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

"This tea is delicious."

"Really, yummy"

"Something, bitter"

We'll make the tea your grandmother served us. Me and Sigal were delicious, but Haku didn't seem to fit my mouth.

Is it bitter? I don't think it's that painful. I think Haku used to eat bittersweet things all the time, but is it different?

"Good for you. Cheap tea, though. Looks like it didn't fit your lady's mouth."

With that said, Grandma herself makes tea and drinks herself.

"Ugh, it hurts, it hurts."

We drink tea soothingly to BGM with the words of the Branch Manager, who speaks with a faint groan.

If I can, I want a different BGM.

"Uh-oh."

Branch manager groans as we roll into the horizontal chair behind the sofa sitting down.

And around it are officials and union members who worry about the Branch Manager, speaking out to the Branch Manager.

"Hahaha! It's stupid! I'll do it without even thinking about it!

"Bubba, bubba! You look great. What a bitch! hahaha!

"Puku, shi, branch manager, kukuku, ok, kukuku, are you?

"Branch Manager, please roll over now for now.... pukuku"

What branch manager thoughts people. The people of the branch heads of this union seem to know.

"Damn it, you guys, remember later..."

"Ha ha! I don't care how powerful you say it.

"It would be easy for you to defeat me now! hahaha!

Branch manager responding to worried members with a faint voice. And even more unionists spinning words of encouragement on it.

What a heartwarming union.

"Mr. Tallow, that sounds like fun."

"No, yeah, well, funny."

Maybe these people, they're close. It's a voice with something warm in it, something in the language of ridicule.

Maybe it's just a silly laugh because the branch manager's injury isn't a big deal.

Basically, the union people are laughing at the Guerraggera and making fun of the branch manager. Officials can't laugh anywhere either. No, yeah, you're usually laughing.

"That's noisy, not at all. It's so fun to call it blurry."

Grandma says with a sigh. Well, I guess we're good friends.

I'm sure he usually sounds more great or confident, that guy.

"Look, it's time to stop talking nonsense."

My grandmother slaps her hand and tries to fix the noise.

"Oh, my God, Grandma. I can't see my grandson being annoyed."

The man, who came in to stop him, slapped his grandmother on the shoulder and spoke slightly, received his grandmother's back fist in the face and sank on the spot.

That, this old lady, is so strong. The back fist now, it was awesome fast.

"Who's the grandson! I don't even want to imagine such a blur as a grandson! Look, don't be silly. If you don't, get back to work!

Speaking out to union members and officials in a voice that just says angry minds, this is not good, and the officials rush back inside the reception.

"Oh, this guy's an idiot, too. 'Cause I licked her mouth."

"Just pull over to the edge"

The man his grandmother had put on him was dragged off and dumped at the edge of the union. I think I have a back headache.

Sounds like your grandmother's more scared than the branch manager, this.

Either that or nobody blames you for anything your grandmother did to the union.

"Well, I'm sorry, but you showed me the mess."

"Oh, yes, no"

The earlier sword curtain is in my head, and my voice goes up unexpectedly.

My grandmother looks at me like that with a decent eye and immediately turns to a smile. That's a beautiful smile, this old lady.

"... come on, you, you'd be so much stronger. Come on."

Apparently, I was scared if I got stuck in the bump. I'm trying to laugh, but I can't seem to.

Then you can laugh at me.

"You're a strange girl."

That's what you call me with a laugh, Grandma. 'Cause you scared me, what was the sword curtain earlier?

"For now, let's apologize again. Sorry about our blur."

"Oh, no, I don't care anymore."

Grandma bows her head to us again, but she doesn't care anymore.

Or somehow, I guess that guy had an idea with that guy. Looking at unionists and officials, I somehow think so.

"Who's bluffing, Baba?"

"It's you, blurry"

The branch manager speaks differently, but the grandmother cuts it off to pieces.

What an interesting relationship these two have. Your grandmother looks more like a branch manager.

"Apologize. Now, if you'll excuse me, could you tell me what you did earlier? I'm a little interested."

Soaking tea, Grandma asks me about the Tane from the First World War with the Branch Manager. Union members and officials also react to the words.

"Uh, well, if I tell you, it's simple, isn't it?

"Really? I was flattered by what I did."

Well, that would be. Even if you can feel it if you can use magic, you can't recognize it properly if you can't use it properly.

Galabagh is special. There's something wrong with him.

"Do you know what qigong fairy art is?

"Qigong... could it be Gau Vaugh?

Oh, I know this old lady by her original name.

"Yes, that's it."

"... Seriously, hey. Do you know what you're talking about?

"Huh?"

Grandma says with a surprised face, what the hell is wrong with me?

Whatever they say, it's true.

"... that's the same thing your lady called Uml's hero uses, right?

"Yeah, yeah, but"

Would it have tasted bad if I said something? When my grandmother hears my reply, she looks up to heaven and sighs.

"Keep in touch with the boy..."

And whine, but who's the boy? Maybe it's not about me in the flow of the conversation.

"If you're a fairy, no one knows. There's hardly anyone in this union who can feel it."

Grandma turns her face back this way and says with a serious face. Something, a little, sharp eyes.

"I mean, a blow to the chest with fairy arts. So that's it, huh?

"Yeah, that's right."

"Ha, I see. That explains enough that you're not one of them for now. I don't normally learn such things. I gave up on dying a couple of times."

So far, the unionists who couldn't hear the word "immortal," who had a fit in their head, listen to their grandmother and squeal.

"You said your grandmother couldn't?

"Seriously, you can't have that bitch."

"That's uh. Better than your grandmother, that kid."

"Uh, that would be an instant kill of a branch manager."

Yeah, well, didn't I tell you that this old lady is stronger than the branch manager?

Well, that's good, but you're not famous for fairy art here. I wonder if you don't even know Mr. Mirka's name very well.

"Hey, you, maybe you know Mirka Granes?

I knew it.

"Yeah, yeah, I do. I mean, I'm a master."

"... oh, yeah, okay. I see, I see it somehow. I see. Maybe you know everyone."

"Oh, are they all?

"With the eight of Umr."

Eight of Uml, by the way, it's those people, after all, isn't it?

"Right. And Sigal is trained by Mr. Ubburne."

"... to that holy knight?

He listens to my reply and looks at Sigal as he sees incredible things.

Grandma, I know a lot of things. Maybe I went to Uml a long time ago or something.

"Yes, uncle... it was a short time from my master, but I asked him to teach me"

"... Ha, ha, ha, you're in my hands. You idiot. Hey, you too."

Grandma listens to Sigal's reply and speaks to the branch manager with a laugh.

"Absolutely, he knew I was going to behave like this, and he gave me half the information..."

I'm still a branch manager who talks painfully, but what you're saying is a good answer for me.

Well, I suppose the chief of the Wang Capital Branch told you something, but you were halfway there?

"Damn, I just have to laugh. It would be nice if the boy could tell me that way. Well, I can't help it."

Grandma laughs joyfully and looks at us.

"Thanks, I heard an interesting story. There's been a lot going on."

"Really? You're welcome."

I wonder what the point was. I wonder if it was in Wang Du. Don't worry about it.

After that we had a chat we didn't love for a while and we all went back to the inn.

Steady, your grandmother's back fist was awesome...