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"... um, is there one?

Lisha raised her hand small with a face that did not swallow the situation.

"As far as I'm concerned, the patchworker wanted to interfere with our investigation, didn't he? That's why I targeted Elsa. I don't think there's anything strange about it....."

When she opened her mouth to respond, Celia, who held her temples, put her left hand out to us.

I shudder at the intention. [M]

Sometimes lectures to people deepen their understanding of things.

Celia herself would like to organize the information.

"It's not uncommon to kill or kidnap witnesses or people because of the sealing of their mouths. But what's the point of a case almost 10 years ago that has already been solved?

"I realized we were investigating it, so I panicked... ah, that? Well, then Celia's father....."

"Yes, my dad wasn't a real patchworker. And he was trying to teach us that. What does that mean?"

Gilli, Celia's back teeth rang.

"It's a declaration of war. I'm alive ahead of what we're trying to do. If you can catch me, I'm appealing."

The fist trembling in anger is completely white.

From time to time, I could see a groan that could be heard leaking, and inside Celia, there was a fierce rage.

"... Celia, a little"

Grasp Celia's arm, raising and lowering her shoulders with a rough breath, and take her out of the store.

Though I showed a slight resistance, I said it was good, so I arrived very quietly.

"What are you doing, Rosie?"

The sun had already set outside.

Although the temperature was still hot, the wind could feel cool.

"Celia was about to punch, so I thought I'd pull out the gas."

Show Celia the worn-out sign I found from behind the store.

I can't read the menu that was drawn, I left it outside, and I'm pretty sure it was thrown away first.

No matter how much it breaks, it seems to be fine.

"You're the one who said there was no point in spreading it, Rosie."

"Well, there's no point in doing something about the status quo. But it helps."

I borrowed some of the bricks that were untouched and prepared an immediate foundation.

"Well, try to think you've been tricked. Just imagine the face of a patchworker and step on it as hard as you can."

She put her hands on Celia's shoulders with a suspicious face.

The unnecessary force of excitement was hardened.

"But you shouldn't bother me a little. Throw away all the shame and sound, and do it for real. Okay?"

"That's fine....."

"It's okay, I'll be there for you."

Place a sign on the foundation and place Celia in front of it.

"How are you feeling now?

"... you won't have to tell me."

"What you say makes sense. Come on, answer me.

Celia sighed at me over her shoulder.

"It sucks. Because of him, my dad...."

"And then I sold you a fight. Yes, as if I were laughing at you for years."

I can't forgive you.

"How long?

"If I can, I want to kill you with my own hands."

"Fine. You can feel the dark feelings boiling up from the bottom of your stomach, right?

"... ahh"

"It's as hot and dry as a boiling lava, grabbing you around your chest and scorching you from the inside. Look, you're starting to breathe harder.

Celia's breathing gradually became rough.

He held his chest down and started moaning in pain.

"Don't store that stuff. We have to spit it out now."

"... hah, what should I do?"

"It's easy. Okay? Breathe in as much as you can. Open your shoulders and chest to your limits."

The sound of breathing.

Celia's posture, which was slightly uphill, was restored.

"Then, let's exhale the drooling liquid caught in your chest, and shout out the plate in front of you from your stomach..."

"Uaaaaaaaa!!

Celia's anger stepped through the sign.

Because it was originally decayed, the board broke apart lightly while making a flashy sound.

"Logic!? Celia!?

Lisa, who heard her voice, popped out of the store.

She looked at Celia as she stepped on the sign with her shoulders breathing, and her eyes rounded about something.

"How are you feeling? Celia"

"... hah, hah. Kh, Kh, I see, it's not bad."

Celia's eyes, which burst out laughing, saw a flame burning more fiercely.

But that's fine.

Smoking sparks that don't know when they'll burn is more dangerous.

If it starts to burst into flames, it burns itself out without control.

In that case, just keep the fire lit normally and let the people around you manage it so that the flame doesn't get too big.

Fire, which is the key to the development of civilization, can sometimes be too much to destroy.

It depends on how you use your bad feelings.

Sometimes vengeance breeds obsession and can only be achieved with that obsession.

"I'm sorry. - Oh?

Behind Risha's back, the master slipped his face and looked at the signs scattered in pieces.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Master. I broke it because it was outside. Was it important?

Fearful listening to me, the master slowly shook his head to his side.

"I don't mind. However, since it is in front of the store, please only clean it."

"Ah, yes. Sure."

The master, nodding with a gentle smile, returned to the store.

"... okay, let's go back when we're done. Then let's continue."

Ah.

Yes!

Using the straw brought from the back of the shop, Risha also joined forces to clean up the pieces of wood.

I looked up at Celia, who was unilaterally bewitched by Risha, but had a calm expression on her face, and I looked up at the night sky and grew big.