Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 27

It wasn’t hard to guess.

Even if I didn’t know the average of the other world, I knew that my actions were absolutely not typical. That’s why I expected at least that Asilie would notice if I brought up the story of Ekaf right away. Even so, it was hard to look her straight in the eyes after she shut up.

It wasn’t because I sinned, but I was afraid of the act of checking what her reaction would be after hearing my words. I didn’t want to face a situation where she didn’t regret the breakup, and I didn’t want to be sad about the breakup.

“Yeah. Even if I can’t help preventing anyone from touching me, they say I can help catch the commander of the Demon King’s army.”

So, even when Ragnis asked me to accompany him to the capital under the pretext of his teachings, I knew better than anyone else that I had made an excuse by mentioning the king’s 10 swords, which I regarded as improbable.

However, the other world that always transcends imagination has done it again this time.

He pretends to be half-joking and half-serious, and his inner anger, which he has pretended to be just a conviction, rages against him to accept Ekaf’s proposal, telling him not to cling to what is only a limited-time happiness anyway.

“I can’t even help with that.”

Of course. Because she was an elf adventurer who was only a little far from the ordinary. No matter how savior I am in my life, that fact does not change.

“That’s the same even after the remaining two years pass. To achieve your goal, you must not miss this opportunity like the first time you met me.”

Even though he explained it in a calm voice that did not reveal his emotions, it seemed that his whole body was constricted. Every time I took a step, I wanted to raise my eyes and face her, but I couldn’t.

Except when driven by the fury of absurdity, I was just a normal person. An extremely insignificant person who is afraid that his relationship with the person he likes will turn sour.

“…Even so, Eldi is thinking about that proposal.”

Asilie approached me slowly and gently hugged me. My eyes, already taller than hers, could only see her hair in full, but the trembling of Asilie as she hugged me made it possible to know how she felt without having to face her face.

“Elves have no concept of time passing quickly.”

Assilie whispered as she tightened her arms.

“It’s not just elves, but most longevity species. Because time is left over. For us, time is always leisurely. That’s why more elves return to the World Tree with no regrets in life than elves who die of old age.”

That whisper is so precarious that it is hard not to know that it is pretending to be resolute.

“But when you start intertwining with humans, you’re swept away by them, which pass by in an instant. In a short life, unlike us, the time that follows closely behind us can’t help but live a little more satisfying life before it throws the net of death and drags them along.” The image of them running without rest to live their lives is like a jewel made of fluctuating flames, so you can see them up close as if possessed.”

I had no choice but to lift my arms and hug them. The growing trembling and crying voice tells me that she, like me, does not want to be separated. Nevertheless, the silence of oneself, which is maintained without being able to just say no, represents the inner mind of not turning a blind eye and facing it properly.

“I’m drawn to it even though I know that what awaits at the end of that fleeting happiness can be hundreds of years of burning pain and sorrow… Most of them despair. That’s why elves with such experiences always give advice to young elves. Always be vigilant when dealing with them, and always prepare your mind. Even so, it is infinitely lacking.”

8 years.

For me, it was long, but for her, as an elf, it felt like an instant. The proposed period passed quickly, so it wasn’t nothing, but it was so fast that it became terribly painful.

“I, of course, didn’t know that either. It’s advice I never forgot during the 60 years I left the forest and wandered around. Every time my interest in Eldi turned into affection, I kept it in mind. Every moment of the passing year or two like that, I resolutely said goodbye. I was prepared to meet you.”

If it was simply a matter of me going away for a while and coming back stronger, she would have let me go with a smile.

They would have confirmed through their stories that they regretted breaking up, and would have come back and laughed and reunited. “So even if Eldy thought there was nothing more to learn from me and ended our contract early, I thought I could laugh

it off …”

They may have deliberately left room for a reunion through a deferred type of transaction. Even though she laughed at the unreasonableness, she would have accepted it by pretending to be deceived in moderation.

“It was like that… I’m happy to know that Eldy doesn’t want to break up with me, but I still can’t stop crying because I know I can’t hold on to you… I’m sad that this moment came two years earlier. I feel like dying.”

But she knows what I’m after.

I know better than anyone else because I have watched all the moments that Eldmia has put into practice since I was young when I thought that my relationship with her would end lightly. I can’t even say not to go because I know that the driving force that makes me maintain that life right now is the anger toward that day six years ago.

If I had an ordinary death in my previous life. Even if you didn’t even have a proper independence in a life that is getting more and more impoverished, if you didn’t die as soon as you made up your mind to live steadfastly thinking that good days would come if you lived hard and kindly with hope without giving up on your dreams.

At least, if that death hadn’t been stabbed by the knife wielded by the robber who killed her parents. At least, if it hadn’t been for the villagers and parents being slaughtered in the middle of reincarnating in a different world and living with the same resolutions. Of course, if that was the case, I wouldn’t have been able to meet Asillie, but what if. If that were the case, if I had been able to meet Asilie and continue the relationship I have now.

After concluding that assumption, Eldmia in her imagination and family stopped and stayed by Asilie’s side. Conversely, if I didn’t assume that much, the anger at the irrationality that had accumulated from my previous life stimulated my obsessive-compulsive disorder and I couldn’t stop.

It was an obvious trauma. The fact that his lifelong will to live an upright life collapsed twice without being able to resist simple, unreasonable and unjust violence.

Thanks to Asilie, no matter how diluted it was, it was an open wound that would crack in an instant and bleed again if something similar happened.

“Thank you, Ashley.”

Doesn’t apologize. Because it’s not my fault. It’s not that I got burned while running amok by myself, it’s like I was beaten while standing still, so it’s absurd to apologize to Asilie for the trauma caused by that. An apology is what the bastards who made me do.

Thank you for that. Because they watched over and supported me as I lived with only one determination to overcome such trauma.

That was all I could do now.

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Asilie’s crying continued for a long time after that.

Even though he tried to calm down, just looking at his face made the tears flow over and over again, and it was already evening.

“Are you calming down now?”

“How can that be…”

From her point of view, it is calm and nabal, and the moment it finally goes out of sight, it must be the feeling of looking at an ocean sunfish that may die at any moment. Even if I asked, it was a question without conscience, but I couldn’t help it.

In the end, she was able to stop crying when the stew she started making was completed, leaving Asilie who was exhausted from crying and starving. Assilie, who kept her head down and kept silent while the table was being set, sat her down at the table with careful attention. Only after I sat across from her did she open her mouth.

“Go.”

“huh?”

Asilie said with a haggard face that she hadn’t seen in a while.

“It’s unsettling and scary, but it’s also true that Eldi isn’t ordinary. He actually uses magic.”

“……”

“If it’s a goal you can’t give up anyway, learning from the best will increase your chances of survival in the long run. So let’s go.”

Asilie slowly raised her head and looked at me, her eyes were as red as rabbits, but her pupils were clear.

“I’ll be waiting here until you kill him and come back.”

“…huh.”

“If you come back instead, let’s go on a trip with me.”

“…huh.”

“No matter how many months or years it takes, Eldy will work hard and suffer. And if you kill a guy that big, you’ll become so strong that you won’t even be able to touch a few guys.”

As she slowly lifted her spoon and cooked the stew, Asilie smiled hard.

“You can afford the luxury of traveling with me.”

I was so grateful for those words that I ended up crying too.