Instant Death

It was made of gold and silver gems.

The floors, columns, walls and ceilings are golden, with gems scattered all over various places.

Probably real.

But there's no way Hanakawa has enough eyesight to determine the truth.

Because Hanakawa's appraisal skills are only a power to peek into the status of others.

- But there's no such thing as gold-plated glass balls...

Between the thrones made for the Emperor, the wise man. There's no way you're deceiving me with a proper fake. Huge amounts of wealth should have been spent here.

"What do you say? What about my throne?

Joshifumi, a wise man and emperor of the Empire of Ento, was sitting on his throne fluttering.

Of course, the throne is a creation of luxury, and it boasts an incomprehensible luxury.

His women lay on the throne.

The women who were with Yoshifumi in the tavern seem to be in a position to get to the palace.

"Hey, that's already a tremendous luxury! Awkward, I'm impressed!

Hanakawa lay flat on the floor one step down from the throne.

"Be honest with me, okay?

"Huh!? No, it's a genuine word with no lies!

"Are you sure?

Yoshifumi is getting awesome.

I wasn't so scared.

Yoshifumi's clothes, words and deeds are cheap chimps themselves, not so intimidating.

The look was even hilarious.

It's just a mistake of some kind, and it looks like the lower end of the throne that's getting to the minute unworthy.

Even Hanakawa had no fear of Yoshifumi.

Except for Yoshifumi.

The woman on the throne only thinks she has the power to read Hanakawa's mind.

In other words, here, its heart could have been completely breached in an attempt to line up a good beauty phrase or granny around the ear.

Hanakawa felt terrified and creepy.

- Ugh... Should we keep pushing through….

They're telling me to be honest, so should I really be honest?

Should they still penetrate that the earlier words are sincere, although they may be reading their minds?

"Well... making it so golden sounds like it's too much and stupid, or so much for my golden hobby, the grass can... or the chimps themselves just seem too much for the throne..."

Hanakawa was terrified, but I decided to be honest with him.

After all, I thought it would be useless to deceive you if you read your mind.

"Ah!?"

Yoshifumi revealed his anger.

"I'm sorry -!

Hanakawa rubbed his forehead against the floor.

I thought it was over.

After all, no matter what they say, I should have said something that's not obvious.

But it's not like anything ever happens.

- Something tells me this pattern of hands is common. Look, if you look up from the groundhog, the situation is changing, and it's the one about what to do!

Hanakawa tried to look up in horror.

I had eyes.

The situation had not changed anything.

Yoshifumi kept staring at Hanakawa with a grumpy face.

"Hino, no, no, no! I knew you'd stay mad at me!

Hanakawa dared the dugout, who had just slapped his head on the floor again.

"It's more depressing, you know! Don't look at me!

"Then sweeten to your words"

Hanakawa looked up softly.

"... it's a brilliant plan, you..."

"So what should we do..."

Honestly, I'm angry, and I'm angry even when I'm grounded. I don't care if it's Hanakawa. I didn't know. I just had to reopen it.

"Fair enough. You know what a court clown is?

"People like clowns serving kings and such...... are they?

In some play, Hanakawa had memories of such a person coming out.

"Well that's the place. I'm not that familiar with it either, but he was in a position to be forgiven for any disrespect. A king is lonely. Everyone will only say old ladies. I guess I needed a guy like that too."

"Huh. What's that?"

"You, do the court clown. Forgive me no matter what I say. I'll make sure you're safe."

"I don't like it!

"Ah!?"

"So, but I thought you said you'd forgive me no matter what I said!

Even as he was frightened, Hanakawa insisted.

"Mm... that too... no, what about that... well, that one. I really don't have the right to veto. I'll kill you when you get out of the capital. Freedom is only within this capital."

"Ho, what can I really say?

"Oh. Against me, against everyone. So I won't punish you."

"Ha... but why are you being awkward?

Hanakawa hasn't even licked the world enough to get on with it instantly because he said so.

Instinct was complaining that we should be cautious here.

"Wherever you want to make a court dojo, if you put me in front of you, a wise man and emperor, you're going to say granny anyway. But I didn't think so. That's all."

"Ha... I did, from earlier, leak a lot of things, so to be honest, I wonder how hard it was to keep up."

"And put this on."

When Yoshifumi said so, he brought clothes carefully folded by the woman who was beside the throne.

"Is this... clown clothes?"

"It's a special order that I made for you. I'm so fat. The ready-made product didn't fit."

I tried to spread the clothes I was given.

Hanakawa thought of Trump's joker.

Hanakawa, who is not originally fashion sensible, is a flashy costume that even Hanakawa hesitates to wear.

"Take care of that, okay? I'm not wearing that. I can't admit I'm a clown. Can't help being disrespected, can you?

I guess it is something that is so decided in Yoshifumi.

It was no longer an atmosphere where Hanakawa could refuse no matter how much he was raised now.