Fairy Tale Chronicles

"I'm home."

"Welcome back."

Day three of returning from a swarm of spiders. To take care of the three people who still woke up, Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables worked alternately. As for the five deceased, it is not an issue that I can manage personally, so I decided to leave it with the Adventurers Association to do something about it. Even when transporting them out, they have the hands of adventurers they know, including Randy and the others, and they are honest about everything. Exactly, at the end of the sentence I went all the way to the spider swarm to float the cost of clothes, I survived with little pieranok without wearing any busy protective equipment, although all involved were surprised before I was surprised.

As for the stall, it only opens when Hongkong returns early or when Spring Vegetables goes to work. Needless to say, the main reason for not being able to have a store number on the Macro is the instability of the purchase caused by the inability of both of us to leave at the same time.

The three people I helped occupy the bedroom. The apartment they rented is a small one, but there are still two DK intervals at a time. Needless to say, Spring Vegetables could not tolerate the behavior of not being tired of sleeping together in the same room, not to mention sleeping in a boulder every day in a dining room, etc. As a result of the discussion, I searched the property on the condition that there were two or more rooms apart from the kitchen and dining room, the cheapest room with the minimum space required, and it was hard to find a place to live now. The toilets are co-located on each floor, but not so much because there are only two other residents on the floor where the two live. The bath is a public bath every day.

The dining kitchen is just spicy and split in three, so each room other than the dining room has no quadruplets, only if you put the bed down, but if you're still a woman, you can't sleep two people in one room if you can't. Spring vegetables go off the table in the dining room and sleep in a special fold-out simple bed by Hiroshi, who is a sleeping bag on the veranda. I don't want to go to bed with my old man or anything, but before that, my old man Gatai was too good and the bedding in the room was too much. The kitchen is occupied by seasoned and treated herbs and is not a very sleeping environment, even without which it is directly connected to dining, so it is a harsh place for the hong to sleep.

To be honest, I'm sorry it feels like one Hong is eating for it in so many ways, but I always put spring vegetables in my tent when I was camping, and the person is a sleeping bag in the rain. In that sense, maybe it doesn't change that much after all. I don't want to go into the same tent, that's why I went out of my way to formulate a catalyst to find something indescribably bitter about the look of a macro who was putting a minor enchant on his sleeping bag, such as rain weather defense, is new to my memory.

"Well, what about those guys?

"I'm breathing well or something, but I won't wake up yet. How's it going over there?

"If you're working, it's a big problem. The ingredients are, well, I've been going around at work, and I've been buying a lot of them, so just look forward to it."

Copy that.

Spring vegetables answering that while cleaning up the top of the table. I'm free on standby, so for now I've been planting new menus to the extent the ingredients allow, and processing under the ingredients in pharmaceutical and alchemy practice. Even though he was at work for just three days, one of them, he earned the amount of practice to the extent that he made sure of the tricks he had been grabbing for a long time. Some of the items that are difficult to handle in the early stages have also been processed.

"So, what happened today?

"Before I do, I'm going to take a look at those guys. From the feeling, it's time to wake up."

"Mmm, okay."

When I nod at the words of the Macho, I'll be ready to make some tea for now. In a tea receptacle, I decided to serve sweet potatoes (which I would be closer to describing as not so much kingston), and boil just the right temperature of water for the broom tea in a special magic pot by Hiroshi. Just like the Earth's electric pot, it's an excellent thing to say that you don't have to worry about the sky burning because of the magic pot, on top of keeping it warm when you finish boiling the water at the set temperature.

I bought broth tea by looking for tea leaves before they were fermented, and prepared them myself. The fermented foods in this world have developed quite snobbishly, and even though little progress has been made on bread and foods, they may not be significantly different from the Earth around the eighteenth century when it comes to alcohol and tea. As for black tea, in fact, it seems to be something that I was able to accidentally do while doing a lot of trying to make herbal liquor, and it seems to follow a subtle different course from what it is made of on Earth.

"Like what?

"I don't know. At least, I think this old man would wake up if he had any hang-ups. But let's just say for sure, let's not do that kind of thing like slurp it, try to wake it up magically, or kill it and make it react."

"Copy. What about those two over there?

"Fujido, do you want me to die?

"Nothing, I don't think you'd be complaining if you were enough to check your condition for medical attention?

"Sweet, sweet and Mr. Fujido. The only reason that makes sense is the kind of good-looking guy who makes you feel like Eros. When you wake up, you're like me. Why don't you have a scrupulous heckle in front of you? Absolutely, what were you going to do by bringing me in here!? You know, it's decided to yell at me with an amazing sword screen."

"Well, I don't think that's just..."

Spring vegetables that draw on too many opinions and still disagree because of words that just don't listen away, but Hiroshi shakes his face sadly to the side. Apparently, I've lived this hectic, life where I can't trust women enough. It's really rude to think of it as an appreciation for someone you meet for the first time, who hasn't even exchanged words with, but considering they've been through so much that they don't think it's rude, I can't help but comment on how Spring Vegetables are.

"Not in the world. Pick up the drop. Whose is this? So, when I asked, you stole as many witnesses as you could just pick it up and tell me? There are quite a few women who make a scene like thieves."

No, he's not here.

"Six times."

"What?"

"I should have seen you pick it up in front of me, but the number of times I was dressed wet or about to be dressed in those noisy frying phrases"

The breakdown is five times in middle school and one time since entering high school. As a result, even if the fallout has rolled at your feet, they're never going to pick it up unless they preempt around not to treat you like a thief. I moved out of Kansai on purpose and didn't think I was going to be robbed in the same pattern as I did in middle school, Spring Vegetables with no comment, to say with a bitter face. Since I was in third grade, I have solved the misunderstanding of the inner application, which says that I have a bad habit, thanks to the scandal that rocks the whole school, which can be described as basically not attending school or attending the infirmary and what caused it to happen.

As a result, when I repeated the same thing twice in middle school, I decided not to see it even when I found the drop, but after being noticed by the staff (women in their thirties and forties) and picked it up reluctantly, I was dressed three times in wet clothes. Whether he was also a guru or a convicted criminal, he should have seen it properly, but it was a bitter memory that he talked about what it meant to steal, and that is the decisive reason why he basically stopped trusting women up to the forties.

One of the worst patterns since entering high school was that the classmate girl who mentioned it was a habitual offender from the same middle school, so she called her parents to a wet-dressed frying phrase, but it was a story she didn't want to remember for herself or the school that she was about to leave school again. Especially since the school said that Hiroshi knew in middle school that he would be treated like that until he took office, he was also prepared to go out of litigation. To be honest, it was like helping because all my classmates turned to follow me and, unlike in middle school, the girl I mentioned from the beginning was in a more slapping situation, and if some of them were already evil then, the Macro would have dropped out of society entirely here, and the school side would have suffered deadly damage.

Although in a form aided by the school style they attend, there is no doubt that the results of more than three years of counseling using the VR system were about to become blisters in one shot. Somehow he is now settling at a level that is painfully unobstructed in his daily life, but three years ago, Hiroshi would not have been able to sustain this life.

"Whatever you do, I don't care if you pull it out of the cocoon, I don't want to risk anything more."

"... sorry. I'm so sorry..."

Unexpectedly, spring vegetables that make me want to say I'm sorry I was born a woman. A person who does that is a minority, but telling a person on a patrol who is easy to interact with a character breaker in his hand does not produce persuasion. If it is explained why I did the same thing six times, I can't even say that my mouth was torn. Besides being in a different class, the incident itself calmed down before it became a big fuss, so Spring Vegetables, which was in another class at the time, had no idea that had happened. Besides, the other things I was asked about together were probably, which makes me want to say I'm sorry that I was born with an extra woman and that I acted with her on my body.

Blah blah blah, I have basically forgotten because my classmates who turned to follow me don't think it's a big deal either, and they only steam back about when the Macro deliberately pushes before picking up the drop. It is normal to not know humans who are in different classes at a time of year and have little involvement even in the same class. First of all, because of the special circumstances of the macro, it was just about to become important, and this level of trouble is happening in several classes.

"And so I say, at least until I wake up, I'm definitely not going anywhere near you."

"Right. If you think about it, if you wake up, there's a man you don't know, and he's pulling his armor and making you change, it's not weird to be misunderstood."

"That's the spider's yarn, and it wasn't in a very futon state, of course."

With regard to what they were wearing, they have already been thoroughly washed and repaired and put on pillows. Unfortunately, when it comes to fixing the lady's dress, it was not very much in the hands of spring vegetables, so all the hong is done with armor, etc. As for weapons and armor, the repairs are accompanied by a variety of hands to the extent that they do not have to be enchanted, so they can be as separate as they look.

"Well, let's just have a light cup of tea and talk about what the association said and what we've been sourcing."

"Mm, roger. Sweet potatoes or potato chives, I have a snack that feels like saying so, so wait a minute."

That's what I said. Stand in the kitchen and make tea in the sudden. This sudden sushi is a substitute for the fact that spring vegetables made their own in free time combined with the practice of tool manufacturing, and after more than a dozen failures, they were finally satisfied. As a result, when it came to failures, the material was wasted, and Hiroshi had reversed it with alchemy to return it to the material. The furniture in this room, including a huge folding table that occupies the dining room almost entirely, is also mostly made by spring vegetables for practice, with the hands of a macro.

Honestly, the spring vegetables themselves are not going to be extremely manufactured, but at least about sewing, so for now, they are taught a lot by the macro until they are worn making masteries.

"First of all, what the association has been saying."

"Yeah."

"The cocoon balls we found in Piaranok's nest, the number of which I want you to decide you did five. The people who helped me seem to have finally stopped talking."

"That's..."

"Perhaps it would be a bad idea to say at this stage that they're alive."

Spring vegetables that snort one in the words of the Hong.

"In the meantime, there's one thing wrong with this and one bad thing."

"The good news is that the association is going to try to protect us, and the bad news is that we're in so much trouble that we can't raise any more?

"I don't know what to say. I don't know how to make you feel right now, and I'll have time to mislead you every time I give you a password."

"Advantage is, you're coming directly back to this room with a transfer stone, so you can buy yourself a lot of time with that kind of dictation."

"I don't know. After that, our faces are sold because of what we do in the street, so it's not unnatural to rent another room on the pretext of purchasing or purchasing."

"It's cheaper to rent these two rooms than to rent a place that's a lot bigger and has a lot of rooms."

When I nod at the words of spring vegetables, this story cuts off after the next progress.

"There's a lot of happy stories next time."

"Saying?

"Kelp, I've got seaweed."

"Huh? Yeah!?

Spring vegetables that, to the words of the Macho, raise their voices of surprise. Because they weren't in line for the seafood market, I thought it was something that this country didn't have.

"Farlane said the unique flavors of seaweed, especially kelp, were not very acceptable, except in some areas, where they were mostly eaten."

"Ah, I see."

Spring vegetables convincing from the bottom of my heart to the explanation of the macro. In fact, it's not so unusual for Japanese to say that they don't like kelp itself, regardless of the kelp dashi juice. Besides, it is not uncommon to say that even ingredients that exist in multiple parts of the world are eaten in Japan but not in Europe, or in Africa but not in Japan. In Farlane's case, I guess that was just seaweed.

"As a matter of fact, I felt the need to eat algae on purpose because of all the land patterns available for sea and mountain blessings."

"It's very convincing."

"I'm eating octopus and squid for that, so I think it's a strange food culture."

"It's not like I didn't eat octopus all over Europe."

Macro laughs bitterly at Spring Vegetable penetration. It should be noted that in Farlane, seaweed species seem to be close to mere waste as it stands, and if there is a delicious way to eat and use it, few fishermen expect it because troublesome waste turns quickly into a mountain of treasure. He also asked to repair the ship and get along with it in some way, and he seemed generous in handling things like heaven and sun drying.

"So, apart from that, I bought a cup of buckwheat."

"Wow, wow."

That said, I'll show you a lot of today's loot on the table. Fresh shrimp that looks good on tempura, or a lineup that I just think I'm definitely after. Spring vegetables cheer happily on its contents.

"Dong-jun"

"What?"

"What does soy sauce and bonito look like?

"You may still be a little young, I'm willing to say, but I don't think you should have enough to try"

I don't have to tell Spring Vegetables, but I know about the condition of the seasoning in the brewing. Otherwise, no matter how much I say I should keep in an anti-corruption bag, I wouldn't buy or collect ingredients in such a lineup. It should be noted that I do not seem to intend to make condiments that require aging, and the first thing that Macro has made may be an aging accelerator. Because few high level medicines require a fermentation action, this tool is essential to make a number.

"Then before you go to the production, do you want to start by checking Dashi?

"I don't know. I'm still a little missed when I figure it out."

"So, which one does the buckwheat punch? I'll do whatever it takes."

"No, no, Mr. Fujido will focus on Dashi. Yeah."

Dark, this is an ambitious place to hold back against spring vegetables that you claim you want to do, just because you can't give in. In the end, Pandan beat Hiroshi, after grinding the buckwheat fruit and turning it into buckwheat powder, to go into the task of removing potato starch to make single-chestnut flour.

A strange, but appetizing fragrance tickles the nasal cavity. The girl who was in deep sleep suddenly surfaced consciousness at the scent.

(Is this...?

I find myself sleeping with a female knight who should have been an escort in a small, well-made bed for a human living in a crude room like the one I've never been in before. Though it's time to realize the color, she's still in the category of children, so sleeping with an adult physique female knight isn't that cramped, but given their own qualities, it's a treatment that we can't really throw away.

Nevertheless, as soon as we observe it carefully, we can tell, this room is really small. To be honest, even in a small bed like this, the only other piece of furniture is so much room that you can't even put your desk down. Clearly, it is not so much a living space as a room just for sleeping.

(How did you get here...?

I didn't understand the situation at all because I was born with no connection to the rooms below this kind of storage. Waking up the body with care not to wake the sleeping lady knight beside her, she observes the room a little more closely. That said, it's really a room with nothing. Something you could call non-bed furniture or conditioning, about a potted plant placed in a window and a magic lamp placed on a pillow at best. Later, the hangers on the walls were fitted with tailored clothing that seemed to be what they were wearing, to the extent that a set of gear, which belonged to a female knight, was placed in one corner of the room.

It's a room that really kills the landscape because of the space problem, but I can see everywhere that I'm trying to make it feel better when it's narrow. But make it a bed, make it a magic lamp, I'd rather have it in a room like this. Especially for lamps, the shape is not as simple and elaborate as it is, but qualitatively, the royal palace, which is also very different from what is used in the compartment where the aristocratic class enters and exits. The girl doesn't know the financial value, but she only knows it's disproportionate to the occasion. I'm a neglected girl about the financial value of all things, but I'm not even so unknown to the public that I don't know the value of things themselves.

From that girlfriend's point of view, this room was one where the more you observed, the stronger the strange impression.

(Let's sort out some memories)

Being in a strange room calms the panicking thoughts and rotates his head fully trying to remember what happened before he woke up. I remember losing it so much that the man I thought was frigid, who had taken in my belly sister, appeared before me after my daily duties and flew eight of us into the great spider's nest. The knights serving as escorts were also under powerful captive magic, trapped in cocoons as bait before giant spiders living in the depths of the woods. For the samurai who accompanied him in his care and the civilian who followed him for administrative purposes, he does not have the ability to resist from the beginning. Even if the captive magic hadn't hung, it would have been eaten without a clump.

Hardly in the escort, only the magnificent knight and the female knight who is now sleeping with him could not have taken full advantage of the captive magic and managed to earn some time. However, in situations where the body does not move as much as I would like, the amount of time I can earn is known. Only she was perfectly free on the spot, having high magical resistance to blood muscles and positions, but none of her fighting abilities, like the civilians. Moreover, unfortunately, with the exception of some objects that hit pedigree magic, the magic of girls is not so high. There is no such thing as confidence in boulders that when they become irresistible curse magic with a level of power whose name is known all over the country, they can be very relieved. For this reason, as a final evil reward, we had the opportunity to acquire the magic of stopping our time and protecting ourselves to all the humans on the spot.

Seeing where she is currently living like this, the girl's bet seems to have won when it comes to protecting her life. But it's still too early to say that the Lord of this room has really won the bet than it is unclear who he is. First of all, it's not that easy to unlock that magic. There are people who are more capable of disarming it than they are waking up like this. It's too early to judge me as an enemy, but I congratulate you too much for whatever it takes to think I'm on your side because you saved my life.

(In the meantime, just make sure your body moves properly first)

Whatever you do, we won't talk if your body doesn't move first. I don't know by what means I solved the magic, but other than the regular method of solving it, it's possible that I've even slept for days since my body got back to normal. It didn't seem to do that much damage, but I can't be caught off guard.

Once you check your condition and understand that your body hasn't faded so much for now, you sneak out of bed so you don't sound as loud as you can. Unconsciously, sticking his legs in the slippers that were lined up might be a good way to grow up. It wouldn't be that big a building to see from the condition of the room. As soon as the door is opened, it is possible that the owner of this place may be mistaken, etc. If the other person is a good person or a person in a neutral position without having to go that far, there is no problem, but if he is a bad person or villain, it can be a pain in the ass.

"... I knew you were still a little young"

"Well, it's my first time, and I can't help it."

"I don't know. Well, it's not that bad, 'cause you can expect the next one. Yeah."

"Yes, yes."

Listening to you with your ears on the door, you hear such conversations between young men and women. Quite a disturbing conversation. I associate matters with the knowledge of an older girl, and unexpectedly turn blue. I'm not uncomfortable with my body, but considering I'm being made to change, it's not an impossible story.

"Well, whatever, if we do this, we can move on to our next ambition. Yeah, maybe."

"Next ambition?

"Both blue and bonito noodles have a purpose, and I normally sell octopus. Then there's only one."

"... go that way first"

"Yeah, no. I can't get rice. Currently, if I say I can make it, it's basic, with all the powdered monkeys?

"No, I didn't, I put aside all sorts of things, and I said it was that way first..."

To a man and a woman who continue to have a meaningful conversation, a girl who has trouble judging. To be honest, their conversation would be about food, more than having the word octopus. But if that's the case, I don't know what the word "young" means. It may be some kind of code, but for that matter, there's an air of no tension. I'm impressed by the strange way men talk. Honestly, atmospherically, you don't look the type to do what you imagine, but even good people commit when they sin.

While I'm concerned about that, Juwa ~, along with the lively sound I keep saying, the fragrance of fried food and thoughtfulness begins to arouse my appetite again. When I sneak open the badly erected door and ask how things are going through the gap, I see a blonde working in the kitchen and a dull looking guy in an uncomfortable outfit that doesn't otherwise have a problem cleaning up that thing spread over a huge table.

"Done!"

The woman who was working happily arranged the bowl on the table. Apparently, it contains something of a strange scent from earlier. At the center of the table is a plate served with something that looks like fried food. A man who takes that bowl and sticks two sticks inside with pleasure as well. Seriously observing what to do, something like a slightly blackish noodle emerges from inside. When you carry it to your mouth without hesitation, you both make a luxurious sound and rinse it up.

"This is it!"

"I was young enough to be young enough."

"Yeah, yeah!

With that said, I grab the fried food that seems to have been served in the bowl from the beginning. The girl's hunger and appetite take their limit as she watches her sound and rinse up as she slopes luxuriously in a heartbreak. Obviously, table manners say it's a nasty way to eat, but it's something that looks so delicious, it's getting more and more intolerable to watch. On the hit of the two of them putting their mouths directly on the bowl, finally, against the girl's will, her stomach makes an adorable noise and complains of hunger.

"Hmm?"

"Oh?"

It wasn't that loud, but it still seemed oddly resounding in a space where the noise of lavishly rinsing up the noodles earlier had been interrupted.

"Oh, wake up."

I just got my eye on a guy who looks like a heckle, and I move to the dining room with my mind in mind. Either way, in the size and spacing of this room, it is certainly impossible to escape without being found by these two, unless it is also when they are completely asleep.

"… what are you going to do with us?

"I don't know what's going on, so I'm gonna make up my mind."

"Well, rice first, before..."

A woman puts something in a cup better and puts it in front of herself. To de-alert, or spoon the contents so you can see them, keep them in your mouth and show them. Take as long as you can to prove that there is no immediate poison in it, and keep talking.

"In the meantime, I don't know if it's okay to eat solids all of a sudden, and if you're allergic to buckwheat flour, it's not good, just take a little of that"

Allergies, I don't know what the word means, but I do know that there are a few people in the world who don't accept certain foods physically. Perhaps what they were eating, among the foods that say so, is particularly intense rejection. One nod to the precautions said and include a slightly corny brown-stained clear liquid in your mouth fearful of being invited to the fragrant fragrance. Weigh yourself into the rich flavor that spreads slightly in your mouth and you're about to drink it all up unexpectedly, counting about fifty in your head just in case. Drink up the contents of the cup one by one, especially since your body is not feeling well.

"... delicious"

"That's good. Not feeling hungry?

"Does it hurt or something?

"... Yes"

"Then I'll boil your buckwheat, so wait a minute"

"Oh, I'll do it."

Apparently, this guy doesn't want to be too close to the girl he met. When the water is boiled again and the noodles are boiled, and served in a bowl with what looks like a reheated soup, something fine is scattered in the bowl and served on the table with a spoon and fork.

"Maybe it's hard to eat with chopsticks, so good luck with that. Yeah, well, needless to say, be careful because it's hot. After that, Tempura can tell how hungry he is, so I'll see you next time, all the time."

"I care and thank you"

"This one, I want you to know a little bit about the taste of your hometown, so don't worry about it. The ingredients I used were a little young, so I thought it would suit my mouth."

I come a long way from myself and from women to say that. Again, as the first impression suggests, these two people have worked their ass off. I mean, this man, he's obviously avoiding women. But rather than such an observation, it is now a different culture in front of us. The soup in it would be the richly flavored one I just mouthed, its raw liquid. At least that doesn't mean it can't taste so bad that it can't be eaten. Hold on to your expectant chest, carefully stick the fork into the bowl, and tangle the right amount with pasta guidelines.

Breathe from time to time to cool moderately, carrying expectations and anxiety into a fearful mouth on your chest. A shock that cannot be expressed in the girl's vocabulary spreads into her mouth, and also helps with the seasoning of hunger to bring her to the supreme flavor. I can no longer put up with it. All she could do was somehow restrain herself from disappointing in the nasty.

Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables Chicken Drinking Soba Water After a Meal, watching the girl who elegantly but diligently keeps quietly eating her buckwheat. When I was in Japan, I was worried about taking too much salt or something like that, and I didn't drink up any dashi, but since I came here, it was a lot harder, and there were a lot of things that ran out of salt, so I stopped worrying about what I said.

"Already? Yeah?

"... Yes"

The girl, who was drinking Dashi with a spoon to spare the remnants, nods as she watches the dust completely emptied. To be honest, he wants to eat some more, but he doesn't want to wake up from bulimia. He knows about it. When I offer the goddess a prayer of gratitude after meal, I bow my head one sigh at a time.

"Apparently, you like it."

"That was good. Tomorrow, I'll get something a little different."

A girl whose eyes shine so brightly that she can tell at a glance at the words of Spring Vegetables and Hong. He liked it a lot. Look at that look and think a lot about tomorrow's menu.

"I don't know. If Dashi likes you, we don't have a lot of rice balls tomorrow, do we?

"Oh, maybe. When it gets cold, it can be on the street menu."

"The stall, is it?

"Yeah. Between my work as an adventurer, I'm stalling out and selling food."

"I'll tell you what I'm selling tomorrow. If it was in front of you now, would you eat it?

Girl snorting cocky, in the words of a macro. Because it is a breeding platter, the earlier portions added and subtracted are not enough to be slightly harsh.

"Nevertheless, are you an adventurer and you have a stall..."

"I want the workshop to be as big as it can be and the base where it can be built. Honestly, it's usually inefficient to do it as an adventurer, so I earn extra money from stalls while doing a drink based on work in the city."

"Let me use the equipment of the association, because there's so much going on, I want an environment where I can create things in a way that doesn't involve others as much as I can."

The girl whose face catches on to the word, being eyed. Spring vegetables noticed how it was, followed with a bitter smile.

"I've been blindfolded, but it's not like I made anything illegal."

"So why...?

"I'm gonna ask you a question after what I expected from your eyes, but didn't you think this room was weird?

"Room, is...?

That's what I say, I look inside the room. I forgot that I was taken conscious of filling my hunger, but if you look closely, I have the same type of discomfort as my earlier bedroom. The tables and chairs you use for your meals, the magic lamps that illuminate the indoors, the kitchen equipment, and the vast majority of them are made with simple but not so obvious skill that the non-material is a good substitute for the finest. If I can get all these household tools together, I usually feel like I'm going to get about a workshop.

"Um, you both use a lot of fine furniture,"

"It's in a room like this, isn't it weird?

Girl who doesn't know how to respond to the bitter words of spring vegetables. Spring vegetables that tell the answer, regardless of how she looks like that.

"This is it, it's all homemade. It wasn't me who made it, it was you over there."

……

A girl who says something light and incredible and ends up unexpectedly. But on the other hand, I am convinced that it would not be strange to be blinded. If you can make all this magic props, it's natural to be able to put your eyes on them. If you think about it in the first place, one of these men and women has the ability to unlock the secret tricks used by the girl. Rather, it would be stranger to be anonymous until now.

"Well, I ran into a chat, but why don't you just introduce yourself"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I beg your pardon."

"If it's too hard, then yes. I'm Dong-hong. The east is the last name and the hong is the name. Adventurer Rank is Grade 10. He said he called it easy."

"Fujido spring vegetables. Fujido is my last name and Spring Vegetables is my name. Adventurer rank is also Grade 10. You can call me whatever you want, too, unless it's a weird way to call me that."

"Dear Hiroshi, you're Master Harna. My name is Aeris."

When you check the adventurer card the two of you showed me and understand that you're not lying, I'll just tell you my name for now.

"So, I'd like to check with both of you."

"What is it?

"What the hell was our situation?

"Remember when we were attacked by giant spiders?

"Yes."

One nod without getting lost at that inquiry, which matches the memory I just confirmed.

"All of us, as bait for that spider, trapped in a cocoon."

"From the timing, maybe I had a hair in between"

"Really? Why are you two in that giant spider residence?

In response to Aeris' question, the two of them smile face to face. It doesn't matter, Hiroshi is positioned diagonally with Aeris and Spring Vegetables, and remains standing all the time. To be honest, regardless of the spring vegetables I understand the situation, Aeris feels something subtly unsettling, but I can't decide whether to put that in my mouth or not.

"Our purpose is simple."

"I went to get some yarn to make clothes."

"Clothes, is it?

"Yeah, the clothes I wore when I was in the stall are getting dirty."

"Oil stains on the curry stains. Half a dozen detergents fall off."

I don't know what a curry is, but I've heard chatter with a samurai that oil stains don't fall off because they're semi-productive. That said, I wonder if that's why I even went out to the spider herd, Aeris, which I can't say anything about. To be honest, it's the humanities that make me wonder if that's how much I should buy, but if it wasn't for the thought circuit these two say so, we'd most likely have been in the spider's stomach by now. All this time, I have to thank you for that crap.

"Question from over here, yeah?

"Yes."

"Eight spiders caught you?

"There is. Um..."

"If you do something about someone else, it's bad news, so be prepared."

Aeris is annoyed at the words of Macho, knowing that they were all not helped.

"Only three people, including Mr. Aerys, were helpful. There's a woman I put to bed with and an old man alive."

"Rayna was confirming, was she, Sir Doga helpful as well"

"I'm sorry. Others did it too late when they freed themselves from the cocoon"

To the words of the majesty, shake your neck left and right. To be honest, I didn't have a lot of work to do with the other five. Maybe at the time I was trapped in a cocoon, I was losing my life.

"It's not about Master Hiroshi apologizing. It's a miracle, even if it helps..."

Yes, it's a miracle just to help. Seeking more than that is too much luxury. In the first place, I shamelessly blame them for treating me to dinner after I got help and why they didn't all help me, etc.

But still, Aeris couldn't contain what was coming up.

"You guys! What have you done to the princess!

Another jumped out of the spring vegetable room as he leaned down and watched Aeris weep as he rinsed.

"Re, Raina!?

Aeris accidentally stops crying at her own escort who suddenly jumps in. Thoughts are so completely empty that you forget your grief at that action that you can't read too much air.

"It's you!

When you get over the table in a light motion and pull out your sword in one act, you push the macro against the wall without even showing a stray sleigh and stick a blade in your neck muscle.

"Rayna, stop it!

"Princess, don't be deceived!

Aeris can only grate Rayna, who is obviously mistaken about something, without knowing how to deal with it. It no longer flies completely, such as grief earlier.

"Rayna, let go of Master Hiroshi!

"No matter how many princess orders you give, that's not all you can ask!

That way, when you dazzle the macro, you take the word after it in a tight tone.

"I know you're a part of that man! What's the purpose!?

"Raina!"

I don't listen to Aeris reprimand at all, and he threatens the Macro without question. Spring vegetables staring blue at the look of it. Obviously, there's something wrong with the macro. My face is earthy, my goosebumps float all over my body so much that I can see them, my eyes are out of focus, and my body is obviously shaking. As it is, he breaks. But when I go in to badly help, Spring Vegetables themselves will now put extra pressure on the Macro. Moreover, we have managed to do something about that condition, and unless a woman called Raina is satisfied, it could continue to inflict unnecessary damage on the macro.

Ever since I came here, Donghong has become so spiritual that I don't think he's human. But there is a wound to the heart that is so easily insurmountable, no matter how tough the spirit of Siegfried, who should have been immortalized by dragon blood, lost his life thanks to only one leaf. Even though it was becoming a joint life with spring vegetables, for him, who has a miracle type of experience with the status quo itself, which is capable of a constant line of social reintegration in the first place, this situation, in which strange women are dressed in wet clothes and stuffed and do not have ears to listen to one thing, is an act that goes deep through the trauma of the past.

"But the more you look, the worse you look. Besides, I feel sorry for you for being so frightened up by this level of intimidation, even though you are conceited of the mastermind. You must have seen it sweetly with just a woman and a child anyway..."

Rayna's words could never go on until the end. Because we had to deal with the blow that was unleashed with horrible anger. The next moment he barely pays off the overly sharp blow of spring vegetables, he is blown away to the other end of the room with a slight shock.

"Sorry, Mr. Aerys. I really wish I could have helped you right now."

"... I'm sorry, Master Harna..."

"Why are you apologizing!?

"... Raina. How much disrespect do I have to show you, my benefactor?

It's the face that calms down, the angry spring vegetables from the whole body to the spectacular, and the aeris that looks at itself with a gaze that even the dirty ones see. On their faces, something cold runs on their spines.

"Hih, princess! The princess is deceived! Anyway, that man, good thing he's asleep, he's decided to make us comforters!

"Don't take it personally to tell me you don't know anything about Hiroshi!

Shivering behind me, staring into the void with unfocused eyes, smashing all the contents of my stomach, something snapping every bump wow. Spring vegetables that exude anger from all over his body and hunt down Rayna, covering his back like that. He is someone who is not yet in love with each other, but still forgives me enough to live together, trusts me as a partner, and favors me to the extent that I want to be about my best friend. Spring vegetables are not warm enough to make such a person cocky by mere assumption and endure being recruited like even the worst criminals.

"We are all determined the same, such as young men of uncharacteristic qualities! By and large, there's no way you can believe it, such as accidentally being there and helping by accident!

"Come on!

Still, a good old Gatai coming out of the room of the Macho lights up Raina trying to justify herself.

"D, Sir Doga!?

"It would be ugly to hear it from you earlier! If you give up a hundred steps and miss the first hand, what do you mean you don't hear the princess pull it off!

"So, but..."

"Firstly, what were you going to do if your woman pointed the blade at the princess in this situation?!?

Stuck in reply to Doga's words. If you're watching the spring vegetable movement now, it's clear that you have enough skill to do it lightly to pierce the aeris before you cover it.

"Rayna, I know you're a man of distrust. Even I was about to get it wrong, so there's no need for you to assume."

"Princess......"

"But the circumstances are not serious enough to ignore the order to pull."

Rayna gets pissed off scatterly by the two bosses and completely smudged. Leaving her like that, Doga bows her head to the Hong and Spring Vegetables.

"I'm sorry. Spoil any punishment in this matter."

One sigh at Doga's attitude is spring vegetables that hold a light blade.

"Next time, there will be no"

"I'm so sorry"

"Is Master Hiroshi okay?

"I don't know. I knew it would be, so I was acting as physically distant as I could..."

Spring vegetables that somehow calm down unusual breathing and watch a falling macro as it tries to get up fluttered.

"Maybe Master Hiroshi..."

"I think I'm getting pretty nasty eyes. Maybe he was in danger of his life."

"... you seem kind, so maybe they put you in there"

Doga controls the movement around a rose horse taking a kitchen rag in his hand to finish off the diarrhea he threw up.

"I'll do it."

Pushing forcefully over the macro trying to shake his neck left or right, he silently begins to process the dirt.

"Dong-jun. Get dressed, I'll put it here."

Spring vegetables that place the change of clothes removed from the bag of the hong in the middle of the table, accompanied by aeris to get a little distance, drag Rayna and evacuate to the doorstep. When you get dressed silently, flutter back to your room and change, you drag your sleeping bag out onto the veranda to reject everything.

"I'll sleep there today."

"Yeah, leave me alone..."

When I say that with a faint voice as I show my coaled back, I just go into my sleeping bag, close the window, put a grasping stick in and go to sleep. Like chasing him like that, it starts pounding and raining, and instantly it starts to gain quite a bit of momentum. I blues that look, sorry, with the three of you staring painfully at me and Raina just thinking about what she did to herself. This one case, which was hunted down just before it broke mentally to a statement that worked disrespectfully on the benefactor of life, clearly determined the power relationship between the group of adventurers and the three helped, which in some respects would be thoroughly tailed until later.