Is it about two hours in time?

I planted a way to fight in the cloud and stand around as an adventurer.

He will soon have to leave the orphanage. When this teaching comes in handy, there must be.

Besides, if you remain a child's nori and are bullied, you may die before you reach adulthood. And if you're a half demon, you hear a lot about being buried in the dark without being questioned for the cause.

Two hours later, I was headed home avoiding people.

My height is so low that I'm very much the same as a dwarf, and I hide my face and hair, so when I see it at night, my suspicions are even higher.

Regardless, the house with lights already up late at night is a sparsely late hour. Few people rub off, etc.

Still, the patrol guards are not blind.

Therefore, in order to avoid the eyes completely, the training was accompanied by a disease on the roof rather than on the street.

I was sweating quite a bit, so I feel comfortable with the wind at night. But sleeping like this makes me smell like sweat, so I'll have to wipe my body before I go to bed.

As I was thinking about that, running on the roof, I suddenly heard a small scream.

"Yikes!"

"Huh!?

Thread tangled in a chimney protruding on the roof, suddenly braking.

Multiple steel threads were held together, and the elastic threads fluttered my body.

"... what?

There are no people's sights around. Time zone, according to the situation on the roof. There is no such thing as being watchful of this one unless you intend to.

What's suspicious... is that in the chimney where the threads were tangled earlier?

"From here, huh?

Clarify your ears and you'll hear an intermittent banging noise like a knock on something. That's not the sound of hitting a cloth or a tree, either, it's the sound of hitting a meat.

In between, a small groan sounds. I felt like I remember hearing that somewhere.

"No way -!"

I let myself dive into the chimney.

It's quite small because it's a smaller chimney, but can I say I'm fortunate, my body is no less minimal than it is.

I was able to go down the chimney with the coal stuck inside.

It seemed to be connected to the fireplace downstairs, and the burning firewood was thin and smoky.

Keep it wrapped around a tight face as it may be found if your hair or muffler drips. This would have reduced the likelihood of smoke.

"And how long will you keep me alive?

"Until the deal is done, make sure you keep it alive. Otherwise, they won't find out what Horton's going to do."

"Har, it's a hassle. Don't give it back to me anymore. How about I just sell it to a slaver?

"You idiot! We're negotiating. Give it back if you say so."

"Oh, that's Aniki. Discipline, Stoix!

"But I didn't say I'd give it back alive."

"Gahahahaha, you're an out-of-the-way!

I could hear that voice, and I could hear the sound of beating meat and groaning again.

But no screaming will continue after that except for a faint groan. Perhaps the person being thrown has passed out.

The groans appear to have occurred in a mechanically exhaling motion due to an attack on the belly.

"Until you close the deal, keep your daughter alive. Then don't get away with it, keep an eye on Kron and Zetz, and then Joey's three shifts."

"Okay, sss."

"Bardo will come with me tomorrow to negotiate with Holton. Sleep while you can for that."

"Usu"

That's what I said, footsteps. The sound of walking away high. The sound of opening and closing the door follows it.

"Is Bardo's Aniki going to bed? Nice one."

"Zeds, you want to follow that Gail brother?

"Wow, that's a no. Brother Gail is just by his side, from Scary Sz."

"Right?

After saying that, one more footstep goes away.

After the closing sound of the door, the voice of a man called Zetz was whining about this.

"Oh, at least give me five more years. If I was older, there would have been another way to have fun."

"I'm not talking about luxury. Well, I don't have to think so either."

"Wait. How about a little?"

"Ugh, are you serious? Pervert, you're crazy."

"Try things!

"Stop it, if you die a bad hand, we're not gonna get killed."

"Gahahaha, so is that! Give it up."

An unproductive laugh fills the room.

That voice that cripples the eclampsia springs up a willingness to kill inside me.

This frustration is something I used to feel before I ran off in my lifetime.

Groaning was a girl's voice, and Holton's name came out in the conversation.

What a fateful prank, apparently I reached Negijo among the people who grabbed Matisse.

I was on my way home choosing a spot I couldn't see. That also means that other people who want to avoid the eyes will gather in the same place.

No matter, the element of coincidence is huge. If she'd raised her voice the moment I walked by, she'd have passed by.

If it wasn't for me, I wouldn't have been surprised by the conversation between the men in the first place.

The question is what to do after this.

In common sense, all you have to do is report to Cortina and Maxwell, have them ambush you in the early morning, and control you.

But how do you explain that?

Do you want to arch a stranger boy at night and honestly report that you discovered him on his way home?

You can't possibly do that.

But Matisse's treatment is also not a good situation to leave for a long time.

That man - a man named Gail - also said he would kill Matisse if the negotiations were over.

And tomorrow... it's already today, but he said he was going to the Halton Chamber of Commerce again to negotiate.

If we wait till morning to capture them, we might not make it.

"Don't get cold today, the fireplace's out."

I crawl up the chimney in a panic. If we stay here like this, we'll get smoked together.

As I crawled up the chimney, I was ready.

"Apparently... maybe it's been a while since the assassin Reid's turn has arrived"

Crawling out of the chimney, I immediately moved on to action.

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