Alice Tale in Phantasmagoria

When I regained my sanity, it was after I had already allowed the enemy to break in.

She doesn't hesitate to come in my standing hot tub, stood up.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!

"Enter the hot tub only after washing your body!!

No, no, is that where you point it out?

I'm pretty confused, too.

"Eh, it's a hassle. Alice is a lady."

He listens to me a lot, saying things like that.

I was surprisingly honest.

Humph, I started washing my body in a good mood.

No, no, what am I supposed to do?

Should I be Sayamako?

"Oh, uh?"

"Oh, me?

I snort.

"I'm the daughter of this house, and I say Theon. Nice to meet you, Alice."

"Ha, thank you. That's a cool name."

Well, I thought that's where he was.

"Isn't it? Because that's the name my stupid father gave me, who entrusted me with the adventurer's dream.

And it doesn't look like it's going to be enough to say.

Mr. Scion has the same chestnut hair as his old man and aunt.

My hair is cut shorter, but my face is beautiful, and I don't look anything like a man.

And.

Chest, so!!

What do you mean?

How many dreams have you had there?

Is that a bonus point?

"Hey, Alice, don't just stand there and wash your back, okay?

"Why me..."

while honestly obeying.

I'm staying.

Don't forget.

"Huh, hold on, you're amazingly human apart. Is that what an elf is? I've never seen silver hair."

Take a serious look at me out of the hot tub, and Mr. Scion will share his thoughts.

I don't know why, but at this time I was strangely embarrassed and hid it by holding my body with my arms.

I'm telling you, I'm not the wacko who showed off his bruises!

It was vegan and embarrassing!

"Eh, what do you think?

I've never seen an elf before.

Well, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. My character making is like God created it the way he likes it.

"You're a lady."

And when he looked at me, shy of stopping by, Mr. Scion stayed.

I sat back behind Mr. Theon, giving him a flattering feeling.

Receive the foamed towel and wash it to gently stroke your back.

"Hiccup."

"Hih."

It was Mr. Scion who screamed first, and I was the one who was surprised and then raised later.

"Tickle it, Alice. I need more help."

Phew, what is it?

I thought they were going to call me.

Even an anomaly like this is likely to bring it up.

I want you to stop amazing me any more.

"Even if they say it's power, it's bad for your skin if you do it with too much rubbish, right? Because of you, Mr. Theon, you're beautiful."

Is that it?

Was I, like, a man who could say this all the time?

Role?

Do you have a role, me?

"Then you don't say anything stupid! Ugh, businesslike! Alice!"

And, swelling and puffing her cheeks, Mr. Scion was pretty cute who did.

Thanks to you, I'm a little soothed. My thrills have subsided.

Troubleshooting out!

……

Huh?

Was it bothering me now?

"... No - 'Cause I'm a girl"

It went super blue.

Seems Mr. Theon was worried about me for bumping up behind him.

The next day.

Having just set out on an adventure with Mr. Scion, I rolled out to the city to gear up for once.

By the way, here's Mr. Theon's status.

Name: Scion

Race: Human

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Occupation: Swordsman

LV: 14

hee ~.

Old man's is LV expensive, I suppose.

Well, that abs was pretty good, for sure.

Mm, Mr. Scion means swordsman, so you're avant-garde.

It doesn't look like a shield because it's lightweight.

"Alice is a wizard, isn't she? Well, you can have the protective gear from your mother for now."

"Huh? After all, that's what a seamstress is?

"Oh, Alice doesn't know the world, so my dad told me to tell her everything."

Old man, Nice.

That tenderness creeps into my heart.

"Basically, if you go to the weapons and protective equipment store, you keep the mass-products. You know, quality stuff, one-off gear, you ask a blacksmith or a seamstress."

One off!

That's a heartbreaking phrase.

I knew it was dedicated. Dedicated!

"So, I'm a swordsman, so I basically often ask a blacksmith for weapons and protective equipment, but in Alice's case, protective equipment is basic, you're a seamstress. It's too heavy to be equipped, isn't it? Iron or something."

"Uh-huh."

If they say it like it's weak, it'll smoke the rest of my manhood.

I look around for a moment on the road to the weapons store.

And at the garden tip of a private house, I discovered an axe and firewood for breaking rolls.

"Look, Mr. Scion"

"Hey... you're acting weird, Alice"

They figured out what I discovered and what I was going to do. Mr. Scion follows me with a sigh of sigh.

When I arrived in the garden, I took the axe I was standing on.

"Phew!

……

Just the way you took the axe, I'm gonna see if Mr. Scion's okay with this guy!

Power ah ah!

I hate power 0!!

But that's where I'm an ex-man too!

That's not how you forget your senses!

I'm not a city boy.

Yeah, I broke firewood at my parents' house once!

"Mmm."

With a shivering arm, set the axe straight.

Drop your hips and take a more forceful position.

Tighten your sides.

Imagine passing a single stick through your body to be aware of your trunk.

Yes, just shake your arm.

If you use everything in your body, the firewood won't crack!

I was ready and set my goals.

"Shh, shh!

I squeezed my full strength, I swung up my axe, I used the force in my body, I slammed it on my goal!

Kann.

I stabbed him about 10 cm.

Ten centimeters, gone?

Gone, right?

Ten centimeters, did it work for me?

Just the weight of waving down an axe?

……

……

I put my axe back gently, and I got eyes on Mr. Zion.

"What do you say?

"I knew."

Did you find out!

Having thus been certified as frail and shattered of a man's pride, I had been visiting the arms store after Mr. Zion for a long time.

The private house was acquainted with Mr. Theon, so I just said hello and I was free.

Yes.

Rod, I can't do anything else.

"Yes, I think you're right"

I'm obedient.

Admit it, I'm weak.

But then you'll know!

I'm the most powerful firepower in the world!

... maybe.

"In the meantime, the first piece of gear is a gift from me. Alice is like my sister."

"Mr. Scion......"

I had a sister in another world.

Find your gear in the corner where the weapons store rod is while you have Mr. Scion hang out with you.

Rod: 100 Luke

Flame Rod: 1000 Luke

Rod of Ice: 1000 Luke

Thunder Rod: 1000 Luke

For now, here's the assortment of weapons store rods in this city.

Mr Zion is right, because it is a mass-produced product, there is no good or bad quality, no name or anything.

"Well, on this rod,"

"Nah - I wonder why you're so reluctant. Make it an attributed rod. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Mm-hmm.

Is 1000 Luke okay?

I'm not sure about the price level yet, but I feel high...

"Don't hesitate, Alice. Something like my sister, I said. I'll correct it. You are my sister. Just give me a minute!

Mr. Theon smiled good enough to remind me of my old man and laughed at me.

Shit, I came all the way.

I've been crying ever since I pulled it off.

"Ugh, there's garbage in my eyes..."

"I don't know what you're lighting."

I can stroke my head.

Against me too, I rubbed my head around Mr. Zion's arm.

After being alone, I decided to look properly at Mr. Scion and thank him.

And so is this word.

"Thanks, sister!

Mr. Zion was distracted for some reason.

That's the trick I saw somewhere.

The gear ended up having me buy a rod of thunder.

And once I got home, I received a skinned robe (inscribed) from my aunt.

Quality is high quality, awesome.

Gearing them up, I'm finally off on an adventure.

This is my gear now.

Weapon: Thunder Rod

Protective Equipment: Skin Robes (High Quality) (Brand: Adele)

Ornaments: None

All right, now you can beat a puppy for sure!

... should.