Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

"... Are the grandfathers at Mr. Rona's house right now?

Stop soaking the udon in the pan and Sei checks with her little white own dog.

"Oh, in security work, I headed to a guy's house called Monmouth. Take your wife and your son. If you want to see me, come on your own, let's not."

Put your mouth inside the frying pan and enjoy the delicious taste of the stock tangled with the udon cosmetics when you follow it, Sei's dog, Komabe, tells her where her family is and her message lightly.

"... yes"

Sai lowered his face with a pan on his lap that turned so good when he snapped like exhaled.

The hand holding the chopsticks is firmly gripped and divided into two colors, white and red.

Information about my own family I got from Komabe.

That wasn't very good for Sai.

It was Cicito who cut Sai's leg off, but Sai hasn't forgotten the eyes Rona turned to herself.

Contempt.

Mixed with pity, definite anger.

That emotion, which was put on sight from above, was, at that time, definitively determining Sei's mind.

The man who cut off his own leg and the woman who abandoned him.

I have my own family to guard where those two are.

Syndicate confirms the condition of such a sai on the side.

What, should I speak up?

With that in mind, I noticed the gaze that had been sent from before and Syndicate looked in that direction.

There, Komabe, said nothing, was moving his jaw.

(What happened?

Oh, man.

Do something.

Probably a trick in that sense.

"... is that Rona's house? There, that's a long way to go. We have to cross the mountain. What do we do? Go?

Even if Komabe doesn't prompt him, Syndicate, who was going to speak up, throws the question to Sai where the answer is set.

"There's no way you're going!

That, Sei looked up, returning the determined answer.

"There's Rona and... and Cicito, too, right?

"Right. But Mr. Rona's house is super rich, isn't it? All you smell is a lot of money, Guess."

Syndicate with your hands firmly in front of your mouth, moving your face up and down into small pieces.

Even Sai can tell that the trick is a joke, but he's going to invite me to tease him somewhere.

"Big money, no matter how many seniors, doesn't steal money from a house where people are, right? My house is... well, I hope it's me"

Sei with her lips crouched and her eyes narrowed to stare at Syndicate.

There was a little contempt in those eyes... but no anger or pity.

"Oh, speaking of gold"

Komabe, who watched the interaction between the two like that, matches Pong with the meatballs on his forelegs.

"From Qinglong, it's a depository thing. I've already told you, I've just written a letter about where Qing Long is, and the bank of road."

Move your forefoot cleverly and remove a smartphone-like tool from between the collars.

He was apparently hiding in his blocky hair.

It's a bright white smartphone, the same color as the hair on a comabell.

Komabe hits the white smartphone with his forefoot and starts the operation.

"... that, comma be iGOD?

"Goodbye."

Even when it comes to manipulation, if you see it from Sai or Syndicate, that sight only makes the puppy seem to be tapping the board.

If the dog in front of you hadn't talked and been huge, it would have been a sight simply smiling.

Now, I can't help feeling uncomfortable.

"Why is it shaped like a smartphone?

Syndicate one of those discomforts in your mouth.

"This form of iGOD isn't the most popular form over there, is it? It's not like letters just float on the board."

Petite and a comma that beats iGOD.

Sure, now is the time for a smartphone to be something like a representative of the shape of the latest equipment, but it's actually a pretty simple design.

Letters appear on the board, it's not surprising that there are the most iGODs with designs like smartphones.

"Sorry, I kept you waiting. This is it."

from IGOD, Komabe, who took out a small purple wipe bag, threw it away towards Sei after he could.

"Ah...... wow, heavy!?

Sei, who receives the wipes, is bewildered by the less weight of that bag.

I wonder what's in it.

I was curious Sei puts her hand on a hippo strangling the mouth of a wipe bag on it.

"I wonder what's in it, can you open it later? Don't let the udon grow."

But Sei can stop it.

"Ah... oh, I'm sorry. Yeah, let's eat first."

Confirming the contents of the things you just received without acknowledging them may have been a little demeanor.

The point was made that Sei was embarrassed when he was made a dog.

You wanted to delude me, and as I watched Sei soak up the udon so as to hide her face, Syndicate finished eating the udon and grabbed the apple for dessert.

"It was a treat. Lady. And lad."

Comabe, who unfortunately finished licking the stock of udon around her mouth, is satisfied to narrow her eyes.

On a rock, with his forelegs stretched out, he lays down. That figure just looks like a relaxing puppy, no matter how you look at it.

"Speaking of which, it had leeks and stuff in it, but was it okay?

Next to such a comeback, Syndicate, who was cleaning out the spread trash bags, asks as she continues to work.

Leeks are poisonous things to dogs.

"Oh, I'm not a dog, I'm like a spirit. There is a concept of delicious taste, but food that cannot be digested… Ah"

What kind of presence are you?

Komabe realizes that he was subtly asked about the information he had decided not to tell.

"Kid...... you"

"You said it yourself, didn't you? All I heard was about the leeks."

Syndicate takes a laugh at the gaze of the comma-bei that shines on her.

I'm done collecting garbage bags and will be cleaning up the ingredients I didn't use next time.

"Komabe, I could eat leeks. Then I guess I should have made it without pulling it out."

Sai, who used repair magic after practice on cookware such as pans and knives used, is unfortunately crushed.

Sei didn't put leeks in the comma-bed udon properly.

It made me a little sad that that didn't get behind my back.

"... no, I don't mind, young lady. It was delicious, even without green onions. I didn't realize there was no spring onion in it. In the last few days, it's been the best treat ever. So you never get sick."

"What have you been eating the last few days?

Subtle, Syndicate who came into the conversation.

Looks like we're done cleaning up, except for the stuff Sei's doing magic on.

To such a syndicate, Komabe turns a vigilant eye.

"You barely talk in the middle of a meal, but after you're done, it's a percussion and a rap? Kid?"

"Hmm? Really?

Let Komabe's vigilance set Syndicate aside.

"Well, fine. I'm not eating anything in particular. If there's rain dew in the grass, I can live. That's not what I am. Still, tasty things taste good."

Turn your eyes on Syndicate from alert to frightening.

Those who are filled, speak well.

Both humans and spirits.

"Rain dew... I mean, it would be convenient for the Spirit to have water and the magic here"

Syndicate to admire, standing with one or two fingers.

"... you're not getting in that hand, are you?

That said, Komabe closes his eyes that were open.

"Oh, yeah."

Subtle, Komabe refused to answer to the word 'magic here', which Syndicate increased.

It wasn't a denial, but at the time of rejection, it had already given Syndicate information.

"... really, he's a diner. You look just like him."

"... he?

"Hmm. Solo."

Like flying, after exhaling with his nose, Komabe wakes up.

"Now it's time for you to really walk away. I should have given you the information for the treat."

Down from the rock, moving toward the stairs, he makes a noise, and Komabe returns to his earlier large body.

Intimidation, like just being on the spot, shrinking your body.

Instinctively, the body begins to retreat.

The Lord of that intimidation is just sitting in front of the stairs.

"Why shouldn't I go home?

After finishing his magic and getting rid of all his cookware, Sei asks him lonely and sadly.

The situation is that if you look at it from Sai, the dog you thought was your family is refusing to come home.

I want to ask you about the reason, and you naturally want me to talk to you.

"I'm sorry, but I can't say that. Kiyoryu and I made up our minds. If you really want to know, just ask the kid there."

With the forefoot, Komabe indicates a syndicate.

"Huh?"

"Ask me, I don't know anything, do I?

Looking surprised, Sai sees Syndicate.

To that gaze, Syndicate answers by showing her palms as if she wanted to say she was ignorant.

"Anyway, do you have any expectations? That's fine, so you can talk. Probably not that far off."

Looks uninteresting, Comabaye snarls his nose.

"... hey, can I ask you a question too?

With that being the case, a hand up syndicate.

"What? You've been asking me questions I've been trying to direct."

Looks frigid, I see the syndicate.

"No, unlike before, it's a question you don't have to answer."

Haha Syndicate laughs.

"So, what do you want to hear?

"No, really, that's a nasty question... how many guys are stronger than you over there?

The moment I ask, the conversation stops, the air stops.

Only the spirals of the trees flow through the space and move.

"Hmm. I'm really not going down there."

The pause ends with Komabe's snort.

Things that were stopping moved out.

"I don't even have to give you back the answer...... well, do you want me to say 'there's a top up there'? It's not worn out rhetoric."

Comabe looks up slightly and exhales.

"... of course. Your best friend." The Brave Men of the Sanctuary are better than Noah. "

To Komabe's answer, Syndicate raises her eyebrows.

"... did I mention Kotarou and his friends or something? Me?"

To Syndicate's question, Komabe snorts back.

"I don't care if you say so. You can predict why, right? Kid."

With that said, Komabe swings his forefoot down towards the ground.

Shook down ahead, comma be, just halfway between the Syndicates.

From there, a crack enters the ground, and the ground cracks as if it were a valley.

Is it about three meters wide?

The crack continues even to the Doc.

Perhaps the current blow cracked the mountain.

That's a clearly indicated marking of a ban on entry.

We have to cross this valley to get to Sai's house.

You can fly if you want, but what's ahead of you beyond is a strong guardian.

Nobody will have anything going for Sai's house beyond here.

"Now it's time to say goodbye. I'll see you when the time comes."

At the end of the valley, Komabe sat on the back of the stairs.

As if, a hound.

"... well. You interrupted."

After a glimpse of the condition, he waves gently and Syndicate begins to walk the original path.

I'm not surprised the mountain broke.

Because I expected this degree to be possible.

Besides, I don't do anything wild to hear the last word back.

Because Komabe's actions are nothing more than a statement of intent that the conversation is over.

"Ah... seniors, come on!

Conversely, Sei, who had been taken lightly by the destruction caused by Komabe, rushes after Syndicate.

"Yes, comma be!

Sei, caught up with Syndicate, looks back and yells at her own dog.

"I'm not sure what Komabe is, but have a proper meal! Dock food in the house, you can do it yourself! Don't just turn on the rain dew or anything!

It's a pure favor, from the owner, to the dog.

For that favor, the tail of the comma can be shaken lightly.

"I understand. Don't let your daughter go because it's her turn."

"Ts, it's your turn!?

No.

I mean, a couple.

Sei dyes his face red and looks at Syndicate's back, who is starting to descend slightly first.

Syndicate, stop.

Looks like you're waiting for me.

"Ugh... yeah!

Sai catches up with Syndicate again, with all his strength.

Seeing the owner like that, Komabe's tail was even prettier and cheerful, shaking and moving.