It's all one flower.

Roark listens as he follows two steps back.

"Is it okay if you tell me what kind of program it was?

"It's an app that unblocks specific sites"

Klaustra taught me well, but Roark didn't understand it at all and didn't even know how to ask questions.

When the two of them walk forward, the filthy (toyah) of the miscellaneous demons filling the hallway divides left and right to pave the way.

"The Artel government is blocking access to certain foreign websites from within the country. It's a small fraudulent program that unlocks one of them."

"Can I just do one thing?

"In something too big, it hooks up with antivirus software, and the user of the terminal notices its existence. It's a little thing that can lurk unnoticed until the time comes."

... I don't know what it is, but is it like a curse that calls for little misfortunes?

But if it's like making people hate to get rid of it by chance or because of their minds, they won't bother to come looking for it.

"It's a rogue program that will allow you to view Yourcast"

"What?"

Klaustra did not look back to Rourke's surprise and went out to the outpatient waiting room at the abandoned hospital.

Over here is the front door, but the windows and doors are blocked with plates. With the afternoon light shooting through the hallway window, I could barely secure my sight.

Klaustra casts a spell. That's the enemy I just heard.

Think silently so as not to disturb you.

Yourcast brings together countless videos mixed with falsehood from all over the world.

From hard stuff like official announcements by some government or administrative agency or video news from the press, promotional videos of professional musicians like instant star daughters (ko), amateur music and theatre too, corporate formulas and commercials, movie trailers, cute tricks for animals, the process of making something, fuzzy kids shouldn't imitate...

There are countless types of videos, and I can't say them in a single word.

Lots of videos will be posted every day and you won't see them all even in the long-lived race.

There was freedom and chaos.

... What are you going to do with showing that to the Artelians?

"There's no one near the main entrance. Wear gloves, a chair in the office, and be disrespectful."

"What are you going to do?

"It's time for the sun to lean. Let me explain after work."

Roark wore latex gloves and left his bag with Klaustra. Enter the reception office and push one chair with caster into the waiting room.

Klaustra also wore gloves, put out the vial and waited. Wash the chair with [Fucking Water] and put Roark's bag on.

"Hold hands and [jump] out in front of the front door"

Take off one glove and hold her hand.

The way he spoke resembled Captain Solniak, but his white hands were soft and warm, as the girl looked.

Out in front of the front door, the clouds stained slightly into the sunset and the heat was soothing.

Klaustra casts an unfamiliar spell, pointing to a white acoustic insulation wall for construction. The puffy, dry sound was followed by a slight shake.

"I drilled a peephole next to the poster on the search request"

"Oh, I get it. Put a chair where you can see it from the hole, secure it, put a poster on it."

"Yes."

Klaustra holds the bag and Roark moves with the office chair. Hang the brakes on the wheels and secure them, so that the seat surfaces also do not turn by unloading the fasteners. Just in case, the bricks in the flower bed were arranged around the wheel.

She tapes it on her back and stands next to a peephole to see how it looks. Posters were also applied to the trunks of the plants close to the acoustic insulation wall, and peepholes were similarly worn.

"If there's a hole in it, it's what people say they want to peek at."

"If one person takes a photo and publishes it to a fan forum, the rest is going to spread awesome momentum"

"Let's take you to the city of Kardafstovaux"

"Thank you"

Even if I try to get home on my own now, I won't make it to the final bus across the South Vieetfi Bridge. Roark honestly held hands with Klaustra.

The jumping end is the West Gate, where fishermen talk about their catch and are sucked into the sunset barrier.

"Thank you for everything today"

"There are quite a few sights, but like I can't do much with a powerless people. I'll see you later."

Klaustra [jumped] again and disappeared somewhere.

Roark, who was alone, stood by the gate and briefly reported the end of the day to Fiarlka and Lazolnik.

Speaking of meeting up, going to a tourist spot, having lunch, watching a movie, going to a liver test spot, going back to the city and breaking up - it's like a date, but the way she does pale things for her resembled Captain Solgnac at Aquillo Base.

Dressed in fashionable cute clothes and perfectly playing "High School Girls on Dates" in a crowded place, she changed her gallery and attitude from the moment she arrived at the abandoned hospital, and the sweet air blew away.

... right. It's not just the captain, it's like Mr. Fiarlka.

Maybe she's a more seasoned witch than Roark thought.

The device that I just put back in my pocket shook.

- Good day. What happened to the scorpion?

It's the haulier Fiarlka.

Reply with a cold sweat at a time like they read my mind.

- Mr. Kraustra took it home.

Instead I got a red scorpion for the landmark.

- Yes, please leave the scorpion with Lord Guo.

I'll go hear more about it the day after tomorrow.

- Copy that.

Turned off the tablet terminal and dived (creaking) the gate so that he could push his back into the sunset.

"Klaustra gave me this?

"It was Mr. Fiarlka who asked me to keep it. He said he'd be here the day after tomorrow."

Kroenier, the owner of the magic tool shop "Lord Guo's (Cuckoo's) Nest," looked delicate as to whether the situation could not be swallowed well, but cleaned out the scorpion-shaped crimson brooch into the drawer (hiccups) of the cupboard.

"Long time no see, why don't you join us for dinner?

"Well, I'll leave my bag and come back."

Roark removed the [makeup] necklace and returned to the Gentius curse shop.