Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Mr. Victor! It's finally back to normal. Really, what are those rats... '

"............" Pocahontas

'Potato said it before, but it was true that it would interfere with people being in their shape, wasn't it?

"............" Pocahontas

………… What's the matter with you? Mr. Victor? '

From the swordsman I was holding, suspicious that nothing had responded, I looked up at his face, leaning my neck less (...) woman (...).

The swordsman who watched her like that with his eyes round finally opens his mouth after coming here......

The words that came out of his mouth seemed unexpected to the girl there.

"Oh, you... energy... are you?!

'What? Ugh, yeah... energy...?

and you didn't know what that word meant, the energy of leaning your neck.

That's right.

She was indisputable and energetic.

Its consciousness and memory were identical to those of her before she lost her dependent turbomolecular pump.

But it looked like it was different from the energy the swordsman knew.

"............... smaller?

The energy to hear that word and start stroking your own body desperately.

And from the height of the swordsman who was sitting on the floor, I guessed his height.

"Wow, what is this height?!

Her current height seemed smaller than Lucia's, than Eve's, and even Rosemary's.

Specifically around 110 cm......

Exactly, literally, she was a toddler.

Apparently, using only the sword the swordsman had in his hand and the micromachines that comprised the armor, he reconstituted his body with an absolutely small amount of micromachines, which he could not return to his original height.

In particular, even if I returned to my original appearance, I only have Lucia and Theresa's height (140cm)...

Well, as for that anyway.

"Energy...... energy!!

Gasi...... Grr!

and the swordsman, who brings momentum to the energy that appeared in front of him, much smaller.

In contrast, when Energia gives herself up...

"Mr. Victor......" Poop

And, for some reason, I blush, I look up at the swordsman's face, and I close my eyes...

The swordsman's act shortly afterwards did not seem to be what Energia would expect.

"You make me worry!!

Grrrr!

"Phew?!

When the furious swordsman grabbed Energia's cheek with both hands, he pulled it to the side.

It's like cheese or something...

Her cheeks, although made of micromachines, didn't seem painless.

"If you can't go back to people, why didn't you just try to sign them? You said you couldn't go back to where you were, but you could have done something. We were all worried, weren't we?

"Ehhh (eh)... Hmm (yeah)...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"It's good because you were safe... but don't do anything to make me worry anymore. I... I didn't know what to do anymore.

and a swordsman who kept his energetic cheeks pulled aside sitting on his lap, saying so and then sighing heavily.

Energy, on the other hand, can't say anything...

Just a tear on Ururu and his eyeballs (?) Seems to have only been able to store.

Have you been gradually pathetic about her in such reflection......

The swordsman let go of his hand and smiled.

He didn't say anything.

Guh......

Seems to have just quietly embraced the energy.

At that time, it goes without saying what happened to the energy.

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Then, after the look on Energia's face went back to normal.

The swordsman stood up and looked into the space where the pump was missing.

With a hand much smaller than usual, he threw this question at Energia, who was holding his own hand.

"Energy, by the way? You, what have you been up to the last week?

Meanwhile, Energia has a meaningful grin...

And thus saith he unto the swordsman:

"Mr. Victor, you know my core was here, right?

"Ah...... You managed to say pump, didn't you?

'Does that mean it's gone...?

"No way you...... are you going to die?!

"And you're not gonna die, are you? I'm not... I've never been that far from where the pump is... do you mean it's gone?

And the energy of how you're tired of not going to say the answer.

The swordsman knew from the start what kind of answer she expected like that and pretended not to know...

To the boulder, repeated over and over again, he mouthed an answer, like, how he felt the energy would bend his navel.

"Maybe... you mean you're free to go anywhere without being tied to the pump place?

'Yeah, you're right! Now you can travel with Mr. Victor, right? Happy?'

"Ooh (I'm glad... you've said something before, we've been traveling together, haven't we?

"It's me... I wanted to go to different places with Mr. Victor, didn't I? Not only the town here, but all sorts of other towns, villages, caves. I care about people's eyes and fly this ship... I don't know if that's enough. '

"... right"

"But from now on, you can always be with Mr. Victor, right? 'Cause there's nothing left to keep me tied up here anymore.'

And energy that speaks happily.

Then.

One big question seems to have come to mind among the swordsmen who were listening to it.

"But... then how can Energia be showing up here when she's lost her core?

The energy I hear about it, I end up talking like this.

'Mm-hmm... I don't know!

"... right"

After all, what was this noise...

The swordsman seems to have accidentally held his head in front of the energy he replied with a full grin.

Whatever.

It's no different that the commotion has converged......

He exhaled a deep sigh, neither because of relief, nor because of fright, nor because of fatigue.

… except.

The energy was similarly relieved, though I couldn't say.

"By the way... I don't think getting away from this ship means getting the energy to say it's magic or power... is that okay?

'Yeah. Like Potato is doing, if you use a lot of micromachines to build a machine called "Hadaken"...... ahhh.'

... thus.

Her prospects are that she collapsed brittle or didn't leave......