Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

Various people visit the village of Mob.

Running mercenaries who come to increase their stature (level) to become stronger, hunters who come hunting for demonic material for their lives, alchemists who visit to collect to produce secret medicines such as magic drugs. And mercenaries who collect demonic materials, herbs, etc. at their request.

The movement of many of these people has greatly developed the village of Mob and continues to grow.

Among them, there was a rare appearance of a pair of women.

A woman wearing a dress like a whore, but often referred to as a magic dress, a woman in her twenties who is equipped exclusively for female exorcists and features a black cape with a large dull hat. It basically falls into the category of beauty, but it had an intimate atmosphere.

In his hands he had wood collected from a demon named Trent and a cane embellished with metal with high magic conductivity.

The other is a maid in a nutshell. She is a neat looking woman with glasses and is a town daughter who seems to be everywhere with impressive facial blushes. However, metal protective equipment is worn over the maid's clothes, holding a huge hammer about her height, and relentlessly slaughtering the goblins.

Belladonna, the owner of the Belladonna Magic Store, you know - don't tell me your real name is [Candy Suite]. The other is Cootie, the clerk there. Apparently, she's a warrior.

- Buon!!

A shaken out hammer crushes the head of the goblin, and the momentum never stops and hits the other goblins directly.

It is a tragic scene as opposed to appearance. Her blow like that is so fast and sharp that she doesn't seem to be her daughter of her age. One blow turns goblins into flesh pieces. Normally, my physical abilities would seem abnormal.

Cootie, however, defeats the goblins without risk, seeking further prey, and shakes off an iron mass as easy as a blunt instrument in his hand.

In fact, he's a powerful mercenary rank B, and he can have the noisy alias [bloodstained slayer].

The reason she is so spoiled by the tool store clerk at the end of the day was because she has a proven track record of smashing the atmosphere in the party with an extra word and breaking up several parties.

The fact that he is not offended is so bad that even the same women don't want to work with each other again.

Even more problematic is the way she fights. Teamwork was difficult to take away to wield a giant hammer, and those who would be the entanglement of her attacks also continued.

The dead didn't come out. What do you care about turning demons into flesh pieces and staining your people with blood? I can't even see when my organs are all over me. It is a horror, to put it clearly.

The way she fights is lavish anyway and doesn't give a damn about the details. I would also say compassion or lack of attention.

Just act on the momentum on the spot.

"Look, you're still here, right? Kill them now."

"Tenchi, please help the store manager too... I'm just tired."

"I'm busy retrieving demon stones from the gob you turned into a splatter. If you have a complaint, don't turn it into a piece of meat and knock it down beautifully. Totally... it's disgusting."

"Am I the disgusting one? Or is it a splatter goblin?"

"Both! Be mine to burn down later, too. I can't help it..."

"Uh-huh!?

Belladonna is distancing herself from Cootie. Whether or not, it is because they do not receive entanglement.

In one swing, the goblin becomes an unbroken piece of flesh and splashes. If I was nearby, I'd be slaughtered, and I'd be dyed red with blood back even if I didn't die. It would also be natural to keep your distance.

"Look, you're here, right? Well, how many of them seem to have escaped, so it's easy to win, isn't it?

"People are rough, Teng hee... Yikes!

- Gobasha!!

Another goblin turns into an unbroken piece of meat.

The power of the beaten hammer burst the body pressure of the goblin all at once, scattering large amounts of blood and organs on the hunting ground.

The hunting ground turns into a place of tragic killing, and the goblins also turn into victims of ruthless killing.

No excuses or anything like that apply there. Relentless Search and Destroy.

She absolutely likes war. I like to slaughter. I like slaughter. I like crushing. I like to kill hard. I like ravages. I like genocide. I like extermination. I like crushing. I like crushing. I like to explode. I love killing.

Otherwise we can't possibly create a hell that spreads in front of us. Her hammer is already red stained with a lot of blood, too. And I haven't changed one complexion.

"You definitely like killing, don't you? I said, 'Gob, you're running away - whoa!!' I'd like to scream. At the heart of the world... no, at the heart of the hunting ground."

"Terrible!? Isn't it the manager who makes you do this? I want to be a detective who solves murders in small, white-walled houses on the prairie with overflowing intelligence!

"I can't. 'Cause whatever the killer thinks, you are, right? Look at this miserable, cloudy, vicious, evil hell. Which mouth says,' You're the killer! Can you say '? Overflowing intelligence? Where do I tap you to get something like that? to the habit of a genocider without thought."

"Who's the genocider! When I said that, the manager wasn't an accomplice! He forced me to kill him."

"Who else is there besides you... I don't remember asking you to kill so badly, either, do I? You can't imitate this if you don't like it, can you? Admit it... the fact that you are a hunting murderer... Admit it. Make it easier."

"Why do you look like a friend who's going to turn herself in now and say it? Huh!! I just defeated the demon, didn't I?!?

The way it kills is too brutal.

He's the earliest demon to wave down an iron chunk without question to an easy winning opponent and turn it into a merciless mince.

It is a level of sympathy for the demons that will be sacrificed. The hunting ground is so terrible that you can't see it without hanging a mosaic, and there's no excuse for it, it's a hell of a red stain.

"Look. You're scared of your brutal, outrageous killing, and the goblins are running away in fear, aren't you? This...... villain wow!!

"Ha-ha-ha!?

A hunting ground filled with meat pieces with an iron rust odor.

You will no longer be able to escape the word because only one daughter caused this hell.

"Absolutely... who do you think is going to end this? You know, it would take a while to cook all these minces."

"You don't have a choice - I'm better at hammers. Wow! If I wave my sword, I'm definitely going to fly to the manager."

"It... what didn't you say you cared about killing me? If it's a fight, I'll buy it. Are you ready to die?"

"No! Why does it fall out when you wave the sword?" I'm so bad that I've seen so many people dying before!!

"So... there's no such thing as this killing, is there? Give me a break."

Mercenaries must also end up in the hunting grounds.

Even with all the pieces of meat, the plague will spread if we don't end it later.

But the sight in front of me seemed terrible, even after all.

"If it's over, come retrieve the demon stone from the headless gob. I'll take care of it later... it stinks when I cook it - what's goblin..."

"Store manager tyranny! Dictator! We're late..."

"[Flair Burst]"

- DOGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

The hunting ground stained red with red lotus flames along with the roar.

There is a strange smell of goblin meat cooking and a bad enough smell to make you nauseous.

"Did I say something?

"No... I will collect the Demon Stone..."

Honesty is a virtue, but sometimes the honest are tied to losing themselves. I didn't expect a scratch with range magic.

Cootie reluctantly retrieves the demon stone and goes to dismantle the headless goblin.

She was always an extra word and at the same time a daughter with no punishment at all. Maybe it's the same with Cootie who gets late.

"If you're a store manager, people are too rough... this is why men don't lean on you. You walk around the store in your underwear, and where did you leave your discretion as a woman... bump"

Mr. Cootie dismantles the goblin while complaining.

Sticking a knife in Goblin's body without a head and dragging his heart out of his belly, he chooses the demonic stone buried in his heart.

It is a terrible sight, depending on the appearance, but mercenaries are a retrieval operation carried out by everyone. If this is not possible, the crusade of demons will not be tolerated as a request.

For the record, in the case of Illis, Journe and Lena have done the dismantling, and the rank as a party is up a little bit. But be a mercenary who doesn't deserve credit in terms of his qualities as an individual.

That's why right now, I'm desperate to learn to dismantle it, but it was pretty hard to navigate.

Cootie repeatedly retrieves the demon stone and walks to the last goblin.

The headless goblin is rolling by a cliff about three meters high, and why would she say there's a carcass in a place like this because she hammered it up?

It happened when I tried to stab a knife in Goblin's body to retrieve the Demon Stone...

- - Gyopaaaaaaaa!!

"Why sooo... what, eh... eh!?

A brown object falling from the top. [Vickbore] is falling for Cootie.

It's already too late to rush away...

"Ghe......"

Pathetic, Cootie became the underside of the Big Bore.

With a pitiful voice, she was crushed like a frog.

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"Case 3 For Lady + Kai + Cocco"

Radi, a pruning head, and Kai, a puffy body shape, were after a prey that was out of the bush.

The two of them also have Cocco's escort on them, but they were currently thoroughly eliminating the demons that stand in the way of the two hunts.

I'm in a state where I can focus on hunting without worrying about the two of us without a disturber, but the problem is with the demons ahead.

It is a medium-sized demon with sharp fangs, an omnivorous, highly maneuverable and tough-ness pig, the Big Bore.

This demon is only characterized by a progression. If you look at it as an enemy, you dare to assault first, and that quick move is really a nasty opponent.

"Kai... other than that, you're a big guy, right? Can we hunt?

"Uh-huh... that sounds delicious meat. Aren't you going to be okay? The Oilers have been trained several times to deal with quick moves, and you're not as fast as Master Wookay."

"I hope so. Anyway, this is my first hunt... and I want to make sure I finish it."

In my training with the Coccos, I struggled quite a bit until I got used to the speed up to that vicious.

Compared to that speed, it's not a big deal, such as the speed of the Vic Bore. The problem is sturdy and tough anyway. It is also impossible to fill holes with arrows because fur can also be sold.

There is no equipment like a hammer to fight with a blow.

"You should give up your fur. Whatever you think, swords and spears will fill holes."

"Right. I agree with you... if you want to knock me out, hit me in the head, I think this is the only way"

"You can't do this to us right now. I think it looks antiquated..."

"If you manage to find it, big guy, let's not knock it down beautifully. I don't want to get hurt..."

Be so cautious as not to think of it as a child.

Dreams need to live in self-depravity and make a lot of money for it, so it doesn't make sense to get hurt to make a lot of money. Demon Stone alone is worth more than a penny, so there's no reason to push it here.

"Well... here we go, are we?

Big Boer was turning his face here and kicking the ground with his forefoot.

This is also a precursor to daring [assault].

"We found out where the Oilers are!? But why..."

"You know what! Watch the move and we'll deal with it!

The answer is wind.

Because they were in the wind, the smell found out where they were.

Vickbore has a good nose and a good hand, not as much as a wolf, but even reacts to a faint odor. This is a developed ability to look for food in nature and is also one of many wildlife possessions.

Hearing and smell are necessary abilities for wildlife to protect themselves.

"Bukiiiiiiiiiiiii!!

"" Ki, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here!!

Vickbore storms with high mobility and measures distance from the enemy with a sharp sense of smell.

They will make fine adjustments as they advance, and they will definitely strike a powerful blow. That's why it was Theory to watch the movement calmly and strike a blow without mistake.

However, novices, let alone hunting, can't possibly be the first mercenary to do such a work, and many rushing mercenaries are baptized by this mighty blow.

Well, there are occasional exceptions...

"Yes, now!

"Avoid it. - Whoa!

This assault looked like a slow move to the two of us who were training with Cocco.

Successfully inflict damage first by slashing your hips while pulling through the short sword at the moment of unsafe rubbing. However, it did not extend to inflicting a painful hand on the moving opponent, ending up with about a scratch.

"Oh, you're harder than I thought, huh? I felt bounced..."

"Maybe you're using physical enhancement. It turns into hard fur as well as body hair."

"Uh... what are we going to do? It's almost sundown..."

"Mm-hmm... wouldn't it be nice to have a special blow at the counter? There's Mana Potion, isn't there?

"Is that all you got, the sword won't make it through the attack well, and you're going in martial arts?

"OK! I think I'll go with that, too. If I get stunned, I'll be damned."

The consultation was concluded immediately.

It was good until I wandered around the hunting grounds looking for prey, but for some reason I never came across prey.

When I finally find him, he's in battle with Goblin and Vickboa. I asked Cocco to get rid of Goblin, but it was the two of us who chose to fight Vickboa.

All this time, the cocksuckers can't help us.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... boost my magic!

"The Great Bodhisattva of Nambu, Angola did not come..."

Boys mumbling about something wrong, like I heard somewhere.

The nerdy knowledge of a brave man summoned back in the day can have an impact on this place.

The big-bore that was advancing can't really bend agile because of its accelerating power. If I try to bend poorly, I fall over with momentum.

For that reason, he changed direction by making a big detour and stormed back at Lady and Kai.

Mobility that doesn't seem like a dull body. By and large, pigs and pigs have no wasted luxury, most of which are muscles. It's a nice buddy for a human to say.

Physical correction through physical enhancement also strengthens physical abilities and defenses, turning Big Bore into a flesh-bomb tank.

"Let's go, Kai!

"Ok, Lady"

Big Bore coming up fast and Lady & Ky weighing the timing.

The battle is a blow. Everything was hanging there.

If we take a direct hit on Big Boer's body, we can't both just do it. The moment of the special blow is in the moment. A glimmer of sweat tells the two cheeks.

"We are invincible..."

"Nothing suitable for the moves of the oilers..."

"Boogieeeeeeeeeeee!!

"" Me (Oyla) our blow is invincible!!

Big Bore and the two figures intersect.

That's a real instant offense. A flash of miracle that happened the moment everyone turned away.

"Ascension Gang boxing!!

"Shura killed and kicked!!

A blow with elaborate magic burst into the side of the Big Bore.

Enhanced magic forces physical abilities to strengthen, and powerful fists and kicks lifted above their limits launch the Big Bore heavenly high.

Poor Big Boa fell into the back of the bush.

"" Invincible. ""

Cutting BOY and Pooch Fighter are delighted to have a tough opponent and pose for victory.

It is a brilliant combination play. but collapsed immediately after consuming too much magic.

They rush and stir up Mana Potion while they get depressed. Mana Potion tasted a bit bitter orange.

"Well, shall we dismantle it? Lady, where's Big Boa?

"Hmm? I fell at the end of the bush there...... gee!? Shit......"

The end of the bush was a cliff. It's not that expensive, but it looks like the Big Boer fell to the hunting ground below.

The question is, is there a human being crushed by that big bore?

The two boys faded pale in their faces and continued to look down in fear.

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"How do I describe this?

Belladonna didn't know what to say to the sight in front of her.

The cootie with him was sandwiched between a no-neck goblin and a big bore and frogged by a carriage. I don't know how to sound on a stunning sandwich.

I don't even think I'm going to die like this, but I'm afraid I'm going to try to make sure it's okay.

"K ~ ty ~ dead? If he was dead, don't reply, okay? Hold your breath even if you're alive... are you dead? Safely dead? Hey, you're not alive, are you?

"Yes, I'm alive... boss... it's heavy, it stinks... don't you usually ask me if I'm alive?"

"It's okay, because killing you won't kill you. If you kill him, he'll crawl out of his grave. Shibuishi."

"Awful no... the store manager doesn't like me. I put money on insurance and drove myself to suicide. The quote, I'm willing to give you money..."

"Yeah, now I know what you think of me. You think they like you? I mean, you're so distant because of you. You think they like you? Hey, what do you think of that place?"

I had no words to give it back.

Cootie treats mercenaries who come to the store to sell demon stones as thieves from one end, and she must miss a good opportunity to buy demon stones because of it. This prevented the processing of the magic props, and there was no choice but to go to a place like this to secure the demon stone.

The result is that Cootie's salary also deteriorated into a bad state of management, and if he thought he liked it even though he was pushed that far, I doubt that nerve.

Even if the location of the store is strange, there will be no loss of customers if they run a decent business.

Everything has a problem with this clerk pushing wet clothes for no reason.

"If you'd handled the customers normally, you wouldn't have had to come to this place? If you're not related, you're abandoning me. What do you think of the neighborhood?

"It's okay not to pay you. You're losing sales because of you. But who do you think is looking after your food and your life? Let me know what's going on around here. Hey, why don't you let me listen? No one could throw a party, they were hubbed, they were solo mercenaries, but they kept failing in their requests, and my pitiful uncle asked me, and I had no choice but to hire someone who was driving me into a depression that would exhaust the management of my store."

"Shikkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

I deserved it.

Terrible story, but no room for sympathy.

"Oh, are you crying? You think I'm gonna cry? Someone who treated the customer as a thief and even called the guard to pay compensation for the statement he stuck out. How much do you think it cost? Despite all the scattered annoyance, Mr. Grain Crusher is the only one capable of destruction that continues to imitate foolishness without punishment. Still, you're taking care of me without kicking me out, but you say bad things in the shadows, and shameless ungrateful people who turn people's nerves upside down, you mean you're terrible at me? I want to cry, Mr. Insensitive, Thick Face, Shameless Berserker."

I can't cry to cry.

"Hey, will you let me hear it? You still think I'm horrible? Hey, say something."

"I was wrong...... I was reflecting......"

"Reflections...... Hey, you know what? If it's just reflection, can monkeys do it? How many times have you said the same thing before? Hey, how many times is this? Your reflection is something you forget when you walk, isn't it?

Is that what you call reflection? I wonder if reflection would correct a mistake? Have you ever made a mistake? Hey, why don't you let me know about the neighborhood?

I couldn't save him.

Cootie repeated the same thing over and over just a few words of reflection. There is no one to help.

No, there were about two of us. It is Lady and Kai.

"Excuse me......"

"Meat... I'd like to retrieve the Big Bore, but I'm taking it in?

"Oh, you guys knocked down the Big Boa? Sounds like you did a pretty good job, good job!

The two boys face each other.

I was ready to be pissed off, but for some reason I'm delighted, so I don't know why.

Well, I guess it's natural because you don't know what's going on. We're both confused.

"Recovery means dismantling? If we don't drain the blood, the meat will taste bad.

"Really? Speaking of which, was that what the demolisher's old man said?

"But it's a big bore, isn't it? It's too heavy for us to move..."

The magic power has recovered somewhat, but the only way to get rid of the Big Bore is to use physical enhancement and increase strength.

However, the two had tormented all their magic earlier and are now somewhat lacking in magic even if they were to use physical enhancement magic.

"Well... I have no choice but to drain the blood in this place."

"" Ha!?

"If you just drain blood, it won't take that long, will it?

"And, Store Manager!? If they do that, I'll turn bright red with blood paint!?

"You'll be black if you dry. I think it's gonna stink, so stay away from me, okay? Oh, you guys, if there's a demon stone out there, will you sell it? I'll buy it for a good price, okay?

Mr. Belladonna is trying to make a proper demon stone purchase. He looks like a whore, a craftsman and a merchant.

Aside from that, the Big Bore gets somewhat lighter if you drain the blood. But directly beneath that big bore is a crushed maid clothes clerk and a dead goblin without a neck. I don't know how good it is for both of us.

"You don't have to be shy. Anyway, this pinched fool did the same thing to his fellow mercenaries before, so it's called karma. Do it."

"Yes, is it good?"

"But here's what I'm saying... I don't think the meat is going to taste bad. The old man at the demolition yard said that, didn't he? Blood drainage is best done quickly..."

Meat that doesn't drain blood stinks and tastes bad.

These big demons are necessary to maintain the quality of the meat by quickly dismantling it.

Mercenaries cannot serve without qualifications as hunters. I didn't have to shy away from this if I thought it was training too.

The two snort at each other. Start draining blood first.

"No, no, no, no! It stinks. No - - Whoa!! It's raw and warm. No - - Whoa!!

The kids didn't hesitate when they were ready. You can sell meat anyway.

If priority is given to rescuing the cookies that have become sandwiches, the quality of the meat will be poor only at that time.

"Grandma said you could eat your guts delicious, too, right?

"Yeah. You'd better wash it in the river after you pull it out quickly. Because it seems to be severely damaged."

"Oh? You guys have item bags? That's unusual..."

"This is borrowing. My old man I know lent it to everyone. It seems expensive to buy."

"It's convenient, isn't it? They can't put much in it, but it helps a lot to store tools."

[Item Bag]. That's a convenient item mercenaries want so much they can get their hands out of their throats.

The bag is divided into two storage layers in a compartment that can hold tools and magic medicine in one side and deconstructed materials in the other.

A magic prop that combines junctional magic with spatial magic, but only a famous wizard can make this.

The magic technique is considered a secret, and magic bags are rarely popularized by the public. It was such a rare piece of equipment that the murder was caused by this tool.

The price then varies depending on the size of the storage, but the cheapest yet gardened house is valued enough to buy. Very not the kind of tool a child would have.

"Old man... who, I can't believe I lent these tools to my kids..."

"He's a cockbreeder's old man. Give me some eggs."

"It's delicious, that egg...... thank you so much Master Cocco"

"More than that, help me - - - - - - No!!

Cootie screams echo on the hunting grounds. But there is no one to help.

Because she used to do the same thing, and she's an experienced bloodstainer.

The pain of those who are done is incomprehensible if they are not met with the same eyes.

karma, clap…….

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Old man and Luceris, and Johnny were moving around the hunting grounds.

The other children repeatedly moved as they please, unable to catch them inside.

Such children, but there is a reaction from a magic prop that informs them of their whereabouts, one of which is traveling to the village of Mob.

"From the reaction, are you Ange and Mr. Kaede? Travelling the route back to the village... then you're ahead of you..."

"Lady, you and Kai, right? I finally found it."

"Those guys, you said you and I were going for the big guy. What did you hunt?

The three of them and one search party enter the hunting ground where the magic reaction is occurring... but there was a strange odor that made me want to pinch my nose. I also remember the old man for this odor.

"Goblin or... did the ladies knock you down? for......"

"Oh, there you are, Lady. Looks like you're dismantling it."

"They let them hold [item bags], so they could go for the big guy. I tried to hunt solo."

"You guys really succeed... oh?

Zeros noticed a familiar woman beside them.

Belladonna, the manager of a shop specializing in magic tools. And they seem to have noticed the presence of this one.

I walked over here, waving my hand at nothing.

"I'll see you in a rare place. Uh... Could it have been Mr. Zeros? Long time no see. Looks like he hasn't come to sell demon stones lately, but was he busy? You know, something a little weird about the old man asking you to do?

"That's the place. Exactly at the request of the current Duke, but hey, does Mr. Belladonna know Mr. Creston? Could it be the Solisterians..."

"Well, I just lend my name, but I get a good request. For example... making magic stones for refrigerators."

Refrigerator, that's a simple magic item that Zeros made for his own use.

Did you find out about the structure when Creston visited it, an instrument sold at the Solister Chamber of Commerce less than a month later? Nowadays, the harbor has been made to freeze reservoirs and has begun to dye its hands in unprecedented commerce.

"Did you also help Belladonna make the parts for the array? I think it will be quite a few......"

"I've been so busy I don't even have time to sleep. There are only useless clerks besides me..."

"You don't see that clerk, do you? Did you finally fire me?

"Uh... I wish I was, but unfortunately, that kid, there..."

As Belladonna pointed her finger, a bloodstained maid crawled out just below the big bore in demolition work.

To be clear, it reminds me of zombies, biologically hazardous worlds.

Luceris faded away and spoke to the fearful Belladonna.

"Um... is she okay? Very bloody..."

"It's okay, I'm all blood back... and Date didn't call me a [bloodstained slayer]"

"That's two terrible names... and the smell is terrible..."

Cootie comes this way like a ghost, emitting a raw odor.

"Teyeyechenchowowo... Kuruiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

With a grudging voice.

"If you're going to sue, do so. But as a witness, I'm gonna put your ex-companion in court, right? It also exposes all the disturbances you've caused in the store, but you think you can win? Some of our customers got caught by an innocent guard?

"... I said business. I'm sorry...... it's all about my immorality"

Dare to sink. Belladonna was stronger.

Cootie can never beat Belladonna in the weak meat hierarchy.

Cootie keeps blowing herself up anyway. And even if Belladonna wins the trial, there's nothing at all to gain from her.

To put it clearly, it is barren. Cootie has no taste at all, and she doesn't have the money to go to trial.

It's all rust out of me because I deserved it. It's a story that I can't help.

"It looks like we should do something we didn't see... we don't want to get involved."

"Right...... right. I'm sure she's a terrible shame."

Luceris is surprisingly terrible, too. But it's the right answer.

"Whoa, it's Big Boa. Is that BBQ today?

"Ooh! Good, I'm almost done dismantling it, but if you can help me."

"Ok, you've never dismantled it before. Looks like you're done peeling off your skin, and then it's just meat."

"There's a moth, too, right? Let's wash it on the way home and make it a pot tonight. Ouilla wants some moth."

Ignoring the Belladonna and the others, the children are working fine to dismantle them.

Blood drainage work somehow became a full-scale dismantling and could continue until the sun went down.