Let's set up a hideout for the exiles on the edge of the demonic realm - a cat banished from the demonic realm, but the most powerful daughter of mankind picked it up -

"Then I'll go. Totally...... oh well do that on the ground!

"Sorry, that sounded like eye poison to you"

"Hih, please don't tell me you're late!?

"Well, I haven't said that much, I see. You were."

The other side of the door was a little strange space.

I just thought I'd be led to a new labyrinth, but there was a thin, endless, long passage ahead of me.

"Ha... you're a shady grandfather..."

"Isn't that how you get to know that Zaga beyond me, Grandma?

"Heh... how dare you make such a mess, I mean it! The question is no comment!

"Huh, that sounds just like Jesus."

Mr. Big Fuku's leg has a chain connected, but the tip of that chain is connected to another space or distorts the light.

This is a discretionary guess of mine, but this chain may be what binds her to this labyrinth.

The passage that spreads before us depicted a long, long and gentle descent beyond sight no matter how far we go.

"Then let's change the question. With you, with that black cat human, what are you guys? You'll be hiding something just like Zaga."

"Excuse me, call me King Zaga! Almost there, I didn't tell you to stick around. Follow me!

"Really? Let's do that."

I found that there was an upward and downward relationship and that Zaga was above Mr. Big Fuku.

And not calling yourself that, but also that that cat human ghost was really the king.

"We're here. The furnace leaves the three rooms. First of all, you don't get lost, on the road."

When we finally made it through the aisle, we reached the small room in White Asia, with a purple door on its front.

And it's kind of a contrived way of putting it.

"I see. As always, I just need to take down my enemies and move on, right?

"Yes, good luck at best."

"Good luck. I want to teach Patia, my children with palsy, a hot bath."

"I don't know... I can't help it anymore, I'll give you old advice. You can always run if you want to. Ha... King Zaga is impotent, too, or people are bad..."

No matter how thoughtful you say it, you can't go home with your bare hands.

When I pulled out the silver rapier and checked the condition of the blade, I went through the purple door with the book of Nakoto, which I had not yet magnified.

● ◎ (ΦωΦ) ◎

With light dizziness I was made to understand the meaning of the earlier words.

King Zaga is impotent, too. People are bad. This is what the word meant.

Through the purple door it was my birth house, which should be gone by now...

Not to mention that you can always escape, but only the purple door exists there as a foreign object.

"Zaga... what are you going to do with this stuff............?!

Two lighter footsteps approached me than outside, and I opened the front door.

This place is a labyrinth, conceived of enemies so that I could pull out Rapier at any time, and I was reunited with them….

It was my father-in-law and sister-in-law who showed up. I am nothing but a wolf in unexpected developments. A false world has eroded in that gap of mind.

"Why are you back...?

"Why did you come back to congratulate me?

It's a hallucination, it's a dream, the dreamer can't wake up until he realizes it's a dream.

The two phantoms did not welcome me.

"I don't know... when I realize, here I am, why... my sister-in-law, my father-in-law... I miss you -"

Still, I was glad.

I have lived three hundred long years and have been left behind by many.

I never dreamed I'd see my stepfather and sister-in-law again......

"Pelbust, I wish you hadn't been born."

"Perl...... glad you left. Because I had a real family thanks to you."

"Shame on the cat humans for failing to protect Master Jeremiah"

"I can't believe you belong to a killer because you hate people... you're not our family anymore"

That was a bunch of words I feared......

After Lord Jeremiah disappeared, I should have come back to this place and lived in peace. Even so, I dyed myself with hatred.

"No... I intend to avenge you, and I... I will be weak, fighting, trying to win..."

"Cat humans are inferior species, what are you mistaken for? We don't have the talent to fight."

"You weren't just kept by Master Jeremiah. In the true sense of the word, I wasn't loved."

I almost lost my sanity to the many words that crossed my heart.

But when consciousness turned against words that were uniquely heartless, we also finally realized the contradiction.

No. My true father-in-law tried to show me the outside world.

My sister-in-law always looked forward to my return and boasted to me of her pretty nephews and nieces.

This is a trial. In order to test me, a labyrinth runs through my weak parts. That's just it.

"Please don't let the phony speak silly. I was certainly loved by my father-in-law and sister-in-law. What do you mean, you don't have blood?"

Even if there is no blood connection between Patia and me, I regard that child as my real daughter.

I can't believe you're obsessed with blood! There's no way the two of you could say this.

"Yeah, I certainly couldn't protect the Demon King. No one else could have done anything like save the demon king of the day! There's no lesson in regret just tormenting yourself!

Then my father-in-law's sister-in-law laughs gently.

Both my father-in-law and sister-in-law laughed at me finally realizing that, and vanished into illusion.

I also fully realize that this is our bad hallucination, the test of bad taste.

Then the world that lived only in memories disappeared, leaving only a small room strewn with mirrors and a black door, purple on the way home.

"Zaga... I didn't hear that... My sister-in-law, my father-in-law... I want to see you again, at least again..."

Somewhere in my heart, I guess I still suspected.

Whether the two of you truly thought of me as a family.

But now I know. Because Patia was the way she was, and she taught me about it.

We were a family without truth or falsehood.