Congratulations, gentlemen.
There was an extraordinarily bright voice, and the front of the wide back chair turned towards Kurli.
There he was, a simple and familiar looking White Ghost the person who flipped Shizukuzuku upside down and slightly upwardly corrected around his tail (?).
"How was my mansion? Did you enjoy it? The girl there gave me a lot of funny reactions with a little noise, and it was amazing and fun! Looks like my people are happy for me! Besides, it's great of you to solve the mystery properly and come this far."
I was expecting a temple that the master of the mansion was dead, and I looked softly into the room, rather frightened and slightly behind the brave man. I don't know what to say, even if it's the same "dead," I get unwittingly pompous about the impact of a different dimension than the grossly side. Apparently, the brave party was also struck by an unspoken shock, and they all did not move one fingertip with their mouths shut uniformly.
"I didn't expect the clergy to be misplaced! Ugh! Thanks to you, a few of my buddies accidentally ascended!!
Well, I can't help but pass, but Ghost, who says in a voice like he rolled the bell, returned his gaze from me to Sorol-kun to me again, flickering and softly flying towards this one.
"Then seriously! Allow every item in this room to be brought home as a souvenir of the Ghost House attack! So, it looks like you've been packing a lot in that bag..."
"What!? Oh, what is it?
He says without unwittingly getting caught in a gaze that deviates from Sue's.
"Well, fine. I feel good now, so give it all away! Wow, I'm fat."
The white body bounces around the walls and ceilings with the poyon poyon to match the voice, relentlessly hitting the equipment. This is a fine poltergeist phenomenon if you can't see it. I see. Is that how it worked, and I'm convinced as I stare at the ghost of a cute figure, there's a ton, and a shoulder slapper.
"What is it?
I look back as I say, stiff for a few seconds.
A blue-white-faced old woman's neck floated there three times.
Its closed eyes and mouth slowly open for a creepy grin...
"No......... heyyyyyyyyyy!?!!
Hold Gabari and those close to him by the back thoughtfully and tighten as much as you can. I hit my forehead hard on something hard, but for now I'm not talking about it where I care.
"KHAHAHAHA!! You did it. Three Eldary sisters! I love you guys for not removing what you're after."
I hear a tense voice when I do it in the distance, but gable I cling desperately to let go of something I grabbed.
"I'm sorry."
—— I can't, I can't, I can't!!! I didn't see it, I didn't! I didn't see anything!!
"There's a blade there."
- Fantasy, fantasy, all fantasy! Add or subtract light, add or subtract!
"Before you get hurt..."
—— No, I'm scared of assumptions!! I'm scared of assumptions!!!
………
—— Assumption............ Hmm?
A sighing sound leaks over his head and he gets pounded on the head with the voice Couscous.
—— Hmm??
"Are you okay? I kind of remember my daughter watching Bell."
"One must have remembered his grandson."
"Grandson..."
"Grandpa, you even have a grandson...?
I notice a familiar voice in my ear saying, "The Reps are a large family" to the inquiry of the boy and girl, slowly pulling out the power of my body. If you look up gently, Mr. Rice enters your eyes with a gentle grin as you stroke my head with a big palm. This guy is a really good father... and I somehow calmed down, remembering what I saw of your daughter one day, starting to worry about something shiny and hard that hits my face, putting my raised gaze back...
--Whoa!?
Pull away the spinning arm and lag back.
"Excuse me! I'm sorry! Forgive me! It's an accident!
Shouting like that, I shook my head down all at once.
—— If you cuddle by accident because you like it, don't do it!! I don't think you should suddenly hug me from behind because I'm scared!! Perfectly fitting thin hips. Even if that was already a great hug!! What did you do to me, Mr.!?
Is that a dungeon thing!? This is no longer a subsoil area!? And ahead of me, scared as I shrink, including signs that my low voice doesn't care and leaks "no..."
"Yes! Then it's time to open up."
The ghost of a tall voice creates an arm-like thing out of a white body, breaded together! and made it sound.
The scenery around that moment changed from room to forest, with some equipment rolling onto the potato and the ground.
"Anyone who didn't choose a souvenir, take it from among them! Oh, yeah, yeah. I've got a special gift for you that entertained me the most. ♪ Well, say hello to Phantom Road. ♪
A joyously laughing voice clings to the woods, and the white mist that was drifting clears up.
The forest square, where the mansion was supposed to be sitting, had disappeared at some point, and we returned to me one after the other, in a place where there was no inflection of any kind that seemed right to describe it as between trees and trees.