The World's Strongest Martial Artist who has Worked too Hard, Survives in the Magic World With

A week has passed since Mr. Noir and I began our journey around the ruins.

"You're finally here."

That evening we arrived in the town of Lagusha.

"Will you be on the train soon?

Stick-shaped portable food. Mr. Noir hangs out with one hand.

"No, I'm staying in this town today. If you catch the first train tomorrow morning, you'll be at your destination by that day."

"I'll try not to fall asleep."

"Don't worry, I'll wake you right up."

Sleeping boys aside, if the snowstorm doesn't stop the train, we'll be in the northernmost town in the world tomorrow night. So we stay overnight and finally board the northern ruins!

I can't stop being excited when I think the stone tablet has a clue to acquiring magic!

"Ash, Ash"

Mr. Noir pulled the sleeve of his clothes as he thought about the northern ruins.

"What's going on?

"I found a place to stay. There it is."

I'm somewhat adept at reporting, Mr Noir.

"Don't you want to shop before then?

You might want to leave your stuff in your room before you shop... but when you go into the inn, you go into a relaxing mode, and it could be a hundred million bucks to go out.

You'd better shop first, then take the inn.

"I have food."

By 'food', Mr Noir means portable food. We still have a few days left to buy the portable food that we couldn't afford in Elstania.

"Buy clothes, not food."

I'm oblivious to changing temperatures, but I know it's a cold area around here. One of the guys in town is wearing thick clothes, and it's snowing.

Mr. Noir is a user of ice magic, and I know he's resistant to the cold... but he'll be colder in the future, and you should probably buy a jacket just in case.

"I'll follow you."

"That's settled."

Find a clothing store while trampling a thin pile of snow.

"There it is."

There was a big sign out there, so the clothes store was quickly found.

"Welcome ~! Isn't that Mr. Ash!? I can't believe I saw Mr. Ash in such a country... I'm surprised!

If you go into a clothes store, the clerk talks to you intimately.

The battle between me and the Demon King was broadcast live nationwide by the magic of the Demon King. That's why one of the world's people knows my face.

"May I have your autograph?!? I want to decorate the store!

"I don't mind that, but can I buy some clothes first?

"Sure! We're a clothes store! So, what kind of clothes would you like?

"I'd like some girl's clothes."

The clerk glanced at Mr. Noir and then pointed to the back of the store.

"If it's a women's clothing store, it's over there."

"You're over there. I get it. Thank you."

When I headed to the women's clothing corner, there was a narrow line of clothing that looked warm.

I think I'll find some clothes that Mr. Noir likes. The purpose is to combat the cold, but Mr. Noir would be happier with cute clothes if he were to wear them anyway.

"Which one would you rather have, Mr. Noir?

"I want you to choose."

"To me? Why?"

"Something you seem to know better."

Sure, I'm familiar with girls' clothes.

Anyway, I've been dressed as a woman for three months.

"It could be childish clothes if I choose..."

I was a three-year-old at the time.

"Whatever clothes you choose."

"Oh well. Well then, yes..."

From among the few options, we will choose costumes with excellent functionality and design. On mockingbird clothes with hoods, thick socks, long mufflers... I guess I'll buy some boots later too.

"Wouldn't it be so much to buy and waste?

Mr. Noir has pointed out that he is taking a variety of cold gear.

"If I'm ready, I'll say no worries. Just in case."

Mr. Noir is following me around the ruins for me. You can't make me feel cold.

"I also have a hand in local procurement."

Sure, the demon fur in Snow Country looks warm...

"I don't have the processing skills, and you don't like wearing clothes with sticky blood on them?

"I don't like clothes with blood on them."

"Right. I don't like to bathe in demonic blood either. That's why I buy clothes. You convinced me?

"I'm convinced."

That's how I convinced Mr. Noir that I bought a ton of clothes and left the store after signing.

In the last two days, instead of bathing in demonic blood, I would stick my head in the demon king's body.