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

"Welcome"

When the three of us entered the store, a woman who looked good with the word luscious bowed her head and greeted her.

Look up, I feel like you're looking at us, especially me and Galabagh.

"This is this..."

Ku, a woman who laughs like hoisting the edge of her mouth and what a glossy face.

Um, aren't you just a receptionist reactively?

"Uh, okay?

Mr. Boloccaro speaks to a woman.

"... oh, it's been a while. Was it also a good job to get into?

"I wasn't really planning on coming, but I had a little situation."

Apparently, you two know each other.

No, maybe we know each other, Mr. Bollocaro. You've been here before, this is...

"Circumstances. I see, I see?

Women laugh happily when they see us. Somehow, I'm attacked by the feeling that predators are nodding my tongue.

"So, what can I do for you, the heroes we're talking about?

Kann, Kann, walks over here rattling thick soled shoes.

The way it walks also seems like some actress, who is familiar with how to bring out the virtues of a woman, feels like that.

Well, from what I've seen of a man with little experience.

"I'd like to hear about the girl who just walked in here."

"Yeah, does the hero know that kid?

"If anyone knows"

"Become, I see, hey"

He looks at this one with a pleasant look as he puts his index finger on his lips. Something's unsettling.

"If you named her, you'd have a good value, wouldn't you? Because it's popular in our store."

"Oh, no, I didn't mean to, I just wanted to talk to you."

"But now she's at work at home, and even if I just see her, I just have to ask her to meet me as a job."

Even though they say it's a job, I'm not saying that's what I'm doing.

"Here, can't you even ask me to call you?

"You can't. Until there's plenty of time, it's our contract to get the job done right."

... Someone just ran to the back.

I don't see it, but I can tell by detection. This guy, I think he sent some kind of signal from my blind spot.

"If you can pay me right, I can pair you up, maybe, maybe.

Anyway, it's popular, so people already pay a lot of money to book it. If you can get it out better than those people, think of the interruptions. "

A woman who sits down in a chair beside her and looks at this one with a flush, only slightly down her chest.

"How much what?

Mr. Boloccaro asks the woman.

"That's about it, huh?"

The woman gets up, takes the paper out of the shelf-like place at the reception, writes something sassy, and gives it to Mr. Bollocaro.

"... isn't it bogus?

"No, it's a fair price. Anyway, I'm going to interrupt someone else."

"You can't pay for this personally. Wouldn't that be the price of a house?"

"Oh, did I? But that's how you earn it, that kid."

Mr. Boloccaro looks at the paper with a sinister face and talks to a woman. Amount of money a house will build. I can't pay you.

Whoever went in the back earlier is traveling with someone. Further behind this store. Of course, that's the kid from earlier.

Hey, do you want me to camouflage you? I don't like belly searching, but I know this kind of obvious is a boulder.

"I'm not trying to hurt her or force her to do anything.

Could you stop the hand of suddenly letting me get away from here? I'm really just here to talk. "

When I said that, my face, which had just turned to Mr. Bollocaro, felt a little sharper.

"What are you talking about? I'm not impressed with the argument. I don't care how many heroes you say you have no proof of."

Yes, I was better over there -. Instead of upset, I have a feeling I'm going to be the bad guy.

Because of this, you two are moving admirably right now. I'm already out of the store.

"... excuse me. Made me uncomfortable."

Keep your head down clean and pull back. I know where she is. I don't have to stick around here any more.

A woman who looks at me like that and narrows her eyes even more. But I'll be right back smiling.

"... No, if you understand, no problem. Sorry this is business too"

When I say that, I bring something to the board.

"So what do we do? If it's not that kid, I'll make it cheaper. You're a hero."

Mr. Bollocaro says "whoa" to that word, but I'm not interested.

"Then give them that price. I'm leaving."

That's why I'm leaving the store.

"Oh, hey, wait. I'm leaving, too."

Garabagh follows me in a hurry. Mr. Bollocaro looks like he's talking to a woman about something, so maybe he's negotiating the price, with the word "cheaper now" and my word.

Yeah, well, no. Have fun.

"Garabaugh, run a little. What are you gonna do?

"Me, are you there?

... you don't need it. Nothing. He won't know about her.

"No, nothing?

"Then I'm leaving."

"Okay, bye."

"Ooh."

I cut my gaze from Galabagh and run toward the two people who moved.

On the way through several obviously suspicious alleys. I care about my gaze subtly. It's amazing to see.

Well, no, someone blocked my way if I thought so.

"Boy, wait a minute"

"From here on out, no traffic except for the people involved."

I don't care how you look at it, there's no sign of some shop land, just two guys stopping me in the aisle.

"It just looks like a passage, but is it someone's land?

"Oh?"

"Oh, boy, you don't know the world. Well, if you don't know, if you go home as an adult, I'll decide you didn't see it."

One of the two men has a chimpy attitude, but one comes to reason.

"Um, I have business ahead of me, can't I?

"I guess I stopped because I can't! Are you nuts?

"Omei shut the fuck up! I'm sorry, kid, but he's a little bloody. Our heads are in charge here. I think it would be better for the kid not to get into the heck out of it."

Something I saw back in the day in a Nineman movie or something. Combined. One is a chimp who comes forward, and one praises it, while taking the story well.

I wonder where these things go.

"Then I'll talk to that person, so why don't you let me through?

"Boy, if you don't look me in the eye, you know what I mean. Tachi?

"The kid's not on track!

Hmm, these people, you don't know me, you don't realize me, you're so confident in your arms.

Blah, blah, blah. I'm not willing to put my hands on it if we're discussing it, but I'm not willing to be irresistible if you're going to put your hands on it.

I'll push through, I will.

"Stop it, you guys"

When I think that way, someone walks in from the back.

"Brother!"

"Brother, do you know him?

"No, I've never seen him before, but I know someone. Oh, well, if I hadn't stopped you, I wouldn't even know you'd have been killed. Keep your eyes on the world a little longer."

"Oh, my God?

"... brother, is it true?

"Seriously. I don't want to die, either. Let me through."

"... okay"

It's noisy to kill. I might make you faint a little bit, but I wouldn't be afraid of that.

Apparently, you're gonna let me through, okay?

You know me, don't you?

"These guys are just ignorant and stupid. I won't let you imitate stupid things like selling a fight, so go ahead."

That said, the person points in the back with his hand. But that's not the way I want to go.

"Well, I'd like to go down the aisle next door."

"... this is a private house, or nothing in our hoard."

"Really? How can I disturb you?

"I can't invite you to such a filthy place."

"You don't mind, do you?

I know they're turning me down gently. But I know it feels like we've come this far, and this isn't a very good place.

I hope she doesn't know me, but if she does, she can't pull it here.

Maybe you're in danger, or you can't help but force the line.

"Why can't you just pick it up?

"Here's a little bit, there's a situation."

"Ha, so you're going to call the soldiers. If you're breaking and entering, you're a victim."

Gosh, right. It would be my fault if I did that to the boulder.

"I just want to talk to you a little bit about who's ahead of me, can't you?

"... meet that person and what are you going to do?

"Confirm. Does the person want it, or not? That's all."

He looks me in the eye and doesn't move. I feel such signs, like exploring my sincerity.

"The words, please, don't make a difference. Follow me."

Apparently, I got your permission.

"Thank you."

I'll thank you and follow you back. During that time, the two of them looked at each other with a strange face.

Now, because I don't remember the wavelength of magic, is he a free, similar person, or is he really who he is?

If I can't do it myself, I'm willing to stand around a lot, but now what happens?