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"- Ouch...!

So I woke up.

"……………………………………………………… What?

I have Hannu in front of me.

He stares at me with a tremendous face.

My left cheek hurts so bad.

Hot.

It is swollen.

How do I know, because my left hand is holding my sore, hot cheek.

"...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I don't know what that means.

I don't know why.

Something's wrong with the memory connection.

Or I don't know before or after this situation.

I don't know what I don't know or what I don't know from the first place. I...

"... why...?

Are you here?

"... eh, why...?

Is Hanu in front of you, and you're obviously angry to see?

I have no idea what it is.

"Oh, hey, what? Hey, what happened... oh, that? What do you mean?

At last, my consciousness turned aside from Hannu in front of me, and I looked around, and then again, I was plunged into more confusion.

- Where is that? Here!?

- What the hell is this?!?

- I mean, what the hell happened!?

I didn't know what that meant.

I was in a strange place when I realized it.

I don't know, on a white sand mountain. Glittering sand, sand and sand all around.

But it's not a desert, there's wreckage of a broken building or anything on the outside of the sand mountain, and I can see that this is the central district of Floating Oshima.

But it's crazy.

I was supposed to be on the east side of Floating Oshima, away from the central urban area, with Hannu until just now.

"-Rat."

"Ha, ha!?

No, Hannu gave me a strange voice, so I accidentally stretched my spine and responded politely.

- And now I realize the presence of Mr. Rose and Flim sleeping near such a hanu on the back of the Zhengtian spiritual symbol "The Ceremony".

We're both covered in blood. And you look lost.

"... What!? Hey, hey, we're both okay!?

How could I not have noticed before? My impatience breaks into the red zone at once, and I'm stunned enough to hold my breath.

"Wait Hanu, and give the two of you a heel anyway......!!

He hurriedly embarks on himself and activates the healing technique (heel) by touching the two falling shoulders and back directly. The radiance of deep purple surrounds the two bodies, and the healing power works. Anyway, I folded the heel multiple times and poured in enough resilience to say there was nothing more.

"- Phew..."

In the meantime, you'll be fine if you put this much (heel) on. However, the fact that the two inflexible people are losing their minds also means that the invisible inner damage can be enormous, so I have to have an advanced recovery ceremony at the hospital at that time.

"... lato"

"Ah, yes."

Again, no, I was called out in a heavier and more painful voice than just now, and once again, I corrected my posture.

Looking back, Hannu stares at me with unspeakable jitsu eyes.

He continues to pour his frigid gaze at me as he sat out in the ceremony. [M]

Doing so, the burnt wound hit my left cheek again. Stimulation that paralyzes you with gin and heat is a feeling that you remember from time to time. If you think of it, your past memories flashed right back into your brain.

That was, yes, when I met Hannu and it was still shallow. When I jumped into the special security room on the 200th floor of the Lunatic Babel to help Hannu in captivity. The first time she saw my face was so intense flatfooting that I thought the root would pull through.

Now the intense pain on my left cheek is very similar to what it was then. No, say it's similar, or rather it feels even more intense than then.

- Is that it? That means I'm making Hanu so angry...?

The situation is gradually gaining ground. I don't remember it at all, but I still have no idea what's going on, but it just makes me understand that I did something 'wrong'.

"... sorry, what's up?

"Huh?"

What pops out of Hanu's mouth - and I stood inside, and it was something that made more leaps than I thought, so I accidentally got a weird voice.

Is it possible that I suddenly apologize when I don't know why I was angry - while trying to get some information?

"Oh, you know, Hanu, I need you to hang on -"

"No excuses!

Exactly smashed with no questions asked. Hannu's outburst is no longer the momentum that impels angry hair heaven. Thanks for this, it seems that I did the extra work - and I can deduce that my spine is frightened.

"Come on! Morning! Sorry. Bye!"

Hanu is a fan-shaped remote control of the Zhongtian spirit symbol removed from his nostalgia, showing my face as Zubishi. That's already on the awesome sword screen.

- Hey, what did you do to me...!? It's really unusual for Hanu to be so angry......!?

I spin my head desperately while being pressured by the power of Hannu.

Hanu is basic, no matter how angry he is, he is not the first to wield violence. It is common for me to tap him lightly on the cheek or follow him to a point where he is not in pain, but I can see that it has been added or subtracted sufficiently.

Still plain handed marks claiming to exist on the left cheek (more). Maybe a tiny red leaf is floating there. It was only after all since that reunion that Hannu was so angry that he could get his hands on it.

- Well, if so...

…………

When I breathed deeply to prepare myself, I raised my hands to my arms.

"... Um, sorry, Hanu. I apologize twice, will you just listen to me for a second...? I'm so sorry. What..."

"Ho...?

I guess it was an unexpected reaction, too. I made a strange offer to apologize twice, and Hannu looked at me like a Kyoton.

Somehow, pretending to properly apologize to Hanu for being so angry so far and ending the conversation is' no stopover 'in me.

Here's one thing, let's be honest and apologize properly. Even if I were to pour more oil into Hannu's angry flames.

"Actually..."

And what am I hiding? I'm totally losing my memories back and forth, and instead of the reason Hannu is angry, I just tried to talk about blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

The flying noise of a large air bike came close by unexpectedly.

When you look up, there's the face of the person you half-expected.

"Ah, Mr. Ashley......?

There is a reason why I accidentally called my name with my neck slapped.

Of course Mr. Ashley in the driver's seat, Mr. Villey and Mr. Zelda in the back seat and on the carrier - who seem to be losing their minds but also see Mr. Carrell and Mr. Julius - were all staring at us with disturbing faces.

"Beowulf, you..."

Another strange voice with a different vibe than Hanu's just now. Mr. Ashley's rugged eyes are looking at me with such eyes as they are directed against a rare beast on the verge of extinction.

It was Mr. Villey who inherited Mr. Ashley's words, to which two sentences did not succeed.

Try to take a serious peek into my face,

"... you, Rag, right...?

"What...?

With me in front of him, I was so shocked that I could hold my true breath when I asked him a question that would flip through its fundamentals.

- I made sure it was me...?

I turn my gaze to Hannu for so much puzzlement. Ethereal and gold heterochromia and eye to eye, and so I said, 'What do you mean?' I sent an eye contact.

……

No, you can't, Hannu is also inclined to his little neck. It doesn't lead to anything.

Nevertheless, Hanu's awesome anger and the way he handles Mr. Villey's swelling. This seems to have a common reason, and I agreed. [M]

I raise one hand and ask everyone on the spot.

"Um... excuse me, do you have a minute...?