The Flower Petal Revolution Stage
1 - 04

"Who are you...?"

A man wearing an alien mask looked at Aisha and I like I found a ghost.

His actions were quite bold, but he seemed to be severely lacking in spirit and energy.

Perhaps, his cautious nature was worthy of praise. In this world, it was not impossible for an ordinary passerby in the middle of the night to have a killing intent.

"please run! They-they-!"

 "Stop blabbering!"

The masked alien man said this while trying to silence his hostage by pointing his gun at his throat.

"Oh."

I'm impressed. Not because of the man's reckless actions, but rather the appearance of the girl he was targeting.

I don't know what she felt in her heart, but despite the fact that her life was in the hands of the man completely, she didn't change her expression at all.

"Truly beautiful."

I don't even need to say a word about her outer appearance.

Her hair was gleaming softly, which faintly shone under the moonlight. His eyes were sharp, which hid a burning passion. Her lips were beautiful and ripe like cherries.

The thing that was most worthy of praise right now was not her outer beauty, but the way she controlled herself.

His determination did not falter in the face of this unjust treatment. His grace was unshakable in the face of death. His pride allowed him to pay attention to me, someone he knew nothing about.

If I had to compare it to something...

...I'll choose a sword.

A sharp and sharp sword. Not a sword forged by the power of a human hand, but a sword bestowed upon a human by mythical figures.

Despite his arrest, he stood proudly and stared intently at the oppressors around him. Her appearance looked like a woman who was born to be a queen.

I can't waste too much time being fascinated by it. I have to try to handle this well.

"I asked who are you guys? Do you not understand the language I use?"

I stretched out my hand to confirm that I did not have a weapon.

I tried to calm the situation of the armed group and endanger it to the truly common sight of a master and his personal servant passing by on foot in the middle of the night to the mountains.

It is best to settle things peacefully and as smoothly as possible. I just arrived in this country, so I don't want to make a fuss too early.

"If you don't speak the language I speak, je peux parler Francais, oder auf Deutsch, lingua Italiana? O tal vez Espanol?"

"Master, if they are not rebels rebelling against the government, but organized amateur gangs, Aisha is sure Tuan should use their typical words."

"Special vocabulary ...? It means Chibaragi language, Nanbashi accent, or the languages of the people in Kyushu... I'm not experienced at that. It's a hassle."

"Aisha is also still learning the language of industrial business, this time Aisha can not help much."

"Hm... It's not usually you come unprepared."

"Aisha did not expect such a thing to happen so soon. Aisha apologizes for Aisha's failure."

Aisha bowed to me, and the armed group, who still did not fully understand what we were saying, remained silent on the spot.

Of course, it's not a big deal to me.

"All right, then. Let's talk body language. As long as both sides are open and remain confident in their will, we will understand each other."

"The brilliant idea. The young master is truly a genius."

We went back to the armed group, and the man in the alien mask gave us the simplest expression of his will.

"That's the bastard."

He pointed the barrel of an AK-47 right at me. Although the design is old, the potential to kill it is much greater than ordinary firearms.

It can fire 600 rounds per minute at an initial speed of 700 meters per second. Running at nearly twice the speed of sound, the 7.56mm bullet can penetrate not only humans, but concrete walls as well.

"You fools of anti-humans are the reason why the end of purification is still very far away! But humanity will not lose. Our resolve will be the hammer that hits this era!"

"THE SHAM! THE HAMMER!"

The members of the group armed with Frankestien monster masks were shouting again while raising their weapons in the air with both hands.

Whether angry or just a little displeased, the alien masked man voiced his grievances and resentment while pointing his instrument of power at me.

The armed group wearing various rubber masks numbered six. They all pointed their guns at me, showing how friendly they were.

"Sir, this is a difficult situation."

The men looked away from their hostages, but they grinned as if the situation was under control.

That's very clear. This is a place in the middle of nowhere. The hostage could not escape in front of a group of six men armed with automatic rifles.

They could shoot him dead and make him like mush even before he covered a distance of ten meters.

DOR'S! DOR'S!

"We are busy! There's no way we're wasting our time on crazy people like you."

Members of the group armed with Dracula masks shot into the sky, trying to scare him by showing his dominance.

"You anti-humans don't know the meaning of battle! Turn around and go straight to the city. It will save us time to bury you. That way your morals as human beings remain."

"JUSTIFY YOUR MORALS! JUSTIFY YOUR MORALS!"

"Before, didn't I ask you a question?" I asked: What are you doing?"

Although I acted as if this situation meant nothing to me, but the expression of victory of the alien masked man turned even more violent. I couldn't see it through the mask, but it seemed like maybe that was the case.

"You didn't answer, so I can only assume that you can't communicate."

"Master, if you ask Aisha, they seem to be angry with your words and mannerisms."

"Hm... Well, then, they're pretty shallow. Although, I think it's suitable for a strange group of people who gang up on a girl in the middle of the night."

I could almost feel the foreign man's face twitching in anger.

Many people around the world are angry when someone shows them the bitter truth.

"Oh... Well, fine. I'll stain the ground with your blood!"

The alien masked man thrust his barrel towards my forehead and, displaying the shallowness of a tyrant rather than displaying a noble noble demeanor, chose to concentrate his power on his finger, not on his face to give a smile.

I closed my eyes, not because I was willing to accept this ending.  I just think disappointed there are still a lot of such shallow people like them out there.

"Gentlemen, do you all understand the meaning of taking a life?"

The moment lasted less than a second.

The man and his friends were shaken, revealing the true fragility of being human.

In human life, hurting others means acknowledging that the same suffering will happen to yourself.

Faced with the moment when they had to do just that, made the clutches of their weapons tremble.

And that doubt determines their future.

Using my left hand, I grabbed and slammed the rifle to the ground. The alien masked man was too shocked to pull the trigger. The pose he was displaying right now raised his hand country in shock, almost making it seem like he was cheering.

Controlling change.

That is one truth I have acquired over the past seven years, and it is one law that controls this beautiful world.

I ran among the gunmen. My speed makes me fly. None of them could react.

Right strike, left kick, left dings, right fist.

Four of them fell in the blink of an eye. They fainted when I hit them at the weak points taught in traditional Chinese medicine.

I knew from the way they held weapons, that the armed group was very untrained.

They were so worried about this battle that they were too close to each other. They should have put at least one of them further behind.

The two remaining people had enough time to aim at their weapons, but not enough to pull the trigger.

"HOLD JUSTICE! UPRIGHT- HUH?!"

I narrowed the distance by three meters in one step, threw his weapon into the sky with a kick, and smashed my right elbow into the weak spot on his chest

It was a technique called "arrow," which is often thought to be similar to the technique in Bajiquan, a Chinese martial art that displays explosive power over short distances and is famous for its elbow and shoulder strikes. However, mine, has been taught by my mentor and has a little bit of my personal touch in it.

The masked man of the Frankenstein monster fainted while standing and fell unconscious. In just two breaths, only one person remained, the masked man of a werewolf. However, there is a distance between me and him.

He was only three steps away, which meant..

"MAKE JUSTICE!"

I'm not gonna make it. The long distance gave him enough time to spontaneously aim and shoot at me.

The man exerted strength on his index finger, intense fear and anger emanated from him.

It seems the battle will end just like that.

"Agggh?!"

He must have not noticed it during this fight. From above, the rifle used by the masked man of the Frankenstein monster fell on his hand holding the weapon.

When I threw the rifle out of the hands of the masked man of the Frankenstein monster, I made sure that it bounced straight at the masked man of the dracula.

His Dracula mask reduced his eyesight to the detriment of him. However, in this darkness, he might not be able to see it even though his face was without a mask.

The clash and pain almost made him drop his weapon, but by the time he was back stable, I was already in his presence.

Jedeug

"Dream a dream that matches this beautiful night."

When I finished handling the last armed group member, Aisha approached me. After all, a servant must follow his master.

"Looks like you've taken them all out. Rest in peace."

He prayed before the six people who were lying on the ground.

 "Don't make it sound worse than it really is. They just fainted."

"really? Tsk... Aisha was a little disappointed."

Aisha is a reliable servant, but she lacks common sense. As the one who had it, I often felt sad about that fact.

"This country is a land of peace. Not completely, of course, but at least you can go to some stores safely at night. If I take their lives, I'll be labeled a murderer, a criminal, and it'll be very troublesome."

 "Aisha understands. Alright, Aisha will try to minimize the problems and evidence while committing crimes here."

"good. That's what my Aisha is like."

A legendary man who has destroyed three casinos in Las Vegas once said these beautiful words, 'Not cheating his name if they don't know it.'

Thus, the silence of the countryside has returned to the region. However, there is no way to hide the evidence of this event, such as armed groups or cars still on the road.

"This country is so unique, Aisha is still surprised to see the shops remain open above ten o'clock at night even though there are armed groups roaming around the AK-47 cheerfully in the middle of the night. This is what culture shock is."

"What you mean has nothing to do with culture, but security. It seems that security has deteriorated to the point that there are armed gangs roaming the outskirts of the city. The absence of security patrols on these streets, he looks lowered the level of security in this area. This can be avoided if the people who lead or have power take their time understand their abilities and are aware of what changes they can create"

"Emmmmm.mmm...Forget it Sir, the locally famous 'Taki's Yakimochi' that Aisha bought from an old man with a cart in front of the station turned out to be very delicious. Aisha is moved."

"Eat when his master speaks, isn't this contrary to the etiquette of eating a servant?"

"I'm sorry, Aisha, sir. Aaaa. mmm.. Since Aisha was a child, mmmm... Aisha waswawwwkan unhuk mmmm. eat anytime while you can."

She apologized to me by lifting her skirt slightly and bowing slowly with her mouth full. Very polite action.

As a trained servant, Aisha was absolutely perfect in expressing her modesty and loyalty.

"Your parents have educated you well."

"Japanese cakes in general have anko-coated mochi, but this cake is special because it makes it thinner and both sides are just a little charred. That said, this cake was originally ordered by a ruler."

Seeing Aisha enjoying sweets really cools my heart.

"The scabbard leaves only a small amount of concentrated sweetness, but the taste that comes from the charred and the comfort of being bitten, makes it a delightful snack."

"It is served as a set with green tea and black sesame, and Aisha is very fond of the bitter taste blend of tea and mochi. Not leaving any leftover flavor, so Aisha thought of making it as a dish for tomorrow's tea."

"Hm. I think I'll try."

I took one of the yakimochi out of his paper bag and put it in my mouth. The coin-sized sweets were wrapped one by one.

"Sweetness is good for a tired brain, but I enjoy the wild sensations left behind by the burning. It makes me want wine as a companion."

"Alcohol and sweet foods? Your taste is not very good, but Aisha's research shows that the popular local brand 'Housui' has a refreshing taste."

"In that case, I'll look forward to the time when I can taste it."

"Kris Waarheid!?"

"Surprising. Does your master know them?"

Enjoying the sweets with Aisha has really made me forget the existence of the unknown friends we have saved.