Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Meanwhile, around that time.

On the bridge of Energia...

"So... what happened?

"Kamisama Kamisama! Waltz, who left May Eve to Lucia, who woke up late, had taken confirmation of the situation against two homunculus who were supposed to have responded to the demons pushing Mid-Eden and Merclio.

"I have no problem with it ~?

The first person to return the report was Cortex.

I guess there were no particular problems to observe from that usual voice of a soft atmosphere.

'Yeah, I guess so... It's impossible to fall into a city that's so armed.'

"No, you don't use city arming ~?

"... so how did you take him down?

"I got Atlas to work ~. It's like a carriage horse anymore ~ '

and the voice of Cortex including some delightful color.

The work of Atlas seemed reasonably satisfactory.

'I'm afraid to ask you the details... what the hell did you make me do?

"No, I didn't make you do such a terrible thing ~? I just used a little CNT wire and got a pair '

"... if you heck with it, you're gonna fall apart..."

"Well, it's Atlas ~"

Apparently Atlas is alive for once... but there's no guarantee that he's safe...

"... ma, on the way, right?

"Yes. It's okay ~? Support is plentiful ~ '

(What kind of support... like giving a marathon runner supplies?

Waltz imagines Cortex sending out again, giving only water, against Atlas, who came home scratched.

If so... Atlas must run away one day...

'Well, fine. So... who's Strella?

Waltz turned to Cortex in Mid-Eden to point the water at Strella, who was supposed to be in Merclio.

... but...

Despite opening the line, no reply was received from her...

Though.

The voice from this one should have been heard, so Waltz decided to apologize for letting Strella handle it alone.

'... yeah. I'm sorry I put a strain on one of you. But... I had no choice. We were all in trouble, so...'

Waltz and Cortex Hobbies (?) Unlike the king capital of Mid-Eden, which was turned into an armed city without meaning by, Carolis, the capital of Merclio, had nothing but city walls that could be described as armed.

For once, there are urban boundaries, so if you stay still, there shouldn't be demons coming in and out of the city... but as it is, the citizens can't go in and out trapped inside, so someone had to leave to crusade the demons.

Last time I contacted him (yesterday), he told me that Canopus, who went to Merclio with Strella and is king on behalf of his master, is somehow fighting with his own mighty magic.

... but to see from the silent pressure of Strella coming from the other side of the wireless communication system, apparently we were able to repel the demons without anything, which is not unlikely...

And after Waltz talked, slightly... Strella started talking with a sigh of sigh.

"... this struggle, the sisters won't know..."

(Wow, heavy!

Waltz unwittingly gives a bitter look to the blue-black atmosphere in which Strella's voice was raging.

It doesn't look like something happened, though...

"... the position of my weak daughter... I managed to protect her..."

... Apparently, she defended her position, not the city, and ran out.

With my tired voice, I'm done!, it would be proof of that that the atmosphere conveys.

"A weak daughter..."

"Sister, this is role-playing. Play the part. It's a numb! If you take a job from me called" The Weak Daughter, "you know what the hell will stay? There's nothing there!

'... yeah. I don't know, but good luck.'

'Huh... Totally, this is why your sister...'

In this one case, I'm treading big foot on the dark side. To such a strella look...

(It's time, seriously, to do something about the two of us...)

Waltz finally began to haunt his mind about the treatment of the two.

Then to such a waltz, Cortex talks to me again.

Speaking of which, sister ~? Tempo told me ~... you killed one innocent person or something?

Apparently, Cortex is referring to a sacubus named Lisa whose waltz has been blown away.

"What... what's that? Sister, when were you becoming a killer?

Whether Cortex's story was his first ear, Strella has also changed her attitude to earlier and asked with interest.

'No, no, no... I'm not a murderer, and... I mean, I'm not dead yet!... I'm sure.'

"Why are you so unsure..."

'No? I haven't heard the results of the treatment yet. If I hadn't said anything yesterday when it was in Catalina, I probably wouldn't have a problem (not dead)... but you're afraid to get confirmation...'

That's what I said, sigh waltz.

Then, at that time...

"... Mr. Waltz."

Catalina contacted me.

'Oops... some nasty feeling... So this story goes back to Mid-Eden, right?

'Yes. Looking forward to it ~?

You don't hate the daytime drama rollout, do you?

The last two people to say that, disconnect communication.

Apparently, both of us, what a unfortunate person expects to unfold...

(... as far as I'm concerned, it's a totally laughable situation...)

With that in mind, Waltz shoots a deep shadow at the figure of the hologram.

And she, after returning 0.5 seconds later, let the words go on the radio.

"... so, what could it be? Catalina? '

'I need to talk to you about Mr. Sacubas the other day. Could you please come to the infirmary?

(Wow... After all, that's a nasty development...)

"... okay."

Keep ears like this (?) waltz who wanted to block it and not ask, but I couldn't possibly ignore it, so I reluctantly gave it back.

And she managed to move her heavy leg, and she advanced her leg to the infirmary where Lisa would be being treated...

Gashon!

"... I didn't want to come at all, but you did, didn't you?

"I've been expecting you"

"This is your sister," Niccoli (?

"... can I go home?

Waltz genuinely worried about whether to turn around with his heel back as it was, feeling a nasty sign of the tempo coming at him with an expressionless grin.

But...

Gashon!

... Looks like the exit has been blocked.

"... why are you hacking the door at such a wasted time..."

"Of course, it's a performance to keep your sister away."

"... well fine. So, what happened?

Waltz reluctantly decided to move on, thinking that it was unclear.

Rather than that, even if we continue to interact like this, we seem to have decided to just end the hassle, thinking that the spirit simply diminishes.

The answer to such Waltz's question was Catalina standing next to the bed where Lisa had been put to sleep.

It was in her shadow, and Waltz couldn't hear Lisa's face directly... but she didn't see any problems with the color or appearance of her hands and feet as she was peeking through the gap in her sick clothes, so there seems to be no superficial problem.

... means...

"... Actually, there's a problem with the brain..."

... that you can't see it with your eyes, that you have problems with the inside of your body?

It's also in the part of the brain that Catalina can't reach...

"... yes"

Waltz narrowed his eyes, assuming the worst.

"... even with a consciousness disorder?

In the heavy air, Waltz asked Catalina.

Then Catalina opens her mouth, shaking her neck to the side.

"No. There is no consciousness disorder..."

"... yes. So you're conscious?

"Yes, there are no problems with motor functions, language processing, etc., in living a general life."

"Well, what..."

As far as Catalina's concerned, there doesn't seem to be any particular problem...

Then Catalina took a step back to the side and moved to a position where Lisa could be seen on the waltz before continuing her words.

"It's a memory problem... It's also about retrograde amnesia..."

... In short, she doesn't remember Lisa remembering her previous memories being blown away by the waltz...

"... yes"

And when Waltz turned his gaze to Lisa.

"... ah..."

At the same time, Lisa saw about her... and reacted like she was surprised.

I don't think I have any previous memories.

"... Mr. Lisa? Could it be you remember Mr. Waltz?

"Uh... yes! I will never forget just about this one!

and Lisa returns the word with certainty in response to Catalina's inquiry.

"Uh... sister. This was totally held in the roots..."

Tempo also turned his sympathetic gaze to Waltz about whether he felt any awkwardness at Lisa's condition like that.

Lisa said she was shocked enough to have amnesia, but she only remembered Waltz's face, as if she wouldn't leave by burning it in the back of her brain.

The resentment in her made it... it wouldn't be surprising if it looked that way.

... but apparently it wasn't.

"He's my husband!

"... Catalina? This girl, she seems to have memory problems?

"... yes. You said that earlier, didn't you?

"Didn't you lose your previous memory? Why, it's overwritten with weird memories..."

"... come on?

With that said, Catalina tilting her head.

Of course she didn't manipulate the memory, but as far as that gesture goes, is it because of Katarina's appearance to have manipulated...

and at that time...

"Oh my goodness!

When Lisa jumped out of her bet looking intolerable, she stuck her hand inside Catalina's white coat, which was nearby, pulled something out, and then jumped into Waltz's chest...

Saku...

and stuck it in her abdomen, holding it in her hand.

"... not memory problems, not mental illness? This."

"I love it! Sir!

With that said, Lisa looks happy with a gritty twist on the surgical me (...) s (...) in her hand.

"Oh... this, you have to take responsibility..."

"... tempo? Isn't that... stylish?

... so.

Apparently Waltz suffered from amnesia and mental illness (?) I think I have to do something about the Sacubus...