At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"Well, Mr. Krott, are you calm?

Mr. Bulbe speaks in as gentle a voice as possible, relaxed.

"... yeah."

Kroto doesn't let go of my sleeve and answers with tears. By the way, it's still black.

I'm sorry about Mr. Lynn, but he's sitting a little further away than everyone else.

And the hair to my waist seemed to be stubborn, and now I'm putting it on my table.

Kroto is freaking out and clinging to compare me to Inai, Mr. Lynn's face.

"Mmm, I miss you"

Mr Lynn says with both elbows on the table, chin on his hand and swelling.

That's just it, one crotch screams and is tightened at the same time.

"Ah. So. Ouch. Ouch. Crot, ouch."

"... oh, I'm sorry"

Kroto notices I'm in pain and loosens it immediately.

It's not enough to break my bones, but it still hurts, so I want you to give me a break.

"Well, I heard you didn't understand yourself very well, but you can control your own power properly."

"... this?

When Mr. Bulbe shares his thoughts as he looks at Kroto, Kroto points to his black.

"Yeah, I am. We're afraid you might want to use it around us."

"... Oh, uh, that, uh"

"Hmm, what's wrong?

Kroto listens to Mr. Bulbe and can be a little wolfish. What the hell is wrong with you?

Seems like I'm stuck in words, so I'll ask what's wrong with me, too.

"Kroto, what's wrong?

"... sorry about earlier"

"Oh, I see. I'm fine. Kroto, I guess you're scared and Tallow just grabbed you. Nobody's hurt. I don't really care."

Apparently, you understand that you were scared earlier and dragged me around making me feel dangerous.

This is slow talking and answering, but your head spins fast.

Mr. Bulbe's reply to that was also kind.

"If I may, may I touch that black one?

"Your Majesty! On the boulder it is dangerous!

To Mr. Bourbe's words, Mr. Ubburne moves instantly and enters a stop.

Well, I think you're right. Especially when I'm just watching the first attack on this kid.

Because I'm watching a blow that ignores all that defense.

"It's okay. If you can't touch anything, Tallow, you're dead."

"That may be..."

You're right, but I'm afraid to say something. No, well, I just thought so, too.

If it was used to attack, you'd be dead by now.

"Ready?

"... yeah, go ahead"

Mr. Bulbe gets permission from Kroto and touches the black. The look is serious in itself.

I figured I'd be scared to touch something I might not be good at, no matter how much I said it was okay to touch.

I mean, I'm giving up on the status quo in there, but I think I'd be pretty scared if they'd done this first, too.

"Huh... um, that's a strange thing. I can't grasp the distance well. It's there, but it's not there. To touch it, but it's like I didn't touch it. It feels strange. But there is."

"... don't touch it, you can"

"Is that true? I was wondering if you could give it a try."

"... yeah."

When Kroto says so, Mr. Bulbe's hand, which was touching the black, goes all the way into the black.

Look at that, Mr. Bulbe controls it with the hands of Mr. Ubburne, who sits up but hasn't touched it.

"I see. The more you touch it, the stranger it is. No one has ever served anything like this before."

"... maybe only for me, I can use it"

"Really?

"... yeah, maybe"

Well, this is Kroto's unique skill. You remember that.

"Will there be others with these strange powers?

"... I don't know. I don't know, but that red old lady's scared."

"Auntie."

To Mr Bulbe's inquiry, I would say that for some reason Mr Lynn is scared. And Mr. Lynn, who solidifies herself to call her aunt.

"Oh, auntie, ah"

Until just now, from the plump surface, Mr. Lynn sees the floor with a shocked face.

She's a beautiful sister from me, but I guess not from the kids.

"Give it up, you're over 30 already. You're an aunt enough from the kid."

... Seriously. Was Mr. Lynn over 30 too? What do you mean, maybe the others are about that?

I think Mr. Arne or something is quite the old man, but the rest of the Ments are of unknown age. Even now.

"That's right, Lynn. We're old enough to be aunties, aren't we?

"Right..."

Mr. Lynn nods with a distant eye at Inai and Mr. Seles' words.

Because of this, every time Mr. Lynn talks, it is subtly tightened. Painful.

You're scared of bees. I'm responding to every move Mr. Lynn makes.

"I've never been called an aunt."

I've never been called Osama.

"Whatever Mirka is, Aroness is no different from us..."

'Cause you look like a kid till hours.'

"Probably not"

"Hit it. You've settled down a lot."

"More than ever."

Somehow everyone reacts to that. You're really free when all these people get together.

"Oh hon!

When I make sure the story keeps going sideways, Mr. Ubburne deliberately coughs up.

I watched that with a smiling face that Mr. Arne said he had no choice.

Mr. Bulbe is laughing somewhere fun.

"Well, thank you. I had an interesting experience."

"... yeah."

When Mr. Bulbe draws his hand from the black, he checks the condition of his arm.

"Yeah, nothing unusual in particular."

"... of your father, because I know him, I was careful"

"Well, thank you for that. I'd appreciate it if you'd be careful who you don't know."

I say, looking at me for a moment, Mr. Bulbe. I mean, that's it. I guess I'll say it right around there later.

"Hey, Kroto, is there a reason you're scared of Lynn?

"... I don't know. I don't know, but I'm scared. Awesome, scary. I felt like I shouldn't have come near you."

Now when Mr. Sells asks Kroto about Mr. Lynn, Kroto says that Mr. Lynn should not be approached.

Having heard that, Mr Seles is thinking a little.

"Hey, Cell."

"... Aroness thinks so, too?

"Maybe, but..."

I hear you're getting to the same idea, Mr. Celes and Mr. Aroness.

"What's the matter, did you notice anything?

"... it's just a prediction, maybe not at all, okay?

"Yeah, fine. Say it, Cell."

When Mr. Arne asks strangely, Mr. Celes says it is only a prediction and speaks out.

"Maybe even before this kid went to sleep, there was someone like Lynn. There's a hell of a guy like Lynn.

She was scared, and more importantly, maybe Lynn was their natural enemy. "

"Yeah, I'm too sensitive to say how much phosphorus is strong, even though I'm not hostile. Maybe Lynn has something for herself."

Mr Celes and Mr Aroness say, looking at Mr Lynn. The person is decent.

"Maybe that time... can't possibly be?

Mr. Bulbe shrugs like he remembers something.

"Your Majesty, what have you done?

"Lowe, you remember the first time you were relative to them."

"Yes, hold on"

"At that time, I thought that was probably why the Refine attack went through. And why I survived."

"... it's possible."

Mr Burbe, Mr Ubburne and Mr Arne both look difficult and both look at Mr Lynn.

Mr. Lynn began to tilt his neck.

I don't remember doing anything special.

Mr. Lynn looks difficult. I do, but I think it's suspicious how far you're thinking.

"I don't think he's going to do anything. I don't think so."

Mr. Mirka went beside Kroto at some point, stroking his head.

Kroto looks at Mr. Mirka, looking up strangely.

"... sister, wonder"

"Strange?"

"... I feel strong, even though I'm not strong. Wonder."

"... hey, funny"

Mr. Mirka makes it seem a little fun for Kroto's words.

I'm not strong, but I'm strong. What is it? Tsuka-kuroto, he's a tough man to destroy.

"Tallow, this kid, you can't see it with your eyes, you feel something, but you're good at it."

"I wonder. There are so many strange answers, this girl."

Something invisible. Could you possibly call me your father for a reason there?

Dad, is Aura out or something?

... Unh, I don't know what to think for myself, but I thought it was very silly.

"Well, as far as Lynn is concerned, later on, he's certainly, apparently, not in danger if there's a boy"

"Well, as far as I can tell, it didn't hurt Tallow, but it did."

Mr. Ubburne and Mr. Arne look at me and Kroto and say: Oh, this is definitely the way I'm gonna take care of Kroto in the future.

"Mr. Tallow, I'm sorry for your loss, but I was wondering if you could take care of him in the future. I'll even have his ID here.

I think I miss Sister Inai, too, and I'd like to ask you, please. "

"It doesn't matter to me. Haku is similar anyway."

"I'm not like that one!

"Haku, calm down, Haku and Kroto, because it doesn't mean you're the same creature"

"Ugh!

"... me, was that a bad word?

Inai is apparently positive about taking care of Kroto. Then I guess that's all right too.

The trouble is you're not getting along well with Haku. Well, let's hope we get along in future interactions.

In the meantime, Angry Haku leaves it to Sigal.

"Fine, if Inai is good"

"Well, that'll help."

Mr. Bulbe looks at Kroto with a smile. This guy is calm and gentle, after all.

As for myself asking about the situation, it's not strange that this person is the one hostile to Kroto.

"Well, next time... well, Kroto, why were you sleeping there?

"... I don't know"

"Hmm, so what time have you been asleep?

"... I don't know"

"Do you know anything about those who slept just like you?

"... I don't know"

"I mean, you don't remember anything but your own power and your unknown fear of Lynn?

"... yeah, ah, but just one"

"Oh, whatever, why don't you tell me"

"... Hudunadr Valhaul. Only this name, I remember."

"Is that your name?

"... I don't know"

"Yeah, right."

Mr Bulbe thinks on the item to which he answered only one of his remarks, which he hardly understands.

Demon King's name. The name of an old myth. Maybe, but the myth that still passes on is the name of the person who was actually there.

Like someone who's become the name of a big religion in my world. Maybe the person himself was actually there.

Next time I talk about that, I'll look it up somewhere.

"... are you a demon?

"... maybe, no?

Answering Mr Burbe's question will change everyone's eyes.

"Aren't you a demon? Is that fundamentally different from the deal you've been coming up with?

"It's not safe to decide that. Hey, Aroness. She just didn't know what it was."

"Right, sorry"

Mr. Aroness and Mr. Celes are something cool. I don't think Mr. Aroness was the one who sneered earlier.

"Hey, Aroness, why don't you just ask someone?

Mr. Lynn tells me that. Someone's an abbot.

"Am I?"

"Kelefa or something"

"Oh well. Right. That might be a good idea. But I don't like him. The others are good."

"No, but she's the first one I noticed, and you might figure something out, right?

"... don't be uncommonly correct for Lynn"

"It seems unusual."

"Hey, I don't feel like it, but do you?"

Mr. Aroness gets a little away from everyone and takes something out of his nostalgia. Ah, it's a spiritual stone.

"That was your first time showing Tallow. Look closely."

Mr. Aroness laughs niggardly with a handsome face. I wonder what will begin.