Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

The anomaly happened as soon as our silly noise subsided.

"I guess I lost after all..."

Such a small... then a dissatisfied voice began to leak from the seats of the forty-first arrondissement, prompted by a sound of clarity.

"What the hell is going on?!?

"Hold on, hunting guild!

"Isn't it okay if I leave it all to you?!?

"They even took us to the store!

"You're a fraud!

"Isn't this the breakdown of District 41!

"What's up, lord!?

That was momentum as if the depression that had been accumulating had exploded. The anger becomes a big twist and fills the venue.

stage and a curse relentlessly showered by the hunting guild and Ricardo standing in front of it.

"I'm scattered because I left it to you!

A word of it told the story of the system of the forty-first district.

Ricardo managed to run District 41 with its mighty traction, with its hunting guild as its main focus.

As a result, all relations with the hunting guilds became thicker, and while the other inhabitants showed a certain understanding on that point, they were still dissatisfied.

Until now, the economy has been spinning hard, benefiting from hunting guilds.

Although awkward, Ricardo's operations managed to keep spinning.

But for the first time, it stopped in a visible way.

The relationship, which I managed to carry on in a delicate balance, collapsed without a trace.

Even though that was the only way, from the people who had been scorned, put behind them, and left behind, this situation was like, "Look, I'm not telling you!," and I would say that's the situation.

The grievances that were tickling burst here all at once, also helping them become a group.

"I don't know! You guys can take responsibility!

"That's right! Make up for the damage we're going to suffer with the Lords and the Hunting Alliance!

"Yes, they do!

Shoes, garbage, are thrown into the venue.

"You, lord, quit!

To someone's irresponsible remarks, the air in the venue stuck in an instant.

The hunting guild guys cut it off quietly.

"Disband the hunting guild, too!

The inhabitants, who only cleared up their depression, spit out words that were just dirty.

Medra moves and stands in a position to protect Ricardo.

And bark at the audience.

"If you have a complaint, name your first name and then say it!

Loud as a lightning strike, the audience's voice stops for a moment.

"Hide in the herd. Can-can. It's not barking! Atashi and the others will neither run nor hide! There's nothing backward or anything! Let's argue outright!

Medra puts her hands on her hips and stares into the audience.

Hunting guild faces line both sides of it.

Alvaro on Gustave, Isaac on Drino, Weblo. Other than that, there are people with strong arms lined up to stare at the audience.

"Heh... heh! Is it violence after all!?

"... what?

MEDRA reacts to the unspoken word, flying from somewhere. I have blue muscles on my forehead.

"That's how, intimidate, threaten! You guys have been blocking our opinions!

"Oh, yeah! What you guys have done is blackmail!

"It's repression!

"You dictator!

Medra's muscles swell around and wide.

"... let me tell you..."

That's not good.

If Medora goes wild like this, the people in the passenger seat will be killed instantly.

No wonder the population of District 41 has been halved today alone.

Originally, even the faces of the hunting guild that have to be stopped run out of bees more than MEDRA.

No, I guess the hunting guild guy usually ran out and Medora stopped him.

It's tighter that way, considering Medora's personality. There are verses in which Medora thinks of herself as different from others, for better or worse.

That's why I don't move and I don't get mad at you for some things. But on the other hand, when you're angry, you don't listen to them. There is something I tend to overlook about my non-existence.

He who is faithful to his righteousness ceases to hold his teeth when it is destined for destruction.

"If you have a complaint, just step forward one by one! Atashi will deal with you with Sashi!

That's blackmail, Medora.

Your opponent is impossible for mankind.

Turning her gaze to Estella, Estella was frozen with a strong expression.

I can't keep up with the situation and I'm left in the atmosphere of the place.

Flirting, Estella's eyes look at me.

I'm going to cry now, I don't know what to do... those eyes.

Hard for you, this kind of slaughter atmosphere...

"Oh, in the first place! Isn't that an irregularity from earlier games?!?

Someone in District 41 says that.

Medora freaked me out and changed my spear.

The man in charge and the contestants were convinced to trample on the settlement in a simple word.

"That's right! Oh, you'd be a disobedient loser in the 42nd Ward!?

"Nice! Tell him more!

"It's an anomaly. An anomaly!

An anger from District 41 that changes spear tips and rekindles.

"Ma, wait! Earlier games, convinced by both sides…"

"We're not convinced!

"But if you guys had won, wouldn't you have mentioned this!?

"Ugh! If it's invalid, it's invalid! Start over."

"No, it's ineffective. It's hot! Unruly loser!

"So you're not the winner of District 41!?

"Yikes! We won!

Pull out the unsolicited.

And thrive on your own.

You would have the soul to scream loudly for brain victory and create a fait accompli.

Estella runs out and complains diligently.

"Wait! Will you listen to me anyway!?

"Shut up, coward!

"Can you hear the people who break the rules?"

Ho ho... coward, huh?

"Don't you dare!

Medora's anger flies.

I feel like I've been struck with a Japanese drum in my ear.

"Earlier games were played convincingly by both sides and fought squarely! No one can accuse me of anything! They're both from our guild! If you don't do something wrong, the Atashi in charge will vouch for you!

"Then the hunting guild loses too!

"... what?

To the rest of the rambling argument, Estella looks up.

"Yes, they do! The 42nd Ward, the 41st Ward, and then the Hunting Alliance lose out against the rules!

"So we won!?

"Listen to us, Temehe and all the others!

"Then give me the Lords' Hall! You don't live in such a big house, incompetence!

"Fire all your hunting guilds and let's create a new hunting guild!

"Whoa! Nice, that! We're on!

"You deserve to complain about a loser who loses against the rules!

……………………… Hmm. I see.

But... that's just...

There will be Estella intentions........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Oh, my God. Estella looked back at this one.

I don't understand what those guys are talking about. He looked at me like that... and asked me for help.

to...... and the mouth angle lifted unexpectedly.

Look around.

Ginette looked anxiously at how things were going.

When he realizes what I'm looking at, he stares at me with his eyes that are still going to cry.

On the other side of it...... there are others.

They were all, as if they were some sort of habit... they were all looking at me.

He looked in trouble and said he didn't know what to do... he was looking at me.

Those countless gazes were asking me to do something.

Yeah, that's good.

This is my job.

"Ah..."

Stepping forward, Ginette leaked a short voice.

He bent his right hand and dressed as if he was trying to grab me, but his hand stopped halfway through without being able to do so either.

She looks like she's going to cry and pulls her lips together cum.

That's okay, you are.

You don't have to say anything... that's okay.

Well, I'll take care of it...

I'll do it. Yashiro Theatre... on stage.

He said, "Hey, you're out! He's a disobedient bastard!

"How dare you come out with a scarecrow!?

"Hey, Temeye! You did something cowardly in WW4, didn't you!? I know, over here ha!?

Ignore all the idiots I can bathe in and tell Estella and Medora.

"Get them all down. Open this place wide, please."

"... darling, what are you going to do?

"Fine... do as I say"

I don't answer questions.

I'm not your curtain anymore.

From here on out, I forbid anyone but me to come in.

Special guests are......... right...

"Ricardo, you stay here."

…………

With his back to the guest seat, Ricardo was silently piercing.

The tense expression couldn't tell which emotion was making it that way, anger or bewilderment.

Estella and the faces of the hunting guild go a long way, allowing for a lot of space.

Standing in the middle of it, I made a royal stand against an audience in District 41 who kept cursing.

Just shut up and listen to the noise without benefits. Meaningless noise, it's not even worth listening to.

Enough... Enough... I've been trying to do that for ten hours... but surprisingly quickly, the noise in the guest seat stopped ringing.

No idiot jumped in too much momentum.

What the hell, you guys?

Pretty good 'behave', huh?

"Hey. Green there"

"Hey, uh, me?

"Oh, yeah. How many times have I seen you?

"Oh, no..."

"'Victory doesn't look good on cowards,' I said, didn't I?

"Oh, me, huh? No... I said, I don't know..."

While the idiots were making camp noises, I was staring at each and every one of them in turn.

I stare back into the eye of the guy who's speaking, without blinking.

In doing so, he feels drawn back from one of the large crowds to the individual.

Momentum well spouted words gradually become butt blushes and butt dragonflies.

'I'm watching,' he said, just to show them, these guys lose their words.

These guys, stripped of their lost anonymity in the herd, are losers who can only wind up pipes in stinky alleys like a sweep away.

Where those people flocked, you don't have to be scared to do it.

And make a 'show' out of the herd.

Point your finger and talk with Sashi.

Now what I caught was a guy with a green, chameleon face.

"You didn't tell me?

"No... remember, hey... hey, hey, hey, I'm excited..."

"............... right. 'I don't remember if I spoke'?

As I ask, I stretch my arms straight and point to the chameleon man.

"Hih, hih!?

A chameleon man jumps backwards, engaging those around him and falls into a grand tumble.

"The Judgement of the Spirit" is the most powerful magic that frightens these guys.

"What do you think? 'I don't remember if I spoke'? Answer me."

"Hey, why me?!? Didn't we all say that!?

"Oh... right. But you said 'you too', didn't you?

"It's not just me!

"I know... he's here, he won't let 'everyone' get away with it"

And slowly circle your gaze to lick the whole thing around...

"I'll listen to you in turn.... Forced."

Guest seats squeeze.

Clearly, fear has drifted.

I guess Ricardo, who is somehow sweet, has never hunted down the inhabitants. Evidence of this is that there are so many idiots who mistakenly believe that whatever they say is forgivable, etc.

I'll teach you well.

... whoever defies me will suffer to the point...

"Well, I'll ask you fair. It's annoying to talk at the same time... if you're Jesus, sit down. Stand up if you don't. Okay, I'm gonna ask you a question, okay?

Nobody, make sure they don't say anything, get it affirmed, and I'll throw the question at the idiots in District 41.

"Are you dissatisfied with the outcome of this game?

If you're unhappy, sit down.

He says he's not dissatisfied. Get up now and leave the guest seat.... because it's better for you.

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As a result, no one stood up.

Naturally.

Under these circumstances, humans have to be in tune around them.

When we put the strong in front of us, the weak unconsciously try to work together among the weak. Psychology that tries to resist in numbers works when it can't be won by force.

Right now, these idiots are unable to act selfishly due to harmonic pressure.

While everyone is saying 'yes', if you just do 'no' and leave this place, from that moment on the target of the attack will be changed to that.

Whoever disrupts the wheel is prone to buy the 'jealousy' of a sturdy piece that can't get out of the wheel.

So no one can stand. No one can give their opinion.

"Then proceed, as everyone is' Jesus'..."

Declare it on purpose, and I'll point my finger at the guest seat. "The Spirit's Judgment."

"You guys were being briefed by the lord, weren't you? And I endorsed this rule. So I'm here now... right?

If anyone was against the tournament now, the lord was supposed to persuade them.

Well, if anyone who disagrees is excited to come to the final game.

The people here were in favor of the rules of this tournament.

At least... until we get the game results.

"While endorsing the rules, rebelling it is... a fine 'lie', isn't it?

TMT......

I felt a slight breathing noise when I did it.

Those in the guest seat... those who are pointing their fingers at me... look bright blue.

"You guys who threw up the obvious' Big Lies'...... shouldn't you be frogs?

"Wow... Wow!?

Someone screams and rushes towards the exit.

The fear is contagious, and the passenger seat is wrapped in an annoying cry.

"Will you get away with it..." The Spirit's "OH...!

"Wait for me!

It was Ricardo who stopped me.

"I apologize for the rumblings the inhabitants threw up! It's all my fault! So that's all... give him a break!

He grabs my arms with both hands, frowns at me, and begs me with a desperate shape.

The fear that was covering the guests' seats soothed and the air trembled subtly.

The Lords are bewildered by their actions. Should I hate you or praise you...

"Please, I don't care what they do... please!

Right... you get out like that... after all, you're just like Estella... I can't help it... just this once, it's special, huh?

"You must be tall, Ricardo?

The air, which was being eased, strains again.

Ricardo also looks like a pigeon ate a bean cannon.

"What a face, huh? Did you think you could even call me a kind word?

"... Oh, no..."

Unshake Ricardo's arm and eagle Ricardo's hair abusively.

"Ugh!"

"Lord!?

When Ricardo screamed briefly, a voice flew out of the guest seat as if to worry.

Hmm... it's late.

"You don't even know how to ask people for things?

"... O, Ooba... Yashiro... Temehe..."

"What the fuck?

"..................... ok"

Shake off my hand grabbing my hair, Ricardo, and kneel on the ground.

"Please... you're right"

Seeing that, the inhabitants breathed.

Like looking at something incredible... and all the time, this guy's got anxious eyes.

What are you so worried about now? I'm pretending... you guys made me do this.

"It's Ricardo... you can't be serious. I can't use it. Incompetence. It's not for you. Lords aren't vessels, you."

Ricardo's fingers plunge into the soil on the ground.

"With a single spear of hunting guild policy, you can't give a substitute, you can't leave results, you take the battle halfway through unsubstantiated confidence and pride, you lose brilliantly...... you, you want it?

".................. Huh!

I heard Ricardo toothpick.

Turning to Ricardo, the passenger seat comes behind him.

You don't have to look behind you, you can clearly see what they're looking at me with.

I feel like a killer.

"The winner of the tournament could give orders to the losing district, right?

But it's the Lord's job to give formal orders.

Well, you could do about it, like, talk about it.

If I were a lord, I'd do the analogy.

"You, lord fired"

And a great multitude heard the sound of breath in unison.

For a moment, I had a tinnitus that made me wonder if my barometric pressure had changed.

Ricardo doesn't look up.

I look down as much as I want, and I start to say no to Ricardo.

"Come on, you think you can forgive anything when you're young, don't you? How many years have you been a lord? Did you get anything out of it? Oh, no... from your father's age, this city was a shitty city."

"Are you going to fool your father!?

I'll stare down at Ricardo with his face up right in front of him.

Get close to the critical to give it a sense of intimidation.

"Fool? I will. What were you doing, your father? I don't know how many decades you've been a lord... but the result of your hard work is that dirty streets, right? You're just incompetent."

"... Temehe... Huh!

"Are you saying it's not? Then ask me, why was this venue created? How did the road before get fixed up? Whose fault is it that the boulevard is showing the bustle? It's all me, isn't it?

District 41 was reformed as I planned, using the connections I had built.

"Though this" elsewhere "guy who's been in this city less than a year has made me make things that Temehe and the other idiots couldn't do in decades! Different!?

It was the carpenters of the districts, including the Torbec Workshop.

But I'm the one who made it.

I made it for me.

"What about the water cure? What about food self-sufficiency? What are the foundations of the economy? Did they let you solve any one of them? I did it. I'm from Somewhere Else! In this short period of time, all of it!

This word may sound spicy to the folks in the 42nd arrondissement as well.

Looking at him, he always looked like he was going to cry.

... don't look at me like that.

I turn away from the 42nd arrondissement and turn back to the 41st arrondissement guys.

Even these guys would have cooperated if they gave them a purpose, and they'd have lived eyes. During the construction period, this neighborhood was very exciting.

Seeing a changing city, the people of this city had hope for the future.

But a small obsession in my heart has always caught on like an indelible thorn...

As long as there is one, these guys can't change.

As always...... these guys can only do what they are given, an irresponsible, easy way to live.

You left everything to the lords and hunting guilds, and you didn't even stand out and rebel, and as soon as you don't like the results, you'll be leopardized.

"That's what I've always thought," he says later.

This physique cannot be dispelled by a little or softly.

I can only see what's convenient to me, and the only way to correct these guys I've stopped trying to see... is to root for their place.

Come on, let's roll.

"Ricardo, you're not for the Lords, so take part in the city gate construction in the 42nd Ward."

Proclaim to the lord to do manual labor.

Did that touch the scales...

"I'm kidding!

Disgruntled voices were raised by the inhabitants.

The inhabitants strip me of my fangs again, undoing the repression of the horror I gave them.

"... who are you talking to?

Quiet, whine in the lowest possible voice.

"You haven't forgotten, have you? I can frog all of Temehe and the others, right?

On purpose, an air of dissatisfaction flows through the passenger seat.

"You know the rules of this tournament? The winning precinct makes the losing precinct hear what they have to say... if I were the lord... I would make everything in this precinct belong to the 42nd precinct"

"Become!?

At the same time Ricardo's voice, the guest seat turned.

"Te, Te Mei... Te Mei et al's request is to install a city gate... he said not to complain about it..."

"Who said that? You just assumed that on your own, didn't you?

"... what, what?

Move your face away from the glittering Ricardo.

As you can see, it's not worth it.

"In the meantime, get out of here all of you"

Stunning and angry. A murmur mixed with that sounds.

They're weird people.

"'Cause if this is District 42, where are you guys going to live? I don't want you in the 42nd arrondissement. I can't act on my own will, I'm not responsible for anything, I'm only complaining in public, and only when the numbers are gathered can my voice get bigger."

Doesn't there even sound like a ghoul, the murmur keeps quiet?

Okay, that's a tough one.

"But well, if you're going to cry and sit down..."

I'll laugh niggardly and say it with the most evil grin.

"You can keep him as a livestock, okay?

In one word, the inhabitants seem to have run out of bees.

"Temee! I'm not in the mood!

"Someone else! You can't let it out!"

"What does Temehe know!?

"This is our city! Give it to Temee or something!

"What's livestock, you're kidding me!

"Without Temehe, you elsewhere!

"Get out of this city!

Damn.

Then try harder from the start... 'For this city I love'.

"Oh, wow... you guys can be frogs already"

Extend your arms and point at the audience.

No matter how much you yell, everyone blues and clogs their words when they pose this way.

Especially those who have dark things behind them.

But...

Some of them aren't.

For example, yes... someone who has something to protect.

"Oobayashiro!"

Ricardo has risen and struck a heavy blow in my chin.

My brain shakes gently and I fall to the ground.

Ouch... Ouch...

"Sure, Temehe's right! Nor can I refuse what Temehe says because I was wrong about the rules of the Games. Because I was sweet, because I was incompetent, because the city was dying, Temehe's right! But because, 'Well, I'll ask you later', this city isn't light enough to be entrusted to Themé! This city is mine, ours, home! I have to protect you with my life, it's an important place! Temeh, can you give me something?

Ricardo awakened.

If I'd said that earlier without dressing up, it wouldn't have been such a pain in the ass.

I don't know... human beings are dumber creatures than I imagined.

If you don't tell me, I don't know what it is.

I don't know what I said. He's here... I can't believe you just understand how hard you're trying. There's no such convenient story.

Word it right, dull or miserable, I need to expose my true intentions... but I need someone to follow me.

"Me! This, Ricardo Siegenthaler, is going to rebuff the Games promises now! There are no competitions like this! Invalid! Stop, stop! So, no one in the people is lying! I'm the only one who's lying! If you're gonna frog, fuck you, Boquete!

...... hehe. It's hot, you are.

Look at that. My back's gonna get swollen.

You can't turn a straight eye on me like that.

"Hey there demon bastard! Try something on the lord!? I'll kill Temehe!?

"I'll do it!

"If you get your hands on the lord, you won't understand!

All the screams that are thrown out of the guest seat are from the bottom of my heart... because that's so easy to understand...

"... Temehe et al."

Ricardo was exposing his dumb face to surprise.

"Are you protecting me? I'm... I'm good, don't even think about the city..."

"It's a good decision!

"That's why we followed you!

"It has to be you!

"You protected me earlier!

"That's right! Lord Ricardo is the only Lord of District 41!

"Tell the devil there!" It's not the curtain of Temehe "!

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Ricardo stuffs his throat in tears.

Really, it's simply a bunch of idiots.

Isn't that the opposite of what you just said?

How many times do you palms back, you guys?

If you hadn't, I'd have been beaten up and lost.

The more common enemies... the more hateful they are... the more united they are.

I wonder if it's sad, how to cultivate friendship quickly can be a bad word for someone we know in common... those whose enemies are pointing in the same direction are what nature, hands and hands can take.

Thank you... such a great villain, you don't.

"... hey"

Stand up by holding down the painful chin.

As soon as possible, I can turn a murderous gaze from the people in District 41.

Hehe, good eye.

"If I'm not a lord, I'm not a lord proxy. Just a stewardess."

I did a bunch of things about you guys at the service, and I'm gonna make District 42 feel yummy, too.

"The request from this formal one will be communicated immediately by the Lords' Agent at a later date"

Did you get my word?

Then...

"Sophisticated, you expect warmth, losers."

I'll keep it up to speed.

If the ground in District 41 is consolidated, these guys will unite and try to confront District 42.

But what is actually brought about is Estella's 'proposed joint development'.

It's a meaningful plan that benefits both sides.

I'm sure you'll clap it out. Where we were going to fight it out, we were presented with a project that included a lot of benefits for us.

That's where these guys think.

"Oh, this proxy for the lord has silenced a man like that demon," he said.

Now Estella's stock in District 41 will also go up.

These guys had a habit of looking down unconsciously just because they were in District 42.

We had to lay low once and build a relationship again.

Otherwise, we can't cooperate. I can't have a good relationship.

If you hate me alone and everything works out for you but me... isn't that a good thing?

Ultimately, if the haters disappear from this city, everything goes round...

"I want you to wait a minute!

Suddenly, Estella raised her voice.

Looking back... Estella was crying.

He dyes his eyes bright red, bites his lips off, and holds his fist tight.

"... I feel sorry for you"

Squeeze, slowly... you come next to me.

"Until such time as this... hides himself... from you... this role..."

Lie down, shake your shoulders, and say in a voice like Estella squeezes out.

"I've already made up my mind"

And...

"... because I won't let all of you carry me anymore"

Strong willed eyes, staring at me.

Sooo... and breathing heavily, Estella spoke to all who were in the venue.

"I'm... Estella Claremona! He's acting as Lord of District 42."

Zawah, the air bubbles.

The biggest surprise is the guys from the 42nd arrondissement......... no, it's me.

Estella fell apart to find out who she was.

Besides.

"My father said that the present lord... has been far removed from governance because of his illness... it has been nearly two years..."

For one thing, he speaks in a voiceless voice.

Hold one determination in your chest............... this guy, no way.

"I can't expect to return anymore! So, I exercise my Lords' power of attorney to officially declare it here and now!

With open arms, Estella, in a clear voice, proclaimed herself exalted.

"With this time today, I, Estella Claremona, will assume the Lordship of District 42! My words are those of all the inhabitants of District 42! I really want you to listen!

Estella became lord.

"What Yashiro said... it won't happen. I won't let you. I want to have a relationship where the 40th, 41st, and 42nd districts work together and benefit each other, like this one. I am convinced that with the help of the Third District, life would be easier, more exciting, more fun and a great city!

Estella shakes her fist and gives a feverish speech.

For my first speech as a lord, well, I guess you're trying.

"Ricardo, Dear DeMily Oj. Please, I need your help."

"Hmm... Either way, we lost, and we have a right to defy..."

"It's not, Ricardo!

Stepping out, holding his fist, Estella approaches Ricardo.

Ricardo left his body. Apparently, Estella's temper pressured me.

Like a fish that gets water, Estella tells Ricardo her imaginary vision, to those on the spot.

"We need to build a relationship in a higher position, with no wins, no losses, no ups or downs! We need to get rid of crap, jealousy and suspicion and connect deeper!

"Even if I say so, I'll stay up all morning..."

"I can. Come on! We've moved a lot of people through this tournament! You just have to keep doing that! Even you would want to make the city better and make the lives of the inhabitants better!?

"Oh, you bet."

"Then we should stop working with each other, stop towing each other, and create more friendly, meaningful relationships! Otherwise, it would be a waste!

Ricardo is completely pressed against the tattering estella.

Didn't you get more diplomatic skills? Your opinion, maybe you can get it round, this stream.

"The three of us will discuss the details again. To brighten the future ahead."

"...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"I've been changed... by one... clumsy man."

Estella's gaze turned this way... so I missed my face and decided to leave the scene.

I'd rather not be here right now.

"Yashiro...... Huh!

"If that's what the lord says, that's as far as my ambitions go."

Raise one hand and say it in a slight voice.

"Goodbye, thanks to our favorite lords, you've lived long enough, losers."

That's it.

Now...

Slow down, I'm heading to the exit.

If you go into that aisle, you're done with my job.

And then you guys do something about it. There's nothing more I can do.

When I tried to step into the aisle that leads to the outside, passing under the audience... I heard a footsteps saying it was flat.

And then he grabbed my hand.

Small, slightly cold... trembling hands... thin fingers, reluctantly powered.

Looking back...

"………………"

Breathe on your shoulders, there was Ginette.

Grabbing my hand trying to leave the venue, calling it off... but nothing comes out of it, only leaking trembling exhalation from my thin open mouth... still crying face, staring at this one jiggly.

…………

…………

What the... about that, I wanted to speak to you... I don't know, my chest was bitter, and I didn't get a word out either.

Just shut up, we were staring at each other in the face.

I'm sure I, like Ginette right now... have a terrible look on my face.

Hey, Ginette...

Please, don't look like that...

Otherwise...

I would hesitate to leave this city with you.