Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Casa, casa...

Phew...

Tons of bugs arriving simultaneously toward Teresa making a distasteful noise. Nevertheless, their aim was not Theresa, who can only use certain magic and does not have that much magic. Their destination seemed to be -- drying and distilling equipment.

"Pfft... looks like you're here, huh?

Teresa smiles with a niggling grin when she sees the bugs arriving towards her. Apparently, the bugs showed up just like she muscled.

The drying and distillation equipment that was directly next to such Teresa, by her, had only been slightly modified. The part that hits the exit was connected to something like the end material of the hose, and the exit location had been changed. Wherever it was extended —— it was inside the device.

The modified apparatus had two characteristics. Alternatively, it might be more appropriate to say "device status”.

The first is that the bugs in the apparatus were dried, and the components of the odor that arose from them kept coming out of the exit. And the other thing, as mentioned earlier, was that there was a fire in it.

To put it in detail, there are other things - such as ditches being dug to surround the device, its grooves connecting to the outside, or obstacles being installed around it that limit insect entry…. Seems to have been devised in a variety of ways.

And finally, that's when it came.

Casa, casa...

Some of the bugs survived the obstacles set up by Teresa, and some of them reached the tip of the metal hose.

But because the tip of the hose was a twitchy surface, the bugs couldn't stay there... He fell straight into the armpit.

Ju...... Bo!

—— and burned up.

While you're doing that, try to follow the second, the third, and then--

Juh... Juh... Bobby!

—— and seems to have fueled itself.

"It looks like there's more to it than I thought." Half (...) Infinite engine, it's done!/(adj-na, adv-to) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

"... Dear Teresa? I may have one thing to ask you..."

"Mm-hmm? What?

"... heartbreak, maybe not?

"Fugu...!... okay? Miss Eve. When I say live... I mean always fight troubles. Like this one, even if it breaks my heart, it's --"

"But you could have been laughing suspiciously, right? I may not have looked heartbroken..."

".................. Ngu! Now it hurts my heart......!

That said, retarded heartache (?) Theresa gives a stuffy response to.

In contrast to her, Eve and Beatrice seemed to have turned an indescribable gaze --

"... well, maybe that's what I'll do"

"... right"

--When we both said that and sighed, we didn't pursue it any further. If it had not been for Theresa, we both seemed to understand that it might have been ourselves who had been attacked by worms.

"Well, for a while now, I won't get rid of the bugs, but you're gonna burn on your own."

"But... Dear Teresa?

"What? Is there anything else?

"The flow of the bugs... there may never be any sign of stopping..."

"What is this... if I leave it like this, it won't overflow with bugs and burn every single one of these barns?

"Pfft... there's no drain. I think about it."

That's what Theresa said, a long patterned shovel that was on the spot (Scoop?) in hand...... They began to scratch the bugs that burned and became ashes and accumulated in them into the trenches that they had dug around the device. Apparently, the groove I was digging around the device was for discarding ashes.

"Why don't we just run the water down here and it'll flow out into the waterway with every ash?... clogged?

"You weren't thinking that far..."

"I don't think it floats in the water when it's completely ashed... but if it burns halfway through, it should float in the water, so I think it flows like that without clogging. Well, I can't deny the possibility of getting stuck ahead of us... but there won't be a problem with the Dorsey River.... Miss Eve? You may think the river is dirty, but it doesn't flush anything that's hard to break down like chemicals, so the environmental impact isn't huge. Aren't you misunderstanding that?

"... it may not sound like an excuse, but if Master Teresa says so... you might believe (kang fu, what...?

That's what I said, Eve staring at Teresa. Still, seeing as there was no cloudy appearance on Teresa's face, there seemed to be no lie or falsehood in her words.

Then again, Teresa and the others, who for a while fueled the worm, dried the worm, and used its smell to continue to attract the worm, seemingly burying the worms as the three of us took turns scratching the ash and storing it in the ditch, flushing it with water on a regular basis —— repeating the task.

And a few minutes later.

Something like whether the sky starts to whiten anymore ——

"I'm back now!

"I'm back!

"I'm back (I can't escape......)"

—— It appears that the three Sacubas have returned from felling trees in the woods.

And the other ——

"It's just... is that...?

--It looks like Randy, the resident of this house, has also returned home.

However, somehow she seemed to be dressed a little strangely.

"I'm sorry, Lord Randy. Hey, I had to make a wood vinegar solution to get rid of insects, so let me go up without permission... why are you dressed like that..."

Look at that outfit of Randy, Teresa frowning.

Because Randy, who was ahead of her gaze ——

"... uh... what can I say..." puffy

—— For some reason, he was dressed as a man.