Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Mm...? I feel like the room is leaning because the wound on my heart is too big..."

A heartless word received from the judges in a sweet contest (?) After being damaged, Teresa came back to the chancellor's office in Royal Castle and looked unfaithful sleeping on a couch that was too big for her to change even if she fell asleep.

When she wakes up at night like that, fuzzy eyes... and turns on the lights inside the chancellor's office, it seems natural that there's a different world... the whole room is leaning... and attacked by such discomfort.

"Cake (?) I may have gotten drunk with a little mixed fruit liquor when I tried it... Snuggle up, snuggle up... ask Cole later and have him cuddle up!

Slightly fluttering, or the world shaking... trapped by that feeling, Theresa opened the muddy water into a glass from the water drain that was at her desk and poured it into her mouth.

Then she sits on a tired reclining seat that was moving to a corner of the room for some reason, and she tries to hold onto that seat that's going to slip on her own and stick it to her desk in the chancellor's office somehow...

At that time, I inadvertently open the drawer of the desk where my hand was hooked.

"... hmm? What is this..."

Teresa tilts her head when she realizes that some unfamiliar thick envelope is in her drawer.

"What if... this is the old man who asks the world...? ♪ To

The modern world, a different world for her, you hear from Waltz and Cortex occasionally.

Remembering the stories of the customs taking place there, Teresa seems to have caught her mouth.

... Well, if we're going to talk about possibilities, it should be more likely to be a love letter that has become an endangered species in the modern world...

Incidentally, banknotes do not exist in the currency in circulation in this world.

So if it's inside as an old ball, it should only be one slice of paper like a check... in which case it wouldn't make sense to put multiple checks, so it wouldn't be thicker.

Rather, a bunch of invoices, is it more realistic to say?

... but the contents of the envelope didn't seem to be a check, a love letter, and a bunch of invoices.

"... an ultra-thin monitor?

Theresa looks at the (...) bunch of paper (...) that came out in bulk as a result of turning the envelope upside down and mouths that sentiment.

The paper seemed to depict in detail the faces I knew and the strange scenery... it seemed to her that the paper looked like a high-performance monitor installed on the walls of an Energia bridge.

... Needless to say, this paper is a photograph.

"You put this stuff in your desk... wasn't it Cole?

Apparently, Teresa came to think that the photograph... was the work of Homunculus, who looked the same as herself, who was always developing tools for the magical guidance system that she didn't quite understand during her executive duties.

Then she slowly glances at the picture.

"... hmm. Cut the view as you see it... but did you say the name of the tool is Camera...? I think Kohl cut it off, even with the view.... Nevertheless, I wonder why all the strange expressions of Atlas and Miss Eve have been cut off..."

Tied up with red strings, Holstein in a state of immobility... Atlas of how he is fighting the Totoro Minotaur.

Eve in a maid pointing a made-up look at the camera as she walked freaked out through the cave, upside down with all her hair... unspeakable in words, because of her surprise from behind.

Others, such as Silanui, who turns a trance (like this) look on his sword where he thinks he is a musketeer, and Fei Long, who dyes bright red around his mouth about what he ate... Teresa narrowed her eyes looking at the picture of those who accompanied him on his Cortex vacation earlier being cut with the view.

"... the next time I go, my concubine wants to go too..."

Sometimes this is a Cortex vacation, and he's also an influencer (?) I couldn't take a break at the same time, so Teresa was leaving a message in the King's Capital... but it seemed like she wanted to go, too, seeing the fellow weird-faced people in the picture.

And that's when.

Gacha...

There was no knock, and the closet in the room opened and Julia appeared out of it.

Apparently, she came from a room with intelligence connected in the back of the closet.

"Hmm? I didn't know you didn't have a knock. Isn't that a long time ago? Julia."

Theresa bumps a natural question against her when she shows up.

... yes.

This is the room of the President of the National Assembly, the head of this country.

There should be no disrespect for any number of people, except for waltz, which is standard in behavior from time to time, and some of our bystanders (?) It would not be an exaggeration to say special room.

Well, externally, we're talking about...

But despite the fact that the master of such a room was awesome in half the joke, Julia didn't care at all... somehow, she raised her voice the other way.

"Hey, what are you doing!

"... Huh?

What are you... doing, Chancellor?, worried about whether to say... but without putting it in your mouth, Teresa tilting her neck.

The reason she stumbled on her mouth seemed to be that Julia's appearance was strangely panicky.

"There is no one else in the royal castle!? Master Teresa, hurry up!

"... what?

"Fine!

That's when Julia tried to grab Teresa's hand...

Zuzuzuzuzuzuzu...

Theresa's sitting reclining seat slowly began to slide laterally.

This seat must have been electric... When did you remodel it, you cor... "

"Huh? What are you talking about? Anyway, look!

And Julia, half forced, grabbed Teresa's hand.

"Something... I miss it. This is how Julia takes my hand..."

"No, Master Teresa! If you're saying something like that flag, you're really gonna die, aren't you?

"... Huh? What the hell..."

And it was the moment Teresa rose out of her chair, in the form of a hand drawn to Julia.

Gogogogogo...!!

The whole royal castle leaned clearly, and everything that was inside the chancellor's office began to move sideways...

Theresa finally seemed to realize that things were going to be terrible.

"Huh... Excuse me, would you?

That's what Julia said and Teresa... when she hugs a real princess, she uses mysterious magic like phantom magic...

Dogowong!!

And not hesitating, he blew a window leading to the terrace and flew outside, using the black wing that was on his own back.

"Uh... isn't something too surprising just now?

"No, you have no idea what's going on! I don't think so, do I? The one who takes the princess of one country away from the castle..."

"Hmm... I don't know what you're talking about, but maybe that's more or less what you're talking about. Well, look at that."

That's what I said, Julia hovering in the air and looking back at the royal castle that just jumped up.

Then there...

Gogogogogo...

and the appearance of the royal castle collapsing as it raised sand and dust was illuminated by the great moon floating in the sky...

Seeing large, green pipe-like objects everywhere eating into a crumbling royal castle... apparently, the roots of giant plants that grew near the king's capital have destroyed the royal castle.

Look at that, Teresa, how you're losing your word.

Against her like that, Julia...

"... I guess in my heart"

I groaned so briefly, without saying any extra words.

Well...

"Hmm?! I made it, the horizontally opposed 12-cylinder 12000cc demon turbo engine is ruined! It's B12, right? B12! And turbo!

"Ha..."

... Apparently Teresa is not shocked by the very fact that the Royal Castle has collapsed...

Then when I came down to the ground, Julia informed me that the evacuation of the citizens and staff who were inside the royal castle was complete.

As far as Julia's story was concerned, apparently Teresa kept sleeping without anyone coming to call for evacuation... and without noticing, because she slept softly hidden on the couch.

But when I woke up, I turned on the lights in the room, and it stopped in Julia's eyes, who was making final confirmation of the evacuation... and seemed lucky to have been helped.

I was unlucky, maybe I should say... but I succeeded in getting out without getting hurt, so I'd say I was lucky as a result.

"Huh... My house is gone."

After descending onto the ground in the courtyard of the royal castle, Teresa drops her shoulders disappointingly as she sighs loudly at the appearance of the crumbling royal castle.

Seen from the air because it wasn't realistic, or now it seems to be attacked by mental damage.

The first time I spoke to her like that... was waltz, the cause of this.

"... sorry. Teresa... Maybe I'm the cause..."

"... why isn't Waltz apologizing?

"It's that big plant seed... maybe the one I brought back from Boreas. But you left it somewhere, and it looks like it sprouted... Really, I'm sorry..."

"That's what happened..."

Theresa listened to Waltz's confession, and after giving her a convincing look... she said this without, however, making a statement that would pursue her responsibilities.

"... doesn't that mean, building a new castle, right?

"Yeah... I'm going to make it work..."

Theresa said, "Naturally? Waltz responding, dropping her shoulder, as she did, feeling like it contained a 'sub audio.

Theresa then shook her head somehow and then said:

"No, it doesn't have to be the same since this time. Because there's nothing untrained or thoughtful about the shape of the original castle. Besides... it's a castle that fell out on its own once. I don't care what you do, Waltz!

"... are you sure?

"... would it be helpful to have a personal room for concubines, a hobby room and... if possible, a workshop dedicated to myself?

"Um... that's probably not a problem..."

Theresa and Waltz smile bitterly at each other for saying so.

In Teresa's case, maybe it wasn't a bitter laugh... it was a pure laugh.

"... yes. So, come on, let's get this rebuilt going, shall we?

"What... How about we rush to work a lot?

"Um, I have a lot of problems... Cortex rooms, Cortex rooms, Cortex rooms..."

"... I mean, essentially, you've blown up Cole's room, so you're afraid of what Cole's gonna do later..."

"... yeah."

And when the two of them are interacting like that, from far away...

"... sister ~"

Smiling nicely, I could see Cortex approaching the two of us, dragging Atlas like a borough rag.

How can Eve, who is a maid, follow behind that with some protest...

"Ugh, if you do it! Well, that's why you left Cortex's response to Teresa, right?

"Eh... yes, no, that would be nice..."

"Bye! I'm coming!

And Waltz disperses with Soxoxa from the spot.

"... not at all, waltz has trouble..."

Then I dropped off Waltz's hindsight as he fled in a hurry, and then managed to get a horrible smile from the front, like the Demon King of Cortex, without (yes) to it...

In addition to the Cortex, Teresa seemed to have a mountain of overtime jobs, such as dealing with the Wang people and checking the safety of the staff, even as the night deepened.

... but I couldn't stop grinning at her expression like that... because I'm sure the similarly grinning peers in the picture were now right around the corner to surround themselves...