Motan in the tracksuit nodded slightly while walking forward and said, "In that case, some things might be explained. Don't forget... uh!"
He suddenly leaned back, falling heavily to the ground as he brushed past the black trench coat-wearing Motan.
"Oh dear, oh dear~"
The latter immediately displayed a schadenfreude smile, leaning against that intangible yet practically existent 'obstacle', cheerfully saying, "Forgot to tell you, the reason I stopped is because this seems to be the 'boundary' of this space. The road ahead is blocked."
Motan in the tracksuit glared at him angrily and then stood up, extending his hand toward the air in front. He soon felt a 'wall of air' as if it was a film of water yet incredibly sturdy, attempted several times, before slowly nodding, "Hmm, can't get through."
"What did you just say not to forget?"
Motan in pajamas was anxious because the other person only managed to deliver half of the sentence earlier.
