After a conversation with Aerial, Sigel, who had been confirming the 'Spirit Inn' for a little while, headed to the room where everyone was without finding any further change.

So I explained to the Philomenas, who were having a light girls-talk, that the 'Spirit Inn' had changed by taking in the example crystals.

"- So? Didn't" Spirit Inn "just get wider than before, did it?

To Michaela, who suddenly asked so, Sigel turned to Kyoton's expression.

"That? How did you figure that out?

"You can't possibly not understand. When you look like that, you're planting a hell of a bomb, absolutely."

Sigel, so assured, accidentally hid his mouth with his right hand.

I didn't mean it at all, but I was surprised Michaela read my expression.

Seeing how that Sigel was doing, Laura laughed small before giving further explanations.

"Sure, Mr. Siegel's expression is easy to understand, but that's not the only reason."

"What, no more. You don't have to screw around so soon."

"Well, well. Be specific. I know someone from the Great Spirit is here. So I figured something was going on."

Philomena has added that as if to go in and arbitrate between Laura and Michaela.

As Sigel turned her gaze to the marina to confirm its authenticity, she nodded in agreement as well.

"That's right. As Philomena said, I didn't even know which great spirits were coming, but I knew they were coming."

"Hmm. It's unusual for signs to leak so far. Oh, by the way, it was Aerial who was here."

"Maybe, but I think the Great Spirit of the Wind hid the intimidation as usual."

When Michaela said so following Sigel, who twisted his neck, the gaze of the others gathered upon her.

Seeing how it went, Michaela went on to say even more.

"Regardless of Phee and Laura, I didn't think they even noticed the marina. I think it's easier to feel the signs of the Great Spirits in the face of many different Great Spirits."

"You mean Aerial didn't make the signs stronger, everyone sharper."

"Yes, yes. Exactly, if only we'd seen each other this much. You'll get used to it, and I think you'll be more sensitive to the signs."

When Michaela explained so, she nodded so much that the other faces became.

By the way, this Michaela analysis is not wrong.

I would add, however, that when the Great Spirit normally meets people, he rarely acts in concealment of his own signs.

If there is, it is limited when you are acting special like a granome.

The experience of the Great Spirit feeling signs of restraint over and over again is, in itself, that there has been little in the past.

For this reason, the Great Spirits do not know that if they suppress their own signs and meet people many times, they will be able to feel the signs.

This would mean that the Philomenas were the first to wear them in special cases.

There is no way to ascertain if they are true, but at least it is true that the Philomenas are sensitive to the signs of the Great Spirit.

"- Well, that's why it's a subtle thing to see if this ability helps. As long as Sigel's around."

When Philomena said that with a bitter smile, the gaze gathered of other faceted "Right ~" except Sigel.

"Oh, no, well, yeah.... I wonder if I can deny that. Let me tell you something, I owe it to the rugs..."

Either way, with Sigel, there's absolutely no excuse for one of the rugs to exist.

I know that, so the last one of Sigel's words went butt shrugged.

Like following Sigel like that, Laura told me to change the subject.

"So what was the business of the Great Spirit of the Wind?

"Oh, yeah. Right. Um, what did you explain..."

Sigel looked at the chills and rugs with a cloudy mouth, knowing that if he spoke of it, he would definitely be turned into a story again.

But it seemed that, thanks to the fact that we had been dating longer, Philomena had guessed what Sigel wanted to say just because of that trick.

"With the change in" The Spirit Inn, "something has happened to the rugs, too, hasn't it?

"Well... that's the thing. Specifically, rugs, rigs and silos have become great spirits"

When I decided to be ready (?) and reported that Sigel was as sarcastic as possible, the scene quieted down for a moment.

And then, at the next moment, it would make a scene - it was Sigel who thought it might be, but he tilted his neck, realizing that the Philomenas were sighing bitter smiles.

"-... that? Thought you'd be more surprised?

"What are you talking about now? You've been amazed by all the similarities so far, haven't you? I guess it's natural."

"Right. Besides, it's not like the Great Spirit came all the way from the other side."

"Really? In Sigel's case, I don't think it's weird to show up while you say you're here for a little visit, do you?

When Filomena is followed by Michaela, at the end of the day Marina has told me to mix it up.

I look at the ceiling of the Amateras with a far-sighted look at that undeniable word that Sigel could possibly be.

Where the story is about to derail again, Laura has been trying to modify the orbit.

"It means the Rags have become great spirits, but I don't feel any sign that far? Are you hiding the signs like the rest of us?

"Oh, no, you haven't turned it off. They say there are two reasons why Rag's signs aren't from the Great Spirit."

"Two?"

Laura tilts her neck at Sigel's answer.

"Yes. One is that he's just become a great spirit. The other is that the Rags are only the 'Spirit Inn' Great Spirit, not the Great Spirit over here."

"You mean if you come this way, you're restricted in power because you're a spirit who manages a different world?

"Yes, yes. There's only one thing about Michaela that's familiar with boulders and spirits.

Sigel nodded impressively at Michaela, who, unlike other faces, immediately derived the right answer.

"In any case, I found that the rugs' power was limited. But does that go on forever? Or will they gradually be freed over time?

"That's... what do you think?

To Philomena's inquiry, Sigel looked at the rug as she tilted her neck.

I have only heard from Aerial that there can be no exercise of power in the world here, but not until what happens in the future.

The rug, gazed at by Sigel, has answered with a small, leaning neck.

"- What do you think? At least so far, things around there are vague, and I don't know either. However, if Master Siegel is really into it, I will try it..."

"Oh, no, yeah. If you do that, it won't be a busy thing, so stop it."

As soon as he admitted it, Sigel stopped in a hurry.