Tou no Madoushi

Episode 45 Obituary

"Oh, not Theo."

"Hmm? Yuven?"

Lynn and Theo were about to go to a substance production class, and they bowled together in the hallway with Yuven.

"I heard that. You've been having trouble with money lately."

Yuven says pleasantly.

"You can't do that. We need to save money by turning around. Because you really don't deserve it."

Yuven tries to provoke Theo with a cat's voice touching her unique jaw.

"From what I hear, you're having trouble losing your neck because of debt. I thought you'd make fun of it one day. Something clumsy, disrespectful, unscrupulous, and impudent, rooted in you, priceless at all costs. I can't work anywhere, even in case you hire one, the next day I fire you. Minor bankruptcy in case of initiation and independence, night escape. Lost on the streets, all you can throw is stone, not change, to do begging things too. You can't even dye your hands in crime at the end of the line. You spend most of your life in solitary confinement. Poor thing."

Lynn was listening with harrassment.

I wonder how far she can take her words on par.

Most of what Yuven was saying was, as usual, far from the fact that he was awaiting objection, but some of it hit him in part.

In fact, the two of them are starting their business independently, doing what could be a catch called smuggling.

Recently, Lynn, who is nervously hypersensitive due to hindsight, couldn't help but think that Yuven knew something and seemed to be plumping it up to let exploration in.

I wonder what the hell she's going to say about this.

Lynn was careful not to look at her. I felt like if I looked at them poorly, they were going to spot everything.

"Well, but it's okay. I'll buy you out even if you're sold out. I've been wanting new slaves lately, too. I don't care how many slaves there are. I have too many jobs. The role of putting shoes on the cane holder, for cleaning the horse cabin, drawing buckets of water. Well, I'll use your cock at best. If I make one mistake, it's a hundred beatings. If you don't want it anymore, sell it off... well, you can do enough to grace and bury your bones in your hometown. At the mercy of my hometown..."

"Ahhhhhhhh"

Theo laughs out of the blue.

"Like ~. The role of making a cane hold wear shoes. I'd like to try that kind of easy-going job."

Theo goes into the classroom singing his nose when he says so.

Lynn also followed her later as she tried to keep her eyes out of Yuven.

Yuven drops them off surprised.

"Yuven. Are you tangled up with those two again?

Lillette, who is always in the group with Yuven, spoke.

"Suspicious..."

"What?"

"It's suspicious. I can't believe that Theo didn't come on the provocation."

"What do you mean?

"It's proof that he had something good to spare. Probably about work or money."

"But, Theo, I've been rumored lately that you tend to skip work and have trouble with your money..."

"Don't climb the rumors... now you're making some bad money like he can't tell anybody."

"I guess. Too much thought then."

"No, I'm sure. I can tell. Speaking of which, Lynn was distracted from me earlier. He must know something, too. Let's find out."

"Lynn is a slave class, isn't she? I don't care if you talk to me. Aren't you afraid?"

Lillette asks worryingly.

"I don't mind. Theo's secret is better than that. I'll find out for sure."

Yuven enters the classroom sparkling behind his eyes.

Lillette sighed.

Her boxed daughter saw Yuven always talk to the boy casually, whilst hissing her eyebrows, she was envious inside.

"Oh, not Lynn."

"Ah, Mr. Sheila," Sheila called out as Lynn finished her college class and tried to board an elevator to the 90th tier.

"Long time no see."

"Duh, thanks."

Lynn talks in a giddy way.

"It's strange to see you here. Did you see the paper yesterday?

"What? No, you haven't seen it."

Lynn only sees newspapers to find out information about Elios, but information about him rarely appears.

He has lurked the ringing without much coverage since he reached the 100th floor.

After all, the only way to check newspaper articles is by a column stating who lives on what floor.

In more than 100 hierarchies, the neighborhood itself ranks as a magician, so it will be published in newspaper articles.

But that hasn't fluctuated every day since Ellios reached the 110th floor either. Lynn won't be checking the papers any time soon.

Ever since Theo and I started running secret elevators, we've been busy and further away from the newspapers.

"According to yesterday's paper. Ellios, you've been ranked down to 100. I've been on the 110th floor the whole time."

"What? Really?"

"The exchange of letters has also been delayed since we reached the 110th floor. Have you heard anything from Lynn?

"No, nothing in particular."

"Yes, well, I think it's okay because it's about Elios... I'm worried."

"Really? That's worrying. Oh, I have business around here."

I was also worried about Elios, but Lynn had to prepare for the secret elevator arrival more than that.

It should be a little while before Theo gets the package that he's transporting from Renlil, and his mind has been twitching since earlier.

"Well, wait."

Sheila grabs Lynn's shoulder gasp.

"That was just fine. I was just talking with Agulu about how we could all have dinner at Renlil's. Come with me. I'll treat you. Life's been tough lately, hasn't it?

"Oh, no, I have some business to attend to."

"An errand. You're the elevator to the 90th floor. What the hell are you doing on level 90?"

"Uh, I have some deliveries at work..."

Lynn tries to tease, but Sheila narrows her eyes and suspects.

"Suspicious"

"What? What is it?"

"You haven't been coming down to Renlil's cafeteria lately."

"That's me. I moved to Alfredo recently."

"You're not going to get a better standard of living so easily as you moved to Alfredo. It's not like we can use any special magic."

……

Lynn shuts up.

Sheila had something strangely sharp about her.

If I said something bad, it was going to be extra contrived.

"On the contrary, if you move to Alfld something, it will be expensive and difficult. You can't just do it with factory and part-time income. How do you live?"

"Erm. That's right."

"Hmm? Wait. You mean you haven't stopped working at the factory lately? How do you live?"

"That's... try your best to save money, hang a part-time job in Alfld..."

"Speaking of which, you heard Theo's been skipping work lately, too. No way! I guess you guys are doing something wrong. Isn't Theo the one responsible for the evil that keeps you from pulling?

(Ugh, whoa, whoa)

Lynn was in a hurry. Sheila was totally right.

"Damn, that evil kid. I need to tell you something a little tough. You can't either. Listen to him."

"No, you know what?"

Lynn hastily tried to mislead me, but I can't think of a good word.

Theo came at a bad time there.

"Hey Lynn. Why are you selling oil here?"

Theo talks to Lynn with a loose voice between them.

"We need you to do exactly as you're told..."

"Ah, Theo. What are you doing with Lynn?"

"Hmm? Sheila."

When Theo realized Sheila was here, he turned his heel back and began to return to his original path.

"Hey, wait! Where are you going when people are talking to you?"

Excuse me, I'm busy.

Theo ran out to see Sheila, who was not good at it.

"That fucking kid. What the hell is that?"

"Ah, Mr. Sheila. If you'll excuse me around here."

"Wait."

Sheila grabbed Lynn's shoulder disappointingly again.

"What the hell are you guys doing? It's obviously suspicious."

"I didn't do anything. I just can't tell you the details because I have a confidentiality obligation on the part of my employer..."

"What the hell is that? Well, that's enough. More than that!

Sheila approached with her face close.

"You've been really joking lately. You used to come to us more from yourself. I haven't seen my face much lately... With Theo, you hated me?

"No, that's not..."

"See you tomorrow. I'll be at the academy tomorrow, won't I? Let's have lunch in the cafeteria in the college. If you're in college, you'll be fine with being busy. Because Agulu is coming too. Let's warm up the old relationship there. So I'll flush you down to the water about the recent shamblessness. Nice."

"Ugh, yes"

Truth is, Lynn didn't want to go if she could because she was busy tomorrow, but she wasn't going to get away with it any more.

Sheila doesn't want to talk about what Lynn does either. I just miss him not coming to me. Recently, Elios had gone to the 100 tiers and her loneliness was just getting more and more recruiting. Lynn was also hard to say no to just knowing that.

The next day, Lynn even went to the break room designated Sheila with sleeping eyes.

I ended up doing transport work late last night and I had trouble sleeping.

If you look around the rest room, which is the meeting place, Agr and Sheila are already sitting at the table for the break.

Lynn spoke up.

"Mr. Sheila. Hello, Mr. Agulu."

Lynn spoke casually but they both remained leaning toward the co-desk.

Lynn thought inexplicably.

(I guess I'm late for time)

I see the arm print clock chilling, but it's on time.

Lynn tilted her neck.

"Excuse me. I'm late. Did I make you wait?

Lynn was not behind in time, but she dared speak up.