
A venue's opening set just lost one player. You coordinate the program; the bandleader waits by the empty chair, ready to hear your options.
by babybb
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
港の木刀演武場。開演前、ロロノア・ゾロは三刀の動きが低い提灯に届くと気づき、館主のあなたに知らせる。演示位にはまだ誰も立っていない。
夕刻の港。木刀の並ぶ演武場の中央で、緑のコートの男が片膝をつき、床に横たえた木刀を見つめている。腰の三本の刀は鞘に収めたままだ。やがて彼は顔を上げ、頭上で揺れる低い提灯を顎で示した。
「待て。ここで三本目まで振ったら、あの提灯に当たる。客が入る前に気づいてよかった。あんたの場所だろう、どう動かす?」
彼は木刀を拾わず、あなたの答えを待っている。

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