Chapter 484: Use Me!
Chapter 484: Use Me!
In an instant, he flashed before Himekoji. A magnificent magic circle appeared out of thin air.
Rikka— no, perhaps she should be called Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye again now— the girl saved him right before the sword gleam could kill him.
“You alright… Ugh—”
She turned back to him, her face full of worry. But before she could finish asking, Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye unexpectedly met the same fate as the Brave and Yukinoshita.
In this short time, the third one experiencing morning sickness appeared!
Himekoji was so startled he quickly canceled his problematic skill— no, canceled his ‘Fatherhood Divine Skill’.
Originally meant for the Brave, it accidentally hit his allies instead…
What a sin.
“Are you alright?”
So now, it was Himekoji who was concerned about Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye.
He patted her back awkwardly, hoping it might ease the unreasonable wave of nausea.
“I… I’m fi, fine.”
Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye covered her mouth, her face full of embarrassment and confusion.
So, she was just fine moments ago. Why did she suddenly feel like throwing up?
And right in front of Mr. Himekoji… so shameful.
…
The Brave stood suspended far away in mid-air. Unleashing that sword strike hadn’t been easy for him. Now, it was like his skill was on cooldown. Breathing heavily, he wasn’t ready for another attack yet.
This gave Himekoji and Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye time to greet each other—
“You came.”
“I came.”
In such a serious, intense moment, they exchanged such simple words.
“You should have come earlier!”
Himekoji, upset, tried to smack her forehead. But his arms were weak from blood loss. What landed on Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye’s smooth forehead was just a soft, feeble touch.
Himekoji looked at Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye. He looked at this Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye who had left without a word, yet reappeared the next day.
Just one day. Why did it feel so painful, so excruciating, so endless?
Because he feared this next day might never come.
He feared she would be like before meeting him, living only the first day over and over.
Tears fell according to his body’s instinct.
Before, no matter how painful, how excruciating, how endless it felt, Himekoji held them back. He saved them for this very moment. For the joy of reunion.
Smile when sad and hurt. Only cry when happy.
Then, tears are a beautiful thing.
“Mr. Himekoji… why are you crying?”
“It’s… because I’m happy I’m crying!”
That lie he told to put on a brave face before… he could finally say it now with complete honesty.
Hearing his answer, Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye remembered. This very place, exactly like now. The two of them stood on the Ceremonial Stage, wearing a wedding gown and a suit. Mr. Himekoji told her to live with regrets… said they’d only watched one movie together… only tried one flavor of instant noodles…
“Mr. Himekoji.”
“Hmm?”
“Once is enough for a movie. Once is enough for instant noodles too. Because for me… Mr. Himekoji giving me just once… is forever.”
Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Light gently rose on her tip-toes. She softly wiped away Himekoji’s tears.
Tears and blood mixed together. Like blended paint, they blotched his entire face.
But her heart still saw this face, scarred and all, as handsome. Utterly smudged and still beloved.
Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye shyly lowered her gaze, cherry-pink spreading across her face—
“So… if Mr. Himekoji could just once say he likes me…”
“Will never say it!”
Himekoji suddenly cut in, interrupting her shy, nervous words.
“Definitely… definitely won’t say it! Won’t say it even if I die!”
“Huh?”
“Don’t believe me? Want to bet? Yeah, a bet! Bet that I won’t say it… all the way until I die!”
Himekoji, emotional, caught her small hand that was wiping his tears. He held it tightly in his palm.
Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye flustered, tried to pull her hand away. But this man—covered in wounds, pale, weak—seemed to gain new strength instantly. His grip was unyielding.
“So sly, Mr. Himekoji…”
Why?
Why does it always end up like this?
Wanting to stay together, hating to part… there was no choice but to like him.
Tears welled up in her eyes. They turned red. Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye looked at Himekoji and rushed to explain first,
“I… I’m crying because I’m happy too!”
…
“Then what about me?”
The Brave averted his gaze. He looked up. The sky was blue and clear.
“Why am I crying?”
No one gave the Brave an answer.
Too much time had passed. He had almost forgotten what it felt like to want to cry.
He wiped his tears and gripped his sword again.
The fight wasn’t over. But maybe, it was time to end it.
The tip of his sword pointed directly forward. His pressure rose. His opponent… the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye. Killed countless times by his hand before.
Now… standing protectively in front of another man.
“Careful.”
The Brave whispered a reminder.
…
“Mr. Himekoji, step back.”
Himekoji didn’t move.
“Mr. Himekoji?”
Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Lord turned back, puzzled.
Only then did she see Himekoji was staring directly at her. His golden left eye flickered.
“You have to win.”
After a moment of silence, the motionless Mr. Himekoji suddenly spoke like this.
“I’ll do my best.”
“Not ‘best’, you MUST win!”
“Huh?”
“This isn’t a request. It’s a wish! You’d better not have forgotten! You owe me a wish!”
She finished the game, then left without saying goodbye. That’s debt.
“Nuh-uh! D, don’t owe you! Besides… I already granted your wish!”
“Huh?”
Her answer caught him by surprise.
“MAX coffee! MAX coffee!”
Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye said urgently. She pulled out the coffee that had fallen earlier, retrieved, and shoved it into Himekoji’s hands.
“Huh?”
So… Rikka could buy the regional MAX coffee from Chiba… it was because of Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye…
But—
“That counts as granting a wish?!”
So meager! Pathetic, even!
“O, Obviously! And… and I can’t promise I’ll definitely win anyway…”
She’d never won before.
Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye lacked that confidence.
Seeing this, Himekoji relaxed and smiled.
“You absolutely will win!”
Suddenly, he stepped forward. His hand… went towards under her skirt!
“Huh?! Wh, what are you doing?!”
Startled her quite a bit.
But she clearly misunderstood. Himekoji wasn’t that impatient to ignore the situation. He was just reaching under her skirt to pull out her weapon.
“Use me!”
Himekoji solemnly presented the weapon.
A small, exquisite automatic folding umbrella. Black, as smooth as satin. The handle felt strangely like his own being.
It was an umbrella. It was Himekoji’s part.
It was Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye’s weapon—
Zweite Schwarzes Rex!
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