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		<title>XDD at 12:48, 4 August 2020</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a reprimand, Kanon poked with her elbow to the side but that unnatural tone didn&amp;#039;t change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a reprimand, Kanon poked with her elbow to the side but that unnatural tone didn&amp;#039;t change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;If it&amp;#039;s like that, won&amp;#039;t you come play with us? &amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;If it&amp;#039;s like that, won&amp;#039;t you come play with us? &amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<id>https://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Kaze_no_Stigma:Ignition_Volume1_Chapter_5&amp;diff=564076&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>72.80.103.151: /* Chapter 5 - Let&#039;s go to the amusement park! */</title>
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		<updated>2020-08-04T00:11:32Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;autocomment&quot;&gt;Chapter 5 - Let&amp;#039;s go to the amusement park!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Huh? Where? &amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Huh? Where? &amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgetting the awkwardness until now, getting her face close to Kazuma&amp;#039;s, Ayano looked at the ground.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgetting the awkwardness until now, getting her face close to Kazuma&amp;#039;s, Ayano looked at the ground.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>69.115.6.239: ??? Second part - Guessing it means if she were to stay quite they will approach her.</title>
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		<updated>2014-08-05T19:41:15Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;??? Second part - Guessing it means if she were to stay quite they will approach her.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<id>https://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Kaze_no_Stigma:Ignition_Volume1_Chapter_5&amp;diff=373763&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>Ayame: /* Chapter 5 - Let&#039;s go to the amusement park! */</title>
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		<updated>2014-07-27T12:46:30Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;autocomment&quot;&gt;Chapter 5 - Let&amp;#039;s go to the amusement park!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;| Forward to [[Kaze_no_Stigma:Ignition_Volume1_Chapter 6|Chapter 6]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;| Forward to [[Kaze_no_Stigma:Ignition_Volume1_Chapter 6|Chapter 6]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ayame</name></author>
	</entry>
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		<id>https://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Kaze_no_Stigma:Ignition_Volume1_Chapter_5&amp;diff=373762&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>Ayame at 12:44, 27 July 2014</title>
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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l1&quot;&gt;Line 1:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Let&#039;s go to the amusement park! ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Chapter 5 - &lt;/ins&gt;Let&#039;s go to the amusement park! ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, that sort of good fortune was unlikely to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, that sort of good fortune was unlikely to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;{| border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;margin: 1em 1em 1em 0; background: #f9f9f9; border: 1px #aaaaaa solid; padding: 0.2em; border-collapse: collapse;&quot;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;|-&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;| Return to [[Kaze_no_Stigma:Ignition_Volume1_Chapter 4|Chapter 4]]&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;| Forward to [[Kaze_no_Stigma:Ignition_Volume1_Chapter 6|Chapter 6]]&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;|-&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/table&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ayame</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Ayame: Created page with &quot;== Let&#039;s go to the amusement park! ==    Yagami Kazuma looked at the two tickets held out in front of him with an indifferent gaze.  &quot;--- This is?&quot;  &quot;As you see, tickets to th...&quot;</title>
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		<updated>2014-07-27T12:40:34Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;== Let&amp;#039;s go to the amusement park! ==    Yagami Kazuma looked at the two tickets held out in front of him with an indifferent gaze.  &amp;quot;--- This is?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;As you see, tickets to th...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Let&amp;#039;s go to the amusement park! ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Yagami Kazuma looked at the two tickets held out in front of him with an indifferent gaze.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;--- This is?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;As you see, tickets to the amusement park&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kannagi Juugo responded at that lazy question in a vaguely good mood.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;With this ticket you have a free pass for everything for one day. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He started speaking even about what was not asked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Giving off the feeling that even asking questions was too bothersome, Kazuma waited in silence for the continuation. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noticing that attitude, Juugo continued the conversation in a somewhat more serious tone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;This time I want you to purify a spirit incident at that amusement park&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Without giving Kazuma time to cut in, he finished saying it until the end.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Both of you&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kazuma and Juugo&amp;#039;s daughter, Ayano, looked at each other, each with a complicated facial expression. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Any questions? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Juugo asked and Kazuma raised his hand immediately.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;While it&amp;#039;s open? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yes&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hearing that answer, as expected, Kazuma immediately declared. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Them, I don&amp;#039;t need her. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano made a sullen face but didn&amp;#039;t said anything. She was self-aware her own technique was not suited for that field. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano is an Enjutsushi who can manipulate fire. And to call that technique showy was an understatement. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In an amusement park crowded with humans it&amp;#039;s impossible for her to use it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, Juugo obstinately recommended her involvement. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s why I&amp;#039;m asking you. It&amp;#039;s time for Ayano to become skilled at finely manipulating her ability. I want you to teach her various &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
things. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But even so Kazuma didn&amp;#039;t agree. He had the professional attitude of removing everything that had even the smallest probability of &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
lowering his chance of success. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faced with Kazuma&amp;#039;s determined attitude, Juugo solemnly announced. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Of course, for an additional fee. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you put it that way, there&amp;#039;s nothing to do about it&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma was easily lured in by the remuneration. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Toward that shameful appearance -&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;.........you&amp;#039;re the worst&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A murmur filled with disdain, from the bottom of her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano stared at him with a subdued expression. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;.....well then, we have a deal&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Refusing even to comment on his beloved daughter&amp;#039;s cold-hardheartedness, Juugo brought the conversation to a finish. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But in no time, Kazuma retorted. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hey, don&amp;#039;t sum it up without any explanation of the situation. What did the spirit interfere with? The damage? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know the details&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;----The client? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I cannot say&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Then don&amp;#039;t accept such dodgy work&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s an obligation I cannot refuse&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Juugo replied to Kazuma&amp;#039;s fed up with it tone with a nonchalant air. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Even the existence of the spirit is not for sure. If you don&amp;#039;t find the abnormality it doesn&amp;#039;t matter, you too can enjoy yourselves &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
that day. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What&amp;#039;s up with that......aaah&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma replied in an even more tedious voice but suddenly something came to his mind and his facial expression cheered up. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Then let Ren come too&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hmmm......&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This time Juugo frowned. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If it&amp;#039;s half in fun, it would be more enjoyable if he were there. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Those thick-skinned words riffled Ayano&amp;#039;s feathers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Me too, I don&amp;#039;t want just the two of us going to the Amusement Park together! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;..........&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gazing at those two who started their usual, Juugo let out a deep, deep sigh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The next day&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well.....it feels good being outside&amp;quot;, declared Ren with a cramp on his face, walking on the metropolitan area, on a very popular &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
spot where the amusement park was situated&lt;br /&gt;
		&lt;br /&gt;
There was no reply. &lt;br /&gt;
		&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano was still sullen from yesterday and Kazuma, somewhat unusual, was looking around the surroundings like a country bumpkin, not &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
really hearing Ren&amp;#039;s words. &lt;br /&gt;
		&lt;br /&gt;
Noticing that suspicions attitude, Ayano put aside her anger for a moment and looked at Kazuma. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why are you so restless? It&amp;#039;s not like you came to the Amusement Park for the first time, right? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;In Japan, it&amp;#039;s the first time. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ren and Ayano were amazed by Kazuma&amp;#039;s readily answer and were staring at him with round eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Were you lacking friends to that extent, you? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;She means, shouldn&amp;#039;t you generally have come here on a trip from school? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking down on the amazed pair, Kazuma shrugged his shoulders with a careless gesture.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;If you have time to play, train&amp;#039;&amp;#039; was Oyaji&amp;#039;s favorite phrase. I didn&amp;#039;t have the time to come to the amusement park. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyhow, until I was take care by the Kannagi and until I was eighteen I never had a one day long holiday once&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;---That may be worthy of compassion &amp;quot;, Ayano calmly murmured.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;To say nothing of the fact that it was all in vain&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Nee-sama...........&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At that excessively frank comment, Ren&amp;#039;s face became stiff. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Certainly, Kazuma was born into the Kannagi but didn&amp;#039;t have even a fragment of an Enjutsushi&amp;#039;s talent. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, that&amp;#039;s the past&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In one sentence Kazuma discarded the memories of a harsh youth. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano and Ren turned looks of admiration at the surprisingly manly display. But, Kazuma continued.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Besides, if you have hardship in the first part of your life, it&amp;#039;s decided the rest of it should be spent living in comfort. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That&amp;#039;s why, you kids should work hard for the sake of &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;my&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; lazy lifestyle. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Aren&amp;#039;t your remaining years too long, you hereditary sloth! &amp;quot;, retorted Ayano in a flash. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Really, remember the responsibility that came up with your power, even a little. Hey, get to work already! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;----Right. That Ren, what do you want to ride first? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Get to wooork!! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At that time when Ayano was screaming like usual.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Huh, isn&amp;#039;t that Ren? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
From the side, suddenly a voice called out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Being addressed, Ren turned his attention to the voice. And then he smiled broadly, looking glad. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Serisawa-kun. And Suzuhara-san too&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Serisawa Tatsuya and Suzuhara Kanon were standing there. They were Ren&amp;#039;s close friends who graduated from elementary school just a &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
few days ago. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Eeh? ---Huh? &amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano too recognized those two&amp;#039;s presence and lightly opened her eyes wide. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before her eyes, Kanon made a well mannered bow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Good day  to you, Ayano-Onee-sama, Kazuma-san&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the other side, Serisawa, not taking his eyes off Ren, laughed somewhat clumsily.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Did you come to have fun too? What an unexpected meeting, huh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was a strangely flat tone. His facial expression was stiff. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Like a reprimand, Kanon poked with her elbow to the side but that unnatural tone didn&amp;#039;t change.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If it&amp;#039;s like that, won&amp;#039;t you come play with us? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Eh&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At Serisawa&amp;#039;s request, with a confused face, Ren looked up at Kazuma. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hmm? Aah. it&amp;#039;s fine, you can go&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma generously agreed. Ren was about to rush to their side in high spirits.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Wait a minute&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano called Ren to a halt. All eyes concentrated on her. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Aah, no, I&amp;#039;m not really against it but are those two fine with it? Won&amp;#039;t you get in the way? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why? &amp;quot;, asked Kanon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Because you two came to have fun together, right? Which means--- &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Onee-sama&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shortly, dispassionately, Kanon restrained Ayano.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just like her name, her sweet, beautiful voice was rolling like a bell. But, the chill dwelling in that voice was enough to freeze &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano&amp;#039;s words.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I believe that in this world there are jokes you can and cannot make. Me and this gorilla--- what? I&amp;#039;ll say this frankly but I don&amp;#039;t &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
have any sodomy hobbies.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;.......sodomy, huh........&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faced with that frank expression that didn&amp;#039;t seem to belong to a twelve years old girl, Ayano involuntarily blushed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As Serisawa didn&amp;#039;t seem to understand the meaning of the word, he was standing there dumbfounded. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not like we came together just the two of us, we simply strayed from the others. This thing&amp;#039;s body is pointlessly big so he&amp;#039;s &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
standing in for the landmark. Please don&amp;#039;t misunderstand. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Haa.......I see&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Overwhelmed by that intensity Ayano meekly nodded and Kanon continued unable to suppress herself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s why that sort of consideration is unnecessary. If not for the sake of playing with Ren I wouldn&amp;#039;t even walk on the same &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
sidewalk as this gorilla &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Who is a gorilla!? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t raise your voice in such a strange way&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Both of you, stop fighting&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In a composed tone of voice Ren rebuked those two who were about to have a fit. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Today we&amp;#039;ll have fun all the three of us so get along with each other, OK? It&amp;#039;s silly quarreling in such a place. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Aah.....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Uuu....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Like an angel that sealed all their objections, both mumbled. Without missing that gap, Ren settled the argument. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Then, that&amp;#039;s how it is. Nii-sama, I&amp;#039;m sorry since you took the trouble of inviting me. Let&amp;#039;s come back some other time, OK? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Huh, aah---&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma nodded vaguely. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Waving his hand to his brother, Ren started walking taking those two along. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What do you want to ride? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;&amp;quot;First of all is the roller-coaster, obviously&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I want to ride the Ferris wheel. Just the two of us. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Aaah? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s best taking turns and riding what you both want. We have time. Aah, the Ferris wheel with all three of us, OK? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Are they really friends? Perhaps --- Kazuma and Ayano saw the trio off. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma sighed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;......hey, what&amp;#039;s up with him, is he domesticating them or what? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Aaah, yeah....&amp;quot;, nodded Ayano somewhat uncomfortable. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hey, at the graduation ceremony day, I don&amp;#039;t know what happened but he suddenly recovered right? Ever since then, how to put this, &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
doesn&amp;#039;t it look like he became unbound by the past? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;---unbound by the past?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah. When he invited those kids home, when they were fighting, he was cleverly mediating it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He experienced a sad love and matured greatly---&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fleetingly looking at Kazuma in a meaningful way, Ayano continued.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I was worried. If he would have turned out like you, I wouldn&amp;#039;t have been able to face Ayumi-chan. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s all right. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Seeing Ayano concerned, Kazuma declared with confidence. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;He&amp;#039;s earnestly facing ahead. He won&amp;#039;t be caught up in the past. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;----Eeh? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano unexpectedly opened her eyes wide. The words just now weren&amp;#039;t charged with an especially deep meaning, she only meant to say &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;It&amp;#039;s good he didn&amp;#039;t turn into a womanizer like Kazuma&amp;#039;&amp;#039; but---&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;----Come, let&amp;#039;s start working&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noticing his verbal slip Kazuma wanted to change the subject by demonstrating an unbecoming will to work. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Of course, Ayano didn&amp;#039;t want to give up on the elusive clue she barely managed to grasp. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Wait a minute! What did you mean just now? Tell me everything there is so know to the finest detail! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re in the middle of work. Don&amp;#039;t mix private stuff in it and do it seriously! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;With whose mouth are you saying that!? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma trying to escape, Ayano drawing closer. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
---The people left behind had fun their own way.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At the same time----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry. For calling you so suddenly &amp;quot;, said Ren to those two he was supposed to meet by chance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It&amp;#039;s about what happened yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ren, ordered to to go together with Kazuma and Ayano, was informed about the real situation about the incident directly from Juugo. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s about Kazuma and Ayano----&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Juugo started to speak in a grave tone. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Those two, can&amp;#039;t they get along a little better? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Haaa......&amp;quot;, agreed Ren vaguely. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I thought so too in the beginning but--- honestly, I think Nii-sama and Nee-sama get along very well actually&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Perhaps but, for example, they should more...as a man and a woman...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The other party was a child so he restrained from saying it directly but even Ren understood what Juugo was trying to say. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But even so, Juugo didn&amp;#039;t receive a proper reply. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As if trying to instigate a conspiracy, Juugo whispered to the silent Ren.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Even you would be happy if Kazuma were to return to the Kannagi, right? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s true, but........&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Having a somewhat pleasant presentiment, Ren warily looked up at Juugo. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The man who was the Suzerain of the Kannagi Clan, unrelated to his usual solemnly, was clearly scheming something with a roguish &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
smile. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;As a matter of fact, the job this time is a complete hoax&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Waah......&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Involuntarily Ren was greatly perplexed. Leaving Kazuma aside, what would happen if Ayano were to find about this---&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s why&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pretending not to recognize Ren&amp;#039;s distress, like a corrupt merchant, Juugo held out several sheets of bright, golden yellow tickets. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Tomorrow, at the amusement park where the &amp;#039;&amp;#039;job&amp;#039;&amp;#039; I want you to, &amp;#039;&amp;#039;by chance&amp;#039;&amp;#039; run into your friends. Can you do that? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;..........&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was impossible to refuse. No matter how absurd or lacking common sense, this was an &amp;#039;&amp;#039;order&amp;#039;&amp;#039;. But---&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;Was the Suzerain this kind of person? &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe, Ayano and Kazuma inherited the right Kannagi pedigree. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At the guess that made him feel more than a little shock, Ren was unable to control his dizziness. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;So, how is it? Do you feel something? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No, absolutely nothing&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hearing that answer that had absolutely no will to work, Ayano glared at Kazuma sitting next to her. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, she suddenly adverted her eyes as if saying &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I saw something unsightly&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma, who made her advert her eyes as if she saw something dirty, was stretching out his limbs, leaning on the bench dead tired, &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
while looking at the sky in a dull manner. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How to say it, it was that. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The image of an exhausted father, spending his very rare day off with the family. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Moreover, in this man&amp;#039;s situation, it wasn&amp;#039;t fatigue nor weakness, but he was simply lazying around because it was too bothersome, so &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
he looked even more slovenly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Then, what are we going to do? &amp;quot;, asked Ayano, her eyes averted, while sitting on the bench as far as possible. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Nothing much&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The return was even more lazy. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If it&amp;#039;s only this amusement park, I can cover the entire area from here. If something happens I&amp;#039;ll know right away. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Meaning, he will continue waiting here until something happens. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Things like youth, vitality, desire, faced with that speech unrelated to it all, Ayano exposed her disappointment. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;Why do you have to sit around stupefied, when we especially came to the amusement park? &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As if reading Ayano&amp;#039;s thoughts, Kazuma said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you want to play, you can go, I don&amp;#039;t mind. You don&amp;#039;t have any purpose coming here anyway. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;By myself? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma replied to Ayano&amp;#039;s crushed to death tone in a cool manner. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you want a companion, hang around there. The only thing I cannot about is your face. If you were to stay there in silence one or &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
two men will definitely approach you&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Having the urge to kick the bench Kazuma was entirely leaning on, Ayano controlled herself with great effort. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But even so thirst for blood leaked out and, like drawn by a tide, all the people in their surroundings disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t scare the customers. If you scatter killing intent in that manner it&amp;#039;s you who will become ghost story material. &amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Who&amp;#039;s----!? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She was about to shout who&amp;#039;s fault it is but Ayano held her tongue vexed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Atrociously glaring at Kazuma, his limbs untidily stretched out, she sat forcefully on the bench.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Humph, baka&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She didn&amp;#039;t understand herself why she was so peevish. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Aa? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a few minutes, Kazuma raised his voice in doubt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No, I don&amp;#039;t think it has anything to do with the job&amp;quot;, murmured Kazuma looking on the opposite side from Ayano&amp;#039;s glance. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano too followed his line of sight. In her center of vision were the toilets. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She was hungry for conversation so she didn&amp;#039;t scream &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;Then shut up!&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; like usual. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She asked the silent Kazuma once again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What is it? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Right now, a male garbage collector entered the women&amp;#039;s toilet&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;........&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano was silent.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Obviously, that had nothing to do with them. It didn&amp;#039;t but----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s kind of unpleasant&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Rather that unpleasant, that doesn&amp;#039;t normally happen, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In a casual tone, Kazuma compensated for her psychological disgust. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In an office building it&amp;#039;s normal for a female to clean the toilets intended for women. To say nothing of amusement facilities like &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
this where the customer gets maximum preference. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That sort of insensible behavior was impossible for the management. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But, it&amp;#039;s not like it&amp;#039;s illegal, right? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Perhaps. But, don&amp;#039;t approach him. If you act violently it can become a serious matter. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was an expression of confidence that if Ayano were to become involved, she would cause a disturbance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Raising her eyebrows, Ayano drew near Kazuma. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You still have something you haven&amp;#039;t told me. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A conclusion, not a question. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma confessed surprisingly obediently. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Employees of the amusement park have their identification and photo on their chest&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;And? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;The guy just now was different from his picture.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s an impostor! &amp;quot;, shouted Ayano.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But without mirroring her attitude, Kazuma declared with calm expression. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, I don&amp;#039;t know about that. Maybe he was substituted for someone else in a hurry&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;And that kind is cleaning the women&amp;#039;s toilets!? &amp;quot;, shouted Ayano in indignation. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She stared at the women&amp;#039;s toilet and the suspicious person inside with a sharp looks that could shoot out fire. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s a peeping tom of maybe he&amp;#039;s taking photos, it&amp;#039;s obviously the worst king of human being! Humph, he should be caught and thrown &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
into jail and beaten down by the guards! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not good deciding something like that arbitrarily and one-sided. Maybe it&amp;#039;s just a harmless guy satisfied only with sniffing &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the toilet bowls. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How is that harmless? &amp;quot;, retorted Ayano instantly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s clearly harmful! Rather, his guilt can only be compensated by the death penalty! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;.........well, if you say so&amp;quot;, approved Kazuma in an indifferent tone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He had no desire to protect the pervert bastard and to be hit by Ayano. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But---- we&amp;#039;re not the police or the security guard. Leave it to the specialists. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Now it&amp;#039;s not the time to be so relaxed!! What will happen if he runs while I&amp;#039;m calling someone? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Who knows....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma shrugged his shoulders, irresponsible from the bottom of his heart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Instantly Ayano frowned deeply and turned towards Kazuma a look loaded with as much contempt she could muster and turned away.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Without another glance she walked towards the women&amp;#039;s toilets with rough footsteps. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Stopping Ayano as a public service, it was clear Kazuma already lost the chance to do so. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The fake cleaning man in question appeared from the women&amp;#039;s toilets.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;...........&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anticipating the almost occurring disaster, Kazuma quietly looked at the sky. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Good grief! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While on an anger high, Ayano glared at Kazuma walking next to her. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you wouldn&amp;#039;t have stopped me, I would definitely have killed him! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;......Why kill him? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why let him live!? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano immediately retorted to Kazuma&amp;#039;s weak reply. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s common knowledge in human society peeking sons of bitched are punished by death! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;.......Having you explain common sense, the world turned unpleasant. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While looking at the sky he took a deep breath. And then Kazuma remembered the tragic event from a few minutes ago. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was extreme. Perhaps, she really had the intention of killing him. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was maybe natural that the security that rushed over judged Ayano to be the assailant. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What they saw was the man, already suffering of dull spasms but even so, the girl wearing the expression of a horned demoness was &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
relentlessly inflicting severe damage.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But you saw the contents of his bad, right? How many cameras full with peeking pictures of girls he had! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s good there was so much evidence. If there weren&amp;#039;t you would have been accused of assault-- no, attempted murder&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s fine, sex offenders have no rights anyway&amp;quot;, declared Ayano with a serious look. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;There&amp;#039;s no need for evidence or confessions. As soon as they&amp;#039;re discovered, a prompt execution! The death penalty! This planet &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
doesn&amp;#039;t have enough oxygen to waste on such things! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;.......I have no objection to that opinion&amp;quot;, nodded Kazuma removing tings like common sense or morals. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But, I have the feeling you should restrain yourself more when it comes to dealing with humans. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What? You mean to only half-kill and then forgive them? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No, to pick your place better&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma calmly declared such heartless words that far surpassed Ayano&amp;#039;s even in her angry state. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you don&amp;#039;t pick the place you&amp;#039;re like a beast. When killing someone do it where no one else would watch without leaving any &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
evidence --- it&amp;#039;s common sense in a civilized society, right? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;.......Having you explain common sense, the world turned unpleasant. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That moment when she replied so with a blank stare, Ayano&amp;#039;s gaze was fixed in the front. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Following that gaze, Kazuma unintentionally grimaced. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Listen to me, Ayano. Don&amp;#039;t cause any more disturbance---- &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She didn&amp;#039;t hear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano ran like the wind. Forward, to the two women cornered by four men. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With an attitude that was closer to a molester or abductor rather than a skirt-chaser, they were rubbing the bodies of those two &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
women ready to cry. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a few meters remaining between her and the actual spot, Ayano&amp;#039;s body flew in the air. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was a splendid jump. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;---huff!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wordless, Ayano kicked them in the middle of her jump. The outer edge of her foot sank in the man&amp;#039;s face embracing one girl and he &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
was blow off with a nose bleed the size of a water fountain.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;........it backfired, huh? &amp;quot;, murmured Kazuma gazing at the blown off man.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was his imagination maybe but Ayano&amp;#039;s behavior was even more violent that usual. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It seems she didn&amp;#039;t hear his sincere advice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The atrocious feast continued. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;eeh, ah, wha, wha&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In front of those men that had yet to understand the situation, Ayano landed soundlessly. And then--&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Bukeh!? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A front kick the closest man. Thrusting her tiptoe to the pit of his stomach, the man bent forward in anguish. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She kicked his jaw that presented itself so defenseless with her knee and then knocked down the head that was jumped up with her &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
elbow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The man fell like slapped to the ground. Other that his hands and legs twitching, he was unable to move. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After confirming that, Ayano turned to the other two. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Wha...y-you bitch&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What the fuck are you doing? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The remaining two finally understood and glared at Ayano, their shoulders trembling in anger. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But Ayano rushed to them with a monstrous glint in her eyes, their death penalty long before decided. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They put up a frantic resistance but, &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;B-bitch, hey, stop it........hii, kuh.......&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yu- Yuuto! Shit, f-forgive me.......keeeh.........&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The angry voices turned to shrieks and then went up to the level of battle death agony --- and then only the sound of heavy blown &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
remained. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That tragic event, the heavy and dull sound of wet blows reverberated and continued. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Men! &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Men! Fucking men! &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Giving of such wrath that would make even the Yakuza avoid her, Ayano was randomly swaggering around the park.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It&amp;#039;s obvious she was in the worst kind of temper. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
From the start she was more than ignorant when it comes down to sexual matters, an excessively pure girl.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The anger towards the other five baseless men she met after those two incidents expanded in disgust towards the entire gender and in &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
a certain way, that was the logical.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Of course, there was another reason she was mad but she wasn&amp;#039;t self aware of it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;This, is the worst! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, calm down. How to put this, walking next to you makes me embarrassed&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re noisy--- &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Unable to be indifferent, Kazuma gave her an honest advice but being perceived as a hostile man or rather the top of the list, his &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
words didn&amp;#039;t register with her. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Something like men, they should all disappear from this world! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;----What the heck, just because some unpleasant things happened today, you feel like turning half of the human race into your enemy? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Shut up! How about you&amp;#039;re the first to disappear? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Evaluating the situation as &amp;#039;&amp;#039;not treatable&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Kazuma exaggeratedly shrugged his shoulders and looked up at the sky. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Overhead, a huge Feeris Wheel was towering over the surroundings facing the heavens. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;.............&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma looked up at the Ferris Wheel slowly revolving and next, he changed his gaze to the girl coercing the surroundings and an &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
irritable presence.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;---Humph&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a nod, Kazuma started walking towards the Ferris Wheel. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;.................&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Inside the Ferris Wheel, Ayano kept silent without even trying to hide her ill-humor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She was standing diagonally from Kazuma looking the other way. Taking as much distance as possible in that narrow space, that was the &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
position that allowed for the most alertness. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
From that place Ayano was sending thorny glances towards Kazuma. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, he showed no reaction. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
From the time he boarded the Ferris Wheel until now, Kazuma didn&amp;#039;t say a word. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Comfortably crossing his legs, he looks outside without even acknowledging Ayano&amp;#039;s presence. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;..............&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Very uncomfortable, Ayano kept stirring in her place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She completely couldn&amp;#039;t understand Kazuma&amp;#039;s aim. Why did he want to ride the Ferris Wheel after all this time. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If he wanted to put her in a good mood, it would be better for him to say something---&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;Besides, what&amp;#039;s up with this? He kept ignoring me until now. I won&amp;#039;t feel better with just this much&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She glared at Kazuma while pouting but as expected, Kazuma in his relaxed attitude warded off Ayano&amp;#039;s anger. It was as if there was &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
no reaction. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To be able to maintain anger at someone who doesn&amp;#039;t react requires extraordinary willpower and perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano who was only sulking, was unable to do so. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma was silent. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thoroughly natural, he was just being there. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There wasn&amp;#039;t a single ripple. Like the smooth surface of the water, a serene presence. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano&amp;#039;s anger, her dissatisfaction, he accepted them quietly and took them in. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;.......that&amp;#039;s sly&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She didn&amp;#039;t quite understand what was sly about it but for some reason it made her displeased. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She was supposed to take offense but she couldn&amp;#039;t continue being angry. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Meaning that the mood stared to become pleasant. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;.......you swindler&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That small murmur was all Ayano could do right now to resist him. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;---Ooh&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For the first time in a while Kazuma opened his mouth. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I see Ren&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Huh? Where? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Forgetting the awkwardness until now, getting her face close to Kazuma&amp;#039;s, Ayano looked at the ground. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just right underneath the Ferris Wheel, there was Ren and his friends. They were playing some kind of game of tag and were restlessly &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
changing direction but they didn&amp;#039;t look like they were fighting. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ha ha, they seem to get along, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Searching for consent, she turned to Kazuma--- and at that time she finally realized she was dangerously close to him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;---!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She vigorously got away. But, not wanting to return to her former seat, for some reason she stood next to him. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;Th-there&amp;#039;s no deep meaning for siting here, it&amp;#039;s simply the closest---&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She desperately explained herself. Simultaneously she peeped at Kazuma&amp;#039;s reaction but the man next to her continued to look outside &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the same as always, without seeing the face of the girl blushing bright red. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But that doesn&amp;#039;t mean he was ignoring her either. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Right now she clearly understood it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She was being accepted.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Even without looking at each other, even without talking to each other, Kazuma was recognizing her existence. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The gentle atmosphere was saying &amp;#039;&amp;#039;You can be here&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As part of the same body, she was allowed next to him. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Expressing a smile, Ayano softly closed her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m glad I came&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;--- truthfully, from the bottom of her heart, she thought so. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Reeeen!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly called out, Ren turned around. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ayano was getting closer while waving her hand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Compared with the time they separated, she seemed in an especially good mood. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It seems that the Suzerain&amp;#039;s plan had results. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;We met at a good time. Do you want to eat together? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t mind&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While responding to Ayano&amp;#039;s smile with a smile of his own, Ren thought.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;But, what are we supposed to do about the job? &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was a hoax request from the beginning so it was impossible to settle it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thinking exactly the same thing, Ayano uncomfortably looked at Kazuma. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;By the way,  forgot about the job. What are we going to do? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma declared smoothly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Aah, about that, it&amp;#039;s already over&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brief period of silence. At those too surprising words, there was a time lag of ten seconds before she could comprehend. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;----Huh? When did you? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;While you half-killed that group of four men. &amp;quot;, declared Kazuma with a deadly serious face. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I found a distortion at a distance of a hundred meters and I exorcised it. Because I didn&amp;#039;t feel any other spirit sign, the job ended &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
there. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Is-is that so? &amp;quot;, murmured Ayano in admiration, taking seriously the big lie. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma nodded dignified, &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s right. Me and Ren did the job so you shouldn&amp;#039;t care about it&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ren too?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Aah, in the job this time Ren played a biiig role&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While gently brushing Ren&amp;#039;s head, Kazuma whispered close to his ear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;Is Suzerain the culprit ? &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;&amp;quot;----!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taken by surprise, the pure boy made the answer apparent with his reaction. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking up timidly noticing the fatal error, his brother&amp;#039;s lips were raised, showing a very bad smile indeed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You did very well&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Those words had almost an opposite effect for Ayano and Ren. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve...been found out........&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His body trembling, Ren frantically tried to speak. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;E, eeh, yeah.....ha ha ha......&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ha ha ha ha ha&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazuma responded with a dry smile to Ren&amp;#039;s frozen . And then, he pointed something that resembled a smiling face towards Kanon and &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Serisawa.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Both of you, that you very much for playing with Ren today. As his brother, I thank you very much- fu fu fu&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That face a thousand time more eloquent than words conveyed Kazuma&amp;#039;s true feeling to those two. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Understanding that everything had been seen through, the children changed their color. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No, no need.....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t, don&amp;#039;t worry about it........&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With pallid faces, but even so the the boys and girls bravely continued the play. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking at them, as if not understanding, Ayano grumbled dissatisfied. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hey, aren&amp;#039;t you kind of ignoring me somehow? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t worry about it. Thinking too deeply doesn&amp;#039;t suit you&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;......Hey, do you want to anger me that badly? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A dark something started welling in Ayano&amp;#039;s voice. But,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t want that at all. I simply stated my honest opinion&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s even worse!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Not changing for the better, Kazuma and Ayano started their usual antics. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After thinking they finally made some progress, they ended right back where they started. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ren watched attentively those two in silence. He would have stopped them by now usually but today, today only he didn&amp;#039;t feel like &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
getting in the way. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rather he wanted them to be even louder. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;If I were to do so, they will pay it back little by little---&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking at Ayano having fun while bantering with Kazuma, Ren strongly wished for it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Of course, that sort of good fortune was unlikely to come.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ayame</name></author>
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