Good night
Perhaps it’s because we’re inside the Juggernaut, time passed unnoticed by us. It was already getting dark after I had finished making dinner and tidying up. I was wondering why the time didn’t go so fast on the noisy Cataphract, but it’s night in the blink of an eye on Juggernaut. It seems that time also rides a ride.
For a long time, the Juggernaut ran non-stop. When he tried to slow down a bit, Peru pulled black steel from the warehouse and tossed it into the blast furnace, and each time the Juggernaut spurred on like a whip.
I was curious and asked.
“I heard that the Juggernaut moves with the power of Houju. Does this work at night?”
“… If you put a lot of fuel in it.”
It’s amazing how that works, but even Peru doesn’t know the principle. Because the person who made this is a golden mirror. Just have to accept it
After filling my stomach and washing my body after a long time. Peru said to me looking for a place to sleep.
“… Room. Excuse me.”
Peru pointed to a room used as a warehouse. There were two neatly placed beds in a roughly tidy room. It seems so narrow that it is difficult to keep even a life, let alone protect privacy.
I grumbled, frowning.
“Over there. I don’t want to be too picky as a guest, but why do I have to sleep in that corner room? Unlike Ajina and Tyr, I am a person who needs a sense of life.”
“… I can’t do otherwise.”
‘… There is not enough space for two beds. I have no choice but to put the two men in the warehouse.’
If I could sleep completely alone, that would be satisfying in its own way, but it’s not even that. Of course, my roommate….
“Huh? Why am I in the same room as him!”
A regressor dressed as a crossdresser. It’s really dangerous.
If I had even approached sleep…. Because I might get hit back with a thousand bullets and die without even waking up.
“Why are you so picky, Shay? On the contrary, sleeping with Mr. Shay is even more dangerous for me!”
“You are not in danger!”
‘It’s much more dangerous for me if you share the same room! I can’t even rest in peace because I’m afraid my identity will be revealed! Chi it. How long should I live being treated as a man? !’
What’s dangerous? You’re not even a kid, do you feel threatened just because you sleep in the same room as a member of the opposite s*x? I don’t know if it’s the same bed, but the room is too far apart. If that’s the case, why don’t you dress up as a man in the first place?
“I am powerless to resist Mr. Shay when he has stern thoughts! You knew what I would be like if you left me alone in a locked room!”
“What was I thinking! I’ve never thought hard about you! I am in the first place!”
“What am I?”
‘I will reveal that I am a woman… ! Whoa. Calm down. It’s still early. Until the affairs of the principality are over, it is advantageous to be a man. That’s not going to happen, but if you happen to be misunderstood as a saint… The principality and Tyrkanjaka might turn into enemies.’
The regressor calmed the rising urge.
The power to know the future belongs to a saint. So, it seems that regressors have been misunderstood as saints many times. In quite a few cases, being misunderstood as a saint is beneficial, but… Probably not right now with Tyr.
Regressors also have their own strategy. Indeed, I’m not sure if I’m being ‘misunderstood’ as a saint.
“Last time, when I tried to wake you up, you almost slit my throat, didn’t you? That’s what I said shamelessly, don’t touch me when I’m sleeping. Wow, even the red half of the chest is oily.”
“Oh, it can’t be helped! A traveler should have at least some means to protect himself while sleeping!”
“I don’t say anything when it’s done in the line of protecting myself! It’s a problem because it’s aimed right at the neck of the person who’s kindly trying to wake him up!”
“You didn’t cut it!”
“If you cut it, you are a murderer! Don’t stretch out because you didn’t cut it, be thankful that I didn’t cut it!”
While we were talking loudly, a boy with short bobbed hair walked in from outside the door. A boy with a handsome appearance who could be mistaken for a woman started talking with a chuckle.
“Oh, yes. I don’t know if Shay is too precious~. What a precious opportunity to sleep with your father.”
The regressor looked at Hilde and tilted her head.
Clearly, Hilde now resembles a regressor. The sharp eyes revealed under the short bobbed hair that exposed her neck completely resembled those of a regressor.
But it’s different. Until now, Hilde’s transformations had been surprisingly perfect even for herself, but this transformation seemed to be easily recognizable to anyone who came. Although her skills were excellent, she was alien to regressors by anyone’s eyes.
“What? Transform? Other than that….”
Becoming ‘Shay’ Mannhilde sighed in her arms and said.
“You don’t look alike at all, do you? Yes~ It’s a failure. Interpretation of your character was so difficult that it ended up like this. Acting is not good because I can’t immerse myself in it.”
The regressor seemed slightly happy that Hilde hadn’t transformed into herself. Is it because she is proud of being her own? If she had her own face right in front of her, she would be quick to attack, but her demeanor was gentle.
“Huh. Of course. Not everything in the world will go your way.”
“I also found out today. I heard both of her hands. I think I’m misinterpreting something, but I don’t know what it is.”
I don’t know. How can I understand that mental world without knowing the precondition of regression? Even I, who has mind reading, couldn’t fully understand it.
Hilde raised her hands and made a mischievous expression and jumped at me.
“Anyway! If you don’t like sleeping with her father like that, swap it with ‘me’! ‘I’ has no problem sleeping with her father! No, even better!”
“Ha?”
“Is it okay for a man and a woman to sleep in one room? Are you okay. ‘I’ is now disguised as a man! It’s safe to sleep in the same bed, not just in the same room!”
No. That’s a refusal on my part. Using a narrow bed is also irritating, so why do you have to be a man? I’m not safe If possible, please do it with a female body.
Would the regressor accept her Hilde’s proposal? She seriously contemplated. But even for a moment, he felt a sense of rejection when he saw her own face sticking with her Hilde.
“Okay. I won’t do it because I want to see him cling to him with my face.”
“Hmm? Are you jealous?”
“What is jealousy? I feel bad! It won’t be bad if you go around fooling around with your face on!”
“What? ‘I’ can do nonsense with ‘my’ face~? What nonsense are you going to do?”
As Hilde said that, she quietly headed towards her warehouse. At that time, darkness spread behind her and Hilde, and she suddenly attacked her from behind and wrapped around Hilde’s arms and legs.
“What? Tyrkanjaka?”
[Hey, you mean a grown-up girl strides into the boyfriend’s room? Come back.]
“That kind of old-fashioned way of thinking slows down progress.”
Hilde was drawn beyond her darkness. Seeing a man being eaten by the darkness beside him, Peru was terrified once again and ran away.
In the end, only the regressor and I were left in front of the warehouse. The regressor who brushed his hair clicked his tongue and waved his hand.
“Okay. I’ll put a cloth in the middle, so don’t come over.”
“I don’t know why he keeps getting defensive. Rather, I am the one who should scream, right? Unlike you, I am a harmless human being with not the slightest hint of aggression!”
“It’s not that I’m vigilant because it’s you. It’s the same no matter who your opponent is. I can’t sleep well if there are people in the same room.”
‘It’s not dangerous if no one is around. Me and my opponent. Every….’
The regressor took out a wide cloth and cut it in the middle of the room. The already small room became even more suffocating… A more comfortable expression was read through the cloth. In their own space, the regressor relaxed and put his mind at ease.
Well, hit it or not. If you hit me, it’s more comfortable for me. You don’t have to worry about your neck flying if you accidentally touch it.
I moved cautiously to avoid touching the fabric, then lay down on the cot and said.
“Privacy must be clear. Good night, Shay.”
“… You also.”
The answer came a beat late.
——
The king of gold, Elric, ordered his disciples.
“Try to fill this room with one gold coin. Whoever fills the room with the most wisdom will be entitled to my teaching.”
It was a clichéd question that came up to the bones of the bones because they were so concerned about it, and each of the disciples unfolded what they thought. Sound, light, and smell. The disciples who filled the room with all kinds of invisible things smiled proudly and waited for Elric’s evaluation.
However, Elric’s test had one more hidden meaning.
“Water that flows into the sea turns into clouds and falls again, and broken tools are melted down and made into steel again. Those who seek wisdom should consider replenishing rather than consuming. Because it is much more difficult.”
The previous question was famous, but the disciples had not heard the story behind it. Elric commanded the disciples who were staring at each other blankly.
“Bring back what you filled with gold.”
The disciples hurriedly took the leftovers and tried to turn them into gold.
However, once used, things lose their value. It is said that there was not a single disciple who returned it with a perfect gold coin.
… Until the golden mirror appears.