"Oh, are you a customer? It's a mess, but I want you to forgive me."

Next in the realm of Mr Iris and Mr Thysse was somewhat the realm of plenty of books.

They haven't finished organizing yet, and there are quite a few books loaded.

I was overwhelmed by the number of books that were going to crash my head.

"Faelice...... shouldn't we clean up some more of this book?

"This arrangement is perfect. Even if you just move this book a millimeter, the equations of the world don't collapse."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Fe-"

"- I see! You had such a secret hidden!

Mr Faelice said something about the placement.

The equation of the world is something I still don't understand today, but it's probably a very boring issue.

I'm ashamed that I was thinking of letting you help me clean up, if that's okay with you.

I almost collapsed the equation of the world.

"Huhuhuhu, Mr. Richt. You're the only one who doesn't understand."

"Is this something wrong with me...?

Is that it?

It's Mr Richt and Mr Faelice, and they seem to be cracking their opinions.

Which should I put on?

To be honest, it's a story that's too high dimensional for me to follow.

"Oh, yeah! Mr. Faelice! Would you mind introducing me to some interesting books?

"Oh. That's a wonderful heart."

Anyway, to change the air, I presented a different topic.

This is a question that came to my mind, but it is true that I am interested in books.

When I was in the country, my hobby was to read books under trees.

If you read Mr. Faelice's recommended book, you might be able to have a common topic and get along.

Besides, for the first time, Mr. Ferris, who can hardly read his emotions, seemed happy.

"Don't recommend magic books or demonic history."

"Wow... that sounds interesting. I usually read all about love, but sometimes this might be a good idea."

"... she's cute."

What Mr. Faelice recommended me was a book that seemed a little difficult.

I'm so excited because it's quite a different genre from the book I always read.

Maybe even read it, though I think it's pungent.

Then I'd like to hear your thoughts again.

"Yes!

That's it.

When I borrow two books from Mr. Faelis, I head to the next realm, chasing after Mr. Richt's back.

"Hey. Hello. - Excuse me, there's a guy named Aria, he looks asleep now."

"I see..."

Mr. Richt keeps knocking on the door.

Unfortunately, however, Aria seemed to be taking a nap and could not say hello.

Top of this distopia, so I'd love to see you, but I can't help it.

"There is one kitchen near here, so I'd be glad to have it work done there"

"Yes! I get it!

It will now finally begin.

You may say that this is why I was called to Distopia because of my low combat ability and not so smart.

"I don't think you have any problems with ingredients, so feel free to use them. If you don't understand, don't hesitate to ask."

"Thank you!

To a fairly polite explanation, I feel the kindness of Mr. Richt.

I'm anxious it will fit your mouth that the elves make it, but I want to do my best to please everyone at Distopia.

"Is this the room?

"- Oh, there."

When I opened the door, the room was dark for some reason.

I may have misheard it, but I also feel like I heard something like groaning.

Is it a bat? The feathers are also slightly mixed and you can't even predict what's inside.

You can't go in there.

"Also, sorry! I'm in a hurry..."

"Be careful now, because it's dangerous"

"Shh, excuse me..."

I'm pissed off.

Looks like the motivation I was accumulating left me empty.

I hurry to close the door and change my mind.

Just.

What the hell was that groan?