"You boys!"　A boar-faced man, Zoltal, who suddenly came, was determined to sit down even though we were not welcoming him, and proudly complained that no one wanted him. "I have no right or room for your opinion, for you, the lord of the Forty-two Wards, have no right or place to think! The only action you have to take is to get out of here right now as I am told! If you find out, go away as soon as possible, for it is a nuisance to your eyes!"　Boohee!　with a puffing air of air and a smug expression. 　. . . . . . . . I'm embarrassed. 　In the first place, what's "me"?　This is the first time I've seen a guy who thinks so highly of himself. 　If you want to appreciate yourself, at least make yourself look a little better. 　You have an ugly body that says that it's the result of eating what you want, drinking what you want, and avoiding exercise you don't want to do. 　Eighty percent of the "businessmen," including fraudsters and negotiators, look good, don't they?"　People like you don't work in Japan, do you know. 　He's got a big body, he's got a big voice, he's got a high‐handed attitude... So if he's just trying to push, it's only acceptable for girls and children like this. 　Maybe it's a small thing that Estella or Bertina can't help but run back with their tails wrapped. 　But...　Loretta and her brothers and sisters seem to have a great effect, and they all look frightened. 　Even Loretta, the only one who acts bravely, has a faint trembling lip. 　Hmmm......oh my gosh! 　What is it... 'I'm sorry to have an adversarial relationship with Mr. Yashiro'... Is it?　Do you think so again, Jeanette? 　I glanced at his profile and saw him closely. 　What? You're totally reliant on it. 　Mr. Yashiro in trouble. ... Don't look at me like that. I just happen to have a common interest now. 　Don't misunderstand me as a good person. ... Well, it's my common phrase to misunderstand...Oh, well, anyway, what... ...what are you doing? Are you worried? Are you about to cry? Like, "I'd like to do something about it, but I'm frustrated and frustrated... But if it's Mr. Jiro..." ... Well, I mean, don't look at it that way. "Why are you standing there in a daze!? You're telling me to go away! You hear me!""Oh, we're...!""What's this, man?""... yuck!"　Loretta boldly tried to refute, but the strange voice of Zoltal drowned out the words. "Don't let me tell you again and again. What? This is what the lord has allowed. If you know, go away. All of you! Get out now, okay? What?"　Ranting in the ear, Loretta holds her nose. 　... It's not my ears. Hold it's not my ear. 　Smells outweigh noise... wow, I'd rather have a conversation with him...　But don't you mind if I look on the sidelines?　Yes, it can't be helped. 　So I raise my hand straight with my elbows straight up. "Yes, sir. It's a question."　The dullness of the voice eased the oppressive atmosphere that had surrounded the area. 　Loretta looks me in the face with her eyes wide open, and my brothers and sisters, as they huddle together, stretch out their shrunken necks and look at me. 　Jeanette next door is wide open with a blank look on her face. 　The time passes when no one moves or says anything. 　It's quite hard to keep your arms up. . . . . . .　Then, after a long pause, Zoltal, curled up and approaching Loretta, slowly turned round and glistened his blatantly irritated eyes. "What about you?""It's a shame,"~~"　If you're coming all out threatening me, why don't you go like this? 　It's a strategy against the willow. "What's wrong with you!? Are you interrupting me?"　Zoltal approaches me with a thud of short legs. 　He kept looking at me and moved his head up, down, and up, down, saying, "Give me a cancer." 　Somehow, I'm almost visionary of Resent with a deep shave on his head. 　It's kind of like "Kii" and "Bripping." You can take me to "Mabui" and "Tare" and say "Vui." 　But I say it again, calmly, in a stupid voice, staring into the eyes that give me cancer. "I have a question?""………………hhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"　I've never heard such a dirty tongue clapping. It's a gnashing of my teeth. 　Now I understand how Loretta feels. ... Her mouth stinks. It's enough to convince her that she's given up as a weapon in a murder. "What's the question, don't you? Hurry up and ask me a question!"　Oh, I'll give you a preview. 　This game is mine. 　A man who has completely eliminated his demands and accepted our demands cannot win a verbal battle. 　If the reason for the total elimination was to stop thinking foolishly because it was too much trouble, the probability is 100%. "Are we all in 'you guys' when you said something like 'if you know it'?"　Point to yourself and Jeanette alternately as you speak. "It's supposed to be in there!""Have you decided? Since when?""I don't mind when!""How long?""What!""What do you think of the decision that will be constantly compared to new values, and if that is the case, the effectiveness of the decision that is currently being made will eventually wane?"`I don't know why!'"Isn't it 'I don't understand' but 'I don't understand'?""Are you selling fights?""I don't think there was such a menu."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"If you don't know, can you stay?""Oh my gosh!"　Zoltal, with a blue streak on his forehead, grabs me violently by the collar. 　Oh, my gosh! "That's it!"　raise one's hands and raise one's voice 　Suddenly, Zoltal stops moving. 　He clenched his fist and distressed me, perhaps trying to hit him. "Until just now, we were outsiders. We weren't residents of this district, we weren't relatives of them. We were just acquaintances..."　If indeed the lords of the 42nd Ward were so positive about the eviction of this slum that they demanded of the Lorettas, it would be bad for outsiders to pander to it. 　You'll probably fall for what we call obstruction of business or obstruction of the execution of public duties. 　Anyway, I'm an outsider. 　Even if a complete stranger, who is not even a resident of the place, goes out of his way to the disputed area and yells, "Don't forgive tyranny!" or "Protect the land," those words won't resonate. "No, it doesn't matter to you." I didn't even deserve to take part in this series of disputes, let alone have a say. "...but I have just become a party."　Zoltal did me harm. 　Then this is a good self-defense. 　And if the reason for the harm was 'a reversal from asking a question about the eviction of a slum', then I could openly demand an explanation, saying, "That slum eviction plan is strange." 　Anyway, I was harmed because of the 'slam eviction plan.' 　give a flat denial of the stupid plan 　The lord is the mastermind?　Then I'll crush the lords together. 　This is another thing that I should like you to remember...I don't understand who Temae is selling fights to. 　Like a wild boar! "Well, let go of this for now,""Ahhhuh!?"　Zoltal repeatedly threatening cheap threats. 　I quietly took out a knife hidden in my cuffs. 　This is a small knife that Estella gave me and is easy for beginners to handle. 　When I talked about the possibility of being assassinated by a hunting guild, Estella said, "Don't worry," but later she handed it over to me, "Just in case."　I was told to keep it in my pocket, but if I can handle it as quickly as Estella's, it's a different story, but I'm not used to handling knives, so it won't work if I copy it. The opponent pulls out his weapon first and checks out. 　Besides, putting your hand in your pocket not only gives the enemy a sense of caution, but the action itself could also be a declaration of war. 　So after thinking about this and that, I adopted a dark instrument. 　I've got a tube in my sleeve, and I've got a small knife in there. Just by swinging my arm hard, the knife will naturally fall into the palm of my hand. Of course, I've designed it to prevent it from falling. It's because Estella's knife is small enough for me to fight back with a knife. 　Point a small but sharply sharpened luxury knife in front of Zoltal. "Well, for the time being, let go of this... ...you know?""... Ugh."　Scaredly, Zoltal lets go of his arm. 　The tight collar is released, and the stinky breath moves away. 　The air tastes good. "All right. I'm the representative of this slum from here on out. Is that all right with you?"　Ask Loretta and her siblings. 　The little brothers and sisters gave me a squeaky but silent nod, and Loretta stared anxiously at me. "Well, leave it to me. I won't do anything wrong.""...Yes. Thank you very much."　A little smile comes out of his anxious expression. 　Well, if you laugh, it's fine. "So shall I hear your point again?""Why do I have to tell you!""If you don't have a claim, that's fine. Don't walk away from here right now and never set foot in here again. You don't have a claim, do you? Then this is their place. Don't step on me, you bastard.""That's why the lord is so picky, isn'"Oops! Don't you know you're telling me to make that point?"If you use 'That' then you just have to return 'That'; you're at a loss for words. 　By the way, it's effective for people who use 'bottom line' to ask 'bottom line?' after the conversation, because most of them don't need it. "No matter how much you yell at me, it's a parallel line, and you forgot to put "sama" on the lord now.""………….""And stop whipping your tongue. It's annoying to hear.""If you're going to mess around any more, I won't shut up with all my might, oh!?"　What's wrong with you now, you scared me out of the way with your knife?"So what do you mean by that the lord of the Forty-two Wards said, 'Let the slums be smashed with all your might?'"　Stretch out your arms and point to Zoltal. 　If you tell a lie, it's an expression of intention to invoke the "judgment of the spirit" at that moment." 　It seemed to have been conveyed properly, and Zoltal withdrew half a step to escape. "By the way, "with all my might" is... not said.""Then let's talk peacefully,""...I understand,""You've just taken your word, haven't you? If you touch me with a finger, it's a frog. OK?""You know what I mean!'　Hmm. You can put away the knife now. 　... Actually, I'm still a little bad at knives. I've been killed for this. "I'll ask you again. What did you come here for?"　ask in an extremely calm voice 　Zoltal also seems a little cold-headed and answers this question with a lowered tone of voice. 　Then I took a piece of parchment out of my pocket. "Do you remember this emblem?"　The parchment that Zoltal pulled out proudly marked a familiar emblem. 　A pattern of snakes entwined around the two eagles--it belongs to the lord of the 42 wards. "This was given directly by the lord!"　It's time for him to intimidate us when he gives the lord a 'sama.' They probably want to make a particular appeal to the public that the powerful are on us. They are all saying 'sama' (literally, 'the powerful are on us'). 　Well, that's a threat only to those who can't go against their lords. When people say, "Here's the lord!" in my case, I can only say, "Oh, really?" "I complained to the lord about the slum problem. The residents were in trouble because of this dirty place! And, like other districts, I demanded the complete abolition of the slum problem!"　Hasn't he noticed that at this point there was already a contradiction in the phrase "under the orders of the lords"?"This parchment with the emblem was given to me at that time! From the lord of the manor, "Sama" to "directly!""　What a nuisance! "Then may I have a look at the contents of the parchment?""Oops! I can't do that,""Why?""This is about business. It's not something that can be shown to others."　Then why do you carry it with you?　The reason is simple: I want to use the emblem. 　...wasn't it a felony to use it for anything other than its purpose?"Are you a landlifter or something?""Work has nothing to do with it!"　Is it correct?"Everyone in the city is in trouble! I came here to crush the slums on behalf of the people. You know what? The will of the people is.""Is it the will of the people?"　How desperate you are to gain power and audience! 　I hear that's what makes it more suspicious. "Will you show me the conversation record? It's your conversation with the lord when you get the order?""Why should I show you something like that!""This is to finish the discussion completely and completely as soon as possible."　If you look at the conversation record, you can see at a glance that Zoltal has not received an imperial order from the lord. 　At first, he doubted, "Is the lord of this place the sort of guy who drives out the inhabitants of the slums?" But listening to Zoltal, I could tell that was not the case. 　Zoltal's story is pointless and indefinite, meaning he's hiding the inconvenience. 　So what is the matter that he should hide?　The last thing you want to know is that your argument is not legitimate. 　This guy is trying to take over the slums for his own benefit. Perhaps he was going to slip into charge of redevelopment after getting rid of the Lorettas and their sisters. 　What do you want me to do so... ...well, 'river.' 　Water is running down a cliff of tremendous height from the twenty-ninth district. If you make one of the watermills, you'll get a fortune. 　It will also be possible to take a strong stance against river fishing guilds that fish downstream. If you say, 'I'm going to dam up the river,' the river fishing guild won't do anything. 　Of course, I wouldn't say it in such a straightforward way. You can make up any number of reasons, whether it's a business or a water test. If you say, 'Stop fishing for a month to investigate water quality,' the river fishing guild will be devastated. 　Perhaps they could be strong against the Mormats agricultural guilds who are drawing waterways from there. 　He who controls this river can control the 42 wards... It's exaggerated, but it'll take him to a situation close to it. "The Imperial Edict of the Lord"......"There's no need for discussion! Don't you see this!? This lord's emblem!""What's that emblem?""This is the evidence that determines the legitimacy of my argument!""If it's an emblem, I'll have one."　As I spoke, I took out a folded piece of paper that I had hidden in my chest pocket. 　There is a detailed description of a snake's entwined pattern around two eagles. "I have been entrusted with 'please take care of the slums.'"　After showing the emblem and speaking out in a dignified voice, Zoltal became speechless and quiet. 　Wouldn't it be like confessing that your previous statements were fabricated?　If you were telling the truth, you could say "no way" to a contradictory opinion. "... well, that's stupid...""What's stupid? I haven't seen you so many times, but we got along quite well. You introduced me to your family. That's when you said, 'Please give me a slum.' Oh, no. Did you bow your head says, 'Please?'""Oh, that's a lie! That lord won't bow to any man!""I don't care whether you believe it or not. I haven't told any lies."　Stretch your chest and take a big step 　The soltar retreats by the same width. "Show me the conversation record. That'll make it clear. Who's kidding, me or you?""……………………………………………………?"　Zoltal frowned at me in a part of the story as I moved slowly. 　It's just around where I passed in front of the Jeanette."...hehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...That's what I's all about."　As the point is, Zoltal grinned. "Hey, you! What's your name?""Didn't you name yourself? That's bad. It's Ova Jiro.""Oh, Jiro Oba...? I look so kind. I'll let you choose."　With a grand smile on his face, who was sure of victory -- Zoltal casts a derisive glance at me. "Whether you want to be a frog, or be executed by the lord... or end your life?"　Zoltal smiles enough to show his gums. 　The tusks are exposed and add to the ugly expression. "I don't understand what you mean,""You're so sweet. You can compliment me. You've made me say this. You can be proud.""Thank you very much. ... And what are you talking about?""You liar,"　Zoltal's eyes gleam. "Is the emblem real?"　As I did earlier, I stretched out my arms and pointed to me, and Zoltal asked me. with the threat of "If you tell a lie, you will invoke the 'judgment of the Spirit'" 　a triumphant smile 　Zoltal's face was filled with such leeway. 　That's why I answer as follows. 　in his usual tone, without showing any signs of thinking????"Of course, it's real,"　--and 　At that moment, Zoltal gave a stupid laugh. "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah　With a look of joy and impatience, Zoltal tells you who he is. "You're amazing. How dare you lie with such a calm face? I don't know if you're afraid of 'Spiritual Judges' or just stupid, but it's something that a normal nervous person can't do.""Don't you have to be afraid to tell the truth?""Oh, that's enough. That's enough, Ova Jiro. The game's over. Don't lie any more.""I'm not telling you a lie. This emblem is genuine and authentic.""Let's not do that, Ova Jiro! Let's not offend the Spirit any more.""I can't see what you mean. Why am I telling a lie?"　When asked, Zoltal quacks up his jaw as if he had been waiting. 　as if pointing behind me "You were perfect. It looked as if you hadn't told a lie. Rather, I felt like absolute confidence. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .　I look back at those words. 　Zoltal looks like he's turning his head completely. 　Looking back, Jeanette looked like she was about to cry. "She's honest, unlike you, because she looked like she was going to cry every time you told a lie.""... Mr. Jiro... I'm sorry."　Jeanette apologizes in a low voice that only I can hear. "You knew it, didn't you? That the emblem you had belonged to the lord of the manor! For the most part, you made it yourself. It's good and you got carried away... but the truth is bound to come out one day, eh? Hahahahahaha!""Oh, uh... palm-ro..."　When I start to say something to Jeanette, I show her a gesture of putting my index finger on her lips. It's a declaration of intent not to speak. 　And I'm sure I can't see my face in Zoltal's position... I mean, I've made this position... I'll give Jeanette a big smile, and I'll give her a wink as well, just to show that I've done a great job. "If you had come by yourself, it would have been a very disadvantageous discussion, but that your comrades would have hindered you, too.""Well..."　I dare to look back slowly and in a relaxed atmosphere. "Isn't your armpit better than the smell?""...! Scratch!"　Taking advantage of the cheap provocation, Zoltal speaks up. "I'll make you a frog, and I'll kill you."　An evil smile is looking at me. 　Then move your mouth slowly. "'Spirit'......'"Wait,""...what? Are you begging for your life now? It's too late, birk!""That's not the case. If you want to, do it.""Oh, I'll do it!""But before that!"　Point back at Zoltal, who points at me. "'Spiritual Judgment' is an act of trampling on the dignity of the other person. But if I don't become a frog... I can't just apologize, can I?""...huh. So you mean to have threatened him?""It's not a threat... ...to push Temae to the bottom.""How?""I'll stick you out in front of the lord. Don't complain about the misuse of the emblem.""...!?"　Zoltal's face twitches. 　Perhaps he was choosing words that didn't fall for the Spirit's Judgment. 　There must have been a lot of practice to protect yourself as you get emotional. 　Perhaps, therefore, it is impossible to judge his remarks in the "judgment of the Spirit." 　If so, the lord should be brought to justice directly. 　Estella said it was a felony to abuse the emblem. It doesn't have to be a "fair judgment" like the "Spiritual Judgment" or the "Court of Superior Court." 　The lord's 'private punishment' is sufficient for getting dirt on his face. "d*mn it......do as you please. You're going to be a frog anyway!""Then give it a try,"「…………」"You're not going to me."Oh, come on! You're so cool... Be a frog and regret it! The Spirit's Judgment!""Mr. Jiro!""Big brother!"　Jeanette's heartbreaking cry overlaps Loretta's astonishment. 　At that time, my body was enveloped in a sudden light. 　It's been a long time [a long time] since I heard of the Spirit. "That's all for you, old fool!"　But it's hard. 　Ten seconds or a minute later, I could not see any change in my appearance...at last the pale fog was dispersed. As a result of the "Judgment of the Spirit," it was concluded that I was not lying. "... oh, well... stupid...""You were the fool,""Because that woman...!""I don't care about women!"　I hold out my hand to Zoltal, who was about to start making excuses. "Now, shall we go to the lord?""...d*mn it,"　Zoltal's face is distorted. 　All the emotions I could read from his expression were impatience, regret, despair, nervousness, bewilderment, fear... ...such negativity. "If you look at the conversation record here, you don't need to explain it. I'll leave the rest to the lord.""Wait a minute! Oh, that's all... ...you'll forgive me, won't you?"　Is that the attitude of asking someone else for something?　You bastard! "You beg for my life now? I'm not late, Barka.　I'll give you back exactly what you said, but I've left my feelings out to the limit. "The truth will come to light one day..."　This is also what I was told. 　I'll give him back just as he is. 　Here's another gift. 　I reach out and point to Sortar. "Breaking a promise is one of the reasons for your judgment, isn't it?"　Zoltal looks pale. 　He has a lot of sweat on his face. 　However, regardless of whether it's true or not, I will apply for viewing the conversation record. 　A translucent panel appears in front of you, clearly reflecting the conversation you just had. '...huh. So you mean to have threatened him.'It's not a threat... ...to thrust Temae to the bottom.''How?''I'll stick you out in front of the lord. Don't complain of the misuse of the emblem.''...!? d*mn it. You're going to be a frog anyway!'"...."'Do as you please,'　extract important words from a conversation record 　Zoltal looks pale and ready to fall. "Soltal... I'm kind enough to look like this. I'll let Temae choose you -- to be a frog, or to be executed by the lord... to end your life."　This is what Zoltal said to me. 　So, this is my original. 「３……２……」"Wait a minute! No, wait a minute! That's right!"　Zoltal kneels down. 　In the end, it was Zoltal who begged for his life. "Will you show me the conversation record?""………………Yes."　Soultar muttered, looking down and hollow. 　He then made the conversation record available for reference. 　What was written there was a conversation like this. "There is a strong demand from the citizens for the abolition of slums, lord!""But I'm not going to get rid of the slums."'All the other wards have destroyed the slums! Why do you let the land play only in the 42 wards?'"Different wards change the course of administration. It's only natural."'You can get rid of those mice!''Then they'll overflow the streets. What are you going to do with their saucers?''You don't need it! You can get rid of them all!'"I don't think the inhabitants will be satisfied with such a tyrannical scheme."'Yes. They all want the slums gone.''Then you'd better try it your way... and prove it to me.'　--what is the direct Imperial edict of the lord? He must have been positive about his abandonment of the phrase, "If you want to do it, you can do it," and he must have been saying, "I was asked to do it" around "Show me" in "Show me."What a shame! 　What a fellow! "Soltal"."Yes."　Looking down at the crouching soltar, I issue an ultimatum. "Leave here right now and never set foot here again. This is their place. Don't step on me, you wild boar."　It's the same word as I first said. 　But the words returned were completely different. "………………I understand,""If you see it next time...""Well... it's all right... it's all right... I won't come near anymore..."　I'll keep a nail on my head just in case. 　Well, it seems to have worked so well that it's probably OK. 　When his lies and bluff had fallen out, Zoltal rose unsteadily and staggered away. 　The parchment in the emblem was, after all, a parchment written directly on it by the lord. 　Well, it's a mystery why you didn't notice my 'lie' after all this effort. "Mr. Jiro!""Big brother!"　After Zoltal left, Jeanette and Loretta jumped at him with a burst of force. "Awesome . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .."　Laughing joyfully, his eyes are filled with tears, and his feet are fluttered by the urge to squeeze his trembling hands. 　Loretta's emotions have exploded into obscurity. "You... I... I... I don't know what to say... but... but... thank you!"　As usual, Loretta bowed to crush every single pile of tiles. 　Then I heard a suffocating sound coming out of my deeply lowered head. "...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...wheezing!'　Loretta, weep. "Now, now, now, now, now, here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here　sit flat on the ground and cry out loud without hesitation 　The younger brothers and sisters swarmed at her figure, hugging her, patting her head, crying with her, watching her side... all worried and encouraged her. 　A hundred older brothers and sisters of the hamster tribe huddled together and cried. 　I keep my distance gently so as not to disturb it. 　As I moved, Jeanette followed me silently, keeping the same distance. 　And he keeps staring me in the face. 　... too much, too much. What if there's a hole in it's too much. "...what?""Yasilo, you're amazing!""Yes, yes. Thank you."　Jeanette always says, "It's amazing." 　Despite being told so many times... it's frustrating that I'm happy every time. 　It's no use trying to be nasty. 　I'm embarrassed if I can say thank you honestly. "But it's strange..."　Jeanette's voice sounded very subdued. 　That's probably the reason why I couldn't see his smile all over. "I really thought Mr. Jiro would be a frog, because... that emblem... was so disturbing... that I was about to cry."　Well, that's why he got me caught in my trap... ...and I think I've made him do something a little burdensome." "Yasilo! Can you tell me why he didn't become a frog?"　Serious eyes are staring at me. 　This is an eye that is unlikely to pass for a poor trick. 　Well, I was originally going to teach you, so I hope. "There is only one reason why "Spiritual Judgment" should not be invoked to become a frog?""What is that?""Because I didn't tell a lie.""But...!"　With my left hand, I'm going to apply for another conversation record. 　I'll look back on what I said here today. "Is the emblem real?""Of course, it's real,"'Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah'You don't have to be afraid to tell the truth?' 'Oh, that's enough. That's enough, Ova Jiro. The game's over. Don't lie any more.''I'm not telling you a lie. This emblem is genuine.'"Here!"　Jeanette, who had been peeping into the conversation record I called, pointed to the sentence. "Here Mr. Yashiro says, 'It's genuine, it's real.' But the emblem is, um... uh...."　He swung forward and whispered softly into his ear. "...isn't it a fake emblem made by Mr. Jiro?"　Having said that, Jeanette keeps her distance from me again and peeks into my face. 　... well, it smells good. And it's kind of crazy to hear people whisper in my ear. "No, this is the real lord's emblem.""What...?""Have you forgotten? It's a license with a lapse mark that Estella gave me before."　I'll spread out the folded paper, and the two letters 'lapse' that had been well hidden by the fold showed my face. "Oh...!"　As soon as Jeanette opens her eyes wide, puts her hand to her mouth and screams in surprise. 　Previously, I created what Jeanette calls a fake emblem based on the emblem stamped on this permit. 　He then tucked it into his chest pocket and used it when Goozya ate and ran away. 　It must have been imprinted on Jeanette's mind.That's why Jeanette misinterpreted that the emblem that came out of my breast pocket was not the lord's, but my emblem that I had made. 　And it was my real aim in that scene to make Genet "mistake." 　What I really wanted to deceive was not Zoltal, but Jeanette, my friend -- by deceiving him, I rolled him in the palm of my hand. 　In terms of deception, the person you've just met is better than the guy you've just met. Genet, who knows how to react when you move like this, is the best duck in your family. 　Even so, Zoltal is too lenient. 　How can you be sure that the other person is not doing the same trick as you? 　Well, it must have been before I was convinced. 　That the parchment with the emblem was "another matter written on it," was the part which Zoltal wanted to hide most from here. 　That point was therefore excluded first from Zoltal's thinking, and as I said, he could not have demanded, doubted, or even considered. 　You look like you've been scooped up by your guilt. "And one more thing: Mr. Jiro had a conversation with the lord.""I didn't say I had a conversation with the lord,""Well, but...."　Jeanette then scrolls through the conversation record. "Here it is!"　I read the place????"I'm entrusted with "please take care of the slums."'...that's so stupid...''What's stupid about you? I haven't seen you so many times, but we got along quite well. You introduced me to your family. That's when you said, "Please give me a slam." Oh, no. Did you bow your head saying, "Please?""See? Mr. Jiro was introduced to his family by the lord and told him to ask for this area...""And where does the word "lord" come from?""...what? Well, this is...………………………………………."　After much thought, Jeanette seems to have arrived at the answer. "... do you mean Mr. Loretta?""Yes. Loretta introduced my family and asked me to give you a slam, right in front of you.""... certainly.""I've just seen him, and he's a fool to be fooled."　Jeanette stared at me as if a small animal had seen a sperm whale for the first time. "Do you think I'm a sperm whale?""What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"　The mysterious words bring Jeanette back from her stop of thought. 　Then he held his chest and let out a shallow breath. "Well, this is in a good way..."　That's the kind of thing he said to me. "As expected, I feel very sorry for anyone who is hostile to Mr. Yashiro."　......hey! "I'll take it as a compliment.""Yes, I'm complimenting you a lot."　I can't even get a clue to counterattack with a smile that doesn't contain any evil intentions. 　Ah, yes, yes. 　I know. 　That smile is the signal of the end, right?　In other words, when I get involved in something, I have to come to the end where Jeanette laughs like this. 　No matter how troublesome it is. 　--isn't he the worst enemy, by any chance?"　It was such a cloudy afternoon when I thought about it, but... why... I wanted to smile a little bitterly at myself for not feeling bad about it didn't feel bad.