Tatsumin Pool (1)

The modification of 'Kenning.' It didn't finish in one da—...Actually, it didn't.

But today was still a day off. Sometimes, no matter how long you work without stopping, you just can't get it done. It's important to take a breather now and then. Human concentration can't last all that long, after all.

And that's how we came to be at Tatsumin Pool.

A vast, deserted parking lot. Welcoming us was Tatsumin's enormous face, with its mouth serving as the entrance gate.

There were no weeds or trash, and the place seemed clean, but Tatsumin's face was in terrible shape. The paint had peeled off in several places, exposing the plywood underneath.

Still, it didn't look like it was about to collapse. It seemed to be built quite sturdily.

“...Is this thing earthquake-resistant and all that?”

'No problem, gao. It meets the standards, gao.'

At Torimari-san's words, Tatsumin-san raised a hand.

'The inside is clean, so follow me, gao.'...