When I knock on the door, I get a response from inside saying "go ahead," and Seijo opens the door.
Other than Andersen, Seijou and Valor are pointing toward each other.
"Excuse me... old man. What are you doing?
Saijo says as he looks around the room.
The desk and chair are being moved back, Biella is sleeping in big letters with her stomach turned up, and Takeo was sleeping under the desk.
Of course, the small gun modification 1 is closed.
"Mm-hmm... a little mentally I can't follow.
I know we have to exchange lives on the battlefield.
As a spectacle... "
Takeo says as he wakes up his body and sits down.
"Well. Maybe when you come from another country that doesn't have a fighting field, you do at first.
Seijo laughs bitterly.
"So? Why are you dropping by your desk?
"That's it.
Takeo points.
"Ah. The hole..."
Seijo makes a subtle face.
"Mr. Seijo. Should I tell the facility manager?
"Probably."
and I hear cheers from those in the arena.
"Director. It's over.
Andersen turns his attention to Takeo.
"What's the result?
"... you lost the Elves.
I don't know about death, etc., but it seems everyone is unconscious.
"... is that right?
Mr. Seijo. Do you think you can buy a gladiator?
Takeo asks Seijo as he elbows on his knees and puts his face on.
"Mm-hmm. That's the elf my old man said before.
There should be no problem if the contractors interact with each other.
I just don't think the popular gladiators will be sold as a source of wealth though.
"Really?
Ma. In fact, would you like to talk to the administrator of this facility and ask if I can buy it?
So. Seijo, how did you get here?
They're watching us, aren't they?
"Grandma. Did you know?
"My child said something like Seijo, your spiritual signs are nearby.
Nothing. We're not here to hide or do anything.
I don't even care because I'm just here to make dignified purchases and sales.
"Oh. I see. That's where I found out.
Huh. This really doesn't make any sense to tail.
"I'm telling you, Seijo, what you came here to do rather than be informed about the content of the negotiations.
I'm not here to do anything else.
You're wasting your time chasing us, aren't you?
Valor narrows his eyes to Takeo's words.
"Hmm..."
"Well. The cleaning... well, if you left it at the end, it would be good.
Do you want your desk back?
Everybody, let's get you back in position.
Seijo, do you and Mr. Spirit make tea?
"" Yes.
Takeo and the others move out.
"Tea is delicious.
"Hmm... I see.
Sitting in the reception chair where Seijo and Valor were undone, Takeo nods as he sips his brewed tea.
"I'm sorry.
If I were you, I'd be a samurai... "
Takeo says with a bitter smile.
"I don't mind at all.
Right. Valor.
"It would be superior in human creation.
It's very tasty.
And Lord Kitamizato. I'm fine with Valor.
"Okay.
Takeo nods.
and when the room is knocked and Takeo gives permission, a decent man and a few people in work clothes come in.
"Excuse me.
I will be the one entrusted with this facility.
Mission Hall. I heard you damaged the interior a little.
"Thank you for your time.
I am so sorry for the damage done to the building due to my lack of control.
I asked you to come and talk to me to help me figure it out with my hand.
Takeo stands up and bows his head deeply.
Makes the facility manager look a little surprised for a moment at how it looks.
Seijo and Barroll travel with tea to a chair on the viewer's side of the wall.
"No. I'm glad you didn't have any injuries to the mission hall.
This building has also been around for years. Planned repairs have been made everywhere.
It's quite a difficult thing.
At first, it wasn't brittle... "
"Thank you for saying that.
Thank you, we will manage to cover the cost of materials and labor even if it is not very expensive.
Takeo bows his head deeply again.
"Yes. Okay.
But it's also our fault that we forgot to investigate the fragility of the facility.
So... may the mission hall cover the cost of materials, and let us look at other labor costs, etc.
So I'd like to hand it to you.
"Yes.
There's nothing wrong with that condition.
Best regards,
Please take a seat.
Takeo nodded with a strange look and recommended a seat.
Seijo and Valor watch how it goes without saying anything, but in the brain.
(Valor, what do you mean, this?
(True. I don't have enough ideas.
(Yes, sir. So?)
(In this case, in fact, no matter how the walls in the mission rooms of other countries broke, "Is that a ploy to plunge us?" It's no surprise he told the director of the facility.
In fact, this wall was exposed to brittleness. There's no excuse for being targeted.
Then there will be enough cases for the state to decide in discussions with each other.
Yet that Mitsuhito admitted his inaction from his head and asked him to settle it on this occasion.
(Hmm.)
(Because the position is reversed here, the facility manager may make a high charge, but the other party is an envoy from another country.
As a facility manager, I cannot judge the good or bad for being given the impression that the report is "the lowest negotiator who sees his feet", both as a state and as an organization.
However, Mitsuhito first pushed with his hand to assume that he would pay on this occasion.
(i.e.?)
(The Facility Manager said to take it out of both sides and make it "something we didn't do" with each other.
And you accepted it, too.
(Ho.
(Ha... Miren is a boulder.
(Don't take a big sigh.
Takeo and the director of the facility were discussing specific monetary agreements outside of Seijo's brain conversation.