One morning, Kuroko Dojin was visiting the home of his own thinker, Kenji Saito.
There is no bodyguard in black clothes that always makes you refrain, and a piece of paper with the room number of the apartment to which you are going is held in its hands.
"Er, surely your home is this place..."
She's not directional tone deaf, so naturally the place she headed is definitely here.
But that was too primitive from the feeling of a lady accustomed to the Grand Mansion, a borough apartment in a kind of storage or something.
He seems to have some doubts as to whether he really lives here in that hall.
Though it would be a feeling of what he would find rude if he heard it, he would have to be convinced when he saw it, in fact, because the Dojin family's storeroom is more expensive and splendid than one room in this apartment.
"And it's got chimes on it for now, let's ring it"
But no matter how many times I chime, I'm not responding.
Again, I don't think this was the kind of place where humans lived, but I remembered a certain situation and shook my head to the side.
"No, but I did interrupt Saito-sama's reaction here. In case this room wasn't his residence, there must have been a breakdown in communication with the ceremonial god who was watching over him."
What are you hiding? This girl is a Yin Yang Master.
Therefore, in order to follow Saito at first sight as his thinker and important figure in the Mansion, he always used Ceremony God to know where he was while he was in Japan.
But when there was a ceremonial god, he stopped responding to the putrid at the border, and the communication was interrupted.
That's because Saito is using the app to travel to different worlds, but such an odd truth could not be more grasped than a genius girl from the Yin Yang Master clan.
Ceremony There are two reasons why God interrupted communications, if you normally think about it.
The first is a legitimate way to realize that you are being tailed and strip the ceremonial god on your own.
The second is that something happened to the subject that was following him, and he suffered death or serious injuries associated with it.
Kuroko thinks the second possibility is unlikely first, and that Saito stripped the ceremonial god on his own.
But I didn't feel any popularity from the room where I didn't have a reaction enough to chime, and a little anxiety arose that maybe it was on my head.
"No, this is still an excuse. Even though I believe in Saito-sama's help, I'm about to go up to your room for some reason like this... I can't believe what could be me has such a sweet idea of the situation..."
I deny myself the second option I was thinking about, and if he finds out about such a sweet idea, he could be embarrassed and dead, and I would blush my face red and stuffy.
But she came to the room all by herself, but it's boring without any fruit.
The black child who thought so only pondered for a little while and came to a certain conclusion.
"Yes, if I can't go up to your room, you can just use the ceremonial god to peek. Right, let's do that."
It's exactly the same thing that he does, whether he goes up to the room or uses ceremonial God to go up to the room, but the maiden who falls in love with it doesn't realize it.
For some reason, all of a sudden, if you're going to do it indirectly, it looks like you blew up a mysterious rule called Safe.
He then cast a spell with one hand on the generic ceremonial god removed from the bag, and gave birth to his first tentative life of independence.
It is like a robot that listens to the orders of the surgeon and moves automatically until the spiritual power put into it expires.
Mr. Ceremony, please search Saito-sama's room for anything unusual.
When some born ceremonial deities listen to the orders of the operator, they enter the interior of the room from the gap of the door with a beautifully united salute as if it were a soldier.
Because the ceremonial god body is made of pieces of paper, whether the door is locked or not, it can move freely with just a few gaps.
Then a while later, the ceremonial gods came back after the mission.
Turn the key provided on the door from the inside and unlock it, remove the object from the room like a book, and close the key again.
It's totally the thief itself already, but I still don't notice the maiden in love.
I rather suspect that this book is a clue of some sort.
"Thank you. You must wait there."
Open the book you were given and observe carefully.
Then there were photographs of Saito's employee trips accumulated over the course of ten years, as well as highest-scoring updated selfies at the gaming center, which were interesting when he visited with his subordinate Miyagawa occasionally.
Even when it comes to photography, it's just a self-satisfying collection of record updates that captured what I took with my smartphone into my computer and printed it on a cheap copier.
But Kuroko doesn't think the clue given to him by Ceremony God is Saito's album, and he gets excited for a moment.
And I couldn't help but notice that I was cutting a single photo from the album.
Yes, I was cutting it, with a knife.
"... Ha!? What am I doing?
Returning from unconsciousness, a Doya face photograph of Saito, already cut out by a handknife, is in his hand.
It's a photo he took when he miraculously recorded a high score in a shooting game he wasn't supposed to be good at.
That's already the Doya face in the Doya face.
I even wear a decision pose.
"Or cool...... So, not!... hon. You know, Ceremony God, this is Saito-sama's personal property. It's not something you can take out on your own, is it?
They were ceremonial gods who received such advice from the surgeons, but they even thumbed up those who imitated the blowing of that pointing whistle with nothing to eat face or rather as if they honored cutting a picture with a hand knife.
It's too full of personality just created by genius magicians.
Perhaps the operator is taking what he really wants unconsciously and doing it to make it happen.
That means that a girl named Kuroko Dojin wanted a picture of Saito.
"And you can't help it...... Because this is the only time you're kidding. Please return this album to its original location. Saito-sama didn't seem to be in your room, and I'm leaving now."
That's what I said, I put the cut out picture in my purse with no eating face, and I go home as if nothing had happened.
Only the tone looks angry, but its footprint is somewhere light.
He will never admit it, but he will be glad that he got a photograph of the person he thinks of.
But her face as she returned home was bright, rather than nagging.