At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

Put protective witchcraft on the table you received and put the tools on the floor.

"Well, hey... heavy!

I tried to lift the door and it was hilariously heavy. Ya, it's heavy enough to lift it while it's still vegan.

Ugh, you blew this up well, even though you were fortifying it with fairy arts. My fist hurts.

No, it's the result of lightly releasing the fairy arts.

"Come on, you can't lift that to a boulder by yourself."

The head says with a laugh. Well, normally you can't, this. Too heavy.

Can't help it, strengthen it? If you concentrate on work, you don't know the time or anything, and let's stop the fairy arts.

I don't want to fall unconscious on the way down.

"Hey, give me a hand - - seriously.

He strengthens his body, sees the door lifted, his head shouts a surprise, and those around him are equally surprised.

Well, I guess it's because I didn't realize you were using enhanced magic.

The problem is, despite the use of fortified magic, it's still heavy. I'm just saying they barely lifted it, it's so heavy.

"Come on, mum... oops"

I managed to get him on a table with protection. Ugh, it was heavy. I should have used fairy arts just to move this.

"Shh, wow. Do you lift this by yourself?"

"It was critical. Barely lifted."

After all, I'm not physically capable of vegetation. Even if the magnification increases, we won't talk about the original being low.

If you're Mr. Mirka or something, you're gonna lift it a little bit when it's strengthened.

Mr. Arne lifts while absolutely vegan. That guy can do it. Oh, Mr. Lynn, too.

"Barely... you can't normally do that. You mean there's only one way to destroy a boulder array..."

I wonder if this has that much to do with it. Through, though, because I don't think I need to tell the truth either.

Where I have the tools, one man rushes into the room.

"What happened? What happened?"

A head who tells a man who panicked with a calm voice. Oh, cool. A dependable parent.

Did the man settle down a little because of that, don't panic and spin the words properly.

Kagaranajar is here.

"Well, let's go through it."

"That's a man I've never seen before and four strong women..."

Look at me there.

"The women want him out. He said he knew he was here. One is his brother's fiancée and one is that dragon woman."

"... right"

My head looks at me with jito eyes.

"Do you have any idea who the others are?

"The four women are amazing. Maybe that, it's a man. But the other guy's a little confused."

I wonder if I know who you are with.

No, I've never heard of it. I got a name, and it could just be a coincidence.

"... right"

Huh, sigh, he gives instructions to his men.

"Let me through. Be polite."

"Yes."

My men rush out.

"I have a really bad feeling about it, but when I do, I mean, I'm strong. Eh?"

"Ma, I guess so. Even so, a few of them have been stunned."

"Something, uh, excuse me"

"Fine, no more"

Ha, head sighing again.

But without resting him, the metal door opens.

"Why is this door missing?

A familiar woman's voice goes through the room. This voice, isn't it from the store earlier?

"Hmm, there was a door?

I can hear men. That's the voice, isn't it, Mr. Bollocaro?

Confirming the two men and women coming in, the woman was still from the store ahead and the man was Mr. Bollocaro.

And then the four of them come in, who were incredibly thoughtful.

Four Inays. Inai has a slight face and Haku looks around the room with Kyorokyoro. Kroto is at last.

Just one, something's wrong with Sigal. Her face is bright red and she's staring at me terribly.

"Mr. Tallow!

"Yes!

She screams my name, walks slowly, grabs my chest.

"Si, sigal?

"Mr. Tallow! There are things like us..."

Cigal trying to wind up with an awesome sword screen, but all of a sudden he gets quiet, leans down.

I'm very anxious about Sigal's behavior. Do they think I was playing with women?

"Si, sigal, a little talk -"

"Kibo sucks"

"To?"

When I raised my doubts about Sigal's words, Inai came running.

"Sigal, I'm a little patient. You there. Where are you washing your hands?

"Oh, yeah, that way"

In response to Inai's sober response, the head replies while stuck in words.

"Thank you. Sigal, slow down, slow down. We're going over there, right?

"... yeah"

Sigal slowly heads to the bathroom as she lends Inai her shoulder.

Haku sees such a sigal, and follows him with an orgy. Kroto also follows him with a worried face, but it looks like they told him to wait outside for now. Inside, we both go in.

"Uh... maybe that's, like, booze."

I don't know why Cigal's that sword screen, but it obviously smelled like alcohol.

Absolutely drunk. Can I drink to a child my age in this world?

"Tallow, I didn't think you were, but I didn't know you were really there. Aren't you getting there too soon?"

"Uh, I don't really understand what it means to be early, but why is Mr. Bollocaro here?"

"That's you, I came here to negotiate with the lady there and talk to your hunter. It seemed like a waste of time."

Look around the room with me and sigh, Mr. Bollocaro.

Yeah, I mean, you were negotiating this thing with that woman when I left.

Sorry, I just thought we were negotiating to make it cheaper.

"What about you?

The head asks Mr. Boloccaro with a sharp eye. But Mr. Bollocaro does not move, and responds as usual.

Well, this guy's gonna be a father and he's gonna be tolerant.

"Well, I didn't know you were the head here, but you know it yourself."

"Am I?"

"Dan, that must sound familiar to you."

"... Oh, you're the cook over there!

"It's not your main business... I've been worried about it lately."

Ho, I've never seen him, but apparently he's a guest who's been to your father's dining room.

"I see, that's why you brought me here. I thought it was unusual to make it a caja."

The head tells a woman named Kaja. Um, didn't I just say Kagalanajar or something?

I wonder if it's a nickname.

"Yeah, Mr. Dan's name should be on the boulder. If you're lying, it's Bed's place, and you think you can do something about it."

"What do you think? I just had a bad eye."

Is this man named Bedo? If it were PE, it would be a terrible name. No, well, it doesn't work this way pronounced.

"With that said, now, how did you get here?

You came as fast as you knew. He wasn't supposed to be followed either. "

It really is now. That's what I thought the first person would ask.

"I've always known where I was when I detected."

"... long after you walked into the store?

"No, I always use detective magic."

Everyone talks to me. Well, I guess so. Even that cigar can't keep using it forever.

But I think Sigal can do it one of these days.

"... hey, you, magic. You could have done it there."

"Well, there it is."

"Can you do that, or what?"

"... at least, I can't."

"... right"

Mr. Bedo asks one of his subordinates who can use magic, looks to the ceiling for the answer, and sighs again.

"Okay, I finally get it. I figured out how miraculous it was to be safe to fight and sell to you."

Oh, my God. I don't know. In that case, it is rather this way that I sold it. They only took weapons to protect them.

We had a situation with each other, we were out of understanding, but we weren't attacking each other with a grudge. If you noticed the area, you wouldn't be impotent.

"Yeah... my throat is disgusting..."

"I would have understood my limitations to some extent. Now add and subtract and drink."

"... aaay..."

The sigals came back just after this explanation. In the meantime, I have to misunderstand...