Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

The town of Lisaguru.

It was once a small village created by mine workers to mine only a few mineral veins, but in the end the mining of minerals was on the verge of ending empty and lonely.

The famous product only started as a winter earner [Roosevelt's Wine] and was bought by merchants for a small number and cheap price, not even a profit.

However, the expansion and maintenance of the Irmanus underground monument caused many civil workers to push over to the village, and the expansion progressed rapidly.

It should have been a useless village if the underground tunnel streets had been opened, but happily the outpouring of hot springs would have prompted it to make further leaps as an accommodation town.

With tunnel streets connected to the remaining underground city [Etha Lante] of the old civilization period, it is also becoming a hub for many people and supplies to deal with. Supported by the Atorum Empire and the Bird Steer Magic Kingdom in a corresponding way, the inhabitants of the town of Lisaguru were promised the peace of life.

Finally, the hot springs, which heal the fatigue caused by the long journey of trading merchants, instantly flow to the merchants' information network, and business opportunities to build hot springs inns from the Atorum Empire and the Kingdom of Isalas, are no longer a construction rush. The craftsmen at some of the factories can't stop laughing.

Zoning and expansion work proceeded at insane speeds.

And now...

"Something tells me there was a place like this in my hometown..."

"You've been busy. Information tells the story that it was a poor mining village...... ooh"

It was reminiscent of some famous tourist destination in England, lined with buildings featuring triangular roofs.

Then Journe was still suffering from motion sickness.

"I went back to Santore as soon as I finished my escort request, and I can't believe it's developing into a town like this... Well, could that crazy engineering store have it?

"... faster to the inn than that... I'm dying..."

"I'm disappointed, Mr. Journey..."

The Atorum Empire is close to the Oriental continental culture of Earth, but the township that spreads in front of it looks Japanese. Without any extra embellishment, it reminds Illis of nostalgia.

But the state of the company was smashing it brilliantly.

"It was more or less 60 km/h in a straight line and about 30 km/h in a curve, but you get so drunk..."

Cars are a new technology in this world.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there is an unknown, and therefore intolerable to the people of this world.

The Journeys got drunk just riding a rear car towed by a Zeros motorcycle. The physical speed of sixty kilometres per hour is a rate of fear for her, making her even more drunk and cuddled to the Illis, making driving even rougher.

And endless.

The result is that Glocky… Illis has often driven this far too.

'I was right about playing the racing game - it was seriously dangerous... Thank you, Maoo. Tech to avoid banana skins and beans was helpful. "

A heartfelt thank you to the mysterious plumber in the red hat, Iris.

"Hmm? A bun is a treat I've never heard of...... ugh!

"In the skins where the wheat was condensed, the beans were wrapped in a filling boiled in sugar and steamed. But if you eat now, I'll definitely throw up, so give it up."

"Ugh... Illis is cold. For making Atashi such a body..."

"Something is being said in a bad way by people!? It seems like an obnoxious relationship, so stop it!?

"I'm under Mr. Lena's influence!? 'And at this time Iris thought.

"By the way, where are you staying?

"Ah...... weh. I can stay anywhere in an empty inn...... should...... Pick an inn anywhere you want..."

The usual dependable figure, now there's no shadow to see.

Journey was so vulnerable to the ride. Unlike Illis and Zeros, who are used to car speeds, it's the same thing for her to ride a screaming jet coaster.

'You should be able to get that speed instantaneously if you strengthen your body, right?

When I was hunting for demons by strengthening my body by magic, the speed was instantaneously equivalent to that of a demonic motorcycle carriage, but it was Illis with a strange view of the car sickened journey.

Nevertheless, I can't help thinking about it, so I decided not to dare go into a nearby inn.

Supporting Jahne, who unfortunately turned into a beauty because of his car sickness......

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"Phew... That's really good hot water"

"That's right, hey..."

"Hahahahahaha!

"Master Urna, swimming in a hot tub is a violation of manners, isn't it?

"Mmm... annoying other customers"

Celestina and the others, who had arrived from the city of Etha Lante to the town of Lisaguru, left their bags in the biggest inn they had booked and headed immediately to the bathroom.

Now he was soaking in an open-air bath and neatly healing his daily fatigue.

The snow scenery from the open-air bath has a beauty worth a look.

"Soaking in hot water like this will soothe your journey fatigue......" (Chira)

"Take a bath with a snow view. What a luxury. I want to keep staying here." (Flirting)

"Lady, Lady Carosti, it doesn't make sense to look at someone else's style, does it? Well, the potency of the hot springs, but neuralgia, cold, skin disease, and so much more...... and beautiful skin. I am most pleased with this skin beauty effect for women, lady...... I'm sorry it didn't help make your chest bigger."

"Huh? No matter what your chest is, you're in the way. Why would everyone be so jealous? Weaving a weapon with a heavy body is a problem, isn't it?

"... people want what they don't have. There is no right for others to deny what they seek wholeheartedly"

Anz, who was soaking up to his shoulder in warm water, but his eyes were cold.

Celestina and Carosti don't seem to be the nature that spreads out of the open bath, they seem to chase the breasts of well-styled female guests with their eyes, and they don't get inspired by the complex.

I don't like to just turn my eyes around, but other people's nakedness gets in my eyes. And I can make you understand the cruelty of nature even if you don't like it.

Yes, the world is not equal.

"... something about not many women with big breasts?

"That's a lot...... Is this harassment of us?

"Something scares the two of us."

From a wild inquiry or frightened by the signs of Urna releasing them both.

"Being with nothing is a symbol of envy for those who seek it. It turns into jealousy and eventually develops into a willingness to kill. Could this spa inn set the stage for a murder?

"Hey, I won't! No matter how big our breasts are, we're not going to commit murder. Mr. Anz......"

"What do you think we are? I'm not jealous enough to commit indiscriminate murder with jealousy. That much discernment!

But Anz watched as they were releasing their precipitation.

It is morose to have an envy to the point where they are both fierce, even without intent to kill.

"You don't have to be in such a hurry, you both have a future, do you? Wouldn't it be nice to massage every day in no hurry? Well, I don't need it."

"Grunt... you can afford the one who has it. But Miska also has a point... My mother has big breasts, and all of them have the potential to grow into fascinating busts."

"While I'm at it, imitate embarrassment... I'm only fourteen years old, and I could grow up in the future too..."

"(How's the lady...)"

"…………………………… What?

Miska whined bossly about something that bothered her me very much.

I don't know if I can hear that fine word, out of obsession with beauty or just coincidence, but Celestina didn't miss hearing it.

"Mi, miska......? What was the word earlier..."

"What is it about?

"Don't delude me. Right now, my chest is desperate..."

"Did you hear that? That, my lady's mother, was... a little cautious in the chest, so I didn't know that the lady who was drawing that blood would be a nice buddy..."

"Look at the very poor man, don't look at me!

"Okay, I'll stop. Your daughter can't do it in the future."

"So don't be sure!? Don't make a desperate pronouncement with a very dowdy face!

A very good smile, Mr. Miska.

"I'm sorry. The roots are honest, so I accidentally told the truth. Your daughter's mother wasn't breastfeeding, but she's not that big. Yeah... if you dare say so, you were crowded."

"The crowd............"

"And he transformed me, who was a cool, serious literary girl, like he is now."

"Cumming out the hell out!? You're kidding, right? It's the usual tea, isn't it?

"No, the truth, though?

Celestina's vision stained bright white.

It was a moment when a place to relax and heal fatigue turned into an extremely cold ice field.

"Is that it? Was Mr. Misca acquainted with Master Celestina's mother?

"I'm a classmate and a friend. Well, I was suddenly nostalgic when we met and chased around for a while...... I made a noise, too, to be nostalgic enough to get past the toilet compartment. You were just scared when you were persevered and chased around and whispered behind 'O to mo da chi ni na li ma sho u' in the dark"

"Mr. Celestina's mother... was she like that?

"You're the culprit who created me now. And I'm telling my late friend's oblivion directly what my mother was like. Oh, what a beautiful friendship."

"You were very distinctive..."

The shocking truth was further conveyed, and Celestina's thought ceased.

If Miska's abrupt behavior is Celestina's mother's lifetime appearance, it would mean she has quite a personality problem. The mother's impression I heard from Creston at a young age was that she was a 'woman like [White Lilith flowers (plants similar to lilies)] if they were quiet and analogous', but that if Miska's story was true, it was the opposite of the flying figure.

I just want to believe Creston's story, but the trouble is Miska doesn't throw up as much as she does at times like this. I mean, I'm telling the truth.

"... lying, right?

"No, it's an extremely limitless, unmistakable, serious story"

"Tell me it's a lie, Miska!

"He's the one who even wielded that husband, isn't he? You don't have a decent personality, do you? You've been told many times that the night was intense because you were both carnivorous, even though you don't even want to hear that anymore. I'm so sick and tired of it..."

…………

Celestina's consciousness was completely short as she smoked with the pussy ~.

I can no longer reach anyone's voice.

"Mr. Miska, how far is that story true? How mixed are the usual jokes?

"It's all true though? Well, I'm sure Milena looked daft. Behind his bright expression, he suffered a terrible situation..."

Miska's eyes, remembering the memories of a distant day, had some sad sorrow.

"Well, Mr. Misca is replacing Master Celestina's mother."

"Don't tell the lady, do you? I hope that many of them will be happy for their ladies. But you can't let them know what's going on."

"Why is that? If you're in Celestina's shoes, you'll want to know about your dead mother."

"You better not know the details, Dear Carosti... Because that was the wish of Milena, my mother of fruit."

Celestina's mother had [a prediction of the future], a pedigree magic.

But this magic shrinks its own life as a price. And whoever can use this magic no longer exists.

But if he had inherited the magic of [predicting the future] with his blood muscles, it could also be handed down to Celestina's children. Even if they cannot use this magic in person, the greedy will think that the offspring may express themselves.

If Celestina is to be happy in the crowd, she can't be made aware of this magical existence. And we must bury ourselves completely in the dark.

To prevent it, the parties concerned will not tell much and will not try to tell anyone the truth. Even against Celestina, the fruitful daughter......

"By the way, how do you carry Master Celestina?

"" Ah... "

Whatever the reason, Celestina is currently stiff with a thought stop. I was in a state where no one's voice could reach me.

Then I have to get him dressed in the stripper. Unfortunately, that's possible, but the problem is getting to the room we're staying in.

Conclusion. Celestina was carried on a stretcher.

I don't know if I should be lucky, but it seems there are many people who have been able to climb up in the hot springs, and no one thought it was strange.

I'm just worried about her spirit in shock.

"Hmm... I'll be good for another hour"

Elsewhere in the noise, only Anz enjoyed the hot springs.

She seems to like hot water in a long bath.

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Celestina and the others are not the only ones who are coming to the bathroom.

The Zvates also checked in at the appropriate inn and headed to the bathroom as soon as their luggage was old. Other friends will be looking for suitable accommodation.

"Hum! Mum! Olya!"

"Eromura, stop posing in front of the mirror because it's ugly."

"Say what! If you come to the hot spring washroom and look in the mirror, it's manners to do this first. I couldn't get in yesterday because I was tired, so enjoy the mood."

"No, I don't know that manners."

Zveit was washing his body with a coarse towel, frightened by the erotic murmur that was kicking double vicepts in front of the mirror.

"If you don't know, you should remember. That any man would want to expose his flesh in front of a mirror. Yeah, you've been getting muscles lately."

"More than that, the mirror shows something ugly as a bluff, but can you do something about it? I don't want to see it, and I'm gonna get stuck in my dreams."

"It's a gentleman's taste."

"Are you a pervert?

Eromura, you don't seem willing to hide the gentleman in your groin.

They also followed the muscles, but the degree of perversion was getting higher.

"Comrade, we've come to the hot springs. Why are you so cold!

"I'm the slow type to indulge. Hide before that!

"No! It's a hot spring, isn't it? It's a healing space where everything's gonna be open, right? If you don't expose it, you're lying."

"So don't let him bluff in front of me!

"Get hot, you too. Come on! Free your soul and feel nature's air all over you!!

"Slowly heal your fatigue! Close, the fierce beast of the groin is near! I need to get closer!!

Eromura, who came to Hot Springs to cast off all ethics, eagerly presses for why and also for Vait to get involved. The most pressing weapon is the groin murder weapon...

It was a sight to behold.

"Deo, you do something about this fool too!

"Zveit...... don't you think it's in the way of that partition? If there was Mr. Celestina ahead...... Kuck, he might peek like a porno."

"I don't like it... it's women's water over there, naturally, isn't it? If it's a mixed bath, you're the one."

"In Genesis times, men and women lived naked, right? Why did people start trying to hide everything? We love each other, so why don't we just take a bath with our purely naked comrades..."

"How did you get into a relationship between him and both thoughts at some point? In the first place, you don't even remember your name. Or even if I can remember once, I'll be forgotten after a while... If you're looking at a convenient fantasy, you're gonna ruin it, okay?

"Ghah......"

Dio threw up blood and sank to the bottom of the hot tub.

Truth sometimes turns into a murder weapon more than a sharp blade.

And it was you, Zveit, who wanted to try using a newly remembered word.

"Comrade... terrible"

"Where? He's drowning in a fantasy. He just told you the truth, didn't he?

"Maybe so, but Deo is serious, and come on. Wrap it up in obrad here and be gentle..."

"Keep it up, Dio will be a fine stalker. If we face reality before we wake up as criminals, we're going to jail in the near future. And to protect Celestina."

Stalkers don't try to listen to other people.

It is an annoying presence that pushes a one-sided love affair on the opponent and, when it flourishes on its own, destroys itself. I feel it's too late, but I just wanted to prevent my best friend from falling into darkness.

"Something, you... you look like Dio's father, don't you?

"Stop it, if I were your real father, I'd be counting on Deo. I'm just advising you because you're a friend. Why are you up if you haven't even thought about it both ways? I'm assuming that we agreed to marry just because we ate together. I don't think so..."

"Gehah! Gufo!!

Dio, spit blood in shock again.

"Apparently, it was a hit... for real"

"Why are my assumptions so intense over there? Before I repeat the bullshit that 'it's love', I just need to make a confession and shatter the balls. I'm unconvinced at a time when I rely on people. If you have time to inflate your delusions, why don't you just make a decision?"

"Geborah!!

How sick and tired of some rampant Deo lately.

The words of advice are also somewhere stabbing. And mercilessly stabs Deo in the heart with a gut.

"Relentless."

"No longer do the lukewarm words to Dio make sense. Like my master here, I decided I should go mercilessly bishibashi. It's off the road, isn't it?

"Well, if you even start ignoring the words of your best friend here, you're seriously going to end up joining the criminals. Ultimately, it's Dio's own problem..."

"I don't care, but you better get your groin murder weapon out of front of me. Or hide it, it's ugly!

Still, Eromura, your part was free dom.

Ahead of those two, Dio, poked at reality, floats in the tub, crying hard.

I seem to have remembered the cold reality.

"Well, will I enjoy the hot springs, too? The training was tight..."

"Is training knights and joints that tight?

"Well. Knight...... it is the duty of the nobles in particular to protect the people. If they are weak, they will be deprived of nothing and their lands and territories will be ravaged. It is only natural to train to prevent it. Fighting is about strategy and tactics, but above all, it's about strong bodies."

"Because comrades are the Duke's house, whose responsibilities are far heavier than those of a troop leader. After all, is the virtual enemy country the big religious country next door?

"Ah...... That country is going to put some pressure on me, so it's most likely going to attack me. Historically, if you pluck something up, you've made an irrational big name for it and repeated the invasion. Of course it's dangerous."

"Will you join the army in the future, after all?

"That's my duty. The title is temporarily taken up, but this is to facilitate upward and downward relations and roles in the ranks of the military. If incompetence is sprinkled with prestige on the umbrella of the title, the country will perish."

"That's militarism, right?

"A kingdom is militarism."

Ignoring Dio floating in the tub, the two gave themselves up to the hot springs as they talked about their little difficulties.

Unexpectedly the heat of the water leaks a voice called 'Ahhh...'.

"Hot springs... it's pretty good to take a bath looking at nature"

"You stink, comrade."

"There have been more casualties lately. The Cavalier captain is relentlessly typing in, and I've been using the kick and blind eye."

"Sora, there's no way you can be square in battle. If it's a brawl, that's what we'll do with Eggy."

"What a beautiful fight, it's just a fantasy. Apart from the onslaught of the Grand Admiral, otherwise various means are exercised to kill the enemy. Tough training is all about building strength and building tolerance to pain. It's the same as dying on the battlefield when you're just a little hurt."

"Comrade... if you're going to be tolerant of pain, you have a good hand?

"... what the hell"

"SM"

"Shit!"

Trouble is, Elomla didn't play witch mountain games. I seriously recommend SM to make it pain-tolerant.

And I do not know that some of the knights, though very few, train on that side of the young Duke's house.

It does work, but waking up to m was up to a problem within the Knights.

It is truly a happy thing not to know.

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A few men were warming up in front of the burning fire behind a depressed forest where no man would ever step in.

They are those with scratches on their tibia, criminals who fall into the category of so-called bandits.

They won't be able to get their hands on you if you come to this country.

"Brave men are tough guys. My people have been reduced a lot..."

"They're annoying, wielding a strange sense of justice!

They were a billeted group that had flown from the Holy Law Reich of Metis to the Magic Kingdom of Solister, attacking merchants and villages, robbing them of hardware, women, etc., but they had been driven into a state of devastation and fled by the brave men who led the Holy Knights.

Well, this is also the effect of the defeat of Iwata, one of the brave men, on the Rouda Iluru Plains, and the massive loss of the human resources needed to maintain law and order.

It is also because Maha Lutart, the capital, suffered devastating damage as a result of the mysterious attack, which distracted the prominent braves from policing in order to reconstruct the administration from the people.

You should see it as unlucky for the criminals.

"Well, fine. Now let me make some money from Solister."

"It's been a lot of good talk lately. We'll leave plenty to spill."

"Hey, money and women are all around the heavens. Uhhhhhhhhh"

They would have fled with their lives, and they would have lost their mind.

Relief neglected vigilance, keeping an eye on the surroundings also forgot to drink alcohol, and from now on he was coming high that he would be able to storm at will with his desires again.

It can be said to be for the calculation of a raccoon who cannot be captured, but he was freed from the fear of death so much that his vigilance was neglected.

There's no point in keeping the night thieves out.

They are criminals, not fighters trained enough to assume combat and rotate to exercise vigilance. Weapons are an amateur gathering, even if they can be used, and they are not as hypersensitive to perils around them as hunters.

That's why they missed it. There was a black mist looming close around us...

And the anomaly happened immediately.

"Hey, what's up?

One of my buddies who had been making a scene like an idiot suddenly stopped saying anything.

When the drunkenness glanced around and looked good, the man was suffering with his white eyes peeled with his neck facing upwards and mouth open.

A black mist leaks out of his mouth and his abdomen creeps from the inside out by some force. You can't speak up, only your arms move to ask your people for help.

"Hih, hih!?

"Ah? What's wrong, you drank too much and you leaked it?

"Wait, he... Something's wrong!?

Is it painful? A man seeks salvation and reaches out to his people many times, but nobody tries to get close to him because there are so many creepy phenomena going on. Because they don't have the sense of companionship to help others in the first place.

While doing so, the man suffers, and dries away as if his body's moisture is being drained.

"Hey, what the... What the hell is this? Ha!

I made fun of the split.

If this is a nightmare coming from drunkenness, everyone wants you to just wake up.

But this was a reality.

A black mist with a mixed smell of blood blows out of the man's body and hits the bandits around him.

………

…………

The bandits didn't even scream as it was, turning it into an unbroken mummy.

"... you've managed to have a body"

"From what I've seen, you look like a villain, and you don't have a problem killing him."

"Rather, the Nons did good."

'Wait... Satoshi, no, no, no!

Grandma, are you ready for dinner?

"I don't see your grandfather, Carrie. Where's your grandfather?

'I don't know. Yo!!

Countless faces emerge in the black mist.

Faces of various races, old and weak, men and women, appeared clearly in the fog, all of them moving towards one purpose.

No, some of them are subtle, but most of them share a common sentiment.

It's vengeance on the Four Gods.

Some are summoned and immediately extinguished in the attack of the Evil God, or those used and last killed for the expansion of authority. Those who have learned something extra but are buried in the darkness for it.

It was all souls summoned from different worlds, working together from hatred and vengeance to become a group.

They cannot return to the circle and are still victims in this world. And I was observing someone to avenge in a long moment.

And finally got a new flesh to avenge.

No, I got the flesh, but it hasn't stabilized yet.

'You're still unstable... This will be wiped out by purifying magic. "

'Right...... It's a halfway entity, and it's still not enough to get a full flesh.'

"Interpretation is ash, and this body itself is fragile..."

'If you think so, leave! Is this my body?

'If it weren't for us, it'd be just ashes. You're already dead, too. "

Grandma, are you ready for dinner yet? I'm starving. Ooh. '

"Where's your tooth?"

"Why are old people with dementia mixed up?

Their essence is a group spirit, a monster called Legion.

But by joining forces as brave men engraved in each of their souls, they acquired the technique of being spiritual but capable of attacking reality.

But still, my body is unstable right now.

The body now is [Reimi Ojo], built in this world with the ashes of a woman known as Sharanla.

There is no endurance just because the original is ash, and halfway materialization drains more magic than is necessary. This depletion was a pretty painful weakness for the souls.

It is therefore necessary to supplement magic and flesh from other organisms.

'You'd better take over the flesh in earnest somewhere, wouldn't you?

"It's not compatible with the creatures of this world, is it?

'Probably because we're foreign? An abnormally perverted organism may be compatible... but no, maybe not enough souls of its kind. Are you underpowered?'

"Oh, my God, no!

"Grandma, whoa, whoa!

"" "" "" May Flies, Grandpa/Grandma's!!

"Hey, these two are a couple, aren't they?

As this problematic flesh remains, it is another dream of dreams, such as vengeance against the Four Gods.

Therefore, in order to obtain a complete flesh, the souls once again moved for a compatible flesh.