At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

He was a knight and a soldier working hard on the body while we were talking to Mr. Geena, and there are soldiers all over the place resting with a pretty sleazy face.

"Sounds like it'll be a while."

"Yeah, because the numbers weren't half."

Cigal answers my whine.

"Isn't that impossible to sort?

"You won't be able to have anything shapeless left in the boulder. So only for those who retain the original form. If what you're wearing proves something to yourself."

Mr. Geena and the princess are talking about processing. Mr. Geena is blatant about it. A little unexpected.

"Mr. Geena, are you okay with that?

"No, to be honest, I feel bad. But I've seen a lot worse. I don't feel well, but I've seen so much of it."

"Really..."

Something worse than that? I don't want to imagine.

I'm pretty tough at that point, but I don't want to see more than that.

"I'm sorry about that, but it seems a bit more like it than seeing my body torn apart. I'm sorry."

My body, huh? Sure, I'm sorry too, but it's tougher that way. If Cigal had, it wouldn't be enough to extinct them.

Unexpectedly hold a cigar. Cigal turns his hand around my waist without resisting at all.

"We're good friends. Good for you, Sigal."

"Huh?"

"That's when you saw how we were, and you stormed."

―――

The cigars have hardened. Was that when you and Mr. Geena met?

"You shouldn't lick your sister, should you?

Mr. Geena finally looks at Sigal laughing at. Sigal is taking it and puckering her mouth. Looks like you said you wanted to say something but didn't have a word.

Were you watching? Cigal felt like she'd found me by chance then...

Well, okay.

"Oh, you know, uh, Mr. Tallow, uh"

Sigal is rushing to make an excuse to see who I am the day after tomorrow and think of something wrong with me.

"It's good. Nothing. I don't know how it was then, but I'm going to know what Sigal's like now. So don't worry about it."

"... Mr. Tallow... yeah!

Cigal snorts cheerfully and joyfully at my words.

Yes, it doesn't matter. Whatever Cigal was then, I know Cigal is trying to be with me at all costs.

I know Sigal, who came to help me. I know her who even looks at my pitiful part and tells me that's okay.

So that's fine.

"You know what? Besides, Mr. Tallow, you're a pretty good man."

"I won't give it to you, will I?

"Uh, I think you could split it for a second, huh?

"No."

"Haha, well I'm glad we both look good"

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh"

Mr. Geena and Sigal are having a friendly conversation about a position that I don't think we just met at that time.

Looking at the princess, she looked at this one with a slightly sad face, but when she meets me, she returns to her definite expression.

Um, I don't know, I don't know what this princess thinks right now.

"Well, then I'm going back to the country, okay?

"No, I don't care if we tell you."

"Oh, yeah, I'm sorry"

With my point, Mr. Geena turns to the princess.

"I'm going into the country without permission, and I'm leaving even more on my own, okay? If they say something's wrong, we'll do it as well as we can."

"No, I don't mind... Oh, excuse me, could you give me a moment?

"Mm, what?

The princess tries to give her permission and, as she reminds her of something, stops Mr. Geena.

After a few thoughts, I open my mouth like I decided to.

"Is the north of our country your direct territory?

"Yeah, that's right."

"If so, are you not willing to cut this off and enter into a national deal with our country?

"... are you serious?

"Yeah. My father will disagree, but I'll push through"

"Hmm. I see. Fine, fine."

"Ho, is that true?

"Yeah, you push fear to death, stretch your spine and ask me to. You can't say anything other than" good. "

"Huh!"

The princess can turn her face bright red and wolf. Are you scared? Are you sure you're scared after seeing that Mr. Geena?

"Let me tell you something, I don't think it's an easy thing, do you?

"Yeah, of course. But you're here now. That makes more sense than anything else. And the people can't ignore that."

"Oh, I see. Is that why you stopped it? Yes, I'll hang out with you some more."

"Thank you"

Hmm? There's been another conversation that I don't really understand. Looks like we're convinced of each other, and let's go.

I don't seem to have anything to do with it.

"My apologies, Master Tallow, but please return with us"

The princess turns to me and bows her head deeply. I don't know what to do.

When you go home with me like this, you feel like you're in some kind of trouble.

"Look, the girl's so straight down her head, I'll get back to you properly"

That's what Mr. Geena says, while he puts a big pinch on my forehead.

It was completely inevitable. I couldn't even move back or anything like that unexpectedly.

Obviously, it sounds impossible, squatting in pain and stuffing.

"I don't want to... ah..."

Ouch. It hurts so bad. How can you be so powerful if you're pointing at me?

Besides, my head is goofy. The stars are flying. Oh, it's beautiful.

"Oh, that? I didn't mean to be that strong."

"Ha, Mr. Tallow, it's okay!?

"Sir, are you okay!?

The sigals are screaming something, but I don't know for sure, they're so full of vision that I can't get back.

Is this it with one cockpit? It won't be stylish.

Turn to Mr. Geena, with his tear-eyed, puffy vision. Mr. Geena was slightly inclined in the neck.

"... Hmm. I see."

My vision is recovering a little. I can also recognize you screaming worried about both neighbors. But I still feel a little spinning in my head.

In the meantime, I'll get up somehow.

"Gi, Mr. Geena, a little more relief, please"

"Oh, I'm sorry? I was going to cut it off."

Mr. Geena apologizes up-and-coming while messing with his hands with his chest. Is there anyone who can still blame me for this or something? No, I can't.

"Be careful if something like this happens next time."

"Ugh, yeah, sorry"

"Uh, it hurt. Surprised. I've been eating this for a long time."

"Really?

"I don't remember eating properly lately, so it's been a while."

"I see you, your body's not that sturdy. Oh, shit."

Yeah, yeah, I'm convinced of something by myself, Mr. Geena. Tell me what you're convinced of.

In the meantime, I'm scared of eating cockpit again, and I'll ok it.

"Well, there's something about the city, and it's fine."

"Oh, thank you. Oh, well, are you sure you're okay?

The princess is thanking me and looking at me and horny.

"It's okay. Not as much as it sounds later."

"Well, I hope so."

It hurt so bad, though.

Well, there's one other thing that bothers me. Shall I follow you for that?

... He, what are you going to do now?