Reincarnation Monarch

One.

"... What do you mean... that's all the last episode counts..."

Gaius narrowed his eyes and told him to look far and whine.

"Yes, probably. But that's it… I don't know if the last tree that grows is actually talking about the tree, or is it some kind of metaphor, either, so far."

"A metaphor... maybe it does... ahhh, but it's also possible that some kind of tree really grew..."

"Yes, if some kind of tree really grew, I wonder which one grew it, or whether it grew for any reason regardless of the two..."

"That's why I grew up... Uh-huh... that's a tough question to ask... I've never heard you talk like that with clarity. Do you have Glenn? Talk similar to this"

Then Glenn shook his head wide aside.

"No, unfortunately. I don't recall talking similar to this episode."

"Well... then it would be best to ask the person directly..."

To Gaius's whining, Glenn became a Kyoton look.

"... directly to him... Um..."

Then Gaius panicked and misled.

"Oh, no! Nothing. Right, let's just try to talk to Carla directly for a second. Because Carla is a legendary archdeacon, and maybe you've heard this episode before."

Glenn had no strange look on his face or any further penetration.

That's why Gaius stood up with a soothing look on his face.

"Well, I'll be up in a minute. Glenn, please take your time."

So Gaius went up out of the hot tub, and left the bathroom with his feet intact.

"... well, okay..."

Although Glenn Hasa also had a strange look on his face, he had no choice but to be convinced because Gaius at the time had already left.

Two.

"Oh, no, no, no, no. You said it by accident."

At the stripper, Gaius carefully wiped the droplets on his body with a fluffy towel, while inadvertently reflecting on his mouth run.

"But the quickest part is still asking Astalotto directly... yeah. Let's talk to Carla about this."

When Gaius was so alone, he wore new clothes prepared by the servants of the Melba Mansion.

"Gu!... Ts... The abrasion rubbed on my clothes... Ouch yeah..."

Gaius distorted his face and tried to leave the stripper quietly with a slow footing to avoid rubbing his clothes and body as much as he could.