When everyone started to fully immerse themselves in the amusement park, two people were left out.
Morgan and Gilgamesh. The two were having a heated conversation (physical) in a cramped toilet stall.
“Pay with your death, King of Heroes.”
Morgan‘s eyes, as she grabbed Gilgamesh by the collar, were so intense it felt like lasers would shoot out.
“No, no. The plan was perfect. You saw it too, Marduk‘s face lit up for a moment.”
“Lit up? How absurd. That‘s what you call being tactless.”
Morgan was so embarrassed thinking about what had just happened that she couldn‘t even lift her head.
-Brother?
She couldn‘t forget Cael‘s awkward expression. Just like her brother‘s expression on the departing ship, it would surely be unforgettable for the rest of her life.
Morgan was so cornered that she had to make such a gamble.
The Fae Kingdom project proposed by Gilgamesh.
Morgan immediately agreed to the simple yet clear project of slowly resolving the misunderstanding by reminiscing about her memories with Tonelico, not Morgan.
For Morgan, who was afflicted with a deep-rooted distrust of others that had built up over 6,000 years, the best way to improve her relationship with Cael was to repeat self-suggestion.
Otherwise, it was obvious that she would ruin the relationship with a destructive choice of words or an extreme way of thinking.
Even in a world where no magical energy exists, there are many ways. For instance, she could use her martial arts skills from her savior days to beat down all the other women…
Fortunately, Gilgamesh noticed in advance and persuaded Morgan, so no unfortunate incident occurred.
-This Singularity is not a tournament. It's a world solely for Marduk's happiness! Would you mind putting your fists down?
It‘s for Cael. For Cael. For our Fae Kingdom.
Morgan endured. She regretted, and somehow managed to let go of her greed.
Right. Cael is popular, so it‘s acceptable for a fanatic woman to be by his side.
The fox yokai who calls herself his daughter, the beast, and the golden one in front of her are absolutely not allowed.
She put on her mask again with the intention of cutting off all the side branches except for one.
In any case, she has to restore her relationship with Cael.
So she deliberately spoke in her old voice…!
“Didn‘t it fail!”
“Shh! Your voice is loud. Marduk will hear.”
How shameless. For the one who caused this mess, she was incredibly composed.
Considering her physical age, Morgan could literally subdue Gilgamesh as easily as wringing a baby‘s wrist.
Should I really do it? Should I just do it? As if reading Morgan‘s thoughts, Gilgamesh quickly came up with a solution.
“Um… in my opinion, the clothes are the problem. You‘re still sticking to your queen-era clothes, so that‘s probably why Marduk feels a sense of rejection.”
“Clothes? What‘s wrong with these clothes?”
“Originally, they had powerful performance as a magic formal wear, but here, they‘re just pervert outfit number 1, you know? If you want to talk to Marduk, let‘s change clothes first?”
At the word ’pervert‘, Morgan shut her mouth.
Come to think of it, she also wore these clothes when they had their nightly affairs. Laundry could just be handled with magic.
Just as there are clothes that suit the occasion, like a dress for a party or a suit for an interview.
Morgan‘s outfit was definitely not suitable for an amusement park.
Gilgamesh drove the nail in.
“Besides, that womb tatto—”
“I understand. Let‘s go change.”
When Draco was still rolling on the grass, and Johanna had just started to brush Tamamo‘s hair.
“Is this the right way?”
“Probably. This is the right way to the dressing room.”
“Dressing room?”
“Amusement parks mean parades!”
Morgan and Gilgamesh went to look for clothes.
“This churro is delicious. Where do they sell this?”
“Tamamo-san gave it to me, so I don‘t know.”
“Ohoho! Father. If you‘re talking about the churro generously sprinkled with sugar, it‘s a masterpiece I made myself. Did you like it?”
I stroked the head of Tamamo, who was approaching with a cute act.
She seems to be in a very good mood, is it because she came to the amusement park?
“Haah…! Just a little more, if you stroke me a little more…!”
“That‘s NG.”
“Aaaaaaaah! Father, you‘re so mean!”
Mean? After you almost turned the amusement park, which should have been full of childhood innocence and fantasy, into an underground filming location.
It‘s all because of her looks. As the saying goes, a awl in a sack, Tamamo‘s looks, which had stood out since she was young, have the magic to turn all simple actions into something lewd.
Even when she sighs, it‘s strangely erotic. Even when she wipes her sweat, a strange pheromone is released. I thought it was because she was a yokai, but seeing that it‘s the same even in this Singularity, it must be because Tamamo herself is just pretty.
“No lewd stuff.”
No lewd stuff.
Because!
“Draco is here too. Please restrain yourself a little.”
“Ah, pfft… pffft! That‘s right. The baby emperor is here. I‘m so sorry~.”
Tamamo tapped Draco‘s yellow hat. There was no one here who didn‘t know that that laugh was a sneer.
This is bad. Draco might explode. The hand she‘s holding is trembling like an airplane just before takeoff.
“Pfft! Yes, Roman Emperor! Pfft! Excuse me. I keep laughing. Your baby clothes suit you so well, how about trying a pacifier next time… pfft!”
“You dog…!”
I covered Draco‘s mouth, and Johanna pulled Tamamo‘s tail.
“Mph mph mph! Mph mph!”
“Calm down! What are you going to do if you fall for her provocation… don‘t lick my palm with your tongue! It‘s dirty! Yucky!”
“Don‘t treat me like a baby!”
Draco fought desperately, but she couldn‘t withstand my strength and collapsed from exhaustion first.
It‘s a good thing she used up her energy on the grass.
Just as I took care of Draco, Johanna took care of Tamamo.
“Kyaak! My beautiful tail will be ruined!”
“You went too far with the teasing. You should reflect on it too, Tamamo-san.”
“Oh my. You‘re only picking on me… sob!”
“H-huh? Are you crying? I-I‘m sorry. I was just trying to stop the fight…”
It‘s obviously fake tears. Tamamo is the type who wails when she cries. She doesn‘t shed such tiny tears.
How do I know? I didn‘t want to know either.
Johanna, who had no way of knowing this, was flustered by Tamamo. The most powerful weapon of a woman, tears, worked even on another woman.
“A handkerchief! And I have some of my churro left, do you want it?”
“I don‘t need it. I have no interest in a churro that was just stuck in a stall.”
“Eh? But you just said you made it yourself…”
“That‘s for Father only. Hehe.”
Shock and despair washed over Johanna. Is Johanna going to break down here?
“Ugh… hmm. It can‘t be helped. I thought I had become friends with Tamamo-san, but it was just my own misunderstanding. I see…”
No, Johanna did not break down.
Instead, a counterattack! Tamamo, who was not prepared, froze.
Look at that expression. It‘s an expression of someone who is hurt, but tries not to show their feelings on the outside because they understand the other person‘s heart.
But her facial acting is not perfect, so in the end, the other person also comes to know what Johanna is feeling!
In other words, it‘s an expression that induces guilt.
If Tamamo breaks down her opponents with calculations and politics, Johanna has broken through Tamamo‘s cunning scheme head-on with her pure heart.
“Mi-mikon?!”
“Still, I‘ll do my best! I want to become friends with Tamamo-san, Draco, and Gilgamesh-san and Morgan-san. Because that‘s Lupus‘s dream too!”
“What is this pure aura…! All the evil energy inside me is being washed away!”
Like an earthling who was defeated by an alien‘s self-destruction, Tamamo also retired.
You underestimated Johanna too much, Tamamo. Johanna is a fighter who rose to the papacy with her faith and mental strength.
Since she studied in Athens, her eloquence needs no explanation. Those philosophers there are so tough.
Johanna‘s specialty is to break through shoddy politics with sound arguments.
Tamamo wiped her tears and raised her hand.
“This Tamamo, I surrender. A complete defeat. I will add 1000 Tamamo points to you.”
“I don‘t know what that means, but I‘ll gratefully accept it!”
“For your information, if you collect one hundred thousand points, you can receive Tamamo‘s affectionate chu~.”
Johanna let out a ’whoa‘. I was surprised too. Is it real?
“Of course, it‘s limited to Father~.”
It wasn‘t.
“In the end, I didn‘t even get a chance to get angry. How insolent.”
“Tamamo apologized too. Forgive her like an adult.”
“I am a baby! I will go gaga goo goo!”
I must not laugh. I must not laugh.
I have to soothe the still-pouting Draco, and the moment I burst out laughing here, Draco will try to pull out all my hair.
“Phew… alright. What would our dear Draco-sama like?”
“Present that thing called a chu-rus to me as well.”
“You were envious seeing us eat it, weren‘t you? Alright, alright. If Draco wants it, right away…”
Tamamo made an X with her arms at me. It was a gesture with a sense of discipline.
There's none left?
Yes.
Oh no!
“Right away… it‘s good to give it to you, but there‘s something more delicious over there! Should we have candy? Chocolate?”
“Churros!”
“Damn it, Draco! Don‘t be stubborn. There are no more churros!”
“…Churros.”
Draco‘s negotiation style, which reminded me of a thug who is good with his fists, was quite aggressive.
Draco jumped out of my arms and then lay down on the ground in a starfish position.
Is this for real?
“Churros! Buy me churroooooos! I! want to eat churros!!!!”
“My sensitive eardrums are going to burst!”
“Uh, shouldn‘t there be churros somewhere? Let‘s look together!”
Despite Tamamo and Johanna‘s pleas, Draco‘s tantrum did not end.
Roll roll roll.
The grass that hadn‘t been completely removed mixed with the dust of the pavement, making her clothes a mess.
At this rate, I might have to give up on that cute kindergarten uniform.
How on earth am I supposed to get through this predicament?