Dakara, Anata o Koko de Koroshimasu

The girl I brought in is still passed out, so I'll put her to bed.

And Rico shall wake up, and he shall sit me down, and he shall stand forward.

This attitude of laying both feet on your buttocks, called 'front seats', has something spicy inside. Rico said that in the eastern country it seems to be the most rude act to take when showing an attitude of apology and reflection, but will the eastern people not be paralyzed in their legs?

"Selah. Why did you leave me to help that kid?

"That's because I couldn't let it go..."

"Isn't it Serra who said mission priority? You can't play, but you can stick your extra neck in."

"I'm really reflecting there...... This attitude really hurts my leg..."

"Here, don't move your legs! Anyway, I'm gonna call Mr. Cullen, so you can report it!

That said, Rico takes out the receiver he left on his desk and turns the dial. That number is for the military only.

Receive a receiver from Rico and answer the call.

"Oh, it's Serra. Is Mr. Cullen here?

"It's me. You've told me many times to call you Major General Dashwood, haven't you? It's an army line."

A dignified woman can be heard from beyond the receiver. This person is Major General Karen Dashwood, who has become my substantial boss and is feared to be the army's 'loyal dog'.

"Excuse me, Karen... Major General. First of all, I apologize for drastically delaying your contact time"

"Rico tells me what's going on here. You must have been unscrupulous again anyway, huh?

"... you're right. Also, it's gone wild......"

I was actually going to make it easy, but I didn't think I'd be swallowed up by impulse without a shrug.

I guess I've been relaxed lately because there hasn't been a rampage here. Maybe it's time to give this one some serious thought.

'Well, there's nothing I can do about your killing urge. I'm not angry. "

"Thank you......"

"I just don't know if I'd like to leave the suspect with a civilian and send him to the branch."

Mr. Karen's voice changes. The tone is calm, but definitely. Now she's so angry.

I felt the blood draw away even though I wasn't here.

"Well, that's, uh... You can't be seen with a bad wound, you couldn't help it..."

"If you weren't immortal, you'd be punishing me, seriously."

I tremble at Mr. Cullen's word.

The way I said "seriously" was serious. They used to call themselves "you."

"Ready? No matter how immortal you are, there is a limit. [M] It hurts when you keep doing things that annoy the army too much. '

"I am well aware…"

- Nothing. I don't even like it and I'm involved in the army.

I'll keep it in my mind because when I said that, they were going to yell at me.

I accidentally puffed from across the receiver and heard a small noise.

Trivial, that was such a murmur that I was likely to overhear it, but the sound changes Mr. Karen's atmosphere at the border.

'So, from here on out, it's a private position -'

That's where Mr. Cullen's words stop.

What will they say next? Wait for her words as you breathe and get your heart rate up.

"Hey, wasn't it too late, Serrakun?"

"... Are you drunk?

Suddenly Mr. Cullen has raised his voice as a cat.

Definitely. Earlier noises were switched from military lines to normal lines. All calls are recorded on military lines, so we can't talk about anything far-fetched. So this is how I switch lines when I have a private conversation with Karen...... How the hell are you switching between calls? If I find out in the first place, Mr. Cullen's neck is going to fly (though I'm safe).

"You're not drunk. At all, I didn't hear from you inside, so I thought I'd head that way."

"Please don't. You must be busy with that. Major General."

"Well, I'm free for a while. Oh, which Michi is going to your place."

"Are you coming..."

Oh, and sigh.

Karen would likely be a powerful assistant knife...... Honestly, this assignment is like a personal matter, so I really don't want you to get involved. Even Rico pressed me to go even though he hung a scatter stillness, so I broke and followed him.

"So, what can I do for you? It's time to talk to the girl."

Was the girl tired or still sleeping well in bed? It's pathetic to wake you up, but your family may be worried, and it's time to hear the circumstances.

"Well, hold on, Serra. I just want to ask you one thing. '

Mr. Karen suddenly calms down, speaking the way he had floated until then. I guess the speed of these switches is one of the factors that can emerge, but as an honest recipient, it's hard to do. Even if I skip it, she's good.

"… what is it"

You know exactly what this mission is all about, don't you?

"Eh."

I can't help but breathe in Mr. Cullen's words.

I know. The content and purpose of this mandate. I understand it right in the back of my head.

"Of enemies, captive, would it...? Why are you asking me now?

'Cause you, when you heard about this assignment, you were the first to kill me. The truth is, you're going to kill him as soon as you find him, right?

"... no words to give back"

Did you still not mislead me? I can't help lying like this, so I'll be honest with you.

"Immortals are dangerous people who move while following the madness they have in themselves. You can't just shut up and overlook it."

"So, do you have a plan to kill him?

"It hasn't..."

The enemy is literally immortal. Like me, I will not die spilling built-in holes or holes in my body. I'm trying to figure out a way to kill them somehow, but the fragrant results remain unattainable.

'Of course, given your circumstances, I can see why you want to kill them. But this assignment is only about captivity. And I'm using you, not a soldier, to make sure they're incapacitated. I'm asking you if you understand that properly. "

"I know, but... Huh!

'Well, I was relieved to hear I hadn't found a way to kill you. I don't mind fighting because I hate you and I'm willing to kill you, but in case you do, this time you'll be the experimental subject of the army.'

That's all I said, Mr. Cullen hung up.

Gently, put the receiver back on the dial.

"Serra? Are you okay?

Rico asks behind my back.

I managed to contain the tremor of my body, and I smiled and looked back.

"Yeah. Well, let's talk to that kid"

The girl seems surprised by the sight she is unfamiliar with when she wakes up, but at the same time reveals her vigilance as she sees us.

Describing how it had been so far (he convinced me that he would explain that the tragedy when he was running wild and the sight of my worn out was a nightmare) and our qualities, the girl showed herself calm with tears in her eyes whether she had appeased or not.

Then the girl starts explaining the situation.

First, the girl's name is Hazel Radford. Fourteen. Binocular on long blonde hair with curls. Overall, she wears a luxurious pink dress. She's also a beautiful girl with white skin and a doll (though Rico would stare at her if she complimented her on her appearance for some reason).

From the outside, she seems to be the daughter of a millionaire inside, and when it comes to the Radford family, she seems famous enough to contend for one or two in Urs.

And I'm going to talk about why she was running away, but the cause seems to be what happened about two months ago now. Here's what she said.

First, one girl has visited the Radford family. The girl's name is Cecilia. He named himself a missionary and said he solicited religion. Naturally, the lord, Hazel's father, declined her solicitation, but said the people of the mansion gradually went crazy on the border that day.

At first one of her servants said, "Glory to Arte God!" I jumped off the balcony screaming (who is Artay, by the way, a goddess of faith in this country). Next, the cook chose his own eyeballs, calling them offerings to God, and offered them as a dish. Next, Hazel's mother's limbs were amputated in order for the deacon to offer his sacrifice to God.

- - Hazel, who was blue-faced from that talk, holds her mouth down with her hands.

"Ugh...!

"Oh, I'm sorry! I'm sorry I reminded you of something scary, huh? Don't push me."

"Ha... ha... sorry. It's okay, so"

I'll rub your back with my right hand and stroke your head with my left.

Hazel's face is still blue, but the body tremor seems to have subsided after a little relief.

"So your father went crazy today."

Hazel says with her face up.

"Wah, say that you will sacrifice me to God... Everyone in the mansion agrees with that...... I got scared and ran away."

"So it was those servants that were chasing you then...?

But for a servant it seemed somewhat rough to say and do...

"No, I ran away from the people at the mansion. You were chasing the followers of Cecilia."

"Do you have a believer trying to shoot a stranger..."

Rico makes a good point, but agrees at the same time.

People in mansions that are suddenly crazy. Believers trying to kill indiscriminately. Its mastermind, Cecilia, is undoubtedly one of the immortals.

"Maybe your family went crazy because of Cecilia's 'power'"

"" Kenno...?

Rico and Hazel tilt their necks at unfamiliar words.

"I thought you didn't explain that to Rico. It's a special force that the immortal can handle."

Besides the strong madness, the immortal is endowed with special abilities. That's what they call power.

By the way, I have never exercised my powers yet. I am not willing to exercise it even when it is ready for use.

"Perhaps Cecilia is empowered by 'faith'. The ability to drown those involved in blasphemous faith"

"I mean, you brainwash..."

I get an uncomfortable look at Rico whining at the same time.

Did you even think of anything?

"No, nothing. Never mind. So, what do we do when we find out who the enemy is?

"Right... Hazel, do you know where it is?

Hazel, Rico stares strongly at me the moment I call you. I don't know why, but I'm afraid of that gaze.

"Yes, because he told me about the church he used to work for when that guy came"

"I'm so grateful to be a Mocha guy who went out of his way to give me his address."

Hazel asks me to write down the address and match it with the map.

The place that emerged from it......

"- Ha!?

"- Khu-ha."

The laughter of the strange girl echoes.

A black monastic dress with a silver cross on the chest. The figure, wimped with long green hair, is the faithful Sister herself, but her colored eyes were unusually tight.

She glimpses a photograph of one girl. Light your cheeks and narrow your eyes. It's like a maiden in love.

"Kuhihi, Kuhihihihihihihihi. Oh, Hazel Radford, the chosen Virgin in the presence of the great God!

She licked the picture around with her tongue wet in saliva.

I burned it down lightly with the flames that came out of my palms.

"You will be the 'sacrifice' of the great God with it! Oh, how wonderful, how wonderful!! The pain, the pain, the misfortune, the sadness, the difficulty, the distress, the carelessness, the shame, the trial, the fear, the despair, the madness! It burns, saves, becomes our food, and God is pleased with you!! Ku-ha, ku-ha, ku-ha!!!