I can't help but stop the mirror (escape reality). I don't know what to do with this.

"Is Liam leaving a message?

"I'm cleaning."

I don't know about genius thinking, but don't think about it, feel it. I kind of know when I activate the pewter.

I can't deal with the Denko's, so I guess I left it to clean up here. I don't think this guy can do the same job as the other kids.

"Right. Then Liam will be my assistant today."

"It pisses me off. I can't eat."

"No problem. Let's go."

You don't seem to know how many thoughts I give you that same answer, dog-eared girl who frowns a bit.

Regardless, he grabbed Dog Ear Girl's arm and headed to the monastery and orphanage where the Denko's were located.

A cabin on the orphanage side - a lower organization of the Aboriginal Trade Union...... didn't you have a name? What are you calling me, these guys?

"Ah, brother. What's the matter - if you say so, forget about Liam!

That's all Liam was in Denko. Well, what about Dog-Eared Girl... what is it, the name of that former nobleman? No, well, I guess he's in charge of it.

"Is Liam an orphan?

"Oh, Tajera picked up on me dying out there in the slums, but I totally got used to it. Why are you cleaning the warehouse?"

Don't think about me, feel it, Pewter. Seriously, high performance.

"Do you have a problem with me taking you?

"Uh, yeah, I'm fine, but what do we do? He can't talk properly."

Denko is also a genius, but not necessarily a genius can understand genius. Not to mention two people in different directions, you can't tell each other.

"I can't say it's a problem, but, well, I can handle it. I understand that I can't eat without working. Then just let it work."

Well, there are things geniuses can't do, but if you're this fast spinning head, you can do it as a pharmacist, and let me do a lot of things, and do what I can.

Genius is hard to handle, but iron is a knocking procedure while hot, if you stick to it while your heart is still soft, you can handle it...... should. Well, it's gonna be.

…………

Denko is frowning. What the hell?

"Ola, it's my brother's disciple. Didn't I?"

"Oh, oh. Yes..."

Denko is my disciple, but what is it?

"Then Liam is for Ola's sister!

"Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah."

Hmm? Something? Who the hell is that?

Now, well, I don't know, but there's no denial that I said this, so let's just say yes.

"That's fine!

Something is very satisfying. What the hell?

"Well, that's why you tell the rest of them."

"Okay!

Then I left the monastery behind.

"To where?

"It's at the chairman's."

"Mr. Chairman? Who?"

"It's Bourbon Basibaddle."

…………

I get some frustrating signs, but I can't seem to put that into words, I just stared at me.

"Liam. I know there's a muscle path through you, and it's obvious, but nobody thinks he can understand others, too. Now, you don't understand me. Why is that? Why can't you understand me? The answer is simple. I don't have enough words."

I don't understand what I said. I'm not trying to understand.

"I know it's overflowing with tons of words in your head, but when you mouth it, you haven't even put it out earlier on your nails. Then others won't understand, and you won't understand the massive amount of words in my head with my fingernails alone."

If I find that out, I'll be Esper.

"So, if you don't know, give up - if you stop thinking, you'll be alone for the rest of your life. It's just like not being there."

Liam's arm gets harder to grab. Maybe it manifested itself in fear because it knew loneliness. Then it's okay. That is, it has people's hearts.

"One, don't you like it?

"... no..."

"Then I'll be your family."

"Family?"

I guess I don't understand what my family is, even if I know the words. It seemed purely unclear, and it was Kyoton.

"Well, one of these days, if you know what I mean. First, the first step to becoming a family. Call me your brother."

"Brother?"

"That's right. I'm my brother. Liam is my sister. I mean, brothers."

"... your brother. My sister. Brother. Ok......"

I don't know what thoughts ran through Liam, but that smile is enough. We are brothers now.

"Brother."

"What is it, my sister?

"My sister. Your brother. Glad."

"Right. I'm happy for you, too."

You recognized me as my brother.

"... something, I feel a gusty ripple..."

Hi, Geroko. Don't pick up weird radio waves. You're dead quietly.