Although I Am Only Level 1, but with This Unique Skill, I Am the Strongest

Daytime on the Day of the Coming.

I didn't go to the dungeon, I was in the salon.

The big mansion is now just me and Eli.

Until a little while ago, there was Eliza and Ena at the "Swallow Return" outpost, and even during the working hours of everyone during the day, the mansion is quite a doozy thing, but since the two of them set up the "Golden Tree" independently, the mansion has basically been deserted during the day.

Me and Eli alone in such a quiet mansion salon.

Me and Eli sitting on the couch, just in condition, squeezing my pants together.

"Why don't you sit down without Eli?

"(puffy)"

I recommended the couch, but Eli shook her head.

I guess I'm still fundamentally anxious somewhere, so I can't even feel safe.

I thought so somehow.

"Yeah, you are."

Neither affirmed nor denied, but remained to the extent of the reaction to gently stroke Eli's head.

You have to be more careful than nihonium about appearance, and hence behavior, for being a child.

I thought so.

"Somebody - no one -?

"Hmm?"

Unexpectedly, a voice was heard from the front door.

To a young voice, a characteristic tone.

I got up and left the salon.

"... eh"

I followed behind me like Eli gave it to me.

I'm in a hurry, and I think I'm about to fall.

"It's okay, don't panic"

I stopped and waited for Eli.

Eli caught up with me and still pulled me to pinch my trousers hem.

"This way when you walk."

That's what I say and give you my hand.

Eli gets a little lost, then grabs my index finger.

There's too much difference between me and Eli's hand size to hold hands together.

Even if I put my hands on it, it will naturally take the form of one finger grabbed.

In that state, we head to the front door together.

"Nobody?

"Yes, yes, I'm going now, just wait"

Keep your walking speed slow as you raise your voice.

It doesn't break the stance that it only matches Eli.

Take more than twice as long as usual to reach the front door.

There was an imaginary opponent there with his voice and words.

Mao mi.

A girl in her junior year of elementary school or so, she is characterized by an adult look on her young limbs and a twin tail as long as she is tall.

At the same time, he is also a man of high standing: President of the Philindungeon Association.

"Long time no see, Mao"

"It's been a while. I came to see you today."

That's what you say to high tension, Mao, and you're hugging me on the hips.

I don't hate skinning to show my love.

……

At the same time, he felt a breath from the lower position of the smaller Mao.

"That, who is this girl? Could it be your hidden child?

"Why all of a sudden you're the hidden one!

I burst into grandeur against a sudden big mess.

"You're not?

"It's a little unexplained."

"Hmm."

Mao stepped away from me and stared at Eli in a mid-back mood.

Eli panicked, feeling a little frightened, hiding on my back.

"Oh, you hid."

"Sorry, I'm a little familiar with people."

"Really? Mao is Mao Mi."

"(puffy)"

Eli, who is hiding behind her back and clinging to Mao's friendly introduction, just shakes her pull head.

"I'm so sorry. Go to the salon, I'll get you a drink."

"You got it."

That's what Mao said and headed for the salon in a light foothold.

Drop it off and reach out to Eli.

"Come on."

Mao was gone and Eli, a little nervous, grabbed my finger again.

The two of us head to the kitchen.

Go into the kitchen and prepare a drink.

Mao mi.

She is the president of the Association of Filin Dungeons and has a sommelier job of alcohol, but she is not the common "looking child, brains adult" nor the so-called Lolibaba.

He used to be.

"You don't have to, Mao is as old as he looks, so you should like the language"

And I was self-declaring, so if you're right, you're 10 or there.

Therefore, the liquor appraisal is only fragrance and appearance.

Still more judgmental than any adult, so it fits into Philin's position as president of the Dungeon Association.

I decided to get her some orange juice.

Emily squeezed an orange from Telulu into a delicacy.

He looks, tastes and treats first class, he's just a juice, but he's even a strange addict.

Pour that into a glass and put it on the tray.

Then I realized Eli was staring at me.

The look she gives for the first time - curiosity.

I'm the one. I look at the juice with intrigue.

I took another small cup, poured the juice, and offered it to Eli.

"Want a drink?

……

Eli was surprised and confused.

Comparing my face to juice alternately, I'm lost.

I didn't say anything and waited as if I had given you a glass.

Waiting without haste, eventually, Eli moved of her own accord and received a cup.

And when you put your mouth to it...

……

Paaaa, and his face all at once, he nodded cocklessly at me.

"Right? Emily made the juice. It's the best in the world."

"(Cocksucking)"

Eli, the most emotional response I've ever had.

I'm a little relieved and happy to see that.

It's not just frightening, I can do this look.

And I was happy, and I had hope.

That way, he said he was watching Eli warmly drink juice.

"Uh, it's juice!

Mao showed up at the kitchen entrance.

Wait, I guess I'm here to see how it goes.

"Don't even drink mao!

……

Frightened by Mao's momentum, Eli hid on my back again.

I can also see you are shaking slightly.

Mao's. No offense to that.

I'm just fine.

I hope Eli doesn't get frightened of this vigor one day, too.

To do that...

Late at night.

After spending time reuniting with the comrades back home and everyone quietly returning in their respective rooms.

I was in the salon.

Eli, who remains clingy to me after everyone returns, sleeps tired and clingy to me.

On my lap, it's bigger than a plate. Whose stain I'm making, I'm resting quietly.

I stroked my head up while trying not to wake him up.

After a while.

"Good evening."

From the dark hallway, Margaret emerged with an elegant waist.

Lyota One Gate, Margaret Family boss.

Margaret, the man revealed himself without sound.

"That was fast (,,,,)"

"It's your favor. I've been in a hurry."

That's what she said, placing the bottle on the table.

That bottle, quietly placed to keep Eli awake, depicts her face on the label.

"Is that a new product?

"Yes, it's a bottle version of the Pandora Box. It's water in there."

"Margaret marked drop water or it's going to be a better product than an air box"

I took it, stared seriously, and then put it on the table without making the same noise.

"So, how'd it go? - Chromium."

What's in the bottle is chromium water.

Dungeon chromium that produces delicious water.

I asked Margaret, famous for her airbox, to come.

I asked Margaret to look into it.

"Eh...... Lato, Sosha, Play, Builder"

Margaret softly read the names of the four ninja knights after looking a little troubled.

Then something appeared out of the darkness and whispered in her ear.

Right on target.

Even if Margaret can't do it herself, four ninja knights will explore for Margaret.

Instead Margaret don't do anything, just go get Margaret water.

Eventually I'm done with ear punching and Margaret answers my question.

"As Mr. Lyota sees it. I lost interest in knowing that new erythronium wouldn't drop water because of what I did to monopolize chromium."

"Well, good."

Maybe they'll come after Erythronium.

Though I had Margaret move in on that possibility.

Apparently, you don't have to worry about that.