After listening to our introduction, I passed out for some reason, Mr. Iris.
First, I checked on Mr. Iris, and Reefa and I decided she wasn't tired yet and decided to leave the room once.
When I got down to the dining room on the ground floor, Mr. Merck was preparing dinner, and there was also Lyla on the spot, so I decided to have dinner.
"No, there's plenty of customers today."
"Rather than a customer, one is transported in, the other? is like bringing them in for surveillance."
That's what Lyla says in a good mood as she mouths her dinner steak.
Maybe I'm glad to see more residents of the inn purely.
"But I didn't expect you to leave Durahan to me, Kate. The Durahan thing was a guild, and it was an amazing topic."
"What, exactly?"
"Out of common sense Tamer! We're gonna wreak another wave! Personally, I thought you were either Selah or Kate."
It was squeezed between me and Serra...
"Look, Mr. Sella is a legitimate Tamer, but there's something a little out of common sense, and Kite, you're a different Tamer than the rest, because there's something common sense"
"Oh well..."
But, well, we'll be talking about it.
As far as Serra's concerned, it sounds like a pretty rare demon.
"Sif, how do you see that Durahan thing?"
"Hmm?"
A sif eating meat from a plate placed at my feet looks up at me.
Lyme, who is eating on another plate next to it, is obsessed with eating meat.
"Honestly, I can't say anything. I'm pretty sure there's no malice... but my memory is missing."
"Something to catch on to?"
"Not that far. It's just... that Durahan seems a little young."
"Isn't it because you don't remember?"
"It's possible... hmm"
Even Schiff doesn't seem to know very well.
Well, come on. Shall I look into that?
It's about Serra helping us.
"Kite."
"Hmm, what? Reefa."
"Mr. Iris, I wonder what you're going to do..."
With that in mind, Reefa, who was eating in the opposite seat, opened her mouth.
I think about Mr. Iris, who is now sleeping upstairs, wary of entering into his third cup replacement at some point.
"Maybe you're not even going in this country. There won't be any money..."
"Oh, really? I heard you were going down, but it was that serious."
I know what's going on with Mr. Iris, and I'm surprised, Lila.
"As much as we can, we want to help too... but first after Mr. Iris wakes up."
"Right. I have to listen to Mr. Iris first. And about your sister..."
Because maybe he's involved with the Demon King's Army.
I didn't put it in my mouth before Lyla and Mr. Merck were there, but I knew what she was trying to say.
"--Hmm?"
"What's going on? There's sauce on your mouth."
"Muggu...... kite, behind"
Wiping his mouth with the cloth at hand, Riefa points out of the dining room with the aisle.
Looking back at you, there was a figure in armor peeking into the dining room reluctantly.
"... Durahan?"
!?
No, why are you surprised?
Durahan takes a reaction that just says' Bubba, Bubba!? '.
Did you come downstairs wondering? I grinned hard at Durahan, pulling the chair next to me.
!
came to the seat next to me while crouching and footsteps, Durahan sits somewhat reluctantly.
Lyla and Reefa, who were watching that, are keeping their eyes round.
"I don't know..."
"That's different than I thought..."
It's a deep itch that I can't imagine from the looks of it.
Durahan, exposed to the gaze of both of them, did so at first, but then turned to the plate on which the steak was placed in front of me.
I notice Durahan gumming from the back of my helmet as if to show interest, and I try to talk to him as I show him my plate.
"Maybe, you want some?"
"Uh, Mr. Kite. I just don't think you can eat Durahan...?"
"Yeah, I just can't"
"Kite, Durahan doesn't have a mouth to eat."
It was denied in the order of Lyla, Reefa, and Shiv, but the neighbor Durahan said -,
"But I'm shaking my head vertically with an awesome boom..."
"" "Lie!?" "
Two surprised to raise their voices to Durahan, who is about to blow his head off with momentum already.
As far as I'm concerned, I was half joking, so I was surprised, but well... if you want to try it...
"Um, how do I feed them?"
!
Ask him, Durahan, who will try to deflect the helmet he is wearing.
There's a cavity in the armor I saw from the deviated gap.
Do I have to be there?
You gonna slip off the bottom of your leg? It might smell like meat, huh?
Confused, but put a bite-sized chopped steak on the fork.
"Kind of behaving badly, but is this okay?"
Softly, insert a slice of meat into the gap between the helmet and the armor.
I thought it would fall according to gravity as it was expected, and the fork plugged in would be pulled by mysterious force.
"Oooh!?"
Pulling through the fork in amazement at a moment of resistance, the meat put on was clean and refreshing.
"Huh? Shh, sucked in, but could you eat it?"
Confused by a fork one hand, Gashan, and Durahan, wearing his helmet back, snort.
The behavior seems somewhere delightful.
Well, I don't know how you ate it, but it looks like you ate it deliciously... and the demonic body is strange.
"Heh, that's a strange ecology. I'm not sure about Durahan's predation..."
"Heh, you eat with your torso, not your head..."
Should we prepare Durahan's meal now?
When I asked him that to try, he gave me a "slightly better" gesture after he shook his head to the side, so I don't seem to need that much.
I can't believe all that food with such a big armor is enough. It's a mysterious demon to make, Durahan.