Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

While we were playing with Dean, our talented people were gathering information exactly. Honestly sorry...... it was fun.

I asked Clarin if I would collect information, too. Clarin's retired now, but she's sleeping in the magic court because she's not close. Three dining rooms for meals. Nobody cares because he's no longer a mascot. Completely free pass inside the magic court. Then I thought there might be useful information…

"Clarin, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, my God."

Well, Clarin's bogged down and I wasn't expecting it.

"Oh, let's have lunch too, Clarin. I have rice and miso soup."

"Miso.................."

Clarin soaked with miso soup. Oh peace... I thought... there was a case.

"Never mind."

"Which is it?!?

Clarin became a samurai!? Huh!? Class change like a healing samurai!?

"... that Lord Rosalind cannot panic either. But the time it takes for it to stay decent is too short. Let me tell you all I know."

Clarin... Zanosuke gave me information I wanted to know who was suspicious.

"Oh, thank you"

"No, thanks for the miso soup. I miss it, it tastes like home... good"

"I'll make it again."

"Oh, nice to meet you. I'm sorry for the inconvenience Kuralin caused. No offense."

"I don't care."

Zanosuke returned to Clarin after a while. I asked my brother, and he occasionally becomes Mr. Zanosuke to help me. Bogus... is that it? It's not a curse, I think. Strange.

Well, it's the cause of the curse, but it looks like it's in the dining room after all. Old was tailing after the first researcher, but he said he went crazy after lunch. Further corroboration. The men cursed by the martial arts testified that they had eaten with knowledge because they happened to be crowded.

I tried ordering rice... but it is a regular spaghetti. Meat sauce stays good. Oh, no, that, I have to bring it..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

This is it!!

This one as long as we figure out the cause of the curse. Based on that, identify the killer......... didn't. I have a candidate! I know who did it! But the executioner's a slave, so he's directing. Someone's there for sure. But my neighborhood is also perfectly disguised. If this happens, it is backgammon.

"I checked a lot, but I don't know, so tell me who did it"

"Mm-hmm."

"Aren't you friends with me and Master Judas!

I will be a castle in Wolfaneer with a transfer. I'm in the middle of being impotent with Master Judas. I dismiss the scratch about what kind of buddy you are. Master Judas knows the mastermind!

"... teach, instead... will you save that one? No, I'll give you anything I can give you! Help me with that one!

I was grounded. Something recently, I feel like I've been grounded, grounded, grounded.

"... in the meantime, I'll listen to you and then I'll judge you"

The culprit is Judas' dairy brother, pledging allegiance to Judas. He's a serious man, and he's a really trustworthy opponent. But because I'm in the magic court, I haven't heard from you at all... and if you contact me poorly and find out, you're likely to be executed. Besides, even Master Judas doesn't know. He's a master of disguise on a level.

"Is there a way to see through that?

"... would it surprise you... Or if you feel your life is in danger, you can take it."

"Hmm."

But you shouldn't decide on this one with my one-sidedness. I summoned the princes in black and white.

"Long time no see, Lord Judas!

"... it's only been a little while."

Dear Alfiege, tearful Aldin at the scratch. Well... it hasn't been two months. Dear Alfiej, Truth.

"I'm sorry. Do me a favor."

Master Judas lowered his head deeply to explain the situation to the princes in black and white.

Master Aldin stares at Master Alfiej as if he were a CM chihuahua. Master Alfiej sighed.

"I'd like to tell you to do as much as wipe your own ass... but I can't let you go to the magic court minus the demon thing. You don't have a choice."

"Brother! Love it!"

"Boulders are my best friends! It's an English break!"

Dear Alfieji, who clung to his left and right arms and awakes.

"Hey... wait! Whatever Aldin, when did I become Miss Rosalind's best friend!?

Master Aldin has a left arm. I was holding him in my right arm, but gazed at him and snapped each other's necks.

"It's been a long time."

"Yes."

Me honestly agreeing with Master Aldin.

"Although Aldine and Miss Rosalind would be better friends!

That would be so. I'm a classmate, and I'll play with you.

"" We are indeed friends ""

But it's not decided to have only one best friend. Added by Master Aldin.

"But on my brother, Rosalind can honestly count on me like this, so he's a special friend... i.e. best friend, right?

"Yes, it is"

I laughed snarlingly in agreement with Master Aldin. There are no elements to deny. Master Alfiej is a dear and special friend… i.e., a best friend, who you can honestly count on.

"And, or, ku! Yes, it would be a magic court now!

"" Yes ""

"... then it's amicable. Smiling."

"Don't steam back the story!!

Master Alfiej, shifting from a belly black to a tundelle, went bright red and shouted. (laughs) You're a lighter.

In the meantime, well... now we have all the actors. How do you want me to cook?