Meikyuu Toshi no Antique Shop

"The Footsteps of Death" is a lonely seeker.

He wraps his whole body with boneless armor at all times and is heavily equipped as if he were going to the battlefield.

Even though it's very hard to get close just to the exterior, it's so badly loving that you don't even respond to light greetings.

He didn't seem to have any companions either, and he always acted alone.

The arm just seems to stand, not ask.

I keep treading the dungeon by myself. We are now reaching the twelfth basement. This is an area where you can reach a party that combines experience and strength that has been exploring for more than a decade.

Some of their peers slap their pussies with "no fate," "madness," "suicide seekers," etc. But at the same time, many of them cared about the Footsteps of Death.

"What's the secret to that strength?

"A weapon?

Maybe magic has something to do with it.

"Is the contents human?"

"No, it could be Lizardman."

You can't even deny the line "Elf."

We talked about it like every night in the tavern with the others.

From what I hear, it seems that its identity is also the subject of gambling.

But they know not in their armor what kind of man is hidden.

She is also named Anemone L. Amberlight.

Being just a little tall girl about seventeen.

The fact that my favorite food is the biscuits and cafe ole of the 'Land Dragon Looking Up at the Sun' pavilion.

Being a good customer of The Age of the Good Old Mages.

From the convenience of not being able to go to the treatment center, visiting the store may also request treatment in exchange for items picked up in the dungeon.

"If you're a tool supplier, do something about it."

"I've told you many times, this isn't a blacksmith or a therapist."

"What? Can't you fix it?"

"I'm saying that every time my armor breaks or I get hurt, I'm in trouble."

This is the usual question she asks every time she visits The Age of the Good Old Mages.

As for Fujiwara, I didn't want to treat Anemone if possible.

Because there are only a few things that can be done with items and medicines handled in the store. I cannot be held responsible for irrevocably failing to take adequate action. That's why I recommend going to the infirmary every time.

But she won't listen to me. I don't care if it's first aid, so do it.

"Enough. Die."

"You're not impressed with that rambling stuff...... hey, where are you going?

"Return"

Anemone, who was left with nothing but a slit on her skin, pissed off her shoulder and held a set of armor all over her body, headed to the store door.

I know that Anemone can't go to the treatment center for the convenience of hiding her identity from others. Besides, she's very my best, very stubborn personality. It was obvious that leaving it alone would only do enough to take the right magic medicine.

"... OK," Fujiwara sighed. "Please come back here"

This is what happens in the end.

"What. You're cured now?

"Yeah. Let's do whatever we can. But all I can do is do first aid."

"Hmm. Fine."

When Anemone says so greatly, he returns his armor on the floor. But his face also seemed so relieved.

"... then I will treat you, so please let me see your injury"

"Mmm."

Anemone placed her left foot on the table.

White and lustrous legs like ceramics.

I can see at a glance that some of that skin is degenerating.

The colour turns gray and the surface is rough. If you tap it, it will make a hard noise. It's not just cured, it's petrified.

"Hmm."

Fujiwara gets up and goes as far as the armor she left on the floor earlier. If you look into it, the left leg fixture is as perverted as expected. Its surface, which was supposed to be made of steel, was like stone, as was the skin of Anemone.

"You're petrified."

"Sounds like it."

"Is it uncomfortable or something when you walk?

"None"

"I'm beating you right now, but what's the pain?

"... feels a little dull"

"Hmm. I think the magic erosion fits around my skin. Is this what happened with the stone-eyed chicken (Cocatris)?

Stone-Eyed Chicken is a monster that rarely appears on the twelfth basement floor she's about to attack. It looks close to a chicken and only has that degree of strength and intelligence. But on top of his very fierce personality, he had a special eye that turned the stare into stone.

"Oh. Stay under your feet when you notice. This is what happened when I tried to stroke him."

"Why are you stroking me?

'Cause she was cute.

……

"But I traded it for my life," he smiles obsessively.

"That's not a problem"

I've been meaning to say this for a long time, but there's something she lacks in crisis management.

You should keep wearing poisonous armor, lose food while you're exploring, and behave very carefully already.

But I don't want to say much about Fujiwara. It's not like I knew what she was going to see in the first place.

On the other hand, she needed to pay off her debts. I'm going to ask them to contribute to the sales of the store afterwards. I would like you to stay healthy if possible.

"... Hmm"

Get up and head over to the inventory shelf. Certainly among the products that were sold

Because I remembered that there were suitable therapeutic tools for you. I put my hand in the crate and pull it out when I find what I have in mind.

Once it is removed from the cloth bag, the oil lamp is used for thermal disinfection.

"... then solve the petrification. Please don't move."

"Mm-hmm. Wait. What the hell is that?

"Is this it? This is an item called" Golden Sewing Needle. "

What Fujiwara has at her disposal is a long, sharp needle. Contrary to the name, there is no needle, instead the butt part is decorated with a statue of a small frog. It doesn't even look like a dagger without a pattern at first glance, but it's certainly not a weapon.

This is a grant tool that can treat petrification.

It has been sold out due to the lack of use other than to cure petrification, but the effect can be guaranteed. It is not a consumable like magic medicine (magic potion), but an excellent product that can be used as many times as possible at the expense of magic, and has immediate effect and no worries about side effects.

However, it is a little painful during the treatment….

"Could you stab him?

"Because it's an item as you can see"

"I don't know, the..." Anemone mumbled on you.

"What is it?

"Doesn't it hurt?

"It hurts so bad," I purposely smile at you for harassment.

When Anemone heard it, she pulled her legs right into the table and sat right on the couch. Slightly blues his face.

As for Fujiwara, I also intended to be a little harassing, but I can see that it worked better than I thought.

"Ho... there's no other way?

"There isn't," Fujiwara assured me clearly. But there is no truth to it.

"... why laugh"

"No, you're not laughing, are you? I feel pure and just want to cure your legs.... but I'm in trouble. If you don't like it because there's no other way, you won't have to go to the infirmary anymore."

"Knock..."

Anemone stares at the needle with an awesome shape.

I glance at him for the first time and look at him as if he was ready.

I've been reaching this way. I grabbed around the collar wondering what it was. Then he loses his posture and slowly offers his petrified leg.

"Do it."

"I'm in awe"

Fujiwara smiled from the bottom of her heart and decided to start treating Anemone's petrified legs.

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Fujiwara decided to start first aid.

Picking the 'Golden Sewing Needle' and transferring the magic, the whole needle begins to blur and blue light. That is proof that it has begun to function as a granting instrument.

Poking the petrified area of Anemone's leg with the tip of the needle conveys a stiff feel to her fingertips.

It didn't make any difference for a while, but if you keep poking it a few times, your skin, which should have been as hard as a stone statue in gray, gradually changes its shade and texture.

It seemed to slowly regain its original color and vibrancy.

"I'm not afraid. It doesn't hurt. I'm not scared. It doesn't hurt. I'm not scared. It doesn't hurt. I'm not scared. It doesn't hurt. I'm not scared. It doesn't hurt. I'm not scared. It doesn't hurt."

Anemone with bumps and self-allusions, trembling in rattles and small pieces. I know you're not supposed to be hurting me yet, but it was a more frightening way than I expected.

Of course, there are painless treatments.

It is the way to rely on items such as the monk's prayer spell, or "curse ointment" or "petrification scroll" that can solve the petrification. The former could not be used for Fujiwara, but the latter should have been in stock if you looked for store shelves.

However, the consumables on this hand do not completely heal the symptoms when used. It is only used for first aid in the dungeon.

So using this "golden sewing needle" was still the best choice given the reliable and inexpensive method.

And here's the problem.

On the softened skin, slowly poke the needle and sink.

Anemone roared small "ku".

Stronger to grip the collar and honestly I can't breathe.

Nothing more than patience. I walked back from the dungeon, so I don't think I need to worry, but in case the magic of stone-eyed chickens was reaching close to muscles and bones, I need to heal properly. This is the only way to deliver effects to the muscles. Worst of all, it could leave some after-effects, so I needed to be careful.

"Come on, you'll be fine now"

"... gusu"

Anemone is teary-eyed and is rinsing her nose. Apparently it hurt.

After the procedure is over and the needle is removed, I will apply the wound medicine and wrap the bandage around him.

Given her protective physique, she will soon heal without leaving any traces of needles.

"Nevertheless," Fujiwara thinks, looking at the anemone on his face plucked with tears.

She usually looks fine with a broken arm or a curse, so I wonder if it hurts to this extent.

Ask him, what he recognizes as an injury seems to invalidate his senses with the power of 'protection', but anything else usually remains painful.

"Uh... should we make it tea?

"… do"

And Anemone snorted, looking like a child.