"Well, I'll be there"
"Come on in."
Emily dropped us off, and we got off the ground from the new mansion vanadium dungeon.
Go out in the garden and see the little girl next door.
Vanadium.
The young girl is pushing the magic cart, which is bigger than her body, at last.
"Are you okay? Isn't it heavy?
"...... (Kokukokupurpur)"
It's okay and not heavy, I got a bit of a crunch on the replies where both replies intersected.
Let's go, then.
"... (COCKING)"
Take the vanadium, leave the mansion garden, and walk through the city of Cyclo.
The early morning cyclo is barely populated and quiet with scenes.
"It's an ideal city."
……
"This world, garbage becomes a hagglery thing right away, so the city has no garbage anywhere and it's so beautiful."
When it's unpopular in the early morning, it stands out more.
The streets, the compartments are messy, but no rubbish has fallen.
Even in Japan, there is overwhelmingly less garbage than overseas.
In Europe and America, dirt fell flat on the road, so much so that high heels were laid not to tread on it.
Japan is also quite beautiful, but still, by the way, fine garbage is falling off the smoke cigarette butt.
In a city with some people in the world over here, the garbage hasn't fallen at all.
If there's any garbage, it's hagglery, because monsters attack the city.
Well, that's what I meant.
High heels to avoid treading dirt, zero garbage streets to avoid being attacked by monsters.
Maybe the essence of both goes hand in hand.
Walk with the vanadium through such a beautiful and unpopular city to the Terre Dungeon.
It's for rehab of vanadium.
For the vanadium, where people's phobia has gradually healed, we decided to walk the city together and head to the dungeon, not the transfer room.
When I came up with it, I wondered what would happen when I suggested it, but the vanadium at the time is happy to be able to help me, I'm pushing it with a small body and it feels like Yoisho Yoisho, but my face is smiling with joy.
"Thanks"
"...... (Nico)"
When I stroked his head, he smiled back.
While doing so, the two of us walked slowly and went to work at the Terre Dungeon.
Terre dungeon ground floor in the morning.
It's quiet for the less popular from the beginning.
"Morning."
"Ah, good morning. Mr. Lord."
It was the old, gray-haired, tall man who talked to us coming into the dungeon.
Many of the deep wrinkles engraved on his face make the eighties look easier than they are.
"It's because of you today."
So I saw Grandpa Lord play (,,,,) slime.
Mr. Lord moves like a fist tai chi, pretending to be an attacking slime.
No, no, not even.
I won't knock you down, I'll just knock you out.
All of a sudden, though loving, he gives the slime a very angry look anyway.
with Slime in the dungeon. It looked, like, gymnastics in the morning park.
Mr. Lord does this every day.
They come and do it in the less popular early morning.
Between some, he is recognized as a famous grandfather.
"If you don't move your body, you're gonna get bogged down."
"If this is all you can do, can't you still do it on active duty?
"No, no, no, you can't let an old man like me take the place of a young man."
"I don't think so either."
"Because I'm not motivated anymore. Hey. Don't let unmotivated people occupy your place forever. If they occupy a private room in the bathroom, it won't feel good."
"It's a unique even."
Mr. Lord, who talks with Slime while he plays, seems, at first glance, just like a favorite.
But I can do it for thirty minutes just to slime, for a long time. Mr. Lord definitely remains quite capable as an adventurer.
I was just a little interested in that way of life.
"By the way, what about that kid over there? Is that Mr. Lyota's daughter?
"Oh, no. I live with you under a few circumstances, I'm a kid called Vanadium."
"It is. Yes, Vanadium, would you like some candy?
Mr. Lord pushed through the slime, and the momentum flowed all the way (,,,,,,,), and I put my hand in my pocket, and took out some individually wrapped jade balls, and offered them to the vanadium.
Vanadium looked at it a lot and looked up at me.
"Whoa?"
Unexpectedly voiced.
The eyes that vanadium looked up at me were not the same eyes I had when we met seeking salvation.
"Are you sure you want it?
That's the kind of eye I'm hearing.
"Of course, take it."
"...... (Gosh!
Vanadium nodded, got a jade of jade, and smiled back at Mr. Lord.
After Mr. Lord left the dungeon after finishing gymnastics, I lowered my back to the ground of the vanadium and dungeon.
On my lap, sitting agua together, a vanadium sat down, tearing the packaging with a gripping hand, and putting the candy in my mouth.
It makes me smile as I look at how delicious it is.
Get candy from someone else (Mr. Lord).
I'm a little happy that you're another step forward today.
"Oh, there you are."
"Hmm? Isn't that Mao?"
When I raised my face to a young voice like the one I'd heard, there was Mao Mi, president of the Philindungeon Association.
Probably the youngest mao of all association presidents. Nonetheless, the dominant liquor in smell is highly skilled that does not allow other followers.
The mao came before me.
"What's wrong, I can't believe you're here"
"When I went to the mansion, you weren't there, or I couldn't get into the mansion, so I wanted to find you and meet you outside."
"I see."
"Is that Mao's seat there?
"Huh?"
All of a sudden, when I knew what to say, Mao sat on the other side of the vanadium, on the other knee that was empty.
I sat agua together, two vanadium and Mao on that lap.
"You don't have to compete for anything"
Me laughing bitterly.
Speaking of which, I guess they've been sitting on my lap ever since I first met Mao.
"I'm not competing. When I see you, I sit in position, that's all."
"Right."
You mean to compete, you mean to be mean.
I'm usually an adult, but as I look, I'm a young Mao, so I'm just a little freaked out about her behavior.
Vanadium looked at Mao like that, for a little while, after thinking about something.
"... (sobbing)"
I put one in the palm of my hand and offered it to Mao from the jade I just got.
"Huh?"
"Are you hemming Mao?
"... (COCKING)"
"Ugh..."
I guess there was a part of me that was being mean.
Innocent Vanadium offered candy, Mao obviously wandered.
Vanadium leaned his neck as he offered it.
Encouraged by it, Mao received the jade and the jade.
"... he's a good boy"
"Hmm?"
"Ha. Chi, no!... don't think I won this!
Mao jumped up and left a throwaway dialogue, escaping like a shedding.
"... no"
Mao's reaction was smiling.
Meanwhile, I stroked Vanadium's head.
"That was great."
"..."
I stroke my head, it tickles, but it pushes my head like it feels good.
Thank you Mao.
I don't know what a change of mind it is, but thanks to Mao, the rehab of Vanadium went one step further, I felt that way.
That's how I stroke the vanadium, and I need to thank Mao later - and she came back.
"What's the matter, I don't know yet..."
"Thank you!
So abandoned with a red face, Mao escaped again.
I'm laughing.
I thought I'd come and see you later.