Your and My Asylum

Book 1: Chapter 4

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The Princess of Death, Cha Minhee was a girl whom the term blazing transfer student fitted perfectly for. Ey, the hell is this!?, she created a disturbance on the very first day she was transferred here. Ah, I wanted to just live quietly, but whoevers the boss of this class, cmere, youre a bunch of lacking dimwits.. The reason was me. These bastards. Do ya got nothin better to do? Sittin around and bullyin a pitiful kid. Ill fix those rotten heads of yours, be ready for it, alright!?, before lunch time could even end on her first day here, she had already subdued our entire class. Not even a bite. You guys are only good at flappin your lips.. The scenery of her dusting her hand while having a bunch of fallen kids as her background, I recall that scene to having been truly beautiful. (TL note: Minhee talks with a very thick dialect.)

And what are you?

Minhee was dissatisfied with me as well. Youve become a young adult, but do you not have a temper? The hell are ya lickin somethin just because someone tells you to? You crazy?. I dont remember how I answered her. Needless to say, I probably said something pathetic that didnt need to be described since Minhee was glaring at me with an expression on her face that appeared as if she was looking at someone pitiable. And as such, on that day, no, during the time that Minhee was around, as if even my own existence didnt existthe only things I remember are Minhee, Minhees appearance, and Minhees voice.

Lets go, Ill buy you somethin delicious.

The words that Minhee said.

Stop shrivelin up. Did you commit a crime or somethin? Whats wrong?

Minhees scent.

Ahahaha! Were you always this interestin? I completely didnt know.

The memories made with Minhee.

I dare you guys to try doin the same thing again. Friends are supposed to get along, right? You punks.

Although Chanmi was in a different class at the time, there was no way she would stay still after having heard the news from someone else. A counterattack, using people. However, Cha Minhee was literally too powerful for something like that to work. Are ya messin with me, you guys? Come quickly. Ill take care of you all in a flash.. The only thing that remained on the side of the street were sprawled out people.

Are ya the boss?

Minhee wasnt slow in understanding the situation, either. It didnt take long before she was standing in front of the final boss, Chanmi.

For someone with such a smooth face, youre quite wicked, aint ya?

I remember Chanmis face at the time, too. A face that I never expected she would ever make. Minhee struck Chanmis face strong enough to make an audible Slap! sound.

Lower your eyes, you thorn.

Chanmi didnt comply. On the contrary, she struck Minhees cheek in return. Slap! Minhee retaliated. Slap! In the end, due to the strike that was given by Chanmi, who was clenching her teeth, the real fight had begun. Oh, so you know how to do this, huh? Okay, come at me.. That was, as a type of Ragnarok which was capable of reducing our entire class to ashes, literally a war of Gods. If there were someone, who was knowledgeable in martial arts, present at the time, then they would have been able to explain what kind of techniques Chanmi used, and what Minhee did in order to counterattack, but unfortunately, I didnt have that sort of knowledge at the time. From boxing to judo, to capoeira, to taekkyeon, and all the way to a flat out reckless brawl, I could only say that the fight appeared like an extravagant, no-rules match, mixed martial arts championship.

Not even a challenge.

And that fight, ended in Minhees victory. Contrary to her spoken words, Minhee was also thoroughly injured. Regardless, a win was a win.

The school was turned over.

She was the esteemed daughter of the Joo Group conglomerate, a genius girl, a girl who was boasted as being the most elegant, most beautiful, most intelligent, and most powerful by the school. That child, was beaten, into a pulp. She was beaten up by a delinquent transfer student who had come up from the countryside.

Money started to move. The result of the fight was edited, denied, downsized, and exaggerated. Money, money, money was moved here and there. A plan was devised by powerful authority figures. The police ended up being called. The trap was incredibly elaborate and thorough, saying that she would have to go to a juvenile prison instead of a Youth Detention Center.

I couldnt watch her go.

First and foremost, I cant let Minhee, my Goddess, the girl whose hair fluttered like flames when blown by the wind, go. Thats impossible.

I moved. I, who didnt do anything despite having been beaten for 4 years straight and humiliated, moved. Not for myself, but in order to save a single girl.

I destroyed,

You.

their plan.

It was simple. No matter how much money and authority was poured into their plan, it was still baseless text that was built up from zero. It was a disguised truth. Although it appeared sturdy on the surface, a loose string was still present. I didnt miss out on that opening and stabbed a blade of logic created from information into that gap. The lie was destroyed.

I guess Im in your debt now.

Minhees fragrance.

The hell? Go away, you thorn.

Joo Chanmi experienced a physical loss, and adding to that, she felt a mental loss as well. However, I, and probably Minhee too, was no longer interested in her. Something like a Joo Group conglomerate or a prodigy girl, who cares about that?

The relationship between Minhee and I deepened. Church? Dont go to someplace like that and come over to my place instead! Our house is a temple, a temple. Ill give ya some rice cakes, theyre good. I went to play. Excuse me, Im Yujins girlfriend. She came to play. Yujin, aint your head really good? My heads terrible, so Im worried. Towards the girl who was worried about her grades. Youll teach me!? Its fine, jeez. Put that away. Im not the learning type, anyway., the girl grumbled and refused my offer. I-I said to put it away! Ah, jeez o-okay, I get it. I just have to do it, right? Seriously this weakling. We studied. You, dont tell me, youre actually thinking of somethin lewd?. Minhee.

Thisuh, for you to think of me whenever Im not around.

I received prayer beads.

Minhee. Aah. Minhee.

If this were some type of game or romance novel, then it would have ended there. However, there are no stops in reality. There were other things moving in the background. Chanmi, who we had broken once, had done something, though Im not certain what that something was. Regardless, one day, dozens of unidentified assailants appeared before us on our way home.

I still remember the fight that occurred then. Several adult men rushed towards us and swung their fists. They didnt take it easy because we were kids, and they werent lenient just because she was a girl. If two fell, then three came. If three fell, then four came. For weapons, they had metal pipes, chains, knives, and even guns. Even if her strength transcended common sense, in the end, she was nothing more than a 14-year-old girl. Although Minhee was able to put up a good fight, that was it.

Minhee fell.

Violence continued to pour down onto her.

A physical, violence. A violence, that a girl couldnt possibly bear.

The reason why I wasnt able to witness anything after that was because I had lost consciousness.

The happy times. I who believed that I could assist her with my brain. I who believed that I could protect her. However, I, was weak. I, couldnt, protect, anything.

I, was still pathetic.

A day passed, and at the hospital, in front of the girl who had lost her consciousness, I cried. Im sorry. Im sorry I couldnt protect you. Despite knowing the fact that I had no rights to cry, tears kept flowing out. Sorry Im sorry. If it werent for me, then you wouldnt have had to go through this mess. What am I? Im just baggage. Because of trash like me. I could have tormented myself like that until the end of the world, but Minhee wouldnt return even if I were to do that. She wont return.

The only things that remained

was the regret that had nowhere to go

and the prayer beads that were gifted to me.

Calm down. It felt as if I were hearing words. Calm down, me. It was telling me to suppress something trivial like a whirlpool of emotions. Those thoughts became stronger the more strength I put into my grip on the beads. Is this the best I can do? Press. Is crying, weeping, and tormenting yourself a path youre taking for her? It was whispering to me that there was a different way. Stand up. I stood, Isnt your head, really good?.

Aah, thats right! I may have escaped from reality in order to atone for my irreparable sin and in order to not go mad! No, I might have already gone insane at that moment, in that instant! But that didnt matter I had a goal I had to fix all of the things that were wrong I truly believed that.

It was at that moment, that I became resolute to truly fight back. And thus, I entered the latter half of the 8 Years War.

The fourth day, I summarized everything that happened until now.

First, I was kidnapped by a lunatic from another world.

Second, Ive been avoiding the frequently visiting life-threatening situations through composure and text analysis.

Third, I still cant see any hope of survival.

And finally,

Your Excellency!!

Giiiive it heeeere, Zia, Batsaaaand!! Are you insane!?

Your Excellency, I plead you to calm down! Regain your dignity!

Dignity? Diiignity!? Ah, just give it to meee, Zia. Quuiickly. Right now!

I wont let go until you calm down! Even if you blame me, it cant be helped!

Its sudden, but Im currently in a life-threatening situation.

In the torture chamber, I currently have my head sticking through a guillotine and waiting for the blade to fall. The rope thats attached to the blade was in the Earls hand for a moment, but it was just now taken by Zia. Zia spoke.

Your Excellency. I beg of you, please explain what happened in a calm and orderly fashion. Isnt it okay for him to at least receive that opportunity?

Opportunity? Ah hah ha. Thats funny. Zia Batsand. Hes an otherworldly being anyway, you know? It doesnt matter when and why he dies, right? Now lower that rope. This is the Earls order!

I cant accept, that kind of order!

Im not telling you to accept it. Im telling you to do it!!

The Earl then shoved her hand in her coat pocket and pulled out a necklace. Following after, without giving Zia the opportunity to even flinch, the earl summoned her. Poof! Zia appeared right in front of the earl. Naturally, the rope that Zia was holding moved along with her. I wonder if it was because she was still within the range of the rope length, but there was no occasion of the entire guillotine moving as well. The rope was being kept taut.

Thud! The earl kicked Zia who was in that state. Zia lost her posture, and the instant that happened, the earl canceled the summon and Zia ended up letting go of the rope. Ah, thats a bit troubling. The reason why its troubling is because thats the rope to the guillotine Im in the sound of a blade descending.

KurosoExtro!!

Flash!! Both the descending blade and the guillotine were split just like that. Crash!! When I looked up, I could see Zia collapsed in the posture which she swung her blade in. I wonder if her body had stiffened since she was breathing heavily while not moving a single muscle, meanwhile, a white light was wrapped around the sword she was holding. After a short while, the light dispersed. The earl gritted her teeth.

Zia. Youre prepared for your consequences, riiight?

Zia Batsand clicked her tongue.

If I must, then yes, Im prepared, but Earl, you should first.

Give me a reason, please.

This was something I said. Although Ive escaped the dangers of death, Im still bound to the hole on the guillotine. My neck hurts because of the impact of the guillotine breaking.

Reeaason? Ha. Is something like that needed? Youre a torture pet which I summoned because I wanted to kill you. Im saying that I want to kill the you whos in that situation. Thats iiiiiiitttt.

She was right so I couldnt give a rebuttal. However, if I dont say anything, then Ill die, so lets use my head.

But you can at least give me the reason, cant you? No, shell only get angrier. Heey. Its not good for your health if you run amok. This will get the same result. Its also nothing more than being coy. Theres a reason why I shouldnt die. I didnt ask yooouuu! Ill probably be shut down after receiving that sort of reply, wont I?

Ah, for me to be in a situation where Ill instantly be killed if I make the wrong choice, even trashy games have their limits. Regardless, Im currently taking part in that trashy game. Although Im only interpreting this through the atmosphere, but theres a time limit to this as well.

I spoke.

Eaaaaaaaaaarl!!

The fact that Ive never raised my voice even once until now was all for a situation like this. A strategical use. The Earl of the Silver Lion, and even Zia who was looking at the earl, flinched.

Silence.

W-What is it.

The Earl spoke after laboriously revealing her teeth. However, that was after she was already pressed back by my vigor and Zia had walked to my side.

Tell me, Earl.

, , , , .

Killing me, you can do that afterward, cant you? I want to hear the reason. What is it?

The Earl of the Silver Lionthe girl who was pulling back her shoulders, let out a sigh.

I-Its because of that., she spoke while avoiding my eyes. That, the thing you told me to do.

What thing? The maid trial?

Before that! That, threatening the Fedchants thing Im talking about that.

What about it? Did a problem occur?

Although it seemed like the Earl was about to get angry again, soon after, she let out another long sigh. She then sat down and started giving me the details.

If I were to organize her rambling talk that was filled to the brim with exclamation marks and all sorts of symbols :

So, you mean to tell me that they found out you forged those documents?

Thats right! A-And, that idea. Youre the one who gave it to me. Since its become troubling now that its revealed, Im telling you to take responsibility by dying.

Zia stood up.

Your Excellency! No matter how you look at it, thats not right. In the first place, the suggestion Yujin gave was merely an opinion. The one who executed that plan was Your Excellency the Earl. The responsibility is in Your Excellencys hands. A complaint like that is dismissed!

This isnt the time to make bad joooookes!! (TL note: Your Excellency is written the same as dismissed)

Ehem, I apologize for that. I thought it was a good timing, however, the fact still stands. Youre already aware of this, arent you, Your Excellency?

I dont know! Why would I, uu, know something like that? Something like that aah. Aaaaaanyway, the talk is over now, right? Now then, Zia, with that blade, that otherworldly creature.

Howd it get found out?

That otherworldly creature.

Theres no reason itd be caught. So how? You said that it went well just yesterday. What was turned over and where did it happen? Earl, tell me.

The Earls lips turned white. She was biting onto them that much.

I waited.

The EarlThe Earl of the Silver Lion, spoke.

First, I dont have the ability to make convincing forged documents.

Mm.

Second, despite that, I didnt want to make one of my retainers do it, either. The reason why is because.

You didnt trust them. You most likely believed that the information will be passed right on to the Fedchants the moment you made someone else forge the documents. Thats why you didnt order your retainers. What happened next?

, theres a place called, the Black Dragon Street. Its one of the twelve factions and a group that has one of the Twelve Sky Wizards supporting them as a column. Its a place where almost every single thief, illegal activity, traps, counterfeits, pimps, and prostitutes are a part of. I called a professional from there and made them forge the documents.

But that professional came in contact with the Fedchants?

No. The written request and receipt I submitted to the Black Dragon Street was passed over to them.

I furrowed my brow. What is she saying?

Wait. Then are you saying that the Black Dragon Street group or whatever is in cahoots with the Fedchants?

Thats probably not it. Obviously, I questioned the people at the Black Dragon Street. If they were messing with me. If they intended to make the Earl of the Silver Lion into their enemy. The moment I did so, they told me this. A senior executive betrayed them and ran away. And of all things, they took a bunch of papers before running off. Among the documents the person took, the papers related to the Earl of the Silver Lion were one of them. Thats what they said.

Then you can make the Black Dragon Street take responsibility.

Of course! However, making them take responsibility and something that has already occurred, are two separate matters. The Fedchants are showing their nerves right nooow. Asking what Im going to do for having put them in a trap. Of course, its true that I did put them in one. In any case, theyre going rampant.

Whats their request?

Normal procedure of the transaction. Enforce the demolishment. A polite apology. To later accommodate the Fedchants.

Theyre coming out strong, huh.

Since its true that theyre an organization of that scale. Its also true, that they showed that much of a weakness as well.

Youre in a predicament Hm. For now, get me out of this. Lets think about this together.

The Earl clenched her fist. Zia moved quickly and released me from the restraints. Though the Earl was moving her lips as if she was going to say something, in the end, the Earl wasnt able to utter a single word. I spoke while feeling the mark that was left on my neck.

For now, three methods to deal with this situation come to mind.

Three?

Mm. One method is cutting off your tail. Make a scapegoat and shift the blame to them. They did things on their own and you know nothing about it.

Thats a tempting idea.

Stop being tempted. What do you plan to do by making more enemies? Youre a lord who doesnt even have popularity.

Yesterday, I was a lord who received applause!

The moment you make a scapegoat, that applause will.

Yeah yeah yeah. Itll turn into saliva and be spat at me, I get it. I understand that much, okay?

You just wanted to say it?

I just wanted to say it.

Those words must have been quite blinded. (TL note: The line Yujin and the Earl said can also be read as Words that just looked at the sun)

Both the Earl and I, stared at Zia. We then turned back to each other.

And the second?

Denial. You never hired anyone from that kind of organization and the receipt and written request theyre waving around are both fake.

Haaa? If something like that was possible.

Then you would have done it already. Thats right. So why didnt you?

Because the payment was made with a check signed under the House of the Earls name.

Are you an idiot!?

This was a legitimate rebuttal. However, the Earl didnt lose there.

Ah damn it, do you think I did it!? Do you think Im foolish enough to personally go in and out of the den of some thiiiieeeves!? Of course! Its obvious that I made my right-hand person go and do iiiiiiiitttt!!

Both the Earl and I, stared at Zia.

Zia meekly got down onto her knees and bowed her head.

Im sorry.

Wait, Zia, did you put forth that argument of the one who executed the plan was Your Excellency so the fault also lies in Your Excellency earlier, despite having done that?

Uhm, Your Excellency, what about asking the Mage Tower to mediate the situation?

Mage Tower!? Maaaaage Tower!? For the person, who knows best about what those damned bastards did to me, to say that kind of nonseeeeense!?

They say that knowing when to lower ones head will result in big returns. If the Mage Tower mediates, then certainly.

Ah hah ha ha ha ZiaZiaZia, Zia. Stop talking nonsense. A scapegoat. The scapegoat plan is really tempting, you know, Zia? Now then, its something that Mr. Yujin, the one you saved, suggested. Cutting the tail off of a lizard. Making a scapegoat. And whoooo will become that scapegoat, Ziaaaaaaa?

Your Excellency We spent so much time together, just like siblings.

Siblings!? Siiiiblings!? I recall having a trashy sibling and a psychotic sibling, but I dont remember having a stupid sibling!!

Thats correct. Im a smart sibling, after all.

A good dodge!?

Adding to that, Im also beautiful and strong.

Youre saying that while puffing out your chest!?

For example, the skill that I used in order to slice the guillotine earlier, its one of the Twelve World Skills thats also known as the Great Rending Slice. A transcendent skill that ignores the density of the target and slices through it!

It sounds cool!?

I decided to squeeze in around there. I was already well aware of the fact that these two were a pair of master and servant, who were on the same wavelength, long before witnessing this scene.

What do you mean by requesting for the Mage Tower to mediate?

Ugh. Youll be better off not thinking about it. ImpossibleImpossibleImpossibleImpossible.

Tell me. I need to keep in mind the selectable methods.

The Earl glared at me as if she loathed me, no, its probably fine to remove the as if. In any case, she replied.

Its exactly as it says. If I request for arbitration, then the Mage Tower will mediate the situation between myself and the Fedchants. Since Im unilaterally at a disadvantage, theyll probably make me incline some things to the Fedchants. Like ending it after agreeing to the land contracts.

And in return, youll be in debt to the Mage Tower?𝑅ead latest ch𝒂pters at n𝒐velbi𝒏(.)co/m

Yeess. I have a rough guess at what theyll ask for, but in any case, I dont want to. Something like that sort of choice.

There was a constant look of worry on Zias face.

But, Your Excellency. Youre not going to lower your head to the Fedchants either, right?

Even if someone does incline, Ill be the one doing it. Zia, its not something you need to be worried about.

Your Excellency.

Though it may be because of some retard that this happened, Ill be the one to looower it, my head that is.

Just now, I gained a sudden desire to vehemently lick the back part of Your Excellencys knee.

Zia, do you know that you occasionally throw openings that are hard for even me to tsukkomi?

Dang it. Even this fellow uses the word tsukkomi instead of rebuttal or tackle.

Well, one person taught them, after all.

Can you not do anything about that check?

Yeess. Thats already out. If I want to change it, then Id have to move these and those things around, but I dont have that kind of authority.

Okay. Then the third method. Acted out of your goodwill.

Goodwill?

Acknowledge it, and then reveal your reasoning behind it as well. That you intervened because they tried to take the land of your citizens against their will.

The Earl knitted her brow. She had the typical look of a person, who had no idea what was being said, on her face.

I elaborated for her.

You said youre going to make the Black Dragon Street shoulder the responsibility, right?

I elaborated a bit more since she still seemed clueless.

You said the documents, which the Fedchants possessed, were stamped by stealing the seals, right?

Yeah, yes. Though its, just my assumption.

Theres something convenient about this world. Merchants with other merchants make the Fedchants. Pharmacists with other pharmacists make the Alchemy Fortress. Thieves with other thieves make the Black Dragon Street. Its this fact that theyre all bunched together that makes things convenient. Then, the act of stealing the seals and stamping it on the contracts, who could have done it? The Fedchants most likely didnt do it themselves. They probably made a request somewhere.

, , , , , .

Sure, the people over at the Fedchants most likely didnt leave behind a trace when they made their transaction. Regardless, a written request and a receipt will still exist. A bundle of commissions requesting for them to steal the seals of the related documents and stamp them. If they have that, though theres no evidence, its rather obvious.

B-But, Mr. Yujin. Not having evidence, is a big deal, you know, Mr. Yujin?

Thats why you dont go in too much. You cancel the compensation and also open up a path for the Fedchants so they can claim that theyre victims as well. In return, you crush whatever pathetic request they had. Isnt that enough?

The Earl of the Silver Lion was looking at me with her mouth slightly agape again.

I didnt say anything more. Organizing the information in order to reach the conclusion was a bit more complicated this time, and Ah, the rough outline is out now, isnt it? Figure out the rest by yourself. Regardless of whether she heard my inner thoughts or not, the Earl of the Silver Lion cried out fitfully.

B-B-But. Hguu, b-b-buuut. W-What if there arent aaany? Those written requests. What if they say there are none leeeft? Adding to that, in the first place the chances that the Fedchants didnt make a request towards the Black Dragon Street, though I also think its 90%, no 99% that they did.

Thats why its essential to call to account the Black Dragon Street. If there are none, then tell them to make some. Theyre the ones who made an idiotic mistake, anyway. You have some trust in that field of business as well, right? Youfor this time only, can borrow the strength of the Black Dragon Street for as much as you want.

Uh, mmm.

Lets summarize. Receive the evidence of the Fedchants illegal request from the Black Dragon Street. If they say that theres no evidence remaining, then make the Black Dragon Street create some. During that time, you dont have to make the smoke go excessively towards the Fedchants. Put only doubt in the public. Its sufficient if you just arrange the statement, I acted because of this, as your basis at first. End.

The Earl dropped her shoulders. She looked like a drained panther, that was lying outside in the middle of a summer day, because of the way she was showing her canines while biting her tongue.

And so.

I spoke.

Whats the real reason you wanted to kill me?

The Earl let out an ack sound.

Zia froze.

Silence.

W-What are you talking about? I told you earlier. Because the suggestion you made was a failure. And then I got annoyed. Solely for that reason, I tried to kill you, because youre an otherworldly being, you have no rights, and Im, that sort of personso.

Thats an excuse. Im not talking about that kind of ostensible reason. I stared straight at her. Im asking you for your true reason.

Uu. Something like a true reason.

There is one.

This wasnt a jump to conclusion.

In truth, when you read the collection of text that is this girl, I was able to get a sense of it when Zia elaborated on the Earls past yesterday.

The Earl of the Silver Lion bit her lips just like that Silence.

Uuh uuuh.

It wasnt for long.

Uh, uuu Aaaaaaaaaaah!!

The Earl, didnt cry. She merely glared at me while gritting her teeth as strong as she could.

Damn it Damn it!! You! You, didnt you!!

You.

make, me, weird!?

Stillness.

Im not wounded by anything, and I, dont feel pain from anything. Something complicated, whatever it is, as if Id feel it. Because Im, already, uu, uuuuughuuuuuh.

Since youre already broken.

Because you believed that.

Im a heartless monster. It was good enough if I was just that. Id kill otherworldly creatures as if it were nothing and Id think nothing of the people. Since Im just the earl. Thats right. Since Im the earl, I take care of something like my subjects. If I receive stress then I summon otherworldly beings and torment themkill them. I stomp, and stomp, and stomp, and stomp on them. In the end, when not even a single fragment of their minds remains, I pull out their bone marrow and play with that as well. I worked adequately, enough work to not get kicked out. Thats it. Live like that, and die like that. If I think my death is unfair, then Ill make the entire world my traveling companion and die together, that was my life. My existence. It was like that, but.

It was supposed, to be like that.

I didnt hope for anything more, and I believed that I couldnt go back, and yet.

If you lived like that then you can no longer,

any more than that, truly

nothing.

Even though you could have been able to lose nothing.

You, to, me.

The Earl of the Silver Lion, grabbed her head. The white rings and bracelets that were said to be attached to her bones, the manifestations of her resolution that will never be taken off ever again were buried, into her hair.

Giving me a headache you keep talking to me confusing me because, you do that!!

You wanted to break me.

Thats, riiiiight! Without leaving a single trace no, without even torture just, just quickly, as fast as possible.

Thats why the guillotine, huh? Youre easy to read.

Uuh aauuuuuu.

Ill say it once more, the Earl didnt cry. The edge of her eyes wasnt even red. She merely glared at me, while grasping her head. Those silver pupils that had a sharp glare, were indeed like a vicious carnivore, a Silver Lion.

However, those eyes, I was simply happy about them.

I welcomed them.

And on the contrary, it felt like I was going to cry instead.

Thanks.

The Earl froze. I spoke to her. I calmly told her the truth that could possibly become a curse.

Youve finally, looked at me.

The product of my hard work.

The me whos in front of you.

The result was only this.

The me whos alive.

Finally, to you Im, no longer an otherworldly being that you cant feel empathy towards.

As a human being.

Ive imprinted on her the fact that Im another living human being that can draw empathy.

And the conclusion of the fourth day.

The Earl of the Silver Lion was glaring at me wordlessly for a long time. And then,

Thud!

I didnt shout. Honestly, how much could it hurt if she kicked me in the knee with that tiny foot of hers? Thud! Thud! No, I mean, since Im being kicked it still does hurt, but Thud! It sort of does hurt a lot, but Thud! Thud! Uh, no.

However, before I could put the brakes on her actions, the Earl stopped on her own. She then stuck out her tongue and turned around fast enough to make an audible woosh-.

Hmph! How pathetic. She pulled on her coat and straightened it. Im going to sleep!

She then dragged Zia along with her. Instead of canceling her summon, she left by properly opening the iron bars leading to the stairs with her key.

Y-Your Excellency. Are you not going to lock it?

Its fine! I have my ability, so something like bars, I dont need them Isnt that right? I almost reached the limit of my summon, and I also feel too lazy to lock it!

Your Excellency.

I then watched the master and servant go upstairs without locking the bars at all with a bitter smile.

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TL note: Thanks for reading the chapter. This is the shortest chapter in the book. I think the last chapter is the longest, but not by a lot. Anyway, since volume 4 of DD is nearly at our doorsteps, Ill do my best to at least finish this first volume of Your and My Asylum before going over to DD. Thats 11 days from now, so I probably should be able to do that.

Anyway, I hope you guys are enjoying the series!