My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

The suggestion was entirely indicative for the task. I can't even tell you why.

Because the task is not involved in the development of LP farming methods at all.

"What do you mean? I'm not involved in development..."

"Until now. But from now on, when you spread the word about LP farming, you name it Smeragi."

Tasks come to mind with that word. In a report from Yuno, there was information that "shakes differently in front of my parents”.

I thought it was simply a difference between my body and anything else, but there's one possibility behind my brain.

That means Harold may be hiding his abilities from his parents. Had they known about Harold's ability, they would have appealed more to him when it came to engagement arrangements.

In addition, Harold at the time had previously suggested in a letter the Stokes family's decline. Where that means......

"Harold, don't you think it's a good idea that LP farming is known to your parents?

"You know exactly what my parents are like."

If they knew about the LP farming method, they would develop into a development in which nineteen eighty-nine tasks feared. Harold is so sure.

That's why I came to ask for help with the Smeragis.

"To put it further, I don't have enough handkerchiefs. If we get more test farmers, we'll lose sight of surveillance."

"I see."

I understood what Harold was trying to say here.

He wants this business to expand without his parents knowing it. But in order to do so, there is a limit that it remains as it is now.

Control must be thorough to prevent information from being compromised if it is such a ground-breaking method. I guess this is how he brought the story to the Smeraggi family because he wasn't adequately staffed for it.

"But how did you get to me? I think anyone would jump with all this flavor."

"You were just the easiest person to give when you met the requirements."

This is a void. Harold, who is otherwise untold if his head is shaken to the side by the task, is put in a predicament.

But his personality and his strength in figuring out the Weekpoint are here to live.

"If you say no, just speak up for the second or third candidate. Well, you don't have to."

"You think I'll ever accept this proposal?

"Oh, you have to."

Absolute confidence everywhere. What makes him so far?

I don't think he's going to be in a strong position without a basis. Rather, it seems like it would block their way out beforehand with packing.

(Wait, block the exit? No way......!

A nasty sweat on the cheek of the task tells me.

Bringing together pieces that were scattered with abruptly brought flashes to shape one answer. The moment it arrived, chills ran to freeze on the spine of the task.

"Did you notice that?

The voice hits the ear of the task with a disastrous sharpness like the sickle of a reaper.

"... have you been anticipating this situation since the beginning?

"If so, what? Does that change your response?

The task lays eyes down. Harold's right, the answer remains the same.

Either way, I had to snort Erica's body on the scale.

"Is this the 'provision of industrial technology' described in the letter…"

Tasks dropped his shoulders and leaked like that. The reason for this is Erica's broken engagement.

A bound future that my beloved daughter embraced solely because of her sense of responsibility, which she genuinely does not want. Harold himself has offered to destroy it in a letter he was previously given.

Conditions for this are to formulate and take resistance medicines to improve patient symptoms, and to set a precautionary line based on the expected maximum contamination range of Qi. And it's about harnessing the industrial technology provided to restore economic power.

At that time I only considered it a worldly myth or a third-party sweetheart.

But if this boy wrote all the contents of that letter, the story is different. As one father, not as the main one, the conditions are too attractive.

It also drives the decision to see no unfavourable part of Harold's proposal.

An adult sentence that doesn't fit your age may have been intended. Doing so made the other person smell the existence of a mastermind, and I couldn't even think of the possibility that it was written by Harold himself because of the suspicion he had. Despite reports from Yuno.

I mean, from the time I received that letter, the task was just being moved by Harold's palm. Since when was he starting to move to create this situation?

Stunned by the fabric stones that were being struck as if they were looking to the future.

"It's definitely a fascinating story that makes me want to jump by accident...... but what's the reason for putting my hands on Smeragi so far?

If you just want to be cordial with Smeragi, then just what you already provided is enough. Not to mention there's no way to destroy an engagement that's going to be the strongest tie.

Harold's thoughts deepen all the confusion without being able to read them.

But it was natural. Harold is thorough, moving to avoid his death flag, which he will visit in the future, and it is almost impossible to draw his intentions from those who do not know it.

I don't intend to, even though I can't understand it from what I've explained.

"I told you... no, it's something no one but me understands."

Mouthfeel like mocking yourself. The task of not thinking Harold would show such an attitude because of his invincibility so far was stuck in words.

Harold presses for a choice as he pokes at the void.

"So, what do we do? If you don't trust me, that's it."

I still can't shake my neck vertically if Harold does deserve credit.

But it is not determined that his purpose will harm Smeragi, and if we drink this proposal, we can save the Smeragi family, the people of Smeragi, and the future of Erika.

Harold is doing everything he can to change his mind. It would hardly have been possible to make a difference where I was not allowed to say whether or not this case was followed.

While in such an overwhelming vantage point, he brought the story only in the form of a proposal.

It seemed like the task had no veto, but that's different. It was also possible to say no if you meditated on the sacrifice of Erica's engagement.

That would make the connection between the Stokes and the Smeragi firm, and they would just receive support from the Stokes as per prior arrangements, even without the LP farming method.

Harold was more of a risk in this proposal. It's also a risk that you don't have to take if you think about it normally.

It is easy to imagine that we would have invested considerable time and funds in developing resistance drugs and so on. Whether or not to take the hand without saving the risk that the situation created thus far would be attributed to the blister, I entrusted the end of it to the task.

(That's not what you can do inside...)

I honestly thought so. It made me think.

On second thought, Harold stands around like Smeragi doesn't lose anything.

I wouldn't snort easily if they brought up stories that were supposed to be convenient so far. I suspect the other person, explore suspicious points, and if that doesn't clear my suspicions, I will say no. Harold made a suggestion.

It could also lead to letting go of the profits that the decision was supposed to yield.

But Harold deliberately prepared a pardon that says "Erica's engagement can be broken”. To make it easier for the task to accept the proposal.

To put it this way, it may seem too favourably interpreted, but there was no other explanation for Harold's failure to break down his stature of negotiation until he took unnecessary risks.

(It is also thought to take this thought backwards, but if so, there is no way to fathom it. Either way, it's my complete defeat)

The task slowly exhales a large inhaled breath. He raised the face he was making me lean over and looked closely into Harold's eyes as he sat across the street.

"Let me take this suggestion"

That was the answer given by the task.

"As it was supposed to be, well, I'll compliment you on the instant execution. Prepare the fields owned by the humans and the Smeragi that you breathed in the near future. First, I'm gonna tap into your know-how on LP farming."

"Is that all you need?

"Don't need a large chamber of commerce in a few years when the rest is due. This is where I can keep my information confidential and put my credibility. I'll leave that decision to you."

"I see. Do you mean to consolidate the basement and then work with the Chamber of Commerce to increase the number of manageable fields and slowly sell the technology through that Chamber of Commerce?

"More than my handkerchief. You look like you're wearing a head."

Though gazing from above, Harold wraps his tongue around his inner heart at the good perception of the task. I'm very happy to have a lot of reliable company.

Even if he wanted to sell the technology, he would read it without saying that he wanted to borrow Smeragi's name to keep it secret from his parents.

"Anything else you need?

"And then..."

I said it and shut my mouth. Isn't that what you're supposed to say at this time? and patrol.

The task on which it was based reached out with pure generosity.

"If you need anything, I don't want you to hesitate to offer it. Harold, if there's anything you want, we'll have it all we can."

"... then prepare a strong one. While staying here, gain as much experience in interpersonal combat as possible"

The strength of interpersonal battles that will be absolutely necessary to survive this world. You can't get it at Stokes' mansion. To get it, Harold never took a step forward in his will.