I Came Back but the World is Still a Fantasy!?

"Escort?"

Tomoe and Liu were taken by the girls towards a shaped detachment built in the motherhouse.

Although the mother house maintains the appearance of a good old Japanese house, this was a modern Japanese-style building.

The two were briefed like that in their own rooms in the residence for the servants of the dwelling.

"Yes, Mikoto has been looking for you for years."

is the coolest Ryoka of the three.

"But I don't know if I can find it.

I was in a hurry because when they found me, Ba 'am was going to take the school exam. "

is Miki in the best shape of the three.

"So we were chosen when we were near our age and seemed to be able to enroll in school.

I didn't have much time, so I had a lot of trouble with my packing education. "

is the quietest of the three.

Originally, they are the survivors and fallen families who have been destroyed for a variety of reasons.

Those who have lost those destinations, if they have talent, can have them picked up by other houses.

Otherwise they would be banished... but those people would be picked up by Mikoto and her

Working as a private servant or sidekick doesn't make it terrible. How much?

Even when the ceremony is available, the mansion is large and many visitors to the house of the Sovereign for various reasons.

I've never had too many people, and it's hard to hire people.

It had become a held relationship.

"Well, we inherited a little but stronger spiritual power than just people, and

They didn't know his name or his face, so he was just right to escort him in secret. "

"Besides, I didn't think you had much information on this one.

Because we know the faces and signs of most people who served Mikoto. "

"We were more like escorts in that sense."

I knew from the beginning that it was not beyond strength and talent. So to them.

What was asked was to perceive those of the clan who approached her with their experience and knowledge.

And if anything, he said he should have contacted Mikoto and asked him to respond.

"... is that really an escort?

A room shared by three. Lew shrugs against the wall near its entrance and exit.

strange position to think that each of the other four are sitting wherever they want, but this is the

As an old boy, considering all but myself are girls in a girls' room.

It was a reasonable position.

"Isn't that a canary, one way or the other?

Of the coal mine, the word first comes to mind. It is a life-threatening existence.

They were in the position of a kind of device to measure threats approaching Tomoe.

Tomoe himself looks somewhere grumpy as to whether he has come to that conclusion.

Especially since they weren't dissatisfied there. but.

"Still good...... I was gonna"

"I was also thankful to be picked up.

I've grown fond of you, regardless of your mission. "

"I sucked enough to even jump over that feeling..."

I was ready, shadowed by the expression. Do you remember Nanica?

All three of them shake their bodies in small pieces with a dark look on their faces.

"Oh... uh, so... who did this to you?"

While I was strangely embarrassed that I was so determined to

Tomoe, who had been tipped on whose fault this had happened, asked already on a direct ball.

"Ugh, I was scared, I was so scared"

"I thought I was gonna die, what the hell, that kid?"

"Oh, just remembering the chills and nausea, ugh"

Tremors just get worse as if that question was triggered.

I think I'm really going to hear the rattling sound. That and the unusual blueness of the face.

The two of you leave it once and for all in the way that you don't come back after some calling.

Because, as expected, I can understand the feeling somewhat.

"Hey, what do you think, Lew?

"Is this about the escort, not him?

That's frigid, if you were more powerful, I know.

You're talking about your grandmother, so you have the guts to leave these guys outside, don't you?

"Right, Mikoto wouldn't be surprised if you thought so.

If you graduate from school, it's basically a lot of deductions. "

She also knows what happens to the people in the finished house.

But inside, with Mikoto's legend, you go into the workplace outside and stay quiet from the clan.

Some people walked away and had families there. They're on a mission.

They had speculated that they might have been led there.

In fact, they are enrolled by regular means to maintain Class B.

I guess spiritual talent was scarce but more capable in that respect than ordinary people.

Or it could be Mikoto's extraction that was spotting it.

Just.

"But either way.

The accidents and incidents you were involved in, they didn't do you any good. "

"Nothing, I don't care... if Shinichi (him) is around, it seems good for Borocus.

I mean, maybe, after they say it?

"Possible"

Gently turn your gaze around the dark shadows to the trembling girls.

Are you frightened or depressed, or both?

Anyway, it's like feeling a sense of ready-to-see. Plus they all hold their foreheads together.

"... that's terrible, this"

"But you're pretty sure. I don't know who caused it."

- Shin-ichi's naughty.

It makes me strangely convinced. Like I know. Like I shouldn't know.

The two, who felt subtle, said they were going to wait a while for everyone to settle down.

Not until we know the truth about them fearing Sinn Yichi but not too rampant.

And the conclusion "what to do” comes further after that.

So now, what I was wondering was something else.

"Is he really going to do me good?

"That's already... I just hope your grandmothers are okay"

It was a boy and a girl laughing powerlessly.

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A space closed to black, dominated by masks.

So Calle's quiet, but blameworthy gaze and words fill.

Though slightly, it was the first to react to it before anyone else.

Distort your expression to the poison of a mask that is painful even though it has no hostility or malice.

Of course the sincerity behind it, the table that was disgusting couldn't even do it (...) It hurt him.

"Lord Mascalade, that's..."

"I didn't tell you."

But I cut the mask and throw it away without even looking at my face.

The only thing Kale looked to was Mikoto, who had the same grin.

She shakes her head unfortunately with a smile on her face without moving to the words or to her gaze.

"Alas, apparently they hate you"

'This is something different. Not even at that age.

You're not mistaken for disgusting the opposite of favor, are you?

"Excuse me for that, ugh..."

A second time out of the question: 'Are those years decorative?' and just a pale question.

Mikoto flushes with a mask and an extra smile that tells him he's not interested enough to dislike you.

One throws up a slightly emotionless but sharp poison, and one denies or affirms it.

Keep smiling like you won't. The air there is' nil 'and' grin '

swordswallowing things that are unlikely to be clashes, and the monks in the form of views from the side

Breathtaking. It was just a prank of mild rhetoric and collisions in the garden until earlier.

"But why would you say that?

We're supposed to meet for the first time, and did you hear anything from the pussies?

'White things, I should have said them right.

He said he was there from the beginning. I've been watching it since the beginning. "

"Yeah, that's... speaking of which, how could you not help until that moment?

It's better than the mask that was confronting all the bullshit you just noticed.

Ong was more responsive and drastically convulsing his face.

'... don't you even care if it should be audacious? Or do you want to try to piss me off?

So for the first time I was emotionless. The mask sighs with a mix of colors that frightened my voice.

That means I was there at least then, as soon as I knew what Calle was saying.

You won't be the one who doesn't know that. Ten, eighty-nine, deliberately. So go on.

'None of this is crap,' he cuts and throws it away, increasing the intimidation of the mask.

"You asked me why, Tumen Mikoto.

You've decided that because you abandoned us.

The tone remained the same, and the mask clearly vomited poison (twitch). Mikoto hid his licence.

Just smiling doesn't change anything, but behind it, Ong was slightly sweating cold.

Generally speaking, it's quite a poker face, but with an unchanged grin and a black impudence.

In front of me, the expression of the last minute also floated the other way. We don't care.

Although we only look at each other.

"I see, that's why you created this space.

Just in case those kids don't hear you... you're so sweet. "

And Mikoto smiles while wearing another word on the last word of something.

"It's a creed to look after those who are in their own asylum."

The mask, on the other hand, was not worded, but unlike you, he said with his eyes.

Even here Mikoto remains undeniable and unambiguous, and now the mask is no more.

Do not pursue. Because we didn't feel the need to reveal the truth here with each other.

Because they generally see each other why they behave that way. But.

─ ─ As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to hear more about that there?

Then there was another person here who was not convinced.

Nature and three pairs of gazes gather into voiced objects. But the emotions in each eye are different.

Mikoto is calm about it, but Ong was just agitated, and the mask had a slightly surprising color.

"Kamnagi?

That's the voice emanating from that knife I kept aside.

I don't have the wrong ear for where I heard it coming from at this distance.

Then a blue and white light rose from the knife and swayed as if waiting for its gaze.

The silhouette that mimics it gradually becoming adult is that of a translucent adult woman.

A woman in her early twenties with Japanese eyes and hair wearing a witch outfit like the one she saw somewhere.

He represented it as it floated in the universe wrapped around him.

"Long time no see, Koko."

Mikoto, who spoke casually to a woman sitting in a relaxed position, but was called Tachiko, she does not respond.

Just that neat looking Yamato has a troublesome bitter laugh.

The mask took its name, rather than its side overlapped with someone else and breathed.

"Shouko...... what, Shouko Surfina, is that Bar's mother!?

"Oh, I can't believe you called me by that name. That's the man my daughter chose."

I'm in a good mood for the name I got from being with my beloved husband so that I'm right.

I'm glad, and the smile was very similar to hers.

Shauko Surfina. Or Tachiko Abe. That's Tomoe's mother's name.

I did a quick background check on Tomoe before. Besides, Kale was looking at the name.

"I see it was for her, not the cam nagi,"

"You're a good kid, maybe you didn't mean anything by it.

Are you trying to tell me you're not fighting me or something?

... Well, apart from that, I wanted you to be a little more surprised '

Shauko is dissatisfied with the mask and its calmness, which makes a more frightened voice out of reading its aim.

She doesn't look very swollen on her cheeks, but she doesn't look like a mother with a daughter.

"Even if it's unusual to have a weapon with a different soul... isn't it a little too much chatter?

The mask, which gave a normal answer without worrying about it, turned a swordswallowing gaze along the way.

I stab the nail to feel the truth that got me mixed up in her statement and not say anything extra.

But the prank mother, deluded with one wink, convinced him in one word.

'That's good, you'll find out anyway. Because you are the closest.

Wouldn't it be easier if we got the top two in one piece involved?

The bright atmosphere but the meanings that are embedded in the words are infinite, black.

Though the threats were made, Tomoe and the others are not at a stage where investigations and surveillance from the clan are avoided.

That's the same thing for the two of us here. I don't know how to deal with them.

I'll tell you (...) it won't rot later, he said. The mask nodded at the suggestion.

'.................. I see.

That should be Pa's mother, or should he be your daughter '

The mothers and daughters are all strangely smart, and strangely sharp in pointing.

laugh in the back of impotence to favor its similarities.

Was she happy with that expression again, too? Unlike her daughter, she was happy with her crowded breasts.

'Naturally, because that girl is my proud daughter! Good value for money?'

It was in itself a word and deed that felt love for my daughter, but I also learned the discomfort.

'... it's a lot different than what I was hearing?

'Yeah, yeah, well, that...' cause you did everything you could in front of that kid, Mother!

At the end of the day, Shauko talks like that with his decision face, even though he swims his eyes a little bit.

The mask that was cummed out of the mother cat's clothing shook her head in a sigh.

"You'll never be taught by Pa."

'My mother's secret I can't tell my daughter... oh, my god, it's filthy!

'... please, will you shut up already!

For the dignity and spirit of my proud daughter and the ideal mother statue and all that.

Shauko is a convicted man with a mourning mask but a satisfying grin on the condition.

On the other hand, the group of old men who left me behind often shrugged and whimpered.

"... we're strangely close to each other for the first time."

"Takuma-kun?

I wonder what that means, the kind of cold smile you throw at me.

On the cold sweat that kept coming out, Ong just had to mislead with a dry grin.

"Isn't that what you wanted to hear?

Nevertheless, she also turned her consciousness to her because she didn't really try to pursue it.

Asked Shauko suddenly, however, when he shuts up, he complains of his will with only his gaze on the mask.

─ ─ ─ I did it!

It's too easy to understand.

"Damn, you're a parent and child...... excuse me"

"Huh?"

"What?

This is definitely a mother and daughter, spilling an inner grin into the atmosphere.

Even falsely removed the air to turn its own white side.

A boy appears as if the black cloak is characterised by an instant of fogging and lack of features that someone calls the night.

"Hi. Nice to meet you. Nakamura Singh Ichi, I'm fifteen!

And so frantic - frivolous - I introduced myself with a grin.

Somehow the atmosphere was similar to that of Mikoto when he revealed his age.

……………

……………

That's why. Or does that not even get into your eyes and ears?

Humans, when they were heartfelt surprised, said they didn't even have a voice, but that's exactly where the sample was.

Who can imagine? A presence that scratched and threatened behind the world, child.

It was the child who unilaterally punished the people of the clan and erased that demon sword like a toy.

Above all, it's easy for her (Mikoto) to hang out with herself and still not see the bottom, kid.

Nor did I dream of being a younger boy than the Tomoes, etc.

"... uh, fifteen, age? Ugh, no!

I'm not deluding you like I am!?

the upset with his nose. He turned off his flamboyant (frivolous) grin as he laughed

I answered with a tone that did not make me feel dusty about respecting the elderly, working the old man, etc.

"This is definitely my body now. It was also not replaced by metastasis.

Mostly you're not delusional either, you just stopped physical time, right?

There's too much difference between the age of the soul and the age of the flesh, and it's easy to tell the tongue. "

"Eh."

A spiritual knife (hahahaoya) cuts into her breathtaking wonder if she had been spotted.

Aside from that, Mikoto?

I'd like you to explain why you overlooked our predicament.

I knew you guys had been lurking for a long time, and my future son.

We're witnessing, so you're not gonna listen to me escape, are you?

"Of the future?

"Son?"

Just.

False or serious? Old men stuffed with a cold soul.

I get caught up in that phrase more than I get to the point. Boy forcefully fixes that.

"... it's true that Pa's mother is right,

I watched you guys get summoned with that thunder and come (...) "

'I want you to call me my mother-in-law there... I knew you knew that, didn't I?

"I'm the one who pointed out the user-friendliness of the Thunder God Summon."

I smile happily for some reason, even though I feel uncomfortable about her.

In a flippant and polite tone, Sinichi informed him of the intention he had read.

"Still, if you're going to use it, I know that means something else. That one.

A message that you used something remarkable, that you're here, that something's going on here. "

At that point, Tomoe was thinking about calling Mikoto, the supreme power of the clan.

It was a way of putting a flashy thunder on her mansion. That sound and shock is with the power of the junction.

For those who cannot be perceived by the surrounding people, but are not, especially the owners of the mansion.

He said it should lead to Mikoto, who is a tenacious man.

"Well, the old lady came here knowing, but she was just hiding and watching."

In particular, the prospect was almost successful, but Mikoto himself was ruined because he lurked.

He was discerning the proximity and static posture of the old men in hiding.

With eyes as cold as they are now pointing at her.

"... hehe, hehe, I heard earlier, didn't you too?

But did you lose a little surprise? Did you push it in hard?

She revived her smile even as she darkly acknowledged that gaze, which she blamed sharply.

But the boy also returns the words without changing his expression or eyes to that extent.

"Like I said, do you want to piss me off that much?

Until you pretend you don't understand... it's a great desire for ruin. "

It gives me a pitiful grin that it's not worth hearing about such obvious provocations or anything.

Mikoto laughs as if he'd been better off with this. The truth would be the other way around.

"Oh, I'm not very busy."

"Well, you're very busy."

A black boy who often tells an old young woman that you are.

Unlike Shauko, who was laughing and watching how it looked, Ong wanted to go home again.

No, I truly miss our futon and count the stains on the ceiling to escape reality.

"I haven't answered anything in the end... doesn't Koko bother you?

Did he ever fail to get into the help of the pussies right away?

Mikoto said inside, you're still a bad abdominal worker.

I turn my voice to the woman of my acquaintance drifting in the space directly beside Sinichi with a bitter smile.

As if they and he were guilty of the same crime in that regard.

'Oh, nothing...' Cause that's what a master is, isn't it?

But the face and voice just said it was more of a heartfelt surprise that I returned from her.

When a disciple finds himself in a state of distress, as a teacher, he immediately enters into help.

She took it very obviously that it was disqualification.

"Speaking of which... that's what you were like"

The young old woman recalls that she was a child who took more kindness to push away than the sweetness to protect.

That's why Mikoto has never been trusted by her.

It would be proof of distrust that its floating (standing) position has remained unchanged since its manifestation.

This is totally on his side.

"Kusu, still... couldn't you have done something more?

Words from curiosity that I'd rather hear the answer to this than evil.

The boy also felt that will again but dared to answer normally.

"I'm not working out in such a soft way that people kill me instantly"

To show that the relationship between a teacher and a disciple is never a decoration.

As a result, she quietly roared the old men with her remarks that followed.

'Yeah, I don't know about that one, but it was as bad as I thought. Thanks to

I don't mind because I've gained a lot of experience in interpersonal fights... before I got married for once?

The fact that Shoko only had a distant eye for a moment also causes Micoto to cramp his cheeks for a moment.

If I was to work out, there was no forgiveness. I wonder if I did enough to make her do that.

Especially the boy swims his eyes at words that blame him for being his mother or for turning away.

'Well, thank you honestly for helping me out properly in a dangerous place.

I was in a hurry when I got caught in prison flames... because I was seriously worried about whether to manifest myself or not.

'Cause I didn't even realize you were here until that moment.'

Still, from the mother's point of view, the gratitude for protecting my daughter comes first.

The boy who was just pointed at it nodded small with a slightly worse face.

"Did you find out about that? I thought only the signs were well misleading."

'Only signs, huh? I'm not deluding you about the unnaturalness back and forth. You're aware, aren't you?

Pa gave priority to ending things, but I'm sure you'll find out later. '

I guess, and he remembers the sharpness of a girl who is essentially (...) calm and satirical with a nod.

He felt he was “real”, unlike himself, who was just not upset over the aftermath.

"And, of course, who protected the spirit and soul of that annoying child?"

"... there too, is it?

"Pa stamped a guardian spiritual symbol (flying), but that's not all.

It would have been difficult without any other help. The answer is obvious because you were safe.

He's not stupid enough to think about it. '

You know, if asked with his eyes, he laughs bitterly but nods instantly.

"If I could always demonstrate that satire and predictability, I could go higher."

Nevertheless, I just point out that it hasn't happened there yet.

Just a little jealousy in those eyes and more like a toddler looking up at the stars.

There was a vision that baffled the old men - as if they were the eyes of a man who admired the gifted.

"... and then it was amazing.

I didn't expect you to kick Takuma-kun, who turned into that monster, so easily... "

"You were surprised with an amazing face that was about to come off your jaw, too.

Why is there a mass calade here, in a targeted way? "

But neither of them say that as if it had never happened.

Young old ladies and boys smiling at each other, not laughing at each other, are endlessly black.

Shauko laughed unchanged, though Weng had a completely broken expression and a pale complexion.

'Heh, so this one saved me.

Thank you so much because someone knew about the Devil's Sword threat and you were silent.

With that, most of the evil was extinguished, so the bar could also fight. Even me.

'Cause I still didn't have enough power to fight my 2,000 year class.'

Otherwise I couldn't even cut it off, Shauko said, expressing gratitude.

Side by side with that face that mixes properly the poison to someone but also shows relief.

My mother laughs furiously at the boy who makes the rash look bad again.

'Oh, you really don't like being thanked or anything... feet, okay?

Oh, of course it's your leg. '

If you don't say this, you won't know.

He answered sighingly, flushing that it was his fault in the first place, although he remembered the frustration.

Because if they were watching, there's no point hiding it.

"Thanks to you.

It would have been noticed if the bars had touched it, too, but it has already recovered. "

Tomoe's reasoning had hit the spot. But the problem was wiping out the Devil's Sword.

I didn't make them, I was attacked by flames, I kicked them with all my might to save them.

The clash between three and two thousand years of evil will naturally be won by the former, but neither will he be unharmed.

The fact that there has been an opening for a thousand years makes the matter comparable to two-thirds of its own.

Still, not with him that's completely integrated with the existence that just haunts it.

Cloudy, but homogeneous concepts clash with each other, winning or losing, shredding each other.

The monstrous Daozhen hurt his dominant arm and was greatly weakened.

He also had a temporarily debilitating leg in direct contact when he kicked it off.

"So if you figure out I'm the one who helped you later, you won't know that much."

'Wow, so don't resist. You were letting me touch you. There was no abnormality there.

To make you assume that even if there was wear and tear, it wasn't so much. Phew,

I knew it was a boy... even though you needed to hide for a while '

Don't. I put up with him, and he shakes his head pale in my mother's eyes when she sees something smiling.

"That's a reset of the mask's ability to conceal.

When I attack, it weakens, but when I hide and put it back on, it revives. "

"Heh, that's what I'm gonna do."

It's not a lie, it's a boy who tried to get into smoke by it, but his mother (Canojo) is better at one.

Because the boy hasn't denied a word that it was so much wear and tear.

My mother laughs that she is a clumsy honest person, as my daughter says.

He becomes tannic but doesn't feel uncomfortable there.

"Oh, well, then it was a good time to speak up there."

But the air solidified into what I hoped would have been a good statement in a frank voice.

He was clever enough to stare at Mikoto with a face that seemed to cry even now.

My eyes say things as much as my mouth, and I say... please don't make the air worse.

"Um, Pa's mother.

It's been like this for a long time, dare you, what?

'That's why my mother-in-law said...' Yes, it is.

I don't really have a lot of people's cot either, but air reading and whats that?

Ask me more than that! It was like an AKY. "

"Is that how you bring it to your own pace or through me?

I do it a lot too......... kolenaiwer "

Promise?

I put my ears and mouth together and the two of them pretended to keep a secret story. I squeal my audible pussy.

Mikoto just smiles the same, but his cold sweat never stops.

He hasn't said anything himself, he hasn't been seen, but it's irrelevant.

It was in the condition of needles. But when I saw it, there was a voice that encouraged me with a flamboyant voice.

"Oh, I don't care about the sunset. You're so desperate to defy Mikoto.

Because I know exactly how you feel just because you did. '

"My hands, my legs, my mouth, they tied me up and made me inactive.

I guess it was in the kids' minds that I didn't even give it a bite.

Well, I feel guilty about one thing or the other... but it's not okay. "

Especially the substitute where I don't know if I should be happy or moaning that I was watching all of its contents.

Moreover, the boy's words had completely read through his mood and he could not be relieved at all.

Though I just guessed with the seemingly complicated eye of seeing Leo and the others so far from Shin-ichi.

"Phew, you were watching"

'Yeah, I saw it. For some reason, I think I (Kamnagi) got better.

Because it was used by Reika-san a few times, it gradually became more hierarchical!

"... the Spirit Knife that kills evil gods is powered by my influence..."

Proudly - unlike my daughter - the boy grins inside next to a chest-stretched showco.

It is a sinew in the mood that the fire extinguisher is said to have improved its performance under the power of flames.

I mean, I don't know what that means. But because of the knowledge of evil gods, “somehow” understanding.

I have an irrational headache that I can do. Especially since the dust doesn't show up on my face.

Anyway, I'd like to hear the answer.

Mikoto, why didn't you do anything... with that purpose? '

…………

A calm but low sounding voice gives the impression that you are questioning the other person.

It was just SinIchi, not Shauko, where Mikoto peeked for a moment.

Whether he notices that gaze or not, he stabs the nail to whine unresponsively.

"You don't have to talk about it... but you don't know what's going to be revealed then, do you?

No one has a mechanical voice like that when you're talking to Shauko.

Unlike its lack of deterrence, however, it was a clear threat.

If you don't talk to me yourself, I'll reveal everything to you, even the extra part.

He told it like it was nothing and with no confidence or anxiety that he could do it.

………

She lived more than a hundred years of the moon. Is that a pure fact?

I am not sure if it is a touch by the facial expression mask (poker face), and the eyebrow roots come a little closer.

She even thinks this would have been easier to understand when it was Mascarade.

However, I have a feeling that it is not a good idea to make a false statement or respond. At that time.

I saw a future in which he would make that statement a reality. He's been an exorcist longer than anyone.

She believes in that intuition more than anyone else. Now even that directs me to someone.

Although I felt uncomfortable as it was being done.

"Phew... it's not something you guys would hide.

Yeah, it seemed like a convenient situation, in short. "

She confesses in a mild tone, clapping her shoulders just as she came.

He said it would have been more convenient for me to leave him there without a hand.

Especially when I thought it was completely unexpected that there was a mass calade.

"For your convenience, were you planning something that you didn't want to do, Micoto?"

Were you anticipating the word? While seeping through a little disappointment.

She intentionally changes the air that had been crushed and relaxed somewhere until then.

The disappearing expression of emotion is the face of an exorcist who looks to his enemies. There's a space dominated by black.

Squeeze as if you screamed. Leaked spirits release aggressive fluctuations.

Whoever stabbed him in the skin, the air was trembling.

"... As I thought, Tachiko noticed.

That's why you abandoned us and left... your sister is sad "

Cover your eyes with a kimono whilst flushing it with a breeze.

I'm sad and crying right now. I'm just posing as an old man.

Shauko and Ong stare at her with such attitude.

They spoke more eloquently than their mouths. Tell me what's ahead. Besides, the old lady...

I'm upset when I stop acting like I'm upset that no one got caught up in the prank.

I threw up.

"... This is why Satanic Kid doesn't move the way she wants.

I thought you were going to scratch my clan for more. "