It's a room with a cathedral.
Satooki, who was facing documents lined up at the desk with a pen in one hand, stopped his hand at the same time as the knocking noise echoed in the room.
Stand up and open the door yourself.
It was Echidna who peeked his face out of the gap.
"Oh, I'm so annoyed with your hands, I'm not sneaky."
From her voice, I can't tell if that's genuine or a social dictionary.
Even Satooki is such a bottomless woman that she occasionally remembers the chill.
"Uncle Shit"
Rocking her blonde hair and white coat, she walked into the room.
Looking around, I point my mouth a little dissatisfied.
"It's still a big room for nothing. Wow."
Saying, Echidna sat down on a sofa for visitors.
"Don't tell me that, it's too much for me."
Satooki, too, sits on the couch across from her.
"So, did anything change in the situation?
In a straightforward inquiry, Echidna put her index finger on her cheek and showed her a troubling trick: "Mmm."
All that is done is bruising.
It's the type that women seem to hate especially, but that doesn't mean that special men like it.
And it's not acting either.
That was the state of Echidona's vegetables.
She said after plenty of haste, deliberately creating a troubled face.
"Maria has escaped. Wow."
"... huh? That woman is a total loser, too."
Hearing about the escape doesn't look like Satooki was surprised.
It's like I expected it from the beginning.
"Are you sure you don't want to catch me?
"I don't mind, is she a hero too?
"But in case anything happens to Childrens..."
"Just ask them to sacrifice, like them then. It's funny to fall either way."
To his plain words, Echidna laughed in an upbeat mood as she slightly blushed her cheeks.
Without hesitation judgment, and an exploratory mind for boring desires - that's why she decided to follow Satooki.
"Kings and popes are still Origin captives, queens are obsessed with their sons and another man, and no, this is like a decision already made. Wow, hey, Holiness?
"How many times can I say that I feel fast"
"It's decided, but it's a hundred million bucks to keep calling it"
"I won't be alarmed, not until everything fits well. I don't make the same mistakes as my father."
"If so, are you glad you cut the pipe with the Demons? I wish I had left all that behind."
Satooki laughs with his nose.
Such things, they say - they don't need it for their hegemony.
"To me, the Demons are enemies. Nothing more or less. Like Fedoro, we don't imitate the use of tiny tiny pieces and origins."
"Oh, it's masculine. Wow."
Echidna laughs like a tear.
I'm already used to her words and actions that she can't grasp.
Satooki gently flushed, clamping his expression and declaring.
"First, we need to gather the actors who deserve to climb the stage. That man will help you at best, 'cause he's been sprinkling seeds for it."
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The next morning, when Flam woke up earlier than Milkit, he went out first.
And when I open the post - there's already an envelope in there.
"Two days in a row, it doesn't seem like a prank."
Envelope material is the same as yesterday.
When I opened it on the spot and checked the paper inside, it was still marked - 'Three more days'.
But this time, besides that, the text is written.
"We walk straight towards one mark, no grit in chopping off branches......?
"What the hell?"
From behind the flam that reads it out, a man makes a face all the time.
"Wow!?
She accidentally nearly fell to the front, dropping the letter to the ground.
When he picked it up, he stared seriously at the text.
"Fram, are you blackmailing me?
"Mr. Linus!
"I'm sorry to surprise you, I was so obsessed with you that I noticed."
"Long time no see, but why early this morning?
Linus answers Flam's simple question with a bitter smile.
"I was just checking first to see if this is really Fram's home. Then I just accidentally bowled it up. Hang on, what's happened since I got to such a fine house and got out of the party?
It'll be a long time if we tell you how it went, plus there's something Linus wants to hear.
"What are you talking about, and why don't you go inside first?
That said, Flam put his hand on the front door.
"Then don't hesitate... forever."
But when he stopped on the spot - not least, he knelt on the ground.
Not only that, rub your hands and even your forehead against the cobblestone.
It was a so-called dugout posture.
Flam can't hide his confusion on this either.
"Hey, what's the matter with you all of a sudden!?
"I'm so sorry!
Linus sincerely apologizes.
Shame on your stupidity, repent.
"If you're talking about Gene, Mr. Linus won't apologize."
"You can't just push the blame on him. Me too, somewhere in my mind... I thought it was about Fram, my legs. You'd better go home for her, 'cause she's a smart, good guy."
It is somewhat of a shock to Flam to be told to turn it face to face.
But it's a fact I don't want to deny.
At the time, when I didn't have the curse gear, and I was totally status-0, the flam was - indisputable, because I was on my feet.
"That kind of thought seeps into your attitude, doesn't it? So I'm sure, I've been hunting you down about Fram, too. You can't have them up at home before you apologize for that."
Fram never even thought about that, like forgiving Linus or not.
Of course I resent Gene, but that's because he clearly did harm to Flam.
If you say you're not comfortable, you're lying.
But that was because there was no communication of will between them.
If you speak honestly, such a trivial obsession disappears easily.
"... I didn't know much about a man my age, even in my hometown, Mr. Linus."
"Really?
"Yes, it's easy to measure distance when you're about Mr. Gadio, but I can't do anything about Mr. Linus or Mr. Gene."
Linus is perplexed without being able to read Flam's intentions.
But it's not that hard to talk about.
I also feel pressured against men of great height and subtle differences in years.
That's all - really, that's all.
"What a bad feeling I had about Mr. Linus, that's such a thing. It's not even that dimension of apology or forgiveness."
"... then my dugout is just self-satisfied"
"The more you got that far, the more I felt sorry for you. I'm honestly glad about that though. Let's get in there."
◇ ◇ ◇
It took me a while there to get everyone in the living room.
Mirkit apparently woke up in an exchange between Flam and Linus, heard from below, who appeared naturally and in the living room without waking him up.
The problem is Eterna and ink.
Whether you call from outside the door, right by the bed, or shake your body, you won't wake up.
Ultimately, Fram's obsession succeeded in winning and waking him up - but when he says he has Linus, they both stay asleep and rub their eyes to sleep.
"Hey, long time no see."
He called out to Eterna, too distracted, bewildered.
"Yeah, it's been a while..."
She replies in a pompous voice.
It is indefensible when this happens to the Eternal Witch, who is unimaginably indefensible when she travels.
But his perplexity, that's not the only reason.
A young girl with her eyes stitched together - overwhelmed by her intense personality - by a service-covered girl with a bandage on her face.
"Hey Fram, what kind of gathering is this?
Linus, who unintentionally asks, but Flam also has trouble answering.
Because they all had quite complicated circumstances, even though they looked better.
"Milkit is my partner. We met when they were sold to slave traders."
Start with the mill kit sitting next to you.
When introduced by Flam, she carefully bowed her head.
"So you're saying the kid's a slave too? Under the bandage...... I guess I shouldn't ask"
"Originally it was poisonous and rotten, but your husband helped me and I completely healed it."
"Then why don't we just take it?
"The only thing you can look at my face is your husband who saved me"
Shameful mill kit.
Linus narrowed his eyes and looked at Flam.
"Hey... what's the relationship between you two?
"It's not like Mr. Linus is suspicious, we just want to support each other until today."
"You're talking about a snitch buddy."
Or I felt subtly different, but Flam didn't dare to make corrections.
"So, what about your... your daughter?
"Ink is my patient, and now my friend. So we live together."
That's what Eterna said before Flam explained.
The ink seems to be still sleepy, sitting in a chair, closing his eyes and rowing the ship with a crease.
"In short, there was a lot going on over here."
"The way we put it, we're appealing away that something's happened to us, too."
"That's why I'm here. Actually, Maria and Cyril are missing."
"Those two!?
Stunning flam.
Eterna also listens to the story with a serious look.
"As for Maria, I thought she was just out as of yesterday. But... there was a strange move in the castle this morning."
"What happened?
"There are dozens of soldiers, they're gone. And then there was the one who saw Maria walking out of the castle."
"Isn't that such a big case!
"The traces have been completely erased, and they've been stopped. That's why there was no leak outside."
"Even so, something unscrupulous...... but then how did Mr. Linus find out about it?
"There was a good soldier, and he only taught me."
Linus has a wide face.
A castle soldier would know many people.
He disappeared before he even told me more about him.
Probably already, he's dead somewhere.
You just told Linus what happened.
How many human lives do I have to sacrifice to feel?
"The church and kingdom are both just for their own convenience..."
"Why does the church come out there?
Linus still doesn't know what the church really is.
Should we get involved - it was a troubled flam, but he would probably go after Maria.
In that case, it will eventually touch the dark parts of the church as well.
I don't know anything. It might be safer to know from the start than he moves alone.
"The Church is using the power of Origin to repeat dangerous experiments. Not one or two people have been killed."
"A church is that church, isn't it? It's not another organization, is it?
"Definitely as Mr. Linus imagines - I mean that organization, culminating in Pope Fedoro. It's a long story to tell."
"I don't mind, let me hear it"
"... ok. Perhaps Maria's disappearance has nothing to do with it."
To Childrens raid, two missing, and mysterious countdown.
Everything is happening at about the same time.
Besides, Maria is a church official, it couldn't have been irrelevant.
Fram begins to tell Linus about the Origin threat he has encountered so far.
The anomalies encountered in Enicide's basement, the encounter with ink, the backdrop of the study to resurrect the dead - all the information we could possibly know, were communicated to him.
The flow also led me to explain the power of inversion that resides in me.
I meant to sum it up quite a bit, but it would still have taken Linus an hour, including the time to finish sorting it out in his head.
At the end of all the talk, he creases between his eyebrows and snaps as he stares at the wood at the table.
"The church did that... did Maria know that?
"From a standpoint, I thought you knew."
"Well, that's why..."
Linus finally found out who she was, one end of the darkness she held.
Not as much as the Cardinal, the Virgin should have been in a fairly high position within the Church.
There's no way she doesn't recognize the existence of human experiments that even bishops know about.
"But I'm not sure about Cyril. How could he be missing?
"She found out that Fram was a slave. out of the castle, unable to bear the fact."
"Cyril..."
Anyway at the time - I can understand to Flam now that she was in distress and suffering.
Cyril was a very normal sixteen-year-old girl when Flam and I were playing.
I'm sure she didn't want to be a brave man.
But the power that dwelled on itself and the expectations around it do not allow it.
Broken hearts, entering from that crack, Gene whispers.
The act of looking down on others would have soothed Cyril's feelings with superiority on the spot.
But it's a drama, there are always side effects.
That, after Fram left the party, twitched and hunted Cyril down.
And when asked about the fact that she had become a slave, she finally broke it.
"Then Cyril disappeared because it had nothing to do with the church"
"Right. Besides, Cyril herself is strong, and I don't think her life is in danger. Still... I'd love to find you soon."
I think of Cyril, who would still suffer, and flam with a sad look on his face.
She's hurt me a lot, and I've been feeling bad.
But if Cyril is saved by forgiving them all, Flam will gladly abandon all anger and hatred.
As Cyril was supported by Flam, Flam was also able to follow that journey because Cyril was there.
"I have to find Maria as soon as possible."
"But... there was a sighting of Maria, and dozens of soldiers disappeared, right? Isn't it possible that that party might be Maria?
Flam was trying so hard to say, but the possibility is not something that can be ignored.
Linus and I understood that.
On top of that - that's what I hope to hear from her.
"Either way, you can't say anything about not finding it first. Fram, who has interacted with the church, naturally suspects Maria. But I'm sorry. I want to believe her. And I want to help."
"... is that because I love you?
Milkit, who has been silent so far, speaks.
Flam, of course, Linus was surprised and stopped moving for only a moment, but immediately replied with a gentle grin.
"Oh, because I love you"
I assure you without hesitation.
Then Milkit, when he said in a small voice, "Really?" he laid his eyes down to think of something.
To her like that, Flam smiles.
I'm sure it's going to be a milkit, and I'm serious about my relationship with Flam.
Though I am a little anxious to hear Linus's answer and what he thinks.
"So it's time for me to excuse myself."
"If you're in trouble, you should come back."
"Thanks Eterna. I'm not coming to share information on a regular basis either, so thank you then."
That said, he takes his seat and leaves the house.
I totally fell asleep twice. The ink stayed put and the three of us dropped him off.
Then - just outside the front door, Linus stops.
"Whoa, it's been a while, Gadio"
Apparently Gadio was just visiting Fram's house.
"Linus, were you here? Then it's convenient."
"What do you mean?
"In the East Side, an unusual body with a twisted body was found. It would be helpful if you could hang out with Fram to gather that information."
"Mr. Gadio, that's no way!
Flam looked out from behind Linus and reacted to Gadio's words.
"Oh, probably because of the spiral children (spiral childrens). So it's finally moving."
"What do you mean, that's also a case where the church is involved?
"You heard it from Flam, then it's quick. That's what's gonna happen, can you give me a hand?
There's no reason to say no to Linus, because it could be a clue to explore Maria's whereabouts.
Thus, the three men, Flam, Linus and Gadio, were to head to the East Side.
"It's a natural way to leave messages again..."
"Doesn't that mean you're counting on me"
"... I wonder"
Leave Eterna at home for escort.
In fact, spiral children (spiral childrens) don't even know when or where to appear.
Someone needed to stay alone to ensure the safety of the ink and the mill kit as well.
◇ ◇ ◇
The scene is a small street in the East Side.
I can still see the wild horse, but the body has already been recovered by the soldiers, without appearance or form.
But blood stained with walls and ground was telling the story of the tragedy of the incident.
"What are we gonna do from here? The killer's running away."
"First gather sightings. It is believed that they cannot use force that directly affects the subject from afar, as can be seen from the ability of the engaged nects and inks."
"Sure, it felt like they were both touching people and their abilities were activated for the first time"
Whether it's an eyeball or a connection to the flesh.
If they had been able to activate remotely, they might have gained combat capability beyond Kimyra.
"Well, if you can't kill him without touching him, someone might be watching the suspicious."
Linus was also convinced that the three split up to gather testimony from the surrounding people.
Gadio uses connections with people living in the same East Side.
Linus comes from someone who walks down the road in the art of speaking in front of him.
And Flam - we didn't get together a good way, so we came to a park where people seemed to be for now.
Also a park in the East Side, the playthings are beautiful, colorful flowers bloom in the maintained flower beds, and even the fountain is set in the center.
It's a big difference from the West End, which only looks like a wasteland, just named after the park.
Someone who sits on a bench and looks at kids playing around.
Someone who just wanted to walk through the park.
Others, such as people who sprinkle water on flowers - there were about twenty different generations of people in the park with different purposes.
One or so of them may be seeing a suspicious child.
"Um... can I talk to you for a second?
Fram spoke to his mother, who sat on the bench and looked at the child.
……
But no reply.
With a tender grin filled with motherhood, he watched only the child, as if to ignore it.
"Excuse me, let me talk to you... could you please?
I didn't expect it to be ignored so brilliantly.
Indeed, the East Side tends to have a strong wind against slavery.
But still, there must be a lot of ways to gaze at each other, say no.
Yet around daring to choose to ignore it was further depressing Flam's feelings.
I have no choice, so I turn my back on the woman, trying to get back on my mind and talk to another person.
And when I tried to get away - blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Flam stops and looks back.
"... Huh?
There was a woman there, who herself (...) chopped the flesh around the carotid artery and attempted suicide (...) due to massive bleeding.
She looks at the flesh pieces on her palm with an unchanging look.
But also in the meantime, the elements of life spilled out of the body pollute clothes and benches.
Eventually the force fell out of its body, and the woman lay down on the bench and the force fell out of her body slowly.
Fresh blood is still spilling, but I guess it's already dead.
"This, is..."
Using the death of a woman as a cut-off, people in the park commit suicide using different methods.
The child snapped his neck with his own arm, placing his hands on his head.
The man watching it crushed his brain while crushing his skull by putting the base of his thumb on his temples and pushing it through his thoughts, despairing.
Yet another man stuck his arm in his abdomen and opened his abdomen only with the force of his hand, happily showing off his organs and losing his life.
Some of them managed to drag their hearts out and squeeze while injuring their hands with their ribs.
Some inserted arms in their throats and chose to suffocate to death.
Some also die by piercing their throats from the inside out.
In various other ways - as if playing with toys, one life after another, meaninglessly, irrationally, is swallowed.
That's what spiral children did, understandably.
But before the overly brutal mass suicide show played out in front of him - Flam lost his word and could only stand up flat.