When I glanced into Philia's hand, I found that the footage was projected from the coin.

Apparently, he's using that one to bring up letters on the wall.

Finally, it is an ultra-compact projector.

It would be a modern substitute by the unnatural, if found in a different world of medieval style.

... No.

Instead of modern, I might even say near-future.

When it becomes a video projector that is only about the size of a coin, it seems beyond the scientific power of the planet.

Was the world where Kana lived like Aupert was sleeping in a mess?

Is that what happened to the other world I was in?

Put your gaze back on the wall while filling your head with question marks.

A strangely shaped string that fills the field of view again.

It's the first type of word I've ever seen.

It's completely different from the alphabets of different worlds, and it doesn't resemble the letters of the Earth.

I can read without difficulty thanks to my language comprehension skills, but without this it would have just looked like a scratch.

It's a bad font.

The atmosphere is similar to that of the notebook of the murderer, which was released on a news show back in the day. It doesn't make you feel human, a random brush like it was written in the statute.

Whatever the difference between Japanese and the unknown language, the writer's humanity is somehow conveyed.

First of all, there is no doubt that the sleigh would not fit with the person who wrote this sentence.

I don't plan to see him, but I can read him with a bitter laugh.

From what I've seen, this scratch letter seems to spell out the title and person name.

"Planning: Gargimendo

Original proposal: Ba Aguer

Monster Design: Borozoul

Balanced Design: A Givon '

"... staff role?

Yes, a staff roll.

It looks a lot like that boring string, displayed with game or cartoon end credits.

Just kidding, there was even a place where it said 'Extras: Delightful Friends of the Earth'.

Indeed, in the other world, where I and Kana were summoned, the skill is the level. Stats said that the concept of gameplay existed.

That's why you won't even have to drop by the game so far.

I made fun of people, it's a nasty joke.

Is this the last place you've been waiting for where there was even an exchange of lives?

I stared at Philia's face with dismay. On the frightened side, there are no signs of intelligence.

I know it's useless to just ask, but I'll ask for once.

"Can Phyllia explain what this is all about?

The former chief cleric doesn't answer anything. He likes the coin so much, he licks it around with his tongue like a dog.

I sighed and took the coin from Philia.

I thought it might be dangerous because I could drink it by accident.

"Ah! Ah!

It turns out that Philia, who confiscated the toys, starts sluggishly. But it's about time I got used to dealing with him.

If I rubbed my nipple butt properly and even sucked it on my lips, it would make me grown up... and when I was flashing, I could hear the sound of sobbing from my feet.

It was Angelica.

He swelled his eyes red in the gymnastics seat and looked up at me with a flattering eye.

When did you get here?

I thought so, but I was full of gaps while I was hitting the letter on the wall, so I had every chance to get close.

"Are you having an affair in the morning..."

Angelica shrugged in tears.

Naturally, my guilt doesn't just break through my chest.

"Listen to me, Ange. Phyllia won't be quiet unless it's this way."

"That's why I, I wouldn't have to do it where my eyes are!?

Geez, they call me Geez. Of course it's ten against zero and it's my fault, so there's no way I can argue with it or anything.

A man is a sandbag in silence.

"Right, I should have shoved him into the toilet too. I'm sorry about that."

"... your father flirts with the chief cleric in the Chamber, that's not good"

"So what am I supposed to do?

"... please do the same to me"

"Huh?"

"Please do the same to me"

"That doesn't taste good. You're still sixteen..."

"Why can't I do what the Chief Cleric can do!?

I can really cry like this, so I confess honestly.

"If the other person is Filia, it's just a nursing sensation, but if Ange and I flirt a lot, we might get murky and get a job. I'm not sure I can contain myself when I'm dealing with you."

"What is that excuse... Huh? Yeah? Oh, really? That's right... That's what I think of your father..."

Then I can't help it - and Angelica smiled, and when she did, she approached me.

I wondered what I would do, hugging me in a habitual motion and giving me a light kiss on my cheek.

If Phyllia is a big dog, Angelica is just a kitten.

"Are you taking a good look, Chief Cleric? Because your father is mine. Your father likes me..."

I don't think it's a thief cat, I'll show it to a thief dog.

Hi. I hear Angelica's anger is turning toward Philia, not me.

For Christ's sake, I picked up my life, and when I leaked my soothing breath, I was sucked into my lips when I said I wouldn't even miss that breath.

Well, here's what happens. What a life I have.

I generate a case in my mouth in the morning and eat a kiss with momentum that overrides my bad breath with angelica odor.

Ayako, who was watching the whole thing, was added to it, and it's in a state that the public can't see.

Or if I show it to you, you'll get caught.

"Let's eat now..."

If I anthropomorphize the concept of violating child welfare laws, maybe it will be me.

I swelled my consciousness of sin to the table.

Garlic-ridden toast and mumsy drinks greet me.

Maybe it's better to still be releasing the smell of garlic than to pump the smell of a young woman from her face and walk.

As I told myself, I had a breakfast that only seemed like dinner.