Though I'm off with Jend's fathers and he manages to travel in hiding... the demons eat me like this. I'm glad I have a good sense of smell. My vision is dark and bad, but I can sense my enemies by smell, so far I'm running out before the demons notice me.

But if you encounter it, it's definitely over. Think! What do we do to survive? Desperately thinking about opening measures reminded me of the Wolfaneer Boy Six suit I happened to have left in my porch.

"Wow, wow..."

Wolfaneer Boy Six suit. I only used it to pick up empty cans and work in tunnels, but it looks good in the dark. If you run, you can run faster than usual.

Thanks to better vision, I was lucky enough to find a hidden room. Besides, it seems someone stayed here for the night, and luckily, there's still a demon shelter line. I decided to check my belongings here.

Fortunately, food and water are there because it is often found in the atelier. It looks like a week will be fine if you save money.

But the problem is weapons, right? With a cote or a pen, it won't be a weapon. I have a fruit knife, but it's better than no.

'That's not true! The pen is stronger than the sword!

…………………………

Shit. I heard a hallucination. The pen is stronger than the sword... not entirely in this case, is it? Physical attack power is determined by the sword on top. If you're a praiser, you may beat it some ways, but this time the pen won't help.

"No, my mother said it was the end of the game there when I gave up."

"So you don't mean the pen is stronger than the sword! How much effort can a pen beat a sword with physical aggression..."

So I noticed something floating brilliantly. Because of the corner, he's finally visible to hallucinations.

"In the first place, you... pencil!

I got stuck. Honestly, you're less aggressive than a pen!

'It was. Hepelo. "

You don't even have a tongue, do you? It's a brush.

'There isn't. It's a brush. "

………………

"The brush spoke! And it's glowing like aldine!!

* I called it in my basic childhood, so I still call it outside of the official.

'Ha ha. Master, what are you talking about? "

"... well, sure. You sure... Rosalind, that's the brush your sister gave me."

"Yes. The brush (pen) is stronger than the sword... my abbreviation is Tsuyoshi"

"So it's not a pen, right?"

"It's Tsuyoshi."

No. It's a brush that doesn't make sense like Jend's father.

"So it's Tsuyoshi"

"Uh... haven't you even replied to my thoughts earlier?

"Tsuyoshi is a brush dedicated to your husband, so it's easy to read your husband's thoughts, etc. Even now, Tsuyoshi has come out with a lot of colors from your husband, right?

"Oh..."

Yes, it was. Tsuyoshi (tentatively) was a handy favorite brush that my sister Rosalind used as a weapon but gave me the color I wanted for an unknown purpose.

"Have you remembered"

"... well, yeah. Why did you talk so suddenly?

"That lord Rosalinger suit raised the connection between your husband's magic and Tsuyoshi, and because Tsuyoshi wanted to help your husband's pinch."

"Thanks?"

Rosalind, why is everything your sister made so distinctive? Tsuyoshi (tentatively) is more expressive than Nex in his brush.

The brush speaks also because it must have been made by your sister Rosalind. It's like Valkyrie... maybe.

'Come on! Come on, come on, come on! Your husband!! Now is the time to use Tsuyoshi!

Stuck in excited tsuyoshi. Using...

I painted a rock on the spare sheet and proceeded in hiding. Apparently, the effect of the tsuyoshi only makes it look like a rock. In fact, the demon passed nearby, but I wasn't noticed.

'What do you say! Tsuyoshi is awesome! Tsuyoshi is awesome!!

"... yeah"

I seem to be the only one hearing Tsuyoshi. This is all the noise, but no demons come by.

I rush to wear the sheets again. The demon went bare. Make sure it smells away and then move.

I smelled blood when I was repeating that. I understand you shouldn't go. I'm weak.

But... can I forgive you?

Like the grownups who looked at me and pretended not to look at me, even though they were strangers, they abandoned me... can you forgive me?

I can't. I can't forgive you.

I rushed towards the smell of blood.

And Tsuyoshi (tentatively) responded to my thoughts.

'My husband, I have received your husband's enthusiasm! Now is the time to unleash the true power of Tsuyoshi! You draw the strongest thing in the world!!

I drew a sword in my hand. [M] The strongest thing in the world. Strangely enough, Tsuyoshi's paint drifted through the hollow and could be painted as desired.

And screamed at the same time as the painting was finished.

"Wings of creation, wings!!

The finished painting became 3D and emitted ambition.

"Rosalindo wo!!

When I saw what I could do, I thought, "Mr. Dirk will kill me."