Part 8
Diablo laid Rem down on the ground.
「You’re alive, right!?」
「......」
Maybe because she had difficulty opening her mouth, with hollow eyes──she nodded.
Both of her legs had become a mess.
He would never forget this figure of hers.
His own naivete had nearly taken Rem’s life.
Diablo took an HP Recovery Potion from his pouch. He held Rem up and made her drink.
It was a high rarity healing item.
As if a video was being played in reverse, both of her crushed legs were returned to their original form really fast.
Before he knew it, the images in the sky had vanished.
The thing that was monitoring her probably flew away. Was it something like a drone?
A countermeasure was necessary.
*Kehoh kehoh......* Rem coughed violently.
And then, although it was weakened, he was able to hear her usual voice.
「......Thank you very much, Diablo.」
「No, I was late. Sorry.」
「......Same here, I overestimated myself earlier. I was a dummy of all dummies.」
「That’s, what I am.」
「......A dummy of all dummies?」
「U, umu.」
It wasn’t something that cute.
He felt like engraving it in his heart.
──For my own sake, I killed people.
They were enemies, but they were opponents he was able to exchange words with. She felt consideration for her companions, and was someone who fought for the sake of someone else.
His heart was grated.
A small hand was placed on top of his trembling fist that he tightly clenched.
It was Rem’s hand.
「......I’m sorry, it was my fault.」
「Don’t say something so foolish. The ones who invaded were the bunch from the Empire.」
「......Diablo, if you feel like you’ve sinned, please let me take responsibility for half of it. I mean, we are......」
「Rem......」
She closed her eyes.
Mysteriously, he didn’t get bashful or agitated.
He was able to save her──As if to ascertain that fact
By some chance, he might not be able to touch her tomorrow. As if to brush away that worry.
Diablo brought his face close to hers.
The two of them kissed.
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