﻿\setgamedatatitle("Jessica_02")

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Jessica, having entered Kazatoria, is walking around looking
for an inn.
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\text("Jessica")
(...So the Demon Lord's army has already occupied this city.
No wonder there were so many monsters along the way.)
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Jessica recalls the moment she first set foot in this city.

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Without any particular inspection, the gatekeeper let
Jessica in, even though she was accompanied by a slave.
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She went to the guard station, explained the situation, and
handed over the slave―that was two hours ago.
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Since then, she's been walking around the city gathering
information, but the city is completely peaceful.

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There are traces of battle here and there, like collapsed
rubble, but there's none of that unique sense of despair
that usually follows war.
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Merchants are energetically calling out to customers, and
town girls walk by carrying shopping bags.
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What surprised her was that there were even children among
them.
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They run around playing, not at all afraid of the patrolling
monsters.
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\text("Jessica")
(It seems it's been over a week since this city was occupied
by the Demon Lord's army, but...)
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Even so, this brightness is abnormal.
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According to the residents, the Demon Lord's army
distributed food to the starving people, established a
garrison, and restored public order.
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\text("Jessica")
Sharing military supplies with the citizens, huh... I see.
It's the quickest and most effective way to win people over.

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Impressed by the Demon Lord's army's skill, Jessica entered
a tavern near the central plaza in search of lodging.
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The place is packed with people, and she can even spot a few
monsters here and there.
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She's never seen humans and monsters sitting at the same
table, drinking together.

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As a priest and enforcer of Rasfa, this is a highly
undesirable situation.
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Monsters are symbols of chaos.
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They commit violence without reason and disrupt people's
peace.
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A wave of disgust toward monsters crawls down her spine.

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However... Jessica averts her eyes from them and heads to
the counter.
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\text("Jessica")
(What is this place...?)
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Jessica keeps a cool expression, but inside she's
bewildered.
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Monsters are drinking with humans.
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Some can even speak human language, and there are those
having conversations.
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There's no chaos here.
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Something that should be here is missing.
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There's no justification anywhere for raising the holy
emblem on her chest.
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\text("Jessica")
Could I have some milk?
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\text("Bartender")
Huh? This is a bar, you know? We don't have milk in a place
like this...
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The man wiping glasses glared sharply at Jessica.

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But when he saw the holy emblem hanging from her chest, his
expression changed and he swallowed the words he was about
to say.
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\text("Jessica")
If you don't have it, that's fine. Instead, arrange a room
for me.
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\text("Bartender")
Y-yes. Um, we don't have milk, but we do have water, so
please, have this...
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\text("Jessica")
Oh, thank you.
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\text("Bartender")
H-here's the key to your room. You can pay when you leave...

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After taking the key from the man, Jessica took a sip of the
water poured into her glass.
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Even though it was a snowy region, after walking all day,
her body was completely parched.
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The cold water seeped into her body.
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\text("？？？")
A priestess of Rasfa? That's rare.
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\text("Jessica")
?
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Just as she thought someone had called out to her from
behind, the next moment, the owner of the voice was sitting
beside Jessica.
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\text("Caym")
Master, the usual.
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\text("Bartender")
Y-yes. Right away.
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\text("Caym")
I thought only Winga folks were around here.

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\text("Jessica")
How did you know I was a priestess of Rasfa?

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\text("Caym")
I happened to see you in town earlier. I followed you here.

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\text("Jessica")
Hmm, I see. If you trace it back, Winga also leads to Rasfa.

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Jessica refilled her water and this time began to drink it
slowly.
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\text("Caym")
That's news to me. I'm not really into religion. So, what
brings a priestess of Rasfa to a place like this?

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From the looks of it, this man seemed to be a Diabolica too.
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Because of its doctrine, Rasfa is often viewed as an enemy
by Diabolica, who tend to favor chaos.

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Even now, the Diabolica men in the bar were shooting her
sharp looks.
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\text("Jessica")
Am I going to get attacked or something?
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Jessica said this in a relatively loud voice, with a small
smile.
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Hearing that, several of the Diabolica men stiffened in
surprise.
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\text("Caym")
No one's going to do that here.
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\text("Caym")
Well, not that I dislike that sort of thing... but the
reason I talked to you is because I want to sleep with
you―legally.
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\text("Jessica")
Has anyone ever told you you're missing a few screws?

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\text("Caym")
Not at all. If that's what people think of me, that's truly
regrettable.
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A shallow, ordinary man you could find anywhere.
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That was Jessica's impression of Caym.

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\text("Jessica")
Come to think of it, I never told you why I'm here, did I?

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Wanting to wrap things up quickly, she decided to drop her
trump card.
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\text("Jessica")
The folks at the Winga church in Denfrosk up ahead came
crying to Rasfa for help.

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\text("Jessica")
So, as an Enforcer, I was sent here.

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\text("Bartender")
E...Enforcer...
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The bartender, who must have been eavesdropping, nearly
dropped the glass in his hand.
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That's the reaction most people have when they hear
'Enforcer.'
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If it were just some shallow pick-up artist, he'd be running
away with his tail between his legs 100% of the time.
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\text("Caym")
I see, so your goal is to exterminate the Demon Lord's Army,
then?
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But the Diabolica man in front of her didn't even flinch.

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\text("Caym")
I've heard of Enforcers, but no matter how skilled you are,
isn't it a bit reckless to take on the Demon Lord's Army?

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\text("Caym")
Let me warn you―not all armies are on the same level as the
Demon Lord's Army.
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He didn't look it at first glance, but it seemed he wasn't
just some shallow pretty boy after all.
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Jessica revised her opinion of the man smiling before her.
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\text("Jessica")
I'm Jessica. Priestess of Rasfa, and an Enforcer.

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\text("Caym")
Jessica, huh? Nice name. I'm Caym. The man who stands at the
very top of the Demon Lord's Army.
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Caym held out his hand, and Jessica took it.

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If their words were true, they were enemies, but strangely,
there was no sense of animosity.
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On the contrary, she found him refreshing―a genuinely
pleasant man.
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\text("Jessica")
So, Caym-sama, the leader of the Demon Lord's Army―what are
you doing in a bar like this?
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\text("Caym")
Life in the labyrinth gets pretty dull. I came to town
looking for a good woman, and as you can see, I've achieved
my goal.
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\text("Jessica")
Oh really, that's nice for you. But if you really are the
Demon Lord, that makes us enemies, doesn't it?

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\text("Jessica")
No matter how much you want to get close, I don't think
that's going to happen.
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\text("Caym")
No need to worry. I don't kill good women. I'll capture
them, ravish them as much as I please, and in the end, make
them mine.
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\text("Jessica")
...You think it'll be that easy? Just so you know, I'm
strong.
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\text("Caym")
That's exactly why I want to make a woman like you kneel and
submit.
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\text("Caym")
So strong, beautiful women are always welcome.
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\text("Jessica")
Heh, you really are crazy. It's like all the screws in your
head have come loose.
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\text("Jessica")
But I'm just as crazy as you are.
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\text("Jessica")
Even now, I'm itching to kill every last Diabolica and
monster in this place.

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The atmosphere in the tavern instantly shifts.
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The bloodlust radiating from Jessica's body fills the tavern
in an instant.
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Though Jessica is smiling, her eyes gleam with a dangerous
light.
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\text("Jessica")
Of course, I want to kill you too. I can hardly stand it.

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\text("Jessica")
But unfortunately, I can't kill you. If only you'd attack
me, then I could purify you without any regrets.

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\text("Caym")
............
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Caym got goosebumps from Jessica's menacing words and
expression.
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But in the next moment, a smile crept onto Caym's lips.
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\text("Caym")
Heheheh... ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!!
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\text("Jessica")
Oh? I wasn't joking, you know.

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\text("Caym")
Ah, sorry, sorry. I know. Your bloodlust is real. If you
wanted to, you could definitely kill everyone here except
me.
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\text("Caym")
I laughed because I'm happy. You're definitely a great
woman. I want you―I'll make you mine, no matter what.

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\text("Jessica")
If you can beat me, that is. I'll think about it then.

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As Jessica smiled, a young girl appeared in the tavern.

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The moment she spotted Caym, the girl pushed through the
crowd―or rather, walked right through the path that opened
up for her.
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\text("Risbell")
I've found you, Caym-sama! Sneaking out of the war council
again to waste time in a place like this...

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\text("Risbell")
How many times does this make now? Please, enough already.

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\text("Caym")
No excuses. Since I've been found, I'll go back quietly.

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\text("Risbell")
Geez, at least act a little sorry!
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The girl took Caym by the hand and started to lead him out
of the tavern.
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\text("Caym")
See you, Jessica. Let's meet again.

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\text("Caym")
Hey, she didn't laugh at my joke. Is 'standing tall at the
top' really that hard to get?
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\text("Risbell")
I don't want to get it, thank you very much.
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With a bang, the door closed and silence filled the tavern.
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The tavern crowd's reaction to the girl.
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The way the girl reacted to Caym.
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Judging from all that... it turns out that man's words,
which I thought were a joke, were actually true.
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\text("Jessica")
So that's the Demon Lord Caym... huh.
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Jessica imagines herself slaughtering monsters, cornering
Caym, and taking his life.

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She downs the rest of the water in her glass in one gulp,
her throat making a sound as she swallows.
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\text("Jessica")
Looks like this will be more fun than I thought.
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Wearing a seductive smile unbefitting a priest, Jessica
licked her lips.
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