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

What Mr. Byabya directed at Mr. Aronez did not bump into the wrath of Inai.

What she did was a gentle flat hand with a petin and a small sound.

That was like scolding somewhere, blaming quietly.

Mr. Byabya is a tentacle hand, so a flat hand might be a little different.

Mr. Aroness stared at her with an indescribable look after being flat-handed and after a little surprise.

I saw that. Inai sighed loudly and showed a little calm, so I'm in between too.

I understand it's a little pitiful, but I couldn't move.

Well, in the meantime, I decided to prepare a tea place for everyone to calm down and discuss it.

Prepare a table before you hear back and sigh of relief watching everyone take their seats in a big way.

Good, you sit down honestly.

"Uh, have you settled down a little?

Ask everyone as they serve tea.

I know it's not calm at all, but it's quiet on the surface for once, so I put my feelings in my mouth and said not to rumble.

I really am scared of Inai earlier, so I want you to give me a break.

"Ugh. Sorry, you know, Tallow,"

"... ooh, for once"

"I've been calm since the beginning."

Mr. Byabya sounds sorry, but his body is still whispering.

Inai replied once, but it is difficult to say that he is calm at a time when wrinkles are leaning on his nose tip.

Only Mr. Aroness looks like the usual floating atmosphere at first sight, but I don't think maybe that one is.

"So, what are you going to report to your home country?"

Inai opened her mouth to Mr. Aroness as she sipped the tea she had received from me.

Although the voice is calmer than earlier, I can still see some anger.

Besides, Mr. Byabya is not calm at the usual tone of voice.

Speaking of which, I wonder if Mr. Byabya is surprised. I think it's probably the first time I've seen it.

"I'm sure you've decided to keep the facts to yourself."

"Is that all you did?

"Naturally. You know that too. Cell and Bulbe will agree with my judgment. And around Lowe and Arne. We're not in a position to work in emotional theory."

Mr. Aroness responds naturally to Inai's inquiry with his chest stretched.

It was just like earlier, a voice that didn't shake at all.

Mr Seles certainly seems to agree. I think it could be possible if Mr Bulbe also thinks in a position.

I wonder about Mr. Ubburne. That's my sweet uncle.

Mr. Arne is going to say if it's going to work out eventually, it's good.

"What were you gonna do in case there was a kid?"

"I'm not going to let that happen."

"But there would have been a delay in discovery."

"I just said it. That's what I said."

Whatever Inai says, he still doesn't break his spare look.

Normally, it seemed reliable or frightening.

But this time, I feel complicated about this one, too.

Judging from what I just said, I know how much he did.

He poisoned the children. Pick people so that you don't get suspicious.

No matter how suspicious the people of the Hard Scale may be, there will be no evidence of the situation.

I know why you targeted the kid.

There's one thing I couldn't have targeted an adult simply because of the tolerability issue.

And by targeting the kids, there's another thing that makes you think you can't raise the kids on this land.

I'm sure that's the right thing to do, given the final situation.

I don't know when those were native.

I don't even know how contaminated the settlers are with toxins.

I don't even know when they'll fall.

Then it needed to appear easy to understand and dangerous.

And there are ruins.

Either way, they have to leave the land.

Various factors are likely to be cleared up in this case.

But I poisoned the kid.

Mr. Aroness poisoned people.

That fact really catches on to my chest.

Even if he was willing to help properly and was taking measures.

"Also, okay. No more, is meaningless."

Inai and Aroness continued to say things while I was stuffy, but Mr. Byabya spoke on the way.

Lovely voice as ever. I don't think you were angry until just now. Quiet voice.

No, maybe he's still angry. My body is still moving.

But the voice is very gentle and quiet.

"Inai,. You know that, too."

"... it"

When she said quietly to Inai, Inai leaned over with little response.

With a regrettable, sad look.

"Aroness,"

"... what"

"Wrong, no. You said," Yes. "

"Oh, I didn't think I was wrong."

Mr Aronez replies to Mr Byabiya, who asks kindly, in a slightly more troubled way than just now.

Then why did you accept her anger? My, flat handed, accepted, of "

To her words, Mr. Aroness does not answer.

I'm just frowning a little bit, making a cuckoo between my eyebrows and looking at her.

"Indeed, you are, consequently, correct. No, no, no, no, no."

"... oh."

"But no, it would be." Yourself, yes, it isn't. "

Her voice is so sweet.

I feel like I'm teaching a little girl.

You seem to say that you have no choice. [M]

"... you're my bad type."

That's what Mr. Aroness said as he looked at her with a troubled look.

And I look up to heaven once and exhale deeply, and now I lean down and exhale again, and then I raise my face.

From him with his face up, I felt the usual atmosphere of Mr. Aroness, unlike before.

"Inai"

"It's you."

"I didn't do this, either."

"I know what you're talking about."

I didn't want to. I just ran it because I thought that was my best hand.

I didn't execute it without any emotion or disgust.

And Inai showed extra anger at him for not apologizing because he was feeling it.

I was angry with a friend who honestly didn't tell me.

... I guess that's the place.

I don't know much about boulders around here.

Their relationship of trust has not been possible in the last few years.

There must be something I don't understand.

I miss you a little bit at times like this. I'm supposed to be close, but I feel a little far away.

"Wa no."

"Ha, say that honestly from the start, you big idiot"

To Mr. Aroness, who honestly apologized, Inai returned it as if he had been stunned.

Maybe this didn't convince me of it all. I'm still trying a little bit too.

But I don't think his honest apology for this one will leave him with a weird obsession.

If you think so, Mr. Byabya stands up and approaches Mr. Aroness.

Her body's tentacles aren't smeared, and I don't think she's probably angry anymore.

Watching what was going on, she took Mr. Aroness's head.

"Well, I could tell, right? Good, kid."

Her words were gentle everywhere and she was a comforting voice.

The person being caressed looked very troubled.

Isn't that someone Mr. Aroness can't tell you anything about, valuable inside?