NOVEL WEB chapter 9
9 – Idiot Box
profit.
When you open a big, old door.
Every time I hear that distinctive noise, like the screaming of an old hinge, it carves ominous and reluctant war clouds into my skin.
Especially if what lies beyond that door is an unusually wide and desolate white space that will lightly bleach my dull wits.
It’s not cold, it’s not soft, and it’s a vast snow field where you can’t even leave footprints.
It seemed that I would never be able to get used to this puzzling sensation, like stepping into a demonic realm, no matter how much time passed.
”Stop, saintess… I’m here…”
I made a simple loudspeaker with one hand and tried to add strength to the lack of voice.
Because the original source of the sound itself was insignificant, the echoes that were created after a long time also became corrupted.
It was nothing special.
What I have to deal with from now on is someone who has the ability to turn any human who disobeys me into a doll without a soul.
Because he was a person who was not yet ripe for even the minimum amount of humanity to be a deterrent to such an act.
What I am doing right now is crawling into the place where such a dangerous person resides.
You could say, for example, that you are like an idiot on his way to find dynamite, using a burning fuse as a milestone.
The real idiot who lit the dynamite would be sitting on the other side of the river far away from the site of the explosion, having a light breakfast.
Why did I, who is innocent of any crime, have to carry that heavy gun on my back and risk my life in an explosion dismantling show?
Although he had a very legitimate suspicion, he added heavy remorse to his already heavy steps.
Still, is it because of the momentary consolation that I was able to die by eating a piece of thick meat that I had dreamed of before I died?
The strength of both legs was not equal.
Wow!
It was the car I had been thinking about.
My body leaned against the shock that came without any pain.
”uh?”
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Just like a bolt loaded in a crossbow launches itself from the moment the trigger is pulled.
Right after I uttered my voice, the unknown projectile that jumped up like a spring and pierced my lower abdomen was too soft and fragile to be meant to harm anyone.
No, it was someone.
”Sir, saintess…!?”
Unlike me, who was rudely stamped on the buttocks by an unexpected attack, the saintess’ small hands, which carefully hugged and grabbed my waist, tightened my body like a vine.
I was used to her nonchalant appearance, staring at the broken TV screen day and night, regardless of who came in, far away from the door entrance.
paddle paddle.
It’s like meeting a family member who has been separated for the first time in years.
As if she would never let go of me again, the slender gesture soaked in sobs that burrowed into my body slowly made me realize that something was going on in an unusual way.
”Heh, heh…ぅ, ぅ, けけけ…. ”
”The saintess… sir····?”
I doubted my eyes and ears.
At first glance, the saintess is blunt enough to look like a doll without a soul.
As long as she was also afraid of people, it was rare for her to show her feelings to me from time to time.
But that’s only fragments, or things that should be classified into very small parts that can be called pieces.
The figure of the saintess, with her expression distorted like now, vivid emotions dripping from her eyes, and making a desperate appeal to someone, was the other side of the moon that I had never seen before.
”Huh, huh… Ahhh····. aaa!
”Aww! Ooh, don’t cry! saintess! Come on! Duwook!”
Even before the impact that seemed to have been pierced through the head had gone, a mournful echo full of sorrow filled the quiet white space.
bang.
The tumultuous scene stirred my thoughts so violently that I did not even realize that the large door right behind me was firmly closed.
◈◈◈
It’s been a while. It was only after a long time had passed that the saintess stopped crying.
No, it might not be appropriate to say that this has stopped.
To the extent that I think it would be more accurate to say that he cried and then cried and then collapsed from exhaustion.
Because that mournful wail, close to a scream, was full of thoughts that were unusual even at a glance.
”ha····.”
It seemed like a storm had passed.
If you’ve ever seen a group of main characters in a disaster movie, stranded on a mountain where a fire broke out, cheering as they watch the rain fall from the sky.
I think you can feel exactly how I feel right now.
Things like original purpose and determination have long since faded.
Only the faint sense of relief that I had successfully appeased the saintess who was crying to leave the world comforted my body and mind, who were startled by the unexpected situation.
softly.
Whenever I am crying and rioting, I see the saintess quietly sleeping in my arms.
It was hard to shake off the rational doubt that the upheaval that had just occurred was actually a daydream.
The red traces in the saintess’ eyes and the faint tinnitus ringing in her ears constantly reminded me that all of that was real, so it seemed virtually impossible to look away from the reality right in front of me.
”Well then, what about now…”
As the only person holding the clue to the case had fallen asleep, the navigation, which had already been in trouble, became even more opaque.
Even so, I couldn’t bear the thought of waking the saintess who had barely slept.
The saying that children are the prettiest when they are sleeping is an indirect expression of the fact that they hate them slightly when they are awake. This was a new lesson I learned from this incident.
Moreover, even if he woke the saintess, it was a bit unreasonable to find out the whole story of the series of events from the saintess, who was not so good around words.
Like that, without being able to do this or that, I hope that I will be serving as the saintess’s human bed for a while.
”If at least I could find out what happened between the two, I think what would happen…”
It was the moment when I felt that the low self-talk that I had casually spat out out of a cramped mind was disappearing into the air.
thud.
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Just like when you press the pause button and fast-forward 10 seconds of a video.
As if it had been there from the beginning, without any signs or signs.
The artificial sculpture that appeared out of nowhere in front of my eyes.
It had a presence that was more than enough to reinvigorate my self-consciousness.
”uh····?”
Small CRT TV with legs.
The saintess has been staring at me all day long with a piercing momentum, so this familiar cube that has often fluttered in my field of vision.
There was no way anyone would have brought it, but around the time I started to wonder why I was colonized right in front of my nose.
Why can there be a ‘TV’ in this world?
Like a thick fog slowly clearing, an all-too-reasonable doubt materialized in my head after a long time.
yes. For example, as if someone intentionally excluded ‘that’ from my thinking circuit.
Magic and supernatural powers form the basis of human development, and that ‘that’ is like a lump of incongruity that doesn’t fit in with the conventional wisdom of this world.
that it is very natural. It’s something that isn’t strange to have.
As if someone had imprinted it in my head.
The moment you wake up from general anesthesia, it is infinitely similar to feeling a slight discomfort in the body sensations that gradually return.
Let’s clutch our heads with a bitter headache, as if the puzzles in our brain are being reassembled into their original form.
[I’m curious?]
The bright green text that popped up on the always crackling screen seemed to be talking to me, so I rubbed my eyelids to check if there was a problem with my vision.
[Are you curious]
Fortunately, there seemed to be no problem with the vision.
However, since I had to worry about whether there was a problem with my mind this time, the heavy anxiety on my chest did not ease.
”…Who are you?”
It was the birth of a fool who was talking to the fool box.
However, it was thought that this was the only way to solve the question that welled up like fire and water at once.
It was an impulsive question that I threw out once with the thought that no one would see it anyway, and that it would be worth the money to lose.
[me?]
and the answer returned.
The accident that passed through my mind right after that was not a sense of relief that I hadn’t gone mad, but a dim fear that communication with an unknown being had been established.
[god]
Oh, no.
i’m just crazy phew, good luck