Kawaranu Mono <Kirameki no Gōremu>

Episode 37: Ghost's Identity

I will be a golem.

It is often the case that the reaction you expect from your opponent differs from the actual reaction of that opponent. I had a faint expectation that Sebastian would smile and give me a good thumb back when I got my thumb up.

I didn't have to give you a thumbs up, but I thought you'd smile and snort, but I can't believe you're not here. At first I felt my gaze. This is for sure, even if they've been waiting for about an hour. Ha, as if to sigh, I shook my neck to the side and walked to the mansion again.

{Log: The effect of [enlightenment stuff] has resolved the disappointment}

But why did you fix it? Whether it's a door knob or a gate. Did I actually have hand power?

Could it be the effect of skill [restoration]? If so, I mean, it's pretty amazing. Door knobs and doors can be repaired even if it takes some time. I would love to hear from you about the repair of the slightly damaged mansion, and I wonder if you could make a fortune. But there's no use for the money, so let's not. I don't have enough communication to interact with customers right now.

Well, why don't we get back on our minds and get inside the mansion? Stand in front of the door, chattering around the door knob. What would I have done if I had been locked, but it hasn't. I said in my heart that I would disturb you, and then I go inside the mansion.

{Log: Golem took 0 damage from Ghost}

Oh, the attack began again with the Ghost. I didn't have it until earlier. Then isn't Sebastian in front of you? Hands on your hips, Jen-royal.

It also has the effect of a Kaisel mustache and is not half as intimidating as Sebastian. It's like there's an invisible struggle coming out of Sebastian's body.

{Log: Golem took 0 damage from Ghost}

For humans, the Golem is a kind of demon, so there's no reason to be alarmed. I wouldn't have any choice but to walk in as forceful as this. With my power, it would be possible to push through. But I won't. My noble soul won't let that happen!

{Log: The effect of [enlightenment stuff] has sedated the state of excitement}

Let's just give up. I thought so, and I walked out of the mansion and gently closed the door. Continue straight to the garden and take a look at the mansion, through the window on the ground floor, isn't Sebastian looking at this one? You realize what I looked back at, I'm going to wave you tight. You have pretty good eyes, Sebastian.

I want you to show me your concern about serving a cup of tea because I fixed the door and the gate. I refuse because I can't drink.

I left the mansion behind amazing.

- That night.

Even if the front doesn't work, there's a back door. If you can't push it, pull it. I won't give up so easily!

I make sure I have a plan the first time I go around the mansion. No colors. No colors in my actions. The moon is out today, so it's not for covert action. It's daytime, so if you sneak in today, Sebastian might suspect me. No, you'll be sure it's me.

To do things, you have to wait for the right time. Don't be in a hurry. I made sure the lights weren't on the mansion at all, then I hid myself in the woods.

Now is the time to wait in order to get a brush.

- Three nights later.

I was a man who had a reputation for being patient. That has turned into a golem and remains the same. Finally, the moon's invisible crescent night arrived.

I've been observing this mansion for 3 days, but the lights aren't on at night, and there are no people in or out. How does Sebastian live? You have a lot of nerve living alone in the mansion where the Ghost is, that bearded butler.

I'm headed to someone who knows how to do it. Jump slightly over the fence of the mansion. Steal a look inside through the window right next to your manoeuvre. Um, he's not here. Pulling gently with his hand at will, the door opened without sound.

Ha-ha-ha, this mansion has become honest, too. This mansion may be beneficial to me for fixing doors and gates. Well, let's go then! I enter the mansion at will.

{Log: Golem took 0 damage from Ghost}

This as soon as I stepped foot in. Are you still here, Ghost? Your attack doesn't make sense to me. So I'll keep you alive until the search is complete. That's what I thought, and when I looked forward, there was Sebastian with his arms around him.

Oh, ooh.

I raise my right hand and shake slowly. "Long time no see, hello," I want you to convey my thoughts. Sebastian glances at me half-eyed, with his hands on his splendid beard.

{Log: Golem took 0 damage from Ghost}

It's like it's my fault. There is nothing nasty about it. I'm just saying I'll do the disposal of the tools you don't use on my behalf. Good intentions. This is good intentions! My thoughts are not conveyed.

Sebastian waves as tightly as he did before. It's the same as last time we pulled back here. What to do. What to do!?

I look back on what I've been through. Pinky, Ichiro, Zillow. Give me a hand!

{Log: Golem took 0 damage from Ghost}

!!!

I remember. What was going on with me and Ichiro and Giro? Let your hands and hands touch each other. High touch. Doing so made me have fun, and Ichiro and Giro seemed happy. What a bunch of tails! Even the roof that was watching it smiled.

By touching your hands and hands, you can convey your thoughts even if you don't understand the language!

Smiles are magic that connects us all! Even me and Sebastian can do it!

This thought of me should be conveyed!

With the enthusiasm of "Give me a brush!" in my heart, I reach out to Sebastian's snug hand.

Hi, Turch!!

I lay low in front without my hands touching me. Hands and hands are supposed to touch each other. Why!?

{Log: The effect of [enlightenment stuff] has sedated the state of excitement}

Well, I'm overlapping with Sebastian now. It's like there's no winning judgment in a 3D game, and it overlaps with Sebastian.

!!? ma, no way. Sebastian, you were the Ghost!

Sebastian has legs, and I can see them clearly. Oh, there's just no shadow! There's still no shadow on the Ghost!

{Log: The effect of [enlightenment stuff] has sedated the state of excitement}

Relax, it's a crescent moon and it's dark around, so it's only natural that there's no shadow.

{Log: Golem took 0 damage from Ghost}

{Log: Golem took 0 damage from Ghost}

{Log: Golem took 0 damage from Ghost}

Ignoring me in dismay, Ghost, as if Sebastian were to affirm my guess. Sebastian didn't know you'd deceive me so brilliantly. When I show my identity, I have no choice but to attack as well. Wave gently towards Sebastian.

Bun!

{Log: Golem did 0 damage to Ghost}

{Log: Golem took 0 damage from Ghost}

One more time, just in case. Sebastian avoids my attack. I won't even let him see it. They will fight back to match my attack.

Bun!

{Log: Golem did 0 damage to Ghost}

{Log: Golem took 0 damage from Ghost}

One last time, just one last try.

Bun!

{Log: Golem did 0 damage to Ghost}

{Log: Golem took 0 damage from Ghost}

After all, Sebastian won't even let me watch him avoid my attack. They fight back to match my attack, just like they did earlier. No, my attack doesn't work. I can't use magic, and what am I supposed to do?

It is only when they are cornered that we know the true value of the person. I flashed haha.

I stay a little away from Sebastian and hold my hands together.

This was passed on to Japan to remember the Buddha!

"Nomaxandara..." Not good, I don't know what's going on.

I'm not memorizing anything, so I can't. I didn't know there was going to be a problem with nuclear familialization in Japan here. I don't really go to funerals. It's a last resort. "God, Buddha, ancestors. Please help me! 'I remember desperately.

Sebastian is alert to me, who suddenly stopped moving his hands together. My memories, my prayers and my prayers don't seem to have any effect on Sebastian.

- Five minutes later.

I put my arms together and Sebastian puts his hands on his hips and faces each other.

Sebastian finally gave up, too, and he seems to have stopped attacking me. My attack does not damage Sebastian. Sebastian's attack won't do me any damage either. We can't help each other anymore.

I gesture and tell him, "I want a brush." Unfortunately, Sebastian doesn't seem to have any transmission at all. Ha, what's the matter?

I look indoors. That's kind of dusty. Even though there is a deacon Sebastian. Haven't you cleaned it yet? No, maybe it's the ghost, so I can't clean it. I approach a nearby tree desk.

Sebastian stares at me a lot, wondering what I'm going to do.

You don't have to worry. I don't give a shit. I gently glance over my desk with my right index finger. After my fingers peel, the dust is removed and clean. Pfft. Is it still true?

I look alternately at the dust on my right index finger and Sebastian. Sebastian seemed really confused.

- The next morning.

To fulfill what I want, first fulfill their wishes. Sebastian, let me try something I can't do. Burn it in its eyes, for the difference between me and you!

I stand in front of a mansion garden full of grass. Sebastian also looks at me from the inside of the mansion door. Is Sebastian like a ground-bound spirit or he can't get out of the mansion door?

Somehow, that's a compulsive pull. I wonder how bad I did in my lifetime that I had to pull it off in a world where there was no such thing as an Internet, no TV, no games. He looks like a butler who can, but maybe even a maid was bullying him.

I look at Sebastian with that in mind. Sebastian looks at me too. I feel like I had eyes. Every time I look at Sebastian from now on, I'm going to turn my pitiful gaze. I snorted alone to forget about the maid. I don't want anyone to touch me. There is a past.

I descend into a grassy garden and Sebastian is watching me like that.

Now, for Christ's sake, this is the grasshopper.

Spread the grass with the butch, butch, butch, butch, butch, butch. I will not rest, but I will weed. I wonder how little it was taken care of. It's a huge amount of grass.

Again, during this time, the gates and door knobs must have broken because they had not been maintained. If you fail to maintain it, it won't be easy. I guess Sebastian's inner heart was filled with joy, even with a difficult face, because I was able to repair it thanks to my visit.

Though I think about it, I muddle the grass with the bees, the bees, the bees. With your head, your body moves firmly, even if you're thinking of something else. This is fundamental to working.

I sweep through the grass. Peel the beech, the beech, the beech and the grass. Butch, just because you're making me say butch, doesn't mean I'm doing a rambling grasshopper at my discretion. I carve a light rhythm, but I'm really polite grasshopper.

Pinch the root of each grass and pull it up vertically. I remain silent on my own for this task, which is simply so gutsy. I peel the grass with the bees, the bees, the bees.

The garden of this mansion is large. It's huge. It's huge enough to say how many studio apartments I lived in when I was human. I gently peel the beech, the beech, the beech and the grass.

The end of my grasshopper road is long. But there is always an end ahead of this task. There is no endless grasshopper so that there is no rain that never stops. I wipe the bees, the bees, the bees and the grass with firm hands.

I'll be [the one who never gives up]!

I keep pouring grass with the bees, the bees, the bees, the bees, the bees.