Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

"I'm sorry, Aisha, in the end I still couldn't give you anything."

As I spoke, I stood up.

"Fortunately though..."

"Fortunately, you finally mustered up the courage to tell me everything you wanted to say and do."

“I am truly grateful for this.”

Think about it now.

If Aisha hadn't mustered the courage to develop this kind of relationship with me, I probably wouldn't have noticed her true feelings.

After a moment of silence, I took a deep breath.

“Aisha, Paul used to say that I don’t love you like a husband loves his wife, so he doesn’t agree to our wedding.”

"So I've been thinking about this all these years."

What exactly is the difference between us?

"Then I finally understood."

I lowered my voice and spoke to the tombstone in front of me.

"I just... have never been able to understand you."

"I can't understand why you're willing to stay by my side forever."

"Love is about companionship, and companionship is the longest-lasting form of love."

"When I realized this, I discovered how much you, who had been with me the longest and never left me, loved me."

"And so I understood what your love truly looks like."

"After realizing this, I realized how foolish I was... Just because you're my sister, I was indifferent to your feelings. Am I really a good brother?"

"This isn't right."

"Such a long-lasting love should not be denied simply because of blood ties."

"So I owe you a wedding."

I patted the tombstone.

"Aisha, I'm so grateful for this second chance, which gives me the opportunity to make up for everything I've wronged you in the past... So, from now on, you can be a little more willful, and you can be a little more affectionate with me, so... I can feel a little better."

After I finished speaking, I couldn't help but laugh myself.

They said some really boring things.

How could Aisha hear her?

What I'm saying can neither be conveyed to the deceased Aisha, nor can it be told to the living Aisha.

In the end, all they can do is console themselves at their tombstones.

I hugged the tombstone tightly, imagining Aisha, who had always been by my side, working tirelessly and seeing all my vulnerable, miserable, and pathetic moments.

It was as if she had come back to life.

……

After that

I made a tombstone and placed it next to Aisha's tombstone.

The tombstone bears the name Rudius Greratter.

That aged and lonely avenger...

Finally died.

And the one who will live on in his place is me, having abandoned all the past sorrows and embraced happiness.

from now on.

I will use my true abilities to live a meaningful life.

I waved towards Aisha's tombstone.

"Farewell, Aisha..."

next moment.

The world before my eyes shattered completely.

Chapter Nine: The Wedding Invitation

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the familiar ceiling.

A churning sensation came from my stomach.

"Uh... ugh..."

I opened my mouth and vomited. Soon, a clump of blue, viscous liquid flowed out of my mouth and gathered on the ground.

That's a slime...

More accurately, it was Hades, Pythia.

"finished?"

Pluto crawled on the ground, wriggling his body, while asking me questions.

"Um... thank you, Lord Bita."

"nothing."

Bita wriggled and squeezed himself into the small glass bottle next to him.

"There are people like you sometimes."

"what?"

"Immersed in beautiful memories of the past, yet tormented by the pain of reality, it begs me to let it fall into an eternal dream."

Bita said, "Actually, this is quite normal. Sometimes, who can distinguish between dreams and reality? Maybe everything we are experiencing now is just a dream."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh.

Yes.

Maybe all of this is just a dream of mine.

What is a perfect life?

What kind of time magic is there?

All of this was just a hallucination of a vengeful old madman on his deathbed.

But it doesn't matter anymore now.

Whether it's reality or a dream.

At least I am happy now, and I have no regrets about the past.

that's enough.

Even if all of this is fake, it doesn't matter.

Let that lonely avenger rest in peace beneath his tombstone.

from now on.

I am just Rudeus.

……

……

When he came out of the room, Alsterd was dozing off, leaning against the table.

I've been seeing Alster's sleeping face a lot lately.

Although it's just a sleeping posture and nothing unusual, this was quite rare in the past.

After the death of the god, Orstide underwent many changes.

First, the curse of insufficient magic power disappeared.

In the past, the secret technique used to maintain the cycle of reincarnation caused Orstide's magic to recover at an outrageously slow rate.

However, after the god and human were sealed, the secret technique was automatically released.

Orstide is no longer bound by magic.

In other words.

He is now undoubtedly the strongest in the world.

Even if the God of War were to be resurrected, he would still be no match for him.

but……

Well.

There are no such opponents now.

As for the curse that people fear, that cannot be eliminated.

But we can transfer some of it using magical items; we'll figure out a better way later.

"Hmm... Is it over, Rudeus?"

"Well, it's over."

I returned the jar containing Hades to Alsterd.

To say goodbye to the past and to Aisha.

That's why I did it.

After doing all this.