Chapter 63
02-Remun, the God of Darkness
“Your sister is in trouble or pulls in trouble.”
“I’m always caught up in various ways. I’m in trouble too.”
“I think the cause lies mostly with your sister.”
Another dream. He is in a black space, a boy who called himself the god of darkness, Remun. From top to bottom, the darkly dressed clothes are recognizable at first sight as good quality, and you can feel a good little mood.
Why did you forget while you were awake?
A self-proclaimed god-black boy laughs with white teeth.
“Did you remember your dream yesterday?”
“It was about whether I was sacred.”
“… Well, if you remember, I’ll do it.”
He smiles with his head tilted and laughs, he is so invisible to God. I wanted such a younger brother. God, please give me a brother.
“What if you ask your parents, not me?”
“I don’t need a younger brother.”
If I have a younger brother now, there is a lot of trouble. Let’s accept the current situation and enjoy the life of an only child.
……that? Did you talk about your brother?
“You can tell it even if you don’t say it because it’s a dream. There’s no real intention in the dream, right?”
“Mindlessnesslessnesslessnesslessnesslessness”
Don’t think about anything. Don’t think of anything. Let’s make the mind empty. Don’t worry about neglecting your heart. When you reach the stage of enlightenment, the ghosts who read your heart are not enemies.
Heartless heartless heartless heartlessly.
“I won’t have a hard time if you get rid of that … Patrick.”
Patrick I love Patrick I love Patrick … Bad, Patrick gets in my way.
No matter how much Patrick, I hate it if I stand. I love You. Favorite guns, fourteen 16 gates all at once!
“… What’s your favorite gun?”
“aaaaaaaaaaa”
After receiving legitimate comments from Remun, I collapse from my knees. She screamed while repeatedly hitting her head on a black floor of unknown material.
I want to wake up early. I want to escape from this public execution space as soon as possible.
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I wake up while groaning. My room.
When I checked the window while wiping my sweat on my forehead, a gentle light came in through the gap in the curtain.
It seems early in the morning and early today.
Get off the bed and walk slowly in the direction of the sunrise.
He opened the window and squinted to the light. Take a cool, refreshing air and feel good.
I feel that my worst waking up has been reduced to almost zero in this morning sun. Anyway, God came out in my dream. Did I get a death flag?
“… It was a strange dream.”
“It’s not a dream”
“That!”
Behind me, and from a close distance, I could definitely hear a voice. It is the voice of a boy who has not changed voice yet.
He turns around and looks around the room, but he can’t see the voice.
Are you still in a dream world? Keep your vigilance while pinching your cheeks.
“……Painless?”
“No, it’s just that my sister’s pain is dead. I’m here.”
I heard a voice again. My feet … no. From my shadow, shaped by the sunlight behind me.
When I stare at my shadow, the darkness of the human form sways. The ripples spread like the surface of the water, and a black-haired boy appeared in the shadow.
“In reality, it’s a hajime mashite, my shrine maiden. I’m-”
I’m used to something coming out of my shadow.
A monster called Shadow Assassin, who appears in a dungeon he used to visit, comes out of the shadow and launches a surprise attack. It is troublesome to get used to, but I can cope conditionally.
At the moment something comes out of the shadow, he launches his own attack. I have that kind of body.
Of course, the same applies to boys who only emerge from shadows. I unknowingly kicked the chin of a boy whose whole body was not out of the shadow.
“I’m the God of Darkness … Wow !?”
“Oh, sorry.”
I was able to weaken my power at the last minute.
He blows away, one-bound on the ceiling, and falls to bed. It looks like the well-formed face did not get jumbled. Safe … is it safe?
He gets up while holding his chin with his hands.
“I was there … I knew you already, but your sister is a bit rough?”
“I’m sorry, it’s soaked in my body. So … who is it?”
“As I introduced myself in my dream, I’m Remun, the god of darkness. Feel free to call me Remun.”
Remun, a self-proclaimed god who breaks his face by saying so. He who came out of the shadow is not considered an ordinary human, is he really God?
There are too many questions to ask about what God is, why I call it a shrine maiden, and what I can do in the shadows.
The most important thing is how to get it in the shadow. The others are trivial by comparison.
When I asked the question, I heard Patrick’s voice from outside the room.
“Are Yumiera awake? What’s the current sound?”
“Oh, that’s right now …”
Patrick seems to hear Lemun hit the ceiling. I want him to be with you to hear a lot of talks from Remun … wait?
Early in the morning, a mysterious young boy is in bed.
No matter how much Patrick is trusted, I’m destined to be misunderstood. It is very bad to be suspicious of infidelity at this time before the wedding.
The door starts to move slowly, with me set in a crisis.
“Yumiera? I’ll enter”
“Wait! @Nude now!”
“Now !?”
The door that was opening closes vigorously. Alright, it’s going to make some time.
Remun, the man himself who invited such a pinch, is sitting in bed in Noh Weather.
“What happened? Sister, are you dressed properly?”
“Hide early, fast”
Where do you want to hide him? closet? I feel like it’s too ordinary.
Why this? I believe that people came out of the shadows … yes, shadows. It is appropriate for a boy coming out of the shadow to return to the shadow. Return where you should go.
I drag Remun down from the bed and squeeze it into my shadow.
“Hey, come back to the shadows soon.”
“It hurts, it doesn’t work!”
The whole body presses the boy against the shadow, but only the floor creaks.
Isn’t there momentum? Grasp and lift him and slam him on the floor. Like soba, over and over again.
“Eh, eh, eh”
“Well, no, no!”
Lift the black-haired boy and repeat the downstroke. The floor just bangs.
Is it wrong? When you come out, it was from your head, and when you return, from your head?
I try to bring Remun upside down and put the shadow in my head. Shake it up and down many times, like a fortune-teller. It seems like you can’t do it with brute force, so you have to earn the number of trials.
“Go back, go back, please go back, please”
“…………”
No, not at all.
It seems that the sound of the trial and error was heard by Patrick across the door. He entered the room with no numbness.
“Hey, what’s the sound !? I’ll go in!”
“Oh, wait, wait.”
Patrick who saw me freezes.
Of course. The fiancee is in the bedroom, alone with a mysterious boy. There is no doubt that it is doubtful.
But it’s okay, there’s nothing wrong. If you explain it sincerely, you will understand.
“No! Hey, explain from Remun.”
that? God, say something. He, holding me upside down, stays silent, shutting his eyes. Is it heartless or loose?
Patrick, who was rigid, utters words.
“Finally, finally?”
It may not be helping to suspect infidelity in the situation.
But he said, “Finally.” I was supposed to do it someday. Did I not trust so much? That fact weighs heavily on your heart. It was so painful and sad that I couldn’t help.
Different. Just misunderstanding …
“Finally … have you killed people?”
“Wait, really different”