Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Hihihi, as I said, Atlas, who was alone in charge of a set of trial tools I had brought from the royal castle, and Cortex, who had a delightful look on his face as he turned a gaze like he saw a small animal against him, were somewhere soothing (?) After dropping him off from behind as he went back to the chancellor's office.

The two Waltz and Tempo returned to the underground large workshop before the royal castle staff came to work.

And when they get off the elevator, on the side of the energy that was moored underground, the figure of Silanui, a ghost girl who somehow kept working out Cancun and metal, enters her eyes.

"What are you making, that girl?

"From what I hear, you're trying to build a machete that you've lost, it looks like there were two of them, but both, they seem to have been taken away by The Grand Triangle of Summer. Oh, this is what your sister herself said. Did you get bogged down?

"No, no, the latter is not yet. The former is not what I said, is it? Or, if it's" The Grand Triangle of Summer, "Vega and Deneb don't go in there either... I don't know if Mr. Deneb is here, but..."

waltz to guard the surrounding space, saying.

Actually, as with Altair's name, he was wondering if the attack would just fly in because he whined... but apparently, there's no sign of it.

"... a pitiful (fuzzy) world, isn't it? Poor things to say, piles fly in without either..."

"Prohibition, should I say? Sounds good to have something like a prohibition book that collects those things. Next time you see something in the Royal Castle library, I'll put it in the music player and sneak it up to your sister's room."

"... yeah, it's fine because I'm not going back to the room except for cleaning, but that, how do you record it?

"Of course, I'll use Atlas"

A waltz that unexpectedly turns to the tempo of instant response.

Apparently for Tempo, Atlas is synonymous with sacrifice...

Then, satisfied to say what she wanted to say to Waltz, she finally disappeared to Catalina, where she would have resumed her research in the energy.

Then Waltz advances his legs again, approaching Silanui, who was taking a break while wiping the sweat off his forehead, throwing words slowly.

"... you're going to have a good time."

"Uh-huh?!

Whether it was because Waltz, with no footsteps, spoke from behind, or because he kept tapping metal but his ears were getting too far away for it... Syranui, unaware of Waltz's proximity, accidentally jumped out of the working chair he was sitting in.

"... are you okay?

"Wow, Master Waltz..."

Siranui looking at Waltz's face, relieved, caressing his chest with relief.

Then she tried to stay in the chair...

Of...

Dossin '!

"Huh?!

And, with his buttocks on, Silanui began to hold her own bum in pain.

When she stood up in momentum, unfortunately it did not appear to be under her buttocks, either because the chair she was sitting on was blowing off the spot.

Nevertheless, it shouldn't be that painful because Waltz did a shock buffer with gravity control... but if you look at the tears accumulating in Syranui's eye butt, maybe it was a bad hit...

"... something doesn't seem okay..."

"Yes, it's okay..."

Then, like a newborn deer, as she pulled, she stood up, this time finding a chair and safely lowering her hips there.

... but get up again soon.

"All the while, in front of Master Waltz, you can't just sit me down!

"No, you don't have to worry about that, but... yeah. So, should I sit down, too?

Having said that, he created a chair in a hologram, and then Waltz showed a bare gesture of sitting there.

Then, to go with it, Silanui sits on the chair herself.

In Waltz's case, the air chair was the same, but Syranui's seemed to be comfortable with it.

"So... from this early in the morning, I'm going to do a lot of hard work, right? If you're around a hunter, you work out in a different way.

And, by now, Waltz imagines what she would be like going into a nearby forest and chasing a tentacle dog or something.

Then Silanui said, holding down her slightly trembling hand and showing her a deceptive trick because she had been slapping the hammer all along.

"Uh, Grandpa... when I lived with my grandfather, I was working out in the morning. This is the right time to identify the metal to be red-hot, so say..."

"Hmm... That's exactly where the blacksmith is."

It seems that hearing such Waltz's words raised some doubts in Syranui.

"Um... Master Waltz? How does Master Waltz know about blacksmiths? The same goes for my eyes, but they also seem to have an understanding of the ratio of metal formulations and tools..."

"Right..."

Waltz thinking about how far he talks against Syranui after he squeals like that.

Needless to say, she knows about blacksmiths... not that.

It's just information that was in the database that was in her, in the knowledge bang to repair herself.

Or something like a dictionary of technology in the modern world, I suppose...

Needless to say, that information does not belong in this world.

How far can I disclose that against Syranui...

Waltz was worried about it.

Especially if you think about Silanui's, its rare (and rare) dexterity, poorly divulging knowledge, it's like a flame on gunpowder, and she must start absorbing all sorts of knowledge at once or creating something new.

After sorting out that background and the situation... Waltz started talking slowly.

"... do you know that Silanui... I'm not from this world?

"Uh... yes. I hear rumors. I've never heard it in person before."

"... yes. So, if I told you, in that world, it was full of technology. Like the magic of this world, right?

"Is the technology...?

"That's right. There are ships like energy out there that are just as obvious and can fly to the other side of the sky? Of course, not only the big ones, but the small particles that make up this world are skillfully used to write letters, to create small machines that operate in creatures... I come from a world full of technology."

"... something like a gaga story"

"... to me, this world with magic seemed more like a gay tale..."

Two people laughing at each other after saying that.

"I come from that world, so I'm somewhat familiar with blacksmithing and manufacturing knowledge."

"... are you really, to some extent, level? It just looks exactly like God to me, but..."

And Silanui turned her attention not only to the energy that was in front of her, but also to the melting furnaces and elevators made by Waltz and to the huge hatches on the ceiling.

"... yeah. If you don't weigh yourself down, you can't help it if they say so..."

Apparently, Waltz, when he came here, finally got to one end of the cause of himself being treated like a god...

"Oh, speaking of waltz"

As Waltz turned his vain (depressed) gaze in the direction of the day after tomorrow, he opened his mouth as if Syranui had remembered something.

"Example folding crane, done, what do you want to do?

"Ah..."

"... uh... anything?

"Yeah. Never mind..."

As for why Waltz solidified in Syranui's words... well, you'll know without saying it.

"Then could you just show me?

"Yes. Pleasure!

Thus the waltz is the finished Chiba crane (?) and went with Silanui to her room to make sure.