"Stay here."
The janitor in this room said that to me with disgust rounds.
I sat as inconspicuously as I could with Potsung in a room with nothing of small concrete.
I'm glad you changed your clothes. Something beautifully tamed. Nevertheless, I wonder what the hell they did. So much so that you'd be deported from the country, you did so much.... you killed nobles or something?
I observed them not to be enlightened.
Everyone sees no rush for what lies ahead, eyes that have lost hope. Especially since one woman and one man who seem to be a couple are completely immersed in despair. It's dead eyes and it's on the wall.
Opposite me, full of hope. Oh, I'm really curious what you did!
There may be information that can be obtained by observation. I still want to hear directly from the person's mouth. Even though it's more efficient......
"What did the boy do?"
One obese man asked me that in a diagrammatically thick voice.
Oh, I didn't know you'd ask me the other way around what I was going to ask......
The charges of deportation from the country include, on the face of it, the crime of erasing the memory of the prince, the crime of abusing Mr. Liz, and the crime of murder.... Let me just say one last thing.
"... Murder"
I made the lowest possible voice and squealed blush.
It's hard to make a low voice. But when you get the hang of it one of these days, you'll get used to it.
"Well, boys like you are guilty of murder."
The man looked impressed for some reason.
You reacted to the word murder, and the other three seemed only a little interested in me.
You're supposed to be the best about yourself, but you're still interested in having kids like me banished from the country.
I gave him a proper answer, so I can ask him questions, too, right? I mean, you can ask all of them questions, right?
"For what sin was everyone caught?
Everyone solidified for a moment to my question, then the obese system man opened his mouth with a slight hesitation.
I'm guilty of murder, too.
"So do we."
Subsequently, that's what the men in the couple said.
The other kid guy left is releasing an aura that never seems to say anything. Only he feels like he's floating in here for some reason.
... silent, long, with many scratches on the body that would have been made of blades. Maybe a killer or something.
"Killing isn't supposed to be that heavy in this country, either."
A man in the obese system laughs bitterly.
That's true, homicide is no longer incriminating. It wasn't a problem either when I killed the bandit.... Then why are they deported from the country?
If we keep doing this, we're going to leave this country with nothing but distrust and doubt and go to Lavar.
"Boy, what's your name?
"... Leah"
I thought about it a little and then I answered. I couldn't think of a boy's name in an instant, and I answered my nickname, "Ali," upside down.
"Leah. My name is Phil."
"I'm Mill, and this is my wife Ruby."
Ruby responded little to Mill's words either, just brought them to the wall and didn't make her feel any strength.
I turned a blind eye to the boy's man, but they didn't know his name either, and he looked like he'd never had a word of conversation.
"Time. Get out there."
When I finished introducing myself, the janitor opened the door to the room.