Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

I was supposed to be part of something with the flow, but I can handle it.

So abduct and metastasize a bloodsucker who doesn't understand the situation yet.

I've done it, God-Word, General Honshan!

Assault on the Pope's office, just like last time.

As if to welcome us who came with the transfer, the Pope stops the hand that was holding the paperwork, and the guards who were holding it back react quickly, and the followers and the civilians make it a kyoton.

The last time I came here, I was talking to Kurama, so you were paying people?

You usually have quite a few people.

"A6."

The moment the escort tries to move, the Pope speaks out.

"Case three. Make it known."

"Ha!"

The escort replied to the Pope's words, leaving us in the room.

The Pope's words are like cryptography and I don't understand them, but maybe Case Three is what I showed up for, right?

You were training me to anticipate some of the envisaged cases so that I could handle them in any case?

What is this, a breakthrough?

"I'd like you to come out of the front instead of showing up all of a sudden with a metastasis, if possible"

Ignore the papal complaint.

You're not even welcome from the front - there's no way you're welcome.

How do you want me to explain that to you?

"What is it here? I'm letting you have a meeting room right now. Until then, could you please wait in the canteen?

Something extraordinarily sounded like, "Wait a minute because I'm here all of a sudden, or I'm ready for this one, too," but I'm sure it's my fault.

Nod in the sense of acceptance.

"Okay, this way, please."

A servant instructed by the Pope leads us.

He was guided to the modem as he was told, and relaxed while drinking the tea served.

"Hey, where are we?

Blood suckers have asked such further questions.

"Saint Aleus. Earlier people were popes."

Saint Aleus is the main mountain of divine discourse.

With that, the Pope is the head of divine discourse.

If that's all you have to say, no matter how many bloodsuckers can recognize the current situation.

"Huh? What do you mean?

Correction.

Looks like I confused you extra.

"Mr. White. How far do you know about Gospel?

The bloodsucker I was counting on gives me a sharp opinion instead of a pompous one.

Shouldn't we leave the negotiator with the Pope to the ghost now?

"Almost all"

Seems like you knew quite a bit from the beginning, but even more because I taught you from there.

With that in mind, I'm here today to ask if God's Worship is willing to keep pace with us.

"So this time I'm here, does it mean that the Devil Nation and the Divine Worship bind their hands in secret?

Ghosts are scared that Esper is too good.

Well, I can't help but leap a little.

Technically, it's the previous stage.

"Hopefully."

"I mean, that negotiating place?"

Haunted understood the current situation and made a difficult face.

He seems to be catching up and keeping his mind on how important a place he is.

According to the case, it could be a historic occasion where demons and people consign secretly.

"Hey! What are you talking about!? Explain it to me so I can understand!

Blood suckers are making a scene, but ignore it.

I was the one who expected this guy to be stupid.

I'll leave the negotiator to the ghost.

It's going to be.

Well, bloodsucking kids have shallow causes for divine discourse, and it's no use seeing them at the top of it once here.

As a result of the bloodsucker's rampage, it could be a breakthrough, but we can figure it out.

If it doesn't, there's just a hole in the demon king's stomach.

And maybe Baltic will die of overwork.

I have no harm, so there is nothing wrong with that.

Afterwards, while I was alone with the sweets served, Haunted told the bloodsucker the status quo was one thing at a time.

Something tells me you're not close, I'm not sure these two are.

Well, I'm confused about something yesterday, but I guess it wasn't originally that incompatible.

If we face it right, we can make up for it, right?

I don't want to be a hassle to broker.

They're finally ready in about thirty minutes.

Bloodsuckers and ghosts were feeling like each other's information exchange, but it's wise that you didn't ask me any questions.

The two people discussing each other spoke quite enthusiastically, but I listened to most of them from right to left, so I couldn't answer them if they asked me.

Above all, you can ask me and answer honestly. It's not me.

I understand that. Let's praise the two of you for knowing this very well about me.

Guided by his squire was a rather splendid meeting room.

Moreover, there is also a tension between soundproofing and preventing clairvoyance, and I can see the attitude of the Divine Word side coming to this conversation with its main waist.

I'm serious over there.

Something makes me feel sorry to be here in the right mood.

Then even if they tell me to feel comfortable, I can't afford anything else because I concentrate on one point of how to not talk as much as possible about my consciousness!

The meeting room is seated with a large table in the center, guided by a squire but left in the seat.

I was in the middle, with or without it, and a bloodsucker and a ghost sat on both sides.

No, well, that's right, but I'm in the middle.

Facing each other revolves around the Pope, people who feel like they know you're great.

Some of them are young because they seem slightly out of place.

Kusama sat nervously by Kachikochi, whether he was a representative of the reincarnation of divine discourse.

I'm usually as tense as an idiot, but I freak out when I have to, little citizen Kusama.

Are you okay with that?

Okay, well, I wonder what happens.

Good luck, ghost.