Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

After the acari got out of the bath, the collector took a bath with the snow white, but was forced to brush the various snow whites in the bath.

I also bought a new brush but didn't seem to like it.

When I went to Acari to say that it was a brush on the tail of a three-sword antler (Aromelli), I was told that any more luxury items would have to go to Wangdu. In other words, it would be covetous for a woman.

With a few hands, they can also be used for human use.

The day after that.

Early in the morning, when the sun didn't rise, the three collectors, Akali and Snow White, who finished a brief breakfast for the rest of last night, went out hunting in the Allerduria Mountains.

It was a mood change and salting request for clams that had been dull for two days, and more importantly, snow and white mood.

Snow White leads the collector, the acari, up the slope as he stands his tail loose.

"You're a cockroach, Mr. Snow White"

"You know what I mean?

He laughs at the clams, but he seems to regret it somewhere.

"I know that. Because it hasn't been so much fun in the two days I've been with you. Even yesterday I brushed so... I'm so jealous"

"It's always gonna happen."

"I don't want Mr. Snow White to hate me. I won't shy away. Still, it's really Irnik living with people, isn't it? Since you were in Japan, can you be easily missed by animals?

"You've had about as many geeks as you've had. Other than that, I've never had anything special, let alone easy to be missed. Well, snow and white have been dating ever since."

That's how you make your palms look clammy.

"Mr. Snow White with big palms..."

Akali started tripping somewhere again.

- Ugh.

The snow and white bark quickly.

"Heck, I'll be right back."

Both the collector and the clam that was tripping rushed after Snow White.

There was something curry-flavored in the wild grass that the collector was eating.

It was recently behaved like a curry-style stew to Maxime and Acari.

"Wow, me, were you eating something that expensive...... go!

Akali blued his face.

"No, now that Akali has told me his name,"

The three climbed the slopes from the cave where the zodiac dwelled, to near the summit. Blue cockerel spread over the summit, and snow lingered between them.

Behind them were even higher mountains joined by white crowns, and the village of Salehad appeared small at the end of the forests spreading beneath the eyes.

The collector gently peeled the snow, putting together an even bluer and clearer cock beneath it and froze it all at once.

"It was good like a cold curry pancake, but I don't know if this is a thousand rods in one piece. Just like the wings and mouth of the Blue Eagle."

"'Tramora grass' is hard to take because it has a high taste, aroma and potency only with it under the snow. This mountain is almost impossible to climb during the harsh winter months, so there are only three days during the petrification of the Great Spider (Athrabasik) and the time of the White Phantom Crusade. But at that point in time, I don't think anyone could have been asked to do it, except for Hunter, who was chosen for the White Phantom Crusade by implicit understanding."

The collector snorts with the hoon.

And Snow White snorts cum too.

- Pacri.

……

……

- Paris, shampoo.

The treasurer silently lets the snow at his feet freeze again the tramora grass .

- Pacri.

…………

"Yu, Mr. Snow White, I'm having a little trouble eating it."

- Paris, Mosha Mosha.

Snow White kept eating silent frozen tramora grass.

In the end, the tramora grass, dusted without being taken by snow and white, was about three pieces, and they were secured in the keeper's food backpack.

Soon afterwards, as soon as we can reach it, we'll get on with the hunt Snow White hopes for.

If I hadn't, all the tramora grass would have been eaten by snow and white.

"I haven't been around much."

It was down the opposite slope from the summit to the cave side.

Snow remained by the way on the leaves of a shrub mixed with dead leaves, and the temperature was clearly different from that of the cave side.

- Gru.

The squeal that rang the back of Snow White's throat is a discovery and warning.

The treasurer lowers himself without sound. If I don't, I'll have a snowy tail...

- Pepe.

While much weaker than the collector, his tail struck him directly in the face of the clam.

Akali twists himself subtly, but lowers himself as a keeper.

Ugh, the acari are delighted.

I don't think Akali's personality intentionally left him standing, but the look on his face also makes me suspicious.

The collector decides he didn't see anything about the acari and follows the end of Snow White's gaze.

It is a person.

Except I don't have a mouth. I don't have a nose. I don't have eyes. I have no eyebrows. I have no ears.

Other than that, he is a warrior with a stick and a shield, wearing wounded leather armor.

The whole body of the monster (monster) was covered with cold air, and every time he walked, shrubs and ground froze.

"Monster..."

Akali shrugged in a trembling voice.

If there is only one thing in this world that is absolutely evil, it is a monster.

When the Spirit depletes its magic, for example by decreasing its belly, it goes mad, degenerate, and embodies, a natural disaster.

They were said to be enemies of less organisms, neither eating anything, nor reproducing, but they did not know the details.

It was the first encounter for a collector.

All I know is that it was written in a magic book.

There is only one habit of it.

Attracted by magic, it strikes.

The opponent is a mutated, warrior-shaped monster (Monster) of the Ice Elf.

There is no human being here who can be a wall and cope with proximity.

"... can you use Holy Spirit magic?

"... even the hazy brave are the brave ones, so they beat me up. It just takes a little while."

"... then I'll leave Todome to you. I'll take my distance and buy you some time, so don't get targeted."

Akali nods with a serious face. Looks a little trembling.

Sure enough, the collectors were feeling scared, too.

I was feeling an unfounded, unprovoked fear at the root of my heart, at the root of being a person.

Still, the possessor tumbles it down.

If you can retreat, retreat, but apparently you're not going to retreat.

A monster (monster) rushes this way at a beastly speed.

The collector seems frightened.

Snow and white scratched past its side like a shooting star, stopping the monster's leg.

If you're not going to retreat, you're going to have to fall back.

The treasurer pushes in his fright and throws a boomerang at the moment the monster (monster) stood on his feet.

- Zang.

It pierces the face of a monster.

Thick scratches, boomerang stab wounds, red blood flowing from both, but freezing from the side of the stream.

Monsters bleed. Like a person.

The collector does not loosen his hand.

It was in the book that monsters were not attacking enough.

Immediately beneath the monster (Monster), he magically ejects a pile of dirt.

The monster (monster), skewered from crotch to chest, stopped walking completely.

A snowflake jumped from behind it eats away the monster's neck.

At the same time, a pile of dirt protruded from all sides of the monster's ground.

Rolling monster (monster) head.

The collector sighs one thing and looks at the clams.

The clams with bows were pale and light.

"Not yet."

Acari warning.

The collector looked back.

The pile of skewered dirt was frozen, all crushed, and a monster (monster) with no neck was imminent.

Pull out the Kukri knife on your hips.

That's all I could do for a collector, and the stick was swinging down.

In one blow, the physical barrier is broken without sound.

Shortly after repairing the barrier, a shaken stick jumps up and strikes the collector.

It's a shielded arm, even if it bites as snow and white thrust from across it.

Without leaving the snow and white to move slightly, the stick was swept out with the reservoir's face from the bottom.

If two arms hadn't made it between the stick and the face, by now, the top might have been crushed from the collector's neck.

Both arms of an unbroken collector.

A monster (monster) stopped moving with an arrow poking around his clavicle.

Time seemed to have stopped.

"Ugh."

To the groaning of the treasurer, the acari and the snow white finally react, rushing.

The collector's consciousness was hazy.

He broke both arms, and that stick rocked the zodiac's brain.

I can't get my thoughts together.

I could see the clams and snow white rushing this way.

In front of you is the body of a monster.

I saw a faceless head in the distance.

"... of dirt, coffin"

Finally, he activated a chant of earthen magic, and the consciousness of the collector was interrupted.

It was that evening that the collector woke up.

He wasn't asleep so much.

Wake yourself up from the fur rug that the collector just bought.

"Oh, no, I need to sleep. He's broken both arms and jaw."

My body was hot.

When I try to put on a blanket, I get a tingle and a severe pain in my arm.

"Ugh."

Clams peel off the blanket of a treasurer who groans and twists himself.

"It's hot, isn't it? I was unconscious, so I let him treat me on his own."

Now I realize that a sorry looking acari is sitting beside me.

"Mr. Maxime, it's a magic trick."

I just heard that and felt like I was becoming a macho somewhere.

"Ugh."

"My jaw bone was broken. I don't think I can talk yet. I'm glad you didn't crush it."

The sawdust roars.

"Hehe, I'm still good at curing life magic. I called you when I was unconscious, so I'll call you again. Please accept."

Glancing at unconscious times, the magic of life requires recognition. Then it is likely to be brainwashed or something like that when unconscious, but treatment when unconscious could only be treated to sustain life.

In this way, accelerating recovery required personal acknowledgement.

"Ahhhhhhhhh"

Keeping his mouth open, the collector raises his temples.

Match the cracks in the broken jaw bone to encourage its recovery. He seems to be gently removing his jaw bones to avoid eating up his teeth. Soon my legs and fists were fixed with dirt.

The clam moves straight to the bone of the arm.

"but ahhhhhhhhhh"

Both arms were done the same way, and the last time they were jawed, the treatment was over.

He looked up satisfied as the clam muddled his forehead with his hands.

The acari at the time of treatment is the sadist itself.

"I connected for now, so I was wondering if you were okay. I'm sure it's hot tonight, but be patient."

The sooner the body was repaired with life essence magic, the worse the pain and subsequent fever became.

"Ugh, oh, shh, don't be. So, uh, did you?

The Zodiac wanted to know what happened to the monster.

Akari grabbed her face like she'd done it and looked sorry for her.

"Business...... the neck locked up by the collector has stabbed Todome. I was surprised when it turned into a mass of dirt. I wiped out my body and neck, so I'm fine. But..."

Look at the tip of the foot where the acari lay the treasurer.

The collector also looks at you just by the neck,

There was a snow white sitting there as a soaker and a small round shield.