The Girl Who Spits Up Jewels

"Mr. Sputnik......?

……

I don't answer.

Hold Krew, put him alive in his painful leg, and run out again. But I only stopped running to the dark clouds. Make sense in the direction you go. Because we've decided where we want to go.

Run as fast as you can.

Eventually, when he couldn't run to foot pain, Sputnik lowered Crewe to the ground.

Crewe, standing on his own feet, looked surprised, or worried, at Sputnik.

Sputnik answers nothing and pulls Krew's hand.

Off the road, walking away scratching the grass. When I once visited here, Sputnik was alone - no, was it the 'two' then too? Sputnik walked this place, once led by the 'Conductor'.

"Hey, walk right," he kicked his ass and laughed whenever the exhausted 'Conductor' was about to fall. It is almost a memory. Probably pretty much. Maybe.

A short walk through the memory revealed an old cabin. Sputnik's memory was not wrong.

Stop and check back weight. It was still there.

"Hey, user demon"

"Cuy."

I got a response.

Check the watch. - The evening is near.

Down from Sputnik's back and looking up at this one from the grass to the user demon Shal, Sputnik gave one, one instruction.

- Can you do it?

"Cuy."

The user demon shook one leg slowly.

The meaning of the manipulation is that there is no making, or leave it to me? Either way, when the user demon jumped just once, the stuffed animal wasn't even there - another quick spider-like move and went into the bush. He disappeared and never came back in front of the two of us.

Just the two of us.

Sputnik looked into his pale eyes.

"Remember, here"

And I pointed to the cabin.

This is a strange land in Sputnik. It's where Krew forgot.

Whatever the past is, for us today, it's a place we don't know.

That's what Sputnik thought while he jumped out of the lab trail and ran. But...

- Why didn't you immediately notice that it wasn't? Easy on your own retardation.

Crewe's cheeks are tense. She remembered, too.

Where Crewe was brought to Javot the Wizard. The ruins of a decaying laboratory. It was once a laboratory branch, that Crewe had his days.

The magic girl transferred Crewe outside the building when she raided the lab. After spreading the chaser, he said he went there to make sure he was in shape but that Crewe was no longer there.

Imagine. The day the magic girl raided the lab to help Crewe.

Crewe, who was transferred for no reason and suddenly left alone, suddenly fell on his way. I see something like the facility I lived in, but the smoke is rising. I can also hear it breaking. I couldn't even go back, wandering through the woods, tired, maybe crying scattered, and eventually I found...

Imprisoned.

On the day of the collapse of the institute, the wizards were unable to find Crewe because they could not measure the power of the magic girl and could not grasp where Crewe had been transferred.

A magic girl - the wizard Soaran lost sight of Krew because she was caught and hidden again, this time by someone other than the magic girl.

So.

They were nesting not far from the lab.

Nothing was a strange story, as there was a 'there' not far from the laboratory branch.

"... are you scared"

Ask.

But Crewe didn't cry.

"Just a little bit, sir."

I recall that one day you gave a similar answer.

Sputnik regained Krew's hand and looked at the cabin. Old wooden digging shed. That's what they were.

There's smoke coming out of the chimney. There are signs of people.

Sputnik put the door...

I kicked it open with my left leg.

"Get out of my way, Jer."

What...? and.

The voices that were returned from the indoors, the voices that were poked at the voices, which would have been uttered. I'm not interested.

The first thing I see is a big round table and seven guys twisting their bodies and turning this way. The five of them sit back, and the two are also against the wall, but they are all stopped from moving.

The men's faces are not interested in this again because they don't remember 'from that time'.

It's just, I'm sure, he's the same person he was then.

Sputnik took Krew into the cabin for a short while and poked his right hand at the table, laughing friendlily at him to celebrate the reunion.

Once in this digging cabin, I 'kept' Crewe - towards the thieves.

"Was it a breath disaster? It's superimposed."

Silence.

And.

"Ahhh -!?"

A screaming man, a vomiting man, a man who loses his hips and incontinence - each reacts, but all gave the same look that even the evil spirits saw. It's rude.

But reacting like that would mean remembering Sputnik. The fact that I remembered means I'm happy to save you the trouble. If I had forgotten, I would have reminded you.

A man with a mustache accumulated came to Sputnik kicking his chair and standing up, shuddering.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Since then, we've completely changed our minds, and that - washed our feet, atoned for our sins, and now we're all in a legitimate job. But let us not forget the sins we have committed, and this is how we gather from time to time... hey, some of them have daughters and daughters in the city, this, and children! So so......!

"Hoho - Cheng Cheng Cheng. After all that evil we've done, we're happy. I don't know how to complete it - I see. I don't know how to solve a good piece of work, do I?

"Oh, hey, hey, hey."

"Ah, you, that kid - no, uh, oh, lady! No, ma'am! At that time, even though I was young, I really, really can't take it back...... you know, brother and daughter, if you need any money, take it with you! So life, only life......!

"Hey, what are you guys doing! Tea for your brother and daughter! Serve the tea! You know, he's a good guy for the time being!

"I don't want tea. And money."

Tell them to make a scene.

Then, the thieves - no, if the status report is certain, should I call them 'former' thieves - became quiet at the same time. It just doesn't seem to have appeased me. On the contrary, it gets even bluer.

"Give me the money... you don't need it...!?

"Brother... that brother, no way... correct me...!?

Seems scattered.

Sputnik waved for the first time.

"I don't need money, but..."

Killer.

The moment I tried to look back, a dull, heavy pain ran on my right shoulder. Bite your back teeth and hold your shoulders with your hands. Now it's time to look at you.

"... have you been caught up"

It wasn't the man - one of the thieves - who was there.

Woman. As expected, black shadow.

"No way, no way brother..."

"I like to guess, its' no way '. - The wizard's after me."

A man made a crying voice.

"... Mr. Sputnik"

"It's okay, stay back"

Laughing because it deludes me that my face is going to be distorted by pain.

The economy. Looking ahead to the wizard stepping indoors, Sputnik raised his voice.

"Bastards, grab your weapons!