Scop Scopper Scoppest with Demon Eye King

It is shaky.

I wondered what was wrong.

But I decided not to care because the shake was comfortable.

"- - Oh, no."

"- Let it go, let it go."

I can hear someone talking.

I wondered what it was.

But I feel okay.

"- Can I have a drink? Drink hard."

Something came in my mouth.

My mouth is cumbersome.

If you swallow it, it's in your stomach.

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The girl's eyes open slowly.

His successor (Tsugutsu), who was watching how it was, sighed heavily.

"Are you all right? Does it hurt?

"... shuuuuuuuuuu"

"What?... shuwo?

A squeaky voice echoed from his sideways as his successor, who tried to check the girl's safety, was confused by the mysterious words she had spoken.

"- So I told you it was okay. Treat the scatterers like scammers."

The Lord of the Voice was an old woman. He wraps his long gray hair together behind him and wraps a grey robe around him. Are you in your seventies or eighties? Deep wrinkles, carved multiple times on her face, make the beholder feel the eternity of the journey of life she has taken.

The old woman further deepened her deep wrinkles in the frown-to-brow position and stuffed her successor in anger.

"Look, I just left two big silver coins and went home. It's almost time for the store."

"This is crazy, Baba. I haven't been able to make sure you're still well healed, so shut up."

"Baba - heh!

The girl woke herself up from the couch where she was lying, looking strangely at the gagging and rubbing heiress and old woman.

There the heir again speaks out of concern for cheap or not.

"Are you all right?

"… go"

The girl nodded and answered the question of her heir.

The girl looks around with a blurred half-eye at her heir who is once again horrified by the response.

In the girl's eyes, there was no longer a cluttered room so vague even its size.

A number of items of unknown use are arranged and stacked so narrowly that the location of the walls cannot be confirmed while being indoors. The only thing I could make sure of was the ceiling.

- Where?

Kurin, and the heir tried to answer the terminal question of the girl tilting her neck -

"This is the city's..., the city's..., some kind of tool shop."

"Heine, it's a magic prop store!

An old woman clings to her heir's overly cluttered response.

As the old woman put it, this is a store on the boulevard of Berg that trades special tools called demonic props.

Speaking of why the heirs are in such a place, it was for the girl's treatment.

After Danalut fled in the dungeon, his heir quickly rushed over to the girl. But at that time the girl had already lost consciousness and did not wake up when her heir called.

Having been flashly kicked up in the stomach, her successor, who considered the possibility of hurting built-in and so on, decided to take the girl out of the dungeon saying she needed urgent treatment.

At that time, because the cost of treatment would also be needed, we could not leave the mined magic ore behind, or even throw away the tsuruhashi or the girl's scoop that we just bought today, and as a result, while carrying the girl, the heir played a very hard dungeon escape play with a bucket handle and a scoop pattern in her right hand and a bucket and a tsuruhashi in the same way in her left hand.

And after the dungeon escaped, the hospital's location - the heiress, who doesn't even know if there is a hospital in the first place - was introduced to Heine's Prop Store, where she talked to a dry fruit dewstore who was outside the dungeon and told her that if she took her here, she would be fine, and she came to this store carrying a girl.

When I went into the store and told the old lady of the store what was going on, and she gave me the liquid that went into something like a metal test tube, and she said, "Let me drink it and it will heal," I was the successor who suspected it was a fraud, combined with the exorbitant price of two large silver coins communicated in advance, but let me admit that I would not pay for it if it did not heal, and now was the result of trying to make me drink that liquid.

"- So it's not healing, is it?

"Hmm?"

"Is that true? You can't do that? You do, don't you?

"I didn't."

"Tell me you are."

"- I'm listening to you, kid! What are you trying to do, trample down the charges?

The old woman was kicked out by her heir trying to step down the cost of treatment with dignity.

"It's a joke. You get so excited, you're out of blood vessels."

"Whose fault is it!...... haha"

The heir reflected on whether there was too much evil nori in the way of the old woman, who yelled too much and cut her breath. Maybe the girl's awakening safely is causing a little tension.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I really appreciate your grandmother. Thanks to you. - Here, thank you too."

"... thanks"

The girl giving thanks for the pestle is adorable, and just as angry an old woman soothes her eyes slightly.

"... Hmm. It's okay. It's business."

The heir goes on to say to the old lady, who tells her to be slightly lit, that this is a chance.

"Thanks for your help. Now, I need to talk to you about something, but I need you to pay for it. - Look, you too, please."

"... put aside"

The girl I ask for is adorable, and she's just an old woman.

"Just pay and get out!!

The two were kicked out.

Of course, the payment didn't last a single sentence.

SSS

The heir with the tuluhashi and the girl with the scoop stood side by side, pompous in front of the magician's shop.

The book of the night is already down around. Still, there are lights everywhere on the road - like lantern-shaped lights like the ones we saw in the inn - and even those who walk with things like Cantera can confirm quite a few, so it's not so dark.

In the meantime, his heir sighed as he peered into his own hands. Two hundred and sixty-first larks on his palm.

It was no joke that he reluctantly asked the old woman to pay or put it away. More than half of them meant it.

The original possession of the heir is one thousand two hundred and sixty-first larks. The magic ore mined by the two of us was a waste of time lining up in a line of buys, so the reluctant dewstore shop forced me to take half of it, and that's a thousand larks. And the price of drugs to treat the girl is two thousand larks. In other words, it consisted of the remaining two hundred and sixty-first lark.

I seemed to have to go wild this evening. A girl calls out from the side to her sighing heir again.

"... Takeshi?

"Oh, I'm fine. Yeah, probably."

The heir realizes while answering that. Speaking of which, I have to send this girl home. Though my consciousness is back, I'm not sick, and I can't just leave a young girl in the dark.

"You, where's the house? I'll send it. I don't know the way."

"Home? No home"

To the words of the girl who answers so sayingly, the heir stops thinking for a moment without knowing what it means.

"What? No... No, you got a house?

Against the confirmation of the heir, the girl nodded with the same unchanged expression, as if it were nothing.

"... So where do you usually sleep? What about your parents?

"It's usually in the dormitory. I have a father, but I don't know where he is right now."

What do you mean you don't know where you are, the heir tilts her inner neck, but that's not the problem. I don't know where my parents are, which means she's currently...

"- So you work and live alone?

"Yes."

The successor was stunned by the girl who answered before.

It was roughly inconceivable from the common sense of a modern Japanese heir that a girl who might be double-digit old was working and living alone.

"... where is that dormitory?

"The one in the dungeon. Stuffed in three silver coins, dude."

Before the dungeon, or whining, the heir was remembering that there were several wooden run-down buildings lined up in the square before the dungeon. I guess the girl was sleeping in one of them.

I wanted to send her that far, but now that the sun's down, it's too dangerous to go on the road to the dungeon, which is a mountain road. Probably won't see a meter away. We'll have to go inside.

I just got there in the first place, and the heir's possession doesn't reach three pieces of silver coins, so I can't afford the girl's lodging.

………………

Seeing her successor thinking as she stared at the two hundred and sixty-first lark she had put on her palm, the girl somehow guessed why. I must have run out of money because I bought expensive drugs for myself, he said.

Such a smart girl took one small pouch out of her tunic and pulled her heir's shirt as she probed with gosogoso, putting her hand from the hem inside her tunic.

Hmm? and to his eye-turning heir, the girl offered him three silver coins and two large copper coins that were in the porch.

Look at that. The heir,

"Oh, you, what happened to that money?

So he asked the eating mood, and to such a heir the girl,

"That one."

I answered briefly.

The heir began mining at noon, but the girl had done so in the morning and had already redeemed the stone once.

"I should grab this"

Watching the girl who said so and offered her money, her successor wondered how many times this would have helped her.