You're small.

You look back now, even though you were the same haz when we met in that woods, you're really small as a child, like a child who lost sight of his parents.

"If you think so, be able to cut as many vegetables as you want. It just saves me a lot of trouble."

"Don't ask me for such high technology..."

In a cheerful manner, as if it fits for the first time in days.

This is the first time in about a year and a half, and the time has been around for more than five years.

Well, except for that encounter in the woods.

But our conversation is as usual, so much so that we don't feel the difference in time until we're so desperate.

"Well, eat fast, it's closing time. When you're done... well, could you hang out a little bit?"

"Oh, okay. If you have somewhere to calm down, do it there."

When this one hurried, he began to get his hands on Kimpyragobo and "Deep Fried Dummies" like he was just a little rushed.

Fluffy and soft and creamy like silk tofu, it's a fish white seed that resembles a tara.

I put my clothes on this guy, fried him, and sprinkled him with a soy sauce-based sauce that worked like a fried tofu.

I guess I took a bite and realized that wasn't tofu. Gubbily stirs up the disproportionate cup, expressing joy with a young voice worthy of its outfit.

... That's a good drink. Same as always. It's enough to make me want a drink too.

But I'm going to shake off the temptation and tell her that this place has been successfully accomplished until today.

"Mr. Misty. Apparently, she's the one I'm looking for."

"Yes... except I don't know, do you like kids like that?

"No, no, she's just a friend. Because I have someone else in mind."

"... hehe, I knew you would. Well then... it's not going to end all of a sudden today, and tomorrow... yeah, I'd like to stay open all week if I can."

"Of course that is. You've already decided to buy ingredients. Well... I'll talk to the people at the store who offered to help me."

It's like waking up from a dream, telling it to her how she can't hide her remnants.

Even if I feel the pain of tickling and stabbing my chest, I cut it off that I had no choice but to drink it out of my throat and work on cleaning it in the counter.

... Thank you, Mr. Misty.

Thanks to you and this place you kept protecting me, this is how I...

I was able to reunite with Dahlia without being in the worst shape.

Then we'll do it.

"Yeah, be careful on the night lane. Because drunks can get involved."

"Damn, about this neighborhood, I have to worry about that."

"Right? Is that why you're so careful? It could get tangled up on the outside."

"Thank you for your concern, store owner. It's a good place, really."

Through this narrow alley to the front street as Mr. Misty drops me off.

Daria next door looked up and said this, laughing in a voice like she had pushed him to death.

"Really, I don't want anyone to worry about me. It's not an experience."

"I guess so, Seijosama"

"Huh! Did you know that? You're not Gala, are you? I can't believe I'm the Virgin."

"... oh yeah"

I have already witnessed with this eye how you behave as a Virgin, but now we talk together.

I need to talk to this guy somewhere calming down, somewhat confidential, somewhere managed by a human being who understands the situation.

Anyway, he's getting out of the castle. Even the search party might be formed.

When asked about it, the guide said, "The patrol knight should have a message."

Then we had to get to our destination as soon as possible, and we were just going to walk a little faster and sew things around.

"Damn, your legs are too different."

"Oh, my God, you're so small."

Well, where am I headed now?

I hardly know the geography of this city that matches the conditions I raised earlier, and I'm inevitably limited to places I've visited.

That is, the inn or the market I took, and...

"This is... this is supposed to be a noble town. Yoshiki, do you know anyone from the aristocracy?

"Caivon, it is. You don't even want to be called a leech in that nali."

"Oh, it's bad. I just met her, and I can't really feel it."

It's called by its former name, and it blames it reflexively.

Is that a departure from the past, or are you afraid that you will be swayed?

But at least now I'm alive as Caivon.

You understand that too, Dahlia, with a slightly apologetic look on her face, lowered her head gently.

... I feel very sick because I seem to be a little kid jerk.

"If I did, I wouldn't give it to a particular faction. It's an absolutely neutral position, right? If you're working with some kind of faction person... it's gonna be a problem, right?

"Don't worry. There's no such thing as a human being to keep me. I swear I'll never be loyal to anyone, even if I'm dating my brother-in-law."

"Kuku... really, you're you no matter how far you go"

The aristocratic neighborhood I visited is just a quiet corner with few crowds, yet the time now is about to go around late at night.

But not completely silent...

As I was surprised by the sight the last time I came here, giant trees that just couldn't beat the number of mansions swarmed and gave the illusion that they were supposed to be in the city but got lost in the middle of the night woods.

In other words, it is the work of many lives living in the trees, the sound of which is pouring down.

Well, from the point of view of 'where people live', I'm pretty sure it's incredibly quiet.

... I miss walking with the two of us in the dark feeling the signs of the trees.

Then Dahlia, who was walking next door, groaned in a potpourri.

"I miss you. I was thirsty on a summer night, and you and I went to the neighborhood convenience store to buy drinks. Like this."

A tropical night like this. Intense humidity and green aromas as if proportional to the nature of the country deceased.

Two of them, the night they sloppily headed to the convenience store complaining about the temperature.

... Indeed, I miss it, it is.

"... oh, you did"

That's right, you're thinking the same thing.

Eventually, I see the mansion I'm looking for.

At this hour, of course, there is no light on the mansion, and the gatekeeper is still quietly doing their job.

There is no guarantee that I will suddenly visit you and have you inside. Hence...

"Yes, Dahlia. Undress. Open up a little bit with that majesty."

"You... you know where I stand, right?... I have no choice."

My hair brings a hint of light. And what shows up is bright blonde hair that moonlights even in this dark night.

"Look, this is it?

"I miss you. I knew it wasn't the same as it was in the game age."

"That's normal. No... you met Oink? I can't believe he..."

"Including that, it's not until we get inside to talk. I asked for it."

Mind your eyes, or wear the hood provided for the clothes you are wearing. The mansion - Dahlia heads to the gatekeeper of Sir Arklight's mansion.

Then, of course, a vigilant gatekeeper quietly lays his hands on the sword of his hips at a time like this.

But... the moment Dahlia removes her hood, her expression is stunned.

At that time, this one also walks over and communicates the requirements.

'Please, let the lord of the hall know this presence'.

The effect was quite dramatic.

You can't believe the sudden visit of the Virgin, because a man who left the Mansion a few weeks ago brought enough people to fool the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper and I, and I brought a fully armed Amami, were probably asleep, just a little unheeded by the expression, Sir Arklight.

"What are you doing at a time like this, Caivon?"

"I want to rent you a place. There's no way you're letting the Virgin into the end of the day."

His gaze pours on Dahlia.

Full of doubt, it transforms as if it sees even incredible objects as it glimpses.

More and more emotional colors are poured into the unheeded expression.

I'm sure he had enough insight, or a corresponding faculty, to know that Dahlia was in person.

"I'm sorry I'm late at night, Sir Arklight"

"No way... Lord Dahlia really... no, why..."

"I'm sorry. How can I apologize for such a missed act while being taken by a friend?"

"Oh, please raise your head! I will show you to the mansion immediately."

It is an awesome wolf. No. Well, if you want to analogize, then that's what happens when the Emperor suddenly shows up at the doorstep saying 'Good evening' in the middle of the night.

I'll take you on our face. I'm already imprisoned and executed for disrespect, aren't I?

You will be taken straight to the reception room in the mansion, where you will first communicate this requirement, and the current situation.

About Dahlia's relationship with us.

And that we're really friends.

That I was looking for a place where I could talk without seeing anyone.

"I'm not ready for anything because of the sudden, but there's no difference in renting a place. Please, relax."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Sir Arklight"

Sir Arklight trying to leave this one behind. But Amami, who had followed it, raised her hand and uttered words.

"Um... can I get permission to stay here too..."

"Amami you......! That's just..."

Dahlia is also aware. Because in the battle of hiding, she's already seen her face by Dahlia.

And... the fact that she's in the place I led must have created one assumption in Dahlia.

Anyway, I made sure to block Sir Arklight further, and I gave him permission to stay here.

"... you met me before. Amami, were you"

"... Yes"

"Then... hey Kaivon, I'm with you today... no, yesterday already. I think we just met again yesterday."

"Reunion with each other recognizing each other is still correct today and yesterday. But... I guess this is the third time I've exchanged words."

Together in that darkness. And confrontation in hiding.

The first time we didn't know each other and the second time we knew unilaterally.

And a third honest, true reunion.

Tell her what we knew.

"'You're certainly strong, but I'm even stronger'? I don't know what you're talking about in the woods... but you're convinced of that confidence."

"Sorry about that. I didn't want to see you again in that situation. It was an emergency."

"... well. I'm sorry, Mr. Amami. Let me apologize again."

Soon Dahlia bowed her head and again uttered words of apology, even with a look that seemed somewhere unconvincing and seemed to have something to say.

"Yes, no... because once no one was dead, and even where they lived, they fixed it"

"... right. Did the kids like the house?"

"Yeah. It was all the same structure, but it was all a set of furniture, so he said it was funny"

"... Ah, the chair and the table are stuck with the floor. If you can, disconnect it with a scarecrow or something."

"It's okay, I already did it"

Has it always been heartbreaking, the first thing Dahlia asked was after inside.

Happy to hear the situation all the way through, I leave my body on the couch so that I can pull out my shoulder strength.

But... I can't talk to Amami yet.

But this is where it all starts for her.

And of course Amami suggested that we stay in this place.

"There's just one person who might never wake up again."

"Huh! That's... really, what an apology..."

Dahlia wakes up physically as if she suddenly ate an unintended blow.

Well, first, let me explain why I put a white feather arrow up against you.

Talk about the presence of the inner length who does not wake up.

And there's Amami here, but she probably knows that even she's not just a human being, so she told me about my reasoning and the solution, the means Dahlia might be able to take.

"... a legacy of the Old World... like Au Parts, huh?

"It moves with something other than magic, I'm stepping on it to see if it's not like an android. Apparently, the power supply was damaged and couldn't be properly charged."

"Well, I was forced to stab him in the cord for a while, and... it's interesting and I'd like to do something about it..."

The words that came out at the end of the reflection had a tail that gave a sense of a negative continuation.

I didn't miss Amami's hand stretching out to her waist at that moment. But...

"Take it easy. You didn't tell me you weren't gonna cooperate, did you? I'm just trying to figure out what I can do."

"!? My hand...... on its own"

A hand stretched out to the waist returns to the starting position. The movement was unnatural and slightly shaken like an oiled doll or some joint. Increase your inner alertness, wondering if that must be due to the power of Dahlia.

"Perhaps there's an inherent energy tank inside that doesn't really make it that far, and I've been saving energy directly into another small tank like a temporary battery. So, in that raid... no, maybe there's been a rattle from before with an impossible supply,"

"Then there was a problem not only with the device, but with the inner director himself," he said?

"The possibilities are twelve. I can't say anything without looking directly at it..."

Again, thanks to more knowledge than I do, more realistic reasoning is told than this one before.

But to do that, Dahlia has to get to that place again.

The question is when to do it.

Anyway... my purpose is to take Lue to the king of this country through Dahlia.

The purpose of this is delayed further... in my mental health, not very well.

Of course, Amami and Inner Manager want to do something about it, but if it's a priority, it's because Lue is far above it.

"Dalia. Do you think it's okay for the inner chief to stay like this?

"Right, you're just resting in bed now, aren't you? I can't say anything because I don't know how much energy I have left to preserve my memory, but with a rebootable respite, I'll be fine, at least until my body decays"

"Memory, or..."

"Yes... let's go now... let's go... please"

Plea. Overflowing from her bowing her head, countless Shizukuishi.

Do I have to kick this?

"... sorry but that's hard too. You know where I stand, right? You can't disappear like that."

"But! You just said memory! That means the chief forgets about us, about everyone in the house, right?

Can it be called the inner head?

Same figure. But isn't that someone else anymore?

There are no programs or data that have previously been used on computers that have changed the storage area.

But...

"Amami, calm down. I don't mean to lose my memory right away."

"But it doesn't necessarily mean it's still there!

"Eh... you're right"

"Is that the demon proof? But - well, what did the chief say about dysfunctional... falling asleep?

I think back to the last word that Chief Li said to us.

... Is that it? When it's the last time in the real sense, it's "I'm"?

"'It's forbidden for you to let yourself take off your clothes or do something naughty while you sleep. I'm a lady, so I guess those acts were based on mutual consent."

Oh, you want me to say that? Didn't you have a choice to distract me and speak the last word?

Is Dahlia eating just as well?