Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

Episode 148: My friend woke up.

Then, a few hours later.

"Good Morning"

It's six o'clock in the morning.

Sai, who left the prepared bedroom and went downstairs, speaks to Syndicate, who was in the living room.

"Morning. Did you get some sleep?

To Sai's greeting, Syndicate answers, turning around.

"... Yes. Seniors... have you been awake?

In front of the syndicate were two sets of futons laid by being evacuated from the living room table.

On top of that, Madoka and Yurina are each put to sleep.

"No, I slept a little too."

That's a lie. And Sai thought.

Perhaps Syndicate hasn't slept.

The reason I thought that was because Sei hadn't slept a single night since either.

While awake, Sai was exploring for signs of Syndicate, but there was no sign that Syndicate had moved out of the living room.

I guess I've been on Madoka and Yurina's side the whole time.

Thinking about it, Sei's emotions really get wrapped up in things that aren't good again.

It's like, already, that emotion is like a snake.

Tyrothiro and, with his tongue out, he's storing poison in his fangs.

"Changchun."

"... Yes!?

Sai, who was sinking into his emotions, let Vikri and his body wiggle.

"If you like, prepare a drink. Because you can use what's properly in the kitchen."

"Yes. Yes, I did. Eh, what do I prepare..."

"I'm a coffee. Milk and sugar together. Mr. Changchun will choose the rest. I don't know what they like."

The last sentence, Syndicate says emphatically.

"... is it time?

Sei understands what that means.

"Yeah. Maybe five more minutes."

"Really?"

To calm down.

After exhaling, Sei stood up and headed to the kitchen in the living room.

Emotions that have grown into snakes are making intimidating noises with Chassis.

Sei tried to immerse herself in the work so as not to lend an ear to the sound.

While boiling water, Sei searches for coffee and tea for herself and the two others to drink.

Tea leaves in black tea were found immediately, but coffee was found only with beans.

To boulders, Sei doesn't know how to fry coffee from beans.

When I looked for anything else, I found a sticky, instant powdered coffee in the back of the bean, and Sai decided to prepare a syndicated coffee with it.

Sei arranging four cups.

An emotional snake was opening his mouth.

From the fangs, poisoned or falling.

The poison was dripping in two cups, pounding, pounding, falling.

Sai shook his head in a panic and erased the image.

Images like this, all the time, continue.

That's why Sei couldn't sleep.

(... calm down)

Sai pours each drink into the cup, saying that word again, which he doesn't know several times.

(Baiano and Mizuhashi, they're cute, but they're fine. Seniors are......)

It just doesn't do much for that word.

It would be natural.

There are too many disturbing facts for Sai.

That both Madoka and Yurina are beautiful girls with no complaints.

That Madoka is the person Cicito once loved.

And what Syndicate said yesterday about suddenly bringing those two back to life.

(Why are seniors at that time...)

What did I do wrong?

Sai should have acted as Syndicate told him.

Whether tickled, bitten or rubbed, Sei endured.

Maybe you didn't care about the ear scratches.

Speaking of which, once I had Syndicate's head on my thick crotch, I got up.

That's what caused it...

Thinking that far, another snake shows off his poisonous fangs.

(... calm down!

Sai tried to put the cup on top of the basin and back where Syndicate was.

But Sai stops trying to take a step.

At the end of Sai's gaze, he's looking at sleeping Madoka and Ulina, the look of Syndicate.

The look on Syndicate's face, with the word watching over her, was truly gentle and warm.

But watching with that look is Madoka and Yurina, not Sai.

Sei's snake opens her mouth wide.

Spread the poison from your fangs.

"...... eh"

That's when I heard voices.

Not Syndicate's voice, but the voice of an adorable girl.

"Ugh... hmm?

Then another girl's voice.

"Is this...?

Two girls wake up their bodies.

Madoka and Ulina woke up.

"Morning. How are you feeling?

To both of you, Syndicate speaks in a slow, gentle tone.

"Good morning. Er..."

Somewhere, Madoka cutely necks me with the look of a dream.

The trick is adorable, just like a beautiful girl.

Meanwhile, Ulina, a beautiful girl with two knots, watched Bo, Syndicate.

It's like watching a fantasy, that look.

"I..."

"Cah!?

"Fugu!?

When Syndicate tried to introduce herself to the two of them, something suddenly jumped on them.

"... eh, what?

"Are you... Changchun?

It was Sai who jumped on the two of us.

Sei spreads his hands wide and wraps each arm around his two necks.

Like, a snake.

"Duh, what's wrong, Mr. Changchun?

"What the hell is going on? Or it hurts a little..."

Sei, little by little, strengthens the force of the arms that are wrapped around their necks.

"Hey? Hey, Changchun, you're strong..."

"Ouch!? It hurts! What are you thinking?"

To the power of the too strong Sai, Madoka and Ulina raise their voices of protest.

But Sei ignores the two voices and makes them stronger and stronger.

"Ku...... painful"

"Yes, come on..."

And when the two of you started to get a distressed look on your face.

"... whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

Sai started crying out loud.

"Duh, what's wrong? Changchun?"

"Ugh, loud!? Really, what are you? When people were feeling a little better, I strangled them and started crying..."

"Oh, that's good!

Loud enough to undo the two voices, Sai says.

"It's really, really good to have you back!

So Sei held the two of them together with her full strength, and, again, cried.

"... Is Changchun such a character?

"Something's not right with words."

Madoka and Yurina have a puzzled look and are laughing as they make it such a say.

The snake that was in the sai, had disappeared at some point.

Sai is a crying child.

Well, he's a kid who can weep for his friends.

The snake by the name of jealousy is always set to go away.

Seeing the three of us hugging each other, Syndicate was having a cup of coffee that Sai had put in for us, while he was flailing his face.