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At the end of the sermon, Mr. Kiel again began to distribute balloons to the children. I'm moving closer to Mr. Kiel. [M]

"It's been a while, Mr. Kiel. Do you remember me?

When I said that, the rabbit's wearing shoulder shook for a moment. After a little silence, he offered me a balloon.

"No, I don't need balloons"

"... I'm not Kiel. Mr. Rabbit."

"Can Mr. Rabbit talk?

…………

Oh, I got silent. Well, I talked to him at work. Is it my fault too? But Mr. Kiel was also like working a break back when he was a grocery store, and you don't have the time to talk. It's a hassle to wait until you're done with your part-time job...

"You, it's time to take a break."

When told earlier by someone who looked like a leader, Mr. Kiel nodded cocklessly and went into a cabin set up nearby. Do you normally take a break?

I was given permission by someone who looked like a leader to put me in that cabin. There Mr. Kiel, who took the rabbit's head, was hydrating while wiping the sweat off his forehead.

"... the king. Long time no see."

"Stop calling me that name now. I'm pretending to be human for once."

With that said, I lowered my back to the right chair.

"Then should I call you Hamow, as before?

"No, call me Ute. Hamou was a pseudonym."

"Right. Understood."

"Than that, when you were in the grocery store, you said, 'No need for warriors to have rest time or anything,' but you usually take a break here."

"... As you can see, I am now simulating myself to a rabbit. So you don't have to worry about them targeting you, so resting your body won't put your life at risk."

So who are they? Well, wearing a part-time job would be far heavier than a grocery store, and I guess I can't do it without pinching a break just fine. It could be dehydrating if it sucks.

"Speaking of which, what happened to the grocery store part time? Did you quit?

"It goes on, no matter. I'm not a man tied to one battlefield."

My grocery store's salary alone makes my life tough, so I hang multiple part-time jobs, and so on.

"What can I do for you, by the way?

"I just wanted to ask Mr. Kiel something. Do you know about the cases that have been going on around here lately with people falling unconscious?

"... oh. I heard rumors about the wind, too."

Mr. Kiel answers by stopping the hand of hydration.

"I came to this town to find the killer. I thought Kiel might know something about the killer."

"... I don't know. There's nothing I can tell you."

"... Really?"

It was a meaningful way to put it, but I decided not to pursue it in depth.

"Why did you think I knew in the first place?

"... somehow, is it? Intuition."

"Funny guy. But it's also true that the impact of the incident has been a decrease in the number of children playing in the park over the past few days. I also think that this is a liberal situation."

Isn't that half your fault?

But why do you need to do that? Whatever happens to humans, it doesn't seem to matter to you. "

"... I have a lot of things, too. Sorry about the break."

As I stood up from my chair trying to leave the cabin, the door opened and the panda wore a glitch in. Do you feel comfortable standing, or are you supported by dogs and cat dressers? Seeing it, Mr. Kiel stood up with his eyes open.

"What happened!? Enemy attack!?"

"... no, it's just anemia"

"Yet I refuse to forgive the battlefield for wounding my comrades who live with me!!"

Listen to people.

"You shouldn't be able to do this any more. We're leaving early today."

says the dog's clothing guru. But Panda's dressing guru shook her neck to the side.

"It's okay, I can still do it. You can't screw around here for the kids waiting for me...!!"

How much is this guy putting his life on the line for just balloon distribution?

"Come on, get on with your work... Ugh!

Panda's wearing legs flutter and are again supported by the wearing legs around him.

"Look, I'm not telling you, I'm not telling you! Just go home and get some rest!

"So who the hell is going to hand out balloons in my place?!?"

"... I'll be there instead"

Mr. Kiel's words attract the attention of the samurai.

"Is that true!?"

"Who the hell is that?!?"

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Mr. Kiel turns to me silently. Nature and everyone's gaze gathered towards me.

"... Huh?

So I went into a panda outfit on behalf of an anemic person and handed out balloons to the children.

How could I do this? [M] It would generally not interfere with balloon distribution to the extent that one person was missing.

"Euto, never get distracted, even though you're simulating it on an animal. Anyway, one of my guys just got hit. As I said before, only a little alarm can kill you on the battlefield."

I nodded appropriately. That's why the dressers don't talk.

"Mr. Panda, give me a balloon!

"Me and me!

I give the balloons to the children gathered around me. Damn, I'm keeping Lina waiting, so I have to get back soon. Well, this part-time job seems to be over in an hour or so, and it's bad for Lina, but we'll just have to wait a little longer.

Then twenty minutes passed. I'm getting kind of tired early. It's a pleasant climate to spend the day in, but it's so hot in the gutter. I had no idea it was such a harsh job. I have a 9999999999 HP. Even I can't help just fatigue and heat.

"What's up, Ute? Are you screwed already?

I shake my head beside Kiel's voice. [M] Assuming I'm the king, I can't make a sound like this. I don't know what kind of hero works in balloon distribution wearing pandas.

"I think I've already noticed that this is a battle with them and at the same time with myself. In other words, it is a place where the strength of one's spiritual strength and patience is truly questioned. On the battlefield, it is the iron rule that dies from the broken heart."

"Hey, you!! You shouldn't talk while you're at work!? You really only do things that get noticed!!"

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Angered by someone who looked like a guide leader, Mr. Kiel silenced. Someone who previously said, "Private language on the battlefield is strictly forbidden."