Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

The mansion had made a strange appearance.

There is an entrance towards the left edge, so that it stretches from there to the right, followed by a gray wall.

The outing was like a lying human being.

So they say this mansion is called the 'sleeping quarters'.

It is the residence of Lavinia Fitzherbert.

"Hey, let's go"

The man who showed the bills to the gate soldier says so all the time and goes through the gate.

Me and Elvis followed him silently.

My left sleeve rocks in the wind.

I touched the ocular cord Elvis put on his right eye.

Walking for the door, I reaffirm my purpose in the back of my brain.

- Another push to force the royalist nobility to step through a full confrontation with democracy.

That's great, Elvis said.

The righteousness lies with us.

We are the righteous ones.

It's the enemy who's wrong.

Without something that seems like it, people can't really fight.

Then you can give it to him.

Prove that Lavinia is evil.

There must be more paperwork on that accounting than buying and selling children somewhere in the mansion.

infiltrate the mansion and steal it out.

Lavinia, dress up as a five-person dissatisfied child of your choice.

I see, this was the only thing we could do.

Of course, I didn't sacrifice my right eye just for that.

I asked Ruby to help me.

Her spiritual art [a single world] is a hell of a lot to temporarily create a membranous' fake world '- what she calls a' membrane of the world '- and paste it into the real world.

For example, if you create a 'world without anyone' and cover yourself with it, you become a transparent person.

Conversely, if you create a 'scratch-free floor' and block the hole on the floor, it doesn't look like there's a hole.

You can think of it as something like projection mapping or AR.

However, the ruby's peripheral membrane has more than just video.

I touch what looks like, and I don't touch what doesn't.

Previously, it was still immature, and even if it hid something that moved like a human body with a peripheral membrane, it could be touched by hand or left a footprint.

But it has also been overcome in the course of two and a half years, and now, in this way, it becomes completely transparent, which cannot even be touched by what has been covered with the membrane of the boundary.

With that convenient ability, he made it look as if he had missed my left arm and Elvis' right eye, and made his face look like someone else's.

Naturally, when I told them the circumstances, they stopped me, but I got nothing there by even asking them to take me down.

Though the wings were not half as luxurious as the price.

Anyway, Azerea couldn't have rounded it up with her mouth if she was a ruby opponent.

The Dark Merchant man takes us through the door.

If the mansion is a laying person, the entrance door, just the mouth position.

We were swallowed up in the mouth of a giant human-like mansion...

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Welcomed by the old butler, we are led to the back of the mansion - to the right from the entrance.

There's an office there, and I hear Lavinia Fitzherbert is there.

The luxurious corridors decorated with paintings and sculptures are nothing strange about nobility.

You wouldn't have known if you didn't know that five unhappy children were being collected in this mansion.

On the contrary, bearing that in mind, the sculpture that followed the girl casually placed between the window and the window also looked creepy somewhere......

After passing in front of several doors, he slammed into a large door one turn.

'Neck door' is written on the plate above the door.

"So far is the 'Head Hall'. Between this and the earlier Torso Hall, you can only come and go through this Neck Door, so be careful..."

says the old butler.

Is it named after the human body?

Sleeping quarters, they weren't commonly called.

Walk straight through the hallway again through the 'neck door'.

Eventually, he hit the big door again.

'Hip door' on the plate above the door.

From here on out is the Leg Hall, which cannot come and go without passing through the "Hip Door" by way of example.

Through the Hip Door, it's another long hallway.

There were many stone statues in this hallway.

Some are like giant animals, while others are alien stone statues, like narrows between humans and beasts.

Going backwards as they looked down on them was a little creepy, as if people were being invited into a demonic realm they shouldn't step into...

It seemed like we had finally reached the office after proceeding to the deepest part of "Leg Hall".

The old butler knocks and reports that we have arrived.

"Oh...... come in"

The voice of a woman with a downer impression returned from across the door.

A dark merchant with us walks through the door that the old butler opened.

The minute I walked into the office, I just skewed my face a little bit.

This room - something, it's disgusting.

There's nothing particularly unusual about it.

I'm not smelling crazy.

Normally, they just have desks, sofas, shelves, etc.

And yet, for some reason, I'm not comfortable.

frustrating.

Why not? And while I was wondering and observing, I figured out why.

This room is... thoroughly asymmetrical.

The desk is a distorted triangle that is neither a square triangle nor a binary triangle.

The sofa has an uneven back height and is not placed in parallel.

The shelves differed slightly in height from the left and right edges and were diagonal.

In the first place, the room itself is not in a beautiful square.

It has a subtly distorted trapezoid.

And of course, the clerical desk at the far back of the room was placed in a slightly uneven position from the center, to the left.

Bigoted.

That's all I can say.

A room that betrayed all the shapes and arrangements that ordinary people find comfortable.

If I stayed in this room all day, I might get upset and hit things.

Such a room, more importantly, the office.

I can't believe you dare to make a room like this that would require the most concentration...

It just seemed to convey the anomaly of the Lord of this Mansion...

In the back desk, there's one woman.

There was a strange man standing there, trying to follow beside him, hiding the right half of his face in a mask.

The dark merchant man who brought us in bows his head as he rubs his hands.

"I always take care of you. It's the Jim's Wilkes Chamber of Commerce. We are excited to introduce our new arrivals."

When the woman put the pen down, she looked at the man and smiled.

It was in this distorted room, and only that smile, ironically, was symmetrical from left to right.

"I've been waiting for you. Yeah, I've been waiting for you, at this time. Thanks for coming this month. I sincerely appreciate it. Could you tell 'her' too?

"Yeah, yes, of course. From" The King, "I will continue to tell you..."

"I'll let you do that. It's about 'her' who understands my aesthetics. Well..."

Woman - When Lavinia Fitzherbert stood up, a downer voice heard through the door came to us in a good mood, like a lie.

"These are the kids of the month, aren't they?

My nerves stroke my spine.

Lavinia looked around at me and Elvis' whole body, licking it all up, with a smile sticking to her mouth.

"Hmm?"

I'm about to pay reflexively for a hand that's been stretched out unconstitutionally, and I can hang on for a long time.

Thinking he had finally stroked my cheek with his thin fingertips, Lavinia stayed put and did her hand on the missing (seemingly) left arm.

The cross section is scraped and touched.

My left arm is disguised as space-by-space, so I don't feel it.

But it seemed like they were touching my insides, and it still wasn't pleasant.

When I'm done, now it's Elvis.

The eye band is removed and the crushed (seemingly) right eye is observed crushed.

After all, Ruby's spirituality is perfect and there is no way Lavinia noticed the disguise.

"Phew."

If I thought so, Lavinia accidentally leaked a grin.

Immediately after.

- Zubo!

Lavinia suddenly stuck her right hand in Elvis' pants.

"'%' & $# % $'& # $Huh!?!?!?"

Elvis instantly makes his face bright red and voiceless.

I don't mind trying to pull Lavinia's hand out, but she keeps wandering through her pants.

Wow... they're rubbing it... directly...

Lavinia pulled her hand out of her pants with a satisfied look as she mocked Elvis' array for a while.

And I smell the smell of that hand.

"Fine... Fine. This smell hasn't expired yet as a complete male..."

I licked my fingertips even more.

When I saw it, Elvis shook up.

Hih, heh...

"I'll buy it, both of you. I really liked it. Payment is the usual way."

"Thank you every time!

And they really liked it......

No, it's a success... it's a success...

Phil... I'll try my best to stay clean...

"Aaron, take these children to the collection room. The new one. 'Cause there's plenty of them before."

"Oh man...... I'm not a servant."

A man who hid half his face in a mask sighed like he'd given up.

Not a servant...?

Is it a bodyguard or something?

"Here you go, kids"

A half masked man grabs our heads and pushes.

You don't have to walk like that.

When I left the office, I glanced at the shelf in the back of the room.

... the paperwork's probably over there.

Turning back down the long hallway, I glance up at the half masked man pushing his head around.

Left eye with a sleepy impression and right eye behind the mask.

I won't miss the cold light that lives in them.

From that light I associate with Vicki, a woman bandit who once fought for her life.

Maybe those cold eyes.

It belongs to the guy who makes it his day to kill people.