Madame, who came into the small room, looked at this one and laughed nicely.

Long time no see, Master Kai.

He looked at me only for a moment, but immediately turned to the Duke which.

"Oh. I couldn't come because of all the fun. I'm sorry."

"You've had a lot of fun because Kai forgot about this place."

"It was quite a pleasure beyond my imagination."

Well, if you can imagine going to the Devil's Lands and racing by car or something, the murderer's territory. I'll stop you, my friend.

"Hehe. I'm a bit of a runner here, but I had a valuable experience because Kai can see such a grin."

It looks like it, but it is a madam who makes a really classy move.

I was listening to the Duke and Madame whilst drinking white tea.

Okay, gentlemen. Here's the problem.

No, I heard a penetration about who you guys are, but it flushes salariedly.

What the hell is this situation?

Interview to become a member. Booboo. Off.

Duke, which said earlier, right? He said a lot of idiots are unscrupulous from good business. That would mean I even accept such an idiot, but I wouldn't even have an interview.

Well, then, to see people for members. Booboo. That's off, too.

Maybe this is where I can't be a member without an introduction. Then the referral should teach people for it.

But maybe I'll teach you a lie? Though it wouldn't be a reason to say no because you lied to me to even put in an idiot who's unscrupulous.

I don't know if it's okay to say general...... but I can only think of two sorting methods that make me a member of a special place. But this is a special part of being special. I don't think I would do anything like that.

Then what?

My answer is sorting. Whoa, stop throwing stones. Listen to me first.

When I say sorting, I don't know what to sort. If you care about character, you will save the nasty, and if you choose only those who have money, you will eliminate the poor.

That's what I think, Duke. When I hear what you're talking about and look at the Madam in front of me, the answer comes every second.

By the way, Madame in front of you is out of the public. No, because I'm not saying it is by the looks of it. Don't think of it as an experience that has touched the outside world before, feel it, but you're screaming that the outside world can only exist anymore.

There's no way that outsiders are afraid of ordinary people, and if they're doing it without giving in to the power of the Empire, it means they're sorting out outsiders.

Maybe, but there's something about territory and hostility in the outside world, too. You said there was a bondage in the deal before.

Sometimes people can't see the outside world? I have my doubts, but I guess I just have to look through this little room.

When I get an answer to say so, I get a further problem.

If you want to explore the outside world, you must hide that those who explore are also the outside world. Because if you're fierce enough to fake the outsiders, you know the ones who are sorting are the outsiders.

You can't even fake an outsider. As a sorter, you would be disqualified.

There's no such thing as outsiders to avoid being understood as outsiders. The stronger you are, the less you can hide. Only the outside world, the power of existence, cannot be erased - because it is quality.

Madame in front of me, she's not hiding that she's out there. On the contrary, it opens up its full presence. Why is that?

Mmm, it's decided to hide the sorter.

The person in the small room is a samurai-style man. A samurai-like woman. Madam. Duke which. Mr. Mita. And it's me.

There is a sorter in this.

No, aren't you sorting from outside the little room?

Maybe. But if you're not human enough to fake the outsiders, it would be easier to sort them by looking nearby than by looking far. For that reason, I'm putting you in a small room where there seems to be some kind of trick.

And you're out-of-the-box enough to make me think, the out-of-the-box people here. That's what I've been leading you to since you got in here.

Well. It's even more problematic.

Who is the Lord here?

The tip is that it's the Lord, not the sorter. That people are just outsiders who can hide that they are outsiders.

I can solve you, or I can solve this mystery!