After sending the mutant man to the barbecue restaurant, I used teleportation to follow him.
However, something strange was happening there.
“Uwaaaah!”
Just before the orientation was about to begin, the woman who had caused the trouble earlier was crying while hugging the mutant man.
“Huuuh. This must be an illusion, right? I’m just drunk and seeing things, right?”
She mumbled while sobbing, clearly drunk.
“…Aiko? Is it really you?”
