Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

His belly was also swollen, and the Obake Competition afternoon section began.

Currently, a beastly woman living on the east side is talking.

"When I try to eat a bake that I want to love, I hear a 'bite - yi' from inside the room where I'm supposed to be the only one..."

Every time I try to eat something in a room where I live alone, I hear 'give me a bite' and when I look back, no one. But what a mean obnoxious story that when you look forward, there is a bite less food in front of you.

Nature and gaze turned to Bertina, though for no particular deep reason.

No, no, Bertina and her bite of Obake are separate. I am sure. Because... Bertina wouldn't be able to take a bite.

"But I, I love the baking I want, and I love it, so I said it out of my mind. 'I don't like it!' Then I heard this voice this time............ 'Well, two bites'"

Meaniness increased!?

Laughter leaks from the venue to unexpected developments.

The woman you spoke to seems a little dissatisfied.

Apparently, he was going to scare me.

I know you're terribly scared when you actually go through it...... fulfill, is the story true now?

Somehow, I feel like I'm going to be in a similar situation if Hammuru sneaks into my room. "No, you're not!" Especially if you don't want to get into it.

So I added Ham Moru and Bertina and painted an illustration as divided by two.

"Yashiro. The model is too easy to understand."

When Estella pointed me out and turned my gaze toward Bertina, I was swelling my cheeks plumply. He's dissatisfied.

"It's terrible, Mr. Yashiro. We'll have a bite of dinner as punishment."

Bertina in a stubborn tone.

Am I wrong?

I'm going to redraw the portrait a little bit because it looks like I've done it.

Thin Bertina's face to illustration of a rat-eared kid who looks like a dick and is sweet chick.

"Ugh. It's cute. You look a little like Mr. Hammuru."

Ginette, correct. It's about 70% Ham Moru. I tried to highlight the prankster over the eater.

"I see. If you put your hamster ear on, you can have a bite."

That, that Sister, didn't you just seem dissatisfied?

If you're wearing this disguise, it'll be the illustration you just made. In the illustration I rejected myself.

As we do this, the sun leans more and more.

As the sky dimmed, his turn came.

Lucia, lord of the thirty-fifth arrondissement, took the stage in full.

The grand standing has already attracted people's hearts before they uttered the word.

"This is a story that will be passed down to District 35 -"

Calm down, spoken in a well-attended voice was the story of the 'shadow' I was told.

"Time for a bright red sky, a swarm of blue twitching and spreading... one girl was playing outside"

The portrayal is finer than when you told me. It also increases the nervousness of those who listen in tones that do not wear them.

Lucia's guy, seriously, you're coming for the Best Award.

"A sunset stretched the girl's shadow long and long. At that time, fu... the girl felt her gaze. There's nobody around... I can't hear one thing... yet someone does see it - the girl thought so"

Someone swallowed the knob.

The more I could hear such a noise, the venue was quiet and stuck not even listening to the whispers.

"The shadow at my feet swayed loosely... suspiciously. And the girl said -"

Tension reaches its peak.

"'Oh, that's weird, I don't think anyone's supposed to be here, but I feel like someone's watching me - it's weird, it's bad, I'm scared, I'm scared.'"

What, hey!?

It's Junji Hogawa!?

Where did you learn to talk about it!? He's not here, is he!? Similar people, you're not in this city!?

Oh, what? It's what you end up with when you stick it up!?

And it seemed like I was the only one who was zucky, and the venue was so nervous that it was going to crack when I touched it. If there is any trigger, they will be scattered around about to cry out.

I knew it was amazing, that way of talking.

"From the creepingly stretching shadow, a black, dark arm stretches out and says the girl's leg, 'Fuck!' And I grabbed it."

'Damn!' screamed a few.

You must have been surprised to hear a sudden loud voice.

And I associate less words with the girl being dragged into the shadows by Shadow...

"When the mother, worried about my child returning late, came to the surface... she said that only the bow used by the girl was left pompous... the bow illuminated by the setting sun made a shadow that stretched long and long, and that shadow eventually disappeared so that it was swallowed by the sun..."

Correct your posture and smile quietly Lucia.

The smile I see in the venue that started to get dark was somewhat shaded and... creeping beauty.

... Yes. Today's toilet, Magda's accompaniment decision.

... Lucia, what can you do?

Lucia walks off the stage looking at me with a Doya face.

Damn annoying...... I'm not normally scared to talk to you. You were Junji Midway.

At the venue, the kids watched the shadows gradually begin to grow and cling to their mothers, shrinking their bodies and stepping on shadows with their feet so that no more shadows could grow.

That's a great influence. The kids are all desperate for futile resistance.

Damn, seriously, I wonder if the best award is Lucia...

And, thinking, an unexpected figure came up to the stage.

"My turn, next"

Gilberta had entered separately from Lucia.

Somehow, I was quite surprised because I didn't think Gilberta would come forward.

"I just got in, and I went to Lucia's hall to serve..."

Around, but with a flat voice and a pale tone, Gilberta begins to speak.

Talk about what Gilberta experienced when she was a rookie.

Now it's time Lucia stopped hiding her insect lovers, but until she met us, she said she never showed such a gesture even in the hall in front of Gilberta and some other people.

Of all those who have served, admired, and continue to serve Lucia's father, the former lord, they can't do whatever they want freely, no matter how much Lucia.

Even the young lady lord is easily insulted by the neighborhood. I can't show any more weakness. - It seems that such awareness was spreading in the building at the time.

Such a cramped air was worse when Gilberta was first served, and his predecessors sometimes survived, and Gilberta, a Guntairi, said he had a rather narrow shoulder.

"Still, the unusual thing, the subspecies - the worm tribe can hold, is in the lord's hall"

It was a forcefully screwed hiring after Lucia's strong recommendation, Gilberta says.

The previous lords, who had something to think of as subhuman discrimination, did not object. but still, they just weren't welcomed.

"'acquiescence' - the most deserving word, which is"

Gilberta's father was very good as a soldier guarding the city gate in the thirty-fifth district, and sometimes he wanted to remember the lord, and Gilberta was able to serve.

Was there such a history?

I thought it was exactly like Natalia, but it was a huge promotion.

Therefore, there must have been many enemies.

Apparently a small number of salaries existed that neglected Gilberta, who would receive the love of the lord's daughter all by herself.

"In the meantime, you've been very kind, one senior."

Apparently, a firefly woman who worked as a service before Gilberta protected Gilberta in the same situation.

Gilberta said in a delightful voice that she would be away to their respective places of residence while at work, but she would stay with me all the time after work and burn me to look after her.

"I was taught, I am. to its predecessors, the way they serve, all of them."

It was the firefly seniors who laid the foundations of Gilberta today, he said.

And I'm sure it was supporting Gilberta's heart.

"At one point, I saw him, at midnight, get out of the dorm of his servants."

That seems to have been a hot and humid night.

When he woke up in the middle of the night and opened the window to the uncomfortable heat, he said a senior was walking under the window.

and me, alone.

Gilberta says she still remembers the feeling of an unpleasant wet shirt that sticks to her skin without wind.

Wondering where she was going in the middle of the night like this, Gilbel snuck out of the room and followed.

They heard waves from the sea, which should be far from the hall.

With a slight tidal smell, a roaring, horrible wave sound.

Seniors had left the dorm grounds and headed towards the city gate.

The city was dark and I didn't hear a single thing...... except for one, the sound of a wave like a groan.

"And then something strange happened..."

The city gate, which should have been completely closed in the middle of the night, was open, he said.

And he said there wasn't a single gatekeeper.

While Gilberta wondered about the situation, she said the thought of having to go after seniors more than that had won and even moved her legs.

And he kept walking without stopping, and at last Gilberta had come to the sea.

The sea at night was black, and the waves pushing over looked like creatures - says Gilberta in a pale voice.

The scene floats in the back of my brain and my spine cools to the creeps.

"Going on and on, seniors, to the black sea - I thought it was dangerous, I was. So I ran."

Running along the beach, chasing seniors who go forward.

Even if I try to speak up, somehow I don't have a voice.

No choice, Gilberta tried to reach out and take the senior's hand.

At that time.

"Called my name, I am"

'Gilberta!' said a woman's voice and she was embraced from behind at the next moment. on multiple arms.

Until then, the sight of nothing but seniors suddenly opened and the world was overflowing with sound.

Looking back, the pavilion's servants - five senior servants from Gilberta - said they were clinging to Gilberta.

Other than that, I looked at this one worried about ten or so salaries, says Gilberta.

"I asked, because I wasn't sure, that the situation was

Senior Suppliers say they saw Gilberta leaving the dorm by herself on the night shift and followed him with his buddies.

Speaking as if he hadn't heard it, he also swung through the stopping of the gatekeeper, and with no expression at all, Gilberta headed to the sea.

Just by myself.

And the servants desperately embraced and stopped Gilberta as he reached the beach and headed straight for the sea.

"... alone? And I wondered, I am"

'Cause I'm with the seniors - and looking back, there was nobody there.

I couldn't find any footprints the seniors were supposed to have put on, either, as one.

It's just that the black waves are pounding over. The ocean was just spreading.

"Apologized, to the seniors' servants -"

The seniors said they reflected that their attitude might have tormented Gilberta, and said they said they apologized.

Gilberta wasn't hard because she had seniors. Instead, he expressed his apologies that he was sorry for the inconvenience he caused to the seniors' salaries just because he couldn't get to it.

If you do.

"Uh..." Seniors, "who are you talking about?

A cold breeze stroked my cheeks and I shrugged my shoulders unexpectedly.

... Yeah, you weren't there? Fireflies.

Even though Gilberta explains the Firefly seniors, the seniors' salaries just look at each other.

Not even...

"You're amazing, because you can even do the 'Nobody's Teaching' thing right. So let's be honest... there are parts of us that are, you know, a little upset."

They said that.

"... I wasn't there. Once confirmed, such seniors, nowhere."

The venue was quiet.

Gilberta............... you, he's serious, that.

I can't believe you're a real ghost... Ha, no way.

When I saw Lucia that it would just be a fabrication, Lucia, with a slightly raised corner of her mouth, came up to the stage again.

"At the time, I was curious, too, that I did my own research, but the 'help' the previous generation of lords had secretly hired for the ladies was Firefly."

"I should have been even more concerned at the time, the eyes around me. So 'help'. The fireflies were treated special, not as salaried."

The previous Lords' Lady means Lucia's grandmother.

If Lucia's grandmother was the kind of person who cared about the Bugs as much as Lucia, it could be like hiring one of the Bugs to sneak up on the sidelines.

If that were the case, it would mean that the Suarez family were worried about interracial grievances for generations. Unusual as a nobleman. If you're a grandparent's generation, you should be older than Sirah, and if you've been heartbreaking to the worm tribe since before that 'tragedy', I'd say you're a caring tribe...... I don't care about that!

There's no way the guy who was serving his grandparents' behalf would show up in front of Gilberta looking like he was casually called a 'senior'! If it exists, it should be quite old. That is no longer the domain of 'seniors' but of 'masters'.

Wow, for sure, well, you're not from this world...... wow...

Yes, I can't open the window tonight. I cry when I hear things. Yes, confirmed.

"... you guys, just go home to District 35"

You're usually kidding me. You talk seriously scary all the time... I'm gonna hold Magda to bed, let's do this.

Is that it, after all?

Hidden though, I get quite the temptation to do what I do to serve the Lordship Lady, and bitter it... and show up in front of Gilberta in the same situation... with me on the road........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"I think, I... the seniors... showed up to help, before me"

Gilberta laughs at me.

"We got along, with the seniors, after that case. All, thanks to the seniors."

Gilberta's eyes, who speak so, were so calm that he could not feel anything but gratitude for his predecessor.

You're taking it very positively, this guy.

If that's what Gilberta actually feels like when she touches him, maybe she really does...

"Strong thoughts sometimes attract things from the past - there are such statements in ancient documents kept in our homes. Whether you are a person or an object, it is never uncommon to turn around by strong thoughts."

It will be common to dream of the deceased - says Lucia.

Strong thoughts, huh?

Speaking of which, I'm also in a strange bright white space with my parents and general......

Yeah, maybe it's not a mistake, though. If magic exists in this city for granted.

Comically thinking about it, Gilberta pulled my sleeve.

"I want you to draw, my friend Yashiro, seniors"

"No... I draw..."

"This is what my eyes look like, they drip a little. Egg shaped, face."

"You're gonna make me paint a sketch, aren't you?

Gilberta comes over with a polite explanation as to whether the victim explains the killer's face in a detective drama.

It's good enough to paint a fictional Obake funny and crazy... but it also paints a real ghost face like this... hey?

"Ooh, boobs."

"Can you give me some more details? Let's start with the size..."

"Shaggy, snail. Damn, you're a shame."

Something's motivating me!

You're Gilberta's benefactor, I'll draw you a pretty, puffy one.

- So, I painted the sketch as they told me.

"I want this."

They were pretty similar, and Gilberta stuck it on the blackboard and couldn't take it off. It's more powerful than a super powerful magnet.

"Are you that similar, this sketch?

"I don't know. I haven't seen it, not the real thing, not the deception."

Lucia looks like she doesn't care a bit about Gilberta obsessed with someone other than herself, and she stares at me for drawing.

It's not my fault, I don't care what you think.

Receiving a colored illustration modeled by Becco, Gilberta moves his tactile senses happily.

"Thank you, titty city guy"

"Uhm... Apparently, the image of the out-of-district has been filled by Mr. Yashiro, my forty-second district is"

"Fool, Becco. It's not me."

The factors determining the image of District 42 are Estella, the lord, and Ginette, the owner of the Yang Ma Pavilion, which is something to talk about, these two are the lords. You can call it two-top.

Try lining up Ginette and Estella, everyone will see boobs first. "What, so much!?".

"If you look at Ginette, then at Estella, and look at Ginette again, it would be for everyone to say 'boobs'"

"Yashiro, shut your mouth or I'll get you out, okay?

"Hira, chira, hira, 'boobs'...... ha!? True, like slipping off my mouth..."

"All right, Natalia and Yashiro, you should leave together!

Estella hits eight on Natalia who let her demonstrate her reasoning.

That guy is negative for science. Science? Psychology? No, is that human mechanics?

"The word 'boobs' falls from your mouth in a puffy, zero, so let's call this the 'law of boobs puffy'!

"Again, the City of Tits, District 42,"

"Um, it was still Mr. Yashiro's image. It's not a problem at all, and Mr. Yashiro's idea of boobs."

You tried to prove it wasn't my fault, but you were so sure it was my fault, Becco.

I'm sure he doesn't understand academics. It's Becco.

Something like that ended Lucia and Gilberta talking about jumping in and participating.

But that's not the end of it.

And finally, I'm supposed to tell you a story about masquerading.

... What is it, but the air is a little heavy. I mean, my two-arm subivo hasn't fit in yet, so let's just say I pinch one cushion. Fear builds up...

Nothing. I don't want the audience to fight in terror. It's more like, "That kind of disguise, maybe there is!" I want you to hear it like that.

So I'm putting in the best people here at times like this!

"Ham Moru!"

"Hamuro?

"You, speak properly."

"Hawa-kun! Unheralded impotence!

It's okay. It's okay. You can do it. I want you to look at me as if I can't do it. Hang in there, living 'Small Animal Videos'. He's the one who feels like he's gonna stick around when he wants to be healed.

"Mm-hmm. Well, actually, it was your sister's story -!

Wow!?

I said Othi first!

That's good! That's good, Hammorrow!

Let me know more and more at that rate!

"My sister, she stays out all the time! Uh, but there's someone very important, or something? You slept in the same bed yesterday, or what?

"It's Magda. Yo! I'm going to stay at the Yangdu Pavilion!

Loretta's voice flew out of the audience.

Any suspicious remarks from within shall be immediately corrected. Otherwise, because it's deep-rooted, rumors in the 42nd arrondissement... rumors still won't go away that I'm after Neferry.

"Even that day, your sister ran away from home saying she was staying at Magda's (tentative) place -

"It's not (tentative)! Because I'm going to stay at the Yangdu Pavilion or Cantalchica or Norma's!

Are you even going to stay at Norman's, Loretta?

Stay home, my oldest. You're playing for the money, that guy.

"But your sister came home in the middle of the night -!

"Huh?... Did that happen?

"Hello, hello, I knocked on the window."

"Windows!? I'm going in through the front door, right? If you lose the key, you don't knock on the window, you knock on the front door."

"It's a wooden window, so I can't see outside, it's a family outing, if I'm not there - yah!

"I don't know. Metaphor, whatever, so I'll talk first!

"Loretta...... shut up"

"Ha!? The chairman of the jury pissed me off..."

Estella stabs me with a nail and Loretta holds her mouth down with both hands.

So, somehow Hammoru is holding his mouth together.

"No, you talk, Ham Moru"

"Hamuro?

"It's you!

"... Huh?

"Stop, look back at this time! Because there's nobody here! He's not here, is he!? You don't feel any signs or anything!?

"Yashiro, you shut up too"

Because Ham Moru does what he's afraid of!

"........................ rather?

"No, wait a minute Ham Moru!? Nobody said anything now, did they?!? Only you can see it or something, right?!?

"Dear Estella, I wish you quiet"

"No, but!

"Meh."

Estella gets mad at Natalia for making a scene.

Yeah, yeah. It's a good example that irrationality will eventually come back to you.

You should have a more tolerant mind, a creature called man.

"So, it was actually your sister -! Ouch!"

"Wait, Ham Moru! I'm sorry I put tea in along the way, but I haven't finished talking to you at all! Can you talk to me from where they knocked on the wooden window?

"Yeah!

Are you tired of it, I just tried to finish Hammoru, encouraging him to continue the conversation.

That's just how it ends is unacceptable. Something is so mocking.

"Because I was knocked, 'Who?' When I heard that, it was your sister -!" It's me, "he said!

"Was it really Loretta's voice?

"You can't possibly hear me wrong!

"No, but brother... I've never knocked on a window, have I?

"He said, 'Open, open, let me in' -!

Wait a minute, are you getting any subtle scares?

"At first, 'Konkon' became 'more and more', and 'Open' became 'Open! Let me in! Do what I tell you. Yes! It's gone!

"That's certainly not me, is it?!?

"My voice, too, was getting lower and dirtier from your sister's voice, making it the voice of Osama I don't know -!

"You should realize at that point, that it's not me!

"Sister can do it -!

"Don't expect it without any basis!

"Our sister is an amazing sister who can do anything -!

"Ha! You can't betray my brother's innocent envy...... Huh! That's me!

"Absolutely not, Loretta!?

"But brother! My brother said 'Your sister is amazing' with those sparkling eyes! Can you say!? 'That's not me,' what!?

"I'm sure it's different, so I hope it's not!

"No, you can't deny it's me! There are times when Osama's voice or something must be out there before you realize it!

"That makes you worried!

You could be possessed or transferred, YOU!?

"But I ignored your sister because it was an order tone -!

"Whoo!? I was suddenly looked down!? What do you mean," fuck you "?!?

"Boiled with taco and bonito -!

"It's" Tosa Stewed, "not" Fuck You "! It's a delicious guy the manager makes! If you're interested, be sure to come and eat at the Yang Deception Pavilion!

"Your sister's, stewed in Tosa!

"I'm bragging about it!? After all, what happened to the outside voice!?

"I screamed too much, and the last one said," Ho, ho, ho. "

"I'm unexpectedly weak!? I would have liked there to be more resentment and curse and invincible with some power!?

"I was asleep when I realized -!

"Were you hit by a window dong and screamed right outside!?

"Get used to it, a little cheerful babysitting song -!

"You're too brave, you're my sister and you're pulling a little more and more!?

"I slept and woke up and I wasn't there -!

"You gave up and left."

"But there's blood outside the window!

"Horrible facts with an innocent voice. Don't come in!?

"So, it was actually your sister -!

"No!? In the first step, I should be out of the suspect!

"But it was your sister's voice, wasn't it?

"Then you became the voice of Osama you didn't know!?

"Our sister can do that!

"Huh! My brother is innocent and cute!

"Enough, you guys, get your sisters and brothers together and shut up"

I don't know about scary stories, comic talent, or bragging in my body.

However, imagining only the facts that happened alongside each other... you're usually afraid, aren't you? I wonder what would have happened if I'd opened it, you scared bastard!

Damn, seriously, you're not getting close to the window today!

I'll reinforce you with a plate and never open it!

I mean, well? My room's upstairs, right? I can't believe I just got knocked on the window...

"Um, is that a little good, Ham Moru?

"Hamma...... ok!

"If you say so, you're out of shit!?

"Ro?"

"You don't have to add enough!

"annoying...... shun"

"It's not even that much of a reflection, sss!?

"No reflection!

"This guy... ha, that's enough. Hammoru, your room was upstairs, wasn't it?

"Yeah!

"... how do you knock upstairs windows from the outside?

"Hmmm?.................. good luck -!

"Oooh... the answer to 'how' was psychology ssssssss..."

Right, right, is Hammuru's bedroom upstairs?

Oomaro.

Don't give me any extra information!

Uh, no more windows! I'm not listening! Sing!

"Oh, I could paint an illustration -!

I just painted an illustration because my whole body is so zoomed out.

You were so cute to draw, yeah.

As Hammuru testified, it's a three-headed character that looks just like Loretta.

However, he grew thief mustaches around his mouth, adding a line in his callout with a 'bohhhh', much ragged font.

"Hey, brother!? With a face similar to mine. Stop it! You're ruining my pretty Loretta image!?

"Huh?" To me? "What?

"I didn't say 'to me'!

"You've finished coloring!

"You're fast at your job, Aru!? Malicious!? Is that a challenge for me!? Take it. I'll stand you up!?

Loretta went on stage and said, "Tong, tong, tong! 'And he runs up and stuffs up to Becco.

Laughter is leaking from the venue, but the voice is a little stiff.

After all, I wonder what you were afraid of.

... Hammoru... I'm disappointed!

No, the plan is intentional. It's impeccable!

Yeah, he showed up when he thought about what to do now, about telling my story and just finishing it.

"Molly! Delivery, we made it -!

A man in me, completely forgotten beyond my memory. Percy's strangely naughty face, still waving her hands wide and running at full speed.

"Brother......"

Molly stands up and stares at Percy with an anxious face.

Is that look bothering you...

"... sorry. Hey, I forgot."

Oh, it sounds like he was guilty.

It's okay. It's okay. Probably because we all forgot.

"Molly, I did my best! Best work I've ever done!

Percy approaching with a little tear.

Seeing Percy like that, I gently lift Molly up onto the stage.

"Hey, honey!? What are you doing?

"No, it's a reunion in the corner, and it's going to be something long, and if you want to show it to everyone, anyway."

"Nothing extra to do!? It's between siblings!

"Brother. Did you make the delivery? Were the employees okay? I didn't force you?

"What! Why is Molly talking from the top of the stage too?!? Get off! Wow, it's noticeable!

"Answer the question!

"It's all right! Aunt Zesica, she was so uptight... she was so messed up..."

They've been squeezed in plenty by old stock employees (liver mother girls).

As I watched, the cheeks that had been crushed went another 1.4x or so.

"Oh well. Good day, brother. Well done. Erai"

"Mo...... Molly!

I get the words of labor and Percy rushes up to the stage thankfully moisturizing her eyes.

And he was flickered, trying to hold onto Molly with the momentum. Molly, that's a good move.

"Why avoid and...?

"Brother, you're not taking a bath, are you? It smells so sweet."

He said, "I've been working!

"That's hard. But don't stick with your sweet-smelling body."

"What's that sweet smell?!? That's the first word I've ever heard, isn't it!?

If it's too sweet, it does say, "Ugh! It will."

I get it. I get it.

"So that's it, Percy (stinks)"

"Stop it!? At least grate (sweet)!

"Stinky Ku 'sar (Sweet)"

"Stinky" Kusa "is too strong!? You're being eroded, my name!?

"I'm up on the corner stage, so tell me something about Obake"

"Talking about Obake? What, that?

"It's that kind of tournament now."

There you go.

Talk about something improvised, and it's pretty sublime there.

That's your raison d 'être.

"What kind of obnoxious is that? Wow, seriously."

"He feels like he's scared of something. Brother, don't you know something? When you're selected for the Distinguished Award, you get a special treat. Look, good luck."

"No, keep up the good work... Molly, you, you want some sweets? Die..."

"... why don't we just talk about something?

"Molly stares at me with a scared face!

Percy, who was half crying to reunite with her sister, was stared at by her sister and cried out.

Uh, too, you're a weird guy. Talk to me like that and I'll be stunned.

"Ahhh... well, I don't know if it's obnoxious, but we're talking about last night"

He puts his head on a troubled face, and Percy starts talking with a face like he gave up.

"Yesterday, I was alone at home. There's always Molly, and even if there's no noise, I don't feel any sign of 'Ah, don't be there'. That's sooo calming... I was alone yesterday with a book in mind... Seriously, you were a little creepy. A solitary home. It's quiet, it's dark, it's my house, but it's the house I see every day, but it's just a little different than usual. I felt terrified."

Several audiences are nodding at Percy's words.

I guess I remember. Experience of feeling strangely quiet and cold in a house without parents or on a night without children.

"Nobody's supposed to be here, but it's like there's someone... someone's watching me..."

It's just a little thing, but I can imagine that in real life, and I'm oddly scared.

"So, Amen, it's creepy, so I just can't say, I asked the Carey brothers to come and stay."

"What!? Brother, I don't know now!?

Carey?

………………………… Ah, ah! Aliqui brothers?

That's a tough way to put it.

So, Molly.

Your face is supposed to be amazing, but are you okay?

"... Mr. Neck and Mr. Chick stayed? To us?"

"Oh. You promised me. No, seriously, that was helpful. Thanks to you, I managed to sleep at night, and I didn't sleep. Huh?"

"... I wasn't there, was I?

"That's right! But he woke up! Really?

"... how come you didn't call me the day I was there, but you deliberately called me the day I wasn't there?

"Hmm? Ah, the Carey brothers? 'Cause it doesn't make sense to call me when Molly's around, does it?

"None?

"... to?

"I don't suppose there's ever going to be, will you think about it, brother?

"Hey... Molly, what's a face yabe. Um... what are you so angry about?

"Huh? I'm not mad, though?

"No, you're so angry!

"I'm not mad at you. I'm not mad, but why don't your brother just step off the stairs and gnaw his legs when he gets off the stage?

"What did I do!? Hey, Molly!

Apparently, I'm totally out of the mood to praise Percy for her hard work, Molly.

Well, I know how sorry you are...

"Yep... Molly... Yep..."

"The Carey brothers, you know, of sugar radishes?... Yep..."

"That's a lie... yeah..."

Molly. Your secret, it looks like you found out all over the venue, huh?

When the hell will Molly, whose head is cuckoo, realize that?