At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"The Spirit of Love and Beauty, Papera Faka-chan. Er!

"Don't lie sad."

A red-haired woman dancing through the universe as she creeps around and slaps off a bright white spirit like a fairy who decides to pose.

The Spirit of Love and Beauty was beaten to the floor by Pei Pei.

The Spirit, who slapped her, has red hair moving like a flame rising from time to time.

No, not just your hair, but your whole body looks shaky sometimes.

"Go - hey! What the fuck!

"Because you lie, no Spirit of Light."

"Who can't be the Spirit! You can only burn it!

The spirits who returned with Mr. Aroness are still in full swing.

This was Mr. Geena's idea to keep them here for a little while.

Mr. Aroness' spirits are often seen as non-human beings, giving them advance investigation instructions, and he wants to make sure that Mr. Aroness had trouble when he joined them.

The point is, the people who look like non-human beings are investigated ahead of time at Mr. Geena's behest.

The people who looked like people were Mr. Aroness and his men who had asked to rendezvous beforehand.

That's what I did. I also apologized for the anxiety I caused by explaining it to the people for now and showing their own appearance.

At Mr. Geena's direction, he's still circulating that story throughout the capital.

However, that was also due to Mr. Geena's unexpected return early and the fact that the city guards were about to move in Mr. Aroness's battle, which Mr. Geena herself stopped and headed to the scene.

Mr. Aroness's battle was so flashy that even when he was in the city, he could tell immediately.

Mr. Geena appeared in the mansion's garden with a transfer where Inai had a worrying look at it.

In the meantime, the explanation of the circumstances was there, and Mr. Geena was good because he made an immediate move.

At its heart, Mr. Aroness and Mr. Geena, as well as three Inai, are talking in separate rooms.

We were asked to take our seats off the conversation for now, so we listened to the spirits introduce themselves.

"My name is Nuberetz. The Spirit of the Earth. '

A large, masculine spiritual of skin that looks like dirt and rocks, introducing itself with a voice that is heavy and quiet, but somewhere gentle.

This guy was also wide enough to only get in through the window.

And if I'm not sitting down, my head hits the ceiling, so I'm sitting in the corner myself so I don't get in the way.

It's pitiful.

"Mogumo... um, oh me. Wind Spirit, it's Barnaub Ale. Oh, this is delicious. '

The fluffy and floating boy, who had been eating sweets since he got here, introduced himself to Mr. Earthspirits, and when he was done, he started eating again with awareness of the sweets.

For now, I give priority to eating sweets over anything else.

"I'm Bappara Boppo. Spirit of Fire. I like the play. Are you interested in the play?

A red-haired woman who also introduces herself there and then starts talking about the goodness of the play.

When I introduced myself, I must have had a clear face, but as soon as I started talking about the play, I became a sneer face.

I mean, I can't stop. I don't start introducing the next person.

"Yes, yes, Ba, I'm in trouble, so let's come here. -"

"Hey, what's up? I wasn't just talking."

The Spirit of the Water, previously introduced on the airship, took me halfway through the story of the Spirit of Fire.

Could it have been that if I hadn't stopped, I would have kept talking about it for an extended time?

It was helpful because it couldn't be stopped because it was spoken like rage.

"Sestanda. Tree Spirit. I can manipulate trees. But other than trees, plants can interfere."

"Pappo. Dark Spirit. You can do it dark. It's bright and dark."

Both of them introduced me with their voices feeling bright, but they don't have voices and expressions.

Both are as confused as a croto, three of them lined up like brothers and sisters.

The wooden spirits feel like human-shaped trees, and shaping is the shape of a person, but the texture of the skin is as wooden as you wish.

It doesn't look like it was scratched clean either, it feels like a normally growing tree.

Somehow Mr. Dark Spirit looks like a fallen angel, to put it simply. My skin and feathers are black and my eyes are even darker.

Woman for what we've both seen, huh?

"Lucca Rocca. It's the Spirit of Thunder."

The boy, who introduces himself with a grin, occasionally makes his body feel something tingly.

As the introduction suggests, is there lightning? Is it okay to touch it?

"It's Shield Spirit Shayla. We are spirits in things. The look and personality is pulled by the owner before it is spiritualized '

"The spirits that live in things are powerful beings with people's thoughts in them, so they are really influenced by their owners. Oh, I'm the Spirit of the Book Buttsquare. It's not exactly the Spirit."

A gray-haired woman in a full-body white outfit and a woman with an atmosphere like a scribe or researcher who never lets go of a book at all times.

Are they spirits who dwell in things?

I wonder if I got the power as a result of being taken care of, or something like that.

"It's Karanas the Sword Spirit. A spirit who can only wave his sword.

"It's the Axe Spirit Messi! I can only shake an ax like this one!

A young man with a big scratch on his cheek laughing with a pretty good smile on and a musculoskeletal tiger man laughing luxuriously with his youth shoulders together.

The youngster usually feels like a swordsman, but the tiger man looks like a bandit or something.

'I say Machad the Hammer Spirit. Nice to meet you'

A threaded man who lowers his head and introduces himself in a gentle voice while trying to shrink his gigantic body to the tiger man line just now.

Contrary to the intimidating appearance of a big gatai on his bald head, he seems very attentive to his surroundings.

I still wipe the scum of sweets that the Wind Spirit ate with a smile without complaining about anything.

"It's Carnea the Spear Spirit. Nice to meet you, boy. '

I think I've probably been flushed, but the look on Mr. Beast's face is a little hard to read.

She's a stylish, leopard-faced woman.

I have a feminine feeling that I can move one way or another. Either you're doing it with vegetables or you're acting.

"It's a royal of sound spirits. I'm the same as the Book Spirit, not exactly the Sound Spirit. '

It's black, but a man in clothing who looks more like a performer than a suit.

This guy has been singing in a whisper ever since earlier, and he's been singing in a whisper ever since he introduced himself.

The song is amateur, so I don't know the hard part, but his singing is comfortable in the amateur's ear as well.

Everyone introduced themselves where the Spirit introduced them, and they all chatted for a while and taught me a lot.

Apparently, they don't have a body on this scene, and they have no particular problem with the current body being damaged.

However, it takes a good amount of magic to make up the body, and when the magic runs out, it will become foggy.

Mr. Aroness has the tools to contain a large amount of magic, and he says he uses that magic to manifest the body of the Spirit and uses little of his magic.

They're consuming their magic only by maintaining something like the edge that connects them with Mr. Aroness.

So you're using all the magic of the Spirit Stone to summon and sustain them, as you saw before?

After quite a while hearing about their powers, their personality and their relationship with Mr. Aroness like that, it seems that the three of them are not finished yet.

That's a long time...

"Even so, Tallow, is that you? I don't know. She's cute."

"Yes?"

Something abruptly told me she was cute by a cute-sized light spirit.

I think the hand-sized spirit-sized lady is cuter.

"Uh, Papera Faka, no. Your sister will taste it first. '

"You've already eaten many of them!" You're definitely not a water spirit, you're a whore spirit!

'Am I terrible. - I'm just having a taste. - No.'

"I won't tell you to taste it until you stop standing on your feet!

I wonder what you came up with, you could have opened up the whole bottom story.

I mean, Mr. Light Spirit, there's too much size difference, but I wonder if it's okay.

No, I didn't mean I was interested or anything, I got purely worried.

"Uh, uh"

"Leave me alone. I don't know how to deal with those colors."

You finished eating sweets, Mr. Wind Spirit was floating beside me.

All the rear cleanup was done by Mr. Hammer Spirit in thread. Your father?

'Those are those, they'll just be spirits who love people. When it comes to kelefaglemane, it's not a limited story to people, it's a spiritual of water that gives grace to what lives and lives. Naturally. "

"He's got his hands full of non-human animals."

I didn't want to hear that.

Mr. Spirit of Water, it's worse than I thought.

"Because of our love for those who live under our protection."

"You, speaking of which, don't you think you'll be forgiven?

Soil spirits who quietly affirm water spirits and wind spirits who look awry.

I'm sorry, but I agree with Mr. Wind Spirit. I don't know.

In the meantime, Mr. Water Spirit is talking to Mr. Light Spirit, and it feels like Mr. Light Spirit is being played.

Somehow, is it your fault that Mr. Water Spirit feels a little hazy?

Turning to the other faces, Kroto is confused at the edge of the garden with the two wooden spirits and the dark spirits.

We all stare in a different direction and don't move as the three of us lean against a gret that is round in the garden as well.

What are those three?

Haku was having fun beating up with Mr. Axe Spirit in the garden.

Mr. Sword Spirit and Mr. Spear Spirit are flying yards.

If I did it for real on a boulder, he knows it doesn't taste good. I'm having a pure beating, why are they hitting me alternately without guarding any of them?

"It's not the sound of a human beating. It's the sound of a blow, is that okay?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay."

Sound Spirit replied sneerily to the grunt out of worry.

Mr. Sound Spirit, are you good at healing or something?

"I'm trying to keep the noise out of my surroundings, so it won't bother the neighborhood."

"No, that's not what I meant..."

No, these people. Sure, neighborhood annoyance is important, but there will be more important things to do than that.

As I sighed, Shield Spirit and Book Spirit were laughing bitterly.

'I'm sorry. We live in a world a little different from the sensibilities of people. "

'Well, you don't have to be so worried. I've learned to add and subtract that idiot, and the lady seems pretty strong, so it's okay. If it's dangerous, I'll stop and treat it.'

Oh, are these people relatively sensible around here?

If there's a stopper in the other body, don't worry.

As a result, Sigal, who is not beside me earlier, has been asked to be with me by the Spirit of Fire.

'It's lovely! The man who saves the girl and steals the girl's heart, rushing refreshingly where the bad guy attacked her!

And the girl who admires the man and keeps polishing herself!

Whenever a relationship between two isn't just a girl's love story, a man is the love story that needs a girl! Oh, that's lovely!

The Spirit of Fire speaks of Sigal's relationship with me like a scene in a play.

Something awesome - embarrassing.

Mr. Aroness, come back soon. I wonder if these people can put together...