Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

"... ha"

After breakfast, Madoka takes the elevator to the promised house of Kotalou.

"Senior star, you're very popular."

I think back on the killings directed at me by my best friends, and the dry laughter creeps up.

Sai and Yurina knew, but they didn't think of it, such as having that sentiment for Syndicate until Miyuki.

"I'm not that cool... well, I'm not a bad guy"

We're going on a date. What does Madoka think of Syndicate herself?

It makes me think like that.

"He's surprisingly easy to talk to, isn't he? Are you saying that you are comfortable... or that you are watching closely? But..."

Is it 'like'?

Starting in the morning, questions that boil like water vapor and disappear overshadow Madoka's thoughts.

"... no, no. So that's not it. I don't hate it, I like it, but I'm not in love or anything, 'Lyke'. It's not Love."

With his face red, Madoka denies it herself.

"... yeah. No. I'm Sei and Lili. I want one of you to get along well with Senior Star."

All the while, Madoka holds her fist.

At the same time, the elevator door opens.

Two Says and Yurina.

I support one love or the other, my relationship with Syndicate.

I hope it goes well.

That's not a mistake, and I guess it actually is.

"Ah, good morning. Baino."

"... thank you"

Madoka takes a gentle breath when she sees Syndicate standing in front of the front door of Kotalou's house.

Syndicate usually prefers a rough outfit.

They wear jerseys, sweatshirts, everything but uniforms.

But I haven't seen much of your outfit today.

A combination of fine shirts and sweaters. Tidy to the hair.

That outfit I don't usually see is like I chose it for a date with Madoka.

(No, that's a date, and I really must have chosen it)

It's obvious, but when you think you're wearing clothes that you don't normally wear for a date with yourself, warm things spread around the center of your body.

(... so, no. You can't think of that. Exactly, I thought that much...)

It's the friends that float in the back of my brain.

Sometimes dating today is a prize for a game, and it also means a crush on friends who are terribly eye-catching in that game.

But I don't like that Madoka really hurts those friends either.

(So I'm not overly excited about today's date either. Rather, let's feel as much as we investigate. I don't know much about Senior Star. An investigation to advise Lili and Sai to get along with senior celebrities at all. That's today's date)

Yeah, yeah, Madoka told herself.

At the same time, the warmth that was spreading from the center of the body cools.

(... let's stay calm)

"Good morning. Senior star."

That's how Madoka finally regained her composure, returning her greetings to Dust and Syndicate.

but.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!!!!

There is a girl who plays, plays too much, and speaks like a superball.

Madoka, of course, is the one who speaks like that.

"This! This! Ha!?

The colourful flowers and trees spread before Madoka's eyes.

Very beautiful, full of vitality, but all things I've never seen before.

That goes on everywhere as far as I can see.

"I asked Kotalou to create a botanical garden. Because of this, and I collected plants from the other world, don't you think?

Behind Madoka, Syndicate answers as she closes the door.

This door leads to the world created by Kotalou, just as it did at the Christmas party.

Having finished their morning greetings, Syndicate and Madoka had just come from their doors to a botanical garden that had gathered plants from different worlds.

By the way, Kotarou, who created this world, is on the other side of the door.

"Ko, this is... no, the... Hey, let's go, Senior Star! Come on, come on!

Surrounded by plants never seen before, Madoka hasn't hidden out her excitement.

Before I knocked through this door, there would be no pieces of thought left to think about 'gathering information for a friend'.

My hands are shaking like a dog's tail.

"Okay. Wait. Kotalou gave me a guidebook, so do as you're told."

"Come on!"

Madoka takes Syndicate's arm.

I guess you're excited and unaware.

Madoka's small chest is hitting Syndicate's arm.

"Oh, no..."

"Come on! Come on! What is that blue, big flower! Flowers! flowers!!

Shall I point out the chest thing? Shall I check the guidebook?

While he was conceiving, Syndicate was taken to be dragged by Madoka.