Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

The talks on that day did not end in just one day, as before, and it was difficult to navigate due to fine-tuning of plans and so on, so that the day would be over and we would discuss it again.

Whereas the previous two talks were to the extent of face-to-face, they can be taken for granted because we are going into a full-fledged task from this time on.

Besides, there were times when there was strong cooperation in divine discourse in areas that were not originally planned, and there was a lot to discuss.

Detailed plan for the overthrow of the Kingdom.

Imperial mastery.

Root to other countries.

Plan to march inside the elves.

Calculation stage that brings the Demons into the people's territory.

Devil's plan to march inside the elves.

There is no point in telling the details.

Eventually, the talks lasted until sundown.

Dinner was to be behaved by the Divine Word, and they even prepared a room to stay in.

Everyone seems willing to stay today, although we can also go back to the Demonic realm if we ask Mr. White.

I take a breather in the loaned room.

I concentrated my consciousness trying to keep the generation of the Devil's Sword until my MP was gone while I slept.

"Saya! Wake up?"

When the first demon sword was made, the voice of the grasshopper sounded along with the sound of knocking on the door.

"I'm awake. And then, didn't you tell me to call you Lars?

As you open the door, pay attention.

"Bad, bad"

The grasshopper came into the room with no appearance of any evil at all.

Close the door, thinking it's a good thing.

I find that Kusama has confectionery shop drinks in both hands and is willing to stay longer.

I gave up that I couldn't produce the Devil's Sword any more.

"Oh? Is this the Devil's Sword?

Grasshopper discovered the Devil's Sword that had just been generated.

"Yes, I am."

"Oh, Sasaki, Lars' skills, maybe even to produce a demon sword or something like that?

"Oh."

I return my affirmation to the grasshopper I hear with my eyes shining.

I guess it's been investigated that I'm an orga that used to be rampant in the tribal realm.

That's how I introduced myself. [M]

And from the records at that time, he seemed to have an approximate idea of what my skills were.

"What are your grasshopper skills?

"Me? Mine is a skill called ninja, the one who can use shadow identities and ninjas"

I asked under no auspices, but Kusama lightly exposed his skills.

Yeah, Grassy wasn't the type to be able to hide things or anything like that.

I'm sure you don't even recognize that you should keep your skills a secret.

Sounds convenient.

"Convenient, but I admire the Devil's Sword better. The Devil's Sword has to be made from a pretty strong demonic material, right? That's why it's so precious."

Really?

I can create as many MPs as I want, so I don't feel it's valuable.

It's a disposable feeling.

"Nah. Come on, if you like, why don't you make me some kind of demon sword?

For the grasshopper's sake, I gave it a little thought and then gave it an OK.

If I made too many demon swords, I feared they would disrupt the market, which is why I thought for a moment.

But if you think about it, I'm generating a lot of demon swords that Mr. White asked me to deploy to the 10th Army.

With the thought that it was just now, I decided to hear Grasshopper's wish.

I heard a request for what kind of weapon to use, and I started generating it.

Kusama looks at the situation with interest.

And all I could do was two pairs of short knives.

I mean ninja, so I put on the added effect of the dark attribute like that.

Though it may not fit the grassy image.

Let's keep our minds to ourselves.

"Whoa! Thanks! I'm gonna take super care of you!

"That's good, but you need to use it properly, okay? If you don't use it, it's a treasure rot."

"Whoa, whoa."

The grasshopper looks niggardly at the brook and the hope he handed over.

It's like a child being given a toy.

If it makes you so happy, it's something worth making.

Wait until the grasshopper is tired, pinching the treats brought by the grasshopper.

"Sayama, are you feeling a little better?

Second, Kusama asked.

It was an inquiry with no context whatsoever, but I never ask you why you've asked such a question.

Because you will soon find out that I am in a bad mood.

"Right. A little distracted, I guess."

I think the interaction with Grasshopper calmed me down a little.

It's only a little bit, and it's not a fundamental solution.

Stick to your chest, this no-go frustration stand is sure to never clear up ahead.

"Sayama, why are you so rough? I might not count on you, but I'm gonna go talk to him, okay?

I feel like I look pretty terrible in a serious voice, not like a grasshopper.

I'm sure I just spoke to Grasshopper and it won't solve the problem.

But I thought I might feel confused, and I was talking to Potty Potty.

The first thing that came to mind when I heard about this plan from Mr. White was the unspeakable discomfort.

Can't be a language, physiological disgust.

That's disgust with the means of brainwashing.

Brainwashing that caused me to get angry.

The most disgusting and disgusting means in the world. [M]

White uses it for nothing.

I use it.

Summer eyes brainwash people one after another, and they are brainwashed by Mr. White without even knowing that summer eye.

It's not funny.

If I really needed it, I could have put up with it.

But I don't even assume Mr. White on this one, he says it was accidental.

Accidental, disparaging people to misfortune.

Brainwashing makes both what is done and what is close to it unhappy.

I was brainwashed and killed my sister with my own hands.

My brother was brainwashed and followed such an outer path.

When I saw it, I felt so angry that it turned bright red in front of me.

In this case, Mr. Hasegatani, who has been brainwashed, will surely be unhappy.

Besides, Hasegabe betrays me, too, Toshi.

I'm in a position to be a part of it.

No, I might as well say that I'm in a leading position, not a member.

Even though I didn't know about this case, I chose to cooperate with Mr. White.

And that choice has already come to a stage that cannot be overridden.

Besides, I can't make you stop planning for the future just because I will remember between repellents in brainwashing.

I'm trying to do the same or more out-of-the-way with the guy who brainwashed me.

Whatever reason lies ahead, the act is just evil to the victim.

I'm evil.

I feel nauseous about myself like that.

Still won't stop.

I don't even want to stop it.

I don't think so.

"I don't think you need to think hard about it. You know, justice and evil, you just end up in a different position, right? Then you can do justice in your position."

Grasshopper's thoughts on hearing me were dazzling straight.

I can tell you all that. I envy you.

Either way, it's not just my personal feelings that stop me.

Then I'll just push everywhere.

I will help Mr. Bai to the end, even if it is evil. [M]

Yes, to the end.