Proposed by the most beautiful you in the world [Comprehensive]

First of all, please don't get me wrong.

From a small Cu Chulainn to a normal-sized Cu Chulainn—in short, it is Berserker who has restored the prototype, and the name of the Noble Phantasm has also changed accordingly.

But no matter how you change it, it is impossible to simply replace the cub in "Sweet Tooth Cub's Devouring" with "Crazy Beast", which is too inconsistent with the image!

The correct answer is: Bite of the Deathfang Beast.

Whether it is the intimidating nature of the name or the astonishing power that overflows instantly when the treasure is used, it is not comparable to the bite of the previous cub.

Naturally, the task of picking flowers that was taken over by little Cu Chulainn in the past cannot be continued by him when he grows up. This treasure, not to mention the flowers, all the flower fields in front of him will be turned into a ball of black ash.

Besides—he himself was not necessarily happy to continue the work.

"Tsk, do you like to make fun of yourself so much?"

Cu Chulainn doesn't like sweets, and it's hard to imagine how the shrunken version of himself changed from a beast to a domestic dog—a pet domesticated by a mere sweet, and it also brings with him an incomprehensible attachment to certain things. Heart.It's not wrong to describe it that way.

To be more precise, he has nothing to like at all, because it has no value.

"Even if you spend so much time trying to please me, it's meaningless. It's just a waste of time."

He is just a weapon, and he only needs to kill the enemies he faces. This is the only thing he can do, which is the only "meaning" he has.

The Cu Chulainn who appeared as the Berserker class was actually not the real Cu Chulainn.

He is the "Cú Chulainn" distorted and transformed by the Holy Grail because of a woman's wish. From posture to temperament, he is not half consistent with the bold "Child of Light" in Celtic mythology.

Although he has the same memory, there are too many impure things mixed in him, and he cannot understand the original Cu Chulainn's thoughts and principles of behavior. It is not so much the deity after the madness, but the degraded one. "Fake".

He is a fighter, so as long as he fights, he doesn't need to think about anything else.Stop arguing with him, isn't this the greatest use of a guy like him?

"--no."

Suddenly someone said so unwittingly, and the tone was still the surprised tone that annoyed him the most.

"There are no enemies now, so there is no need to fight. Well, if you insist on looking..."

The idiot pondered for a while, then reluctantly—probably thinking that he was unhappy because he couldn't find the enemy—as if to comfort him, he said: "Then Berserker, you should treat these flowers as enemies. How can you quickly, Pluck them all quickly and without causing noticeable damage."

"..."

Hearing these words coming from a very close place, Cu Chulainn's expressionless face had another shadow added, which was the line squeezed out by the brow.

He didn't have to turn his head, because the speaker was sitting next to him, out of the corner of his eye, and he could just see a touch of blue that he was most familiar with.

From the moment Cu Chulainn stopped here and looked ahead with a gloomy expression, this person followed.

——Not “following” here either.

This guy was pushing the wheelchair and was going to walk along the path towards Huahai's arms, but he caught a glimpse of him sitting on the platform in front of the door and stopped for a while.

Then, he babbled on and on about the above meaningless nonsense.

Cu Chulainn was already annoying enough.

Just because of what this guy said, there is no "enemy" in this place. He sat motionless in front of the door, and all he could see at a glance were flowers of various colors swaying in the wind——

At least, the surface is "peaceful", and there is so-called "tranquility".

Because of the unstoppable roar that rang in his ears at that moment, he was not used to this kind of "tranquility", and even to the person sitting next to him as the master——

It was unbearable for a while.

"Ah."

He suddenly sneered.

Suddenly there was a swift gust of wind, blowing the purple irises that were still coquettishly dawdling in front of their feet, and collided with each other in panic, and then lost their support all of a sudden, and the flowers separated from the roots suddenly became a mess , fell into the messy ground.

It turned out that this was not a sudden gust of wind, but Cu Chulainn's long tail swayed violently, and the sharp thorns roughly cut the flower stems, without any delicacy or tenderness at all.

What is left in the end is the delicate and beautiful flowers before, but now only the broken flowers and leaves are left.

"See, this is the result of asking me to do it." He deliberately said so fiercely.

In fact, it was superfluous for him to say such a thing. He always thought that there was no need to even explain.

There is no need to doubt, let the beast that can only kill the enemy do such boring and meticulous things, of course this is the end.

This is probably the purpose of the man who still didn't turn his head. It would be even better if he could catch a glimpse of the guy's disappointed and angry expression from the corner of his eye.

but--

The one who is disappointed is destined to be Cu Chulainn.

Because, the blue-haired heroic spirit who appeared in the corner of his eye looked down at the mess at his feet, paused for a second, and clapped his hands as if he was very moved:

"That's great, Berserker!"

That's right, it's still the same - the encouraging tone that made him angry.

Then came the euphemistic suggestion.

"The speed is really fast, but if you can control your strength a little bit, it will be even better. Well, if you keep working hard, you can definitely do it."

Cu Chulainn: "..."

It has to be said that the line between the man's eyebrows, which represents patience and irritability, has inevitably added another line.

Airlie, the titular Master, this useless Heroic Spirit, Cu Chulainn completely lost interest in saying a word with him.Facts have proved that talking to him is also pointless, a waste of time and a frivolous act.

Therefore, the man with an indifferent expression suddenly stood up, bringing up the thick shadows all over his body, like a cold and dangerous mountain.

He really completely ignored Ellie, and even more ignored Ellie's gaze, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction of Airlie's direction—that is, he took steps inside the house.

But in the process of ignoring Ellie and returning to the house, the man failed to notice an important detail.

His stature is simply too large.

It was already tall, plus the strong body covered with spikes and bones, and the even more frightening long black tail, it took up quite a large area.

As he walked forward, the tail that was dragged behind also moved, and it dragged on the floor that was under tremendous pressure, making a rather shocking creaking sound.

However, it has not come to the door.

"Bah-"

There was a sharp sound that was harsher than the creaking of wooden boards.

Then there was a series of bang bangs.

Bang-boom-clang!

As Cu Chulainn walked by, the sharp spines on his tail just scratched Airlie's wheelchair.

Before Ellie could react, the wheelchair he was sitting on collapsed first, and then the whole frame collapsed.When Cu Chulainn turned his head suddenly, what he saw was the wreckage of the wheelchair, which was smashed into the pile of flowers together with the deformed wheelchair——

...the Master who fell into a coma.

"..."

"...Ah, it hurts so much."

Even the man and the wheelchair fell to the ground. Although there were flower branches cut off by Cu Chulainn as a bedding underneath, he fell face-down anyway. His body landed first, and then the broken wheelchair hit his back heavily. .

Airlie, who was equivalent to suffering two serious injuries and was just sitting upright but suddenly suffered a disaster, could only snort dryly like this.

The pain is only secondary, the key is that he can't get up on his own words.

Hmm...he wanted to struggle a bit more.

After all, separated by a layer of armor, the place where it was hit was not injured, but the chest after two concussions was slightly stuffy.

"Well--"

struggling.

Because of the sudden fall from the platform, the scene behind him was immediately invisible.When Airlie heard no more footsteps, he assumed Berserker had entered the house.

Under normal circumstances, he would not bother others with the things he could accomplish, and he would not take the matter that he plopped and fell because of Berserker's tail even more.

Seeing Ruler cleaning up during the day made my heart move, and the levitation magic learned from him can finally come in handy!

Airlie intends to apply what he has learned, let himself float first and then...

explain……?

"Uh?"

The slightly surprised ending sound "floated" with him.

First, there was a rattling sound from the broken wheelchair frame that was on the back, as if it was roughly swept away by someone, and fell to the sides again.

Then, the "thing" that swept away the wheelchair - a long black tail that was extremely intimidating just by looking at it wrapped around Ellie's waist, like a huge carnivorous beast catching its prey, easily taking him Roll it up, lift it up.

Airlie: "..."

Cu Chulainn: "..."

Suddenly looking into the man's gloomy eyes, Ellie froze for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand——

Cu Chulainn didn't move, he just stared at the paw that was approaching him with unchanging cold eyes.

The "claw" finally fell on him.

To be precise, shoulders.

"Thank you, Berserker, it was a great help."

This stupid, ignorant Master put the most meaningless trust in front of him, and naturally ignored his terrifying expression.

"It's just right, can I trouble you to take me to Ruler's side?" Ellie put his hand on the man's shoulders to stabilize his figure, and Ellie still had some small worries: "For wheelchairs, I guess I have to continue to ask Ruler... ...Well, it seems that this magic also has to be learned in order to be on guard.”

"Hey."

The man who looked like a symbol of disaster closed his eyes slightly, and the sharp tips of his teeth were rubbing against each other.

"Put such a reasonable attitude...I reminded you, although I will obey the orders of the 'master', but I can't guarantee what the consequences will be if I don't use the 'weapon' in the right place. .”

He is warning again, because this Master is really annoying.

But—this is not the "Master", but the "Nemesis".

After hearing this, "Nemesis" turned to him and asked him suspiciously: "What are you talking about, Berserker, and it seems that you have emphasized it several times... Sorry, I didn't understand what you wanted to express."

"Weapons—this is what you emphasized? Actually, I still don't quite understand, but..."

"The meaning of any person's existence cannot be summed up simply by a word or a so-called setting. This is the truth that I have only vaguely understood recently..."

Cu Chulainn noticed that there seemed to be slight ripples in the calm eyes of the heroic spirit who suddenly said such strange words.Although, he was back to normal after that, and he patted himself on the shoulder in an urging way.

"People like me can find a little something they want to do, Berserker must have no problem. After all, you are so strong, you can do anything with ease, who asked you to only fight—then, let's go now? "

"........."

"Hey."

"what happened?"

"You talk so much nonsense, but you just want me to promise to do odd jobs for you, right?"

"Ha - no, how come, I have no such idea at all, not at all. If you feel it, please treat it as if you didn't find it, thank you."

cut.

The expressionless man let out a rather disdainful sound, obviously he has already noticed the real intention of the idiot master.

but.

Under the premise of no change in expression.

With his huge stature, he curled up the annoying Master with his tail, and his steps finally fell into the range of the sea of ​​flowers supported by the soft soil.

*****

The name "Elysee" has the meaning of "blessed land, paradise".

The people who first chose this name for the flower shop should have such a hope in their hearts, so that the sea of ​​flowers they planted by themselves will become a real "paradise" in the true sense.

He did succeed.

In a beautiful paradise independent of the world, there will be no bad factors that break the tranquility, and every moment is warm and peaceful—at least, in his eyes, this is the case everywhere he can see.

The meaning of this sentence is that where his eyes cannot see...

In the very opposite of the promised land, the truth is veiled.

——Ruler and Berserker went to the edge of the sea of ​​flowers every day to clean up the weeds.The time to come back can be early or late, and sometimes it will be delayed until late at night.

——When the two of them came back, Ruler was okay, and Berserker was always splashed with a lot of flower juice, and it really couldn't be washed off without washing it hard.

"It's so hard, do you have to remove the grass every day now? If so, then I'll go with you in the future."

If he said this to the two heroic spirits returning home, Berserker would give him a nonchalant glance and stop talking to him, while Ruler's attitude would be much better, but the meaning expressed by the words is the same.

"It's just some tedious little things that make the master worry about it. However, Berserker and I can handle it completely, please leave it to us. Yes, for the sake of the master, we will try our best to do our best."

When he said that, what caught his eyes was the still smiling face of the white-haired boy.

The atmosphere of "reliability" surrounding Ruler has not faded from the beginning to the end, and his words are even more convincing.

But—maybe it's an illusion, maybe it's not.

For some reason, Airlie couldn't ignore the strange feeling that flashed in his heart the moment he met the soft eyes of the white-haired boy.

It feels... a little strange.

It was as if, smiling or indifferent as always, they were hiding something important from him.

Since the day when this extremely shallow confusion appeared, it has been inseparably covered in his heart, as if there was an additional layer of darkness, so that every night before falling asleep, he would involuntarily think about this question.

The broken floor and ceiling had been repaired long ago, but Airlie didn't choose to go back to the room.

It was Little Cu Chulainn who used to sleep with him (to be precise, Little Cu Chulainn slept on him, and he lay on the bed), and Berserker, who had recovered his original appearance, obviously would not squeeze him again.

He just thought about it, he couldn't leave Ruler and Berserker on the first floor, and went to sleep on the second floor by himself, so he simply continued the experience of the three of them sleeping together, and they could all sleep on the floor in the future.

Therefore, every night, when Ellie, who was sleeping between the two Heroic Spirits, closed his eyes but did not fall asleep for a long time, he was thinking.

By the way, because it is so quiet, it is easy to be mistaken for him to be asleep.

——Although I really want to ask directly, neither Berserker nor Ruler seem to want to tell him...

Usually, just when he was thinking so distressed, there would be some movements around him that were difficult to ignore.

The tail of the one who was still sitting against the wall and refused to fall asleep soundlessly poked out his tail, and rolled him up with the most appropriate strength that was probably found out after many attempts, and pushed him towards the side that was close to him. side dragged.

Although it was not swept away directly, it was placed between the legs and on the chest, but at least it could be touched by raising the arm casually.

At this time, Ellie could only pretend that he was really sleeping.

Now he can roughly figure out Berserker's temper with his intuition, but he can't tell the exact reason. Anyway, he must not open his eyes at this juncture.

Thinking is not over yet, it is still going on.

Then, there was no movement on the right side, and there was another movement on the left side.

It seems that Ruler got up halfway, and re-covered the quilt that was about to slip off his body for him.

If he opened his closed eyes a little at this moment, the first thing he would see would be the pair of silver earrings hanging from the white-haired boy's earlobe.

Ruler replaced his original earrings with a cross made by Airlie himself. To be honest, the workmanship is not very good, and it can even be said to be rough, but he doesn't seem to dislike it at all.

Covering the "sleeping" Master with a quilt, Ruler also lay back, and hardly made any sound during the whole process.

——So, the fact that Ruler, who is so gentle and reliable, chooses to hide his matter should not directly concern them, but it must be quite serious...

Thinking of this, Ellie became more entangled and couldn't fall asleep even more.

Then ask clearly, tomorrow.

He said so to himself.

However, it wasn't until the next morning that Airlie put the issue on hold for the time being because he had to process the order.

Anyway, I can always find a chance to ask, don't worry - he thought so, and opened the website of the flower shop at the same time.

There are still so many orders, and the [-] shares every day are fully occupied, and there will be no vacancies.But recently, some strange phenomena have appeared, which had to attract Airlie's attention.

Everything in the comment area is still normal, but only the shopkeeper can see the order information page, and there are more targeted "abuses" for no reason.

I used the method of the customer who did not leave his name and address, and wrote what he wanted to say in the writing box with a character limit.

— Meteor Street will be destroyed by you, bastards!

--go to hell!

There are also many insulting words that are too serious, so I won’t repeat them. After seeing it, Ellie didn’t get emotional because of it, he was just puzzled.

Seeing these words again today, especially when seeing the three words "Meteor Street" that had never appeared before, Airlie's expression finally showed a slight change.

A bad premonition came.

It was as if he had been waiting for a long time in advance—just waiting for him to pass through the foreshadowing and finally see this moment of this keyword.

Meteor Street.

Meteor Street... Destroyed... Why do you say that?

Ellie suddenly felt restless.

……

Decided.

"I'm going to the edge of the sea of ​​flowers to take a look."

Amakusa couldn't help showing surprise when he heard this flat voice mixed with a firm voice that was difficult to ignore.

At the same time, Cu Chulainn's gaze shifted.

"...master."

"Is that so, you've noticed it. Since that's the case, I have no face to justify anymore, our concealment from you..."

Before the boy finished speaking, Ellie couldn't help interrupting him.

"No, I didn't mean to blame you. I believe in you, so I should be the one who should apologize for making you worry so much and face the troubles or mistakes that may be caused by me alone."

He really believed in them, this trust was not mixed with any impure impurities, it was as clear as his own eyes.

He also really felt guilty, because his irresponsible master failed to play his due role, and instead made the followers worry.

"Although I'm really useless and can't be of much help to you. But... there should be things I can do, such as apologizing, making up for mistakes... and so on."

Airlie was mentally prepared.

For this reason, his eyes, which had previously dimmed with the words, brightened up again, and he even hurried forward in a hurry.

At this moment, Cu Chulainn had withdrawn his gaze indifferently, and just said something stupid without any emotion.

The surprise on Amakusa's face also disappeared.

Satisfied—very vague, but it really existed, as if the hidden expectations in his heart had been rewarded, even more perfect than expected—he gently held the Master's hand.

"Okay, master, let's go together today."

"The journey is too long, you need to wait patiently. And..."

There was a hint of sadness and pity in the boy's eyes, although his voice was still soft.

"When you get there, I would like to ask you to stay in the distance for a while."

"When your eyes pass through the nearest beautiful and peaceful flower field and come to where we are - at that time, what you see is the 'truth' you want."