Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

"Ha ha!? Is it a hot spring? With Mr. Journey?

As the old man was making his journey arrangements, he suddenly shook a hell of a story from the Iris and raised his dumb voice.

In front of me is Iris with a Doya face just saying 'Good idea' and Lena with a snort of yeah but a full name grin. And there was a figure of Journey dyeing his face bright red but still staring. Evil God drifts behind her like that in the air.

Are you free?

"Hmmm............ that, maybe a prenup trip?

"" Yeah, yeah ""

"No!? I just happen to win a hot spring accommodation ticket for two people with a discount!!

The Iris and the others affirm, but Journey denies it all.

I can be a little sad.

"Unfortunately, you received a request from the Duke of Delsassis. I can't even tell you the details, but you're going to get a little out of this city. Until it's due, and hey."

"Ahhh, too bad, Mr. Journey. I thought we might be able to have a friendly mixed bath while we were alone."

"Beh, I didn't want to do that!? I just happened to hit it with a discount!

"You don't have to deny it all that much... If it weren't for the request, the two of us would have liked a taily hot spring trip. Hey, I'm so sorry."

In response to the old man's words, which I sincerely regret, Journe's face was dyed red like a boiler, and his mouth was pounding like a fish rising to land.

Zeros laughing 'niggardly' inside at her figure like that. S.

"Not with me, not with Mr. Luceris?

"I used to take paid leave, so I can't take paid leave for a while other than holidays."

"I see...... Well, traveling between two women is noisy and dangerous. Lena..."

"I'm not going to go to the hot springs between women, am I? Anyway, if you have a cute boy. That's why I have to go with Iris."

"Well, would it be safe with Mr. Iris? He's stronger than some kind of mercenary..."

"Uncle, what do you care?

"It's just a mercenary guild, and the Ikareta carriage on your head is carrying passengers at high speeds, right? I think I'll probably get to my neighbor's country in a day. I don't want to ride again."

"" I never want to get on that!

Ilis and Jahne shouted in solidarity.

Sounds like they got in a [High Speed Jonathan] carriage too, where Zeros didn't know.

"What do you want me to lend you [Magic Mottle Carriage]? If you don't remove the limiter, you won't be that fast, and most importantly, the seat is fuzzy. The ride doesn't have to compare to a carriage."

"No, no, uncle! We don't have a license!? Unlicensed is against the law…"

"License? Mr. Iris... what are you talking about? We don't have a system like that in this country yet."

"... Ah. But is that okay?"

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about when you're old enough to run out on a stolen bike. You can also learn to step somewhat into the back streets. Even though it's a time for young people to blast off the streets with horses...... license? What's that, delicious?

"You're trying to draw a young man into the path of evil, for the sake of adults!?

Good thing it's not regulated by law, old man pushing forcefully [Magic Mottle Carriage]. Regardless, I'm not just trying to draw anything into the path of evil.

More than the original, the [Magic Mottle Carriage] is just a car built with an emphasis on safety, and there is also an experimental significance that ordinary people want to hear by driving. If you ask me, it's called a pre-sale test drive.

But that's what's supposed to be the most important thing, but since I'm going to say hella and joke like I'm going to put it out later, it just sounds like a delusion to Iris and Journey like I took it and attached it.

Zeros had a pretty good personality when it came to making fun of others before things mattered.

"Well, that's why we'll be away for a while... is Mr. Alfier okay?

"Hmm? Wait, so who makes my meal?

Alfia, who was free and drifting in the air, panicked when she was suddenly told the story. A meal that is the only pleasure without Zeros will be at your disposal for a while.

I don't have to eat anything else to die, but that's the only way to kill my free time in a game I downloaded into my brain until Zeros came back.

But the game of this hand will attack immediately, and later we will waste our time.

"I'll leave the money behind, so don't waste it and live a planned life. If you pay for the food, Mr. Luceris and the others will make dinner."

"Nooo... I'm a good hamburger. But as far as we're concerned, you don't know when you'll be back, do you? Then maybe I should move a little faster too..."

"Do you have any plans?

"I wish I could walk around a little bit and catch the fool. It would be advantageous if the shackles were broken at all."

"I want you to add and subtract. If you do poorly, this world could perish"

"I don't want to be impotent like that, but it's acceptable enough to have a crater."

"Well, then, okay"

There was something wrong with the perception of the scale of the supposed damage between the two of them.

Maybe the old man's perception of common sense is changing to something out of the ordinary.

The next morning, Zeros and Ado left the city of Santore.

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Istol School of Magic was already on winter vacation.

On the calendar it would be no longer spring, and it would be more right to say spring leave, no longer winter vacation. Originally, we met when we were already halfway through our winter vacation.

That would mean that there was so much discrepancy in the plans.

This is also a rather hasty and confusing situation within the College, so the impact has affected the college students' plans, but this situation will continue for some time.

Anyway, Celestina and the others went on a month's vacation.

So I was going to tell him to go to the hot springs before returning, and he was going to rent a mercenary guild operating carriage to go to the town of Lisagle. The point is, I wanted to enjoy the ground.

Anyway, Etha Lante is an underground city. There is no sunlight, no blue-grown meadows.

We can also get to the ground from the entrance in the huge pillar of the city centre that supports the rock bedrock, but there is a danger to our lives because the handy demons are establishing an ecosystem. When it comes to doing things, it's all about investigating magic props, so it's hard or impossible to miss the ground.

That's why Celestina wasn't the only one thinking the same thing, and the other college students boarded the Mercenary Guild's operational carriage for the hot spring town of Lisagle.

"Ugh, there's snow. I'd like to dive into that snow that no one's complaining about."

Noisy on the carriage was Urna, the beast man, a wolf girl who swells her chest to the expectation that she would still run out on the snow.

"Well, that's kind of... If your body gets wet, you may freeze to death. Well, the city of Etha Lante was temperature-controlled, but the underground streets were geothermal and hot. I know what makes you want to dive."

"Master Urna is hard to fathom."

Through the underground streets of the Irmanus underground ruins created by the Dwarves, it was a snowland.

Between the Solister Magic Kingdom and the Atorum Empire stands a steep mountain range at high altitudes.

In winter, snow falls on the side of the Atorum Empire and seldom snows in the Solister Magic Kingdom on the south side across the mountain range. Snow and other rarities are even more common in the southern seaside areas.

Snow clouds over the mountain range will already be exhausted by the time they flow to the side of the Solister Magic Kingdom, and warm winds from the ocean on the south side will make the snow rain.

Conversely, the Atorum Empire is a snowy zone, as is the Kingdom of Isalas further north. The pedestrians must continue to fight the harsh nature until they reach the Dwarf synagogue.

For this reason, in the winter it is not a horse, but a small mammoth-like creature called [Comos] that causes the carriage to be pulled. Regardless, the carriage in which Celestina and the others ride is also towed by the Comos.

The pedestrians of the Kingdom of Isalas and the Empire of Atorum mostly kept both horses and comos for carriage.

"I hear dogs are happy to run around the garden tip when it snows, but is the beast man the same? I'm curious."

"Dear Carosti, I was wondering if that would be a little rude to Master Urna..."

"Even if Miska, who is usually rude, is persuasive..."

"Ma'am... your mouth is a disaster, isn't it?

Miska's glasses are shining bright light.

Celestina in a hurry under no escape.

"Hot springs work good for beauty, but what about hot springs in the town of Lisagle?

"Come on? I don't know, but wouldn't it be nice if it could heal fatigue? Master Carosti is intelligent."

"You want to do an ingredient analysis. [Appraisal] I just want skills."

"Ah, it's a snowfield wolf. I'm here, too. I want to hunt."

There are those who watch such maidens play from behind.

"... that sounds like fun"

"Right. Well, you couldn't borrow a bigger carriage, so you have no choice."

Behind the carriage where Celestina and the others ride, the Mercenary Guild carriage borrowed by the Zvates follows.

From behind you it looked like a smiling sight of the girls' catching 'and' woof 'in Dio's eyes and he seemed to want to mingle there.

"With that said, comrade, isn't Anz here? That kid's supposed to be an escort for once, right?

"Are you there? They should be escorting Celestina..."

"Where... Oh, there he is..."

In a world where even snow was falling on the surrounding trees and dyeing everything white, the pink ninjas were walking without snowing one between the trees.

That's exactly like the disease.

Peach Shinobi's extraordinary skill was moving around the trees at an incredible rate, with red rain and deep red stains of white snow in places that were sometimes invisible.

Apparently, they are arresting demons.

"Anz, that's awesome. You're taking down the demon so accurately while you're moving around..."

"Eromura is supposed to get rid of the intruders ahead of us, too, right? What Anz is doing is a fine escort job, but what are you doing?

"No, because I can't move around in the snow! Because the weight of the gear alone fills it!? Because it looks like this and it's a heavily armed warrior position!!

Eromla was desperate to excuse herself.

His occupation is [Brave Night]. Only with a knight. His gear is heavily armored, and his power is halved in battles such as on fallen snow and swamps.

If it's light equipment, you can fight hard, but weak scaffolding field combat is heavy equipment and bad at it. He is basically good at consolidating his defenses with heavy equipment and defeating opponents at the counter, and local combat in snow mountains and elsewhere falls into the category of bad.

[Sword-and-Sausalis] Then I could ignore the topographical effects and so on, but in reality I get affected by them all.

"You... assuming you're an escort, right? Aren't you supposed to have all the gear you need, assuming a time like this?

"It also takes money to get a set of gear together!! I do get paid, but I can only buy cheap stuff. Some hands are second-hand, but from what I've seen, I'm not comfortable with defensive or durable aspects."

"For once, I didn't think about it..."

"Comrade I - - What!? You, you thought I was not serious? You look like this and your job ripens properly."

"Sorry... your usual attitude was arr..."

No matter how seriously you ripen your job, as far as Elomla's usual attitude is concerned, it's hard to say that you're serious about flattery. Instead, he even looks like he's playing.

But no matter how charampolan you usually look, Elomura is one of the reincarnators. It would also be top notch in this world in terms of strength.

You can also react to slight killings and develop a state of battle with one small object. The range of enemies is also wider than that of ordinary people.

If strength is still suspected, that is due to Elomla's usual behavior. Unfortunately, he doesn't look like a very powerful man.

"Me, you can cry, right? No, you should cry here."

"Give up your usual behavior there. You don't look very awesome - I always look at women's asses..."

"Rude! I keep a good eye on my chest, and then my face..."

"You're hot on a woman because you act like that suck, aren't you? It's not about being great and prestigious!

"I just live honestly in my heart. If you're enough to spit a lie in your heart, you're ready to penetrate your beliefs as you desire! And one day I'll have Boyne's elf puff me!!

It was crisply stupid. And the way he screamed his dreams hot was manly in another way for nothing.

The porn that went through the main muscle is no longer called just porn.

Let me put it this way in good shape. Perverts and......

"... hey, that wasn't complimented. Dio, say something from you too... Dio?

"Hmm? Mr. Celestina is an angel whenever he sees it? Oh... how can I convey this thought..."

"No, this is it. I'm totally in the world alone."

As for Zveit, I just want you to confess and do something jade shattered or whatever.

But I can't get into thoughtful behavior at the heart of it, Deo. I'm jealous of the man who tries to get close to Celestina.

"Hey, Dio...... You, I don't know, haven't darkened the men trying to get close to Celestina in the back, have you?

…………

"Say something, you didn't kill him!? I haven't dyed my hands in crime, have I?!?

"That's not true... Oh no, I don't imitate that insane... I guess."

"I probably told you!? Then look me in the eye! Why are you trying to deflect your gaze?!

Grabbing the collar, shaking Dio. Zveit, but he says nothing more.

It would be because I knew I could not guess at the attitude of Zveit, who is not an enemy but not an ally.

Neutrality sometimes loses credibility.

"Comrade... your best friend is going off the road, apparently. Just for the record, Teena is getting popular with the bastards. And then some of the girls... I don't know, when I was at school... but I heard there were a couple of guys in the alley who got attacked, right?

Zveit turns to Day - a ghost momentum.

He missed his gaze as much as he could.

"Eromla...... I wanted you to say that info first"

"No, Mr. Miska was stopping me, and come on." For the spiritual growth of your daughter, will you shut up? I can't seem to notice the preference from the opposite sex because you're still a child '... it was very powerful. "

"... that's definitely not a stop to thinking about Celestina. Before that, you threatened me not to stop talking..."

"I think so, too. I had a knife that felt like an abrasive suck and... But it's Mr. Miska, so I can't resist it. Come on."

Misca turns her hand from the back to Eromura.

I don't know what she's up to.

"Nice! Between us, Mr. Celestina is very competitive. Even I'm mediocre, they'll never look at me... So fewer competitors..."

"What are we... plural!? Eromura, I think it's time for me to revisit my friendship."

"Right. I think the darkness is just too much. All you have to do is whisper. Even I pull just fine Wow..."

Regardless, Zveit even donned porn mullahs with many idiotic words and deeds from time to time.

"(I... to Mr. Celestina...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"" Dee ooh!? Didn't I just say something bossy!?

Deo, who had a hell of a cumming out, never uttered a word since.

I just have a creepy grin or something about what I'm paranoid about.

"Zveito, the break is still there!"

"The carriage hurts my ass. Give me a break!"

"I don't care, why are you even coming to him?

"Come on?"

A few of my free Whistlerian pals are also following me as a jerk, but after strenuous training I went on vacation and they were up pretty good.

I don't mind coming to the hot springs, but as a Zveit, I don't feel like something could go wrong. It is really a stomachache.

On the front of such a carriage for their ride, Anz, who was sometime back, had sewn her underwear for sale at the next business.

Only she seemed really peaceful without worries.

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The carriage of the Viscount Elwell family was going down the streets of the one-sided silver world.

Kristin, who at first looked around out of rarity, realizes it's here.

"Doctor, how can construction proceed so quickly? Underground construction should also require a lot of manpower to transport debris and such outside?

"Hmm, probably buried some unnecessary parts of the underground street with rubble. Externally, it is not efficient to take it out. When that happens, you can reduce the habitat by dumping it where the demons live, with two birds a stone. Most importantly, the incorporation of the new magic that was recently sold has accelerated construction as a factor."

Sargas Sephone, an old demon mentor, answered the question with a likable grin.

But his physique doesn't look like a magician in flattery, and muscular succeeding giants are somewhat narrow in the carriage. Rather cramped.

For this reason, Isaac, one of the escorts, is outside with you, and Christine thinks she is very sorry in the cold sky.

"That's amazing. Isn't that a revolution in construction technology?"

"I feel that some of the construction is completing too quickly, but in a short period of time, we've been able to maintain it so far. Thanks to Matisse, we can travel to neighbouring countries without bypassing the Holy Law Reich."

That's where some insane engineering shop worked, but there's no way the two of them know what's going on at the site. Many craftsmen were thrust into the hell of a snort cry to do this maintenance.

Not knowing is sometimes a happy thing.

"Recently, the Dwarves used practical magic such as [Gaia Control] and [Rock Forming]. Looks like Creston's got a lot of business."

"[Mage of Purgatory], former Duke of Creston? Sure, I heard you're creating your own faction or something?

"Mm-hmm. A special faction directly under the royal family. It is mainly concerned with the operation of practical wizards and is studied day and night for the purpose of developing magic to help improve and develop technology. Recently, we're getting a lot of visibility, like selling restorative magic, right?

"That's amazing."

"I don't know, I just think Noon has a back... So the wizards from all over the country have jointly developed the magic of recovery? Impossible. You're not a magician serving your country, you're just stubborn fools. I wouldn't hesitate to take it from behind if useful magic were developed. Well, healing magic, huh? If you don't tell anybody, I'll hide it."

It is because it is a sagas that traveled all over the place that I can better understand the stupidity of the magician of palace service.

The people of every country were arrogant and despised the wizard in the city well from above. Moreover, he is a completely useless immature person in terms of actual battle.

Such people co-develop magic and so on. I couldn't believe it.

Not least, the restorative magic is monopolized by neighboring Metis Holy Law Shinto, and even if we look at what the nations have largely published about it, we can only assume that the heads of state are trading backwards.

"With that said, I'm also curious to hear from Christine about the Wizard before."

"Before? Oh, you mean Mr. Zeros"

"Uhm. He who gave magic to that... Hasn't that person pulled a thread behind the meticulousness of recent developments concerning the magic of the Solisterians here?

"Are you saying that there are amazing wizards who are not on the table? Well, Mr. Zeros can think about it..."

An insane wizard in Christine's memory.

At Arkhan's mining dungeon, Christine hooked up to the trap and fell to the bottom. One wizard who went down to the lowest level alone at that time and did all he could to destroy it.

With all that power, his name has never been heard of before. It was also conceived whether he was a wandering magician, or the possibility that a fairly high-ranking nobleman was covering up information.

From what I've heard, Sargas also thought he wasn't a lined exorcist. Anyway, it's out of the standard to crush common sense, such as magic alchemy and widespread extermination magic.

If you are the current Duke of Solister, you will be able to manipulate information without suffering. Rumor has it that the Duke's family could not have thought to leave it alone.

"I guess I'll ask the guy in Creston. When you don't answer, use your fist..."

"What!? This, with fists, is the Duke, albeit the ex!?

"What, there's no such thing as a troubled class between him and Noon. If we hit each other somewhat reluctantly, they'll tell us honestly after giving us a useless warning."

"Why are you bringing it into such a violent development?!? If you do anything wrong, my house will be crushed!

"You'll be fine around here. Non is not willing to cause any trouble, and he will take the liberty of guessing over there. Don't worry about it."

Sagas and Creston's friendship seems to be deepening enough to talk to each other with their fists.

Whether we're close or not is subtle, but at least we seem to acknowledge each other.

However, you are not in the same position as a mere magician who has no status and the Duke's house. I just hope we don't get beat up in front of ourselves by mistake.

"It's a man's friendship."

"... do you beat each other up with friendship? I don't understand."

"My daughter doesn't know, is it precious to be friends who can say what they want to say to each other? I hope Kristin has a good friend too..."

"My friend who talks to each other with his fist is a little..."

It was Christine who learned that the differences between men and women made friendships take different forms.

"I'm sorry I was talking to you. Lady... watch your back while you're alert."

"Isert, was it also something to be wary of?

"What do you say, you'll see"

When I saw the underground street tunnel entrance that would soon lead to the ruins of the Irmanus underground, Isato, who was on the carriage's podium, opened a small window and called out with a bewildered look.

Christine, as she was told, also peered backwards through the back window, and something incredible was rapidly approaching there.

"What, are you..."

"Carriage...... isn't it? Is it like a magic guide?

That's a carriage and a bummer, but if you look closely, you can't see anywhere a horse pulling a carriage.

Moreover, there was more speed than a four-headed carriage, and gradually it was approaching this way suddenly.

"No way, the Duke of Solister recently published..."

"Isato, do you know?

"To the extent of rumors, I was wondering if it was a vehicle type magic guide developed by the Solisterians. However, it has not been sold yet..."

"Ho... you think that stuff is moving before it's sold? Then, who is moving the array is close to the Duke's house, or the developer himself?"

As the rumored magic guide approached, it was seen that there were two passengers.

One was a red-haired woman, and it was a twin-tailed girl her own age who was driving.

It seems faster than a two-headed carriage, but for some reason it's snaking fluffy.

"Mr. Journey, stay away from me. Huh!! Because it's dangerous, fuhiha!?

"Put it down. Huh!! Fast, scary, kibble...... ugh!?

"Nah, nah, nah!? Don't throw up, when you're hugged by it, you drive. Uh-huh!

With a noisy voice, a horseless carriage passed by.

"Aren't you dangerous..."

"I recognize the two of you who were on it..."

"I made something interesting. I'd love to break it down."

The Magic Mottle Carriage disappeared into the back of the tunnel that led to the ruins of the Irmanus underground, as it was so serpentine that it could have caused an accident.

So much so that Christine and the others go into the tunnel.

Listening to the screams of red-haired women echoing......