"No, if you look at this room and you don't know, it would be useless where I gave the explanation"
Elle, not knowing what Astarot meant by the words, gave a strange look for a moment.
But he immediately fixed it and asked again, being careful not to damage Astarot's mood.
"... Dear Astarotto, what does that mean? Can you tell me if you don't mind?
Astalot was satisfied with Elle's utterly naughty words, and said kindly with a smile.
"Right... not the kind of thing I can explain in words... do you mean? So if you look at this room and you don't feel what it means, you don't understand what you're saying."
Elle had a subtle look like she figured it out.
"... Ah, is it Master Left..."
"Are you not convinced?
Though he remained grinning, Astalot's words were sufficient to shake up Elle.
"It's a hell of a thing! I'm just retarded and don't understand very well. I beg you not to be offended."
Elle said again with his jaw snapped to the floor.
Astalot didn't look particularly offended and smiled all the time.
"No, I'm not offended. This is very difficult. I can't help but understand."