Black Tongue gave the order to congratulate the guests without any sign of discomfort despite Vikir's request to wake up first.
"… … "Okay then."
Since the interrogation is over, there is no reason to remain in an uncomfortable place.
Vikir bowed to the black tongue and stood up.
"ah… … ."
Kirko opened his mouth to say something, but soon stopped.
Because the black tongue opened its mouth first.
"You can leave first. "I don't think the interrogation of your lieutenant will be very long."
"yes. then."
Bikir saluted, then turned and walked out of the chamber.
Kirko looked at Bikir's back with a complicated expression and then turned his gaze forward again.
"… … !"
For a moment, she was startled.
Before I knew it, the face of the black tongue was right in front of my nose.
"Hehehehe- Ah, it feels like it's been a long time since I last saw you."
The black tongue held Kirko's hand and stroked his shoulder gently.
"… … ?"
Kirko frowned with a puzzled expression.
First of all, this is the first time she has seen a black tongue.
But more than that, the cold, elastic feel of my skin was extremely unpleasant.
So Kirko leaned his upper body back a little and avoided contact with the black tongue.
"This is my first meeting with Colonel Black Tongue."
"Help-yeah, I remember. Every time we met, he sounded cold like that. No matter how hard I tried to woo her. It's really too much~"
"… … What do you mean by that? "I'm definitely seeing you for the first time today, Colonel."
"Ah~ It's happening again. Okay, it's been a while since I showed my face, so I'll be patient. I really missed you a lot! Oh my, why have I been forgetting about this pretty face for so long? I really missed you! I guess we're not getting any older, we… … ."
The black tongue tightened the leech muscles across the face and continued speaking with a smile.
"Valentine painting ensign."
Moment. Kirko's expression hardened.
She barely managed to separate her lips and was soon able to utter a quivering voice.
"… … "My name is Cirko, Captain Cirko Grimm."
"Eh?"
Then, Black Tongue had a blank expression for a moment.
He then raised his fist and pretended to hit himself on the head.
"Oh, look at my mind. By the way, you came as Major Garm's adjutant, right? Her face looked so similar that I was mistaken. Well, that was already a few years ago... … ."
The black tongue soon began to look through the documents in his hand.
"that's right. You got a surprise promotion to captain today. Was captain a rank that was so easy to achieve?"
"… … ."
"It's been a while since I saw a guard who was promoted to captain so quickly, since Dordium and Soware. ah! Major Garm, he is a bit of an exception."
Black Tongue kept smiling as he looked back and forth between Kirko and the documents.
"I'm twenty-two, my hometown is… … what? Nouvelle Vague? Are you from here? Ah, it looks like you were born here! "Then it looks like your parents are jailers."
He rolled his eyes and thought about something, but then he slapped his knee.
"I see! no wonder! I thought it was a familiar face. "You are the child of 'those friends'!"
Kirko bit his lip at those words.
'That incident' from 23 years ago. The child born when a prisoner attacked his guard is Circo.
The black tongue was referring to that very incident.
… … but. The situation was turning out a little differently than Kirko had thought.
"Help, hehe, that's right. At that time, there was a good reputation among people around the Nouvelle Vague for having a handsome man-woman couple. "The higher-ups even specifically considered childcare leave."
… … ?
Kirko tilted his head.
He is clearly the child of a prisoner and a guard.
An ominous being whose birth itself touches an unspeakable taboo.
You are a heretic whose roots are rooted in the lowest level and who are not welcome anywhere.
But what Black Tongue was recalling was completely different from what she knew.
"that's right. I remember the two of you holding hands and walking around saying you were in a secret relationship. Both the man and the woman were exemplary low-level guards. "To the point where I'm jealous."
The black tongue was expressing hot and sticky desire like melted asphalt in its voice.
"Just looking at it made me feel sick to my stomach and I couldn't bear it. So they immediately arrested him for harming military discipline. "At that time, it was the time when Dordium and Soiret were most strict with the prisoners, so discipline among the guards had to be tightened."
Kirko's pupils tremble mercilessly.
Before she could open her mouth, the black tongue spoke with a wide smile.
"So I decided to hastily fake a rather shocking accident case. That's right, that's right~ Those were your parents."
The love between a male and female guard, and a secret love affair between insignificant, low-level guards.
It was forged as an incident in which a prisoner attacked a guard.
This is because a story as shocking as possible was needed to make the guards despise and dislike the prisoners.
Kirko muttered with a blank expression.
"Dad… … You weren't a prisoner? Mom… … "Didn't you get hit?"
In the meantime, I thought countless times about parents whose faces I did not even know.
He hated his father, whose name and face he did not know, and pitied his mother, whose only name he knew.
And now, Cirko knew two things.
That the mother and father had a proudly loving relationship with each other, and that the mother's face was very similar to his own.
"… … "Maybe I could have been loved by both mom and dad."
Kirko closed his eyes.
This feeling welling up in my chest was clearly relief.
"… … thank god. Because my dad is not a bad person, and my mom is not a pitiful person. "Because I'm the only bad kid."
Now you don't have to hate your father anymore.
There is no need to pity the mother.
This alone seemed to make her heart, which was naturally tight, feel lighter.
… … But there were still unanswered questions.
"so. "What did you do to my parents?"
Kirko asked, glaring at the black tongue.
The tone of voice had suddenly changed to a sharp informality, but the black tongue did not seem to be paying any particular attention.
"Why are you looking for your parents from me?"
"You dragged it away. "He disappeared after that."
"okay? Did I do that? "Huh?"
The black tongue started rolling around the eyeballs.
It seemed like he was using his brain hard in his own way.
And then.
"… … ah!"
He taps his knee as if something suddenly occurred to him.
Black Tongue shouted brightly, like a boy who remembered a forgotten time capsule.
"that's right! I dragged your parents away! I remember screaming loudly no matter how unfair it was. … … But he just disappeared? Didn't you come back? weird? "Did he just desert?"
He rested his chin and thought for a moment longer.
"right! right! I forgot and didn't release it! They were too busy locking them up for a few days and interrogating them, so they forgot! Where are they now? Then... … ?"
Heoyeon's eyeballs are spinning left and right separately.
And soon, the black tongue raised a finger.
"I remembered! "It's over there!"
Where the black tongue extends its index finger and points.
That's where Circo is sitting right now.
It was a black ball underneath her ass.
"Help, you're sitting now. "On top of your mom."
Kirko's expression immediately became blank after hearing the words of the black tongue.
At that moment, a flashback passed through her mind.
This was a conversation we had just when we entered this stone chamber.
'There must be people inside the leech that acts as a cushion, right?'
'I guess so. Let's sit down first. If you feel uncomfortable, sit on the floor.'
'… … no. It's not uncomfortable.'
The black ball sat firmly and did not want to be pushed away by the force of the black tongue.
Kirko felt his legs weaken for a moment.
As she gained weight.
Fizz-
The leech under her buttocks trembles again and spews out thick blood juice.
And the black tongue smiled brightly, just like before.
"It feels like I'm farting~"
He stood up with an exaggerated gesture and went behind Cirko's back.
Then he stroked the black ball and said:
"Joke. Joke. It seems like you're nervous so I'm trying to let you go~ If you stay stiff like that, your mom will be sad too. Ah, this is it. I feel sorry for my parents. I told you to lock him up for a few days and then release him, but I guess I forgot and left him stuck in the corner. "Did I completely forget something?"
The black tongue brushed away the dust that had accumulated on the black ball.
Then he kicked his side with a military kick, making everything inside spill out.
Wow-
The thick liquid spread to the floor. There was a foul smell.
Black Tongue held out both hands and said.
"Say hello. It's your mom and dad. Because of my forgetfulness, our meeting was a little late. Still, I'm so glad we met each other like this. I feel good… … ?"
However, he could not finish his sentence.
Sapung-
This is because the tip of the sword flew in quickly and grazed the area near his forehead.
"Oh my! what's this? "The lowest?"
The black tongue, which quickly tilted its head back to avoid it, looked at Kirko with a bright smile.
Kirko, holding a long sword from his waist, was facing the black tongue with terrifying force.
Joowoouk-
The black tongue pulled and stretched its neck like rubber.
"That's a nice look. Is it the same as your mother? "This is why I like kids who act the worst."
It seemed like he had no intention of provoking anything, but in fact, his every action was a huge provocation to Cirko.
Even just smiling or breathing.
Shake-
Once again, Circo's long sword emitted light from its blade.
however.
Joowoouk-
The palm of the rubber-like black tongue struck Kirko's abdomen.
"Whoa!?"
She flew like a kite with a broken string and crashed into the wall behind the stone chamber.
"Keuuuuu… … ."
It seemed like several ribs were broken.
Perhaps sharp bone fragments were lodged deep in the intestines.
"Hehehehehe – the eyes are still alive. "It must hurt a lot."
"… … ."
Kirko gritted his teeth.
Even if I die, I have to kill that guy and die.
Preparing to die, she mustered all her strength and put all her strength into the sword.
Flowing…
Soon, an aura as sticky and dense as honey shines brightly at the tip of the sword.
Black Tongue saw this and clapped his hands in amazement.
"wow! Graduate at that age? Was that what was going to happen? It's really amazing. Are you talented? It would be too bad to die here. Are you thinking about getting pregnant? Maybe I can let you live for another year like your mother... … ."
"shut up!"
Kirko's eyes eventually rolled back.
Her sword cut into the air with deadly intent.
Of course, it wasn't enough to erase the deep smile that formed on the corner of Black Tongue's mouth.
… … however.
A somewhat unexpected result occurred.
Circo's sword failed to kill Black Tongue. It was natural.
But there was one thing she succeeded at.
It completely erased the deep smile that formed on the corner of Black Tongue's mouth.
… … Of course, this achievement was not achieved by Kirko alone.
Pop-
Bikir. No, Major Garm Nord.
He had suddenly appeared and was caught between Cirko and the Black Tongue.
Knock-knock-patter-
Dark red blood drips from Vikir's hand, which is tightly holding on to Kirko's blade.
"… … sorry. "You forgot your adjutant."
Vikir spoke with his head half turned towards the black tongue behind his back.
"My lieutenant is very dependent, so he gets very anxious when I'm not around."
But the black tongue was not listening to Vikir at all.
All he could do was stare intently at Vikir's blood dripping on the floor.
'okay. 'Get caught.'
Vikir nodded as he watched Black Tongue's eyes gradually become colored with greed and madness.
"Then let's go. If my anxiety goes away, my lieutenant may start blindly stabbing me anywhere. "It's not the worst."
"uh. Yeah, yeah. "Go ahead."
For some reason, Black Tongue was so distracted by Vikir's blood on the floor that he just waved his hands.
Bikir just hugged Kirko.
"Now, wait a minute… … "Huh!"
Kirko tried to refuse by pushing Bikir's chest, but was unable to finish his sentence due to the pain surging from his lower abdomen.
Jeopuk- Jeopuk- Jeopuk-
Vikir left the space of the black tongue while still holding Kirko.
'Black tongue…' … We'll see each other again soon.'
The eyes of the hunting dog, which briefly moves away from the baited prey, remain calm as usual.