Villain: After I died, all the heroines cried themselves to sleep.

"You, you look so slim, but you actually ate all the snacks on the whole street."

Rogge looked the swordswoman up and down as she sat side by side.

It was late at night.

The two had finished strolling through the amusement park and left the bustling city behind, arriving at the quiet rooftop of the academy's back mountain.

Sitting on the stone chair at the top of the mountain, and looking over the fence, you can overlook the brightly lit and bustling scene at the foot of the mountain.

Fiora silently finished the last of her takoyaki.

Satisfied, she wanted to reach out and touch her flat stomach.

However, Rogge stopped him.

"You're dirty, go wash your hands first."

Rogra took the swordswoman to the bathroom to wash her hands and wipe her mouth. After cleaning herself up, she returned to her seat.

"With your appetite, the people who are with you in the future are lucky. Unless they are the king of the world, even royalty would be eaten into bankruptcy by you."

"You didn't go bankrupt."

"What do you mean you're not bankrupt? You've emptied my pockets in one night of all the money I've earned in the past few days."

"Then there was no bankruptcy."

The Fiora gazed at the scenery below the mountain.

"If you say it's gone, then it's gone."

Rogge chuckled and shook his head, then quietly enjoyed the evening breeze with the Sword Maiden, gazing into the distance.

"By the way, why did you change into that dress tonight?"

"I don't know, I just want to wear it."

"I bet Julie bought it for you when she took you shopping, right? It suits you quite well."

"Um."

"But it's still too plain."

"……oh."

"..."

Rogge glanced at the Fiora, who seemed downcast, and smiled.

Suddenly, he stretched out his fist towards the Sword Maiden.

"Here you are."

Roger opened his hand, and a crystal pendant dangled down.

The Fiora stared blankly at the pendant so close to her.

"You're so focused on eating and drinking that you haven't paid any attention to the jewelry around you. So I just picked out a pendant for you, and it fits you perfectly around your neck."

"...I won't wear it."

The Fiora stared longingly at Rogue.

It sounded like a rejection, but having spent a lot of time with her, Rogue knew that the Sword Maiden didn't mean it that way.

"I can guess without you saying it."

Rogge easily unfastened the clasp of the pendant necklace, then pulled the necklace around the swordswoman's neck with both hands and put it on her.

"alright."

Looking at how the Sword Maiden looked with the pendant on, Rogge couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up.

"As expected of me, I picked the most suitable one at random."

"..."

The Fiora remained silent, simply picking up the pendant and examining it closely.

Seeing this, Roger felt a little embarrassed.

"Hey, don't look at it too closely, it's not worth much. If you can't get it off yourself, you can ask Julie for help, or I can help you get it off now?"

"don't want."

The Fiora held the pendant in her hand.

"Fine, it's yours now, do what you want with it."

Roger shrugged dismissively.

The two looked down at the world at the foot of the mountain once more.

Soon after, a point of light shot up from the ground, accompanied by a sharp, strange sound, piercing the sky.

call out--

Bang!

Brilliant fireworks suddenly burst into bloom in the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, dozens or even hundreds of trails of flame shot into the sky, transforming into a sky full of fireworks that illuminated the entire heavens.

In an instant, fireworks burst forth, outshining the stars.

Rogue and Sword Maiden sat in the best viewing spot, taking in the magnificent fireworks display.

"Rogge".

The Fiora suddenly spoke.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Rogge turned to look at Fiora.

But then the Sword Maiden spoke.

"You are the first person to care about me."

"The way you're saying that... if your parents heard that, they might cry."

"I have no parents."

Fiora spoke calmly, as if she were talking about some trivial matter that had nothing to do with her.

"They were killed by a foreign race."

"..."

Roger was speechless.

This was the first time he had heard that the Sword Maiden's parents had been killed by a foreign race.

Therefore, Fiora herself is also a vengeful person, which is why she is destined to exterminate the alien races.

What kind of nonsense is this?

That's just too melodramatic.

"So you plan to take revenge on the alien race?"

Roger asked tentatively.

"Um."

Fiora nodded, then shook her head.

"But I don't know now."

"Oh? Why?"

"From a young age, everyone told me that eliminating alien races was the mission of the Holy Sword Maiden, and avenging my parents was the responsibility of a child."

The Fiora stared intently at Rogue.

"Rogge, what about you? Do you want me to take revenge on the alien race?"

"I?"

Roger pointed to himself.

For a moment, I was both amused and exasperated.

In a way, he and Fiora are enemies.

And now Fiora is actually asking her enemy whether she should take revenge.

What else could Roger say?

of course--

"Don't ask others about this; make the choice yourself."

Rogge answered seriously.

Perhaps the right approach would be to use one's status as a member of the Sinners to persuade the emotionally detached Sword Princess to let go of the mere hatred for her father's murder.

But Rogge couldn't do it.

He didn't want to deceive the Sword Maiden and let her continue to be an emotionless puppet.

"Like I told you before, don't listen to what others tell you. The important thing is what you want to do yourself. You are you, not some Holy Race Sword Maiden."

"If you want revenge, then do it! If you want to abandon your mission, then abandon it!"

"You are only responsible for your own life, and no one else has the right to interfere."

"..."

Fiora remained silent for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"I see."

"...It's good that you know."

Roger smiled bitterly to himself.

This time, it was entirely my own fault for digging a hole and jumping into it.

"So, are you now planning to take revenge on the alien race?"

"have no idea."

"..."

"However, I will definitely not let that woman from the sinful race get away with it."

Why?

"Because I hate it."

"Why would you hate her? I think she's very pretty, and I bet a lot of people in the academy like her, right?"

"That's why I hate it."

"..."

……

The fireworks display is coming to an end.

As tourists and pedestrians gradually dispersed, the bustling city below the mountain gradually returned to silence.

It's time to head down the mountain.

Roger did not rush to get up and leave.

He suddenly remembered something.

"Hey, Fiora."

"?"

Fiora tilted her head in confusion.

Roger put his hands behind his head and said slowly.

"I've been thinking back, 'Saint Clan Sword Maiden' isn't your real name, is it? Don't you really remember the name your parents gave you?"

"...I forgot."

"Since you've forgotten, have you thought about finding it again? Or perhaps giving yourself a new name?"

Why?

"Because being the Holy Sword Maiden is just an identity, not who you are. If one day you no longer want to be the Holy Sword Maiden, you still need to have your own name to represent your own existence."

"You often call Lingsha an idiot."

"That was just a joke! And I also know that Ling Sha is Ling Sha, not some princess of the Ling Kingdom."

"But I don't know the name."

"Think carefully, don't play dumb. Try to remember how your parents used to address you."

Rogge shoved his face right in front of Fiora and tapped her head with his finger.

"..."

Fiora pursed her lips, forced by Rogue, and frowned as she thought for a long time.

Suddenly, an image flashed through her mind.

Those were long-forgotten memories buried deep within her heart, laid bare as she became the Holy Sword Maiden.

"early……"

"First what?"

"...I can't think of anything."

Are you telling a lame joke?

Roger was so angry he laughed.

"You're not going to expect me to teach you how to name a child, are you?"

"Um."

"Wow, that's so casual. What if I suggested a name like 'Little White,' wouldn't you be furious?"

"..."

"Are you angry...? Okay, don't be angry, I'll seriously think of something for you... Let me think... You said your name is Chu something, right...?"

Rogge stared intently at the Sword Princess, stroking his chin in deep thought.

He didn't know how Fiora looked in her parents' eyes, but he knew how she was perceived in his own mind.

The two met for the first time at dawn.

Fiora appeared on the playground as the sun rose.

Roger listed them on his fingers.

"First dawn? First light? First brightness? First pupils? First..."

"what……"

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes widened slightly, and a divine light burst forth from her empty, deep pupils.

"I remember now, it's my name."

The black box sealed deep in my heart cracked open, gradually spreading outwards.

Fiora stared at Rogue, a smile she had never shown before.

It was as beautiful as the dawn.

"Thank you, Roger."

Bang!

Colorful light shone on my face as the last firework burst into bloom in the night sky.