๅบ—ไธปใ ใŒใ€ใใ“ใฏๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎ้‡‘ใซๅ›ฐใฃใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅŠไธปใ‹ใจ้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใชใ‚“ใ ? ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็…งๆ˜Žใ ใ€‚ใปใ‚‰ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎไธ€้ƒจใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ–ใ™ใจใ€ใปใฎใ‹ใซๅ…‰ใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ้ฉšใ„ใŸ! ็ฏใ‚Šใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใชใ‚“ใฆๆ—ฉใ€…ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใž! ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใฉใ“ใงใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฐใƒ€ใ‚ฐใƒ€ๆŠœใ‹ใ•ใš่ฒทใ„ๅ–ใ‚Œใ€‚ไป–ใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใใž?ใ€ ๅบ—ไธปใฏๅบ—ใฎๅฅฅใ‹ใ‚‰่ข‹ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใซ้‡‘่ฒจใ‚’็ฉใฟไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‡‘่ฒจ10ๆžšใงใฉใ†ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€่ก—ใฎๅฎฟใซใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ๆณŠใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใŸๅบ—ไธปใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใธใใ‚’ๆ›ฒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆไป–ใซๆŒใก่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ไป–ๅ›ฝใจใฎไบคๆตใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็„กใ„ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใงใฏใ€ใŸใจใˆไธญๅคใงใ‚‚้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฏ้ซ˜็ดšๅ“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้Š€่ฒจ5ๆžšใงไธ€ๆณŠ็ด ๆณŠใพใ‚ŠใŒใ“ใฎๅค‰ใฎ็›ธๅ ดใ ใ€‚ๅŸŽใซ่ฟ‘ใ„้ซ˜็ดšๅฎฟใฏ้Š€่ฒจ20ๆžšใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ้ซ˜ใ„ๆ–นใงใ€ ใ€Œๅ˜็ด”ใซ50ๆณŠใงใใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใฎไธŠใฎ้‡‘่ฒจใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใจใ€ๆ‡ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใซๅŽ็ดใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ๅฎฟใฃใฆใฎใฏใฉใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹?ใ€
What Reni and Helen snugly put on their heads were the hoods, attached to the mantles, which were used many times by Origa and Kasha to avoid the eyes of guards. Given that he had thrown those into the darkness storage, he passed those to the troublesome two, who would also make a racket in the surroundings, and had them wear those. "Well then, next." Currently, for the sake of entering the gate into Swordland, where Hifumi's group has arrived at, they have slipped among the people lining up to enter there. On top of being an independent nation, which faced the wastelands, the chattering was cut off within the protective walls. Hifumi wondered whether it was a city with little traffic, but there are places for hunting and farming other than the city. Apparently the number of common people coming and going isn't usually this small. Be that as it may, if you compare it to Fokalore, which has had a tremendous increase in population, it's insignificant. With it mostly being people entering and leaving everyday, the probability of them being acquaintances of the guards doing the inspections seems to be extremely high. There's only few people showing something like identification papers. "Next... you? You may pass." "Yes. Thanks as always." Due to them saying such, the queue is rapidly shrinking. "Next is... a face I haven't seen yet. Also, your two companions, remove your headgear and show your faces." As he was told by the soldier, Hifumi quickly pulled down the hoods of the hesitating Reni and Helen. "This..., beastmen!?" "Don't get flustered. My slaves are no danger. There's likely something else you have to do rather than being surprised." (Hifumi) "Ah, u-understood." Being told that high-handedly, the solder reflexively confirms the name in a businesslike manner and records it down. Thereupon, apparently realizing what he has been doing, the soldier's face became bright red and he continued to question Hifumi. "As there doesn't seem to be a record of you leaving this city, where did you come from? What's your objective?" "It's because I'm from Orsongrande, on the other side of the wastelands. My objective is to merely go on a pleasure trip." (Hifumi) "You say, you came out of the wastelands? Didn't you get caught by beastmen over there!? You are amazingly talented or had great luck." Due to the soldier looking at them with a scrutinizing look, Reni cast down her eyes and Helen clenched her fists, but they endured it without leaking a single word. Seeing their state, Hifumi decided to have a slight better opinion of those two. "They are my assets. Don't stare at them too much. So, is it already fine to pass as well?" (Hifumi) "Ah, sorry. Carry this permit. The admission tax is 5 silver coins, but... do you have those?" On the desk the soldier, who was facing him with a doubtful look, has been placing his elbow, Hifumi casually piled up around 10 gold cons. The design of the gold coins is different from the one in Swordland, but their size is one size larger. Even the portrait, which had been thoroughly engraved into it, is detailed and beautiful. Hifumi sighed with a "Good grief", as the soldier had his breath taken away and was unable to take his eyes off the gold coins. "It's the money of the country over there, but money is money. Because I don't need any attraction, hurry up and let us through." (Hifumi) The bearman Salgu returned to their nesting place within the woods being accompanied by the tigerboy's group. It was the first time the boy's group learned of it, but bear beastmen don't form packs. Apparently they are basically living by themselves or, at most, with their families. Although there is mingling with their fellow members of the same race, they are told that it almost never happens for them to live together. "Accordingly, the bear beastmen cherish their family ties. If a child loses its parents prematurely due to something happening, the other adults will look after it and raise it as well." (Salgu) Tearing off a fruit, that was growing at a high place, Salgu equally split it with Olra, who is his daughter, and the boy and his younger sister. "T-Thank you..." "Let's hear your name. You are the lifesaver of my precious daughter after all." (Salgu) "Something like benefactor... I'm Malfas Once her elder brother gave her name, the younger sister quickly, in a bouncing way, bowed her head. Salgu smiled gently and placed his paw on the head of Malfas. "Malfas, there's no necessity to force yourself to talk politely." (Salgu) "But, you saved us, although we are even from a different race..." (Malfas) "Let me see. Malfas did the same as well. In order to save my daughter, albeit her being of a different race, you put your life at risk and raised your voice." (Salgu) "We are of equal status in this regard", Salgu's large paw stroke Malfas' head roughing his hair up. "Please eat without restraint. Since there are recently few beastman living in this area due to being cautious of humans, lots of fish and fruits can be gathered." (Salgu) Presenting a fish while smiling broadly, Salgu himself made short work of the fish, who is more than 50 centimetres long, with his large jaw. "Are there this many humans coming?" (Riedel) When Riedel asked while chewing on the fruit, Salgu shook his head. "I'm sorry to say. Even just yesterday, it looks like they caught a leopard beastman, who lived nearby." (Salgu) Since he didn't see his figure since morning, he visited the nesting place of a leopard beastman acquaintance and discovered traces of blood close-by, he says. "He was quite the strong fellow, but against human opponents, who surround one with large numbers holding weapons, it's a harsh situation after all..." (Salgu) "However, didn't you win against human opponents, Salgu-san!?" (Malfas) As Malfas shouts, Salgu laughs. "That's right. I believe myself to be quite strong. But you know, likewise it's a miracle because the large number of people. No matter how big a beastman might be, they will be defeated, if they get swarmed by large quantities of poisonous insects." (Salgu) "You will likely understand once you saw a guy, who was attacked by bees and ants", being told that, Malfas and Riedel cast their eyes down with pale faces. "Papa, don't talk about such things during lunch. Look, haven't the two of them lost their appetite because of this?" (Olra) "Ah, sorry for that." (Salgu) Due to the appearance of the huge bearman being scolded by his daughter, Malfas just ended up laughing. "E-Excuse me." (Malfas) "No, it's always better to laugh like that. Especially a man has to show laughter at a time, he has no leeway." (Salgu) "What kind of self-important thing are you saying?" (Olra) Proceeding with the meal in this gentle mood, Riedel was taken by Olra and fell asleep. Lighting a fire, the man and the boy quietly talked with each other while watching the fire burst open with crackling sounds. "As a matter of fact, there's something I want to request of you." (Salgu) Choosing a place, where their talking voice couldn't be heard by Olra's group, whose bed was slightly further away, Salgu quietly said, "Request?" (Malfas) "Yes, I want you guys to go even further into the centre of the wastelands together with Olra. Leaving the area, where there are humans and dangerous beastmen, to a place of harmless folks like rabbit beastmen or something like that." (Salgu) "What will you do, Salgu-san?" (Malfas) "I will go to the human country." (Salgu) Malfas gasped due to Salgu's immediate reply. "I know since I've been living in this area for a long time. The abnormality, which doesn't abate, of beastmen being taken along. It seems those humans turn the beastmen into slaves. Since I saw beastmen, who were tied together, many times, there's likely no doubt about that." (Salgu) "However, aren't too many beastmen being kidnapped?" is the question that pestered Salgu since some time. "Resolving myself, I went and hid myself to see the area, where the humans are." (Salgu) For the interval of a person's breath, the words of Salgu, who talks with seriousness in his eyes, cease. Malfas gulped. "Close to the fields made by the humans, the corpses of beastmen were thrown away in a pile. It was a large quantity, to the extent of forming a small mountain. That's not a graveyard or anything like that. They have been literally thrown away." (Salgu) Within Salgu's eyes flames of rage are burning. "Each and every of the corpses were new. There were also corpses of rabbits, sheep, tigers and bears. ... Many of them had their fur torn off as well." (Salgu) "Such a..." (Malfas) "Although one might say it's other beastmen, I wouldn't be able to endure it, if I saw them suffering such a fate. Before long I have been considering to free as many beastmen as possible by going to the human country. Therefore..." (Salgu) "That's too rash! If you went to such a place filled with great numbers of humans, you will be killed!" (Malfas) "Calm down, you will wake up the girls." (Salgu) Malfas restrained his voice quickly, but even so continues to stop Salgu with a small voice, but Salgu ends up warding it off by laughter. "I thought she is a child, but you saw that my daughter also has already reached the point of being at least able to harvest things to eat by herself. Though she experienced something dangerous by chance today, she likely won't encounter dangerous looks to that extent, if it's in the central part of the wastelands." (Salgu) "My daughter, despite looking like that, her strength is fairly powerful", Salgu laughed. "Malfas. You are a kind tigerman, therefore, won't you go together with her, if it's fine with you? It looks like she gets along with your younger sister-san as well. ... Even other beastmen, if she reaches the point of being able to talk together with them without minding their races, it will be fine." (Salgu) "By some chance, if it's the beastmen I freed myself, she might get along with them", Salgu muttered. "It's an unbelievable story similar to a dream, but if you like, I want you cooperate with me", Salgu bowed. "I will go with you as well." (Malfas) "That's not allowed. There are still some things you should do since you are young, Malfas. Finding a girl and making children. Become a father and protect your children... you can't become like me." (Salgu) That was the first time Malfas saw the tears of an adult. is what he was dumbfounded about for a short while, but Malfas decided to accept Salgu's request. "... Understood. But I have two requests." (Malfas) "Got it. Let's hear them." (Salgu) The open fire made a small sound. The ashes, fluttering in the air, drop under the feet of Malfas. "Please explain your reason to Olra, Salgu-san. Without lies and deceptions, just the truth of the matter." (Malfas) "That is..." (Salgu) "My parents were killed by a human without me noticing. Before I realized anything, we had lost our parents. Probably, even if we had been at that place, our parents would have been killed. Besides, there were a lot of adults there as well, but none of them survived." (Malfas) He looks directly at Salgu. "Your parents dying, before you realized it, is painful. Please, at least, have her brace for it. And, in order to transform her worries into pointless anxiety, please come back without fail. Until then we will go to a place, which is slightly away, but we will wait there for you." (Malfas) Looking into each other's eyes, they sense each other's intention. Salgu laughed with a "Pfft" and tossed a twig into the open fire. "I give up. it appears that you have been an adult all along, Malfas. Understood. I will tell my daughter tomorrow. And I will promise her to survive and come back without fail." (Salgu) "Therefore", Salgu bowed once more. "I leave my daughter to you." (Salgu) What Reni and Helen saw after passing through the gate was the main road of the city with many people going back and forth. The road, which continues from the entrance of the city straight to the castle, has various kinds of shops lined up left and right of the broad path. "Uwaa..." "... Uwaa." Both of them raised their voices similarly, but Reni was deeply moved by the state of the city with its imposing buildings and goods. For Helen it was words just leaving her mouth remembering he sense of discomfort due to there being a large number of humans. "Don't stand still. Hurry up and move." The two chase after Hifumi, who began to walk, in a panic. They lined up at both his sides. "Where do we go?" "We don't have any money of this country. We will make money by selling my own property." (Hifumi) "Money, is it? Humans exchange items for money, right?" "What a strange story, right? To exchange something you can't eat with items that aren't even clothes. Isn't that a loss?" Hifumi, abandoning the beastgirls, who begin to chat severally, walks quickly. Given that Hifumi's appearance was still, as ever, a dark blue dougi and a black hakama, the city's people look at him with strange eyes, but even above that, their looks gather on the beastmen, he leads. Beastmen slaves aren't unusual, but walking without them having chains pinning them down as burden and moreover, because of their good complexion, the people are apparently considering him to raise them by expending money. "... There are plenty of beastmen." "All of them are bound by chains. There are many with injuries as well, but..." Helen had gradually lost her will to look at the vicinity. Being yelled at by a middle-aged man, a dogboy is beaten. A bearman, who is paraded about as guard tool of a noble. Stuffed into a cage, a rabbitwoman, with a price tag attached, was exposed as if it's some exhibition. While watching those, a feeling of being unable to bear it formed in Helen. If she makes a single mistake, she will end up like that as well. "Reni, let's go home after all." (Helen) "That's no good." (Reni) Reni said while properly looking at her surroundings. "Helen. I believe humans are amazing after all. Beastmen might be certainly above humans in such things as strength or running speed, but... they are building this many houses and are taking, creating, eating so many various things." (Reni) Reni looked at Helen. To Helen, her face, which appeared to be that of someone else somehow, was shaking with tension and astonishment. "Disgusting things can be seen as well, but if you observe it properly, there will be things we can do. If the humans increased rapidly, we would have no place to run someday." (Reni) "Reni..." (Helen) As Helen talks with a look similar to running away from Reni, her eyes met the rabbit beastman, who's the same as her, in the cage. In the hollow, widely-opened eyes there isn't any trace of any kind of emotions. She thinks it might have still been better if she had raised her voice with a "Help!", Helen felt sick at heart. "Something, something we can do... and then we can save them, I hope." "I don't understand." Reni says. "But, you want to believe that the things possible to do won't increase, right?" While listening to such conversation, Hifumi revised his own plan within his head. Reviewing the adjusted, fixed plan, he turned his look at the two beastmen so that they wouldn't notice and laughed quietly. After walking for around 15 minutes, Hifumi entered the second-hand shop, he heard about from the guard. "Please buy this." As soon as he enters the shop, he heads for the place of shopkeeper-like old man, sitting at the counter, in a straight line and places down a magic tool, he took out. The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, however with that being something he got used to, he holds the tool wondering whether it's the boy of a noble, who was troubled by money, from somewhere. "What's this? It looks like a magic tool, but..." "It's lighting. Look." (Hifumi) Once Hifumi held out his hand over a part of the magic tool, it began to give off a faint light. "T-That's surprising! I won't get my hands on something like a light magic tool quickly! Hey, where did you get such thing?" "Omit the yapping and buy it. Will you take others?" (Hifumi) The shopkeeper, bringing a bag from the shop's back, piled up gold coins on the counter. "How about 10 gold coins?" "How long will I be able to stay in an inn of the city with this?" (Hifumi) , but it will likewise be troublesome, if he gets and angry and takes it to someone else. In Swordland, that has almost no exchange with foreign countries, magic tools are high-class items, even if they are second-hand. "The market price around here is 5 silver coins for staying overnight without meals. For a high-class inn, close to the castle, it will take 20 silver coins."magic "Expensive." (Hifumi) "You will be able to stay 50 nights in a simple inn." "I guess that's fine." (Hifumi) Hifumi seizes the gold coins on top of the counter and, pretending to stuff it into his wallet, he stores them away in his darkness storage. "So, where are those expensive lodgings?" (Hifumi)
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141.Wild World ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฏๅ€‰ๅบซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€้‹ใ‚ˆใ้ตใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ€‰ๅบซๅค–ใธๅ‡บใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใŸใจใใซใฏๅ››้šŽๅปบใฆใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ๆœจ็ฎฑใŒ็ฉใฟ้‡ใญใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็‹ญ่‹ฆใ—ใ„ๅ€‰ๅบซใฎๅค–ใฏใ€ๅŸŽใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅคฉไบ•ใŒ้ซ˜ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ๅฎคๅ†…ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ไป„ใ‹ใช็ฏใ‚Šใงใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ˜ใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆๅ–ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅค–ใฎๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธŠใซใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใƒ•ใƒญใ‚ขใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใญใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅ‘Ÿใใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏ......ใ†ใ‚ใ......ใ€ ๅ€‰ๅบซใฎๆ…Ž้‡ใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅทจๅคงใชๆชปใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่…ฐใปใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคชใ•ใฎ้‰„ๆ ผๅญใŒไธฆใณใ€ๅ…‰ใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใใฎๅฅฅใซใฏใ€ๅฃใซ่ƒŒใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใฆ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใŒใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆชปใŒไบŒใคใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็‰‡ๆ–นใŒ็ฉบใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆœใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ€’ใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆŽจๆธฌใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ“ใ“ใงๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใ€‚ ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‚’ไปŠใฎใ†ใกใซๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐใ€ไปŠๅพŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ้ฆ–้ƒฝใธ้€ฒใ‚€ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆฅฝใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅฏพๅฟœๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ไธ‰ไบบใงๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆๅฟ…ใšๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใจใฏ้™ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ”ธใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใฏ่จชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ซไบ‹ใ ใ! ใฟใ‚“ใช่ตทใใ‚!ใ€ ้šฃใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€้ ใใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ…ŒใฆใŸๆง˜ๅญใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใฎใ‹ใ€็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅทจไบบๅ…ตใŒใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใใจๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“้š ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใงใ€ๅ€‰ๅบซๅ‰ใพใงๆˆปใฃใฆๆš—ใŒใ‚Šใซ้š ใ‚Œใ€ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไป–ใฏไธ‰็ญใจใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ€…ใซ็ซใ‚’ใคใ‘ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅคงๅ‹ขใฎไบบ้–“ใŒ่กŒใๆฅใ™ใ‚‹้Ÿณใ‚„ๆ€’ๅทใ€ๆœจใŒ็„ผใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒใƒ‘ใƒใจใ„ใ†้ŸณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๆชปใฎๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็›ฎใŒ่ฆšใ‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใŒๅคฉไบ•ใซๅฑŠใ‹ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ้•ท่บซใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ€ไธๆฉŸๅซŒใใ†ใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใธใ€ไธŠ้šŽใซใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใจๆ€ใ—ใไบบ็‰ฉใŒไบŒไบบใ€ๆฏใ›ใๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใ‚’ๅ‡บใใ†!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€็งใŸใกใ ใ‘ใ ใจๅˆถๅพกใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅปถ็„ผใ—ใฆ็„ผใ‘ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€่ฒฌไปปใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ ใ‚! ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆ•ต่ฅฒใ ใ‚ใ†! ้ตใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ๅŠใณ่…ฐใฎๅŒๅƒšใ‚’ไธ€ๆ‹ฌใ—ใŸ็”ทใŒใ€้ตใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใ‚’้‰„ๆ ผๅญใฎไธ€้ƒจใซๅฝ“ใฆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€Œๅคงไบบใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ใจๅซใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅทจไบบใฏใฎใฃใใ‚Šใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใฎใพใพใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŸใกใ‚’ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฎๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ†ใคใ‚ใช็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใพใšใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚่กŒใ“ใ†!ใ€ ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅพ…ใŸใšใ€ๅผพใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆง˜ใชๅ‹ขใ„ใง้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆ–นใฎ็”ทใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ไฝ“ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ•ใชใŒใ‚‰ใซ่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใŽใฃ?ใ€ ๅ–‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆผใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใธ้€ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ†ไปฒ้–“ใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใซ้ทฒๆŽดใฟใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใŒใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ ผๅญใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸ้€”็ซฏใซๆ•ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ€้›ขใ›ใ€ใ“ใฎ......ใ€ ็—›ใฟใจๆๆ€–ใงๆฑ—ใ‚’ใณใฃใ—ใ‚‡ใ‚Šใจใ‹ใ„ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใพใพใ€ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฏใฎใฃใใ‚Šใจๆชปใ‹ใ‚‰่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆๆˆฆ้—˜ๆบ–ๅ‚™! ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆ!ใ€ ไปฒ้–“ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใฎใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฎๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใŸใ‚ใซๆฎŠๆ›ดๅคงๅฃฐใ‚’ใ ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใฎใฃใใ‚Šใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ๅ…‰ใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’ๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ†ทใ‚„ๆฑ—ใŒใ€้ ฌใ‚’ไผใ†ใ€‚ ๆœชใ ้ฆฌไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฉใ่ฝใจใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฎๆ€–ใ•ใŒ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ๅณๆ‰‹ใ ใ‘ใฏๅผทใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใง้œ‡ใˆใ‚’ๆŠผใˆใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒ‘็™บใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใใฎใพใพใซใ€็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ—ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซ่…นใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’ใ€ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใŒใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใถในใฃใ€ ๅฃใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ซใ‚จใƒซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพๆฟๅฃใ‚’ใถใก็ ดใฃใฆๅค–ใธใจ่ปขใŒใ‚Šๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ๆจชใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆ่บฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’้›ขใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ็จใฟๅˆใ„ใฎๆœ€ไธญใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่€ณใซไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ถฒใ‚’ไฝฟใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅคงใใช็ถฒใŒๅทจไบบๅ…ตใซ่ฆ†ใ„ใ‹ใถใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใŒใใปใฉใซ็ตกใพใ‚‹็ถฒใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰่‹›็ซ‹ใคใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ”ธใ‚Šๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ็ถฒใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒ้˜ฒๅพก้™ฃๅœฐใซๆง้ฟใ‘ใจใ—ใฆๅผตใฃใŸ็ถฒใ‚’ใ€ไธ€้ƒจ่ญฒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚็›ฎใŒ็ดฐใ‹ใใ€็ธใซ้‡ใ‚Šใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆๆผใซไฝฟใ†็ถฒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ—ใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ€’ใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ็‹™ใ†ใฎใฏใ€็ถฒใฎไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฎ่ถณใ€‚ๅ…ท่ถณใ‚‚ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใชใ„่ฃธ่ถณใฎๆŒ‡ใฏ่–„ๆฑšใ‚Œใ€ๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„็ˆชใฏ็ฃใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไผธใณใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธกๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠใจๆกใฃใŸ่„‡ๅทฎใงใ€ๅฐๆŒ‡ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๆ นๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ”ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฆชๆŒ‡ใ ใ‘ใฏใ€้ชจใซๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆŒ‡ใŒๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใฐใฃใŸใจใŸใ‚“ใซใ€ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฏๅฐป้ค…ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ถฒใซ็ตกใพใ‚Šใ€่บซใ‚‚ใ ใˆใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚็š„็ขบใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ไธธๅคชใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่…•ใ‚’ๆŽปใ„ๆฝœใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰่ท้›ขใ‚’ใจใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆญฏๅ™›ใฟใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅบงใฃใŸใพใพใ‚‚ใžใ‚‚ใžใจๅ‹•ใๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ถฒใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใŸไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใฏใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๅทจไบบๅ…ตใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ€ฏใ‚€ๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๅทจไบบใ‚’่ปขใฐใ›ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‹้ ญใ‚’็‹™ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ„ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ ใŒใ€ๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ‚‚ๅทจไบบใฎ้ ญใพใงใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่บซ้•ทใฎไบŒๅ€ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅทจไบบใฎๆ€ชๅŠ›ใงใ€็ถฒใ‚‚ๆฌก็ฌฌใซใƒœใƒญใƒœใƒญใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏไฝ•ใ‹็„กใ„ใ‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ฉบใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงใƒชใƒฅใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎไธญใ‚„ๆ‡ใ‚’ๆŽขใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใงใ€ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใจใ‚“ใฉไฝฟใฃใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŸใ—ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’็ดใ‚ใฆๅณๆ‰‹ใงๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ€่…•ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซไผธใฐใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆๆŠ•ๆ“ฒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคงใใๅค–ใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใŒๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใฎๅฃใซใ‚ซใƒ„ใƒณใ€ใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ†ใชใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ไบŒๆŠ•็›ฎใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฎ้ก”ใซๅˆบใ•ใ‚Šใ€ไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใๅ‰ใ‹ใŒใฟใซใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅ›ž!ใ€ ไปŠๅบฆใฏๅคงใใๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใฃใฆๅŠ›ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใฏ้ขจใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ็–พใ‚Šใ€็ถฒ่ถŠใ—ใซๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฎๅทฆ็›ฎใซๅŸ‹ใพใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใง็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ช็„ถ่ฆ–็•ŒใฎๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ๆŠผใˆใฆๆททไนฑใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ‚‚ใŒใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ทๅฎ˜!ใ€ ใ€Œ่…•ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆ!ใ€ ๅ†ใณ่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒไปฒ้–“ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ็ด ๆ—ฉใๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใŸไบŒไบบใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใฏใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆๅทจไบบๅ…ตใŒ้ก”้ขใ‚’ๆŠผใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธกๆ‰‹ใฎๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ็—›ใฟใฏๆ„Ÿใ˜ใšใจใ‚‚้ฌฑ้™ถใ—ใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸๅทจไบบๅ…ตใŒ่…•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒๆŒฏใ‚Šใปใฉใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใจๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Š!ใ€ ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใงใคใถใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็›ฎใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’ๆทฑใ€…ใจๅฉใ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ่„‡ๅทฎใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใงๆŠผใ—่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใŒ่„ณใพใงๅฑŠใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅณ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใพใพใ€ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฏๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ทๅฎ˜ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใญ!ใ€ ่ค’ใ‚ใใ‚„ใ™ไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€ๆฑ—ใ‚’ใฌใใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใ€ไธŠ้šŽใซ่ณ‡ๆ–™ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‹ใจ้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฃใฎ็ฉดใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใงใซ็ซใŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฐใฃใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€่ณ‡ๆ–™ใฏใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ‚ใฆ่„ฑๅ‡บใ—ใ‚ˆใ†! ไธŠใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚‰็ซใŒๅ›žใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚Šใ€ไบ†่งฃใงใ™!ใ€ ๆœชใ ๅค–ใงใฏ็‡ƒใˆ็››ใ‚‹ๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๅณๅพ€ๅทฆๅพ€ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆททไนฑใซไน—ใ˜ใฆ่„ฑๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‚’ไธ€็žฅใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใใ€ๅŠ็ฌฌ็‚นใ‹ใชใ€ ไธŠ้šŽใธ็ถšใ้šŽๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆˆฆใ„ใถใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใ„ใฃใจๅฃใฎ็ซฏใ‚’้‡ฃใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่บซไฝ“่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฏใ•ใฆใŠใใ€ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆ•ตใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚’่จญๅฎšใ—ใ€ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒฌใ‚ฎใƒฅใƒฉใƒผใซใ‚‚ๅฏพๅฟœใงใใŸใ€‚ไปŠใพใงใฎใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎๆˆฆใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€่บซไฝ“่ƒฝๅŠ›ใงๅ‹ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒ็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ โ€œๆฆใ‚ๆ‰‹โ€ใ‚’ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ้ธๆŠžใ—ใ€ๅŠนๆžœ็š„ใซๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใพใŸใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใงใใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆ‹พใ„ไธŠใ’ใฆๅฎŸ่กŒใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚่ฉ•ไพกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ๆฌกใฎ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‹ใญใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ƒŒๅพŒใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบŒ้šŽใƒ•ใƒญใ‚ขใซใฏใ€ไบ”ไบบใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฎๆญปไฝ“ใŒ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ™ในใฆไธ€ๅˆ€ใงๆ–ฌใ‚Šไผใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅ…จๅ“กไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆททไนฑใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฎใพใพใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ไธ€ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆๆžœ็ขบ่ชใฎใŸใ‚ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใ‚นใŒใŸใพใ‚‹ใช......ใ€ ๅˆ€ใฎ้”ใ‚’ใ“ใคใ“ใคใจๆŒ‡ใงๅฉใใชใŒใ‚‰ไธๆบ€ใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆ’ค้€€ใ—ใŸๅพŒใฎไธ‹ใƒ•ใƒญใ‚ขใซๆ•ฐๅใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒ้›ชๅดฉใ‚Œ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใŒใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใจใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‚ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ€‚ใจใซใ‹ใใ“ใ“ใฏๆ”พๆฃ„ใ ! ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„!ใ€ ๅฃใ€…ใซ็Šถๆณใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพ่‚ฉใฎไธŠใซ่†ใ‚’่ผ‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใคใถใ™ใ€‚ใคใ„ใงใซ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใซใใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ้ฆ–ใŒๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใ€้Ž–้ชจใ”ใจไธŠๅŠ่บซใ‚’ๆฝฐใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆๅบŠใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏๅณๆญปใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใ ใ€่ชฐใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚~......ใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ไธๅฏฉ่€…ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใชใ€ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ‡ๆ‰‹ใฎใพใพ้‰„ๆ ผๅญใซ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’้ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ!ใ€ ไธŠๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ€ๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰่นดใ‚Šใ‚’ใใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‰ฃใฏๆ ผๅญใซๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ็ด ๆ‰‹ใฎใพใพ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใฆๆˆฆใ‚ใชใ„ใจใชใ€ ใƒ‰ใƒณใ€ใจใƒ–ใƒฌใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ขใƒผใƒžใƒผใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ถณๅ…จไฝ“ใง่ธใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ่ก€ใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅˆฅใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ปฝใๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ็ช็„ถๆ‰‹ใฎๅ†…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใซๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎๅ–‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‰ฃใŒๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒๆททใ˜ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ็ซ็ƒใŒ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ†ทใŸใ„็žณใงๆฅญ็ซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ‰‹่ข‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅทฆๆ‰‹ใง็ซ็ƒใ‚’ๅฉใ่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใฃใ€ ้ฉšๆ„•ใ™ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใใจใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉ็ซ็ƒใ‚’ๅฉใ่ฝใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใจๅŒๆง˜ใซใ€ๅนณๆ‰‹ใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๆฎดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใƒใฃ!ใ€ ่กๆ’ƒใงๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎ้ ญใฎ็œŸๆจชใซใŸใกใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ˜ใซใพใฃใ™ใ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹็ซใฎ็Ž‰ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€็™พ็™บ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๅ…จ้ƒจๅฏพๅฟœใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅทฆๆ‰‹ใง้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็Ÿณใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใจไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใ—ใฆๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใพใงๅ‡บใ—ใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆใ€‚็„ก่จ€ใงใ„ใใชใ‚Š็ซ็‚Ž็“ถใงใ‚‚ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ–นใŒใ‚‚ใฃใจๅฏพๅฟœใ—้›ฃใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ไฟบใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง้‡‘็ธ›ใ‚Šใซใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡ไธ€ๆœฌๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใšใซ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆทฑใ€…ใจใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่‹›็ซ‹ใŸใ—ใ’ใซๅๆ‰‹ใ‚’้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎ็›ฎใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ€็—™ๆ”ฃใ—ใฆๆญปใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’็„กใใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅพŒใšใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ซใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็‡ƒใˆ็งปใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ƒใ‚ใฃใŸ็ฏใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็‡ƒใˆ็››ใ‚‹ๅฃใ‚’ใ˜ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ใจ็™ปใฃใฆใ„ใ็‚ŽใŒๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใŸใกใ‚’ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใซๆดพ้ฃใ—ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹? ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใŒใ‚‚ใฃใจใƒžใ‚ทใชๆˆฆใ„ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’้š ใใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใฟใŸใ„ใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ™ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›่…นใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ไฟบใŒใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ—ใฆใ€ๆฎบใ•ใšใซ่‚ฒใฆใ‚‹้ธๆŠžใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚“ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆๅบƒใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใžใ€‚ๅผทใ„ๅฅดใŒๅข—ใˆใŸใ‚‰ๅฑๆฉŸๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆ้›ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใฃใฆๅฅดใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆœŸๅพ…ใ—ใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ๅทฅๅคซใ—ใฆใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„ใ‚‰ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใฆใ€ๅ‘ฝใŒใ‘ใฎไบ‰ใ„ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆœŸๅพ…ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€ ๆฌก็ฌฌใซ่ชžๆฐ—ใŒๅผทใพใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใฏ้œ‡ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹? ใพใ ๆˆฆใ†ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒใงใใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‹? ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ‚“ใงๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ใชใœ้€ƒใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„?ใ€ ่…ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€‚ ็‚Žใฎๆบใ‚‰ใ‚ใใŒใ€ๅˆ€่บซใ‚’ๆ€ชใ—ใ่ผใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ–ใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใฎใซๆตใพใ‚ŒใŸไธ–็•Œใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใพใ ใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใฎใ‹? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€็›ฎใฎ้–“ใง่ชฐใ‹ใŒๆญปใชใชใ„ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใ€็†ฑใ„ๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใงๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใŒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’็ ”็ฉถใ—ใŸ็ตๆžœใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ใฎใซใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ้ ญใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ไฝฟใ„ใ€ๅฟ…่ฆใชๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚’ๅญฆใณใ€ๅ€’ใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใฏไฟบใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๆ‰‹ใ“ใšใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‹?ใ€ ๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใฏใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใธใจๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚’้ ผใ‚Šใซๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹? ๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎๆฑบ็€ใŒใใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใงใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ้ผปใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฏใ‚’ๅธใ„่พผใฟใ€ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅใใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ธในใ€‚้›ใˆใŸ่จผๆ˜Žใ‚’ไฟบใจๆˆฆใฃใฆ็คบใ™ใ‹ใ€้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆไฟบใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆช็Ž‰ใซไผใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใ•ใ‚ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไธ€ๆญฉใ ใ‘่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฏๅ…จๅ“กใŒ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆทฑใ„ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใ‚’็ดใ‚ใ€ๆฏใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใฆๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใง้€ƒใ’ใฆใ‚†ใๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎๅพŒใ‚’ใใฃใจๅฐพ่กŒใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 141: Wild World As the room, which Alyssa entered, was apparently a storage, it was simple to leave outside the storage as it wasn't locked either. At the time when she looked from the outside she thought that the building had four floors, but outside the cramped storage with its piles of wooden boxes the ceiling has become high as if it was the hall of a castle. She was barely able to perceive that with the faint light existing inside the room. "Judging by the impression from outside, it has at least one more floor on top." One of the soldiers mutters and Alyssa nods. "That means... uwah..." Once they move while carefully checking the situation in the vicinity of the storage, they discovered a huge cage. Iron bars with a thickness at the level of Alyssa's waist are forming a grid. Inside, where light mostly doesn't reach, a giant soldier, who is sleeping while leaning his back against the wall, is dimly visible. There are two cages. Alyssa is troubled at this point. If we get rid of the giant soldier here and now, it will probably become quite easy even if we proceed towards the capital city of Horant from here on. However, even though we have done preparations to deal with them, it's not definitely certain that we can win against a giant soldier with 3 people. A change takes place while she is groaning. "It's a fire! Everyone, wake up!" It's from the neighbouring building, I guess? Did he hear that voice? The sleeping giant soldier was stirring restlessly. "Let's hide for the moment!" (Alyssa) Upon Alyssa's decision, they return to in front of the storage, disappear in the darkness and watch the state of affairs. It seems like the other 3 units have set fire quickly. There are angry roars and sounds of a crowd of people coming and going outside the building. Once she looks in the direction of the cage, the giant soldier, who appears to be completely awake now, stretches his tall figure, which gives the impression of being about to reach the ceiling, and surveys his surroundings while looking displeased. At this moment, two people, appearing to be magicians of Horant, rush into the place while panting (were they on the floor above?). "Let's release the reinforced soldier!" "No, controlling him with just us two is..." "If he is burnt to death due to the spread of fire, it will be our responsibility, won't it!? Moreover, this is an enemy attack! I will open the lock!" The man, who rebuked his colleague's indecisive attitude in one go, yells [Stay obedient!] towards the giant soldier while opening a part of the iron bars with a magic tool-like key. While having stood up sluggishly, the giant looks down on Horant's magicians with blank eyes which held no emotions. Seeing that situation, Alyssa turned around to her comrades. "It will be bad if that one's released, right? Let's go." (Alyssa) Alyssa, who jumped out with a force similar to being flicked away without waiting for an answer, headed towards the man who tried to stop her and stabbed him with the wakizashi just as she rammed into him. "Nnggh?" Once Alyssa, who confirmed his death as his voice leaks out from his throat, turns her gaze towards the other man. She saw the figure of the magician struggling while being held in an eagle grip by the giant soldier in front of her perplexed comrades. He was apparently caught just as he opened the cage. "R-Release me, this..." The magician, who was drenched in sweat due to pain and fear, frantically tries to make the giant soldier stop, but the giant soldier sluggishly tries to bend himself forward from the cage while grabbing the magician. "Both of you, take some distance and prepare for combat! Get that ready!" (Alyssa) While issuing instructions to her comrades, Alyssa intentionally used a loud voice to attract the attention of the giant soldier. Verifying that the giant soldier's gaze slowly turned her way, she stands in a conspicuous place where the light shines and prepares the wakizashi in her right hand. Cold sweat traces down her cheeks. Her body was still made to tremble by the scariness of the time when she was knocked down from atop her horse, but the shivering calmed down with only the strong sensation of holding her wakizashi in her right hand. Just as her image of the time when Hifumi provoked his opponents, she displayed a smile while mimicking him. Did he get angry due to that? The giant soldier threw the magician of Horant, he held, towards Alyssa. "Bubehh." Being slapped against the wall, the magician, who leaked a voice similar to a frog, smashed down the wooden wall and left by rolling outside. Alyssa doesn't take her eyes off the giant soldier even while dodging the rolling magician sideways. In the middle of the confrontation Alyssa heard the voices of her comrades. "We will use a net!" In the next instant a large net fell upon the giant soldier. Alyssa dashes while carrying her wakizashi towards the giant soldier who raises groans in irritation as he pulls at the net which got entwined by him struggling. They had Sabnak concede a share of the net which was spread out as spear protection in the defence encampment. It is a net used for fishing with weights attached at its edges and small eyes. "If I remember correctly, at the time when Hifumi-san killed it..." (Alyssa) What Alyssa is aiming for are the feet of the giant soldier who is visible from below the net. The bare toes, which aren't protected by armour, are slightly dirty. Thick nails have grown just like a beast. With the wakizashi, she firmly held in both hands, she completely cut off the toes from their root at the side of the little toe. Only the big toe was saved by the obstruction of the bone, but just as his toes were scattered about while the stumps shed blood, the giant soldier fell on his backside. Taking distance while slipping through the log-like arm which the giant soldier swung precisely even as he was writhing and getting entangled by the net, Alyssa grind her teeth. "This didn't get through." (Alyssa) She glares at the giant soldier who is moving around restlessly while sitting. Her comrades, who cast the net, have drawn their weapons and are slashing at the giant soldier, but the giant soldier doesn't look like he is faltering either. Imitating Hifumi, Alyssa planned to aim for the head or neck after the giant was made to fall down, but even in the state of sitting, the giant's head is twice as high as Alyssa's height. While watching as the net is gradually becoming worn-out due to the giant's superhuman strength, Alyssa wonders whether there isn't anything they can do and searches her pocket and the interior of her rucksack with her free left hand. There she found the shuriken. "It's something I almost never used, but if I remember correctly, it goes with such feeling." (Alyssa) Mimicking Origa, she sheathes the wakizashi, prepares the shuriken in her right hand and throws them while making sure to stretch her arm in front. The largely off shuriken pierces the wall on the opposite side while making a sound of *clonk*. While groaning she throws the second one. This one stabs into the face of the giant soldier. He approaches Alyssa by slouching while seeming to be very unhappy. "Once more!" (Alyssa) This time she throws it with a large swing using all her strength. The shuriken moved quickly and stabbed into the giant soldier's left eye with a force of getting deeply buried into it. Having all of a sudden lost half of his visual field, the giant soldier wriggles in a confused state while holding down his face. "Director!" "Aim for the arms!" (Alyssa) Grasping the wakizashi once again, Alyssa gives directions to her comrades. The two soldier of Fokalore, who responded to it swiftly, respectively cut at the wrist of both arms, with which the giant soldier holds his face, using their swords. The giant soldier, who collapsed facing upwards, swung his arms and Alyssa leapt in as substitute for the soldiers who were warded off. "This is the end!" (lyssa) She drove her wakizashi very deeply targeting the eye which had been crushed by the shuriken. Being pushed by the wakizashi's tip, the shuriken reached the brain. With the remaining right eye being widely opened, the giant soldier stopped moving. "Director, you did it!" Alyssa, who wiped off her sweat and turned towards her cheering comrades with a smile, already saw flames rising from the hole in the wall, where the magician was thrown at, once she lifted her face wondering whether they should go to look for the documents on the floor above. "It's terrible. Everyone, let's give up on the documents and escape! We might get surrounded by the fire if we went upstairs!" (Alyssa) "U-Understood!" Horant's soldiers are moving about in confusion in the vicinity of the buildings which are still burning brightly outside. Alyssa, who decided to escape by taking advantage of that chaos, took a glance at the fallen and dead giant soldier and left the building behind. "Well, a passing mark, I guess?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who observed the combat style of Alyssa from the stairway continuing to the upper floor, suddenly lifted the edges of his mouth and smiled. Setting aside her physical ability, it's unacceptable for her to miss with the shuriken, but she created a method to kill her enemy, gave proper instructions and was even able to deal with irregularities. In case of a battle in this world up until now, there was no way to cope with an opponent, who excelled in physical ability, if there was no magic, I guess. Choosing his "weak point," Alyssa used it effectively. Also, watching Hifumi's way of doing things, she picked up the parts she can do herself and implemented them. This was also something he valued highly. "Well then, shall I go to the next target location as well?" (Hifumi) Hifumi sends a fleeting glance behind. Five corpses of soldiers from Horant were scattered around on the second floor. Having been killed with a single stroke, all of them wore a confused expression due to not understanding what happened to them.magic Hifumi clicks his tongue once. "Although it's for the sake of confirming the results, my stress keeps piling up..." (Hifumi) When he was venting complaints while tapping the guard of his katana with a finger, several soldiers of Horant rushed into the lower floor after Alyssa withdrew from there. "This is... the reinforced soldier has been done in?" "The fellow outside is dead as well. Anyway, this place will be abandoned! If he's already dead, it cannot be helped!" Hifumi jumps down towards the soldiers who are discussing the circumstances. A single soldier is flattened after having Hifumi's knee being driven on top of his shoulder. Since Hifumi grabbed the soldier's head while at it, he broke the neck by twisting it backwards and the soldier instantly died after being thrown onto the ground while Hifumi made sure to crush his upper body including the collarbone. "Wha-, W-Who are you?" "Ah~... let's see. A suspicious person, that's about it." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who stood up slowly, places his back against the iron bars while staying idle. "This!" Avoiding the sword which was swung down from an overhead position, he delivers a kick from the side and with the sword being stuck in-between the bars, the soldier fell over while being unarmed. "You have to fight after properly examining your surroundings." (Hifumi) Once he tramples down with his entire foot on top of the breast armour with a *bam*, the soldier vomits blood and dies. Hifumi lightly swings the jitte, which he took out from his pocket, towards the sword which was pushed forth by another soldier. The sword, which got hooked with only that, left the hands of the soldier. Once the soldier was dumbfounded by having suddenly snatched away his sword from his palm, his own sword was thrown aiming for his throat. Was there a magician mixed in? However, Hifumi stared at the conflagration with cold eyes and knocked down the fireball with his left hand which had a glove. "Yo." Hifumi slowly got close to the shocked magician and hit the face of his opponent with his palm in the same manner as he knocked down the fireball just now. "Hii!" Standing right next to the head of the magician who collapsed due to the impact, Hifumi looks down at him. "Something like a fireball that merely comes flying in a straight line can be dealt with completely even if you hurl 100 of them at me." (Hifumi) "Therefore", Hifumi points at the magician with his left hand. "What you are doing isn't any different from throwing with stones. Not to mention that you even release a yell. The way of suddenly throwing a Molotov cocktail in silence is a lot harder to deal with. Do you understand the meaning of what I'm saying?" (Hifumi) Looking at the magician who is simply trembling without even moving a single finger as if his hands and feet are completely bound, even when being questioned, Hifumi sighed very deeply. Striking the eyes of the magician with the jitte in irritation, Hifumi, who lost interest in the other party who is convulsing and heading towards death, turned around towards the remaining soldiers of Horant. The soldiers, who had that gaze turned on them, step back instinctively. The fire has completely spread. The flame, which is slowly creeping up the wall while burning, is brighter than the original light. "For what reason do you think I deliberately dispatched Ma Carne's unit to this country? It's so that you lot can fight a lot better, isn't it? You guys as well." (Hifumi) When he pointed at the soldiers holding their swords, Hifumi didn't try to hide his expression of anger anymore. "Are you only going to wield your swords like idiots? Your half-assed way makes me angry. Do you understand how much patience it took to choose to teach you without killing you? Teaching you the way how to fight isn't just for popularizing it. I had hoped that the guys, who try to train while possessing a sense of danger, will increase if the number of strong people grows. I anticipated ingenious scheming how to to fight, the appearance of new spells and weapons and the start of conflicts where lives are at risk." (Hifumi) With his tone getting gradually stronger, the soldiers of Horant are trembling while listening. "Wasn't there enough time? Weren't you able to prepare for fighting yet? Then, why did you attack? Why don't you try to run away?" (Hifumi) He draws the katana from his waist. The flames are flickering, but the katana's blade is shining dangerously. "Don't mess around, really. Just what the hell were you doing in this world that is blessed by killing this many people? Are there still not enough people? Or, do you not understand unless someone dies between your eyes?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who breathed out intensely and excitedly, pointed at the corpse of the giant soldier with the katana's tip. "Those are great. Those are likely the result of researching magic in Horant. Alyssa wrecked her brain how to defeat those. Using tools and learning the necessary technique, she was able to kill him. At first even I had quite the hard time. But, is that all?" (Hifumi) The katana's tip is turned towards the soldiers. "By any chance, did you start a war while relying on no more than that? Did you even think that the conclusion of the killing will be reached that easily?" (Hifumi) Sucking in breath through his nose, he breathes it out through his mouth. "Choose. Will you fight with me to prove that you trained? Or will you escape and convey my words to your boss?" (Hifumi) "Hurry up", at the moment made a single step forward, all of the remaining soldiers of Horant turned their back on him and ran away. Watching their figures, Hifumi sighed deeply. Sheathing his katana, Hifumi, who put his breathing in order and erased his presence, started to quietly tail behind the soldiers who were running away frantically.
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19.Know Your Enemy ใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ€‘ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใจๅˆฅใ‚Œใ€ๅฎฟใซๆˆปใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ—…ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ„ใใคใ‹่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใŸๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ๅค•้ฃŸๅพŒใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใ‚’็ฟ’ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใซๆฅใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็ฟ’ๆ…ฃใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใšใฃใจๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใชๆ–‡ๅญ—ใจใใฎ่ชญใฟๆ–นใซใคใ„ใฆใฏไธ€้€šใ‚Š็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ€ๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใฏ็ตๆง‹ใ„ใ„ๅ€คๆฎตใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใƒญใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใ‚ฏใ‚ˆใ‚Š่‰ฏใ„ใจใ€ใใฎๅบ—ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่จˆ5ๅ€‹ใฎใŠ่ฒทใ„ไธŠใ’ใงใ€ๅฎฟใซๆณŠใพใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซไธ€ใคใšใคๆธกใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใ‚’ๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆ็™บ้Ÿณใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎๆจชใซๆ—ฅๆœฌ่ชžใง่ชญใฟๆ–นใ‚’ๆ›ธใใ€‚ๅพŒใฏๅปถใ€…ใจๆ–‡ๅญ—ใ‚’ๆ›ธใใชใŒใ‚‰้Ÿณ่ชญใ—ใฆ้ ญใซๅฉใ่พผใ‚“ใง่กŒใใ“ใจใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฎ‰ใใฏ็„กใ„็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใ‚’ๅคง้‡ใซไฝฟใ†ๅ‹‰ๅผทๆณ•ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใŒไธ€็•ช่ฟ‘้“ใ ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้‡‘ใซ็ณธ็›ฎใ‚’ใคใ‘ใšใซ้“ๅ…ทใ‚’่ฒทใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ“ใ“ใพใงใซใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงไธ€้€šใ‚Šใฎๆ–‡ๅญ—ใจ่ชญใฟๆ–นใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅพŒใฏๅ˜่ชžใจๆ–‡ๆณ•ใ ใชใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ้ ผใ‚€ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠไปปใ›ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎ่ฆšใˆใฎๆ—ฉใ•ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ๆš‡ใชใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใใฎ้–“ใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใฎๆ‰‹ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใซๅ‹คใ—ใฟใคใคใ€ไบŒไบบใŒใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“่ฆชๅฏ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚’ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅฏ‚ใ—ใๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจไป˜ใๅˆใ†ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚‚ๆตฎใ‹ใถใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใฏใ—ใŸใใชใ„ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‰ฃใซๅ‚ทใŒ็„กใ„ใ‹็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ๅ‹‰ๅผท้“ๅ…ทใ‚’็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซ้ขๅ€’ไบ‹ใฏๅ…จ้ƒจๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚้ฆฌ่ปŠใง่กŒใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใŸ้ฆญ่€…ใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใ€ ไบŒไบบใฎ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใซ้ ทใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆœ้ฃŸใ‚’ๆ‘‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€่‡ชๅฎคใธใจๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้–‰ใพใ‚‹ใพใง่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’่„ฑใ„ใ ใ€‚็ทšใฎ็ดฐใ„่บซไฝ“ใซ่–„ใ„็”Ÿๅœฐใฎใƒฏใƒณใƒ”ใƒผใ‚นใ ใ‘ใฎๅงฟใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅฏใ‚‹ใจใใฎใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใƒœใƒณใƒคใƒชใจใใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ (่…•ใจใ‹่ถณใจใ‹็ดฐใ„ใชใใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šโ€œๅฅณใฎๅญโ€ใฃใฆๅฐ่ฑกใ ใ‚ˆใญ) ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใŒๅ„ชใ—ใใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใจใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅผ•ใ็ท ใพใฃใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ‰‹่ถณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใŸใŸใ‚ๆฏใŒๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅฏใกใ‚ƒใŠใ†ใ€‚ใ”ไธปไบบใจใฎๆ—…ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฃใจใพใŸใ€้จ’ใŒใ—ใ„ๆ—ฅใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่‚ฏๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใฎๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็ฟŒๆœใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใฎ่ก—ใฎ้–€ใซใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฎ่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใซๅ‡บใฆใใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่–„ใ„้œงใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฆใ€ๆœใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆด่ปๅˆฐ็€ใซๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆด่ปใงๆฅใŸ้จŽๅฃซๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅ…ˆ่ผฉใ ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใ€้š่กŒใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใซๆ‰‹ไผใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๆ›ธ้กžไป•ไบ‹ใฏๅ…จใๆธ›ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚็›ฎใฎไธ‹ใฎ้šˆใฏๆฟƒใใชใ‚‹ไธ€ๆ–นใ ใ€‚ ๅฎฟใฎๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๅฐใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใจไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽไน—ใฎ็”ทใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠ่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใ€่ก—้“ๆฒฟใ„ใซไบŒๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚่กŒใ‘ใฐๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ็ ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใซใจใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใซใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎๅ…ตใŒใ„ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ไธกๆ–นใง้€š่กŒ่จฑๅฏ่จผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใพใŸใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้€ฒใฟๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š่ฟฝใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆถˆใˆใŸๅ…ˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎๅฃฐใŒๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใพใ€่ก—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚......ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใจใ„ใ†ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใŸใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎไปถใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๆคœๅˆ†ใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ไพ‹ใฎ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃไปฅๅค–ใฏใ€็‰นใซ่บซๅˆ†ใ‚’็คบใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใฏๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ€‚ใŸใ ......ใ€ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใฎ่ƒธใซใ€้ฃŸใ„่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ–ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ไฝ“ใคใใชใฉใง่ฆ‹ใŸใจใ“ใ‚50ๆญณใฏ้ŽใŽใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใˆใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Š็—ฉใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไพฏ็ˆต้‚ธใง่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸๅ‹•ใใ‚„ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸ่บซใฎใ“ใชใ—ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฏใจใฆใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚่ฉณใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏ่บซไฝ“ใซๅŸ‹ใ‚่พผใ‚€ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใฎ่บซไฝ“ๅผทๅŒ–ใฎ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๆŽจๆธฌใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใซใ‚‚ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’็Ž‹้ƒฝใธ้€ใฃใฆใ€่ชฟๆŸปใซๅ›žใ™ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ่บซไฝ“ๅผทๅŒ–......ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใ‚’้€ƒใŒใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚น?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€็งปๅ‹•ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจ็„ก็†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€่บซไฝ“ๆคœๆŸปใฏๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒใก่พผใฟใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ๅŒๆง˜ใฎ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใ‚’้€ƒใŒใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€ใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใŒๆธกใ•ใ‚Œใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงไฝฟใฃใŸใ‹......ใ€‚ใ„ใšใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใงไบบๆŽขใ—ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใฟใŸใ„ใญใ€ ใจ่จ€ใ„ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๆŽขใ™ๆ‰‹ใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‰ๆŽดใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Š้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใฆๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใจใ€้œงใŒๆฌก็ฌฌใซๆ™ดใ‚Œใฆใใฆใ€้“ใฎๅ…ˆใฎ็ ฆใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎไธ€ๅŒนใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆ‹ๅญๆŠœใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‹ใ€ ็‰นใซๅก€ใชใฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€่ก—้“ใ‚’ๅกžใใ‚ˆใ†ใซ2้šŽๅปบใฆใฎ็ ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ๅดใจๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใซไธ€ใคใฎๅคงใใชๅปบ็‰ฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใจใ€่ก—้“ใ‚’้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ้ญ”็‰ฉใซ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ™ใใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅก€ใงไป•ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚็„กใ„ใจใฎใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ ่ก—้“ใฎไธŠใฎ็ ฆใงๅ‡บๅ›ฝใƒปๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใฎใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไธกๅ›ฝๅดใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅปบ็‰ฉใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎๅ›ฝใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ใฎๅ…ตใŒ่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ต่ˆŽใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ไธกๅ›ฝใจใ‚‚10ๅใšใคใ‚’ๅ›ฝๅขƒใซ้…ๅ‚™ใ™ใ‚‹ๆก็ด„ใ‚’็ตใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ็ ฆใŒใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใจใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้™ใ‹ใ ใชใ€‚20ไบบใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใใซๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใ€‚่ก€ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃ้”ใซใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ไฟก็”จใงใใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็ด ๆ—ฉใ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅพ—็‰ฉใ‚’ใคใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅๅฟœใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใฏใ€่จ“็ทดใฎ่ณœ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ๅŽ็ดใ—ใฆใ€้ฆฌใ‚‚้™ใ‚Šใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆณจๆ„ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใใจใ€็ ฆใฎๅ‰ใซๆ•ฐไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฏ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ›ใšใ€ๆณจๆ„ๆทฑใ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ็ŠถๆณใŒใฏใฃใใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏๅฅฅๆญฏใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟใ—ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ่ถŠๅขƒๅ‰ๅพŒใฎๆคœๆŸปใฎใŸใ‚ใ€็ ฆใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒˆใƒณใƒใƒซ็Šถใซ้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้€š่ทฏใซใฏใ€็Ÿณ็•ณใฟใง็คบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ›ฝๅขƒ็ทšใฎใ“ใกใ‚‰ๅดใซใ‚‚ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใซใ‚‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€่ฆ‹็„กๅ‚ทใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ€ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚„ๆ‰‹่ถณใฎๅ‘ใใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ชฐไธ€ไบบๅ‹•ใใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธญใซใฏใ€ๆ‰‹่ถณใ‚’ใกใŽใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็„กๆƒจใชๅงฟใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไธ€ไบบ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆญปไฝ“ใฎ้–“ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ„ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒ็ทšใ‚’่ถŠใˆใ€ๅ€’ใ‚Œไผใ—ใŸไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฎใใฐใซใ—ใ‚ƒใŒใฟ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€่ตทใใ‚ใ€ ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹่‹ฅใ„ๅฅณๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใ†ใคใถใ›ใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพ็„กๅๅฟœใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒ™ใƒชใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใƒˆใซใ‚ซใƒƒใƒˆใ—ใŸ่ตคใ„้ซชใฏใใ—ใ‚ƒใใ—ใ‚ƒใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ„ใ€ใ”ไธปไบบ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใฏ็„กๅ‚ทใ ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฅณๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€่ฆชๆŒ‡ๅดใฎๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ„ใƒœใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ ใ ใ ใ ใฃ!?ใ€ ็ช็„ถใฎๆฟ€็—›ใซ้ฃ›ใณ่ตทใใŸๅฅณๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ๆถ™็›ฎใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่บซใฎใ“ใชใ—ใฏ็Œซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใชใ‚„ใ‹ใ ใŒใ€ๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ•ใ™ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใงใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ๆฐๅฅฝใŒใคใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใƒใƒฌใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€่ฆ‹ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฌๆ˜Žใซใชใฃใฆใชใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ด ใฃๆฐ—ใชใ„่ฟ”็ญ”ใซใ€ใใฃใจๆญฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฐใฃใŸๅฅณๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€่…ฐใฎๅ‰ฃใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŠœใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใŒๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็ฐ่‰ฒใฎๅทฆ็›ฎใซ็ชใไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒใฏใ‚‹ใ‹ใซ้€Ÿใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ™่จˆใชๅ•็ญ”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ€‚็Šถๆณใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใ‚ใ€‚ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใ„ใ„ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๆคœๅ•ๅ…ตใ ใฃใŸใ€‚่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅฅณๆ€งใซๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใซใฏไธ€ๅฎšไบบๆ•ฐใฎๅฅณๆ€งๅ…ตใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใคใ„ใ•ใฃใใฎไบ‹ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ๅŠ›ใฎๅผทใ„็”ทใŒ็ช็„ถๆšดใ‚Œใ ใ—ใฆใ•ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฎๅ…ตใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆŠ•ใ’้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไปฒ้–“ใซใถใคใ‹ใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซใ€ใจใฃใ•ใซๆญปใ‚“ใ ใตใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰้›ฃใ‚’้€ƒใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅ‰ฒใซๅฆ™ใซใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅฃฐใง่ฉฑใ™ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ใ€็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตใ‚‚ๅ…จๅ“กๆญปใ‚“ใ ใจ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚็œ‰ใฒใจใคๅ‹•ใ‹ใ•ใชใ„ๅฝผใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅฃใ‚’ใจใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไปฒ้–“ใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ใฎใซใ€ๅๅฟœใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆšดใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฃใฆใฎใฏใ‚ใ„ใคใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฐใŒๆฎบใ—ใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใ†ใคใถใ›ใฎใพใพ็›ฎใ‚’ใคใ‚€ใฃใฆใŸใ—ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ไป–ใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใชใใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹่ถณ้ŸณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใŒๅซใถๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒโ€œๅˆถๅพกใŒใ†ใพใใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใชโ€ใฃใฆ่ชฐใ‹ใŒ่กŒใฃใฆใ€่ถณ้ŸณใŒ้›ขใ‚ŒใฆใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€‚้ฆฌใง็”บใพใงๆˆปใฃใฆใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆฅใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ่ตฐใ‚ŠๅŽปใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ~ใใ‚ใใ‚ๅ‰ฃใ‚’้›ขใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใจ......ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’้ž˜ใซๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ๆš‡ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใžใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใฆ้Ž–้ŽŒใซๆŒใกๆ›ฟใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•......ใ€ ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒใƒ”ใƒชใƒ”ใƒชใจๅผตใ‚Šใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใŸใฎใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€็ ฆใฎ้™ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚Šใ€ๆฎดใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็‰ขใ‚’่„ฑๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ฐๆ—ฅ่ฆ‹ใชใ„้–“ใซใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ๆฐ—่‰ฒๆ‚ชใใชใฃใŸใชใ€ ๆ‹ณใ‚’่‹ฆใ‚‚็„กใ้ฟใ‘ใ€ใ‚ใ–็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅงฟใฏใจใฆใ‚‚ๅ…ƒ้จŽๅฃซใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใปใฉ่–„ๆฑšใ‚Œใ€ๅฑˆๅผทใ ใฃใŸไฝ“ใฏ็ญ‹่‚‰ใŒ็•ฐๅธธใซ่†จใ‚ŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๆถŽใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใพใพ้ก”ใฏๆ€’ใ‚Šใจใ‚‚่‹ฆ็—›ใจใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„่กจๆƒ…ใซๆญชใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚‚ๆŒใŸใšใ€่ก€ใŒๆปดใ‚‹ใปใฉๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎบใ™ใ€ใ‚ณใƒญใ‚น......ใ€ ใ€Œๆญฃๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚‰ใ‚“ๅฅดใ‚ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰้Ž–้ŽŒใฎๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใ€ใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใฎ่…•ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ๆ•ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใŒใ€็•ฐๅธธใชๅŠ›ใง้€†ใซๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจ้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ”พใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€้ฆฌ้นฟๅŠ›ใ ใชใ€‚ใคใ‚ˆใ„ใ€ใคใ‚ˆใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใถใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใŒ!ใ€ ใฎใ‚“ใใซๆง‹ใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅซใณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ†ใณ็ด ๆ‰‹ใงๆฎดใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚็ด ๆ‰‹ใฎใพใพใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ก”ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ‹ณใ‚’้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใ€่‚‰ใŒ็„กใ„่‚˜ใ‚’ๆ‹ณใงๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใซ้ชจใŒๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿ่งฆใŒใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใฏ่บŠ่บ‡ใ›ใšใซใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆฎดใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็—›่ฆšใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใƒ—ใง่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†็›ธๆ‰‹ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€่‡ช็„ถใจ็ฌ‘้ก”ใซใชใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใฏใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅคงใใๅซใณใชใŒใ‚‰ๆฟ€ใ—ใๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ 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ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ๆ—ฉใ‹ใฃใŸใจ่žใใจใ€ใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ก—ใฎ่„‡ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆๅ›ฝๅขƒใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ๅงฟใ‚’ๅทกๅ›žใฎๅ…ตใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใจๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆ้ฆฌใ‚’้ง†ใฃใฆ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่ฟฝใ„ไป˜ใ‘ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€่ก—้“ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆ่ตฐใฃใฆใใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไบบใชใ‚‰ใ–ใ‚‹้€Ÿๅบฆใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€ใ™ใใซๆˆปใฃใฆๅ…ตใฎๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚’็ทŠๆ€ฅใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ“ใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใธไบ‹ๆ…‹ใฎ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎๆ”ฏๆŒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ™ใใซๅผ•ใ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ฐกๅ˜ใซ็Šถๆณใ‚’ไผใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใฎๆญปไฝ“ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ใใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใจไฝ“ใ‚’ๆคœใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅ‡„่…•ใงใ™ใญ......ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚ŠๆžœใฆใŸๅงฟใซใชใฃใฆ......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ!ใ€ ๆœใ‚’ใฏใŽๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใฎ่ƒธใซใฏใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใฎ่ƒธใซใ‚ใฃใŸ็‰ฉใจ้…ทไผผใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใŒไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใจๅฐ‘ใ€…ๅฝขใŒ็•ฐใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ธใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ›ใ„ใงๆฝฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ„ใคใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใใ‚‰ใใฏใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใฎๆญปไฝ“ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใไผผใŸใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒ‡ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใซ็ ฆใงๆšดใ‚Œใฆใ€่ชฐใ‹ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅคง็”ทใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ ใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆคœๅˆ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใฎ็‰ฉใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใฎ็‰ฉใซ่ฟ‘ใ„้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใŒใ€ใใฎ่ƒธใซ้ฃŸใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใงใ€ๅคง็”ทใฎ่ƒธใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅˆบใ—ๅ‚ทใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‡......ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใŒใ€็›ฎใฏ้›ขใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซใ€ๅคง็”ทใฎๆœใงๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ‚ทใŒๅฟƒ่‡“ใพใงๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆญปๅ› ใ ใชใ€‚ใงใ€ใ ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็›ฎใฏใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‚ทใฎๅฝข็Šถใจๆทฑใ•ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใจใ‹ใ„ใ†้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใชใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŒใจๅŒใ˜ๅฝขใ€ๅŒใ˜ๅคงใใ•ใฎๅˆƒ็‰ฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่ฟ‘ใใฎไบ•ๆˆธใงๆฟกใ‚‰ใ—ใŸๅธƒใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€ใ“ใฎ็”ทใฏใใฃใกใฎ่ปใฎ้–ขไฟ‚่€…ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‡? ใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใง......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎๅ‰ฃใฎๆŸ„ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅˆปๅฐใจๅŒใ˜ๅฅดใŒใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใฎๆœใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆ”ฏ็ตฆๅ“ใ ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ˜็ด”ใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซใ‚‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้€ฃไธญใŒๆฝœใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็ต่ซ–ใจใ€็™บ่ฆšใ—ใŸๅ•้กŒใฎๅคงใใ•ใซใ€ไธ€ๅนณๅ’ใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€้จŽๅฃซใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใงใ™ใ‚‰ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 19: Know Your Enemy Hifumi had previously bought some magical tools that functioned like lamps. Separating from Pajou and heading back to the hotel, Hifumi continued learning his letters from Origa after dinner. Since he had made this a habit after coming to the town, he had a general grasp of the basic letters and their readings. Incidentally, the magical illumination tool was at a great buy, being better than a candle. He bought a total of five pieces; one each was given to Origa and Kasha at the hotel. The tutoring went somewhat like this: the letters were read aloud so so as to grasp their pronunciation. They were written in a horizontal fashion and repeated them aloud while writing helped memorising them. Since constant repetition was a shortcut, though this method used up a lot of expensive parchment, Hifumi bought it regardless. [ Master, is upto here sufficient today? ] [ Hm, I understand the general characters and pronunciations from this. No words or grammar right now. If necessary, I will ask later. ] [ Please leave it to me. Seeing master's speed, it won't take too much time. ] Kasha was carrying out her weapon maintenance during her free time. She watched the two get along quickly and felt a little lonely. While Kasha was pondering these deep thoughts, all the while cleaning nonexistent marks on her sword, Hifumi had cleared up his study material and stood up. [ Because of Pajou's troublesome state of affairs, we have to enter Vichy tomorrow. Since we're taking the carriage, I'll have to ask you two to be the coachmen again. ] Hifumi nodded at their responses and retired to his room after breakfast. Origa waited until the door to their room was completely closed and undressed facing her bed. A flimsy dress of rather thin material covered her slim body. Though it was usual for Origa to sleep like this, Kasha vaguely noticed her figure.magic Slender arms and legs. She really does give off a "womanly" impression. (Kasha) Understanding her master's kind treatment, Kasha sighed and tensed, gazing at her own arms and legs. She sighed again. [ What's wrong? ] [ It's nothing. We have to leave early tomorrow, go to sleep. We're travelling with master, so it's definitely going to be a turbulent day. ] Origa laughed gently in agreement and turned off the illumination tool. The next morning, Sabnak was at the gate that faced Vichy to see off the trio. A thin fog had come out, softening the morning light. Though Sabnak was pleased at the arrival of the reinforcements, since all the Knights that came along were senior to him, the paperwork had not decreased even though he had an attendant helping him. The dark circles under his eyes kept thickening. A man riding a horse and a carriage came from the direction of the hotel. [ Good morning. Something wrong?] [ Just seeing you off. From here, continue along the highway for two hours till you reach the stronghold at the border. Since there are troops on both the Orsongrande and the Vichy side, please show the permit to both. ] [ Got it. Well then, see you. ] Hifumi continued on, the horse-drawn carriage followed slowly in his wake, both slowly vanished into the mist covering the highway. Sabnak continued staring for a while at the spot where they disappeared. Pajou's voice rang out from behind him. [ Now it's possible to leave this place.... Something wrong? ] (Sabnak) [ It's the incident of the magician from Horant, the one called Strauss. The analysis of his body, except for the dagger, there was no indication of high social standing. However... ] Visibly penetrating Strauss' chest was a magic tool, possibly of an evil goal. Based on the build of the body, it seemed more than 50 years old and considerably thin. The movements displayed in the Marquis' mansion, as heard from Hifumi were hard to believe. Though not completely clear, it may have been a body strengthening type evil magic, surmised Pajou. [ The corpse can be sent to the capital today for further investigation. ] [ Body strengthening magic..... Could it be, the one that set Gothras free was Strauss? ] [ No, the timings are wrong. ] [ Gothras might have used a similar magic tool, but he was frisked before being put into prison. Did someone pass it to him for him to escape? ..... In any case, it is necessary to search within the royal capital for this possible accomplice. ] Even as she said this, Pajou was at her wit's end to even start looking for clues. As the carriage rolled on in a leisurely manner, the fog gradually cleared up. The stronghold on the edge of the road came into view. Seeing that the so-called demon seemed to have left already, Hifumi felt let down. [ That's the border? ] There were no walls or fences or such, the highway just ended at a 2-storey stronghold. Both sides had just one large building each, nothing else. According to Kasha's explanation, if one left the highway, they are immediately attacked by monsters. As a result, it was unnecessary to build walls. The central building functioned as a checkpoint for both countries. The large buildings on each side housed their respective border security soldiers. According to a treaty, 10 soldiers from each country could be assigned there. Seeing the stronghold come into view, Hifumi had an uneasy feeling. [ ...... It's too quiet. I can't feel any indications of a single person inside, much less 20. ] [ Eh? ] [ Arm yourselves immediately. I smell blood. ] Kasha and Origa did not understand, but believing in Hifumi, did so instantly. Their reactions were a result of constant training. The carriage was stored, horses were dismounted. Drawing nearer cautiously, several soldiers were visible on the ground in front of the stronghold. The trio did not rush forward, carefully approaching the bodies. [ This.... ] Seeing the state of affairs, Kasha gnashed her teeth. An inspection of the path leading to the stronghold showed soldiers lying dead everywhere on the stone pavement. At first glance, it was obvious that their limbs were pointing in strange directions, completely motionless. Amongst the bodies, some limbs were cruelly ripped off, exposing a gruesome sight. [ Everyone.... Dead? ] [ No, one person is alive. ] Smoothly moving among the corpses, Hifumi crossed the border and crouched down near a fallen soldier. [ Oy, get up. ] A young woman, a soldier from Vichy, judging from the armour, lay facedown on the ground completely unresponsive. She had disheveled red hair in a berry cut . [ As expected, she's dead. Master? ] [ No, this fellow is uninjured. ] While saying that, Hifumi took the woman's wrist and jabbed his finger at a vital point located on the thumb side of the wrist. [ Adadadadada !? ] The female soldier jumped up because of the sudden acute pain, with teary eyes put some distance between her and Hifumi. That agile movement was similar to a cat, but the teary-eyed wrist-rubbing didn't improve the impression. [ Why did it fail?? ] [ I know if you're dead or not even if I can't see you. ] [ That doesn't explain anything! ] [ I wasn't explaining. ] To Hifumi's cold response, the female soldier clenched her teeth and placed her hand over a sword at her hip. She made to draw her sword, but Hifumi was much faster. Instantly, Hifumi's katana was pointed at her grey left eye. [ I have questions. Explain this situation. You die if not. ] [ ...... Understood. ] The girl, Alyssa, was an inspection official of Vichy. There seemed to be a constant number of women soldiers on the border. [ This happened a little while ago. A powerful man suddenly started acting violently. The soldiers here and Orsongrande's too were instantly killed. I managed to survive because I played dead when a colleague was thrown against me and I fell. ] Noticing that Alyssa spoke with a strangely lovely voice for a soldier, Hifumi assessed Alyssa with an expressionless gaze. Seeing he did not so much as raise an eyebrow at the mention of the Orsongrande soldiers being killed, Alyssa pouted. [ Though your colleagues have died, you don't seem to be affected. ] (Alyssa) [ Doesn't matter. Leave that, what about the violent and powerful man? ] [ Who killed him? ] [ I don't know, while playing dead I had my eyes closed. However once everyones voices died out, I heard someone's footsteps approaching. I heard a voice say "Still lack control" and then the footsteps faded away. I saw neither the face nor the form. ] [ I see. Origa, Kasha. Return to the town by horse and bring Pajou. ] Seeing Hifumi see the two off, Alyssa asked timidly, [ Um.... the sword, could you-] She stopped mid-sentence when Hifumi returned his katana to it's sheath. [ Th-thank you.. ] [ If you have time to thank me, you have time to run. ] Alyssa tilted her head in confusion on seeing him disregard her. Hifumi returned his katana to storage, replacing it with the kusarigama. [ Wh-what..... ] As Alyssa muttered that, the atmosphere grew heavy. A shadow rushed out from the stronghold towards Hifumi, with the intent to strike. It was the escaped Gothras. [ In the past few days you've become considerably sickening. ] Hifumi sneered, easily avoiding the incoming fist. Gothras' appearance was very dirty, to the extent that one would not think he was a former Knight. A body bulging with swelled up muscles, drool dribbling down a face twisted in pain. He grasped a weapon tightly, blood dripping from the fists. [ Kill.... KILL... ] [ He's lost his sanity huh. How boring. ] While saying this, Hifumi had thrown the counterweight of the kusarigama, capturing Gothras' arm. Faced with the abnormal strength pulling the kusarigama, Hifumi easily let go of it. [ Hm, brute force huh. Pretty good. ] [ B-but the weapon! ] Alyssa yelled at the carefree Hifumi's back. Facing Gothras' barehanded second strike, Hifumi too was empty handed. A simple head movement dodged the fist to the face. An elbow met the fist. Bones were definitely broken, but Gothras continued his strikes without hesitation. [ No sense of pain either eh. ] Stepping some distance away in consideration for his opponent, Hifumi was wearing a huge grin. Seeing that, Gothras attacked furiously, shouting incoherently. A few palm strikes to Gothras' sides broke his ribs. Just that alone did not stop him, but a well-placed kick to the broken ribs did the trick. Gothras' movements noticeably slowed and he was throwing up blood, his internal organs seemed to have been damaged. [ Pain and fear are valuable sensations. This guy has lost them, he's a boring opponent now. ] Gothras's throat was crushed, courtesy a finger strike from Hifumi, a two-fingered strike to the eyes immediately followed. The onslaught was complete with a pulverizing kick to the now-prone Gothras's chest. Gothras trembled for an instant, his movements then stilled permanently. [ ...... Amazing ] Pajou and Sabnak arrived with Origa and Kasha just as Gothras died. It seemed that a sentry in Fukaroru had seen someone resembling Gothras heading towards the border, and the report had made it's way to Pajou. Eventually, they had given chase, but overtaking a single fugitive was impossible on the highway. [ This...... Sabnak, return immediately and bring soldiers immediately for emergency border security. And then send a report to the capital about this incident. ] Receiving Pajou's backing, Sabnak turned back immediately. Hifumi briefly told her the situation, Pajou approached Gothras' corpse to inspect his equipment. [ As expected, Hifumi-san is proactive...... In any case, this is a completely changed form of Gothras.... This is..! ] On tearing off Gothras' shirt, there was a tool resembling the one on Strauss' chest. However, the shape was a little different from Strauss'. There was a portion that had collapsed, a result of Hifumi's pulverising kick. [ This thing, was it the cause? ] (Hifumi) [ I fear that is so, there was something similar on Strauss' chest as well. ] [ In that case, there may be something like that there. ] Hifumi was pointing at the corpse of the large man who was acting violently earlier. While Pajou was looking at Gothras' corpse, Hifumi observed the large man's body. A magic tool similar to that of Strauss and Gothras was slightly ensconced in the chest area. In front of everyone, a hand was thrust into the large man's chest. [ Uee~.... ] Alyssa unintentionally squeaked, unable to look away. [ Wh-what are you doing? ] Kasha asked timidly, Hifumi wiped his hand on the large man's clothes and answered, [ A thought came to mind. There is a wound reaching his heart. My strike was not the cause of death. ] Hifumi turned his gaze to Pajou. [ Judging by the shape and depth of the wound, It's probably a weapon like Strauss had, similar to the size of that dagger he had.... ] Origa brought a cloth soaked in water from a nearby well for Hifumi to wipe his hand on. [ Besides, Alyssa, this man seems to be an official from your side. ] [ Ueh? H-how.... ] [ That fellow's clothes have the same seal engraved in the handle of your sword. They are issue-only goods, yes? ] [ If you simply think about it, people from Horant have slipped into both Orsongrande and Vichy for something, wouldn't you agree? ] Listening to his conclusion and the question that came to light, Alyssa and Pajou both began to understand the sheer weight behind it.
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12.Makes Me ใ€่จ“็ทดใฎๆ—ฅใ€…ใ€‘ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซ็™ป้Œฒใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎ็จฝๅคใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใฆไธ‰ๆ—ฅใŒ้ŽใŽใŸใ€‚ ใพใ ใพใ ็จฝๅคใฏๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใจ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใซๅ–ใ‚Š็ต„ใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใคใ„ใคใ„่‰ฒใ€…ใจๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใใชใ‚Šใ€ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซ็ชใฃไผใ—ใฆ็„ก่จ€ใซใชใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€งใฎๅงฟใ‚‚ใ€ไธ‰ๅบฆ็›ฎใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ็ฒพๆ นๅฐฝใๆžœใฆใŸไบŒไบบใซๅใ—ใฆใ€็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚‚่ปฝใใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸๅ‹•ใใง็ฒ็‰ฉใฎ่ฉฐใพใฃใŸ่ข‹ใ‚’ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œๆง˜ใงใ™ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚นใƒˆใƒผใƒณใƒœใ‚ขใฎไพ้ ผใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็ŸณๅŒ–ๆฏ’ใฎๆฏ’่…บใ ใ‘ๅ‰ฅใŽๅ–ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„50ๅŒนๅˆ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€็ขบ่ชใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฉใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้žๅธธ่ญ˜ใช้‡ใ‚’็‹ฉใฃใฆใใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚นใƒซใƒผใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒผใƒณใƒœใ‚ขใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ไฝ“้•ท3mใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚็ใ—ใใชใ„ๅคงๅž‹ใฎ่›‡ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใงใ€็Ÿณใง่ฆ†ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸไฝ“่กจใฏๅˆƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ไป˜ใ‘ใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ŸณๅŒ–ๆฏ’ใ‚’ๆณจๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใใ‚„ใ€็กฌใ„ๅฐพใงใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏ้žๅธธใซๅผทๅŠ›ใงใ€ๅŠ›่‡ชๆ…ขใŒๆ‰“ๆ’ƒๆญฆๅ™จใงไธ€ไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ใฎใซใ‚‚่‹ฆๅŠดใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ‚ใจใงใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ“่กจใฎ็ŸณใŒ้‚ช้ญ”ใงใ€่ฒทๅ–ๅฏพ่ฑกใฎๆฏ’่…บใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใšใ€ไธธใ”ใจๆŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ไธ€ๆ—ฅ่ถณใ‚‰ใšใง50ๅŒนใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใชใ‚‰ไฟก็”จใงใใชใ„ใŒใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฉใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆ™ฎ้€šใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ52ๅŒนๅˆ†ใฎๆฏ’่…บใŒใ€ใ™ในใฆ็ถบ้บ—ใซๆ‘˜ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅ ฑ้…ฌใฏๆบ€้กใ€้‡‘่ฒจ5ๆžšใจ้Š€่ฒจ20ๆžšใงใ™ใ€ ๅธƒใฎ่ข‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ณใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ๆ‡ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใตใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŽ็ดใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ๅธƒใฎ่ข‹ใฏใƒ˜ใƒฉใฎๅ‰ใซๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ข‹ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใƒ˜ใƒฉใŒใ€ใใ™ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ้ก”ใซๅ‡บใฆใŸใ‹ใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ๆœช็†Ÿใ ใชใ€‚ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ ผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใซ่กŒใใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็‰ฉ้จ’ใช่ฉฑ้กŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฉใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใงไผ‘ๆ†ฉใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅ‹•ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใพใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆณจๆ–‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Šใซใƒˆใƒซใƒณใฎๅบ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆฅใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใงใใฆใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๅบงใฃใŸใพใพใ€้กŽใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ƒใใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅฏ„ใ›ใŸใ€‚็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๅฎขใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใ„ใŒ้ฉๅฝ“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใ€‚ ๅฐใฎไธŠใซไธฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ไฝœใฃใŸๆœฌไบบใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใจ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใฏๆณจๆ–‡้€šใ‚Šใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹็ขบ่ชใ—ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฃใฎ่ฉฆ้จ“ๅ ดใง่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไฟบใ‚‚ใฉใ†ไฝฟใ†ใฎใ‹่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใžใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚€......ใ€ ไฝœๆˆใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไฝฟใ†็ฏญๆ‰‹ใฎไป–ใ€ๅๅญ—ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใจๅฏธ้‰„ใจ่จ€ใ†ๅฐๅž‹ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€่…•ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ ใ‘ใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใšใซๆธˆใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใŠใใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎๆญฆ่ฃ…ใจใ—ใฆใฎ็ฏญๆ‰‹ใฏใ€ใพใ•ใซ้Žงใฎไธ€้ƒจใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใซ็„ก้ชจใงใ‚ฌใƒƒใƒใ‚ฌใƒใซๅ›บใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใฎๅ‹•ใใŒๅˆถ้™ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅซŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่‚˜ใจๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใฎ้–“ใ‚’็กฌใ„็šฎใงๅŒ…ใฟใ€ๆ‰‹ใฎ็”ฒใซ้‰„ๆฟใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฏญๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ•ใฃใจ้ฉ็ดใง็ฏญๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ‚‹ใใ‚‹ใจๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใฆ่‡ช็”ฑๅบฆใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใ€‚ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ—ใ€็กฌใ•ใ‚‚็”ณใ—ๅˆ†ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒ่…•ใฎ้˜ฒๅ…ทใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใชใ€ใใ‚“ใช่–„ใ„้ฉใจ้‰„ๆฟใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚้˜ฒใ’ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใตใ‚“ใฃใจ้ผปใ‚’ใชใ‚‰ใšใƒˆใƒซใƒณใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไบŒใคใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ–ใ‚Šใ€้‡ใ•ใ‚„ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚‚ๅฏธ้‰„ใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ๅ…ทๅˆใ ใ€‚็ฏญๆ‰‹ใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ€ ใƒˆใƒซใƒณใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใงๅปบ็‰ฉใฎ่ฃใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—้–‹ใ‘ใŸ็ฉบใๅœฐใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆไฟบใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ“ใ„ใ€‚้ ๆ…ฎใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใžใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚็จฝๅคใงๅซŒใจใ„ใ†ใปใฉใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆŠœๅˆ€ใฏใ€ๅคงๅˆ†็ด ๆ—ฉใ้š™ใŒใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใพใ ใพใ ใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆ–ฌใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆจใพใชใ„ใงใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€ใ”ไธปไบบใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅฐ่ฉžใฏ็จฝๅคไธญใซไธ€ๅบฆใงใ‚‚ไฟบใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๅ‘ฝใฎๅฑ้™บใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใ“ใใ€ๆŠ€ใฏๅ†ดใˆๆธกใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๅ†ทใŸใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚็œŸๅ‰ฃใ ใ€‚ๅฅด้šทใŒไธปไบบใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฎๆ˜ฏ้žใชใฉใฏ่ชžใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ—ใ‚ใ€็จฝๅคๅˆๆ—ฅใฎๆœ€ๅˆใฎใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใฏใ€็œŸๅ‰ฃใงใฒใŸใ™ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ‹ใ™ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€‚ ใใฃใจ่ถณใฎ่ฃใซๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€้ฃ›ใณใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธŠๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ–ฌใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๅ‰ฃ็ญ‹ใฏใ€็ขบใ‹ใช็ตŒ้จ“ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹่ฟทใ„ใฎ็„กใ„็ด ็›ดใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใซใ€่ชญใฟใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใฎใŒ้›ฃ็‚นใ ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฉ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฆ–็ญ‹ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆๅŠ›ใฎ้™ใ‚Šๆ‰“ใก่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใฏใ€ไธๆ„ใซๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅทฆ่…•ใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ปŒ้“ใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅœฐ้ขใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ ผๅฅฝใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎ้กใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ปฝใ้ ญ็ชใใ‚’้ฃŸใ‚‰ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ˆใ„้ŸณใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ!......็—›ใฃใŸ~......ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅŠ›ใฟใ™ใŽใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใžใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆฃ’ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆๅˆƒ็‰ฉใ ใจใ€ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ๆ•™ใˆใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ๆถ™็›ฎใง้กใ‚’ใ“ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซใ€ใพใฃใŸใใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใดใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใชใ€‚ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ๅ‰ฃใฎๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝ“ใฆใฆ้€ธใ‚‰ใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎ้˜ฒๅ…ทใ‹ใ€‚ๅ™จ็”จใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅŠ›ใซ้€†ใ‚‰ใ‚ใšใ€้€†ใซๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไฟบใฎๆ•…้ƒทใ ใจๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎๆŠ€่ก“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๆฌกใฏๆญฆๅ™จใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใฎใชใ„ๆญฆๅ…ทใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ€…ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใƒˆใƒซใƒณใŒ่ˆˆๅฅฎๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซๆ€ฅใ‹ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅๅญ—ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ๆŠ•ๆ“ฒๆญฆๅ™จใฎๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใฎไธ€็จฎใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ›ณ้ขใซๆใ„ใŸๅๅญ—ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใฏใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅˆƒใŒๅ››ๆ–นใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใงใฏใชใใ€็ดฐใ„ๆญใŒๅๅญ—ใซ็ต„ใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝขใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ฆใƒ†ใ‚ญ? ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใ‹ใ€‚ๆ‰‹ใงๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅผ“ใฎๆ–นใŒใ‚ˆใ้ฃ›ใถใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ่จ€ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒˆใƒซใƒณใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใšใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธญๅคฎใฎๆŸฑใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใƒ„ใƒณใจ่จ€ใ†้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€ๅๅญ—ใฎไธ€ๆœฌใŒๆทฑใ€…ใจ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ÿญ่ท้›ขใชใ‚‰ใ€็Ÿขใ‚’ใคใŒใˆใฆๅผ“ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆ็‹™ใ„ๆ‰“ใคใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฎๆ–นใŒใšใฃใจ้€Ÿใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฏ่‚˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใ ใ‘ใงไธ€็žฌใฎใ†ใกใซๆŠ•ๆ“ฒใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใฎ้€Ÿๅบฆใชใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช็†Ÿ็ทด้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚้–“ใซๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๅคชใ„ๆŸฑใซ็ชใใŸใฃใŸๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’่‰ฒใ€…ใช่ง’ๅบฆใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒˆใƒซใƒณใฏไฝŽใๅ”ธใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ปฝใๆŠ•ใ’ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใŒใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่‡ดๅ‘ฝๅ‚ทใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใซใฏไฝ™็จ‹ใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใŒ่‰ฏใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€่…•ใ‚„่ถณใซๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅ……ๅˆ†็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผฑใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅฝขใฎๅฅดใฏใ€ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚„ใ™ใใฆๅฝ“ใฆใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ€‚ใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šๆฏ”่ผƒ็š„ๆต…ใใ—ใ‹ๅˆบใ•ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใฒใ‚‹ใพใ›ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใ‹ใ€้š™ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ ๅ‘ผใณๅฏ„ใ›ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใฏใŠๅ‰ใŒไฝฟใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ƒใ€…ใฏไฟบใŒไฝฟใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใพใ ไป–ใซใ‚‚ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ‰ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ๆš‡ใŒใชใ„็Šถๆณใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใก็›ดใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๆ‰‹ๆฎตใจใ—ใฆ็ทด็ฟ’ใ—ใ‚ใ€‚ใพใšใฏใ€5ๆญฉ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰็‹™ใ„้€šใ‚Šใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ ใ€‚ๆŠ•ใ’ๆ–นใฏใพใŸๆ˜Žๆ—ฅๆ•™ใˆใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใซใฏ็„กใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใพใš่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ†ใพใๆ‰ฑใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅ…ˆใ ใ€ ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€ใพใ ้กใ‚’ใ•ใ™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ไฝฟใ†ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใƒˆใƒซใƒณใŒๅทฎใ—ใŸใฎใฏๅฏธ้‰„ใ ใ€‚ ๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจไธŠไธ‹ใซๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคไฝ™ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ้•ทใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไธญๅคฎใซๆŒ‡ใ‚’้€šใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎ็ฉดใŒใ‚ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธญๅ›ฝๆ‹ณๆณ•ใชใฉใงไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใ‚Œใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไพ้ ผใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฏไธก็ซฏใŒๅฐ–ใฃใฆใŠใ‚‰ใšใ€ไธธใฟใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸๅฝข็Šถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ 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2ๆœฌๅŒๆ™‚ใฎ็ชใใ‚’ใ€ร—ๅญ—ใซ็ต„ใ‚“ใ ไบŒๅˆ€ใงๆ‘บใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆๆตใ—ใ€ใใฎใพใพๅคชๅˆ€ใงๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใง ๆฏใŒใงใใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆ่ปขใ’ๅ›žใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใฎใŸใ‚ใซไบŒใคๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ่€ƒใˆใฆๅ‹•ใ‘ใ€‚ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใใใŒ็ฒ‹ใŒใฃใฆไบŒๆœฌๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆ€–ใใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใฃใท......ไปŠใฎๅ‹•ใใฏ......ใ€ ใ€ŒๅŸบๆœฌไธญใฎๅŸบๆœฌใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่บซไฝ“ใง่ฆšใˆใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใŒใ‚คใƒคใƒฉใ‚ทใ‚คใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒ›ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใงใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ็ซ‹ใฆใ€ ๆ•™ใˆใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ—ใฆ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ้–“ใซใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ—ใ‘ใŸไพ้ ผใฎๅˆ†ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’็‹ฉใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใพใŸใ€ๅค•ๆ–นใซใฏ็–ฒใ‚ŒๆžœใฆใŸไบŒไบบใฎๅฅด้šทใŒๅ‡บๆฅไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ๆ—…ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ตๅฑ€็Ž‹้ƒฝ่ฟ‘ใใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ™ใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ„ใชใ€ ๅค•้ฃŸใฎๅธญใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธๆ„ใซใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใ‹ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใŒ่กŒใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ„ๆ‰€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒผใƒณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่จชใญใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒใใŸใ„ใจใ‹่กŒใใŸใใชใ„ใจใ‹ไปฅๅ‰ใซใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎๅœฐ็†ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅœฐๅ›ณใจใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ฐกๅ˜ใชๅœฐๅ›ณใชใ‚‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใง่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—่พ›ใ‚ใฎ้‡Ž่œใ‚ฝใƒผใ‚นใ‚’็ตกใ‚ใŸ่’ธใ—่‚‰ใ‚’ๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ใใ‚ๅˆฅใฎ่ก—ใ‚„ๅˆฅใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’่ฆ‹ใซ่กŒใใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆฑบๆ–ญใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ไป–ๅ›ฝใธ่กŒใใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใซใ€ไบŒไบบๅ…ฑ้€šใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๆœŸๅพ…ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ€‚
Chapter 12: Makes Me Wonder It was the third day since Hifumi had registered in the guild and Origa and Kasha's practice had begun. The newly made dougi from demon hide was quite comfortable, without the stiffness a new uniform usually has and was easy to move around in. It was quite expensive though, thought Hifumi. Practice had just started, Origa aside, Kasha too was diligently making efforts. Finally reaching the guild, the two women silently fell onto a table, completely drained. The others in the guild were used to seeing these kinds of situations now. Contrary to the two exhausted people, Hifumi relaxedly stepped to the counter and passed over the bag containing the trophies with a practised movement. [ Thanks for your work. We've received the stone boa request today. ] (Hera) [ Ah, only the poison glands containing the petrification poison have been stripped off. About 50. ] [ Then, I shall confirm. ] Hera decided to ignore the absurd amount that Hifumi hunted. Speaking of the stone boa, it was a demon usually not longer than 3m with a stone body that blades had no effect against. A bite that injected petrification poison, extraordinarily strong attacks using the tail, boasting of unearthly strength, killing it is extremely difficult. After being killed, the stone body obstructs people from taking out the poison gland within. Adventurers that bring it back profit greatly. Though bringing in 50 of them in one day generally gives rise to suspicion, Hera had already given up on thinking of Hifumi as normal. [ There are 52 poison glands, all cleanly removed. The reward is 5 gold coins and 20 silver coins. ] Taking the coins from the bag, Hifumi pretended to put them in his pocket while throwing them into his Dark Hole storage. The bag was returned to Hera. Receiving the bag, Hera saw a small smile on Hifumi's face. [ Did something good happen? ] [ It's visible on my face? I'm still inexperienced. I'm going to pick up some weapons now. ] Hera smiled wryly, as expected, it was a dangerous topic. Rather than resting in the guild, after waiting for Origa to be able to move a little, they went to Thorn's shop to get the ordered weapons. [ You came? It's done. ] Sitting at his usual spot, Thorn jerked his chin, calling over Hifumi and the others. Lining the weapons and equipment on the stand, Thorn himself did not understand them well. [ First, verify whether the equipment is as ordered or not. After that, try them out in the testing ground in the back. I too want to see how to use it. ] [ Hmm... ] There was a gauntlet to be used by Hifumi, a cross-shaped shuriken, and a suntetsu . In the future, fights with demons would multiply, and he wanted to avoid touching the opponents. However, the gauntlets in this world were unrefined, clunky and excessively hardened. Hifumi, who disliked the resultant restricted wrist movement decided to have a custom one made. Hifumi put on the gauntlet, moved his wrist about to confirm it's flexibility. [ Feels good. Not hampering movement, and the hardness is nothing to criticize. ] [ Although I complied with what you said about the gauntlet, such thin leather and iron sheets will protect nothing. ] Snorting through his nose at Thorn, Hifumi picked up the other equipment and checked the balance and weight. [ ..... The shuriken and suntetsu are in good condition. If you're worried about how to use the gauntlet, it's better to watch it in action. ] Guided by Thorn to the back of the building, they headed into a vacant lot. In the centre of the lot was a thick pillar about 0.5m in diameter which had traces of several slashes. [ Kasha, draw your sword and slash at me. Don't hold back. ] Kasha smoothly drew her sword. In the heavily practised drawing movement, a chance was quickly lost. Watching it, Hifumi reflected that there was still a long way to go. [ Don't blame me if I cut you, Master. ] [ Say lines like those if your attacks actually hit me. ] Imperceptibly, the atmosphere around Hifumi grew colder. Kasha prepared to use her sword seriously. Leaving aside whether a slave pointing a weapon at their owner was right or wrong, the first thing on the day's practise menu was single-mindedly attacking Hifumi. No strike connected, of course. Suddenly putting power in her feet, Kasha sprung forward, bringing down her sword in a straight line, not hesitating as a result of experience. So easy to read Hifumi raised his left arm and smoothly averted the powerful sword strike aimed at his neck. The sword slash hit the ground, Hifumi lightly headbutted Kasha's forehead. A dull sound rang out. [ !....It hurrrtsss~~~.... ] [ I've said this many times. Over exertion destroys balance. You're not wielding sticks, they're edged weapons, I've taught you this many times. ] Hifumi said flatly to Kasha, who was rubbing her head with teary eyes. [ .... I see. Not taking the strike head on, using the gauntlet on the sword's side to redirect it. Skilfully done. ] (Thorn) [ It's a normal technique from my hometown, not opposing the opponent's power, but using it against them instead. ] [ Then, show me how to use the next weapons. ] Showing deep interest, Thorn excitedly urged him on. [ Then, this is called a cross shuriken, of the throwing-type. ] Like in Hifumi's blueprint, the shurikens were cross-shaped, with a blade in each direction. [ Throwing-type? Thrown weapon huh. A bow would be better than a hand-thrown weapon. ] [ That's what you think. ] Hifumi threw the shuriken at the pillar to refute Thorn's doubts. The shuriken deeply embedded itself in the pillar with a *gatsun*. [ For shorter distances, rather than nocking an arrow, aiming and firing, this is much faster. ] [ Certainly, master can throw from the elbow in an instant. With that speed, any skilled magician's magic would not be in time. ] (Origa) Looking at the embedded shuriken from various angles, Thorn gave a low groan. [ Though it seems to have been thrown lightly, it's tightly lodged in. Though unlikely to mortally wound without excellent control, even if it sticks in an arm or leg, the opponent will be greatly weakened. ] [ That is so. Throwing and hitting something is easy. On the other hand, shallow wounds will only cause an opponent to flinch. They are weapons to create opportunities to escape. Origa. ] Called forward, Origa was handed a shuriken. [ Use this. ] [ Is that all right? ] [ Originally I was going to use it, but you use it now. We spoke before about fighting without magic, practice with this so as to recover from situations not in your favour. First of all, aim at a place 5 steps away. I will also teach you the method of throwing it. ] [ Yes. Thank you very much. ] [ Not for me? ] [ Kasha, first handle your sword more skilfully. ] , muttered Kasha, still rubbing her head. [ Then, how is this used? ] Thorn asked, holding up the suntetsu. It consisted of a cylindrical metal rod with a ring attached on the body for a finger to pass through. Different from the Chinese Kenpo version, both ends were sharpened to a point, as requested by Hifumi. Apart from stabbing, it can also be used to tangle clothes and destroy the opponent's balance, stab into stone walls while climbing. While explaining the usage, Hifumi grasped the suntetsu and stabbed the end protruding from his fist into the pillar. A piece of the pillar fell off, exposing a sorry figure. [ Since all the power can be concentrated at one spot, with enough speed, even if power is lacking, bones can be crushed. Unlike fingers, there is no fear of fingernails peeling off while using it to hang from somewhere. ] [ Easy to make, yet surprisingly convenient weapons. ] Testing the suntetsu, Hifumi nodded contentedly and passed Thorn the money. [ ....It's too much. ] [ Another suntetsu. Also make 5 more shurikens. ] [ All right. Come again in 2 days. ] [ That's fast. ] [ I've made them once, it is easier to make them again. ] For the next few days, Hifumi made Origa and Kasha constantly practiced. Hunting demons as practice targets, every day was nightmarish. [ Haa.....Haa.... ] Today, Origa was trying hard to hit a "runner rabbit" with the shuriken. Hifumi had given her challenges like "Kill one after a strike to the neck", "Without fail strike it while walking or running", "From morning, strike and kill 10 of them". She had walked around for about 2 hours, but they escaped every time on sensing her footsteps and breathing. Barely grazed, far from fatal wounds, even ordinary wounds weren't accomplished. The time limit was in an hour. Achieving the target did not seem possible. Not having hit a moving target, Origa cursed her previous self-confidence and wanted to hit herself for answering Hifumi's challenges with a proudly puffed-out chest. (TN: We're talking about pride here guys.) I did not think moving targets would be this hard to hit. Hasty movements are sloppy, excessive noise makes them run away. Origa was miserable, with a face ready to cry at any moment. In such a case, I cannot face master....! [ Calm down. ] Breathing roughly while looking for prey, abruptly, her head was hit. She didn't notice anyone nearby at all. [ M-Master...? ] Facing someone she did not want to meet at that moment, Origa did not know what kind of face she was making. Hifumi smiled wryly. [ What an awful face. Prowling with a blood-curdling face like that, timid guys will immediately run away. ] To say she had an awful face, Origa almost cried for a different reason. Abruptly, Hifumi patted her cheek almost causing her heart to stop. [ When throwing the shuriken at the tree, loosen your expression, do it more comfortably. Don't just throw it, aim at a spot beforehand and then throw it like I taught you. ] [ Y-Yes.... ] [ There is still time. Focus on the tree, and hit it. ] Origa realised she had slightly calmed down. Breathing deeply, she gripped the shuriken slightly more comfortably, and began to walk forward. Though her face was red, her emotions were stable. Kasha found herself near a large tree, practising sword draws, frontal strikes and sword returns(to the sheath). Strength no longer filled her arms as a result of endlessly repeating it. Still, she drew her sword while taking a half step forward, stepped forward 2 steps while shaving off the tree's bark while slashing downwards, and returned the sword to the sheath while stepping back. The sheaths housing the two swords were affixed to her waist by metal fittings, leaving enough play to manoeuvre. The previous slow draws were gone, now it was possible for her to draw in a fluid movement. [ That's good enough. ] Hifumi called out, Kasha collapsed on the ground, drenched in sweat, spread-eagled. [ Tireeed~ ] [ Drink water properly. When moisture is insufficient, movement becomes duller. Don't drink too much though. ] Taking the wooden flask, Kasha drank some, splashed herself with some of it, and with a refreshed expression looked at Hifumi. [ How's that master? I think my form is considerably good. ] Kasha had single-mindedly absorbed the footwork learned from Hifumi resulting in the current movements that made her hips the core. [ You've done well in a short while. Thanks to your hips twisting for stability, the need to brandish your swords is gone. ] [ Hips twisting...... saying it like that is... dirty. ] [ The heck? Leaving that aside, next is a mock battle with me.... Don't look at me like that, we're using wooden swords. ] On hearing about the mock battle, Kasha glumly took the two wooden swords passed to her. The wooden swords were the same as her original ones, about 70cm long blades. Hifumi too took 2 swords with about 30cm difference in length between them and faced her.magic [ Master, the lengths are different... ] [ Pay attention. I will demonstrate the true usage two swords. ] (TN: I'm pretty sure he's referencing Musashi here.) [ Both my arms are now in better condition. Even if master is the opponent.... Here I come! ] Dodging Kasha's swords, Hifumi's longer sword abruptly changed direction to parry... at the same time the shorter sword drove into Kasha's side. Of course, there was no damage to internal organs, but it was painful. [ Gu..... No more! ] The two swords simultaneously drilled forward, the longer one suppressing Kasha's twin swords, while the shorter one struck the pit of her stomach. Unable to breathe, Kasha dropped the swords and fell over. [Think about the advantages of two swords. You lack the skill to wield two swords with a scary atmosphere. ] [ Uu....the movements today... ] [ It is the basics of the basics. Do it again and again for the body to remember. ] [ That's a dirty way of saying it. ] [ Stop playing the fool and quickly get up. ] They were repeatedly instructed again and again. Unbeknownst to them, Hifumi had obtained another demon hunting request. Like this, when evening fell, the two exhausted slaves were finished. [ That reminds me, eventually, I want to leave this capital city. ] While seated for dinner, Hifumi unexpectedly said. [ Is there a place master wishes to go? ] Origa asked, stopping her spoon. [ Before I want to go anywhere, I don't know the geography of this world. Aren't there maps? ] [ We can receive simple maps in the guild, I think? ] [ Is that so.... ] Putting the steamed meat with slightly salty sauce and vegetables in his mouth, Hifumi thought about it for a while. [ Well, we'll gradually go to another town and country... ] Hearing Hifumi's decision, Origa and Kasha exchanged glances. The two had a common intention in going to another country.
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ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็›ฎ่ซ–่ฆ‹้€šใ‚Šใ€็Ž‹ใŒไธๅœจใ‹ใค้‡‘้Šญ็š„ใซไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใชใ„ไปŠใฎ็Šถๆณใงใ€้šฃๅ›ฝใ‚’ใ„ใŸใšใ‚‰ใซๅˆบๆฟ€ใ—ใŸใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒๆœฌๅฟƒใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€้ป™ๆฎบใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏๅคงใใ™ใŽใ‚‹็Šถๆณใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณๅ…ฅใฎ่จฑๅฏ่จผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ˆใซๅคงใ€…็š„ใซๆˆๆžœใ‚’็™บ่กจใ—ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ้žใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ไบ‹ใงๆŠผใ•ใˆ่พผใ‚€ๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฏใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณไธปๅฐŽใง่ฉฑใŒใพใจใพใฃใŸใใ†ใ ใ€‚ๆšซๅฎš็š„ใซ็Ž‹ใจใชใ‚Šใ€ๆˆดๅ† ๅผใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅŸทๆ”ฟใจใ—ใฆๅฎŸ่ณชใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽ่€…ใจใ—ใฆๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซใฏ้™ž็ˆตใฎใŠ่ฉฑใŒๅ‡บใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ้จŽๅฃซ็ˆตใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ......ใ€ 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้ฆฌ่ปŠใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ๆฌก็ฌฌใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใŸ็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๅ–ง้จ’ใซไธๅฎ‰ใงๆณฃใใใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏ็งใ‚„ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎใŠใพใ‘ๆ‰ฑใ„ใงใฏใชใ•ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‹ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ•ใ€‚ใ”ไธปไบบใฎ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๆ›ดไฝ•ใซใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใ‚‚ๅŸŽใธ่กŒใ‹ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ไธ‰ไบบใฏ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ฆญ่€…ๅธญใซๅบงใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใซ่ซฆใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚ใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎ็Ž‹ๅŸŽ่กŒใใงไธๅฎ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้–€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๆฐ‘่ก†ใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๅคงใใชๆญ“ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€้–€ใฎๅ‰ใงไธ€ๅบฆๆญขใพใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซ้ ทใ„ใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€ๅฝผใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ้–€ใฎๆญฃ้ขใซๆฅใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ฆฌใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œ! ไฟบใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆฎฟไธ‹ใธ็ฝชใ‚’ๅ„Ÿใ„ใซ่กŒใ‹ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใ‚“!ใ€ ่‹ฑ้›„ใฎๅ‡ฑๆ—‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆๅพ…ใกๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸๆฐ‘่ก†ใŸใกใฏใ€ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฃใ€…ใซใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใจ็–‘ๅ•ใŒๆตดใณใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใซๆฅใŸ้จŽๅฃซใซ่žใ„ใŸใ€‚ไฟบใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๅฅฝๆ„็š„ใซๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ€ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹! ใŸใ ใ€ไฟบใฏๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’่ถŠใˆใ€ๆ•ตใจใฏ่จ€ใˆไธ€ไบบใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ†ใŸใ‚ใซไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏไฟบใฎ่ทๆจฉใ‚’่ถŠใˆใŸ่กŒ็‚บใ ใ€‚็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎไฟก้ ผใ‚’่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ......ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ไฟบใฏ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใธ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ็ฝชใ‚’ไพ˜ใณใ€ๅ‡ฆ็ฝฐใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„!ใ€ ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใใฏใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใซ็ฝชใฏใชใ„! ใใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใŠไผใˆใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ! ใฉใ†ใ‹ไฟบใŒๅˆ‘ๅ ดใฎ้œฒใจๆถˆใˆใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎไบบใ€…ใซใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใ‚’ๆš–ใ‹ใ่ฟŽใˆๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„!ใ€ ๅคงใ’ใ•ใช่บซๆŒฏใ‚Šใงๆœ—ใ€…ใจ่ชžใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใฏใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใซใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๅฝผใฏไธ€ๅฟœ่ฒดๆ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎๅฝผใŒๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅฅด้šทใ‚„ไป–ๅ›ฝใฎๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒ็ฝฐใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’่ฆšๆ‚ŸใฎไธŠใงใ€ใใฎ่บซๆŸ„ใ‚’ๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ็Ž‹ๅฅณใจ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใซ่กŒใใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ้ฆญ่€…ๅธญใฎๅฅณๆ€งใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผใŒไฟ่ญทใ—ใŸๅฏพ่ฑกใ ใจไผใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅนดๅ™‚้€šใ‚Šใฎๅนด่‹ฅใๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”็ซ‹ใกใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎๅบ‡่ญทๆฌฒใฏๅฆๅฟœใไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅญ้”ใŒๅฅด้šทใชใฎใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅฅดใซ้จ™ใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅฅด้šทใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ้จŽๅฃซๆง˜ใ€่ƒŒใฏไฝŽใ„ใ‘ใฉใ„ใ„็”ทใญใ€ ใ€Œไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใจใฏ้•ใ†้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅฐใ•ใชๅญใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใ€้…ทใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹ใ€ ๅฃใ€…ใซ่™šๅฎŸๅ…ฅใ‚Šๆททใ˜ใฃใŸ่ฉฑใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎ่ณž่ณ›ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใธใฎๆ†ๆ†ซใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ่ฉฑใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘้ฆฌใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎๅ…ƒใธ่กŒใใฎใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹้“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ€็พŽใ—ใ„ๆ‰€ไฝœใง็คผใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใใฏๅทฆๅณใธๅˆฅใ‚Œใ€้–€ใ‹ใ‚‰็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธ็ถšใ้“ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎไธญใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฅžๅฆ™ใช้ขๆŒใกใง้€ฒใ‚“ใง่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€้ฆญ่€…ๅธญใง็ทŠๅผตใงๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใจใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใคใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŸใกใฎ่‹ฆใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใŸ้ก”ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŸใก้จŽๅฃซใซใฏใ€้€šใ‚Šใฎๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‹ใ‚‰โ€œใ‚ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„โ€ใจๆฌกใ€…ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่‚ฏๅฎšใ‚‚ๅฆๅฎšใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใชใ‚‹ในใ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใŒใพใŸๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’็…ฝใ‚Šใ€ๅฃฐใฎใƒœใƒชใƒฅใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹็ตๆžœใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ (้จŽๅฃซ้€ฃไธญใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใซใฏไธๆ…ฃใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚ใงใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‚ตใƒžใฏใฉใ†ใŠ่€ƒใˆใ‹ใช?) ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ่ฟซใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใซไธ€ไบบใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰้”ใŒ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธใฎ้–€ใ‚’ใใใ‚‹ใจใ€้‰„่ฃฝใฎ้–€ใฏๅ›บใ้–‰ใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใพใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š้€ฒใ‚“ใงใใŸใฎใงใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใคใ„ใฆใใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้–€ใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคšใใฎๅ˜†้ก˜ใ‚„็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธใฎๆ‰นๅˆคใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฆฌใ‚’้™ใ‚Šใ€ไป–ใฎไธ‰ไบบใ‚‚้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌใจ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฏใŠ้ ใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใพใšใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใŠไผšใ„ใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใซ้ฆฌใ‚’้ ใ‘ใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ…ˆๅฐŽใงๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ไธญใซใ„ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ไฝฟ็”จไบบใŸใกใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ“ใ“ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใจ้•ใ„ใ€่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใใ†ใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ–็ทšใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚„ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซใ‚‚ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ไธ‰ไบบใจใ‚‚ๅฑ…ๅฟƒๅœฐๆ‚ชใใ†ใซใคใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎใŠ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใฆใ€ใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ้จŽๅฃซใŒ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใŒใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚€ๅ‰ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆกˆๅ†…ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใชใ€‚ๅพŒใฏใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใง้š ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ‰ไบบใฏใ€้‚ช้ญ”ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ๅฎคๅ†…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใฎๆ•ฐใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใฏไฝ•ใฎไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใ ใŒใ€้จŽๅฃซใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚„ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏใ—ใชใ„ใฏใšใ ใŒใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ๅ‹คๅ‹™ใฎ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใฏใ€ใพใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ฉš็•ฐใฏไผใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใซใ‚’......ใ€ ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅฃบใŒ้ฃพใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฐใฎๅพŒใ‚ใฎๅฃใจใ€ๅๅฏพๅดใฎๅฃใซๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ตต็”ปใซๅˆ€ใ‚’็ชใๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใใ‚‚ใฃใŸๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ‚ใจใ€ๅบŠใซ่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไบ•ใฎๅฅดใฏ้€ƒใ’ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใชใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ€ๆฌกใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ้จŽๅฃซใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้‡˜ใ‚’ๅˆบใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅฎน่ตฆใชใๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบŒไบบใฎๅŒๅƒšใŒๅฑ…ใŸไฝ็ฝฎใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅธฐใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใฏไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ‹ๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹? ไบบๆ•ฐๅˆ†ใ€ ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใฉใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใธ่…ฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใจใฆใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใŒใ€็ฝชใ‚’ๅ„Ÿใ„ใซๆฅใŸ็”ทใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅ…จ็„ถ่จฑใ—ใฆใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใฏ่จฑใ—ใŸใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ่ก€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใซใ€ๅคฉไบ•ใฎๅฅดใ‚‚่ฆ‹้€ƒใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใจ็ญ”ใˆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅŽ็ดใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅบงใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใ ใพใ ใ‚„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ็ด…่Œถใฏใพใ ใ‹ใชใใจใ€่ƒŒใ‚‚ใŸใ‚Œใซๆฒฟใฃใฆ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎใ‚“ใใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฏใ ใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ไธๅฎ‰ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณใŒใŠ่ฆ‹ใˆใงใ™ใ€ ็ด…่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใŒใƒ‰ใ‚ขใฎๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ก€ใฎๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹2็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใฆใ€็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใซๅฝผใ‚’ๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ใ€ๅพŒใงใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธๆฅใ•ใ›ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎๅธญใซ็ด…่Œถใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ชฐใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆๅฟตใ‚’ใŠใ—ใŸ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใซๅบงใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้ก”ใฏใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซๅˆฅใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใจๅŒใ˜ใ€ๅ‡›ใจใ—ใŸ็พŽใ—ใ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใ ใชใ€‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใ†ใพใใ‚„ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่žใ„ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€ใงใใ‚Œใฐไผšใ„ใŸใใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใŒ......ใƒฉใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚คใƒณๅ…ฌ็ˆตใ‚„ใƒใƒผใ‚ฒใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃๅญ็ˆตใฎไปถใฏใ€ๅคงๅค‰ใ”่ฟทๆƒ‘ใ‚’ใŠๆŽ›ใ‘่‡ดใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใพใŸๅŸŽใฎ่€…ใŒไฝ™่จˆใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใง......ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ็›ฎใฏใ€่ก€ๆฟกใ‚ŒใฎๅบŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใฏใ‚ˆใๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใŠ่ฉฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ไฟบใฎ่ฉฑใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใพใšใ€่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใตใ…ใฃใจใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๅฅณใŒใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฏๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใฃ! ใ‚ใฎใ€ๅƒ•ใฏใ€ใใฎ......ใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ„ชใ—ใๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใงใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใฏๆญฃๅผใซใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎๆฐ‘ใจใ—ใฆ้‡ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ๅธŒๆœ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅŸŽใงใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจใ€ใใฎ......ๅƒ•ใฏใ€ใพใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซใŠ็คผใŒใงใใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆ‰€ใธๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†......ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆใ€ใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใจใ€ใ†ใพใใชใ•ใฃใฆใŠใ„ใงใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œ็šฎ่‚‰ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ไธ€ๅฃๅซใฟใ€่ปฝใๅฃใ‚’ๆนฟใ‚‰ใ›ใฆ่ฉฑใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่…ๆ•—ใ—ใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใงใ€ๅฅด้šทใชใฉใจใ„ใ†็ซ‹ๅ ดใธ่ฒถใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใ‚’ๆŸใญใ‚‹็Ž‹ๆ—ใซ้€ฃใชใ‚‹่€…ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆทฑใใŠ่ฉซใณ็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ™ใ€‚ๅ…ฌๅผใฎๅ ดใงใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Š่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅคฑ็คผใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใง่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆง˜ใ€็งใŸใกใฏๅฅด้šทใซ่ฝใกใŸใ“ใจใฏๆฎ‹ๅฟตใซๆ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใซ่ฒทใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใฏไธๅนธใ ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใงใ•ใ•ใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅพฉ่ฎใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใพใ—ใŸใ—......ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ†ใชใฅใใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ฉฑใ—ๆ–นใง็Ž‹ๅฅณใซๆŽฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ๅˆคใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่จ€่‘‰้ฃใ„ใ‚‚ใพใšใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฟƒใŒๆฅฝใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚็‰นไพ‹ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅŸŽใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใซๅฅด้šท็ด‹ใฎ่งฃ้™คใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅพŒใ™ใใซ่กŒใ‚ใ›ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€่‡ช็”ฑใซ็”Ÿใใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๆœ›ๅค–ใฎใ”้…ๆ…ฎใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€ๆทฑใ€…ใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซใฏๅญ็ˆตใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ฒใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃๅญ็ˆตใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ก—ใจๅ‘จ่พบใฎๆ‘ใ‚’ๆฒปใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ€ไฟบใฏ็ฝฐใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใชใ€ ใ€Œ่ŒถๅŒ–ใ•ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’ๅ‡ฆ็ฝฐใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—้”ใฏๆฐ‘ใฎไฟก้ ผใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ“ใพใงใŠ่€ƒใˆใฎไธŠใงใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใŒ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒ็Ž‹ๅฅณใจใ—ใฆไปฅไธŠใซใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใจใ—ใฆๆŒฏ่ˆžใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๆœ€ๅคง้™ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅญ็ˆตใฎไปถใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใชใ€ๅธŒๆœ›้€šใ‚Šใ ใ€ ใ€ŒๅธŒๆœ›? ใพใŸไฝ•ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŠใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ็œ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€็ด…่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใฟๅนฒใ—ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๆฝฐใ™ใ€‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ๅ‡„ๆƒจใซใ€ไบŒๅบฆใจไฟบใจๅฏพๅณ™ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใ€ ใใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใŒๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚
At the break of dawn Hifumi and the others had departed the border. After simply passing through Fokalore, they quickly, they sped towards the Imperial Capital. After storing their carriage away, they proceeded on horseback. Origa and the others were not carrying people, so Alyssa clung to Hifumi's back riding the same horse. [Goshujin-sama, what would you be planning to do from now on?] [As Pajo had said, I will meet Imeraria. I'll summarize the matters at that point, so do wait until then. And though it may be early, but upon reaching the capital I intend to discuss your release; so I intend.] [But if we don't catch Beirevra, we won't be able to prove our innocence, would we?] Her horse running parallel, Kasha looked back on the road representing the bright and cheerful days. [Beirevra's name appears in the documents procured from Vichy. Labeling him as the Center's Spy, even. And though Arycelle's testimony, who is being escorted as we speak, is also necessary, what we have and know should suffice for the time being.] The Vichy conspiracy of the Viscount led to two women adventurers falsely accused and reduced to mere slaves. These two girls were singled out by the quasi-knight and adventurer with a secret mission Hifumi, and even rescued a girl who was about to be killed by her allies. Furthermore, the declaration to the rest of the country had also been decided, prompting Pajo to request that they pass along this message to Imeraria. [* * * Will it be alright? * * *] Listening to Hifumi's explanation, Alyssa felt as if she were being treated as some tragic heroine. After reaching the Capital's vicinity without a major problem, they saw a number of knights standing beside the road. [Yo, it's been a while] One of the knights was Midas. Dropping of his horse, Hifumi raised his hand and called out. [It has been a long time, Hifumi-san] [* * * What's up, why so formal?] [It's not about me. The information Hifumi-san had delivered.... It has caused the Imperial Castle to fall into a panic. For the time being, Queen Imeraria herself has announced this incident to the people, and has decided to reward you for your efforts.] Hifumi neither planned nor wanted neighboring countries to find the current absence of a king and financial difficulty as an ideal time to push their luck. However, the current state was too bizarre for them to ignore. Thus, using the Queen's permit and the fact that he had entered Vichy quite a few times, Hifumi had chosen to bring about some grand result and immobilize them by proclaiming Vichy's errors. Up to this point, Imeraria should have amassed quit some support. She was manipulating the temporary, just-crowned prince and guiding the nation as its true leader. [Moreover, they have been discussing the matter of your promotion] [Whether I will become a knight?] [No that...] Hifumi, who had already become a rumor in the guild, was so flashy in dealing with Vichy that the castle town broke out into wild revelries. With no one discussing the possibility of war, proclaiming him a hero who had appeared during this peaceful time, the common folk could not help but feel touched but a story of a young man carrying out women's tragic revenge and saving them in the process. So to punish Hifumi now, considering that the citizens are still recovering from their King's sudden death, would only lead to animosity between the people and the crown. [Though it is not yet decided, the title is bound to be well above a common knight. We have come to escort Hifumi-san to the castle and protect you from the crowd. Contrary to our expectations, you have arrived quite quickly.] And, "since you'll be promoted to a rank above a knight--above me, some will call you a hero and others will give outright ignore you" Midas' bitter smile seemed to convey; Hifumi acknowledged and asked for a carriage to be prepared. [Frankly, we too had thought that Hifumi-san would be moving more discretely. Even after becoming a noble, we had figured you wanted a freer lifestyle...] [Don't expect me to move according the wishes of nobles or countries] After a carriage had been prepared, Hifumi jumped on his horse and looking down on Midas, laughed. [I had intended to create this situation.] [Eh?] [Even so, I did not expect to stand out this much. Well, it's been a long time; let's go meet Imeraria.] Hifumi went off ahead, and Midas hurried to catch up. A large group of people had gathered by the front gate awaiting the hero's return. Whether prompted by a lack of happenings in the past years, and due to the rumor that Hifumi would be soon arriving, the people had gathered at the gate to catch a glimpse of this hero who fought for justice and save the two enslaved "beauties" and the "lovely girl." Even when the King had passed away suddenly from illness, the people did not react with such interest; and though the fact that it was a funeral, the castle town's silence could be attributed to the fact that they took it as a stranger's problem. The people even brought out food stalls, displaying the strength of the city's economic appetite. [In some sense, I too am a traitor from Vichy, but I had not expected this kind of welcome...] Alyssa, who was in the cart, began crying from nervousness upon seeing the great uproar that the city was in. [Seems like we Kasha and I won't be treated as Goshujin-sama's extras this time around.] [Seriously, it will be what it will be. I often don't understand what Goshujin is thinking, but I can't do anything about it at this point.] magic From Hifumi and Midas' conversation, the three understood that they too had to accompany Hifumi to the castle. Which caused them to worry. Sitting in the coachmen's seat, having just admitted to giving up on understanding Hifumi's ways, Kasha felt anxious to enter the Castle for the first time. And while the wheels of the carriage turned, the gates opened releasing a flood people, who, as if finally having found Hifumi's group, raised their voices. [Kasha. Stop for a second in front of the gate] [Understood] Nodding to Hifumi's instructions, Kasha dropped the speed. And coming straight to the gate, stopping his horse, Hifumi addressed the crowd. [Open me a path! I must go atone for my sins to Her Highness Imeraria!] The people, who had been awaiting a hero's triumphant return, were bewildered by his words. They turned to each other, murmuring. [I have heard from the knights who had come to meet me. That you have come to accept me most favorable. And you have my gratitude! But, I have crossed the border, and killed a man to save a little girl. Thus, I have exceeded my authority and betrayed Her Highness' trust... For this reason, I have come to confess my sin and accept my punishment!] The commotion only exasperated. [But these girls are not at fault! So I have come to tell Her Highness! Should I perish at the gallows tomorrow, I but ask that you welcome these girls warmly in my place!] Imploring the people with grand gestures, o how did Hifumi appear to the people! Although he too was a noble, for the sake of the people... no, for the sake of slaves and people of another country he was willing to accept a punishment, and to save them--appear before the queen. Moreover, upon his urging Arisa and Origa leaned out of the carriage. Including the driver, these were the girls he intended to protect; their young faces evoked in the people a desire to protect the girls. [Those children are the slaves you say...] [They were made slaves by those bastards at Vichy you know!] [That knight-sama, though he is a little short, what a wonderful man] [His aura is very different from other knights, no?] [They were going to kill that little girl?] [What demons those bastards at Vichy are!] A murmur of truth and gossip spread among the crowd, but every mouth sang Hifumi praise and expressed pity for Origa and the other girls. While the murmur continued to spread, Hifumi urged his horse forward - intending to meet the Queen - and bowed slightly requesting the people to clear him the way. The gathering parted creating a path from the gate all the way to the royal castle. And with a humble expression on his faith, Hifumi continued forward. When he looked back, he saw Kasha frozen from anxiety in the coachman's seat, and Midas' corps with a sour expression on their faces. As they advanced through the street, myriad voices called to Midas' group asking them to save Hifumi. Unable to accept nor deny the request, the knights decided to avoided making eye contact with anyone in the crowd which only increased the people's anxiety; as a result, the crowd only grew louder. (The knights too are unused to this, huh. Now then, what are the Queen's thoughts?) When Hifumi raised his gaze to the castle he saw a single girl standing on the balcony. When Hifumi passed through the castle gate, the steel gate closed behind him. Since he was advanced leisurely through the city, the people faithfully led him all the way to the castle. On the other side of the gate, some loudly petitioned the crown for mercy while others loudly criticized it. Hifumi got off his horse, and the three girls exited the carriage. [Please leave the horses to me. If you please, meet with her Highness] Leaving the horses to Midas, they were lead into the castle by a single knight. The knights on the inside, unlike the time when Hifumi had first left the castle, were now looking at him with gazes full of wonder. Since their gazes were also focused on Alyssa, Origa, and Kasha, the girls felt ill at ease. [***Please wait in this room] The knight said, and the maid opened the door. Prior to entering, Hifumi said, [Thank you for showing me in. But the three people hiding inside the room, you're a bother: get out] Feeling the presence of a few people inside the room, the maid look inquisitively at Hifumi--having no idea what he was talking about, but the knight started to tremble. Pajo and Midas would not do something like this, but the first division of the castle knights must not have heard yet of Hifumi's abilities. [W-what are you...] After entering the room, Hifumi stabbed his blade into the wall behind a decorative vase and the wall on the other side--decorated by a painting. He could hear some muffled voices on the other side, and blood flowed from the floor. [The guy in the ceiling seems to have run off, huh. You--I won't be as forgiving next time] Stunned by Hifumi's performance, the knights looked towards the place where their comrades now lay dead, and left in a panic. The maid, unable to understand the transpired, just stood dumbfounded. [Could I get some tea? For a few people] Calling out to the maid, Hifumi flopped onto the sofa. He didn't really have an attitude of someone who came to attone for his sins. [***You haven't forgiven any of them] [I did forgive that guy, though?] While retorting to Kasha's comment, talking about the ceiling guy whom he let go, Hifumi tossed the katana into the storage. [You guys sit down, too. We still have lots of work to do] Perhaps wondering why the tea was late, Hifumi stretched his body with an aloof expression on his face; seeing this, the girls' anxiety could only grow. [Her Royal Highness, Queen Imeraria!] While Hifumi was casually sipping some tea, a maid knocked on the door and so announced. And after the maid moved from the door, Imeraria entered. Seeing two pools of blood, she frowned. [Please have the knight who escorted him here brought before later] She told the maid who placed the tea at her seat, and ordered that no one is to enter this chamber for a while. Imeraria then sat facing Hifumi. She was just as dignified and beautiful as when they had first met. [It's been a while, eh. I heard you're handling things pretty well around here] [If possible, I would have preferred not to meet you... but I have caused you great inconvenience with Duke Lagraen's and Viscount Hagenti's incidents. Moreover, the men here have also acted excessively...] Imeraria directed her gaze at the blood stained floorboards. [Don't sweat it. Besides, I'm putting your third knight corps to good use] [Now then, you have something to tell me?] [Ah, before that, I believe there's something on your mind, no?] Sighing heavily, the Queen's eyes wandered off Hifumi and focused on Alyssa. [So you would be Alyssa, right? I have received the report] [Y-yes! Umm... what... what is my fate?] With a gentle smile, Imeraria tried to convey as much gentleness in her voice as possible, [Don't worry. You will be treated as this country's citizen. If you so desire, how about working here in the castle?] [Umm, about that... I have yet to repay my debt to Hifumi-san....] [I see. Feel free to come to my side at any time] [T-thank you...] Smiling at Alyssa one more time, Imeraria returned her gaze to Hifumi. [You have handled things well, I see] [That was sarcasm] [I know] Sipping her tea, Imeraria continued. Moreover, Imeraria continued, [Origa-san, Kasha-san] [Yes!] Origa replied while Kasha stood poised. [Because of this country's putrid nobles you have found yourself degraded to slaves; as a representative of the royal family who controls the nobles, I express my deepest apology. I apologize for my inability to do so publicly and hope that you will accept my apology] [Your Highness, while we do regret becoming slaves, we have not faced any misfortune after being bought by Goshujin-sama. Moreover, we were able, with these hands of ours, to carry out revenge...] Kasha merely nodded at Origa's words, unable to decide whether or not she had the right to address the Queen herself. Honestly, however, like Alyssa, she was rather poor with words. [Your words put my heart at ease. Since yours is a special case, I will have the castle magicians release your slave crest. We'll have this done immediately, so please live freely from now on] [We thank you for showing such unexpected benevolence] Origa and Kahsa deeply lowered their heads. [Furthermore, I would like to have Hifumi-sama become a Viscount and rule over Fokalore and the surrounding villages in place of Viscount Hagenti.] [Oh? I have come to receive a punishment though?] [Please stop joking around. If we were to punish Hifumi we would lose the goodwill of the people. Did you seriously expect me to do something so thoughtless?] Hifumi was once again taken aback by how well Imeraria carried herself as a statesperson. At the same time, he decided to make as much use of her as he could. [My bad. I'll gladly accept the title. Nor could I hope for a better land] [Hope? Are you planning something again?] Imeria asked with concern on her face; Hifumi merely sipped some tea and answered. [I will crush Vichy. So gruesomely that they will never think to cross paths me again] And the look on his face stole everyone's breath away...
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ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€ ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆนฏใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šๆ—…ใฎๅŸƒใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใ€ไธๅฏงใซ้ซชใ‚’ใจใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎ้’ใ„ใƒญใƒผใƒ–ๅงฟใงใฏใชใใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใฎๆ™‚ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใจใ“ใฃใใ‚Š่ฒทใฃใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ€ใจใฃใฆใŠใใฎใƒญใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใจ่Šฑใฎๅˆบ็นใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅ‡บใง็ซ‹ใกใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‹ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆ›ธใไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ็ทŠๅผตๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใชใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใฎๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใฎๆ™‚ใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใช้ก”ใ ใฃใŸใชใ€ใจๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฉฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๅบงใฃใฆๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใ็ต‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅฟœๆŽฅ็”จใจใ—ใฆ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใซ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ ้ซ˜็ดšๅ“ใ ใจใ™ใใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹่‰ถใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ฉใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใจใ€ใตใ‚ใฃใจ่ปฝใๆฒˆใฟ่พผใ‚€ๅบงใ‚Šๅฟƒๅœฐใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘่ฝใก็€ใใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ้™ใ‹ใชๅฎคๅ†…ใซใ€็พฝใƒšใƒณใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒชใ‚ซใƒชใจใ„ใ†้Ÿณใ ใ‘ใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€‚ ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆๆ›ธใ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้ฃฝใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚้ง†ใ‘ๆŠœใ‘ใฆๆฅใŸใ€ใใ‚“ใชใซๅ‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใ€…ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆ–‡ๅญ—ใฎๆ›ธใๆ–นใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใŸใฎใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€ใจๆ‡ใ‹ใ—ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€็ด…่Œถใ‚’ใŠๆทนใ‚Œใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€้ ผใ‚€ใ€ ๅ‚™ใˆไป˜ใ‘ใฎๅฐใ•ใชใ‚ญใƒƒใƒใƒณใซใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฅฝใใช็„ผใ่“ๅญใŒ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ใŠ่Œถใจๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใธใใฃใจ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐ่“ๅญใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใชใ€ ๅบงใฃใŸใพใพใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ„ชใ—ใ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šโ€œใ“ใฎไบบใŒๅฅฝใโ€ใ ใจๆ”นใ‚ใฆ็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸใ€‚ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใŒๅฅฝใใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ„ชใ—ใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚‚ๅ˜˜ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ไปŠใซใ—ใฆๆ€ใˆใฐ่ตค้ขใ™ใ‚‹ไป–ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅฅด้šทใจใ—ใฆๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸใจใใซใฏใ€ใŸใ ๅฝผใซๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใงๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็‰ฉใŒๅคšใ„ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€ๆ‰“็ฎ—ใ ใ‘ใง่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅพฉ่ฎๅฟƒใซๅก—ใ‚Šใคใถใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฟƒใงใ€ๅฝผใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅฟ…ๆญปใ ใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏๆฐ—ใฅใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅฝผใฏ่ฟ‘ใใง็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚่ชฐใ‹ใซ้ ผใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใฏใชใใฆใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŠ›ใงใ‚„ใ‚Š้‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๆŽ›ใ‘ๆ›ฟใˆใฎใชใ„ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่ƒธใฎไธญใ‚’ใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใจๅ…ฑใซ็†ฑใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒใ‚ใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ…ใŸใ›ใŸใชใ€ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅบงใฃใŸใจใใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ่‡ช็„ถใจ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒๆตฎใ‹ใถใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ๆ›ธใ„ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใซไผšใ„ใซใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่’้‡Ž่กŒใใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใใฎ้–“ใซใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ้”ใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใŠใไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ›ธใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ ใปใ‚‰ใ€ใจๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด™ใซใฏใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹่ง’ใฐใฃใŸๅฐ่ฑกใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใง็ฎ‡ๆกๆ›ธใใง้ ˜ๅœฐใฎ้–‹็™บใ‚„้‹ๅ–ถใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใŒๆ›ธใ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚็ดฐใ‹ใ„ใ“ใจใฏใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใงๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ่€ƒใˆใฆ่ฒฐใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ ใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ“ใผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ฃไบบๆ—ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ‚„ใใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซใ‚ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ›ฝใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ไบ‹ใฏใ€่บซใ ใ—ใชใฟใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใฎใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๆœฌไบบใ‹ใ‚‰่žใใจใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใใฎๆ—…ใฎ้ ญๆ•ฐใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒใฏใฃใใ‚Šใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ƒธใŒ็ท ใ‚ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ€ใ„ใ‚’้š ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ไฟใคใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅจๅ…‰ใŒใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚„่’้‡Žใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใพใงๅฑŠใใฎใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไปฐใ ใชใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๆฐ—ใŒๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๆšดใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒใฃใฆใใŸ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€้ ฌใ‚’ใตใใ‚‰ใพใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆๆ–ฐใ—ใ„็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๆทนใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘่ฟทใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ......่’้‡Žใธใฎๆ—…ใซใ€็งใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ“ใจใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ก—ใ‚‚ๆ‘ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€่’้‡Žใ‚’ๆธกใ‚‹ๆ—…ใ ใž?ใ€ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจๅ…ฑใซ่กŒใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ“ใธใงใ‚‚ใ€ ้กŽใ‚’ใ“ใ™ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‚ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใฏใ“ใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚’ไปปใ›ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใชใ€‚ไป–ใซ้ ผใฟใŸใ„ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œ้ ผใฟใ€ใจใฏ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ‹›ใใง้šฃใซๅ‘ผใณใ€่€ณใซๅฃใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆ่ชฐใซใ‚‚่žใ“ใˆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไผใˆใŸใ€‚ ้ก”ใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆๆฅใŸใจใใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฟƒ่‡“ใŒ้ซ˜้ณดใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฟ…ๆญปใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€่žใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใซใ€็ทŠๅผตใ‚‚ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆ้ฃ›ใณไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใปใฉ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช! ใใ‚Œใงใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ๅฟƒๅบ•ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ“ใฎไบบใซใฏๆ•ตใ‚ใชใ„ใ€ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€็งใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใ•ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใŠ็ด„ๆŸใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€็งใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใชใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใฎๅทฆ่…•ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใชใ„้–“ใ€ๅฏ‚ใ—ใ•ใง่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใ็งใจใคใชใŒใ‚Šใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„......ใ€ ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๆ‡‡้ก˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ›ฐใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅ†ท้™ใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ไฟบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฅดใ‚’ๆ…•ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็”ทใฎ่ถฃๅ‘ณใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใž? ไฟบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅฅดใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‹่ชฐใ‹ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏไฝ•ๅๅนดๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆๆญปใฌใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€่’้‡Žใ‹ใ‚‰ๅธฐใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ€็งใ‚‚ใŠไพ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็œŸใฃ็›ดใใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ€ๆ–ญ่จ€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‚ใฃใŸใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ไฟบใŒใ„ใชใ„้–“ใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไฟบใฎๅฆปใจใ—ใฆๅพŒใ‚’ไปปใ›ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ๅซŒใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒๅซŒใชใ‚ใ‘ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ฆ–ใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใใจใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆๆณฃใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒๆบขใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ๆถ™ใŒๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๅญไพ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆณฃใใ˜ใ‚ƒใใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’็ขบใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Šๅฏ„ใ›ใ€ๅคขใซใพใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ญใ‚นใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ตๅฉšใ‹ใใ€‚ใ‚ใฎไบบใŒใญใ‡......ใ€ ่ชฟๆŸปใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅ„ๅœฐใ‚’ๅปปใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฎšๆœŸๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฎไธญใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใง็››ๅคงใซ่กŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ็ตๅฉšๅผใฎไบ‹ใŒๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅคฉไบ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌๆง˜ใจใ„ใ†ๆ–นใฏๅญ˜ใ˜ใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใจใฏ่ฟ‘ใ—ใ„ๆ–นใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆœบใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ้กžใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅ‰ใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใซๆ–ฐใŸใช็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๆณจใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟ‘ใ—ใ„ใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใฎไบบใฏใ“ใฃใกใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏๅคฉๆถฏๅญค็‹ฌใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€็•ช้•ทใๅดใซๅฑ…ใŸๅฅณๆ€งใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใญใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใชใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅฅณๆ€งใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅฟƒใฎไธญใงไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๅŽใพใ‚‹ในใใจใ“ใ‚ใซๅŽใพใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบใŒๅฅฅใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆƒณๅƒใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆ่ฝใก็€ใๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‡บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใธๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใ€ใŠๆฐ—ใ‚’่ฝใจใ•ใ‚Œใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใŒๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸๅฟƒ้…ไบ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ็ฅใ„ใ”ใจใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉ? ใ“ใ‚Œใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใซๆ นใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ŠใซใชใฃใŸใจใ‚‚ๅˆคๆ–ญใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฉšใ็จ‹้ˆใ„ไบบใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใ‚’่ฟ‘ใใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ›ใซใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฅณใŒๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซๆฐ—ใฅใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎไบ‹ใฏ่’ธใ—่ฟ”ใ•ใชใ„ใงใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€้ˆใ„ๅฉš็ด„่€…ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฏใ€็„ก่‡ช่ฆšใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใ‚’ๆ…•ใฃใฆใŠใ„ใงใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ?ใ€ ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใจใ‚ใ‚ใ†่€…ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใช้–“ๆŠœใ‘ใช้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ใจใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่€ƒใˆใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎใŠ่€ƒใˆใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใธใฎๅพฉ่ฎๅฟƒใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซๆ†งใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใŒๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ—ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€่ฌ€ๅใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸ่€…ใ‚’ๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ—ใฆใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€็ตๆžœ็š„ใซใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฎใŠๅŠ›ใ‚ใฃใฆใฎไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅฝผใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€ไป‡ใจๅŒๆง˜ใซ่‹ฑ้›„ใจใ—ใฆใใฎๅงฟใŒๆ˜ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๅŠๅˆ†ไปฅไธŠใฏๅฆ„ๆƒณใจใ„ใ†ใ‹้ก˜ๆœ›ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฃฐใซใฏๅ‡บใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใไธ€็ท’ใซ้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใซไฝ™่จˆใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใจๅๅ€ใซใชใฃใฆๅธฐใฃใฆใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ€ใจใซใ‹ใใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใซใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใใฎใ‚ใจใซใ‚คใƒกใ‚ขใƒชใ‚ขใซๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใŸ้š›ใ€่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆโ€œใพใ•ใ‹?โ€ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€ๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ™ใŽใ ใจ่‡ช้‡ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€็ฅใ„ใฎๅ“ใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸใฎใฟใงใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใซใฏ็‰นใซ่จ€ๅŠใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ตๅฉšใฎใ‚ใจใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‘ใงใชใใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใ‚‰ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚็ฅใ„ใฎๅ“ใŒๅฑŠใใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ็Ž‹ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ†…ใงๅ‹‰ๅผทไธญใฎใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใŒ่ดˆๅ‘ˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅ้€šใ—ใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใงใฏใŠ็ฅญใ‚Š้จ’ใŽใŒ็ถšใใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏ้ ˜ไธปใฎๅฆปใจใชใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ็พŽใ—ใ•ใ‚„ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅŠฃใ‚‰ใšๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ๆ‰่ƒฝ่ฑŠใ‹ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸ่™šๅฎŸๅ…ฅใ‚Šๆททใ˜ใฃใŸๅ™‚ใŒๅธ‚ไบ•ใฎไบบใ€…ใฎๅ™‚ใฎใ‚ฟใƒใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅนธใ›ใชๆ–ฐๅฉš็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚€ๆš‡ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ้ ˜ๅ†…ใฎๅ„้ƒจ็ฝฒใ‚’ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่ฆ–ๅฏŸใ—ใฆๅปปใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็‰ฉใ‚’็†่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใฎๅŠชๅŠ›ใ‚’้‡ใญใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใฎใ†ใกใฏใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎไปฒ้–“ๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅนณๆฐ‘ไธŠใŒใ‚ŠใŒๆ”ฟๆฒปใฎ็œŸไผผไบ‹ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ๆ‹’ๅฆๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่ทๅ“กใชใฉใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใŸใŒใ€ๅ„้ƒจ็ฝฒใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆญฃ็ขบใซ็†่งฃใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅงฟๅ‹ขใฏๅพใ€…ใซๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใจใ—ใŸๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ่ณ‡ๆ–™ใ‚„่จˆ็”ปใฎ่ชฌๆ˜ŽใชใฉใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ไธปๅฐŽใฎๅ…ƒใง้ ˜ไธป้คจใฎๆฉŸ่ƒฝใ‚’ๆ•ด็†ใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใจใ—ใฆๅ‹•ใไฝ“ๅˆถใ‚’ๆ€ฅ้€Ÿใซๆ•ดใˆใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใŒใคใ‘ใฐใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ›ธ้กžใซ่งฆใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ—ฅใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใพใงใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌไฝ“ๅˆถใธใจ็งป่กŒใŒ้€ฒใฟใ€ใ“ใ‚Œๅนธใ„ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๅ‡บ็™บใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒๅฎŒไบ†ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ฆฌใ‚’้ง†ใ‚Šใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ‡บๅฃใซใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚„ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŸใกใ€ๅคงๅ‹ขใฎ่ทๅ“กใ‚„ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒ่ฆ‹้€ใ‚ŠใฎใŸใ‚ใซ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅค–ๅดใซใฏใ€ๅ™‚ใ‚’่žใใคใ‘ใฆ้›†ใพใฃใŸ้ ˜ๆฐ‘ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒๅธฐใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠใจใŠๅฎˆใ‚Šใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆๆ—…ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใ€ใฉใ‚Œใปใฉใฎ้–“้›ขใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚Œใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่จ—ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็‰ฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใงใใ‚‹ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅพ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅธฐใ‚‹้ ƒใซใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจ่ก—ใ‚‚ๅคงใใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚้ ˜ๅ…ตใ‚‚ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚‚ๅผทใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ๅพŒใฎใ“ใจใฏๅฅฅๆง˜ใจๆˆ‘ใ€…ใซใŠไปปใ›ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ€ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŸใกใŒ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ปใฎไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅƒ•ใŒใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใŠใใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸ็›ฎใงๅซใ‚“ใ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไนฑๆšดใซๆ’ซใงใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใŒๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใฆใ‚‚่ก—ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใใ‚ใใ‚ๅ‡บ็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€่ทๅ“กใฏ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ€ๅ…ตใฏๆ•ฌ็คผใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ”็„กไบ‹ใง......ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ€‚ใพใ ใพใ ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงๆˆฆใ„ใ€ๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ๅฐ่ฉžใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใจใฃใฆใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใ“ใจใซ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใ€ๅคซใŒ้ฆฌใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ‰ๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใงๅฅฝใๆ”พ้กŒใซๆฎบใ—ๅ›žใฃใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ไธ€ไบบ่’้‡Žใธๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๆ—…็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฃไบบใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€้‡Žๆ€ง็š„ใงๅž‹ใซใฏใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ ใ€ใจไธŠๆฉŸๅซŒใชไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใฆใ€้ป„่‰ฒใ่ผใๅคช้™ฝใฎไธ‹ใงใ€้ฆฌใฏ่ปฝๅฟซใซ้‡Žใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚
"Hifumi-sama." (Origa) Entering Hifumi's office, after knocking, was Origa, who cleaned off the dust of the journey in a hot bath and had neatly combed her hair. Not wearing the usual blue robe, her outfit compromised of a shirt, with a flower embroidery, and a long skirt she had secretly bought at one time and put aside. "Mm, Origa?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who was writing something down, raised his face and looked at Origa. Seeing Origa's face strained with nervousness, he recalls "I guess there's some talking to do, but please sit down and wait. I will be done very soon." (Hifumi) "Understood." (Origa) Origa sits down on the sofa, which had been placed in the office for receptions. She was able to calm down a slight bit with the feeling of softly, comfortably sinking into it and the texture of the glossy leather, which immediately gave it away as high-class item. In the silent office only the sound of the quill scratching across the paper can be heard. Origa continued to watch the face of Hifumi, who keeps writing with a diligent expression, without getting tired of it. "Hifumi-sama, I will brew black tea." (Origa) "Yea, please do so." (Hifumi) Since Hifumi's favourite baked sweet were in the small, installed kitchen, she quietly placed those next to the tea on the desk of Hifumi. "Oh, come to think of it, there was some pastry, wasn't there? Thank you." (Hifumi) Turning his sight towards Origa while seated, he smiles gently. Origa, smiling back, likewise renewed her conviction of him having "this soft-hearted nature." I can't help it but blush if I now recall the time, he met me as slave, and me approaching him with nothing more but the calculative thoughts what many possible things would please him. My mind, filled with the thought of vengeance, didn't notice it as I was desperate to get stronger by using him, but he was always smiling close-by. The memories swirl alongside passionate feelings within Origa's chest. "I kept you waiting." (Hifumi) When Hifumi sat down in front of her, Origa naturally floated a smile. "What did you write?" (Origa) "Ah, to meet the beastman race, I will go to the wastelands for a while. Therefore I wrote down the matters Caim's group has to do during that time." (Hifumi) "Look here," he presented her the paper. It was filled out with countless instructions concerning the administration and development of the territory in an itemized form with characters, that gave a somehow angular impression. "For now it's a listing. It's fine for everyone to ponder about the minor details by themselves. After all, I planned to go on a trip..." (Hifumi) While looking at the list, Origa cries. She heard from the civil official, Paryu, during the time of arranging her own appearance about Hifumi heading for the area of the beastman race and even the area beyond, Swordland While hiding the thoughts that are tightening her chest, Origa endures to smile. "Hifumi-sama, with your power you will reach the beastmen and even the vast plains on the other side." (Origa) "You are exaggerating. Looking at the situation there for a bit, I will only rampage, if I feel like it." (Hifumi) Origa stood up and poured new black tea into the cup of Hifumi, whose cheeks are swelling from tossing the baked sweets, he brought over from the desk, into his mouth. Hesitating only slightly, Origa opened her mouth. "Umm... isn't it possible to take me along on the journey to the wastelands?" (Origa) Hearing Origa's words, Hifumi opened his eyes widely. "It's a journey crossing through wastelands. There are no villages or cities, you know?" (Hifumi) "I don't mind. As long as I can go together with Hifumi-sama, anywhere is fine." (Origa) Hifumi pondered while rubbing his chin. "How problematic. I planned to leave this territory to you, Origa. There are other things I wanted to request of you as well..." (Hifumi) "Request?" (Origa) Hifumi beckoned her over next to him, brought his mouth close to her ear and told her so that no one would hear it. At the time his face came close, Origa was frantic to calm her throbbing heart, but hearing the details, she even forgot her nervousness and was surprised to the degree of jumping up. "Such a thing! In that case Hifumi-sama is..." (Origa) "Don't you think it's fun though?" (Hifumi) Looking at Hifumi laughing as if completely enjoying it, Origa thinks, "Please stay together with me at that time, too. If you are able to promise that, I will stay behind in Fokalore as you've told me, Hifumi-sama." (Origa) "Is that so? Thank you." (Hifumi) "However." (Origa) Origa grabbed Hifumi's left arm as if clinging to it. "It will be impossible for me to bear the loneliness during the time Hifumi-sama isn't here. Therefore, please build a relationship with me this time..." (Origa) Listening to the entreaty of Origa, who's showing tears, Hifumi makes a troubled face. "... If I consider it calmly, I'm happy that you are yearning for a guy like me. But don't you think that your taste in men is slightly bad? A guy like me, who won't stop killing people, can be killed some day by someone. This might happen 10 years from now on or it might also happen tomorrow." (Hifumi) "I might die leaving you behind in a blink of an eye and I might not return from the wastelands", Hifumi continued. "I will simply accompany you at that time as well." (Origa) Origa declared looking Hifumi directly in the eyes. "I give up", Hifumi raised both his hands and then embraced Origa's shoulders. "Origa, I will leave the territory to you while I'm not here." (Hifumi) "That is..." (Origa) "Yea, I want to leave the future to you as my wife, but is that no good?" (Hifumi) "I have no reason to disagree!" (Origa) Although she is overflowing with feelings of happiness, her tears don't stop for some reason. Origa, who cried like a child for a while, drew close with her body as if making sure and gave him a kiss, she had only experienced in her dreams so far. "Marriage, eeh? That person is..." (Sabnak) Looking at the written details within the regular report of the knights, who are observing all places for the sake of investigations, stating about the marriage to be grandly held in the territory of Fokalore, Sabnak looked up at the ceiling. "Though I don't know the person called Origa-sama, is she someone close to Earl Tohno?" (Shibyura) Shibyura, letting her look glide over the documents placed on the desk, poured new black tea into the cup placed in front of Sabnak. "Close? Well, I guess so. As it's fine to say that that person has no relatives in this world, you might as well think of her as the woman, who has been at his side for the longest time. She is a lovely woman with her forte being magic." (Sabnak) , Sabnak added within his mind. "Then it means that she was placed in a spot she should fit." (Shibyura) "Well, that might also be true. Even so, I can't really imagine that person accepting a wife. Did he finally felt like settling down, I wonder?" (Sabnak) Standing up, Sabnak collected the documents and grabbed them. "Are you going out?" (Shibyura) "Yea, if I don't report to Imeraria-sama..." (Sabnak) "It will be great if Imeraria-sama isn't disheartened, but..." (Shibyura) Sabnak was puzzled over Shibyura's muttered concerns. "I think it's a reason for congratulations, though? With this it will be possible to judge it as Hifumi-sama planning to take root in this country." (Sabnak) "You are a dense person to a frightening degree. And that in spite of observing Imeraria-sama from close-by." (Shibyura) That's why he doesn't notice her feelings until the woman is hurt. "Don't bring up that matter again. But you can teach your dense fiance the answer." (Sabnak) "Imeraria-sama is longing for Earl Tohno although probably unaware of it." (Shibyura) "Haa?" (Sabnak) "Please hurry up and stop showing such stupid face as person, who is the Knight Captain", Shibyura continued her explanation. "Please try to think about it. That lady's opinion is being twisted by her yearning as well as her desire for revenge against Earl Tohno. The stability of this country and the matter of bringing safety to Imeraria-sama's surroundings by disposing of those, who caused the rebellion, is entirely owed to the strength of Earl Tohno in regards to the results. For Imeraria-sama, who's always pondering about those matters, his figure is probably reflected in her eyes as hero and at the same time as enemy as well." (Shibyura) I have a feeling that more than half of that is her desire or rather a delusion "A-Anyway, I have decided to carefully report it to Imeraria-sama. Thank you." (Sabnak) Sabnak, who left the room as if running away, ended up thinking "Could it really be?" and tried to lower his view at the time of reporting to Imeraria afterwards. He was restraining himself so that he wasn't struck by Shibyura's influence too much. With nothing but ordering to send congratulatory gifts after receiving the report, Imeraria didn't mention it in particular otherwise. After Hifumi's marriage, there were congratulatory gifts delivered not only from Imeraria but also from the nation's nobles such as Biron and others. Moreover, even Horant's king, Suprangel, presented several magic tools through Nelgal, who is studying in the territory of Fokalore. The festival merrymaking continued to spread throughout Fokalore for a few days and for a while the townspeople repeatedly spread rumours, where one didn't know whether truth of falsehood was mixed in, about the beauty of Origa, who became the Lord's wife, her greatness as magician and her talents in battle being no less than Hifumi's. Without losing time, Origa enjoyed the blessings of a newly-married life and went around inspecting and revising each of the territory's departments one after the other. She earnestly invested great effort in order to understand the type of person Hifumi was looking for. At the beginning she received the treatment of a commoner, who attained the rank of a noble, poking her head into politics as if it was a play. There were even some staff members, who rejected her. But with her attitude of trying to correctly comprehend the matters of each department, they accepted her gradually. Alyssa as well the civil officials, starting with Caim, made time for things like explaining the plans and the supporting documents to such Origa. Under the leadership of Caim the work structures were rapidly arranged with Origa at the centre by adjusting the facilities of the Lord's mansion. Before it was noticed, it advanced to the point of switching over the system to Origa so that a day came, where Hifumi didn't need to touch any document. Taking advantage of that, Hifumi hastened his preparations as well. In a blink of an eye Hifumi's travel preparations were finished. Origa, of course Alyssa as well as the civil officials and a crowd of staff members and soldiers gathered around Hifumi, who was at the exit of Fokalore riding a horse, to see him off. Outside there are also citizens, who gathered after getting wind of it. "Since I will properly take care of the place for you to return to, Hifumi-sama, please enjoy your journey with a peace of mind." (Origa) Origa is shedding tears while saying that. I don't know how long we might be separated from now on. "Yea, at the time of my return the city will probably be a lot bigger than now. The territorial soldiers and weapons will have likely become stronger as well. I'm looking forward to see that." (Hifumi) "Yes. Please leave the future matters to us and your wife." (Caim) Matching with Caim, the other civil officials bowed. "I will properly take care of the military matters too!" (Alyssa) Hifumi roughly stroke the hair of Alyssa, who exclaimed that with tears in her eyes. "Yea, please make sure to defend the city even if the beastmen come attacking." (Hifumi) "It's time to depart", as Hifumi said that, the staff members bowed and the soldiers saluted. "Hifumi-sama, please stay safe..." (Origa) "It will be alright. I still want to enjoy situations of fighting and killing each other in this world for more time to come." (Hifumi) It's a speech where one will doubt whether it's fine to feel relieved, but as far as Origa was concerned, she apparently heard a good thing. The man, who went around killing and arbitrarily involved three kingdoms in his whims, departed towards the wastelands by himself. "Since they are called beastman, I will likely be able to fight in a way that's no different from a wild style." (Hifumi) "What a pleasure", getting excited in good humour, Hifumi gallops through the fields on his horse under the yellow-shining sun.
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3.Canโ€™T Repeat ใ€็ฝชใจ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ€‘ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฎๆฒˆ้ป™ใฎใ‚ใจใ€่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใฏๆททไนฑใฎๆฅตใฟใซ้™ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใฎๅ‰ฃใฏ! ใชใœๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใพใพๅ…ฅๅฎคใ•ใ›ใŸ!ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใฎๅพกๅ‰ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฟ‘่ก›ใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹! ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚!ใ€ ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใฏๅพŒใšใ•ใ‚Šใ€ๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒ็ด ๆ—ฉใๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใฐใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅฐๆŸ„ใช่บซไฝ“ใ‚’็ฒพไธ€ๆฏ้–‹ใ„ใฆๅซใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹‡่€…ๆง˜ใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ......่จ€ใฃใฆใฟใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™......ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ็„ก่ฆ–ใ•ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใŒๅ•้กŒใชใฎใ ใจใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ท ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ…ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚ˆใ€ ็Ž‹ใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็ˆถใฎๅงฟใ‚’ไปฐใŽ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚†ใฃใŸใ‚Šใจ็Ž‰ๅบงใซๅŽใพใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่กจๆƒ…ใซใฏ่‹›็ซ‹ใกใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใ€ใ‚ใ—ใจ่ฉฑใ•ใ›ใ‚ใ€‚ๅ‹‡่€…ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ใ—ใฏใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒชใƒใƒซใ‚ฑใƒณใƒปใ‚ดใƒผใƒ‡ใƒณใƒใ‚คใƒ ใƒปใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ็Ž‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚†ใ€ๅ‹‡่€…ๆง˜?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ—ฉใ่จ€ใˆใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใŸ่จ€ใ„่‰ใซใ€็Ž‹ใฏ็Ž‰ๅบงใฎใ‚ขใƒผใƒ ใƒฌใ‚นใƒˆใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ—ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏ! ๅ‹‡่€…ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆ่จฑใ•ใ‚“ใž! ่ฟ‘่ก›ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚„ใคใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚! ๅคšๅฐ‘ๅ‚ทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‹ใพใ‚ใ‚“!ใ€ ็Ž‹ใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใงๅทฆๅณใจ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ››ไบบใŒ็ชใใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใฒใจๅ‘ผๅธใงๅ…จๅ“กใŒๆ–ฌใ‚Šไผใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹‡่€…ๆง˜ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅๅ‰ใ‚’ใ€ใŠ่žใ‹ใ›ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใƒ’ใƒ•ใƒŸใ ใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅๅ‰ใฎใฟใ‚’็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚้ ้‡Žใฎ่‹—ๅญ—ใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๆจใฆใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใฎใ ใ€‚็ฅžใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใ€ไธ–็•Œใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆใ€ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใจใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฎถๆ—ใซๆœช็ทดใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏไธ€ไบบใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใˆใฆ่‡ชใ‚‰ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใพใฃใ™ใใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒ•ใƒŸๆง˜ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใฎๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใช้ƒฝๅˆใงใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใธใŠๅ‘ผใณใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ€‚ๅฟƒใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใŠ่ฉซใณ็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ™ใ€‚ๅคงๅค‰ใ€็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ๆทฑใ€…ใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎไบบใ€…ใฏใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใฎ็„ก็คผใช่‹ฅ่€…ใซใ€็Ž‹ๆ—ใŒ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚็•ฐไพ‹ใ‚’้€šใ‚Š่ถŠใ—ใฆใ€่บซๅˆ†ใŒๅ›บๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใฆไธŠไธ‹้–ขไฟ‚ใŒใฏใฃใใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏใ€็•ฐๅธธใชใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅบฆใฎไบ‹ใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎ็ฝชใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใƒ’ใƒ•ใƒŸๆง˜ใฎใŠๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’้Žฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ‚‰ใฐไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€‚......ใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใŠๆœ›ใฟใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆจใฆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ้’ใ„็žณใ€‚ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’็คบใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ˜ใฃใจๅฝผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใฎใฏ็Ž‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใช! ไฝ•ๆ•…ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ ! ใ“ใฎ่€…ใฏๅ‹‡่€…ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹? ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ€่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใ‚!ใ€ ็Ž‹ใฏๆ€’ใ‚ŠใงๅฃฐใŒใ†ใ‚ใšใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ๆ•…็Ž‹ๅฅณใŸใ‚‹ใŠๅ‰ใŒ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฎใ ? ๅ„€ๅผใซๅ‚ๅˆ—ใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ? ใ„ใฃใŸใ„ไฝ•ใŒใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใŠใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ”่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅ ดใฎ่€…ใŸใกใ‚’้ฉšๆ„•ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ๅฎŸใŒ่ชžใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ†ในใๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็”ทใซใ€ๆ—ขใซ้จŽๅฃซใŒไฝ•ไบบใ‚‚ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ้ฉšใในใไบ‹ใซใ€็Ž‹ใฎใ€Ž็ฝชใ€ใ‚’็ณพๅผพใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็ฝฐใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ ใ€‚็ตถๅฏพๅ›ไธปใŸใ‚‹็Ž‹ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎไบบใ€…ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงใฏใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒ•ใƒŸใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ไปŠใชใ‚‰ใพใ ้–“ใซๅˆใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใ—ใซ่ทชใใ€ใ“ใฎ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใธๅฐฝใใ™ใ“ใจใ‚’่ช“ใ†ใฎใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€้ซ˜ใ„ๅœฐไฝใ‚‚ๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงใฎ็„ก็คผใ‚‚็ฝชใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠใชใ‚‰ใฐ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใฌใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ ไบบใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„็™บ่จ€ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŸใกใฎๅๅฟœใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็Ž‹ใฎๆจฉๅŠ›ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใใ‚Œใปใฉใฎใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใŒไผบใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็•ฐๅธธใช็”ทใซใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๆ‚ชๆ‰‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅใๆจใฆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฉšใในใ้˜ฟๅ‘†ใ ใชใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅจ˜ใŒๅฟ…ๆญปใซใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใฐใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฎใ‹? ใŠใ‚ˆใๆจฉๅŠ›่€…ใปใฉๆ•‘ใ„ใŒใŸใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆฅตใ‚ใคใ‘ใ ใชใ€‚่จฑใ—ใ‚’ไนžใ†ในใ็ซ‹ๅ ดใฏ่ชฐใ ? ไฟบใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใžใ€ๅจ˜ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ›ฝใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ „้”ใฎใŸใ‚ใซไธ€ไบบใฎไบบ้–“ใฎๆœชๆฅใ‚’ๅฅชใŠใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŠๅ‰ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใฒใ€ใƒ’ใƒ•ใƒŸๆง˜......ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๆƒณๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใธใจ้€ฒใฟใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใ†้…ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆ็›ดใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆ•ฐไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒ่ธŠใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅ‚ทไธ€ใคไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใšใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใงใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ ? ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ ? ไปŠๆ›ดใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ…ƒใฎไธ–็•Œใธๆˆปใ™ใ“ใจใฏใงใใ‚“ใ€‚ๅพฉๆดปใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฌๅ–šใฎๅ„€ๅผใฎใฟใงใ€้€้‚„ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใฏๅคฑใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ็Ž‹ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ†ใคใ‚€ใไป•่‰ใงใ€ๅธฐใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ„ใฎใŒไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใจ็คบใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใ€ใ™ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จใฆใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆชใŒ็ด ็›ดใซ่ฌ็ฝชใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ‚้‡‘้Šญใง็ดๅพ—ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎๅธŒๆœ›ใฏ่žใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚้ƒจไธ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใชใฉไปฅใฆใฎๅค–ใ ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠ้‡‘ใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ฒก็”ฃใฏๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ฒกๅธƒใงไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่ฒทใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใŒใพใšใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใ†ใฎใฏใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…......ใ€ ใ€Œ็Šฏไบบใฏ็Ž‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็Ž‹ใฎ่ฒฌไปปใฏๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒฌไปปใ ใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใช......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆœฌๅฟƒใงใฏใใ“ใพใง้‡‘ใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใง็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใใฎใซใ€ๅฝ“ๅบงใฎ่ณ‡้‡‘ใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸ็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€็Ž‹ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใฏใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎๅพŒใฎๅๅฟœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆ้‡‘้กใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ้‡‘ๅบซใ‹ใ‚‰3ๅ‰ฒใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๅ…ฌๅผใซ่ฌ็ฝชใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใžใ€‚ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใซ็Ž‹ใŒไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใงใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆไฝ•ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅ‘จ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆกไปถใ‚’็ˆถใฏ้ฃฒใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ่†จๅคงใช้‡‘้กใซใชใ‚‹้‡‘้Šญใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๅ•้กŒใ ใŒใ€็Ž‹ใฎๅคฑๆ…‹ใ‚’ๅ…ฌ่กจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏใ€็ˆถใฎๆ€งๆ ผใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€็Ž‹ๆ—ใฎๅจๅŽณใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚็ตถๅฏพใซใงใใชใ„ไบ‹ใ ใ€‚้€€ไฝใฎ็†็”ฑใจใ—ใฆๅๅˆ†ใช็†็”ฑใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…......ใŠๅ‰ใฏ้ฆฌ้นฟใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็†็”ฑใŒ้ฃฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ไบคๆธ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—็พๅฎŸใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็‰ฉไบ‹ใ‚’่ชžใ‚‰ใฌใ‹ใ€ ็Ž‹ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆœŸใซๅŠใ‚“ใงใ€ใพใ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅ„ชไฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ็คบใ™ไบ‹ใ‚’่ซฆใ‚ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏๆ•ฐๅนดใฏ้ฃŸใ†ใซๅ›ฐใ‚‰ใฌ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ้‡‘ใ‚’ใใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏ่…•ใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€็‹‚็Šฌใฏ่ฆใ‚‰ใฌใ€‚้‡‘ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใใซๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ๅจๅŽณใ‚’็คบใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ชžใ‚‹็Ž‹ใซใ€ๅฎถ่‡ฃใŸใกใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏ่ฝใก็€ใใŒๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ›ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚็Ž‹ใฏไธๅฏไพตใ‹ใค่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไธŠไฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅ…ฑ้€š่ช่ญ˜ใ‚’็ขบใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€ๆœŸใพใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ๅ“€ใ‚Œใชๅฅดใ ใชใ€ ใŸใ‚ๆฏๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใซๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ€ไฝ•ไบบใŒ่žใๅ–ใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใฏ่žใ“ใˆใŸใŒใ€ใใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’็†่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ๆฌกใฎๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใŒ็›ฎใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญปใญใ€ ่ถณ้Ÿณใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ๆญฉๆณ•ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ็Ž‹ใธ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‰ใ‚’ๅˆˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€็Ž‹ใฎ้ฆ–ใฏๆ–ญใกๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใƒใฃ......ใ€ ใจใชใ‚Šใซๅบงใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅฆƒใฎ่†ใฎไธŠใซ้ฆ–ใŒ่ปขใ’่ฝใกใ€็Ž‹ๅฆƒใฏๆๆ€–ใซๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚‚้ฉšๆ„•ใซๅŒๆง˜ใซๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ“ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่จ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅญใฎ่ฒฌไปปใฏ่ฆชใŒๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏ่ฆชใŒ้ฆ–่ฌ€่€…ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚็คบ่ซ‡ใฎๆกไปถใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใซใ€ใพใ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ฒฌไปปใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๆญปใ‚“ใงๅฝ“็„ถใ ใ€ ๆ‡็ด™ใงๅˆƒใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ„ใ€็ดใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใซใฏๆ‚ชๆ„ใฎๆฌ ็‰‡ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใšใฃใจใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎ็ˆถ่ฆชใฏ้ฆฌ้นฟใ ใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’......ใ€ ใ†ใ‚ใ”ใจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใคใถใ‚„ใใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏๅ็œใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ็ˆถ่ฆชใฎ่จ€ใ†ไบ‹ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†? 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Chapter 3: Can'T Repeat After a short silence, the audience chamber was in utter chaos. [ Why, within the presence of the King is he carrying a sword?? ] [ In the King's presence! ] [ What are the Imperial guards doing?? Quickly, arrest him! ] The civil servants edge back, the Knights on standby move forward. Inside the castle there is basic equipment. Like the Knights in the summoning room, all these Knights have the same short spear. [ Please wait! ] Imeraria cried, standing in front of Hifumi with her diminutive body. [ Hero-sama too, please hear my story. ] [ ..... Go ahead ] [ Thank you very much.... ] On her words not being disregarded, Imeraria was relieved a little. However, thinking about the problem, she braced herself. [ Wait, Imeraria. ] Imeraria looked up on hearing the King's voice. Though he was sitting on the throne in a relaxed manner, his countenance showed irritation. [ First of all, speak with us. Hero, we are Wilburken Godenhaim Orsongrande, the King of this country. ] Hifumi did not look away from Imeraria. [ H-Hero sama? ] [ I said I would listen to what you had to say. Say it quickly. ] On seeing Hifumi's complete disregard for him, the King angrily struck the armrest of the throne. [ Ignoring us! Even a Hero is not permitted to ignore us! Guards, arrest this fellow! It's fine if he's injured a little! ] Four members of the guard charged forward at the Royal decree, all of them were cut down in a single breath. Without being flashy, a precise swing of the sword killed efficiently. Watching the elegance and cruelty, everyone in the audience hall held their breath. [ Hero-sama ] [ What? ] [ Your name, please let us hear it. ] [ ....... Hifumi. ] Thinking a little, Hifumi answered with only his given name. His family name of Touno he might as well throw away. Killing the God, crossing over worlds, killing people. Though there were no lingering attachments to his family, Hifumi had come alone, he may have wanted to persuade himself of that. Hearing his name, Imeraria looked Hifumi in the eye and said [ Hifumi-sama, due to our selfish convenience, you were called to this world. I sincerely apologise to you. Truly, I am very sorry. ] The surrounding people murmured on seeing Imeraria bowing deeply. A member of the royal family is bowing to a rude person. In this world, where status is fixed and hierarchical relationships are the norm, this is clearly the exception. [ This situation, it is my fault. To calm Hifumi-sama's anger, I will do anything I can.... My life, you may end it right here if you wish. ] Imeraria's blue-eyed gaze don't waver from Hifumi. Demonstrating resolution, she awaited his words quietly. However, the King raised his voice. [ Foolish! How could such a thing happen! Isn't this person a Hero? Imeraria, explain. ] The King's voice shook with anger. [ Why should the princess lower her head? What did the Knights taking part in the Ritual do? Just what is going on?! ] [ ..... *Explanation* ] From Imeraria's mouth, the reality of the situation shocked people in the hall. Some Knights have already been murdered by the man called to save the country. And most surprising, blaming the king with a crime, no, to say such a thing warrants punishment. Towards the King, a monarch, such a thing is unacceptable. At least, according to the people in this world. [ Hifumi, there is still time. Kneel to us and swear to serve this country. With your ability, you can obtain a high position. The rudeness here, and the crime, we will overlook it. ] Though people were killed, it was a terrible remark, but from the reactions of the civil officials, the King's influence seems to hold much weight. With these impossibly favourable terms, the King looked down on Hifumi from the platform full of confidence. However, to the abnormal man standing there, it was a bad move. Hifumi spat and continued. [ Astonishing. A man of power who is also a complete fool. Do you not understand that your daughter is desperately trying to protect you, do you not understand your position? You should be begging me. I and your daughter, who you want to use for this country. You tried to deprive a man of his future, for your own selfish interests. ] [ Hi-Hifumi sama.... ] Imeraria's fears were realised, the situation was going terribly bad. However, it was too late. Several Knights charged towards Hifumi, but were killed instantly. Hifumi had already reached the pinnacle of fighting one-handed. The civil servants unable to take in the violence back up against the walls, and some sit down in fear. Only the Prince and the Queen seem able to watch the situation without turning pale. [ Th-Then how to say this? You cannot be returned to your former world, the way of repatriation is lost, only the Ritual of Summoning remains. ] On hearing the King's words, Hifumi looked at Imeraria. She confirmed it by avoiding his gaze and looking down. [ Everything is our fault. Therefore.... ] (Imeraria) [ If a parent obediently apologises, consent to money. Of course, your wish of leaving will be heard. Becoming the likes of a subordinate is unreasonable. ] [ Money, huh... ] [ The princess herself does not have any assets. Because it is rare to buy anything with one's purse. ] [ Of course, the country pays for this. ] [ Wh-Why.... ] [ The criminal is a King. The King's responsibility is the country's responsibility. That is how it is.... ] Hifumi did not really want a lot of money. He wanted enough for immediate funds in this world. However, he was unable to accept the King's attitude and wanted to see the reaction of the King and specified an amount of money. [ 30 percent of this country's treasury. Ah, I will receive a formal apology, of course. This nation's King who messed up, you will publicize this event so that it is common knowledge. ] [ That is.... ] Understanding wells in Imeraria. Her father cannot accept these conditions. Thought the amount of money mentioned is not a problem, but publicizing the King's blunder, with her father's character, will not be allowed because of the Royal family's dignity. Something like this is reason enough for abdication. [ Heh... Are you stupid? I cannot accept such a reason. Take a better look at reality if you want to negotiate. ] The King scoffed on listening to Hifumi's conditions. At this late a stage, he did not give up his superiority. [ Then, I will give you enough money to live easily for several years. You are somewhat talented, but a mad dog is not needed. On receiving the money, leave the castle immediately. ] In order to show dignity to the vassals who are somewhat settling down, the King talked as though he had the upper hand. The King's authority is higher than anyone else, they reassured themselves of that while exchanging glances. [ Until the end, he understands nothing. What a pathetic fellow. ] Hifumi muttered to himself, with a sigh mixed in. How many people were able to hear it? Though Imeraria heard him, before she understood, the next scene jumped into her eyes. [ Die. ] With silent footsteps, Hifumi draws near the King in an instant. With a sound like cutting grass, the King's head was cut off. [ Hiiii... ] The head tumbled down onto the Queen's lap, who was sitting to the side, she fainted in fear. Similarly, the Prince fainted too. [ H-How.... ] [ Parents take responsibility for their child. In this case, the parents are the masterminds. Furthermore, the conditions were given, yet not met, his death was but natural. ] , said Hifumi, without a trace of malice in his expression. [ Regrettable. You always thought of your father first, but he was stupid. ] [ B-But I took responsibility.... ] To Imeraria's incoherent muttering, Hifumi continued, [ You reflected. Did you follow what your father said after that? According to his own convenience, he tried to give reparations. So I killed him. ] The vassals were already lost for words. Feeling fear and confusion, no one moved. But one person, a younger Knight saw the princess burst into tears and ran towards Hifumi. [ Don't think you can get away with this! ] [ Slow. ] Hifumi judged it unnecessary to pull out his katana, passed by the side of the Knight with a quick movement, scooped his opponent's chin and threw him to the stone floor. [ Look. ] Told by Hifumi, Imeraria raised her head timidly. A hellish sight filled her view. Several corpses of Knights, her mother and brother, fainted on the platform. And..... [ All this is the result of the action your father took. All because of believing in that fool. ] Hifumi looked at Imeraria. [ The difference is, you reflected a little. ] It was a really self-centred point of view, but no one said anything. In a manner of speaking, a person who's been hurt takes revenge on the mastermind. According to the kingdom's laws, killing a kidnapper and escaping are natural rights, though Hifumi didn't know that. Though criminals are privately put to death, it is a King that has been killed, the situation is too abnormal. Imeraria was sitting down trying to organise her thoughts. Though unable to precisely understand the person in front of her, she carefully watched the situation. [ Well now. ] Hifumi looked around, a man stepped forward. It is well built man, around 50 years old. Because he stood near the throne, he might be a high level person in this place. [ You are? ] [ .... This country's Prime Minister, Adel Fiore Vinya. ] Hifumi stared expressionlessly at the man who was desperately trying to suppress his shaking knees. [ Don't be afraid. If you don't harm me, I will not harm you. Apart from that, take me to the treasury of this castle. Immediately. ] To Adel's doubtful expression, Hifumi declares lightly. [ Reparations have been met. ] Hifumi was led to the treasury by Adel, the soldiers on guard also entered, as asked by Adel. Entering the treasury, there were silver and gold coins were piled up. Half of them were stored in the Dark Hole. The promise was that of 30 percent, Adel looked at Hifumi in protest. [ The promise was already broken. Though a life was lost, but such a life is unworthy. ] Hifumi declared lightly. Looking at the airy treasury, Adel had given up on the national administration in the future, was walking unsteadily towards the exit with Hifumi following. Imeraria, who was crying before in the throne room, appeared. [ Hifumi-sama, please wait. ] [ What? My business here is done. ] [ First of all, this apology..... ] Hifumi looks at Imeraria suspiciously.magic The other party is a man that killed her father a moment ago. Logically speaking, it is hardly a thing to be able to simply forgive. [ This time, I was foolish and unaware. Though it does not change what has already happened, without thinking about the repercussions, I did this. And now.. ] Raising her head, Imeraria's face was expressionless, like a cool-headed statesman. [ Our country Orsongrande does not forgive you, I will support mother and my younger brother and make this country strong. And in time, when we are unreliant on others, we will take revenge. ] [ Fufu ] Unable to bear it, Hifumi burst out laughing. [ If you like, how about competing now? ] [ No, the present military power of our country will not be able to stand against you. This even I understand. It is my responsibility to set it up. After that, I will have my revenge. ] [ Is that so. Well then, I will look forward to that time...... ] [ Thank you. Now please leave as soon as possible. The exit is there. ] Hifumi started walking in the indicated direction. Imeraria raised a hand, stopping the Knight approaching Hifumi from the back. She knew it was useless. [ ....Have the Third Knight corps observe him until he leaves the country. Get me a detailed report. However, all attacks against him are prohibited. On leaving the country, the task goes to the Spy corps. ] Receiving Imeraria's orders, the Knight left. [ Father, please forgive the weak me who cannot beat the enemy. Soon, one day..... ] While watching Hifumi's back disappearing into the town, tears thought to have withered streamed down her cheeks. In such a way, the God-killer, the man that killed a King, was released into the world.
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156.Stop And Stare ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ้จ’ไนฑใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‚‚ใ€็›ดๆŽฅ็š„ใชไป‹ๅ…ฅใฏ่กŒใ‚ใชใ„ใ€ใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใซใ‚‚ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณๅดใซใ‚‚ๅŠ ๆ‹…ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅฎฃ่จ€ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไธกๅ›ฝใจใ‚‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅŽณใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฟใซ็•™ใ‚ใ€้›ฃๆฐ‘ใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใฏใ€่บซๅˆ†ใ‚’่จ˜้Œฒใ—ใŸใ†ใˆใงๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใฏ่จฑๅฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็Šถๆณ็š„ใซๅฐ่ฆๆจกใชๆˆฆไบ‰ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒไธกๅ›ฝใฎไธญๆžขใซๅฑŠใ„ใŸใŸใ‚ใซ่กŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆŽช็ฝฎใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใงใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉณใ—ใๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใธใฎๆ•‘ๆดใŒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€่ปฝใ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‹•ๅ‘ใฎๆ–นใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Š็ทŠๅผตๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๆณจ่ฆ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€็œŸๅฎŸใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่กŒๆ”ฟๆฉŸ้–ขไปฅๅค–ใฏใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณๅ…ตใฎๆšด่ตฐใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๆ–น้ขใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใ€็œ‰ใฒใจใคๅ‹•ใ‹ใ•ใšใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŸใกใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎๆˆฆไบ‰ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใงใ™ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๆ•ฃใ‚Šๆ•ฃใ‚Šใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็”บใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒ็พ็Šถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใจใฆใ‚‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ใจใฏๅ‘ผในใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€่™ๆฎบใŒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใซใ‚‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚? ใใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใƒ‰ใ‚ฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏๅ†ใณๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใธ็›ฎใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎๅ…ตใซๆ‚‰ใๆ•—ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚็พๅœจใฏใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใซ่ฟ‘ใ„็”บใ‚„ๆ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ้ฟ้›ฃใŒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใซๅผทใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ไป–ใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็‰นใซๅพ“่ป็ตŒ้จ“ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใ€้šŠใจใ—ใฆใฎ้€ฃๅ‹•ใ—ใŸ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅ…ตใŒใ€้˜ฒ่ก›ๅดใ‚’็ ดใ‚‹ใฎใฏไฝ™็จ‹ใฎๅŠ›้‡ๅทฎใŒ็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็ขบใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏใพใ ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅคœ็›—ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆ˜ผใ‚‚ๅคœใ‚‚ใชใ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใ€ๆ‰‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฏใ€ๅฐใ•ใใฆใ‚‚ๅ‰ฒใจ่ฉฑใŒใงใใ‚‹ไบบใŒๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใซใชใฃใฆใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ไฝฟ็ฏ€ใฎไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบใŸใกใงใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ ใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‚’่จชๅ•ใ—ใŸไฝฟ่€…ใŸใกใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ใจใฆใ‚‚ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆšด่ตฐใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ”ฟๅบœใซใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Šถๆณใซๆ•ๆ„Ÿใชๅ•†ไบบใŸใกใฏ้€€้ฟใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๅ•†ๅฃฒ้“ๅ…ทใ‚„ๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใฏ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅๅฟœใŒๆ—ฉใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใคใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ไธ€่ˆฌใฎๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚้›ฃๆฐ‘ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็‰นใซไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ„ใˆใ€ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใ‚’็ฝฎใใ€่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใƒ‰ใ‚ฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅฏพๅฟœใ™ในใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใŒไธๅœจใฎไปŠใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ตใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็œŸไผผใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใŒๆˆปใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฏใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ๅ‘ผๅธ็ฝฎใใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ใฆใใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ๆคœๆŸปใ‚„็ขบ่ชใ€ๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅŽ้›†ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ในใใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฎๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใ‚‚ๆ•ดใˆใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ๆœ€ๅนดๅฐ‘ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใซใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅฃใ€…ใซๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ไบบๅ“กใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใจใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใซไปปใ›ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œไปปใ›ใฆใ€‚ไบบๅ“กใซใฏใพใ ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚่ญฆๅ‚™ใจ้˜ฒ่ก›ใฎไบบๅ“กใ‚‚ๅข—ใ‚„ใ•ใชใ„ใจใญใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ไผ‘ใพใ›ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰็ใ—ใโ€œไผ‘ใฟโ€ใฎ่ฉฑใŒๅ‡บใŸใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใณใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใฆ้ป™ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒไธๆบ€ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅ…จๅ“กใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้จ’ๅ‹•ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏใ™ใงใซ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใธ้€ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงๅธฐใฃใฆใใฆใ€ใพใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’็ชใฃ่พผใ‚€ใฎใฏๆ˜Ž็™ฝใงใ™ใ€‚ๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ใใฎใพใพใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซ้€ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ไปŠใฎ็•™ๅฎˆ้ƒจ้šŠใŒใใฎใพใพใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๆ–น้ข่ปๆ‰ฑใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ไปŠใฎใ†ใกใซไผ‘ใพใ›ใฆใŠใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ€ไฝ™่จˆใชๆ่€—ใŒๅ‡บใพใ™ใ€ ๅ่ซ–ใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ๅ‡บใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณๅ…ตใฎๆšด่ตฐใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใงใ™ใ‚‰ๆญฃ็ขบใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏๆŽดใ‚ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ˜ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ใจ่ขซๅฎณใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅคงใใช้ƒจ้šŠใŒ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅฐ‘ไบบๆ•ฐใฎใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใŒ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่ขซๅฎณใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆใ„ใใ†ใˆใ€่‡ช่ปๅดใŒ็‰‡ใฃ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•—้€€ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๆ•ตใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€Œๅ‚ทใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใ›ใšๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ไฟกใ˜ใŒใŸใ„ๅ†…ๅฎนใ—ใ‹ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹! ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฏไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ !ใ€ ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฎ้ขใ€…ใฏใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๅคงใ—ใŸๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„็Šถๆณใซใ€่‹›็ซ‹ใกใŒ็ฉใ‚‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎฃๆˆฆๅธƒๅ‘Šใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€้€ฃ็ตกไธ€ใค็„กใ„ใ€‚ใŠใพใ‘ใซใ€ๆ‘ใ‚‚็”บใ‚‚ๆ”ปใ‚ๆป…ใผใ™ใ ใ‘ใง็ตฑๆฒปใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใจใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚‹ใง็‹‚ไบบใ ใ€‚ใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎ้€ฃไธญๅ…จ้ƒจใŒ็‹‚ใฃใŸใจใ—ใ‹่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€ ๅฃใ€…ใซใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใ‚’้ž้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใŒ็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใฏ่ชฐใซใ‚‚ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใซๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€็„กๅŠ›ๆ„Ÿใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใงๅฏพๅฟœใงใใ‚‹็Šถๆณใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚่ขซๅฎณใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚ใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ›ฝใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’้›†ไธญใ—ใฆๅฐใ˜่พผใ‚ใ‚’่กŒใ†ในใใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‚„ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใฏใ“ใฎ้š›ใ€ๆœ€ๅฐ้™ใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใงๅ……ๅˆ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซใฏๅคšใใฎไบบๅ“กใ‚’็ ”ไฟฎใฎใŸใ‚ใซ้€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•™ๅฐŽ้ƒจ้šŠใ‚‚ๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใ•ใ‹ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€ ๅคงไฝ“ใฎๆ–น้‡ใŒๆฑบใพใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‚’ๆŽ’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„็”บใ‚’้˜ฒ่ก›็ทšใจใ—ใฆๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ่จญๅฎšใ—ใŸๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใ€ไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใซ้€€ๅŽปๅ‹งๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅ›ฝๅ†…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ตๅŠ›ใ‚’้›†ไธญใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฑบใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใซใฏใ€็‰นใซใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใซ่ฟ‘ใ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ้ž้›ฃใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ€Œใงใฏ่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ่„…ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ€ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€ใ“ใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ€ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใจใ„ใ†็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆ้–“ใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅ›ฝใฏใ€ใใฎ็Ÿญใ„็”Ÿๆถฏใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ไบ”ๆ—ฅใปใฉใŸใกใ€่ฟ‘้šฃใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ไบˆๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…จไฝ“ใฎๅŠๅˆ†ใŒ้›†็ตใงใใŸใ“ใ‚ใ€ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใซๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใ„ใ†้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถ้›†ๅˆไฝ“ใ‚’ๆœ€ๅคงใฎๅฑๆฉŸใซ่ฟฝใ„ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ไพตๆ”ปใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆไผš่ญฐๅฎคใธ่ปขใŒใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ใ€ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใฏไธ€ๅŒๆƒใฃใฆๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‹ใช่ฆ–็ทšใงๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ›ดไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎไพตๆ”ปใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ่ปใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆœ€ไธญใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณๆ–น้ขใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“! ๅๅฏพๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใจ!ใ€ ๆค…ๅญใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ๅ‹ขใ„ใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸไธญๅนดใฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใฏใ€้ก”ใ‚’็ด…ๆฝฎใ•ใ›ใฆใ€่ˆˆๅฅฎใซไปปใ›ใฆๅซใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใŒๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ไผไปคใฏใ€ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใงใ™......้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใŒใ€่’้‡Žใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงๆŒ™ใ—ใฆๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใพใ—ใŸ! ใ“ใ“ใพใงไธ‰ๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใฏๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใง้™ฃใ‚’ๆ•ทใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ—ใŸ......ใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ ใจ? ใใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏๆญฃ็ขบใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใฆๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็ฐ่‰ฒใฎ่‚Œใ‚’ใ—ใŸ่ปๅ‹ขใŒไธฆใณใ€ๅคงๅฐ†ใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็”ทใŒ้’ใ„่‚Œใฎ้ฆฌใซไน—ใ‚Šใ€่ปใฎๆญฃ้ขใซๅ ‚ใ€…ใจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ ใใฎๅพŒใ€ๅง”ๅ“กไผšใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๆ•‘ๆดใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฑบๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ…ƒใธใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎๆˆฆๆณใจใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่ปใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจๅฏพๅณ™ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎไผไปคใฏใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆๆฅใŸใจใ ใ‘ไผใˆใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใฆใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅŽปใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็พๅœจไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใธไผใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใจๆฅใŸใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ€ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ€ๅ†…ๅฎนใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚‚่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ•ใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใซไผšใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใจๆ—…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใใซใ€่’้‡Žใงๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฅณๆ€งใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ•ใ‚“ใฏ็‰นใซ็ถบ้บ—ใชไบบใงใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ๅฃใฎ็ซฏใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ€็œ‰ใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใฆใ€ใใฎ......ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ‚ชใ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆ......ใ€ ใใฎๆ™‚ใซๅทๆณฃใ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉๆ‚”ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๅคง็ฒ’ใฎๆถ™ใ‚’็›ฎใซใŸใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‹ใ€‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใ‚„ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใชใ€‚......ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๆ”ปใ‚ใŸใฎใฏไฟบใจๆˆฆใ†่ฆšๆ‚ŸใŒใงใใŸใฎใ‹? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€็›ดๆŽฅใ‹ใกๅˆใ†ใฎ้ฟใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ–ใจใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใฎใ‹......ใชใ‚“ใซใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏๆฅฝใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆˆฆใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎ่ฉ•ไพกใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸๅฃฐใงๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใ ใชใ€‚ไธญใซใฏ็‰นๆฎŠใช่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅผทๅŠ›ใช้šœๅฃใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ‚„ใคใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใ—ใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใงใ‹ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‚ ๆฅฝใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใžใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŠ›ใฎๅผทใ„ใฎใ‚‚็ตๆง‹ใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใƒกใ‚คใƒณใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ ใชใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้›ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใชใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผ......้›ปๆฐ—ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้›ทใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚? ใ‚ใ‚Œใฎๅฐใ•ใ„ๅฅดใ‚’ๆ“ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œ้›ทใ‚’......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’่žใ„ใŸไบŒไบบใฏใ€้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ๅŒใ˜ใ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใซใจใฃใฆใ€ๆƒณๅƒใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅๅฟœใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ—ใฆใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใง่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใ€ใจ่ƒธใซใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Š่ฉณใ—ใใชใ„ใŒใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใธใฎๅฟœ็”จใ‚„ใ‚‰้€Ÿๅบฆใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒไธ€็•ชใ€ๆฌกใซใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใชใ€‚็ฃไบบใฏใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใใ‚‹ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใพใ ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆๆ—ฅใŒๆต…ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ„ใšใ‚Œใซใ›ใ‚ˆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใ‚‰ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่ป้šŠใฏๅคงใ—ใŸๆ—ฅๆ•ฐใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšๅ…จๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไบˆๆƒณใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ‰ๆใฏใคใใ‘ใฉใชใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใฎๅ‹ๆฉŸใฏใ€้˜ฒ่ก›ๅดใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒๆˆฆไบ‰ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒใใ‚Œใ‚’ใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใ ใ€ ไธ–ไปฃใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎ้•ทๆœŸ้–“ใ€ๅคš็จฎๆ—ใจ้š”็ตถใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏใ€ๅŒๆ—ๅŒๅฃซใฎๅฐ็ซถใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‚„ใ€้ญ”็‰ฉ้€€ๆฒปไปฅๅค–ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜่กŒ็‚บใฏๆœช็ตŒ้จ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใจใฎ้•ทใ„ๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚‚้ ใ„ๆ˜”ใฎ่ฉฑใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไผ่žใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ–‡็Œฎใงๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใฟใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฎๅ†็พใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅฏพไบบ้–“ใซใคใ„ใฆใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆๅ‹•ใใฎใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฉบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใช......ไฝ•ๅ›žใ‹ๆฎต้šŽใ‚’่ธใ‚“ใงๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅฃใงไบบ้–“ๅดใŒๅ‹•ใใ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ใใฎๆททไนฑใฎไธญใง้–“่€…ใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚Š่พผใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ้ขใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใ†ใ ใ‘ใงๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใชใ‚“ใ–ใ€้ซ˜ใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบˆๅ‚™ๅ…ตๅŠ›ใ‚„ๅ…ต็ณงใ€้€ƒ่ตฐใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใฎใƒซใƒผใƒˆใ‚„ใ€้€†ใซๅ›žใ‚Š่พผใ‚ใŸใ‚Šไผๅ…ตใ‚’ๆฝœใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏโ€œใใฃใกๅดโ€ใซใ„ใชใ„ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ“ใจใŒๅคšใ„ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็ญ”ใˆใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ•™ใˆใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’้‡่ฆ่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏไบบ้–“ใซๅค‰่ฃ…ใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๆ•ตใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใซใงใ‚‚ๅŒ–ใ‘ใฆไบบ้–“ๅดใซไฝ•ไบบใ‹้€ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ€ใพใŸๅฐ็ซถใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใงใ‚‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใใ„ใคใ‚’ๅ›žๅŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅฏพ็ญ–ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏๆ…Ž้‡ๆดพใฎ้ƒจ้กžใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฉ•ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธใ‚‚้–“่€…ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ ่ปฝใ้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๅฑๆฉŸๆ„Ÿใฏๅพฎๅกตใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไธญใงใ‹ใฟ็ •ใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซๅ‹ใก็›ฎใฏ็„กใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ใŸใ ใงใ•ใˆใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใจใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใซไบบๅ“กใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ•™ๅฐŽ้ƒจ้šŠใ‚’้€ใฃใŸใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใใ“ใพใงๆˆฆๅŠ›ใŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใฎ้›†ๅˆไฝ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ๅ‘ฝไปค็ณป็ตฑใ‚‚ๆฑบใ—ใฆๆ•ดใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใง็„กใใจใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ๅผทๅŠ›ใชๅŠฉๅŠ›ใŒ็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏ่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฆๅฎšใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏๅŠฉใ‘ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใงใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ๅดใซ?ใ€ ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๅฐ‹ใญใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚้•ใ†ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฆๅฎšใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใฉใฃใกใ‹ใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นใซใชใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้ ญใ‚’ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใœใ€ ๆ‰‹่ข‹ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ€ไธ€ๆœฌใšใคๆŒ‡ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ€ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ......ไปŠใฏไธ‰ใคใฎๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใŒๆˆฆๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๆœฌใ€ๆŒ‡ใŒไผธใณใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใŒๅ››ใคใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅˆฅใซๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๅ››ๆœฌใฎๆŒ‡ใ‚’ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใจๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ“ใŒๅ‹ใคใ‹ใฎ่ณญใ‘ใ‚’้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใฆ่ณญใ‘ใŒๆˆ็ซ‹ใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏใพใ ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚„ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใจใ„ใฃใŸไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใซใคใ„ใฆใฎ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใŒ่ฟฝใ„ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€่ฉฑใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใšใซๅ›ฐใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 156: Stop And Stare Orsongrande and Horant decided to not directly interfere in Vichy's disturbances. With this being a declaration that they won't support either Vichy's nor Pyursang's side, both countries stopped at just fortifying their border's defence. In the case of an outbreak of refugees, they wanted to give permission for entering their countries based upon the refugee's recorded social status. It's a measure they adopted because of the reports, stating that it's likely a small scale war according to the situation, that reached both countries' central governments. If they had more detailed reports regarding the turmoil in Pyursang, they might have gone to reinforce Vichy. Of course that doesn't mean they looked at it lightly, but because they closely observed the movements of Hifumi, whose territory is adjacent to Vichy, while feeling rather tense, they never became aware of the truth. That is, with the exception of Fokalore's administration. "A rampage by Pyursang's soldiers, it is?" (Caim) Reviewing the report from a solider of Fokalore who has gathered intelligence about Vichy's area, Caim returned his look to the assembled civil officials in the room without moving a single eyebrow. "It's related to the war between Vichy and Pyursang, but it seems the current situation is such that Pyursang's soldiers have scattered and are attacking the surrounding cities. They are carrying out massacres that can't be called battles at all. That's what the report states." (Caim) "Vichy's side has soldiers as well, don't they? What are those guys doing?" (Doelgar) Upon Doelgars's question, Caim lowers his sight on the report once again. "It looks like they have been defeated all together by Pyursang's soldiers. At present they are apparently evacuating the people from the villages and cities close to Pyursang." (Caim) "They are that strong?" (Miyukare) Everyone else had the same opinion upon Miyukare's question. Especially from the point of view of Miyukare who has campaign experience, it was unbelievable for the defending side to be torn apart by soldiers, who don't work together in units and whose numbers are insufficient, unless there's quite the difference in ability. "We still don't have precise information, but it appears that they are mostly operating like night burglars. They attack at random while travelling without caring whether it's night or day." (Caim) "Even though Pyursang is small, I thought that the person who became king is relatively capable of negotiations, but... The people from the delegation were ordinary people, too." (Brokra) Brokra says while remembering the envoys who visited Fokalore. It didn't seem like a government that will do such reckless acts at all, was Brokra's impression. "It seems that merchants, who are sensitive to information, are beginning to evacuate. It's hopeless for them to survive if their goods and tools are stolen. Their reaction towards new information is quick. Being lured by that, refugees from the ordinary citizens will likely appear as well." (Caim) "What about Pyursang?" (Doelgar) "They aren't doing anything in particular. No, they can't do anything." (Caim) Putting down the report, Caim fixed his eyes on the asking Doelgar. "We should be able to deal with them if they come attacking our side, but with Lord-sama currently absent, we can't move the soldiers as we please. Even if we do, that's probably something for when Lord-sama has returned." (Caim) "Caim-san." (Paryu) Paryu takes a short pause to confirm that Caim's line of sight turned towards herself. "If there's a possibility of people escaping, we should gather information, confirm and examine it, and have all soldiers cooperate. It's wrong if we don't prepare for accepting the refugees." (Paryu) Everyone agrees with the opinion of Paryu who is the youngest. "Then, I will leave the assignment of personnel to you, Miyukare and Paryu." (Caim) "Sure. There's still leeway as for the personnel. We have to also increase the number of guards and defenders." (Miyukare) "No, please let the soldiers rest as much as possible." (Caim) Because of the unusual word "rest" appearing from Caim's mouth, everyone turned silent due to being startled. Caim slowly looked at everyone. "The news about the turmoil have already been sent to Lord-sama. It's obvious that he will come back flying and poke his nose in Vichy's affairs while leading soldiers again. There's no way that we can send the soldiers, who only returned, to Vichy just like that, right? The currently stationed unit will handle the battle in Vichy's area. If we don't have them rest for now, unnecessary losses will appear among them." (Caim) There wasn't a single objection. Even Vichy's central committee wasn't able to grasp precise information regarding the rampage of Pyursang's soldiers. Although the damage is spreading slowly, it's not like they are moving in a large unit. On top of increasing the damage while moving in small groups, their own troops just get defeated systematically as it's said the the enemy [Attacks without even minding being injured] . Nothing but such unbelievable details are being reported. "What are we going to do!? What is Pyursang thinking!?" The members of the central committee lose their temper as they can do nothing but confirm that neither of them possesses any relevant information even after meeting up.magic "Let alone a declaration of war, there's no contact from their side at all. In addition, they don't even try to rule the cities and villages but just destroy them utterly..." "Just like the act of madmen. It's not only Minoson either. I can't think anything but the entire lot from Pyursang having gone mad." The severally mentioned accusations towards Pyursang vanish without anyone being able to react. What's left is just a feeling of powerlessness. "It's already a situation that can't be dealt with by the various cities themselves. For the sake of not spreading the damage, we should entrap the enemy by concentrating our country's military strength just like before." "Yes, it's probably plenty to leave a minimum of troops to deal with Horant's and Orsongrande's side on this occasion." "We have sent a lot of personnel to Fokalore for training purposes. Training units from Fokalore have also come to our cities. There's no way that Orsongrande's side will come attacking in such situation." At the moment they decided a rough plan, they selfishly established a city, which hadn't sent a committee member, as line of defence and one-sidedly announced a recommendation for evacuation. At the same time they decided to gather the military forces from within the country. There was a lot of criticism towards that manner of handling things especially from the cities close to Pyursang. But, being threatened with [Then we will just abandon you] , they weren't able to oppose the decision either. With this, the turmoil will finish and the just newly established country named Pyursang will have its short lifetime come to an end Five days later, at the time when half of the entire forces had been assembled from the neighbouring cities, a report, which was delivered to the central committee, plunged the city-state assembly called Vichy into the worst-possible crisis. "W-We are being invaded!" The members of the central committee had all gathered and greeted the soldier, who rushed into the council room, with cold stares. "What are you saying at this point in time? We are in the middle of moving the army in order to hold back the invasion of that Pyursang, aren't we?" "No, it's not from Pyursang's direction! It's from the opposite side!" "What did you say!?" A middle-aged committee member, who stood up with the force of knocking over his chair, shouted while succumbing to an agitation that made his face blush. "Meaning Orsongrande is attacking!?" The messenger denied those words by shaking his head. "I-It's demons... an army of demons came attacking in great numbers from the wastelands! It took me three days to get here, but it looks like they had taken up position on the other side of the national border when I left..." "Demons, you say? Is that information correct?" "I saw them with my very own eyes. Troops with grey skin lining up and a man on horse with blue skin, who's likely the general, boldly standing in front of the army." After that it didn't take much time for the committee to decide sending a request for reinforcements to Fokalore. At the time he left the royal capital, the news of the war progress between Vichy and Pyursang as well as the stand-off of the demon's army against Vichy reached Hifumi's location. Just reporting that he received instructions from Caim, the messenger from Fokalore hands over the written report and quickly leaves again. It's in order to convey Hifumi's current location to Caim. "They finally came, huh?" (Hifumi) "The demons, you mean?" (Origa) Receiving the written report from Hifumi, Origa scans through its contents. Stretching her neck at Origa's side, Viine took a peek as well. "Come to think of it, I met with the demon's king called Vepar-san. When I was travelling with Puuse-san and the others, we ran into her in the wastelands. Just as woman, Vepar-san was a particularly beautiful person, but..." (Viine) She frowns while lowering the edges of her mouth. "Did something happen?" "Apparently knowing about you, master, umm... she talked badly about you..." (Viine) Recalling the degree of her frustration which made her wail at that time, large drops of tears accumulated in Viine's eyes. "Vepar, huh? She properly became their king. Does her attack on Vichy mean that she was able to resolve herself to fight against me? Or did she deliberately choose Vichy while avoiding a direct clash with me...? At any rate, it will likely become more enjoyable than Horant." (Hifumi) "Hifumi-sama, the ones called demons, how do they fight?" (Origa) Origa, who heard Vepar's assessment of Hifumi from Viine, asks with a voice that contained her anger. "Their strength lies in magic. It seems that there are many among them who possess unique abilities. There was a guy who could create strong barriers. And there was also another guy who could turn his voice into an attack." (Hifumi) "It was fun!" Hifumi smiles. "Their abilities and strength was splendid as well, but their main is magic, I guess. Which reminds me, there was also a guy who could use electric shocks, wasn't there?" (Hifumi) Not understanding the words' meaning, Viine looked at Origa, but Origa mentions that she doesn't understand either. "Ah... electricity. No, there's lightning, right? It's something like manipulating a small version of that phenomenon, I suppose." (Hifumi) "Lightning..." After hearing Hifumi's explanation, both looked at each other. For them, who can use similar magic, it was something they couldn't imagine. Receiving such reactions, there was something Hifumi thought of for a bit, but as it couldn't be helped even if he mentioned it here, he kept silent. "I'm not very knowledgeable about magic, but as for its practical use and deployment speed in battle, the demons are the best, then the elves and at last the humans, I guess. I don't know how much magic the beastmen can use, but aren't they far below humans as it still hasn't been long since they became able to use it at all?" (Hifumi) "In any event, if the demons' opponent is Vichy's military, it's very likely that they will be annihilated within a few days", Hifumi predicted. "That's under the premise that they are intending to really attack Vichy though. Vichy's chance of winning lies in the fact that they are the defending side and that the demons themselves aren't accustomed to war. It depends on what Vepar is planning regarding that." (Hifumi) The demons, who were isolated from the other races for the extended period of several generations passing, have no combat experience besides fighting amongst themselves and subjugating monsters. Even the long battle against the elves is a talk from a distant past, and only remains in books and hearsay. Can they return? And how do they plan to move against the humans? "If it were you, how would you handle it, Hifumi-sama?" (Origa) Hifumi looked up to the sky upon Origa's question. "Let's see... starting with battles in several steps, I would watch how the humans' side reacts. And then I would have spies infiltrate while using the confusion." (Hifumi) "Something like the intelligence from just facing each other in battle is of no importance. The reserve forces, provisions, a route in case of retreat, and in reverse, places where it's possible for the enemy to circle around and stage an ambush; there are many such facts you won't know unless you are on Hearing the reply to Origa's question, Viine understood why Reni, who received Hifumi's teaching, regarded information highly. "It seems that demons can disguise as humans. After sending in some people into the humans' camp by having them disguise as the enemy's soldiers, they can recover them while having skirmishes once again. And then they can form counter-plans." (Hifumi) "Since Vepar believes in cautiousness, she might possibly thinking like this", Hifumi evaluated. "Then there's also the possibility that a spy will enter Fokalore as well, right?" (Origa) "That's to be expected." (Hifumi) There isn't even a shred of sensing impeding danger as Hifumi nods lightly. "Will we help Vichy then?" (Origa) In addition to them having to split their forces for the battle with Pyursang, one can't say that Vichy's military prowess raised that much even after sending in training units. Moreover, seeing that they are an assembly of city-states, there's no way that they have prepared a chain of command either. Even if it's not Fokalore, Vichy will probably lose unless they get powerful assistance from somewhere. However, Hifumi denied that. "No, we won't help Vichy." (Hifumi) "... Then it'll be the demons' side?" (Viine) Hifumi denied Viine's timid question with a "it's something else." "There's no necessity to become an ally of either side, right? Let's keep our thinking a bit more flexible." (Hifumi) Showing the left hand which was covered by the glove, he raises one finger for each. "The demons, Pyursang and Vichy... currently those three powers are heading towards the battlefield. In that case..." (Hifumi) He held up yet another finger. "Even if a fourth power joins, it probably won't matter." (Hifumi) While slowly swaying four fingers he laughs and says "it might be fun to take bets which side is going to win, you know?" Origa smiles and says [In that case my bet on you, Hifumi-sama, won't come true] . Viine was troubled as she couldn't follow the conversation since her knowledge about the human countries, Vichy and Pyursang, still wasn't up to date.
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ๅ†ใณๆˆฆใ„ใŒๆœฌๆ ผๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจใ€้จŽๅฃซใ‚‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚‚่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ€็ทŠๅผตใฎ้ขๆŒใกใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฌๆ˜Žใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไฝœๆˆฆใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใŸใกใฏใ€้•ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใฎ็ทŠๅผตใซ็กฌ็›ดใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝœๆˆฆใฏๅ˜็ด”ใ ใ€‚ๆ•ตใ‚’ๅ›ฝๅขƒใงๆŒ‘็™บใ—ใ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใธ่ช˜ๅฐŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ•ตใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝๅœŸใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใฆๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝๅ†…ใธๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใจใ“ใ‚ใง่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่ฅฒใ„ใ€ไบบ็š„่ฃœ็ตฆใŒใงใใชใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใฎๆ•ตใ‚’ๆฎฒๆป…ใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ไปŠใฒใจใค็†่งฃใŒใงใใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใŸใ ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใŒใ€ไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆ่žใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้šŠ้•ทใ€่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œๅ›ฝๅ†…ใธ่ช˜ๅฐŽใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฎไบ‹ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๆ‘ใพใงๆ•ตใ‚’ใŠใณใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ“ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใซใ‚‚ๅ‹•ๆบใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๅผท็ƒˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใฎๆ‘ใ‚’ๆ›ดใซ้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใพใง้€€ใใ€ ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใๅง‹ใ‚ใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒๅ‡บๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ๆ‘ใฎ่€…ใŸใกใ‚„ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎไฝๆฐ‘ใŒๅฑ้™บใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‘ใฎ่€…ใฏ้ฟ้›ฃใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ่ก—ใธ่ฟซใ‚Œใฐใ€้ ˜ๅ…ตใŒ้˜ฒ่ก›ใซไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใŒ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฅฒใˆใฐใ€ๆŒŸๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚„ๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚‚่ฝใก็€ใใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใ€้€†ใซใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’่ณž่ณ›ใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ๆ™บ่ฌ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใพใ›ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใซใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใ‚’่ช‰ใ‚ใใ‚„ใ™ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใจ้•ใ„ใ€ไธ€้ƒจใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ‚’้š ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎไฝœๆˆฆใซใฏ็ถšใใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ่ปใ‚’ๆ’ƒ็ ดใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ใใฎใพใพใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใง้ ˜ไธป้คจใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏๆˆฆ็ทšใธๅ‡บใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใ‚’ๆ€ฅ่ฅฒใ—ใ€ๆฎบๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎใ ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใฏๆ‘ไบบใ‚’้ฟ้›ฃใ•ใ›ใ‚ใ€‚่ฟ‘้šฃใฎๅˆฅใฎๆ‘ใธไธ€ๆ™‚้ฟ้›ฃใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ„ใ„ใ€ ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒใ€ๆ•ฐๅใฎๅ…ตใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆ‘้•ทใธ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ้šŠใ‚’้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ็‰ฉใฏๆˆฆใ„ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไธ€ๆ™‚้–“ๅพŒใซใฏๅ‡บ็™บใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎๅทไปคใซใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๅฃฐใ‚’ๆƒใˆใฆๅฟœใˆใŸใ€‚ ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒไฝœๆˆฆๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ ƒใ€็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏ้ฆฌใงใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆ—ฉๆœใซใพใจใพใฃใฆๆ‘ใ‚’ใงใ‚‹ใพใงใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉ่ฉฑใ™ใ“ใจใชใใ€ๆ•็ธ›ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใฎใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎไพๅพ“ใจใ—ใฆไป˜ใๆทปใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้šŠๅ“กใŸใกใฏ่จใ—ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใŒไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†้“ใ‚’่กŒใในใใ‹ใฎๆ–นใŒ้‡่ฆใช้–ขๅฟƒไบ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไธญใซใฏ้šŠใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆ้ฆ–้ƒฝใธๅธฐใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซ้šŠ้•ทใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ๅ‹•ใใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎ้šŠๅ“กใŒไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใซ้ฆฌใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆ่žใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๆŠ‘ๆšใฎใชใ„ๅฃฐใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใธๆˆปใ‚Šใ€่ก—ใฎใใฐใง้‡Žๅ–ถใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ€‚ใ„ใšใ‚Œ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๆˆปใฃใŸ้š›ใซๅ†ๅบฆๅˆๆตใ‚’ๆ‰“่จบใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚’ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใƒฉใจ่ฉฑใ—ใ€ๅพŒใฏ้ป™ใฃใŸใพใพใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใฎใง้šŠๅ“กใŸใกใฏ็„ก่จ€ใงๅพ“ใ„ใ€่ƒธไธญใซไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใพใพ้ฆฌใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎ้ฆฌใฎๆจชใ‚’ๆญฉใใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใ€่ชฐใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใงใปใใ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ (็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้€ฃไธญใฏไฝ•ใ‹่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใฏใฉใ†ใ›ไฝฟใ„ๆจใฆใฎๆด—่„ณๅ…ตใ—ใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒ็„กใ„ใ€‚ๅพŒใฏใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅˆฅใฎ่ปใ‚’้€ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ๅฅชใˆใ‚‹) ใ“ใฎ็ญ–ใŒใ†ใพใ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒ–ใƒฉใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใงๆ–ฐใŸใชๅœฐไฝใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ด„ๆŸใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ (ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฏ้ ญใงใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ต้šŠใฏ้ ญใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ๅฅดใซๆถˆ่€—ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ€่บซใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚„) ใ€Œ็พฉๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠๅ‘ผใณใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ“ใซใฏ่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„็—ฉใ›ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ็›ด็ซ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่ถณใ‚’ๆƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏ็†Ÿ็ทดใฎ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ€ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใธๅบงใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‹•ใ‹ใฌใพใพใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตใ‚’็ดนไป‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผใฏใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใจใ„ใ†้ ˜่ปใฎๅ…ตใงใญใ€‚ๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅŽ้›†ใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใงใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚้ ผใ‚Šใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใจใ„ใ†ๅ…ตใฏใƒ“ใ‚ทใƒƒใจ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅŽ้›†......ไฝ•ใ‹ๅ‹•ใใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฌๆ˜Žใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏ......ใ€ ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใฏๅฑ…ไฝใพใ„ใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใฆใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๆ–นใธ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นๆฎฟใฏใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒไป˜่ฟ‘ใธๅฑ•้–‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ่ปใ‚’้‡ฃใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใธใŠใณใๅฏ„ใ›ใฆๆˆฆใ†็ญ–ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ€่กŒๅ‹•ใซ็งปใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎๆ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€่ˆฌๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใฏ้€€ๅŽปใ•ใ›ใ€ๆ‘ใ‚’้€š้Žใ—ใฆใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใพใงๆ•ตใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒ้ ˜่ปใจใฎ้€ฃๆบใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆๆŒŸๆ’ƒใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใซๅญค็ซ‹ใ•ใ›ใŸๆ•ต่ปใ‚’ๆฎฒๆป…ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅ†…ๅฎนใงใ™ใ€‚ใ™ใงใซๅ›ฝๅขƒใธๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ้€ฒ่ปใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ—ใ€ไปŠ้ ƒใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ่ปใจๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ ƒใ‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใƒฉใจ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆŒŸๆ’ƒ? ็พฉๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจ้€ฃๆบใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚“ใช่ฉฑใฏๆฅใฆใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ€ไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใใ‚‰ใใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใ“ใฃใกใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ‰‹ๆŸ„ใจใ—ใฆไธปๅผตใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚็‰ฉ่ชžใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€โ€œๅ‘ๅŠฃใชๆ–นๆณ•ใงๅฅ‡่ฅฒใ—ใ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใธไพตๅ…ฅใ‚’่จฑใ™ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใงใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’่จŽใกๆžœใŸใ—ใŸโ€ใฃใฆใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œไฝœใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ๅๅฏพใฎไธปๅผตใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ„ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎ็‹™ใ„ใ‚’ๆญฃ็ขบใซ่ฆ‹ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅพŒใŒ็„กใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใซๅ–ใฃใฆใ€็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๅฃŠๆป…ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ไปŠใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพๆŠ—ใงใใ‚‹ๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€็Ž‹ๅญๆดพใฎ็ญ†้ ญใจใ—ใฆๆจฉๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎไธญใงใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใงใใ‚Œใฐ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆดพใฎๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Šใ€็พฉๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆฎบๅฎณใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œๅ›ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ›ใŸใก็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚‚็‹™ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ•ใ€ ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆดพใฎ่จผ่จ€ใŒ็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎๆตใ‚Œใ‚’่จผๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ ใ‘ใจใชใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ็›ฎ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‚‚ใ“ใฃใกใ‚‚ใ€้ ญใŒ็—›ใ„ไบ‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€็พฉๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™?ใ€ ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎ็ญ–ใซไน—ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ่จชใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝ“็„ถใ€‚ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅ่ฉฑใ—ใŸ็ญ–ใ‚‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ™‚ใฎใŸใ‚ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ•ใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตๅฎถใฏ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใธๆญฃๅผใซไพ้ ผใ—ใŸใ„ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ ใ€ŒใŠไผบใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใช้ก”ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏใ„ใŸใšใ‚‰ใฃใฝใ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผไฝๆฐ‘ๅ…จๅ“กใฎ่ญท่ก›ใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ก—ใฎๅค–ใงใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฏ?ใ€ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏใ€‚ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใธๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸไผไปคใฎๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒ็„กใ„ใ“ใจใซ่‹›็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใ€ใ™ใงใซใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎๅ‘ฝใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใซๆฎ‹ใ—ใŸ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๆ‰€ๅฑžใฎๅ…ตใฏๅ…จใฆๆ‹˜ๆŸใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‹่ก“ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ€‚่ก—ใฎ้–€ใธใจๆ•ตใŒๆฎบๅˆฐใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใšใ‚Œใซใ›ใ‚ˆ้ ˜ๅ…ตใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ•ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใพใ„ใ€ ๆ—ขใซๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ๆŒ‘็™บ้ƒจ้šŠใซๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’ๆ”ปใ‚ใ•ใ›ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰‹ใฏใš้€šใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ้–“ใ‚‚็„กใๆ•ตใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒจ้šŠใŒๆ‘ใธใจๆˆปใฃใฆใใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ•ตใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚น็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ๆœฌไฝ“ใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆๆ’ค้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ€่ก—้“ใ‚’ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ้€€ใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ก—ใฎๅ…ฅๅฃๅ‰ใงๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏๅทฆๅณใซๅˆฅใ‚Œใ€ๅคงใใ่ฟ‚ๅ›žใ—ใฆ้–€ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎใƒ“ใƒญใƒณ้ ˜ๅ…ตใจไบคๆˆฆใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใธๅทฆๅณใจๅพŒๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ ใ‘ใฏ้–€ใธๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ€้ ˜ๅ…ตใซๆททใ–ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ้˜ฒ่ก›ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚้ ˜ๅ…ตใ‚’็„ก็†็Ÿข็†ใซๆˆฆ้—˜ใซๅทปใ่พผใ‚€ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ๅคงๅ‹ขใฎ่ถณ้ŸณใŒๅœฐ้Ÿฟใใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ่ฟซใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆฅใŸใ‹ใ€ ๅ›ฝๅขƒๅดใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸ้Žงๅงฟใฎ้จŽๅฃซใจๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ€ๅคง้‡ใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใซ่ฟฝใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ„ใค่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใŒๆ‚ชใ„้€ฃไธญใ ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฏใ€็ชๆ’ƒใฎๆ™‚ใ‚‚ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ‚Š้ก”ใ‚’ๅผทใฐใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ใŸใ ใŸใ ๆฐ—ใฎๆŠœใ‘ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€็„ก่จ€ใง่ตฐใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ไปŠใฏใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใฏใชใ„ใจใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตใŒๆฅใŸ! ไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใซไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’้‚่กŒใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ๅทไปคใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผๆ–น้ขใธใจๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ (ใ“ใ‚Œใงใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใŒใ‚ใฎ ๆง˜ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ !ใ€ ๆฟ€ๆ€’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚น็Ž‹ๅญใซใ€ไพๅพ“ใ‚‚่ญท่ก›ใฎๅ…ตใ‚‚ใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใง่ชฐใ‚‚็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใŒ็”จๆ„ใ—ใŸ้คจใง่‡ชๅ •่ฝใซ้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใŒใ€ๆˆฆ็ทšใ‚’ๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‹ใ—ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจ้คจใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใ™ใงใซ่ก—ใฎไธญใซใฏไบบใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใŸใฎใฏ็Ž‹ๅญใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€ไพๅพ“ใŸใกใ‚‚ๅŒๆง˜ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ฃŸไบ‹ใชใฉใฏ่ก—ใฎ็‰ฉใซ้‹ใณ่พผใพใ›ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€้…’ใจๅฅณใซใ†ใคใคใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็Ž‹ๅญใจใใฎๅ–ใ‚ŠๅทปใใŸใกใฏใ€่ก—ใฎๆง˜ๅญใชใฉๆ„ใซใ‚‚ไป‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็ตๆžœใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‹่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใ‚!ใ€ ๆ€’้ณดใ‚Šๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™็Ž‹ๅญใซใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎๅฝฑใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ใ•ใฃใจ่ทชใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚น็Ž‹ๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€ๅพกๅ‰ใซใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ‹ใ€‚่‰ฏใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใซๆฅใŸใชใ€‚ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใ‚‚ใŠใ‚‰ใฌใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใใ€่‚ๅฟƒใชๆ™‚ใซๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใ‚“ๅฅดใ ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‹ใจๅ•ใ†ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใซใ€็›ฎใ‚’ไผใ›ใŸใพใพใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใŒ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏ้–“ใ‚‚็„กใใ“ใ“ใธๆฅใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใซ่ฟฝใ„็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธ้€ƒใ’ใฆใใ‚‹่ฆ‹่พผใฟใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใจ! ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใปใฉใฎๅคงๅฃใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆ็ฝฎใใชใŒใ‚‰่ฒ ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ่ฆ‹่‹ฆใ—ใๅœฐๅ›ฃ้ง„ใ‚’่ธใ‚€็Ž‹ๅญใซ็›ฎใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใšใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏใฏๆ”พๆฃ„ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไปŠใฏไฝๆฐ‘ใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่ก—้“ใ‚’็Ž‹้ƒฝๆ–น้ขใธ้€ƒใ’ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏใ‚‚ใ‹! ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅƒ•ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆ้€ƒใ’ใŸใ ใจ!?ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใ—ใฆๆ€’ใ‚Š็‹‚ใ†ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใซใ€ไพๅพ“ใŸใกใฏใŸใ ใ‚ชใƒญใ‚ชใƒญใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใฎใงใ€็งใŒใŠ่ฟŽใˆใซๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸๆฌก็ฌฌใงใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใ‹! ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใฏใŠใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€‚ใ™ใใซ่ก—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๆˆปใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใซใฏๅŠใณใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้šŠๅ“กใŒๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ชฐใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€็”Ÿๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‘†ใ‘ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆใ’ใฆใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจไฝ‡ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎๅทไปคใงใ€็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๆŒใคๅ‰ฃใŒไพๅพ“ใ‚„่ญท่ก›ใŸใกใซๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใฏไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆ่ก€ใฎๆตทใธใจๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚„ใฃใจใจใ„ใ†็Šถๆณใงใ€่ถณใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใฆๅพŒใšใ•ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใ‚’ใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏ้ ๆ…ฎใชใๆ•ใพใˆใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰็พฝไบคใ„็ตžใ‚ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚! ็„ก็คผใช! ใผใ€ๅƒ•ใซใ“ใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใฎๆญฃ้ขใซใ€้š ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒ–ใƒฉใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€‚ใใฎๆ‰‹ใซใฏใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ‚„ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใธๅ–ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใŒๆกใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ ่ฒดๆง˜ใฏ! ใใ‚Œใฏไฝ•ใ !? ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚......ใ€ ใ€Œใชใใซใ€็—›ใฟใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ‚ใจใฏใ€็—›ใฟใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚......ใ€ ้ซ˜ไพกใชๆœใ‚’ๆฒใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่„‚่‚ชใฎๅŽšใ„่ƒธใซๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฏใ€ๅ†…่”ตใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฎกใ‚’ๆฌกใ€…ใจไฝ“ๅ†…ใซไพตๅ…ฅใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใฏใƒ“ใ‚ฏใƒ“ใ‚ฏใจ็—™ๆ”ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็Ž‹ๅญใ ใŒใ€ใ™ใใซใใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆจชใŸใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใซใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใŒใ€Œ็ซ‹ใฆใ€ใจๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ•ใƒฉใƒ•ใƒฉใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็žณใซใ€ๆ—ขใซๅ…‰ใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’็”Ÿใ‘ๆ•ใ‚Šใซใ—ใŸใ†ใˆใ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šใฎๅ‚€ๅ„กใจๅ‡บๆฅใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆˆๆžœใฏใฉใ‚Œใปใฉ่ฉ•ไพกใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅœฐไฝใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆœŸๅพ…ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ็”Ÿใ‘ใ‚‹ๅฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚’ๅพ“ใˆใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‹ๆˆๆžœใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€่ก—ใ‚’้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ้ ˜ไธปใŸใกใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใŸใ€‚
However, the vice-captains, knowing about the strategy that will be explained from here on, stiffened in tension for a different meaning. "The operation will be simple. We will provoke the enemy at the national border and lure them into our country. We will then attack the enemy, who will be cut off from Horant's territory after they entered our country, from the rear. In a situation, where they won't be able to replenish their troops, we will annihilate the enemy!" (Stiffels) As the soldiers are just standing there as if they aren't able to comprehend the mentioned things, the knights are exchanging looks with each other having heard about this strategy for the first time. "Captain, is it allowed to ask a question?" (Knight) "What is it?" (Stiffels) "You tell us to lure them into our territory, but are we luring the enemy up to this village?" (Knight) Even the soldiers can be seen to be agitated by those words, but Stiffels voice was more intense. "No, we will pass this village and withdraw till Munster." (Stiffels) The soldiers began to stir and words of bafflement started to appear from the knights. "Then, aren't the people of this village and the citizens of Munster in danger?" (Knight) "The villagers will evacuate. Once the enemy draws near the city of Munster, they will probably be stopped by the defense of the territorial soldiers. If we attack from the enemy's rear, it will be possible to launch a pincer attack" (Stiffels) Listening to the explanation up until here, the knights and soldiers regained their calm and in reverse began to praise Stiffels' strategy. "I can't help but to declare this as magnificent ingenuity!" (Soldier) But, different from the soldiers, praising the smiling Stiffels, a part of the knights can't hide a bitter smile. There is a continuation for this operation. After crushing Horant's army from the rear, using the momentum, they will assault Earl Biron, either in the Lord's mansion or at the front, if he appears there. It is a plan to kill him. "First, have the villagers take refuge. All they have to do is to temporarily escape to the different villages in the vicinity." (Stiffels) As the knights received their order, they took a part of the soldiers and left in order to explain the situation to the village headman. "Well then, take care of preparing the other things necessary for battle. We will depart in one hour!" (Stiffels)magic All present soldiers answered in a chorus towards Stiffels' command. Getting ready in the early morning, they left the village. Beirevra, expected to be a prisoner, accompanied Ribezal, who almost didn't talk at all, freely. Although the order's members were suspicious of him, their major concern was as to what road they should take from here on out. There weren't few amongst the order who also considered to leave and return to the capital. "Captain Ribezal, how will we move from now on?" (Knight) As a single knight drew his horse close and uneasily asks him, Ribezal answers in a monotonous voice without even turning towards him. "We will return to Munster and make camp in the city's vicinity. Sooner or later the Second Knight Order is going to return. At that time I will once again sound them out about joining hands with us." (Ribezal) After smoothly speaking those lines, he once again became silent as before. Obeying him in silence since there's no other way, the order's knights precede on their horses while bearing anxiety within their hearts. Beirevra, walking next to Ribezal's horse, chuckles at a spot invisible to everyone. (It seems the guys from the Second Knight Order are suspecting something, but Horant's troops include nothing but disposable, brainwashed soldiers anyway. There isn't any problem if they vanish in a competition with the Second Knight Order either. If we later kill Earl Biron by using Ribezal, we will send in another army to snatch Munster.) If this plan was to turn out well, Beirevra had been promised that the observation by Horant would be lifted and that he would be appointed as feudal lord of the new territory of Horant. (You lead wars with intellect. Using their head is something only wasted on knights and soldiers. It's better for them to experience it the hard way.) "Brother-in-law-san, I'm told you have called for me." (Sabnak) Sabnak, entering Biron's office, saw an unknown skinny soldier stand there uprightly. Biron introduced the standing soldier to Sabnak, who sat down on the sofa, without moving from his desk. "He is a territorial soldier called Hack. His strength lies in gathering intelligence. I am relying on him quite a lot." (Biron) The soldier called Hack straightened his back with a snap due to Biron's words. "Gathering intelligence... is there something you are interested in?" (Sabnak) Because of Sabnak's question, Biron had Hack do the explanation. "Well then..." (Hack) Hack turned his body towards Sabnak, who corrected his seated posture. "The Second Knight Order's captain, Stiffels, moved on to the next stage of his plan of drawing in Horant's army, spread out in the vicinity of the border, lure them onto our territory and stand up against them in battle. Evacuating the common villagers at the border's village, they will pull the enemy up until Munster by having them pass through the village. He plans to do a pincer attack in cooperation with our territorial army. He wants to annihilate the enemy army isolated on Orsangrande's ground. Those are the details. They have already started marching towards the border. I think they should be coming in contact with Horant's army right about now." (Hack) As the details were explained smoothly, Sabnak tilted his head to the side in confusion. "Pincer attack? Brother-in-law-san, are you going to cooperate with the Second Knight Order?" (Sabnak) "No, not at all. I haven't heard anything about such talks. It's unthinkable for me to follow that plan." (Biron) Expressing a smile, Biron thrust up the index finger. "I guess most likely they intend to claim the achievement for themselves dragging us into it on their own accord. The story should go like " "Such a thing..." (Sabnak) "They will be able to fabricate this, I think, if there isn't anyone to take an opposing opinion." (Biron) For Stiffels, who has his back to the wall, he will be able to gain power as the head of the prince faction, if he manages to obtain military gains counteracting Hifumi as the First Knight Order is currently in a state close to destruction. Amongst that, it will also be possible to whittle down the influence of the princess faction if Biron is killed. "In other words, he is planning to kill Brother-in-law-san." (Sabnak) "If he knew about the matter of you being here as well, he would likewise aim at all of you from the Third Knight Order." (Biron) If the princess faction has no evidence, there will only be the Second Knight Order to verify the flow of the battle, is what Stiffels should be thinking, Biron points out. Fokalore as well as here, there are only things giving him a headache. "And, what will Brother-in-law-san do?" (Sabnak) Certainly, I don't think he will go along with Stiffels' plan "Naturally, the plans, I mentioned the other day, are for such occasions as well. Well then, there is something our Earl Biron household wants to officially request from the Third Knight Order." (Biron) "Let's hear about it." (Sabnak) Biron laughed impishly towards Sabnak, whose face became serious. "I want to entrust you with the guarding of all citizens of Munster. Outside of the city." (Biron) "... Ha?" (Sabnak) Stiffels was irritated by unusually not receiving any reports from the messenger soldiers left behind at Munster. At this time all of the soldiers affiliated to the Second Knight Order, left behind at Munster because of Biron's order, had already been restrained, but Stiffels had no means to know about this fact. "It can't be helped. Once the enemy floods the gate of the city, the territorial soldiers won't be able to move anyway." (Stiffels) The provocation unit, led by the vice-captains, has already attacked the border. If all goes by plan, they can expect the unit, dragging the enemy behind, to return to the village soon. At the time the enemy becomes visible, the main force will show a rushed withdrawal led by Stiffels. They will match their timing of heading towards Munster along the highway so the enemy can see it. In front of the city's entrance the soldiers will split to the left and right. Making a large detour, they will attack Horant's soldiers from the left, right and back while they should be battling with Biron's territorial forces at the gate. However. only the knight order will remain at the gate. They will make sure to participate in the defense by blending in with the territorial soldiers. Meanwhile numerous footsteps, causing the earth to tremble, approached. "... They came, huh?" (Stiffels) As there were the familiar armored appearances of the knights and soldiers when he looked towards the border, they were chased by a massive amount of soldiers from Horant as they headed towards this direction. "But, no matter how often I see this, that lot is giving me the creeps." (Stiffels) The soldiers from Horant don't raise their voices and neither do their faces stiffen. , Stiffels shook his head. "The enemy came! Execute the strategy as planned!" (Stiffels) Following his order, the Second Knight Order and the soldiers, albeit slowly at the beginning, move in the direction of Munster. (With this Biron is finished. Ribezal is in such a sorry state. The influence within the royal castle will greatly slant towards us. Once Prince Ayperos is enthroned, I think I will aim for an even higher position.) (Stiffels) "What's this about!" (Ayperos) The chamberlains as well as the guarding soldiers, just looking at each other, none of them is able to reply to the raging Prince Ayperos. Ayperos passed his time in depravity in the mansion prepared by Biron, but at the time he left the mansion in order to move to the front for having a look, there wasn't any people left within the city anymore. Not just the prince was trembling. The chamberlains were likewise. Having their meals and such brought in by the people of the city, the prince and his followers, having indulged in booze and women, didn't even feel like caring about something like the circumstances in the city. The result is the current situation. "Someone explain it to me!" (Ayperos) A single shadow approached and quickly kneeled in front of the raging prince. "Your Highness, Prince Ayperos, I'm at your service." (Ribezal) "Oh, Ribezal, huh? You came at a good time. Even Stiffels isn't here. Good grief, this fellow isn't useful at crucial times at all." (Ayperos) As Ayperos asks "So, what's this about?", Ribezal answers him with his eyes cast down. "Stiffels will probably soon come here. Driven away by Horant's soldiers, I expect him to flee in this direction." (Ribezal) "What are you saying! That man, has he been defeated while previously bragging to such an extent!?" (Ayperos) Without even turning his eyes on the prince, who is unsightly stamping his feet, Ribezal continues. "This city was abandoned by Earl Biron. Currently he is leading the citizens escaping towards the capital on the highway." (Ribezal) "Even Earl Biron?! And he even left me behind while escaping!?" (Ayperos) The chamberlains are nothing but flustered due to Ayperos having a fit of anger with a deep red face. "Therefore it is I who came to receive you as soon as possible." (Ribezal) "I-I see! I won't have to worry then. Let's leave the city right away and return to the capital!" (Ayperos) "That won't be happening." (Ribezal) Every of them, with a befuddled face as if partially having blacked out, stood still and relaxedly held their swords. "... What's going on here?" (Ayperos) "That's what's going on. Do it." (Ribezal) Following Ribezal's order, the First Knight Order swung down their swords at the chamberlains and guards. Ayperos' surroundings transformed into a pool of blood in an instant. Ayperos, backing off with quivering legs in a state of barely remaining standing, is easily seized by Ribezal and has his arms being bind behind his back. "S-Stop! What rudeness! D-Doing such a thing to me..." (Ayperos) In his hands he is grasping the magic tool that was installed on Ribezal and the other knights. "Who are you bastard!? What's this!? S-Stop it..." (Ayperos) "Don't worry, you won't feel any pain. Far from pain, you won't feel anything at all after having it attached." (Beirevra) "S-Stop..." (Ayperos) Rolling up the expensive clothes, the magic tool was forced into the abundantly fat chest. The built-in pipes penetrated the interior of Ayperos' body one by one. At the beginning the prince was afraid and spasmed, but before long he became limp and ceased moving. Upon Beirevra's command [Stand up] the lying down Ayperos stood up unsteadily. There can't be seen any light in his pupils anymore. Isn't it even possible for me to expect the position of a noble? Accompanied by the living-corpse-like knights, Beirevra escaped from the city and chased after the feudal lord of Munster for the sake of gaining even more accomplishments.
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157.Freedom ใ€Œ้€€ๅฑˆใชไปปๅ‹™ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ้’ใ„็šฎ่†šใ‚’ๆŒใค้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ้›†่ฝใซใฎใฟ็”Ÿๆฏใ™ใ‚‹็‰นๆฎŠใช้ฆฌใซ่ทจใ‚Šใ€่’ๅœฐใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—่ปใฎๅฐ†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฏ่ˆใ‚ใŸๆŒ‡ใง้ซญใ‚’ๆ’ซใงๆŠผใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ไธๆบ€ใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใซไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไปปๅ‹™ใฏใ‚ใใพใงใ€ŒๅตๅฏŸใ€ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜่กŒ็‚บใ‚‚ๆœ€ไฝŽ้™ใซใ—ใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ„ๅซใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆˆฆใฃใฆใฟใฆใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆˆฆใ†ใ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ไบคๆตใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ใ‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎไฝœๆˆฆใฎ็ตๆžœใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆฑบใพใ‚‹้‡่ฆใชไธ€ๆ‰‹ใชใฎใ ใŒใ€้ ญใŒ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใซใจใฃใฆใฏไธๆบ€ใŒๆบœใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ›ใฃใ‹ใ่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ๆดพๆ‰‹ใซๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ๅ…จใฆใฎ็จฎๆ—ใซ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ในใใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚Œใปใฉๅผทใ‹ใฃใŸๅ‰็Ž‹ใŒๆญปใซใ€็Ž‹ใŒไบคไปฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใซใคใ„ใฆใฏ็ง˜ๅŒฟใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅŸŽใซๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไธปใ ใฃใŸ้ก”ใถใ‚Œใฏใ€็Ž‹ใจใชใฃใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้…ไธ‹ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆๅคšใใŒๆญปไบกใ€่กŒๆ–นไธๆ˜Žใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒใ‚นใƒˆใŒ็ฉบใ„ใฆๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใซ้ŽใŽใšใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ™‚ใฎไธญใซใฏๅ†—่ซ‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅผทใ„ไบบ้–“ๆ—ใŒ้–ขใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฏ้ ญใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟก็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‰็Ž‹ใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ็ ”็ฉถใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅฎŸ้จ“ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใŒ่ถฃๅ‘ณใงใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไฝ•ใŒใ—ใ‹ๅฎŸ้จ“ไธญใซไบ‹ๆ•…ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่‡ช็„ถใ ใ€ ๅ‰็Ž‹ใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใฏใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅฎŸ้จ“ใฎ็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆไธๆญป่บซใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ๅ™‚ใฏ็œŸๅฎŸใงใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใจๅผทใ•ใฏ็–‘ใ†ไฝ™ๅœฐใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ไธๆญปใ‚’ๆ€ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใปใฉๅผทใ„ใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎๅฐ้ ญใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฏไธ่‡ช็„ถใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซไฝ้šŽใฏ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€็Ž‹ใฎๅ™จใจใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใ‚“ใ€ ไปŠใฏๅพ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆฉŸใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆไธŠใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ไบ‹ใ‚’่ซฆใ‚ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚็Ž‹ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใ‚’ใฏใ˜ใ‚ใ€ใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใ‚„ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใจ่จ€ใฃใŸๅฎŸๅŠ›่€…ใŒไธ€ๆŽƒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไปŠใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซใ‚‚ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใใฎใŸใ‚ใซใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใจใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ็‹ฌใ‚Š่จ€ใ‚’ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ไบบ้–“ใŸใกใŒๆ•ทใ„ใŸ้™ฃๅœฐใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ้ฆฌใซไน—ใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎๅ‰ใซๅ…ตใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใ€้™ฃใ‚’ๆ•ทใ„ใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปถใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ใ”่ชฌๆ˜Ž้ก˜ใ„ใŸใ„!ใ€ ใใฎๅฃฐใŒใ€้œ‡ใˆใ‚’ๅฟ…ๆญปใซๆŠผใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใซใฏๅฏ็ฌ‘ใ—ใใฆไป•ๆ–นใŒ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ–‡็Œฎใงใ—ใ‹ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€ไบบ้–“ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไธๅพ—ๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใพใŸๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅผฑใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ไบบๆ•ฐใ ใ‘ใฏๅคšใ„ใŒใ€ไบบ้–“ๅŒๅฃซใง้›†่ฝใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไบ’ใ„ใซไบ‰ใ„ใ‚ใฃใฆๅœŸๅœฐใ‚„ไบบใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใปใ‚“ใฎๆ•ฐๅใ€ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸ้ญ”ไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒ็‹ฌๅ ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้š ใ™ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ„šๅผ„ใ™ใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้œฒใ‚ใซใ€ๆ„›้ฆฌใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ่ผฉใŒๅฐ†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•็”จใ‹?ใ€ ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆ่จ€ใˆใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ…‹ๅบฆใซไฝฟ่€…ใฎ้’ๅนดใฏๆญฏๅ™›ใฟใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆใปใฉ่จ€ใฃใŸใจใŠใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ไฝ•ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ“ใ“ใธๆฅใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„!ใ€ ๆ€’ๆฐ—ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฏ้ผปใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใฏ็„ก็คผใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ๅพ่ผฉใฏ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎไปฃ่กจใจใ—ใฆใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใพใงๆฅใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŸใใฐใ€่ทชใ„ใฆ ๅฐŠๅคงใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใใฎใพใพ่กจใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ไฝฟ่€…ใฏใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใŒใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ€’ใ‚Šใซ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใŸไฝฟ่€…ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใตใจใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซไธฆใถๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€้€†ใซๅ˜ฒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏไบœไบบใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‹ใ€‚็‰ฉไบ‹ใฎ้“็†ใ‚‚ๅฐŠๅŽณใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚่ฉฑใ™ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ๅฏกๅ…ตใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅพŒๆ‚”ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸไฝฟ่€…ใฏใ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ›ใšใซ้™ฃใธใจๆˆปใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉ้€ฒใ‚“ใ ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅˆƒใŒ่ฒซใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฏ?ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ƒธใ‚’่ฒซ้€šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸไฝฟ่€…ใฏใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’็†่งฃใงใใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๆบใ‚Œใฆใ€่ฝ้ฆฌใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉ้–“ๆŠœใ‘ใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚ๆ•ตๅฏพใ‚’ๅฎฃ่จ€ใ—ใฆใŠใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใฎ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚‚ใชใ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŠใฃใŸใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•ใง็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€่ซธๅ›ใ€‚ๆ„šใ‹ใชไบบ้–“ใŸใกใซๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ้ฌจใฎๅฃฐใŒ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใŒใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่ปใฏไฝฟ่€…ใŒๆฎบๅฎณใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆƒณๅฎšๅค–ใฎ็Šถๆณใซๆตฎใ่ถณใ ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—่ป็ด„ไบ”ๅๅใ€‚ๅฏพใ—ใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่ป็ด„ไบŒ็™พไบ”ๅๅใ€‚ ๆˆฆใ„ใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ๆ•ฐใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็ชๆ’ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใซใกใฏใ€‚ใŠๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚‚......ใ‚ใ‚Œ? ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’่จชใญใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ็”บใฎๅ‰ใพใงใฟใ‚“ใชใงๆฅใฆใ€็”บใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ•ใ‚“ใซๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’้ ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€ ใฏใ„ใ€ใจๆŠ˜ใ‚ŠใŸใŸใพใ‚ŒใŸ่–„ใ„ๆœจใฎๆฟใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใซใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ็”บใฎ้˜ฒ่ก›ไฝ“ๅˆถใซไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใธใจๆ‰‹ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅบงใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ€ใŠ่ŒถใจใŠ่“ๅญๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฏ้ ๆ…ฎใ—ใฆ้ฃŸในใฆใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใŠๆง‹ใ„ใชใใ€ ็”บใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใงใฏใ€ไธ€้ƒจใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’ๅซใ‚€่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใจ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒ็จใฟๅˆใ„ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš้จ’ใŽใซใฏใชใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใธใจๆ›ธ็ฐกใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใฏใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใจ่จฑๅฏใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใ็”จๆ„ใ—ใŸใŠ่Œถใซใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใฏใŠ็คผใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅฃใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ๆฏ’ใชใฉใฎๅฟƒ้…ใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ่ฑช่ƒ†ใชใฎใ‹ๅคฉ็„ถใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซใฏๅˆคๆ–ญใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใจๆˆฆใ†ใฎใซใ€ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใซใ•ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚‰ใจ็พฝใƒšใƒณใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ€‚ใใฎ็ญ†่‡ดใซ่ฟทใ„ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’่ชญใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ฟ”ไบ‹ใฏๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‚ใŸใจๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ‰‹ใคใใง็ด™ใ‚’็•ณใ‚€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‘ใฆๅ€’ใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’้ ใ–ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅฐ่‹ใชใฉใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฏ็„กใ„ใฎใงใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„ๆŒ‡ใงใ‚ฎใƒฅใƒƒใจๆŠ˜ใ‚Š็›ฎใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ ใ‘ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใŠ่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใ€ไธ€ๅฃใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใซๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆžœ็‰ฉใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ƒใจ้ ๆ…ฎใชใๅฃใซ่ฉฐใ‚่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใฏใ€ๆŒ‡ใซใคใ„ใŸๆžœๆฑใ‚’ๆœใฎ่ฃพใงๆ‹ญใ„ใ€ๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใซๆธกใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ”ใกใใ†ใ•ใพใงใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€ŒใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œๆง˜~ใ€ ใฆใฆใฆใ€ใจๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆ่ตฐใ‚ŠๅŽปใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅญไพ›ใŒ้Šใณใซ่ช˜ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œๅ˜˜ใฏใคใ„ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ้ ใ–ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ€ๆธฉใใชใฃใŸใŠ่Œถใซๅฃใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใ‹ใจๆˆฆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•ตๅฏพใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใ—ๅฝนใซใ‚‚็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๅŠ ๅ…ฅใงๅคšๅฐ‘ไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅข—ใˆใŸใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใใพใง่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใจใ—ใ‹่จ€ใˆใชใ„็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่ฆๆจกใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใซใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ๅดใฎ่ปใ‚’ใ€็ฝ ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆ่ถณๆญขใ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็ฒพใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ๅฏพๅค–็š„ใชๆˆฆ้—˜ใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใซ็ญ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฌฌไธ€ใ€ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๅˆ†่ฃ‚ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ไป–ใซๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฒธใ™ไฝ™ๅŠ›ใฏ็„กใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใง้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๆ€’ใฃใฆๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ€ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ใกใ‚ƒใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒๅ•ใ†ใจใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใช่ฉฑใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใจๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ†ไบบๆ•ฐใŒใ„ใชใ„ๅˆ†ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€่’้‡Žใ‚„ๆฃฎใซใฏๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ—ใ‚‡? ใฟใ‚“ใชใงๅคœใฎใ†ใกใซใงใ‚‚้€ƒใ’ใฆ้š ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆžœ็‰ฉใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๅฅฝ็‰ฉใฎใƒœใƒ€ใƒณใฎๆžœๅฎŸใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆๅ–œใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใ‚ฆใƒใŸใกใฏโ€œใ“ใฎๅœŸๅœฐโ€ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ—ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใŒๅฎˆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆฃฎใฎไธญใซๆ–ฐใ—ใ็”บใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€‚ไป–ใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใŸใกใฎไปฒ้–“ใŒ่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ™ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ็ดๅพ—ใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซใจใฃใฆใฏๆ„›็€ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ“ใฎ็”บใ‚’ใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซๆ‰‹ๆ”พใ™ๅˆคๆ–ญใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ€ฅใซใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใ‚’ๆจใฆใ‚ˆใ†ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ™ใใซใฏๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใ„ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฎ่จ€ใ†ใจใŠใ‚Šใ ใญใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใŒใพใŸๆฅใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ......ใจใ€่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๅธฐใฃใŸใ‹็ขบ่ชใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€ ็”บใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ€‚ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใฎไธญใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธกๆ–นใฎๅ…Ž่€ณใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ็”บใ‚‚ๅฎถใ‚‚ๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช......ใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็”บๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซใจใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๆƒณๅƒใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒ่‹ฆใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ ˜ๅœฐใธๆˆปใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰็Šถๆณใ‚’่žใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธ€ๆ—ฅใ ใ‘ๆญฆๅ™จใฎไฟฎ็†ใจ่ฟฝๅŠ ใซ่ฒปใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ๅ˜่บซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใธใจไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซๆ–‡ๆญฆๅ…ฑใซ็จฝๅคใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใฆๅธฐ้‚„ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎไธ€่จ€ใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ•‘ๆด่ฆ่ซ‹ใฏๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š็„ก่ฆ–ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใชใ‚Šใ€่ฟฝใ„่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚ŒใฆๆณฃใใชใŒใ‚‰ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใธใจๆˆปใฃใŸไฝฟ่€…ใฏใ€ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅๅพŒใซใฏๅฎถๆ—ใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆไบกๅ‘ฝใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฏ่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๆฐ—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆ!ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใšๅŠฃใ‚‰ใšใซใŽใ‚ใ†ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใ€ไธ€ๅบฆๅฃŠๆป…ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใจๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒ่ฝใจใ™้‡‘ใ‚’็›ฎๅฝ“ใฆใซ้›†ใพใฃใŸๅฐ่ฆๆจกใชๅ•†ไบบใŸใกใฎ็”บใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–ฐๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ็”บใƒญใƒผใƒŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใธใจๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใซ้…ๅฑžใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฏๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„่จฑๅฏ่จผใฎๆ็คบใชใฉใ‚‚ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ้ฆฌใ‚’ๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ใฎ้ƒจ้šŠใซ้ ใ‘ใ€ๆ‚ ใ€…ใจๅ‡บๅ›ฝใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚‚ใŠใฉใŠใฉใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใšใซ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒใงใฏใ€้‡Žๅฎฟใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒ่ค‡ๆ•ฐๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅคšใใฏๅ•†ไบบใ ใŒใ€ๆฐ‘้–“ใฎไบบใ€…ใ‚‚ใกใ‚‰ใปใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจ่’้‡Žใจใฎ้–“ใ‚’ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใจ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซไธ‰ไบบใฎ็”ทใŸใกใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ€ใ‹ใ€ ็ฐก็ด ใชใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใฎ้Žงใ‚’ๆƒใฃใฆ็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใคใพใ‚‰ใชใใ†ใซใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใงไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹? ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใชใ‚Šใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณๅ…ตใชใ‚Šใจๆˆฆใˆใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใŸใกใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€Œไฝ™่ฃ•่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‚ˆใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ๅจๅœงใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰้‡‘ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ›ใ€‚้ฃŸใ„็‰ฉใ‚‚ใ !ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใฆๆซๅ–ใ—ใฆใใŸ็”ทใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ†ทใŸใ„็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ€‚่„ฑ่ตฐๅ…ตใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใ‹ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๆ€–ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ™ใ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใŒ่ƒธๅ€‰ใ‚’ใคใ‹ใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ‰‹ใฏใ€็ฉบใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚?ใ€ ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆ็”ทใฎไธก่†ใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ใใฎใพใพๅ†ใณ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธก่ถณใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ๅ—ใ‘่บซใ‚‚ๅ–ใ‚Œใšใซๅผทใ‹ใซๅพŒ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซๆ‰“ใกไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆๅ”ธใ‚‹็”ทใฎ่‚ก้–“ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใคใพๅ…ˆใŒใ‚ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’......!ใ€ ๆณกใ‚’ๅนใ„ใฆๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใŸไปฒ้–“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๆฟ€้ซ˜ใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใ€็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ›žใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ่…ฐใฎใƒ™ใƒซใƒˆใ‚’่ปฝใๅผ•ใใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ™ใจใ‚“ใ€ใจๅฐป้ค…ใ‚’ใคใใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใชใœๅบงใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚’็†่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€้ ธๆคŽใ‚’ๆปใ‚ŠๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸไธ€ไบบใŒ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใง่ฅŸ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใง็ขบไฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่„ฑ่ตฐๅ‰ใซ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ ใ‚? ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใ‚ใ€ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€ๆ•ใพใˆใŸ็”ทใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ๆณกใ‚’ๅนใ็”ทใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ‚‰่บŠ่บ‡ใ›ใš้ฆ–ใ‚’่ฒซใใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ๆญฏใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ใปใฉ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใงใ€ใ“ใฃใกๅดใŒๅŠๅˆ†่ฟ‘ใๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ! ไป–ใฎ็”บใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฃœๅ……ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใพใ ๅขƒ็•Œใงๆˆฆใ„ใŒ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใŒใ€้ญ”ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ›ใŸๅฅดใŒใ„ใชใ„ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใง......ใ€ ใ€Œๆ€–ใใชใฃใฆใ€้€ƒใ’ใฆใใŸใ‹ใ€‚ๆˆฆๅ ดใฏใฉใฃใกใ ?ใ€ ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๆŒ‡ใŒๆŒ‡ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš่กŒใ“ใ†ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸๆ–นๅ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ใ—ใไฟบใฎๅ‹˜ใŒๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ ่†ใฎ่ฃใ‚’่นด้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€่ทชใ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎบใ•ใชใ„ใจใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ ้ชจใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅˆƒใ‚’ๅฏใ‹ใ›ใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ไธ€็ชใใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅผ•ใๆŠœใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ„ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ็ดๅˆ€ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซไนฑใ‚ŒใŸๆœ่ฃ…ใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šไผšๅ ดใฏใ‚ใฃใกใ‹ใ€‚็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใชใ„ใจใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใชใ€ ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰็„ผใ้ญšใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚“ใ ใƒ‘ใƒณใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅฃใฎไธญใซๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใปใฎ็”˜ใ„ใ‚ฟใƒฌใฎ้ฆ™ใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒ–ใƒฉใƒ–ใƒฉใจๆˆฆๅ ดใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆๆญฉใ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 157: Freedom "It's a boring mission, isn't it?" Straddling the special horse, which only lives in the settlement of the blue-skinned demons, and gazing at the humans' military forces that can be seen on the other side of the wastelands, Bashim, who is the general of the demon's army, pinned down and stroke his beard with a finger, he had licked, while venting his dissatisfaction. The mission he was given is [reconnaissance] to the bitter end. He had been instructed to keep the combat to a minimum. Simply put, he is to fight for just a bit to confirm the humans' way of fighting. The result of this operation is an important move that decides whether they will aim for hostility or peaceful exchange, but even if he understands it with his head, his dissatisfaction only piles up as far as Bashim is concerned. "At last we were finally liberated. Shouldn't we let all races know about our existence by raising flashy war achievements?" (Bashim) Due to the death of the former king, who was quite strong, a new king took the reins. The details regarding that have been concealed. Excluding Vepar, who became the ruler, the majority of the personnel, who frequented the castle, including Vepar's subordinates, has died or gone missing. Even Bashim wasn't informed of what happened in the castle as he wasn't promoted into one of the opened posts. Among some of the rumours it's even said that it had to do something with a joke-like powerful human, but Bashim hasn't believed in that from the very beginning. "The former king had the hobby of experimenting and researching magic. In that case it's only natural to think that some kind of accident occurred during one of his experiments." (Bashim) It was said that the former king Agachion obtained an immortal body as result of his magic experiments. The fact that he died is also proof that the rumours weren't true, I guess. However, there was no room to doubt his knowledge and strength. At the very least it's correct that he was strong to a degree that made others think that he's immortal. Bashim sensed something unnatural about Vepar's rise to power as well. "Surely, her court rank might be high. But, even as the king's vessel, I can't believe that she's possessing that much strength." (Bashim) For now I will obey, but it's not like I gave up on aiming for the top once I see a chance. Now that Agachion, who was the king, and his powerful subordinates Beleto and Phegor were eradicated, I will check if there's a possibility for me to rise up. "Let's make use of this operation for that sake." (Bashim) While he was muttering his monologue, a single soldier on horse arrived from the encampment where the humans took up position. "I'm a messenger from Vichy's central committee. We are requesting an explanation why you have brought your soldiers in front of our country and why you have taken up camp here while facing our way." It was inevitable for Bashim to find the soldier, who frantically suppressed the trembling in his voice, funny. Though it remains only in books, it's said that the ones called humans are far weaker at magic and also physical strength than elves, not to speak of demons. Only their numbers are high, but mankind is split in settlements which are scrambling for soil and people by fighting against each other. It's a fact that there are demons who returned from the outside, albeit only few, but because Vepar is keeping their stories to herself, Bashim isn't aware of it. , Bashim exposed a mocking gaze and had his favourite horse step forward. "I'm the general. What's your business?" (Bashim) Due to Bashim's attitude of "Since I didn't hear it, say it one more time", the young messenger ground his teeth. "It's just as I told you before. I'd like you to tell us for what reason you came here!" Bashim snorts at the words loaded with anger and replies, "Hmm. Isn't such kind of attitude impolite? I have come to this kind of place as representative of the demon race. Shouldn't you kneel and beg if you want to know?" (Bashim) At last the messenger couldn't stand the Bashim's attitude which he expressed by not changing the haughtiness in his words. The messenger was trembling in rage, but when he suddenly sees the soldiers lining up behind Bashim, he talked with obvious ridicule. "... After all you are mere demi-humans, huh? It seems you don't comprehend neither dignity nor the truth of the matter. There's nothing to talk about. Just regret for having come here with a small military force." The messenger, who turned around, started to return to the humans' encampment without even looking back. When he advanced around a single metre, his body was pierced by a blade. "... Ha?" Seeing a sword penetrating his own chest, the messenger shook violently and fell off the horse unbeknownst whether he was able to understand anything. "The ones called humans are this stupid? They turn their backs on their enemy without any vigilance while announcing their hostility." (Bashim) The soldiers who were nearby raised laughters at at the words of Bashim who looked over his shoulder after erasing the sword he created with magic. "Well then, gentlemen, shall we teach the retarded humans the true way of battle?" (Bashim) At the time when the demons raised a war cry, Vichy's army was swept away by the unexpected situation of their messenger being killed. And army of around 50 demons against Vichy's forces of around 250. The battle began with an attack by the minority. "Hello. There's something I have to deliver, but..." "Ah, thanks... huh? A demon-san?" (Reni) The one who came visiting Reni's place was Vepar's subordinate, Nyarl. "... How did you get inside?" (Reni) "I came with everyone in front of the city and entrusted my weapons to the city's soldier-san." (Nyarl) Due to Nyarl presenting a thin, folded, wooden board with a "here," Helen got close while feeling uneasy about the defence measures of the city, and received it.magic She hands it over to Reni just like that. "Thank you. Please sit down, demon-san. Helen are there any sweets and tea left?" (Reni) "There are, but hold back on eating them a bit, okay?" (Helen) "Ah, please don't mind me." (Nyarl) The vigilante corpse, which includes a part of the elves, and the demons are confronting each other at the city's entrance, but for the time being it won't develop into an uproar, it seems. As for the demon who wanted to hand a letter to Reni; the vigilante corps apparently gave its permission as long as it's only a single person. Nyarl thanks for the tea, which was swiftly prepared by Helen, and tastes it. It appears that she doesn't have any worry that it might be poisoned at all. Helen was unable to judge whether she's bold or a natural airhead. "So, what's written on it?" (Helen) "They are requesting our cooperation in the fight against the humans, it says." (Reni) "Understood." (Reni) Reni lets the quill pen fluently run across a parchment. Her writing style shows no hesitation. She apparently decided on her reply while reading the letter. Watching Reni fold the paper in an inefficient and unfamiliar manner, Helen kept Reni's cup away so that it isn't knocked over by Reni getting hooked on it. Since there isn't anything like a sealing wax, Reni hands over the letter which has been only folded tightly with her soft fingers. Nyarl, who drank tea and stuffed her cheeks with fruits, that were cut into mouth size, without any reservations, wiped the fruit juice, which clung to her fingers, away at the cuff of her clothes and received the letter. "Please hand this to the king of the demons." (Reni) "Yes, thank you very much. Thanks for the delicious meal as well." (Nyarl) "Thanks for your hard work~." (Reni) Reni waves at Nyarl who runs away with a *tetete* while holding the letter in her hand. "... So, what did you answer?" (Helen) "It's not an invitation to play by a child, thus..." (Helen) "I haven't told a lie." (Reni) Pulling the cup to herself again, she tastes the tea which has become lukewarm. "Even if we were to fight somewhere, we won't be able to put up any opposition since our numbers are lacking. Thus I think that it's useless to try." (Reni) Although one might say that their numbers increased some with the elves joining, the scale is only at the level where it can be called a vigilante corps. Restraining the forces of the human side, which are living in Swordland, by including traps is the best they can do. Even if they get dragged into battle with a foreign enemy, it would be equal to them being unable to do anything. "To begin with, as long as Swordland is split among itself, we don't have any spare energy to assist others." (Reni) "What will you do if the demons attack us after getting angry over this?" (Helen) "I think it would be best to run away." (Reni) "Run away?" (Helen) When Helen asks "What's this about?", Reni answered with "It's simple." "The part of us not having the numbers to fight means that our side has few. We are also used to the wastelands and forest, right? Thus it will be fine if we hide after running away with everyone during the night." (Reni) Stretching out her hand towards the remaining fruit, Reni raises her voice in joy as the one left is her favourite fruit, Bodan. . I mean it's fine for us to create a new city in the forest if we can protect it by ourselves. There isn't any need for our friends to shed their blood for the sake of someone else, is there?" (Reni) Although she does agree with Reni, it was surprising for Helen that Reni was able to part with this city, which she learned to love, easily. "I believe it would be better if you talked with everyone about that. Even if you tell them to abandon the slums all of a sudden, I think that there will be people who can't move right away." (Helen) "It's as you say, Helen. Before the demon-san's come once more... oh, I have to go to the vigilante corps and check whether the demon-san's went home properly." (Reni) Reni heads to the city's entrance. After looking around in a circle inside the building, Helen let both her rabbit ears hang down. "I wonder whether that means that we will have to abandon this city and this home..." (Helen) For Helen, who got completely accustomed to living in the city, just imagining that caused painful feelings. Hifumi, who heard the state of affairs from Caim after returning to his territory, entered Vichy by himself immediately after spending just one day for repairing and supplementing his weapons. It was decided that Origa would remain to assign the training regimen in both, military and literary arts, for Viine, and that Alyssa would lead Fokalore soldiers while waiting for his return. With that brief comment the request for reinforcements by Vichy was literally ignored. The messenger, who returned to the central committee while crying about being sent away, came back to Fokalore several days later because he defected while bringing his family along. That's how much Vichy's central committee had been driven to the wall. "Please be careful!" Leaving Arosel, which is prospering equally to Fokalore, after being destroyed once, he enters Vichy through the new border city Lorn which has turned into a city of merchants who gathered for the purpose of the soldiers and the money those soldiers spend. The state's soldiers, who were assigned at that place, know Hifumi's face as if it's only natural and thus there's no need for him to show his permit anymore. Leaving his horse in the care of the border security's unit, he leisurely departed Orsongrande. Even the soldiers on Vichy's side, who saw that, gave him the necessary permission while cowering and avoiding eye contact. Several people, who are camping out, sat at the border on Vichy's side. Many of them are merchants, but sporadically people of the common populace can be seen there as well. They apparently intend to escape by crossing the national border. When he was advancing leisurely through the area between Vichy and the wastelands just like that, three man jumped out in front of Hifumi. "Soldiers of Vichy, huh?" (Hifumi) Looking at the simply designed armour they are wearing, Hifumi muttered that while looking uninterested. "What are you doing at this place? Fight against the demons or the soldiers of Pyursang." (Hifumi) Apparently the soldiers of Vichy don't know about Hifumi. They coerced Hifumi with [It ain't the time to show such composure] while surrounding him. "Listen, hand over your money. Your food as well!" Hifumi looked with cold eyes at the man who threatened him by bringing his face close. "It's that, eh? The thing that's called deserter, right? Were you scared of the demons?" (Hifumi) The hand which tried to grab his collar only grasps air, though he was right in front of the man. "Huh?" He seizes both knees of the man after lowering his body and stands up once again in that state. The man, who fell down with his face up after having both his legs trapped, severely struck into the ground with the back of his head unable to take any defensive posture. Hifumi's toes sank into the nether region of the man who is groaning while holding his head. "What are...!?" Hifumi silently circles around to the back of the excited soldier who watches his colleague faint while foam gathers at his mouth. By just lightly pulling his waist belt, the soldier falls on his backside with a thump. Before he comprehends why he was sitting, his cervical vertebrae gets twisted and broke. The last one tries to run away but gets secured by having the nape of his neck grabbed by Hifumi's left hand. "You saw the demons before running away, right? Tell me the state of affairs." (Hifumi) Drawing his katana, he stabs the foaming man to death in front of the seized man. The man, who saw his friend's head getting stabbed without any kind of hesitation, is trembling to a degree that it even affects his teeth. "I-In the first battle close to half of our side was killed! They should still be fighting at the border after getting reinforcements from the other cities, but with the story that not a single demon could be killed..." "You got scared and ran away, huh? In which direction is the battlefield?" (Hifumi) Where the trembling finger of the soldier pointed at was the direction where Hifumi had planned to go for now. "For a change my intuition was right, wasn't it?" (Hifumi) Kicking the back of the soldier's knee, Hifumi makes him kneel. "You won't tell me to not kill you, right?" (Hifumi) Setting the angle of the blade so that it won't hit bones, he stabs the soldier's heart from behind. Wiping the extracted katana, he slowly returns it into the scabbard and fixes his slightly disordered attire. "The festival venue is over there? Though it would be best if it hasn't ended yet." (Hifumi) Retrieving a bread with grilled fish sandwiched in from his darkness storage, Hifumi kept lazily walking towards the battlefield while enjoying the aroma of the slightly sweet sauce spreading inside his mouth.
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้ฆฌใฎ่ƒŒใซใ†ใคใถใ›ใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใงไน—ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใจ้‹ใฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆšใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…Ž่€ณใ‚’ใƒ”ใ‚ณใƒ”ใ‚ณใจๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใŒ้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใค่ฆš้†’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚......ใ‚ใ‚Œ?ใ€ ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ€ๅŒใ˜ไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€้žใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŠ่…นใŒ็—›ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃ! ็›ฎใŒ่ฆšใ‚ใŸใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณ!ใ€ ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒ‹ใ‚ณใจ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’ๆŠฑใๅฏ„ใ›ใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใ‚’ใฉใ“ใธ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Š!?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚้“ใฏใใ„ใคใซ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจ็ญ”ใˆใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏใƒฌใƒ‹ใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ฉฑใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚’้‹ใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใฎใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฎๅๅ‰ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใชใ‚‰่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๅธฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใพใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๆทฑใ€…ใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ็ŠถๆณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใซใจใซใ‹ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚้“ไธญใงๅ……ๅˆ†ใช่ฉฑใŒ่žใ‘ใŸใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ใ„ใใคใ‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใซๆ‰‹ๆธกใ™ใจใ€้ฆฌใซ้ฃ›ใณไน—ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใคใ„ใงใซใ‚‚ใ†ไบŒใคๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใไฟบใซ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸ่™Žใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใŒใ„ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฎ้›†่ฝใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใญ! ไบŒใ€ไธ‰ไบบใซๅ‹ใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆ่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ‚ˆ! ้›†่ฝใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚่™Ž็ฃไบบใŸใกใŒไฝ•ๅไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆ? ่’้‡Žใซไธ€ไบบใงๆฅใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ๆญปใซใซ่กŒใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎ!?ใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒใพใใ—็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆถผใ—ใ„้ก”ใง่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ๆญฃ็ขบใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๆฎบใ›ใใ†ใชๅฅดใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ญ”ใˆใซใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ็ตถๅฅใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏไธ€ๆญฉๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใƒใ€็Ÿฅใฃใฆใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไธ‰ไบบใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅŒ—ๆฑใซใšใฃใจ้€ฒใ‚“ใ ๅคงใใชๆณ‰ใฎ่ฟ‘ใใงใ™ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ ทใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆๆ•™ใˆใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ๅคšๅˆ†่™ŽใฎไบบใŸใกใ‚ˆใ‚Šใšใฃใจใšใฃใจๅผทใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅผทใ„ไบบใฏใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใŠ่“ๅญใ‚’ใใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ„ชใ—ใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€่ชฐใซใ‚‚่ฒ ใ‘ใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ๅผทใ„ใฏใšใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใจ็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ‚ใญ......ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ€ๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใฎ่พบใพใง้€ƒใ’ใฆๆฅใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ่พบใ‚ŠใงๆœจใƒŽๅฎŸใ‚„่–ฌ่‰ใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠ็คผใซๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏๆฒป็™‚ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใฉใ†ใ‚‚ใ€‚ใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใฎ่ณชๅ•ใ ใŒใ€ ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่’้‡Žใงใ—ใ‹้ฃŸใˆใชใ„็พŽๅ‘ณใ„็‰ฉใจใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ้ฆฌใซใพใŸใŒใ‚Šๆž—ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒฌใƒ‹ใซ่žใ„ใŸๆ–น่ง’ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎๅฐใซใ—ใŸ่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎ่„‡ใ‚’้€šใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ‹•็‰ฉใŸใกใฎไป•ๆฅญใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ไธ‰ไฝ“ใจใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ€…ใซ้ฃŸใ„่’ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆ็„กๆฎ‹ใชๅฑใ‚’ๆ™’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใตใ‚€ใ€็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใŒไธ€็ท’ใ ใจใ€ๆฅฝใงใ„ใ„ใชใ€ ่…ฐใฎๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงใƒˆใƒณใƒˆใƒณใจๅฉใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธŠๆฉŸๅซŒใง้ฆฌใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸโ€œ็พŽๅ‘ณใ„็‰ฉโ€ใฏใ€ๅคงใใช่”ฆใŒ็ตกใพใ‚Šใ‚ใฃใฆไผธใณใฆใ„ใ‚‹็‰นๅพด็š„ใชๆœจใซใงใใ‚‹ๆžœ็‰ฉใงใ€ไธ€ๅฃใ‹ใ˜ใ‚‹ใจ็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใช็”˜ๅ‘ณใŒใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„็พŽๅ‘ณใ•ใ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€้šฃใง่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚‚ๅฃใฎ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰็ณธใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ๆ•ฐๅนดใฏใใฎๆœจใŒ็พค็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ๆณ‰ใฎๅ‘จ่พบใ‚’่™Ž็ฃไบบใŒๅ ๆ‹ ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€ๆž—ใฎๆตใฟใฎไธญใงใ‚‚็‰นใซใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็พŠใจๅ…Žใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏใŒใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ไธๅบฆใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ€่™Žใจไผšใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฎๆžœ็‰ฉใ‚‚่ฉฑใฎใ‚ฟใƒใซ้ฃŸในใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ๆž—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ้€ฒใ‚“ใ ใจใ“ใ‚ใง้™ฝใŒๅ‚พใๅง‹ใ‚ใ€้ฆฌใ‚‚็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใงใ€ไธ€้š›ๅคงใใชๆœจใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใงไธ€ๅคœใ‚’ๆ˜Žใ‹ใ™ไบ‹ใซๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ้ฆฌใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠใ‚Šใฆ้ฉๅฝ“ใชๆœจใซๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’็ตใถใจใ€้คŒใจๆฐดใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ไธ‰ใคใปใฉ้ ฌๅผตใฃใฆๆฐดใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ€ๅฎŸใฏใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ‰‹ไฝœใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ–™็†ใ‚„ๆŽƒ้™คใ‚‚ๅพ—ๆ„ใงๅฆ™ใซๅฅณๅญๅŠ›ใฎ้ซ˜ใ„็”ทใ ใŒใ€่“ๅญไฝœใ‚Šใฏใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใ‚น็™บๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚่ฆๅฎšไบ‹้ …้€šใ‚Šใซ็‰ฉไบ‹ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅฅดใจไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใ‚นใŒๆบœใพใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฃใกใ‚Šๅˆ†้‡่จˆ็ฎ—ใ‚’ใ—ใŸ่“ๅญใ‚’ๅคง้‡็”Ÿ็”ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไป–ใฎๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใซ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆ็”˜ใ„้ฆ™ใ‚ŠใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒไธๆฉŸๅซŒใช่จผๆ‹ ใชใฎใง็ทŠๅผตใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ไธๅบฆใ„ใ„้–“้ฃŸใซใชใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใๅˆ†ใซใ„ใใคใ‹ไฝœใฃใฆใใ‚Œใจไพ้ ผใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎๅ•†ๅบ—ใฎไป•ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†้‡ใŒ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚้…ใฃใฆๅ›žใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆธ›ใฃใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใชใ„ใปใฉใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅฏๅบŠใฏใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ ๆฏ›ๅธƒใ‚’ๆ•ทใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใฎๅฏๅบŠใซๆจชใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆž•ใฏไธๅบฆๅœฐ้ขใซใ›ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅคชใ„ๆ นใ ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ‚ดใƒญใ‚ดใƒญใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็†Ÿ็กใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๅฑ้™บใชใฎใงไธๅบฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใŸใพใพใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้™ใ‹ใซ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ็Œซ็ฃไบบใฎใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅถ็„ถใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไบบ้–“ใŒ่’้‡Žใฎใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซไบบ้‡Œใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€ใพใ—ใฆไธ€ไบบใงใ„ใ‚‹ใชใฉๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใฏ็ด”็ฒ‹ใช่ˆˆๅ‘ณใงใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใใฃใจ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ†ใกใซไฝ•ใ‹ใฎๅ„ฒใ‘่ฉฑใซ็น‹ใŒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใจ่ˆŒใ‚’ใƒšใƒญใƒชใจๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฝผใฎ็”Ÿๆฅใฎๆฌฒใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ‹•็‰ฉ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ›ใ‚ˆๆค็‰ฉใซใ›ใ‚ˆใ€็‹ฉใ‚Šใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ็”Ÿๆดปใฎ็ณงใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฃไบบใŸใกใซใจใฃใฆใ€็‰ฉๆฌฒใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ›ใ„ใœใ„็พŽๅ‘ณใ„็‰ฉใŒ้ฃŸในใŸใ„ใจใ‹ใ€้ ‘ไธˆใช็šฎใงๆœใŒไฝœใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸ็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ€้€š่ฒจใชใฉๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใฏ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใคใ็ใ—ใ„็‰ฉใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใŸใŒใ‚‹ๅฆ™ใช็™–ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅธฐใ‚‰ใชใ„็ฒ—ๆœซใชๅฎถใฎไธญใซใฏใ€็ถบ้บ—ใช็Ÿณใ‚„็ใ—ใ„ๆค็‰ฉใฎ็จฎใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒ่ฝใจใ—ใŸ็‰ฉใ‚„ๆญปไฝ“ใ‹ใ‚‰็›—ใ‚“ใ ไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„้“ๅ…ทใชใฉใ€็‹ญใ„ๅฎคๅ†…ใ‚’่ถณใฎ่ธใฟๅ ดใ‚‚ใชใ„ใปใฉใซๅŸ‹ใ‚ๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใ‚ใฎไบบ้–“ใฎๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸ) ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆœฌไฝใงใ‚ใจใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ๅˆ€ใซๅผ•ใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆณจใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซ้ ‚ใ„ใฆใ—ใพใŠใ†ใจๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไปŠใ€ใใฎใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใŒ่จชใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅคœใฎๅธณใŒใŠใ‚ŠใŸๆž—ใฎไธญใฏใ€ๆ›‡ใฎ่ฆ†ใ„็ฉบๆจกๆง˜ใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ไผใ„็œŸใฃๆš—ใงใ€ๅคœ็›ฎใŒๅŠนใใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใงใ‚‚ไฝ•ใจใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใ€‚ (่ตทใใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ‘ฝใŒๆƒœใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใช) ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใฏ็ฃไบบใจใ—ใฆใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ๅŠ›ใฏไฝŽใ„ใŒใ€ไบบ้–“็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใ‚‰ๅŠ›ใ‚‚้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚‚ไธŠๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่‡ชไฟกใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๅฝผใฏ็ฃไบบใจใ—ใฆใฏๅฐ‘ๆ•ฐๆดพใ ใŒๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ไบ‹ใซๆŠตๆŠ—ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ไปŠใ‚‚ใ€ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ้ชจใ‚’ๅ‰ŠใฃใฆไฝœใฃใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒๆŒใคๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ๆŒใกๆญฉใ„ใฆไฝฟใŠใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซๆŠตๆŠ—ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๆ€ใ‚ใฌๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฃใจ็›—ใฟใจใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚ใ‚Šใใ‚ใ‚Šใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใซ่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸ็›ฎใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใจๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซไป–ใฎไบบ้–“ใ‚„็ฃไบบใŒ้š ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚’่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ (ใ“ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใฏ่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎ้›†่ฝใ‚‚่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰้ขๅ€’ใ ) ใใฃใจๅˆ€ใธใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸใจใใ€ใตใจ่ถณๅ…ƒ่พบใ‚Šใซใ‚ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎใŒๅˆใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…จ่บซๅ‚ทใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใงใ€ๅณ่…•ใฎ่‚˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚’ใƒ–ใƒฉใƒ–ใƒฉใจๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็Œซ็ฃไบบใŒ่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎ้›†่ฝใซ้€ƒใ’่พผใ‚“ใงๆฅใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆ—ฉๆœใฎไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ€ใŸใ—ใ‚…ใ‘ใฆ......ใ€ ๆœ€ๅˆใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸ่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎ็”ทใซๅฟ…ๆญปใงๆ‡‡้ก˜ใ™ใ‚‹็Œซ็ฃไบบใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใซใ€ใ™ใŒใ‚Šใคใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๆ–นใฏๆททไนฑใ›ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅˆฅใซ่™Ž็ฃไบบใจ็Œซ็ฃไบบใฏไบคๆตใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๅŠฉใ‘ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚่™ŽใŸใกใฏ็Œซใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆๅฅณใชใ‚‰ใฐๆ”ซใฃใฆใ€็”ทใชใ‚‰ใฐใชใถใ‚Šๆฎบใ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€่ชฐใ‹ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚’็—›ใ‚ใคใ‘ใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใฎๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ไปฒ้–“ใฎใ›ใ„ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใ€่™Ž็ฃไบบใฏๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ„ใŸไปฒ้–“ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใŒใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ๅฝผใ‚‚ใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฌใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใŸใกใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‹? ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ๅธฐใฃใฆใใฆใญใ‡ใ—ใ‚ˆใ€ ไปฒ้–“ใฎไธ€ไบบใŒ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใฆใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใ‚’่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใƒใ„......ใกใ€้•ใ†ใ‚“ใ ! ไบบ้–“ใŒใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒ......ใ€ ้Œฏไนฑใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚ใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใ‚’ใ€่™ŽใŸใกใฏๆœใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค‰ใชๅฅดใŒๆฅใŸใ€ใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใŒใ“ใ‚“ใช่’้‡Žใฎๅฅฅใพใงๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใญใ‡ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใž?ใ€ ใ‚ฌใ‚ตใ‚ฌใ‚ตใจ่Œ‚ใฟใ‚’ใ‹ใๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฃใจ็€ใ„ใŸใ‹ใ€ใจๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ขดใซ่ฒผใ‚Šไป˜ใ„ใŸ่‰ใ‚’ไธๅฏงใซใคใพใฟไธŠใ’ใฆ่ฝใจใ™ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใฏๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซไบบ้–“ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใจใฏใชใ€ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ๆฅใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏไฟบใŸใก่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎใƒ†ใƒชใƒˆใƒชใƒผใ ใ€‚ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚ŠใฎใŠใ‚‚ใกใ‚ƒใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚็ฐกๅ˜ใซๆญปใฌใชใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ‚พใƒญใ‚พใƒญใจ้›†ใพใฃใฆใใ‚‹่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎ็”ทใŸใกใฏใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็ญ‹้ชจ้š†ใ€…ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๆฏ”ในใ‚‹ใจใตใŸๅ›žใ‚Šใฏๅคงใใ„ใ€‚ ๅฅณใ‚‚็›ธๅฝ“ๆ•ฐใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใˆใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใ‚‚ๆˆฆใ†ๆฐ—ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒชใจไผธใณใŸ่…•ใฎๅ…ˆใซใฏ็”ท้”ใซ่ฆ‹ๅŠฃใ‚Šใ—ใชใ„ใปใฉ้‹ญใ„็ˆชใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ„ใซไป‹ใ•ใšใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆญฉใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚......ใ€ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๅ–‰ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใฏใ€ๅฐป้ค…ใ‚’ไป˜ใ„ใŸใพใพๅพŒใšใ•ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ่ฟฝใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟ˜ใ‚Œ็‰ฉใ ใ€ ็กฌใ„็‰ฉใŒใถใคใ‹ใ‚‹้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใฎ่„ณๅคฉใซ้ชจใงๅ‡บๆฅใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใŒ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ็™ฝ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ็—™ๆ”ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใปใฉใชใไบ‹ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใ ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฌใƒ‰ใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ“ใจใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸ่™Ž็ฃไบบใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆณ‰ใฏใฉใ“ใ ? ็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ๆžœ็‰ฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ่žใ“ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹? ๆณ‰ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ ใ€ ๅฐ้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€่™Ž็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏ็ด ๆ—ฉใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹็ด ๆ—ฉใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ฌใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚ˆใฃใฝใฉ้€Ÿใ„ใ€ ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏ้•ทๆŒใกใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€ใจๅ˜ฏใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆๆ€’ใ‚Šๅฟƒ้ ญใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ–ใใช!ใ€ ็ˆชใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใใŸใฎใ‚’่ฟŽใˆๆ’ƒใคใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใจไธญๆŒ‡ใฎ้–ข็ฏ€ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸๆ‹ณใงๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆฎดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ”ใƒณใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใซ็—›่ฆšใ‚’ๆ‰“ใŸใ‚ŒใŸ็ฃไบบใŒ่…•ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใจใ€ใŒใ‚‰็ฉบใใฎ้ก”ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ€้ ญใจ้กŽใฎๆฏ›ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒๆŽดใฟใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใชใ€ ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆฏ›ใฎๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹้Ÿณใจ้ชจใŒๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‹้Ÿณใ‚’้Ÿฟใ‹ใ›ใฆใ€็ฃไบบใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๆปใ‚ŠๆŠ˜ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฃฐใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ›ใšใซๆญปใ‚“ใ ็ฃไบบใŒๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใซใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒ......ใ€ ๅผฑใ„ใจใ‚ฟใ‚ซใ‚’ใใใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบบ้–“็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚็ด ๆ‰‹ใงไปฒ้–“ใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ๅถ็„ถใ !ใ€ ๅซใณใชใŒใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸ็ฃไบบใซใฏใ€้Ž–้ŽŒใฎๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใ€่ถณใ‚’็ตกใ‚ๅ–ใฃใŸใพใพๆจชๅ‘ใใซๅผ•ใๅ€’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่„‡่…นใ‚’ๅผทใ‹ใซๆ‰“ใกไป˜ใ‘ใŸ็ฃไบบใฏใ€ๆ‚ถ็ตถใ™ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ใชใๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€้ŽŒใงๅ–‰ใ‚’่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใฃใจ่€ƒใˆใฆๅ‹•ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ‘†ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎๅฃใฎไธ€่ง’ใŒใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€ ็ฃไบบใŸใกใŒ้“ใ‚’่ญฒใ‚Šใ€้–‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ่™Ž็ฃไบบใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅคงใใชไฝ“ๆ ผใ‚’ใ—ใŸ็”ทใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŒใ“ใ“ใฎใƒœใ‚นใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ๆœใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฅฝใๆ”พ้กŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€ ่™Žใฎใƒœใ‚นใฏใ€ไธ‰ใคใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็‰™ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆๅจๅš‡ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆไฝ•ใŒๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ? ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ ใ€‚่ฒฌไปป่€…ใŒใŠๅ‰ใชใ‚‰่จ€ใ†ใŒใ€ๆ•™่‚ฒใŒใชใฃใจใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๆ•™่‚ฒใ ใจ?ใ€ ใƒ•ใƒณใ€ใจใƒœใ‚นใŒ้ผปใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใกไบบ้–“ใจไฟบใŸใกใฏ้•ใ†ใ€‚ๆ•ตใจ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใชใฉ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ่ฉฑใ‚’้ฎใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใงๅฃใ‚’ใธใฎๅญ—ใซๆ›ฒใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใซๅ‘ๆ€ฏใ‚‚ใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ๆ•ตใชใ‚‰ใ™ใใซๆฎบใ™ใ‹ๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅฎŸใซใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฃไบบใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏ็ˆชใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใงใใ‚“ใฎใ ! ใใฎ็‰™ใฏๅฝ็‰ฉใ‹? ็กฌใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚“ใ ใ‚‰็ฐกๅ˜ใซๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹! ่™Žใชใ‚‰ใ—ใชใ‚„ใ‹ใซๅ‹•ใๅ›žใฃใฆ็ฟปๅผ„ใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚! ้ˆ่ถณใ—ใ‹ใŠใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ็ช็„ถๆ†คๆ€’ใ‚’ใถใกใพใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€่™Ž็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏๅ‘†็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹ไป–ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใฏไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅผทใ„ๅฅดใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆ่’้‡ŽใพใงๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€่“‹ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใƒใ‚ซใฎไธ€ใค่ฆšใˆใช่™Žใจใ‚ณใ‚ฝๆณฅใฎ็Œซใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใจใฏ็„ก็ธใช็พŠใจๅ…Žใ ! ้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใฆใ‚“ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ๆ”พ้กŒใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€่™Žใฎใƒœใ‚นใฏ็œ‰้–“ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใฆๅ ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“้ขจๆƒ…ใŒๅ ใˆใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ ไป–ใฎ็ฃไบบใจใฏๆฏ”ใน็‰ฉใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„้€Ÿๅบฆใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฅฒใ†ใ€‚ ่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ‚„ใ‚Š้Žใ”ใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅ‰้ซชใ‚’ๆ•ฐๆœฌๆŒใฃใฆ่กŒใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸไบ‹ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚นใฏใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒๆฌกใฏใใ†ใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐใงใใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ่ผใใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ๅŽ็ดใ—ใฆๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใฎๅๅฟœใซใ€ๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใƒœใ‚นใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ผปใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฏใ‚’ๅธใ„ใ€ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—! ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹!ใ€
With a posture of being placed upside-down on the horse's back, Helen dimly came to her senses while being carried with a slow swaying. Watching the ground pass by in front of her with her rabbit ears shaking with a *piko piko*, she is waking up gradually. "E... Eh?" (Helen) Was it because I was the whole time in the same position? "Ah! You woke up, Helen!" (Reni) Being embraced by Reni, who came rushing over with a bright smile, Helen glared at Hifumi. "Where are you planning to take us!?" (Helen) "Don't know. I'm only following that person." (Hifumi) Looking at Hifumi, who answered readily and pointed at Reni, Helen turned her head towards Reni. "Hifumi-san's story is true. He accepted transporting the fainted you, Helen." (Reni) "It's my name. Putting that aside, you can go back home now that you recovered your consciousness. Well then, with this it's the end." (Hifumi)magic "Yes. Thank you very much until here." (Reni) Reni bowed very deeply. Helen, not understanding the circumstances, was at least cautious in regards to Hifumi. "I heard plenty of stories on the way here", Hifumi handed over several baked sweets to Reni and jumped on the horse. "Ah, while we are at it, please tell me two more things." (Hifumi) "Do you know the location of the village of the tiger fellows, who attacked me some time ago?" (Hifumi) Reni and Helen looked at each other due to Hifumi's question. "H-Hey, you! Don't get too cocky over winning against two or three. Although it's called village, aren't there several tens of tiger beastmen over there as well? Although you are already strange with just crossing through the wastelands by yourself, do you plan to go to your death!?" (Helen) Hifumi is nonchalantly listening to Helen rattling on and on. "That's right. To be precise, the point is that I'm searching for a fellow, who looks like they can kill me." (Hifumi) Helen became speechless due to Hifumi's words. However, Reni takes a step forward. "I know where it is." (Reni) "From the place those three appeared at, always head north-east. It's close to a large spring." (Reni) Seeing Hifumi nodding with a "I see", Reni laughed delightfully. "Why did you tell him?" (Helen) "Hifumi-san is probably a lot, lot stronger than the tiger people. Papa said it. Really strong people are very gentle." (Reni) "Therefore, Hifumi-san, who kindly gives me such tasty sweets, should be strong enough to not lose against anyone." Watching the innocently smiling Reni, Helen dropped her shoulders. "It can't be helped, I guess... You, escape to this place, if you get injured. Since we are always gathering fruits and medical herbs in this area, we will at least treat you injuries as thanks." (Helen) "Well now, thanks for that. I have another question though." (Hifumi) "What is it?" Reni tilted her head to the side. "Isn't there anything delicious to eat you can only find in these wastelands?" (Hifumi) Straddling the horse and exiting the woods, Hifumi is heading in the direction he was told by Reni. He passes the signs left by the tiger beastmen. "Hmm, I see. It's nice and easy that our destination is the same." (Hifumi) While tapping on the katana at his waist with his fingertips, he rides on the horse in a good mood. The "delicious thing" Reni told him about is a fruit growing on a tree characteristically growing large ivy's entangled with each other. It's flavour can't be called sweet but it's refreshing with a single bite. Not just Reni, even Helen, who listened next to her, had strings of drool hanging from her mouth, thus it was likely the truth. However, for the last few years the surroundings of the spring, where that tree grows en masse, is occupied by the tiger beastmen. The sheep and rabbit beastmen, who particularly looked forward to those among the blessings of the forest, felt dejected. As it is just the right occasion, let's try to make the topic of conversation eating that fruit after I meet the tigers. Entering the woods, the sun began to sink when he progressed for a while. As the horse started to show signs of exhaustion, Hifumi, who discovered a conspicuously large tree, decided to intentionally pass one night without sleeping here. Once he dismounted the horse and tied the reins to a suitable tree, he gave it fodder and water, stuffed his own cheeks with around three baked sweets and drank some water himself. These baked sweets were in fact handmade by Caim. He is a man, who has an oddly high level of femininity with his forte being cooking and cleaning, but he seems to vent stress by making pastry. If he works together with people, who don't go forward according to the prescribed regulations in everything, he will build up stress. Apparently he produces large amounts of pastry by accurately calculating the necessary amount. Hifumi heard that from the other civil officials. If one enters the office and there's a sweet fragrance drifting about, Caim is tense since it's a sign of him being displeased. Once Hifumi, who believed it to be perfect for snacking, requested of him to make a few as take-away share, Caim prepared an amount where you could wonder whether he was planning to stock up some shop. It's to the degree, that it doesn't feel like they would decrease, even if Hifumi were to go around and distribute them. "This thing is the bed, eh?" (Hifumi) He lies down on a spread out blanket. The pillow is a root, which was protruding from the ground in the right way. Although he tries to roll around a bit, it's just right since it's also dangerous to be sound asleep. While touching the katana with his left hand, Hifumi calmly closed his eyes. It was truly by coincidence that the cat beastman, Jaredo, caught sight of Hifumi's figure. It's unusual for a human to be in the wastelands and even more so in an area, which is separated this far from human habitations. Not to mention that it was the first time for one of them being alone. At the beginning it was genuine curiosity, but while secretly following him, he stuck out his tongue wondering whether it's not connected to some way to get rich quickly. That was because of his natural greed. Although it is called greed, beastmen, who are procuring their food for living by hunting animal opponents and plants, at most wanted to simply eat delicious things or to produce clothes out of solid hides. Something like currency naturally doesn't exist here. However, Jaredo had the strange habit of collecting rare things since his birth. His plain home, to which he doesn't return often, is filled with things like tools, of which he doesn't know the way of using stolen from corpses, and things dropped by humans, to a degree that there's no space to place one's feet indoor. (It's the first time I have seen the weapon, that human possesses.) While tagging along out of curiosity, Jaredo's look was obviously drawn to the katana. He decided to take it while the human is sleeping. And now that chance finally came. Within the woods, where the veil of darkness descended, it is pitch dark due to even the sky being covered by clouds. Even for Jaredo, who has night-sight, it is only at a level of him being able to see somehow. (Don't wake up, if you value your life.) Jaredo's fighting strength as beastman is low, but he has confidence that he can exceed in speed and strength, if his opponent is a human. Besides, he belongs to a minority among beastman, as he isn't opposed to using weapons. Even now he is tightly grasping a knife, which has been created by sharpening a bone, for the time he runs into resistance. He is certain that he will carry and use it, if he can obtain the weapon the human has. But there might be unexpected injuries, if the human struggles desperately. Therefore he chose to take and steal it secretly. Jaredo, who approached slowly and quietly, changed his position and looked around restlessly with his eyes wide open. He was cautious whether there would be other humans or beastmen hidden in the vicinity. (This area is close to the settlement of the tiger beastmen after all. It will become troublesome, if they find me.) At the moment he quietly extended his hand towards the katana, he accidentally saw the face of the human, being next to his feet. Their eyes met. It was early morning when a cat beastman came taking refugee in the tiger beastmen settlement while swaying with his right elbow dangling having his entire body covered in injuries all over. "H-el-p m..." (Jaredo) It cannot be helped that confusion sprang forth by the way the cat beastman Jaredo clung and frantically begged the first male tiger beastman he found. Even if there is interaction between cat beastmen and tiger beastmen, that doesn't mean they will particularly help each other either. Rather, the tigers despise cats and there are situations, where they will kidnap if it's a female and torture to death if it's a male upon meeting each other. "What's up? Someone gave this fellow a beating?" Believing the injuries of Jaredo being caused by his mates, he called out to his tiger beastmen mates, who were in the vicinity, but all of them answered that they didn't know. "Ain't that Gafan's group's work? They haven' come back since yesterday." Once one of his mates said that, the tiger beastman kicked Jaredo, who drew close, away. "Hiii... i-it's different! A human is... a human is..." (Jaredo) As Jaredo, who ranted and raved on in confusion, there's no tiger taking him serious and they laugh at him with "a strange guy came in the morning." "There ain't no way for a human to come this deep into the wastelands." "That's not true either though." Hifumi, who made an appearance by pushing his way through the thicket with a rustling, took a breath and said "I finally got here, huh?" Looking at the figure of Hifumi, who is carefully picking up the weeds clinging to his his hakama and throwing it away, Jaredo screamed. "A human has really appeared." "However, it's a bad place he came to. This place is our, the tiger beastmen's, territory. It's been a while since a plaything came along. Don't die too quickly." All of the male tiger beastmen, who are gathering in groups, are muscular and they are twice as big as Hifumi. On top of there also being females in considerable numbers, they apparently are thirsting to fight as well. Having arms, which are long and slender, their sharp claws, which can't be compared to the male ruffians from before, are visible. Even so, Hifumi, without feeling worried, slowly walks towards Jaredo. "A-Aaaah..." (Jaredo) Jaredo, whose voice is already unable to do anything else but tremble, fell on his backside while retreating, but Hifumi caught up to him in the blink of an eye. "You forgot something." (Hifumi) With the sound of hard things clashing against each other, he stabbed the knife, made out of bone, into Jaredo's crown of the head. Jaredo convulsed for a short while with his eyes rolling back, but before long he died. "So, that's that." (Hifumi) Confirming the death of Jaredo, Hifumi called out to the tiger beastman close-by. "Where's the spring? Aren't there tasty fruits close to it?" (Hifumi) "Didn't you listen? The place of the spring." (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi's behaviour being similar to that of a fool, the tiger beastmen quickly surrounded Hifumi. "Oh, aren't you fairly nimble? Was it Gafan? You are a lot faster than him." (Hifumi) As Hifumi asked them "Please last a bit longer than those guys", the beastmen became more and more enraged. "Don't babble!" As they attacked by swinging their claws downwards, Hifumi hit the wrist with a fist, formed out of the joints of middle finger and index finger. Hifumi, who extended his hand to the defenceless face once the beastman drew back his arm, which was hit with pinpoint attack causing a sense of pain, grabbed the hair of the head and chin. "See, it's easy to grab it." (Hifumi) While he was laughing, the sound of pulling out the fur and breaking their bones resounded. Then he twisted the beastman's neck and broke it. Without even leaking a voice, the beastman dies and crumbles down. "A-A h-human has..." Due to taking human opponents lightly as being weak, and even more so as their mate was killed barehanded, the beastmen were surprised. "A-A coincidence!" The beastman leaped at him while roaring. Throwing the counterweight of the kusarigama, it entangled their feet and they were pulled down sideways. The beastman, who was severely knocked into their flank, fainted in agony, was drawn close in no time and had its throat sliced open with the sickle. "Move once you think a bit more." (Hifumi) Hifumi is disgusted and a section of the beastmen wall stirs. "Somehow it doesn't seem like you are a normal human." With the beastmen making a path, a male, who had an even bigger physique than the other beastmen, came walking towards Hifumi through the open spot. "You are this place's boss?" (Hifumi) "That's right. Looks like you did as you please since morning." After the tiger boss looked at the three corpses, he threatened Hifumi by baring its fangs. "What's so fun about showing your teeth? Rather than that, although you say you are the person in charge, you have no education." (Hifumi) "Education, you say?" "Humph", the boss snorts. "You humans and us are different. We kill if we consider them an enemy. Something like expressly talking it out..." "That's not the case." Interrupting his speech, Hifumi folded his arms and his mouth curved into a he. "There's no unfairness or damnation in fighting. You say you immediately kill, if it's an enemy. That's fine. That's truly great." (Hifumi) "But", Hifumi points at the corpse of a beastman. "Why are you unable to do anything but cutting with your claws!? Are those fangs a decoration!? Won't you easily break something hard by biting it!? If you are tigers, you have to lead your enemies by the nose by moving around! Aren't you just slow-footed dimwits!?" (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi suddenly bursting in anger, the tiger beastmen can't do anything but being dumbfounded. "I came to the wastelands wondering whether there are fellows slightly stronger than humans. And once I look at the results, there were tigers, I can only remember as idiots, a thieving cat and a sheep and rabbit, which are unrelated to fighting! Are you looking down on me!?" (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi saying all he has to say, the tiger boss' eyebrows trembled and he roared. "The likes of humans don't bark!" Hifumi is attacked by a strike that can't be compared in speed to the other beastmen. He let it go past by barely lowering his head, but several strands of his forehead bangs were ripped away. Due to the situation of Hifumi raising his voice, the boss grinned broadly and laughed. "Somehow you dodged it, eh? But the next will..." "Aren't you able to do it, if you try!?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who showed a sparkling smile, stows the kusarigama away and retrieves the katana. In the presence of the boss, who ended up hardening due to the unforeseen reaction, Hifumi drew his katana. Inhaling his breath through the nose, he slowly exhales it out of his mouth. "Alright! Shall we begin then!?" (Hifumi)
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ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚’ๆ—ฉๆœใซๅ‡บ็™บใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซๅคง้‡ใฎใŠๅœŸ็”ฃใ‚’็ฉใ‚“ใงใ€ๅฐšไธ”ใคๅคงๆ€ฅใŽใงใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆ็–พ่ตฐใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๅพก็”จใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ€ใจใซใ‹ใ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ใŠๆญขใ‚ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹!ใ€ ่ก—้“ใ‚’ใฒใŸ่ตฐใ‚‹้ฆฌ่ปŠใซไธฆ่ตฐใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€้ฆฌใ‚’้ง†ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ๅๅใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’้ธๆŠœใ—ใŸๅฝผใฏใ€้จŽ้ฆฌใซใฆ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚’็™บใ—ใ€็ฟŒๆ—ฅใซใฏๆŠ•ๅฎฟใ—ใŸๅฐใ•ใช็”บใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ่ฟฝใ„ใคใไบ‹ใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏๅคซใฎๅ…ƒใธไธ€ๅˆปใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใๅธฐใ‚‰ใญใฐใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฆปใจใ—ใฆใฎๅ‹คใ‚ใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ใฎใซใ€ไธ€็ง’ใงใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็„ก้ง„ใซใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ้ฆญ่€…ๅธญใซ่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฎๅฟ…ๆญปใฎๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ๆทก็™ฝใชๅๅฟœใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพใŠ่žใใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ„ใใ‚‰ๅนณๆฐ‘ใจใ„ใˆใฉใ€ไปŠใฏไผฏ็ˆตๅคซไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใใ†ๅผทใใฏๅ‡บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใพใจใ‚‚ใซไผš่ฉฑใฎๅ ดใ‚’่จญใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ—ฉใ€…ใซ่ซฆใ‚ใ€้ฆฌใ‚’ๆ“ใ‚Šไธฆ่ตฐใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ็Ž‹ใŒๅดฉๅพกใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใใฎๅ ฑใ‚’่žใ„ใŸๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎไธ€้ƒจใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŒใ€่ปใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใฆใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๆ–น้ขใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๅๅฏพๅดใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใซใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ้•ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ใจใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๅ›žใฎไปถใ€ๅ…จใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซ้–ข้€ฃใ—ใฆๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใŒใ”ๆ‡ธๅฟตใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็‚นใŒไธ‰ใคใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใฉใ‚‚ใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใซ?ใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚ฌใƒฉใจ้Ÿฟใ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎ่ปŠ่ผชใฎ้Ÿณใฎไธญใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅฃฐใฏไธๆ€่ญฐใจ่‰ฏใ้€šใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠไผบใ„ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ“ใ‚Œใงใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝๆ–น้ขใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใจใฎๅˆๆตใŒๆ—ฉใพใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่‰ฏใ„ใ€ใจ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’็ดๅพ—ใ•ใ›ใ€้ฆฌใ‚’ๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไธฆ่ตฐใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ใคใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธ็•™ๅญฆไธญใฎใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใฎไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ†…ใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†้€”ไธญใง้€ ๅ่ฒดๆ—ใฎๆ‰‹ใฎ่€…ใŒ็‹™ใ†ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไบŒใค็›ฎใฏใ€็พๅœจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ†…ใซ้ง็•™ใ—ใ€ๆˆฆ่ก“ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ…ตใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏไปŠใ€ๅฑๆฉŸ็š„็Šถๆณใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œไธ‰ใค็›ฎใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๅฅณใงใ™ใ€ไผฏ็ˆตๅคซไบบใ€ ๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹้ฆฌไธŠใงใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ†ใพใใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚ŒๆธกใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ไผฏ็ˆตใฎไป‹ๅ…ฅใฏๆฅตๅŠ›้ฟใ‘ใŸใ„ใฏใšใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใฎไบˆๆธฌใงใฏใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็‹™ใ†่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฏใ€ไผฏ็ˆตไปฅไธŠใฎๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ€็™บ่จ€ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅข—ใ™ใ“ใจใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€‚้™›ไธ‹ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ้‡็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใงใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅใๆจใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ็นๆ „ใ‚‚ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็™บ่จ€ๅŠ›ใฎๅผทใ•ใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…จใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ไฝ™ไบบใŒๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไฝ•ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒๆœ‰ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใ‚‚ใใ†ๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ—ใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ‚‚ไปŠๅ›žใฎไปถใฏๅ้€†่กŒ็‚บใจใ—ใฆ่ฆๅฎšใ—ใ€็›ธๅฟœใฎๅ‡ฆ็ฝฐใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ็Ž‹ไฝ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟ่€…ใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ†…ใงๅฎณใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏไฝ•ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚้ฟใ‘ใญใฐใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ๅŒใ˜้ƒจ้šŠใ‹ๅˆฅๅƒ้šŠใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่ญท่ก›ใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚’็„กไบ‹ใซใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธใจ้€ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฎไปปๅ‹™ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ไบˆๅฎšใจใ—ใฆใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’็„กไบ‹ใซ้ ˜ๅœฐใธ้€ใ‚Šใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใจๅˆๆตใ—ใฆไธ€ๅบฆ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธใจๅŒ่กŒใ—ใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅคšใใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ่ญท่ก›ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบ‹ๆƒ…ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€็งใซ่ญท่ก›ใฏๅฟ…่ฆใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—......ไธ‡ไธ€ใ€ไผฏ็ˆตๅคซไบบใซไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—็งใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅคซใŒๅพฉ่ฎใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใงใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๅฝ“็„ถใงใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใใ„ใฃใจๅฃใฎ็ซฏใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€่–„ใ้–‹ใ„ใŸๅ”‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€ชใ—ใ„็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซใจใฃใฆใฎโ€œๆ•ตๅฏพโ€ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅคซใซใจใฃใฆใฎๆ•ตๅฏพ่กŒ็‚บใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ‹ๅฆใ‹ใ€ใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€็งใชใฉใŒใฉใ†ใชใ‚ใ†ใจๆ„ใซใ‚‚ไป‹ใ•ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅผทใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใจๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œใฐ้•ใ„ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ไบบ่ณชใซใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงๆ„ๅ‘ณใฏ็„กใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ€็ตถๅฅใ—ใฆๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ€ไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใงใ™ใญใ€ ใตใ‚“ใ€ใจๅ˜ฒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฏใ‚’ๅใใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœ€ๅˆใซๆˆฆใ„ใฎๆ‰‹ใปใฉใใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆ? ใใ†็ฐกๅ˜ใซไบบ่ณชใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ไธ‡ใŒไธ€ๆ•ใพใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นไปฅๅค–ใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใซใฉใ‚“ใชๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใงใ‚‚่‡ช่ฃใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจ้šŠใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅฟƒ้…็„ก็”จใงใ™ใ€ ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚‚็งใปใฉใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใกใ‚“ใจๆ•ตใ‚’ๆฎฒๆป…ใ™ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—ไผ‘ใฟใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๅฅฝใใซใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใซๅผ•ใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎโ€œๆ•ตโ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ™ใฎใ‹......ใ€ ็‹ฌใ‚Š่จ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€่น„ใจ่ปŠ่ผชใฎ้Ÿณใซใ‹ใๆถˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜่ปๆ•™ๅฐŽ้ƒจ้šŠ้•ทใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใฏใ€ๅๅใฎ้šŠๅ“กใŸใกใจๅ…ฑใซๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใซ้™ฃใ‚’ๆ•ทใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ้€š่ทฏใจใชใ‚‹็ ฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ไธกๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฏไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซ้€€้ฟใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใฏๅ…จๅ“กใŒ่ฟ‘ใใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ…ต่ˆŽใงๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฏๆ•ต่ปใŒไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใใŸๅ ดๅˆใซๅ‚™ใˆใฆๆ…ŒใŸใ ใ—ใๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใŸใกใŒๅฑ•้–‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไบ”ๅฐใฎๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใฎใฟใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚„ๆ—ฅๆœฌๅˆ€้ขจใฎ็‰‡ๅˆƒๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ—ใ€็ฐก็ด ใช้Žงใ‚’็€่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใธใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎไผไปคใŒ้ฆฌใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใฆ้ง†ใ‘่พผใ‚“ใงๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๆ–นใ€…ใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ›ธ็Šถใ‚’ใŠๆŒใกใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸ! ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใฏใฉใกใ‚‰ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใ ใ€ ใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใฏ้ฆฌใ‚’้™ใ‚ŠใŸไผไปคใฎๅ‰ใซใฒใ‚‡ใ„ใจๅ‡บใฆใใฆใ€ไธ‰ใคๆŠ˜ใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงๅ™จ็”จใซ้–‹ใ„ใฆใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใฏ่…ฐใฎ้Ž–้ŽŒใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใŸใพใพใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใ“ใจใงใ€ไผไปคใฏใ™ใงใซใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใŸใกใŒ่‡จๆˆฆๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Šใ€่ˆŒใ‚’ๅทปใ„ใŸใ€‚ใพใ ๆ•ตใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„ๆ™‚็‚นใงๆญฆ่ฃ…ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜่ปใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ไผไปคใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใพใง่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’ๆ€ ใ‚‰ใชใ„่€…ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎใฟใชใ‚‰ใšใ€ไป–ใฎ่ปใงใ‚‚ใฉใ‚Œใปใฉๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็–‘ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ไผไปคใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹็„ก็ฒพใฒใ’ใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใŸ็”ทใซๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ ใŸใŸใฟ็›ดใ—ใŸ็ด™ใ‚’ใ€ใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ‡ใซใ„ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใฏใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ€‚ไธ€ๅฟœใฏใ€ไฟบใŸใกใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹็‚บใซๅฟ…่ฆใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใƒ‹ใ‚ซใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใฎๅ‰ๆญฏใฏไธ€ๆœฌ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณๆง˜ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฎ่ปใงใฒใจ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€‚่ฒดๆฎฟใ‚‰ใฎ้ƒจ้šŠใฏๅฐ‘ๆ•ฐใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไบ”็™พใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใจใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏ?ใ€ ใƒ€ใƒกใƒ€ใƒกใ€ใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ€ใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใฏๅฃใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฏ„ใ›้›†ใ‚ใงใ‚‚ไบ”็™พใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใจใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณๆง˜ใฎๅ…ตๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ…จ้ƒจใ‹ใ้›†ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ๅŒๆ•ฐไปฅไธ‹ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ไผไปคใฏใ€้ ทใ„ใฆ่‚ฏๅฎšใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใพใจใ‚‚ใซใถใคใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚้…ทใ„ๆ่€—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใฎใŒใ‚ชใƒใ ใ‚ใ€‚ไบ”็™พ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซไบ”ๅƒใงๆˆฆใ†ใชใ‚‰ๅˆฅใ ใ‘ใฉใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€่ฒดๆฎฟใ‚‰ใฏใŸใฃใŸๅไธ€ๅใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€ŒไฟบใŸใกใฏใพใจใ‚‚ใซๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆฆใ†ใชใ‚“ใ–ใ—ใญใ‡ใ‚ˆ? ้ƒจไธ‹ใŒใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ไปฒ้–“ใ‚‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ต้•ทๅฎ˜ใซๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใกใพใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ€ใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใฏไธ€ใคใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใจๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใฒใจใคๆๆกˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณๆง˜ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ใชใ‚‹ในใๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ•ใšใ€ไฟบใŸใกใ‚‚ๆๅฎณใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใšใซใ€ๆ•ตใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ไผฏ็ˆตๆง˜ใธใŠไผใˆใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ไผไปคใŒ็ด ๆ—ฉใ็ญ†่จ˜ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’ใฟใฆใ€ใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใฏไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’ๅฎŒ็ตใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใพใใ„ใ‘ใฐใ€ๆๅฎณใฏๆœ€ๅฐใงๆธˆใ‚€ใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅคšใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ‚’้ ผใฟใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œไบ†่งฃใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใธใฏ็งใŒ็›ดๆŽฅใŠไผใˆใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใŒใฃใ—ใ‚Šใจๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงๆกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใ€ใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใฏใพใŸๆญฏๆŠœใ‘ใฎ้ก”ใง็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงใ†ใพใใ‚„ใฃใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๅธฐใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ต้•ทๅฎ˜ใซ่ค’ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใœ!ใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†็”ทใŒใใ“ใพใงๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็พŽๅฅณใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใจไผไปคใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใ„ใ†ๅฅณๆ€งใฎๅงฟใ‚’ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๅฎŸ็‰ฉใจใฏใพใฃใŸใ้•ใ†ใ€ๅคงไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€งใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๆใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃ!?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎไน—ใ‚‹้ฆฌ่ปŠใ€ใใฎ้ฆฌใซใ„ใใชใ‚Š็ŸขใŒๆ‰“ใก่พผใพใ‚Œใ€้ฆญ่€…ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜่ปใฎๅฅณๆ€งๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ้ฉšใ„ใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎ็—›ใฟใซใ„ใชใชใ„ใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใ“ใ‚“ใ ้ฆฌใซๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไฝต่ตฐใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ฆฌใ‚‚่ปขใถใ€‚ ๅฟ…็„ถ็š„ใซ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚‚ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ่ทฏไธŠใธๆ”พใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅผทๆ‰“ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉ่จ“็ทดใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ—่บซใ‚’ใจใ‚Šใ€่‡ดๅ‘ฝๅ‚ทใฏ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅณ่…•ใฏ้ชจๆŠ˜ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใๆฟ€ใ—ใๅ‚ทใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใฌใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฆใ€ๆ•ต่ฅฒ! ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌๆง˜ใ€ใ”็„กไบ‹ใงใ™ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹!? ๅ…จๅ“กใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚!ใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ้ฆฌใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้šไผดๅ…ตใฏไบ”ๅใฎๅฅณๆ€งใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎ้ฆญ่€…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’้™คใ„ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๅพŒ็ถšใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆ่ฟฝ็ชใฏๅ…ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ้™่ปŠใ—ใ€ๆจช่ปขใ—ใŸ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌๆง˜! ใ‚ใฃ!?ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธ€็ญ‹ใฎ็ŸขใŒ้ฃ›ๆฅใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ็€ใ‚‹้Žงใ‚’ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ้‡‘ๅฑžใฎ็”ฒ้ซ˜ใ„้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใซ็ทŠๅผตใŒ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‹ใชใ?ใ€ ๆญปใ‚“ใ˜ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใญใ‡ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ†็”ทใฎๅฃฐใŒใ—ใฆใ€่ก—้“่„‡ใฎ่Œ‚ใฟใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚พใƒญใ‚พใƒญใจ้Žงใ‚’็€ใŸ็”ทใŸใกใŒ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅ…ˆ้ ญใซใฏใ€ใƒ‹ใ‚ฟใƒ‹ใ‚ฟใจ็ฌ‘ใ†่–„ๆฑšใ‚ŒใŸ้ฉ้Žงใฎๅฐ็”ทใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใฏใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒ”ใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚ฟไผฏ็ˆตใฎๆ‰‹ใฎ่€…ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŒ่ชฐไฝ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฐ็”ทใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅฅณๆ€งๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใ‡......ๅฅณใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใจใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ็ใ—ใ„ใชใใ€‚่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅฅฅๆง˜ใŒๆญปใ‚“ใงใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใŠๆฅฝใ—ใฟใฏๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใชใ€ ่ˆใ‚ใพใ‚ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€ๅฅณๆ€งๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ‚พใƒฏใƒชใจ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ๅ†ทใŸใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒ่ตฐใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใฃใจใ€ๅ‹•ใใชใ‚ˆใ‰? ใพใ ็Ÿขใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ่–„ๆฑšใ„็”ทใŸใกใฎ้ ญใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ๅฐ็”ทใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้ฎใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ท็‰ฉใŒใ‚ฏใƒƒใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใซใชใ‚Šใ€ๅคงใ—ใŸๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌๆง˜!ใ€ ใ€Œใธใธใ‡ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใŒใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Š่‹ฅใ„ใ‚“ใ ใชใใ€ ใ€Œ็ญ”ใˆใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใŒใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใ—ใงใ‹ใ—ใŸๅ…ƒๅ‡ถใงใ™ใญ?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€็Ÿขใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใ€ใ™ใงใซๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹้ฆฌใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๆญปใซใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅณ่…•ใ‚’ๅฐ็”ทใซๅทฎใ—ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‹ใ™ใ‹ใช้ขจๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎ็Ÿญใ„้ฆ–ใซไธ€็ญ‹ใฎ่ตคใ„็ทšใŒๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‡?ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎใพใพ่žใใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅฐ็”ทใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆš—ใๆฟใฃใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใฎ็ฝชใฏไบŒใคใ€‚ไธ€ใคใฏใ€็งใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ็‚บใซไธ‰ๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‘ใฆๅŽณ้ธใ—ใŸ้™ถๅ™จใฎ้ฃŸๅ™จใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใฃใŸใ“ใจใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ไธ‡ๆญปใซๅ€คใ—ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใ€‚ๅคซใซไผšใ†ใŸใ‚ใซๅฎถ่ทฏใ‚’ๆ€ฅใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๅฆปใฎ่ถณๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ€‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ‚‹็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’่จฑใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ญใ€ใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ€้–‰ใ˜ใŸใพใพใฎ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๅฐ็”ทใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็ชใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎๅคง็ฝชใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ไธ€็ง’ใงใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ้€ใในใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใŒๅฐ็”ทใฎ้กใ‚’ๅฐ็ชใใจใ€้ฆ–ใŒ็ถบ้บ—ใซ่ƒดใจๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้›ขใ•ใ‚Œใ€ไธธใ„้ ญใŒใ‚ณใƒญใ‚ณใƒญใจ่ก—้“ใ‚’่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ฆ–ใฎ็„กใ„่บซไฝ“ใฏใ€็Ÿญใ„่ถณใง็ซ‹ใฃใŸใพใพใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไธ–ใงๅ็œใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ๅ‘†็„ถใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŒใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ŸขใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใž! ๅ…จๅ“ก......ใ€ ใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใ„ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใงๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’้š ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€่Œ‚ใฟใซ้š ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ‡บใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅๅ…ญไบบใŒๅ…จใฆใงใ™ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ไปฅๅ‰ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ้–‹็™บใ—ใŸใ‚จใ‚ณใƒผใƒญใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ ใŒใ€ใ™ใงใซใใฎ็ฒพๅบฆใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎ้šœๅฎณ็‰ฉใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฎใจใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ…Ž่ง’ใ€ใใฎใ“ใจใŒๅˆคใ‚ŒใฐใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŸใก้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚‚้ ๆ…ฎใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๆ•็ธ›ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎไธ€ๅฃฐใงใ€ๅฅณๆ€งๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ•ฐใŒๅฐ‘ใชใใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅฅณๆ€งใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่ฅฒๆ’ƒ่€…ใŸใกใ‚‚่–„็ฌ‘ใ„ใงๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๅคฑๆ•—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่‰ใ‚’ๅˆˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใŒไธ€ไบบใฎๅ–‰ใ‚’ใ–ใฃใใ‚ŠใจๆŠ‰ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงไธ€ไบบใŒๆญปใซใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚ๆฌกใ€…ใซใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚็ขบๅฎŸใซๆฏใฎๆ นใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ€ๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏ......ใ€ ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅฏพ่ฑกใ ใจ่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฅณๆ€ง้™ฃใŒ็นฐใ‚Šๅบƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใซใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎไธ€ไบบใŒใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๆ•ใ‚‰ใˆใฆๅฐ‹ๅ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ€ฅใ’ใ€็š†ๆฎบใ—ใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใžใ€ ใ‚‚ใฎใฎๆ•ฐๅˆ†ใงๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏ็ต‚ไบ†ใ—ใ€่ฅฒๆ’ƒ่€…ใฏ็ตๅฑ€ใ€ไธ€ไบบๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใšๆƒจๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฏไธ€ๅฐใ“ใ“ใซๆจใฆใฆใ„ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šไธ€ๅฐใงๅธฐใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ€ฅใŽใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎไธ€ไบบใŒไบ‹ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ•ใฃใจๆญฆๅ™จใฎ่ก€ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ„ใ€ๅฃŠใ‚ŒใŸ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ท็‰ฉใ‚’็งปใ™ไฝœๆฅญใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ......ใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅผ•ใใคใฅใไผฏ็ˆตๅคซไบบใซๅŒ่กŒใ—ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใจๅˆๆตใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ไป–ใซไฝ•ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€ใจใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ้ฆฌใซไน—ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚‚ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ๆžšใฏ็„กไบ‹ใงใ—ใŸใ‹!ใ€ ใŠๅœŸ็”ฃใฎ้™ถๅ™จใซ็„กๅ‚ทใฎ็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ไธๅฏงใซ็ฎฑใซๆˆปใ—ใ€ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซ่ƒธใซๆŠฑใใ—ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ†ใฃใจใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉ็„กๆฎ‹ใช้ฆ–็„กใ—ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅฅณๆ€งใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใปใฉใ€่‰ถใฃใฝใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚
Departing Orsongrande early in the morning, Origa dashed towards Fokalore at high speed even while having large quantities of souvenirs loaded into the carriage. "So, what's your business?" (Origa) "C-Can't you at least stop the carriage!?" The one galloping next to the carriage on his horse was Knight Midas. Receiving Imeraria's order, he, who chose ten knights, was able to catch up with Origa the next day, just when she was about to leave a small town where she lodged at, by racing from the capital on horse. "I have to return to the side of my husband right away. I can't waste even a second pointlessly to accomplish my duty as his wife." (Origa) Origa, who bent herself forward in the coachman seat, indifferently reacts to Midas' desperate appeal. "Well, then please listen just like this." (Midas) No matter how much she might have been a commoner, he can't behave too obstinately towards Origa who is now a countess.* Quickly abandoning the hope of establishing a proper place for a conversation, he continues the talk while controlling his horse. "Horant's king has died. Hearing that news, a part of our country's nobles headed in the direction of Horant while leading their armies." (Midas) "Is that so? However, Horant is on the opposite side, isn't it? Are you saying that there's movement on Vichy's side as well?" (Imeraria) "It's something else", Midas shakes his head. "In the current situation there are three worrisome points in total related to Fokalore for Her Majesty, the Queen." (Midas) "To our territory?" (Origa) Origa's voice carries strangely well among the sounds of the carriage's wheels rattling across the highway. "Let's hear them." (Origa) Even so, Origa doesn't show any inclination to stop the carriage. Will I arrive in Fokalore like this? That's fine since it will speed up my linking up with Nelgal who is supposed to be heading in the direction of the capital "First point is about Nelgal-sama who is studying abroad in Fokalore. Leaving aside within the territory of Fokalore, there is the possibility of the subordinates of the rebellious nobles aiming for him while he's on the way towards our direction. Second, there are the soldiers of Fokalore who are currently stationed in Horant to carry out tactics teaching. It might be fine to say that they are currently in a critical situation." (Midas) "What's the third point?" (Origa) "It's you, Countess." (Midas) Midas skilfully keeps his balance on the shaking horse back. "As the ability of Count Tohno is well-known, they should want to avoid the intervention of the Count as much as possible. According to the prediction of Her Majesty, the Queen, the nobles, who are aiming at Horant, should be targeting to increase their influence by showing their competency to Her Majesty through achieving higher military gains than the Count." (Midas) "What a foolish notion. Did her Majesty actually bestow the title after having seen Hifumi-sama's military gains?" (Origa) "From their viewpoint it might have looked like that." (Midas) "How disgusting", Origa spat out. "The prosperity of Fokalore as well as his strong influence on her Majesty, all of it is because it's Hifumi-sama doing it. I wonder what kind of meaning it would have even if other people did the same." (Midas) "I believe so as well. Ruling this time's matter as treasonous act, Her Majesty will be able to punish them at a suitable time. But, even so we have to avoid at all costs to injure the heir of Horant's throne within Orsongrande." (Origa) Reading this chapter anywhere but at Infinite Novel Translations means it has been stolen This time Midas' mission was to send Nelgal safely off to Horant and to escort Origa although he didn't know whether to do that in one unit or to split up. "I have understood the state of affairs. However, it's not necessary for you to escort me." (Origa) "But... if something happens to you, Countess, in the worst case, Count Tohno will..." (Midas) "If I were to be killed, will my husband actually take revenge?" (Origa) "T-That's only natural..." (Midas) "It won't happen." (Origa) Suddenly opening her mouth, Origa leaks an ominous laughter from her lightly opened lips. "If you want to know why, it's because that wouldn't be a "hostility" towards Hifumi-sama. Whether my husband would regard an intentional attack against me as hostile act towards himself, is it? He likely doesn't worry in his mind what will happen to someone like me. Of course, it will be different if he realizes that it's a powerful opponent. But at the very least, there's no meaning even if they used me as hostage." (Origa) Midas grasped the reins while being speechless. "Besides, it would be unpleasant, you know." (Origa) "Humph", she breathes out as if ridiculing him. "Didn't I receive training in the basics of fighting from Hifumi-sama at the beginning? Do you think that I will be taken hostage that easily? Even in the unlikely event that I'm caught, I will deal with it myself using all means possible before anyone can touch me except that man." (Origa) "G-Got it. And, about the unit dispatched to Horant..." (Midas) "It's pointless to worry about them, too." (Origa) Gently stroking her iron-ribbed fan, Origa answered without hesitation. "Although it's not to the extent as with me, they have also properly received Hifumi-sama's coaching. They will neatly eliminate the enemy." (Origa) Midas even had no time to call out to her as Origa withdrew inside the carriage after saying "Please do as you like if you wish to accompany me since I will take a break for a bit now." "Just how the hell will they identify those "enemies"...?" (Midas) The words, he muttered similar to a monologue, were drowned out by sounds of the wheels and hooves. The commanding training officer of the Fokalore feudal army Ma Carme took up position at the national border on Orsongrande's side with ten team members. The soldiers of both countries have taken temporary shelter at the fortress' which are the passage of the border. All of the soldiers of Orsongrande are on standby in the barracks nearby. Horant's soldiers were busy preparing for the attack of the enemy army. What Ma Carme's group has deployed are five spear throwers. And all of them have kusarigama and Japanese-styled single-edged swords equipped and are wearing plain armours. Support the translator by reading this chapter at Infinite Novel Translations! At that place a single messenger came rushing in on his horse. "Gentlemen of Fokalore, I hold a letter from Count Biron-sama. Where's the one in charge?" "It's me." (Ma) Suddenly appearing in front of the messenger who dismounted from his horse, Ma Carme accepted the threefold parchment. Opening it skilfully with his left hand, his right hand remained on the kusarigama at his waist. As the Fokalore feudal army is already armed at a point of time where the enemy still isn't visible and moreover with the person receiving the letter not being negligent in his caution even towards a messenger, there are likely no other troops like that in not only Orsongrande but the other countries as well. Even though he was suspicious of him, the messenger admired the man with his sloppily grown beard in front of him. "I see." (Ma) Ma Carme put the re-folded paper in his pocket. "I have received this letter. Pretty much it seems like we are required for the sake of protection." (Ma) The front teeth of Ma Carme, who smiled broadly, are lacking. "It looks like Biron-sama intends to fight a battle with his own troops." (Ma) "Yes. There's also the matter of your unit having too few numbers. It will likely be difficult with the opponent having 500 soldiers..." "Let's stop that." (Ma) "Ha?" "No, no", waving his hands, Ma Carme pouted. "As the other party has put together 500 soldiers, Biron-sama's military forces will be below that even if he scrapes up all of them, right?" (Ma) The messenger confirmed it with a nod. "Therefore, the end result will likely turn into an unreasonable loss if we met them from the front. Though it would be different if you fought 500 opponents with 5.000." (Ma) "However, you are just 11, aren't you?" "It ain't like we will fight fairly from the front, you know? If my subordinates were done in, me, my friends and everyone would get scolded by Military Director Alyssa." (Ma) Raising his index finger, Ma Carme began to talk that he has one request. "I have one proposal. I'd like to request your cooperation in finishing off the enemy without us suffering any losses and without decreasing Biron-sama's troops as much as possible." (Ma) "Well, then let me inform Count-sama about this." Watching the messenger swiftly taking out writing materials, Ma Carme explained the whole strategy to him. "If it turns out well, it will finish with the least losses. Since the number of opponents is a bit much, I'd like to ask for your assistance." (Ma) "Understood. I will directly inform Count Biron of this." Firmly shaking their left hands with each other, Ma Carme smiled again with his teeth-less face. "If we return to Fokalore after being successful with this, I will be able to get praised by Director Alyssa!" (Ma) The messenger imagined the appearance of the woman called Alyssa whom he hasn't seen yet. Of course it was totally different from reality as he imagined an adult woman. "Uwaah!?" With an arrow suddenly stuck in the horse who pulled the carriage with Origa on board, the female soldier of the Fokalore feudal army, who served as coachman, raised her voice in surprise. Being dragged in by the horse which fell while neighing due to the excessive pain, the horse, which ran next to it, falls down as well. Inevitably the balance of the carriage falls apart, too, and the soldier was thrown out on the road. Although receiving a blow to her shoulder, she used ukemi, which she had been forced to train until getting fed up with it, and avoided a fatal wound. Even so she felt intense pain as she apparently fractured her right arm. However, even apart from that, there's something she has to do first. "E-Enemy attack! Origa-sama, are you alright!?" "Are you safe!? All hands, surround the carriage!" (Midas) Jumping off the horse, Midas drew his sword. Origa's attendants are five female soldiers. Everyone, except the soldier who acted as coachman of Origa's carriage, was staying on the following carriage and barely escaped from a rear-end collision. Everyone disembarks quickly and rushes to the toppled-over carriage while drawing their swords. "Origa-sama! Ah!?" Another arrow came flying and grazed the armour worn by a soldier. Causing a high-pitched metallic sound, it raises the tension of everyone. "Don't you think you have gone a bit too far?" "It will be more fun if they die", a male voice said. Men, who wore armours appeared in groups from the thickets at the road's sides. Translated by Infinite Novel Translations! At their lead was a small man who wore a slightly dirty leather armour and grinned broadly. "You bastards are the subordinates of Count Aspilketa, eh?" Midas asked for their identity, but ignoring him, the small man surveyed the female soldiers of Fokalore. "Hoo... there's only female soldiers, that's unusual. Even if the noble's wife dies, there will still be amusement left." Sensing gazes as if being licked all over, the female soldiers felt a chill run down their spines with a shiver. "Uh-oh, don't move. There's still arrows left. If you make unnecessary movements, that person..." "Are you the leader of those filthy men?" (Origa) The one who obstructed the words of the small man was Origa who came out from the carriage. As the luggage has become a cushioning, she hasn't suffered any major injuries. "Origa-sama!" "Hehee, that's you, eh? You are younger than I expected." "Answer me. Are you the ringleader of this mess?" (Origa) Origa pointed at the horse which has already died after receiving an arrow and collapsing. "Then, die." (Origa) Once Origa points her right arm towards the small man, a faint sound of wind comes forth and his short neck had a red line drawn on it. "Ue?" "Listen just like this." (Origa) While slowly approaching the small man, Origa faced him with a dark and muddy look. "Your crimes are two. First, you broke the porcelain tableware which took me three days to carefully select for the sake of having Hifumi-sama use it. Even only that deserves certain death, but moreover you hindered a wife who is hurrying on the road home to meet with her husband. Even if you might have any kind of reason, it's impossible for me to pardon this." (Origa) With a sharp sound, she thrusts her still closed iron-ribbed fan in front of the small man's eyes. "It's a far too heavy crime. You should die right away." (Origa) Once she poked the small man's forehead with her iron-ribbed fan, the head was cleanly detached from the torso and the round head rolled lightly on the road. The headless body continues to stand on its short legs. "Repent in the other world." (Origa) Midas, who watched her dumbfoundedly, surveyed the surroundings in panic. "The arrows will come! All members..." (Midas) "There's no need to worry." (Origa) Origa says while concealing her mouth with the opened fan. "I checked the surroundings with wind magic, but there's no one hidden in the thickets. The 16 men, who have come out, are all of them." (Origa) Rather than the mentioned details, Midas gulped due to the fact of there being magic which is able to grasp that. It's the echolocation which Origa developed after receiving a hint from Hifumi previously, but its accuracy is already ignoring some obstacles. Once they comprehend the situation somehow or other, Midas' knight unit and the soldiers of Fokalore don't hold back. "All hands, arrest them..." (Midas) "Dispose of them." (Origa) The female soldiers started to run upon Origa's voice. The disturbed assailants held their weapons and tried to deal with them with a faint smile as the number of enemies was less than them and they were even women, but that was a mistake. With a sound as if cutting grass, Origa's iron-ribbed fan gouges out the throat of one of them. One more dies due to Origa's magic and the soldiers also reliably kill them one after the other. "V-Vice-captain, we..." Due to the overwhelming scenery unfolded by the female group, whom they regarded as their target of protection, one of the knights sent his look at Midas. "It can't be helped. Even if it's only one, arrest them for interrogation. Hurry or they will end up annihilated." (Midas) Finishing the battle within a few minutes, the assailants were completely slaughtered in the end. "Well then, let's abandon one carriage here. We will hurry our return with the remaining one." (Origa) Due to the words of Origa who made sure that the last one was dead, the soldiers quickly wiped the blood off their weapons and began the transfer of the luggage from the broken carriage. "... Vice-Captain, if what we do..." Midas sighed. "We will continue accompanying the countess and join up with Nelgal-sama in Fokalore." (Midas) "What else can we do anyway?" Midas mounted his horse. It looks like the soldiers of Fokalore will finish their preparations soon. "One piece was safe!?" (Origa) Origa, who discovered an undamaged item amongst the porcelain souvenirs, put it carefully back into its box and embraced it in her chest with great care. "Ah, Hifumi-sama. Origa will be very soon at your side." (Origa) The entranced expression looks dreamy to a degree that one wouldn't think of her as the woman who created a tragic, headless corpse not long ago.
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148.Thriller ้ฆฌไธŠใฎใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅพŒใ‚ใฏใ€ใ„ใคใฎใพใซใ‹ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ตใ‚‚ๅคšใๅซใ‚€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๆญฃ้ขใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅŒๅ›ฝไบบใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฎๅ…ˆใซใฏใ€้ฆฌไธŠใงๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ใ†ใ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฎๅงฟใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ่จˆ็ฎ—้•ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใซ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซใฏ่‡ชใ‚‰ใ‚’่จผๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจใ—ใฆๅ‰็Ž‹ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฎ็ฝฒๅใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸๅ‡บๅ›ฝ่จฑๅฏ่จผใŒไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ„ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใฏใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใซๅฏพๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎไบบ็‰ฉใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’็ณพๅˆใงใใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ไผฏ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ„ใพใ„ใกไบบๆœ›ใซๆฌ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใญ......ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใซใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๆ–นใ‚’่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใช? ๅคงใ—ใŸไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ ใŠใฉใ‘ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้ ฌใ‚’ไผใ†ๆฑ—ใฏๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฎ่ฆ‹็ซ‹ใฆ้€šใ‚Šใ€ไปŠใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ๅดไธ‰ๅƒไบบๅผทใจๅฏพๅณ™ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซ็›ดๅฑžๅ…ตใฏไบŒๅƒใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใซใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฎไป–ใ€้€”ไธŠใงใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ่ฒดๆ—ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซๆญ้ †ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใ€ๅ…ตๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๆœ€ๅคง้™ใซ่ฒธใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฎ่€ƒใˆใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจๅ‹ๅฅฝ็š„ใซๆŽฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๆ–นใŒ็ตŒๆธˆ็š„ใชๅฐ†ๆฅๆ€งใฏไธŠใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจๆˆฆใ„ใŸใใฏใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซใฏๅ˜็ด”ใซๆญฃ็พฉใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใจใ—ใฆใ—ใ‹่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ณขๆ˜Žใชใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใฉใ“ใซๆญฃ็พฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ๅˆคๆ–ญใงใใ‚ˆใ†! ็งใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Šใ€ใใ—ใฆๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏ็งใจๅ…ฑใซๆˆฆใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ! ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€็งใŒใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹่จผๆ˜Žใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆญฃ็ตฑใชใ‚‹็ถ™ๆ‰ฟ่€…ใจใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใค่จผใงใ‚ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅฃฐใฏใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใซใพใง่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ่€…ใŸใกใซใ‚‚ใใฎ่ฉฑใฏ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ใกใ‚‰ใกใ‚‰ใจ็ชบใ†่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้ฌฑ้™ถใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ๅŽณใ—ใ„ใชใ€ ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฎๅฐใ•ใชๅ‘Ÿใใฏใ€ๅนธใ‹ไธๅนธใ‹่ชฐใซใ‚‚่žใ“ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ—ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅˆๅ›ณใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกๆ‚ชใ„ใฎใ‚’ๆœ€ๅ‰็ทšใง......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆœ€ๅ‰ๅˆ—ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใงๆ”พใฆใ€ ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’่žใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใฆใฆใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใซๆ„่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใฏๆœ€ๅ‰ๅˆ—ใฎๅ…ตใŒๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒไฟบใŒๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ“ใจใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใ›ๅˆถๅพกไธ่ƒฝใชไปฃ็‰ฉใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๅ‰ๅˆ—ใฎ้€ฃไธญใฏใฉใ†ใ›่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ€ ใพใ‚่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚ใ€ใจใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใจใใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็จใฟไป˜ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ฆฌไธŠใง้ผปใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซๅŒๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹่€…ใŸใกใŒ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณๅดใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ€็‰นใซๆœ€ๅ‰ๅˆ—ใฎใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใฏๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ€้–“้•ใ„ใชใใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตๅฃซใ ใž?ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ๅ‘ฝไปคใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ˆใ‚Š็Ž‹ๆง˜ใŒไธŠใ ใ‚ใ†!ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้•ใ†ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ๅฃใ€…ใซ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใ€็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’ๆณณใŒใ›ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’ใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๅ„ช็ง€ใชๅ…ตๅฃซใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ‚†ใˆใซใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใงๅˆคๆ–ญใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจใ—ใฆใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚’ไฟƒใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ‘ใจใ—ใฆ้‡ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚’ๅฃŸๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใฎๆ‰‹ๅ…ˆใซๆˆใ‚Šไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€่จฑใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ•ใ—ใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๆœ›ใฟใฏใ—ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใๅ›ฝใธใจๅฐŽใใŸใ‚ใซใ€็งใฏๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’่บŠ่บ‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„!ใ€ ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆงใฏๆญขใฟใ€้ญ”ๆณ•้šœๅฃใฏๆถˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้ฆฌใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใ‚‚้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ่ฟทใ„ใ€ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ†ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ใใฎๅœงๅŠ›ใซ้šŠๅˆ—ใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅพŒ้€€ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใŒ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰โ€œ่ผธ้€ใ—ใŸโ€ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ€ไบบใงใ‚ใ‚ŠไบบใงใฏใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใซใ™ใ‚‰็ง˜ๅŒฟใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใŒๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸ็ ”็ฉถใ‚’ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใŒๅผ•ใ็ถ™ใŽใ€ๆœชๅฎŒๆˆใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹็Šถๆ…‹ใซใพใงใชใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ็ ”็ฉถใŒๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸๆšใซใฏใ€ๆญฃ่ฆๅ…ตๅ…จใฆใซใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’้ฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎ็ ”็ฉถใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌๅญ˜ๅ‘ฝๆ™‚ใซใฏโ€œไธๆญปๅ…ต่จˆ็”ปโ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณๆง˜ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ‚’่งฃใๆ”พใคๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ไธๆญปๅ…ตใ‚’่ผธ้€......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้š”้›ขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๅ…ตใฏใ€ใใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚†ใˆใซๆ€ฏใˆใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใง่žใ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏใพใ ใพใ—ใชๆ–นใ ใ€‚้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ไผใˆใŸๅ…ตใฏใ€ใ™ใ่ฟ‘ใใฎๅ‰็ทšใงๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚†ใŒใพใ›ใŸใ€‚ไธๆญปๅ…ตใŒๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸ็ตๆžœใŒใ€ๅฎนๆ˜“ใซๆƒณๅƒใงใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใ€ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ใจใ„ใ†ๅ‘ฝไปคใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใชใซใ‚‚ใ€ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆฑบใพใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ๆฐ—ไผ‘ใ‚ใ ใ€ใจ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚‹! ใฉใฃใกใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹!ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅœงๅŠ›ใซ่€ใˆๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใšใซใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆจใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ไฟบใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚‹!ใ€ ็ฎใŒๅค–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‰ใซใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฌกใ€…ใจๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆจใฆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ…ใฆ! ๆ•ตๅ‰้€ƒไบกใฏ้‡็ฝชใ ใž!ใ€ ่ก—้“ใฎๅค–ใธใ€้šŠๅˆ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ่€…ใŒ็ถšๅ‡บใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€้šŠ้•ทๅ„ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ็„ฆใฃใฆๆˆปใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎๅฃฐใซๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅพ“ใ†่€…ใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ้€†็ฝชใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใพใ—ใ !ใ€ ่ชฐใ‹ใŒๅซใถใจใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใซ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใ€่ณ›ๅŒใ™ใ‚‹ๅฃฐใŒๆณข็ด‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚‚ๅ‰้€ฒใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€็Šถๆณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅ‘ณๆ–นใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใšใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ็“ฆ่งฃใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใฎๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใงใฏใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๆผ”่ชฌใซ่ณ›ๅŒใ—ใ€ๅŒ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ—ใ€‚ๅพ“ใ‚ใชใใจใ‚‚้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅ……ๅˆ†ใช่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใพใพ้€š้Žใ—ใฆ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ไธ€้ƒจใงใ‚‚ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€็›ธๅฝ“ใชๆ‰“ๆ’ƒใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆŽฅๆ•ตๅฝ“ๅˆใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใชใ‚คใƒฌใ‚ฎใƒฅใƒฉใƒผใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆƒณๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ไฝœใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใซใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใƒ›ใƒƒใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠใชใŠๆททไนฑใฏ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ™ใงใซ้šŠๅˆ—ใ‚‰ใ—ใ็Šถๆณใฏใชใใชใ‚Šใ€้€ƒไบกใ—ใฆใ„ใๅ…ตใฏใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใ“ใฎใพใพ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ€ๅ‰็ทšใฏ่ปใจใ—ใฆใฎๆฉŸ่ƒฝใ‚’ๅคฑใ„ใ€ใใ†ใชใ‚Œใฐใพใจใ‚‚ใชๅฐ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐไธ€ๅบฆ้€€ใ„ใฆ้ฆ–้ƒฝใธใจๆˆปใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซใฏไธ€ใคใ€ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅดฉใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใŸๆ•ตๆ–นๅ‰็ทšใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใ€ๅฆ™ใซๅคงใใชๅ››่ง’ใ„้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒใ€‚ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝขใ‚’ใ—ใŸ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซ่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใŒใชใ„ใ€‚่ชฐใ‹ๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜่ทใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฎ่€…ใŒไฝœใ‚‰ใ›ใŸ็ฎฑ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใฏ็ช“ใ‚‚็”ณใ—่จณ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅฐใ•ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œ?ใ€ ๅ‰็ทšใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎๅ…ตใซไบคใ˜ใฃใฆใ€ๆ•ฐๅใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŒ้šŠๅˆ—ใฎ็ซฏใซ้™ฃๅ–ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใจใ—ใฆใใ“ใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆ€ฅใซๅคงๅ‹ขใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒๅ‰็ทšใซๅ‡บๅผตใฃใฆใใŸ้š›ใซใ€ๆŠผใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ๆ ผๅฅฝใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ…ƒใ€…ใฎๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใงใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒๅ‰็ทšใธๅ‡บๅผตใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใจใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใŒๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’่ญฒใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจไบŒๅไบบใปใฉใฎๅ…ตใ ใ‘ใฏ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€้•ทๅฎ˜ใ€ ๅคงไบบใŒๅคšใใฆใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’่‚ฉ่ปŠใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅŒๅƒšใ‹ใ‚‰ๆจใฟใŒใพใ—ใ„็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใŒใ”ใกใ‚ƒใ”ใกใ‚ƒใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใŠใฃใใช้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ่ปŠ? ่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ๆฅใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆดพๆ‰‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€็ฎฑใใฎใพใพใŠใฃใใใ—ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใชใ€ ไธกๆ‰‹ใงๅบ‡ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎ็ฎฑใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๆ‰‰ใŒ้–‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ่ˆŒใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ้ ็›ฎใซใฏใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใใ‚Œใฏๅ˜ใชใ‚‹็ฐก็ด ใช้Žงใ‚’ใใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚่ƒŒใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใจใ‹็ญ‹้ชจ้š†ใ€…ใจใ‹ใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚็—ฉใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็•ฐๆง˜ใ•ใฏใ€ใคใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸๅ…œใฎไธ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸ้ก”ใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ผปๆขใฏใใŽ่ฝใจใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฝŽใใ€็žผใฏๅž‚ใ‚Œไธ‹ใŒใ‚Šใ€็ดซ่‰ฒใซๅค‰่‰ฒใ—ใŸๅ”‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ็ตถใˆใšๆถŽใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆๆญฃๆฐ—ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้ก”ใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใซ็ดซใ‚„ใฉใ™้ป’ใ„ๆ–‘็‚นใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆฏ’ใชใฉใงๆญปใ‚“ใ ่€…ใฎๆญปๆ–‘ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่กจๆƒ…ใฏๆŠœใ‘่ฝใกใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅนณๅฆใงใ€ใŸใ ใŸใ ใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใฃใ‹ใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช......ใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใจใ„ใ†ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ็”บใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ€ๅคฅใ—ใ„ๆ•ฐใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ€‚็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใฎใพใพๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆญปไฝ“ใจใ€ใใšใใšใซ่…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆญปไฝ“ใŸใกใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใƒšใƒใƒšใƒใจๅฉใใ€ๆ€ฅใ„ใง่‚ฉใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใใฎๅ ดใง็››ๅคงใซๅ็€‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€้•ทๅฎ˜?ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚ใฆใฆใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œๅธƒๅทพใ‚„ๆฐด็ญ’ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅ”พใ‚’ๅใใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ–ญใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใบใฃใบใฃ......ใ ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Š......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆ•ตๅ…ตใฎๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธๆญปๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใ€ๆ•ตใงใฏใชใใพใšๆ‰‹่ฟ‘ใซใ„ใŸใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ๅดๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’่ฅฒใ„ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒใฆใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ไธก่…•ใฎๅฐๆ‰‹ใซๅ›บๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆƒใ‚’ๆป…ๅคš็Ÿข้ฑˆใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใ€่ฟ‘ใใซๅฏ„ใฃใŸ่€…ใซใฏใ—ใŒใฟใคใ„ใฆๅ™›ใฟใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ•ใพใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅŒๅƒšใŸใกใŒไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚„่…•ใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใพใจใ‚‚ใซๅๅฟœใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้ฆ–็ญ‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใพใ‚Œใ€ใŠใณใŸใ ใ—ใ„่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅŠ›ๅฐฝใใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธๆญปๅ…ตใฎๆจ™็š„ใฏใ€ใพใ ็ซ‹ใฃใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไป–ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใธใจ็งปใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใง็นฐใ‚Šๅบƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆƒจๅŠ‡ใซใ€ใฉใ†ๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใŸใ ๆฏใ‚’ใฎใ‚€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚’่ญท่ก›ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใ‚’ใ‹ใๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ฃ›ใณ่ถŠใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใใซๅ…ตใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆ! ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๅฑใชใ„!ใ€ ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅพ…ใŸใšใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒไน—ใ‚‹้ฆฌใฎ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒใŠใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใฎๅ…ตใŒๅŒๅฃซ่จŽใกใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใพใ—ใŸใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็„กใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่จ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ่–ฌใจใ‹้ญ”้“ๅ…ท? ใง็—›ใ„ใจใ‹ๆ€–ใ„ใจใ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใŸไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹! ใใ‚Œใจไธ€็ท’!ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒไน—ใ‚‹ๅฐ่ปŠใฎๅ‰ใธๆฅใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ้ฆฌใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆ้ฆฌใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใŒ้จ’ใŒใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฌๆ˜Žใฏใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ•ใ‚“ใซ่žใ„ใฆ!ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ๆจใฆใฆใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใŒ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใธ่ตฐใ‚ŠๅŽปใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใƒ ใƒƒใจใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆœฌไบบใฏไปŠใ•ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้š ใ—็Ž‰ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ‹ใ€ ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ‚„ๅฆใ‚„ๅฐ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ˜ใ‘ใ ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็„ก่จ€ใง่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใฎไบ‹ใงใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ„ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚’ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅพŒใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใงไผ‘ใ‚“ใงใŠใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใŠ่Œถใงใ‚‚้ฃฒใพใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆง˜ใ€‚่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ ็ด…่Œถใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ†ใณๅ‰็ทšใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ€ไปŠใฏใพใ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๅ‹•ใๆ™‚ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใŠ่“ๅญใ‚’ๅ‹งใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่’ไบ‹ใฏใใ‚ŒใŒๅฅฝใใชๆ–นใซใŠไปปใ›ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆท‘ๅฅณใŒๆดป่บใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ็Ÿฅๆตใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ๅ ด้ขใŒใตใ•ใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ ไธŠๆต้šŽ็ดš็„ถใจใ—ใŸ่ชžใ‚Šๅฃใซใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใฆๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ“ใๅฏๆ†ใงๅคงไบบใ—ใ„ๆ€งๆ ผใ ใŒใ€ๅŸบๆœฌใฏๆฃฎใฎไธญใงๆŽก้›†ใชใฉใ‚’ใ—ใฆ้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใใŸ้‡Ž็”Ÿๆดพใงใ€็”Ÿๆดปๆง˜ๅผใฏ็ฃไบบใŸใกใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใงใ‚‚ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใฏ้ฆฌใซไน—ใฃใฆๆˆฆๅ ดใซ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ไฝ™่จˆใชไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใ€ใ‚ซใƒ„ใƒณใ€ใจ่ธตใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒ่ปใŒไฝ•ใฎๅฏพๅฟœใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใใซๅฏพๅฟœใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™! ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ€ใฉใ“่กŒใฃใŸ! ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผ!ใ€ ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฐ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€ใจใผใ‚„ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚......่ช ใซ็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใซใใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใใฏๆˆ‘ใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใง้–‹็™บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใŒไฝฟ็”จใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่–ฌใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใใพใงๆŽจๆธฌใงใ™ใŒใ€ใจๅ‰็ฝฎใใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไบกใใชใฃใŸ......ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใซ่จŽไผใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญใŒ็ ”็ฉถใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใฎไธญใซใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๆๆ€–ๅฟƒใ‚„็—›่ฆšใ‚’้ˆใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใพใŸใ€้€†ใซไบบ้–“ใฎๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅข—ๅน…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ€‚็Ÿญๆ™‚้–“ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€็Šถๆณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใซโ€œๆ”ปๆ’ƒๆ€งใ‚’ๆŒใกใชใŒใ‚‰็—›่ฆšใ‚’ๆŒใŸใชใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซโ€ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅคงใใชๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚‚ๅคงๅค‰้ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅคงใใ•ใงใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใฏๅคงใใชๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅผฑใ„ใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ไฝ•ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใฃใฆๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅคงใใ•ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใฏใ€ใใฎๅคงใใ•ใ‹ใ‚‰้‹็”จใซ้›ฃใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚‚็‰นๆณจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ—ใ€ ไธ€่ˆฌๅ…ตใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฅด้šทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆชปใชใฉใซๆŠผใ—่พผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใˆใฐๆธˆใ‚€ใ†ใˆใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚‚ไป–ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝฟใ„ใพใ‚ใ—ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆญป่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‰ฅใ„ใ ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Š......ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ๅบฆใซๅคง้‡ใฎไธๆญปๅ…ตใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฐใ€ๆ–ฌใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚็ชใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚่ฅฒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใงใ€ๆ•ตใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใคใถใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจใ€้ขๅ€’ใช่–ฌใ‚’้–‹็™บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใญใ€ ใฏใตใ…ใ€ใจๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฏใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—็ด…่Œถใซๅฃใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้šๅˆ†ใจใ€ใใฎ......่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๆ–นใ€…ใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„่‡ชๅˆ†ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใชๆ–นใ€…ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใงใฉใ“ใ‹่ปฝใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ็ด…่Œถใฎใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’็ฝฎใใ€็†ฑใ„ๅๆฏใจๅ…ฑใซใปใป็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๅผทใ•ใซใ ใ‘ใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ไฟก้ ผใ‚’ใŠใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆ„Ÿๆœใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใฏใ€็งใฏๅ‰็ทšใธๆˆปใ‚Šใ€็งใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใจๅ…ฑใซ่ฒดๅ›ฝใจๅ…ฑใซๆˆฆใ†ใ“ใจใซใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™......็งใ‚‚ใ€่ฒดๅฅณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฐ‘ใ‚’ไฟก้ ผใงใใ‚‹ๅ›ไธปใซใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚็”ทใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆˆฆๅ ดใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ใพใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚่จฑใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€ไธปใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๆˆฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็”ทๆ€งใ‚‚ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚‚้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไบบ้–“ใฏ้•ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใง็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฏ่‹ฆใ—ใ„่บซๅˆ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏๅพ—ๆ„ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ—ใ ใ€ใจใŠใฉใ‘ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚‚ใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ ใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”็‰ฉ้€€ๆฒปใฎๆ™‚ใ‚‚ใ€้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใจใ‹ใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใชๅญใŒๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใฆๆดป่บใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใšใฃใจๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›žๅพฉใ ใฃใŸใ‚Š่ถณๆญขใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ‚Š......ๆ‹˜ๆŸใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏไฝฟใˆใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ‹•ใๅ›žใ‚‹้ญ”็‰ฉใซใฏใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใใฆ......ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒ„ใƒณใ€ใจใƒญใƒผใƒ’ใƒผใƒซใฎ้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใซ็œŸๅ‰ฃใชใพใชใ–ใ—ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎใŠ่ฉฑใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ่ฉณใ—ใใŠ่žใ‹ใ›้ก˜ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใซ้ญ”ๆณ•่ซ‡็พฉใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ 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Chapter 148: Thriller Behind the mounted Nelgal the soldiers of Orsongrande were replaced by those of Horant before anyone really noticed. They, including many magic soldiers as well, are firmly staring at their fellow countrymen in front. Ahead of their gazes was also the figure of Tannin who was was waiting and watching the situation on horseback. Tannin smiled bitterly at himself having miscalculated. Nelgal was probably given a permit to depart the country signed by the former king Suprangel as something that proves his identity, but I didn't think that a person, who opposes Kuzemu with only that much, will be able to rally such numbers. "Good grief, I expected that uncle has aspects where he lacks in popularity, but... should I praise Nelgal's side on top of that? He brought along a considerable number of soldiers." (Tannin) Although he is playing the fool, the sweat doesn't stop flowing down his cheeks. According to Tannin's analysis, the soldiers directly commanded by Nelgal, who are currently confronting the 3.000 soldiers strong side of Kuzemu, are exceeding 2.000 in numbers. The rest of the soldiers, who were at the border, and most of the military forces lent by almost all nobles of Horant, who swore their allegiance to Nelgal, along the road to the capital. The nobles' thoughts are simple. Nelgal, who has a friendly relation to Orsongrande, is superior due to his economical future prospects. Of course, that also includes the meaning that they don't want to fight with Orsongrande. Naturally they haven't explained it as anything but a simple battle for justice to the soldiers. "If you are intelligent soldiers of Horant, you will be able to judge which side is just! You would know about me and you would choose to fight together with me! Me being here is proof of this. It's evidence of me standing here as legal successor!" (Nelgal) Nelgal's voice can be even heard by Tannin. Of course that speech is also heard by those in the surroundings. Their looks, which are from time to time examining each other uneasily, are gloomy. "This will be harsh." (Tannin) Tannin's small mutter wasn't heard by anyone, for good or bad. "I will look at the situation for a bit. Once I give the signal, ((send)) those gross ((things)) to the front line... no, release them behind the front row." (Tannin) The soldier, who heard the order, gives his opinion to Tannin in panic. "Please wait. In that case the soldiers in the front row will end up getting dragged into it." "It's what I decided." (Tannin) "However..." "Those are uncontrollable things anyway. Besides, the lot in the front row will betray us no matter what." (Tannin) "Well, watch it", while glaring at the state of the soldiers who are in his and Nelgal's surroundings, Tannin snorted atop the horseback. With people appearing in front of their eyes whom they obviously know as they are soldiers from the same country, the soldiers of Tannin's side, and especially the group in the front row, were confused. "Those are, without a doubt, soldiers from Horant, aren't they?" "But, the order is..." "The king is higher ranked than the prime minister, right!?" "Ain't it different since he still ain't the king?" With several of them exchanging words and letting their opinions freely adrift, they wait for an answer by someone. They are excellent soldiers thus they won't make a judgement by themselves. "As someone who will become king." (Nelgal) Nelgal's words incite them. "If you open the way, I shall treat you as my people. However, if you fall as low as being underlings of someone who monopolizes our state, there's no way I can forgive you." (Nelgal) However, by no means is it easy. "Though I don't wish for battle, I will never hesitate to fight for the sake of guiding Horant towards being a righteous country!" (Nelgal) The spears from Tannin's side stopped and the magic barrier was released. When Nelgal slowly advances his horse, his military forces advance as well. The soldiers, who are bewildered and puzzled, retreated while breaking the ranks due to his pressure. The things, which Tannin "transported" from the capital, were creatures which stopped being human. They were even hidden from Suprangel. Kuzemu took over the research, which was ordered by the dead Crown Prince Veldore, and brought them even to a state where they can be used albeit being incomplete. Apparently Veldore planned to apply this to all regular soldiers in the event this research was successful. That research was called "Immortal Soldiers Project" at the time when Veldore was still alive. "It's Tannin-sama's order. Prepare their release." "... Is that really alright?" A soldier of the carriage, which transports... no, quarantines the immortal soldiers, knows about the carriage's contents and therefore asks in return with a frightened expression. "You are still better of. You know the timing to run away. But..." The soldier, who conveyed the order, made a twisted face while watching his allies who are confused at the close vicinity of the front line. He was easily able to imagine the outcome once the immortal soldiers were released. "It's still only an order to prepare them. That doesn't mean it was decided to release them at all." "That's mere consolation", anyone could comprehend that. "I-I will stop! Do you know where I should go!?" A single soldier, unable to endure Nelgal's pressure, discarded his weapon. "I-In that case I will quit as well!" Once they lost all restraints, weapons are tossed away one after the other by the soldiers at the front. "Wait! Deserting is a heavy crime!" Once people, who leave the ranks towards outside the highway, start appearing one after another, the commanding officer orders all soldiers to return in panic, but even if there are those who are perplexed by his voice, there's only few who abide. "It's much better than treason!" When someone yells that, the surroundings agree to it and approving voices spread like a ripple on the water. By now even Nelgal has stopped his advance and is watching the situation. "... Even if they don't become our allies, it will be fine as long as ((their ranks)) collapse like this." (Nelgal) At the preparatory meeting with Imeraria, she approved of Nelgal's speech and consented to the soldiers accompanying him. They would head for the capital by passing through while being thoroughly cautious as long as they don't become hindrances by not obeying. If it seemed that a part of them would attack, it would deliver a considerable shock. The attacks of Fokalore soldiers, who came into contact with the enemy first, were completely irregular, but Nelgal feels relieved in his mind as he was able to develop the situation according to his hypothesis. Even now the chaos is lasting, but with the state of files and ranks apparently already gone, the soldiers, who escape, are gradually increasing. If it goes on like that, the front line will lose its function as army. Once that happens, any general, if they are decent, will likely return to the capital to retreat for a moment. However, Nelgal saw a single matter that bothered him. On the other side of the enemy's front line, which began to crumble, there was a strange, square carriage. Nelgal has no recollections of a carriage that had such a shape. He pondered whether it might be a box-shaped carriage which was made for someone in the higher governmental service, but considering that no window can be found, even not a small one to degree of being pitiful. "Huh?" Mingling with Nelgal's soldiers who have fortified the front line, several soldiers of Fokalore have taken up position in a part of the ranks and Alyssa was there as their commander as well. It turned into such situation once they ended up being pushed out at the time when suddenly a great number of allied soldiers of Horant headed to the front. At the preparatory meeting it was originally decided that Fokalore's and Orsongrande's soldiers would yield their spot once Horant's soldiers head to the front, but Alyssa and only around 20 soldiers have remained in order to grasp the state of affairs. "Did you see anything, Director?" The soldier, who gave Alyssa, who said that she can't see well as there are many adults, a shoulder ride, asks with a smile while being watched with resentful eyes by his colleagues in the vicinity. "The other side has been mixed up, but there's some large carriage." (Alyssa) "Carriage? Has the son of a noble come here?" "It's not that gaudy. How to call it? It looks just like a big box." (Alyssa) While watching the other side through a pipe made with both hands, once Alyssa tilted her head to the side, the door attached to that box was opened. Seeing the things that came out, Alyssa grimaced while extending her tongue out. With far-sightedness soldiers, who wore a simple armour, could be seen at first. They weren't tall or muscular but rather thin. Their bizarreness was visible on their faces which could be observed beneath their smooth helmets. The nose bridges are low as if they were chipped off, the eyelids dangled and drool was constantly spilling from in-between the violet lips. Though it's insane on a first glance, their faces have violet and darkish specks all over. Alyssa didn't know but, it was the post-mortem lividity of people who died by poison and similar. Their expressions are flat as if caved in and they are merely absent-minded. "I have seen those somewhere... ah!" (Alyssa) What Alyssa recalled was the large number of corpses she saw in the town of Vichy called Rhone. Corpses of those who were killed while being expressionless and corpses which had decayed slowly. Hitting the head of the soldier in front of her eyes with a *tap tap*, Alyssa descended from atop his shoulders in a hurry and grandly vomited right at the spot. "D-Director?" The soldiers, who have surrounded Alyssa in panic, offer towels and water bottles to her but Alyssa refuses while spiting out. "Peh, peh... I-I'm fine. Rather than that..." (Alyssa) "Gyaaah!" "S-Stop it!" The instant Alyssa tried to give some instructions, screams came from the enemy's side. The immortal soldiers began to attack the soldiers on Kuzemu's side, which were nearby, first and not their enemy. Don't they possess swords? Recklessly swinging blades which were installed at the gauntlets on both their hands, they are biting and clinging at those who were close to them. In order to save their captured comrades, the other soldiers cut at the arms and backs of the immortal soldiers, but let alone separating them, the immortal soldiers didn't even react. Once a soldier, who lost a great amount of blood after being bitten into the neck, used up all his strength, the immortal soldiers' target shifted to another soldier who is still standing or walking. Due to the tragedy being unfolded in front of their eyes, Nelgal's surroundings were simply having their breath taken away while not knowing how to deal with the situation. Alyssa arrived there after pushing her way through, or rather jumping over the soldiers guarding Nelgal. "A-Alyssa-san?" (Nelgal) "Pull back the soldiers right away! Those are dangerous!" (Alyssa) Without waiting for his reply, Alyssa grabbed the bit of the horse with Nelgal on it and skilfully changed its direction. Jumping on the horse behind Nelgal, she began to make the horse gallop by lightly striking its rear. "What has happened? It looked to me as if the soldiers on the other side are killing each other..." (Nelgal) "Though it's simple to explain since not much time has passed, it's Horant's drugs or magic tools? I saw people who didn't know pain or fear. And it's the same with them." (Alyssa) Once they arrived in front of the platform wagon with Imeraria on it, Alyssa jumped off the horse and Nelgal stopped the horse by pulling its reins in panic. "What happened? It looks like the other side is in an uproar, but..." (Imeraria) "Ask Nelgal for an explanation!" (Alyssa) Due to Alyssa running away towards the location, where Fokalore's soldiers have gathered, while saying that over her shoulder, Orsongrande's soldier turned angry looks at her, but Imeraria herself doesn't care about that at the moment. "Oh. Horant's hidden ace made its appearance, didn't it?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who heard the conversation, runs off as if being fired off by the platform wagon the minute he stands up and Origa chases after him in silence. Even while Viine was perplexed by the sudden event, she started to pursue Hifumi after sending a fleeting glance to Puuse. "I believe it will be fine if you take a rest here. Won't you drink some tea as well?" (Imeraria) Imeraria smiled at the wavering Puuse. "Princess-sama, you are quite calm about it." (Puuse) "I got used to it already." (Imeraria) Ordering for black tea to be prepared, Imeraria turned her look towards the front line once again. "Besides, now is still not the time for me to make my move." (Imeraria) Imeraria smiled while offering sweets. "Let's leave the fighting scenes to those liking them. What a lady flourishes at is a suitable scene that uses more wit." (Imeraria) "I see." (Puuse) Due to Imeraria's way of talking like an upper class lady, Puuse opened her mouth in admiration. Going by appearance, she has a sweet, obedient character, but her lifestyle in the wilderness of basically spending time with gathering within the forest is close to that of beastmen. "... Huh? But, the other day you mounted a horse and flew towards the battlefield..." (Sabnak) "Sabnak-san." (Imeraria) Glaring at Sabnak who has remembered something unnecessary, Imeraria steps down her heel with a *clonk* "Don't you believe it's weird that our army doesn't react in any way just because I'm not moving?" (Imeraria) "I will have them deal with it right away! Vaiya, where did you go!? Vaiya!" (Sabnak) Seeing off Sabnak who jumped off the platform wagon as if running away, Imeraria grumbled [Geez] . "Your Majesty, Imeraria... it's really difficult for me to tell you, but they are likely putting to use the soldiers who took a magic potion which was developed in Horant." (Nelgal) "What kind of drug is that?" (Imeraria) "To the bitter end it's a speculation, but", giving that preface, Nelgal explains. "Among the things which were researched by the Crown Prince who was subjugated by Earl Tohno... and died, there were some making it possible to dull a human's fear and sense of pain. On the other hand there were also items which amplify the feeling of anger. It's for a short period, but, looking at the situation, wasn't it successful as it produced "soldiers who don't feel any pain while being aggressive"...?" (Nelgal) "I see. Those large soldiers seemed to be very slow as well. Those work with the size of a regular soldier, you say. But, won't they be weaker than the large soldiers in that case?" (Imeraria) "What meaning does it have to change them into the same size as a normal soldier?" Imeraria asks. "The reinforced soldiers have difficulties to make use of their size. Their equipment is custom-made as well." (Nelgal) If they had the the size of common soldiers, they would be able to use the equipment of other soldiers as well and on top of that it would work out once they are crammed into cages like slaves. Even if they were given items looted from the dead, they wouldn't complain either. "In other words..." (Imeraria) "If you use a large amount of immortal soldiers all at once, it's possible to crush an enemy with soldiers who will come attacking even after getting cut or stabbed. That's what it means." (Nelgal) "A considerably troublesome drug was developed there." (Imeraria) Nelgal tilted his head to the side due towards Imeraria who tasted the black tea after blowing on it with a "Hapheew." "A considerably, that is... you seem to have taken it quite calmly though..." (Nelgal) "Nelgal-sama, for the people of Fokalore it cannot be helped that they do as they please in such way. Even my knights have some too indiscriminate aspects due to their influence." (Imeraria) Putting down the cup with the black tea in it, she smiles alongside a hot sigh. "Only regarding their strength, I can trust in them." (Imeraria) "... That's admirable. Well then I will return to the front line and fight together with your country and my soldiers... even for me it should be possible to become a ruler who is able to trust his people like you do." (Nelgal) "If I were a man, I would probably be allowed to run around a battlefield like this as well." (Imeraria) "Since the elves mostly fight with magic, it has no relation to man or woman, but are humans different?" (Puuse) Imeraria answered Puuse question with a bitter smile. "There are also things called oppressive social rank, but it's because I failed." (Imeraria) "Although I'm good at magic, I'm utterly bad with offensive spells", once she jokes about it and displays it, even Puuse unintentionally smiled and replied that it's the same for her as well. "Even though children, who were strong at wind magic and such, played an active role by going to the front at the time of exterminating monsters, I was always kept indoors or cast healing from behind... although I can use binding magic more or less, it didn't work overly well against monsters that move around..." (Puuse) Once she hears the clonking sound of low-heeled shoes, Puuse lifts her face. Imeraria had stood up and was pointing a serious look at Puuse. "Puuse-san, won't you allow me to hear further details about this?" (Imeraria) Imeraria wanted a lecture in magic from Puuse. While the surroundings were headed towards battle in hurry, Imeraria decided to bring Puuse over to her side.
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ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใŒ็•ฐๅธธใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฃใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ“ใˆใŸ็•ฐ้Ÿณใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใ€ๅฃใซ็กฌใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€้™ๅฏ‚ใŒๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฃใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใŒ้š ใ—้€š่ทฏใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใ‚‚ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๆ™‚ใ€…่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใŒ้€šใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็งปๅ‹•ใซไฝฟใ†ใ“ใจใซ่จฑๅฏใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅฟซ่ซพใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‹ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ่ฟ”็ญ”ใŒ็„กใ„ใ“ใจใซไธ็ฉใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใฃใŸใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ไพๅฅณใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆ่ชฐใ‹้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจไผใˆใŸใŒใ€้…ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ€้šŠ้•ทใ€ ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚‚็„กใ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใฏใ€3ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ™ใงใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎใ†ใกใ€ไธ€ไบบใฏไพๅฅณใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้š…ใงๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจ้ซ˜ๅœง็š„ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไพๅฅณใฏใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ๅฝผใซๅพ“ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใซๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ไบ”ๅใปใฉใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒ้š ใ—้€š่ทฏใธใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใ†ใกใฎไธ€ไบบใŒใ€่ฟ”ใ‚Š่ก€ใ‚’ๆตดใณใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้šๅˆ†ใชๆ ผๅฅฝใ ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใฎ็”จใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใชใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ…จใฆ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใใฎๅœฐไฝใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใพใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅคงไบบใ—ใๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒ้šŠ้•ทใฎๆœ€ๅพŒใฎไป•ไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€ ๆœ€ๅˆใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒๅ†ท้™ใซ่ชžใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ่ฟ”ใ‚Š่ก€ใ‚’ๆตดใณใŸ้จŽๅฃซใซๅ‘ใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ›ใ›ใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใฎ่ญท่ก›ใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใ€ไบŒไบบใปใฉๅฃใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซใ„ใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใ€็„ก้ง„ใซๆŠตๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฎ้ฆ–ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€้จŽๅฃซใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆŠตๆŠ—ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ่ฒดๆ–นใ‚‚ใ‚ใฎไพๅฅณใ‚‚็„กไบ‹ใซ้–‹ๆ”พใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅœฐไฝใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚ŠๆŠตๆŠ—ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆˆ‘ใ€…ใ‚‚ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใชใใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใญใ€‚้šŠ้•ทใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใธใฎๅฏพๅฟœใ‚‚ๅค‰ๆ›ดใ›ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ๆ€ฏใˆใŸๆง˜ๅญใงๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ไพๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใ‚Š็›ดใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒ......ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใซๆ„Ÿใฅใ„ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒ้šŠ้•ทใฏไฝ™่จˆใชไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใชๆ™‚ไปฃใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ๅคงไบบใ—ใๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ไนฑๅ…ฅใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒคใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใ‚’ๅŒ…ๅ›ฒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏใ€็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€็งใซไปŠใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚็ŠถๆณใŒๅ‹•ใใฎใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใ“ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅ›ใŸใกใฎ่จ€ใ†ใจใŠใ‚Šใ€็งใฏๅพ…ใคไบ‹ใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ่ณขๆ˜Žใชใ”ๅˆคๆ–ญใงใ™ใชใ€ ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฎ่ฟ‘ใใซๆญฆๅ™จใŒ็„กใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€3ๅใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฏ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’้ป™ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏใ€ๆ„šใ‹่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใฎ้‹ๅ‘ฝใซๆ€ใ„ใ‚’้ฆณใ›ใŸใ€‚ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏใ€ๅฝผใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆ™‚ใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏใŸใ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใจ็Ÿญใ่จ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚ผใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸๅญไพ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใฏใฃใฏ!ใ€ ๅฃใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰็ช็„ถ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใจ่ซ‡็ฌ‘ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฏ้ฉšใ„ใฆ่‚ฉใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅฑ…ใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚‚ๅŒๆง˜ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้šฃๅฎคใงใฏใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใŠใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€็งใซใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒ......ใ€ ๅ†—่ซ‡ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ็”Ÿ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใซ่ฟ”ใ™ๅฅดใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใจใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฏๅฃใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ๅฎคๅ†…ใซๅฑ…ใŸไพๅฅณใซๅฐ‹ใญใŸใŒใ€ไพๅฅณใซใ‚‚็ŠถๆณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚ๅ‡บๆฅใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ˜ใฃใจๅฎคๅ†…ใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸไบบ็‰ฉใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตใ‚’้€ฃใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใซใกใฏใ€็Ž‹ๆง˜ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚ไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใฆใŠใ‚‹ใฎใ ?ใ€ ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใ•ใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใจๅฅฝใ€…็ˆบใจใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใซใ“ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใจใใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅพ“่€…ใŸใกใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸ้ก”ใงๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใซใฏใ€โ€œใ‚€ใปใ‚“โ€ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€‚ๅƒ•ใŸใกใฏ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฎ่ญท่ก›ใซๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ่ฌ€ๅใ‹ใ€‚ไป–ๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใชใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใฏ็ช็„ถๆฅใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ†ใ€‚ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใŒๅฎˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใงใใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ต่ปๅ‹™้•ทๅฎ˜ๆฎฟใ€็Ž‹ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ•ใฃใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ€้ ญไบŒใค็จ‹่ƒŒใฎไฝŽใ„ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆทฑใ€…ใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€‚็Ž‹ๆง˜ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ๅ…จๅ“กๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚’็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใŸไบบใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸไบŒไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๅผ•ใใšใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ…ตใŒใ€้š ใ—ๆ‰‰ใ‹ใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€้•ทๅฎ˜! ๆ•ตใฏ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ€้š ใ—้€š่ทฏใฏๅˆถๅœงใ—ใพใ—ใŸ! ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใจๆฏ”ในใ‚‹ใจ็ฌ‘ใˆใ‚‹็จ‹้š™ใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใงใ™ใชใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆฏ”ในใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ้–“้•ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ๅผ•ใ็ถšใใ€้€š่ทฏใฏใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใญใ€‚้จŽๅฃซใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฏ็ธ›ใฃใฆ้€š่ทฏใซๅฏใ‹ใ›ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใญใ€‚ไป–ใฎไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใซใ€ ใ‚„ใฃใจๅฎŸๆˆฆใ ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฏ่ฆณๅ…‰ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใ€ใจๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏ่ซ‡็ฌ‘ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๅ†…ๅค–ใง่ญฆๅ‚™ใซใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚้ขใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้š ใ—้€š่ทฏใจใฏ? ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใงใฏใชใใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใŒๅ‹•ใใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ณใƒ„ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใ‚ใ€‚่ญฆๆˆ’ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚่ญฆ่ญทใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚ใ€ใฒใฃใใ‚Š็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ใฐๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹็พฉ็†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใŒๅฎˆใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ไฝ•ใจใ„ใ†่จ€ใ„่‰ใ‹! ......ใ™ใพใ‚“ใชใ€้ ญใฎๆ‚ชใ„ๅพŒ็ถ™่€…ใงใชใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใŸใฎใฏๅƒ•ใŸใกใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅซŒใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใชใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ€็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸ......ใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้ …ๅž‚ใ‚ŒใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ€ใŸใฃใŸไปŠใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใŒโ€œๅพŒ็ถ™่€…โ€ใ ใจใฏใฃใใ‚Šๅค–้ƒจใฎ่€…ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆฎฟใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใญ? ใ‚ใฎๅพกไปใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†่’ไบ‹ใฎๆ™‚ใฏ็œŸใฃๅ…ˆใซๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใŒใ€ ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฎๅ•ใ„ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ๆŒ‡็คบใ ใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใฉใฃใ‹่กŒใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฏ้กŽใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใฆใƒ‹ใƒคใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใฎใ†ใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ็„ฆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ•ฐๅใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒไบคไปฃๆ™‚้–“ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆˆปใฃใฆๆฅใšใ€็ขบ่ชใซ่กŒใฃใŸ่€…ใ‚‚ๆˆปใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚่ชฐใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ็•ฐๅธธไบ‹ๆ…‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใ€ๆˆดๅ† ๅผใงใฎ่ญท่ก›ๆบ–ๅ‚™ไธญใซ็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใคใคใ€ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใซใฏ่ชฟๆŸปใ‚’ๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ€้€ฃ็ตกใฎใŸใ‚ใซไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ไผดใ„ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธใจ่ถณๆ—ฉใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ้•ทใ„ๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฉใ‹ใ—ใๆ€ใ„ใคใค้€ฒใ‚€ใจใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ไฝ็ฝฎใพใงใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใฎๆ‰‰ใฎๅ‰ใซใฏใ€ๆ•ฐๅใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒๅฑฏใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎไธญใซใฏใ€่กŒๆ–นไธๆ˜Žใ ใจๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ่€…ใฎๅงฟใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซๆฐ—ใฅใใจใ€่…ฐใฎๅ‰ฃใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทๆง˜ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‹......ใ€ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใซใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๆ™‚ไปฃใฎๅŒๅƒšใงใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Š้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅ‰ฃใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ‰‹ใจใ—ใฆใฏ้šŠใงใ‚‚ไธŠไฝใซใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๆ”ปใ‚ใฎ้š›ใฏใ€ๅฎŸๅฎถใซๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šไธๅ‚ๅŠ ใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌใ†ใกใซๆˆปใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸใ‚‰้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏ็„กใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใฎใŒใงใใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใงใ€ ้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใค็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๅŠชใ‚ใฆๅ†ท้™ใซ่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅค‰ๅŒ–ใซใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใ‘ใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆๅธฐใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚่ชฐใ‚‚ๆญขใ‚ใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ–ใ‘ใ‚‹ใช! ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซๅชšใ‚’ๅฃฒใฃใŸ่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่€…ใŒ! ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไปฅใฆๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใฎใใ›ใซใ€ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใŒๆŒใก่พผใ‚“ใ ๅฆ™ใชๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅบƒใ‚ใฆ้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ“ๆ ผใ‚’ๆฑšใ—ใŸๅฅดใฎๆ–นใ“ใใ€้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅŒ่ชฟใ—ใ€ๅฃใ€…ใซ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’็ฝตใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใŒใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’้›ใˆใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŒๆˆฆไบ‰ใงๅ‹ใฃใฆใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๆ•—ใ‚ŒใŸ็†็”ฑใฏใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใ€‚ๅฃใฏ้”่€…ใชใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใพใงใ ใ€ ไธๆ„ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎๅพŒ้ ญ้ƒจใซๆฟ€็—›ใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœฆๆœงใจใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซไฟใกใชใŒใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใจใ€ใใ“ใซใฏใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซๅŒ่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒใ€้ž˜ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใพใพใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้œžใ‚€่ฆ–็•Œใงใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใพใงใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใŸใ ไธ€ใคใ€่บซๅ†…ใซใ‚‚่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่€…ใŒใ„ใŸไบ‹ใ ใ‘ใฏ่ช่ญ˜ใงใใŸใ€‚ๆญฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฐใ‚Šใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็›ฎใฎ็„กใ•ใ‚’ๅ˜†ใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ”พใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใŸใ ไธ€ใคๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏธๅ‰ใซ่ฆ–็•Œใฎ็ซฏใ‚’้Ÿณใ‚‚ใชใ้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใŸใ€่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่ฃพใฎๅบƒใ„ๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใชๆœใ‚’็€ใŸไบบ็‰ฉใจใ€ใ€Œๆณจๆ„ๅŠ›ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใ‚“ใ€ใจๅฑ่ฒฌใ™ใ‚‹ใ€่žใ่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฃฐใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ็›ดๅ‰ใ€่‡ชๅฎคใซใชใ ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ็ด ๆ—ฉใๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๅฏพๅณ™ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธๆ„ๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎ่„‡ใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่‹ฆใ€…ใ—ใ่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใฃใฆๆ‚ชๆ…‹ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใพใพใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไป–ใซใ‚‚ไบŒๅใปใฉใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒใŠใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบบใฏๅฎคๅ†…ใซใ„ใŸไพๅฅณใฎใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ช็„ถๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใฆใ€้šๅˆ†ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ใผใใซไฝ•ใฎ็”จใ ใ€‚ๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‰‹็ŸญใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ่ปฝๅฃใ‚’ๅฉใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ็„ฆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸ็”ฒๆ–ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€็ช็„ถใฎ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๅฏพๅฟœใงใใŸใŒใ€ใพใจใ‚‚ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใฃใฆใฏ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใงใฏไธ‹ใฎไธญ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใงใฏใ€ๅ‹ใก็›ฎใฏ่–„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใซใฏใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„้จŽๅฃซ้šŠไฝ“ๅˆถใฎใŸใ‚ใซ็Š ็‰ฒใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅพŒใฎๆˆดๅ† ๅผใงใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณใซใฏๆ–ฐไฝ“ๅˆถใ‚’็™บ่กจใ•ใ›ใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใจใ—ใŸๆ–ฐใŸใช็ต„็น”ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ็‚บใซใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใจใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏ้‚ช้ญ”ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ้šŠ้•ทใฎๆ‰€ใซใ‚‚่กŒใฃใŸใฎใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใ›ใšใจใ‚‚ใ€็”จใŒๆธˆใ‚ใฐใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใ‚‚ๅพŒใ‚’่ฟฝใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅฑใ†ใ„ๆ‰‹ใคใใงๅผพใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไบŒไบบ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฉใ“ใพใง็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎ้‹่ฉฆใ—ใ ใ€ ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้š…ใซ้€€้ฟใ—ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๆŒŸใฟๆ’ƒใกใฎๅฝขใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใฏๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆญฃ้ขใซไบŒไบบใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใฉใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒฏใ‚ธใƒฏใจๅ‚ทใฏๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚‰ใใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพใชใถใ‚Šๆฎบใ—ใŒใŠๆœ›ใฟใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆญปใชใชใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ๅธŒๆœ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใ ็ตๅฉšใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ ๆฟ€ๆ˜‚ใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ‰ฃใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎ่†ใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆต็Ÿณใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€็„กๅ‚ทใฎ่†ใงไฝ•ใจใ‹่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใ€้ ญใซๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’้˜ฒใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใ€ไฝ“้‡ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ธใƒชใ‚ธใƒชใจๅ‰ฃใŒ้™ใ‚Šใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ™‚ใ€ๅˆฅใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใจ็ต„ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„้จŽๅฃซใŒๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ“ใซใฏใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒๅ€’ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใŒ้œ‡ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใใจใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใใฎ่„‡ใ‚’้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใฃ?ใ€ ็„ก่ฆ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใŒๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ˆใซใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’ๆฎบใใ†ใจๆ›ดใซไฝ“้‡ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ไปฒ้–“ใฎๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅพŒใ‚ใ !ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้…ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏใ€ไฝ“ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ้จŽๅฃซใฎ่„‡่…นใ€้ŽงใŒใชใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใซๆทฑใ€…ใจๅˆƒใ‚’็ชใๅˆบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใฃ?! ใใ€่ฒดๆง˜!ใ€ ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏใใฎใพใพใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ”พใ—ใฆใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใใ€่„‡ใซใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใŸใพใพใฎ้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใงใฏใชใใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉ!ใ€ ใใฃใŸใ‚Šใจๅ€’ใ‚Œใ“ใ‚€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅซใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏๅคฅใ—ใ„่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใ€ๆฑ—ใ ใใงๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงๅˆ‡ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€่บŠ่บ‡ใ—ใฆใ€ใฏใ€ใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก็†ใซ่ฉฑใ™ใช! ๆฐ—ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใฆ!ใ€ ่„‡ใ‚’ๅˆบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏๆ‚ถ็ตถใ—ใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏๆ€’ใ‚Š็‹‚ใฃใฆ่ฟซใฃใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไพๅฅณใฎๅˆ†้š›ใงใ€้จŽๅฃซใซๅˆƒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใฏ!ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๅซใณใŒ้จŽๅฃซใฎๆœ€ๅพŒใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ่จ€ใ„็ต‚ใˆใŸใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใซใ€ๅ–‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆ€ใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใŒ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ใพใพใ€่ก€ใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆใฎใŸใ†ใกใพใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใปใฉใชใๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใ€‚ ็›ดๅพŒใ€ๅฐใ•ใช็“ถใŒ้ฃ›ๆฅใ—ใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฎ้กŽใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ็“ถใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใใฎ็“ถใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใซๆฐ—ใฅใใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ้–‹ๅฐใ—ใฆใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซใƒใ‚ทใƒฃใƒใ‚ทใƒฃใจๆตดใณใ›ใŸใ€‚ ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใฆ็—›ใฟใซๅ ชใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฎ่ƒŒไธญใฎๅ‚ทใฏใ€ใฟใ‚‹ใฟใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซ็™’ใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฎๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ซ˜็ดš้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใฃใฆใฎใฏใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ๅŠนใ็›ฎใงใ™ใญใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ๆฎ‹ใ‚ŠไบŒไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใซๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’็ดใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใซๅบงใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่Œถใ‚’ใใ‚Œใ€‚ใฒใจๆšดใ‚Œใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅ–‰ใŒไนพใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๅปŠไธ‹ใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ธใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๅ›žๅŽใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅ‚ทใŒ็™’ใˆใฆใ€่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸๅ‘ผๅธใซๆˆปใฃใฆๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ‚’ใใฃใจๅฏใ‹ใ›ใฆใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผๅฅณใซ้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใ‚’ๅ…จ้ƒจไฝฟใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ€ๆ–ฌใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅƒ•ใฎ่†ใŒใใฎใพใพใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใถใฃใกใ‚ƒใ‘ใ€ใ‚‚ใฎใ™ใ”ใ็—›ใใฆ็ซ‹ใฆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ่ฟฝๅŠ ใฎ็“ถใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎ้กใซใƒ’ใƒƒใƒˆใ—ใŸใ€‚
It was because of the strange noise audible on the other side of the wall that caused Lotomago to notice the abnormality. Suddenly hearing a sound of something hard hitting the wall, silence returned thereafter. Lotomago has also been aware of the hidden pathways on the other side of the wall. He even knows that sometimes someone from the Royal Knight Order has been passing through there. Or rather Sabnak had consulted him about the permission to use it for travelling and he readily agreed. "Is someone there?" (Lotomago) Lotomago, feeling restless due to not receiving an answer, stood up. He told the maid to leave the room and call for some knights, but it was too late. "Excuse me, Captain." It was 3 knights who entered the room without knocking. While they had already drawn their swords, one of them forced the maid to sit down in a corner of the room. Turning her sight to Lotomago, the maid moved as she had been ordered by the knight. Furthermore, around five knights entered from the exit of the hidden pathway. A single one amongst them has been bathed in a spurt of blood. "... That's quite the appearance, but what's your business?" (Lotomago) "Well, it's something simple. We want you to hold still here until everything has ended including you losing that position. That is your last task as captain." The knight, who entered first, explains calmly. Seeing Lotomago's sight resting on the knight bathed in a spurt of blood, he laughs scornfully. "As there were two knights on the other side of the wall intended to be your guards, we got rid of them." "Uh-oh, please don't resist pointlessly." Putting the sword, he held in his hand, at the throat of Lotomago, he says, "If you don't oppose us, we will safely release you as well as that maid. After you lost your position. Also, apart from that, we will loose our leeway if you resist too much, okay? We will be compelled to change our way of treatment not only towards you, Captain, but also towards Imeraria-sama." Looking at the maid, who is sitting down in a frightened state, Lotomago sighed and reseated himself on his chair. "I don't know what you're planning to do, but... Balzephon, huh?" (Lotomago) "Oya, it looks like you have suspected something. However, there's no need for you to think about unnecessary things, Captain. Please wait obediently until we change this country and a new era begins." The intruding knights are grinning broadly while surrounding Lotomago. The sighing Lotomago closed his eyes. "It seems like there's nothing I can do right now to change the situation here. As you said, I have decided to wait." (Lotomago) "A wise choice." The knights, confirming that there were no weapons close to Lotomago, left 3 behind and exited the room. Lotomago, who watched their actions silently, gave more than a passing thought to the fate of these fools. Yesterday, Lotomago, sensing the uneasiness he felt from Balzephon's state, discussed that matter with Hifumi. He recalls the face of Hifumi at that time. He only said nothing more but [Understood] , but his expression showed an innocent smile as if being a child having received a present. "Ahhahha!" Suddenly hearing the laughter from the other side of the wall, the shoulders of Suprangel, who had a friendly chat with Nelgal, jumped in surprised. "... Are they holding a party in the next room?" (Suprangel) "I-I don't know, but..." (Nelgal) Suprangel pouts. Although he asked the maids within the room, they apparently aren't aware of the circumstances either. Since they don't know what to do, they are patiently waiting inside the room. After a knock people entered. It's the soldiers of Fokalore led by Alyssa. "Hello, King-sama." (Alyssa) "Oh, the young lady from Fokalore, eh? What the heck is happening?" (Suprangel) Apparently Suprangel was pleased with Alyssa's simple-mindedness. He showed a facial expression of a good-natured old man towards her. At the time he made this face for the first time, the servants from Horant, including Nelgal, made all together surprised faces, but by now they have already accepted it. "Umm~ Hifumi-san has said a "rebellion" is starting. We came to guard King-sama." (Alyssa) "Rebellion? Despite the king of a foreign country being here? Oh well, it's because I came quite abruptly. I will be able to feel safe, if it's the young lady's group protecting me." (Suprangel) "That's right. Military Director Alyssa-dono, please treat our king well." (Nelgal) Nelgal, who quickly got up, very deeply bowed towards Alyssa, who was around two heads smaller than him. "It's alright, it's not only king-sama. We've been told to protect all of you. For the time being, the people, who monitored this place, aren't here anymore." (Alyssa) When Alyssa said that, Fokalore's territorial soldiers dragged two limp knights out through a hidden door while laughing. "Ah, director! We have cleared the enemy and gained total control over the hidden pathway. These guys were full of openings to a laughable degree compared to Lord-sama." "... I think you are making a mistake in the party you compare them to. Please continue to guard the pathway, okay? Tie the knight-san's and lay them down in the pathway. The same for the other people as well, as planned." (Alyssa) "At last it's actual combat after we went sightseeing in Horant", the soldiers chatted lightly while they guarded inside and outside the room. Hearing that, Nelgal is frowning. "... Hidden pathway? Did you monitor us?" (Nelgal) Towards Nelgal, who speaks as if subduing his anger, it was not Alyssa but Suprangel who moved and hit him with an iron knuckle "Idiot. It's only natural to inconspicuously monitor for the sake of guarding and precaution. Despite the young lady's group originally has no obligation to come protect us within the castle, what's your manner of talking?! ... Excuse me for my dimwitted successor." (Suprangel) "Er, well... It isn't us who monitored you, but I can understand the unpleasant feeling of it." (Alyssa) "I'm very sorry..." (Nelgal) Nelgal, whose head was completely hanging, hasn't noticed Suprangel clearly mention him as "successor" to someone else. "So, what's the matter with Hifumi-dono? If it's that man, he's someone to stand at the vanguard of such fighting scene." (Suprangel) Due to Suprangel's question Alyssa folded her arms and tilted her head to the side. "That is, I don't know where he went. He only gave me my orders and ran off somewhere." (Alyssa) "Ho, that is..." (Suprangel) Suprangel strokes his chin and laughs broadly. "It looks like it will result in something enjoyable." (Suprangel) Vaiya was in a hurry. With several knights not coming back at the time of their shift change and the person, who went to check, not returning either, there was no one to send to gather information either. "What's happening?" (Vaiya) He judges it to doubtlessly be an abnormal situation. While feeling it to be inexcusable for the preparations of the guarding of the coronation ceremony, he has ordered the other knights to investigate and headed towards Sabnak's room at a quick pace accompanied by a single knight for the sake of communication. As he advances while feeling irritated by the long hallway, he finally reached the place that serves as Sabnak's office. Several knights are gathering in front of its door. Among them were also the figures of people who were reported to be missing. Once a single knight became aware of Vaiya, he put his hand on the swords at his hips and approached. "Just when I wondered who it was, isn't it the Royal Knight Order's Vice Captain-sama?" "You, eh... ?" (Vaiya) Vaiya remembered the man in front of him. As colleague from the time at the Second Knight Order, he didn't have many chances to meet him, but he was a person in the higher ranks within the order in regards to his mastery of the sword. At the time of Horant's attack he was summoned to his family's home and shouldn't have participated in the battles, but apparently he came back without Vaiya knowing about it. "I was surprised when I came back. The Second Knight Order has disappeared, something like a Royal Knight Order has been formed, Vaiya became a vice-captain and that ... fellow from the Third Knight Order became the captain." Due to the other party talking as if making fun of it, Vaiya makes an effort and replies calmly, "If you don't like the changes, it's fine for you to stop being a knight and go home. There's no one stopping you." (Vaiya) "Don't fuck with me! Though you are a traitor, who curried favours with the Third Knight Order! In spite of using swords to protect the nation, that man brought in weird weapons and spread them dirtying the dignity of knights. They stopped being knights." The other knights, agreeing with his words, shouted abuses at Vaiya and the Third Knight Order all over. "... I feel I finally understood Earl Tohno's meaning of disciplining the soldiers. I guess this is the reason why the Second Knight Order was defeated whereas Fokalore's soldiers won the war." (Vaiya) "Humph, as expected of you, Vice-Captain. You seem to be skilled at talking. However, that's how far it goes." Suddenly a pain ran through Vaiya's back of the head. Once he turned around while eagerly preserving to keep his consciousness, which was about to become hazy, he saw the knight, who accompanied him, there, although he stood holding his sword, still stuck in its scabbard. Although he didn't see his expression due to his blurry vision, he only realised one thing; him being a traitor belonging to the same organization too. While clenching his teeth and lamenting over his lack of a discerning eye, Vaiya lost his consciousness. There was only one thing bothering him. Something had quietly passed him at the edge of his vision as he was on the brink of collapsing. As it was a person he has a recollection of wearing strange clothes with a wide hem, he heard a voice reprimanding him [You don't pay enough attention] . Just before Vaiya finally arrived at Sabnak's office, Sabnak swiftly drew his sword and confronted the knights who rushed into his room as opponents. Slaying the knight, who tried a surprise attack, he has fallen over at Sabnak's side. The knight, who cursed looking at the corpse loathsomely, glares at Sabnak while holding his sword.magic In addition there are two more knights there as well. One of them had turned his sword towards the maid, Shibyura, who was within the room. "You came entering quite unexpectedly causing quite the situation, but what's your business with me? Since I'm busy I'd like you to keep it short though, okay?" (Sabnak) Sabnak was sweating buckets while cracking a joke. He was somehow able to deal with the sudden attack as result of receiving coaching from Hifumi, but Sabnak, who has no more than the level of skill to decently compete with the lower ranks of the knight order, has only a small chance of winning. "We want you bastard to become a sacrifice in order to establish a new knight order organization. Princess Imeraria will announce the new system at the coronation ceremony afterwards. It is expected for the Second Knight Order to play a central part in the creation of the new system. For that reason, Lotomago and you asshole are nuisances." "Did you go to the captain's place as well... ?" (Sabnak) "No worries, once he's of no use, Lotomago will also follow you in death." With these words he swung his sword. Sabnak repelled it in an unsteady manner of using his hands. "How long will you survive against two opponents? In the end it's a test of your luck." Sabnak, who retreated to a corner of the room as if rolling over, was one way or the other successful in avoiding a state of being pincer-attacked. However, while dealing with the two in the front, his wounds are slowly increasing. "Come on, come on! Do you wish to be tormented to death as it is?" "I hope to find a way to not die. I still haven't even been married yet." (Sabnak) "Don't get cocky!" The sword of the enraged knight cut open Sabnak's knee. Sabnak, losing the way to stand up, somehow supported his body with the remaining, unhurt knee and defended against the sword swung down at his head. The sword, carrying its own weight, gradually forced him down. At that moment a scream could be heard at another place. Once the knight, who isn't entangled with Sabnak looked back, he saw the knight, who had watched Shibyura, fallen. Shibyura stood there holding a knife in her hands while trembling. As the knight, brandishing his sword, approaches her, Shibyura closes her eyes and starts running passing by his side. "What?" Once the ignored knight turned his sight in a hurry, he could see Shibyura headed towards the figure of his companion, who put even more weight into his sword to kill Sabnak. "Watch your back!" He called out in panic, but it was too late. Shibyura, grasping her knife tightly, hurled herself into the flank of the knight and stabbed the blade deeply into the un-armoured part. "Uh?! Y-You bitch!" Shibyura let go of the knife and clung to Sabnak. The knight, who had the knife buried in his flank, raised his sword overhead and slashed not at Sabnak but Shibyura's back. "Shibyura!" (Sabnak) Holding Shibyura, who has limply collapsed towards him, Sabnak screamed, but Shibyura, shedding large quantities of blood, breathed out dripping in sweat. "Though to protect... someone important... hesitated... no good..." (Shibyura) "Don't talk recklessly! Cling to your consciousness strongly!" (Sabnak) The knight, who had his flank stabbed, has fainted in agony. The remaining knight is approaching in rage. "You dare to turn your blade at a knight! You, with a standing as maid!" But, this yell became the knight's last words. The instant he finished saying them, the point of a katana stuck out from his throat. Without even understanding what has happened to him, he writhes vomiting blood and before long he has parted this world. Immediately following a little bottle came flying and hit Shibyura's chin. Sabnak, grasping the bottle in a hurry, realizes the true nature of it. Opening it quickly, he pours it on Shibyura's back. The wound on the back of Shibyura, who endured the pain with a frown, is healed in a twinkle. Seeing this, Sabnak sighed in relief and looked up at the person who threw the magic potion. "High-class magic potions have an amazing effect, Hifumi-san." (Sabnak) Hifumi, who finished off the remaining two knights, sheathed his katana and sat down on the sofa. "Rather than something like that, I'd like you to give me a bit tea. If a person goes on a rampage, they will get thirsty. Ah, also, since Vaiya has collapsed in the hallway, retrieve him before someone steps on him." (Hifumi) Gently laying down the fainted Shibyura, whose breathing has calmed down after the wound healed, Sabnak smiled bitterly. "She ended up using all of the magic potion. My knee is cut without change. To be blunt, it awfully painful making it impossible to stand up." (Sabnak) An additional bottle hit Sabnak's forehead.
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่กจๅ‘ใใซใฏ็„กไบ‹ใซใ€ๅ†…้ƒจ็š„ใซใฏๅคง้‡ใฎๆญป่€…ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆดๅ† ๅผใฏ็„กไบ‹ใซ็ต‚ไบ†ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆ–ฐใŸใชๅฅณ็Ž‹ใจใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใชใ‚Šใ€ใใฎไธ‹ใซใฏใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใŒๅผ•ใ็ถšใๅฎฐ็›ธใจใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ใ‚’่ฃœไฝใ—ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒ่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้šŠ้•ทใจใ—ใฆใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๅŠใณๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็Ž‹ๅญๆดพ้–ฅใฎๅฝฑใŒๆถˆใˆใŸๅŸŽๅ†…ใซใฏใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใซ้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚’ๆŒใŸใชใ„ๆณ•่กฃ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚„ๅฎถใ‚’็ถ™ใไบˆๅฎšใฎใชใ„่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅญๅฅณใ‹ใ‚‰ใพใจใ‚ใฆ้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใจใ—ใฆๆŽก็”จใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒๆฑบใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใพใงใจ้•ใ†็‚นใฏใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎไบบๅ“กใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใง็ ”ไฟฎใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ๆ—…ๆ”ฏๅบฆใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ€ใ‚บใƒฉใƒชใจไธฆใถๆ–ฐๆŽก็”จใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ”ใ่‡ช็„ถใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ–ๆณขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ–ใ‚ใคใ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆ–ฐ่ˆˆ่ฒดๆ—ใ ใจ่ปฝใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ„ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฆ™ใช่™šๆ „ๅฟƒใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพๅณ™ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใŒๅ‡บใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆŠ˜่ง’้›†ใ‚ใŸไบบๅ“กใŒใพใŸๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไป•ไบ‹ใจใ—ใฆๅ—ใ‘ใŸไปฅไธŠใฏใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ้ ทใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซใฏใ€ไปŠๅพŒ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไพ้ ผใจใ—ใฆๅนดใซๆ•ฐๅใšใคใฎ็•™ๅญฆ็”Ÿใ‚’ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใ€ๆญฆๅฎ˜ๅ…ฑใซ้€ใ‚‹ๅฅ‘็ด„ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ ฑ้…ฌใŒๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏ้šŠ้•ทใ€็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็•™ๅฎˆใฏไปปใ›ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šๆ–ฐๅฉšๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅ‘ณใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฟ‘ใใงใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซๅ‡บ็™บใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใพใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚„็ ”ไฟฎ็”ŸใŸใกใฎ่ญท่ก›ใจใ—ใฆๆ•ฐๅใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใจๅ…ฑใซๅŒ่กŒใ—ใ€ๅฉš็ด„่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ‚’ไผดใฃใฆใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฎๅฎŸๅฎถใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒžใ‚ผใƒญใƒˆๅญ็ˆต้ ˜ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ไบˆๅฎšใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฎๅˆ†ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆฌกใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏ้šŠ้•ทใฎ็•ชใงใ™ใญใ€‚็พฉ็ˆถใจใชใ‚‹ๆ–นใฏ่ฟ‘ใใซใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ”ๅฎŸๅฎถใซๆˆปใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใ€ใใฃใจๅฏ„ใ‚Šๆทปใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ŒถๅŒ–ใ•ใชใ„ใงใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€‚......ใพใ ใ€ๆญฃๅผใซๅฎฐ็›ธใซใฏ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใฆ้ฉšใ„ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใจใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ‚’ไบคไบ’ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฉšใใพใ—ใŸ! ไฝ•ใ‹ๅ•้กŒใงใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ 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ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€็งใŸใกใซใฏใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ‚ใฎๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฏๅบƒใ™ใŽใพใ™ใ—......ๅฆปใฎๆ‰‹ๆ–™็†ใŒๅฅฝใใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใซๆ–™็†ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๆฐ—ใŒๅผ•ใ‘ใพใ™ใ—ใ€ ้ ‘ๅ›บใชๅฅดใ ใ€ใจใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใ‚‚็ฌ‘้ก”ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใชใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใŸใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใพใ‚Š้ ใใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้€šใ„ใงใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ? ็งใฏๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใงใ™ใ—ใ€้žๅธธๆ™‚ใซใฏๅŸŽๅ†…ใงๅพ…ๆฉŸใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใง......ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏ้šŠ้•ทใจใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ™ใงใซๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚่พžไปคใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด™ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ็›ฎ็Ž‰ใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ•ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€่ฒงไนๅญ็ˆตๅฎถใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„็งใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ซ‹ๅ ดใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟ่€…!ใ€ ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ†ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใซใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏๅŽณใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅคงๅ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏๅฎถๆŸ„ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ่ชฐใ‹ใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๆ•‘ใˆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใ‚ใฎใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฏไผฏ็ˆตใŸใ‚‹ๅœฐไฝใ‚’ใฒใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ—ใฆๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸใฎใ‹? ่ฟ‘ใใงใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใŠๅ‰ใซใจใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบ็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฏใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฏ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฎ็„กใ„ใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฎๅผทใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใซใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏๆœ€ๅˆใ“ใ้ฉšใใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚็งใฏๅ‰ฃใฏ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใซไบคใ˜ใ‚Šใ€ๅคšใใฎไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใใŸ็ตŒ้จ“ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใซใ‚‚่ฒ ใ‘ใšใจใ‚‚ๅŠฃใ‚‰ใฌ่‡ชไฟกใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใจๅŒใ˜ๆง˜ใชๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ไปŠใ™ใใซใใฎ่พžไปคใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๅฎถใซๅธฐใ‚Šใ€ๅฎถๆ—ใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใใŸใพใˆใ€‚ๅผ•่ถŠใ—ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚ใ€ใพใšใฏๅฅฅๆ–นใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†? ๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฏใ‚‚ใ†ไบบใ‚’้ ผใ‚“ใง็ถบ้บ—ใซ็ฃจใไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใ‚‚ไธ‰ไบบ็จ‹ๆ‰‹้…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใŠๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใ€ๆ„Ÿ่ฌ่‡ดใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ๅ†ใณ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฎ็›ฎใซใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆถ™ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎ่‚ฉใซ่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎๅคงใใ•ใ‚’ๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ€‚......ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใซใฏใ“ใ“ใ‚’ๆ˜Žใ‘ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ‚’ใ€้ ผใ‚€ใžใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃ! ใŠไปปใ›ไธ‹ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ็ตๅฑ€ใ€ไธปใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใ›ใ„ใงๅคšใใฎ็Š ็‰ฒใŒๅ‡บใŸๆˆฆไนฑใฏไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒ็ต‚็ตใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚„้ ˜ๅœฐ้‹ๅ–ถๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚’ๆฉ‹ๆธกใ—ใฎๆๆ–™ใซไฝฟใ„ใ€ๅผทใ„็ตใณใคใใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸใ€‚ ้€†ใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝฟ่€…ใจใใฎ้š่กŒๅ“กใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅŸŽๅ†…ๅทฅไฝœใซใคใ„ใฆๅผทใ„ๆŠ—่ญฐใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใฎๅ…จ้ข็š„ใช้™ไผใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ๅฝขใงใฎ็ต‚ๆˆฆใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใ—ใŸใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๅ‹‰ๅผทใฎใŸใ‚ใซไบบๅ“กใ‚’ๆดพ้ฃใ—ใฆใคใชใŒใ‚Šใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅผทใ„ใƒ‘ใ‚คใƒ—ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใ†ใ‹ใคใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใชใใชใ‚Šใ€ใชใ—ๅดฉใ—็š„ใซ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใ‚’่ชใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝขใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ›ฝใฏๅข—ใˆใŸใŒๆป…ใณใŸๅ›ฝใฏ็„กใใ€ๆฐ—ใŒใคใ‘ใฐใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใฏๅบƒใŒใ‚Šใ€็™บ่จ€ๆจฉใฏ้ŽๅŽปใซไพ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใ„็จ‹ใซๅผทใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฎๅพŒใ‚็›พใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎๅ›ฝๅฎถใฎๅ…ฑ้€š่ช่ญ˜ใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€่กจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆๅค–ไบคใฎๅ ดใซ้ก”ใ‚‚ๅฃใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒณใ‚นใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใใใฎๅ‹•ๅ‘ใ‚’ไผบใ†ใซ็•™ใพใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰€ๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝๅฎถใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€ๆŽฅ่งฆใซใฏๆ…Ž้‡ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆœฌไบบใงใฏใชใ้ ˜ๅœฐใธใฎๅƒใใ‹ใ‘ใฏๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ้ ˜ๅœฐ้‹ๅ–ถใซๆบใ‚ใ‚‹่€…ใ€่ญท่ก›ใ‚„้จŽๅฃซใ€้ ˜ๅœฐใฎๅ…ตใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใฎๅคšใใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธ่จชใ‚Œใ€ๅ…ฌ้‡‘ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆปžๅœจใ—ใฆๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใ„ใใฎใงใ€้ ˜ๅœฐใฎไบบๅฃใฏๅข—ๅŠ ใฎไธ€้€”ใ‚’่พฟใ‚Šใ€้ ˜ๅœฐใซ่ฝใกใ‚‹้‡‘้กใ‚‚ๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆˆฆไบ‰่ขซๅฎณใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅŠดๅƒๅŠ›ใฏไธ–็•Œไธญใ‹ใ‚‰้›†ใพใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใฎไบบๅฃใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ ˜ไธปใจใ—ใฆๅฐฑไปปใ—ใŸๅฝ“ๅˆใฎๆ•ฐๅ€ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅŒใ˜้ ˜ๅ†…ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใชใฉใฎ่ก—ใซใ‚‚ไบบใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไปฃๅฎ˜ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆ•ดๅ‚™ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ก—ใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚‚ๅˆถๅบฆใ‚‚ๆ€ฅ้€Ÿใซๆ•ดใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ€ไปŠใงใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝไปฅไธŠใฎ่ณ‘ใ‚ใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ก—ใซ้ ˜ไธปใŒๅธฐใฃใฆๆฅใŸใจใใ€่ก—ใงใฏ็ช็„ถใฎใŠ็ฅญใ‚Š้จ’ใŽใจใชใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใฎ็ตๆžœใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€šใ—ใฆ~!!ใ€ ๅ…ˆ้ ญใ‚’่กŒใใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅซใณใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๅฟ…ๆญปใซใชใฃใฆ้“ใ‚’ใ“ใ˜้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฆฌไธŠใฎใพใพ้€ฒใ‚€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŸใก้จŽๅฃซใจๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซๆŽก็”จใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ็ ”ไฟฎ็”ŸใŸใกใŒ็ถšใใ€‚ ๅคšใใฎไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๅพ“ใˆใฆ้€ฒใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏๅฃใ€…ใซใŠใ‹ใˆใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใจๅซใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ‹ใ‚‹ใๆŒฏใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ€้ป„่‰ฒใ„ๆญ“ๅฃฐใŒใ‚ใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใชใใฆ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใญใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ้ ˜ไธป้คจใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅ‹‰ๅผทใซๆฅใŸไบบใ€…ใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใŒใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅปบใฆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฎฟๆณŠๆ–ฝ่จญใธใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆกˆๅ†…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‹ใˆใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใ€ ้คจใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใซใ€ใŠ่พžๅ„€ใงๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใŸใฎใฏ5ไบบใฎๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒ้€ฒใฟๅ‡บใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฆ‚ใญๅ•้กŒใฏ่ตทใใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ”็„กไบ‹ใฎใŠๅธฐใ‚Šใ‚’ใŠๅ–œใณ็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ™ใ€ ้‰„้ข็šฎใฎ็•ฐๅใซๆฅใ˜ใชใ„็œŸ้ก”ใฎใพใพใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆฅใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซ่žใ„ใŸๅนณๅฆใชๅฃฐ้Ÿณใซใ€ๅธฐใฃใฆๆฅใŸๅฎŸๆ„ŸใŒๆนงใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใตใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใŒใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใจ่ฝใก็€ใ็„กใ่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚Šใ‚‡ใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใ€่ปๅ‹™้•ทๅฎ˜ใฏๅŒ่กŒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็ ”ไฟฎ็”Ÿใ‚’ๅฎฟๆณŠๆ–ฝ่จญใธๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ็คผใ‚‚ใใ“ใใ“ใซใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใซๅ‘†ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธŠ้šŽใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŒ้™ใ‚Šใฆใใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซไผš้‡ˆใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๆˆปใ‚Šใจไผบใ„ใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€็งใฎ่‚ฉใฎ่ทใ‚‚้™ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘็–ฒใ‚ŒใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€็›ฎใฎ่‰ฒใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ๆฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅพŒใฏใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใใจ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏใ€ๅนด็›ธๅฟœใฎ็พŽใ—ใ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚......ใงใฏใ€่กŒใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใซ่…•ใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚Œใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใฏใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅฎฟๆณŠๅ ดๆ‰€ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€้ ๅพใฎใ‚ใ„ใ ใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใ”ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่žใ„ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใŒใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไพ‹ใˆใฐใ€่ชฐใ‹ใซใพใŸใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚’ไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ่ณชๅ•ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใปใ‚“ใฎๆ•ฐ็ง’ใ ใ‘็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆใ€้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚่ƒฝๅŠ›็š„ใชๅ•้กŒใฏ็„กใใจใ‚‚ใ€้ ˜ๅœฐ้‹ๅ–ถใซใฏๅœฐไฝใ‚’ไผดใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใ‚„ใใฎใ”ๅฎถๆ—ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰ๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใชใ‚‰ใฐๅ•้กŒใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใ€ๅนณๆฐ‘ใ‚„ๅฅด้šทใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใŒใใฎๅœฐไฝใซใคใ„ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็ต„็น”ใŒใ†ใพใๆฉŸ่ƒฝใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚้ขๅ€’ใ ใชใใ€ ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใพใŸไบบใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถใฎใฏ้ขๅ€’ใ ใ—ใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ๅฅดใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฎถๆ—ใฏๅฝ“็„ถใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎถๆ—......ๅฎถๆ—ใ‹ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใพใงใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่„ณ่ฃใซใฏๅ…ƒใฎไธ–็•Œใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใใŸๅฎถๆ—ใฎ้ก”ใฏๆตฎใ‹ใฐใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใใฎไบ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ ใพใ ใ€ใ‚ใฃใกใฎไธ–็•Œใซๅธฐใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ไพ‹ใˆใฐใ”็ตๅฉšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธŠใงใ€ๅฅฅๆง˜ใธไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃ......ใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆๆกˆใซใ€ใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅพŒใฎ็ฅญใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ตๅฉš็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑ้กŒใฏใ€่ฟ‘ใใง่€ณใ‚’ใใฐใ ใฆใฆใ„ใŸๅฅณๆ€ง่ทๅ“กใ‚’้€šใ˜ใ€็žฌใ้–“ใซๅบƒใพใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ่ทๅ“กใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ตๅฃซใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่€ณใธใจใ€โ€œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ตๅฉš็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ™‚ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใพใงใ€3ๆ™‚้–“ใจใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใปใฉใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅคงๅค‰ใชใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ„ใ†ไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’ไธ€ไบบใฎ็”ทๆ€งใจใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใฉใ†ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ€ใฏใฃใใ‚Šใจใฏ็ญ”ใˆใŒๅ‡บใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฅฝใใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ„ใ†็‹‚ไฟก็š„ใชไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’้–“่ฟ‘ใง่ฆ‹ใฆใใŸใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ๅ†ท้™ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆญฃ็›ดใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚็ซถไบ‰ใซใชใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ๅ‹ใฆใชใ„ไปฅๅ‰ใซๅˆบใ•ใ‚Œใฆ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็ฌฌไธ‰่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใฎ็ตๅฉš็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆ–ฐ่ˆˆ่ฒดๆ—ใงๅ›ฝใฎๅ†…ๅค–ใ‚’ๅ•ใ‚ใš็ŸฅๅๅบฆใŒ้ซ˜ใๆฅญ็ธพใ‚‚ไธฆใถใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ„ใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่ฒดๆ—ใ ใ‘ใงใชใๅดๅฎคใฎๅœฐไฝใ‚’็‹™ใ†ๅนณๆฐ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆœ€้ซ˜ใซไบบๆฐ—ใฎ้ซ˜ใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใชใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆƒณๅƒใซ้›ฃใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ไปŠใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ‚‰ๅคงๅค‰ใชใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹......ใ€ ใ‚ใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซ็ตๅฉš็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฏๅ™‚ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๅ……ๅˆ†ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ๅˆบๆฟ€ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆๅ™‚ใฎๆ‹กๆ•ฃใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚‰ไธ€็•ชใซ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจ้–€็•ชใซ็”ณใ—ไผใˆใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๆ—ฉใไผšใ„ใŸใใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠใ ใ‘ใฏๅธฐใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ใงใญ......ใ€ ็ฅˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใงใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆ€ฅใ„ใง้ ˜ไธป้คจใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
While publicly being peaceful and internally taking a massive toll, the coronation ceremony finished safely. Imeraria will unify Orsongrande as new queen, Adol will continue to counsel the ruler as prime minister and Sabnak will be assigned as guard for the castle and Imeraria as Royal Knight Order Captain. In the castle, where the shadow of the prince faction completely vanished, it was decided to appoint new personnel as civil officials and knights by gathering appointed nobles, who don't possess new territories, and the sons and daughters of nobles, who aren't estimated to inherit their households. The aspect, which was different from how it was done up until now, was that all of the personnel would receive training in Fokalore. "Then, please take care of them, Hifumi-sama." (Imeraria) Having finished their journey preparations, the newly recruited nobles were lining up in a row. In their presence Queen Imeraria bowed towards Hifumi very naturally. The nobles were noisily clattering about like ripples on a water surface, but there will likely be no one looking down on Hifumi as rising noble with this "Understood. Since I received it as job, they will get trained properly." (Hifumi) Hifumi showed a firm nod. There is an agreement that from now on several of each, civil officials and military officers, will be sent as exchange students as request from the royal capital to Fokalore every year. Of course, Hifumi will be paid proper rewards by the kingdom. "I'm sorry, Captain Sabnak, but thank you in advance." (Vaiya) "Yea, please leave the house-sitting to me. It's alright for you to slowly savour the life of a newly-wed." (Sabnak) Close-by, where Imeraria and Hifumi have been talking, Vaiya and Sabnak exchanged greetings of departure. He, together with several knights, will accompany Hifumi and the trainees as escort until Fokalore. Together with his fiancee, Phyrinion, they are scheduled to head towards the territory of Viscount Amazelo, which is Phyrinion's family's home. "Once I finish my part, next it will be Captain Sabnak's turn, right? Since the person, who will become your father-in-law, is nearby, will you return home for some greetings?" (Vaiya) Watching Shibyura quietly drawing close from behind Sabnak, Vaiya smiles. "Don't make fun of me. ... I still haven't officially talked with the prime minister." (Sabnak) Vaiya, who stared in surprise, raised his voice alternately looking at Sabnak and Shibyura. "You surprised me there! Is there some kind of problem?" (Vaiya) "That is..." (Sabnak) "It's only Sabnak-sama being a good-for-nothing. Please go meet your bride without worries as I will have taken him along for greetings, even if I have to hit him, until Vaiya-sama returns." (Shibyura) Shibyura, seizing Sabnak's arm with the slender fingers of her right hand, is clearly digging her nails into Sabnak's upper arm. "As this person saved me by literally risking her own life, I intend to talk it over carefully." (Sabnak) In contrast to Shibyura, who has a rough nasal breathing full of fighting spirit, Sabnak was crestfallen and had dropped his shoulders. "That is a problem." Between the maids a rumour has taken shape, which states that as result of Shibyura defeating two knights during the coronation ceremony's rebellion, she saved Sabnak. Those two had a good relationship since the coronation ceremony, but in contrast to Shibyura, who treats others with sterny* stout-heartedness, Sabnak, who often listens to the opinions of others with a gentle personality, is apparently seen as being totally dominated. "At least go to do formal greetings once you get some confidence after having acquired slight achievements as captain." (Vaiya) Sabnak saw Vaiya off laughing feebly. Different from before at the main gate of the capital, where it has turned into a cheerful departure, heavy air drifts about in the office of Knight Captain Lotomago. Two people, Lotomago, who's the owner of the room, and Adol are in here. "Then, there's no doubt that you will retire after today?" (Adol) "Yea, with the serious affairs, that happened in the castle, far from being helpful, I ended up being caught by the enemy. I have no position as military officer anymore. I have received permission by Her Majesty the Queen yesterday." (Lotomago) While sorting the documents remaining on the desk, Lotomago calmly answered the prime minister's question. "However, at that time even Her Majesty the Queen as well as the Royal Knight Order Captain suffered from enemy attacks. I think there's no necessity for Lotomago-dono to retire or anything like that though..." (Adol) Lotomago slowly shakes his head towards the prime minister, who tries to detain him. His face shows no grief or bitterness. He has a calm and gentle expression. "Even though Captain Sabnak was saved by Earl Tohno and prime minister's ojou-san, he personally acted towards escaping the danger. As for Her Majesty the Queen, she was betrayed by the guards attached to her. In comparison, I, who wasn't able to offer any kind of resistance, couldn't do anything more than passing the time by sitting and waiting..." (Lotomago) Temporarily pausing his words there, Lotomago leaned his body against the back of the chair. "No, that's no more than mere pretence. A military officer, who wasn't able to fight because of his old age, should leave. That's all there is to it. There's no meaning in lining up reasons, that seem like excuses, either." (Lotomago) "It seems that you've made your decision." (Adol) "It's just a story about running away. It isn't anything as noble as a decision. Besides, I discovered a successor, whom I was able to smoothly burden with the work." (Lotomago) Due to Lotomago smiling, even Adol was lured into laughing. With a sudden knock on the door, a single knight came entering. "Excuse me. I was told you called for me, but... this is, were you talking with His Excellency the Prime Minister? I'm very sorry." (Midas) It was Midas, who entered the room. "No, it's alright since I called you here." (Lotomago) Urged by Lotomago, Midas stands in front of Lotomago. "Midas, how old were your children again?" (Lotomago) "Ha? 10 and 7 years old, but... Did something happen?" (Midas) Midas, who was confused being abruptly asked about his family, pulled himself together and replied honestly. "I see, the prime time of being mischievous. Although you rejected it once, won't you move to the mansion, which is close to the royal palace? For only 3 people the care-taking will be easy as well, if you employ a maid. Accordingly it will likely become more comfortable for your wife, too. Because it is easy to get lessons close to the royal palace, even for educating children, it will probably be convenient one way or the other." (Lotomago) "No, the size of that mansion is for us too spacious after all... I will feel awkward to receive food made by someone else since I like the home cooking of my wife." (Midas) , Lotomago smiles. Adol, who listened as well, showed a smile. "However, if someone, who is the Knight Captain, commutes from too far away, it will likely take time to deal with it once something happens." (Lotomago) "? I'm the vice-captain. Because there's also a place in the castle, which is on standby in case of an emergency..." (Midas) "That's what we will talk about now. You will become the captain. The notice of personnel change has already been accepted by Her Majesty the Queen as well." (Lotomago) Looking at the paper, handed over to him, Midas has been surprised as if his eyeballs are popping out. "Th-This is... But, for me, who hails from a poor Viscount family, this sort of position is..." (Midas) "Idiot!" (Lotomago) Due to Midas being perplexed, Lotomago shouted in a thundering voice with a strict expression. "Are you believing that you can save anyone by using your pedigree? Did that Earl Tohno obtained his victories by showing off his position as Earl? Is it only that much you, who watched him from close-by, gained from that person?" (Lotomago) Due to Lotomago's powerful tone, he usually doesn't use, Midas was only surprised at the beginning, but at the time he properly grasped the things said, he was able to calm down and bow. "I'm very sorry. I'm not very good at swordsmanship, but I have the experience of having seen many people by blending in amongst the populace. In that aspect alone I have confidence that I won't fall behind or even lose to that Earl Tohno." (Midas) "Very well." (Lotomago) Lotomago returned his smile to the same one as before. "Then, go back home holding that notice of personnel change at once and explain it in front of your family. Isn't it necessary to have a talk with your wife first, also to prepare the moving? I have already called for people to tidy and polish up the mansion. A maid for around 3 people has been arranged as well." (Lotomago) "... You have my deepest thanks for your considerations." (Midas) In the eyes of Midas, who bowed once again, a few tears shone. "What? If I consider the size of the things that will weight on your shoulders from now, this is the least I can do at the end. ... I will vacate this place tomorrow. Also, I will rely on you." (Lotomago) "Ha! Please put your trust in me!" (Midas) Eventually the disturbances, which caused many victims to appear, primarily thanks to Hifumi, came to a temporary end. Orsongrande and Horant established a firm bond using the territorial administration skills and combat engineering of Fokalore as materials for bridge building. On the contrary, Vichy received a strong protest regarding the manoeuvring within the castle by the envoy and his attendants from Orsongrande. In the end, the cessation of hostilities took a shape close to a total capitulation of Vichy's side. Even concerning the independent Pyulsan, by using the method of forming a relationship of sending personnel for studying towards Fokalore, in order to successfully establish a pipe, which is stronger than Vichy's, Vichy became unable to make a careless move on them. As a result Vichy recognized the independence due to them being an enemy they had no way to crush. There were no countries, which perished, and the number of countries increased. Once they noticed, Orsongrande's realm had expanded and they became a power, whose right to speak couldn't be overlooked anymore as was custom in the past. Although it was the common understanding of all nation that this was due to Hifumi backing them, Hifumi has a stance of not making any speeches or showing his face in the public field of diplomacy. Adhering to what they heard about his nonchalant attitude, the nations have become cautious in contacting him, which also includes Orsongrande, the nation he belongs to. Instead, the appeal of his territory and not the person himself has increased. Many people, who are engaged in territorial administration, guards, knights and people, leading territorial soldiers are coming to visit Fokalore. Because they stay with public funds and study there, the territory's population is following the path of increase and the amount of money spent in the territory rises as well. There's also the influence of the war damages. Manpower from around the world comes gathering. Unnoticed, the population of the territory of Fokalore has become several times that when Hifumi was inaugurated as feudal lord first. Reaching the point that even cities like Arosel, being in the same territory, are gathering people, the developed cities, because of governors dispatched by Fokalore, rapidly put their appearance and institutions in order. It might be only a natural outcome that the city turned into a festival merrymaking at the time the feudal lord came back to the city of Fokalore, which achieved a prosperity above the current capital. "Let us through~ !!" (Alyssa) Leading at the front, Alyssa shouts and the soldiers desperately pry open a path. In the back of Hifumi, who is advancing on horse, there is Vaiya's group of knights and civil officials and continuing behind them the trainees, who were just freshly recruited. The population unanimously clamoured and welcomed Hifumi, who was seen to advance while being accompanied by many people, home. In order to reply to them, once Hifumi raised his left hand and lightly waved, high-pitched shouts of joy were raised. "It's good that Origa-san isn't here." (Alyssa) The soldiers nodded due to Alyssa's murmur. Hifumi and Vaiya head towards the lord's mansion as is and Alyssa guides the remaining people, who came to study, towards the lodgings, which are being rapidly erected in Fokalore. """""Welcome home, Lord-sama.""""" At the moment they entered the mansion, the 5 civil official slaves greeted them with a bow. Stepping forward, Caim stands in front of Hifumi. "There haven't been any problem on the whole. Let me express our pleasure for you returning home safely." (Caim) Since he had a serious look that didn't shame his nickname of arrogance, Hifumi wasn't particularly happy either, but as it had been a while since he last heard his indifferent voice, he actually experienced a feeling of having come home. As he casually looked around, he caught sight of Miyukare looking around restlessly without being able to calm down. "What are you looking for, Miyukare?" (Hifumi) "L-Lord-sama, hasn't the Military Director travelled together with you?" (Miyukare) "... She is guiding the trainees from the capital towards the lodgings." (Hifumi) "Thank you very much!" (Miyukare) Bowing in a hurry, Miyukare darted away. As he is astonished by this spectacle, Phyrinion comes down from the upper floor and bows towards Hifumi. "I heard about your return. With this the burden on my shoulders will be lowered as well." (Phyrinion) With her seeming to have only a bit fatigue left, her eye colour can be seen to have become slightly cloudy, too. "Thanks for your work. Since it's alright now, it's fine to take Vaiya along." (Hifumi) Phyrinion, who smiled sweetly due to Hifumi's words, showed a beauty appropriate for her age. "Thank you very much. ... Well, then let's go." (Phyrinion) Having his arm seized by Phyrinion, Vaiya gave his greeting to Hifumi in a hurry and, taking Krinola along, the two of them headed towards Phyrinion's lodging place. "Then, we want the privilege of reporting concerning the events during your campaign." (Caim) "Before that I want you to listen for just a minute." (Hifumi) Holding back the civil official slaves around Caim, who started to take out documents each gathered as report, Hifumi turned towards Caim. "For example, will there be any problem, if you guys nominate someone to whom I can entrust the territory for a while again?" (Hifumi) Caim closed his eyes for merely a few seconds regarding that question and opened them then again. "It's probably difficult. Even without the the issues of ability, the territorial administration brings status with it. If it's Lord-sama and his family, or possibly a noble dispatched by the capital, there won't be a problem, but I don't believe the system will function well, assuming some commoner or slave takes the post." (Caim) "I see. How troublesome." (Hifumi) It's difficult to summon someone from the capital again. I don't know what kind of person will come. However, naturally I have no family in this world. "Family... family, huh?" (Hifumi) Grumbling up to here, the faces of his family in his former world didn't appear in Hifumi's mind. He also doesn't think that there's still some way to go before he wants to return to the world over there. "That's right. For example, there would likely be no problems to temporarily entrust it to your wife, if you were to get married." (Caim) "St..." (Doelgar) Due to Caim's suggestion, Doelgar tried to stop the flow of the conversation in a panic, but it was too late. The topic of Hifumi's marriage partner has flowed to the female staff member, who was pricking up her ears nearby and has been spread in a twinkling of an eye. It didn't even take 3 hours until the rumour 'Hifumi is looking for a spouse' spreads from the staff members to the soldiers and from the soldiers to Alyssa's ears. "This might turn into a disaster..." (Alyssa) For Alyssa, if you ask her whether she sees the person called Hifumi as a man, she won't be able to answer clearly. I like him, but as result of having seen the fanatic called Origa from nearby, honestly speaking, it has cooled down in some respects. As for it becoming a competition, it will end by me being stabbed before it's about whether I can win or not However, for a spouse looking at it as third party, he is a rising noble with popularity regardless of inside or outside the country. But, for Hifumi, who isn't someone lining up huge achievements, it is easy to imagine that he will become the most popular partner, not just for nobles, but also for commoners, who will aim for the position of concubine. "If Origa-san came back now, it would turn into a major disaster..." (Alyssa) I don't believe that that Hifumi is actively looking for a marriage partner, but concerning Origa, even only the rumour will doubtlessly give her a plenty excessive stimulus. Issuing instructions to restrain the diffusion of the rumour in a hurry, Alyssa ordered to pass a message to the gatekeeper to notify her first, once Origa returned. "Origa-san, I want to meet with you soon, but only for now, don't come back, okay...?" (Alyssa) With feelings similar to a prayer, Alyssa rushed towards the lord's mansion.magic
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26.Hush ใ€้ ่ถณใฏๅ‰ๆ—ฅใŒๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ€‘ ็Ÿญใ„ๆœŸ้–“ใฎใ†ใกใซๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ—ฅๅธธใฏๅคšๅฟ™ใ‚’ๆฅตใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ้ƒจ้šŠใฎ็ทจๆˆใซ่จ“็ทดใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฎๆ‰‹้…ใ€ไฝœๆˆฆ็ซ‹ๆกˆใซๅŠ ใˆใฆใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใซ้ ˜ไธปใจใชใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅŠใณๅ‘จ่พบๆ‘่ฝใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹่ณ‡ๆ–™ใ‚’่ชญใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ฟ็ญ–ใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ไฝฟ้€”ไธๆ˜Ž้‡‘ใฎๅตใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚ˆใใ“ใ‚Œใง็ ด็ถปใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซ่ค‡ๆ•ฐใ‚ใ‚‹ไผš่ญฐใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ไธ€ใคๅฐ‚ๆœ‰ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆญฉใ‚‚ๅ‡บใšใซใ€ใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงๅŸทๅ‹™ใ‚’ใ“ใชใ—ใฆ้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰่ฒทใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸ5ไบบใฎๅฅด้šท้”ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใใชใ‚Š็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฅด้šท้”ใฏใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰็”ทๅฅณๅˆฅใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅˆๆ—ฅใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฟ™ใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆŒ‡็คบใ•ใ‚Œใšใซ่ฑช่ฏใช้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹้ฃŸในใฆ็œ ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไบŒๆ—ฅ็›ฎใ€ๆœใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆ้›†ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใฎ็ฌฌไธ€ๅฃฐใŒใ€ๆ—งใƒใƒผใ‚ฒใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃๅญ็ˆต้ ˜ใซ่‡จๆ™‚ใง่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰้€ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ€ๅญ็ˆต้ ˜ใฎๅŽๆ”ฏ่จˆ็ฎ—ๆ›ธใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฎๅฐ่ฉžใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซๅบงใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅบŠใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆๆค…ๅญใซใชใ€ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใš็ซ‹ใกๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฅด้šท้”ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็€ๅธญใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใซๆ•ฐๆžš็ถดใ‚Šใฎ็ด™ๆŸใ‚’ใƒใ‚คใƒใ‚คใจ้…ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ไป•ไบ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๆˆฆไบ‰ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ้–“ใฏใใฎ็ด™ใซๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€งๅฅด้šทใŒใ‹็ดฐใ„ๅฃฐใง่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็œŸ้ก”ใฎใพใพ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎใŸใ‚ใซไฝœใฃใŸๆ•™็ง‘ๆ›ธใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไฝœๆˆใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆŽ›ใ‘็ฎ—ไนไนใจๅ‰ฒใ‚Š็ฎ—ใฎ่จˆ็ฎ—ๆ–นๆณ•ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€‚็™พๅˆ†็Ž‡ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€‚้ข็ฉใ‚„ไฝ“็ฉใฎ็ฎ—ๅ‡บๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚„็ฐกๅ˜ใชๅธณ็ฐฟใฎไป˜ใ‘ๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใซใฏใ€ไฟบใฎๆ–ฐใ—ใ„้ ˜ๅœฐใงๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใจใ—ใฆๅƒใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€‚ใใฎ็‚บใซใ€ๆœ€ไฝŽใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏ่ฆšใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใžใ€ ใƒˆใƒณใƒˆใƒณใจๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅฐ็ชใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ—ใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใถใ€ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใงใ™ใ‹? ๅฅด้šทใชใฎใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๅนณๆฐ‘ใ‚‚ๅฅด้šทใ‚‚้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ˜ใซไบบๆใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆ‰‹ใฃๅ–ใ‚Šๆ—ฉใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใฎๅบ—ใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ไป–ใซไผšใฃใŸใ‚„ใคใง้ฉไปป่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€้ƒฝๅบฆ้›‡ใฃใฆใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ—ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ๅ†…ๅฎนใซใคใ„ใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ่žใ‘ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅฅด้šท้”ใฏๅฟ…ๆญปใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงๅคฑๆ•—ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ‰ฑใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ๅˆคใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅˆๅ‰ไธญใ‚’ๅฅด้šท้”ใธใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใซ่ฒปใ‚„ใ—ใ€ๅพŒใฏ่‡ช็ฟ’ใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ˜ผ้ฃŸใ‚’ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆธˆใพใ›ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพๅŸŽใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ€ๅ…ต่ˆŽ่ฃใฎ่จ“็ทดๆ‰€ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚่จ“็ทดๆ‰€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ก—ไธญใจๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใ ใ ใฃๅบƒใ„็ฉบใๅœฐใ ใ‘ใ ใŒใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใใจใ€ใใ“ใซใฏ100ๅใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌ้”ใŒๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ƒจ้šŠใ”ใจใซๆ•ดๅˆ—!ใ€ ่ถณๅ…ƒใซๅœŸๅŸƒใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ€100ไบบใŒ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใพใง้จŽๅ…ตใ‹ๆญฉๅ…ตใ‹ใŒ่ฒดๆ—ใ‹ๅนณๆฐ‘ใ‹ใงๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใงใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ็ทจๆˆใฏๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใช็‰ฉใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆฐ—ใซใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ†ใ—ใ‚ใ€ใฎไธ€่จ€ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฃใใ‚Š่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎใฏใ˜ใ‚ใฎใ†ใกใฏ่จ“็ทดใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ๆ•ตใฏไฟบใŒๆฎบใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซไฝ•ๅบฆใ‹ไฝœๆˆฆ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฝนๅ‰ฒใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ ๆŒจๆ‹ถใŒใ‚ใ‚ŠใซๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆญปใซใซ่กŒใ‘ใจ่จ€ใ†่ฒดๆ—ใฏๅฑ…ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซใ‚„ใ‚Œใจ่จ€ใ†่ฒดๆ—ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚ตใƒณใ•ใ€ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒๅฃซๆฐ—ใŒไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๅฅด้šทใ‹ใ‚‰่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅค‰ใˆใŸๅ‘ผใณๆ–นใซใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฏไธ€็•ช้šŠ้šŠ้•ทใจใ—ใฆๆญฉๅ…ตใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ๅฝนๅ‰ฒใ‚’ไปปใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚่จ€ใ†ใจใŠใ‚Šใซ่กŒๅ‹•ใงใใ‚Œใฐๆญปใซใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฃซๆฐ—ใฏใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใชใใฆใ‚‚้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚็‰นใซๆญฉๅ…ต้šŠใฏๅทฅๅ…ตใจ่ผœ้‡ๅ…ตใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใŒไธญๅฟƒใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ๆš‡ใ ใžใ€ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใจใ‚€ใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎ้šŠใ”ใจใซไธปใชๅฝนๅ‰ฒใจใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ไบŒ็•ช้šŠใ ใ‘ใ‚’่ฟ‘ใใซๅ‘ผใณใ€ไป–ใฎ้šŠใฏๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซ่ตฐใ‚Š่พผใฟใ‚„็ฉดๆŽ˜ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ๅ…ˆ้ ญใซใ€ๅทฅๅ…ตใจใ—ใฆ้›†ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไบŒ็•ช้šŠใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซไธฆใถใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎไธญใซๆˆฆใฎ็ตŒ้จ“่€…ใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซๆ•ฐไบบใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒ™ใ’ใŸใฎใงใ€้ †็•ชใซใใฎๆ™‚ใฎๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ๅนณๅŽŸใซๆ•ดๅˆ—ใ—ใฆไธ€ๆ–‰ใซใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใ ใ€‚ๆฟ€็ชๅ‰ใซใฏใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๅฐ†ๅŒๅฃซใงไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆฑบใ‚ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใซ่กŒๅ„€ใฎใ„ใ„ๆˆฆใ„ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใ‹่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใจๆˆฆใ„ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๆ–นใŒใšใฃใจๅ„ช็ง€ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไปŠใพใงใฎๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎ็ตŒ้จ“ใฏๅ…จ้ƒจๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‚ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎๅฝนๅ‰ฒใฏโ€œๆˆฆไบ‰ใงๆฅฝใซๅ‹ใคใŸใ‚ใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจโ€ใ ใ€‚ไธ€ๅˆ—ใซไธฆในใฆ็ชๆ’ƒใ—ใ‚ใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๆฅฝใซๅ‹ใคๆบ–ๅ‚™ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅ…ˆ้ ญใซใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ€ๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ต้”ใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซ่ณชๅ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใซๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚‹่ก—ใงใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ˆใ่žใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ƒจ้šŠใ”ใจใซใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎๅฝนๅ‰ฒใ‚„็”จๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹็‰ฉใซใคใ„ใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ‡บ็™บใพใงใฎ่จ“็ทดใ‚นใ‚ฑใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใฏใŸใพใซ่ฆ‹ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้šŠ้•ทใŒใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็ฎก็†ใ—ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œไบ†่งฃใ—ใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ‚ˆใ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ๅตๅฏŸๅฝนใฎไธ‰็•ช้šŠใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฏ่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใ ใ€‚ๅตๅฏŸใ—ใฆๆ•ตใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ใ„ใกๆ—ฉใๆŽดใ‚“ใงไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’็ซ‹ๆกˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถใฎไบ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆˆฆไบ‰ไฝ“้จ“ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฏใใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่€ƒใˆใŸใŒใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏไบบๆ—ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ€้ ญใฎ้š…ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ไฟบใฏๅ‡บใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅพŒใฏไปปใ›ใŸใ€ ้–“ใ‚‚ใชใๆญฃๅผใซๅญ็ˆตใซใชใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎ็”ทใ ใŒใ€ๅพ“่€…ใ‚‚้€ฃใ‚Œใšใซใถใ‚‰ใ‚ŠใจๅŸŽไธ‹็”บใธใจๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‚’ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใ‚„้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๆ”ฟๆฒปใฎไธญๆžขใซใ„ใ‚‹้ซ˜ไฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใ‚‚ๅคงๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๅคšใใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไฝ•่€…ใงใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใซๆฅใŸใใฎๆ—ฅใซไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็›ฎๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใจ่žใ„ใฆใƒ›ใƒƒใจใ—ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใฎ้–“ใ€็›ดใใซใจใ‚“ใผ่ฟ”ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใฎ้–“้•ใ„ใ‹่‹ฑ้›„ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใฆไปŠๅบฆใฏๅญ็ˆตใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใซ็–Žใ„่€…ใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€ใ„ใ•ใ•ใ‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ„ใ†็”ทใ‚’้‡็”จใ—ใ™ใŽใ‹ใจๆ„š่€ƒใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธใจ่จชใ‚Œใ€ๆ…‡ๆ‡ƒใซ่‡ฃไธ‹ใฎ็คผใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰่จ€ใฃใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๅ—้šฃใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚’ๆฒปใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใƒ„ใ‚กใƒผไพฏ็ˆตๅฎถๆฌก็”ทใฎใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใจใ„ใ†็”ทใ ใ€‚ (ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆ„š่€ƒใงใ™ใ‚ใญ) ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใง่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้‡ใญใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’้ž้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅฑใ†ใๆ€ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใฏ็”Ÿๆฅใ‚ˆใ‚Šไป–ไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ™ๆ€งๆ ผใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€็ˆถใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไพฏ็ˆตใฎๅŠฉๅŠ›ใง่ƒฝๅŠ›ใซ่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใชใ„็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใจใ„ใ†่‚ฉๆ›ธใใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใใฎๅ‚พๅ‘ใŒๅผทใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใŒใ†ใพใไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ไบ‹ๅ‹™็š„ใซใ‚‚ใŠไธ–่พžใซใ‚‚ๅ„ช็ง€ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใšใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅ–ใ‚Šๆ•ขใˆใšๆฏ’ใซใ‚‚่–ฌใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใชใฎใ ใŒใ€้šŠๅฃซใจใ—ใฆใฎ็ตŒ้จ“ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใพใพๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใซๆˆใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅ„ช็ง€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใจๆ€ใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฏไปŠใ‚„ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่‹ฑ้›„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ๅ†ท้‡ใ™ใ‚Œใฐๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฒทใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎ้–“ใซ่ตทใใŸไบ‹ใซๆฑบ็€ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎๅŠ›ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใชใฉใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…่ฒดๆ—ใพใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ€็Ž‹ๆ—ใŸใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใŠๆฐ—ใซใชใ•ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใพใ„ใ€ ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒˆใฎ็‹™ใ„ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใŒ็™บ็ซฏใจใชใฃใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎๆ‘ฉๆ“ฆใ‚’่งฃๆฑบใ—ใ€ใใฎๅŠŸ็ธพใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใฎๅฉšๅงปใ‚’ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅคงใฎใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซใ ใฃใŸใƒฉใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚คใƒณไพฏ็ˆตๅฎถใฎ้•ท็”ทใŒๆญปใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆœ€ๆœ‰ๅŠ›ๅ€™่ฃœใ ใจโ€œๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซโ€ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใใฎๅฝนใ‚’ใŠไปปใ›ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒคใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็คผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ ่ฒดๆง˜ใฏ! ไปŠใฏ็งใŒ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงๅฝนใ‚’ไปฐใ›ใคใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใž!ใ€ ่„ณๅ†…ใงๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ้€ฒใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ๅ–šใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใซใ€ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ž้›ฃใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใใ›ใซใ€ใใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ้ก”ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆใปใฉ่ฉฑ้กŒใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใฎ็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใฏไธญใ€…่‰ฏใ„ๆกˆใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใŒใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€่ฒดๆง˜! ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ๅฃใฎ่žใๆ–นใ‚’!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใŒๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‹ใ€้ฆ–ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŠใ‚’็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใ—ใฆๆ€’ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใฏใ€ๅคงๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็ชใ้ฃ›ใฐใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ†ใพใ่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚ŒใฆๅบŠใซ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ไพฏ็ˆตใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็„ก็คผใช!ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใใ›ใซไฝ•่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ ? ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๅพŒ็ถ™ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใซไพฏ็ˆตๅฎถใ‚’ๅไน—ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€ ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใฎ้™็•Œใชใฎใ‹ใ€่ตค้ป’ใใชใ‚‹ใปใฉ้ ญใซ่ก€ใ‚’็™ปใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใŒใ€ๆฌกใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็™บใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใƒ„ใ‚กใƒผใ€ไปŠใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ๆŽงใˆใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€ŒไบŒๅบฆใฏ็”ณใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒ‘ใƒชใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใƒ‡ใƒœใƒซใƒ‰ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅฐ„ๆฎบใ•ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ็จใฟใคใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้€€ๅฎคใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅพก็”จใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œๆ›ธ้กžใซ็ฝฒๅใ‚’่ฒฐใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰็œ‰ใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆ‹่ฆ‹ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๆ›ธ้ขใซใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใฎๅ’Œ่งฃใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใจใ„ใ†ๅทฅไฝœๅ“กใ‚’ไบ‹ไปถใฎ้‡่ฆๅ‚่€ƒไบบใจใ—ใฆๅผ•ใๆธกใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆๅˆใ‚ใฆไบคๆธ‰ใซๅฟœใ˜ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่ฆๆฑ‚ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅฎŸ่ณชใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚็ด„ๆŸใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ๆ›ธ้ขใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่€ƒใˆใŸใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใงใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใฆๆ•ใพใˆใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใŒๆ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎๆ–‡ๆ›ธใฏใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ไธญๅคฎใซ้€ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ๆธกใ—ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฝขใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅฟœใ˜ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ ใŒใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใซ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฟœๆŽฅใธใจ่…ฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใ€ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซใ‚ใฃใŸ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ไธ€ใคใ€ๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅฃใฎไธญใงใปใฉใ‘ใ‚‹็”˜ๅ‘ณใฏใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆง˜ๅพก็”จ้”ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ไธŠๅ“ใ•ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใพใ ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใŠใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ—ใŸใฎใญใ€ ใ€Œๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ๅ…ƒใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบใฏ่ชฐใ—ใ‚‚ใ€็›ดๆŽฅ็š„ใซใ‹้–“ๆŽฅ็š„ใซไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆ็”Ÿใใฆใ€ๆˆ้•ทใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏใ€ใŸใพใŸใพใใ‚ŒใŒไบบ้–“็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ้จ™ใ—้จ™ใ•ใ‚Œใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใงใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆๅฎŒ็ตใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ๆŽขใ™ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚้ขๅ€’ใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใชใ€‚ใใ†ๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ”่ค’็พŽใซใ€็‰‡ๆ‰‹้–“ใงใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ•ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใ€็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็พฝใƒšใƒณใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆ็ฝฒๅใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ–œใ‚“ใงๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใพใ™ใฎใซใ€ ใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚’ไนพใ‹ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใใฃใจๆฏใ‚’ๅนใใ‹ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฎๅฃฐใงๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆ10ๆ—ฅใŒ้ŽใŽใ€ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ้ ๅพ่ปใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚’้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ้€šๅธธใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆดพๆ‰‹ใซๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‚’ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆๅ ‚ใ€…ใจ่ก—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ใงใ€ๅคœใ‚‚ๆ˜Žใ‘ใใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ†ใกใซใ€่ค‡ๆ•ฐใซๅˆฅใ‚Œใฆใฒใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ก—้“ใธ้€ฒใฟใ ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ฃŸๆ–™็ญ‰ใฎ็‰ฉ่ณ‡ใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใซๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ฟ‘ใใฎ่ก—ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธ่ผธ้€ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€่ท็‰ฉใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉใฎๅ…ตใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ€่ผœ้‡้šŠใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็งปๅ‹•ไธญใฎ้ฃŸๆ–™ใŒไธ€็•ช้‡ใŒๅคšใ„ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆ้ ญใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌ้”้šŠ้•ทใฎไธ‰ไบบใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณไปฃ็†ใฎ่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ไบบใจใ—ใฆใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒๅŒๅธญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็œ ใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ ๅคช้™ฝใ‚‚ๅ‡บใฆใชใ„ใ—ใญ......ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใพใ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็›ฎใŒ่ฆšใ‚ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚้šŠ้•ทใจใ—ใฆ็คบใ—ใŒใคใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šๆ•ขใˆใš้ฆฌ่ปŠใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใฎใฏๆญฃ่งฃใ ใฃใŸใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซ็€ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ไธ€ๆณŠใ—ใฆใ€ใพใŸๆ—ฉๆœใซๅ‡บ็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ไฝœๆˆฆๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ......็งใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใใฎโ€œไฝœๆˆฆโ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€ ้จŽๅฃซใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ซ‹ๆกˆใ—ใŸๆ–นๆณ•ใฏๆฐ—ใŒๅผ•ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅˆฅใซใŠๅ‰ใซไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚„ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใชใ€ไธ€่ˆฌใฎๆฐ‘่ก†ใซใจใฃใฆใฏ็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใŒ่ชฐใ‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Š้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใฏๅๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฒทใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็”Ÿๆดปใซๆ”ฏ้šœใŒใชใ„ใจใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎ็”Ÿๆดปใซ่ฟฝใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใซใฏๅ‹ๅฅฝ็š„ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆœ€ๅˆใซไผšใฃใŸใ‚ใฎๅคœใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใจใใฎๆš—ใ„ๆš—ใ„้—‡ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’่‰ฏใใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ‹ใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆˆฆใ†ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใŸใ ๆบ€่ถณใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงๆˆฆใ†ใฎใซใ€้ ˜ๅœฐใŒ่ฑŠใ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใซ่ถŠใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅ›ฝใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ใฎใฏๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒไฟบใซใจใฃใฆ้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใ€ ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆฎบๆ„ใซใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๆฑ—ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ–‰ใŒๆธ‡ใ„ใฆใ€ๆฏใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใ‚€ๅ–‰ใŒใƒ’ใƒชใƒ’ใƒชใจ็—›ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ•ใšใซ่จ€ใˆใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ€่จ€ใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็งใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใ€ ่ฉฑใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ตฐ่กŒไธญใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ไธฆ่ตฐใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ฆฌใซใ€ๅ™จ็”จใซ้ฃ›ใณไน—ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ„ใชใใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้‡่‹ฆใ—ใ„้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘่ปฝใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฉ่ฃฝใฎๆฐด็ญ’ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐดใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจๆ•ตๅฏพใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€่ณชๅ•ใฎๅฝขใ‚’ใ—ใŸ่ญฆๅ‘Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฟทใ†ใ“ใจใชใใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅฝนๅ‰ฒใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ใ ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฎๅฝนๅ‰ฒใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใจใชใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซใฏ......ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆ•ตใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ ใ‘ใงใฏ็„กใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใฆใŠใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใญใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚็œ ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไธญใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚้ฆฌใซ็งปใ‚ŠใŸใใชใฃใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 26: Hush Since their decision to prepare for war in only a short while, Hifumi's daily life became quite busy. He had to train the formation of the troops, prepare the equipment, design a strategy, and in addition read up on the documents related to Fokalore and its surrounding settlements after having become the new feudal lord of the area. He had to come up with the future political measures, too. "Maa, what will happen, will happen. The problem is the unaccounted-for expenditures. The question is how to handle it well in order to avoid bankruptcy..." (Hifumi) Today there were 5 slaves he had purchased a few days ago from Ular within that room. The slaves, who were suddenly brought to the royal castle, were driven by anxiety while they were assigned to different rooms split by gender. These hectic and severe circumstances were also caused by Hifumi, who without giving them any kind of instructions, had them do nothing but eating a gorgeous meal and sleeping. And then, on the next day, after having seen the listings in the accounting book of income and expenditure of the Viscount's territory, which was delivered by Sabnak, who had been dispatched to the territory of the former Viscount Hagenti, Hifumi called for an assembly first thing in the morning. "First of all, please sit down properly. Ah, not on the floor but on a chair." (Hifumi) He called out to the slaves who didn't know whether such action would be fine and thus remained standing stock still. After confirming that everyone was seated, he distributed several bound paper bundles to all of them by tossing them. "Well then, now I will explain the work you are supposed to do for me. Well, although that's what I am saying, in a short while I will be going to war. In the meanwhile you will learn the things written on those papers." (Hifumi) "Ano, master ... what are these?" (Slave A) To the question asked by a single female slave in a small voice, Hifumi replied with a serious look, "Those are the textbooks I made for you." (Hifumi) Hifumi had written down the methods concerning calculation by division, multiplication by using multiplication tables, percentage calculation, and calculation of size and volume. He also included a simple way of recording an account book. (E: "I want you guys to work as civil officials in my new territory. For that reason, this is the least amount you have to learn." (Hifumi) Tapping on the documents with his fingers, he said this to all of them while surveying their expressions. "Ci-Civil O-Officials? Even though were are slaves ..." (Slave B) "If I can use them, it doesn't matter whether they are commoners or slaves. I only went to Ular's shop because it was the quickest and easiest way to gather talented personnel. If I meet another qualified fellow somewhere, I intend to employ them whenever possible." (Hifumi) After having listened properly to the speech you could call an explanation concerning the contents, the slaves frantically glared at the documents. The entire morning was spent on coaching the slaves. Afterwards it changed into self-study. Quickly finishing his lunch, Hifumi left the castle and headed towards the training school in the back of the barracks. 100 soldiers and Olga's group were waiting there when he finally arrived. "All units, line up!" Raising a cloud of dust by their movement, 100 people straightened their backs. Up until now the division in Orsongrande was simply whether one was infantry or cavalry and whether they were nobles or commoners. Thus such organisation of troops caused bewilderment. However, Hifumi wasn't worried about this matter in the slightest and simply ended it with the few words [It works well, so we will do it like that] . "Speaking frankly, because we intend to use the beginning of the war as training, be at ease and come along. Since I will kill the enemies, it is fine for you to just remember your own duties during the various military maneuvers." (Hifumi) Even if there was a noble telling them to go to their death, that noble wouldn't do it in such an easygoing manner. "Hifumi-san, won't the morale of the troops drop, if you put it like that?" (Kasha) Having been released from the slavery contract, Kasha, who finally got used to the changed way to address him, smiled wryly. "It's fine. As it is often said, the will to act on something until death or to not do it, has nothing to do with having or not having morale. Especially since the combat engineers and transportation corps are positioned in the center and will be guarded by the foot soldiers, they will probably have a lot of free time." (Hifumi) Disregarding Kasha, who became sullen with such rejection, he started to explain to each unit their main duties and methods. Because of that, the second unit gathered close by. The other units were ordered to rush and dig holes while waiting for their turn. With Origa in the lead, the second unit consisting of combat engineers assembled and stood in a line before Hifumi. "Is there anyone with combat experience among you?" (Hifumi) Because of Hifumi's question, several people raised their hands. Listening to the battle circumstances of each of them in order, it turned out that they were similar for all of them. In relation to the combat circumstances, you probably had to praise the beastmen race as superior all the way. "I understand. Forget about all the combat experience you obtained up until now. Your duty is "Prepare in order to win the war easily?" (Origa) Origa, who stood in front, inquired in place of the baffled soldiers. "Yes. I will now explain in what way we will be attacking the first town, so listen well." (Hifumi) From then on Hifumi explained to each unit what their duties were and which things they had to arrange. Furthermore he taught them the training schedule until the departure. "Since I will only be able to come and see occasionally, the captains have to manage things firmly." (Hifumi) "Roger!" (Alyssa) Although Alyssa vigorously answered, the soldiers of the scout unit, which she commandeered, weren't in a calm state at all. While listening to the talks of their combat experience, Hifumi considered that the beast race may use scouting, but since the enemies this time around where of the human race, he pushed these considerations into the corner of his mind. "Well, since I am leaving now, I entrust it to you." (Hifumi) Although he was a man, who before long would officially become a viscount, he casually didn't take any attendants with him and left for the castle town. The coming and going within the castle didn't only include civil officials and knights, as it was the political center of the nation there were naturally a great number of high ranking nobles as well. Many of them knew who Hifumi was and what he did on the day he came to this world. However, there was nowhere a person who wouldn't be interested in receiving information. "Your Highness the Princess, appointing the man called Hifumi to a responsible post is a little bit too much, in my humble opinion ..." (Debordo) Visiting Imeria's office, a male courteous retainer performed a bow while stating this. It was a man called Debordo who was the second son of the Marquis Muntzer household, which governed the territory adjourning south of Orsongrande's royal capital. (Truly a humble opinion, huh?) (Imeria) Imeria almost ended up revealing what she was thinking as she watched Debordo while he was repeatedly criticizing Hifumi in front of her eyes. By nature Debordo had a character that looked down on other people. Since he didn't have the corresponding ability to support his father in his work as Marquis, he earned the rank of vice captain of the third knight corps, which caused his inclination to grow even stronger. It wasn't like the reason for that was his skillful handling of the sword, nor could you say that he was superior in his business either. Rather he was tossed into that place so he wouldn't cause harm to his surroundings for the time being. As he hadn't any experience as regimental soldier either and yet became vice captain just like that, he was under the impression that it was due to his excellent constitution. "That gentleman is the hero of this country now. Receiving him coldly will provoke the masses into a revolt. Besides, while the trouble with Vichy is taking place, his strength will be essential in order to settle it." (Imeria) "Something like the opinion of the masses, to say nothing about the fact that we are nobles, there is no need for Her Highness the Princess who is of royalty to do them any favors." (Debordo) His biggest rival, the eldest son of the Marquis Lagrain household, had died. Apparently he considered himself "on his own accord" to be the strongest candidate. "Well then, let's leave this duty to him." (-) It wasn't Imeria who called out to Debordo. It was Hifumi, who came and entered the office performing an unnatural bow while smiling with a broad grin. "You bastard, who do you think you are! Currently I am about to be appointed to an important mission by Her Highness the Princess!" (Debordo) In spite of blaming Hifumi earlier, he didn't even know the face of his opponent. "It is the Hifumi from the topic just now. Leaving that aside, Imeria." (Hifumi) "What is it?" (Imeria) "I dare say that this guy's suggestion is a rather nice idea, don't you think?" (Hifumi) "B-Bastard! How dare you to speak like this to Her Highness the Princess!" (Debordo) Being disgraced for not having known Hifumi's face, Debordo, who turned red from the neck upwards due to anger, raised his voice loudly and tried to thrust Hifumi away. But the power he used to push the shoulder was used upon himself in return and he ended up falling to the floor. "What a rude behaviour towards a marquis!" (Debordo) "What are you talking about when you fell on your own? Furthermore, since you aren't the successor, you shouldn't use the name of the Marquis household either." (Hifumi) Finally reaching the limit of her patience, Imeria interjected before Debordo, whose dark red blood rose to his head, was able to spat out his next words. "Muntzer, right now Hifumi-sama and I are talking. Restrain yourself." (Imeria) "I won't repeat myself." (Imeria) Having been told quite clearly, Debordo left the office while glaring at Hifumi as if he could kill him with no more than that. "So, what kind of business do you have with me, Hifumi-sama?" (Imeria) "I want to get your signature for this document." (Hifumi) With these words, Hifumi took the document out of the dark magic storage and passed it to Imeria, who took it while frowning. "... Let me look at it." (Imeria) As for the document, it was Orsongrande's request for reconciliation with the demand to hand over the spy Beirevra as suspect of the incident. This action was required before any kind of negotiation could be considered to begin. "... Just this demand, this document substantially has no agreement at all." (Imeria) "Although I thought about it for a while, I couldn't come up with any idea how to have Vichy discover and arrest Beirevra. I think this document will corner Vichy to a certain degree by sending it to the fellows in the central government." (Hifumi) "As soon as it is delivered it will give Vichy a reason to keep up appearance, right?" (Imeria) "If they comply, that is, but ..." (Hifumi) Hifumi sat down in the reception prepared in the office and tossed one of the baked sweets, which were placed on the table, into his mouth. "That's what you are saying, but you still intend to look for Beirevra." (Imeria) "I am a kind master, don't you agree?" (Hifumi) Even though that was the cause, he laughed as he stated it. "Every person lives by killing, be it directly or indirectly, as they grow up. In their case, they were accidentally involved in the deceiving and cheating between human parties and thus they only decided to conclude this matter by killing the other party. Only in regards to the search, he is a troublesome opponent. Considering this, I only thought that it might be fine for it to become a popular odd job, if a useful reward was to be provided." (Hifumi) Looking at Hifumi, who threw another of the baked sweets into his mouth, Imeria picked up the quill and signed the document. "In such a case I will gladly cooperate with you." (Imeria) While gently blowing upon the document for the sake of drying the ink, she murmured in a voice where it was uncertain whether he had heard it or not. And then 10 days passed and the the preparations were finished. Hifumi's expeditionary force left the royal capital towards Vichy. Doing it the usual way, he would have left the city magnificently drawing the gazes of the public upon themselves. Since that wasn't Hifumi's intention, they split up in several teams and left the city inconspicuously advancing on the main road before the night was lifted by dawn. Such things like food and materials had been transported to the city Fokalore which was situated close to the national border. The luggage consisted of most of the soldier's weapons and there were many wagons drawn by the Supply Corps sheltering a large amount of food. In the first carriage Hifumi and Origa's group, the three captains, were situated alongside Pajou who acted as the Princess' representative and witness. "... I am getting sleepy." (Alyssa) "The sun hasn't risen yet either ..." (Kasha) Apparently Alyssa and Kasha weren't yet fully awake. "Upon entering Fokalore, we will stop there for a night and then set out in the early morning again. Review the contents of the strategy properly." (Hifumi) "Um ... It is the first time for me hearing of something like "strategy" but ..." (Pajou) For the knight Pajou Hifumi's method of drafting seemed to feel awkward. "There is no particular reason for you to do anything. Besides, concerning the general populace I am not overly interested in becoming something like a statesman. Even if I provoked animosity from the beginning, I realized that there are no obstacles in my own way of life, only that we would be chased for our life in a blink of an eye like that." (Hifumi) Just as he displayed on that night where they met for the first time, there was only deep dark and gloomy darkness as he killed people at that time. "I won't tell you that I am fighting for the sake of improving this nation or for its people. Just that there is nothing better than an abundant territory to satisfy my desire to fight. Although I don't mind if you aim for such a country, but if you become a hindrance to me, I will kill you." (Hifumi) It had been a while since she had to face Hifumi's bloodlust. Pajou didn't even manage to sweat. Somehow she managed to utter a few words without averting her gaze. "... I, I will only witness this battle." (Pajou) "That's how it is and that's how it should be." (Hifumi) Finishing this talk, Hifumi jumped off the moving carriage and while running parallel to it, he skilfully climbed on his horse. After Hifumi was gone, the heavy air within the carriage become a little bit lighter. Origa called out to her as she was drinking water from a leather flask. "... What's up?" (Pajou) "Pajou-san, you never been hostile to Hifumi-sama, isn't that right?" (Origa) The style of that question itself was a warning.magic Without hesitation, Pajou replied. "Since I am a knight of Orsongrande, I have to follow my duty." (Pajou) "Really? In case this duty causes you to become a hindrance to Hifumi-sama ... please be aware of the fact that not only Hifumi-sama will become your enemy." (Origa) Closed in among the sleeping Alyssa and Kasha, Pajou wanted to transfer to riding a horse too.
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ๆญปไฝ“ใฎๆ‡ใ‚’ๆผใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅงฟใ‚’ๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ๆณฃใใŸใใชใ‚‹ใปใฉๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๆจใฆใŸไปฅไธŠใฏใ€ๅพฉ่ฎใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใฉใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใฆใงใ‚‚็”ŸใๆŠœใๆฑบๆ„ใฏใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฐใ•ใชๆ‘ใฎๅปƒๅฑ‹ใ‚„้‡Žๅฎฟใ‚’ใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆฅตๅŠ›็ฏ€็ด„ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ใ€‚ๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใฎ้š›ใซ้–€็•ชใซ้‡‘ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใงใ„ใใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚้‡‘ใŒๅ…ฅ็”จใซใชใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠใฏ่ด…ๆฒขใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็Šถๆณใงใฏใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่‰ฏใ„ๅฎฟใฏ้€†ใซ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใŒๅŽณใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ†ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้ก”่ฆ‹็Ÿฅใ‚Šใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใจ้‰ขๅˆใ‚ใ›ใงใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใŒๅคงใใช่ก—ใ‚„ใƒ›ใƒ†ใƒซใซ้•ทๆ™‚้–“ๆปžๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใซใฏใชใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ้ญ”็‰ฉใซ้ญ้‡ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ก—้“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘้›ขใ‚Œใฆ่ก—้“ๆฒฟใ„ใซ้€ฒใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅทกๅ›žใฎๅ…ตใซใ‚‚่ญฆๆˆ’ใ™ในใใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ 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ใ€Œใพใ ไฝ•ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญ......่ฆ‹้€ƒใ—ใฆๅทฎใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ“ใธใชใ‚Šใจๆถˆใˆใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใซใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใฎ็„กใ„ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚ใฒ......ไธŠๅธใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไปปๅ‹™ใ‚’้‚ช้ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ‘ฝใฎไฟ่จผใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏ้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ—ใใ‚Šใซ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไปปๅ‹™ใ ใจ? ใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎๅ…ตใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใŠๅ‰่‡ช่บซใฏ้จŽๅฃซใซใ‚‚ๅ…ตใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œไฝ™่จˆใช่ฉฎ็ดขใฏ็„ก็”จใงใ™ใ€‚็งใฏๆ€ฅใ„ใงๆˆปใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบˆๆ„ŸใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ๆถˆใˆใชใ„ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆถˆใ™ใพใงใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ็ช็„ถใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่‰ใ‚’่ธใฟไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹้ŸณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌๆง˜ใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใŒใใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ๅคงๅฃฐใงๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ไฟƒใ™ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ™ใฐใ‚„ใใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆใ€้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใฏใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ™ๆ ผๅฅฝใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใฏ......ใ€ ใƒ“ใƒชใƒ“ใƒชใจ่‚Œใซ้Ÿฟใใปใฉใฎๅคงใใ•ใงๅ ใˆใŸใฎใฏใ€้‹ญใ„็‰™ใ‚’ใ‚€ใๅ‡บใ—ใซใ—ใŸ่™Žใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ญ”็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใฎไฝ“้•ทใฏ้€šๅธธใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใตใŸๅ›žใ‚Šใฏๅคงใใ„ใ€‚ ๅคชใ„ๅ‰่ถณใซใฏ้‹ญใ„็ˆชใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚่ปฝใ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚็šฎใ‚‚่‚‰ใ‚‚็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่ฃ‚ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆฃฎใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซ็Ÿญใ„ๆงใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใŒไบŒๆœฌใปใฉ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌๆง˜ใ€็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆ€ฅใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆšใพใ—ใฆๆ‹˜ๆŸใŒ้–“ใซๅˆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚้คŒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎšใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพๆ”พ็ฝฎใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่จ€ใ†้คŒใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅ”ธใ‚Šๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹้ญ”็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ™ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎ็ฒ็‰ฉใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่ฒฌไปปใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ็ฒ็‰ฉ? ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ†ๆ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆ็งใŸใกใŒ้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็จผใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ ่ฟฝใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใฏ่ฟทๆƒ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ€ๆžšใฎๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใฃ?ใ€ ่†ใซๅ‚ทใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆ่ปขๅ€’ใฏๅ…ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใ•ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ ๅ…ตใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆๅŽปใฃใฆใ„ใใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€่ก—้“ใงใฏใชใๆฃฎใธๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅพŒใ‚’่ฟฝใ†ใŸใ‚ใ€็—›ใฟใ‚’ๅ ชใˆใฆ่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฏๅผฑใฃใŸ็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅ‰่ถณใ‚’ๅฉใใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใคใ‹ใฃใฆๆตใ—ใŸใŒใ€่ถณใซๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆ›ดใซๅ‡บ่ก€ใฏๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใŒใใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ็ตถๅซใŒๆฃฎใซ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎๅฃฐใฏ่ชฐใซใ‚‚ๅฑŠใใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šๅนณๅ’Œใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ๆญป็ฅžใจใ—ใฆใฏใญใ€ ใ€Œ้™ใ‹ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚ใ€‚้›†ไธญใงใใ‚“ใ€ ๆญป็ฅžใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ€ใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ่žใๆตใ—ใŸๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใๆฌกใฎๆฃšใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆˆดๅ† ๅผใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏ่ณ‡ๆ–™ๅฎคใธ้–‰ใ˜็ฏญใฃใฆ้€้‚„้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ่ณ‡ๆ–™ใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ไฝœๆฅญใฏ็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฏไธ€ๆ—ฆ็ต‚็ตใ—ใŸใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๆœ€ๅคงใฎๅ•้กŒใงใ‚ใ‚‹โ€œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰โ€ใฏ็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆ็„กๅ‚ทใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ใใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใฏใ€ๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใจใ—ใฆไธ€ๅ›ฝใซๅŒนๆ•ตใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใซๆˆ้•ทใ—ใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠๅพŒใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใŸใ ใงใ•ใˆไบบๆ•ฐใŒๆธ›ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใจใ—ใŸๆˆฆๅŠ›ๅผทๅŒ–ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธไบบๅ“กใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ—ใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใซๆปžใ‚ŠใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใŸๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŸใกใฎไฝœๆฅญใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ๅŠน็Ž‡ๅŒ–ใ‚’ๅ›ณใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ็ ”ไฟฎใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๅๅฏพใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ใ€ใใฎๅ†…ๅฎน่‡ชไฝ“ใซใฏใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซ่‡ช่บซใ‚‚ไธ€ๅฎšไปฅไธŠใฎ่ฉ•ไพกใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ๆŽจ้€ฒๆดพใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ€ใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใŒใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซๅœจใฃใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตใŒใ„ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๆ•ตใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็”ทใ ใ€‚ใ„ใšใ‚Œใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚„ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใซใจใฃใฆๅฎณใจใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ใใ†่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏใ€ๅผ•ใ็ถšใๅฏพ็ญ–ใ‚’ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅคฑใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใคใ„ใฆใฎ่ณ‡ๆ–™ๅŽ้›†ใซๅ‹คใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒใ‚ใฎไบบใ‚’็„šใใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ 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ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๆณ•ใงใฏๆ—ขๅฉš่€…ใฎๅฅณใฏๅƒใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆณ•ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚่ก—ใงใ‚‚ใ”ๅฉฆไบบใŒใŸใฏๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใซๅƒใ„ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใปใ‚‰ใชใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใจไธ€็ท’ใซๅŸŽใงๅƒใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ–‡ๆญฆใจใ‚‚ใซใ‚ใฃใกใงๅบƒใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซใ‚‚ไผใˆใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใŒใ€่žใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰็ญ”ใˆใฆใ„ใ„ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ......ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใจใ“ใฎ้ ˜ไธปใซๆ™ฎ้€šใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ“ใจใฏๆปžๅœจใฎ้–“ใซใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใงใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ€‚ใพใ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๅ…ฑใซๅŸŽใงๅƒใ“ใ†ใ€‚ใพใ ็พๅฝนใ‚’้€€ใใซใฏๆ—ฉใ„ใ—ใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใฎใŠๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ๆŠ˜่ง’ใฎๆฉŸไผšใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใญ......ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎใŠ่ฉฑใ€ใŠๅ—ใ‘ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใซใ€ไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใŒๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’้€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใ€ไปŠใพใงใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงๅƒใ„ใŸๅˆ†ใฎ็ตฆๆ–™ใจ้€€่ท้‡‘ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใจใชใ€ ใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅธƒใฎ่ข‹ใซ่ฉฐใพใฃใŸ้‡‘่ฒจใ‚’ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎๅ‰ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅคงใฎๅคงไบบใŒๆŠฑใˆไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใซ่‹ฆๅŠดใ™ใ‚‹้‡ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŒๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹้–‹ใใจใ€้Š€่ฒจใ‚‚้Š…่ฒจใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€ๅ…จใฆ้‡‘่ฒจใŒ่ฉฐใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใซ?! ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใŒ่ฒทใˆใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ่ข‹ใฎไธญ่บซใฏ้‡‘่ฒจ1000ๆžšใ€‚็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๆœˆ็ตฆใŒ้‡‘่ฒจ1ๆžšใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎๆœˆ็ตฆใง้‡‘่ฒจ5ๆžš~20ๆžš็จ‹ๅบฆใชใฎใงใ€ใใฎ้กใฎๅคงใใ•ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏไธๅฎ‰ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ตๅฉš็ฅใ„ใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆไบบๅฃใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ›ฝใ‚’่ฑŠใ‹ใซใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใจๅ…ฑใซใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚‚ๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใฏ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใŒใ€ไปŠใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใฎ่ฒกๆ”ฟใงใฏใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ้‡‘้กใฏ้€ ไฝœใ‚‚็„กใๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใธใฎ็”จใฏๆธˆใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจไบŒไบบใฏๅ…ˆใซ้€€ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€็ด”็ฒ‹ใชใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎไธญๅฟƒใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใฎใฟใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ๆœฌ้กŒใจ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‹ใญใ€ ใพใšใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šท้”ใซๆ–ฐใŸใชๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒใ€็ใ—ใ่จ€่‘‰ใซใคใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›žใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’ใฟใฆใ€ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŸใกใฏๆฌกใ€…ใซ้ฉšใ„ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใธใจๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้–‹ๆ”พ็คผ็Šถ? ็งใŸใกใ€ๅฅด้šทใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆœ€ๅนดๅฐ‘ใฎใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚‚ๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†่ฒทใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸ้‡‘้กไปฅไธŠใฎๅ›žๅŽใฏใงใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใฎไฟบใฎใ‚„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ€ไป˜ใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใงๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใŸใ‚ใซๅฟ…่ฆใชใ“ใจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซๆ›ธใ‹ใ›ใŸใ€ ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๅฅณ็Ž‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๆต็Ÿณใจๆ€ใ†่€…ใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅƒ•ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซใšใฃใจไป˜ใ„ใฆ่กŒใใจๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅพŒใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใŒใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œ็งใฏๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆๅณๆฑบใ—ใŸใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใ€้ฆฌ้นฟใŸใ‚Œใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใซใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ๆค…ๅญใซ่ƒŒใ‚’้ ใ‘ใ€ใพใšใฏ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ‘ใ€ใจ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎ้‡‘้กใฎ้€€่ท้‡‘ใฏๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ•†ๅฃฒใชใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใชใ‚Šใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ฉฑใ™ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅฃๆญขใ‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ ๆ•ตใซๅ›žใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๅฏพๅ‡ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใ ใ—ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ้ป™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’้ธใถใฎใฏ่‡ช็„ถใชไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฎ้–“็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎ้€ฃไธญใจ้Šใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ›ฝใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใฆใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒๆธˆใพใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใฎไธ€่‡ดใ™ใ‚‹่ฆ‹่งฃใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“่ชฐใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ้–“ใซใ€ใ“ใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใฎๅผทๅŒ–ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆ่ฒฐใ†ใ€‚ไฟบใฎ็‹™ใ„้€šใ‚Šใซ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ€ใพใšใฏ็ฃไบบ้€ฃไธญใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅ ดๅˆใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏ้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ›ฝใจใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใ†ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚‚ๅ†ใณๆ•ตใซใชใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆฌก็ฌฌใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ่ปใ‚‚ๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ๅ›ฝใฎ็ซ‹ใฆ็›ดใ—ใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใŸใ„ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆไปฅๅค–ใ€ๅ‘จใ‚ŠใŒๅ…จ้ƒจๆ•ตใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅฎฃ่จ€ใ ใ€‚ ใพใ ้จ’ๅ‹•ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šๆบ€ใ€…ใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ไปฅๅค–ใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ†ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚Šใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ“ใฎ่ทๅ ดใซๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ๆˆฆไบ‰ใŒ่ตทใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใฏใฉใ“ใงใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใ ใ—ใ€ใฉใ†ใ›ใชใ‚‰ไธ€็•ชๅผทใ„ไบบใฎ่ฟ‘ใใŒๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€็งใฏ่ปๅ‹™้•ทๅฎ˜ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใฏใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ€ ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใธใฎใ‚ฆใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚‚ไบคใˆใฆๅฎฃ่จ€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠๆ›ดๅˆฅใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใญใ‡ใชใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใจๅ•†ๅทฅ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚‚่ปŒ้“ใซไน—ใฃใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆฅฝใ—ใ„ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใœใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไปŠใพใงใงใ‚‚ๅฅด้šทใฎๆ‰ฑใ„ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใซๆ„›็€ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ€ใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใจ็ถšใ‘ใฆๆฎ‹็•™ใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใ‚‚ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใŒใ€ไป–ใฎๅฅณๆ€ง้™ฃใŒๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๆฑบๅฟƒใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพๅƒใ‹ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ไป–ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใงใใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใง็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใจไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงๆฒˆ้ป™ใ‚’ไฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅฎŸใฏใ€็งใฏใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ๅฎถใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใๅˆใ„ใŒๆฅใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฏใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไธๅฎ‰ใใ†ใช็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฎๅ„ช็ง€ใ•ใฏใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ไบบใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰้ ˜ใฎๅ†…ๅค–ใ‚’ๅ•ใ‚ใšๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ๅฅด้šท่บซๅˆ†ใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๆ›ดใซๅคšใใฎใ‚นใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒˆใŒ้›†ไธญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅฝผใŒๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใฏใ€ใใฎ่ช˜ใ„ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚‚็„กใ็ ดใ‚ŠๆจใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹็™บๅฑ•ใจ็ ดๅฃŠใซใคใ„ใฆใšใฃใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไบบใŒ่ฑŠใ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจๆˆฆใฎ่ฆๆจกใจใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ้ซ˜ใพใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฎ็›ธไน—ๅŠนๆžœใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆไธ€็คผใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใธใจๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่‹ฑ้›„ใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚็งใฏ่ก€ๅก—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚็™บๅฑ•ใ™ใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅ›ฐ้›ฃใฎๅ…ˆใซใ“ใใ€็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไธ–็•ŒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจไฟกใ˜ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚่‹ฆๅŠดใ‚’ใ—ใฆๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๅนปใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใจใ‚‚ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใŠไป•ใˆใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใๅญ˜ใ˜ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚้ ผใ‚€ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใพใŸ้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚’็•™ๅฎˆใซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ไปฃๅฎ˜ใ‚’้ธๅฎšใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ้š›ใ€ใŠ้ฃพใ‚Šใงใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใชใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅฑๆƒงใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่ฉฑ้กŒใŒๅ‡บใŸใ“ใจใซใ€่‚ฉใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‹ใจ็ตๅฉšใ—ใฆใ€ๅซใ•ใ‚“ใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ‰ใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพŒ็ถ™ใŒใฉใ†ใจใ‹ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ—ใซใจใฃใฆใ€่ก€็ตฑใฎ็ถ™็ถšใฏ้‡่ฆใช่ฒฌๅ‹™ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ—ใ€่ชฐใ‹ไฟบใจ็ตๅฉšใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ่ปฝใ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ไปฅๅค–ใฎใใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๆˆปใ‚‹ใพใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€ใจๅซใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚
Balzephon, who escaped the castle, rushed into the dormitory of the knight order, grabbed his spare sword and money, he had been safekeeping, from his own room and left towards outside the city. Simply reporting [It's an emergency mission] to the gatekeeper, he borrowed a horse, which has been prepared for messengers, and galloped away on the highway. The knight, chasing him, confirmed that fact from the guard. But he was in a situation, where he already didn't know how he should chase him, since it was more than 3 hours after the incident. But Balzephon, being on the chased side, is rushing due to his feeling of dread of Hifumi swooping down on him from behind while holding the blood-soaked katana any time now. He advanced on the highway with a force, which is wasting the horse. He is heading towards Vichy. There is the necessity to pass through Fokalore, but once he enters Vichy and once he is within the cluster of city-states, which are engulfed in a maelstrom of chaos, it will likely be simple to hide as person of unknown affiliation. Purchasing food in small cities and villages along the way, he obtained money and clothes by threatening a small number of travellers and merchants with killing them. "I'm already in a state that makes me being called knight impossible." (Balzephon) At the time he killed and discarded a merchant, who resisted, Balzephon laughed with a sentiment of self-deprecation. Once he thinks about his own figure scavenging the pockets of the corpse, it turns into a miserable feeling to the degree that he wants to cry, but above throwing everything away, he has made his decision to survive no matter what he has to do until he accomplishes his revenge. While repeatedly sleeping outdoors or in deserted houses of small villages, he heads for Vichy economising to the best of his ability. 'It's probably necessary to bribe the gatekeepers with money at the time of entering Vichy. Besides that, there's also the possibility of money becoming quite necessary. Currently isn't the time to talk about luxuries. On the contrary, really decent inns are strict on inspections.' If I consider that I might even inadvertently bump into noble acquaintance, it's absolutely no good to have the intention to stay for a long period in hotels and large cities. I might encounter monsters, but I will try to proceed by travelling along the highway being only slightly separated from the highway. However, thanks to that he ran into a troublesome opponent. "... Who's there?" (Balzephon) "That's my line. You have quite the wild appearance, but that case is a wonderfully nice item. Where did you steal it from?" (Origa) It was Origa, leading several soldiers, who appeared in front of Balzephon in a place close to the forest, only visible as distant place from the highway. "This sword is my own. Even if I tell you that, it hasn't the shape of being worn-out considerably. You don't look like some kind of bandits, but..." (Balzephon) Putting his hand on the sword's hilt, Balzephon takes distance. Watching Origa's figure, which was clad in a robe, he considered the possibility of a magician. He feels uneasy about her not holding a wand, but Balzephon's judgement, sensing that she was someone with a dangerous aura, was accurate. "You apparently still haven't seen anything... Since I will offer you to overlook us, get lost." (Origa) "Seen?" (Balzephon) "It's something unrelated to you. If you obstruct the mission we received from Hi... our boss, I won't be able to guarantee your life, okay?" (Origa) Balzephon felt a sense of discomfort during their talk. He saw that Origa has been constantly worrying about the area behind her. "Mission, it is? Although you seem to be leading soldiers from somewhere, you yourself don't look like a soldier or knight." (Balzephon) "It's pointless to pry too much. I have a premonition, that it's no good, if I don't hasten my return. If you don't disappear, I will go even as far as erasing you, but..." (Origa) Suddenly a sound of grass being trampled down can be heard from behind Origa. "Origa-sama, the monster is headed towards this place!" Hearing a loud voice calling for her attention, Origa left the spot promptly. As result it turned into a situation of the monster, which jumped out, to appear in front of Balzephon. "Wh-What? This fellow is..." (Balzephon) Howling with a volume to level of causing the skin to prickle like an electric shock, it was a monster similar to a tiger baring its sharp fangs, but its length was two sizes bigger than that of a normal monster. You can see sharp claws on its thick forepaw. Even if only touched lightly, skin and flesh would be totally torn off. The soldier, who held some tool and was likely chased by the monster, came out of the forest, where the monster jumped out from. If you look closely, the monster's back has been stabbed by around 2 things similar to short spears. "I'm sorry, Origa-sama. It suddenly woke up and the restraints weren't in time." "There's no problem. Because it seems to have grasped its fodder, we can leave it as is." (Origa) Balzephon, realizing that he was designated as the fodder, Origa was talking about, quickly drew his sword and fixed his stance. As the monster raises a growl, he is unable to let his view wander. "This is likely your prey. Take responsibility and dispose it." (Balzephon) "Prey? Well, I don't mind if you think of it like that. Please do your best to gain time so that we can get away. Well then." (Origa) "Since it will be a bother, if you come chasing", Origa threw a shuriken. "Uh?" Balzephon, who received a wound on his knee, barely avoided falling down. "Then, good bye." (Origa) Origa, leaving while taking the soldiers along, vanished towards the forest and not the highway. For the sake of pursuit, he stepped forward bearing the pain, but once the monster realizes that its prey was impaired, it struck with its forepaw. He managed to just ward it off by using his sword, however his feet had no strength and moreover his bleeding increased. "Fuuuuuuuuuck!" (Balzephon) The scream resounded in the forest, but his voice didn't reach anyone. "If it's too peaceful, it will be troublesome, too. For a shinigami, that is." (Shinigami) "Be quiet. I can't concentrate." (Adol) Prime Minister Adol, who ignore the death god's words by tell them to be quiet, moves to the next shelf without stopping his hands. Ever since the coronation ceremony ended, Adol continued with his search of magic documents about sending back home secluding himself in the reference room. Although the war ended for now, the result was the biggest problem, 'Hifumi', not only ending it unhurt, but his territory continuing to grow as far that you can even compare its power with a whole country. If I consider the situation from here on, even with the matter of sending personnel to Fokalore for the sake of strengthening our war potential for starters, the number of knights in the order has already decreased. Concerning the work of the civil officials, whose stagnation is apparent because many nobles were disposed of, I can't even oppose receiving training to make them more efficient. Rather, since the contents themselves are above the evaluated standard of Adol himself, you can instead call it a furtherance school. However, while that may be true, I don't want to believe that it is fine for Hifumi's existence to be in this world indefinitely. "He is a man that creates enemies if there aren't any. Anyway, I have no doubt that he will become a harm for this country and Her Majesty the Queen." (Adol) Adol, believing in that, worked hard at collecting documents about lost magic in order to prepare countermeasures after that. "A bit longer, though it would be great, if someone stirred him up." (Shinigami) "There should have already been more than enough casualties. If such war happens often, this world will perish." (Adol) He scans the thin lithographs, which were arbitrarily and carelessly piled up, picking up one after the other carefully, so as not to break them, from the top. "Oh my! In the world, he came from, many thousands and who-knows-how-many ten thousands people have also died." (Shinigami) "... How can society be sustained with that?" (Adol) Adol, who unintentionally stopped his hands, looked at the floating shinigami, which only had its head. Previously it was only a face, but now it has completely restored its head. "The population's origins are varying a lot. There are also several billion people. It even isn't unusual for people to survive up to 100 years in age." (Shinigami) "Billions... I can't even imagine. Well fine, I'm doing my best to return him to this wonderful world or whatever. Shut up a bit." (Adol) "Understood." (Shinigami) Adol heaved a single sight towards the shinigami, who disappeared as if smoke dispersing, and continued his work. Finishing to check all of the piled up lithographs, he is dejected as he didn't find the thing he's aiming for. In the interior, where the lithographs were drawn from, there's something, that leaned against the wall and was inconspicuously wrapped up in a cloth. Once he took it into his hands, even that was once again a lithograph for record keeping. Someone likely put it there in order to hide it, but probably ended up neglecting it. The cloth crumbles as he is tearing it off. "This is... !" (Adol) 'It's different from Return magic, but maybe I can use this', Adol took off his outer garment, carefully covered the lithograph with it and left the reference room. The next day after Hifumi's return, Phyrinion, who was prepared to head towards her family's home, for some reason came to the conference room of the civil official slaves after being summoned by Hifumi. "Excuse me." (Phyrinion) When she entered the room after knocking, Hifumi and Alyssa were in front of her. She can also see the figure of Vaiya and in addition the 5 civil official slaves. "It seems that I came last. I'm sorry for making you wait." (Phyrinion) While apologizing, she sits down next to Vaiya with a natural flow. Although someone let a laugh slip out, she doesn't care. "All of those called have gathered." (Hifumi) Once Hifumi begins to speak, all views concentrate on him. "First of all, Vaiya and Phyrinion will leave soon." (Hifumi) "Yes. After dropping by in Phyrinion's territory, we plant to return to the capital. We plan to depart tomorrow." (Vaiya) "I see. Well, then I will give this to Phyrinion." (Hifumi) Caim, receiving a letter from Hifumi, hands it over to Phyrinion. Once she opened the letter, a dispatch in Imeraria's handwriting was written there. As the condition was the permission from Hifumi, Phyrinion was appointed as civil official of the royal castle and it stated that she would inaugurated with a role of coaching. At the level of human resources you can call it an exceptional promotion, but Phyrinion was baffled. "Umm... I will marry very soon though..." (Phyrinion) Looking to her side, Vaiya is smiling for some reason. "I know that, but what does that have to do with anything?" (Hifumi) "It's not particularly saying that you have to go to the castle at once, right? There likely won't be any complaints even if you take up your post after marrying." (Hifumi) "H-However, for a wife, whose position is to protect the family, to work means..." (Phyrinion) "I might give birth to a child", after saying this, Phyrinion covered her blushing face. "Caim, is it not allowed for a married woman to work according to Orsongrande's laws?" (Hifumi) "There isn't such a law. Even in cities, the madams are working full of spirit." (Caim) "You see", Hifumi faced Phyrinion. "I guess it's fine if you work in the castle together with Vaiya. Leaving that aside, please spread the literary and military, you have studied in Fokalore, over there as well. I plan to tell this to Horant as well, but I want you to reply to them if asked." (Hifumi) "Haa..." (Phyrinion) 'Is it fine with that?' Phyrinion thought, but since she realized during her stay in the mansion of this territory's feudal lord that it was wrong to wish for something ordinary, she doesn't say anything. "Phyrinion, let's work in the castle together for still a while. It's still too early for you to step down from active duty. It's a precious opportunity to be helpful for Her Majesty the Queen." (Vaiya) "Oh well... understood. Let's accept this deal." (Phyrinion) Some people applauded to Phyrinion, who stood up and bowed. "And I have to give you the severance payment and salary for your work in Fokalore until now." (Hifumi) Doelgar, receiving Hifumi's instruction, placed a cloth bag filled with gold coins in front of Phyrinion and Vaiya. It has been filled with an amount that will even trouble a grown man to lift. Once Phyrinion timidly opened it, all of it was filled with gold coins, without silver or copper coins being in sight. "This much!? Isn't that enough to buy quite the mansion?" (Phyrinion) Inside the bag there are 1000 gold coins. Since a capital's soldier's monthly salary is 1 gold coin and a knight's monthly salary is around 5~20 gold coins, Phyrinion was uneasy about the amount of money. "It also serves as wedding gift. You did your best to increase the population and enrich the territory." (Hifumi) Together with Phyrinion, Vaiya also stood up in a hurry and bowed towards Hifumi. Although the civil official slaves around Caim are aware of it, for the current public funds of the Fokalore territory paying this kind of amount is no trouble at all. Because the business with Phyrinion and Vaiya came to a close, the two of them left. What remained are only the true core members of Fokalore's core. "Well, let's get to the real issue at hand." (Hifumi) "First is this", Hifumi handed the civil officials a new document. "This is..." (Caim) Caim received it, but was unusually lost for words. Looking at the document, which was passed on from him, the expression of the civil officials changed to surprise one by one. "Acknowledgement of Release? We won't be slaves anymore?" (Paryu) Hifumi nodded to the question of the youngest, Paryu. "The territory is stable as well. You were already able to amass more money than I paid for you. Besides, due to the things I will do from now on, it's essential for you to decide whether you want to follow me with your own resolve. It was written by Imeraria." (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi's treatment of the other side, who just became queen, hasn't changed, there are some thinking "As expected." and some "Is something wrong?" "Since I have decided to always follow Hifumi-san, I want everyone to decide what they want to do in the future." (Alyssa) "I will remain." (Miyukare) It was a prompt decision by Miyukare after hearing Alyssa's words. "Calm down, moron." (Hifumi) As Hifumi said so, he entrusted his back to the chair and continued with "First listen to my story." "To begin with, since you will be given an amount of money as severance payment within limitations even if you leave this place, it's fine to do business or whatever. I won't forbid you to speak about the details of my speech from here on just because you got to know them. It's alright even if you want to speak about it." (Hifumi) "I will deal with you if you become an enemy", once he said that, it became a natural occurrence of everyone choosing to remain silent. "After this I will go play with the lot of the beastman race. I also plan to go have a look at the Country of Knights, which is beyond." (Hifumi) Everyone came to the matching opinion "It likely won't finish with you going to have a look", but of course no one says anything. "During that time I want you to continue strengthening this territory. If it goes as I have planned, the fight with the beastman bunch will begin first. Depending on the situation, it might also become a fight with the Country of Knights. At that time there's also the possibility that Vichy will once again become our enemy. It's depending on Imeraria, but it's not said that it's impossible for Orsongrande's royal army to become hostile as well." (Hifumi) In other words, except Horant, which wants to focus on the reorganization of the nation, all their surroundings might turn into enemies. That's his announcement. Everyone except Alyssa and Caim, have fed up faces due to Hifumi brimming with the intention to cause turmoil again. "I will remain on this post after all. The possibility of a war happening is the same anywhere. I might as well stay safe close to the strongest person. Besides, I don't have any intention to separate from the Military Director." (Miyukare) Miyukare declared and threw even a wink towards Alyssa. "I will stay as well. I don' feel like doing another job at this point. I finally arrived at a point where the commerce and industry relations are on track too. I also believe there's no such enjoyable work like this." (Doelgar) "I shall remain, too. Until now we weren't even treated as slaves. I also fell in love with this city." (Brokkra) Next Doelgar and Brokkra chose to stay. Paryu pondered for a while, but seeing the others of the female camp choosing to stay, she apparently resolved herself. "Please let me work just as before as well. I don't think I would be good at anything else, even if I went to another place. I want to work here together with everyone." (Paryu) And at last the looks gathered on Caim, who maintained his silence so far. "As a matter of fact, there have been inquiries by several noble households for me." (Caim)magic "I see. Well, I guess so." (Paryu) Paryu likely wanted Caim to stay behind as well. She's looking at him with eyes full of anxiety. Caim's excellence has spread, regardless whether in or outside the territory by everybody coming and going. If he hadn't the social standing of a slave, there would have probably been even more scouts concentrating on him. The several letters, he took out from his pocket, are likely invitation letters. Caim ripped those apart and threw them away without hesitation. "I have always pondered about Lord-sama's talk regarding growth and destruction. The thing called synergy of promoting the level and scale of wars as well as people becoming wealthy." (Caim) Facing Hifumi, he bowed. "After all, Lord-sama is probably a hero (eiyuu) summoned to this world. I wanted to see the advanced world even if smeared with blood. I believe if it is to be a wonderful world, there will surely be difficulties ahead. If one doesn't get hold of it after going through hardships, that won't be anything more but an illusion either. Please, let me serve you from here on, too." (Caim) "Understood. I will leave it to you from now on as well." (Hifumi) "Then, please choose a governor before you leave the territory once again. It doesn't even matter, if it's only as decoration, now." (Caim) "Ah, that, huh?" (Hifumi) Alyssa's shoulders trembled due to a topic appearing, she was afraid of. "I will marry someone and leave it to my wife. You guys were also nagging me about an heir for a long time now." (Hifumi) "For a noble it is an important duty to continue the family line." "Saying something like that, is there anyone who wants to marry me?" (Hifumi) Due to the words he said lightly, everyone, who was in this place, except Caim, shouted [Please wait until Origa returns] .
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ใ€Œใˆใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒๆฅใŸใฎใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‚‹ใต?ใ€ ใพใ ๅŠๅˆ†ๅฏใผใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎ้ ญใซใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฎใ’ใ‚“ใ“ใคใŒ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ฎใŒ่ฆšใ‚ใŸ? ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใŒใ€็”บใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใซๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ‰ๅฎŒๆˆใ—ใŸๅปบ็‰ฉใซใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๆณŠใพใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚‰?ใ€ ้ ญใจ็›ฎใ‚’ใ“ใ™ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€็”บใฎๅ…ฅๅฃ! ไบบ้–“ใŸใกใจ็”บใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใงๅฏพ็ซ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใชใฎใ‚ˆ! ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚“ใŒใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆๆˆฆใ†ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฏใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใซๆฑบใ‚ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงๆบใ•ใถใ‚‹ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ›žใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใจๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซใ‚‚ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ…จใฎใŸใ‚ใซ็„ก่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ไบบ้–“ใจไธ€็ท’ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ๆ‰•ใ†ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ…~ใ‚“......ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ไบบ้–“ใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใŒไปฒ่‰ฏใใชใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใŸใกใฎๆ•ตใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚......ใ€ ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใจไบบ้–“ใฏๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฝ“็„ถใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใซ้ก”ใ‚’็œŸใฃ่ตคใซไธŠๆฐ—ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…Ž่€ณใ‚‚ใธใŸใ‚Šใจๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€่ฆ‹ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆ่žใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไธกๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ—ใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใใฃใ‹......ใ‚!ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใฆใ€ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒ‹ใ‚ณใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’้š ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Š?ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ‚„ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’็œŸไผผใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ (ใœใฃใŸใ„ใƒญใ‚ฏใชใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญ) ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒ่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๅฎถใ‚’้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใซใกใฏ~ใ€ ่’้‡Žๅดใซๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใจใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใŸใกไธ‰ไบบใฎ็ฃไบบใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ็”บใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใฆไธฆใณ็ซ‹ใคไบบ้–“ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ€‚ ๆฑบใ—ใฆๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€้™ฃใ‚’ๆ•ทใใ“ใจใชใฉใ‚‚ใ›ใšใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซไฝฟ่€…ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚็„กใใ€ใŸใ ใŸใ ใซใ‚‰ใฟๅˆใ„ใŒ็ถšใๅŠ็ซฏใซ็ทŠ่ฟซใ—ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใฎไธญใงใ€็ช็„ถใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎๅฃฐใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ตๅฑ€ๅกžใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฎ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใจๅค–ใ‚’ใคใชใ็ฉดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใŸใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚„ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใชใฉๆ•ฐๅใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใซๅคงใใช็ฑ ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใƒˆใƒ†ใƒˆใƒ†ใจๆšขๆฐ—ใซๆญฉใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏ็ฃไบบใฎๅงฟใซ็ทŠๅผตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆ่บซๆง‹ใˆใŸใŒใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎไธ€ๅ›ฃใธ็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใŠใ‚„ใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็พŠใฎ็ฃไบบใ•ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฎๅ…ˆ้ ญใซใ„ใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๅงฟใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใใซใคใ‚Œใฆ็ทŠๅผตใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใ‚’ใชใ ใ‚ใ€ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒ‹ใ‚ณใจ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆ่ฟŽใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใซใกใฏใ€‚็พŠใฎ็ฃไบบใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใŠใ‚„ใ€ใชใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œๅทฎใ—ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใงใ™ใ€‚ใŠไธ€ใคใฉใ†ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็ฑ ใซใฏใ€ใƒžใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒณใฎๅคงใใ•ใฎ็„ผใ่“ๅญใŒใ‚ดใƒญใ‚ดใƒญใจ็„ก้€ ไฝœใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใปใ‚“ใฎใ‚Šใจ็”˜ใ„้ฆ™ใ‚ŠใŒๆผ‚ใ„ใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ็‰นใซๅญไพ›ใŸใกใฏใใ‚ใใ‚ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฑ ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฃใฎ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ ใ‚ŒใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€้ ๆ…ฎใชใใ„ใŸใ ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใญใ€ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏไธ€็•ชไธŠใซใฎใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ไธ€ใคๆ‘˜ใ‚€ใจใ€ใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใชใไธ€ๅฃ้ฝงใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒญใƒชใจๅฃใฎไธญใงๅดฉใ‚Œใ€็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใช็”˜ใฟใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใช็”˜ใใฆ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใŠ่“ๅญใ‚’้ฃŸในใŸใฎใฏใ€ไฝ•ๅๅนดใถใ‚Šใ‹ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใปใ‚‰ใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใซใ€ใใ‚“ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€็พŠใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซ้ฃŸในใ‚ˆใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†!ใ€ ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใงใใšใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒใ€ไธ€็•ชๅคงใใช็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใจใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚‚็ฑ ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆ้ฃŸในๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใง้ฃŸในใฆใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฎๆง˜ๅญใซๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใซ็ฑ ใฎไธญใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ็ ‚็ณ–ใŒๅธŒๅฐ‘ใงๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใ ใŒใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใช่€…ใฏ่’้‡ŽใฎๆžœๅฎŸใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ็ฐกๅ˜ใชใŠ่“ๅญใฎไฝœใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚’่žใ„ใŸ็ฃไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€ง้™ฃใฏใ€็ ‚็ณ–ใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใงใ‚ธใƒฃใƒ ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒšใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šใ€ๆœจใฎๅฎŸใ‚’็ฒ‰ใซใ—ใŸ็”Ÿๅœฐใซ็ทดใ‚Šใ“ใ‚€ไบ‹ใง็ ‚็ณ–ใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆฃฎใงใ‚‚ๆžœ็‰ฉใฏ้ฃŸในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๆ‰‹ใฎ่พผใ‚“ใ ็„ผใ่“ๅญใชใฉใฏไธญใ€…ใŠ็›ฎใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ๅฃใซใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใซใ€็ฌ‘้ก”ใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚็”˜ใ„ใ€ ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใจใƒชใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใ€ใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉใจใ„ใฃใŸ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚‚็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’้ ฌๅผตใฃใฆใ€็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไป–ใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใŒๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใŸใŠ่Œถใ‚‚ๆŒฏ่ˆžใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ่’้‡ŽใฎใŠ่ŒถไผšใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใญใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็”˜ใ„ใŠ่“ๅญใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚’็ฌ‘้ก”ใซใ—ใฆไปฒ่‰ฏใใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ‚„ใฃใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ€็พŠใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใŠใฐใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? ใ‚ฆใƒใŸใกใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซ่‰ฒใ€…ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ไบบ้–“ใจ็ฃไบบใฎ็”บใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใ‚ใฃใ—ใ‚‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบบ้–“ใซ่™ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฃไบบใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใ‚ใ’ใ€ไปŠใ‚„็”บใฎไปฃ่กจใ‚’ใชใ•ใฃใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‰ฏไปฃ่กจใจใ—ใฆใ‚ใฃใ—ใ‚‰็ฃไบบใ‚„ใ€ไบบ้–“ใจใฎๆฉ‹ๆธกใ—ใซๅฐฝๅŠ›ใชใ•ใฃใฆใŠใ„ใงใงใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œ้–€ใฎๅ‰ใซ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ็ฃไบบใŒๅซŒใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใง......ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใŸใกใฎ็”บใซใฏ็ฃไบบใจไปฒ่‰ฏใใ—ใฆใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๆฒขๅฑฑใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ„ใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ„ใ€ ่‹ฅใ„ใฎใซๅคงๅค‰ใ ใ€ใจไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚้ ทใ„ใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใ€็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’้ฃŸใน็ต‚ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใŸใกใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅฏ„ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใŸใกใŒๆŽขใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่ก—ใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€็พŠใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็”บใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฃใจๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆๆšฎใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ“ใซ่ฆช็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใญใ‡ใ€ ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใŒ็ฏ€ใใ‚Œใ ใฃใŸๆŒ‡ใงใ‚ใ—ใ‚ใ—ใจไนฑๆšดใซๆŽปใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฏๆฅใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ€็พŠใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็”บใฏใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚‚ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒ่ƒธใ‚’ใฉใ‚“ใ€ใจๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใƒใฏใญใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชไบบใงใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใๆšฎใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹็”บใŒไฝœใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚่’้‡ŽใฏๅŒใ˜็ฃไบบๅŒๅฃซใงใšใฃใจๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใŸใกใฎ็”บใฏๅคงๅค‰ใชไบ‹ใปใฉใฟใ‚“ใชใงๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใพใ™ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใฏใ€่‰ฒใ€…ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซๆ‰‹ไผใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉ......ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅŠ›ใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใใŸใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ‰‹ไผใˆใŸใ‚‰ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŠๅง‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‚ˆ! ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŠๅง‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏใ™ใ”ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ! ๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใŒใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๆฒปใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ไบŒใค็›ฎใฎ็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ๅฎŒ้ฃŸใ—ใฆใ€ๅฃใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ใŠ่“ๅญใฎใ‚ฏใ‚บใพใฟใ‚Œใซใ—ใŸใƒชใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใŒใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ€่ˆˆๅฅฎๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎๆฒป็™’้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉฑใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‚ทใŒใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ!? ใใ„ใคใใ™ใ’ใ‡ใ‚„!ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„้ญ”ๆณ•ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใŒ้ก”ใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ™ใจใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒๅฐใ•ใชๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใฏ้ก”ใŒๆ€–ใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใฒใงใ‡! ใ“ใฎ้ก”ใฏ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใคใใงใ™ใœใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซใดใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใŒใฃใใ‚Šใจ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅŠฑใพใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใŒไปฒ่‰ฏใใ€ใญใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ‰‹ไผใฃใŸ็”บใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฎๆฑบๅฎšใงใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฏๅ…จๅ“กใงใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซ่บซใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใŠ่Œถไผšใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใ‚’ใ€็”บใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใง่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไบบ้–“ใŸใกใฏใ€ไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ‹็†่งฃใงใใšใซ่ฆ‹้€ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆดพๆ‰‹ใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใญใ€ ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใซๅŸŽ้–€ๅ‘จ่พบใฎ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚’ๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใธใจใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ็“ฆ็คซใฎๅฑฑใจ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ๆญปไฝ“ใ€‚้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใซไธ€่จ€ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไบ•ใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใฎใฏไฟบใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใžใ€‚ๅคฑ็คผใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎไบ‹ใฏ่ฒดๆ–นใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎๅคฉไบ•ใŒ่ฝใกใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎไบ‹ใ€็Ž‹ใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใซๆฏ”ในใŸใ‚‰ไบ›ไบ‹ใฎ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใงใŠๅ‰ใŒ็Ž‹ใซใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใžใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็Ž‹ใ ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ทŠๅผตใฎ็ณธใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใƒซใฏใƒ˜ใƒŠใƒ˜ใƒŠใจๅ€’ใ‚Œใ“ใฟใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใƒฌใ‚นใŒ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†......ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไป–ใซๅผทใใฆๅ‡บไธ–ๆฌฒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ไบบใฏๆฒขๅฑฑใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€็งใฏใใ“ใซๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ๅ†—่ซ‡ใ‚ใ‹ใ—ใฆ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใซ่จ€ใ†ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ดๅˆ€ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ”‡ใ‚’ใƒšใƒญใƒชใจ่ˆใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏๅ‰ๅ ฑใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆฎบใ›ใฐใŠๅ‰ใŒ็Ž‹ใซใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฏใ‚ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใใ“ใพใงใ—ใฆ็งใ‚’็Ž‹ไฝใซๅฐฑใ‹ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏใ€ไฟบใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸๅฅดใซไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏ็œ‰ใ‚’้กฐใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฆฌใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ใญใ€‚็งใซไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ„ใ„ๅฅณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใใ„ใคใฏไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๅฅณ......ไปŠใฏๅฅณ็Ž‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ„ใคใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅฟ…ๆญปใง้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใซใฏใงใใชใ„ใ“ใจใ ใชใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใฎๆŸ„้ ญใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใˆใ€‚ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใใใชใ‚Šใซๅทฅๅคซใ—ใฆใ€ไบ’ใ„ใซๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซๆˆฆใฃใฆไบ’ใ„ใฎๅคงๅˆ‡ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใงใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎไธ–็•Œใฏใจใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€Œ็ตๆžœใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใพใง็†่งฃใชใžใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใพใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ€‚่ชฐใ‚‚ๅฝผใ‚‚ใŒไฟบใจๅŒใ˜่€ƒใˆใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฃใจไธ–ใฎไธญใฏใจใฆใ‚‚ใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใ‚‹ใ€ ใ•ใฆใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ใใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€่ฆšๆ‚ŸใฏใงใใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใพใง่ฒดๆ–นใฏ้ญ”ไบบๆ—้ ˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ—ใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใฏ่ชฐใ‹ใŒใ‚„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ ใ—ใญใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไบ‹ๆƒ…ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็งใŒใ‚„ใฃใŸๆ–นใŒใ€็Š ็‰ฒใฏๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใจใ„ใ„ใชใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ไฟบใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚ใ†ใฒใจๅƒใใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ‹ใ€ ็Ž‹ใŒไบบ้–“ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใฏใ€ๆ„ๅ›ณ็š„ใซๆœ‰ๅŠ›ใช้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซใ ใ‘ๅณๅบงใซไผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅŸŽๅ†…ใซใ„ใŸ่€…ใ‚‚่‡ชๅฎ…ใธๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่€…ใ‚‚ใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ฟ‘ใ—ใ„้ƒจไธ‹ใ‚’ใคใ‚Œใฆ็”บใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใธใจ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๅผ‘ใ—ใŸไธๅฑŠใ่€…ใŒ่ก—ไธญใ‚’้€ƒใ’ๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ„ใšใ‚Œ็”บใฎๅค–ใธใจ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ™ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ๅ†…ๅฎนใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ็Ž‹ใซใฏๅญใŒๅฑ…ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅคง็ฝชไบบใ‚’ๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†ๅฎŸ็ธพใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€่ก€็ตฑใ‚’้‡่ฆ่ฆ–ใ—ใชใ„้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎไธญใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€็Ž‹ใซใชใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ผใƒญใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ็‰นใซใ€ไปŠใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๆดพ้–ฅใ‚’ๅฝขๆˆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŸใกใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€็Ž‹ใฎๆญปใฏๆ‚ฒใ—ใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆœ€ๅคงใฎๆฉŸไผšใจใ—ใ‹ๅ†™ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๅ†ท้™ใชใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใใ†ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ๆ•…ใชใ‚‰ใ€็Ž‹ใ‚’ๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹็จ‹ใฎไบบ้–“ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ„ใŸใจใ—ใฆใใฎไบบ้–“ใซๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใซๆ€่€ƒใŒๅ‘ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒ็–‘ๅ•ใซๆ€ใ†ในใใ ใฃใŸ็‚นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใœใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้‡่ฆใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ˜Žใ‘ๆ–นใซๅฑŠใ„ใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ็Ž‹ใฎๆญปใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ…ฌ่กจใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅฆ‚ไฝ•ใซใ—ใฆ้š ่”ฝใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๅˆฅใฎๆญปๅ› ใ‚’ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ–ใ‚Š็น•ใ†ใ‹ใซ็ต‚ๅง‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฝ“็„ถใฎใฏใšใ ใ€ใจใ‚ใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒไธปไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใซ้€ฒ่จ€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใฏใ„ใจใ‚‚ๅฎนๆ˜“ใๆกใ‚Šใคใถใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๅ›žใฎ้€ฃ็ตกใฏใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใ€‚็ฝฒๅใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰้–“้•ใ„ใฏ็„กใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏๅฅณใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚็ช็„ถใฎไบ‹ๆ…‹ใงๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใŠใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–็ฝฒๅใ—ใŸๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’ๅฑŠใ‘ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใชใฉใ™ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›ใซใ—ใ‚ใ€‚ใ†ใ˜ใ†ใ˜ใจๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใ“ใจใซๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€็Ž‹ใฎๅบงใ‚’้€ƒใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใ€‚ใจใซใ‹ใไปŠใฏไธ‹ๆ‰‹ไบบใ‚’ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใงๆ•็ธ›ใชใ‚Šๆฎบๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซ้›†ไธญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€ ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎ็š„ใฎ่€…ใŸใกใŒใ€้–‹ใ‘ๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸ้–€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฌกใ€…ใซๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ‹ๆ‰‹ไบบใ‚’ๆŽขใ•ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใฌใชใ€‚ใพใ ใใ†้ ใใธใฏ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฏใšใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใŒ่กŒใๅ…ˆใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซ้ก”ใ‚’ไป˜ใๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๅคง้–€ใŒ็ช็„ถใ€ๅคงใใช้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ้–‰ใ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใ‚ดใƒณใ€ใจใ‹ใ‚“ใฌใใŒใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้Ÿณใ‚‚่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ…ใฆ! ไฝ•ๆ•…้–€ใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œๆ•ตใฏๅค–ใซๅ‡บใŸใฎใ ! ไปŠๆ›ด้–‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฏไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใŸใกใŒใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ้–€ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅ ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใžใ€ ้–€ใฎไธŠใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚ŠใŒ็ซ‹ใคๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎไบบ้–“ใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉๆœๅ‡บๅ‹คใ”่‹ฆๅŠดใ€‚ไฟบใŒใŠๆŽขใ—ใฎไบบ้–“ๆง˜ใ ใ€ ใฒใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚ŠใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅˆ€ใฎ้ฏ‰ๅฃใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆใ•ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ ใ€ ใ‚นใƒฉใƒชใจๆŠœใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใซใ€้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸๅคช้™ฝใฎๅ…‰ใŒๅๅฐ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ๆ—…ใฎไป•ไธŠใ’ใ ใ€‚่…นใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใ‚„ใ‚ŠๅˆใŠใ†ใœใ€
Chapter 115: Demon Days After the battle the other day the slums, which is the beastmen part of Swordland, mostly regained their stability. Without any particular problems occurring even when a considerable number of humans influxed, it increased the exchange between the races, albeit slowly. Since people can't survive if they don't eat, bartering and business transactions develop into agreements. Those like the carpenters, who interacted with the beastmen from the start, and also the humans, who were vigilant towards the beastmen in the beginning, got naturally used to them. "Reni!" (Helen) One day Helen rushed like a storm towards the location of Reni who was dozing off after lunch. "Uhyaa!" (Reni) Jumping up to her feet due to the loud voice, Reni falls over backwards, alongside the chair, having been overenthusiastic. Sitting down on the floor after making one revolution, she wiped off the dust on her loose hair with a *pon pon*. "Oouuch... What's wrong that you are in such a hurry?" (Reni) "T-The elves came!" (Helen) "Elves?" (Reni) Helen drops her fist on the head of Reni who's still half-asleep. "Did you snap out of it? A group of elves has arrived at the entrance to the city." (Helen) "If that's the case, how about we have them stay at the recently completed building for the time being?" (Reni) Once Reni replied while rubbing her head and eyes, Helen shook her head. "It's not the slums' entrance but the city's! It looks like they have been confronted by the humans at the city's entrance! Gengu-san is gathering everyone to prepare for battle, but he wants us to decide what we will do, Reni." (Helen) "What we will do, you say..." (Reni) Reni is astonished because Helen grasps her shoulders and shakes them, but Helen, whose body is trembling, doesn't have any composure. "Shall we drive away the humans and receive the elves, do we ignore them for the sake of safety or shall we join up with the humans and drive away the elves?" (Helen) "Yee~a... There's that as well, but it will become problematic if the humans and elf-san's get along well and become our enemies, right?" (Reni) "Ah..." (Helen) Helen, who for some reason considered it to be natural for humans and elves to be antagonistic towards each other, dropped her rabbit ears and had her face flush bright red due to Reni pointing it out. "For the time being, let's have a look. Hifumi-san also said to judge after hearing and seeing what kind of person the other party is." (Reni) "Won't we get attacked by both sides if we turn up there just like that?" (Helen) "I see... ah!" (Reni) Helen hides her anxiety after seeing Reni smiling broadly who has been struck with some kind of idea. "What are you planning?" (Helen) "Let's try imitating what Hifumi-san did." (Reni) (That definitely won't be anything decent, will it?) (Helen) While Helen is hesitating whether she should stop her, Reni rushed out of the house. "Hello~" (Reni) The elves and the group of the 3 beastmen around Malfas have assembled on the wastelands' side. And the human soldiers have lined up at the city's entrance with their swords prepared.magic Since it's not like they want to wage a war at all, they simply continue the stand-off without setting up an encampment and without either side sending a messenger in a partially strained atmosphere. Suddenly the voice of Reni, who appeared, resounded. Reni, who came out of the hole that connects the slums with the outside and which hadn't been blocked in the end, took along several beastmen like Helen and Gengu and casually walked over in a trot while carrying a large basket in both hands. The human soldiers put themselves on guard and show nervousness due to the appearance of the beastmen, but ignoring that, Reni approaches the elven group defencelessly. "Oh my! Isn't that a lovely sheepgirl-san?" (Zanga) Zanga, who was at the head of the elves, calmed down the elves who were showing signs of tension when she saw that figure coming closer and welcomed her with a friendly smile. "Hello, sheepgirl-san. Oh, something smells nice." (Zanga) "It's refreshments. How about tasting it?" (Reni) Muffin-sized baked sweets were carelessly put all over into the basket held by Reni. Especially the children of the elves are getting fidgety with the faintly appetising aroma drifting around. Even Reni, who is holding the basket, has a bit drool leaking from her mouth. "Well, then let's enjoy it without holding back." (Zanga) Once Zanga picked up the backed sweets which was placed topmost, she bit a mouthful off it without hesitation. Chewing it in her mouth while being moved to tears, a refreshing sweetness spreads out. "That's indeed delicious. It's been several decades since I last ate such delicious and tasty sweets, I think. Hey! Although you brought it to us at great pains, it's no good if you make such a face, sheep-san. Do you want to eat together with us?" (Zanga) "Yes. Thank you." (Reni) "Ah, I will take some as well!" (Helen) Once Helen, who stretched out her hand unable to control herself, grasped the biggest sweets, Reni put down the basket and started to eat as well. "Is it alright for me to join as well?" (Zanga) "Yea. Everyone, please eat as there are plenty!" (Reni) Even the elves, who observed the situation while being cautious, stretch out their hands into the basket one after the other after being relieved seeing Zanga's state. Though sugar was rare and couldn't be obtained in Swordland, the healthy ones among the beastmen were able to gather fruits in the wastelands. The female beastmen group, which heard about a simple sweets recipe from Hifumi, created a paste similar to jam, which doesn't use sugar, and learned to use fruits instead of sugar by mixing the paste into batter made out of flour. The elves were able to eat fruits in the elven forest as well, but they haven't been able to often encounter such elaborately baked sweets. Smiles spread among the elves who ate the baked sweets. "It's delicious." (Malfas) "Yea. It's tasty." (Riedel) Malfas, Riedel and also the beastgirl called Olra are stuffing their cheeks with baked sweets and are smiling. Being treated with tea the other beastmen brought as well, a tea party began in the wastelands in the blink of an eye. "Hey, delicious sweets will make everyone smile and it becomes possible to get along with each other. Just like Hifumi-san did." (Reni) "Well, that's true I guess." (Helen) "Oh, sheep-san knows Hifumi-san as well?" (Zanga) "Is he an acquaintance of you, too, elf-obaachan? We were taught various things by Hifumi-san and created a city for beastmen and humans." (Reni) "Reni-san brings together the beastmen, who were oppressed like me, and is presently acting as representative of the city. Helen-san over there also assists in mediating between humans and us beastmen as assistant representative." (Gengu) "The humans, who are gathered in front of the gate, look like they hate beastmen although it's regretful... But, there are plenty of human-san's in our city who are good friends with beastmen." (Reni) "I see, I see." (Zanga) "Although you are young, you have it difficult", Zanga nodded several times over, but once she finished to eat baked sweets, she called over Malfas' group. "The city you were looking for was the one here. How nice, eh? If it's sheep-san's city, you will definitely be able to live there safely. By chance your father might be there as well." (Zanga) Zanga roughly stroke Malfas' head with her bony fingers. "Huh? The elves won't come in?" (Reni) "Oh, does the city of sheep-san accept elves as well?" (Zanga) Reni hit her chest with a thump. "We want to create a city where any kind of person can live happily. Although our fellow beastmen in the wastelands are still continuing to be hostile towards us, our city is something great where everyone's cooperating. In the beginning we received various help from Hifumi-san, but... even so, we want to live by relying on our own strength from now on." (Reni) "I see. It might be fun to help with that too." (Zanga) "Puuse-onee-chan, let's go together! Puuse-onee-chan's magic is amazing. She heals wounds in the blink of an eye!" (Riedel) Riedel has remains of the sweets smeared around her mouth as she is eating one baked sweets after the other, but pulling Puuse's hand, she talks about Puuse's magic in excitement. "Wounds are gone in the blink of an eye!? That's amazing!" (Gengu) Once Gengu pushed forth his face in agitation due to the remark about magic he had never seen before, Puuse unintentionally leaked a small scream. "I-I'm sorry." (Gengu) "You have a scary face." (Helen) "How cruel! I was born with this face." (Gengu) Puuse encouraged Gengu, who dropped his shoulder being heartbroken after having been told that flatly by Helen, while smiling wryly. "Everyone, let's get along, okay? Moreover, the city Hifumi-san helped out with. I'm slightly curious." (Zanga) Upon Zanga's decision, all of the elves decided to live in the slums. Just when they suddenly started a tea party, the elves headed to the slums. The humans, who were watching them from the city's entrance, couldn't do anything but see them off without understanding what had happened. "You did it quite flashily." (Vepar) Vepar, who was finally able to calm down the castle, ordered her own subordinates to clean up the area around the castle gate and turned up at the hall. A mountain of debris and corpses being scattered around. Seeing her two subordinates trembling, she made a brief comment with a sigh mixed in. "It wasn't me who made the ceiling fall. How rude." (Hifumi) "Everything else was you though, right? If you compare the matter of having killed the king with the issues of the ceiling having collapsed, the latter is in the range of being trifle." (Vepar) "It's great. With this you can become the ruler. The ruler of the demon race." (Hifumi) Hifumi drew back the katana which was aimed at Njal. Pheres rushes over as Njal, whose thread of tension was cut, collapses weakly. "Might be... so. However, there are plenty others who strongly desire to climb in rank. I might not reach it, you know?" (Vepar) Due to Vepar saying it jokingly with a bitter smile mixed in, Hifumi licked his lips while sheathing his katana into its scabbard. "That's good news. In other words, that means you will become king if I kill even more." (Hifumi) "... Haa. Why do you want me to ascend the throne to such an extent?" (Vepar) "You are similar to a fellow I like." (Hifumi) Vepar raised her eyebrows due to Hifumi's words. "I'm jealous. Someone resembling me won't be a good woman." (Vepar) "That's true. That person is the princes of a human country... now she is the queen, huh? Just like you, that person has frantically done her very best to protect the people in her surroundings. That's something I'm unable to do." (Hifumi) "Therefore", Hifumi hit the pommel of the katana with his finger. "Fight. Show me how you can rise even further from here on by destroying each other's important things, by risking your lives to fight with each other and by scheming in a clumsy way. By doing that you guys' world will become something very nice." (Hifumi) "Can you endure waiting to understand why until results appear? If everyone thinks like me, this world will definitely become something absolutely boring." (Hifumi) "Well then", Hifumi closed in on Vepar and stood in front of her. "Were you able to resolve yourself?" (Hifumi) "... Got it. I will do so until you leave the territory of the demons. It's something someone has to do sooner or later anyway. Might as well be me who knows the the circumstances. That will decrease the sacrifices." (Vepar) "That's right. It's good like this. Having said that, let's have the people work a bit more for the sake of chasing me out." (Hifumi) The notification that the king had been killed by a human was intentionally conveyed only to the influential demons right away. The people, who were in the castle, and those, who had returned home, hurried in panic to the entrance of the city leading their close subordinates. "The scoundrel, who killed the king, is running around all over the city, but he will likely escape outside the city sooner or later." That's the contents of the information. The king has no children. If they get the achievement of having gotten rid of the sinner, the possibility of them becoming king isn't zero even if their pedigree isn't regarded highly amongst the demons. Especially considering the people who are forming factions in the current occasion, rather than mourning over the king's death, they saw it as nothing but their biggest chance. However, although they intended to be calm, they weren't. That's because there's a human at the level of being able to defeat the king or are they able to win against that human as they are? They didn't turn their thinking in that direction. And there is a point they should consider in doubt. "Why was such important information delivered at dawn like this?" A king's death. Moreover if he was killed. Far from announcing it officially, it should be obvious to gloss it over with a different cause of death or to conceal it in any way from the beginning to the end. A certain demon proposed to a noble who is his lord. However, that opinion has been easily shelved. "This time's message was from Vepar. There's probably no mistake as it has her signature, too. That person is after all just a woman. She is likely confused by the sudden turn of events." "But, will she do something like expressly sending a signed letter if she's confused...?" "Cut it out! Using the time for something like worrying in hesitation, do you intend to let the king's seat get away? Anyway, for now we will concentrate on arresting the criminal or killing them." The people with the same objective leave through the open gate one after the other. "Search for the criminal. He shouldn't have been able to escape very far yet..." During the time each group meets up and decides their destination, the opened, large front gate suddenly closed with a loud sound. Even the sound of *don* signalling the affixing of the bolt can be heard. "Wait! Why have you closed the gate!?" "The enemy went outside! What are you thinking to close it this late in the game!?" The people, who were literally shut out, roar towards the gate one after the other. "If it's the enemy, he's here." (Hifumi) On top of the gate, where the guards are usually patrolling, a single human is standing. "Thanks for going to work early in the morning. I seem to be the human you are looking for." (Hifumi) Jumping down nimbly, Hifumi opened the mouth of the katana's sheath. "And, goodbye." (Hifumi) The sunlight, which started to make its appearance, is reflected by the smoothly drawn katana. "Now then, it's the end of your journey. Let's compete with each other to our hearts' content." (Hifumi)
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ใ€Œใกใ€่ก€ใŒๆญขใพใ‚‰ใญใ‡......ใ€ ้ฎไบŒ็„กไบŒๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹่€…ใ€ๆญปไฝ“ใจใชใฃใŸ่€…ใ€้–“ใ‚‚ใชใๆญปไฝ“ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซ้“ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใซๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ตคใๆŸ“ใพใฃใŸไธ€ๅธฏใฏใ€่ฆ‹ๆ–นใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏ็ถบ้บ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€็Ÿขใ‚’ๅฐ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅŒ–็‰ฉใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็Ÿขใ‚’ๆ’ƒใฆใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ็ช็„ถใฎๆŒ‡็คบใŒใ†ใพใ้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚ใšๅ‰ฏๅฎ˜ใŒ่žใ่ฟ”ใ™ใจใ€้šŠ้•ทใฏๆฟ€ๆ˜‚ใ—ใฆๆ€’้ณดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไปŠๆ’ƒใฆใฐ็ขบๅฎŸใซๅ‘ณๆ–นใซ่ขซๅฎณใŒๅ‡บใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใจๆๅฎณใฏๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ !ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ่‹›็ซ‹ใค้šŠ้•ทใซ็Ÿญใ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ—ใŸๅ‰ฏๅฎ˜ใฏใ€ๅฟƒใฎไธญใง่ฌ็ฝชใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟ‘ใใฎๅผ“็Ÿขใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸ็ŸขใŒใพใฐใ‚‰ใชใฎใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๅฟƒๆƒ…ใ‚†ใˆใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎ็ตๆžœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใใ€้šŠ้•ทใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ตใŸใกใธๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ไธ‹ใ™ใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ่„‡้“ใ‚’ๅกžใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆง‹้€ ็‰ฉใ‚’็ ดๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใ‚’่ฟ‚ๅ›žใ—ใฆๆ•ตๅพŒๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅŽšใใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†็‹™ใ„ใ ใ€‚ ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿ100ๅใปใฉใŒๆง‹้€ ็‰ฉใฎๆ’คๅŽปใซๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใใ‚‰ๅผทใใฆใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’ๅ…จใฆใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใใพใ„ใ€ ็Ÿขใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆ’ƒใคใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ€ๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸ้šŠ้•ทใฏ้ผปใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใซ้™ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸ็Ÿขใฎ้›จใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็›ฎใซใฏใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ฐใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใงใฏๆ•ฐไบบใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใŒ็Ÿขใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆๆ‚ถ็ตถใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‹•ใ‘ใใ†ใชๅฅดใซใฏๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ใ•ใ—ใ€่‡ดๅ‘ฝๅ‚ทใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅฅดใฏๆ”พใฃใฆใŠใใ€‚ ่‚ฉใซ็Ÿขใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆ่ปขๅ€’ใ—ใŸ็”ทใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆ–ฌใฃใฆๆฎบใ—ใŸใจใใ€้šŠ้•ทใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้ฆฌไธŠใฎ็”ทใฎๅ‘จ่พบใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใŸใกใŒ่„‡้“ใฎๅฐ้Ž–ใ‚’่งฃใ“ใ†ใจใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‹ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ€็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๆ•ฐใซ็‰ฉใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใ‚’ๆฌกใ€…ใซๆฒˆใ‚ใ€ๆ•ฐ็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใฎๅฐ้Ž–ใ‚’็ ดใ‚Šใ€ๆ•ตๅ…ตใŒ100ๅใปใฉ่„‡้“ใธๅ…ฅใฃใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒ‹ใƒคใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŒๆœฌๆฐ—ใฎๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ„ใ ใž? ๆฐ—ๅˆๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ“ใ„ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ไธ€้–ƒใ€‚ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸๅ…ตใ‚’5ๅใพใจใ‚ใฆๆ–ฌๆฎบใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใซใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใ‚‚่ถณใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฟ”ใ‚Š่ก€ใ‚’ๆตดใณใŸๅฝผใฏใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ่ก€ๆฟกใ‚Œใฎๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ•ฐๆžšใพใจใ‚ใŸๆ‡็ด™ใงๆ‹ญใ†ใจใ€ๆ’’ใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใŸๆ‡็ด™ใŒ้™ใ‚‹ไธญใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ็ดๅˆ€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจๆŽƒ้™คใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซ้“ใจๅŒใ˜ๅน…ใพใงไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ้—‡ใŒๅœฐ้ขใ‚’่ฆ†ใ†ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅŽ็ดใ ใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใ€่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚‚ใชใ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใŸใกใ ใŒใ€ๅŽ็ด้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏ็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใฏๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ้—‡ใฎไธญๅคฎใซใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใพใพใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๅคšใใฎๆญปไฝ“ใŒๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงๆˆฆ้—˜ใชใฉ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบใฏใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎๅคงๅฐ†้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใซ่กŒใใ€‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆๆญขใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่…ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅˆ€ใŒๆถˆใˆใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซ130cm็จ‹ใฎ้‡‘ๅฑžๆฃ’ใŒๆกใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–ฐ่ชฟใ—ใŸๅพ—็‰ฉใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใฆๅฎŸๆˆฆใงไฝฟใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆฅฝใซๆญปใญใชใใฆใ‚‚ๆจใ‚€ใชใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ๆฅฝใงใ‚‚ๆฅฝใงใชใใฆใ‚‚ๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๆจใ‚€ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅ ด้ขใงๆ€ใฃใŸ่€…ใŒๆ•ฐไบบใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†ๆฃ’ใง้ก”้ขใ‚„้ ญใ‚’ๆฝฐใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใจๅŒๆง˜ใซๆฌกใ€…ใจๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใจ้•ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ใจ้€ฒใ‚“ใง่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚‰ใใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅฃใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Œใ€‚ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆ”ฏใˆใ‚......ใŠ?ใ€ ็Ÿขใฎ้›จใŒๅ†ใณไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฅฒใ†ใ€‚ ็ด ๆ—ฉใๆฃ’ใ‚’ๆŒใก็›ดใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆกใ‚Šใ‚’ใฒใญใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅˆ†้Š…ใŒใคใ„ใŸ้Ž–ใŒๆฃ’ใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใƒฉใƒชใจไผธใณใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚‚ใ‚ใจใ‚‚่ฅฒใ†็Ÿขใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใšใฃใจๅคšใ„ใ€‚ ้Ž–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆ็Ÿขใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ„ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒณใ‚ฐใƒณใจ้šŠ้•ทใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ฟซใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่€ณใซใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅฐ้Ž–ใซไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๆœจๆใฏใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅ›บๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๆ•ฐไบบใง่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ›ใฐใ€ใ™ใใซ่ทจใ’ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใพใงๅดฉใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ๆ•ฐ็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใซๅˆฅใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใซ่ทฏๅœฐใธไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใซใใ‚Œใซๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎๆˆฆไบ‰ใ ใฃใŸ่‹ฅ่€…ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸ่ถณใฏใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซ็ซ‹ใคใ“ใจใชใๅŸ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚Œใ€ไธญใซไป•่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸ้‹ญๅˆฉใช้‰„ใใšใ‚„ๆœจใฎๆญใงใšใŸใšใŸใซ่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใšใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸ่‹ฅ่€…ใฏใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ…จ่บซใซๅ‚ทใŒไป˜ใใ€ๅพŒ็ถšใŒไธŠใซๅ€’ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ“ใจใงไฝ“ไธญใ‚’็ฉดใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใซใ—ใฆๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใฎใฏใ€่‹ฅ่€…ใฎไธŠใซๆŠ˜ใ‚Š้‡ใชใฃใŸๅˆฅใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ ใ€‚ ๆ‚ช่พฃใช็ฝ ใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ๅ…จใฆใฎ่ทฏๅœฐใซใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจๅ‚ทใคใ„ใฆ่ปขใ’ใพใ‚ใ‚‹็”ทใŸใกใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใณใ‚Œใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๅˆฅใฎ้€šใ‚Šใซ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅŒๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆทฑใ„็ฉดใซ่ฝใจใ—่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใชใ‚‰ใฐๅๆ•ฐๅใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ ใ‘ใงๆธˆใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ฝ ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใฎใฏๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงใฏใชใ่ถณๆญขใ‚ใฎใŸใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ็ฝ ใฎๅ†…ๅค–ใง่ถณใŒๆญขใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใŸใกใซใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ้ฃ›ๆฅใ—ใŸใฎใฏๆœจ่ฃฝใฎๆงใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ 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ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใฎๅ‹Ÿๅ…ตใซๅฟœใ˜ใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ้ ˜ๅ…ตใจใ—ใฆๅ…ฅใฃใŸ้€ฃไธญใฏๅ˜”ๅใ—ใŸใ‚Šใตใ‚‰ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅˆๆœŸใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅ…ฑใซๆˆฆใฃใฆใใŸ่€…ใŸใกใฏๅนณ็„ถใจ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใซๅ‹คใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใ‚‚้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงๆฅฝใŒใงใใŸใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ™ใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใ€ๅ…ต้”ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๆฐดใงใ‚‚ๆตดใณใ‚‹ใ‹ใจ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ™ใ†ใฃใจๆทฑๅ‘ผๅธใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๅฅ‘ใ‚Šๆœจใ‚’้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๅŽ็ดใธๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ่ก€ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„็ซ‹ใก่พผใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคง้€šใ‚Šใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใๆ—ฅๆšฎใ‚Œใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฎ้ ˜่ป็™พๅใ‚ใพใ‚ŠใŒใ€ๆ•ฐ็™พใฎๆ•ตๅ…ตใ‚’ๆ’ƒ้€€ใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†ๅ™‚ใฏใ€ไธ‰ๆ—ฅใปใฉๅพŒใซใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใงใ‚‚้–“ใซๅบƒใพใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใกใ“ใกใฎ้…’ๅ ดใงใฏโ€œ็ดฐๅ‰ฃใฎ้จŽๅฃซโ€ๆง˜ใŒใพใŸใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใจๅคง้จ’ใŽใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅ–ง้จ’ใ‚’ๆจช็›ฎใซใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใงๅ ฑ้…ฌใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏไธ€ไบบใ€ๅคœใฎ้“ใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใฆ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใจใ—ใฆใฎๆดปๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅ†้–‹ใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใจใฏใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใŠ้‡‘ใซใฏๅ……ๅˆ†ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใปใฉไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใฎใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅซŒใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ—ใ€ๅฅด้šทใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใชใฃใŸ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’ๆบ€ๅ–ซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใจ่ฉ•ๅˆคใฎๅบ—ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใฟใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฒทใฃใฆใฟใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใตใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใซ้šฃใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ„ใชใ„ไบ‹ใŒๅฏ‚ใ—ใใฆไป•ๆ–นใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไบ‹ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ไธๆ€่ญฐใช็จ‹ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅพฉ่ฎใฎใŸใ‚ใซไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸๆ™‚ใฎ้ก”ใ ใ‘ใฏ็›ฎใซๆตฎใ‹ใถใ€‚ ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใซ็…งใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็‹ญใ„ไธ€ไบบ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใ“ใ‚€ใจใ€ๅฏ‚ใ—ใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏๅคงใใใชใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ไน™ๅฅณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ธๆŠžใฏ้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎใพใพใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅ…ฑใซใ„ใ‚‹ในใใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€็„ก็†ใซใงใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ในใใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ้ ญใฎไธญใ‚’ใ‚ฐใƒซใ‚ฐใƒซใจๅ›žใ‚‹ๅพŒๆ‚”ใซใ‚ˆใไผผใŸไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆŒใฆไฝ™ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’ๅฉใ้ŸณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่ชฐใ ใ„?ใ€ ็ซ‹ใฆใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ€็Ÿญใๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฅณใฎๅฃฐใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ˆใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่ฉฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ? ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ“ใ“ใŒ?ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒƒใจใ—ใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๆ‹›ใๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏไธŠๅ“ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใŒ่ชฟในใ‚Œใฐใ™ใใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅคงใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚ใงใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใซไฝ•ใ‹็”จใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ๆค…ๅญใ‚‚ใชใ„้ƒจๅฑ‹ใชใฎใงใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซ้šฃใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใฆๅบงใฃใŸไบŒไบบใฏใ€็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ่ฉฑใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่ฒดๅฅณใซไพ้ ผใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰? ๅพฉๅธฐใ—ใŸใฆใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใซไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ„?ใ€
Stoic stood Hifumi, awaiting the Vichy soldiers in his Hakama and Dougi. The byroads were blocked off, but he stood on the main--a road eight meters in width where a group could easily surround a man. Yet Hifumi stood in the middle of it. He expressed no caution; his eyes simply reflected the scene before him. And he felt happiness. Behold how many enemies have come! How many he could slay! This scene, this happiness, surely he could never have felt it were he still in Japan. As the smile rose on his face, a katana rose in his hands; and with speed of lightning striking from the heavens, with the gentleness of a leaf carried by the wind, the katana was swung down. The enthusiastic vanguard blinked, unsure of what had happened, but by the time he blinked again he had already drowned in blood. For his face had split open. Again and again the sound of wind being cut was followed by shrieks. Cut the throat. Pierce the eye. Slice open an artery where the armor was weak. Not once did the katana strike bone or armor. As mechanically as if doing work, as beautifully as if an artist, he repeatedly carved their bodies from every angle. [Surround him! Encircle and slay him!] Their captain barked out orders, and as if snapping out of a trance, the soldiers attacked Hifumi from both sides and the rear. And yet no one managed to wound him. A sword only cut air around him; a mace merely struck earth. [How can he evade it?!] [Pierce the beast, damn it!] [I don't want to die...!] [T-the blood is not stopping...] Hifumi was quite surrounded: some desperately rushing to be killed, others already a corpse, and yet others soon to become a corpse. The road was dyed red: and to a friend it may even have looked beautiful.magic [Fire the arrows] [Huh?] [I'm telling you to shoot that monster!] The captain angrily responded to his adjutant, who could not comprehend such a bizarre order. [But, we will hit our own if we fire now] [I don't care. If we don't bring it down, even more will die] [...Understood] Curtly replying, the Adjutant offered a prayer and ordered the bowmen to fire. The arrows, much to the pride of their bowmen, flew tightly together. Without waiting for the result, the captain began issuing orders to the remaining soldiers. They were to dismantle the structures blocking the roads and attack the enemy from behind. He had thus sent a hundred men on this quest. [No matter how strong he may be, no one can fight this many men] Ordering the another volley of arrows, the captain was sure of his victory. A rain of arrows entered Hifumi's view. [Too few. They won't hit] A few soldiers around him were hit, and wallowed in agony. Those who could still move he disposed of; those who were fatally injured he ignored. He decapitated those who were hit in the shoulder, and then noticed that the enemy's commander was ordering his men to clear the roads. [So they had finally begun] And after briefly cutting down a few more Vichy soldiers, Hifumi confirmed that a hundred men had gone off to clear the roads and smiled. [So the slaughter finally beings? Come, be a man!] A flash. Seeing Hifumi decapitate five more men, even the trained soldiers stopped motionless. Though he was drenched in their blood, he nonetheless pulled out a paper to wipe the blood from his katana, and, after doing so, sheathed it. [Guess I should clean up a bit] Darkness spread from Hifumi's shadow and swallowed the earth around him. Hifumi use his darkness magic to dispose of the corposes. Vichy soldiers were terrified, although it had no effect on them--you can't store away a living thing. With Hifumi in the center of a sea of darkness, the myriad corpses sunk and disappeared. As if the battle had never happened. [Now then, I'm going to go get your captain's head. Do try to stop me please.] At some point the katana on Hifumi's waist was replaced with a 130 cm long pole. [It's my first time using this weapon. Surely you won't resent me for not killing you quickly?] They would probably resent him no matter how he killed him; the few soldiers who remained now had their heads smashed in. As before, they just kept on dying. But unlike before, Hifumi was slowly walking forward even as he continued to slay countless men. [Come on, keep the line. Ready your blades... Oh?] A second rain of arrows has come. Hifumi twisted the end of the pole, and a chain dangled out from within it. With all their men firing in unison, there far more arrows this time. And while Hifumi was deflecting the arrows with the chain and approaching the Vichy captain, distant screams reached his ears. Although the blockade was made of a durable material, if many people were to press on it, surely it would eventually fall. The same occurred, and many soldiers started heading towards the main. The first among them were the youngest, those unaccustomed to war. And after a few steps the ground beneath their feet disappeared only to reveal iron and wooden pikes. Unable to so much as scream their bodies were pierced, and those who fell on top of them rendered fatal their wounds. Those who screamed were those who fell on top of the young. This crafty trap was placed past every blockade, and the number of wounded and dead only increased. Even if they were to take another route, they would only fall prey to another trap. Surely the number of dead would only number in the dozens, but the objective was not to kill but to stop their advance. The soldiers who stopped before the traps were welcomed by a volley of spears flying towards them. Hifumi's guard appeared from deep within the buildings, as they use the spear-thrower to slaughter Vichy men. There were few such spear-throwers, so those empty handed followed with bows and arrows. The roads were narrow, and Hifumi's guards were far; they could leisurely snipe away at Vichy soldiers. Even more lives were quickly extinguished. Without waiting for an order, the adjutant commanded all remaining troops to attack the approaching monster. Yet he could not expect many to gather. And wielding a bizarre staff with chains, a man continued to approach while creating more and more corpses behind him. [At this rate...] The adjutant wanted to command the forces to retreat but then he glanced over the captain. Would this power-hungry man be able to approve of that decision? Withdrawing now would close the door on his career. But otherwise all would die. Should he withdraw troops even if it means being court-martialed? The adjutant hesitated. With its length coming up to his chest, this weapon which is also sometimes called the Chigirki (Chest-cutting Tree), has a chain attached to the end of it and a weight attached to the chain. It is like a Japanese chain flail. The weapon has its perks and demerits, and is rather hard to use; and although it's not Hifumi's specialty, the weapon does allow for a great variety of attacks if you were to mix in Jojutsu* while using it. For example, crushing somebody's throat and then stepping on their chest so as to stop their heart; or breaking their jaw, forcing them on their knees in tears, and smashing in their heads. Leaving corpses even more deformed than when he was using a blade, Hifumi hastened his pace towards a gathering of soldiers. This massacre has yet to end. [Captain, we must retreat] [A single man... Are you telling me we lost to a single man!?] Scolding his man, the captain desperately asked anyone to kill Hifumi, but the adjutant only sighed. And after taking a few steps away from the captain, the adjutant called out to nearby soldiers and made preparations to leave Rhone. Captain in his haste did not notice it; but Hifumi did. The captain never even had the chance to draw his blade. By the time he noticed he was abandoned, it was too late. [Die] With but a single word, Hifumi wrapped the chain around the captain's neck and brought him down from the horse. When Hifumi withdrew his hand, the captain (corpse) looked rather amusing. Seeing their captain killed, the soldiers completely lost their will to fight, and began edging back. [Your general is dead] [If you want to run, now would be the time? Desperately run back to your masters and tell them what had happened here. That's if they believe you of course] Fearing the smile on Hifumi's face, the Vichy soldiers scattered like baby spiders before a predator. They abandoned their weapons and the wounded too. Hifumi calmly wandered the field, disposing of any wounded, while his guard was busy burying the bodies. Those who had recently joined his guard were throwing up with lifeless eyes, while those who had already worked with Hifumi meticulously continued their tasks. Origa and Alyssa, after issuing the troops orders, rushed over to Hifumi. After looking at his appearance, Hifumi's face had a bitter smile on it as he wondered how he'd wash all the gore off. He continued to take deep breaths even as he put away the Chigiriki into his dark storage. The blood-stained main road soon welcomed a bloody sunset. With less than a hundred men, Hifumi's guards utterly crushed a force many times larger--in but three days such rumors reached the capital, and the bars were filled with songs of praise for the "Knight of the Slender Sword." Having witnessed these revelries in the guild, Kasha, who came there to get her quest reward, wandered into the moon-lit street. She left of her own free will; as an adventurer her life made an about turn and she was rather well off. She also sick of killing people, was satisfied with her life as a freewoman, dined in fancy and expensive restaurants, and even went out to buy herself a new weapon. Even so, she occasionally missed Origa. To her surprise, she rarely thought of Hifumi, but when she did, she would remember his face when he ordered a man to die for her revenge. Within the four-corners of her small inn room, she collapsed on the bed, feelings of loneliness overcoming her. [It's not like I'm in love or anything...] Perhaps she was mistaken. Perhaps she should have stayed with Hifumi and Origa. Or, perhaps she should have forced Origa to come with her, even if by force. As many thoughts and regrets filled her mind, she heard someone knock on the door. [...Who is it?] She grabbed a sword and asked. In response, she heard a familiar feminine voice. [It's Pajo. There's something we need to discuss] [? Why are you here?] In response to being let in, Pajo flashed an elegant smile. [It's not that hard to find where you live. I am a knight in charge of protecting this city, after all] [My, my, how impressive. Now then, what do you need from me?] As there were no chairs, they sat on the bed and spoke without looking each other in the eyes. [There's a request for you coming from the Crown] [The Crown? What could the Crown from a simple adventurer?]
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155.Soldier ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใŒ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใ—ใฆไปฅ้™ใ€ๅ•†ๆฅญ็š„ใซใ‚‚ๆ”ฟๆฒป็š„ใซใ‚‚ไบบใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅŒใ˜ๅ›ฝๅฎถใงใ‚ใฃใŸ้ ƒใซๆฏ”ในใ‚Œใฐๆฟ€ๆธ›ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€้ƒจๆตท็”ฃๅŠ ๅทฅ็‰ฉใ‚„ๅกฉใชใฉใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’่ผธๅ‡บใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไปฅๅค–ใฎๅ›ฝใจใฏ่ท้›ขใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใปใฉใฎ่ฆๆจกใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจ่ฆณๅ…‰่€…ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใŒไธ€้ƒจใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ„ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€ๅ•†ไบบใŒๆฅใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏๅณใกไบบใŒๆฅใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใŸใ‚ใ€ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงใฎ็•ฐๅค‰ใฏใ€ๅ›ฝๅค–ใซๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใพใงใ€็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่‡ชๅ›ฝใฎๅทฅไฝœๅ“กใ ใจๅไน—ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸไผไปคใฏใ€ๅธฐใ‚Šใฎ้“ไธญใงไฝฟ็”จๆ–นๆณ•ใŒๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ้กžใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใใฎใพใพๆ‹…ๅฝ“่€…ใชใ‚Šๅ›ฝไธปใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใซๆธกใ™ใฎใŒ็ญ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใชใœใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹้ƒฝใพใง่กŒใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใใ†ใซใชใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฏโ€œไบคๆธ‰ใฎๆœซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฏ„่ดˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎโ€ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ€ใใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใฆใŠใในใใ€ใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ่ชค้ญ”ๅŒ–ใ—ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅ˜˜ใ‚’้‡ใญใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซ็„ฆ็‡ฅๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ไปฅๅค–ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฏ......ใ€ ใใ“ใซๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎๅŠนๆžœใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚’ๆˆฆๆ…„ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใซๅ……ๅˆ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€่บซใซไฝ™ใ‚‹้‡Žๆœ›ใ‚’ๆŒใŸใ›ใ‚‹้ญ…ๅŠ›ใซๆบขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€็’ฐๅขƒใŒๆ•ดใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ•ใ€‚้ ใใพใงไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ้“ไธญใ€‚็”บใจ็”บใฎ้–“ใŒ้ ใใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚้‡Žๅฎฟใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒใ„ใใคใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใงไผไปคใฏ้ฃŸไบ‹ใฎไธ€ใคใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒผใƒ—ใฎไฝœๆˆใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ€ŒๅŠดใ„ใจ็คผใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„่จณใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆใ€็ก็œ ่–ฌๅ…ฅใ‚Šใฎใ‚นใƒผใƒ—ใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ็œ ใ‚Šใ“ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ก็œ ่–ฌใ‚‚ใ€โ€œ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซๆ–ฝ่ก“ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚โ€ใซใจๅŒๅฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใพใšไธ€ไบบใฎไธŠ็€ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใŒใ—ใ€็—ฉใ›ใ“ใ‘ใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใจใฏใพใ‚‹ใง้•ใ†ใ€้›ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ƒธๅ…ƒใซๅซ‰ๅฆฌใ‚’่ฆšใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ก€ใ‚’ๅก—ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€ๅฐใ•ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’่ƒธใซๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใšใถใšใถใจๅฟƒ่‡“ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅŸ‹ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ้–“ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ่บซใ˜ใ‚ใŽไธ€ใคใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใŒๅŸ‹ๆฒกใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ฐ็ง’ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ็ช็„ถ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ€ไผไปคใฏๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆๅฐป้ค…ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…จ่บซใ‚’็—™ๆ”ฃใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆฟ€ใ—ใๆฏใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ๆฌก็ฌฌใซ่บซไฝ“ไธญใฎ็ญ‹่‚‰ใ‚’่†จๅผตใ•ใ›ใ€ๅ€ใปใฉใฎๅ †็ฉใซๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š่†จใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใจใ€ๅ…ƒใฎไฝ“ๅž‹ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใพใง็ธฎใ‚€ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏใ€ๅฒฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ฌใƒใซไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ญ‹่‚‰ใ‚’็บใฃใŸใ€ๅฑˆๅผทใชๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„......ใ€ ใ†ใคใ‚ใช็žณใงใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจๅบงใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ€ไผไปคใŒใ€Œ็ซ‹ใฆใ€ใจๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ™ใ€‚ ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใŸไผไปคใฏใ€็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซๆฌกใ€…ใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ•ใˆใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไฟบใฏ......ใ€ ๅ‚€ๅ„กใจใชใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’้€ฃใ‚ŒๅธฐใฃใŸไผไปคใฏใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใจ็งฐใ—ใฆๅ›ฝไธปใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ๆ•™็ง‘ๅ…ตใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ไผไปคใฎ่จ€ใ„ใชใ‚ŠใจใชใฃใŸใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฝใƒณใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅพŒ็ถ™ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใฎ้€€ไฝๅฎฃ่จ€ใ‚’ๆ›ธใ‹ใ›ใฆ่จใ—ใ‚€ๅด่ฟ‘ใธๆธกใ•ใ›ใ€ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใธ็™บ่กจใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹ใจใชใฃใŸไผไปคใฎ็”ทใฏใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ๆฌกใ€…ใจๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใธใจๆ”น้€ ใ—ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‚‚ๅไฝ“ใปใฉไฝœๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ž้›ฃใ—ใŸใ‚ŠๆŠตๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚Œใฐ่บŠ่บ‡ใ†ใ“ใจใชใๅ‡ฆๅˆ‘ใ—ใ€็–ฒใ‚Œใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใซๅธธใซ่ญฆๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€่บซใฎๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ‚’็ขบไฟใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ปใ‚‚ๅ†็ทจใ—ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใจใ—ใ€ไป–ใฎๅ…จใฆใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใ‚’่งฃไปปใ—ใ€ๅนณใฎๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใธใจๆ”น้€ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ่€…ใฏ้ฉๅฝ“ใช็†็”ฑใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใ”ใ„ใชใ€‚ๅŠ›ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๆŒใค่€…ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใพใงใซๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚ˆใใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸ็Ž‰ๅบงใฎไธŠใงใ€้…’ใซ้…”ใฃใŸๅ…ƒไผไปคใฎๅฃใฏ็ทฉใฟใใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‹ใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‹ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚็ตๅฑ€ใฏไธ€ๅœฐๆ–นใฎ้ ˜ไธปใซ็”˜ใ‚“ใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚......ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏใ€ไธ€ๅ€‹ไบบใฎๅŠ›ใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‹ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏใ€ใ„ใฃใŸใ„ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใฎไฝ•ใ‚’ๆใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใจ่…นใฎๅบ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆนงใๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ›ใšใ€ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎ็Ž‹ใฏๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ไฟบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏๆœ€ๆ—ฉๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ปใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฉใ‚‚ใฏใ€้Žๅ‰ฐใซใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใ‚’ๆใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏๅ€‹ไบบใฎๅŠ›ใ€‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ็Ž‰ๅบงใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸ็Ž‹ใฏใ€้…”ใ„ใŒๅ›žใฃใฆ่ถณๅ…ƒใŒๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใชใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’่ธใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฐๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ! ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฏใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆต้ ผใฟใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใง็–ฒๅผŠใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹......ใ€ ๅใๆฐ—ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใŸใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ใจๆ€ใ„็›ดใ—ใ€ไพๅฅณใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณใคใ‘ใฆๆŒใŸใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฟใƒฉใ‚คใซๆ€ใ„ใใ‚Šๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ฒ˜ใคใๅฃๅ†…ใ‚’้…’ใงใ™ใ™ใŽใ€ใพใŸๅใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‰‹ๅง‹ใ‚ใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใ“ใ†ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‚’ๆฝฐใ—ใ€ๆ™‚ๆœŸใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚ใฎๅฅณ็Ž‹ใ‚’ไฟบใฎใ‚‚ใฎใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใช......ใ€ ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้š…ใซไธฆใถๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ•ใ—ใ€ๅ”พใฎๆททใ˜ใฃใŸๅซใณๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ต! ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใž! ใพใšใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚‹! ่ฟ‘ใใซใ‚ใ‚‹็”บใ‚„ๆ‘ใ‚’่ฅฒใ„ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ !ใ€ ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใใ€็Ž‹ใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใžใ‚ใžใ‚ใจ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซใ€็Ž‹ใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไป–ใฎๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใ‚„ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใฉใ‚‚ใซใ‚‚ไผใˆใ‚! ่ฃœ็ตฆใฏใใฎๅ ดใใฎๅ ดใงๅฅชใฃใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐใ„ใ„! ใชใ‚Šใตใ‚Šๆง‹ใ‚ใšๆฎบใ›! ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใใ†ใงใชใ„่€…ใ‚‚ใ™ในใฆๆฎบใ›!ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใดใŸใ‚Šใจๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ? ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ—ใ‚!ใ€ ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๅ‘ฝไปคใซๅฟ ๅฎŸใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€ใชใ‚Šใตใ‚Šๆง‹ใ‚ใš่ฟ‘ใใฎไพๅฅณใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆฎบใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๅง‹ใ‚ใซใ€ๅฎคๅ†…ใซใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’็‰‡ใฃ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎบๅฎณใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅฝ“็„ถใ€็Ž‹ใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ? ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎใ ?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ—ๆณฅ้…”ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ€Œๆญขใพใ‚Œใ€ใฎไธ€่จ€ใ‚’็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็ช็„ถ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใไพๅฅณใŸใกใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ—ใฆใ€้…”ใฃใŸๆ„šใ‹ใช็Ž‹ใฏใ€็‹ผ็‹ฝไปฅๅค–ใฎใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ ็Ÿญใ„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒ็Ž‹ใฎๆœ€ๆœŸใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ€’ใ‚Œไผใ—ใŸ็Ž‹ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใซ่ฆ‹ๅ‘ใใ‚‚ใ›ใšใ€ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตๅ…จๅ“กใ€‚ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กๆฎบใ™ใ€‚้ฃŸๆ–™ใฏๅฅชใ†ใ€ ๅฃใ€…ใซใ€็Ž‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆŒ‡ไปคใ‚’ๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๆ€่€ƒใฏๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ใ“ใจใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎๅ‹•ใใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆ้ˆ้‡ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธ็”จๆ„ใช่จ€่‘‰ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸๆฎบไบบ้ฌผใŸใกใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๅปบ็‰ฉๅ†…ใฎไบบ้–“ใ‚’็š†ๆฎบใ—ใซใ—ใ€ๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไปฒ้–“ใซใ‚‚ๆŒ‡ไปคใ‚’ไผใˆใ€ๆŠ˜ใฎไธญใฎๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‚‚่ญฆๅ‚™ใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ—ใฆ่งฃๆ”พใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใ‚’ๅˆถๅพกใ™ใ‚‹้Ž–ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ€ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏ็”บใธใจๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใฐใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไบŒ็™พไบบใฎๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€็”บใฏใปใผไธ€ๆ—ฅใงๅฃŠๆป…ใ—ใ€้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่€…ใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ›ฝๅค–ใธใ‚‚่œ˜่››ใฎๅญใ‚’ๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใจใ„ใ†ๅฐๅ›ฝใฏ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๆป…ไบกใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€็ฝๅŽ„ใ‚’ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใธใจใพใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅŽŸๅ› ใจใชใฃใŸๅ…ƒไผไปคใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€่ชฐใ‚‚่จ˜้Œฒใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ™่€…ใฏใŠใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅนปใฎ็Ž‹ใจใชใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใŠใ‚ˆใใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏๆœ€ใ‚‚ๅคšใใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’้“้€ฃใ‚Œใซใ—ใŸๆ„š็Ž‹ใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’้€ƒใ‚Œใ€ไฝ•ใจใ‹้€ƒใ’ๅปถใณใŸ่€…ใŒไผใˆใŸใ“ใจใงใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใซใ‚‚ใใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใŒ้‡ใ„่…ฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎไฟกๆ†‘ๆ€งใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใพใงใซใฏใ€็›ธๅฝ“ใช่ขซๅฎณใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚„ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธ็ŠถๆณใŒไผใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ปใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ่ปŠใจๆ“็ธฆใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ๆ•ฐๅๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆใใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹่ทๅฐใฎไธŠใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚’ๅ‰ใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅคชๅˆ€็ญ‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใจใปใ‚่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆฌกใ€…ใซ็ดกใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆจชใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏ็Žฉๅ…ทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ไธŠไธ‹ใ•ใ›ใฆๅŒๆ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚้ ญไธŠใฎไธ€ๆœฌใ ใ‘ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ…Ž่€ณใŒใ€้ฆ–ใจใƒฏใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใƒ้…ใ‚Œใฆๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใฎใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€ใจใฐใฃใ•ใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠๆจใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆณจ็›ฎใ™ใ‚‹ในใ้ƒจๅˆ†ใฏใ€ใใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใพใšใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใŒ่ฅฒใฃใฆใใŸใจใใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใใ“ใงใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใŒใ‚„ใฃใŸๅ•้กŒ็‚นใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจ......ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ€ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๆ™‚ใซไธ็”จๆ„ใซๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎ็ญ”ใˆใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใจใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฎใƒชใƒผใƒใฎๅทฎใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ในใใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ไฟบใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฆๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใซๆœ‰ๅˆฉใช่ท้›ขใพใง่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ใพใจใ‚‚ใซๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใชๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚„็ญ‹ๅŠ›ใฎๅทฎใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€็ตถๆœ›็š„ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใจ้šไผดใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ่€ƒใˆใŸใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๅฃใซใฏๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆฃšใซไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช็™บ่จ€ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็ด ็›ดใซ้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใฎใซใ€ใใ‚“ใชใซ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๆฎบใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚’็ฃจใ„ใŸใ‚Šๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฟ…่ฆใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชใซๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ ๆฐด็ญ’ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ไธญใฎๆฐดใ‚’ไธ€ๅฃๅ‘ทใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–‰ใŒๆธ‡ใ„ใฆๆฐดใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚€ใจใใ€่…นใŒๆธ›ใฃใฆ้ฃฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ†ใจใใ€‚็œ ใใชใฃใฆ็œ ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฟ…่ฆใชๆ›ธ้กžใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ™ใ‚‹......ใใ‚ŒใจๅŒใ˜ใง่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ๆฎบใ•ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใ€ ๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎใฏๆฐ—ๅˆใจใ‹่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฉฑใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ......ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฏใ€ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใจใ‹ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏๅˆฅใซๆฎบไบบ็‹‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใž? ๆฎบใ™ใฎใซๅพŒๅ…ˆ่€ƒใˆใชใ„ใฎใฏๅ˜ใชใ‚‹้ฆฌ้นฟใ ใ€‚ๆฎบใ™ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใใฎ็ตๆžœใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€‚ใใฎ็ตๆžœใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใฏ......ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎๆ–นใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ปฝใๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ฝฎใใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ใใ‚“ใชใซ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆ็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใŠใ‹ใ—ใชๅฅดใ ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎ้ก”ใซ็ทŠๅผตใŒ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฃฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ†ใฎใจใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ๆฌกใฎ็ตฆๆ–™ใพใงๆฎ‹ใ‚Šไธ‰ๆ—ฅใ€‚้Š…่ฒจไธ‰ๅๆžšใ—ใ‹ไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใจใใซใ€้Š…่ฒจไบ”ๆžšใฎๅฑ‹ๅฐใฎ้ฃฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ†ใ‹ใ€้ฃŸๅ ‚ใฎ้Š…่ฒจไบŒๅๆžšใฎ้ฃฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ†ใ‹่ฟทใ†ใฎใจๅŒใ˜ใ ใ€‚้ฃŸๅ ‚ใง้ฃŸใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚ŠไบŒๆ—ฅใฏ้ฃŸไบ‹ใฎๅ›žๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ•ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใซไฝ•ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€ใจ็ญ”ใˆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๆททไนฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚็ดๅพ—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซๅŒๆƒ…ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎบใ™ในใใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆฎบใ›ใ€‚ใใฎ็ตๆžœใฏ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใซใคใ„ใฆ่ถณ่ธใฟใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏๆ‰‹ๆฎตใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ€‚......ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ ๆ‰‹ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ไธฆในใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ้ก”ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ็›ฎใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™็›ฎ็š„ใ ใ‘ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€โ€œๆฎบใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹โ€ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆๆบ–ๅ‚™ใงใใ‚‹ๆฎต้šŽใซใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆˆฆใ„ใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใงไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’็พๅ ดใงๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‰็ตŒ้จ“ใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใชๅฟŒ้ฟๆ„ŸใŒ่–„ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆฎบไบบใ‚’ๆ–นๆณ•ใฎไธ€ใคใ ใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๅˆ€ใฎ่ค‡้›‘ใช้€ ใ‚Šใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ„ใ€ๆŽ’้™คใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅ†ท้™ใซไฟบใ‚’ๆŽ’้™คใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ใใฎ็ตๆžœใซใคใ„ใฆใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็ฟปใฃใฆไฟบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ๆ–นๆณ•ใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅ†ทใˆใŸ้ ญใง่€ƒใˆใŒๅ›žใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ•ใ€ ใชใ‹ใ”ใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ไธๅฏงใซๆ‹ญใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซๅ•ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅ“ใ€ใใ‚Œใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้”ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๆœฌๆฅใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใซใคใ„ใฆใฏไฟบใฎใ“ใ ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใชใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใฏๅผทๅบฆใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใซใ—ใฆใ€็ฉดใ‚‚ๆฅตๅŠ›ๅฐใ•ใใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใŒ้–“้•ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎๅ‰ใซใ‹ใ–ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้”ใฏใ€้ˆใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใกใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅˆ€่บซใ‚’้€šใ™็ฉดใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซๅฐใ•ใช็ฉดใŒๅ…ญใค้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚็ฉบใ„ใŸใ‚นใƒšใƒผใ‚นใซใฏโ€œไธ€โ€ใฎไธ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒๅˆปใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซใฏใŸใ ๆจช็ทšใŒๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไพกๅ€คใจใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒ......ไธๅฏงใซไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹? ใŠๅ‰ใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใง่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒใŠๅ‰ใซใจใฃใฆไพกๅ€คใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใง่ค’ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใตใตใ€ใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‹ญใฃใŸๅˆ€่บซใซๆฒนใ‚’ๅก—ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใงใ‚‚ไฝœใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฏใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใพใ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๆฝฐใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใฟ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใŒใกใ‚‡ใฃใ‹ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚ŠๆœŸๅพ…ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ—ฉ่จˆใ‹ใ€ ๆ‰‹ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฎ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅŽ็ดใธๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ”ใ‚ใ‚ŠใจๆจชใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€่‹ฆๅŠดใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€Œ่‹ฆๅŠดใ ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใใฃใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฃใฅใ‘ใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅฆปใชใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ…ฑใซๆป…ใณใ‚‹ใใฎๆ—ฅใพใง......ใ„ใˆใ€ๆป…ใณใŸๅพŒใ‚‚ใ€้ญ‚ใฏ่ฒดๆ–นใจๅ…ฑใซใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ็Ÿญใ็ญ”ใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใใฃใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆ่†ๆž•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ตค้ขใ—ใฆใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใจใ‚„ใ‚Šใจใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒใ€Œ็พจใพใ—ใ„ใ€ใจๅฐใ•ใๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒไฝ™่ฃ•ใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ•ใจๅซ‰ๅฆฌใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šๆททใ˜ใ‚‹่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๅ”‡ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใซใ‚…ใ‚‚ใซใ‚…ใจๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงใ€Œ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ€ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 155: Soldier Although there were some people coming and going for business and politics after Pyursang became independent from Vichy, it dropped sharply in comparison to the time when they were the same nation. There was export of goods such as salt and a part of the processed marine products, but the scale wasn't that large because of the distance to other countries besides Vichy. Because there's almost no people coming for sightseeing to begin with except for a part of the nobility, merchants not coming means basically people not coming. Hence the unusual phenomenon inside Pyursang wasn't noticed until its influence spread to outside the country. The messenger, who received a magic tool from the person who called himself a spy of the messenger's country, looked through the documents which had the way how to use it written in it along the way back home. Originally it's logical to hand it to Minoson who's the country's leader and the one in charge, but judging it as extremely unlikely for himself being able to explain why he went to the capital of Orsongrande, the messenger intends to sell this magic tool as "item gifted by Fokalore at the end of the negotiations" and thus thought that he should know about what kind of item it is in order to explain it. Even while feeling uneasy due to piling up lies for the sake of deception, there was apparently no other way but to do it like this. "This is... there is such a thing..." The effect of the magic tool explained in the documents was enough to make him tremble in fear. And, it was overflowing with a charm making him hold onto ambitions that are beyond his abilities. Moreover the circumstances were in order. "You are doing something unusual." "That's not how it is. I had you come along with me this far. I will do at least this much." Along the way, with the distance between cities being far, there are several places where they have to sleep outdoors no matter what. Accordingly the messenger took over the preparation of the soup which is one of the dishes. Usually it was something the soldiers would do, but at that time he explained it with [It's my way of thanking and rewarding you] . And then, while the soldiers are sleeping like logs after they drank the soup with sleeping medication in it, he prepares the magic tool. Even the sleeping pills were explained in the documents as "for the sake of medical treatment during sleep." Stripping off the tunic of one man first, he smeared his own blood on the soldier's chest while feeling jealous about its trained condition which is different from his own skinny self, and then put the small magic tool against the soldier's chest. While the magic tool buried itself towards the heart with a *zubo zubo*, the soldier didn't stir even once. A few seconds after the magic tool embedded itself completely, "Uwah!" Due to the soldier suddenly rising his body, the messenger fell on his backside while screaming. The soldier, who breathes roughly while his body is convulsing all over, has his muscles swell gradually from head to foot, and, after he literally grew to twice his size, he shrinks back to the size close to his original figure. What remained was the figure of a robust reinforced soldiers who was clad in muscles which were stiff like a rock. "A-Amazing..." Once the messenger orders the soldier, who is sitting absent-mindedly with blank eyes, [Stand up] , the soldier gets up swiftly, and straightens up his back while extending both hands. The excited messenger embeds magic tools into the sleeping soldiers one after the other. "If I have this, I'm..." The messenger, who brought back home the soldiers who turned into puppets, approached the sovereign Minoson pretending to make his report, and forcibly embedded the magic tool by using his reinforced soldiers.magic Ordering Minoson, who became the yes-man of the messenger, he made him write his own abdication declaration after setting himself as the heir, had him hand it over to a doubtful close aide, and had him make an official announcement to the people. The male messenger, who became the king, remodelled the soldiers into reinforced soldiers successively, and moreover succeeded in creating 10 giant soldiers as well. If there was someone who criticized or opposed him, he executed them without hesitation. As the reinforced soldiers, who don't know fatigue, were able to serve as constant guards, they guaranteed the safety of his body. Reorganizing the army, he remodels the low-ranking soldiers into reinforced soldiers, sets himself as sole commander and dismisses all the other commanders. Those, who were unhappy with it, were killed after finding a suitable reason for doing it. "Isn't this amazing? People, who possess power, can feel this good?" The mouth of the former messenger, who was drunk on sake as he sat on top of the throne he got used to, got slack. "I wonder whether Earl Tohno, who walks merrily in Fokalore's territory or such, feels like this as well? No, no, that person is satisfied being the feudal lord of a single area in the end. ...After all that means that he has no more than the strength of an individual?" Pyursang's king raised his voice unable to stop the laughter welling up from the bottom of his abdomen as he wondered why the hell he was so afraid of Earl Tohno. "That's right. My soldiers aren't an army of mere humans anymore. Vichy's central committee members seem to be excessively scared of Earl Tohno, but in the end he has the strength of one individual. Isn't he a mere human that tries to be a soldier!?" Standing up from the throne, the king does a strange dance with his drunken feet. "There's no need to finish with being the king of such small country! Orsongrande depends on Earl Tohno. Horant has been ruined due to the fight with Orsongrande..." He held down his voice as he felt nausea, but he changed his mind with "there's nothing I have to be shy of." Summoning a maid, he vomited into the washbasin, he had her hold, with all his might. Rinsing his sticky mouth with sake, he vomits once again. "Let's take Vichy for starters. And, crushing Orsongrande's Fokalore, it will be great to make that queen, whom I will see soon, into my possession..." Pointing at the reinforced soldiers lining up in the corner of the room, he raised a yell mixed with saliva. "Reinforced soldiers! Using you guys, I will seize the world! First we will attack Vichy! Assault the villages and cities nearby, and show them your strength!" Without replying, the soldiers leave the room in groups according to the king's decree. The king's words continued in their back. "Convey it to the other reinforced soldiers and giant soldiers as well! It's fine for you to steal supplies locally on site! Kill them without minding their appearance! Kill all of them, those who resist and those who don't!" Hearing those words, the reinforced soldiers suddenly stopped moving. "What's wrong? Do it quickly!" The reinforced soldiers were faithful to orders. Drawing their swords, they started by slaying a nearby maid without minding her appearance and then killed every single person who was inside the room. Of course the soldiers also get close to the king. "W-What is it? What's wrong?" If he wasn't dead drunk, he might have been able to utter the single word [Stop] . However, with the maids who have been suddenly killed in front of his eyes, the drunken, foolish king was unable to do anything but being panicked. "Ah." A short scream. Those were the last words of the king. Without looking at the fallen corpse of the king, the reinforced soldiers leave the room. "... All of the reinforced soldiers. The giant soldiers as well." "Kill everyone. Steal food." They mutter the orders of the king severally. Their thinking is concentrating on accomplishing their instructions, but their movements aren't dull at all. Devilish cut-throats who were released by careless words. They massacred the people inside the building within the blink of an eye, conveyed the orders to their colleagues who were on standby, and released the giant soldiers within their cages by killing their guards. Pulling the chains which are controlling the giant soldiers, the reinforced soldiers scatter into the city. The city gets almost completely destroyed by 200 reinforced soldiers. Chasing those who ran away, they further spread out in order to scatter in all directions outside the country. Like this, a calamity spread into Vichy alongside the downfall of the small country called Pyursang. There's no one left who remembers that a former messenger was the cause for all this. Although he became a phantom king, there's generally no doubt that he was a foolish king, who took along extremely many lives with him, in this world. Escaping the attacks of the reinforced soldiers, the people, who somehow got away, informed Vichy about those news as well, but extreme damage spread until a report, which has authenticity causing the central committee to get its heavy body moving, came in. And finally from there on the information was circulated to Orsongrande and Horant as well. Hifumi, who took several soldiers for the sake of steering a platform wagon from Fokalore's army, sat in front of Origa and Viine on top of the shaking load-carrying platform. "Nevertheless, it was wonderful swordsmanship. As expected of Hifumi-sama." (Origa) Next to Origa who is piling up one word of praise after the other towards Hifumi, Viine agreed while making her head go up and down like a toy. Her sole rabbit hear above her head is swaying while being one beat late in comparison to her head. However, Hifumi discarded it completely with [Such stuff doesn't matter at all] . "The part you should pay attention to isn't that." (Hifumi) First he tells them to remember the time when they were attacked by Levi. And then Hifumi says that they have to think about the problematic issue Levi did there. "Umm... her holding a weapon was easy to understand, is it about that?" (Viine) "Greeting and then being unprepared at the time of the attack is the problem, isn't it?" (Origa) Hifumi nodded and said "there's that as well" towards their answers. "You should consider the difference in reach between me and Levi, too, you know? If she reduced the distance to a range more favourable for a dagger or if she made sure that I can't use a weapon by slashing my arm, she could have fought me directly for a bit longer." (Hifumi) Even so, since there existed a fundamental difference in technique and physical strength, it was hopeless either way. , the attending soldiers of Fokalore thought simultaneously the same thing, but of course they didn't voice it out. Due to his statement which seems to be completely blind to his own shortcomings, Viine was dumbfounded, but Origa nodded obediently. "There's no need to ponder about things that seriously while killing people. Of course it's indispensable to prepare and refine your techniques in order to be capable of killing, but it's unnecessary to mind it too much." (Hifumi) Taking out a flask, he gulps down a mouthful of the water inside. "Drink water if you are thirsty and have a meal if you become hungry. Sleep when you become sleepy. Sign documents when necessary... it's the same as that. Kill since you want to kill. Kill since it's no good if you don't kill." (Hifumi) "What's necessary isn't fighting spirit or resolution", Hifumi says. "Umm... master, what will happen if I kill? Don't you think about such things as well?" (Viine) Hifumi returned a smile due to Viine's question. "I'm not really a homicidal maniac? Not considering the consequences while killing is the deed of a mere fool. Having the necessity to kill, it's only natural to accept the outcome from that, I think." (Hifumi) "T-Then, the readiness to accept that outcome is..." (Viine) Hifumi lightly puts his hand in Viine's direction. "Why are you living while being so nervous?" (Hifumi) "What an odd fellow", Hifumi smiles and the soldiers' faces are filled with tension. "You don't know when you will have a meal, right? There are still three days remaining until the next salary. It's the same with the hesitation whether to eat a meal at a cart for 5 copper coins or at the dining hall for 20 copper coins at the time when you can't use more than 30 copper coins. if you choose to eat in the dining hall, it will be wrong if you don't decrease the number of meals for the remaining two days. How many hours will you be troubled because of that?" (Hifumi) Origa answers [It's just as you say, Hifumi-sama] while smiling. Viine answered that she agreed even while being confused. The soldiers send pitying looks towards Viine. "If you think that you should kill, then kill. It's necessary to think about the result of that, but there's no need to hold back regarding the matter of killing itself. It's no more than a means. ... In that sense, Imeraria might be ((ready)) soon as well." (Hifumi) Drawing the katana in order to maintain it, Hifumi muttered delightfully while lining up the tools. "What about Her Majesty the Queen?" (Origa) Even while her face is smiling, Origa's eyes aren't. "That person will probably soon reach the stage where she can prepare by pondering "how to kill him?" since she has no other goal but killing me. She has felt the atmosphere of battle, and furthermore she even experienced herself giving the order to kill others on-site. Her emotional, evasive sense against killing has faded, and she has reached the point where she can consider murder as one of the possible means." (Hifumi) Viine is captivated by the complex structure of the katana, but Origa looked seriously at Hifumi. "Her feeling of wanting to remove me, to kill me, probably isn't weird. But it's about removing me more calmly. She is able to think about the consequences of that. In that case, her thinking will likely revolve about a method to kill me with a further cooled down brain in reverse." (Hifumi) Confirming the condition of the tang, he carefully wipes it. Origa started to say something but stopped. Hifumi doesn't ask Origa either. "This part is beautiful, master." (Viine) "Ah, it's called guard and is originally for the sake of protecting the hand. I have an obsession regarding this. The design is simple for the sake of strength. With the holes being as small as possible as well, it's to make sure that the point of of a sword never enters." (Hifumi) The guard, which was presented by holding it aloft in front of Viine, had six tiny, open holes in the vicinity of the hole for the sword blade to go through. The character of "Yi " has been carved into the open space, but Viine can't see it as anything but a simple horizontal line having been drawn. "I don't know its value, but... I see that it was created thoroughly." (Viine) "Isn't that fine then? If you think that it's nice by the scope of what you know, that means it has value for you. If I consider that it received praise with such meaning, I'm happy as well." (Hifumi) "Fufu", while spilling a laughter, he spreads oil on the wiped blade. "Shall we create a new weapon while listening to the news about the battle after we return to Fokalore? I wonder what happened to Vichy. There's probably no way that they were crushed in the blink of an eye, but I'm looking forward... no, no, after I meddled with that Horant, having too much expectations is rash, isn't it?" (Hifumi) After he finished maintenance, Hifumi tossed the katana into his storage and lied down. "Let's look forward to it just a bit. Origa, I leave the assistance to you once we return to Fokalore, though it will increase your troubles. Since it's obvious that Caim will push the work on us anyway." (Hifumi) "I don't consider it to be trouble." (Origa) Quietly approaching Hifumi who is facing upwards, Origa gave him a kiss. "I'm your wife, Hifumi-sama. Until the day we perish together... no, even after we perished, my soul will be together with you, dear." (Origa) Origa moves quietly and places the head of Hifumi, who replied her briefly, on her lap. Viine, who intently glanced at their exchange while blushing, gently mutters [I'm jealous] . Origa, who heard that, revealed a composed smile and wasn't able to say [Me too] until the end while Viine moves her lips with a *monyu monyu* having an expression mixed with jealousy and embarrassment.
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178.My World ใ€ŒๅฎŒใฃๅ…จใซๅ‡บ้…ใ‚ŒใŸ!ใ€ ็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ†…ใซใ‚ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ๅ‘ใ‘ใฎๅคง้ฃŸๅ ‚ใŒ็„กๆ–™ใจ่žใ„ใฆใ€ๆ€ใ†ใ•ใพๆšด้ฃŸใ‚’ๅ ช่ƒฝใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏไปŠใ€ๆถ™็›ฎใงๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‚’ๅ…จๅŠ›็–พ่ตฐใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆบ€่…นใง่ตฐใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€่ƒธใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–‰ใพใงใซๅซŒใชๆ„Ÿ่งฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใฃใฆๅ››ใค็›ฎใฎใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ญใ‚’้ ผใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใใซใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅŸŽใฎๅค–ใŒ้จ’ใŒใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่…นใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงๆ…ŒใŸใ ใ—ใๆˆฆ้—˜ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๆ•ใพใˆใฆ็Šถๆณใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ‰ๅบƒๅ ดใซ็ช็„ถๅคšๆ•ฐใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ๅ…ตใŒๆตๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ๅง‹ใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ!?ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ไธ€ๅฟœไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎโ€œ่จˆ็”ปโ€ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใชไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็‹™ใ„ใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๅฎŸใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๅฅณ็Ž‹ใ‚„ไป–ใฎ็จฎๆ—ใŸใกใŒ่ธŠใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใœ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใƒใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ๅฐ‘ๆ•ฐใฎๅ…ตๅŠ›ใ€‚ใใ“ใงใฉใ†็ซ‹ใกๅ›žใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ๅ…ˆไปฃ้ ˜ไธปใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎโ€œ่ชฒ้กŒโ€ใซไป–ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹......!ใ€ ๅ…ˆใ‚“ใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไฝ™่ฃ•ใซๆฒนๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚้ƒจไธ‹ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎ็„กไบ‹ใ‚’็ฅˆใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ๆˆฆใ„ใฏๅง‹ใพใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€่ƒŒใฎไฝŽใ„ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใฏๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹้€šใ™ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใŒใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บๆ’ƒใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒไธฆใณใ€ๆŠผใ—่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’ๅฟ…ๆญปใซๆŠผใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏๅบƒๅ ดๅ…จไฝ“ใงๅง‹ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซ้ฃ›ใณไน—ใ‚Šใ€้ ญใ‚’่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅบƒๅ ดใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€้ซ˜ใ„ๅก€ใธใจ็™ปใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไนฑๆˆฆใซใชใ‚Šใ™ใŽใฆใ„ใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ๅดใ‚‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚ๅผ“ใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใชใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅบƒๅ ดใฎไธญๅคฎใงใ€ไธ€้š›ๅคงใใชๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใ‚’ๆœ€ๅˆใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ€ๆฌกใ„ใงๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸไฝ็ฝฎใง้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ„ใ€ๆททๆˆฆใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๆœ€ๅฐ้™ใฎๅคงใใ•ใง้ขจใฎๅˆƒใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅบƒๅ ดใฎ้š…ใง้˜ฒ่ก›ๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒใ„ใŸๆ–นๅ‘ใจๅๅฏพๅดใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅก€ใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ใฆใใฎไธญๅฟƒใซ้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜!ใ€ ใ€Œ้…ใ‚Œใฆใ”ใ‚ใ‚“! ็Šถๆณใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆญฃ็ขบใชใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“!ใ€ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฏๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใ‚„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใฎใ‚‹ใคใผใงใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใฎๅฃใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆๅคงใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ๅ–‰ใŒ่ฃ‚ใ‘ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซๅคงๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใจใ€ใพใจใ‚‚ใซไผš่ฉฑใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎ้ฆฌ้นฟใŒ็ˆ†็™บใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒไบŒไบบใšใคใŒๅนใ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒ็ช็„ถใ€ใใฎใ€ๅบƒๅ ดๅ…ฅๅฃใซใงใใŸๅคง็ฉดใ‹ใ‚‰ๆนงใๅ‡บใฆๆฅใŸใ‚“ใงใ™! ๅ‰้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใจไฝ•ใ‹่ฉฑใ—ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆ......ๅบƒๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ‡บๅฃใฏใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจๅ›ฝ่ปใŒๆŠผใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™!ใ€ ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซ้ ญใ‚’ๅ›ž่ปขใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็‹™ใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้ก˜ใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏโ€œๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹โ€ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใจใ€็”บใฎๆ–นใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ€ใฉใฃใกใŒๅผทใ„ใจๆ€ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๅ‰้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎ็จฝๅคใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใพใ ๅŸŽใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏๅฐ‘ๆ•ฐใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆฑบใพใ‚Šใ ใญ!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸ้•ทๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ€่„‡ๅทฎใงๅผพใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใ€ไบŒๅˆ—็ธฆ้šŠ! ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃๅดใซใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๆ—่ปใฎไธ€้ƒจใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใฆใ€ๅ‡บๅฃใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใจๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆๆŒŸใฟๆ’ƒใกใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œๅฟœ!ใ€ ่ณชๅ•ใ‚„ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ„ใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ็ถšใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ—ใ€็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—่จ“็ทดใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‹•ใใ€‚ไปŠใจใชใฃใฆใฏ็ฌ‘ใ„่ฉฑใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใฏๆญปใฌใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸ่จ“็ทดใง่บซไฝ“ใซๆŸ“ใฟ็€ใ„ใŸ่กŒๅ‹•ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ปใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ๆ•ฐใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅผทใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ไปŠใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่จผๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏใใฃใกๅดใง่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ๅคงใใชๅธƒใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่ฃ‚ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่ปใธใจๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใๅ‰ฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ปใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธ€ไบบใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’ไธŠไธ‹ใซไธกๆ–ญใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใปใใ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใŠใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆ•ฐใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅพŒใซๆฎ‹ใ™่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใพใ ๅฝนๅ‰ฒใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŒๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใซๅ‚ๆˆฆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ฒ็‰ฉใŒๆธ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ? ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚ˆใ€‚้ ๆ…ฎใ—ใชใใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆŽใญๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ€่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟใ€ใพใฃใ™ใใซไผธใณใŸ่†ใฎ็šฟใ‚’่นดใ‚Š็ •ใใ€ๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸ้ฆ–ใซๅˆ€ใ‚’็ชใใ“ใ‚€ใ€‚ๆŠœใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใธใจๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ๅ‹•ใใจๅ…ฑใซใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฎๅ–‰ใ‚’่ฃ‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงไธ€้€ฃใฎ่ˆžใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‹•ใใซใ€ๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใพใ ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎๅœจๅบซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใช? ไฟบใฎๅ‘ฝใฏใ“ใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใžใ€‚ๆฌฒใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅ–ใ‚Šใซๆฅใ„ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’่ณญใ‘ใฆใ€ใ ใ€ ็œŸใฃ้ป’ใชๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงใ€ๅŸŽใฎๆ–นใซใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆ‰‹ๆ‹›ใใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธๆ„ใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸ็ซ็ƒใ‚’ใ€ใใฎใพใพๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงๆ‰•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‹ใๆถˆใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅŠใณ่…ฐใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๅ…ตใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‚ ใ€…ใจๅˆ€่บซใธๆ‡็ด™ใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใธใ€ๅบƒๅ ดใฎไธญๅคฎใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ”ธใ‚ŠๅฃฐใŒ้ซ˜ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใใƒใƒผใƒซไฝ•ใจใ‹ๅ›ใฎๅพฉๆดปใ‹ใ€ ๅฐๅบงใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใตใ‚‰ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฎไธŠใซใฏใ€้ผปใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŠใซใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฎ้ ญ้ƒจใŒๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใŒๅ†ใณ้›„ใŸใ‘ใณใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€่บซไฝ“ใฏไธ€ๅบฆใ ใ‘็—™ๆ”ฃใ—ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅœฐ้ขใซ่ถณใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆ็›ด็ซ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใŒๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ใใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฎ้ก”ใฏไธŠใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€็•ฐๆง˜ใซไธๆ ผๅฅฝใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ†่ปใซไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ€Œ้ ญใ ใ‘็‹™ใˆ!ใ€ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใฏใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’็‹™ใ†ใ€‚ ๅซใณๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฎๅณ่…•ใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ้ก”้ขใ‚’็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใถใ‚“ๆฎดใ‚Šใ€ใตใ‚‰ใคใ„ใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ™จ็”จใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅ‰ฃใฏๅ…ƒใฎๆŒใกไธปใฎ้ ญใธใจๅฉใ่ฝใจใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใ€ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฎไธ€้ƒจใ ใ€ ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒใ‚ทใƒ ใฎๅทฆ่…•ใฏใ€ไปŠๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ก€ใŒๆปดใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ€ๅ‰ฃใซ็ชใๅˆบใ—ใฆๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€ๆœฌๆฅ็น‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใธใจๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใถใ‚‰ใถใ‚‰ใจๅŠ›ใชใๅž‚ใ‚Œไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸ่…•ใ‚‚ใ€ใปใฉใชใๅฎŒๅ…จใซใคใชใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไพฟๅˆฉใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฎๅค‰่ณชใ—ใฆๆฟใฃใŸ็œผใŒ็จใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใ€ๆ€–ใ„ๆ€–ใ„ใ€‚......ๆ€–ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๅ‘ผใผใ†ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆฏใ‚’ๅธใ„่พผใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใซ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๅคง้Ÿณๅฃฐใ‚’้Ÿฟใ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚น! ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅŒ–ใ‘็‰ฉใซใ€ๆฐ‘้–“ไบบใŒ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ“ใ“ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ไธ€้šŽใซไธ‹ใ‚Šใฆ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎใ‚’ใ€‚ไปŠใชใ‚‰ใพใ ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ…ตใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ„็Šถๆณใงใ™ใ€‚ไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆๆŠผใ—่ฟ”ใ›ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใจไธ€ๅ‘ผๅธ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ไธ‹ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆฎฒๆป…ใซไน—ใ˜ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็‰ฝๅˆถใ‚’ใ€‚ๆงใ‚„ๅ‰ฃใŒๅฝผใฎๅ’†ๅ“ฎใธ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎไบ‹ๆ•…ใฏใ€่ค‡ๆ•ฐๅ›žใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใพใŸใ€ๅบƒๅ ดใ‚’ๅˆถๅœงใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅฝผใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๆŠผใ—่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅฟ…็„ถใ ใจ่€ƒใˆใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ไธ‹ๅ‘ฝใ€ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏไธ€็คผใฎๅพŒใ€ไธ€ๆญฉใ ใ‘ๅพŒใ‚ๅ‘ใใซไธ‹ใŒใ‚Šใ€่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ้ง†ใ‘ใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎ้ก”ใŒ้’่คชใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏ่‡ช่บซใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไฝœๆˆฆ่‡ชไฝ“ใฏๅๅฏพใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ฃ›ใณใฌใ‘ใฆๅผทใ„ใ“ใจใจใ€ใใฎๆ€งๆ ผใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ€ง่ณชใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€ๅ›ฝใฎๅฎ‰ๅฎšๆ€งใซไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็†็”ฑใฏ่งฃใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐใ€ๅผทใ„ๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใฏ็‰‡ใฃ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฝฐใ—ใฆๅ›žใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅพŒใซใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹ๆ—ใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ€ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆใใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใฏไฝ•่€…ใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“......ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃ? ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€่€ƒใˆใซๆƒ‘ๆบบใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€้šฃใงใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใจๆˆฆๆณใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‚’ไธ€็žฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€่‰ฏใใชใฃใŸ้ƒจๅˆ†ใฏ้žๅธธใซๅคšใ„ใฎใฏ่ชใ‚ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎใ“ใจใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ่€…ใŸใกใงๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ„ใใฎใŒ้“็†ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงๆ”ฟใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใจใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซใฏ้€€ๅ ดใ„ใŸใ ใใฎใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œ......็งใ‚‚ใ€ๅŒใ˜ๆ„่ฆ‹ใชใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใฎๆ‰‹ใ™ใ‚Šใซไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใพใพๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ดใซใ€ๅญไพ›ใ˜ใฟใŸๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใฐใ€โ€œใšใ‚‹ใ„โ€ใ€ ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใŸใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใŒ่จ€ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒๅฐใ•ใๆฏใ‚’ๅ™ดใๅ‡บใ—ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช้ก”ใ—ใชใ„ใฎใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚็œŸๅ‰ฃใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......็งใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็ด„ๆŸใฏใญใ€โ€œใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†โ€ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚้‚ช้ญ”ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็œŸๅ‰ฃใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ‚คใƒฌใ‚ฎใƒฅใƒฉใƒผใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใชๆจใฟใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใจใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏ่ˆŒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ใ€ๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใชๆจใฟใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€ๅฝผใ‚’ๆŽ’้™คใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฑบใ‚ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸๅพŒใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ไธ€ไบบใชใฎใงใ™ใ€‚่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ—ใ‚ใ€ใจใฏ่จ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใปใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅบƒๅ ดใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—็คบใ™ใ€‚ ใใ“ใงใฏใ€ๅŸŽใฎๆ–นใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ๅ…ตใ‚’้Žง่ข–ไธ€่งฆใซๆ‰“ใก่ฒ ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๆŠผใ—ๆˆปใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎไธ€ไบบใŒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€่ก€็…™ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใซ่ตดใใ“ใจไปฅไธŠใซใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๅผทใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฎ็ฝชใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใจใใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ…จใ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใฎ่ฒฌไปปใ‚‚......ใ€‚็›ฎ็š„ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ๆญปๅœฐใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใจใ€่ฒฌไปปใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ็คบใ™ในใใฏใ€ใใฃใจใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๆˆฆใŠใ†ใจใ—ใฆๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅŠ›ใชใ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅซใณใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใจๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ตๅฃซใจๅ…ฑใซไธญๅคฎใธใจ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ๅพฉๆดปใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใพใงใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใงใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใจ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ„ใ€ๅพใ€…ใซไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆฐ‘้–“ไบบใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ‚ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ไธ€ๅฟƒใงใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ƒๆฅใŒ่ชฟๆŸปไปปๅ‹™ใŒไธปใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใธใฎๆ‰€ๅฑžใŒ้•ทใ„ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใซใจใฃใฆใ€ๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใชๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใช้ƒจ้กžใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ†ใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆฏใ‚‚็ตถใˆ็ตถใˆใซใชใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใŒใ€่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™้™ใ‚Šใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ€‚ไป–ใซใฏๅŸŽใฎๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้€ฃไธญใŒใ›ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใ€ๆฐ‘้–“ไบบใฏใฉใ“ใงใ™?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆฐ‘้–“ไบบใฏใ€ ไปŠใชใ‚‰ๆฎดใฃใฆใ‚‚่ชฐใซใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏ่ปไบบใงใ‚‚็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎๆจฉใ‚‚ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚่บซใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎใ€ใฉใ“ใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„ๆฐ‘้–“ไบบใ ใ€‚้•ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใˆ......ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไธๆ„ใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๅˆ€ใงๅฉใ่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ“€ใ‚Œใชๆฐ‘้–“ไบบใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹้จŽๅฃซใซใ™ใ‚‰ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใ€ใฉใ†ๆ€ใ†?ใ€ ่ฟŽๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซใŒๅŸŽๅ†…่ญฆๅ‚™ใซไฝฟใ†ๆ‰‹ๆงใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใŸใพใŸใพ......ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ†?ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไบŒๆœฌใ€ๆงใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸใฎใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฎนๆ˜“ใๅฉใ่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็Ÿณ็•ณใฎไธŠใซใ€้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ่ปขใŒใฃใŸๆ‰‹ๆงใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ็ตถๅฅใ—ใ€ๅŸŽใฎๆ–นใธใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใœ......ใ€ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๆˆปใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‹•ใใฎไธญใงใ€ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆๆงใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๅ‹•ใใฏ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ–นใธใจๆŠผใ—้›†ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‹•ใใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆททไนฑใซไน—ใ˜ใฆใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๅง‹ๆœซใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใช! ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๅ†ท้™ใซ่ฆณๆˆฆใ—ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใพใซ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจ็›ฎใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ท้›ขใŒ้ ใใ€ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใพใงใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ€ใจใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซใฉใ‚‚ใจๅŒ่ชฟใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๆŠผใˆใซๅ›žใ‚‹ใ‹? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎๅœจใ‚Šๆ–นใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ€โ€œๆฐ‘้–“ไบบโ€ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆกใฃใŸใพใพไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใซๆŽดใฟ็›ดใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๆจชใซไบŒๅˆ—ใซไธฆใน! ่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธๆผใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’้˜ฒใ! ......ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆฎฟใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใใพใงๅปบๅ‰ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใฏๅคงไบบใ—ใๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆง˜ใชไบบ้–“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’่‚ฉใซๆ‹…ใŽใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏๅŸŽใธใจๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใงใ™ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆฎฟใŒไฝ™่จˆใชใƒˆใƒฉใƒ–ใƒซใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚็Ž‹้ƒฝใงใฏใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒ็งใฎ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€ๅนณๅ’Œใฎๅฎˆใ‚Šๆ–นใงใ™ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’่žใๆฐ—ใฏ็„กใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่จ€ใ„ๆจใฆใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ้˜ฒๅพกใฎๅˆ—ใธใจๅŠ ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ไธญๅคฎใงใ€ๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใใ€ใ„ใ„ใ•ใ€ ๆ•ตใฏใพใ ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏๆ•ฐใŒๆธ›ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚นใƒšใƒผใ‚นใซไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใงใใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฌก็ฌฌใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒๅข—ใˆใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸๅฒฉใ‚’ใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใฆ่บฑใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’้ž˜ใธใจๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ€้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใจใฏใ€ไฟบใŒใ‚„ใ‚‹ในใใฏใฒใŸใ™ใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใ ใ‘ใ€ใ ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅฐๅฐใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใพใงใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆฉŸไผšใ‚’ๅฅฝๆฉŸใจ่ฆ‹ใฆไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ“ใจใพใงใฏไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚„ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒใฉใ†ๅ‹•ใใ‹ใพใงใฏ่žใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ†ใ—ใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ—ใ€‚ๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๆฅใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใฎไปŠใฎๅŠ›ใ€้ฃŸใ„่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ›ใ‚ใฆ่…นๅ…ซๅˆ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏๆฅฝใ—ใพใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ้Ž–้ŽŒใฎๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ้ก”้ขใธใจๆ‰“ใกไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้Ž–ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้šฃใ‚’้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใŸๆฐ—้…ใ€‚ ใ—ใชใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใใ‚ŒใŒ่…•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†ใฎใ‚’่ฆ–็•Œใฎ็ซฏใงๆ‰ใˆใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใŒใ€ไธ€็ญ‹ใฎๅ‚ทใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ ฌใธใจๅˆปใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒ•ใƒŸ......ๆฎบใ™......ใ€ ๅฐใ•ใช้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ็€ๅœฐใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰็ˆชใซไป˜ใ„ใŸ่ก€ใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใ‚‹่™Žใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅฐๆŸ„ใชไบบ็‰ฉใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่ปใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎ้›†่ฝใ‚’ๅŽปใฃใŸใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 178: My World "I got a cooompletely late start!" (Alyssa) Alyssa, who filled her stomach to her heart's content after hearing that the big dining hall for nobles in the royal castle is for free, dashed through the castle at full speed with tears in her eyes right now. Given that she's running with a full stomach, an unpleasant feeling rises up from her chest to her throat, but she somehow manages to swallow it down. She's angry at herself for only noticing the noise outside the castle when she was about to enjoy her fourth cake after getting caught up in the moment. As a result of catching a knight, who was preparing himself hurriedly for battle inside the castle, and confirming the situation, she learned that a great number of demons had apparently flowed into the plaza in front of the castle. "They have already started!?" (Alyssa) Alyssa pretty much knows about Hifumi's "plan." The final wish of Hifumi of course, and she also knew that he's actually making Queen Imeraria and the other races dance on top of his palm. Why was she told about it? Being given a handicap of possessing this much information ahead of the others, and yet only having few troops at her hand. How she's going to deal with this situation is no more than a "homework" given by Hifumi, the previous feudal lord. "I-I will be scolded...!" (Alyssa) She was careless due to being able to anticipate the course of events. While praying for the safety of her subordinates, she rushes out of the castle. The battle has started, and the short Alyssa can't overlook the whole battlefield, but the soldiers, which sortied from the castle, were standing in a line, frantically holding back the pushing demons. Jumping upon a demon, she kicks his head while climbing the tall wall enclosing the plaza. As the battle has developed into a melee, neither the demons nor the humans can fire arrows or spells. First she discovered Hifumi, who is throwing a remarkably huge presence, in the middle of the plaza, and then she found Origa who swung her iron-ribbed fan at a demon at a slightly distant place, unleashing wind blades at the lowest size even within this melee battle. And, once she spotted Fokalore's soldiers, who were in a defensive formation in a corner of the plaza, on the opposite side of Origa, Alyssa ran on the wall and jumped down in the middle. "Lord-sama!" "Sorry for being tardy! What's the situation?" (Alyssa) "The precise circumstances are unclear!" The vicinity is a melting pot of screams and encouraging yells with desperate fighting going on except at the back of the walls. If one doesn't shout at the top of their lungs, a normal conversation isn't possible either. Some idiot apparently used exploding magic. A couple of demons and humans each were blown away. "The demons suddenly, umm, gushed out of a hole that opened up at the plaza's entrance! Straight after they talked about something with the previous lord, the battle started...the exit from the plaza should be under control by the knight order and the royal army!" What should Fokalore's troops do right now? Hifumi's aim. No, wish. That is "to show what's possible." "The knights, who have appeared from the castle, and the soldiers in the city; who do you think is stronger?" (Alyssa) "Likely the knights. They were trained by the previous lord, weren't they? Besides, the number of demons heading for the castle is still a minority!" "Then it's settled!" (Alyssa) Alyssa went into action and repelled a longsword, which came flying from somewhere, with her wakizashi. "All hands, form two columns! We will cut through a part of the demons' forces located at the plaza's entrance and launch a pincer attack by cooperating with the soldiers over there!" (Alyssa) "Aye, ma'am!" There's no hesitation or doubt. Alyssa decides, the soldiers follow. Those are the movements which Hifumi taught them and which they repeatedly practiced. Nowadays it has turned into a funny story, but back then it was so deeply ingrained into their bodies by training that it made them wonder whether they are going to die. Fokalore's forces might be few, but they are powerful. Right now they are going to prove that once again. "That's right. You guys should move over there." (Hifumi) Watching Fokalore's soldiers vigorously plunge into the demons' forces as if tearing apart a huge cloth, Hifumi chuckles while bisecting a demon into upper and lower body. As for what's going to start from now on, Alyssa hasn't been included in the count. She is a person to be left behind for later. She still has a role to play. Above all, if Fokalore's soldiers genuinely join the fray, Hifumi's prey will decrease. "What's wrong? Use magic. You don't have to hold back." (Hifumi) Loping off one head, Hifumi steps on the foot of another demon that had approached. Crushing the straightly extended kneecap of that demon with a kick, he completely pierces the demon's head with his katana after he fell down. Alongside withdrawing the extracted katana, he cut open the throat of another demon. The soldiers are completely sucked into his movements that are just like a series of dancing steps. "There's still plenty of you guys in stock, right? My life is over here. If you want it, come and take it. However, you have to put your own lives on the line." (Hifumi) With his pitch black left hand he beckons the demons, who are in the direction of the castle. A suddenly approaching fireball he erases with a wave of his left hand. While being surrounded by demons, who have become indecisive due to their comrades being killed in the blink of an eye, Hifumi calmly cleans the katana's blade with a paper. At that point, a loud roar reverberated from the center of the plaza. "Oh, it's finally Balsomething-kun's revival, huh?" (Hifumi) Balzephon's head was stuck from the nose to above on top of Bashim's body that's staggering while trying to cling to the pedestal. Once Balzephon raises yet another yell, his body twitches only once, and then he properly stands upright with his feet planted on the ground. Bashim's face looking upward for the sake of Balzehpon facing forward was oddly misshapen. "What are you doing to the general!?" "Aim at only the head!" The demons in the surroundings target the head with their swords. The right arm of Bashim, which was swung while raising a scream, directly strikes the face of a demon from right in front. Next he skillfully steals the sword from the giddy opponent. And then he strikes down that sword at the head of its original owner. "Oops, I forgot. This is a part of that body." (Hifumi) Bashim's left arm, which Hifumi retrieved from his darkness storage, is spilling fresh blood as if it had be severed moment's ago. Balzephon, who caught that arm, which Hifumi had thrown in his direction, by stabbing it with the sword, pressed it at the spot where it had originally been connected to. Before long the arm, which was dangling heavily, is completely connected to the body. "That's a convenient skill." (Hifumi) Balzehpon's transformed, cloudy eyes glared at the laughing Hifumi. "Uh oh, scary, scary. ...I guess I have to call reinforcements since you're so scary?" (Hifumi) Hifumi breathed in very deeply and screamed with a very loud voice while having his back turned on Balzephon, "Midas! A civilian is under attack by the demons' monster!" (Hifumi) "Sabnak-san, please stay back here. Vaiya-san, go down to the first floor and command the knight order. At the moment, there's still only few demon soldiers. You can probably force them back with ease." (Imeraria) "And then," making a short pause, Imeraria orders, "Take advantage of the demons' annihilation, and restrain Hifumi-sama. An accident of swords and spears flying his way, even if it's several, won't be odd, right? I also believe it necessary to herd the demons into his surroundings to gain total control of the plaza." (Imeraria) "I heard and received your command. Well then." (Vaiya) Vaiya bows, steps backwards only once, and runs off after turning around. I suppose it's not my imagination that the queen's face looks slightly pale. Sabnak himself was against this plan. He knows the reason why she feels anxious about the country's stability, considering Hifumi's nature, or rather his character as well as his outstanding strength. And, I think only when Orsongrande's royalty is left at the end, no one will really stand in their way. "Sabnak-san...Sabnak-san?" (Imeraria) "Ha? Yes, I'm sorry." (Sabnak) He had apparently been deep in thought. "Sabnak-san, what you are thinking about is the same what I'm thinking about." (Imeraria) Imeraria glances at Vepar, who is watching the ongoing battle while on tenterhooks, next to her. "I'm acknowledging that there are extremely many improvements thanks to his influence. But, it's a truth that the matters of this world have to be settled by the people of this world. As someone ruling in this world, I judged that it would be best to remove Hifumi-sama from it." (Imeraria) "...I share your opinion as well." (Sabnak) Apparently having listened to their conversation, Vepar leaned forward across the balcony's handrail while looking over her shoulder. "Honestly spoken, if you allow me to state a childish opinion, it's , Vepar breathed out slightly and laughed. "Don't pull such a face. Even though I may appear like this, I'm serious...the promise between Imeraria and me is just "Let's each other do our best." To compete seriously without any hindrances, that man is an irregular at best." (Vepar) "I have a personal grudge with him as well, though." Vepar stuck out her tongue and laughed. "I also decided to remove him while harboring a personal grudge. Sabnak-san. You are also one of the people who will influence the country's future after Hifumi-sama is gone. I won't tell you to resolve yourself, but please stay levelheaded." (Imeraria) "Look," Imeraria points at the plaza. Over there one could see the knight order pushing back and utterly defeating the demon soldiers heading in the direction of the castle. Even within the overwhelming charge, a single knight was hit by what appears to be magic and collapsed with a spray of blood. "More than proceeding towards battle, forcing battle is a crime. When I summoned Hifumi-sama I didn't consider that at all. The responsibility for that also... The resolve and duty to make someone head towards their death for the sake of an objective. I'm pretty sure that's what I should demonstrate to Hifumi-sama." (Imeraria) "I finally realized that it's a mistake to fight myself." Imeraria smiled feebly. Midas, who plunged into the center of the plaza together with knights and soldiers trying to switch places with Fokalore's troops after hearing Hifumi's yell, finally managed to arrive at the place with Hifumi and Balzehpon who has revived for some reason. Meanwhile the soldiers and demons kill each other in the vicinity, resulting in the number of people whittling down slowly. Even so, Midas wielded his word with the mindset of having to save a civilian. Midas belonged to the Third Knight Order, which was originally focused on investigative mission, for a long time. It was a group that was weak at genuine battle, and yet you cannot say so either. Standing in front of Hifumi while gasping, he looked around him, but as far as he could see, only demons were in sight. Otherwise he could only see the people of the Royal Knight Order pushing away from the castle. "W-Where is the civilian?" (Midas) "He's right in front of you, isn't he?" (Hifumi) "...Wha-?" (Midas) "It's me. I'm the civilian." (Hifumi) Looking at Midas who clenches his fists while saying, "I'm sure no one will complain even if I hit you now," Hifumi laughs. "I'm not a soldier, neither do I hold the command over Fokalore. I'm a civilian as written in the books, who holds a weapon to defend himself. Or am I wrong?" (Hifumi) "...No..." (Midas) While saying so, Hifumi knocked down something that suddenly came flying at him with with his hand. "This pitiable civilian is not only being attacked by demons, but even the knights. What do you think about this situation?" (Hifumi) What was intercepted was a short spear as it's used to guard by the royal knights inside the castle. "Well, this much is just an accident..." (Midas) "Hoh?" (Hifumi) Hifumi easily knocked down another two spears that came flying. Seeing the short spears loudly rolling on the stone paving, Midas was lost for words and then looked in the direction of the castle. "Why...?" (Midas) Within the movement of trying to push back the demons, he found a single knight who is obviously about to throw his spear in this direction. If you go even further, the knight order moves for the sake of gathering and pushing the demons in Hifumi's direction. "I'm sure it's Imeraria's order. I guess she plans to get rid of me, using this disturbance." (Hifumi) "No way! Doing something like that..." (Midas) "Have a look. Your guys' queen is calmly watching this situation." (Hifumi) Midas lifted his face as told. He feels like his eyes met with Imeraria's, but as the distance was too far, he didn't make out her expression. "Now then, Midas. What are you going to do?" (Hifumi) "What, you ask?" (Midas) "Are you going to restrain me in alignment with the royal knights? Or are you going to protect a "civilian" in accordance with a knight's duty?" (Hifumi) After being forced to swing his fist, he grasped the sword, which he had lowered while holding it with his right hand, with both hands and fixed his stance. "All troops, line up in two rows! Prevent the attacks by the Royal Knight Order being hurled this way! ...Hifumi-dono, to the bitter end this is my official stance. I don't consider you a person that will allow for him to be protected obediently." (Midas) Shouldering his sword, Midas turned around towards the castle. "This is for the sake of protecting the royal knights. Hifumi-dono, make sure to not get involved in unnecessary trouble. At least keep it like that in the royal capital. That's my idea of protecting the peace." (Midas) He has no intention to listen to Hifumi's answer. Saying so over his shoulder, Midas joined the defense line. He steps forward in its center. "Humph. Whatever." (Hifumi) There are still enemies left. The number of demons has diminished, but as that resulted in there being more space now, the number of magic attacks is gradually increasing. Hifumi, who dodged an approaching rock by tilting his head to the side, sheathed his katana. Instead he takes out his kusarigama. "All that's left now is to focus on killing." (Hifumi) Hifumi knows that Imeraria's aim is to seal him, but he still doesn't know how. He anticipated that she would likely make a move here, seeing it as a good chance, but he didn't hear how Origa and Puuse are going to move. "Alright, alright. Come at me with your full power. I'm well aware that the current power of this world leaves something to be desired, but at least allow me to enjoy myself at 80%." (Hifumi) Brandishing the kusarigama's counterweight, he flings it into the face of a demon. The instant he tried to pull back the chain, a presence passed next to Hifumi. He perceived that, which displayed flexible movements, swinging its arm at the edge of his vision. He swiftly dodged the attack by inclining his head, however, one long cut is carved into Hifumi's cheek. "Hifumi...kill..." The small person with his tiger-like face landed with a small sound, and licked the blood on his claw while glaring at Hifumi. It was Malfas who left the beastmen settlement after saying that he would join the demon army.magic
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ใ€Œใ ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใฎใ‹......ใ€ ๅ…ˆใปใฉ็ฃไบบใซๆ‹…ใŒใ‚Œใฆ้€€้ฟใ—ใŸ็”ทใ‚‚ใ€ๆฑ—ใ‚’ใณใฃใ—ใ‚‡ใ‚Šใจใ‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใกใพใฃใŸ......่ก—ใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚‰ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ตๅฃซใซๆจใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†็”Ÿๆดปใงใใชใ„ใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ็‹ผ็‹ฝใˆใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ๅฐๆŸ„ใช็ฃไบบๅฐ‘ๅฅณไบŒไบบใŒใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚’ใ‹ใๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฎไบŒไบบใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆšฎใ‚‰ใ™ใฎใฏใฉใ†?ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒๅฃใซใ—ใŸๆๆกˆใซใ€ไบบ้–“ใŸใกใฏไธ€็žฌไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฒใ€…ใจๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใŠ็คผใŒใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅฎถใ‚‚ไฟฎ็†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใพใ ใพใ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚็ฃไบบใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใพใ ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใ—ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎๆๆกˆใซใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚‚ๅŒๆ„ใ—ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ๆญ“่ฟŽใฎๆ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏ็ฃไบบใฎ่ก—ใ ใ—......ใ€ ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ†ไบบ้–“ใฎ็”ทๆ€งใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้•ใ†ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏ?ใ€ ่ฉฑใŒๅ™›ใฟๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒๅ…Ž่€ณใ‚’ใƒ”ใ‚ณใƒ”ใ‚ณใจๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใŸใกไบบ้–“ใซใฏใ€็ฃไบบใฏไธ€ใพใจใ‚ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€่’้‡Žใ˜ใ‚ƒใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘็„กใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚‚ใ€่’้‡Žใซๅ‡บใŸใ‚‰่™Žใ‚„็‹ผใซ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ใ“ใ‚“ใชใตใ†ใซๅˆฅใฎ็จฎๆ—ใŒๆททใ–ใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆ็”Ÿๆดปใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ไปŠๆ›ดไบบ้–“ใŒๆททใ–ใฃใฆใ‚‚่ชฐใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ€ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ไบบ้–“ใ ใ‘ใงใชใ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚‚้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‚„ๅ…Žใ€็พŠใซ่ฑนใ‚„่™Žใ€็Šฌใซ็‹ผใชใฉใ€้•ใ„ใ‚’่จ€ใˆใฐ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚‚็ฟ’ๆ…ฃใ‚‚ใ‚ญใƒชใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใซใฏโ€œไบบ้–“ใฎ็คพไผšใจใ‚‚็ฃไบบใฎ็คพไผšใจใ‚‚้•ใ†ใ€็•ฐ่ณชใชๅ ดๆ‰€โ€ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‚ชใ„ไบบใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€่ชฐใŒๆฅใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใญใˆใ€ใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซๅŒๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฃไบบใซๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸไบบ้–“ใจใ€ไบบ้–“ใซๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸ็ฃไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใฎ่จ€ใ†ใจใŠใ‚Šใ ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใงๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ็ฃไบบใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใŒใšใ„ใฃใจใ€็Šฌ็ฃไบบใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้ผปๅ…ˆใฎไผธใณใŸ้ก”ใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใ‚„ๅๅฎŸใจใ‚‚ใซใƒฌใƒ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎไปฃ่กจใงใ‚„ใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠไบŒไบบใŒใ„ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฅใฏ่จ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŸใกใŒใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ›žใ™ใจใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏ็š†็ฌ‘้ก”ใง้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๅผพใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ไบบ้–“ใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฏไบบ้–“ใงใ‚‚ๆญ“่ฟŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†......?ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ€ใงใ‚‚้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ้ป™ใฃใกใ‚ƒใ„ใชใ„ใœใ€ ใจใฆใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅฎ‰ไฝใฎๅœฐใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€ใจไบบ้–“ใŸใกใฏใพใ ่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใ‚‰ใซ่ฝใก็€ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจๅ„ชใ—ใ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ็ถšใ„ใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใŠๅŸŽใฎๆ–นใซ่กŒใฃใŸใฏใšใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŸใถใ‚“ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใฒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจใฏ?ใ€ ไบบ้–“ใŸใกใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ ใ‘ใง่กจใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๆ•ฐๆ—ฅ้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใใŸ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ€็‰นใซ่จ“็ทดใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใŸ่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใฎ้€ฃไธญใฏใ€ๆฏ›็šฎใงใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใซใใ„ใŒ้’ใ–ใ‚ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸไบบ้–“ใŸใกใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๅคงๅค‰ใชไบ‹ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใ ใ‘ใฏๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚Œใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใซ่กŒใใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆๅŸŽใŒ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใง?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‰ใซใ€ใŠๅŸŽใซ่กŒใฃใฆ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใจ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ†ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ไปŠใฏ......ใ€ ใŸใ‚ๆฏใจๅ…ฑใซ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏใ€ใพใ ใพใ ็ถšใใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบบ้–“ใจใฎไบ‰ใ„ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆžๆ†‚ใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใจๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใƒฏใ‚ฑใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ไบบ้–“ใซใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ่™Ž็ฃไบบใŒ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒโ€œ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„โ€ใ ใ‘ใงๅธฐใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒ็„กใ„ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅ…จใใ ใ€‚้€ƒใ’ๅธฐใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซ้€ฃไธญใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใจใฏ้™ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใฃใฆใ“ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๆˆฆใ„ใฏ็„กใ„ใชใ€ ่งฃๆ•ฃใ ใจๅฃใ€…ใซ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใŒๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใพใงใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่ˆˆๅฅฎๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซ่ชžใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎถ่ทฏใซใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ–ใ‚Šๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใŸใกใซใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒใƒใƒ‹ใ‚ซใƒŸใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅฏใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠใ„ใงใ‚ˆใ€ ใ”้ฃฏใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆๅˆใ‚ใฆ็ฉบ่…นๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸไบบ้–“ใŸใกใฏใ€้€ฃใ‚Œ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซ็€ใ„ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๅฑๆƒงใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใšใฃใจๆ—ฉใๅŽๆŸใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใŒ็Ž‹ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใใพใงใซๆฎบใ—ใŸๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎไบบ้–“ใฏ30ๅไปฅไธŠใ€‚ๅคœ้–“ใซ็Ž‹ๆ—ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚„้จŽๅฃซใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่จˆ็ฎ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......!ใ€ ็Ž‹ใŒใ€็ฃไบบใ‚’ๅฌฒใฃใŸๅพŒ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅฏๅฎคใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚็ฃไบบใฎๅฅณใ‚’็‰ขใธๆˆปใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบบใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š็œ ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็Ž‹ใฎ็ฟ’ๆ…ฃใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๅฝ“็•ชใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฏๅคœใฎๆฑบใพใฃใŸๆ™‚้–“ใซๅŸŽใฎไธญๆžขใธใจ่ถณใ‚’้‹ใถใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้€š่ทฏใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใซใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ใกใŽใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Š่…นใซ็ฉดใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸๆญปไฝ“ใŒ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ่‹ฆๆ‚ถใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงๅค‰ใ ! ไพตๅ…ฅ่€…ใ !ใ€ ไบŒไบบ็ต„ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅซใณใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ทŠๆ€ฅไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ ใจ็Ž‹ใฎๅฏๅฎคใธใจ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใฃ......ใ€ ๅฎคๅ†…ใซใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ‰ไบบใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ€‚ ็Ž‹ใฎ็‚บใซ็‰ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็Œซ็ฃไบบใฎๅฅณใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎไธปๅ›ใงใ‚ใ‚‹็Ž‹ใ€ใใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใฎ็„กใ„ๅทจๆผขใฎ็†Š็ฃไบบใ€‚ ็Œซ็ฃไบบใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„ๆ–นๅ‘ใธๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€็Ž‹ใ‚‚ๅŒๆง˜ใซ้ฆ–ใŒๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใฒใจ็›ฎใงใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚็†Š็ฃไบบใฏ้ฆ–ใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคฅใ—ใ„้‡ใฎ่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใ€ๅˆƒ็‰ฉใงๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้ฆ–ใฏใกใŽใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ๅ…จใๆƒณๅฎšๅค–ใฎ็Šถๆณใซใ€ๅˆคๆ–ญใŒใงใใชใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅŒๅƒšใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใฏๅŒๅƒšใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ“ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ๅคงๅ‹ขใฎๅฃฐใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซ่กŒใฃใŸ้€ฃไธญใŒๅธฐใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ......ใ‚“ใ‚“?ใ€ ๅฏๅฎคใฎ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ€่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆๆฅใŸ้›†ๅ›ฃใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‡ใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ€็ด ใฃ้ “็‹‚ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰่ตฐใฃใฆใ“ใฃใกใซๆฅใฆใ‚‹ใชใ€‚้จŽๅฃซใฎๅงฟใ‚‚็„กใ„......ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ‘ใ€ ไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใฎใ‘ใฆ็ช“ใฎๅค–ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸๅŒๅƒšใฏใ€ๆพๆ˜Žใฎๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚’้ ผใ‚Šใซๅฟ…ๆญปใงๅŸŽใธใจ้€ƒใ’ใฆใใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ใใฎ็›ฎใซๆ‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใใใใ•ใจไธŠๅŠ่บซใฎ้Žงใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ‹ใซ็€ใฆใ„ใŸ้บปใฎๆœใ ใ‘ใฎๅงฟใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ€้จŽๅฃซใŒใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ้€ƒใ’ใฆใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚่กจๆƒ…ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€ ่„›ใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒไธญใ€…ๅค–ใ‚Œใšใ€่…ฐใซใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใง้ฉๅธฏใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Šถๆณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚ใ€‚็Ž‹ๆง˜ใจ็ฃไบบใฎ็›ธ่จŽใกใชใฎใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ’ค้€€ใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚็ฃไบบใซใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Š่ฒ ใ‘ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ่บซ่ปฝใซใชใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ๅ‰ฃๅธฏใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘็›ดใ—ใฆ้•ทๅ‰ฃใจ่ฒกๅธƒใ ใ‘ใฏ่…ฐใซๆใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ๆ”ปใ‚ใฎ้ƒจ้šŠใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹็ฃไบบใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใŠใ€ไฟบใ‚‚่กŒใ!ใ€ ๆ€ฅใ„ใง้Žงใ‚’่„ฑใ„ใ ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€้€ฃใ‚Œ็ซ‹ใฃใฆ็Ž‹ใฎๅฏๅฎคใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‚‚ใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ€็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฃใฎไธ€้ƒจใซ้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๆŽ›ใ‘ใ€ๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใถใ‚‰ไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใ‚‹ใฃใจๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆ้€ƒใ’ๅธฐใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€็ฃไบบใŒ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๆฅใฆใชใ„ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ๅˆคๆ–ญใฏๆ‚ชใใชใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€่ฆณๅฏŸใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใจใ“ใผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅ›ฝใฎ ็Ž‹ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‹ฆ็—›ใจๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใ€ๅฃฎ็ตถใฎไธ€่จ€ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคไธ€ไบบใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใŒๅคงใใ™ใŽใŸใชใ€‚ใ„ใชใใชใ‚‹ใจใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใง็ฉดใŒใ‚ใใ€‚็Ž‹ใŒ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚‚้€ƒใ’ใŸใ‚Šใฏใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๅพŒใฏใƒฌใƒ‹ใŸใกใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅŸŽใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅŸŽๅ†…ใซๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅคšใใฎๆญปไฝ“ใจใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใซ็œ ใ‚‹ไฝใฟ่พผใฟใฎไฝฟ็”จไบบใŸใกใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€้€ƒใ’ๅปถใณใฆ็Ž‹ใธใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆƒจ็ŠถใŒ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฏๅคงๆททไนฑใธใจ้™ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ๆ”ปใ‚ใงใ€ๅ…ˆ้™ฃใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ็ชๆ’ƒใ—ใ€ไธธๅคชใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใงๅนใ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅปƒๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใง็“ฆ็คซใซๅŸ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้‡‘ๅฑž้Žงใฏ่ƒธใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒ้™ฅๆฒกใ—ใ€้€ฃ็ต้ƒจๅˆ†ใฏๆญชใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใฆใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ๅ…จๆ็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€็ฃไบบใŒ่ก—ใ‚’็ฏ‰ใใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ€ ่ชžใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฎ้ก”ใŒๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฃๅ…ƒใซใฏ้‹ญใ„็‰™ใŒ็”Ÿใˆใ€้ก”ใŒๆš—ใ„ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚่€ณใฏ้‹ญใๅฐ–ใ‚Šใ€็ดฐ้ขใ‚‚็›ธใพใฃใฆใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง็ซฅ่ฉฑใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฃไบบใจไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๆ•ตๅฏพใ•ใ›ใ‚‹็ญ–ใฏใ†ใพใ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใซๅŒ–ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใ€‚ใใ„ใคใฏ่žใๆจใฆใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใชใ€ ็‹ฌใ‚Š่จ€ใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚ŠใŒใ€ไธๆ„ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏใ€ๅ‚ทใ‚’่ฒ ใฃใŸใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„็ด ๆ—ฉใ•ใง่ปขใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‹พใ„ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฎไบ‹ใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ•ใฃใ่จ€ใฃใŸโ€œ็ฃไบบใจไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๆ•ตๅฏพใ•ใ›ใ‚‹โ€ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใจ่ฉณใ—ใๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ‹ใ€ ๆš—ใŒใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ‡บใฆใใŸใฎใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅก’ใซๅธฐใ‚‹ใŸใ‚้จŽๅฃซใฎๆญปไฝ“ใŒๆŠ˜ใ‚Š้‡ใชใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ๅ…ฅๅฃใ‚’้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅปƒๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ไผบใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ทใ„่€ณใ ใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‹?ใ€ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใฏ้ก”่‰ฒใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใชใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๆฒนๆ–ญใชใๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใŒๅ”พใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใช็”ŸใใŸไบบๅฝขใฉใ‚‚ใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ไฟบใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจๅ‘ผใถ็จฎๆ—ใฎไธ€ไบบใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใฏ่ชฐใ ? ็ฃไบบใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใŸ้€ฃไธญใจใฏ้•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใฏๅฑ้™บใ ใ€ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‹˜ใŒๅซใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ๅค‰่บซใฏๅพ—ๆ„ใงใ‚‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏใใ“ใพใง่‡ชไฟกใŒใชใ„ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใซใจใฃใฆใ€ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้›ฃใ—ใใ†ใ ใ€ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใƒ•ใƒชใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚’!......ใฏใ?ใ€ ๅพ—ๆ„ใช้›ท้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใกใ€ๅ‹ใกใ‚’็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€้›ทใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ—ใฆๆ”พใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅฏธ้‰„็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆๅ‘ฝไธญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ป’็„ฆใ’ใซใชใฃใŸๅฏธ้‰„ใŒๅบŠใซ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ—ฉใใ€ๆŠœใๆ‰“ใกใซๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ€ใŒใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฎไธก่ถณใ‚’่–™ใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ่†ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‹ใ‚’ใƒใƒƒใ‚ตใƒชใจๆŒใฃใฆ่กŒใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏใ€ๅฐป้ค…ใ‚’ใคใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่‹ฆ็—›ใซๆญชใ‚€้ก”ใฎใพใพใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฑ•้–‹ใ—ใŸ้—‡ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฎ่…นใฎไธŠใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ถณใŒไน—ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใจไธก่ถณใ‚’ๅคฑใ„ใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅบŠใซๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใง้ก”ใ‚’็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็—›่ฆšใŒ้ˆใ„ใจใ‹ใฎ็‰นๆ€งใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’่žใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใŒใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใŒไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ†้…ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใฎ็ฃไบบใฏใ€็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซไบบ้–“ใจ่ก็ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎไบบ้–“ใŒๆธ›ใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๅˆฅใซใ„ใ„ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ญ”ใˆใซใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใจ็ฃไบบใŒไบ‰ใ†ใ€‚ๅคงใ„ใซ็ตๆง‹ใ€‚้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ใจ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๅซŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎไป•ๆฅญใ‹ใ€‚ใŠใ‹ใ’ใง้šๅˆ†ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚็Ž‹ใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ็•ฐๅธธใซ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๅซŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ๅฎน่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚็Ž‹ใŒ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๅคœไผฝใซไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‚‚่…‘ใซ่ฝใกใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒๆ‰‡ๅ‹•ใ—ใฆ็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซ็ฃไบบๆŽ’ๆ–ฅใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ ใใ‚ŒใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใฏๅฅฝ้ƒฝๅˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚็Ž‹ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใปใฉ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆฏ›ๅซŒใ„ใ—ใ€ใพใ ใใฎไพกๅ€ค่ฆณใŒๆตธ้€ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅนณๆฐ‘ใฏ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€่ก—ใฎไบบ้–“ใ€่’้‡Žใฎ็ฃไบบใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎ็ฃไบบใจไบบ้–“ใฎ3ๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚็Ž‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฏ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใ€่’้‡Žใฎ็ฃไบบใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใซใ‚ใ‚‹่ก—ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใฎ้–“ใซๆŒŸใพใ‚Œใฆใ€ใƒใƒ“ใŸใกใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๆททๅˆใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่‡ช่ก›ใจ้‹ๅ–ถใซ่ฟฝใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎใใ›ใซไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๅฑ้™บใซๅฐŽใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ้ฉšใใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’็ธฆใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ2ใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒ้ง„็›ฎใ ใ€‚ไธ‰ใคๅทดใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ€้ง†ใ‘ๅผ•ใใ‚„้˜ฒ่ก›ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚‚ๅทฅๅคซใ—ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบบใŒ่กŒใๆฅใ™ใ‚‹็ช“ๅฃใ‚‚ใงใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ไบบๅฃใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใŸๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฒใฃใใ‚Šใชใ—ใซๅค‰ๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚‹็‚บใซ้ ญใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ€ใจๆบ€่ถณใ’ใซ้ ทใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€็‹‚ใฃใฆใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹......ใ€‚ไฟบใŸใก้ญ”ไบบใฏไบบ้–“ใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๆœ‰ๅˆฉใซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€็ฃไบบใจไบบ้–“ใฎๅฏพ็ซ‹ใ‚’็…ฝใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใพใ•ใ‹ไบบ้–“ใซๅˆฉ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ”่‹ฆๅŠดใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎไธŠๅธใซใฏไผใˆใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใ‚ใ€ ้€กๅทกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏ็ด ็›ดใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใ„ใ‚‹ๆฃฎใฎๆ›ดใซๅฅฅใ€‚ใใ“ใซไฟบใŸใก้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ›ฝใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸ็จ‹ๅบฆใงๅ›ณใซไน—ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ“ใงๅœฐ็„ใ‚’ๅ‘ณใ‚ใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ ใ€ ๅฐใ•ใช้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅˆ€ใŒใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆŽใญใŸใ€‚
Due to someone stuttering [F-Fall back!] , the soldiers, in whose presence the gut-wrenching scene of the knights getting completely crushed took place, escaped from the battlefield with each of them wrestling to be first to get away. Those words were a petition, released by a mere soldier as he succumbed to panic, but there's no one caring about that. By clinging to the lure called retreat, they chose to run away from this place without caring about their responsibilities. Watching the soldiers' ranks falling apart in their escape, scattering all over, without any of their orderly fortitude from before the battle, the beastmen shouted in exultation. "Alright, it went well!" However, different to the beastmen, who were all smiles, the humans' reactions were inclining towards bewilderment. Welcoming the beastmen, who returned to the slums, with cheers, the beastmen, waiting for their return, received them warmly albeit slightly roughly. However, the humans came together and murmured about their anxieties from now on. "I-Is it alright...?" Even the man, who was not long ago saved by being carried away by a beastman, said that while drenched in sweat. "The knights were killed... won't we be killed by the other knights once we return to the city?" "If we get blamed by the soldiers, our lives will already..." Two small beastgirls push their way through the slums' beastmen and walk up to the panicking humans. It's Helen and Reni. "So, how about living here?" (Reni)magic The humans didn't know for a moment what to say to the suggestion provided by Reni without hesitation. "Though there are many various things, you taught me, I want to thank you for, there are still houses that need repairs. There's plenty things left to do." (Reni) "That's right, isn't it? There are also many things we still don't understand, if it's only us beastmen." (Helen) Helen agrees with Reni's suggestion, too. The beastmen in the surroundings are showing a supportive attitude as well. "But, this place is the city of beastmen..." Reni was puzzled over a perplexed male human. "... Is there any difference?" (Reni) "Ha?" Seeing that their talk isn't meshing, Helen laughed with her rabbit ears moving with a *ping ping* "You humans probably look at the beastmen as one pack, but in the wastelands there's nothing like that. Me and Reni might get attacked by tigers and wolves too, if we go into the wastelands." (Helen) "No one will mind the humans blending in at this point when we are living by mixing with other races anyway", is what Helen says. Due to those words not only the humans, but also the beastmen looked at each other. The ones who are currently at this location are humans, rabbits, sheep, leopards, tigers, dogs, wolves, etc. If one were to talk about differences, there would be no end to mismatching appearances and customs. "Since this place seems to be "A heterogeneous place different from the humans' and beastmen's society" going by Hifumi-san's words, isn't it fine for everyone to join as long as they aren't bad people?" (Reni) "Right?" Once Reni asked for confirmation from her, Helen showed a wry smile and nodded. "There are humans, who got used to beastmen, and beastmen, who got used to humans. I think it's just as that man says. However, I don't believe it's something to be decided by Reni and me." (Helen) "No, isn't it fine?" (Gengu) From among the group of beastmen, Gengu stuck out his face with its long dogman-like nose. "Because Helen-san and Reni-san are the representatives of this city in name and reality at present, no one will complain, if it's okay with the two of you ~ssu." (Gengu) Being struck by Gengu's speech, Helen and Reni turn around their heads in a circle and see all the beastmen in the vicinity nodding with smiles. Showing a smiling face close to bursting, Reni faced the humans. "Since it's as you've heard, this city will welcome humans, too." (Reni) "T-Thank you...?" "H-However, the knights and soldiers won't stay silent about this." "You can't absolutely call this a safe place to live in", the humans were in a state of being unable to calm down yet, but Reni gently talked to them in order to have them regain their presence of mind. And due to what she said next, the beastmen at this place were lost for words. "Since Hifumi-san should have gone to the castle, it will probably work out somehow, won't it?" (Reni) "H-Hifumi-san, you say?" The humans don't properly know about Hifumi, who didn't show his face unless to give instructions to Helen and Reni. However, the beastmen, who encountered him in these few days, especially the bunch of the vigilante corps, which participated in the training, are showing pale faces, hard to recognize due to their fur. The humans, who noticed their state, only sensed that something terrible was going on. "R-Reni-san, you said that Hifumi-san has gone to the human city, but why is he headed for the palace, I wonder ~ssu?" (Gengu) "Because he told me before that it's necessary to go to the castle and talk with the king, he is probably now..." (Reni) The beastmen, who dropped their shoulders while sighing, believed that the strife with the humans will continue for a long time to come yet, but they sighed as it seems to have become a needless worry. "W-What's this about?" A single tigerman answered to a human, who doesn't comprehend. "The problem is that there's no way for Hifumi-san to just return after "talking."" "Good grief. The ones welcoming the bunch of soldiers, which ran home, won't just be the surviving soldiers." "Well, then there won't be any battles for a while." With these words signalling the breakup, the beastmen headed home while chatting somewhat excitedly about the battle some time ago. Helen calls out to the humans, who are left behind overcome with surprise, while being bashful. "Oh well, since we have a place for you to sleep, follow me." (Helen) "There's food as well", being told that, the humans, who began to feel the emptiness in their stomachs for the first time, came to Reni and went with her. The slums' battle came to a conclusion far quicker than anyone expected. The number of humans within the castle, who were killed until Salgu finally arrived at the king's chamber, had been more than 30. The count is mostly compromised of soldiers and knights, who were killed protecting the royal chambers at night. "T-This is...!" For the sake of cleaning up the king's night fun with the beastwoman, the soldiers head towards the bedroom. Given that it was the king's habit to restfully sleep by himself after returning the beastwomen to the prison, the soldiers on duty show up in the centre of the castle at the time, which was set as night-time, but what they found there wasn't the usual scenery. The halls are littered with corpses, which had their heads torn off or holes ripped into their bellies. All of them were showing an expression of anguish while grasping their weapons tightly. "It's a disaster! There's an intruder!" While shouting that, the two soldiers leaped into the king's bedroom in a state of emergency. "Uh..." What they discovered inside are three corpses. The catwoman, who was taken out of the prison on behalf of the king, the king, who is their lord, and a giant bearman, they don't remember. The catwoman's head is twisted in an impossible direction. They understand at a glance that the king's neck has been broken in the same way, too. The bearman is shedding a great amount of blood from parts of the head and his neck has been torn to pieces apparently sliced up by an edged tool. "W-What shall we do?" Because of the completely unforeseen situation, the soldier, who can't decide, addresses his colleague. Even his colleague doesn't know what would be good to do. And from outside they can hear the voices of a crowd drawing near. "Looks like the folks, who went to the slums, came back... mmh?" The soldier, who observed the circumstances from the bedroom's window, stares at the approaching group and screamed in a hysteric voice. "They are recklessly running this way. The knights can't be seen anywhere either..." "Move away." The colleague, who confirmed the situation outside the window after pushing his comrade away, perceived the soldiers, who have desperately come escaping to the castle, relying on the lights of torches with his eyes. The soldier, who looked at that for a short while, hurriedly removes the armour of the upper half of his body causing him to be in a state of only wearing the linen cloth below. "What are you doing?" "Running away." "Those guys have likely run away once the knights were done in. I looked at their expressions." As the lower leg part doesn't want to come off readily, he cuts the leather belt with the knife, which was affixed to his hips. "Look at the situation. It's plain as day that the king and the beastman simultaneously killed each other, right? Besides, there's also the premature withdrawal from the slums. They were probably easily defeated by the beastmen." The soldier, who lightened down his weight, hung the fixed sword belt at his waist with only his longsword and wallet. "If you stay here as is, you will be killed by the beastmen, who are chasing the assault unit, which attacked the slums." "... I-I will go too!" Taking off the armour in a rush, the soldier accompanied his comrade and left the king's bedroom behind. Hifumi appeared from the window in the room, with no one being there. Hooking the kusarigama at a part of the wall, Hifumi, who hang onto it by grasping the counterweight, turns around and looks at the soldiers, who came scurrying home. "If you watch properly, you will probably grasp that they aren't chased by beastmen." (Hifumi) Even while judging the decision to escape as not bad, he complained that their observation wasn't sufficient. "Well, it's fine. The country's chains came off." (Hifumi) He looks at the king's corpse. His expression of rage and agony is a sublime comment. "This fellow's existence was too large. He will leave just as much of a hole, once he disappears. If the king had survived, the soldiers probably wouldn't have escaped either." (Hifumi) The rest is the job of Reni's group What remained within the castle is only a large amount of corpses and the live-in servants, who were sleeping without realizing anything. And, discovering the tragic scene due to a soldier, who went to report to the king after escaping safely, the castle fell into chaos. Zebul was blown away by a single hit with a log when he charged as vanguard in the assault on the slums, but he survived while being burred under the rubble within a deserted house. The chest part of his metallic armour has caved in and it's in a state of being a total loss no matter how you look at it as the joints are bent. "Anyhow, I didn't think that the beastmen would build a city. Oh well, it's fine." (Zebul) Zebul's face transforms while talking. Growing sharp fangs in his mouth, his face turns into a dark green. Coupled with a slender face, his ears become pointed. He's just like an elf from fairy-tales. "The plan to have the humans and beastmen go against each other didn't go well. There's no necessity to take the shape a noble of this country anymore either." (Zebul) "Sorry. That can't be allowed to pass." He intended to speak to himself, however Zebul, who was suddenly called out by someone, rolled over with a speed, one wouldn't expect of someone injured, and picked up his sword. "Who's there?" (Zebul) "You don't have to worry about me. Rather than that, can you tell me a little bit more details about the "humans and beastmen go against each other" part, you talked about just now?" The one who smoothly appeared from within the darkness was Hifumi. As he was making way through the slums' entrance, which was packed with corpses of knights, in order to return to his hideout, he sensed a presence in a deserted house and decided to have a look. "You have long ears. An elf, huh?" (Hifumi) "Besides, you look unwell", due to Hifumi tilting his head to the side, Zebul, who prepared his sword warily, spit out, "Don't lump me together with such living dolls. I'm of the race which is called demon race by the humans. Putting that aside, who the hell are you, bastard? You seem to be different from the bunch that was together with the beastmen, but..." (Zebul) While talking, Zebul prepared his magic. , is what his senses are screaming at him. For Zebul, whose speciality lies with shape-shifting and who doesn't have much of confidence in his combat prowess, it will be tough to directly compete by sword, he judged. The instant Hifumi opened his mouth, Zebul pretended to raise the sword overhead and quickly stretched out his right hand in front of him. "Thunderbolt! ... Haa?" (Zebul) Releasing his prided thunder magic, Zebul was certain of his victory, however the thunder travelled towards the suntetsu, that was thrown out from Hifumi's chest, and hit that instead. Faster than the suntetsu, which became burnt black, hitting the ground, both of Zebul's legs were scythed down by the katana, released with a nukiuchi. "Aaaaaaaah!" (Zebul) Zebul, who had anything below his knees taken away by a single stroke, fell on his backside. As his face distorted in pain, Zebul throws the sword in his left hand, but it was swallowed up by the darkness magic cast by Hifumi. "Demon, eh?" (Hifumi) Hifumi placed his foot on top of Zebul's belly. Having lost his sword and both his legs, Zebul, whose body was pushed onto the ground, has a red face filled with anger. Has he also the trait to dull his sense of pain or such? "So, let's hear the answer to the previous question?" (Hifumi) "Bastard, no matter what you fucker do, it's too late. Swordland's beastmen will likely reach the point of pro-actively clashing with the humans. You can't stop the dwindling of humans in this country anymore." (Zebul) "Ah, that's actually fine with me." (Hifumi) Zebul opened his eyes widely due to Hifumi's reply. "Humans and beastmen are going to oppose each other. That's very nice. It was your guys' doing that the soldiers and knights hated the beastmen profusely, wasn't it? Thanks to that, it became very easy for me to do my things." (Hifumi) Hifumi felt a doubt. Although the soldiers and knights, including the king, have hated the beastmen abnormally, they expressly approved the existence of the slums. It didn't make sense for the king to use beastwoman for sex either. "This is likely very recent. You aimed at beastmen ostracism by actively inciting it." (Hifumi) That was very convenient for Hifumi. The antipathy was still limited to the people close to the king. The commoners, who still haven't had those values drummed into them, accepted the beastmen. "With this the 3 human powers, the human city, the wastelands' beastmen and the slums' beastmen drifted apart. If the king was killed, the nobles wouldn't accept the beastmen. The wastelands' beastmen naturally won't participate in a city, which lies in the humans' country. Being caught in-between, the pipsqueaks "Bastard, despite being a human yourself, you are leading the humans into peril." (Zebul) Hifumi nods toward the enraged Zebul. "2 groups are no good. If it doesn't become a 3-way-struggle, they won't use their brains to strategize and defend themselves. There won't be any scheming in battles either. That's because it would be possible for contact people to come and go. The force, including the population, will probably continue to fluctuate from now on." (Hifumi) "They will have to use their heads in order to survive", Hifumi nods in satisfaction. "Y-You are mad... For the sake of the battle with the humans to become advantageous for us demons, we instigated the confrontation between humans and beastmen, however... to actually be used by a human..." (Zebul) "I have put you through trouble. Teach me your guys' whereabouts since I will report to your superior." (Hifumi) Although displaying hesitation, Zebul obediently answered, "It's deep within the elves' forest. There you will find our demon races' country. If you get carried away for just having killed me, you will suffer hell there." (Zebul) "Is that so? I'm looking forward to it." (Hifumi) With a small sound, Hifumi's katana beheaded Zebul.
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35.Celebrity ใ€ๅ‡บๆˆปใ‚Šใฏ่‚ฉ่บซใŒ็‹ญใ„ใ€‘ ๅ†ใณๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ใฎๅ…ตใ‚’้…็ฝฎใ—็›ดใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฏไธ€ๅบฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใพใงๅผ•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ไผ‘ใพใ›ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใฎไฟฎ็†ใ‚„ๆ”นไฟฎใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฆ‹็ซ‹ใฆใงใฏใ€ๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒๆŒ™ๅ…ตใ—ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใซใฏ1ใƒถๆœˆ่ฟ‘ใใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœฌๆฅใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅˆ†ๆ•ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตใ‚’็ณพๅˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚็›ธๅฝ“ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใ†ใˆใ€ๆ˜Ž็ขบใชๅ›ฝๅฎถๅ…ƒ้ฆ–ใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใชใ„ไปฅไธŠใ€ๆŒ‡ๆฎๆจฉใงๆ‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ปใฎ็ทจๆˆใซใ‚‚ใŸใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซๆ”ปใ‚ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ็ตฑๆฒปใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๅฟ™ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ†ใˆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ†…ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใงใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎๆญ้ †ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’็คบใ—ใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใใฎๅ‡ฆ็†ใ‚‚ๅฟ…่ฆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซใคใใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€็„กๆกไปถใซๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใชใ€‚ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฏ็ถšใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใฏใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใ—ใ“ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ไฝฟ่€…ใซใฏใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไผใˆใพใ™ใ€ ๆญ้ †ใ‚’ไผใˆใซๆฅใŸไฝฟ่€…ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซๅ–ใ‚Šใพใจใ‚ๅฝนใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ไบ‹ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆˆฆๅพŒใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไฝ“ใ€ไฟบใฏ็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใจใ‹ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅ™จใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ—ฉใ‚ใซๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใ‚’ๆ•™่‚ฒใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ไบบ้›†ใ‚ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๅฏใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฟœๆŽฅใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใง่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆŽก็‚นใฏ้žๅธธใซๅŽณใ—ใใ€ใพใ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅˆๆ ผใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซใŠๅฎขๆง˜......ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ......ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ ๆฅใŸใ‹ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ—คใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใพใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆดป่บใฏไผใ‚ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่ป้šŠใ‚’ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ่ขซๅฎณใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใšใซๆ’ƒ้€€ใ—ใŸใฃใฆใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ€ ๅฟœๆŽฅใซ้€šใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใฃใฆๅบงใฃใŸใŒใ€ไผš่ฉฑใŒ็ถšใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้‡่‹ฆใ—ใ„็ฉบๆฐ—ใฎไธญใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฆ‹้€ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใง?ใ€ ใ—ใฉใ‚ใ‚‚ใฉใ‚ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฅๅฎขใจ่žใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใš็ซ‹ใกๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸ้ก”ใฏใ€ใ™ใฃใจ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆถˆใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆฅใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใพใ‚ๅบงใ‚Œใ€ 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้ŽๅŽปใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๅง”ๅ“กใ‚‚ใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆ”ฟๆฒปใจใฏ็„ก็ธใงๆฐ‘่ก†ใซๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ ใจใ„ใ†ๅฐ่ฑกใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎไธ€้€ฃใฎใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ‹•ใใซใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅฝฑใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆ้š ใ‚Œใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็Ž‹ใฎๆญปใงไฝ•ใ‹ๆ€ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ„ใ†ไบบๆใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใ‹ใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใŒใ€็Ž‹ไฝ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟไบˆๅฎšใฎ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’ๅทฎใ—็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใšใ‚Œใซใ›ใ‚ˆใ€็ฟใฎ่จ€ใ†ใจใŠใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใช่ฌ›ๅ’Œใจใฏใชใ‚‰ใšใซๆธˆใ‚€ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ็›ฎๆจ™ใจใ—ใฆใฏไธ€ๅฎšใฎๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ๅฏพ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ๅ›ณใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใง่‰ฏใ„ใฎใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅ…ตใฏใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๆ•ฐใซใชใ‚‹?ใ€ ใใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใŸไพๅพ“ใŒๅ…จๅ“กใซๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’้…ๅธƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ 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ใ€Œใฉใ‚“ใชใซๆ€ฅใ„ใงใ‚‚ใ€้›†็ตใซ3้€ฑ้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰้ƒจ้šŠใ‚’ๆ•ด็†ใ—ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅฅช้‚„ไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใฒใจๆœˆ็จ‹ๅ…ˆใงใ™ใชใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚Œใพใงใซ็‰ฉ่ณ‡ใชใฉใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚ๅฟŒใ€…ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅปบๅ›ฝๅฒไธŠๆœ€ๅคงใฎๅ…ตๅŠ›้›†็ตใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฏ้ซ˜ๆšใ—ใŸ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏๅˆฉ็›Šใฎๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใงๅ–งใ€…ๅ›‚ใ€…ใ€ๅ ดๅˆใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏ็ฝตใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎๅ ดใ ใฃใŸใฎใŒใ€ๅˆฉ็›Šใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใง็šฎ่‚‰ใซใ‚‚ๆ„่ญ˜ใฎ็ตฑไธ€ใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฎ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใŒใ“ใ“ใพใงๅ††ๆป‘ใซ้€ฒใ‚“ใ ไบ‹ใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ€ๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใชๅ……่ถณๆ„Ÿใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใ‚ใจใฏๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซๆœŸๅพ…ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ้ ทใ„ใฆใ€ๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฏ้–‰ไผšใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจๅŒใ˜ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎๅ€‹ๅฎคใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ซ‹ๆดพใชใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใจๆ–‡ๆœบใŒ่จญใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅบƒใ•ใ‚‚็Ž‹้ƒฝใงๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฎฟใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ไธ‰ใคๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‚่ถณใ‚Šใชใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ไฝใ‚€ไธ–็•ŒใŒ้•ใฃใกใ‚ƒใŸใฎใ‹ใญใ‡ใ€ ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซ่…ฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใ€ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅ…ˆใปใฉๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸไพๅฅณใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใงใ“ใฎ้คจใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ้ ˜ไธป้คจ1้šŽใฏใ€ๅ…จ้ข็š„ใซๆ”น่ฃ…ใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎไผš่ญฐๅฎคใจไบ‹ๅ‹™ๅฎคใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆญฃ้ขๅ…ฅๅฃใฏๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅคงใใ่งฃๆ”พใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‹กๅผตใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅ…ฅๅฃใ‚’ๅ…ฅใฃใŸๆญฃ้ขใซ5ไบบใปใฉใฎ่ทๅ“กใŒไธฆใ‚“ใงๅ—ไป˜ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฟใŸใ„ใซ่ทๅ“กใŒไธฆใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่ก—ใฎไฝไบบใฏๅ…จใฆ็™ป้Œฒใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅ‡บ็”Ÿใ‚„ๆญปไบกใ€ๅฉšๅงปใฏๅฑŠๅ‡บใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจ็พฉๅ‹™ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใใฎ็‚บใฎๅ—ไป˜ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใƒฉใจ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ไพๅฅณใฎๅฃฐใฏๅนณๅฆใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎ็•ๆ•ฌใฏๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ—ใถใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‡บ็”Ÿใ‚„ๅฉšๅงปใซใฏ็ฅใ„้‡‘ใ€ๆญปไบกใฎๅฑŠๅ‡บใซใฏ่ฆ‹่ˆž้‡‘ใŒๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚็š†ๆœ€ๅˆใฏๅŠไฟกๅŠ็–‘ใงใ—ใŸใŒใ€้คจใซใ‚ใฃใŸ็พŽ่ก“ๅ“ใ‚’ๆƒœใ—ใ’ใ‚‚ใชใๅฃฒๅดใ•ใ‚Œใ€่ทๅ“กใฎๅฏพๅฟœใ‚‚่‰ฏใใชใฃใŸใจใ€ไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆฆ‚ใญๅฅฝๆ„็š„ใซๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจไผบใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใพใ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚ˆใๅˆคใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใฎไฝๆฐ‘ใซใ€็ฌ‘้ก”ใง่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹่ทๅ“กใŸใกใ€‚่ฆชๆ—ใฎๆญปไบกๅฑŠใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใซๆฅใŸ่€ๅฉ†ใฏใ€่ทๅ“กใซใŠๆ‚”ใ‚„ใฟใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅฅฅใซใฏใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ‚„ใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใ€ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฎใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจไป•ไบ‹ใถใ‚Šใ‚’ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€่ทๅ“กใ‚‚ใพใ ใŽใ“ใกใชใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซๅฟœๅฏพใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ใ‚่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ€้ ˜ๆฐ‘ใซใฏๅ„ชใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจใ€ไปŠใพใง็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ้ขใ‚’ๆ”นใ‚ใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใฎใ‚ซใƒ ใƒ•ใƒฉใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆœŸๅพ…ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸ็–‘ใ„ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ‚ช่€…ใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซ่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๆฌกใฏไบŒ้šŽใ‚’ใ”ๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€ ไบŒ้šŽใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚„ๅ€‰ๅบซใ‚นใƒšใƒผใ‚นใพใงๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚Œใ€่‡ชๅฎคใพใง้€ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ไธๆญฃใฏ้™ใ‚Šใชใๆธ›ใ‚Šใ€ไฝๆฐ‘ใซใฏๅ…ฌๅนณใ‹ใคไธๅฏงใซๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ไฝ“ๅˆถใŒใงใใคใคใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆททไนฑใชใๆ•ด็„ถใจใ—ใŸ่กŒๆ”ฟใŒๆ•ทใ‹ใ‚Œใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€็ด ไบบใฎใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใงใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏ่กจๅ‘ใใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซไฝ•ใ‹ๆใ‚ใ—ใ„็‹™ใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ไปŠใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซใฏ้ขใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’้ž้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹ๆๆ–™ใฏ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่ตทใ“ใ™่ฆๅ› ใซใชใ‚‹ใจๆ–ญใ˜ใฆใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใใŸใ€‚่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใใฎๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸใŒใ€็พๅฎŸใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ–„ๆ”ฟใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ€้ ญใฎไธญใซๆตฎใ‹ใถ็–‘ๅฟตใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ็„ก่Œถใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไฝ™่จˆใชไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ€่ฟฝใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๅ…ƒใ‚‚ๅญใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใญใ€‚ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ€ไปฒ็›ดใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใญใ€ ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅดใซใคใ„ใฆไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ †่ชฟใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใงใใ‚‹้…็ฝฎใซใคใ‘ใŸใฎใฏๅนธ้‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏใ€ๆ€ชใ—ใพใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’้ ‘ๅผตใ‚ใ†ใจ็ต่ซ–ใฅใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆ€ฅใ„ใง็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸๆ—…ใฎ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŒใงใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใใฎใพใพๅค•้ฃŸใซๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ็œ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ๆฆ‚ใญๆˆธ็ฑใฎไฝœๆˆใฏๅฎŒไบ†่‡ดใ—ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใ ใ‘ใฏๆฒปๅฎ‰ใฎๅ•้กŒใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŒ็ซ‹ใกๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ๆˆธ็ฑๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใฎๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใซๅบงใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆจชใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚’ไธ€็žฅใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงไฝ•ๅบฆใ‹ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใฏใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใ‘ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใปใ‚ใ‚ใซ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆๅคงใใ„่ก—ใซใฏใฉใ“ใซใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚็Ž‹้ƒฝใซใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€ ๆˆธ็ฑใ‚‚ไฝœใ‚‰ใชใ„็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๆ”ฟๆฒปไฝ“ๅˆถใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€็Šฏ็ฝชใ‚„่ฒงๅ›ฐใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ้€šๅธธใฎ็”Ÿๆดปๅœใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ˜ใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้€ฃไธญใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏไธ€ๅฎšไปฅไธŠๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚็‰นใซใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏใ€่ก—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆ่ก—้“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚้›ขใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐ้ญ”็‰ฉใซ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ่ทณใญไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฅด้šทใ‚ใŒใ‚Šใง้‡‘ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€็Šฏ็ฝชใชใฉใง้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้€ฃไธญใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ๆš—้ป’่ก—ใฏใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎไบบๅฃใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ€ๆฏŽๆ—ฅไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใŒๆญปใซใ€ๅŒๆ•ฐ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใŒ่ปขใŒใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ†’้™บ่€…ๅดฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใŒๅ—็†ใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ƒกๆ•ฃ่‡ญใ„ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’่ซ‹ใ‘่ฒ ใ†้€ฃไธญใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚็Ž‹้ƒฝใ ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆฝฐใ—ใŸโ€œ้š ใ—่›‡โ€ใฃใฆๅฅดใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅคงๅŠใŒใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ๅ‡บ่บซใฎใฏใšใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ่ก—ใฎไบบใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰้›†ใ‚ใŸๆƒ…ๅ ฑใงใฏใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใ‚’ๆŸใญใฆใ„ใ‚‹้›†ๅ›ฃใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ไบบๆ•ฐใพใงใฏๆŠŠๆกใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€่ช˜ๆ‹ใ‚„ๅผท็›—ใชใฉใฎ็Šฏ็ฝชใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ไปŠใฏใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใช้ ˜ไธปใฎๅ‡บๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅคงไบบใ—ใๆฝœไผใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๅ…ต้”ใŒๆ•ฐไบบใšใคๅทกๅ›žใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅ…ตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎไฝไบบใฏ็ซ‹ใกไธฆใถใ‚ใฐใ‚‰ๅฎถใซๅผ•ใใ“ใ‚‚ใฃใฆๅ‡บใฆใ“ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใฏใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎไบบๅฃใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏๅˆคใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๆ”พใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใพใŸใžใ‚่ก—ใธๅ‡บใฆใใฆ็Šฏ็ฝชใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใŠ่จฑใ—ใŒ้ ‚ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€็งใŒๅ…จใฆ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใฆๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅฑใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€็›ฎ็ทšใงใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚’้ป™ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฏใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใจไปฒ่‰ฏใใ—ใ‚ใ€‚ๅ…ฑๅŒใงไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๆŽƒ้™คใฏไฟบใŒใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใŠๆ‰‹ใ‚’็…ฉใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ ๅๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใง่ฉฑใ‚’้ฎใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ใพใฃใ™ใใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏไฟบใฎไป•ไบ‹ใงใ€ไฟบใŒใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ไบ‹ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่…ฐใซๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎ้“็€ใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็พฝ็น”ใฃใŸใ€‚็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€้ ˜ไธปใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’็คบใ™็‚บใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ๅทฆ่‚ฉใซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎ็ด‹็ซ ใจใ€ๅณ่‚ฉใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฎถ็ด‹ใจใ—ใฆๆ–ฐใŸใซใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ€ใจ้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ใƒขใƒใƒผใƒ•ใซใ—ใŸใƒžใƒผใ‚ฏใŒใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบŒไบบๅ…ฑใ€ใ‚ใจใฏไปปใ›ใŸใ€ ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซ่ฆ‹้€ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็ฟปใ—ใฆๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ 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Chapter 35: Celebrity After once again rearranging the defense at the national border, Hifumi withdrew to Fokalore. letting the soldiers rest while the spear throwers were repaired and improved. According to Hifumi's prognosis, if Vichy was really raising an army, they'd need around a month before they arrive. Even just rallying the troops split up in order to protect all their cities would take a considerable amount of time, and since there isn't a clear head of the state, there will be disputes regarding who gets to be in command. Hifumi thought about attacking Vichy while they were slowly assembling their army, but he was busy enough with governing Fokalore. A couple of city-states situated within Vichy, but close to Orsongrande, had shown up to show their allegiance to Hifumi, and it was necessary for him to deal with them. "Even if they come here, we can't unconditionally accept them. We'll soon be continuing our war with Vichy, so any specific exchanges will have to wait until after that." "Understood. I'll convey that to the messengers." Origa was the one who interacted with the messengers. Hifumi could've done it as well, but as there were many things to think about, Origa was temporarily given that role. They can decide what to do after the war is over. "I don't have the ability to be a politician to begin with. I'm glad I decided to train those civil official slaves ahead of time. If I were to try and gather people now, there wouldn't be any time to sleep." After seeing Origa off, he stretched out on the reception sofa. Since Hifumi's very strict when grading, Alyssa had yet to receive a passing grade. "Th-that aside, you've got a visitor." "Well... It's Kasha." So she came. Without letting Alyssa see, Hifumi sneered. "Ehh, the talk about your endeavors have reached the capital. How you repelled Vichy's army without any losses." "Aah, I see." After being let through to the reception, Kasha was sitting down, face to face with Hifumi, but the conversation wasn't continuing. Within the heavy atmosphere, Hifumi was observing the quiet Kasha as if he could see through her. "...... So?" As she became flustered, there was a knock on the door, and Origa entered. "Alyssa told me there was a visitor..." Discovering Kasha, Origa instinctively stopped, and she quickly lost the smile on her face. "So you're here. Take a seat." Hifumi deliberately didn't mention in what seat, nor make any hand gestures. As Origa unhesitatingly chose to sit down next to Hifumi, Kasha showed a hint of sadness. "So, what's your business, coming here?" "W-well, you see... I'm quite limited working alone as an adventurer, and partnering up with someone else now feels a bit..." "After receiving such a big favor and selfishly leaving, you think Hifumi will let you back again?" Hifumi was listening to their exchange in silence. If it kept going as it currently was, it would just end with Origa one-sidedly throwing accusations at Kasha, who would end up being chased away. It's about time to give her some timely help. "Well, 'accept those who comes to you, and don't chase those who leave', they say. I don't really mind employing you again. We're lacking manpower, after all." "Hifumi!" Seeing Hifumi approve as if nothing had happened, Origa clung to him to protest, but Hifumi put his hand on hers to calm her down. "Your workload has increased considerably. If it's an acquaintance whose abilities you know, it should be easier to divide the workload, wouldn't it? Besides, there's also the next battle. I don't want to work you too hard." "Hifumi..." With Hifumi showing concern for her, as well as holding her hand, Origa blushed. What an easy to understand person, Hifumi thought, while Kasha raised some suspicions about him, saying such transparent words. "Well, I won't reinstate you in the territorial army. Having someone who left just to later return giving orders would be a bitter pill to swallow, right?" Even if it's like this, we've got to take things like the morale into consideration, Hifumi said with a smile. "For the moment, I'll have you be my guard and secretary, so please give me a hand. A room in this mansion will be prepared for you." "T-thank you. I'll do my best, so please take care of me." "It's important to meet the other side's expectations to some extent, at least." Although Origa didn't understand what Hifumi meant, she did understand that his actions were backed up with confidence in something, so she didn't say anything else. The news about the annihilation of the pursuit unit from Vichy was quickly relayed to the central committee from the city accepting one of the fleeing soldiers. Hearing the news, the committee members who gathered in order to deal with the situation stayed calm. From the news they've collected about Hifumi, it wasn't a mystery about that they were repelled as the pursuing soldiers only numbered 300. They were, however, dissatisfied with the loss of soldiers due to them fooling around. "It was a miscalculation by the appointed commanding officer. But it's pointless to place the blame on a dead man." "But we now know what weapons they're using, so isn't it fine thinking of this as reconnaissance for the upcoming all-out recapture operation?" "After all, it's just some troops gathered from small cities. They're able to pursue, but aren't good enough to have serve a purpose on a real battlefield." Even before Debold came as an envoy, Vichy had decided to resist with force, so everyone calmly accepted that they were going to fight. "At any rate, that new viscount... Hifumi, was it? That man is dangerous." "If you look at it from the other side, if that Hifumi dies, won't we stop Orsongrande?" "But, the letter was signed by princess Imeraria, was it not?" Amongst them, there were a couple who had seen princess Imeraria in the past. She had given them the impression of a girl unrelated to politics, and kind towards the populace. But these chains of events in Orsongrande have been sending mixed signals. They didn't know whether it was because she thought of something after the king's death, or because Hifumi was discovered, but she disregarded the prince who was supposed to inherit the throne, proactively moving the country herself. "Either way, like the old man said, if we can stop Hifumi, we can end this without some arbitrary reconciliation." "As the goal is to exceed a certain amount of military gains, we need to plan when to request a dialogue." "So, about how many soldiers are we going to send?" In response to that question, the chamberlain who was taking notes distributed a document to all the members. "15000, huh? The Orsongrande soldiers we need to stop from going from Rhone to Arosel would be the viscount's territorial soldiers and the border security, around 200 in total. Isn't this excessive?" "100 of them crushed our 300 soldiers just about uninjured. We need to leave personnel in the recaptured cities too, so I wouldn't say it's excessive." "It's better to have some flexibility, but... aren't we just throwing money away?" Saying that, doubts started appearing in the elderly committee member's head. (What's Orsongrande's goal with attacking Vichy? To expand their territories? Their official reason is retribution, but it's too severe to just be a matter of honor.) By no means could he even imagine that it was because of an irrecoverable rift existing between Imeraria and Hifumi.magic "No matter how much we rush it, the gathering of the troops will take around 3 weeks. After that, we need to organize them in units, so we need around a month before the recapture operation can be started. "Hmm. Until then, materials needs to be gathered. How annoying." In front of the biggest gathering of troops since the founding of Vichy, the committee was in an uplifted mood. In the place they were normally noisily scrambling for profits, cursing each other, their wishes for victory above profit was ironically what brought them together. Until now, the committee's discussions have never proceeded smoothly, so they were having a strange sense of satisfaction. "Well then, all that's left is to place our hopes in our soldiers." Everyone nodded, and the meeting was finished. The room Kasha was shown was on the same level as those Origa and Alyssa were living in. The room was equipped with a splendid bed, and a low desk. The size of the room was at least three times bigger than the room she was living in at the inn in the royal capital. "Somehow, it's like we're living in different worlds." Sitting down on the bed and mumbling that, the maid who showed her to the room gave her a tour of the mansion, as per Hifumi's instructions. Having received a complete restructure, the first floor had a couple of conference rooms and offices, and in order to make the passage through the entrance easier, making more space, it received an expansion. Inside was now a front desk, with five staff members working side by side. "It looks like at a guild, when they work side by side like that, but what are they doing?" "According to Hifumi's instructions, we're registering all the citizens and we're making it obligatory to report births, deaths, and marriages. The reception desk is there to deal with that." The maid smoothly responded in a flat voice, but you could hear her respect for Hifumi from her way of talking. "If they report that someone was born, or married, we give them some congratulatory money, and in case of death, they receive some monetary condolences. In the beginning, everyone were sceptical about it, but after generously selling off the mansion's artwork, and the staff members becoming better at receiving them, I heard that most of the citizens are receiving it favorably." For those who didn't understand what use all this had, the staff members were explaining with a smile on their faces. For the old woman who came to report a relative's death, a staff member was expressing their condolences with a smile, while shedding tears. Kasha couldn't see it, but behind the counter were the desks of Caim, Brokla, and Paryu, checking that they worked hard. Because of that, even if they were clumsy, the staff members did their best. Seeing Hifumi being kind towards the populace like that, Kasha was once again seeing a side of him she hadn't seen before. But isn't this just a camouflage of some sorts? She shifted her attention towards her doubts filled with some expectation. If Hifumi wasn't a bad person, Kasha wouldn't be able to make herself do it. "Well then, I'll introduce the second floor next." After being shown the offices and storage spaces, and led back to her room, Kasha threw herself on the bed. The level of injustice has drastically fallen, and without any chaos ensuing, an impartial, yet thorough, system was imposed in a well-organized way. Even Kasha understood all of that. Although that's how it looks, Hifumi might have some terrifying goal in mind, but after speaking to him face-to-face just now, Kasha couldn't find anything to criticize him for. As Pajou was sure that just the existence of Hifumi will be the primary factor in wars being caused, she sought Kasha's cooperation. After listening to Pajou back then, as well as the shock from when Origa chose to stay by Hifumi's side rather than return with her, she accepted. But in reality, she thought that the governing Hifumi was doing was good. Shaking her head, she dispelled the doubts arising. "Unless Hifumi does something unreasonable, it won't become my turn. If I think of too many unnecessary things and am driven out, it will all have come to nothing. I should also talk with Origa, trying to reconcile with her." Besides, she had to start working by Hifumi's side tomorrow. Getting a better than expected opportunity to observe Hifumi was a stroke of luck. Now, what remains is to work hard in order to not be suspected. Trying to quickly get rid of the fatigue from traveling, Kasha slept until she was called for dinner. "The slums?" "Yeah. The creation of the family register is mostly completed, but there's a problem with the public order in the slums, so it's difficult for the civil officials to enter." Origa explained the information she got from Paryu, the civil official slave in charge of the family register, to Hifumi as he sat by his desk. She didn't as much as glance on Kasha who stood next to him. Kasha had tried to get in contact with Origa a few times already, but she was brusquely warded off. "So there's an area like that." "As long as the city is of a certain size, there will be a slum. Even the royal capital has it." The political system, aside from not having created a family register, had plenty of people who were forced out from the sphere of a daily normal life due to crime and poverty. Especially in this world where if you leave the city and stray a little off the highway, the possibility of being attacked by a monster skyrocket. Slaves and penniless people run away from things like crime, entering the underworld, which in itself, would employ its inhabitants. Every day, people are dying, but the same amount of new people are streaming in. "There are many wannabe adventurers, so there will be people undertaking shady jobs the guild won't accept. Like the "Hidden Serpent" guys you crushed in the royal capital. Those kind of people mostly come from the slums." "According to the information collected from people throughout the city, it seems there is a group managing the slums. We don't know what their numbers are, but they are involved in things like abductions and robberies." For now, it seems they were laying low in order to get a grasp on the new lord's attitude. There had been patrols of a couple of soldiers before, but when the inhabitants of the slum saw the soldiers, they went inside their rows of shacks, and didn't come out, apparently. They didn't know how big of a population there was there, but if the slums were left alone, wouldn't they once again emerge in the city and commit crimes? "If I receive your permission, I'll go settle that problem." "Isn't that a little danger..." Origa's gaze caused Kasha to turn quiet. "Origa, get along a little with Kasha. I might entrust you with work where you need to work together. As for cleaning up the slums, I'll be doing it." "I can't be causing trouble to..." "Origa." Calling her name, interrupting Origa, Hifumi looked straight at her and smiled. "This is my job, and it's something I want to do." "...Understood." It was something delivered from the royal castle, to show that you are the lord of a territory. On the left shoulder was the royal family's coat of arms, and on the right shoulder was Hifumi's newly designed family crest. It was a symbol with the motif of a katana and a kusarigama. "I'm off to the slums. I'll entrust it to you two afterwards." Seeing off Kasha, and the bowing Origa, Hifumi left the office with a wave of the mantle. While revising the system to quickly put the territory in order in his head, he then thought about the likely coming counterattack from Vichy. If Hifumi's estimations were correct, they just had one short month. "...I must begin doing the preparations in earnest." As Hifumi was carefully preparing, he felt the same kind of excitement as from the fight in Rhone. This time, is it 10000? 20000? At the very least, he wouldn't be bored. Moreover, under the influence of Pajou, Imeraria's troops might be joining too. That would be good, so let's give it a go. Hifumi smiled as he walked with light steps, like a beautiful girl who couldn't calm down before a date. The staff members on the first floor who saw Hifumi walk out, pleasantly thought that him being in a good mood was something nice.
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ๅˆƒ็‰ฉใฏใ“ใ†ไฝฟใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ธใฟ่พผใฟใ–ใพใซ้€ฃ็ถšใง็ชใใ‚’ๆ”พใกใ€ไธ€็•ชๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฎไธก็›ฎใ‚’่„ณใพใง็ชใๅˆบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฃฐใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ›ใšใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€ใถใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใฒใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ๆ‰€ใง่…นใ‚’ๆจชไธ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ‚ŠใฏไบŒไบบใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใฏๅคฑใ„ใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ก€ใฎๆปดใ‚‹ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆใ’ใŸใพใพใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใœ็ฃไบบใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใ€ๅ‘ณๆ–นใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€่’้‡Žใงใฏ100ไบบไปฅไธŠใฎ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆฎบใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€้›†่ฝใฎใ„ใใคใ‹ใฏๆฝฐใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฎๆ•ตใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‚‚็ฃไบบใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ ใ€‚ๆ–ฌใ‚Œใฐ่‚‰ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆ่ก€ใŒๅนใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ใปใ‚‰ใ€ ้‹ญใ„็ชใใซใ€่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ้ šๅ‹•่„ˆใŒใƒ‘ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใ€่ตคใ„ๅ™ดๆฐดใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ็”Ÿใใจใ—็”Ÿใ‘ใ‚‹่€…ๅ…จใฆใŒใ€ๅŒใ˜่ก€่‚‰ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใฏๅนณ็ญ‰ไธป็พฉใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅทฎๅˆฅใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ่ก€ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซไบ‹ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏๆ—ขใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ธใƒชใ‚ธใƒชใจๅพŒใšใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœ€ๆœŸใพใงๆฅฝใ—ใ‚‚ใ†ใœใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ......ใ€ ใŸใพใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€้ฆ–ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸๅˆ€ใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใŒใ€ๅฝผใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆททไนฑใ—ใ€ๆฏ่‹ฆใ—ใ•ใซๅ–˜ใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ๆฟ€ใ—ใ่ก€ใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆš—่ปขใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใ€่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใŸใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใฏใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ๆๆ€–ใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใพใพใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎไธ€ไบบใ‚‚ๆฏ็ตถใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€‚ไธ‹ใฃ็ซฏ็จ‹ๅบฆใ˜ใ‚ƒใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚้จŽๅฃซ้€ฃไธญใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆญฏใ”ใŸใˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใช? ใชใ‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฟ‘ใใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅฝฑใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๅคงใใชไบบๅฝฑใŒ้ฉšใ„ใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใšใซ้€ƒใ’ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“? ......ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๅผทใใ†ใชๆ‰‹ๅˆใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒ......ใพใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€ ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎๆ‰€ใฏๆฌกใฎ็ฒ็‰ฉใฏๆฅใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‡็ด™ใงๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ†ใจใ€ๅฎฟใจใ—ใฆไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅปบ็‰ฉใธใจๅธฐใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆƒจๅŠ‡ใฎ่ˆžๅฐใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ชฐไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€่ชฐใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใไบบ้–“ใฎใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใธใจๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸๅฝผใฏใ€็ŸญๆœŸ้–“ใงๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚ŠๆžœใฆใŸใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๆง˜ๅญใซ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไฝ“......ใซใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎ่ก—ใซใฏๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไบบ้–“ใŒ็ฃไบบใจไธฆใ‚“ใงๆญฉใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใฏๅฅด้šทใจไธปไบบใงใฏใชใใ€ไปฒใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๅ‹ไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚ณใ‚ฝใ‚ณใ‚ฝใจ้š ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๅฅฅใธ้€ฒใ‚€ใจใ€ใใ“ใฏใพใ ่งฃไฝ“ใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅฑ…ใชใ„ๅคใ„ๅฎถใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใฎใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๆง˜ๅญใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏๆญฃ็พฉใซๅ‘ณๆ–นใ•ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใใ‚Šใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€็‰‡่…•ใฎ็Šฌ็ฃไบบใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใธๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใŒใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸ็”ทใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฃไบบใฎๆ•‘ๅŠฉใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฏ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒฉใ‚ซใƒฉใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šฌ็ฃไบบใฏใ€ไปฅๅ‰ๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸๆ™‚ใจใฏใพใŸใ้•ใ†ใ€ใใกใ‚“ใจไป•็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆœใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ? ไบบ้–“ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใชใฃใŸใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใชใ€‚ไฟบใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ไฟบใซใ‚‚ๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ไป•ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใพใจใ‚‚ใซ้ฃŸใ„็‰ฉใŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใฃใฆใ ใ‘ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œไป•ไบ‹ใ ใจ?ใ€ ่’้‡Žใงใฏใพใš่€ณใซใ—ใชใ„่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใใชใ€‚็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใงใ‚‚ใ€่ท้‹ใณใจ้‡˜ๆ‰“ใกใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใงใใ‚‹ใœใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅฎถใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใŒๆ‰‹ไผใฃใฆๅปบใŸใ‚“ใ ใœใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉไบบ้–“ใซ็ฟ’ใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ ใฏใซใ‹ใ‚€็Šฌ็ฃไบบใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ็‰™ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใซไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใใ‚“ใชใซๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใฎใ‹! ็ตๅฑ€ๅฅด้šทใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่ฆ–้‡ŽใŒ็‹ญใ„ใชใ€ ็Šฌ็ฃไบบใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใจ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅด้šทใจใฏ้•ใ†ใ€‚ๅƒใ„ใฆใใฎๅˆ†ใฎ้‡‘ใ‚’่ฒฐใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใง้ฃŸใ„็‰ฉใ‚’่ฒทใ†ใ€‚ๆœใ‚‚่ฒทใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅ‘ฝใฎๅฑ้™บใ‚‚็„กใใ€่‰ฒใ‚“ใชๅ‘ณใฎ้ฃŸใ„็‰ฉใ‚’ๅ‘ณใ‚ใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€่’้‡Žใ˜ใ‚ƒ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ไบบ้–“ใ”ใจใใฎ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใซๅพ“ใ†ใชใฉ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎไบบ้–“โ€œใ”ใจใโ€ใซใ€ไฟบใŸใก็ฃไบบใฏใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใพใ ็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ไบบใ‚’ไธ€ไบบใ‚„ไบŒไบบๆฎบใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไฟบใŸใกใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ไฟบใŸใกใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใฏๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ ใ€ ็พŠใฎๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅ—ใ‘ๅฃฒใ‚Šใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ใจ็Šฌ็ฃไบบใฏๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใใ‚ŒใŒๅ…จใ็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ฃไบบใฏ่‡ช็”ฑใซ่’้‡Žใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใพใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ชฐใซใ‚‚็ธ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใซ่‡ช็„ถใฎไธญใง้Žใ”ใ™ใฎใŒไธ€็•ชใฎใฏใšใ ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใฏไบบ้–“ใจไบคใ‚ใฃใฆไบบ้–“ใซไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใฆๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏ......ใชใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎๅฃใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆๅ‡บใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€็Šฌ็ฃไบบใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹?ใ€ ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸ็Šฌ็ฃไบบใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅคงๅˆ†่ƒŒใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ่‚ฉใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ้‹ญใ่…•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ„ใ€ใใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๅฉใๆŠ˜ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ใฃ!? ใฆใ‚ใ‡!ใ€ ็—›ใฟใจๆ€’ใ‚Šใงๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸ็Šฌ็ฃไบบใซใ€็ฝตใ‚Šใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ็ˆชใŒ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้–‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅฃใซ็ชใฃ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸ่…•ใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพๅพŒ้ ญ้ƒจใพใง่ฒซ้€šใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ‚‚ใŒใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใใŸใ‚Šใจ่ฝใจใ—ใ€็Šฌ็ฃไบบใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒ่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ€ๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆๆ—ฅไธญใฎ่ก—ไธญใ ใ€‚็›ฎๆ’ƒใ—ใŸ้€š่กŒไบบใ‚‚ไธ€ไบบใ‚„ไบŒไบบใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅณๆ‰‹ใซในใฃใจใ‚Šใจไป˜ใ„ใŸ่ก€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใซ่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ่€ณใซๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใซๅฑ…ใŸ็ฃไบบใ‚„ไบบ้–“ใŒใ€ๆ€ฏใˆใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆๅพŒใšใ•ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏๆ‚ฒ้ณดใฎๅŽŸๅ› ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ€้•ใ†! ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‹! ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎๅผ่งฃใฏ่ชฐใซใ‚‚ๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ก€ใพใฟใ‚Œใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ™3mใฎ็†Š็ฃไบบใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใ‚‹ใซใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใŒใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚่บซๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใง่จ€ใ„่จณใฎๅŠนใ‹ใชใ„็Šถๆณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ......ใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใƒƒ!ใ€ ้จ’ใไบบใ€…ใ‚’ใ‹ใๅˆ†ใ‘ใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ้“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใ‚„็ฃไบบใซ็›ฎใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใšใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๅฅฅใธใจ้€ƒใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๆœฝใกใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅฎถๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใฟใ€่ฟฝใฃๆ‰‹ใซๆ€ฏใˆใฆ่จ€ใ„่จณใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซๆ—ฅใŒๆšฎใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅคœใฎๅธณใŒ้™ใ‚ŠใŸ้ ƒใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฝใ‚ณใ‚ฝใจ้š ใ‚ŒใฆๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไบบ้–“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ้ ญใฎไธญใฏไฟก็พฉใจๅฟƒๆƒ…ใงใ‹ใไนฑใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅซใณใŸใ„่กๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅฟ…ๆญปใซๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใซ็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ไบบ้–“ใŒใฉใ“ใ‹ใธ่กŒใฃใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒๆ€–ใใชใ‚Šใ€้€†ใซไบบ้–“ใŸใกใฎไฝใ‚€ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใซ้š ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใƒ•ใƒฉใƒ•ใƒฉใจๆญฉใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใฎ็Ž‹ใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๆฉŸๅซŒใฏ้žๅธธใซๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใพใŸใ€ๅฝผใ‚’ไธๆฉŸๅซŒใซใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใซๅ……ๅˆ†ใชๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒๅฑŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใธๆดพ้ฃใ—ใŸๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅธฐ้‚„ใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใšใ€ไฝ•่€…ใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใ‹ใ‚‚ไธๆ˜Žใงใ™ใ€ ็Ž‹ใŒ็Ž‰ๅบงใฎ่‚˜ๆŽ›ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ๆŒ‡ใซๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใƒŸใ‚ทใƒชใ€ใจ้™ใ‹ใช่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใซ้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใซๆฅใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฅไธญใซๅคงๅทฅใซ็ด›ใ‚Œใฆๆฝœๅ…ฅใ—ใŸ่€…ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซใ‚ˆใ‚Œใฐใ€็ฃไบบใฉใ‚‚ใฏใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๅ†ๅปบใ—ใ€ๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€ๅ•†ๅบ—ใฎ็œŸไผผไบ‹ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ไธ€้ƒจใงใฏใ€่พฒๅœฐใŒไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅ™‚ใ‚‚่žใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๆœช็ขบ่ชใงใ™ใ€ ไธ€ๆฏ็ฝฎใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ็Ž‹ใ‚’็›—ใฟ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ็ด…ๆฝฎใ—ใŸ้ก”ใฏไปŠใซใ‚‚ๅผพใ‘ใใ†ใชใปใฉใซๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่งฃใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—้จŽๅฃซใŒ็Ž‰ๅบงใฎๅ‰ใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Š้›ขใ‚Œใฆๅนณไผใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใง็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€่‹›็ซ‹ใกใงๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅฑ…ใŸใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎ้–“ใงใ‚‚่ชฐใŒใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‹ใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใจ่ฉฑใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚็ฃไบบๅŒๅฃซใฎๆฎบๅฎณไบ‹ไปถใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ„ใ„!ใ€ ่ฉฑใ‚’้ฎใฃใŸ็Ž‹ใฏ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใซไปปใ›ใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ็ฃไบบใฎ่ก—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‰ๅ‡บๆฅใชใ„่ฒงๅผฑ่€…ใฎ้›†ใพใ‚ŠใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ ! ๅ…ตๅฃซใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€่ช‡ใ‚Š้ซ˜ใ้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ช‡ใ‚Šใ‚‚็„กใ„ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ…ตใชใฉใฏๆ‰€่ฉฎ้ฃŸใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใŸๅนณๆฐ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใฎ้›†ใพใ‚Šใซ้ŽใŽใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๆดพ้ฃใ—ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ็œŸไผผไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅทซๅฑฑๆˆฏใŸ็ฃไบบใฉใ‚‚ใซ่บซใฎ็จ‹ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ในใใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใซใšใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจไธฆใ‚“ใ ้จŽๅฃซใฎใ†ใกใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ่‹ฅใ„็”ทใŒ้€ฒใฟๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ„ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒผใƒ–ใฎใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸ้‡‘้ซชใจๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”็ซ‹ใกใฏใ€่ก€็ตฑใฎ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใฎ้ซ˜ไฝ่ฒดๆ—ใซๅคšใ„้ก”็ซ‹ใกใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใงใฏใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใชใ‚‰ใงใใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ ใช? ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใ€ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใŒๅ‰ฃใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ ่Šๅฑ…ใŒใ‹ใฃใŸไป•่‰ใงใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฏใƒ‹ใƒคใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…ตใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๆŽƒ้™คใ‚’ใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„! ไปŠใฎใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใง้จŽๅฃซใŒๅ‹•ใใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆฐ‘้–“ไบบใซใ‚‚ๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒใงใ‹ใญใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏ่ชฟๆŸปใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚้…ใใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใพใ„!ใ€ ่€ๅขƒใซใ•ใ—ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸๅนด้ฝขใฎๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŒใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ็Ž‹ใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใซ็•ฐ่ซ–ใ‚’ๅ”ฑใˆใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็Ž‹ใซใจใฃใฆ่€ณ้šœใ‚Šใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๅฟ ๅ‘Šใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฟๆŸปใ ใจ? ใงใฏ่ชฟๆŸปใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ ใ€‚็ฃไบบใจไปฒ่‰ฏใใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œ้จŽๅฃซใŒๆญฃ็พฉใ‚’ๆˆใ™ใŸใ‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ็งฉๅบใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅ‹•ใใฎใ ใ€‚ๅนณๆฐ‘ใซๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎ็Š ็‰ฒใŒๅ‡บใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใฎไปฐใ›ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใฏ้จŽๅฃซใŒ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆˆๆ•—ใ—ใฆๆˆใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใŸๅ›ฝใ€‚็ฃไบบใ‚’ๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใ€่บซใฎ็จ‹ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ“ใใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ๆญฆไบบใฎๆ‹ ใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใคใจใ“ใ‚ใ€‚ไปŠๆ›ดๅ‹•็‰ฉๆ„›่ญทใ‚„ๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ—ใŸๅนณๆฐ‘ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ…ฎใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใชใฉใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ่…•ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€็Ž‹ใฏ้ ทใใ€ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚่ณ›ๅŒใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๅฏพใ—ใฆๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŸใกใฏ่‹ฆใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใงๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใฎ็ซ‹ใกไฝ็ฝฎใฏ้žๅธธใซไฝŽใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใชใซๅฎถๆŸ„ใŒ่‰ฏใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆญฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใŸใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ่ปฝใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆŠ˜่ง’ใฎๆฉŸไผšใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ๆดพๆ‰‹ใซใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ„ใ‹ใŒใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅนณๆฐ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ‚„็ฃใฉใ‚‚ใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…้จŽๅฃซใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’่ปฝใ‚“ใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏใฒใจใคใ€ๅฝ“ไบ‹่€…ไปฅๅค–ใฎ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใซใ‚‚ๅผท่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚Šๆ”ฏ้…่€…ใŒ่ชฐใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ในใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉ......ใ‚ˆใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใฎ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใ‚ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใŸใชใ‚‰้จŽๅฃซใฎ่ช‡ใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฑšใ—ใŸ็ฝชใฏๅ‘ฝใงๅ„Ÿใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใžใ€ ็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹็Ž‹ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏๆถผใ—ใ„้ก”ใง็‰‡่†ใ‚’ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพกๆ„ใฎใพใพใซใ€ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸใ€ใจไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚้ ญใฎไธญใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่จ€ใ†ใปใฉใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ็Šถๆณใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใŸใฃใฆๅฎฟใ‚’ๅผ•ใๆ‰•ใฃใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€็ฃไบบใŒใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ„ใ‚‹่ก—ใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใจไบŒไบบใงๆšฎใ‚‰ใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎๅฎถใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไบŒไบบใงๅ‹‰ๅผทใฎ็ถšใใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบบ้–“ใŸใกใจ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ไป–ใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎใŸใ‚ใฎไฝๅฑ…ใ‚„ๅบ—ใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒใ‚คใ‚นใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ณฅใฎ็ฃไบบใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€้ซ˜ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚ŠๅฃใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้ณฅ็ฃไบบใ ใฃใฆใšใฃใจ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚ŠใฏไธŠใซใ‚‚ไธ‹ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎๅฎถใฏใ“ใฎไฝใฎๅคงใใ•ใงใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใงใ‹ใ„ใฎใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๅน…ใจใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใŒ็„กใ„ใจๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใฅใ‚‰ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ ๆฌกใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฌกใซไบบ้–“ใฎๅคงๅทฅใŸใกใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฅใฆใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใกใ“ใกใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅปบ่จญ็พๅ ดใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใใ‚‹ๅ‘จใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅคงๅทฅใŸใกใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ‚‚ใ†! ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ ใŒใ€ๅคงๅทฅใŸใกใ‚‚ๆฌกใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใŒๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆ—ฉใไป•ไธŠใ’ใฆใ—ใพใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ€ใจ็„ฆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚‚ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆ–ญใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใšใ€็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใงๆฌกใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŒใ˜้ ƒใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎๆ–นใฏ็ฃไบบใŸใกใจๆ–ฐใŸใซๅปบ่จญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅบ—่ˆ—ใงๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ไธญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใŒไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€œใŠ้‡‘โ€ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไธ‰่‰ฒใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ100ๆžšใงใ“ใ‚ŒใจๅŒใ˜ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ100ๆžšใงใ“ใ‚ŒใจๅŒใ˜ใงใ™ใ€ ไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฒจๅนฃใ‚’้ †็•ชใซๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ่ฒจๅนฃใฎไพกๅ€คใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใตใ‚ใตใ‚ใจใ—ใŸ็™ฝใ„ๆฏ›ใฎ็พŠ็ฃไบบใŒใ€ใŠใฃใจใ‚Šใ—ใŸๅฃฐใงใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Š่จˆ็ฎ—ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€็ก้ญ”ใซ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ“ใฏ็ฃไบบใฎ่’ใฃใฝใ•ใงใ€ๅฉใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Š่ถณใ‚’่ธใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š่ฆš้†’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธฆใ‚“ใงๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€็”ทๅฅณๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ10ๅ็จ‹ใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ฒทใฃใŸๅฅด้šทใงใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ใฏๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซใ„ใŸ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ€ใใ‚“ใชใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ•ฐใ‚’ใ„ใกใ„ใกๆ•ฐใˆใฆใŸใ‚‰ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใœใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใฎ้‡‘่ฒจใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบใฏๆป…ๅคšใซไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใใ†ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ๅ•†ๅ“ใฏๆ•ฐใˆใ‚„ใ™ใ„้‡‘้กใซใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™......ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅ—ใ‘ๅฃฒใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใงใ€ใจๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ’ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใซใ€ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใ†่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ไปŠใฎใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใงๅฝผๅฅณไปฅไธŠใซไบบ้–“ใฎ็”Ÿๆดปใ‚„ๅ•†ๅฃฒใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉณใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚่‡ช็„ถใจๅนด้•ทใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ณชๅ•ใ‚„็›ธ่ซ‡ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏใ€ใใฎใจใฐใฃใกใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‹......ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ‚ใพใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญ? ไบบ้–“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๅ‡ถๆšดใช็ฃไบบใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใŠไบบใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใจๅŒใ˜็พŠ็ฃไบบใฎ่€ๅฉ†ใŒใ€ๆฌ ใ‘ใŸๆญฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚......ๆ˜จๆ—ฅๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ไผšใฃใŸใจใใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซใ—ใฆใŸใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ่€ๅฉ†ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใ€ๅ‡ถๆšดใช็ฃไบบใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ้•ใ†ใ€ใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใฏใฃใใ‚Š่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ๅ‡ถๆšดใชไบบใซใฏๅ‡ถๆšดใงใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบใซใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆ? ใ‚ฆใƒใฏ่‰ฏใใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใƒฌใƒ‹ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏ็„กใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€็ฃไบบใชใ‚‰ๅผทใ„ไบบใซๆƒนใ‹ใ‚Œใฆๅฝ“็„ถใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚้ ‘ๅผตใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚้ ‘ๅผตใ‚‹!ใ€ ่€ๅฉ†ใŒไฝ•ใ‚’ๅฟœๆดใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‹‰ๅผทใฎใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใซ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚
The soldiers of Swordland are holding their swords with both hands as well. Having a length of around 1 m with their blades extending straight-lined, they give a boorish impression coupled with thickness. The soldiers, who are facing Hifumi, grasped those swords tightly. They broke into a run while motivating themselves with "There's just one enemy." "You mad friend of the animals! Die!" A single sword, swept sideways, approaches Hifumi rapidly. But, taking one step forward, Hifumi prepared the katana vertically and hit his enemy's elbow with it. Assisted by the weight and force of the soldier's sword, the elbow broke with a dry sound. "Gyaaa..." At the point the soldier gave a short scream, Hifumi's katana slips into the soldier's neck. The soldiers faltered from the smiling man, who deliberately bathed in the spurt of blood. "Aren't your swings fairly fast? However, it's not merely about swinging it." (Hifumi) "You use the hamon like this", Hifumi stepped into and hit the group, which was is in a sorry state, with thrusts. He stabbed both eyes of the soldier, standing at the forefront, up to the brain. Sending the soldier, who collapses without even a single sound, flying with a kick, he cut up the bellies of the soldiers, flinching from the thrown body, horizontally in a straight line. There are two left. Hifumi slowly approaches the soldiers, who have already lost the will to fight, holding the katana, which is dripping with blood. "W-Why are you acting as ally of the beastmen?" "I'm not particularly their ally." (Hifumi) In reality he had crushed several villages killing more than 100 beastmen in the wastelands. "If you become my enemy, it will be the same treatment for beastmen as for humans. If you cut them, meat can be seen and blood gushes out. Look." (Hifumi) With a sharp thrust he sliced the carotid artery of the asking soldier with a snapping sound* and a red fountain gushed forth. "All living beings trying to survive in this world have the same flesh and blood. I'm supporting the principle of equality, thus I won't discriminate." (Hifumi) The soldier, who collapsed losing blood, died before Hifumi finishes his speech. The remaining soldier has already let go of his sword and is retreating slowly. "Don't run away. Let's enjoy it until the end." (Hifumi) "U-Uwaah..." The second the soldier turned his back unable to endure it, the katana's point pierced through the back of the neck and was reflected in the soldier's view. While struggling due to choking and confusion, he vomited blood violently. How was the appearance of Hifumi, who looked down on him, reflected in the soldier's field of vision, which was blacking out? In a state of having his eyes widely opened in terror, the last one passed away. "He died, huh? The level of the underlings is around this much, eh? I wonder, will I be able to enjoy the feast a bit longer, if it's a group of knights? Say, do you know?" (Hifumi) Hifumi threw a question facing the shadow of a building close to him. A large shadow of a person shows a sign of surprise and escapes without saying anything. "Yes? ... I wondered whether it will be a match with someone quite powerful, but... well, who cares." (Hifumi) "The next prey probably won't come to today's spot", Hifumi wiped the katana with a folded paper and returned to the building, which he is using for lodging. The one who escaped from being asked about his identity by Hifumi at the stage of the tragedy was no one else but Salgu. He, who returned to the slums after observing the human area for a while, was surprised of the slum's appearance, which completely changed in a short time. "What the hell, this is... a human?" (Salgu) In the slum city humans are walking alongside beastmen as if it was a common occurrence. Their state can't be seen as anything else but them being close friends, with no distinction of slave and master. Once he proceeded into the slum's interior, reflexively hiding himself and moving stealthily, he discovered the remains of the previous slums' appearance with old houses, which haven't been demolished yet. "Oh, Aren't you Mr. Ally-of-Justice?" The one who called out to Salgu, who is at a loss, was the one-armed dogman. It was the man, he met first, when he entered the slums. "Is the rescue of beastmen or such making progress?" The dogman, who is laughing loudly*, is completely different from the time when he met him the last time. He wore neatly tailored clothes. "What the heck happened to the slums? It looks like humans have entered, too." (Salgu) "Even if you ask what happened, I dun' know either. What I know is that there's work I can do as well. Even if it's only for the obtaining of decent food." "Work, you say?" (Salgu) Salgu tilted his head to the side due to the words he hasn't heard about in the wastelands. "Well, yea. Even one-armed I'm able to at least carry goods and hammer nails. Even this house, I was contracted to help with it. Well, I was mostly trained by humans though." Salgu faced his fangs at the bashful dogman. "Is it that much fun to have been used by humans? In the end, if you have become a slave..." (Salgu) "Your outlook is really narrow." The dogman shook his head and shrugged his shoulders with a "Good grief." "It's different from being a slave. Working and receiving money for that work, you can buy food with it. I bought clothes, too. There's no danger to my life either. You won't be able to anticipate something like being able to relish variously tasting food in the wastelands, right?" "But you don't have to do something like following what the likes of humans tell you!" (Salgu) "We lived by "us beastmen are fine" due to the "likes of humans." Are you still unable to comprehend that? Even if you killed one or two humans, it will only be natural for our standing to not change, if we don't change." "Though that's second-hand telling of what the sheep jou-chan said", the dogman laughs looking embarrassed.magic Salgu isn't able to understand that at all. Running about freely in the wastelands and spending time in nature without being tied by anyone should be the best for beastmen. But, the man in front of him is glad being used by humans and to associate with them. "You are... what is it with you?" (Salgu) The dogman can't help but smile bitterly due to the words, which rushed out of Salgu's mouth. "Oi, oi, are you alright?" The dogman, who drew near in worry, tried to place his hand on the shoulder of Salgu, who is much larger than him, but Salgu, displaying his nimble ability, knocked that arm away. "Guaa! Bastard!" Due to the dogman raising a voice of anger and pain, the claws of Salgu, who countered with swearing, attack the dogman. The paw, thrust at the dogman's opened mouth, stabbed all the way through to the back of the head. The head, which was almost plucked off, drops limply and the dogman's body falls to its knees and collapses. Although it's the slums, is in the dead centre of the city during day. It's not only one or two passers-by, who witnessed that. Looking at the sticky blood attached to his right hand, the ears of Salgu, who came to his senses, heard a scream and he surveyed his surroundings. There were humans and beastmen in the vicinity, but watching them retreat showing looks of fright, Salgu realized that he was the cause of the scream. "I-It's different! This is..." (Salgu) "Someone! Please help!" Salgu's explanation doesn't reach anyone. It was a situation, where it was impossible to lend an ear to the overly selfish explanation of a 3 m big bearman, who is swinging around his bloodstained hands in a circle, trying to rectify his previous action. "Guu... damn!" (Saulgu) Pushing his way through the clamouring people, Salgu ran away from the area. Salgu escaped deeper into the slums without even turning his eyes at the beastmen and humans opening the way while screaming. Plunging into a decayed, broken building, the day came to an end while he is pondering about an excuse scared of the pursuers. And, at the time when the veil of darkness descended, he saw Hifumi, who killed humans as human, at the place, he came back to, moving stealthily. The best he could do now was to frantically hold down the urge of wanting to scream having his emotions and faith stirred up within his mind. Salgu, who confirmed that dreadful human having gone somewhere, walked unsteadily wishing for a hiding place in the area, where the humans live, as the situation of him being in the slums has become scary. The mood of Swordland's king, Buell, was extremely bad. And, once again, plenty of reports have come in to cause his ill humour. "... There are no reports from the soldiers dispatched to the slums. Without them even returning, it's unknown what the cause might be." The king grabs the armrest of the throne with strained fingers. *Creak* is the sound reverberating during the quiet audience. However, the knight, who came to report, cannot afford to stop his words. "According to the information of people, who infiltrated by blending in with the carpenters during daytime, the beastmen apparently were reconstructing the slums' buildings, incorporating engineering and starting sham shops. It seems they even heard the rumour of them creating agricultural land in one part, but that couldn't be confirmed." The knight, who took a breath, stole a fleeting glance at the king. He knows that the king's flushing face is under a level of pressure looking to snap any time soon. If the knight wasn't giving his report while being quite away from in front of the throne, he might have been slain in irritation. "... There are talks that the soldiers were killed, but it appears that even among the beastmen it's unknown who might have done it. Even the murder case of a fellow beastman..." "Enough!" (Buell) The king, who interrupted the knight, stood up and entrusted his voice to rage. "Since when have the soldiers of this country become a gathering of weaklings, who are even unable to enter a city of beastmen! Although they are soldiers, don't they even have the elation to be the pride of the knight country!?" (Buell) "My king. Something like soldier won't even exceed a gathering of plebeians, who went broke, after all. Shouldn't you teach the foolish beastmen, who are imitating humans, their standing by deploying the knights here?" A single, young man stepped forward among the knights lining up in a row in the audience hall. He has well-featured looks and blonde hair, which had a lax, wavy hairstyle. He has many aspects found in high-ranking nobles of Swordland with a good pedigree. "... Then, if it's you, you will be able to handle it, is what you say, Zebul "I swear by my sword." (Zebul) With a pompous bearing, the man called Zebul laughed broadly. "Well then, I order you, take some soldiers and sweep the slums." (Buell) "Please wait! If a knight moves to the current slums, the civilians won't be unaffected either. It won't be too late even after going ahead with an investigation here!" A civil official, who had advanced to old age, advocated his opinion to the king's order in a hurry, but for the king it was jarring and not a good advice. "Investigation, you say? What will you do after the investigation then? Are you even telling me to leave it alone after getting all friendly with the beastmen!?" (Buell) "That is..." "I operate in order to protect the order of this country, for the sake of upholding that knights are justice. Even if a number of victims appeared among the commoners, I won't mind it either." (Buell) "It's as the the king states. Our Swordland is a nation composed of knights judging the beastmen. It stands depending on us military men dealing with the beastmen and teaching them their own place. There's no necessity or such to deliberate thoroughly animal rights and the situation of commoners, who misunderstood it, this late in the game." (Zebul) The king nodded and the other knights also raised voices of approval towards the words of Zebul, who is spreading his arms and talking as if persuading his surroundings. In contrast the civil officials are making bitter faces, but the position of a civil official in this country is extremely low. No matter how good their pedigree might be, they will be looked down upon, if they don't possess military power. "My king. It's a precious opportunity, thus I think that I want to do it somewhat flashily, but what is your opinion on that? I feel as if the commoners and beastmen are making light of us knights. I should teach them about who's a leader, being a strong person even among those visible here, with the exception of a single person." (Zebul) "I see... very well, try and show me your greatness. However, If you fail, you will pay with your life for the crime of disgracing the pride of the knights." (Buell) Zebul went down on one knee towards the glaring king with a nonchalant air. "At your will." (Zebul) Helen couldn't follow the situation to a degree that not only did she ask that herself many times within her head, but she also put it into words. As soon as she moved out from the inn, where she spent several days, she is taken along to a city, where there are many beastmen. While she is given a house for the sake of living there together with Reni and is continuing to study, she consults with many humans and gives advice regarding houses and shops of other beastmen. "Wouldn't it be better for the entrance and exit of a bird beastman's house to be at a high place, I wonder?" "Since it's not like they are always flying, even if they are birds, wouldn't it be even better to have them come and go below and on top?" "Is this kind of size fine for the house of a tiger beastmen?" "Since there are also many large fellows among them, I believe it will be difficult for them to enter and leave, if the height and width isn't about this much." One after the other human carpenters turn up and throw questions at Helen. While going around the neighbourhood's construction sites, being all over, she answers the questions of the carpenters. "Ah, geez! Take it a bit slower!" (Helen) Helen rises her voice unintentionally, however since there are also the carpenters waiting at the next building, she is going to lose her presence of mind, if she doesn't finish up quickly. Given that Helen has also been aware that those are buildings for the sake of beastmen, she headed to the next building with a worn-out expression having no reason to refuse them either. At the same time Reni was in the middle of a briefing session with beastmen in a newly built shop. "The "money", used by humans, has these three colours. This is the same as 100 coins of this and this is the same as 100 coins of that." (Reni) While pointing at the lined-up currency in turns, Reni slowly explains the value of the coins. As result of the sheepgirl with the fluffy, white hair care-freely talking about calculation with a gentle voice, there are also some getting attacked by drowsiness, but they were forcibly woken up by the rough beastmen there stepping on their feet or hitting them. Of those lining up to study, half are beastmen, originally from the slums, and half are beastmen, bought as slaves by Hifumi, with around 10 each of both sexes. "But, you know, it's difficult, if you want to have to count each and every single one of such large number." "It's alright. Ordinary people apparently won't use this gold coin often. It will be fine, if you just make the price of the goods something easy to count... is what Hifumi-san said." (Reni) There are no people raising any complaints due to Reni embarrassedly answering "It's second-hand knowledge." Currently there's no one as knowledgeable about businesses and the life of humans as her. Therefore it naturally turned into her accepting consultations and questions from senior beastmen. You could also say that Helen suffered getting mixed up in that. "Hifumi-san, huh...? As we haven't seen him much recently, I wonder, what is he doing? Rather than a human, that person has an aura close to that of a ferocious beastman." The old sheepwoman of the same tribe as Reni laughed displaying her chipped teeth. "Who knows... at the time I met him yesterday for a bit, he looked somehow happy, but..." (Reni) "He is different from the ferocious beastmen, the old woman talks about", Reni said bluntly. "Hifumi-san is brutal for a ferocious person. But, do you believe that normal people are normal people? He treated me properly..." (Reni) "Ah, sorry, Reni-chan. That wasn't my intention. Besides, it's probably only natural for beastmen to be attracted to strong people. Do your best." "Yea. I will do my best!" (Reni) She didn't understand what the old woman was cheering her on for, but Reni thought
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ๆˆดๅ† ๅผใ‚’็ฟŒๆ—ฅใซๆŽงใˆใ€ๆ…ŒใŸใ ใ—ใๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒ้€ฒใ‚€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎไธ€่ง’ใซใ€ไผš่ซ‡ใฎ็‚บใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใŒ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้€šๅธธใฏไผš่ญฐใชใฉใงๅˆฉ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅบƒใ‚ใง้ฃพใ‚Šๆฐ—ใฎ็„กใ„้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅบงใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ่ฑชๅฅขใชๆค…ๅญใŒ้‹ใณ่พผใพใ‚Œใ€ใใฎๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใซ3่„š็จ‹ใฎๆค…ๅญใŒไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎๆค…ๅญใฎๅ‚ใ‚‰ใซๅฐใ•ใชใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใŒ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ไผš่ซ‡ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซใฏๆฐดๅทฎใ—ใ‚„็ด…่ŒถใชใฉใŒ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใฏใšใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไผš่ซ‡ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ไปปใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไพๅฅณใŸใกใฏใ€็ทŠๅผตใฎ้ขๆŒใกใง้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้š…ใซ็›ด็ซ‹ใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ๅฅณใŸใกใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกไปฅๅค–ใซใ‚‚็Ž‹ๅฅณใŸใกใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚่จญ็ฝฎใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ตต็”ปใฎ้š™้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎคๅ†…ใ‚’ไผบใ†ใ€่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้ขใ€…ใ ใ€‚ ่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซใฎใ†ใกใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎใฟใŒ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎๅ‚ใ‚‰ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆ่ญท่ก›ใ‚’่กŒใ†ไบ‹ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๆฉŸไผšใซ้š ใ—้€š่ทฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ‚‚่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใ€ๅคงใฎ็”ทใŒ3ไบบใ€ๆ‰‹ๆงใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใพใพ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ๅˆใฃใฆๆฏใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€่–„ใ„ๅฃใ‚’็ชใ็ ดใฃใฆใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅฟœๆดใซ่บใ‚Šๅ‡บใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใฏใšใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใพใšใใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใซใฏใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใฉใ†ใžใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธใŠใ‹ใ‘ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ๆœ€ๅˆใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‹ใ‚‰ๆดพ้ฃใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไฝฟ่€…ใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใ ใฃใŸใ€‚้š่กŒๅ“กใฏใŠใ‚‰ใšใ€ไธ€ไบบใงๅ…ฅๅฎคใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไพๅฅณใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใงๆค…ๅญใซ่…ฐใ‚’ใŠใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใปใฉ้–“ใ‚’็ฝฎใ‹ใšใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎไพๅฅณใŒๅ…ฅๅฎคใ—ใ€ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅ…ฅๅฎคใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ใจๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซ้ ญใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚็ช็„ถใฎใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใซใ‚‚้–ขใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ”็›ธ่ซ‡ใฎๆฉŸไผšใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ€ๆๆ‚ฆ่‡ณๆฅตใซๅญ˜ใ˜ใพใ™ใ€ ๅคงไปฐใช่บซๆŒฏใ‚Šใง็คผใ‚’่ฟฐในใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏไฝœใ‚Š็‰ฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฒผใ‚Šไป˜ใ„ใŸ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๆญฃ็›ดๅ†…ๅฟƒใงใฏๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ๆญฃๅผใช็ถ™ๆ‰ฟใฏใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่บซๅˆ†ใฏใ€ไปŠใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใฏใพใ ็Ž‹ๅฅณใซ้ŽใŽใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅคงๅค‰ๅคฑ็คผใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใŠๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็ง็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่€…ใซๆตช่ฒป้ ‚ใใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใงใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ‚’......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใซใฏไป–ใซใ‚‚ๅ‚ๅŠ ่€…ใŒใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ่ฉฑใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ใดใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚Šใจๆญขใ‚ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด…่Œถใซใใฃใจๅฃใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ่‰ฏใ„้ฆ™ใ‚ŠใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸไพๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ดบ่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใจ็žณใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸไพๅฅณใฏใ€็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใงใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๆ–นใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒๅฎฐ็›ธใฎๅจ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅนด้ ƒใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใ‚‰ใ—ใ„่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆƒนใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใชๆฅๅ ด่€…ใฎๅˆฐ็€ใŒไผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซๆง˜ใ€ใ”ๅ…ฅๅฎคใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใงใ‚‚็„กใ„ใฎใซใชใœๅๅ‰ใ‚’่ชญใฟไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจ็–‘ๅ•ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆ้ฉšๆ„•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฎ้ก”ใจใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒคใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจ่€ไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎไป•ๆฅญใ ใจ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆค…ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’่ปฝใใคใพใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆŒจๆ‹ถใฎไป•ๆ–นใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใงๆœ€ๅพŒใชใฎใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ๆ„Ÿๆ…จๆทฑใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ˜ใ‚ใพใ—ใฆใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹ๅฅณใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใƒปใƒˆใƒชใ‚จใƒปใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚......ใŠๆ—ฉใ„ใŠไป˜ใใงใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ€่ฒดๅฅณใŒ่ฉฑใซ่žใ่–ๅฅณใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ—ใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใƒปใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใƒปใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ€‚ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ€ใ“ใฎ็”ทใซๅฎŒ่†š็„กใใพใงใซๅฉใใฎใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ›ฝใฎไปฃ่กจใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใฆใ‚ซใƒฉใ‚ซใƒฉใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็œ‰ใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚ใŸใ€‚ไปฅๅ‰ใซ่žใ„ใŸ่ฉฑใงใฏใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ็Ž‹ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆฐ—้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็‰ฉ้™ใ‹ใชไบบ็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅฐ่ปŠใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ไน—ใ‚Š็‰ฉใฏๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตๆฎฟใซไน—ใ›ใฆ่ฒฐใฃใฆใ“ใ“ใพใงๆฅใŸใŒใ€้ฆฌใจ้•ใฃใฆไผ‘ๆ†ฉใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ—ใ€้ฃผๆ–™ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใฌใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟ่จ€ใˆใ€‚ใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใŒไฝ•ไบบใ‹็ญ‹่‚‰็—›ใงๅŒปๅ‹™ๅฎค่กŒใใซใชใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚้›ใˆๆ–นใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตๆฎฟใซ้›ใˆ็›ดใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใพใ ใพใ ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใพใงๆˆฆไบ‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใปใฉใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฏๅ’Œๆฐ—่—นใ€…ใจ่ฉฑใ—ใ‚ใ„ใ€ใฉใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจไธฆใ‚“ใงๅบงใ‚Šใ€็ด…่Œถใซๅฃใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๆ•ตใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ในใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ€ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจๆˆฆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใฎๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ƒ้ฆ–ใŒ้šฃใซๅบงใฃใฆใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏๅฃใ‚’ใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใจใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€‚็พŽๅ‘ณใ„็ด…่Œถใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่ฒทใฃใฆๅธฐใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใชใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅธฐใ‚Šใฎ้š›ใซใ”็”จๆ„ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ไผš่ซ‡ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅถ็„ถใงใ™ใŒใ€ไธ‰ๅ›ฝใฎไปฃ่กจใŒ้›†ใพใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ—ใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ๆฉŸไผšใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅพŒใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ใŠ่ฉฑใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๆ…ŒใฆใตใŸใ‚ใใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ใ€ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฏใฒใจ็จใฟใ—ใฆ้ป™ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ป™ใฃใฆ่žใ‘ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆไธ–ใฎไธญใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ๅ›ฝใงใ„ใกๆ—ฉใ็Ÿฅใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใŸๅนธ้‹ใ‚’ใฉใ†ๆดปใ‹ใ™ใ‹ใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใง่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใƒ“ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็„ผใ่“ๅญใ‚’ใ€็ซ‹ใฆ็ถšใ‘ใซๅ››ใคใปใฉๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๅ‘ทใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ่“ๅญใŠใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใพใšใฏใ€ไฟบใ‹ใ‚‰็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใธใ”ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆ•ฌ่ชžใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใƒ ใƒƒใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ™ใใซ่‚ฉใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ใฌใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏใ‚ใชใ‚ใชใจ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฎไผš่ฉฑใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒ่šŠๅธณใฎๅค–ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ™ใงใซใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡้–“ใฎๅฏพ็ซ‹ใฏ็ต‚ไบ†ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅ‹ๅฅฝ็š„ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ™ใ‚‰ๅ‡บๆฅไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏใ“ใฎๅ ดใงใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ้ ˜ๅœŸใฎๆญฃๅฝ“ใชๅ›ฝๅฎถใŒไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใŒ้‹ๅ–ถใ™ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝๅฎถใฎใฟใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่ชใ‚ใ•ใ›ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทๆต้€šใ‚’็›พใซๆœ€ไฝŽ้™ใฎ่ฃœๅ„Ÿใงๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’็ต‚ไบ†ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ็›ฎ่ซ–่ฆ‹ใฏไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚็™บใ•ใšใซ็ต‚ไบ†ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅง”ๅ“กไผšใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใซใชใ‚‹ๅคขใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆฝฐใˆใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏๆ€’ใ‚Šใซ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ไปฅๅค–ใซใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’่žใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซใฆไธ‰ๅ›ฝไผš่ซ‡ใŒ้–‹ๅง‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใŸใกใซใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใฎๅฎฟๆณŠใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไป–ใซใ€ๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›็ญ‰ใซไฝฟใ†ใŸใ‚ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚‚็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไปฃ่กจ่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใŒไผš่ซ‡ใซๆœ›ใ‚€ใ‚ใ„ใ ใ€10ๅใฎ้š่กŒๅ“กใฏๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ“ใ“ใซ้›†ใพใฃใฆๅพ…ๆฉŸใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ไป–ๅ›ฝใฎๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‚’่‡ช็”ฑใซๆญฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใใ€็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ปฝ้ฃŸใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใใ€้š่กŒๅ“กใŸใกใฏๅฃฐใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅŸŽๅ†…ใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๅ‰ใ€็”บใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ๆˆฆไบ‰ไธญใฎ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบบใŒใƒใƒ„ใƒชใจๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ๅฝผใฏ้›ใˆใŸ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่กจๅ‘ใใฏ่จ˜้Œฒไฟ‚ใฎๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใจใ—ใฆ้š่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆต้€šใŒๆญขใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๆ–น้ขใ‹ใ‚‰้›ฃๆฐ‘ใŒ้€šใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€่ก—ใŒ่’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซโ€œ้€šใฃใŸใ ใ‘โ€ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ้›ฃๆฐ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใฎ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใŒใ€็ทใ˜ใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใจใ„ใ†ๅ™‚ใ ใฃใŸใŒ......ใ€ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒไป•ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸๅ™‚่ฉฑใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹โ€œ้›ฃๆฐ‘โ€ใฏใ€ๆ—ขใซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ƒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใจใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๆ•—ๅŒ—ๅพŒใซ่„ฑๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใฎ้›ฃๆฐ‘ใŸใกใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๆททๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใšๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹? ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ‚‚ใพใŸๆ–ฐใŸใซๅฏ่ฟ”ใฃใŸ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใŒๅ‡บใŸใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใใ€ใพใŸไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใŒ่ฃๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ‚‚ไธๆ€่ญฐใ ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใžใ€ ใ€Œๆป…ๅคšใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใชใ€ ใ ใŒใ€็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅทฎใฏใ‚ใ‚ŒๅŒๆง˜ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏ่ซŒใ‚ใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใŒๅ‡บใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้šŠ้•ทใ€ใจใซใ‹ใๆœฌๅ›ฝใซๆˆปใฃใฆ็Šถๆณใ‚’ไผใˆใ‚‹ในใใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹? ใ“ใฎใพใพใ“ใ“ใซๅฑ…ใฆใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅฅดใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅฎฐ็›ธใซใ™ใ‚‰ใพใจใ‚‚ใซ่ฉฑใŒ้€šใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œ้šŠ้•ทใจๅ‘ผใถใชใ€‚่ชฐใŒ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใ—ใ™ใŽใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€็•ชๅนดใ‹ใ•ใฎ็”ทใŒๆณจๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่‹ฅใ„็”ทใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆๆธˆใพใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๅ˜ใชใ‚‹้š่กŒๅ“กใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹......) ไผš่ซ‡ใฎๅ ดใจๅŒๆง˜ใ€่ฃ้€š่ทฏใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซใฎ้ƒจ้šŠใ ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€3็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใซๅˆฅใ‚Œใฆ้š่กŒๅ“กใจๅŒๆ•ฐใฎ10ๅใง็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅ ดๅˆใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ้šŠ้•ทใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅค–ไบคๅ•้กŒใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใ†ใพใใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใซ็ฝชใ‚’็€ใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏใƒžใ‚ทใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚......ใใ“ใพใงใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใฏใ€ไธญๅคฎใ‹ใ‚‰่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใ†ใ†ใพใ่กŒใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใ‚ใฎใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅผทใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅค–ไบคๅ•้กŒใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ›ใฐๆง็Ž‰ใซใ‚ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ›ž้ฟใงใใพใ„ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟๅŠ›ใฏ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใซ่‚ฉๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅฏ่ฟ”ใฃใŸ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฏ็„กใใชใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€ ่‹ฑ้›„ใงๅๅ‰ใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸ้†œ่žใ‚‚ๅบƒใพใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ€ใจ้šŠ้•ทใฏ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฌๆ˜Žใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ—ใ‘ๅฃฒใ‚Šใ ใจ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใŸใŒใ€‚ ไผš่ซ‡ใŒไธ่ชฟใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใŒๆ”นๅ–„ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹่ฆ‹่พผใฟใŒ็„กใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใจใ„ใ†ๅ‰ๆใงใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏโ€œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไธ่ˆˆใ‚’่ฒทใฃใŸใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใŒๆฎบๅฎณใ•ใ‚ŒใŸโ€ใจใ„ใ†็Šถๆณใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’็‰ฉ้™ฐใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้šฃใซใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒใ€ๅฐๅฃฐใง่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงไบ‹ไปถใ‚’่ตทใ“ใใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใŒ้€š็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก้ง„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ไฝฟ่€…ใŒๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€้š่กŒๅ“กใ‚‚ใŸใ ใงใฏใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ไป–่€…ใฎ่ฉ•ไพกใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–นใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒใƒƒใ‚ตใƒชใจๅณ็ญ”ใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใซใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใ‚‚ใใ†ๆ€ใ†ใ€‚......็›ฃ่ฆ–ใฏ็ถšใ‘ใคใคใ€ไธ€ๅฟœใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใจ้šŠ้•ทใธๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œไบ†่งฃใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใพใŸๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎๅˆฅๅฎคใงใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎไธปๆตๆดพใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใŒใ€ไธๆบ€ใ’ใช้ก”ใ‚’็ชใๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ่ชžใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ†ใจใ†ใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใŒ่ช•็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹......ใ€ ๆ…ถไบ‹ใฎใฏใšใ ใŒใ€ๅฃ่ชฟใ‚‚่กจๆƒ…ใ‚‚ๆš—ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใฎใฏใšใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏ่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใฎๅฝนใ‚’ไฟใฃใŸๅ…ƒ็Ž‹ๅญๆดพใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚็Ž‹ๅฆƒใฎๆšด่ตฐใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ในใ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆš—ๆฎบๆœช้‚ใฎไปถใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใฃใกใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎๅ‹•ใใŒ่ฃ็›ฎใซๅ‡บใŸ็ตๆžœใ€ๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๆจใฆ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใซใพใงๅผฑใพใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ไปฅๅ‰ใฏๅŸŽๅ†…ใซใ„ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅคง้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅ ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸ็Ž‹ๅญๆดพใ‚‚ใ€ๆฎ‹ใ™ใจใ“ใ‚ใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ„ใ‚‹5ๅใฎใฟใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅญ็ˆตใŒๆœ€้ซ˜ไฝใจใ„ใ†ไฝใฎไฝŽใ•ใ‚‚็›ธใพใฃใฆใ€ๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใจใฏใจใฆใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใ€‚ ๅฝน็›ฎใ‚’่งฃใ‹ใ‚Œใฆ้ ˜ๅœฐใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚Šไธ‹้‡Žใ—ใŸ่€…ใฏใพใ ่‰ฏใ„ๆ–นใงใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็Ž‹ๅฅณ็›ดๅฑž็ต„็น”ใจใ—ใฆๅ†็ทจๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ่ชฟๆŸปใงๆฑš่ทใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใฃใŸ่€…ใŸใกใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใ›ใ—ใ‚ใจใ—ใฆๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏ่ฃใงๅฏ†ใ‹ใซโ€œๅ‡ฆๅˆ†โ€ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใŒ็Ž‹ๅฅณใจไผš่ซ‡ใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ƒใฏใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚„ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใŒไฝ™่จˆใช็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅ›ฝๅ†…ใ‚’่’ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ›ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚‚ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚’้จ™ใ—ใฆๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใฃใŸ็ตๆžœใ€ไบ‹ใŒๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใฟใซใชใฃใฆๅ•้กŒใŒๅคงใใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ›ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซ่‡ณใฃใฆใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใงใ‚ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚’ๅฃŠๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅŽŸๅ› ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸใฎใงใ™!ใ€ ๅฎŸใฏใ“ใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚‚ๅฝ“็•ชใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒใ“ใฃใใ‚Š่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ไธ‰ไบบใฒใจ็ต„ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ้ ญ็—›ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒชใ‚ฐใƒชใจ็œ‰้–“ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆ่€ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจ็ต่จ—ใ—ใฆๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒด้‡ใชๅฎ็Ÿณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ขใŒๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’้€šใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ไป•็ต„ใฟใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’ๅ›ฝใซๅผ•ใ่พผใ‚“ใ ใฎใ‚‚ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎ่ฒฌไปปใชใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฎ่ฉฑใŒๅ‡บใชใ„ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆๆ€–ใฎๆ–นใŒๅ„ชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏ็ดๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธๅบฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎไฝฟ่€…ใŒใ“ใฎๅŸŽใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ”ๅŠ›ใ€ใจใฏ?ใ€ ่‹ฅใ„่ฒดๆ—ใŒใƒ‹ใƒคใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ๆๆกˆใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใ‚’ใ€ๆœ€ๅนด้•ทใง็ˆตไฝใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ„ไธญๅนด่ฒดๆ—ใŒ่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่žใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใ€…ใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ๅผทๅŒ–ใฎๆฉ‹ๆธกใ—ๅฝนใจใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ชฟๆ•ดใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’้€šใ˜ใฆ่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆณใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใ—ใฆใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใฎไฟฎๅพฉใธใฎ็ช“ๅฃใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ—ใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใฏๆˆฆๅ‹ๅ›ฝใฎไปฃ่กจใจใ—ใฆใฎๅงฟใ‚’ไฟใฃใŸใพใพใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใŒ ใใฎๆๆกˆใซใ€ๅ ดใซใ„ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅฆ™ๆกˆใ ใจ่†ใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆๆญ“่ฟŽใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฏๅผทใ„ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆๆ–ฐ่ˆˆใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆญดไปฃใฎๅค–ไบคใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅฐฝใใ—ใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใซใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†้ƒจๅˆ†ใงใฏๅฏพๆŠ—ใงใใพใ™ใพใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿๆๆกˆๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใพใจใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใ†ใพใ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ€้™ž็ˆตใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใชใ€ ๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ„่ฉฑ้กŒใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใปใ“ใ‚ใฐใ›ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใŒใ€่บซๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใง็พๅฎŸใ‚’ๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใจใŒ่‰ฏใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใšใ•ใ‚“ใช่จˆ็”ปใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใใฃใจๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚
Waiting for the coronation ceremony the next day, hurried preparations are advancing in a room, reserved for the sake of the conference, in a corner of the castle. In a plain room, that is generally used for stuff like normal conventions etc., a luxurious chair for Princess Imeraria to sit in has been brought in and opposite of it 3 chairs have been lined up. Providing a small table besides each of the chairs, it was planned to place things like black tea and water jugs there at the time of the conference. The maids, who had been entrusted with the location of the conference, waited uprightly for the Princess' group to arrive in the corners of the room with tense expressions. But there was someone else there waiting for the Princess' group except the girls. Checking the room's inside from gaps in hung up pictures, they are members of the Royal Knight Order. As only Sabnak, among the Royal Knight Order, would carry out his guard duty standing next to the princess, it had been decided to use this opportunity to test the monitoring from hidden pathways. Three adult knights were holding their breaths while huddling together shoulder-by-shoulder and holding spears in their hands. The plan is for them to jump out through the thin wall in order to assist Sabnak in case something happens, but it doesn't even seem like it will turn into such a situation in the first place. "Please excuse me." (Roshi) "We awaited your arrival. Please come this way and sit down." The first, who made an appearance, was the envoy dispatched by Vichy's central committee, Roshi. Without a single attendant, he entered the room by himself and sat down on the chair he was guided to by a maid. With little to no waiting, a single maid enters the room and announces [Her Highness, the Princess, is entering the room] . Roshi stood up and bowed his head to Imeraria walking in while being slowly led by Sabnak. "Your Majesty, the Queen, I'm extremely delighted for you to give me a chance for discussions in spite my sudden request." (Roshi) Though he expressed his gratitude with exaggerating gestures, he gives me a bad feeling with his expression and its fake smile stuck on it "Officially I still haven't inherited the throne. Currently my social standing is nothing more than that of a princess." (Imeraria) "This is, I was gravely impolite, Your Highness, the Princess. Then, given that I don't want to annoy Her Highness with wasting her precious time on someone as insignificant as me, though it is immediate, the request from my country is..." (Roshi) "Wait. There are other participants joining us on this conference." (Imeraria) Flatly stopping Roshi, who tried to advance the talks at his own leisure, Imeraria quietly tasted the prepared black tea. Once she looks at the maid, who poured the tea, which gave off a nice fragrance, she saw the maid, who possessed deep blue hair and pupils, facing in the direction of Sabnak nonchalantly and without any expression. Even if Imeraria's curiosity was apparently piqued towards that girl of marriageable age, the arrival of new conference participants was announced. "Earl Hifumi Tohno-sama and the king of Horant, Suprangel-sama, are entering." Although Imeraria questioned why the names were read out aloud although they aren't at the audience hall, seeing Roshi's shocked face and him forgetting to stand up in front of them, she watched Hifumi and an old man entering while smiling broadly. She knew they were acting. Imeraria, standing up from her chair, lightly pinched her skirt while doing her greetings. "Nice to meet you, Your Majesty, King of Horant. I'm Orsongrande's princess, called Imeraria Torie Orsongrande. ... Thank you for your quick attendance." (Imeraria) "Oh, you are the holy woman I heard stories of. I'm the king of Horant, Suprangel Gengh Horant. I'm representing the country, which was utterly defeated by this man the other day." (Suprangel) Observing Suprangel, who laughed loudly pointing at Hifumi, Imeraria lowered her eyebrows. Going by the stories she heard before, the man Suprangel of Horant should be a calm person notorious for being always hard to please. "At any rate, that vehicle called platform wagon is fun. Though I came here hitching a ride from Alyssa-dono, there was no need for breaks unlike with horses. Fodder isn't needed either." (Suprangel) "What foolish thing are you saying. Thanks to that several of Horant's soldier had to go to the medical office with muscular pains." (Hifumi) "Humph. Seems that they have to be trained in this way of transportation. Though they were trained by Alyssa-dono after getting healed, there is still a long way to go, huh?" (Suprangel) As if they didn't fight a war just a few days ago, Hifumi and Suprangel harmoniously talked with each other, sat next to each other with a flump and tasted the black tea. As Hifumi, who should be the enemy, sat next to the ruler of the country, which should be fighting against Orsongrande, to which Hifumi belonged, Roshi's mouth flapped open and closed. "Ho, it's a delicious black tea. I want to buy this before I return home." (Suprangel) "We will prepare it at the time of your return then. Well then, let's start this conference. Incidentally, the representatives of all three human countries have gathered." (Imeraria) Suprangel made the panicked Roshi shut up with a single glare. "Be quiet and listen. And it's best to desperately think how to capitalise on such good fortune that you were able to be one of the first countries to realise how the world is changing." (Suprangel) Hifumi, who tossed around 4 pieces of the baked sweets, similar to biscuits, placed in front of him into his mouth in sequence, listened to their conversation while drinking the black tea in one go. "Give me more sweets. Well, shall I report to Her Highness, the Princess, first then?" (Hifumi) Imeraria got sullen at Hifumi for forcibly using honorific language, but immediately relaxed. On the other hand, Roshi trembled all over in fear. With the conference up until this point, Vichy has been left at the side with Orsongrande and Horant already having the confrontation between each other concluded. On the contrary, even a friendly atmosphere had developed between them. Roshi had intended to finish the war with the minimal compensation of circulating the magic tools from Horant as shield and to have only the country managed by the central committee to be recognised as official state of Vichy's territory. That plan was cut without him uttering a single word. Even my dream of becoming a member of the committee has fallen apart with this "Then, let's hear your report, Earl Tohno." (Imeraria) Like this Orsongrande started the meeting of the three countries. Each member of the emissaries from Vichy was provided a room for lodging purposes and all of them had a room for things like meetings etc. During the time they expected Roshi, who is their representative, to be at the conference, all of the 10 attendants decided to gather here and be on standby. As they shouldn't freely walk around within the castle of a foreign nation and without eating the prepared light meal either, the attendants talked with each other in lowered voices. "... Before entering the castle, I tried to have a look at the situation in the city, but no matter how you look at it, it hasn't an air of being in war." A single of them mutters a few words. Although he has a trained body, it has been arranged that he is officially following as civil official of records keeping. "It's not like the circulation of good and money has been stopped either. There was the gossip of refugees coming and going from the direction of Horant, but that hasn't caused the city to fall into chaos either. It was really "only coming and going."" "There was a rumour that generally the destination of those refugees was the Fokalore territory..." The "refugees", appearing in their procured gossips, are the former soldiers of Horant, who have already arrived in Fokalore, and those escaping after the defeat of Horant. The real meaning of the information about the refugees has been mixed up. "Won't our country end up being completely shaved off by Fokalore, if it stays like this? Didn't a new defecting city appear just a few days ago? Not only Pursang, it won't be even strange for someone else to double-cross the central committee once again." "Don't say anything careless." However, since all of them are thinking about the same thing with a difference in seriousness, no further words of remonstration are spoken. "Captain, shouldn't we return to our own country to relay the state of affairs either way? It won't solve anything even if we stay here as is. Roshi, that guy, won't be even able to directly talk with the prime minister, not to mention the princess, will he?" "Don't call me captain. You don't know who might be listening in." "You worry too much." Although he was warned by the oldest man, the young man ended up laughing. However, there's definitely someone here eavesdropping on their talks and observing them. (They aren't simple attendants after all, huh... ?) Similar to the location of the conference, a unit, led by Vaiya, was monitoring them from a hidden pathway. As there's also a chance of the other side possessing weapons this time, they are monitoring with the same number as there are attendants, 10, split up in 3 places. "... Depending on the situation, we will kill Roshi." Everyone gulped due to the words spoken by the man called captain. "If we are able to cleverly pin the crime on Earl Tohno once it becomes a diplomatic issue, our country's position will become slightly better. ... I have obtained the permission from central to go as far as making such judgement." "However, will it go that smoothly? Our opponent is that Earl Tohno." "Although he might be called powerful, if he causes a diplomatic issue, he won't be able to avoid getting criticized. At the very least his influence within this country will fall. He should loose the leeway to pay attention to betraying cities and to support Pursang." "Since his name as hero has been spreading, it will be easy to propagate this kind of scandal", the captain explained. Though he smiled wryly as that was the explanation he had been provided by the central committee. Under the preamble that Vichy's position likely won't improve, if the conference finishes in disagreement, they began to discuss in order to create a situation of "if Roshi is killed, Hifumi would fall into disgrace." Vaiya, who heard that from his hiding place, made a complicated face. The knight next to him addressed him in a low voice. "Vice-captain, they are trying to cause some incident within the castle..." "Yea, seems so, but... do you think their hands will reach with Earl Tohno as opponent?" "That's likely futile. If the envoy was hostile, it won't end with the attendants being sorry either. Beside, he probably doesn't care about the evaluation from others." Due to the knight answering immediately and resolutely, Vaiya nodded while smiling bitterly. "I think so, too. ... While you continue monitoring them, I will go and report about this to Earl Tohno and the captain for the time being." "As you've ordered." In a yet different room within the castle, the nobles, who ended up being left outside the main faction of Orsongrande, were talking together face-to-face with glum expressions. "At last, it's the birth of a queen, huh... ?" Though it should be an auspicious event, their tones and expressions were depressed. No wonder, they were the nobles of the former prince faction, who barely preserved their roles within the castle. Due to the matter of the attempted assassination of the princes which should also be called the rampaging of the queen, all of their movements resulted in backfiring on them. They already ended up being weakened as far as to the degree of being ignored in regards to their influence. Also, the prince faction, which previously commanded the majority of the nobles in the castle, has been decreased to the point of no more than the 5 in this room. Furthermore, combined with their low-ranking, with a Viscount being the most prominent, they are in a state, where you can even say that they have no influence at all. The people, who after having lost their power, were dismissed from their duties and returned to their territory, were still well off. Those found to be corrupt after an investigation by the knight order, which had been completely reorganized as organization under the direct control of the princess, have been secretly "disposed off" behind the scenes or boldly in front of everyone as warning. "I heard the envoy from the central committee of Vichy is currently carrying out a conference with the princess." "Originally, the nature of invading our country was an unnecessary act for Vichy and Horant. As result of Vichy currying favours with and tricking the nobles nobles of our country, including even us in this situation, this probably became a too big problem for the situation to be fairly beneficial. As for Horant, it was used as cause for destroying our knight orders, which were our combat potential." As a matter of fact the knights on duty were secretly listening to this conversation, however the knights, who were in three man cells, endured by rubbing their eyebrows with turning movements to lower their headaches as they exchanged looks at each other's faces. Making plans to get the aqua sapphire, which is a precious gem of this country, past the national border by conspiring with Vichy and winning over Horant's magicians to this country are undoubtedly the responsibilities of nobles. The fact, that the talks don't mention Hifumi here, is likely owed to their complete state of terror "... In that case, since the envoy from Vichy is just right now in this castle, won't it also be fine to get them to cooperate one way or the other?" "Cooperate, how?" The middle-aged noble, as the eldest and with the highest peerage, bent himself forward listening as the young noble began his proposal while smiling broadly.magic "We have to coordinate in order to obtain the duty of mediating the strengthening of relations with Vichy. Since we are in a situation of buying magic tools from Horant through Vichy, it means we will be able to make contact with those related to restoration in Vichy. The princess has to keep her appearance as the representative of the victorious nation, however if we can establish negotiations to guarantee the trade behind the scenes, we will be free from obstacles, including even the princess." That suggestion was welcomed by everyone at this place as excellent plan by clapping on their knees. "Though Earl Tohno is powerful, he is a rising noble. They won't be able to refuse us this part as we are nobles, who have full knowledge of diplomacy through our successive generations." "Well, let's settle the details of the proposal right away. If it turns out well, there's also the possibility of us rising in peerage." The knights softly sighed while looking at the nobles, who have smiling faces due to the cheerful topic, making plans carelessly. The knights understood well how the nobles selfishly didn't grasp reality.
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ไบบ้–“ใŒๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฎๆฃฎใธ่ธใฟๅ…ฅใฃใŸไบ‹ใ€ๅพŒๆ‚”ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ตใฏ็‹™ๆ’ƒๆ‰‹ใจใ—ใฆใฏๅคฑๆ ผใชใปใฉใซ้ ญใซ่ก€ใŒ็™ปใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ้›‘ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใซ่‹›็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๆœจ้™ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ ใ‘ใงๅๅญ—ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃ?!ใ€ ่‚ฉใซๅ‚ทใ‚’่ฒ ใฃใŸ็‹™ๆ’ƒๆ‰‹ใฏใ€ใŸใพใ‚‰ใšๆœจใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝไธ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆนฟใฃใŸๅœŸใจ็ฉใฟ้‡ใชใฃใŸ่‘‰ใฎไธŠใซใ€ใใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚Šใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ€ๆ•ตใฏใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆๅฟœๆˆฆใ™ใ‚‹ๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŠœใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใŒใ€ๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ–‰ๅ…ƒใซๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒใšใฃใจๆ—ฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ......ใ€ ่–„ๆš—ใ„ๆฃฎใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๅฆ–ใ—ใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใคๅˆ€ใ‚’้–“่ฟ‘ใง่ฆ‹ใŸๆ•ตใฏใ€่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅˆƒใซๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใ€ๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘่ƒŒใŒ้ซ˜ใใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒชใจ็ดฐใ„ๅ››่‚ขใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆๅผฑใ€…ใ—ใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—็™–ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้•ทใ„้‡‘้ซชใ‚’ๅพŒใ‚ใซๆตใ—ใฆ็ธ›ใฃใŸ้ซชๅž‹ใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œ้•ทใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใŸ่ฆ‹็›ฎใฎ่‰ฏใ„ไธญๆ€ง็š„ใช้ก”็ซ‹ใกใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบๅฝขใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€็‰นๅพด็š„ใช้•ทใ„่€ณใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰......ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‹ใ€ ้ ๆ…ฎใชใใ‚ธใƒญใ‚ธใƒญใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏไธๅฟซใใ†ใช้ก”ใงๅ”พใ‚’ๅใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆฃฎใธ็„กๆ–ญใงไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใŸไบบ้–“ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ็„กไบ‹ใงใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใชใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ็„กๆ–ญใŒใƒ€ใƒกใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใฎ้–€ใงใ‚‚ไฝœใฃใฆๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—็”จใฎ้ˆดใงใ‚‚็ฝฎใ„ใฆใŠใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ่ŒถๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏ็›Šใ€…้™บใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ“ใ“ใŒใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซไฝ•ใฎ็”จใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏ่ฆ‹ใซๆฅใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใชใ€‚็”Ÿๆดปใฎๅ ดใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐๅฐš่‰ฏใ„ใŒใ€็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๅฅฅใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆ‰€ใธ่กŒใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹!ใ€ ้ฉšใใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’่’ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใใฎ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’่ก—ใงไธ€ไบบ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ่ฆช็Ž‰ใฎใƒ„ใƒฉใงใ‚‚ๆ‹ใ‚“ใงใŠใ“ใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ€ ๅœฐ็„ใ ใจใ‹ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใซๆฅใŸใจใ„ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฉใ‚‚ใฏไปŠใฏๆˆ‘ใ€…ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ็ง˜่ก“ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€ๅฅฅๅœฐใซใฆๅฐๅฐใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅƒ…ใ‹ใชใปใ“ใ‚ใณใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅผฑใ„่€…ใฏๆบขใ‚Œๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒ......ใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒ่ชžใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใซใ‚ˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆฃฎใซๆŠผใ—ๅ›ฒใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€็ต็•Œใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ‚’ๅˆถ้™ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ไปฅๅ‰ใซใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใฎใƒˆใƒซใƒณใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸโ€œไบบ้–“ใจๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๆ—โ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€็ต็•Œใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใซใใ„ใ€้ญ”ๅŠ›ใฎๅผฑใ„่€…ใŒๆฃฎใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใŸ็ตๆžœใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸ่€…ใŸใกใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆฎบใ—ใŸใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใฏใ€ใใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ใ†ใพใไบบ้–“ใฎไธญใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚ใŸ้ƒจ้กžใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใใ‚“ใช้ขๅ€’ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใงไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅฐๅฐใ‚’ๆ–ฝใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฐกๅ˜ใชไบ‹ใ ใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏๅใๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏใ€ๅ…ƒใฏใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆฅใ‚ŒใŸ็จฎๆ—ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅŠ็ซฏ่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’่‡ช็”ฑใซใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใชใฉใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆฅใ ใ€ ใ€ŒๅŠ็ซฏ่€…ใจใพใง่จ€ใ†ๅ‰ฒใซใฏใ€ๆป…ใผใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ›ใšใซๅฐๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงๆธˆใพใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚‚่€ณใŒ้•ทใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๅฃใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใ็ด”็ฒ‹ใชๆˆฆ้—˜ใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’ๆป…ใผใ™็จ‹ใฎๅŠ›ใฏๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ€ไบบ้–“ใซใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„! ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ…ˆใฏใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ไปฅๅค–ใฏ็ซ‹ใกๅ…ฅใ‚Š็ฆๆญขใ !ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ƒŒใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใใ›ใซใ€ๅญไพ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใ†ๅฅดใ ใ€ ใ€Œๅญไพ›ใจ่จ€ใ†ใช!ใ€ ๅˆƒใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ€้ดๅบ•ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่นดใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅพŒใ‚ใธไธ€ๆญฉไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ท้›ขใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏไปŠๅบฆใ“ใใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€้€†ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใฆๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใŒ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸๅทฆ่‚ฉใŒ็—›ใ‚€ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใฆๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๅบฆใฏใ€่ฒ ใ‘ใชใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใซโ€œไปŠๅบฆโ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€็”˜ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใใ€‚......่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€ๆด่ปใŒๆฅใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใžใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆฃฎใฎๅฅฅใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•ฐๅใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ทใ‚ฏใ€ไบบ้–“็›ธๆ‰‹ใซไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ๅ…ˆ้ ญใ‚’้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸ็”ทใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒใ€ๅผ•ใ็ตžใฃใŸๅผ“ใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใพใพใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’ๆ€’้ณดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใงใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใใซไฝฟใˆใชใ„ๅญไพ›ใฎใŠๅ‰ใซ่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซ......ใ€ ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€ๅฑใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅญไพ›ใใฎใพใพใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใง่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅพŒ็ถšใฎๅฅณๆ€งใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒใ€ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใซ่งฆใ‚Œใฆๆฒป็™’้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๅ”ฑใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅญไพ›ใ ใจ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใ€ๆ€’้ณดใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒ่‹ฆใ€…ใ—ใ’ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใคใ„ใฆใใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽ่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒๆฃฎใซๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฆ™ใช็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆฃฎใซไบบ้–“ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใชใฉ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ่‡ณ่ฟ‘่ท้›ขใง็Ÿขใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็‰นใซๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ใ ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจไธ‹ใ’ใฆ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็Ÿขใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎขไบบใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ‚‹ๆ…‹ๅบฆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œๅญไพ›ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅคšๅฐ‘ๆˆฆใˆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ่ชฟๅญใซ......ใ‚ใ‚!?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใŒๅผ“ใฎๅผฆใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅผพใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆšดใ‚ŒใŸๅผฆใŒใ€ๅผ“ใ‚’ๆŒใคใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่…•ใซๅ‚ทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ€็Ÿขใฏใƒใƒˆใƒชใจ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œไบบ้–“้ขจๆƒ…ใŒใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผๆง˜ใฎๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ่…•ใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใจๅŒๆง˜ใซๆ€’ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใ€ใใ„ใคใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ๅฅดใซๅพ“ใ†ใ‚‚ใชใซใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ใƒขใƒŽใฎ้“็†ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€ใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€ใฉใ†ใ›ใชใ‚‰ๅŠ›ใฅใใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่จ€ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ไบบ้–“้ขจๆƒ…ใŒใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹!ใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅ‚ทใ‚’็™’ใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒใ€่…ฐใฎใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸใฎใฏ้ขจใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ฃ›ๆฅใ—ใŸ้ขจใฎๅˆƒใ‚’ๅคง่ƒ†ใซใ‚‚ๅนณๆ‰‹ใงๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใƒณใ€ใจๅผพใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€้ขจใฎๅˆƒใฏๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆไบ‹ใ‚’......ใ€ ๅพŒ่ก›ใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€้ฉšๆ„•ใ‚’้ก”ใซๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚ๆฒป็™‚ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใ‚‚ใใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏๆ–็„กใ—ใง้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’ๅไน—ใฃใŸๅฅดใ‚‚ๆ–ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใตใ‚€ใตใ‚€ใ€ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒๅฎน่ตฆใชใ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็‚Žใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏใ€ๆฃฎใฎๆœจใ€…ใซๆฐ—ใ‚’้ฃใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ้ขจใฎๅˆƒใ‚„็Ÿณ็คซใŒ้ฃ›ๆฅใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ‚’ใ€ใใ‚‹ใใ‚‹ใจ่ธŠใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๆ‘˜ใ‚€ใจใ€ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŠ•ๆ“ฒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠใพใ•ใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใจใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๅทฆ็›ฎใซใ€ๆทฑใ€…ใจใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใŒๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹็žฌ้–“ใซใฏใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚‚ๅˆ€ใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใงๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใจๅ››ไบบใ€ ใตใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใฏ้ฉšใใจๆ€ฏใˆใง่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใฆๅพŒใšใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ•ใฃใใพใงใฎๅจๅ‹ขใฏใฉใ“ใธ่กŒใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฒใƒ......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจ็›ฎ็ทšใŒๅˆใ†ใจใ€ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใฏ็Ÿญใ„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆ!ใ€ ๆถ™ใ‚’ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใซๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ‚ทใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ‹ใฐใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆฒป็™‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฅณๆ€งใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใซๅบƒใ’ใฆ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใŸใกใฎ่ฒ ใ‘ใงใ™! ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€่‹ฅใ„่€…ใฏ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹......ใ€ ็ญ”ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ช็„ถ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฅณใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆจชใ‚’้€šใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใ€ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใฎๆจชใ‚’่ตฐใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅพŒใ‚ใซใ„ใŸ็”ทๅฅณไบŒไบบใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใธ่‚‰่ฟซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ใง้ ่ท้›ขใ‹ใ‚‰็‹™ๆ’ƒใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไบŒไบบใฏใ€ๆ€ฅใซ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ่ฟซใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้ฉšใใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅ‡บๆฅใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้€†่ขˆ่ฃŸใซๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใงใพใจใ‚ใฆไธกๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆฎบใ•ใšใซใŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใฏๆณกใ‚’ๅนใ‹ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใฆ้ฉšๆ„•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ‚ทใ‚ฏใซๅนด้ฝขใ‚’่จชใญใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใฏๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒ16ๆญณใ ใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅญใฏใ€่ฆช็„กใ—ๅญใงใ€็งใŒ้ขๅ€’ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅญใง......ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅญใŒ่ฒดๆ–นใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚็งใ‚‚่ฌใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ”ๅฎน่ตฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€่ฆชไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆไฟบใฎ้ ผใฟใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚่‹ฅใ„็”ทใŒๅฅณใซๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ๅคงไฝ“ๆƒณๅƒใŒใคใใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€้“ๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใ€ ๆ‡็ด™ใงๆ‹ญใฃใŸๅˆ€ใ‚’็ดใ‚ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่ขดใฎๅœŸใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใธ่กŒใ้“ใ ใ€‚ใปใ‚Œใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ่กŒใใžใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„!ใ€ ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€ๆœชใ ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใซ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฒธใ—ใฆใชใ‚“ใจใ‹็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๆณฃใๆณฃใๆ‰“ใกๆจใฆใŸใพใพใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใ‚’ๆญฉใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใŸใกใซใจใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๆฃฎใฏๆตใฟใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆœ€ๆœŸใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๅข“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ๆฃฎใ‚’ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅคงๅค‰ใช็ฆๅฟŒใจใ™ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใ‚’ใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใจๅไน—ใฃใŸๅฅณๆ€งใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฃฎใ‚’ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏๅณใกใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใจใ—ใฆใฎ็”Ÿใๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ็งใŸใกใฏๅฐใ•ใ„้ ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•™ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๆˆ้•ทใ—ใฆ่กŒใใพใ™ใ€‚่ฆชใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใฎๅญใงใ‚‚ใ€ไพ‹ๅค–ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใจใ†ใจใ†ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ทใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ่ƒŒไธญใซ่ƒŒ่ฒ ใฃใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใฏๅนผใ„้ ƒใซไธก่ฆชใ‚’ไบกใใ—ใ€ไปฅๆฅ็ฅ–็ˆถใซ่‚ฒใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎ็ฅ–็ˆถใ‚‚ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅไบกใใชใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆตใฟใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅข“ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆฃฎใง่‚ฒใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่€้ฝขใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ€่บซไฝ“ใŒ็กฌ็›ดใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๆฑบใ‚ใŸๆœจใซๅฏ„ใ‚Šๆทปใ„ใ€ใใฎใพใพๆœจใจๅŒๅŒ–ใ—ใฆๆœ€ๆœŸใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใพใ™ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๆฃฎใฏใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซใจใฃใฆๅข“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ใจใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ•ใฃใใ€ใ‚ˆใใงใใŸๆœจๅฝซใ‚Šใฎไบบๅฝขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ˆบใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใŒใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏๅคšๅˆ†ใ€่€ใ„ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใชใ‚Œใฎๆžœใฆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใชใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใง็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใŒๆœจใซๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€็งใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆ˜”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ†ใงใ—ใŸใ€ใจใ—ใ‹ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏ100ๆญณๅ‰ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่บซไฝ“ใฎๆค็‰ฉๅŒ–ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ€1ๅนดใปใฉใงๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใใชใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŠๅนด็จ‹ๅบฆใงๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆœจใจไธ€ไฝ“ๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้•ทๅฏฟใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใจใฏ้•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆˆ้•ทใฏๆ—ฉใใ€12ๆญณ็จ‹ๅบฆใงๅคงไบบใฎ่บซ้•ทใซใพใง่ƒŒใŒไผธใณใ‚‹ใŒใ€่บซไฝ“่ƒฝๅŠ›็š„ใซใฏๅŠฃใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎไปฅไธŠใซใ‹ใ‘้›ขใ‚ŒใŸ่ฌŽใฎ็”Ÿๆ…‹ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใฒใญใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏ็งใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใจใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ้ ๆ…ฎใŒใกใซๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅผทใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹้•ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎ้ฉๅฝ“ใช็ญ”ใˆใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€่žใ„ใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏ่žใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ ญใฎไธญใซใฏๅ…ˆใปใฉ่ฆ‹ใŸๆจนๆœจใจ่žๅˆใ—ใŸ่€ไบบใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๅงฟใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ๅ…ˆใซใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎ้›†่ฝใซๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•ใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠใฎ่ฉฑใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใฒใฃใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๅ‰ใ„ใฎใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใใ„ใคใซ่žใ„ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€ ใ„ใใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆœจใซๅŒๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใชไธ–็•Œใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๅฟƒใซใฒใฃใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€็ดๅพ—ใงใใชใ„ใ“ใจใซใฏไฝ•ใ‹็ญ”ใˆใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๅฏ„ใ‚Š้“ใใ‚‰ใ„ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€่กŒใๅ…ˆๅค‰ๆ›ดใ ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใซใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ–ญใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
Five days passed with him proceeding in the direction, he was told by the one-eared rabbitwoman. It took him further three days to leave the area, where the beastmen live. Once he came out from between the trees, the surroundings took the appearance of being a broad expense of various woodland. He occasionally climbed a tree to check his bearing. "Around here...?" (Hifumi) Hifumi noticed that the trees in the surroundings had changed. The atmosphere of the forest has changed as well, from a dry atmosphere filled with brightness and clarity to a damp and humid atmosphere, which is gloomy due to the overgrowing number of leaves. Also, the clear air, which allowed one to see into the distance without obstruction, transformed into something that appeared to be misty, before he noticed it. The number of trees having moss on their surface has become big and there are even those, growing different weeds from within their cracked rinds. "... This appears to be inferior in sleeping comfort." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who laid down after climbing on a tree's branch to take a break from advancing through the forest at night, harboured thoughts like In the sight of Hifumi, who headed deeper into the forest from early in the morning after spending one more night, a strange swelling, located on a tree, was reflected. Once he tries to get close quietly, he discovers a life-sized wooden doll having been placed in a sitting posture, as if entrusting its back to the trunk, close to the base of the tree. He grabbed the doll, which was covered in moss all over, but as it has been firmly stuck to the trunk, it's not moving even an inch at the level of just pulling it lightly. It's completely like a Buddha statue, which was created by cutting it out of one part of a large trunk. "All things considered, it's quite the elaborate craft." (Hifumi) The slender-faced doll with its closed eyes was an elder having an expression with deep wrinkles engraved, however he had a beautiful form, which definitely would have peeked the interest of women in his person during his youth. And, the reason why Hifumi paid attention to this doll is its ears. "Elf? No, the wood carving of an elf, huh?" (Hifumi) The pointed ears have a size, which is more than twice that of humans. They are extending longly and narrowly while growing towards the back. Coupled with having a beautiful shape, they are a characteristic of elves, he heard from somewhere. "However, a wood-craft sculpture... that's a refined pastime for dwellers of a fantasy." (Hifumi) Without clearing the moss he understands the feel of the material to be obviously wood. The minute way of crafting makes one believe that someone is sleeping. Even for Hifumi, who has no deeper interest in art, it was to a level of making him gaze at it for a while. What came flying alongside a sound of fast movement was a long arrow. The arrow, which passed the flank of Hifumi who moved his body sideways in a smooth, unhindered motion, pierced into the damp ground and blew up a small cloud of dust. "At least greet me first. You are quite the rude fellow." (Hifumi) "Tsk!" Someone clicked their tongue due to Hifumi's state of not being perturbed in the least, but they shoot another arrow from up in the trees. Even as he is attacked by a literally rapid firing of 2-3 shot arrows, seeing that he grasped the enemy's location with the first assault, those couldn't hit either. Smoothly avoiding the arrows, it ends once he hides behind a tree and holds his breath. "Come out! For a human to intrude our forest, you will regret that!" The enemy disqualifies himself as sniper as it seems that they are the type, who lets their blood easily rush to their head. Getting annoyed with the opponent's crude way of doing things, Hifumi launched a cross shuriken using only his wrist from within the tree's shade. "Ah!?" The sniper, who sustained a wound on their shoulder, fell from the tree unable to endure. He drops with a crushing sound on top of the leaves, which accumulated on the moist soil. At the time Hifumi rushed over, the enemy took out a knife and tried to take a fighting stance, but the point of the katana, which Hifumi drew, was by far faster and it was pressed against the throat as if being sucked in. "Uguu..." The enemy, who looked at the nearby katana shedding an ominous light within the dim forest, gulped with their sight being drawn onto the blade. Being slightly taller than Hifumi, the enemy has long, slender and well-proportined limbs, though they aren't frail by no means. The elf, with a hair style of slightly quirky, long blonde hair being tied and flowing down the back, had androgynous features having good looks and almond eyes. And, just like that doll, the elf has the characteristic long ears. "You are... an elf?" (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi scrutinizing them without reservation, the elf spits out, with a displease expression, "What about it? As human, who intruded into the elves' forest without permission, do you think you will be safe as it is?" "If entry isn't allowed, build a gate at the entrance and set up a door bell." (Hifumi) The elf's expression turns increasingly grim due to the belittling words. "Oh well, with your words I understood that this place is the elves' home." (Hifumi) "Bastard, what business do you have with us elves?" "I only came to see elves. If I can observe the place where you live, that will be even better, but my destination is further inside." (Hifumi) "Do you intend to go to the demon races' place, bastard?" The elf, who opened his eyes in surprise, raised his voice. "That's right. I ran into one of the demon race or whatever in the city. Thus I thought I might as well pay my respects to his boss." (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi saying that he wants go for a visit since he was told it was something like hell, the shocked elf says, "The demon race has been currently sealed deeper inside due to our, the elves', secret art. Since it's coming apart a bit, the weaklings are pouring out, but..." If it's according to the details mentioned by the elf, the demon race is restricted in their coming and going because of the barrier, which has a shape of enclosing and sealing them in the elven forest, being deployed by the elves. Previously the dwarf Thorn has called them "the demon race, which is hostile to humans." As result of those, having weak magic power, leaving the forest as they hate suffering the effects of the barrier, there are some, who got close to human cities. Zebul, who was killed by Hifumi, likely was the type, who was able to blend in between people without being discovered. "Why are you doing something this troublesome?" (Hifumi) Hifumi tilted his head to the side due to the elf completely acting as if they were applying the seal to protect the world. "That's simple." The elf says as if spitting out. "The demon race is a race that originally separated from the elves. Something like allowing such blockheads to be free would be the disgrace of us elves." "Even if you are going as far as calling them blockheads, you are just sealing them without even destroying them." (Hifumi) Which reminds me, Zebul's ears were long too the elves likely don't have the strength to destroy the demon race, if it's in genuine combat. "Such things got nothing to do with humans! Leaving that aside, it's forbidden for anyone but elves to enter past here." "Though you are taller than me, you are a guy spouting childish things." (Hifumi) "Don't call me childish!" The kick in order to hit with the shoe sole was avoided by Hifumi stepping back. Seeing that a distance opened up, the elf draws the knife this time and took a stance by holding it in a backhand grip. Probably due to the pain of a shuriken being stuck in the elf's left shoulder, he clenches his left fist while frowning. "This time I won't lose!" "Saying "this time" at the moment of fighting is overly optimistic, but... aren't you glad? Reinforcements came." (Hifumi) Even as Hifumi shrugged his shoulders, several elves appeared from within the forest's depth. "Shiku, what are you doing with a human?" The male elf, who was in the lead, turned his bow, which was drawn to the limit, towards Hifumi and shouted at the elf, who has prepared his knife, in that state. "B-But..." (Shiku) "Since you told me you would be able to do it, I let you, a child who can't use anything but weak magic, go on patrol and yet..." The elf called Shiku dropped his shoulders with an expression like a scolded child. The following female elf began to cast healing magic touching Shiku. "Child, you say?" (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi's question, the elf, who yelled, faced Hifumi with a loathsome expression. "Follow us. We have been told by Zanga-sama, who is the leader of us elves, to bring you human along since you have entered the forest. Don't do anything strange. Usually we elves don't tolerate something like a human entering the elven forest." Despite having arrows pointed at him at point-blank range, Hifumi is looking at the elves and arrows in front of him while holding the katana loosely without taking a particular stance. "That's not the attitude you welcome a guest with." (Hifumi) "Don't get full of yourself just because you were more or less able to fight with a child as opponent... ah!?" Once Hifumi waves his left hand, the bowstring is cut by a shuriken. The bowstring, which reeled violently due to being snapped, injured the arm of the elf holding the bow and let the arrow drop with a *plop* "I don't like your guys' attitude. That's why I won't accompany you." (Hifumi) "The likes of a human wants to ignore the summoning of Zanga-sama!?" Hifumi laughed as he watched the elf raise an angry voice just like before while shedding blood from his arm. "First, I don't know that guy. There's no point in obeying an unknown guy, right?" (Hifumi) "Think about the truth of the matter", Hifumi laughs. "Ah right, then you might as well try with force, how about that?" (Hifumi) "I told you. Do you believe the likes of a human can win against elves!?" The elf, who healed his wound with magic, drew the knife at his waist. However, what came flying first is wind magic. "That's something I've already seen." (Hifumi) Hifumi boldly hit the approaching wind blade from the side with his palm. Making a sound of *pan* as if being repelled, the wind blade scatters. "W-What have you..." The elf, who released magic from the rear, floats an expression of shock. "I see. You guys are even able to use healing magic without requiring a wand." (Hifumi) Come to think of it, the guy, who called himself one of the demon race, didn't use a wand either , he is mercilessly attacked by the elves' spells. Not using fire magic in the vicinity is probably because they are paying attention to the forest's trees. He slips through the fired wind blades and pellets as if whirling around in a dance. Once Hifumi got hold of the knife, which was thrust out by the elf, with his fingers, he turned over his wrist abruptly and stole the knife. And then he threw that knife. The knife deeply penetrated into the left eye of an elf, who just now was about to fire a spell. The instant the dead elf collapsed, the elf, who had his knife stolen, died with a single slice of the katana as well. "4 left." (Hifumi) Once he sees the sudden turn of events, Shiku drew back while being unable to stand up due to surprise and fright. "What's up? Where did your vigour from a while go?" (Hifumi) "Hii..." Once Shiku met Hifumi's gaze, he gave a short scream. "W-Wait!" In order to cover for Shiku, who had a tear-filled expression, the female elf, who previously used healing magic, stood in the way spreading bot her arms. "It's our defeat! Can't you please overlook the youth...?" While answering, Hifumi suddenly started to run. Passing the female elf sideways, passing Shiku sideways, he presses onto the two male elves, who stood further back. The two, who had been sniping Hifumi with magic from afar, aren't able to do anything with Hifumi abruptly appearing in front of them. Hifumi bisected them altogether with the katana, he swung in a reverse shoulder slash. "If you don't attack, I won't kill you. But..." (Hifumi) Hifumi, observed the surviving elves, which are dumbfounded. "If you are hostile, I will cut you." (Hifumi) Due to his words Shiku's body is trembling in fright with him only leaking foam from his mouth. Sighing, Hifumi asked Shiku about his age, but being nothing but scared, Shiku is unable to answer. Instead the elf woman replied that she's 16 years old. "This child is an orphan and I'm taking care of him... This child attacked you, I suppose. I will apologize as well. Please, forgive him." "If that's the case, will you listen to my request as his foster parent?" (Hifumi) The elven woman gulped due to Hifumi's words. Speaking of something a young man could want from a woman, she can mostly imagine it. However, she has no strength to oppose him either. "U-Understood..." "Then I leave the guiding to you." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who sheathed the katana he wiped with a paper, dusted off the dirt from his hakama. "It's the way to the location of the demon race. If you got, get going quickly." (Hifumi) "Y-Yes!" Once the elf woman made Shiku, who is still in a daze, stand up by lending her shoulder, she tearfully abandoned her comrades' corpses as they are and walked in front of Hifumi. "For us this forest is a place that gives us blessing. It's also a graveyard for the sake of welcoming us in our last moments." The elf woman, who introduced herself as Puuse, explains the reason why it's a grave taboo to damage the forest. "The act of damaging the forest is the same as damaging the way of life as elf, is what we are taught from childhood until becoming an adult. Even a child that has no parents is no exception." (Puuse) Puuse is walking while carrying Shiku, who finally lost consciousness. Losing both parents as child, Shiku was raised by his grandfather since then, but a few days ago that grandfather died as well. "Well, I understand you calling it a blessing, but what do you mean by it being a graveyard?" (Hifumi) "The bodies of the elves, who grew up in this forest, begin to petrify once they reach a certain age. If that happens, they snuggle up to a tree, they decided themselves, and accept their death by being assimilated with tree." (Puuse) "That's why this forest is also called a graveyard by the elves", Puuse says. "... Sometime ago I saw a finely-made wood-crafted doll of an elven elder." (Hifumi) "Those were probably the remains of an aged elf." (Puuse) "I don't know. Why do living creatures turn into wood?" (Hifumi) "That's something I don't know either. It's been like this for a long time, is the only thing I know." (Puuse) Moreover, with their bodies beginning to turn into plants around the age of 100, the elves will stop to move in about a year. After that they will be completely integrated into a tree in approximately half year. It was different to the image of longevity, Hifumi held. As their growth is fast, they will grow taller until the height of an adult in around 12 years, though their physical ability falls behind. As Hifumi is puzzled about this mysterious mode of life, which was very different from their appearances, Puuse shyly asked him "Is it fine for me to ask you this time?" "Why are you heading to the demon race?" (Puuse) "It's because they seem to be powerful. I have an objective beyond that as well." (Hifumi) Even Puuse, who listened, understood that it was a non-committal reply while thinking about something else, but she didn't ask any further. At this time the figure of the elven elder, whom he had seen being fused with the arbour, floated within Hifumi's mind. "I decided. Let's go to your village first." (Hifumi) "W-What's your goal?" (Puuse) "Something from the story just now is on my mind. The important elf will be there, right? I found something I want to ask him." (Hifumi) No matter how you look at it, being assimilated into a tree is weird Even though it's a fantasy world, it's stuck in my mind. I want some answers until I can agree with it. "I still have time. There's no problem to at least drop in on the way. For that reason, we will change our destination." (Hifumi) Puuse wasn't able to decline that.
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106.Sweet Sacrifice ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎไธ–็•Œใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ็‹ญใ้–‰ใ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ็ต็•ŒใฏๅผทๅŠ›ใงใ€ๆ™‚ๆŠ˜่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ถปใณใฏใ‚ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไบบใŒ้€šใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ใฎ็‰ฉใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏ็ใ—ใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใŸใพใŸใพใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸ็ฉดใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸ่€…ใŒ่กๅ‹•็š„ใซๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใ‹ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚้ญ”ๅŠ›ใฎ้ซ˜ใ„่€…ใŒ็ฉดใ‚’ไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซๆ‹กๅผตใ—ใ€ๅทฅไฝœๅ“กใ‚„ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’้€ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใฎใ ใŒๆˆปใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใจใ„ใ†้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็”ทใŒ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹ใฎ่ฃœไฝๅฎ˜ใจใ—ใฆๅƒใใจใ„ใ†ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏใ€ไธๅฅๅบทใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใฎ่‚Œ่‰ฒใ‚’ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใซ็–ฒใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใจไบบ้–“ใฎๅฏพ็ซ‹ใŒ้€ฒใ‚ใฐใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏ็ต็•Œใ‚‚็ทฉใ‚€ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏใ€ไธฆใ‚“ใงๆญฉใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€ใฒใจๅ‘ผๅธ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฉใ‚‚ใŒๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใซๆฃฎใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใŸใŒใ‚‰ใšใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‚‚ๆฃฎใธใจๆŽฅ่งฆใ‚’ใ—ใชใใชใฃใŸใฎใงใชใ€‚็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๅผทๅ›บใช็ต็•Œใซ้˜ปใพใ‚Œใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ๅ…จไฝ“ใง้ฌฑๆ†คใŒ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใใ†ใช็Šถๆ…‹ใชใฎใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใชใœไฟบใซๆŽฅ่งฆใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏ็—ฉใ›ใŸ้ ฌใ‚’ไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใงๆŽปใใคใคใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”่‰ฒใ‚’็ชบใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใจใ‚‚ๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆœฌๆฅใฏใใ†ใชใฎใ ใŒ......ใ€ ๆทฑใ„ๆบœๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใ‚’ใ“ใฎๅœฐใซๅฐใ˜่พผใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ†Žๆ‚ชใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใฎๆ–นใŒๅœงๅ€’็š„ใซๅคงใใ„ใ€‚้•ทใ„ๆœŸ้–“ใ€ไบบ้–“ใจใฎๆŽฅ่งฆใŒ่–„ใ‹ใฃใŸใ›ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๆ•ตใŒๆ˜Ž็ขบใงใ‚‚ๆˆฆใ†ใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‰ใงใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ฌฑๆ†คใŒๆบœใพใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹!ใ€ ๆ€ฅใซๅคงๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใณใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใŸใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏใ€ๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใพใŸ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ๆ•ตใจใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆˆฆใฃใฆ็™ฝ้ป’ใคใ‘ใชใ„ใจๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใพใชใ„ใ‚ˆใช! ๆฎบใ™ไบ‹ใ‚‚ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ€ใŸใ ๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใง็จใฟๅˆใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใฎใฏใ€ใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„!ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็”บใธ็€ใใพใงใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็‹ฌๆ“…ๅ ดใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ„ใ ใ‘ใŒๅ„ชๅŠฃใฎๅŸบๆบ–ใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€้ ญใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸ็ญ–็•ฅใงใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸ็ฝ ใงใ‚‚ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฏพ็ซ‹ใ—ใŸใชใ‚‰ใจใ“ใจใ‚“ใพใงใ‚„ใ‚Šๅˆใ†ในใใ ใ€‚ๅฃใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚“ใงไผ‘ๆˆฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๆœŸ้–“ใฏๆฌกใฎไบ‰ใ„ใธใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ๆฎต้šŽใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใ ใ€ ๆƒณๅฎšๅค–ใซไน—ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใงใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€็š†ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่€ƒใˆใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ ใจใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒ็ช็ ดใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไบบ้–“ใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใง้žๅธธใซไธๅˆฉใช็Šถๆ…‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจๅฆๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใฏใใ†ๅคšใใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ ไปŠใพใงใฎ็ตŒ้จ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ ใŒใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใคใพใ‚‰ใชใใ†ใซๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใใ†ใ„ใ†้ƒจๅˆ†ใพใง่€ƒใˆใฆใ€่จˆ็”ป็š„ใซไบ‹ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใจใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใŒใใ‚Œใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅคšใใฎไบบ้–“ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๆ•ตใ‚„ๆˆฆใ„ใซใคใ„ใฆ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ไธ€้ƒจใฎๅœฐๅŸŸใฏใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏไป˜ใ‘่ถณใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸโ€œไธ€้ƒจใฎๅœฐๅŸŸโ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ˆˆๅฅฎๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฃใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚€ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ็ต็•Œใ‚’็ช็ ดใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใซใฏใ€ใพใ ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€็งใจใ—ใฆใฏใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใ„ใ‚‹ๅœŸๅœฐใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ๅ–ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใ—ใฆใฎ่ฆ‡ๆจฉใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซไธ€ๅบฆๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅŽ้›†ใ—็›ดใ—ใฆใ€ๆ–น้‡ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใ ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠใฎๅ›ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅผทใใใ†ๆ€ใฃใŸใ€ ใ“ใฎๆ…Ž้‡่ซ–ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็‰นใซไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใจใ—ใฆใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๆ€ฅ้€ฒ็š„ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใ€ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ›ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใฏใ€ๆˆฆๅŠ›ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ ใŒใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‚„ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ๆ•™ใˆใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใŒไธ€็•ชๆฌฒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅค–ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใชใฎใ ใ€ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็”บใ€‚้ ใใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸๅก€ใฏใ€้ซ˜ใ•ใŒๅ››ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซ็จ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไธๅฏงใซๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ŸณใŒ่ค‡้›‘ใซ็ฉใฟ้‡ใชใฃใŸๆง‹้€ ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ’ใซ่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใŒ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”็‰ฉใฏๆ˜ผๅคœๅ•ใ‚ใš็งใŸใกใ‚’่ฅฒใ„ใซใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆˆฆใ†ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใŸใชใ„่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใฎไธ–ไปฃใฎไบบใ€…ใŒๅฟ…ๆญปใงใ“ใฎๅฃใ‚’้€ ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใใ†ใ ใ€ ๅก€ใฎไธŠใซใฏ่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚ŠใŒๅทกๅ›žใ—ใ€ๅ„ๆ‰€ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ ใฉใ“ใ‹่‡ชๆ…ขใ’ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ปฝใ้ ทใใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใ ใ€‚ๅฝผใฏๅฎขไบบใชใฎใงใ€ใใฎๆ—จ้€š้”ใ‚’ๅ›žใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ้–€็•ชใจๆ€ใ—ใไบบ็‰ฉใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ€ไบบใŒไบŒไบบไธฆใ‚“ใง้€šใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚„ใฃใจใจใ„ใ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซ็‹ญใ„้€š็”จ้–€ใ‚’ ้–€็•ชใฏ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€็‰นใซไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€šๅธธใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใธใฎๅฏพๅฟœไปฅๅค–ใงไบบใŒๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Š็„กใ„ใฎใงใชใ€ ๅคง้–€ใŒๅˆฅใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅคšใใฎๅ…ตใŒไธ€ๅบฆใซๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ไปฅๅค–ใฏใ€ๅพ’ๆญฉ็”จใฎ้–€ใจ้ฆฌ่ปŠ็”จใฎ้–€ใฎใฟไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€็”บใฎไธญใซไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใพใšใฏใ€็งใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็Ž‹ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€‚็Ž‹ใฏ็งใชใฉใ‚ˆใ‚Šไฝ™็จ‹่กๆ˜Žใงใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ‰้€”ใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๆทฑใ่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใ€ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่„ณ่ฃใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆฎบใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚„ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใฎ็Ž‹ใ€ๅฏพใ—ใฆๅ‹ๅฅฝ็š„ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ็Ž‹ใฎ้ก”ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใถใ€‚ (ใพใ‚ใ€ไธŠใŒใƒ€ใƒกใงใ‚‚ไธ‹ใŒๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏใƒžใ‚ทใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹) ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไผšใŠใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้€šใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๆ•ฐๅˆ†้–“ใง็ฒพ็ฅžใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Šๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ๅ…ƒ้€šใ‚Šใซ็ต็•Œใ‚’ไฟฎๅพฉใ—ใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใใฎๅ ดใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ–ใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผๆง˜!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ ใญใ‡......ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่กฐใˆใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ€ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ—ใชใ„ใ€ ใƒ’ใƒฃใƒƒใƒ’ใƒฃใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใ€ใ‚ˆใ„ใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅบงใ‚Š็›ดใ™ใจใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกๅ…จๅ“กใซๅ‘Šใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็„กใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่จ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใญใ€ ่ชฐใ‹ใŒใ‚ดใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅ–‰ใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใ“ใฎๆฃฎใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใฏใ€ใคใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใŸใกใ‚‚ๅฅฝใใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ใจใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใŒ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฏๅฃใ€…ใซ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ๆททใ–ใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆ้จ’้Ÿณใซใ—ใ‹่žใ“ใˆใชใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใฒใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‰ใจๆŒฏใฃใฆๆŠ‘ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใซ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ“ใงใกใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚“ใจ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚็ต็•Œใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใ•ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆ‰‹ไผใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ไบŒไบบใซ่…•ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใ€ๆ–ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆๆญฉใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ใŠใ„ใงใ€‚ๆฃฎใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใชใใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใชใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚่‹ฆๅŠดใ—ใŸ่€ๅฉ†ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใปใฉใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆญฉใ„ใฆๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใ‚’ใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€้–‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฎไผšๅˆใฎไธญใงใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใจใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ่ชžใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆœ€ๆœŸใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฏ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅๅฟœใ‚’็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅๅฟœใซใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใ€็ฅ–ๆฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็ตŒ้จ“ใ‚’่ชžใฃใŸใ€‚็ถšใ„ใฆใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅ…ฑใซๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸ่€ไบบใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ•ฐๅใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ใ€ๆŽŸใ‚’็ ดใฃใฆ่ฆชๆ—ใ‚„็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎๆญปใซๆง˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚’่ชžใ‚Šใ€ไธญใซใฏๆๆ€–ใ‚„ๅพŒๆ‚”ใงๆณฃใๅ‡บใ™่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใญใ‡......ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใฎๆททไนฑๅ…ทๅˆใซใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใคใ„็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใŒใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏไธๅฎ‰ใงไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆง˜ๅญใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅˆฅใซใฟใ‚“ใชไธ€็ท’ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใ•ใ€ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆฃฎใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ ใฃใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฃใฆใฎใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ•ใ€‚ๅˆฅใซๆฎ‹ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅผท่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใ•ใ€‚ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽ่€…ใ ใชใ‚“ใ ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€็ตๅฑ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใ€ๆ€–ใใชใฃใฆ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ™ใ ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ็„ก่ฒฌไปปใช็™บ่จ€ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใซใ€็จใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใญใ€ๅ•้กŒใฏใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใจๅ…ฑใซใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไบบ้–“ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใใฃใจ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใพใงใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใญใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ? ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใญใ€‚ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไธญใซๆ˜Ž็ขบใชๅŸบๆบ–ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ๆ—ใŒไบ‰ใˆใฐ้ข็™ฝใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚Œใฐใใ‚Œใ‚’็‹™ใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใง่ชฐใŒๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒ็ต็•Œใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใฆๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไบบ้–“ใ ใฃใฆ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ็†่งฃใงใใšใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใใฃใจๆ’ซใงใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใจใ€ๅ€‹ไบบใฎๅพ—ใจใ‹ๆใชใ‚“ใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใฃใจๅคงใใใฆ้ ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใใ‚“ใช็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒๅ…ซๅๆญณใใ‚‰ใ„่‹ฅใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆƒนใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏๅๅฟœใซๅ›ฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸไบบ้–“ใซ่ก—ใฎไบบใ€…ใฏๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€้ ๅทปใใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ€่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹่€…ใชใฉใฏใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซ! ใชใ‚“ใ ใใ„ใคใฏ!ใ€ ใ„ใใชใ‚Šๆ€’้ณดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคง็”ทใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็”บใ‚’ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใ€้•ทๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ็พคใ‚Œใ‚’ใชใŽๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็”ทใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใ€ๅฝผใฏ็Ž‹ใฎๅฎขไบบใ ใ€‚็„ก็คผใช็œŸไผผใฏๆŽงใˆใ‚ใ€ ๅ†ท้™ใซ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใ‚’ใ€ใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใฏ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฃ! ็Ž‹ใฎ่ฃœไฝๅฎ˜ๆฎฟใฏใ‚ใใซๆ‰“้–‹็ญ–ใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ›ใšใซใ€ใจใ†ใจใ†ไบบ้–“ใซใพใง้ ผใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงๅ •ใกใŸใ‹!ใ€ ๅคงๆŸ„ใช่บซไฝ“ใซ่ฆ‹ๅˆใ†ๅคงใใชๅฃฐใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€็‰นใซๆฐ—ๅพŒใ‚Œใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅŠ›ๆŠผใ—ใงใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใชใ‚‹็Šถๆณใงใฏใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒๅˆคใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ„š็›ดใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็พŽๅพณใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบบใงใใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใ ใ€ ไธ€ๆญฉใ‚‚ๅผ•ใ‹ใšใซใ€้ ญไบŒใคๅˆ†ใฏ่ƒŒใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใซใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธ€ไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€งใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎไบŒไบบๅ…ฑใ€ ่บซ้•ทใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅŒใ˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๅฅณๆ€งใฏ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ ใจใ™ใใซๅˆคใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ๅŒๆง˜ใฎ้•ทใ„่€ณใซใ€่–„ใ„ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใฎ่‚Œใ‚’ใ—ใŸ็พŽๅฅณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆฐด่‰ฒใซ่ฟ‘ใ„้’ใฎ้ซชใซใ€ๅŒใ˜้’ใฎ็žณใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€่ฑŠใ‹ใช่ƒธใ‚’ๅผท่ชฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚นใƒชใƒƒใƒˆใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใซใ€้ซ˜ใ„ใƒ’ใƒผใƒซใฎใƒ–ใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’ๅฑฅใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใŒๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใจใ„ใ†ๅฅณๆ€งใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒใ“ใฎ็”บใซใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€็ใ—ใ„......ใ‚“ใ‚“?ใ€ ใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใจใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚‚็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŸใกใฎ่ก—ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็„กๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏใ™ใฃใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ใใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใพใ˜ใพใ˜ใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸ......ใชใ‚“ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ......ใ€ ็œŸ้ก”ใงใ˜ใฃใจ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้šฃใซไธฆใถใจใ€ๅทฆ่…•ใ‚’ๆŠฑใใ—ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ€้€ƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใฃใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ„! ไบบ้–“ใชใฎใซ่บซไฝ“่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ„ใฎใญใ€‚่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ใ‚ใใ€ ใ€Œๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใŒ......ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ดฐใ‚ใŸ็›ฎใงๆฒนๆ–ญใชใ่ฆ‹ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏ่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใง่ƒธใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ ผๅฅฝใง่บซไฝ“ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ็›ฎใ€ใ‚คใ‚คใ‚ใญ!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€Œใ™ใพใชใ„ใ€ใจๅฐใ•ใ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎไธญใงใฏไธŠไฝใซไฝ็ฝฎใ™ใ‚‹่ปไบบใชใฎใ ......ใ‚ใจใงใ‚ˆใ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใŠใใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซ! ใŠๅ‰!ใ€ ้š™ใ‚ใ‚‰ใฐไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆ“ฆใ‚Šๅฏ„ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใซใ€ใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใŒๆฑ—ใ‚’ใ‹ใใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹็”จใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ็งใฏไปŠๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใ€ใ ใจ!? ไบบ้–“ใ”ใจใใซๆ“ฆใ‚Šๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชใซๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œโ€œใ”ใจใโ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹็จ‹ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใฏไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ‰ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ๆŒ‘็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡ใ•ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใฏใ€้ก”ใ‚’็ด…ๆฝฎใ•ใ›ใฆใ€ๆนฏๆฐ—ใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใใ†ใชใปใฉ็†ฑใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใƒใƒ“็จ‹ๅบฆ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใงๆฎบใ›ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆตใ—็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใซใฏใ€ๅฝผใฎๆ–นใŒๅผทใใฆใ€ใšใฃใจๅฑ้™บใชๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใฏๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ป™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฝผใฏ็Ž‹ใฎๅฎขไบบใ ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใƒใƒƒ! ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใŒไฝ•ใ‹ไป•ๅ‡บใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€็›ดใใซไฟบใ‚’ๅ‘ผใน!ใ€ ใŒใซ่‚กใงใ€่‚ฉใ‚’ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎใ—ใฎใ—ใจๆญฉใ„ใฆ่กŒใใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใซใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏ่ˆŒใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฒ—้‡Žใช็”ทใฏๅซŒใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใ€‚ๅฝผใจ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฎๆ‰€ใธ่กŒใใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ็งใ‚‚ใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œ......ไฝ™่จˆใชไบ‹ใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€่จ€ใ ใ‘้‡˜ใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใŸใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๅ†ใณๆญฉใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒไธฆใ‚“ใงๆญฉใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใƒ™ใƒฌใƒˆใฃใฆใ€ๅค‰ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅ†ท้™ใชใฎใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ๅฎŸใซๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่ก—ใฎใฉ็œŸใ‚“ไธญใง้ญ”ไบบๆ—็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใ้ฉšใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็›ฎ็ทšใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‹้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ๅฏ’ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒ่ตฐใ‚Šใ€ใ‚พใ‚ฏใƒชใจ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎๅฃใฏๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 106: Sweet Sacrifice The demon's world was a more confined place than Hifumi had expected. With the elven barrier being powerful, there are sometimes openings which can be located. But it seems to be rare to discover those at a level were demons are able to pass through them. "Demons, who discovered such holes by accident, impulsively exit the barrier or those amongst the demons possessing high amounts of mana temporarily expand a hole to dispatch spies and soldiers though returning is in both cases difficult", the male demon called Phegor Phegor who is working as aide of the king continues to explain while showing fatigue on his face which had taken on an ill-looking, grey skin colour. "If we increase the antagonism between elves and humans, won't that lead to the barrier weakening as well, is what we thought, but..." (Phegor) Phegor looked at Hifumi, who is walking next to him, with a fleeting glance and put his breathing in order. "Far from our imaginations, the elves show no signs of leaving the forest and the humans lost their contact with the forest, too. Obstructing us with a solid barrier as usual, it has turned into a situation where the resentment of all demons is about to explode." (Phegor) "So? Why did you get in touch with me?" (Hifumi) "That is..." (Phegor) While scratching his skinny cheek with his index finger, Phegor examines Hifumi's expression. "Aren't you hostile towards humans as well?" (Hifumi) "Essentially that's true, however..." (Phegor) Sighing deeply, Phegor shakes his head. "Currently our hate towards the elves who are imprisoning us in these lands is far more overwhelming. It's probably also because our contact with humans has been scarce for a long time, but as it isn't even possible to fight the elves as distinct enemies, more resentment than expected has accumulated." (Phegor) "I understand you!" (Hifumi) Phegor, who was startled by Hifumi suddenly raising his voice, was also surprised by Hifumi being all smiles. "After all, once you identified your enemies, you won't be able to settle down unless you can fight them squarely. Something like glaring at each other as each side is apart from the other without killing and being killed, that's boring!" (Hifumi) From then on until they arrived at the city of the demons, Hifumi monopolized the conversation. "I'm not particularly saying that the criterion of superiority or inferiority can only be found in killing each other, but since anything's fine, be it using your head to scheme or spending time on setting up traps, one should fight to the bitter end once confronted. Even if there's a cease-fire by putting up a wall between both parties, that period of time is naturally a phase to prepare the next strife." (Hifumi) Phegor faced Hifumi, who was unexpectedly enthusiastic, with a question. "The ones called humans, do they all have such way of thinking?" (Phegor) If that's the case, won't fighting with the humans turn into an extremely disadvantageous situation from the very beginning even if the demons break through the elves? However, that gets quickly denied. "Though it's disappointing, there probably aren't many guys who think like that. No, they are quite rare, I guess." (Hifumi) "Though that's from my experience up until now", Hifumi muttered while looking bored. "Therefore, considering even such parts, the demons who are trying to advance things systematically are really nice. If the humans were aware of that, more of them would reach the point of thinking about fighting and you as enemies. Well, in one region they are preparing accordingly though." (Hifumi) The "one region" Hifumi added caught Phegor's interest, but he isn't able to interject while Hifumi is talking excitedly. "So, once you demons break through the elven barrier, what do you intend to do?" (Hifumi) "We still haven't decided anything concrete, however I think that after we plundered the land where the elves reside and gathered intelligence for a while to expand the hegemony of the demons, we should be able to decide on a plan. Hearing your story just now, we are stronger than them, is what I thought." (Phegor) Hifumi didn't particularly say anything about this cautious approach. Although he believed that Phegor would say a lot more radical things, he decided to accept it for the time being. "Therefore, human. What I want to request from you, more than being a war potential, is to provide us with as much intelligence about the elves and humans as possible. What we desire the most is information about the situation outside." (Phegor) The city of the demons. The wall visible from a distance has a height of around 4 meters and a complex structure of having been formed by carefully cut stones. Due to Hifumi looking at it with great interest, Phegor explained, "Monsters come attacking us regardless of day and night. Although we might be called demons, there are also some who don't possess fighting strength. Because of that, the people of previous generations frantically built this wall." (Phegor) "The soldiers patrolling on top and the watchtowers at various places are essential in their stationing for the sake of making sure that no flying monster types are approaching", he explained. Hifumi nodded only slightly towards Phegor who is talking in a somewhat bragging manner. "It's Phegor. Since he is a guest, send a notification in regards to that." (Phegor) Greeting the person who appears to be a gatekeeper, they pass through a narrow, gloomy side gate where two people side-by-side barely fit through. The gatekeeper stared at Hifumi in wonder, but he didn't say anything in particular. "Normally there aren't many people entering and leaving except when it's about dealing with monsters." (Phegor) There is an additional large gate, but except for the time when many soldiers have to enter or leave all at once, only the gates for people and carriages seem to be used. "Although he didn't answer, is it fine for a human to enter the city?" (Hifumi) "... First off, I want you to listen to the story of the king. The king is far more wise than someone like me. He has deeply thought about the future prospects of the demon race. I want you to judge after that." (Phegor) "King, eh." (Hifumi) The faces of the kings of Swordland and Orsongrande, he killed, and of the king of Horant, who was friendly in contrast, rise to the surface of Hifumi's mind. (Well, even if the top is no good, there are still ways to go if those below are better.) After looking at Phegor's face, Hifumi nodded. "Got it. Let's go meet him." (Hifumi) "Well, then let me guide you." (Phegor) Zanga wore down her mind for the few minutes it took Hifumi to go through the barrier and collapsed right at the spot when she restored the barrier to its original state. "Z-Zanga-sama!" "Good gracious... I've completely declined. There's nothing more disgraceful than this." (Zanga) Zanga, who laughed with a "Hya Hya", corrected her posture while saying "Heave-ho" and informed all elves at this spot, "Since there isn't much time left anymore, I will keep it brief." (Zanga) The sound of someone gulping could be heard. "I will leave this forest. Some people will probably follow me." (Zanga) "It's fine for you guys to do as you like as well", when Zanga said that, the elves threw countless questions at her. As her voice couldn't be heard through all the noise mingling together, Zanga waved her right hand and they calmed down. "Since I've told everyone to gather, it will be explained there. The barrier will also be fine for a while since I did my best. Rather than that, could you help me a bit with standing up?" (Zanga) Zanga, who got up being held by two people, began to walk while propping herself up with the wand. "Come along. It won't do if you miss the agreement over the end of the forest elves. You guys have to properly see it with your own eyes, too." (Zanga) The elves chased after Zanga, who quickly left walking at a pace one wouldn't expect of an old woman who had trouble standing up, in a rush. And, at the beginning everyone showed a reaction that they couldn't believe the story about the last moments of elves which Zanga and Puuse explained to them in the opened meeting of the elves. Zanga, who considered that reaction to be only natural, talked about her experience of having abandoned her grandmother. Next Puuse talked about the elder she met together with Hifumi. And after that several elves timidly talked about the things they ended up seeing of the way their acquaintances and relatives, who broke the law, died. Some among them burst into tears due to fear and regret. "Ah, after all ~nee..." (Zanga) "W-What shall we do?" (Puuse) Zanga simply laughs due to the as-expected chaotic state. Puuse is anxious and in a state of being unable to stand it. "Well, there's no particular need for all of us to go together." (Zanga) Everyone's looks gather on Zanga due to her remark. "Even if I tell you that the forest's the reason, there will probably be some who won't believe it no matter what. If you really want to stay here, I have no intention to force you otherwise. Even if I'm called the leader, I'm just running away after getting scared in the end anyway." (Zanga) There are some who direct glaring looks at Zanga who makes an irresponsible remark. "But you know, I don't think that's the only problem." (Zanga) Alongside a sigh, Zanga turned towards the direction of the demons. "That human-san will undoubtedly lead the demons out. It's necessary for us to resolve ourselves until then deciding what we want to do." (Zanga)magic "Eh? Lead out?" (Puuse) "Hifumi-san told me so. That man, having clear values within himself, has likely judged it to be interesting if demons and elves clash directly and is aiming for that." (Znanga) "But, who will gain a profit from that? If the demons are able to leave the barrier, they will attack the humans..." (Puuse) As Puuse was unable to comprehend, Zanga gently stroke her head. "I'm certain that he isn't looking at something like personal gains or losses. His eyes were as if he is looking at something far, far more distant." (Zanga) Puuse was uncomfortable in reacting towards Zanga who muttered "If I was about 80 years younger, I might have been charmed by him." The figure of a human being led by Phegor caused a commotion among the people of the city, but by limiting it to watching from a distance, there was no one who came to start a conversation with him. Except one. "Phegor! What's this!?" The one who came shouting all of a sudden was the giant whom Hifumi had already seen before. It is the man who was mowing down the pack of monsters by brandishing his longsword at the time he watched the city from outside. , he is the king's guest. Abstain from rude behaviour towards him." (Phegor) Beleth laughed scornfully at Phegor who reprimanded him calmly. "Haa! The king's aide-dono, without even presenting a decent breakthrough solution, finally fell to the degree of relying on a human!?" (Beleth) Corresponding with his huge body, his voice was loud as well, but as Phegor seems to be accustomed to it, he doesn't show any nervousness either. "I have nothing to say to a bastard like you who doesn't comprehend that the situation won't get any better with a brute force approach. If you believe that tactless frankness is a virtue, it will be fine for you alone to be like that." (Phegor) Due to Phegor stating this bluntly towards Beleth, who is two heads taller than him, without taking a single step backwards, a women approached. "Oh my, oh my, what's wrong you two?" Her height is about the same as Hifumi's? With the long ears identical to elves which make it immediately apparent that she's a demon, the woman was a beauty who had a pale grey skin. Possessing blue, close to light blue, hair and likewise coloured eyes, she wore a robe with a slit that highlights her rich bust and boots with high heels. Phegor obviously showed a bothered expression, but ignoring him completely, the woman called Vepar looked in Hifumi's direction. "Oh my, a human being in this city, how rare... mmh?" (Vepar) Hifumi, who was looking at the state of the demons' city while disregarding the conversation between Beleth and Phegor, looked at Vepar's appearance disinterestedly. Vepar gets directly in front of Hifumi and takes a long hard look at his face. "You... what's with the colour of your eyes. Besides..." (Vepar) Vepar, who intently gazed at his face with a serious look, quickly lined up next to Hifumi and when she tried to closely embrace his left arm, he escaped. "Aww, how fast. Although you are a human, your physical ability is high. I'm very interested." (Vepar) "It didn't feel like hostility, but... what are you?" (Hifumi) Receiving the look of Hifumi assessing her vigilantly with narrowed eyes, Vepar folded her arms in a pose that her breasts were pushed up and her body trembled. "Those eyes, they are great!" (Vepar) Hifumi looks at Phegor and points at Vepar. Phegor bowed slightly and said [Sorry] . "That person is a soldier ranking fairly high even among demons... I will inform you about him properly later on." (Vepar) "Vepar! You!" (Beleth) Due to Vepar trying to snuggle up to Hifumi as soon as there's a chance, Beleth bellowed while sweating. "Ara, how may I help you? I'm busy right now, you know?" (Vepar) "Busy, you say!? Is it that fun to cuddle with someone strange like a human!?" (Beleth) "Being able to say "like", are you that much more remarkable than a human?" (Vepar) Beleth, having a finger pointed at him in order to provoke him, blushes and becomes heated up to a degree that it looks like steam is rising up from him. "At the very least I'm able to kill this midget with one hand!" (Beleth) "I wonder?" (Vepar) Inclining her head to the side, Vepar directed a sidelong glance at Hifumi. "I'm sensing a far more dangerous and powerful aura from that gentleman though." (Vepar) Beleth faced Hifumi with a look full of rage. Hifumi remains silent. "Beleth. I told you before, but he is the king's guest." (Phegor) "... Tsk! Phegor, if that guy messes up in some way, call me right away!" (Beleth) Vepar stuck out her tongue towards Beleth who walks heavily in the other direction while heaving his shoulders angrily and going bow-legged. "I hate vulgar men. Putting that aside, Phelgor, is he going to the king's place? I will come along as well." (Vepar) "... Don't do anything unnecessary." (Phelgor) Phelgor, who gave her a short warning, called out to Hifumi and they began to walk once again. Behind him Hifumi and Vepar are walking side-by-side. "... That Beleth, he is calm at strange aspects." (Vepar) "That's right. It's truly regrettable." (Hifumi) "Ara, did you plan to start a fight with a demon down in the middle of a demon city?" (Vepar) Hifumi only turned his gaze at Vepar who showed an unnatural surprise. "How is that related to anything?" (Hifumi) A chill travels down on Vepar's spine. Her body trembled with a shudder, but her mouth smiled.
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45.Killer Queen ใ€ๆผ”่ชฌใซใฏๆ‰‡ๅ‹•ใจๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ใ€‘ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ้›†ใพใ‚Œใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ ใฃใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆง˜ใจใ‚ใฎ่‹ฑ้›„ๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฉฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ•ใ€ ใ€Œ็ดฐๅ‰ฃใฎ้จŽๅฃซๆง˜ใ‹ใ€‚ใพใŸๆดป่บใ—ใŸใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸใžใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅคง่ปใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใชใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใงๆ’ƒ้€€ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ–ใ‚ใคใๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใฏใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจ็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๆ–ฐ่ˆˆ่ฒดๆ—ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใซๅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆฆ‚ใญไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆณจๆ–‡้€šใ‚Šใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็พค่ก†ใฎไธญใซใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใ็ด›ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚“ใ ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็™บ่กจใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰็ตกใฟใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒๆตๅธƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใจใฃใฆใ“ใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๆƒ…ๅ ฑ่ช˜ๅฐŽๅทฅไฝœใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎไพ้ ผใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆŒ‡ๆฎใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไฝœๆˆฆใฏใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้ขใ€…ใŒ้ฉšใ็จ‹ๅŠนๆžœ็š„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็พค่ก†ใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚‚็ด›ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซใ„ใพใ€ใ‚ใฎ็ดฐๅ‰ฃใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ”ใ„ๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ•ใ€ ๅฑ‹ๅฐใง่ฒทใ„้ฃŸใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ–้–“่ฉฑใจใ—ใฆ่ฉฑ้กŒใซๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใพใŸ่ค’็พŽใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใ™ใ”ใ„ๅฅดใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ„ใ„ๅๅฟœใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฑ‹ๅฐใฎ่ฆช็ˆบใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎๅๅฟœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจๅฃฐใŒๅฑŠใ„ใŸไบบใ€…ใŒ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ’ใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใพใฃใŸใใ€ไบบใฎๅฟƒใ‚’ๆ“ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใŠใจใŽ่ฉฑใฎๆ‚ช้ญ”ใฟใŸใ„ใชไบบใ ) ไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใใฎไบบ็‰ฉใซ่ชใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่ซ‹ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใŒๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€่ค‡้›‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒ็Ž‹ๅŸŽๆญฃ้ขใซๆ•ดๅˆ—ใ—ใฆไบบใ€…ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใจใฉใ‚ใ€้–“ใ‚‚็„กใ็Ž‹ๅฅณใŒๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใจๅคงๅฃฐใง็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฃฐใŒๆžฏใ‚Œใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ้™็ฒ›ใ‚’่จดใˆใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎๅฃใฏใตใ•ใŒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆง˜!ใ€ ่ชฐใ‹ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใใฏ้™ใพใ‚Šใ€ๅ–‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏ่ฝใก่พผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใซๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใใฎ้šฃใซใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ„ใฆใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใฎๅฝฑใซใชใฃใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใ•ใฆใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ™ๆฐ—ใงใ™ใ‹?) ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใงใฏใชใใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆ‹›ใๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ๅฟœๆŽฅใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใธๅฝผใ‚’ไฟƒใ—ใ€ไพๅฅณใซ็ด…่Œถใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎไปถใซใคใ„ใฆใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…จใฆใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่ฒฌไปปใซใŠใ„ใฆใฎไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบ‹ใฏๆฎ‹ๅฟตใงใ™ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚„ๅŸŽใฎ่€…ใซ็ฝชใ‚’ๅ•ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใฏใ€ใŠ่จฑใ—ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ฉฑใ—ใฏใ˜ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’้ฎใ‚Šใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆไธ€ๆฐ—ใซใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไปŠใ“ใ“ใงๆšดใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ›ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใใใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ ใ‘ใฎ่ฉฑใ ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ๅคงไฝ“ใ€้›†ๅ›ฃๆˆฆใฎๅŸบๆœฌใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅฏพไบบๆˆฆใฎ่จ“็ทดใ™ใ‚‰ใพใจใ‚‚ใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ไธ€ๅบฆๅ‡บใฏใ˜ใ‚ใŸไธๆบ€ใŒใƒœใƒญใƒœใƒญใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆบขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅฆ™ใช่ฉฑใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ“ใฎๅŸŽใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’ใใใ‚‰ใชใ„็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใซๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏใŠๅ‰ใฎ่ฒฌไปปใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้ฆ–่ฌ€่€…ใฏๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ—ใชใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใซใฏๆฎบใ™ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจ่‰ฏใ„ไฝฟใ„้“ใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠใฏๆฎบใ•ใชใ„ใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ‚‚ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใงใใชใ„่จ€่‘‰ใ ใŒใ€ๅ‘ฝใฏใคใชใ„ใ ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆฎบใ™ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ไฝฟใ„้“ใจใฏใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏไธๅฎ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฅณใงใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆ–ญใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆœ›ใพใ‚ŒใŸใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰่‡ชใ‚‰ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๆ–ญใคใ“ใจใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใจ่†ใฎไธŠใฎ็ดฐใ„ๆ‰‹ใซๅŠ›ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใ€่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅผŸใŒ็„กไบ‹ใซๆˆดๅ† ใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ€ใใ—ใฆ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใ‚’ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ๆ–น็ญ–ใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ€ไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ็›ฎ่ซ–่ฆ‹ใฏใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจๅฆๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŒ็Ž‹ใซใชใ‚Œใ€‚ๅๅฏพๆดพใฏๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใฆๅพŒๆŠผใ—ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ็ตถๅฏพ็š„ใชๅ›ไธปใจใชใฃใฆใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅผทใ„ๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Œใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒไปŠๅ›žใฎไปถใฎๅ„Ÿใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช......! 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่จฑใ›ใ‚“!ใ€ ๅ–šใ่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ๆถผใ—ใ„้ก”ใง่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚†ใฃใŸใ‚Šใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใฏ้ฆ–ใŒ่ƒดใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๅฅดใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎใฏใ€ๆˆฆใ†ๆ„ๅฟ—ใ‚’ๆŒใคๅฅดใ ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใฎใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ใจใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใฎๅ‰้ขใซใฏๆฐ‘่ก†ใŒ่ฉฐใ‚ใ‹ใ‘ใ€ๅคšใใฎใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใ™ใ‚‰ๆธฉใ„ใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹็จ‹ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใ€ใ“ใฎใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰่ก—ใ‚’็œบใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ไปŠใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฐ‘่ก†ใซ่ชžใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉๆฐ—ใŒ้‡ใใชใ‚‹่ˆžๅฐใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒฉใƒ›ใƒฉใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๅงฟใซใ€ใคใ„ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใŸใใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆ‹›ใ„ใŸ็Šถๆณใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ้ง†ใ‘ใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€็ตๆžœใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้šฃใ‚Šใซใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ„ใ†ๅฅด้šทใ ใฃใŸๅฝผใฎๅพ“่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏๆ•ฐไฝ“ใฎ่‹ฅใ„็”ทใŸใกใฎๆญปไฝ“ใŒ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ่‹ฅใ„่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใ ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใพใ•ใ‹ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€่บซๅˆ†ใฎไฝŽใ„ๆˆใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚ŠใซๅๆŠ—ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ๅคขใซใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€็พๅฎŸใฏใใ†ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๅ„ชใ—ใ„ไธ–็•Œใฏๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒๆฐ—ใฅใ‹ใชใ„ใ†ใกใซใ€ใ‚‚ใ†็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใ€ๆฌก็ฌฌใซ่บซๅˆ†ใฏๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’ใชใ•ใชใใชใ‚Šใ€่ก€็ตฑใงใฏใชใๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ“ใใŒๅŸบๆบ–ใจใชใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฝผๅฅณใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ†ใพใๆƒณๅƒใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๅผท่€…ใซๅผฑ่€…ใŒ่™ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใจๅ•ใ†ใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใจใ„ใ†ๆžทใŒๅผฑ่€…ใ‚’ๅผฑ่€…ใฎใพใพใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅผฑ่€…ใŒๅผท่€…ใ‚’ๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€่บซๅˆ†ใฎ็ธ›ใ‚ŠใŒใชใ„ไธ–็•Œใ ใ€ ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใฏ็†่งฃใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ใคใ ใ‘ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚็Ž‹ๆ—ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฒดๆ—ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใ†็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฎๅทฎใซๅพ“ใ†ไบ‹ใชใใ€ๆ‚ชใ„ใจๆ€ใˆใฐๆ‚ชใ„ใจๆ–ญใ˜ใ€ๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚’ไปฅใฆๅ‡ฆๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่€…ใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ไธ–็•Œใ ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใใ‚“ใชไธ–็•Œใฎไธญใงๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซใฏๆˆฆใ†ๅŠ›ใฏ็„กใ„ใŒใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚่…•ๅŠ›ใŒ็„กใใฆใ‚‚้ ญใง็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ่€…ใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚ใจใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆดพใจใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นๆดพใฎไบ‰ใ„ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ€็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆๅคšใใฎ่€…ใŒๆญปใฌใ€‚ใใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใ‚„ๆฏใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒ่ชžใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏใ—ใ‚“ใจ้™ใพใฃใฆ่žใๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใพใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฏ่„…ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎๆ–ฐใŸใชไผฏ็ˆตใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๆดป่บใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅคงใใช้ฉš็•ฐใฏๅŽปใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ใŠใŠ~......ใจๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏๆ„Ÿๅ˜†ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฎƒใˆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅฃฐใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ่ชฟๅญ่€…ใ‚......ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่€ณใซใ€่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใงใ€ไธๆ„ใซใฒใ‚‰ใ‚ใ„ใŸไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€็„กๅ‚ทใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅคฑ็ญ–ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒๅ‘ฝใ‚’่ฝใจใ™็ตๆžœใจใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸ! ใŸใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใธไปปใ›ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€ไฝ™่จˆใชๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ๅคงๅˆ‡ใชๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใงใ™!ใ€ ไธกๆ‰‹ใงๅคงใ’ใ•ใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ†ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไบบๆฐ—ใŒ่ฝใกใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎๆ”ฏๆŒใ‚’ๅคฑใˆใฐใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ไผใฟใฏ้ “ๆŒซใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๆญปใฌใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅผŸใฎๆ•ตใจใชใฃใฆใพใง็”Ÿใใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ก”ใ‚’้š ใ—ใŸใพใพใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจ......็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆ่ซธๅ›! ไปŠใฎ่ฉฑใฏ็œŸๅฎŸใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใ‚’่ฒฌใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใ ใจๆ€ใ†!ใ€ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆˆฆใฃใŸไฟบใ‚’ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฏใŠ่จฑใ—ใใ ใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ไฟบใŸใกใ‚‚ไฟบใŸใกๅ›ฝใฎๆฐ‘ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใ‚‚ใ€ใใ—ใฆๆˆฆใฃใฆๆญปใ‚“ใ ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€่ณž่ณ›ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ในใใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏๆนงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ด›ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ่€…ใŸใกใฏๆˆธๆƒ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ™ใงใซๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใงใใชใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฏใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใ€ๅ›ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎๆฐ‘ใจใ—ใฆๅฎˆใ‚ใ†ใจๅฟƒใ‚’็ •ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹! ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใๆ€ใ†ใฎใ ! ๅ›ฝใฎใŸใ‚ใซไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆˆใ—ๅพ—ใชใ„ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใชใ„่€…ใŒ็Ž‹ไฝใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจ! ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใ“ใใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใฆ็ซ‹ใคใซ็›ธๅฟœใ—ใ„ๅพกๆ–นใ ใจ!ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’็››ใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏๆฌก็ฌฌใซ่ˆˆๅฅฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ๅ…ƒใ€…ไบบๆฐ—ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใ ใ‘ใซใ€่‹ฑ้›„ใŒใใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’่ชใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใ€ๆญฃไฝ“ไธๆ˜ŽใฎๆœŸๅพ…ๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŠฑใใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ“ใ“ใซ่ช“ใŠใ†! ๅฅณ็Ž‹ใจใชใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅผท้ญใชใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใคๅ›ฝใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’! ใฉใ†ใ‹็š†ใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใจๅ…ฑใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ไธ€ไบบไธ€ไบบใฎๅŠ›ใซๆœŸๅพ…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใซๅผทใ„่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ไธŽใˆใŸใ€‚ไปŠใพใงใฏๆ”ฟๆฒปใซๅฃๅ‡บใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๅพกๆณ•ๅบฆใ ใฃใŸใฎใŒใ€ไปŠ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใจ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฏใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใซๅคฑๆ…‹ใ‚’ๅ‘Š็™ฝใ—ใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎๆ”ฏๆŒใ“ใๅฟ…่ฆใ ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ่ชฐใจใ‚‚ใชใ็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‚’่ค’ใ‚็งฐใˆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ณž่ณ›ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฃฐใ‚‚ๆ›ดใซๅคงใใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‚’ไผดใฃใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ๅงฟใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใŸใ‚ใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๆฐ‘่ก†ใŸใกใฎ่ˆˆๅฅฎใฏๅŽใพใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใช......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ็Ž‹ไฝ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟใ‚’ๆ”ฏๆŒใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใฏใ€็žฌใ้–“ใซ็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ๅทกใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅ ฑใซ่‹›็ซ‹ใกใ‚’้š ใ›ใชใ„ใฎใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅญๆดพ้–ฅใฎ่€…ใŸใกใ ใ€‚ ็‰นใซๆดพ้–ฅใฎ็ญ†้ ญใŸใ‚‹้ซ˜ไฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅญไธๅœจใซ่กŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฏใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฟใƒผใพใŒใ„ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใซๆ€’ใ‚Šๅฟƒ้ ญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅฎŸๆฏใŸใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅฆƒใฎๅงฟใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ“ใ‚“ใช้‡ŽๅฟƒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€ ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใจๆญฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฐใฃใฆๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ๅงฟใฏใ€้ฌผๆฐ—่ฟซใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅฆƒใฏใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ›่ชฐใ‹ใซ้™ๅซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใšใ‚Œ็Ž‹ใ‚’็ถ™ใ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚นใ‚’ๅฏๆ„›ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅฆƒใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้™บใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎๆ”ฏๆŒใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใธๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๅนณๆฐ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใฎๆ”ฏๆŒใชใฉใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„! ่žใ‘ใฐใ€ๅงซใซ่‹ฆ่จ€ใ‚’ๅ‘ˆใ—ใŸ่‹ฅใ„่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹! ไผ็ตฑใ‚ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใฎๆจชๆšดใ‚’่จฑใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใซใฏใ”้€€ๅ ดใ„ใŸใ ใใปใ‹......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ„......ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใฏใ€ๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ„ใˆๅฎŸๆฏใงใ‚ใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅฆƒใŒใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ€ๆ€–ใ€…ใจ็Ž‹ๅฆƒใฎๆ–นใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‹ใพใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ…ˆใซๆฏ่ฆชใŸใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’่ฃๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ‚ใฎๅญใงใ™ใ€ ๆฑบ็„ถใจ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใคใจใ€็Ž‹ๅฆƒใฏใ™ใใซ่…•ใฎ็ซ‹ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆ‰‹้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็”ทใซ้‚ช้ญ”ใ•ใ‚Œใฌใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅญใŒๅฏๅฎคใง็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ‰€ใ‚’ใฒใจๆ€ใ„ใซๆฎบใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ›ใ‚ใฆ่‹ฆใ—ใพใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€ๆฏใฎๆ„›ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ็‹‚ๆฐ—ใฎๆปฒใ‚€็žณใซ่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€็Ž‹ๅญๆดพใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฏไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 45: Killer Queen "What's the story with us gathering here, I wonder?" "It is an announcement by Princess-sama and that Hero-sama, you know." "The knight-sama with the thin sword? I heard he played an active role again!" "They say he repelled the large army of Vichy with a few soldiers." The topic of the noisy populace, if one had to say, it is one-sidedly focusing on the new noble of Fokalore, Hifumi, rather than on the princess, but it was mostly due to Hifumi's orders that it became the talk of the town. Because of the Third Knight Unit being nonchalantly mixed up within the crowd, although it would be announced by Princess Imeraria after this, the matter of Hifumi's involvement had been circulated already. This kind of information manipulation work was the first time for the Third Knight Unit, but because of Sabnak leading the operation after having received the request from Origa, it was effective to the degree of surprising all of the knight unit. Sabnak is also slipping into the crowd. "Apparently that knight of the thin sword is within the royal castle currently. I am told he has achieved amazing war results with Vichy as his opponent, you know?" (Sabnak) While buying sweets at a stall, he spreads the topic as gossip. "Ou, I guess he will again receive a reward from Imeraria-sama. He is a great fellow." While smiling at the good response of the old man manning the stall, he watches the reaction of his surroundings in a casual manner and understands that all of the people in this place, the voice had reached, are indeed listening carefully with great interest. (Good grief, what a way of manipulating the hearts of people. It is a personality resembling the demons from fairy-tales.) While continuing the mission, Sabnak had a complicated feeling whether he should feel happy or frightened having accepted this kind of personality in the requested matter. In the meanwhile, the Third Knight Unit checked everyone standing in front of the royal castle. "Soon the princess will make her appearance!" they repeated continuously in a loud voice. Even as their voice become hoarse close to being mute, the crowd doesn't cease to chatter. "Oh, Princess-sama!" With someone raising their voice, the commotion subsides. The knights having exhausted their throats ended up feeling depressed. Having made her appearance on the balcony, it was Princess Imeraria. And next to her was Hifumi. In a shadowy place near the back Origa could vaguely be seen waiting. (Well then, what will happen this time?) Not being at the audience hall anymore, Imeraria had personally invited Hifumi to her office. Urging him into the reception sofa, a maid prepared black tea. "So, it is about this time's case, but... " (Hifumi) "The entire situation is my responsibility. Although the matter with Pajou is regrettable, I only implore you to not punish the other knight units and the people at the castle. Can you accept just this much... ?" (Imeraria) Interrupting the topic Hifumi has started, Imeraria straight away apologizes like that. "Ah, that's fine already. Even if I acted violently now, it would only be a story of repeatedly dealing with shitty opponents anyway. That's boring." (Hifumi) "In the first place, far from having a foundation in group combat, there isn't even decent training in inter-personal combat, don't you agree?" a worn-out dissatisfaction began to leak out from Hifumi's mouth on the occasion. Although it is strange, Imeraria was relieved that the standard of this castle's knight's didn't raise Hifumi's interest. "Then... " (Imeraria) "Ah, I am understanding that this time the responsibility is yours. The mastermind died. Since, rather than killing you, there is an even better task left for you, I won't kill you now." (Hifumi) Even though his words aren't permitting a peace of mind in the least, her life has been spared. But, I wonder what is that better task than killing me? However, as she resolved herself by putting strength into her slender arms laying atop her knees, she decided to not give up her life no matter what happens until her brother is safely crowned and until she discovers a plan to somehow calm the man in front of her. But that plan was quickly denied. "You will become the sovereign. Because I will support you by getting rid of the opposition, you will become the absolute ruler of this country building a powerful and sturdy state. Let's say that this will be your atonement for this time's affair." (Hifumi) "Such... ! Then, what about my brother... what will happen to Ayperos? In that kid's surrounding there are supporters pushing for that kid to become the next king. If I were to aim at becoming the queen, it will end up becoming a strife disregarding mine or that kid's intention." (Imeraria) "I don't care. There won't happen anything if he is obedient, but if he opposes this, I will kill him." (Hifumi) Hifumi's face showed that it wasn't significant enough for him to listen to such topic and that he would cut him down without doubt. It is an extremely calm face. "However, even if I intend to succeed as queen, I don't have the ability to do that either... " (Imeraria) Before summoning Hifumi, she was unaffected by these matters without getting in contact with them and was simply called saint by the people. Compared to the time she thought But she hasn't received any education in becoming a statesman. As a result of that, she has lost the knight she trusted. Currently she is monopolizing this country. "You are still young. If I am not mistaken, you are 14 years old, right? It is even fine to learn from a noble or the prime minister from now on. Besides, a statesman isn't a person that does something with their own ability. I believe that you will excel as statesman if you find capable retainers and use them skilfully." (Hifumi) Why is that man talking about politics to a royalty like myself? Notwithstanding my confusion, he is giving me words of consolation. Even if only slightly, my feelings are settling down. , she also understood. "You aren't an incompetent person like your brother who is clinging to his parent, I think. For now it is fine to make a move in order to protect the country and save those around you. During that time you can forge strong soldiers. Ah, it is also good to send them to Fokalore for training! I will polish them without fail." (Hifumi) "... What the hell are you aiming for?" (Imeraria) "By increasing the amount of strong people it will become a lot more interesting to oppose this world. People who have trained their techniques will oppose people boosting with raw strength. I want to increase the number of people thinking up refined schemes to kill people with sharp senses. I also want new weapons to be created for the sake of killing very efficiently." (Hifumi) While having glittering eyes like a boy talking about his dreams, to Imeraria, what Hifumi was talking about, was similar to the words of a tyrant she had only read a bit in the past. "Then, this world, this country will end up lapsing into chaos." (Imeraria) "I wonder whether that's what will happen or not, it depends on what the people of this world want to do. In the world I come from, war advances technology. For the sake of victory people forge their minds putting a lot of effort into coming up with elaborate schemes." (Hifumi) From what world had the hero been summoned?' It was several young nobles that came and entered the room at that point. "Imeraria-sama!" (Maid) The nobles entering in a rude manner pushed the maid standing in attendance aside. Seeing Hifumi's face they snorted as if scoffing at him. "I was wondering who it was, but I see it's the upstart who became a viscount recently, huh? But it seems you were skilfully buttering up to Imeraria. Now that we have arrived, there is no business left here for you anymore." (Noble) Furthermore, several of the other nobles also scold Hifumi. "Imeraria-sama, the commoners are currently gathering in front of the royal castle. Something about receiving words from Imeraria-sama." (Noble) "The populace is... " (Imeraria) Imeraria turns her sight towards Hifumi.magic "Ah, it is me who had them gathered. Let's make a showy proclamation though you are leading this country only for a short time now, is what I think." (Hifumi) In place of Imeraria, who was lost for words, the nobles roared. "Bastard, you are getting cocky trying to monopolize the national politics." (Noble A) "Moreover, what an attitude towards Imeraria-sama! Impermissible!" (Noble B) While listening to the screaming voices of the nobles totally undisturbed, Hifumi stood up calmly, took out his katana and drew it. At that moment a single noble had his head separated from his body. "Men only raising their voices are superfluous. Only those holding the will to fight are necessary." (Hifumi) As Imeraria looks out from the balcony of her office, the entire part of the castle is crowded with people. Even the word 'many' is lukewarm in regards to the amount of expectant gazes, she feels. Up until now she had gazed at the city from this balcony. She had addressed the populace, just like now, many times, but it was the first time for her to step on the stage while feeling this heavy-hearted. Sporadically seeing the figures of the Third Knight Unit, she inadvertently wanted to call out to them to save her, but this was a situation she had brought upon herself. Although they might come running if she requested their help, she knows what will happen then. Next to her Hifumi is standing. In the back there is the former slave called Origa, who is now his attendant. And behind her a number of corpses of the young nobles are scattered about. They have been young nobles not long ago. They didn't consider in the slightest that the upstart of low social status would oppose them or that he would really kill them. However, that wasn't the reality. Without them noticing how kind the world had been to them, their end already came. From now on the significance of social status will gradually vanish. It will become a world where ability will be the criterion and not pedigree, Hifumi had told her. Unable to imagine it well, Imeraria asked whether this world wouldn't become a place where the strong oppress the weak then, but Hifumi laughed and shook his head. "It is the fetters called birth that label a weak person to remain weak. It will be a world without the binding of lineage making it possible for the weak to defeat the strong." (Hifumi) Although Imeraria couldn't understand after all, she still grasped just one thing. The detestable judgement and the poor conclusion of obeying to something called difference in pedigree just because they are royalty or nobles, Hifumi wants to raise the number of people being judged by their true strength. This is an extremely frightening world, but Imeraria mustn't fail to protect the country within such world. Although she has no power to fight herself, she is able to come up with something. Hifumi said. There are also people surviving by using their head even without resorting to brute strength. Think, and ponder about it, Imeraria tells herself. As it is now, the contest to become the sovereign will begin between the Imeraria faction and the Ayperos faction. It will result in many people dying. Even Ayperos or her mother might be amongst those. "Everyone" (Imeraria) With Imeraria starting to talk, the crowd's noise subsided into silence and everyone listened to her words. "Due to Vichy and Horant this country is in peril now. However, thanks to the great efforts of the newly inaugurated earl, Hifumi-sama, a big miracle has happened." (Imeraria) Ooh~ ... with the people raising their voices in admiration, voices giving praise to Hifumi can be heard. Sabnak's voice was amongst them as well. "They are getting elated easily... " (Hifumi) The voice of Hifumi, who had a forced smile, reached Imeraria's ears. Then she suddenly hit upon a good idea. "But, expecting the fight to finishing flawlessly, knights ended up loosing their life due to my blunder! Even though it would have been fine to just leave things to Hifumi-sama, because of me getting unnecessarily involved, valuable lives were lost!" (Imeraria) Exaggeratedly covering her face with both hands, Imeraria was convinced that this matter would cause her popularity to drop. If she lost the support of the populace with this, it would become a setback in the plan of using her to manage the country. Although this might cause her death, she didn't intend to live just to become her own brother's enemy. Looking at Hifumi while concealing her face ... he was grinning. "Now then, Ladies and Gentlemen! The story just now is the truth, but I think it will be wrong for me to blame Imeraria-sama for that!" (Hifumi) Slowly surveying the crowd, he makes sure that everyone is listening carefully. "I, who fought in order to protect the country, feel obliged to forgive Imeraria-sama. That being the case, shouldn't the knights, who had been deployed by Imeraria-sama for the sake of protecting us and the people of our country and died fighting towards that cause, receive our admiration?!" (Hifumi) The crowd surged in response to Hifumi's appeal. Even though the knights of the Third Knight Unit, mixed amongst the crowd, were perplexed, it became a situation where the people couldn't be controlled anymore. "Imeraria-sama, me and all of you have to rack our brains how to protect the people, who are citizens of the same country as us! For this reason, think about it! It mustn't be allowed for someone, who doesn't attempt to do something and to accomplish something for this country, to take the throne! The only person suitable to stand up and lead us is Imeraria-sama!" (Hifumi) With Hifumi's words raising Imeraria to the top, the crowd is gradually becoming excited. Originally only being a person having popularity, with the hero approving of her conduct, the people welcome the mysterious feeling of expectation. "I will make an oath here! I will support Imeraria-sama in becoming the queen. Together we will change this country into a country holding strong power! Everybody, please also support Imeraria-sama together with me!" (Hifumi) The words of Hifumi, desiring for everyone's individual support, had a powerful impact on the crowd. Until now it was strictly forbidden for them to meddle in politics, but just now the noble and princess in front of their eyes, admitting their own failures to the populace, said that the support of the people was indispensable. As there were also those who applauded towards the princess, Hifumi's praising voice became even louder. Even after Hifumi accompanying Imeraria disappeared from the balcony, the agitation of the people didn't die down for quite a while. "Now they have done it... " The story of Hifumi supporting Imeraria in succeeding the throne spread in a flash within the king's castle. Those of the prince faction are irritated by those news without hiding that. Especially the high-ranking nobles, leading the faction, mistook the method as coup d'etat performed in the absence of the prince within their raging minds. The prince's real mother, the queen, is amongst them as well. "By no means I expected Imeraria to have such an ambition." (Queen) Her appearance, enduring her fury while gritting her teeth with grinding sounds, is somehow blood-curdling. Having been the queen so far, rather than Imeraria, who would be married off to someone anyway, she loved Prince Ayperos, who would succeed as king sooner or later, dearly. Although she believed that Imeraria had understood this as well, her facial expression is becoming even more grim due to the feeling called betrayal. "However, Imeraria-sama is perfectly suited for the support of the populace." (Noble) "Something like the support of the commoners doesn't matter at all! Haven't you heard? The young nobles wanting to give the princess their advice were all killed! Even the conservative nobles won't forgive this much oppression!" (Queen) "If that's the case, there is nothing left but to have Imeraria leave the stage eventually, it seems... " (Noble) "O-Oi... " (Another Noble) The speaking nobles, noticing that the princess' real mother, the queen, is present at this place albeit being hostile towards the princess, fearfully turned their gaze in the direction of the queen. "It doesn't matter. It is that child that has betrayed me, as her mother, first." (Queen) Declaring this decisively, the queen immediately raised her hand in order to prepare for giving a command. "So that you aren't hindered by that man, kill that girl instantly at the time when she is sleeping in her bedroom! The most my maternal love allows is to ensure her passing away without having to suffer." (Queen) Seeing the pupils oozing with madness, the nobles of the prince faction bowed their heads all at once.
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57.Bad Medicine ใ€ๅค‰ใชๅฅดใ€ๅค‰ใช่–ฌใ€‘ ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ‰‰ใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใงใฏใ€ใพใ ๆˆฆใ„ใฎ้ŸณใŒ้ณดใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ๅฃฐใฏๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎใ‚‚ใฎใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€ๅจๅ‹ขใฎใ„ใ„ๅฃฐใ ใ‘ใ‚’่žใ‘ใฐๅ„ชๅ‹ขใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ๆ•ตใฏๆๆ€–ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใšใ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆปใพใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๅฃฐใฒใจใคไธŠใ’ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ๆ•ฐใง่จ€ใˆใฐๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎๆ–นใŒๅฐ‘ใชใใ€ๆ™‚ๆŠ˜่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ่‡ช่ปใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใใฃใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏ......ใ€ ใ†ใพใๅŒ…ๅ›ฒใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏใ€ๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใซๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆญฏๅ™›ใฟใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅŒ…ๅ›ฒๅดใฎไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ™ใŽใŸใ‹ใ€ๆ•ตใฎๆˆฆ้—˜่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹่ชคใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€‚ๆด่ญทใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—้šŠ้•ทใ€่ก—ไธญใธใชใ ใ‚Œ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใฏๆททๆˆฆใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏๅ่ซ–ใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้–€ใซ็ธ„ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบบๅˆ†ใฎ้š™้–“ใ ใ‘็ฉบใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‚! ็ธ„ใซๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚„ใ€ใใใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใฆใใŸ่€…ใ‚’้ †็•ชใซๆงใงๅˆบใ—ๆฎบใ›!ใ€ ๆŒ‡็คบ้€šใ‚Šใซๅ‹•ใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใซ่‹›็ซ‹ใกใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏๆงใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ‰ฃใฎๆ–นใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ท้›ขใ‚’ใจใฃใฆๆ•ฐไบบใงๅŒๆ™‚ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ ใปใฉใชใๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒๅฎŒไบ†ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏ้–‹ๅฃ้ƒจใฎๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅค–ใ‚ŒใŸไฝ็ฝฎใซใŸใกใ€ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ๆงใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘้š™้–“ใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๆ‰‰ใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใฎ็‹‚้จ’ใŒใ‚‚ใ‚Œ่žใ“ใˆใ€ๆฟƒๅŽšใช่ก€ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒๆผ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใฃใจ้–‹ใ‘! ๅ…จๅ“กๆฏใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ๅ‘ฝไปคใซๅพ“ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใฎใพใพใงๆ‰‰ใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฎๅงฟใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚€ใ‚“!ใ€ ๅŠ›ๅผทใ็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆงๅ…ˆใฏใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆญฃ็ขบใซๆ‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏๅŒใ˜็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใฎๅ…ตใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€็ถšใ„ใฆ็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฎๆงใซ็›ฎใ‚’็ชใ‹ใ‚Œใฆๆญปใฌใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใ€ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚‚ๆๆ€–ใ‚‚็„กใ„ไบบๅฝขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ•ตใ‚’ไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใซๆฎบๆˆฎใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ่…•ใซใ ใ‚‹ใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ้ ƒใ€ใตใจใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎๅ…ตใŒไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ๅฃฐใŒๅฐ‘ใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆธ›ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏๅฃŠๆป…็š„ใชๆ่€—ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๆ„šๅฐ†ใจใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใ„ใ†ๆๆ€–ใซใ€ๆงใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†่…•ใซๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅนพ้‡ใซใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ธ„ใŒใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆ–ญใกๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใฃ!ใ€ ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใซไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใซใฏ้–€ใŒๅ…จ้–‹ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใŒๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šใชใ ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ€้€€ๅด!ใ€ ไฝ•ไบบใŒใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ้–€ใซๅผพใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใ‚„ใ€ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใซๆฎดใ‚Šๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹่€…ใชใฉใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆๅŠๅˆ†ใŒๆ•ตๅ…ตใฎๆณขใซ้ฃฒใฟ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใซ็›ฎใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใšใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏๆงใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฏๅ‹•ใใŒ้ˆใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ฐใƒณใ‚ฐใƒณ่ท้›ขใŒ้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€้ง†ใ‘ใŸๅ…ˆใซๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅธŒๆœ›ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚‚ๅ…จๆป…ใ ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡่ปใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ่ปใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ใ€้›ขใ‚Œใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใซใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅˆฅ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไปฒ้–“ใŒๅˆๆตใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฃใกใฏใพใ‚้ †่ชฟใ ใ€‚ๅฐ็ดฐๅทฅใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅ…ตๅฃซใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๆด่ญทใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๆ‰‹ๅ‡บใ—ใฏ็ฆใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ„ใคใพใงใŸใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅธฐใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏๅŒๅƒšใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใจ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้ก›ๆœซใ‚’ไผใˆใฆใใŸๆ–นใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏใ€้’ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏใ€ๅฎŸ่ณชไธ€ไบบใซๅ…จๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบบใ ใจ?ใ€ ๆ”น่‰ฏใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฏใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ๅ‹•ใใŒ็ทฉๆ…ขใซใชใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใƒกใƒชใƒƒใƒˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฃœใฃใฆไฝ™ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ใซ็ญ‹ๅŠ›ใŒๅ‘ไธŠใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚่…•ใซ้–‹ใใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใซใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ๆ•ฐไบบ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซไธ€ไบบใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€้’ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅŒๅƒšใฏใ€ๅ˜˜ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไผš่ฉฑใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‹่žใๅ–ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใใ„ใคใฏใ‚ใฎ็ดฐๅ‰ฃใฎ่‹ฑ้›„ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใช! ๅฅดใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใฏๅๅฏพๅดใ ใž?ใ€ ใ€Œ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ไปฅๅ‰่žใ„ใŸๆƒ…ๅ ฑใจ็‰นๅพดใŒๅˆ่‡ดใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๆƒ…ๅ ฑ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไฟบใฎ็›ฎใซใฏใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸใ€‚้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใ‚’ๅ‚ทไธ€ใค่ฒ ใ‚ใšใซๆฎบใ—ใ‚„ใŒใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€ ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ๆŒ‡ใฎ็ˆชใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎไธ่‰ฏใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็„กใ„ใ€‚็ญ‹ๅŠ›ใฎๅ‘ไธŠใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚‚ๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚่‹ฑ้›„ใฎๅพ“่€…ใซใชใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใƒƒ!ใ€ ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’ๅ‚€ๅ„กใจใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ไธญๆžขใธๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚€็ญ–ใฏๆฝฐใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆˆฆๅ ดใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ๅ…ตใฏๆจใฆใฆ้€€ๅดใ™ในใใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่…ฐใŒๅผ•ใ‘ใŸๆง˜ๅญใฎๅŒๅƒšใซใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆๆ‹’ๅฆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ ใ‘ๆˆปใฃใฆๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏใพใ ็‰‡ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€‚ๅพŒใงใชใ€ ๅŒๅƒšใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ๅ†ใณๆˆฆๅ ดใธ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ™ใ€‚ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้–‹ใ„ใŸ้–€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒใ‚พใƒญใ‚พใƒญใจ่ก—ใธใจๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใง่กŒใใ€‚ ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ›ใš้€ฒใ‚€ๆง˜ใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ่œœใซๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹่™ซใฎ็พคใ‚Œใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚’ๅ…จๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใพใงใฏๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใง็ฌฌไธ€ใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๅฃŠๆป…ใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใฏๆ€ฅๆธ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ๆฉŸใ‚’้€ƒใ™ใพใ„ใจใ€่ฆ–็ทšใฏใใฃใจ้™บใ—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ธ„ใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใจใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆ•ตๅ…ตใจใฎ่ท้›ขใŒ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงใใฆใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅ†ท้™ใซ้ ญใŒๅ›žใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใฏใ€ๆ—ขใซ10ๅ็จ‹ใฎ้šŠๅ“กใ—ใ‹ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใคใ‹ใฎใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ๅฝทๅฝฟใจใ•ใ›ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใŸ่€…ใฎๅดใซๅ›žใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใ‹ใจๆๆ€–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้šŠ้•ทใ€ๅ‰ๆ–นใซไฝ•่€…ใ‹ใŒใŠใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซ?!ใ€ ไธๆ„ใซๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใŒๅ‰ๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช็”ทใŒๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆป‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆญฉใใใฎ็”ทใฏใ€้ป’็›ฎ้ป’้ซชใงใ€ๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใชๆœใ‚’็€ใ€ๅทฆ่…ฐใซใฏ็ดฐใ„ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅดใฏ......!ใ€ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎๆ€่€ƒใŒใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆ€’ใ‚ŠใซๆŸ“ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ’ใƒ•ใƒŸใƒปใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎๅฌๅ–š้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็•ฐไธ–็•Œไบบใงใ€็Ž‹ๆฎบใ—ใฎ็ฝชไบบใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅœฐไฝใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฎ็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆๅบƒๅคงใช้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใชใฃใŸใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงใŠใจใŽ่ฉฑใฎ็™ปๅ ดไบบ็‰ฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบบ็‰ฉใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใซใจใฃใฆใฏ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใงใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟๅŠ›ใ‚’็ซถใ„ใ‚ใ†็›ฎใฎไธŠใฎใ‚ณใƒ–ใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใงใฏ่‡ดใ—ๆ–นใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€ ๆฅใ‚’ๅฟใ‚“ใงๅŠฉๅŠ›ใ‚’่ซ‹ใ†ใ“ใจใซๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏใ€ๅฅฅๆญฏใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใฆ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’็ทฉใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅ›ฝใฎๅๅฏพๅดใพใงใ”่‹ฆๅŠดใ ใชใ€‚ๆƒณๅฎšไปฅไธŠใซๆ•ตใฎๆ•ฐใŒๅคšใ„ใฎใงใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฒธใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๅ…ƒๅนณๆฐ‘ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ๅฑ…ไธˆ้ซ˜ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใŒ้š ใ›ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใ ใŒใ€ๆœฌไบบใซ่‡ช่ฆšใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆฅใ‚’ๅฟใ‚“ใงไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ๅŒ็จ‹ๅบฆใซๅฑ…ไธˆ้ซ˜ใชไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏ่‹›็ซ‹ใกใŒๆนงใไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ ฑ้…ฌใฏใŠๅ‰ใฎๅ‘ฝใงใ„ใ„ใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฏๆŠตๆŠ—ใ—ใ‚ใ‚ˆใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏ้ก”ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†็ชใใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใซใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใฎ้–“ใซๅ‰ฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฃใฏ! ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ‹!ใ€ ๅ‘ตๅ‘ตใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไบŒใคไธ‰ใคใจ็ชใใ‚’้‡ใญใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€็ชใใ”ใจใซไธ€ไบบใ‚’็ชใๆฎบใ—ใ€ไบŒไบบๅˆ†ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹!ใ€ ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใไฝ“ๅˆถใŒๆ•ดใฃใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใŒใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๅคงๅ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅจๅœงใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆบ–ๅ‚™้‹ๅ‹•ใŒไธๅๅˆ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚’ๆ–ฌใฃใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ€ ใ€Œ......็‹‚ไบบใ‚ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€ใใ†ๆ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงๅฟ…ๆญปใซๆˆฆใˆใ‚ˆใ€‚็‹‚ไบบใซ่จ€่‘‰ใฏ้€šใ˜ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใค้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š็›พใจใชใฃใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใ‚’่ƒธใซๅ—ใ‘ใฆ้Žงใ”ใจๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ๆ–ญใกๅ‰ฒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใจๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใ‚’้ฃ›ใณ่ถŠใˆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅˆ€ใŒๅ”็ซนๅ‰ฒใ‚Šใซๆ‰“ใกไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆจชใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏใ€่ตทใใ–ใพใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆ‡ใธๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ้Žงใฎ่ฅŸใซๆŸ„ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆๅผ•ใๅ€’ใ™ใ€‚ ็„กๆง˜ใซ่ปขใŒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏใ€ๅœŸใซใพใฟใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ๆจชใธ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซๅˆฅใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅทฆๆ‰‹ใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ้กŽใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€่ฆชๆŒ‡ใงใใฃใจๆŠผใ—ใฆไธ‹ใฎๅ‰ๆญฏใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็—›ใฟใจใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใงไธ€็žฌๅ‹•ใใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€ๅ–‰ใ‚’่ฒซใ‹ใ‚Œใฆๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏ่ตทใไธŠใŒใฃใฆๆง‹ใˆ็›ดใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ƒจไธ‹ใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ็จผใ„ใ ๆ™‚้–“ใ ใž? ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆœ‰ๅŠนใซไฝฟใˆใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜......ใ€ ๅˆ‡ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใจ้š™ใ‚’ไผบใ†ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๆ‚ ็„ถใจ็ซ‹ใคไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใซใ‚‚ใฃใŸๅˆ€ใฏใ€ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‚ใ›ใšใซใ ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๆใ’ใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏ่ปฝใๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใชๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใ‚€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใŒใคใ‹ใ‚ใšใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใฏใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใจๆบใ‚Œใ€ๆฐดไธญใซๆผ‚ใ†ๆฐด่‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆๆ—ฉใใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ไบˆๆƒณใงใใชใ„ๅ‹•ใใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒๅ ชใˆใใ‚Œใšใซๆ‰“ใกใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใŒใƒ ใƒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‚ถ็ตถใ™ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใฎ็›ฎใซใฏๆŒ‡ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใ€้ผปใฎ้ชจใŒๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็—›ใฟใ‚’่จดใˆใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€็—›ใฟใจๆถ™ใง่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„็›ฎใ‚’ใ•ใใ‚Šใจ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚Œใฆๆญปใฌใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ใ€ๆธพ่บซใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใฆใ“ใ„ใ€‚ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใž?ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใง่ฆ‹ใŸไปฒ้–“ใฎๆญปใซๆง˜ใซใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๅ‹•ใ‘ใšใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆ€–ใ„ใฎใ‹ใช? ใชใ‚‰ใ“ใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ้ž˜ใ‚‚ๆŽดใพใšใซๅ™จ็”จใซๅณๆ‰‹ใ ใ‘ใง็ดๅˆ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใƒ–ใƒฉใƒ–ใƒฉใ•ใ›ใฆ็„กๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆŒ‘็™บใซใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซ่€ใˆๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใฎใฏใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŠ›ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸ่ขˆ่ฃŸๆ‡ธใ‘ใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚้ฉšใ้€Ÿๅบฆใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใจใฃใฆใฏใใ“ใพใงใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹่…•ใฎไธ‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€ไธก่‚˜ใฎไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‹ณใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ˆใ„้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏใ€ไธก่‚˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใ‚’ใƒ–ใƒฉใƒ–ใƒฉใจๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆฟ€็—›ใจ็ตถๆœ›ใซๆญชใ‚€้ก”้ขใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŽดใ‚€ใ€‚ใใฎใพใพ้ šๆคŽใ‚’ๆปใ‚ŠๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จ€ใ„ๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใชใ€‚ไฟบใฎๆœฌๆฅใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒซใฏ็„กๆ‰‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎๆญปใซใ€็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆจใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€้™ไผใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œ! ไฟบใŸใกใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅฟ—ใฏ็„กใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใƒ€ใƒกใ ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ไธ€้–ƒใ—ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่‹›็ซ‹ใŸใ—ใ’ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Œใ€‚ไฟบใฎๅ‰ใงๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๆง‹ใˆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไฟบใ‹ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใŒๆญปใฌใพใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใชใ€ ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏๆฎ‹ใ‚Š5ๅใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฅดใ ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใซ็ด›ใ‚Œใฆ่ก—ใธไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใ€่„‡้“ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚’็›ฃๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏใ€่‡ชๅ›ฝใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ๅฎน่ตฆใชใๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆฎบใ™ใจใ„ใ†ๅ‡ถ่กŒใซ้ฉšๆ„•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ๅœงๅ€’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆˆฆ้—˜ๅŠ›ใฏใ€็ขบใ‹ใซๅŒๅƒšใŒๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฏใ€ๅฑ้™บใ ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใŸใŒใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใๅ…จใๆญฏใŒ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆปใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟฝใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใซๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ชใƒใ ใ€‚ ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใˆใฐ็ ”็ฉถใฎๆ–นใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใงๅฎŸ่ทตใฏ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใ ใŒใ€่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ™ใ‚ŒใฐๅจๅŠ›ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ขจใฎๅˆƒใŒๆ‰“ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฏใ“ใ“ใงๆถˆใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ใใ†ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ๅฟ…ใšใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซๅฎณใจใชใ‚‹) ใใ†ๆ€ใ†ใจใ€่ฉ ๅ”ฑใŒ้•ทใๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃ......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใฎใจๅŒใ˜ๅ‰ฃใ ใ—ใ€ ใ“ใฎ่‡ณ่ฟ‘่ท้›ขใชใ‚‰ใ€ใจๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸไธๅฏ่ฆ–ใฎๅˆƒใฏใ€ๆญฃ็ขบใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆ้ขจใฎๅˆƒใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚Š้Žใ”ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ก”่‰ฒไธ€ใคๅค‰ใˆใšใซ่ฉฑใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚„ๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎๆฑบใพใ‚Šใ‹ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‹? ใ›ใฃใ‹ใไพฟๅˆฉใชๆŠ€ใชใฎใซใ€ๅฎŸใซๅ‹ฟไฝ“็„กใ„ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๆ–นใฎๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ็žฌ้–“ใ€่จ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใฎ็„กใ„็—›ใฟใŒ่ตฐใ‚Šใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏ่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใฎไป˜ใ‘ๆ นใฎ้ชจใŒใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใฎใƒ„ใƒœใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ€็—›ใ„......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ณชๅ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ็–‘ๅ•ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใซใ€ๅฎน่ตฆใชใ„ใƒ“ใƒณใ‚ฟใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใŒๅค–ใ‚Œใฆใ€20ไปฃๅŠใฐใจใ„ใฃใŸ็—ฉใ›ใŸ้ก”ใŒ้œฒใ‚ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ณชๅ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไฟบใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎ่…‘ๆŠœใ‘ใซใชใ‚‹่–ฌใจๅ‡ถๆšดๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใซใคใ„ใฆใ€็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ธตใŒใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎ่ถณใฎๅฐๆŒ‡ใ‚’่ธใฟๆŠœใใ€‚ ๅฃฐใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ›ใชใ„็จ‹ใฎ็—›ใฟใซใ€ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใซใ€่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใšใซๅŒใ˜่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพ......้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใฏใ€ๆฐดใงใ‚‚้…’ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฐ‘้‡ใ‚’ๆททใœใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’้ฃฒใพใ›ใ‚ŒใฐๅŠนๆžœใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคšๅฐ‘่บซไฝ“่ƒฝๅŠ›ใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใŒๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใจ็—›่ฆšใŒ็„กใใชใ‚Šใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่€…ใฎ่จ€ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’็›ฒ็›ฎ็š„ใซ่žใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฏใ€็—›่ฆšใ‚’็„กใใ—ใฆ็ญ‹ๅŠ›ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ‡ถๆšดๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฌ ็‚นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹......ใ€ ใ€Œๆฌ ็‚นใฏๅ…‹ๆœใ—ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆ”น่‰ฏใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ไบ‹ใ‚’่žใ‹ใ‚Œใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏ่‹ฆ่™ซใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟๆฝฐใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใฏใ€่ชฟๆ•ดใŒใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸ......ใ€‚ไปŠใ“ใฎ่ก—ใซไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹้€ฃไธญใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใฎ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใชๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใ‹่žใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฏใ€็†ๆ€งใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆ็™ป้Œฒใ—ใŸไบบ็‰ฉใฎๅ‚€ๅ„กใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹......ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่žใใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฎๅ…ตใซไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใฏใ€ๅŠนๆžœใŒ่–„ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใŒใ€็พๅœจใฎไบบๅฝขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบบ้–“ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงใฏๆ”น่‰ฏใงใใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ้™็•Œใ ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใคใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€‚ไบŒใ‚ฟใƒผใฃใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆœ€ๅพŒใซๆ•™ใˆใ‚ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใฎๅๅ‰ใจใ€ใใ“ใพใงใฎ่ท้›ขใ ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’......ใŽใ‚ƒใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ไปŠๅบฆใฏ่‚ก้–“ใ‚’่นดใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไธธใใชใฃใฆ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฎน่ตฆใชใใ€Œๅใ‘ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆ–้ƒฝใฏใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒกใƒซใ‚ฏใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‰้ฆฌใง3ๆ—ฅ็จ‹ใ !ใ€ ็—›ใฟใซ่€ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้€†ใซๆ€’ใ‚ŠใŒใ“ใฟไธŠใ’ใฆใใŸใฎใ‹ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏๅซใถใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ€ ๆ‡็ด™ใงๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใŸใจ่‹ฆใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใŒ้ญ”็‰ฉใซใ‚‚ๅŠนใใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใŠใในใใ ใฃใŸใชใ€
Chapter 57: Bad Medicine On the other side of Munster's gate facing towards Horant's side, the sounds of battle are still reverberating. With nothing but the allies's voices being audible, you might think they are superior if you only listen to the high-spirited voices, but the enemies, not feeling any fear, don't raise their voices even if they are chopped up. If you go by the numbers, the allies are fewer. Sometimes screams, doubtlessly belonging to their own troops, can be heard as well. "Shit, as it is now..." (Stiffels) Stiffels, thinking that they should have successfully surrounded them, was grinding his teeth as it took longer than he expected. Was the number of people doing the encirclement lacking? Or did he misread the enemy's combat prowess? "It can't be helped. We will support them!" (Stiffels) "B-But captain, if they surge into the city, it will become a chaotic battle!" (Knight) Stiffels glared at the objecting knight. "Affix a rope to the gate! Make sure to open it so that only one person fits through! Those entangled by the rope and those who got through will be stabbed to death with spears in turns!" (Stiffels) While getting irritated at the knights, who began to move as they were ordered, Stiffels grasped his spear. The way of the sword is his forte, but the spear is better if you want to simultaneously attack several people from a distance. Before long the preparations have been completed. A single knight slowly removes the secured bolt. Stiffels stands at a place a little bit away from the aperture in the front. He is prepared to thrust out the spear at any time. With only opening the crack a tiny bit, he can hear the leaking mania on the other side of the gate. The thick, pungent stench of blood drifts to him. "Open it more! Everybody, match your breaths and attack!" (Stiffels) Obeying the order, they confront the approaching enemies. It's the figures of Horant's soldiers beating on the door while being expressionless. "Oof!" The forcefully thrust spearhead accurately seized the neck of a soldier from Horant. In the back of the fallen soldier another likewise expressionless soldier stands. Next, his eyes are stabbed by a knight's spear and the soldier passes away. Repeating these actions, the enemies, people who aren't scared or don't scream, are one-sidedly slaughtered. Around the time he began to feel his arms getting heavy, Stiffels suddenly noticed that the voices, raised by his allied soldiers, had decreased. Although the soldiers from Horant should also have been decreased by quite a bit, his arms, wielding the spear, were filled with strength due to the dread that he would become a foolish commander who received a devastating defeat. In that moment, the rope, which had been damaged repeatedly, was severed in one go. "What!" (Stiffels) Being preoccupied with the unbelievable sight for just an instant, the gate opened fully in the next second. Horant's soldiers literally came flooding in. "R-Retreat!" (Stiffels) How many have been able to hear Stiffel's order? Some were sent flying by the gate opening abruptly and some were beaten to death by the soldiers from Horant while being overcome with surprise. In an instant half of the Second Knight Order was swallowed by a wave of enemies. Without even giving the dying of his subordinates a single glance, Stiffels threw away his spear and ran. Because the movements of the soldiers from Horant were sluggish, he steadily gained distance. Even so, Stiffels kept running. However, what awaits him at the place ahead isn't hope. "Beirevra died. The First Knight Order is also completely destroyed." (Magician A) As the magician from Horant left the watching of the battle between Horant's and Orsongrande's armies, he was joined by a companion who acted separately in order to monitor Beirevra. "I see. This side is well... doing fine. Since they used petty tricks and the number of soldiers whittled, I supported them with magic. Although I was forbidden to interfere, I guess this much will be okay." (Magician B) "Because else I won't be able to return to Horant no matter how much time passes", the magician from Horant laughed towards his colleague. However, the magician, who came reporting the circumstances of Beirevra and the First Knight Order, has a pale face. "... What happened?" (Magician B) "Ah, the First Knight Order was in fact annihilated by a single person, but..." (Magician A) "A single person, you say?" (Magician B) Although the improved magic tool has the demerit of causing the movement to become somewhat slow, to compensate for this, the physical strength has been raised to the extent that it is too much. But, his colleague, expressing a pale face, doesn't look as if he is telling a lie. "I somehow managed to follow the conversation. That person is the Hero of the Slender Sword." (Magician A) "Impossible! Isn't that guy's territory on the opposite side!?" (Magician B) "I have no doubt. His features match the information I heard before. Even the information about his combat strength, no, what was reflected in my eyes was above that. He killed the Knight Captain without receiving a single injury." (Magician A) Listening to the story, he bites the nails of his fingers while thinking. "Is there a possibility for the magic tool to malfunction?" (Magician B) "There isn't. The rise of the physical strength was obvious. Besides..." (Magician A) "Besides?" (Magician B) "Even the prince was killed by the hero's attendant." (Magician A) "... Damn it!" (Magician B) The plan of penetrating Orsongrande's center with the prince as puppet fell apart. "That man should be on the way headed towards the battleground here. I think we should withdraw giving up on the soldiers." (Magician A) He shakes his head in denial towards his colleague, who showed signs of completely getting cold feet. "Only you will return to report. This place hasn't settled yet." (Magician B) "Understood. I will go ahead. See you later." (Magician A) Having seen his colleague off, he once again turns his look towards the battlefield. Horant's soldiers are successively entering the city through the completely opened gate. Even while being slashed by Orsongrande's soldiers from the rear, they advance without minding it, just like a swarm of insects being drawn to some nectar. "Let's attack until the complete destruction of the Second Knight Order. With that the First and the Second Knight Orders will be annihilated, drastically decreasing the war potential of Orsongrande." (Magician B) "Let's not miss the opportunity", his gaze got considerably severe. Arriving at a place where the distance to the enemy was quite big, Stiffels reached the point of thinking about the situation calmly at last. In his vicinity there aren't more than around 10 order members left. Somehow it closely resembles the situation of Ribezal. He was scared whether he has ended up turning into someone surrounded by failure as well. "Captain, there is someone in front of us!" (Knight) "What?!" (Stiffels) Being suddenly called, Stiffels, noticing himself brooding over things before he became aware of it, looked ahead. There was a man, he had seen somewhere, walking towards them. That man, walking as if swiftly sliding, with his dark pupils and hair and donning strange clothes is wearing a thin sword at the left side of his waist. "That guy is... !" (Stiffels) Stiffels' thinking is straight away dyed in rage. Earl Hifumi Tohno. A other-world person called by Princess Imeraria's summoning magic. Being appointed to the rank of noble with territory while being a criminal who slew the king. He obtained a vast territory as result of his battle with Vichy. A person as if being entirely a character out of a fairy-tale. However, Stiffels can't see him as anything but a thorn in his side in the competition over the influence within the royal castle. "But, there probably isn't any other way in this situation." (Stiffels) Stiffels, deciding that he would request assistance abiding his shame, thoroughly chewed his back teeth and eased up on the speed. "Earl Tohno, thanks for taking the trouble to come to the opposite side of this country. Given that the number of enemies is far beyond the assumptions, I'd like you to lend us a hand." (Stiffels) Thinking that the other side is originally a commoner, Stiffels can't conceal his arrogant attitude, but he himself isn't aware of that. Even with these words he has intended to behave modestly bearing the embarrassment. Stiffels seethes in irritation due to Hifumi's likewise arrogant words, but clenching his fist he restrains himself. Hifumi drew his katana with a smooth, unhindered motion in front of such Stiffels. "Your life will be fine as reward." (Hifumi) While being told to resist a bit, the first attack was a thrust towards the face. Due to Stiffels barely dodging the katana's point, the knights in the vicinity rushed over and thrust themselves between Hifumi and Stiffels with their swords set up. "Ha ha! Are you a person to be protected because you are a Knight Captain?" (Hifumi) While ridiculing him with the sound of laughter, he pulls back the thrust katana and furthermore launches another two thrusts. Stabbing a person to death with each thrust, he creates two corpses. "What are you doing!?" (Stiffels) Stiffels, finally having recovered his stance, shouts in a thundering voice and draws his sword, but he isn't able to daunt Hifumi. "Since I have done insufficient warming up, I have felt like killing those guys who have properly survived." (Hifumi) "... You lunatic." (Stiffels) "Okay, if you think like that, fight desperately with that belief, since you won't understand the words of a lunatic." (Hifumi) The knight standing in front of Stiffels literally shields him. Hifumi's slashing attack, that he received at the chest, cut open the heart including the armor and he died. Jumping over the knight who falls with a crashing sound, Hifumi's katana swings down as if chopping bamboo bare-handed. Stiffels, jumping sideways rolling over, swung his sword horizontally in the act of getting up trying to get some distance, but before he could do that, Hifumi stepped into this bosom. Hooking the katana's hilt he pulls down the armor's neck. Stiffels, being thrown down awkwardly, rolled to the side while being smeared with dirt. In the meanwhile another knight came assaulting with his sword. Hifumi grabbed the opponent's chin with his left hand, applied firm pressure with his thumb and broke the lower part of the front teeth. The knight, who stopped for a moment due to the pain and shock, had his throat pierced and died. During that time Stiffels has managed to get up and has fixed his stance. "You are using the lives of your subordinates to buy yourself time? Use them more efficiently." (Hifumi) "You bastard..." (Stiffels) Hifumi, standing with an air of composure in front of Stiffels and telling him with earnest concern at this opportunity, held the katana in his right hand and loosely lowered it without even taking a stance. He is taking a strange stance by lightly putting out his left hand in front. Even the knights surrounding him can't grasp the timing to attack. Their gazes concentrated on Hifumi's left hand. His fingers sway from side to side, not fast in the least, like a water plant drifting underwater. He keeps repeating the unpredictable motion. When a single knight, unable to bear it, started to strike at him, Hifumi's left hand hit his face moving like a whip. The knight, who has fainted in agony, has Hifumi's fingers penetrate his eyes at the lacrimal-glands and break his nose. Before he can feel the pain, the thrust fingers gouge out the blinded eyes including tears and pain and the knight dies. "Come on, attack me with your strongest blow. You don't know, maybe you might even hit me?" (Hifumi) However, having seen their companion's death in front of their eyes just now, no one was able to move. "Ah, I see. This is frightening, isn't it? Then let's do it like this, huh?" (Hifumi) Hifumi skilfully returns his katana to its scabbard with only his right hand without even holding the scabbard itself. Hifumi appeals with both his hands dangling around while unarmed. It was Stiffels who lost his cool first as he couldn't bear that provocation. He put his strength into the diagonally, from the shoulder swung, sword. It was at a speed that surprised the other knights, but for Hifumi it wasn't anything special. Stepping in underneath the arms that were about to be swung downward, he hit him with his fist below both elbows. Stiffels, who dropped the sword with a dull sound, dropped to his knees while his arms dangled at the tip of both shoulders. Hifumi clutches the Stiffels' face that is distorted by pain and despair. Twisting and breaking the cervical vertebrae as it is, Stiffels died. "Ah, I forgot to mention it. My original combat style is bare-handed." (Hifumi) With Stiffels' death, the surviving knights discarded their swords. "W-We surrender." (Knight) "P-Please wait! We don't have any intention to oppose you anymore!" (Knight) "I have told you that this isn't allowed." (Hifumi) Sending the head flying in a flash, Hifumi looked at the remaining knights vexedly. "Pick up your sword. Prepare yourself while holding a weapon in front of me. I don't plan to end this until either you or me dies." (Hifumi) There are 5 knights of the Second Knight Order remaining. "... What a guy." (Magician B) Intruding into the city by blending amongst the soldiers from Horant, the magician observed the battle from a side alley. He was shocked by the brutality of mercilessly killing the knights of one's own country. Besides, the fighting strength, that overwhelmed the knights, was certainly at a level where it couldn't even be helped if his colleague got scared. "That man is dangerous." (Magician B) If I consider the situation of him crashing into Horant's soldiers, most likely they won't be able to deal with him at all, I guess. While being chopped up from the front, their numbers will decrease due to Orsongrande's soldiers pursuing from the back. My strong point is in the direction of researching and I'm weak at the implementation, but if I slowly cast with a calm mind, I will be able to release powerful wind blades. (I will have that man disappear here. If I don't do this, he will without doubt harm Horant one day.) Thinking about this, he feels that the casting time is long. He closed his eyes to focus on the casting. When he finished at last, Hifumi stood in front of him. "That dagger..." (Hifumi) "You are a magician from Horant. It's the same sword as that man called Strauss owned." (Hifumi) If it's at this distance, the released, invisible blades will accurately fly into Hifumi's face. "... I'm always prepared for it though." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who let the wind blades go past by shaking his head, continues his talking without even changing his expression. "Is the timing and direction taught to Horant's magicians a custom or something? Although it is a rare, convenient technique, you are truly unworthy of it." (Hifumi) In an instant Hifumi seized the wrist holding the dagger. Before the first sense of pain occurred itself, the magician fell to his knees. The bone of Hifumi's index finger's root firmly pins down the acupuncture point of the wrist. "I-It is painful..." (Magician B) "I have a question." (Hifumi) The magician is slapped in the face without mercy as he lifted his head raising his voice in doubt. As the hood comes off, a mid-20's, skinny face is revealed. "The one asking the questions is me. Tell me as much as you know about that magic tool, which makes those cowards ferocious, and the drug." (Hifumi) "... This is..." (Magician B) Hifumi's heel treads on the little toe of the magician's foot with full power. As the pain is to a degree that he can't even leak a voice, Hifumi asks the same question to the magician, who is shedding tears, without changing his facial expression. "Th... The magic potion, if you drink some of it mixed with small amounts of water and alcohol, it will show its effect. More or less the physical ability will rise and the sensation of pain will vanish. It has reached the point where they will blindly listen to the words of the one who gave them their orders first. Although the feeling of pain is lost and the physical strength goes up, there is a flaw that makes them brutal..." (Magician B) "You probably brought the weak point under control. It should be something that was improved even further." (Hifumi) Hearing about things that got even more to the core of the matter from Hifumi, the magician makes a sour face as if having eaten a bitter bug. "We weren't able to adjust the magic potion... Even the lot, currently invading this city, doesn't listen to anything but simple instructions even if it is me telling them otherwise. As for the magic tool, we have been successful up to the point of changing the target into the puppet of the registered person by suppressing the target's reasoning..." (Magician B) Asking further on, at the time it was used on the soldiers from Arosel, the effect was small, but they were currently able to improve it up to the point of subduing people like dolls. He was told that this was the limit. Hifumi, listening to the explanation of the magician, came up with something. He looked at the magician and laughed with a sinister smile. "I got a nice idea. Lastly, tell me, the name of your country's metropolis' and the distance to them." (Hifumi) "W-Why do you want to know such a thi... gyaaa!" (Magician B) Kicking the nether region this time, Hifumi relentlessly said [Spit it out] to the magician shivering and curling up. "The closest metropolis is Adolamelk While enduring the pain, was he filled with rage in reverse? The magician told him while shouting. "Understood. See ya." (Hifumi) Hifumi made a bitter face due to the failure while he wiped the katana with a paper. "I should have confirmed whether the magic tool will make monsters listen as well or not."
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41.Nobodyโ€™S Listening ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซ็Ÿขใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€‘ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏใ€ๆ˜ผๅ‰ใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใŒๅคงใใๅบƒใŒใฃใŸ้™ฃๅฝขใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ปใฎไธญๅคฎใงใฏ้ฆฌใซไน—ใฃใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใŒใ€ๅ›บใ้–‰ใ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ้–€ใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ้–€ใฏๅทจๅคงใง้‡ๅŽšใช้‰„่ฃฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใƒ•ใƒซใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚นใŒไฝœๆˆใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ่ก—ใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€ๅก€ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๆ–น้ขใ‚’้‡็‚น็š„ใซๅผทๅŒ–ใ—ใ€้ซ˜ใ•ใ‚‚ๅพ“ๆฅใฎ2ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซ็จ‹ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใ‹ใ‚‰3ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซ่ฟ‘ใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใพใงไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”จๆ„ใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ™ใ“ใจใชใใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ้ƒจไธ‹ใฎ้–“ใ‚’ๅ‘ฝไปคใŒไผใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใใ€ๆญฉๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๆฌกใ€…ใจใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใฆๆ•ดๅˆ—ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ€่ก—ๆ”ปใ‚ใฎๅŸบๆœฌใฏๅคงไบบๆ•ฐใงๅฝ“ใŸใฃใฆ้–€ใ‚’็ ดๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ๅผทๅผ•ใซ้–‹ใ‘ใ€้–€ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใใ‚Œใชใ„ไบบๅ“กใฏๅก€ใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Š่ถŠใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆฅตใ€…ๅ˜็ด”ใชๆˆฆๆณ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎไบบๆ•ฐใŒ้€ƒ่ตฐใ—ใŸใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๆ•ตใซๆด่ปใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใพใงใฏๅ……ๅˆ†ใชๆˆฆๅŠ›ๅทฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€ๅฅ‡ใ‚’ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ใšใซๆญฉๅ…ตใ‚’ใฒใจๅฝ“ใฆใ—ใฆใ€้ซ˜ใ„ๅก€ใฏ่ถŠใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใจ้–€ใ‚’ๅผทๅผ•ใซ็ช็ ดใ—ใฆ้˜ฒ่ก›ใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใ€ใใฎใพใพ้›ชๅดฉ่พผใ‚€็ญ–ใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ใƒ•ใƒซใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚น็‰น่ฃฝใฎ้‡‘ๅฑž้–€ใŒใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้–‹ใๅง‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€ๆ•ฐใฎไธๅˆฉใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆ้™ไผใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€้–€ใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใฎใฏใ€้™ไผใฎไฝฟ่€…ใงใฏใชใใ€ๅคšใใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใใŸๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใ‚’3ๅ›žใ‚Š็จ‹ๅคงใใใ—ใŸๅทจๅคงใชไฝ•ใ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้–€ใฏใใฎๅทจๅคงๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใŒๆงใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅน…ใ‚’้–‹ใใจๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใฏไธธๅคชใจๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงๅทฎใ—ๆ”ฏใˆใชใ„็จ‹ใฎๅคชใ„ๆงใŒ่ฃ…ๅกซๆธˆใฟใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ดใƒณใจใ„ใ†ไฝŽใ„้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅฐ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆงใฏใ€็›ด็ทšใงใฏใชใๆ”พๅฐ„็ทšใ‚’ๆใ„ใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใซ่ฟซใ‚Šใ€ๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆฝฐใ™ใ‹ใŸใกใงๆ•ฐไบบใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใช......ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅทจๅคงใชๆญฆๅ™จใฎ็™ปๅ ดใซใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚‚ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ™ใใใฐใง่ตคใ„่ก€ใซใพใฟใ‚Œใฆ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ไธธๅคชใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้š™ใซๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใŒ่ก—ใฎไธญใธๅผ•ใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ€้–€ใฏๅ†ใณ้–‰ใ–ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใชใฎใ‚ใ‚Œ......ใ€ ็ฉบ้ฃ›ใถ้ˆๅ™จใชๅ…ตๅ™จใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซๅŒๆง˜ใซใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚็ตถๅฅใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆจชใงใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใŒ็ตๆžœใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š้‡ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚้™ๅบฆใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ ๆ‰“ใกๅ‡บใ™ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Š็„ก็†ใใ‚ŠใซๆŠผใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ใใช้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ›ใšใซใ‚„ใฃใจใฎไบ‹ใงๆ•ตใซๅฑŠใ„ใŸไธธๅคชใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใฏใฎใ‚“ใใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใฎใฏใ„ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹่ฉฆไฝœๅ“ใงใ€ใจใซใ‹ใๅคงใใใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅจๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใŸใกใฎๆๆกˆใซใ€ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ไฝœใฃใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐ?ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็ตๆžœใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฑๆ•—ไฝœใ ใชใ€‚ๅพŒใง็ฉบใ„ใฆใ‚‹ๅ€‰ๅบซใซใงใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใจใ‘ใ€ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใชใ€‚ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใฟใฆๆ”น่‰ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใŒ้ฉš็•ฐใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใ‚‚ๅคฑๆ•—ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒŽใƒชใƒŽใƒชใงไฝœๆˆใซ้–ขใ‚ใฃใŸใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใŸใกใฏใ€ไฝ•ใŒใ„ใ‘ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€่จˆ็ฎ—ใŒ้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใจๅฃใ€…ใซ่ฆ‹่งฃใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒญใƒผใƒ—ใ‚’็ตใ‚“ใ ๅทจๅคงใชๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใจๅ…ฑใซๅ‰็ทšใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ–นใธ่ตฐใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใจใŠใ‚Šใซไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใฏไธ€ๆ™‚้ฟ้›ฃใ•ใ›ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใง่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใŒๅธŒๆœ›ใ—ใŸ้Šใณใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅพŒใฏไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œไบ†่งฃ! ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใญ!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ›žใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ…ต้”ใซๆฌกใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ้–‰ใ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้–€ใซใฏ้‰„ใฎใ‚ซใƒณใƒŒใ‚ญใŒไธ‰ๆœฌใ‚‚ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Š็ ดๅŸŽๆงŒใงใ‚‚ไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใชใ„้™ใ‚Šใฏ็ ดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠ•ใ’ๆงๅ™จใง็‹™ๆ’ƒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จ1ๅฐใซใคใไบŒไบบใŒใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€30ๅˆ†ใ”ใจใซไบคไปฃใ—ใฆไผ‘ๆฏใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŠใ‚ˆใ50ๅใšใคใŒไบŒไบคๆ›ฟใง้–“ๆ–ญใชใๆงใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ไฝ“ๅˆถใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ไป•ไธŠใ’ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่กŒใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ†ใ“ใใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธ!ใ€ ้–€ใฎไธŠใซใ‚ˆใ˜็™ปใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ‘ใƒณใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆๆณจ็›ฎใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใซใ€ๆญ“่ฟŽใฎ็”จๆ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ†่ฆ‹ใˆใฆ็ตๆง‹้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆไฝœใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใŸใฃใทใ‚Šๅ‘ณใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œ้–€ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆๅ‡บใฆใ“ใ„! ๆญฃใ€…ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจๅ‹่ฒ ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๆ€’ใ‚ŠใŒใถใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€ๅ–‰ใŒๆฝฐใ‚Œใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅฃฐใง่ฟ”็ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎ่ฉฑใŒ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้€”ไธญใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅผ•ใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ้–€ใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚ใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๅŒๆง˜ใซๆ€’ใ‚Šใซ็‡ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฎๆง˜ๅญใซๆ€ฏใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ ใŒใ€้–€ใฎๅ†…ๅดใงใฏใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ๆ•ตๅฐ†ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไปŠใพใงใฎๆˆฆๅ ดใจใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰่ตทใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽ้ ˜่ปใฎ้ขใ€…ใฏใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้€ƒใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‘็™บใซไน—ใฃใฆใ“ใ“ใพใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใฏๅคฑๆ•—ใ ใฃใŸใจใ€ไป–ไบบไบ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅ‰ฃใ‚„ๆฃๆฃ’ใงใฏใชใใ€้…็ตฆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆญฆ่ฃ…ใง้ ่ท้›ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใจๅฅ‡่ฅฒใ‚’ใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใ€ๅฎŒๅ‹ใŒๅฝ“็„ถใจใชใฃใŸ้ ˜่ปใงใฏใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ใ™ใ‚ใชใกไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใช่น‚่บ™ใซใปใ‹ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงๅฐ†ใฏๆฎบใ™ใชใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใฟใ‚“ใชใซไผใˆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๅทไปคใฏไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸ! ๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ้–‹ๅง‹!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅทไปคใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจๆงใŒๅฐ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้™ใ‚Šๆณจใๆงใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’่ฒซใใ€ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’้‡็”ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎไปฒ้–“ใจๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆๅณๆญปใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ่…นใซๆงใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใฆๆ‚ถ็ตถใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ๅ‘ฝไปค้€šใ‚Šใซ็‹™ใ‚ใ‚Œใšใซ็”Ÿใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ชๆ’ƒใฎๅทไปคใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ‚‰็‹™ใ„ๆ‰“ใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆๆ€–ใง่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ๅคšใใŒๆงใฎ้คŒ้ฃŸใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ไปฒ้–“ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใซ้š ใ‚Œใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใŒๆ”น่‰ฏใ‚’้‡ใญใŸๆงใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใฏๅผทใใ€้ชจใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐไธ€ไบบๅˆ†ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฏๆ‚ ใ€…ใจ่ฒซ้€šใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไบบๆ•ฐๅทฎใง็„ก็†็Ÿข็†ๆŠผใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใฏใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ ใŒ่ท้›ขใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ›ๅœงใ›! ้–€ใซๅ–ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใฐใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅ‹ใกใ !ใ€ ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็‹™ใ‚ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’็–‘ๅ•ใซๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจใซใ‹ใๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฌกใ€…ใจๅฐ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไปฒ้–“ใ‚’่ธใฟ่ถŠใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใฏใ€ใจใซใ‹ใไธ€ๅˆปใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ้–€ใธๅ–ใ‚Šไป˜ใใ€ใ“ใฎๅœฐ็„ใฎ็ฉบ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚ใŒใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆˆฆ้—˜้–‹ๅง‹ไบŒๆ™‚้–“ใปใฉใŒใŸใกใ€ไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใชๆ่€—ใ‚’ๅผทใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใฏๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅ‚ทใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใง้–€ใธใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใใ€ๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎไป‡ใ‚’่จŽใคในใๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚„ๆฃๆฃ’ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใฆ้–€ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกๆฎใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ดใ‚ฉใƒณใ‚ดใ‚ฉใƒณใจใ„ใ†้ŸณใŒใ€ๅคš้‡ใซใƒ†ใƒณใƒใ‚’ใšใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ้ณดใ‚Š้Ÿฟใใฎใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚‹ใฃใ•......ใ‚ฏใƒƒใ‚ทใƒงใƒณๆใงใ‚‚่ฒผใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใฐ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹?ใ€ ้ ˜ไธป้คจใง็•™ๅฎˆๅฝนใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆฎใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ใใ‚็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰ๆด่ปใŒๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆ–ฅๅ€™ใฎ่ฉฑใงใฏ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๆด่ปใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๆ–ฅๅ€™? ็Ž‹ๅŸŽๆ–น้ขใซใ‚‚ๆ–ฅๅ€™ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใŸใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใคใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆด่ปใฎๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐๆฌก็ฌฌใงใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚......ไฝ•ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใฃใกใซๆ–ฅๅ€™ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซไธ้ƒฝๅˆใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎๆ–นใชใ‚‰ใใ“ใพใงใ—ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงใ‚ˆใ€ ใ—ใฉใ‚ใ‚‚ใฉใ‚ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚’ไธ€็žฅใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้–€ใฎ่ฟ‘ใใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้–€ใซๅ–ใ‚Šไป˜ใ„ใŸๅฅดใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€ ่ถณๅ ดใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ˜็™ปใฃใฆใ€ๅ†ใณ้–€ใฎไธŠใซ็™ปใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฑ้™บใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆ•ตใŒไธ‡ไธ€้–€ใ‚’็ช็ ดใ—ใŸใ‚‰็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใงใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ไผใ†ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅพŒใซ็ถšใ„ใฆ้–€ใฎไธŠใธใจ็™ปใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚็ถšใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๆœฌๆฅไบบใŒ็™ปใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฏใงใใฆใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็‹ญใใฆไธ‰ไบบใฏ็„ก็†ใ ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅพ…ๆฉŸใ‚’ๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้–€ใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใจใ€10ๅใปใฉใฎใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใŒใ€ๅฐๆบใ‚‹ใŽใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„้–€ใ‚’ๅฟ…ๆญปใซใชใฃใฆๆญฆๅ™จใงๆฎดใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰่–™ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€็š„็ขบใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใŸใกใฎ้ šๅ‹•่„ˆใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅนใไธŠใŒใ‚‹่ก€ใงใ€้–€ใฏ่ตคใๅก—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚่ฒ ใ‘ใ˜ใจ่จ“็ทดใ—ใฆใใŸ้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใฎ่…•ใ‚„่ถณใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฝใจใ—ใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ็”ทใŸใกใ‚’ๆญปใฎๆทตใธใจ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๆˆฆๅ ดใฎ้ซ˜ๆšๆ„Ÿใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซ่‚ฉใ‚’ไธฆในใฆๆˆฆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใซ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่ปใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็ŸขใŒ้™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใงๅฌ‰ใ€…ใจใ—ใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ๆ•ฃใ€…ใซ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใŸ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใฏๆ—ขใซ้™็•Œใพใง็Ÿญ็ธฎใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ้€ฃ็™บใ™ใ‚‹้ขจใฎๅˆƒใŒๆ•ตใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅˆˆใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใช้˜ฒ่ก›ๆˆฆใ€้šฃใซใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€็œผไธ‹ใซ็พคใŒใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใฎใซๅคขไธญใงใ€ใตใจ้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸๆ™‚ใ€็ขบๅฎŸใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒผใ‚นใ‚’ใŸใฉใ‚‹็ŸขใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใฎใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅๅฟœใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใŒๅผ•ใไผธใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใใฎๆ™‚ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่บซไฝ“ใซ่ฆ†ใ„ใ‹ใถใ•ใ‚‹ๅฝฑใŒ่ฆ–็•Œใซๅ‰ฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใƒ‰ใƒณใจใ„ใ†้ŸณใŒใ—ใŸใจใใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไบบไฝ“ใซ็ŸขใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹้Ÿณใฏๆ„ๅค–ใจใใใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใชใ€ใจๆ€่€ƒใŒๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใฎๆ–นใธใจๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพ้–€ใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝไธ‹ใ—ใŸใจใใซใ€็—›ใฟใงๆˆ‘ใซ่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็—›ใ„......็Ÿขใฏ? ่ชฐใŒใ€ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ......ใ€ ใ‚ใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใง้ฃ›ๆฅใ™ใ‚‹็Ÿขใ‹ใ‚‰่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅบ‡ใˆใ‚‹ไฝ็ฝฎใซ่ชฐใŒใ„ใŸใ‹ใชใฉใ€ๅ†ท้™ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใใฎๅงฟใ‚’็›ฎใซใ—ใฆ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใฏๅฑ…ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜!ใ€ ่‚ฉใซ็Ÿขใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฝไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ใ‹ใฐใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่’ใ„ๆฏใ‚’ๅใใชใŒใ‚‰ๆฑ—ใ‚’ใณใฃใ—ใ‚‡ใ‚Šใจใ‹ใ„ใฆๅœฐ้ขใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅ ดใงใใ‚Œใ‚’็›ฎๆ’ƒใ—ใŸ่€…ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚ไพ‹ๅค–ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏๅƒ•ใซไปปใ›ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’้คจใธ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใฃใฆๆฒป็™‚ใ—ใฆ! ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚่ฝใกใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซ้คจใธ!ใ€ ็‹ผ็‹ฝใˆใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€งใซใ€ๆœ€ๅนดๅฐ‘ใฎใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใซใ‚‚ๅ†ท้™ใซๅฐ„ๆ’ƒใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใ ใชใ€ๆ€ฅใ„ใงๆฒป็™‚ใ—ใชใ„ใจ......ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏไปŠใŒใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใธ้€ฃ็ตกใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใ‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€็ŸขใŒไธ€ๆœฌๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒใค้ซ˜็ดšใชๅ›žๅพฉ่–ฌใงๆฒปใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ๆฒป็™‚ใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐๅฝ“็„ถใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏๅ…ตใ‚’ไบŒไบบใปใฉๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฟ‘ใใฎๅฎถใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ—ใŸๆˆธๆฟใซไน—ใ›ใฆ้‹ใถใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฒธใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅคงๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฏ็„กใ„ใŒใ€่ถณ้ฆ–ใ‚’้…ทใๆปใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใพใจใ‚‚ใซ็ซ‹ใคใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ไบŒไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸๅ‰็ทšใฏใ€ไธ€ๆ™‚ๆททไนฑใซ้™ฅใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒไผผๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ๆฟ€ใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆๆ”ฏใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็‹™ใฃใฆๆ’ƒใฃใฆ!ใ€ ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅฉใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ้ ˜ๅ…ตใฏใ€็„ฆใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆๆฌกใฎๆ•ตใ‚’็‹™ใ†ใ€‚ ไบคไปฃใงไผ‘ๆฏใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆฐ—ไธˆใ•ใซ่ˆŒใ‚’ๅทปใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ทๅฎ˜ใฏใ€ๅ†ท้™ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๆผ”ๆŠ€ใ ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใฏ้•ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใญใ€ๆฉŸไผšใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซ้ฉๅฝ“ใชๅ‚ทใ‚’่ฒ ใฃใฆ้คจใซๅผ•ใฃ่พผใ‚€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆ......ใ‚!ใ€ ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใƒใ‚ฟใฐใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆ…Œใฆใ ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใฆใŸ! ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ตใฎๅคงๅฐ†ใ‚’็‹™ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ! ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ€ๆ—ฉใๆฎบใ—ใฆ! ๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๅฐ„ๆ’ƒๅœๆญข!ใ€ ๆˆฆ้—˜ไธญใšใฃใจ็‹™ใ‚ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ€้ฆฌไธŠใงๆŒ‡ๆฎใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใใฎๅงฟใ‚’ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ•ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ“ใธๆ•ฐๆœฌใฎๆงใŒใปใผๅŒๆ™‚ใซ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚Šใ€ใƒ–ใ‚จใƒซใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใพใพๆฏ็ตถใˆใŸใ€‚ ็ทๅคงๅฐ†ใŒใใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๅดฉใ‚Œใฆ้ฆฌใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใ‚’ๆญปๅœฐใธใจ่ฟฝใ„ใ‚„ใ‚‹ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใชใใชใฃใŸใฎใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๆงใฎ้›จใŒๅŽใพใฃใŸใฎใซๆฐ—ใŒใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใŒๅฑ…ใชใ„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ้ธใ‚“ใ ใฎใฏใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงใฏใชใ้€€ๅดใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้–€ใฎๅ‰ใซ็พคใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นใŒ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€็›ฎๆ•ฃใซ้–€ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€้–‹้–€ใ—ใฆๅŠๅˆ†ใฏๅƒ•ใจไธ€็ท’ใซๆ•ตๅ…ตใ‚’่ฟฝใ„็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅ›ฝๅขƒใพใง่กŒใใ‚ˆ! ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฏ้–€ใฎๅ‰ใฎ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒ็ต‚ไบ†ใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซ้ ญใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ้ ˜ๅ…ตใŸใกใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฎไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใŒ่ก—ใธๆˆปใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๆŠผใ—่ฟ”ใ•ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒˆใชใ‚นใ‚ฑใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใ ใจๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‹•ใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใฎไฝๆฐ‘ใฏใ€้คจใฎๅ‰ใฎๅบƒๅ ดใธไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’่ฟฝใ„่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏไฝๆฐ‘ใฎ่ชฐใซใ‚‚ไผใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ“ใธๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใŸ้ ˜ไธปใŒๆ‹…ใŽ่พผใพใ‚ŒใฆๆฅใŸใฎใงใ€้คจใฎๅ‘จ่พบใฏ้จ’็„ถใจใ—ใ€็•ณใฟๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ ่ก—ใธๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€้ ˜ๆฐ‘ใŒๅฃใ€…ใซ้ ˜ไธปใŒๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ไผใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅคงๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใ€้คจใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†้ƒจ้šŠใจใ—ใฆไธ‰ๅˆ†ใฎไบŒใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใฆใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ‚’ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๆ–นใฏใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‚’ใ‹ใๅˆ†ใ‘ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅดใฎ้–€ใธใจ้ฆฌใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€้ฆฌใ‚’้™ใ‚Šใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ„ใ€ๅ…ตใซใฏๆฐ‘่ก†ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้คจใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚ใจๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ไธŠๆ‰‹ใใ„ใใ™ใŽใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆณใซไธๅฎ‰ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ€–ๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซๆฉŸใ‚’้€ƒใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใจๅ…ฑใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎ้ ˜ไธป้คจใธใจ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
Chapter 41: Nobody'S Listening Just before noon the Vichy army slowly approached the stage of the battle, Fokalore, in a large spread out formation. Buer, placed at the center of the the troops mounted on a horse, glared at the tightly closed gate of Fokalore. The gate of Fokalore was an enormous and massive iron wall. The wall enclosed the city as well and the side facing Vichy was predominantly reinforced. It was elevated to a height of close to 3 meters in contrast to the traditional height of 2 meters. "Get ready." (Buer) Without averting his gaze, Buer ordered. As the command was transmitted between his subordinates, the infantry came out one by one in front of Buer and lined up. The foundation of assaulting a city in this world was to either strike at the gate using a great number of people or to forcibly open it. As for the soldiers not fitting in front of the gate, they were to climb over the wall. It was such an extremely simply strategy. Before Buer could finish voicing out his order, the gate, made by Pruflas using special metals, slowly opened. "Humph, being aware of the unfavorable numbers, they decided to surrender, huh?" (Buer) But, it wasn't a messenger of capitulation that appeared from within the gate. It was something as big in size as 3 of those spear throwers that had killed many of the Vichy soldiers. When the huge spear thrower's spears protruded from the gap of the gate, it ceased the opening movement. The discharge of the spears made a deep sound of *gon*. The spears approached the soldiers of Vichy drawing a radiating line rather than a straight line. They stole the lives of several soldiers not by piercing but by smashing them. "Wh-, Wh- ..." (Buer) With the appearance of the never-before-seen huge weapon, Buer even forgot to issue any orders as he watched a log smeared with red blood roll next to him. Using that opportunity, the spear thrower was pulled back into the city and the gate once again closed its maw. "What is that ..." (Kasha) Looking at the blunt weapons flying in the sky, Kasha, just like Buer, became speechless. At her side Hifumi and Pruflas were reviewing the results. "It might be too heavy after all?" (Hifumi) "No matter how you look at it, there is a limit to it, no?" (Pruflas) Watching the logs just barely reaching the enemy without even any decent velocity, those two had their attention drawn to the problematic issues rather than the things working out and easy-goingly discussed them. As the dwarves proposed "It is currently, so to speak, a trial product, but won't it still be quite powerful?" it resulted in Hifumi granting permission by saying [Why don't you try making it then?] "It is a failure. Just put it away into an empty storage house afterwards." (Hifumi) "I guess it can't be helped. I will try to improve it once I have some time." (Pruflas) Unaware of Buer's amazement, Hifumi and Pruflas judged it as failure.magic While the dwarves in high spirits were indulged in severally discussing their opinions where it was lacking and what they failed to calculate in, they retreated from the front-lines together with the huge spear thrower which was affixed with ropes. As if replacing them, Alyssa came running to Hifumi's side. "Hifumi-san, as you have declared, the citizens are taking refuge for the moment, but is that place really alright?" (Alyssa) "It's fine. Leaving that aside, since the playtime for the dwarves has ended, I leave the rest to you." (Hifumi) "Understood! Hifumi-san, please take care as well!" (Alyssa) Alyssa issued the next orders to the soldiers while running around. Three iron bolts were securing the closed gate. Each spear thrower was handled by two soldiers. They were guided to take a rest by shift at the intervals of 30 minutes. The system enabled them to keep up barraging the attackers with a constant attack pattern of 50 spears per wave day and night. Hifumi carried out the finishing touches himself. "Welcome to Fokalore!" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who had climbed to the top of the gate, gathered the attention with a *pan pan*. "To you, who came from distant lands, we have arranged a grandiose reception. Looking at you like this, I praise you for your splendid perseverance coming here. Please savor the banquet plentifully." (Hifumi) "Open the gate and come out! Fight fair and square!" (Buer) Although Buer's throat only got hoarse by replying to Hifumi's words in a voice filled with anger, Hifumi ended up withdrawing quickly in the middle of Buer's continuing speech. As Buer's voice raised hell on the other side of the gate, whether the soldiers of the Vichy army likewise got fired up in fury or were frightened by Buer's appearance, either way, as for the inside of the gate, no one lent an ear to the words of the enemy general. Not swords and clubs, but repeatedly attacking them by surprise attacks with the long-distance arms they were provided with, for the territorial army a complete victory was the given. For them this war was nothing else but a one-sided, bloody, straight obliteration of their enemies. "Don't kill the general." (Hifumi) "Alright, I will tell everyone properly to not do so." (Alyssa) "Well then, I leave the command to you." (Hifumi) "Roger! Everyone, begin the attack!" (Alyssa) Following Alyssa's order, spears were shot successively. With the steady downpour of spears, the soldiers of the Vichy army were pierced and a mass of corpses was produced. Some saw their companions right in front of their eyes meeting instant death. Some fainted in agony as a spear impaled them from the abdomen. Although Buer, who was spared from being aimed at following Hifumi's order, hurriedly gave the order to attack, those, trying to break into a run, were felled with aimed hits. Furthermore, many of those, who turned their back on the dread, became prey of the spears. Even though there were also those who hid themselves in-between their companions corpses, it was easy for the spears, having their power and force repeatedly improved by the dwarves, to penetrate through a man's body crushing its bones. The Vichy army, even despite its numbers, was forcibly pushed back and slowly had to distance itself. "Forward! Forward! Keep up the pressure! We will win once we get hold of the gate!" (Buer) Not thinking of having any doubts of himself not being targeted, Buer brandished his sword as he shouted. While stepping over their companions being shot one by one, the Vichy soldiers coming out in front clung to the gate as soon as possible by all means struggling to escape this hell domain. Around two hours had passed since the start of the battle. Pressured by the one-sided slaughter, the number of Vichy soldier's had considerably dropped. And yet they still struggled to arrive in front of the gate while covered in injuries. For the sake of avenging their allies, they battered with force at the gate using the swords and clubs they held in their hands. While a sound of *gon gon*'s reverberated with multiple shifted tempos, Hifumi frowned. "How noisy... it would have been better to install some cushioning materials on the gate, I guess?" (Hifumi) Origa, who had commanded the soldiers at the Lord's mansion while he was absent, approached. "It seems that the reinforcements of the royal castle will arrive before long. According to the scout's report, it appears the Third Knight Unit is leading the reinforcements." (Origa) "Scouts? Did you dispatch scouts into the direction of the royal castle as well?" (Kasha) Following Origa's words, Kasha ended up unconsciously raising her voice. "Ah, our movements here may likewise have to change depending on the timing of the reinforcements' arrival... Is it somehow inconvenient if we dispatch our scouts into that direction?" (Hifumi) "N-No, it is fine to go that far if it's for knowing the situation of our allies... No, don't worry about it." (Kasha) Glancing at the flustered Kasha, Hifumi faced towards the vicinity of the gate. "I will go kill the guys clinging to the gate." (Hifumi) Climbing the scaffolding, he ascended to the top of the gate once again. Although Origa tried to stop him by warning him of the dangers, Hifumi rebuked her by saying "It will be the end if the enemy manages to break through the gate here by some chance, thus I will go help out a bit" and continued his climbing to the top of the gate subsequently. Kasha also tried to follow him, but since it was originally impossible for people to climb there. Hifumi ordered her to wait on standby as it would be too narrow for three people up there either way. As Hifumi looked down from atop the gate, he saw about 10 Vichy soldiers desperately striking the gate without even causing small vibrations to it. "Shut up." (Hifumi) Hifumi withdrew a naginata from his dark magic storage and brushed the carotid artery with it precisely and gently. With the raising spray of blood the gate was painted in red. Origa also undauntedly used her wind magic, she had trained hard, for cutting off the legs and arms of the Vichy soldiers. One by one the men were plunged into the abyss of death. Origa was excited by the euphoria of battle fighting shoulder-to-shoulder with Hifumi for the first time in a while. She released magic at the arrows, descending on a dangerous spot, from the Vichy forces. Having shortened the thoroughly repeated chants to the limit, the wind blades reaped the enemy's lives continuously in succession. For the first time it had become a genuine defensive battle. There was also the significance of appealing to Hifumi who was standing right next to her. Being in ecstasy while slaughtering the Vichy soldiers below her, she saw an arrow following the course of certainly hitting her at the time she incidentally raised her face, but Origa didn't react in any way. In an instant, feeling as if time itself had slowed down, a shadow wedged itself into her field of vision covering her body. When a *don* resounded, Origa was surprised by the muffled sound of an arrow hitting a human body and her thoughts turned blank. At the time she fell down from the top of the gate, she came to her senses by the pain. "Painful ... arrow? Who is ... ah, ah, ahhh ..." (Origa) Something like who would have been able to protect her from the arrow flying at her at that timing, there wasn't even any necessity to think calmly about it. She couldn't settle down catching sight of that figure. "Hi-Hifumi-sama!" (Origa) Having an arrow stuck in his shoulder, Hifumi had even further protected Origa from the fall. While breathing roughly he had collapsed on the city's ground drenched in sweat. Everyone then and there was surprised witnessing that sight. Of course, even Kasha wasn't an exception. "Kasha-san, leave this place to me. Take Hifumi-san to the mansion for medical treatment! Since Origa-san has fallen down as well, go together to the mansion!" (Alyssa) Towards the two flustered women, Alyssa, the youngest of them, called out. She also issued an order to the soldiers to keep composure and continue the shooting. "Th-That's right, if we don't hurry with the medical treatment ..." (Kasha) Although she pondered whether this might possibly be her chance to get in touch with Pajou, with only one arrow having struck him and Hifumi possessing high-ranking healing medicine, Alyssa would naturally have considered the time for medical treatment. Kasha summoned two soldiers and gave them the instruction to remove a door of a nearby house and carry Hifumi on top of it. She herself lent her shoulder to Origa. Even though the front line, having seen off the two leaders, fell into confusion temporarily, they were propped up by Alyssa's extremely unsuited fiery encouragement. "Hey there! Aim properly while shooting!" (Alyssa) The territorial soldier, having his back clapped, suppressed his impatience and aimed at the next enemy. The soldiers, who took their rest in turns, were astonished by the stoutheartedness of Alyssa. "The chief is calm for sure." "After all, that was Hifumi just acting." (Alyssa) Though it was different for Origa, Alyssa said. "Hifumi-san had been looking for a chance to pretend getting injured. Since he withdrew to the mansion after actually getting injured... ah!" (Alyssa) Incidentally having exposed something outrageous, Alyssa began to panic. "Fo-Forget what I've said! I was told to aim for the enemy general once Hifumi became injured! Aim at that guy and quickly kill him off! After hitting him, cease shooting for a short while!" (Alyssa) That place was pierced almost simultaneously by several spears. Buer died without even understanding what had happened to him. The Vichy soldiers, seeing their general shaking violently and dropping from his horse as well as losing the audible voice forcing them to persist in this dangerous place, noticed that the downpour of spears had ceased. And then, as there wasn't any commander left any more, the soldiers chose to retreat rather than attack. Even those soldiers clustered in front of the gate, watching their allies in the rear fleeing, escaped from the gate at full speed. "Well then, open the gate! Half of you will accompany me to drive the enemies away until the national border! The remaining half will clear the area in front of the gate!" (Alyssa) Other than Alyssa's orders the territorial soldiers couldn't follow on how easily the battle had ended. But as Alyssa told them that it wouldn't work out if they didn't purge the enemy before the residents returned to the city, they started to move without complaining within a tight schedule. The Vichy's side residents were temporarily moved to the plaza in front of the mansion. But none of those residents were told that the Vichy army had been repelled. Because they approached that place carrying the injured Lord, the area around of the mansion became noisy. With the notification of the arrival of the reinforcements brought about by pressing for answers, great cheers were raised. Entering the city, she confirmed the matter about Hifumi's injury with several of the fief's population. Judging that Hifumi had received a serious injury, she led two thirds of the unit towards the mansion whereas Midas took command of the remaining third. "Please advance into the direction of Vichy." (Pajou) Pushing her way through the populace, she saw off Midas galloping away on a horse towards the gate facing into Vichy's direction. Pajou turned towards the Knight Unit and told them to dismount their horses and draw their swords. She gave the soldiers the order to surround the mansion for the sake of hindering the populace to enter the mansion. Although she felt anxious as things were going a tad too well, missing the opportunity due to being seized by fear was unacceptable she persuaded herself. Together with her comrades she broke into the Lord's mansion where Hifumi was supposed to be.
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2็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใ‚ใ‚‹่ก—ใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ๅ‹ขใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅฐ้Ž–ใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆคœๆŸปใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ก—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ่จฑใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฐ้Ž–ใฏๆญฉๅ…ต้ƒจ้šŠใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€็•ช้šŠใŒๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใ—ใ€ๅทฅๅ…ต้šŠใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไบŒ็•ช้šŠใŒ่ฑๅฝขๆ ผๅญ็Šถใซไผธ็ธฎๅฏ่ƒฝใช้‰„ๆ ผๅญใ‚’่จญ็ฝฎใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅๅฃใ‚’็‹ญใใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ–ฅๅ€™้šŠใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ‰็•ช้šŠใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎ่ฉฐๆ‰€ใจไปฃ่กจใฎ้คจใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ›ธ้กžใชใฉใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅ›žๅŽใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€่ก—ใฎไฝไบบใซ็ด›ใ‚Œใฆๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅŽ้›†ใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ้Ž–ใฏๅ•้กŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไฝ•็ต„ใ‹ใฎๆ—…ไบบใฏๅผ•่ฟ”ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎไฝไบบใ‚„ๅ•†ไบบใชใฉใฏ่ก—ใธๅ…ฅใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚็‰นใซๆ€ชใ—ใ„่€…ใฏใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅฝ่ฃ…ใ—ใฆไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใŸ่€…ใŒใ„ใชใ„ใจใ‚‚้™ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ไธ€็•ช้šŠใฎ้šŠๅ“กใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’่žใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพไบคไปฃใงๅฐ้Ž–ใจๆคœ้–ฒใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๆ•ฐๅใฎ้šŠๅ“กใจๅ…ฑใซ่ก—ไธญใธใจ้€ฒใ‚“ใง่กŒใใ€‚้€”ไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆกˆๅ†…ๅฝนใจใ—ใฆใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ๅˆๆตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใฆใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็œŸๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ่ณชๅ•ใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‰ฉ่ณ‡ใฎๆตๅ…ฅใฏๆฅตๅŠ›ๆญขใ‚ใŸใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ็ŠถๆณใŒๅบƒใพใ‚Œใฐๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎไธไพฟใฏๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€้ฃŸๆ–™ใ‚„็‡ƒๆ–™ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ใจใชใ‚‹ใจๅˆฅใ ใ€‚็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฎไธๅฎ‰ใŒๆบœใพใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใšใ‚Œๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏๆšดๅพ’ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅทฎใ—ๅฝ“ใŸใฃใฆ็”Ÿๆดปใซๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‚’ไธŽใˆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€่ก—ใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใ ใฃใŸ็‰ฉ่ณ‡ใฏๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใ€ ็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใฎๅค‰ๆ›ดใŒไธ€้€šใ‚Š็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใงใฎไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใชๆŽช็ฝฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‡บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ–นใฏๅ•้กŒ็„กใ„ใฏใšใ ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ€ไป–ใฎ่ก—ใธใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฎ็ŠถๆณใŒไผใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้…ใ„ใซ่ถŠใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไบบใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ไธญๅฟƒ่ก—ใ‚’่ถณๆ—ฉใซๆญฉใใ€ๆ•ฐ็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใซๅผตใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅบƒๅ ฑใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฎๅฝนไบบใŸใกใซๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใธใฎๆญ้ †ใ‚’ไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใซ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ ๅ•†ๅบ—ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใฎไธญๅคฎใ€ๅคงใใชๅบƒๅ ดใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใฏใ€ๅญ—ใŒ่ชญใ‚ใชใ„ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅฃ้ ญใงใฎ็™บ่กจใŒใชใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ทๅ“กใŒไบคไปฃใงใ‚ใŸใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ไปŠใฏๅฟœๆŽฅๅฎคใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ฝไนžใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ใฎๅฅณๆ€ง่ทๅ“กใŒ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ๆฎต้ซ˜ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆๆทกใ€…ใจ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅ‘จ่พบใซใฏใ€่ก—ใฎไฝไบบใŸใกใŒ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฏใ€ๆœฌๆ—ฅใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎไธ€้ƒจใจใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซ่ก—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้€€ๅŽปใŒๅˆถ้™ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅไธญใซใฏ่งฃ้™คใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฏ้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹?!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ก—ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใฉใ“ใธ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ......?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใœๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใฎใซไปฃ่กจใฏๅฏ่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ! ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช......ใ€ ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚„ๆ†คใ‚Šใ‚’่ทๅ“กใซใถใคใ‘ใ‚‹ไบบใ€…ใฏใ€ๆœชใ ็ŠถๆณใŒๆŽดใ‚ใšใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ๆ‚ชๅฃใ‚„่‹ฆๆƒ…ใ‚’่ซŒใ‚ใŸใ‚Šๅผพๅœงใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ•ใ‚Œใšใ€็‰นใซ็”Ÿๆดปใซๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒๅ‡บใชใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใฎๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใ‚‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๆฅฝใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ้›†ใพใฃใฆ่‰ฒใ€…ใจ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใฎๆจชใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ้€š้Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฎๅ…ตใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ้ขฏ็ˆฝใจๆญฉใๅงฟใซใ€ไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใฏๅฝผใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไพต็•ฅ่€…ใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€็‰นใซๅผพๅœงใ‚‚ๆšด่กŒใ‚‚ใ•ใ‚Œใšใ€ๅ˜ใซๅ…ฌๅ…ฑๆ–ฝ่จญใ‚’ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใชใฎใงใ€้ ๅทปใใซ่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฏใ€ๆฆ‚ใญ็‹™ใ„้€šใ‚Šใ ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใจใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ ใชใ€ ใ€ŒๆˆฆๅŠ›? ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅฑ…ใชใ„ใฏใšใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ใ€Œไป–ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ใใ“ใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ“?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฏใ€ๅ•†ๅบ—ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅค–ใ‚Œใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฏไธ€็จฎใฎ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ๆฉŸ้–ขใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๆˆฆๅŠ›ใจใชใ‚‹ไบบๅ“กใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ๆ€ง่ณชไธŠใ€ๅ›ฝใจใฎ้€ฃๆบใฏใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆไฟใŸใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ็•ฐๅธธ็™บ็”Ÿใชใฉใง่ก—ใŒ็ชฎๅœฐใซ้™ฅใฃใŸ้š›ใชใฉใฏใ€ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ™ใ‚‹็ด„ๆŸใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆˆฆไบ‰ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŸใกใ‚’ๅ‹•ๅ“กใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใŒใ€ไพ้ ผใจใ—ใฆๅ‚ๆˆฆใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŸใกใฎๅคšใใŒๆดปๅ‹•ๆ‹ ็‚นใจใ™ใ‚‹่ก—ใธใฎๆ„›็€ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใชๅ€‹ไบบไธป็พฉ่€…ใงใ€ๅ›ฝใ‚„่ก—ใŒใฉใ†ใชใ‚ใ†ใจๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฎ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใซไผšใ„ใซๆฅใŸใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใซใ„ใŸใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰่ทๅ“กใฎ็”ทใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹้ƒฝใงไฝœใฃใŸใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰็™ป้Œฒ่จผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใง็™ป้Œฒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹......ใˆ?ใ€ ็™ป้Œฒ่จผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ่ทๅ“กใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ่‹ฅ่€…ใŒใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸไบบ็‰ฉใ ใจๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ......ไฝ•ใฎๅพก็”จใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใŒๆๆบใ™ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆŒจๆ‹ถใซๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใŒ็‹ฌ่‡ชใซไฟบใจๅฏพ็ซ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ€้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸๅŒ…ใฟใ‚’ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚่ฉฑใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๅ†…ใซๅฑ…ใŸๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŸใกใฏใ€็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆณจ่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ่ท็‰ฉใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹่จˆใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅŒ…ใฟใ‚’่งฃใ„ใฆไธญ่บซใŒ้œฒใ‚ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใƒใฃ......!ใ€ ่ทๅ“กใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎไปฃ่กจใ ใฃใŸใ‚ญใƒฅใƒซใ‚ฝใƒณใฎ้ฆ–ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่‹ฆๆ‚ถใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ€่ทๅ“กใฏๅฃฐใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ›ใชใ„ใปใฉใฎๆๆ€–ใงๅ›บใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตใฉใ†ใ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใŒใ“ใ†ใชใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใ†ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ€…ใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ็œผๅ‰ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใฆๆณกใ‚’ๅนใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ทๅ“กใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅˆฅใฎๅฅณๆ€ง่ทๅ“กใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๅฅฅใธ่ตฐใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ก—ใซใ‚ใฃใŸๅผตใ‚Š็ด™ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆˆฆไบ‰ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใชใ‚“ใฆ่žใ„ใฆใชใ„ใž!ใ€ ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŸใกใŒใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚้šŠๅ“กใŸใกใฏๅๅฟœใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹็›ฎ็ทšใ‚‚ๅ‘ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฎŸใฏใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใ„ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŸใกใ‚’ๆ…ฎใฃใฆใฎไบ‹ใงใฏใชใใ€ๆฎบใ™ใชใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใตใจไฝ•ใ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ€้šŠๅ“กใŸใกใซๅค–ใซๅ‡บใฆๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅƒ•ใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็‹ญใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€Œ็‹ญใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰?ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ๆŒ‡็คบ้€šใ‚Šใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅฅฅใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบบใฎ่€็ฟใŒ้€ฒใฟๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใŸใจใ„ใ†......ใ‚€ใ…ใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผไธŠใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€่€็ฟใฏๅ”ธใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒๆ”ฟใ‹ใ‚‰้€ฃ็ตกใฏๆฅใฆใŠใฃใŸใŒ......ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ“ใ†ใชใฃใฆใŠใฃใŸใจใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œๆ–ฐใ—ใใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใ‚’้ ใ‹ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใ€ ๅ”ธใ‚‹่€ไบบใซๆฐ—้ฃใ†ใ“ใจใชใใ€ใƒžใ‚คใƒšใƒผใ‚นใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใŸใŒใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆ่€็ฟใฏ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ—ใฏใƒฌใ‚ทใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๆ”ฏ้ƒจใฎ้•ทใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ ใƒฌใ‚ทใจๅไน—ใฃใŸ็™ฝใ„ใƒ’ใ‚ฒใ‚’่“„ใˆใŸ่€็ฟใฏใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใฎใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’็€ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸๆ–ใฏใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใชใŒใ‚‰ๆกใ‚Šใฏๅฎ็ŸณใŒใฏใ‚่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใจใ—ใฆใฏไฟบใŸใกใ‚’ใฉใ†่ฟŽใˆใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Š......ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๅˆฅใฎๅฎขใŒๆฅใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใผใใฏใ“ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ ! ้€šใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†!ใ€ ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‹ฅใ„็”ทใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‘ใŸใŸใพใ—ใ„้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ้–‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้‡‘ๅฑž้Žงใ‚’่บซใซใคใ‘ใŸใ€้•ท่บซใฎ็พŽ็”ทๅญใŒไบŒไบบใฎ็พŽๅฅณใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’ๆฅใŸๅฅณๆ€งใฏ่ตคใ„้ซชใซ่บซ้•ทใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้•ทใ„ๆ–ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€งใฏ้•ทๅผ“ใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใฃใŸ็ท‘ใฎ้ซชใฎใ‚นใƒฌใƒณใƒ€ใƒผใช็พŽไบบใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฌใ‚ทใ•ใ‚“! ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‹?!ใ€ ็พŽ็”ทๅญใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใƒฌใ‚ทใซ่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”็‰ฉ็‹ฉใ‚Šใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€่ก—ใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹?ใ€ ใƒญใƒผใƒ–ๅงฟใฎๅฅณๆ€งใŒ็พŽ็”ทๅญใซ็ถšใ„ใฆใƒฌใ‚ทใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ๅผ“ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅฅณๆ€งใฏ้ป™ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใฎไธŠใฎ็‰ฉใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใคใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸ็พŽ็”ทๅญใŒใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ้ฆ–ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ! ใŠใฎใ‚Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚! ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพๆ•ตใซใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹?! ใผใใŸใกใŒๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€ๅๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ! ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ‚’ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ๅ‡บใใ†!ใ€ (ใชใ‚“ใ‹ไธ€ไบบใง็†ฑใใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใช) ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆผ”่ชฌใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ็พŽ็”ทๅญใ‚’ๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎใƒฌใ‚ทใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็†ฑ่ก€ใƒใ‚ซใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใงใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ€ใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ๅฎŸๅŠ›ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ใ€…ๅ†ท้™ใ•ใซใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ‰€ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใฎใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใฏใ‚ใ‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒใ“ใ“ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใพใฃใ™ใ่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใƒฌใ‚ทใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒฏใ‚ทใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚่ทๅ“กไธ€ๅŒใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใธๅพ“ใ„ใพใ™ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฏ›ๅคงใชๅ‡ฆ็ฝฎใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก็†ใ ใชใ€ ๅณ็ญ”ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใƒฌใ‚ทใฏ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆ็ฅˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ†ใชใ ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใฎๆผ”่ชฌใงใ€ๆ•ฐๅใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏๅๆ’ƒใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ๅŒ่ชฟ่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใฏใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒŸใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎไปฃ่กจใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ ใŒ......ๅ‘ๆ€ฏใชๆ–นๆณ•ใง่ก—ใ‚’่ฅฒใ„ใ€ไปฃ่กจใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ—ใŸไบ‹ใฏ่จฑใ—ใŒใŸใ„็ฝชใ ใ€‚็›ดใใซใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ตใ‚’ๅผ•ใใ€็ฝชใ‚’ๅ„Ÿใˆใ€ ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช้ก”ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒฌใ‚ทใฎๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆ่จชใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใง่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใƒฌใ‚ทใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใ‚’ใŸใ—ใชใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฝ“ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ“ใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซๅพ“ใ†ไบ‹ใซๆฑบใ‚ใŸใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ๆ—ขใซๆ•—ๅŒ—ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚‹ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ™่จˆใช้จ’ใŽใฏ่ตทใ“ใ•ใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ“ใจใ‚’!ใ€ ใ„ใกใ„ใกใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ„ๅฅดใ ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ ใ‚“ใ ใ‚“้ขๅ€’ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใฎไฝœๆณ•ใ‚‚ๅผใˆใšใ€็„กๆณ•ใช่กŒใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๅฑˆใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹! ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ€่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒ็„กใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†!ใ€ ใ€Œ่จฑใ™ใจใ‹่จฑใ•ใชใ„ใจใ‹ใ€่ชฐใŒๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๆญฃ็พฉใ !ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใฏ่‡ชไฟกๆบ€ใ€…ใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใใฎๆญฃ็พฉใฏ่ชฐใŒๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆญฃ็พฉใฎ่กŒใ„ใฏ่ชฐใŒๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†!ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฎๆญฃ็พฉใจใŠๅ‰ใฎๆญฃ็พฉใฏ้•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†้ขๅ€’ใใ•ใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธญใงใ€็ˆบใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆฑบๅฎšใซๅพ“ใ†่€…ใฏใใฃใกใซๅฏ„ใ‚Œใ€‚้‚ช้ญ”ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฎคๅ†…ใฎใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผๅดใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ™ใจใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ใปใฉใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŒใใ“ใธ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใฎๆผ”่ชฌใ‚’ๅ†ทใ‚ใŸ็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸ่€…ใŸใกใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๆ€ใ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹?!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใชๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใŒๅซŒใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹? ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒๅซŒใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใซใ€ๆ•ฐไบบใŒๆ€ใ‚ใš้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃ......ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ€ๆญฃ็พฉใ‚’็คบใ›ใฐใผใใฎ่จ€ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚‚ไผใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ! ใ•ใ‚ใ€ใใฎ่…ฐใซไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ‰ฃใ ใ‚ใ†? ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆŠœใ„ใฆ......ใ€ ใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใŒ่ฉฑ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใŸใšใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใฎ่„‡ใ‚’้€šใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ€ใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใฎๅฅณใซ่ฟซใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃ?ใ€ ใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใฎๅ‹ใกใ‚’็–‘ใ‚ใšใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใง่ฆณๆˆฆใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ ใฃใŸๅฅณใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚Œใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใฏใใฎใพใพใซ็Ÿณ้€ ใ‚ŠใฎๅฃใซๅพŒ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’ๅผทใ‹ใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใšใ‚‹ใšใ‚‹ใจๅบŠใซๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€้ ญ้ƒจใŒๆฝฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ชฐใŒ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚็”Ÿใใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆญปใ‚“ใ ๅฅณใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅผ“ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฎๅฅณใ‚‚ใ€ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ใชใๆŠœใๆ‰“ใกใฎไธ€ๅคชๅˆ€ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’่ฝใจใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่ปขใŒใฃใŸ้ฆ–ใŒใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใฎ่ถณใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใ†ใคใ‚ใช็›ฎใŒใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใฏ......!ใ€ ๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏๆœ€ๅพŒใพใง็ถšใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใฏๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใŒใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹่ฝใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‡......?ใ€ ่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ™ๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‘†็„ถใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใฎๅทฆ็›ฎใซๅˆ€ใŒ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่„ณใ‚’ๅฃŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใฏใ€็‰ฉ่จ€ใ‚ใฌๆญปไฝ“ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใใ‚Œใซใฏ็›ฎใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใšใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅˆ€ใ‚’ใพใ˜ใพใ˜ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€......ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅˆ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅคงๅˆ†้ ‘ไธˆใ ใชใ€‚้š™้–“ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใŸใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€้‡‘ๅฑž้Žงใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆ–ฌใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅˆƒใ“ใผใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใŒ......ใ€ ๆŠ—ๆˆฆๅดใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŸใกใฏใ€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่Ž็ธฎใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จฑใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎใพใพ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไฝ™่จˆใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ธๆŠžใฏใ™ใงใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใฎๆ€ง่ƒฝใ‚’็ขบใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŸใกใ‚‚ๆฌกใ€…ใจๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆจใฆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ไธก่…•ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆๅ‘ปใ่€…ใ€่…นใ‚’่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆ่ก€ใ‚’ๅใ่€…ใ€่…ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ไธกๆ–ญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฅณใ‚„ใ€ไฝ•็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใ‚‚็ชใใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่ก€ใƒ€ใƒซใƒžใซใชใฃใŸ็”ทใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใšๆฎบใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆญปไฝ“ใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸใพใพๆ‡็ด™ใงๅˆƒใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ†ใจใ€ใพใŸๅˆ€ใ‚’็‚นๆคœใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใฎๆƒจ็Šถใ‚’็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‰ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๅดใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚„่ทๅ“กใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸ่€…ใ‚„ๅใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆไธ€ไบบๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ„ใ†็”ทใซๆๆ€–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒฌใ‚ทใ‚‚ไพ‹ๅค–ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใจใ—ใฆ้•ทใๆดปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒฌใ‚ทใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใซ็‰นๅŒ–ใ—ใŸๆŠ€ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉ่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใงไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™่€…ใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ไธ็ฉๅˆ†ๅญใฏใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸใ€ ็ดๅˆ€ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใƒฌใ‚ท้”ใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใจใใ€ใใฎ้ก”ใซใฏ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใฏ่ก—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ใใฎๅพŒใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใซๆดปๅ‹•ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŒๅ ฑ้…ฌใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใ†็จŽใชใฉใฏใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ?ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠใพใง้€šใ‚Šใงใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅ˜ใซ็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ไปŠใพใง้€šใ‚Š่ก—ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ็‹ฉใ‚Šใซๅ‹คใ—ใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ€ ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ทๅ“กใ‚‚ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•้”ใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใพใพไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆฎฟใฎๆ”ฏ้…ใŒๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ—ใฆไฝๆฐ‘ใซ็‰นใซ่ขซๅฎณใŒ็„กใใ€ไปŠใพใง้€šใ‚Šใฎ็”ŸๆดปใŒใ‚‚ใฉใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใŸใกใฏ่ก—ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆˆฆใฃใŸๅ‹‡่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ก—ใฎๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ‚’ไนฑใ—ใŸๆ„šใ‹่€…ใจใ—ใฆๆ‰ฑใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎไบ‹ใฎๆ–นใŒๆฎ‹้…ทใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใฎใ†......ใ€ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅณ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใฆๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚ณใƒ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅ“€ใ‚Œใซๆ€ใ†่ณ‡ๆ ผใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซใฏ็„กใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใƒฌใ‚ทใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚
The two entrances to the city were blockaded by Hifumi's troops; and while one could enter the city if he consented to an inspection, no one was allowed to leave. An infantry unit oversaw each of the exists, while the engineer corps set up an iron gridded fence-the grid being shaped in diamonds--so as to narrow the entrances. If needed, it could expanded or contracted. The third corps--the scouts--moved between the guardhouse and the Manor ferrying information and documents; they would mingle with the crowd to gather opinions and rumors. [There are no problems with the blockade. We prevented travelers from attempting to leave, but we do have citizens and merchants returning to the city. Although not one of them appeared at all suspicious, we cannot be certain that no one snuck in disguised] Having heard this report, Hifumi ordered the troops to continue the blockade and the inspections, and departed into a city with a few soldiers following him. On the way he was joined by Alyssa, who would act as a guide. [Why is it that we permit them to enter but not leave?] Alyssa asked Hifumi while walking right beside him. [The less we hinder exchange the better. As this situation continues the citizens will put up with minor inconveniences. However, if food and fuel stop entering the city, that won't last long. Should they fear for their lives, they will soon revolt. Thus, so as to minimize the impact on the city, I plan to allow entrance into the city.] And since the people believe it's a temporary measure while the government is being changed, they shouldn't mind being unable to leave too much. [And the longer it takes other cities to learn of the happenings at Arosel, the better] While talking he continued onward towards the busy city center while confirming the propaganda posted everywhere. Hifumi ordered city officials to post these to notify the citizens that they were now part of Orsongrande. Furthermore, in the marketplace and other highly populated areas he posted criers who declared the same news for those who could not read. The crier would be replaced by another after some time; currently, the speaker was the woman in the reception room who had begged Hifumi to spare her life some time ago. Standing one floor above the rest, she emotionlessly conveyed the information to the public who had gathered before her. [On this day, Arosel has become a part of Orsongrande. Presently, all are forbidden from attempting to leave the city; this ban shall be lifted soon] magic [We're no longer a City-State?!] [Where did all the soldiers go***?] [There wasn't even a war, and the government suddenly switches sides! What treachery!] [What will happen from now on***] The citizens, oblivious to the actual situation, hurled insults and complaints at the criers; Hifumi, however, ordered that these remarks go unpunished and the people remain unoppressed. There is no problem if all they do is complain; once they realize that there is no actual effect on their daily lives they will quickly accept the change. Hifumi passed through the crowd. Seeing a gallant figure escorted by soldiers in never-before-seen uniforms, the citizens figured him to be the Orsongrande invader; however, as her merely was entering the public facility and was not acting violently, they silently watched him. So far according to plan, Hifumi thought. [Now... what to do about their remaining forces] [Forces? No soldiers remain***] [There are others. That's why I called for you, Alyssa, to guide me there] [Where?] [To the adventurer's guild] Arosel's adventurer's guild is right outside the marketplace. The guild is an independent agency within the state and is boasts some strength; however, they also maintain a level of cooperation with the state, and when the state falls into some crisis, they have always promised to help. Of course, they could not be mobilized as any other military unit in case of a war, but they could be formally requested to help; and, driven by love for their country, many would rise to the task. Of course, there are also plenty loners among them--those who don't give a damn about what happens to this country or this city. [We've come to meet you leader] Hifumi said to the man behind the guild counter and showed him the guild card he had made in Orsongrande. [Issued in Orsongrande***Hifumi-san, is it***huh?] Seems like the identification was enough for the attendant to realize that the man before him was the one who had brought the city to his knees. [That is***for what reason?] [The country the guild deals with has changed. I've come to offer my greetings] [H-however***] [If the guild wishes to oppose me, that is fine. But] Hifumi placed a wrapped package on the counter his escorts had carried with them. The adventurers in the guild, as if hearing the entire conversation, were closely watching the scene unfold before them. Their eyes were package on the counter; Hifumi removed the wrapping, revealing its dreadful contents. [Hiii***!] The head of the city representative was neatly placed inside. The anguish on the representative's head inspired such fear into those present that they could not even speak. [If you want to oppose me, but one of us will end up looking like this] [P-p-please wait a moment!] Replacing the attendant who had fainted with foam coming from his mouth, a woman asked Hifumi to wait and hurried inside. [Hey, that***] [So those posters hanging all over the place were for real, huh] [Then this city is now part of Orsongrande?] [But there was no mention of a war happening!] The adventurers were quite noisy, but neither the Hifumi nor his escort as much as bat an eyelid at this noise. Right before they had entered the guild, Hifumi ordered them not to act regardless of what happens; so, they simply didn't even recognize the presence of the adventurers. If someone needed to be killed, Hifumi would do it himself. While waiting for the guild leader to arrive, as if he had noticed something, Hifumi asked his escort to wait outside. [Me too?] [Yeah, it's too cramped] [It's too cramped?] Tilting her head to a side, Alyssa said and left the guild. During this exchange an old man came from the back. [So you are the one who had come from Orsongrande***muh] The old man groaned when he saw the head on the counter. [News did come from the government***but to think it would end like this***] [I'm Hifumi, the new head of state] Ignoring the old man's groans and completely proceeding at his own pace, Hifumi said. The old man grimaced in return, but then nodded and responded, [I am Lesh. The head of this guild] Lesh was probably a mage. He had a white beard, wore a grey robe, and while his cane appeared simple, there was a jewel embedded into the handle. [Now then, how are you planning to treat this city's guild***apologies, seems we have another customer] [I am a member of this guild! Let me through!] A young voice was heard from outside the guild. With a loud noise the doors of the guild burst open and in came a tall lad clad in golden armor followed by two beautiful women. One of the women was robbed, had red hair, and a staff taller than her. The other girl carried a bow and had green hair. [Lesh-san! What the hell is going on?!] The lad ignored Hifumi and called out to Lesh. [We were out hunting monsters and suddenly the city is filled with Orsongrande troops. What's going on?] The robed woman followed up on the lad's comment. The woman with the bow was silent, but then noticed the head on the counter and quickly turned away. The lad then noticed the head on the counter. [W-what abomination***! Those Orsongrande bastards! Guys, we can just treat them as enemies now, right?! Now that I have returned let's launch a counter attack! We'll free the city from these invaders!] (You're the only one who's so fired up, though) After looking coldly at the lad's fiery speech, Hifumi addressed Lesh. [Who's this bloody idiot?] [He is the top adventurer at this guild, Calikoff. He is strong but lacks a composure] [Oh, and can I take his words as the official stance of the guild?] Lesh met Hifumi's gaze, and shook his head. [No, all of our staff will serve you, Hifumi-sama. As for the other adventurers, it is their choice. We pray for your leniency***] [Probably not going to happen] Lesh closed his eyes at the response, and bowed his head as if praying. A few adventurers decided to oppose Orsognrande's rule after hearing Calikoff's speech. As for Calikoff, after hearing about Hifumi from a nearby comrade, he faced Hifumi. [So you are Orsongrande's representative, huh***taking the city by cowardly tricks and killing the representative are heavy sins. Withdraw your troops at once and pay for your crimes!] He shouted with a serious face; Hifumi looked at Lesh incredulously and asked, [Is this guy for real?] Lesh sighed and addressed Calikoff, [Calikoff, it has been decided that the guild with serve Orsongrande and Hifumi-sama. The city has already fallen, can you please no cause any more problems?] [What rubbish!] Little by little Hifumi grew annoyed. [Ignoring all laws of war--who would yield to such tricks! Such actions could not possible be forgiven!] [Forgiven by whom?] [By justice!] Calikoff replied to Hifumi's question. [In that case, who decides that justice?] [Justice isn't something someone decides!] [And yet our definitions of justice differ. But this has gotten annoying. Hey, those who will follow this old man's command go over there. You're in the way.] At Hifumi's command about half of the adventurer's went behind the counter. They were those who were completely unaffected by Calikoff's fiery speech. [You guys, do you not love this city?!] [Maybe they just hate how you force your views on everybody? Or they just hate you?] Hifumi retorted and a few people reflexively nodded, [Guh*** Very well, I will just have to show my justice with my actions! Now then, that's a sword on your hip, isn't it, draw it already***] Without waiting for him to finish, Hifumi had already rapidly lunged at the robed woman behind him. [Eh?!] She did not doubt Calikoff's imminent victory so merely observed it as a sport, so she couldn't even react when Hifumi grabbed her head and crashed it hard into a wall. Her body fell limply on the floor, her head clearly cracked. No one doubted that she was dead. While he was still muttering the name of his fallen comrade, the other girl just reached for her bow but lost her head in the process. Her head rolled up to Calikoff's feet and stared blankly at him. [Y-you bastard are***!!] He never had the chance to finish the sentence. The hand that was supposed to be grabbing his sword now ended at the wrist. [Ueh***?] Calikoff watched dumbfounded as blood flowed from his wrist, and Hifumi used the opportunity to stab him through the eye. His brain thus damaged, he fell a corpse. Hifumi's eyes darkened and he looked intensely at his blad. [Hmph***it truly is more durable than a normal blade. Though I aimed at an opening, I still had to cut through armor, and yet not even a nick in the blade] [C-Calikoff has***] The other adventurers had now stood motionless, but Hifumi did not intend to let them off. If he did, they could go around causing problems, and, most importantly, they have already made their choice. As if to check the quality of his sword, he continued slaughtering every single adventurer around him. Some were groaning without hands, some had their guts spilled onto the floor, some women were cut right in half, and some men now turned into bleeding daruma (limbless). And surrounded by corpses Hifumi wiped his katana and again inspected the blade. Though he has caused such terrible carnage, he was not at all moved. As for those watching this unfold, many lost consciousness. But every single one of them now felt nothing but fear towards Hifumi. Lesh included. Even Lesh who has led a long life of pure combat had never seen anyone so specialized at killing people. And one who could do it so naturally. [And thus we got that out of the way] Hifumi said and turned towards Lesh's group with a bright smile on his face. [You won't be able to leave the city for a few days, but afterwards everything will return to normal] [Umm, how should we pay the adventurer's from now on?] [Do it as you have before. The only thing that has changed is the head of state. The city will run as it always has] Saying that he'll send help to clean the guild up, they watched Hifumi leave; and not one understood for what purpose Calikoff and the rest had to die. And thus even when Hifumi-dono's dominion would stabilize without many civilian casualties, and life returns to normal, there will probably be those who call Calikoff a hero and revolt. [That's a darn shame***] But looking at Calikoff's face, which stared back with only one eye, Lesh realized that he was not allowed to feel pity.
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ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใใ‚‹ใ‚ŠใจๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒชใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธปไบบใฎ......ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใชใ•ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซ้–“้•ใ„ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใง่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ•™่‚ฒใ‚‚่จ“็ทดใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…จใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๆทฑใ„ใŠ่€ƒใˆใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ่ฟทใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰้ธใฐใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบบ็”Ÿใฎ้“็ญ‹ใซใ€ๅ…‰ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹็งใŸใกใฎๅนธ้‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒ‹ใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธใจๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใใฃใจๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใฎๆค…ๅญใธใจ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฏๆ•ดใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงใใชๅ•้กŒใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒˆใƒฉใƒ–ใƒซใฏๅ…จใฆๆƒณๅฎšๅ†…ใซๅŽใพใ‚Šใ€่งฃๆฑบๆธˆใฟใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฏไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใซ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ้‡็•ณใ€ ๆ›ธ้กžใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ใ•ใฃใจใƒšใƒณใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ๆ›ธใ่พผใฟใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใธใจๆ‰‹ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€็งใ‚‚ๅฝ“ๅˆใฎไบˆๅฎšใซๅพ“ใ„ใ€ๅ†ๅบฆ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆญฃๅˆใซใฏๅ‡บ็™บใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€่ญท่ก›ใฎๆ‰‹้…ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…จใฆใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎใŠๆ–นใฎ้ก˜ใ„ใ‚’ๅถใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚......ใ€ ็žผใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใ‚‹ใจใ€่„ณ่ฃใซๆตฎใ‹ใถไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒ็งใŸใกใซ่ชฒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸโ€œๅฎฟ้กŒโ€ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚็งใ‚‚้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ใ‚’ๅ……ๅˆ†ใซ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎไบ‹ใฏๆˆ‘ใ€…ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใซๅฎ‰ใ‚“ใ˜ใฆใŠไปปใ›ใ‚’ใ€ ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใชใ„ใพใพใซใ€ๅนณๅฆใชๅฃ่ชฟใง่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ“ใซๅ˜˜ใŒ็„กใ„ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใ€็งใ‚‚้ ‘ๅผตใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๅ†ใณๅค–ใฎๅ–ง้จ’ใธใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅค•ๆ—ฅใซๆŸ“ใพใ‚Šใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹่ก—ใฎไธญใ€ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบบใ€…ใŒ่ถณๆ—ฉใซๆญฉใใ€‚ๅฎถ่ทฏใซใคใ่€…ใŒๅคšใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ตๅฃซใซๅฏพ็ซ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆ—ขใซ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎ็ฃไบบใจใฎไบคๆตใฏใ€ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใฎๅนณๆฐ‘ใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰้š”ๆ„ใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅทกๅ›žใ™ใ‚‹็ฃไบบใฎ่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏๅŽณใคใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅทกๅ›žใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆจชๆšดใ•ใฏๅ…จใ็„กใใ€่ฝใ—็‰ฉใ‚„่ปฝ็Šฏ็ฝชใซใ‚‚่ฆช่บซใซๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใ—ๅดฉใ—ใซใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎไปฃ่กจ่€…ใจใ—ใฆ็ฅญใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒฌใƒ‹ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚‚ใ€็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซไบบ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅญฆใณใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏๅบ—่ˆ—ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใจใ—ใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅ›žใ‚Šใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใซ่‡ณใฃใฆใฏไบบ้–“ๅดใจใฎ็ช“ๅฃใจใ—ใฆๅคšใใฎไบบ้–“ใ‚„็ฃไบบใ‹ใ‚‰้ ผใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไบบ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใฎ็ฃไบบใจใฏใ‹ใ‘้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใจ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใชๆ€งๆ ผใฏๅฎ‰ๅฟƒๆ„Ÿใจๅบ‡่ญทๆฌฒใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ€็ฃไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏไบบ้–“ใฎ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใ‚’ใ„ใกๆ—ฉใๅธๅŽใ—ใ€็ฃไบบใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸ็ซ‹ๅฝน่€…ใจใ—ใฆๅฐŠๆ•ฌใฎๅฟตใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใชใŒใ‚‰ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใใ—ใงใ€ๆˆฆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฏๅฟŒ้ฟๆ„ŸใŒๆ‹ญใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใจๆˆฆใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ็›ฎใ‚’็™ฝ้ป’ใ•ใ›ใฆ้ฉšใใƒฌใƒ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฏ้‡ใ€…ใ—ใ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใงใฏใ€่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฃใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใšใซ็Šถๆณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ขใซ่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใฎๆœ‰ๅฟ—ใจใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆˆฆใ†ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใงใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใฏ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ไบบ้–“ใจๆˆฆใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆŠ˜่ง’ๅ‹้”ใซใชใ‚ŒใŸไบบใ€…ใจใ‚‚ๆ•ตใฉใ†ใ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€ใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใง้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ“ใ“ใพใงใงใใŸใฎใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒ‹ใ•ใ‚“......ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ€‚็ฃไบบใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‘ใ‚„ใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใ‹ใ‚‰็‰ฉใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ“ใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๅคงๅค‰ใงใ™ใŒใ€ไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚‚้šๅˆ†ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’ใชใ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไธฆในใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใง่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใซๅ˜็ด”ใชใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ้ฆฌ้นฟใ•ใ‚’็”˜ใ่ฆ‹ใ™ใŽใ€ ใ€Œใฐใ€้ฆฌ้นฟใ•ใฃใฆ......ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‚„ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ่ณขใใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ ใƒžใ‚ทใชๆ–นใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†็‹ฌ่ฃๅ›ฝๅฎถใงๅœฐไฝใจใ‹็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใจใ‹ใฎ่–„ใฃใบใ‚‰ใชๆ นๆ‹ ใซ็ธ‹ใฃใฆ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใฎ้†œใ•ใซๆฏ”ในใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฉใ†ใฉใ†ใจๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ๆ–นใŒใ‚ˆใฃใฝใฉไธŠ็ญ‰ใ ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅพŒใงๆททไนฑใ—ใŸใใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐไบบ้–“ใŒๆณŠใพใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅคง้‡ใซ็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ๆฎ‹ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฏใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใŒๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใใ‚“ใชใƒใƒžใƒใƒžใ—ใŸๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใฎๆ–นใซ้ข็™ฝใ„ๅฃŠใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฃใกใจ้Šใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅŽปใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚Šใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงๆฅใŸใฎใฏใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ ใ€‚ ๅ…จๅŠ›ใง่ตฐใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ŠๅœฐในใŸใซๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ€ใœใ‡ใœใ‡ใจ่‚ฉใงๆฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎ?!ใ€ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใŒใ€ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบบ้–“ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๆ”ปใ‚ใฆๆฅใŸใฎใง!?ใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฎๆœใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๆœใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใพใพใ€ไฝ•ใจใ‹ๆฏใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใŸใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚’ไบคไบ’ใซ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใŒใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใฎ! ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ•ๅไบบใ‚‚!ใ€ ไบบ้–“ใ‚‚็ฃไบบใ‚‚ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ไปถใŒ็ถšใใ€่ฒดๆ—้šŽ็ดšใ‚„ๅฏŒ่ฃ•ๅฑคใŒไฝใ‚€ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅŽณๆˆ’ๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใจใชใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚„้จŽๅฃซใŒๆ˜ผๅคœๅ•ใ‚ใš่ก—ไธญใ‚’ๅทกๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅนณๆฐ‘ใŸใกใฎ้–“ใซใ‚‚ๅฝ“็„ถๆๆ€–ใฏๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใฎไธŠๅฑค้ƒจใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏๅนณๆฐ‘ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ้žๅธธใซๅ†ทๆทกใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ“ใฃใกใพใงๅทกๅ›žใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ! ไปฅๅ‰ใฏ็”จใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใซๆฅใฆใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใ ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ่ฒดๆ—่ก—ใธใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใงใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎๅบ—ใฎๅบ—ไธปใ ใ‚ใ†ไธญๅนดใฎ็”ทใŒใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅซใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฏ้žๅธธไบ‹ๆ…‹ใง้€šๅธธใฎๅทกๅ›žใจใฏ้•ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅธฐใ‚Œใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅบ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ใ‚ฟใƒ€ใงๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ‚ฏใ‚ปใซใ€ใ„ใ–ใจใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ไฝ•ใฎๅฝนใซใ‚‚็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆฌกใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้‡‘ใฏใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใใฎๆ™‚ใซใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅˆ†ใฎ็คผใจใ—ใฆ่ฒฐใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ“ใ‚Œใจใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ€ ใจใผใ‘ใŸ้ก”ใง่ฉฑใ™ๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ€็”ทใฏๆฎดใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใŒใ€้ง†ใ‘ใคใ‘ใฆใใŸไป–ใฎๅ•†ๅบ—ไธปใŸใกใซ็พฝไบคใ„็ตžใ‚ใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅผ•ใใšใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟ้‡Ž้ƒŽ! ใ‚ใฎใพใพใ ใจๅ…ตๅฃซใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฏๆฏŽๆ—ฅใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฟบใฎๅบ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ‘ใƒณใ‚’ใ‚ฟใƒ€ใงใ‹ใฃใฑใ‚‰ใฃใฆ่กŒใใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใชใฎใซ......ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅบ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใพใงๆˆปใ‚‹ใจใ€็”ทใฏใจใ†ใจใ†ๆณฃใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ็”ทใ‚‚ไป–ใฎไบบ้–“ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ๅนณๆฐ‘ใจใ—ใฆใ“ใฎ่ก—ใง็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใฃใจ็”ŸใใฆใใŸใ€‚ๆจชๆšดใชๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€่ขซๅฎณใฏๅฐ‘้กใ ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œใงๆฒปๅฎ‰ใŒๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใจๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒใ€ๆณฃใใŸใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏๅŒใ˜ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่ฝใก็€ใ“ใ†ใ€‚ๅˆฅใซไฟบใŸใกใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆฑบใพใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ€็Šฏไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅทกๅ›žใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ็‹™ใ‚ใ‚Œๆ”พ้กŒใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‹?ใ€ ็”ทใŸใกใฎ้–“ใซๆฒˆ้ป™ใŒ้‡ใใฎใ—ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ ใ‘ใฎๅ•้กŒใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ๅฆปใ‚„ๅญใ€ใใ—ใฆๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅบ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไธญใซใฏ่€ใ„ใŸ่ฆชใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ–ๅธฏใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ‡ไธ€ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใงใฏ้…ใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚’้ ผใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ็ฃไบบใฎๅบ—ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅคงๅทฅใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‹? ็ขบใ‹ใซ่…•ใฃ็ฏ€ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใซ่ญท่ก›ใ‚’้ ผใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ ่‚‰ๅฑ‹ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”ทใŒๅฐใ•ใชๅฃฐใงๆๆกˆใ—ใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใฏใ€ใ™ใใซใฏๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆ•ตใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใœใ€‚็ฃไบบใŒ่ก—ใ‚’ใ†ใ‚ใคใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๆฅใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ๆฑบใ—ใฆๅคงๅฃฐใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€่‚‰ๅฑ‹ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏไป–ใฎ็”ทใŸใกใ‚’้ป™ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅ……ๅˆ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅคงๅทฅใŸใกใŒใชใ€็ฃไบบใซ้ ผใพใ‚Œใฆ่‚‰ใ‚’่ฒทใ„ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅคšใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅˆฅใซ้จ™ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใจใ‹่„…ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅ‹้”ใฎ้ ผใฟใงๆฅใŸใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ไฟบใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ‚‚ใใ‚“ใชๅฎขใŒๅคšใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€ ๅ…ซ็™พๅฑ‹ใŒๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€้‡‘็‰ฉใ‚„ๆœจ่ฃฝๅ“ใฎๅฐ็‰ฉใ‚’ๅฃฒใ‚‹ๅบ—ใฎๅบ—ไธปใ‚‚ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ€ใคใใฅใไบบ้–“ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅซŒใซใชใฃใŸใ€ ไฟฏใใŒใกใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่‚‰ๅฑ‹ใฏใ€้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎถๆ—ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ๅบฆใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซๅฎถๆ—ใจไธ€็ท’ใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใซ่กŒใใ€ ใ€Œๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œ! ไฟบใ‚‚่กŒใ!ใ€ ๆฏ…็„ถใจใ—ใฆๆญฉใๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่‚‰ๅฑ‹ใซ็ถšใใ€ๅ…ซ็™พๅฑ‹ใ‚‚ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๆ•ฐๅใฎ็”ทใŸใกใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ€็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไฟบใ‚‚ใ€่กŒใใ€‚ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ไบบ้–“ใจไป˜ใๅˆใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆฐ—ใฎใ„ใ„ๅฅดใ‚‰ใชใ‚‰็ฃไบบใจ้Žใ”ใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒใšใฃใจใƒžใ‚ทใ ใ€ ๆณฃใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‘ใƒณๅฑ‹ใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆๆญฉใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ็”ทใŸใกใ‚‚ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ€่พฒๅคซใ‚„็ŒŸๅธซใŸใกใ€ๅคงๅทฅใ‚‚ไบคใˆใฆ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใฃใŸ็ตๆžœใ€็ฃไบบใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ•ฐๅใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆใ€ๅคšใใฎๅนณๆฐ‘ใŸใกใŒใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๅคงๅทฅใ‚’้€šใ˜ใ€็ฃไบบใซ่ก—ใฎๅทกๅ›žใ‚„ๅฎถๆ—ใฎไฟ่ญทใ‚’ไพ้ ผใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใใ†ใซใชใใ€‚ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็‹‚ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ ๅคœใซๅ‡บๆญฉใ่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใชใใชใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใ™ใ‚‰ๅทกๅ›žใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚็„กใใชใฃใŸ่ก—ใ€‚ ใ‚ดใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ฟใ‚ฆใƒณใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„็จ‹ใ€่ก—ใฎไฝไบบใ‚‚ๆธ›ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅคšใใŒใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใธใจๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ€่ก—ใธๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ่€…ใฏๆฏใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚ใฆๅฎถใฎไธญใซ้–‰ใ˜ใ“ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใพใใ€ใใฎๆ–นใŒ็ฃไบบใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใžใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๆš—ใ„ๅคœ้“ใงใ€็‰™ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใ‚‚ๆŒใŸใšใ€ไธธ่…ฐใฎใพใพใงๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏๆ‡ใซๅทฎใ—ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใงใพใฃใ™ใใซ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‹‚ใฃใŸใ ใจ......? ไฟบใ“ใใŒ็ฃไบบใŸใ‚‹ในใ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’ๆ„›ใ™ใ‚‹็ฒพ็ฅžใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹! ไบบ้–“ใ”ใจใใซไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ€Œ่‡ช็”ฑใชใใ€ ๆฟ€ๆ˜‚ใ—ใฆๅซใณๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใฎใพใพใง็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ€ๆ‹’ๅฆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใŠๅ‰ใฎ่จ€ใ†่‡ช็”ฑใฏใ€ไป–ไบบใซไธ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹่‡ช็”ฑใ‹? ๅ‚ฒๆ…ขใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ ใ‘ใŒๅ ช่ƒฝใงใใ‚‹่‡ช็”ฑใชใ‚‰ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎๆ–นใซใ‚‚ใใ“ใ„ใ‚‰ใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใž?ใ€ ็ตๅฑ€ใฏใ€ๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใงๅใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใŒๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅญไพ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ–šใ„ใฆๆšดใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ‚’่จ€่‘‰ใงๆ–ฌใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ…ใŠใŠใŠใŠ!ใ€ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„่จ€่‘‰ใง่ฟ”ใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใšใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ไฝŽใใ—ใฆๅ››่‚ขใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎใพใพไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่…นใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็‰™ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใฃใจใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ขดใฎ่ฃพใ‚’ใคใพใฟใ‚ใ’ใฆใƒžใ‚ฟใƒ‰ใƒผใƒซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใฒใญใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚Š้Žใ”ใ™ใจใ€้€šใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎใ™ใญใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฎใƒฃใƒณ!?ใ€ ๅœŸ็…™ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€่ตฐใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใฎใพใพๅœฐ้ขใ‚’่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใ€็—›ใ‚€่ถณใ‚’ใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใจใ€ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ†ใณใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใžใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๅไน—ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ ใ€‚็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใ€้ŽๅŽปใจไปŠใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅน่ดใ—ใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅพ“ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใจๅŒใ˜ใ€ๅ‚ฒๆ…ขใช่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’ๅŠ›ใงๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใง้‡‘ๅฑžใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ‚ซใƒๅˆใ†็‰™ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚‚ใ€้‰„ใงใ™ใ‚‰ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใใใ†ใช้‹ญใ„็ˆชใฎๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใใ‚‚ใ€ๆŸณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‰ๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ‹ใ™ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใŒ่ชžใ‚‹่‡ช็”ฑใจใฏใ€็ฃไบบใ‚„ๅนณๆฐ‘ใ‚’่™ใ’ใฆๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ซ‹ๅ ดใซ่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒๅœจใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใฏใŠๅ‰ใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใ€ไฝ•ใ‹้•ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ็†Šใฎ็ฃไบบใ‚‰ใ—ใๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ‹ณใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใšๅœฐ้ขใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคงใใชๆœจๆงŒใ‚’ๅฉใใคใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็œŸใฃ็›ดใใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ่…•ใ€ใใฎ่‚˜ใฎๅค–ๅดใซใ‚ใ‚‹็—›่ฆšใฎใƒ„ใƒœใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ปฝใ็ชใใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใณใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็—›ใฟใซใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฎใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ‚‚่…•ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ“ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€่จผๆ˜Žใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏ็ฃไบบใ‚’้–‹ๆ”พใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใ ใ‚ใ†? ไบบ้–“ใฎใƒœใ‚นใ‚’ๅ€’ใ—ใฆ็ฃไบบใ‚’ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใจใ„ใ†ๆžทใ‹ใ‚‰่งฃใๆ”พใกใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅœŸใซใพใฟใ‚Œใฆ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒ็„กใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡ใŒใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๅŸŽใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใžใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’้˜ปๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ€‚็ฃไบบใ‚’่ก—ใจใ„ใ†ๆชปใซ้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใ€่’้‡Žใจใ„ใ†ๅบƒใ„ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใปใฉใซไบบ้–“ใฎ็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใŸๅ…ƒๅ‡ถใŒใ€‚่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงไฟบใจๆˆฆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ‹?ใ€ ็—›ใ‚€่‚˜ใ‚’ใ•ใ™ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็จใ‚€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใœใ€ไฟบใซ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใ ใ€ใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฃไบบใŒๆˆฆใ†ไบ‹ใฏๆœฌ่ƒฝใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจๅพŒๆŠผใ—ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใƒ–ใƒซใƒ–ใƒซใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใ€่…•ใฎๆฏ›็šฎใซใพใจใ‚ใ‚ŠใคใๅœŸๅŸƒใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆ่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ๅพŒๆŠผใ—ใ ใจ......? ไฟบใซใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใ‚‚็†่งฃใงใใ‚“ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๆˆฆใ†ไบ‹ใŒๆœฌ่ƒฝใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ็ด ็›ดใซ่ณ›ๅŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๆˆฆใ†ในใ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใ€็ขบใ‹ใซไบบ้–“ใฎใƒœใ‚นใ€็Ž‹ใ ใ€‚ใใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใจใ€ไบบ้–“ใซ้ฃผใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใŒ......ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใ€ๅŸŽใฎๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใŒ็œŸใฎๅ…ƒๅ‡ถใจใ„ใ†ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ใพใš็Ž‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅ˜˜ใงใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใพใŸ้•ใ†ไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๆฎบใ›ใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใŒๆธ›ใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฎ็›ฎใฏ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ็žณใฎๅฅฅใซใ‚ใ‚‹็‹‚ๆฐ—ใŒใ€ไบ›ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅผฑใพใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใจใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใฆ้ก”ใŒใƒ‹ใƒคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆ—ฉใ่กŒใ‘ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใฏใ€็—›ใฟใ‚‚ๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใฆๅŸŽใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ตฐใ‚ŠๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆ......ใใพใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹็‰ฉใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ‹ใญใ€ ่ทฏๅœฐใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่ขดใฎ่‚ก็ซ‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€้ขจใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่ฃ‚ใใ‚ˆใ†ใช้€Ÿๅบฆใง่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅคง้€šใ‚Šใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใงใ™ใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„่ถŠใ—ใ€ๅ…ˆใซ่ฒดๆ—่ก—ใธใจใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใใปใฉใซใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพๅทกๅ›žใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๆŠœใ‘ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅŸŽใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ไฝ็ฝฎใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้–€ใฏ้–‹ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€้–€็•ชใŸใกใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅบƒใ„ๅบญใซใฏใ€ใ‹ใŒใ‚Š็ซใซ็…งใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใจใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ‚บใƒฉใƒชใจไธฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅฃ‡ไธŠใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ไบ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅคœ็ฉบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆทฑๅ‘ผๅธใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคœใงใ‚‚ๆš–ใ‹ใ„็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅธใ„่พผใฟใ€ไนพใ„ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ€้จŽๅฃซใจๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏๅŸŽใ‚’ๅ‡บ็™บใ—ใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๆ–นใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๆง‹ใ‚ใšใ€ๆ–น่ง’ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใจใ‚‚ใถใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ไบ‹ใ ใ‘ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ๅŸŽใงใฏ็Ž‹ใจ็†Šใฎๅฏพๆฑบใ€‚ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใงใฏ็พŠใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹็ฃไบบ้€ฃไธญใจ้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅฏพๆฑบใ‹ใ€ ใใ—ใฆๆฑบ็€ใŒใคใ„ใŸๅพŒใฏ......ใจๆƒณๅƒใ—ใ€้Ž–ๅˆ†้Š…ใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใใ‚‹ใจๅ›žใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒคใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†่ปขใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใใ†ใ ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ่€…ใŒๆฅฝใ—ใ‚€ใŸใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใฎ้•ทใ„ไธ€ๅคœใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚
"The act of educating people is nothing arrogant." In the city of Fokalore, seen from the balcony of the Lord's mansion, various men and women of all ages are going back and forth. For each person it's one scene in their life; be it that they are laughing or crying; be it that they are spending their time together with someone or are by themselves. While gazing at it from a distant place, Origa murmured that as if being by herself, however there is a single person listening to her. It's Caim. "Everyone is earnestly living the one life they have. Extending our hands to them and talking with them, we end up twisting their fates under the pretext of education. No one knows about the future, but everyone is living without knowing whether theirs is the correct way." (Origa) "... Madam seems to be thinking in some ways about education, but did you discover some problem?" (Caim) "No." (Origa) Origa turns around with a whirl and smiles sweetly at Caim. "There's no mistake in what my husband... Hifumi-sama is doing. The training as well as the education carried out in this city are all things created by Hifumi-sama's profound ideas. I thought it is our fortune to see the light ahead on the path of life, everyone must choose while hesitating over it." (Origa) Entering the room from the balcony, Origa quietly sat down on the office's chair. "So, are the preparations in order?" (Origa) "There are no larger problems. All troubles have been concluded within our estimations and are resolved. It's advancing as planned up until here." (Caim) "That's excellent." (Origa) Origa, who's looking through the documents, lets the pen fly quickly across the papers, signs them and hands them to Caim. "Well then, in accordance with the first point of the plan, I will head to the capital a second time. Please prepare the escort since I will depart tomorrow morning." (Origa) "Everything is for the sake of granting that gentleman's desire..." (Origa) Once she closes her eyes, Hifumi's face floats up within her mind. "I believe you are aware of it, but this is also the "homework" which was assigned to us by Hifumi-sama." (Origa) "I'm well aware. I'm convinced that I'm adequately comprehending the intentions of Lord-sama as well. Please, be at ease and leave the matters of Fokalore to us civil officials." (Caim) It's words said in a flat tone without him changing his expression, however Origa understood that there was no lie in them. "Fufu, it won't do, if I don't do my best, too." (Origa) Standing up, Origa once again shifted her attention to the hustle and bustle outside. A large number of people walks at a quick pace in the city, dyed by the setting sun. What the knights and soldiers confronted wasn't the beastmen only anymore. The exchange with the beastmen of the reborn slums is depriving the commoners of Swordland from their reservations. Although the vigilante corps, which patrols the slum's city, has a grim appearance, they aren't oppressive, like the soldiers patrolling the human's city, at all. There were many occurrences of minor offences and lost property, they dealt with cordially, too. Even Helen and Reni, who were set up as representatives of the slums little by little, learn from humans pro-actively. Helen ran around as representative of the shopping area and Reni became a reliable existence for many beastmen and humans as point of contact for the human's side. Seen from the viewpoint of the humans, the appearance of Reni, who was very different from the terrifying image of beastmen, gives a sense of security with her gentle character and triggers a desire to protect her. She gathered a feeling of respect as key person, who built up the beastmen's city by quickly absorbing the human's knowledge as beastgirl. Such Reni naturally isn't able to completely eliminate her evasive nature towards fighting and combat. "It will result in a battle with the humans!?" (Reni) Gengu solemnly nodded to Reni, whose eyes darted about in surprise. Behind him Hifumi is watching the situation without interrupting the conversation while folding his arms. "We are already preparing to fight for the sake of protecting this city with the volunteers of the vigilante corps ~ssu. To guard this city with Hifumi-san's guidance." (Gengu) "... Aren't we able to avoid the battle in some way?" (Reni) "If it turns into a fight with the humans, the people, who became our friends at great pains, will also become mutual enemies", Reni shed tears. "I will keep at it, we got up to this point by everyone doing their best and yet..." (Reni) "Reni-san... it will be alright. Even if it's only the beastmen, we will somehow get through it ~ssu. It will be difficult for a while, if the people from the human's city don't come here, but they other guys have gotten quite skilled ~ssu." (Gengu) Due to Gengu lining up words after words in order to calm Reni, Hifumi says in a cold voice from behind, "It won't likely be that easy. You guys take the human stupidity far too lightly." (Hifumi) "S-Stupidity, you say... aren't you a human, too, Hifumi-san." "Since I'm well aware of the things I'm not knowledgeable about myself, I'm still on the better side. If you compared it to the ugliness of fellows, who are living by clinging to such things as birth right or status in such dictatorship, it will be a lot better to kill people, who possess a fair amount of ability like me." (Hifumi) "Also, putting that aside, since I'm going to depart now, it would be better, if you prepared a large amount of rooms for the humans, who don't want to be mixed up in the following mayhem", leaving those words, Hifumi heads towards the room's exit. "Umm, where are you going, Hifumi-san?" (Reni) Hifumi looked over his shoulder due to Reni's question. "You guys are going to protect this city, right? Rather than such slow-paced battle, I will go enjoy myself over at the human's city since it will be more fun to break that place apart." (Hifumi) "See ya", Hifumi went away. And, as if changing place, Helen plunged into the room. Apparently having come by running at full speed, she sits down on the ground right after having seen Reni's face and breathes heavily with a *pant pant* "Helen, what's wrong?!" (Reni) "Humans are, a lot of of humans are..." (Helen) "No way, did they already come attacking!?" (Gengu) Grabbing the clothes of Gengu, who tries to rush out while saying "I can't idle around like this", Helen shook her head. While tightly clutching his clothes, Helen somehow got her breathing in order and looked at Gengu and Reni in alternation. "The humans came entering the slums wanting to help out. And in addition to that, there are several tens of them, too!" (Helen) With the successive affair of beastmen and humans being killed, the residential area of the nobles and rich went on high alert. Soldiers and knights patrolled the whole block, regardless of day and night. Naturally fear spread amongst the commoners as well, but upon the order of Swordland's upper echelon, the soldiers were very indifferent towards the commoners. "Why don't you patrol our place!? Wasn't it you soldiers, who came here before although you had no business with us?" At the entrance to the noble block, a middle-aged man, who's likely the shopkeeper of some store, is yelling at the soldiers. "With the current state of emergency, the patrol is different from our usual routine. Listen up and go home." "If you are some good for nothing once push comes to shove in addition to your bad habit of always taking away merchandise from my store for free, I will have you pay money properly from the next time onwards." "That was simply received as your share of gratitude for protecting your guys' safety. This and that have no relation with each other." Due to the soldier talking while having a blank facial expression, the man clenched his fists and was on the verge of hitting him, but he had his arms restrained and was dragged away by the other shopkeepers, who rushed over. "Idiot! At this rate you would get killed by the soldier!" "That soldier, that soldier has snatched bread from my store almost everyday, despite this..." Once they returned to the place, where their own stores are at, the man finally burst into tears. This man as well as the other humans were born and always lived in this town as commoners. Although the group of soldiers behaved in an oppressive manner, it's also true that the harm was small. Because of that, they endured it as long as the soldiers were keeping the public order. All of them had the same feelings of wanting to weep. "... Calm down. It's not like it's particularly decided that we will be killed." "But, ya know, Won't the criminal then aim as much as possible at the places where the soldiers ain't patrolling?" A heavy silence falls upon the men. It's not only their problem. There's their wives and children as well as their cherished stores. Some of them are taking care of their old parents, too. It will be too late once they run into an emergency. "... Let's rely on the folks from the slums." "The group of carpenters, who has built the beastmen's stores, you mean? Certainly, they probably have some physical strength, but..." "No, let's request guards from the beastmen." The subject, proposed in a small voice by a man who's working as butcher, couldn't be accepted right away. "W-What are you thinking? Do you want to act as if calling for the enemy?" "That's right. What will the soldiers say, if they see beastmen loitering around in the city...?" "We are having such a conversation because those soldiers won't come here though." By no means it was in a loud voice, however the butcher's words were enough to silence the other men. "It has been many times that the carpenters have come to buy meat requested by the beastmen. It's not like they were particularly threatened or deceived to do so. How to call it? Ah, yea, it was a feeling of a friend doing a favour." "Which reminds me, there were many such clients at my place as well." Once the greengrocer agrees with it, the shopkeeper of the store, which is selling small articles of wooden products and ironware, nods as if he had remembered it, too. "I've gotten completely sick of the human soldiers." The butcher, who spoke while looking down, lifted his face and seriousness was reflected in his eyes. "I will talk with my family and go to the slums to talk about moving there temporarily with my family." "Please wait! I will go too!" Following the butcher, who headed out walking with resolution, the greengrocer also raises his voice and runs after him. The remaining lot of men look at each other's faces and knit their brows. "... I will also, go. Rather than going along with useless humans, it will be a much better way to support the beastmen, if they have a good heart." The sobbing baker stood up and walked away. Discussing it among the remaining men for a while and as result of talking it over together with the the farmers, hunters and carpenters, many commoners, except several people who can't accept the beastmen no matter what, have decided to request the beastmen for the protection of their families and the patrolling of the city by using the carpenters, who are entering and leaving the slums regularly, as liaisons. "Aren't you pathetic? You ended up going completely mad, didn't you?" It's the night in the city, devoid of any people taking a stroll and with even the soldiers doing their rounds missing. Although you might call it a ghost town, it isn't odd. The residents of the city have diminished after all. With many requesting help from the slums, those, who remained in the city, are holding their breaths and secluding themselves within their homes. "But well, I think that this way is beastmen-like." (Hifumi) In such dark night alley it was Hifumi pointing at Salgu, who was snarling at him. Without even holding his katana, he extends his right hand straight at the bearman while having his left hand inserted in his bosom in a state of being unarmed. "Mad, you say...? I'm protecting the spirit of loving freedom, which ought to be the rightful way of beastmen! What would a human like you know about that!?" (Salgu) "Freedom, eh?" (Hifumi) In response to Salgu, who raises his voice into enraged yelling, Hifumi laughs in a natural stance. "Forcing a freedom that was refused, right? The freedom you are talking about is a freedom pushed as inconvenience onto others, isn't it? If it's a freedom of having one's fill of killing by fellows, who just have the power to force their arrogance onto others, the human country's side has been plastered all over with it." (Hifumi) "In the end you are only rampaging around and crying like a little child because your compulsory make-believe freedom hasn't been accepted", Hifumi cuts Salgu with his words. "Guuoooo!" (Salgu) Without being even able to return any words anymore, Salgu lowers is body and rushes over using his four limbs. He bore his fangs towards Hifumi's abdomen. "Uuh-oh." (Hifumi)magic Hifumi picked up the hem of his hakama with his fingers, twisted his body like a matador, let him go past and kicked the lower leg of Salgu, who went too far, with all his strength. "Gyan!?" (Salgu) Salgu, who fell to the ground with the momentum of running, raises a cloud of dust and stands up while bearing the pain in his foot. "Hey, you." (Hifumi) Once again Hifumi points at Salgu. "There's a fellow, who resembles you. It's the guy, who calls himself the king of this country. He is announcing his past and current fighting strength and his surroundings are obeying him. Same as you he is forcing his arrogant freedom with strength." (Hifumi) Even while he is talking, Salgu attacks Hifumi. The attacks of his fangs, which are making sounds as if made out of metal, and the swings of his sharp claws, which look as if they would even cut through iron, are not even remotely close to hitting Hifumi, who is slowly swaying like a willow. "The freedom, the king is talking about, is about himself being in a position, which enables him to tyrannize the commoners and beastmen. How is that any different from what you are doing?" (Hifumi) The fist, swung downward with all the might apparent in a bearman, strikes the ground without hitting Hifumi. A sound, as if a huge wooden mallet stroke into something, reverberated. Hifumi made a light thrust at the acupuncture point for the sense of pain, which is located at the outer elbow of Salgu's arm, which was directly stabbed towards the ground. As expected, even Salgu had to hold his arm due to the arm's soreness similar to turning numb. "If that's the case, show the proof. Your objective is to liberalize the beastmen, right? If you believe that you want to release the beastmen of the fetters called the human's city by defeating the human's boss, you don't have the time to be rolling around while being covered in dirt at this place, right?" (Hifumi) Hifumi's finger points towards the castle next. "He is over there; the one who's obstructing your freedom. He is the main cause of locking the beastmen in the cage called city and forcing them into a human lifestyle to the degree of making them forget the vast world called wastelands. Think, do you really want to fight me here?" (Hifumi) Salgu glared at Hifumi while rubbing his hurt elbow, but he carefully listened to Hifumi's words. "... Why are you trying to have me kill the king?" (Salgu) Hifumi answered "That's simple" to Salgu's inquiry. "It's because I think that fighting is the beastmen's instinct. I just thought I would give a little push." (Hifumi) Salgu, who shook his head with a trembling, claps the fur of his arms to get rid of the dust. "Pushing to kill a human, you say...? For me your way of thinking and behaviour is incomprehensible. But, I will frankly approve about me fighting because of my instinct. And, the opponent, who I ought to fight, is definitely the human boss, the king. I intended to go kill the beastmen, who were tamed by humans, and the humans in the king's vicinity, but..." (Salgu) Salgu stared in the direction of the castle. "If the one called king or whatever is the true ringleader, I will kill the king first. It doesn't even matter if it's a lie. It will be fine, if I kill a different human, too. If they see my actions and the number of humans decreasing, the beastmen of this city will likely understand it as well." (Salgu) Before realizing, Salgu's eyes were tinged with a light of calmness. However, the madness, which dwells within his pupils, hasn't abated even a bit. Hifumi, who saw that, breaks into a smile with a delighted expression. "If you got it, hurry up and go." (Hifumi) Salgu, who was urged on by Hifumi, ran away towards the castle, even forgetting his pain. Making sure of that with his own eyes, Hifumi retrieved the kusarigama from his storage. "Well then... let's go spectate kuma-san's battle, eh?" (Hifumi) Going into an alley, Hifumi picked up the vents at the hips of a pair of hakama and dashed with a speed as if tearing through the wind. Passing even Salgu, who runs on the main street, he finally arrives at the noble block ahead. Hifumi, who ran through while ignoring the soldiers on patrol, stood at a position, where he can watch the castle. The vast garden, visible on the other side of the gatekeepers through the open gate, is illuminated by bonfires. Knights and behind them, soldiers, are lining up in rows. He knew they would be heading towards the slums after the speech of the knight, who is standing on a platform while facing them. Hifumi looks up to the night sky and slowly takes a deep breath. Breathing in the warm air, even though it's night, he experiences the scent of the dry air. In the meanwhile the knights and soldiers depart from the castle and advance into the direction of the slums. Without caring about them, Hifumi only confirms that they likely won't bump into Salgu going by their direction. "Now then, in the castle it's a showdown between the king and the bear. In the slums it's a showdown between the knights and soldiers and the beastmen lot led by a sheep, huh?" (Hifumi) "And after the conclusion it will be..." imagining that, Hifumi smiles with a broad grin while whirling the upper counterweight around. "No matter how it turns out, it looks like I will be able to enjoy myself quite a bit." (Hifumi) The long night of Swordland for the sake of a single outsider's pleasure began.
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42.Liar ใ€ๆผ”ๆŠ€ๆดพไฟณๅ„ช(ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ‚‹)ใ€‘ ้คจใซๆ‹…ใŽ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใฎไธ€ไบบใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใ€ไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘็œ‰ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ•ใ‚“! ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒใŠๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’!ใ€ ๅ–ใ‚Šไนฑใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎ้‰„้ข็šฎใ‚’ไฟใฃใŸใพใพใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌๆง˜ใ€‚......ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅคšใใฎ่€…ใซ็ŠถๆณใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฅฝใพใ—ใใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใจๅ…ฑใซๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธใŠๅ…ฅใ‚Šใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๆฒป็™‚้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ใŠๆŒใกใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ่จ€ใ†ใ‚„ๅฆใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸใพใพๅฅฅใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธใจๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜......็งใฎใ›ใ„ใง......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใฆ!ใ€ ใ“ใฎๆ•ฐๅˆ†ใงใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆ†”ๆ‚ดใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ๅŠฑใพใ—ใ€ๅ…ตใจไบŒไบบใงใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅฝผใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใธๅฏใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’้‹ใ‚“ใ ๅ…ตใฏใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซใ“ใ“ใฏไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆๅ‰็ทšใธใจๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่‚ฉใฎ็Ÿขใซ่งฆใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใฃใจใ†ใคไผใ›ใซๅฏใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅบŠใซๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธ็ธ‹ใ‚Šไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€็งใŒ่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ......ใ€ ใ•ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใจๆณฃใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใจๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใฎ่ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅบ‡ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๅฌ‰ใ—ใ•ใŒใ“ใฟไธŠใ’ใฆใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅซŒใซใชใฃใฆใพใŸๆณฃใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌ......ใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ‚’ๅพ…ใค้–“ใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅฟƒ้…ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚็›ฎใŒ้›ขใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ใจๆญฉใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่…ฐใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใซใƒใƒผใƒใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’......ใ€ ่‹ฆใ—ใใ†ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็›ฎใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ€้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€็€•ๆญปใฎใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ๅ…จๅฟซใ•ใ›ใŸใ‚ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใฎ็“ถใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏๆ€ใ„ใ€ใคใ„่‹ฆใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸๆง˜ๅญใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ่‡ณใฃใฆใฏใ€่–ฌใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใซ็‹‚ๅ–œใ—ใฆใ€็—›ใ‚€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ถณใชใฉๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใใซใ€ใ™ใใซ็“ถใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰!ใ€ ๅฐใ•ใชๆœจ่ฃฝใฎๆ “ใ‚’ๆŠœใใฎใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใฉใ‹ใ—ใใ€่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆ “ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸ็“ถใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่‚ฉใฎๅ‚ทใซๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€็Ÿขใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ÿขใ‚’ๆŠœใใพใ™ใ€ ไฝ™่จˆใชๅ‚ทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ๆ…Ž้‡ใซ็Ÿขใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆทฑใๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใ‚บใƒซใ‚บใƒซใจๅผ•ใๆŠœใ„ใŸ็Ÿขใฏใ€ๅ…ˆ็ซฏใ‚’15ใ‚ปใƒณใƒไปฅไธŠใ‚‚่ก€ใงๆฟกใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็Ÿขใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚Šๆจใฆใฆใ€ๆ€ฅใ„ใง้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใ‚’ๅ‚ทๅฃใซๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ......ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ!?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†็“ถใฎไธญ่บซใฎใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่‚ฉใฎๅ‚ทใŒๅกžใŒใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃ! ้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ๅ‚ทใŒๆฒปใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใ‚ฝ......ใ€ ็ŸขใŒๆŠœใ‘ใŸใถใ‚“ๅ‡บ่ก€ใŒๅข—ใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ—ขใซๆ„่ญ˜ใŒๆœฆๆœงใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ†ใ‹ใคใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใšใ€็ตถๆœ›ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใธใŸใ‚Šใ“ใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใŸ็“ถใŒใ€ๅบŠใ‚’่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใฆใ€ๅŒ…ๅธฏใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใƒŽใ‚ทใƒŽใ‚ทใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‰ใงใ—ใ‚ƒใŒใ‚“ใ ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆจชใซ่ฝใกใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Ÿขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๆทฑใๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใŸใฎใ‹......ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒๅฑใญใ‡ใ‹ใ‚‚ใช......ใ€ ่ชฐใ‹ใซ่žใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ„ใคใถใ‚„ใใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่€ณใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฑใชใ„ใจใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹! ้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใŒๅŠนใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจไป–ใฎ่–ฌใ‚’......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใŒๅŠนใ‹ใชใ„ๅฅดใฏ็จ€ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹็‰นๅˆฅใชไฝ“่ณชใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅŠนๆžœใŒ่–„ใใชใฃใŸใ‚Š้€†ๅŠนๆžœใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใชใ€ ๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‹ขใ„ใฎใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚ฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‰นๅˆฅใชใ€ไฝ“่ณช......ใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฌๅ–šใ•ใ‚ŒใŸโ€œๅˆฅไธ–็•Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใใŸ่€…โ€ใ ใฃใŸใจใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ไปฅๅ‰ใซๅฝผใŒๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใŸๆ‰€ใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใใ€้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅ‚ท่–ฌใ™ใ‚‰ไฝฟใฃใŸๆ‰€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ (ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰......) ใจใซใ‹ใๆญข่ก€ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ้ญ‚ใŒๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใฆใ€ๆฒป็™‚ใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ้šฃใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธใจ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŸใกใŒๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ€ใฒใจๅ‘ผๅธใŠใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‰ใ‚ฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ€ใŠๅ‰ๆ„ๅค–ใจๆผ”ๆŠ€ใ†ใพใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎๆ–นใ“ใใ‚ˆใฃใฝใฉใ ใœใ€‚็Ÿขไป˜ใใงๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸใจ่žใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใฏใ€ๆœฌๆฐ—ใงๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใŸใœใ€ ใ‚€ใใ‚Šใจ่ตทใไธŠใŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‡็‚‰ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆๅบŠใซๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ๆฑ—ใฏๅ†ทใ‚„ๆฑ—ใงใฏใชใใ€ๅ˜ใซๆš‘ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ€ๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใซ็†ฑใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใงใ€ๆฑ—ใงๆธˆใพใšใซ็ซๅ‚ทใ—ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใฎ็“ถใ‚’ๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ไนฑๆšดใซ่‚ฉใซๆตดใณใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจใ€ๅ‚ทใŒใตใ•ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไพฟๅˆฉใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใชใใ€ ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใ€้•ๅ’Œๆ„ŸใŒใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใฃใŸใใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใฎๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใžใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใŒ้–‹ใ‘ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใŒๅŠนใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‰ใซไฝฟใฃใŸ็ฉบใ็“ถใฎไธญใซๆฐดใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้จ™ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅฏๅ“€ๆƒณใ ใจใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚ฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ‚’้€šใ˜ใฆๆŒ‡็คบๆ›ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใซๅพ“ใฃใฆ่Šๅฑ…ใ‚’ใ†ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ๆฟ€้ซ˜ใ•ใ›ใŸใคใถใ‚„ใใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ‚ใ–ใจ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ“ใ‚“ใช้ขๅ€’ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฟๅญใ‚ˆใ็‰ฉไบ‹ใŒไธŠๆ‰‹ใ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆœ€ไธญใฏใ€ไบบใฏใ‚ˆใ่€ƒใˆใšใซ็ชใฃ่ตฐใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅฎŸ้จ“ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“......ใ€‚ๅ‰ใ„ไบบใŒ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใญใ‡ใชใ€ ใ•ใปใฉ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใช่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒ‰ใ‚ฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏๅบŠใซ่ฝใกใŸ็“ถใ‚„็Ÿขใ‚’ๆ‹พใ„้›†ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใชใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใƒใƒผใƒใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅฉใๅ‰ฒใฃใŸใ€‚ๅŒใ˜็žฌ้–“ใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒๆŒใค้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚‚ๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ€้–“ใ‚‚็„กใ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒใ“ใฎ้คจใซ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็งใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใใฐใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆฒป็™‚ใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่ถณใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๆฑบ็€ใŒ็€ใใพใงใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’็•™ใ‚ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ไธ€ๅฟƒใงใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใคใ‹ใฎๅˆฅใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใฎไธ‹ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹่บซไฝ“ใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใŸใใพใ—ใใชใฃใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใ•ใปใฉใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ๅฏ‚ใ—ใ•ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใๆด่ปใ‚‚ๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบใŒๆฅใŸใ‚‰ไธ€็ท’ใซ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๆˆปใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใฎไบบ?ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅฏŸใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎไธๅฎ‰ใซๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ้ก”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ๅŽณใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆด่ปใŒ่ชฐใ‹็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใญใ€‚ใชใœ็งใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ๅˆบใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฆ–็ทšใซใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ„่ฟ”ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ฟทใฃใŸๆŒ™ๅฅใ€ๅ…จใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใฆ็„ก็†ใซใงใ‚‚้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจๆฑบๆ„ใ—ใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€ใพใฃใ™ใใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่žใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒใ“ใฎ้คจใซไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใใฎ......ใ€ ใ€Œ......ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’็‹™ใ†ใฎใญใ€ ใพใŸใ€้ป™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€ชใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎไบ‹ใŒๆ€–ใใชใฃใฆ้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใŸใฏใšใชใฎใซใ€ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจๆˆปใฃใฆใใฆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’่ฟฝใ†็›ฎ็ทšใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ไผบใ†ๆ™‚ใฎ็™–ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒๆ•ตใ‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใจใใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅฑ้™บใ ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ๆ‹พใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸๆฉใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฏใŠ้‡‘ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใฆ่ฒทใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—! ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจไผšใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ใ‚ชใ‚ซใ‚ทใ‚ฏใชใ‚‹ใ—! ใ‚ˆใ่€ƒใˆใชใ‚ˆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏ่‰ฏใใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰็Ž‹ๆ—ๆฎบใ—ใฎ็ฝชไบบใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ?!ใ€ ็„ฆใ‚ŠใŒใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅคงใใใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใใ—็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใตใ‚‰ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใชใ‚ˆ......ใ€‚ใพใŸไบŒไบบใงไปฒ่‰ฏใ้ญ”็‰ฉ็‹ฉใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ€ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚“ใฆไธ–็•Œใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใŸใกใฎๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใชใ•ใ„ใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€‚ใ„ใพใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใฏๆ˜Ž็ขบใซ็งใŸใกใฎๆ•ตใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ้คจใซ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŸใกใ‚’ๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใฎใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ 20ไบบใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹้›†ๅ›ฃใง็ช็„ถๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใซใ€ไธ€็žฌ้จ’ๅ‹•ใซใชใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๅ†ทๅพนใ‹ใค้Ÿฟใๅฃฐใงใ€Œไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ๅฃฐใง้Žฎใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๅ…ˆ้ ญใซใ„ใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใซใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏ้ ญใ‚‚ไธ‹ใ’ใšใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎ้ ˜ไธปใŸใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒๆญ“่ฟŽใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใ™ใ€‚ใฏใ‚‹ใฐใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ปใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใฆใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠไผบใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไปŠใฏ2้šŽใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใซใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไธ่บพใงใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ไบ‹ใฏ่ปๅ‹™ใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚็งใฉใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใ‚„่ทๅ“กใฏ่ฟ‘ใฅใใชใ‹ใ‚Œใจๅ‘ฝใœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใฉใ†ใžไธŠใธใŠไธŠใŒใ‚Šใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ไธๅฏงใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๆŠ‘ๆšใ‚‚ๆ•ฌๆ„ใ‚‚็„กใ„่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใซใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŸใกใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใšใซใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฎ้šฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใก้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ‚‚ไป–ใฎ่ชฐไธ€ไบบใจใ—ใฆ่จ€ๅŠใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใจๅ…ฑใซ็ตŒ็†้–ขไฟ‚ใซๆบใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใฎใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใŒใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใ‚ธใƒญใƒชใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎๅŸŽใงใ™ใ€‚็†็”ฑใชใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใงๅ……ๅˆ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไป•ไบ‹ใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใƒ–ใƒญใ‚ฏใƒฉใฏๅฝผใŒๅ‹•ๆบใ™ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใŒ่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆ–นๆณ•ใฏ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚Šใใ†ใซใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบŒ้šŽใฎๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ใพใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใซ้ง†ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจใ€ๅ“€ใ‚Œใซๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ๆ—ขใซไบ‹ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใจใ€ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€็Œฟใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฃ›ใณไธŠใŒใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎไธ€ไบบใ‚’่ธใฟใคใ‘ใฆไน—ใ‚Š่ถŠใˆใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚ขใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกใตใ•ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‰ใ€้…ใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใง......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“~ใ€ๅฝน่€…ใŒๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ๆ™‚ๆœŸใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆ—ฉใๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็„กๆ‰‹ใฎใพใพใงๅณ่ถณใ‚’ๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅŠ่บซใซใชใ‚Šใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใฏใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใจๅ‰ใซ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ด ๆ‰‹ใงใ“ใฎไบบๆ•ฐใจๆˆฆใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Š? ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅคงไบบใ—ใๆ•ใพใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ‚‰ๆฅฝใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒๅนณ้™ใ‚’่ฃ…ใฃใฆ่ชžใฃใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ็”ทๆ€ง้จŽๅฃซใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚Œใฆ็žฌใ้–“ใซๆ‡ใซๅผ•ใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‡ๆŸ”ใซๆฅใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆš‡ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆฅใ„ใ€ ้จŽๅฃซใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚Šๆจใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธๆฉŸๅซŒใใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใŒ่€ƒใˆใŸ่Œถ็•ชใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€้ขๅ€’ใช้ ˜ไธปใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ‚ใ‚Œใ“ใ‚Œ่‹ฆๅŠดใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆŒ™ๅฅใซใ“ใฎๆ‰ฑใ„ใ ใ€‚่…นใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฏ็ฌ‘ใ—ใฟใ™ใ‚‰ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใฌใ…!ใ€ ๆฐ—ๅˆใจๅ…ฑใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใตใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€ๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฉใ‹ใ‚Œใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ€่ฅŸใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚Œใฆๅ€’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚่ตทใไธŠใŒใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚็„กใใ€ๆ‹ณใŒๅ–‰ใ‚’ๆฝฐใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–ฌใ‚Œๅ‘ณๆ‚ชใ„ใชใ€‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ็ ”ใ„ใงใŠใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ่ก€ๆฟกใ‚Œใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚Šๆจใฆใ€ๆฐดๅนณใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฆใใŸ่…•ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ€้ ๅฟƒๅŠ›ใ‚’ใใฎใพใพใซๅฃใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚้ก”ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกไป˜ใ‘ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฏใ€่ก€ใ‚’ๅฃใซๆ“ฆใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅดฉใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠๅบฆใฏไธ‰ไบบๅŒๆ™‚ใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใŒใ€ๅ‰ใซๆญฉใ„ใฆ้›ฃใชใๅ‰ฃ็ทšใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ่†ใ‚’่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่นดใ‚Šใ€่ทชใ‹ใ›ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ไธ€ไบบใซๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใซใฏ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใŸๅ‹ขใ„ใง่…•ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซๆŠผใ—ๅ€’ใ—ใ€้ก”้ขใ‚’่ธใฟๆฝฐใ™ใ€‚ ๆญปไฝ“ใฎไธ‹ๆ•ทใใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใŒใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ€ๅŒๆง˜ใซๅ–‰ใ‚’่ธใฟๆฝฐใ—ใฆๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆๆฌกใ€…ใจๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใๅŒๅƒšใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏ็„ฆใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚่…ฐใฎ่ข‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐใ•ใช้‰„ใฎ็ฒ’ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅˆใ‚ใฆไผšใฃใŸๅคœใซใ€่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆœ€ๅพŒใฎไธ€ไบบใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใ‚ŠใซๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๅŠ›ใ„ใฃใฑใ„็คซใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใ€ 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Chapter 42: Liar Seeing Hifumi being carried into the mansion, the lone civil official slave Caim raised his eyebrows for a mere instant. "Caim-san! Hifumi-sama is injured!" (Origa) In contrast with the shaken up Origa, Caim, maintaining his usual prudence without any change, shook his head. "Please calm down, Origa-sama ... it isn't very desirable for many people to know of this situation. Please enter the office together with Lord-sama. I shall be in charge of bringing the medical tools." (Caim) No sooner than saying so, Caim straightened up his back and disappeared in an inner room. "Ah, Hifumi-sama ... because of me ..." (Origa) "Origa, get a grip!" (Kasha) She encouraged Origa, who had been completely haggard for these few minutes. The two soldiers somehow managed to lay down Hifumi on the sofa in that office. As Hifumi had been gently put to lay upside-down so as to not touch the arrow embedded in his shoulder, Origa was sitting on the floor clinging to Hifumi. "I am very sorry, just because I ended up getting carried away ..." (Origa) As Origa, sobbing sorrowfully, hit the bottom of grief and anxiety, she experienced a welling up of happiness due to Hifumi protecting her. Becoming disgusted at herself because of that, she cried once again. "Origa ..." (Kasha) In the time waiting for Caim, Kasha worried about Origa while also keeping a watchful eye on Hifumi's condition. "... Origa, this is ..." (Hifumi) Distorted by pain, Hifumi opened his eyes. From within the darkness storage he took out those magic potion bottles that had saved Alyssa on the verge of death. The existence of the medicine caused Origa to be very delighted once it reached her mind. She showed a smile as if she had forgotten something like the pain caused by her foot. "Right away, I will open the bottle immediately!" (Origa) Getting irritated at the small wooden cork while telling herself to calm down, she uncorked the bottle at last. Timidly pouring just a little on the wound on Hifumi's shoulder, Origa clutched the arrow tightly. "I will draw out the arrow." (Origa) So as to not unnecessarily widen the wound, Origa drew it out cautiously. Apparently it had penetrated quite deeply. She pulled out the arrow with a sound of *zuru zuru*. It was soaked and dripping in blood from the arrowhead 15 cm downwards along the shaft. Tossing the arrow away, she hurriedly sprinkled the magic potion over the wound. "Why? ... For what reason?" (Origa) Despite having already used up most of the bottle's contents, there wasn't any visible sign of the wound on Hifumi's shoulder being healed. "Kasha! Even though I am using the magic potion, the wound isn't getting cured!" (Origa) "No way ..." (Kasha) Origa, who couldn't touch the wound carelessly either, sank down to the floor with despair written in her face. The bottle, dropping from her hand, tumbled across the floor. Without even knocking, the civil official slave Doelgar entered the room and approached Hifumi with heavy steps holding bandages. Squatting down before Hifumi, he looked at the sideways laying arrow. "It had penetrated that deep inside? ... This might be dangerous ..." (Doelgar) Although he had probably muttered this without the intention of anyone hearing it, it ended up entering Origa's ears. "Dangerous you say!? The magic healing potion doesn't work, we have to apply other medicines ..." (Origa) "P-Please settle down. It is rare for the magic healing potion to not work, but I have heard of such occurrences. It was caused by some special constitution. There were even cases where its effectiveness had become weak and even had the opposite effect." (Doelgar) As Origa was emitting a threatening force as if snarling at him, Doelgar explained what he remembered. "Special ... constitution ..." (Kasha) There hasn't been a time when she had seen Hifumi getting injured before. Let alone a magic potion, she hasn't seen him even using a regular ointment. (If that's the case ...) (Kasha) As she told him to stop the bleeding at the very least, Kasha propped up Origa who had turned into a lifeless doll. She took Origa to her own office next door since they would just become a hindrance in the treatment. When Kasha's group left, Hifumi muttered after calming his breath, "Doelgar, you are unexpectedly skilful at acting." (Hifumi) "Not as great as Lord-sama. When I heard you came back with an arrow sticking inside you, I was seriously worried." (Doelgar) The sweat wasn't due to it being cold sweat but merely because of the heat. Due to the magic tool producing more heat than he had imagined, it apparently didn't end with getting sweaty but even scalded him. Having wiped off the sweat, Hifumi took out a magic potion bottle from his storage and roughly poured it on his shoulder. The wound closed itself quickly. "Quite the handy thing." (Hifumi) Shifting his shoulder, he confirms that there is no sense of discomfort left. "Good grief, this isn't the work of a civil official! At any rate, what was that failing magic healing potion that Origa-san opened?" (Doelgar) "It was simple water I filled in a bottle that had been used up before." (Hifumi) Doelgar, towards the pitiful Origa who had been completely deceived, with a shrug of his shoulders. He had acted out the drama as it had been dictated in the scripted play he had previously received from Caim. "However, why was it necessary to do something troublesome?" (Doelgar) "It's an experiment to see whether people really rush without thinking just because things are in the middle of advancing smoothly as often happens on the spur of the moment." (Hifumi) "Fuu~n ... I don't quite understand what people in a high position think about." (Doelgar) Without any particular interest, Doelgar gave a suiting answer while collecting the bottle and arrow that had fallen to the ground. At the same moment the magic tool that Pajou possesses should break as well. Before long the Third Knight Unit would raid this mansion. "Kasha. I want to be next to Hifumi-sama after all ..." (Origa) "No, you will become a nuisance during the medical treatment. Leaving that aside, is your foot alright?" (Kasha) Even while worrying about her, Kasha wanted to stop Origa leaving until things had somehow concluded. Thus she tightly grabbed her shoulder and forced her to sit on a chair. After being separated for five days, feeling the body beneath the robe, Kasha noticed that Origa had become slightly burly. Even though the time they had been apart hadn't been that long, she remembered her loneliness. "Since the reinforcements will also arrive soon, let's return to the capital once that person comes." (Kasha) "... That person?" (Origa) Origa's gaze, showing her sensing something, changed from the girlish face shaking with anxiety just before to something sharp she directed at an enemy. "Do you know someone from the reinforcements? Why does Kasha know something about them I am not aware of?" (Origa) Kasha wasn't able to retort anything towards that piercing look. Finally, after hesitating for a short while, Kasha decided to tell Origa everything and to take her along even if she had to do it by force. She looked directly into Origa's eyes. "Listen to me, Origa. Soon the Third Knight Unit will enter this mansion. And then, they ..." (Kasha) "... They are aiming at Hifumi-sama." (Origa) Once again Kasha was lost staying only silent. "I had been suspicious of you from the beginning. Although you should have stayed away after becoming scared of Hifumi-sama, you returned readily. Moreover your gaze kept following Hifumi-sama from time to time. That is a habit of Kasha while waiting and observing a monster looking for an opportunity. Since it didn't suit your normal self, I though that you were aiming for something ... but once we entered this room, you did something. It was something giving off the feel as if magic had been invoked." (Origa) "I was asked to inform Pajou if Hifumi was in danger. Well, it's not like I forgot about the favor I received by him picking me up, but that only happened because he purchased me by paying money! Origa, you have gradually become weird after meeting Hifumi! Think properly about it, Hifumi often does good things, but in reality, isn't he a criminal who murdered royalty?!" (Kasha) Losing her presence of mind, Kasha's voice became louder and louder. While watching the appearance of Kasha, who was rattling on, Origa stood up despite her light-headedness and took out a shuriken from within her bosom. "S-Stop ... Let us two hunt monsters happily together once again. There is no place for us in a world where killing people is the norm ..." (Kasha) "Draw your sword, Kasha. You have clearly become our enemy now." (Origa) It was the civil official slave Caim who went to greet Pajou's group storming into the mansion. Towards the group of more than 20 knights suddenly entering, although it got close to becoming a turmoil, Caim, donning his usual cool-headed nature and suppressed them by shouting [Don't increase my work!] with a threatening resounding voice. "You have been awaited." (Caim) Caim said to Pajou, who led the Knight Unit, without even lowering his head. "Awaited you say ..." (Pajou) "Of course, it means that the major of this city's territory, Hifumi-sama, welcomes you. I have heard from Hifumi-sama that you took upon yourself to come from the far away royal capital leading an army. Now, please head towards the office on the second floor. Please excuse my impoliteness, but it is a matter of involving the military affairs. Because we, the civil officials and staff, were ordered to not get close, please go on ahead to the upper floor." (Caim) Despite speaking politely, there wasn't even any expression of respect in his manner of speech. Without saying anything, Pajou's group left Caim's side. Neither Caim nor anyone else made a comment towards the matter of her entire Knight Unit having drawn their swords. "Was that alright?" (Brokra) Even as Brokra, being a civil official slave engaged in the accounting management alongside Caim, asked this uneasily, Caim only turned his look towards him blinking his eyes. "There is nothing good or bad about it. This place is the castle of that gentleman. That is already sufficient reason." (Caim) He thought about telling Brokra to return to his work if he understood, but seeing his discomposed state he couldn't find the right words for that. Looking up at the Knight Unit climbing the stairs in the direction of the second floor, he sorrowfully wondered whether he had to summon some soldiers to clean up again. "This is ..." (Pajou) Curious whether he had already died, Pajou approached timidly. In that moment Hifumi jumped up as if he was a monkey and treading on a knight in order to get over the group he landed in front of the door blocking their exit. "Yo, you're late." (Hifumi) "Wh-Why ... ?" (Pajou) "N~ The actors are bad and the stage is crude as well. Leaving that aside, hurry up and prepare your swords." (Hifumi) Like that Hifumi put his right foot in front into a stance with his legs in a L-shape remaining unarmed and pushed out both his swinging hands in front of him. "Do you plan to fight these numbers empty-handed? Rather than that, wouldn't it be more comfortable to get yourself arrested obediently?" (Pajou) Pretending to be calm Pajou spoke those words, but the moment she finished, Hifumi grabbed the neck of a male knight in a flash, drew him into his chest, and broke his neck. "It's not like you came here to gently persuade me, don't you agree? If you have the spare time to yap, then get over here quickly." (Hifumi) Throwing away the corpse of the knight, Hifumi said in ill-humor. "Although I don't know who came up with this farce, after taking over this troublesome post of feudal lord and enduring one hardship after another, this is the treatment I receive in the end. I even feel more amused than angry." (Hifumi) "You!!" The knight, swinging his sword alongside his yell, had his sword averted by Hifumi striking the lower part of his wrist and was brought down while having his neck detained. "The taste of killing them is bad. They should hone their skills properly." (Hifumi) Tossing away the sword soaked in blood, it lopped off the arm coming for a horizontal slash and, using his centrifugal force, he drove the knight into the wall. Now he was assaulted with swords by three knights at the same time, but avoiding the sword's path easily while walking forward, he kicked the back of the knee of one knight and twisted the kneeling knight's neck. Throwing the corpse at a knight, he grabbed the arm of another knight rushing towards him and knocking him down by pushing him with his hands he crushed the face, that was looking up, under his foot. Even the person, who was struggling being pinned down by the corpse, was killed in a similar manner of crushing the throat by stepping on it. While watching her colleagues being killed one by one just like that, Pajou took out a tiny iron pebble from within her pouch at her waist though she felt impatient. The second Hifumi was caught up in breaking the neck of the last knight, she threw the stone with all her might. "Oh" (Hifumi) Thrusting out his opponent holding him by his neck, the stone embedded itself into his face. Although the knight screamed due to the abrupt pain, his heart soon stopped beating as Hifumi immediately tread on his back with force. "You have a considerably good arm. But, the throwing motion has to be done even more casual. Otherwise it is too easily noticed." (Hifumi) "Thanks for the lecturing, even though it's coming from a hoodlum. Anyway, I didn't expect you to deal with the Knight Unit as easily as this ..." (Pajou) Hifumi took out his katana and drew it towards Pajou who had once again set up her sword. "I have received various favors from you. Therefore I will kill you instantly." (Hifumi) "I wonder whether it will be this simple." (Pajou) "If it doesn't end quickly, that will be something enjoyable." (Hifumi) The bright smile of Hifumi and his eyes filled with madness caused Pajou to grind her molars. As Hifumi broke into her range lightly thrusting at her, Pajou brushed off the katana from the side and cut at him in a flowing motion. Dodging the sword attack by retreating a half-step, Hifumi once again stepped forward while aiming at the crown of her head. Pajou jumped to the rear in a hurry. The downward swing of Hifumi's katana changed into a thrust and the katana's point approached her rapidly. When Pajou raised her face after avoiding the thrust by rolling over, there wasn't anyone in front of her eyes. "Eh?" (Pajou) She looked at the katana protruding from her breast. "Even at the time of evasion you shouldn't take off your eyes off your opponent." (Hifumi) , as Pajou thought that, her feelings mysteriously calmed down. "Ime ... raria ... sa, ma ..." (Pajou) Being separated from the katana by slipping down the blade, only a single line of tears could be seen on the face of the fallen Pajou. Getting rid off the blood with a paper, Hifumi returned the katana into its scabbard while cracking his neck.magic "She had splendid backbone to die staying still like that. Well, shall I go and see the situation over there." (Hifumi) Stepping over the dead bodies of the Knight Unit, Hifumi headed towards the room where Origa's group was.
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ๆต็Ÿณใซ้ฆฌใฎ่ถณใซใฏใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ไบŒไบบใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ€ๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ใจใฃใฆๆญฉใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฏใ€ๆž—ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใ€ๆ—ฅๅทฎใ—ใŒ็…งใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹่’้‡Žใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใซ่กŒใฃใฆใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ•ใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒใ€้ ญไธ€ใคใฏ่ƒŒใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใฏ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใชใ€‚่ฆ‹ใฆ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใ€ๆฝฐใ™ใ‹ใ€ใพใ‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใซๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œๆฝฐใ™ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ๅ‘†ใ‚Œ้ก”ใฎใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใฎใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅๅฏพๆ–นๅ‘ใฎไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญ? ่’้‡Žใซไธ€ไบบใงๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ€–ใใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€ๆ€–ใใฏ็„กใ„ใชใ€ ใ—ใ‚Œใฃใจ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏใƒ•ใƒณใ€ใจ้ผปใ‚’ๆ…ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ่€ณใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่™Žใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆ็‹ผใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใชใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰้›†ๅ›ฃใง่ฅฒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบบใ˜ใ‚ƒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็‹ผใฎ็ฃไบบใชใ‚‰ไฝ•ๅไบบใ‹ๆฎบใ—ใŸใžใ€‚่ฉฑใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‚ใ›ใšใซใ‚ณใ‚ฝใ‚ณใ‚ฝไป˜ใ„ใฆใใฆใ€ๆ•ฐไบบใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใง้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงๆฅใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚็‰‡ใฃ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰้ผปใ‚’ใถใฃใฆ่ปขใŒใ—ใฆใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’่ธใฟๆŠ˜ใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€ ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ€ไบบใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ่ฉฑใ›ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธๆฉŸๅซŒใใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใ”ใ„ใชใใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅ•้กŒใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ๅผฑ่‚‰ๅผท้ฃŸใฎ่’้‡Žใ‚’้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‰ฒใซใฏใ€ๅ’Œใ‚„ใ‹ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใฎใพใพใใฎๆ—ฅใฎๅค•ๆšฎใ‚Œใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎๆ–™็†ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ไธ‰ไบบใง่ผชใซใชใฃใฆ้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใƒผใƒˆใฏใ‚ใฎ่ตคใ„ๆžœๅฎŸใ ใ€‚ ๆžœๅฎŸใฎๅๅ‰ใฏโ€œใƒœใƒ€ใƒณโ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๅคšใใฎ็ฃไบบใŒๅฅฝใ‚“ใง้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใŒใ€็ถบ้บ—ใชๆฐดใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ—ใ‹ๅ‡บๆฅใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใŸใพใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ”้ฆณ่ตฐใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ‰ฑใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไปŠใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็„ก้€ ไฝœใซ็ฉใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใญใ€ ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ ใŒใ€ๅฃๅ‘จใ‚Šใฏๆžœๆฑใง็œŸใฃ่ตคใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆ้ฃŸในใชใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ„ๅœฐๆฑšใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚‚ใ€ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใฎใƒœใƒ€ใƒณใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใŒใ“ใผใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็†Šๆ—ใ‚„่ฑนๆ—ใฎใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’้€šใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ๅคงไบบใ—ใใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ๆˆฆใ„ใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ดใƒกใƒณใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใŠ่…นใŒ่†จใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ไฟƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใซๆŒŸใพใ‚ŒใŸ่’้‡Žใฏใ€ไธก็ซฏใฎไบบ้–“ใŒไฝใ‚€ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใปใฉใ€ๅผทใ„็จฎๆ—ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใซใชใ‚Šใ€ไธญๅคฎ้ƒจ็จ‹ๅผฑใ„็จฎๆ—ใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅทใ‚„ๆž—ใŒๅคšใใ€่‡ช็„ถใฎๆต่ฑŠใ‹ใชๆฑ่ฅฟใฎใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’ๆœ‰ๅŠ›ใช็ฃไบบใŒๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็†็”ฑใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒๅผฑใ„็ฃไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸๅ ดๅˆใ€ๆ•ใพใˆใฆๅฅด้šทใซใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅผฑใ„็จฎๆ—ใฏไบบ้‡Œใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็†็”ฑใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใพใงใฏใ€ใพใ ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๅฅฝใพใชใ„็จฎๆ—ใŒๅคšใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใซใฏๅฑ้™บใชใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใชใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๆกˆๅ†…ใฏใใ“ใพใงใงใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใฏๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ€ไบบใง่กŒใใ€ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ€‚ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏๅฝ“็„ถใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๅฏ‚ใ—ใใ†ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใงใŠๅˆฅใ‚Œใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ›ๆˆปใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซใฏ่’้‡Žใ‚’้€šใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚้‹ใŒใ‚ˆใ‘ใ‚ŒใฐใพใŸไผšใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใซ็†Šใ‚„่ฑนใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ›ใ„ใœใ„้ ‘ๅผตใ‚‹ใ“ใจใญใ€ ็ฌฌไธ€ใ€ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใฏไบบ้–“ใชใฎใซใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆฝฐใใ†ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ€ใ†ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅค‰ใชๅฅดใ€ ใ€Œ็†็”ฑใ‹ใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใช......ใ€ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่€ƒใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ๆ•ตใฏๆฝฐใ—ใฆๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ ใจใ„ใ†ๅคงๅ‰ๆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œๆ•ต? ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๅๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ไบบใชใ‚‰ๅฝ“็„ถใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ้•ใ†ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šๅฆๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€œๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‹ใ‚‰โ€ใฏ้…ใ„ใ€‚ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚Œใใ†ใ€ใงๆฎบใ™ใซใฏๅ……ๅˆ†ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟ่จ€ใˆใ€‚ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใงๅๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚็„กใๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ๅฆ‚ไฝ•ใซ้€Ÿใใ€ๆฎบใ™ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚’ๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้‡่ฆใชใ“ใจใ ใ€ ใŠๅ‰ใจๅŒใ˜ใ ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่žใ“ใˆใŸ้Ÿณใ‚’ๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ€้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใ‚’ไธ€็žฌใงๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็™–ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†? ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅˆคๆ–ญใŒ้…ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๆญปใซใคใชใŒใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ†......็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฏๆˆฆใ†ๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้€ƒใ’ใšใซๆฎบใ™ใ€‚้•ใ„ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒ่ฉฑใ™้–“ใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใตใจ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ๆˆฆใ†ๅŠ›ใฏๅฟ…่ฆใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซ?ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใฃใจ่จ€ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใใ‚‡ใจใ‚“ใจใ™ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰้›ใˆใฆ้ ญใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใงๆฎบใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎๅŠชๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใชใ€‚ๅˆฅใซไธ–ใฎไธญใฎๅฅดๅ…จๅ“กใŒๆญฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆ่€ƒใˆใฆใชใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆ•ตใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ๆˆฆใ†ๆฐ—ใŒใชใ„ใ€ๆˆฆใˆใชใ„ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅฅดใŒๅ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ‚„ใคใจๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้˜ฟๅ‘†ใฎๆฅตใฟใ ใชใ€‚่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ๆ•ตใซๅ›žใ—ใฆๆˆฆใ†ๆฐ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฅใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅธƒใ‚’ๆ•ทใ„ใฆๆจชใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€้ฆฌใ‚‚็œ ใ‚‹ไฝ“ๅ‹ขใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚‚่ชฐใ‹ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฅ็„กใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจ?ใ€ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็›ฎ็ทšใ‚‚ๅ‘ใ‘ใšใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ ใ€‚ๅ‘ฝใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใฏใ€ใ„ใคๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจๅธธใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใ ใ€ ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‚‚ๆญฉใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅฏใ‚ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใƒฌใƒ‹ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใฏไธๆ€่ญฐใช่€ƒใˆๆ–นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ใจใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ โ€œ้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ›ฝโ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ‰€ไปฅใฏใ€ใใฎๅ›ฝใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใฎๆˆใ‚Š็ซ‹ใกใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขๅใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅ…ฅๆคใ ใฃใŸใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ้–‹ๅ›ฝๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใฏๅ›ฝใจ่จ€ใ†ใซใฏใŠ็ฒ—ๆœซใชๆ‘ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ้˜ฒๅฃใ‚’็ฏ‰ใใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใซใคใ„ใฆใใŸๅนณๆฐ‘ใŸใกใ‚‚ๆฌก็ฌฌใซ่พฒๆฅญใ‚„็‹ฉ็ŒŸใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใ€็™พๅนดใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹้ ƒใซใฏๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆใฎๅˆถๅบฆใ‚‚ๆ•ดใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅปบๅ›ฝๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใฎ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใŒ็›ธๅฝ“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใจๅฏพ็ญ‰ใซๆธกใ‚Šๅˆใ†ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ๅนพๅบฆใจใชใ่ฅฒใ„ๆฅใ‚‹็ฃไบบใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆ’ƒ้€€ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฎไธญใงๆœ€ใ‚‚ๅœฐไฝใฎ้ซ˜ใ„่€…ใŒ็Ž‹ใจใชใ‚Šใ€ไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใจใ—ใฆๆ”ฏ้…ไฝ“ๅˆถใ‚’ๅฝขไฝœใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ›ฝใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅคงใใช่ก—ใŒไธ€ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€้ซ˜ใ„ๅฃใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸ่ก—ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ่พฒๅœฐใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฎŸๅŠ›่ฑŠใ‹ใช้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ๆœŸใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฏ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใฆๅพ“ใ‚ใ›ใ€ๅŠดๅƒๅŠ›ใจใ—ใฆไฝฟๅฝนใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ใฐ้–‹ๆ‹“ใจใ„ใ†่‹ฆ่กŒใซใ‚‚็ญ‰ใ—ใ„ๅŠดๅƒใซๅพ“ไบ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅนณๆฐ‘ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฑ้™บใชไฝœๆฅญใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ใใซ้ฃŸใน็‰ฉใ‚‚ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใซไฝฟใ„ๆจใฆใซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅฟƒใ‚’ๆ…ฐใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€็พๅœจใงใ‚‚็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใฆๅฅด้šทใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅˆถๅบฆใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใฃใ€‚ใ‚ฌใ‚ญใ—ใ‹ใ„ใญใ‡ใ‹ใ€ ้ฆฌใ‚’้ง†ใ‚‹็”ทใฏใ€้Žงใ‚’ใ‚ฌใƒใƒฃใ‚ฌใƒใƒฃใจ้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ”พใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€็ฐก็ด ใช้ฉ้Žงใซๆงใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŽ็ฉซ็„กใ—ใงๅธฐใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏใƒžใ‚ทใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๅˆ†ใ ใจไฟบใฎๆˆ็ธพใซ้Ÿฟใใชใ€ ็”ทใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ…ˆใฏใ€่ฆ†ใ„ใฎ็„กใ„่ทๅฐใ‚’ๅผ•ใไบŒ้ ญ็ซ‹ใฆใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ทๅฐใฎไธŠใซใฏ้‰„่ฃฝใฎๆชปใŒไน—ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไธญใงใฏไบŒไบบใฎๅฐๆŸ„ใช็ฃไบบใŒใใฃใŸใ‚ŠใจๆจชใŸใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸใ€่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎๅ…„ๅฆนใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นๆง˜ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใฏ็ฃไบบใŒใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€ใจ่žใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฏ่ก—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใพใ‚Š่ก—ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒๅฏพๅฟœใงใใชใ„ใปใฉๅผทใ„็ฃไบบใŒๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆ…Ž้‡ใซ่กŒใ‹ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้–‹ๅ›ฝใฎ้ ƒใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€็†Šใ‚„่™Žใฎ็ฃไบบใจใ‚‚ๆธกใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใŸใใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฏ็œ‰ๅ”พใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠใฎใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒณใƒ†ใซใ„ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใงใฏใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใช็ฃไบบ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใฏ1ๅฏพ1ใงใ‚‚ไบ’่ง’ใซๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ…......ใ€ ใ†ใ‚ใๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€็›ฎใ‚’่ฆšใพใ—ใŸใฎใฏๆชปใฎไธญใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏใ€ ใ€Œ็›ฎใŒ่ฆšใ‚ใŸใ‹ใ€‚ๅคงไบบใ—ใใ—ใฆใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰็ฃใฎไฝๅ‡ฆใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใšใฃใจใ„ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซไฝใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใ„ใ„ใƒขใƒณใ‚‚้ฃŸใˆใ‚‹ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงไบบใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚ใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฏ็›ฎใงๅจๅœงใ‚’ใ—ใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏๆชปใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ›ใจๅ–šใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณใคใ‘ใฆใ€ๆœชใ ใซๆ„่ญ˜ใŒ็„กใ„ๅฅณใฎๅญใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’็ชใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ„็„กใๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้€šใ‚Šใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏๅฃใ‚’้–‰ใ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™ใ‹ใซใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใใฃใกใฎใƒกใ‚นใ‚ฌใ‚ญใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจ็ชใใ ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰้ป™ใฃใฆใ‚ใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฏ่จ€ใ„ๆจใฆใ€้€ฒ่กŒๆ–นๅ‘ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ™ใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅ‰ๆ–นใฎๆœจ้™ฐใซ็†Š็ฃไบบใฎๅญไพ›ใŒไธ€ไบบใ€้š ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ๅนธๅ…ˆใŒใ„ใ„ใชใ€‚ใพใŸใ‚ฌใ‚ญใ ใŒใ€้ ญๆ•ฐใฏๆƒใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ™ใงใซๆ•ใพใˆใŸๆฐ—ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฎๆŒ‡็คบใงใ€ใใ‚ใ‚Šใใ‚ใ‚Šใจๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ็†Š็ฃไบบใธใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€‚ ๆงๅ…ˆใ‚’็†Š็ฃไบบใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ€ใ‚ใจๆ•ฐๆญฉใงๆŽฅ่งฆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†่ท้›ขใพใง้€ฒใ‚“ใ ็žฌ้–“ใ€ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใ ! ้€ƒใ’ใ‚ใ‰ใŠใŠใŠ!ใ€ ๆชปใฎไธญใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใŒใ€็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใŒๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใŒใ€็†Šใฎๅญไพ›ใฏๆ—ขใซ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ่ตทใๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ™ใ่ฟ‘ใใพใง่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใŸไบบ้–“ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใฃ! ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅ›ฒใ‚ใ€‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ๅ‚ทใƒขใƒŽใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‹ใพใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ ็†Š็ฃไบบใฏใคใถใ‚‰ใช็žณใซๅฐใ•ใชไธธใ„่€ณใŒๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅฅณใฎๅญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ‰‹่ถณใซๅ‚ทใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใŒ่‰ฏใ„็ฃไบบใฎๅจ˜ใฏใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎ้œ€่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ‰‹้–“ใ‹ใ‘ใ•ใ›ใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆใ€ใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฎ็œผๅ‰ใงใ€ๆŒ‡็คบใซๅพ“ใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘่ถณใง่ท้›ขใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ็ช็„ถๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ !?ใ€ ใ†ใ‚ใŸใˆใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€่บซ้•ท3mใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎใ€ๅทจๅคงใช็†Š็ฃไบบใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็กฌใใ†ใชๆฏ›ใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใŸๅคชใ„ไธกๆ‰‹ใซใฏๅคชใๅŠ›ๅผทใ„ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใซๅˆ†ๅŽšใๅฐ–ใฃใŸ็ˆชใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ใ‚€ใๅ‡บใ—ใซใชใฃใŸ็‰™ใฏๆ€’ใ‚Šใซ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใ‚! ไฟบใฎๅจ˜ใ‚’็‹™ใ†ใชใžใ€่จฑใ•ใ‚“!ใ€ ๅทจไฝ“ใซไผผๅˆใ‚ใฌไฟŠๆ•ใ•ใงๅ…ตๅฃซใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใใจใ€็ ด่ฃ‚้Ÿณใจๅ…ฑใซๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ้ฆ–ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŠใŒ็„กใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚Šๆฎบใ—ใ€็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆงใ‚’ๆญฏใงๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ€่นดใ‚ŠใŒๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ่…นใ‚’ใถใกๆŠœใใ€‚ ๅ†…่”ตใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใฆ็—™ๆ”ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€็†Š็ฃไบบใฏใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใพใงๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฏ็ด ๆ—ฉใๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€้ฆฌใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใใ“ใญใŸ็†Š็ฃไบบใฎ็ˆชใŒใ€้ฆฌใฎ่„‡่…นใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่ฃ‚ใใ€ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ปขใŒใฃใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’ใจใ‚Šใ€้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ใ™ใ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใพใง็†ŠใŒ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่…•ใ‚’ๅ‰ฃใง้˜ฒใใ€‚ ไฝ•ใจใ‹ๆญขใ‚ใŸใŒใ€่กๆ’ƒใงๅทฆ่…•ใซ็—›ใฟใŒ่ตฐใ‚Šใ€ๆŠ˜ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฏ็›ดๆ„Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่…•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ไธ€ๆœฌใงๆจชใชใŽใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†ใ€‚ ็†Š็ฃไบบใฎ่ƒธใ‚’ใ‹ใ™ใ‚Šใ€ๆต…ใ„ๅ‚ทใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆง‹ใ‚ใšๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่…•ใ‚’้€™ใ†้€™ใ†ใฎไฝ“ใงๆฝœใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฟใ‘ใใ“ใญใŸๅˆ†ใ€้ ฌใ‚’ใ–ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใซๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ–ใพใซๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅ‰ฃใฏใ€็†Š็ฃไบบใฎ่„‡ใซๆ›ดใซๅ‚ทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅฅฎ้—˜ใ‚‚ใใ“ใพใงใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎใ‘ใžใฃใฆ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸ็†Š็ฃไบบใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพๅณ่ถณใงใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฎ่‚ก้–“ใ‚’ๅผทใ‹ใซ่นดใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๅคงใใช่ถณใฎใคใพๅ…ˆใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฎๆ€ฅๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆฝฐใ—ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ๅฃฐใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ›ใชใ„็จ‹ใฎ็—›ใฟใงๅœฐ้ขใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚นใฏใ‚ใฃใ‘ใชใ่ธใฟๆฝฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซ?!ใ€ ไธ€้ƒจๅง‹็ต‚ใ‚’ๆ€ฏใˆใชใŒใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸ็†Š็ฃไบบใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใŒ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ•ใฃใใพใงใฎๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใฉใ“ใธใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€็”ทใฏๅ„ชใ—ใ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใฟใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎๆ–นใ“ใๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ชใƒซใƒฉใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅญใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ‘ใŸใฎใ€ ใ€Œใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใ‚ใฎๅฃฐใงๆฐ—ใฅใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ€ ๆชปใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ๆ ผๅญใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใจๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹‡ๆฐ—ใ‚ใ‚‹่กŒๅ‹•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใŠใ‹ใ’ใงไฟบใฎๅจ˜ใŒๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ€ ็”ทใฏใ‚ตใƒซใ‚ฐใจๅไน—ใ‚Šใ€่™Žใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆๆชปใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ™ใจใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’ๅ„ชใ—ใๆŠฑใˆใฆๅŠฉใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ......ใ€ ๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏใ€ๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑบใ—ใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‚ใ€ใŠใ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใฟใŸใ„ใซๅผทใใชใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ—ฅใ€…ใฎๆ”ฟๅ‹™ใซๅฟ™ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–ฐใŸใชๅฅณ็Ž‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ…ƒใธใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝ่จชๅ•ใฎๆ—ฅ็จ‹ใ‚’ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ๆ›ธ้ขใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ…จใ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฏ้ ˜ๅœฐใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚ŠใŒ่‡ช็”ฑใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ไธๆ–‡ๅพ‹ใจใ—ใฆ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹้š›ใซใฏๅฑŠๅ‡บใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๅ…ฅใฃใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚’ใ€็Ž‹ใŒๅ‘ผใณใคใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใจใ€ไป–ๆ„ใŒใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’็คบใ™ใŸใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰? ไธ€ไฝ“่ชฐใŒๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่’้‡Žใธใจ้•ทใ„ๆ—…ใซๅ‡บใŸใ“ใจใฏใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎใฟใชใ‚‰ใšๅนณๆฐ‘ใซใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚ŒๆธกใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€้•ทๅนดไบบ้–“ใจๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็ฃไบบใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใซๅ˜่บซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€ใจๆ–ฐใŸใชไผ่ชฌใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅธ‚ไบ•ใฎไบบใ€…ใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹้ƒฝ่จชๅ•ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฎๅฅฅๆ–นใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใชใ€ ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸๅฎฐ็›ธใฎใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซๅ†ท้™ใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใธใฎ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใ‚’ๅธŒๆœ›ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€็งใซใพใงๅŒๅธญใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใŠใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ‚“ใชใ”็”จใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใใ“ใพใงใฏ่จ˜่ผ‰ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใฒใญใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ ใŒใ€่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใ€ใจไบˆๅฎšใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใง?ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅฅฅๆง˜ใงใ™ใ€‚็„ก็ขใซใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ„ๆ€ใงใ‚ใ‚Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใงใ‚ใ‚Œใ€็›ฎ็š„ใฏ็›ดๆŽฅ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใŠใใซ่ถŠใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏ้ ทใใ€ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ๅฑ…ใฆใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใชใใฆใ‚‚ๅฟƒ้…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ไบบใงใ™ใญ......ใ€‚ไปŠ้ ƒใฏใ€่’้‡Žใฎใฉใ“ใงๆšดใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ใจใฆใ‚‚ใงใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€่’้‡Žใง้‡Žๅž‚ใ‚Œๆญปใซใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆƒณๅƒใฏใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ก”ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€้šๅˆ†ๅ‰ใซๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸใ€ๅฅด้šทใ ใฃใŸ้ ƒใฎใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ไฝ•ใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฑ…ใชใ„้–“ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใ€้™ใ‹ใซใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใจๅˆ‡ใซ้ก˜ใ†ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Hifumi, who walks holding the reins matching the two beastgirls that can't follow the pace after all, leaves the forest and advances into the blazing sun of the wastelands. "So, what are you going to do once you reach the human country?" (Helen) Helen looks up at Hifumi, who's a head taller than her. "First I will have a look. After looking? I will crush it? Well, I will decide it at that time." (Hifumi) "Crush it, you say..." (Helen) Watching Helen's stunned expression, Reni continued her words with a wry smile, "Hifumi-san, you came from a human country in the other direction, right? Aren't you afraid to travel the wastelands by yourself?" (Reni) "Correct, I'm not afraid." (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi replying nonchalantly, Helen shakes her ears and leaks a snort through her nose. "Unlike with the tigers, how did it work out with the wolves? As it seems that they come attacking in groups, isn't it impossible for a single person to oppose them?" (Helen) "If it's wolf beastmen, I killed several tens of them. Sneakily following me without even striking up a conversation, several of them came plunging at me. Rolling on the ground after having their noses systematically beaten, I stepped on their necks and broke them." (Hifumi) "Aren't these fellows able to speak human language?" Hifumi says seemingly pouting. "How amazing." (Reni) "Though I don't think that's the issue here..." (Helen) Compared to advancing through the wastelands, where it's survival of the fittest, they welcome the evening of that day in a relaxed mood. With Hifumi taking out several dishes from within his storage, the three of them eat their dinner in a circle. Their dessert is that red fruit. Apparently it is called by the name "Bodan." Many beastmen like to eat it, but since it can't be found anywhere but at places with clear water, they apparently treat it as a feast once they stumble upon it occasionally. Currently those are casually being piled up in front of the girls. "They are delicious, after all." (Reni) Reni laughs delightfully, but the area around her mouth is bright red with fruit juice. "Eat them in a bit more refined manner. You are a glutton." (Helen) Even as Helen says so, she spills a smile due to having bodan after a long time. "From tomorrow on we will pass through the areas of the bear and leopard tribes, however... stay docile, okay? I'd like you to excuse us from getting involved in your fights." (Helen) Once her stomach bulged, Helen called out to Hifumi. The wastelands, which are in-between the human countries, have the areas of the strong tribes at the outer edges, fairly close to the locations where humans live on both sides of the wastelands, and the centre of the wastelands, which are inhabited by the weaker tribes. At the edges there are many forests and rivers. But, although there is also the reason of the nature being abundant in the east and west controlled by the strong beastmen, there is likewise the reason that the weaker tribes avoid human habitations, because in case humans discover one of them there are cases of them being caught as slaves. "Up to this point there are still many tribes, like us, who don't like to fight, but tomorrow we will enter a dangerous area." (Helen) "I see. Well, then it's fine with you guiding just that far. Once you tell me the direction to head for afterwards, I will go by myself." (Hifumi) Hifumi consented easily with her. Even though Helen showed a facial expression that it was only natural, Reni had a lonely look. "Then tomorrow will be goodbye?" (Reni) "I will have to pass through the wastelands on my way back anyway. We might meet again if you have good luck." (Hifumi) "Humph. Before that, do your best to not get killed by the bears and leopards." (Helen) "In the first place", Helen continued, "I wonder why a human like you wants to crush a human country? You are a weirdo." (Helen) "A reason, huh? Let me see..." (Hifumi) Pondering about it for a while, Hifumi shook his head. "To put it simply, since I have the principle that it's just normal to crush an enemy, that's the way it is." (Hifumi) "Enemy? Isn't it only natural for humans to fight back, if they are attacked?" (Reni) "No, it's different from that." (Hifumi) He quickly denies Reni's words. is too late. There's plenty reason to kill them, if they appear as if they want to attack." (Hifumi) "Isn't that slightly... excessive?" "Don't say such foolishness. You might get killed without the time to counter-attack after getting attacked. It's important to decide whether to kill or not as fast as possible." (Hifumi) "You are the same", Hifumi points at Helen. "I am?" (Helen) "Don't you have the habit of judging in an instant whether you should run away once you determined a sound you heard? If you were just a little bit late in your judgement, that would lead to your death." (Hifumi) "Uhh... certainly." (Helen) "Because I have the power to fight, I kill without fleeing. That's the only difference there is." (Hifumi) In the time while Hifumi was talking to Helen, Reni brooded over something, but suddenly lifting her head, she stared at Hifumi. "Strength to fight is necessary after all?" (Reni) "Not really?" (Hifumi) The two girls stare blankly due to Hifumi saying this forthrightly. "If you want to fight, you train and use your head, though you might have to put in great and desperate efforts to kill. I don't particularly believe that everyone in this world should possess military power." (Hifumi) "However, you say to kill if it's an enemy..." "It's only me who does this. For a fellow, who knows they can't fight or has no interest in fighting, it is the height of idiocy to oppose someone they can't win against. If you feel like making an enemy out of someone and fight them, you probably shouldn't complain about getting killed either." (Hifumi) With these words Hifumi lies down on the spread-out cloth. Before anyone noticing, even the horse had entered a pose of sleeping. "... If that's the case, you wouldn't complain, if you someone were to kill you, either?" (Reni) Hifumi answered Reni's words, she told as a tease, without turning his sight towards her. "Of course. Above it being the giving and taking of life, it's just natural for me to always think that it's fine even if I die any time." (Hifumi) "Go sleep quickly as we will walk tomorrow, too", Hifumi shut his eyes. Reni and Helen, who looked at each other, were confused about the strange ways of human thinking. The reason it was called "Knight Country" was that this nation, Swordland, originated from a knight order, which became alienated from Orsongrande and had immigrated. At the time of founding the nation it was a poor village, but by building a sturdy bulwark, the commoners, who followed the knights, began to gradually get familiar with hunting and farming. It took a century for it to establish the system of a nation. Above all, with the knight order from the time of founding possessing considerable might, far from being able to equally compete with the beastmen, they completely repelled the beastmen, who came to attack, on countless occasions. The person with the highest position among the knights becomes king and each of the other knights supports the king as nobles. That's the shape of the governmental system. Although it might be called a nation, it is nothing more but a single, large city. With the centre of the city being surrounded by high walls, the circumference had agricultural land spreading out. The knights, with their great might, captured beastmen at the time they saw them, had them obey and chose to employ them as labour force. The commoners, who originally likewise engaged in the mortifying manual labour of reclaiming the wastelands, were comforted in their hearts by watching the beastmen doing more dangerous work than themselves and being discarded after abusing them without even giving them proper food. And even now the system of catching and enslaving beastmen still exists. "Tsk. Ain't there anythin' but brats?" Spurring on his horse, the man spit out while his armour made clinking sounds. The soldiers, who are in the vicinity, are cautious of their surroundings wearing plain leather armours and spears. "It's still better than returning without results, but at this rate it will effect my records." There was a two-horse cart pulling a load-carrying tray without cover at the place the man turned his sight to. On top of the load-carrying tray an iron-made cage is placed. Within there are two small, completely exhausted beastmen. It's the older brother and younger sister, who met Hifumi. "Andrus-sama, there are no beastmen in the surroundings." Due to the soldier asking whether they should move on, the man called Andrus decided to split away from the city a bit further. Since there's the possibility of strong beastmen appearing, to the degree that they wouldn't be able to deal with them, if they separated from the city too far, they have to be careful in their movements. The knights from the time of founding the nation apparently fought with the bear and tiger beastmen, but Andrus believes this to be a tale. For the knights, who are currently in Swordland, it's doubtful whether they could equally fight 1-on-1 against beastmen, who are strong in combat. "Uuhh..." It's the young tigerboy raising a moan as he wakes up within the cage. "Th-This place is..." "Did ya snap outta it? If ya stay obedient, ya will be able ta keep living in a far nicer place than yer animal dwelling. Ya will even be able ta eat da good stuff." (Andrus) "Therefore, be nice", Andrus intended to coerce him with his gaze, but the tigerboy began to shout to let him out of the cage. Calling a single soldier, he ordered him to thrust the sword at the still not conscious tigergirl.magic As the soldier did it without a single shred of hesitation, the tigerboy shut his mouth. "If ya ain't quiet, I will kill dat female brat over there and not ya. She will be simply stabbed from outside." (Andrus) "Shut yer trap, if ya get it", Andrus says over his shoulders and returns his gaze towards the direction of their travel. Thereupon he discovered a single bearchild sleeping visibly hidden in the shades of the trees ahead. "Oh, whatcha great omen. Though it's a brat once again, da quota had been reached." (Andrus) By the order of Andrus, who felt like having already caught it, the soldiers slowly and quietly approach the bearchild. The instant a soldier, who turned his spearhead towards the bearchild, advanced to a distance where he could touch it after a few steps, "It's the humans! Run awaaaaay!" The tigerboy within the cage shouted with all his strength. Although Andrus raised his voice in anger, the bearchild, who had already lifted its head after waking up, has been surprised in noticing the humans, who had approached right next to it. "Tsk. Surround it quickly! I don' even mind, if it has a few injuries here n' there." (Andrus) The bearchild was a girl, who had cute, rotund eyes and small, round ears. Even if her hands and legs had wounds, there will be demand for a beargirl with such a nice appearance. "It will be well worth the time", before the eyes of Andrus, who mumbled that, a single soldier, who tried to shorten the distance by running fast upon his order, was abruptly blown away. "What is it!?" In front of the panicking solders' eyes a gigantic bear with a height of above 3 m stood in the way in order to protect the beargirl. Having grown tough-looking fur, it possesses thick, sharp claws on the powerful, fat fingers on both paws. It is trembling in rage baring its fangs. "Human trash! I won't permit you targeting my daughter!" Closing in on a soldier with a nimbleness that doesn't fit its large build, everything above the soldier's neck was gone with an explosive sound once it waved its right paw. In addition to beating the soldiers, who approached closer, to death, the bearman catches the thrust-out spear with his teeth and hits a soldier's belly with a kick. At the time the soldier, who vomited out his intestines with spasms, collapsed, the bearman came in front of Andrus. Andrus, quickly drawing his sword, jumped off the horse. Although the bearman's claws fail to seize Andrus, the horse's flank is torn up and it raises a shriek. Taking a distance by rolling on the ground, the bearman had already approached immediately before his eyes when he lifted his head. He protects himself against the downward-swung arms with his sword. Even though he managed to stop them somehow, a pain travels through his left arm due to the impact and it broke. Andrus knew that by instinct. At the moment the bearman raised his arms overhead once more, Andrus swings his sword sweeping sideways with only his right hand. Grazing the chest of the bearman, he inflicts a shallow wound, but without minding he evades the swung arms by scurrying. He was cut deeply at a part of his face that failed to avoid it, however Andrus hasn't the leeway to worry about that right now. The sword of Andrus, who finished getting up in a sorry mess, inflicted yet another wound at the flank of the bearman. But, Andrus' hard struggle ended at that point. The bearman, who took an evasive stance by bending back, severely kicked the nether region of Andrus with his right foot as is. The large paws of his foot smash Andrus' crotch and sink further into him. Falling to the ground with such a pain that he can't even leak a voice, the bearman quickly crushed Andrus underfoot and thus he died. "Fuu..." "Dad, are you alright?" Once the beargirl rushed over seeing it all from the beginning to the end while being scared, the bearman showed a gentle smile making his expression of rage from before a lie. "Yea, of course. You have no injuries, Olra?" "I'm fine. I noticed them before they could hurt me since that kid called out to me." (Olra) "Which reminds me, I was made aware of the situation by that voice as well." The bearman, who approached the cage, grabbed the iron grid and burst it open with all his strength. "It was a courageous act. Thanks to it, my daughter was saved. You have my thanks." The bearman, calling himself Salgu, pulled out the tigerboy from the cage and helped out with the unconscious tigergirl by gently carrying her. "Umm..." Watching the battle, the tigerboy, who was dumbfounded until he was saved, resolves himself and speaks. "Yea?" (Salgu) "Will I also be able to become as strong as mister?" It was a letter for Imeraria, who is the new Queen and very busy with the daily governmental affairs, reporting the schedule of the royal capital's visit delivered by Fokalore. Although a noble has the liberty of leaving and entering a territory, there is an unwritten rule to send a notice before entering the capital, albeit that was completely ignored by Hifumi. It's for the sake of showing that a noble, who entered the capital, has no ulterior motive, even if there are also cases of them being summoned by the king. "From Fokalore? Just who the heck is coming here?" (Imeraria) Not only the nobles but even the commoners knew very well about Hifumi having left for a long journey towards the wastelands to fight by himself against the beastmen, who opposed mankind for a long time. It has become a commonly repeated topic among the townspeople as the start of a new legend. "It appears to be Earl Tohno's wife, who is coming for a visit of the royal capital." (Adol) Prime Minister Adol, who read the documents, calmly replied to Imeraria's question. "Apparently she is hoping for an audience with you, Your Majesty. Moreover she is even requesting my presence." (Adol) "Origa-san, is it...? However, just what kind of business does she have with us?" (Imeraria) "Well, the notice doesn't explain that far." (Adol) Imeraria cocked her head in puzzlement for a while, but considering it inevitable, she issued instructions in order to prepare the arrangements. "Is it fine?" (Adol) "She is Hifumi-sama's wife. It's impossible to ignore her. Besides, it's probably better to directly confirm whether her aim is for her own purposes or upon Hifumi-sama's instruction." (Imeraria) "I see", Adol nodded and left the office. "Really, he is a person who causes worries no matter whether he is here or not... I wonder where in the wastelands he is currently rampaging about." (Imeraria) Although it wasn't by all means, she wasn't able to imagine him dying a dog's death in the wastelands. And, simultaneously with Hifumi's face, she recalled Origa's face at the time they met quite a while ago when she was still a slave. "... What is she really aiming for?" (Imeraria) If possible, Imeraria was earnestly hoping to lead a quiet life at least for the period Hifumi wasn't there.
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104.To Feel The Fire ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้›ปๆ’ƒ็š„ใช้€ฒๆ”ปใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธใฎไฝตๅ‘‘ใฎๅพŒใ€ๅคงใใชๆททไนฑใ‚‚ใชใไบบใ€…ใฏใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎๆ—ฅใ€…ใ‚’้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŸใกใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆ•ฐๅใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไปฅๅค–ใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใพใง้€šใ‚Šใซ้‹ๅ–ถใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ”ฏ้ƒจใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒฌใ‚ทใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎใพใพๅœจ็ฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใธๅธๅŽใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎไธญใซใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅชšใ‚’ๅฃฒใฃใฆไฟ่บซใ‚’ๅ›ณใฃใŸใจ้™ฐๅฃใ‚’ๅฉใ่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๆ™‚ไปฃใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็”ŸๆดปใŒๅ‘ไธŠใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ไบบใ€…ใŒๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹้ ƒใซใฏใ€ใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸๅ™‚่ฉฑใ‚‚ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๅŽใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใƒฌใ‚ทใฏๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆทฑๅˆปใชๆ‚ฉใฟใซ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ…......ใ€ ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใฎไธŠใซ็ฉใฟไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่จผ่จ€ใ‚„ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ•ใŒๅ–ใ‚Šใพใจใ‚ใŸ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ ใใฎๅคšใใฏใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆ†ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚„็ฒ็‰ฉใฎๆจชๅ–ใ‚Šใชใฉใ€ๆ—ฅๅธธ่Œถ้ฃฏไบ‹ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰ใ‚ไบ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆ†ใ‘ใŸๆ›ธ้กžใซ่จ˜่ผ‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใซ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒ็„กใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ๆ›ฐใใ€่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„้ญ”็‰ฉใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ›ฐใใ€ใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใŒ้€šๅธธใ‚ˆใ‚ŠใตใŸๅ›žใ‚ŠไปฅไธŠๅคงใใชๅ€‹ไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ๆ›ฐใใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ็พคใ‚ŒใŒๆธ›ใ‚Šใ€ๅผทใ„ๅ€‹ไฝ“ใŒๅข—ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ†ใช......ใ€ ใƒฌใ‚ทใฏ็™ฝใ„ใƒ’ใ‚ฒใ‚’ใ•ใ™ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒญใ‚ปใƒผใƒซใฏใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใˆใฐไบบๅฃใŒๅคšใ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎไธ€ใคใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ๅ›ฝใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธใฎไธญ็ถ™ๅœฐใจใ—ใฆๅคงๅค‰ใช็™บๅฑ•ใถใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ญท่ก›ใจใ—ใฆๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚‚ๅข—ใˆใŸใ€‚ ไบบใŒๅคšใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใปใฉ้ญ”็‰ฉใฏ็„ถ็จ‹ๅผทใใฏใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŸใกใฎๅ…ฑ้€š่ช่ญ˜ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”็‰ฉใŒ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใŒๅผฑใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซไบบใŒ่ก—ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ไปŠๆ›ด่ชฐใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซใใ†ใ„ใ†็Šถๆณใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ๆ€ฅ้€Ÿใซใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใ€ใƒฌใ‚ทใฏๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‹ใ‚‰่ชญใฟๅ–ใฃใŸ็พ็Šถ่ช่ญ˜ใ ใ€‚ไธ€่ˆฌๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใ‚„ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ใใฎใ‚คใƒฌใ‚ฎใƒฅใƒฉใƒผใช้ญ”็‰ฉใซ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ็Š ็‰ฒ่€…ใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ›ฝใ‹ใ€ไป–ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ่ซ‹ใ™ในใใ‹ใ€ใจใƒฌใ‚ทใŒๆฑบๆ–ญใ‚’่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ€ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎ้ŸณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ฅใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎ็”ทๆ€ง่ทๅ“กใŒๅ…ฅๅฎคใ—ใ€ไผš้‡ˆใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎไฝฟใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆ–นใŒใŠ่ฆ‹ใˆใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ 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ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใฏใพใฃใŸใไธๅฏงใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ใˆใฆ่งฆใ‚Œใšใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒฌใ‚ทใ€‚ใพใšใฏโ€œๅˆบๆฟ€ใ—ใชใ„ใ“ใจโ€ใŒๆœ€ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใžใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใธใŠๆŽ›ใ‘ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†!ใ€ ็ด ็›ดใซๅบงใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใ€ไธ€็คผใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ€…ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใŸใฃใŸใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ€‚็ซ‹ใกไฝ็ฝฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซ้‡้Žฎใจ่ฃœไฝๅฎ˜ใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใจๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆง˜ๅญใŒใ€ใ™ในใฆใ‚’ใถใกๅฃŠใ—ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ด…่Œถใงใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ ใƒฌใ‚ทใŒๆ‰‹ใšใ‹ใ‚‰็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใƒฌใ‚ทใฎๆ–นใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใง็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ™่จˆใช็–‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆŒใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅพ—็ญ–ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใžใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใƒฏใ‚ทใซไฝ•ใ‹ใŠ่ฉฑใงใ™ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจ......้ญ”็‰ฉใฎใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ๅ†…ๅฟƒใ€ๅ‹•ๆบใ‚’ใ—ใŸใƒฌใ‚ทใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€้•ทๅนดใฎ็ตŒ้จ“ใงใ†ใพใ้š ใ™ใ“ใจใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”็‰ฉใ€ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใƒฏใ‚ทใ‚‰ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎไธปใชๆจ™็š„ใงใ™ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใงใ€ๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใŒ็„กใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸไบ‹......ใ€ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใงใ€้ ญ็—›ใฎ็จฎใจใ—ใฆๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆ›ธ้กžใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ˜ใฃใใ‚Š่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใฏไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅผทใ„้ญ”็‰ฉใŒๅข—ใˆใŸใจใ‹ใ€่žใ„ใฆใชใ„?ใ€ ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใ€ใจ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใŸใƒฌใ‚ทใฏใ€ใใฃใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅ‰ใซๅบƒใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚„ใ€ๅ‡ถๆšดๅŒ–ใ€ๅทจไฝ“ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒใ‚ใŒใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใƒฏใ‚ทใจใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅฏพ็ญ–ใซๅ›ฐใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ—ใฆใชใ€ ใ•ใฃใจๆ›ธ้กžใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพๅพŒใ‚ใฎใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใธใจๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฎ่ตคใ„็žณใŒใ€้ฃ›ใถใ‚ˆใ†ใช้€Ÿใ•ใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’่ชญใฟๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตๆง˜ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š?ใ€ ไธปๅพ“ใŒ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒฌใ‚ทใฏใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ€ใ”ๅญ˜็Ÿฅใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใ‹ใ‚‰ใ”่ชฌๆ˜Žใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏใ€ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใƒฌใ‚ทใธใจ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…จๅœŸใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚„ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซใ‚‚ใ€ๅŒๆง˜ใฎ็ŠถๆณใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ้ฉšใใƒฌใ‚ทใซใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏๅ…จใฆใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใงใฏใชใใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใŒ็‹ฌ่‡ชใซ่ชฟๆŸปใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏ่‹ฑ้›„ๆฎฟใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ๆ…ง็œผใจใ„ใ†ไป–ใชใ„ใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏ็ดฐใ‹ใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅ…จใฆใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅ‹•ใ„ใŸ็ตๆžœใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ใ€ใใ“ใซใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ๅŠใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟ…่ฆใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใฎๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆ›ธใๅ†™ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅฑŠใ‘ใ•ใ›ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅฟ…่ฆใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ†…ๅฎนใฏๅคงไฝ“่ฆšใˆใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€้‡่ฆใชใŠ่ฉฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......ไผบใ„ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’็ฝฎใใ€ๅฑ…ไฝใพใ„ใ‚’ใŸใ ใ—ใŸใƒฌใ‚ทใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•่€…ใ‹ใŒใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’ๅผทๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็–‘ใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉๅบƒ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใซๆธกใ‚Šใ€ใ‹ใคๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅ•ใ‚ใšใซๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚„ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใŸๅ›ฝๅฎถใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏไฝŽใ„ใ‹ใจใ€ ใ€Œ......ใŠใจใŽ่ฉฑใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€้ญ”็Ž‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ™ใชใ€‚่’้‡Žใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใฎๅ›ฝใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚’่ชฟๆŸปใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฏ่’้‡Žใธๅ‡บใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ่ฉฑใฏใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใช!ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅคงๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใƒฌใ‚ทใฏใ€ๅคฑ็คผใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅ’ณๆ‰•ใ„ใงใ”ใพใ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่’้‡Žใธใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅ˜่บซใงๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸไบ‹ใฏใ€ๅ™‚่ฉฑใจใ—ใฆๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅคšใใฎ่€…ใŒ่’ๅ”็„ก็จฝใชใŸใ ใฎๅ™‚ใจใ—ใฆๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠๆจใฆใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใƒฌใ‚ทใ‚‚ใใฎไธ€ไบบใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ดใซ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใจใ€ๅผทใ„้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ็›ฎๆ’ƒใ‚„้ญ้‡ไพ‹ใŒๆฅต็ซฏใซๅข—ใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใ‹ๅ›ฝใธ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ‚’ๆŒใก่พผใ‚‚ใ†ใ‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎไธญๆžขใงๅƒใๆ–นใ€…ใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใชใžใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใšใฃใจๅ…ˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€ ใƒฌใ‚ทใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฉใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒฌใ‚ทใฏ็ด ็›ดใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ†’้™บ่€…ใซใ€ๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ไฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ‡ถๆ‚ชใช้ญ”็‰ฉใŒๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ€ใใ—ใฆใใฎ้ป’ๅน•ใŒใฉใ“ใ‹ใซๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆททไนฑใŒ่ตทใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใž?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ•่€…ใŒ่ฃใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใŒใ‚ใถใ‚Šๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใง่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ‚„ใฃใคใ‘ใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใจใƒฌใ‚ทใฏไธๆ€่ญฐใช็ดๅพ—ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไฟก็”จใงใใ‚‹่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๆตใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่‡ดใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚็ดฐใ‹ใ„ๆ‰‹้ †ใซ้–ขใ—ใพใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใƒฏใ‚ทใซใŠไปปใ›ใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ็ด…่ŒถใฎใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŸใกใŒ้€€ๅฎคใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒฌใ‚ทใฏใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใฎ่ƒŒใ‚‚ใŸใ‚ŒใซใใฃใŸใ‚Šใจ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’้ ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹......ใƒฏใ‚ทใŒ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚‚ไธ–ใฎไธญใŒๅ‹•ใใ“ใจใซใชใ‚ใ†ใจใฏใชใ€ ใƒฌใ‚ทใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸ็ด…่Œถใซๅฃใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใŒใ€ใฒใฉใๅ†ทใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆ‘ใฎๅคœๆ˜Žใ‘ใฏใ€้จ’็„ถใจใ—ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใฎไธญใง่ฟŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆ‘ใฎไธ€้ƒจใซใฏๅคšใใฎๆญปไฝ“ใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใ€ไธญใซใฏ็”ท่ก†ใฎใพใจใ‚ๅฝนใ ใฃใŸใƒฉใƒœใƒฉใ‚นใฎ็„กๆฎ‹ใชๆƒจๆฎบไฝ“ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้จ’ๅ‹•ใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๆ€ฏใˆใฆๅฎถใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใชใ‹ใฃใŸ่€…้”ใ‚‚ใ€้™ฝใŒๆ˜‡ใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใใ‚ใใ‚ใจๅฎถใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใ€ๆƒจ็Šถใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ŸฅไบบใŸใกใจ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ€็ญ”ใˆใฎๅ‡บใชใ„่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๅ„ๆ‰€ใงๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸ็Šถๆณใ‚’่ฆ‹่ถŠใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใ€ใ‚ทใ‚ฏใจใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใซๆ‘ไบบใŸใกใธ็Šถๆณใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆ้›†ไผšใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‘Š็Ÿฅใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฏๆ–ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’่ฒทใฃใฆๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆ......ใ–ใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผๆง˜?!ใ€ ๆ‘ใฎๅค–ใ‚Œใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใจใฏๅˆฅๆ–นๅ‘ใซใ€ๅฐใ•ใ„ใŒๅคงใใชไธธๅคชใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸ้ ‘ไธˆใชๅฐๅฑ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎไธญใซ้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใ‚’ๆง‹็ฏ‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ไบคใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€Œ้‚ช้ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ใจๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝ“็•ชใจใ—ใฆ็ต็•Œใฎๆง‹็ฏ‰ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Š้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ“ใ“ใซ......ใˆใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒไธ€็ท’ใซ......?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใใชใ•ใ„ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎไบบใฏใ€ใพใ‚ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅคšๅˆ†ใญใ€ใจๅฟƒใฎไธญใงไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๅฐๅฑ‹ใฎไธญๅคฎใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆค…ๅญใซ่…ฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซๅค–ใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅธใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Š่‰ฏใใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€ ไธๆ„ใซๅฏ‚ใ—ใ’ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใ‚’ไธๆ€่ญฐใซๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใซ่ญฆๆˆ’ๅฟƒใŒ้ซ˜ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฎไธ€่จ€ใงๅนใ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ใ€็ต็•Œใซ็ฉดใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใƒ’ใƒฃใƒƒใƒ’ใƒฃใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใŸใกใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆ˜”ใฏใ‚จใƒซใƒ•้šไธ€ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ—ใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ๅฎˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€ไธญใ€…้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใงๆˆปใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏ่ฆšใˆใŸใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚......ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅฐๅฑ‹ใฎๅฅฅใซใฏใ€ใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใๅ††ใ‚„ๆญฃๆ–นๅฝขใฎไธญใซๆ–‡ๅญ—ใ‚„่จ˜ๅทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒ็„กๆ•ฐใซไธฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ–ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใซๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใฎๅ‰ใซๅบงใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅฐๅฑ‹ใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ€้“ใชใ‚Šใซ1ๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๆญฉใ‘ใฐ็ต็•Œใซใถใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰3ๅˆ†ใ ใ‘ใ€้“ใฎไธŠใ ใ‘็ต็•Œใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซใŠๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅๅ‰ใ‚’ใ€่žใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใญใ€ ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„ใ€ใจใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใŒๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒ•ใƒŸใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ„ใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใช้Ÿฟใใฎๅๅ‰ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ„ใ„ๅๅ‰ใ ใ€‚ใญใˆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆฃฎใฎๅฅฅใพใงๆฅใฆใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–้ญ”ๆ—ใซไผšใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ„? ๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใธๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซใฏใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฟƒใซ็ซใ‚’็‚นใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚‹ใ€ไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ„ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚่ชฐใ‹ใŒๅฐปใซ็ซใ‚’็‚นใ‘ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใชใ€ ใ€Œใงใ€ใใฎ็ซ็จฎใŒ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ ใญใ€ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏ่‚ฉใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใ‚‚ๅฟ…ๆญปใซใชใฃใฆ็”Ÿใใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใฏๆฃฎใ‚’ๆจใฆใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ช‡ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ ใ€‚ใใ†็ฐกๅ˜ใซๆป…ใณใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’้›†ไธญใ•ใ›ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ“ใง้€”ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ไบบ็”Ÿใ ใ€‚ๅคงใ„ใซๆฅฝใ—ใพใชใใฆใฏใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฐๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆๆญฉใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๆŠ€ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ€ไฝ•ใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจ้€ธใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒ่ธใฟๅ‡บใ™่ถณใ‚’ๆ€ฅใ‹ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€ๅˆใฏใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๅฅดใจไผšใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€่…ฐใธใจๆ‰‹ๆŒŸใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ก˜ใ‚ใใฐใ€่‰ฏใ„โ€œ้ญ”็Ž‹ๅ€™่ฃœโ€ใŒๅฑ…ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใชใ€
Chapter 104: To Feel The Fire City Arosel After being annexed by Fokalore due to Hifumi's shocking invasion, the people are passing their days without any major chaos. Even the guild of the adventurers who are living in this city was managed as it was up until now, with the exception of Hifumi having killed several of its adventurers. Reshi who is the master of the guild's branch is also doing his job as usual. At the time when Arosel was taken from Vichy by Orsongrande, there were some among the adventurers who were defamed to have attempted to protect themselves by buttering up to Hifumi of Fokalore. However, once everybody started to actually feel that life was getting better than it was in the time of belonging to Vichy, those rumours completely settled down. But, Reshi was more troubled by the grave problem now than he was back then. "Hmmm..." (Reshi) What has been piling up on top of his desk are reports and testimonies from the adventurers belonging to Arosel's guild. They are documents which were collected by the guild's staff. Many of those are arguments among the adventurers themselves, snatching of prey and such. Those were common frictions one might even call daily occurrences, however what is reported in the divided documents is something that hasn't been seen until now. According to those documents, there are monsters which haven't been spotted so far. According to those documents, large specimen, which have more than twice the usual size, were observed. According to those documents, the groups of monsters decreased while the individual's power went up. "What's this about, I wonder...?" (Reshi) Reshi stroked his white beard. If pushed to say, Arosel was one of the cities which has too many mouths to feed. After their allegiance changed, it has shown an immense growth as stopover on the road towards Fokalore. The number of adventurers who are coming and going as escorts increased as well. It was the common knowledge of adventurers that monsters aren't very powerful close to places with many people. Do the monsters avoid those places because there are people there? Did people build their cities in places with weak monsters? No one knows about the truth by now, but presently that's how it is. Reshi's current understanding after reading the reports is that this balance is rapidly deteriorating. There is a considerable number of victims, who were attacked by those irregular monsters, among the common citizens and adventurers. Should I request the cooperation with other guilds or the country? "Enter." (Reshi) "Excuse me." A single male staff member enters the room and gives his greetings. "A messenger from Lord-sama has come, but..." , Reshi thought. This staff member is the only person who was personally present at the adventurer killing when Hifumi was in Arosel. "A messenger from Earl Tohno, huh...? Of course we have to meet them, I suppose. Let them in." (Reshi) "Don't let anyone enter afterwards until I tell you that it's fine." (Reshi) Nodding a second time, the staff member leaves. Before long two women appeared in front of Reshi. Walking in front is a girl with unkempt red hair. A woman with a bit more set red hair is standing behind her. Due to their roles being similar to one being on her first mission and one being the first one's care-taker, Reshi absolutely wasn't able to imagine what kind of business these two might have with him. The girl smiles broadly. "I'm the Military Director of the Tohno* Earldom, Alyssa." (Alyssa) Alyssa's introduction wasn't polite at all, however Reshi faces her with a smile without daring to touch that matter. First of all, his maximum priority is "to not provoke troubles." "There you go, please take a seat in the sofa over there." (Reshi) "Thanks!" (Alyssa) Alyssa sat down obediently and Miyukare quietly stood behind Alyssa after bowing. Their roles are certainly a leader and their aide, but with Alyssa's appearance of restlessly looking around the room, all of that impression is ruined. "Does black tea suit your taste?" (Reshi) "Yea." (Alyssa) Miyukare firmly watched the sight of Reshi personally pouring the black tea. And, Reshi pours the black tea while being fully aware of that. "Here you go. So, is there anything you wish to speak about with me?" (Reshi) "Ummm... it's about the monsters." (Alyssa) Reshi felt shaken within his mind, but due to his many years of experience he was able to successfully hide that. "Monsters, it is? They are our, the adventurer's guild's, main target." (Reshi) "Isn't anything peculiar about those monsters?" (Alyssa) "Anything peculiar..." (Reshi) He recalls the documents which caused him headaches not long ago. However, he isn't given the time to think it over carefully. "The numbers of strong monsters increased or such, you haven't head anything like that?" (Alyssa) , Reshi, who smiled bitterly, stood up quietly, grabbed the documents from his desk and spread them in front of Alyssa. "This is a collection of reports about monsters which became large or ferocious and monsters who were seen for the first time. Even though I have the intention to, there are some points which are troublesome to deal with." (Reshi) Quickly scanning through the documents, Alyssa handed them over to Miyukare in her back. Miyukare's red pupils read through the documents with a speed similar to leaping. "... Alyssa-sama, it seems there's no mistake about this." (Miyukare) "Yea, after all?" (Alyssa) Although lord and retainer don comprehending faces, Reshi can't follow. "Do you know something about this?" (Reshi) "Please let me handle the explanation." (Miyukare) Stopping Alyssa, Miyukare handed back the documents to Reshi. "Not only in the territory of Fokalore, the same state of affairs can be observed in all of Orsongrande and even in Vichy and Horant." (Miyukare) Miyukare told the surprised Reshi that it was something not only independently discovered in Fokalore but in all of Orsongrande Kingdom. "I see. As expected of what Hero-dono said. Others don't have such keen insight." (Reshi) In reality it was the outcome of all of the finer parts being moved by Caim's orders, but neither Miyukare nor Alyssa mention anything about that. "If necessary I will have someone deliver these documents after transcribing them." (Reshi) "That's not necessary. I have memorized the main points of their contents. Rather than that, there's something important to talk about." (Alyssa) "... Let's hear it." (Reshi) The one who addressed Reshi, who put down the documents and corrected his seating posture, was Alyssa. "There are suspicions that someone has strengthened the monsters. From the fact that it's extending over such wide scope while leaving an influence regardless which country it is, there's a low possibility that it's someone belonging to the countries Vichy, Horant and of course Orsongrande as well." (Alyssa) "... A being similar to a demon lord who appears in fairy tales. Isn't it possible that it's a country on the other side of the wastelands?" (Reshi) "Earl Tohno has left in order to investigate them." (Alyssa) "That story was true!" (Reshi) Reshi, who unintentionally raised his voice, glossed it over by coughing and saying "Excuse me." The matter of Hifumi having left towards the wastelands, and moreover by himself, reached him as rumour, however Reshi was one of those who discarded most of it as mere gossip. "If I may speak frankly, given that the witnessing of powerful monsters and the number of actual encounters has risen, I wondered whether Lord-sama has brought up consultations with other countries, but... it seems that everyone, who is working as central figure of Fokalore, is looking far more ahead than people like us." (Reshi) Listening to Reshi's words, Alyssa and Miyukare looked at each others' faces. "There is something we'd like to request from you." (Miyukare) "What may that be?" (Reshi) Reshi listened carefully due to Miyukare's remark. "I'd like you to make the adventurers aware of it, about the matter of fiendish monsters increasing in number and about the possibility of a mastermind existing somewhere." (Miyukare) "... Isn't it possible that this will trigger chaos?" (Reshi) "If it brings whoever is hiding in the shadows into the light as result, that will be fine." (Miyukare) "If we know who it is, Hifumi will finish them off." (Alyssa) "Oh!", for some strange reason Reshi could comprehend that. "... I got it. I shall circulate the information little-by-little starting with those I'm able to trust. I'd like you to leave it to me to deal with the finer details. Would that be alright with you?" (Reshi) "Of course, that's no problem." (Alyssa) Once Alyssa and Miyukare exited the room after thanking for the black tea, Reshi entrusted his body fully to the back of the sofa. "What's happening...? While I'm still alive the world is changing in various ways, it seems." (Reshi) Reshi tasted the black tea he poured for himself, but it had gone completely cold. Dawn in the elven village was greeted with an uproarious atmosphere. Many corpses are scattered in a part of the village. Among them, there is the cruelly massacred body of Laboras who rallied the men of the village under him. Even those, who didn't leave their houses in fright while hearing the turmoil, are gradually emerging from their houses once the sun begins to rise. Gathering with their friends in panic once they see the terrible scene in front of their eyes, they begin to discuss at various places without reaching an answer.magic Zanga, who foresaw such situation, instructed Shiku and Puuse to make an announcement that there will be a meeting to explain the circumstances to the villagers. Then she personally volunteered to act as Hifumi's guide while using a wand to prop herself up. "Eh...? Z-Zanga-sama!?" At the edge of the village, in a different direction from the place where Hifumi entered, there's a sturdy hut which used big logs although being small itself. "The magic squares have been set up in that hut", Zanga explained while mixing in a [Sorry for disturbing] . The elves, who were on duty to use their mana for the sake of holding up the barrier, are quite surprised. "W-Why here...? Eh, moreover together with a human...?" "Stay calm. This person, well, won't do anything if you don't do anything to him." (Zanga) , added Zanga in her mind and then sat down on a chair located in the middle of the hut she led Hifumi to. "It's been a while since I last breathed the outside air ~nee. This might not happen overly often either, but..." (Zanga) The elves judged Zanga, who suddenly showed a lonely expression, as odd, but apart from that their wariness has increased due to the human they have seen for the first time. Their vigilance was blown away by a brief comment of Zanga. "For just an instant, we will make a hole in the barrier." (Zanga) "W-We can't do such thing!" A single elf raised his voice, but Zanga waved her hand while laughing with a "Hya Hya." "It's not you guys who will do it, but me. Even though I may appear to be like this, I was the best elven magician back in the old days. I was completely unable to use offensive magic though." (Zanga) "If it's related to protecting something, it's better to not look down on me", Zanga looked joyfully at Hifumi. "Human-san, around when will you come back?" (Zanga) "Don't know. But I memorized this place here." (Hifumi) "I see. ... Then I will make my request once you came back." (Zanga) Countless scripting, similar to symbols and characters, are lining up within several magic square-like circles and squares. Zanga, who stood up by using the wand, sits down in front of a magic square while being supported by the elves. "If you walk for one minute along the path on the other side of this hut, you will encounter the barrier. Since the barrier will be raised open only for the path for about 3 minutes, go inside during that time." (Zanga) "Human-san, I didn't hear your name yet." (Zanga) "Could you tell me?" Zanga asks. "It's Hifumi." (Hifumi) "Hifumi-san? It's a strange-sounding name ~nee. But, it's a good name. Hey, Hifumi-san, why did you deliberately come to meet the demons this deep in the forest? Even you probably understand, but they are aggressive and will likely attack you." (Zanga) While asking that, Zanga turned her look towards the magic square. "... There isn't enough fighting in this world. There isn't sufficient killing with the life on the line, that whittles down one's life force as if setting one's soul on fire. Someone has to ignite a spark." (Hifumi) "So, that means that the demon race will be the trigger for that." (Zanga) Although Zanga is laughing with her shoulders trembling, the elves in the surroundings are baffled while thinking "Well, then it won't do, if we don't struggle desperately for survival either. Even if we abandon the forest, the elves have pride. There's no way that we will perish this easily." (Zanga) Due to the words of Zanga, who started to focus her mana while facing the magic square, Hifumi turned his back on her. "That's fine. You won't be able to enjoy life much unless you don't know when it will end." (Hifumi) Hifumi began to walk outside the hut. I will be able to observe the techniques, magic and anything of the demon race "I wonder what kind of fellow I will be able to meet first?" (Hifumi) Taking out the katana, he affixes it on his hips. "I pray for there to be a good
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ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎไบบๅฃใฏใ€้ ˜ไธปใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใฎๅฎŸใซไธ‰ๅ€ใซๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้›ฃๆฐ‘ใ‚„็งปๆฐ‘ใŒใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎๆ•ฐใซใฎใผใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ๆ—ฉใ„ๆฎต้šŽใงไฝๆฐ‘ใฎ็ฎก็†ไฝ“ๅˆถใŒใงใใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใจใ€ๅค–้ƒจใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‹‰ๅผทใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฅใฆใ€ใŠ้‡‘ใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆ่กŒใใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใฎไฝๆฐ‘ใ‚‚็›ธๅฝ“ๆ•ฐใ„ใŸใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅ…จไฝ“็š„ใซใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใฏๅ–ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ•†ๅทฅ้–ขไฟ‚ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅ›ฝๅค–ใจๆฏ”่ผƒใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆŠœ็พคใซ็”Ÿ็”ฃๅŠ›ใจ่ฒฉๅฃฒๅŠ›ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ•†ๆฅญใฏ่จฑๅฏๅˆถใซใ—ใฆๆ•ด็†ใ‚’ใ—ใ€็”ณๅ‘Šใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็จŽๅˆถๅบฆใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใ€ใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ณใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ้ ˜ๅ†…ใซใŠใ‘ใ‚‹่ก—ใจ่ก—ใฎๆต้€šใฏ้ ˜ไธปใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซไธปๅฐŽๆจฉใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฃฒไธŠใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚้ ˜ๅœฐ้‹ๅ–ถใซใ‹ใชใ‚Š่ฒข็Œฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅทฅๆฅญใซใŠใ„ใฆใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆๆ ผใฎ็ตฑไธ€ใ‚’ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ็™บๆ˜Žใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€œใƒใ‚ธโ€ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€ๆœจๅทฅใจ้‰„ๅทฅใซๅคงใใชๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใพใงใฏๆบถๆŽฅใ‹้‡˜ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ไธๅฏ้€†็š„ใชๅ›บๅฎšใŒไธ€่ˆฌ็š„ใ ใฃใŸใฎใŒใ€ใƒใ‚ธใฎ็™ปๅ ดใจ่ฆๆ ผๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅทฅๆฅญๅ“ใŒ็ˆ†็™บ็š„ใซๅบƒใพใฃใŸไบ‹ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆฐ—ใฎๆ—ฉใ„่€…ใฏใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใŒๅ…จใฆๅทฅๆฅญๅ“ใฎๅŸบๆบ–ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ€ใชใฉใจ่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใ€‚ ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜้ขใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใใ€ๅ„้ ˜ๅœฐใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฎ่ปไบ‹็š„ใช้ƒจๅˆ†ใซใŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๆณจ็›ฎใ•ใ‚Œใ€้ƒจ้šŠใ”ใจ่จ“็ทดใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆปžๅœจใ—ใ€็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆ่ก—ใซ่ฝใกใ‚‹้‡‘้Šญใฏๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๆณจ็›ฎใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใจใ€ไบบๅฃใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆ่ทๅ“กใจๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆŸใญใ‚‹ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šท้”ใฏๅ†ใณๅฟ™ใ—ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฎใ‚ฎใ‚ฎ......ใ€ ๆญฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฐใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ˆฌ่‹ฅใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใฎไธ€ไบบใง่ปๅ‹™ใ‚’ๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ ใ€‚ ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ใ‚นใƒšใƒผใ‚นใงใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏไธๆฉŸๅซŒใ‚’้š ใใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ›ใšใ€ใƒใƒƒใ‚ตใƒใƒƒใ‚ตใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใ•ใฐใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฎคๅ†…ใซใฏใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใจใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅ…จๅ“ก็„ก่จ€ใงไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซ?!ใ€ ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใซ็จใ‚€ใชใ‚ˆ......ใ€‚้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ๅผ•้€€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฉใ‚ˆใ€‚้‰„ๅทฅ้–ขไฟ‚ใงๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒๅ‡บๆฅใŸใœใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ๅผ•้€€ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซ้€š็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ€ๅธŒๆœ›่€…ใ‚’ๅทฅๆฅญใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซ็ดนไป‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใญใ€ ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚Šใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸไธ€ไบบใฎ่ทๅ“กใŒใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใซไธ€็žฌใ‚ฎใƒงใƒƒใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€่ถณๆ—ฉใซใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฎใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฏใ€็œ ใŸใใ†ใซ็ดซ่‰ฒใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๅŠๅˆ†้–‰ใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎไบ‹ใชใฎใง่ทๅ“กใฏ็‰นใซๆฐ—ใซใ›ใšใ€ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใ•ใ‚“ใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰้€ฃ็ตกใŒๆฅใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚็ขบ่ชใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€ ่ทๅ“กใŒๅŽปใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฏๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ้กžใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ™ใ€‚ๆˆธ็ฑใฎไฝœๆˆใจๅ‡ฆ็†ใงใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆ›ธ้กžไป•ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚ŒใŸๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’่ชญใ‚€ใฎใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ๆžšใฎๆ›ธ้กžใซ่จ˜่ผ‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฎใฎๆ•ฐ็ง’ใงๆŠŠๆกใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใปใฉใงใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€้ ˜ๅ†…ใฎ่ทๅ“กใฎไธญใงใฏๆ›ธ้กžๅ‡ฆ็†่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฏ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๆˆดๅ† ๅผใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ต่ปๅ‹™้•ทๅฎ˜ใŒๅธฐ้‚„ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ๅ‰็ฝฎใ็„กใไผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏๆค…ๅญใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ๅ‹ขใ„ใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆ›ธ้กžใŒๅฝ็‰ฉใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€‚้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฎใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎ่ชญใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ๅคงไธˆๅคซใญ! ใŠๅธฐใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ‚ˆใญ!ใ€ ๅบ—ใฏใ‚ใใ“ใŒใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใ„ใฃใใƒ›ใƒ†ใƒซใงใ‚‚ไบˆ็ด„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใจใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒ‹ใ‚ณใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒคใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใŒใดใฃใŸใ‚Šใชใ ใ‚‰ใ—ใชใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใซใ€ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็—…ๆฐ—ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธๆฒปใฎ็—…ใ ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใ‚‚ๅธฐใฃใฆใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰้ ใ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ๆ•ฐๅ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๅธฐใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€็ ”ไฟฎ่จ“็ทดใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹็”จๆ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจใฎไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฎฟๆณŠๆ–ฝ่จญใฏใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒๆŠผใ•ใˆใพใ™ใŒใ€่จ“็ทดใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œ่พผใ‚€ๆฎตๅ–ใ‚ŠใฏใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ•ใ‚“ใ—ใ‹ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œไปปใ›ใฆใŠใใชใ•ใ„! ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šใชใ„ใฏใšใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ๆˆดๅ† ๅผใฃใฆใ€ใ„ใคใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซๅญ็ˆตใŒใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใซๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎใคใชใŒใ‚Šใ‚’ไฝœใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‹•ใใฏใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใฏ็ญ’ๆŠœใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ๆ—ฅใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซใŒใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ้š่กŒๅ“กใ‚‚ไบคใˆใฆ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใ€Œไป–ใซใ‚‚่ฒดๅ›ฝใจๅ‹ๅฅฝ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’็ตใณใŸใ„ใจ้ก˜ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ่ชžใ‚Šใ€ๆˆดๅ† ๅผๅ‰ใซไป–ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚‚ไบคใˆใฆใฎไผš่ซ‡ใ‚’ๅธŒๆœ›ใ—ใ€ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ‰ฟ่ซพใ—ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ไธ€็ถฒๆ‰“ๅฐฝใซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆณณใŒใ™ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๆœฌๆ—ฅใ€ๆ˜จๆ—ฅๅŒๆง˜ใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใŸใกใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅพ…ๆฉŸๅฎคใ‚’่ˆžๅฐใจใ—ใŸไผš่ซ‡ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฏ้ †็•ชใซใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใซๅฏพใ—ใฆไธๅฏงใชๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€่ฒดๆ—ใ‚‰ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฌไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅ‡บใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฏพใ—ใฆใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏๅ……ๅˆ†ใช่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใง็ตๆžœใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็„ฆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใ ใจใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚Œใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸ้š่กŒๅ“กใฎ้šŠ้•ทใฏๅ†ท้™ใซ่ฆ‹ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้š่กŒๅ“กใฏๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏใŠใพใ‘ใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฏใ‚ใใซ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚‚ไบคใ‚ใ•ใšใซ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ้š่กŒๅ“กใŸใกใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅฅฝ้ƒฝๅˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฃใใ‚Šใจไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅๅฃใ‚’ๅกžใใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎใฟใŒใใฎๅ‹•ใใซๆณจ็›ฎใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใงใ™ใŒๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎๅ‹ๅฅฝใ‚’ๅฝขใซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซใŒ้Ÿณ้ ญใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ๅฝขใง่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฏ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ˜ๅˆ€็›ดๅ…ฅใซ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใจใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใธๆต้€šใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅ•†ๅ“ใฎๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ˆใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฏใ™ใใซใฏ็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใงใ€ใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซใŒใใฎ็œŸๆ„ใ‚’ๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๅพŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎๅ•†ไบบใŒ่ฒดๅ›ฝใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚ๅˆถ้™ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ—ใ€ๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ›ฝใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใฏใ€ๅฃฒใ‚Œใซใใใชใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ“ใงใ€ใฉใชใŸใ‹ใซไธ€ๅบฆ่ฒทใ„ๆ‰‹ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงใฎ่ฒฉๅฃฒๅ…ƒใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจใ€ ใใ“ใพใง่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใจๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใพใ„ใกๅๅฟœใŒ่–„ใ„ไบ‹ใซใ€็›ดๆŽฅ็š„ใช่จ€่‘‰ใง่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใจ็†่งฃใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒ่‹›็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ”ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๆ ผๅฎ‰ใซใฆๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ๅธใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฒดๅ›ฝใง่ฒฉๅฃฒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹้š›ใฎๅˆฉใ–ใ‚„ใ‚‚ๅคงใใ็ขบไฟใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ”ๆๆกˆใงใ™! ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผๆฎฟใซใ”ๅ”ๅŠ›ใงใใ‚‹ใ†ใˆใ€ๅˆฉ็›Šใพใงใ”ๆไพ›ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใฏ!ใ€ ใ€ŒๅฎŸใซๆฐ—ใŒๅˆฉใ„ใŸใŠ่ฉฑใงใ™ใช!ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใพใง่ชฌๆ˜Žใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใใƒกใƒชใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฏใ€ๅฃใ€…ใซใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’่ช‰ใ‚ใใ‚„ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆๅˆฉ็›Šไบ‰ๅฅชใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ไผบใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่ฒดๆ—ใ‹?) ้š่กŒๅ“กใฎ้šŠ้•ทใฏใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฟƒๅบ•ๅ‘†ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚่ฒดๆ—ใจใ„ใˆใฐ้‡‘ใจๆจฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€็„ก้ง„ใซๆ„›ๅ›ฝใ‚’่ชžใ‚‹ใŠ่Šฑ็•‘้€ฃไธญใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€่–„็šฎไธ€ๆžšๅˆ†ใ™ใ‚‰ๆฌฒใ‚’้š ใ™ไบ‹ใŒใงใใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅ•†ไบบ้€ฃไธญใฎๆ–นใŒ100ๅ€ใฏๆฌฒใ‚’้š ใ—ใฆ่ฉฑใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€ใจ้šŠ้•ทใฏ่ฉ•ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’้…ใ‚Šใ€ไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’ๆฑบ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ๅˆๅ›ณใ‚’ใใฃใจไป–ใฎ้š่กŒๅ“กใŸใกใซไผใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใฏใใฃใจ้ ทใใ€่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใฎๅค–ใซใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ€ๆ—ขใซๅ‰ฃใฎๆŸ„ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆทปใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿๅ–ๅผ•ใฎ้‡ใ‚„ๅ†…ๅฎนใซใคใ„ใฆใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’......ใ€ ใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒคใจใ—ใŸ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซใŒ่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใงใ€้š่กŒๅ“ก้šŠ้•ทใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใซใฏใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซใฎ้ก”ใซ่ก€ใ—ใถใใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใŒใ€ไปฒ่‰ฏใ—ใ”ใฃใ“ใฏใ“ใ“ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‚ถใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใจๆ–ฌใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏๅณๆญปใ€‚ๆค…ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰่ปขใ’่ฝใกใŸใใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่ธใฟ่ถŠใˆใŸ้šŠ้•ทใฏใ€่ก€ๆฟกใ‚Œใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€่ฒดๆง˜! ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ›ฝใฎไฝฟ่€…ใ‚’......ใ€ ใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซใŒ็ณพๅผพใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ‚‚ใ€ๆต่ก€ๆฒ™ๆฑฐใซ้ฉšใ„ใŸไป–ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ๅ…ˆใซ้€ƒใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ€่ปขใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‰‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใŒใ€ใใ“ใซใ‚‚้š่กŒๅ“กใŸใกใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใฆ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใงๅ…จๅ“กๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€‚่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใŒใ†ใพใ่กŒใ‹ใšใ€ๆฟ€ๆ˜‚ใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡่ฒดๆ—ใฏใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใงๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ€ไฟบใŸใกใŒไฝ•ใจใ‹ๅๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใฏๆญปไบกใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆญปไบกใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ ใ€ ้ฉšใ„ใฆไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๅ‰ฃใŒๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹้ฃ›ๆฅใ—ใŸๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใŒ้šŠ้•ทใฎๅณ่…•ใซๅˆบใ•ใ‚Šใ€่กๆ’ƒใงๅ‰ฃใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’้›ขใ‚Œใฆ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใใฃ!? ไธ€ไฝ“ใชใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ่…•ใซๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸ่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„้‡‘ๅฑž็‰‡ใซๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ†ใ†ใกใซใ€้š ใ—้€š่ทฏใ‹ใ‚‰้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒ้›ชๅดฉ่พผใฟใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๅฎคๅ†…ใฏไนฑ้—˜็Šถๆ…‹ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€้Ž–้ŽŒใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซ้šŠ้•ทใฎๅ‰ใซ่บใ‚Šๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ้€ฃไธญใฏ็งใŸใกใŒๅ‡ฆ็†ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใ‚‚ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸ็ฝชใงๆ‹˜ๆŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคงไบบใ—ใใ™ใ‚Œใฐๆฎบใ—ใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใ‚ซใŒ! ใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฆๆŠ•้™ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„!ใ€ ๅซใณใชใŒใ‚‰ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‹พใฃใŸ้šŠ้•ทใฏใ€ๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๆŠ•ใ’ใŸๅˆ†้Š…ใซ้ก”้ขใ‚’ๅผทใ‹ใซๆ‰“ใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ใณๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š่ฝใจใ—ใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ‰€ใ‚’้ŽŒใฎๆŸ„ใงๆฎดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฆๆฐ—็ตถใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ไป–ใฎ้šŠๅ“กใŸใกใ‚‚ๅ‚ทใ‚’่ฒ ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใŒๆ•ฐๅๅ‡บใŸใŒใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎ้š่กŒๅ“กใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ๆ•็ธ›ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚้Žงใ‚’็€ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใจใ€็ฐก็ด ใชๅธƒใฎๆœใ ใ‘ใฎ้š่กŒๅ“กใงใฏใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅ‹่ฒ ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใฆๅบงใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฎๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ่€…ใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ้Ž–้ŽŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒญใƒผใƒ—ใธใจๆŒใกๅค‰ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใŒใŸใ‚‚ๆ•็ธ›ใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใงใ™ใ€‚ๆ–ฐใŸใชๅฅณ็Ž‹ใซๅ‡ฆ็ฝฐใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใงใฎ้–“ใ€็‰ขใฎไธญใงๅคงไบบใ—ใใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใฐใ€้ฆฌ้นฟใช! ไฝ•ใฎ็ฝชใŒใ‚ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใฏ็„กๅฎณใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคง็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆœ‰ๅฎณใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆŽ’้™คใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใใƒฌใ‚ชใƒŠใƒผใƒซใ‚’็ธ›ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใจๅ…ฑใซ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ็ฎก็†ใฎ็‰ขใธใจๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใƒญใ‚ทใƒผใŸใกใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚‚ใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ•ใฃใ•ใจ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใใฎ้–“ใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ—ใใ‚Šใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€ๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„......ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆˆฆใ„ใฎๅ ดใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใŒๅ‡บใฆใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒ......ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ€้–“ใ‚‚็„กใๆˆดๅ† ๅผใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏ้šŠ้•ทใซไปปใ›ใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏๅผ•ใ็ถšใๅฝฑใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏ่ถณๆ—ฉใซ้…็ฝฎใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆˆดๅ† ๅผไธ€ๆ™‚้–“ๅ‰ใ€‚ ไบ‹ไปถใŒๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใฏ......็ขบใ‹้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๆ–นใงใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ๅŸŽๅค–ใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใ‚’ๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚’่จชใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๆ‰€ๅฑžใฎใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ“ใจใฎ็„กใ„้จŽๅฃซใฎใ€็ช็„ถใฎ่จชๅ•ใซ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใชใ‚Šใ€ใ•ใฃใจๅฎคๅ†…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€ๆญใ—ใไธ€็คผใ‚’ใ—ใŸใŒใ€่ทชใ„ใฆ่‡ฃไธ‹ใฎ็คผใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„้ž็คผใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๅฑ…ใŸไพๅฅณใŸใกใฏ้ฉšใใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚ๆต็Ÿณใซๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ใ™ในใใ‹ใจๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใŒๅ…ˆใซ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็™บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€็งใฏใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใจ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๅบฆ็ตฑๅˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ†ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™้€šใ‚Šใ€่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‚’่ญฆๅ‚™ใ—ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏๅŸŽๅค–ใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใจใชใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚......ใงใ™ใŒใ€ ๅŠ›ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸ็›ฎใงใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ็›ฎใ‚’็›ด่ฆ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใœ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๅ‡บ่บซ่€…ใŒ่ฟ‘่ก›้šŠ้•ทใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ใ‚ใใซๅ‰ฃใ‚‚่งฆใ‚Œใšใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใซๅชšใ‚’ๅฃฒใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใŒ่ƒฝใฎไบบ้–“ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚ๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใฏใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ใŸใ ใ“ใชใ™ใ ใ‘ใฎๆ„š้ˆใช็”ทใงใ™ใ€‚็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ใ€้‡่ฆใชไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ไปปใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎไบบไบ‹ใซไธๆบ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใฏไธๆ•ฌใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ ดใฏ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ—ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ—ฉใ้€€ๅฎคใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€ใƒ•ใƒณใ€ใจ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๆ”ฏ้…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไฟบ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไฟบใŸใกใ ใ€‚็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใฏๅคงไบบใ—ใใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงๅคงไบบใ—ใใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆ้ ‚ใใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ€…ๆŽƒ้™คใ—ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใใฎ้–“ใฏไปŠๅพŒๅ‚€ๅ„กใฎๅฅณ็Ž‹ใจใ—ใฆใฎไธ€็”Ÿใ‚’้Žใ”ใ™ๅฟƒๆง‹ใˆใฎๆ™‚้–“ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธๆ„ใซๅดใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใคใใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ!......่ฒดๆ–นใฏ!ใ€ ใ‚ญใƒƒใจ็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€้จŽๅฃซใฏๅƒ…ใ‹ใซใฒใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ๅ‰ฃใฏใฒใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚‚ไฟบใจๅŒใ˜็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๅ‡บ่บซใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚„ๅ…ƒ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้€ฃไธญใŒใ„ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅคงๅค‰ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฒดๆ—ใฏ้ฆฌ้นฟใ—ใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚‚ๅ›ฎใซใ™ใ‚‰ไฝฟใˆใชใ„็„ก่ƒฝใžใ‚ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใฎ็‹™ใ„ใฏไฝ•ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’็ชใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ“ใ‚ŒใงไบŒๅบฆ็›ฎใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆฎบๆฐ—ใซๆฏ”ในใ‚Œใฐไฝ•ใฆใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ่ช‰ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ?ใ€ ใ€ŒไฟบใŸใก้จŽๅฃซใฏๆ•ตใจๆญฃใ€…ๅ ‚ใ€…ๆˆฆใฃใฆๅ‹ใคไบ‹ใŒๅ่ช‰ใ ใ€‚็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้€ฃไธญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฝฑใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ณใ‚ฝใ‚ณใ‚ฝ่ฆ—ใ่ฆ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅ…ทใซใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„ไผš่ฉฑใ‚’่จ˜้Œฒใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ใ‘ใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆๆ‚ฆใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ…ƒใฏใจ่จ€ใˆใฐ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใ‚ใฎ็”ทใ‚’้‡็”จใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซๆˆปใ™ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ๅฎคๅ†…ใซๅฑ…ใŸไป–ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€ๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ไพๅฅณใŸใกใ‚’ไธ€ใƒถๆ‰€ใซ้›†ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠ้ ƒใฏไป–ใฎไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใŒใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅ…ƒ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้€ฃไธญใ‚’ๅˆถๅœงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใฏๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅ ‚ใ€…ใจๅฎฃ่จ€ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ้…”ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใ‚’ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟฝๆ”พใ—ใ€็„ก็”จใชๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฏใ€่ณ ๅ„Ÿใจใฏๅˆฅใซ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๆ‡ฒ็ฝฐใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใชๆˆฆใ„ใงใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ่ช‰ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใŒไฟใฆใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅ•ใ†ใจใ€ใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใฏ่ถณๆ—ฉใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ๅนณๆ‰‹ใงใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ้ ฌใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใซใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใคใใคใ‘ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ‚‚้ฉšใ„ใŸใŒใ€็จใพใ‚Œใฆๅฃใ‚’้–‰ใ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใŸใก้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚’็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใซๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒฌไปปใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใงๆญปใ‚“ใ ็ฌฌไธ€ใƒป็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใธใฎๅผ”ใ„ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไพฎ่พฑใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ้ ฌใฎ็—›ใฟใ‚’ๅ ชใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎไบ‹ๆ…‹ใซไน—ใ˜ใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใงใ‹ใ™ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใจใ€‚
The population of Fokalore has in fact increased three times after the change of feudal lords. Although its number has gone up quite a bit due to immigrants and refugees, the release of an early phase of a population management system and because there was a considerable number of residents, who were the kind to spend money coming from outside for the sake of education, an overall balance was attained. Those related to commerce and industry have been outstandingly developing their sales proficiency and productivity even if compared to outside the country, let alone the domestic companies. By Hifumi's instruction a license system for businesses has been set up. The tax system has been changed to declaring the taxes owed each time. The feudal lord has completely seized the opportunity to circulate goods and money from city to city within the territory by using the rail cars. Even just the sales from this enterprise are contributing to the territory's operation heavily. As for the industry, the standards have been unified for the first time in this world. Due to the "screw", which had been invented by Hifumi, carpenters and ironworkers experienced a great upheaval. Until then it was popular to affix things irreversibly by using nails or welding, but with the introduction of screws and by explosively spreading the industrial products, which were standardized, hasty people are starting to say things like [Fokalore creates the standards of all industrial products] . But it's not only the aspect of knowledge. All territories are also closely observing its military parts. Staying for the sake of participating in the training of each unit, the money spent in the cities is increasing as result. Fokalore gathered the attention and its population is growing. As outcome, the staff members and the civil official slaves, who were controlling them, became busy once again. "Gigigi..." (Miyukare) Miyukare, being the sole civil official slave in charge of military affairs, is finishing the documents with a dreadful expression while holding down her temper. In the space for the sake of the civil official slaves performing their official duties, Miyukare, without even concealing her ill humour, processed the documents with a sound of the pen scribbling across the papers rapidly. Doelgar and Paryu were in the room as well, but both of them are doing their jobs in silence. "What?!" (Miyukare) Miyukare turns her sight as if pouncing down on him towards Doelgar, who timidly called out to her. "Don't glare at me like that... Lord-sama told us that he agrees about the retired soldiers. We were able to procure the participation of the ironworkers, too." (Doelgar) "Right. Then, I will notify the soldiers, who are considering to retire, and have them introduced to the industry guild as applicants." (Miyukare) A single staff member came entering as replacement, but seeing Miyukare's expression, he made a startled face for an instant. He went towards Paryu's desk at a quick pace. Paryu, who raised her face, has her violet eyes half closed as if being drowsy, but the staff member doesn't particularly mind it as it is the usual and hands her the documents, he held in his hands. "Paryu-san, a message from the capital came." "Thank you very much. I will check it, okay?" (Paryu) Once the staff member has left, Paryu looks over the documents given to her. Becoming completely familiar with dealing with paperwork and drawing up a family register, she reads through the documents quickly. She grasps the contents, written down on one sheet of the documents, in several seconds. It's not at the level of Caim, but her documents throughput is high amongst the staff members of the territory. "... Miyukare-san. As soon as the coronation ceremony in the capital finishes, Director of Military Affairs Alyssa will return, it seems." (Paryu) Miyukare stood up with a force that knocked down the chair due to Paryu's words, which were conveyed without any preface at all. "Really!?" (Miyukare) "Unless this document is a forgery. Since it has Lord-sama's usual, unreadable signature, I believe there's no mistake to that." (Paryu) "In that case, it's alright! It's indispensable to throw a welcome home party, right!?" (Miyukare) "Will the restaurant at that place be fine? Is it even better to reserve a hotel?" Towards Miyukare, who shows a slovenly face and says exactly these words with a smile or rather a broad grin, Paryu decided to consider this to be already an illness. An incurable illness, that is. "Lord-sama will come back as well. Since he's coming back leading several soldiers he was entrusted with by Vichy, we've been told to prepare their participation in military training. I will find a boarding house for them but since there's no one but you, Miyukare-san, who can put them into a training schedule, please do that, ok?" (Paryu) "Leave it to me! There shouldn't be much time, right? When was the coronation ceremony?" (Miyukare) "It's today." (Paryu) Viscount Leonhart coming in contact with Roshi is a move trying to create a link to Vichy. It was leaked to the Royal Knight Order, monitoring within the castle. The day before, at the time when Leonhart had the first session of discussions together with the attendants of Vichy, he said [there are also other nobles, who are hoping to form a friendly relationship with your country] . Hoping for a conference with the other nobles before the coronation ceremony and as result of Roshi also agreeing to that, it had been decided to let them freely do it in order to arrest the whole lot at once. And today, just like yesterday, with the scene playing out at the rest room, provided for the envoy of Vichy, their conference started. The nobles politely greeted Roshi in turns, in a modest manner which didn't seem noble-like. On the other hand, although Roshi seems to intend being plenty cautious, there's a necessity for results to come out here. The commander of the attendants, who made sure to be slightly separated from them, calmly saw through him obviously being impatient. "The attendants are nothing more than extras", it was convenient for the attendants that the nobles from Orsongrade failed to even exchange a decent amount of words with them. No one cared about them even as they moved stealthily to their places and blocked the entrance of the room's door. Only Vaiya, who was monitoring them secretly, noticed those movements. "Well then, even though it's sudden, let's discuss the shape of our friendship." (Leonhart) The discussions advance in a way of Leonhart taking the lead. "If we get right to the point, for our country I consider it satisfactory if we proceed with the previous set up circulation of goods and money towards Orsongrande." (Roshi) As the nobles are showing that they haven't understood Roshi's words right away, Leonhart inquires about his real intention. "There is also a possibility of our country's merchants being restricted from entering your country from now on. It will likely be difficult to sell the merchandise of a hostile nation. Accordingly, we can have someone buy them temporarily if we are able to set up a selling agency within Orsongrande." (Roshi) Even while expressing their understanding as I went this far to put it into words, their reaction is weak and lacking. Won't they be able to understand it unless I tell them directly? "... Of course, if you were to agree to the cooperation, there is no doubt that you will be able to secure large profit margins at the time of selling the items in your country since we will sell the merchandise cheaply to you wholesale." (Roshi) "Oh, this a great suggestion! On top of a cooperation, you go even as far as offering us profits, Roshi-dono." (Leonhart) "It's a truly thoughtful story!" The nobles, who at last comprehended the benefits after he explained up to there, are praising Roshi unanimously while exchanging glances amongst each other inquiring about the timing of the contest over the profits. (Are these guys really nobles?) The commander of the attendants watched these exchanges while being disgusted from the bottom of his heart. Speaking of nobles, he thought of them as a group pointlessly and flowery talking about their love for their country while holding money and authority, though unable to hide even a single part of their desire through their thin skin. In this case, Vichy's merchants are 100 times better at talking while hiding their greed Shifting his line of view, he secretly gave the other attendants the sign to carry out the plan. Some nodded silently. Those being outside the noble's view have already drawn their hands to their sword's hilts. "Then, let's talk about the details and volume of the business right away..." (Leonhart) Leonhart, whose laughter changed into a broad grin, bent himself forward. With Roshi being in front of him on the other side, he can see the attendant's commander raising his sword overhead. In the next moment Leonhart's face is sullied by a spray of blood. "Bad luck, we will end the play-friends game here." Being deeply cut into the head, Roshi died instantly. The commander, who stepped over his corpse, which fell off the chair, prepared his blood-soaked sword. "B-Bastard! Your own country's envoy..." (Leonhart) While he was about to attack Leonhart, the other nobles, who were surprised by the bloody event, are scrambling for running away and head towards the door visibly tumbling about. However, even there they have been awaited by attendants standing in the way. "Have everyone here die. As the discussions haven't gone well, the enraged nobles of Orsongrande have stabbed Roshi with knives. Even though we were able to somehow counterattack, Roshi has passed away. You guys have passed away, too. That's how it will go." At the moment he pointed the sword at Leonhart, who has lost the ability to say anything due to surprise, a shuriken came flying from who-knows-where and pierced into the commander's right arm. The impact caused his sword to leap out of his hands. "Ugu!? What the heck!?" While being bewildered by the unknown piece of metal that pierced his arm, an avalanche of knights flowed out of the hidden pathway. In the blink of an eye the situation within the room changed into a state of fighting. Vaiya, who threw the shuriken, jumped in front of the commander holding a kusarigama in his hand. "We are Orsongrande's Royal Knight Order. There is a necessity for us to deal with this lot "Are you an idiot!? There's no way we will surrender just because you tell us to do so!" (Commander) The commander, who picked up his sword with his left hand while yelling, had his face severely struck by the counterweight thrown by Vaiya as he turned around. Dropping his sword once again, he fainted by being hit with the sickle's hilt as he was holding his face. Although several of his group's members were injured as well, all of the attendants were successfully arrested without being killed. For the knights, who are wearing armours, the attendants, who wear nothing more but simple clothes, were almost no contest. Vaiya stands in front of Leonhart, who sighed in relief while sitting down unable to stand up due to fear. "Are you someone from the knight orders? You have my thanks." (Leonhart) "It seems you are misunderstanding something here though." (Vaiya) Vaiya changes from holding the kusarigama to holding a rope. "You are a target for arrest as well. During the time until you receive your punishments from the new queen, I will have you obediently wait in prison." (Vaiya) "W-What foolish thing to say! What kind of crime did..." (Leonhart) "You have been tolerated since you are harmless. If you were harmful, you would have been removed by now." (Vaiya) Vaiya, who quickly tied up Leonhart, gave the order to put him together with the other nobles into the prison managed by the knight order. Even Roshi's fallen corpse is quickly disposed of by the knight order. In the meanwhile Vaiya constantly paid an undue amount of attention to his surroundings. "Did something happen, Vice-Captain?" "No... I thought Earl Tohno would appear because of a battle scene like this, but... well, it's fine, I guess. The coronation ceremony will start soon. We will entrust the conspicuous places to Captain Sabnak. We will continue to monitor from the shadows then." (Vaiya) Hearing Vaiya's words, the knights headed quickly towards their stations. One hour before the coronation ceremony. It was Imeraria's office were an incident started. "You are ... if I remember correctly, you were someone from the knight order. I believe you were in charge of guarding outside the castle, but did something happen?" (Imeraria) It was Balzephon, affiliated to the knight order, who visited the office. Imeraria, who felt doubts about a knight, whom she hardly ever met, suddenly visiting, experienced some uncomfortable feeling. Balzephon, who quickly surveyed the room while entering, stood in front of Imeraria and bowed respectfully. But, he didn't choose to kneel following the etiquette of retainers. The maids, who were close-by, are surprised by his unbelievably impolite attitude. At the moment Imeraria tried to open her mouth to warn him that he should be more careful, Balzephon spoke first. "Your Highness, I'm called Balzephon. I was a member of the Second Knight Order, but now I belong to the unified knight order. Just as Your Highness' said, the Royal Knight Order is protecting inside the castle and we are to guard outside the castle. ... However." (Balzephon) Balzephon took a straight look at Imeraria with forceful eyes. "Why is a former member of the Third Knight Order the captain of the Royal Knight Order? Isn't that person only talented at flattering up to Earl Tohno without even being able to properly handle a sword? Although the vice-captain is Vaiya, that person is an imbecile, who only does what he's told. He was never entrusted any important tasks at the Second Knight Order." (Balzephon) "... It looks like you are unhappy with my human resources. However, your manner of handling that is disrespectful. Quickly leave this room and I will overlook this situation." (Imeraria) Balzephon, who received that advice, laughed scornfully with a "Humph." "No, I'm the one controlling this situation... no, we are. I will have you obediently stay in this room. Given that there will be a small cleaning within the castle after this, during that time, let's get you ready to spend your entire life's time as puppet queen hereafter." (Balzephon) "What are you saying... ?" (Imeraria) Once Imeraria voiced her doubt, the knight, who stood at her side, suddenly drew his sword and thrust it at Imeraria. "! ... You are!" (Imeraria) The knight slightly falters due to her stern glare, but he doesn't lower the sword. "Just like me, he is originally from the Second Knight Order. It was difficult to create an opportunity where Sabnak and the bunch of the former Third Knight Order isn't present. The nobles are nothing but dumb. They were unusable incompetents even for acting as decoys with Vichy's group." (Balzephon) "You were called Balzephon, right? What's your goal?" (Imeraria) With this, it's the second time I have a sword thrust in front of me. Compared to the blood-lust I faced from Hifumi at that time, there isn't anything like that present currently "Honour." (Balzephon) "Eh?" (Imeraria) "For us knights it is honourable to win by fighting our enemies fair and square. It's not to be pleased with not knowing how to wield a weapon like Vaiya and neither is it to record useless conversations while stealthily peeping from the shadows like the bunch from the Third Knight Order. Originally it all became ridiculous starting with Your Highness appointing that man to a responsible post. We only want to reset that." (Balzephon) The other knights, who were present in the room, also drew their swords. The frightened maids gathered at one spot. "Right now our other companions are likely getting rid of Sabnak and Lotomago. Once we suppressed the bunch of the former Third Knight Order, we will have Your Highness grandly announce this feat to the citizens." (Balzephon) Balzephon is elated of himself "Earl Tohno will be banished from this country. Regarding Vichy and Horant, who caused a pointless war, they will receive punishment from the knight order in addition to the reparations." (Balzephon) "Can you hold onto your honour as knight with such meaningless action?" (Imeraria) Once Imeraria asked as if being disgusted, Balzephon quickly approached her and hit Imeraria's cheek with his open hand. Even the knight thrusting the sword at her was surprised by that, but he kept his mouth shut while glaring. "Though it was the responsibility of these countries to meaninglessly decrease our knight order, don't you agree? This will also serve as memorial service for the First and Second Knight Order, who died in the fight against Horant. I won't allow you to insult that." (Balzephon) While enduring the pain of her cheek, Imeraria worried more about Hifumi's situation than that of the man in front of her.
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ๆผใ‚ŒใŒๅคšใใ†ใ ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€่จˆ็ฎ—ใŒใงใใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใŒ้™็•Œใชใฎใ ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใซ่ชฐใŒไฝใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’่ชฟในใฆๅ–ใ‚Šใพใจใ‚ใŸๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฎไบ‹ใ ใ€‚็ขบใ‹็•ชๅœฐใจใ‹ใฎๆฆ‚ๅฟตใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใšใฏใŠๅ‰ใฎไธ‹ใซไธ€็•ชๅคšใไบบๅ“กใ‚’ๅ›žใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅพŒใง่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใซๅพ“ใฃใฆ่ก—ใฎๅ…จใฆใฎๅฎถใจๅœŸๅœฐใซ็•ชๅทใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ€ใใ“ใซ่ชฐใŒไฝใ‚“ใงใ„ใฆใชใ‚“ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’่ชฟในใ‚ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ้”ใซๆธกใ›ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅพด็จŽใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅŸบๆœฌๆƒ…ๅ ฑใจใชใ‚‹ใ€ ๅ‡บ็”Ÿใ‚„ๆญปไบกใ‚‚ๅฑŠๅ‡บใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใ€่กŒๆ”ฟใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใ‚‚ใใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใซๅŸบใฅใ„ใฆ่กŒใ†ใจ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅพŒใง่ชฌๆ˜ŽใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่žใ„ใฆ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚Œใฏๅ•†ๅทฅๆฅญใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ—ใŸใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใง?ใ€ ๆฌกใซ่ณชๅ•ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใƒ‰ใ‚ฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใงใ€้ซญ้ขใฎไธญๅนด็”ทใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงใพใ‹ใชๆฅญ็จฎใ”ใจใซ็ต„ๅˆใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใ‚’้€šใ˜ใฆๅ„่ทไบบใ‚„ๅบ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใพใจใ‚ใ€็”ฃๆฅญใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚„่กŒๆ”ฟใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ทใซๆบขใ‚ŒใŸๅฅดใ‚‚ใ€ใใ“ใ‚’้€šใ˜ใฆไบบๆ‰‹ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใฆใ„ใชใ„ๆ‰€ใธ้€ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅŠน็Ž‡็š„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ ใƒ‰ใ‚ฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Š็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใ€ๆ•ฐไบบใฎใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใฎๅฅด้šทใ‚‚้–“ใ‚‚ใชใใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใใ‚‰ใ‹ไฝœใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธญใงๅฃฒใ‚Š็‰ฉใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰็ต„ๅˆใ‚’้€šใ˜ใฆๅธ‚ๅ ดใซๆตใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ๅพด็จŽๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚„็จŽ็Ž‡ใชใฉใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ไธญใ‹ใ‚‰่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ๅ…จๅ“กใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใ€ๆˆธ็ฑๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒใพใจใพใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌใ€็จŽๅˆถๅค‰ๆ›ดใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใŸใ€‚ ็ขบ่ชใซใฏใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œ้ ˜ไธป้คจๅ†…ใซ็งๅฎคใจๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅฐ‚ๅฑžใฎไพๅฅณใ‚‚ใคใใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใง่ฒดๆ—ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅพ…้‡ใซๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ†ไธ€ๅŒใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚ญใƒ„ใ„ไป•ไบ‹ใ ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ไธ€่จ€ใซใ€ๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹่€…ใจใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใจๆง˜ใ€…ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆ—ฅใซใฏ่ก—ใธๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•้”ใซใ€่ก—ใฎๅทฅไบ‹ใจ้“ๅ…ทใฎไฝœๆˆใ‚’ใ€ๅ›ณ้ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆไปปใ›ใŸใ‚Šใ€่ก—ใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉฐๆ‰€ใงใฏใชใใ‚‚ใฃใจๅฐ‘ไบบๆ•ฐใŒ่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹ไบค็•ชใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅปบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆ–ฐ่จญใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸใ‚Šใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฒพๅŠ›็š„ใซ่ก—ไธญใ‚’ๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ถณใง่ก—ใ‚’ๆญฉใๅ›žใ‚‹ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„้ ˜ไธปใซใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฏๆˆธๆƒ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่ก—ใฎไฝไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€้ก”ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆๆฌก็ฌฌใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ด้ขๅ€’ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใŒใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ้‡‘ใจ็‰ฉ่ณ‡ใ‚’็”Ÿใฟใ ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€่‡ช็„ถใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆๅฟœใ˜ใ‚‹ไฝใฎไบ‹ใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒใŠๅ„ชใ—ใใชใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใญใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใŒใคใ‘ใฐใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใไปฅๅค–ใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๆจชใซใ„ใ‚‹ใชใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ......ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‹ใ‚‰่žใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅฃฐใงใ€ๆ€่€ƒใซๆฒˆใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸๆ„่ญ˜ใŒๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’?ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไธญๅคฎๅง”ๅ“กไผšใธใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’ใŠ้€ใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ‚ˆใ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ€ใใ“ใง่žใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚้š ใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€‚ 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ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎไบ‹ใฏๅซŒใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠไปŠใฏ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็Šถๆณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใช......ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎไปถใŒ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š่ฉฑใ™ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ†—่ซ‡ใ‚ใ‹ใ—ใŸ่ฉฑใ—ๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็งใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใซ็›ธๅฟœใ—ใ„ๅฅณใ ใจ่จผๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็งใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใซๅ–ใ‚Šๆ•ขใˆใšๆบ€่ถณใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใฆใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆไธ€็คผใ—ใฆ้€€ๅฎคใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆๅˆ€่บซใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅˆƒใ“ใผใ‚Œใ—ใชใ„ใ“ใจใฏๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆ—ฅ่ชฒใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ (ๆ‹ไบบใ€็ตๅฉšใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฃใกใงใฏ่€ƒใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ ใŒใ€่ฒดๆ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€ๆœฌใง่ชญใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ€ใฉใ“ใžใฎใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ“ฆใ‚Šๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ่žใ่ฉฑใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใงใ‚‚่ชฐใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ‚‚ใ€็ตๅฉšใ—ใŸใ‚‰ไฟบใฎๆ€งๆ ผใฏไธธใใชใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹?) ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅค‰่ณชใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๆ€–ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใธๆฅใฆใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆๆ€–ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ (ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฅดใฎๅซใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ๅฅดใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใญ......) ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ๅซใŒใงใใ‚Œใฐใใ‚ŒใŒๅคงไบ‹ใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๅญไพ›ใŒใงใใ‚Œใฐ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€‚ๆฐ—ใŒๆป…ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใชใ€ ๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใจใซ่‰ฒใ€…ๆ€ใ„ๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใจใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใฎ็ถšใใซๆฒก้ ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใŒๆ—ฉใ„ใฎใฏใƒˆใƒซใƒณใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใใฆใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ๅ…จ่ˆฌใซ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚ฆใƒผใƒฉใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰่ฒทใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใฎๅฅด้šท้”ใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅˆฐ็€ใฎๅˆๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’็ฒพๅŠ›็š„ใซใ“ใชใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ ˜ใฎๅฐ‚ๅฑžๅˆถไฝœ็ญใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅฅด้šทใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใฎใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใ‚’ใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใซใ€10ไบบใฎใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใŒใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใซๅˆฅใ‚Œใฆไฝœๆฅญใซๅ‹คใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚่ฒทใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใฏ15ไบบใ ใŒใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฏ่ก—ใฎๅทฅไบ‹ใซใ‚ใŸใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝœๆฅญๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏๅบƒใ€…ใจใ—ใŸไฝœๆฅญๅ ด่ทกใ‚’่ฒทใ„ๅ–ใฃใฆๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่จชใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใฟใฆใ€ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใŒ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œไฝœๆฅญใฏ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€ ใพใ ไฝœๆฅญ้–‹ๅง‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆ—ฅใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใ™ใงใซใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎไฝœๅ“ใŒไฝœๆฅญๅ ดใฎ่„‡ใซไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใŠใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฅด้šทใซใชใฃใกใพใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ้‰ฑๅฑฑใงๆญปใฌใพใงๅƒใใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŠใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ“ใ‚Œใจ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„็‰ฉใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ใฟใ‚“ใช้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใซใฏๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใฆใŠใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚ใ€ๆŒ‡็คบ้€šใ‚Šใซใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใซ่ช˜ๅฐŽใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ไฝœๅ“ใ‚’้ †็•ชใซ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆไฝœๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆŠ•็Ÿณๅ™จใจๅคงๅž‹ใฎใƒœใ‚ฆใ‚ฌใƒณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆญฆๅ™จใงใ€็Ÿขใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใชๆœจๆงใ‚’ๅฐ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็Ÿญใ„ๆœŸ้–“ใงๅคง้‡ใซไฝœใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€็Ÿขใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใŸใ ๅ‰Šใฃใฆไฝœใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๆงใŒๆ—ฉใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฆๅ™จใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎโ€œใจใ‚ใฃใ“โ€ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ๅฐ่ปŠใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ? ็ขบใ‹ใซ้‡ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ผ‰ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ไบŒไบบใง็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ›ณ้ข้€šใ‚ŠใซไฝœใฃใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ๆ›ฒใŒใ‚‹ๆฉŸ่ƒฝใŒ็„กใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ ใ€Œๅฐ‚็”จใฎใƒฌใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๅผ•ใใ€‚ๆญฃ็ขบใซ่จ€ใˆใฐไบŒๆœฌใฎๆฃ’ใ‚’ๅนณ่กŒใซๆ•ทใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎไธŠใซ่ผ‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆฃ’ใŒใ‚ซใƒผใƒ–ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใใ‚Œใซๆฒฟใฃใฆๆ›ฒใŒใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‹•ไฝœ่ฉฆ้จ“ใฏๆธˆใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใช? ่ทๅ“กใ‚’ไฝ•ไบบใ‹ๅฟœๆดใซใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ก—ไธญใ‚’ไธ€ๅ‘จใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒผใƒซใ‚’ไบŒๆœฌๆ•ท่จญใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ่ก—ไธญใฎๅ›ณ้ขใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้“่ทฏ้ƒจๅˆ†ใซๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ใชใžใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไบŒๆœฌใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ้€†ๅ›žใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐไพฟๅˆฉใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅฎ‰ใ„็งปๅ‹•ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใจใ—ใฆๆ™ฎๅŠใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€่ก—ไธญใฎๆต้€šใ‚„ไบบใฎ็งปๅ‹•ใŒๆดปๆ€งๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใจๅคงใ’ใ•ใซ้ ทใใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ใ†ใžใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฎใƒฌใƒผใƒซใฏ่ก—ใฎๅค–ใธๅˆ†ๅฒใ™ใ‚‹ๅˆ†ใ‚‚ไฝœใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒๆ–น้ขใซใชใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹้ƒฝๆ–น้ขใงใฏใชใ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆˆฆไบ‰็‰ฉ่ณ‡ใ‚’็ด ๆ—ฉใ้‹ใถใŸใ‚ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใž? ไบบใ‚‚็‰ฉ่ณ‡ใ‚‚ใ€ๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใๆ‰‹้…ใงใใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๆœ‰ๅˆฉใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๆœ—ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰็‰ฉ้จ’ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่ฉฑใ™่‹ฅใ„้ ˜ไธปใซใ€ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใฏๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ (ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅ™‚ใฎ่‹ฑ้›„โ€œ็ดฐๅ‰ฃใฎ้จŽๅฃซโ€ใชใฎใ‹?) ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใซใฏใ€่‹ฑ้›„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ไฝ•ใ‹ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚’ๆ€ใ„็›ดใ›ใฐใ€ใ“ใ“ใง่…•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ไปฅๅค–ใซใฏใชใ„ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’่žใ้€ƒใ™ใพใ„ใจๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใŒใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ๆˆฆๅ ดใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจไบˆๆ„Ÿใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€‚
As he didn't really consider Orsongrande an enemy nor did he judge them to be allies either, he didn't particularly care which path they would choose. The state being as it is, Hifumi officially became the feudal lord of the central viscount territory of Fokalore. The mansion of the former feudal lord of Fokalore became his residence from now on. Even though Hifumi said it would be plenty for him to use a small room like the servants used, he was persuaded by Sabnak that if the feudal lord were in such situation the servants rooms would end up shrinking even more. Thus, the result was that he would use the room Hagenti used before.magic Incidentally, Origa and Alyssa also received a room for living in the same former feudal lord mansion. The two were given rooms that were originally used by the former feudal lord's relatives. Alyssa swiftly decided on an extravagant room to live in, but she was unusually bewildered having her circumstances being taken care of by maids. From the time Origa returned to Fokalore she stayed close to Hifumi almost as if her position was to be his secretary. She also aspired the room next to Hifumi's room. Thus she was finishing her work vigorously. Although one part of the expeditionary force returned to the capital, the majority of above 80 people stayed behind. Revising from their organisation during the war, they divided into 4 groups to guard the territory, maintain the public order, and practice all kinds of things. They changed into a simple way of performing a relief rotation and decided to conscript new recruits from within the territory. Alyssa was employed as army manager while Origa was employed to manage the civil officials. Merely for form's sake Hifumi arranged this shape of system for now. As it would affect their own future, all of them were desperate. "Alright, it's time. Everyone put down your pens." (Hifumi) The scratching sound of filling in the papers ceased and without knowing who it was, the sound of breathing out could be heard. Since it was merely the portion of four people, Hifumi collected the sheets of paper without delay and graded them quickly. "Alright, maa, I guess it's fine. All of you will operate as civil officials under my direct control." (Hifumi) After checking the answers of the test, Hifumi tossed the papers on top of the desk and looked at everyone while talking. "I'm so glad..." (Slave) A single woman muttered while the others had a relieved facial expression. "Well then, I will now explain regarding the organisation of this city's administration. As it isn't a city of significant scale, it isn't feasible to make anything but a simple structure. The five of you, you guys and Miyukare, will play a leading role in the administration of this city with Origa on top. As you know, Miyukare will be transferred to the troops. Depending on the situation she will bear the duty of mediating with the administration. Caim "Ano ... What is a family register?" (Paryu) The youngest woman among the slaves, Paryu, raised her hand. "Ah, now that you mention it, I didn't explain that." (Hifumi) Although Hifumi said there were many leaks like that, since there were only few people who could calculate, Sabnak mentioned with confidence that this degree of taxation was the limit of what was possible. "It is work that investigates who and where someone is living and compiles this information. Certainly, because there is obviously no concept of addresses or such either, most of the personnel will be at first sent under your supervision. After explaining the details, they will attach a number to all plots of land and houses within the city. Furthermore they will check up who lives there and what kind of occupation they have. And then you will hand this information over to Caim's group. This will become the basic information in order to collect the taxes." (Hifumi) He also explained that the performance of the administration services was based on the information obtained by receiving reports about birth and death. Although Paryu had a face which likewise could mean that she understood it or didn't, after listening to his explanation she nodded in assent. "Even though I have the work called 'guidance of the commerce and industry,' what would be good to do there?" (Doelgar) The next question came from Doelgar, a middle-aged man with a bearded face. "Generally it is to make a guild for every type of industry. Each craftsman and store should be coordinated through them by giving them instructions depending on the situation of the industry and the instructions from the administration. Also, those guys who are unemployed will be efficiently sent to the places, which don't have enough hands, as manpower by the guilds." (Hifumi) "I see." (Doelgar) Doelgar seems to have understood it quickly. "And, before long there will arrive several dwarf slaves at Fokalore. Since they are able to somewhat produce some things as well, we will distribute those goods, which have become our specialty, through the guilds in the country's market. Everything in regards to that I will entrust to you." (Hifumi) "I have understood." (Doelgar) Furthermore, such things as tax collection and tax rate, he explained to everyone the details of what he planned during the war. As soon as the family register information was gathered, he would announce the change of the tax system. In order to validate them, each of them would be given a private room in the feudal lord's mansion to serve as office and would have an exclusive maid assigned to them. "You can interpret it as your work being this level of demanding and intensity." (Hifumi) After these words some became scared while others showed their determination. That day the dwarves arrived in the city, they prepared the tools for the construction work in the city and were shown the blueprints while receiving the necessary explanations. The instructions were about the new buildings like the police box, where a smaller amount of guards could be stationed unlike a guard office in concern of the the city's security. Hifumi was vigorously going through the entire city. As new feudal lord he walked through the city on his own feet. Even though the city's inhabitants were bewildered in the beginning, it reached the point that they greeted him as they gradually memorized his face. Although Hifumi frankly thought of it as troublesome, considering that they had provided the money and materials for the sake of the war, it naturally turned into him improving his acceptance of the matters regarding his governmental position. "Somehow your mood has become a bit more gentle." (Origa) Origa smiled while making black tea for Hifumi. Except during work, Origa is always besides me "That ... I heard from Alyssa." (Origa) Towards Origa's voice he returned his consciousness from his deep thinking. "What?" (Hifumi) "It's about the matter regarding Hifumi-sama sending a written letter in order for to the central government of Vichy to hand over Beirevra. Thank you very much." (Origa) Given that Alyssa is apparently often consulting with Origa, I guess she heard about it then. "We don't know yet what kind of effect it will have. There is no guarantee that Vichy will follow it obediently either. There is no need to thank me for something like that." (Hifumi) "Even if there are no results, I will gladly accept the situation just like that. Because of that, um ..." (Origa) With a deep red face Origa tried to convey something while being fidgety but she wasn't quite able to put it in words. Seeing her like that, although it is appropriate for a girl of her age, for some reason she ends up wearing me out recently "You better not continue saying anything yet regarding the previous matter." (Hifumi) "Even I am a man. I am happy about your feelings." (Hifumi) Hifumi urged Origa to the couch in the reception and also sat in front of her himself. "But, I bought you, who was a slave, as a slave. I couldn't accomplish your vengeance properly either. Maa, I guess for Kasha this much was fine already. Even though I won't say that I am close to fulfilling your revenge, isn't this like the often seen part of imprinting something?" (Hifumi) "Th-There is no such thing!" (Origa) Origa, thinking that her feelings were denied, started to spill tears. "Calm down. As I haven't really settled down in this world yet, you can say that I didn't think about wanting to have a relationship like that. It is for my own convenience. Sorry." (Hifumi) Seeing the figure of the apologizing Hifumi, Origa quickly subdued her feelings. "S-Such a degree of apology towards me, Hifumi-sama, please stop it!" (Origa) "I don't dislike you. But, in the current situation I don't plan to go any further than that. That's right ... once the case with Vichy has been settled, I will make time for us to talk at ease. However, only if Origa's feelings haven't changed at that time." (Hifumi) Even though Hifumi's way of talking showed signs of jesting, Origa took it seriously. "I understand. As my feelings won't change, I will prove it to you that I am suitable woman to stand at Hifumi-sama's side. Therefore, could you please watch me?" (Origa) "... Understood" (Hifumi) Was Hifumi's reply sufficient for her for the time being? Regaining her smile, Origa bowed and left the room as she had to return to her work. Hifumi, who was left behind, unsheathed his katana and checked the sword blade. < Lover, Marriage, huh? Although I didn't think about these things over there, now that I have become a noble, I wonder if somewhere there is an ojou-san approaching to snuggle up to me like the impressions I got from reading in books? As it is an often heard story, I wonder whether my own character will get as amicable to marry Origa or some other partner? Will I be able to cease killing people? > (Hifumi) Other than killing or being killed, me ending up changing in such way, that is scary. < I wonder if there is a fellow who wants to become the bride of such a guy? ... > (Hifumi) Or, I wonder, if becoming the wife is impossible, to become a cherished partner? "Stop, let's just stop. It will only cause me to feel depressed." (Hifumi) As it was inevitable for him to worry about various things without making a decision either, he continued to immerse himself in his work. Apparently it wasn't only Thorn who worked early but it was something that could be said for the entire dwarven race. The dwarf slaves Hifumi had bought from Ular did their assigned work energetically from the first day after arriving in Fokalore. As 15 dwarves were purchased, the remainder was working at the construction of the city currently. The manufacturing area was an extensive workshop which was bought to be utilized. Seeing the figure of Hifumi arriving, Pruflas ran up to him. "Oo, feudal lord-sama?" (Pruflas) "It seems the work is making progress." (Hifumi) Despite it only being one day since the work had started, there were already several products lined up at the side of the workshop. "No, not at all. Since accepting the assignment of such enjoyable work, we are doing our best. After becoming slaves, though we wondered whether we would work in the mines until death, we can now produce things that we haven't seen until now either like this and that. We all do this in order to thank the feudal lord. Now, please confirm whether we were able to follow your instructions adequately!" (Prulflas) Guided by Prulflas, he checked the products in turns. Producing according to Hifumi's instructions, there were ballistas and weapons resembling large bow-guns. In order for those being able to shoot simple wood lances were produced instead of arrows. "Although I can understand the weapons, what do you want to do with this wagon called "rail car"? Certainly, as it is easy to move it with two people even if it has to carry heavy load, according to the blueprints it doesn't provide a function to make a curve." (Pruflas) "I will draw up an exclusive rail. To say it accurately, we will lay out two poles side-by-side and place it on top of them. It will make the curves according to the curving of those poles." (Hifumi) "Haven't you finished the movement test? Since I will dispatch some personnel as support, please construct two rails around the whole city." (Hifumi) Hifumi handed over a drawing of the whole city. It showed the traced lines of the drawn parts of the roads. "Are there two of them?" (Pruflas) "It's convenient to have one going around in reverse. It will be a popular way of cheap travelling. It will stimulate the movement of people and goods in the whole city." (Hifumi) At the exaggerated agreement of Pruflas, Hifumi laughed refreshingly. "It is different. After this, I will have you make further rails having segments diverging away from this city to other places. In the direction of the national border." (Hifumi) "Not in the direction of the royal capital?" (Pruflas) "Obviously not. Won't these be used in order to quickly transport materials for the war? Goods and people as well. That alone is already advantageous for swiftly preparing." (Hifumi) The young feudal lord talked about dangerous things while smiling brightly. Prulflas had his breath taken away. <This is the rumored hero "Knight of the Slender Sword"?> (Pruflas) As for Prulflas, rather than a hero he felt something even more dreadful. But, thinking back on his own position, there was nothing for him to do but displaying his skill here. He acted as if he didn't hear Hifumi's indications and renewed his attitude. While he had a hunch that this city would become a battlefield someday.
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169.Living For Love ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใ€ ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅฏๅฎคใธๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅฆปใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€ใใ—ใฆๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็ˆถใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใ ใ‘ใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ็‹™ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅคœๆ˜Žใ‘ๅ‰ใพใงใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ„ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œๆธฉใ‹ใ„ใƒŸใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚’ใŠๆŒใกใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎๆจชใธใ€ๆนฏๆฐ—ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ๆกถใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใŠๆนฏใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฟใ‚ชใƒซใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅ …ใ็ตžใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใกใ‚‰ใงใŠไฝ“ใ‚’ใŠๆ‹ญใใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ใŠ็คผใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๅฟœใˆใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใƒผใ‚ผใƒƒใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰็œŸใฃ็™ฝใชใƒŠใ‚คใƒˆใ‚ฌใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ„็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่‚ฉใธใใฃใจใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้–“ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๆนฏๆตดใฟใฎ็”จๆ„ใŒๆ•ดใ„ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ๅ…ฌๅ‹™ใฎๅ‰ใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใŠๆต„ใ‚ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€ŒๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™......ใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚ŠๅŒ‚ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๅ—…ใŽใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใฏๆฑ—่‡ญใ„ไธญใซๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒๆททใ˜ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€‚็”ทๅฅณใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๆœฌไบบไปฅๅค–ใฎ่€…ใซใฏ่‰ฏใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใใ“ใ‚‰ใฎไพๅฅณใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸไธ‹ไธ–่ฉฑใชๅ™‚่ฉฑใฎ็จฎใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆใ‚ฌใ‚ฆใƒณใฎๅ‰ใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใตใจๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆž•ๅ…ƒใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ้ฆ™็‚‰ใ‚’ๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใธใจๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ†ใกใซใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใŠ่ฟ”ใ—ใ—ใฆใŠใใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซใ”่ฟ”ๅดใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅŠนๆžœใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใพใ ็—›ใฟใŒๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ไธ‹่…น้ƒจใ‚’ใ•ใ™ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฆ™็‚‰ใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎไธ€ใคใงใ€็„ก่‡ญใฎ็‰นๆฎŠใช่–ฌๅ“ใ‚’็„šใใ“ใจใงใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใฎๅฆŠๅจ ็Ž‡ใ‚’้ฃ›่บ็š„ใซๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็”Ÿ็†ๅ‘จๆœŸใฏๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไธๅฎ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰็›ธ่ซ‡ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใŒใ€็ˆถใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šๅ—ใ‘ใฆใใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆ‰€ๆŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้š ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏใ€้’ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎ็‚บใชใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ—ใถใ—ใถไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ—ใŸใ€‚้•ทใๅญใŒใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใŒใ€ๆŽขใ—ใซๆŽขใ—ใฆๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใฎใŒใใฎๅŠนๆžœใ‚’่กจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใ‚จใƒ”ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ไป˜ใใง้ฆ™็‚‰ใจ่–ฌๅ“ใ‚’ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†่กจๆƒ…ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๆŽˆใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้ก˜ใ†ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใ€ŒๅฎšๆœŸ็š„ใซๅฅ่จบใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆ—ฉใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไบŒใ‹ๆœˆ็จ‹ๅบฆใงใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ€Ÿใ‚ŠใŸๆ—ฅใซ็งใ‚‚่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ†ใพใใ„ใ‘ใฐ้™›ไธ‹ใจๅญ่‚ฒใฆใฎ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ‚‚ใงใใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†......ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฎไปถใ‚‚ใใ†ใ ใŒใ€็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎโ€œใใ†ใ„ใ†่ฉฑโ€ใฏ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅคงใ—ใŸ็ตŒ้จ“ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ใฉใ†่ฟ”ใ—ใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใใ€ๅญใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€ๅญไพ›ใฎๅ‡บ็”Ÿใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ๅ…ฌ่กจใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ไนณๆฏๅ…ผๆ•™่‚ฒไฟ‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ„ใ‹ใŒใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใฏๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚็งใ‚‚ๅญไพ›ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ไพๅฅณใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฏ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใจใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใŒ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅญใ‹็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒ......ใใฎๅญใซใ‚‚ใ€็ˆถ่ฆชใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใŠไผใˆใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบบ็‰ฉใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่ฉฑใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅฝผใŒ็ˆถ่ฆชใ ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใฏ่‡ดใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใ ๆฑบใ‚ใฆใฏใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ„ใšใ‚Œใฏๅœฐๆ–นใฎ่‹ฅใใ—ใฆไบกใใชใฃใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€ใจใงใ‚‚่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใฌใใ‚‚ใ‚ŠใŒๆฎ‹ใ‚‹้ฆ™็‚‰ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ€ๅฃใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ขๅ€’ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใซใฏใ€ใฏใ‘ๅฃใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ•้กŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ไธปไบบใฎใฏใ‘ๅฃใซใ‚‚็งใŒใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚้™›ไธ‹ใŒๅพกๅฟƒใฎใพใพใซใŠ้Žใ”ใ—ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ่‡ฃใจใ—ใฆใฎๅนธ็ฆใงใ™ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚้ ๆ…ฎใชใ็”ณใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ€ใจใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใพใšไธ€ใคใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใจๅญใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅญใ‚’ใ€ๅ‹ไบบใซใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใฆ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ™ใใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๆ„ๅ›ณใ‚’ๆฑฒใฟใ€ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ€้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใใฃใจใ€็งใฎๅญใซใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ‚ใฃใŸไบŒไบบใฏใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎไฝ“้จ“ใ‚„็”ทๆ€งใฎๆ‰ฑใ„ใซใคใ„ใฆใฒใจใ—ใใ‚Š่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ†ใจใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅฝผๅฅณๅฐ‚็”จใฎๆตดๅ ดใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏ่ก€ใฎ่ทกใ‚‚็”Ÿใ€…ใ—ใ„ๅฏๅ…ทใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ€ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซ็„ผใๆจใฆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ็„ผๅดๆ–ฝ่จญใธใจ้‹ใถใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆนฏๆตดใฟใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ…ƒใธใ€ไธ€ใคใฎๆ›ธ้กžใŒๅฑŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆต้ ˜ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝๅขƒใซใฆใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใŸใจใฎ่จ˜่ผ‰ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€้˜ฒ่ก›ใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ›ฝๅ†…ใซ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๆฝœไผใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใฎไบˆๆธฌใจใ—ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒใ™ใงใซ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซไน—ใฃๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏ้€€ๅดใ—ใŸใฏใšใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆ—ฉใใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹? ไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹!ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ๆ›ธ็ฐกใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใจใ€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใจๅ…ฑใซๆ—ฉๆœใ‹ใ‚‰็™ปๅŸŽใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซๆ˜Ž็ขบใช็ญ”ใˆใ‚’ๅ‡บใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบˆๆธฌใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใŒๆ’ƒ้€€ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใจใฏๅˆฅใฎ้ƒจ้šŠใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚Šใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใ€ๆ”ป็•ฅใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏไพตๅ…ฅใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€็งปๅ‹•ใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็•ฐๅธธใซ้€Ÿใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„ใ€ใจใ—ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใใฎ่ช่ญ˜ใŒ็”˜ใ„ใ€ใจๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰่‰ฒใ€…ใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€็ต็•Œไปฅๅค–ใซใ‚‚ๆง˜ใ€…ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€้ฉๆญฃใจ็ฟ’็†Ÿๆฌก็ฌฌใงใฏใ€็ฉบใ‚’้ฃ›ใถใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅฏ่ƒฝใ ใจใ‹ใ€‚็ฌฌไธ€ใ€้•ใ†ไธ–็•Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบบ็‰ฉใŒใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰......ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚ˆใ„ใ‹ใฏๅพฎๅฆ™ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅฑ…ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€ ไฝ•ใŒใ—ใ‹ใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใงใ€่ปข็งปใ—ใŸใ‚Š้ซ˜้€Ÿใง็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅฏ่ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎไบˆๆƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅฌๅ–š้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟ็”จใงใใŸใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใฃใŸใๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ็„กใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ€‚ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใซๅ„ชใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใฆใฏใ€่ถณๅ…ƒใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๅ†ใณใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ๅ‹•ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใšใฃใจๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใƒƒ! ๅ…ˆ้ฃ้šŠใฎ้€ฃไธญใฎ่ฉฑใจ้•ใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‹!ใ€ ๅฟ…ๆญปใง่ตฐใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰่‡ช้™ฃใธใจๅผ•ใ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎไธ€ไบบใŒใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎ็”บใซๆง‹็ฏ‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€้ ‘ไธˆใช้˜ฒๅฃใ‚’ๅฟŒใ€…ใ—ใ’ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅใๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅซใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅฝผใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆŠ•็Ÿณ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใฏ้˜ฒๅฃใซๅ‚ทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚„ใฃใจใงใ€็ชๅ…ฅใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹็ฉดใ™ใ‚‰้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎใ›ใ„ใงๆ—ฉๆœŸใซๆ’ค้€€ใ™ใ‚‹็พฝ็›ฎใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผไพตๅ…ฅใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ—ใŸใƒใ‚ทใƒ ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ไบบๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ›ฝๅ†…ใธไปฒ้–“ใ‚’้€ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ“ใจใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚’่ถณๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚Šใจใ—ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅ›ฝๅ†…ใธใจ็ชๅฆ‚็พใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ่ปใฏใ€็žฌใ้–“ใซใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ›ฝๅ†…ใ‚’ๅˆถๅœงใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไบบๆ•ฐใฎ้ƒฝๅˆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซใฏๅ„ๆ‰€ใฎ็ฎก็†่ฒฌไปป่€…ใ‚’ๅนฝ้–‰ใ—ใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ€้ฃŸ็”จใ‚’ไพ›ๅ‡บใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฟใซๆญขใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้€ƒใ’ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚„ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒๆ–น้ขใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใปใฉ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซไผšใ†็ขบ็Ž‡ใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ไป–ใซใฏ่’้‡Žใ—ใ‹่กŒใใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฎŸ่ณชใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผๅ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎไบบใ€…ใฏใ€็”บใ‚’้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹้ธๆŠžใฏใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๅ‰ไพ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅˆฅใฎๅ›ฝใจใฏใ„ใˆไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใธใฎไพตๆ”ปใ‚‚็ฐกๅ˜ใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใฏ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ—ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‚‚ๅฎŸใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใซใ—ใ‹่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ๆ‚ชๆ…‹ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ้ญ”ไบบๅ…ตใฎ้šฃใงใ€ๅŒๅƒšใŒๆงใซ่ฒซใ‹ใ‚Œใฆๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅฝผใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ไผธในใ‚‹ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ๅ‹•ใใŒ้ˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆฌกใซไธฒๅˆบใ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŽใ‚ƒใฃ!?ใ€ ใพใŸไธ€ไบบใ€่ชฐใ‹ใฎๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใƒƒ! ใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใƒƒ!ใ€ ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆๆ€–ใซ่€ใˆๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใšใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏๆ‰‹่ฟ‘ใชๅฒฉใฎๅฝฑใซ้ฃ›ใณใ“ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใพใ ้™ฃใพใงใ‚ใ‚“ใช่ท้›ขใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹......ใ€ ไบ”็™พใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซไปฅไธŠๅ…ˆใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใŒๆง‹็ฏ‰ใ—ใŸๆˆฆ้™ฃใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆˆฆ้™ฃใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€้ฃŸๆ–™ใชใฉใฎ่ท็‰ฉใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€็›ฎๅฐใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ ใ‘ใฎ็ฐกๆ˜“ใช้›†ๅˆๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ“ใพใง่กŒใ‘ใฐๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚็”บใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ’ƒใกๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅ™จใฏๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใฏใšใ ใ—ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็Ÿขใฎ้›จใชใ‚‰ใฌๆงใฎ้›จใŒ้™ใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ€ใใ“ใพใงๆ•ตใซ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ่ตฐใ‚‹ๅ‹‡ๆฐ—ใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ็ทฉใ‚€ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใช......ใ€ ใใ‚ŒใŒใ„ใคใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ๆญปใฌใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏใƒžใ‚ทใ ใฃใŸใ€‚่…ฐใซๆใ’ใŸ็šฎ่ข‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐดใ‚’ไธ€ๅฃ้ฃฒใ‚€ใจใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ…ตใฏใใฃใŸใ‚Šใจๅฒฉใซใ‚‚ใŸใ‚Œใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็•œ็”Ÿใ€ไบบ้–“ใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚็ขŒใซไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใจ่žใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใผใ‚„ใใ€‚่ชฐใ‚‚็ญ”ใˆใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€ๅ…ตๅŠ›ใฎไธ‰ๅˆ†ใฎไบŒใ‚’ๆธฉๅญ˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใพใšๆง˜ๅญ่ฆ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰โ€œๅ…ตๅŠ›ใฎๆŒฏใ‚Šๅˆ†ใ‘โ€ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใธ้›†ไธญใ—ใ€ๅ‡บๆ’ƒใจๆฎ‹็•™ใฎๆฏ”็Ž‡ใŒ้€†ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏๆ€ใ†ใ•ใพ่น‚่บ™ใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅคงใ—ใฆ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ่’้‡Žๅดใซใ‚ใ‚‹้˜ฒ่ก›ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅŸบๆบ–ใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ไปŠๅ›žใ‚‚ไธๅนธใชๅ‡บไผšใ„ใ•ใˆใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใชใฉๆฅฝใซ็ช็ ดใงใใ‚‹ใ€ใจ่ธใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็‰นๅพดใฏๅ…จ่ปใซ้€š้”ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ™ใๆ’ค้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจๅŽณๅ‘ฝใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ๅ…ตใŒ็ซ‹ใฆใŸ่จˆ็”ปใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใงใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ็ ฆใ‚„้˜ฒๅฃใ‚’้ญ”ๆณ•ใง็ ดๅฃŠใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ€่†‚ๅŠ›ใซๅ„ชใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใŸใกใง็ช็ ดใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ€ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎ็”บใธใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใใฎๅŒๅƒšใŸใกใฏใ€ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ๆณ•้šœๅฃใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒๆ”พใฃใŸๅฒฉ็Ÿณใ‚„็‚Žใฏใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้˜ฒๅพกใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€้˜ฒๅฃใซ้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฒใ—ๅฝขใ‚„ๅ††ๅฝขใฎ้š™้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฌกใ€…ใซ้ฃ›ๆฅใ™ใ‚‹ๆงใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ้šŠใฏใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๅŠๆธ›ใ—ใ€็ชๆ’ƒใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใจๅ…ฑใซใ€็ทๅดฉใ‚Œใซใชใฃใฆไธ€ๆ™‚ๆ’ค้€€ใ‚’ไฝ™ๅ„€ใชใใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้šŠ้•ทใฏ......ใ€ ๅฒฉ้™ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฃใจๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ไบŒๆœฌใฎๆงใ‚’่บซไฝ“ใ‹ใ‚‰็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€่ƒŒใฎ้ซ˜ใ„้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€‚่ชฐใŒๆŒ‡ๆฎใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏๅธฐใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใช......ๅธฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใพใงใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ๆฌกใซ้–€ใŒ้–‹ใใฎใฏไธ‰ๆ—ฅๅพŒใ€‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใจใ€ไบบๅ“กไบคไปฃใฎ็‚บใ ใ€‚ๅพ’ๆญฉใ‚„้ฆฌใง่ฒทใˆใ‚‹ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎ้ฃŸ็ณงใฏ็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆญปใ‚“ใ ้€ฃไธญใฎ้ฃŸ็ณงใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ€้‹ๆฌใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใŒ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใฎ็”บใง้ฆฌ่ปŠใงใ‚‚ๅฅชใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹......? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใพใš่’้‡Žใฎ้“ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ็ตถๆœ›็š„ใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใงใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใพใŸๆฐดใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใŸใฃใทใ‚Šไธ‰ๆ—ฅ้–“ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ—ใฆ็”Ÿใๅปถใณใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœ€ๆ—ฉๆ”ปใ‚่พผใ‚‚ใ†ใชใฉใจใ„ใ†่€ƒใˆใฏๅนใ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚ๅคงใ—ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใฎใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ€‚ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•้šœๅฃใŒ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅฑใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใฟใ€้€ƒใ’ใฆใ„ใ้ญ”ไบบๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใซใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏไบคใ˜ใ‚Šใซๆณจๆ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใงใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒๅฟ™ใ—ใชใๅ‹•ใๅ›žใ‚Šใ€ๆงใฎ่ฃœๅ……ใ‚„ๅฐ„ๆ‰‹ใฎไบคไปฃใ€ๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใฎ็‚นๆคœใชใฉใงๅคงใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใฎใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใฏใ€ๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒ็„กใใฆ้š…ใซๅ›บใพใฃใฆไธ€ๅฟœใฏๆˆฆใ†ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใฏไธ€ๆ—ฆไผ‘ๆ†ฉใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใงใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใŒไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ“ใ“ใงใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใธใจๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ”ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œใฎใจใ“ใ‚็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใพใŸๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใใซๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใŠใใ‚Œใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•้šœๅฃใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‰ใฎไธ€็•ชๅพ—ๆ„ใชใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๅฏใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰็ฃไบบใŸใกใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒๅฎฟ่ˆŽใจใ—ใฆไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ›ใƒ†ใƒซใธใจๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ้šœๅฃใ‚’ๅผตใ‚‹ๅฝนใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸๆ•ฐๅใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใ€ๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎๅ…ƒใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ไบคไปฃใงไผ‘ๆ†ฉใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใจใ€ๅ†ใณใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฎๆ‰€ใธๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใตใ‚ใตใ‚ใจ็™ฝใ„ๆฏ›ใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ่ตฐใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๅงฟใซใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏ้ ฌใŒ็ทฉใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใƒใŸใก็ฃไบบใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ใ‚ใชใŸ้”ใŒใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใฆๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚้ฃŸๆ–™ใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝฟใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€ŒๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™......ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ ้˜ฒๅฃใฎไธŠใธใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏใ€ไป็Ž‹็ซ‹ใกใง้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ‹•ๅ‘ใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใ€็œŸ็ด…ใฎใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็ฟปใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซๅฐ„ๆ’ƒใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ™ใจใ€ใตใซใ‚ƒใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใˆ......ใ€ ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใจใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏ้ซ˜ใ•ๅ››ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉใฎ้˜ฒๅฃใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ้ขจใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ไฟใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅงฟใฏใ€ๅฐๆŸ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ‡›ใ€…ใ—ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ใใฎ็ซ‹ใกๅฑ…ๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใ„ใฏใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใซ่จ“็ทดใ‚’ๆ–ฝใ™ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใซไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใชใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใ€ๆ„ๅ›ณใ—ใฆใใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใˆ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„!ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใถใ‚“ใถใ‚“ใจๆŒฏใ‚Šใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏ้ ญใฎไธญใง้‡ใชใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใปใฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตๆง˜ใฏๅ…ˆไปฃใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‚่‹ฅ็„กไบบใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ•ใŒใพใ‚‹ใง้•ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎไบบใ‚’ไบบใจๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ๅ†ทใŸใ„็›ฎใฎ็”ทใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใฉใ†ใ‹ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹? ๅŒใ˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใ„ไบบใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉ? ไธ€็”Ÿๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ“ใจใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฃใฆใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใฏใฏใ€ใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎ้›†ใพใ‚Šใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’็›ฎใง่ฟฝใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใ„? ็ฃไบบใฎๅ—œๅฅฝใฃใฆใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‚ใชใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใฒใญใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใซใ€้ ญไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ•ใƒผใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„! ใฉใ†ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใญใŒโ€•ใ„! ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ•ใ‚“ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใใฆใƒผ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ! ใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ้ขจใง่žใ“ใˆใซใใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๅคงๅฃฐใงๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ‚‚็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใฎๅคงๅฃฐใง็ญ”ใˆใฆใ€ๅฝนๅ ดใธใจๆ—ฉ่ถณใงๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใตใต......ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใจใฏๅ…จ็„ถ้•ใ†ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใ‚‚ใ„ใชใใชใฃใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒ้€ฃ็ตกๅฝนใซใชใ‚Œใฐใ€้ ˜ไธป่ฃœไฝๅฝนใจใ—ใฆไธ€ๆ—ฅไธญ้šฃใซ......ใ€ ๆœฌไบบใฏใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใŒใ€ๅฎข่ฆณ็š„ใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅฃใฎ็‰‡ๆ–นใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๅŠใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸ้‚ชๆ‚ชใช็ฌ‘ใฟใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฏ่‡ช็„ถใจ้“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆˆฆไบ‰ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ—ฉใ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใชใใกใ‚ƒใ€‚ใใฃใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตๆง˜ใฎๅ…ƒใงใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็”บใซใชใ‚‹......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ†ใ—ใชใใฆใฏ!ใ€ ไธ€้ƒจๅ‹•ๆฉŸใŒไธ็ด”ใช่€…ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใคใคใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ้ ˜ไธปใจใ—ใฆใฎๅŸบ็›คใฏๆ•ดใ„ใคใคใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 169: Living For Love "Your Majesty." The one entering Imeraria's bedchamber after knocking was Sabnak's wife, Shibyula. Only Sabnak, her and Prime Minister Adol, Shibyula's father, knew of Imeraria's aim. And also what Hifumi might have done in this room until before-dawn. "Shibyula-san...?" (Imeraria) "I have brought warm milk, Milady." (Shibyula) Shibyula put down a cup with steam rising next to the bed, and then took out a towel from a bucket with hot water and wrung it strongly. "Please wipe your body with this." (Shibyula) "Thank you." (Imeraria) Shibyula, who answered the gratitude with a smile, fetched a pure-white nightgown from the closet and gently wraps it over Imeraria's shoulders who had finished drying her body. "The preparations for taking a bath will be done very soon. Please cleanse your body before your official duties." (Shibyula) "That's a big help...umm, do I smell after all?" (Imeraria) Imeraria timidly asked while sniffing the scent of her own body. By herself she can only sense a slight smell of Hifumi lingering within her own sweat smell. "Yes. The mixed scent of man and woman is something very obvious to anyone besides the involved parties. If it's the maids around here, I suppose this would likely develop into a somewhat juicy topic of gossip." (Shibyula) "I-Is that so?" (Imeraria) Imeraria puts down the cup, buttons up the front of her gown in a hurry, and picks up the incense burner placed at her bedside as if having suddenly remembered it, handing it over to Shibyula. "I'm going to return this to you before I forget." (Imeraria) "Yes. I have certainly received it back from you, Your Majesty." (Shibyula) "Does it really work?" (Imeraria) Imeraria inclines her head to the side in doubt while patting her abdomen that still causes her pain. The incense burner is a magic tool which burns a special, odourless medicine considered to steeply rise the impregnation probability of women. She has matched it with her menstruation cycle, but being worried nonetheless, Imeraria sought counsel from Shibyula who had borrowed the burner from her father. Adol, who intended to hide the fact of him possessing such magic tool, reluctantly agreed lending it with a pale face since it was for the sake of the queen. Adol, who went without children for a long time, apparently got his hands on it after looking for it everywhere. The birth of Shibyula proved the tool's effectiveness. At the time when she was given the medicine and the incense burner while being told that anecdote, Imeraria wore an expression making it clear that she didn't know what kind of face she should make. "Since there's not much time left anymore, all I can do is to pray that I was properly blessed with a child." (Imeraria) "Let's have you get periodically examined. At earliest, you should know whether you succeeded in around two months. I tried it as well on the day I borrowed it, so if all goes well, I will also be able to counsel you on child rearing, Your Majesty." (Shibyula) "Y-Yes..." (Imeraria) It was the same with Adol as well, but Imeraria was bad at chatting "about such things" with acquaintances. Because she doesn't have that much experience in it, she doesn't know how to answer best. "Anyway, please help me out once the child is born. I don't have any plans of officially announcing the birth of my child. Ah yes, how about finding a person in charge of wet nursing and education?" (Imeraria) "That would be a lifesaver. Once my child is born, I won't be able to continue working as maid anymore." (Shibyula) "But," Shibyula squinted her eyes. "I don't know whether it will be a prince or princess, but... are you not going to tell that child about its father either?" (Shibyula) "I fully intend to speak about what kind of person Hifumi-sama was. But, I won't tell them that he's their father. I still haven't decided, but I will eventually explain it away that my partner was a provincial noble who died early." (Imeraria) Shibyula was about to speak up, but then decided against it while holding the incense burner with its little lingering warmth. "I'm terribly sorry to push something troublesome on you, but..." (Imeraria) "There's no problem because I have the opportunity to vent my emotions. Of course I will also serve as outlet for you, Milady. If it allows me to get along well with you, Your Majesty, it will be a blessing for me as retainer." (Shibyula) "Therefore I'd like you to give me any order without any reservations," Shibyula says. "Then, there's something I want to ask of you, if that's fine." (Imeraria) "Yes, Your Majesty." (Shibyula) "Can you please raise your child to be a friend of mine?" (Imeraria) Shibyula opened her eyes wide in surprise, but immediately recovered a gentle smile after grasping Imeraria's intention. "With pleasure, Your Majesty. I'm very sure that this will be something wonderful for my child as well." (Shibyula) Looking at each other with smiles, both chat about their first experience and the man's treatment for some time. Afterwards Imeraria heads to her exclusive bathroom and Shibyula takes the bedding with its fresh blood stains and carries it to the incinerator to burn it in secret. And then a single document arrived at Imeraria's place who came back from her hot bath. It was a record of the battle against the demons that occurred at the national border near Rhone in Tohno Earldom, reporting about the successful defense. It also mentioned that the demons were hiding inside Vichy, or in worst case, had already occupied Vichy. "The demons should have already retreated, no? Isn't that too early? Just what happened here!?" (Imeraria) But, Vaiya, who brought the document, and Sabnak, who attended the castle since early morning together with Shibyula, can't give Imeraria a precise answer. "Going by our estimations, a different unit switched with the one repulsed by Earl Tohno and attacked Vichy. They probably succeeded in invading or occupying Vichy. Otherwise it would mean that their traveling time was abnormally short." Imeraria pointed out, "That thinking is naive" to Vaiya who thought it to be improbable. "I heard various stories about magic from Puuse-san. She says that there are many different kinds of magic besides barrier magic. As long as the caster is reasonably skilled, even flying in the sky is possible or such. In the first place, it's questionable whether it's too much of an exaggeration for... a person, who was summoned from another world, to be here, but it proves that it's possible." (Imeraria) Imeraria predicted that it was possible to travel at high speed or transfer from one place to another with some kind of method. Since they were actually able to use summoning magic, the possibility of such methods existing isn't zero. "The opponents are demons. We are assuming that they have fields in magic where they excel over the elves. Using the common sense of humans here will likely pull the carpet from under our feet." (Imeraria) Imeraria lowered her look on the report once more. "Well then, how should we move...?" (Imeraria) There was a lot less time left than she was thinking. "Shit! Ain't that completely different from what the lot of the advance unit said!?" A single demon soldier, who was frantically running while retracing the path towards his own camp, shouted as if spitting out his words as he looked in utter annoyance at the firm wall erected around Rhone, which was visible in the rear. He barely managed to scratch the wall with his prided stone-throwing magic, and far from making an entrance for the sake of charging in, he couldn't even open a hole in the wall. Although they were forced to withdraw at an early stage due to Hifumi, the demon soldiers led by Bashim, who managed to invade into Vichy, properly succeeded in sending their comrades into Vichy. Using them as foothold, the demon army, which suddenly appeared inside the country due to Vepar's transfer magic, gained total control of Vichy in the blink of an eye. As they also had to worry about their numbers, they basically confined all those in charge at each place, confiscated the weapons and stopped any flow of goods with the exception of allowing food to be delivered. Even if the people escaped, the probability of running into demons would only increase the closer they got to the borders with Orsongrande and Horant. Besides those two countries, the only place they could go to were the wastelands. But in reality the people of all cities in Vichy couldn't pick the option of leaving their city. With that as precedent, the demon soldiers believed that the invasion of Orsongrande would likely easily come to an end, seeing that it's also a human country, albeit a different one. As a matter of fact, even Vepar didn't expect anything other than that. "Uwaah!" Next to the cursing demon soldier, his comrade collapsed after being stabbed by a spear. But, he doesn't have the leeway to lend him a hand. "Agyaaah!" The scream of yet another demon was audible. "Shit! Shit!" Unable to stand the horror from behind, the soldier leapt into the shadow of a rock within reach. "Ah, there's still so much distance left to our camp...?" More than 500 meters ahead he sees the battle camp they constructed. Although it's called a battle camp, it's nothing more than a simple assembly point serving as landmark where they gathered their luggage such as food. However, he didn't have the courage to run that far while turning his back on the enemy within a downpour of spears instead of arrows. "I guess I have no other option but to wait for the attacks to relax..." I don't know when that might happen, but at least it's better than dying. "Fuck! I heard that humans can't use any decent magic, so what the hell was that?" The soldier grumbles while being aware that he won't receive any response. she thought. If they had focused on Horant rather than Orsongrande, or if she had reversed the ratio of attackers and reserves, the demons might have been able to trample down the opposition to their heart's content. However, considering the defense capability of Vichy towards the wastelands, which they didn't guard overly much, as standard, she estimated that they would be easily capable of breaking through the national border as long as they don't run into some disastrous encounters. By the way, Hifumi's characteristics have been handed down to the entire army and they were strictly order to retreat at once when coming across him. The plan created by the demon army was simple; destroy or heavily damage the border fortress and walls with magic and then break through with demons excelling in physical strength. However, the demons and their collaborators, who began their magic attack against the city of Rhone, experienced something unbelievable. The rocks and fires cast by them were completely blocked by a magic barrier. Furthermore, due to the spears coming flying in succession through hidden round holes in the wall, the magic attack unit was reduced by half in a flash and was forced to retreat at once after being routed together with the soldiers waiting for the charge. "Captain is..." Quietly surveying the surroundings from within the shade of the rock, the soldier discovered a tall demon with two spears growing out of their back lying on the ground. "Dead, huh? Even if someone else has taken up command, I want to get back home for starters, but... will I be able to?" We arrived at this place with the help of Vepar's transfer magic. The next gate will open in three days. It's for the sake of getting a grasp on the combat situation and to substitute the personnel. Even if I could get back home on a horse or by foot, I haven't prepared that much food. And even if I collected the food of my dead comrades, I have no means to transport it. "Should I go steal a carriage from a human city...? No, I don't know the path through the wastelands to begin with." The soldier takes another sip of water while feeling desperate. I have to somehow survive for a full three days. "Humph, they weren't worth all that fuss." (Pruflas) "Don't get carried away. If the elven magic barrier didn't exist, it would have become dangerous." (Miyukare) Miyukare admonished Pruflas, who is laughing at the escaping demon soldiers while peeking at the other side of the border through a loophole, with a sigh. Fokalore's soldiers are moving around in a hurry, putting strenuous efforts into inspections of the spear throwers, relieving the shooters and resupplying spears. By the way, the Orsongrande soldiers in charge of border security have huddled together in a corner after having lost their place to be and are preparing themselves for battle just in case. "Well then, I will have you allow us to take a temporary break." (Zanga) "Then we will help out here in exchange." (Reni) Zanga and Reni inform Miyukare. "Yes. Thank you very much for your cooperation. I'm very sorry about exhausting you, but if there's yet another attack..." (Miyukare) "I don't mind. Please call us right away. After all magic barriers are the only things we are good at." (Zanga) "Well then, let me get some sleep," Zanga returns to the hotel given as lodging house to the elves and beastmen while laughing. Several elves, who finished their duty of deploying the barrier, likewise followed her from behind. The remaining Reni headed to the location of the beastmen on standby, ordered them to take breaks in alternation and returned to Miyukare once again. Miyukare's cheeks become slack due to her fluffy, white fur swaying as she comes running. "Us beastmen can move at any time." (Reni) "You being here was a really great help. I will arrange for some food, so please take it." (Miyukare) "That helps...at any rate." Reni turns her eyes towards the top of the wall. There she saw Alyssa assuming an imposing stance with her deep crimson mantle fluttering in the wind while observing the movements of the demons and giving firing orders to the soldiers. After staring at her for a short while, Reni returned her gaze to Miyukare, showing a weak smile. "Somehow Lord-sama resembles Hifumi-san." (Reni) "Eh...?" (Miyukare) Miyukare looked up the wall with its height of around four meters. Alyssa, who keeps her balance even while being hit by the wind, looked dignified, despite her small build. You could even say that her bearing resembles Hifumi at the time of training with the soldiers. It's also possible that doing so was Alyssa's aim. "Eh, no way! Eh... no no!" (Miyukare) Strongly shaking her head, Miyukare wiped away the overlapping images inside her head. "Ah, Alyssa-sama isn't as audacious as her predecessor. In addition, her cuteness is on a completely different level. How could you confuse her with a man whose eyes are cold and who doesn't think of others..." (Miyukare) "Really? I think their cuteness is similar though? Don't you consider it adorable to watch them do what they want to do with all their might?" (Reni) Miyukare was confused while watching the back of Reni, who is going back to the gathering of beastmen as she laughs with a "Hahaha." "Cute? That man is?" (Miyukare) Alyssa called out to Miyukare, who is wracking her brain wondering whether all the beastmen have such a taste, from atop. "Miyukare-san!" (Alyssa) "Y-Yes! What's wrong?" (Miyukare)magic "Pleeease! Call Viine~!" (Alyssa) "Understood! Please wait a moment!" (Miyukare) Miyukare answers at the top of her lungs to Alyssa who loudly speaks to her, apparently having troubles to hear due to the wind, and heads towards the town hall at a quick pace. "Ufufu...I knew it, she's completely different from that man after all. With that man gone and because Viine is on communications duty, I can stay all day long next to Lord-sama as her assistant..." (Miyukare) The person intends to smile sweetly, but looking at it objectively, it's a wicked smile with only the corners of her mouth lifted, causing the surrounding people to naturally get out of her way. "Yeah, I have to make that stupid war end as soon as possible. I'm sure that Fokalore will become a much more wonderful city under Alyssa-sama... No, it has to become so!" (Miyukare) While also including one person with a partly impure motive, the foundation of Alyssa as feudal lord was in the process of solidifying.
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ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŒใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ€ๅˆๆตใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใฎใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰่ˆžใ„ๆˆปใ‚‹ใ“ใจไธ‰ๆ—ฅ็›ฎใฎใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Šถๆณใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใ„ๅฎŸๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใŠๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใฎใŸใ‚ใซใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใซไธ‡ไธ€ใฎไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฏใŠ่€ƒใˆใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใŠ่ฉฑใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ›ฝใฎไธญใŒไธ€ๆžšๅฒฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€็†ๆƒณใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€้›ฃใ—ใ„่ฉฑใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใชใฉใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅคงๅค‰ใช็Šถๆณใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ๅฎ‰ๅฎฟใฎไธ€ๅฎคใงใ€ๆฐดใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎไผš่ซ‡ใฏใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ใงใฏใชใ„ใŒๆฌกๆœŸ็Ž‹ใจ้จŽๅฃซใซใฏไผผใคใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใใชใ„ใŒใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎ็ด ๆœดใชไบบๆŸ„ใจใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚‰ใ—ใใชใ„้‡ŽๆšฎใฃใŸใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใŒ็พ็Šถใ‚’ๅญ็ดฐใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ้จŽๅฃซใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹่ญท่ก›ใ‚’ๅฟซใๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅฎŸ้š›ใ€็งใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ฒดๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ€็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซใฏ็งใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฉๅฅๆดพใŒๅฎŸๆจฉใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่‰ฏใ—ใจใ—ใชใ„่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ใฉใฎๅ›ฝใซใ‚‚ไธปๆตๆดพใจๅๅฏพๆดพใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ็งปๅ‹•ใฎ้–“ใ€ๆš—ๆฎบใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅธฐๅ›ฝๅพŒใฎๅ‹•ใใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใฎ็•™ๅญฆๅพŒใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถๅˆถๅบฆใซใคใ„ใฆๅญฆใณใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใชใ‚Šใฎๆ”ฟ็ญ–ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅธฐๅ›ฝใ€ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใจๅ……ๅˆ†ใชๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰็Ž‹ๆจฉใ‚’ๅง”่ญฒใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆๆˆดๅ† ใจใ„ใ†ไบˆๅฎšใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ€็‰ฉไบ‹ใฏไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใซใฏใ„ใใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€‚้บ่จ€ใŒๅ›ฝใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็งใ‚‚ๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ๆŒใŸใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ๅณไฝใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅ•้กŒใชใใงใใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒๆญปไบกใ—ใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ”นใ‚ใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏไปปๅ‹™ใฎ้‡ๅคงใ•ใซๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒๅผ•ใ็ท ใพใ‚‹ๆ€ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๆณ•ใงใฏใ€็Ž‹ใŒไบกใใชใ‚Šใ€ๆฌกไปฃใฎๅณไฝใŒใชใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ€ไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซ่ปใฎ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใฏ่งฃไปปใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅ…จใฆๅฎฐ็›ธใจๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใŸใกใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆฌกๆœŸ็Ž‹ใธใฎๅผ•ใ็ถ™ใŽใŒใชใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚่ป้ƒจใŒๆšด่ตฐใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๆŽช็ฝฎใงใ™ใ€ ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–้ƒจใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซใฏๅฏพๅ‡ฆใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซไป–ๅ›ฝใธๆ”ปใ‚่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ‚’ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๅˆถๅบฆใซใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใ€‚ 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ใ€Œๅ……ๅˆ†้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใŠ็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใงใ™ใ€‚ๅธฐๅ›ฝๅพŒใซใคใ„ใฆใฏ็ง่‡ช่บซใŒใ‚„ใ‚‰ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใฌไบ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€็งใซใใ“ใพใง่‚ฉๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ไป–ๅ›ฝใฎไบบ้–“ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใ„ใ•ใ•ใ‹ๅบฆใŒ้ŽใŽใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๅฅณ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚่ชฐใ‚‚ๆˆฆใ„ใŒ่ตทใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚......ใ”ๅญ˜ใ˜ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใจใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚Œใฐ่‡ชๅ›ฝๅ†…ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚่„…ใ‹ใ—ใ‹ใญใชใ„ไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใทใฃ......ใ‚ใฃใฏใฃใฏ!ใ€ ใŸใพใ‚‰ใš็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ใจ่ฉซใณใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใฏใ‚„ใ€ไธ€ๅœฐๆ–น้ ˜ไธปใชใฎใซๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใใฎๅ‹•ๅ‘ใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏ......ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซ้™›ไธ‹ใŒ็งใ‚’ๅ‹‰ๅผทใซ่กŒใ‹ใ›ใŸ็†็”ฑใŒใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่‰ฏใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใจใฆใ‚‚็œŸไผผใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบบ็‰ฉใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบบ็‰ฉใŒไฝ•ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ‘ใฏๅนณ็ฉใซ้Žใ”ใ›ใพใ™ใพใ„ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ–ๆˆฆใ„ใฎๅ ดใซๅ‡บใฆใใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฏๅฎน่ตฆใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆฆใ†ๆฐ—ใฎใชใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฏๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๆ–นใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฟ—้ก˜ใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซไปฅๅค–ใ‚’ๆˆฆๅ ดใซๅผ•ใๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใฏใ•ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใฏใ€ไธ€่ˆฌๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใ‚’ๅพด็”จใ—ใฆๅ…ตๅฃซใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๆ–นใŒไฝ™็จ‹ใ€ๆฐ‘ใ‚’ไธๅฎ‰ใซใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใฆ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใ‚‚ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ใ”ๅญ˜ใ˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฟƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆˆฆใ†ใ‹ๆˆฆใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใง้ธในใ€ใใ—ใฆๆˆฆใ†ใจๆฑบใ‚ใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใงใ‚‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ›......ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒๅ…ตใŸใกใซ่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใพใŸใ€ๅ ชใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๆ—ฉๆšใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ้ฆฌใซไน—ใฃใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‚’็™บใฃใŸใ€‚่ญท่ก›ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚่ชฐใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ญท่ก›ใฎๅฟ…่ฆๆ€งใ‚’่จดใˆใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใฏๅ‡บใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใง่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ไธฆ่ตฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใใฃใจๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใซๅ˜่บซๅ‘ใ‹ใŠใ†ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒๅŒ่กŒใ‚’ๅธŒๆœ›ใ—ใฆ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๆŽจๆŒ™ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ๅŒ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅคซๅฉฆๆฐดๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใšใฎๆ—…่กŒใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆใฎใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅŒ่กŒใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ็ช็„ถใฎๆŒ‡ๅใซ้ฉšใใ€ๆด่ปใฎ็ทจๆˆใจๆŒ‡ๆฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่พž้€€ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๅคœใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‹ใ‚‰โ€œๅฅณๅŒๅฃซใฎ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„โ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅใฎๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€่ชฌๅพ—ใซๅฟœใ˜ใŸใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใงไธ‰ไบบใงใฎๆ—…ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจๆ—…ใ‚’ใ—ใŸไปฒ้–“ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆฉŸไผšใ‚‚ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆธ›ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ—ใ€ไธๅบฆ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ๆˆฆใ„ใซ่กŒใใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ไธๅบฆใ„ใ„ใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚„ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจๆ—…ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใฉใ“ใจใชใๅฟƒใŒๆตฎใคใ„ใฆๆฅฝใ—ใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใๅคซๅฉฆไบŒไบบใงๆ—…่กŒใงใใŸใฎใซใ€ ใ€Œ็งใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใŒใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใŸใใ•ใ‚“็›ธๆ‰‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ้ ฌใ‚’ๆŸ“ใ‚ใฆๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎโ€œใŸใใ•ใ‚“โ€ใฎๅคง้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒ็จฝๅคใซไป˜ใๅˆใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคœใซ่‡ชๅฎคใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€‚ ็”ทๅฅณใฎไป˜ใๅˆใ„ๆ–นใŒใใ‚Œใงๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ไปŠใพใง็”ทๆ€งใจไป˜ใๅˆใฃใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใฏ่‡ชไฟกใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ไฝ•ใ‹้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ ˜่ปๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ‚‚่‰ฒใ€…ใจไธ–่ฉฑใ‚’็„ผใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจๆฅฝใ—ใ„ไปฒ้–“ใฅใใ‚ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”ทใฎไบบใ‹ใ......ใ€ ่‡ช็„ถใจใ€่ฆ–็ทšใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใณใใ‚Šใจ่‚ฉใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใซ?ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ€ใšใฃใจๆ‰‹่ข‹ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไฝ•ใ‹่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ใŠใ‚„ใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉ......ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใง่žใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใฏใใ‚‰ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆ......ใ€‚ใใฃใ‹ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚่žใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใญใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ ตใจไธๅฎ‰ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ ใ‘ใŒ่žใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใƒ›ใƒƒใจใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ ใ‘ใซใฏๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซใฏใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒไฝ•ใจใชใใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใฏใชใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฟ…่ฆใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—......ใ€‚ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๅƒ•ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใใ‚Œใง่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใง่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ็ญ”ใˆใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ™‚ใ€…ใ€่ฒดๅฅณใซใฏๆ•ตใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ†ใญใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎใŠๅดใซใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚็„ฆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใญใ€ ๅคงใใๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๆกใ‚ŠใชใŠใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ€่‰ฏใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใญใ€‚็งใ‚‚่ฒดๅฅณใฎใใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ€ๅฅฝใใ‚ˆใ€ ๆ˜จๅคœใฎ่ชžใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎไธญใงใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ‚‚ๅฏพใƒใƒผใƒซใ‚ผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใงใฎๆ•—ๅŒ—ใจๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๆญปใ‚’ไผใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ“ใงใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใฎใฏๆฐ—ไธˆใซใตใ‚‹ใพใ†ใŽใ“ใกใชใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ่€ณใพใง่ตคใใ—ใฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใซๆ‚ชใ„ใŒใ€ไฟบใฏๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใใžใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ๅ…ˆใซใ„ใ‚‹่ณŠใฉใ‚‚ใฎไบ‹ใงใ™ใญใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใคใ„ๅ…ˆใปใฉใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ก—้“ใฎๅ…ˆใซไบŒๅไบบใปใฉใฎไบบ็‰ฉใŒๅพ…ใกๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚จใ‚ณใƒผใƒญใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใงใ‚‚ๆ‰ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ่จ“็ทดใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใซ่€ƒๆกˆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€่กŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€ ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅพ…ใŸใšใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ•ใฃใ•ใจ่กŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹็™พไธ‰ๅใ‚ปใƒณใƒ็จ‹ใฎๆฃ’ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใƒใ‚ทใƒƒใจๅณ่„‡ใซๆง‹ใˆใฆ็ชใ้€ฒใ‚€่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฏ่ฆ‹้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใŸใกใ‚‚ๆ€ฅใŽใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰‹ไผใ†ใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ 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้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็Ž‹ใจใชใฃใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใจใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ่’้‡Žใฎใฉ็œŸใ‚“ไธญใง่จ€ใ„ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใฎๅŒ่กŒ่€…ใฏ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใซใ‚‰ใฟๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŸใกใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆ่’้‡Žใ‚’ๆจชๆ–ญไธญใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅ‡บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸๅค–ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใง่ฆ–ๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใจ้‰ขๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ้ก”ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใจ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎ็‰นๅพดใ‚’่‰ฏใ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใฎๆ–นใŸใกใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่‚Œใฎ่‰ฒใงใ™ใใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’้œฒใ‚ใซใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏ่‡ชๅทฑ็ดนไป‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ็ทŠๅผตใ‚’็ทฉใ‚ใ‚‹ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅผทใ„่ฆ–็ทšใงใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‚’ใซใ‚‰ใฟใคใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚็ใ—ใ„ใ‚ใญใ€‚็Šฌใจๅ…Žใจ่™Žใฎ็ฃไบบใŒไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใพใงใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒ็Šฌ็ฃไบบใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฎไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‚่ญท่ก›ใ‚’ๅ…ผใญใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซไผšใ†ใŸใ‚ใซใคใ„ใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้“ไธญใฏ่™Ž็ฃไบบใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎ่จ“็ทด็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ๅ‹™ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใŸใก้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒ็ฑ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ไธ–ใฎไธญใฏๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใŸใฎใฏ่ฒดๅฅณใŸใกใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๅ› ็ธใฏใ€ไปฃใ€…ๅ—ใ‘็ถ™ใŒใ‚Œใฆๆญชใซๆ นใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏๅคงไบบใ—ใใ€็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใชๆ€งๆ ผใฎใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒๆ•ตๆ„พๅฟƒใ‚€ใๅ‡บใ—ใง่จ€ใ„ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ‚„ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚‚็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็ธใŒ็„กใใ€ๅ…ˆ็ฅ–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่จ€ใ„ไผใˆใชใฉใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ™็ฟ’ๆ…ฃใฎใชใ„็ฃไบบๆ—ใซใฏใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่’้‡Žใ‚‚ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใฟใŸใ„ใญใ€ ใ€Œ็ฃไบบใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใจไบบ้–“ใŒใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆใ†ๆ™‚ไปฃใŒๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ไปฅๅ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๅน…ใ‚’ๅˆฉใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็„ก็†ใ ใจ็†่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ในใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๆญขใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ็‰‡่€ณๅ…Žใฎ็ฃไบบใŒใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎ่‚ฉใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใฏใพใ ใพใ ้•ทใ„ๆ—…ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏใŠ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ—ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ๆทฑใ€…ใจ็‰‡่€ณใ ใ‘ใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€งใซใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง็งใŸใกใŒๆ‚ชๅฝนใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ๅˆฅใซใ€่ฒดๆ–นใŸใกใ‚’ใฉใ†ใ“ใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ ใ‘ใ€ๅค–ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใซๆฅใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใจใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚’ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใซใ€ใฉใ“ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏใ€ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…Žใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ€่ฒดๅฅณใซไผใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒ......ใ€ ๅฃฐใ‚’่’ใ’ใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ‚’ใ€ใ€Œๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ใจๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใŒๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ็”ทๆ€งใŒๅฅฝใใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผใซไผšใ„ใซไบบ้–“ใฎ็”บใซ่กŒใใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€็จฎๆ—ใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใŸๆ„›ใฃใฆใ“ใจ? ็ด ๆ•ตใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใชไบบ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ......็ฃไบบใซใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ใซใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŽฅใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ„ชใ—ใ„ไบบใงใ€ใใ‚“ใชใซๅผทใใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใฎใซใจใฆใ‚‚ๅผทใใฆใ€ๅ‚่‹ฅ็„กไบบใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ•ใ‚ใ‚„ใ‹ใง......ใ€ ็…งใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰่ชžใ‚‹ๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใซใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใจใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆๅŒใ˜่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใŸ้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใงใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใฃใจใญ......ๅ…Žใ•ใ‚“ใ€่ฒดๅฅณใฎๅๅ‰ใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใใฎไบบใ€็ดฐใ„็‰‡ๅˆƒๅ‰ฃใ‚’่…ฐใซๅทฎใ—ใฆใ€ใฒใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸๆœใ‚’็€ใฆใ‚‹้ป’้ซชใฎไบบใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™! ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ๅ…ƒใฏใใฎไบบใซๅฅด้šทใจใ—ใฆ่ฒทใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ่พ›ใ„้ŽๅŽปใฎไบ‹ใจใ—ใฆใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒ่ฃœ่ถณใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฝ“ไบบใฏ็‰นใซๅซŒใช้ŽๅŽปใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบบ็‰ฉใซไผšใฃใฆ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใซใฏ่ฒทใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฝขใงๅ‡บไผšใ„ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ใŸใ—ใซๅญฆใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ€ไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŠ›ใง็”Ÿใใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๆฉŸไผšใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ่ˆˆๅฅฎๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซใ€ใพใŸ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใจใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใ€‚ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใŸใก็”ทๆ€ง้™ฃใจใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎ่ญท่ก›ใฏใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ่šŠๅธณใฎๅค–ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ„ใ“ใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใŠใใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใˆใฃ?ใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒใใฃใฑใ‚Šใจๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏใใ‚‡ใจใ‚“ใจใ—ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’็žฌใ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฏไธ–้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใๅ›žใ—ใฆๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๅฑใชใ„ๅฅดใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸใ‚‰็ตถๅฏพใซไธๅนธใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ่‰ฏใ„็”ทใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจ!ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒๅŠฉใ‘่ˆนใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจ......ๅฑใชใ„ไบบใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€็งใ‚‚่ณ›ๆˆใงใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใฅใ‚‰ใใ†ใซใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ๆญฃ็›ดใซๅ‘Ÿใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏใŒใฃใใ‚Šใจ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใƒใƒญใƒใƒญใจๆณฃใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚…ใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚็”บใฎ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฏใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ‚ใ‚“ใช็”ŸๆดปใŒใงใใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ใชใฎใซใ€ใชใฎใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚็งใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบ‹ใฏๆ‚ชใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŸใ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€–ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œๆ€–ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ๆŠœใ่บซใฎๅ‰ฃใŒใใฎใพใพๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ€ใจใ†ใจใ†ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๅทๆณฃใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ€ใจใซใ‹ใใ“ใ“ใฏ้€€ใใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ๆ˜”ใฎๆ „ๅ…‰ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅ…ƒใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๆˆปใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใญใ€ ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‚’ไธ€็žฅใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆใ€่ฌใฃใŸใ‚Šๅฎฅใ‚ใ™ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ†ใณ่’้‡Žใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใซไธ€็คผใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพŒใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใˆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œ็งใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ๅพŒใ‚ใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ญท่ก›ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ™ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฏๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฎไธ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใงใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงๆฐ—ๅฟƒใฎใ—ใ‚ŒใŸใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ฆชๅˆ‡ๅฟƒใง่จ€ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ใจๅฃใ‚’ใจใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใฆไธๆบ€ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŸใกใŒๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ˆใจใฏๅๅฏพๆ–นๅ‘ใธ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ใพใใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€้ข็™ฝใ„ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒ่žใ‘ใŸใ—ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใจ็ฃไบบใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ€ใ‹ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใŠๆ•ฃๆญฉใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ€ใจใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใฏๅ”‡ใ‚’ใบใ‚ใ‚Šใจ่ˆใ‚ใŸใ€‚
It was on the third day after coming back from Fokalore when Midas discovered Nelgal and joined up with him. "Such things happened?" (Nelgal) "It's disgraceful as it apparently exposes the pathetic state of affairs in Orsongrande, but for that reason it's not allowed for anything to happen to you by any chance, Nelgal-sama, is Queen Imeraria's thinking." (Midas) "That's appreciated. It's an ideal that a nation's inside is a monolith, but I do understand that it's a complicated matter." (Nelgal) "The situation in Horant is even graver", Nelgal smiles. Discussing while drinking water in a room of a cheap inn is quite unsuitable for a succeeding king, though not quite yet, and a knight, however there was a certain connotation in the uncouth atmosphere between Nelgal's plain character and the un-knight-like Midas. Once Midas explained the particulars of the current situation, Nelgal willingly accepted the escort by the knights. "As a matter of fact it might not only be the nobles of your country who are aiming for my life." (Nelgal) "What do you mean by that?" (Midas) "There are also people in Horant who don't approve a moderate like me seizing authority." (Nelgal) "That's what it means", Nelgal showed a worn-out face. Even though he braced himself for an assassination during his travel, it wouldn't do if he didn't think about his movements after returning to his country. Originally his plans were to study about the city state system of Vichy after studying abroad in Fokalore, to return home after putting together his very own political measures, to become royalty after preparing plentifully with Suprangel and to get crowned while waiting for stability. "Really, things never go as planned. Since there's a testament in the country and I have been given it for caution's sake as well, I expect that I will be able to get enthroned without any problems though." (Nelgal) All that won't have any future if Nelgal ends up dying. Once again Midas had a feeling that his emotions became tense due to the significance of his mission. "According to Horant's laws, until the successor takes the throne, once the king has died, the one in charge of the army is dismissed temporarily and it will become a matter of everything being handed over to the next king by the prime minister and the civil officials. It's a measurement against the military authorities running wild." (Nelgal) "Therefore, even if they deal with attacks from outside, they will never invade a foreign country on their own devices", Nelgal tells Midas in order to give him a peace of mind. However, Midas had a doubt about that system. (In other words, that means, with Nelgal, who's the next king, being here, the prime minister actually holds the supreme authority until Nelgal returns to Horant and gets crowned. He might indeed not attack a foreign country by himself. But, if Horant is attacked by a foreign country, and if he obtains the justification of acting on behalf of self-defence...?) "Yes. What is it?" (Nelgal) "... Pardon my rudeness, but is it fine for me to talk hypothetically?" (Midas) The guarding Horant soldier, who stood at Nelgal's side, showed that his body was filled with tension, however Midas asked boldly, "If... you waited with your return without going back to Horant as is, Nelgal-sama, what will happen with the authority of His Excellency, the prime minister?" (Midas) "With all due respect, what do you intended by asking such question...?" Nelgal held back the guard, who raised his voice unable to endure it, by raising his right hand. "In other words, there's the possibility of the prime minister hindering my return, is what you are saying?" (Nelgal) "... Or, to announce you missing..." (Midas) Nelgal looked up to the sky due to Midas' squeezed out words. The ceiling boards, which stand out as they are blackened and slightly dirty, appear as if they are representing my own feelings. "In order for me to not be found for all my life, you mean? It might be a good method to change it into him seizing authority over my loyal subjects." (Nelgal) The soldier from Horant became completely pale. Even if he considered the possibility of being attacked by bandits in Orsongrande, he likely didn't think of a situation of being aimed at by fellow countrymen. "Nelgal-sama. Let's hurry as much as possible. We will further reinforce the personnel in the capital. I will help you return to your country with all my power. Regarding what happens after that, that..." (Midas) "You have offered more than plenty. As for after my return home, that's something I have to deal with by myself. Rather than that, is it alright for you to support me that much?" (Nelgal) Midas shook his head due to Nelgal laughing while asking "aren't you going a bit too far for a person from another country?" "Our country, Orsongrande, not to mention Queen Imeraria, doesn't wish for a battle with anyone happening. ... As you are well aware, there's a person who is quite capable of threatening even his own country if that leads to starting a war with another country." (Midas) "Pu...ahahaha!" (Nelgal) Nelgal, who raised a laughter while unable to endure it any longer, restrained his voice somehow and apologized with "I'm sorry." "Good gracious, although he is the feudal lord of a single province, for even the Queen to worry about his movements... I once again understood the reason, why His Majesty, Suprangel, sent me to study there, very well. He is a person that can't be imitated at all." (Nelgal) "If everyone was like that man, the people wouldn't be able to pass their time peacefully." (Midas) "Oh, I wonder about that?" (Nelgal) Midas tilts his head to the side due to Nelgal smiling. "Although he won't show mercy to an opponent that appeared at the actual site of a battle, he has a kind side towards those who are indifferent to fighting from the beginning. As he won't take any soldiers, but those who volunteered, along to a battlefield, that also means that the people won't be greatly anxious as with Horant that turns them into soldiers by drafting." (Nelgal) Midas listens while staring in wonder. "It looks like you are an acquaintance of that man as well, thus you probably know about it. Choose yourself whether to fight or not, and once you decided to fight, kill your opponents using any mean possible... that's what he is telling the soldiers in Fokalore." (Nelgal) Looking at Midas who is dumbfounded, Nelgal once again raised a laughter unable to to hold it back. At daybreak Hifumi took Origa and Alyssa and departed Fokalore on horse. There are no guards. There was no one who raised up words about the necessity of bringing guards along either. "Was it really alright for me to come with you?" (Alyssa) Alyssa quietly asked Origa who is galloping next to her. Being allowed her wish to accompany Hifumi, who at first planned to go to the capital alone, Origa moreover recommended for Alyssa accompanying them as well. Surprised by the sudden designation, Alyssa, who thought that Origa accompanying him also served as trip for the married couple with no outsiders being present, refused since there's also the command and organization of the reinforcements, but receiving an invitation under the pretext of having "a talk between women" from Origa that evening, it turned into a travel with three people as she complied to the persuasion. "It's fine. Alyssa, you are a friend who travelled with Hifumi-sama as well. Nowadays such opportunities have completely diminished, too. Wasn't it just the right time?" (Origa) , but even so her heart has become happy and restless about travelling with Hifumi and Origa for some reason. "However, you were finally able to have a trip as married couple." (Alyssa) "I was allowed to be together with Hifumi-sama from the day he came to this world. Besides, I had plenty of time to spend together with him after returning to Fokalore." (Origa) She smiles while blushing, but Alyssa knows that the "plenty" means her mostly accompanying him in his training. Though she doesn't know about what happens after they return to their own room in the evening. Alyssa didn't have any confidence whether that way of relationship between a man and a woman was correct as she never associated with a man until now, but she thought The fief's army soldiers are gentle. Although Miyukare pokes her nose into various matters as well, it is a rather fun companionship, if pushed to say. "Men, huh...?" (Alyssa) Naturally she turned her look at Hifumi's back. "By the way." (Origa) Alyssa's shoulders trembled with a start due to Origa's voice. "W-What?" (Alyssa) "Hifumi-sama's left hand is all the time covered by a glove, I wonder whether you have heard anything about that." (Origa) Alyssa tilted her head to the side with an "Oh?" "I don't know, but... Origa-san, didn't you ask him yourself?" (Alyssa) "Even when I did, he ended up dodging the matter... I see, Alyssa, you haven't heard anything about it either." (Origa) What Origa showed was an expression of relief and worry. While feeling relieved that it's not only her who hasn't been told anything, she feels that she wants him to tell just her if something's wrong. Alyssa realized that vaguely. "Aren't you worried about it, Alyssa?" (Origa) "Although I became mindful of it, he would likely tell me if it was necessary to do so... Yea, if Hifumi-san considered it to be fine like this, I'm fine with as well, I think." (Alyssa) Origa showed a smile unintentionally due to the bright and laughing voice of Alyssa. "I have a feeling and believe that I'm sometimes no match for you. Oh well. If I stay close to Hifumi-sama, he will probably tell me one day. There's no need to hurry." (Origa) Breathing out very deeply, Origa fixed her grip on the reins. "Alyssa, you have a pleasant smile. I like that smile of yours, too." (Origa) During their talk last night, Alyssa also told Origa about the death of her soldiers and her defeat against Balzephon. The smile that Alyssa showed then was an awkward one while conducting herself stout-heartedly. "G-Geez. That's somewhat embarrassing." (Alyssa) Due to Origa smiling at Alyssa, who waves her hands while becoming red up until her ears, Hifumi called out to them. "I'm sorry about interrupting your fun time, but I will go ahead." (Hifumi) "Yes, it's about the thieves ahead of us, isn't it?" (Origa) Origa smiles sweetly at Hifumi who turned around. Just a minute ago around 20 people, who are lying in wait ahead of the highway, were caught by Origa's spell Echolocation. "You found them, eh? You have practised it properly." (Hifumi) "It's a spell for which you provided the idea, dear. Thus it's only natural." (Origa) "Well, then I'm off." (Hifumi) Without waiting for an answer, Hifumi quickly went ahead. Origa and Alyssa see his back off as he plunges forward while setting up a pole of around 130 cm, he took out before either of them realized, on his right side with a whack. "Let us hurry as well?" (Origa) "To help him?" (Alyssa) Origa smiles while saying "no way" towards Alyssa's question. "Even you want to see it, right? How Hifumi-sama kills people stylishly." (Origa) "Ah... yea, that's true." (Alyssa) "Let's go. I don't want to miss even a second of it." (Origa) Watching Origa who chased Hifumi's back, Alyssa felt something fall down with a thump in her chest. "... I see. Origa-san is living with all her might for the sake of her own "love."" (Alyssa) I was only preoccupied with Hifumi, but right next to me there was an amazing person "Love, eh?" (Alyssa) Let's live honestly and straightforwardly while becoming a bit more frank with myself as well "... Is it alright for the ruler of the demons to come out this far?" "It's fine. I was pushed by all my subordinates... they left it to me while trusting me." "A resignation from your official duties, it is?" "I'd like you to call it a nurturing of my subordinates." As Vepar, who became the ruler of the demons, and the elf Puuse have a quarrel right in the middle of the wastelands, their fellow travellers have taken distance and are glaring at each other. While crossing the wastelands heading towards Hifumi's territory, Puuse's group bumped into Vepar who left after claiming to inspect the situation outside herself which finally allowed her to set out. Although they don't know each other's faces, the elves and demons are well aware of the other's characteristics. "Puuse-san, these people are..." "I have realized it right away by the colour of their skin. They are demons." (Puuse) Even though Puuse exposed her vigilance, Vepar introduced herself, but even so, far from lowering her tension, Puuse glared at Vepar with an even more intense gaze. "All things considered, it's unusual. Dog, rabbit and tiger beastmen together and there's even an elf with them." (Vepar) The one Vepar pointed out as dog beastman was Gengu. He has come along in order to meet with Hifumi while at the same time acting as guard. He also serves as sparring partner for the tiger beastman Malfas en route. "This world has changed while you demons have secluded yourselves." (Puuse) "Wasn't it you elves who locked us up?" (Vepar) "The ones who did something to be locked up were the demons, right?" (Puuse) The fate between elves and demons has been inherited for generations and is warped at the roots. Seeing Puuse, who usually has an obedient and calm character, having a quarrel with such naked hostility, Malfas and Gengu stared in wonder. Having mostly no relations with demons, the beastmen, who don't have a custom of leaving something like a legend from their ancestors behind, don't understand Puuse's emotions. "Well, it's fine. At any rate, it looks like there was a complete change in the power distribution in the wastelands, too." (Vepar) "The time for beastmen, elves and humans to meet each other and take each other's hands has come. You should probably understand that it's impossible for the demons to exercise their authority like before." (Puuse) "Puuse-san, let's drop it." The one-eared rabbitwoman stops Puuse by placing her hand on Puuse's shoulder. "Ruler-sama of the demons, we still have a very long travel ahead of us. Please, won't you be able to overlook us in this place?" Vepar sighed deeply due to the rabbitwoman who lowered her head which had only one ear remaining on it. "Aren't we completely the villains like this? We don't have any particular intention to travel together with you. I only wanted to check the state outside for just a bit." (Vepar) "But", Vepar looked at Puuse with a fleeting glance and called out to the rabbitwoman, "I wonder whether you can tell me what you are planning and where you are headed, rabbit-san?" (Vepar) "That is, the necessity to tell you is..." (Puuse) The rabbitwoman stops Puuse, who raised her voice, with a [Please wait] . "I fell in love with a human male. Therefore I'm heading towards a human city to meet him." "Oh my, love that exceeds races, you say? How beautiful. What kind of person is he?" (Vepar) "Ummm... as gentle person who treats beastmen and humans in the same manner, he is very powerful even though he doesn't look like he is that strong. He is overbearing but refreshing in some respects..." Vepar and Puuse, who look at each other's faces, have the same expression towards the rabbitwoman who talks while being bashful. Frowning and troubled expressions. "Umm, you know.... rabbit-san, what your name?" (Vepar) "Viine-chan. Does that person wear a thin, single-edged sword at his waist and slightly peculiar and frilly clothes while having black hair per chance?" (Vepar) "That's right! Do you know about master!?" (Viine) "Master?" (Vepar) "It seems that Viine-san was originally purchased as slave by that person." (Puuse) Puuse supplements it as painful matter of the past, but as it doesn't appear to be a especially detestable past for the person concerned, she seems to be excited about meeting a person who says that she knows Hifumi. "Certainly, I met master in the shape of being bought by him, but he gave me a chance to survive by my own strength, gave me friends and provided learning to me who didn't know anything." (Viine) Vepar and Puuse look at each other once again due to Viine talking while being somewhat excited. Gengu's group's male party and Vepar's escorts have been completely left out of the loop. "I won't say anything bad, but give up on that man." (Vepar) "... Eh?" (Viine) Once Vepar voiced out her clearly dissuading remark, Viine blinked her eyes in puzzlement. "That man is a dangerous guy who enjoys stirring up the world. Since you will definitely become unhappy if you are close to him, look for a better man." (Vepar) "Such, such a thing!" (Viine)magic Viine sent a look towards Puuse seeking for timely help, however Puuse lowered her sight. "Umm... as for calling him a dangerous person, I have to agree as well..." (Puuse) Due to Puuse's remark which was muttered honestly albeit she looked as if it was difficult for her to say, Viine dropped her shoulders in a crestfallen manner and ended up bursting into tears. "T-The beastmen, at least the city of beastmen, everyone was able to have such livelihood thanks to master. And yet, and yet..." (Viine) "S-Sorry. I don't think badly of Hifumi-san either. However, he is a bit, scary if you are close to him, or rather..." (Puuse) "He is frightening, isn't he? Isn't he someone that looks like he's walking with a drawn sword." (Vepar) Upon Vepar's comment, Viine finally ends up wailing. "A-Anyway, since we will withdraw from here, you demons, quickly return to your original place and forget about your former glory." (Puuse) Puuse glances at Vepar and soothes apologetically Viine by hugging her shoulders while walking into the wastelands once again. Even Gengu's group, which was dumbfounded, somehow followed them after bowing towards Vepar. "... Eh? Is this my bad?" (Vepar) Surveying the guards who are waiting behind her, it was only female members, whose disposition she knew, as her subordinates who were under her command from the beginning, but all of the girls simultaneously averted their looks from Vepar. Even though she complains by saying "though I just said it out of kindness" while pouting, Vepar turned her look towards the opposite direction of where Puuse's group was heading. "W-Well, it's fine. Rather than that, I heard something interesting. Humans, elves and beastmen, huh?" (Vepar) "It looks like it has become a somewhat enjoyable stroll", Vepar licked her lips.
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173.Curtain Falls ใ€Œใปใ„ใฃใ€ ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ็”บใƒญใƒผใƒŒใ€‚่ก—้“ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็ฏ‰ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ้˜ฒๅฃใฎไธŠใงใ€ๆฐ—ใฎๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅก€ใฎๅ†…ๅดใ€ใใฃใจๆญดๅฒไธŠใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใงๅนณ็ฉใชๅ‰็ทšใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŒ่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ˆใซใฏใ€้‡ใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆๅฐ็Ÿณใ‚’ๆ‹ฌใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใŸๆœจ็ญ’ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅค–ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้˜ฒๅฃใซ้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฉดใ€‚ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใŸใกใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฐ„ๆ’ƒใฎใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ใใฎ้š™้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ—ใใจใ€่ก—้“ใ‹ใ‚‰่„‡ใซ้€ธใ‚ŒใŸ่Œ‚ใฟใฎไธญใซ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่ฆ–่ชใงใใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่ท้›ขใ ใ€‚ๅ…ˆไปฃใซๅŠฃใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆต้ ˜ใฎๆญฆๆ–ญ็š„ๆ€งๆ ผใ‚’ไปฃ่กจใ™ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใชใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใธใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใญ!ใ€ ๅคงๅฃฐใงใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ›ธ็ฐกใŒ่ฝใกใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฎ่Œ‚ใฟใŒๆบใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๅ˜ใซๅ›žๅŽใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‹ใ€่ฟ”ไบ‹ใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใŒใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใงๆฏใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใ€ๆŠ•ๆงๅ™จใซใ‹ใ˜ใ‚Šใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใซใพใง็ทŠๅผตใŒไผใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปฅๅ‰ใฏไธŠๅธใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ„›ใ™ในใใƒžใ‚นใ‚ณใƒƒใƒˆใ ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ไปŠใงใฏ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚็”ทๆ€งๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎ้–“ใงใฏใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใซ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใฆไธ€็”Ÿใ‚’ๆงใ’ใ‚‹ๅ„€ๅผใ‚’่‡ชๅทฑๆตใง่กŒใ†ใชใฉใ€ๆšด่ตฐๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒ่”“ๅปถใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใŒใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซใ‚„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใ‚„ใ‚‹้€ฃไธญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ไฝœๆˆฆ็ต‚ไบ†!ใ€ ้˜ฒๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚ŠใฆใใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใฎๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๅŠ›ใŒๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ๅฝ“็•ชใจใ—ใฆ่ญฆๆˆ’ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็›ฃ่ฆ–ไปปๅ‹™ใซไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ทŠๅผตใ•ใ›ใฆใŠใๅฟ…่ฆใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ใ€ใƒชใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใ—ใฆใ˜ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ไผบใ„ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฐใƒใƒใŒ้ฃ›ใถใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‹•ใ‘ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€šๅธธ้€šใ‚Šใซ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆใญใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ€ ่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸๅฐ้šŠ้•ทๆ ผใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใซ็Ÿญใ„่จ€่‘‰ใงๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ใ ใ—ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฎๅ…ƒใธใจใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏ่ฟ”ไบ‹ๅพ…ใกใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ๅ…ˆๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ“ใฎ็”บใงๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„็”บใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ฆ‹ใ‚‹่€…ใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐๅฎใฎๅฑฑใ ใ€ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้˜ฒๅฃใฎ็ฏ‰ใๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฃ่ฆ–ไฝ“ๅˆถใฎๆง‹็ฏ‰ใ€ใใ—ใฆ้›ฃๆฐ‘ใŸใกใฎๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใจ็ฎก็†ๆ–นๆณ•ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šใจใ‚ŠใŒ็„กใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ™ใใซใงใ‚‚็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚„ๅฎŸๅฎถใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅ‹‰ๅผทใฎใŸใ‚ใซไบบใ‚’ๅฏ„่ถŠใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ๆˆฆใ„ใŒ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใฎ็Šถๆณใชใฎใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚้€ฒ่จ€ใ™ในใใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใ‚’?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ไผฏ็ˆตใ€ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ“ใ‚Œใจใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใŒ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ–ฐใŸใชๆ‰‹็ด™ใŒๅฑŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใซใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“......ใ€ ใฉใ‚“ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใŸไฝ•ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„่กจๆƒ…ใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใซใ€ไพๅฅณใฎใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใถใ‚“ใถใ‚“ใจๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ไธปใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹็ด™ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใซใ€ไพๅฅณใ”ใจใใŒ่จ€ใ†ในใใ“ใจใชใฉ็„กใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ€ใ”ๆ‡ๅฆŠ......็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใพใ•ใ‹......ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใญใ€ ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ่ฒดๆ—ใจใ—ใฆๅพก็ฅใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ในใใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅคซใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใจใฎๅ…ผใญๅˆใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ€ฅใŽๅฎŸๅฎถใธ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅคซใธ็ฅใฎๅ“ใ‚’้€ใ‚Šใ€ๅคซใจ็ˆถใฎๅๅ‰ใง็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธๅฑŠใ‘ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€้จŽๅฃซใ ใฃใŸใ“ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใฃใฝใฉๆฅฝใ ใฃใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆ‡ๅฆŠใฎ็™บ่กจใฏใ€ๅคงใ€…็š„ใซ่กŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚‰ไบ‹ๆƒ…ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎไปฅๅค–ใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใชใฉ้‡่‡ฃใŸใกใฏ็›ฎ็Ž‰ใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ‚‹ใปใฉ้ฉšใใ€ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใพใง็ง˜ๅŒฟใ™ในใใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใŒๅ‡บใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๆŠผใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฅใšในใใ“ใจใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚็ˆถ่ฆชใŒ่ชฐใ‹ใฏๆ•ขใˆใฆ่จ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใŠ่…นใฎๅญใŒ็”ทๅฅณใฉใกใ‚‰ใซใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ๆญฃๅผใชๅพŒ็ถ™่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๅญใ‚’ๆ—ฅ้™ฐ่€…ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒๆ‡ธๅฟตใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใŒ......ใ€ 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ใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคซใ‚’้ธใถใ€ใจๆญฃๅผใซๅ…ฌ่กจใงใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฒดๆ—ๅŒๅฟ—ใฎๅ†…ๆˆฆใซ็™บๅฑ•ใ—ใ‹ใญใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅญใ‚’ๆˆใ™ใซใ‚ใŸใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ้ƒฝๅˆใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚่บซๅˆ†ใฏใ‚ใ‚Œใฉ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใฌ้–“ๆŸ„ใชใฎใงๅ…ฌ่กจใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏใ€่ฒดๆ—้–“ใฎไบ‰ใ„ใ‚„่ก€็ธ่€…ใฎๅฐ‚ๆจชใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซไผใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ......ๅง‹ๆœซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใ‹ใคใฆใชใ„็จ‹ใซๅผทๆจฉ็š„ใซ้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎๆ‡ๅฆŠ็™บ่กจๅŠ‡ใ€‚็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใ€ๆญฆๅฎ˜ใ‚’ๅ•ใ‚ใšใ€ไพๅฅณใ‚’ใฏใ˜ใ‚ไธ‹ๅƒใใฎ่€…ใŸใกใซใ‚‚่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๅ†ทใ‚ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฌๅ‰ใซๆฐ‘่ก†ใธใจ็™บ่กจใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ‰ใฎๅบƒๅ ดใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝๅ„ๆ‰€ใซใ‚ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎ่ฉฐๆ‰€ๅ‰ใซๆŽฒ็คบใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎ้–“ใซใฏใ€ๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ‚’ๅซใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ็ฅ่ณ€ใƒ ใƒผใƒ‰ใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠๅ›žใฏใ€ๅบƒๅ ดใงใฎๆŽฒ็คบใฏๅ…ฅๅฃใฎใฟใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่บซ้‡ใฎ้™›ไธ‹ใซๅฟƒใฎๅฎ‰ๅฏงใ‚’ๆไพ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ใจ็งฐใ—ใฆใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฎ้–“ใฏ็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ‰ใฎๅบƒๅ ดใฏ็ซ‹ใกๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅˆถ้™ใŒ่จญใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎไธ‹ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎๅฏพๅฟœใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ†ไผš่ญฐใซใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ“ใ“ใพใงใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซใŠใ‘ใ‚‹็‹™ใ„ใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚„ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใชใฉใ€ๅ‡บๅธญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ขใ€…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ™ใ€‚ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็ฅžๅฆ™ใช้ก”ใง้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚่‹ฅๅนฒไธ€ๅใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎใฟใŒๅฐ„ๆฎบใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใง็จใฟใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใจใซใ‹ใใ€ๅญใฎ็ˆถ่ฆชใซใคใ„ใฆใฎ่ฉฎ็ดขใฏ็ฆๆญขใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒ็„กใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ™‚่ฉฑใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉ่จ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ๆ„ๅ›ณ็š„ใซๅบƒใ‚ใฆใ€ใ‚ใจใฏๆ”พ็ฝฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ็‰นใซๅ่ซ–ใŒๅ‡บใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่ฉฑใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ่จ“็ทด็Šถๆณใฏๅฆ‚ไฝ•ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆไป•ไธŠใŒใฃใŸใจใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้ ‚ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚้€ฃๆบใฎๅ•้กŒใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ•ใปใฉๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฎฟ่ˆŽใซใคใใพใ—ใฆใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซ่ฟ‘ใ„้ซ˜็ดšๅฎฟใ‚’ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ๆŠผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไบบๆ•ฐใซใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ไบŒๅๅไปฅไธ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ……ๅˆ†ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๅฏ่ƒฝใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€่ญท่ก›ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใซใฏๅˆฅใซๅฎฟ่ˆŽใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚„็ฟ’ๆ…ฃใซใคใ„ใฆใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๅ…จใใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซใŠๅฐ‹ใญใ™ใ‚Œใฐ่งฃๆฑบใ™ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ้›†่ฝใง้Žใ”ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใจๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฎ็›ธ่ซ‡ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใซใ€ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ“ใฎ้›†ใพใ‚Šใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅฐๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็›ฎๆจ™ใจใ—ใŸไผšๅˆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒโ€œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้ ผใ‚Œโ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ“ใจใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏๆˆธๆƒ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไป–ใซๆ–นๆณ•ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใชใ‚‰ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ็คผใ‚’ๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฟซใๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใˆใˆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฏใŠๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๆ–นใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ“ใจใงไธ€ๅŒใซ็ทŠๅผตใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้™ใ‹ใซๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใฎใฟใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๆ€ใ‚ใšใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ๅฝผใซใ‚‚ใฃใจๆ•™่‚ฒใ‚’ๆ–ฝใ™ในใใ‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚็ด ็›ดใŒๅ–œใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ฒพใ€…้ƒจ้šŠ้•ทใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใพใงใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆต้ ˜ใฎใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ•ใ‚“ใจๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใฎไผš่ซ‡ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ“ใฎๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใฎไผš่ซ‡ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€ŒๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅฑ้™บใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้€†ใ ใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‹ญใ„ๅฎคๅ†…ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€้˜ฒ่ก›ๅดใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใกใ‚‰ๅดใฎๆ–นใŒๆœ‰ๅˆฉใซใชใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๆ€ฅใŽไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚็ฝ ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎๅทฅไบ‹ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใซ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใจใ—ใฆๅทฅไบ‹ใฎ้€ฒๆ—็ฎก็†ใจไฝœๆฅญๅ“กใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ‚’ไปปใ›ใพใ™ใ€‚ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ๅพŒ็จ‹ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใŠๆธกใ—ใ—ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ–ฝ่จญ้–ขไฟ‚ใฎ่ทๅ“กใŸใกใจๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ๅทฅไบ‹ใฏ่กจๅ‘ใใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆ‡ๅฆŠใ‚’็ฅใฃใฆๆ–ฐใŸใช่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใซใ—ใฆใ€็ฝ ใฎ่จญ็ฝฎใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๆœ€ไฝŽ้™ใฎ่€…ใซใ—ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ็ด ๆ—ฉใ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ทนๆšใซ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€ๅพŒใซใ€‚ไธ€ใค่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅฐๅฐใซใคใ„ใฆใงใ™ใ€ ไธ€ๅบฆ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ๅ†ใณๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ่€…ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใŸ้ขๆŒใกใงๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆตดใณใ€ๅ†ใณๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ‹•ใๅฆ‚ไฝ•ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅฐๅฐใ‚’่กŒใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ่ฉณใ—ใใฏ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจใฎไผš่ซ‡ใŒๆฑบใพใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌใจใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็Šถๆณใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆฉŸไผšใ‚’ใ†ใ‹ใŒใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ˜Ž่จ€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใŒใŠ็ด„ๆŸใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€็งใฏใ‚ใฎๅพกๆ–นใจๅ…ฑใซ้‹ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๆญฉใ‚€ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅŽญใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไบบใฏ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๅŠชๅŠ›ใจ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’้‡ใญใฆใ“ใใ€ๆœ€ไธŠใฎๅ–œใณใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚้™›ไธ‹ใ‚‚ใใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ใ€Œ......่‰ฏใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใ‚’ไฟก็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ไผšๅˆใฎ็ฟŒๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้‡่‡ฃใŸใกใŒๅฟ™ใ—ใๅ‹•ใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใ‚’ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎ่€…ใŸใกใฏๆ•ๆ„Ÿใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใจใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎ็†็”ฑใฏ้™›ไธ‹ใฎ่บซ่พบใ‚’ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่‰ฏใ„ๅฝขใซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ใจ้ฉๅฝ“ใ™ใŽใ‚‹่ชค้ญ”ๅŒ–ใ—ใงๆŠผใ—้€šใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆ‡ๅฆŠใฎๆ–นใ‚’่žใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅๅฟœใฏๆทก็™ฝใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซ็ฅใงใ‚‚่ฒทใฃใฆๅฑŠใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ๆ•ฐๆžšใฎ้‡‘่ฒจใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‘Šใ’ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€Œ็•ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ตๅฑ€ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŸใกใฏใ“ใ“ใธๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใงใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆๆกˆใซๆฒฟใฃใฆๅ‹•ใใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซๆฑบใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎใง......ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใ‚„ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎไปฃ่กจใŸใกใ‚‚ๅŒ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏ้ข็™ฝใ„ใ€ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ่ชญใฟไธŠใ’ใŸๆ‰‹็ด™ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚„ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฏ็ตๆง‹ใชๅฉ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅˆฅใฎๅฅดใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€‚่’้‡Žใฎๅ› ็ธใ‚’ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹้ƒฝใงๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ™ใ‹? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็ซ็จฎใฏใƒญใƒผใƒŒใ‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใง้›†ใพใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใใ“ใงไบ‰ใ„ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใคใพใ‚‰ใ‚“ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ“ใฏใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใŒใ†ใพใใ‚„ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅฝผใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๆŠ˜่ง’ไฝœใ‚Šใ‚ใ’ใŸ็”บใฎไธญใงๆšดใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ่ฟทๆƒ‘ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่ขซๅฎณใชใ‚‰ใ€็œ‰ใฒใจใคๅ‹•ใ‹ใ•ใšใซๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฝ™่จˆใชไบˆ็ฎ—ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€็‰‡็œ‰ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใดใใ‚Šใจๅ‹•ใใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€‚ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏๅฟ™ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ญใƒฌใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใŒใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅบงใ‚‹ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ€‚ใใฎ้šฃใซๅบงใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธ้–ฃไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใซใคใ„ใฆ่ณชๅ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฎไผ่จ€ใ‚’้ ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅˆ†ใ ใจใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚่žใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ใ™ใงใซๅŸŽๅ†…ใซใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใŠใใ‚‰ใใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŸใกใฎไธ–่ฉฑๅฝนใซใชใ‚‹ใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใจใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใŒ่ฉฑใ™ๅ†…ๅฎนๅฆ‚ไฝ•ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้ข็™ฝใ„ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ๅฝ“ๆ—ฅใฏๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใฎๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใงใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅฏพๅฟœใฏใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚‚้ฃŸใ„็‰ฉใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ใจๅŒใ˜ใง่‰ฏใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไผใˆใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚......ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใƒชใƒ“ใƒณใ‚ฐใซๆŽงใˆใ‚ใชใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎ้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅฃฐใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใƒ‰ใ‚ขใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ไพๅฅณใŒ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใซใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใŒใŠ่ฆ‹ใˆใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œๆญฏๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚่ชฐใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅดใ ใชใ€ ไพๅฅณใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ…ˆใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‡Ž็”Ÿๅ‹•็‰ฉใซไผผใŸๆ‡ใ‹ใ—ใ„ๆฐ—้…ใ ใ€‚้€šใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€ ๆœ€ๅˆใซใƒชใƒ“ใƒณใ‚ฐใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€็พŠ็ฃไบบใฎใƒฌใƒ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใตใซใ‚ƒใ€ใจใ—ใŸ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๆฐ—ใฎๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใ€็™ฝใ„็™–ใฃๆฏ›ใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใจใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใ€ ๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅบงใ‚Šใ€็ด…่ŒถใจใŠ่“ๅญใŒ้…ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒฌใƒ‹ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจๆ—ฉใ„ๆฅ่จชใ ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ ไฝ•ใ‚‚่ตทใใฆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใทใ…ใทใ…ใจ็†ฑใ„็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๅนใ„ใฆใ€ๆนฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ใพใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹่ตทใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใจไธ€็ท’ใซ่กŒๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ—ฉใๆฅใŸใ€ใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ่ตทใใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆฅใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ธๆŠž่‚ขใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใปใฉๆ€–ใ„ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚็”บใงใฎ็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฒขๅฑฑไปฒ้–“ใŒใงใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ไธ–็•ŒใŒ้–‹ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ๆฃฎใฎไธญใงๆ€ฏใˆใชใŒใ‚‰็”Ÿๆดปใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใ‚ใฎ้ ƒใฎใพใพใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠ้ ƒ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ‚„ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎไบ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใซใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ไบบ้–“ใซๆ•ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏๆ•ขใˆใฆไฟบใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซๆฅใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏๅฑ้™บใ ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใ€็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ฟ‘ใใŒไธ€็•ชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅฑ้™บใŒใฉใ†็™บ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Œใฐใ€ใฉใ†้€ƒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™ใ€‚......ๅฑ้™บใฏใ€ใใฃใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ฟ‘ใใง็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ…ƒใธใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๅฑ้™บใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ไธญใ€…้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ค’ใ‚่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ็…งใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฅฅๆญฏใ‚’่ป‹ใพใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ ไพๅฅณใŒไธ€็คผใ—ใฆ้€€ๅฎคใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒฌใƒ‹ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ€ใใ—ใฆใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š็”บใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹็‰ฉใ—ใฆๅ›žใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚้ฃŸใ„็‰ฉใ‚„้“ๅ…ทใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚ใ€‚้‡‘ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ๅฐ้ฃใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๅ…ˆใ ใ€‚็”บใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใ‚ใ€‚้€ƒใ’้“ใ‚„้š ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใ€ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใŒๆฅใŸใจใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ชฐใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ‚‚ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„้จ’ๅ‹•ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆญป็ฅžใŒใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒ‘ใƒซใซไธŽใˆใŸ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใฏๆญฃ็ขบใชใจใ“ใ‚ใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใŒใ€้ ๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ไบบๅ“กใ‚’้€ใ‚Š่พผใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจ็ขบไฟกใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆททไนฑใจๆˆฆใ„ใฎ่ˆžๅฐใฏ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ™‚ใ€ใใ“ใซใฏ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ้จŽๅฃซใจๅ…ตๅฃซใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎๅ‹˜ใŒ่‰ฏใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ›ใ„ใงใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฏใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‰น็ญ‰ๅธญใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€‚ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ€่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใชใใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽ่€…ใซๆฑบๆ–ญๅŠ›ใจๅบฆ่ƒธใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ ไธๅบฆ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ€็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใชๆ—ฅใ€…ใซ้ฃฝใใฏใ˜ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚
Chapter 173: Curtain Falls "Okay!" Border city Rhone. A seemingly relieved voice can be heard atop the wall built towards the highway. Ahead of where Phyrinion, who stands at the historically most peaceful front line, is looking up to inside the wall, Alyssa just finished throwing a wooden tube, which had a stone tied to it as weight, outside the wall. A hole within the wall. According to the dwarves: if you peer though that opening which seems to be for the sake of shooting, you could see the projectile drop into the thickets which were to be found next to the highway. Additionally, it's at a distance one can barely confirm by sight. Just like her predecessor, it seems to be no mistake to label Alyssa as person who represents the militaristic nature of the Tohno Earldom. "It contains a letter for the demons, so check it out!" (Alyssa) Once Alyssa loudly called out towards the thickets, a thicket close to where the letter had dropped shook. It's unclear whether it shook with the intention to give a reply or to simply retrieve the letter, but even Phyrinion senses the tension transmitted by the surrounding soldiers who are holding onto the spear throwers while holding their breaths. Alyssa, who used to be a lovable mascot and her superior before, is now the feudal lord. Among the male soldiers a wild atmosphere of making new resolves and performing self-styled rituals of offering their lives had begun to run rampant. But, basically they are guys that get the things done that have to be done. "Alright, the mission is done!" (Alyssa) Once they heard the voice of Alyssa, who jumped off the wall, the tension escaped from everyone. Of course there are soldiers who stay on alert as they are on duty, but there's no need for those to tremble nervously during their observation duty. Rather, they were told to relax and slowly observe how things go, and to let the spears fly if something happens. "Continue the lookout as usual. I leave the rest to you." (Alyssa) Alyssa curtly orders a nearby lower-ranking commanding officer and then comes over to Phyrinion. "It's done. Now we have to wait for the reply." (Alyssa) "Thank you. Well then, I will wait in this city until there's a reply from the other party." (Phyrinion) "Though it's a boring city as there's nothing here," Alyssa laughs, but Phyrinion thought, From the way of the wall's build to the construction of the surveillance system, and moreover the management methods to receive refugees. It's to the extent that she would immediately send letters to the capital and her home to dispatch people to study these things here, if there wasn't the exchange with the demons. "No, rather it's surely in such state because the battlefield is nearby, right? I wonder whether I should propose it, even if it's just for the future." (Phyrinion) "Propose what?" (Alyssa) "Ah, no, it's something unrelated, Earl." (Phyrinion) While Phyrinion is pondering about this and that, a new letter from the capital arrived. "...I wonder what's this about?" (Phyrinion) "I-I can't say anything about it..." (Clinora) Not knowing what face to pull, the maid Clinora shook her head at Phyrinion, who was speechless while knitting her brows. The content of a letter she was told about by her master is nothing the likes of a maid should comment on. "Her Majesty the Queen is pregnant...the other party isn't mentioned here, but no way...you don't say!" (Phyrinion) I should send congratulations as noble of the kingdom, but I also have to coordinate it with my husband Vaiya. I must quickly send a message home, send a congratulatory gift to my husband and have it delivered to the royal palace in the name of my husband and father. "Good grief, I feel like my time as knight had been a lot less stressful." (Phyrinion) The announcement of Imeraria's pregnancy was carried out on a grand scale. Except for those who knew about the situation like Sabnak, it was an eye-popping surprise to the chief vassals like the prime minister. There were opinions that the news should be withheld as much as possible, but Imeraria rejected that. "It's nothing disgraceful. There's no particular need to state the identity of the father, but no matter whether the child will be male or female, there's no doubt that they will become the official successor. I have no intention to oust this child." (Imeraria) "But, I'm worried about the effect on the nobles..." "Just how many nobles, who have the backbone to publicly state their opinion against royalty, exist? Besides, if it came to choosing a husband for me, it would turn into quite the dispute, wouldn't it?" (Imeraria) With Vichy's destruction, the only option to take a husband from another country is limited to Horant. Seeing as Imeraria's child will automatically become the successor, everyone agreed that it wouldn't be overly smart to let the blood from another country enter the royal bloodline. It wouldn't be strange for that act to be perceived as invasion into the bloodline by Horant. Having said that, if it comes to choosing a husband from among the nobles, it would become extremely complicated. That's because becoming the maternal relative of the royal family grants one a very influential voice. At the moment there's also the special situation of Imeraria being the only royal left alive. If it was a good family that sent the prince consort, their clout would become immeasurable. If Imeraria were to officially announce that she chose a noble from within the country as husband, it would likely end in a lot of blood being spilled. In the worst case it would develop into a civil war between the nobles. "Not knowing the other party who made the child with me is convenient. Since they have a social standing that wouldn't allow for it, it won't be announced. Or it might be fine to assume it was managed...hidden for the sake of avoiding a dispute between nobles or a despotism by blood relatives." (Imeraria) The move of announcing Imeraria's pregnancy, which highhandedly made use of the state's power to an extent that hadn't been seen in the past, gave a huge shock to the ones serving inside the royal castle, starting with the maids, much less to say about the civil and military officials. The news was released to the general public while that shock was still lingering. Starting with the plaza in front of the royal palace, it was posted in front of the various guard stations of the soldiers and knights all over the capital. Even while feeling baffled, a celebratory mood immediately spread among the population. This time the announcement was only posted at the bulletin board at the entrance to the plaza. In the name of offering a peace of mind to the pregnant queen, it was decided to set up a temporary restriction for entering the plaza in front of the royal castle. "This also serves as preliminary arrangements to welcome the demons." At the meeting about how to deal with Hifumi, Imeraria explained the intention behind going as far as giving such an order. She lets her eyes wander across the attending personnel such as Sabnak, Vaiya and Prime Minister Adol. All of them nodded with humble expressions. Only one person, Origa, somewhat glared at her with eyes as if she's going to shoot her to death. "...Anyway, any prying in regards to the child's father is prohibited. As it's probably useless in regards to gossip, we will intentionally propagate what I said before and leave it alone afterwards." (Imeraria) Because there were no particular objections to her words, Imeraria decided to continue. "Vaiya-san, what's the situation with the knight order's training?" (Imeraria) "Yes. Going by the words of Earl Tohno, it's completed more or less. There are issues with the coordination during group combat, but I think we won't need that much time to fix that." (Vaiya) "Adol-san, is there anything to say about the preparations for receiving the demons?" (Imeraria) "I have arranged for the possibility to reserve a high-class inn near the castle as lodging at any time. It depends on the number of people, but if it's less than 20, the inn can receive them satisfactorily. If they have more people than that, I will prepare a different lodging for the escorting soldiers." (Adol)magic "But," Adol continued. "Given that we have no good grasp on the customs and food of the demons, I'm not quite sure what to do about that part..." (Adol) "That should be resolved by asking Hifumi-sama. Since it looks like he spend some time in the demon settlement, I think he will be able to consult us in various ways how to receive them." (Imeraria) "E-Earl Tohno will?" (Adol) This gathering is a meeting with the objective of sealing Hifumi. Adol was bewildered by Imeraria proposing to "rely on Hifumi." "We have no other option. If you ask that gentleman with the proper courtesy, he will gladly teach you. That's right, isn't it Origa-san?" (Imeraria) "...Indeed, Hifumi-sama is a kind person after all." (Origa) Tension traveled through the venue when Imeraria called out to Origa, but Origa simply agreed in a calm demeanor. Imeraria, who didn't fail to notice Sabnak unintentionally sighing in relief, decided that he should be given more education soon. Although it's an honest behavior, openly showing delight ends beyond the commanding officer rank. "Right now I have Phyrinion-san advance the preparations for the conference with the demons by cooperating with Alyssa-san of the Tohno Earldom. And it was specified by me to hold the conference in this castle." (Imeraria) "In this castle? Isn't that dangerous?" Upon Vaiya's question, Imeraria replied in reverse, "If it's a narrow, indoor venue, our side as the defending one is at an advantage, no? Besides, I want some mechanisms prepared in advance." (Imeraria) "Mechanisms?" "Yes. We will set traps. Sabnak-san, it's construction work inside the castle, so I leave the monitoring of the laborers and the management of the construction's progress in your hands as the one in charge. As for the details of the mechanisms, I will hand out the necessary documents later, so please arrange for meetings with the craftsmen of the related trades. However, publicly we will pretend that we are building a new audience hall in celebration of my pregnancy. Make sure that only the least necessary amount of people knows about the installation of the traps." (Imeraria) Imeraria stately nods at Sabnak who swiftly stood up and bowed. "Lastly I'd like you to listen since I've been pondering about one thing. It's about Hifumi-sama's sealing." (Imeraria) Taking a short break here, Imeraria looked into the faces of those present once more. With their expressions being tense and their eyes focused on her, she continues speaking, "Depending on the demons' movements, we will carry out Hifumi-sama's sealing at that time." (Imeraria) While deciding to handle the details depending on the conclusion of the conference with the demons, Imeraria declared that they would keep up-to-date with the circumstances, waiting for a good opportunity to carry out their plan. "Origa-san." (Imeraria) "That's fine with you, right?" (Imeraria) "Your Majesty, if you keep your promise, I intend to share the same fate as that gentleman. People can only obtain the greatest joy by repeatedly resolving themselves and investing their own efforts. It was the same for you, Your Majesty." (Origa) "...Very well. I will trust you." (Imeraria) On the next day after the meeting, the people working in the castle immediately sensed that the chief vassals had started to move hurriedly, but being given the reason that it's for the sake of improving Her Majesty's environment, the people fell for that overly vague deception. When he heard about Imeraria's pregnancy, Hifumi's reaction was plain. "I see. Origa, please buy a suitable congratulatory gift and send it to her." (Hifumi) Being told that while being given several gold coins, Origa received the money and said "Got it," which finished the whole matter. "So in the end Vepar and her demons are coming here?" (Hifumi) "Yes. With the reply from the other side, it has been decided that things will move in accordance with Her Majesty's proposal...it looks like Alyssa, Fokalore's soldiers and the representatives of the beastmen and elves, including Phyrinion, will accompany them." (Origa) Listening to the contents of the letter read out loud by Origa, Hifumi laughed while saying, "That's interesting." "Are Reni and Zanga going to come here? No, Zanga is quite the old hag, so it might be someone else. Are they going to clear the wasteland's fate in the royal capital of a human country? No, the triggers are assembled in Rhone or Fokalore, aren't they? It will be boring if it turns into a dispute over there." (Hifumi) "Caim and the others would probably manage it smoothly. For him a riot inside the city, which he built up at great pains, will only be a bother." (Origa) "If it's that guy, he will likely deal with such level of damage without even batting an eyelid. It might go as far as one of his eyebrows twitching due to the unnecessary budget expenses. Though Paryu might snap due to getting swamped with work." (Hifumi) Origa, who sat on the sofa next to Hifumi closed the letter. "Furthermore, I have been entrusted with a verbal message from His Excellency the Prime Minister that he has some questions regarding the reception of the demons. At this rate you might also be asked about the beastmen." (Origa) As for the elves it's no problem since Puuse is already staying within the castle. Very likely she is seen as having become the elves' mediator. "Depending on what Imeraria and Vepar talk about, it might become slightly interesting. I guess I will also help out with the meeting on the appointed day. Ah, it's fine to handle the demons' bedding and food in the same way as with humans." (Hifumi) "Then I shall pass it on like that. ...What is it?" (Origa) A reserved knocking can be heard in the living room. A maid on the other side of the door replied to Origa's question. "It seems there are visitors for master, but..." "You're not making yourself clear, are you? Who is it?" (Origa) "Looks like it's beastmen." (Hifumi) Hifumi said before the maid could even open her mouth. "It's the nostalgic presence resembling wild animals. Show them in." (Hifumi) "Hifumi-san, it's been a while." The one who entered the living room first was the sheep beastgirl Reni. With her usual, fluffy smile that lacked any tension, she walks over while making her white, frizzy hair sway. Helen and Gengu entered behind her. "Been a while." (Helen) When everyone had sat down and tea as well as sweets had been distributed, Hifumi started a conversation with Reni. "It's quite the early visit. Did something happen?" (Hifumi) "Nothing has happened yet." (Reni) Blowing at the hot black tea, Reni scattered the steam while answering. "But something is going to happen, right? If we were to travel together with the demons, we would get dragged into it." (Reni) "That's why we came here early," Reni replied. "If you believe that something's going to happen, you always have the choice to not come, don't you?" (Hifumi) "I believe there's nothing as scary as something you don't know about. That's something I was taught by you, Hifumi-san. After learning to live in a city, I was able to make a lot of friends. It opened up a new world for me. If I was still stuck in that time, where I lived in the forest while being frightened, I wouldn't know about the demons and elves, and I would have likely been killed by demons or caught by humans." (Reni) "But, you deliberately came to my place. Didn't you consider that to be dangerous?" (Hifumi) Reni keeps smiling. "The most information gathers around you, Hifumi-san. If I know how the danger will come to be, I should also know how to escape it. ...I'm sure the danger will originate near you." (Reni) That's the reason why Reni came to Hifumi's place. Properly perceiving the scent of danger, she considers methods to protect her friends. In order to carry out her duty. "Well said. You are doing your very best, aren't you?" (Hifumi) Reni shyly laughed due to Hifumi's praise, whereas Origa ground her molars. "Get some rooms ready for these guys." (Hifumi) Seeing off the maid leaving the room after bowing, Hifumi looked at the face of Reni, Helen and Gengu. "Well, it might be a good idea to slowly go around the city for a sightseeing tour. Come in contact with various food and tools. You need money, don't you? I will give you some pocket money. It's still a while until the festival starts anyway. Study by properly examining the city. Look for escape routes and hiding places in advance." (Hifumi) , Hifumi thought. The death god has kept the true identity of the ability he gave to Vepar ambiguous, but Hifumi believed that she's likely capable of sending in people from a distance. In that case the stage for the chaos and battle will be the royal castle. At that time the knights, soldiers and elves in the castle will face the demons. Though it's regrettable that it seems like the beastmen will quickly escape thanks to Reni's too good perception. "You might have been able to secure yourself some special seats. Isn't that great, Helen, Gengu? Your leader possesses courage and decisiveness." (Hifumi) , Hifumi thought. I would have grown tired of these peaceful days soon anyway.
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่™Ž็ฃไบบใฎใƒœใ‚นใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šไธ€ไบบใงๆˆฆใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไป–ใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใƒœใ‚นใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ††ใ‚’ๆใ„ใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่™Ž็ฃไบบใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๅพŒๆ‚”ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็ดฐใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไฟบใฎ็ˆชใ‚’้˜ฒใใ“ใจใฏใงใใ‚“ใžใ€ ใƒ‹ใ‚ฟใƒชใจ็‰™ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใฆ็ฌ‘ใ†่™Žใฎใƒœใ‚นใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ใ ใ‚‰ใ‚ŠใจใŠใ‚ใ—ใŸใพใพใงๅพฎๅ‹•ใ ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพก่จ—ใฏใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ“ใ„ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅนณ็„ถใจ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎใƒœใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€็ฃไบบใซใ‚‚ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใคใพใ‚‰ใ‚“ใž? ๆˆฆใ†ๆ„ๅฟ—ใจๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กๅŒๆ™‚ใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ ๆ…ฎใชใใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆๆฅใ„ใ€ ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใพใชๆŒ‘็™บใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใฏไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ็ทŠ่ฟซๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ใ€ใ“ใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ ใ€‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ„ใ€ๆฎบใ™ใจ่จ€ใ†ๆ„ๅฟ—ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏ่กŒๅ‹•ใจๅฎŸๅŠ›ใŒไผดใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆ–‡ๅฅใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†้–“ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚นใฏไธก่…•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆ็ˆชใงใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆๆฅใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ๅบฆ่ฆ‹ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ–ฐใ‚‰ใ†ใปใฉใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็”˜ใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚‰ใฃใ€ ๆจชใฃ้ขใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๆŽปใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚นใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ€ใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅนณๆ‰‹ๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ่…ซใ‚ŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใ‚’ใ€ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚นใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ‘ตๅ‘ตใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใก็ฃไบบใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฎไฝœใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉไบบ้–“ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ€้–‹ใใซใชใฃใŸๅฅดใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใžใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใฆ่ฟ”ใ‚Š่จŽใกใซ้ญใ„ใ€้ฃŸใ„่’ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฑใ‚’ๆ™’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไธ‰ไบบใฎไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ‚“ใชใซ้›ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ€่‚‰ใจๆฐดใ‚’้ฉใงๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ ่บซไฝ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใฏใ€ใถใฃๅฉใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰่…ซใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใชใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚ใ‘ใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹! ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅ‚ทใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚“่…ซใ‚Œใชใžใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„!ใ€ ๅ ใˆใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚นใŒไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆ‡ใซ่ตฐใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๅนณๆ‰‹ใงๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้ณฉๅฐพใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใถใฃ......ใผใ‡ใˆใˆใ€ ใ›ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚‹็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใใ‚Œใšใ€ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ็€‰็‰ฉใ‚’ๆ’’ใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใƒœใ‚นใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่ฆใ‚‰ใชใ„ใชใ€ใจๅˆ€ใ‚’่…ฐใธ็ดใ‚ใ€ๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใๆถ™ใ‚’ใ“ใผใ™่™Žใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่…ซใ‚ŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใซ็ˆชใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ่…•ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆๅผ•ใ่ฃ‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ใ ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚‰ใจ่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ™ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€่™Žใฎใƒœใ‚นใฏ็ตถๅซใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅงฟใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€่™Ž็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎใƒœใ‚นใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใง็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅฌฒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใฟใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใงใ‚‚็ˆชใฏไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใช้ขจใซใชใ€ ๅณๆ‰‹ใŒ้ขจใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ€ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใŒใƒœใ‚นใฎๅ–‰ใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใ‚‹ใจใ€้ฆ–็ญ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚’ๅนใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒœใ‚นใฏๅฃฐใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ›ใšใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’้–“่ฟ‘ใง่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ†ท้™ใซๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚่ก€็ฎกใฎไฝ็ฝฎใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ใจใปใผๅŒใ˜ใ‹ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—็ญ‹ๅŠ›ใŒๅผทใ„ใฎใจใ€่€ณใ‚„ๅฐปๅฐพใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ•ใฆใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใงๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็กฌ็›ดใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่™Ž็ฃไบบใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใŒๆ‰‹ๅŠฉใ‘ใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใฏๆญปใ‚“ใ ใž?ใ€ ๆณฃใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸ่™Žใฎ้’ๅนดใŒๆŠœๅˆ€ใงไธŠไธ‹ใซๅˆ†ใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๆ€’ใ‚ŠใฎๅฃฐใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜! ็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆใฏๅธฐใ•ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒœใ‚นใฎไป‡ใ ! ๅ…จๅ“กใงใ“ใ„ใคใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใž!ใ€ 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ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใฏใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ€็”ทใฎๅญใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใŒใ€ใ™ใใซ็‰™ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใฆๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‹ใ€‚ไบบ้–“!ใ€ ๅฆนใจใคใชใ„ใงใ„ใŸๆ‰‹ใ‚’้›ขใ—ใฆ่ตฐใฃใฆๆฅใŸ็”ทใฎๅญใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใฎใพใพใ€ๆฟกใ‚ŒใŸ่ขดใงใฒใฃใฑใŸใใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใฃ......ใ€ ๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„็จ‹ใซๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ๅฅณใฎๅญใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ใ‚€ใกๆ‰“ใกใซใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใงๆจชใฃ้ขใ‚’ๆ‰“ใŸใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฎๅญใฏใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆๆณฃใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆๆ‚ ใ€…ใจ่ขดใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ™ใใซไนพ็‡ฅใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ่’้‡Žใฎๆฐ—ๅ€™ใซๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใ—ใคใคใ€่ขดใฎๆŠ˜ใ‚Š็›ฎใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๆ•ดใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏ่ชฐใ ?ใ€ ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏใ€ๆ€ฏใˆใจๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’็ถฏไบคใœใซใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ่™Žใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใ‹ใ‚‰็ญ”ใˆใฏ็„กใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆบœๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใŒ่ชฐใงใ‚‚ๅˆฅใซใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ 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ใใฎๅพŒใ€็‹ผใ‚„็…ๅญใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใŒๅฝขๆˆใ™ใ‚‹้›†่ฝใ‚’ใ„ใใคใ‹ๅฃŠๆป…ใ•ใ›ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็ฃไบบ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใซ้ฃฝใใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€่ฟทๅญใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆž—ใฏ้šๅˆ†ๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใชใใชใ‚Šใ€่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™้™ใ‚Šใฎๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šใฎ่’้‡ŽใŒ็ถšใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพใ ใจใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ›ฝใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใซ็€ใๅ‰ใซๅนฒใ‹ใ‚‰ใณใ‚‹ใชใ€ ้ฆฌใฎ่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅฟƒใชใ—ใ‹้‡ใๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใŒใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆไธ€ๆ—ฆๆˆปใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€่ก—ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใพใงใฏๆกˆๅ†…ๅฝนใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚ฆใƒญใ‚ฆใƒญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใŒๅ‹ฟไฝ“็„กใ„ใ€‚ ้€ฒ่กŒๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ€ๆž—ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ใจใ€้ฆฌใ‚‚่ปฝๅฟซใซๆญฉใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใ€ใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจ่ฆ‹ใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใŸๆž—ใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใซไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใฎๆฐ—้…ใŒๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ใŠไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€้ฆ–ใ ใ‘ใงๆตฎใ‹ใถๆญป็ฅžใฎๅงฟใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใง้ฆ–ใ ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅคฑ็คผใ€ ้ก”ใ ใ‘ใฎใใ›ใซๅคงใ’ใ•ใซ้ฉšใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸๆญป็ฅžใฏใ€้ป’ใ„้œงใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…จ่บซใ‚’่กจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎฐ็›ธใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใจใใฏใ€้ ญใ ใ‘ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆโ€œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅŠ›ใŒๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ›ใพใ›ใ‚“โ€ใฃใฆใญใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๆ—ฅๅธธ็š„ใซไบบใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใซใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€้€†ใซๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ใจ่ˆŒใ‚’ใƒšใƒญใƒชใจ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ๆญป็ฅžใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚‚ๅ‘ใ‘ใšใซ้ฆฌใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใพใงๅ‡บใฆใใฆไฝ•ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใซ่ท้›ขใชใ‚“ใฆ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆต็Ÿณใซไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆธกใ‚‹็จ‹ใฎๅŠ›ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใญใ€‚ๅคไปฃ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใช? ็ฅžใ‚‚ไบบใ‚‚ใพใจใ‚ใฆ้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใจใฏใ€ๅคงใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ๅฎ™ใซๆตฎใ‹ใณใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซไฝต่ตฐใ™ใ‚‹ๆญป็ฅžใฏใ€ๅคงใใ้ ทใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎ้–ขๅฟƒใฏๅˆฅใซใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๅ‹•ใใฏใฉใ†ใ ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€็ฅžไฝฟใ„ใŒ่’ใ„ไบบใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅฎฐ็›ธใ•ใ‚“ใฏไพ‹ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚็พŽใ—ใๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใธใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฏใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใใ†้ ใใชใ„ใ†ใกใซไฝฟใˆใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๆญป็ฅžใฏๆบ€่ถณใ’ใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใงๅ†ไผšใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใซใพใŸๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ‚Œใซใ€ไบบ้–“็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅนณ่ฌใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ใจๆญป็ฅžใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ๆญป็ฅžใฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไธ€ไบบใซใชใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซไธ€ๅบฆ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใซใ„ใใชใ‚ŠๆŠœใๆ‰“ใกใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่…•ไธ€ๆœฌใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใฆๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้™ไผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใฎๆญป็ฅžใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ไธ‹ใจใ—ใฆๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆใŸใใ•ใ‚“ๆฎบใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ€็งใ‚‚้šๅˆ†ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏ้€”ไธญๅ ฑๅ‘Šใงใ™ใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใฎๆœ›ใ‚€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚คใƒžใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใซ็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใ”ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจใŸใใ•ใ‚“ๆฎบใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใญใ€ใจ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆๆญป็ฅžใฏๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ›ใšใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฆฌใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใซ้“ๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใฎ?ใ€ ๅ†—่ซ‡ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ้šฃใซใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใ‚ชใƒญใ‚ชใƒญใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸ็ฃไบบใŒใ„ใชใใชใฃใฆใฆใ€ไบบ้–“ใซๆ•ใพใฃใฆ้…ทใ„็›ฎใซ้ญใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ๅ™‚ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏๅผฑใ„ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใฎ็ฃไบบใŒไบบ้–“ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใชใ‚“ใฆๅฑ้™บใชใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€ใจใฏใฃใใ‚Šๆ–ญใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใงใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ๅ›ฐใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒ‹!ใ€ ใƒ’ใƒผใƒˆใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใŸใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒใƒฌใƒ‹ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใŠ่“ๅญใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซไบบ้–“ใ‚’ไฟก็”จใ—ใ™ใŽ! ็ขบใ‹ใซ็”˜ใใฆ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉ......ใใ‚Œใจใ“ใ‚Œใจใฏๅˆฅใชใฎใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ็‰น่ฃฝใฎ็„ผใ่“ๅญใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๅ ฑ้…ฌใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใž?ใ€ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใฃใฆใ€ใŠ้‡‘ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚’ใŠ็คผใซไฝฟใ†ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡? ใใ‚“ใชใฎ่ฒฐใฃใฆใ‚‚......ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้€”ไธญใฎใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฎ้ผปๅ…ˆใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆณ‰ใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒไนฑ็ฒใ—ใฆใใŸใ‚ใฎๆžœๅฎŸใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใŒๆ•™ใˆใŸๆžœ็‰ฉใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ™ใ”ใ„ใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€ใจ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ‹ใซใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใง้ผปใ‚’ใชใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ€ใตใ‚“! ใใ‚“ใชๆžœ็‰ฉใ„ใฃใ“ใงใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใŒๅ‘ฝๆ‡ธใ‘ใงไบบ้–“ใฎ......ใ€ ๆฌกใ€…ใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใจใƒฌใƒ‹ใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใฏ่ตคใ็†Ÿใ—ใŸๆžœๅฎŸใŒ็ฉใฟไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€็”˜ใ„ๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใฆใ€่™Žใฎ็ฃไบบใŒใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ„ใŸใฏใšใชใฎใซใ€ใจ้–ขๅฟƒใ—ใใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ่ฟฝๅŠ ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚‚้™ฅ่ฝใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹? ใƒฌใƒ‹ใจไธ€็ท’ใซๅฐ‘ใ—้ ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใŠๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๆžœๅฎŸใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸไบŒไบบใŒใ€ๆ‰‹ใถใ‚‰ใงๆˆปใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใพใงใใ‚Œใปใฉๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ—้ ใใพใงๆŽกๅ–ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไป–ใฎ็ฃไบบใŒๅ‡บใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๅฎˆใฃใฆใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅผทใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ไฟก้ ผใ—ใใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใฎใƒฌใƒ‹ใซใ€ๅฟƒ้…ใ ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ่€ณใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใฎ้“ๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ้จŽๅฃซใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚
The tiger beastmen's boss plans to fight by himself after all. The other beastmen are standing in a circle around Hifumi and their boss as if fencing them in. "You will regret making fun of tiger beastmen. Even if you swing around such thin weapon, it won't be able to defend against my claws." Hifumi doesn't even feel intimidated by the boss, who laughs smugly baring his fangs, as he lowered his katana loosely. "As it is a tedious talk, hurry up and come." (Hifumi) Calmly removing his look from the boss in front of him, Hifumi also called out to the beastmen surrounding them in the vicinity. "Isn't it boring to be just watching? If you have power and a will to fight, feel free to attack me without reservations. I will handle you all at once." (Hifumi) Due to his blatant provocation the air in the surrounding was tinged with a feeling of tension right away. "That's right, it's this air. The determination to kill, to kill your opponent. If that's also encompassed by action and ability, I won't complain." (Hifumi) During the time Hifumi was talking, the boss came sending an attack brandishing the claws of both arms, but Hifumi isn't as nice to receive an attack he has already seen once. "There!" The hands of the boss, which came clawing at Hifumi's side of the face, are slapped away upon touch. Hifumi laughed with a "Kaka" at the boss, who has a look of disbelief as his palms swelled up straight away. "Even if your bodies are those of a beastman, there's almost no difference to a human body. I know that because I saw the fellows, who were sliced open yesterday." (Hifumi) The ones Hifumi is talking about are the three, who met and attacked him just to have the tables turned on them and then had their corpses being ripped apart by animals. "No matter what kind of training you receive, in the end your bodies consist of meat and water being covered by skin. Thus it will become swollen, if it is beaten vigorously." (Hifumi) "What incomprehensible things are you talking about!? A swelling like this is of no concern and can't even be called an injury at this level!" The instant the roaring boss spread both his arms, Hifumi stepped into his bosom and this time hit the solar plexus with his palm using all his strength. "Gubuu... Boeee." Without being able to suppress what's rising from within, the boss scatters vomit from his mouth. "I don't need this", Hifumi put his katana back on his waist and grabbed an arm of the tiger's boss who's miserably spilling tears. Pressing the claws into the swollen palm, he pulled the arm without stopping and tore it off. "Gyaaaa!" Trying to hold the right hand, where blood spilled in an endless stream, the tiger boss raised a scream. The tiger beastmen in the surroundings had their breath taken away seeing his appearance. It was inconceivable for them to see their boss being toyed with this easily. "Even a human can use his fingernails. Like this." (Hifumi) Cutting through the wind with his right hand, the fingertips grazed the boss' throat. Without being able to raise his voice, the boss, who spurted blood from the nape of the neck, collapsed and died. Hifumi, looking down on him from nearby, calmly mutters, "Hmm. Even the location of veins is roughly the same as with humans, huh? With slightly stronger physical strength, it's at the level of them having animal ears and tails?" (Hifumi) "Well then", Hifumi looks at the tiger beastman in his surrounding, who had completely stiffened. "Look! Because you guys didn't help, this guy died, no?" (Hifumi) The tiger youth, who came rushing while weeping, was split in lower and upper half by the drawn katana* and at the same time the others raised their voices in anger, "Bastard! We won't let you return alive!" "It's the boss' enemy! Everyone, kill him!" Beastmen, leaping at him as they roared, come approaching Hifumi from all directions without any distinction whether they are male or female. "Oh, did you finally decide to go for it!?" (Hifumi) While decapitating two heads in one go, Hifumi exclaims delightfully. Changing the direction of the katana by turning around, he stabs it towards his back cutting open the stomach of a woman in the back. Slaying yet another in front with the katana using the momentum, he freely moves around between the enemies while cutting at throats and thighs. Meanwhile he watches the influence of blood and confirms in a composed manner that they have a different structure than humans. At the time all of those, who were at that place, were turned into corpses, he fully finished the inspection regarding the tiger beastman's body structure. Wiping his katana with a paper, he sheaths it into its scabbard. Feeling refreshed, he inhales his breath through the nose and exhales it from the mouth. "... I want to see the contents of other beastmen as well." (Hifumi) Hifumi went to look for the spring, the sheep beastwoman, Reni, told him about. Hifumi, who left the settlement dotted with plain huts made out of animal skins, leaves and wood, easily discovered the spring, which had a size of around a soccer field. With water that is as transparent that one could see even into quite the depth, one can observe small fishes and living things similar to shrimps. As he surveys his vicinity, there were the trees characteristically growing large ivy's entangled with each other as told by Reni. A large amount of red fruits dangled on the grown branches. "This, huh?" (Hifumi) Plucking off a fist-sized fruit, Hifumi bites into it without hesitation. With a crispy and chewy texture similar to a pear, a sweet fragrance like that of a juicy peach spreads through his nose and mouth. With an ample amount of moisture, the fruit even slides down the throat smoothly. "Certainly, this is delicious." (Hifumi) He ate around two successively and dumped the large seed in their core. "It was tasty. But, only this much is a little..." (Hifumi) At the moment he finished to eat the fruits, both sides of Hifumi's mouth are smeared with the bright red fruit juice. It completely looks as if he has eaten a person. Hifumi, who looked at the spring, looked at both his hands and entered the spring with a splash while wearing his clothes saying "Well, it can't be helped." At first he received a thrill from the clearly chilly water, but before long his body got used to it and he immersed himself in the coolness of the spring forgetting about the heat of the wastelands. Leaving the spring before his body gets completely chilled, he takes off his hakama and wrings it out. As he was doing that, two tiger beastmen children came walking from the direction where the settlement is at. Although he can't grasp the age of a beastman, a boy, at the age of around elementary school to the upper grades of elementary school, is leading a girl, a head shorter than him, which can be considered his younger sister. The boy stared at Hifumi with his black eyes. The girl lowered her sight having a face filled with fright. "Human..." Plainly looking at the figure of Hifumi, the boy showed a surprised expression, but that changed right away into an expression of rage baring his fangs. "Did you kill our fathers? Human!" Seeing the face of the boy, who came dashing after separating his hand which was connected with his younger sister, Hifumi slaps the wet hakama at him while staying expressionless. "Hii..." The boy, who had the side of his face hit with a power on the level of a whip, began to cry as he rolled on the ground in front of the girl, who couldn't raise her voice due to her fright. Hifumi, who has put on the hakama and quietly ignored them, arranged the fold of his hakama with his fingers while being impressed by the climate of the wastelands, which began to dry it right away. "So, who are you guys?" (Hifumi) The young boy, who finally got up, showed a mix of fear and anger in his expression. Without an answer from the tiger boy, Hifumi sighed. "Well, I don't give a damn who you are anyway." (Hifumi) Bringing his face close in one go, Hifumi looked directly into the eyes of the boy. "If you still hate me once you grow up a bit more, come at me any time." (Hifumi) Pointing in the direction where the corpses of the tiger beastmen are, Hifumi laughs broadly. "You better make sure to be able to fight properly. If you are weaker than me at that time, you will suffer that kind of future." (Hifumi) The young boy, who burst into tears being overwhelmed by bitterness, was hugged by the girl. Hifumi, who irresponsibly told him "Do your best", neglected them, plucked off absolutely every fruit and tossed them into his darkness storage. Passing a fruit each to the boy and girl with a throw, he quickly left. The boy, wiping his tears, bites into the fruit after staring at it. Although the fruit should be delicious, he muttered "It's not tasty at all" due to the steadily falling tears. The girl looks at the fruit and bites into it while weeping likewise next to him. After that, Hifumi, who annihilated a few settlements formed by wolf and lion beastmen, got thoroughly tired of fighting against beastman opponents. And at the same time he got lost. With the woods disappearing in front of him surprisingly, the wastelands literally continue as far as the eye can see. "Won't I dry up before reaching the Knight Country or such, if it's like this?" (Hifumi) He feels that even the horse's steps are somewhat heavy. Although Hifumi pondered for a while, he decided to return temporarily after gathering his thoughts. He thought that he would at least need a guide to lead him until a city becomes visible. Since it isn't a game, he doesn't want to waste his time until he stumbles upon one by wandering around aimlessly either. Changing his direction, he heads the way, where the forests were, and even the horse's pacing took a turn towards the better. As he is heading towards the woods, which faintly came in sight, Hifumi's sense feels a presence after a long time. "Yo, yo, it's been a while." "You, eh?" (Hifumi) What appeared in front of Hifumi is the figure of the shinigami, which is no more than a floating head. "Why is it only your head?" (Hifumi) "Oops. How impolite of me." The shinigami, who showed an exaggerated surprise although only on his face, revealed his full body from within a thick fog. "At the time I appeared in front of Prime Minister-san, it has only been hair as 'my power won't recover since Hifumi-san isn't using darkness magic', you know." "In reality, if it is a world where killing people is this common, I will become happy in reverse." Hifumi doesn't even look at the shinigami, who sticks out his tongue, and advances on his horse. "So, what business do you have with me that you even purposely come to such place?" (Hifumi) "Something like distance has no influence on me. Though my power isn't at the level to span over the whole world, as expected. Was it ancient magic? It was something great allowing gods and people to leap in one go." The shinigami, who keeps up with Hifumi staying at his side while floating in mid-air, displayed a large nod. "I don't particularly care about your interests. Rather than that, how's the development in the capital?" (Hifumi) "Good grief, what rude person to use a god as errand boy. Prime Minister-san became aware of the aforementioned magic. He hasn't reported it to the lovely queen, but he will likely decide to use the magic in a not so far future." The shinigami says that in absolute satisfaction. "At any rate, I didn't believe I would risk getting killed once again meeting you again." "Besides, that the time will come that I have to earnestly apologize to a human opponent", the shinigami showed a bitter smile. Actually, the shinigami, intending to poke fun at Hifumi, who had become alone at some point, turned up on one occasion. At that time Hifumi slashed at him by suddenly drawing the katana and attacking in the same stroke. The shinigami had to completely surrender as its arm was sent flying. The current shinigami is moving around as Hifumi's underling. "However, thanks to Hifumi-san causing a war and killing a lot, I became very lively as well. For the time being, I will report to you while en route. I will cooperate with you to my utmost ability for things to reach the climax you desire." "Therefore, please kill a lot more, okay?" Leaving those words, the shinigami vanished. Without replying, Hifumi proceeds on his horse while quietly showing a thin smile. "So, you are telling us to show you the way?" (Helen) "Gimme a break!" Helen threw those words at Hifumi. Reni, next to her, is all shook up. "You might not know, however the beastmen, who were close to human countries, are all gone. There's a rumour going around that they have been caught and went through a bitter experience." (Helen) "For weak types of beastmen it is impossible and dangerous to get close to humans", Helen clearly refused him. "B-But, Hifumi-san is troubled..." (Reni) "Reni!" (Helen)magic The excited Helen's attack turns upon Reni. "You, just because you received a little amount of sweets, you are trusting a human far too easily! Certainly, those were sweet and delicious, but... this and that are different!" (Helen) It looks like even Helen was pleased with Caim's handmade baked sweet. "Will there be a proper reward?" (Reni) "A human will probably use money or such to express their gratitude, right? Even if we received such thing..." (Helen) What Hifumi took out under the nose of Helen, who was in the middle of talking, was that fruit, he had excessively harvested in the vicinity of the spring. "This is the fruit I told you about!" (Reni) Due to Reni getting excited and going "Amazing, amazing", Helen folded her arms and snorted. "Hu-Humph! Us risking our lives for a human just because one such fruit is..." (Helen) Taking out one after the other, he piles up red, ripe fruits in front of Helen and Reni. They emitted a sweet aroma. Reni gets excited. "Although there should have been plenty of tiger beastmen", she is eagerly interested. "So? What will you do?" (Hifumi) Even Helen surrendered to the words of receiving more once they finish Hifumi's job. "Can you wait a bit? If I go slight far away together with Reni, we have to go tell that to our mothers." (Helen) Although the two carried fruits away, it didn't take much time until they came back empty-handed. "Since I told them that we will go harvesting slightly far away, it will be alright for a while. Apart from that, you will properly protect us, if other beastmen appear, right?" (Helen) "It will be fine, Helen. Hifumi-san is strong after all." (Reni) For some reason, Helen, who saw the state of Reni having full trust in Hifumi, drooped her ears in worry. Thus, Hifumi, who gained the two as guides, headed towards the Knight Country once again.
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140.Nuclear Family ๅพฉ่ฎๆˆฆใฏ้™ใ‹ใซๅน•ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจๅ…ฑใซใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธๆฝœๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใฎไบบๆ•ฐใฏๅไธ€ๅใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซไบŒไบบใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ‚‚ไธ‰ไบบใšใคใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆๆฝœๅ…ฅๅŠใณ็ ดๅฃŠๅทฅไฝœใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ€‚ ็ ฆใฎใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใฎๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆใƒญใƒผใƒ—ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚ˆใ˜็™ปใ‚‹ใ€‚้€”ไธญใ€ใƒžใƒปใ‚ซใƒซใƒกใŸใกใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๅŠใ‚Šไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใƒญใƒผใƒ—ใฎๅˆ‡ใ‚Œ็ซฏใจใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ—ใŸๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใŒๅฃใซๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไบ”ๆžšใ€ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใๆŠœใ„ใฆๆ‡ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅˆฅ่กŒๅ‹•ใ€ ใ€Œไบ†่งฃใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ”ๆญฆ้‹ใ‚’ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅˆๅ›ณใงใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใฏ้Ÿณใ‚‚ใชใ็ ฆใ‹ใ‚‰็ธ„ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆ้™ใ‚Šใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆ™‚ๆŠ˜่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ๅฐใ•ใช้Ÿณใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ†ใพใใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅดใฎๅทกๅ›žใ‚’ๅ€’ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒใใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€็ ฆใฎไธ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ€‚ ่‰ใฎ็”ŸใˆใŸๅœฐ้ขใซใ‚ณใƒญใƒชใจ่ปขใŒใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰็€ๅœฐใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€่…•ใซๆŠฑใˆใฆใ„ใŸใƒชใƒฅใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ„ใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€‚ ๅŒ่กŒใฎๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‹•ใใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œ็ซไป˜ใ‘ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…ˆใซ้™ใ‚ŠใŸๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใŸใจๆ€ใ—ใใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒไบŒไบบใ€่ฟ‘ใใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใฏๆ•ตใฎๆฐ—้…ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆ่กŒใ—ใŸๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ๆ˜ผใฎใ†ใกใซ่จญๅฎšใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸ็›ฎ็š„ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใŒๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใ™ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใ€‚ ใใ‚ใใ‚ใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็›ฎ็š„ใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใฏ็‚นใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใฏใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆœˆๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ‘ใ‚’้ ผใ‚Šใซๆญฉใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็€ใ„ใŸใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅคœใฎ้—‡ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใ€ๅ››้šŽๅปบใฆใจๆ€ใ—ใๅคงใใชๅปบ็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ€ฅใ”ใ—ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‰ใ—ใ็ช“ใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใชๅฝขใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้€šๅธธไบบใŒๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๆ‰‰ใจใฏๅˆฅใซใ€ๆ•ฐใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๅทจๅคงใช้–€ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ—ฅไธญใฎใ†ใกใซใ€ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซ็ ฆๅฑ‹ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅคงใใ•ใจ็•ฐๆง˜ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ”พใคๅคง้–€ใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹้‡่ฆใช็‰ฉ......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅทจไบบๅ…ตใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ไฝ•ใ‹ใŒใ“ใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจ็ขบไฟกใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใพใ ๅทจไบบๅ…ตใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฅ‡่ฅฒใงๅ‡ฆ็†ใ—ใฆใŠใใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๅผฑ็‚นใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹่ณ‡ๆ–™ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅค–ๅ‘จใ‚’ใ€ไบŒไบบใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใจๆ€ใ—ใ็ฏใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ไธฆใ‚“ใงๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅƒ•ใŒๅง‹ๆœซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅพ…ใŸใšใ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ้€ฒใฟใ ใ—ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงไธ€ไบบใฎๅฃใ‚’ใตใ•ใŽใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸ่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฎ้ฆ–็ญ‹ใซๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ€‚ ็ช็„ถๅฃใ‚’ๅกžใŒใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๆททไนฑใ—ใฆๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ฏใ‚Šใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใจใ€่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅŒๅƒšใŒๆตฎใ‹ใณไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅฃฐใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ๅ–‰ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ—ใฆๆ‡็ด™ใง่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ†ใจ่ฝใกใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆ‹พใ„ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ฆ‹ใพใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๆด่ญทใซๆฅใŸไปฒ้–“ใซๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๆถˆใ—ๆ–นใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ…ใˆใฃ......?ใ€ ๆ€ฅใซ้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใค้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใใ‚‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใฟใŸใŒใ€็ตๅฑ€ใ‚นใ‚คใƒƒใƒใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅŸ‹ใ‚ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅœŸใ‚’ใ‹ใถใ›ใ€ๅ…‰ใŒๆผใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŸใกใฏๅฐใ•ใใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅปบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๅ‘จๅ›žใ—ใ€็ซ‹ใกๅ…ฅใ‚Šใงใใใ†ใชๆœจใฎ็ช“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€่„‡ๅทฎใ‚’ใฒใฃใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š้–‹ใใ€‚ ไธญใฏ็œŸใฃๆš—ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไบบใฏใ„ใชใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŸใกใฏใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ †็•ชใซๅปบ็‰ฉใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅ…จใๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ“ใพใงใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้šฃใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ…ต่ˆŽใฎๅฑ‹ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅฆฅๅฝ“ใชๅˆคๆ–ญใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๅงฟใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ๅ…ต่ˆŽๅฑ‹ไธŠใซๆฅใฆใ„ใŸๆ•ตๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ™ในใฆๆฎบๅฎณใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๆฝœๅ…ฅ็ต„ใฎไธญใซใฏๅ…ต่ˆŽใ‚’ๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใ—ใŸใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€1้šŽใ‹ใ‚‰ไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€ไธญใฎ่ชฟๆŸปใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใพใ ใพใ ๅฑ‹ไธŠใพใงใฏใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใใใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ 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โ€œๆฑบๆˆฆโ€ใจโ€œๆฑบ็€โ€ใฎ้–“ใซร—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒšใƒณ็ซ‹ใฆใซใใฃใจใƒšใƒณใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€้’ใ„็žณใงใ˜ใฃใจร—ๅฐใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจ......ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰!ใ€ ๆค…ๅญใ‚’ๅ€’ใ•ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใ€่ชฐใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใจๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฃใจใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‘ผใณใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใพใ ๅฑ…ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ๆญใ—ใไฝฟ็”จไบบๆœใฎใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ใคใพใ‚“ใงไผš้‡ˆใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใธใชใธใชใจๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใ‚ŠใชใŠใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ“่ปใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸไฝฟ็”จไบบใฎไธ€ไบบใŒ็†ฑใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ—ใ‚Œใฃใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใซใฏๅŠไฟกๅŠ็–‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๆ€งๆ ผใฏใ•ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚ไฟก้ ผใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใฎ็ด™ใซใ•ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚‰ใจๆ›ธใ่พผใ‚€ใจใ€ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆๅฐ่‹ใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใ€ๅค–ใ—ใŸๆŒ‡่ผชใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใซๅฑŠใ‘ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ๆ€ฅใ„ใงใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆ›ธ็ฐกใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏใ€ใƒใƒณใ‚ซใƒใงไธๅฏงใซๅŒ…ใ‚€ใจใ€่ƒธใซใใฃใจๆŠฑใˆๆŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็•ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็งใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใŠๅฑŠใ‘ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ไธๅบฆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ—ใ€ๅ……ๅˆ†ไผ‘ใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œ้จŽๅฃซใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใซ้ ผใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ„ใ„ใˆใ€ใจใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใŒๆ‚ฉใฟๆŠœใ„ใฆๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏไฝ•ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจใปใป็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ใฒใใคใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใœ......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใจ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ‚“ใฎไธ€ๆ™‚้–“ใปใฉๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ‚ใพใ„ใŒใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎใŠ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใซใ‚‚ใŸใ‚Œใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆไผ‘ใพใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใŸใพใŸใพใƒ‰ใ‚ขใซ่€ณใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€้™›ไธ‹ใฎ็‹ฌใ‚Š่จ€ใ‚’่žใใจใฏใชใ—ใซ่žใ„ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใฆใ€ ่ฆ–็ทšใ ใ‘ๆจชใซๆตใ—ใฆๆ‚ชใณใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ่ฉฑใ™ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๆ€’ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๆŒใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅฎ‰ใ‚“ใ˜ใฆใŠไปปใ›ใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€ ไปฐใ€…ใ—ใ„็คผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใใจใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใง่‚ฉใฒใ˜ๅผตใฃใฆๅฏพ็ญ–ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŒใฉใฃใจๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€ๆ—ฉใ€…ใซ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใฆใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใˆ~......ใ€ ็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใ€ๆ‰‹็ถšใใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸ้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒ็”บใฎไธญใธใจ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใใจใ€ไธ€็•ชๆ „ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใ‚’็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็ชใๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้€šใ‚ŠใŒ็ถšใใ€‚ ๆง˜ใ€…ใชๅ•†ๅบ—ใซ่‰ฒใจใ‚Šใฉใ‚Šใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใŒไธฆใณใ€็Ÿณ้€ ใ‚Šใฎไธ‰้šŽๅปบใฆใ‚„ๅ››้šŽๅปบใฆใŒ่ป’ใ‚’้€ฃใญใฆใ„ใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ—ใƒผใ‚ปใฏๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใงใ™ใ€‚็‰นใซๆฑบใพใฃใŸๅๅ‰ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ…ƒใ€…ใ“ใฎ็”บใ ใ‘ใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆ•ด็†ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใŒ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้“ใ€…ใซๅฃฒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€็‰นใซ้ฃŸใน็‰ฉใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ€…ใจใ„ใ†ๆง˜ๅญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใฉใ“ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใšใฏ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‚’่จชใญใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฏ็‰นใซๆฑบใพใฃใŸๆปžๅœจๅ…ˆใฏใŠๆฑบใ‚ใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงๅฏๆณŠใพใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆฐ—ใพใใ‚Œใซ่ก—ไธญใฎๅฎฟใซๆณŠใพใฃใŸใ‚Šใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใง......ใ€ ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฏใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎไธญใงไธ€็•ช้€ฃ็ตกใŒๅ–ใ‚Šใซใใ„ๆ–นใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ใจๅŠ›ใชใ็ฌ‘ใ†ใจใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ‚‚ๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฏๅบŠใซใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€็œ ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใงใ€ไผšใ„ใŸใใฆใ‚‚ไธญใ€…้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใ™ใ‚‰ไฝœใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้›ฃใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใŠๅŸŽใจใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‰็Ž‹ๆง˜ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ€็งใŸใกใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใŒใฉใ“ใซใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐ็งใ‚‚ใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซๆณŠใพใฃใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ......ใฒใŸใ™ใ‚‰ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅŸŽใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใฎไบ‹?ใ€ ใƒžใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใŒๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸๅ…ˆใฏใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใŒ่ช‡ใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅŸŽใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎๅฐ–ๅก”ใŒใใณใˆใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅŸŽใฏใ€่˜ๅŽณใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ไปฅใฆ้€ฒ่กŒๆ–นๅ‘ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ~......ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใƒ‡ใ‚ซใ„ๅปบ็‰ฉๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใ—ใŸใœใ€ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใŒใƒšใƒญใƒชใจ้ผปใ‚’ใชใ‚ใฆใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใปใฉใชใใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ‰ใซ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฏใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใใ€‚ ่ญท่ก›ใจใ—ใฆๅฐ่ปŠใซไน—ใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใคใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใŒใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆต้ ˜ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใ ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใฏใ™ใ‚“ใชใ‚Šไผใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฝ“็•ชใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฎไธญใซใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใŸ่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใฆใ€ๆปžใ‚Šใชใๆ‰‹็ถšใใฏ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚…ใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใ‹......ใ€ ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฎ่ฉฑใชใ‚‰ใ€ใจๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซ่ญท้€ใฎไปปๅ‹™ใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ€ไบŒๆ—ฅ้–“ใฎไผ‘ๆš‡ใ‚’ๅฎถๆ—ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใซ่ฒปใ‚„ใ—ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ€ไผ‘ๆ—ฅๆ˜Žใ‘ใซใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ€ใจๆš—ๆพนใŸใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใง้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใซๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใŠใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใซใจๅ†…ๅฟƒๆ„š็—ดใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็›ฎ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใ€ไธ€ๅบฆ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใจ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฃจใๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅบŠใ‚„็ฒพ็ทปใชๅฝซๅˆปใ‚’ๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅคฉไบ•ใชใฉใ€่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„ๅฎคๅ†…ใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใจ่ฆ‹ใพใ‚ใ—ใฆๆญฉใ็ฃไบบๆ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅฅด้šทใจใ—ใฆ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใฉใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใฏๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ›ใชใ„ใŒใ€ไป–ใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นๆง˜ใ€‚ไปŠใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตๆง˜ใฏใฉใกใ‚‰ใซ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ตใ‚’้€ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†? ใใ‚Œใซ่ฟฝๅพ“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅ…ˆ่กŒใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใพใ‚ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฃใฆใฎใฏใ€ใฉใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใใ„ใฃใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใซใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏไธ€็žฌใฒใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ๅ’ณๆ‰•ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ”ใพใ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใใ†ใ ใช......ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ“ใพใงใจๅŒใ˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ๅๅฏพๅดใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ๅˆฅใฎๅ›ฝใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฏใ~ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช้ ใใพใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใŠๅ‡บใ‹ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใชใใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใใ“ใพใง่กŒใ‘ใฐใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใซไผšใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜?ใ€ ไปŠๅบฆใฏใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒ่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใซ่ฆ–็ทšใงๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตใฎไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€่’้‡Žใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใฎ็”บใงๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใ‚’โ€œ่ณผๅ…ฅโ€ใ—ใŸใ‚Šไปฒ้–“ใซใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใง......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉ......ใ€ ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใง่žใ„ใŸใ‚‰้•ทใใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใใ‚‰ใใฏใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏๅฑ้™บใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงๅคงไบบใ—ใ......ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ในใ้ขๅ€’ไบ‹ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ™ใพใ„ใจ็”ป็ญ–ใ—ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใฆๅพ’ๅŠดใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใ•ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹! ใŠไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใŠๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใงใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใŠใ‹ใ’ใ•ใพใงใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใฏ่‰ฒใ€…ใจๆ•™ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸ! ใŠ้€ฃใ‚Œใฏ......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ‡„ใ„ใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๆ–นใงใ™ใ‹......ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆ–นใงใ™ใ‹! ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ๆœ‰ใ‚Šใงใ™ใญ!ใ€ ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซ่ฉฑใ™ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใ€้ก”่ฆ‹็Ÿฅใ‚Šใฎใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใ‚‚่‰ฒใ€…ใจ่ฉฑใŒ็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๆปžๅœจไธญใซไฝ•ๅบฆใ‹่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฆปใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใจๅ…ฑใซใ€ๆˆธ็ฑใชใฉใฎไฝๆฐ‘็ฎก็†ใซใคใ„ใฆใฎใƒฌใ‚ฏใƒใƒฃใƒผใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–็Ž‹ๅŸŽใพใง่ถณใ‚’้‹ใฐใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใ€…ใŒ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜......ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏ็ˆตๆง˜ใซใŠไผšใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใจใฎใ”ๅธŒๆœ›ใงใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ไธๅบฆ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸ! ็งใŸใกใ‚‚ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๆ–น้ขใธๅ‡บ็™บใ™ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ไปŠๅบฆใฏไธ€ๅƒไบบๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ฐๅๅข—ใˆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅ•้กŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๅฎ‰่ซ‹ใ‘ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆๅ–œใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใƒˆใƒณใƒˆใƒณๆ‹ๅญใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ…ƒใธ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฐใฃ......!ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใซๆ…ŒใฆใŸใฎใฏใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใจใ€่žใ“ใˆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฃฐใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซ่กŒใๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ? ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅƒไบบใ‚‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ€ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ”ๅ‘ฝไปคใงใ™ใ€‚ๅคงๆ€ฅใŽใงไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆƒใˆใฆใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซๆง˜ใ‚’้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใธๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใจใ€ ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใฆใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฏใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŒใก็›ดใ—ใฆ่ณชๅ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใฆใพใฆใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜่ปใ‚‚ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณ้ ˜่ปใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใง่ฟฝๅŠ ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅ‘ฝไปคๆ›ธใซใฏใ€ใใ“ใพใงๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ—ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๅ‘ฝไปคๆ›ธใฏใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏ้šŠ้•ทใฎๅฅฅๆง˜ใŒ็›ดใ€…ใซใŠๆŒใกใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็จ‹ใฎ้‡่ฆๆ›ธ้กžใงใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็งใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๆŒŸใ‚€ไฝ™ๅœฐใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’ใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใซๅผทๅฅชใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใฏใ€ๅ่ช‰ใฎใŸใ‚ใซไผใ›ใฆใŠใใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ......ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎๆ–นใŒ็งใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆฅฝใงใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใซไผšใ„ใซๆฅใŸใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆ—ฉใ€…ใซ็›ฎ็š„ใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ€ไปปใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใจใงใ™ใญใ€็งใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใŒใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ใ€ŒๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใ—ใ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใžใ€ใŠใ„......ใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๆกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆทฑใ€…ใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๅ›žใฎๅ‡บๅ…ตใง่ฟ‘่ก›ใฎๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทไปฅไธŠใŒๅ…จๅ“ก็•™ๅฎˆใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‹˜ๅผใ—ใฆใใ‚Œ......ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€้•ทใ„ไผ‘ๆš‡ใ‚’็”ณ่ซ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๅญไพ›ใŸใกใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ้Šใณใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจๅ›บใ่ช“ใฃใŸใƒŸใƒ€ใ‚นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 140: Nuclear Family The revenge match silently opens its curtains. The number of soldiers from Fokalore who invaded Horant together with Alyssa is 11. They split up in groups of two with Alyssa and the rest in 3 men cells and are going to carry out infiltration and subversive activities. They climb the wall on the side of the fortress on Orsongrande's side using a rope with the help of their colleagues. Alyssa, who discovered the cut end of the ropes, which suspended the corpses of Ma Calme and the others, and the shuriken, which severed those very ropes, sticking in the wall, pulled out five shuriken from the wall after pondering for a bit and put them into her pocket. "From here on we will act separately." (Alyssa) "As you command. Good fortunes of war." Upon Alyssa's signal, the soldiers soundlessly drop ropes from the fortress and climb down. From the small sounds audible at times, one can approximately realize about them skilfully killing the patrols from Horant's side. "Go." (Alyssa) "Ha." Once Alyssa confirmed the bottom of the fortress, she jumped down speedily and without delay. She lands while rolling over nimbly on the ground, where grass was growing, carries the rucksack, she was holding in her hands, on her back and swiftly draws the wakizashi. Her accompanying soldiers moved in the same way. Each of them held tools for committing arson. Once Alyssa checked the surroundings, she saw two of Horant's soldiers, who were apparently dealt with by the soldiers who descended first, having collapsed nearby. Except those, there's no enemy presence in the vicinity. Alyssa, who concluded that the soldiers, who went first, were already heading towards their target locations which were set during the day, searches for the building they are in charge of. They head towards the target building while moving quietly. They don't turn on a light. While making sure to not get lost by staying in touch with each other, they walk while relying on just the moonlight. "...We are here." (Alyssa) What was in front of Alyssa's eyes was a large building appearing to have four stories which had an imposing presence within the darkness of the night. The seemingly hastily made windows had a slightly simple form, but apart from the door for people coming and going normally, there was a huge gate which had a height of several meters. Being bothered by the large front gate, that released a strange aura, and the size of this building, she secretly observed from atop the fortress' rooftop during the day, Alyssa believed that something important... or rather, Horant's giant soldiers themselves or something related to them was hidden in this place. If there were still giant soldiers, she wanted to dispose of them with a surprise attack. Two soldiers of Horant, who are holding lights which seem to be magic tools, are walking side-by-side on the outer circumference of the building. "I will get rid of them." (Alyssa) Alyssa, who went ahead swiftly without waiting for a reply, closed in from behind the soldiers and stabbed the wakizashi, she held in her right hand, into the nape of the neck of one soldier from behind while blocking the mouth of the other one with her left hand. Once the soldier dropped the light, he held, while being confused due to suddenly having his mouth blocked, he had his throat cut open while screaming soundlessly as he realizes his colleague collapsing while shedding blood. Imitating Hifumi, Alyssa wiped her wakizashi with a paper and picked up the fallen magic tool. As she looked around for a little while, she handed the magic tool over to a colleague who came as support. "I'm sorry, I don't know how to turn it off." (Alyssa) "Ueeh...?" The soldier, who was suddenly given the magic tool, turned around the illuminated tool, but since he didn't find the place of the switch in the end, he decided to swiftly cover it up. Once they confirmed that no light was leaking out after covering it with soil, Alyssa's group breathed a small sigh. Circling the building and finding a window that looks like it allows entering, she hooks the wakizashi into it and opens it slowly. The inside was pitch dark, but Alyssa and the other two, who judged that there are no people inside, entered the building one after the other while watching the surroundings. Alyssa didn't notice it at all, however Hifumi overlooked their movements up to there from the rooftop of the barracks which were next to that building. "Well, it might be a valid decision." (Hifumi) At the point in time he confirmed Alyssa's figure, he had killed all of the soldiers of Horant who had come to the barracks' rooftop. There's also a group responsible for the barracks among the infiltration unit from Fokalore, but as they just trespassed from the first floor, they are apparently moving while investigating the interior and are very unlikely to reach the rooftop for much more time to come. "Well then, shall I try to observe them properly as their guardian?" (Hifumi) Heading to the edge of the building, he runs fiercely towards the building Alyssa invaded. The distance to his target is around 10 meters. It's further away than the world record. The distance for the approach run is short as well. Stepping down on the rim of the rooftop, he jumps up while cutting through the wind. The chilly air of the night hits his face. The hakama made a fluttering sound, got filled with air and served as break. "Uoooh?" (Hifumi) Outside his assumption, Hifumi, who suddenly lost momentum unable to gain distance, takes out the kusarigama and throws the side with the sickle. With a dry sound the sickle stabs onto the target rooftop. While grasping the chain, he kills the sound by pressing his feet against the wall part of the third floor. "Phew... that was a bit unreasonable, huh?" (Hifumi) Scaling the chain, he heads towards the rooftop. "The boredom of simply waiting..." (Hifumi) Hifumi was pondering while folding his arms, but before long he descended to the third floor leisurely while while being unarmed. Imeraria, who temporarily returned to Munster from the location where they set up the defence encampment, immersed herself in her thoughts while secluding herself in the room prepared by Earl Biron even after she finished dinner. "A failure is a failure. I will reflect on it, but there won't be any progress even if I drag it out forever." (Imeraria) A pen stained with ink is made to travel across a paper casually "Defense", "Night Attack", "Rescue Failure" and "Giant Enemy." Once she sorted it out, they were even able to recover the area around the border, which was lost temporarily, without having large losses except the soldiers, who served as border security, and the instruction unit from Fokalore.magic If it proceeds as planned, Alyssa's group has infiltrated Horant around this time and they have probably started to work on their subversive activities and investigation. Once she considers it like this, a faint impatience is born within Imeraria. "Even I, even I..." (Imeraria) After murmuring that, she recovers her serenity once she takes a deep breath. "Reflection", "Horant", "Nelgal" and "Ceasefire." While recalling the long, gloomy sermon, she continues to write down words attentively. "Possible things" and "Impossible things." "I don't seem to have the ability to depart for battle..." (Imeraria) She already has no choice but to acknowledge that. Regarding the defence, it was a success and safe with Sabnak's leadership. I wasn't able to find a place where I could play an active role at the battle in the morning. "Things I'm capable of, things I'm capable of..." (Imeraria) I haven't forgotten my duty as queen. It's wrong if I don't make sure to not neglect other things by single-mindedly concentrating on just Horant. However, if I just end up leaving the conclusion with Horant here to Alyssa and Hifumi, it will likely become more and more impossible for Horant and Vichy to escape being influenced by Fokalore's territory. "But, when it comes to settling a battle, military force becomes indispensable." (Imeraria) At the present there is Orsongrande's royal army led by Sabnak and the feudal army of Earl Biron who is cooperating with us. However, if one considers the matter of directly taking an aggressive stance against a whole country, that's insufficient. Practically spoken in regards to the battle, Horant's side will be declared the winner if they end up overtaking Fokalore's territorial soldiers "Decisive battle, conclusion, negotiations, ceasefire..." (Imeraria) "Seeing that there's no deciding war potential, we are compelled to rely on Hifumi for the sake of a ceasefire, I guess?" While writing down the words she leaked with her voice, she suddenly realized a sense of discomfort. There's a X between "Decisive battle" and "Conclusion." Imeraria, who gently returned the pen to its holder, stares fixedly at the X mark with her blue eyes. "Things I can do... if it's this!" (Imeraria) As Imeraria stood up with a force about to knock over the chair and once she called out whether there's anyone around, the door opened quietly. "You have called, Your Majesty?" (Shibyura) "... Shibyura-san, you were still here...?" (Imeraria) Watching Shibyura curtsying while respectfully pinching the skirt of her servant's attire, Imeraria once again weakly slumped down on the chair. "Since one of the servants, who joined the campaign, developed a fever, I have offered my help." (Shibyura) Imeraria, who considered that she's probably trustable if you put aside her character even while being half in doubt of the details Shibyura told nonchalantly, smoothly filled out a paper at hand, signed it, applied sealing wax and pressed the ring, she took off, onto the wax. "Please deliver this to Vaiya-san in the capital. As fast as possible." (Imeraria) Shibyura, who received the letter held out by Imeraria, carefully wrapped it with a handkerchief and gently held it at her chest. "As you wish. I shall deliver it by myself. There's just now a carriage available. They were able to rest plentifully." (Shibyura) "Isn't it alright if you entrust it to some knight?" (Imeraria) "No", Shibyura shakes her head. "It's something with content that was able to remove Your Majesty's distress. This much is no trouble at all." (Shibyura) Imeraria had a cramped expression in contrast to Shibyura who was smiling sweetly. "Why... do you know that I was troubled?" (Imeraria) "Since a mere hour ago I took a little rest by leaning on the door of this room due to feeling slightly dizzy. Because I accidentally pressed an ear against the door, I ended up listening to Your Majesty's talk once I heard Your Majesty's monologue." (Shibyura) Due to Shibyura talking without being shy while only averting her gaze to the side, Imeraria didn't have the spare energy to get angry anymore either. "It's already fine, thus I request it of you sincerely." (Imeraria) "Please leave it to me while being at ease." (Shibyura) Once Shibyura, who bowed in an exaggerated manner, left, Imeraria, who thought about the countermeasure of stretching her shoulders and elbows until some time ago, felt fatigue suddenly descending upon her and went to bed after changing her clothes quickly. "Hoe~." Once they proceed into the city through the entrance of the capital on the carriage which finished the formalities, the street continues as if breaking through towards the royal castle as the most flourishing street. Watching the street where buildings, with three and four stories, made out of stone are put together in a row and where multicoloured goods are lined up at various stores, Puuse unintentionally raised her voice. "This place is Orsongrande's capital city. It hasn't an especially set name. It seems only this city used to be called Orsongrande originally." (Paryu) While the beastmen were intently listening to Paryu, who was sorting the documents inside the carriage, explaining, they looked like they had very deep interest in the things being sold along the road, especially the food. "So, where are we heading to?" "First we shall visit the royal castle. There isn't a rule, which was especially decided by Lord-sama, for places to stay at. There are cases where he stays in the castle and he also stays at down-town inns whimsically..." (Paryu) "Paryu, I think that he is the most difficult to contact among the nobles", once laughing feebly, Viine smiled while agreeing as well. Even in the slums it was apparently difficult for her to create an opportunity to see his face readily even if she wanted to meet him as his sleeping hours were scattered and he often wasn't in his bed. "However, there will be a ruler if we go to the castle, right? Will we be allowed to enter such place?" "I wonder. Won't we at least get a hint where Lord-sama might be? Which reminds me, I also happened to lodge in the royal castle... I did nothing but studying though." (Paryu) "The castle, is that?" (Malfas) What Malfas pointed at ahead was definitely the royal castle Orsongrande was proud of. The royal castle, where countless spires tower, was visible in the direction of their travel with its impressive presence. "Yes, that's it." (Paryu) "Haa~... this is amazing. It's the first I have seen such huge building." (Malfas) Gengu shakes his head with an "uh huh" while licking his nose with his tongue. Before long the carriage finally arrives in front of the royal castle. A soldier, who boarded a platform wagon as guard, has come following as well. Smoothly conveying the story of Paryu being a civil official of Tohno Earldom, there were some among the knights, who were on duty, who remembered Paryu's face and saw to it that the formalities went ahead without delay. "B-Beastmen, huh...?" "In that case it's a story from Earl Tohno's place", Midas, who was called in, said. Finishing the Nelgal escort mission, Midas, who spent time with his family during a two-days holiday, was at his wit's end with a gloomy feeling while thinking While complaining in his heart that it would be fine if they place them in a mansion they maintain in the capital, he judges that it won't be good for them to stand out, accepts them into the royal castle for the moment and decides to consult with the prime minister. While watching the beastmen who walk while looking around restlessly indoors as they aren't used to stuff like a ceiling, which had minute carvings added, and a floor which was completely polished, Paryu remembered that she had such emotions as well at the time she was brought along as slave. She can't remember how it was for Caim, but she believes that it was the same for everyone else. "Midas-sama, where's Earl Tohno-sama currently?" (Paryu) "... Soldiers were dispatched from Fokalore towards Horant, weren't they? Following them, or rather going ahead, or rather... well, there's no doubt that he headed towards Horant." (Midas) "Horant you say, where is that?" (Gengu) Due to Gengu addressing him while stretching his neck with a jerk, Midas flinched for an instant, but glossed it over by clearing his throat. "How to explain it? Let's see... it's a different country which is located on the opposite side with approximately the same ((distance)) from Fokalore to here." (Midas) "Hahaa~. Hifumi-san has gone on a trip to such distant place." (Gengu) "Then, then if we go until there, I will be able to meet master?" (Viine) "M-Master?" (Midas) With Viine bending herself forward this time, Midas searched for assistance with a look towards Paryu. "It's Earl Tohno. It looks like he made friends and "purchased" the girls in a human city located on the other side of the wastelands, apparently he did various things there..." (Paryu) "Ah, I see..." (Midas) , thinking that, Midas shakes his head towards Viine. "Though it might be so, currently it's dangerous there. Therefore, ((stay)) obediently in the castle..." (Midas) Midas manoeuvred so that they wouldn't cause trouble as much as possible, but that ended in vain when a single knight came calling out to them. "Yoo, isn't that Paryu-san? It's been a while!" (Vaiya) "Vaiya-san, are you doing well?" (Paryu) "Yes, thanks to you. Thank you very much for letting me learn various things in Fokalore! Your companions are... this is amazing, they are beastmen...? By chance, is this person an elf!? As usual, you can find anything in Fokalore!" (Vaiya) Due to Vaiya talking happily, his acquaintance, Paryu, gets excited chatting about various things as well. Having talked several times during Vaiya's stay in Fokalore, he received lectures regarding the population management such as family registers together with his wife Phyrinion. "So, for you to deliberately show up at the royal castle means that something happened?" (Vaiya) "These people harbour the wish of wanting to meet with Lord-sama... Earl Tohno-sama." (Paryu) "If it's that, you are just right! We planned to depart in the direction of Horant from this time forward. This time it's a corps of 1000 soldiers, thus there's no problem even if it's increased by several people." (Vaiya) Once Vaiya promised that without due consideration, the beastmen looked at each other delightfully. They are approaching Hifumi's location with large strides. "Id...!" (Midas) The one who was flustered by that was Midas. Once they take some distance after Midas pulls Vaiya's arm, he lowers his voice so that it's not audible. "W-What's wrong, Midas-san?" (Vaiya) "Why is there a need for you to go to Horant? Moreover while taking along 1000 soldiers." (Midas) "It's an order by Her Majesty. Come to Munster while bringing along Nelgal-sama after bolstering the numbers urgently, she said." (Vaiya) Midas, who opened his eyes widely and was dumbfounded for a while, asks after recovering his mind, "Wait, wait, Fokalore's feudal army and Biron's feudal army are there as well, aren't they? Why is it necessary to reinforce them?" (Midas) "I don't know. That much wasn't mentioned in Her Majesty's decree. Besides, since the decree was an important document to the extent of it being personally kept by Captain Sabnak's wife, even I have no leeway to harbour doubts." (Vaiya) Vaiya decided to conceal the matter of the letter from Nelgal being extorted by Shibyura on behalf of his honour. "Guh guh... got it. That way it might be even easier than me ((going there)). It will be better if they accomplished their objective once they went to meet with Earl Tohno. Vaiya, may I leave it to you?" (Midas) "Acknowledged. Also, there's a request from me as well..." (Vaiya) "I have a bad premonition. Oy..." (Midas) Once Vaiya shook Midas' hand after forcibly grasping it, he bowed very deeply. "Since everyone below vice-captain of the royal guards will be absent with this time's dispatch, I leave the command inside the castle to you." (Vaiya) "Please pardon me from that..." (Midas) Once the dispute with Horant ends, I will apply for a long vacation and go out to play while taking along the children
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ใ€Œใใใฃ! ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ่ก—้“่ฟ‘ใใงใ“ใ‚“ใชๅผทใ„้ญ”็‰ฉใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ไฝ“้•ท2mใฏใ‚ใ‚‹่™Žใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ญ”็‰ฉใŒ้‹ญใ„็ˆชใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏ่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๅ‰ฃใงๅ‡Œใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚้•ทๅ‰ฃใ™ใงใซไฝ•็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใ‚‚ๆฌ ใ‘ใฆใƒœใƒญใƒœใƒญใงใ€้ฉ้Žงใ‚‚่‚ฉใจ่…•ใฎ้˜ฒๅ…ทใฏๅค–ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ก—้“ๆฒฟใ„ใฏๅฎ‰ๅ…จใชใฏใšใชใฎใซ!ใ€ ใใฎๆฒนๆ–ญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆŽฅๆ•ตๆ™‚ใฎๅฏพๅฟœใŒ้…ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใŸใฃใŸไธ€ๅŒนใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ‚ใใชๅฏพๅฟœใ‚‚ใงใใš้˜ฒๆˆฆไธ€ๆ–นใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ๆ—ฆ้€ƒใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚ˆ! ใ“ใ‚“ใชใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใใชใ„!ใ€ ใ‚„ใ‚„้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ„ใŸใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ–ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸๅฅณๆ€งใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŒๅซใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ปขใ‚“ใ ใŸใ‚ใซใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใฏๆณฅใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใงใ€ๅœŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ๅ”ฑใˆใŸใ›ใ„ใงๆŠซ้œฒๅ›ฐๆ†Šใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใฃใŸใฃใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๆ–นใŒ็ด ๆ—ฉใใ€ใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒŸใƒŠใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใจไธ€ๅ›žใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใง่ถณๆญขใ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฎ้–“ใซ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๆ—ฉใใ—ใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใฎ้–“ใซใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‰่ก›ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”ทใฎๆ–นใฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒฏใ‚ธใƒฏใจๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅœŸใ‚ˆ็ˆ†ใœใ‚!ใ€ ็„ฆใฃใŸ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใฎใŸใ‚ใ‹ใ€ๅฐ่ฆๆจกใชๅœŸใใ‚ŒใŒใถใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€้‹่‰ฏใ็‹™ใ„้€šใ‚Šใซ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ็›ฎใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฎใƒฃใ‚กใƒƒ!ใ€ ่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใฏใ€ไธƒ่ปขๅ…ซๅ€’ใ—ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้š™ใŒใงใใŸใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๅงฟใ‚’ไธ€็žฅใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบŒไบบไธฆใ‚“ใง่ก—้“ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฟ…ๆญปใซ่ตฐใฃใฆ่ก—้“ใธ็€ใใจใ€ไป–ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚„ๅ•†ไบบใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใŒ่ฟฝใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใ‚‚็„กใ„ใ“ใจใซๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ—ใฆใ€ๆƒใฃใฆๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใใฏใ......ใ‚‚ใ†็ซ‹ใฆใชใ„......ใ€ ่‚ฉใงๆฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€งๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏใ€ๆ–ใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆจชใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฏๆฏใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใŸ็”ทใฎๆ–นใฏใ€ๆ€ๆกˆ้ก”ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใ้ญ”็‰ฉใŒ่ปขใŒใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซใ€ๅฆ™ใช็‰ฉใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€ ใ€Œๅฆ™ใช็‰ฉ?ใ€ ๆœจใฎๆžใ‚’ๆ‹พใฃใฆใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซใ‚ฌใƒชใ‚ฌใƒชใจไธ‰่ง’็ณปใฎไธญๅคฎใซไธธๅฐใ‚’ๆ›ธใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฎ......ใŸใถใ‚“้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‹ไฝ•ใ‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใชใ‚“ใฆใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฏใšใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ๆžใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚ŠๆจใฆใŸๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏใ€ๅฅณใฎๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใคใพใ‚Šใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒใ‚ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใซใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใงใ‹ใ„้ญ”็‰ฉใŒใ“ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๅˆ่€ณใ ใ—ใช......ใ€ ไบŒไบบ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใจใ‹ๆฐ—ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š็ตžใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใธๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅคงใใชๅ•้กŒใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใญใ€‚่ณ›ๆˆใ€ ๆญฉใใ ใใ†ใจใ—ใŸไบŒไบบใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎๅฐๆŸ„ใชๅฅณใŒ้€ฒใฟๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่พบใ‚Šใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ–ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใธใฎ้€ฃ็ตกใฏไธ่ฆใงใ™ใ€ ใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸ้ก”ใฏๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŒ่กจๆƒ…ใฏไนใ—ใใ€็ฟ ใฎ็žณใฏๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŸใกใ‚’็„กๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใซ่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่ชฐใ ใ€ ๅˆƒใ“ใผใ‚Œใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใฐใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ใจ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ไธๅฏงใชใŠ่พžๅ„€ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใพใฃใ™ใใซๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚‚็ฐกๅ˜ใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆฌกใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๅทฅๅคซใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใ‚‚ใ€ๆ€ใฃใŸไปฅไธŠใซๅ‰ฃใŒไฝฟใˆใŸใฎใฏ่จˆ็ฎ—ๅค–ใงใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใ€็งใฎไธปใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใซใ‚‚ๅŠใณใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใจ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใŒใ‚ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’ใ‘ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎ?!ใ€ ใ€Œๅ˜ใซใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒ่ตทใใŸใจใใซ่ฒดๆ–นใŒใŸใŒ่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆœ€ใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎใพใพๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ—ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ใŠใ‹ใ’ใงไฝ™่จˆใชๆ‰‹้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใƒใ‚ทใƒฃใƒƒใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’้–‹ใใ€ๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’้š ใ—ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใŠใŠใฃ!ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงๆ•ตใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏใ€ๆ–ใ‚’ๆŒใŸใชใ„้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€2ๅˆใ€3ๅˆใจ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใง่ปฝใใ„ใชใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒกใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†ใฎใซ่…ฐใŒๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ‰ฃใจไธ€็ท’ใซ่บซไฝ“ใ”ใจๅดฉใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใญใ€‚็งใฎ่ฆชๅ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ˆใๆณจๆ„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎ้ผปใ‚’ๅผทใ‹ใซๆ‰“ใกๆฎใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็—›ใฟใจ่กๆ’ƒใซไธ€ๆ—ฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏใ€้ผป่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆญฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆญฆๅ™จใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€่ฆ‹่ชคใฃใŸใœ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชคใ‚Šใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใกๆ›ฟใˆใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซ็ชใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ! ๅฑใชใ„!ใ€ ๆœฌ่ƒฝ็š„ใซๅฑ้™บใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๅฅณใ‚’ใ‹ใฐใ†ใ€‚ ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€็”ทใฎ่ƒŒไธญใฏใ–ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‰ฒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ่ก€ใงไฝœใฃใŸๆฐดๆบœใ‚Šใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃ?ใ€ ๆœชใ ใซๅๅฟœใงใใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅฅณใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใ€ๆฐ—ใŒใคใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸ้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้…ใ„ใ€ ่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๆ„่ญ˜ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸ็”ทใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ๅฅณใฎ้ฆ–ใŒ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚็†่งฃใงใใฆใ„ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ......ใชใ‚“ใง......ใ€ ใใ‚ŒใŒ็”ทใฎๆœ€ๆœŸใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใจใชใฃใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใ€้ง†ใ‘่ถณใง้›†ใพใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ฎๆ’ƒใ—ใŸ่€…ใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ…จใฆๅ‡ฆ็†ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉ็œ ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธ่กŒใใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ•้กŒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏ่ƒธ้ƒจใ‚’ๅˆ‡้–‹ใ—ใฆๅŸ‹ใ‚่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ็”ทๅฅณใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใ่ก—้“่ฟ‘ใใฎ่Œ‚ใฟใธใจๆจใฆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใฆ่ก—้“ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜......ใ“ใฎไฝœๆˆฆใฏ็งใŒๅฟ…ใšใ‚„ใ‚Š้‚ใ’ใฆใฟใ›ใพใ™......ใ€ ใใฎๅ‘Ÿใใฏใ€่ชฐใซใ‚‚่žใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใใ€่‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‹้Ÿณใซๆททใ˜ใฃใฆๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎๆˆดๅ† ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใจ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ€ใใ—ใฆไธ€้ƒจใฎๆ–‡ๅฎ˜็ญ‰ใ€ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎ้™ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใ ใ‘ใซใฎใฟไผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ…จใฆใฎไบˆๅฎšใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใฎไบคๆธ‰ๆฌก็ฌฌใงๅค‰ๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ไฟบใฎๆˆฆๅ‹ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆๆˆดๅ† ๅผใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ„ใงใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่ญท่ก›ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ใ€ใจใ€ ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธใจๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎๆ‰“่จบใ‚’่กŒใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใจ่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใจใชใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎไบŒไบบใ ใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใซ่…ฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใ€็ด…่Œถใซๅฃใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ€ไบŒไบบใฏ็ทŠๅผตใฎ้ขๆŒใกใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏๆฌกใฎไบˆๅฎšใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ—ฉใ‚ใซๅฎถใซๅธฐใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ๆˆฆๅ‹ใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚้ฉๅฝ“ใซๆฎบใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใงๆˆฆไบ‰ใ—ใฆๅ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่žใ‘ใฐ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚‚ๅ†็ทจๆˆใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅๅฏพๆดพใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅฟ…่ฆใ‹? ่ญท่ก›ใ€ ใ€Œๅๅฏพๆดพใฏใพใ ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฏ่ฟฝใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŒใงใใพใ—ใŸใŒ......ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็™บใ—ใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ็จใพใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใจใŒ็ถšใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎไบ‹ใงๅค–้ƒจใฎไบบ้–“ใ‚’้ ผใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใพใšไฝ“ๅˆถใชใ‚Š็ทดๅบฆใชใ‚Šใ‚’ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฝ“็„ถใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ…......ใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใงใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆธ›ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใฎ่ฃœๅ……ใŒ่ฟฝใ„ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅŽŸๅ› ใฎไธ€ใคใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ—ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆธ›ใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใคใ„ใฆใฏๅคšๅˆ†ใซ่‡ชๆฅญ่‡ชๅพ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€‚ ็†ๅฑˆใงใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ็†่งฃใ™ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใใฎ็†ๅฑˆใŒ็ชใฃ่พผใฟใฉใ“ใ‚ๆบ€่ผ‰ใชใฎใŒๅ•้กŒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้šฃใฎๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚’็›—ใฟ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซไปปใ›ใฆๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใใฎๆ„ๅ›ณใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๅˆฅใ ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๆ•ตใฎๅ‰ใซไฟบใ‚’็ซ‹ใŸใ›ใฆๅ‡ฆ็†ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€้ƒฝๅˆใฎใ„ใ„็œŸไผผใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ 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ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ๆฎฟใ€ใŠๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚ŒใฐๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใจใ€ใ“ใ“ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใฎๆปžๅœจใงๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ๅฅด้šทใŸใกใฎๅคšๅฟ™ใถใ‚Šใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€้ ๆ…ฎใŒใกใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฎๅงฟใ‚’็„ก่จ€ใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใ€ใŸใพใŸใพ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅ…จใฆๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ่ฒดๆ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไพ้ ผใ‚’ใ€ๅฅด้šทใŒๆ–ญใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใฏใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆธ‹ใ€…ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’้ ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใง่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใŸใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏใ€ๅ†ใณใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ”็”จๅ‘ใใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ้Ž–้ŽŒใจๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏไธ€ๅบฆใ ใ‘้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใ‚„ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌๆง˜ใŒไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใฎใƒฌใƒ—ใƒชใ‚ซใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใจ้Ž–้ŽŒใจใ„ใ†็‰ฉใงใ™ใ€‚็งใฏๆญฆๅ™จใซใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Š่ฉณใ—ใใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใชใ„็ใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจใฏ่žใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ๆฎฟใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใซ็ฟ’็†Ÿใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นๆฎฟใ‹ใ‚‰่žใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใใ‚Œใฐใ“ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใ‚‚ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ๆฎฟใซใ”ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ๅณ็ญ”ใ—ใŸใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซ้ฉšใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€ไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚‚ๅŒๆง˜ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œ! ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใซๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๆฅญๅ‹™ใŒๅ›žใ‚‰ใชใใชใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ€Œ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฏใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‚’ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆๅˆถใ—ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใฏ้™ใ‹ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽ้ ˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆฆ้—˜ๆŠ€่ก“ใจ้ ˜ๅœฐ้‹ๅ–ถๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚’็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซๆŽจ้€ฒใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆœ›ใพใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใใฎ่จˆ็”ปใฎไธญใซใฏใ€็งใŸใกใฎๅˆ†ๆ•ฃๆดพ้ฃใ‚‚ๅซใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚็งไธ€ไบบๅฑ…ใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงๆปžใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใฏๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ไธธไธ€ๆ—ฅใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚2ใ€3ๆ™‚้–“ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅพกใฎๅญ—ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๅˆๅ‰ไธญใซ่จ“็ทดๅ ดใซใฆ่กŒใ†ไบ‹ใซใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใŠใใพใ™ใ€‚ไบบๆ•ฐๅˆ†ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚‚ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใซ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ›ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๆœ›ๅค–ใฎๅฅฝๆกไปถใซใ€ๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใงใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใจๆกๆ‰‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่ฝใก็€ใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ่ทๅ ดใŒ้ŽๅŽปใฎใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจๆถ™็›ฎใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆœใฏ่ฒดๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ไป–ใฎๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใธ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ๅฅณๆ€ง้™ฃใ‹ใ‚‰โ€ใชใœๆญขใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸโ€ใจ้ฟ้›ฃใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆœชๆฅใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใซๆƒณๅƒใงใใŸใ€‚ใŸใ ใงใ•ใˆๆฉŸๅซŒใฎๆ‚ชใ„ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ‚’็ญ†้ ญใซใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆœใฏๅคง่’ใ‚Œใซใชใ‚‹ใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชไป•ไบ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ„ใ€ใจใƒ‡ใƒฅใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏๆš—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆๆ›ธ้กžใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
"Damn it! Why does such strong monster appear near the highway!?" The adventurer was barely able to fend off the tiger-like monster with its 2-meter-length, that brandished its sharp claws, with his sword. The long sword is already worn-out and chipped at several places and his leather armour has been torn off at the shoulders and arms. "It should have been safe along the highway!" They, who were delayed in their reaction towards the approaching enemy due to their negligence, aren't able to deal sufficiently with just a single monster opponent and have been forced into an one-sided, defensive battle. "Let's escape for now! We can't handle this opponent!" A female adventurer, who was in a slightly distant location holding her magic wand, shouted. With her robe covered in mud due to her falling down in the confusion, her expression is worn with fatigue after casting earth magic many times over. "Stand up and run away! What are you doing!?" No matter how they think about it, the monster is fast and has also stamina left. "Because I will snare its feet with magic one more time, during that time..." "If you are going to do it, be quick about it!" Even during this exchange, the man standing in front as vanguard is slowly getting injured. "... Burst open, earth!" Probably because the cast was done in a hurry, the monster is only stricken by a small scale of soil, but luckily it hit the eyes of the monster as planned. "Gyaaa!" Having lost its sight, the monster is shaking its head and thrashing around in agony. The couple of adventurers, who judged this to be a gap, ran towards the highway side-by-side after having looked at the monster's state. Once they reached the highway after fleeing desperately and saw other adventurers and the wagons of merchants as well, they ended up sitting down together feeling relieved over the presence of the monster not chasing them. "*pants*... can't run anymore..." The female adventurer, breathing heavily, clung to her wand. She worriedly looked at the face of the adventurer, whose breathing calmed down to some degree, at her side. "... What's wrong?"magic "At the time the monster thrashed around earlier, I saw something weird." "Something weird?" Picking up a branch of a tree, he drew a circle with a triangle in the centre on the ground. "It looked like this... probably some magic tool?" "A monster shouldn't have such a thing like a magic tool, now should it?" Throwing away the branch, the adventurer looked in the direction of the woman. "That's right. In other words, that means someone embedded it in the monster. It's the first time I hear about such big monster coming out in this area..." Both of them look at each other, muster some energy and get up. "Let's report this to the guild. I think this is quite a big problem." "Right, I agree." A single small woman stepped in front of the two, who tried to start walking away. To the vicinity she appears to be a magician as she is wearing a robe, but she doesn't possess a wand. "It's unnecessary to contact the guild." Her facial expressions are lacking however she has a lovely face after taking off the hood. She doesn't do anything but observing the adventurers with her green pupils without a change in her expression. "... Who are you?" Clasping the sword, which is riddled all over with chips in its blade, the adventurer set up his stance in order to protect his companion. "I'm called Origa." (Origa) Doing a courteous bow, Origa looks directly into the eyes of the adventurer. "To be honest, I didn't think you would end up discovering the magic tool this easily either. It's absolutely necessary to come up with something better for the next. Also, it was out of my calculations that you would be able to use the sword better than I expected." (Origa) "But then again, you are not at the level to even reach the sole of my master's feet", she continues. "Y-You have spurred on that monster!?" "I was simply close-by when it happened. No more than that. Though I intended for you to kill it as it is, I ended up wasting time needlessly thanks to you." (Origa) Opening the iron-ribbed fan with a sound of sploosh, she conceals her mouth with it and squints. "Uoo!" The adventurer, who judged her to be an enemy due to her words, slashed at her straight away deciding that she is a magician without a wand. However, she nimbly parries 2, 3 slashes with the iron-ribbed fan. "It's useless, you know? Although you are swinging your sword, you hips possess no stability. You are throwing your body together with the sword off balance each time. It's something I often cautioned a close friend of mine about too." (Origa) While saying this, she strongly hits the adventurer's nose. The adventurer, who retreated back temporarily due to the pain and shock, clenched his teeth while blood was running from his nose. "One way or the other I consider it, but it is a weapon after all? I judged you to be a magician, but I misread it..." "There's no mistake. I'm a magician." (Origa) Swapping the iron-ribbed fan into her left hand, she holds out her right hand in front of her. "! Watch out!" The man, who instinctively sensed the danger, covers the woman by turning his back on Origa. In the next second the man's back is cut deeply. He collapsed in the puddle of blood he had produced himself. "Eh?" In front of the woman, who couldn't even react now, the opened iron-ribbed fan was swung at the time she finally perceived Origa. "Too slow." The woman's head fell before they eyes of the man, who was barely conscious. Her facial expression was that of not having been able to understand anything. "Fuck... why..." Once she made sure that these became the man's final words, Origa surveyed the surroundings. The territorial soldiers from Fokalore are assembling by running quickly. "Are there any witnesses?" "There are none left. We disposed of them all." "Then go to the place of the monster that had been put to sleep before and dispose of it as well. It's a problem if it can be seen from outside. Next time incise the chest and bury it deep within." (Origa) Once they had dumped the corpse of the man in a thicket close to the highway, Origa commands the soldiers and leaves the highway. "Hifumi-sama... I will show you that I can definitely accomplish this task..." (Origa) Her muttering vanished due to being covered by the sound of pushing aside the weeds without anyone hearing it. Only limited people within the castle, such as the knight orders and a part of the civil officials, were told about the princess' coronation. That's for the sake of changing all the arrangements depending on the negotiations with Hifumi. "So, because the report of my victory will happen at the same time as the coronation ceremony, I will have to guard Imeraria while at it?" (Hifumi) Hifumi, who finally arrived at the capital, came to the royal castle after being called out by a soldier. The two people, who are sounding out Hifumi, are Prime Minister Adol and Sabnak, who became the captain of the Royal Knight Order. Hifumi looked at both's tensed expression as he was sitting in the sofa in front of them and tasting the black tea. "I want to return home quickly since I also got further plans though..." (Hifumi) "It's not like I won the war if I only killed as fit without caring about victory or anything else", Hifumi says. "If I heard correctly, you have also reorganised the knight orders. There is probably no opposing faction left. Is guarding actually necessary?" (Hifumi) "There is still some opposition left. We were able to drive it out to some degree, but..." (Sabnak) He answered in a rush, but doesn't continue after Hifumi glares at him. "Don't rely on external people for that degree of troubles. I think it's it's only natural to first use your own skills and structures." (Hifumi) "Uu..." (Sabnak) In all honesty, given that we aren't able to catch up with the replacements of the diminished number of knights due to the big battles with Hifumi and the war with Horant, I want the sole cause of it, Hifumi, to follow-up, but the decrement of our knights is substantially the payment for our own mistakes Although the other side will understand it if we request it with reason, the problem was the reason being riddled with holes to stab at. (T/N: Author phrased it more elegantly as in putting in tsukkomi's in a comedy routine, but that is difficult to understand without the Japanese culture as backing knowledge, so localized it) When he steals a glance at the prime minister sitting next to him, it becomes apparent that he intends to leave the entire situation to Sabnak. Although he somehow understands about the aim behind that, Sabnak doesn't want to know of it. "It will be different if they stand in my way, but don't make things convenient by making me deal with your enemies." (Hifumi) "We don't intend to do that, but..." (Sabnak) While he was choosing his next words, the Knight Order Captain Lotomago knocked and entered the room. Lightly nodding towards the prime minister and Sabnak, Lotomago turned to Hifumi and bowed very deeply. "I'm the former Third Knight Order's captain and the present knight order's captain, Lotomago. I was informed about Hifumi-dono visiting the castle and came in order to extend my deep apology." (Lotomago) Staying silent, Hifumi affirmed the wish of Lotomago, who requested to be present here, by nodding. "Thank you very much." (Lotomago) Lotomago, who had Sabnak yield him the seat directly in front of Hifumi, makes eye contact with Hifum as soon as he sits down. "First off, Pajou, who had been my subordinate, and, although from a different order, our country's knight orders caused you troubles. As someone in charge of managing this country's knight orders, I wish to express my apology." (Lotomago) "Apologies are not necessary. All of them compensated for their mistakes with their lives. It's fine with that." (Hifumi) Lotomago bowed his head twice due to Hifumi's words. "And, while being aware of my rudeness, I have a single request." (Lotomago) "If it's about the guarding, I just now refused it though?" (Hifumi) Being glanced at, Sabnak cast his eyes down. "I don't expect Hifumi-dono to act as guard personally. After all that's the job of our knights and soldiers." (Lotomago) Upon Lotomago's words Sabnak became even smaller. The prime minister awkwardly turned his face away. "We are indebted to Hifumi-dono for Munster. There is a person called Vaiya, formerly affiliated to the Second Knight Order. Now he has attained a very high rank as vice-captain of the Royal Knight Order below Sabnak here, however... After he returned to the capital accompanying Hifumi-dono's territorial soldiers of Fokalore, he told me a great story." (Lotomago) He wets his mouth by drinking the new black tea brought by a maid. "I'm told that they are adopting unique training regimens and battle techniques following Hifumi-dono's guidance and that the result of that guidance also led to the successful defensive battle of Arosel." (Lotomago) Hifumi, who showed a stern facial expression that could be even interpreted as pouting, laughed happily after hearing this story. "Vaiya, huh? I'm remembering him. I considered him to have a good judgement, but it looks like has good eyes as well." (Hifumi) "Therefore, while we will guard the castle, I want to request Hifumi-dono to guide the knight orders and the soldiers, but what do you think about that? Actually there is also the fact of Vaiya going to Hifumi-dono's territory to ask for coaching." (Lotomago) "This request is from Sabnak as well", says Lotomago. Together with the prime minister, the three bowed formally. "... I guess it's fine. If it's one week, I will make some time. I don't mind if you participate in the training in the territory either. From the beginning I told you that it is your free decision without hiding anything." (Hifumi) Sabnak lifted his head quickly all smiles. "T-Thank you very much!" (Sabnak) "However, you will have to accept the conditions I'm going to tell you now." (Hifumi) And then he gave his conditions. - Everyone will obey Hifumi's instructions. The removal of defying people will be left to Hifumi. - Construction work within the castle will be led by him as well. - 30 territorial soldiers will be called to the capital and lodging will be prepared for them. "Removal of defying people means..." (Adol) As the prime minister timidly voiced his concern, Hifumi laughed scornfully. "Be relieved, I won't go as far as killing them if they don't try to oppose me directly." (Hifumi) "Then there's no problem." (Lotomago) Lotomago said plainly. "C-Captain..." (Sabnak) "I'm not your captain anymore. Get a grip of yourself." (Lotomago) "I-I'm sorry..." (Sabnak) Lotomago corrected his seating position. "I have heard about it from Vaiya. I heard you place importance on the cooperation in the movement of the troops. If there is someone obscuring that, they will go through a bitter experience. If they are hindrance even after that, they should be quickly removed, I think." (Lotomago) "Because drawing Her Majesty the Queen's guard and the castle's defence away isn't entertainment for the nobles'", Lotomago said. "Well, then let's begin from tomorrow. Gather those scheduled to guard within the castle and its surroundings. Summon the carpenters in the afternoon." (Hifumi) "Please take care of us." (Sabnak) While bowing once again, Sabnak became depressed that he himself would be required to participate as well. In the hands of Vaiya, who arrived at Caim's location, he grasped the shuriken and kusarigama he had borrowed from Pruflas. "Caim-dono, it would be a great help, if you could spare some time for me, however..." (Vaiya) Vaiya, who knows about the busy style of the civil official slaves after his stay here for a few days, shyly called out to Caim. Caim, looking at his figure in silence, forced all the documents he held onto Duelgar*, who was coincidentally drawing up official papers in the room. "Handle this please." (Caim) Since even Duelgar knew that a slave can't decline a request of a knight, who is a noble, he reluctantly decided to take hold of the documents. Ascertaining that expressionlessly, Caim stands in front of Vaiya once more. "So, what's the intention behind your business?" (Caim) "A-Ah. What's this... ?" (Vaiya) Caim nodded once due to Vaiya showing the kusarigama and shuriken anew. "It's a replica of the weapons used by Lord-sama and Origa-sama. Those things are called kusarigama and shuriken. I'm not very well-informed about weapons, but I've heard that these are rare things you won't even find in foreign countries." (Caim) "I've been told by Pruflas-dono that Caim-dono is skilled with these weapons. Given that I want to incorporate these weapons in the knight order if possible, I considered to receive Caim-dono's guidance." (Vaiya) Not only Vaiya was surprised by Caim's immediate reply, but even Duelgar, who heard it unintentionally, was. "P-Please wait a moment! The work won't proceed if Caim goes missing!" (Duelgar) "Lord-sama..." (Caim) Raising his right hand to rein in Duelgar, Caim calmly says, "... wants to actively promote the skills of administrating a territory and the combat techniques of this Tohno territory. Our decentralized deployment has been included within this plan. It will be worrisome if the tasks are delayed with only me not being here. Besides, it's not like I will use the whole day for it." (Caim) "O-Of course. If you can help me for 2 or 3 days, it will be most helpful, I think." (Vaiya) "Then, let's carry out the training session in the mornings. I will find a location. Let's have Pruflas arrange for several weapons, too." (Caim) Vaiya, smiling all over his faces, shook hands with Caim due to the unexpectedly favourable terms, however Duelgar wondered with teary eyes whether his workplace, that had finally calmed down, became a thing of the past. "Duelgar, please explain the matter to the other civil officials tomorrow morning." (Caim) "... Understood." (Duelgar) I absolutely can't imagine how I'm to escape the future of "Why didn't you stop him?" from female camp. Even under normal circumstances, with the bad-tempered Miyukare at the top, there's no doubt that tomorrow's morning will become a great disaster. Rather than this, I prefer to do any work
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ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใธไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใŒใ€็Ž‹ใงใฏใชใใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฎๅ…ƒใธใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใŒใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅŸŽๅ†…ใงๅทฅไฝœใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝๅ†…ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™้šŠใฏๅฃŠๆป…ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใชใ€ ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใจๅ…ฑใซๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใฏใ€ๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€10ไบบ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅฐ‘ไบบๆ•ฐใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใธใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใๅ‰ใซๅฉใๆฝฐใ™ไบ‹ใฏๅฎนๆ˜“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใซๆฅใŸๅ…ตใŒๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹็™บ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒ......ใ™ใงใซไบŒใคใฎ่ก—ใ‚’็ช็ ดใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅไธญใซใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๅˆฐ้”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™......ใ€ ใŠใ‚‚ใ‚€ใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้™ถๅ™จใฎๆฏใ‚’ๅบŠใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใœใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซ่จ€ใ‚ใฌใ‹!ใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่Ž็ธฎใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๅ…ตใฏใ€่ทชใ„ใŸใพใพ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌๆง˜ใ€‚......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่‰ฏใ„ๆฉŸไผšใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ ใ€ ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ไธ‹ใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใฏใ€ไฝ™ไบบใซ่žใ‹ใ‚Œใฌใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†็ญ‹ๆ›ธใใ‚’ๆใใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใใฃใจใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฎ่€ณใซๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ญ–ใฏใ€ๅฝผใซใจใฃใฆๅฅฝใพใ—ใ„ใ€่ฏใ€…ใ—ใๅ่ช‰ใซๆบ€ใกใŸๆˆดๅ† ใธใฎ็ญ‹้“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใ ใŒใ€ใตใจ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€็Ž‹ใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใฏ่ฟ‘่ก›ใฎๅ…ตใŒ่ญฆๅ‚™ใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใซใฏๅ€Ÿใ‚Š็‰ฉใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใ‹ใŠใ‚‰ใฌใ€‚ใพใšใใฎ็ญ–ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซ้ง’ใŒใŠใ‚‰ใฌใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ๅ†—่ซ‡ใ‚’ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅผทใฎ็งๅ…ตใ‚’ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œไธๅบฆ่‰ฏใ„ๆฉŸไผšใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใซๆ–ฐใŸใช็Ž‹ใŒๆŒใคๅŠ›ใ‚’็คบใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฏ้€กๅทกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใŒ่จ€ใ†ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฎ็งๅ…ตใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใจใฏๅใฐใ‹ใ‚ŠใฎๅฎŸ้จ“ไฝ“ใŸใกใฎไบ‹ใ ใŒใ€ๅˆถๅพกใงใใ‚‹็Šถๆ…‹ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€็งปๆคใ‚„ๆŠ•่–ฌใชใฉใฎๅฎŸ้จ“ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏโ€œใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ไบบใฎๅฝขใ‚’ไฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€ใจใ„ใ†็จ‹ๅบฆใงใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใŒไบบๅ‰ใซไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฎนๅงฟใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ๅฟƒ้…ใซใฏๅŠใณใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏๅŸŽๅ†…ใ ใ‘ใซ้™ๅฎšใ—ใ€ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใฎๅ‰ใซไธฆในใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏๅ…จ่บซ้Žงใงใ™ใฃใฝใ‚ŠใจๅŒ…ใ‚“ใงใŠใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€......ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€ๆ‰‹้…ใฏใŠไปปใ›ไธ‹ใ•ใ„ใ€ ๅ„ช้›…ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใซใ€ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่€ƒใˆใŸใŒใ€ไป–ใซ่‰ฏใ„็ญ–ใฏๆตฎใ‹ใฐใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใฎๆกˆใ‚’ๆŽก็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠไปปใ›ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใฏใ€ๅฃใฒใ’ใ‚’ๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใซใฏใ€้™ๅฏ‚ใŒๆจชใŸใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็Ž‰ๅบงใฎๆจชใซ็ซ‹ใค็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎๅ‰ใซใฏใ€็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใฎใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใจๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใŒ่ทชใใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธก่„‡ใงใฏ่ญฆๅ‚™ใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ‚บใƒฉใƒชใจไธฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏไธ€ๆง˜ใซๆฒˆ็—›ใฎ้ขๆŒใกใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณไปฅๅค–ใŒ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆ›‡ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’ๆ‚ผใ‚“ใงใงใฏใชใใ€ใ“ใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎๅฟƒๅขƒใ‚’ๆ…ฎใฃใฆใฎใ“ใจใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ด”็ฒ‹ใซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎๆญปใ‚’ๆ‚ผใ‚€่€…ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎไป–ใซใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅผŸใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆ......ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฎๅพ“่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ„ใ†่€…ใŒ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’ๅผ‘ใ—ใŸใจๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ็–‘ๅฟตใ‚’ๅฆๅฎšใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้…ใ‚Œใฆๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๅฝผใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฎๅˆถๆญขใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ๅฅณใธใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅผท่กŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏไป•ๆ–นใชใๅŒๅธญใ—ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใŒ......ใ€ 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ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€็Ž‹ๆ—ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฒใจใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ“ใจใ€‚ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅŠชๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใซใ€ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚ŠใจๅผŸใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใŒๆš—ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๆ—ใจใ—ใฆใฎ่ฒฌไปปๆ„Ÿใ ใ‘ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆ็ซ‹ใŸใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไป–ใซใ€็พๅ ดใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ่€…ใฏใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€‚็งใธๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซไปฅๅค–ใงใฏใ€ๆœฌๆ—ฅๅธฐ็€ใ—ใŸ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ่€…ใŒใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่จฑใ—ใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ€ๅพ…ใŸใ›ใฆใ„ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใธใจๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใฃใจ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ€ๅ…œใ‚’่„‡ใซๆŠฑใˆใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใฎใฏใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใจใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฎใ‚„ใ‚„ๅพŒใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใกๆญขใพใ‚Šใ€้Ÿณใ‚‚ใชใ่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆ้ ญใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ด่จ€ใ‚’่จฑใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใŒ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅ…จใฆใ“ใ“ใง่ฉฑใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃ!ใ€ ๅ…จๅ“กใซใ‚ˆใ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ็Ž‹ๅฅณใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆณจๆ„ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ€ใใ—ใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใŒใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Šถๆณใซใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚’่ฉณ็ดฐใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใซใ„ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ€่ชฐใฒใจใ‚Šๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใชใๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซ่žใๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฎน่ตฆใชใ„็Ž‹ๅญๆดพๆฎฒๆป…ใ‚‚ใ•ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใŒ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบบไฝ“ๅฎŸ้จ“ใพใŒใ„ใฎๅ…ตๅผทๅŒ–ใซใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚่จ€่‘‰ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ๆ•‘ๅŠฉใ—ใŸๅ…ƒใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ไผดใ„ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜่ปใฎไธ€้ƒจใŒๅธฐ้‚„้€”ไธญใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็พๅœจใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๅ…ต่ˆŽใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆไธ€ๆ™‚ไผ‘ๆฏใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜่ปๆœฌ้šŠใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใจไธ€้ƒจใฎๅ…ตใŒๅ…ˆ่กŒใ—ใฆใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ้ ˜ใธไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใ€ๆ•ตๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅฃŠๆป…ใ›ใ—ใ‚ใฆๆ•ตๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆœฌ้šŠใฏๅŠๆ—ฅใฎ้–“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎๅ’Œๅนณไผš่ซ‡ใ‚‚ใงใใฆใ„ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซ......ใ€‚ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใคใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใฏ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๆ‰€ๅฑžใฎ้จŽๅฃซใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅผŸใ‚’ๆ”ฏๆดใ™ใ‚‹็ซ‹ๅ ดใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใœ็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใฎใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฎๅ…ƒใธ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€‚็งใฏไธ€ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚้šŠ้•ทใฎๆ–น้‡ใซๅพ“ใ†ใฎใฟใงใ™ใฎใงใ€็ง่‡ช่บซใฏๆดพ้–ฅใ‚„ๆ”ฟๆฒป็š„ใชๅ–ๅผ•ใชใฉใจใฏ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใใŸใ„ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎๅคฑๆ…‹ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Š็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏๆ•ฐๅใฎ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎใฟใจใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไบ‹ใ“ใ“ใซ่‡ณใฃใฆใฏๆ‹ ใ‚Šๆ‰€ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใธ่บซใฎๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚’ใ”็›ธ่ซ‡ใซไผบใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใใ“ใง่ฉณใ—ใ„็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ่บซใ‚’้ ใ‹ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ—ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใธใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉ......ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็พๆ™‚็‚นใง็ฌฌไธ€ใƒป็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏ่งฃๆ•ฃใ—ใ€็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚’ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚้šŠ้•ทใฏๅผ•ใ็ถšใใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใธไปปใ›ใพใ™ใ€ ่‰ฏใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ใจๅ•ใ†ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็•ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰......้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‚’็ตฑๅˆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ€็งใซใฏ้Žๅˆ†ใชๅœฐไฝใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€็ตฑๅˆใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้šŠ้•ทใ‚’ๅ‹™ใ‚ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใไบ‹ใซใ‚‚็•ฐ่ซ–ใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใจใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฎไธญๅฟƒๅ…ตๅŠ›ใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ไปฅๅค–ใฎ่€…ใซ้›†ไธญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฅฝใพใ—ใใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚่ฟ‘่ก›ใฎใฟใฏ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจใฏๅˆฅใฎ็ต„็น”ใจใ—ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎใฟใซๆŒ‡ๆฎๆจฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใŒใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใจๆ„š่€ƒใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฎๆ่จ€ใซใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚‚่ณ›ๅŒใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่ฟฐในใŸใ€‚ ้ป™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฎ่ป้ƒจๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎๅœฐไฝใซๅฐฑใ‘ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€ใจๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฎ่‰ฏ่ญ˜ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ‚’ๅคšใ„ใซ่ฉ•ไพกใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ๆ–ฐ่จญใ™ใ‚‹่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซใฏ......่ชฐใ‹ๆŽจๆŒ™ใ—ใŸใ„่€…ใฏใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€‚ๆญณใฏ่‹ฅใ„ใงใ™ใŒใ€็พๅฎŸ็š„ใชๅˆคๆ–ญๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ‚’ๆŽจใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใใฎ่ฃœไฝใจใ—ใฆๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใซใฏใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’ใ€ ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ†ใณ่ทชใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๆ€ใ‚ใš้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ๆŽจๆŒ™ใฎ่ฉฑใฏๅˆ่€ณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็†็”ฑใ‚’่žใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใจใฎ้ข่ญ˜ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไผฏใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‚’่‰ฏใ„ๅฝขใงๅ—ใ‘ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไฝ•ไบ‹ใซใ‚‚ๆŸ”่ปŸใซๅฏพๅฟœใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ไผฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚้ ˜ๅœฐ้‹ๅ–ถใซๅŠฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใซใฏ็ต„็น”็ฎก็†่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚็ตŒ้จ“ใฏไธ่ถณใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใพใšๅ•้กŒใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใใ“ใพใง่จ€ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’่ฆ‹้ฃใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚‚ใ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๅฃŠๆป…ใฎ็Šถๆณใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ใพใๅ…ตใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆ็”Ÿ้‚„ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฎŸๆˆฆใ‚‚็ตŒ้จ“ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ๆฉŸ่ปขใ‚‚ๅŠนใใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใจใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’ไฟใคใ ใ‘ใฎ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้šŠใ‚’็†็”ฑใซๆ‰‹ๆ”พใ™ใฎใฏๆƒœใ—ใ„ไบบๆใ‹ใจใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใช็™บ่ฆ‹ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ตใ‚’ๅผทใใ™ใ‚‹ๆๆกˆใ‚’็งใซๆŒใฃใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใ€ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎๅ›ฝใจใฎๆˆฆ็ทšใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‹กๅคงใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ๅ›ฝ้˜ฒใฎ็‚บใฎๆๆกˆใซๆ•ๆ„Ÿใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซ้ ˜ๅ…ตใŸใกใฎ่จ“็ทดใชใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใƒญใƒˆใƒžใ‚ดใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆกˆใจใ€่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๆ–ฐ่จญใฏๅณๆ—ฅๆ‰ฟ่ชใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆปใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒ่ฟ‘่ก›้šŠ้•ทไปฃ็†ใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้™คๅใ™ใ‚‰่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏใ€็ช็„ถใฎ่ฆ่ทใธใฎ้…็ฝฎใซ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ไฝฟ่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ›ธ้ขไธ€ๆžšใงใ„ใใชใ‚Š่ฟ‘่ก›้šŠ้•ทใซไปปๅ‘ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใซๆททไนฑใ—ใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใงๅฃฐใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅซใณใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎๆ‚ช่ณชใชใ„ใŸใšใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใพใง็–‘ใ„ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่‡ชๅฎคใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใ“ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„็™บ่ฆ‹ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ่ก—้“ใ‚’ๆ„ๆฐ—ๆšใ€…ใจ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹้›†ๅ›ฃใฎไธญใซใ€ใƒญใƒผใƒ–ๅงฟใฎไบบ็‰ฉใŒๆ•ฐไบบ็ด›ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใฆใปใใ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ้›†ๅ›ฃใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒใคๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ๅซใ‚€30ๅ็จ‹ใฎ่ป้šŠใงใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใจๆ€ใ—ใๆ ผๅฅฝใฎ่€…ใฏ5ๅใปใฉใ€‚้ฉๅฝ“ใช้šŠๅˆ—ใฎไธญ็จ‹ใซๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใธ็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใซใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๆญขใพใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฏๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅพŒๆ–นใงๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซไผๅ…ตใชใฉใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ‹่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†? ็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๆ–ฝ่จญใฎไบ‹ใงใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่žใใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ ใ„ใใชใ‚Š็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๆฅใŸ็”ทใซใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŸใกใฏไธๆฉŸๅซŒใช้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜! ไฟบใŸใกใฏใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐๆง˜็›ดๅฑžใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸ็‰นๅ‹™้šŠใ ใž!ใ€ ็„ก่ฆ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅจๅš‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใใ„ใจ่ฟซใฃใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใใŸๅ…ตใฎ้ก”้ขใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใŒใƒ”ใ‚ทใƒฃใƒชใจๆ‰“ใกๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ่ชฐใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใŒใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็›ฎใซใ‚ใŸใ‚‹ใˆใ’ใคใชใ„ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ ใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใฎ็—›ใฟใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ†ใšใใพใฃใŸๅ…ตใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎ็ ”็ฉถใจไฟ็ฎกใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–ฝ่จญใŒๅŸŽใฎ่ฟ‘ใใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•่€…ใ ใŠๅ‰ใฏ......ใ€ ๆจชๆšดใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใฎไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใซ้ข้ฃŸใ‚‰ใฃใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆใใ‚Œใ ใ‘่จ€่‘‰ใซใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€่‡ชๅทฑ็ดนไป‹ใŒใพใ ใ ใฃใŸใชใ€ ๆ‚ชใ„ๆ‚ชใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎไผฏ็ˆตใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใ€ ใงใ€ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏ? ๆ…Œใฆใฆๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฃใ‚’ๆ›ฒใ’ใฆไธๆบ€ใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅนณๅ’Œ็š„ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใซใ€ใ“ใฎๆ‰ฑใ„ใฏใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŸใกใ‚‚็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ก”ใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตใ‚‚็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅทฆ็›ฎใ‚’็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใ—ใฆๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸ็Šถๆณใ‚’ไธ€็žฅใ—ใฆ็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ„ใใชใ‚Šๅคงใใไธ€ๆญฉ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใˆใฃใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎ่…นใ‚’ๅ‰่นดใ‚Šใงๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€้›†ๅ›ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใ‚’้›ข่„ฑใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ไบŒๅบฆใปใฉใƒใ‚ฆใƒณใƒ‰ใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพใใฃใŸใ‚Šใจๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใ ใ‘ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅŽ็ดใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‰็ฏ€ๆฃใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ!ใ€ ๆœ€ๅˆใฎ็”ทใŒ่ฟซใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€่ปฝใไฝ“ใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ้ฟใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰็ซใจ้ขจใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ไธญใ€…้€ฃๆบใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ†ใพใๅฐ„็ทšใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ„ใฃใจใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸ็”ทใŒ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใˆใŸใ€‚ ้ขจใฎๅˆƒใงๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€็ซใ ใ‚‹ใพใซใชใฃใŸ็”ทใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ™ใใซๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚ฏ่ณชใŒ็„ฆใ’ใ‚‹ๆ‚ช่‡ญใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๅ…ตใŸใกใ€‚ ๅ‰่ก›ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใˆใคใคๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ๆง˜ใฏไธญใ€…ๅ ‚ใซใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฌ ็‚นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฆ‹ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ‹ใŒใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใซ็€ใ„ใฆ่กŒใใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ—ใ€ๆฃใฎๅ…ˆใงๅ–‰ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใง้šŠๅˆ—ใซ็ด›ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚€ใจใ€ไธ€็žฌใงๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๆททไนฑใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„็š„ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ็ทด็ฟ’ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€‚็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใจๆœจๅถใฏ้•ใ†ใžใ€ ไธ€ๅฎšใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใง้šŠๅˆ—ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใˆใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ็–ฒๅŠดใ‚’ใ•ใใ†ใฎใฏ้›†ๅ›ฃๆˆฆใ‚„่ญท่ก›ๅฏพ่ฑกใŒใ„ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใ‚‰ๆœ‰ๅŠนใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๅฐ‘ไบบๆ•ฐใงใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใๅ›žใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใใฎ้™ใ‚Šใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้šŠๅˆ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใซๆŒฏใ‚Œใชใ„ๅ›ฃๅญ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใฃใŸ้›†ๅ›ฃใฎไธญใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹้‚ช้ญ”ใชไธ‰็ฏ€ๆฃใ‚’ไป•่ˆžใ„ใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใซๅฏธ้‰„ใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ทๅ‰ฃๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ›ใซใ€ๅฏ†็€ใ—ใ™ใŽใ ใž~ใ€ ใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใฟใ‚„่„ณๅคฉใ€็œผ็ƒใซๆฌกใ€…ใจๅฏธ้‰„ใ‚’็ชใใŸใฆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ้‡็”ฃใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆญปไฝ“ใ‚„้‡ๅ‚ท่€…ใŸใกใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใพใซใฏใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ไนฑๆˆฆใ‚‚ใŸใฎใ—ใ„ใชใใ€ ๅฏธ้‰„ใ‚’ไป•่ˆžใ„ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงไฝœใฃใฆใฏใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎไฝฟใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’้€†ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใกใ€ๆœ—ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚Œ้•ใ„ใ–ใพใซ้ šๅ‹•่„ˆใ‚’ๆ’ซใงๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ€่ก€ใ—ใถใใ‚’ใใใฃใฆๅˆฅใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆ–นใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงๆฌกใฎๆ•ตใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใคใค่„‡ใฎไธ‹ใฎ้ŽงใŒ็„กใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใซๅˆƒใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฎฎ่ก€่ˆžใ†่ก—้“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ฐไบบใฎๆ•ตใŒใฒใฃใใ‚Šใจ้›ข่„ฑใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้›ข่„ฑ่€…ใฎไธ€ไบบใŒใ€่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’ๅ›žๅŽใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใใฎ้ฆ–็ญ‹ใซ้‰„ใฎ ใ€Œใใ„ใคใซใฏ็”จใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใฏ้ ๆ…ฎใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ใ™ใงใซใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฏๅŠๆ•ฐไปฅไธŠใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใง้€ƒใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซไป–ใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใฅใใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็ŠถๆณใŒๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใซๆ•ฃใ‚Šๆ•ฃใ‚Šใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ้›ข่„ฑ่€…ใฎไธ€ไบบใŒ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆฆใ†ๆฐ—ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ไฟบใฎ้ก”ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅๅฟœใ ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใซใ€ใ†ใ‚ใๅฃฐใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ณๆ˜Ÿใ‹ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใซใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใชใใ€ ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใฆ้ †ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใกๆ›ฟใˆใ€ๅŠ่บซใฎๆง‹ใˆใงๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซใฏใ€ใพใ ็คซใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๅผ„ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€้€ƒใ’ใŠใŠใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‹? ๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใฎ้ธๆŠžใฏ่จฑใ•ใชใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚
The information that Hifumi invaded Horant has been brought not to the king but to Veldore. For that to happen, Yugu manoeuvred within the castle. But that's something Veldore doesn't know. "They stepped into our country, you say?" (Yugu) "It looks like he annihilated our border guards." (Messenger) Yugu, who listened to the report along Veldore, sighed. "However, if it's a small group of 10 people, it will be simple to crush them before they manage to reach the capital." (Veldore) Hearing the words of Veldore, the soldier, who came to report, timidly remarked, "That is... they have already broken through two cities. They are believed to arrive at the capital within a few days..." (Messenger) Veldore, standing up suddenly, threw the porcelain sake cup in his hand on the floor. "Why weren't we informed of this before?" (Veldore) The soldier, who had completely shrunk away, knelt while trembling. "Please calm down, Veldore-sama. ... This might be a good opportunity." (Yugu) "What do you mean?" (Veldore) Yugu had the soldier withdraw and lowered his voice so that others wouldn't be able to hear it. "I will propose a plot like this." (Yugu) Quietly whispering the plan into Veldore's ears. It was a method to spectacularly and honorably rise to the crown in a way desirable for Veldore. Although Veldore was laughing and grinning broadly, he felt a sudden doubt. "However, the king's surrounding is guarded by the soldiers of the Imperial Guard. They don't smell like soldiers I could entice to my side. Won't it be impossible to advance the plan without having such pawns to begin with?" (Veldore) "You are jesting. I have prepared the strongest private army *** You think they aren't?" (Yugu) "... You want to use that, huh?" (Veldore) "It's just the right opportunity. Let's show the people the strength of their new king." (Yugu) Veldore hesitated. The private army of Veldore, that Yugu refers to, are soldiers in name only as they are experimental bodies, but although they are in a condition possible to be controlled, they repeatedly went through experiments of implantation, medication and such. You absolutely can't show their faces and figures in public as their appearance can be called nothing more but "something vaguely human-like." "There's no necessity to be worried. The combat will be limited to within the castle only. At the time they are shown to the public, their whole body will be entirely covered in armor." (Yugu) "Uh huh..." (Veldore) "Please leave the arrangements to me, even including that area." (Yugu) Velodore thought for a moment as Yugu made an elegant bow, but no other good plan came to mind. "Very well, we will adopt Yugu's plan." (Veldore) "Please leave it to me." (Yugu) Yugu, who raised his face, laughed while twirling his mustache. Silence is spreading during the audience. In front of the princess, who is standing next to the throne, the Third Knight Unit's Captain Lotomago and Prime Minister Adol are kneeling. On both sides of the room guards are lined up in a row. Their faces are uniformly grave. Everyone's facial expression except that of the princess is clouded. They aren't mourning for the prince. That is in consideration of the princess who knew about the death of her brother. There is no one but Imeraria who genuinely mourns over the death of the prince. "... My brother has been killed by Hifumi after all...?" (Imeraria) "No... we have received the report that the prince was killed by someone called Origa who is Earl Tohno's attendant." (Lotomago) It was Lotomago denying Imeraria's suspicion. He, who belatedly received the report, forced the information upon the princess disregarding Adol's protests. Adol, standing reluctantly next to him, tried to do a follow-up for Imeraria. "Origa-san is..." (Adol) Imeraria recalled her giving off the impression of always wanting to be at Hifumi's side and that she was a woman with a lovely face and eyes concealing a strong ambition while being of the same age as her, although she didn't talk much with her. Imeraria, who was about to lose her strength due to Lotomago's words recounting the circumstances at that time, frantically strengthened her legs to keep standing. What came over my younger brother. I wonder if he went to the battlefield thinking of it as going on a pleasure jaunt as he has been manipulated by his surroundings. Although still a child who had yet to go to the front, he became engrossed in fooling around and being waited upon by women. No matter what, Imeraria didn't bear any grudge against Origa. Once she heard the circumstances and learned about the extent, it was obvious that her younger brother didn't have the qualifications to be the king. She couldn't consider it anything but him reaping what he sowed. However, in the end he was the last other remaining royalty. Despite great efforts put into protecting him, she ended up losing her young brother easily and lost hope herself too. Imeraria is barely standing due to nothing but her responsibility as royalty. "... Is there anyone else who saw the actual scene?" (Imeraria) "Ha! Except the knight who reported it to me, there is someone from the Second Knight Order, who returned today." (Lotomago) Lotomago, obtaining Imeraria's permission, had the waiting knight enter the audience room. It was Vaiya, who came entering while holding his helmet under his arm and straightening his back quickly. Coming to a stop slightly behind Lotomago and Adol, he quietly fell to his knees and bowed his head. "I give you permission to speak freely. Please tell us everything you observed." (Imeraria) "Ha!" (Vaiya) Having been permitted to stand up so that everyone could hear him clearly, Vaiya explained in detail what happened for the situation to progress towards such an outcome and the kind of situation the Second Knight Order, First Knight Order, Hifumi and Biron had been in, while cautious of making eye contact with the princess. Everyone who was at the audience, listened attentively to the report without interrupting. Even more than the merciless annihilation of the prince faction by Hifumi, Imeraria was lost for words at the enhancement of the live-experiment imitation-soldiers performed by Vichy. Furthermore Vaiya reported that a part of the Fokalore feudal army, en route to return, is accompanied by the rescued former soldier of Horant and that they are currently taking a rest in borrowed barracks of the capital. "And, what's the matter with Hifumi-sama and the main force of the Fokalore feudal army?" (Imeraria) "Earl Tohno and a part of the soldiers have gone ahead to invade the territory of Horant. Having completely annihilated the enemy's border guards, they are headed for the capital of the enemy nation. The main force is following Earl Tohno with a delay of half a day." (Vaiya) Imeraria was at her wits' end due to Vaiya's words. "Even though we didn't even hold peace talks with Vichy yet... Though it is probably futile to try stopping him as well." (Imeraria) "At any rate", Imeraria looked at Vaiya standing in front of her. "You are a knight belonging to the Second Knight Order, right? I thought your standpoint was to support my younger brother. Why are you on the side of the Third Knight Order's Captain Lotomago?" (Imeraria) "Ha! I'm just a single knight. Since I only followed my captain's policy, I think I want to keep a distance from things like political deals and factions myself. However, due to the failure this time there are only a few survivors of the Second Knight Order. Because it reached a situation about which nothing can be done and as we didn't have any authority, I consulted with the Third Knight Order's captain about our future course." (Vaiya) Lotomago, who fully grasped the circumstances, agreed to look after the Second Knight Order and apparently ordered him to report that to Imeraria. "I see... Understood. From this point on the Second Knight Order is dissolved. The Third Knight Order will be treated as Orsongrande's sole knight order. I will entrust the continued captaincy to Lotomago." (Imeraria) Lotomago opened his mouth due to Imeraria asking him whether that's fine. "With all due respect... I won't object either and will gladly accept serving as captain of the unified knight order, however I think that you are too generous to grant me this post, especially in regards to consolidating the knight orders." (Lotomago) "However", Lotomago lifted his head. "It's undesirable for anyone but Imeraria-sama to consolidate the core of the national military forces. Supposing that the imperial guard is the only other organisation besides the knight order, I wonder, in my humble opinion, whether it would be fine for it to take the shape of Imeraria-sama being in command." (Lotomago) The prime minister also expressed his approval towards Lotomago's recommendation. If Lotomago had stayed silent, he would have ascended to the highest position concerning the national military affairs "Understood. I highly appreciate the good sense and judgement of Lotomago. And for the newly organised Imperial Knight Order... do you want to nominate anyone?" (Imeraria) "Ha! Although he is young, he is a knight possessing pragmatic judgement. I nominate Sabnak. And as his advisor and vice-captain, Vaiya over here." (Lotomago) Due to Lotomago's words, Vaiya, who had knelt down again, spontaneously raised his head. It was the first time he had heard about being recommended. "Let me ask for the reason." (Imeraria) "Sabnak is an acquaintance of Earl Tohno. He has been influenced by the Earl in a good way. Either way, I think that he is also able to handle things flexibly. He even has such degree of managerial ability that he had been requested by the Earl to aid in the administration of the territory. He has insufficient experience, but that's no problem to begin with." (Lotomago) After having said this much, Lotomago looks at Vaiya with a fleeting glance. "Even Vaiya here gathered the already scattered soldiers and returned alive while his knight order was devastated. He also experienced actual combat and seems to be quick-witted. It looks like he even has the ability to only keep a supportive relation with Earl Tohno. Isn't he a capable and valuable person that parted with the knight order, he belonged to, for a reason? He brought to me suggestions how to increase the strength of this country's soldiers thanks to new discoveries." (Lotomago) Lotomago was relieved within his mind because of Imeraria having an interest in the matter. It's very likely that the fronts in the vicinity of the country will spread from here on out. I would have been troubled, if she wasn't sensitive to suggestions affecting the national defense. "Yes. It's about the training of the Fokalore territorial soldiers carried out according to Earl Tohno's guidance..." (Lotomago) The establishment of the new Imperial Knight Order, following the idea of Lotomago and Vaiya, was acknowledged on the same day. Vaiya would become the acting captain of the Imperial Knight Order until Sabnak returned from Munster. Vaiya, who was even ready to be expelled from the knight order, became nervous due to being suddenly appointed an important post, but Sabnak, abruptly learning of his appointment as captain of the Imperial Knight Order from an official document delivered by a messenger, was even more confused. Reading the document, that was handed to him through Biron, he raised a silent scream. Even going as far as to suspect it being a vicious prank, he didn't come out from his own room for a while. "Oh, magicians discovered." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who was advancing on Horant's highway in high spirits, chuckles as he has discovered several people wearing robes mixed among the group approaching from the front. Within the group, being a military unit of around 30 members, including the soldiers holding swords, there are 5 people having the suitable appearance of magicians. They are properly assembled in the middle of the soldiers' ranks. Due to the defenselessly approaching Hifumi, the soldiers, being combat-ready, told him to stop. But Hifumi ignores that. While Origa's group was on standby slightly separated at the rear, they were checking whether there was something like an ambush lying in wait in the vicinity. Even this was because of Hifumi's order. "You are magicians, I guess? There just a few things I want to ask about the institutions of the capital." (Hifumi) The magicians faced the man, who suddenly appeared in front of them, with sullen faces. "You bastard! We are a special unit directly under the command of Yugu-sama!" (Soldier A) The ignored soldier suddenly and forcefully drew near to threaten Hifumi. Hifumi's left hand hit the face of the soldier, who came in front of him, with a slap. Although no one in the surrounding saw it, it was a dirty strike fully hitting an eye with the index finger. Leaving the soldier who crouched down and held his face due to the sudden pain, Hifumi turned to the magicians. "The institution in charge of researching magic tools is probably close to the castle, right? Tell me the location." (Hifumi) "W-Who do you think are..." (Magician A) The magician, taken aback by Hifumi's behavior of extreme high-handedness, was barely able to squeeze out those words. "Ah, I didn't introduce myself yet." (Hifumi) "Sorry, my bad", Hifumi sneered. "I'm an Earl of Orsongrande, Hifumi." (Hifumi) "So, the location is?" The soldiers curtly took a distance from Hifumi, who repeated his question. As the soldiers took out their weapons in a hurry, Hifumi's mouth crooked and he leaked his dissatisfaction. "What's this about! Although I started a peaceful conversation, I get this treatment." (Hifumi) Once he looks, the magicians are grasping their daggers and have begun to chant something. Even the soldier, who held his face, stood up and drew his sword with a furious expression having a deep red left eye. Hifumi, confirming with a glance that he was surrounded in a circle, suddenly made a big step. "Gue" (Magician) Blowing one magician away with a front kick into his stomach, only one person was separated from the group. The magician after bouncing two times, collapsed, becoming completely limp just like that. "It's fine if only that guy remains." (Hifumi) While saying that, Hifumi retrieved the sansetsukon from his storage. "Don't make fun of us!" (Soldier A) As Hifumi avoided the approaching soldier from the start with a light sway of his body, fire and wind spells came flying from the magicians. With their way of having attained a considerable amount of cooperation, their attacks have been skillfully shot out-of-the-way of the soldiers holding swords. "Heave ho." (Hifumi) Hifumi, deciding to close the distance to the man who came assaulting with his sword, quickly seized his neck and switched places with him. The man, wounded by wind blades and having his body covered in flames, rolled around for a moment, but then stopped moving almost immediately. Frowning due to the stench of meat being burned, Hifumi is attacked by soldiers one after the other. Though they were quite expert in their methods of attacking while shifting the vanguards, Hifumi saw through a certain flaw they had. Getting close to the person trying to withdraw, he stabs the throat with the tip of his staff killing the soldier. As that soldier was thrown into the ranks of the other soldiers due to the force, chaos spread for an instant. "It looks like you practiced with opponents that aren't moving. Living things are different from wooden dolls." (Hifumi) It might be valid if the opponent's goal is an escort target or group battle so that they can lure the opponent to exhaust themselves by switching their ranks in a fixed rotation, but it's different if the opponent is a small group and even more so if the opponent doesn't stop moving around. As he completely stepped into their ranks, Hifumi, storing away the inconvenient sansetsukon before anyone noticed, gripped a suntetsu in his right hand while the group was bunched up together without being able to swing their swords. "You are far too close to swing around long swords~" (Hifumi) He is burying and stabbing the suntetsu successively into eyeballs, heads and temples of the foreheads. It's a mass production of corpses and heavily wounded. "Occasionally such melee is fun." (Hifumi) Storing away the suntetsu, he laughs merrily holding the kodachi, which was something that wasn't produced and used in this world, in a reverse grip. Gently cutting through the carotid artery just as he is passing by, he stabs a different opponent as he slips past the spray of blood. Furthermore, grabbing the neck of the next enemy, he draws the soldier to himself while slippingthe blade into the armpit where there is no armor. Hifumi doesn't miss several enemies trying to quietly break away after he plastered the highway with fresh blood. As a single person of those withdrawing tried to retrieve the magician, who was lying down at the side, an iron pebble sank into the back of his neck. "I have business with that guy. Restrain yourselves from taking him away." (Hifumi) At the time Hifumi said that, more than half of the soldiers from Horant had fallen. The other soldiers of Horant, noticing that there are people trying to get away, understood the state of affairs and scattered away from Hifumi. A single person of those withdrawing clicks his tongue. "You guys didn't have an interest in fighting from the start. You had a reaction as if you even knew my face." (Hifumi) As Hifumi points that out, they raise a groan. "Bullseye, huh? It looks like it's necessary to listen to your guy's story for a bit, riiight?" (Hifumi) Changing the kodachi to an overhand grip by rotating it around, he holds out the blades point in a stance with one leg bent in front and the other extended behind. Still having a pebble in his left hand, he is playing around with it with his fingertips. "Well then, do you want to attempt escaping? Or do you want to test whether you can win?" (Hifumi) "I won't allow any choices besides those two", Hifumi said as he swung the kodachi.
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13.Stronger ใ€ๅพฉ่ฎๅฟƒใ‚’็ณงใซใ€‘ ็ตๅฑ€ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่จ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฅด้šทใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใงไธปไบบใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’็ธ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไปฅใฆใฎๅค–ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅพฉ่ฎใฎใŸใ‚ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚€ไบ‹ใซใ€ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚่ธใ‚“ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠใŒใคใ‹ใชใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅผทใใชใฃใฆๅพฉ่ฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ่ช“ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใใฎ็‚บใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅŽณใ—ใ„่จ“็ทดใซใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๅŠ›ใงใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใใ“ใจใŒใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใงๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’้ ผใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใง้•ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅค•้ฃŸๅพŒใ€็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใ‘ๅˆฅใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฏไบŒไบบ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใช็›ธ่ซ‡ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่จ€ใ†ใจใŠใ‚Šใ”ไธปไบบใซ้ ผใฃใฆไฝ•ใจใ‹ใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใŸใกใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏใ‚นใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใ—ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆๅธƒๅ›ฃใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ‚’ๅ‘ณใ‚ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ“ใฎๅฎฟใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจไบŒไบบใงๅ†’้™บ่€…ใจใ—ใฆๆดปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ ƒใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ๅฅด้šทใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰็”Ÿๆดป็’ฐๅขƒใŒ่‰ฏใใชใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช็šฎ่‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ๅฅฝใใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’้ธใฐใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใฆใ€้‡ใ‚‚ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้ฃŸในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใคใ„็ทด็ฟ’ใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไฝ“ๅž‹ใฏ็ถญๆŒใงใใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚้€†ใซๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅผ•ใ็ท ใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚็งใŸใกใฎๅพฉ่ฎใฏๆžœใŸใ›ใชใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใญ......ใ€‚ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฏใŠๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฉŸไผšใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ (ๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใ€ใญใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซใใ†ใ ใญ) ๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใŸใ‚‰่ฟทใ„ใชใๆฎบใ™ใ—ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚„ๆจฉๅจใชใฉใฏๆญฏ็‰™ใซใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚้€†ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐ่บซๅ†…ใซใฏๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€ๅฅด้šทใฎไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ไฝ•ไธ่‡ช็”ฑใชใ็”Ÿๆดปใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่™ๅพ…ใ‚„ๆ€ง็š„ใชๆšด่กŒใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€้€ใ้€šใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้’ใ„้ซชใซใƒ–ใƒฉใ‚ทใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ถบ้บ—ใซๆขณใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ้ซชใฏใ€ๆด—ใ„ใŸใฆใงใ—ใฃใจใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸๅ…‰ๆฒขใŒๆœ‰ใ‚Šใ€ๅŒๆ€งใฎใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใจใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ (ๆ™ฎ้€šๅฅด้šทใชใ‚“ใฆใŸใพใซๆฐดๆตดใณใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚Œใฐๅนธ้‹ใชๆ–นใชใฎใซใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใŸใกใฏๆฏŽๆ—ฅๆš–ใ‹ใ„ใŠๆนฏใง่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆด—ใˆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€่บซใฎๅ›žใ‚Šใฎ็‰ฉใ‚‚่ฒทใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹) ๅฎข่ฆณ็š„ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐๅ„ชใ—ใ„ไธปไบบใ ใ—ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅฎŸ้š›ใซใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซใฏๅƒ…ใ‹ใซไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ่ƒธใซๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅŽš้‡ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ“ใใ™ใ‚Œๆ–‡ๅฅใชใฉใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€็ด ็›ดใซ่ณž่ณ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไปŠใพใงใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒไผšใฃใฆใใŸไบบ็‰ฉใฎไธญใงใฏ้ฃ›ใณๆŠœใ‘ใฆ็•ฐ่ณชใ ใฃใŸใ€‚่ƒธใฎๅฅฅๅบ•ใงไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ๆทฑใ„ๆทฑใ„ๆžฏใ‚Œไบ•ๆˆธใ‚’่ฆ—ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใฎๅ†ทใŸใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚่บซไฝ“ใ‚’็ถบ้บ—ใซใ—ใฆๆจชใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŒๅ‡บใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฅฝๆ„ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’ใ€็„ก้ง„ใซไธๅฎ‰ใซใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚็„กใ„ใจใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ใใ‚ๅฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‚‚ใพใŸๆœใ‹ใ‚‰ใ”ไธปไบบใฎๅŽณใ—ใ„ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใŒๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใญใ€‚ใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไธๅฎ‰ใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใŒ่ฆชๅ‹ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏๅฟƒใฎไธญใง้ก˜ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ฟŒๆ—ฅใ€ไธ‰ไบบใŒๆœ้ฃŸใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ€ๅˆถๆœๅงฟใฎใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒ้ฃŸๅ ‚ใธๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใฎไพฏ็ˆตใฎไปถใงๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆญฃ้ขใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€่‡ช็„ถใจ็ฉบใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้šฃใซใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใŒๅบงใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎไบบ้–“ใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’็ด ๆ—ฉใ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€้Ÿณใ‚‚ใชใๆค…ๅญใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ไฝ“ใ”ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆๅบงใ‚‹ใ€ใ™ใ…ใฃใจ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใŒไผธใณใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใฏ็พŽใ—ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฉใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚คใƒณไพฏ็ˆตใฎๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฎๆ›ธ้กžใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎๆ•ฐใŒ็„ผๅคฑใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚็งใŒๆŒใกๅธฐใฃใŸๆ›ธ้กžใงใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใŒๅˆคๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ๅฏ†่ฒฟๆ˜“ใซๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ็‚บใซไป–ไบบๅ็พฉใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใ’ใŸๅ•†ไผšใพใงๅˆคๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ไปŠใฏใใฎๅ•†ไผšใฎๆ‹ ็‚นใ‚’่ชฟๆŸปใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ€ ใ“ใฎๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใ€็ฌฌไธ‰้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจๆฒปๅฎ‰็ถญๆŒ้šŠใŒๅ…ฑๅŒใง่ชฟๆŸปใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๅ•†ๆฅญใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคใ„ๅปบ็‰ฉใŒๅ•†ไผšใจใ—ใฆ็™ป้Œฒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใ€ๆททๅˆ้ƒจ้šŠใŒ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ๆ‰€ใ€ใ‚‚ใฌใ‘ใฎๆฎปใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ไฟบใซไผใˆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใŒๅฝ“ไบ‹่€…ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ€‚็ตๅฑ€ใฏๆœช้‚ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไพฏ็ˆตใŒๅฏ†่ฒฟๆ˜“ใพใงใ—ใฆใŠ้‡‘ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฎฎๅปทๅ†…ๅทฅไฝœใฎใŸใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ไพฏ็ˆตใฎๆฏๅญ......่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใง่ฒดๆ–นใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฝผใŒใ‚ใฎ่‹ฅใ•ใง่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ€ใ‚ใฎๅ ดใง็Ž‹ๆ—ใฎ่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€็จผใ„ใ ่ณ‡้‡‘ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ่ฒดๆ—ใฎไธญใงๅคงใใชๆดพ้–ฅใ‚’ๅฝขๆˆใงใใŸ็ตๆžœใชใฎใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ๆ—ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใฏโ€œๅ„ช็ง€ใง่‹ฅใ„้จŽๅฃซใ‹ใคๅฎถๆŸ„ใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎ้™ๅซๅ…ˆใซโ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ“ใ†ใจ็‹™ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚็›ธ็ถšๅ•้กŒใชใฉ่ตทใใชใ„ใจใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅญไพ›ใฏใใฎไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใซใ—ใŸใ‚Šใจใ€ไธญใ€…ๆฐ—ใฎ้•ทใ„่จˆ็”ปใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚่‡ช็™ฝใฏใใ“ใพใงใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏ็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎๅค–ๆˆšใจใชใฃใฆๅ›ฝๆ”ฟใ‚’ๆ“ใ‚‹็‹™ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎ้ ๅคงใช่จˆ็”ปใŒใ€็Ž‹ใŒๅ‹‡่€…ๅฌๅ–šใ‚’่กŒใฃใŸใ“ใจใจใ€ใใฎ็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆ้จŽๅฃซใ ใฃใŸๆฏๅญใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใงๆฝฐใˆใŸใ€‚ใใฎๅพฉ่ฎใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใชใ‚‰้ซ˜ไฝ่ฒดๆ—ใฎไธญใงใฒใฃใใ‚Šใจๅ‡ฆ็†ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚่ฃใ‚’ใจใฃใฆ้–ขไฟ‚่€…ใ‚’ๆ•ใพใˆใฆใŠใ—ใพใ„ใ€‚ไธ–้–“็š„ใซใฏไพฏ็ˆตใฏ็—…ๆญปใ€้จŽๅฃซใฏ่จ“็ทดไธญใฎไบ‹ๆ•…ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใญใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅ•†ไผšใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฟๆŸปใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ๅฏ†่ฒฟๆ˜“ใจใ„ใ†่ฆๆจกใฎๅ•้กŒใงใฏใชใ„ไบ‹ใŒ็™บ่ฆšใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‡‘้กใŒๅคงใใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ“ใใ“ใใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‰ฒใซใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Š่ฒด้‡ใช็‰ฉๅ“ใŒๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚ใŠใพใ‘ใซใ€่ณผๅ…ฅๅดใฎๅ•†ไผšใชใ‚Šๅ€‹ไบบใชใ‚Šใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒใพใ‚‹ใงใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใฉใ†ใ‚‚ใใฎๅ•†ไผšใ€ๅฃฒใ‚Šๅ…ˆใฏๅ…จใฆๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ่ณผๅ…ฅๅ…ˆใŒๅ•†ไผš่จญ็ซ‹ใซ้–ขใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใญใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใจใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๆ–นใธ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ•ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใญใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใŸใกใŒๅฅด้šทใซใชใ‚‹ๅ‰ใ€โ€œใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ขโ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฎ็Ÿณใซ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใดใใ‚Šใจ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎ็›ฎใŒ้‹ญใใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅๅ‰ใฎๅฎ็Ÿณใ‚’้‹ใถไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‘ใฉใใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ†ใ‹ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ€ๅ›žใ‚Šใใฉใ„็œŸไผผใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ใใฎไธŠใงใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใซใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ‚ˆใ‚Šไพ้ ผใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฏใ€็œŸๅ‰ฃใช็›ฎใง่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ไพ้ ผใซใคใ„ใฆใฏๆ˜Žๆ—ฅ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไผใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซ้›†ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใใฎใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ขใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฎไปถใŒใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใŒๅฅด้šทใซใชใ‚‹ใใฃใ‹ใ‘ใจใชใฃใŸๅ€Ÿ้‡‘ใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ†ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸๅŽŸๅ› ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„......ใ€ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ€ใ„ใคใ‚ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใŒๅ—ใ‘ใŸใฎใฏใ€้ซ˜ไพกใชๅฎ็Ÿณใจใ—ใฆ่ฒดๆ—ใฎ้–“ใงๆœ‰ๅใชใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ขใ‚’ใ€่ทไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่ก—ใพใง็„กไบ‹ใซ้‹ใ‚“ใงๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ•ฐใ‚ใ‚‹ไพ้ ผ็ฅจใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๅ‰ฒใŒใ„ไป•ไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎไพ้ ผ็ฅจใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐไป–ใฎ่ก—ใธใ‚‚ๆฅฝใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€่ฆณๅ…‰ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ขใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ็‰น็”ฃๅ“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็Ž‹ๆ—ใŒ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจๅ›ฝๅค–ใธๆŒใกๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใฏ็ฆใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้žๅธธใซ้ซ˜ไพกใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๆŽกๅ–ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŠ ๅทฅใ—ใฆ่ฒฉๅฃฒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงใ€ใใฎๆ‰€ๅœจใ‚’ๅฑŠใ‘ๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ฒด้‡ใชๅˆ†็‹™ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใซใงใ‚‚ๅฃฒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจ็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่ถณใŒใคใใฎใงใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎ็›—่ณŠใชใฉใฏ็‹™ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฏ่ก—้“ใฎๅ„ๆ‰€ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๆคœๅ•ใงๆ›ธ้กžใจ็พ็‰ฉใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‘ใฆ็›ฎ็š„ใฎ่ก—ใธใจใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ขใ‚’้‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไพ้ ผไบบใฏใใฎ่ก—ใซๅ…ˆ่กŒใ—ใฆๅŠ ๅทฅ่ทไบบใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใŠใใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ€่ก—ใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰่ทไบบใฎๆ‰€ใงๆœจ็ฎฑใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธญใซใฏใ„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ขใŒ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ๅฝ“็„ถไพ้ ผไบบใฏๆ€’ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฏ่ณ ๅ„Ÿใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไป‹ใฎไธญๅ …ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใซๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้‡‘้กใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใ‚ใˆใชใ่ฟ”ๆธˆๆœŸ้™ใŒๆฅใฆๅฅด้šทใจใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใŸใกใŒๅฅด้šทใซใชใ‚‹ใจๆฑบใพใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ€ไพ้ ผไบบใฏๅซŒใช้ก”ใง็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใŸใกใฏใƒใƒกใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใฎใ•......ใ€ ่‡ชๅ˜ฒๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๆ™‚ใฎไพ้ ผไบบใŒใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใจใ‹่จ€ใ†ๅฅดใงใ€ใใ„ใคใŒไพฏ็ˆตใจใคใชใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ•†ไผšใฎไปฃ่กจใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ขใ‚’ๆŒใก่พผใ‚“ใ ่ก—ใฏใ€ไพฏ็ˆตใฎๆดพ้–ฅใซๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹ๅญ็ˆตใŒๆฒปใ‚ใ‚‹่ก—ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ€่ก—ใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹้–ขๆ‰€ใงไพฏ็ˆตใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ€็ขบ่ชใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซๆŠœใๅ–ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ่ค‡ๆ•ฐไบบใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŒใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ‚ฐใƒซใชใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ•ด็†ใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจๅฎŸใซ็ฐกๅ˜ใช็ฝ ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฏ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่กŒๆ–นไธๆ˜Žๆ‰ฑใ„ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ขใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใธ้‹ใณ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใจใ€ไพฏ็ˆตๅฎถใซใ‚ใฃใŸๆ›ธ้กžใจๅ•†ไผšใซๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ้กžใง็ขบ่ชใŒๅ–ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใใฎ้š›ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚‚ๅ‡บใฆใใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€็Šฏ็ฝชใ‚’ใงใฃใกไธŠใ’ใฆ่กŒๆ–นไธๆ˜Žใฎๅฎ็Ÿณใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ€่ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›ฝๅค–ใธๆŒใกๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€ ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏไพฏ็ˆตใฎใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸ่จฑๅฏ่จผใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใธ่กŒใฃใŸใพใพใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒใงใฏ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๅ‡บๅผตใฃใฆ็ถฒใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆˆปใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€้šฃๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅˆบๆฟ€ใ—ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ๆ•ฐใ—ใ‹็ฝฎใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๆˆๆžœใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹็–‘ๅ•ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใŸใพใŸใพๅ›ฝใธ่ฒข็Œฎใ—ใŸใ“ใจใงๅ‡บๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใฎ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบใŒใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใจใ—ใฆใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใธ่กŒใฃใฆๆฅใ„ใจใ€ ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ้จŽๅฃซใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใŒ่กŒใในใใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๅ›ฝๅฎถๆ‰€ๅฑžใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ ใจๆ‰€ๅฑžใŒใƒใƒฌใŸๆ™‚ใซ่จ€ใ„่จณใฎไป•ๆง˜ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฎŸๅŠ›ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŒๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใใ“ใพใง็ใ—ใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€้จŽๅฃซ็ˆตใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ไป–ๅ›ฝใงใฏ้€š็”จใ—ใชใ„ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎ็ˆตไฝใ ใ€‚ ไปŠๅ›žใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆไพ้ ผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎๆŒ‡ๅไพ้ ผใจใ—ใฆๆ‰ฑใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚้จ™ใ—ใฆๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ€็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎไปถใฏใฉใ†ใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใจไธ€็žฌ้ ญใซๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€่ฉฑ้กŒใซใ‚‚ๅ‡บใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ•ใปใฉ้‡่ฆใงใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€่€ƒใ‚’ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผ่กŒใใฎไปถใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ 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ๆณฃใใฏใ‚‰ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚ๆถ™ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅบŠใธๅบงใ‚Šใ€้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆ้ ผใฟ่พผใ‚€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ ญใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏไฟบใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็งใฎๅพฉ่ฎใงใ™ใ€‚็งใŒใ‚„ใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ๅพฉ่ฎใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃ......ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“......ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€่กŒใใ‹ใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใซใ€ ไธปไบบใฎๆฑบๅฎšใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅ†ใณ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใŒใ€ๆฌกใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใจไบŒไบบใง็›ฎใŒ็‚นใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฏพไบบๆˆฆใฎใ„ใ„็ตŒ้จ“ใŒ็ฉใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œใˆ? ็ตŒ้จ“ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ†ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซไฟบใฎๅฅด้šทใซ่ฟทๆƒ‘ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸ็Šฏ็ฝช่€…ใจ้ป’ๅน•ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใ†ใพใใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎบใ—ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใžใ€‚้ ๆ…ฎใชใใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ†ใˆใซใ€ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใชใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ่ฒด้‡ใ ใž?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฃใฆ้š ใ‚Œใฆใฎ่ชฟๆŸปใŒใ†ใพใใ„ใฃใฆใชใ„ๅ ดๅˆใ ใ—ใ€ๆ–‡ๅฅใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช......ใ€ ใคใ„ๅ†ท้™ใซใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€้€ฑ้–“ใงๅฏพไบบๆˆฆใฎๅŸบๆœฌใ‚’ๅฉใ่พผใ‚€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ—ๅˆๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ใฟใฃใกใ‚Š่ฆ‹็›ดใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซใ‚‚ๆš—ๅ™จใ‚’ใฒใจใคๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆ—…ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅฟ™ใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใชใ!ใ€ ใพใšใฏๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ ใจ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ€ไบŒไบบใฏๅ‘†็„ถใจ่ฆ‹้€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
Chapter 13: Stronger In the end, Origa and Kasha said nothing to Hifumi, or rather, it was impossible for them to say it anything. From the slaves' point of view, it would be unreasonable to get their master involved for the sake of their revenge, so the two decided not to ask him. Origa had sworn to become stronger and take revenge, following Hifumi's relentless training energetically. Even though gaining power from Hifumi's guidance seemed similar to relying on Hifumi's power, it was different. After dinner, when Hifumi returned to his room, Origa and Kasha had a discussion. [ ....Certainly, as Origa said, depending on master one way or the other doesn't feel right. ] Falling back on the futon while relishing the feeling, Kasha agreed. A soft feeling is kind towards a tired body. In retrospect, their current hotel was better than the ones they used to frequent as adventurers. In spite of being slaves, their living conditions had improved, Kasha smiled at the irony. Being able to choose what to eat; how much to eat, is it thanks to the extreme practice that their figures were maintained? On the contrary, it feels like their figures had tightened. [But if this continues, we'll never get our revenge..... Master is kind, on getting an opportunity, he will listen to our request... though that's what I think.. ] (Origa) He is certainly kind. (Kasha) He doesn't hesitate to kill those hostile to him, regardless of their standing or authority. Conversely, he is kind to those he calls family, the two slaves can also live life without discomfort. There is neither abuse nor sexual assault. Origa, sitting on the bed brushed her pale green hair. Combing her freshly-washed beautiful and lustrous hair, even Kasha of the same sex was charmed. Generally slaves are lucky if they can occasionally bathe with cold water. We can wash our bodies everyday with hot water, can also buy and use everyday necessities. Objectively seen, he's a kind master, thought Origa. [ But.... ] Something caught in Kasha's chest. Not complaining the slightest and thankful for the good treatment, Kasha frankly admired Hifumi's personality. Substantially different from those she encountered till now. [ What's wrong? ] [ Iya~, it's nothing. My weariness was easily relieved by resting while cleaning myself. ] Kasha showed Origa a smile, who seemed to hold goodwill towards Hifumi, while worrying pointlessly. [ It's time for bed. We have to expect Master's severe training starting tomorrow morning again. ] [ You're right. Have a good night. ] [ Good night. ] Somehow, her real worries lie in how not to hurt her best friend's feelings, Kasha prayed in her heart. The next day, Pajou, who was wearing a uniform, went to the dining room where three people were eating their breakfast. [ There is a report on the Marquis from a few days ago, is that fine? ] [ Yes. ] [ Excuse me then. ] Since Origa was sitting in front of Hifumi, Pajou naturally went to sit down on the vacant seat beside Hifumi. Pajou quickly confirmed that the surrounding people will not overhear her, she pulled the chair silently. [ A considerable number of documents in the Marquis' mansion were been burnt by the fire. But the documents that I salvaged revealed a lot of information. They're smugglers..... Actually, a trading company was established under a different name for that purpose. We are now investigating the premises of the trading company. ] During these past few days, the 3rd Knight's Corp and the Public Security Corp have been investigating together. they discovered a building a ways away from the commercial area of the royal capital,registered under this trading company. But when the combined force of both Corps entered the place, it was completely abandoned. [ So why did you intentionally tell me this? ] [ Because you were involved in this. Though the Marquis' attempted murder was stopped, the money made from smuggling was used for political maneuvering within the Imperial Court. The Marquis' son...... The knight that you killed during the audience with the King, was able to enter the Imperial Knights Corp at a young age. A position that brings them closer to the royal family, and used their wealth on the nobles to create a large faction. ] To be acquainted with the royal family like that, "A young excellent knight with good family background, betrothed to the imperial princess" is what they were getting around to. If a problem in succession should arise, they'd appeal to the person sitting on the throne for a child, they really planned this for the long haul. Acknowledging it to that extent, there is a possibility to politically manipulate the maternal relatives of the royal family Having their grand scheme with the King summoning the hero collapse as a result of killing the son, who is also knight. They aimed at taking revenge on Hifumi. [ Hmm, if it's like that, those within the high-ranking nobles must be dealt inconspicuously. Collect evidence from the officials to arrest them and be done with it. Announce publicly that the Marquis died from an illness, and the knight had an accident during training. ] However, the investigation for anyone connected to the trading company have been pushed through, it has been discovered that the scale of the simple smuggling operation is a problem. [ The amount of money involved is too big. They were able to secretly move goods of staggeringly huge value back and forth. To make matters worse, there is no information on the individuals that buys through the trading company. Furthermore thanks to the company, all the items sold have been settled already. The purchases seem to have influenced the founding of the trading company. ] Thereupon, Pajou turned to Origa and Kasha. [ Origa-san and Kasha-san isn't it. Before becoming slaves, have you two done any work regarding a jewel called "Aqua Sapphire"? ] magic To Pajou's question, Origa's body twitched. Kasha looked sharply at Pajou. [ .....Indeed, we received the task of transporting a jewel of such a name. However, that was merely by chance.] [ Pajou, stop this roundabout behavior. ] [ ......Understood. I will explain from the beginning. In addition, there is a request for adventurer Hifumi-san, from the Orsongrande kingdom. ] Facing Hifumi, Pajou began to explain with an earnest gaze. Listening to Pajou's explanation and telling her they would reply to the request the next day, Hifumi, Origa and Kasha gathered in Origa and Kasha's room. [ So, this matter about this "Aqua Sapphire" is the source of your debts, and the reason you are slaves. ] [ Yes... ] After listening to Pajou's explanation Origa had a brooding expression on her face. Sitting next to her, Kasha grasped Origa's shoulder, eyes downcast. The details of the Knight Corps' investigation were told to them. Origa and Kasha had received a request to safely transport "Aqua Sapphire", an expensive jewel among the nobles from a craftsman. Since there were a large number of adventurers who wanted the request, in order to travel comfortably to other towns and sightsee, the guild did a recommendation. The Aqua Sapphire is a speciality of Orsongrande's, and without the Royal family's permission, it is forbidden to carry it outside the country. Because of it's extraordinarily high price, from the time it is collected, processed and then sold, reporting its whereabouts is essential. Ordinary thieves do not aim for it since selling it outside the country is not easy, as it can be easily traced. Origa and Kasha were carrying the Aqua Sapphire to the destination town with their documents being verified by soldiers at various stops along the highway, over the period of some days. The client was supposed to be at the destination town according to the craftsman. However, upon entering the town and checking the artisan's wooden box, there was no Aqua Sapphire inside. Naturally, the client was angry and Origa and Kasha had to pay compensation, but it was not an amount an ordinary adventurer could pay.The payment deadline passed, and they ended up as slaves. [ The moment it was decided that we would be slaves, the client was laughing unpleasantly.At that moment, we realised.... ] Kasha sighed, letting out a self-mocking laugh. [ The client at that time, a guy called Beirevura seemed to be a representative of the firm related to the Marquis. ] It was said that the destination town was managed by a viscount affiliated with the Marquis' faction. Most likely, the soldiers received orders from the Marquis to extract the Aqua Sapphire at a checkpoint while entering the town. If multiple soldiers were accomplices, then it could not be helped. According to the information, it was a very simple trap to set up. Origa and Kasha were caught magnificently. The documents recovered from the Marquis's home confirmed that the Marquis' company was going to take the missing Aqua Sapphire to Vichy. It was here that Origa and Kasha's names came up. [ In short, a crime was fabricated for the missing jewel, which was taken out of the country behind the scenes. ] Beirevura was going to Vichy using the permit with the Marquis' signature on it. The Knight Corps network extended only until the Vichy border, and they could not act beyond without possibly antagonizing the other country, so any result was dubious at best. [ And I can unexpectedly help this country since I have permission to leave, and work there as an adventurer. ] Originally, someone from the Knights should go, but there is no way to explain a knight coming from another country. If it's Hifumi, it is possible since it is not uncommon for adventurers to cross borders for work. Even though he has a peerage, that title is not used in other countries. This was requested to the guild, and they nominated HIfumi, who understood that it was an appeal from the country without any tricks. [ Well then, what to do. ] On that note, the incident involving Strauss of Horant momentarily came to mind, but was left aside as it was not as important as the Vichy situation. Unable to decide where to go, Hifumi thought of this opportunity as a good chance to explore Vichy. The kingdom will prepare a horse and carriage. He wanted to fight other people as well, not just ones from Orsongrande. [ For the two of you, it's an opportunity for revenge, how about it? ] When Hifumi asked the question, Origa, who had fallen silent at the beginning, sitting on the floor bowed her head. [ Master, please forgive me for saying such a selfish thing. If it is possible, the chance to take revenge....] Not waiting for Hifumi's reaction, Origa began to talk as though a dam had burst. [ At that time, if I had not rushed Kasha and confirmed the contents of the box properly.... Because of me, Kasha got dragged in. I have never forgotten that moment. Receiving weapons from master, being instructed in fighting, practising, all thanks to master. To compensate, even if master kills me, I will not regret it. So please let me take revenge. ] [ Origa, you still cared about that thing.... I never regretted pairing with you! I have never held you as responsible for what happened that time..... ] Seeing Origa crying her eyes out, Kasha was unable to hold back her own tears. To Kasha sitting on the floor and earnestly asking while lowering her head, Hifumi said [ Origa, tell me clearly. ] [ This is my revenge. Without it, everything is meaningless.] [ It is .....our revenge, Origa. ] [ Kasha..... ] [ Hmm..... Well then, shall we go? To Vichy. ] Towards the master's decision, Origa lowered her head again, but to the next words, their eyes became dots. [ Personal battles stack up good experience. ] [ Ee? Experience...? ] Seeing the bewildered Origa, Hifumi stood up and laughed. [ Put simply, the culprits causing trouble for my slaves are the ones pulling the strings. Others will come to try and kill you to tie up loose ends. Feel free to kill them without reserve. ] [ For a hidden investigation to go smoothly, causing a disturbance...... ] Kasha inadvertently retorted. [ In one week, I will drive in the basics of personal combat. Origa, review the use of the shuriken and magic carefully. I will also coach Kasha very strictly. Also, we have to prepare for travel, we'll be very busy!] Hifumi left the room first to start preparing, the two watching him leave in blank amazement.
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154.Desert Rose ๆททไนฑใ™ใ‚‹ๅŸŽใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใจใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฏ่ชฐใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่ชฐใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‚ช่‡ญใงๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸไธกๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ…ตใŒ้‹ใณๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ๆญป่€…ใฏๅ‡บใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡็ชๅ…ฅ็ต„ใ‚‚ๅŸŽๅค–ใง่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ๅ›žๅŽใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใ‚‚ไบŒ้šŽใ‹ใ‚‰้‹ใณๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚ดใ‚ฟใ‚ดใ‚ฟใ‚’ใ‚ˆใใซใ€ไธ‰้šŽใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚ŠใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฏใ€ๆ‚ ใ€…ใจๅŸŽไธ‹็”บใธใจๆญฉใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็”บใฎไบบใ€…ใ‚‚้ฟ้›ฃๅ…ˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆปใฃใฆใใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไฝฟ็”จไบบใ‚‚ใžใ‚ใžใ‚ใจๅŸŽใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ—ฉใใ‚‚ๅ•†ๅบ—ใ‚’ๅ†้–‹ใ—ใ€ๅ‘ผใณ่พผใฟใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใใพใ—ใ„ๅ•†ไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ้ฃŸใ„็‰ฉใงใ‚‚่ฒทใฃใฆใ„ใใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใจๅ…Ž่€ณใจ่ƒธใ‚’ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ่ตฐใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏใ€ๆ•ดใฃใŸๅฎนๅงฟใจ็ใ—ใ„็ฃไบบๆ—ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€่ก—ไธญใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ไธ€่บซใซ้›†ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ…ต้šŠใ•ใ‚“ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตๆง˜ใธใฎไผ่จ€ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€‚ใ”่‹ฆๅŠดใ€ ใŸใฃใŸไธ€่จ€ใ€‚็Ÿญใ„ใญใŽใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ“ใฎๅฐใ•ใชใ‚ณใƒŸใƒฅใƒ‹ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใงใ‚‚ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆฑ‚ใ‚ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ“ใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไธปไบบใฎๅŽšๆ„ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่ฒดๅฅณใซใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใง็ง˜ๆ›ธๅฎ˜ใจใ—ใฆใฎๅœฐไฝใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใญใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒไผใˆใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏๅ›ฐใ‚Š้ก”ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ......โ€œ็ง˜ๆ›ธโ€ใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใญ......ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใŒไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ง˜ๆ›ธๅฎ˜ใจใ„ใ†ๅœฐไฝใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใคใ„ไปŠใ—ใŒใŸไฝœใฃใŸใƒใ‚นใƒˆใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎ่‚ฉๆ›ธใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ‚’ๅฐ‚ๅฑžใง่กŒใ†ใƒใ‚ธใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚„ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้›‘็”จใ‚’ไปปใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใซใจใฃใฆใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฟ‘ใใงๅƒใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒ้‡่ฆใงใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใชใฉไบŒใฎๆฌกใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜! ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€‚ใŠๆŽขใ—ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ไฝฟ็”จไบบๆœใ‚’ใใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏใ€ๅ„ช้›…ใซไธ€็คผใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใพใฃใ™ใใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ ใ€ใŠๅ‰?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅŸŽๅ‹คใ‚ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใจ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณๆง˜ใฎใŠไธ–่ฉฑใ‚’ๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใไฝฟ็”จไบบใฎไธ€ไบบใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใง? ......้ฌฑ้™ถใ—ใ„ใปใฉๆฎบๆฐ—ใ‚’ใพใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใŸ็†็”ฑใ‚’ใ€็ดๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹็†็”ฑใ‚’่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ ๅฏพๅณ™ใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ€็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒ้‡ใใ€ๅ†ทใŸใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็Šถๆณใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๅนณ็„ถใจใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้‰„ๆ‰‡ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’็บใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใฎ่ฉฑใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚็งใฏใŸใ ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณๆง˜ใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใธไผ่จ€ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅ‚ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใง......ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“......ใ“ใ“ใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใฏไผ่จ€ใ‚’ใ—ใซใใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใ‚จใƒ—ใƒญใƒณใฎๅ†…ๅดใซ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไป•่พผใ‚€ใฎใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฏใ‚จใƒ—ใƒญใƒณใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใจใจใ‚‚ใซ็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใฏใ€็ดฐใ„่…•ใซใ—ใฆใฏ้€Ÿใ„ใจ่จ€ใˆใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใซใฏ้ ใๅŠใฐใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฎๅฐใ•ใชๅณๆ‰‹ใ”ใจๅŒ…ใฟ่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŽดใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅค–ใธ้€ธใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใง้ฆ–ๅ…ƒใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใ€็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆใ€็„ก้€ ไฝœใซๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใ€‚ ใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅฎนๅงฟใซไผผใคใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใใชใ„ๅซใณๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆไธƒ่ปขๅ…ซๅ€’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹้™ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใฏใ€้’ใ–ใ‚ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใฏๆ€ชใ—ใ„่€…ใฏใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ˜็‹ฌใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซใ€ใ€Œใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ใจ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚็ต„็น”็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใซใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๅˆบๅฎขใŒใŠ็ฒ—ๆœซใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ่‹ฆใ—ใฟๆ‚ถใˆใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ใคใ ใ‘็ญ”ใˆใ‚ใ€‚ไฟบใ‚’ๆฎบใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ไฝ•ใฎใŸใ‚ใ ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฏๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใชใŒใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ•ใฃใๅๅ‰ใŒๅ‡บใŸใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใซ่žใใ‹ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ดกใๅ‰ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ๆ‰‹ใซๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใ€‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใŒใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฃใฆๅฅดใŒ่ชฐใ‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’่ชฟในใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ไฟบใฏใใ“ใฎ้ฃฏๅฑ‹ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œไบ†่งฃใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใจใ‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซใฏ่žใใชใ‚ˆใ€‚้ขๅ€’ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ็ฟŒๆ—ฅใซใฏๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒ็”จๆ„ใ—ใŸ้ซ˜็ดšๅฎฟใง็›ฎใ‚’่ฆšใพใ—ใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใง่บซไฝ“ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹! ใŠ่บซไฝ“ใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ้šไผดใฎไพๅฅณใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚Šใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ€‚......ๆนฏใ‚’ๆตดใณใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใใซใ”็”จๆ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏๆง˜ใธใ”้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๅคงๅค‰ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใฎใง......ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ๅฝผใซใ‚‚ๅฟƒ้…ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ไปŠใฏใพใ ใŠๆ˜ผใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใจไธ€ๆ™‚้–“ใปใฉใงใŠๆ˜ผใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใ€ ่–„ใ„้ƒจๅฑ‹็€ใ‚’่„ฑใŽๆจใฆใ€ๆนฏใ‚ใฟใฎใŸใ‚ใฎใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใซ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใพใŸๅคฑๆ…‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€ใจๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒ้‡ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ไฝ“่ชฟใŒไธ‡ๅ…จใงใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ๅฟƒ้…ใฏไธ่ฆใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๆ›ธ้กžใซใฏ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใŒ......ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ˜ผ้คใฎใ‚ใจใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ‹›ๅพ…็Šถใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ธ้ขใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ใใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใซ้ฉšใ„ใฆๆ…ŒใฆใฆๅŸŽใ‚’่จชใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ไธๅˆฉใชๆก็ด„ใ‚’ๆๆกˆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€ ้ ญใŒใใ‚‰ใใ‚‰ใ—ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ใจใŠใฉใ‘ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซใ€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎใ”ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅˆฉ็›ŠใŒ็„กใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒไฝœๆˆใ—ใŸ่‰ๆกˆใซใฏใ€ไธกๅ›ฝใฎ่ขซๅฎณใซใคใ„ใฆใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ่ฃœๅ„Ÿใชใฉใ‚’่ซ‹ๆฑ‚ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใจใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ ผๅฎ‰ใง้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใ‚’่ž้€šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็ขบ็ด„ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๆœŸ้™ใ‚„ๆ•ฐ้‡ใฎไธŠ้™ใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅณไฝใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“็ถšใใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ในใฆใฏใ€่ฒดๅ›ฝใจใฎ็น‹ใŒใ‚Šใ‚’ไฟใคใŸใ‚ใจใ€ไฝ™่จˆใช็–‘ใ„ใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€็งใŸใกใŒ้–‹็™บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใฏใ€ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใฏใ‚ใ‚Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ‹ใชใ‚Š้€ฒๅฑ•ใ—ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ไปŠๅ›žใ”ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸใŠ็คผใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ ใกใ‚ƒใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใŒใ‚ฆใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใซใ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงๆˆฆ้—˜่กŒ็‚บใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใงๅฟƒๅŠดใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใใ“ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใงๆก็ด„ใ‚’็ตใฐใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ™ใใซๅฅ‘็ด„ๆ›ธใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‰ใ›ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๆ–‡ๅฎ˜ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณใ€่‰ๆกˆใ‚’ๆธ…ๆ›ธใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏใ€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็Ž‹ใจใ—ใฆ่ฝใก็€ใๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๅคงๅค‰ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ๅคšใใฎๅ‘ฝใŒๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏๆฎ‹ๅฟตใงใ™ใŒ......็งใŒๆˆดๅ† ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎๅฐ่ฑกไป˜ใ‘ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆˆดๅ† ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฎ้จ’ไนฑใ‚’ๅนณๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅŠŸ็ธพใ‚’่ฒฐใˆใพใ—ใŸใ—......ใ€ ็Ž‹ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใฏๆญปๅพŒใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒ็ฝชใ‚’ๅ•ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฎถๆ—ใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใฆๅ้€†่€…ใจใใฎไธ€ๆ—ใฏๅŽณใ—ใๅ‡ฆ็ฝฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใ ใจใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฏ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใพใŸใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ผใƒ ใซๅพ“ใฃใŸ่€…ใŸใกใฏใ€ไธ€้ƒจไฝๆฐ‘ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็ฝชใ‚’็Šฏใ—ใŸ่€…ไปฅๅค–ใฏใ€็„ก็ฝชๆ”พๅ…ใจใชใฃใฆๅ…ƒใฎ้ƒจ็ฝฒใธๆˆปใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€็•ช่ฟทๆƒ‘ใ‚’่’™ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅŸŽใงๅƒใไฝฟ็”จไบบใŸใกใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๆฒนใฏใชใ‹ใชใ‹่ฝใกใชใ„ใ—ใ€่‡ญใ„ใ‚‚ใพใ ๅ–ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏไธ€้šŽใฏ้šŽๆฎตไปฅๅค–ใฏ้–‰้Ž–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๅŠดใฃใฆใ•ใ—ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใŠ็ตฆ้‡‘ใฎใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅคงๅˆ‡ใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใใกใ‚“ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆ่ฉ•ไพกใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅคงๅˆ‡ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œ่‚ใซ้Š˜ใ˜ใฆใŠใใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใจใ”ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ€ใ”้žญๆ’ปใฎใปใฉใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€‚็ฒพ้€ฒใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ—ใญใ€ ๅคงใ’ใ•ใช่บซๆŒฏใ‚Šใง้ ผใฟ่พผใ‚€ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅจ˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‰ใถใฃใŸใƒใƒผใ‚บใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ—ใฆใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ่€ใˆๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใšใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ’Œใ‚„ใ‹ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆน›ใˆใŸๅฎคๅ†…ใซใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎไพๅฅณใŒ้ง†ใ‘่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้จ’ใŒใ—ใ„ใญใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹?ใ€ ๆฏใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸไพๅฅณใŒใ€่ƒธๅ…ƒใซๆŠฑใใ—ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใƒกใƒขใ‚’ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใธใจๆ‰‹ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ›ใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€่ฒฌไปป่€…ใ‚’ใ“ใ“ใธๅ‘ผใถใ‚ˆใ†ใซไผใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ๅ†ใณๆ—ฉ่ถณใงๅ‡บใฆใ„ใไพๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใซๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใงๅ†…ไนฑ......ใ„ใˆใ€ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฏ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใจใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎ้–“ใงใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใƒใƒซใ‚ฌใƒซใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆๆจกใŒใพใ‚‹ใง้•ใ†ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚ๅœฐๆ–น้ƒฝๅธ‚ไธ€ใคใŒ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใ—ใŸ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅฐๅ›ฝใŒใ€้ƒฝๅธ‚้€ฃๅˆๅ›ฝๅฎถใซๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒ......ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฎ้ฆ–้•ทใฏไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ใฒใจใคใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใฏไฝ•ใ‹ๅผทๅŠ›ใชๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซใฏใ€ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒซใ‚ตใƒณใŒๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชๆˆฆๅŠ›ใงใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ไพต้ฃŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๆŒใคใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏ่ฆช็ˆถใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใซ้š ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใใ‹......ใ€ ๆ—…ๆ”ฏๅบฆใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ›ใŸใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใŒใ€่ทใ‚’็ฉใ‚“ใ ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซ้ฆฌใ‚’ใคใชใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŒใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ ?ใ€ ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’่‚ฉใซๆ‹…ใ„ใ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ใ‹......ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใ€ใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใช?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏๅฐใ•ใช่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใพใพๅ…ฑใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ‰ฑใ„ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใซใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฎ้ก”ใŒใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“้’ใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใซ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ?ใ€ ๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้‰„ใฎๆ–ใ‚’ใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซๆ‰“ใกไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ€็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„! ไฟบใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅ‘ฝใ˜ใฆใชใ„!ใ€ ๆฃ’ใฎๅ…ˆใ‚’ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฎๅ–‰ใธๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‘ฝใ˜ใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ„ใคใฏโ€œไฟบใŒใ„ใชใใชใ‚ŒใฐใŠๅ‰ใŒๅŸŽใซๅธฐใ‚Œใ‚‹โ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅ‘ฝใ˜ใฆใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅŒ‚ใ‚ใ›ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใช......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ้•ใ†! ใ“ใ„ใคใŒๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใ‚„ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†!ใ€ ๅฟ…ๆญปใงๅฆๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใฏใŒใ—ใ€ไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซ่ปขใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅฅณใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใŒ......ใŠๅ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†ไบ‹ใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใŸ่ฒฌไปปใฏใ“ใ„ใค่‡ช่บซใซๅ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใชใ„ใจใชใ€ ้‡ใ„้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๆŒใคๆ–ใŒใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฎ่…นใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใฏ......ใ—ใ€ใ—ใ€็œŸๅฎŸใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†่‰ฏใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†! ๅธฐใฃใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„? ใ“ใ„ใคใฏใŠๅ‰ใฎๅฅณใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ่…ฐใŒๆŠœใ‘ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏ็ซ‹ใจใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ„ใคใ‚‚ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใฎไธ€ไบบใ ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚’ๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฎ้‚ธๅฎ…ใพใงๆŠผใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใฆใ€ไฝฟ็”จไบบใ‚‚ๆฎบใ—ใ‚„ใŒใฃใŸใ€‚้ ญใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใธใธใ€ใจใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏ็‹‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅฏๆ„›ใ„้ก”ใ—ใฆใŸใ—ใ€ไฟบใฎ่จ€ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’็ด ็›ดใซไฟกใ˜ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใจใ‚“ใ ใƒใ‚บใƒฌๅฅณใ ใฃใŸใœใ€‚ไฟบใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซๆฎบใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€้€†ใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ !ใ€ ๆๆ€–ๅฟƒใ‚’ใ”ใพใ‹ใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎ่™šๅ‹ขใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏๅฅณๆ€งใ‚’ๅฃ่ชฌใใจใใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใŠๅ‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎๆˆฆใ„ใงๅฐ†่ปใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŒใ€ไบบใŒๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ๅฟƒๅบ•ใŒใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏใฉใ†ๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ†ใ‡?ใ€ ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใŒใ€ไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็›ฎใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚้ ญใ‚’ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใพใพใ€็›ฎใ ใ‘ใ‚’ใ‚ฎใƒงใƒญใƒชใจๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณๆง˜......ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ“ใ„ใคใ‚’โ€œๆฎบใ—ใŸโ€ใชใ‚“ใฆไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใž?ใ€ ใซใ‚„ใฃใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ€‚ ๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่…นใ‚’็ชใ‹ใ‚Œใฆ่ฆš้†’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฎๆœฌๅฟƒใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚“ใช......ใ€ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใŒใ€ใใฃใจใ‚จใƒ—ใƒญใƒณใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใ‚’ๆŠผใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใซใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ€‚ ใใฃใจๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ๆœชใ ใซๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใพใพใฎใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใธใจ่ฟ‘ไป˜ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€้•ใ†ใ‚“ใ ! ๅ›ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใ‚’็–‘ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใใฎใ€็ŠถๆณใŒ่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ€ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ€ๆ„›ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฏใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณๆง˜ใฎ่ปใฏๆ•—ๅŒ—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใŠๅŸŽใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๅ…ตใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใฏๅฅด้šทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅƒใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณๆง˜ใฎๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅคšๅˆ†ใซๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ‚’ๅซใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ‚ๆญฃใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใซไธ€ๅคชๅˆ€ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใง็งใจๆœ€ๆœŸใ‚’......ใ€ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ€ใจใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฎ่…•ใŒๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ่†ใŒ้œ‡ใˆใ€ๅพŒใšใ•ใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆบ€่ถณใซใงใใชใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใฎใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏใ€้™ฝใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅๅฐ„ใ™ใ‚‹ๅˆƒๅ…ˆใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ›ใšใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใ‚‚ใ™ใใซๅพŒใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใŠ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆฎฟ! ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œ! ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰!ใ€ ๆ‡‡้ก˜ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ–ใ‚’้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŽ็ดใธๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ™......ใ€ ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ™ๅทฆ็›ฎใซใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใŒ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ นๅ…ƒใพใงใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๆฝœใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ็ดฐ่บซใฎๅˆƒใฏใ€ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใ†ใซใฏๅ……ๅˆ†ใช้•ทใ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใšใ‚‹ใ‚Šใ€ใจๅ€’ใ‚Œไผใ—ใŸใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใงใฏใ€ ็›ฎ็Ž‰ใ”ใจๅผ•ใๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฏใ€ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚Šๆง˜ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ็Œ›็„ถใจ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใŒ็‹‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ–šใใชใŒใ‚‰็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็›ฎ็Ž‰ไป˜ใใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฑŠใใ“ใจใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่…ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸๆŠœใๆ‰“ใกใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใŒใ€ใšใฃใจ้€Ÿใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆƒœใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆฎบๆฐ—ใ‚’้š ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่ฟ‘ใใพใงๆฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ ไธกๆ–ญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ดฐใ„่…ฐใ€‚ ไธ‹ๅŠ่บซใฏใใฎๅ ดใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไธŠๅŠ่บซใฏใ€ใพใ ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณ......ใ•......ใพ......ใ€ ใšใ‚‹ใšใ‚‹ใจ่…•ใ ใ‘ใงใ€่…ธใ‚’ๅผ•ใใšใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฎๆญปไฝ“ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฎๆ‰‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‹ใƒผใƒณใฎ้ ฌใ‚’ใฒใจๆ’ซใงใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆบ€่ถณใ—ใŸๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚ฃใฎๅ‘ฝใฏๅฐฝใใŸใ€‚
Chapter 154: Desert Rose At the time when they left the chaotic castle, Hifumi, Origa and Viine weren't questioned by anyone, or rather, they weren't seen by anyone. Horant's soldiers of both factions, who fainted due to the stench, are carried out by Orsongrande's soldiers. There aren't any casualties, but there's a great number of those who have nightmares. Orsongrande's raid party, which is scattered about outside the castle, is retrieved and the fainted soldiers of Fokalore are carried out from the second floor as well. Having said that, Hifumi's group, which jumped down from the third floor into the disorder outside, started to leisurely walk towards the castle town. The city's people are coming back from the previous evacuation, and the servants are heading to the castle in groups, too. Reopening the stalls as early as possible, there also were resolute merchants who have started calling out to potential customers. "Shall we go buy some suitable food?" (Hifumi) "Yes, let's do that." (Origa) Viine rushes over to Hifumi who walks while leading Origa. Viine, who runs with her rabbit ear and breasts wobbling, gathered the attention down-town due to the people there encountering a rare beastman with a well-featured face and figure. "I have passed on the verbal message for Alyssa-sama to a soldier-san of Fokalore." (Viine) "Okay, good work." (Hifumi) No more than a brief comment. Those were short words of gratitude, but Viine was happy even with this small communication. What she wished for is here. "Thanks to my husband's kindness, it has been decided that you will be granted the position of a minister's secretary in Fokalore. Please do your best, okay?" (Origa) Viine has a troubled expression toward the words she was told by Origa. , what's that?" (Viine) "So I have to start from there..." (Origa) The position of minister's secretary, which was given to Viine, was a post Hifumi created moments ago. It sounds as if it's quite the title, but in short it's no more than her being entrusted with odd jobs, which were done by Origa and Caim, while being in a position of working as exclusive assistant of Hifumi. However, for Viine it's essential to be able to work close to Hifumi. Something like the details of the job comes second. "Thank you very much, master! I will work hard at it!" (Viine) "Well, it will be fine if you handle it properly." (Hifumi) "Hifumi-sama, I looked for you." The girl, who wore the clothes of a servant, bows elegantly and looks straight into Hifumi's eyes.magic "Who are you?" (Hifumi) "I have the privilege of serving in the castle. I'm called Levi. I'm one of the servants who has been in charge of Tannin-sama's care." (Levi) "I see. So...? I wonder whether you can have me hear an agreeable reason for having approached me while scattering an irritating level of blood thirst." (Hifumi) Hifumi's surrounding, which confronts her, becomes freezing and the air turns heavy. Origa, who is used to such situations, is calm, no, grasping the iron-ribbed fan, she is clad in the same air as Hifumi. Viine made sure to not become a hindrance for Hifumi and Origa by taking some distance. "W-What are you talking about? Being requested to pass a verbal message to you, Hifumi-sama, from Tannin-sama, I just came to..." (Levi) "Humph... do the maids in this place hide a dagger inside their apron while coming to give a verbal message?" (Hifumi) Before Hifumi finishes his question, Levi took out a knife from the chest part of her apron. The dagger's point, which was pushed out alongside her yell to encourage herself, could be called fast for her slender arms, but even so it falls short of injuring Hifumi. Hifumi, who seized Levi's small right hand as if wrapping it up, restrained the bottom of her neck with his left hand while averting the dagger's point to the side. Using the force of the pushed out hand just like that, he casually pulls her right hand. Hifumi coldly lowered his eyes at Levi who tosses herself about in great pain while raising a scream that doesn't befit her adorable appearance. "W-What did you do?" (Viine) Viine, who approached timidly, had a pale expression. "I only dislocated her shoulder a bit." (Hifumi) "There are no suspicious people in the vicinity. It seems she acted by herself, Hifumi-sama." (Origa) He answers Origa's report with [I guessed so] . She was far too ill-prepared for an assassin considering those do it systematically. He grabs the neck of the suffering and agonizing Levi. "Just answer one thing. What's the purpose of you having tried to kill me?" (Hifumi) Due to Hifumi's question, Levi tries to no match his line of sight while revealing her tears. "Then, were you asked by Tannin whose name came up earlier?" (Hifumi) Levi started to say something, but the hand, which grasps her neck, was filled with strength before she spoke the words. "Origa, Viine, sorry, but please investigate who this Tannin guy is and where he is. I will be in the restaurant over there." (Hifumi) "Understood." (Origa) "Ah, don't ask the surroundings of Nelgal or Imeraria. It's obvious that it will become troublesome." (Hifumi) Imeraria, who recovered the next day, woke up in the high-class inn which was prepared by Nelgal, and sat up on top of the bed. "Your Majesty! Is your body alright?" The attending maid rushed over to Imeraria and called out to her uneasily. "Yes, I'm okay. ... Though I'd like to bath in hot water." (Imeraria) "I will have it prepared right away. And, is it alright for me to contact Sabnak-sama? Since he was very worried..." "Yes. I ended up having caused him to worry as well. Is it currently still noon?" (Imeraria) "It will become noon after around one more hour, Your Majesty." Throwing off the thin dressing gown, Imeraria was depressed thinking "Though I believe your physical condition to no be perfect yet..." "Your worry is unnecessary. Rather than that, I was able to look over this document, but... is that alright?" (Imeraria) After the luncheon, Imeraria, who received a written invitation from Nelgal, checked the letter which was delivered in addition, and visited the castle in a hurry after being surprised about its details. "By no means do I want to believe that you have proposed a treaty which is disadvantageous for yourself." (Imeraria) Nelgal showed a smile at Imeraria who played the fool with "It seems my head feels dizzy." "It means that we got this much assistance from you. Besides, it doesn't mean that there's no profit for our side." (Nelgal) The contents of the draft created by Nelgal firmly promised the lending of magic tools from Horant for cheap and that neither side will try to claim reparation from either side regarding the damages to both countries. Moreover, the time limit and the upper limit of the quantity is intended to continue for the period of Imeraria's reign. "Everything is for the sake of preserving a connection with your country and to avoid being doubted unnecessarily. Besides, the magic tools, which have been developed by us, well, how to say it, are like that, but since we have progressed quite a bit thanks to Hifumi-san, they also serve as thanks for having received your help this time." (Nelgal) "It's shrewd, I guess", Nelgal winks. Having been worried whether he is fearing that it would cause domestic fights due to those circumstances, Imeraria was relieved. "Then I will gladly accept concluding a treaty in this shape." (Imeraria) "Thank you very much. Let us create a written contract right away." (Nelgal) Nelgal, who called a civil official and ordered them to make a clean copy of the draft, began to completely stabilize as a king. "Honestly, it was a great disaster. It's regrettable that many lives ended up lost, but... I have nothing more impressive to my record than getting crowned. I was able to obtain the achievement of suppressing the domestic disturbances at the same time..." (Nelgal) "It has been decided that Kuzemu will be accused of the crime of having sent soldiers against the king though it's post-mortem. The rebels, including their families, and their relatives are scheduled to be punished severely", Nelgal explained. Also, the people who followed Kuzemu, except those who committed crimes against parts of the citizens, would be given back their former posts after being acquitted. "The ones who suffered the most troubles are the servants working in the castle. The oil doesn't come off easily. The stench hasn't disappeared yet either. I decided to lockout the first floor, except for the stairs, for a while." (Nelgal) "It's something you have to properly reward them for. The matter of wages is important, but I believe it's indispensable to acknowledge their value after examining them accurately." (Imeraria) "I shall engrave it into my heart. Please treat me well from now on as well by offering me various guidance and encouragement." (Nelgal) "Yes. Please resolve yourself for it." (Imeraria) Due to Nelgal requesting it earnestly with exaggerated gestures, Imeraria takes a posture of acting self-important like a noble's daughter. After a short while they burst into laughter as they couldn't endure it any longer. A single maid rushed into the room which was filled with a harmonious mood. "How noisy. Did something happen?" (Nelgal) The out-of-breath maid held her chest and handed a memo to Nelgal. "... I see. Got it. Call one of the soldiers and tell them to get the person in charge to this place." (Nelgal) Seeing off the maid who once again leaves with a quick pace, Imeraria asks Nelgal, "Did something happen?" (Imeraria) "A civil war in Vichy... no, Pearsan went independent. It seems battle broke out between Vichy and Pearsan." (Nelgal) Imeraria tilted her head to the side due to Nelgal's words. "Isn't the scale completely different? I can't believe that a small country with around one independent provincial city is able to win against a city alliance state, but... what is the head of Pearsan thinking?" (Imeraria) "I don't know. But there's one thing I do know. Apparently Pearsan obtained some powerful weapon." (Nelgal) In the report was written that Pearsan is encroaching upon Vichy with overwhelming military might. "I guess I will last for a while with this. Shall I hide in father's territory for the time being...?" (Tannin) Tannin, who finished the preparations, ties a horse to the carriage loaded with the baggage. "You are Tannin, aren't you?" "Who's there?" (Tannin) The one who called out to him was Hifumi who shouldered Levi's body. "You, huh...? In addition, Levi, is it?" (Tannin) "This one?" (Hifumi) Having Levi's body thrown at him by Hifumi, Tannin collapsed together with her small body while holding her. Due to Levi not moving with a twitch even when receiving such treatment, Tannin's face pales rapidly. "Mentioning your name, she turned a dagger against me. What's that about?" (Hifumi) While indifferently looking down on them, Hifumi hits the ground with a steel staff he took out unnoticed. "I-I don't know! I haven't ordered her anything!" (Tannin) He pressed the staff's end against Tannin's throat. . Even if you haven't ordered her, it can be interpreted as you hinting her towards it, but..." (Hifumi) "It's different! That's probably something that fellow did selfishly!" (Tannin) Tearing off Levi's body from atop Tannin, who frantically denied ((the accusation)), she turned over with her facing upwards. "This woman has only lost her consciousness, but... if what you say is true, I have to make her suffer the consequences of having attacked me." (Hifumi) A heavy sound reverberates. Hifumi struck Levi's abdomen with the staff he holds. "Ha, haha... I-I-If you understood the truth, it's probably alright by now! Please go back!" (Tannin) "What's so funny? This one was your woman, wasn't she?" (Hifumi) Did his waist give in? Tannin doesn't even try to stand up. "That one is also one amongst many. What did she misunderstand? Intruding into my mansion, she even killed my servant. She's insane." (Tannin) Tanning laughs with a "Hehe" as if he went mad. "I just called out to her because she obediently believed what I told her and because she had a slightly cute face, but she was an unthinkably messed up woman. If you kill her in my stead, I will be thankful to you in reverse!" (Tannin) A bluff to gloss over his fear? Tannin's words are smoother than at the time when he seduces a woman. "... You, it seems you were the general in the battle some time ago, but are you unable to differentiate whether a person dies or not?" (Hifumi) "I feel completely disappointed", Hifumi shakes his head. "What do you think, Levi?" (Hifumi) "... Ue?" Once Tannin shifted his attention to Levi who has collapsed while facing upward, her eyes were completely open. While turning her head this way, only her eyes face him with a stinging glare. "Tannin-sama... why...?" (Levi) "Hasn't he told me something like to Hifumi smirks. The fainted Levi woke up from being stabbed in the abdomen by Hifumi. And then she heard Tannin's real feelings. "S-Such a..." (Tannin) Standing up slowly, Levi gently grasps the part of her apron below her chest. She ascertains the sensation of the knife being there. Holding the knife which she took out quietly, she approaches Tannin who is still sitting. "T-This is different! I never doubted your feelings, but this is, with words I was induced to say by this situation, it's the truth that I l-l-love you!" (Tannin) "Thank you very much." (Levi) Levi smiles sweetly. "Your army was defeated, Tannin-sama. The surroundings of the castle are constantly filled with Orsongrande's soldiers and the soldiers of Horant are made to work like slaves. That's not a place where you belong anymore, Tannin-sama..." (Levi) This contains substantial misunderstandings, but Hifumi doesn't correct her. is what I thought, but I ended up failing. Therefore, your last moment ((will be)) together with me here..." (Levi) Grasping the knife, Levi raises her arm slowly overhead. "P-Please stop!" (Tannin) Tannin, who is in a state where he can't retreat properly due to his knees trembling, couldn't avert his look from from the blade's edge reflecting the sun's light. "I shall follow after you right away. Resolve yourself." (Levi) "Hifumi-dono! Please save me! I will do anything!" (Tannin) Ignoring his appeal, Hifumi tosses the staff into his darkness storage. "Sav-..." (Tannin) The knife pierces into his left eye which is shedding tears. The thin blade, which slipped in fully until the root, had apparently a sufficient length to steal his life. Tannin, who fell down with a dull sound, had properly died even after getting assessed by Hifumi. "... Then." (Levi) Levi, who grabbed the knife and extracted it together with the eyeball, turned around and fiercely rushed towards Hifumi. Despite howling as if she had gone crazy, the unleashed knife with the eyeball attached never reached Hifumi. The one attack by drawing his katana and attacking in the same stroke released from Hifumi's waist is too quick. "Regrettable. If you hid your blood thirst a little better, you might have come a bit closer." (Hifumi) Her slender waist was cut in two. The lower half of her body collapsed on the spot. The upper half is still alive. "Tannin...-sa...ma..." (Levi) She heads towards Tannin's corpse while dragging herself with just her arms and pulling along her guts. Levi's hand gently brushes Tannin's cheek. Releasing a satisfied smile, Levi's life came to an end.
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ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฎ่ฉฑใซใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚็ด ็›ดใซๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใซ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅนฒๆธ‰ใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใจใฎ่ก็ชใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ๅ„ชไฝใซใพใจใพใฃใŸใฎใฏๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆ้žๅธธใซๅคงใใ„ใƒกใƒชใƒƒใƒˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ›ฝใซใจใฃใฆใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฏ้‡่ทใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅฝผใฏใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใซใจใฃใฆใฎ่‹ฑ้›„ใจใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพๅฝผใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใŒๅข—ใˆใฆ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ€้ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšๅ›ฝใจใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใฏ้€†่ปขใ™ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ„ใˆใ€ๆ—ขใซๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚„ๆฐ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฟก้ ผใฎ้ขใง่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ฉ•ไพกใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใ‚’ๆŽ’้™คใ™ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใซใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ€ ็„ก็คผใ‚’ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใงใ€ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้ฎใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จใฆใฏใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„่ฉฑใงใ™ใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎๅ•†ๅทฅๆฅญใฎๅŸบ็คŽใ‚‚ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ๅœŸๅฐใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฎไบ‹ใ€‚ๅฝผใฎ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฏๆˆฆใ†ไบ‹ใฎใฟใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ€่€ƒใˆใ•ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่กŒใๆœซใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่ฒฌไปปใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ่ฒ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏ้‡ใ€…ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ™ใใซ่ฒดๆ–นใฎใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’ไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏใ€ใพใ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่บซใซ่ตทใใŸใ“ใจใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไธญใงๆ•ด็†ใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ็›ฎใ‚’ไผใ›ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ๆฏใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŒใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅคฑ็ญ–ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’้Žๅฐ่ฉ•ไพกใ—ใ€ใใฎ็ŸฅๆตใŒใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅƒใใฎใ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใใณใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ไป–ใชใ‚‰ใฌใ‚ใŸใใ—ใชใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚็งใ‚’ๅซใ‚ๅ…จใฆใฎๅฎถ่‡ฃใฏ้™›ไธ‹ใฎใŠๅฟƒใฎใพใพใซใŠไป•ใˆใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹้จŽๅฃซใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใธๆ‡บๆ‚”ใ‚’่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใŠไฝฟใ„ใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ™ใชใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ้™›ไธ‹ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ่€ƒใˆใ€่กŒๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๆถ™ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใจใฉใ‚ใ€ๅฐๅฐ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏ้ ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใจใฎ้ขไผšใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้€€ๅฎคใฎ้š›ใ€ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใŒๆœ€ๅพŒใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€Œๅฝผใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ๅฟ…่ฆใŒ็„กใใ€่‹ฑ้›„ใฎใพใพใง้€€ๅ ดใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ‚ใฎไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€่‰ฏใใŠ่€ƒใˆไธ‹ใ•ใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใŒใ€้ ญใซ็„ผใใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€็ฃไบบๅฅด้šทใ‚’่ฒทใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅๅพŒใฎไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒฌใƒ‹ใ‚‚ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚‚้€ฃใ‚Œใšใ€็Šฌ็ฃไบบใฎใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใฎใฟใ‚’ๆกˆๅ†…ใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไปฅๅ‰่žใ„ใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใงๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใจใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใชใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ‚„ใ™ใ€ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใŒๅทฎใ—ใŸๆ–นๅ‘ใฏใ€็ดฐใ„่ฃ่ทฏๅœฐใŒ็ถšใใ€ใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚„ๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๆฎ‹้ชธใŒ็ฉใฟไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ†ใ‚‰ใถใ‚ŒใŸ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไปฅๅ‰ใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๆฅใŸใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€่กŒใใžใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ›ใˆ! ใ„ใใชใ‚Šไบบ้–“ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช็›ฎใซใ‚ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ๅผ•ใใจใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใšใ‚“ใšใ‚“ใจใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎไธญใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ่ชฌๅพ—ใ‚’่ซฆใ‚ใฆใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚‚ๆ€ฅใ„ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ดฐใ„้€šใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅดฉใ‚ŒใŸๅปบ็‰ฉใŒ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๅปบ็‰ฉใŒไธฆใถไฝๅฎ…ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใซใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใใ€‚ใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฐใ‹ใŒไฝใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใŒๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅฏŸใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€่…ฐใซๅทฎใ—ใŸๅˆ€ใฎๆŸ„ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใงใƒˆใƒณใƒˆใƒณใจๅฉใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใชใๆญฉใใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใฃใกใ‚’็ชบใ†ใ ใ‘ใงๅ‡บใฆใ“ใชใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใชใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใŒ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆ•ใพใˆใซๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็ใ—ใใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ—ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใŸใฃใŸไธ€ไบบใฎไบบ้–“ใŒ็ฃไบบไธ€ไบบใ‚’้€ฃใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใจใ„ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฏใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€่ค‡ๆ•ฐใฎ็ฃไบบใŒ็พใ‚Œใฆไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€ใพใงใซใ€ๅคงใ—ใŸๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฑนใ‚„็†Šใชใฉใ€ๆง˜ใ€…ใช็ฃไบบใŒๅพ’ๅ…šใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ๅ‹•็‰ฉๅœ’ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใพใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใŒไธ€ไบบใงไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใซๆฅใŸใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใŒใ€้‡‘ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใฐๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฏใ—ใญใ‡ใ€ ็‰‡่…•ใ‚’็„กใใ—ใŸ่ฑนใฎ็ฃไบบใŒใ€ๅ‡„ใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹่ชฌๅพ—ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๅพฎๅฆ™ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€ใŒใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆฏใŒ่‡ญใ„ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ‰่นดใ‚Šใง่ฑน็ฃไบบใ‚’่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚็„กใๆ”พ็‰ฉ็ทšใ‚’ๆใ„ใฆ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸ่ฑน็ฃไบบใฏใ€ใƒœใƒญๅฎถใฎ็ชใ็ ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฃใŒใ‚ฏใƒƒใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๆฐ—็ตถใฏๅ…ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€่…นใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ‚ˆใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฆใ‚ใ‡!ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ๆฟ€ๆ˜‚ใ™ใ‚‹็†Š็ฃไบบใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎไบบใฏไฟบใŸใก็ฃไบบใซใจใฃใฆๅธŒๆœ›ใซใชใ‚‹ไบบใชใ‚“ใ ! ่ฉฑใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚่žใ„ใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ€ŒๅธŒๆœ›ใ ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฎๆœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†! ไบบ้–“ใฎๅฅด้šทใซใชใฃใŸๅฅดใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช่‰ฏใ„ๆœ็€ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงไบบ้–“ใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นใชใ‚“ใฆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใจใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใŒใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ่จ€ใ„ไบ‰ใ†ใฎใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸ่ฑน็ฃไบบใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹? ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......้™ๅ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ‘ฝใฏๆƒœใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ†ใชใ ใ‚Œใ‚‹่ฑนใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใฏ้™ๅ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ไป–ใซไฟบใจใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใ„ใŸใ„ๅฅดใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ่ฑนใฎ็ฃไบบใฏใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎไปฒ้–“ๅ†…ใงใฏๅผทใ„ใพใจใ‚ๅฝนใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅญ˜ๅœจใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใฆใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใใ†ใซๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใช็“ฆ็คซใซๅบงใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎ็ฃไบบใ‚’ใ“ใ“ใซ้›†ใ‚ใฆๆฅใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ่ฑน็ฃไบบใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใŸ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏใ€ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใ ใ‘ใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใฎใพใพใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ๅบฆ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€้ข็™ฝใ„ๅคขใ ใชใใ€‚ไฟบใ‚‚ไธ€็™บใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใœใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใซๅ‡บใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใจใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฎไป–ใ€ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฃไบบใŸใกใฏๅฎฟใซใฆ็•™ๅฎˆ็•ชใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใฎใ‚“ใใซ้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช็›ฎใซใ‚ใ†ใจใฏ......ใ€ ่ฒธๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใŸ้ฃŸๅ ‚ใฎไธ€่ง’ใ€ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซ็ชใฃไผใ—ใŸใฎใฏใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅ‰ใซใฏไธŠ่ณชใช็ด™ใงไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ†ใ‚ญใ‚นใƒˆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไธฆในใฆ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใซใฏๆฑšใ„ๅญ—ใŒไธฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฎ้šฃใงใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŒๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซใƒšใƒณใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒ‹ใ€ไฝ•ไธ€็”Ÿๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใฎไบบ้–“ใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ไบบ้–“ใ ใฃใฆๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใชใ„ๅฅดใฏใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใชใ„ใจ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใซใชใ‚Œใชใ„ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆœฌๆฐ—ใง่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚’ใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใพใฃใ™ใ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹ใช......ไบบ้–“ใฏใพใ ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ€–ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ‚“ใชไป•ไบ‹ใจใ‹ไฝœใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใ‹่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚Šใจใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ่’้‡Žใซใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ‹‰ๅผทใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ€็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใŒใŸใใ•ใ‚“ๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใฃใฆใ€่งฃใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใŒใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“่งฃใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏใƒšใƒณใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ข็™ฝใ„ใจๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„? ใใ‚Œใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใพใš็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Œใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚่ก—ใ ใ‚ˆ? ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใฟใŸใ„ใซ่‰ฒใ‚“ใชใŠๅบ—ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใช็จฎๆ—ใฎ็ฃไบบใŸใกใŒใ€ๅฅฝใใชใ“ใจใ‚„ๅพ—ๆ„ใชไบ‹ใงๅƒใใฎใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใญใ€ใใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•......ใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใŒใƒ†ใ‚ญใ‚นใƒˆใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใจใ€ๅ…ฌ็”จ่ชžใฎๆ–‡ๅญ—ใจๅ˜่ชžใŒใ‚บใƒฉใƒชใจไธฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ชญใฟๆ–นใ ใ‘ใฏไฝ•ใจใ‹่ฆšใˆใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅ˜่ชžใŒใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจใพใ ใพใ ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใงๅคงไฝ“ใฎๆ–‡็ซ ใŒ่ชญใฟๆ›ธใใงใใŸใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏ็–‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ก—ใŒใงใใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใฏไฝ•ใŒใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„? ใŠๅบ—ใจใ‹? ใŠ้‡Ž่œใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚้ข็™ฝใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅบ—ใง็‰ฉๅฃฒใฃใŸใ‚Š้‡Ž่œไฝœใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€ŒไบŒไบบๅ…ฑใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใซใฏๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใญใ€‚็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚„้จŽๅฃซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ‰ใ„ไบบใงใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใฎใŒไป•ไบ‹ใชใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใจใฆใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใŠๅบ—ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ‚ฟใƒฌ็›ฎใฎๅ…Ž็ฃไบบใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใŸใกใซๅ„ชใ—ใๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆญณใซใชใฃใฆใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ไบบ้–“ใซๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใญใ€‚ๅฐ†ๆฅใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅคขใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚ใญใ€‚ๆ•ใพใฃใฆๅฅด้šทใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ†10ๅนดไปฅไธŠ็ตŒใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใตใ†ใซไฝ•ใŒใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ€ใจใ‹ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใจใ‹่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใ‚ˆใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใฏๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใ‹ใ€‚ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใŸใกใฏ่’้‡Žใซใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใ”้ฃฏใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจไปŠใฎๅฎ‰ๅ…จใฐใ‹ใ‚Š่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๅฐ†ๆฅใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฌใƒณใ‚‚็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใซใƒ“ใ‚ฏใƒ“ใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใฎใŒใ€ใƒฌใƒ‹ใจ่ฉฑใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅข—ใˆใŸใญใ€‚ใ”้ฃฏใฎ่ฉฑใ‚„ใŠๅบ—ใงๅฃฒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้“ๅ…ทใฎ่ฉฑใจใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพ็ฃไบบใฎ่ก—ใŒใงใใฆใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚’ๅ‘ผในใŸใ‚‰ๅ‡„ใ„ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ 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ๅ…ƒใ€…ๅฅด้šทใจใ—ใฆ่ก—ไธญใซใฏ็›ธๅฝ“ๆ•ฐใฎ็ฃไบบใŒใŠใ‚Šใ€ไธญใซใฏไธปไบบใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซ่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฃไบบใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใŸใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€่ฒดๆ—ไปฅๅค–ใฎๅนณๆฐ‘ใŸใกใซใจใฃใฆใฏ็ฃไบบใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅฟŒ้ฟใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฏ่–„ใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฎฟใฎ้ฃŸๅ ‚ใงๅฎŸ้จ“ใ—ใฆ็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸๆ„Ÿๆƒ…็š„ใช้ƒจๅˆ†ใฏใ€ๅนณๆฐ‘ใซ้™ใฃใฆ่จ€ใˆใฐใ ใŒใ€ๅ•้กŒใŒ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๅคงๅทฅใŸใกใซใฏๅˆฅใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ไพ้ ผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๅคง่ฆๆจกๆ”นไฟฎๅทฅไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ ๅคงๅทฅใŸใกใŒ่ˆŒใ‚’ๅทปใ็จ‹ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใŸๅ›ณ้ขใŒ่กŒใๅฑŠใใ€ๅคใ„ๅปบ็‰ฉใŒ้ †ๅบ่‰ฏใ่งฃไฝ“ใ•ใ‚Œใ€็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎไฝใพใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ€ๅ•†ๅบ—ใจใ—ใฆไฝฟใ†ๅปบ็‰ฉใ€ไฝœๆฅญๅฐๅฑ‹ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้›ๅ†ถๅ ดใ‚„ๆตดๅ ดใพใงใ‚‚ใŒๅปบ่จญใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆๆ–™ใจใชใ‚‹ๆœจๆใฏใ€ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰็ฃไบบใŸใกใŒๆฌกใ€…ใจ้‹ใ‚“ใงๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ไฝœๆฅญใฏๆปžใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใๆ€ฅใƒ”ใƒƒใƒใง้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅคงๅทฅไฝœๆฅญใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹็ฃไบบใ‚‚็พใ‚Œใ€ๅŠ›ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚„่ปฝๆฅญใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใช่€…ใŒไธญๅฟƒใจใชใฃใฆใ€ไบบ้–“ใงใฏๆ•ฐไบบใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใจใชใ‚‹ไฝœๆฅญใ‚‚ใ€็ฃไบบใŒๅŠ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๆ—ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅคงๅทฅใฎไธญใซใฏ่ก—ไธญใงใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ไผใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใจ่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™่€…ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ ็“ฆ็คซใจๅคๅฎถใซๅ ้ ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฏใ€ๆฌก็ฌฌใซใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใจใฏๅ‘ผในใชใ„ๆ–ฐใŸใช่ก—ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ่ณ‡้‡‘ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใฏใ€ๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใซๆ™‚ใ€…็พใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€้‡‘ใฎๅ‡บๅ‡ฆใชใฉไธๆ˜Žใช้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๅคšใใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€้‡‘ๆ‰•ใ„ใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใจๅ‡บ่ณ‡่€…ใฎๅฅด้šทใŸใกใ ใจใ„ใ†็ฃไบบใŸใกใฎๆƒณๅฎšๅค–ใฎไป˜ใๅˆใ„ใ‚„ใ™ใ•ใซใ€ใใ“ใ‚’่ฟฝๆฑ‚ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใŒใฆใ€ใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒใ‚ฆใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆ้–‹ๆฅญใ™ใ‚‹็ฃไบบใŒๅ‡บๅง‹ใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฏๅฅๅ…จใช่ก—ใจใ—ใฆใฎๆฉŸ่ƒฝใŒๅ‡บๆฅไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใ‚ƒ~......ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ™ใ”ใ„็Šถๆณใงใ‚„ใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๅฝฑใ‚‚ๅฝขใ‚‚ใญใ‡ใชใ€ ็Šฌ็ฃไบบใฎใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใจ็‰‡่…•ใฎ่ฑน็ฃไบบใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใซๅ•†ๅบ—ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใŒ้€ ๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ก—ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใฎ็Ÿฅๆตใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ™ใ”ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใšใซไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅปบ็‰ฉใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซ่‰ฒใ€…ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใจใฏใ€ๆ€ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ๅŠ›ใŒๅผทใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจไบบ้–“ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใพใพใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใŸใก็ฃไบบใฏใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใจ่ฑน็ฃไบบใฏ่‡ช่™ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซ่ฒทใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ็จฎๆ—ๅŒๅฃซใ‚„ใ€ใพใ—ใฆไบบ้–“ใจใ“ใ‚“ใชใตใ†ใซๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆไฝœๆฅญใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใช......ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ใคๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใŸ่ฑนใฎ็ฃไบบใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ่…•ใง้กŽใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚„ใ‚‰้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฏไฟบใŸใกใฟใŸใ„ใช็ฃไบบใ‚’ๆ•ใพใˆใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹? ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“ใฏใ•ใฆใŠใใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ5~6ไบบใฏๆฅใฆใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ่ฑน็ฃไบบใฎๆฐ—ใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใฏ็พๅฎŸใซ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ—ฅใŒๆšฎใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅคงๅทฅใŸใกใ‚‚ใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅธฐใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸ้ ƒใ€ๆ•ฐๅใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใธใจๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงๆฅใŸใ€‚ ็ถบ้บ—ใชๅปบ็‰ฉใŒไธฆใถใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใฎๆง˜ๅญใซ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ้’ๅนดใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎ่ƒด็€ใซ้ป’่ขดใ€่…ฐใซใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏ......็ฃไบบใงใฏ็„กใ„ใชใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ่ชฐไฝ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ดฐใ„ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ‚นใƒฉใƒชใจๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃใฏ็‰‡ๅˆƒใงๅใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไบบใ‚’ๆƒนใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็พŽใ—ใ„ๅˆƒ็ด‹ใŒ่’ผใๆœˆๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚’ๅๅฐ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐ......ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไพตๅ…ฅ่€…ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒไธ€็•ชๆญฃใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€‚ๆฏŽๆ™ฉๆฏŽๆ™ฉใ€ใ”่‹ฆๅŠดใชใ“ใจใ ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฟๆŸปใซ่กŒใฃใŸ่€…ใŒๅธฐใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ใฎใฏ......ๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚!ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใ†้’ๅนดใซใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏ็•ฐๆง˜ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆŠœใ„ใŸใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไปŠๅคœใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใใ†ใ ใ€ใจ้‡‘ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใŒๅ„ช็ง€ใช้‡ฃใ‚Š้คŒใซใชใฃใŸ็ฃไบบใฎ่ก—ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใŸใ€‚
The characters, written on the lithograph handed over by Prime Minister Adol, although old, were something Imeraria, who received education as royalty, was able to read to some extent. "This is..." (Imeraria) The details, which were written down there, evidently isn't a spell formula for the sake of sending back. Having finished to read it, Imeraria wasn't able to conceal her unrest due to the words mentioned at its end. "Sealing spell formula..." (Imeraria) If a magician with ability uses it, they will likely be able to seal even mighty monsters and powerful wizards, is what is written there. We pray that the day, where it will be necessary to use a spell to perform such a strong seal, won't come, are the words finishing the record. "Adol-san, what's this about? This isn't a return spell formula. You said, during the talk with Origa-san, that you have been searching for a return spell, haven't you?" (Imeraria) "Indeed. But I still haven't found that spell yet." (Adol) "Then showing me this sealing magic lithograph... what the heck are you planning?" (Imeraria) Once Imeraria looks at Adol as if examining him carefully, his lips stiffened into a thin line. "... Everything is for the sake of this country, Orsongrande." (Adol) "For the time being I shall hear out your opinion." (Imeraria) "Thank you very much." (Adol) Bent on his knees, Adol talks with a stance of having his head lowered. "At this moment our country's situation is stable. I guess it's in a state with no issues, you might even say it's doing well. You, Your Majesty, were enthroned, the economy has stabilized and even the populace has calmed down, that's what I'm observing. As long as you don't think about the cause for this either, a large part of it will be on account of Earl Tohno." (Adol) Even Imeraria frankly consented to the story this far. As there was interference from Vichy regardless of Hifumi's existence, it was an exceedingly great merit for the country that the conflicts with the other countries settled with Orsongrande's complete predominance. "However, for the future country Earl Tohno will change into a huge burden. He became a hero for this country, but if his territory continues to grow, the positions of the country and Fokalore will likely reverse in the near future. No, if you talk about the aspect of the trust by his people and the engineering, you could already say that Fokalore's evaluation has surpassed the capital's." (Adol) "While that may be true, as reason for rejecting Hifumi-sama..." (Imeraria) "Your Majesty, the Queen." (Adol) With the knowledge of his impoliteness, Adol lifted his head and interrupted Imeraria. "Everything is moving with Earl Tohno at the core. Although it's an unbelievable story, I'm told that the basis of Fokalore's commerce and industry has been handled with Earl Tohno's views as foundation. His ability isn't only that of doing battle." (Adol) "... Please, let me think about it for a bit. I'm deeply aware that I'm bearing the responsibility for this country's fate. But, as for immediately accepting your arguments, it's not like I have been able put my feelings about what happened to Pajou's body in order yet." (Imeraria) Imeraria, who had cast down her eyes, slowly sighed as if adjusting her breathing. "That was completely my error. Underestimating Hifumi-sama's combat prowess, I belittled his intelligence. The one who stole her life was no one else but me." (Imeraria) "Your Majesty. Including me, all of your retainers are serving to follow Your Majesty's heart's desires. Please, don't use words of repentance towards Knight Pajou. She acted on behalf of Your Majesty." (Adol) Barely keeping back her tears, Imeraria decided to look after the sealing spell and closed the meeting with Adol. On the verge of leaving the room, Adol said at the last moment [This is something for the sake of having him leave as hero without needing to kill him. Please, think well about it] . Those words were burned into her mind. It was several days after he bought the beastmen slaves when Hifumi appeared at the slums. Without taking Reni and Helen along, he has only brought the dogman, Gengu, for guidance with him. "If it's at the location I was told about before, the place called slums should be ahead from here." (Gengu) The direction indicated by Gengu, was a path with a shabby atmosphere having accumulated remains of buildings and trash continuing into a narrow back alley. "I previously came to a place with such feeling as well. Well then, let's go." (Hifumi) "Please wait! If a human suddenly entered there, what kind of experience will they..." (Gengu) Ignoring Gengu, who tries to stop him, Hifumi quickly enters the slums' interior. Giving up his persuasion, Gengo followed Hifumi's back in a hurry, too. Once they exit the narrow alley, they arrive at a residential area with buildings lining up, although the collapsed buildings are standing out. Sensing signs of someone living there from several buildings, Hifumi, who guessed that they were turning their sights this way, aimlessly walks around while tapping the hilt of the katana, worn at his waist, with his finger. "Every last of them doesn't come out and merely peeks this way from within the buildings." (Hifumi) "They are probably cautious. It's likely not unusual for humans to come here to catch beastmen." (Gengu) "But, it's just one human with only a single beastmen", Hifumi says. Probably thinking that they would be easy opponents, it didn't take much time for several beastmen to appear and surround Hifumi. By the looks they have assembled a clique of various tribes such as leopards and bears. From Hifumi's point of view, it's pleasing with a zoo-like feel. "I dun' know why ya came here by yerself, human, but we ain't do anythin' bad ta ya, if ya leave yer cash and go." A leopard beastman, who lost one arm, brings its face close to Hifumi with a questionable attitude making it uncertain whether they are threatening or persuading him. "Your breath stinks." (Hifumi) Hifumi sent the leopard beastman flying with a frontal kick. The leopard beastman, who flew drawing a parabola without time to react, broke through a tattered house. Did the wall act as cushion? Apparently avoiding to faint, the beastman unsteadily stood up and and grasped its belly. "Bastard!" "P-Please wait!" (Gengu)magic Gengu rushed out in front of an enraged bear beastman. "This person is someone, who will become a hope for us beastmen! Please listen to him even if it's only for the story." (Gengu) "Hope, you say?" "You will likely understand once you look at my clothes. Those, who became slaves of humans, won't be able to wear such nice clothes, will they!?" (Gengu) "Why are you doing something like being an ally of a human!?" Disregarding the mutual dispute between Gengu and the slums' beastmen, Hifumi approached the leopard beastmen, he sent flying. "Do you still want to continue? If you do, I will kill you." (Hifumi) "... I give up. Life is precious." Leaving alone the leopard, who was hanging his head, Hifumi turned around. "It looks like this guy has given up. Is there anyone else, who wants to pick a fight with me?" (Hifumi) As it seemed that the leopard beastman was an existence similar to a powerful troubleshooter among the beastmen of the slums, there wasn't anyone answering Hifumi's call. Sighing due to being very disappointed, Hifumi sat down on a fitting debris. "Have the beastmen of this slum gather here." (Hifumi) "W-What the hell are you planning?" Due to the leopard beastman's question, Hifumi pointed his finger and answered, "We will build your guys' city in these slums." (Hifumi) The beastmen, who heard Hifumi's words, opened their mouths dumbfoundedly. Only Gengu surveyed the surroundings keeping up his smile. "No matter how many times I hear it, it's an interesting dream. I want to do it in one shot, too." (Gengu) During the time Hifumi has gone out to the slums, Reni, Helen and the other beastmen, who were left behind, stayed at the inn. Be that as it may, that doesn't mean they spent their time care-freely. "T-To suffer such a..." (Helen) It is Helen prostrating herself at a table in corner of the dining room set as reserved. In front of her is a book made out of fine quality paper. Next to it there is a messy handwriting lining up on a separate parchment. Reni was earnestly grasping a pen and studying besides Helen. "Reni, what are you doing as if your life depended on it? It's not what that human told you. Even among humans there are plenty, who don't study." (Helen) "But, Hifumi-san said that I won't be able to start looking like a ruler, if I don't study..." (Reni) "... Has he really said that?" (Helen) "Yeah." (Reni) Helen, who made an expression as if being astounded, stares directly at Reni. "What to say... humans are still a bit scary, but doing various things such as tasks, writing and thinking, such things didn't exist in the wastelands, right? You can even say that about this studying. Writing down many things I don't know, it has reached the point that I'm steadily comprehending things I didn't understand." (Reni) Reni put down the pen and grabbed Helen's hands. "Don't you think it's interesting? And, Hifumi-san said that he will build the first city of the beastmen race. It will be a city, won't it? It will have various stores like the human city and beastmen of various tribes will work on things, they like and are strong at." (Reni) "Well that's... if it's going to be like that, it will be fun, I guess, but..." (Helen) When Helen casts down her eyes at the textbook, there are the official characters and vocabulary lined up in a row. Although she somehow memorized the way of reading those, it was still far too difficult for her to write words. She was told that Hifumi was able to read and write the general sentences in a few days, but Helen is doubting that. "What do you want to do once the city is built, Helen? Is it a store? It seems to be interesting, even if you say you will grow vegetables, right?" (Reni) "Growing vegetables and selling them in a store, even if I become a ruler?" (Helen) "Both of you aren't used to a human city. As a more important character than soldiers and knights, the king's job is to manage the country by giving out directions. Although it's not by all means, you won't have the time to run something like a store, will you?" The rabbitwoman with the slightly drooping eyes smiles gently at Reni and Helen. "Becoming this old, I certainly didn't think I would be allowed to study by a human. If I imagine future, it's nice to have a dream. 10 years already passed since I was caught and turned into a slave, but it's the first time I'm able to ponder what I want to do or what I will do like this." Listening to her words, Reni noticed something. "Is that so? Helen, at the time, when we were in the wastelands, we just thought about our immediate safety and the matters of being able to gather food, but we did have a conversation about our future unnoticed during our talks with Hifumi-san." (Reni) Helen also opened her eyes widely. "If I remember correctly, the things, I talked about with you, Reni, increased as well, though it was just me being afraid of something. Talks such as about food or tools to be sold at a store..." (Helen) "If the beastmen city is built and if it's possible to invite everyone, it will become wonderful!" (Reni) "Alright, I will do my best", Reni once again clasped the pen with a rough nasal breathing. Helen also followed up by muttering "Didn't that human tell us to study something once we done with characters?" (Helen) Helen voiced out her question in a murmur. "Mmh~ that is." (Reni) Reni looks up at the ceiling and recount what she remembered, "If I'm not mistaken, it's the know-how of serving customers? Or something like that?" (Reni) "I don't know." (Reni) While watching the two looking at each other, the one-eared rabbitwoman had an unfounded feeling to try believing into her new master. Though they have been associating with him for only a few days, looking at the state of Helen and Reni, he appears to be a nice master. On a certain day in the local area, a strange commission was delivered to the craftsmen of Swordland. From the craftsmen in the industrial fields, such as carpenters and blacksmiths, to chefs, like bakers and such, and even those employed in the service sector, such as inn employees, it reached various people. Given that it had also an excellent reward, many of them headed to the designated inn. They flinched at the beastmen lining up in a row there, but receiving a properly polite [Please] and seeing them enthusiastically trying to collect information with shining eyes, even if it wasn't about a significant craft, on top of them listening to their speeches honestly, the craftsmen even were in a good mood before realizing it. Gradually splitting the groups by the learning content, they get into the core of the parts of their professions. From the start there is a considerable number of beastmen slaves within the city. It may be because there were also beastmen doing the shopping for their masters among them, that for commoners, with the exception of nobles, there was a weak feeling of shirking away from the beastmen's existence in itself. The emotional part, which Hifumi confirmed by experimenting in the dining room of the inn, was no issue, but only if you restrict the talk to commoners. At the same time the carpenters were requested to do a different job, too. It's a large-scale repair operation of the slums. Being attentive to the astonishing detailed blueprints, the carpenters skilfully dismantled the old buildings in order, starting with the dwellings of the beastmen, and constructed buildings, to be used as stores, manufacturing cabins and moreover even smithies and bathhouses. Given that the beastmen carried in wood, which was used as material, from outside in succession, the work advanced at a quick pace without being delayed. Beastmen, who participated in the carpentry work, appeared as well and those, who have strength, and those, who are specialized in acrobatics, played a central role in tasks, that would usually require the help of several humans. Since it was steadily making progress with just the beastmen joining in, some among the carpenters appeared, who proposed that they wanted help with the work down-town as well. The slums, which were occupied by deserted houses and debris, has gradually turned into a new city that can't be called slums anymore. The person, who has been providing the funds, had many obscure parts, such as the source of money, with him only appearing sometimes at briefing sessions. But due to the easiness beyond expectations to associate with the beastmen, who were said to be the investor's slaves, and the virtue of monetary payment, there wasn't anyone pursuing that point either. Before long, beastmen, who have obtained the know-how in running businesses, have started to appear. At last the slums have finished the facilities to function as healthy city. "Hyaa~ ... Somehow it's an amazing situation ~ssu." (Gengu) "There ain't no appearance or shadow of slums either." The dogman, Gengu, and the one-armed leopard beastman walked to a nearby place in the city, where the shop area was created earlier. "The human's intelligence is somethin' terrific. Although we used the buildings without thinkin' anythin' 'bout it, it was unexpected for them to have been built with various ideas to that extent." "Did we live by 'us beastmen are great' because we are strong and because we don' quite understand human matters?" The leopard beastman spit out self-depreciating words. "Moreover, until we were bought by Hifumi-san, we didn't even consider to do such a cooperative work with comrades from other tribes and much less with humans ~ssu." (Gengu) "That's right... However, there's a single matter I'm worried about." The leopard beastman, having a serious look, stroke his chin with his remaining arm. "Even among humans, aren't there those coming to catch beastmen like us such as soldiers and knights? Leaving aside the normal humans, it won't even be funny, if 5~6 soldiers come here, but..." The leopard beastman's worry was something occurring in reality. At the time the carpenters returned from the slums when the day came to an end, several soldiers came entering the slums. A single youth stands in front of them, who have been surprised by the appearance of the slums lining up clean buildings. With his usual black hakama on the dougi and the katana hanging on his hips, it's Hifumi. "You are... not a beastman. What are you doing here?" Once a single soldier asked for his identity, Hifumi smoothly drew the slender sword. The sword has a curve with a single edge. The beautiful, as if charming people, hamon is reflecting the pale moonlight. "If I were to say it one way or the other... I was waiting for intruders like you guys. This might be the most truthful answer. It's something I have put you through every and every night." (Hifumi) "The people, who went to investigate and haven't come back, are... everyone, prepare your swords!" While feeling a bizarre atmosphere due to the young man laughing with a "Kukuku", the soldiers drew their swords. "You drew them. Then it's fine." (Hifumi) It seems Hifumi will be able to enjoy this evening as well. He was thankful to the beastmen city, which became an excellent bait, though it cost money.
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ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒšใƒญใ‚น็Ž‹ๅญใฎ้บไฝ“ใฏใ€็ซ‹ๆดพใชๆŸฉใซๅŽใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใใ‚‰ใณใ‚„ใ‹ใช็ตนใฎๆœใ‚’ใพใจใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ ญ้ƒจใฎ็ธซใ„็›ฎใฏ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใฏๆ‹ญใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๆฎบใ—ใŸ็žณใงๅผŸใฎ้บไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ๆถ™ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใŸใ ใ˜ใฃใจ้บไฝ“ใฎๅดใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใฎใ™ใ้šฃใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฏใ€็Ž‹ใŒ็ง็š„ใชๅฏ†่ซ‡ใชใฉใ‚’่กŒใ†ใŸใ‚ใฎๅฐ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆŠผใ—ใฆ้‹ในใ‚‹่ปŠ่ผชใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸๅฐๅบงใฎไธŠใซไน—ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆŸฉใฏใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญๅคฎใซๅฎ‰็ฝฎใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๆค…ๅญใฎไธ€ใคใซใ€ใŸใฃใŸไธ€ไบบใงใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใŒๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้™ๅฏ‚ใŒๆ”ฏ้…ใ™ใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ€ใ™ใฃใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใฎใฏๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ๅๅฟœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใซไธ€็คผใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏ็Ž‹ๅญใฎ้บไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ƒธใซๅฝ“ใฆใฆ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ 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ใ€Œๅ‚ทใคใ„ใŸใŠๅงซๆง˜ใซใ€ๅธŒๆœ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆๅทฎใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใซใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใซใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใŠๅงซๆง˜ใŒๆฐ—่ฝใกใ—ใŸใพใพใงใฏ่‰ฒใ€…ใจๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ๅฟŒใ€…ใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†็›ฎใง็จใ‚ใคใ‘ใ€ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏ่ณ‡ๆ–™ๅฎคใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‚ช้œŠใฎ็™–ใซใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆฐ—้ฃใ†ใตใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚ไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใ ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใŠใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไบบใŒๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹ๅงฟใ‚’ๅฟœๆดใ™ใ‚‹็ฅžๆง˜ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆญป็ฅžใ‚’ๅไน—ใฃใŸใใ›ใซใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€็Ÿณ็‰ˆใ‚’ๆผใฃใฆ้€้‚„้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚„ใใ‚Œใซ้กžใ™ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ่ณ‡ๆ–™ใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ไฝ•ๆ—ฅ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„ใปใฉ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใŸๆ‰‹ใคใใฏใ€็Ÿณ็‰ˆใฎๆ‰ฑใ„ใซใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซ็”Ÿใใฆใ€ใใ—ใฆๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸ่€…ใฎ้ญ‚ใ“ใ่ผใใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆญป็ฅžใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซไธ€็žฌๆ‰‹ใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏใ€ๆ‚ช่ถฃๅ‘ณใชใ€ใจใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพไฝœๆฅญใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ (ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ„ใ†ไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’้€้‚„ใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฏใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹?) ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใจใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใฏใตใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸใจใฆใ€ๅง‹ใพใฃใŸๆˆฆใ„ใŒใ™ใใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ใ€ๆœ€ๅคงๆˆฆๅŠ›ใŒใ„ใชใใชใ‚‹ๅˆ†ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใฏ่‹ฆใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ (้€ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใฉใ“ใธใชใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใซใ‚‚ๅฟตใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใญใฐ......) ใ€ŒใŠใ‚ใงใจใ†ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏ!ใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตไธปๅ‚ฌใฎๅค•้ฃŸใฎๅธญใงใ€ไธป่ณ“ใฎๅธญใซๅบงใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏๆฏใ‚’ๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€็งใฎๅฎŸๅฎถใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚“ใช้จŽๅฃซใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒฉใ‚ซใƒฉใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ๅง‰ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ็–ฒใ‚ŒใใฃใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใผใใŒใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅฝน่ทใซๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใฏใ‚ˆใใ”ๅญ˜็Ÿฅใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใฏๅฐใ•ใ„ๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰้ ญใ‚‚่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ๅ‰ฃใฏใธใชใกใ‚‡ใ“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚็พๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅฝนใซใŸใคใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใฒใฉใ„่จ€ใ„่‰ใ ใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใŒๅŒๆƒ…ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๆ˜”ใ‹ใ‚‰้ ๆ…ฎใŒใชใ„ๅง‰ใฎ่จ€ๅ‹•ใซใฏๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฃใ“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใผใใฏๆ—ฉใ‚ใซ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธๆˆปใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใงใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰็Ž‹ๆ—......ไปŠใฏใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎใฟใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎๅพกๆ–นใ‚’ใŠๅฎˆใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฝน็›ฎใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏๆฐ—ใซใ›ใšใ€ไป–ใฎ้šŠๅ“กใŸใกใจๅ…ฑใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใฎใ‚ตใƒใƒผใƒˆใฏ็งใฎๅ…ตใงใ‚‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ—ใ€ๅคงใใชๆˆฆใ„ใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ็„กใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใŒๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใซๆŒ™ๅ…ตใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎๆ™‚้–“ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธๆˆปใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใŠ็ˆถๆง˜ใธๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ๆ›ธใใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚็งใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใจๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ๅฎŸๅฎถใซ้€ใฃใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€็งใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใŠ็พฉ็ˆถๆง˜ใธใŠ็ฅใ„ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซ้€ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๅคซๅฆปใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅฐ‘ใ—็…งใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใฏใซใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใ€ๅคซๅฆปใ‚‚ใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใฎ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠๅ…ฅ้šŠใฎๆ™‚ใซใŠ็ฅใ„ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใ‚‚ใ€ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚ˆใ็ฅใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ‚„ใฃใฆ่กŒใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๅ‰ๅ‘ใใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅŸŽ่ฉฐใ‚ใฎๅ‹คๅ‹™ใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใชใฎใงใ€็ทŠๅผตใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€ ้ฃŸๅพŒใฎ้…’ใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅ‚พใ‘ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็”ทๅŒๅฃซใฎ่ฉฑใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎๅง‰ใฏๅธญใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ญท่ก›ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎ็›ธ่ซ‡ๅฝนใจใ„ใ†ๅด้ขใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ธ่ซ‡ๅฝนใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใฎใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซๆง˜ใŒใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ๅฝผใ ใ‘ใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใฎๆ€่€ƒใ‚’็‹ญใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚้–“้•ใ„ใจใ‹ๆญฃใ—ใ„ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใชๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ€็ตๆžœใ‚’ๆƒณๅฎšใ—ใฆใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚„ใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขๆง˜ใจใฏ้•ใ†่ฆ–็‚นใงใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ€็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใจใ—ใฆใฏๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ็‰นใซใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็Ž‹ๆ—ใจใ—ใฆใฏ็ด ็›ดใ™ใŽใ‚‹็จ‹ใชใฎใงใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ่žใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็ตๆžœใŒใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใฎๆœ€ๆœŸใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฎ่„ณ่ฃใ‚’ไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘็–‘ๅ•ใŒใ‚ˆใŽใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎๆ„่ฆ‹่‡ชไฝ“ใฏ็ดๅพ—ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใ‚‚ใ€่บซใ‚’ๆŒบใ—ใฆ็›พใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใŒ่ญท่ก›ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่‰ฏใ„่ญท่ก›ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ€ๅฎˆใ‚‹ในใใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅฑ้™บใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€่ตทใใŸใชใ€ ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉ่žใ„ใŸๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไฝ“......ใ€ ใ€Œไป–ใฎไปฒ้–“ใฏ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใซใฏ่žใใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ€ ๅ˜็ด”ใงใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจ่ƒŒไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฃฐใŒ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่ฆ–็•ŒใŒใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ้ฎฎๆ˜Žใซใชใฃใฆใใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆœจใฎๅนนใ‚’ๆŠฑใใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ ผๅฅฝใง็ธ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅฃฐใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸ็”ทใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใ€‚ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใฆๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ้ก”ใพใงใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก็†ใซใ“ใฃใกใ‚’ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’็—›ใ‚ใ‚‹ใž?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ไฝ•ใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใ ใ€ ๆฅตๅŠ›ๅนณ้™ใ‚’่ฃ…ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฃฐใŒๅฐ‘ใ—้œ‡ใˆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ“ใจใงใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใŒใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๆŽปใ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ณชๅ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆ™‚้–“ใŒๅ‹ฟไฝ“ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ็ญ”ใˆใ‚ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใซใฏใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใ‚’็ธ›ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใใฃใกใซใ‚‚่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ–ใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒๆ•ตใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ๅฟ…ๆญปใงๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใฆๆŠ—่ญฐใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎ้ ฌใ‚’ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ใฆใ€ๅฐใ•ใช้‰„ใฎๅกŠใŒ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๆœจใฎๅนนใซใ‚ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ้ ฌใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๆ€ฅใซ็†ฑใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ธๆŠž่‚ขใฏไบŒใคใ ใ€‚ๅ–‹ใฃใฆ็”Ÿใๅปถใณใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€้ป™ใฃใฆๆญปใฌใ‹ใ€ใ ใ€ ็ญ”ใˆใšใซๆญฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฐใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šๆ•ขใˆใš่ณชๅ•ใใฎไธ€ใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใซใ‚ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎ็ ”็ฉถๆ‰€ใฏใฉใ“ใ ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซ้ป™ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎๅณ่‚ฉใซๆฟ€็—›ใŒ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœฌไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ ใ€Œๆ™‚้–“ใŒๅ‹ฟไฝ“็„กใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ็ตๅฑ€ใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ€ๆฏใ‚‚็ตถใˆ็ตถใˆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒๅ…จใฆใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใฎใฏใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰30ๅˆ†ๅพŒใฎไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ ”็ฉถๆ–ฝ่จญใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚‚่ญฆๅ‚™็Šถๆณใ‚‚่žใๅ‡บใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’็ธ›ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒญใƒผใƒ—ใ‚’ๅˆ€ใงๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใปใฉๆถˆ่€—ใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏใ€ๆœจใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใ„ใŸใพใพใ‚บใƒซใ‚บใƒซใจ่†ใ‚’ใคใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅใ‘ใฐ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ ใคใพใ‚‰ใชใใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใตใจไฝ•ใ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆไฝ“ใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใšใซ่ตฐใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€็ธ›ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆ่ปขใŒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใฎใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใŒ่†็ซ‹ใกใซ่ตทใไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใ‹ใŠๅ‰ใ€‚ๅฃๆญขใ‚ใซๆฎบใ™ใชใ‚‰ๅ–‹ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ—ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใฎ้กŽใ‚’่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใ€‚ ๆญฏใจๅ”พใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎใ‘ใžใฃใŸๅ…ตใฎ่ƒธใ‚’่ธใฟใคใ‘ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใคใใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ๆฌกใฏใŠๅ‰ใฎ็•ชใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใตใตใฃใ€ไฟบใŒใใ†็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่ฉฑใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ไธๆ•ตใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ–‰ๅ…ƒใซใคใใคใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅถใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ทใƒฅใƒซใฃใจ้ขจใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹้ŸณใŒใ—ใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใฎ่‚˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใŒใƒใƒญใƒชใจ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆ......?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่‡ชๅฎณใชใ‚“ใžใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใงๅ…ตๅฃซใฎไฝ“ใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซ็ธซใ„ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅทฆ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅˆ€ใŒ่ฒซใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€่ณชๅ•ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใ ใ€‚......ไฟบใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใช?ใ€ ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œ้•ทใฎ็›ฎใŒ้‡ฃใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„่ฆ–็ทšใŒๅ…ตๅฃซใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๆ•ฐไบบใงๅฆ™ใชๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ไฟบใŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไป•ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใช?ใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใใ“ใงๆญขใพใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅง‹ๆœซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธ่‡ช็„ถใชใฎใงใ€ๅ…ตใฎๆ•ฐใŒๆธ›ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใชใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ•ใ†ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่ฉฑใซใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ้ฉšใใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅฆๅฎšใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็™บใ—ใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใจใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚บใƒซใฃใจๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‚ถ็ตถใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’ๆจใฆ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€้›ขใ‚Œใฆๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฎๅ…ƒใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ใใฎ้š›ใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใŒใ€ๆ—ขใซไบ‹ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ็ ”็ฉถๆ‰€ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใช? ไฟบใฏไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ไบบใง็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้จ’ใŽใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ใ‹ใฃใ•ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใธๆˆปใ‚Œใ€ ไพ‹ใฎไบ‹ใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๅธฐใ‚ŠใŒใฆใ‚‰ใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใŠๆฐ—ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆ......ใ€ ไธๅฎ‰ใใ†ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ„ชใ—ใ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใง้Šใณ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใพใ ๆญปใญใ‚“ใ€ ่ธตใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใ€ๆœชใ ่‹ฆ็—›ใซๅ‘ปใๅ…ตๅฃซใฎๅ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใŠใ‚‚ใ‚€ใ‚ใซ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใง้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใฉใฐใฉใฐใจๅ…ตๅฃซใซๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ่…•ใฏ็น‹ใŒใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅ‚ทใฏใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๅกžใŒใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€่จณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใพใพไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่นด้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅœŸใซใพใฟใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใไฝ“ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใŒๅฑŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใพใงใฎ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ ใ€‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใŠๅ‰ใฎ่ฆชๅˆ†ใซใ™ใŒใ‚ŠใคใใฎใŒๆ—ฉใ„ใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฎๆญฆๅ™จใŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ไธกๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆ—ฉใ„ใ‹ใ€็ซถไบ‰ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ไธ€็žฌใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใซ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใ™ใใซใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงไฝ“ใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใƒ•ใƒฉใคใใชใŒใ‚‰่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใƒผใฃใ—ใ‚ƒ! ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซ่ตฐใ‚Š่พผใฟใ ใช!ใ€ ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅŽ็ดใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€่ขดใฎ่ฃพใ‚’็ธ›ใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ…ตใจใฎ่ท้›ขใŒๅ……ๅˆ†ใซ้–‹ใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใง่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚
Ayperos' corpse was laid out in an imposing coffin and donned gorgeous silken clothes. He was put inside making sure that the stitches on his head didn't stand out, but the out-of-place feeling couldn't be eliminated after all. Imeraria, staring at the corpse of her younger brother with eyes concealing her emotions, just sat motionlessly next to the corpse without showing any tears. The room right next to the audience hall was a small room for the king to carry out secret and private talks. The coffin, placed on top of a pedestal with wheels attached for transporting it, is enshrined in the centre of the room. Imeraria is the only person sitting as there was only one chair set up to be in the coffin's surroundings. It was Prime Minister Adol who entered quietly into the room dominated by silence. "... Excuse me." (Adol) As he bows towards Imeraria, who doesn't show any reaction, Adol lowered his head, putting his right hand over his chest, after seeing the corpse of the prince. As he moved according to the etiquette of polite condolences, Imeraria stood up silently and lightly bowed towards Adol as he left the room. Adol, who saw her figure in the corner of his eyes, ends up escaping at a quick pace owing to the feeling of being unable to endure being there any longer. Once he left the room while somehow or other remaining calm, he quietly breathed a sigh. "An appearance of grief, isn't it?" (Adol) Before realising it, there was the face of the shinigami next to Adol. "Don't appear without permission. What will we do, if you are seen?" (Adol) Even as Adol utters his words in a fluster, the shinigami doesn't reply and simply laughs with a giggle. "Won't it be fine to offer the information about the return spell to princess soon as well?" (Shinigami) "Don't be foolish. With the current status of me not having yet found a single document, there's no reason to report on the things told by an evil spirit like you." (Adol) The shinigami chased after Adol, who set off with his shoulders heaving in anger, while its legs are shaking and staggering. "Offer hope to the hurt princess. Wouldn't there be various troubles for you as well as the nation if the princess was dispirited?" (Shinigami) Glaring at him with eyes full of annoyance, Adol entered the reference room. "Stop pretending to be worried about this country when you're nothing but an evil spirit. It's unpleasant." (Adol) "Oh my! Although I may appear to be this way, I'm a god who earnestly aids people to survive." (Shinigami)magic "... What are you say despite calling yourself a shinigami?" (Adol) Without shifting his sight, Adol searches for lithographs depicting the return spell and furthermore documents pertaining to similar magic. Having repeatedly used his hands in such way for god-knows how many days, he completely got accustomed to handling the lithographs. "The souls of those eagerly striving to survive and having then died shine brightly." (Shinigami) Stopping his hands for an instant thanks to the words of the god of death, Adol muttered "what bad taste" and continued his search. , Adol considers. (I wonder what will happen to this country after sending home the person called Hifumi?) , Adol abruptly stopped moving his hands. Even if Hifumi was suddenly gone, it wouldn't mean that the wars started would end right away. Instead, with a part of its largest military strength gone, Orsongrande's position will become agonizing. (Even if he is transferred back to where he came from, if I pay attention to prepare for that in advance as well...) "Congratulations, Sabnak!" (Biron) Biron raised his sake cup towards Sabnak, who sat in the seat of honor during the dinner organised by Earl Biron. "Really, I never thought that such a knight would spring forth from my family's home." (Sister) Sabnak turned his fed up sight towards his elder sister laughing loudly. "Nee-san, aren't you well aware that I'm not cut out for such official position?" (Sabnak) "Ara, your head was always good since you were small. I wonder whether it isn't better for you to have such a post rather than being at the actual site, especially as you are a greenhorn at swordsmanship?" (Sister) Biron showed sympathy thanks to the cruel remarks, but Sabnak got used to the speech and conduct of not holding back anything of his elder sister since the old days. "Anyway, with this, it became necessary for me to return to the royal castle ahead of time. That means, the Imperial Knight Order appears to have the role of taking care of royalty... though it is currently only Imeraria." (Sabnak) "Don't worry about this place. It's alright for you to return together with your other order members. With Earl Tohno's support my troops will be alright as there probably won't be any large battle any time soon." (Biron) Biron, aware of the situation at the border to Horant, assessed the least time likely necessary for Horant to raise a full-scale army to be this much. "Sabnak, write a letter to father before you go back to the royal castle. I will match it with mine to be sent back home." (Sister) "That's right. Since I will send a congratulatory letter to the unpopular father-in-law-sama as well, let's send them together." (Biron) Sabnak ended up becoming slightly embarrassed due to the words of the married couple. "Thank you very much." (Sabnak) The married couple also laughed and smiled seeing the bashful Sabnak. Sabnak recalled the time he received congratulations for enlisting in the knight order the other day. Even at that time it felt good to receive congratulations. After that he earnestly put effort into doing his job. Even after this promotion, he is prepared to face forward and get on with it. "However, as it is my first time to be appointed to work at the castle, I will be nervous." (Sabnak) Slowly savoring the after-meal sake, Sabnak murmured. "It will probably turn into a talk between men", Sabnak's elder sister excused herself temporarily. "Rather than being a guard, there is likely the aspect of advising Imeraria-sama as well." (Biron) Hearing Biron's words, Sabnak inclined his head to the side. "Isn't there the prime minister, Adol, if it's about advising?" (Sabnak) "That's certainly true. But, if Imeraria-sama chose to only listen to his opinion, it would result in narrowing down her thinking. There isn't only right or wrong. Thinking about various possibilities, hypothesizing results, you can state your own opinion that's different from the prime minister's and Imeraria-sama's. I think you will be able to help as statesman, even if it's only this much." (Biron) "Especially given that Imeraria is far too obedient as royalty, she will probably listen too often to the opinion of her surroundings", Biron says. Although that question crossed Sabnak's mind for an instant, he was able to agree with Biron's view in itself. "I think it isn't the sole task of a guard to offer his all as a shield. Someone called a truly superb guard doesn't allow anyone, who is dangerous, to approach the person that ought to be protected, I believe." (Biron) Sabnak slowly nodded due to Biron's words. "Oh! You woke up." (Hifumi) A voice was audible coming from the magician's rear. "The heck..." (Magician) "I disposed of your other companions. I kept you alive because there are things I want to hear from you." (Hifumi) "Quite easy to understand, ain't it?" The voice from behind says. As his blurry vision at last became clear, he realized his state of being tied as if hugging the stump of a tree. And he has also recalled the voice of the other party. It's Hifumi, the man who had sent him flying with a kick some time ago. Even as he tries to turn his head backwards, it isn't enough to see the other party's face. "Won't your neck hurt if you recklessly try to face this way?" (Hifumi) "... What's your aim?" (Magician) While feigning calmness as best as he could, he asked a question, but his voice ended up trembling a bit. Unable to see the figure of the other party, his anxiety is further stirred up. "I told you that I have questions. Won't you not waste my time and hurry up answering them?" (Hifumi) Even though he can't be seen by the magician, there is one more person tied up. That being said, it isn't good if he doesn't listen to the words of that person either. "Don't screw around. I do know that you are an enemy..." Desperately turning his head, the magician's vision gets blurry in protest. A small iron lump is embedded into the tree stump in front of him. It suddenly became hot. "There are two choices. Talk and live or stay silent and die." (Hifumi) Due to the magician enduring the pain without answering, Hifumi laughed. "First of all, the first question is: Where is the capital's magic tool research institute?" (Hifumi) A sharp pain pierced the right shoulder of the magician who had remained silent at Hifumi's question. Though he wasn't able to see the person himself, a heated hoof was hammered into the shoulder. "I told you to not waste my time, didn't I?" (Hifumi) In the end it took 30 minutes of doing the same thing repeatedly until the magician caved in and spilled all the information. Hifumi, who learned the location of the research institute as well as the state of its defenses, cut the rope binding the magician with his katana while saying "Good work." The magician, exhausted to the degree of being unable to stand up, slowly slithers down to his knees while still clinging to the tree. "It would have been best, if you had told me everything immediately." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who said this indifferently, averted his body after suddenly noticing something. It's the magician's scream. Hifumi, running without looking at that, clicked his tongue seeing the soldier from Horant, who ought to be tied up, rising to his knees. "Are you an idiot? Do it before talking if you get killed due to being forbidden to speak." (Hifumi) While he says this, he kicks the soldier's chin. While the soldier is scattering spit and teeth, Hifumi steps on the chest of the backward-bent soldier. Hifumi thrust his katana in front of him. "Well then, next it's your turn." (Hifumi) "Fufu, there's no way I will talk this easily." (Soldier) The boldly laughing soldier tried to thrust the sword, he held in his right hand, at his own throat. But he failed. No sooner than the sound of cutting through the wind with a *fwish* was audible, the right hand, from the elbow to its end, dropped to the ground. "Eh... ?" (Soldier) "Did you think you could commit suicide that easily?" (Hifumi) As if completely pinning the soldier's body to the ground, the katana is stabbed into his left shoulder. "Now then, it's question time. ... Did you know about me?" (Hifumi) Raising his slit eyes, he faces the soldier with a freezing look. "Seeing me caused several people to move strangely, don't you agree? Or rather, didn't you guys try to make me chase after you?" (Hifumi) He thought they will end up staying there if there are magicians, but since they unnaturally were thrifty, they planned to escape while carrying the magicians away when the number of soldiers had decreased, Hifumi accused. The soldier opened his eyes widely in surprise due to his speech. Although he hurriedly denied it, Hifumi rather believed what he saw than what he said. Hifumi, who considered something for a moment, extracted his katana with a *slurp* Ignoring the soldier who fainted in agony, he heads towards a separate place, where Origa's group was waiting. Some time during that period, he looked at the magician with a glance, but he had already died. "Yes." (Origa) "Did you hear the location of the research institute? Since I will march into the royal castle by myself after this, snatch the magic tools during the time I'm causing a disturbance and return to Orsongrande." (Hifumi) "It's fine if you do the aforementioned thing as you are returning to Fokalore," Hifumi said. "Understood. Please, be careful..." (Origa) Hifumi gently smiled due to Origa's anxious words. "I haven't yet played around in this world sufficiently. I can't die yet." (Hifumi) Turning on his heel, Hifumi, looking down on the still in pain moaning soldier in front, suddenly takes out a magic potion from with his darkness magic and sprinkles it over the soldier with a *splosh* The loped off arm didn't reconnect, however the soldier, whose wounds fully closed up, was kicked away by Hifumi without understanding left from right. Being smeared with dirt, the soldier, finally raising his head, pays attention to the cold voice of Hifumi. "Well then, we will play tag up to the royal castle. Let's have a contest whether you will be faster in clinging to your boss or whether I will be faster in bisecting you." (Hifumi) The soldier didn't comprehend what Hifumi was talking about for a moment, but immediately coming to his senses, he stands up propping up his body with his remaining left hand and began to run while staggering about unable to attain proper balance. "Looking good! It's been a while since I ran!" (Hifumi) Tossing the katana into his storage, Hifumi, ties the hem of his hakama and began to run once the distance to the soldier from Horant increased sufficiently.
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ไธ€ๆžšใฎ็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๅ”ธใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎใŸใ‚ใซ่จญใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅคฉๅน•ใฎไธญใ€‚ใƒ–ใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’่„ฑใ„ใง็ด ่ถณใซใชใ‚Šใ€้‡ใญใŸๆฏ›ๅธƒใฎไธŠใซๅฏ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅงฟใฏใ€ๅนผใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅฎนๅงฟใจใ‚‚็›ธใพใฃใฆใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ไธ€่ปใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹็ซ‹ๅ ดใฎ่€…ใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ‹ใใ€ ๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰้ฆฌใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Š็ถ™ใ„ใ ไผไปคใŒๆŒใฃใฆใใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ๅธฐ้‚„ใฎๅ ฑใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใ€ใชใ‚“ใซใ‚‚ใŠไป•ไบ‹ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ฟ‘ใใฎๅนณๅŽŸใซ้™ฃใ‚’ๆ•ทใ„ใฆไธ€้€ฑ้–“ใปใฉใซใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฝ•ไฝ“ใ‹ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’้›†ๅ›ฃใง่ข‹ๅฉใใซใ—ใŸไปฅๅค–ใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใฎไฝฟ่€…ใ‚’่ฟฝใ„่ฟ”ใ—ใŸไปฅๅค–ใซไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ€ไบคไปฃใง่จ“็ทดใจไผ‘ๆš‡ใจ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’ใƒญใƒผใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ—ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏๆ™‚ใ€…่จ“็ทดใ‚„่ญฆๆˆ’ไปปๅ‹™ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฎถใซๅธฐใ‚Œใชใ„ใ“ใจไปฅๅค–ใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจไฝ•ใ‚‰ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใชใใ€ๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚‚็ทŠๅผตใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใฏ็„กใใ€ๅ’Œๆฐ—่—นใ€…ใจ้ ๅพใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใŒๅค–ใงใŠใ“ใ—ใŸ็„šใ็ซใงใŠๆนฏใ‚’ๆฒธใ‹ใ—ใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใคใใงใŠ่Œถใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใดใ‚‡ใ“ใ‚“ใจ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใŒๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸ็ด™ใ‚’ใฒใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‰ใจๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซๆˆปใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€‚ไปŠๅบฆใฏใฉใ“ใงๆšดใ‚ŒใฆๆฅใŸใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ใพใŸไฝ™่จˆใชใŠ้‡‘ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ไฝไบบใ‚„ๅฅด้šทใงใ‚‚้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใใฆใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠไบบใŒๅข—ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใŒๅคงๅค‰ใงใ™ใ€ ๅ†—่ซ‡ไบคใ˜ใ‚Šใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฎŸ้š›้ ˜ไธป่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒๆ‹›ใ„ใŸไฝไบบใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€่ณ“ๅฎขๆ‰ฑใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงๅฟ…็„ถ็š„ใซๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไบบ็‰ฉใซๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝนใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฎไป•ไบ‹ใŒๆ€ฅๆฟ€ใซๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏไธ€ไบบใงใถใ‚‰ใ‚ŠใจๅธฐใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใงใ€ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒฅใฏใ“ใฃใใ‚Š่ƒธใ‚’ๆ’ซใงไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œๅƒ•ใŸใกใ‚‚ๅธฐใฃใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใชใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใŠ่Œถใฎๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใซๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใŸใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅˆ†ใฎใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใกใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆธฉใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœจใฎๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๆ‰‹่งฆใ‚Šใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ€็†ฑใŒไผใ‚ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใจ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใฏใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚’้ธใฐใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚โ€œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†โ€ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตๆง˜ใฎ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธ€็•ชใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฏใฏใฃใ€่จ€ใ„ใใ†ใ€่จ€ใ„ใใ†ใ€ ใทใ…ใทใ…ใจๅฃใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใŠ่Œถใ‚’ๅ†ทใพใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใพใ ็†ฑใ„ใŠ่Œถใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใค้ฃฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฏ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ไธ€ๅบฆๅธฐใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๅฎถใซๅธฐใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซไผšใ„ใŸใ„ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใฎๆฑบๅฎšใซใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏ่ค‡้›‘ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‹ใ—ใ“ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใซไผใˆใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆ—ฉๆœใซๅ‡บ็™บใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€‚้“ไธญใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š้€ฒใ‚“ใง้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŽƒ่จŽใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ€ ใŠใ‚„ใ€ใจใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธใฎๅธฐ้‚„ใŒๅคงๅˆ†ๅ…ˆใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใงใ€ ไธญใ€…ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŠ่Œถใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใพใŸๆฏใ‚’ๅนใใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ…ˆใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซไผšใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅฑใชใ„ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚......ใ€ ็ดๅพ—ใฏใงใใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ“ใจใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใ‚ซใƒฌใซใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจใฎๆ™‚้–“ใŒ้•ทใใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๅฆใ‚„ใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ (ใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ฏใฏใ€ๅธฐใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใพใชใ„ใจใญ) ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใจๅŒๆง˜ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฏใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธ€้€ฑ้–“ใปใฉ้…ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅ…ƒใธใจๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๅฎฟใจใ—ใฆใใคใ‚ใ„ใงใ„ใŸๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎไธ€ๅฎคใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใใฆใ„ใŸๅฅณๆ€งๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎๅ‰ใง่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆๅ ฑๅ‘Šใงใ™ใ€ใจๅ‡›ใ€…ใ—ใ„ๅฃฐใงไผใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅฅๆง˜ใ€‚้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ€ฅใŽใฎๆ›ธ็ฐกใŒๅฑŠใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๆ€ฅใŽใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใงๆ›ธ็‰ฉใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€็ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ใจใƒšใƒณใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ˜ไธปๆง˜ใŒๅธฐ้‚„ใชใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใฎ......ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ„ใใชใ‚Š็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซ็ด™ใ‚’ใฒใฃใŸใใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ 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ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใจใฃใฆใ€้ ˜ๅœฐใ‚‚็ˆตไฝใ‚‚โ€œใชใ‚“ใจใชใโ€่ฒฐใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅฝผใซใจใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใปใฉๅŸท็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ไบ‹ใฏใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ„ใใ„ใใจ็ด™ใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใ‚ŠใŸใŸใฟใ€ๆ‡ใธใจๅŽใ‚ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ€ๅ‘†็„ถใจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฅณๆ€งๅ…ตๅฃซใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใใซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใธๅธฐ้‚„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใซใ”ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ€‚่ก—้“ใ‚’ๆฅตๅŠ›ไธญ็ถ™็„กใ—ใง่ตฐ็ ดใ—ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ฃŸๆ–™ใ‚‚่ปฝใๅคง้‡ใซใคใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟๅญ˜้ฃŸไธญๅฟƒใง็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„!ใ€ ็œŸใฃ็›ดใใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆŒ‡็คบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ใ€ๅฅณๆ€งๅ…ตๅฃซใฏ็›ฎใ‚’็™ฝ้ป’ใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚้ ญใซๅฉใ่พผใฟใ€่ตฐใฃใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€็งใ‚‚็”จๆ„ใ‚’ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ้–‹ใ‘ใŸใพใพใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆ‰‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‹ใ›ใŸใฎใฏใ€่ฟ‘่ก›้จŽๅฃซ้šŠ้•ทใฎใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ›ใšใซๅฅณๆ€งใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚€ใฎใฏใ€ใƒžใƒŠใƒผ้•ๅใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚ข้–‹ใ„ใฆใŸใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏๅคง็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใฏๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ้ ฌใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅฅๆง˜ใฎใ‚ทใƒ“ใƒฅใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏๆง˜ใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใจไผใˆ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ไธŠๅŠ่บซใŒๅบŠใจๆฐดๅนณใซใชใ‚‹ใพใงๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏใ‚ณใƒญใ‚ณใƒญใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ†—่ซ‡ใงใ™ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฅฅๆง˜ใจใฏๆ™‚ใ€…ใŠ่Œถใ‚’ใ”ไธ€็ท’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎๅœฐไฝใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๆฐ—ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ„ใŸใ ใ‹ใชใ„ใจๅฅฅๆง˜ใ‚‚ใ”ๅฟƒ้…ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ่‚ใซ้Š˜ใ˜ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ไฝ•ใฎ็”จใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€่’้‡Žใ‹ใ‚‰็”Ÿ้‚„ใ—ใŸใจ่žใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ๆต็Ÿณใซ็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏๆ—ฉใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ็ฒพ้‹ญใซใฏ่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽปใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ—ใฆๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ•ใ‚“ใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใญใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใธๅบงใ‚‹ใจใ€็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด…่Œถใซๅฃใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๆญฃ้ขใซใใฃใจ่…ฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ๅฟตใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ่†ใฎไธŠใง้‡ใญใŸไธกๆ‰‹ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ“ใพใงใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏๅ…ฅใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅคซใŒไฝ•ใ‚’ๆˆใ—ใŸใ‹ใฏ้‡่ฆใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฎถใซๅธฐใฃใฆๆฅใฆใใ ใ•ใฃใŸไบ‹ใŒๅคงๅˆ‡ใชใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใพใŸใŠไผšใ„ใงใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้‡่ฆใชใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใใฎๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏๆ€ใ‚ใš่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆƒนใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ 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้•ทใ„็œ ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใŸๅฝผใฏใ€็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’ใƒขใƒชใƒขใƒชใจ่…นใซๆŠผใ—่พผใ‚€ใจใ€ๅค‰่ณชใ—ใฆ็กฌใ„ๆจนใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ณใƒ„ใ‚ณใƒ„ใจๅˆ€ใฎๆŸ„้ ญใซๅฝ“ใฆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใธใจใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฅใŸ้›ฒใฎไธŠใฎไบบ็‰ฉใซใ€ไธ‹ๅƒใใฎ่€…ใŸใกใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ทชใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€ใจๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใฒใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‰ใจๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ€่ฟ‘ใใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸๆกถใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ไบ•ๆˆธใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐดใ‚’ใŸใฃใทใ‚ŠใจๆฑฒใฟไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ่€…ใŸใกใซ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงไฝœๆฅญใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๆœจ่ฃฝใฎ็พฉๆ‰‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ€ๅฐๅˆ€ใงๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใ“ใใ€ใ€ŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆœจๅฝซใ‚Šใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ ใชใ€ใชใฉใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฆชๆŒ‡ใฎๅค–ๅดใ‚’ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง้‡Ž่œใฎ็šฎใงใ‚‚ๅ‰ฅใใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‰Šใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใปใ‚“ใฎ1ใ‚ปใƒณใƒ็จ‹ๅฝซใฃใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰็—›ใฟใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฐๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆกถใฎๆฐดใงไนฑๆšดใซๆด—ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‰ŠใฃใŸ้ƒจๅˆ†ใฎไธญใฏ็™ฝใ„็ฒ˜ๆถฒ็Šถใฎ่†œใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใŒๆปฒใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ ใ€ŒๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉ้ง„็›ฎใ ใชใ€‚ๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏ้ชจๅ‘จใ‚Šใฏ็„กไบ‹ใ€ใ‹ใ€ ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚‹ใจๆ‰‹ใฎ็”ฒใ‚„ๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚Šใ€ๆŒ™ๅฅๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚้š›ใฉใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงๅˆƒใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ้€ฃไธญใจๅŒใ˜ใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้€ฒ่กŒ้€ŸๅบฆใŒๆฎต้•ใ„ใงๆ—ฉใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ ๆœ€ๅˆใฏ็ฒ˜ๆถฒใฏใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏ่‰ฒใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆกถใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงๆด—ใ†ใจใ€็œŸใฃ็™ฝใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็šฎใ‚‚่‚‰ใ‚‚้ชจใ‚‚่ก€ๆถฒใ‚‚ใ€็ฒ˜ๆถฒใซ็ฝฎใๆ›ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใšใ‚Œใฏๅ›บใพใฃใฆ่กŒใใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ‰่…•ใฎไธ€้ƒจใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ็ดฐใ่ตคใ„็ทšใฏใ€ใ‚„ใŒใฆใทใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ก€ใ‚’ๆตฎใ็ซ‹ใŸใ›ใ€ไธ€็ญ‹ใฎ่ตคใ„ๆตใ‚Œใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅค‰่ณชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใ ใจ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅฐๅˆ€ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ˜ใฃใจๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–ฌใ‚Š่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใ‚ใฎ่–ฌใ ใจ็ฉดใฏๅกžใŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆฌ ๆใฏๆฒปใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใพใ ๆ•ฐๆœฌๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ›žๅพฉ็”จใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•่–ฌใ ใŒใ€ๅ‚ทใ‚’ๅกžใๅŠนๆžœใฏใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€็„กใใชใฃใŸ็‰ฉใŒ็”Ÿใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๆฃฎใซ่กŒใ‹ใชใ„้™ใ‚Šใฏ้€ฒ่กŒใ—ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ๆœจ่ฃฝใฎใพใพใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ใชใฉใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใจใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆจนๆถฒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆปดใ‚‹็™ฝใ„็ฒ˜ๆถฒใ‚’ๅณๆ‰‹ใงๆŽฌใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ็™ฝใ„็ฒ˜ๆถฒใŒไน—ใฃใŸๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใใฃใจๆกใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ใ ใŒๆถฒไฝ“ไปฅๅค–ใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใŸใพใŸใพ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๆ•ฐๅใฎ่‚ฉใŒ่ทณใญไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€็ซใ‚’่ฒธใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใž!ใ€ ๆนฏใ‚’ๆฒธใ‹ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ซใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฎๆ€ใฃใŸ้€šใ‚Šใชใ‚‰......ใ€ ใƒ‘ใƒใƒ‘ใƒใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ่–ชใ‹ใ‚‰็ˆ†ใœใ‚‹้Ÿณใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็‚™ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ้ป’ใšใ‚€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆณจ่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‚ทๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸ็™ฝใ„็ฒ˜ๆถฒใฏใ€็‚Žใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๆฐดๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅคฑใ„ใ€็œŸใฃ็™ฝใชๅงฟใฏใใฎใพใพใงใ€ใ‚ตใƒฉใ‚ตใƒฉใจ็ ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใธใจ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็™ฝใ„็ ‚ใฏใ€้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ‰็Ž‹ใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ชใƒณใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆง‹ๆˆใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใใ‚Œใจ็“œไบŒใคใ ใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃใฎ็ซฏใŒๅŠใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚
Alyssa groaned while looking at a parchment. The image of her lying on top of a stack of blankets with her boots taken off, bare-footed to top it off, in the tent which was set up for her sake coupled together with her appearance, that looks childish, doesn't give the impression of someone leading an army at all. "Did Hifumi-san come back?" (Alyssa) What was written in the parchment the messenger brought from Fokalore by changing horses was the news of Hifumi's return. "We still haven't done our job though." (Alyssa) In fact they have been encamped in the plains next to the national border for around a week, but except them killing countless monsters by ganging up on them in groups they didn't do anything but just sending back the messenger from Vichy. Everyday they were rotating the shifts of training, vacation and guarding. Alyssa showed her face sometimes at the training and guarding duties. Kind of unchanging from what they have done in Fokalore, except being unable to go home, even the soldiers enjoyed the peaceful campaign without a hint of tension. "What's wrong?" (Miyukare) Miyukare entered with hot water she boiled at the burning bonfire outside. Observing Miyukare who pours the tea in an accustomed manner, Alyssa, who got up quickly, waves the paper she's holding in her hand. "It looks like Hifumi-san has returned to Fokalore." (Alyssa) "Oh. I wonder where he will rampage around next. It will be fine if it doesn't cost any excessive amount of money again though. Rather than that, I guess he hasn't brought any new residents or slaves along. If the number of people increased any more, it would become quite difficult for Paryu." (Miyukare) There are jokes mixed in, but where residents, who were invited by the feudal lord himself, are concerned, it will become necessary to treat them as privileged guests and that will radically increase the workload of Paryu who has the role of dealing with people from outside. Actually, Paryu felt secretly relieved since Hifumi unexpectedly came back without anyone tagging along. "I wonder if it's best for us to return as well, is what I was pondering about." (Alyssa) Miyukare, who handed a cup filled with tea to Alyssa, held her own share with both hands to warm them up. By gently touching the wood of the cup, the heat within permeated to her hands.magic "It will definitely finish with Lord-sama saying "Ah, yea" no matter which choice you pick. The most important point is to do what is good for you, Alyssa-sama." (Miyukare) "Ahahaha, that would be just like him to say that." (Alyssa) While drinking the still hot tea with little sips after cooling it down with a sour look, Alyssa laughs. "Then let's return for now, eh? Everyone likely wants to go back home, too. I also want to meet Hifumi-san." (Alyssa) Miyukare acknowledged Alyssa's decision while showing a somewhat complicated smile. "Understood. I will tell everyone right away." (Miyukare) "Let's depart tomorrow early morning? We will slowly advance while getting rid of monsters along the way." (ALyssa) "Oh?", Miyukare tilted her head to the side. "Won't that cause us to take quite a bit time until getting back to Fokalore?" (Miyukare) "It's fine, to go slowly at it." (Alyssa) While looking at the tea that doesn't diminish easily, she blows at it once again. "I have a feeling that it's slightly dangerous for me to meet with Hifumi-san before Origa-san does." (Alyssa) "Ah..." (Miyukare) She was able to consent to that but whether that was a good thing or not was something Miyukare didn't know. However she has no objection about the time she can spend with Alyssa lengthening. (I have to enjoy a picnic with her during our return as well.) A report identical to that of Alyssa reached Origa's place delayed by one week. In a room within the castle where she already felt at home thinking of it as her own dwelling, a female soldier, whom she brought along from Fokalore, conveyed the news in a dignified voice while standing up straight in front of Origa. "Madam, a fast letter has arrived from your territory." "Fast, huh? Did something happen?" (Origa) Origa, who was writing in her office, put down her pen considering it as unusual. "Lord-sama has returned..." At the moment she started to say that Origa literally leapt at her all of a sudden and snatched the paper from her. Looking at Origa who tightly grasped the report to a degree of it being close to getting torn with widely opened eyes, the female soldier sighed within her mind. (As long as she isn't like this, she is a lovely madam, but...) While the female soldier is thinking about such things, large tears gather at Origa's eyes. "Ah, Hifumi-sama... how wonderful for you to be alright..." (Origa) She tightly embraces the report in her chest while shedding big drops of tears. Of course Origa, just like Alyssa, harboured no anxiety about Hifumi being safe himself. Rather than that, she was worried about him not returning after having found a country more comfortable than this one or him, who was summoned from another world, having returned to his former world at some point of time unknown to her. Origa is aware that territory and peerage, which he only accepted "for some reason or another", isn't that much of an attachment to him. "I cannot stay here like this!" (riga) Folding the paper happily and stuffing it into her pocket, Origa returned her look at the female soldier, who stood around in a daze. "We will return to Fokalore right away." (Origa) "Right now?" "Yes, right now. Since I will go to bid farewell to Her Majesty, the Queen, get the carriage ready in that time. Please prepare a large quantity of light food centred around preserved food as we will cover the whole distance of the highway without resting as much as possible." (Origa) "Y-Yes!" With Origa's eyes throwing daggers at the head of the flustered female soldier while giving her the instructions, the female soldier dashed out of the room. "Well, then I will get ready as well." (Origa) "Is it fine to talk for a little moment before that?" The face, which peeked in from the door which the soldier had left open, was that of Royal Knight Order Captain Sabnak. "Isn't it a breach of manners to peep into the room of a lady without even knocking?" (Origa) "No, no, the door was open after all. I'd like you to overlook this much at least, but..." (Sabnak) "I don't particularly mind though." (Origa) Putting her hand on her cheek, Origa shakes here head. "If I tell your wife, Shibyura-san, about you having peeped into the room, Sabnak-sama..." (Origa) "I'm very sorry!" (Sabnak) Origa laughed in a pleasant, high-pitched sound due to Sabnak bowing his upper body vigorously to the degree of it being level to the ground. "It's a joke. However, I have gone for a tea together with your wife a few times. Since you have such a high position, your wife will worry about you if you aren't careful." (Origa) "I shall take it to heart." (Sabnak) "So, what's your business with me?" (Origa) "... I heard that Hifumi-san returned from the wastelands alive." (Sabnak) "Oh, as expected, news travel fast in the royal capital." (Origa) "We are still inferior to the elites of Fokalore", Sabnak scratched his head. "I wonder just what the heck Hifumi-san has done this time. I thought maybe you may know about that, Origa-san." (Sabnak) Sabnak sat down on the sofa urged on by Origa and tasted the prepared tea. He looks at Origa who is quietly sitting in front of him. "I'm sorry." (Origa) Origa lowered her sight to her hands which were resting on top of her knees. "I haven't received that much information. However, it's not important what my husband has accomplished. What's important is that he did me the favour of coming back home safely. Being able to meet him again is more important than anything else." (Origa) Sabnak was unintentionally captivated by her smile. He senses a dangerous beauty from her that hastens the beating of his heart. "I-Is that how it is...?" (Sabnak) "Yes. Even Shibyura-san will be always far more delighted by you returning home safely than you accomplishing a showy deed of arms." (Origa) Sabnak looked at Origa, who shows a bright smile, without saying anything in return. "N-Nothing. I believe that you have become a lot more cheerful compared to the time when I met you first." (Sabnak) Picking up her own cup with a hand, Origa looked at the tea's swaying. "As you might know, I was a slave. Turning from a free adventurer into a slave, I was bought by a dangerous man who killed the king and who isn't from this world but of some unknown origin. Even though I received training and carried out my revenge, there were still many more worries regarding my future from then on." (Origa) "However", she lifts her face. "While proceeding in my interactions with Hifumi-sama, I got gradually charmed by the way he does things and obtained the happiness called marriage which I gave up on at the time I became a slave. Being apart from him is saddening, but I believe that he will spoil me as compensation for that time once we meet again." (Origa) Sabnak smiled wryly at Origa in front of him who spoke fondly of her spouse while blushing and showing a bashful side of her. "Well, well, I give up. Hifumi-san is an amazing person after all. ... Because of that I have a single question though." (Sabnak) "What is it?" (Origa) "... What is Hifumi-san's aim, I wonder? Not only this country, he is even teaching techniques to Vichy and Horant as well. Even at the time he fought against Vichy and Horant as opponents, he didn't go as far as destroying their countries in the end. Albeit he has the strength to do so." (Sabnak) "I know that he isn't a simple destroyer", Sabnak faced Origa with a serious gaze. "Even though he likes fighting, destruction isn't his goal. Having said that, that doesn't mean that he's helping anyone. He doesn't desire profits and social status either..." (Sabnak) Having said this much, Sabnak noticed that the emotions within Origa's look have changed. Her smile is warm filled with a kindness completely as if she is watching a child, but Origa's green pupils stood out. "... I can't tell you yet. But, at the moment you learn of it, you as well as Her Majesty, the Queen, will definitely feel delighted." (Origa) "Delighted...?" (Sabnak) "Yes, Hifumi-sama is the hero summoned from another world by Her Majesty, the Queen, after all." (Origa) For Sabnak it was the first time for him to be scared by a woman's gentle smile. There's a commonly shared water well in the garden of the feudal lord's mansion. The water well is an extremely simple vertical construction where one draws water by lowering a bucket which dangles on a pulley. It serves as place to do washing as well as spot for the mansion's servants to fetch water. However, missing the calm atmosphere of every day's life, everyone, who was currently there, kept silent while sending fleeting glances at the man who usually doesn't visit that place. "Ouch... for the time to come where I have to experience something like shaving my own hand." (Hifumi) The one who mutters "that's something novel" is Hifumi who is crouching next to the water well. He, who woke up from his long slumber, stuffed the prepared food into his belly with gusto and turned up at this location while knocking his left hand, which changed into hard wood, with the pommel of his katana. The servants kneeled in panic due to the person above-the-clouds who suddenly turned up, but once he waved with his right hand while saying [Don't mind me] , he drew plenty of water from the well after taking a bucket which was nearby. And then he sat down with his back turned towards the other people present and began his work. He began to shave his hand, which turned into a wooden artificial hand, with a small knife. At the beginning he shaved the exterior of his thumb completely as if peeling the skin of vegetables while saying something like [It has totally the feel of woodcarving] , but he started to feel pain after having merely carved around one centimetre. While roughly washing the small knife in the bucket's water, he looks at the spot he shaved off and discovers a membrane of white mucus in the shaved part and blood seeping out from below that. "The fingertips are mostly a lost case. The bone surrounding around the palm are safe, huh?" (Hifumi) He shaves his fingers, the back of his hand and the palm. At the end he even lets the blade slide across an area very close to the wrist. "It's the same as with the elven lot, eh? No, the speed of progression is remarkably faster though I don't know the reason for it." (Hifumi) At the beginning he wondered whether the mucus had a pink colour, but once he washed his hand by thrusting it into the bucket, it became pure white. The skin, flesh, bones and blood are replaced by the mucus and it hardens sooner or later? , Hifumi cuts a part of his forearm. "This place looks alright." (Hifumi) The thin red line soon gets enlivened by puffed up blood and it turns into one long, red stream. Once he confirmed that the change was happening from the wrist downwards, Hifumi fixedly stared at his left hand after putting down the small knife. "It's also fine to get rid of it by cutting it off, but... even if the hole is closed up by that medicine, it won't recover the loss." (Hifumi) There are still several healing magic potions remaining, however even if they have the effect of closing a wound, it's not like they can re-grow something that has been lost. It probably won't progress as long as I don't enter the elven forest. I guess it's fine if it stays in a wooden state "Be that as it may, just what the hell is this stuff?" (Hifumi) Once he forcefully clasped the white mucus he held in his right hand, he slightly felt a different texture except that of liquid. Hifumi, who noticed something, turned around vigorously and the shoulders of several people, who faced him by chance, jumped up. "Please lend me a bit fire." (Hifumi) "T-There you go!" Heading towards the fire prepared to boil some water, Hifumi held out his left hand. "If it's just like I thought..." (Hifumi) While listening to the sound of bursting open by popping firewood, he gazes steadily at his left hand being scorched and blackening. The white mucus, which was visible from the cut up wound, lost its moisture from being touched by the flames and fell down into Hifumi's right hand just like dry sand while maintaining its pure white appearance. That white sand was identical to the one which formed the body of the late demon king Agathion. Hifumi's lips slanted upwards unintentionally.
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ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็ช็„ถใฎๅ‡ถ่กŒใซ้ฉšๆ„•ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸไบŒๆŸฑใฎ็ฅžใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚‹ใง่ช˜ๆ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆใฏ้žๅธธใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚็™บใ—ใชใ„ไบŒๆŸฑใฎ็ฅžใฎ็ฅžใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใšใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆใ‚ใฆ็”ŸใใŸ่€…ใ‚’......็ฅžใ‚’็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒ......ๆ–ฌใฃใŸใ€‚ใจใฆใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๆญฆใฎ้“ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆๅไฝ™ๅนดใ€่…•ใŒไธŠใŒใ‚ŒใฐไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใ†ๆฌฒๆฑ‚ใฏๅ‹Ÿใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ‰ฃใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไธ–็•Œใจใ„ใฃใŸใช? ้ญ”็‰ฉใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใฆใ„ใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใƒ†ใƒณใƒ—ใƒฌใง่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ไบบใฎๅ‘ฝใฏๆ—ฅๆœฌใ‚ˆใ‚Šใšใฃใจ่ปฝใ„ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐไบบใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ่ก€ใฏไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€่ก€ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆ็ดๅˆ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใธ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ถณๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒ้€ใ‘ใฆใ„ใใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚่ปข็งปใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ€ใ ใŒใ“ใฎใพใพใ“ใ„ใคใ‚’่กŒใ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใƒ’ใ‚ฒใ‚’ใ—ใ”ใ่€็ฅžใฏ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ๆญฆใฎ็ฅžใซใฏ็„ฆใ‚ŠใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ไป•ๆ–นใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€‚็ฅžใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€่ปข็งปใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใซใฏใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ใงใใ‚“ใ€ ็ฅžใŸใกใŒ่ฉฑใ™้–“ใซใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่…ฐใพใงใŒๆถˆใˆใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฅžๆง˜ใŸใกใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใŸไผšใŠใ†ใ€‚ไฟบใฏใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ใฃใจใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ใ€ๆๆ€–ใงไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆบ€ใŸใ™ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅŠ›ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆๆˆปใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใพใšใฏไฟบใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้€ฃไธญใ‚’ๅง‹ๆœซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใฏไฟบใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅซŒใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไธญใซๅคงใใชๅŠ›ใŒๆธฆๅทปใใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆฎบใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎๅŠ›ใŒใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่€…ใธใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฌใจๆ€’ใ‚ŠใŒใ€‚ ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฒใจๅ‘ผๅธใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏไฟบใฎๅ€ซ็†ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚็—ดไบบใฎๅคขใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒ......ๅŠ›ใงใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’ใ‹ใๅ›žใ—ใฆใ€ๅŠ›ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ—ใฆๆˆปใฃใฆใ“ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎใ€ใ“ใฎใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‹ใๅ›žใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ€ ็ฅžใฎ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใซใ™ใ‚‰ๅ†ทๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„่€…ใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใช......ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€่ปข็งปใŒๅฎŒไบ†ใ—ใŸใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€้ž˜ใ‚’่ตฐใฃใŸๅˆ€ใŒ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซ็ชใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŒใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฐ‘ๅฅณใธๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹็›ฎใฏใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜! ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจใ€็ช็„ถใฎ่›ฎ่กŒใซๆฟ€ๆ˜‚ใ™ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใ€‚ ๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆฐทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‹ใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใ†ใ…......ใ€ ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅˆƒ็‰ฉใ‚’็ชใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใŒๆ€ฏใˆใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก็คผใช! ใ“ใฎๆ–นใ‚’่ชฐใจๅฟƒๅพ—ใ‚‹ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ…ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฉฑใ›ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ†ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๅˆƒใŒๆป‘ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใŠๅ‰ใฏๆญปใฌใžใ€ ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆ็žณใ ใ‘ใงๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ใŒใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใงใฏๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๆœŸๅพ…ใซใฏ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ„ใ€‚้จŽๅฃซใŒๅŠๆญฉ่ธใฟๅ‡บใ™้–“ใซใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏๆญปใฌใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚†ใ€ๅ‹‡่€…ๆง˜......ใ‚ใชใŸใ‚’ๅฌๅ–šใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใง้–“้•ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏไฝ•่€…ใงใ€ไฟบใซไฝ•ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ็ฌฌไธ€็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใƒปใƒˆใƒชใ‚จใƒปใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใงใ™......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๆ€–ใใฆใงใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒใƒ„ใƒใƒ„ใจ่ฉฑใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฏใ€ไปŠใฏๅ‡ถๆ‚ชใชไบœไบบใŸใกใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใง็–ฒๅผŠใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™......ใ€‚ใใ“ใงใ€ๅคงๆ˜”ใฎๆ–‡็Œฎใซใ‚ใฃใŸๅคไปฃใฎๅฌๅ–š้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๅ†็พใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ......ใ€‚็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎ่ก€ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่€…ใฎใฟใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็ง˜่ก“ใงใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€็Ž‹ๆ—ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚็‰นใซ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใ€ๅ‹‡่€…ๆง˜ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ™ๅฝนใ‚’ไปฐใ›ใคใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™......ใ€ (ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใงใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ‚ชใจๆˆฆใ†ใŸใ‚ใฎๅ‹‡่€…ใจใ—ใฆใฎๅฌๅ–šใจใ„ใ†ใ‚„ใคใ‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ......) ใ€Œไปฐใ›ใคใ‹ใฃใŸ? 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[ What.... ] Astonished at Hifumi's sudden violence, the remaining two Gods were frozen in shock. [ Though it seems like an abduction, I am exceedingly happy about it. ] Hifumi said without meeting the two silent gods' gazes. [ For the very first time, a living person.... Whether a god can be called a living being is debatable.... I killed it. I feel very good. The desire to take a life increases as one walks the path of martial arts. The more one kills, the more their skill improves. A world of swords and magic? Demons exist. People that may deprive you of your life. One can say that a person's life has more value in Japan. If I have a reason, I will kill. ] There was no blood on the blade, but Hifumi shook the sword anyway. From where the magical formation was touching, his feet were slowly becoming transparent. [ Apparently this takes a while.. ] [ But, do we allow this fellow to just go as he pleases? ] The beard-stroking God seems to have settled down, but the God of martial arts hadn't regained his cool. [ Although he killed a God,the transfer has begun, we just can't do anything now. ] While the Gods were conversing, Hifumi's waist had started to disappear. [ Hey Gods. ] [ What? ] [ We'll meet again. I will take many lives there, fill the world with fear. I will come back much stronger. First I will deal with the people that called me, forcibly ignoring my intentions. I dislike people who try to manipulate me. ] The power to kill. Feeling better, he breathed out slowly. [ I will change that world according to my morals. Though it may be the dream of a fool..... I will ransack that world with my power, and find a way to get back, I'm sure I'll find something in that worthless world. ] [ Well then... ] Leaving behind a smile that brought a chill to even the Gods spines, Hifumi disappeared from this world. [ We may have unexpectedly sent off a terrible person.... ] The moment when the transfer was completed, the unsheathed katana, pointed at a girl in front of Hifumi. [ You, was I summoned? ] Hifumi snarled, eyeing the girl coldly. [ You bastard! What do you think you're doing! ] With the girl clearly not understanding what had occurred, the Knights suddenly yelled angrily. Contrasting to them, Hifumi was observing his surroundings icily. The six Knights gradually enclosed Hifumi, nudging him with their spears. [ Hiuuu.... ] The girl finally noticed the katana pointed at her. Her expression changed from perplexed to frightened. [ You are rude! Do you know whom you're speaking to?! ] [ Uu... ] [ Ah, speak slowly. If the blade slips carelessly, you will die. ] Looking over the Knights and the girl expectantly, Hifumi got no answers. If the Knights step forward by only half a step, the sword will slip and the girl dies. [ H-Hero sama..... It is I who have summoned you, it is not a mistake. ] [ Who are you, what do you want from me? ] [ I am the first princess of the Orsongrande Empire, Imeraria Torie Orsongrande... ] Attempting to meet eyes with Hifumi but failing, she started stuttering due to fear. Since it is a secret art that only a person of Royal blood can execute, since only those of the Royal bloodline are gifted with a large amount of mana, I was ordered to summon Hero-sama.... ] I see, summoning a hero to fight against evil happens in the fantasy genre often. And thus... [ Ordered to? Then, who is the initiator of this ritual? ] [ Th-That is ..... ] Princess Imeraria clearly saw the colour of anger in Hifumi's eyes, and was worried about telling him. But Hifumi could guess it easily. [ It's the King, isn't it. Only someone above the rank of 1st princess can order you. Though it might be the Queen too. If they are your parents, it makes sense that you are carrying out this duty. ] [ Ah.... ] Imeraria opened her eyes wide and looked quite flustered. The man in front of her eyes was not some hero fighting for some sense of justice, not caring for authority or power, but an extremely dangerous person. [ N-No, its different! I... this.. ] [ How old? ] [ Your age. ] [ Ah, 14 years old ! ] Puzzled momentarily by the question, she answered in a hurry. [ Is that so... ] Hifumi moved his sword away, just a little. In truth, he holds to some standards, one of them being "Upto junior high school level, the parents should take responsibility for their children's actions". Besides, "Criminals do not have human rights" and "Don't pay attention to religious fanatics and educators" are unsuitable for the laws and customs of Japan, because of which Hifumi had accumulated stress and impatience. [ Then, the ones that should be killed are your parents, huh.. ] At that instant, Hifumi turned and swung his katana. The surprise attack aimed at a gap in the neck of the Knight's armour struck true, and the Knight collapsed, unable to make a sound, blood gushing from his neck. [ Emitting bloodthirst so wildly, it's unpleasant, you know. Amateur. ] Exactly to the same place, as though it had not moved away at all. With merely one slash, the Knights froze in shock, feeling weak at the knees. Within this castle, the ones attending the ritual were the elite of the elite practitioners in the country. However, none of them were able to even see the sword's path. Furthermore, they didn't even notice when the katana had left Imeraria's throat. Watching Hifumi's swordsmanship, the Knights' shock increased. The swords and spears they use are heavily made and are used to cut using the weight and power. Apart from the thin clothes Imeraria was wearing for the ritual, they didn't think Hifumi's thin katana could damage their armour. For Hifumi, it was common sense to aim at the vital points of an opponent on the battlefield, but due to the difference in cultures, they were unable to understand. The dead knight's corpse proved that the ability that killed him was definitely that of a hero-level. [ You bastard! ] An enraged knight roars angrily, unable to step forward. Comparatively, Hifumi was very calm. [ Come forward if you want to die. I have business with this woman. ] Hifumi calmly provoked them, lowering his katana. At that instant, the five remaining knights charged together. [ ....Diversion method ] Hifumi muttered while turning his body to slide past a knight, using the knight's own momentum to move past him. Another knight's spear stabbed into the knight that replaced the lightly moving Hifumi's position. Though most of the damage is resisted by the armour, the spear pierced through the joints, the other's neck was split by Hifumi's katana. The light left the eyes of knight whose movement was restrained by stabbing his colleague and he died. [ Weak. ] Hifumi spat in disgust. [ Knights of the castle? I thought you'd be able to resist for longer than this. ] [ Had enough yet? ] [ You bastard, you are nothing! ] Their strength as Knights was dominated by Hifumi, no longer able to protect the princess. Simultaneously piercing and stabbing, Hifumi passed by the three knights as though he was taking a light stroll. The first knight had a spear protruding from his throat, the second had his spine slashed and the third was killed by Hifumi roundhouse kicking a knife into him, burying it upto the hilt. (TN: I dunno where the heck this knife came from) [ Its over. ] Hifumi declared disdainfully, turning the katana dripping with blood towards princess Imeraria again. Imeraria, who had absolute confidence in the strength of the Imperial Knights watched as the Knights sank in a sea of blood in the blink of an eye. It was unbelievable. [ Now, shall I have you guide me to your parents? ] Hifumi unconcernedly said, sheathing his sword after killing everyone. Guided by the princess, he walked within the castle. Servants and knights stared at them from a distance, but none called out to them. Seeing the haggard princess and the young man, no one was able to understand the situation. The room in which Hifumi was summoned, containing the corpses of the Knights had been locked when they left, and no one knew what had transpired there. Servants are not allowed access, they only know that some important things are done within that room. A splendid building. Looks quite similar to images of castles of the West that I saw on the net before. These servant-like fellows, are they wearing hemp clothes? Is the cultural level still that of the Middle Ages equivalent? Though Imeraria's clothes seem to be of fine make.... While walking, Hifumi suddenly decided to try out the Darkness magic attribute he received prior to the transfer. He predicted that the sense of incongruity within his body after the transfer might be mana. On letting an image float to his mind and concentrating the mana, something like black mist formed over his left hand. So this is Dark magic.... Remembering a previously read novel, he solidified the image for the magic. In front of him floated a black circle about 20 cm in diameter. Hifumi tried to insert his sword in it. It seems possible to put it in... Putting his right hand behind his back, Hifumi concentrated on the image and gripped the sword from the dark interior. Retrieval is possible even if I can't see it. Really, this shouldn't be able to be done. While experimenting Hifumi walked on noiselessly, Imeraria timidly walking with heels clacking was putting her whirling thoughts in order. Should I take him to the King? Or should I take him to some other place after all? Then what do I do after taking him elsewhere? When he knows he's been deceived, then what? Assuming I'll be killed, what then? In the end, someone in the castle can seize him, but eventually might reach father's place after struggling. [ Why do I have to do such a thing.....? ] Imeraria muttered inaudibly, her quiet companion seems to have heard her. [ Such a reason, only you will have the answer. ] [ Whether you did something out of malice, or out of profit, whether someone was grateful for it or was wounded by it, none of that matters. The only fact is that there will be a consequence. ] Another thought rose up in his mind.magic [ All actions bounce back on oneself. In such a situation, the reason is insignificant, only actions matter. ] While Hifumi's words disturbed princess Imeraria, they had arrived at the entrance of the throne room already. The king, waiting impatiently for the hero's visit. Not knowing anything, a Knight received them smilingly. [ Princess, this man.... ] [ Yes, I will conduct introductions to father. Please open the door. ] Her words to the Knight, different from before had calmed down. In the audience chamber, the King was sitting on a raised platform, with the Queen and Prince on his sides, with Knights and civil officials on both sides of the chamber. Storing his katana in the Dark Hole, Hifumi casually followed Imeraria into the chamber. 5 metres in front of the king, Imeraria halted. Hifumi was standing behind her in a bad mood. When Imeraria bowed, the King opened his mouth. [ Imeraria, is this person a Hero? ] But it was not the princess that answered. [ Nope, I am not a Hero. ] Hifumi said while looking the King in the eye. [ I may be rude! I'll speak plainly! ] An approximately 50 year old man seemingly a civil officer with a splendid moustache shouted, completely ignoring Hifumi. [ This woman did the summoning, dragging out this pitiful victim from a different world by force..... ] Pulled out from the Dark Hole, the katana shone with an uncanny light. [ This crime, make up for it with your life... ] With a cold light in his eyes, Hifumi sneered.
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16.Viva La Vida ใ€ๅพฉ่ฎใซ้ ๆ…ฎใฏ่ฆใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‘ ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซ่ผ‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใƒญใƒผใƒ—ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใ็ธ›ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใซ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถใ‚ˆใ†ใซไผใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚’ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๅ‰ใซ่ปขใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎๆŒใก็‰ฉใ‚’็›—ใ‚“ใ ๅฅดใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†็ฝฐใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎๆณ•ใงใฏใ€่…•ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฝใจใ™ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ขซๅฎณใซใ‚ใฃใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใซๅง‹ๆœซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฎๆ–นใŒๅคšใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๆญฃๅฝ“ใชๅฏพๅฟœใจใ—ใฆๅ‡ฆ็†ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ถ™ใ„ใ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใฏ้ก”ใ‚’้’ใ–ใ‚ใฆใ€ใ™ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใ‚’ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‹ใ€ๅ‹˜ๅผใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„! ไฟบใฏไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใง......ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€ใงใฏใใฎๆŒ‡็คบใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใจๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅฅดใ‚’่จ€ใˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใฏ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธŠใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงไปŠๅบฆใฏๆฎบใ—ใซๆฅใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใจๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚......ใ€ ใ€Œๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œ! ่จ€ใ†! ่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰!ใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใซ่ฉฑใ™ใจๅพŒใŒ็„กใใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ฉฑใ•ใชใ‘ใ‚ŒใฐไปŠๆญปใฌใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚ใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ๆถ™ใง้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒฃใซใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‘ฝไนžใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ ใ‹ๆฐ—ใŒๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚„ใคใซ้จ™ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใฏใญ......ใƒปใ€ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€‚ๆฎบใ™ๆฐ—ใ™ใ‚‰ๅคฑใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใญ......ใ€ ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ก—ใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŒ่ตฐใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€15ไบบใปใฉใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้Žงใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธ่ตฐใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅพŒใ‚ใ !ใ€ ๅซใถไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใจๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใŸๅฟœๆด้ƒจ้šŠใŒใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใชใ‚“ใง......ใ€ ใคใ„็ซ‹ใกๆญขใพใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใฎๅŒๅƒšใŸใกใŒใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใงใฏใชใ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใงใฏใชใๅฎŸ้š›ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจใ€ไธ€็•ช่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ต้šŠ้•ทใจ็›ฎใŒๅˆใฃใฆ็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅ…ต้šŠ้•ทใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ็‹™ใ„ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚ใ!ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฟใ‘ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒใ‚ซ้‡Ž้ƒŽ!ใ€ ้–“ไธ€้ซชใ€ๆ–ฌใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’็ชใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‰่นดใ‚Šใงๅ…ต้šŠ้•ทใ‚’็ชใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใŸใŸใ‚‰ใ‚’่ธใ‚“ใ ๅ…ต้šŠ้•ทใ ใŒใ€ๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฌใ…ใ€ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹! ่ณŠใ‚ใŒ!ใ€ ๅ…ต้šŠ้•ทใŒๅจๅš‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใฆไธฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ๆ•ฐไบบใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎๆ–นใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ณŠใฏใŠๅ‰ใฎๆ‰€ใฎๅฅดใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚้ ญๆฒธใ„ใฆใ‚“ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๅใๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใจ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŒใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฎไธŠๅธใ ใชใ€‚่บพใŒใงใใฆใชใ„ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€่บพใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–นใ‚‚ใ‚ฏใ‚บใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‹? ใ‚“?ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆŒ‘็™บใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ…ต้šŠ้•ทใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆ็›ดใ—ใฆ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ็”ทใฏ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚’้จ™ใ‚Šๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎไปฒ้–“ใซๆฟกใ‚Œ่กฃใ‚’็€ใ›ใฆๆฎบใใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็—ดใ‚Œ่€…ใ ! ไปŠใ“ใฎๅ ดใงๆ–ญ็ฝชใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ๆ•ขใˆใฆ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆๅคงๅฃฐใงๅซใณใ€้ ๅทปใใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€่ˆฌไบบใซ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่ชฌๆ˜Žใชใฎใ ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚โ€œใใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹โ€ใซใ—ใฆใ€้ƒฝๅˆใฎๆ‚ชใ„่€…ใ‚’ๅง‹ๆœซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šๅˆ็Šฏใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใจใ—ใฆใฏ้ธๆŠž่‚ขใฏไธ€ใคใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใซใฏ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใพใจใ‚ใฆๆฅใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ่ˆใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆ่‹ฅ้€ ใŒ! ๆญปใญ!ใ€ ๅ†ใณไธŠๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰่ขˆ่ฃŸๆ‡ธใ‘ใซๆ–ฌใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๅ…ต้šŠ้•ทใ ใŒใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใใฎๅทฆ็›ฎใซๅˆ€ใŒๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚่„ณใพใงๅฑŠใ„ใŸๅˆƒใŒใ€ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจๅ…ต้šŠ้•ทใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃ! ๆ•™ใˆใŸ้€šใ‚Šใซๆฎบใ›ใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ‚Œ!ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅฃฐใซไบŒไบบใŒๅๅฟœใ—ใŸใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏ่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฅณไบŒไบบใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆ–นใŒๅฑ้™บใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ…ต้šŠ้•ทไปฅๅค–ใงใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใ‚Š10ไบบ็จ‹ใŒไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…ต้šŠ้•ทใŒๆญปใ‚“ใงๅ…ต้”ใฎ้–“ใซๅ‹•ๆบใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใŒใ€ไฝ•ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใŒๅฑใชใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€็›ดใใซ็ซ‹ใก็›ดใฃใฆๆฎบๅˆฐใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ (ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŸใกใซๅฏพ้›†ๅ›ฃๆˆฆใฎ่จ“็ทดใฏใ—ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ไปŠๅบฆๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใŒใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใŒใ„ใชใ„ใจใชใ) ใฎใ‚“ใใชไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅ‹•ใใฏ็ด ๆ—ฉใ„ใ€‚ ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใชไธ€ไบบใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซๅ›žใ‚Š่พผใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅฑ…ใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๆŠผใ—่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ๆ•ฐๆœฌใฎๅ‰ฃใซ่ฒซใ‹ใ‚Œใฆ่‹ฆๆ‚ถใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎใพใพๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ‚‚ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ้ ธใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰็ด ๆ—ฉใๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅŽ็ดใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏ้Ž–้ŽŒใ ใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใพใจใ‚ใฆ้Ž–ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’็ตกใ‚ๅ–ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅผ•ใ่พผใ‚“ใง่…ฐใซไน—ใ›ใฆๆŠ•ใ’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ฆ–ใŒๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใใ‚‚ใฃใŸ้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบๆƒใฃใฆ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ้Ž–ใ‚’ใปใฉใใจใ€่ฟ‘ใใซๆฅใฆใ„ใŸ็”ทใฎๅ–‰ใ‚’้ŽŒใงๆŽปใๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ก€ใ—ใถใใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅˆฅใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใธใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€็ชใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใซ้Ž–ใ‚’็ตกใ‚ใฆๅฅชใ„ๅ–ใ‚‹ใจใ€่„‡่…นใฎ้Žงใฎ้š™้–“ใซ้ŽŒใ‚’ๅฉใ่พผใฟใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่…นใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ‚ใฉใ‚ใจๆตใ‚Œๅ‡บใ™่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ†…่‡“ใ‚’ๅ‘†็„ถใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใงๅŠๅˆ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใŒใชใ•ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใžใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๆฎบใ—็”ฒๆ–ใŒใชใ„ใ€ ใคใพใ‚‰ใชใใ†ใซๅ˜ฏใ„ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธ€ไบบใŒๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€่ถณใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆ็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่ปขใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆ’ซใงใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้ŽŒใง้ šๅ‹•่„ˆใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ๆƒจใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆญปไฝ“ใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒไบŒไบบใšใค็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ๆ—ขใซไธ€ไบบใšใคใฏๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใงๅฐใ•ใชๅ‚ทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใ•ใ›ใšใ€ๅ‹•ใใŒ้ˆใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใง่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ขจใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ็ฒพๅบฆใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œๅ‘ณใ‚‚ๅข—ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ้€†ใซไบŒๅˆ€ใง่ฟ‘ๆŽฅๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใฎๅ‰ฃใงไธŠๆฎตใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ้˜ฒๆˆฆไธ€ๆ–นใซใชใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงไธๆ„ใซๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’่…ฟใซ็ชใใŸใฆใ€ๅ‹•ใใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใซๅ–‰ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใฆๆฎบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—ใ€่‰ฏใใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€ ็Ÿญใ่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฏ่ฆ‹็‰ฉใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่ก—ใฎไบบใ€…ใ‚‚ใ€ๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆใ‚Œใฆใ‹ใ€่ชฐใฒใจใ‚Šใ„ใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŸใกใฎไป–ใซ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆœชใ ใซ็ธ„ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใŸใ‚Œใฆ่ปขใŒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใฎใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใจใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใใŸ็”ทใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒๅใ‚’่žใใจใ€ใ‚ฟใƒ ใ‚บใจๅไน—ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใฃใŸใ„ใ€ใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ......ใ€ ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใƒ ใ‚บใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใฏใ€ไบบใ ใฃใŸ็‰ฉใŒใ‚ใกใ“ใกใซ่ปขใŒใ‚Šใ€่ก€ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ๆผ‚ใ†่ก—ใฎๅ…ฅๅฃใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‰น็ญ‰ๅธญใงๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใใ›ใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹? ใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใฏๆ—…ไบบใฎ่ท็‰ฉใ‚’ๆผใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ›ใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎไธŠๅธใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใŸใ“ใ“ใซ่ปขใŒใฃใŸๅŒๅƒšใŸใกใฏใ‚ฐใƒซใ ใฃใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใ•ใ€ ่ชใ‚ใŸใใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใŒๅคงใใ™ใŽใฆไฝ•ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒ ใ‚บใฏ้ป™ใฃใŸใพใพใ ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใงๆ”พใฃใฆใŠใไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ไปฒ้–“ใŒๆƒจๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใฆๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆ€ฏใˆๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช็œŸไผผใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ? ๅ€ใฎไบบๆ•ฐใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅผทใ„ๅฅดใŒๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ๅ‰ใ„ๅฅดใŒๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‹่จ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช?ใ€ ใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใŒ่จ€ใ„็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใŸใšใ€ใพใใ—็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎๆง˜ใซใ€็ซ‹ๅ ดใŒไธŠใฎๅฅดใŒ็„กๆกไปถใงๅ‰ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅฅดใŒๅคš้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎๅŒๅƒšใจไธŠๅธใฎๅŒบๅˆฅใŒใคใใ‹? ใฉใฎ่‚‰ใŒใŠๅ‰ใฎๅ‹้”ใ ? ใฉใฎๅ†…่‡“ใŒไธŠๅธใฎใ‚„ใคใ ? ไบบ้–“ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ–ฌใ‚Œใฐใฟใ‚“ใช่ก€่‚‰ใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใฆๆญปใฌใ€‚็Ž‹ใ‚‚้จŽๅฃซใ‚‚ใ‚ดใƒญใƒ„ใ‚ญใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚‚ใ€็œŸๅ‰ฃใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅŸบๆœฌใฏไบบใฏๅŒใ˜ใ ใžใ€‚้•ใ†ใฎใฏ่ฆ‹ๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใจใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏใ‚ˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฌไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ€ไฟบใซๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ็ตถๅฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใŒ็ต„็น”็š„ใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ—ใŸไบ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใพใจใ‚ๅฝนใŒใ•ใฃใใฎๅฅดใ‹ใ‚‚ใฃใจไธŠใ‹ใฏใ€่žใใซใ„ใ‘ใฐใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏ......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚ฐใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚’่นดใ‚Š่ปขใŒใ—ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅฅด้šทใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๆŠผใ—ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใŒใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ๆฎบใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ—ใ€้ป’ๅน•ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅฎŸ่กŒใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ“ใ„ใคใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎบใ™ใ€ ใใ‚ŒใŒๅพฉ่ฎใฎๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎ็›ฎใ‚’้ †ใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๆฑบใ‚ใ‚ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฏ่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏไนฑๆšดใช่ฉฑใ—ๆ–นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚‚ใŠใ—ใจใ‚„ใ‹ใจใฏๆญฃๅๅฏพใงใ€ไธปไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝผๅฅณใ ใŒใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซใฏๅ–„ไบบใงไบบใ‚’ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅนณๆฐ—ใงใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆฎบใ™ๆ–นใ‚’ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“้ธใถใ—ใ€ใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ€ๆ•ตใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๆŠตๆŠ—ใงใใชใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใฏๆŠตๆŠ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅพฉ่ฎใจใ„ใ†ๅคง็พฉๅๅˆ†ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไบบใจใ—ใฆๆญฃใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใŒ็ญ”ใˆใฎๅ‡บใชใ„็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’้ ญใฎไธญใงใ“ใญใใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€้šฃใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้™ใ‹ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆฎบใ—ใพใ™ใ€ 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ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ„ใชใ€ ใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใชใ„้‡‘้กใ‚’ๅบ—ๅ“กใซๆกใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใชๆ–™็†ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใคใพใงๅ‘†ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ใใ‚ใใ‚็›ฎใ‚’่ฆšใพใ›ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ€็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฏๆ„Ÿๅ‚ทใซๆตธใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ๅฅด้šทใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใ ใ—ใฆๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ฌใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใจใ€ๅ”‡ใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใฆไธๆบ€ใ‚’่ฟฐในใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใซใ€ๅฅณใฏๅผทใ„ใชใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅผทใใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ‹ใฃ็ซฏใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใฎๅฅดใ‚’ไธ€ไบบๅ€’ใ—ใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใงๆบ€่ถณใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใพใ ใพใ ๆฎบใ•ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจๅ‰ๆใชใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅค‰ใซๅœฐไฝใŒ้ซ˜ใใฆๆ‚ช็Ÿฅๆตใฎๅƒใๅฅดใฃใฆใฎใฏใ€ๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใฆ็—›ใ„็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ€้‹ใŒๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใฃใฆใพใŸๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใฆไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰็‰ฉใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฅดใฏใ€ใ•ใฃใฑใ‚Šใจๆถˆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใŒใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใŒๆฅฝใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช่ฉฑใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไธ‰ไบบใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจๆ–™็†ใŒไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅคšใ‚ใงๅค‰ใซ่ฑช่ฏใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ฒดๆ—ใ ใจ็ŸฅใฃใŸๅบ—ไธปใŒ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆ็”จๆ„ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ้ฃŸๆฌฒใŒใ‚ใ‹ใšใ€้ ๆ…ฎใŒใกใซ้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใจๅฏพ็…ง็š„ใซใ€ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชใƒใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใƒ†ใƒผ้ขจใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ญใ‚„ใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ญใƒƒใจใ—ใŸๆ–ฐ้ฎฎใชใ‚ตใƒฉใƒ€ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ƒใจๅ‘ณใ‚ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ”ใใ”ใใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใซ้ฃŸๅพŒใฎไบˆๅฎšใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฃŸในใŸใ‚‰ใƒใƒผใ‚ฒใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃๅญ็ˆตใฎๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใซ่กŒใใžใ€‚ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ—ใซ่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใจใชใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใงๆ—…่กŒใฎไบˆๅฎšใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใฎ่€ณใซใฏๆ–ฐใŸใชๆฎบๆˆฎใฎๅฎฃ่จ€ใซใ—ใ‹่žใ“ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
Chapter 16: Viva La Vida Hifumi quickly tied Guzafan up with a rope and had him loaded into the carriage. Then he asked the remaining soldiers to call the person in charge. Guzafan was thrown in front Origa and Kasha. [Origa, this is the shithead that stole the noble's personal property, What kind of punishment will he receive?] [...... According to the laws of Orson Grande, an arm is expected to be cut off...... ] [ Although the harm done to us by the incident with the noble is much worse. His punishment must still be within legal limits.] As Kasha's words took over Origa's, Guzafan's face turned pale, he looked toward Hifumi for respite. [ Ple, please forgive me! I was only ordered to...... ] [ Really, what were the instructions given and who gave them] [That, that is...... ] Guzafan couldn't answer. Even if he is not killed by Hifumi, if he gave out the official's name it will be only a matter of time before he is killed by the accomplice. [You cannot say? Then...... ] [Please wait! I will say it! Im gonna say it! ] Speaking honestly might have delayed his disappearance, but not speaking would be certain death. In that case, since it couldn't be helped Guzafan begged for his life with a tear-streaked and disheveled face. Seeing this pathetic figure, Origa and Kasha were somewhat disgusted. [ Being deceived by such a miserable person....... ] [ Really. Even the desire to kill has dissipated.... ] While saying that, the soldier from before ran out of town. Immediately behind him were a group of about 15 people. Since all of them wore armour similar to Guzafan's, they were probably soldiers of the town. Seeing them run in their direction, Hifumi instantly noticed something and started running towards the group. [ Behind! ] Hearing Hifumi's yell, the soldier turned around, and before he knew it, the backup force behind him had drawn their swords. [ Eh, what..... ] Inadvertently halting, the soldier muttered upon seeing his colleagues face someone, not Guzafan, but him. No, it wasn't his imagination. The eyes of the lead soldier were clearly on him. The lead soldier raised his sword, clearly aiming for him. [ Uwaaa! ] [ Dodge it you fool! ] Hifumi pushed away the soldier that was about to be cut, by a hairs breadth. Lashing out at the lead soldier with a frontal kick, while dodging the swung blade. However the lead soldier only stumbled a step back and didn't fall down. [Nuu, stop your resistance! you thieves!] The lead soldier intimidates him and the soldiers surround Hifumi in a line with their swords drawn.magic Several people appear to be heading towards Kasha and Origa. [This piece of shit thief seems to be from your place. Is your head boiled?] Hifumi drew his slender katana, and with knit brows, as if spitting out his words: [ So you're their boss. I knew you couldn't discipline them, but I guess it can't be helped if the one disciplining them is trash, right? Hm? ] Whether they heard Hifumi's provocation or not, the lead soldier steadies his sword again and says to his subordinates. [This man is a noble who swindles, for him to frame and attempt to kill us is foolish! Arrest him on the spot!] Purposely ignoring it, he yelled out loud so that the surrounding commoners can hear what he's saying. Hifumi thought that this is an explanation. Using "That's how it is" to dispose of inconveniences. It seems this isn't his first offence and he's quite used to it. When it comes to it, Hifumi had only one choice. [Understood. It seems talking to you is a waste of time. Come, I'm gonna kill you all together ] [Don't underestimate me youngster! Die!] Once again the lead soldier raised his sword and slashed diagonally from the shoulder, but during the downward slash, a sword struck his left eye. The blade then swept through his brain, and the soldier's long life ended quickly. [Origa, Kasha! Kill them as I have taught you, do it with all your might! ] Hifumi didn't see if both of the girls reacted to his voice. Judging that Hifumi was more dangerous than the two women. Besides thelead soldier, the other 10 soldiers surrounded him. Seeing that the lead soldier was dead, unrest ran through the soldiers, but comprehending that not getting rid of Hifumi would be dangerous, they immediately recovered and rushed at him. Kasha and Origa have no practice in combat with multiple opponents. There are too many people to start teaching them now... Although he was thinking that in an easygoing way, Hifumi's movements were quick. Before the soldiers' attacks arrived, he quickly turned around and swapped places with a suitable person behind him. Crammed into the place where Hifumi was before, many blades arced, voices were raised in anguish, and the man died. Meanwhile moving further, a soldier's head was lopped off, and Hifumi stored his katana. The chain bound two people together at the neck, pulled them back, and then threw them to the ground. You could hear the muffled sound of a necks breaking. The two of them died together, the chain was untied without confirming their deaths, and the blade of the sickle cut into a nearby person's neck. The blood spray was avoided to deal with another opponent, a sword was thrust but the chain wrapped around it and and pulled, snatching it away. The sickle was driven through the opening on the side of the armor, slicing the stomach open with all his might. The soldier was stunned while staring at his own intestines messily flowing out, and died before he became fully aware of it. [ Half of them left. No resistance at all. You all aren't even worth killing if you don't persevere a little bit more ] Hifumi bragged, stating that he was disappointed, all while slashing at another oncoming person. A swipe at the soldier's leg and the soldier would easily fall, then gently slash the carotid artery with the sickle. The remaining soldiers were killed brutally. Hifumi, surrounded by dead bodies, turned his focus toward Origa and Kasha. Those two each have an opponent, but had already defeated them. Origa prevented them from approaching by hurting them with shurikens, and when their movements became dull, she chanted wind magic to cut their heads off. The accuracy of her magic is rising, and the sharpness seemed to have increased as well. Conversely, Kasha was fighting with her 2 swords nearby, she repeatedly attacks the upper body with the right sword and when the opponent blocks her attack she will suddenly stab the opponent's thigh with her left sword causing the opponent to stop on his tracks, then she will deal the killing blow by slicing through the throat. [ Great, you did well] Hifumi was looking around while praising them quickly. The townspeople who were there from the beginning were afraid of being caught up in the fighting, none of them dared to run. Only Hifumi and the gang survived with Guzafan still tied down and the man who called the group of soldiers. The battle was confirmed to be over, the soldier who was unsteadily trying to stand up asked Hifumi for his name and introduced himself as Tamuzu. [What the hell happened here......] In front of the dumbfounded Tamuzu, objects that appear to be people were scattered all over the place and the smell of blood permeated the air from the town entrance. [You still don't know even though you were watching from a special seat? Guzafan is a fool who rummages through travelers' luggages, the ones felled here are your colleges, including your boss. ] Whether he can't admit it or the shock was too big to think of anything Tamuzu could only remain silent. Hifumi decided to leave it alone because it didn't matter. He stood in front of Guzafan who was terrified from seeing his accomplices completely annihilated. [You, don't you what's going to happen because of your actions......] [What's going to happen? Are the numbers coming going to double?Is a stronger guy going to appear? Or are going to say some famous guy is going to appear?] Without waiting for Guzafan to answer, Hifumi kept rattled on. [There's too many people like you on their high horses, thinking they are great. Look at those corpses. Can you tell who's your colleague, your boss? Which flesh is your friends'? Which internal organ is your boss'? If a human being is cut, their insides spill out and they die. Kings, knights, and thugs, it's all the same. ] The one listening to Hifumi's words is not only Guzafan. Origa and Kasha were also seriously listening. [It's the same for you and me, the foundation for every human is the same. The only difference is their appearance, to distinguish them, what they think, and what they do. You guys only thought about doing bad things and were hostile to me. That was all. ] Ignoring Gazufan who was lost for words, Hifumi turned around to face Origa. [This, understand that these guys are organized when committing the crime. Whether that asshole from before is the mastermind or just the lackey, we will know when we hear it. Therefore...... ] Hifumi kicked Guzafan towards the two slaves [ If I were in your position, I would kill this guy. Nothing will happen even if you kill him, even the mastermind thought they are nothing, and would execute this guy. Therefore just kill him. ] This is revenge in the first place as Hifumi said. And then, staring intently at Origa and Kasha one by one, he told them to make their own decisions. Kasha was hesitant. Her way of speaking was coarse and rough, completely opposite to her graceful appearance, and unlike her master Hifumi, she was a girl who could not stay calm after injuring good people. If attacked by an opponent with weapons, one would naturally kill, since it is impossible to survive without doing so. Even so, just for being an enemy, killing an enemy, especially one who is not resisting. Just for the sake of revenge, as a person, is it right to kill? While Kasha was kneading around this question in her head, Origa calmly stood up. [ ...... Kill him] Origa said clearly. [ Kasha, pulling back now, I have a feeling that we will regret it. We had a hard time in the past. Kill him, if not, someone else will. After all, if master hadn't taken us at that time, how would we be able to take revenge with our own hands? ] Though this time, master arranged it, smiled Origa wryly. That is so, Kasha's head cleared. [ We will bring down our enemies. ] Pulling out a single sword, Kasha smiled at Origa. [ Master, if it's alright, may I borrow master's "Katana"? ] No magic, realising that Origa wanted to kill with her own hands, Hifumi loosened his sword in the sheath, and pointed it towards Origa, hilt first. Smoothly, the blade was drawn, light reflecting off its beautiful curve. The atmosphere changed. The fact that it was a tool to deprive life was forgotten. Reverently receiving the sword, Origa stood awkwardly clasping the katana next to Kasha, looking down at Guzafan rolling underfoot. [ P-Please sto-......I believed it was wrong. But after all, it was an order....] [ Shut up. ] Origa said in a cold voice. Kasha's mouth was drawn tensely. [Think of death as salvation. The life of despair that we felt, savouring fear everyday for the agony that is to come. What kind of humiliation would we receive, the anxiousness of how we would die. It's better than living with our minds crushed by the gruesome picture of our future, even if we don't want to think about it. Because if it were possible to die, then that would be the end of it] Origa looked at the close friend next to her who finished speaking. Kasha only nodded once and at the same time Origa thrust [Gi~ii......!] Guzafan only grit his teeth without even releasing any sound from the pain, he didn't die immediately. Their sword damaged Guzafan's femoral artery, an enormous amount of blood flowed out, a little reprieve was given before he died. [I'll watch the way you die. Look at our faces while you die in regret ] [We regretted a lot during that time. To have been cheated by you. Therefore this time, you must regret a lot during that time.] The two of them watched Guzafan's corpse emotionlessly. Hifumi was silently watching, over looking them fondly, it's like looking at a beautiful, benevolent, and profound holy mother but the comparison was silly. Guzafan died while muttering that he didn't want to die. For Origa and Kasha, it was their first taste of revenge. Origa and Kasha didn't say anything while Hifumi lead them to the dining room. The time to eat was just approaching, but they did not leave, as Origa and Kasha seemed as though they did not want to move. They were afraid to enter, since they might be refused entry, but after proving that they were working for the kingdom, they were reluctantly let in. After showing the medal of nobility, of course. [This is bad. ] While saying so, he gave the shop employee a huge amount of money and told them to bring suitable dishes. [How long are you going to be engrossed. You should wake up anytime now] [I'm, I'm deeply sorry] [......To bask yourselves in a little sentimentality is ok, but...] Origa remembered that they were slaves and got flustered, while Kasha pouted her lips in dissatisfaction. Hifumi thought they were strong women. Having experienced quite a bit of shock, there seemed to be no problem. [Don't be satisfied with defeating that one person who is at most a piece of shit underling. After this isn't there more people to kill and places to go?] [......To kill with reason huh] [ There should be a suspicious high ranking dipshit behind this, it was bad luck that you had experienced a painful mistake but you had to do it again. ] Therefore, erasing the hostile guy at the top should be done without regret. After that, you'll feel better, said Hifumi. In front of these three, a succession of dishes were lined up one by one. Though somewhat larger portions and strangely luxurious, it was because the shopkeeper knew Hifumi was a noble and worked harder at preparing the dishes. In contrast to Origa and Kasha, who didn't have an appetite and were reservedly eating the tender pork sauted style steak and the fresh and crunchy salad, Hifumi simply gulped down his meal and announced his plans. [ After eating, I will go to Viscount Hagenti's estate and say hello. ] Upon hearing the plan, only Kasha's ears did not detect the declaration of a new massacre.
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ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ›ธ็Šถใซใฏใ€ๅฎšๅž‹ๆ–‡ใ˜ใฟใŸๆด่ป่ฆ่ซ‹ใฎๆ–‡ๆ›ธใซ็ถšใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใธใฎ็งไฟกใจใ—ใฆไธ€่กŒใ ใ‘ใ‚ตใƒฉใƒชใจๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ โ€œๆ•ตใฏๆฒขๅฑฑใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใƒˆใ‚ชใƒŽไผฏใซใฏๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใšๅนณใ‚‰ใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„โ€ ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏใ€้šŠ้•ทใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใปใผๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅ›ฝๅขƒ่ฟ‘ใใฎๅใ‚‚ใชใ„่พฒๆ‘ใซใฆๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ€ชๆˆ‘ไบบใฏๅพŒ้€ใ—ใ€ใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใงๆฒป็™‚ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚‹ไบบๅ“กใ‚’ๆ•ฐๅใ€ไป˜ใๆทปใ„ใจใ—ใฆ้€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ•ฐไปถใฎๅฎถใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆ้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฎๅฎฟ่ˆŽใจใ—ใฆๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใ€ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏๆ‘ใฎๅค–ใง้‡Žๅ–ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏๅŽใพใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๅฐ‘ๆ•ฐใฎ่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ›ฝๅขƒใธๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆณใ ใ€‚ ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๆ‘ใธใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸๆ™‚ใ€ไธๅบฆ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒ้›†ใพใฃใฆ่ป่ญฐใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ฆฌใฎ่ถณ้Ÿณใซๆ…Œใฆใฆๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใซ่กŒใฃใŸ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้šŠๅ“กใŒใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ‚’ไผดใฃใฆ่ป่ญฐใฎๅ ดใซๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใ€‚ไน…ใ—ใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œๆ•ต่ฅฒใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใžใ€‚้ฉšใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ็ฌฌไธ€ใจ็ฌฌไบŒใฎ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฏไปฒใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใปใฉใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ‹คๅ‹™ๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒใพใ‚‹ใง้•ใ†ใฎใงใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจ่‡ชไฝ“ใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ ใ€‚้šŠ้•ทใ‚„ๅ‰ฏ้šŠ้•ทใฉใ†ใ—ใŒๅŸŽใง้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซใ“ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎ็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅ›ฝใฎ็ซฏใพใงไฝ•ใฎ็”จใ ?ใ€ ่Šณใ—ใใชใ„ๆˆฆๆณใธใฎ่‹›็ซ‹ใกใ‚’้š ใ›ใชใ„ใพใพใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ‚’็จใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ฑ้—˜ใ‚’็”ณใ—ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใซๆฅใŸใ€‚ๅ€‹ๅˆฅใงๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ฑ้—˜? ๆด่ปใงใฏใชใใฆๅ…ฑ้—˜ใจใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€ ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใŒ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒฉใƒชใ‚ขใฎ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟๅฎฃ่จ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใฎ่›ฎ่กŒใซใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้ขใ€…ใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใฏ......ใ€‚ใ“ใฎไบ‹ใ€็Ž‹ๅญใธใฏ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠไผใˆใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ไปŠ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธๆˆปใฃใฆใฟใ‚ใ€ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ็Ž‹ๅญใพใงๅฎณใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ตๆžœใซใชใ‚Šใ‹ใญใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹......ใ€ ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใซใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆๅ†—่ซ‡ใ‚„่ช‡ๅผตใงใฏใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฏไปŠใงใ“ใไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ้–“้•ใ„ใง่ฒดๆ—ใซใชใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ…ƒใฏใฉใ“ใฎ่ชฐใจใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅฌๅ–š่€…ใงใ€็Ž‹ใ‚’ๅผ‘ใ—ใŸๅ้€†่€…ใ ใžใ€‚ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใŸๅฝขใซใชใฃใŸ็Ž‹ๅญใซ้ ๆ…ฎใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใ‚“ใ€ ใใ“ใง็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’่ฆใ—ใฆ็ฌฌไธ€ใƒป็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใง้€ฃๅธฏใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆดพใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฎๅๅฟœใฏ่Šณใ—ใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใ€ใฒใจใค่žใใŒใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ้จŽๅฃซใจๅ…ตใฏไฝ•ไบบ้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......้จŽๅฃซใŒ30ใ€‚ๅ…ตใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฎ็ญ”ใˆใซใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใฏ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆˆฆๅŠ›ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„็จ‹ๅบฆใฎไบบๆ•ฐใงใ‚ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใฆใ€ๅ…ฑ้—˜ใจใฏ็ฌ‘ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…ˆใซ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’ๆ“ใ—ใฆๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใฎใฏใŠใ‚ŒใŸใกใฎๆ–นใ ใ€ ๅพŒใ‚ใง่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้šŠๅ“กใŸใกใฏใ€ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใคใ„ใฆใใŸ็Ž‹ๅญใซๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใใ›ใซใ€ใจ็›ฎใง่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใฃ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๆˆฆๅ ดใ ใ€‚ๅŸŽใฎๅฎˆไบบใฏๅŸŽใธๅธฐใ‚Œใ€ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใ‚นใซใ™ใ’ใชใๆ–ญใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏใ€ไปŠๅคœใ ใ‘ใฏๆ‘ใซ็•™ใพใ‚Šใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฏไธ€ๅบฆใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใธๆˆปใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใ‚’ใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎๅฎถใซๅฎฟๆณŠใ•ใ›ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๆ‘้•ทใฎๅฎถใฎ้›ขใ‚Œใ‚’ไธ€ๅคœใฎๅฏๅบŠใจใ—ใŸใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใŒๅฎถใธๅ…ฅใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใซ็ซ‹ใค้จŽๅฃซใฎๆจชใซ่ปขใŒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใŒใพใŸๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซๆง˜ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚’้Žไฟกใ—ใŸ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใงใฏใ€้–ฃไธ‹ใฎ่ชฌๅพ—ใ‚‚่žใ่€ณใ‚’ๆŒใกใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ„ใ€้ป™ใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œๆ–ฐใŸใช้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’้–‹็™บใ—ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใซใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจ้ ๅพ่ปใงใฏๅ‹ใก็›ฎใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใฏใ„ใšใ‚Œ็ช็ ดใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใซๅŒๆง˜ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆ’ƒ้€€ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ......ใ€ ๆง‹ใ‚ใš่ฉฑใ—็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใงใใชใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–ฐใ—ใ„้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใใ‚ŒใปใฉใฎๅŠนๆžœใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใซใ€ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใฏใ„ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ…ตใฏใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒไธ€่ˆฌใฎๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅพดๅ…ตใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒ้จŽๅฃซใ‚„ๅ…ตใ‚’ๅœงๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ“ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใญ? ใจใ„ใ†ใƒ™ใ‚คใƒฌใƒดใƒฉใซใ€ใƒชใƒ™ใ‚ถใƒซใฏ่ฉฑใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚ใจไฟƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใๆฅใŸใญใ€‚ๆญ“่ฟŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒใŠไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€็พฉๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใŒ500ใฎๅ…ตใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใฆๆด่ปใจใ—ใฆใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใธๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณไผฏ็ˆตใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ๅ›ใŒๆฅใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏใญใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใงใชใใฆๆฎ‹ๅฟตใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้ ˜่ปใ ใ‘ใ ใจๆŒใกใ“ใŸใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅฎŸใซๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๅฆ™ใช้€ฃไธญใฐใ‹ใ‚ŠใŒ่ก—ใซๆฅใฆใ†ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ—ๆŒใก็š„ใซใ‚‚ๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€ๆ•ตใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ ใ‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใจๆˆฆ้—˜ใซใชใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ็งใ‚‚ใ•ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๅ…ˆใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใŒ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚้ฉšใ‹ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใญใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใธๅบงใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆš–ใ‹ใช็ด…่ŒถใŒ้‹ใฐใ‚Œใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใ‚‚ๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใซ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€็Šถๆณใฏใฉใ†ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใใชใ„ใญใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใงใฏใ€ไธ€ๅฟœไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฏๆ‹ฎๆŠ—ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ๅ›ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚‚ใฎใŒไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅคงๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚้ก”่‰ฒไธ€ใคๅค‰ใˆใšใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๆ•ตๅ…ตใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€่‚‰ไฝ“็š„ใซใ‚‚็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใซใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅ…ตใฏๅŠ ้€Ÿๅบฆ็š„ใซ็–ฒๅŠดใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’็ช็ ดใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใฎๅ•้กŒใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใใ†ใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใพใงๆ•ตใฏๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏไบˆๆธฌใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใจ็ฌฌไบŒ้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใŒๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆไบ‹ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹่ฆ‹่พผใฟใ‚‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใญใ€‚้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€็ฌฌไธ€้จŽๅฃซ้šŠใฎ้€ฃไธญใชใฉใฏใ€็งใ‚„ๅ›ใ‚’ๆŽ’้™คใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–นๅ‘ใซๅ‹•ใๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช......ใ„ใˆใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใผใใ‚‚็พฉๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€็Ž‹ๅฅณๆดพใ ใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—็งใŒๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๅบฆๆ•ตใซๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’็ช็ ดใ•ใ›ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใงไนฑๆˆฆ็Šถๆ…‹ใ‚’ๆผ”ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใฎๆททไนฑใฎไธญใง็งใ‚’ๆฎบๅฎณใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ตๅ…ตใ‚’่ฟฝใ„่ฟ”ใ™ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใ‚‚ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’็Šฏใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ›ฝๅœŸใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅฟ—ใฏ็„กใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎ่ฆ‹็ซ‹ใฆใงใฏใ€ใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎๅฎŸ้จ“ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ€ๅฎšใฎๆˆฆๆžœใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้€€ใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€้ ˜ๆฐ‘ใŸใกใŒ็Š ็‰ฒใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่จฑๅฎนใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎ็ญ–ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใซใฏๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใผใใซใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€็ญ–ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€็”จๆ„ใŒใงใใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใŠๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ•ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚ใ€ๅ›ใŒๆฅใŸใฎใชใ‚‰ๅฆปใซใ‚‚่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใ‹ใชใใฆใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๅค•้ฃŸใฏๆˆ‘ใŒๅฎถใง้ฃŸในใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซๅง‰ไธŠใซไผšใ†ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใใจใ„ใ„ใจใ€ใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฏ็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ€ๆญฃๅผใซ็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้€š้”ใ‚’ไผใˆใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใพใŸๆฐ—ใฎๆŠœใ‘ใŸ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒŠใ‚ฏใงใชใใฆใ‚‚ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใคใชใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ•ใ€‚่ฉณใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซ่žใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ไฟบใฏใ•ใฃใ•ใจใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆˆฆๅ ดใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ„ใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๅ…ตใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅฐใ•ใช่ปๅ‹™้•ทๅฎ˜ใซไปปใ›ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ฆฌใซใพใŸใŒใฃใฆ่ก—้“ใฎๅ…ˆใธใจๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใ‚‚ๅŒๆง˜ใซ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใŠใ„ใฆใ‘ใผใ‚Šใ‚’ใจใชใฃใŸใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎไฝฟ่€…ใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ ˜่ปใจๅ…ฑใซใƒŸใƒฅใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ไบ‹ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใจ็ต„ใ‚’่ญท่ก›ใซไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ่ฉฆไฝœใฎๅฐ่ปŠใ‚’ๅฃŠใ—ใŸไบบใŸใกใฏ็ฝฐใจใ—ใฆไปŠๅบฆใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบใŸใกใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใจใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ตใƒฉใƒชใจ็ฝฐใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไธ‰ไบบ็ต„ใฏใ€่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ†ใชใ ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ่ฝใก่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๆˆฆๅ ดใซ่กŒใ‹ใšใซๆธˆใ‚€ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œๅƒ•ใŸใกใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ปใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๆˆฆใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒใ‚คใƒคใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ๆ—ฅๅธธใฎ่จ“็ทดใŒ็ถšใ่ก—ใงใฎๅพ…ๆฉŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใจๆ–ฐใ—ใ„้“ๅ…ทใงๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹้ ๅพ้ƒจ้šŠใฎๆ–นใŒไบบๆฐ—ใฏ้ซ˜ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ๆš—ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใฎไธ‰ไบบ็ต„ใซไป˜ใๆทปใ‚ใ‚Œใ€็ฟŒๆ—ฅใซใฏ็„กไบ‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซใฎ่ก—ใธใจๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใฏใ€้ ˜ไธป้คจใฎใ‚ซใ‚คใƒ ใ•ใ‚“ใซใŠไผšใ„ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒŽใƒฉใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใ€้ฆฌใจ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’้ ใ‘ใฆ่ก—ใฎไธญใ‚’ๆญฉใใ€‚ (็ตๆง‹่ณ‘ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใญ......) ่ก—ใฎไธญๅฟƒ้ƒจใฏๅคšใใฎๅ•†ๅบ—ใŒ้›†ใพใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒๅคงใใชๅฃฐใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ๅฎฃไผใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคงๅฐๆง˜ใ€…ใชๅบ—ใŒไธฆใณใ€ๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚‚่ฑŠๅฏŒใง็จฎ้กžใŒๅคšใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚‹ใง็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆดปๆฐ—ใงใ™ใญใ€ใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใใ†ใญใ€ ๅ•†ๅ“ใชใฉใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใซใฏไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ›ฐใใ€็Ž‹ๆฎบใ—ใฎ้‡็ฝชไบบใ€‚ ๆ›ฐใใ€ๅคง้‡่™ๆฎบ่€…ใ€‚ ๆ›ฐใใ€็„กๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒใชๅ†ท่ก€ๆผขใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็”ทใŒๆฒปใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ก—ใซใฏใจใฆใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใปใฉใ€ไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใกใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใซไผšใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅฐ่ฑกใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ไบบ็‰ฉใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏ็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใช่‹ฅใ„่ฒดๆ—ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฐ่ฑกใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“?ใ€ ไธ€ใคใฎๅคงใใชๅปบ็‰ฉใŒ็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใฎ็œ‹ๆฟใซใฏใ€ใ€Žใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ•†ๅทฅใƒป่ทไบบใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚ปใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใ€ใจๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎๅ…ฌใฎๆ–ฝ่จญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ๅคšใใฎๅ•†ไบบใ‚‰ใ—ใไบบ็‰ฉใ‚„ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใŒๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใ€ๆ™‚ใซใฏ่ท็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸ่‹ฅ่€…ใชใฉใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใฃใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€้ญ”็‰ฉ้€€ๆฒปใ‚’ไธปใซๅผ•ใๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ—ใ‹็„กใ„ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‹ใ‚ชใƒณใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ่ฌŽใฎๆ–ฝ่จญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฏใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ......ใ€
Chapter 52: Uptown Girl "Humph~" (Hifumi) While stirring the meat of the wild boar monster type that had been plentifully thrown into the stew, Hifumi returned an indifferent answer. Once she was able to meet Hifumi, having been guided by the territorial soldiers, Phyrinion calmly observed Hifumi as Biron's messenger begged for assistance prostrating himself and explaining the situation of Munster with vigor. Hifumi's answer is the previously mentioned single word. "Hifumi-sama, what should I do with these vegetables?" (Origa) "Ah, keep throwing them in without minding it. I think it's fine to not think that seriously about it since it is just stew." (Hifumi) Alyssa is gazing at the stew while drooling due to the rich fragrance of the lard and the dashi from the broken down monster bones, which are boiling within the stew with loose, irregular movements, drifting around, completely unrelated to the tense atmosphere the messenger is clad in. In the vicinity of the supply unit in the center, several groups were surrounding stews mimicking Hifumi. Everyone is looking at their stews with a slack face. "Erm..." (Messenger) "Ah, for the time being you guys eat as well. The talks are after that." (Hifumi) Phyrinion stared intently at that rustical stew dish as she sat down next to the messenger and started to eat the distributed bowl with an ample amount of the stew in it. "This is tasty, Ojou-sama." (Krinola) Krinola, sitting down next to her before she noticed, smiled pleasantly at Phyrinion. For Phyrinion, who only ate the food she brought herself, even at the time of field training, she thinks of the taste to be bad if it's the meat of a monster, but she isn't able to deny the apparently delicious smell. Looking at Hifumi with a fleeting glance, he is eating it, obviously enjoying the taste, alongside Origa's group. 'It will be rude to refuse at this point. I'm afraid to anger them.' Resolving herself to taste it, her hunger is enhanced by the strong flavor. "Ah, delicious..." (Phyrinion) "That's only natural since it was made by Hifumi-sama himself." (Origa) "Using the ingredients like this, it will even become such a delicious dish." (Hifumi) After eating up around 3 bowls in the blink of an eye, Hifumi looked up from the grassy place being completely satisfied. "So, you want me to help with my troops since the cities in the direction of Horant are in danger." (Hifumi) The messenger nodded in a hurry towards Hifumi properly comprehending the story. "Rather than the troops, I'm told to relay to you that Earl Biron wants to request Earl Tohno himself. Here, it's written in this letter." (Messenger) When Origa hands it over to Hifumi after receiving it, Hifumi, who violently opened it and scanned its contents briefly, stood up as if jumping up. "You said the feudal lord of the region close to Horant is Earl Biron." (Hifumi) "Y-Yes!" (Messenger) "There are still some interesting fellows in this country." (Hifumi) Following the writing about the request for reinforcements, which had a stereotyped writing style, there was only a single line thinly written as private message for Hifumi in the letter of Biron. "Since there are plenty of enemies, I'd like for Earl Tohno to get rid of them without exception." Almost all members of the Second Knight Unit, starting with the captain, Stiffels, were on standby in an insignificant farm village close to the border. The wounded have been sent back to Munster and are receiving medical treatment there. Several members were sent as escorts in order to act as personnel to watch over Earl Biron's moves. Several houses have been rent and are used as lodging place for the knight order. The soldiers are camping outside the village. With the attacks from Horant having calmed down, the current situation is that a few have remained at the border to stand watch there.magic Just when the war council of the Second Knight Unit had gathered, the First Knight Unit turned up at the village. The members of the Second Knight Unit rushed to see the circumstances due to the sound of horse's feet. They returned to the place of the war council accompanied by Ribezal. "Stiffels. Long time no see." (Ribezal) "I thought it was an enemy raid. Don't surprise me." (Stiffels) It isn't to the degree that the First and Second Knight Unit are on bad terms. Given that their workplaces are completely different, it has resulted in them meeting up directly seldomly. It is to the extent of the captains and vice-captains meeting each other in the castle occasionally. "So, what business does the First Knight Unit, that should be secluding itself within the royal castle, have at the edge of this country?" (Stiffels) Because he couldn't conceal his irritation due to the disgraceful war situation, Stiffels glared at Ribezal. "I cam to propose a common front. It isn't the time of moving separately." (Ribezal) "Common front? Not as reinforcements but in a joint struggle, what's there matter with that?" (Stiffels) As Ribezal explained about the inheritance announcement of Imeraria and the acts of brutality within the royal castle by Hifumi, everyone of the Second Knight Unit was astonished. "No way, for such things to have happened... Did you inform the prince about these matters?" (Stiffels) "I haven't reported it. Returning to the royal castle at this point can even result in harming the prince, if it is executed poorly." (Ribezal) "Indeed..." (Stiffels) As Stiffels shook his head in disbelief, he could see that Ribezal wasn't joking or exaggerating in the least. "I think even you know about it. That man had now become a noble due to some mistake, but originally he is some unknown summoned person that we don't even know where he is from. He is a rebel who killed the king! You don't think that he will refrain from obviously turning antagonistic against the prince, do you?!" (Ribezal) As Ribezal explains that the prince needs the First and Second Knight Order to join hands in order to stop the princess faction, Stiffels reaction isn't unfavorable. "Ribezal, I have a single question." (Stiffels) "What is it?" (Ribezal) "How many knights and soldiers did you bring along?" (Stiffels) "... 30 knights and no soldiers." (Ribezal) Stiffels laughed scornfully at Ribezal's reply. "It is ridiculous to call it a common front if you come here with a number of people that can't even be called a war potential. It is our side who moved first for the sake of raising military gains for the prince." (Stiffels) 'And yet you complained about the prince following after us' was what the eyes of Second Knight Order's members, listening in the back, said. "Tsk..." (Ribezal) "You got it, right? This here is the battlefield of the Second Knight Unit. Go back to the castle, defenders of the castle." (Stiffels) Due to Stiffels' blunt refusal, Ribezal decided to stop at the village for the night and then to return tomorrow to Munster temporarily. Lodging his subordinates in several houses, Ribezal himself enters the house of the village headman about to spend one night on a bed in a detached room. Beirevra, who has been thrown next to the knight standing guard over him, calls out to Ribezal. "Ribezal-sama. The Second Knight Order, overestimating their own abilities, didn't even possess any interest in Your Excellency's persuasion." (Beirevra) "Shut up, you are annoying." (Ribezal) "The Second Knight Order and the expeditionary force don't stand a chance as Horant has developed a new magic tool. Sooner or later they will break through the border. Therefore, I can prepare a similar magic tool before that. If you were to repel Horant instead of the Second Knight Order then..." (Beirevra) It became impossible for Ribezal to ignore those words of Beirevra, who continued to spin his tale without care. "A new magic tool, you say? Is it this effective?" (Ribezal) Beirevra floated a repulsive smile as Ribezal's interest was finally piqued. "The soldiers of Horant are almost completely recruited from the common populace. They are overwhelming knights and soldiers with this." (Beirevra) "Do you understand the significance of that?" says Beirevra as he is urged on by Ribezal to keep talking. "I am glad you came. Welcome." (Biron) "It's been a while, brother-in-law-san." (Sabnak) Arriving at Munster as he led a reinforcements of 500 soldiers, Sabnak was greeted by a smiling Earl Biron. "I never expected you to be the one to come." (Biron) "It's regretful that isn't Hifumi-san." (Sabnak) "No, not at all. Since I've thought that I have to do my best by holding out with just the territorial army, you are really saving us." (Biron) Besides, because he was fed up with nothing but strange groups showing up at the city, it was even more of a feeling of being saved. Sabnak had no other choice but to smile bitterly. "Good grief, I'm unable to understand the enemies from Horant and the knight orders from our own country." (Biron) "However, I didn't think that it would turn into a battle with Horant." (Sabnak) "Me neither. Well, I wouldn't be surprised even if it was the Second Knight Order's side who made the first move." (Biron) Prompted by Biron, Sabnak sits down on the sofa. Having been presented with a warm black tea, Biron sits down on the opposing side as well. "Well then, how's the situation?" (Sabnak) "Not good. Going by the reports from the border, they seem to be struggling for supremacy for the time being, but... I think they are using something identical to the magic tool you told me about. As they are facing enemy soldiers as opponent who don't even change their expression when they suffer serious injuries, the mental and spiritual fatigue of our soldiers is accelerated. I guess it's just a matter of time until the enemy breaches the border." (Biron) "If that happens, the enemy will advance up to Munster in a blink of an eye", Biron is estimating. "Of course, if the First Knight Order and the Second Knight Order join their forces, it might also be possible to some degree for them to win. But it will be difficult, I think. If one were to say even more, it is possible for the lot of the First Knight Unit and their likes to move in the direction of eliminating you and me." (Biron) "Such a... no, you could say that. They regard me and brother-in-law-san as part of the princess faction after all." (Sabnak) "That's true. If I were in their shoes, I would let the enemy break through the border temporarily, produce a situation of a melee in this town and use the confusion to kill me before repelling the enemy. I don't think they have the intention of extending the country's territory even if Horant breaches the border." (Biron) Going by Biron's analysis, Horant's goal is to test the magic tools. "If that's the case, they will quickly withdraw once they were able to assess their defined war results", Biron said. "Having said that, I don't intend to allow the population of my fief to become sacrifices. Therefore, since I have thought up a plan, I want to request your cooperation, Sabnak." (Biron) "If it's something I can do. And, what's the plan?" (Sabnak) "That is, look forward to the enjoyment after I managed to finish the preparations. Well now, don't you want to talk to my wife now that you came here? Of course you will stay for dinner at our home, right?" (Biron) "Since you will be able to meet your elder sister after a long time, it is fine to take things slowly", Biron showed a refreshing smile. Finishing the meal, Hifumi once again felt like giving a reply towards Phyrinion, who conveyed the official directive from the princess. "Oh well, it's fine even if it isn't Sabnak as long as you are useful. Ask Caim, who is at Fokalore, about the details. I'm heading towards Munster without delay." (Hifumi) Rather than such things, the battlefield is waiting for him, is what he is saying. Entrusting them to the small military director even though they are his personal soldiers, Hifumi straddled his horse and vanished on the highway in front. Naturally Origa similarly chased after him as well. For the left behind messenger of Biron it became a matter of heading towards Munster alongside Hifumi's territorial troops who had likewise been left behind. "You will be assigned a group as escort. Since the soldiers, who broke the prototype wagon some time ago, will miss the battlefield this time as punishment, it is fine to accompany them." (Alyssa) Being pointed at by Alyssa, the trio, informed about their punishment without hesitation, are dropping their shoulders and hanging their head. "T-Thank you. Umm, why are they feeling down, I wonder? Shouldn't they be happy if they don't need to go to the battlefield?" (Messenger) "We are Hifumi-san's troops. Missing out on a battle is a disgrace." (Alyssa) Although he apparently didn't understand Alyssa quite well either, rather than staying in the city continuing their everyday training, it was far more popular for the soldiers to join an expeditionary force fighting with various new tools. Thus, accompanying the gloomy-faced trio, they arrived in the peaceful city of Fokalore the next day. "Let's meet Caim-san at them Lord's mansion first." (Phyrinion) "Understood." (Messenger) With Krinola in the lead, they give the horses and carriage into custody and walk through the city. (It's prospering splendidly...) There are many shops gathered in the centre of the city. Each of them are advertising their own goods with loud voices. Various shops, small and large, are lined up. There are also plenty of goods of many different kinds. "The liveliness is completely like in the capital, Ojou-sama." (Krinola) "Yes, it seems so." (Phyrinion) Rather than something like the merchandise, Phyrinion was bothered by the smiles of the residents. One reason is that he is a serious criminal who murdered a king. One reason is that he is a mass murderer. One reason is that he is a merciless, cold-blooded person. It can't be seen at all that such man is governing the city. It looks like the residents are enjoying their life. Even my impression after meeting and talking with him, if I had to say, rather than a frightening character, he gave me the impression of being an innocent, young noble. "Yes?" (Phyrinion) She caught sight of a single large building. Written on the signboard at the entrance is {Center of Fokalore's Commerce, Industry, and Crafting Guilds} . It seems to be some kind of public facility, but many merchant-like people and dwarves are coming and going. Occasionally there are some youngsters, holding packages, entering. It was a completely mysterious facility as far as Phyrinion was concerned. "What the heck has happened to this city... ?" (Phyrinion)
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็ช็„ถไนฑๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๅงฟใซใ€็Ž‹ใ‚‚ใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใ‚‚ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹ไป–ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ใฐๅ ดใ‚’ๆ”ฏ้…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใพใพใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‹ใšใ€ๆจ™็š„ๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ—ใŸๆ•ตใ‚’ไธ€ๆŽƒใ—ใŸๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใฏใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใชๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆๅพฎๅ‹•ใ ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ๅง‹ใพใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใ€ ้…ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ€ใจ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅ†ท้™ใซๅฎคๅ†…ใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆญปไฝ“ใŒไธ€้ขใซ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’็„กๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใซไธ€็žฅใ—ใคใคใ€ใพใ ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใ ใ‘ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใฏ......ใพใ•ใ‹......ใ€ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ็‰นๅพดใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใŒใ€ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€ไฟบใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏใ€่ช˜ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹็ญ–ใฎ้ฆ–่ฌ€่€…ใฏใŠๅ‰ใ‹ใ€ ใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ใ‹ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ็Ž‹ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็›ฎใฏ็จใ‚€ใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใŸใ ่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๆ–นใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ่‹ฑ้›„ใ‹......ใ€ 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ใŸใ‚ๆฏๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ๆ›ดใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ›ใšใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๆ•ตใฎ่…•ใฎ้–“ใซๆป‘ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๅ‹ขใ„่‰ฏใใถใคใ‹ใฃใฆๆฅใŸๆ•ตใฎ่ƒธใซไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ่‚ฉใŒใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๆง‹ใˆใฆ ๆ›ดใซไธ€ไบบใ€ไบŒไบบใจๅˆ‡ใ‚Šไผใ›ใฆ่กŒใไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ€ๆๆ€–ใซๅฝฉใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใงใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใŒ่ฆ‹ใ€ใใฎ้šฃใงใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆ็Ž‹ใŒ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ’ใซๆฎบๆˆฎใฎๆง˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฎ็”Ÿๅญ˜่€…ใŒ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆšใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ......ใ€ ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฏ้ ญใฎ็—›ใฟใงใ™ใใซๅ‹•ใ‘ใšใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพๅ”ธใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใŒใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ (ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใŒใ€ไพ‹ใฎ......) ่ก€ใง่ตคใๆŸ“ใพใฃใŸ่ฆ–็•Œใฎไธญใงใ€ไปŠใ‚‚ใชใŠๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใŒใ„ใจใ‚‚็ฐกๅ˜ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅญซใŸใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏ่ก€ใพใฟใ‚ŒใงๅบŠใซ้€™ใ„ใคใใฐใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฏๅฌ‰ใ€…ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใใ—ใฆใ„ใจใ‚‚ๅฎนๆ˜“ใๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’็ดใ‚ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใพใŸไธ€ไบบใฎๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใŒใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏ่ƒธใ‚’ๆจชไธ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใซๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ•ใ‚Œใ€่‡“็‰ฉใ‚’ๆ’’ใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๅฎŸ้จ“ไฝ“ใŸใกใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ไปŠ้ ƒใฏๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใฎๅ‰ใง่ฏใ€…ใ—ใๆˆดๅ† ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใŒใ€ใจใใ“ใพใง่€ƒใˆใ€ๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅฑๅ’คใ—ใฆ็Ž‰ๅบงใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ“ใซใฏใพใ ๅฅๅœจใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใชใœใ‹็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใช่กจๆƒ…ใฎ็Ž‹ใจใ€ใใฎๆจชใง่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใฎๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๅ…จใฆใ‚’ใถใกๅฃŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใจๆ†Žๆ‚ชใซๆ”ฏ้…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฏใ€็—บใ‚ŒใŒๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ๅณๆ‰‹ใงๅ‰ฃใจๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ่…ฐใซๅ›บๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใŒ......ๅ…จใฆๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹......ใ€ ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใŒไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใจใใ€ใใฎๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใค็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใŒๅซใถใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌๆง˜! ใใ‚Œใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใฏ......!ใ€ ใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใฎๅˆถๆญขใ‚‚่™šใ—ใใ€่จ€ใ„็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฏใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฎ่ƒธใซๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆˆฆใ„ใฎๆœ€ไธญใซใ‚ใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆจช็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใฒใฃใใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใŒ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใธ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚€ใฎใŒๆ—ฉใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๅ•็ญ”็„ก็”จใงๅŸŽๅ†…ใธ็ชๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅŸŽๅค–ใซๅฑ…ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒๅŸŽๅ†…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฟœๆดใซๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ๅˆฅใฎๅ•้กŒใซๅฏพๅฟœใ›ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใใชใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†็‚นใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใกใธ่กŒใฃใŸใž!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ก—ใธ่กŒใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใช! ใ“ใ“ใงๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ—ใ‚!ใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŸใกใฎๆŒ‡็คบใงๅณๅพ€ๅทฆๅพ€ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒ่ฟฝใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅฎŸ้จ“ไฝ“ใŸใกใ ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใงใฏใชใใ€ๆ”ชไนฑใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใŒ4ไบบใปใฉใ‚’ๅŸŽใฎ่ฟ‘ใใงๆ”พใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ๅŸŽใฎ่ฟ‘ใใง็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฎŸ้จ“ไฝ“ใฏใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ใ™ใงใซ้€šใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸไฝๆฐ‘ๆ•ฐๅใ‚’ๆƒจๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใซใใ‚Œใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŒใ™ใใซๅฟœๆดใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ใฎใ ใŒใ€ไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅข—ใˆใฆใ‚‚ๆœชใ ใซๆ•็ฒใ‚‚ๆฎบๅฎณใ‚‚ใงใใšใ€ๅ…ตใซใ‚‚ๆฐ‘ใซใ‚‚็Š ็‰ฒใŒใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŸŽใซใ‚‚็•ฐๅธธใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅฟœๆดใ‚’้ ผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚้Ÿณๆฒ™ๆฑฐใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใƒใฃ! ไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚ใฎๆ‹˜ๆŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ใ‚คใƒฉใ‚คใƒฉใจๆ‚ชๆ…‹ใ‚’ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒ็ ”็ฉถๆ–ฝ่จญใธใจใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้€ฃไธญใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใชใ„ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅฟ…่ฆใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ้–‹ใ„ใŸใพใพใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŒ็ด ๆ—ฉใ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’็ชใใคใ‘ใฆๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใช......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆฅใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€‚ๅพ…ใกใใŸใณใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใŸใกใŒ็ด ๆ—ฉใๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใ€่–„ใ้–‹ใ‘ใŸ้š™้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ไผบใ†ๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅฎถๆŽขใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€็›ดๆŽฅ่žใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒๆ—ฉใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ—ใฆใ€ ใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒชใจๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ–‰ใซๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚‰ใซไฝฟใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใฎๅœจๅบซใŒ่ฆ‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ•™ใˆใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใฏ้Ž–ใซใคใชใŒใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฎŸ้จ“ไฝ“ใฎไธ€ไบบใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ๆ€ฅใซใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏๅทฆ่€ณใŒ็†ฑใใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ™ใƒใƒฃใƒชใจ้ŸณใŒใ—ใŸๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€็‰‡่€ณใŒๅบŠใซ่ฝใกใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใŽใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ใ€Œ้ป™ใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ๆ›ดใซ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใฒใจๆŒฏใ‚Šใ—ใ€้ผปๅ…ˆใ‚’ใใŽ่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟ…่ฆใชไบ‹ใ ใ‘่ฉฑใ›ใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ไธ€ๅˆปใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ้€ƒใ’ใŸใ„ไธ€ๅฟƒใงใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏๅˆฅๆฃŸใซใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟ็ฎกๅบซใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆ—ฉๅฃใง่ฉฑใ—ใ€ใผใŸใผใŸใจๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹่ก€ใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใงๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ†ใšใใพใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ€‚่ฉณใ—ใๆ•™ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ้ฆ–็ญ‹ใซใ‚นใƒˆใƒณใจ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ“ใจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰็ด™ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่ก€ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ไปŠใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใพใ—ใŸใญ?ใ€ ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใ‚ซใƒญใƒซๅ…ตใฏใ€ๆ€ฏใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ“ใฎๆ–ฝ่จญใซใ„ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅฎŸ้จ“ไฝ“ใ‚‚่ก—ใจๅŸŽใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ่งฃใๆ”พใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใใ—ใฆ็ ”็ฉถๆ–ฝ่จญใซใ„ใŸๅ…จใฆใฎ่ทๅ“กใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆฎบๅฎณใ•ใ‚Œใ€็‹‚ใฃใŸๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๅŸŽใธๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ่งฃใๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€็งใŸใกใฏไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใซๅ‹•ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ 30ๅˆ†ใจใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ฌใŸใกใฏ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒฉใƒกใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚’่„ฑๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ…ใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠ!ใ€ ๆ‚ถ็ตถใ™ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚’ๅฐป็›ฎใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใŒๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใงใใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ‘บใ‚ŠไธŠใ‚ใ’ใฆ้ šๅ‹•่„ˆใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใฆๆฎบใ™ใ€‚ 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ๅ˜†ใ็Ž‹ใฎๅ‰ใงใฏใ€ใƒŸใ‚ทใƒŸใ‚ทใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่บซ้•ท4mใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅทจไฝ“ใจใชใฃใŸใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใŒใ€ไธ€ๆŠฑใˆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคงใใ•ใซใชใฃใŸๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€็‹™ใ„ใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ ใ€‚ ๅบŠใ‚’ๅฉใๅ‰ฒใ‚Šใ€ใฏใ˜ใ‘้ฃ›ใถใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚้ฟใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅคงใใ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใง่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅคงๅž‹ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใ ใชใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ไบบใซไฝฟใ†ๆŠ€ใฏ้€šใ˜ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใใ€ ็ด ๆ—ฉใๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฎ่„›ใธใจ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฏๅๅฟœใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็—›่ฆšใŒ็„กใ„ใฎใ‚‚ใใฎใพใพใ‹!ใ€ ไปŠๅบฆใฏๅคงใใๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใใŸ่…•ใ‚’ใ†ใคไผใ›ใซใชใฃใฆไบคใ‚ใ—ใ€่ธใฟๆฝฐใ—ใ‚’่ปขใŒใฃใฆ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ็ฉบใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ๅ‹•ใใ‚„้ชจๆ ผใ€็ญ‹่‚‰ใฎใคใๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ 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ใ€Œใ‚ฐใ‚ฅใ‚ฆใ‚ฆใ‚ฆใ‚ฆใ‚ฆ......ใ€ ่…นใ‹ใ‚‰้Ÿฟใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฏใƒ”ใ‚ฟใƒชใจๆง‹ใˆใŸใพใพๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใจ้ŸณใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใปใฉๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใŸๆ‹ณใ‚’ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใซๆ‰“ใก่พผใ‚“ใงๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆง‹ใˆใŸใพใพ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ‹•ไฝœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ (ใพใ‚‹ใงๅฎถๅฑ‹่งฃไฝ“็”จใฎ้‰„็ƒใ ใช) ใชใฉใจไฝ™่จˆใชไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€่บซไฝ“ใฏไปฅๅ‰ใซๅญฆใ‚“ใ โ€œ็œ‰ๅ”พๆŠ€โ€ใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚นใ™ในใ้ฉๅบฆใช็ทŠๅผตๆ„ŸใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปฅๅ‰ใซใ‚นใƒฉใƒ ใงใ‚„ใฃใŸ็Ÿขใ‚’ๅฉใ่ฝใจใ™ๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใšใฃใจ้ž็พๅฎŸใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ฐๅ›ž่ฉฆใ—ใฆๆˆๅŠŸใฏใ—ใŸใ€‚็ชใ่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ๅˆ€ใซๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ๅธฝๅญ(ๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆ)ใฎไธธใฟใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆไธŠๆ–นใธใจใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ๅŒๆง˜ใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆ‹ณๅŒๅฃซใงใ‚‚ๅ†็พใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ (ใ‚ใ‚Œใซๆฏ”ในใ‚Œใฐใ€็š„ใŒใงใ‹ใ„ๅˆ†ๆฅฝใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ) ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใ€่ฟซใ‚Šๆฅใ‚‹ๆ‹ณใฎไธญๆŒ‡ใ€็ฌฌไบŒ้–ข็ฏ€ใฎไธธใฟใซ็‹™ใ„ใ‚’ๅฎšใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้–ข็ฏ€ใฎๅ‹•ใใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใฏใ•ใฃใใพใงใฎ่ฆณๅฏŸใงๆŠŠๆกใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅˆ€ใงๆ“ฆใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ๅ‹•ใใฏใใฎใพใพๅฟœ็”จใงใใ‚‹ใจ่ธใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ้•ทใ„ๆ€่€ƒใฏไธ€็žฌใง้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ€่ก็ชใฎ็žฌ้–“ใฏไนพใ„ใŸ้‡‘ๅฑž้ŸณใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ้ชจใจๅˆ€ใŒๆ‰“ใกไป˜ใ‘ๅˆใ„ใ€ๅƒ…ใ‹ใซๆ‹ณใฏไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎ้ ญไธŠใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ ใŒๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๆ‹ณใซๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸๅˆ€ใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ ผๅฅฝใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฐใ‚ฅใƒƒ!ใ€ ๆƒณๅฎšๅค–ใซๆ‹ณใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฏใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ”พใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ็‹‚ๅ–œใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงๆ•ตใฏๆŠตๆŠ—ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆๅฉใๆฝฐใใ†ใจใ€ๆ•ตใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใใฎๆ•ตใฏ็œผๅ‰ใซ่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‹ณใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ”พใ—ใคใค่…•ใฎไธ‹ใ‚’ใใใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใ€่†ใ‚’่ธใฟใคใ‘ใฆ้ก”ใฎๅ‰ใซ้ฃ›ใณไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’้›ขใ™ใชใ‚ˆใ€ ๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆกใฃใŸๅฏธ้‰„ใ‚’้กŽใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฎ้ซชใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใฎ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’ไธ€ๅ›ž่ปขใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅทจไฝ“ใฏไธ€็žฌ็—™ๆ”ฃใ—ใŸใ‚ใจใ€ๅœฐ้Ÿฟใใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ใจใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซๅ‰ฃ้“ใฎ่ฉฆๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆญฆๅ™จใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ„ใคใ ใฃใฆๆ‰‹ๆ”พใ—ใฆๅฝ“็„ถใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚ŠใŸไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ‹พใ„ไธŠใ’ใ€ๅ‚ทใ‚„ๆ›ฒใŒใ‚ŠใŒใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใซไธ‹ใ’ใŸใพใพ็Ž‰ๅบงใธ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใŠ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚‚ใ€ ็Ž‹ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ่ปฝใ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใŒใ‚ฌใ‚ฟใ‚ฌใ‚ฟใจ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ—ใฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ€ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใƒปใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฐใƒปใƒ›ใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ๅไน—ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็Ž‹ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆจชใงๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใๅบงใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงๅใ‚’ๅไน—ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅฐ็‰ฉใŒใ€ๅญซใฎ็›ธ่ซ‡ๅฝน้ขใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ‚„ใคใฏไปŠใ•ใฃใๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ‚ใ—ใฎๅญซใฎๅ‹ใงใชใ€‚ไธๅบฆไปŠใ€ใ‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅœฐไฝใ‚’็ฐ’ๅฅชใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใŠใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‡ใฃ?!ใ€ ็Ž‹ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ้ฉšใ„ใŸใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใŒ็Ž‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็Ž‹ใฏ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใšใ€ใŸใ ใŸใ ๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆœŸใซๅŠใ‚“ใงใ€ใชใœใ‚ใ—ใŒ่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚’ๅบ‡ใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ็Ž‹ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใฏใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใซ่ถณใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่ปขใณใ€่ƒŒไธญใ‚’่ธใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่™ซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ธใ‚ฟใƒใ‚ฟใจๆ‰‹่ถณใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎๅๅ‰ใฏ?ใ€ ใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ๆ„ๆ€ใŒ็„กใ„ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚„ใคใฎๅใฏใƒฆใƒผใ‚ฐใƒปใƒฆใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒฌใƒ•ใƒˆใ€‚ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€ ็Ž‹ใฎ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’่žใใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’้€†ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใกใ€ใ•ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใฎ่‹ฑ้›„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ—ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’ใใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใคใ‹ใใฎ้‡Žๆœ›ใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ๅ›ฝใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ ้ขๅ€’ใใ•ใ„ใจใคใถใ‚„ใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’็ดใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใ ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใŸใ ไฟบใฏๆˆฆใฃใฆใ€็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†......ใ€ ไปŠๅˆใ‚ใฆใ€็Ž‹ใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใŒ่‹ฑ้›„ใงใฏใชใ็‹‚ไบบใ ใจๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใ‚ทใง่ฉฑใŒใงใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎๆ‰€ใฏ่ฉฑใ ใ‘ใ—ใฆๅธฐใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใฎๆญฆๅŠŸใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใฌใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‹!?ใ€ ใใฎ็›ฎใซๅฝใ‚Šใฏ็„กใ„ใจใ€็Ž‹ใฏใ™ใใซ่ฆ‹ๆŠœใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใพใ ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใžใ€‚ใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ทใƒผใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚‚......ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€็ฃไบบใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ‚‚ใใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซใ‚‚ๅ›ฝใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃ ็›ฎใ‚’่ผใ‹ใ›ใ€ๅคงใใชๆœชๆฅใ‚’ๅญไพ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใๅ›žใ™ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ€้ ญใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆๆˆฆใ†ไบ‹ใŒใงใใชใ„ๆœจๅถใ‚’้‡็”ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใฏๆฝฐใ™ใ€ ใƒดใ‚งใƒซใƒ‰ใƒฌใซๆŠ•ใ’ๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€้š…ใซๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใฐใฃใŸๅผทๅŒ–ๅ…ตใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏ้ผปใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎŸๆ„ŸใŒ็„กใ„ใจใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใชใใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฏๆ‚ชใณใ‚Œใšใซ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใŒไฝœใฃใŸๅ‡ถๆšดๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ…ทใชใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’ไธ–็•Œไธญใฎ้ฉๅฝ“ใซๅผทใใ†ใช้ญ”็‰ฉใซไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใฎใ†ใกๅ›ฝใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใง่ขซๅฎณใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ€ฅใ„ใงๅฏพ็ญ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ็Ž‰ๅบงใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ•ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซๅซใถใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฎ่ขซๅฎณใ‚‚ๅข—ใˆใ‚‹! ใฉใ‚ŒใปใฉใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅทกๅ›žใ•ใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ดขๆ•ตใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆ็ขบ็ซ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใจใชใใ€‚็ช็„ถ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€่ก—้“ใ‚‚ๅฎ‰ๅ…จใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ๅพŒใฏ้˜ฒๅฃใ‚‚ๅทฅๅคซใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€็ญ‰ใจไป–ไบบไบ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใ‚’ใ€็Ž‹ใฏๆ€ฏใˆใฎๆททใ˜ใฃใŸ็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹็ญ–ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใใ“ใงๆๆกˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๆ‚ช้ญ”ใฎๅ›ใใซใ—ใ‹่žใ“ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใฏ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ‹ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฎ้ ˜ใซๅ…ตใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€้›ใˆใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใญ?ใ€ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฌใƒณใ‚ฒใƒซใ ใŒใ€้ง†ใ‘่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎŸ้จ“ไฝ“ใŒ่„ฑ่ตฐใ—ใฆๆšดใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ใใฎ็‚บใฎๅŠฉๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ไธ€ไบŒไธ‰ใฎๆๆกˆใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚
The king as well as Yugu couldn't do anything else but be dumbfounded at Hifumi's sudden intrusion. Veldore, who should be ruling the place if everything had gone as originally planned, had fainted and didn't even twitch. The enhanced soldier, who had eradicated the designated enemy targets, was waiting for a new order and didn't even quiver. "You already started, huh?" (Hifumi) While being troubled with a "I'm late, eh?", Hifumi calmly surveys the hall's interior. As he takes an unimpressed look at the spectacle of corpses littering the whole area, he only confirms that there are still people alive. "You are... it can't be..." (Yugu) Yugu, knowing of Hifumi's features, shook his head in disbelief. "Okay, from the fact that you know about me, it means that you are the mastermind of the plan to lure me in, doesn't it?" (Hifumi) With a "So, you are this country's king?" Hifumi looks at Horant's king, Suprangel. It was a simple surveying look without him bearing any malice. "You are, Orsongrande's hero... ?" (Suprangel) As Hifumi drew closer from the entrance without addressing the king's words, Yugu yelled at the enhanced soldier, "Just how did you get here while making enemies of all soldiers within the castle... ? Anyway, enhanced soldier! Kill him!" (Yugu) "At last it starts, eh?" (Hifumi) The enhanced soldier, charging in from the onset, runs up to him while brandishing the large sword above its head. "Uuh-ohh?" (Hifumi) While raising such voice due to the unexpected long reach of the large sword and the movement, that became quicker in comparison to before, Hifumi makes a half step and wedges himself into its bosom. Accompanied by a sound of something crushing, the pommel of Hifumi's katana smashed the armour, including the magic tool at the chest, and the enhanced soldier crumbled down. "I guess that will happen if you know about its weak point. On top of that, it won't change the fact that it doesn't have the ability to thrust." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who shook his head with a sigh mixed in-between, slipped between the arms of another enemy soldier, who came slashing at him with the sword he held, without even avoiding. In contrast to Hifumi, who doesn't even move an inch as he firmly set up his stance, the enemy enforced soldier, who bumped into him vigorously, has his chest hit by Hifumi's shoulder and was sent flying, tumbling and stopping when he hit the wall at last. Hifumi, who cuts down two other enhanced soldiers, is watched by Yugu with his face coloured in dread. Horant's king, who stood next to him, observed the way of slaughtering with great interest. And, another survivor has come to his senses. "Gu..." (Veldore) Veldore, unable to move at once thanks to the headache, groaned for a while as he lay on the ground, but he was able to comprehend what was happening in his vicinity during that time. (That man is that aforementioned...) Even now the enhanced soldiers are easily getting killed within his field of vision that was dyed red with blood. While I, the royal grandson, am grovelling on the bloodstained floor, that man is gleefully achieving an extremely easy victory. There was still one enforced soldier, however having its abdomen severed sideways in a straight line, its entrails were scattered and it fell over. , thinking this far, he looked at the throne rebuking his unmoving body and saw the figure of Yugu, who was lying down unable to stand up due to fear, and the king, who showed a calm facial expression for some reason and was still in good health. Veldore, already dominated by a hatred to destroy all of it, grabbed his sword with his still numb right hand and the magic tool affixed to his waist. "I will... destroy everything..." (Veldore) At the time he turns his body over, Yugu who discovered the thing Veldore held in his hands, shouts, "Veldore-sama! If you use that... !" (Yugu) Before he finished speaking the magic tool was forced into Veldore's chest making Yugu's restraining words vain. While seeing this with a sidelong glance as he was in the midst of battle, Hifumi let his feeling show with a quiet smile. Hifumi, who quickly broke into the audience hall, of course stormed into the castle without asking any pointless questions, but the soldiers outside the castle couldn't avoid dealing with another problem before calling for reinforcements from within the castle. "They went that way!" (Soldier) "Don't let them escape into the city! Get rid of them here!" (Soldier) The soldiers, moving about in confusion following the orders of the magicians, are chasing the experimental bodies who escaped. Of course they didn't really escape by themselves but Origa set 4 of them free close to the castle for the sake of causing a disturbance. The experimental bodies, which were discovered close to the castle, had already slaughtered several residents, who happened to pass by, as they were possessing weapons for some reason. The soldier, who discovered this first, immediately called for reinforcements, but even though their numbers increased they haven't been able to capture or kill them until now. Gradually victims among the people and the soldiers are appearing. Although they have been requesting support while also knowing about the abnormality of the castle, they have no news about the situation either. "Tsk! How the hell did they get out of their restraints!?" (Magician) While cursing in irritation, a single magician arrived at the research institute. "If I don't check upon the remaining group..." (Magician) "There's no need for that." (Origa) The magician, who entered through the open door, was stopped by Origa quickly thrusting her dagger at him. "Wh..." (Magician) "You finally came, huh? I got tired of waiting." (Origa) During that time, the soldiers of Fokalore have promptly closed the door and adopted an approach of wait-and-see by looking outside through a small opened gap. "I believe it to be faster to ask directly rather than searching the entire institute." (Origa) While showing a lovely smile with a broad grin, she presses the dagger lightly against the magician's throat. "As we can't find the stock of magic tools used on them, I'd like you to help us out by telling us the location." (Origa) While saying this, Origa points at an experimental body limply hanging in the chains restraining it. "Th-That is..." (Magician) Suddenly the magician felt his left ear getting hot. Once he hears a slurping sound, his ear has fallen to the ground. "U-Ugyaaaa!" (Magician) "Silence!" (Origa) Swinging the dagger even more condemning, she chips off the tip of the nose. "It's fine for you to only tell me the necessary things." (Origa) As his mind was already solely focussed on getting away as fast as possible, the magician spilled the vault's location being in a separate building talking rapidly. He ended up crouching while suppressing the blood, which flowed with a dripping sound, with both hands. "I see. Thank you very much for informing me in detail." (Origa) Swinging the dagger straight down the nape of the neck, she wipes the blood with a paper she took out from her pocket as if it's a trivial matter. "Well then, you heard the story just now, right?" (Origa) The Fokalore soldiers, who saw her look, nodded while being scared. "Because it looks like it won't do to be at this institute for much longer, let's finish releasing the remaining experimental bodies towards the castle and city." (Origa) And thus all the staff members being at the research institute were killed by Origa's group and the insane, enhanced soldiers were released towards the castle. "Well then, let's move as planned." (Origa) Within less than 30 minutes Origa's group escaped from the capital city, Adolamelk. "Guuoooooooo!" (Veldore) As Hifumi sees Veldore fainting in agony with a sidelong glance, he wards off the downward-swung sword of the last enhanced soldier and kills it by slicing the carotid artery with the raised katana.magic During that time Veldore, whose appearance with a large head and his muscles having swelled several times across his entire body became strange , stood up slowly. There's no sanity left in his eyes anymore. With the blood vessels standing out on the surface of his face, it has even reached the point of fangs having grown on top of his bared teeth. "The heck is that... ?" (Suprangel) "It's the newest magic still under development. Raising the transformation to a level above enhancing the body, the target loses its mind in exchange for explosive power and abnormal physical strength..." (Yugu) Yugu, in the same condition of having dropped his waist as before, answered the king's question. Originally he brought it along with the intention use it on someone, if the situation required it, and escape during the resulting chaos. "Did he fall into despair when the enhanced soldiers were done in? I didn't expect him to use it on himself." (Yugu) "He already even stopped being a human, huh... ? Veldore..." (Suprangel) In front of the lamenting king Veldore turned into a giant with a height of 4 m while making groaning sounds. He brought down his fist that had grown to the length of an arm. Of course his aim was Hifumi. Even while avoiding the fragments of the smashed ground flying about, Hifumi made a huge leap and rolled over. "Practically it is a large monster. Now that it has come to this, the techniques that are used against people won't cut it, I suppose." (Hifumi) As he throws the kodachi sharply, it pierced the lower leg of Veldore as if being sucked in. But Veldore doesn't stop moving, let alone give any kind of reaction. "Looks like he doesn't even have a sense of pain, eh!?" (Hifumi) He avoids getting crushed by the following largely swung arm by rolling to the side. Even during that time, Hifumi keeps his eyes open staring at the state of the increased muscles, his physique and movement. Furthermore Veldore threw the large swords, scattered about within the hall, one after the other at him. His strength being absurd, each of them pierces the wall and stone floor down to hilt. "This is already a weapon." (Hifumi) While smiling wryly, he tried to repel one of them with his katana, but as expected of the speed and weight, the most he could do was to have it stray from its course. "W-h-a-t d-o y-ou... Scar-ed, are... n't yo-u?" (Veldore) Although the words are groans, broken syllables are audible. "No." (Hifumi) Even though Veldore threw the corpses of the enhanced soldiers next, Hifumi, who got used to the speed, easily evaded those. "How enjoyable." (Hifumi) Smiling broadly, Hifumi takes the katana, he previously held with only his right hand, into both hands and gets into a firm seigan stance. "I regret it as I wanted to use it in a match of techniques with a human, but I guess this much is fine. If it's the strength of a monster, it will be alright." (Hifumi) "Guuuuuuuuu..." (Veldore) While raising his voice as if it was resounding from within his stomach, Veldore grasped his right hand tightly, to the degree of a grinding sound appearing, in front of Hifumi, who doesn't waver in his firm stance. While facing the approaching straight punch of the tightly grasped right fist, Hifumi doesn't show any inclination to avoid it. (It's completely like the iron ball used to dismantle buildings.) Even while thinking about pointless things like that, he is enveloped in a moderate feeling of tension in order to trace the path of the "feint skill" his body learned before. Although it was even more unreal than the technique to knock down a fired arrow he displayed in the slums before, he was successful at testing it out a few times. It's something like having two swords sliding across each other deflecting their round blade tips upwards at the time of thrusting out the swords. Veldore is able to reproduce a similar motion with his fist. (If I compare them, it becomes easier because the target is so big.) Persuading himself, he decides to aim for the second joint of the approaching fist's middle finger. He had grasped through the earlier observation that Veldore's movement of the joints wasn't any different from normal humans. Once that was the case, he estimated that he could use a grazing motion with the katana. The lengthy consideration passed in a moment and he experienced a dry metallic sound in the instant of clashing. Striking the bone with the katana, the fist passes slightly overhead of Hifumi. But at the same time it took away the katana which was pierced into the fist. "Guu!" (Veldore) The averted fist was outside Veldore's expectation. But at the same time he was overjoyed at the opponent parting with his weapon. With this the enemy won't be able to put up a resistance. In the instant of turning back his sight towards the enemy to smash him at last, that enemy was right in front of his eyes. The second Hifumi averted the fist, he escaped below Veldore's arms while letting go of his katana and jumped up in front of him planting his knee into his face. "Don't take your eye off your enemy." (Hifumi) Stabbing the suntetsu grasped in the right hand into Veldore's chin, he seizes his hair with the left hand. As he rotated Veldore's head once, Veldore collapsed raising an earth tremor, afterwards his large build twitched for an instant and didn't move anymore. "It's not really a swordsmanship match. It's only natural to let go of something like weapons at any time." (Hifumi) Hifumi, who leapt away to avoid getting dragged down by the falling Veldore, leisurely picked up his katana. Once he confirmed that there was no warping or damage to it, he approached the throne as he held it close to the ground in his right hand. "... Well done!" (Suprangel) "Thanks." (Hifumi) Hifumi lightly responds to the king's praise. Unbeknownst whether Yugu had heard this or not, he looked at Hifumi trembling in shivers. "I'm the king of Horant, Suprangel Gengh Horant." (Suprangel) After he named himself, the king looked at the miserably caved-in Yugu besides him. At the thought of that small-timer, who could do nothing but tremble in fear without even giving his own name, acting as advisor of his grandson, the king judges him to be pathetic. "... He is a friend of my grandson, the guy who died just now. They were right at the point of attempting to usurp my position." (Suprangel) "Uee!?" (Yugu) Even though Yugu looks at the king surprised by his words, the king only sighed without looking at him. "I wonder, why do you think I would protect a bastard like you this late in the game?" (Suprangel) Due to the king's words, Yugu tried to escape from his current place in panic. Falling over as his feet were tripped by Hifumi, he struggled to move his feet and hands squirming like an insect as his back was tread on. "Your name is?" (Hifumi) Seeing that Yugu had no intention to answer, Hifumi looked at Suprangel. "That guy's name is Yugu Yutileft. I regret to say it, but he is a noble of this country." (Suprangel) "I see." (Hifumi) Hearing the king's words, Hifumi severed Yugu's head easily holding his katana in a backhand grip. "... Well then, Orsongrande's hero. Do you want to obtain this country by killing me? No matter how much you even aspire that..." (Suprangel) "Don't need it, something like a country." (Hifumi) Muttering that it would be too troublesome, he sheathed the katana. "... What was that?" (Suprangel) "I told you, I don't need it. I only fight for the sake of killing people." (Hifumi) "Wh-What a..." (Suprangel) For the first time now, the king noticed that the man in front of him wasn't a hero but a lunatic. "Since I was able to talk with you, I plan to go back at this point today." (Hifumi) "D-Do you want to tell me that you don't even want any kind of military exploits having come this far?" (Suprangel) The king immediately saw through that there was no falsehood in Hifumi's eyes, though he still couldn't believe it. "It's not only this country. It's the same for Vichy and Orsongrande... which reminds me, doesn't there seem to be an area of beastmen on the other side of this country? Dragging them into it as well, I want to steadily turn this world into one of fighting and killing each other. And I will have you desperately refine your skills by using schemes to escalate the wars even further." (Hifumi) Hifumi talks with sparkling eyes similar to a child with a large dream of the future. "For that reason, I only came here to agitate your country a bit. However, once you mass produce these dolls, who aren't able to use their head in battle, I will crush this country." (Hifumi) Hifumi snorts as he points at the enhanced soldiers scattered about in the corners thrown away by Veldore. "Even if I tell you, there's no way for you to understand unless you have experienced it yourself." (Hifumi) "Therefore", Hifumi continues calmly, "The magic tools developed by this country to make people ferocious, I decided to use those on suitably strong-looking monsters around the world. Since there will probably be victims here and there in your country before long, you better hurry to think of countermeasures." (Hifumi) He shouts as he is about to jump off the throne. "If you do such thing, it will increase the victims among the populace! Just how much military forces will be necessary to patrol... ?" (Suprangel) "Therefore, isn't it better to do your best in finding a method to search for the enemy? It's also necessary to consider the possibility of sudden attacks. Though the safety of the highway will be lost as well." (Hifumi) The king gazes with eyes tinged in panic at Hifumi, who tells him some of the consequences if they don't figure out a method of protection in the future. "Well, it's fine's if you do your best at thinking of a plan to protect the populace. I've got a suggestion there, but..." (Hifumi) It can't be called anything but the whispers of the devil by now, but Suprangel has no other option but to listen to Hifumi's words. "Won't it be fine if you send soldiers to my territory for training them?" (Hifumi) Although Suprangel was speechless for a little while, at the time he received the report of the experimental bodies having escaped and rampaging around from a soldier, who came rushing, he had decided to follow Hifumi's proposal including his support as well.
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