Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

At the same time.

In a glass wall, inside an energy infirmary separated from the outside.

Catalina, who was lying in a bed for a patient on its "outside," slowly opened her eyes as she felt the sensation of consciousness awakening.

"(When have you slept so much in a decent bed...)"

As if undead or something, hoo, and after waking up her torso, she got up quietly from the bed and headed to the sink that was in the room to get her hairstyle and tail sleeping habits done that had gotten bumpy.

Jabba, babba, babba...

Catalina turns the blue faucet and turns her gaze at the water that came out.

"(I'm used to it now, but it's nice to not have to go get some water)"

Then she smiled, saving the water with both hands and starting to wash her face with cold water.

Catalina's morning routine isn't just about washing her face and doing tail hair repairs.

Pi... pi... pi... pi.

It is the body wipe of Leah, the wizard girl who remains in a coma and does not wake up, who was in the "inside" room (intensive care unit) where the sound from such an electrocardiogram sounds regularly.

Gossip...

"... it's time to do a nail clipper"

As I wipe Leah's arm, Catalina realizes that her nails had been stretched a little.

After finishing blowing her body, Catalina prepared a nail clipper that

Pattin '... Pattin'...

And, with a petty rhythm, I cut the rear nail.

Then the rhythm stopped inadvertently.

"... beautiful hands..."

rear hand and his own hand lifting it.

Catalina's hands, which washed her hands more often, or plainly more vigorously, were cracked or her skin stiffened, resulting in worn hands full of reverse stripping.

Leah's hand, on the other hand, is a beautiful one worthy of age.

Catalina was caught in such a white, smooth hand as a work of art.

"... you don't have to be a terrible hand like me."

Katarina whines softly over her own hands, knowing that she won't get a reply back.

When I was at the Brave Party, I said that I had beautiful hands, but only six months after I was on the wrong path, I had made such a big difference.

Seeing that tangible difference, Catalina inadvertently immersed herself in sentiment.

In that case,

"Morning, Catalina. Wake up... ru?!

Waltz came to the room and solidified...

"... you, what are you doing?

I hear Waltz no longer knows how to react to Catalina stroking Leah's hand with her fingertips looking important.

"Good morning, Mr. Waltz. I was just cutting my rear nails."

and Catalina gazing at the nail clipper on the desk that was next to her.

"And for that, I didn't have a nail clipper... no, it's nothing. Because I have hobbies that I can't tell others..."

Whimpering waltz with some distant eyes.

Apparently, she also has a hobby that people can't tell you about.

To such a waltz, Catalina turned to Zito's eyes... and said after sighing.

"It's not a hobby or anything. Because it's not Julia (finger fetish).... I was looking at Leah's hand. I thought it was beautiful with no scratches..."

Waltz sitting in the chair next to her with a mouthful of 'hmm...' and a meaningful gavel to such Catalina's words.

So Waltz noticed how Catalina's worn hands were.

"Your hand..."

"Yes, because of the disinfectant, the medicine, the magic, it gets really rough."

"Can't you fix it yourself? Because it looks like the ointment I gave Syranui."

"Unfortunately... The roughness of this hand is also due to small scratches, but it is also the result of over-recovery. For once, I think I can fix it by severing my hand and transplanting it back into something new..."

"No matter how many times you heal, it'll soon be the same thing... is that what you're saying?

"Yes. All you have to do is stop working now. Wouldn't that put it back together in about 10 years?"

"... yes"

Waltz, who taught Catalina such a way of health care now, looked sorry and bowed his eyes.

"So... what's going on? Earlier this morning."

Catalina asks Waltz as she gazes at the electronic clock that was on the wall.

Waltz then asks the opposite without immediately cutting out the point.

"... did you get enough sleep yesterday?

"Yep. I haven't slept for a long time."

"The truth is, you have to sleep as much time every day?

"Right. True, lately, I think. I wish I had more than 24 hours a day."

"Yeah, it's like a dream that mankind has in common in this world and in the world I was in."

Waltz and Catalina laughing while we talk like that.

"Was the world where Mr. Waltz was, like this world, 24 hours a day?

"Yeah, I am. You can think of the exact same thing about time and calendar. Well, there was only one sun, and the moon didn't look this close."

To such Waltz's words, Catalina opened her mouth, imagining the view.

"Something tells me it's different."

"That's right. I was the first to come to this world. But I'm used to it."

"I'd like to see it, too."

"Once my system is repaired, you might see it.

"Then be sure to take me there"

"... I may not be able to come back... ah"

Say it yourself, then harden waltz.

What that word means is that once you return to the original world, you will never come back... or come back,.

To how she looked like that... Catalina replied with a grin.

"... one day Mr. Waltz will be back in his original world, too, that's something I understand. It's... it's good, right? We can go alive on our own, even if you don't mind returning. But... if you don't take me as far as Lucia, this world could be in big trouble. Because in our power, no matter how hard we try, we can't contain Lucia's power."

"Hey... No, you know what I mean? Best of all, I wish I was free to come and go on the other side and this side... but I guess it won't be that easy. I'm free to go back, so I can figure out a way to get to and from here."

(... if I can do that, I've been doing it since the beginning. If I talk to my sister, it'll be easy... maybe not.)

And waltz sighing inside.

Catalina too. Do you understand that,

"Really... I hope."

And, with a bitter smile, I said it in a way I didn't expect much.

"Really?"

"... about half"

"... Huh."

Though the Aya of the Word, Waltz accidentally spills a laugh at what was expected more than expected.

Then she finally decided to get down to business.

"Well. Catalina"

"Yes. What is it?

Catalina in an unusual waltz of expression.

Waltz then said, hands in hand, in a manner that worships Catalina.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry for all of a sudden, but could you come with me to Boreas today?

To the sudden request of Waltz... but Catalina returns the words without panic.

"... what about Leah?

"I'm going to leave it to Cortex and Tempo. Well, I think tempo's good enough... but she's not good enough to be trusted."

When Waltz squeals those words,

Bang!

"... you were listening, weren't you? Sister."

Tempo suddenly stuck to the "outside" of the glass window that separated the infirmary in half.

"SE, didn't you respond to the sensors?!

There is no such thing as hiding yourself from your sister's sensors.

"Kuh... hacking again... Besides, I can't believe they're invading the sensor system."

"At the earliest, your sister's security system is full of backdoors, right? No more manoeuvre armor, give up t... '

"Hmm. Dumb..."

It was when Waltz shrugged like that.

'Hmm?!

Suddenly I wondered if my tempered body had stretched with a pean.

"Or don't ask about the body..."

Vienna... Gashan...

She walked out of the infirmary in an irresistible way.

"Hmm... you're gonna have trouble getting people to think you can only hack tempo..."

Apparently, Waltz, on the other hand, hung the hack and forced him out.

With such a snort, to the waltz of how proud he was to win,

"... please keep it on track, right?

... Catalina turned to Jito's eyes.

"... yes"

A little, I don't know if it was very popular, waltz didn't think...

"So, what do you think? Could you come with me to Boreas? I need a specialist who knows more about Vixen geography and magic. And the emergency medical team."

"... you have no choice. It may not make sense to have me when it comes to fighting, but is that still good?

"... uh, yeah... I don't mind at all."

(With a cool face, you can kill demons in mass, but you can't fight. Which mouth... well, come on)

Thus Waltz succeeded in soliciting comfortable helpers.

... Yes, I need help saving Eve, who's been kidnapped because of his own inaction.