Gift 3 Volme 2

"Weser! Hurry up and finish this!"

"What? Then wouldn't it be faster if use your flute's noise to catch hold of
him?"

The girl puckered her lips and brought the flute to her mouth.
At this moment, the crowd that was originally pushing around came to a
stop.
A discordant note was played that enveloped the whole area, without any
immunity to the sound. When the crowd heard the sound, they started to
bend down on their knees as if feeling dizzy.
The abnormal situation happening below widened Izayoi's eyes, then he
immediately leaked out a proud smile and responded

"Oh....? Is this the magic flute? So is that girl the real [Rat-catcher Clown]?"

While the crowd slowly lost their reasoning of what they were doing, Izayoi
stood there as if nothing had happened.

"This....This guy....! My music doesn't work.....?"

The white-shirt wearing girl inhaled deeply, with her beautiful lips trembling.
In contrast, Weser who retained his composure first winked to the girl.

"Ratten, you go down first. If your master is alone, she will kill everyone."

After Ratten puckered her lips again, she jumped downwards.
Looking at her leave and not showing any sigh of trying to pursue, Izayoi
just merely stood at his original position.