“Blanc, can I go out for a moment?”

    “Where?”

    “This is Ellie’s office outside. Suddenly, the crybaby’s screaming is gone.”

    “Huh? Really? Did it go in?”

    “Maybe not. Who knows, maybe the crybaby will give up and sit at the door and cry.”

    “Hyewon is crying… Hmm, that’s nonsense.”

    “Anyway, I’ll go and check it out.”

    “Ah, shouldn’t I tell you what to pack before you go?”

    “Oh, please just take 2 of each, except for that line. I took everything else.”

    “Haa… There are still so many. What are these many?”

    “Because that’s all the weapons you’ve ever been hit with.”

    “Well, there were times when I didn’t know how to respond because the weapon changed every time I saw it. I’ve been hit by it many times too.”

    “Isn’t this because you were worried about how to adapt and respond to weapons with different speeds and weights? Do you think it’s because you’re too good?”

    “Is that a compliment?”

    “It’s cursing. Cursing. How annoying. Do you know how hard it is to change the way you respond?”

    “I know very well that I can change it to fit that.”

    “Haa… I can’t even argue with you. You don’t give in to anything.”

    “I don’t want to lose to you at all. Besides, if I lose, you wouldn’t like it, right?”

    “That’s right. You know this stuff well.”

    “Go quickly. If Ellie isn’t opening the door, go and persuade her to open it.”

    “I’ll take care of that. Okay.”

    I feel like talking to Blanc any longer will just give me a headache.

    Even without that, my head feels strangely refreshed.

    When will I ever feel this refreshed again?

    Even if it was just for the sake of the refreshing feeling I had after a long time, I had no choice but to avoid Blanc for a while.

    When I came out of the warehouse, as expected, the crybaby was sitting in front of the door.

    Well, I wasn’t really struggling, so I guess I got it half right.

    “Hey, crybaby. What are you doing?”

    “Ah, wait Ellie.”

    “You’re waiting?”

    “Why?”

    “No, I thought you would have broken down the door and entered Ellie’s room… ”

    “You’re going to break into this room? This wall? No matter how much I do, that’s impossible.”

    “You seem to know your subject well. That’s right. No matter how much Blanc hits this wall, it’s barely enough to protect it. Well, if it’s excessive protection, it’s excessive. But I thought you’d be crying while knocking on the door. You’re not.”

    “No, I’m not a kid who’s throwing a tantrum. Sigh… ”

    “Well, looking at you, I guess you tried.”

    “That’s right. Well, Ellie is begging like that. What can I do?”

    “Huh? Do you trust Ellie?”

    “Huh…? Why?”

    “No, if Ellie lied to you and called you dirty and then didn’t clean up and just sat around in her tidy office, you’d feel betrayed.”

    “Hmm… I don’t think Ellie would do that.”

    “I can proudly say that I’ve met Ellie more often than you, but are you ignoring my advice?”

    It’s true that Ellie’s room is dirty.

    I don’t know why, but the office was full of papers and clothes… If it’s true that geniuses use dirty desks, then Eli would probably be the second smartest person in the world.

    If you think about how neat the boss’s desk was, you can see that the proposition isn’t true in the first place.

    But why did I even try to tease the crybaby by saying something like this?

    Is it because I can’t believe that he trusts Ellie that much?

    Ellie is also a villain, so I couldn’t understand why people trusted her so much.

    “Do you really trust Eli?”

    “What, what’s there to disbelieve?”

    “I’m sure I didn’t do anything to make you trust me?”

    “Well, if he’s fooling me, I can just give him a quick scolding. I’m definitely stronger than him, right?”

    “Ah, was it confidence that came from brute force? But, you must remember that Ellie is a brainy type who fights with her head, not her physical strength.”

    “If you think about it like that, I think I’ll win. Anyway, that’s it.”

    “No matter what, I don’t think that’s a reason to trust Ellie.”

    “That’s right. Do you need a reason to trust someone? It’s hard to explain it by making it up again and again.”

    “I wonder what your true feelings are. Do you trust the villain?”

    “I don’t trust villains.”

    “But. Ellie, do you trust me?”

    But there is something contradictory in what you said.

    Are you aware of that contradiction?

    Or is there a reason to believe in us while ignoring and rejecting that contradiction?

    “Why? What’s the problem that makes you look at me like that?”

    Seeing a crybaby with a confused expression.

    If it were normal, I would have joked around and said it was funny, but now it feels a little different.

    Oh, you said the crybaby caught you staring?

    The expression is the same though…?

    “We are villains. Don’t you find anything strange about what you say?”

    “What’s weird? Did I say something wrong?”

    “We are villains. But you said you don’t trust villains. And yet you trust us? Doesn’t that seem contradictory to you?”

    “I really don’t know what’s weird. Yeah.”

    “You, really… ”

    “Let’s think simply. Why do we live so complicatedly? Huh?”

    Just listening to the annoying crybaby’s words, I was dumbfounded.

    I didn’t have the strength to ask any more, but I asked one last time anyway.

    “Haa… I don’t want to waste time on this. Let’s think about it simply. Aren’t we villains? But why, why… ”

    “Just because it’s you guys, I believe it. Oh, right. Vine, can you open the door to Ellis? Can you open it for me? Wouldn’t it be better if you opened it for me rather than wasting time?”

    “What is that… Sigh… ”

    To the question, why?

    If I just get the answer ‘just’… what should I do…?

    “Yes, you can open it… but I can’t take responsibility for whether Ellie will trust you or feel deeply betrayed. You have to endure it yourself.”

    “Why are you putting up with something like that, Maniya… ”

    The crybaby, lamenting like that, knocked on the door he was leaning on and called Ellie.

    “Ellie, are you done cleaning?”

    If you still hear the thumping sound inside the door, it looks like they’re still cleaning up.

    “Oh, right. What did you just say, believe it or not? Is there really anything to endure? Is it all just as I see it?”

    “Even if you were listening to everything, the question I asked. The question about trust is not limited to this.”

    “I didn’t answer with limited content only here.”

    “Judgement of people is simple, but not easy.”

    “I know, I know everything. What’s wrong with you today, Vinnie? Did someone betray you? Did you get in a fight on the internet? Did Ellie say something to you?”

    “No, isn’t that weird?”

    “Now is not the time to talk about that.”

    “Haa… Okay. Let’s open it and take a look.”

    There’s something fishy going on, but I have to open the door and take a look.

    He knocks on the door and calls Ellie again.

    “Ellie. Going in?”

    “Vine! Oh, no! Wait a minute!”

    “There’s no time. What are you going to do when you can’t even let the crybaby in? He won’t come back anyway.”

    “It’s important! Just wait a minute!! Just a little bit will do!”

    “That little bit should have been done while Blanc and I were sorting things out. We all know how… serious it is in here anyway.”

    “No, no! I said no!”

    “Enter.”

    Ellie’s room, put your fingerprint on the lock.

    The sound of the door lock opening and the sound of the automatic door motor moving…

    “Eek?! That’s right! No! No, no! Stop it. Ugh!!”

    Oh, you’re blocking it with force.

    “Ellie, are you hurt?”

    “No, seriously, this won’t work! This really won’t work, so please just hold on a little bit?”

    “Ellie, let go. You can’t stop it anyway with your strength.”

    “No, uh, ugh?!”

    The door was shaking and wouldn’t open, so I opened it with my own hands.

    I must have been holding the door so hard that when it opened, Ellie fell over and crushed me.

    Even though Ellie wasn’t that heavy, it didn’t hurt… well, what should I say…

    It’s an embarrassing position…

    “Ellie… ”

    “Vine… That, that… That, that over there… ”

    “I… how quickly… this comes out… it’s uncomfortable… ”

    “Uh, um… uh, yeah… ”

    “I told you not to resist and just open it… ”

    “Mi, sorry… But, but… ”

    I look around her room, behind Ellie.

    Still, it seems that it is true that he has organized it to some extent, and the parts that he can touch are organized…

    On top of a bookshelf that is out of reach… or in a storage room…

    Those places were still a mess…

    A state where only that part of the road you pass by is empty of objects.

    In fact, the documents and things that were piled up along that long road were half as tall as my height…

    It has decreased a lot now though.

    “Ellie, come out.”

    “Ah, uh, yeah… ”

    “Crybaby, let’s go in. It’s pretty clean. I guess I left it in a storage room somewhere.”

    “Yeah… Yeah, I see… ”

    The crybaby with a bewildered expression said, “There’s nothing I can do about it.”

    Isn’t this entirely your fault, Ellie?

    That’s why you should have cleaned up well before you went out.

    Don’t look at the crybaby with a world-ending expression because you found out about this.

    “Ah, no… citrus, that thing… ”

    “Why are you doing that?”

    “Ugh… ”

    “What’s the problem, again. Haa… Binena and you. Why are you like this today?”

    “Ah, ugh… ”

    “Hey, why is your face red? Are you embarrassed by your mess?”

    Ellie just put her head in my arms.

    Your cheeks are warm. More so than usual.

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