A hellish choice
The next elections begin in Sengoku.
Last time it was either Mitsuhide or Nobunaga for me. I decided that it would be quite difficult to get into the Mitsu rating, so I chose Nobu. Yes, I'm really rational even in love department. Well… in games… I think only in games…. Hmmmm….
No, I don't remember...
So...
It's really difficult this time, because now I like most of them…
And I hate choosing. Well, if I have two or three options, that's totally fine, but if it more… It's literally hell! Because I feel like a kid in a candy store… I want everything!
So, I decided to make a choice after learning that I would receive a letter from him. Okay… Who do I wanna receive a letter from? Obviously from Mitsu, he writes very funny letters, and… Maybe Keiji… he loves poetry, it should be interesting. So be it!
Just don't think anymore… Otherwise you will never choose!
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URGENT
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There’s just been a day since this was announced and there’s already tons of harmed and killed citizens, OUR PEOPLE IS GETTING KILLED FOR SPEAKING UP, AND THIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THAT.
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Azel Radwan: Unless You Know Love
From A Hidden Oath: King of the BEAST (2024 Election) - Collection Event
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(Ah, as I thought... I was right to come and see.)
A crowd had gathered on the desert sea trade route - the caravan's path connecting towns and cities.
Judging by the way they were pitching tents and making a fuss, it seemed like an unwelcome problem had arisen.
I pasted a smile on my expressionless face. As I stepped closer through the sand, people noticed the god and bowed their heads.
Azel: Is something troubling you?
Caravan Member: Oh, Living God! Please save this woman.
Caravan Member: She collapsed in the middle of the trade route. She seems to be barely conscious.
(That's not good.)
I made my way through the crowd and entered the tent.
Lying on a cloth was the foreign woman I had been meeting frequently lately.
She was a woman brought in as an assistant by the merchant I had been working with, and also a slave of the god, burdened with debt and forced to work.
(It's fortunate she was picked up by the caravan.)
Azel: Could you give me some water?
Caravan Member: Yes! I'll bring it right away.
I lifted her body, loosened her clothes, and forced her to drink the water that was handed to me.
Fortunately, she seemed to have the energy to drink, and her throat moved up and down slowly.
I wiped the water that dripped from the corner of her mouth with my sleeve, and her eyes gradually came into focus.
Emma: ...Huh... Azel...sama?
Azel: You've come to. How are you feeling?
Emma: ...Bad...
Azel: I thought so. It seems you're suffering from the heat.
I placed my hand on her forehead, and her body temperature hadn't cooled down yet.
(It's too hot here... This is troublesome, but should we change locations?)
The surrounding caravan members gasped as I lifted the woman, who seemed unable to walk on her own, with one arm.
Caravan Member: Living God! We will--
Azel: No, don't worry about it. You were about to head out for business, weren't you?
(I'll thank them for picking her up, but I don't want them to follow me because they're annoying.)
I flicked a gold coin from my pocket and handed it to the caravan man.
Azel: Here's some money for the water. May your journey be blessed, you kind and devout people.
As I left the tent, saying whatever came to mind, I heard the cheers of the foolishly grateful people behind me.
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Emma: It's cold! It's strange, even though it's a desert.
Azel: ...It's nice to be a carefree child, isn't it?
The woman, who had been on the verge of death just a few minutes ago, was frolicking in an oasis rarely visited by people. I sat in the shade of a tree and watched her lift the hem of her skirt and enter the lake, for no particular reason.
(Despite almost dying, this carefree attitude is a kind of talent.)
Emma: Would you like to join me, Azel-sama?
Azel: Unlike you, I'm a sensible adult.
Emma: But it feels good.
(...It would be creepy if I frolicked around.)
The woman turned around, stepping through the water, seemingly unconcerned.
Emma: Oh, right. Thank you for saving me.
Azel: Indeed. If you're going to collapse, at least give me a warning first.
Emma: That's impossible...
Azel: It's not impossible. You didn't get enough sleep today, did you?
Emma: H-How did you know...?
Azel: Because I'm a god.
(Who was it that was so excited about finding an interesting book yesterday?)
Azel: Don't come when you're not feeling well, it's a nuisance.
Emma: ...I'll keep that in mind.
Emma: But I was surprised. That you, Azel-sama, saved me.
Azel: Don't make me sound like a cold-hearted person.
Emma: But you actually are, aren't you? Oh, could it be, an exorbitant fee--
(Ah, I forgot.)
(It's troublesome to ask for money every single time, but...)
Azel: If you insist, then fine, show me your sincerity.
Azel: We have to rewrite the loan agreement, don't we?
Emma: That's all you ever talk about, Azel-sama.
Azel: I'm apparently a cold-hearted man in your mind.
Emma: ... And on top of that, persistent.
Azel: I see. I understand. I'll add on compensation for emotional distress due to the insults.
Emma: Th-That was a compliment!
Azel: How? You idiot.
Emma: ... Ugh... Why are you so obsessed with money even though you're a prince and a god?
(I've never said I'm obsessed with money, though...)
(... I suppose it's okay if she misunderstands.)
Azel: Want to know?
Emma: ... If I say I want to know, you'll probably charge me, so I'll hold back.
Azel: That's too bad.
(Rather than needing money, I need you to keep hating me.)
Women are valuable as slaves because they are a kind of atheist who don't see god as god.
I'd love to have such a person around, but my only concern is that she's a "woman."
Most of the time, women start talking about love and romance, which becomes troublesome.
However, at least, the woman innocently frolicking in the oasis shows no signs of such clinginess.
It seems she's come to recognize me as a greedy, scheming god, which is a promising start.
Emma: Ah, w-whoa…!
The woman fell on her backside into the lake, having tripped over something.
A violent splash of water flew up, soaking her completely.
Azel: ...I've never seen a woman look so unappealing even when wet.
Emma: That's just because you have no taste, Azel-sama!
Azel: Insulting me again---
Emma: Achoo...
(...)
With a sigh, I tossed the cloth I was holding to her.
Emma: I'm sorry... Thank you.
Azel: My kindness comes at a price.
Emma: ...I know.
Azel: Work hard. At least enough to repay the help I gave you.
(As long as you don't know love, I might keep you by my side and help you sometimes.)
(But...)
(If I sense even a hint of "that," I'll get rid of you immediately.)
FIN
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