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... thing left to do anymore, so I looked at the far end of the world.
[You can leave the stage at any time.]
After I waved my hand, the letters faded like grains of sand. I stood in the middle of the world. Well, since the world moved with me, I could only stand in the middle anyway.
Idiot: What are you doing? Aren’t you going back to the lobby?
Me: I suddenly had the thought that I might fail the ninety-ninth floor.
Idiot: ...
Me: I ...
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