"Don't you think this kind of life is a little too peaceful?"
"I think occasionally bringing you some unexpected surprises would be quite a nice thing."
A life without shocks or joys.
Was bound to be a little boring.
Orsaga felt.
At the very least.
He was quite professional when it came to delivering bad news—practically in the professional league.
Thus, every so often, he would go make a little commotion in their lair.
It could be considered adding quite a few extra colors to their otherwise flavorless daily lives.
"Nice my ass, I XXX..."
Listening to the other party's curses.
Orsaga, feeling that his good intentions had been wasted, could only reveal a bitter smile at being misunderstood.
Which made the other party even more enraged.
Today.
He had been so very kind.
Touching, truly, he was crying.
After Pennywise calmed down.
Still maintaining the joker form.
He suddenly sensed something.
He then turned his gaze in another direction, his sight passing through the barriers of world after world and reaching the deepest part of the Inner World, a place named—Jili.
His gaze swept back and forth across everything within.
Then.
He remarked rather disdainfully:
"The story is about to begin again..."
Just as Orsaga knew about the cycles.
An existence like Pennywise naturally understood the situation quite well.
In His eyes.
This was Gann's little game, using endless cycles to seek out the story's most perfect ending.
It clearly had no meaning.
Yet Gann simply liked doing it.
It really did feel like the behavior of someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder...
If He could.
He truly wanted to say that none of this was necessary.
They could just make do and get by.
But unfortunately.
Gann did not want to listen.
Thinking of this.
He also felt an