Chapter 209 – Promise

After breaking up with Mayal, I wandered around the academy, thinking endlessly, and spent time sitting blankly on a nearby bench.

“…”
“If anyone sees it, they’ll know it’s the Earth Spirit.”
“Oh fuck.”

I’m trying to sink in agony, but this bastard gets in the way again.

“Do you start cursing when you see me?”
“Get off.”

Kitz, don’t you have anything to do?
Why do you come back and yell at me every time?

“What are you doing?”
“I’m looking at the sky.”
“I heard that they do this for hours. Even on holidays, there are some students who like to take a walk around the academy.
“Are you my guardian?”

Gaaski is pretending to be an adult.
…No. Are you more mature than me in terms of the number of episodes?
It’s ambiguous.
I don’t know how many times he played, but I’ve played the game for thousands of years.
Aren’t I at least the mental age?
I was thinking about something useless, but Katz said.

“Be the sword of light.”
“Are you talking about that yet?”
“Yes. I think you can fulfill my purpose.”
“What is your purpose?”
“Save the world.”
“…”

Truly, I was at a loss for words at the simple goal of a warrior.
But save the world from what?

“Why? Is it unexpected?”
“Yeah. I thought there would be something black inside.”
“I was also surprised.”
“? What.”
“I thought you were hiding more conspiracies. Yes. You’re a prophet, aren’t you?”
“…”

It’s sarcastic, you fucking bastard.

“Hey.”
“?”
“My memory is nothing special, but… But isn’t it a memory worthy of being disqualified as a fellow warrior?”

How can a bastard who kills people as he pleases be placed in a high-ranking official position just because he is pretty?
Besides, my belly hurts like hell, but Kitz is stronger than me.
You have to actually stick together to know, but if you look at the specs, you won’t be able to compete.
It was the same with Inris. He was specialized in the mental system, and he seems to be able to destroy everything with his energy…

Do I really need it?

“What. Seongguk is also a very dirty place in the first place.”
“…?”
“If you sit in the seat of the light sword, it might be better for you.”

I think I just heard some fucking dark words.
In addition, this chewy. You turned me around now, right?

“…Then get a decent guy seated.”
“…”
“Don’t be a bastard like me. That way the organization will work properly.”

Kitsu follows me and looks up at the sky.
Silence for a while.

“I felt it from the moment I saw your memories.”
“?”
“You are such a troublesome fellow.”
“What the hell is this?”

I heard this for the second time today.
However, there is a huge gap between what I hear from Mayal, who is lively, cute, and pretty, and the remarks of a fucking teenager who is more unforgivable because he is handsome.
Kill.

However, the intent to kill subsided at the words that followed.

“I saw your memories. Even the memories of your father when he passed away.”
“…”
“Eight.”
“…How did you see that. I think you hid that memory.”
“I was forced to look.”
“A fucking chew.”

My face seems to be burning with embarrassment.
I didn’t want anyone to see what I looked like back then.

“Take a look at what others remember.”
“Look at my memory too. Didn’t I give it to you?”
“…Ah that.”

Where is the bead now?
Did you put it in your trouser pocket? Maybe it’s running inside the Hart family’s magic washing machine.
Anyway, my heart was twisted and I wanted to grab the pod somehow.

“Hey. You knew that the Golden Sun Clan would attack me.”
“Of course I knew. And I thought that if it was you, you could solve it on your own, or if you couldn’t, you could help and erase the debt.”
“…”

I have no words to say…

“In the first place, those guys were always the ones who died miserably in the previous rounds. Whether it was from the Dark Lord of Darkness or from the head office, they either got dumped or they didn’t even know the subject and tried to touch the teenage family or Prunar Academy, but instead got the opposite.”

Did you also get hurt by the demon king of colored dreams, who is your backing?
But the more curious thing is… The main store.

“…Hey.”
“?”
“The president of the head office is… That guy, right?”
“Is that a well-thought-out word?”
“Don’t pretend.”

Still, I was convinced by this sly answer.
Also. That’s the guy

There was a rather long silence this time.
Well, I don’t think this bastard and I have a lot to talk about.
I got up from the bench.

“…Go. Give me another place for the light sword.”
“Eight days. This is just my opinion…”

Katz talking behind my back as I was about to leave.
Whatever you say, I will ignore it.

“I think what your father told you to do is to be nice, he wanted you to be happy.”

I couldn’t ignore it.
He stopped and glared at him like he was going to kill him.

“Kits.”
“…”
“Do you want to die? Here.”

It contained the utmost intent to kill.
I was so angry that I was surprised to myself.

But for my flesh. The boy answered plainly.

“I don’t want to die.”
“…”
“…Eight days.”
“What.”
“Your father’s words to live kindly were not a curse.”
“Shut up.”

But Kitz didn’t shut up.

“The way I see it, I was just worried.”
“…”
“You’re just overthinking it.”
“What do you know about me?”
“Well.”

After a moment of silence, Kitz added.

“I don’t know you very well yet. I think we can understand each other.”
“Damn it.”

I will not be able to face you
Let’s go home.
…
However. House. Where?
Is it Grise? A heart?
Here, in Elyunar, where is my home.

“Clearly.”

A snort came out at Kaitsu’s words, which Najik added.
Understanding is fucking

Home… Should I say?
In the end, I came back to Grise Street.
Under the floating island. When I came down to Sers, there was Marienne in front of the warp gate.
She got her in her carriage and she came to that Rise Street, and came into the room she had been staying the other day.

And I saw my squire in a respectful posture.
Did he hear that I had arrived and kept waiting in this position?

“…What did you do today?”
“I studied work.”
“…”
“I will never disappoint my teacher.”

My seed. Lena was determined to the end.
But it reminded her of her dog trying not to be abandoned, and her heart ached.

“You don’t have to try.”
“…!”

Oops.
I don’t need you… I guess I was mistaken for the same remark.
Fortunately, unlike in the morning, I felt more relaxed and quickly added.

“You’re good as you are. You’re too much for me now.”
“…Yes, teacher.”

It is awkward.
It’s really fucking awkward.
If even a child quarrels, it becomes so awkward.

“Miss Lena. You don’t have to wait on me today, so please rest.”
“All right.”
“…”

It is a face that is very anxious and wants to do something.
But maybe she thought she couldn’t refuse her teacher’s, no, her master’s order, she forced herself to answer.
I felt so sorry for myself for making this child feel insecure.
At the end of her thoughts, she stroked Lena’s head.
She looks up with surprised eyes.

“Lena.”
“…Yes.”
“Today…”

‘Good job.’

“…”

A compliment suddenly popped into her head.
Ah. That’s right. Dad.
That gentleman treated me this way.
I’ve always been blunt, but sometimes when I’m good at something, I’ll do it like this.

…Now that I think about it, the stinginess with compliments must have made the nobleman feel awkward too.

“Nice job, Lena.”
“…Yes, teacher!”

Seeing her slightly brighter face made me feel very comfortable.
What. Judging by the way he walked lightly and politely left the room, he still had a long way to go, but for now, he should be content with this.
Lena went out and lay down on her bed.

And she remembered her dad.
Katz’s words came to mind.

‘I think what your father said to live kindly was that he wanted you to be happy.’
‘Your father’s words to live kindly weren’t a curse.’
‘The way I see it, I was just worried.’

A fucking baby.
What does ji know
Seeing how that man looked at me at the end, what did he know…

“…”

Impulse… That was the only way I could express it.
As she came out of the room, she asked a passing maid if she still had the clothes she wore from before.
For some reason, the maid’s reaction was turbulent.
…Ah. Now I see, it’s Remy.
El’s childhood friend, squire, and bitch, Remy.
She looks at me, half fear, half… Pleasure…? Even her blush?
Oh my god. Make her blush at the sight of her own tummy licking asshole?
I wished I could before. I hope this woman There must be no M.

Anyway, this woman is also a maid. She asked again if she had any clothes she had worn before.
There is a possibility that the clothes she wore before were worn out and thrown away, so she thought of giving up if there were none, but it is.
Is it true that she throws away the belongings of VIPs carelessly?

After washing, Remy personally guided me, saying that her items were also stored separately.
I brought marbles into the room.
Did you just inject Ryunar? Or did she just break it.
You can do both at the same time, but somehow it will work.
If you can’t enter the memory world. Let’s just pass it on without getting in.

“…”

I fiddled with the golden beads and pondered for a while.
Why am I so worried
Why do you want to see this memory?

[Why? Since the hero is annoying, isn’t it to see the hero’s mistakes and curse effectively?]
“…Ah. That’s it.”

Convinced by the disgrace, I immediately blew Ryunar and broke the golden orb.

Chow ah!

Entered a strange world.

[Welcome. Previous record… No. This is the guide.]

I roughly nodded my head at the unfamiliar voice and moved forward following the explanation.
And.

Warrior’s.
By Hiro Kaitsu.
No, I saw the past of Kite ‘Hope’.

An ordinary child.

In the first episode, a boy who was immaturely delighted.
In the second playthrough, a boy who tasted the despair of the first playthrough and became filled with a sense of mission.
A boy who takes on responsibility in the third episode.
A boy full of sorrow in the fourth episode.
In the 5th episode, a boy who works hard to say that things will change now.
In the sixth episode, a boy who thinks of all ways alone in the sadness of losing his comrades.
In the seventh episode, a boy ponders whether he should give up justice for Silly.
In the eighth episode… A boy agonizing over why he should live a good life.

Like that.

An average of ten years per episode in the beginning. Life for about a year in the second half.
I watched a total of seven thousand two hundred and thirty-seven episodes.
That time is roughly hundreds of years even if you only work.
Funny enough, it was similar to the time I had in games or dreams.
It’s very funny.
It’s funny, but the laughter didn’t come out.
Oh fuck okay. I can understand what you’re saying.

We’re kind

Next day.

After coming to Pryunar Academy, he sat on the same bench he had sat on the previous day, blankly looking up at the sky.
Today is also a holiday, so there are not many people except for the occasional student in plain clothes.
I was certain of one thing.
The guy comes.
And it actually came.

“Did you see it?”

Kitsu, a handsome man in a sensible outfit who brings up the main topic without saying hello.
Looking back at this bastard’s old memories, in the first episode, Kitz was a fashion bombshell like me who couldn’t wear clothes.
But I have very little experience with this young woman.
What kind of bastard do you think you are?

[I don’t think that’s what a kid would say.]
Giggling papa
[Fuck it.]

?!
This fucking bastard doesn’t hesitate to swear now.
Block the disgrace for now, let’s solve this bastard first.

“…Hey.”
“Hmm?”
“Leave your memories and don’t show them without leaving out all the important memories. Is that why you fought against the true demon king? Besides, why do you skip all the battles with the bastards that seem important?”

Whether it’s a god beast, a monster king, or a demon king. Fight them! I thought I was going to die of fucking curiosity because they just gave me a rough result or skipped over it.

“It’s a limitation of the recording scene, so there’s nothing I can do about it.”

While talking, he casually sat down on the bench next to mine.
A considerable distance between us, enough for two people to sit.
Well, this distance would be appropriate for us.

“But have you seen all of those memories? I’ve felt it since I saw the memories of when you were playing the game, but it’s surplus power enough to stick out your tongue.”
“What the fuck? It’s better than your bastard who was slapped in the back of the head after trusting in only the gods for thousands of years and shoveling. The game is fun too.”
“…”
“Don’t you have anything to say, bitch?”
“…No.”
“No. It’s a rat.”

Just looking at this guy, he’s very childish.
There was silence for a while, and the wind blew us.

“Eight.”
“Ok?”
“It was like that last time. People are originally evil.”
“…”

It’s black history
Hearing it from someone else’s mouth makes me cringe.
I feel like kicking the blanket.
However, Katz said seriously.

“I felt it as someone who had lived countless lives. Yes. Humans are evil.”
“…What the obvious thing to say.”
“But I try to be good.”
“…”

I was dumbfounded for some reason.

“And you are a villain who tries to be good and does good over and over again. That is, a much better person than the average person.”
“…What.”

Kitz didn’t mean to comfort him, so he immediately moved on to the next topic.

“Again, your father wanted you to be happy… I think so.”
“…”
“I didn’t hate you. Rather, I loved you.”
“…”

Oh fuck
This… Is fucking cringy.
So, I had no choice but to tell the story of my father, which I hadn’t told anyone else.

“G-G-Ral. Does that guy look like a guy who fits the word love?”
“? Wasn’t he a man of great character?”
“Excellent? Did you remember correctly?”
“I haven’t seen you when you were young living with your father.”
“…Then you wouldn’t know.”
“?”
“It’s not my dad… But that guy goes to a gambling place to meet and loses money, and when he comes back, it’s sparring, and he was a guy who relieved stress while beating me.”
“…?”

What is that face?
It’s like a reaction when you find out that the person who was deified is actually a person who is tired of the world.

“Isn’t that all? If he doesn’t wake up, beat him up to wake him up, or he’ll fall asleep next to the map and say it’s annoying, and I’ll be late. … Sounds like a joke about what I just said?
“Why did you eat your father’s pudding?”
“…”

Why are you asking such a question?
But I couldn’t help but think about the barrel of the question.
I was told to brag about it because I got 100 points on the test, but I was upset because I didn’t come in because I was drinking…
But did you order chicken that day?

…Did you know about my test scores?

“I don’t know, fuck you.”
“You must be upset. Then it must be your fault.”
“No, this bastard.”
“By the way, I seem to remember everything, even the trivial things, except for the things I didn’t like.”
“Take it too. Even if you’re annoyed, you’ll remember everything.”
“…Still, it’s fortunate that there are memories like that.”
“What dude?”
“Your friends. In the original world… They don’t exist anymore. If there’s no one to support them, no. Even if they do, people live on memories.”
“…”

Serious look.
Bowed head.
You’re probably thinking of the friends, lovers, and colleagues you lost in the last episode.
Kaitsu’s own family… Died before he became a hero. These are the people you can’t meet even after rounds.

But what?
My friends, no, there are no friends who are similar to me anymore?

“Eight.”
“Why.”
“Where you live if you want…”
“But what’s missing? Shihyeon? Siyoung? Yerin? All three of them are alive?”
“…”
“…?”
“…?”
“What are you trying to do, ten years old?”
“Uh… Huh?”

It’s the first time I’ve heard this kid say Eng.

“… Ah. That. Um. That’s right. Come to think of it, Seong Si-hyeon was hospitalized and Han Si-young was in despair, but she was still alive… I was mistaken. By the way, Seo Ye-rin… Didn’t fall off the roof?”

Why ask carefully.

“I pushed.”
“… No. Did she remember that he had pushed her? Is she still not guilty?”

Just a moment ago, he was looking at me in a friendly way, but now he looks at me like a madman.
The kid looks like a criminal.
In fact, it is true that he is a criminal who has killed several people.

“No, you idiot. Did I push you to death? If you remember, you would have known. A device installed in the dojo.”
“…Device?”

Come to think of it, I didn’t know because I saw Kaitsu’s memories. As for the memory world, the manager directed and showed the scenes Ji wanted to show.
Maybe this child. Doesn’t she know what happened when she pushed Yerin?
But was there any reason not to show those memories?
She was puzzled, but decided to just explain it with her mouth.

“My father, a nobleman, used to be in the special forces unit, so he said that he might need something like this, and he did training to overcome his fear of heights without the knowledge of the police. As a safety device, a mat deployment device was installed on the outer wall of the dojo to prevent falls.”

When you press the switch, the mat spreads all over the painting.
I must have mentioned it to the dojang family kids.

“Then… The one who pushed away Seo Ye-rin…”
“Yeah, Ji jumped down and it’s tough, but if she falls to her death, it’s difficult, so I pushed her toward the mat, but Su-ryun misunderstood that bitch. I know who is a psychopath…”
“…”

Training for fear of heights reminds me of my dad’s face, who was sincerely disappointed when I got used to it from the first time I started training.
He must have wanted me to be scared. Because I asked him to wake me up that day, and he didn’t wake up, so I kicked his pillow for sleeping.
Training sucks.
Ah though. It was fucking exhilarating to bang my head on the floor while making a noise.

“Ah. And Shihyeon is still in a coma, but Siyoung woke up saying that after that all men are fuckin’! Then he went under Rachel and learned a skill. Now he’s fucking like that. ㅇㅇ”
“…Ah, no… Well.”
“Rachel acted as if she wouldn’t see me again and took care of this and that. She’s such a nice person.”
“…”
“What is it? It seems like you’ve lived a good life, but you’ve been doing surprisingly well, you bastard. The expression of giving me back my worries.”
“Nice to see you.”

The man who said it was absurd closed his mouth.
While being silent. Katz said as if he had suddenly remembered.

“You seem to be wandering around because your mind and body are weak these days.”
“Ok?”
“Why don’t you focus on your job as an instructor? The subjugation of the eight monster kings, Askatlov, is still close to two months away.”
“…Instructor.”

I haven’t thought about the instructor position yet.
Classes have already started, and I wonder if there are any students.
What is the class content?
Still, it seems rewarding to teach students.
…To focus on work and get rid of random thoughts. I’m not some kind of livestock.

“By the way. They look alike.”
“Ok?”
“Seo Ye-rin. She resembles Clair.”
“…Huh?”

Uh… Is that…?

“…Okay?”
“Yeah. Why. Aren’t you weak against her?
“What the fuck?”
“Ah. I’m sorry. You, whose temper is such that even demons stick out their tongues…”

Threw a fist
Was soon overpowered.
Fuck you, you’re so fucking old.

“Pup…”
“It’s a good fist. The potential for growth is endless.”
“But do Yerin and that bitch…Clarire look alike?”

I hear it and it seems like that.
He has long black hair and a good body. Face too…
Aside from their personalities… They seem similar. No, it looks like

“Doesn’t it resemble a strong yet weak personality?”
“…Um. I see.”

When I asked why I was still calling Clair a bitch but not giving her a fucking nickname and keeping her alive, I wonder if it was because I subconsciously felt like Yerin.

“What is Seo Ye-rin doing?”
“Look at your skill at turning the topic.”

Bringing up the story of Clary and leading it naturally to Yerin.
She would have answered me if I had just asked her outright.
There is nothing to keep secret.

“Should I say she’s rehabilitated… She’s learning to work under Rachel’s daughter. Exactly what she’s doing, I don’t know because I haven’t met her.”
“It’s not ‘can’t’, it’s ‘not’.”
“Get over it, you fucking bastard.”
“Come to think of it. Kalalir resembles a water lily, so I don’t like it.”

Who was Kalalir?
Was she Clary Le’s sister?
I replied languidly.

“That bitch is clearly a bitch.”
“Hmm…”

I do not deny it.
Actually, judging from my memories of this bastard, I was hit by Kalalir quite a few times.

“…Ehh. What’s the point of talking to you more?”

I got up.
She seemed to know what to do now.
Whether it’s a lecturer job or the Eight Kaiju Kings. All good.

Let’s focus on work.

If I had heard of it a year ago. Uh… Work… Didn’t you die? I thought about that, and walked away from him.

She didn’t want to admit it, but her troubled mind and emptiness had disappeared.
She didn’t bother to say hello.
Anyway, I will see Kitz often in the future.

[Kid.]
Ok?
[…I hate drifting.]

Ah-oh. I think this son of a bitch is going to drift in pairs with Kitz and throw them together.
Stop talking disgustingly and let’s go to work.
…
Dad. I did work
Now that I think about it, work doesn’t seem so far away.

***

The kites.
Watching Dre’s back as he walks away. At that time, I remembered the memories of Dre and his father.

Not painted. In the middle of it, his father is dying of a disease he suffered from before.
Yeo-dre, who was kneeling beside him, looking down at him.

He was far from Kitz, and he was on his knees from exhaustion, and his memory was collapsing, so he couldn’t see his father’s expression as he lay there.

But. The voice was clear.
Dre’s father spoke first.

“…Hey.”
“…Why.”
“Why?”
“…Oh why?”
“…Son.”
“…”

His father spoke in a voice dripping with worry, to the point where he wondered why his father hated him for being like that for eight days.

“You live a good life.”
“…”

Young Dre remained expressionless until the end.
No, he pretended to be expressionless.
The corners of his mouth twitched downward, suggesting his feelings.

“…Please.”
“…Why don’t you say something. It’s time to die.”
“…”
“…Wake up quickly. Old man.”

He didn’t look aged enough to be called an old man, but rather felt more like a very handsome young man.
His body was so strong that it was hard to see him dying.
Even so, death was clear on his face.
Even eight days ago, he knew that well.
So, he couldn’t answer properly.
The only thing I can do is stop crying.
But he, his father, kept staring for eight days.
As if asking for an answer.

“…”

Young Dre reluctantly nodded his head, and his father let out a whoo… Relieved breath.

And no more breathing was heard.

“…Inspired?”

The answer was no.

“…Dad?”

Still no answer.
Instead, ugh. Ugh… A vomit-like sound came from Dre’s mouth.
Feigned coldness. Now the smoke to not worry about the departing father collapsed.

“Ugh.. Ugh,. Heuk. Heuk…”

Drip.

Thick tears ran down his cheeks and landed on his father’s face.

“Ah, ah, dad…It hurts…”

Little Dre held his father’s cheek in his little hand and sobbed.
Even though I was giggling because I was crying. He said.

“…Cha, be nice…Live, I’ll…”

Whoops. Black… Sobbing so much that I couldn’t even speak. That’s what he said

“I assure you…I can’t do it…I’ll do my best…To be nice, live…Ugh…Ugh heck…”

Dre sobbed for a long time. He then buried his face in his father’s neck and hugged him.
Katz is on the verge of his memory collapsing. He gathered his last strength and ran forward.
Because there was something I wanted to check.

And saw.

A satisfied smile on his father’s face.

It was not the face of someone who hated his son.
It was the reassured face of a father who had obvious fatherly love and was worried about his son.

As her memories faded, the back of the young Yeodere, who had grown distant, overlapped with the back of the now young Yeodere, and Kitz laughed.

“Eight days!”
“Ok?”

Looking back, there was no more worry on his face.
It was the same as usual, with a gruff and rough face.
So, said Katz.

“Sword of light. Are you going to do it?”

When asked to join my teammates, Dre smiled at the dumbfounded look on his face.
And he said in a bright voice.

“Yeah. Fuck you.”
“…”

Don’t worry. Yeodere’s father.
Your son grew up as a fucking baby.

Although he may be a hypocrite, he was born as an upright human being who is hundreds of times better than idiots who do nothing good and remain silent. No need to worry.
Katz sincerely thought so.

Dre moved forward.
There was no more hesitation on his face.