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

"No, I'm sorry. Is this okay?

The branch manager, who brings multiple documents from the back, shows the documents to Cigal.

Sigal receives the paperwork and looks seriously through it. In the meantime I brought a cage to put a tiger in, and put a tiger in it.

Something went in there with great earlobes. The tiger in the cage fits at the edge of the cage as far away from the hack as possible. Huck seems a little sorry.

"Confirmed. That's good."

"Hey, good"

When Cigal gives OK to the paperwork, the branch manager exhales with a relieved face.

So the branch manager pounds his hand.

"Well, as I deserved the payment myself, that's all I paid for it, and I was hoping you'd ask me a few favors."

"... heh."

"Yes, no, I hope not, I just want to ask you a few questions, will you?

The Branch Manager seems to be asking for something and tells Cigal about it. The moment I hear that, Sigal's eyes sharpen again.

The Branch Manager comes rushing to spin the word and hoping to just listen. Probably in a hurry not to be raised any more.

Sigal looks this way silently. So I think it's okay if I like Sigal, and I snort.

Cigal responds to it and nods small. Haku stares at the caged tiger. Stop him, because he's scared.

I'll grab Huck's collar and bring him here.

"What the heck. I was just playing with it."

"You were playing with that 'so'. You're scared."

"Even he used to play with humans, and they'd be like each other."

"... hmm? Really?

I lean my neck toward Huck's statement, and I try to convince him that it's something like that, but it would still seem pathetic to push him too far.

While I'm satisfied with Haku's statement, I'll pull it off.

"What, what, what?"

Huck complains of a bump, but comes to the side of Cigal in a big way and hugs him to the back of the sitting Cigal.

Sigal keeps talking to the Branch Manager, all right with Huck's head like that. The Branch Manager is a little confused.

Well, you do. I don't care how you look at Haku, but Sigal looks more like a guardian.

In battle, anyway, which one is usually older.

"Uh, so, I guess it goes on."

"Go ahead."

"I've heard a little about you. I got a report from Amarana."

Are you listening to me from Wang Du's branch manager? Mr. Branch Manager, you said in my class that there was no reporting obligation outside of HQ, and my details wouldn't go around, so I guess personally.

Well, it's domestic, and does that happen?

"Well, I'd love to see what that boy's capable of."

"Mr. Tallow's, is it?

So Sigal glances at me. Strength. Probably talking about joining hands with someone.

I paid for all that, and I don't think it's a rush to ask you.

So I'll snort for once.

He said, "That's good."

"Oh, that helps. Do you guys want to come check it out?

Upon obtaining recognition, the Branch Manager speaks out to likely unavailable officials and union members who were on the spot.

I stopped by to see if you were interested. There are quite a few of them.

"Well, I'm sorry to be back, but shall we go over there again"

The branch manager gets up and walks towards the training ground.

I wonder if that guy's going to do it.

"It was really good, Mr. Tallow"

While Sigal seems a little worried, he asks.

"Hmm? Yeah, I'm fine."

I answer that as I stroke Sigal's head.

Well, maybe we'll definitely do something conspicuous, but I don't mind.

I don't like being worshipped as a hero, but I don't mind moving to show the Sigals what they can do.

"Then come on."

Sigal takes the hand she is stroking to her cheek and answers as she folds her face.

Something, hey, like a cat.

"Now, is the weapon good with a one-handed sword?

"Anything."

"Oh, yeah? Wouldn't it be better if you were good at something?

"You can use almost anything, so you can use anything."

"Oh, yeah."

Return whatever you want to the Branch Manager who will ask you about your prey choices. Once used to it, it's still a one-handed sword, but it can use any of them.

In the first place, it doesn't matter if it's a demon sword or a technician sword, it doesn't matter if it's a normal prey. There won't be a special sword, like the one Mr. Arne gave me.

Most of them were made out of wood, and whatever. In the meantime, I'll take the one-handed sword you gave me.

"Branch Manager, shut up!

"Spill him! Spill him!

"It always is! They're gonna crumb us!

"Rather fuck me!

The union members of the gallery jump their palms to the branch manager with a laugh of guerraggera.

"You guys are terrible!? Remember that later!

The Branch Manager says back to the union members with a shocked look, making them laugh even louder.

The officials are also laughing at the couscous.

"You have a lot of hope."

"... domo"

You'll be forgiven for saying a little bit of disgust this time.

The branch manager responds with his tedious looking eyes with his mouth in one big letter.

But it's a word that's also genuine in a way. Whatever it is, there will be some authority beyond being in the position of Branch Manager.

I can tell such a person that they think he's okay.

Not likely to be licked, but maybe, somewhat trusted.

"Okay, so are you ready for both?

Out of the union members, there's someone out there who just did it with Cigal. This guy is relatively decent.

Even when I was with Cigal, there were signs that I cared about Cigal.

"Anytime."

"Fine."

Me and the branch manager responding to his words. This guy's always light.

"Introduction!"

When he signals the start, the branch manager sets up a sword and looks at this one.

My face remains laughing as usual, but I feel the atmosphere has changed slightly.

"Um, aren't you coming? I mean, don't you mind?

I lowered my one-handed sword and didn't even take my usual blue-eyed stand.

So the Branch Manager looks surprised at me like that.

"Well, if you don't want to come from there, I'll go."

"Go ahead -"

Hmm. I guess this feels like I'm waiting deliberately to see what I can do.

Then do you want to move from here?

Nevertheless, this time, I'm actually still a little bit dragging on my anger.

There will be no other concerns about Sigal. I know we look suspicious.

But then, if you honestly ask me to present that strength, I'm just talking about taking it. You didn't have to do it that way.

Besides, that apology is mild. It wasn't for Cigal either, it was this way. Probably, but it's the way I act when I find out I'm connected to nobility.

After all, hey, I'm angry. I know you're not a bad person from the reaction of the unionists. But what pisses me off is pissed off.

So...

"Well, I'll go"

When I say that, I jab lightly with an arm that doesn't have a sword.

The unionists look strange at my actions. Naturally. The distance between me and the Branch Manager is not the distance Jab can reach.

Even if you step in normally, it's not the distance you get in one step. It's a jab from a bar stand at such a distance. Naturally, I don't know what that means.

But the results will be as you can see.

"Ugh... guh..."

The branch manager suppresses his chest and groans painfully. His legs are shaking and he manages to stand on his knees.

I approach such a branch manager slowly and stick my sword in my face.

"There's a battle, okay?

When I tell him to admit his own victory, he sees me with a look that clearly sees him as too puzzling to make sense.

Well, you don't know what they did. Tane is simple though.

Simply and unequivocally, I just poked the fairy art through the atmosphere into the dovetail of the branch manager.

I suppressed the power, but humans, when they're not prepared to eat damage, get pretty damaging.

The branch manager who ate the invisible blow into the steeple becomes defenseless and exposes the gap without understanding the meaning.

Immortal Ranged Attacks are close to irregularities, after all. I don't know how you do it, Mr. Caglue, but I was told...

"Mai..."

Declaring defeat with a faint voice, falling branch chief. Look at that, officials and unionists rushing over.

After all, you're quite popular, this guy. Everyone is speaking out of concern.

"That's why I'm not telling you. You're stupid."

A skinny, beautiful old lady comes over, smoking over her head. She looks like a woman with wrinkles on her face when she was young.

"Boy, that was nothing else in your life earlier, was it?

"Ah, yes. It's no different than simply putting a blow in it."

"Then you'll be fine with a little rest. Somebody hold this guy."

When the old lady says, the officials respond immediately and take the branch manager with them.

"Damn, you're an idiot"

"Um."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I've been working here a long time, Baba. My blur bothered you. I'm sorry."

When the old lady called out wondering who she was, she responded with a kitten, and her head was lowered as well.

Is that enough to call a branch manager blurry?

"Oh, no, that's fine. It's like Cigal did it again, and I just got a little refreshed."

"It would help if you could say that. It's just that he had an idea. I think it was annoying for you."

"Like,"

People won't follow you that much to someone who always does fools without thought. There, I think I know.

But I'm guessing he's also the one who does what they say to see from the reaction of the union members.

In short, I see a place where I wish I'd been with you longer, but I guess a bad impression is stronger when you're short.

"I'll make you some tea, so you can come back."

"Oh, yes."

Respond to the old lady's words and we'll go back to the receptionist.

In the meantime, I'm refreshed too. Yeah.