“…… I see, is it a mistake? ”

But is that really the case?

It took about half an hour for Fuyuki and No. 111 to talk hard before they nodded suspiciously about what Yamato said.

But looking at Yamato's suspicious expression, you can know that most of the past half an hour has been nonsense. But anyway, it's been made clear, whether people believe it or not is someone's business, and there is no problem between Blowing Snow and 111.

And now there's something even more confusing going on. For example, these people have been tossing around the territory of the New Zealand Governor's Mansion for so long, and now they don't even see a ghost shadow of it.

"Then again, why haven't the New Zealanders come yet? It's been almost two hours, hasn't it? ”

Glancing at the wall clock on the wall, Fuxue said with some confusion.

Although the people in New Zealand are cowardly to death, and they have no eyesight at all, it doesn't mean that they are all stupid.

A VIP ran to your hotel and disappeared for nearly two hours, but no one even came in to ask questions. Although it is said to respect privacy, no one cares about the thunder and fire here, which is too people-oriented, right? Anyway, you have to have a few people to show that you're watching.

"I don't know, who knows what the hell they think?"

Picking up his hat and putting it on his head, Number 111 adjusts his clothes in front of the mirror.

"Ah, this is their well-coordinated outfit. I was supposed to show off, but now it's all crumpled......"

Wait a minute, I'll tidy up my clothes.

Number 111 looked at his image in the mirror and complained. Reach out and stroke the wrinkled area with the subspace.

After a while, the kung fu re-showed the image of that forest and domineering, and the brows of Fuxue, who was turning the flower rope on the side, twitched. Looking back, her operation accuracy couldn't even clean the kitchen, and she deeply felt that the gap between the ship's mother and the ship's mother was like a moat.

It's all people, it's all ship's mother, why is the gap so big? It's not like you don't work hard? It's obviously a batch that can be beaten, why is it so weak? Manipulation can't be considered combat power, right?

'Improvisation is really powerful, manipulation is nothing. Isn't it just a subspace? ’

Watch me blow it back.

Looking at No. 111, who had finally smoothed his clothes and breathed a sigh of relief, Fuyuki bit his nails and thought secretly.

"Alright. Let's go now. ”

put on the big black hat that was quite imposing on his head. No. 111 turned around and said with a serious face:

"Now go back to the staff. You two can do whatever you want, I warn you better not bother me, this is a diplomatic interview. ”

"But I didn't see any staff on the way here."

Yamato stood next to No. 111 and said to her with a serious face:

"If there were staff. There's no way I'm going to find two seniors like this, right? ”

"Wouldn't it? I was still here when I came. ”

"Just check it out?"

“…… That's right, too. ”

Blowing Snow tilted her head and thought about it. I think it's better to practice and know.

Say what is there a staff member, and when the time comes, just go and see it?

But after careful discussion, everyone found that it seemed that only Fuyuki had written down what the map looked like.

So Blowing Snow had an unlucky expression on her face, and led the two Yamato-type shipwives behind her to start a unique adventure in your hotel.

“…… How strange is that? ”

Why no one?

After looking for the third intersection, even the blowing snow muttered a little.

There wasn't even a single person in the huge expensive hotel. Whether it's the intersection or the staff break room, it's like someone has just left, and even the hot water and rice cooker are still running.

Obviously, when the snow blows, it is still full of staff, so it takes a while. In less than two hours, there was no living atmosphere in the entire hotel. Even after scanning with a subspace radar. I didn't feel any of the subspace flavor of the ship's mother.

Although it is said that in the face of this situation, as long as you break the window with a hammer, you can always get out. But the two Yamato types, who already had an inexplicable obsession, discussed it and decided together that they must find a staff member to take them out. Completely ignoring Fuyuki's face, 'Are you guys funny?' 's look of despair.

"There's definitely a problem here."

Walked to the fourth intersection, looking at the luxurious and elegant decoration and the empty standing position, Fuxue stood in place and said to the two behind him with a serious face:

"I think we're probably in a very delicate state of affairs right now."

"Murder in a closed room?"

Yamato, who was following him, raised his hand and replied, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Can we say something stylish? Murder in the secret room, this is the Governor's Palace? ”

"Is that the disappearance of the hotel staff? That sounds interesting......"

"Aren't you really sisters?"

Glancing at the almost two of them who were almost the same, Blowing Snow was contemptuous.

As a gendarmerie background, she is of course very different from these two newcomers who don't understand anything at all.

After sinking for a long time, looking at the beautifully decorated empty corridor, the captain's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"I'm afraid it's a matter of killing people for money, right?"

"Blowing snow-senpai, I have doubts about your intelligence."

"Less wordy! I'm just matching your way of thinking! ”

"Yamato doesn't care about her, her IQ is like this in her life."

"Did you two suddenly get on good terms?!"

Looking at the two people who were muttering like long-tongued women, Fuyuki suddenly had an urge to run away.

"Anyway, you can just go out, right?"

No. 111 lowered his head and thought about it, and said in a low voice:

"But I don't know why I just don't want to leave, I always feel like I've lost somewhere......"

"Senior No. 111 is right, if you go out, you will lose!"

"Enough for the two of you!"

Looking at the two Yamato types whose bands coincided more and more, Fukiyuki couldn't help but exclaim:

"Aren't you going to engage in diplomacy? Knock on the door, smash the window, go directly from the main door, follow you! ”

"But then I always feel like I'm throwing in the towel......"

"Huh?!"

"It's okay, I can stay here and do whatever I want."

"I said, are you really here for a diplomatic interview? Aren't you really here to play? ”

"The Admiral gave us two years off, and we can do whatever we want at this time, and we can only say a word if we don't do diplomacy. I don't care if it's diplomacy or not, I can't beat us anyway. Walk around and see everywhere! ”

"Your admiral is really a shipwreck like you who has poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, I really ......"

Are you really the Pacific Fleet?

Looking at No. 111, who began to rampage in your hotel, Fuyuki couldn't help but reach out and cover his face. I can't bear to watch this funny scene again. (To be continued......)