a spill shop
　The name, of course, was known to Ray.
　No, I'm right that I've had some contact with the merchant... Tris during the winter.

"No way, it's a Spirited Dealer,"

　The rest of us had heard a little about Spiel's business from Ray.
　Bune, in particular, doesn't have a very good impression because he hears that Tris was once trying to buy white clouds from Pamidor.

"Then your Lord..."
"Yes, Mr. Tris,"

　Now that we've come this far, we've decided that we don't need to hide anymore. Terry easily nods back to Ray's words.
　Seeing Terry like that, Ray nods inwardly.
　For a moment... it was only a moment, but I was wondering if it was Tris who planned this.
　But if you think about it, will the other party who has been working on Ray bother to call you?
　Decide so, and immediately dismiss the idea that comes into your head.
　Then Ray asks Terry, caressing Seto, who somehow rubbed his head against him.

"And what should I do with Seto? ... I don't think I can go in."

　I wonder if it was because I ate a lot of things during the winter, or if it was just a growing season...the current set is about three meters long.
　Now that it had grown to that size, it was a little impossible to enter through someone's door.

(If it gets bigger, wouldn't it be difficult to get into dungeons? The passageway inside is quite wide, but the entrance is quite narrow.)

　Ray suddenly has such anxiety, but he remembers that Seto has the skill to temporarily change the size of his body and is convinced.
　...I was moving through a narrow aisle wondering what would happen if Sett's resizing skills ran out of time, but I decided not to worry about it.

"Sett has a stable, and I hope you will have a good rest there." Of course, we have prepared dishes that Seto can eat."
"Oh, don't you know,"
"Thank you,"

　Terry makes a deep bow in front of the Spiel Trading Company building.
　The building itself is quite large, and it can be said that it has a good enough appearance.
　There was a seemingly expensive carriage in front of such a shop, and an ordinary figure like Terry bowed.
　There's no way this won't stand out.
　Terry also hurriedly opens his mouth, wondering if he's aware of his condition.

"I'm sorry, but I'll get you ready soon."

　To say so briefly, Terry calls out two women nearby.
　Those who are called out cry with delight to be told that they will guide Seto.
　It was obvious from the look of the two women what they thought of Seto.
　The love of Seto naturally makes Ray happy and smile.
　I was wearing a dragon lobe hood, so I could only see my mouth laughing, but...

"Oh, so be it," ... Set, then follow them. Don't eat too much?"
"Grull".

　At Rey's words, Seto bleats briefly... he must be happy to be able to eat something. He made his way to the stable, guided by the two of course.
　Seeing off the happy Seto leaving, Ray looks at Terry again and opens his mouth.

"And you showed me around,"
"Yes, Mr. Tris is waiting for you, too." Here it is."

　Terry will guide them into the store.
　This building is probably an office as well as a store. Many people can be seen in the store negotiating something with the merchants of the Speel trade.

(The only thing that's going on here is negotiations, and the product is somewhere else, I guess.) From what I've heard before, I've heard that Spiel has recently come to Gilm. It's very successful.)

　Ray thinks as he looks at the people he's talking to.
　However, if you do so naturally, you will notice those who were negotiating.
　And if you look at them, they're beautiful like marina and viola.
　Ray, wearing a dragon lobe hood, is not so noticeable in the absence of Seto.
　Of course, not everyone noticed Ray as Ray, and some even noticed him.
　The reason why they didn't make a fuss here is probably because they are quite capable merchants.
　You can't make a fuss here and try to ruin the reputation of the Speel trade, and a lot of people know that Ray doesn't feel very good about the merchants who are coming to him from previous incidents.
　That's why no one spoke to the Rays like a semi-silent understanding.
　Terry then walks down the aisle through the rays into the back of the shop.

"I heard that the Spiel Trading Company started full-scale operations in guillem this spring, but it seems to be very active."

　Marina muttered as she walked down the aisle.
　Ray and Vihela nod back to the words.
　Terry also had a little smile on his lips, perhaps happy to be praised for his company's spinning trade.
　But the moment they see someone coming from the way, Terry's smile disappears.

"Huh? Oh, Mr. Terry. Oh, my God! Is it Ray and his friends? It's moving very quickly again."

　It was a man in his thirties who spoke to me with a smile.
　He was a little overweight, but still not slow.
　A characteristic person with a mustache that is called namazu moustache.
　Smiling but not smiling in the eyes was the same person Ray had previously met.

"Mr. Pressure," Was it any business of Mr. Tris to be here?"
"Yes. You don't have to say what it is, do you? It's about the future of Spiel's business in this guillem."
"It must have been left to Mr. Tris,"
"Of course I know that. But I know that I have the power to cooperate with Tris, and I think it's strange to be here if you think about it."

　In response to the fluttering comment, Terry... bites his back teeth with a momentary rage on his face as if the ordinary had formed.
　What are they aiming for, what have they done, and... what are they here for?
　Grinding my teeth because I know it.
　The Rays can only watch their conversation.
　It's only natural that I've never met someone named Pressure.
　Judging from Terry's appearance, I could have guessed that there were many causes, but that made me wonder if I could get involved in them.
　Prescious must have noticed the lays behind Terry glaring at him. open one's mouth with a smile

"Nice to meet you," Mr. Ray, Marina, Vichela, and Bune. My name is Pressure from Spiel Trading Company. It's strange that we should meet at a place like this. Do you have anything to do with Tris?"
"Oh, you said you had some information about the matter you're dealing with now, so I'm not going to hear that.""Well, let me give you a piece of advice. Things are not always right in what you see or what you see. Facts and truths seem similar but different."
"…I see. That means Tris's information could be wrong. Do you want to say so?"

　Ray asks me to confirm, but Precious shakes his head with a smile as usual.

"No, not necessarily. It's not me, it's Mr. Ray's who should judge that. All I can do is give advice. You can also decide how to take it's up to you.
"Well, I'll take your advice with thanks. But if that's all I have to do, is that all I have to do? I'm very busy here."
"Yes, of course," in spite of one's busy life I'm glad that your friend is safe."
"...what?"

　With a jerk, Ray stops walking when he tries to walk.
　The word that my friend was safe was apparently from someone who knew of the attack on Ray.
　I don't think I know all about Slapnil's shoes, considering I didn't say anything about them.

(No, is it possible that he only knew it and didn't say it?)

　Even during the short conversations I've had, I understood that he's a good speaker.
　Then there is no denying the possibility of knowing but keeping silent about Slapnil's shoes.
　Thinking like that, he tries to say something... but before that, Precious walks away from them.

"...I'm sorry to trouble you. Let's go down to Mr. Tris."

　Has the passion I've just shown already disappeared, Terry says it all and starts walking down the aisle again.
　And walk for a few minutes. We soon arrived in front of a room.

"Excuse me, Mr. Tris," I've brought Ray and his men."
"Come in."


　Terry opens the door to the voice he hears from inside.
　The room must have been an office.
　Tris sits on a pile of papers, and the owner of this room repeatedly reads through the papers and signs them, and reaches for the next one.
　And I guess we've finally settled down. Tris puts down the papers she has in her hand and stands up with a smile in her eyes.

"Welcome, gentlemen. This time, it seems like there were a lot of difficulties.
"Oh, yes," and I've been told the same thing by a guy called Precious."

　The moment the name Press comes out, Tris' expression disappears for a moment.
　But it's really only momentary, and the next moment, he starts smiling again.

"Is that so, Precious?" I've just been talking to him... didn't he cause you any trouble?"
"No, that's all right. I've been told a lot of meaningful things."
"...is that so?"

　Tris muttering in Ray's words as if she were thinking.
　But he immediately shook his head and opened his mouth to Terry.

"Terry, bring me some tea and light... no, something to pick up."

　The momentary glance at Ray was probably due to his knowledge of how much he usually eats.
　Terry bowed to Tris and left the office.
　Thus, in his office, Ray and other members of the Red Lotus wings and Tris are the only ones.

"Sit down for now, please. I'm sure you'll want to ask me a lot of questions, and it'll be a long story."

　As she spoke, she rose from her desk where Tris was sitting and came to the sofa in her room.
　Ray and his colleagues sit quietly on the sofa, wondering if they have any particular objection to the remark.
　However, not everyone could sit on one sofa, so we sat on the sofa with the table in the middle.
　Ray and Marina sit across the street from Tris, and Vihela and Bune sit on the left and right sofas.
　And the first person to speak was, of course, Tris.

"Well, first of all... I'm sorry,"

　Each of them sat on the sofa, and the first thing Tris did was to bow deeply to Ray.
　With his head bowed, he can't see Tris' face from Ray.
　But if you'd been able to see her face, you'd have noticed that Tris, who usually has a smile but no smile in her eyes, was feeling really sorry.
　Time goes by in silence.
　The noise from outside the office and outside the window was the only noise here.
　In such silence... Ray opens his mouth.

"Put your head up," If you don't know what you're apologizing for in the first place, there's nothing you can do about it. I'm sure it has something to do with this case, but tell me more precisely about it."

　Tris looks up at Ray's words.

"Actually, this time around Ray and his colleagues... there is a power struggle at Spiel Trading Company involved."

　Yes, I told him.