Ippanjin Enpou Yori Kaeru. Mata Hatara Kaneba!

"Hah..."

The street lights are completely off, but the brightly lit "barrier" light source is barely secured, so walking around is not a problem.

In that way, I looked at the partner who let out a sigh.

Let's call it a little pesto mask.

Ka-kun, my neck was drooping, and because of that, the tip of the pest mask dropped to the point where it was about to stick towards the ground.

"What makes you so depressed?"

A tall man with a large pesto mask, I'd like to call it the Pesto Cathedral to distinguish it here.

The pest asks Little Pest.

"I wanted about one photo..."

I crushed it as I walked.

Then he took something out of the sleeve of a loose clothes like a robe.

"... you still have it, that's it"

Since the tip of my mouth was slightly towards the side where the pest was small, I must have seen that side.

It is inconvenient because I don't understand the sensitivity of the expression when the two of them are wearing masks.

It was a small key holder that was taken out.

It's a cute armored helmet with a chic, deformed character goods.

It is a hard copyright item that describes a completely different character with a similar appearance to the "Knight of Light" that was traded for a considerable amount of money at one time.

By the way, there is a batten wound on the helmet, so it is not a resale version with a calm price, but the initial lot that is still high.

"It was an opportunity to talk."

Pesto Xiao said so and became shunned.... maybe. I can't see well with the pesto mask.

Pesto speaks to me when he sees it.

“You know it's an emergency, too. I don't think that's going to happen."

"... I felt like I could go. If that's the case, just talk to me for a minute, and sign one."

"Are you insane? He and I have never met before." I didn't intend to get along like this without the mediation of firecrackers and early seedlings. "

When Pesto let out to the small as if to blame, he did not care about it and said back as he teased the head of the mascot in the keychain with his finger.

“Work is work, but private should be private. Better work can't be done without a better personal life, and vice versa."

"... there will be intentions on the other side." In addition to keeping your identity secret, there are also concerns that if you sign it, it will be used to investigate handwriting. "

"In that case, I'll put up with the photos."

The more you say it, the more you argue.

It is true that we do not step into personal privacy outside of work.

However, if there is an impact in this way, you have to make an exit.

It doesn't matter if you have feelings or if your judgment is dull.

"Ahh..."

"I understand your concern, but it's okay."

They took the lead I was trying to say.

Keep the small pesto as it is.

"That person is obviously the strongest person in the room at that time with only Plain Specs." Naturally, that includes us. "

"That's..."

Even though it was blurry and hard to hear through the pest mask, the voice reached my ears.

"It's no use worrying about the weak being strong. If that person can't do anything, we can't do anything about it."

……

Sometimes I can't do it without doing it.

I was grabbing that cursed stone with my bare hands, but it wasn't my accumulation.

If it is normal, it is a theatrical object at the level of contact, i.e., preparedness for site defects.

I developed blisters and it hurt for a while. How can I react if I keep using it?

If Shito hadn't responded first, I would have asked him to expose Ajinomoto in the same way.

At the very least, it is assumed that there is no lie in the content of what is being said, but it is definite that a human possesses curse-resistant resistance beyond the boundaries of present-day humanity.

In addition, it has various magic abilities, magic techniques that are lost, and above all, standards that do not understand people's divisions in the physical aspect.

It seems that the white stone group can't hide its backup with its ass, and even there is a brain that can explain the magical concept of becoming an "expert" as a technique.

And it's unprecedentedly popular.

Not only Japanese festival lovers, but also fanatic fans all over the world.

The bait looks tasty and charming, but it's like a big, overly visible trimosh is spread out a few hundred meters in front of it.

Exactly too sweet a poison.

(Do you need to take any action? If it is inserted further.)

One of them was thinking about it, while the other was a pesto mask who walked behind him while playing with the keychain at hand.

Behind them, just talking about the world, a container of flaming trucks was rolling around.

It was the same container that the "Knights" saw in the radio tower, and there was something rambling all around the area.

For some reason, the truck at the base of the container was supposed to leave "only down" from the handle of the driver's door, so as to improve the wind and odor.

Somehow, I said, "I can't see the upper side as long as I look around."

The steering wheel of the driver's seat, which only leaves the underside of the door, is completely missing from 10 o'clock to 2 o'clock.

Once upon a time, when I was a child. When the shortcake was served to the snack.

At a young age, my father and mother asked me if I should use a fork.

Ignoring their teachings, I still can't use enough forks, and everything has never been a hassle.

And with that desire come.

When we were children, we ran over the cake.

After leaving a clear tooth shape and rooting strawberries and creams on the upper side unscathed.

What was left in the truck now was a "tooth shape" that seemed to have eaten the upper side of the truck vigorously and with a large mouth.

"Hey, this isn't your destination, is it?" It's not supposed to be across the street from the substation. "

Due to the division of the team, Mayumi, who broke up with the "Knight", was moving with his fellow Masaki Garcia and his colleague Yotsuda, a somewhat soft-hearted man.

It is a prerequisite to move under the "Knight", who is originally the "supervisor", but it has been confirmed that Yotsuta has supervisory authority on behalf of the Knight.

It is believed to be the result of allowing flexible use of the "Mayumi Garcia" resource within the Shiraishi Group.

The Knights decided that it was obviously more efficient under these circumstances.

"You may not be able to understand the errors of the brush in Hiroshi." Everyone can make mistakes. So, it was the destination of the Knight's expert Sun, but it was off. The correct answer is this way, in this building. The university, the government, and the local industry and academia started a third sector, the cloud server building. ”

"How do you know that?"

Yotsuda opens the building door in response to the wondrous Mayumi.

A management building in a tertiary sector that should have invested a significant amount of money. It is strange that it is not locked in the middle of the night.

"I guess it was made for falling, but there are various things, and now it's just a big server." The management is also complicated, and the subcontracting is even more subcontracted to throw rounds. No one cares about the department that holds on to the mold-drop machine that missed the current and drives the deficit away anyway, and who cares if they get reemployment after retirement? I don't know where you are. But a low-use, emergency-powered, remotely monitored, unpopular building....... I wonder if it was easy to use inside. "

Instead of answering Mayumi's question, she jumped inside and continued along the illuminated building. On the way there is an emergency light indicating an emergency exit.

"This point had a foundation that could be prepared in advance. In the meantime, I've prepared a vigilante rattlesnake, and I've left a trap for it. We hosted this massive event in a well-prepared position.”

With that said, I took the cigarette out of my pocket and lit it with a zippo.

Yotsuda walks along a corridor marked "No Smoking".

Phew, when you breathe out a big smoke, a line is drawn in the sky.

The sound of Yotsuta's leather shoes walking on the floor of the mortar echoes.

A vending machine that seems to be the resting space you walked to, and a number of used and unmatched sofas.

Whether the emergency power supply was alive or not, the vending machine was shining brightly.

"... well, well? You can take a sip in such a fierce battle, because this place is already cleared." Just a few moments ago, it was the virtuous one who called me to cooperate with me in good faith. I cleared it up first. "

"Telephone? The" "barrier" "in the sky wiped out all the communication." "

"It seems that there is a" hole "made with regularity in a part of the radio band. If you bite a relay that can use it, no problem. The only person I know is the virtuous bat."

Bats?

Yotsuta, who sat on the sofa, seemed unwilling to answer any more.

His face, which was not well seen in the dark, had a sarcastic smile on its face.

Even if you make a mistake, it's not a funny and laughing face.

Somehow, my dissatisfaction was swirling deeper.

As I put my legs together and roasted my cigarette, I smoked it all the way to the root, and then squeezed it into the table in front of the sofa and put out the fire.

Too bad attitude, but I'm sure he's trying to fix it somehow.

"... here we are."

That's what I said, Yotsuta.

Giggle, giggle, giggle.....

Unlike them, somebody's footsteps.

It was heard from the end of the dark corridor. The number is not one. Multiple, that is, at least two humans are here.

Mayumi, and Masaki, jumped to maximum alertness.

Meanwhile, Yotsuta did not try to break his unpleasant expression, but turned around and took a brand new cigarette from his nostrils and put it on his lips without lighting a fire.

His gaze was still swallowing and he was looking beyond the darkness.

And then and then and then and then...

The sound of shoes is getting louder.

Mayumi narrowed her eyes as the dimly lit human appearance began to blur.

Then, when I saw the face, I opened my eyes.

"Ah, you!?"

Mayumi's voice resounded loudly in the resting space.