Chapter 5895 (five thousand eight hundred and ninety-five) for me
The man with gray hands said, "It makes sense if you put it this way."
"Of course it makes sense, because that's how it is." The brown-hand man said, "Anyway, the 'how' can be decided at will."
The man with brown hands said: "You and I accomplished that thing last time, but we have actually achieved that goal."
"It has indeed been achieved." The gray-handed man said.
"But do you still remember what someone said at that time?" the brown-hand man asked.
"It's impossible to forget." The gray-handed man said.
"What did he say?" said the brown-hand man.
"He said let us continue." The man with gray hands said.
"What did you think?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Do you remember the look I gave you then?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Of course I remember," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-handed man said: "You were also looking at me at that time."
"And your eyes are full of questions," said the brown-hand man.
"You also had doubts in your eyes at that time." The man with gray hands said.
"I'm really confused." The brown-hand man said, "You are too, right?"
"Of course," said the gray-hand man, "but actually I have another idea."
"Me too," said the brown-hand man.
"What do you think?" asked the gray-handed man.
The man with brown hands said: "If I express my thoughts at that time, it would seem very excessive."
"Maybe your thoughts were the same as mine at that time." The gray-handed man said.
"Then who will say it first?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Anything is fine," said the gray-handed man.
"Then you go ahead and say it." The brown-handed man smiled.
The gray-handed man smiled and said, "Don't you always let yourself speak first in situations like this?"
The man with brown hands smiled and said, "Indeed."
"Why is it different this time?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It doesn't need to be the same, right?" the brown-hand man asked. "Do you think it's boring if it's the same every time?" the gray-handed man asked again.
"It's not boring, but I don't want to be the same this time." The brown-hand man said, "Because it feels fun. Of course, even if it is the same every time, it can be fun, but that seems to be a different kind of fun. I think now What I want is a different kind of fun this time.”
"Shall I speak first?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Yes." The brown-handed man smiled.
The gray-hand man said: "You even answered this for me?"
The man with brown hands said: "You asked me. If you ask me, I will always answer, right?"
The gray-handed man said, "That's right."
The man with brown hands added, "Then what happens next?"
"Next, it's my turn to answer." The man with gray hands said.
The man with brown hands laughed.
The man with gray hands said: "Listening to your laughter, you have succeeded again."
The man with brown hands said: "There is a feeling of 'success'."
"When do you think I will answer?" the gray-handed man asked again.
"Not now?" asked the brown-hand man.
"You said 'no'?" the gray-handed man asked with a smile.
"That's what I said." The brown-handed man smiled.
The Gray-Hand Man said: "What do you actually want to say is now?"
The man with brown hands said: "Yes."
The gray-hand man said: "You said what I wanted to say."
"Hahaha..." The brown-handed man laughed again, "That's okay."
The man with gray hands said: "Then I will say it."
"I'm listening," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said: "I looked at you at that time, thinking that there must be something you didn't do well, and someone else found the fault."
The man with brown hands said, "As expected."
The gray-hand man said: "You think so too?"
(End of chapter)