Now it's time for us to go back to Hare.

I am impressed by the fact that I have arrived safely at my destination by squeezing my hands together. It was a few minutes ago that Zozo told me not to give up and try again when I tried to go home with a normal demon.

Without fail, the magic succeeded brilliantly and held her thoughtfully because of her sense of security and accomplishment.

I thought it was a beast for a moment because the momentum was too great, but Mr. Zozo is still a good senior. Even if he's smaller than me, he looks bigger.

I tried to apologize to her again with that flow, but before I apologized, I ended up feeling depressed because I was magically sewn up with my upper and lower lips.

All I had was a mugmug and a roaring voice.

"So, this is the leaf you were touching?

Mr. Arquez takes the brown leaves and narrows his eyes. He had the tip of a leaf and was spinning a circle.

"Mr. Zozo's pull is the one he took from under the demon."

Peek at it from behind him and I'll give you another dead leaf. The leaves Mr. Arquez has are brown. The leaves I offered are green.

Actually, just in case, they had two pulls for me. What a good user demon. That's Mr. Zozo's feather lion, well dressed. But even Lara hasn't lost... so what am I competing for?

"If there's two of them, they might show up clearly"

What we have now is Hare's backyard. It is a place where officials come and rest. Just the right place to rest your tired body, such as a chair made of marutai or a water drinking area on a fishing floor made of cloth the size of which each person can sleep on.

And no matter what you hide, I just failed to come on the magic team. I didn't tell anyone, but it makes me want to shrink. Don't look at me, don't look at me dumb.

"Please"

"Arquez, please."

"What, well, leave it to me"

Me and Zozo had come here to ask Mr. Arquez to do some leaf memory detection. He was just on his lunch break.

When he returned, there were fewer demons and clients in the hare, and apparently the time had passed when his busy schedule culminated.

"Looking forward to seeing what it looks like ~"

"Deputy Director Arquez, please."

I'm not the deputy director.

Besides us, there were other employees here. White and black uniforms are interwoven and lively.

They were the ones who couldn't get into a break then. They were all having lunch talking about stupidity because the job was finally settled. Some people are eating rice with a mog and snack in one hand.

Good, I want to get to dinner soon, too.

But if you don't finish the requisition soon enough for Mr. Malaya, you won't be able to calm down and have dinner or anything.

I was with the kid when I left Hare, but I couldn't help but see that her hindsight was somehow smaller than the kid I was next door to.

"You're eating bugs."

Everyone surrounds him with leaves and pays attention to it.

Two dead leaves with no weirdness whatsoever. No one would think that there was something important hidden in this, not just normal people, but anyone but people who didn't know why.

"I want to be able to use memory detection soon, too."

"Yeah, yeah, I'll do my best with you"

I am still unable to detect my memory and I am currently in training. Mr. Zozo doesn't seem to like it either, so I decide to leave this to Mr. Arquez, who is good at it, or can do it normally.

I was slightly tempted to ask someone else for the job we brought back. Even though he kept sitting in our seats instead of us away from reception.

But if I went back and asked him not to sign up early, he told me to ask more and more people who could because it was not my personal job. It's true that Hare's work is like we're all turning it around, so when they say that, it makes me feel a little lighter.

But I don't like to rely on people all the time. I want to be a wizard, a human, that one day will be relied upon, that makes me want to rely.

All right, everybody, just stay away from me.

When he says that to his companions around him, he points his index finger at the leaves he places on the ground.

The operator must not divert attention from the subject.

And he turned his fingers anti-clockwise glued, and Mr. Arquez began to cast a spell as he did.

- - - Pooh...

After a while, a small light is created over its leaves. A light smaller than the tip of the pinky finger. Then the light gradually grew larger, and when it squeezed smaller again, the black oxen began to apply over the leaves. It also looks like fog.

The gradually increasing magnitude eventually deformed into some form.

"Is this the third thing Nanary saw?

One of the officials, the glasses woman, sister Harris, said so and slapped me on the shoulder.

"Yes, this is it. Three on the side."

Three red-purple eyes float there, though not yet fully shaped.

Mr. Arquez stopped counter-clockwise and turned it back clockwise.

Then the black jade becomes thicker and denser and more shaped than just now.

"Is this who you are?"

Mr. Arquez stopped his finger.

What we see in our eyes is a black, big object, a creature, walking on all fours. In some cases, he was physically fit to walk on both legs. There are three glowing eyes in parts like the face. Her tongue was unusually long and even about her chest. The ear-like thing on both sides of his face was sharp and alien. The teeth are sharp and stick out of the edge of the mouth two at a time. Skin? Skin? The hairs, etc. did not grow as I saw them in, and like this, it was teetering. Black light, or it feels like it's sticky. I can't touch it, so I don't know that much.

Let me just say one word.

Disgusting.

"You sound like a dead man's tongue."

"Is that what a corpse tongue is?

Mm-hmm. Roars as Mr. Arquez holds his mouth.

A human tongue?

All of a sudden a noisy word popped up.

A corpse.

"It's not that long... I found a human body there when I went to investigate. The body was worn out vertically, but my tongue was spooky at the time. It wasn't as unusual in length as this demon, but it looks a lot like the tongue of that man who lost his temper."

"Who are the other animals?

"Different shapes. Take a good look. You can tell by the roundness, the thickness, the tongue of our own."

To his words, Mr. Zozo, who was next door, showed me his tongue.

Indeed, the human tongue is more akin to that of the demon than the tongues of Lara and Phoenix and the feathered lion of Lucos.

"As we all know, there is no form set for demons. It can be said to humans that the structure is the same, but with different faces, different heights, different personalities, different magic types that can be used. Demons are more than that. But that unique magic is common to all demons. The power to retain in your body as a source of activity, that disastrous demon power. Thanks to its characteristics, the art of exorcism exists, and it has no shape, but the colors are determined to be black, turbid green, and gray. It's also somewhat easy to discern"

"So this time, is it settled?"

"It won't be long to think about it"

When Mr. Arquez says so, he single-handedly takes the snack one of his fellow workers had and eats it. I didn't know you were going to eat muscha muscha of people's eating... malpractice or bravery or sloppiness. I can't believe you're eating this.

I asked for this on my way to lunch, so maybe I was hungry. I'm free now, too. But I don't eat people's stuff just fine.

"But Arquez. Have you ever seen this demonic form anywhere? I know the demons don't have the shape they want, but they do recognize something."

"Hmm? Ah......, sure"

Sister Harris leans her neck and thinks. Mr. Arquez nodded as he mogged his mouth at her words, but he looked at him as if he couldn't remember either.

Everyone around me seems to remember something, and I'm thinking about it.

I thought I saw this demon somewhere. It's not like I actually saw it, it's like a painting or something.

"Right, maybe not that one? Dr. Aristotle Pigli's Papers"

You came with a pin, Mr. Zozo slaps his hand.

Dr. Aristotle......

He was definitely the one doing the research on demons. The man has made a research presentation about demons last year.

[Evil minded life form. alien being different from magical animals] under the heading.

"There is no inherent brackets in a thing called a demon, a thing that is far beyond human expectations, a thing that threatens our lives and causes disaster, all in all, a demon thing. I call it a demon. '

"The boundaries with magical animals are ambiguous, but if we looked at aggressiveness, biological aspects, magic, etc. when classifying them, the answer would normally be, and we would have seen it ourselves"

'But even that classification is difficult to come by demons, and one thing we know is that those things live by eating magical people and things. That's why they attack humans, eat them, and magic animals are also targeted for their predation. They don't eat grass. "

"In this study, I looked up the body of one demon to explore the answer to how the demon was born."

"Then the result was astonishing, and what a human being the demon was."

'I'm not sure if it mutated, but the first thing I saw was definitely not in the human form, it was a four-legged beast. Fangs are sharp, skin is sticky green'

'But if you do an autopsy, your guts and genitals are made only by humans. We've decided that this demon was probably mutated by a human man'

"Bones are also completely human objects, and are seen as things that forced bone placement to change and mutate into such quadrupedal walking"

"We still don't know how this demon became alien, but maybe the thing called demon isn't funny when at least we humans with magic become"

What he showed the world with the announcement was a demonic painting that looked disgusting. Correctly a precept by the Doctor.

Except for the long tongue and the fact that the colour was not black, the shape remained exactly what Dr. Aristotle called a demon.

I haven't been touched about my eyes, but the painting has three eyes.

I wonder if it's the same as this.

I'm thrilled with Mr. Zozo's words.

When I thought that was an ex-human, I was kind of suddenly scared. I feel like I've been shown up close to being the same creature that we are, turning into such a disgusting creature. Unpleasantly vivid.

Everyone laughed at what she said, no way, but the expression was rude if there was no inner denial. I don't suppose any of us have any idea of abandoning that possibility.

But then... if this demon was human, then who is it?

Nor was the ex-human demon that Dr. Aristotle discovered able to find out who he was after all. They tried to find him from someone who went missing that time of year, but I can't help but judge Hare because there are hundreds of people missing every year, including other countries. It seems difficult to find because it is difficult to investigate beyond the country.

"In the meantime, I'll keep a memory of this figure"

When Mr. Arquez moves this demon figure onto paper, he gives me that paper. They said to put this painting on the requisition. This painting was important because I don't know anything about the features other than their appearance. Thank you and show Mr. Zozo the paper. She put her hand on my shoulder, thanking him as well, when she sent him a glance of respect that she was as clever as ever.

"Me and Nanary are going to make a request. Once I can, I'll check with my client and stick it out on the bulletin board, but I need the director to see it later."

"To the director?

She invited me into the building as she pulled the back door.

Strangely, why to the director? If you ask, yeah, you didn't say it yet, and I put my index finger up.

"Hare, there's going to be harm to the kingdom... demons, and I have a decision I need to give information to the Kings and Knights when such a request is made. Maybe it's like a pact."

Let the information flow smoothly for peace, do you mean?

"You did, didn't you"

"Sure, you're gonna get your client a proper permit, right? Because boulders also contain personal information."

"Well, Chief, I'm sure you'll be in a bad mood."

Sister Harris puts her hand on Mr. Zozo's shoulder and peeks into my face from behind.

I've rocked my crusty light brown hair and seen it with a lively look.

"When I report it, I have to go directly to the castle. See, the Knights' captain and the director aren't close, are they?

Why do you look so entertained when it's about the director being in a bad mood? The eyes behind the glasses are glowing.

But I've seen the director in a bad mood many times, but I've never seen him meet in person. Would it be more awesome if I met you? Haunted bugs, maybe we're not talking about throwing salt.

Then a few minutes later, the requisition was completed.

Additional to that request, Gorda Klein also wrote down her features. Short burnt brown hair, growing moustache, large. The outfit will communicate details of the missing person's clothes, etc.

Mr. Malaya asked Hare to come back and check the contents before sundown and sign it.

"Looking for people! 'and under the letters marked' big fat ', insert the words' Demon Note/Urgent 'in red. This way the demon eats up faster than usual.

As early as today, we may find someone to take the request.

When I told Mr. Malaya that there was a demon in the East Forest, he was surprised and at the same time convinced that...

After all?

Did you know anything about her reaction? And I listen. As hard as it seems to say, Mr. Malaya told me why he looked at me when he said he was sorry.

I didn't tell you when I first came here, but the truth is that Pockel had recently stopped stopping at the edge of the fence to avoid the East Forest. The forest also feels wetter than before, and she and your husband talked about it several times.

But nothing was harmed, and he left it alone because there was not so much impact.

Besides, I just heard that Pockel had escaped because I didn't know how or how Pockel had escaped.

"You will find, will you..."

Her client, after signing it, zeroed that out. But soon afterwards, if I didn't believe it, who would believe it? I said how lonely I am.

I guess I'm anxious and I can't help it, and my brow drops.

I can't stay or not if I want to be my own family. I can't wait all day. Thinking of it, Mr. Malaya has been for the past day and a half...... I have a little kid, and he smiled when I gave up, but he seemed pretty impossible.

The matter of the disappearance of the North Forest has not yet been resolved or discovered, which makes me unnecessarily anxious.

"It's easy, I can't say, but we all wish your husband well. Let's leave the rest to the demons."

That's what Mr. Zozo said to her as she settled down in the wooden chair.

●●●●●●●●●●●●

"Sir, can you find me?"

After Mr. Malaya left, he stuck it on the bulletin board: 'Find people!' I look at the requisition and squeal. I mean, there's Mr. Zozo next door, so he doesn't even talk to himself.

"All this has to do is get the demons to do their best."

The sunset sets through the window. I sighed with her, staring at the red light.

"Nanary hasn't had dinner yet, has she? Shall we go eat after this as promised?"

"Yes.... ah"

My stomach rings.

"What's going on?

"No, you know, I'm sorry I made a promise after this."

"Oh, I'm good... Is your stomach okay?

I had a promise to the Duke.

"It's okay."

We still have a little while until the star bell rings, but we don't have time for dinner. No, there is, but if you want to eat anyway, I want to put it in my stomach after I run out of errands and nothing. I hate to say no to Zozo's invitation, but I can't help it all.

Speaking of which, I hadn't taken a good and proper look at that handkerchief brought from the Duke yet. They asked me to come here, but I wonder if there's a place in that cloth.

I'll try to sneak the handkerchief out of the sachet so she can't see me next door. I didn't make any noise. I spread the cloth slowly and it said "Behind the Duke's Mansion."

'There's something I want to make sure of. I was just about to ask someone. "

I was saying that, but what the hell is the purpose? I can't deny it felt like I suddenly came up with it. Either way, it must have been a hassle.

But I'm happy to be relied upon, so while I feel frigid, I want to do what I'm entrusted with perfectly without fail.

But at all, when it comes to him, it doesn't happen. (Pretend not to look at what went from me to there at this time)

I don't have time for dinner, and I'm still hungry.

"Hey, Nanary"

"Yes?"

"The Duke of Rockman's house where we moved today, right?

"Yes."

"I envy you ~. You were in the same grade as your kids, weren't you? You're my friend."

"No! Absolutely! We are not friends!

"Huh? Oh, yeah?

She hasn't heard anything detailed since that metastasis. It's just that this can happen, and he consoled me and encouraged me.

But he was still wondering why he transferred over there. I thought we were close enough to come to mind, but it spilled.

"In the first place..."

But it's not enough to hide it, so I'll tell you the details. I want you to explain everything in detail and understand what it's like to recruit.

Don't hide the fact that the two of you are humiliating numbers in you or that he is your enemy.

"Oh, you were such a student."

Mr. Zozo is nodding and listening to me. I see, you did, and you ask me personally.

In the past, we've all told Nike about Benjamin, Maris and many other friends, and they've all wet their pillows with tears because they can't seriously ask, "Yes, yes, I'm an octopus in my ear," or "More than that, you are." He didn't deal with me at last. I can't believe Benjamin. That's how my story was reported with Satanas. If her lovely romance story is still true, my story is that Satanas fell in the hallway, which is less than the story.

Mr. Zozo seemed to God to listen to me from start to finish, perhaps because I was new to that story.

I still need something called heart support.

Become a Zozo believer today.

"So, you're a friend after all, aren't you?

"Absolutely!"

Destroyed.