Chapter 84: Quiet Story Daibukai Alice War End [Alice]
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The first emotion I felt for the first time in my life was anger.
I hated everything I saw, and everything seemed to be dyed red.
I have almost no memory of the time before the demon king's great labyrinth knocked me down.
However, there was one memory that came to me clearly.
''You're the strongest. That's why ......''
It wasn't the language of a human or demon race.
It was not the language of humans or demons, and I have understood those words since I was born.
So I'm willing to destroy it all.
I can't remember the face of the one who said those words.
Was it my father, my mother, or a stranger?
The words were all that remained of me.
I was sent to the Demon King, probably to destroy him in the first place.
After two years had passed, his power began to spiral out of control and an uncontrollable urge to destroy began to strike.
However, I didn't destroy the Demon King right away.
I can't remember if I felt for the Demon King or if I wanted to disobey his words, but I can't remember what I felt at the time.
But I do remember the feelings I had when I saw the blue roses blooming all over the Demon King's room.
That flower was beautiful. The blue roses were beautiful, but there was something more than just beauty.
I didn't want to destroy it, and I knew that I shouldn't.
Three years later.
The urge to destroy it has increased day by day.
I managed to calm myself down by looking at the Blue Rose, but I could sense that I was nearing my limit.
Those words are driving a wedge in my heart, deep and profound.
I was stronger than anyone else in the world, and so I was willing to destroy everything. I was under the mistaken impression that it was okay to destroy everything.
It was that time.
Everything in my world was turned upside down.
A poor man who doesn't feel as if he has no power, a poor man who can fly away, easily opened the door to the Demon King.
'What, this guy? Are you sure you want to break it?
'No, wait a minute, this guy is ......'
That's when I asked the demon king in demon language.
The man reached out his hand towards Watashi's head.
Was it an attack?
It was something that was too slow and not worth avoiding.
At the very least, let's take it and then break it.
''Bah, idiot! Stop!
I didn't know if the Demon King's restraint was told to Watashi or to the man.
Either way, there was no stopping it now.
It was already decided that the moment the man's hand reached Watashi, it was going to be destroyed to pieces.
Yes, it should have been obvious.
''Hmph.''
But it wasn't to be.
The moment the man's hand touched Watashi's head, all strength was gone.
At the same time, my fist let go of the man's head and hit him on the shoulder with a pitiful sound.
From that day on, as if it were a lie, my destructive impulses came to a halt.
What would have happened to me if I hadn't met Takumi that day?
I am now ashamed to admit why I thought I was the strongest person in the world.
I'm still unable to get even a glimpse of Takumi's power.
It's been that way for ten years.
Although she has the power to open the door to the Demon King, she never reveals her power.
It seals and reduces its power to zero, to the extreme.
By doing so, Takumi is constantly imposing harsh training on himself.
The Daibukai's battle has reached its final phase.
All of them are gathering their strength to deliver the final blow.
In the heavy air of the moment, none of them could move, and none of them remained in a posture, not moving slightly.
In such a situation, there is only one person who moves freely in this place.
It's Takumi.
She approaches us with the same unconcerned expression as usual.
''Hmph.''
I can't help but smile.
I can't help it. I don't think I'll ever be as powerful as Takumi, no matter how strong I become.
だけど、それでいいと思った。
並び立つことは叶わなくても、ただタクミという存在がいるだけで、ワタシは救われる。
「みんな」
タクミの声は、観客には聞こえないくらいの小さな呟きだった。
「怪我しないように頑張って」
あまりにも場違いな言葉に、サンドイッチの時と同様、全員がポカンとなる。
タクミにとって、ワタシたちの戦いなど子供の喧嘩のようなものだ。
タクミなら幼子(おさなご)をあやすように、全員怪我をさせずに勝つことができるだろう。
だけど、今のワタシにはこれが精一杯だ。
目を閉じて、すべての感覚を研ぎ澄ます。
舞台の上にいる三人、いや姿が見えない一人もくわえた四人の力が見えてくる。
どれだけの力で殴れば破壊されるのか。
その一歩手前、ギリギリの力を四人分、作り出す。
十年間、少しでもタクミに近づく為に死にものぐるいで鍛えてきた。
ワタシの力はすべてを破壊(こわ)す為にあったのかもしれない。
それでもタクミと出会い、手加減を覚え、力のコントロールを身につけた。
少しは強くなったとタクミは褒めてくれるだろうか。
「参る」
四面一殺。
ワタシは四人同時にそれぞれ違う力で、殴りかかった。
踏み込んだ足の力に舞台が耐えきれず、クレーターのような穴が四つ出来上がる。
穴から亀裂が走り、舞台が割れるように崩壊していく。
四人は回転しながら、東西南北に吹っ飛んでいった。
しばらくは動けないが命に別状はないだろう。
瓦礫と化した舞台の上にワタシとタクミだけが残った。
二人、見つめ合うように対峙する。
タクミの顔を十年ぶりにじっくりと眺めた。
今更、優勝者を決めなければいけないのか。
すでに目を閉じた時、タクミに勝てないことはわかっている。
姿を消した者でも感じ取れた力の流れを、タクミからは一ミリも感じなかった。
一体どれほど強くなれば、タクミの力を知ることができるのだろう。
「タクミ、ワタシはっ……」
ワタシは強くなっただろうか。
並び立つことは出来なくても、少しは近づけただろうか。
言葉にしたい想いは口から出てこない。
それでもタクミはすべてをわかったように頷いてくれた。
そして、出会った時と同じようにタクミがワタシの頭に手を伸ばしてくる。
幼かったワタシは、タクミに触れられ、力が全て抜け落ちた。
だが、今度は触れられる前から、身体の自由がきかなくなっていた。
すでにワタシの鼓動は尋常でなく早くなり、心臓が口からはみ出そうな勢いで、飛び跳ねている。
ぽん、と頭に手を置かれた瞬間に、身体中が爆発したように熱くなった。
これまで受けたどんな攻撃よりも強い攻撃に、もはや立っていることもできずに跪(ひざまづ)く。
「大丈夫か、アリスっ」
地面に手をついたワタシをタクミが支えようとしてくれる。
さらに、身体から力が抜けていき、鼓動は爆音のように鳴り響く。
これ以上タクミに触れていたら死んでしまう。
なのに、このまま死んでもいいとさえ、思ってしまう。
凄まじい攻撃に、完全に打ちのめされた。
だが、それでも絶望感はない。
タクミがいてよかった。
壊せないものがあってよかった。
心からそう思う。
ワタシの敗北により大武会の優勝が決まったタクミが困った顔であたふたしていた。
宇宙最強の力を持ちながら、その力を誇示することなく、ただ平和に暮らす。
ワタシは、そんなタクミをずっと見ているだけで幸せだった。
タクミに触れられた頭を自分で触る。
暖かいものが、身体中に広がり、ずっと楔(くさび)のように心に残っていたあの言葉が消えていく。
ありがとう、タクミ。
そう言ったはずだったのに、口からは違う言葉があふれ出る。
「愛している、タクミ」
大歓声にかき消され、その言葉はタクミには届かない。
But that's okay. I thought so.
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The first emotion I felt for the first time in my life was anger.
I hated everything I saw, and everything seemed to be dyed red.
I have almost no memory of the time before the demon king's great labyrinth knocked me down.
However, there was one memory that came to me clearly.
''You're the strongest. That's why ......''
It wasn't the language of a human or demon race.
It was not the language of humans or demons, and I have understood those words since I was born.
So I'm willing to destroy it all.
I can't remember the face of the one who said those words.
Was it my father, my mother, or a stranger?
The words were all that remained of me.
I was sent to the Demon King, probably to destroy him in the first place.
After two years had passed, his power began to spiral out of control and an uncontrollable urge to destroy began to strike.
However, I didn't destroy the Demon King right away.
I can't remember if I felt for the Demon King or if I wanted to disobey his words, but I can't remember what I felt at the time.
But I do remember the feelings I had when I saw the blue roses blooming all over the Demon King's room.
That flower was beautiful. The blue roses were beautiful, but there was something more than just beauty.
I didn't want to destroy it, and I knew that I shouldn't.
Three years later.
The urge to destroy it has increased day by day.
I managed to calm myself down by looking at the Blue Rose, but I could sense that I was nearing my limit.
Those words are driving a wedge in my heart, deep and profound.
I was stronger than anyone else in the world, and so I was willing to destroy everything. I was under the mistaken impression that it was okay to destroy everything.
It was that time.
Everything in my world was turned upside down.
A poor man who doesn't feel as if he has no power, a poor man who can fly away, easily opened the door to the Demon King.
'What, this guy? Are you sure you want to break it?
'No, wait a minute, this guy is ......'
That's when I asked the demon king in demon language.
The man reached out his hand towards Watashi's head.
Was it an attack?
It was something that was too slow and not worth avoiding.
At the very least, let's take it and then break it.
''Bah, idiot! Stop!
I didn't know if the Demon King's restraint was told to Watashi or to the man.
Either way, there was no stopping it now.
It was already decided that the moment the man's hand reached Watashi, it was going to be destroyed to pieces.
Yes, it should have been obvious.
''Hmph.''
But it wasn't to be.
The moment the man's hand touched Watashi's head, all strength was gone.
At the same time, my fist let go of the man's head and hit him on the shoulder with a pitiful sound.
From that day on, as if it were a lie, my destructive impulses came to a halt.
What would have happened to me if I hadn't met Takumi that day?
I am now ashamed to admit why I thought I was the strongest person in the world.
I'm still unable to get even a glimpse of Takumi's power.
It's been that way for ten years.
Although she has the power to open the door to the Demon King, she never reveals her power.
It seals and reduces its power to zero, to the extreme.
By doing so, Takumi is constantly imposing harsh training on himself.
The Daibukai's battle has reached its final phase.
All of them are gathering their strength to deliver the final blow.
In the heavy air of the moment, none of them could move, and none of them remained in a posture, not moving slightly.
In such a situation, there is only one person who moves freely in this place.
It's Takumi.
She approaches us with the same unconcerned expression as usual.
''Hmph.''
I can't help but smile.
I can't help it. I don't think I'll ever be as powerful as Takumi, no matter how strong I become.
だけど、それでいいと思った。
並び立つことは叶わなくても、ただタクミという存在がいるだけで、ワタシは救われる。
「みんな」
タクミの声は、観客には聞こえないくらいの小さな呟きだった。
「怪我しないように頑張って」
あまりにも場違いな言葉に、サンドイッチの時と同様、全員がポカンとなる。
タクミにとって、ワタシたちの戦いなど子供の喧嘩のようなものだ。
タクミなら幼子(おさなご)をあやすように、全員怪我をさせずに勝つことができるだろう。
だけど、今のワタシにはこれが精一杯だ。
目を閉じて、すべての感覚を研ぎ澄ます。
舞台の上にいる三人、いや姿が見えない一人もくわえた四人の力が見えてくる。
どれだけの力で殴れば破壊されるのか。
その一歩手前、ギリギリの力を四人分、作り出す。
十年間、少しでもタクミに近づく為に死にものぐるいで鍛えてきた。
ワタシの力はすべてを破壊(こわ)す為にあったのかもしれない。
それでもタクミと出会い、手加減を覚え、力のコントロールを身につけた。
少しは強くなったとタクミは褒めてくれるだろうか。
「参る」
四面一殺。
ワタシは四人同時にそれぞれ違う力で、殴りかかった。
踏み込んだ足の力に舞台が耐えきれず、クレーターのような穴が四つ出来上がる。
穴から亀裂が走り、舞台が割れるように崩壊していく。
四人は回転しながら、東西南北に吹っ飛んでいった。
しばらくは動けないが命に別状はないだろう。
瓦礫と化した舞台の上にワタシとタクミだけが残った。
二人、見つめ合うように対峙する。
タクミの顔を十年ぶりにじっくりと眺めた。
今更、優勝者を決めなければいけないのか。
すでに目を閉じた時、タクミに勝てないことはわかっている。
姿を消した者でも感じ取れた力の流れを、タクミからは一ミリも感じなかった。
一体どれほど強くなれば、タクミの力を知ることができるのだろう。
「タクミ、ワタシはっ……」
ワタシは強くなっただろうか。
並び立つことは出来なくても、少しは近づけただろうか。
言葉にしたい想いは口から出てこない。
それでもタクミはすべてをわかったように頷いてくれた。
そして、出会った時と同じようにタクミがワタシの頭に手を伸ばしてくる。
幼かったワタシは、タクミに触れられ、力が全て抜け落ちた。
だが、今度は触れられる前から、身体の自由がきかなくなっていた。
すでにワタシの鼓動は尋常でなく早くなり、心臓が口からはみ出そうな勢いで、飛び跳ねている。
ぽん、と頭に手を置かれた瞬間に、身体中が爆発したように熱くなった。
これまで受けたどんな攻撃よりも強い攻撃に、もはや立っていることもできずに跪(ひざまづ)く。
「大丈夫か、アリスっ」
地面に手をついたワタシをタクミが支えようとしてくれる。
さらに、身体から力が抜けていき、鼓動は爆音のように鳴り響く。
これ以上タクミに触れていたら死んでしまう。
なのに、このまま死んでもいいとさえ、思ってしまう。
凄まじい攻撃に、完全に打ちのめされた。
だが、それでも絶望感はない。
タクミがいてよかった。
壊せないものがあってよかった。
心からそう思う。
ワタシの敗北により大武会の優勝が決まったタクミが困った顔であたふたしていた。
宇宙最強の力を持ちながら、その力を誇示することなく、ただ平和に暮らす。
ワタシは、そんなタクミをずっと見ているだけで幸せだった。
タクミに触れられた頭を自分で触る。
暖かいものが、身体中に広がり、ずっと楔(くさび)のように心に残っていたあの言葉が消えていく。
ありがとう、タクミ。
そう言ったはずだったのに、口からは違う言葉があふれ出る。
「愛している、タクミ」
大歓声にかき消され、その言葉はタクミには届かない。
But that's okay. I thought so.
The first emotion I felt for the first time in my life was anger.I hated everything I saw, and everything seemed to be dyed red.I have almost no memory of the time before the demon king's great labyrinth knocked me down.However, there was one memory that came to me clearly.''You're the strongest. That's why ......''It wasn't the language of a human or demon race.It was not the language of humans or demons, and I have understood those words since I was born.So I'm willing to destroy it all.I can't remember the face of the one who said those words.Was it my father, my mother, or a stranger?The words were all that remained of me.I was sent to the Demon King, probably to destroy him in the first place.After two years had passed, his power began to spiral out of control and an uncontrollable urge to destroy began to strike.However, I didn't destroy the Demon King right away.I can't remember if I felt for the Demon King or if I wanted to disobey his words, but I can't remember what I felt at the time.But I do remember the feelings I had when I saw the blue roses blooming all over the Demon King's room.That flower was beautiful. The blue roses were beautiful, but there was something more than just beauty.I didn't want to destroy it, and I knew that I shouldn't.Three years later.The urge to destroy it has increased day by day.I managed to calm myself down by looking at the Blue Rose, but I could sense that I was nearing my limit.Those words are driving a wedge in my heart, deep and profound.I was stronger than anyone else in the world, and so I was willing to destroy everything. I was under the mistaken impression that it was okay to destroy everything.It was that time.Everything in my world was turned upside down.A poor man who doesn't feel as if he has no power, a poor man who can fly away, easily opened the door to the Demon King.'What, this guy? Are you sure you want to break it?'No, wait a minute, this guy is ......'That's when I asked the demon king in demon language.The man reached out his hand towards Watashi's head.Was it an attack?It was something that was too slow and not worth avoiding.At the very least, let's take it and then break it.''Bah, idiot! Stop!I didn't know if the Demon King's restraint was told to Watashi or to the man.Either way, there was no stopping it now.It was already decided that the moment the man's hand reached Watashi, it was going to be destroyed to pieces.Yes, it should have been obvious.''Hmph.''But it wasn't to be.The moment the man's hand touched Watashi's head, all strength was gone.At the same time, my fist let go of the man's head and hit him on the shoulder with a pitiful sound.From that day on, as if it were a lie, my destructive impulses came to a halt.What would have happened to me if I hadn't met Takumi that day?I am now ashamed to admit why I thought I was the strongest person in the world.I'm still unable to get even a glimpse of Takumi's power.It's been that way for ten years.Although she has the power to open the door to the Demon King, she never reveals her power.It seals and reduces its power to zero, to the extreme.By doing so, Takumi is constantly imposing harsh training on himself.The Daibukai's battle has reached its final phase.All of them are gathering their strength to deliver the final blow.In the heavy air of the moment, none of them could move, and none of them remained in a posture, not moving slightly.In such a situation, there is only one person who moves freely in this place.It's Takumi.She approaches us with the same unconcerned expression as usual.''Hmph.''I can't help but smile.I can't help it. I don't think I'll ever be as powerful as Takumi, no matter how strong I become.But that's okay. I thought so.
