Another hour or so later, Sarah's frustration seemed to appear on the surface and he watched with a hiatus, and an aide named Michelino raised his hand.

"One thing, I doubt it."

"Go ahead."

"The quantity of wheat written in the documents that represent this stock of wheat does not match the quantity of wheat calculated from the tax records. Is the dossier correct?

"I see. Sometimes the material is wrong."

Answering that, Michelino snorted.

"Hmm! I thought you had some big materials for me! I didn't know there was such a mistake!

And I say, like I took a ghost's neck. You seem to mistake the trap I set for a simple mistake.

The habit of giving others mistakes is harder to change than solving problems.

As it was, I dared to ask the other Midwives because of the atmosphere that their attitude was likely to affect.

"Exactly. Dear Michelino, If you notice that difference in numbers, it's hard to say. By the way, what makes you think the numbers are different?

"You..." Please re-say it's you "... isn't it your mistake"

"No," I say, then I look around at the other two.

"Is it not common for you to have information about documents and reports that you are given? How do you deduce that background and why? How will the facts be verified?

Asked, the festivals have been quiet for a while.

"Divinity becomes a miracle of God, HR becomes a human trajectory,"

And Clemente shrugged. Then the other two are also nodding "naturally, naturally".

I'm not familiar with it, but was it some passage of the Holy Word of the Book of God?

Suddenly the signs of danger that had previously covered them appeared to be faint.

"If it's not divine, we can work together a little bit, Adelmo"

"Right, how about Michelino"

"There is no denial. You don't mind, do you, Kenji?

I said with a full smile.

"I've been waiting for that word. Please help each other."

Then Adelmo asked, slightly hesitant.

"Is it good to hear from the merchant the price and the price of this wheat?"

"Oh dear, fine. Please do so."

Clemente, too, asked.

"I'd like to reconcile this tax record with the materials in the library."

"Oh dear, fine. Please do so."

Michelino asked, bewildered.

"... is there any constraint that something, should not be done"

"There isn't. Take all the means you can think of to be good."

When I answered that, the three of them seemed obviously confused.

"I don't know... People in Shirai don't respect the truth."

Yes, Adelmo said so, so I answer frankly.

'Cause the truth doesn't increase wheat.'

Sarah nods loudly, next to me, yeah, yeah.

"I see, that's the truth"

And the festivals laughed bitterly.

Subsequently, the Festivals began discussing each other's doubts, sharing their findings and sharing their work.

It seemed like this stagnant church air got wind holes and finally poured out.