Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5895 (five thousand eight hundred and ninety-five) for me

The Gray Hand Man said, "Your explanation does make sense."

"Of course it makes sense, because that's how it is." The brown-handed man said, "Anyway, the 'how' can be determined arbitrarily."

The brown-handed man said, "The last time you and I accomplished that task, we actually achieved that person's goal."

"It has indeed been achieved." said the man with gray hands.

"But do you remember what that person said at that time?" asked the brown-handed man.

"It's impossible to forget." said the man with gray hands.

"What did he say?" asked the man with brown hands.

"He told us to continue." said the man with gray hands.

"What were you thinking?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Do you remember the look I gave you at that time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Of course I remember." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand said, "You were looking at me at that time."

The Brown-Handed Man said, “And your eyes are full of questions.”

“Your look at that time was also full of doubts.” said the man with gray hands.

"I really don't understand." The brown-handed man said, "You too, right?"

"Of course." Gray Hand said, "But I actually have another idea."

"I have one too," said the brown-handed man.

"What idea?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said, "If I were to speak out my thoughts at that time, it would seem very extreme."

“Maybe you were thinking the same thing as I was thinking at that time,” said the man with gray hands.

"Then who speaks first?" asked the man with brown hands.

"All is fine." said the man with gray hands.

"Then you speak first." The man with brown hands said with a smile.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Don't you usually let yourself speak first in this situation?"

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Indeed."

"Why is it different this time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It doesn't have to be the same, right?" the brown-handed man asked. "Do you think it's boring if it's the same every time?" the gray-handed man asked again.

"It's not boring, but I don't want it to be the same this time." The brown-handed man said, "Because it feels fun. Of course, even if it's the same every time, it can still be fun, but that seems to be a different kind of fun. What I want now is a different kind of fun this time."

"Will I speak first?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." The brown-handed man smiled.

The Gray Hand Man asked, "You even answered this for me?"

The brown-handed man said, "You are the one who asked me. If you ask me, I have to answer, right?"

The Gray Hand Man said, “That’s right.”

The Brown-Handed Man said, "So what should we do next?"

"Next, it's my turn to answer." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man laughed.

The Gray Hand said: "From the sound of your laughter, you have succeeded again."

The brown-handed man said, “There is a feeling of ‘success’.”

"Guess when I will answer?" the Gray Hand Man asked again.

"Isn't it now?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"You said 'no'?" the Gray Hand Man asked with a smile.

"That's just what I said." The man with brown hands laughed.

The Gray Hand asked, "What you actually want to say is now?"

The brown-handed man said, “Yes.”

The Gray Hand said, "You said what I wanted to say."

“Hahaha…” The brown-handed man laughed again, “That’s fine too.”

The Gray Hand Man said, "Then I'll tell you what I'm saying."

"I'm listening." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand said, "When I looked at you, I thought that you must have not completed something well, so that person found fault with it."

The brown-handed man said, “Indeed.”

The Gray Hand said, "You think so too?"

(End of this chapter)