Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Um... me, in Sasaki..."

"What?... Oh, I'm sorry. What I did seems to have given me the wrong name..."

A hunter who is desperate to elucidate in strange air.

Next door, like her, Waltz, who couldn't remember the witch's name, eh, forgot her name?, even with the look on his face...

(Nice, Mr. Hunter! Please keep telling me your name! So, Sasaki, someone with a very Japanese name, was in the village of Ark...)

... 180 degrees on the inside, seemed to think differently.

Nevertheless, it seems that in the words of her own house… i.e., the person who lives next to the workshop in the village of Alk, it turns out who she is.

In other words, the witch in front of her seems to be the woman Waltz was pushed into the same cage as her when she was captured as a witch herself by the National Church in Mid-Eden.

I don't remember waltz teaching her anything like that... but at least she remembered that while she was away, she had been entrusted with the simple management of Alk's village workshop (ground part).

It would not be an exaggeration to say that you cannot remember such a thing about them… as early as possible, beyond irresponsible boundaries.

Even as Waltz remembered his memories about them... the hunter's struggle (damned) continued.

"Next to Waltz's house means... oh, living with those two witches..."

"Yes, it is. Have you finally remembered? Actually, Sophie's coming to this city with you, right?

"Oh well..."

The names still didn't seem to match, but as for the witch's qualities, the hunter seemed to start remembering them step by step.

In that context where the hunter was trying to somehow fix the air on the field with such an exchange… for some reason Waltz had his head again.

(... wait a minute, eh? Sophie...... Sophie...... Maybe that's the name Sophia, was that the name? I don't remember it at all...)

Searching her own database, instead of her name, didn't even seem to come up with the name of her other party, Sophia... Waltz seemed to be deepening the confusion by circling over the question of who the woman in front of her was.

For this minute, even if I hear her own name in person, I wonder if, after all, I'm likely not able to recall the association between her face and her name.

... Well, the truth is that neither of us has ever heard their names before can be the root cause of that...

Waltz is the poker face as usual (?) while floating around, beside it bothering my head about something I can't do like that...... when a hunter who felt like he would suffer an extra burn one of these days, finally raised his white flag and started thinking about asking his name in person.

"... oops. It's time for us to go back because we have business to attend to."

"You can't, can you? Reese, is it rude to forget a person's name?

After seeing the clock that was on the wall of the room, the Countess and the Countess took their seats with such mouths to each of them.

Even if the response to the Magi Mouse was a paragraph, there still seemed to be a lot to do for the two of them, including the disappearance of the junction protecting the city from demons and the response to the adventurers gathered from all over the world who are in the city.

By the way......

Guess from Madame's words, she, the hunter's mother of fruit, seemed to know from a fairly early stage that her daughter could not recall the witch's name and was confused.

However, seeing as that lady and the Count didn't put the witch's name in her mouth... maybe the two people who invited her here have forgotten her name...

Against those two...... Waltz asked with a slightly sorry look on his face.

"Still... you're busy?

The two busy people… i.e., it was obvious that they had a cause.

With that in mind, Waltz seemed to think that even one of her apologies should be kept... from which the earlier words never came out of her mouth.

No way, I'll help, and the budget instead of compensation had already been decided to be delivered extra, so if she couldn't say anything more, she couldn't do anything.

You guessed that... The Count and Lady turned back to Waltz with a bitter smile as they opened the door to the room.

"… there is no other way to cooperate in national causes than to be a lord. No way, just sitting on the couch and flirting doesn't mean the money's coming down from nowhere."

"It's not a bad idea to go back to the front line once in a while, so don't worry too much about Master Waltz. I haven't had two tripods with my husband in a long time, because it's like.... hey? You?"

"Right...... Catherine."

"Er... yes. Take care..."

Waltz worried about what kind of look to give to two people who disappeared outside the room with the pink air, in front of their own eyes, with their arms together.

The hunter also looked at her parents like that and looked at her face bright red with a twinkle of an eyebrow... even for her daughter, she seemed to feel embarrassed about the actions of her parents.

It's just... at that time, I'm not at all sure why I was gazing at the chilly-waltz guy while showing him how to grab something...

... That's how the waltzes came out of the gate of the Count's mansion a line.

For once, since it is also the hunter's home, there should be no problem in slowing down any longer… Just as the Counts are busy, the waltzes were not free either.

If you think about the area south of South Fortress, where the Magi Mouse still live a lot, you have a lot to do, as if it were a mountain.

… in short, increased production and spraying of micromachines.

Especially if waltz......

(Well... what should I do? I can't remember the name of this witch...)

It seemed to haunt my mind about a major problem that had not yet been solved, rather than at the micromachine......

As for Waltz, who had an unnatural unnatural look on his face because he was thinking about it...... he was struck by despair because Inari sushi couldn't be bought and kept quiet so far (?) Lucia opens her mouth.

"Sister... you're thinking weird again, aren't you?

"... you know?

"Yeah...... Sister, could..."

"No? Lucia, if you say anything more, you won't be able to recover what you can..."

"Ugh, yeah...... But it's already... isn't it too late?

"... Huh?

Then Waltz turned his face toward the witch in a frivolous motion.

Then there...

".................. Guru" Uluru

There's a witch who saved tears all over her eyes......

"Or, possibly, Master Waltz... have you forgotten my name?

"What, no, um... uhh, yeah..."

…………

Waltz admits he can't remember his name as a result of being stuffed by a witch.

As a result, the air in the field seems to have once again been caught in a subtle atmosphere.

The witch's reaction, despair, will run out of words.

To those who respected me, I learned that I had forgotten my name... and that is how it is.

The hunter's reaction was not stunning... but appeasement, was.

Or you might say that you are happy to find your people...

Is Lucia's reaction satisfactory?

For her, who spends a lot of time with her sister in action, it seemed even more so now.

And finally, in the case of Eve...

"... ah. You may have found it, Osenberg!

... it seemed too usual and I didn't even care.

Then Eve suggested to Lucia, who was nearby, that the strange air she was able to get around would also be back to normal after a while.

"Hey, Lucia? Why don't you come with me to the barbecue shop if you like?

"Huh? What's the sudden matter?

"Something tells me it feels like a training ground, and you can't help it if we're here? Besides, you might be calling me."

… it should be noted that direct translation of the word decreased my stomach, is

"Hmm... right. Yeah, okay?

Then Lucia turned to her sister, whose eyes were swimming, the happy hunter, and the witch, who was still about to spill tears like a waterfall, and then said:

"Sister? Hey, Eve, you want to go shopping?... Really, I have to apologize to Mr. Amber, right?

……

And Lucia freshens up and afterwards the spot, waving her yellow and white tail as usual.

Against her like that, everyone except Eve, who was next door, seemed to be turning a stunned glance... but Lucia never seemed to know that...