03 : A boy who wants to confront a hero
"Why did you become the enemy of Jus ... the white devil?"
When I was sharing dinner with Camilla, I was asked so. I think it's a very reasonable question. We knew that if we called him Justice Max, he would take the lead, so we decided to call him the "white devil" in everyday conversation.
I hid the real reason. I'm sure there is no one in the world who is willing to talk about what one dislikes. The truth is, I just feel vague anxiety. That's the only vague reason. If someone who doesn't know anything, that person will surely say so.
"He cast a curse that made me unhappy. He makes others unhappy and robs happiness."
Camilla said he is a terrible person. She is a girl as pure as a crystal. And my self hate continues to pile up like snow, telling her a lie and deliberately falsely accuse Justice Max. When did I become such an unforgivable person? I must have had a pure time like Camilla.
Camilla's sleeping face in the same bed was so peaceful and I was healed by seeing. The next morning, We went to the amusement park. For play? No way. To be killed by Justice Max. Well, if it's a Ferris wheel, I can ride it together as a last memory.
"Let's attack the staff when we get off the Ferris wheel."
"It's good! I'm sure everyone will be surprised!"
We brought a spanner and bolts today. The spanner is for proximity only, and the bolts are for throwing.
I swing down the spanner to the stomach of the staff who opened the door. Then, indiscriminate bolt attack toward the waiting line. Camilla threatens with a voice and is in charge of holding a box with bolts. The area around the Ferris wheel suddenly panicked. I heard a boy screaming like I heard somewhere.
"Help me, Justice Max!"
The sound of landing. I heard it from behind.
"Stop it! Oh, you again! You won't be disciplined!"
"I'm not disciplined? Of course!"
"Fight, lady!"
I think it's okay to aim at the head of Justice Max. I grabbed some bolts from Camilla's box and threw them at the white devil. They were all easily avoided.
"Is it over? Then it's my turn ... Oh!"
There was a sound and sparks like a firecracker from Justice Max who was trying to kick. He was shot.
"Who?"
Looking at the sniper, there was a man who looks about the same age as me.
"Max, that suit is mine."
"Philip! Do you still say that!"
"Return my Justice Suit!"
"Stop!"
Leaving us behind, they went to the inside of the amusement park. The staff urged us, "I won't tell the police," and we decided to go home.
"By the way, lady."
"What's wrong?"
"How far have they gone?"
"... If my learning and predictions are correct, maybe a quarry."
"Does Valenstein have a quarry?"
"... I don't know."
