Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

Existential evolution?

What the hell is that...

I don't mean to be so frightened, but I can't argue with you a little bit when you say that you would have been the undead and rotten to the brain around not being conscious until you say it.

Well, if you did say so, your body's senses had changed dramatically.

I woke up so I couldn't grab the whole thing as a blur right now...

But I don't even feel that way, it's been quite a while.

Because until this morning, in the end, that feeling was far away.

Somehow the tension was always constant, or when it evolved in existence, the unexpected could only be in a very calm mood?

Are you saying that it feels like we were forced to laugh and do something about it because we're all having a big laugh but we just don't know how funny it is, but we don't want to be alienated?

That is vain......

No, that's okay.

Anyway, I feel fine now, my mind is moving more energetically.

Perhaps that calm was more like an empty body than an undead person, so the mind was also empty at last.

Right now, it's stuck in your body.

Even if I scratch my stomach and show it to you... isn't that good?

In the first place, I haven't made much sure of what's happening to me yet.

Mirrors, mirrors...

That's what I think, he brings me the look Lorraine used to have on the wall of the room ready to show me.

Until this time, there shouldn't have been that many big mirrors, but apparently they bought them.

Well, it would be expensive, but I also feel kind of sorry for...

"... well, I don't know"

When I said that looking in the mirror, Lorraine had a frightened face.

"Take a robe and a mask, silly. Isn't it natural that the outfit should be the same as usual..."

And penetrate.

Sure, you're absolutely right, but then how did Lorraine think I evolved to exist...

If you think so and tilt your neck, Lorraine will guess and explain.

"I just took my gloves. That's all it's gonna be, isn't it?

I was told, I see, that the gloves that I was supposed to have been wearing were removed and placed on a small table by the bed.

If you look at your own hand, it feels like you were worried that it was pretty gross until this morning, whether this was a human hand, or whether you put rotten meat on it after imitating a human hand with dead wood in the ingredients, my hand is now a moist and beautiful one.

Slightly blue-white, I'm sure it doesn't feel like blood... but when I saw this, I immediately said, "You're the Immortal (undead), right? This is my first time seeing you, may I have your autograph?!?" I was human to the extent that it seemed that there was probably nothing to say.

... Well, I've never been asked to sign a boner when he was Skeleton, a corpse eater, Ghoul, or a corpse ghost, Shiki.

Because it's not broken.

And even if they were scattered all over the city, they'd say, "The Undead," right? The crusade reward is fascinating, may I have your order?!? "and only the musculoskeletal old men waving up the sword would have stopped by me......

I don't want to think about it.

... nevertheless.

"... it's pretty close to humans, is it?

When I whine like that, Lorraine worries a little.

"It's a dream story, because it's even a mystery whether you can be human someday in the first place. I can't tell you... if you're just saying it by its appearance, you might be bringing it closer to a human being... just take a mask and a robe to judge it"

As always, it's clear and easy to understand where you don't treat just hope as a fact at a time like this.

You're absolutely right.

No one knows if I can be human one day.

Still not so strongly shocked, is it because Lorraine just told me that it doesn't matter if it is?

At least, I might have to live alone as a demon, you don't feel as miserable as that.

"Okay..."

I nod and take off my robe.

Under the robe, for once, I'm wearing clothes, but they're pretty crude, or almost just underwear.

Why, because there were holes and chips all over my body, I felt like I was going to rot out of it when I was dressed to steam too much.

In fact, even if it did, it would not have been as problematic as it would have been if it had been, as it could have been repaired by healing magic and holy chi even if it had been injured, but this is a matter of mood.

Even though it doesn't seem to make a lot of sense from the outside, it is still like a young daughter with a biased passion for moisturizing.

Slime fluid was very expensive because of it, so it doesn't make sense to do it, so don't do it, etc.

I don't know where I'd get slapped if I actually said that in the first place.

There are many things in the world that you should keep quiet about.

"... Hmm"

I took my robe off. Look at my body, Lorraine nods.

To that reaction, I...

"Is there anything weird about that?

That's what I asked.

Lorraine then said,

"... no? Nothing in particular from the front... And I haven't seen it in a long time, but you still have a tight body... well, I went without lacking training, so naturally... from me, I don't think the shape itself changes that much, but what do you say, from you, does it feel the same before and the body?

That's what I've heard, showing my appearance.

What do you say?

Seeing myself closely in appearance, I thought it had probably not changed.

Since I've seen all the empty body slaps in the dead body slap hole so far, I have a far distant memory of what I used to be called my shape, but, well, this is generally what it would have been like, I think.

If I were to raise the difference, it would still be the overall drifting blue and white, the thinness of the blood.

Even if it looks like a person all the time, I guess it's still just the immortal (undead), which makes me firmly understand.

That said, that's still enough for now.

Because that's the only great way to say you have skin and no holes in your body......

When I woke up, I guess it felt like something was sticking up my body because of the smooth skin forming.

Almost wrinkle-free skin is much smoother than my previous self and feels as if I was just born.

"... cold"

I felt cold on my skin all the time, and when I thought of something, I was touching my back like Lorraine stroked me with tender hands.

She nodded,

"... my young daughter seems to envy my skin. This is more smooth than saying it's regenerated, isn't it? You were a man, too, and in addition to that, you were an adventurer who repeatedly lived a harsh life. My skin used to be quite rough. But now..."

Lorraine occasionally gave me allowances when I got hurt or something, and I usually watched and touched her naked upper body.

From the feeling at that time, my skin seemed too smooth.

Lorraine continues.

"There doesn't seem to be any scratches... there would have been some ancient scratches before, would there? There must have been some big cuts on his back... but it's all gone"

Sure, there were several equally small old wounds on the front of the body, but now there's nothing.

Does it mean that it became the body of the undead, and it was all rebuilt, but thus vanished?

I don't know, but I wasn't deeply thoughtful about every single old wound.

I don't mind...... but Lorraine,

"Regardless of the other wounds, I liked the ones that were here because they were adventurous. Well, can't you help what's gone..."

He said unfortunately.

He was more considerate of the wound than I was.

Maybe it's like feeling attached to a stain engraved on a stuffed animal.

Then, Lorraine, in a tone like nothing,

"... not much change overall. At best, about as small a feather on your back? That's not a big change."

And I said something amazing.