Chapter 8: Kill me…please

A month has passed since I started exercising. I could definitely feel that I was getting stronger, even if it was little by little.

But even though I’m getting stronger from exercising like this, strangely enough, I’m not gaining any muscle. Is this also a Vastaya racial trait?

Anyway, speaking of Set, the old Set used to be blank and unresponsive even if I did something in front of him, but these days he properly moves his head following my face.

Also, he sometimes babbles, and that look is so cute. It’s like a cat making cute noises unconsciously in its sleep.

His cheeks are so soft that I want to pinch them, but I thought pinching him would be a bit much, so I haven’t tried it yet.

Well, apart from this story, information gathering is currently in progress. No matter how much information I collect, new information keeps coming out, and I’m sick of it.

The only useful news I’ve gotten recently is the names of famous people who used to be here and the things that are currently happening inside Ionia.

Suma? Shoma? Anyway, that person was said to be the most respected elder in this region, but he died about a year ago, during the Noxus invasion.

His death weakened the defense of this region, which became a decisive reason for Noxus to install various facilities in this outskirt.

After learning more about that rumor, it was said that the person who killed the elder was his disciple Yasuo, and he is currently on the run.

Yone, his half-brother, stepped up to bring him back, but his whereabouts are also unknown.

Hearing these rumors, this place didn’t seem safe either. Even though I’ve been living a life steeped in peace and balance, the country has become like this after a single war.

Does the saying that peace without any sacrifice cannot last long mean this?

While having these kinds of miscellaneous thoughts, I finished the last 10km run of today’s exercise. The current time is about 6:30. Set will be waking up soon, so I decided to go home and wash up.

The time it takes for the exercise itself is about an hour and a half, which is not that long, but I’m doing it this early in the morning because I’m short on time because of work.

If I did it in the middle of the day, Set might suddenly cry and I wouldn’t be able to do it properly.

Soon, I returned home and thoroughly cleaned this body that I had become accustomed to. I had a lot of trouble washing this body for the first time. After all, seeing the naked body of a young woman as it is was too difficult for me, who was not used to this kind of thing.

But as time is the cure, I became less concerned about this as I got used to it. Rather, I became more concerned about Set getting my sweat smell, so I washed my body once a day.

Today, I decided to help the old woman with her work instead of doing delivery work. In fact, I had received a lot of help from the old woman, and I felt a bit uneasy about just passing it over, so I decided to help the old woman with her farm work every weekend.

The old woman, that is, her name was Shava Konte. Her husband, Asa, was a tenant farmer who lived by working in a field 10 minutes away from here.

They lost their sons in the war with Noxus, and they helped me many times, saying that they felt sorry for me raising a child alone.

Anyway, there was no disadvantage in not doing delivery work on the weekends, and I didn’t have anything else to do, so if I could repay their kindness just by helping with farm work, it wasn’t a bad story, so I accepted.

The job I was assigned was to put a plow on the cow and plow the field.

Of course, as with all the other jobs, it was difficult at first because I didn’t know the trick and didn’t have the stamina, but not anymore.

For me, who has a much higher stamina than the average of other people, it was just like taking the cow for a walk.

Thinking that, when I arrived at the old woman’s field, I discovered that there was a strange figure in the field.

Who is it? There’s no reason for anyone other than the old woman to come to this field. Could it be a thief?

Unable to resist my curiosity, I quickly approached the figure. And the figure I looked at in detail was a mess beyond description.

The figure was a woman with white hair. The person named Jina who I met a month ago also had white hair, but this woman’s hair was even whiter.

But unlike her pure white hair, her body was miserable. The clothes she was wearing were almost torn and covered in mud, and she was shivering as if she had been completely soaked in the rain that fell yesterday.

Unable to just watch her like that, I ran out to her and said.

“Oh my! You’re not in a normal state! Are you okay? Why are you in a place like this…”

As I got closer to her, I discovered something I hadn’t been able to see earlier. It was pieces of metal. However, unlike the other pieces, I could guess that it was originally one object.

It was fragments of a sword. There were small indentations on the surface of the fragments, and it felt like something was engraved on them.

I had never heard of such a sword. Therefore, this sword is a foreign sword, which means…

Foreign sword = A foreigner who needs to use this sword = A person who may be fighting in Ionia now = The beautiful equation that is Noxian was created.

…Oh my, isn’t this a very dangerous situation?

While I was thinking that, she suddenly reached out and grabbed my waist and pulled me in. Oh dear. It seems like just the day before yesterday I thought I shouldn’t let my guard down.

To me, who concluded that my clumsiness and forgetfulness were more serious than I thought, she opened her mouth and said.

“Pl…ea…se… ki…ll…”

“W…what?”

Her voice was cracked as if she hadn’t had enough water. But she continued as if she didn’t care about her voice.

“Please… kill… me.”

Um… Uh… Ah… Yeah?

I…I fainted.