"Uh... right, Panel-kun, what do you think about the changes in the Twisted Aberration?" After hesitating again and again, Jiu Ming still raised the question. Ever since Panel-kun's suggestion had been rejected that time, it had never brought up the matter again, its attitude remaining unclear.
A faint glimmer flashed before Jiu Ming's eyes, and the panel unfolded before him once more.
[The current changes fall within an acceptable "benign" range, but change is ultimately an uncertainty. I will keep watch over the Twisted Aberration. When the time comes, I will naturally notify you of what needs to be done. You have great potential in matters of fortune. Work hard.]
"Eh!? If you can keep watch over it, you still can't figure out what's going on here?" Jiu Ming realized that the Twisted Aberration Panel-kun meant was probably the one inside the Mysterious Shop.
[You can use an instrument to inspect the amount of gas in a trachea, but without addition and subtraction, can you determine how much gas leaked out?]
"Tch, that's all there is to it." Jiu Ming curled his lip, ending the topic there. He would not reveal the Twisted Aberration's changes just because of Panel-kun's words—not because he feared Panel-kun was fishing for answers, but because he feared that situation would be classified by Panel-kun as unacceptable, and everyone would have the whole pot overturned on them.
Looking at it that way, "Ninth Sister" had also strutted over Panel-kun's bottom line once. Holy crap, suddenly I feel like my previous situation was ridiculously dangerous. If Panel-kun had snapped back then, there would have been no need for me to act at all—it would have picked up a knife and gone into battle personally.
Tsk tsk, and it said it did not have