Atelier Tanaka

Alchemist Editor III

The next morning, I had a visitor in my room.

"Dr. Editor?

…………

When I called her a teacher reflexively, she would return the front door, her heels early. Will this be corrected in great haste, recalling the exchange a few days ago?

"Eh, Mr. Editor! Welcome aboard!

"Hmm... you're like an unknowable man whether you remember things well or not"

"I wasn't expecting you to take my feet, so I was a little surprised."

"I wonder"

"Please, come in."

"... interrupt"

Invite the teacher into the living room.

Blonde Lori, you're invited.

By the way, Sophia went to the laundry this way and is away. You're a really good worker, even though I didn't say anything. You'll be a good daughter-in-law when you get married.

"Please take a seat."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

I just encouraged the teacher to prepare the couch, and tea.

Estelle is also an example of someone who comes for a little drink these days.

Start the story with two cups of hot air up and a view on the table.

"So what's the story, is it an example?

"Oh, yeah. Fragmented, but I remember something. I said I'd put it together on paper, but I thought I'd just tell you this first."

"Oh, my God, I'd love to hear that. May I?

"An essential ingredient in the production of secret medicines, one of which is green silf feathers"

"Green silf feathers?

Another fantasy word popped up.

The dragon is next, Silf.

"It's the top species of high silf living in the middle of the Dark Continent. Its feathers contain a high degree of purity of magic. Using this together as a catalyst will accelerate the reaction during mixing to allow interference with the spiritual body, which would otherwise not have been possible, is the first step in the secret drug of rejuvenation."

"I see."

You have no idea.

Well, as long as I grasp the ingredients and the recipe, I won't care what happens later.

That point is also certain since the last smelting.

While it is difficult to create something new, it seems that mimicking something existing is very easy: alchemy. So they say imitation is not common as teaching others their recipes if they are meant to be. There is also no patent-like mechanism.

I also helped with those backgrounds, and in one case I was tantamount to sidestepping all the time that Dr. Editor spent researching alchemy. Nonetheless, I'm sure she's a good elf, etc. around getting me to my house for what it's worth.

"So even next week, I'm going to pick up some green silf feathers."

I have to get my feet ready again.

Yeah, and we need to check the Dark Continent and their address.

"... are you serious?

"Yeah, I do, though. Is there a problem?

"It's a dark continent, huh? It's also a forest in the middle, not the coast. Not to say how there is just a back shield to defeat the Red Dragon, it is not something that comes true for the human person. That's like going to give up your life yourself."

You're such a jerk, Mr. Dark Continent. Sure, the name is noisy, but I also thought it might be Black Africa in the untapped era or the continental positioning of the Americas in the great sailing era, but something seems a little different.

Blonde Lori advice that speaks for a fraction and a true face.

By the way, today's teacher is super cute with twin tail specs. The black ribbon is very charming. Lori level high.

More legs together for a steady punch.

It's black. Today's teacher is black.

It matches the ribbon.

I love Dr. Editor's pants.

It looks like a bad erection. I want to push it down. I want to get inside out.

Cute. Wow. Kawaka Wow.

It seems that this world is as cute as people without membranes, and there are laws in place that speak to me in a friendly way.

"Omae must be my benefactor. I don't want to imitate it."

"... Really?"

But how did the teacher make the secret drug, for example?

"Your word, but still the teacher got it, didn't he?

"It's a coincidence that I got it. I have traveled to the continent with acquaintances in the past. I was nothing but luggage. But those who crossed with him stood for a long time. Thanks to this I had many valuable experiences. One of the shards was green silf feathers."

"I see."

"As for the recipe for the secret medicine, it's more about it because of the ingredients in advance. That's not why I went to collect it, but because I experimentally used what I had at hand. It turned out to be good."

Surely there is. That kind of thing.

I just put it in and it's better. Invention of the system.

It's just that you have the skill to accurately verify your results.

"Well, still, half the members who crossed the continent died locally. It was never a satisfying journey. At the end of the day, I tried to escape and let the ship out. Sometimes I shudder when I remember that I was still able to return home well"

…………

Ugh, this looks like you should think about it a little bit.

I have a real feeling you're gonna let Dr. Editor say that, Dark Continent.

Shall we consult around the magical nobility later?

"I get it. I'll think about it a little calmly."

"Do that. I like that."

"Yes."

"If there's anything else you want besides secret medicine ingredients and recipes, you can say as much. Anything that's convenient to me, I'll give it to you. Isn't it all about being young? Omae is still young enough."

"Oh, really?"

I'm glad to hear you're young even in flattery.

That's how sensitive you are in your thirties.

"But you live in a very good place. I heard the Royal School dorm was a big deal, but this is more than I imagined. Even if I take one pillar, the bullshit seems to hang gold."

Editor teacher looking indoors and talking.

You look very impressed.

"The teacher's atelier is lovely, too."

"Huh, don't flatter me with clarity. It's like a barn compared to this room."

"I'm not flattering you. Because I've already made the purchase."

Luxury tower apartments have good things about luxury tower apartments and suburban detached houses. It's nothing more than reducing the breadth of choices you make to enjoy your own home.

"I still like it when you get here, that atelier."

"... do you really think so?

"Yeah, I think so"

More importantly, the space stained with Dr. Editor's life odor is priceless.

Now that I think about it, I should have fevered more fully.

My tongue hurts.

"Right..."

"Yes."

"If so, here's a suggestion..."

When the teacher hung on to something, his voice sounded inadvertently from the front door.

"I'm back now. Estelle, you're with me!

Apparently Sophia's back.

A bouncing voice sounds.

You've been doing well lately, haven't you, her?

Did you even find something new to look forward to?

"Mm, a guest?

"No, it looks like my roommate who was in the laundry brought her neighbor"

"Right. So let's just say I'm sorry about this for today."

Editor teacher with hips up over the couch.

The moment the legs you put together are unraveled, you just get the bread moro.

It looked like some kind of Roleg.

Awesome. Awesome, Doctor.

"Really? Neither of us cares about the details, though."

"No, I don't know much about people."

It's an elf, and I don't like humans, is that the setting of that hand?

At the same time, Sophia and Estelle showed their faces from the side of the hallway.

"Oh, customers?

Estelle shrugged as she saw Dr. Editor.

"Yes. This is Mr. Alchemist's Editor. You run an atelier in the city. He's also the one who developed the recipe for an example drug."

"Hmm? You took that medicine..."

"I interrupted my absence. I'm sorry it took so long, but now I'm gonna have to apologize."

"Oh, I wish I could have a cup of tea."

"I already got it. Bye."

Teacher Editor walked out of the room to escape.

I still don't seem to like people.

I just took the liberty of certifying a communal disorder, and I got a little intimacy.

Far away the opening of the front door sounds like a closing. Where I couldn't feel people's signs outside the room, I turned over here and Estelle opened her mouth again. That look seems somewhat nervous compared to normal.

"I can't believe you knew Elf. Yes, you were there?

"Yeah, well, it's been a few days since we met."

Would it be a dozen days to include when she was a spiritual body?

"... Really?

"There's a lot of things to do to help you with your medicine."

"I see..."

The strong lolliface softens.

He has an understandable personality.

"By the way, what can I do for you?

"Huh? Oh, yes, no, I don't know if we could have dinner together,"

"Right. It's certainly a good time."

"Yes!"

"If so, may I invite Mr. Farren with me?

"Huh? Sir Farren?

"I need to check something out."

Yes, do it with the Dark Continent.

◇ ◆ ◇

Get a demonic nobleman in school, in a lab you've visited before. Getting rocked by carriage together For a while, we came to a restaurant located in the capital city of Calis. It is a so-called upscale restaurant-like store preferred by aristocrats and luxury merchants.

Arranged for one of the four seats, which here coincided with lunch.

"You think it's a dark continent?

"Yes, if you know"

The other members are Sophia and Estelle.

The former is a gable mode switch-on, witnessing the demonic aristocracy. Her mind, which had to sit next to Osama for the convenience of the latter arraying next to me earlier, also helped the environment of expensive shops and was strong on cock cock.

Sophia dampening her armpits from nervousness is the cutest.

"... only once, I remember taking a leg"

"Is that true?

"Oh, if you're confident in your arms, it's a place for everyone to turn to."

"I see."

If you have the curiosity of a demonic aristocrat, is it weirder that you haven't gone?

"And at the same time, it's also a place where the majority frustrate their once-in-a-line visits. Many do not take off the continent, but serve as food for the things that live in the land, as long as they convey their end to birth only to oral traditions, as an end that shapes fear and curiosity."

"... I see"

Sorceress aristocrats with a bit more tone than usual.

Apparently it's a bee and a shitty place.

That said, you might be able to get to the bottom of it.

"Deep?

"It is customary to call the whole continent's ocean-facing coastal area, the neighborhood from which the map was drawn, and the hinterland, where the predecessor did not step, deep. The majority of the survivors say they are the ones who rightly weighed their power when they reached the coastal areas. Even in the medium range, the return rate is below 50%. Little pioneered in the last hundred years to the depths"

"I see."

Easy to understand.

That's why Dr. Editor came back from the middle zone.

I'm sure the level is high.

That said, you didn't check your status.

"And the continent still accounts for more than 90% of the depth. Coastal, mid-range, and deep, which are so appropriate, also come from the fact that you can't map them in a busy way. The bases of those who resemble and resemble men exist only enough to count in one hand. It's all coastal."

"I see."

It's fine to be easy to understand, but I would have liked some more relief.

I hesitate to boulder when all this is served.

"It's nobody else. You brought me a story, didn't you?

"It's still under consideration..."

"I see. But you're still a busy man heading west and east."

Whimpering, the magical aristocrat eats into meat stabbed in the fork in an economic way.

Extraordinary.

This store is his choice, by the way. With my favorites.

Right next door, there is Sophia shuddering her shoulders and cutting meat into knives in desperate shape. Her thoughts, which also seem extremely tense, are admirably confusing. A thick steak had been disintegrated into a squadron of diced steaks earlier in the pinky.

Anything. She was told one story by a maid of the Mansion when she visited a demonic nobleman's house before. I did a homemade foot sack for a magic experiment. It seems that the resistance of the great man, who thought he had obtained some thanks to it, has been completely reversed.

I want to tutu the part of my armpit that has changed color to chopsticks rest.

"Not as good as you."

"Now what are you going to start?

"I can't tell you the details yet, but I thought I'd make one pill"

"... Hmm. Has it even come out where I think it is in the last case?"

"Yeah, well, you know what?"

I wish I was as sturdy as Osama.

I wouldn't have been so corrupt.

"Oh, uh, well, but the school..."

I just talked about it a little bit and the reaction went up from next door.

It's Estelle.

Somewhere imperative voice tone invites protective appetite.

"Assuming you're going, you're off for a while"

"Huh..."

Blonde Loriko fighting with her eyes open.

You've loved this a lot again.

When I think that one day the time will come for that interest to move to the margins, I don't think Allen yesterday is any other HR. Perhaps I should consider a new name while I'm at it.

It's not like we're dating, but even at this moment, I'm confident we're going to be devastated. I'm sure you'll drown in booze for three days.

"Is such a procedure possible as a school?

"Uhm. I'll make it convenient here, if you say so. As far as treatment is concerned, I'm suspended."

"I see, thank you"

Good. Good.

As we travel, Sophia and I are going to be able to maintain a decent life.

I don't know why we're all together on the boulder this time.

"That said, I don't have any legs at the moment. We'll be working on it for the moment."

"I see, feet..."

"Yes."

It is also difficult to impose on a demonic nobleman because this time it is limited to personal purposes. Whether you're going by carriage or looking for other hands, we'll start by gathering information. There's still a lot of neglect in fantasy fashion.

Is there a travel agent or something in this world? It was only in the early '900s that the full-scale travel industry began in Japan. Worldwide, there are theories, but many are in the mid-one thousand and eight hundred' s. The industrial maturity of this world seems somewhat difficult.

And so on and so on, I began to haunt my head, and accidentally, a suggestion came from a demonic nobleman.

"This is a guess, but wouldn't you be able to reach it with flying magic?

"... ah"

If you ask me, yes. It doesn't necessarily make sense for you to come by public transport. From the feeling of flying around in previous dragon wars, it would be possible to keep flying all day and night if even drowsiness could be managed.

What else?

"Well, indeed, maybe we can go."

"At the northernmost end of the neighboring continent is a port town that is sending out airships to the dark continent. Did you say your name was Ponch? From there to the same continent, it's like two nights in an old generation of mould falls. With your ability to fly, you'll probably be able to reach it overnight."

"I see."

"Even if you don't use flying magic, you'd better break it off to go there by boat."

"What's the reason?

"Dark continent neighborhoods hear of mighty sea dragon-like"

"Is it a dragon..."

I knew you were in the ocean. Dragon.

When I hear it this way, natural disasters stick together as a treatment.

It's almost like a typhoon, right?

"Or if I were younger, I might have been after the opportunity once."

"You're still young."

"Well, I don't feel bad when you say that."

Earlier, Dr. Editor hemmed the Yoisho into a magical nobleman.

We have to share this kind of thing.

"So, but even if we go, we're talking for the time being, right?

"Right. We're talking about a very dangerous place, so it's better to gather information beforehand. We must also look for members who will be heading with us to that. If possible, would it be ideal for someone with a land survey to guide you?"

"... it might be difficult in the capital city of Calis. There's a distance, anyway."

"Again?"

Should we take a punch once and for all, whether we go into the continent or not?

"By the way, how far is it to the punch?

"Like a few months on a boat and a carriage? If you are going for a breather on the airship, I know you will get there or ten days, but if you were on board, you should consider a few days for a transfer at each location. They don't always leave as planned."

"I see..."

You don't have eyes around the planet.

I showed Dr. Editor to be strong, but this is going to take a while.

◇ ◆ ◇

That was on the way to school after eating and drinking.

A few gendarmes rushed to a terrible panic as our boarded carriage headed in. Let one inside hurry enough to snag his toes on the cobblestone steps and fall softly. Gashan, if you make a loud noise and the metal armor rings, the attention from around you is also in.

They stopped in the direction of the carriage and were forced to stop their horse legs. The pedestrian speaks the name of the master of the carriage and abhors his voice so that he immediately retreats. Then, with a relieved look on this, the gendarmes began to call the names of the magical nobles aloud.

"Huh, Farren! Farren, are you here?!?

It seems rare to behave against the great nobility.

"Funny, what is it?"

When you open the carriage door, there are several gendarmes sitting down in the street.

I tremble all over my body but complain to my desperate voice.

"I'm very afraid you're busy! We have something to report to you!

"So I'm asking what it is. Explain it now."

A demonic aristocrat who decides his opponent looks like zero magic and gets in a bad mood as soon as possible.

As always, the policy is consistent.

Me, Estelle, and Sophia chill out from behind.

"Ha, ha! To Lord Farren's mansion, duh, dragon shit! A giant dragon has landed! From the stories of those who have actually confirmed this, I am wondering if it is a dragon they have visited before!

"... what?"

Osama's face was piscilli, strong to the point of being outspoken.

"The same dragon sits down in the garden of your mansion, saitou! Calling Saito, barking and threatening the neighborhood! As it is, there will be enormous damage to other mansions!

…………

"Coincidentally, one of the knights in the Knights, a person named Saitou, is visiting the jail to resign, and we are letting him respond to this. But apparently people are different and negotiations are very difficult. I don't know, how could I wish you enough!?

I remember.

Saitou remembered.

I did it, dude.

"Um, well, that's..."

Estelle turns blue on her face and asks.

Sorceress nobles also seem to have bad luck.

It's so white in my head.

Allen's great adventure, it's just an announcement of the end without waiting for the knight to resign. I'm so sorry about the boulder. I would have at least let him travel to the next town. Oh, Saitou, what's with you dying?

I'm so sorry.

"Shh, excuse me, could you hurry to the mansion?

"I know. Whoa!

If you snort small, you skip scolding at the pedestrian.

"Hurry the carriage to my mansion!

A vendor whips horses.

Osama's carriage is a disease all the way home.

◇ ◆ ◇

So who are you? I called Saito. "

"So, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I,

When we reached the house of the demonic nobility, there was an appearance of Allen with a sword in front of her, besides Christina sitting in the garden with Deng. The latter has his back pulled with all his might. I'm totally freaked out.

Still, however, the attitude that comes to the negotiations will be significant.

There are many other knights in armor and wizards with canes around them. Wouldn't it be a three-digit difference? I can see how the dragon is on guard. I mean, given that the neighborhood is a luxury residential neighborhood for aristocrats, it would be a natural response.

Are you lying because I'm no longer a person? Isn't the hair slightly brighter than before? I would have had darker colors. "

"This, jeez, is ground hair! I would never lie to myself!

"Is that true? Sometimes I feel different... '

"I don't want to know that! Ryu, what can a dragon do for a place like this!?

'Hmm, reasonably good. Little beings like humans, I can't make judgments in my hectic'

I don't feel like we're having some kind of out-of-the-box exchange.

It's a mistake.

Dragons can't judge the face of a lizard, either. Sizes vary as well as people and lizards. However, I still want you to distinguish between races. Or is the world offering the possibility that if you're a dragon opponent, you can treat me equally handsome? You're gonna take this seriously, you latter.

That said, this is not the case if you are now gaining hope for xenorape.

More importantly, I wouldn't be talking about Christina's manko or anything too different in size and loose. It must be like a sleeping bag to be wrapped from head to foot. By treating yourself on the inside, you're going to miss sex too much. If we do poorly, we have a future ahead of us where we are pressed systemically with dragon vaginal cramps and turned into vaginal lubricants. It's just life-threatening.

"Mr. Allen!

As soon as I got off the carriage, I ran under Mr. Allen again.

Behind you goes the demonic nobles and Estelle, plus Sophia.

"Ha, Mr. Tanaka!?

He grins at me as if Allen found me in Hell even in Buddha.

I think I'm gonna cry now.

"Colour......"

In addition to being handsome, Christina's attention turned to this one again.

After that, the voice rubbed slightly upwards.

"If you look in line like this, oh, those yellow skins look familiar, humans"

"You're a good dragon for nothing."

"You say Tanaka..."

As a result, personal information leaked to Christina, you bastard. Apparently, judgment is possible at first glance if the skin tone varies. It would be like us being able to distinguish Elimakitori lizards from Nihon lizards with or without collars. Or if you are a knowledgeable individual, you may know something about humans to the extent that you argue about racial differences.

Intercultural communication, which in any case takes the first step from individual identification.

'It was still different, wasn't it? After a small imitation. "

Giroli, Kristina stares at Allen and talks.

Apparently, I noticed myself being deceived.

"Huh..."

Bikri, the handsome man who trembles his body, but still doesn't break his temper. I guess it's in front of Estelle, where she can't even pull it off willingly. That's cool. I haven't changed my name to Dada.

That said, Baton Touch with him here. Let's pick it up here after.

"It's a very light dragon to come back in just a few days."

The title of backpacker is not Dade.

If you talk about casual barebacks, there are giant eyeballs that are as good as the head of a person.

Now it moved toward this way.

"When I think of my battle with you, I feel so frustrated that I can't sleep at night"

"You're the one who got involved earlier, and you're the one who didn't have the strength. Don't you deserve that and this? If we lose here, it's a real Ments round, right?

"Gu......"

I mean, I can't sleep at night, or whatever.

You're not a hiss woman, so don't sue anyone else.

Oh, no, was his gender a female?

"Can't you wish me home? The people of the city are amazed."

'... I don't like it'

I don't like it.

Don't be selfish.

"So what can I do to wish you home?

…………

Is this it?

It's a good idea to come anyway, but you didn't actually think anything of it.

What's wrong with you, you big fat fuck?

"Let's just say it's good to give up a hundred steps and ask me. But think about your figure. It is very annoying to get into the city with that body. Mr. Farren's garden is not your landing site."

I'm sure it's for a magical experiment.

This is a neighborhood, but it's got a big garden.

"No, I don't mind..."

Hey, don't worry about it, Osama.

How much I want to see a dragon.

"Nah, then blah..."

"So please go home for today"

"Eh..."

It's already the second Christina raid. Poorly numbered, it is not strange to say how there is asylum for demonic aristocracy, but unnecessarily suspicious. It's dangerous to leave this backpacker alone any longer.

I will do everything in my power to protect my lovely living together with my beloved Sophia.

"Otherwise, you do something big for that waste."

More than anything.

A dragon that won't be a young girl is not a dragon.

Japanese men have seen heterosexuality in dragons since ancient times. Princess Uji's Bridge is an ugly passage, and Princess Bridge, who suffers from evil obstruction, asks her husband to "bring me a watermelon of about twelve meters for me to bear your baby and suffer", but it is famous that she met the young and beautiful Lori Dragon in the sea ahead of her visit and was bedridden in a fast attack. Thanks to her, Princess Bridge keeps her belly swollen and Zundkodon her five-dimensional nails at the shrine late at night. Wakame sucks.

So if you regret it, be a toddler and come back out.

Then you can listen to him for as long as you want, you shitty dragon.

'... would be good'

"Yeah, well, that's what I'm gonna do."

"Remember, Tanaka..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, the customer is home. Please put your cane away."

I turned the dragon take-off guide to the wizards surrounding me, and for one thing, the situation shows signs of collection. As Christina responded to the feathers, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,

It's about the bastard. I'm sure he'll harass you.

Flying away, she vanished early into a point in the sky, a little black dot.

◇ ◆ ◇

After all, I came back to my dorm room.

Classes will be good already today.

"... do you want to take your time"

I don't tell anyone, I squeal.

Sophia's away now because she's on her way to collect her laundry.

No, he's already a really good working kid. Nothing. It would be good to collect it after sundown. Her vitality deserves respect as soon as she gets home. I'm sure there's something gutsy about it from the status screen.

"Do you want to lay down a little..."

Lift your hips off the couch in the living room.

It was high time I walked out to my room.

My voice sounds unexpected.

"Ha, I'm going in!

It's Estelle.

I heard it from the front door.

Dobby and footsteps make her peek into the living room.

The door must have been locked.

"What's wrong?

"That's, uh..."

Now I wonder what.

You have a lot of events today.

"The war has begun!

"... Yes?

I have a feeling that the last big one came.

You're expanding too fast.

"The convocation has taken place! This is the territory I received before."

"Huh? Is that for Mr. Estelle too? I mean, let it be, where and where did war start? I haven't been able to keep up with the situation."

Suddenly it's too late to talk about it.

"It's this country and the Pussy Republic next door. There's been a skirmish near the border for a long time, but apparently it's gotten real. They're already starting to damage us!

"That the border and the territory that Mr. Estelle was given to you was Dompisha?

"Yes, it is!

…………

Blonde lolita talking with her breasts stretched out.

Perhaps she herself is excited again.

Tension is higher than usual.

"But I believe you were a Fitzclarence lady."

Though the lady would be a good place.

No matter how many lords you are, your dad will take care of that. Normal.

"Already am I Viscount Fitzclarence? We have a duty to peacefully and safely rule and develop the territory we have been given. It's unacceptable to abandon this and go to peace and school, etc!

…………

A blonde lolita with extra chest tension.

That's awesome self-esteem.

I almost fell in love with it with or without the membrane.

"So, uh, oh, sorry. I'll be away for a little while..."

"How dangerous is that?

"... and worry, will you? Something about me..."

"Well, naturally."

He's one of the people I've traveled with.

"Huh..."

Then now his face turns bright red, blonde lolita leaning in great panic.

Oh, my God. Damn it. It's cute already.