Chapter 1: 1. Prologue

On the way back home.

 The sea of ​​wheat was spreading.  The tips, which had large grains, shook noisily in the cold wind.  The landscape that glowed yellow in the rays of the setting sun was beautiful.

 But no prettier than the person next to you.

 Bell, who was looking around absently, suddenly looked at this person.

 Her hair was gray and long.

 His eyelids were mostly closed.

 He always wondered how she could live without opening her eyes, but in her words "even opening my eyelids makes me tired".

 She was a woman who looked more beautiful the more you looked at her.

 He walked hand in hand with a woman like that.

 Looking at her profile, Bell opened his mouth.

 "Alfia."

 "Yes?"

 Alfia, who loved tranquility too much, was a neurotic "queen".

 If she said something was white, even black would turn completely white.

 Not pissing off Alfia was a rule of her own house that was established 3 years ago.  On an earlier occasion, when Bell and her grandfather were making a lot of noise together, she, who had been silently reading in a chair, closed her book and—

 "Noisy."

 Saying that, she gave him a blow on the forehead that felt like the end of this world.

 "Don't get too picky. Or I'll hit your forehead again."

 "Hey!"

 "I hate the noise. State in a low voice what you need."

 "Yes ma'am!!! Sorry!!!"

 "...What was that? Who did you learn from?"

 "G-Grandpa, you told me to say that..."

 "That damned old man. He's a cancer that only brings bad influences to his upbringing. As I expected, should I send him flying to the other side of about three mountains with magic?"

 Above all, the compatibility of her grandfather, who took care of Bell, with Alfia was the worst.

 When Alfia tried to sleep with Bell, he also shouted "I'm going to sleep with Bell too!", trying to get into bed, however—

 "Gospel."

With that word, it was all over.

 The ceiling and walls disappeared.  Or rather, the whole house was gone.  Only the floor and the bed remained in Bell's room and he could see a beautiful starry sky looking up.  Bell, who has become Alfia's cuddle pillow, can't complain.

 After that, no one else opposed Alfia.

 "I'm not going to do anything to you, so let me hear it."

 Bell, who squinted in the late afternoon light, resolute but shy, tried to ask.

 "Will you stay with me forever, Alfia?"

 After a moment, as if he was considering what to say.

 "...Actually, I wasn't planning on meeting you."

 "..."

 It was then that his words stopped and there was a moment of silence.

 As the shadows of the two lit by the setting sun spread out, Alfia seemed to get lost in her memories, revealing her inner thoughts.

 "I thought I shouldn't appear in front of you."

 After a while, Bell understood the meaning of his words and looked ready to cry.

 That feeling of sadness overcame the loneliness of not having parents.

 Living with his grandfather in the house on the outskirts of town, reading stories of heroes and relying on the characters in those stories to ease his loneliness.

 There would probably be such a future, however only if she was by his side.

 She kept her eyes closed and didn't smile much, but she still petted Bell with awkward movements.

 She scolded and sometimes punished him, but she still held Bell's small hand and protected him.

 The neurotic, selfish, violent and very clumsy woman before her eyes was the one who taught Bell what love was.

 Because of that, he wanted her not to say such sad things.

 With tears in his eyes, Bell lifted his head and looked at Alfia who walked beside him.

"Then why did you appear in front of me?"

 Her sobs caught those words in her throat, but Alfia still responded.

 "I succumbed to temptation. And worried about the child my younger sister left behind, I came to the depths of these mountains. I was really planning to see you from afar and then leave."

 After saying that, her lips curved in an unusual way.

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 It was a self-deprecating smile.

 "But the moment I saw that 'white hair' of yours, it was useless. Unable to resist what welled up inside me, the next thing I knew, I was standing in front of you."

 At that moment, Alfia didn't shed tears or sob, but to Bell it looked like she was crying.

 Because of that, he wrapped his little arms around her back and hugged her.

 "... I don't want to leave you, Alfia.

 Alfia responded indifferently.

 "Even if you want us to be together forever, not even the gods can grant us that... Even if you don't, separation will come without fail. Don't forget that."

 So "that moment" was at hand.

 After all, the number of times Alfia coughed increased.

 Bell knew that she often coughed violently in a place where no one was around.

 He also knew that red blood was mixed in it.

 Bell would be 7 years old this year.

 It had been 3 years since he met Alfia.

 The time of separation gradually approached.

 "I chose you. Leaving you and choosing 'evil' is already impossible."

 Bad people who always appear even in the stories of heroes.

 However, the "evil" she spoke of was something different.

 "Destroying absolutely everything, tainting order with chaos, existences that question "justice". And then they kill a lot of people."

 "... Kill."

".... Yes. Become the stepping stone of the "Next Generation Hero". . In order to save the world."

 Bell may look young, but he understood Alfia's words very well.

 "Evil" existed and took Alfia and the others away from Bell.

 Alfia would die.

 He couldn't meet with Alfia anymore.

 He wouldn't allow it.

 Something like that he wouldn't allow.

 Even if it was for something like saving the world, Bell Cranel would never allow such "evil".  No matter how noble or tragic the determination, Bell, for the people who were taken from him.  He absolutely would not tolerate its perpetuators.

 So Bell spoke those words.

 "If so, I will become a 'Hero'.

 Alpha's feet stopped.

 "That's why..."

 Saddened by the upcoming separation between them and while holding back tears, he looked at his only "mother" in the world with his silvery eyes.

 Alfia's arms lost their strength and his fingers slipped from Bell's hand.

 The wind shook the golden wheat, making a silent sound.

 What the twilight sky heard was by no means empty speech, but a "promise" that the boy imposed on himself.

 "...Damn insolent child."

 He was happy to register the smile that appeared on her face this time.

 As a "Hero", he smiled at an important person.

 Pointing to "hope", he showed her the "future".

 From that moment on, the boy became a "Hero".

 But not just any Hero, but her Hero.

 An unexpectedly outstretched hand flowed through his white hair.

 "... For that.... Just a little bit more, let's be together."

 "... Yes."

 Her lids fluttered open and her beautiful etherochromatic eyes looked at Bell.

 Bell overlapped her small hand over the one she held out along with a smile.

 Hand in hand again, they walked down the twilight path back to the house.

 'I tried to show Alfia more affection, but it seems that my presence here hasn't changed her decision'

 He squeezes her hand tighter.

 'This is all Erebus's fault!  How dare you stand in my way!  For the sake of this world or not, sick or not, my loved one still chose to sacrifice herself.'

'I need to start training, I'll get stronger and find a way to reverse this situation, and if the gods stand in my way... I'll exterminate them.'

 With a look that shouldn't belong on a child, Bell now more determined, walks in search of saving the woman he fell in love with.

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