Tsuki Ga Michibiku Isekai Douchuu
Chapter 40: Absolutely hates the curse disease

Without receiving a single treatment for my head (unlike I held a grudge for it), Butler-san led us, as if dragging us along with him, to the room where Rembrandt-shi was waiting.

In the middle of the journey, I smelled a very fragrant aroma, after passing through the corridor, where we arrived was the reception room that was before. Whatisit? It is a very strange scent that resembles cosmetics and stores that handle various things.

There, there was a person covered in blood and treated in his left arm.

Me and the right young man took a breath and heard a voice.

Was he attacked by a mamono? They look like wounds caused by fangs or claws. It seems like something isn't that big.

The thing is, what is it? The greater mystery was how he was able to enter the residence with the guards inside the city.

Seeing the blood-filled person being treated definitely meant that the problem must have been resolved.

“Oh, Raidou-dono. And Hazaru-dono too. Has the medicine been made? ”

An unpleasant weak voice from Rembrandt-san.

[There he is]

I've been afraid that someone like Hazaru would bring the medicine, so I'm the one who brought it.

“This, what is going on ?!” (Dee)

The young man said depressed.

But Rembrandt just shook his head horizontally. It wasn't that he couldn't say it, but rather, he didn't know where to start.

So I stopped the young man who was trying to ask more questions, and waited for him to calm down.

Momentary silence.

There was only the sound of Rembrandt-san's hands being treated.

And the sound stopped too.

"I'm sorry. With the given time, I can relax for a while ”(Rembrandt)

His facial expression still did not return as usual. His mind must not have calmed down.

Something big must have happened.

Big, yeah. Just from the bloody arm of Rembradt-san, the situation should have been very severe.

However, my emotional balance remained stable. Is it because I've been 'accustomed' to this world?

Tto. Right now I have to concentrate on the current situation.

One possibility I can think of, is that the 3 sick people were kidnapped.

If they don't die then, it's just an emergency situation is actually a blessing.

Without knowing it, I began to love him.

To the extent that words like 'I'm not going to save them' or 'I don't want to cooperate' is not an option.

Butler-san apologized for the confusing situation with her eyes. However, this is not something you can blame. I just finished it with a silent nod.

"That's when the butler, Morris, brought the potion with him" (Rembrandt)

'I quietly waited for the other two medicines while praying', that's what he said.

It was in the corridor we had just passed that had this sweet scent. I see, that place is where the sick are.

"A voice came from my wife's bedroom" (Rembrandt)

[The sound you say?]

"Yes, I think the blanket is being thrown away" (Rembrandt)

Enough sick people. I was sure that their consciousness had fainted and was lying in a sick bed.

He made a confused face. And he must have sensed something in the atmosphere, but a smile that carried no desire appeared on his face.

This isn't good. He's desperate.

“Suit. There were times when they would go berserk with overwhelming force. Of course, lately, they couldn't even do that, it rose to a level where they could only moan. That's why I don't bother with it so much "(Rembrandt)

… Groans? That sick man?

“So, I didn't tell you about the symptoms right? At the first symptoms I thought it was just a fever. But.. ”(Rembrandt)

It seemed like he realized that their behavior was strange. Afraid of water and light, there are times when they lose their sanity and destroy their rooms. Sounds like a case of a dog with rabies.

After which, their once beautiful hair started to fall out and their eyes started to be colored with a fiery red light.

'... Their appearance was no longer what it used to be', that was what he said.

'What kind of evil would do that?', that's what I think.

I felt my anger turn to bloodthirst.

After they return to sanity and see their own catastrophic events, the men themselves cry and despair, and then turn to the man, the father and her husband, to apologize.

Maybe it's impossible for me.

I won't be able to talk about it. Without a doubt, I would think of killing the applicant and even his family.

I'm sure I'm going to go crazy.

“That hell was supposed to end today !! However, my wife is…! ” (Rembrandt)

Rembrandt-shi was sitting on the chair in front of his wife's room holding one of the drugs with a pricey hold.

Crying out.

The worst happened at that time.

A few moments after he ignored the voice.

He extended his not-so-strong arm to the wooden door.

“The door was destroyed in an instant, and then my wife, my wife attacked my arm” (Rembrandt)

He tried his best to protect the hope he finally got.

But the wife he was supposed to save, stole the medicine that was supposed to save him.

The surroundings were enveloped by the sweet scent, and the crazy wife became even more ruthless and attacked.

The hired guards and butlers noticed the abnormality and were able to hold the wife by a hair-width. The woman who shouted and showed her fangs, had stopped her attack and without any strength left, she fell asleep.

And, we came to the current situation.

Yes I understand. For a match to occur. Is that possible?

"... It doesn't fit" (Hazaru)

The young man confirmed what I was thinking. His voice is heavy.

“Perhaps, while being close to a potion, 'made' so the event happened. In order to stop them from healing "(Hazaru)

The user himself, used one final curse to hinder.

He said that he had never heard of precedent, but from what he knew, it was not impossible for level 8. It seems that a level 8 curse disease is a fairly high-grade illness.

From the bottom of my heart, I think it is quite pointless for the user to be already dead. If it was me, I wouldn't have killed him. I want him to suffer, make him drown more in pain, without letting him go mad!

“My bodyguards were also injured. They receive treatment in different places ”(Rembrandt)

They can't move right now. The bitter-faced young man beside me was not the physical type so, it was impossible for him to endure it.

“Unite what they say, only to hold it you must have a high enough level and have to do a surprise attack or it is impossible. Especially because my wife does not mind her own body, if it becomes like this many times, it does not rule out the possibility that she will die ”(Rembrandt)

A body that should not be able to move, made its body move against its will and forced many adults to hold it at the same time. Obviously it's going to happen.

That's what I think in my heart.

It seems like I'm not the type to lose her out of anger, that's what I think 'somewhere' inside me. Hatred, hostility, I still have it but I can calmly dispose of it.

Before arriving here, I realized that I did not feel any resistance in taking my opponent's life. But, if this continues, I feel it would be the same against humans.

And then, without feeling that I had understood this truth fully, I accepted it.

High and combined shock attacks. I have a few people in my mind.

I already knew that this should be the part where I called Toa-san and the others. That I should call Tomoe and Mio to be on the safe side.

And even so, I decided to do it myself.

Maybe it was because the emotions that were supposed to be discarded, had little left and this was the result of that. Seeing how I could calmly think like this, I felt a little annoyed at myself.

Looking at Rembrandt-shi and the butler, Morris-san, I said this.

[I'll hold him. Now, let's go]

I silenced Rembrandt-shi and the others who were shouting, saying that it was impossible, with my bloodlust. Bloodthirsty, no, it's wrath. I don't understand it myself.

I grabbed Hazaru by the collar and brought her near me. And asked him to make 1 more potion with the rest of the ingredients.

For some reason he didn't mind and ran to the basement. If he can't, I can give him the rest of the eyes and make it work. I also have a lot of other materials.

When I asked him the next time, he said "I think you'll kill me if I object" with a broken smile.

I gave the medicine to Rembrandt.

I see, that sweet scent is the scent of potions.

The basement environment was being controlled, so I was not aware of it.

For something that destroys you and brings you to the brink of despair to have such a sweet aroma. What joke.

Okay, let's end this stupid curse.