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

The next day, pack your bags that you don't have enough to pack, get ready to leave, and leave the city.

There seems to be no reason why Dr. Inai went to the lord for a moment. Something tells me I need to go check the end of the case for once, and I'm still leaving a little later.

That's why I still come to the union today and drink tea at the end of the day. My grandmother let me in if I was somehow here and blurry.

Kroto is drinking with me next door today. Sigal went with Haku to buy tiger gear. He went to see some kind of saddle that might suit him, some collar, something.

I tried to follow you, too... They left me for some reason. I can't solve it.

I have a good type of confidence in shopping for women. Sometimes it's evening when you go shopping because you're not a man's shopping behavior. That happens even if you haven't bought anything.

"Don't you want to do something?

The old lady sipping tea in front of me, Mr. Merrieb, asked.

Grandma is the one who's sipping relaxing tea with me, but is the job good?

Well, if you look where no one blames you, is it good? You don't blame me, or you don't care?

"If Inai's errands are over soon, if they're not over here, they'll be wrong again, or they'll stay."

"Well, well, nothing good."

As far as confirmation is concerned, there are many things that may be possible in one day. I do.

I noticed when I saw what it was like, you know, mixed up with the old ladies and there's a lot of young kids out there.

Hmm, those kids do things that seem largely easy, less dangerous. The point is, it's a request like it was left in the city on the western border.

Wang Du had so many people, such requests were decreasing as long as there were so few rewards. That must be the king's capital, and I thought it was because there are so many people, but they're still going to digest normally here.

Why was it so easy to stay in that city?

So, well, when I did that kind of request, I felt like I was going to lose the food support for those kids. For once, I have enough money to buy groceries for my previous job.

So for now, I was wondering if it would be a good few days non-billy, and I haven't received a request.

"... your grandmother's tea is delicious"

"Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah."

Kroto sips tea looking really good and smiles at his grandmother. You must have really liked this kid because he has so many faceless things.

Kroto's facial expression changes are easy to understand, but it's easy to understand because the basic condition is quiet and faceless.

"This tea is what we sell around here, right?

"That's right. If you leave here and go left, you'll be selling it right there. Especially since it's made from weeds that grow without having to take care of it, so it's cheap and there's a lot of it."

"Oh, well, I guess I'll go buy it later"

"Did you like it so much? Well, wait a minute."

Grandma stood up, went to the back of the union and came right back with a big bag in one hand. It's a bag enough to hide an adult's upper body, but from the story, I guess that's tea.

"Look, I'll do it. Isn't that enough?

"It's hard to be, is it good?

"Fine, fine. I told you, it's cheap."

Hmm, looks like it's made out of weed, and is that what it is?

But the wild grass tea my grandfather used to make seemed pretty tough. That was delicious, too.

Ma, it was simply hard to collect weed.

"That, Kroto?

"Oh, where, oh, really, that's him"

"Really, dude! Krotokoon!

As I was thanking my grandmother, I heard her calling Kroto's name. It's the voice of a child.

When I turned around, I was still a child, and there was a group of children a little older than me, from a little older than Kroto.

I have loads of grass in my hand.

Could that be this? How timely. No, it could be something different.

Still, they seem to know about Kroto, but where... I guess it was late to come back because I was playing with these kids.

Kroto looks a little happy and walks over to them. Oh, and you're usually a child. No, well, I'm still a kid from the public, too.

No, you don't at your age, you say it's this world. A lot of people have been working normally since they were young.

"Kroto, why are you in the union? So Kroto's gonna do something too?

"You can't do it for Kroto... How dare you"

"Haha, but I think you can do it if you're stuffed with weed with us."

"Kroto seems to take only weed."

Haha the kids laughing and laughing and criticizing the croto.

Oh, what's that? What do you mean? I don't know how much Kroto means. The dragon is strong enough to take down.

Kroto at the time is listening to the words with a quiet laugh.

"... everyone, collect tea ingredients?

"Whoa, are you shitting me? I've grown all year round everywhere, and they're watching my feet, but it's still gold for less."

"Don't say that. You're leaving us with what we can do."

"But do you ever think you could give me some more?

"It's, well, hey"

Apparently, collecting tea ingredients is what those kids, or the kids, do?

Probably about a penny for the reward. The cheap tea itself goes hand in hand, and maybe we can't help it around there.

From what I hear, the ingredients seem to be everywhere as good as strong weeds.

"Uh, no, I'm not, and why is Croto here?

"... I'm just here with your father."

"Your father, he was a unionist."

"... yeah. Very strong and cool"

"Uh, who?

"... there he is"

There's an amazing difference between the look on the faces of the kids before Kroto turned to me and after he turned to me.

A tremendous sense of disappointment from an exciting look. No, yeah, I know it very well. I know you'd be disappointed if you saw me from Kroto's words, but come on!

"Knock it off"

The grandmother, who watched a series of streams, turned to the wall and suppressed her mouth, giggling as she shook her body.

Maybe I looked a little hurt myself. I'm sure it's because of that. Tough.

"Kroto, you, you're in a lot of trouble."

"Mr. Kroto, are you okay with your life?

"The next wild grass stuffing, will Kroto come with you?

Oh, my God, Kroto, you started to comfort the kids with a pity face, and Grandma started laughing so hard that she could peel. Damn it, what is this?

Why do I have to take mental damage if I haven't been told directly? I resent the height I didn't grow and the shoulder width I didn't get big.

I've been here over a year! I wonder why you haven't grown tall!

"... nothing serious, huh?

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're a good guy"

"Mr. Kroto, are you coming to dinner next time?

"Kroto, shall we split this up for a second?

Kids who react to what Kroto says, okay, don't say it, don't get it. Granny no longer laughs too much, Heehee - I'm telling you.

Kroto has a slightly puzzled face.

But, shit, were you making friends here? Unlike me, Kroto has friends of course.

No, well, I was in a relationship for a time, and I came by to... yeah.

Good, this story is over. My story is over.

If Kroto made friends, it would be bad for Kroto to leave immediately. He didn't say anything, but maybe he cares.

If that kid wants to stay here for a while, it doesn't matter. Originally, I'm traveling on my own.

To ask Kroto how he feels, that's what you'd better hear on this occasion with those kids, too, to keep him from freaking out.

Probably if Kroto cared, those kids would be in for backup fire.

If you're lonely, don't go, or something like that shakes your mind, you must want to stay here.

It could be harder the other way around if it gets longer than one day away, but I don't know which is the right answer. So I let Kroto decide. If you like yourself, I want you to make up your mind.

I'm sorry, me. Good thing Inai and Sigal like me like this.

While I'm a little self-loathing, I approach Croto.

"Kroto, are you friends?

"... uh, yeah"

When I ask Kroto if he's my friend, he affirms his confusion. I was worried if I could affirm it.

"Thank you guys for getting along with Kroto."

"Nothing to thank you for."

"Yeah, well, I just got caught up in the play,"

"I'm sorry this guy hit Kroto in the face in the first place."

"So, because even though this guy is an avoidable distance, I blurted out and bumped into him like that, you can't help it!

"... yeah, I can't help it"

"Look, look! This is what he's talking about!

"Kroto, that's okay, even if you hit me once. 'Cause this guy's gonna be in good shape soon."

"Hey, I'm telling you something weird!

Wye and noisy kids. But even though these kids are pretty noisy, the grown-ups around you are looking at them warmly.

Something good. A lot of people look tough though. There is warmth that I didn't know when I first came.

"Hey, Kroto, if you've got a friendly kid, why don't we just go, slow him down a little?

"... Huh?

To my words, Kroto turns to me strangely. That, I wonder if I didn't resist anything.

"Kroto, are you going somewhere?

"Didn't you say you've been here lately? Are you going somewhere?"

"Well, I thought we had a new playmate."

The kids responded as expected. I'm a little relieved that it didn't feel dry.

"... yeah, I dare you all, it was fun. But I'm going with your father. I'm sorry."

But Kroto does not look lonely, but rather responds to the children with a pleasant face.

"... Also, if we see each other one day, then, we'll play again"

Kroto says with a slight tilt in his neck. Plus, one of the boys can blush. Is it possible these kids have the wrong gender for Kroto?

"You're not coming out right now, are you?

"... yeah, I'm still here, a little bit."

"Well, let's play now! I'll take this to reception now, so we'll play when it's over!

"... uh"

Kroto turns to me. Maybe you're asking for permission.

"Nothing's fine. Go away."

"... yeah!

Kroto follows the kids to the reception with a full smile. Yeah, when you're laughing, you just look like a girl.

Is that boy okay? A little worried.

"Ha, uh, that was funny"

The old lady appears to have resurrected, rubbing her laughingly tired abs. By the way, let's go in a direction that doesn't care that there was laughter there in the union, even if it wasn't as good as my grandmother's. I can cry.