It was a somewhat strange day.
Lorenzo still sat in his main seat, watching the group of busy, inexplicable folks in the room.
"My goodness, mushrooms are growing here!"
"Why is there a gun here?"
"There's even a Nail Sword... it's already rusty."
"Geez, Lorenzo, have you ever tidied up your room?"
The chaotic voices echoed back and forth. Initially, Lorenzo maintained a shamelessly silent attitude, but as these comrades continued their archaeological excavation of the room, even Lorenzo's old face blushed a bit.
"This place is just like a crime scene. I wouldn't be surprised if you said there's a dead body buried under these messy clothes."
Red Falcon pinched his nose and finally gathered up the mess of clothes, while Eve helped him sift through them, finding heaps of miscellaneous items. Lorenzo glanced around and surprisingly found some things he had lost a long time ago.
Of course, he was a bit embarrassed to admit it now.
