"Is that it? What's wrong with that?
Returning on time, walking around the hallway appropriately because no one had yet returned, I encountered Elsa and Emily returning from the normal entrance, not the transfer room.
It's two rare combinations, and it's rare to come home from the entrance.
More than that, the two of them had a ton of luggage.
Elsa also holds a large quantity in bags, but Emily, more than that, was about to hold enough baggage to pile up on the ceiling for her body to be completely hidden.
The luggage...
"Toilet paper?"
"Oh, I'm home, Mr. Lyota."
"Are you Yoda? It's just now."
Elsa was able to get her face out of the massive amount of toilet paper she was holding, but Emily couldn't do it and spoke from behind the "wall".
"Welcome home - fine, but why don't you leave that somewhere first??
"Yes. Mr. Elsa, this way."
At Emily's lead, the two carried tons of toilet paper into the room they were making into a warehouse and lowered it.
"Phew..." Elsa let her hand hang around and loosen her shoulders, but Emily, who had more than five times the baggage with about half of Elsa's small body, was peeling.
"I'm just here."
On the contrary, I have once again said "I'm home" with an angel smile, not showing any fatigue or other fine dust at all.
"Welcome back. More than that, what's wrong with this?
"I couldn't buy it because it might get thin."
"Thin? Something wrong? Something like this, something like an oil shock?
"I'm not sure about the oil shock...... but there are rumors that the spirited may dissolve"
"Dissolution with Spirit?
That's the first word I've ever heard.
I looked at Elsa and asked her for an explanation.
"Fellum is a dungeon."
"Fellum...... what the hell"
I twisted my head and thought.
I'm not used to hearing that.
Fellum...... f and e...... f and e?
Fe...... iron!?
I concentrated my consciousness on Elsa, who explains it, as I tried to find out later in the encyclopedia.
My "what was that?" Elsa explained what it meant in this world and what she received.
It's a dungeon that specializes in dropping paper.
"Paper...... oh"
I saw some toilet paper that was piled up high, probably for ten years.
I see, this is paper too.
"Rumor has it that the spirits there fight with spirited adventurers to get rid of spirited"
"I don't know, it just sounds like a crazy fight"
There won't be any heterosexuals, and it's your fault.
"Sounds like a very rare story. You think the cause of this one is apparently a 'personality mismatch'?" "It's a really crazy fight! That's not why we got divorced!
"Ah, Mr. Lyota, shouldn't you stick your neck in there? Spirited dissolution will always be muddy. Even that Neptune said," That's filth. "
"That's why you're divorced! That could be."
"Yes, after it's resolved, mostly because the spirits persist, the drops are drastically reduced or stopped"
"I see... so..."
"It's pretty reliable information..."
That's what Elsa said, and she laughed bitterly.
I don't want you to hit me, that's just the look on my face.
If that's the case, I won't intervene... but no, is that the case?
Spirits in our family, we need to make sure they don't piss us off.
In order to convey rumors of a paper spirit, even though it was iron, I told it to Cliff in the village of Lyota, a unique monster.
"Elsa said it seems to be reliable muscle information. I think it would be nice to keep the paper products in now. It's going to go up quite a bit."
"Okay, thank you."
Cliff, who once helped out of a black party, who is under our umbrella, bowed his head deeply.
He also has company to protect, he will make good use of the information.
Then I'll go back to the mansion.
"Oh, have you taught Mr. Margaret yet?"
"No. But she'll be fine. Those four knights are so good, you probably already know... they seem to be able to procure normally even when they're actually thin"
Four knights following Margaret.
Sakura refers to me as a "cheerleader," but I think those four are cheaper.
"No, it's not."
"Huh? But if those four"
"It's not, it means you have to teach."
"Me? Why?"
"Fine, please tell Mr. Margaret properly."
"Hmm... well, should I rather not"
Sometimes, just in case.
Nihonium dungeon ground floor -.
"Thank you!
It was in Margaret, who produces the air box, and when I told her the same story I made Cliff, she was greatly appreciated for the tremendous momentum.
He stares at me with an upward look, glancing at me and touching me.
Face is also heartless or red.
Happier than I expected, I was a little confused.