Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

"Hey. What will your husband do after all this world is over?

That's what Mr. Sophia heard before the meeting with the Word of God as he waited for him to be ready for us in the gallery.

While we were here, Mr. Sophia seemed to be thinking of something.

I'm sure that's the question.

Mr. Sophia cares about what happens after it's over.

Asked, Mr. White did not change his expression, as usual, and took a breath before answering.

"Run away"

"Huh?"

Mr. Sophia's unspeakable voice of doubt must have represented the voice of the hearts and minds of all of us here.

Run away?

From who?

From what?

As far as I can tell, I can't imagine who Mr. White has to run away from.

If you're there, it's a god other than that white guy named Black, but I also feel that's something different.

Above all, the very fact that Mr. White assures me that he will escape is too unexpected for me.

In her previous relationship, White thought she had the personality to accomplish anything she wanted to do.

For that reason, I do not choose any means.

It is inconsistent with the image that the white man declares that he will flee without shaping himself.

Everyone but me seems to be thinking together, and they all look suspicious.

Only Mr. Ariel looked suspicious for a moment and gave a look that convinced him if he immediately thought of something.

Does Mr. Ariel know something we don't?

"Bai, is it okay if I put that in your mouth and say it?

Ariel said that while looking around in suspicion of behavior.

Suspicious.

Ariel's condition has a frightening atmosphere somewhere.

That attitude has made me aware that there is something that even Mr. White and Mr. Ariel can't do about it.

I come here and have such concerns as to whether there is anything that could ruin Mr. White's plan.

"It's okay, but it's not okay. So I don't really talk about it."

Mr. White's tone is also more stiff than usual.

It's like you're on guard of something.

"Mr. White, is that what stands in the way of our plan?

I asked because I was curious.

If the plan I thought was going well is actually crossing a dangerous bridge without my knowledge, I need to know the truth.

"Oh. It's okay. It's okay. You don't have to worry about Lars. Blah, blah, blah. That can't be doing anything over here. What the..." "Demon King"

White blocks Ariel's words.

Mr. White shook his neck sideways, and Ariel, who saw it, also acknowledged and shook his neck vertically.

"Well, you just have to remember that you don't have to worry about it"

"That's not how it works."

"Lars. Sometimes it's happier not to know, isn't it?

Still trying to eat down, Mr. Ariel refused to give any further explanation.

I can't drag the explanation out of Mr. Ariel and Mr. White, who have closed their mouths.

I had to give up any further pursuit. [M]

However, Mr. Ariel says you don't need to worry, so I guess there's no obstacle to the plan.

"Running away to where?

I thought this was the end of the conversation, and Mr. Sophia steamed it back.

Despite what White said earlier about not saying much about this matter.

"Come on."

Mr. Bai responded to the throw.

Even though I didn't want to talk about it, it sounded like Mr. Sophia had steamed it back, so that short word contained some frustration.

"Answer me seriously"

Sophia asks White again sometime with a serious look whether she doesn't notice the frustration or even though she does.

Mr. White turns to Mr. Sophia silently with those closed eyes, and Mr. Sophia stares at Mr. Ji and Mr. White in the face.

Often the stare continued, and it was Sophia who raised the sound first.

"Me too, can I follow you?

Somewhere shy, I heard it in a voice that seemed to disappear.

Anxiety, rather than feeling like I knew the answer from the beginning somewhere but still couldn't help but ask.

"No."

Mr. White's answer was short and still a clear rejection.

Sophia's expression was, after all, sad.

"You can't follow me, but you can choose to live here or on Earth?

Mr. White suddenly dropped such a bomb.

Earth?

No, come to think of it, Mr. White is not strange to be on Earth.

On the contrary, it would be strange if we hadn't gone to Earth.

It was a long time ago, but Mr. White was drinking a can of coffee right in front of us.

Not on this planet, can of coffee.

That's a big can of coffee I'm familiar with in Japan.

You can't get that stuff if you haven't been to Japan.

Mr. White has the means to get to Earth.

Probably a metastasis.

So, can we go to Earth?

It's not like I didn't think about going back to Earth.

That's what I thought many times shortly after I was reborn in this world.

He wants to return to Earth.

That wish come true?

"This way is fine. There is no untrained Earth."

In my opinion, Mr. Sophia turned down the path to Earth lightly.

"Returning to Earth doesn't make me who I am. Most importantly, I like me a lot right now. Now that I'm back on the planet, I think it might be a hassle to say it's a family registry or something. Then I'll live on my own."

Like it, I thought that was really Mr. Sophia's answer.

I don't think about it, I live at my heart.

Though I would be offended if I told him in person, I felt that such a thoughtless way of life suited Mr. Sophia very well.

I feel free to live.

"Where's Kyoya-kun?

Mr. Sophia shook the subject to me, too.

But my answer is yes. [M]

"Me, too. This way."

There are untrained.

But I can't go back.

Kyoya Sashima is already dead.

It's just a ghost named Lars who's here.

I'm not going back, and I can't.

"Oh, yeah."

Mr. Sophia flushed my answer lightly.

I'm sure you didn't have to ask, but you expected my answer.

That I don't want to go back.

Still, I might have been willing to give you a chance.

I can still turn back, and I have other options, to make you think so.

But no matter how much choice I have, I've already made up my mind.

So sorry.

It's pointless to talk to me first.