"And I thought I was going to die..."

"mk2? Didn't you just say it was okay if they sucked you in, or something?

"Yeah...... But I still can't..."

"What the hell are you two talking about..."

The swordsmen who have changed the blood phase told me to stop the blower, and Waltz, who obeyed it very much. Then, out of the duct where the fan was installed, the energy mk2 crawled out in a guttural fashion. After all, she seemed to be caught up in fans, as the swordsmen expected.

The mk2 that crawled out, with a tired look on his face, said something like the beginning at the opening...... He had something to say to the swordsman against her like that, and he said this in a bit of anger.

"mk2! I told you to be careful not to get caught up in all that. I was worried about you with mk1, right?

In the device, the advice spoken by the swordsman. The swordsman seemed unable to hide his anger against the energy mk2, which took the form of total disregard for it.

By contrast, even the mk2 seemed to know that well...... She doesn't have any excuse--

"I'm sorry..." Shin

—— and honestly apologized.

"Stop suddenly being gone, will you?

"Yeah...... I can't leave Mr. Victor anymore..."

That's what I said, energy mk2 disputed by the sarcasm and hugged by the swordsman's arm.

Then mk1, who was watching how it was, raised his protest as he swelled his cheeks.

"Hey, mk2! Wouldn't you like to hug Mr. Victor or not get inside reflecting on him? 'Pussy

"But I, if I worked in that room and didn't grab something, I'd be in the wind again? Unlike mk1, my body, it's not big..."

'That might be true... but other than Mr. Victor, there's something to grab, isn't there?

For example?

"Uh... um..."

mk2 asks me an example, desperate and thought-provoking mk1. Having thought about whether there was anything to grab in the device, she didn't seem to think of anything to grasp properly, other than burning litter or fuel wood, and the continuation of the words didn't seem to come out inside.

Look at that, mk2 is ——

If not, I guess we'll just have to stick to Mr. Victor, won't we? ♪ To do ♪

—— and I say so with my face floating...

The swordsman who was listening to the exchange had some thoughts, and he said this to mk2.

"... mk2? I know you want to stick with me. But then, it's just gonna be a spoil... for one day today, we're gonna stick to mk1 and act."

As soon as I heard that--

"" Eh... ""

—— and two girls who mouth and solidify (?). Not only is mk2 uncomfortable with that word of the swordsman, but also the mk1 who has taken the form of being caught up.

Seeing those two reactions, the swordsman gave a rugged look and mouthed his thoughts.

"Ready? Both of you. You are sisters who are neither older nor younger. We are sisters and sisters to each other. So, when one of you is suffering, the other is there to support it, right? This time, it is mk2 who will suffer from punishment... mk1 wants you to do it personally and with support"

'Yeah...... If that's what Mr. Victor would say......'

"And? mk1. I want you to think about it. If you hadn't seen mk2, what would have happened?

"What if I hadn't seen mk2? Mm-hmm... I'm talking about mk2, so I'll be right back with Mr. Victor... ahhh?!

………… ♪ Biku ♪

'Cause you'll never take your eyes off me!

That's what I said, about the fairy-like sisters who were flying nearby ——

Gassi!

—— and mk1 to catch with both hands. The appearance is that of a child with a new toy. Nevertheless, there, there seemed to be no curiosity.

mk2 on the other hand, when it comes to ——

"Mr. Victor, what are you saying?!/(adv, adv-to) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

--In mk1's hands, he still had a crying look on his face. To her, it may have felt betrayed by a swordsman.

Guess what, swordsman adds words.

"mk2? As I was saying, I need you to reflect on that for one day today, okay?

"Ugh..."

"Well, it's not like you're going away, so don't be so depressed.... but. if mk1 doesn't go somewhere, we're talking about?

"mk1! Never, ever let a fan suck you in, huh?!

"It's not mk2, so it's not..."

That's what I said, energy mk1 pointing a frightened glance at the sisters who were in my hands.

Then that's when.

Waltz, who was there, accidentally said this.

"I'm sorry I seem to interrupt when I'm interacting with you amicably... something, doesn't it smell?

"'What...'"

"............"?

"I don't know... the smell of burning..."

The swordsmen, listening to the words of Waltz who spoke so, were there at the same time, looking toward the ”". Then there's the violent momentum, the appearance of a bright black smoke blowing out...

Apparently, in the gap where the swordsmen looked away, the fire was turning on the wood that was burning in the jaws, and it was starting to burn with considerable firepower.