Me and Celia were meeting Mr. Cannon, deputy captain of the Fifth Squad.
Mr. Cannon appears to have been a former squad number four and a close friend of Faraes and the Old Knowledge.
In talking to Mr. Cannon like that, Faraes came. Then there was a subtle air flow between them.
After we broke up with Mr. Cannon, we heard the story from Faraes.
Apparently, the two of them lost much of their interaction due to their position and even more Mr. Cannon avoided Faraes.
After I heard that story, I was thinking a little bit.
Because I felt a little uncomfortable talking about Faraes.
"... Faraes, a little, okay?
"Huh? What...?
That's why I was speaking to Faraes.
Because I thought this suspicion should be conveyed to Faraes.
"... Mr. Cannon knew about me and Celia."
"Huh? Oh, well, they're both famous among the Fourth Squad, so it wouldn't be weird to know"
"No, Mr. Cannon said he was interested in Team Four and found out about us."
"Interested?"
My words change the look on Faraes's face.
After all, Faraes did not seem to have heard more from Mr. Cannon.
That was something I had to check. Because the discomfort I feel is in that part.
"Mr. Cannon is worried about Faraes, and he's looking into Team Four."
"Huh? Is that... is that true?
"Oh, for sure, Celia"
"Yes, I was listening"
"So I find Mr. Cannon's attitude very strange. Mr. Cannon, talking about Faraes, seemed very calm and happy"
I spin my words slowly, remembering when I was talking to Mr. Cannon.
One by one, I want to pass that on to Faraes as I unravel my own doubts. I'm sure that's important.
"Mr. Cannon... about me..."
"Oh, it's hard to think that such a person would avoid Faraes just because of his position... so I think there's some different reason for that attitude"
"Different reason... I never even thought about it..."
To my words, Faraes begins to think.
Perhaps Mr. Cannon has something. Something I had to get away from Faraes.
"Oh, speaking of which, I've had some strange thoughts too."
So, that's what Celia's been saying.
Apparently, Celia felt something, too.
Then I'll have you talk about it. There should be more than one piece of information.
"Celia, will you talk to me?
"Yes. Actually, my master told me to rub Mr. Cannon's back."
"Huh?"
"Oh, you did..."
"So when I touched my back, Mr. Cannon was a little frightened."
"Scared...?
What Celia said was odd.
What the hell does it mean to be touched on the back and scared? If something is also traumatic about being touched on the back, it could be.
"Wait a minute, I want you to"
"Faraes?"
"To Mr. Cannon, is something wrong?
When I remember my doubts, Faraes asked me that.
Speaking of which, he didn't tell Faraes that Mr. Cannon was nodding around with a hangover. For that reason, it is only natural that Faraes remembers the question.
In the meantime, let's just say we talk about the situation.
"Mr. Cannon was hanging over here."
"Hangover?"
"Oh, that's how it's been since Celia and I helped each other talk."
"Hmm..."
To my words, Faraes put his hand on his chin.
Looks like you're thinking of something. Then I want you to talk to me.
"Faraes, what's going on?
"No, I know Mr. Cannon, I do like alcohol, but I just don't think he was the kind of person who would get hung over"
"Really?
"Oh, in the first place, I don't think I'd drink alcohol the day before I came to base. He's a decent guy around here."
"I see..."
If Faraes' words were certain, Mr. Cannon did not appear to be hungover.
Then what the hell was it?
"It's starting to feel like something happened to Mr. Cannon."
Anyway, it is believed that something has happened to Mr. Cannon.
Then it would be worth looking into.
"... oh, no, there's a possibility that we think too much..."
"Still, it would be worth looking into, wouldn't it?
"... right, maybe. If something happened to Mr. Cannon, I'd like to do something about it."
Faraes seemed to agree with my plan.
There was just one problem there.
That's something I need to check.
"Faraes, do you still have a job?
"Oh, unfortunately..."
"Well... then, me and Celia, we'll do a little research. So, Faraes, stay focused on your work. Celia, okay?
"Yes, of course."
"... okay, both of you, nice to meet you"
To my words, Faraes snorts slowly.
I get up off the bench slowly.
Quickly, let's start the investigation.
Celia, let's go.
"Yes, let's go, master!
"Both of you...... thanks"
Respond with your hands up to the words of Faraes, me and Celia behind the courtyard.
"By the way, Master, do you have a guess?
While walking, Celia asked me that.
That would be a natural question. But I had an idea about it.
It's very simple, but that should be the earliest thing.
"Oh, you just have to ask Squad Five about Squad Five. Fortunately, we know the Fifth Squad."
"Team number five? No way......"
Celia reacts like that to my words.
Apparently, you understood my language.
Me and Celia were going to find that person.
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Me and Celia were walking around the base, looking for the person we wanted.
It will take a lot of time because it is within a wide base. It was me thinking about that, but contrary to expectations, the intended person had been found quite quickly.
"Whoa..."
"Ah..."
"Mm?"
"Oh?"
We found the person we were looking for at the same time.
This would be pretty lucky.
"Selik, Noir, it's been a while."
"Brother, Mr. Noir, it's been a while."
These are Selik and Noir.
They're both 5th squad members who fought me.
"Slade on Celia, long time no see..."
"Ooh, this is..."
Selik and Noir treat us normally.
There was a lot going on, but after the game, there was no particular cause left.
Therefore, I thought it would be best to ask these two.
"Celia, how have you been?
"Oh, yes, I'm full of energy!
Selik was talking to his sister, Celia.
Again, it's about my sister, so I guess I care about a lot of things.
I'm so glad this brothers and sisters had a good relationship after the fight.
"Mr. Slade, what about Mr. Sona?
"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine, man."
"Really, good for you. I was worried about a lot of things too..."
Subsequently, Noir asked about Sona.
After all, since I was a pardoned wife, do I care a lot?
"By the way, I need to ask you guys something, okay?
"What do you want to hear? What?"
"Is it something we can answer?
So, I cut it out for both of us.
Both of you, it's going to be an answer.