Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

After the men of Mid-Eden departed the city of Rice.

Waltz, who had returned to Energia's ship, had been in contact with certain figures.

"... so"

"'Eh...'"

"No, I haven't said anything yet..."

As usual, Waltz said he omitted the explanation, but did he preface it, the ones on the other side of the radio who show a desperate reaction? Such girlfriends —— Sylvia and Lisa at the Intelligence Agency seemed to be able to anticipate the next word Waltz would say.

Namely ——

'Can't you come over here yet?!

"Senior Sylvia and I both have withdrawal symptoms, right?!

—— Waltz hasn't come to Boreas yet.

"He said he's getting withdrawal symptoms... what?

"Whatever you do, you don't get it anymore... you're drawing a sketch of Master Waltz when you realize it"

"You look very much alike, don't you? Sylvia senior sketch. I already thought it was real when I first saw it. '

"Oh, yes... Sylvia, do you usually carry a sketchbook or something to draw?

'No, the ground, the windows, Master Ardelheit's clothes and heels...'

"Hey, what's the last thing... I mean, what's going on over there..."

'Right...... in a nutshell, Master Waltz is one color. Well, now (...) remains (...), only in the mansion...'

"... if I don't go that way, I might go outside the mansion, right?

"'... hehehehe...'"

and silvia and lisa laughing suspiciously in some breathtaking way. Apparently the two are retaliating for being left behind by Waltz for a long time (?) as a protest (?) Looks like you're going to wake up.

In contrast to those two, Waltz mouths them like this in a sigh.

"... no? You think I'm really sorry? So right now, I'm just getting ready to go that way in a hurry. But I just need two more days. I have to catch a giant macrophage..."

"Um... Master Waltz? Isn't that a little too much of a joke?

'That's right. I can't believe macrophages get huge......'

"No, I'm surprised, too. So there's a big macrophage on top of the world tree? That's why they're attacking the Alborosa people indiscriminately. Oh, yeah. Sylvia and Lisa, try to get rid of macrophages r"

"'I can't!

"Well right...... So, that's why I'm going to collect some macrophages from now on, and then I'm going to go that way. Can't you do that?

That waltz proposition--

'.................. ok. But if you hadn't come after two days, instead of the mansion, you'd be spreading Waltz's sketch all over Boreas, right? Write WANTED...'

'I suck at pulling it up and going back that way!

—— and a pair of intelligence bureaucrats, reluctantly accepting.

Then, after a frivolous exchange, Waltz disconnected the wireless communication.

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Even while Waltz was in conversation with Sylvia and the others, Energia was flying through the sky. The destination is Mid-Eden. Once I got home, I had a few things to do.

On such a cafe terrace on board, Lucia and Teresa were blooming in some way.

"Mr. Hunter, I was wondering if you were okay?

"Do you care that the Hunter's face is dying —— no, he left with a burned-out face?

"Yeah...... I think I was drinking with Nike until near morning..."

With that said, Lucia turns her gaze to the seat that was at the window. Then there's the appearance of a notoriously black object holding a liquor bottle and poking it at my desk... Apparently she is drunk and falling asleep.

Teresa, who didn't know what it was, asked Lucia a question.

"I've always wondered... what is that? Are you a relative of Schwartz?

"Hmm, I don't know about that? Not close, not far? By the way, that guy's Mr. Nike, isn't he? We're going home to Mid-Eden together... I mean, Teresa, you've seen this once, haven't you? I was at Mr. Randy's liquor store, that white guy."

"White man...... no matter what you think, it's black now, isn't it?

"Yeah? The contents are white, right?

"Warm balls... no, it's nothing... Hmm... But Mid-Eden is getting more and more unusual..."

"Look in the mirror and say," Whoa? ♪ Come on ♪

"... well, it's better to be busy than quiet..." snort

And when Teresa is sighing...... I hear an onboard broadcast by a pair of energy.

"Uh, uh. Energy. Our ship will be landing shortly!

'Estimated time of arrival is 30 seconds from now. The view outside may be a big mess, but it's the way it always is, so don't worry about it!

What? Mr. Victor? "

"Do you want me to land normally?

"Yeah, you always do, don't you?

And ——

Dogowo!!

—— and a hull of energy that begins to plunge from the back into a cloud that spreads beneath your eyes. But still, there was no screaming from the (...) of Mi (...) d (...) e (...) de (...) n (...) because everyone was used to it already?

Yes, from the Mid-Eden people......