Recorder and Ransel
What... on earth?
Welcome! The regular plan, right?
Is this the result of our renovation?
Apparently, there's a manga event going on nearby.
Yes, okay. Got it.
Please enjoy your stay.
Next, please.
Did you see that?
The perfect, shapely boobs!
The eyes glittering with highlights!
The sleek hair fluttering as smoothly as though it were
drawn in 24 unique frames per second!
And the deformation of that body!
So there really are humans who look like anime heroines...
She's actually from a race of fighters in a battle manga, though...
They're all adults, but they have anime bags and costumes.
Is it some kind of punishment?
I can... sort of understand.
All people are born alone.
From there, they go through many meetings
and partings, as they gain experience.
Sometimes they encounter setbacks and must console each other,
as they travel between 2D and 3D.
If they can find something along the way that keeps them going...
don't you think that's a wonderful thing?
S-Sure. Sorry... I guess.
I didn't mean to step on a mine.
It's okay.
Squeak! Squeak!
Sparrow's Hotel.
Yes, that's fine. Please enjoy your stay.
He's totally an "uke."
I know what you mean!
I don't get it.
I don't get it,
but I'm pretty sure I don't like it.
I have this theory that guys with glasses are usually "seme," though.
Oh, I hear you!
I don't get it.
Boing! Boing!
Sparrow's Hotel.
Next customer, please.
He came so close without giving off any bloodlust?!
Sir, is that weapon...
Oh, it's a homemade—
Your own personal sword that you forged yourself?!
You won't defeat me!
Huh? What are you talking about?
You sure are cute...
I saw all these guys with weapons, so I came to check it out,
but they're all just for show.
That voice...
Billy-san!
So you're the only one here who's the real thing, little miss?
Billy-san...
Just what I was hoping for.
Satou-san! Work comes first!
Next time: "The Day the Storms Arise."
Next Time "The Day the Storms Arise"
Satou-san, that's not a croquette. What is it?
A secret gunpowder formula? Crap, I'm in trouble!