It's all one flower.

The demon soldier Rubel sits shallow on the bed and gazes at the vial [cage of the demon] in his hand. A different mud from my body temperature passed to my palm and my chest ached.

The lodging in Chernoknyjnik, the underground town of Lanterna Island, is clean no matter how cheap, well guarded and there is not a single miscellaneous demon to feed the demon asthma cannon.

There was no reason to send black, soft magic creatures out of cramped magic vials to keep people from finding them and reduce the loss of magic.

It's a different inn from the last one, a bareback with no meals.

Ensign Lazutočik will not jump back to Nainia Island for a few days.

Apparently, the Nemus Liberation Army had a move, but Rubel was not given details and was ordered to wait in enemy territory.

I can't get in touch with any of the [flower ears] I put on my trench coat collar.

Instead of knowing the Ensign's whereabouts and whether he was safe or not, only a few days passed for the disciples (mischief). Too late, corners, the magic that the demon asthma cannons let you save will be consumed by metabolism, but only a single demon soldier, Rubel, will move arbitrarily, and so on. Adults, I had to wait for Ensign Razootchik to contact me.

Gently stroke the vial and stand up in the waist pouch.

When I took the tablet device I put on the bed, I told him that the digital display was just a little past noon.

Guilt filling my belly just myself, even though I can't feed the demon asthma cannon, stings me in the chest. I told myself there was no point in dating a magical creature hunger, and I left my lodging.

Turn your face unexpectedly to the sound of the door opening.

At the same time, it was the boy in two separate rooms. eye to eye, smiling and exchanging meetings.

"Is your brother, too, lunch now?

"Hmm? Yeah."

They talked to me, and I nodded somehow. Maybe it's because the boy's dark hair reminded him of Mullark.

Dark green eyes looked up at Rubel.

"Yummy fixer, I know, would you like to join me?

"If you forgive strangers so easily, it's dangerous."

"Brother, you seem like a good man, so I thought you'd be fine... but now you've been worried about me the first time you met me, haven't you?

"People don't see it, and cheaters are the first to act kind and make people trust you."

A boy about high school had a nostalgic grin, not even Rubel's tough face.

"Hola, I knew you were a good guy. If I were a fraud, I wouldn't reveal myself."

"There might be robbers and robbers."

The boy's outfit was a pure white shirt and dark green trousers under his spring coat, and no spells or spells were found as far as can be seen from the coat that opened the front.

I don't even have a badge today. [Spiritual dove] Is it school, like Rubel, hiding it? Or is it a people without power? I couldn't judge by this alone.

... are you even working part-time as a guest in addition to your rent?

Think as you walk side-by-side through the bricklayed aisles.

The boy's clothes don't seem to hang any tricks, but they're all good enough to tell at a glance, including his belt.

Why are you staying at a trafficker's lodging, alone or with someone, and how long will you be there? Less nostalgic and entwined may interfere with the mission.

"I'm so nostalgic, I can't be high."

Turning around the corner and pointing his foot at the standing and eating sandwich shop, the boy circled in front of Rubel.

"I'm searching for people. If you help me, I'll take you to lunch."

"I'm here for work, so I don't have time to help you. To say that, if you don't ask the police, that's what con artists think."

Rubel avoided the boy and lined up at the sandwich shop counter. A boy chases him on a small run and interrupts him next to Rubel. A pressed male customer pounded his tongue, but when he met a large rubel, he missed his gaze and stuck a rubber on the sandwich.

It's not Artel's police.

"Why?"

After I said it, I thought it was gone, but it's too late.

The dark-haired boy said that Rubel had shown interest and thought it was something he would take on, making his dark green eyes shine and speak out.

"Sister Porchica is gone because of the magical jewels, so I can't talk to the police... I can't tell anyone on the mainland, not just the police"

Rubel waved small to the shopkeeper and left the counter, walking with his big crotch.

I dared to go into the crowded aisle and try to sprinkle it, but the burning redhead, one head high, stands out everywhere I go. The boy, chasing after him with his breath bouncing, told the story one by one.

"Sister Porchka has had problems for a long time."

A few months ago, by chance in a cafe, the boy was spoken to by a friendly grandmother who sat next to him and consulted him about Porchica's troubles as he spoke to the public.

My grandmother listened to me personally and promised me that she would give me a magical object that I could solve my problems the next time I saw her.

On the day of his promise, he stuffed his wallet with a critical amount that his parents wouldn't suspect, and went to the meeting place. My grandmother said no, but I really wanted to give her my thanks.

The magic item was a red gem.

Unexpectedly he was given an expensive item, and the boy was turned down many times, but then he received all the money because he was so sorry.

"It was a creepy gem that was raw and warm like human skin, but my spine would freak out if I touched it"

Rubel gave up and settled her hips in the store where she caught eyes.

Sit next to the boy with a normal face.

"Because of that jewel, it looks like Sister Porchica's problem was solved, but then she went missing."

Demon Costume Soldier Rubel told him the cheapest "fixing meal of the day" for the service he came to pick up his order, he added.

"I'm not with you, accounting, nothing."

"Yes, no, no! I just appreciate you listening to me, so let me thank you!

When Rubel urged the boy to order, he said slightly more strongly to the service asking him what was going on with his eyes.

"Nothing, please"

The servant fell asleep before the boy ate down.

The brunette dropped that back off dissatisfied, and as he turned back to Rubel, he continued the conversation as if nothing had happened.

"My grandmother, who gave me the jewels, is a really kind person, and she's helping me find them because I didn't think that would be such a trick. I was told I would return the money, but I refused because it looks like Sister Porchica took it and I don't see it."

"It's possible, for example, that I found your sister, killed her, stole her expensive jewels, sold her out, and said, 'I couldn't find her,' and you're telling this story to all kinds of guys everywhere?

The boy doesn't answer just looking up at the redhead rubel with his dark green eyes.

Rubel, as an adult, stuck reality to the supposed sweet, worldless boy.

"You're dangerous yourself."

"Me? Why me?

The brunette boy asks with a grin drawn to his cheek.

"If you're a child of a powerless people, but you're coming to this island and you're saying things around like you're carrying a lot of money, you could be targeted by robbers"

The boy's omelet came first.

The boy doesn't get his hands on the dish and stares at Rubel with his dark green eyes unusually giddy.

"If your sister switched gems for money and ran off with her boyfriend, it would be an extra favor. You don't want me to look for you."

The boy turned red to his ear, grabbed his fist and bowed.

Rubel receives a tray of grilled fish set meals from the servants and goes on to eat them. The dark-haired boy pushed the omelet plate away and spread the notebook large file out of his pocket onto the counter.

Rubel captured a picture of a woman at the edge of her sight.

The same glossy dark hair and dark green eyes as the boy. Did you just say mid twenties? Eight out of ten would rate her as a beauty, but the rest would alienate the shadowy smile as "dark".

"I don't know."

Rubel concentrated on fixing meals.

Smells like a fish covered in vanilla and baked. The accompanying seasonal vegetables are luscious, and the bread is plump and delicious. Now it's the cheapest, so how delicious are the others.

"Sister Porchka doesn't have a boyfriend because she was the mistress of a great man. I thought the great guy was dead and finally free, but he's missing..."

"Isn't that why you want to start over where no one you know is?

Rubel figured out why her shadow was, and she wondered. Just finish eating and get up. The omelet was untouched and cold.

"I can't help you because I'm busy at work, but I hope you find out soon"

I left the store after putting down the immobile boy and completing the accounting for one.