Instant Messiah

... wait for Mr. Alice to settle down and the three of us start an operational meeting.

"Overall view of this city, population, major industries. Reputation, background and corruption of the chief. Street maintenance status, harbor arrangement diagram. Ship departure time. And so on... I was able to find out."

"Wah, me, good luck. I did my best. Of course not!

"Thank you. Alice is a hard worker."

That said, when I stroked her head, she let her body stretch for a moment and ran away from my hand.

When I was a little shocked, I tried stroking him again without hesitation because it was something I would look at with a pitiful eye, and he narrowed his eyes and accepted.

She's cute, too.

But I made a fool out of him, didn't I?

I dragged such an honest girl into a place like this.

I don't have a choice.

Unlike Mr. Abyss, I have no power. [M]

Yeah, I don't have a choice.

I knew it, but I can't be a hero like your father anymore.

I'm sorry, Dad.

I'm on the outside. [M]

"Look, look, get bogged down again. I don't want you to do it. I want you to do your job."

"Yes. I'm sorry."

Mr. Puria is tough.

But like this, my mother used to piss me off too.

I was wondering if Mr. Puria would be my mother, too.

"Uh, uh, but if you're going to use a ship, here. This port."

That said, Alice pointed me to the map, so I'll take a peek.

"Which... Oh, Cheng Cheng. Illegal slave ship, you're out of here, too. You found it so well."

"Oh, my God, you're a former colleague too. Didn't you know?"

"We were poor for 10,000 years, so we could only use a carriage. Ships are expensive. I've hardly used them."

"It's hard everywhere without a monster to start with."

"Are you making money?

"Pumpkin... stop talking like that. I told you"

bitan, and is caught.

You knocked me over.

"Oh, that."

From an earlier exchange, Alice, strangely suspicious of behavior, has spoken out with a desperate look.

Maybe this emotional instability is also a side effect of the contract, so I think it will fit in.

"What's up?

"If you're going to use this ship, you know, just one chance. Just six months later."

"Amazing. Isn't that the right time to go back to Agusta?"

"Eh, eh, eh"

If you give it a kick and rub it up on the back of your ear, your shiny moving ears are cute again.

I got a good boy.

Nice capture.

"So the decision is on the ship's departure date. Yeah?

"That's right. It's late at night, so let's make it sunset that day."

"... yeah. So, I think it's a good idea. Me too."

"That's settled, then. All right, shall we go to bed? Mr. Farmer isn't here either. You can both use the room of your choice."

"We're in your room. Yes."

"Wow, me, me, is... Um..."

"Oh, you don't have to, Mr. Alice. It's going to be tough until now, so take a rest alone today"

"... yeah"

Thus, me and Mr. Puria split into the smelly room of the flesh, and Mr. Alice into the room that Mr. Farmer was using.

To thank you for forgiving Mr. Alice, today I will give you a full, stroke of Mr. Puria.